In the name of God, here's looking forward to a single, unified Orthodox Church of the United States.

Friday, December 19, 2008

Yay winter! 13" of snow and climbing! =D

Yay Christmas Break!

Yay EJ coming home tomorrow (today, if we're lucky and the weather doesn't shut down the airports)!

*does a happy dance*

Friday, December 12, 2008

Wow, an excellent post on women in the military.
I do not condemn my sisters in Christ who serve in the military, but I do ask them to examine themselves and the role God has created for them ... and to leave the feminist lies behind.
I believe the Coffee Catholic wrote this article, even though she didn't sign her name. If my suspicions are correct, then this woman knows what she's talking about. Indeed, the article lines up pretty well with what little I've seen since EJ joined the Marines: Almost everyone is very nice with a good work ethic, but dig just a little and the sexual depravity to be uncovered is ... startling ... and it's just expected.

Thursday, December 11, 2008

EJ just bought us our new car insurance.


For serious: joint bank accounts, same car insurance, same cell phone plans....

It's like we're married or something...

I dare you to watch this without crying

I love little snippets like this. It's so wonderful in a bittersweet kind of way.

Only 36 seconds long, but it got me without even trying. *smiles quiveringly*

Thanks to Katie.

Tuesday, December 9, 2008

But they won't let the 10 commandments in...

Crown Rallies Against Atheist Sign

Actually, I shouldn't jump to conclusions. I know nothing more about this than what the article has told me. Heck, the 10 commandments could be standing tall and proud next to the atheist signage - I highly doubt it, however.

If they're going to remove one religion from the courts, they need to remove all - including the religion of humanism embraced by so many atheists. Except...

You can't remove all religions. Do you see what is happening before our very eyes? Nothing can exist in a vacuum - as soon as one goes, another comes to take its place. That's the way of humanity. In our case, humanism has taken the place of Christianity. Quite honestly, that's scary. It opens the way for abortion, euthanasia, and all those marvelous things that eugenicists love for the sake of "creating a better world" - oh wait - that's not coming, it's already here.

You can't remove religion from justice...justice is all about religion, and the humanistic religion leaves us with nothing but a hollow shell of morality, subject to the smallest change in the Winds of Opinion.

EDIT: Haha, wow, sometimes I have to eat my words. Turns out, the sign was placed right next to a Nativity.

In that case, I say fire away! After all, there's no better way to ingratiate yourself with the local community than by spreading hatred and discord. =D

Friday, December 5, 2008

Subconsciouses are weird

As much as I don't want to make this a political blog, sometimes I will break my own rules (I know I've done this in the past already).

I had the strangest dream last night - proof that, no matter how pessimistic I am on the outside, my subconscious still allows me moments of hope.
I was a dancer for a company (the dancer part is really strange... a long-forgotten desire?) and I was supposed to be part of the fanfare introducing the new leader for an important organization (love the ambiguity here).

So, there I was standing outside the doors, no idea who was supposed to come through them, when the announcer begins his introduction. At his words, I begin my dance and, while I'm turning about, I can see the man's face before everyone else - my heart plummets.

"Ladies and Gentlemen! I give you your new representative: Barack Obama!!"

I continue my dancing for a few more moments, determined to make the best of things, only to realize that the music has stopped and the entire audience has fallen silent. I try to gracefully end my steps while my face flushes in embarrassment for Obama (I get easily embarrassed for other people), who is also trying to save face. I begin to dutifully strike my palms together over and over again and, for a moment, I'm the only one. Then, then audience begins to follow suit, but it is a mechanical clap - there is no joy to be seen on anyone's face - and the silence quickly resumes. Clearly, he was not the man they wanted.
A girl can dream - literally. I'm not going to deprive myself of every little hope, even though the world lets you down far less when you don't expect anything good of it.

Wednesday, December 3, 2008

November 26, 2008

Coming hard on the heals of my last post, this one will probably seem disjointed, but what I'm about to write actually occurred exactly one week ago.

I eloped.

That's right, I've covenanted with God and with EJ to be his wife until death takes one or both of us - and I mean it. =)

Blind, unadulterated hatred and rage - the rage of the impotent; I am powerless to stop the evil being lauded and praised as good running rampant around me.

I am tired of playing by their rules.

I am so frightened of the consequences.

Words cannot describe how badly I want them to suffer as they have caused, and are causing, others to suffer.

Even the plank in my eye cannot hide the ship's mast in their own.

Righteous anger - I have no idea if this is what I am feeling right now. I hold no love for these people. Jesus said to love your enemies, yet more and more I find myself giving into my hatred, giving into my passions, wanting to punish them violently, because they are so smug and arrogant. I want them to fear...

... me?

... God?

Whom do I really want them to fear?

This is of the devil. I am supposed to love them. I am supposed to pray for them. I am supposed to pray with all my heart that they will repent - I don't believe for an instant that will actually happen, so I don't.

God, help my unbelief and forgive me my sins, even though I can't forgive those who sin against You and humanity.

I deserve forgiveness even less than those I hate. God, I am the lowest of the low.

Sunday, November 30, 2008

Friday, November 21, 2008

I love your blogs...but please!

AAARGH!!! People! Why do so many of you seem to be jumping on the bandwagon and adding the little gadget on your side bars that automatically starts playing your favorite song(s) whenever the hapless reader scrolls by????


It is annoying and distracting to have the same song play every single time we open your page, especially if it doesn't happen to be the reader's favorite style of music. I ask this only to help you, because I love you: TURN THEM OFF, PLEASE!!

I needed this

haha. Amy posted this quiz on her site and, when I took it, I wasn't even trying to get the results that I did; I just attempted to answer as honestly as possible. =P

Your [Belief-O-Matic] Results

The top score on the list below represents the faith that Belief-O-Matic, in its less than infinite wisdom, thinks most closely matches your beliefs. However, even a score of 100% does not mean that your views are all shared by this faith, or vice versa.

Belief-O-Matic then lists another 26 faiths in order of how much they have in common with your professed beliefs. The higher a faith appears on this list, the more closely it aligns with your thinking.

1. Eastern Orthodox (100%)
2. Roman Catholic (100%)
3. Mainline to Conservative Christian/Protestant (85%)
4. Seventh Day Adventist (78%)
5. Orthodox Quaker (69%)
6. Orthodox Judaism (62%)
7. Hinduism (61%)
8. Islam (54%)
9. Mainline to Liberal Christian Protestants (51%)
10. Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints (Mormons) (48%)
11. Jehovah's Witness (45%)
12. Sikhism (40%)
13. Baha'i Faith (34%)
14. Jainism (31%)
15. Liberal Quakers (31%)
16. Mahayana Buddhism (25%)
17. Theravada Buddhism (25%)
18. Unitarian Universalism (23%)
19. Reform Judaism (23%)
20. Christian Science (Church of Christ, Scientist) (21%)
21. Nontheist (16%)
22. New Thought (15%)
23. Scientology (15%)
24. Neo-Pagan (13%)
25. New Age (7%)
26. Taoism (7%)
27. Secular Humanism (6%)

This could be a good thing. Yesterday I felt drained, as though I'd over-analyzed my beliefs right back into Protestantism. I wondered just how much I actually believed in the precepts of the Orthodox Church vs. how much I was simply enchanted with the "exotic-ness" of it all.

