Wednesday, May 15, 2013
Wednesday, February 13, 2013
Political Madness
I am not going to pretend I am a political genius because I honestly know very little about politics. But I do know I am passionate about the country I live in -what it stands for and on Whom and what principles it was founded. It is beyond my comprehension that people who call themselves Christians (myself included) can be so far polar opposite on views when it comes to politics. I have a friend who loves Jesus, but we do not see eye to eye on politics and I don't understand why. My thought is, if we would all do what Jesus would do and follow his principles, wouldn't our political ideologies be fairly similar? Yet, they aren't and I don't get it.
I saw a post today from Mike Huckabee regarding the liberal (democratic platform) stance on abortion and a woman having the freedom of choice and yet, that same platform wanting to control gun laws/ownership/rights/2nd ammendment freedoms in order to keep people safe. They are worried about keeping people "safe" but aren't worried about the value of the lives of the unborn. Either we value all life or we don't. According to the post, 2700 babies are killed each day from abortions and this liberal stance is okay. But, having the constitutional right to bear arms to protect our children and our families from bad people and the tyranny of government is not okay. It doesn't make sense. The lack of logic amazes me and it is quite surreal.
As a Christian, I cannot comprehend how people who are born again, blood-bought believers can vote for a leader who does not value life and does not value our biblically founded Constitution.
As the government grows and spending/debt grows, I think that gets America farther and farther away from what Christ would want for our country. Debt is not viewed as a positive thing biblically. We are supposed to be good stewards of our money and I don't think that government funded abortions, forcing people to pay taxes that go to feed those who don't work (and make a lifestyle out of it), pay for their medical blls, welfare, etc. is what America is about or is even biblical. Should we help the poor? Yes, as Christians, as a church, as humans, but it is NOT the government's job to take care of us. . . any of us! It never has been. The government's job is to protect the country and represent the people. Our government isn't serving anyone but themselves -that is obvious when they forced Obamacare on us but exempt themselves. Sickening. That would be like a Christian sharing the good news of Jesus Christ telling people they need to accept his salvation in order to go to heaven, but then they personally didn't have to accept Christ because they were above that. Double standards are not what Christ is about and I imagine our founding fathers would be rolling in their graves if they realized that is now what this country is about and what our government has come to.
I love the idea of changing our tax codes to be similiar to a tithe principle. That's a biblical principle that makes it fair for everyone, no matter what their economic status is. It's the same percentage of sacrifice. Ten percent may not be an appropriate number for a tax, but if we applied this standard we'd solve the complexity of the tax codes, close loopholes, and add in another pnciple that I think God would like and honor. Yet, there are Christians that feel the wealthy should pay their "fair share". I don't see anywhere in the Bible that God asks the wealthy to pay a larger tithe than those that are poor. God tells us in the bible that the poor will always be with us. So, I'm pretty sure redistribution of wealth is not going to get rid of the poor. Neither will capitalism. But if nothing we do is ever going to completely get rid of the poor -often because of their own personal choices, why don't we do what works best for the most people. That is true capitalism and as we have fallen farther and farther away from that, we are seeing more and more people on welfare and food stamps than ever before. I don't think that's anything we should be proud of.
Again, Christians have such polar opposite views on these political topics and I just don't get it. If we would all focus more on what the purpose of the Constitution is and what it is not along with opening our bibles and applying God's principles to our government we will all be a whole lot better off. We can then be that shining city on a hill America was called to be. I fear our light is fading as we turn away from what and Who we know is true.
Lord, help us and heal our land . . . . .
Friday, January 11, 2013
Adventures in Homeschooling
Well, after about 2 years of on and off discussions about whether or not we should homeschool our son, Caleb, we have bit the bullet and decided to do it. A bit of history - Caleb has always been slower on the developmental side. (Aside from the fact that he smiled at me quite early! Nay-sayers can tell me it was probably just gas, but it wasn't. That's my story and I'm sticking to it!)
