Tuesday, December 6, 2011

My Tortured Son: A dramatic story.

A dramatic story:

"My son was born to die. My son was tortured.  My son was beaten beyond human limits.

My son.... My little boy who I held during the night.  My precious baby who I nursed.  I remember the labor I endured to have my first born son.   I remember watching him learn to walk. It was a time of amazement for me because I got to watch this tiny baby grow into a toddler. I remember the look on his face as he learned to take his first steps, then he learned how to run. I got to experience all the "firsts"; his first word, his first steps, his first tooth, and all the little joys in raising a baby. I comforted him when he needed me. I held him on sleepless nights.  Oh my precious baby... I didn't know the extent of your fate.

As time passed, he grew into a great young man.  I learned much from my son. He was a joy in my life. His smile, his laugh, the talks we had, and the amazement at his words as he grew and matured. He was an obedient child. I believed in his abilities and I believed in him. I loved him with all my heart. As any loving mother, I wanted to protect him from the harsh world and I would have done anything to keep him safe.

Then the time came for his ministry to begin. I fully believed in my son. However, others hated my son. They wanted him to be silenced. They got their wish.  My baby boy, now a man, was being beaten. The flesh was being ripped from back. A crown of thorns was jabbed into his head. He was disrobed and nail to wooden boards. All because he taught people to love, forgive, and they could be forgiven. People looked up and saw a man....I see a man, but I also see the tiny baby I held not long ago. The baby I had was born to die. Not die like most, but to die so others might live. My heart breaks for my son, my baby, yet my heart has peace because my son is God in the flesh.  I think he gave me this peace and strength, because he knew the heart of a woman.... he knew the love a mother has for a child.

Then his death was final. My baby was gone. The torture was over. He's no longer hurting. Three days later....my son lives. I can hug him. I can kiss him. Peace and joy are in my heart. I get just a little more time to know him on this earth. He came to save the world, to forgive sin, to love the lost, and to show the life we should live.  I am grateful to be the mother of this baby boy, now a man.

My son was born to die."

A dramatic story about the emotions of Mary, mother of Jesus.  Take time to remember the purpose of the season. To celebrate the birth that led to death that led to salvation.
From manager to cross He was born to die.
Picture credit: http://www.bereanwife.net/2008/12/that-little-babe-in-the-manger-grew-up/


Thursday, December 1, 2011

Old Fashion Clay Ornaments

Ingredients:

4 c. all-purpose flour
1 c. salt
1 1/2 c. cold water





Hardware:

Cookie cutters
Paint (optional)
Shellac or Clear Varnish
Ribbons, Hemp, or Hooks for hangers 

Fork/Spoon to stir with
Cookie Sheet

Directions

  1. Mix flour and salt. 
  2. Slowly add water while stirring until soft dough forms.
  3. Turn out on lightly floured surface and knead until smooth, adding a small amount of water or flour, if needed. 
  4. Roll dough on a floured surface to 1/4 inch thickness. Cut with cookie cutters. 
  5. Place cut outs 1 inch apart on ungreased baking sheet. Punch holes with a straw or carefully make a hole with a toothpick.. 
  6. Bake in a preheated 300 degree oven for 30 to 45 minutes. Baking time will vary with size of ornaments and your altitude. 
  7. Cool completely. You may paint ornaments or leave natural.
  8. Once the pain drys coat with Shellac or other clear varnish

Wednesday, November 30, 2011

"Kool-aid" Play-duh



All kids LOVE "Play-Doh"! However, I think it is stinky, nothing against the company. But the smell on my hands after playing with it is just nauseating. That may be from a "pregnancy smell". (all mommies out there are now having flashbacks to the smells that just made us feel sick while pregnant...lol). I found a way to make play-dough that smells great and doesn't stain the hands.

It's called "Play-Duh" because that's how my little girl says it!!!


