Month: February 2011
Last week I made a post about Valentine’s Day, and I didn’t even write about it!
Therefore, for most people living in the United States, and maybe some in other countries, (as I know, I have readers in South Africa and Australia) February 14 is Valentine’s Day.
Now for most of the general population of this country, Valentine’s Day is a day when you give your sweetheart, male or female, gifts to show your love and generosity. However, most do not peer behind the mask to find out what this holiday really is! It’s almost as if they do not want to discover that they’ve been lied to, because then it would show that they were stupid to believe anything someone tells them.
If you have studied Valentine’s Day and all it’s pagan origins, you probably realized that Lupercalia
(St. Valentine’s Day) is not all love and happiness. Oh, and the story of Saint Valentine wooing his blind lover, not even close. Pagan fertility ritual, the deities involved in the most abhorrent characteristics, they decided that they would just blot all this out, leave the part about love, and the half-naked toddler archery theme! Hey, if you want to know the honest truth, look it up on Wikipedia. I am pretty sure the modern-day generation had got it all wrong!!!
And that is the TRUTH, straight from the horses mouth!! 🙂
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Shalom Everyone, מה שלומך? (How are you doing?)
First of all, NEWSFLASH: Nivi Bastian has started a new blog: foryahsglory.blogspot.com
So if all my followers could say hi to the newest blogger, that would be great!!! 🙂
She has also informed me that, although there was some major storm damage from the hurricane, she and her family are safe. Praise Yahweh!!!
Speaking of the weather, we had WEIRD weather. One day it’s warm enough to wear shorts, the next day we’re dressed in coats and gloves. BTW, these are the pictures of the almost 2 feet of snow we got…..
Dad recently had us girls design our own headcoverings and make them up. We looked online and found a template to make a bandana-like covering. The hardest part about it was cutting out my own stencil of a rose. I had to take stencil paper and a cutter, glue the outline to it, and then painstakingly cut around the lines. The end result was pretty cool, actually. Check out the pictures 🙂
(if you can’t see it, there is a rose, and above it is written: Disciple 1 Cor. 11:1, and the first picture is a drawing I did)
Which now brings me to the “Question of the Day!”
Do you wear headcoverings? If so, why do you, and how often do you wear one? If not, why not?
Our family believes that women’s heads need to be covered during the worship service, and during prayer….
It shows a sign of physical submission to first our Dad, then our husband.
What does your family believe?
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The latest news is that Egypt’s president resigned after all the protests going on there, so now I’m wondering if this is a precursor to the “Tribulation”. I mean, with everything that has been going on, and the fact that BARACK HUSSEIN OBAMA is president doesn’t make it any better. Look at the choices he’s making right now for this country, could it seriously get any better. He is legalizing abortions and slowly allowing people who want America’s downfall to influence people here.
There is a high chance that we will slowly start losing our rights, and that’s a problem, especially as a teenager. The adults have had some time to reach out to others in their lifetime, but us as teenagers have not hit that point, which means that our minds have longer to be influenced by those around us without Yahweh’s love, intentional or un-intentional. Peer pressure, friends, unbelieving family (parents, brothers, sisters, husbands, wives) or even teachers; people who were role models are now turning away to a life of crime, drugs, and disobedience to Yahweh’s law.
What our generation needs are positive role models to show us that some still care about pleasing the Heavenly Father. I think that is what I’ll do when I get older, and hopefully my husband will be involved with it too. Showing children and teenagers the power of the Father through arts: music, art, dancing, speaking, writing. Then I suppose I’ll be in a band and work as a recording technician on the side. 🙂
Anyone else have ideas for role models?
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Here We Go Again- PureNRG
I Will Follow- Chris Tomlin
!Hola, Shalom, and Hello to all readers out there….
There’s this new-fangled idea called growing food in your kitchen, and somehow our family has gotten to be apart of it.
