Tuesday, May 9, 2017

//my homeschool HORROR STORY!


Dear Homeschoolers Anonymous,

I just recently discovered your blog through a friend. I read about how you encourage homeschool alumni to write in their stories of abuse, neglect or involvement in a cult-like lifestyle. 

"If you would like to submit your own experience as a homeschool student or alumni (Christian or otherwise), we would love to hear from you. Whether it is a story of evolving personally, suffering abuse, breaking free from a cult, or finding the strength to be yourself, we want to give you a platform to be heard and supported. Both positive and negative stories are welcome."

The thing is, I don't think you really want to hear MY story. I'd bet a million bucks, if I was a gambling type. You focus so much on highlighting the negative details that a few people have experienced, due to abusive parents or being in an unbiblical church, that positivity doesn't really belong.

People just love to make blanket statements, when it comes to this topic. The leftists love to just throw homeschooling, "fundamentalism", Christianity and abuse all in the same casserole dish together, serving out a bowl of misinformation, falsehoods and ignorance. 

These are strong words, but they are totally justified. I think at core it's because society depends on people to be raised in a way that doesn't question authority, or think outside the box. Society wants lemmings who will just watch their Hollywood TV shows, buy the products of big box industries, and mull over which Kardashian just got a new butt implant. 

Society doesn't want THINKERS or DOERS, let alone Christian warriors. Society demands a level of conformity to the preset standards, which are constantly shifting. If you don't conform, you are labeled "weird" and "backwards". And if you happen to be Christian, you are just called a "fundie" and a religious freak, and generally the secular public won't take you seriously. (Isn't that ironic, in such a "tolerant" nation?)

So anyways, here we have this crazy phenomenon called "homeschooling", and oh what terrors it has wrecked on our placid, entertainment-obsessed country! Oh, us poor "neglected" people who weren't raised on Britney Spears and the Backstreet Boys. Oh, us poor "sheltered" folks that never got to have Hannah Montana posters on our walls during the early 2000's. 

How on earth did we make it? I mean, how does anybody make it without watching a few Britney Spears music videos in their early childhood? 
How come I'm not in a mental center somewhere getting treated for abuse and psychological damage?

I guess I would be your "horror story".

 Believe it or not, I actually SURVIVED homeschooling! Crazy, right?!

I grew up, got engaged to an awesome man who is just my type, have already published a full length historical novel and two poetry books, have composed over a dozen musical pieces, have performed across the nation, can play 9 different musical instruments and spoken with people of all different ethnicities and social backgrounds. 
I've illustrated a children's book. 
I've organized, planned and produced public contra dances by myself for the past two years. Some of the dances had over 60 attendees. (social anxiety?)
I have been involved in public relations, public speaking and performance since I was a young girl, and have always loved it. 
 Oh, and I currently hold 3 different fitness certifications and am now working on my fourth. As a personal trainer, I have trained dozens of people and helped folks work toward their health goals. I have been given the chance to change peoples' lives for the better, which feels pretty darn amazing.
 I have taught piano for over 6 years. 
I have run hundreds of miles since age 14. I have lifted over 600 pounds with my legs. 
I have traveled to most of the United States and been on an airplane more times than I can count. 
In high school, I studied college-level biology, cellular biology, geology and paleontology as well as astronomy and meteorology. 
By age 14, I had already been running my own business for 4 years. By 14, I had already gotten involved in local politics, by raising awareness of a detrimental high-density development plan that could have ruined the rustic, rural beauty of north Marion county, my beloved homeland. I created petitions, talked to locals and even made a video that I sent to the government officials. 

I also was the secretary of a local farmers' market committee board, once again getting involved in local 'politics' where I learned many real-life economics. 

None of this, by the way, was forced on me by my parents. None of it was shoved down my throat as an expectation to fulfill. My parents simply gave me exposure to opportunities, and lots of encouragement, and I jumped on them and took flight after my dreams. 

Am I abused? Am I neglected? Am I socially inept? Hmmmm let me think about it...

By the way, I am not bragging about myself. I am merely telling you what I have done in the past 21 years of my life, thanks to my amazing parents who encouraged me every step of the way and who by the grace of God, taught me from home and by the Word of God.  

I am not idolizing the concept of home education. I am simply applauding it. 

