Wednesday, June 26, 2013

We All Can Receive MIRACLES and Be Vessels Through Which God Grants MIRACLES to Others

Though we must not be afraid of what others will say or think,
Nor can we be controlled by other's opinions are talk of us.

We who desire to be chases down by both blessings and MIRACLES that never cease but only keep multiplying with our joyful smiles and laughter in spite of devils who seek and track us...
We must keep on keeping on singing regardless who is murmuring behind our backs.

As we heard in last Sunday's Gospel the Lord was not concerned of who what about who HE is...
And so shall we must be continuing to bless others with our smiles and songs...there will always be someone like our former next door neighbor Veronica on Alvin Callender Street when we with God were building our home...

She came outside yelling one day not able to understand how not even hers & her nephews hateful actions against us could not kill our spirits.

She came outside as I was singing new songs through joyful tears...tears that our neighbors were trying to stifle the rebuilding of our home.
What we had completed the day before our neighbors had punched holes into in the night...

But I sang new songs to the God above knowing HE who watches through the night from HIS throne up above not only saw the crimes against us in the night but had the power to restore not only that which the angry jealous locusts had stolen...

They who were filled with jealousy, anger and hate and have never been loved nor have loved themselves....
No different than the Ponchatoula local native neighbors who say out of one side of their mouth that they are going to build Ponchatoula into a thriving economic marketing business center, yet they tie up themselves in bondage that they cannot grow...

By shunning newcomers who choose to make Ponchatoula home!

No town or city will ever grow & prosper past the point they are today without welcoming new citizens not only physically into their neighborhoods, and into the community and church families.

Regardless how many families come and are shunned they will eventually move on in the same numbers or even more.

For every family and community has both sincere and insincere folks whom they call their own.

Those whose hearts are pure but were born within a thorny city among hateful tit-tat chatter boxes who love not...
Eventually these too will choose to move onto a better place where they will not be embarrassed by their previous associations whether blood or geographic.

No they will follow the lead of those who come full of life seeking to bless an entire community when they first arrived...but refuse to live an entire life time among grumblers and wishy -washy complainers.

As Joyce Meyer has taught over the years....one can choose to complain and remain and go around and around a same old mountain of a pill.
Or you & I and each of us can reach out and beyond our circumstances for another new dream...when others fight to long and hard resisting thy kindness and blessing...
As Jesus said:  "Shake of their dust and move on..."

Such cities will never grow but as Sodom & Gomorrah will be your town or city who shuns the hearts who of those who enter bearing kindness and generosity of their grateful loving hearts...
Such a town or city will never grow but die  from their own choices....their own deception...

The fruit never falls far from the tree and the selfish resentful hearts wither and never blossom but rather their self-righteousness they fatten and fluff and spread as an eagle spreads its wings...
Then they go around time gloating convincing themselves and each other that they together did a good thing.

Mr & Mrs William Gustavson
PO BOX 1144
Ponchatoula, LA  70454

Friday, April 26, 2013

Poor Choices of Others on Ocassions Must Influence Our Choices: Fwd: Suspect in Ponchatoula death caught, wounded - FOX 8 WVUE New Orleans News, Weather, Sports

It is sad that this has happened.  And obviously this teen was mixed up with problems long ago within himself that sadly no one close to him either cared enough about him to lead him, befriend him long ago.
 
While we do not personally know either the family of the victim nor the 18 year old gunman, we grieve personally not only because the City of Ponchatoula is small enough that I think it is just about impossible to live here & have never at least greeted with a smile in passing along Downtown sidewalks or saying "Good morning" or exchange a cordial smile in grocery store with every member in this community at sometime or other.
 
Combine this that that this crime as many crimes was at least in part motivated or accelerated through Facebook before it was committed...with the fact my husband, The Carpenters Friend, who yearns to teach non-violent inmates Vocational Carpentry, has often been mis-represented...many erroneously think that we seek to rehabilitate hardened criminals...
 
This is false.
 
My husband will never go into classrooms with violent criminals such as this young teenager.
 
Had William met & known the family many years ago possibly if he had the same opportunity he had once in Connecticut when a church member's son after a break up with a girl friend or maybe she never would go out with him at all...
 
The teen like one of my brothers when he was turned down the first time he ever asked a girl for a date desired to kill himself
 
William knowing the boys father & entire family offered the teenage boy a job for at the time William owned a company that had enough business that he could take on a new employee.
 
William by taking personal interest in this teen over 3 decades ago...taking him to breakfast before work each day and not reading the paper while at the table but engaging in conversation letting him know that his interests, his goals and well being were and are important to him...
 
