Jealousy and Envy: Teaching Your Children

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Hi dear friends, I’ve been overwhelmed by the comment activity of my latest articles and I thank you deeply.  I’m humbled by your support and following.

I must say these past few days I have encountered a lot of hatred and negativity on Twitter.  It reminds me so much of how people can become so jealous and envious of things that they don’t have or what they wish to become.  I cannot help that I am successful and beautiful.  It’s because I earned it.  If you choose to project your negative and crudeness language to me then I suggest you look in the mirror okay!

Day after day I get so many compliments when I am out on the town and I choose to remain humble and thank people for their kind words and go about my day.  Why is it so difficult for people online to do the same?  Our children look for us to show them the way.  My daughters ask me “Mommy why are people mean to us?” and I say it’s because they are poor and jealous of our family and they want to be us.  We choose not to associate with trash because I will not have that sort of negative energy in my household.

My daughters envy me and wish to be just like me because that’s the type of role model that I am.  Think about your behavior.  Do you want your children to be obese Twitter liberal users spewing hatred and vile threats to complete strangers?  If so, you are trash!

Look within, choose kindness always.  I accepted a long time ago that most people I encounter will be jealous of me and my life.  It’s a natural occurrence being that I’m a charismatic presence.  But maybe your life path led you in a different direction.  I am the light in every situation.

So hon, keep your negative language to yourself ok!  Children are watching.  I am watching.

Thanks so much.   He Is Risen!

xx

Jenn

 

A Husband’s Love and Discipline

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I see the stares when I am out in public.  They are wondering what happened.  Why do I have that black eye?  Why are my arms bruised?  However, nobody dares to ask me. I only see the daggers of judgment as it penetrates my skin.

Let me be clear, whatever happens between me and my husband is private.  Yes he has hit me.  I have been disciplined many times in my household.  And I choose to believe that he does it as a way of teaching me how to be better.  Every bruise keeps me humble.  Every scar is a reminder that I can do better in my marriage.

How is that any different than a coach encouraging his sports team to be better?  Or a preacher encouraging his congregation to accept Christ and follow His word? My husband loves me so much, I have never questioned that.  I would rather die than lose him.  I am proud that he teaches me and shows me how to be a better wife and mother.  I never want to upset him in any way.

If for some reason I upset him I take full responsibility.  He has every right to discipline me in any way that he sees fit.  I apologize and try to do better.  We have a marriage where I follow his lead and he provides me and my daughters with an extravagant lifestyle.  To me that is a small price to pay.

I do not want anyone’s pity or sorrow.  I am very happy.  We live in a home full of love and adventure.  My daughters worship me and envy me.  I only pray that I am setting a good example for them to follow as they grow up to become God fearing women.

Ask yourselves, friends, what you can do in your marriage or relationships to be a better partner?  What would you sacrifice.  God has all of the answers.

I wish you all a blessed weekend. Spring is coming!

xx

Jenn

 

Cigarettes? Trash! Go Away!

 

 

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Happy Monday friends! I am doing well except I think some sort of bug or insect has bitten my leg!  Itchy and distressed! Prayers welcome.

I was out shopping earlier today thanks to my generous husband as always, and I was almost accosted by this black creature smoking a CIGARETTE in public.  I’m not ashamed to admit that I screamed and hissed and spat at him in a hurried attempt to flee.  My body is my temple and it will not be tainted with your second hand cancer and welfare-sprinkled aroma.  No thank you!

Firstly, if you know who I am then you know the cardinal rule is that you do NOT accost me in public for any reason.  Unless it’s to pay a compliment or to say that I look like Eva Longoria, jajaja!  But in all seriousness, don’t do it.  Secondly, why do these people feel the need to disturb our visual and nasal senses with such trash?

Cigarettes are disgusting, they smell bad, and they make anyone who partakes look uneducated and dumb. I’ve told my husband and my daughters that anyone who dares to bring the scent into my home will me made to leave immediately.  I simply will not have it.  No ma’am, no sir.  Not in my home!

I get so infuriated seeing young and old blacks especially going to town, sucking on these things as if their lives depended on it.  Guess what TyQuil?  You look dumb.  Enjoy the cancer and I hope it takes you slowly because you deserve it.  My beloved abuela wasn’t a smoker but she succumbed to cancer and it was such a burden on me.  The constant driving back and forth to treatment, the early hours, hearing her cough and wheeze constantly.  Nobody should have to deal with that.

