Thursday, April 12, 2012

Mommy's Little Shadow

This girl has been attached to my side from Day 1! (and I love it) Every evening when I tuck her in, she says, "I'll see you in the morning, and we can get Daddy ready for work, and you can drink coffee and I'll drink chocolate milk! That's right!" And sure enough, as soon as I walk down the hall, there are little footsteps behind me.

She helps pack his lunch while I fix breakfast. "I'll do it! Let me!"


So precious!What a wonderful way to send Dad off to work each day!

Are you this cheerful at 4:45 a.m.?

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19 Things That The Talking Heads On Television Are Being Strangely Silent About

Interesting article from a blog that I check often:


I know...it ends with a preposition. It drives me crazy too, but try to get past it and read this great article.

Tuesday, April 10, 2012

Monday, April 9, 2012

Doodle Love


Doodle is still with us, though she looks rough for the journey! Click on the "Doodle" label at the right of my blog to see what she originally looked like.

Kitchen Cupboard Medicine

I wanted to share this great resource for natural treatments of many common ailments.

Sigh.....

There's nothing like cooking a delicious chicken pot pie that you can't even eat. It's a good thing my family appreciates my good cooking (and they really do).


Have I ever mentioned that food allergies stink?

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Saturday, April 7, 2012

Happy Resurrection Day!

It's that awkward time of year again, where Christian parents (reportedly 88% of them) are placed in the impossible position of trying to reconcile the Easter Bunny with the Resurrection of Christ. Most will take the path of "these are 2 separate things," as in, "Easter is really about the resurrection of Christ, but at the same time we dye and hunt eggs and await the arrival of a benevolent, gift-bearing rabbit". (I'm trying to keep a straight face.) However absurd that is, if it were true, there would be nothing inherently immoral about that. But the truth is, the Bible has a lot to say about the origin of the Easter Bunny, and all the pagan rituals that accompany the arrival of spring.
Below is a link to an excellent article that provides a history (from Biblical and secular sources) of the beginnings of the Mother-Son cult that began at Nimrod's tower in Babel.
"Where Did Easter Get Its Name? Where Did the Concept of an Easter Egg and Bunny Originate?"
This article does an excellent job of laying its history. After reading it carefully, consider these scriptures that deal with the Mother-Son Cult:

Jeremiah 44:15-19 (The Queen of Heaven, also cakes)
Jeremiah 7:18-19 (cakes, now known as Hot Cross Buns)
Ezekiel 8:13-14 (weeping for Tammuz, now known as Lent)
Ezekiel 8:15-16 (sunrise service)*

(*I do realize that Christians, completely apart from pagan practice, might legitimately have a sunrise service to commemorate the Resurrection, "early in the morning the first day of the week"; however, the pagans did it first for different reasons)

These Scriptures are startling when you further study the history of Constantine and his "conversion"; in which all the Mother-Son Cult practices were conveniently switched over to a Christianized version. Thus, Semiramis became Mary; and Tammuz became Jesus. Of course, this eventually morphed into the Mother-Son Cult of the Catholic Church, with Mary as the Queen of Heaven.

The true Mary would be appalled at such worship, although even before the Crucifixion, Satan had inspired one woman to worship Mary (his lies never change, they're just re-packaged with every generation and culture). Note:

"And it came to pass, as he spake these things, a certain woman of the company lifted up her voice, and said unto him, Blessed is the womb that bare thee, and the paps which thou hast sucked. But he said, Yea rather, blessed are they that hear the word of God, and keep it." Luke 11:27-28

Other names for the Mother-Son cult in scripture to run references on are Baal, Ashtoreth, Ashtaroth, Chemosh, and Molech.


It's a lot to soak in, and if you'd like to research it more, I can recommend 3 books:

The Genesis Record by Dr. Henry Morris
The Two Babylons by Alexander Hislop
Babylon Religion by David W. Daniels

Do I think that people are going to hell if they dye and hunt Easter eggs? Of course not! But the false religion of Babylon has sent billions to hell through the ages, and I don't want to be a part of it! In fact, the Bible calls the Babylonian religion "The Great Whore".

"And upon her forehead was a name written, MYSTERY, BABYLON THE GREAT, THE MOTHER OF HARLOTS AND ABOMINATIONS OF THE EARTH. And I saw the women drunken with the blood of the saints, and with the blood of the martyrs of Jesus" Rev. 17:5, 6 (think: inquisition!)

We are also admonished to "come out of her, my people, that ye be not partakers of her sins, and that ye receive not of her plagues. For her sins have reached unto heaven, and God hath remembered her iniquities." Rev. 18:4, 5
I will be remembering Christ's resurrection with my family and my church tomorrow. The Bible actually gives the church 2 ordinances by which to remember Christ's death and His resurrection, and that is through The Lord's Supper (His death) and Believer's Baptism (His resurrection). [Incidentally, we are not commanded to mark His birth, although we're not told NOT to.]

I hope all my friends have a wonderful Resurrection Day tomorrow! I rejoice and look forward to our own bodily resurrection one day. For "if in this life only we have hope in Christ, we are of all men most miserable." (I Cor. 15:19) But praise God, He is the firstfruits! And because He defeated death...