Because I was raised in an environment that allowed me to explore my full potential as a human being, without condemnation or judgement, I am who I am today. My parents gave me structure, teaching me all the basics of a good education. But they also allowed me to be myself. They allowed me to think for myself, to research all the different options, to consider all the possibilities. They let me decide what I would wear, without making me feel ashamed of my body. By the way, denim jumpers were never a staple, let alone included in my closet. lol thank goodness! I got to see movies and do things that most every other kid could do, maybe minus the really crappy stuff that young eyes shouldn't be seeing anyways. 

As for socialization, tell me how I've not been incredibly successful in these few years of my life, and maybe I'll consider your idea that I wasn't socialized properly. 

Every aspect of my life involves social interaction, whether it is for work purposes or just for fun. I am an extrovert who loves people! And anybody who knows me will tell you I am a super confident individual overflowing with ambition and drive. 

(non-socialized people geeeeenerally don't tend to be like that js)

Seriously. I could go on and on about that, but I was exposed to all the different age groups, all the different social and religious backgrounds, all the different ethnicities. Yes, I had enough friends and no they weren't just my siblings. No, my family wasn't rich at the time. No, we were not a small family. I mean, there are 5 of us kids, so...yeah. 

Homeschooling is not a cult. If it ends up feeling like one, guess what? 

You're doing it wrong. 

Home education is not a religion and neither is it automatically associated with "fundamentalism". (There are actually a good number of liberal homeschoolers out there, btw) That being said, a good number of conservative Christians do tend to end up teaching their kids in their own style, instead of sending them away to an unnatural environment where they are ridiculed, bullied and compared to other kids in a way that is harmful to the brain and severely damages their creativity and reasoning powers. Believe it or not, Christianity is totally separate from home education. 

You don't have to home school to be a Christian, or vice versa. The two just fit together really nicely, that's all. 

So yeah. That's my little rant. I get so sick of people condemning something they don't understand. 
Don't listen to the media when they try miserably to convey life as a home educated person. As I mentioned earlier, their agenda is skewed. 

Now, a small percentage of homeschool alumni will tell you they suffered from actual abuse or neglect - just like a small percentage will try to tell you that Michael Pearl endorses literally beating children to death. 
And sadly, some parents out there are truly abusive and have messed up ideas of what Christianity is. Some create their own idea of what God is, and in the process end up creating their own little religion where it's all about rules and legalism, instead of Biblical truth and grace. And this is a very tragic thing, that no real Christian would ever do or inflict on their child.
But can I also mention, this is no new thing in the world? And it happens more in 'typical' homes than it does in the 'fundie' ones, statistically? Don't accept the exception as being the norm, when it's not. We have to keep things in proper perspective.

My life is amazing, and it always has been, even despite the mental illness I've battled in the past and a couple failed relationships. I've hit a couple bumps in the road, but it was never for naught, and dare I say it, but that's just part of growing up. I have no regrets and have nothing to hold against anyone.

The reason I call this my "horror story", is because of how horrified the liberals/communists/big government pushers would be to know that I am literally proving their agendas wrong with every moment of my little life. Every success that I add to my years, every little dream I accomplish. 

All the people who love to condemn homeschooling as a practice, to call it detrimental, abusive and cancerous...where are you now? 

//peace out, y'all//
l.k.o. 


visit my actual website here



Wednesday, April 26, 2017

//gone verde


I'm telling you, Shakti never fails to please. 
It's always exciting when I get an email from them asking to review another product, and I definitely scored big (again!) with this gorgeous little number!


I apologize that my photos are not the best quality for this review. It was a bit rushed, which I kind of regret, but oh well. 


eShakti clothes are awesome because they're guaranteed to fit you no matter what shape or size you're rockin'. 
Every time I get a new dress from eShakti I know it's gonna fit me like a glove, and flatter my figure in all the right places! And I'm never disappointed! 



(still haven't really figured out the whole modeling thing, but I can't take myself too seriously, right?)





This dress is SO comfortable. It's a soft, slightly stretchy material, very similar to this one - a heavyweight jersey cotton blend, I think? Could be wrong there, but that's what it feels like. It's not flimsy by any means and I know it was made with high-quality standards. Another pro about getting dresses from eShakti! 


At the same time, I'm not sweating my butt off from it being too thick of a fabric. And living in the Sunshine State, I can fully testify that it gets hot here!




My camera was about to die at this point so it was like "hurry, try and get in as many shots as you can!"




Throwing in a vaguely pin-up inspired pose because it just felt right at that moment.



My makeup routine was the same as what I did for my other retro eShakti dress photoshoot.
Pretty simple and typical for the 1940s. Just my favorite Besame lippie, some blush, concealer, and a smidgen of mascara. I experimented with a new hairstyle, too, which I'm pretty happy with. Maybe one day I will advance on to those much-envied victory rolls. 



