Our Nation Needs Christians

Ok, I cannot be the only person annoyed that WordPress changed the menu bar to a rainbow. Not everyone supports the Supreme Court’s decision.

I am one of those people.

This opens the door to polygamy and, apparently, pedophilia.

Lovely stuff.

And the LGBTQGSLPANGMCHYSDFXYZ community is soooo hateful towards anyone who does not support their personal decisions, and especially towards Christians.

By the way, did you know that only 2.3% of our nation is gay/lesbians/trans/bi or whatever?

The media would have you believe that it’s actually 30%.

That is not true. You are being lied to.

I’m sick of this.

I love all you people. I hate the sin that is fully embraced by our nation. God will straighten us out. Christians, make sure you are solid in the Word. Non-believers, it may be time to give the Bible a chance.

Praying for our nation today. Have a great Sunday.

It’s Hip to Be Square

Yes, it’s hip to be square.

But for how long?

What if everyone decided to be square in order to be hip?

Then no one would be hip. Square would be the new hip.

The song would be titled ‘Square to be Hip’. Everyone would want to be hip because it’s square which replaced hip as square.

Plus, what’s so special about a square? Is it the only parallelogram that matters?

You should strive to be a trapezoid. Or a rhombus. Perhaps a dodecahedron.

Destroy the stereotype that it’s hip to be square. It’s hip to be any sort of parallelogram.

These random ramblings have been brought to you by Golden Boy and Wild Thing.

We are not free to sin

danceintherain97:

Very nice thoughts on this passage of Romans.

Originally posted on The Life Project:

Romans 6:15-23

No! We are not free to sin; we are free from sin… and the difference between these two is huge.

In these verses, Paul is explaining what he spoke of in our previous passage when he presented us with a command and a choice. This time, he uses slavery as his illustration.

First, in verse 16 he explains what he meant in his use of the word “offer”.

Don’t you know that when you offer yourselves to someone as obedient slaves, you are slaves of the one you obey—whether you are slaves to sin, which leads to death, or to obedience, which leads to righteousness?

Of course, in verse 17 he points out that as followers of Christ, we have given ourselves to Him; not to sin, and therefore we are now “slaves” to righteousness (v. 18).

What good ever came from offering ourselves as slaves to sin? No good…

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Anniversary Musings

You know that moment when you lock eyes with someone for the first time and you just… know?

There’s this shiver crawling in slow motion up your spine. Your mouth twitches into a smile. You find so many hidden things in those eyes.

And you want to know more about them.

It’s been two years since Golden Boy and I went on our first date. Of course, we didn’t know it was a date until he dropped me off. That’s when we decided it had been a date. He met my dad for pity’s sake.

That first date was the most nerve-wracking experience. The entire time we were desperate for non-awkward conversation. I kept staring at his hands, wondering if they were brave enough to hold mine on the first date. I swear we hardly looked at each other.

Two years later we can’t stop looking at each other.

I want to tell all you girls out there (and boys) that there is no problem WAITING. When Golden Boy and I started dating, we had already been friends for a year and we just had this feeling that things were going to work out. I don’t know about him, but I was positive that I could spend the rest of my life flirting with this man.

There’s nothing wrong with waiting until you are sure.

We have something so special, him and I. We are each other’s first and only relationship. First date. First kiss. First everything. And that is not something that is common these days. I’m so glad that he is getting all of me and that I am getting all of him. No one took any of me as theirs and kept it. I was able to tell him that I waited for him. And he waited for me.

There is nothing glorious about being a heartbreaker. There is nothing special about burning through boyfriends or girlfriends. Slow down. Wait to fall in love.

I was in love with my man long before we went on our first date. The great part is that love gets so much deeper with time. Every day I love him more.

I hope that everyone reading this gets that chance. It is the best feeling.

Have a fantastic day everyone.

Book Review: The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society

First of all the title is incredible.

Incredible.

This book is written in the form of letters to and from the main characters. It follows a writer, Juliet, as she discovers a literary society on the island of Guernsey.It is set shortly after World War II.

It’s an adorable story filled to the brim with quirky and interesting characters. There’s such a variety of personality traits and settings.