Granted, I'm not going to let an internet quiz decide the fate of my eternal soul, but, still, it's encouraging. =)

EDIT: After reading the site's brief overview of Orthodoxy, I'm not so sure they understand the faith very well. That's less than encouraging for my results.
A relatively short, yet stirringly powerful post by Ann Voskamp for mothers on performing the work of the King:

Strange Disappearance

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Taking the Plunge

I told my mom today about my decision to (most likely) convert to Orthodoxy. She didn't freak out, thankfully. She said that she understands it's my decision and wasn't going to try to stop me; she just wanted to make sure that I still believed in Christ's sacrifice on the cross and accepted Him as my savior. She did ask, though, why I don't simply convert to Catholicism, since that would send my extended family into paroxysms of joy (all of my extended family, on both sides, are Catholic and my mom was raised as such) and I said there are just too many doctrines in Catholicism with which I can't agree. Granted, there are many things in Catholicism that I now see the truth of - just from an Orthodox perspective. She doesn't know much about Orthodoxy (hence the Catholicism question), but, then again, neither did I until a few months ago. This will be an excellent opportunity to share with her some of the things I've learned. =)

I hope I haven't offended anyone. I always fail spectacularly when I try to write even a few sentences about why I believe what I believe. St. Peter help me.

More of a Recommendation than a Review

If you haven't read the book Revival & Revivalism: The Making and Marring of American Evangelicalism 1750-1858 by Iain H. Murray, do it - now.

I mentioned in an earlier post that I'm researching the lives of three of the heaviest hitters of the Second Great Awakening, Asahel Nettleton, Lyman Beecher, and Charles Grandison Finney, and this was one of the books I picked up for it. I was expecting another scholarly tome expounding upon the details of each man's journey through life and his accomplishments and disagreements therein (much like the paper I'm trying to write =P) and wow, I was kind of blown away. This book is excellently researched and is easy to read. Yes, it is over 400 pages long, but it's worth it (I wasn't able to read it all the way through due to the time crunch I'm under, but, after this paper is turned in, I'll be retaining it to give it a thorough second-time over).

Here's the inside flap for a description of what it's about:
Marrying careful historical research to popular and relevant presentation, Revival and Revivalism traces the spiritually epoch-making events of the eighteenth and nineteenth centuries through the eyes of those who lived at their centre.
Fundamental to the book's thesis is a rejection of the frequent identification of 'revival' with 'revivalism'. The author demonstrates that a common understanding of the New Testament idea of revival was prevalent in most denominations throughout the period 1750-1858. Revivalism, on the other hand, is different both in its origin and in its tendencies. Its ethos is man-centered and its methods too close to the manipulative to require a supernatural explanation.
Iain Murray argues that an inability to recognise this distinction has led many to ignore the new and different teaching on evangelism and revival which began to be popularised in the 1820s. While the case aginst that teaching was argued almost universally by the leaders of the Second Great Awakening, their testimony was submerged beneath propaganda which promised a 'new era' if only the churches would abandon the older ways.
Finney espoused the new style of revivalism while Nettleton and, to a lesser extent, Beecher rejected it. I'm no Calvinist, but there's no denying that the latter two knew the difference between a genuine revival that would result in lasting conversions of souls and a manipulative, 'forced' revival that was pleasing for an hour and then passed away into eternity.

Again, I highly, highly recommend it.

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

I want to know that I'm doing this for the right reasons. Am I pursuing Orthodoxy because it is exotic and unfamiliar? Will my interest cease once it has become routine? I find that, after much struggle, I am able to accept and embrace many of the Orthodox teachings that differ from protestant ones, such as the Eucharist and saints (I feel a particular connection with St. Monica, mother of St. Augustine).

I don't want to embark on this journey alone. I want EJ to want it, too. I want to discover Christ's church with him.

My decision will create yet more waves. There is so much drama in my family right now and it's mostly because of me. I'm tired of trying to explain everything I believe and do to a group of people who won't accept it (there's more to this than just the headcovering issue I've mentioned in the past.)

Right now I'm emotionally drained and spiritually whirling. I need Christ's power to settle over everything.

Sunday, November 16, 2008

I'm researching three of the most famous revivalists of the Second Great Awakening for a paper in my "Founding of the American Republic" class, one of whom is Asahel Nettleton. His 1854 biography by Bennet Tyler and Andrew Bonar contains this gem that I just had to share:

"Being accosted by a Universalist, who wished to engage in a discussion on the doctrine of future punishment, [Dr. Nettleton] said to him: "I will not enter into any dispute with you at present; but I should be pleased to have you state to me your views, that I may have them to think of." The man accordingly informed him, that, in his opinion, mankind received all their punishment in this life, and that all would be happy after death. Dr. Nettleton then asked him to explain certain passages of Scriture, -- such as the account of a future judgment in the 25th chapter of Matthew, and some others; merely suggesting difficulties for him to solve, without calling in question any of his positions. After taxing his ingenuity for some time in this way, and thus giving him opportunity to perceive the difficulty of reconciling his doctrine with the language of inspiration, he said to him: "You believe, I presume, the account given by Moses of the deluge, and of the destruction of Sodom and Gomorrah?" -- "Certainly," he replied.

"It seems, then," said Dr. Nettleton, "that the world became exceedingly corrupt, and God determined to destroy it by a deluge of water. He revealed His purpose to Noah, and directed him to prepare an ark, in which he and his family might be saved. Noah believed God, and prepared the ark. Meanwhile, he was a preacher of righteousness. He warned the wicked around him of their danger, and exhorted them to prepare to meet their God. But his warnings were disregarded. They, doubtless, flattered themselves that God was too good a being thus to destroy His creatures. But, notwithstanding their unbelief, the flood came, and, if your doctrine is true, swept them all up to heaven. And what became of Noah, that faithful servant of God? He was tossed to and fro on the waters, and was doomed to trials and sufferings for three hundred and fifty years longer in this evil world; whereas, if he had been wicked enough, he might have gone to heaven with the rest.

"And there were the cities of Sodom and Gomorrah, which had become so corrupt that God determined to destroy them by a tempest of fire. He revealed His purpose to Lot, and directed him and his family to make their escape. 'And Lot went out and spake to his sons-in-law, saying, Up! get ye out of this place, for the Lord will destroy this city. But he seemed as one that mocked to his sons-in-law.' They did not believe that any such doom was impending. They, doubtless, flattered themselves that God was too good a being to burn up His creatures. But no sooner had Lot made his escape, than it rained fire and brimstone from the Lord out of Heaven, and they all, it seems, ascended to heaven in a chariot of fire; while pious Lot was left to wander in the mountains and to suffer many grievous afflictions in this vale or tears; whereas, if he had been wicked enough, he might have gone to heaven with the rest." After making this statement, he requested the man to reflect on these things, and bade him an affectionate adieu."


If I'm violating any copyright laws, please, let me know and I'll remove this immediately. I'm not trying to do anything illegal!