We started out with kefir a few years ago. It’s a healthy bacteria grown in milk on the counter; it smells really bad, but supposedly is really good for you. Next, we got some Amish Friendship bread batter from a friend who lives down the street, so now, every 10 days, we get two loaves of sweet bread that we freeze. Most recently, Mom received some sourdough starter, and last night we got to eat our very own sourdough bread. It was really good. 🙂
We’ve also started a tradition of eating bread with our meal every Friday night, so I take 2 cans of biscuit dough, mix it with sage and minced garlic, braid it, sprinkle more seasonings on top, brush on melted butter, and then bake it. It is one of the easiest recipes ever, and it tastes WONDERFUL. I should put up pictures!!
Ok, topic for today: the “Super Bowl”. I don’t watch the Super Bowl personally (we don’t even have cable anymore anyway), but there is a high percentage of people in the United States that do, and that gives me an idea……. What if someone showed an ad during halftime promoting anti-abortion, pro-religion sort of media? Imagine how much resistance you would get for something like that, especially when around 15% (maybe more, maybe less) are against religion, or have none at all. What a change from hundreds of years ago, when George Washington was president, and faith was what this country was based on!
Well, if you watched the Super Bowl and have any comments, email: email@example.com
Otherwise, goodbye, adios, and Shalom
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Note: The following story is not mine. It was emailed to me by Hannah Staley. I take no credit for it whatsoever except for passing it on. Shalom
We all know or knew someone like this!!
One day, when I was a freshman in high school, I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school. His name was Kyle. It looked like he was carrying
all of his books. I thought to myself, ‘why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? He must really be a nerd.’ I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on. As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him. They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him. He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes. My heart went out to him. So, I jogged over to him as he crawled around looking for his glasses, and I saw a tear
in his eye. As I handed him his glasses, I said, ‘those guys are jerks.’ They really should get lives. ‘He looked at me and said, ‘hey thanks!’ There was a big smile on his face. It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude. I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived. As it turned out, he lived near me,
so I asked him why I had never seen him before. He said he had gone to private school before now. I would have never hung out with a private school kid before. We talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books. He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. I asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends.
He said yes. We hung out all weekend and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him, and my friends thought the same of him.
Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again. I
stopped him and said, ‘Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday! ‘He just laughed and handed me half the books. Over the
next four years, Kyle and I became best friends. When we were seniors we began to think about college. Kyle decided on Georgetown and I was going to Duke.
I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem.
He was going to be a doctor and I was going for business on a football scholarship. Kyle was Valedictorian of our class.
I teased him all the time about being a nerd. He had to prepare a speech for graduation. I was so glad it wasn’t me having to get up there and speak. Graduation Day, I saw Kyle. He looked great. He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school. He filled out and actually looked good in glasses.
He had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him. Boy, sometimes I was jealous! Today was one of those days.
I could see that he was nervous about his speech. So, I smacked him on the back
and said, ‘Hey, big guy, you’ll be great!’ He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled. ‘Thanks,’ he said. As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began ‘Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough
years. Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach.. but mostly your
friends.. I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them. I am going to tell you a story.’ I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the first day we met. He had planned to kill himself over the weekend. He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn’t have to do it later and was carrying his stuff home. He looked hard at me and gave
me a little smile. ‘Thankfully, I was saved.
My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable.’ I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment.
I saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile. Not until that moment did I realize it’s depth. Never underestimate the power of your actions. With one small gesture you can change a person’s life. For better or for worse.
Yahweh puts us all in each others lives to impact one another in some way.
Look for him in others.
You now have two choices, you can:
1) Pass this on to your friends or
2) Delete it and act like it didn’t
touch your heart.
As you can see, I took choice number 1.
‘Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly.’
There is no beginning or end.
Yesterday is history.
Tomorrow is a mystery.
Today is a gift.
It’s National Friendship Week.
Show your friends how much you care. Send this to everyone you consider a FRIEND.
If it comes back to you, then you’ll know you have a circle of friends.
WHEN YOU RECEIVE THIS LETTER, YOU’RE REQUESTED TO SEND IT TO
AT LEAST 10 PEOPLE, INCLUDING THE PERSON WHO SENT IT TO YOU.
Thanks for this submission Hannah Staley! 🙂