The world is a thief
Of energy and time,
Of identity,
And would to take your mind.
Loud and angry voices
Some influencers, too
Dull the heart of choices.
Remember what's in you!
Rebuke this evil taught!
You are of noble birth,
A child born of God!
Your spirit and your worth
Shall not be bought or robbed!
My thoughts have turned to the family of the assassin who killed Charlie Kirk. I totally see how this bright son with a promising future turned this dark corner. My heart goes out to you. Hey, they say you are only seven people away from knowing anyone. So maybe after this message reaches them, then, I will delete it. It is painful.
I have decided to tell our family 's dark story.. please dont read this if you are looking for hope and light. This is only for someone looking for shared pain. Ours is so small compared to yours!
I have a step granddaughter who started to believe things that became her identity. She moved in with us to complete high school. She struggled with mental health, obsession with perceived health problems, sexual identity and rarely ate. The depression and continual trips to doctors led to hatred and self harm in growing ways. Resulting in (during college) sex change and medication...
Unfortunately, due to the ideology she became a part of in high school and then college, she now both hates and denies God and this has replaced family. We never heard from her. A bright and promising future with full ride scholarship choices- and after receiving 2 degrees, she has completely broken ties with family after intentionally seeking to destroy her father who never abandoned his financial support while she was away in college.
Insanely, she arranged to be "raped", ( there is a site for this) consensually, by a man who resembled her father. What she wanted done to her was sick- including branding. Then she visited her father after years of being away. Accused him of these acts and had him arrested. Fortunately, they confiscated her phone and found all of the plot and even spoke with the man she had this "arrangement" with. But, it took a year to clear my step son's name and the arrest painfully still shows on his record. She has since changed her name and has deliberately disappeared. As far as we know, she is not pursuing a career except possibly as a protestor. We know she has a gun.
I miss the little girl who loved monopoly and horses. She loved cats and dogs. She loved the park and especially the swings. She loved school projects. She loved art and writing. She loved us. She had big dreams of her future and of all the colleges she could apply to.
https://www.lds.org/general-conference/2015/10/its-art-too-early-and-its-never-too-late?lang=eng&utm_campaign=Feed:%20lds-inspirational-messages-eng%20(Daily%20Messages)&utm_medium=email&utm_source=feedburner
It’s Never Too Early and It’s Never Too Late
Brothers and sisters, we are engaged in a battle with the world. In the past, the world competed for our children’s energy and time. Today, it fights for their identity and mind. Many loud and prominent voices are trying to define who our children are and what they should believe. We cannot let society give our family a makeover in the image of the world. We must win this battle. Everything depends on it.
The children of the Church sing a song that teaches them about their real identity: “I am a child of God. … He has sent me here, has given me an earthly home with parents.” Then, the children’s plea to us: “Lead me, guide me, walk beside me. … Help me to understand his words before it grows too late.”1
I know I can’t turn back time, but this I now know—that it’s never too early and it’s never too late to lead, guide, and walk beside our children, because families are forever.
It is my witness that our Heavenly Father loved us so much that He sent His Only Begotten Son to live the life of a mortal so that Jesus could say to us, “I’ve been where you are, I know what comes next, and I’ll help you through it.” I know He will. In the name of Jesus Christ, amen.
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