First of all, I'm about dying of happiness from the beauty spewing through my window this fine evening. Seriously it has been the most amazing weather ever today and I don't even care about the sweating and general heatedness, this is what I've been waiting for! I love it. My windows are open, the breeze is coming in, I watched a stunning sunset, and I'm smelling something like a farm. Mmmm. And yes, I like the smell of a farm. Thank you.
Pardon me while I inhale deeply, smile, and enjoy this moment.
Okay. So a while back I decided what my next blog post would be about, but I've been so busy with end of the year school that I haven't had a chance to write it. But I'm finding a lull in the storm on this lovely Tuesday night, so here goes.
Feminism. Yay!! At this point I could go one of two ways, and considering my gender I'd wager you're expecting me to go the "Yeah, power to the women! Show them men who's boss!" route. But nah, too mainstream.
So I've had a couple different conversations in the past few months (both with women) about how modern-day feminism is messing up a lot of stuff. In fact it's basically ruining modern-day masculinity. Now don't get me wrong, feminism in the 1960s and 70s is one thing, and feminism now is another. I'm all for women being able to vote and such, in fact it's a privilege I look forward to exercising next election. And I'm all for the movement about women getting paid the same salary as men when they're doing the same job. That stuff is awesome and I love that women are treated so much better in America than in many other cultures! So yay for the 1900s feminist movement.
However now, it's much different. The general attitude from many girls to any gentlemanly act is "What, you think I can't do it myself??" Guy opens door. Guy carries heavy item. Guy pays for coffee. Then girl calls him a male chauvinist and, just to prove herself, holds the door open for him. This makes me really sad! Ladies, we all know that we're capable of opening doors. No duh. That's not the issue here. When a guy does these things, chances are he's doing them to show you respect and not to make you look helpless. The other thing I see all the time is the "Girls can do everything guys can do, just better." That also makes me sad...when did this become a contest? Society has become a place where everyone has to be equal to the point where women try to prove that they are able to do every single thing a man can do. Why does this even need to be proven? Men and women are different, that's the basic fact of life. God created them different and to play different roles, especially when it comes to the home. Why bend over backward trying to balance things out when it's meant to be beautifully unbalanced?
There's a lyric in one of Darius Rucker's songs that says "And those girls out in California they don't understand/They don't like it when I hold the door or when I say yes ma'am/They act like I done something wrong and they give me the evil eye/I say honey I'm sorry I'm in a southern state of mind". Sums it up pretty well I guess. This is a problem especially even in the Christian world! The girls trample all over the guys trying to prove how great they can be and then they turn around and whine "Why aren't there any godly men stepping up??" *facepalm*
I could go way longer, but I won't bore you. My point is this: feminism has twisted into a messed up system to degrade (yes, degrade) manhood. Women are the bosses, women are the smart ones, women can do anything men can do...in heels. Don't you see what this does? It makes the guys think they aren't needed. And every guy has to feel needed, in my experience. So of course they're not going to step up to the plate and lead like God designed them too, we as ladies are too busy telling them we can do it better.
Anyway, that's all I have. Moral of the story: guys, treat her with respect. Girls....let him respect you.
My rant is over and I'm going to go dive into some more homework and watch some old 1970s sitcoms. Make of that what you will. Until next time!
Christiana
Tuesday, April 30, 2013
Wednesday, April 17, 2013
Rainy days, Reality, and Adam Young
Well first off, it's raining right now. That alone puts me in a blog-writing mood, along with the Adam Young kick I'm currently on. Seriously, take a thunderstorm, throw in Adam Young, and you're bound to get some deep thoughts out of me. It's the way things work. The other reason I'm writing this now is because I was guilt-tripped just a little last night by some dear friends. But let's just pretend it's for the afore mentioned reasons...they sound nicer.
With that said, I would love for my day to consist of curling up with my iPod and a Karen Kingsbury book and alternating between writing, reading, and listening to the patter of the rain. Unfortunately there's this little thing called high school that never fails to get in my way. But it's alright. Before we move on, let me unashamedly make a plug for my play next week! The Imaginary Invalid, April 25th, 26th, and 27th at Mount Olive Lutheran church. Let me know if you want tickets, it's gonna be great!