"Behold, I shew you a mystery; We shall not all sleep, but we shall all be changed, In a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trump: for the trumpet shall sound, and the dead shall be raised incorruptible, and we shall be changed."
I Cor. 15:51, 52

Christ the Lord is risen today! Hallelujah!

Friday, April 6, 2012

Garden Time!




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Wednesday, April 4, 2012

Class Dismissed

Here's a trailer for a movie that will be released soon called "Class Dismissed". It looks very interesting, and it says something that I admit even I have a hard time just coming right out and saying to others. The message is that a homeschool education is superior to a classroom experience.


It's true that I'm a Christian, and I don't want to turn my children over to a secular, atheist government to indoctrinate them with humanism and evolution. It's also true that I'm a mother hen, and I don't want to send my kids off to be violated by perverts (men and women these days), and having them WITH ME is my ONLY guarantee against this. The prevailing notion has been that homeschool parents are willing to sacrifice a quality education to guard against these evils; therefore, those who don't see a true threat in these areas just consider homeschoolers irresponsible and negligent toward their children. However, the wonderful truth is that while homeschool parents are protecting their children, they are are also able to provide them with a well-rounded, tailored education that prepares them for a life of success.

God's way is always the best way! In addition to providing a superior education, homeschooling allows me to:
  • shelter my children from evil and guard their innocence (Rom. 16:19; I Cor. 14:20)
  • pass along my faith (I Tim. 1:5 and 3:15) in a walk-along, talk-along manner (Deut. 6:6-9)
  • customize socialization (Prov. 13:20; I Cor. 15:33)
  • avoid ungodly teachers that will undermine their faith (Psalm 1:1; Jer. 10:2; I Tim. 6:20, 21)
  • cultivate a perfect heart and a willing mind (I Chron. 28:9)
  • order their education priorities: faith THEN virtue THEN knowledge (2 Pet. 1:5-8)
  • not give to Caesar that which belongs to the Lord (Ezekiel 16:20-21; Matt. 22:21)
Hooray for home education! I hope this film will open the hearts and minds of many parents.



Tuesday, April 3, 2012

A good time was had by all!

This past weekend we gathered with friends for a "Titanic 100" party. Although we had lots of fun with our theme, we did take a moment to solemnly remember that, although the Lord is pleased when man takes dominion and explores his creation through science and technology, He is not to be mocked by foolish declarations like "The Titanic is a ship that God couldn't sink".

We let the women and children eat first (naturally...and this was NOT popular with the guys LOL). We played a rousing game of "lifesavers" (a.k.a. "washers"), had a shipmates dash (a.k.a. "3 legged race"), and had iceberg floats for dessert. I'm so thankful that the Lord has allowed our family to be surrounded by such wonderful friends.











Needless to say, everyone slept well Saturday night!

When you pray, pray for this woman.

Below is a heartbreaking article from the daughter of Alice Walker, the author of the morally destitute, lesbian love story "The Color Purple".


Here's how it begins:
The other day I was vacuuming when my son came bounding into the room. 'Mummy, Mummy, let me help,' he cried. His little hands were grabbing me around the knees and his huge brown eyes were looking up at me. I was overwhelmed by a huge surge of happiness.

I love the way his head nestles in the crook of my neck. I love the way his face falls into a mask of eager concentration when I help him learn the alphabet. But most of all, I simply love hearing his little voice calling: 'Mummy, Mummy.'

It reminds me of just how blessed I am. The truth is that I very nearly missed out on becoming a mother - thanks to being brought up by a rabid feminist who thought motherhood was about the worst thing that could happen to a woman.

You see, my mum taught me that children enslave women. I grew up believing that children are millstones around your neck, and the idea that motherhood can make you blissfully happy is a complete fairytale.



Read more: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/article-1021293/How-mothers-fanatical-feminist-views-tore-apart-daughter-The-Color-Purple-author.html#ixzz1qzGQWM92


I pray that at the end of this woman's journey for truth, she finds the ultimate love that only Christ offers. Pray for her!

Overpopulation? Here we go again...

What a graceful answer to such a rude question!

Monday, April 2, 2012

Monumentally Disappointed

Let me just say at the beginning of this post, that I HAVE NOT SEEN KIRK CAMERON'S NEW MOVIE MONUMENTAL. My personal conviction is that a movie theater where my Lord's name is cursed and mocked hundreds of times each day (along with glorifying all other manner of sin and debauchery) is no place for a child of God, even for a "good" movie. Even so, I have heard and read much about the movie.

I don't mean to beat up on a fellow believer, but I was quite alarmed to hear that Kirk Cameron arranged to have Mormon Glenn Beck piped in live at the beginning of the film. Reading the transcripts, it was so disheartening to see that he allowed Beck to speak of God and counsel the audience on spiritual matters. Having learned so much from Kirk's ministry (Way of the Master) about Mormonism, I was utterly shocked at the complete failure of discernment on Kirk Cameron's part to give accreditation to Beck's cult.

Most Christians today have little or no discernment. Their commitment to theology and doctrine is an inch deep and a mile wide. They are impressed with Beck's talk of God and Jesus and even salvation, but the reality is that his God and Jesus are not the God and Jesus of the Bible!