To complete the 1940s look, one absolutely must have tights or at least the appearance of tights! Which I know I still need to add to my 40s ensembles...*cough* if anybody wanted to send me some to review I wouldn't complain...*cough
In fact, women would even draw a line down the back of their legs to give that imitation, if they couldn't afford tights. Me? I was running out of time today so didn't want to put that extra effort in...oh the shame!


The "I have no idea what I should do next here but at least I'm having fun" look.


Overall, I'm in love with this dress! The cutouts in the front give it the perfect little touch without being over-the-top. I absolutely adore the shade of green. So classic!

If you love vintage-inspired clothing or the idea of clothing you can actually customize to your own measurements, you should definitely check out eShakti. It's the only company that offers this kind of service for sizes 0-36W! 

They also offer $25 off to new customers! 
(Be sure to tell them that I sent you!)

//details//

dress: eShakti
shoes: ModCloth
vintage gloves: gift from my late Aunt Ruth
 lipstick: Besame in 1946 Red Velvet
blush: Cowgirl Dirt in Buckle


in love with the verde? let me know in the comments what you think of this look!


Note: I was given this product in exchange for my honest review. 

Monday, March 27, 2017

The Official Release of TROF!



Yep, you heard me right! 

My historical fiction The Rebels of Florida is now published and available for purchase, after ten exasperating years of blood, sweat and tears! 

So what are you waiting for? GO GET A COPY RIGHT NOW, YA HEAR?

You can purchase directly from me on my NEW website here, or on Amazon, or Barnes & Noble online as a myriad of other worldwide vendors. 

*does happy dance*

Even if you don't get yourself a beautiful copy of your own, (trust me you really ought to) definitely go check out my website because from now on I'll be posting more over there for professional reasons. 

God is so good in fulfilling my childhood dream of publishing this book, and I really hope it touches the world. If you really want to be a dear, share the word with your friends and whoever you think might enjoy a dramatic historical novel about Florida's involvement in the Civil War. Muchas gracias!



Tuesday, January 17, 2017

//in which i pretend to be a retro queen



Hey y'all! So, I know I never really post on here anymore, but it's because I have two jobs now and one is basically full-time. Then I have all the other things in life like music, publishing my book, hanging with friends, family and such. And being an adult. So yeah, doesn't leave time (or motivation) to blog. 
BUT! I got offered a chance to review something again, and who can turn down free clothes?!

eShakti sent me a glamorous knit dress a few weeks ago, and it is maybe the best thing in my life since I discovered kombucha. 


I feel so classy in it! From the perfect shade of crimson, to the comfy fabric, to the way it flatters my curves, what's not to like? 


I know I'm not much of a model, but sometimes I enjoy trying. You're never too old to dress up and have fun pretending to be a time-traveler!
 What's terrific is that this dress is vintage-looking, yet made with breathable, stretchy material. Some actual vintage clothes can look amazing, yet be quite uncomfortable to actually wear.


It features a wrap-around design--which I'll admit took a little getting used to, but it definitely works. 



eShakti offers many different types of clothing for women, and everything is customizable! 
It's the only company that offers this kind of service for sizes 0-36W! 
They have modern styles, as well as retro-themed. Every piece of clothing they have ever sent me has been high-quality. 
In my experience, I would definitely say that they are a company worth buying from. 




Gotta say, I feel like this picture is a bit Peggy Carter-esque, no? I wish I had had a cool, old pistol to hold in that pose. It would have completed everything. 







As far as makeup goes, the main attraction is obviously the lipstick. I didn't put on any eyeshadow, my brows are completely natural, and I have merely one coat of mascara. I put a little blush on my cheeks after applying my usual concealer where it was needed. 

I'm no 1940s expert (yet), but from my research this is a pretty accurate look for the era. Little focus on the eyes and more attention to the lips and cheeks. And no, they didn't have contouring back then.




This unique hat is actually an original from the 1930s. I'm guessing late 30s, but I could be wrong. I found it at a local antique clothing shop in Micanopy and fell in love. There's something so delightful about old hats! Maybe they'll come back in vogue one of these years? They definitely need to. 


This mask isn't really 1940s or 30s or anything in particular. But I couldn't help myself. Masks always look awesome in photoshoots!