Now that I've done that, we can move on to seriousness. At the moment, I'm listening to good ol' Adam sing "reality is a lovely place, but I wouldn't want to live there". I'll admit it's pointless sentiment, but on days like this, I don't really care. Sometimes reality is overwhelming, and you can only hide behind things for so long. I've even caught myself, on the really bad days, counting down the hours until I can go to sleep. Not because I'm tired, but because it's the only place I don't have to deal with the problems of life. It's like an escape...assuming that reality doesn't invade my dreams. Sure, that sounds kind of romantic...but it's pretty messed up actually. My life should be a joy to experience, because I'm experiencing it with Jesus! Too often I take His presence for granted. Maybe if I talked/listened to Him more I'd want to get up in the morning because it means another day with my Father.
Perspective can really affect the outcome of the day. Every morning when I wake up, there is a blissful few moments between sleep and reality where I don't remember the problems of the previous day, or the problems that today is bound to hold. Some mornings I wake up and when that moment of truth hits, I think about how much I want to just go back to sleep and not deal with the world. Days like that usually aren't lived to the fullest. But every so often, I start things off right. For instance, yesterday morning. I woke up to Kristian Stanfill singing "Your love never fails, never gives up, and never runs out on me". My window shade was open a few inches and the sun was rising so that when I flipped over to turn off the alarm, it hit me full on the face. The most wonderful wake-up call was laying there listening to those words and feeling the warmth on my face and the light behind my eyes. My first thought was "Good morning, Daddy". You'd be amazed how much that changes a mood. After being reminded of God's presence, nothing else really seems to make an impact. I was able to jump out of bed pretty easily.
I can't believe all that stemmed from one song lyric. See what this weather and Adam's voice do to me? It boils down to this: don't take God's presence for granted. He can shift your day from drudgery to joy. It doesn't matter what the circumstances are, it matters where your focus is. That's all I've got for now. Enjoy your rainy, romantic Wednesday! And don't stay on the internet too much longer. Go read a book or get something done...or better yet, spend time with Jesus! (Then go watch the Avengers. Sorry. Had to.)
Until next time!
~Christiana
With that said, I would love for my day to consist of curling up with my iPod and a Karen Kingsbury book and alternating between writing, reading, and listening to the patter of the rain. Unfortunately there's this little thing called high school that never fails to get in my way. But it's alright. Before we move on, let me unashamedly make a plug for my play next week! The Imaginary Invalid, April 25th, 26th, and 27th at Mount Olive Lutheran church. Let me know if you want tickets, it's gonna be great!
Now that I've done that, we can move on to seriousness. At the moment, I'm listening to good ol' Adam sing "reality is a lovely place, but I wouldn't want to live there". I'll admit it's pointless sentiment, but on days like this, I don't really care. Sometimes reality is overwhelming, and you can only hide behind things for so long. I've even caught myself, on the really bad days, counting down the hours until I can go to sleep. Not because I'm tired, but because it's the only place I don't have to deal with the problems of life. It's like an escape...assuming that reality doesn't invade my dreams. Sure, that sounds kind of romantic...but it's pretty messed up actually. My life should be a joy to experience, because I'm experiencing it with Jesus! Too often I take His presence for granted. Maybe if I talked/listened to Him more I'd want to get up in the morning because it means another day with my Father.
Perspective can really affect the outcome of the day. Every morning when I wake up, there is a blissful few moments between sleep and reality where I don't remember the problems of the previous day, or the problems that today is bound to hold. Some mornings I wake up and when that moment of truth hits, I think about how much I want to just go back to sleep and not deal with the world. Days like that usually aren't lived to the fullest. But every so often, I start things off right. For instance, yesterday morning. I woke up to Kristian Stanfill singing "Your love never fails, never gives up, and never runs out on me". My window shade was open a few inches and the sun was rising so that when I flipped over to turn off the alarm, it hit me full on the face. The most wonderful wake-up call was laying there listening to those words and feeling the warmth on my face and the light behind my eyes. My first thought was "Good morning, Daddy". You'd be amazed how much that changes a mood. After being reminded of God's presence, nothing else really seems to make an impact. I was able to jump out of bed pretty easily.
I can't believe all that stemmed from one song lyric. See what this weather and Adam's voice do to me? It boils down to this: don't take God's presence for granted. He can shift your day from drudgery to joy. It doesn't matter what the circumstances are, it matters where your focus is. That's all I've got for now. Enjoy your rainy, romantic Wednesday! And don't stay on the internet too much longer. Go read a book or get something done...or better yet, spend time with Jesus! (Then go watch the Avengers. Sorry. Had to.)