Saturday, November 15, 2008

St. Thomas Aquinas and Abortion

This is very touching story of redemption and a wonderful example of how God can work in people's lives even without the help of anyone "witnessing" to them.

Serbian Abortionist Who Aborted 48,000 Babies Become Pro-Life Activist

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Posting binge today. =)

This is part of a sermon by John Wesley found on Voddie Baucham's blog:

13. Let it be remembered, that I do not speak to the wild, giddy, thoughtless world, but to those that fear God. I ask, then, for what end do you send you children to school? “Why, that they may be fit to live in the world.” In which world do you mean, — this or the next? Perhaps you thought of this world only; and had forgot that there is a world to come; yea, and one that will last for ever! Pray take this into your account, and send them to such masters as will keep it always before their eyes. Otherwise, to send them to school (permit me to speak plainly) is little better than sending them to the devil. At all events, then, send your boys, if you have any concern for their souls, not to any of the large public schools, (for they are nurseries of all manner of wickedness,) but private school, kept by some pious man, who endeavours to instruct a small number of children in religion and learning together.

14. “But what shall I do with my girls?” By no means send them to a large boarding-school. In these seminaries too the children teach one another pride, vanity, affectation, intrigue, artifice, and, in short, everything which a Christian woman ought not to learn. Suppose a girl were well inclined, yet what would she do in a crowd of children, not one of whom has any thought of saving her soul in such company? especially as their whole conversation points another way, and turns upon things which one would wish she would never think of. I never yet knew a pious, sensible woman that had been bred at a large boarding-school, who did not aver, one might as well send a young maid to be bred in Drury-Lane.

15. “But where, then, shall I send my girls?” If you cannot breed them up yourself, (as my mother did, who bred up seven daughters to years of maturity,) send them to some mistress that truly fears God; one whose life is a pattern to her scholars, and who has only so many that she can watch over each as one that must give account to God. Forty years ago I did not know such a mistress in England; but you may now find several; you may find such a mistress, and such a school, at Highgate, at Deptford, near Bristol, in Chester, or near Leeds.

16. We may suppose your sons have now been long enough at school, and you are thinking of some business for them. Before you determine anything on this head, see that your eye be single. Is it so? Is it you view to please God herein? It is well if you take him into your account! But surely, if you love or fear God yourself, this will be your first consideration, — “In what business will your son be most likely to love and serve God? In what employment will he have the greatest advantage for laying up treasure in heaven?” I have been shocked above measure in observing how little this is attended to, even by pious parents! Even these consider only how he may get most money; not how he may get most holiness! Even these, upon this glorious motive, send him to a heathen master, and into family where there is not the very form, much less the power of religion! Upon this motive they fix him in a business which will necessarily expose him to such temptations as will leave him not a probability, if a possibility, of serving God. O savage parents! unnatural, diabolical cruelty. — if you believe there is another world.

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Rock on

Found at Free To Cover:

I've actually been very, very lax with wearing a headcovering of some kind to church the past few weeks. I've been wanting to blog about it - but at the same time didn't want to admit that I have outright failed in this area of my religious walk. Pray God that He pushes away my inner demons who would place this stumbling block in my path.

As for the clothing links given in the video, I have to say, I'm not a big fan of Christa Taylor or Layers. I know some ladies love them, but it's just not my style. I identify more with the Russian models dispersed throughout the video (they were the tall, skinny ladies usually shown in groups of three or four with gorgeous scarves on their heads). Actually, when the article appeared about the "modest fashion show" sponsored by Russian Orthodox churches, I saved nearly all the pictures to use later for outfit inspiration (not that I'd only dress in the colors of the liturgical year, but I like the simpler lines).


Yay... -_-

Communist Party Ecstatic Over '08 Election Results

I don't want to be the blog of gloom and doom. In fact, just last night as I was laying in bed I finally realized that "liberty," as people keep railing about, is not a God given right. God is above "liberty" and above "oppression." They apply only to our earthy bodies, and, while those two concepts are both very real and should not be ignored, this earth, along with its various political and religious systems, is not our home. If the Communists decide to take over tomorrow and subject all of us Christians to inhuman torture, we Paul says we should submit to it with songs and rejoicing - because what they are doing affects only our bodies, not our soul. (Granted, that is, of course, far more easily said than done. I'm the worst offender at times for saying one thing then having the hardest time putting it into practice. =P)

But the thoughts Christ put into my head last night were so comforting. We are not to worry and ponder and wonder at what might have been. Follow after Christ, neglecting nothing in His service, and then let Him worry about the world.

Preserving Peace of Soul

Friday, November 7, 2008

Feminism and Karl Marx

I've been randomly looking up anti-feminist blogs over the past couple of days (because, as I've stated before, I'm kind of addicted to them) and I came across this one. By focusing on one specific ethnicity, the author is able to all the more clearly explain the destructive communist, and downright evil, forces at work in the modern feminist movement.

In particular, I was drawn to his most recent post. It's an excellent expose of the link between actual communism and the feminist ideology. I wish the author had included sources, but, if everything he says is true, then everyone who hates the reds ought to be up in arms against these women. And if what he writes isn't enough to at least make you think twice about the movement everyone seems to have embraced with little or no forethought, just read the very last comment to the post. It's a long one, but it is an amazing firsthand account of a woman from India describing how feminism is now working its way into the very fabric of society in east Asia.

Thursday, November 6, 2008

I've often wondered if the statue dreamed by the king in the book of Daniel has been misinterpreted by Biblical translators. I'm not saying Daniel was wrong, but, in any Bible I open, the headings above the various chapters and sections give specific countries according the the parts of the statue, but then I wonder if we're maybe jumping the gun. Before I realized such headings existed, I always thought the feet of clay and iron represented America. After all, we're powerful (though that's waning), we're clearly divided, we're in the last days, etc. But the Bible I'm reading says the feet represented Rome. In such an ambiguous interpretation about an ambiguous dream, how can anyone be certain?

Yes, I realize I'm no scholar, I also realize those who are scholars have pondered over and wrestled with this issue. Still, I want to know: How do you know?

Pres. HopeChange

Well, it's over now, thankfully. I didn't trust myself to make a coherent, Christian post yesterday, since I was fighting wave after wave of vitriolic, decidedly un-Christian hatred for this country most of the day. Thankfully, the Lord has given me grace enough to calm my passions and begin looking forward at what this means for all of us who are in the world but not of the world.

I spoke to my mom in the morning yesterday, close to tears, only half-jokingly asking her to buy me a handgun for Christmas since I knew they'd soon be illegal, and she wisely told me to calm the heck down. "Christians," she said, "have never known persecution in this country and, now that we have a president who is against what we stand for, we are shaking in our boots. God raises up kings and He subdues them. Nothing happens without the help of His hands." She put me to shame (in the good, helpful way) and forced me to realize that it's easy to talk the talk, but it's a whole different story when it comes to walking the walk.

Late last night, I was wondering for the umpteenth time just what I can do to further the Kingdom of Christ. I am a coward and can barely answer normal questions about my faith, let alone engage in a debate of some kind. Then God hit me: I can pray.Even if I can do nothing else, I can pray.

Praise Jesus.


