Monthly Archives: August 2010

Vampires, Werewolves, and Dead People?

Today I was checking in on Facebook and saw a video that was posted by a friend of mine. I am not writing any of this to offend anyone. However, this is my blog, where I place my opinion, and if I feel strongly about something like this, I want to express that.

I was really blown away by this when I watched it. Now, to be perfectly honest, I have seen the Twilight movies. I have seen them, mostly to see what the kids in my youth group are watching, but to be perfectly honest, because I am human, I was a little allured by them as well. The story behind the movie (minus the vampires) could actually be a good story. For instance, if you take out the vampires, werewolves, etc., you could probably make the love story of two people who are a little Romeo and Juliet like but more modern with a bunch of drama and action in between. However, these movies are actually full of witchcraft, dead people and people who change into animals. When you say it like that, it doesn’t sound as good and alluring does it? It actually sounds kind of gross…a human girl wants to make out with and marry a dead man, but she has feelings for a half man/half dog???
When I watched the video posted above, I was struck by some things he said and had some thoughts…

  1. “Dead people don’t talk to you. Demons pretend to be dead people.” – HELLO??? DUH!! Got to love all these ghost shows…they aren’t ghosts people…they are demons!!
  2. The history behind the Twilight series blew me away. I knew she had written the series based off a dream, but I had no idea about her beliefs.
  3. The obsession with Twilight has gone beyond a typical movie “fan club”….it’s gotten to an obsession level and like he said, “it’s a nasty little world we live in”.
  4. The movies have helped bring notice (and have probably spawned some increase in) a vampire culture that is actually going on in the world today. There are actually groups of people who believe they are vampires!
  5. Some Christians have stated that it is a good story because they didn’t have sex until marriage. The only reason there is abstinence in this movie is because he can’t have sex with her until she is a vampire because he might hurt her or kill her. There is no real teaching of abstinence and it’s about vampires!
  6. “Satan is a liar, he’s deceiving.” AMEN!!
  7. “Are your eyes open to the darkness of our day and the deception that’s around us?”

I love this video because it really sheds light on what our culture is like today. It’s convicting and reminds us that we really need to be watching out for our kids!


Posted by on August 26, 2010 in Uncategorized


Growing Up

Stephen starts school Monday! I cannot believe he will be in the fourth grade. Time goes by so fast and before you know it, our kids are heading off to college, then getting married and having kids of their own! Awe man, I really don’t want to think about that!

In some ways I am sad to see Stephen hit this stage in his life. He turns 9 this Friday. I can remember when he was born like it was yesterday. I can remember cleaning diapers and first feedings.

 He’s so big now. He’s tall and skinny. Like most boys, he has a fascination with Star Wars and Indiana Jones. He takes tap dance lessons and is very active in Taekwondo.

He loves video games and funny TV shows. He even loves watching Family Matters, which is a show I watched as a teenager. He’s creative, especially when using Lego’s. He’s funny and keeps me laughing. He still loves to cuddle and spend time together. And I will take that as long as I can. He’s growing up way too fast and I am powerless to stop it.

 My desire for him is that he know God intimately, that he become a man of God and a man of integrity. My prayer is that his life be used to further the Kingdom of God in way even I cannot imagine.

Lord, give my son a heart for You, a desire to serve you and to love you, and a desire to do whatever it is you ask of him. Grant him peace in the hard times, strength in the rough times, grace when he needs it the most, and mercy for others in their times of struggle. Make him humble so You can use him the most.
And Lord, I pray that You give me the strength to train him in the way he should go and strength to let him go when it’s time. I know you will take care of my baby far better than I ever could…after all, He’s not really mine, He’s just mine for a time…he’s Yours forever!

