Vida. Leben. Life.

The largest abortion clinic in the nation is opening in Houston.

On Martin Luther King day I, and thousands others, marched silently for civil rights.

People claim that it's a woman's right to decide if she wants to have a child.

It is her right to decide.

To decide to create one.

Once created, the child has life.

Abortion is defined as "the termination of a pregnancy after, accompanied by, resulting in, or closely followed by the death of the embryo or fetus; spontaneous expulsion of a human fetus; induced expulsion of a human fetus."

Notice that the word "death" is used.

Doesn't there have to be life before there can be death?

Notice that the word "human" is used to describe the fetus.

Not "partial human."

Not "pre-human."

Not "pre-life."

Human.

Last February an Oklahoma man was pulled over because the officer thought the man's bumper sticker was a potential threat to President Obama.

The bumper sticker read, "Abort Obama, Not the Unborn."

If suggestion of an abortion of Obama is a threat against him, why isn't it a threat against the unborn when women actually DO IT?

*Keep in mind that our President thinks that partial-birth abortion is a woman's right.

You know, when the woman carries the baby to term and goes into labor and as the baby's head comes out the doctor drills a hole in the skull and sucks the brains out.

Literally.

But...there is a but... he has to remove the brains before the shoulders are visible, otherwise the doctor can be charged with murder.

Keep in mind that our President referred to children as a punishment.

So, in summary, it's not OK to suggest aborting Obama, a man who agrees with abortion, but it is OK to abort children.

Hm.

Ever wonder who founded Planned Parenthood?

Margaret Sanger.

Ever read anything about Margaret Sanger?

She referred to black Americans as "human weeds."

She believed in eugenics.

She supported sterilization of immigrants.

She wanted birth control to create a "race of thoroughbreds"

Need I go on?

Oh... and... last year Hillary Clinton was given the "Margaret Sanger Award."

Congrats.

Anyways... on to the largest abortion clinic in the nation...second largest in the world...

78,000 square feet.

Located in an area of Houston that is most heavily populated by blacks and Hispanics.

Margaret Sanger would be happy.

They will be performing late term abortions.

Pics of the protest:

True.

True.

Beautiful.

They left the operating room lights on just for us.

How thoughtful.

My parents.

An honest sign.

In front of a police car.

The men who serve and protect citizens.

One day an American flag will fly from one of these poles.

A flag that represents freedom, right to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.

My mom brought an umbrella because she has very fair skin and

was worried of getting a sunburn.

I think she brought it in case she saw an employee of Planned Parenthood.

I am 100% Texan even though I grew up in a big city.

One of the first things I learned was, "Never walk behind a horse."

These girls are obviously not from Texas.

Or their parents hate them.

Either/or.

Life.

Jesus the Hobbit (I was supposed to publish this in December. oops)

I think Jesus is a Hobbit.

Hobbits give presents on their birthdays.
Hobbits feed their friends and pay for their own parties.

Overtime, Hobbits' birthdays have become about the party instead of about the Hobbit, thus leaving the celebrated hobbit, sadly, forgotten.
If the party isn't good enough, if the fireworks aren't Gandalf-like enough, if the food isn't plentiful enough, then it is a dissappointing party.

We buy each other presents on Jesus' birthday with money that is His, that He has given us.

We feast on Jesus' birthday.

We forget Jesus on His birthday.

Jesus is a hobbit.

Obama's Latest Speech

And I quote:

“Uhhh, Look.  When I took office I inherited an ailing economy—the unemployment rate was 7.6 percent. Yet we are now facing a 10.2 percent unemployment rate because of President Bush’s continued failed policies over the past 11 months.  America, we are not out of the woods yet. 

 

Let me be clear. I also inherited a healthcare system that was the envy of the world.  Yet we need healthcare reform by the end of the year or I fear our economy will collapse to the brink of disaster.  If we do not overhaul health insurance, I fear their will be no more health to insure. I instructed Congress early this year to get a bill written and on my desk.  That has not materialized, in large part to the residue of the partisan politics of the Bush years.  I now call on Congress to put aside their disdain for our previous president and get this done by Christmas.

 

Make no mistake.  My predecessor left me mired in two wars with the most powerful military on earth, yet I am unsure what to make of it. We have the best generals in the world, but I refuse their suggestions and advice.  I know a better way to achieve the peace. I’m still working hand in hand with our advisors on the ground to bring an end to this sad chapter of the Bush presidency.  America, be patient and we shall succeed.  I will lead you out of the wilderness of 2009, President Bush’s last year in office, to 2010 and the land of tomorrow.  There is yet much to be accomplished.”

 

Happenings at my school.

I work at (edited) High School.
Home of the Mighty (edited).