From an Orthodox blog in China (I haven't read more than the first few posts, so I can't vouch for the rest of it):

“How captive are we, we fallen children, to the pleasures and passions that rule our lives. How we treasure the chains which imprison us, bestowing upon them garlands and wreathes, adorning them as friends. We sit bound by our desires, a lamentable state, yet we rejoice, for our eyes are shut fast; and as in a dream we see our confinement as freedom, our chains as wings.”

Monday, November 3, 2008

Yay! Vox Day endorsed my chosen candidate!

Vote Your Values

He brings up one of the reservations I had about Chuck Baldwin - namely, his party's support for the War on Drugs - but, that was one thing I was willing to compromise on since it didn't force me to vote against religious convictions per se, even though I knew the federal government had no right to be conducting this "war" in the first place. Nobody's perfect, least of all a politician.
I freaking love Vox Day's blog.

A Flock of C Gulls

(I make no guarantees for the language of the commentors.)

Sunday, November 2, 2008

Food for Thought

Hmm, instead of placing our hope for change in what the next presidential candidate has or has not promised to do, hows about we all realize that politics can't hold a candle to the power of God's people on their knees with empty stomachs and broken hearts.

(11) "The LORD utters His voice before His army; surely His camp is very great, for strong is he who carries out His word. The day of the LORD is indeed great and very awesome, and who can endure it? (12) "Yet even now," declares the LORD, "Return to Me with all your heart, and with fasting, weeping and mourning; (13) and rend your heart and not your garments." Now return to the LORD your God, for He is gracious and compassionate, slow to anger, abounding in lovingkindness and relenting of evil. (14) Who knows whether He will not turn and relent and leave a blessing behind Him, even a grain offering and a drink offering for the LORD your God? (15) Blow a trumpet in Zion, consecrate a fast, proclaim a solemn assembly, (16) gather the people, sanctify the congregation, assemble the elders, gather the children and the nursing infants. Let the bridegroom come out of his room and the bride out of her bridal chamber. (17) Let the priests, the LORD's ministers, weep between the porch and the altar, and let them say, "Spare Your people, O Lord, and do not make Your inheritance a reproach, a byword among the nations, why should they among the peoples say, 'Where is their God?'" (18) Then the LORD will be zealous for His land and will have pity on His people. ~Joel 2:11-18

Friday, October 31, 2008

A terrible thing happened on the way to the lunchroom

I'm so lazy. I'm so mean to those I find different. Where is Jesus in me? Why can't I look at someone everyone else considers "a bit off" and see a fellow brother or sister in Christ instead of whatever imperfections they carry with them? How can I seek to go further in my walk with Christ when I can't even like "the odd ones", let alone love them?

I'm an odd one myself. I'm one everyone else ignores. So why do I feel I'm justified in conspicuously ignoring others?

Jesus, help me to see each person through Your eyes and with Your love. Help me mortify my own flesh so, with it, I can reach out to others with humility and mercy.

Beat me down, Lord.

Sunday, October 26, 2008

Politically Uncorrect

I'm for the low man on the totem pole
And I'm for the underdog God bless his soul
And I'm for the guys still pulling third shift
And the single mom raisin' her kids
I'm for the preachers who stay on their knees
And I'm for the sinner who finally believes
And I'm for the farmer with dirt on his hands
And the soldiers who fight for this land

And I'm for the Bible and I'm for the flag
And I'm for the working man, me and ol' hag
I'm just one of many
Who can't get no respect
Politically uncorrect

I guess my opinion is all out of style
Aw, but don't get me started cause I can get riled
And I'll make a fight for the forefathers plan
And the world already knows where I stand

And I'm for the Bible and I'm for the flag
And I'm for the working man, me and ol' hag
I'm just one of many
Who can't get no respect
Politically uncorrect

Nothing wrong with the Bible, nothing wrong with the flag
Nothing wrong with the working man, me, & ol' hag
We're just some of many who can't get no respect
Politically uncorrect
Politically uncorrect

~by Gretchen Wilson and Merle Haggard

Saturday, October 25, 2008

Knife Crimes

It takes a lot to get me riled up, but weapons rights is one thing that'll do it.

I already knew campaigns were underway to "combat knife crimes" in England, but actually hearing that there are people out there who want to ban knives as they did guns! I suppose I shouldn't be surprised. After all, if you make it only slightly harder for thugs to get a gun, they'll turn to the next available weapon. Once knives are banned (and I'll be interested to see just how that will go down), they'll move onto the next lower way to kill people.

Pop Star Katy Perry Under Fire for Posing with a Knife

"There is nothing glamorous about knives - they wreck families." - Richard Taylor, the anti-knife campaigner and father of Damilola Taylor, who was stabbed to death in London in 2000.

They wreck families?!? I am absolutely not trying to downplay this man's tragedy, but he lost his child due to a criminal who had no respect for human life. Whether that person was carrying a gun, a knife, a rock, or a club, that criminal is the one to blame, not the weapon of choice.

It can go either way, weapons can protect and they can destroy - it all depends on the person in who's hands they rest and, since criminals don't, by definition, care about the law, it stands to reason that no law made by men will keep the most determined of them from their intended objective. They will find a way to carry it out even if the only things available are sticks. And taking away legitimate means of defense from those who do respect the law only makes it easier for those who don't.

Besides, we already have a detailed and ongoing study of a society in which all weapons are banned. It's called prison...
(With thanks to Vox Day)

Friday, October 24, 2008

Thursday, October 23, 2008

How's this for creative?

I pray someday to have oodles of children to be dirty, ingenious, and wonderful. =)


So this blog has kind of turned into just a place to dump whatever little things bug or interest me. I hope it doesn't stay that way, but, right now, I really don't have the time to do anything else.

So, for the sake of simplicity, why don't y'all stick around get to know me better. =)


What is your salad dressing of choice?
French or Italian

What is your favorite sit-down restaurant?
I'd tell you, but then I'd have to kill you.

What food could you eat every day for two weeks and not get sick of?
Apparently, the "eggs" served for breakfast every day here at school. I don't know if it's the fact that they're not real eggs or what, but I've been eating those suckers since the first day back and there have only been one or two times when I simply could not put them on my plate.

What are your pizza toppings of choice?
Pepperoni, mushrooms, pineapple, and barbecue chicken - not all at the same time.

What do you like to put on your toast?
'Ere we 'ave a seemple slice ohf whole wheat toast, yees? First, we spread zee buttehr niiiice and smoooothly, zehn we spreenkehl zee ceenehmon reeeeally finely, and last, we deeg into zee sugehr bowl and dump two spoonfulls onto zee bread. Enjoy, yees?


What is the wallpaper on your computer?
Right now it's a mother giraffe nuzzling her baby with closed eyes. A few days ago it was the TINIEST LITTLE CHIHUAHA you ever did see!

How many televisions are in your house?
At my 'permanent' home, there are 4; here at school I have one - though I think it's going to die soon.

What color cell phone do you have?
Black with Silver Trim


Are you right-handed or left-handed?

Have you ever had anything removed from your body?
My wisdom teeth.
Hehe, I started singing "The road goes ever on and on..." from the Lord of the Rings movie as I was going under. Completely involuntary, I swear!!

What is the last heavy item you lifted?
Hmm, not sure....Wow, I really can't think of anything.

