Use Them Logics

So, I was blessed enough to be homeschooled by a mom that cared about my education. She made sure I had all my basics down and added in specialty classes to shape me into a functioning member of society.

I spent an entire semester studying logic.

Thank the Good Lord.

It is honestly the class I think I am most thankful for.

I can debate an issue clearly, without resorting to name-calling, emotions, character-attacks, and logical fallacies that make my position less plausible.

My big question is, why don’t all the other parents care?! I have gotten into many many discussions/arguments where my ‘opponent’ has completely denied the existence of logic.

If you’ll excuse the language I have been called a dumbass more times than I can count without any proof of what I’m being so dumb about!

Dear Parents,

Please teach your child to come up with valid points. Teach to avoid the petty and childish character-attacks in order to win arguments. Teach your kids how to research, cross-reference. Teach them to discuss controversial topics civilly. Teach them to be respectful even when someone disagrees.

Logical people do not riot in the streets and they don’t think name calling wins an argument.

-A Concerned Young Woman

I have had many conversations with people my age where their references are social media, fake news sources, or the first statistic they find in Google search. They don’t know how to effectively stand up for their beliefs. They contradict themselves without even realizing it.

Because, I honestly don’t care if you agree with me or not. But if you disagree by posting a comment full of expletives, claiming I know nothing because I’m hateful, judgmental, racist, without any proof or any reason for you to think that, I can’t take you seriously.

I will make sure my children study logic and debate. I want them to be prepared for the real world. I hope you do the same.

And if you never had a chance to study logic and debate in school, it’s never too late to learn! They are easy concepts that simply take practice. You can google logical fallacies and learn them in a day. You don’t want to be THAT person when trying to prove your point.

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Religious Tunage

“We’re going down to the river
Down to the river, down to the river to pray
Let’s get washed by the water
Washed by the water and rise up in amazing grace
Let’s go down, down, down to the river (You will leave changed)
Let’s go down, down, down to the river (Never the same)”

  • The River

“There’s a war between guilt and grace
And they’re fighting for a sacred space
But I’m living proof
Grace wins every time”

  • Grace Wins

“You are loved
If your heart’s in a thousand pieces
If you’re lost and you’re far from reason
Just look up; know you are loved
Just look up; and know you are loved
When it feels like something’s missing
If it hurts but you can’t find healing
Just look up, know you are loved
Just look up, know you are loved
Ooh”

  • You Are Loved

“So when you’re on your knees and answers seem so far away
You’re not alone, stop holding on and just be held
Your world’s not falling apart, it’s falling into place
I’m on the throne, stop holding on and just be held
Just be held, just be held”

  • Just Be Held

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These are choruses from the four most popular Christian songs today. Really, they sound like one song if you string them together.

Don’t get me wrong, I don’t absolutely hate Christian music.

But honestly….. They’re all the same.

God is there

He is with you.

You are loved.

No worries.

There are, of course, exceptions to this rule, but generally speaking, Christian songs and shallow puddles of acoustic guitar and keyboards playing the same four chords in every song.

The Bible is deep. There is so much substance there. And so many old hymns portray that so beautifully.

But nowadays contemporary Christians music is like spoon-feeding a baby. Here is the bare bones of Christianity: Jesus loves you.

And of course, it’s true. But can’t you ever sing about anything that has to do with real life? I wanna hear the song about God helped you out of an abusive relationship. I want the grit of real life, the angst, the depression, the pressure.

NOT “I was going through all this hard crap but I was fine because God is with me.”

False.

No one is ever fine going through break ups, addictions, mental illness, death, depression. No one. It doesn’t matter how devout you are, how many times you go to your church during the week. It doesn’t matter who you study the Bible with or how you pray.

Saying that you are ok going through all of that is bullcrap.

You’re lying. You are lying to non-Christians about what faith means.

Faith doesn’t mean you are ok. Faith doesn’t mean you’re happy all the time.

Faith means you have somewhere to go to. Faith means there’s a light at the end of the tunnel.

Faith is not flowers. Faith is a coach while you struggle through an obstacle course. Faith is your best friend. Faith is not some prescription medicine you take to feel good about yourself.

That’s why Christian music pisses me off. It’s not real. It’s not what people struggle with. It’s so candy-coated.

Step it up, people. I would love some substance.

African American

Ok people. It’s time to stop.

You know what’s keeping all this supposed racism alive? People trying so hard to not be racist.

It’s true.

One of the biggest things to me is people trying to figure out what to call black Americans. Because for some reason you aren’t allowed to call them black Americans…?

Many have used the term African American.

This is incorrect.