//details
dress: eShakti (for reference, this dress is a size 8, and I'm 5'8")
heels: ModCloth
vintage 30s hat: local antique store
gloves: vintage, a gift from my late Aunt Ruth
lipstick: Besame in 1946 Red Velvet
blush: Cowgirl Dirt in Buckle
pearls: vintage, gift from Grandma 
//


I definitely recommend checking out eShakti! 
You get a $25 discount if you are a new customer! They are also running a 15% off special up until January 19th! (only 2 days left to take advantage of it!)

What do you think of my retro look? Should I try more 40s-inspired outfits? Let me know in the comments!


Note: This product was given me for free in exchange for my honest review. 


Sunday, July 3, 2016

//no i'm not crazy, i just like being single



//note: this post is not intended for younger audiences. it deals with sexuality and other serious elements. 

My mind has soared lately with a myriad of visions and dreams. 
Even though I genuinely look forward to Christ's return, (especially with this perilous era only growing worse)  I yearn to DO things in my earthly life. I have always been a dreamer, a visionary and a go-getter. 

More often than it should be, my dreams are self-focused and not centered on Christ. A close friend of mine has reminded me more than once that a plan is useless if not dedicated to Christ and reliant upon His approval. Scripture confirms this in Psalm 127:1. 

The world sees success as money, worldly goods and an attractive partner who can satisfy your carnal needs. 

Success in God's eyes is completely different. It is fulfilled in giving Christ your everything, spreading His love among creation, and loving Him with all your heart. Really, it could be summed up with just the first and last points, because if we do those things, all the other stuff will follow after naturally. If I love Christ, I should want to tell others about Him when I can. If I love my Savior, I should desire to serve my fellow human beings and be a beam of sunshine to whoever I encounter. 

One thing I have noticed, though, in the Christian, conservative community (I'm looking at you, fellow homeschoolers and homeschool alumni) is the large emphasis on getting married, ASAP. 
Obviously not /all/ folks in this category think like that, and I hate making blanket statements because obviously everyone is different. 

I'm just saying. It's common to see lots of focus on finding your match and getting hitched. Sometimes, "lots" is an understatement. 

It's not a bad thing to desire marriage, especially while in your early twenties when you think you're unstoppable against the world. In fact, not only is it perfectly normal and acceptable, it's in many ways, quite ideal. Our biological clocks are on a countdown. It's a proven fact that child-bearing is easiest when you're younger. Hormones are raging. Temptation looms over our naive, relatively-inexperienced heads like a giant, ominous weight; suspended by a piece of twine that could snap at any time. 

Let's face it, y'all. It's hard to be a young adult in twenty-sixteen.
 I'm not gonna sugarcoat it. It's flippin' HARD. 
No other era in history has been so exposed to evil-on-demand as we are. Unfortunate as it is, we have a buffet of evil arrayed at our fingertips. So many items and flavors to pick from, and most can be in our grasp within minutes if not seconds, due to technology's encroachment in our lives. 
Sin has always existed, but in 2016 we are invited in enjoy it without guilt and to give it a seat at our table. Nobody even calls it sin to begin with, because that goes against the idealogy of relativism. 
 Sin is a welcome guest on earth. You're even called weird, prudish and downright hateful if you decide not to take a bite from this alluring buffet. 

And who wants to go against the flow? 

There's a reason that I say all this, by the way. I know I ramble, but I'm going somewhere - trust me. 

I just want to acknowledge how hard it is to be single and overcoming temptation in 2016. 
Personally, I suck at it. I literally am awful at being pure. I might be a technical virgin, but trust me, I don't deserve the title. I struggle with stuff, and I know it. Not gonna lie or try to put on airs.
 Sometimes, I wish I weren't created to be a sexual human being. Sometimes I question what all the temptation and struggling is really for, in the end. When I consider the fact that there's a chance I might not marry for a while, if at all, I even get angry.  Part of my flesh screams out in distress because my body craves to be fulfilled in ways that only a healthy union with my hypothetical soul-mate can satisfy. I'm not gonna lie. I crave sex just like anybody else. 

Don't faint.
 I can see you over there, on the other side of the screen, just staring in shock at that last line. You're probably thinking I've lost my wits, right? I mean, come on, we're not supposed to talk about this subject to begin with. It's just...taboo. Because. Reasons. Right..?

But seriously.

I know I just said it aloud what a lot of single Christian virgins are thinking but don't want to admit. 
Look, there's nothing wrong with acknowledging your body's biological functions and needs. Sex is natural, normal and even sacred. Society - and sin, overall -  has polluted many peoples' ideas on it, true. But it's still just as special and important as it was when it was first created. And, heck, biology is just plain biology, no matter how squeamish talking about it makes you feel. 