Have you ever been knocked unconscious?
Knocked out? No. Had blood-flow to the brain cut off resulting in unconsciousness? Yes.
Dating a Marine is not without its hazards.
(Good grief! He didn't do it on purpose, people!)


If it were possible, would you want to know the day you were going to die?
Er ... well ... I don't know. Something in me thinks it might make me a better Christian, but I'm really not sure.

If you could change your name, what would you change it to?
Something exiting, but not too difficult to spell. Since I'm not a very exciting person, I can't think of an example.

Would you drink an entire bottle of hot sauce for $1,000?
Depends on the hot sauce and how badly I needed the money. If it were something like tobasco sauce, sure, I'd do it, but if we were talking these babies - well, my airways would probably swell shut and I'd die before I could finish the bottle. $1,000 wouldn't do me much good then, would it?


How many pairs of flip-flops do you own?
One. Considering they're from Wal-Mart, they've held up remarkably well.

Last time you had a run-in with the cops?
When I got my fourth and last traffic ticket over a year ago (it was totally an accident, people!)

What do you want to be when you grow up?
Seeing as how I am already "grown up", when I get out of college, what I want to be the most is a housewife taking care of my husband.

Last person you talked to?
If email counts, I just sent one off to my German professor. If it doesn't, the last person I talked to was EJ.

Last person you hugged?
My mom as I was saying goodbye at my friend's wedding last Saturday.



Halloween (I like fake spooky!)

Day of the week?
Friday or Saturday

October. I love the changing colors of the leaves, the briskness in the air, Halloween, and the smell of leaf smoke on the air.


Missing someone?
Seriously, do you have to ask?

Worried about my Spanish orals and my German midterm today - I know, I should be studying rather than filling out this meme.

Listening to?
The sound of the fan and the clanking of the radiator. This dorm was built in 1927, so each little room has its own full sized radiator and the heat those things put out is nothing to laugh at. Most of the time I have my fan blowing and my window open even in subzero weather because it gets so hot in here.

The letters magically appearing on the screen as I press the corresponding button on the keyboard.

Worried about?
I believe I already mentioned how I have two language midterms today...


First place you went this morning?
The bathroom.

What can you not wait to do?
Graduate from college and get the heck out of here!

What's the last movie you saw?
I think I rewatched Princess Mononoke a few weeks ago. I haven't really watched any movies recently.

Do you smile often?
Um ... I guess? *smiles weakly*

Sunday, October 19, 2008

I don't claim to be a prophetess, this is just the way things look to me right now

With EJ's approval, I think I've pretty much made up my mind who I'm going to vote for: Chuck Baldwin. I find that he fits my belief system the best - he is not simply "the lesser of two evils"; yes, I differ with him on some things, but they are not make-or-break issues, they do not force me to compromise my spiritual and moral values.

Do I think he will win? No.

Do I think I am throwing away my vote? No. Here's why.

Obama will most likely win this election. Why am I so certain? Because the Bible says so. No, no, the Bible doesn't say "Obama will win," rather the book of Daniel gives a clear outline of the end times: The entire world will be ruled by 10 kings and from among them the anti-christ will emerge (though I'm not clear on whether he will be one of the 10 or if he will be outside their number). Obama is a globalist to the core and the world has to come under global rulership before Jesus returns. The only way I could see him not winning is if he will take us in that direction too quickly. Obviously, I don't know God's timeline, but perhaps it will take another generation or so before the world is ripe for Jesus' return. In that case, McCain offers the slower option - he'll take us in the same direction, but at a slightly slower pace.

This doesn't mean that Christians should just throw in the towel; we will continue marrying and being given in marriage, bearing and raising children, and striving to live Godly lives right up 'til the end because that's what Jesus commanded. We shouldn't vote for Obama because he's part of the end, no, we should both fight and pray for him, because what he stands for is evil. Just know that, for a time, evil will seem to be winning (Daniel again). As Christians, however, we know who will ultimately triumph.

Friday, October 17, 2008

Who here doesn't love procrastination?

Um, I kind of don't.....because of procrastination, this is going to be one whirlwind of a weekend!!

Let's see

Today (Friday): Classes 'til 1pm, drive home and find out if mom has a slip to go under my bridesmaid dress (oh, I didn't tell you? One of my friends is getting married this weekend. =P). If she doesn't, panic a little, then run up to Meijer to buy one. After that, head to the ceremony location and help decorate. Rehearsal is at 5, rehearsal dinner is a little later. Hopefully, somewhere in there I can squeeze in time to finish my Spanish homework, due by midnight.

Tomorrow (Saturday): Friend's wedding - all day long.

Sunday: Find books for my research proposal, read books for my research proposal, write my research proposal for Monday. Study for an exam for Monday.

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Monday, October 13, 2008

English grammar is like a box of chocolates: you never know what you'll end up with

I just stumbled upon a really weird detail in the English language.

Consider the sentence, "It has something in its mouth."

Now, add the word 'does' to that same sentence, with no other structural changes, and the verb 'to have' suddenly conjugates in the plural, "It does have something in its mouth."

Why?? The subject is the same, the direct object is the same, the only difference is a single word!

If we replace 'does' with 'really', the conjugation has remains: "It really has something in its mouth."

What in the world is that about?!? I can't think of a single grammar rule as to why that occurs, can someone help me out?

EDIT: An acquaintance read this and then ushered me into the demented little world of helping verbs. "Does" is a helping verb, for which "have" is the default of 'to have' - so ... there. (0.o)

Sunday, October 5, 2008

Oh great: Pelosi 'Uncertain' Whether Congress Should Bailout California

Even though the article is mostly about Pelosi, the real issue here is the fact that now the biggest and most bloated of all the failing states wants a piece of the economic pie - the pie that was completely eaten years ago and then replaced with a top-of-the-line holographic image of a pie which the U.S. really couldn't afford to purchase so they borrowed the money from China to buy the machine and, while Congress was at it, they thought, "Meh, might as well invade Iran."

But what I really wanted to talk about this time around was the cricket under my bed last night.

Yes, at first he was behind the radiator. I could see him from where I was sitting, but the space was so small that I couldn't get him out. However, I could see his legs moving back and forth and, let me tell you, it is totally amazing that such a small creature can make such a LOUD noise.

I didn't want to kill the poor thing, I just wanted him out of my room, but, in trying to get where I could capture him, I accidentally pushed him under the bed, where he remained incognito until this morning. Thankfully, he was disoriented, because I found him in the middle of the floor when I woke up and was finally able to catch him and release him under the vending machine downstairs.

Poor little guy, he was probably terrified. <=(

Saturday, October 4, 2008

Should I have just kept my mouth shut?

Well, I made someone angry yesterday. I'm such a people pleaser that I can't take criticism very well and right now I feel kind of sick to my stomach.

It all started with a blog post by an acquaintance, whom we'll call Rubia. Most of it was perfectly unremarkable - just her writing about future plans as many college students do. It was one paragraph, though, that really stuck out at me due to her (seeming) belief that you can't use your gifts and talents if you have children, so I felt I had to address it. She said she felt suffocated believing her only option was to get married and settle down right away - which can either be a good or a bad thing, Biblically. In her case, she really wants to serve God, but the wording she used in her post was less than Biblical and I don't know if she really literally believed what she was writing or if she thought it would come across differently than it did: she went on to say that she didn't want to "bury her talents" by having children right away and so was going to put that off in order to focus on Jesus and higher education.

