tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26149728220482919402024-03-13T11:30:15.113-04:00Boston dreaming....Paul and Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07183550318738947290noreply@blogger.comBlogger53125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614972822048291940.post-90521191885688422162011-01-13T19:31:00.000-05:002011-01-13T19:31:10.093-05:00It ain't over till the ArchAngel sings<div class="separator" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="150" n4="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirps2-M5AdNHaRINH1Xf-y1Otu2aiDhXBhcXBJIe1irs4vYlto22GlgTRkt2-y7YitfjNNR-v2QF0u9f4IM0ZdvVrZyVB8Y8xxmSLdKTl39YTxgZ9GolfJxg4oK2Ahp_wVKpHKYnlKm3Y/s200/lightning.jpg" width="200" /></div><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">A note from Paul.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Years ago when I worked at a mission for the homeless, one of my regular guys attempted suicide. In the hospital with him that night, and trying to decipher what his reasons were for the attempt, we decided I would sit in on his meetings with his psychologist. One of the roots to confusion for him had been taking in what the psychologist was telling him, and then taking in what Christianity spoke to him. The two clashed in his mind. It became my Job to review the terms used by the medical, and the spiritual, and produce a harmony between the two.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I found myself again in this endeavor, when I reviewed the stages of grief. The five stages of grief according to psychologists are:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">■ shock followed by initial denial; </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">■ denial replaced by anger, rage, envy, and resentment; </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">■ bargaining (with God); </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">■ depression; </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">■ ultimate acceptance </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Elisabeth Kubler-Ross</td></tr>
</tbody></table><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">True psychology is a science. Science is basically the discovery of our world through observation and experimentation. There is nothing wrong with science and it can give us many keys to understanding our world. A very compassionate woman named Elisabeth Kübler-Ross, who worked extensively with the dying and their survivors, first recorded these “stages of grief” in her book, On Death and Dying, in 1969. They are a simple observation of the emotions and states of mind that people encounter, when faced with a loss of any kind.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Elisabeth herself did not remain in the realm of science. She expanded her studies deeply into spiritualism. Science can only go so far until it hits a wall, and can proceed no further. Like watching an old black and white movie, there comes a time when you look away and remember the world is really full of color, not just shades of grey. The emotions outlined above are only a record of observations. They can be helpful in knowing what we will face, but any good psych will tell you, they are not hard and fast rules.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">True Christianity adds the color. While there are no “stages of grief” in the Bible, all of the emotions are there and quite real. That’s because Christianity enters the realms where science must stop. It brings answers to the demanding questions that only the heart can bring to the table. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Christianity will agree that God is not a tool for us to control the world, or to avoid an honest dealing with reality. Yet there is a true saying; “there are no atheists in foxholes.” The heart speaks truth and it knows where it must turn, to God. When it’s someone else, we say it’s “the bargaining with God stage.” When it’s us, and the pain has cleared out all the intellectual garbage, it all very quickly turns to “please help me.”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">That is a true problem with the “stages of grief” for anyone; it can tell you how a human reacts but in the end our hearts couldn’t give a damn. When the gut speaks, it puts up with zero foolishness. It speaks truth loud and clear, not facts; the heart cares not a bit about facts, it goes beyond them to what’s real.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">When I buried a friend named Tommy, my heart, in midst of a beat, erupted. We were driving away from the grave site and from the back seat of the car, I turned wanting to crawl through the rear window with the cry in my throat “NO! We CAN’T leave him there!” In that instant I really wanted to dig him back up, I wanted him to be alive. The action would have been fruitless, but the desire is not unreasonable, in fact it is the only sane desire; to have a return to life.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">As C.S. Lewis remarked, “There are moments, most unexpectedly, when something inside me tries to assure me that I don't really mind so much, not so very much, after all. Love is not the whole of a man's life. I was happy before I ever met H. I've plenty of what are called "resources." People get over these things. Come, I shan't do so badly. One is ashamed to listen to this voice but it seems for a little to be making out a good case. Then comes a sudden job of red-hot memory and all this "commonsense" vanishes like an ant in the mouth of a furnace.”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Which brings us to that all desired “stage” of resignation, er, I mean acceptance. The Bible actually talks of two types of sorrow, one with hope and one without.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">1Th 4:13 But I would not have you to be ignorant, brethren, concerning them which are asleep, that ye sorrow not, even as others which have no hope.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">A Christian is not to sorrow as if there was not a good God who has plans. We do accept the things we cannot change, as the death of a loved one or another loss, and pick up and bear our cross. It is not however by abandoning God’s cry for restoration that rings from our hearts. He intends not only to bring a restoration, but to deliver one with a miraculous passion. That is what all the small and temporary miracles we read of and experience are a witness to. They are his promise of things to come, and why many times they are seen in the midst of loss, they are set beautifully “in spite of.”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">There is in the book of Revelation two passages, one which states that God shall wipe from our eyes EVERY tear. That is our tender Father, on bended knee, remembering each of our woes that he stood by us in. Then there is also Jesus, the warrior, who intently and deliberately places each prayer ever uttered into an incense burner. He adds fire to them (can you feel the passion) swings it around like a weapon and casts it to the earth, ready to take vengeance for the cries of pain he has endured in his ears.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The promises he has given match the intensity of our loss’s, babies shall be held in once empty arms, cries of joy shall be heard as friends once again see each other, the faces of our loved ones no longer will be creased with constant pain, and yes, the dead shall be raised to life again.