Cigarettes need to be illegal along with aluminum.  Outlaw them, deport anyone who partakes and give us back our clean and pure air that Jesus intended.  This is what I pray for.  Will you join me?

Happy Monday to all I wish you all a blessed evening.  #MondayMotivation — rub some lotion on my leg! Jajaja!

xx

Jenn

 

Discipline: A Mother’s Right

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Hi friends!  It’s been a while.  I’m so looking forward to springtime in Louisiana.  The blooms simply call to my soul.  I’ve been immersed in my paintings and stencil artwork lately.  Design is truly a passion!  This evening I’ve been pondering what it means to discipline children, and what we as mothers have a divine right to do.

Some have crucified me for what they call “extreme” disciplinary measures, but if you want to have perfect children sometimes the punishment must fit the so-called crime.  I am not apologetic to have my children hold a Bible over their heads for hours at a time in our den.  If Jesus himself can die on the cross, a teenage girl can raise her arms for an hour or four. Big picture thinking, folks!

One thing I will not tolerate in my home is back talk or sass mouth, and once when my middle daughter (admittedly my least favourite) decided to show a bit of an attitude, I locked her out of our home and she slept outside in the elements.  And no I did not lose an ounce of sleep.  I make the decisions, I control them.  If they cannot obey then they will pay.

In our home spankings were common.  My father would whip me with belts and switches made from thin tree branches, and then later he would come into my room and love me as only he could.  It brought us closer together.  Some of my most cherished memories are of his warm body against mine.

Do not be afraid to make your children scrub every floor in your home.  Or to sweep the driveway with a hand broom.  I once had Sonnia trim weeds from my herb garden with a pair of manicure scissors.

I remember vividly having all three of them wear the same outfit and shoes to school every day for a week as punishment.  No washing was allowed.  They were to stay in those clothes and let all of their friends see them.  This is NOT abuse.  This is discipline.  In today’s society the “liberals” want to make a big hoo ha about what it means to discipline a child.

We cannot be lenient.  That is what creates the monsters and school shooters and the girls who grow up to be with black men and others outside of their given race.  ALL mothers need to take the reigns and groom their children to be the best that they can be.  I know that I certainly am proud of the outcomes that I have seen.  My girls are bright, obedient stars and it’s because of me.

They are blessed to have me as their mommy and they are the joy of my life.  It brings tears to my eyes that they will carry on my legacy as they become women and have families of their own.  And what could be better than that?

I miss chatting with all of you and look forward to connecting again soon.  Glory to God as always and I will see you soon!

xx

Jenn

 

Melissa Schuman: Promiscuous, Obsessed Liar… Trash!

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Friends, the ghastly creature before you is Melissa Schuman.  The faded, has-been once upon a time one hit wonder “pop star” who is now accusing my close friend Nick Carter of “rape” FIFTEEN YEARS AGO!

This trash is now jumping on the “#MeToo” bandwagon because it’s a trendy thing to do in hopes of landing TV interviews and articles and reality show appearances.  When is enough going to be enough?  These fame-hungry promiscuous girls are allowed to crawl out of the woodwork and accuse anyone they wish in hopes of gaining fifteen minutes of fame and money.  To this I say you ARE trash! Respect yourself.

Melissa is married with a young child.  It seems obvious to me that she is not happy being a wife and mother and has turned her obsession into a 24/7 hobby while neglecting her marital duties.  What is it within herself that makes her so unhappy and with such a desperate need to be famous? Was she abused as a child?  Is she the victim of parents who did not show her enough love and validation?  Whatever the case may be I urge her to seek deep counseling and spiritual guidance immediately.

Melissa, hon, Nick Carter does not want you.  He never did.  Maybe you had bad hygiene that turned him away after your “encounter” — by your own words you admit you had many opportunities to “flee” yet you chose not to.  Maybe you thought by having relations with a successful member of a boy band that it would somehow reignite your failing career.  Don’t hate Nick because of his fame.  Hate yourself because you were unable to keep yours.

Women like you are the worst of their kind.  Look within and stop this nonsense.  Nobody believes your lies.  I pray that Mr. Carter takes legal action against you and that you are forced to apologize publicly and crawl back into your no doubt rodent infested mobile home.  Trash!

