Tuesday, September 28, 2021

Did We Miss The Memo? It's My Uterus-Not Yours

Texas, Texas, Tex-ass.... what can I say??? PLENTY!

Y'all sitting still for that??? I don't even know where to begin. At all! But being me, I will take a stab at it.


First, and foremost, I am pro-choice. However, I'm not a huge fan of abortion. Women have various and sundry reasons for resorting to such a measure. NUMEROUS! I'll touch on a few, to get them out the way. The young girl molested by grandpa, daddy, uncle, cousin or family friend. The women dragged into the alley or some place not easily seen by passerby. Slipped a drug. Or the women who are informed at some point in their pregnancy that it is ill advised to go to term. Or the ones who already care for more children than they can afford, and sperm donor is no where to be found, and know they can't possibly feed another child. And these are just a few that bounce off the top of my

head. Sure there are some, who use abortion as a  means to birth control, that's undeniable. But they are in the minority. For most women, this is a hard, traumatic decision. And for many having a baby, then relinquishing rights is a bridge too far after carrying it for nine months. So adoption is a non-starter. And so many struggle through the aftermath of abortion. The guilt. The pain. The self recrimination, because who is harder on us than us?

Whatever the circumstance, why does it fall under the purview of men, and if I'm honest, old white men to make this decision for women. Who are they to make a decision for the opposite sex, when there is no way they could comprehend the action? Who made these men judge and jury? Why do they feel it's their "God given right" to decide the plight of women?   


Before I really begin, let me say, again, I'm not an advocate of abortion, but at the same time I'M PRO LIFE! Pro life is cradle to the grave. Prolife is caring for people who cannot care for themselves, be they 8-80. It just seems to hypocritical to care so much for fetuses, and not care for those that are breathing. Make it make sense, somebody PLEASE! Because Ilia does not understand. 

So this leads me to believe they don't care about the unborn, not at all. These so called Christians have shown their hands on so many occasions. But here's the tea. They don't care one whit about abortions, they care about the population! It has been widely publicized that in the next 13-15 years, white people will be the minority in America. White people, like their Black counterparts are not reproducing in great numbers. Meanwhile, Hispanics and Asians are. In huge numbers. These two ethnicities are making babies y'all. However, unlike white people, this fact does not throw Black people into a tailspin, or panic like it does some white people. While our share is slow moving, it is not declining, it remains constant. Furthermore, we remain the most vocal group in America, and we get stuff done. For example, voter's rights, open housing not two mention, two new federal holidays in the last 30 years that everyone can partake of. Some white people cannot stand the thought of being in the minority! They have bought into the myth that they created this country. That they discovered it. They did NOT! Native Americans, the Indigenous were already here. How do you discover an inhabited land. But again, they feel they built all this. NEWS FLASH, AFRICAN AMERICANS BUILT THIS COUNTRY. The Chinese built the railroads. They seem to have selective memory and with that revisionist, flawed memory, they chose to believe a lie.     




Now they're losing control. Hispanics are cranking the next generation out fast and furious, and this is why they, old white men, are SO ANTI-ABORTION, in my humble. They want to increase their birth rate. Doesn't matter the fetus was conceived through incest or rape. Doesn't matter that the fetus probably won't live beyond a few hours, days or months. Or that the child will suffer mind blowing issues if it goes beyond the afore mentioned time frame. Or that the act of delivering the child may be an act of self sacrifice for the mom. They are willing to get that birth rate up by hook or crook. A bunch of old men think by virtue of testosterone and a penis they get to decide for women.

But it's hypocrisy. Because once the child comes, then what? Are you going to provide for the child? Are you going to give it the foundation it needs to become a contributing, thriving member of the community? NO! They will make it harder and harder for the mom to care for the child. They just want to be able to count it, but once it takes it's first breath, the concern is over. It's obvious the way they love to cut child care, early learning programs, food stamps and aid. Minorities get caught up in the madness. They don't want more of us, but are willing to deal with it, on some level, if it ensures their number bouncing back. 

Six weeks is now the cutoff period, and most women don't even realize they're pregnant that early. Now, they want vigilantes to monitor women's clinics to turn in doctors, nurses, aides, and abortion seekers


to receive a ten thousand reward. I cannot make this stuff up! So, if you're broke, hang out at your local women's clinic and make some quick cash. And the crazies? Some people think they are God's personal vigilantes and will probably just start cutting down on doctors and other medical personnel, because Texans walk around toting their weapons like it's a limb.

Abbott et.al are on one. Question is what can be done? Stand up Texans! Find out what you can do, although in actuality it's gone through the courts. Remember him at the ballot box. The few you still have left. The bad news is, of course, Florida is trying to emulate Texas. Even politicians in central Indiana have stated they're looking into a similar tact. White people are running scared. Could it be, they are afraid that they'll be treated as they've treated? That must be scary as all get out. To have to endure what you've put millions of others through. That's enough to make you want to end a woman's right to choose. Gotta get those numbers up, by any means necessary.