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">With all the grief’s that have assaulted in the last month, past and present, there is still a voice deep in my heart to which I bend my knee in thanks:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Today is the last day of NaNoWriMo! We’ve all raced, sweated and slogged water, food and chocolate on the run - and now, now we are at the finish line with words in tow! Yeah! Don’t forget to validate your word count on the website so you can collect your special prizes. By the way, you can still add to your word count after validation in case you’re waiting to eek out that last little phrase.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">If you have won by passing 50,000 words, you must be elated! If you have not passed 50K don’t fret – as every writer knows, having some word count is far better than no word count. It’s just that those over 50K now have more work ahead of us in editing, lol!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">To celebrate my household skating over the finish line for NaNoWriMo (me and my teens have won!) and to celebrate MuseItUp Publishing’s December Launch, I’m offering a giveaway through the good folks at CSN stores!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">One lucky winner will receive a $35.00 gift certificate. All you have to do is join my blog and leave a comment on this blog post. Also, optionally, if you’d like to be on my email list for my writing newsletter, please leave your email with your comment like so: avidreader-at-gmail-dot-com. That way spammers can’t grab your email off the internet and I can send you the newsletter when it comes out. You can join my blog through Facebook on Networked Blogs or through Blogger. Through Blogger you’ll need a gmail account which is fast, easy and free. If you have already joined this blog or my homeschool blog, just leave a comment on this post on this site or the other.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">This will run from today through Thursday night at midnight and then Molly will pick a name out of a hat which I’ll announce on Friday in this blog post. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">As some of you know, I carry my backpack with me everywhere, yes, even to fancy social events. I always have my notebook and pen handy and more often than not, my netbook as well. My teen authors-in-training are carrying notepads and pens with them everywhere in their own backpacks now – it’s becoming a family tradition...or quirk, lol! It’s never too early to encourage a budding writer and CSN has an amazing selection of <a href="http://www.luggage.com/Kids-Backpacks-C14226.html">children’s backpacks</a> if you have a child who would like their very own writing kit - it would make a lovely Christmas and/or Chanukkah gift.</span><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana;"> </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Hope to see you at the party tomorrow for MuseItUp Publishing and for Boston Wrimo’s, I’ll see you at the TGIO party in the Hub! </span></div><br />
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And at this turning point, MuseItUp Publishing is having our launch party all day tomorrow! Please join the <a href="http://ca.groups.yahoo.com/group/MusePub_Readers/">readers group</a> (this is mainstream) to be eligible for spectacular door prizes! It gets even better… we’re having a sale in the bookstore.<br />
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Holiday Special: Get 25% off any purchase from today until December 10th.<br />
Use code: HC2010D at checkout in the discount code box before going to Paypal.<br />
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</div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">As many of you know, I work for MuseItUp Publishing as an editor and an author. December 1st we're having our Grand Opening! All the details are on my <a href="http://karenmcgrathauthor.blogspot.com/2010/11/december-first-launch.html">writing blog</a>. I hope you can join us! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">December 1st we'll have fun and games for everyone, and now the two houses have two reader's groups as well. The mainstream line is family friendly and I daresay children can go online for the contests. I'll check that out with my publisher but since there's no adult content, it should be fine!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">It's our family tradition to stay home on Thanksgiving. I love getting up early to put the bird in the oven and pad around in my slippers setting out breakfast for when my sleepy heads get up. In the next few days, me and the girls will bake cranberry bread, apple and pumpkin pie and prepare vegetables ahead of time. Our fat turkey is thawing now on the bottom shelf of the refrigerator.<br />
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If this is a difficult time for you due to illness or the economy, or you know of a single person who is alone for the holidays, there are several local churches who are serving Thanksgiving dinner to families in their areas. Pick a few in your town and give them a call. Chances are that if that one isn't, they know which ones are. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">Here are some places on the <a href="http://www.salemnews.com/local/x355877370/Local-eateries-charities-offer-free-Thanksgiving-dinner">North Shore</a>.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">A <a href="http://www.boston.com/news/local/articles/2010/11/11/free_thanksgiving_dinner/?rss_id=Boston+Globe+--+Today%27s+paper+A+to+Z">country club</a> in Halifax, you need to call ahead of time.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">I tried to get a Boston listing but couldn't find any online. If you know of a church nearby, or other facility, be sure to leave it in the comments section for others. And you know, if you burn the bird on Thursday, you can go have dinner there, too! </span><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">photo credits: morguefile.com & MuseItUp Publishing</div>Paul and Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07183550318738947290noreply@blogger.com2Boston, MA, USA42.351440029174164 -71.0513305664062542.224577529174162 -71.284790066406245 42.478302529174165 -70.817871066406255tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614972822048291940.post-86396453603998627672010-11-09T17:17:00.000-05:002010-11-09T17:17:48.471-05:00Who are you sleeping with tonight?<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">.</span><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzwoLrEhKYBzo2Y4keVDKnjItwl0ZIJwRQJtnggs7xGz8qp5e3ZdueNGnnUFh1gpBtsNdyWEn2GLRxoKQ3WHk028gGmGEQox3YZIUl8-bTHaU-Y0tAkvjJl0nC9g9AAqpMwjbRTAUr1_E/s1600/file4221287396229.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzwoLrEhKYBzo2Y4keVDKnjItwl0ZIJwRQJtnggs7xGz8qp5e3ZdueNGnnUFh1gpBtsNdyWEn2GLRxoKQ3WHk028gGmGEQox3YZIUl8-bTHaU-Y0tAkvjJl0nC9g9AAqpMwjbRTAUr1_E/s200/file4221287396229.jpg" width="150" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">How scandalous! Especially for a devotional homeschool blog. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I can assure you, it's much worse than it sounds.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">A number of years ago Paul and I decided to have no chat about other people or non family situations in our bedroom. We were tired of having our room populated with other people and their stuff. This has kept the sanctuary of our bedroom a place of peace and rest. I really don't want to think about politicians or anyone else when I'm going to sleep, thank you so much.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Aren't we spiritual?! We'd never have an adultery problem. Or would we?