Celebrating Kidd Kraddick


Machine Gun Preacher

Just watched this. If you haven’t seen it and want to, there are spoilers below. If you haven’t seen it but don’t plan to, change your plans and go watch it. If you have seen it already, feel free to continue reading!

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VotD: July 30, 2013

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“If you judge other people, then you will find that you, too, are being judged. Indeed, you will be judged by the very standards to which you hold other people.”

— Matthew 7:1-2


Are you judgmental? Do you assume you can judge the intent of another person’s heart? Are you critical and negative about the actions of others? Jesus wants us all to realize that we cannot know the motivations of someone’s heart. When we are unfairly harsh or bitingly critical in our judgment of others, we are setting the standard by which God will judge us. I don’t know about you, but I’m not willing to exchange God’s grace for my unreasonable harshness. I’m going work harder at viewing others with mercy and grace.


Dear God, please forgive me for being unfairly harsh and critical in my assessment of others. Thank you for being so rich and free with your mercy and grace lavished on me in Jesus. Please help me to be more gracious and merciful in the way I assess the intent and motivation of my fellow brothers and sisters in Christ. In Jesus’ name I pray. Amen.


Marriage Co.®

Alison, a twenty-something girl with straight brown hair and cool gray eyes, stood outside a large courthouse. The building loomed in front of her. She swayed a bit and wrung her hands. Her palms were cold and slick and her fingers were nearly numb. She swallowed, attempting to moisten the dry patch in the back of her throat. The air was nippy and her cheeks glowed red from the bite of the wind. The sky was a bright, cold blue. With each breath it looked as if she exhaled puffs of smoke.

“Up we go,” a gruff voice startled her as a man took her by the elbow and led her gently up the steps to the courthouse. “Don’t be nervous, Ally,” he said with a smile and a friendly sideways glance. “Your sister got married just last year and you see how that turned out. You’ll be fine.”

Alison stumbled along up the steps and into the building. “Not every girl’s as lucky as Christine,” she muttered. “Macy married that guy, Phillip, now look where she’s at. Four kids in four years and he doesn’t let her do anything.”

“Eh,” the man shrugged. “I’m sure that doesn’t happen often. Besides, I’ve met your fiance. Seems like a nice fellow.”

Alison raised a brow. “But papa…isn’t that against the –”

“Shh,” he raised his fingers to his lips and winked.

They approached a large oak desk that blocked off a hallway. Several clerks sat behind the long desk, filling out paperwork and leading men and women down the hallway. They stood in line for just a short amount of time before they were motioned over.

“How can I help you?” The woman behind the desk looked up at Alison and her father.

“Just engagement procedure,” he said.



A smirk flitted onto the woman’s face. “Fresh in, are ya?”

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State of My Year

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Write up a mid-year “State of My Year” post.

You see that gargoyle? You see how he looks? That’s how I’m feeling right now. My year is in a state of stagnancy. I feel like it is barely moving and it is so frustrating. I am cutting back on calories to lose weight (don’t worry, nothing extreme; I’m on 1530/day) so I can’t eat for comfort. I try to keep myself busy but with a class only twice a week and no job, it’s frustrating. I have heard about more people dying in the past two days than I can bare. I owe so much money to people and it is causing anxiety. I have to figure out what I am going to do with my horse. I just want to skip town and move to New Orleans already, but that is not wise nor responsible.

I guess on the more positive side, I will be going to school full time in the fall and after next semester I will only be two classes away from my BA.  I’m becoming friends with people at my church, which is great. I will be getting baptized on August 25th and I have a job promised to me at the end of September. I will be receiving enough in my refund to pay off all of my debts. I feel God working in my life and I shouldn’t complain. I’m just down in the dumps. That’s the state of my year so far.

VotD: July 29, 2013

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“His wrath, you see, is fleeting, but His grace lasts a lifetime. The deepest pains may linger through the night, but joy greets the soul with the smile of morning.”

— Psalm 30:5


God is the God of all comfort (see 2 Cor. 1). Even when he deals harshly with our sin and rebellion, it is for our good. It will last only a short while and then it gives way to rejoicing. If you are in a time of discipline or facing the cruel consequences of sin, please don’t give up. Morning will come, and on that dawn will come God’s grace. It’s more than worth the wait!


Father, please bless your children who are facing hardships and difficulty. Please help them endure through “the night” so that when your dawn comes, they can experience the great rejoicing that lies ahead. Please bless the following people, dear Lord, and help the find your joy…. In Jesus’ name I pray. Amen.


Why English is So Hard

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We’ll begin with a box, and the plural is boxes,
But the plural of ox becomes oxen, not oxes.
One fowl is a goose, but two are called geese,
Yet the plural of moose should never be meese.
You may find a lone mouse or a nest full of mice,
Yet the plural of house is houses, not hice.

If the plural of man is always called men,
Why shouldn’t the plural of pan be called pen?
If I speak of my foot and show you my feet,
And I give you a boot, would a pair be called beet?
If one is a tooth and a whole set are teeth,
Why shouldn’t the plural of booth be called beeth?

Then one may be that, and three would be those,
Yet hat in the plural would never be hose,
And the plural of cat is cats, not cose.
We speak of a brother and also of brethren,
But though we say mother, we never say methren.
Then the masculine pronouns are he, his and him,
But imagine the feminine: she, shis and shim!

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The Phantom of the Opera at the Royal Albert Hall

If you are a fan of the movie The Phantom of the Opera, or the book, or of musicals and Broadway in general and you haven’t seen this, do yourself a favor and go watch it now. Go. It’s on Netflix. Just stop reading RIGHT now and go watch it. I will wait for you.

 WASN’T IT AWESOME?! Oh my goodness. It blew my expectations right out of the water. It was amazing and dynamic and so much better than the movie. So much. It was beautiful. It sounded beautiful. The actors were amazing. The music. Everything. So so so so so beautiful. The only thing that could have made this better would be if I could have seen it in person. Maybe one day!

Life After Blogs

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Okie dokie, guys. I am gonna start doing a daily prompt from The Daily Post! And then there should be a weekly prompt I’d like to hop into too, but that will start tomorrow.



Your life without a computer:  what does it look like?

It is hard to imagine life without a computer. I have at least had access to one for as long as I can remember. Life without it now, though… It would be a completely different beast. I would probably watch a lot more television. Ya know, to pass the time. I definitely wouldn’t be writing this blog. Facebook would not be a priority for me. I never would have made some pretty great friends. Maybe I would be outside more often…well, at least I’d like to think so. I would talk on the phone more, which would be a good thing if I didn’t loath talking on the phone. My mom and sisters wouldn’t tease me about being on the computer all the time. For school assignments, I would be frustratingly dependent on the library. I probably wouldn’t know half as much as I do and making credit card payments would be a pain. I’d like to think I would cope well without a computer, and maybe if I never had one in the first place I could, because I wouldn’t know any other way… But if one day out of nowhere I just didn’t have a computer anymore, I believe I would not be a very happy human being.

That’s a little sad, isn’t it?