This is about the voting in CA, so if you’re tired of the subject, sorry. But I’ve got to get this off my chest.

If you’ve looked around my site or have read for awhile, you know I’m LDS (Mormon). And the Mormons have gotten a lot of publicity in CA for their stance on gay marriage. They have been targeted with hate crimes and have had protesters outside of churches. These people protesting are the same ones who have been shouting for tolerance!! How can  you say something like that, then turn around and show intolerance because you disagree? You don’t see any Mormons picketing gay clubs or beating up gay/lesbian couples.

We have a very strong stand against abortion…when “pro-choice” got voted in in CO, did you see Mormons bombing clinics?? Of course not.

There was a choice, a vote to be made (in both states). The options were given to us by the gov’t…yes or no. That means each of us has a right to our opinions, liked or disliked. The decisions were made by a majority. And that’s where it should end. Anything past that is poor losing and flat-out bullying and scare tactics.

The percentage of “no” votes in CA was 52%. Do people realize the Mormon population is no where near that? So that means others also voted no. 70% of black voters said no. That’s a huge group! And I know without a doubt not every single Mormon voted no…I know 2 people just in my church here in my town that have gay/lesbian siblings and they would have voted yes. And that’s just here, in the boonies, not out in CA where the population is higher.

I’m sick of all the blaming and hatred (and don’t go tell me Mormons hate gay people…if you do, I assure you, you’ll feel my wrath). The voting is over, leave people out of it! If you don’t like it, go to the government who gave us the choice in the first place and protest there.

A couple days ago I woke up in a less-than-motherly mood. And my 3yr old woke up in a less-than-obedient mood. We butted heads over getting dressed and it actually took 45 minutes beginning to end. Fun, huh?

Then it was time to go on our walk. We discussed how he was supposed to behave, to sit and not try to run around. (Two days previous we battled for 3/4 of the walk…not fun. He wanted me to carry him and I tried to explain I couldn’t push the stroller and hold him. He didn’t like that so he cried, yelled, and sat on the ground. Finally I got him calmed down and we were able to finish our walk.) I didn’t want a repeat of that day. He agreed he would sit and obey, and I told him if he didn’t, we were just going to come home and he would be grounded.

We got to our destination to begin our walk and I pulled the stroller out, then my boy, and immediately he began fussing and refused to sit. I didn’t even get a chance to get the baby out.  We came home and he went to his room. I have since figured out this is not a good punishment because he happily played in his room and never asked to get out.

Anyway, I was just in a rotten mood…angry, frustrated, just quietly fuming. I emailed my husband and vented and asked him to say a prayer for me. About 5 minutes later, I was just sitting and then all of a sudden, there was peace. No more frustration, no more anger, nothing. Just pure compassion and love for my little guy. I brought him out of his room and hugged him and was in a mood to forgive and start all over again. All my patience had entirely returned. Like someone had flipped a switch.

Often it’s the parent that needs a change in attitude to make a better day, not the child that needs to change.

Later when my husband came home, I asked him if and when  he got the email. He said immediately, and I asked if he had prayed for me. He said he did, within a couple minutes. And that’s when I felt the peace came over me.

Coincidence? I don’t think so…I don’t believe in them. My husband’s (and my) prayer had been answered and Heavenly Father knew I needed help. It may seem minor to most, but to our family, it was a great display in prayers, faith and a miracle.