This young boy made a drastic turn in his outlook on life..
He opened up to my husband who was not my husband then...going back years in Williams memory before we met.
William simply paying him to sweep the wood shop daily after school &  teaching him carpentry and giving him direction...put hope in him.
 
And this family was saved from being broken.
 
I cannot say what this youth's life was like, what caused his inner problems that  this became the sad out come.
 
But this opens & proves that sadly most families today have at least one member who is out of touch out of sinc with the rest of the family who feels "They are not really part of the family" for whatever reason they feel inferior they do.
 
And it is these who are susceptible to fall into drugs and even tougher gangs and troubles.
 
Let us not only be prayerful for these wounded families here in Ponchatoula, but let us be vigilant and notice when one person especially youth may not be getting the attention he or she needs...and let us be the one who tries to be a friend to take interest.
 
God will always reward us...God will always make us more productive to multiply our time...God will never allow our own family to suffer when we invite someone else's lost child to join our own children & ourselves...
 
God always blesses the gesture of caring hearts...Let us care for our neighbors with acts of kindness.

 
Mr & Mrs William Gustavson
PO BOX 1144
Ponchatoula, LA  70454


Date: Fri, Apr 26, 2013 at 9:34 AM
Subject: Suspect in Ponchatoula death caught, wounded - FOX 8 WVUE New Orleans News, Weather, Sports




Thursday, April 4, 2013

A Warning To Everyone For When You Open New Online Accounts....Humorous Consequences That Can Make For More Dangerous Circumstances If Not Caught or Corrected...

Anyone who has known my husband William and I for any length of time know that for my first 49 years of iife that I had physical tunnel vision for real!!   Yes REALLY!
That I only saw a small portion of any one's faces at a time, and that I was raised as a sighted child because my parents would not acknowledge my challenges for they were ashamed of "who or what I was."
And that on the Feast of the Holy Family 2009 I received a Eucharistic MIRACLE in my eyes and have enjoyed given thanks & praise for nearly three and a half years of landscapes and full length drapes!
So I have done some amazing things for someone who literally at times could not see what was under her ow nose!
I graduated from Grace King High School without ever having read much with understanding.
To satisfy my mother I sat on my bed for hours just every once in a while turning a page....
But since what was printed in those books made no sense to me and I could not see...
That time was not wasted... for in my heart I was not in a chair at a desk nor was I lounged on my bed reading...
I was conversing with my Lord my God and your God...
I would ask HIM to fill my heart and mind with whatever I needed to know...to stay safe at home, school or on the school bus...
Walking down hills or through my neighborhood.
A friend who I had not been in touch with for quite some time sent me an invite to open a "  LinkedIN " account.
Happy to hear from her I did just that thinking I could take my time that there would be no hurry to build a resume for myself and at a future date possibly this could help me grow a licensed business with  income doing what I enjoy the most...free-motion embroidery, crochet and writing.
But what happened was as I opened this "Linked IN " account, I was interrupted.
And as always, I embraced my interruption... as you do too... 
Took care of whatever it was my husband need that time....
I do my share of asking him questions that too for him are not at the best timing...
It happens in all marriages in all kinds of friendships...
There is no fault placing here...  No anger or frustration but rather jovial laughter and entertainment...
Life is much easier when one can laugh at and with themselves...
But what happened since I did not stay with the program as I first began opening this Linked IN account was it automatically sent invitations to everyone who I ever wrote an email to from the first date I opened this email address.   And not only to these who I possibly only wrote once ever, some were business inquires that I never thought about again in over 5 years.
Other auto invitations went to folks who I never wrote but their email address was attached to one of those cutesy poems with pictures many just keep forwarding and forwarding over and over...certainly none of these I ever thought would one day show up as "CONNECTIONS"
And since I at times post to my blogs not signed into blogger but from my email as I am doing now...
Linked IN posted connection requests to my blogs for about a 5th time last night.
So instead of going into Blogger and removing those comical posts  "MrsStephanie............invites you to CONNECT"  from my blogs...
I am leaving Linked IN right there...
Instead I will post this on all of them...
And make a game of it...
But it could have serious consequence when an unsent invite is accepted by someone who is worse than unpleasant.
I HAVE CUT OF several CONNECTIONS....some without any explanation.
Check your email contact list for many email systems save all information as your potential contacts even though you do not routinely write email to them nor they to you.
And you can possibly also have your account hacked into through these odd seemingly insignificant addresses that seem not worth even giving time to DELETE!
But do it!  DELETE DELETE!
And when you open new accounts do not let systems access your contact lists, manually type the ones you want to communicate with the new account and you will have fewer headaches of             SPAM JAMS...
And you will not have to check your new account more often than you would have liked to to make certain you have no spying new connections...that maybe unsafe for you...
As happened to me!
But the Lord will always keep us free indeed with out needs HE cannot nor will not meet...
And when the devil does raise his head....
Whether a cyber spyer...a marriage divider...or simply folks who some how did not learn or remember from Kindergarten how to introduce themselves and ask others their names....
I guess till Jesus comes back there will be those who try to force themselves upon others instead..
When anyone is rude, crude, or  speaks with forked tongue...
Remember our Lord said to cut off the hand that causes us to sin...
Don't you wish that it was as easy to get rid of all of these....as pushing or clicking a DELETE BUTTON!
  