Anyway -he was later to walk than the girls, when he began talking it was with a stutter (cute at first, but not so much when you worry about starting kindergarten and having kids make fun of your kiddo), he has struggled with dyslexic challenges from his very beginning preschool reading attempts. His pre-k teacher told me to keep an eye on it, which I did. His kindergarten teacher said the same thing. So, when Caleb entered 1st grade, I asked his teacher to have him tested for dyslexia. She assured me he was too young to test and that the state of Texas required testing to wait until 2nd semester of the 1st grade year. I said that would be fine -I'm a rule follower, so waiting wasn't a big deal. So, 2nd semester came around and I pushed again for testing. The teacher wouldn't agree to it because she said there weren't enough signs or symptions and she didn't think it was necessary. Deep down, I disagreed with her, but was hopeful that Caleb was growing out of this and maybe he really did not have dyslexia.
Over the summer, Caleb attended a summer camp and one of the things he did was design a postcard. As he wrote on this postcard, he did the entire postcard backwards. The stamp was on the left, return address on the right AND backwards. I could hold that postcard in the mirror and read it perfectly. I held on to that little gem and took it to his second grade teacher and showed it to her at the initial, 1st six weeks parent/teacher conference. I believe I reminded her that Caleb was the oldest in his class because he has a September birthday, let her know I'd been trying to get this testing done for a year, and that last year's teacher hadn't seen enough consistency with challenges in Caleb's reading/writing to warrant the testing. I assured her we had a problem and I wanted him to get help.
Even after all of that, testing for Caleb didn't happen until the final six weeks of his 2nd grade year. It is a long, frustrating story and I'll spare you the details, but the bottom line is, Caleb didn't get help until his 3rd grade year of school. I don't know if earlier diagnosis would have helped or not. I can't dwell on that now because it doesn't matter. It is what it is.
This year, Caleb is in 6th grade, and rapidly falling behind. He is getting pushed through a system that isn't working for his learning style. He was getting the lessons in class then being sent to a content mastery room where he was getting help with his classwork. He'd make A's and B's on classwork -because he was getting help. Caleb was failing almost every test he'd take in every subject. His teachers would send the test home, allow him to correct it, and then give him a 75 on it. So, his test grade average was a C or better. His report cards looked good, but he wasn't learning and I knew deep down that this was about to be a train wreck if we didn't intervene.
So, here I am trying to figure out a way to teach my son in the way God designed him to learn, figure out how to help him cope with the dyslexia, and get him caught up and on grade level (he's about 2 years behind -hmmmmm, the amount of time he missed getting intervention in the public school) all while working for Batteries Plus from home.
It's been an interesting first week. Caleb has had a couple of meltdowns, but he's moved on. He's working hard and I'm very proud of him. This afternoon he and another homeschool friend are going to make a volcano. He is totally stoked about that!
I am praying God gives me wisdom in how to teach my son. My daughters are doing well in public school (other than Rachel's jealousy about Caleb being home and finishing his work before her) so they remain there unless I'm shown they need to do something else.
I'm glad it's Friday -time to make sure next week's lessons are in order!
Anyway -he was later to walk than the girls, when he began talking it was with a stutter (cute at first, but not so much when you worry about starting kindergarten and having kids make fun of your kiddo), he has struggled with dyslexic challenges from his very beginning preschool reading attempts. His pre-k teacher told me to keep an eye on it, which I did. His kindergarten teacher said the same thing. So, when Caleb entered 1st grade, I asked his teacher to have him tested for dyslexia. She assured me he was too young to test and that the state of Texas required testing to wait until 2nd semester of the 1st grade year. I said that would be fine -I'm a rule follower, so waiting wasn't a big deal. So, 2nd semester came around and I pushed again for testing. The teacher wouldn't agree to it because she said there weren't enough signs or symptions and she didn't think it was necessary. Deep down, I disagreed with her, but was hopeful that Caleb was growing out of this and maybe he really did not have dyslexia.
Over the summer, Caleb attended a summer camp and one of the things he did was design a postcard. As he wrote on this postcard, he did the entire postcard backwards. The stamp was on the left, return address on the right AND backwards. I could hold that postcard in the mirror and read it perfectly. I held on to that little gem and took it to his second grade teacher and showed it to her at the initial, 1st six weeks parent/teacher conference. I believe I reminded her that Caleb was the oldest in his class because he has a September birthday, let her know I'd been trying to get this testing done for a year, and that last year's teacher hadn't seen enough consistency with challenges in Caleb's reading/writing to warrant the testing. I assured her we had a problem and I wanted him to get help.
