Well, I am thrilled to say that HPW had her twelfth child yesterday! (YES, I know. Twelve kids. NOT FOR ME.) But she’s a lovely lady and I know she was excited for this baby. God bless both her, her husband, and the baby. Oh, and the other 11 kids. Can’t leave them out.
Also, today I finally, FINALLY figured myself out. I have peace! WOOT! I was getting ready to go apply for my passport and I just shook my head, knowing I had to find out what God wanted in regards to my Costa Rica trip. I begged God for His guidance and I actually opened my ears this time. Don’t worry about Costa Rica! The Lord does not want me to go there and I am SO relieved to finally know this. The uncertainty I was carrying around is gone and I feel so at peace. Though I’m going to have to fork over $75 cancellation fee to CISA. The Lord however either wants me too or doesn’t mind me getting my passport. I don’t know if He actually wants me to but I can live with it. So I left work early to do the paper work. At noon I actually ran to WalMart and got passport pictures taken (ELEVEN DOLLARS FOR TWO!? I thought they were six for five…) . I had my birth certificate all copied and all that good stuff, had my form, I was ready to go! And then I go in and get told that my birth certificate isn’t the official one I can use. The recorder lady was nice, she notarized a page for me to request one from the county. I just realized she didn’t charge me a notary fee, either. I don’t think notary service is always free. She even photocopied my drivers license to send it with it, how nice of her!
Today cheered me up, I’ll tell you that. Monday was a pretty good day. Went to Dr. B and he seems to think I’m mostly sane. Yay! Realized today I forgot my noon pill for two days in a row. I think. Now I don’t remember.
Wednesday however, sucked. I was at Bible study and I thought I was going to vomit, I really, really did. I am SO TIRED of fear-mongering in the church! All I hear is “Anti-Christ Obama, communism, socialism, abortion, evolution, persecution.” HP said “We will not be a free country much longer.” I just stared at him. There is some ruckus right now that parents in Iowa are not allowed to dictate what their children are taught in public school. Now, I do have some issue with that, I at least want to be able to prevent my child (as if I’ll ever have one) from attending something I felt strongly against. Not that I know that this new legislation prevents pulling your child from a class. But he went so far as to say “When parents cannot decide what their children learn, that’s socialism right there. In fact, that’s communism.” Which… I’m sorry, that’s not the definition I learned.
Of course AP and HP both have their children home schooled by their wives. AP’s kids are all under five yet but eldest HP kid is probably 18 or 19. And he turned out beautifully, don’t get me wrong! He’s a great person. I just… I don’t believe in home schooling for the sake of home schooling. It’s kind of a status symbol among this crowd. I for one am glad I was in public school, or I’d be even more of a social troll than I am currently.
Blah I just mistyped and lost a ton of text. On Wednesday night, I managed to kick the computer plugin and lost the post of complaints and grouching I was near done with.
So, deciding I’ll take this as a sign, I am going to change my focus here.
The government is “taking the place of God” in some ways, which I don’t disagree with. When you’re in trouble or up the creek without a paddle, there is financial assistance available. There’s not anything essentially wrong with the financial assistance, there is something wrong with not trusting God to fill your needs. Not going to get side tracked here, that’s a separate issue. All I’m saying is, the government’s involvement in the life of the poor IS. OUR. FAULTS.
I wanted to ask “How many people have you fed at your table this week? This month?” but I didn’t. How many of us have so much as dropped a can of chili off at the food bank this week? I know I haven’t. Snarky cruel comments kept flying and I just felt more and more sick at heart. Now, IT IS NOT MY PLACE TO JUDGE. But I am. I was so horrified.
Why do little old ladies wind up selling the farm and eventually going on Title XIX to pay for nursing home care? WE are supposed to care for our elderly, among our church communities. Do we disdain them for running out of money when they’re paying $900 a week or more? Nobody inconveniences themselves to help Grandma stay out of the home a few years longer. And I am NOT dissing nursing homes. I have worked in them for years and they are necessary, certainly. But what other choice do the elderly poor have than to depend on the government?
With so many people out of work, including many of the church goers, why are we judging them for food stamps!?! The HP’s kids are on WIC. I’ve seen the paperwork in the van. Why is that any more or less wrong than “the government trying to be God.” Instead we just sit around and make crude political jokes and talk cruelly about others behind their backs.
And what really, really got to me is that neither HP nor AP had the balls to stand up and say “You’re speaking wrongly. Pray for our leaders, they are the Lord’s anointed. Trust the Lord to provide. Care for the sick and the poor.”
I left and went home and looked up 1 Timothy 2, and Romans 13 and 14 through 15:3. Obviously I’m the only one reading those passages. How much more plain and beautiful can the Word be?
“Let every soul be subject unto the higher powers. For there is no power but of God: the powers that be are ordained of God.” “I exhort therefore, that, first of all, supplications, prayers, intercessions, and giving of thanks, be made for all men; for kings, and for all that are in authority; that we may lead a good and peaceable life in all godliness and honesty.” “It is written: ‘As surely as I live’ says the Lord ‘every knee will bow before me; every tongue will confess to God.’ So then every one of us shall give account of himself to God. Therefore let us stop passing judgment on one another. Instead, make up your mind not to put any stumbling block or obstacle in your brother’s way.”