I guess what has shocked me the most about Kirk Cameron's inclusion of Glenn Beck in this spiritual enterprise, and thus his endorsement of Beck's theology, is that Kirk Cameron was one of the VERY FEW who declined involvement is Beck's pseudo-revival 8/28 Restoring Honor rally, an ecumenical hodgepodge.


I have been blessed by the ministry and integrity of Kirk Cameron through the years, but I do believe he has fallen into the same ecumenical ditch about which he has spent the last 10+ years warning others. He is in my prayers.

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Sunday, April 1, 2012

Can She Cook?

My family and I have laughed at this all weekend.

For your viewing pleasure...the Duck Commander:



I dedicate this post to my own personal redneck, whom I have loved (and cooked for) for 18 years!

Friday, March 30, 2012

Room With a View

It's so great to have a handy husband! I broke our kitchen window last year (whoops), and he replaced it today with the picture window I've always wanted there! He and Caleb did a great job.





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Thursday, March 29, 2012

Pink?

I don't remember the Batmobile being pink.......


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Monday, March 26, 2012

The Care and Torture of Caterpillars

Summer Rose has overcome her fear of caterpillars! I know they are so glad.



My kids have always "loved" caterpillars. Here's Seth (sitting in piano lessons) with some caterpillars he colored with a Sharpie last year.


And here's a picture from 2008 with my dirty little munchkins making caterpillar houses out of magnets. (Sis will kill me for posting this. Aren't they precious?)

My Bear of a Blog

Well, it's spring. The bears are coming out of hibernation, and it's time my own blog came out of hibernation too. I've been pretty overwhelmed the past few months from many different angles in life, and I just had to focus on the essentials for a while.

I have truly missed blogging, although I don't think anyone else even noticed I had quit LOL. Here's a little update on what's been going on at the Stringer household:

KK has grown a foot and gets more handsome every day!

My sweet girl turned 12!

Seth is still cutting up dead stuff (see cow eye below)

Bub is still saving the world from Nazis and Muslims

Summer has discovered Dorothy!


And for something pretty funny....I was preparing to send in my older version of Teaching Textbooks Pre-Algebra that KK did for 8th grade for the newer auto-grading version they just released so I'll have it for my future students. For this exchange, it is required to send in your old, used textbook. As I was getting my package ready, I scanned through the book and noticed the last page. My little comedian tends to doodle all through his school work. I bet poor Greg and Shawn (the Teaching Textbook authors) will be surprised when they see this! :-)




Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Why Ron Paul?

Please take time to read this awesome blog post by Pastor Voddie Baucham.
Here's how he begins:
"Let me say ahead of time that I do not believe that politics will save America. Nor do I believe there are any perfect candidates. There never have been, and there never will be. Moreover, it is not my goal to answer every objection to the Paul candidacy as I know that there are those who, for various reasons, will not be persuaded, and more importantly, that’s not my job. My goal here is to offer insight in to my own reasoning as I wade through another political season and make a personal choice."

Read entire post here: Blog: Why Ron Paul? | Grace Family Baptist Church

Saturday, January 7, 2012

The Modernist Preacher Entering Hell


The Modernist Preacher Entering Hell
http://www.vcyamerica.org/modernistpreacher

He was an ordained minister, but modern in his views.
He preached his twisted doctrines to people in the pews.
He would not hurt their feelings, whate'er the cost would be,
But for their smiles and friendship and compliments sought he.
His church was filled with wicked souls that should be saved from sin,
But never once he showed the way or tried a soul to win.
He preached about the lovely birds that twitter in the trees,
The babl'ing of the running brooks, the murm'ring of the seas.

He quoted fancy poetry that tickled list'ning ears
When sorrow came to some, he tried to laugh away their tears.
His smooth and slipp'ry sermons made the people slide to hell.
The harm he did by preaching goes beyond what we can tell.
He took our Holy Bible, and preached it full of holes,
The Virgin Birth, said he can't be believed by honest souls,
The miracles of Jesus and the resurrection tale
For educated ones like us, today, cannot avail.
We're living in an age, said he, when wisdom rules and reigns,
When man's intelligence is great and superstition wanes.

He said, we're all God's children who live upon this earth,
No message of salvation, no need of second birth.
His coat was bought with money that he had wrongly gained,
For through his twisted sermons his wealth he had obtained.
He was just like the Roman soldiers that watched at Jesus' grave,
For money in abundance, to them, the people gave;
It all was theirs by telling what was a sinful lie -
A resurrected Savior, they, too, were to deny.

The day at last had come for the minister to die,
When to his congregation, he had to say good-bye.
His form lay cold and lifeless, his ministry was past,
His tongue with all its poison was hushed and stilled at last.
His funeral was grand; he was lauded to the skies-
They preached him into heaven where there are no good-byes.
Upon the lonely hill, underneath the shady trees,
His form was laid to rest in the whisp'ring of the breeze.

A tombstone was erected with words: "He is at rest,
He's gone to heaven's glories to live among the blest."
His body now is lifeless, but Ah! His soul lives on,
He failed to enter in where they thought that he had gone.
The letters on the tombstone or that sermon some had heard,
Could not decide his destiny, 'twas not the final word.
He still had God to deal with, the one who knows the heart;
While others entered heaven, he heard the word, "Depart."

