Tuesday, March 14, 2006


Here is a not so good picture of my new watch. I got it a couple of weeks ago. I do not consider myself a religious person by any means. But I do believe in God and I do believe that when I feel lost and alone I get carried through the tough times and am lucky to have that.

I also believe that those that we lose are with us and watch over us. I know my grandmother was with my when my son was born. I felt her with every ounce of my being. She was there. I feel my uncle when I need a laugh. I feel my cousins step son when I need to be reminded how hard it is to grow up and be a child.

Religion is something that people take so seriously and I get that; I understand that their religion, whatever it is, means a lot to them; what I don’t get is how they can use their religion as an excuse to HATE and KILL. It seems to me that who ever; whatever we each believe in as a higher power would want us to be good and supportive of each other; of mankind.

Someday I may find a church that speaks to me; but right now I believe that being a good person, trying to always be good, respectful and honorable to and with other people that my God will accept me. That is peaceful to me; it is comforting to me.

To be accepted is all I have EVER wanted. I just wanted it from people that could not; would not give it to me. I never just accepted that I needed it from myself. I am finding the courage and the confidence to believe that I am enough. Acceptance of myself is enough.

Right now I don’t have the energy to find the right church but someday…right now its like dating…I don’t want to weed through the ones that don’t work to find the right one…I just want to enjoy my time; myself and my son!!


One night a man had a dream. He dreamed
he was walking along the beach with the LORD.

Across the sky flashed scenes from his life.
For each scene he noticed two sets of
footprints in the sand: one belonging
to him, and the other to the LORD.

When the last scene of his life flashed before him,
he looked back at the footprints in the sand.

He noticed that many times along the path of
his life there was only one set of footprints.

He also noticed that it happened at the very
lowest and saddest times in his life.

This really bothered him and he
questioned the LORD about it:

"LORD, you said that once I decided to follow
you, you'd walk with me all the way.
But I have noticed that during the most
troublesome times in my life,
there is only one set of footprints.
I don't understand why when
I needed you most you would leave me."

The LORD replied:

"My son, my precious child,
I love you and I would never leave you.
During your times of trial and suffering,
when you see only one set of footprints,
it was then that I carried you."

written by Mary Stevenson


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