Last week one of my students was arrested for stealing over $10,000 worth of items from teachers and students.
That is a felony charge.

Last weekend a student from my school was shot in the neck and killed by his father.
His father came home drunk and was looking for a video game.
His son got up to get it for him, his father thought that he was going to hide it.
He shot him in the neck.
His mother cannot afford a funeral.
The student body is raising money for his funeral.

Two weeks ago 3 girls were found making out, naked on the bathroom floor.
During school.

This week, a student crutched into my room with a very broken foot.
I asked why he didn't have a cast on.
He said his family couldn't afford it and that as long as he didn't put pressure on it he would be OK.
He was a soccer player.

I have a student who falls asleep everyday in class.
I was annoyed.
I held him after class and asked him why.
He said that he worked the night shift because his dad was in jail and his mom needed help with bills.
How can I get mad at that?

I have a student who has two T-Shirts.
He wears one one week and the other the next.
He alternates weeks.

This morning during our "Halloween" Warm-Up I asked if Dracula was real.
A student said, "I thought Dracula was a dinosaur. Like a BIG one."

OK, so the last one is more funny than anything.

But seriously.

WHAT IN THE WORLD.

How am I supposed to affect these students?
How can I show God's love and plan?
I've never been beaten by my dad, I've never been shot by my dad, my family can afford to buy index cards for flashcards, my family can afford to fix a broken bone, my dad actually told me NOT to get a job during college so that I could focus on school.

How am I supposed to affect these kids when I have no idea what they are going through.
They have experienced more life than I ever want to.

How can I show them that there IS a God?
How can I show them that there is a God who LOVES them?

I feel so naive.
I feel so spoiled.
I feel so innocent.

Of COURSE I believe in God.
My life is perfect.
My family is perfect.
I don't have money issues.
I can afford healthy foods.
I can afford new clothes.

How can I show kids who have a COMPLETELY different life than I do that there is a God without them rolling their eyes at me and saying, "easy for you to say" ?

I desperately want to give them everything that I have.
Not because "I don't deserve it."
Because I WANT to.
Because I CAN.
Because I can afford another one.
Not just things.
I want to give love, assurance, safety, comfort, a hug.
NO, I do not think that it should be government mandated.
NO, I do not think that it is the government's job to take care of them.
It is a heart issue.

My life in Houston thus far.

My life in Houston thus far:

I did not want to move here.

I hate Houston.

Houston does not have my kind of "people."

Houston does not have my kind of activities.

Houston does not have my kind of weather.

Houston does not have my kind of food.

Houston does not have my kind of Christian.

Houston does not have my kind of thought-process.

Houston does not have my kind of life-style.

I put off moving here as long as I could.

I fought with God for 3 years.

Eventually, everything was taken from me and I had no choice but to move here.

Since moving here I have been called a hippie (which is derogatory here).

Since moving here I have (ignorantly) been accused of being an "Obama lover."

Since moving here I have been snubbed.

Since moving here I have lost one of my closest friends and fear that it's too gone to remedy.

Since moving here I have been made fun of.

Since moving here I have been ignored.

Since moving here I have been immediately written off.

Since moving here I have been lead on and hurt.

Since moving here I have found what it means to rely on God.

Since moving here I have found what true patience is.

Since moving here I have found what true peace is.

Since moving here I have found who I am.

Since moving here I have found what I enjoy doing, sans influence of others.

Since moving here I have seen God truly move in my life.

Since moving here I have seen what it is to have nothing and yet have everything.

Since moving here I have found what it means to truly trust in God.

Since moving here I have been tested.

Since moving here I have found a true, genuine friend.

Since moving here I have discovered what a true, encouraging, loving, God focused relationship with a male should look like.

Since moving here I have discovered how loving and all-forgiving family is.

Since moving here I have discovered how loving and all-forgiving God is.

God is good.

I still don't like Houston.

This is where God has me.

This is where God could most easily talk to me because I had nothing.

God is good.

Trust in Him.

The vegetarian hippie shot the symbol of peace...

and I liked it.

He shot more peace than I did, so it's OK.

Things I'm Looking Forward To

1) My handsome man.
2) Shooting my kick-a bow.
3) Shooting a deer with my kick-a bow.
4) Dressing up like a Native American and stalking a deer with my man and my bow.
5) Seeing Constance.
6) Going with my sister Kate to induct her into the Tatted Club.
7) Hanging out with Chelsea.
8) ToFu-GnarPow.
9) Recycling.
10) New Toms Cordones.
11) Pursuing the Lord.
12) Pursuing the Lord with my handsome man.
13) My Marathon.
14) My brother and his wife coming home.
15) Delhi hats.
16) Obama's last day in office.
17) Reaching the other 81.75% (see #1)