My fiance showed me this, and I was pretty impressed! Thought I would share it with all of you :) Enjoy!
December 19, 2012
December 18, 2012
December 17, 2012
To the families of those lost in Newtown, CT
Twas' 11 days before Christmas, around 9:38
When 20 beautiful children stormed through heaven's gate.
Their smiles were contagious, their laughter filled the air.
They could hardly believe all the beauty they saw there.
They were filled with such joy, they didn't know what to say.
They remembered nothing of what had happened earlier that day.
"Where are we?" asked a little girl, as quiet as a mouse.
"This is heaven." Declared a small boy. "We're spending Christmas at God's house."
When what to their wondering eyes did appear,
But Jesus, their savior, the children gathered near.
He looked at them and smiled, and they smiled just the same.
Then He opened His arms and He called them by name.
And in that moment was joy, that only heaven can bring
Those children all flew into the arms of their King
And as they lingered in the warmth of His embrace,
One small girl turned and looked at Jesus' face.
And as if He could read all the questions she had,
He gently whispered to her, "I'll take care of mom and dad."
Then He looked down on earth, the world far below
He saw all of the hurt, the sorrow, and woe...
Then He closed His eyes and He outstretched His hand,
"Let My power and presence re-enter this land!"
"May this country be delivered from the hands of fools"
"I'm taking back my nation. I'm taking back my schools!"
Then He and the children stood up without a sound.
"Come now my children, let me show you around."
Excitement filled the space, some skipped and some ran.
All displaying enthusiasm that only a small child can.
And i heard Him proclaim as He walked out of sight,
"In the midst of this darkness, I AM STILL THE LIGHT."
Written by Cameo Smith, Mt. Wolf, PA
— with Andrea Marie.
When 20 beautiful children stormed through heaven's gate.
Their smiles were contagious, their laughter filled the air.
They could hardly believe all the beauty they saw there.
They were filled with such joy, they didn't know what to say.
They remembered nothing of what had happened earlier that day.
"Where are we?" asked a little girl, as quiet as a mouse.
"This is heaven." Declared a small boy. "We're spending Christmas at God's house."
When what to their wondering eyes did appear,
But Jesus, their savior, the children gathered near.
He looked at them and smiled, and they smiled just the same.
Then He opened His arms and He called them by name.
And in that moment was joy, that only heaven can bring
Those children all flew into the arms of their King
And as they lingered in the warmth of His embrace,
One small girl turned and looked at Jesus' face.
And as if He could read all the questions she had,
He gently whispered to her, "I'll take care of mom and dad."
Then He looked down on earth, the world far below
He saw all of the hurt, the sorrow, and woe...
Then He closed His eyes and He outstretched His hand,
"Let My power and presence re-enter this land!"
"May this country be delivered from the hands of fools"
"I'm taking back my nation. I'm taking back my schools!"
Then He and the children stood up without a sound.
"Come now my children, let me show you around."
Excitement filled the space, some skipped and some ran.
All displaying enthusiasm that only a small child can.
And i heard Him proclaim as He walked out of sight,
"In the midst of this darkness, I AM STILL THE LIGHT."
Written by Cameo Smith, Mt. Wolf, PA
— with Andrea Marie.
The world is ending in 4 days!!
I was sitting here looking at the news feed on my Facebook account, and I found a whole bunch of stuff that really got me thinking. I'll give you some of the food my brain was munching on.
First of all, this tragedy at Sandy Hooke Elementary School is horrific and devastating to say the least. I walked into the empty bedroom of my little son who was spending the night at Grandma's house that particular night, and I couldn't help but just cry over the fact that his little bed was empty, just like so many others were going to be that same night. This event should have brought us together as a nation. We should be grieving together, posting supportive messages on Facebook, sending our love to the families who are suffering through this terrible loss. What are a lot of us doing? Here are some examples:
"This is why we should never have taken God out of schools."
"Another reason why guns should be controlled!"
Etc. Etc.
Really guys? Politics don't belong here. We have absolutely NOTHING to be taking sides over. We all died a little that day, we all shared tears, and we all realized just how messed up this world is because it finally knocked on our own front door. CHILDREN were shot. And people are using this as ammo to take the other side down in a political debate? Is nothing sacred anymore? Are we seriously that numb to tragedy and violence that we're allowing these morons to use this for their own personal gain?? This genuinely pisses me off.