Last, but not least, if you noticed, I didn’t do a deep dive into interpretation of scripture, what God thinks or any of that. All I can say is this. We all must one day stand in front of our Creator, and give an account for every action we took. No one can answer for another, on judgement day. So how about we allow women and men the free will God grants us. We must understand we cannot send anyone to hell or heaven, it’s way beyond our pay grade. So don’t be so quick to judge. You really shouldn’t judge a person’s actions, without knowing their choices.

That's all I got!

Ninakupenda

Kupendana

Tuesday, September 14, 2021

Keep Going

August was hard. An indisputable fact.


People I love lost people they love. People I cared for immensely, went on, as Rev Arrington is known to say, to give account of their stewardship. One was unexpected. Now for most of us, that is the preferred way of departure. Just going to bed one night and awaking in the arms of Jesus. But it is absolutely devastating for those they leave behind. Crushing. Soul wrenching. Spirit killing. The other, it was low key expected, at least by me. I prayed fervently for a miracle and he fought for a long time. I prayed for him so long that praying for him crept into my prayers and I had to remember that he was no longer among us. His wife and some some of us are devastated even though it hadn’t looked good for quite some time.

Then a big church event had to be overseen. The stress of doing something you’ve never done before, with the entire congregation, community and your pastor watching was extremely daunting. Especially due to the city of Gary and the nonstop headaches they provided. Gary concerns  itself with ants when it

should be concerned with dragons.

Add to all this, life, and personal issues that we deal with, that we don’t speak to others about, because in our minds, they can’t do anything, so why trouble them with your problems? Then depression sets in. A least for me. It’d been going on for me since the beginning of July, but August was at fever pitch. I was diagnosed clinically depressed twice, once after my divorce many years ago and once a couple of years ago. Fortunately during both episodes, I had some of the finest insurance money can by, so a prescription of Paxil taken

once a day for six months did the trick. But now, my insurance is what my income will bear, so I can no longer see that doctor. So I was just, I don’t know, just spinning. Watching hours of mindless television, rarely prying myself out my recliner, no focus whatsoever, and I’d stopped working out. Hardly went the entirety of August, well maybe twice. Blogging and my podcast took a backseat. It’s been so hard putting on a happy face, doing life, crying inside, trying to move on, not anesthetizing myself with alcohol, and I love wine, SO MUCH, but it only makes matters worse. Now, if I’d been able to see my old doctor, by end of August, I would’ve been me again. The same Ilia inside and out. But I didn’t have that luxury. 
Some of y’all may be asking, so what did you do? Well, I’m still doing it, however, I felt a shift about a week ago. But I’m talking it out. Don’t laugh, but to myself. I’m fighting. It’s true, Donald Lawrence and the Tri-City singers have it absolutely right. “Sometimes you have to encourage yourself.”So I stand in front of a mirror and preach myself to a better place. I turn off the tv and play worship music.
John P Kee soothes my soul, kind of like David’s playing did for Saul. And only him, for some reason,

only JPK. Then I prayed for a week to be able to get back to my other place of peace, the health club. That wasn’t going well. Then one of my Facebook friends showed her before and after pictures and how she’d lost over 140 pounds. A whole person she’d lost. And something went off and told me, you have 28 pounds to go to reach your goal. Keep going. That figured into my depression, because in my mind I hadn’t made much progress. But now I know I have. I’m 3 pounds away from half my goal. Keep going.
I must keep going. You must keep going.

So everyone, just know, the meme that’s always circulating telling us to be kind, because we don’t know what people are going through is a fact. I’m pretty certain no one who looked at me or talked to me knew all the tears I’ve shed in the last 30 days. All the times I slept most of the day away, if I wasn’t glued to the boob tube. The times I wanted to spend with my grands, but I just didn’t have the mental fortitude. Life is hard. It’s rough. A roller coaster. The ebb and flow. But sometimes we just have to go through to get to. Gotta climb that mountain all by yourself. Gotta sit in the valley alone. In all honesty, I don’t recommend the way I handle it. Reach out to someone you trust for support. Somebody who won’t make your issues front page news. As I said, avoid 
alcohol/unprescribed drugs. Pray and move your body. Pray some more. It gets better. Day by day. I really miss my mom at times like this. Our most trusted confidant, moms after Jesus.

So I just want to tell you to keep going. If you can do one thing a day, while you’re going through issues the mouth can’t speak of, that helps. Keep going. And realize God has not forgotten about you. Keep going. Look up. Keep going. Put that fork down, lol. Keep going. Keep going. Keep going. Don’t quit on yourself. Be your biggest cheerleader. Keep going. Pain/hurt take time to heal. Keep going. Issues eventually get resolved. Keep going.
So again, be kind, because you have no idea what others are dealing with. Be light, so someone in a dark place can better see. 

Please know that there are organizations that stand ever at the ready to help those who TRULY need help, therapy and medications at little or no cost in some communities. PLEASE AVAIL YOURSELF OF THESE PROGRAMS IF NECESSARY. You’ve probably already paid for them through your tax dollars or contributions you’ve made to organizations that support programs such as these. Be encouraged.


Keep going

Ninakupenda 
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