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Name: Christina
Interests: Studying the Bible, hiding God's word in my heart, discussing theology. Music is a gift from God, I'm so blessed to be able to play piano and flute, and am working on viola. Someday I'll pick up cello again.:) I love reading; photography; traveling outside the US; working with special needs kids; talking to people..
Occupation: Student
Industry: Education/Research
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Member Since:
10/27/2005
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| Finding the balanceLife is getting busier by the day it seems. I find myself saying, "Boy, it'll be nice once I'm married."
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| Got lice? You may be experiencing abuse. Read on for more info: I seem to be on a Pearl kick. I was just reading an article about how blogs are attacking No Greater Joy ministries & the Pearl family in general. While I DON'T believe, or practice everything the Pearls teach, I do believe they are a great ministry and have some good wisdom for child training (and if you never learned them as a child, it's adult training too!). This article encouraged Christians to stick up for our rights, and not to just "shrug off" all the offenses we hear from day to day. I know personally I have blown off comments, thinking, "Oh well, someone else can defend my belief, I don't have to." Hmm... so, just WHO is standing up for my beliefs?
One of the websites this article recommended us check out is: www.stoptherod.net
I was taken by surprise by what I saw there. It's strange that I've always thought people who would be anti-spanking would also be anti-God. But no, this site enjoys "quoting" (although taken out of context) Jesus and the scripture, making a case against spanking. I tried to find some place to leave a comment, but couldn't find one. Anyway, check it out. If you find it offensive, please pass this info on, leave a comment, defend your beliefs.
One thing I can say about this website is that I too am against ABUSE. However, discipline and spanking do not constitute abuse. There is physical abuse in this world and it is a sad, terrible thing. Anyone who reads the Pearls materials will know that they are the first to advocate REPORTING anyone who is being abusive - not just to children, but also to adults, wives, husbands - anyone who is being hurt.
Lastly, abuse is not just a physical thing. I've known families where the parents would never lay a hand on their child - yet that child is TERRIFIED of their parent because of angry threats and mean words.
Oh yes, and my title for this article was extracted from my Intro to Education class: Did you know that having lice is a sign of "abuse" that public school teachers are told to look for in reporting parents? I find that amusing. I had lice once. I was being well feed, clothed, bathed and loved by my parents. I picked up lice from my classmates. Go figure.  Abuse? I don't think so.
I shall step down off my soap box now. Thanks for reading. 
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| “WHERE DID YOU PUT MY COMPUTER?!?!”
It was gone – vanished – not where it was last night, as I
DISTINCTLY recalled it being on the table. I yelled at my sister, demanding she
admit her wrong doing and restore the prized possession I was in search of.
Only to recall, just seconds after her reply of, “I don’t know”, that I, YES I,
had taken it upstairs with me. *GULP* There I go again, blaming others. Then
came the hard part – admitting my wrong assumption, and asking forgiveness from
my sister. When will I learn?
I read
an excellent article on blaming a few weeks ago. It was written by Michael Pearl,
in their No Greater Joy magazine. It really struck home. I blame people ALL the
time. If not a person, it’s an object I’m blaming. Deep down, it’s my sinful
flesh just wanting to pass off my issues onto someone else, or trying to make
an excuse for myself. “Well, if it wasn’t for so and so, I wouldn’t be this way”
If I had to write down all the silly things I say in blaming, I’d be on here
all day. Even seconds after the computer incident, I found myself muttering
something about, “Well, if Mom hadn’t got me up so early, my brain would have
been working more clearly, and I’d have recalled where it was without making an
idiot of myself.” Yeah right, I KNEW we were getting up at 6 this morning, when
I CHOOSE to stay up till 2 am. Grrr..
Anyway,
this is a lesson that I truly need to learn. I need to stop blaming. I think
the worst thing about blaming, is that it is one of THE MOST IRRATATING,
ANNOYING, IRKSOME habit I see in my loved ones. It drives me nuts when I’m
blamed for things I didn’t do, or hear someone blaming another person and
getting angry over nothing. YET I DO THE SAME EXACT THING – ALL THE TIME!
Somehow it doesn’t seem as bad when I’m doing it. I suppose because I’m getting
some angry satisfaction in shifting the issue onto someone else. This is just
plain wrong.
Trying not
to blame – and owning up to being wrong – is tough. It’s humbling. I gave my
Mom a hard time about doing this not long ago, and then two minutes later I was
blaming her for something she hadn’t done. She said, “Huh – seems like I’m not
the only one who does this.” Nope. I’m guilty. I’m a sinner saved by grace, and
I need God’s help on a daily basis if there is to be any change in my life.
Now, don’t go giving me a hard time when you hear me blaming. I know this isn’t
one of those things you can just learn and never do again. I have hope that
eventually, I will do this less and less – especially towards those I love most
– my family.
Trying to put my flesh to death, one fire at a time..