He pauses for a moment upon the brink of hell;
He stares into a depth where he evermore will dwell.
He hears the cries and groanings of souls he had misled,
He recognizes faces among the screaming dead.
He sees departed deacons which he had highly praised.
Their fingers pointing at him as they their voices raised:
"You stood behind the pulpit, and lived in awful sin,
We took you for a saint, but a liar you have been."
Accusing cries! He hears them, "Ah! You have been to blame,
You led us into darkness when you were seeking fame."

"You preached your deadly doctrine, we thought you knew the way.
We fed you and we clothed you, we even raised your pay.
You've robbed us of a home where no tear-drops ever flow,
Where days are always fair and the heav'nly breezes blow.
Where living streams are flowing, and saints and Angels sing,
Where every one is happy, and Hallelujahs ring.
We're in this place of torment, from which no soul returns;
We hear the cry of lost ones, we feel the sizzling burns;
Give us a drop of water, we're tortured in this flame;
You failed to preach salvation to us through Jesus' Name."

The preacher turns in horror, he tries to leave the scene,
He knows the awful future for every soul unclean,
But there he meets the devil, whom he has served so well,
He feels the demon powers as they drag him into hell.
Throughout eternal ages, his groans, too, must be heard-
He, too, must suffer torment-he failed to heed God's Word.
He feels God's wrath upon him, he hears the hot flames roar,
His doctrine now is different, he ridicules no more.

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

This is so amazing!

This is one of the best "flash mobs" I have seen. You must wait until the end and see the nativity! I avoid shopping (at least during peak hours) during this time of year, but I've heard how awful and rude the crowds have been during this season. Perhaps if more shoppers could be reminded in this wonderful way of the humility of our Lord, they would be inclined to show a little more Christmas spirit. Merry Christmas to everyone!

Friday, December 16, 2011

Santa Pause:A Biblical Perspective by Rev. Justin Peters

read the entire article here:

Santa Pause: A Biblical Perspective by Rev. Justin Peters

here is an excerpt:

The truth of Santa's history is hard to know for certain, but there certainly seems to be enough evidence to make plausible the theory that his origins are not quite as genteel as popularly imagined. Though Santa's origins may be of interest to some, for the vast majority of people, Santa is about as far from ominous as one could get. He is a gentle, roly-poly, grandfatherly figure who gives good gifts to children once a year. What could possibly be the harm? Right?

Characteristics and Attributes

We now get to the meat of the matter. This is where I must ask you as much as possible to put aside personal preferences, majority opinion, tradition and preconceived notions in general dealing with Santa Claus. Here is where I ask that you consider the following information from a purely biblical point of view. In this section we will examine who Santa is and Who God is. We will look at his characteristics and attributes and compare them to God's characteristics and attributes. Until this past year I had never given this much thought at all. In fact, just a little over a year ago I was in much more need of reading an article such as this, not writing it. I invite you now, though, to join me as we "take every thought captive to the obedience of Christ" (2 Cor. 10:5) and consider if there is biblical warrant for us to give Santa, pause.

Eternal – Santa is often portrayed as having a wife, but never a mother or father. He seems to have no real beginning and certainly no end. He's just always been around and always will be. Eternality is one of God's attributes. As with all of His attributes, eternality is uniquely His. He is the great I AM. He has always been and always will be (Ex. 3:15; Is. 41:4; 43:13; Ps. 90:1-2; Col. 1:16-17; Rev. 1:8).

Immutable – Closely related to his eternality, Santa is also, apparently, immutable. In other words, he does not change. Year after year after year on December 24th he boards his sleigh and makes his appointed rounds with just as much energy, enthusiasm and strength as he has in years past. Time seems to stand still for Santa. Unlike all of the other created plants, animals and we humans who grow old and undergo decay, Santa appears immune from the passage of time and the curse of the Fall. He never gets sick, never tires, and never seems to age. God is also immutable (Mal. 3:6; Hebrews 6:17; 13:8; James 1:17).

Omnipresent – Santa is, in effect, everywhere at the same time. True, he does go from one house to another to another but he visits every child's house in the world all in one night. In my research I came across a rather humorous engineering analysis of Santa's feat of flying. Assuming that Santa does not visit Buddhist, Hindu, or Islamic children, etc. he still manages to visit some 91.8 million homes in one night. Just to be generous, this author[5] allowed Santa a full 24 hours with an additional 6 provided by different time zones with the assumption of east to west travel. According to this author, Santa must visit 822.6 homes per second so, for all intents and purposes, we can say that he is omnipresent. Humor aside, omnipresence is one of God's attributes. He is limited neither by space nor time and is everywhere present in His fullness (Deut. 4:39; 1 Kgs. 8:27; Ps. 139:8; Jer. 23:23-24; Eph. 1:23).

Omniscient – This is one of Santa's creepier attributes. He seemingly knows everything. Consider the words of John Coots and Haven Gillespie's 1934 song "Santa Clause is Coming to Town:" He knows if you've been sleeping, he knows when you're awake. He knows if you've been bad or good so be good for goodness sake. From his home at the North Pole Santa possesses the ability to know when each and every child (and presumably adult) on earth is sleeping and awake. Compare Santa's power with that of God: Proverbs 15:3, "The eyes of the Lord are in every place, keeping watch on the evil and the good." Eerily similar, is it not? Santa knows our behavior and is apparently qualified to make judgments as to its meritorious value. He sees all and knows all. Omniscience is also one of God's unique attributes (Job 21:22; Ps. 33:13-15; 139:1-4; Mat. 6:4).

