It’s been a long time since I’ve written on My Father’s Symphony. I’ve welcomed a new daughter, opened a brick and mortar store and I’m continuing preaching the gospel while being a homeschooling mom and homemaker!
There are many things still yet to come for me as I continue to let God pour into all the vessels He has given me. But now in one area of my life I’m coming back full circle and that’s writing. I have a beautiful teenage daughter that is an amazing artist and becoming a writer herself. We have decided to work on a few projects in the coming year. One of them is a children’s book for me and hers may be a tween novel from what she’s been sharing with me.
Writing and music have always been a part of who I am as an artist. While away from this blog, I longed to be back doing this very thing. Stay tuned, there is much more to come. Catch up with me on living woman ministry channel on Rumble, where I discussed two doctrines every Christian should be careful with. Write you soon!
This Monday instead of sharing my next episode for Christ & Culture I am sharing a video that I just made giving real facts about what the pregnancy center I volunteer for actually does. From my research, this is what a lot of pregnancy centers do around the country. Many people are not fully informed on what it is that we do and therefore there is a lot of misinformation that create confusion and fear in women and men. Unfortunately many who need what these centers offer don’t reach out it because of being told false information about how we operate. The good news is the community that my center is in is starting to understand what it is that we actually do because of us reaching out to the community and educating people on what we do. The growing interest to get involved is inspirational and now more referrals being made to our center. Knowledge is truly power so please share it with others. You never know who it may come by that really needs to hear it! Click the image to watch below!
The Culture & Christ Series will return next Monday!
Well I have some exciting news to share! I have began to work with an organization called CareNet Pregnancy Services here in Kentucky. When I was pregnant with Victoria I had this growing hunger to get more involved with the pro life movement. That was God sowing in my heart desires I never thought I would want. After all, It was only a few years ago I was pro choice myself even while being Christian because of not knowing the fullness of what abortion was. I have been mentoring women in crises pregnancies for almost two months now! This was something I went fuller into detail on my channel on Rumble. I was honored to attend their banquet earlier this month for their ultrasound machine fundraising and I got to all about their efforts and future plans for the organization. God is truly doing amazing work through them.
Today I spoke for the first time at a church who humbly invited volunteers of CareNet to speak for their baby bottle campaign they are doing here in Northern Kentucky. I want to share with you my speech so you can see a small bit of the work CareNet does and also my heart concerning these things. Often I have say this will be the work of my time and the war I will happily fight. We are living in an historical moment no matter where your stance is on abortion and I hope that WordPress does not hinder me from continuing to speak freely on this issue. I say that because I have been censored and targeted by certain social media companies. I aim to only share my work and not to harass anyone. I hope this speech blesses you!
Me Attending CareNet’s Ultrasound Banquet
Good morning! I wanted to first say thank you for having me! I’m so very grateful for the opportunity to speak to you on behalf of CareNet Pregnancy Centers of Northern Kentucky
My name is Johnnatta Giles, I’m a mom of 5 and I’ve been married to my husband James Giles for almost 10 years now. I serve as a volunteer mentor to women in crisis pregnancies at CareNet Pregnancy Services in Williamstown Kentucky. I want to tell you a little about me. My mother was an addict. Yet she gave me life. When I was 3, I was put into foster care because of her neglect due to her illnesses and later adopted out of the foster care system.
I am grateful everyday that she let me go so I could one day grow up and make a life for myself. Many women face hopelessness like my mother and what I do is carry my story and give them what my mother never had. Not only do we encourage women to choose life, but we help them live abundantly. It is a humbling honor to serve them.
The lives of more than 2,300 precious babies hang in the balance every day because women and men facing an unintended pregnancy think abortion is their best option. The pro-abortion culture denies the sanctity of life and works hard to normalize abortion. They promise abortion is “safe and easy.” But in reality there is no such thing as a safe abortion. The method they push the hardest is also the easiest to get—the abortion pill.