Ingredients:
  • 2 cups water
  • 2 1/2 cups flour
  • 1/4-1/2 cup flour set aside in separate bowl
  • 1/2 cup salt
  • 2 packages Kool-aid unsweetened/same flavor (or similar product)
  • 3 TBS oil (I prefer coconut oil)
Hardware:
  • 2 mixing medium mixing bowls
  • Spoon to mix
  • Kettle/Pan to boil water
Directions:
  1. Boil water.
  2. While water is boiling, mix dry ingredients together in 1 mixing bowl. Place 1/4 cup flour in extra bowl, set aside.
  3. Add your oil to the center of the dry ingredients then pour boiling water over the oil and flour.
  4. Mix together with a spoon until a ball forms. You may have to use your hands to knead it. It may be sticky. IT WILL BE WARM-HOT! I'm always cooking and doing crafts with my hands so they are used to the heat.
  5. If your play-dough is sticky use the flour in the extra bowl to lightly coat the play-dough. Then knead it until all the flour is no longer visible. Knead a little longer. Keep repeating the coat/knead process until the consistency is to your liking.
  6. Store in air tight container or in freezer/sandwich bags.
  7. You will yield enough dough from this recipe for 5-6 children!
I write my recipes according to how I do something after I've done it. If you have a KitchenAid Mixer or similar "built tough as nails" mixer, you can use it until a ball starts to form. However, you made need extra flour to add to the mix to get it just right. When I used my mixer I ended up with 3 cups flour plus the flour for kneading. I used a bowl to knead it instead of my table because I sat in a chair while watching Army Wives to relax. LOL! 


This kept my kids busy for hours with children's play fork, knives, cookie cutters, and a rolling pin!

For a picture of my youngest child playing with this check out my Facebook page:
Honey's Creative Homemaking

Also find my business page:
Princess Tutu Boutique

Friday, November 18, 2011

Army/Military Wife-Proud Version Part 1



"I don't know how you do it"
"Doesn't it get hard with kids by yourself?"
"You are crazy for sticking with him"
"He volunteered for a deployment!?!"
"You volunteered to stay behind for year when you could have gone with him?!?!"
"What do you mean you don't mind it?"

These are only some of the question/statements-we hear often. Most of the time we don't mind answering the questions; it's our privilege to answer them. But sometimes the comments are said with attitude...not a need for understanding. Many times we end up asking ourselves "Why did I may a soldier?" (Airman, marine, seamen).
            We spend the majority of our married life in the military separated. “The military is our husband's mistress and sometimes she gets all the attention.” The alarm goes off at 0500 every weekday and sometimes weekends too.
            They may leave for work one morning and not come home for weeks at a time...even though they are just a few miles away.
            There are times when we are spoken to in military lingo over the phone...and we stand there going "What???!!!". Sometimes we get a phone call back with an explanation in English. Just to survive the language barrier we choose to learn the most common words and acronyms without complaint. Thank the Lord for “Google.” We also learn there are 2 types of time: military and civilian.
            We attend unit functions and events (aka "mandatory fun days") proudly. We fix dishes for pot lucks, bring drinks or paper ware. We support our units in any way we can. We attend balls and wear colors that we normally wouldn't choose. The colors represent our husbands career path i.e. infantry color is light blue; air defense artillery are red (scarlet) and yellow; military intelligence colors are oriental blue piped with silver gray.
            We are told when and where to move. We go months/years without hugs and kisses. We expect long deployments.
            Some wives just know when their husbands are leaving and never know when to expect a phone call or when to see their husbands. They can go months without any communication. There are those wives whose husbands are Special Forces when they leave they don't know where they are going, when they will be home, how long they will be gone, or if they will even hear from their spouse. To these wives: I salute you!
            We can break down and cry at anytime without warning-at times. We learn to be without our husbands for our anniversaries, birthdays, holidays, and even childbirth!
            We learn how to fix things on our own. We learn how to depend on others for help when it gets too rough or we don't know how to fix certain things.
            We learn how to move from larger houses to smaller ones and sell a lot of our possessions. We can pack a house in a day. We can move with short notices. We learn to pack up and go...leaving friends.
            Our children often have to leave in the middle of the school year, leaving behind friends just to start all over again. Sometimes they don't understand why they move so much.
            We learn how to do last minute sewing on uniforms. Some can pack the military duffel bags with exact precision.  We will stay up late sitting in the living room with our husbands while he packs his gear for a 0600 inspection. We learn how to clean the TA-50 (gear).
            We wake up late night to children crying-not knowing or understanding where Daddy/Mommy went. They don't understand why they to go away. We become child psychologist at 2AM to help them understand. We go through a circle of emotions several times a year.
            We can expect phone calls late at night from our husbands’ soldiers, if they need help. We learn that our husbands form a brotherhood with these men. These men will spend hours and days together. Then during a deployment they are the ones keeping the other one safe.
            Even though we know our husbands one day may not come home to give us a hug, we still stand behind them. It's a deep fear during a deployment to get a knock at the door from someone unexpected bearing the bad news. We stand behind our husbands’ choice to defend the freedom of people he will never meet.  Some serve only a few years while others serve for 20 or more.
            During deployments some of us return home to live near family so that we will have strong support during the rough times and holidays. Others stay behind and visit family. We build a strong network around us to help us...we have FRG's/FSG's, churches, and other military wives to back us up.
 So why do we do it....
            Sure we have great benefits, but they don't compare to the feeling of standing there watching our husbands receive an award. When they are promoted; we are often there. Some of us get the honor of being the first person to punch him (it's an Army thing) when we are the ones taking off the old rank and putting on the new during a promotion ceremony. Then there's a reenlistment...we stand there watching him take an oath for another "X #" of years. We know we have more time to endure the hardships. It’s worth it-to stand there with pride seeing the man we married be acknowledged for his good work.
            Note: This is called the proud version because there are some wives who think that the Army is just a job. It's not...it's a way of life-he's a soldier 24/7.  There are wives who refuse military lingo, acronyms, or time to be spoken at  home. They argue and are bitter about the military. Biblically, it's the man's place to take care of the family...if he chooses to do it as a military member, then he needs his wife's support.

