My child is gifted. He‚Äôs also 29, unemployed, and living in my basement.

This post was too good not to pass on! I am really the last person to say anything on parenting, (as I am not one!) but someday, should I have kids, I hope that I can teach them how to navigate the world… and that they don’t fall into the pit of entitlement, which I am beginning to think, acts to stunt the growth of character…
But, I’m babbling. So go ahead, read and enjoy, and form your own thoughts! ūüôā

The Matt Walsh Blog

I don‚Äôt respond to most of the negative emails I get from people who listen to my show or read my blog, but this one struck a chord. Maybe it‚Äôs the ‚ÄúI feel bad for your kids‚ÄĚ bit, or the ‚Äúyou never should have been a parent‚ÄĚ part, or just the general idiocy on display; whatever the reason, I felt compelled to fire back. Here‚Äôs the message I received from a guy named Nick in reference to a discussion we had on the broad subject of parenting. I think we can all benefit from reading this, and solemnly confronting the tragic reality that this country is chock full of Nicks:

“Matt, I heard your horrible conversation today about parenting. A few comments in response:

1) Based on your remarks, I have to say I feel bad for your kids. You sound like the sort of person who never should have…

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So, there’s this Song Stuck in My Head…

And I don’t mind one bit.¬† Because it is NOT some booty shakin’, regrettably catchy¬†beat that has been played 20 times on the radio in the past 8 hours, nor is it a frustrating earworm that has annoyingly resided, unwelcomed, in the depths of the mind for the past week.
No.
Rather,
It is a song I heard for the first time a few weeks ago, when It was sung during worship at the Church I attend. It is called “You’ll Come”, By Hillsong. And I just can’t seem to get it out of my head.
But I don’t mind one bit.
So, I thought I’d share.

Journeying through ‘Mere Christianity’

P1050386editIt is a bumpy ( and slow!) road trying to read this ‘Mere Christianity’ book. A deep and critical way of thinking, that, as a non-educated (that is, no post secondary schooling)¬†individual, I’m a little unaccustomed to. Maybe perhaps why, I am all the more determined to complete such a book.
Chapter 1 reveals that we think we, and others, ought to behave a particular way in particular situations, and that sometimes, we do not in fact, behave that way.
I have now finished chapters 2 and 3, in which C.S. Lewis spends most of the time making a case as to what the ‘Law of Human Nature’ – Or, the ‘Moral Law’ –¬†is, and how it differs from things like, our instincts, or the Law of Nature.
“The Moral Law tells us the tune we have to play: our instincts are merely the keys.” ( C.S. Lewis, Mere Christianity; pg.10)

“The law of gravity tells you what stones do if you drop them; but the Law of Human Nature tells you what human beings ought to do and do not. In other words, when you are dealing with humans, something else comes in above and beyond the actual facts…” ( pg. 17)

I look forward to seeing how C.S. Lewis develops his case for the Christian faith.
I may say (¬† or type, rather…)¬†this repeatedly, but I know this book is not the be-all, and end-all to everything Christian. I’m just reading this book, like how I would read a college text-book; approaching openly, but cautiously; just hoping to gain a little insight, but knowing full-well that¬†C.S. Lewis is just a man – not God.

Have you read any Christian books that are worth reading? (And are more than just a self-help book?)
(Have you read this one?)

Princess Theology; or Why I Deleted My Pinterest Wedding Board

A good read for every young woman!

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[This is the first installment of a collaborative series entitled Thoughts in Progress.]

In case you are peculiarly imperceptive or not a fan of reading titles, I deleted my wedding board from Pinterest recently.

‚ÄėWait, why?!‚Äô you ask.

Fair question.

During the brainstorming process of this blog series, I got to thinking.

[Dangerous business, that thinking stuff.]

I started thinking about the way young Christian women think about marriage. And I realized that the way we see it is really messed up.

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Autumn; My Season of Reflection