Goodness – Santa is portrayed as kind, gentle, jovial and good via his authority to determine which children have been "bad or good." "Good" is a word that we often use to describe everything from people to some desired outcome or to fried chicken. Some will undoubtedly think I am stretching here, but describing Santa as "good" is problematic when coupled with all of the other divine attributes ascribed to him. God's standard of goodness is moral perfection and complete obedience as measured by the Ten Commandments. None of us measure up to that standard. We have all sinned (Rom. 3:23) and all of us have hearts that are "deceitful above all things and desperately wicked" (Jer. 17:9). The Apostle Paul knew that "nothing good dwells" in us (Rom. 7:18) and that there are "none good, no not one" (Rom 3:10-11). Except Santa. Santa is good by his nature. This, too, is in direct opposition to Scripture. In a statement affirming His own deity, Jesus told the rich young ruler plainly, "No one is good except God alone" (Mark 10:18). God's goodness (His omnibenevolence) is original to Him and is not possessed by any of the fallen created order (Ps. 52:1; 107:8; 119:68; 1 Jn. 1:5). Santa's "goodness" separates him from every other created thing and puts him in the class of God.

Gift Giver – That Santa gives gifts to good children and leaves lumps of coal for the bad is inextricably tied to his goodness. Only One who is intrinsically good by character and nature is truly qualified to make judgments about good and bad behavior and render the appropriate rewards and punishments. Aside from this, though, Santa's activity all year is for him and his elves (ponder that Santa has elves and God has angels) to create toys for worldwide distribution. He is a gift giver and gives with no expectation of anything in return (save for the milk and cookies dutifully left by children). In this aspect, too, Santa looks just like God. God is the only true gift giver because only He gives with truly pure motives. He gives light (Gen 1:3), He gives man the fruit of his labor (Ecc. 3:13), He gives individual personal abilities (1 Cor. 7:7), He gives love (2 Tim. 1:6-7), He gives spiritual gifts (Rom. 11:29), He gives faith and repentance (Heb. 12:2 and Acts 5:30,31; 11:17; 2 Tim. 2:24-26 respectively) for the gift of salvation (Eph. 2:8-9) in the Gift of His Son, Jesus Christ (Jn. 3:16). God is not only the ultimate gift giver, but it also the only true gift giver for "every good thing and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights" (James 1:17).


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Wednesday, December 14, 2011

WHO AM I?

Got this in an email a few days ago and thought it was pretty eye-opening.


"I was born in one country, raised in another. My father was born in another
country. I was not his only child. He fathered several children with
numerous women. I became very close to my mother, as my father showed no
interest in me.

My mother died at an early age from cancer. Although my father deserted me
and my mother raised me, I later wrote a book idolizing my father, not my
mother.

Later in life, questions arose over my real name. My birth records were
sketchy. No one was able to produce a legitimate, reliable birth
certificate.

I grew up practicing one faith but converted to Christianity, as it was
widely accepted in my new country, but I practiced non-traditional beliefs
and didn't follow Christianity, except in the public eye under scrutiny.

I worked and lived among lower-class people as a young adult, disguising
myself as someone who really cared about them.


That was before I decided it was time to get serious about my life and
embarked on a new career. I wrote a book about my struggles growing up. It
was clear to those who read my memoirs, that I had difficulties accepting
that my father abandoned me as a child.

I became active in local politics in my 30's then, with help behind the
scenes, I literally burst onto the scene as a candidate for national office
in my 40's. They said I had a golden tongue and could talk anyone into
anything.

I had a virtually non-existent resume, little work history, and no
experience in leading a single organization. Yet I was a powerful speaker
and citizens were drawn to me, as though I were a magnet and they were small
roofing tacks. I drew incredibly large crowds during my public appearances.
This bolstered my ego.

At first, my political campaign focused on my country's foreign policy...I
was very critical of my country in the last war, and seized every
opportunity to bash my country. But what launched my rise to national
prominence was my views on the country's economy. I pretended to have a
really good plan on how we could do better, and every poor person would be
fed and housed for free.

I knew which group was responsible for getting us into this mess. It was the
free market, banks and corporations. I decided to start making citizens hate
them and, if they became envious of others who did well, the plan was
clinched tight. I called mine "A People's Campaign". That sounded good to
all people. I was the surprise candidate because I emerged from outside the
traditional path of politics and was able to gain widespread popular
support.

I knew that, if I merely offered the people 'hope', together we could change
our country and the world. So, I started to make my speeches sound like they
were on behalf of the downtrodden, poor, ignorant to include "persecuted
minorities".

My true views were not widely known and I kept them unknown, until after I
became my nation's leader. I had to carefully guard reality, as anybody
could have easily found out what I really believed, if they had simply read
my writings and examined those people I associated with. I'm glad they
didn't.

Then I became the most powerful man in the world. And then the world learned
the truth."

"Who am I?"