Even after all of that, testing for Caleb didn't happen until the final six weeks of his 2nd grade year. It is a long, frustrating story and I'll spare you the details, but the bottom line is, Caleb didn't get help until his 3rd grade year of school. I don't know if earlier diagnosis would have helped or not. I can't dwell on that now because it doesn't matter. It is what it is.
This year, Caleb is in 6th grade, and rapidly falling behind. He is getting pushed through a system that isn't working for his learning style. He was getting the lessons in class then being sent to a content mastery room where he was getting help with his classwork. He'd make A's and B's on classwork -because he was getting help. Caleb was failing almost every test he'd take in every subject. His teachers would send the test home, allow him to correct it, and then give him a 75 on it. So, his test grade average was a C or better. His report cards looked good, but he wasn't learning and I knew deep down that this was about to be a train wreck if we didn't intervene.
So, here I am trying to figure out a way to teach my son in the way God designed him to learn, figure out how to help him cope with the dyslexia, and get him caught up and on grade level (he's about 2 years behind -hmmmmm, the amount of time he missed getting intervention in the public school) all while working for Batteries Plus from home.
It's been an interesting first week. Caleb has had a couple of meltdowns, but he's moved on. He's working hard and I'm very proud of him. This afternoon he and another homeschool friend are going to make a volcano. He is totally stoked about that!
I am praying God gives me wisdom in how to teach my son. My daughters are doing well in public school (other than Rachel's jealousy about Caleb being home and finishing his work before her) so they remain there unless I'm shown they need to do something else.
I'm glad it's Friday -time to make sure next week's lessons are in order!
Sunday, November 4, 2012
Downloading . . . .
We had to roll the clocks back 1 hour last night, so here it is 6 in the morning and my body thinks it's really 7. The house is quiet and my brain is reflecting on the past week and a lot has happened and it's been pretty emotional.
Last weekend was the JDRF Gulfcoast chapter's walk for a cure. Our family participated for the first time ever and it was FREEZING! Rachel was trying hard to control her tears because she was so miserable. I kept telling her to remember we were there to support Caleb and there was to be no complaining. (I was actually reminding myself of this as well!) She never complained, only asked me to hold her to keep her warm as little tears rolled down those freckled cheeks. It can make for a long walk when you are trying to carry an almost 9 year old -glad she's petite!
There were TONS of people there, including our endocrinologist and his wife (our favorite nurse), Kelley. We walked and drank Coke Zeros and snacked on bananas while trying to warm up. The kids got their faces painted and got free tattoos -the sticker ones of course. We were complimented multiple times on our team t-shirts that nurse Kelley created. VIVA LA INSULINA!
After it was over and we were heading back to the car, Caleb walked up next to me and wrapped his arm around my waist and said, "thank you for bringing me to this." My heart melted and tears welled up in my eyes. I wasn't sure if Caleb even really understood why were there or what we were doing. He knew we were going to walk around and it had something to do with diabetes, but I wasn't sure he fully grasped why we were there and what we were doing. He did and it touched my heart. I cried because he fully understood. And I cried because I wished he didn't have to fully understand because Diabetes sucks. All in all, it was a good Saturday -emotional, but good.
Sunday evening as I was about to shut down my computer and head to bed, I received a private FB message from my dear friend Lisa. She had found lump in her right breast and was scheduled for a biopsy in the morning. My heart sank. The doctor told her there was a slight chance it wasn't cancer. Not a very encouraging report. Sure, we believe God's report. Yes, we know He stopped at the whipping post for our healing before he headed to the cross. But there are no guarantees that we won't have to walk through some stuff before we get that healing. Thursday evening, we found out it is cancer. Cancer sucks, but it sucks even more when it shows up in someone you love. Once again, tears welled up in my eyes. Why?!?!? was all I could think. LIsa is one of the most giving people I have ever met. She's humble and quiet about her gifts, but they are overflowingly generous and she didn't deserve this battle. No one "deserves" the battle of cancer, but she really didn't deserve this battle. Know what I mean?
Now I'm mad. Breast cancer has attacked our Pastor's wife 3 times and she's still walking out the 3rd battle. Our church lost a precious lady to breast cancer just 2 weeks ago and who knows how many other women within our church walls (and outside too) are facing this tough battle. The enemy is on the prowl and I'm tired of it!