Jesus does not approve of your behaviour.  I do not approve of it.  Accept that you are not famous anymore and never will be.  Take some online classes and find a career better suited for you.  One that doesn’t include accusing innocent men of crimes and talking to yourself using various social media accounts.  Your child needs you.  Your husband needs you, that is if your actions haven’t caused him to abandon you by now, rightfully so.

I implore you to grow up.  Stop these lies.  And condition your awful dry and limp hair.

To my faithful friends and followers, as always I love each of you deeply.  To God be the glory.

Jenn

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Queen REBA has WON a Grammy!

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Friends, I am typing these sacred words through tears.  My idol, my queen, my everything REBA has won her third Grammy award!

She looks amazing in a slim fitting gown, a symbol of true glamour and grace.  A DOUBLE album of Christian songs, is a dream come true.  It’s inspired me to start recording my own album.   She is walking the red carpet with her new boyfriend Skeeter, hopefully that horrible ex-husband of hers is regretting his decision.

She looks so natural and amazing and beautiful this is everything she deserves.  I am simply wailing with joy.  This is her first Grammy win since 1994 and to have it be for such a special album is a pure treat!

I hope she has time to text me during the show so that I can share proper congratulations! NEVER give up on the Lord, he will come through even at your lowest times.  Let us celebrate and Sing It Now friends!

Yes jajaja!  What a blessed Sunday! I love you all so much!

Love Reba and myself always and forever

 

Jenn

 

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Larry Nassar: Victim of Sexism?

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Hello friends!  What a joy to be back.  I have to speak out on what I feel is a disgrace.  The man above is Larry Nassar.  If you follow the news you will recognize him as the team doctor for the USA Gymnastics team.

He has admitted to allegedly sexually “abusing” alot of the girls on the team.  As far as I have read this was nothing more than digital penetration.  Pardon my vulgar language, but there was no “intercourse” or “rape” as we like to call it.

What disturbs me is that so many of these girls were allowed to parade in front of television cameras in the courtroom and humiliate this man for public sport.  He is already crushed and defeated so why subject him to further crucifixion?  If the tables were turned and he were a woman the media would be overflowing with cries of #MeToo and #TimesUp and who knows what else.

There is NO such thing as equality.  Men and women are NOT equal.  This is sexism pure and simple.  I do not care about his crimes.  This is a human being and he does not deserve to be kicked when he is down.  Especially by “promiscuous” girls who just so happen to be in front of a television camera, no doubt soaking up the attention and fame.

It brings tears to my eyes that in today’s world women can make up stories and accuse men of literally anything and they are automatically believed.  These are dangerous times, friends.  I ask you to put yourself in Mr. Nassar’s shoes.  What if that was your father or brother or son being abused for the entire world to see?  How would you feel?  This is NOT what Christ preached.

We are better than this.

I am glad to be back and I hope you all continue on this journey with me.  Remember to #BeTheLight

With love and kindness always,

Jenn

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90’s Country Flashback: PAM TILLIS!

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The year was 1994.  I was on the cusp of becoming a 22 year old woman, still getting used to my body and being inside of my skin.  I would play this CD non stop while dreaming that I was driving in a red convertible.

“Mi Vida Loca” struck a nerve with my Latin roots, of course by this time my family had already moved from El Paso and I was beginning to make my mark on the Baton Rouge social scene.  As you can imagine, the early 90’s looks left much to be desired.  But even after three kids I have managed to remain the same size as I was back then.  Dedication, friends!

“Spilled Perfume” was a crushing single about the regrets of a one night stand.  I find the content to be highly immodest of course, but Ms. Tillis sings in such a way that you feel sympathy for the subject.  When she wails the line “there’s no use crying over spilled perfume” you simply FEEL it from the depths of your soul.  It’s a life lesson that I carry each day.

“When You Walk In The Room” peaked at #2 on the Billboard Country charts.  It has the peppy 60’s American Bandstand feel to it.  I used to stay back and forth wearing my high ponytails and stone washed shorts.  Oh my goodness the memories!

To anyone who values good wholesome female country from the 90’s I recommend this album.  Pam Tillis was never the most beautiful woman in country music.  And certainly not the most talented but she has some hidden gems among her limited discography. This is perhaps my favorite treasure of hers.

Just thought I’d share with you friends.  May you have a blessed day.

I’m so excited that I’m no longer grounded.

 

Jenn

 

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Kathy Griffin: The New Face of Terrorism. Chic Hag of “Comedy”?