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Many folks think adultery is cheating on your spouse. They aren't wrong. I think it goes deeper than that, however. I think adultery is also cheating on God. Recently I read this verse as I was thinking about keeping our sanctuary free from unwanted visitors and nearly fell on the floor.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">Let not the sun go down upon your wrath. Ephesians 4:26</span><br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfIIaVca92az327ogMgOxgpZZ-9c7dO42sxXsv_Dzczk5OZOksEUUXsfrj0yWSdNKMA3iruOzJKy1IQ4b9UXBRgp4wwwVw36rSLP3u-viLt3NVSKqN2KqObAvMwXWdCYU3NPt4DDm0DH8/s1600/file0001602209938.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="133" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfIIaVca92az327ogMgOxgpZZ-9c7dO42sxXsv_Dzczk5OZOksEUUXsfrj0yWSdNKMA3iruOzJKy1IQ4b9UXBRgp4wwwVw36rSLP3u-viLt3NVSKqN2KqObAvMwXWdCYU3NPt4DDm0DH8/s200/file0001602209938.jpg" width="200" /></a><span style="font-family: Verdana;"></span></div><span style="font-family: Verdana;">I began to think about Wrath taking a seat in my room before going to sleep at night. Hmm... Not pleasant, eh? I didn't relish the thought of waking up to Wrath in the rocking chair either...or getting dressed in front of him.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">While most preachers will tell you this verse means not to go to bed angry, there are a number of other ways to take this. Sundown began the Jewish day in the First Century chuch, so another interpretation can be to not let wrath travel into the next day. Don't welcome Wrath into your bedroom, whether between you and your spouse or anyone else. But also don't let the light go out on your wrath, don't bury wrath so it can't be lit up by truth, don't hide it in the dark, which reminds me of another scripture. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">Men don't come to the light because their deeds are evil. Paraphrased from John 3:20.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">Wrath stems from unforgiveness and if left unchecked by the light of the Word, it will morph - into murder.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">Are you a murderer? I don't know. Have you ever spoken evil about someone? God links that to murder because it steals the person's reputation and can shut them off from a community. Some aptly describe it as murder with the tongue. Have you ever cut someone out of your heart? There are times when it's godly not to have contact with some people, and the scriptures are clear on when those times are. But not having contact and cutting them out of your heart are two different things. God doesn't look well on this, dear ones. Not because he wants to punish us, but because he looks after our well being and if we're not in his playground, we're playing in someone else's and become easy prey.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">Maybe it's your brother who irritates you to no end. Maybe it's your spouse. Maybe it's your pastor. Maybe it's yourself. Maybe it's your congregation or your neighbor. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">The sun is going down on your wrath and it's sitting in the chair in the corner of your room when you wake up - pretty soon you will ignore it and be flabbergasted when someone points it out to you. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">God does know what he's talking about and his way will work. Of course it seems counter intuitive, his ways are not our ways. But when we try to protect ourselves, from anyone or anything, what we're really saying is that God isn't able to. Forgiveness cures you from taking Jesus' place. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">Peter asked Jesus how many times he had to forgive someone suggesting seven times. I read a <a href="http://www.bibletools.org/index.cfm/fuseaction/Topical.show/RTD/cgg/ID/5840/Seventy-Times-Seven.htm">commentary</a> recently that said the Children of Israel had a rule that you forgive someone three times but not the fourth. Doesn't that sound like "Screw me once shame on you, screw me twice shame on me."? Apparently Peter thought seven times was right because obviously three times wasn't. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">He was in for the shock of the century. Jesus told him seventy times seven which is 490 times. I can just hear Peter stuttering "Wh-wh-what?!" </span><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7KVCRHDMq9QDvGYM4TMF_D6LCnxVeT9IK-jyaR9mnvi_BFYCWCBio-tQCw0ilTyHQloUd0SHozJttvIackKmhHiG_vhVosF48B2SW_cxcGC0xSnh9iRyMl2w2bj9YbtCe2eYo8yamcd8/s1600/file000443899092.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="131" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7KVCRHDMq9QDvGYM4TMF_D6LCnxVeT9IK-jyaR9mnvi_BFYCWCBio-tQCw0ilTyHQloUd0SHozJttvIackKmhHiG_vhVosF48B2SW_cxcGC0xSnh9iRyMl2w2bj9YbtCe2eYo8yamcd8/s200/file000443899092.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Verdana;">That is an Orientalism meaning we are to forgive always. Stiff consequences come to us when we don't. Some of those consequences are tormentors who refuse to leave your bedroom, figuratively speaking. Ever think something was one way and it turned out it was completely the opposite? Unforgiveness blinds you to what's really going on. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">Unforgiveness left unchecked in your heart will come out of your mouth and lead to murder. Murder with the tongue, murder in the heart and sometimes physical murder. This is how that nice guy down the street can come home from work one day and kill his family, shocking the neighborhood. Unforgiveness took up residence in that house long before murder did. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">What's the way out? Repent. That amazing five letter word! Repent for unforgiveness. It will change your life. </span><span style="font-family: Verdana;"> </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">Proverbs 29:8 says scornful men bring a city into a snare: but wise men turn away wrath.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">Want to bless your city? Repent for scorn and turn away wrath with wisdom. Your city will prosper and you'll be taking spiritual responsibility. God will reward you for such things. What we do in secret he rewards us for openly.</span><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqqioJPRALbpXn81QjBOWYuJhKXoY_Sc3lTE_Z0pHg9FI3XTzJDO2woIo02oKhI2lylOiSeYd8Lnzckiti6ch5kwx5owqz_M7irf8-c6py12KB_szinpM-VwZMRiZNLK9Upq9s1_nolJ8/s1600/file000386365548.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="133" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqqioJPRALbpXn81QjBOWYuJhKXoY_Sc3lTE_Z0pHg9FI3XTzJDO2woIo02oKhI2lylOiSeYd8Lnzckiti6ch5kwx5owqz_M7irf8-c6py12KB_szinpM-VwZMRiZNLK9Upq9s1_nolJ8/s200/file000386365548.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Verdana;">I wonder what it would be like if we all repented for unforgiveness. I think mountains would shift across the universe. I for one try to do it routinely. In 2004 I had a revelation of repentance and forgiveness that irrevocably changed my life and I haven't stopped preaching it yet. I have lived my life at the butt end of many men's sins. I'm not alone, we all do in one way or another and all of us have suffered from Adam's sin.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">Whose sin affects you? Everyone's. Forgiving them changes it all and opens up the miraculous to you from God Almighty. Give it a whirl and be sure to share the miracle reports. Jesus paid it all at the Cross for us. What have we got to lose, except some unwanted visitors in our bedrooms?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">So, who are you sleeping with tonight? </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">Make it God and your spouse only and you will have a restful sanctuary and live a protected life. He's not slack concerning his promises.</span><br />