So, basically, there are definite biological reasons why marrying young is a good thing and very healthy. Even Paul acknowledged that marriage is good, relating to the subject of avoiding temptation to cave and act impurely. 

Of course, we also know there are countless other reasons why marriage is wonderful, if it is a healthy, loving marriage focused on God. In fact, it can be the most amazing union a man and woman can experience other than having a devoted relationship with God. 

But I'm not really here to preach a sermon on marriage. 

I acknowledge the greatness of a healthy marriage, and I understand the desire to seek out your mate ASAP. 

But let's get something straight.

Getting married is not your ultimate calling. 

Finding your soulmate is not the reason your were created. 

And, you can be perfectly happy and content as a single pringle. 
Newsflash! Being single is actually not a disease, problem or illness that needs to be cured! It's just another phase of life, that can be utilized in incredible ways to serve God. 
Being "single" is not part of your identity, and it doesn't define you. It's just another location on the map of life. And chances are, most of us won't be staying in this location for that much longer. 

You can call me weird, or insist that I'm just bluffing - but honestly? I like being single. I'm not just saying that. I really mean it. I genuinely am happy and at peace being free of a romantic, committed relationship.
That being said, I have been in a few relationships before. I know what it's like to go through all that, alright? I've been there. It has it's ups and downs. Clearly I haven't found 'the one' yet - that, or maybe the timing is just not right currently, if I have met the guy already. Who knows at this point. It's all in God's hands and I don't dare try to take it into my own.

Dating/courting somebody can be amazing, and it can bring a lot of happiness and fulfillment into your life. Hopefully, the other person's in the same belief-system as you so you can encourage eachother in your spiritual journey. If you get physical, well - yeah. There's that too. (Personally for numerous reasons I don't advocate a high level of physicalness in a relationship like this.)

But fact is, relationships also suck. There's a whole truckload of pressure that gets unintentionally heaped on both parties. Whether you want it or not.
 In my experience, the men tend to jump in head-over-heels emotionally and are spouting off the "I loves you"s way too early in the relationship. What does this do? It makes us girls feel like we have to reciprocate the sentiment, whether or not we actually feel the same. Sometimes you might like somebody, but you don't know if you actually love them. Heck, I feel like this the story of my love-life so far. *shakes head* I mean, there are incredibly amazing men out there, but when you already struggle with mental clarity (or lack thereof) and hyper-distorted messed up hormonal imbalances, it's incredibly difficult to ever truly understand your feelings when it comes to love and what love actually manifests itself as. I could write a whole other post on what love is and isn't, on my meager knowledge of the subject. I probably won't though, because honestly I'm stillllll incredibly clueless and that's kinda why I'm single. 

Perhaps I'm delusional, but I think it's perfectly acceptable to be content during your single years. 

There is nothing wrong with not desiring romance for a little while. In fact, when you can actually put this particular subject aside and give it a break, you get to really experience life in ways you couldn't during a committed relationship. 
-You have more time to fulfill dreams and serve God, for one. 
-You don't have the potential drama, stress and mess of emotional entanglement. 
-You don't have to worry about pleasing a significant other and catering to their wants/needs. 
-You belong to nobody. You are your own person, free from the confines of expectations and commitment that a relationship demands. 
Not to mention, there's nothing like that feeling of being an untamed "calico pony on an open prairie". The sky is the limit! (Obviously I don't say this in reference to what sin or bad stuff you can get away with. It's more of, being free emotionally and spiritually.) 

The biggest reason I choose to be single currently is because of my relationship with God.

How can I have a successful, productive relationship with a human if I can't have a fruitful, passionate relationship with Jesus, the Creator of mankind? 

I know we're all works in progress and that you can't necessarily use that as an excuse to stay single forever. But truth is, it's easier to develop you walk with God when you don't have another person competing for your time, love and thoughts. 

So, no. I'm not weird or crazy. I simply want to seize the day. I aim to make the most of each season God gives me. 
And right now, that means loving my single years, treating them as a precious gift. Not letting them go to waste.

I invite you to do the same. 





Thursday, June 23, 2016

//musings of a hateful moron


Alright guys, I have a confession to make.

I have erred greatly.
 I have been intolerant.
I have, otherwise, committed a hate crime, and offended a few people, no doubt.
 I dare not try and shirk my offense! 
I'm guilty. 
Guilty of what, you may ask? Well, that is the question. 
I wouldn't have guessed it, myself. 

