I admire you, really. 13 Children!!! How do you doy for give them all?

I’m young, I’m only 29 years old, and I’m going to get married on june next year. I wan to be a mother, but at the same time I’m afraid.
I know that I’m going to stop to live my life, for live the life of my children.

Thanks to you and your family I saw that is all posible.

Milions of kisses from Spain to 15 beautiful persons!

In this video he talks about trying to imitate Jesus. I think we can all learn something from him. He seemed like a kind and giving soul. Let’s not forget he had a lot of money hungry people around him his whole life.

He has also given more money to charity than any pop star or most stars ever forthat matter. Most of his songs have good positive lyrics i.e. Heal the World , We are the world. man in te mirror, black and white, etc..

Much of what has been shown about Michael Jackson is terrible misinformation and there is no surprise to that. Our nation’s media will set aside truth and kindness for sensationalism and innuendo. These things bring great ratings. I must tell you that Michael Jackson knew love. And he gave Agape Love which was the foundation for his great humanitarian work. This is the side of Michael the press has failed thus far to show but it is a side to him that friends, family, and fans always knew.

Michael Jackson was the eighth of Joseph and Katherine Jackson’s ten children. His brother Marlon had a twin who only lived for a day. Katherine became a devout Jehovah’s Witness shortly before Michael was born so he had been raised in the faith and never truly left it.

It was through his mother’s example that Michael first learned about Agape Love and selfless giving. He shared a story in his 1988 autobiography Moonwalk of a time when–in the middle of winter–a man went door to door in their Gary, Indiana neighborhood looking for help. He was bleeding badly. No one would let him into their homes. When he found his way to the Jackson home, Katherine Jackson let him in and gave him the help he needed. That is only a small example of the kind of mother that raised Michael Jackson.

As an adult, Michael frequently read the Bible, was constantly praying–even over the teeniest things–and did his very best at understanding and living the teachings of Jesus Christ. Michael took to heart what Jesus said about humbling oneself to that of a child. He would say that he wasn’t perfect at it. Sometimes his efforts could go terribly wrong, but the standard of living Jesus laid before us was always his goal.

Michael Jackson always gave God the glory in everything he did. He always said he was not the creator of his art but that God was the creator and he was merely a vessel. Michael was never shy about his faith in God. Michael’s friend and vocal coach Seth Riggs recently shared this:

“You know, there was one moment. I was playing a piano, and he (Michael) was standing next to me. All of a sudden, he stretched his hands, looking upwards. It seemed to me that it was very important to him. That’s why I left the room and switched the light off. After half an hour I came back to the room. He was whispering: “Thank you for my talent. Thank you for everything I’ve got. Thank you for all the people who love me. Tell me what I should do, and I’ll do it.” It seemed to me that it was the moment of his communication with God.”

Michael had a strong spiritual foundation bestowed upon him by his mother. It is this foundation that has brought him through all 50 sometimes rough and sometimes wonderful years.

Shmuley Boteach was never Michael’s spiritual advisor. If that title can be bestowed upon any human, it would be Michael’s mother. There are many things Shmuley has said recently that don’t quite coincide with his view of Jackson when they spent time together. Of course this depends on which article you read or which of his interviews you watch. But I do remember this. He said watching how Michael treated his children; and even watching how Michael treated Shmuley’s children, made Shmuley strive to be a better father. That, I must say, is probably the sweetest gift anyone can give you–even if it was inadvertent. Michael–in turn–opened his heart to gifts Shmuley gave.

At the time they knew one another and spent time in each other’s company–which was many years ago–Jackson was coming to terms with something major and he was quite open about it even before he met Shmuley. For years, Jackson had been feeling great animosity towards his father whom he felt did not really love him outside of his gift as an entertainer.

Joseph Jackson was not an outwardly emotional or affectionate man. He wasn’t one to hug or kiss his children or bestow large amounts of praise for even their smallest achievements. Michael was desperate for his approval and never felt he really got it.

Then Michael became a father. And because of this, he began to slowly re-build a relationship with his own father. At Shmuley’s urging, Michael wrote a heartfelt speech he gave at Oxford University and an article for belief.net called My Childhood, My Sabbath, My Freedom. (It’s still there, check it out!) This was Michael Jackson in his own words about his relationship with God and (in the Oxford speech) with his father and his way towards understanding the man behind that tough exterior.

His father was a Black man, raised in the South, during the depression. No need to even explain what that must have been like. Joseph Jackson’s father had been a schoolteacher and was rather strict and inwardly emotional–in his way, this was to make his son tough in a world that was not going to be kind to him. Joseph Jackson passed this onto his children. And good that he did given all the Jacksons’ have had to endure and in front of the whole world.

Michael Jackson talked about finding a soft spot for his father amist all the anger he had been feeling towards him. (One memory he held dear was of his father picking him up and putting him on a pony.) He found ways in which his father showed love and found a way to rebuild their relationship in time for his greatest test of his will and his faith. His 2005 trial.

The people speaking so carelessly now about Michael Jackson and how they tried to save him and this, that, and the other, were not in the courtroom every day with Michael Jackson, praying with him and for him. His family and his friends and God were there. Many of his fans were there out of genuine support not just for a musician, but for a man whose selfless humanitarianism, messages of peace and love, and steadfast spirituality touched their lives. Whatever Michael felt was missing back in 1999, he got back ten-fold in 2005. Michael Jackson knew love.

Shmuley never hinted in the past that Michael Jackson had a problem with prescription drugs although it would not have been much of a surprise. Michael admitted years before meeting Shmuley to struggling with prescription medication addiction. Jackson did not suffer from “phantom illnesses” but well documented, medical conditions for most of his life: Vitiligo, Lupus, conditions related to pluerisy, and chronic pain from injuries he suffered in the 80s (hair catching fire) and the 90s. (back injury) It was for this reason he was taking medicine prescribed to him. Stress and emotional turmoil stemming from stones thrown at a sensitive soul caused flare ups of said conditions which undoubtedly leads to taking more medicine.

Throughout the years, Michael worked at freeing himself from science medicine–even trying natural, alternative solutions to his ailments. God’s medicine as he once called it. As anyone with an addiction to prescriptions know the journey to freedom can be a long one with highs and lows along the way. Michael never really wanted anyone to see him in pain.

I grow increasingly skeptical of those like the Rabbi who have taken it upon themselves to paint Jackson as a hopeless drug abuser using pain meds to function. Again, that picture brings more attention and ratings and keeps the focus on Jackson where instead we should be taking to task a culture of doctors that are over-medicating us all. But what is more troubling is that autopsy results (there were two) have yet to be released. They simply do not know how he died and even refuse to accept that maybe–just maybe–God called him and Michael–despite an upcoming concert; despite three beautiful children–obediently answered. No matter what the results of the autopsies show, that is the one fact we can be sure of.

Rev. Al Sharpton said the only tragedy about Michael’s death is that those that loved him are all here feeling the loss. For Michael, his life and his death is not a tragedy. When one has God in his life–and can praise him when times are good and when they are bad–it is not a tragedy. When at death, one has been loved and has given love, it is not a tragedy. Michael’s life was triumphant in that despite everything, he never ceased his love for humanity.

And more importantly, his love for God.

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