Twisted Workings

I see around me women working and men often bumbing off of them. Women ruling and men being ruled. Women then having their babies and taking care of them financially and in every way then guys leaving or cheating then leaving because they aren’t getting what they feel they deserved. Even worse, they get kicked out of their current location with the new girl sponsor and move back in with their kid’s mom, the first girl, and getting back with her. And the cycle continues. I saw this recently in someone I thought was a friend. Wow, what an eye opener. This. Is. Wrong. Let me say it again, it is wrong. It is horrible for the kids, horrible for the adults, horrible for all the mistresses who believe the lies, horrible sins against God and humanity. It is hideous, atrocious, and I needed to voice this injustice to the world and demand better behavior from people in society. Pick a spouse and be satisfied with that spouse. Love them. Pour into them. Men, take care of your family, work for God’s sake and take care of them. Stay with and raise your child. Life isn’t just about you. There are many others out there, you Andre not special. The way to be special is to settle down, raise a family, bond with them, take them to church, get close to God, stay with and stand by God and your family, this is how to be a good man. Women, shut up and let them be men they need to be. Encourage them, help them meet good goals for you all, be okay with supportive loving wife. Respect him. Get people out of your lives that do not support your family as a whole. My rant is through. My anger is diminished. Please be good and want right, people. Jesus is Coming soon, no one knows exactly when so be ready. God bless you!

Feminism & Roles

This topic is hot and important as so many women are impacted daily with the effects of feminism and anti-faminism nowadays. We see it all the time and it sickens me. I am just a little girl but I have a big voice and a bigger God. Here is my humble opinion: 

Being 43, and born into a farming Christian family in a small town of Buchanan, MI, and currently a homeschooling housewife, I guess you would think I would be “old fashioned” when it comes to views on women and their roles in the world. And I am. However, as a doctor who started her own practice from scratch and ran it successfully for four years, having been through a divorce after 10 years of marriage and being a single working mom before I remarried, I guess you would call me a “modern woman”/”feminist”. So which is right? 

The long and the short of it is that God looks at our hearts and motivations. That is true for men and women. But speaking of women now, I have absolutely no doubt in my mind that I can and should do any and everything God has asked me to do and given me the ability to do. And I am willing to be trained to do His will for me without prior training. That is a healthy viewpoint as a woman and mother. Now, I also believe strongly that each person is made in the image of God, all people are equal in importance because of this and women should be able to vote, work, take care of their kids and families and serve where they feel called by God to do so. They are equal. Men have this same right. But with privilege comes reaponsibility. This degretory and highly abominable opinion that bad men request and bad women oblige that women need to shed their clothes at request and much more while men watch fully clothed and gawk, and with each time thus happens two things occur: men get stupider and women get stupider. Men who jack off to airbrushed women on a computer or phone screen or in a movie or whatever have less enjoyment and ability to bond with or sexual enjoy their spouse and see women as stupid or sex toys and have unnatural standards of beauty because their wife is not airbrushed. And women who subject themselves to this degredation lose their self-respect and become morose and lonely and wonder why that is all men really wand from them and no connection they long for. And it is so prevalent that there is all growing rift between men and women. If men would be men and man up and shun this unnatural attraction and be satisfied with their wives and love them, and if women would stop disrespecting themselves and all other women by foolishly doing what greedy and lustfull fools want them to do, there would be a more natural understanding of equality. And men would naturally take their place as head of the household and women would naturally be so deeply in love with and respect their husbands, life would be infinitely better for everyone. Men need to be respectable men and not perverted selfish jerks. And women need to be women and concern themselves with their household. And the porn industry should be damned and thrown out on their greedy assessment straight to hell for all the damage they have done to families and people’s opinions of men and women and their roles. And no man should ever ever EVER hit his wife or humiliate her and berate her and a real man woukd never do that. That is fact. A man rapes a woman, he should suffer the same fate in prison. A real man concerns himself with Godly responsibilities and using His gifts to provide and care for his family and keep his focus on only his wife and his work and play only with her and leave the cyber sluts and all other women alone. 

And in return, it is my distinct high honor and privilege to serve my family. I am more of a woman for it. I am strong for what I miss out on so they prosper and thrive. And that is my humble and old fashioned and 100% correct and healthy and Godly viewpoint on feminism and the roles of women and men. God be praised for His design! He is so good!

Acts 20:24

Acts: 20:24. “However, I consider my life worth nothing to me; my only aim is to finish the race and complete the task the Lord Jesus has given meβ€”the task of testifying to the good news of God’s grace.”