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</div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">As many of you know, I'm doing NaNoWriMo again this year, with my teens for homeschool. I've seen a lot of the writing programs that are out there and each have their merits but NaNo offers something more valuable, I think. It gives you experience. NaNoWriMo stands for National Novel Writing Month.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The goal is to write a 50K word novel in thirty days. Of course it won't be perfect, it will obviously be a first draft but it wll actually be a draft instead of a wish in the back of your mind. That boils down to 1667 words per day of fiction. And you do this for 30 days. Editing is not allowed so once that word is on the paper, you may not erase it until December!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Last year Elizabeth and I stayed up until midnight on October 31st and had a NaNo party with hot chocolate and our trusty pens and keyboard. Each of us, Molly, too, finished our novels by the end of November. Molly's was done and only needed editing. Her's was a horror romance. Elizabeth is still working on that novel at 114.K words now. It's a YA fantasy. I added another 16K to the original 52K and spruced it up to submit and it will be published in the spring by MuseItUp Publishing. So much good came out of that month long lesson on writing!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">This year, we planned our midnight madness writing party and Molly joined us. After almost 2000 words, I fell asleep on my keyboard as did Molly; but Elizabeth decided to stay up all night and clocked in at 13K words yesterday! That's almost a week's worth of NaNo!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">What's the draw? I think it's the experience. You can study anything forever, until you're actually applying it you can't really know it. There's nothing like writing to teach you how to write better. Every word is an improvement. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The best part for homeschooling moms is the workbooks. If you sign up at the Young Writer's Program site for NaNo, you can download worksbooks for all grade levels. And these are free. Each one is excellent in how to craft a novel. For the YWP you can have your own virtual classroom, track everyone's progress together and post fun things and writing tips. You can also change the word count necessary to win. So if you have a first grader, you, as their teacher, can set their goal at 10K words. You can also order a school packet (first packet is free) that has NaNo buttons, a poster, a chart where students can sign in their word counts and stickers. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Whether you use the YWP site or the adult NaNo site, or both like we do, each participant can make their own author pages and share a bit about their book. You can even upload cover art for your novels.</span><br />
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</div>Paul and Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07183550318738947290noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614972822048291940.post-24981517572948518292010-10-23T14:22:00.000-04:002010-10-23T14:22:10.363-04:00Harvest Party or Halloween?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5ljyzojB4LQkbjEsJA_3B8iJyVyTlAltceCq19ZS32wLhnhQDul7FQyC1ZhGPcsprQWUR8J7bPk6VQQtlCS0EDNIJ6JJ-Ka-hWb5HJvYrHeoryBQvDIoVLfJfIPG_1DHRyAjos3lL5wI/s1600/scarecrow+house.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" nx="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5ljyzojB4LQkbjEsJA_3B8iJyVyTlAltceCq19ZS32wLhnhQDul7FQyC1ZhGPcsprQWUR8J7bPk6VQQtlCS0EDNIJ6JJ-Ka-hWb5HJvYrHeoryBQvDIoVLfJfIPG_1DHRyAjos3lL5wI/s200/scarecrow+house.jpg" width="132" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">This is a hot topic these days in light of Halloween. Are you worshipping Satan by going trick or treating? Are you a good Christian if you hand out tracts instead of candy? Many churches are doing alternative things for October 31st. If you go trick or treating are you hurting someone who is weak in the faith and thinks doing anything like that is pagan? What are you doing?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">My understanding is that God looks on your heart. God healed an Assyrian pagan who came to him with leprosy. Then He sent Naaman right back into the pagan temple to walk the King of Assyria to his favored seat in the middle of that worship service and... Naaman was a baby Christian. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">God really is Lord of all.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">What do you do on October 31st and why do you do it? </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">You won't get any judgment here from me so please feel free to post. And we all may find some new things to do. You do have to be careful about hurting a brother or sister who thinks anything associated with Halloween is evil. You are not evil but they may assume you are. If you have such a brother in your midst, ask God how to speak to him, understanding he is weak in the faith as the scriptures say. And ask Jesus to shore him up so he can walk free from fear.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Our tradition is to visit our neighborhood. We don't do this to celebrate Halloween but to take advantage of the time when the community has their doors open to visit and our children know the difference. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Many of the people we live with see us only at this time of year. With all of our busyness, it's not always convenient or prudent to have coffee together. Halloween is a time to chat for a minute. The children get candy and we make a point of praying for each of our neighbors as we walk by their homes. The girls dress up but not as anything scary. I wouldn't get too upset by that if they did (as long as they weren't scaring someone else) because it can be a safe way of processing fear; it takes the power out of it. We also teach them about the wiles of the Devil and how to avoid his religious and not so religious traps.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">I've just finished publishing two horror stories for the Muse blog. One is a tween story that is a helpful way of processing fear, as I mentioned earlier. That really is the fascination with scary stories. It takes fear that can paralyze us sometimes and makes it larger than life so we see how powerless it is. The other story I wrote is a memoir story that is about a time a devilish entity tried to attack me and my friends and shows others how to deal with such a thing. Reading the Bible is far more scary than most people realize because God educates His people about evil spirits and how to handle them.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">Practicing Halloween as a pagan holiday, of course, is not appropriate for us as Christians, and we don't do that. We also don't play Tarot cards, gaze into crystal balls or read tea leaves. Our oracles come from God, not these other things. But would I speak to someone who practices devination? Yes, in order to bless them, not follow their craft. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I'd love to hear what you do on October 31st. Please post anonymously if you'd like to. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Thanks everyone! </span>Paul and Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07183550318738947290noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614972822048291940.post-30721751745438226882010-10-06T15:33:00.000-04:002010-10-06T15:33:41.182-04:00Giveaway!