Unless someone moved FROM Africa to America, they are not African American. They are just American. And if you are trying to refer to their skin pigmentation, say black American.

Just like I am a white American.

Somebody’s skin is only somebody’s skin. It’s genetic pigmentation based on their ancestor’s proximity to the equator.

Why are people making a big deal out of it?

I don’t get offended when someone calls me white. It’s what I am. It’s the color of my skin.

I’m sure that not nearly as many black people are offended by being called what they are as the media would have you believe.

Too many people are going with the Obama hype that racism is an epidemic. It’s not. I don’t know one racist person. The only ones I hear about are through the caffeinated media.

All that to say, lose the term African American unless your neighbor down the street literally moved to your suburb from Ethiopia.

Or start doing that to everyone. Maybe I’ll introduce myself as a Polish American. (I have never been to Poland but at one point in history my ancestors lived there.)

The best way to kill racism is to stop talking about it like it’s a big secret.

There are some truly racist people. Those people are bigoted jerks.

There are white people racist toward black people.

There are black people racist toward white people.

There are Asians racist toward natives.

Anyone is capable of being racist, it is not an exclusively white American thing to be. It’s just a disgusting thing.

Help end racism. Stop treating it like it’s the biggest issue America is facing.

 

I Can Speak Gibberish. Can You?

You know what bugs me about some churches? When they teach that speaking in tongues is a necessary part of salvation. Or that it comes to everyone when you’re saved.

Which isn’t true.

Seriously, have they read the Bible…?

First off is 1 Corinthians 12: 1-11. There it clearly states that different people are given different spiritual gifts. There is no one gift that is automatic if you get saved.

And then 1 Corinthians 14, where Paul is saying that he would LIKE for everyone to speak in tongues, but that won’t happen. Also, that someone must interpret what is being said, so that it means something.

Speaking in tongues is inspired by God and always serves a purpose. There has to be an interpreter, so that everyone may know what is being said. If there isn’t an interpreter, whatever mumbo-jumbo is spewing from your mouth probably ain’t from God.

Paul also says it is the least desirable of the gifts.

What gets me is that, with those kinds of churches, people only speak in tongues on Sunday. In church. With other people around them speaking tongues. And no one translating. I think it’s an emotional thing or something. Church hype. I don’t know. I just know that it has never ever happened in my conservative church and lots of those people are definitely Christian, and are definitely saved.

I realize that there are some people who really do speak in tongues, or who really do prophesy or whatever, but it’s just not as common, or necessary, as some churches would have you believe.

I’m saved. I can’t speak in tongues. Does that mean I’m not a Christian? Of course not.

If you can actually speak in tongues, good on ya. But I’m just wary because there seems to be a lot of people faking it.

Read your Bibles, guys. Have a great one!

Moving On

I have one more month before I graduate.

One month before I turn 18.

My friends are graduating and leaving.

All sorts of things are changing.

Change isn’t always bad.Sometimes it seems like a little much. But things have to change eventually. So let’s embrace it.

One of the hardest parts of graduating is everyone else graduating. And leaving. Don’t get me wrong, I’m glad I’m staying in Alaska. Golden Boy is here. It’s hard watching your friends go though.

My best friend of 13 years is moving 5,000 miles away to go to school. I try to be excited for her. It must be nerve-wracking to think about. Somewhere new, new people, school. Crazy. I don’t want her to leave. But at the same time I’m excited that she gets to do something entirely new.

Another of my friends graduated early and is moving away at the beginning of May. And if ever I had a girlfriend to do girly things with, it’s her. She’s the one I go shopping with, watch chick flicks and horror movies, dare her to go talk to the cute guy, dress up just to go to Blockbuster, all that stuff. After she leaves, I won’t have that around anymore.

But she’s excited to leave. It’s a real adventure. She can’t wait. So even though I’m sad about this too, I’m happy for her and her excitement.

And then there’s me. I’m working this summer again. The Hoopla- Chiatto is returning. (If you have no clue what a Hoopla-Chiatto is, you obviously need to be educated here. ) I’m really excited about it, and excited to find a full or part time job this fall  to work while Princess is out of season. I’m looking forward to putting away money.

Lots of change is coming up. But I’m oddly peaceful about it. I know that God is directing things where they ought to go. Everything is going to turn out alright. Here’s to a new chapter, guys. Cheers.

Ninja Ballerina Makeup Tips

I apologize to my male readers who care absolutely nothing about makeup. I won’t do this often. I’ll be posting about more relevant stuff to you soon. 🙂

I love makeup. I love trying new color combos and blending different neutrals together. It’s fun.