There’s enough heart-wrenching twists to make the story deeper than simply an odd adventure.

I don’t want to give anything away because I don’t want to spoil the beauty of it, but if you’re looking for a good book, here it is.

If you have already read it, I would love to talk about it!

The Return of the Hoopla-Chiatto

It’s summer yet again which means work. As some people may recall, I work in a seasonal hotel’s gift shop and espresso bar. All the awesome people should remember the creation of the Hoopla-Chiatto.

In case you’re wondering what a Hoopla-Chiatto is, it is a triple-shot latte with almond, hazelnut, vanilla, caramel, and Irish cream syrup in it. It’s delicious and the sugar alone will keep you going for hours.

Now, sadly, the Hoopla-Chiatto will not actually be making a triumphant re-entry into the world of tourism.  We have switched to Starbucks ( >:( ) and I no longer have either almond or Irish Cream syrup to use.

I know, this news is devastating. But do not fret! There is hope to come for I am determined to create something almost as splendid. It might even be a frappucino. There are endless possibilities.

Chin up, dear readers. One day the Hoopla-Chiatto will enter back into society as a socially acceptable drink . However, the world just isn’t ready for it yet.

In the mean time I’ll making macchiato’s (which are no different than cappuccinos) and drinking sludge ( espresso + coffee)

Have a fantastic day everyone!

Congratulations! You’re Baby is a Pansexual Gender-queer girl! Unless She Changes Her Mind…

I’ve had people try to tell me that there’s this whole spectrum of sexes. No longer are there men and women. There are a myriad of different combinations for the Lesbian Gay Bi Trans Queer Pan Asexual (I’m pretty sure there’s more) community.

Nope.

There’s men. There’s women. There are occasional hermaphrodites, which are a different topic altogether. But outside of men and women are confused people searching for an identity, trying to be shocking, or genuinely lost.

In the Bible God said He made man and he made woman in His image. He did not say anything else about any other sexes. They don’t exist. Whatever “science” has been done to prove there’s this vast expanse of different sexes is obviously not very good. All you have to do is look at anatomy and you can tell fairly easily if someone is male or female.

When you’re pregnant and you find out the gender of your baby, does the doctor say “Congratulations. You’re having a being that is neither male nor female, we actually have no clue what it is but I’m sure it fits somewhere in this super cool spectrum we have created once it decides for itself what it is.”

No. The doctor tells you it’s either a boy or a girl. And that’s that.

I don’t even know what to think about this spectrum thing. What do you call these interlopers floating in the space between male and female who apparently get to pick, consciously, that’s what they are. Who cares about biology and cold hard facts. It’s all about feelings now. Bunch of hippies….

I’m all for being yourself personality wise, but if I were to all of sudden decide I was a boy, it would literally be unnatural. My reproductive system is all inside my body. I have boobs. I’m a girl. It’s obvious. It’s the way God made me.

The Bible tells us  (I believe it’s in Psalms) that we are all formed perfectly in the womb. Exactly how God means us to be. If He means someone to be a man, that person is a man. If He means someone to be a woman, she’s a woman. These people don’t get to grow up and decide they’re something different.

We’re raising a generation of confused little kids. In their world it is normal to decide you are biologically something else. It’s all over the media. It’s everywhere. There’s no escaping the sin that has engulfed us. There is no black and white anymore. Only grey.

What gets me most is that Christians go along with it. Someone wants to change who God made them to be? Awesome. Let’s ignore the entire Bible, all of what our faith and belief is founded upon, and support them in their sin. Encourage the sin! We don’t care that we know they’ll go to Hell unless they find God. As long as they’re happy on earth right? Forget about eternity. It’s all about now. It’s all about their feelings.

That’s not loving. By accepting their sin now you are condemning them. Quit being so afraid of hurting feelings and go help people.

Just to head off a few arguments: Yes, I brought up hermaphrodites. I acknowledge that they exist. That is a biological issue. Anything else is psychological.

If you try telling me  “You don’t know what’s going on in their biology.” well you don’t either and I’m a little confident that in the past fifteen or so years suddenly peoples actual biology is NOT changing while they are walking around.

In short: There isn’t a spectrum. There are men. There are women. That’s God’s final word.