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP8ImrGOLvBORFvnL8cn0dA297rKYGbn8miJpN69CsvHACIatcIEZ-LCADdK3pznOhVCvYnaMDCHiqeoewlGuUM8tj1aDHS0At663q9HY-8yiSnt2ajvhrzjJR2SC9ARWD_Kk-aE0Th3E/s1600/img.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ex="true" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP8ImrGOLvBORFvnL8cn0dA297rKYGbn8miJpN69CsvHACIatcIEZ-LCADdK3pznOhVCvYnaMDCHiqeoewlGuUM8tj1aDHS0At663q9HY-8yiSnt2ajvhrzjJR2SC9ARWD_Kk-aE0Th3E/s200/img.jpg" width="200" /></a><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Last week the good folks at CSN Stores in Boston gave me a shout and offered us a giveaway on this blog. Cool, eh?! I’ve been looking through their website and it’s full of treasures and lots of useful things like <a href="http://www.diningroomsdirect.com/">dining room chairs</a> and binoculars.</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"></span></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">1. Join one of my blogs if you haven’t already and mention which blog you joined so I can find you. This is a homeschool and devotional blog. My writing blog is <a href="http://karenmcgrathauthor.blogspot.com/">http://karenmcgrathauthor.blogspot.com/</a> </span><br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4msv6vZUV9O9TphImgrfoOSY1A2hKE2pTxqAohwki45j21gDswe0hy-TeVj4f7gd5DoF6y_GLu-naYM-hTGN8uY-guH5J4GEogWrUM2yJTpNzhQmQiFzrJ53hNzvNMl7j9RaBzUKK9lE/s1600/24_+Pheasant+Accent+Weathervane.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ex="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4msv6vZUV9O9TphImgrfoOSY1A2hKE2pTxqAohwki45j21gDswe0hy-TeVj4f7gd5DoF6y_GLu-naYM-hTGN8uY-guH5J4GEogWrUM2yJTpNzhQmQiFzrJ53hNzvNMl7j9RaBzUKK9lE/s1600/24_+Pheasant+Accent+Weathervane.jpg" /></a><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">We’ll put the commenters names in a hat and Molly will choose one. I’ll post who the winner is next week and CSN will send you a nifty gift certificate. Better than chocolate, well, maybe not as delicious as that, but fun, nonetheless! </span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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</div>Paul and Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07183550318738947290noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614972822048291940.post-65852935093452130972010-09-29T11:15:00.000-04:002010-09-29T11:15:52.964-04:00It's Not About What That's About...<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">.</span><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2h8L0gAX9QDsikfBuVcrkPZMOffgxdYp0xcz69IDsEYHCA2XGgjqpwkwxQ4FFZBvgomjA7XxflRB99aKB1a9dT_9sc_ze4tJ60KJdNGGCkI2drNRURZmNmcAp32VjTOgK7c_ELD7D_Lo/s1600/file2181237864764.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2h8L0gAX9QDsikfBuVcrkPZMOffgxdYp0xcz69IDsEYHCA2XGgjqpwkwxQ4FFZBvgomjA7XxflRB99aKB1a9dT_9sc_ze4tJ60KJdNGGCkI2drNRURZmNmcAp32VjTOgK7c_ELD7D_Lo/s200/file2181237864764.jpg" width="150" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">There’s been an educational brouhaha across the nation lately. I’ve held off blogging about it until I had more facts but I think it’s important to present you with what I have so far. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Technically no, because the parent isn’t teaching the child and keeping their records. They are, however, considered alternative homeschools because the child is at home. They’re handy if the primary homeschooling parent (PHP) is ill and can’t keep up with lessons, or if the PHP has to care for ill or aging parents. In some cases the PHP may feel unqualified to teach a certain grade or class (I can help with that, let me know if you have that situation). There are times when an online school is God’s answer, but it’s alternative homeschool. </span><br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaY-smCs7udtT_32Co-m5M5Ude25m_1fFedIf5dWkG02uVnDPanamhJqkIU79kDIvm1IclAwn0QgxZ38LUbTrS9dRC0iTJNHgJ1eCoJloS9lft_DZXsQ6OhiZPhQrAewyjQrGDHAGpdhA/s1600/file0001882619047.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaY-smCs7udtT_32Co-m5M5Ude25m_1fFedIf5dWkG02uVnDPanamhJqkIU79kDIvm1IclAwn0QgxZ38LUbTrS9dRC0iTJNHgJ1eCoJloS9lft_DZXsQ6OhiZPhQrAewyjQrGDHAGpdhA/s200/file0001882619047.jpg" width="135" /></a><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Government (state) schools have become more than a little miffed by the homeschooling movement. There are always the snide comments that homeschool isn’t real school and other insults but as we’ve grown, government schools have had to concede our viability. One of the reasons they aren’t keen on us <em>isn’t</em> because they think we have inferior schools, it’s because they lose tax dollars for every seat that isn’t filled with a child. Approximately 10K per child - give or take a few thousand depending on which state it is. Add up the number of current homeschoolers, multiply by 10K and you’ll see how much potential Federal cash they’re losing - you’ll understand their whine better. </span></div><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Some schools cover this by enrolling local homeschoolers in the public school anyway, either without the parent’s knowledge (which happened to us in Boston) or by telling the parents this is necessary which is a lie. Control has been the name of the game from day one. Who’s minding the children? Surely not the parents!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Is it any wonder someone’s gotten savvy lately in the public school system? The latest gig is a public state-funded, state-accredited online school that you can do in your home. Yeah, you’re a homeschooler now! Yeah, that’s the ticket!</span><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbtRxx3l7CZmuKYmjYITWNGadpQZO7DR7S97RNzQMz4CGfKrnhzhwP-ct1gkE0W8nYZxLdFco-9B8Qs4vOZ3G3pIqxkRLQ_L9ouffTamFft7sLtVuivWnZmryHNElZ9M8RXcjETpTfAmA/s1600/file7871235839810.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="145" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbtRxx3l7CZmuKYmjYITWNGadpQZO7DR7S97RNzQMz4CGfKrnhzhwP-ct1gkE0W8nYZxLdFco-9B8Qs4vOZ3G3pIqxkRLQ_L9ouffTamFft7sLtVuivWnZmryHNElZ9M8RXcjETpTfAmA/s200/file7871235839810.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">This new program called K-12 is apparently available in every state but gets renamed as it’s adopted, sort of like the MCAS was. It’s public school online. And you don’t even need internet access or a computer, the state will give you that for free. Aren’t you interested yet? I hear bureaucrats sneezing into their hands at my breakfast table, “Get with the program, damn it.” It’s not intrusion if you let them in the door.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">Here's the link to the news story about the Pennsylvania school that used their school issued computers to spy on families.</span><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjebsw42mAwnwTO5TT8HEmB4EmrYR8wk7G85_R4jEuevRXuXav8i2SphQ1LTtoypWGMISojLDjGzZlU1cIdmDfjb6XNC0vM4-hZFXA62SBeHufDlc7G_M6XAfa56IMxPY_WeXss2BZQ7c/s1600/file0001617841504.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjebsw42mAwnwTO5TT8HEmB4EmrYR8wk7G85_R4jEuevRXuXav8i2SphQ1LTtoypWGMISojLDjGzZlU1cIdmDfjb6XNC0vM4-hZFXA62SBeHufDlc7G_M6XAfa56IMxPY_WeXss2BZQ7c/s200/file0001617841504.jpg" width="142" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Is the free curriculum and computer deal attractive? To those of us who’ve given our life blood to fight for homeschool freedom for the last two decades, this is repulsive. The state will have control, not the parent, which is what homeschool circumvents. To those of us who have sacrificed that second income to protect and nurture our own, this sounds like the deal of the century. How many times have I thought if there was a decent public school around, I wouldn’t mind sending my children? (Usually in the heat of agonizing over a difficult math problem or yet another day of slogging through grammar when we all want to be at the park.)