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Promises, promises…

When I was pregnant with my son Isaac, I made a promise to my daughter Anna, that I would do her hair nice for the first day of school. It was about Midnight on a Monday, August 20, 2007, and my water breaks, 3 weeks early mind you. I had all my children c-section, so this was exciting and shocking at the same time. I have never experienced the surprise of a child be born, you know? Rushing out the door without a hospital bag, trying to find a sitter at midnight. While I was being prepared for surgery I remembered the promise I made to my daughter. I made it not knowing what was ahead of me, not knowing the obstacle in my way. I always told myself, never make a promise you know you can’t keep. I knew I could keep this though, I mean come on, its combing hair for crying out loud. My heart was right, and I had every intention of keeping my promise, but I could not follow through.

Aren’t you glad that when God makes promises to us, he is sure to deliver? To be honest, it took a long time for me to believe or trust in God’s promises. I questioned if God really loved me, or had hopes for my future and if I would really “prosper”? My earthly father was not a good example of keeping promises, so you can imagine why I didn’t trust. I am sure that is where I learned to not make promises, that I knew I couldn’t keep. I know deep down in my heart, my dad had good intentions of keeping his promise, but there were too many obstacles in his way. A year before he passed away, he helped heal my broken heart. He told me he was sorry for ever hurting me and how much he loved me. Oh my gosh, how I needed to hear those words.

The reason I am sharing this is not to speak ill of the dead, but to give someone “hope” that is hurting from broken promises. Not everyone is going to have closure or hear an apology from a parent (or whoever) that has wronged them. I am not perfect, and I am sure I have failed my children many times. Let me tell you some good news friends, God is different, HE will not fail you, He says, “never will I leave you, never will I forsake you”. I am not sure who needs to read this today if anything I could use the reminder. In time your broken heart will be mended, and you will receive the freedom you are so desperately seeking. God is all you need, He is your portion.

Have a blessed week, I am going on a mini-vacation and I am currently blogging from my phone. Please forgive any errors and my lack of posting.

“For I know the plans I have for you”, declares the Lord. “Plans to prosper you and not to harm you. Plans to give you hope and a future” Jeremiah 29:11

By Mona Pinon

I am a real mom, meaning I don't have it all together, I am flawed, I make mistakes but at the end of the day, I try my best and always make things right when I am wrong. I love hard and give with everything in me to those willing to receive. It is true that I've learned through trial and error to love myself and be unapologetic for not living up to other's expectations of me. This in return gives those around me permission to be unapologetic as well. it's a beautiful thing to find the few people who love you just the way you are. I'm married to an awesome hardworking man and have 5 children, my oldest has made me a grandma x3. I had the opportunity to work many years as a stay-at-home mom, although during the time I lived with depression, it was one of my greatest joys. How Ironic, right? I have overcome many challenges throughout my younger years as well as during and after my youngest son's cancer diagnosis that left him paralyzed at just 4 months old.

A near-death experience after childbirth in 2010 had me questioning my existence, I began to wonder if the God I believed in created me to suffer. It wasn't until I looked outside myself that I was able to find hope through volunteerism. I hope to inspire others to be all that they can hope or imagine to be through sharing my experience as a person who came from nothing and decided to be the best version of who I wanted to be. I am a mom, wife, daughter, friend, community leader & advocate, but those are just my titles, who I am is much more. I believe we all were created with purpose, regardless of position or status. Being a mother to a son with a disability created situations that caused me to dig really deep to provide solutions for not only my son but for future generations.

In my spare time, I like to blog, read, listen to anything inspiring. I get most of my inspiration from Sylvester Stallone, TD Jakes, Napoleon Hill, Andy Andrews, Earl Nightingale, Les Brown, and Myles Monroe. I am very passionate about helping others and volunteering with different local organizations; my focus is not just on giving but teaching others how to do for themselves. I do not claim to have the best grammar or punctuation, I just really love writing what is on my mind and hopefully inspire someone to be the best version of themselves. My desire is to inspire others to be all God has created them to be or whatever your higher power may be. I believe we all have talents and gifts and it is up to us as individuals to pull them out. Please feel free to reach out with any questions and I will answer as soon as possible.

2 replies on “Promises, promises…”

Thanks for the wonderful words this morning. You are very right he is our portion and he is always with us. Keep writing the blog is wonderful for mothers. Thanks

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