~Christina
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| "When I was a young girl.."
“When I was a young girl, my Father had us practice this
exercise in writing: He had us write down in the morning what we imagined the
day would be like. Then, at the end of the day, record what actually took place.”
– Miss Matty, from Elizabeth Gaskell’s ‘Cranford’
Wow, what a month it’s been - full of friends stopping by to
visit from as far away as Oklahoma & Germany!
This morning LaelAnn and I took Sarah and Catherine Nicholls
to the airport at 2am. We had a good drive up to the airport, Sarah keeping me
awake.:) Lael and I got home at about 8am - and I crawled into bed (uh-hmm..
that is, my make shift bed on the floor). It was a long but good week. I’d
hoped to add pictures on here, but apparently the files are too large. I’ll
have to see what I can do about that.
Well, my Grandpa Jim drove up from Oregon for the day, so my
Mom took him and the kids out clam digging. Now’s the PERFECT time to work on addressing
invitations! So now that I’m TRULLY awake, I’m about to jump onto that
endeavor. Other goals for the day: Decide on what I want my cake to look like, formulate a little more definite guest list,
schedule my eye surgery (the one that will is suppose to make me “see” clearly
without glasses/contacts!). That's about it for now. Oh yes - and I want to get back on here and report what actually happened at the end of the day.:) PS- College Road trip, was silly, but very funny - especially at the very end - my family was roaring with laughter!
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| The adventure of registry shopping with a 5 year old helper I tried. I got annoyed, exasperated, cried (twice) in frustration – then I gave up on online registries. This past weekend my brother Ben had me watch “License to Wed,” which although containing a few undesirable aspects, was pretty funny over all. I LOVED the part where the couple goes to register, with two real kids and two mechanical babies in tow. Anyway, after watching that, I decided going to the store was the way to do it.:)
Ideally, Brian was going to go with me, but he was working hard all day & wouldn’t be back till today, so I ended up taking my little sister Lydia. I must tell you that in general I don’t recommend taking kids to do wedding registry shopping. But she was a sport. The day went something like this:
• 11:45AM – head into Shelton with Lydia, formulating our “plan” along the way
• 12:15 PM – Fuel up the car, then head over to Oil Can Henry’s to give the “Jelly Bean” a much needed bath. Lydia watched this ecstatically, being her first automatic car wash experience.:)
• 12:30PM – we ate lunch with “Mrs. Patrick” (Kathy ☺)
• 12:50PMish- checked out:
o one hair salon
o one nail/waxing/spa salon
o the library – to get “kid” music (Lydia didn’t care for my classical selections)
• 2 PM - checked out J. C. Penney’s –but didn’t register. Maybe later.
• 2:30PM – checked into Bed, Bath & beyond & hit the aisles!:)
Okay, so there are pros and cons to having a 5 year old shopping with you. The good things were I had an excuse for my every thirty minutes bathroom stops!:) Also, I wasn’t given odd looks for talking to myself, as it looked like I was really talking to Lydia. It’s also nice to hear, “oooh, I like that too!” and receive helpful comments such as, “That is TOO girly Tina – Brian WONT like that!”
The cons? Well, after an hour Lydia realized this wasn’t going to be fun shopping. She started making comments like, “Tina, I’m suppose to be the SLOW POKE – NOT YOU!!” “Do we HAVE to look at ALL the wash cloths?” and her doomsday predictions of, “If you take so long, they’ll close the store and will be stuck here forever!” *ROLLS EYES*
After two hours, she started getting goofy on me. Pointing at me with her “finger” scanner, it was, “BEEP! I bought you!” “Beep – I’m getting two of you!” “Beep – oh my! You’re free – yay!!” *MORE EYE ROLLING*
I really enjoyed Bed, Bath & beyond. Their scanner was so much nicer, and so was the set up.:) Also, they had a wedding registry helper who checked on me every so often. She also told someone in each department who I was, and so they were VERY helpful.
Our next store was Target, which Lydia enjoyed a lot more. Perks with Target – they give you free popcorn and soda to enjoy while shopping if you register there. Also they had kid carts which worked much better with Lydia as she could walk around whenever I stopped for a long time. Negatives for Target: it took nearly 30 minutes just to get the registry scanner so we could START. Also the scanner was extremely slow, would duplicate, delete (or NOT delete sometimes).
We ended the shopping with getting some shoes for Lydia & Meg. Lydia really enjoyed that, and was being a typical girl about the whole thing. She took her shoes off and tried on about 12 pairs of goofy looking shoes we never would have bought. We settled on some cute white tennis shoes with little gems on the sides (for nice everyday, off the farm use) and some cute pink with flowers velcro strapped shoes for Sundays.:)
Lydia "plunked" just after starting the one hour trek home from Olympia. It was a fun day but we were sure ready to get home!:) Clocked in about 9:45PM - whew!
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