Now, I'm not sure if I've ever made this clear here on my blog, but Paul himself said that if you are called by Jesus to be celibate and carry out His work in that way, then that is the most holy option possible. I don't agree that every woman is called to be married with children, but I also don't agree that children universally hinder your utilization of God-given gifts.

I replied to the best of my ability. I should have taken longer on my comment, though, because there was stuff I should have said in order to clarify what I meant. This lack of clarification led Rubia to believe I was accusing her of something, when, in fact, I was only trying to give her the facts of her decision - when a woman's fertility peaks, how the pool of eligible bachelors dwindles with each decade, etc. I have to confess that I did react with some anger to a section of her post that I felt insulted stay-at-home moms and daughters and I should not have done so, but, basically, I just wanted to make sure she wasn't putting off children for the wrong reasons. But was I in the wrong for responding the way I did? (Reading what I just wrote, it's quite possible I made the exact same mistake she did when writing that section of her post.)

She ended our comment conversation with, "I just wish you would have some faith in my ability to think these things through."

Was my well-meaning advice given in error? Should I have just kept my mouth shut in the first place? =\

Friday, October 3, 2008

I wish I knew who'd said this:

No one escapes when freedom fails.
The best men rot in filthy jails,
And those who cried, "Appease, appease!"
Are hanged by those they tried to please.

Thursday, October 2, 2008


This is just incredible.

64% of Russian Pregnancies End in Abortion

Consider this excerpt:
The number of infertile women in Russia is growing by 200,000 to 250,000 each year, with the main cause being complications from abortions, Marina Tarasova, deputy head of the St. Petersburg Reseach Institute For Gynecology and Obstetrics of the Russian Academy of Sciences, said on Monday.

Speaking at an international conference highlighting new methods of oral contraception, Tarasova warned that by the end of 2007 there were already more than 5.5 million infertile couples in Russia.

The low birth rate remains one of the key reasons behind Russia’s ongoing demographic crisis. According to official statistics, every fourth teenage girl in Russia has some form of gynecological ailment or reproductive health disorder.

Now consider their solution:

The best way to reduce the number of abortions and children living without parental care in the country is to develop a culture of family planning, and particularly to instill the habit of using contraceptives.

Um, not so much. Let's try that again: "The best way to reduce the number of abortions and children living without parental care in the country is to foster a culture that places the highest value on the strong biblical family family model* and particularly instills the values of abstinence, self-restraint, and fear of God in each person." I don't recommend the state try to do this - rather, allow the churches and those who love God to begin praying for and working on the hearts and minds of the people.

* I suppose I should out myself right now and assert that polygyny (not polyandry) is just as healthy and biblical as the' one-mom, one-dad' model - especially in a country that needs to up their number of kids, like, yesterday.

Wednesday, October 1, 2008


I love October in the Midwest. It's my favorite month out of the whole year. I love the trees changing colors, I love the chilly bite in the air, I love the stiff winds, and I love Halloween (I've wanted to make a 'haunted path' using the sixteen acres of woods behind our house ever since we moved to the property, but I've never been able to *tear*).

This year, October couldn't have made its entrance more perfectly. It was my favoritist favorite kind of day: grey skies, chilly, gusts blowing the newly fallen leaves around, the trees slowly becoming barer and barer - the only thing it really wanted was pumpkins lolling about, but, not to worry, that shall come soon enough.

I know, I have weird taste in days. =P

He got pinned =P

Well, he didn't get pinned hard, but that doesn't make him any less of a Lance Corporal.


One of the many amusingly painful traditions of the Marine Corps is the "pinning" ceremony: when an enlisted gets promoted, they have to change out their lapel pins to indicate their new, higher rank. The men being promoted are given these new pins by their superiors, who will stick the chevron pins on the lapels, but leave the backs off (they're straight-backed). Said superior then hits the pins as hard as he wants - yes, there's often a bragging right if blood is drawn - and, for the rest of the day, the newly pinned Marine has to leave the backs off his chevrons and anyone of equal or higher rank is allowed to hit them into his soft flesh. (Here's a picture to illustrate the pinning - not the hitting...)

When I visited EJ awhile back, one of his buddies had just gotten promoted to PFC, so the backs of his pins were off. EJ, totally relishing the opportunity like the sick b*st*rd he is, gleefully pounded his fists - and the pins - into the poor guy's chest. To his credit, the PFC didn't even flinch, even as he pried them back out. Apparently, earlier in the day, someone had struck a vein, which bled completely through his cammies.

EDIT: It's a matter of pride not to flinch when someone pins you. I kept freaking out at the prospect when I was down there in Florida and the guys around me just kept repeating, "It's no big deal."

Tuesday, September 30, 2008

I've been trying to keep my location as secret as possible, but this is too important to hide for the sake of anonymity:

Vote NO on Proposal 2!

Nov 4th

On November 4th, Michigan voters will decide whether to radically amend the state constitution to allow lethal research on live human embryos.

For those of you who are registered to vote in Michigan -

Proposal 2:

· permits unregulated and unrestricted research on LIVE human embryos

· does not ban human cloning

· if accepted, could not be changed by any state or local law

· is not about human embryonic stem cell research – which is already legal and unregulated in Michigan

If you need to, please look into requesting an absentee ballot today! The media are doing everything they can to keep this issue quiet, yet legislation like this would only lead further down a slippery slope of unethical research. Please help end it here!


To download an absentee ballot:,1607,7-127-1633_8716-21037--,00.html

Thursday, September 25, 2008

Like a Bandit

Wow! Dumpster diving rocks!!

Okay, okay, I didn't actually dumpster dive, but the house director put a big ol' box of unwanted (and disgustingly unclean) kitchen items in the lobby today and said, "Have at it."

And boy did I ever.

Here's what I walked away with:

  • Two heavy-bottomed sauce pans, different sizes
  • One frying pan
  • One bread pan
  • One 8"x8" pan
  • One muffin pan
  • One blender that's so old, it has wood paneling and the electrical prongs are the same size
Whoo hoo!

Sure, as I mentioned above, they were pretty grody (I think I'll have to soak the blender in bleach water before I actually use it), I got a good work out getting most of the items clean, and they're not the prettiest, matchy-matchiest of things, but they work, so it was totally worth it.

Can you believe I heard one of the girls in the dorm say she looked through the box and, since everything was so grimy, she lost interest. Man, when EJ and I get married, we're not exactly going to be rolling in dough, so, a little elbow grease is cheaper than anything we'll have to buy!

For serious, guys. For serious. =P

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Well, it looks like Ron Paul has endorsed Chuck Baldwin.

I'm still so, so torn. Baldwin and I differ on key issues, but we have much more in common than not. I thought about voting for Bob Barr, but he just doesn't seem strong enough. I also thought about writing in "Jesus Christ", because, the way things are going for me, that makes the most sense.

