Keer "Unplugged"

I think I have things squared away on my new blog. I won't delete this one because so many people come over here from old links. But I'll only be posting new things at my new blog.

I'm in the process of switching over to a Word Press based site. I'm still trying to figure out Word Press though LOL. From what I understand it's Word Press "Lite," which means that the templates aren't really changeable, which is a bummer, but it has categories, which I LOVE!!!! I'm still playing with it to see if I can figure it out LOL. Here's a link to my other blog: http://razorbackmama.homeschooljournal.net. I'm not positive that I'm switching, so don't change your bookmarks/feeds just yet. I'll keep you posted.

I became a mommy.

G was born on Easter Sunday, which was pretty cool.

It won't be long before this boy is a man, and thinking about that fact scares the beejeebies out of me. I find as he gets older, I cling harder to my Father, so that I, in turn, can let go of my (used-to-be) little boy.

He has his moments, that's for sure, but I know that the Father has created him for some wonderful, amazing purpose.

Even if that purpose is just to refine me. ;-)

I love my G Boy.

I married a man.

(Hat tip: Sparrow)

Happy Birthday, Babs!!!!!

Many of the hits to my blog are from people looking for reviews of Created to Be His Help Meet...even after all this time! (One person came to my blog after googling "'Michael Pearl' prideful." Oh my!!!) So I'm creating this post to point folks to all of my posts on the subject.

Lately I've had several requests to finish my review. I'm still undecided though. It's definitely a matter of prayer, but I'd love to get some input from y'all as well. In a way I'd like to...I hate to leave it unfinished. Yet in a way I think, well, it's been all this time of not doing anything with it; I don't want to dredge it up again. And chapter 23...ugh I don't even know where to START with that one. :-( But I'm game...I think....(LOL) So let me know if any of y'all have any thoughts.

Links to CTBHHM Review

Surely I can't be the only one???
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
A response to the CTBHHM reviews
Angela comments on my review
My response to Angela
Those of you who have read Created To Be His Help Meet
A Look at the Pearls' Basic Doctrine
Just another example of the potential danger
My chapter-by-chapter review of CTBHHM


Related Tags: Debi Pearl, Biblical marriage, submission

Overheard just now:

"We have a sandbox. Except it's not really a sandbox. We're just digging a hole."
- G, age almost 9





LOLOL!!!!!!!

PUT THE DOG DOWN NOW. (What is so funny about this is that we don't have a dog!)

Please don't step on the plates.

(I'm sure there are more, but these are the 2 most recent ones.)

I love my oldest son. But to say that sometimes he's a bit of, um, a challenge is putting it mildly. Often I'm pulling my hair out because I can't seem to get through his thick skull.

Earlier this week, we had PB&J for lunch. Normally I cut everyone's sandwich except his. Actually I did so that day too, but accidentally gave his sandwich to C. C had it half-gone before we realized what had happened.

G HAD A COW. He wanted me to cut off the part that C had already eaten so he could eat "his" sandwich. He didn't want to eat a cut sandwich. He slammed his chair around. Pushed the table. (It is easy to move because it sits on a Pergo floor.)

COW. COW, I TELL YOU.

I apologized for the mistake (multi-tasking leads to errors, I've noticed!), but I informed him that it was the same sandwich, just cut up. And he needed to just get over it. He was not going to get anything else to eat (well...he already had applesauce, but I wasn't going to fix him a new sandwich, and he was not allowed to fix himself a new sandwich either) simply because he was refusing to eat a CUT sandwich rather than a whole one. He said, "FINE, I'll just be hungry."

I then informed him that if he didn't eat that cut up sandwich, I would continue to cut up his sandwiches every time we ate PBJ until he DID eat a cut up sandwich. Oh then it got ugly.

He told me he wasn't a baby who needed a cut up sandwich. I said that being a baby had nothing to do with it...I HAD MADE A MISTAKE. I hadn't cut his sandwich on purpose - I had accidentally given it to C. And actually, BIG kids wouldn't be having the cow he was having. He was ACTING like a baby.

(MEANWHILE, I'm thinking to myself, "All this over a CUT UP SANDWICH?!?!?!?!?!")

So I went on my way...he knew the consequences, and he needed to make the correct choice. A little bit later he was sitting on the couch with this awful, sick look on his face. I went and asked him for a hug. He refused to give me one. So I sat next to him and gave HIM one. I talked to him a bit more about how we need to be thankful, blah blah blah. I reminded him that he could pray about it and ask God to help him do the right thing.

I then had to go change S (phew!!!), and when I came back, he was eating his sandwich. I was calm on the outside, but inside I looked like this: LOL! So I gave him a big hug and told him how proud I was of him making the right choice.

Then I asked him if he had felt bad in his heart, almost sick. He nodded. I asked, "Do you feel better now?" Yup. I explained that that was the Holy Spirit convicting him, and He'll do that when we're doing the wrong thing, so that we'll obey and do the right thing. I told him that it makes you feel almost sick, and it makes your heart hurt. I also told him that the Holy Spirit does it to me all the time. But it was a good thing because it means we are growing. Sometimes growing hurts, just like the growing pains G gets in his legs. He gave me a big hug.

So I guess as it turns out I'm not the one who needs to be getting through his skull anyway. The Holy Spirit is the One who wants to get through to his heart.