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">But the truth is, if there was a decent public school around I still wouldn’t send my children because I am their teacher. I homeschool so I can teach them. They had the chance to go to an exclusive private school for free. We refused, because it’s not about what that’s about.</span><br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoGHTXG9Np79oDiMyE8V7O5H-ok85hCc8yv0b4aWBmfOxU-0nkHwjWRpYUUpTdqEvLB_ZkpylTuOHeSKGfd42G0wlYNk26CXrAOzfTGusk9Cq1omS0FQQMCmFUiTcKfwZm1OitqNYybcw/s1600/file000116008834.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="123" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoGHTXG9Np79oDiMyE8V7O5H-ok85hCc8yv0b4aWBmfOxU-0nkHwjWRpYUUpTdqEvLB_ZkpylTuOHeSKGfd42G0wlYNk26CXrAOzfTGusk9Cq1omS0FQQMCmFUiTcKfwZm1OitqNYybcw/s200/file000116008834.jpg" width="200" /></a><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Recently a friend told me she read a letter sent home from a public school. It told parents they were homeschoolers because they helped their children with homework and took an active part in their child’s learning. It said they had every right to call themselves homeschoolers and enjoy the respect that homeschoolers receive. Besides being an outright fabrication, it would have been laughable if it wasn’t such a con. Public school parents are not homeschoolers, even if they help their children with homework. I'm not a politician if I give a speech. And homeschoolers get very little respect even after decades of proven academic and life skill accomplishments. </span></div><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So why are they blurring the lines?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I don’t know about you but I don’t spend 10K on one child’s curriculum per year and guess what? They don't either, nor will they. Never mind the student gets a free computer for the school year… those are less than $500. now and at bulk rate for a state order, probably less than $200. each, where's all the rest of the money going? </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Here are three links you’ll find very interesting. The second one is a sad state of affairs for that family, but of course things would go that route, it’s the government school. Unsuspecting parents have no idea until they are ensnared by the system. And sadder still, some of those implementing these things really think they are good ideas. </span><br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjazGvIPhR3ZRzsnzQLjdsM10ykXd5pxxYKN2tHv83uwqDMwE_Ykr_GyDY-lemxfVG9415uodR256EZXNVLj_DrrZ8wGhf_Ha2wOx4NAVBLZAg3C-lu9lzrrQYYY1bJx1bdKCTPqSXpHxk/s1600/house.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="133" qx="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjazGvIPhR3ZRzsnzQLjdsM10ykXd5pxxYKN2tHv83uwqDMwE_Ykr_GyDY-lemxfVG9415uodR256EZXNVLj_DrrZ8wGhf_Ha2wOx4NAVBLZAg3C-lu9lzrrQYYY1bJx1bdKCTPqSXpHxk/s200/house.jpg" width="200" /></a><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Last week we started our homeschool for 2010/2011. I love summer but it sure is fun to pull out the books and study again. I look forward to it almost as much as my teens. They have a great writing book they’re using this year, I’ll be doing the exercises with them. I dug through some boxes in the basement and found an old standby. Erica liked it so much, she stashed with her things rather than put it away in the school boxes when she went to college. The Writer’s Toolbox – you guessed it, another grammar book to feed my English addiction. We’ll be making good use of that this year. </span></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
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<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH4bH_lQ9mTa69g1xbjWwDrvsTuG7-MyGkeYsiKhndMbz-DPyncGKFPV_Nf6LmgajZTz8NpOjGg0kaWEYkrSc7f6KdpsQJyHXXw_arxK5BxGekpbrjVs8D4yuMejL8jG06l-5r07fzxZk/s1600/paint+pots.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" qx="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH4bH_lQ9mTa69g1xbjWwDrvsTuG7-MyGkeYsiKhndMbz-DPyncGKFPV_Nf6LmgajZTz8NpOjGg0kaWEYkrSc7f6KdpsQJyHXXw_arxK5BxGekpbrjVs8D4yuMejL8jG06l-5r07fzxZk/s200/paint+pots.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">As we got down to business, the girls asked me for their schedule. They’re old enough to know what they need to do so I had them make it themselves. They were thrilled and came up with great plans. Per usual, we have music and art. I don’t think we’d survive without those. Molly’s got a great watercolor book that I’ll be doing with her this year. Did I say we homeschool? Sometimes I think it’s Mom school or Mom’s re-school!</span><br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghdK9-MM2ww0rntirY0QWAfbrAB10FIUf9-70tKoqinQPyAMpcgxbrW7jGwMGOM5LdnX8TrLu9es1P4H8AOwvm652zYOUI63LA5CC3v873G6tfHZwpBWV9-HOJmk7k9Ul3EAfnrifO9vA/s1600/thegathering3kids.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="149" qx="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghdK9-MM2ww0rntirY0QWAfbrAB10FIUf9-70tKoqinQPyAMpcgxbrW7jGwMGOM5LdnX8TrLu9es1P4H8AOwvm652zYOUI63LA5CC3v873G6tfHZwpBWV9-HOJmk7k9Ul3EAfnrifO9vA/s200/thegathering3kids.jpg" width="200" /></a><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">With our schedules in place and time for reading and good movies and field trips and homeschool group events, I remembered the reason I love to do school at home. We can design it the way we want to. Molly had a chorus retreat last weekend that she gets school credit for. She’s also singing with the highest choir this year in the Boston Children’s Chorus. Another good reason to homeschool; we have time to do the extras and still get some sleep!</span></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXZn4e4c8w8Ud0n4f7ytNYEqOic_rLD6Ev3uYoGcj9r4tixsUiQQXkaZgYyUqHx3DPaDOvGmwgFMJOZ0Saw3EsFvOHqyLC7SB3ZFz5Xblj_P3smUu9hVoqfY1pOOaAhUdlZQZ4ty__EiA/s1600/Erica.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="132" qx="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXZn4e4c8w8Ud0n4f7ytNYEqOic_rLD6Ev3uYoGcj9r4tixsUiQQXkaZgYyUqHx3DPaDOvGmwgFMJOZ0Saw3EsFvOHqyLC7SB3ZFz5Xblj_P3smUu9hVoqfY1pOOaAhUdlZQZ4ty__EiA/s200/Erica.jpg" width="200" /></a><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Today we drove Erica to the airport; she’s on a photography trip out of state. We left the house at 6:30, dropped Paul off at work, and drove to Erica’s apartment where we all had breakfast. Then we leisurely drove to the airport. We got back around 10:00. The girls were concerned about finishing all of their subjects with less time to study, normally we start at 7:30, so I gave them the day off from math cutting out about an hour from their work for the day. Two little faces beamed at me. This is the beauty of homeschool, we can rearrange things to have more family time. When all is said and done, they may not remember the formula for an area of a circle or how to find the vanishing point in a painting, but they will remember having bagels at their sister’s house on a rainy Friday morning and dropping her off at the airport for her first traveling photography gig, and then coming home to have decaf coffee with Mom and not having to do math for one day out of the year. </span></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGBZmJjyJK9bnxrhStW7xJNKI64oNOnmHfkzccgHplVzK5OXOx26O1IpzYOALpGwEGkySXq5v-HUf03UzHkWrayA-il88UvBcInlfWwqrJh8GktqVRLDeehtUcMoUhzij6-flKlMzHkKc/s1600/math.