I'll probably vote for whomever EJ is voting for, since I have issues with women voting to begin with.

Book Review

UNPROTECTED: A Campus Psychiatrist Reveals How Political Correctness in Her Profession Endangers Every Student by Miriam Grossman. M.D. (previously published under the name Anonymous, M.D.)

Warning: Some mildly adult language to follow.

Wow, where do I even begin with this one? I don't want to give the author a blanket pass, but I learned so much from this little book and would recommend it to anyone, despite my ideological differences with Ms. Grossman.

Let me start off by saying this book is not just some opinion piece to which no one pays attention. Ms. Grossman has quite a few prominent individuals backing her up: Dr. Laura Schlessinger (who was the first to publicly reveal the author's name - with the author's permission, of course), "Nick Cummings, Ph.D., an ex president of the American Psychological Association; Cal Collarusso, M.D., an eminent psychoanalyst and educator; and Joseph McIlhaney, M.D., who had been on the Presidential Advisory Council on HIV/AIDS and founded the ... Medical Institute for Sexual Health... Then came excellent reviews in the Wall Street Journal, National Review, the American Spectator, the Weekly Standard, ... Fox News,... Newsweek,... 700 Club,... interview[s] on over one hundred radio shows and [speaking engagements] at the Family Reasearch Council, the Best Friends Foundation, and the Claire Booth Luce Foundation in Washington, D.C." (ppX-XI).

Each chapter focuses on a different issue commonly faced by college students, such as "safer sex", STDs, infertility, HPV, abortion, etc., with the misinformation about risky sexual behavior being the overriding theme. At the beginning of each chapter, she introduces the reader to a student who is facing one of the issues she wishes to discuss, then describes and defines whatever it is she's talking about, how she thinks it's best to treat it, and explains how it has become such a political issue that psychiatrists and psychologists can no longer effectively diagnose and treat the problem out of fear for their livelihoods and reputation.

Take Stacy for example:
[Stacy] was an athlete.... She got up at five to do laps, and worked out at the gym for at least two hours in the afternoon. Her physical condition was a priority, and she was careful about what she ate ... she avoided processed foods and additives, and took lots of nutritional supplements. No alcohol, nicotine, or marijuana. No soda for Stacey -- only bottled water. This wasn't easy ... [b]ut she had strong convictions about the benefits of this lifestyle....

Following her annual exam at Student Health, Stacey got a call from the nurse. Her Pap test was abnormal; she probably had a sexually transmitted infection called HPV....

She was in crisis, afraid and confused. It's true that most cases of HPV seem to be harmless and disappear, but at the same time, the virus causes nearly every case of cervical cancer. About four thousand women a year die in this country from cervical cancer, around the same number that succumb to AIDS. Even if Stacey was infected with a "low-risk" type, it could still cause warts on her genitalia and cervix, and the treatment of these warts may be painful, cause scarring, and be expensive. The virus could be with her for life; there is no cure....

So, here was a bright, self-disciplined young woman.... Stacey's life was about self-restraint, self-control, and self-sacrifice in the name of a healthy body. Except when it came to her sexuality. (pp. 13-16)
Would it surprise you to know that, according to this book, most doctors wouldn't warn Stacey to curb her sexual lifestyle for her own good and the good of those around her. Most would probably just throw a condom at her and say it's up to her whether she continues to sleep with multiple men or if she even tells anyone else about her "problem." Instead of giving the world accurate, clear information about STDs (of which, most cases of HPV aren't even the worst), the propaganda machine would have us believe the problem is minor or easily taken care of. Some even go so far as to say "Everyone's got an STD! It's no biggie!"

In chapter 3 (Memo to the APA: Believing in God is Good for You), Ms. Grossman quite appropriately realizes that, of all the people groups in America, those who take their religion seriously are significantly less likely to engage in risky lifestyles. The author writes that about 50% of psychiatrists claim to "have no religion", a disproportionate amount compared to other professions, and she deplores how her colleagues seem to think fundamentalist Christians, Muslims, Jews, Mormoms, etc. are merely fringe groups and need not be taken seriously. She advocates for the study of religious people to see if any insight can be gained from their behaviors.

Not all is sunshine and light in this book, however - though those do heavily outweigh the darkness. In the section on abortion, Ms. Grossman advocates for the depoliticization of the procedure. Though she never comes right out and says it, it's quite obvious the author doesn't think abortions themselves are the problem, but rather the way in which they're viewed. She says the negative emotional effects of abortion are very real, but, because it is such a hot issue for both sides of the morality spectrum (that's my choice of words =P) women aren't being properly taken care of after having one. Those who align themselves with Planned Parenthood say there are no adverse effects from abortion while those on the other side say that nothing but bad comes from them (which side I happen to be on, I'll make that clear right now). It was good to see her advocating for better post-abortion counselling, and she did provide some graphic depictions of medical abortions (abortions using the pill as opposed to surgury), but, overall, I didn't think this section went far enough. Abortion itself is the problem that needs to be dealth with. These hurting women went in there thinking it would take care of their problem, but, in fact, it only created new ones - sometimes with debilitating effects. One thing that made me almost jump up and down with joy, though, in this section, was her compassionate treatement of the men who experience abortion; talk about being shoved off the cliff of this debate! Overall, I'm glad she opened this can of worms, even if I don't wholly agree with her.

So, as I said above, I would recommend this book to anyone - religious or areligious, liberal or conservative. Her truths stand clear no matter what part of the political spectrum we ascribe to. If you are religious, be aware that you might not find every part of this book to be biblically sound; the author doesn't try to make it a religious book, so don't begin reading this expecting something that's not there.

Sunday, September 21, 2008

I'm not a Republican, but that new movie "An American Carol" looks really really funny. =P

Book Review

I finished reading With Child: Birth Through the Ages by Jenny Carter and Thérèse Duriez on Friday. I picked it up because I have a growing number of natural birthing books on my wish-list and was hoping that maybe, just maybe, my college library would have some of them in stock. It didn't have any of the birthing books, but it did have Unprotected: A Campus Psychiatrist Reveals How Political Correctness in Her Profession Endagers Every Student by Miriam Grossman. M.D. (review to come when I finish). I found With Child mixed in with the other women's psychology books as I was looking for Unprotected. The title intrigued me and I checked it out on a whim.

My initial reaction as I began making my way through the first few pages was "Great, just another feminist revision of history," but I forced myself to continue and, after I got past how all the great nations of the past had made concerted efforts to keep wimmins down, they finally got into the history of birth, but, faced with such bias right off the bat, I wasn't sure what I could trust and what I couldn't. They had certainly done some investigating, which is great, but, overall, I felt like I was reading a glorified research paper with an agenda rather than something written by experts in the field. Every piece of history was colored through feminist goggles and didn't take into account the religious practices of the peoples in question, other than to reiterate how those had helped in the subjection of women (with one notable exception: the authors acknowledged that Christianity, if nothing else, left hospitals as its legacy). They used the term "Dark Ages" with all seriousness, a label that has been rejected by leading historians since the 1970s! Instead of creating an easily accessible glossary of birthing terms at either the front or back, they used technical birthing language throughout and didn't define some of the most frequently used until page 171 of a 254 page book - or didn't define them at all. Yes, this was meant as an introduction to the topic, but the authors' constant use of feminist lingo, shoddy scholarship, and disorganized, and downright confusing, arrangement of the book made me wish I hadn't wasted the five minutes it had taken me to check it out.