Friday and Saturday was our annual women's conference at church. Lisa was the leader on this project and handed the torch to some wonderful women who completely fulfilled Lisa's vision so Lisa could go be with her entire family and just spend time together before the fight begins. As I was sitting Friday night, being refreshed by a wonderful speaker, I received a text from another friend of mine who I noticed wasn't at the conference. She and her daughter were headed to Scott and White in Temple -Faith's blood sugar was over 500 and she wasn't doing well. My heart sank. Now I'm not just angry, I'm pissed!
I know all too well what that high blood sugar number means. When Caleb was diagnosed with Type 1 diabetes almost two years ago it wasn't like the doctor said, "Well, his blood sugar is over 600 so it could be this or this or this." It was, "I'm sorry, Caleb has Type 1 Diabetes." There was no ambiguity or thoughts of what else might cause his blood sugar to be that high. His pancreas simply stopped working for whatever reason and now it was time for some insulin shots -forever barring a miracle. (Which, we are believing for!)
At this time, sweet Faith is still in the hospital with hopes of getting released on Monday. Her mom text me and was encouraged because she had seen our family walk through Caleb's diabetes together. Very humbling because we often feel we are muddling our way through. Muddle as we may, we do it together. Our family did make a consious choice to rally around Caleb and support him with an entirely new diet (gluten free - because gluten is bad for anyone with an autoimmune disease) and mostly grain free as well. Caleb is completely grain free except for special occassions like a birthday party as it helps us control his blood sugar better. It's still a roller coaster, but not near the roller coaster it was when he was eating rice and pasta and bread.
It's tough - Rebekah was teased at school the other day about her lunch. Seriously?!?! If you feel the need to pick on someone because of their lunch, you have a sorry existence. I told Rebekah to tell that girl to shut her pie hole. . . . . I have no patience for ignorance! Not very Christlike maybe, but then again, Jesus had no patience for ignorance either. I'm pretty sure He threw some temple tables! Maybe it's time I go throw some lunch tables!
It's expensive - When you eat hamburgers and hot dogs with no $1 per package buns, you can eat more meat and vegetables and fruit because the bread isn't there to fill you up. When everyone is eating more healthy, gluten free foods and less cheap mac & cheese, your food bill will skyrocket. When God really convicted me to lead my family down this mostly Paleo diet and gluten free always meals, I told Him that He was going to have to figure out how we were going to pay for it, because our budget just wasn't going to work with about a $400 per month increase. He honored that request. I don't know how we make it each month, but we do. God honored that becuase it's what He wants us to do.
The whole diabetes road is emotional. From blood sugar highs to blood sugar lows and then the weeks where things are almost perfect and you are praying it's because God is healing that pancreas and it's working -even if it's just a little bit.
Our family is standing with Faith and with Caleb. We have believed from day 1 that Caleb would be healed from this disease. We are believing that for Faith as well. My heart is sad for Faith that she has to walk this road, like it was sad for Caleb. But I know, our God is greater, our God is stronger, God You are higher than any other. Our God is healer. Awesome in power. Our God!!
So, to Pastor Janet, Pastor Lisa, Caleb, and Faith and all the other warriors walking through their battle I salute you. I am praying for you. Remember, the enemy has been defeated!
Last weekend was the JDRF Gulfcoast chapter's walk for a cure. Our family participated for the first time ever and it was FREEZING! Rachel was trying hard to control her tears because she was so miserable. I kept telling her to remember we were there to support Caleb and there was to be no complaining. (I was actually reminding myself of this as well!) She never complained, only asked me to hold her to keep her warm as little tears rolled down those freckled cheeks. It can make for a long walk when you are trying to carry an almost 9 year old -glad she's petite!
There were TONS of people there, including our endocrinologist and his wife (our favorite nurse), Kelley. We walked and drank Coke Zeros and snacked on bananas while trying to warm up. The kids got their faces painted and got free tattoos -the sticker ones of course. We were complimented multiple times on our team t-shirts that nurse Kelley created. VIVA LA INSULINA!