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="132" qx="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGBZmJjyJK9bnxrhStW7xJNKI64oNOnmHfkzccgHplVzK5OXOx26O1IpzYOALpGwEGkySXq5v-HUf03UzHkWrayA-il88UvBcInlfWwqrJh8GktqVRLDeehtUcMoUhzij6-flKlMzHkKc/s200/math.jpg" width="200" /></a><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Every homeschool day and week isn’t as glorious as these have been. I have my off days and so do the girls. But all in all, we wouldn’t trade homeschool for anything. I’m a selfish mom. It’s just not enough for me to see my babies take their first steps and say their first words. I have to be there for all their moments as long as I can. Eighteen years is a very short time to hang out with my favorite people in the world. </span></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I suppose it was inevitable. Homeschool is growing, but more importantly to business, homeschoolers are buying. And we are buying quite a bit. In the last few years, many companies have branched out of their fields to try to eat in our pastures.</span><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLuHEy2BYA45pugUMlx3mYRe4q46Qvl-PGbXLmZZDvWZxoqzNe0M7tqWwXfbfR1OBWZyv-MipmlU4r1o8kQY-JeIZfY7DE-63K0AIw6SRITjaC8piESRCmscoojMzVtSqqKNkPptzoIOQ/s1600/money+pile.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="136" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLuHEy2BYA45pugUMlx3mYRe4q46Qvl-PGbXLmZZDvWZxoqzNe0M7tqWwXfbfR1OBWZyv-MipmlU4r1o8kQY-JeIZfY7DE-63K0AIw6SRITjaC8piESRCmscoojMzVtSqqKNkPptzoIOQ/s200/money+pile.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">In the last year I’ve had several companies contact me wanting the email list of my homeschool group families. As bizarre as this might sound, most of them are Christian. I’ve refused to give it out. If they want to advertise, they’ll have to do it on their own time and pay for it. It was pretty nervy to ask me. First off, they simply expected me to hand it to them because they said they had a great product. I heard Jesus overturning the money changing tables in the temple, believe me!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">o A local company wanted to design classes saying they were doing a favor for us and charge us a lot of money. They are non-Christian and non-homeschooling. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">o People offered to tutor our children and balked when I say no. Many tutors are not Christian nor do they necessarily agree with homeschooling, not to mention I do the tutoring here.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">o Non-homeschooled and non-homeschooling speakers are trying to infiltrate homeschool conventions and are making mega bucks on us.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">o I looked into a very expensive curriculum program for writing that is popular with homeschoolers. It’s written by a non-Christian non-homeschooler and designed to be a cash cow - the curriculum can’t be reused by siblings even. And the owner was less than courteous to me when I emailed about the program. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">o I researched a program claiming to make my children smarter, designed especially for homeschoolers that is very expensive and taught by non-Christian non-homeschoolers.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">o I was contacted several times by a business who asked me to give them my group email list and promised me freebies for doing so, supposedly Christian.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">o A new business has cropped up called Homeschool Consulting. People are charging mucho dinero to help families design curriculum, lesson plans and to encourage them to grow. This is what I do for free as a fellow homeschooler. Many of these people are non-Christian and non-homeschoolers.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Why are all these people trying to get our money? Homeschoolers have become a financial force. If one homeschooler likes something, we tell a friend and so on. There’s a lot of cash to be made on us and they want to lap it up.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">They will come up with any gimmick to get our interest so they are busy researching us. I even read an online ad offering to train people to write articles for homeschool magazines. Writers don’t have to be homeschoolers or homeschooled, just act like it. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">1. Do we really need it? If so, I move on to the next one…</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">2. Is their marketing wholesome, doesn’t prey on fears, etc.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">3. Is it Christian? It doesn’t always have to be, but if it isn’t, is it worth it in another way to make up for the lack of spirituality? And if it isn’t Christian, will it be detrimental to our children because of that? Some things are ok, others aren’t.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">4. If it’s a classroom, it’s anti-homeschool in my book unless it’s a homeschool co-op. Can I teach what they are teaching? If not, is it really a need? If I can teach it on my own, why bother with it? This is why we left public and private schools so we wouldn’t have strangers teaching our children.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">5. What is the price? This includes the non-tangible cost. I can enroll my children in the local park program that is free for the summer but they won’t be with children of similar values.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">6. Will it support and enhance our Christian homeschool values? If not, what are we doing it for? Is it really necessary to drive all over town, spend extra hard earned money and time away from home just to get that art class that maybe a book and a half hour a day with our children might be just as good if not better?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Just a side note on that: I met a retired art teacher this summer who gave me some great resources to use in my homeschool. She mentioned a book she thought was excellent. I’ve been using it for fifteen years now. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I don’t give out our email list but I’ve had people tell me it’s ok to do that. Be wise, research the companies you do business with. You have choices. We have Christians who write textbooks now so we don’t have to buy from secular companies. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">A number of years ago a supposedly Christian man wrote a text book. Because there was a dearth in the homeschool field in that subject, it took off like wildfire. I contacted him because his book was so poorly written my daughter had a hard time understanding it and I suggested he hire an editor (I wasn’t one at the time!). He wrote back furious with me and said he didn’t have to fix anything because people were buying his book anyway. He lost a lot of customers that day. Now we use BJU Press for Science; they are thorough, easy to understand and well written. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">You need to know who you’re dealing with, and numbers don’t help. The next time you think popularity can tell you if something is good or not, consider the pornography industry. Their numbers are through the roof and they aren’t godly by a long shot. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Love your spouses and your babies and guess wh</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">at? If you don’t have the coolest lesson plans or the latest fad curriculum in the world, that’s a good thing because you do have the best Teacher and His Curriculum is priceless.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">This concludes my two-part sharing on Christian Homeschool marketing. If you have any questions, please email me! And stay tuned, Paul is writing a post on the subject for you as well.