Sorry,

Re:Sorry, (buttington)

Wed, 03 Feb 2010 10:56:14 GMT

I must ask the question--"by whose standards is one 'judged' a social misfit and if these individuals 'judge' me, are they individuals I really want to be around?

So true.....after all, it is only someone's opinion. It might hurt if people say this about us, but we know the truth about ourselves, and that's what counts. True friends also know.

Jude

Re:Sorry, (Imenuff)

Wed, 03 Feb 2010 10:39:53 GMT

"but for some people it means, ever to live in as an social misfit.

Dear Isabella, I must ask the question--"by whose standards is one 'judged' a social misfit and if these individuals 'judge' me, are they individuals I really want to be around? The truth of life that I have found in my advancing years is that EVERY human being in the depths of one's being feels like he/she is a 'social misfit' in one or the other area of his/her life.

One only need go to the Bible to see that Jesus was 'judged' as a 'social misfit' by many, even
those in His own town and village. Today's readings at Mass were about how the people of his
town and village judged Him as a social misfit. These same people also judged those whom
Jesus associated with as misfits because Jesus associated with prostitutes, lepers, tax collectors, etc. These were all the individuals that were judged to be the "social misfits" of Jesus time yet, these were the very people that Jesus chose to associate with. It was the "socially respected" that he challenged in their need for growth. And it was the "socially respected" who called for His death. So, my dear, if and when I am "judged" to be a "social misfit" I am in very good company since Jesus was also judged to be a "social misfit."

Hugs and prayers,
Betty

Re:Sorry, (Isabella Bernardo)

Wed, 03 Feb 2010 09:28:52 GMT

How right you are, Jude,
how wrong it is.
To be means, to be, however we are,
but for some people it means,
ever to live in as an social misfit.
And how long can people bear, to be a misfit?
Either, someone begins to live untrue
or he is lost.
How untrue is the society!

is.

Re:Sorry, (buttington)

Wed, 03 Feb 2010 06:22:10 GMT

Dear Isabella,
I don't think we should ever deny who we really are. To live authentically is the only way to live. Otherwise, how does anyone else know who we really are?

To always be myself came quite late in my life, but I soon realized it is much easier when there is no longer any pretense.

Love,
Jude

Re:Sorry, (Isabella Bernardo)

Tue, 02 Feb 2010 19:12:36 GMT

to live sometimes means, to deny how and what we are
because we would loose everything
we can change how we are, or go on,
the question is how can we live as a person, we don´t be?

Re:Sorry, (lilsparrow)

Mon, 01 Feb 2010 08:10:05 GMT

♥

Re:Sorry, (Imenuff)

Sun, 31 Jan 2010 21:27:00 GMT

Dear One,

Lots and lots of huge from
Tink and me.

Re:Sorry, (Isabella Bernardo)

Sun, 31 Jan 2010 18:49:52 GMT

must smile, because I´ve seen it just now.

I love

to be within...

love,
is.

Re:Sorry, (bm)

Sat, 30 Jan 2010 03:26:07 GMT

May I join you ladies in huggging Isabella???

Re:Sorry, (Hildegard)

Fri, 29 Jan 2010 22:15:26 GMT

Dearest Isabella,

You are in my heart and in my thoughts!

Much love and many hugs,

Edda

Re:Sorry, (buttington)

Fri, 29 Jan 2010 18:36:14 GMT

Hugs

Re:Sorry, (lilsparrow)

Fri, 29 Jan 2010 17:22:22 GMT

if I could but make you smile,
dear Isabella . . .

♥

Re:Sorry, (Isabella Bernardo)

Fri, 29 Jan 2010 16:28:28 GMT

...:(

Re:Sorry, (Isabella Bernardo)

Tue, 26 Jan 2010 16:54:10 GMT

in gratitude,
love,
is.

Re:Sorry, (Imenuff)

Sun, 24 Jan 2010 20:28:14 GMT

Dear Isabella, I have to borrow from Sandra. I couldn't think of anything nicer to send you.

Re:Sorry, (Isabella Bernardo)

Sun, 24 Jan 2010 19:53:18 GMT

For everything here, I am thankful...

love,
me

Re:Sorry, (sandra67)

Fri, 22 Jan 2010 16:37:44 GMT

Re:Sorry, (sandra67)

Thu, 14 Jan 2010 16:30:53 GMT

Ni ni ~God Bless Isabella~ love you xxxx

Re:Sorry, (sandra67)

Wed, 13 Jan 2010 19:21:36 GMT

My Dearest Isabella

My fault, maybe is, to do not understand What God, if you exist, want from me, more than this.