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Awesome book giveway

For those of you who KNOW me, you know how much I love books. EVERY room in my house has a book that I'm reading. Yes I can keep up with all the story lines and information. I love everything from Christian Romance to Homemaking to Health to Homeschooling to Parenting and many in between.

At "The Legacy of Home" there is an awesome book giveaway.

Book - The Family Daughter - Becoming Pillars of Strength in our Father's House.
Author - Sarah L. Bryant
Publisher - KBR Ministries
Price - $12.00



"Ten chapters cover the following topics:

1. An Abundant Season.
2. In My Father's House.
3. Our Parent's Joy.
4. The Family Sister.
5. Pillars of Strength.
6. A Humble Maidservant.
7. The Spotless Maiden.
8. The Appointed Time.
9. Reflecting the Light.
10. Bouquet of Beauty."



Book information is taken from "The Legacy of Home" full credit is given.

The only thing better than a good book, is a FREE good book!

Thursday, January 6, 2011

Pretty Little Liars = Pretty Little Demons

Ok Parents.... HAVE YOU LOST YOUR MINDS?  I have been researching some of the basic information about the show "Pretty Little Liars".... Let's just say that Apostolic parents and teens have NO business watching this garbage. 

The following quotes are from Wikipedia:

"the idea was described as "Desperate Housewives for teens."

"The first novel, Pretty Little Liars, was released in October 2006.[1] It was followed by Flawless and Perfect in March and August 2007,[3][4] Unbelievable and Wicked in May and November 2008,[5][6]Killer in June 2009,[7] and Heartless in January 2010.[8][9] Wanted, announced as the eighth and final installment, was released on June 8, 2010.[10] In December 2010 Shepard announced that she would write four more novels in the series, beginning with Twisted, to be released in July 2011.[11][12]"
  
OK THE  NAMES OF THE BOOKS ALONE SHOULD BE A HINT!!!

Publishers Weekly said of the first novel, "This is clique lit with a mystery twist: the author has spun a plethora of possibilities sure to make readers reach for the next installment in this planned four-book series and beyond."[17]{ "breathes new life into the tired genre of high society chick lit."[1] Commonsensemedia.org rated it 3 out of 5 stars, saying "This is fluffy guilty-pleasure fare, with few poopy surprises among either the character types or the plotting. Gossip Girl fans probably will enjoy this one -- but parents who read along will find plenty to cringe over."[18]


 
Ok let's focus along with this one phrase:  "but parents who read along will find plenty to cringe over".