I woke up this morning feeling…
Well…
Certainly not ‘glad’.
In fact, I was in quite the conflict with my body, as my abdomen throbbed, my head pounded, my nose ran, and my skin became ultra sensitive to every touch.
At least the sore throat is gone’, I thought to myself. But this did nothing to¬†ease my other discomforts. I then became down and out about a couple other realizations;
1) This was the one weekend in which my husband had both Saturday and Sunday off; a rarity we won’t see again till school lets out around May; And
2) The Church BBQ kick off was today. Again, one of the few gatherings we could have gone to together this year, because our schedules actually worked out!
I shoved these bleak balloons from my mind, and then proceeded to procrastinate about waking up.
7:30…
10…
11…
Then I lazily dragged myself to the shower.
And over 20 minutes later, somehow more lazily, dragged myself back out.
And perhaps at this point, you might be thinking ‘ Good grief already! So you’re sick! It happens!‘ And at this point, I wouldn’t blame you for labelling¬†me as¬†a whiner, and moving onward to a more¬†interesting read.
But I’m getting there.
After a day of laziness, French toast, Facebook perusing, ice cream, and more computer puttering, I was done. I looked over at my husband fast asleep on the couch ( Oh, to have that ability!), then I looked down at my journal with its bleak and unintelligent ramblings. And I thought to myself, ‘I gotta get out of this house.’
So I awkwardly wiggled into a pair of jeans, tossed my cellphone and camera into my purse, told my groggy husband I was going out for a bit, and then I was off.
I set forth on a long, curvy, paved pathway; Across the street, over a bridge, under a bridge, to the shiny metal door of Booster Juice, nearly an hour later. (Thank goodness it was open!)
P1050372editWhat I like most about walks, is the amount of (mostly) undisturbed thinking time. The fresh air seems to help clear my foggy mind. So I contemplated life. Life right now, not just the future. I thanked God for the sunshine and fresh air; for the luxury of free time in which I could unwind.
Sipping my drink, I thought about creation. And how I ought to surround myself with it more often. I think maybe that’s what helps¬†to refresh¬†the soul. Creation, trees, birds singing, green grass, fresh air… Perhaps creation stirs within us,¬†a desire to create. Inspires us.
P1050375editI thought about how I had spent my day – on the recliner with my laptop – and how certainly wise men and philosophers did not come to the conclusions they did, in regards to life, while in such a state. I think they had to have been outside, or at least near nature; Looking to the stars, the birds of the air, the trees, the sands of the shore, etc.
I contemplated other things too; like, personality. That, perhaps I am not as introverted as I had always believed myself to be…
However, that’s a post for another day.

What boosts your spirit when you’re having a blah day?

Another One Done! ~~~~~~

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Most recent journals on left; newest purchase on right.

I write a lot. Maybe it has something to do with this whole introverted business. Every few months I put my final signature squiggle at the end of that last entry;
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~, (<— Like that, although maybe not so uniform!)
and then hungrily await a new day, and a fresh new page in a fresh new journal in which to record every logical and illogical thought of mine.
But, almost as much as I enjoy writing in one, I also enjoy shopping for one. I’m not much of a shopper in the first place, (Can I even call myself a woman??) but this little quest is certainly an exception.
I am a picky one, when it comes to my journals:
They must be lined.
Preferably no coils (pages come out too easily).
No side margins.
Bigger than pocket, but not too big for purse.
And of course, I just know what I like and dislike in regards to appearance. Maybe it’s a little silly; maybe a little borderline OCD. But I intend to hold onto these journals for a while.
Who knows; maybe I will even let my future daughters read them.
Maybe.
Anyways, today I close the old journal, and tomorrow, I start afresh!

Pickin’ up the Book

After skimming some other blog posts today,¬†some of which¬†made a reference to C.S. Lewis, I was reminded of a book I bought a while back: ‘Mere Christianity’.
However – and, this seems to be the norm for me lately – I put the book down after the first couple chapters, and never picked it up again. ( Even despite my initial eagerness to absorb everything this brilliant man had to say about anything!)
Today though, is a new day.
Most mornings, I start the day off doing devotions. My imperfect attempt at drawing closer to God, tangled with morning ADD, mediocre coffee, and scribbled ramblings/prayer. But lately I’ve found that this alone is not enough to stimulate my mind; not enough to deepen my understanding of God, of Christianity; not enough to¬†get me inspired or excited about¬†Kingdom work.
In NO way am I implying God is not enough for me.
But it is certainly not enough on my part to call myself a Christian, do devotions, go to church, and repeat steps 1-3.
Before I go off on a tangent about my failings and shortcomings as a Christian, however,¬†this is the idea I’m getting to:
I am finally going to read the book.
( Go ahead; Hold me to it!)
It’s not exactly an answer, just an attempt to stimulate that dusty brain of mine.
Also, as an attempt to blog a little more regularly, I will record my findings.That is, write down what inspired me, what I learned, what I’m sorting through, etc… And of course, please feel free to comment!

Chapter 1 done, and a reflective quote for the evening:

“These, then, are the two points I wanted to make. First, that human beings, all over the earth, have¬†this curious idea that they ought to behave in a certain way, and cannot really get rid of it. Secondly, that¬† they do not in fact behave in that way. They know the Law of Nature; they break it. These two facts are¬† the foundation of all clear thinking about ourselves and the universe we live in.” (pg. 8, ‘Mere Christianity’, C.S. Lewis)