Posted in 'Tis the Season, Home School, P.S. Fail., Wisdom

Not another dead child…

At just after 7:00 a.m., at Jonathan Law school, a 16-year-old Connecticut honor student was stabbed to death (no guns in Conn.) because she did the honorable thing:

She told a boy who asked her out, “no”. She did not want to go out with him.

Do we wonder why? Did she know he was bad news? Did she not feel safe? Did she know his reputation?

Did she not even date? My daughter would have said, “no” because she was too young to date…

“The greatest concern we have is for students who are hurting will keep it inside,” Feser said. “We want them to know we are here for them.”

A Call to Repeal 'Citizens United'

State Sen. Gayle Slossberg, D-Milford, said she has spoken with Gov. Dannel P. Malloy and he said the state is ready to provide whatever services it can.
Police were still on the scene investigating Friday afternoon. Mello said they expect the school to be open for classes Monday.

Really. Their main concern is that the kids won’t talk about their pain after a state-enforced exposure to murder.

Really. the governor is ready to do whatever. Right.

And school will continue, business-as-usual, as in murder-is-the-usual-and-we’ve-already-had-too-many-snow-days-so-please-get-over-it-this-weekend is the usual, in collective schools.

My heart is breaking and it’s not even my daughter, my child, my district, my state, or even my problem. It’s just a sweet little girl-woman murdered by a . . .

Meanwhile, local to me, law enforcement workers recently announced that in light of school violence leading to death, first-aid kits will be provided for every classroom.

Right.

Oh, also, instructions will be provided to every staff, as to how to apply band-aids and antiseptic ointment.

Right.

PEOPLE! Please, please, please homeschool.

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Photo credit: A Call to Repeal ‘Citizens United’ (Photo credit: CT Senate Democrats)

 

 

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Posted in Homemaking, Winter, Womanhood

Well, the Coons Got Us Again.

As a counselor and a retired professional mom, I must say:

Coon!Raccoons are incorrigible wasters, ruiners of all things good, heartless beasts that care neither about boundaries nor animal rights. Their ability and seeming desire to inflict gross horror is limitless.

As people who tend six hens, our job was keeping them safe at night in their own warm place during the past winter, and one we did not mind at all. In fact, I found myself enjoying the challenge and making sure my hennies had fun treats to ease their trials during the cold. I carried all sorts of tidbits down the hill to them, through all sorts of weather, and thawed their water tank I-don’t-know-how-many times, even adding sugar to it, to assure meeting their energy needs. I literally had one of them eating from my hand.

And that one is among the five survivors, I’m glad to say.

We lost one, in a most horrific way, which I will not detail here.

Chicken coop, Sabine Farms, Marshall, Texas
Chicken coop, Sabine Farms, Marshall, Texas (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

And I had nearly to rebuild our chicken coop and to visit them often, really often. Hourly. And they were terrified, of course, and were slow to re-learn their trust of me.

Today, though, when they hear my footsteps approaching their little home, although they still grow very still, as if trying to be unnoticeable, if I call out to them, they answer me with seeming great excitement.

And another one is learning to eat from my hand.

That feels good.

 

Posted in Health, Home School

Beth

Tuesday, around noon, Beth and her husband were chatting on the sofa. She started having trouble forming her words and controlling her right hand. Her husband would not normally have been home but was sick so had stayed home from work (thankful for a sinus infection.) He called 911.

They got her to the hospital nearby and then she was transferred to the big one in the big city.

The current diagnosis is a hemorrhagic stroke. The neurosurgeon said it is basically in the worst place it could be. The CT scan showed it roughly 1.5 inches by 3 inches and “deep.” There is almost certainly some significant damage to the brain already. If the bleeding doesn’t stop, Beth will not make it. Surgery is an option but the surgeon said it rarely goes well.

Beth
Beth. Her husband says not a good picture of her, but it shows her joy.