In 2020, the abortion pill accounted for nearly 54% of all abortions. The FDA allows abortion pills to be shipped straight to home addresses in states where it’s legal. They don’t even require a physical exam, let alone that a doctor be present during the abortion. That puts women at risk.
Not long ago, a young woman who thought she was only a few weeks pregnant came to Care Net. The abortion pill is aggressively targeted to women like her—those thinking about abortion and no more than 10 weeks’ pregnant.
We thank God that she came to Care Net for an ultrasound—she was actually almost four months along.
Women and their partners need to know the truth about the humanity of their babies. They deserve to know the truth about abortion. Our greatest tool to change the mind of a mother or father at risk for abortion is the ultrasound.
Ultrasounds not only date the gestational age of the pregnancy; it also confirms the unmistakable proof of human life. Since we began offering ultrasounds in 2006, more than 1,351 babies have been saved—208 last year alone. We’re able to offer more than 100 ultrasound appointments every month. Calls to our helpline are answered live by our staff 24 hours a day.
All three of our locations—in Florence, Cold Spring and Williamstown—offer pregnancy tests, ultrasounds and education on all of their options. We follow up with material help and mentoring by trained volunteers in 21 educational programs. Last year moms and dads who desired to become great parents attended more than 2,000 parenting and education classes. Some of them break generations of poor parenting and lead their young families in entirely new, healthy directions. Glory to God!
All these life-changing services are free because people like you support pro-life efforts like the baby bottle campaign your church is participating in now.
To fight the abortion industry head-on in the marketplace, we have begun buying online advertising. Our ads are reaching more abortion-minded clients than ever, and still over 87% who see their babies by ultrasound choose life. We thank God for this success and are expanding our medical staff so more babies can be saved.
The Supreme Court could very soon rule on Roe v. Wade. This ruling could give the states back their authority to regulate abortion. Right now there are already states that can abort a child up to 9 months. The fight to save these babies’ lives and give their mothers and fathers hope will only increase.
Pregnancy centers are being targeted and vandalized ever since the supreme court draft leak. We need the support of Christian communities and churches as we continue the work that God has called us to. Saving lives. Women could potentially run from state to state to access abortion but also order the abortion pill online putting them in even more danger than ever before. We must be ready to help these women and we ask you to help us be ready!
Please pick up a baby bottle today and fill it with coins, bills or checks. Use it to start pro-life discussions with your children, too. Then return your bottles to church on your collection day. You can also give online at carenetnky.org.
As more clients come, we also need more volunteer advocates and mentors. In each bottle is a card you can return to let us know if you’d like to volunteer. If you own a business and want to stand for life by sponsoring an event, please let us know!
On behalf of Care Net’s board, staff and volunteers, and especially on behalf of those we serve, thank you for participating in this Baby Bottle Campaign. We are deeply grateful for your support. Thank you, and God bless you!
Mother’s day is the time we celebrate you. Every year you are showered with love and gifts and I wonder if you need more than just one day to be appreciated. Maybe more phone calls are your wish? Or a unexpected helping hand? Or just a chat with tea? No gift can be greater than the presences of your once tiny sweeties. My little’s are still little. They shower me with kisses and brighten my days with smiles I don’t always have to ask for. They run up to hug me out of the sheer joy of being with me. And even when I mess up, tomorrow they still love me. But some of your littles are now grown and away. On holidays you wait eagerly to see their faces. And your heart flips with joy when they receive the peck on the cheek that you’ve been waiting to give for a year long. I see you mama. I see you in every woman that I stop to chat with when she just needs an ear to hear her and a young girl to teach. Sometimes she’s she so worn out after her family has come down for just one night to enjoy her gift of making everything marvelous. After a full day she is left to clean up the mess in a once again empty home.