Mr & Mrs William Gustavson
PO BOX 1144
Ponchatoula, LA  70454

Friday, December 14, 2012

Anyone Who Insists On Being Vulgar In Their Dress Language or Behavior....Can Expect to Be Caught On Camera and Become The Latest Uncovered Vilan On The World-Wide Blogs

William & I have been thoroughly amused at the crazy behaviors of those who cut themselves loose...
Simply hilariously funny all that we had been folks do in both the Bohnigs and Winn-Dixie parking lots to catch a glimpse of the couple everyone is talking about...
He walks her in and asks for a sample which he blesses and breaks and shares with her.  Then orders either only 2 or 4 slices of low salt turkey or occasionally ham...
with a deli salad ...  Carrots YUM YUM!  


and a sack of rolls...unless they bought the rolls the night before.
They like to hear my dearest call me:  "My Sweetie-Pie" as he tenderly protectively walks me through the parking lot to our van shielding arrogant male gaukers from approaching me with their hands.
But these men & women who wish to have us as friends...they must change how they dress first before we will ever entertain conversation...
Instead of introducing themselves from a natural distance of a few feet away...
They have forced their way by confrontation...
Mary Ernst tried bull dozing us over with her shopping cart in the Bohnigs Super-Market and the big giant RED-Headed Roly-Poly always dressed in royal purple...at least one of her garments... has tried backing over me with her metallic colored small car.....more times than I am able to keep tract of....
But her venomous attacks come only once a week before the 5PM Vigil Mass!
I can understand why she is full of such rage...
She set her self up to be grumpy always by driving a vehicle that which the roof or ceiling is not tall enough for her.
She's a big big chunky woman...TALL but her gigantic abdomen weighs her UHGggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg...
Actually dragging her upper body down several inches crunching over her stomach...
Honestly....I am surprised she can rise up to or for any occasion at all...
But why she didn't buy herself a taller car...
But frustrates herself even more each time she ever goes out doors.
I cannot ever imagine her choosing to walk instead of drive and ride....
Soon and very soon....she and the rest...if they change not their aggressive revengeful behavior against us or against any one within our presence they will eventually be caught on EstherStephanada's Camera!
And the only mercy they will be shown is to made the "Uncovered Villain on the BLOGS 5, 6, or 10PM NEWS"
Cameras ROLL'N

Thursday, December 13, 2012

Our Words and Actions Do Matter Always...We Create Our Enviroment Ourselves....So Never Complain to Anyone But Yourself!

Never allow another to oppress or bulldoze you over...
Like Mary Ernst did me & my Dawlin a week ago in Bohnigs Supermarket.

You & I cannot typically stop another's bad behavior or keep them from speaking vulgarity or unkindness with their forked tongue.

But you nor I have to entertain such fools who cannot live by what you & I and they too were taught in Kindergarten and elementary school.

Regardless what your circumstances are...
For many things are out of our control.
We can accept that which we cannot change while choosing to speak only kind words that do not divide but lift high and heal...
Pure kind words that heal body soul and mind regardless how snoody and grumpy a rough stiff-necked one is to you you cany-can -can stead of returning his our her own jealous hard boiled..carburetor chewing vulgarity back.
You can simply say as I have to such a prune:  "Sorry you feel so bad...hope your better soon!"
But never let such a snot drag you down from the clouds where you have flown upon HIS Holy Wings of fire...
Remember every man woman and child was created in the unique image of Almighty God and each one was given the ability to love...for love is what we were created for....and let not those who refuse to receive your love and return it...never let one of these grumpy grump bumps an a log get you down.
Tell them to wear blue without being blue..that if you do in spite of their behavior towards you....then they can wear blue without being blue or stewed and can change their grumps to a cheery mood and be included more often any where any time...
For a cheerful love giving one without an angry jealous spirit...
Is always more than welcomed but always sought after for their joy & laughter not only instantly fills any room...
But spills out into each one who in turn spills and spreads it in just as many directions an all have much affection for such a one who choose to never be blue nor let any lemon sour-graper
poison their disposition, but rather simply blesses their day and moves onto meet and greet those who walk in shoes of peace and never folly.