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Posted by on August 25, 2010 in Uncategorized


Back to School (Blog Carnival)

I remember some of my first days of school. I vaguely remember the first day of kindergarten (though I think that is more due to what I have been told and the pictures I have than anything else). I wore a teal and white polka dot dress with white socks and white Mary Jane shoes. I had my school supplies in hand and I was ready to go! Wow, what a long time ago that was!
I remember the first day of fifth grade, at a new school in a new town. I remember being so nervous because not only was I in a new school, but I was in middle school. I remember a lot about fifth and sixth grade at that school and have made some life long friends. In fact, one of my very best friends will tell you that when she first met me, she thought I was stuck up (because I was so shy), but once she got to know me, we were best friends fast. To this day, whenever we do get to see each other (which is few and far between), it’s like we never left.
I remember my first day of high school and the friends and even some enemies I had there. I remember that there was this girl who used to pull my hair for whatever reason and I couldn’t stand her.
I remember that in tenth grade I home schooled and in eleventh grade I had the opportunity to go to a school in Florida as a boarding student. That was a really interesting year. I wouldn’t trade it for the world because God showed me a lot there and I made some good friends, but I would never send a child to that school because it took conservatism to a too high degree.
Finally, I remember my senior year…knowing I was almost done! I remember being ready to finish school and wanting to head to college. I made friends, spent a lot of time with my youth group, and was able to even attend a few dances, though I only really danced at my prom.
All these memories hold a special place in my heart. I will never forget some of the people (even if I forget their names), I will never forget my experiences, and i will never forget the things God taught me. So, as I get ready for Stephen to start fourth grade next week, I am reminded of all these memories and I hope and pray that he can come away with some great ones as well!

This starts this months blog on Back to School! Final entries are due by September 30th. I would love to hear from you.

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Posted by on August 23, 2010 in Uncategorized


Let the Children Come to Me

Then he said, “I tell you the truth, unless you turn from your sins and become like children, you will never get into the Kingdom of Heaven
~Matthew 18:3 (NLT)

But Jesus said, “Let the children come to me. Don’t stop them! For the Kingdom of Heaven belongs to those who are like these children.”
~Matthew 19:14 (NLT)

Jesus mentions, multiple times in Scripture, that unless we come to him like children, we will not enter into the Kingdom of Heaven. Now, this does not mean that we cannot go to Heaven unless we are children…quite the contrary. Children have a real zest for life. Children see life as an adventure and life is simpler.
In the Old Testament days, getting to Heaven was hard. You had to make sacrifices (which were very gruesome) and make confessions to the high priest at the tabernacle (who was the only one allowed to enter the Holy of Holies and intercede for you. It was not easy to get into Heaven.
When Jesus came to earth, he came to make it easy. He came to give us a once and for all way to get into Heaven. It’s simple…admit you are a sinner (you’ve done wrong), acknowledge that Jesus Christ died a gruesome death on the cross and was raised from the dead and is now living in Heaven just for you, and ask and accept him into your heart. It’s so easy…a child can do it! This is what Jesus meant when he said, “For the Kingdom of Heaven belongs to those who are like children.”

Just a little over a week ago, I was a happy and blessed mother to see my son get saved! It was also humbling to see how easy it was for him to accept that these things were true, to understand that it was simple and to want it so badly! You know, we as adults make it so hard on ourselves, don’t we? We try to “get clean” before we come to God. We try to make the process harder than it is. All God wants from us is just to accept…He will do the rest. He will make us clean, He will change our hearts and our actions in His time. 
So, I want to challenge you all to come to God (even if you are already a Christian) as little children and I promise you, you will be blessed!

For more great posts on Children,
please see the Blog Carnival at One Word Button

Posted by on August 18, 2010 in Uncategorized


One Year!

I looked at the calendar and realized that it has been one year since I started this blog! That may not seem like much to some of you, but for me, this is a huge accomplishment. When I was a little girl I used to write in my diary all the time. You know how it goes…”Today we went to the park and had a picnic. Tomorrow is my sister’s birthday”, etc. Then, when I became a teenager, it became more about drama…”I can’t believe she did that! I hate it when she acts like that!”…you know how it goes. I also used to write, not just in my diary, but actually write. I wrote poems, short stories, even started a book or two. It’s true! I used to have such a passion for writing and I would have told you that, among being a singer and actress, I was going to be a writer. Somewhere along the line, I got hung up with life and love and worries and fears and anxieties and such and I lost my passion for writing. Then, when I wanted to write again, I found I simply couldn’t. I was blocked. There was no way to get my thoughts out and put on paper in any legible or understandable way. I kept trying to journal over the years, but I never went more than a week or two with it. I have two very nice journals sitting in a drawer that have only about 20 pages filled in each. It was very frustrating knowing that I felt the need to write but simply could not.
A year ago, I got the itch, again, to write. And I love the idea of sharing stories with others. When you blog you can make a person laugh, feel compassion for someone, make someone smile on a bad day, reflect inwardly about what’s being said. It’s a great way to reach out to people.

