I Was A Wanna Be Feminist

I have mentioned in past Blogs about my affiliation with a radical group and how I allowed my mind to be altered.  I wanted to make a difference in the world and I had all the right tools to accomplish this task. I was all of 18 years old, but in reality did not have a clue.

César Chavez receiving communion after his 25 day fast
Uncle Gilbert, (white shirt) with Cesar Chavez

César Chavez was making his rounds at different colleges, and my Uncle Gilbert was one of his good friends who worked and traveled alongside him. I boycotted grapes for as long as I can remember because of the injustice to the farm workers. I liked César Chavez and believed in everything that he stood for. Something else I recalled about César Chavez:  he was a gentleman and a nonviolent civil rights leader. Instead of violent protests, he would go on hunger strikes. In a recent article, Delano Grape Strike and Boycott  written by Inga Kim, she stated that César Chavez went on a 25-day hunger strike. While César Chavez fasted, a Catholic Mass was said daily in Delano, near the windowless room of an adobe-walled gas station where César Chavez was staying. The first thing César Chavez ate to break his fast was communion.

I, on, the other hand, I thought that I needed to be heard. This era was the beginning of the feminist movement. Women were burning their bras in protest; I never did that, but I had a passion to truly change what was wrong in our society. Right when I was ready to sign on the dotted line, and buy into all this mindset, I met Mike.

The whole passion of my life took another turn and saved me from myself. We married, and the rest is a long history of my transition into the person that I am today. I am still passionate, but it is different and deeper that I had ever expected. My anger is righteous because I have the mind of Christ.

1 Corinthians 2:16 Revised Standard Version Catholic Edition (RSVCE)    16 “For who has known the mind of the Lord so as to instruct him?” But we have the mind of Christ.

I’m angry about a lot things. I’m angry about the Catholic Church and all the sins it is steeped in. I will continue with my letter campaign and will not give up until every sex offender is removed from our Church. It may take a lifetime, but I will not back down. And I will remain a faithful Catholic. I pray for the holy priests to be protected from this abyss that they were led into because of negligence from the hierarchy.

I’m angry with what is happening in our public schools, and how parents are being forced to adhere to these “new” sex education laws without their full knowledge and consent; their children are not even able to opt out of these classes.  I believe that everyone should be respected, but please do not shove your distorted, ungodly beliefs into the minds of my grandchildren; they are too young to comprehend this propaganda. Parental rights are quietly being taken away, and we need to defend them.

I fill my mind with Scripture to continue my resolve to remain calm through the vicious storms over which one day we will have victory.

Now let’s talk about politics: this subject enrages me because our country is better than this. I am a Republican because I am Pro-Life; and that will never change. Do I like President Trump? I cringe every morning when I hear what he has tweeted, but he is Pro-Life, and for that I am grateful. I will not make excuses about my stance in politics, but you will never see me attack anyone in office on social media. I have respect for all human beings, even the ones that I do not agree with, and especially the unborn. I read hateful social media threads on both the left and right of the spectrum; these peoples’ opinions are so removed from the things of God.  We are never to put another human being down, we called to pray for them. If you are really serving the Lord, ask Him for peace and He will gladly oblige.

Job 38:4-5 Revised Standard Version Catholic Edition (RSVCE)

“Where were you when I laid the foundation of the earth?Tell me, if you have understanding.Who determined its measurements—surely you know!
    Or who stretched the line upon it?

Here God is explaining to Job that He is God, and He will always be God! Sorry Hollywood, God did not die and put you in charge!

The “Me Too” movement has taken on twisted life of its own. I don’t want to hear about another famous person being victimized. Your stories deserve to be told, but for God’s sake stop with the public outcries. Go to your clergy (a holy one) or make an appointment with a God-fearing counselor, and stop blaming all men.

So yes, I’m mad as hell, but my anger is contained and controlled with prayer, a lot of prayer.

My traveling companion and CEO of our household for 46 years

I’m eating grapes again, and I’ve stopped reading self-help books written by New Agers.  I am not advocating social, or political, rights for women equal to men. I could never work as hard as my husband, never! God made man the head of the household, not woman. Please correct me if I’m wrong, but the last time I checked the Word of God, clearly states that. Men are our protectors, NOT our enemies, as radical feminists would have you believe. Despite the fact that Mike cooks a good share of our meals, I proudly serve him because he is the head of our household and deserves this respect. If you want to be treated like a queen, treat your husband like a king.

Ephesians 5:22-25 Revised Standard Version Catholic Edition (RSVCE)

22 Wives, be subject to your husbands, as to the Lord. 23 For the husband is the head of the wife as Christ is the head of the church, his body, and is himself its Savior. 24 As the church is subject to Christ, so let wives also be subject in everything to their husbands. 25 Husbands, love your wives, as Christ loved the church and gave himself up for her…


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