Until next time!
~Christiana
Friday, April 5, 2013
Apologies, Country music, and of course....Superheroes
So yeah...it's been a while...actually the last time I graced all 3 people that read this blog with some wisdom was *cough*July*cough*. I figured it would turn out this way. But hey, never too late the pick up the slack right? In that case...for all those who care, enjoy this random spewing of thought.
Life is good lately! Spring is finally converging upon us. I love snow, but after Christmas it starts getting old, and by the end of January I'm pretty much ready to skip right to April. But unfortunately I haven't invented time travel yet. Although it is highly possible that ya'll are reading this because I brought us here....it's highly possible that, although you think yesterday was April 4th, it was actually January 31st. Let that bounce around in your mind a while, and add some spooky music. You're welcome.
Oh and guess what? I love country music!! I just discovered this recently. See, when I was in junior high and peer pressure was rampant, everyone was like "AAHHH H COUNTRY MUSIC THE BANE OF OUR EXISTENCE IT'S SO STOOOOOPID." So I, being 13 years old and impressionable, adopted the idea that country music was stupid. But then I started listening to it this past year. And I found a piece of my heart. No seriously. I'm pretty sure I was meant to be born in the South, and something just...went wrong.
By way of perusing my previous blog posts, I remembered that I always have something spiritual-y to say. So enjoy these verses: "In my distress I called upon the Lord; to my God I cried for help. From His temple He heard my voice, and my cry to Him reached His ears. Then the earth reeled and rocked; the foundations also of the mountains trembled and quaked, because He was angry." I like thinking about this when I start to underestimate God. I've even caught myself saying "What can He do about it?" But that question is pretty ridiculous, honestly.
In closing, since I've always had something to say about the Avengers in the past....um...it's been almost a year since the Avengers came out and I spent 16 hours in a movie theater with 4 guys watching Marvel movie after Marvel movie until midnight came and we got to see the most epic superhero mash-up in history. And my friends....Samuel L. Jackson is still amazing. I would quote you my favorite line from the movie. But unfortunately it has a not nice word in it. But my second favorite is "I watched you while you were sleeping...ahh, I mean...I was present. While you were unconcious." I love Marvel. Now get off my blog, off the internet or your phone or whatevs and go live life!!
~ Christiana
Life is good lately! Spring is finally converging upon us. I love snow, but after Christmas it starts getting old, and by the end of January I'm pretty much ready to skip right to April. But unfortunately I haven't invented time travel yet. Although it is highly possible that ya'll are reading this because I brought us here....it's highly possible that, although you think yesterday was April 4th, it was actually January 31st. Let that bounce around in your mind a while, and add some spooky music. You're welcome.
Oh and guess what? I love country music!! I just discovered this recently. See, when I was in junior high and peer pressure was rampant, everyone was like "AAHHH H COUNTRY MUSIC THE BANE OF OUR EXISTENCE IT'S SO STOOOOOPID." So I, being 13 years old and impressionable, adopted the idea that country music was stupid. But then I started listening to it this past year. And I found a piece of my heart. No seriously. I'm pretty sure I was meant to be born in the South, and something just...went wrong.
By way of perusing my previous blog posts, I remembered that I always have something spiritual-y to say. So enjoy these verses: "In my distress I called upon the Lord; to my God I cried for help. From His temple He heard my voice, and my cry to Him reached His ears. Then the earth reeled and rocked; the foundations also of the mountains trembled and quaked, because He was angry." I like thinking about this when I start to underestimate God. I've even caught myself saying "What can He do about it?" But that question is pretty ridiculous, honestly.
In closing, since I've always had something to say about the Avengers in the past....um...it's been almost a year since the Avengers came out and I spent 16 hours in a movie theater with 4 guys watching Marvel movie after Marvel movie until midnight came and we got to see the most epic superhero mash-up in history. And my friends....Samuel L. Jackson is still amazing. I would quote you my favorite line from the movie. But unfortunately it has a not nice word in it. But my second favorite is "I watched you while you were sleeping...ahh, I mean...I was present. While you were unconcious." I love Marvel. Now get off my blog, off the internet or your phone or whatevs and go live life!!
~ Christiana
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