Well according to the novels summaries online (which the tv series is based on) we parents have plenty to cringe over:
Murder
Teens have sex
Teens having sex with their teachers
Secrets
Parents having affairs
Assualt
Suicide
Cliques
Eating Disorders
Shop Lifting
Vanity
Homosexuality between teens (the parents are made to look bad because they try to help "cure" their child)
Run Away Teen
More Murder
More Affairs and Teens being "involved" with adults.
Witchcraft (seance)
Betrayal
Kidnapping
More murder
More parental affairs....with the other children's parents
More murder
Identity change among teen

2 more murders
Arson
More Kidnapping
Attempted murder


Now this show is supposed to be appropriate for teens? I DON'T THINK SO!!! It's not fit for ANYONE who calls themselves "Christian". Just look at the list.... "put no evil thing before thine eye"!

Now let's look at their "fashion"

Plunging neck line, thigh high skirts.


From "Evil Slutopia" these are supposed to be teens. Low necklines, cleavage showing, mini skirts.


I could keep posting but it's more sluty clothing. Yes I'm going to be that blunt.  UNLESS IT'S FOR SALE COVER IT UP. UNLESS YOU WANT INAPPROPRIATE REMARKS COVER IT UP.  (Don't get me wrong, NO woman/girl deserves to be harassed. But if you are teasing and leading men on with your clothing, you are just as much at fault as he is.)  It's like putting a hungry moody woman in a chocolate store and telling her she can't say have one.  DON'T BE GUILTY OF THE SIN OF CAUSING A MAN TO SIN.

Girls, ladies, COVER IT UP.  You can still be fashionable and not have your skin showing. Wear longer skirts and high necklines.

The show is INAPPROPRIATE for teens. Especially those who proclaim to be "Christian."

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

The ONE event that made me HATE public schools

After reading the article"What I See", I decided that today I would blog about the ONE major event in high school that made me HATE public schools and helped make the decision that I will NOT send my children to one, unless I had no choice and I was "in their business" when it came to my children.

In high school, I wanted to go to law school and I wanted to make a difference in life.  I was motivated to apply for EVERY scholarship so that I could attend the University of Arkansas. I planned to attend Black River Technical College, then go to Arkansas State University, then to Law School.  But I wanted to look at my other option of going straight to the University of Arkansas. Yes, it could be a failed attempt and I knew that BUT I wanted the chance to apply and try. It is better to have tried and fail than to never try at all.

According to Educational-portal.com
"High school guidance counselors work face-to-face to help students evaluate their abilities and interests. They help them see their talents and personality characteristics to help them develop academic goals that will lead to sound career aims. Counselors also use such things as aptitude assessment tests to advise students. "
Well when I went to my counselor (we will call her Mrs. PB) I was DISCOURAGED from even applying.  I was even encouraged to NOT try to become a lawyer.  WOW, this is isn't right.  I had all the abilities to make it and I still do. I gave up on dreaming of becoming a lawyer ALL because I was discouraged from trying.  Those words of this "Christian" (outside the public school system) counselor destroyed a dream. (Side note: In a small town, you know everyone's life events and religious affiliation. And there is ALWAYS favoritism toward certain families and certain students.) Apparently, Mrs. PB didn't know the Bible, the tongue can bring life and death. What you speak into a child's life and either bring them to life or it can destroy them!

Am I mad at her? No! Unknowingly, she has shaped my life in a way she never intended:

1) I will NEVER send my children to a public school. They will either be homeschooled or attend a private school. It was Sister Judie Wasson in Hawaii that showed me the benefits of homeschooling and a small private school environment. It was her and the ministry team in Hawaii leading and guiding in my early years as an apostolic, that gave me the solid foundation in Christ that I have. It was also her friendship and mentorship that encouraged and strengthened me to NEVER GIVE UP, TRUST GOD, and to love children with all my heart.
2) If I had gone straight to UofA, I would have NEVER met my husband and we would have never become an Army family. Being in the Army has given our family the chance to travel, the ability to minister in multiple churches, to meet new people, and to build friendships that are worldwide.
3) I would have NEVER moved to Hawaii, where we ministered in our local church (Abundant Life UPC). We learned so much about ministry and loving people during our time in Hawaii. It was also these fine people that encouraged us during those rough years of marriage: the beginning. They helped us make it through our first deployment. They gave us the foundation of our ministry: LOVE PEOPLE! (Thanks BC, Sister Nikki, Sister Judie and Pastor Wasson) We reached out to the homeless, the needy, the hungry. I could write an entire book about what this first church did for us. The scenery and the culture is something that I will NEVER forget. I got to hike mountains, walk through rain forests, see a volcano, walk on a Black Sand Beach, touch a dolphin, see a sea turtle up close on a beach, swim in the ocean, determine that I can not surf, try new foods and LOVE IT. I have friendships that will last a lifetime in Hawaii. (The Wassons, The Conyer's, The Whippo's, The Bell's, The Veal's, The Bellinger's, AND SO MANY MANY MANY MORE... I can't name everyone. I wish I could.)
4) I WOULD HAVE NEVER GOT TO STUDY AT CHAMINADE UNIVERSITY HAWAII. Mrs. PB: It was so much better to study psychology while sitting on the beach or the lawn than in a class room. Oh I changed by major. I want to become a motivating counselor to help others become who THEY WANT TO BE and to solve any problems they are facing.  I also will one day specialize in ADHD and helping parents deal with it WITHOUT medicine.
5) I would have NEVER been able to work in a private school to discover my love for children's ministry and the joy of helping others. (Thanks Sister Judie for giving me the opportunity to work and learn so much.)
6) I would have NEVER met Sister Judie, who introduced me to Dr. Laura Schlessinger as a listener. By listening to Dr. Laura I have learned the VALUE and the NECESSITY of a PROFESSIONAL MOM (aka Stay at Home Mom.)
7) My mother would have never got to visit Hawaii 3-4 times. My grandmother would have never visited Hawaii. They would have never flown on a plane, snorkeled in the ocean, and see the remains of WWII that only military personnel and guest can see. (Being military we can go places civilians can't go.)  My grandmother got to walk on the USS Missouri the SAME ship that her brother served on many years before.
7) I would have never moved to Colorado where my husband is building our ministry. We have a church who we love and they love us (when on vacation we get calls, texts, and emails "When are you coming home?"-UMOT we love you!). Sister Turpin is also a homeschooling mom who has strengthened my abilities to homeschool my children. Pastor Turpin has given us the ability to minister in the Sunday School department and in the Youth Group.
8) I would have never been able to experience Colorado and winter sports.  I would have never seen the top of Pike's Peak. I would have never experienced a blizzard and freezing temperatures. In February, we will be going skiing and snowboarding. I will get to vacation at Estes Park in February, also. I've been to Aspen and Breckenridge.
9) I would never have learned about Dave Ramsey. We were introduced to his teachings and course several years ago by an Army Chaplain.
10) I will graduate from a university with my psychology degree. I'm not doing it anytime soon, but that is because I choose A) not to abandon my children to daycare and B) I will go to school DEBT-FREE I will not have $1000's in student loans. I will attend one class at a time if I have to.
11) I have learned to set my own standards and not worry about what others think. BE POSITIVE even in the storm. These are high standards. I don't back down to the status quo.  Most people don't want to "rock the boat".... I want to be the iceberg that sank the Titanic. I will challenge people's thinking and I will challenge the standard that is set before me. I don't settle for less, we can do better. I will not accept "the way things have always been". I don't have to react, I will respond to my life.
12) Most importantly:  I learned NEVER accept what "an authority" figure says as truth WITHOUT first researching it thoroughly. Most people say "immunizations don't harm" actually my son is allergic to them. Most people say "homeschooling harms kids" actually homeschooled children are smarter than public school children.
13) Second most importantly: I have learned how NOT to be a feminist and how to work and pursue my dreams AROUND my family not my family around my dreams.

So Mrs. PB, while you discouraged me and it was WRONG! You actually set me up to do more than I was going to be able to do then. You have made the world and my children's lives better. I will not have to subject my children to the damaging effects of public school and negative people. My children will not become delinquents because I will set high standards for them and I will be an active role in their lives. I will be there encouraging, motivating, and guiding them.  Should they become troubled teens, they will get to experience the joys of military school. Of course, this will be after much intervention from me and their father.

Be careful of what you speak to a child, who knows who and what they will become one day.