Very importent,mom

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Permalink Reply by CHRISTINE on May 25, 2013 at 5:23pm

My Mum says that too at times reasure her and pray for her well being I will do that pray for MUM

Permalink Reply by Ricprimus on May 25, 2013 at 5:31pm

Both of you are in my thoughts and prayers...

Permalink Reply by feet breath on May 25, 2013 at 5:47pm

Thank you both for your prayers.

And thanks Chris. I hope the Lord will let me be able to show His love to her,however He wills. 

Permalink Reply by Tammy on May 25, 2013 at 5:50pm

I'll be praying for your mother dear. Luv u

Permalink Reply by Lena J on May 26, 2013 at 12:36am

Sorry to hear this, Feet. Thing is, such thoughts are not and could never be from God!

"Father God, please fill Feet's Mom's mind with loving thoughts of You. This way, she can keep resisting the devil...and he will eventually flee from her. As Jesus is in Heaven, so is Feet's Mom to be here on Earth! His thoughts are righteous; so must Feet's Mom's be also. His body is healthy, so must her body be here on earth. Life is not about us; life is not ours to waste away. Life is precious. While we have it, we ought to treasure it. Lord, please reveal these truths to Feet's Mom. Help her to realize that she is here to fulfill Your plan and purpose. Maybe she doesn't know what that plan and purpose is, Lord. Please reveal it to her. Thank You, Father.

 This I ask in the precious name of Messiah Jesus. Amen."

Permalink Reply by feet breath on May 26, 2013 at 10:45am

Thank you both for your prayers. Yesterday she also said if it wasn't for me she'd leave. Like she'd get out of town and go somewhere far from here.

 

I'd love for her grandma to still be alive. She took her to church when she was little. I'd love for her to be able to have her old farm house [where she lived as a little girl], her grandpa and grandma [but minus what hurt her from other people]. I'd love to be able to buy the old farm back. She needs out of this place because there's people that are just making things so hard on her. She even told me "They're killing me".

 

She needs away from all of these people who are making things so hard on her...

You see her grandparents are actually the two people she speaks so positively of. I wish they were still alive. It'd be great to be able to go with her grandma to that old country church. I think mom would actually go to that church if Hazel [her grandma] was still here.

Permalink Reply by Ricprimus on May 26, 2013 at 1:10pm

To go from a farm environment with the close interdependence  to a "bad part" of a city where so many are indifferent if not downright predators, had to very rough on her and still is. Which makes it rough on you, both trying to be supportive for her, and dealing with your own existence in such an environment.  Biggest mistake society has made is the shift from rural tightly knit communities to the urban "rats trapped in the maze" aloneness. More prayers for both of you to escape to greener pastures!

Permalink Reply by feet breath on May 26, 2013 at 5:45pm

I'm not sure how old she was when she stopped living in the country. Thanks for your prayers. You are so right about the predators on this street and streets close by that are in walking distance;drug dealers.2 cat killers that I know of, and child molesters. All yeah and atleast one prostitute. and don't walk on the one street close by at night or you could get shot.

 

I've got an update. Mom heard a preacher say Jesus is God on the radio. She got very upset. I didn't know what to say to her. Since she was so upset it was too hard to try to tell her. She said a few different things,one that he's a fruitcake. If I would have tried to tell her He is than she would have gotton even more stressed out. So, I changed the subject.

Permalink Reply by Ricprimus on May 27, 2013 at 3:37am

Some of your posts had hinted it was a bad area and you both were sort of trapped in the house and backyard. I grew up in a small town in the middle of a farming community (dad's mom/dad were Irish farmer immigrants and had a small farm, same for mom's, but they were from Scottish highlands) so I spent a lot of weekends at their farms learning bits of farming, and a lot about Irish & Scottish lore. Along with getting whacked on the head with a huge wooden spoon by both grandmas since I was a very ornery little boy. Granpa McDougal had one of those felt caps he always wore: our weekly greeting was he'd bend over to pat my head, I'd steal his hat and try to run off with it, and he would pull my pants down. When both sets of grans died mom & dad had a chance to inherit the farms, but by that time, due to dad's WW2 service, he had a good start on his career as an engineer, and mom and dad had moved to the city, so the farms were sold and money split up among mom & dad and their brothers and sisters. There have been more than a few times in my life when I've wished we had kept at least one of their farms and I would have ended up with it and lived the life of a simple farmer, a loving wife, and cottage full of little heathens. Well, what is, is; God obviously decided I would live my life under the cloud of the deadliest ancient Chinese curse: "May you have an interesting life".
  As to mom and her reaction to the radio preacher, try what I've always done with the ladies that have drifted in and out of my life (some that were atheists, some downright pagan and witches, some that were Christian that had lost their way): simply leave a Bible or 2 about the house; eventually they will take a peek and eventually start asking questions. When fishing always use the best bait possible

Permalink Reply by feet breath on May 27, 2013 at 5:49am

Yes,we're fenced in. We have to have a fence or the kids up the street will come steal from us. I'd love to say all that goes on. I can't find the words though. Some of it's unbelievable...my mom can't handle much more. I just want to tell someone. It's taking it's toll...Between her brothers and the neighbors...

 

I'd have to leave a fairly large print Bible because of her eyesight. She has trouble with small writing.

 

Mom told me I'm the only thing standing between her and death...She'd kill herself if it wasn't for me.

What's really scary is she said she's not even afraid of burning in Hell...

Please keep praying.

Permalink Reply by Ricprimus on May 27, 2013 at 6:09am

I will keep praying for you and mom. Ya, I did the homeless thing in Columbus for almost a year after mom died in 2009 (long story that) and lived the street life with the gangbangers, druggies and such; pretty much had everything I had packed stolen the first 3 months. Fortunately had all my art stuff, books and such stored in a rental storage unit back in small town. I feel for you, especially hard life for smart, sensitive young lady like you.

Permalink Reply by Ricprimus on May 27, 2013 at 6:51am

At the local homeless shelter where I help residents fill out various aid paperwork, help cook dinner and just be a shoulder to cry on is "M". She's from Cleveland and has drifted in and out ever since I started helping in 2010. Well, she's 25 but you would swear she is in her 50's (she has pictures showing she was brighteyed and pretty as an early teen). She's had 7 babies since age 13, every one taken from her in the delivery room at birth. Started in a gang at 11 became the proverbial "crackwhore", no matter how much effort, time and money has gone into trying to get her out of the cycle for 14 years by various social agencies and religious aid organizations, after a few months she's right back into it and disappears for another 6 months. To think that is repeated again and again in every major US city is appalling, yet much of our culture is almost designed to produce such horrid choice of lifestyle because of spiritual poverty. Seeing her always tears me apart.
("Ya just gonna stand there and watch me burn, it's all right cause I like the way it hurts; Just gonna stand there and hear me cry, it's all right cause I love the way you lie; I love the way you lie"-Rhianna refrain from Eminen "watch me burn", Recovery CD.)

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