The next food for thought involves being politically correct. In today's day and age, this particular way of speaking to others seems to be highly valued. Don't say Merry Christmas, it might offend someone! Don't make a joke about being gay, that's offensive. Don't do this, don't say that.
Sitting here talking to my cousin, I realized that it just isn't worth it to ALWAYS be politically correct. I have argued with people about the issues of gay rights, I have discussed the issue of gun control, I have debated the topic of religion. All of this has come down to one simple fact that I have finally figured out. I may not agree with a lot of people concerning gay rights, gun control, or religion, but that isn't a problem? Why? It's called the 1st Amendment. Just like everyone else in this country, I have a right to believe what I want to believe, worship whomever I please, and say waht I think about things.
An example: Say I were to make a statement that I don't believe that being gay is morally right. Immediately people jump on me saying I need to be more open-minded, I am a hateful person, and I and others like me are the reason there are so many problems in America.
Here's my standpoint. I may not believe it is moral, but please, feel free to do whatever the heck you want to do, just don't tell me about it, don't ask me to like it, and don't tell me I need to accept what you're doing as okay. If you do any of those three things, you have crossed the line from a spirited believer, to someone who doesn't respect me as a person or what I believe as an individual. This is what America is all about folks! Having the freedom to believe what we each want to believe, without someone telling us we can't believe that way, is the basis of this nation. It is why our ancestors came here in the first place.
Therefore, with all that being said, I have decided that I will be making a habit of sacrificing being politically correct so that I may practice my 1st Amendment rights more often. I shall do this in a kind and above board way, of course, but I won't allow people to strip me of my Constitutional rights, just so I can sound like and "open-minded" person.
The dessert for the mind is actually rather simple, and pretty tasty, to say the least. Yesterday, I found this video about an incredible kid. I would tell you more about it, but the best part of the story is how it speaks for itself. You should check it out. It's pretty awesome :)
Caine's Arcade from Nirvan Mullick on Vimeo.
And here's the link if this video doesn't work here:
http://vimeo.com/40000072#
4 more days until the end of the world as we know it!
First of all, this tragedy at Sandy Hooke Elementary School is horrific and devastating to say the least. I walked into the empty bedroom of my little son who was spending the night at Grandma's house that particular night, and I couldn't help but just cry over the fact that his little bed was empty, just like so many others were going to be that same night. This event should have brought us together as a nation. We should be grieving together, posting supportive messages on Facebook, sending our love to the families who are suffering through this terrible loss. What are a lot of us doing? Here are some examples:
"This is why we should never have taken God out of schools."
"Another reason why guns should be controlled!"
Etc. Etc.
Really guys? Politics don't belong here. We have absolutely NOTHING to be taking sides over. We all died a little that day, we all shared tears, and we all realized just how messed up this world is because it finally knocked on our own front door. CHILDREN were shot. And people are using this as ammo to take the other side down in a political debate? Is nothing sacred anymore? Are we seriously that numb to tragedy and violence that we're allowing these morons to use this for their own personal gain?? This genuinely pisses me off.
The next food for thought involves being politically correct. In today's day and age, this particular way of speaking to others seems to be highly valued. Don't say Merry Christmas, it might offend someone! Don't make a joke about being gay, that's offensive. Don't do this, don't say that.
Sitting here talking to my cousin, I realized that it just isn't worth it to ALWAYS be politically correct. I have argued with people about the issues of gay rights, I have discussed the issue of gun control, I have debated the topic of religion. All of this has come down to one simple fact that I have finally figured out. I may not agree with a lot of people concerning gay rights, gun control, or religion, but that isn't a problem? Why? It's called the 1st Amendment. Just like everyone else in this country, I have a right to believe what I want to believe, worship whomever I please, and say waht I think about things.
An example: Say I were to make a statement that I don't believe that being gay is morally right. Immediately people jump on me saying I need to be more open-minded, I am a hateful person, and I and others like me are the reason there are so many problems in America.