My heart goes out to you. I pray your children in righteousness return, just to give you a deep warm hug and sing thank you and serve you for once. I want you to know that there is a God who sees you everyday. You’ll never go unnoticed. And beautiful woman you are NEVER really alone. I heard Him once say “I see you and I know how hard you try.” He knows you too even your days that have not come and the ones that have gone by. Just know that in Him you can have rest and true appreciation. I hear you and see you all the time and if we ever meet I hope to bless you so you know that you are loved, seen, heard and known.
I hope your new year has been a whole lot better than the previous year has been. Many things are happening in our society and I feel led to speak on some of those things through the Holy Spirit in me. So I will be sharing my videos again here with you guys for anyone who want to watch, pray, and discuss these topics on my channel.
The news of Cheslie Kryst led me to making this video to all of you who may be going through something silently and alone. This could have been my headline when I was 20 years old. I just want you all to know your never alone. At the end I take a moment to pray.
My heart goes out to her grieving family and I am praying for them. WordPress no longer supports video embedding unless you pay for it. So you will have to click the photo to watch the video on Rumble. Have a great weekend!
Not too long ago I turned 33. WHOO HOO! I spent my time reflecting, breathing and being alone with my family in my favorite place, Gatlinburg Tennessee. Today I found this draft that I started a year ago but it never was finished. But sometimes it’s just not the right time. Today I finished it and I want to share it with you.
Loving All Of Me
The night has ended and as I go about my routine getting ready for bed and doing last minute chores the silence of the night has got me thinking. In the middle of a conversation with the Lord while hanging up my clothes, in my thoughts a truth has surfaced that I never really realized until that night. I have only been on this self love journey for two weeks now but man is the Lord doing a great work in me. Sometimes the discovery of these truth inside of me bring joy and more acceptance of who I really am and other times they reveal confusing sad realities.
When I was younger I struggled with anxiety and depression because of the constant abuse. Sometimes the way I would get through those episodes I would say “I am Beautiful.” I thought if I believed I was beautiful I could love myself even though no one else did. I learned at an earlier age that words were powerful. This was my way of attempting to instill something better in myself than I was getting from those in my household. But sometimes words are just words. Without the right heart they float out empty and void. Blowing to the wind and never giving life nor darkness. For how I can believe I am beautiful but not love myself? How is it that a women can undeniable believe that she is beautiful, inside and out, but hate herself at the same time?
I stop for a second. Not sure I even know this answer as I am writing it but trusting that the Holy Spirit will give me the wisdom to my sad reality. The answers points back to the why that explains the how. Why do we believe that beauty brings self acceptance and love? Because the world tells us it does from the moment we are young. How many of us dive for the new make up trends, the new way to dress, the new way to act or carry ourselves to make us believe “I love me.”. Oh yes girl I believe it! Look at how much I love me! How many of us buy the clothes that gives pieces of our bodies away in an attempt to outwardly say I am proud of my body so I am going to show it. If you got, flaunt it!
When we have done all we can to convince ourselves that we are beautiful and those things become to us what self love is, it’s just another way of hiding the fact that both inwardly and outwardly when we truly look at ourselves we do not love what we see.
Let’s stop trying to love ourselves and start doing it. Ready set break it. Break the lies, break the masks, break through the mold that you have created and let yourself stand before God, naked and true. All that you are. And He will come by and see you there, cover you with cloth, feed you with truth and then one day, you will be able to stand and to be clothed in splendor. I’m ready for that, are you?
And when I passed by you and saw you struggling in your own blood, I said to you, ‘Live!” Yes, I said to you in your blood, “Live!” I made you thrive like a plant in the field; and you grew, matured and became very beautiful. Your breast were formed and bare. When I passed by you again and looked upon you, indeed your time was the time of love, so I spread my wings over you and covered your nakedness. Yes I swore an oath to you and entered into a covenant with you and you became Mine says The Lord God. Then I washed you in water, yes, I thoroughly washed off your blood and I anointed you with oil. I clothed you in embroidered cloth and gave you sandals of badger skin. I clothed you in fine linen and covered you in silk. I adorned you with ornaments, put bracelets on your wrists, and a chain on your neck. And I put a jewel in your nose, earrings in your ears and a beautiful crown on your head. Thus you were adorned with gold and silver, and your clothing was of fine linen, silk, and embordered cloth. You ate pastry of fine flour, honey and oil. You were exceedingly beautiful and succeeded to royalty.