God protects those He loves. Or He doesn’t for a good reason we cannot always see right away. Either way, I am His and will go where He leads me and do whatever I can for Him meanwhile where I am. Happy girl here. I have peace and joy from Him. I feel luxuriously rich!!! πŸ™‚

Our Anniversary

My husband and I are seven years old today. Both of us forgot at first, because so much is going on lately and we had band practice this morning. But we were reminded by a very good friend and get to go out tonight! Woo hoo! Lol πŸ™‚ We have a comfort level in our marriage and work very well together. Getting together is easy, dramatic for some couples (not us by choice), but lust drives most couples together and desire for family to marry. We were both remarrying after bad marriages and so both appreciate each other that much more. And seven years have flown by and we are looking forward to as many more as is possible. We have had rough points, of course, but we don’t live in those, we move forward with God together, focusing on our good points. We met through music in a band and are still doing music in two bands. We talk a lot about all kinds of things. We spend time together and plan and do house projects together. We really have a wonderful marriage and we are thankful to God for each other. God is the key to success amend doing things in common together. So there you have it. We am render going to go eat now. Yummy! πŸ™‚

Keeping in Touch

The story is common. We have experiences with many people all over the place. Sometimes it is a familiar face with words never spoken. Sometimes it is in depth conversations deep into the night for months or years. Sometimes it is a teach who keeps in touch because they cared about you more than your grades. Whatever the case, when circumstances change, it is very easy to get very busy where you are and lose touch. But do your very best to stay in touch with the valuables, those exquisite and beautiful supportive people who love you. I have lost too many in my many moves and I regret that. But sometimes we renew and revisit later when both are able again. For instance, tomorrow my kindergarten teacher is coming for a visit, happens to be in town far from her home. We have kept in touch and she is the most amazing woman of God! Never discount the power of God in providing you love and support when you need it and ask Him. Just today, I asked Him for a hug and tomorrow I will have my hug! God is amazing at providing. Never underestimate the power of God to put supportive and meaningful people into your life as well as those who need your help. Never take these beautiful people for granted. πŸ™‚

My Best Friend

Jody and I were playing on the ride on trucks in the twos and threes Sunday School class, both very into playing hard and generally only with each other. We look up at the same time and see this skinny little prim and proper girl with a shiny headband in her short proper chocolate hair and the shiniest black dress shoes at the end of bright white tights we ever had seen in our lives. Our first impression of this picture perfect little shy girl with chipmunk cheeks was as unforgettable as the unforgettableness of her stunning internal beauty this best friend of mine has been in my life. Let me tell you the enormous blessing from God my best friend is. Since that day, we three were the “Three Musketteers” and we’re as together as you can be living separately except for sleepovers. We went to church together, school together, parks together, everything. Since the age of three we have had each others’ parents raise us as well as our own. Now, Jody went away from us in high school when she went to a different school and followed a different crowd but we still miss and love her desperately. But despite everything, Shawny and I have been best friends as long as we can remember. And even though we married and have kids and live far away from each other, we see each other when we can and always keep in touch regularly and inspire each other in the Lord. When I am weak, she is strong and visa versa. We help each other and know each other inside and out, probably more than we know ourselves. Lol I am so very blessed to have this amazing woman of God in my life and I want to publicly thank God and her for the gift that she is. No better hearted person exists in the world. She loves on her teenage girls and husband that try her enormous patience and never gives up on them. She loves God with all her heart and never gives up on Him even when she feels like little is happening. She never gives up on me and accepts my weirdness as a part of me and that is truly heroic. She gets me and pretty much no one else truly does but Jesus. I feel so very special and nd honored to be her best friend and I will continue that role until the day Jesus calls me/us home. Thank you, Shawny! I love you!!! Hugs!!! Thank you, God, for her!!

The Realness of Reality

In my younger days, I watched a lot of movies and read a lot of fairy tales. While imagination is an amazing spark for the mind to bloom in, there is a disconnec between that which we wish were real and that which really is. My very very visual and imaginative mind can paint such a picture that I often have not been able to see the difference. But one thing I had to respect about my Daddy was his realness, his tangibility. You always knew where he stood because he was never hiding anything. He was a truth teller, a very real man. He did not romance my mom but he always provided for her and we were never without what we needed. He was not a flatterer but always worked hard to pay the bills. He did not promote sensitivity of emotion, but he worked the soil with a love of nature he passed down to me. There is a difference sometimes between what the heart expects and longs for than what it really can ever get a hold of. But since Daddy left this earth, I have a much greater appreciation for that which surrounds me now. I appreciate the messiness and loudness of my children as well as their strong minds. I appreciate that my husband keeps a roof over our heads and food in the fridge for me to prepare. I appreciate friends who are ho est with me when I have talked too much. I appreciate breaking the silence with a very real laugh. I appreciate the breaking of leaves and twigs u der my feet as I hike through the wooded trails. I love Jesus’ honesty all throughout Scripture and when He answers prayers. I can wait forever for a maybe of some fantasy world or live life in a beautiful and very real reality now. My dad was real. And though my mom may have longed for some of the novel romantic gestures so easy to grasp as natural, she could never have had a more loyal, trustworthy, completely devoted man who kept her health and home a priority even above his own life. There is a real romance in that,no deception, just a refreshingly frank and real reality of love in action. Other than a good meal, he expected nothing but continued giving to the last. I had to tell him I would look after mom before he would leave his body that had finished a while ago. The will he had to the last was the will to care for his wife. Sacrificial love to the end. Appreciated and recognized or not, he did not care but he would be true to his heart and love her the best he could. That is heroic. And in a very etherial way, was a real and tangible romantic love, seemingly practical but unadulterated by sticky to the and buttery lips. Real is better.