ADOLPH HITLER : If you were thinking of SOMEONE ELSE, you should be scared,
very scared!

The Colossal, Monstrous, Gluttonous, Ineffective, Worthless Machine Called Government Bureaucracy

When government steps beyond its bounds of protecting the life, liberty, and property of its citizens, it is always, I repeat....ALWAYS....an expensive boondoggle of a disaster.

Take, for example, education. It's no secret that I homeschool, and I believe that homeschooling is the safest and most effective way to educate children, especially Christian children. That does NOT mean that I am critical or skeptical of other Christian parents who make different choices. Not only that, I truly believe that there was a time when "public education" was a good thing for the children and the community. That was back when it was truly "public" education and not "government" education. Back in the old days, the town chose the teacher, the textbooks, the schedule, and the graduation requirements for their own children. They had a vested interest in the decisions they made because they loved the children whom these decisions affected.

Enter "Clown in Chief" President Jimmy Carter. [The reason Carter loves Obama so much is because now Carter is no longer labeled the absolute worst President in history] In 1979, he created an illegal, unconstitutional Cabinet department called the Department of Education (along with the illegal Department of Energy). This federal bureaucracy has about 5,000 employees. Parents have no say-so in who is hired. The President is free to pack this department with pedophiles, abortionists, homosexuals, and educated idiots who could probably tell you more about Lady Gaga than George Washington. (I so wish I was making this stuff up, but if you don't believe me, read it for yourself.) Half of them probably don't even have children, much less have any interest whatsoever in YOUR children. Their goal is the "common good". So when they tell you that your child is reading "below level", that may or may not mean that your child has difficulty reading. It may mean that he is perfectly capable of reading classic literature, worthwhile publications, and quite able to function in society and interpret information for himself. Oh, horror of horrors.....A CHILD WHO CAN THINK FOR HIMSELF! This could not benefit the greater good of society!

We need tests. Standardized tests. So that everyone is on the same level. Equal. United. For the common good. Instead of reading books written by individual, passionate authors, we'll give them pre-digested, abridged excerpts determined by a hired committee, and then see if we can train the kids to answer "comprehension" questions. Then we'll rate the kids, and we'll also rate the teachers on how well the kids do on the tests. So, Mrs. Smith has to lay aside her passion for imparting knowledge and teach kids how to pass government tests, and Johnny has to put down his awesome book and stop learning in order to be trained. What a disaster!

Someone shared this article on FB the other day, and I thought it was just awesome.

When an Adult Took Standardized Tests Forced on Kids

It's about a highly educated and successful businessman, member of a School Board, who decided to take the same tests required by local 10th graders. His brave and honest assessment of the process has changed the way he views this whole standardized test racket. Be sure and also read the linked update that is at the top of the article. I think this incident proves everything that homeschoolers and conservatives have been saying for years: Government makes poor parents! The idea that a massive bureaucracy, located hundreds of miles away from the target, spending other people's money, with no vested interest in the little souls they direct, could ever be effective is just ludicrous thinking!

1 iPod, 2 Silly Boys

I love it when my boys get creative. They'll close themselves up for hours and all you hear is giggling, banging, bouncing, slamming, screaming, etc. You never know what they'll emerge with: a show, something they've built or drawn, a story they've written, or now..... a video.

I thought this one was pretty hilarious from a couple of homeschoolers who don't have a clue what "homework" is. (That's the "Arthur" soundtrack playing)

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

THINK before you speak!

Here's something the kids and I have been working on lately. I saw this acronym (T.H.I.N.K.) a while back and thought it was a great way to remember to choose our words carefully. One day, we were discussing it, and I started to bring in a few Bible verses. I was amazed at the conviction that began to show on everyone's faces (including my own). So, we got out our Bibles and began looking up verses to go with each letter/idea. So often, I fail miserably as a parent and fall into the "wrath of mom to bring the righteousness of God" routine. How simple and productive it is to just open up the Word of God and let It speak directly to our hearts!

I typed up and printed this little poster. I can't believe how many times I've heard the phrase, "Think before you speak!" in the past few days. I know it has certainly made me be much more mindful of what passes the door of my lips!

A Day Which Will Live In Infamy

I'm posting this video today in honor and in memory of all the Pearl Harbor veterans. 2,390 Americans (including many civilians) died on that Sunday morning attack 70 years ago.

This video has an interesting perspective from one of the survivors (who also served later in the Korean War), about the U.S. "minding our own business". I'm not a pacifist, but I am a non-interventionist, just like our first President George Washington. When Pearl Harbor was attacked, America rightfully retaliated and joined World War II to directly defend its territorial borders, ending 4 years later with the bombing of Hiroshima and Nagasaki.

10 years after 9/11, our soldiers are being sent here and yonder, with no clear strategy and not even a clearly defined enemy. It's past time to bring them home. There will never be a successful democratic government set up in Iraq. They've fought for 4,000 years and like it that way. Our troops should be here, defending our borders against illegal immigrants!

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

So Much Fun!

My mother-in-law and I took the big kids to 2 assisted living centers yesterday to play piano. One of the centers was an Alzheimer's center. They were scheduled to play for 30 minute sessions, which is the first time they had played for such a long period of time without stopping. We had so much fun, and it was a really good experience in so many ways for the kids. Here are a few clips:

Caleb, Musette in D Major by Bach


Madelyn, Morning Has Broken (they really loved this piano!)