But sometimes one's silence may invite their harshness to try to devour you again...

So never hesitate to correct anyone who does not respect your normal boundaries that which at one time would have never been even a consideration to do for most adults.

But in these last days...so many force themselves onto who ever they wish...absolutely killing any chances that they would be received as friends.

Friday, November 16, 2012

Amazing How So Many Lonely Friend Hungry Folks Push Their "Want To Be Friends Away As They Meet & Greet Them!

My husband and I have noticed and found many other married couples to agree with us, that the majority of people out there are friend hungry but know not how to introduce themselves and ask the other their name!
 
This is a very unusually new phenomena in Louisiana...the once was land of Bright Sonshiney Smiles and Southern Hospitality!
 
So not to be a bore to those of you who like us, who are not so shy that we cannot walk up to another and say "Good morning; Good day...my name is Stephanie, what is yours?"
 
"Julie"  And if we happen to be either at the grocery or our church when we meet...I might say:  "Wonderful to meet you Julie;what do you enjoy when you are not grocery shopping for your family, going to Holy Mass or assisting with classes?"
 
And she may say:  "Our children keep me very busy, but when I get the chance I like to get out in the garden and I didn't get to plant my petunias this year maybe I should consider some pansies!" 
 
And then I may say to Julie:  "Oh look here comes my husband now....  Oh Precious come...  I want you to meet Edward's wife Julie!  Julie this is my husband William.   
 
She may say:  "Oh how are you William, pleased to meet you."
 
And such folks typically remain friendly with each other indefinitely...often a close friendship grows that can last life times.
 
However for example when folks so eagerly chase my husband around and around a store, a parking lot or even a church never saying anything directly to us but standing in front of us blocking entrance ways or exits while talking among themselves loudly for us to notice them...   It's like them yelling:  "LOOK AT ME LOOK AT ME LOOK AT ME...I am important!"
 
Just this morning my husband dropped me off at our church...St Joseph Catholic for Holy Mass while he went and did some other things.
Today was the last Friday, the last children's Mass before Thanksgiving Day and so many kindergartners all the way up to the older grades, and some adults were dressed up as either Indians or pilgrims also.
 
So certainly there was no shortage of adults from teachers to parents with cameras...even beginning taking pictures outdoors long before the Mass was to begin.
 
When I first entered the sanctuary I was fairly early and the first classroom of students had not yet lined up outside to file in with their teachers.
Our priest whispered "the pilgrims are coming!"
 
And I chose to sit in a pew towards the back center where there were several women from the neighborhood praying their rosary quietly waiting for Mass.
 
All of us moments later were asked to move... since I knew many more classes would follow, and so as not to move several times, I sat on a cube platform on the left hand side just inside the entrance of sanctuary.  Our church has identical platform to the right side also.
 
There was no one seated at either of these positions before I did.
 
Naturally everyone wanted to take photos of all in costume as they processed up towards the altar before our deacon and our priest.  
This was natural and acceptable.
 
But what then took place, in the far past would have never have happened anywhere, certainly not  in a Holy Catholic Church anytime, absolutely not during Holy Mass.
 
After everyone had processed in and Father had begun the opening prayers of Mass, most camera men & women had found seats.
However, a small group of both women and at least one man remained in front of me purposely blocking me from seeing both Deacon, Father and the altar.
They were not even prayerfully present to the Holy Mass but were murmuring amongst themselves....gossiping.    Regardless what they were talking, grumbling, murmuring about...even the children it was not appropriate and certainly not an example of holiness or humility to the children who were obediently doing their part.
 
These childish adults simply wanted to be seen and noticed by me!
 
Why me do I say?   Well ask them and it is sadly obvious for if they did not want to find a place to sit and waned to stand there was very large areas they could stand that would have not  blocked anyone.
 
I simply moved to the platform directly to the opposite side where there was no one....there was no one where I had begun before his group inundated me.
I am aware that these folks simply desired to meet me....having seen me with my William may times prior but then too the usual...folks put on a show instead of approaching us after Holy Mass...not in sanctuary but in gathering area or social hall is appropriate.
 
And as I moved across that I may be fully attentive to Holy Mass they all turned their faces towards me as they continued to cackle to each other.
 
