Monday, November 10, 2014

Girl states that she is right, what happens next will shock you...

"Man Finds an Envelope on his front porch, you'll never guess what he found inside", "Brittany Maynard..."Pay it forward...", "DYI best ever home decor, under $1!," " Best 100 life hacks." John Doe's status update: " Today I ate tacos for breakfast, with extra cheese. #freecountry #icaneatewhatiwant

This is pretty much what my "newsfeed" looks like on facebook. Facebook. The social media beast that seems to run too much of our lives. I don't so much care how much time you spend on facebook. Not my business. I spend too much time on facebook. I sit scrolling through the newsfeed as I wait in line at the doctors office. Viewing the same status updates I viewed twenty minutes ago. I like someones picture, I comment on someones status update. At the end of the day I've left a lot of social media footprints. Sometimes, I read an article that is so timely for my present situation, that I thank God for the blessing of allowing someone to share something that would soothe my weary soul and encourage me to love those around me too. Other times, it's an article that discourages me, makes me cry, or plain old ticks me off. Most of the time it's fluff. Something to fill time. Time that is precious, Fleeting.
 Everyone has something to say. Everyone has something to debate or argue about. Something to share. There is no doubt of the power social media has to spread a story within hours of it's publishing. What suddenly frightened me about this is the realization that we as a people are losing our minds. In a time when knowledge is so accessible- its being replaced by fluff.  Scroll through the comments under any article and you will see thousands of people arguing their point. Back and forth they go. Who is right? Is anyone right? Can we even know what is right?
Two trends I'm seeing: 1.) THERE IS NO RIGHT OR WRONG 2.) People no longer feel comfortable standing on their own two feet. They cannot say, "I don't agree with this viewpoint because it is wrong. You may not like it, you may not agree with me but this is what I know to be true. Deep down- everyone knows right is right and wrong is wrong. For those of us Christians out there, I'm not seeing boldness either. I'm not hearing, " I love you but ______is not Biblical. I can back it up with scripture, even if it doesn't say, "______ is for sure a sin." The baby is being thrown out with the bath water. Our younger generations are looking at the older and saying, "We're not so ill informed as you were, we are not so narrow-minded as to actually choose right from wrong. Thankfully, in our enlightened era that we live we have discovered that what once was all black and white- is all grey."
The ironic thing about this grey area of thinking, is that within it, there is still no peace. It's supposed to make us capable of rubbing shoulders with anyone and everyone without our fur getting standing up on end. However, people are creating their own personalized grey areas, in which other people can still stomp on their undecided toes.
In a world such as this, we have one person, one article, with one wrong opinion, shared with millions of other people who don't have an opinion. Or the guts to stand up for their opinion.The result is like a group of teens trying to decide what movie to go to. After about twenty minutes of each one saying yay or nay to different options, someone finally shouts out something that then makes one person say, " Well, I don't like that movie but I think they do and no one else is really making a decision so, ok, I'll go with his choice." So even though the teen who shouted out an option ( out of sheer desperation to just get somewhere- not because he necessarily liked that particular movie choice)- the whole group of teens all end up going to a movie that none of them really wanted to watch.
So, today, I challenge you to seek the truth. Decide to not be swayed by the thousands of voices on social media. Make a stand for what is right. It does exist. We can know it. Then go LIVE purposefully. Truly loving by living truth.

"No longer be children, tossed to and fro by the waves and carried about by every wind of doctrine, by human cunning, by craftiness in deceitful schemes. 15Rather, speaking the truth in love, we are to grow up in every way into him who is the head, into Christ, 16from whom the whole body, joined and held together by every joint with which it is equipped, when each part is working properly, makes the body grow so that it builds itself up in love.
17Now this I say and testify in the Lord, that you must no longer walk as the Gentiles do, in the futility of their minds. 18They are darkened in their understanding, alienated from the life of God because of the ignorance that is in them, due to their hardness of heart. 19They have become callous and have given themselves up to sensuality, greedy to practice every kind of impurity. 20But that is not the way you learned Christ!— 21assuming that you have heard about him and were taught in him, as the truth is in Jesus, 22to put off your old self,f which belongs to your former manner of life and is corrupt through deceitful desires, 23and to be renewed in the spirit of your minds, 24and to put on the new self, created after the likeness of God in true righteousness and holiness.
25Therefore, having put away falsehood, let each one of you speak the truth with his neighbor, for we are members one of another

Ephesians 4:14-25


He is right and he is right? They can't BOTH be right.

Friday, November 7, 2014

Real. Life.

There's a kitchen underneath it all
Today I can't taste anything. I'm being optimistic that it's a sign that this cold is on it's way out the door. It's been a really long week. We set our clocks back and ever since it's been one continuous night. Luke, Erin and I all got a wretched---and I mean wretched--cold. The kind where you get a fever and it makes your lips peel. Your ears and throat are sore and itchy, your nose is stuffed AND runny ( not sure how that is even possible) and when you cough it feels a little like you are trying to get rid of your lungs. Pretty picture, huh? It's not. I know. Every morning I look at the bags under my eyes and I'm so thankful I can hide from the public, in my cozy house with a cup of tea. Somehow, with as little sleep as I have been functioning on over the last couple years- it's never been bad enough to cause baggy eyes. Well, now it is.
Toys, more dishes, and flattened cushion forts
SO! With all this loveliness going on- you can imagine that I've been whistling while I work- keeping up with all my little house wife duties and smiling all the way. Seriously. You have to imagine that because it's not real. Reality is. Messy. Smelly. Tired. Unorganized. Fussy. Complainy. Emotional. ( I for some reason decided that it would improve my puffy eyes if I bawled my eyes out watching some--very good and inspiring videos online--it didn't--they got puffier. ) It's  looking forward to nap time, then missing your babies after they are asleep. Then crying when they wake up too early. It's learning to still give when you feel like it's impossible. Learning to calmly correct when your toddler keeps disobeying. It's that time you finally sit down to relax and your toddler spills milk all over himself and down the couch cushions...Oh. yeah. That happened.
 All that to say, that I'm not feeling like a domestic goddess today. I'm also reminded that good health is not something to take for granted. I miss it already and it's only been a few days of living with a common cold. Looking forward to getting out of this house, I'm not really a fan of the hermit life. Before I can do that, I suppose I should go conquer the chaos that once was my house.

My "remorseful" mess maker
My little girl sleeping with all her brothers blankets because hers are all dirty...   :/