Recently, gay marriage was legalized in the United States. This is not a post on whether I am for or against homosexuality. This isn’t a post on my opinion at all.
This post—really—is just a question, a concern even, and I’d like to know your thoughts on this.
Not too many years ago, homosexuality was considered wrong, morally and biologically. It was an unfortunate condition some suffered with. Now, it is considered normal, natural, and right.
My concern is: How many other things that are “wrong” today will be considered “right” a few years from now?
Continue reading ➞ Right and Wrong?
I went to Twitter and proposed a blog critique in exchange for a blog critique. I asked if anyone was interested. A few responded.
Honestly, I had such a good time getting to know people and checking out new blogs that I want to do it again. But this time it’s more official than a Tweet. It’s a blog post. Way more serious.
Oooh Rebekah’s getting serious. . .
Continue reading ➞ Need A Blog Critique?
It’s a good thing blogmas corresponds with the date. I thought it was the eighth for some reason. .
Happy blogmas day #3, everyone!
Today was a guilt-filled lazy day. I wrote a post on How To Talk Yourself Out of Cutting Your Hair that, hopefully, was good, watched a whole movie which I haven’t done in forever, and tonight I taught at church, where one of my kindergartners brought a sheet of “special stickers” to share with everyone.
I got one too. I picked the tea cup, which warranted a funny look because I guess in her mind the tea cup was a crazy choice.
Continue reading ➞ BLOGMAS Day #3 and The Christmas Tag
Last week, when I went to the dentist, I had a fun interaction with the guy who did my x-rays. Just to break the silence, he asked me the usual empty questions like “did you get today off in school?” so I replied politely “no,” and that I had graduated already.
“Oh. What school did you go to?”
All my life, I’ve had to mentally and carefully assess my answer to this particular question. There are two ways to go about it: “Citrus Valley Christian Academy,” which is the politically correct answer, but then people want to know where that’s located and blabi-blah. Or, “I’m homeschooled,” which has a 95% success rate of killing any and every would-be conversation, stone dead. It’s really quite magical.
This particular morning I didn’t feel like getting into it, so those two magic words were the ones that came out of my mouth.
He stopped, x-ray-chip-thingy-halfway-to-my-mouth-now-left-suspended-in-air, and looked at me. “What school?”
This is when I knew. We were about to have a moment.
Continue reading ➞ I Was Homeschooled