Here's my standpoint. I may not believe it is moral, but please, feel free to do whatever the heck you want to do, just don't tell me about it, don't ask me to like it, and don't tell me I need to accept what you're doing as okay. If you do any of those three things, you have crossed the line from a spirited believer, to someone who doesn't respect me as a person or what I believe as an individual. This is what America is all about folks! Having the freedom to believe what we each want to believe, without someone telling us we can't believe that way, is the basis of this nation. It is why our ancestors came here in the first place.
Therefore, with all that being said, I have decided that I will be making a habit of sacrificing being politically correct so that I may practice my 1st Amendment rights more often. I shall do this in a kind and above board way, of course, but I won't allow people to strip me of my Constitutional rights, just so I can sound like and "open-minded" person.
The dessert for the mind is actually rather simple, and pretty tasty, to say the least. Yesterday, I found this video about an incredible kid. I would tell you more about it, but the best part of the story is how it speaks for itself. You should check it out. It's pretty awesome :)
Caine's Arcade from Nirvan Mullick on Vimeo.
And here's the link if this video doesn't work here:
http://vimeo.com/40000072#
4 more days until the end of the world as we know it!
December 3, 2012
College, among other things
I really am a horrible blogger. It's official. I suck at blogging haha. I really should just take my Facebook posts and make them my blog posts because they are basically what I should be blogging about. Nevertheless, I still suck at blogging.
Meanwhile, I started college back up today. I switched colleges to an online university for a while so I could be at home with my family and still continue getting my education. Unfortunately for me, I truly dislike school, so I'm also hoping that an online college will make all of this go a lot faster for me in the long run so I can be finished with it all and move on with my life.
If we're being honest here, I really would much rather just drop out of college and move on with my life until I find a strange desire in me to return to the ridiculous nation of paying people to do work instead of the other way around. However, as I look to the future me, I see someone who would really appreciate the fact that I persevered and actually accomplished a huge goal in my life. I would really regret not finishing and would mentally (perhaps even physically) slap future self for being an idiot and dropping out just because I disliked it (and yes, other reasons, but we'll leave them out for sake of argument and more for lack of time and energy).
Bottom line, college sucks as much as I suck at blogging. And cue the applause.
Meanwhile, I started college back up today. I switched colleges to an online university for a while so I could be at home with my family and still continue getting my education. Unfortunately for me, I truly dislike school, so I'm also hoping that an online college will make all of this go a lot faster for me in the long run so I can be finished with it all and move on with my life.
If we're being honest here, I really would much rather just drop out of college and move on with my life until I find a strange desire in me to return to the ridiculous nation of paying people to do work instead of the other way around. However, as I look to the future me, I see someone who would really appreciate the fact that I persevered and actually accomplished a huge goal in my life. I would really regret not finishing and would mentally (perhaps even physically) slap future self for being an idiot and dropping out just because I disliked it (and yes, other reasons, but we'll leave them out for sake of argument and more for lack of time and energy).
Bottom line, college sucks as much as I suck at blogging. And cue the applause.
November 28, 2012
Beautiful People
I used to look around as a young teen and look at all the beautiful girls I saw around me and wonder how they always looked so beautiful all the time. I felt completely plain and quite un-beautiful to be honest.
Even today I look around and I see all these beautiful people and I find myself inadequate and imperfect next to their endless beauty. There are days I look in the mirror and am happy with what I see, other days I wonder how on earth other people do it.
For a while in high school, I worked hard at looking good every day, and I succeeded for the most part. Now it is so difficult to just put on makeup everyday, I don't know why. Maybe it's a mom thing, just too many other more important things to be doing, I guess.
Thinking about all of this made me take a look at how society places such a high standard on beauty. Or perhaps standard isn't the right word for it. Maybe we strive to look beautiful so people will believe we have it all together, or so that others will look at us and give their silent and unconscious approval.
I don't understand how girls (and even a lot of guys) can spend upwards of an hour or two hours making themselves look good everyday. I mean, that just sounds like a waste of time to me. I'd rather be around my family or friends for that time than spend it by myself agonizing over my appearance in the bathroom in front of the mirror. I think that if a lot of people wore less makeup, they would look better anyway. Let's let go of the idea that we need to impress each other, and accept each other for who we are and how God made us look while we were barely even the size of a pea in our Momma's bellies. We are all beautiful, maybe not all beauty queens (or kings), but beauty is not merely defined by outer appearance, my friends.