After it was over and we were heading back to the car, Caleb walked up next to me and wrapped his arm around my waist and said, "thank you for bringing me to this." My heart melted and tears welled up in my eyes. I wasn't sure if Caleb even really understood why were there or what we were doing. He knew we were going to walk around and it had something to do with diabetes, but I wasn't sure he fully grasped why we were there and what we were doing. He did and it touched my heart. I cried because he fully understood. And I cried because I wished he didn't have to fully understand because Diabetes sucks. All in all, it was a good Saturday -emotional, but good. Sunday evening as I was about to shut down my computer and head to bed, I received a private FB message from my dear friend Lisa. She had found lump in her right breast and was scheduled for a biopsy in the morning. My heart sank. The doctor told her there was a slight chance it wasn't cancer. Not a very encouraging report. Sure, we believe God's report. Yes, we know He stopped at the whipping post for our healing before he headed to the cross. But there are no guarantees that we won't have to walk through some stuff before we get that healing. Thursday evening, we found out it is cancer. Cancer sucks, but it sucks even more when it shows up in someone you love. Once again, tears welled up in my eyes. Why?!?!? was all I could think. LIsa is one of the most giving people I have ever met. She's humble and quiet about her gifts, but they are overflowingly generous and she didn't deserve this battle. No one "deserves" the battle of cancer, but she really didn't deserve this battle. Know what I mean?
Now I'm mad. Breast cancer has attacked our Pastor's wife 3 times and she's still walking out the 3rd battle. Our church lost a precious lady to breast cancer just 2 weeks ago and who knows how many other women within our church walls (and outside too) are facing this tough battle. The enemy is on the prowl and I'm tired of it!
Friday and Saturday was our annual women's conference at church. Lisa was the leader on this project and handed the torch to some wonderful women who completely fulfilled Lisa's vision so Lisa could go be with her entire family and just spend time together before the fight begins. As I was sitting Friday night, being refreshed by a wonderful speaker, I received a text from another friend of mine who I noticed wasn't at the conference. She and her daughter were headed to Scott and White in Temple -Faith's blood sugar was over 500 and she wasn't doing well. My heart sank. Now I'm not just angry, I'm pissed!
I know all too well what that high blood sugar number means. When Caleb was diagnosed with Type 1 diabetes almost two years ago it wasn't like the doctor said, "Well, his blood sugar is over 600 so it could be this or this or this." It was, "I'm sorry, Caleb has Type 1 Diabetes." There was no ambiguity or thoughts of what else might cause his blood sugar to be that high. His pancreas simply stopped working for whatever reason and now it was time for some insulin shots -forever barring a miracle. (Which, we are believing for!)
At this time, sweet Faith is still in the hospital with hopes of getting released on Monday. Her mom text me and was encouraged because she had seen our family walk through Caleb's diabetes together. Very humbling because we often feel we are muddling our way through. Muddle as we may, we do it together. Our family did make a consious choice to rally around Caleb and support him with an entirely new diet (gluten free - because gluten is bad for anyone with an autoimmune disease) and mostly grain free as well. Caleb is completely grain free except for special occassions like a birthday party as it helps us control his blood sugar better. It's still a roller coaster, but not near the roller coaster it was when he was eating rice and pasta and bread.
It's tough - Rebekah was teased at school the other day about her lunch. Seriously?!?! If you feel the need to pick on someone because of their lunch, you have a sorry existence. I told Rebekah to tell that girl to shut her pie hole. . . . . I have no patience for ignorance! Not very Christlike maybe, but then again, Jesus had no patience for ignorance either. I'm pretty sure He threw some temple tables! Maybe it's time I go throw some lunch tables!
It's expensive - When you eat hamburgers and hot dogs with no $1 per package buns, you can eat more meat and vegetables and fruit because the bread isn't there to fill you up. When everyone is eating more healthy, gluten free foods and less cheap mac & cheese, your food bill will skyrocket. When God really convicted me to lead my family down this mostly Paleo diet and gluten free always meals, I told Him that He was going to have to figure out how we were going to pay for it, because our budget just wasn't going to work with about a $400 per month increase. He honored that request. I don't know how we make it each month, but we do. God honored that becuase it's what He wants us to do.
The whole diabetes road is emotional. From blood sugar highs to blood sugar lows and then the weeks where things are almost perfect and you are praying it's because God is healing that pancreas and it's working -even if it's just a little bit.
Our family is standing with Faith and with Caleb. We have believed from day 1 that Caleb would be healed from this disease. We are believing that for Faith as well. My heart is sad for Faith that she has to walk this road, like it was sad for Caleb. But I know, our God is greater, our God is stronger, God You are higher than any other. Our God is healer. Awesome in power. Our God!!
