a slightly different post...

To start off, here is a little bit of background info:

As a Christian, I tend to lean to the right side of politics. This side holds ideals such as anti-abortion and values similar to Christian morals.

Or so I thought. 

I was added into this Facebook group with supporters of the right side. Then I posted a post saying 'views on immunisation?'. It isn't really a discussed topic but I was interested to see what people thought.

Well, I regret my curiosity. 

I started by saying I wasn't really supportive of compulsory immunisation as I believe parents should have a choice. I know a few people affected negatively due to immunisation and that has formed my opinion yet I stated I just wanted to know what other people thought. 

The response I got was horrid. People opted straight to swearing and saying how could I be so dumb? They were obviously pro-immunisation but they were so rude and completely disrespectful. I have an opinion, just as everyone else does and I have a right to that. I have a right to share it and I have a right to be respected. I have grown up in different situations with different experiences of course my beliefs will be different! 

What I am trying to say is mainly that I realised through that little post how un-Christian our society has become. People's beliefs are so different from mine, even though we may be on the same side of politics. People are so quick to judge and disrespect that they don't even take note of the person they are driving away. 

I see people trying to be respectful of other people's beliefs and opinions yet receiving no respect back. I hate how easily offended we are and how its almost as if we can't live with each other anymore. Two people with differing ideals will just bicker and I wish we could realise that there are 7 billion people on this planet and there is bound to be a mass amount of different views.

We are a society divided, a political mess and what appears to be a bunch of middle school minded people just waiting for the next argument they can join. We are so defensive yet so individualised. So different yet to similar. A history repeating itself. 

Anyways, I am sorry for this vent, I suppose I just needed somewhere to get it all out. 

i've moved - up and running

hey all,

my blog has moved to http://ponderingthoughts1.blogspot.com

would love to see you all there xx

yes, hello!

hi everyone!

i am so slack at blogging. it's terrible. and it's going to be even more difficult now that i have two blogs. yes, i'm crazy. i needed a new email address for non-personal things, so i decided to add a blog to that! :) so ponderingthoughts1.blogspot.com is my more personal blog and this one is more open and more devotional based ;)

also, my blog/business email is ponderingthoughts1@gmail.com so please feel free to email that in case you need me :)

and.... i'm thinking about partnering with some bloggers? so basically you can blog on here when i can't/when you want/we will figure it out :P and i can blog on yours whenever you need or etc. there may be some more elements such as blog designing/simple coding or perhaps whatever you need. so if you are at all interested in being a part of this blog or just having a hand in maintaining your blog, please let me know at the email above ;)

love you all

xx
miss h

single awareness day

a.k.a Valentine's Day.

last year Valentine's Day popped up on me. and once i realized hat had come, i had a small pity party.

ugh. how unfair! everyone else has someone and i don't!

this year however, i knew it was coming. i had time to prepare.

i took time to look on what was good and how God showed me he loved me, not only on Valentine's Day, but every single day.

i know at times being single is hard, especially when all your friends are dating someone. but please keep in mind that God has someone special planned for you, maybe even around the next corner or two.

it may be hard to stay patient, but in the meantime, be happy with all God has blessed you with. he hasn't forgotten you, and he never will.

xx

Christmas Eve Doesn't Cut It (LYWB)

From a double rainbow against a dark sky to the undeniable pleasure in a scoop of chocolate gelato, our Daddy sure knows how to make us smile. He loves to give us good gifts (Luke 11:13)! And as the best gift-giver in the universe, He also knows the value of suspense. And I learned it, too, one Christmas.

’Twas the night before Christmas at the Jewett house, and everything was stirring . . . ’cause we got really excited about Christmas around our place. The stockings were hung, the lights were strung, and the presents were piled high under our decorated tree. Mom brought in our traditional Christmas Eve appetizer: sliced summer sausage, cheese, and potica (a Slovenian sweetbread), all sent with love from her family in Wisconsin. Everything was ready, and it was finally time.

Just One More
Our family had a tradition of each opening one gift on Christmas Eve, and my sister and I had been eyeing the bounty of carefully wrapped packages for weeks, trying to decide which one we’d open first. We went around the circle, choosing one gift and opening it. And then, as we always did, we turned to Dad and begged, “Please, can we open just one more? Pleeease?” I don’t know why we asked. He had never given in, and there was no indication that this time would be different. But contrary to all reason, this time he said yes!

In utter glee, we ran to the Christmas tree and chose another gift to open. Then, because the first attempt had worked, we tried again. “Please, Daddy? Just one more?”

To our shock, he agreed again! So we went around, each choosing a gift and opening it. Certainly the third time wouldn’t work, but we couldn’t help but ask. And it was like the universe was coming undone—he said yes again . . . and again . . . and again . . . until all the presents were unwrapped, and we sat staring in unbelief at one another under a pile of wrapping paper. Had we really just opened all our presents on Christmas Eve? The absurdity of it had us feeling a little excited, elated even.

Then came Christmas morning.

Worth the Wait
In all my years of Christmases, that one stands out as the darkest, most depressing of all. There was no excited pitter-patter of feet down the hall to wake our parents before dawn. In fact, I think we all just slept in. There was nothing to get up for! The excitement of the night before was replaced by sheer and utter disappointment that Christmas morning, when there were no presents to open.

God knows a gift is better because of the wait. When we cheat the system by opening one of His perfect gifts before the right time, it ceases to be perfect. That’s why the best gifts God gives us usually have a gift tag signed, “Wait to open. Trust me—it’s going to be good! Love, Daddy.”

God has given us the amazing gift of sex, and He also knows the surprise on “Christmas morning” (the wedding night) will make the gift all the sweeter! If you don’t give in by opening the gift on Christmas Eve, you won’t be disappointed.

And for those of you who have already known the disappointment of a premature Christmas, I know the holidays can bring on extra feelings of shame and regret. One of the things I love most about the story of my Christmas Eve debacle is that it didn’t end my enjoyment of every Christmas ever-after. The whole reason Jesus was born into this messed-up world was to bring hope and healing to those who need it. Amen? So let’s savor His grace and the beauty of second chances this Christmas.

And for heaven’s sakes, don’t ask your dad to let you open “just one more” on Christmas Eve! You never know when he might actually say yes.

Lies Young Women Believe

NOTE: Will be away for two weeks, so won't be posting for a little bit :(