Lets Give Them Something to Talk About

The whole marital debate right now is really weighing on me.   It is something that I really feel needs to be addressed, but I feel almost too timid to address it – I don’t like confrontation very much and therefore do not want to cause a big old stink about it.   My thoughts on whether or not marriage should be “allowed” by the government is that the government shouldn’t be involved in telling me who I can and cannot “marry”.   I just think that the government is way too big, that it has been taken away from the Constitution and the Bill of Rights.   At the same time, I also think that marriage is something that is a covenant with God.   With that said, I do not support gay marriage.   I know many gay or lesbian individuals and am privileged to call some friends.   Now, just because I am friends with them, does not mean that I agree with the way that they are living their lives.   Just like I wouldn’t agree with the way that an alcoholic or a drug addict is living their life.

God really is a man with a plan, but so often it is hard to say – “I trust you Lord.”   It is hard to give up control of our lives and let something else happen, something potentially wonderful.   When I was younger I went to an amazing camp – it was called Kanakuk Camps - it was actually beyond amazing.   I went to the “K-2” camps the first time and remember waking into it wondering what I had just gotten myself into.   My older sister and I were going to be there for 2 weeks and it was a little overwhelming.   The counselors were WAY too bubbly and sweet and we knew no one in our cabins, but by the end of the 2 nd day, we were settling in and beginning to enjoy ourselves.   We enjoyed ourselves so much that we both insisted on going back the next year- and I went for a MONTH!   They have camps for all ages, but the ones that I went to was the one specifically set up for teens.   During our time spent hiking, fishing, blobbing, singing crazy songs, competing, playing volleyba

I am preparing for my oldest daughter's school party for Easter.  I was racking my brain trying to figure out a cheap, but awesome party favor to give to everyone.  One of the things that I love about her going to a Christian School is I can do things like this. I looked at all the Easter M&M Poems out there, and didn't really like them, they didn't flow quite right or, which may have bothered me more, they didn't go in the order they set out in the beginning of the poem.  We have a discount grocery store in town and they had large bags of M&Ms on sale for $1.80 so I bought a bunch and will be splitting them up and putting them with this poem that I made up instead.  It is definitely inspired by the Christmas one that is floating around out there and a few of the other Easter ones- so I can't take credit for the creativity of the M W 3 and E idea.... The TRUE Easter story isn't about a bunny - it is about a Salvation - about a Savior that died on the

I don’t know why, or how I do it, but I always seem to take the hardest possible route to get somewhere, thinking all along that it is going to be the easiest.   Yesterday I painted- AGAIN…   Right now, I am pretty sure there are only 4 walls that I haven’t painted in our main living space and I am thinking about touching them up today.   I hate taping.   Taping is such a waste of time when you have laminate trim because it just wipes right off- right?   WRONG!!!   Every other time I have painted, I haven’t worried about taping because it rubs off quickly and pretty painlessly.   That works well on the bottom trim; on trim around windows, it is terrible- if you scrub too hard, the paint comes off the walls (and after 7 coats of paint, that is NOT what you want to happen), if you use a razor blade, it cuts into the trim, there is no easy way to do it other than slow and stead scraping with your finger nails.   So something that could have been done by spending the 20 minutes it woul

The past 5 days I have been without a computer.   It has been a little freeing.   Most of us don’t remember a time that there weren’t computers that took over our daily lives.   A Time when facebook, TV, Pinterest, MySpace (back in the day), IM or some type of technology didn’t dominate our every waking minute.   My husband and I have been re-doing our floors.   Tearing up the carpet and putting down hard wood laminate flooring which is looking AMAZING if I do say so myself.   During this time, our home has been a disaster area.   All this time, I Am also throwing a bridal shower for a friend of mine tomorrow too.   First, I just want to say that it is physically demanding to actually move all the furniture, take off the trim, tear up carpet, move said carpet, pull up the carpet pad and all the staples to which they were a little over excited about when laying our carpet, then sweeping, laying a different pad, putting down the tongue and groove laminate and trying so hard to ge

One of my pet-peeves lately is people posting or forwarding things to me without checking out the validity of them first.   It looks like something they want to share, and so they share it and they don’t really care if it is accurate or not.   Putting things out into the world about politics, religion, the army, the church, and the list goes on and on.   So often, we hear something that we are shocked with and then don’t go and check out the validity of the statement.   I remember in high school the facts got skewed and I was ultimately threatened to be “beat down” because of something that I never said.   One of the “snob squad” was dating someone or another and approached me and said that I had no right to call her a “slut”.   I hadn’t called her one!   Somehow, somewhere, someone said something about me and it grew and grew without my knowledge and ultimately, I almost go beaten up about it.   After being shoved down to the ground my heroic big senior class sister (who was t

Today, there isn’t going to be much of a Bible lesson, instead, it is the lesson that I have been learning in life this past 6 months.   Pressing refresh on my e-mail yesterday I held my breath, no new messages.   Thinking the e-mail had been sent in the split second that it took to re-load that page, I hit refresh again.   Nothing…   All day I was checking my e-mail obsessively waiting for news that would change my life as I know it.   Either I would be going to Grad School, or I would be figuring out the new direction and purpose of my life.   Finally, when I convinced myself it was too late to get the e-mail, it came! In December 2003 when I graduated from college, I had a small desire to continue my education and to get my Masters Degree so I could change the world.   I also had a much larger desire to be done with school and get one with real life, and that course of action won out.   After working at a florist for a short time and a plumbing company that turned into a

I am at a cross roads today.   God is going to point me in one direction or another.   Something is going to happen either today or tomorrow that will change my life.   I have been evaluating how I feel about this the past few days.   I haven’t had an appetite; I have checked my e-mail about 600 times since Friday; I have lost sleep knowing that this decision, whether it is what I thing it is going to be or not, is going to change how I have been living; my stomach is in knots and well, frankly I just want it to be over one way or the other!   I keep telling myself to STOP CHECKING MY E-MAIL, but I just can’t.   I feel like I am in limbo.   I HATE being in limbo.   I am someone that likes to have a course set out.   As the destination gets closer, I like to ensure that the course has a direct plan and purpose, but right now, that course isn’t clear.   How do you get through the days when your course isn’t clear?   How do you know what you are supposed to do when you don’t know