William nor myself will ever entertain such nonsense anywhere, certainly will never remain near anyone who goes to Holy Mass not to be totally prayerfully present to Holy Mass....but treat HIS Holy Sanctuary as if it were a football field or a night club.
 
Then later after all those in costume and Deacon & Father had all processed out and I wanting to commune quietly with HIM having received HIM in Holy Communion only minutes before...
But how is it Catholics no longer reverence Our Blessed Lord enough to yearn for quiet solitude with HIM?
 
How is it that so many receive HIM in Holy Communion then sometimes even run out before Father prays the closing prayers, while even more choose to stand around cackling loudly breaking the quiet solitude?
 
Then after I retreated into the chapel hoping to find quiet there...their noisy mouths followed.
 
Then still much later after I had our church secretary call my husband's cell phone for me since I had no my phone with me......we all go off without our phones once in a while....
As I waited outside for him t pick me up, an unmarried woman approached asking if I had seen someone else who she was looking for and she bean to describe her.
 
It was someone else I had chatted with who she was looking for and  knew she had just left with another so I told her so & that she had not time to be home yet.
 
She continued pressing for conversation as she spoke awkwardly,  began telling me what classes "my husband & I should go to" while never saying her name or asking mine. 
 
She said she had seen me when my husband & I were in a Sunday morning class on Our blessed Mother two weeks ago. 
 
I showed her compassion by reluctantly introducing myself, then she continued charging in telling me what we should do.  I had to stop her to ask her her name since she did not bother to say.  
Her name was: "Isabelle."
 
I added that my husband was coming for me thinking it was a polite way to shorten the abrupt interruption to the quiet I had exited the church to find.  But a chatter box was she as she continued giving me instructions.
 
I explained since my husband had years ago been taught or fed false doctrine at Saint Steven's Catholic in New Orleans during our engagement...
that we need to complete the Catholic Catechism Class together before starting new programs and especially ones that are simultaneously taught that would mean not completing what we had begun.
 
Being she is unmarried, wears no wedding band,  in the future I may have given this woman my time if I happened to see her again when my husband was not with me.
 
But sadly she dissolved or destroyed any chance of that ever happening when my husband drove up she did not wait to see if I would introduce her, but ran fast around our vehicle to his window to started not only conversation with him but likewise telling him what to do.
 
My husband was shocked by her arrogant presumption asked:  "Who is her husband? She must not have one."  
 
Some of these simply are not correctable.  Scripture says that one who is not correctable are does not both listen to and heed correction are fools. 
 
Only a fool tries to correct such but merely avoids them not allowing opportunity for a "next time"
 
So as Blessed Mother Teresa wrote some people will always be illogical and unreasonable but we are to love them anyway.
 
But this merely means we are not rude, crude or mean but kind.
As Christians we are never required to take an inappropriate person into our lives...but pray for them.
 
Amen Amen Amen and Alleluia!
 

Saturday, October 27, 2012

To Quietly Endure or to Rise Up Speaking With Faith Picking Up Your Matt..

Each of us goes through seasons...
A time to plant and a time to up root and till the soil and begin anew.

A time to give and a time to receive...
A time to sing joyous praises and a time to mourn.

A time to live and to die and to rise again in a new life of peace without pain....
 If in this life we chose well....
HIS better parts...and were kind instead of harsh...

Never extinguishing the fire of hope in others but rather lighting the lamps of hope, trust and love in all where ever we walked walked softly, gently supportive...sharing HIS Heart.

This is how my Aunt Joan Carroll Cruz lived.
She always found a way to have a kind word even for those she did not agree with.

I thank the many who have written me privately with words of comfort about my dear Aunt Joan.

However, I would like all to know...
Just as Our Lord said to the Holy Women of Jerusalem as HE carried the cross to which HE would be nailed for love of us:   "DO NOT WEEP FOR ME!  WEEP FOR YOURSELVES, YOUR CHILDREN & YOUR CHILDREN's CHILDREN!"

HE says also & I say with HIM:  "Do not weep for me nor for Aunt Joan!  For Aunt Joan lived tenderly, lovingly With HIM & For HIM....   Aunt Joan is with God....I am not sad but joyful for Aunt Joan for over a year ago she had been saying to me:  "I hope I don't live much longer."  She echoed this again and again after our return to Louisiana earlier this year.

Aunt Joan is with our God & her God happy forever!

Weep for yourselves & weep for my remaining family and hers who have as she embraced God in her pain...they rejected God and are angry.

Weep for and pray for those who refuse to repent, refuse to let themselves be loved & love in return...for they not Aunt Joan or me will possibly be lost...She & I are rejoicing!