It's not your fault or indeed mine if we do not understand.We could never ever know all there is to know about faith .If we did our faith may fade or we may simply get bored . Like Betty said she still asks questions and she is way older than us two

My question is: how can we say, you love us, And in the meanwhile of our lives, We have to carry the most of times burdens. I am sorry to say again, that I would like to Get the good – and sure – the negative things In a nearly balanced proportion, And I am sorry to say, that I do not want to get This in the heaven, because it means, that I have to die, to be in peace,

I can only say how I feel Isabella when it comes to love and Jesus.Yes life does have many heavy burdens to carry but we never ever carry them alone.If you think back when dear Slyvia first passed the feeling of shear pain and grief .I am sure Jesus carried you when you felt you could not go on.Jesus must have held you in his loving arms just like he does with the little lamb ....

Like the song says...

''I am strong when I am on your shoulders''

If I look back in my life I know Jesus must have been there because without him I could not have lifted my head off my pillow .

I don't think we can ever balance the good and the bad not ever.

This in the heaven, because it means, that I have to die, to be in peace,

I really pray so hard that you do find more peace on earth Isabella.I would like to think you do have peace at times like when you take photos or look at your precious children and grandchidren or pop a lovely candle or teddy photo in our cafe.

Like Betty said you are so loved Isabella who could not love such a precious precious lady as you.

My thoughts are with you tonight as are my prayers .

I hope you send us another teddy soon as I can't sleep without a teddy and I am serious .

Lots and lots of love and understanding xxxxxxx

Re:Sorry, (Imenuff)

Wed, 13 Jan 2010 10:32:47 GMT

My Dearest Isabella,
I am sorry I just now found the new posts on this thread. First, please allow me to borrow Sandra's
And give you a giant
((((((((((((((((((((((((ISABELLA)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))

Both of your poems are so very special and filled with the questioning that all of us have, if we are truthful with ourselves. Yes, Dear One, one of the best ways for our own sunshine to return is to try and give some to others. This alone makes YOU such a special gift to ALL OF US.

even though on occasion clouds get in the way. We remember then that the sun always shines behind the clouds.

Edda is right, we are always reminded of this, even in the midst of all our pain. Each time in our own suffering when someone reaches out with love, it reminds us that Yes, even though there may be heavy clouds in our lives at the moment, "The Son" is still there loving us.

"My love is endless for others, I help where I can,I try to believe in you, as I can, My fault, maybe is, to do not understand; What God, if you exist, want from me, more than this. My question is: how can we say, you love us, And I am sorry to say, that I do not want to get This in the heaven, because it means, that I have to die, to be in peace,But as people say, the sin of life is to live And that can´t be true, if it has to be, as it is.… "

Dear Isabella, I too, do not want to get This only in heaven. I am not one who lives on the "pie in the sky when you die" concept. If it is only "Pie in the sky when I die," then of what value is that. We are told "The Kingdom of Heaven is here and now." How does that equate with the long suffering "this is as good as it gets? I need to be grateful for all that I have." MYSTERY--The older I get, the more questions I have. Sweetie, I still ask the question--"If you exist, what more do you want of me; or how can you allow all of this horror." Who/what are You? The authoritarian masculine who demands "my way is the only way, just make a mistake and you are condemned;" or are You the chameleon feminine who goes along to get along out of fear of what truth and change might bring? Who are you?

Then there are stories about the little grade school boy who "decided" to do something about all those dieing of lack of clean water in Africa. He was told that $70 would build a well--now, after many wells built b his efforts, over 500,000 so far have clean water.--Is that You God, is that a little piece of the Kingdom is here and now?? I read the stories of all those hundreds of Doctors, Nurses, etc serving with Doctors without Borders(Médecins Sans Frontières) serving all the poorest, sickest, most destitute in the world with such dedication and love. Is that you God, is that a little piece of the Kingdom of Heaven here and now?? Personally, when I am challenged to grow in ways I don't want to grow, to give up things/relationships/ work I am sure I can't grow into or give up, there are those little ((((hugs)))) along the way that sustain me if I only look for them and I am willing to try. Is that you God, Is that a little piece of the Kingdom of Heaven is here and now????

When these little steps of growth and letting go have been attained and they were found to be blessings instead of curse? When there has been unbelievable pain of loss, worry, etc., and little ((((hugs)))) of love have sustained me through them and I have learned from them, Is that you being Loving God; Is that a little piece of the Kingdom of Heaven here on earth??

Dear one, I don't think any of us will ever be able to understand the Mystery of pain, suffering, death, horrors of life, anymore than an unborn baby could ever understand how it could possibly have a full life of it's own outside its mother's womb. All I do know in my own life after these many years, is that it is NOT JUST ABOUT PIE IN THE SKY WHEN I DIE. There are those little pieces of peace, of the Kingdom of Heaven hear and now, that somehow seem to appear when I need them most. Some may call it Karma, others Luck, I choose to think of it as the Divine who knows how difficult life can be and how much suffering it can entail and because I am so loved, those little pieces of peace are sent to me through human beings since each of us has been called parts of this "Body of the Divine".

May you be sustained by those Little pieces of Peace when you need them most. For to me, they show that the Kingdom of Heaven is Here and Now, and not just Pie in the Sky when I die.

Much love, hugs, and prayer,
Betty