Over the last year I have spent a lot of time in self reflection. I’ve been looking inward at all the good, the bad, the funny, the sad, and the general mess going on in my mind and it’s really been a great catalyst for writing. It’s allowed me to share some very God-inspired blogs that have definitely helped me and I hope they have helped others. Since January, my life took a turn for the better, both professionally, personally and spiritually. It’s been great to share even a small part of that with y’all (that’s Texan for you all…LOL). The other day I got to share a great memory of my grandfather as part of a blog carnival I was participating in. The topic was laughter and immediately I thought of “Dad”. Sometimes, it’s just a quick word like this and other times it’s a long, lengthy post that God lays on my heart.

I hope that you are enjoying this blog (don’t hesitate to post a comment…either way). I am so glad to have been able to be on here for the last year and am looking forward to more years to come!


Posted by on August 13, 2010 in Uncategorized


And We Laughed

My grandfather at one of his last family gatherings

My grandfather was a gruff man, but a good man. He loved his grand kids immensely. Any time the entire family (which at the time he was alive consisted of 4 children, 3 spouses of those children, and 12 grandchildren) he would go through several names when calling one of us before he finally gave up and said, “You, come here!” He smoked and drank at least as long as I was alive, which is unfortunately probably the thing that killed him. “Dad”, as well all lovingly called him, grew up during some world changing times in our country. He had worked until he could work no more. He had strong opinions on life and always let you know them.
I don’t remember a lot about specific times with “Dad”, but I do remember one Christmas gathering at his house. We were playing a new game called “Bite the Bag”. I know, I know, what in the world is that, you ask? Well, I didn’t know either. My cousin had given us the game idea…I don’t really know if she made it up or if she had played it before. Here’s the basic premise: You take a brown paper grocery bag (do they even have these anymore?) and you put it on the floor. The first person has to bend down and bite the bag but cannot use their hands in any way and they cannot sit on the floor; they have to bend down. After that person successfully completes their turn, you tear off that part of the bag and the next player goes. This games requires being limber when the bag gets smaller. It was down to only a couple of us toward the end. My cousin, who had come up with this way that she would wrap her arms around her legs to bend over, was set to go next. “Dad” chimed in from his recliner and said that he wanted to try. So, while sitting in his recliner, he is trying to do his arms around his legs like my cousin when all of a sudden, before anybody knows what is happening, he pulls his dentures out and bites the bag!
We laughed until we cried and we never tire of telling that story, even so many years after his death. In fact, there are now several great-grandchildren with whom I fondly tell that story to from time to time. I miss “Dad” but thankfully he’s in heaven now…probably playing a rousing game of “Bite the Bag” with the angels.


Posted by on August 11, 2010 in Uncategorized



“You are the average of the five people
you spend the most time with.”
~Jim Rohen

Who are your closest friends? Who do you go to first when something is wrong? Who do you hang out with the most? Are they Godly, caring and all around good people to be hanging out with? Or are they negative, bitter, angry? 
“You are the average of the five people you spend the most time with.” really stuck out to me this week. It was just one of those random quotes on my iGoogle page when I opened it up, but it was so powerful in what it had to say. I know that the times when I am hanging around people who are constantly negative, I become negative and can’t seem to pick myself back up. But when I hang around people who are positive and encouraging (not that they don’t have bad days, but I am speaking on a whole), then it is easier for me to be positive and encouraging. 
It’s all about who you choose to be. If you choose to be negative…continue hanging out with those people…but if you choose to be positive, you might consider a change in who your close friends are.
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Posted by on August 6, 2010 in Uncategorized