Ezekiel 16:6-13
Our self love journey starts with self acceptance not self worship. When we really face all that we are He will be there to build is back up again. From the inside out. This is my current reality. Something I am now facing but not sure when I will be able to truly say “I love me.” This is my season. To accept all of me so one day I can become the best in me.
They say you can’t love unless you first love yourself. But is that true? My first lesson to you is self love. You know, I loved my first born daughter before I loved myself, I loved my husband and married him because of that love before I loved myself and I loved God all my life while unknowingly withholding love for myself at the same time. Love is is such a mystery who can understand it? It can be given in a heart that is full of fear, anger and distrust. But that love is never whole. Whitney Houston said it best that the greatest love of all is learning how to love ourselves. So my ladies take a moment and write down all the good and bad that you are:
Get quiet and alone. In the mornings, evenings , on a lunch break or any quiet time
Accept the written words. Even the ones you want to one day change. Because acceptance is the start of new beginnings.
Decide to begin to love yourself more.
Everyday read what you have wrote and confess them out loud.
Take a breath and breathe in those words. Speak honest affirmations about who you are and who you want to become. because your words are powerful. What you say and think about yourself moves mountains in you and around you.
When we begin to love ourselves again so much begins to change in us and around us. Rather we realize it or not the pit of despair, negativity and self doubt eats away at our lives leaving us void of joy and shrinks us down into depression. I have came a long way but this exercise helps me get my mind back in focus with reality when my insecurities begin to creep back in. It’s still a struggle for me years after starting my own self love journey. But it was a journey worth taking.
Today’s independence day is very bitter sweet. I’m not new to patriotism like so many are today. I grew up loving my country and had deep respect for our men and women in service who fight and have fought to keep it safe. I have always thanked them for their service and I still believe to this day they are our real heroes. I thank God everyday I was born on this soil. Yes even if some of my ancestors were traded here by force because this is the greatest country on this earth and no one will ever convince me otherwise. In our infancy our founding fathers knew that. They were always trying to make changes to an imperfect society so that it could be a place of freedom for all one day. And here we are their dream realized fully free in so many ways. My generation is the most free of them all yet many of us are allowing it to be torn apart. I don’t understand the hearts of mankind sometimes.
The other day I came out to my porch and happened to look over my shoulder. I was surprised to see my flag hanging on the side of my house. Our flag has a rip in it. You can barely see it but my husband said your supposed to replace it if it does. So we put it up in the laundry room not even for one second touching the ground. We were supposed to go hunting to replace it but the flags are only now surfacing and we just forgot with everything going on in our lives. So I was surprised when I saw it hanging outside. My husband just decided to hang it up anyway. I went over to it to see if I could see the tear. Its hardly noticeable. I stood back and just looked at it. There is something powerful about that flag I can’t explain it. But for the first time in my life when I looked at that flag my heart heart. Even as I write this my tears are falling. Because just like that tear that is barely noticeable on my flag there is also a tear in this country that not enough of us is noticing. A rip that may never heal. I’m not talking about political divide. No, political division is actually what made this country great. The differing ideas and arguments created conversation and battles to change and better this country. I am talking about the spirit of our nation. There is a giant rip in the heart of it and not enough of us is trying to heal it. Its only getting worse and as many continue to ignore it our country will continue to decay. My heart is broken and its hard to celebrate with a broken heart. But as long as it is still day I will continue to love fight and pray for my country men and women. To speak out against injustice, to stand on truth and thank God for the soil my house stands on and my beautiful children run and play on. I will always love and be praying for the U.S.A.