So, to Pastor Janet, Pastor Lisa, Caleb, and Faith and all the other warriors walking through their battle I salute you. I am praying for you. Remember, the enemy has been defeated!
Sunday, October 21, 2012
Throwing Stones . . . .
Stephen was said to be the apostle that was stoned to death. I can't imagine a more hideous death except my fear of drowning or burning to death. Death is frightening thought even knowing I will get to be with Christ; I can't imagine a slow torture sort of thing. That just makes me cringe!
So, after posting an opinion on Facebook regarding the positions of President Obama and Governor Romney on immigration, I was accused of "throwing stones" and judging hearts. When I read the responses of a couple of my friends it hurt much deeper than I'm sure they know. I'm one that loves a good debate. I'm passionate about my beliefs and why I believe the way I do, but these accusations attacked my character -who I am in my inner heart and that was possibly more painful that getting hit by a stone myself.
First let me say it is impossible NOT to judge others. We judge people by their actions and what they say; we do it all the time. If someone says they are a Christ follower, but their actions show otherwise, I'd likely judge by their actions that they are a hypocrite. (gasp-I know!) What I won't do, however, is say they are not a true Christian. Only God knows that person's heart and whether or not they have truly accepted the gift of salvation.
That's not for me to say. That would be judging the heart and only God can do that.
I've pondered my friends' comments for the past week wondering if I was wrong to post what I did. I've prayed and asked God to help me figure out how to handle the hurt, asked Him to help show me if I was wrong, and I don't feel I did anything wrong. The hardest thing is knowing I've hurt a friend and having a friend think I am trying to judge the hearts of others.
It amazes me still that people who love the same God, sit in the same church, and listen to the same pastor can still have such different stances on things. Both sides fighting for what they feel is politically or socially correct and trying to use the Bible as the foundation for their fight. It is mind boggling really - something I may never understand!
I ask God to show me if I've done wrong, misspoken, or hurt anyone. I trust He will tell me and trust me, if I don't hear Him right away, He won't let me sleep at night so eventually, I will get the message! I pray I am not a stone thrower because I've realized how much it hurts to get hit by them.
So, after posting an opinion on Facebook regarding the positions of President Obama and Governor Romney on immigration, I was accused of "throwing stones" and judging hearts. When I read the responses of a couple of my friends it hurt much deeper than I'm sure they know. I'm one that loves a good debate. I'm passionate about my beliefs and why I believe the way I do, but these accusations attacked my character -who I am in my inner heart and that was possibly more painful that getting hit by a stone myself.
First let me say it is impossible NOT to judge others. We judge people by their actions and what they say; we do it all the time. If someone says they are a Christ follower, but their actions show otherwise, I'd likely judge by their actions that they are a hypocrite. (gasp-I know!) What I won't do, however, is say they are not a true Christian. Only God knows that person's heart and whether or not they have truly accepted the gift of salvation.
That's not for me to say. That would be judging the heart and only God can do that.
I've pondered my friends' comments for the past week wondering if I was wrong to post what I did. I've prayed and asked God to help me figure out how to handle the hurt, asked Him to help show me if I was wrong, and I don't feel I did anything wrong. The hardest thing is knowing I've hurt a friend and having a friend think I am trying to judge the hearts of others.
It amazes me still that people who love the same God, sit in the same church, and listen to the same pastor can still have such different stances on things. Both sides fighting for what they feel is politically or socially correct and trying to use the Bible as the foundation for their fight. It is mind boggling really - something I may never understand!
I ask God to show me if I've done wrong, misspoken, or hurt anyone. I trust He will tell me and trust me, if I don't hear Him right away, He won't let me sleep at night so eventually, I will get the message! I pray I am not a stone thrower because I've realized how much it hurts to get hit by them.
Friday, October 12, 2012
Double Standard
After listening to the debate last night, something keeps rolling around in my head that I just can't shake.
When the topic of abortion came up, both candidates said what their personal beliefs are as well as what the platform stance is. The thing that just rubbed me the wrong way, was the stance of the Democrats stating a woman has the right to choose and have control of her own body-under every circumstance. I've heard that for years -it was nothing new, but in light of new legislation that keeps passing and being pushed by Democrats, it seems they have a big double standard.