Caleb, Good Morning Blues. The residents really liked this one. They were dancing at the Alzheimer's place, but the piano was so out of tune that the video sounds bad, so I'll post this one instead.


Madelyn, Habanera from Carmen


At the Alzheimer's center, one of them asked if Madelyn could play "God Bless America", and she said she couldn't, but he started singing it anyway while she played something else. They all sang to all of the hymns. I was really proud of how they stayed focused on their playing and still enjoyed the residents as well.

Seth & KK, Heart and Soul

Seth has his first recital this Sunday. He's only been taking lessons for 2 months and is obviously not ready for performing yet, but I love his zeal. He would have been crushed if I'd told him he couldn't go, now that he has joined the ranks of "piano players" in our family. He has raced through his first book already and practices all the time, so KK worked with him to play this little duet. I'm so glad we took him! It was good for him, but also the residents fell in love with his dimples and big brown eyes. One lady walked him around and introduced him to everyone there! He loved every second of it.

Also, there were 2 piano teachers there, 1 retired and 1 still giving lessons at 90 years old! They were very encouraging to the kids.

For Sunday's recital, KK and Sis are playing (separately), 2 of my favorite pieces of music. It's been a joy to hear them practice for the past few months. For my FB friends, I've already posted these on Facebook, but I thought I'd put them here again for those who aren't. I'm so thankful for the hard work and dedication my children have put into piano. It's really paying off now.

Moonlight Sonata, Beethoven


Canon in D, Pachelbel

Thursday, November 3, 2011

I love my kids!

(even if they can't spell)

Their latest rivalry has been a rubber band war. I love watching them have fun together! I found this laying on the couch.


- Posted using my iPhone

Sunday, October 30, 2011

Your Best Life Later!






(KJV) 1 Corinthians 15:19 If in this life only we have hope in Christ, we are of all men most miserable.

I'm so thankful that the best is yet to come!


- Posted using my iPhone

Friday, October 28, 2011

Growing in Wisdom AND Stature






Looks just like his Daddy!


- Posted using my iPhone

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

Just a little experiment

Here's a little something I made on my iPhone:


Happy Birthday, Audrey!




I made this cake for my cute little niece, Audrey.

Here she is a few weeks ago sitting with my sister in the hospital bed after her new little sister arrived. She's a spitting image of my sister, Jada. I experience déjà vu every time I look at her!




I was out of piping gel, so I couldn't do my normal little trick of tracing onto waxed paper, then transferring the picture. Therefore, this is a free hand job which is NOT my speciality. Of course, Audrey was happy so I am too!

- Posted using my iPhone

Mmmmmm!

This coffee, "Monkey Coffee," as Bub calls it, is so delicious on this cold, rainy fall afternoon! He calls it monkey coffee because the smell reminds him of monkey bread. Get some soon because it's seasonal.



This blog is really to myself in case it makes me sick. (Tara, you really did enjoy that pumpkin spiced coffee, and you had a sweet time sharing a cup with Bubbie while snuggling on the couch. It was worth it.)

Coffee and Bible reading used to be my favorite combination for early mornings. These days, it's coffee and prayer (prayer that I don't get sick!). I guess coffee and prayer isn't a bad combo, right?

- Posted using my iPhone

Monday, October 17, 2011

This is dedicated to my husband...

who absolutely cannot read lips to save his life!

This website takes public speeches and songs and "lip reads" them. It's hilarious, because it really does look like they're saying the nonsense that you hear. I chose the Rick Perry one, since I'd rather hear hilarious nonsense than his globalist, soft-immigration, Mulism-loving, parental-rights-hating hot air.




But I have to admit, this one is funnier:



Saturday, October 15, 2011

Birth order, anyone?

I'm definitely not into psychology, but years ago I read Kevin Leman's birth order book, and I was amazed at how true his descriptions of family dynamics were. I am the firstborn. Maybe just a teenie, weenie bit controlling and bossy. (only a little!)

What do you think? (also from 1982, 7 years old)



About the smoking, no...none of my friends smoked, although some of them obviously had sinus and fidgeting problems; but smoking would have been my worst nightmare. My daddy smoked (thankfully, he has quit! Yay, Daddy!), but I hated every second of it growing up. Obviously LOL.

"7" Was a Rough Year

My parents cleaned out their attic and gave me a box of things from years gone by. I thought this was pretty funny. It's dated 1982, when I was 7 years old. Incidentally, this was about a month before I got saved. :-)



And just for the record, I had a wonderful childhood and I dearly love my sister, Jada.

Wednesday, October 12, 2011

!!

Wow! You really should look at this. Seriously. Click on the link:

U.S. Debt Clock

Granted, "No Child Left Behind" was a spending boondoggle of a disaster, but it looks like thrift compared to ObamaCare.

Monday, October 10, 2011

Little Sister Boot Camp

This is how the soldier gets his baby sister in shape.

YouTube Video

- Posted using my iPhone

Sunday, October 9, 2011

Surprise!


I about had a heart attack when I went into the bathroom to brush my teeth tonight. I saw Mr. Freeze's house sitting on the countertop (Batman), but then I saw moving antennas!