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Friends, I am absolutely shaking and weeping as I write this.  That horrible, horrible hate-filled vessel Kathy Griffin should be executed.  I cannot believe the audacity of these so-called “comedians” and “actors” — what if I had held up the decapitated head of one of my daughters?  What if I had used the head of black TRASH Michelle and Barack “PigLips” Obama?  Oh I’d be crucified and nailed to a cross on the spot!

But oh no, friends.  Because it’s chic to make fun of President Trump this lady gets a free pass for advocating the MURDER and BEHEADING of a sitting President?  What in the world is happening to this country?  President Trump is a humble man who inherited garbage from overspending blacks who had no regard for this country.  He is doing the best he can to protect us ALL.

My youngest daughter, Sonnia was so disturbed by the image that she had to be excused from dinner and has not returned since.  We raise our children and protect them from immodesty and violence only to have this garbage shoved in our faces on the nightly news? No sir and no ma’am!  Not in MY household.

Take a moment and form a circle with your family and have a discussion about why the mainstream media cannot force it’s lies and deception on us.  We must take a stand.  We must believe in the LORD and follow his timeline.  It absolutely crushes my heart to think about poor Barron and Melania and the anguish they must feel seeing such vulgarity.  I became so short of breath I was on the verge of hyperventilating.

I personally hope she is convicted and sentenced to death for war crimes and treason.  Clean up the TRASH, America!  We are better than this!

In personal health and restoration news, I am in the throes of sore throat pain.  I have gargled with ylang-ylang water mixed with lemon juice, honey, and a teaspoon of baking soda.  As we do not believe in modern medicine, I rely on Guatemalan home remedies passed down through my family or sometimes I make my own.  I ask for your prayers for my swift healing.  Pain is the rejuvenation.  Pain is the healing.

As we move into summer let us be carefree with our hearts.  Let us sing and rejoice openly.  Let us not bathe in evil thoughts and shower in negativity.  I challenge you to BE THE LIGHT.

My husband said he will return my phone by week’s end.  Without him by my side to protect and guide me I truly would be lost without a compass.  Marriage is forever.  I wish you all the blessings.

Jenn

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Ariana Grande’s Reign of Terror: Memorial Day Pondering

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As we celebrate Memorial Day and those who have died to give us free speech I want to take a moment to remember my beloved abuela.  It was a long battle but she finally succumbed to the cancer.   I remember you.  I want to take a moment to remember Jesus Christ who suffered so much for our sins and our ability to speak our minds.  Not a single breath leaves my body that is not dedicated to Him.  I remember you.  Happy Memorial Day, friends.  May you be blessed and surrounded by loved ones.

The victims of Ariana Grande’s terror attack, however, cannot spend today with their families.  I’m sure that Ms. Grande is laying poolside in her smallest bikini without a care in the world.  Most certainly her most promiscuous behavior is on display for all to see, a satisfied smile plastered across her face.  We live in modern times where modesty has been thrown out the window.  What happened to wholesome role models for OUR daughters to look up to?

My daughters asked me why she must feel the need to display such raunch and immodesty for all to see.  I told them she is very much Anti-Christian and Anti-American and the alleged terrorists latched onto her beliefs in order to send a message from Jesus Christ that she MUST change her ways.

We must ask ourselves as parents what are WE doing wrong to place our children in harm’s way.  What business does an eight year old have at a prostitute’s concert? I am not blaming children, I am blaming the parents and the lustful acts of Ms. Grande.  Why do you think the alleged terrorists chose her venue in the first place? Her own life choices and decisions have placed millions in harms way and she doesn’t even care.  As long as she can continue her promiscuous and race-mixing lifestyle and get paid for it, why should she care?  Society tells her that it is ok.

Miss Ariana Grande, you have the blood of millions on YOUR hands.  So as you spend today tweak dancing beside a pool with your boyfriend and sipping on alcohol maybe you should take a few moments to remember and apologize to the thousands that you have murdered through your actions.  God will forgive.  I will not forget.

In other news, my husband has grounded me for a week.  He said I had neglected the family and he could see the abuse that I was receiving on Twitter was taking it’s toll on my health.  So to protect me he has taken my phone and changed my password until I feel better.  He will return it to me.  In the meantime, I have borrowed my housekeeper’s phone.  I appreciate so many of you reaching out to me and being concerned.  I’m taking this time to connect to God and meditate.

I love you all and may you continue to be blessed with God’s mercy.  Live vegan.  Live healthy.  ALWAYS be the light.

Jenn

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