So, I have the right to choose to end a life, but did you know I (and you) have lost the right to purchase 100 watt incandescent light bulbs? Well, technically you can still buy them if there are any on the shelves. But, manufacturers have been outlawed from making them. Soon, we will not have the right to purchase a 75 watt light bulb or 60 watt, or 40 watt. They are all going away. We are being forced by legislation to eventually all purchase fluorescent bulbs or LED bulbs for our work or our homes. It's okay if I kill a baby, but it's not okay for me to decide what kind of light bulb I want in my home. Interesting this agenda is pushed by the same platform.
This same platform is also pushing Obamacare. I should have the right to choose whether or not I want insurance. It is my personal choice, not the choice of the government. And, if I am forced to purchase it, the only way it could be afforded individually is through the government program. As a business, if I choose to grow and we have more than 50 full time employees, I will be forced -whether or not I can afford it -to purchase health care for my employees. What's the incentive to grow? In fact, I think many companies will reduce people to part time simply to avoid this fiasco. Do I think health care is important? Absolutely! Do I think forcing people to purchase a good or service is right? Absolutely not! In fact, I don't even want my tax dollars going to Planned Parenthood. Government funded abortions sickens me. It goes against everything I believe in. What happened to liberty and freedom? I have the right to life, but it's my choice as to the kind of life I want to have, do I not?
Personally, I believe life begins at conception. I believe abortion is wrong. Children are a blessing from the LORD! But even if you put all of the principles of the Bible aside for just a moment, if we take a good look at our Declaration of Independence it states we have the right to Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Happiness. The right to life is not defined by age here. Whether that life be at 4 weeks and not even known about yet, or that life be at 104 years of age. We have the right to life.
Government, it is not your job to take care of me. It is not your job to tell me what good or service I have to buy whether it be a light bulb or insurance.
Cut out the double standards. Get back to our foundation -look at our Constitution. Either we are free people who value all life or we are not. Personally I feel more and more bound every day.
When the topic of abortion came up, both candidates said what their personal beliefs are as well as what the platform stance is. The thing that just rubbed me the wrong way, was the stance of the Democrats stating a woman has the right to choose and have control of her own body-under every circumstance. I've heard that for years -it was nothing new, but in light of new legislation that keeps passing and being pushed by Democrats, it seems they have a big double standard.
So, I have the right to choose to end a life, but did you know I (and you) have lost the right to purchase 100 watt incandescent light bulbs? Well, technically you can still buy them if there are any on the shelves. But, manufacturers have been outlawed from making them. Soon, we will not have the right to purchase a 75 watt light bulb or 60 watt, or 40 watt. They are all going away. We are being forced by legislation to eventually all purchase fluorescent bulbs or LED bulbs for our work or our homes. It's okay if I kill a baby, but it's not okay for me to decide what kind of light bulb I want in my home. Interesting this agenda is pushed by the same platform.
This same platform is also pushing Obamacare. I should have the right to choose whether or not I want insurance. It is my personal choice, not the choice of the government. And, if I am forced to purchase it, the only way it could be afforded individually is through the government program. As a business, if I choose to grow and we have more than 50 full time employees, I will be forced -whether or not I can afford it -to purchase health care for my employees. What's the incentive to grow? In fact, I think many companies will reduce people to part time simply to avoid this fiasco. Do I think health care is important? Absolutely! Do I think forcing people to purchase a good or service is right? Absolutely not! In fact, I don't even want my tax dollars going to Planned Parenthood. Government funded abortions sickens me. It goes against everything I believe in. What happened to liberty and freedom? I have the right to life, but it's my choice as to the kind of life I want to have, do I not?
Personally, I believe life begins at conception. I believe abortion is wrong. Children are a blessing from the LORD! But even if you put all of the principles of the Bible aside for just a moment, if we take a good look at our Declaration of Independence it states we have the right to Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Happiness. The right to life is not defined by age here. Whether that life be at 4 weeks and not even known about yet, or that life be at 104 years of age. We have the right to life.
Government, it is not your job to take care of me. It is not your job to tell me what good or service I have to buy whether it be a light bulb or insurance.
Cut out the double standards. Get back to our foundation -look at our Constitution. Either we are free people who value all life or we are not. Personally I feel more and more bound every day.
Monday, October 1, 2012
Cook Book
So, Dennis thinks I need to put together a Paleo cookbook with a conglomeration of recipes I've made up myself and stolen from Pinterest.
hmmmmmm . . ..
hmmmmmm . . ..
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