Beth and I are old friends from back when we both homeschooled. We’ve shared so much. Although we don’t get to see each other as much as we’d like, we never get really out of touch. You know how that goes.

Only now, we are really out of touch. All anyone can do is pray.

Lots of things could have been worse. She could have many small children; her only child is grown, employed, and happily married. She could have been alone; her husband was right there in the same room. She could have been afraid, but even in her current state, she is able to receive calming influence from her husband. She can see. She can indicate understanding by moving her eyes. She is in a very good hospital.

Hard to be thankful when all I really want is to go back in time.

Posted in Inspiring, Scripture, Who's the mom here?, Womanhood

Big Numbers from Little Ones

An estimated 11,000,000 people died in the Nazi holocaust. About 6,000,000 of those were Jews, about 1,100,000 were children.

Those are big numbers.

The Haitian government estimated 220,000 died in the 2010 earthquake.

Over 5,000 died in the Philippine typhoon last November.

Around 230,000 died in the Boxing Day tsunami in the Indian Ocean.

Big numbers.

When even one person dies, it is a big number to those who loved him.

Where are they?
Where are they?

Here’s another big number: 56,600,000.

Fifty times the number of babies Hitler killed.

That’s how many babies America has killed since Roe v. Wade.

God had a plan for each one of them. He loved each one.

Abortion terminates the lives of human beings with souls, with beating hearts, with digesting stomachs–babies recoiling in pain, desperately trying to escape their killers. Yet their killers claim they are not really taking a life. How can they honestly say that?

If a coroner checks for absence of a heartbeat to determine death, shouldn’t the presence of a heartbeat prove there is life?

We must continue to pray and to repent .We must not become weary in this battle for life. We must continue to speak out, raise our voices, and vote to protect the innocent; but above all, to pray. We are not fighting flesh and blood–this is a spiritual battle and our prayers are more powerful than politicians and judges.

Speak up for those who cannot speak for themselves, for the rights of all who are destitute. Speak up and judge fairly; defend the rights of the poor and needy. Proverbs 31: 8-9

The pro-abortion crowd screams about freedom of choice, saying, “IT’S MY BODY!”

What about the baby’s body?
Who will cry out for the baby?

While you go about your business, today, 4,400 more innocent people will be submitted to capital punishment, although they have committed no crime and have had no trial, no attorney, no basic rights we’d give even to a prisoner of war.

Not only will they be denied the basic anesthesia even a veterinarian would use, but also, they will be ripped to pieces and injected with toxins.

Four thousand, four hundred times, today.

That’s a big number.

Posted in Wisdom

Giving Tuesday?

The Caney River, taken facing south near the F...
The Caney River, taken facing south near the Frank Phillips Rd. overpass. Taken in Bartlesville, Oklahoma (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I’m supposed to have posted about my favorite nearby charity.

I was totally shocked to discover my favorite charity does business a half day’s drive away from me, in Bartlesville, Oklahoma.

That’s an unassuming place.

It’s an unassuming mission: providing surgery and prosthesis for Christians injured during persecution. Among other facets.

It just kills me to realize fellow brothers and sisters in Christ have been killed and maimed for their faith, left widowed, jobless, or homeless by the attacks of the violent.

But honestly, I think what bothers me most is finding persecution happening more and more, here, where I live, finding folks with stories that have been squelched, who do not even realize they are losing what we once had.

Okay, here is the mission: Voice of the Martyrs.

And here is just a tiny glimpse at what they deal with, daily:

An Afghan news service quoted Mr. Hanafi as saying, “Numerous Afghans have become Christians in India. This is an offense to Islamic laws, and according to the Quran, they need to be executed.” (from their website)

No, that’s not really a glimpse of what they deal with; not like the photos they send you if you ask for their literature. A photo of a little girl with her arm cut off, or of individual glass communion cups melted in a church torching will make you think. Will make you pray.

Will make you give.

The Voice of the Martyrs
P.O. Box 443
Bartlesville, OK 74005

www.persecution.com