But apparently, if you ask the voices of certain folks, it's a thing. 

I'm a hateful moron. 

What did I do to get called such a name? Well, it was simple. I was scrolling facebook, wasting time as usual. I encountered a photo of two gender-fluid people. The original post was from a conservative mother about how, for many transgender people, the ultimate goal is to eliminate the borders and boundaries of gender all-together. The goal is to create a genderless society. No black and white differences. 

I should probably know better than to comment on controversial posts like that, where hatefulness is drawn like a magnet, but I couldn't help myself. I mean, I'm always seeing where liberals are shouting their views. I have a right to at least put in my opinion, too, right? It's freedom of speech, after all, right? (on a side note, I'll come back to this subject later.)

So, I said this. 

"I'm a woman. Gender is not over. I am darn proud of being a woman, and you cannot make me change that."

Simple, right? 
A few years ago, I would have been applauded for being a strong, feminist-minded young woman who has healthy self-esteem. 
In actuality, I do not claim to be a feminist. I am simply just happy to be the gender God made me. I love being a woman, and I wouldn't want to be any other way. Remind me what's wrong with gratitude, again? Oh that's right, nothing - at least, not according to God. 
So yeah, anyways. Here I am, stating how I'm happy and proud to be what I am. 
What responses do I get? I won't even say the first one, it was so very crass. In the second one, I was called a "hateful moron." Which isn't much better, but at least it didn't include an f-bomb. 

So, I'm sorry, guys. I didn't know it was a misdemeanor to be thankful with the gender you were born. I guess I need to issue an apology to the LGBTQ crowd for being so hateful that I actually profess being happy with myself and my body. Because, who on earth would actually tolerate a young woman being confident in herself? That's totally messed up, right? 

I mean, it's definitely hateful and idiotic to actually love who you are. If you're a straight, non-gender-fluid woman, anyways. If I had said I was a unicorn, maybe that would have been received with more grace. I'll have to try that next time. 

But really.

Just. 

Wow

All satire and sarcasm aside here, I feel like I got sent back to the dark ages. Back to the days when women weren't allowed to own land, vote, or earn equal pay for doing the same job as men. Back in the days when you were generally looked down upon if you were a woman. 

I mean, heaven forbid that women actually be proud of their gender. 

Am I the only one who is so confused by society these days? One minute feminism is being shouted, and the next minute...well, this

I might be overdoing it here, but oh well - add it to my list of sins. Have I made my point yet? 
I see a lot of people pointing fingers at straight Christians for being hateful and intolerant of the LGBTQ crowd, but to be honest, most of the hate I've witnessed seems to come from the accusers. I feel like they are so caught up accusing that they forget they aren't perfect either. 

I know I have faults. You have faults too. I am battling sin. You're battling sin. 
But the fact is, I'm not pointing fingers. You are. When you cuss me out and call me names, you are being the hateful one. Never have I called names over sexual orientation, or sin in general. I know we are all battling something. Everyone is. 

That being said, I won't sugarcoat things. I believe firmly that God doesn't approve of the homosexual or trans lifestyle. I believe that He doesn't create mistakes or failures. He doesn't create broken things. We create the broken. We mess our lives up. There are countless ways to do it, too. But point is, I won't claim to agree with the statement that God is okay with sin. He never is. 
Sin is sin. Sin doesn't change. Absolutes don't change, either. And God's Word is an absolute. 
God's Word is my final authority. End of story.

Anyways, I'm not trying to step on toes. Well, maybe I am. Sometimes, we all need our toes stepped on, right? Truth hurts sometimes, but it doesn't change the fact that it's still the truth. Sometimes it's like a bitter medicine.  You know deep down it is good for you, it just tastes awful and is hard to swallow. 

So yeah, I'm thankful and proud to be a woman, the woman that God created me to be. I'm happy and at peace, for the most part. Hopefully, by His grace,I will be able to reflect Him in what I do and say.  

Even if I am a "hateful moron."

//


P.S. On a side note, I've come to learn that facebook is awful for sharing your views. It is really quite a waste of time. It's almost to the point where I want to delete mine. There's just too much hate and lack of civility. Too many negative vibes. I yearn for the days when you didn't have to think about getting called a cuss word out of nowhere for doing nothing. I know that's utopian thinking, but is it so hard to treat eachother with civility? 
"Do unto others as you would have them do unto you." 
Be kind. Be thoughtful. Be considerate.