To be fair, the historical quotes sprinkled liberally throughout are interesting and useful and not everything is tainted with the authors' bias. Thanks to this book, I finally know what an episiotomy is (yikes!). I was also amazed that the authors didn't mention Margaret Sanger - unless I completely missed her (there were two sections of about 5 or 10 pages I didn't read). Despite these small strengths, I wouldn't recommend it to anyone - it is unscholarly and horrifically biased. It would be safer and more reliable to do your own research on the subject of the history of birth than to trust this book for anything except the quotes.

Thursday, September 18, 2008

and Blogger just rearranged my three latest posts. I wonder what happened?

Ich bin in Himmel

I was talking to EJ last night (as we do every night - w00t for free Verizon to Verizon minutes!!) about what life will be like once we're married and settled in together. He seemed to really want to impress upon me the fact that any further schooling he may have might keep him away from the house for the majority of the day and that he'd be very tired and cranky when he got back in the evenings and he made sure to point out that I'd pretty much be the only one in charge of the house during most of the week and, when he walked though the door, he'd want me to look nice and greet him with a smile and have supper steaming on the table, because, no matter how tired I was, he'd be tireder (yes, I thought that word appropriate) and would want to just collapse and relax and be pampered. He seemed to think I might be averse to this, but all I could do was giggle like a schoolgirl and try to explain that that's what I've been dreaming of doing for so long now.

Seriously, that sounds like heaven: a decent part-time job at an airport (for the flight benefits) then spending the rest of my time making any little apartment we have feel like home so, at the end of the day, EJ can return to a place where he'll know he can rest and be loved. I'm getting so giddy just thinking about it.

P.S. - Of course, the weekends will be a slightly different matter - that'll be EJ's time for projects and whatnot that I simply can't do on my own. =P

Words Almost Fail Me

I cannot believe it. I really ... I just ... wow, I really am at a loss for words. Hang on while I think this out.


I just got back from supper in the dining hall and as I was making my way towards the trash a woman who was walking to a table in front of me spilled her entire basket of fries and a burger all over the floor. The table right next to her was filled with jocks who broke out laughing and none of them moved a finger to help her pick anything up (her hands were full with a plate, drink, and silverware, which was probably why the basket was so precariously perched to begin with); I quickly deposited my own dishes and picked everything up for her while the "men" looked on ("men", because they apparently have the maturity of a two year old - who laughs when someone gets hurt). They should have brushed me politely aside with an, "Oh no, we'll get that," and not only helped pick up those fries and burger, but should have offered to go and get her another basket and then walked it to her table so she didn't have to try carrying it again.

I'm. so. angry. right. now.

This is what we're coming to?? And why is it always jocks? Why do they collectively act like only slightly evolved apes? One of them was actually braying like a donkey in the line to the dining room to get attention, a fact which I wouldn't have brought up had the other incident not occurred. These are the types of men we're raising to lead the next generation???

Yes, this is a generalization, but I have yet to meet more than one or two jocks, either male or female, who were ever kind of helpful to me or more interested in others than they were in themselves or their sport. (You can give me all the anecdotal evidence to the contrary that you want, but this has been my personal experience throughout my entire lifetime.)


I love blogs. I love finding new blogs. I drive EJ crazy talking about all the blogs I read. It's probably bordering on addiction.

Which leads me into the blog I "found" today. I've known about it for awhile, but didn't start reading the archives in earnest 'til last night. Ave Maria Gratia Plena..., written by the Coffee Catholic who lives on an organic farm in Scotland with her husband, her soon-to-be-born child, and a gazillion cows and sheep. Passion ensues.

I found this particular tidbit for new mothers in this post (not that I'm a new mother, but I want to be someday!).

God created us Man and Woman. One of our beautiful and holy duties is to join with God in creating life. But that life is not ours ~ it is God's. That baby belongs to the Lord and He chooses us to be Good Stewards of His creation ~ in this case, the child that we find in our arms.

Just as that child does not belong to us, neither does "our" time. Every second of every day of our life belongs to God. He breathed the breath of life into our bodies and started our time. This time is His, not ours, and we have no right to lay claim to it and say, "You are demanding my time from me!"

If something is not ours then we cannot resent being asked for it because we are not giving or losing something that belongs to us. Therefore I cannot resent God's child from asking of God's time from God's Stewards. When that baby wakes up at 3am and cries for the breast I have no right to groan and complain of how "...the baby is demanding my time." That's God's baby and God's time and as the Good Steward of that baby it is my duty to lovingly give of that which honestly doesn't belong to me in the first place. God says, "Take this time and give of it with loving generosity." He does not say, "Horde it for yourself."

Lovely and so very very true.

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

My Wedding, Post 1

So, I figured I'd start a little series on my wedding plans. For those who haven't read the "About Me" section, I'm getting married in November, God willing. You can never tell with the military, so I speak with the understanding that none of this may happen at all if EJ's base decides he can't come home for the days required. That's also why I have no set day in November yet.

The reason we decided to get hitched in November in the middle of the school year and not on some balmy June weekend was also thanks to the Marines. You see, the military has no legal respect for fiance's, girlfriends, friends, etc. The only people who have any legal clout with a Marine are his wife and immediate family. Anyone else is left out in the cold. As soon as this was driven home to us and we realized that, should anything happen to me, EJ would probably not be able to help and vice versa, we decided to quit stalling and get 'r done. Thus, it began.

When EJ first proposed to me Sept. 7th, 2007, I had dreams of a grandiose wedding with hundreds of guests and a reception to make one's jaw drop. Of course, I quickly realized just how much that would cost and the headaches required to plan it all and as an overreaction I began dreaming of a quick courthouse wedding with just the immediate families and a nice dinner somewhere afterwards. Being the only girl, my parents wanted something big and grand for me as well and were devistated when I told them I'd changed my mind (oddly enough, my dad was more upset than my mom - I mean, he was really angry). Eventually, I decided I still wanted a church wedding and a reception hall, but tried to keep things to a minimum as much as possible. I'm a simple girl, I don't need much, and, besides, the point of a wedding is to get married, and it doesn't matter if you spend just $50 on the license or $200,000 on the whole shebang - you still end up in the same state of matrimony. =)

It was after all that that we were hit over the head with the legal ramifications of not being married as described above and bumped up the wedding to a little less than two months from today. My dad nearly had a heart attack and my mom wasn't too thrilled either, but, we determined to press on anyway and trust in the LORD to provide.

We've cut the guest list down to about 22 people, there's a beautiful old hotel near where my family lives, in which I'd love to have both the ceremony and the reception if it's not too expensive, and that leaves only the rings and the license. Hopefully, I can keep the whole thing under $2,000. I'll do as much of the work myself as possible, though it's difficult when you live 200 miles away from where you want to be married and so can only take tours and tastings on the weekends. But, as I said before, I'm keeping this as simple and low key as possible, for my own sanity and for our wallet's sake.

And that's it for now!