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I truly believe that small business was one reason we thrived in this country and I wanted to be a part of not only bringing that heartbeat back but also helping women in need. My Joy In Mae Creations is getting hit hard since 2020 and although this was always a dream of mine I was scared where this may go as well. But I trust fully in the Lord and His plans for me. Instead of using the tax money to splurge, I decided to invest it in a start up business. I hear so many people complaining about the economy but I know so many that have wasted this stimulus money. I did not want to be a hypocrite and I wanted to be one of the ones who tried to help my country while also providing for my family.
So on June 4th the birthday of our heaven homed daughter Shiloh Shalom Giles, I opened Victoria’s Chest. With purpose in my heart and a hunger to build something with my daughters and give back to women, this store was born. It’s home based and run fully by me, my daughters and with the occasional help of my husband. So here it is, my dream coming true and my heart is in it everyday along with my daughters. Behind the scenes I see their excitement in preparing items for shipping and working hard with their mom. We got our first order a few days ago and they lit up with so much joy! I can’t described the love I have for this store. The proof is in the name that came from my newborn daughter Victoria and my daughter Shiloh with the Shiloh Collection. Every time I watch our first promotional video filmed with my husband the end always brings me to tears. I am so proud of myself and so proud of the work I put into this. My only hope is that God would bless it so that it can bless many women and their babies as well.
If you would like to support us we would much appreciate. We have been having a hard time getting found on social media as a prolife business so please share with your friends and family. We are adding products slowly but we already have a decent collection just to start.
Since the moment I decided to have a third child after loosing my second there has been a whispering that could only be from the pit of hell. “Why would you want anymore children?” “I understand but that’s just too much kids.” “Your so brave I couldn’t do it!” These words did not come from a demon but out of the mouths of people that, if it were not for their parents they would not be here. It is those who are alive that seem to have such negative views about life. It amazes me how they can’t see the irony in this.
I am not brave. I am not a hero for wanting to have a big family. I was actually the opposite. I was not mothered or fathered. I wanted a huge family as a child but I had no idea how much the trauma of abuse and abandonment would one day affect me. Once I found out I thought to myself there is no way I could mother more than one child. How could I have the patience and with my mental illnesses, how could I do this? Once I had went through my first traumatic birth experience, I had decided I would have no more kids. I was full of fear and back then fear is what guided a lot of my life choices. But then like always the one who knows me best brought me across women who had large families. Women full of peace, love and gratitude for their children. God knows my heart and He knows that sometimes I need to see to hear and then come to understanding.
What people don’t know is that with each child I have had there is a story. A story of God’s faithfulness to me. His love for me. How He has delivered me and how He has made me. Without them my story would be different. It has been God’s will that I have these children because it has been through their conceptions, pregnancies, births and raising that He made me the woman I am still becoming. When I look at each of them I see me through them. And so when someone has the audacity to tell me or say to me selfish things about me having children, I feel bad for them.. Because it is then I realize that there is something so sad, dark and lonely that lives in them to have such negative views about children. And let me be real I am a feisty woman and sometimes it angers me. Because of the simple fact that they don’t know my story. They have no idea the pain, the heartbreak and rising from the ashes stories of each of those little children I have given birth to. They are my heart. Not one born on accident or by chance. But hand picked, chosen and named by the Father of all creation. They were created and born on purpose with purpose.
My full satisfaction was in Him and is in Him alone. And because He is so faithful to me I have never felt more victorious than I do right now from walking through this past pregnancy. The names of my daughter come from two great queens of whom I have admired for their tenacity and their resilience in their respective times. Through this sweet girl I have in so many ways become a stronger women in heart, mind and spirit and I have learned the simplicity of the love of God on a whole new level. Every year that passes He finds ways to raise me up and show me truly how fierce and amazing I really am. As a women, as a wife, as a mother and as a daughter of His.
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