Can you see the poor unfortunate grasshopper that Seth brought in for the night?

BOYS!

- Posted using my iPhone

Saturday, October 8, 2011

On the Death of Steve Jobs


I thought this was an excellent perspective by Doug Phillips from Vision Forum on the life and death of Steve Jobs.

"On the Death of Steve Jobs" by Doug Phillips

The fifty-six-year life of Steve Jobs has ended. What is the message?

First, this was the full life of one of the greatest innovators and marketing giants since Edison. He was a man who understood that the computer revolution provided an unprecedented opportunity in history to shape culture. Over the last thirty years, American culture has been shaped by Hollywood, by music videos, by Madison Avenue, by the government schools, and by Steve Jobs. It is time for Christians to take inventory of these influences and consider our response.

...continue reading the article here.


Only one life, ‘twill soon be past;
Only what’s done for Christ will last.



Friday, September 23, 2011

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Dedicated to Gran and Nanna

An elderly couple's accidental video has gone viral after their granddaughter (who tried to teach them how to use their new laptop camera) discovered the video and posted it on YouTube. This is so cute!


The Donkey Whisperer

This has got to be the best campaign ad ever!

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Requiem for a Cow

I obviously have not been in a blogging mood lately.  I really am trying to come to terms with my new way of life.  This past year has been filled with a lot of misery for me, physically.  I've lived with chronic asthma, migraines, fatigue, severe stomach cramps, vomiting, and hives.  I guess I'm at least thankful I know what's been causing my problems:  food allergies!  I've spent my married life immersing myself into homemaking, natural living, cooking from scratch, tweaking recipes to perfection, and cake decorating.  Now, I'm having to forget everything I've learned (and it's killing me!).  My new life will be without milk, butter, cheese, whey, casein, rice, fish, shellfish, and eggs.  I just hope and pray I don't have to add coffee to this list, as I am definitely allergic to coffee.  So far, I've been able to tolerate it (with hives) in small amounts.  That means.....

  • no half and half in my coffee
  • no pizza, tacos, lasagna, baked ziti, or homemade macaroni and cheese
  • no Chinese food or rice casserole dishes
  • no white chocolate cheesecake or strawberries and cream pie or dirt cake
  • no ice cream or fruit dips and spreads
  • no Ranch or Thousand Island salad dressings
  • no pumpkin spice lattes or white chocolate mochas
  • no mayonnaise, sour cream, cream cheese, or whipping cream
  • no fast food or restaurants, and very little food not cooked by myself
  • no gravy or creamy soups or bouillon 
  • no baked fish or grilled shrimp or shrimp boil
  • no milk chocolate or white chocolate or crock pot candy at Christmas
  • no alfredo or chowder
I could go on.  It's depressing.  And there's no cure. Instead of browsing recipes to cook for my family, I am now keeping up with an epi-pen, reading labels, exchanging my iPhone recipe apps for allergy apps, and living in fear of when the pain will strike again.

After 2 terrible episodes last week, I'd had just about all I could take Saturday evening.  I just went to bed in tears.  I'm so thankful to say that I woke up Sunday morning actually feeling good for the first time in weeks.  Pain free and with energy!  The Lord knew I needed that, and I'm so thankful.  I'm thankful it is something I can live with and still enjoy all the blessings the Lord has given me.  Living in a land where we eat 3 meals a day, it has affected me greatly, and yet, it could be much worse.

I spent this past week listening to Brahm's Requiem as I meditated and remembered all the victims and lives devastated on September 11.  I found that the Requiem quite fit my overall mood for this past year.  Some parts of my homemaking (and thus, my identity) are just going to have to be laid to rest.  I have finally resigned myself to stop obsessing over "substitutes" for everything, and just focus on what I can eat.  I guess I can stop asking Jason for that milk cow I've always wanted for fresh milk, cream, and butter.  I'm not going to volunteer to cook (as I usually do), and maybe I'll finally reach that Weight Watchers goal sooner rather than later.

So, farewell, dear cow and all your dairy delights.  Hopefully, I can lay a little cellulite to rest with you.  (I haven't lost my sense of humor ;-))

Strawberries and Cream Pie

This is a recipe I came up with myself years ago for a strawberries recipe contest. I missed the deadline before I got it just right, but this has turned out to be one of my favorite recipes. Hope you enjoy it too!

Strawberries and Cream Pie

Ingredients:
1 qt strawberries, chopped and stems removed
3/4 c. sugar
1 envelope unflavored gelatin
1/2 c. cold water
2 tsp. lemon juice
1 c. heavy whipping cream
1 shortbread pie crust (Keebler makes these)

Directions:
1. Place mixing bowl and beaters in freezer to chill.
2. Combine strawberries and sugar. Let them sit for 15 minutes, stirring occasionally. 3. In a small saucepan, sprinkle gelatin over cold water. Let stand 1 minute, then stir over medium heat until gelatin is dissolved. (doesn't take long, don't get mixture too hot)
4. Stir gelatin mixture into strawberries.
5. Whip cream in cold bowl on high speed for 2-3 minutes or until light and fluffy.
6. Add strawberries to whipping cream and mix on low until thoroughly combined
7. Pour into pie crust and chill 4-6 hours.