So I cringe a little inside when I see makeup disasters,as I’m sure many girls do. So here’s a few things I’ve learned the world of makeup:

1. You do not want to look like a clown.

Don’t pair colorful eye-shadow (blue, green, bright pink) with any sort of lipstick except very pale, neutral tones. You’ll end up looking like a clown or the Queen of Hearts from that one Alice in Wonderland movie no one talks about.

red clown

Instead, if you want to go with a daring lip color, stick to neutral, light eye-shadows, like brown, silver, bronze, and gold. And if you’re looking for a bright eye-shadow, tone down the lipstick. A gloss would probably work better.

2. If you have a pale complexion, stay away from red-orange lipstick entirely. It’s not very flattering to a light skin-tone. Women with darker skin can usually pull it off ok, but spend some time looking in the mirror if you grab a red-orange lipstick.

3. Mascara. You can actually use too much. Some of this is personal preference. Like, I don’t really like putting mascara on my bottom lashes. It makes me look like a mime. I’m not the only one out there. Also, you don’t want to use so much that your lashes clump together a lot. It looks trashy and super teenage-white-girl-at-starbucks-posting-to-instagram.

4. Liquid black eyeliner. Again, there is definitely such a thing as too much. Careful about lining your bottom eyelid because a lot of women just look tired when they do that, though there are plenty who can pull it off.

cat eye

You don’t want to look like a raccoon when you put on your eyeliner. A simple, skinny cat-eye works wonders and goes well with almost any outfit. A more dramatic cat-eye is ok for late night dates or performing or something, just be careful.

5. The “natural” look is very nice. Just all neutrals, simple.

6. Bronzer. Use it sparingly. Your face should not be 8 shades darker than your arms.

7. Find a good blush. Again, clown warning. Go to your makeup store and ask for help. They’ll be happy to help, I’m sure. It’s their job.

I hope I’ve helped somebody out there. My biggest thing is the clown makeup. Drives me insane. Obviously there are some exceptions to the “rules” I’ve made. Some pale girl can pull off orange lipstick. Some girls get away with blue eye-shadow and red lipstick. Just not many…

By the way, if you have a Merle Norman in your area, try it out. I love their makeup and I recommend it to everyone.

Keep it real, guys.

Roaring 20's

 

Those Sinful Taxcollectors

I love learning new things about Jesus’ life and his mission on earth. I hope you feel the same.

This morning my mom and I read Matthew 9:9-13 (My favorite passage of the three. If you’re only going to read one of the passages, read this one.) Mark 2:13-17, and Luke 5:27-32

First off, to avoid confusion, Levi and Matthew are the same person. Don’t ask how that happened, I don’t know.

So, Jesus calls Levi (Matthew) to follow Him, so of course he does, and he’s so excited he throws this banquet.

Well Jesus found Matthew sitting at a tax collectors booth, so obviously there were a few tax collectors.

The Pharisees and Scribes got all upset, because when don’t they?

They asked Jesus why He was eating with sinners. Jesus replied with the most awesome reply ever.

“It is not the healthy who need a doctor, but the sick. But go and learn what this means: ‘I desire mercy, not sacrifice.’ For I have not come to call the righteous, but sinners.”

Does it seem profound to you? Because it seems profound to me.

The first sentence goes along pretty well with the verse about seeing the plank in your own eye. Most of us know that verse pretty well. Careful not to misuse it. That verse isn’t saying that you must be sinless in order to judge another Christian’s sin. It is saying you have to be honest to yourself and recognize what your sin is. It’s about avoiding being hypocritical, not about being blameless and not judging others.

The second part of Jesus’ answer is referring to Hosea 6:6 and Micah 6:6-8. I encourage you to look them up, they are both great verses. They are saying how burnt offerings and sacrifices are not what God wants. He doesn’t want a big showy display of Christiaity. He wants acknowledgement and for us to walk with Him as best we can.

The verse uses the word mercy. Mercy does not mean excusing a sin and saying that everything is ok as long we love each other. It means desiring what is good for others. What is better than salvation and repentance? How can someone repent without knowing what their sin is?

The last part is Jesus reminding the ignorant Pharisees yet again what His mission was. It was not to call the righteous, but to reach the sinners and bring them closer to God.

Note the wording. Jesus didn’t use the word ‘believers’ he used ‘righteous’. Who among us is righteous? No one. We are all sinners. He was not saying He was only calling sinners and left the believers alone. He spoke to the sinners who recognized that they were sinners and recognized their need for Him. Not the self-righteous Pharisees and scribes.

Jesus was emphasizing the need to acknowledge your own sin and turn to Him. I love that. I love that that was His focus because it is so important to repent. It’s how we get closer to God.