Even today I look around and I see all these beautiful people and I find myself inadequate and imperfect next to their endless beauty. There are days I look in the mirror and am happy with what I see, other days I wonder how on earth other people do it.
For a while in high school, I worked hard at looking good every day, and I succeeded for the most part. Now it is so difficult to just put on makeup everyday, I don't know why. Maybe it's a mom thing, just too many other more important things to be doing, I guess.
Thinking about all of this made me take a look at how society places such a high standard on beauty. Or perhaps standard isn't the right word for it. Maybe we strive to look beautiful so people will believe we have it all together, or so that others will look at us and give their silent and unconscious approval.
I don't understand how girls (and even a lot of guys) can spend upwards of an hour or two hours making themselves look good everyday. I mean, that just sounds like a waste of time to me. I'd rather be around my family or friends for that time than spend it by myself agonizing over my appearance in the bathroom in front of the mirror. I think that if a lot of people wore less makeup, they would look better anyway. Let's let go of the idea that we need to impress each other, and accept each other for who we are and how God made us look while we were barely even the size of a pea in our Momma's bellies. We are all beautiful, maybe not all beauty queens (or kings), but beauty is not merely defined by outer appearance, my friends.
August 2, 2012
YOU have been chosen...
My fiance received a piece of junk mail from 21st Century Auto Insurance in the mail the other day, and on the front of the envelope, it said:
Anyway, we thought it was hilarious because it was obvious that they really hadn't just sent out one letter to him and only him. Ryan said, "You have been chosen! Along with 1 million other people!"
Well said, hun. Well said.
"Out of 1,069,542 drivers in Idaho,
Ryan ***** is chosen."I added the *'s for privacy reasons. (And here you thought I was going to tell you his last name so you could stalk me. Well, you thought wrong, my friend! lol)
Anyway, we thought it was hilarious because it was obvious that they really hadn't just sent out one letter to him and only him. Ryan said, "You have been chosen! Along with 1 million other people!"
Well said, hun. Well said.
July 26, 2012
Valentine's Day
I watched the movie Valentine's Day a few days ago, and I must say, it was actually a pretty good movie. I thought it would be pretty stupid, but I've been wanting to see it forever, and I finally just broke down, got it from the library and watched it.
If you've ever seen the movie "Crash," which is another fantastic movie (aside from language I don't really appreciate), you would remember how it took a whole bunch of people's stories and showed how they were all intertwined and connected. Valentine's Day is another such movie. Not only does it feature a wide variety of talents from Ashton Kutcher to Jessica Beil, it also tells the grand story of how many people's lives touched on Valentine's Day.
Definitely not too girlie for most guys to see, but it is probably considered a chick flick for most people.
If you've ever seen the movie "Crash," which is another fantastic movie (aside from language I don't really appreciate), you would remember how it took a whole bunch of people's stories and showed how they were all intertwined and connected. Valentine's Day is another such movie. Not only does it feature a wide variety of talents from Ashton Kutcher to Jessica Beil, it also tells the grand story of how many people's lives touched on Valentine's Day.
Definitely not too girlie for most guys to see, but it is probably considered a chick flick for most people.
July 25, 2012
Another Chapter
I realized the other day that I had not been on to post on my blog in a VERY long time, and I wondered how on earth I could have forgotten about it.
Having been "gone" for a while, a lot has happened. I had a baby; he is the brightest little boy :) I love that little guy with all my heart, and I find all his little antics quite entertaining. I often find myself laughing at the things he does, the sounds he makes, and the facial expressions he produces. Becoming a parent has taught me a lot of things: even more patience than I already had, the ability to multitask a whole lot better than I ever could before, and the wondrous lesson has been to laugh more in life.
I hope to bring you more reading material in the near future, but in the meantime, thanks for sticking around :)
Having been "gone" for a while, a lot has happened. I had a baby; he is the brightest little boy :) I love that little guy with all my heart, and I find all his little antics quite entertaining. I often find myself laughing at the things he does, the sounds he makes, and the facial expressions he produces. Becoming a parent has taught me a lot of things: even more patience than I already had, the ability to multitask a whole lot better than I ever could before, and the wondrous lesson has been to laugh more in life.
I hope to bring you more reading material in the near future, but in the meantime, thanks for sticking around :)
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