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">photo credit: morguefile.com</span>Paul and Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07183550318738947290noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614972822048291940.post-91097049862192044942010-08-25T13:56:00.000-04:002010-08-25T13:56:21.457-04:00Still Homeschooling the Old-Fashioned Way? You betcha...... <div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">In the last month or two, I’ve been receiving emails - at least one per week - from a well known and popular homeschool magazine. The emails are from the president of the magazine, advertising a new way to homeschool. The subject line of the email reads. “Are you still homeschooling the old-fashioned way?” </span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE9ajfJHIzWphKrdMGC5eAguHCAwLeavB02GUBokBfr0Qg_FHGkHFIrZtm9nzk0AZUlZM35KgZM7s-Q73hjvBRcpfFtB1HfWRZEq98b0laWMj7420cuGwnhEliSqIpDES45keRQUzLP_Q/s1600/marketing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE9ajfJHIzWphKrdMGC5eAguHCAwLeavB02GUBokBfr0Qg_FHGkHFIrZtm9nzk0AZUlZM35KgZM7s-Q73hjvBRcpfFtB1HfWRZEq98b0laWMj7420cuGwnhEliSqIpDES45keRQUzLP_Q/s200/marketing.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I’m Christian, I homeschool, and I so some marketing. </span><br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPl1JSBRB8-u3-je0sMmuZ1RI7CgoVRe170p2ic-EfzlZ2DSqeB5m_cONNvAwb7JFvLFdfc-uP4V0HENjAbGpjqI6-s7bqCpJfIgT08rb5vkKGUWt5R7EPi33ISSJvsW9BwZquGKEnFd0/s1600/eating+5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"></span></a><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">First of all, here’s a short marketing lesson: There are several kinds of marketing. One is clean, in my opinion, it doesn’t make the customer feel bad or pressured, it simply gives them a choice banking on their intelligence to choose correctly for their particular purposes. Another kind is dirty marketing, in my opinion. It plays on negative emotions and creates need in your life. </span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">One advertisement you’ll recognize easily is a commercial for dentists. Not all of them, but many say things like “Avoid cavities, see your dentist every three months!” This implies that you will get cavities if you don’t go to your dentist often. For some people with unusual dental issues, this is true; but for the majority of the population, this is a created need and the fear motivator is you will suffer if you don’t.</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
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</span></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Another plays on self worth; you need this hair color because you are worth it. This plays on pride. So if you are worth it, you’ll use that product and the implication is everyone who doesn’t, isn’t feeding their self-worth.</span><br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPl1JSBRB8-u3-je0sMmuZ1RI7CgoVRe170p2ic-EfzlZ2DSqeB5m_cONNvAwb7JFvLFdfc-uP4V0HENjAbGpjqI6-s7bqCpJfIgT08rb5vkKGUWt5R7EPi33ISSJvsW9BwZquGKEnFd0/s1600/eating+5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPl1JSBRB8-u3-je0sMmuZ1RI7CgoVRe170p2ic-EfzlZ2DSqeB5m_cONNvAwb7JFvLFdfc-uP4V0HENjAbGpjqI6-s7bqCpJfIgT08rb5vkKGUWt5R7EPi33ISSJvsW9BwZquGKEnFd0/s200/eating+5.jpg" width="200" /></a><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Imagine my surprise when this sort of dirty marketing, arrived in my inbox from a respected Christian homeschool magazine? And about homeschool itself! </span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I expect Christian homeschool products to be free from worldly influence as much as possible without nitpicking. This was definitely glaring.</span></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Before I even opened the first email so many alarms went off in my brain.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">1. I must be homeschooling the old-fashioned way (whatever that is) </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">3. I’m somehow not caught up with the times or other homeschoolers because I’m “still” homeschooling the old fashioned way…whatever that is. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">This created the fictional situation that I’m homeschooling badly, that I’m probably tired of it and why the heck don’t I catch up to everyone else, which plays on a person’s fear of comparison, not keeping up with the Jones’ and fear of inadequacy. Comparison is rooted in jealousy which is rooted in adultery according to scripture.</span><br />
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</span></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Then I opened this email to find out what the old-fashioned way actually is… not a happy moment for this 18 year homeschool advocate veteran. </span><br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">And an even bigger surprise coming from a Christian homeschool magazine whose market branding supposedly is to support traditional Biblical values and Biblical homeschooling.</span></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">What the email said is old-fashioned, implying out-dated, is actually anti-biblical…big surprise there after the dirty marketing. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The advertisement is for an online homeschool designed by a Christian homeschooling family and for so many dollars a month I can homeschool the NEW way, keep up with the Jones’ and not be tired of homeschooling, oh and get results I never could get using the old way…</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">as if I was tired or inadequate or lacking good results in my old homeschool… </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I wrote the president a polite note reminding her a homeschool is defined by the parents teaching their children, not some other parents teaching their children, according to the Bible. </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I’m not tired of homeschooling and I don’t need the new way of homeschooling which is just a thinly veiled disguise for a private school. It’s no different than the public or private schools I’m avoiding by teaching my children myself. The only thing different for this school is they don’t have to look at my children and perhaps deal with behavioral issues. The only thing different for me if I put them in this online school is I wouldn’t have to cart them around to any building except my own. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It’s a win-lose, they get my money and I get my children a private education and a much needed nap for myself which are things I gladly gave up long ago for the joy of teaching my children myself at home.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So many things that say they are Christian, aren’t. So many companies that say they are promoting traditional Christian homeschool values are being infiltrated by the desire to make more money and recently specifically geared to grabbing the homeschool dollar. Why else would a homeschooling magazine promoting homeschool buy into this false advertising and false homeschool? </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It’s bizarre. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Now I’m sure there’s a place for an online school for some families. But let’s not call it homeschool or the new homeschool. Yes, it’s school at home but it’s not homeschool as defined by the Bible. Does that make it wrong, maybe not for some. As for me and my house, we will serve the Lord.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">I haven't received a return email. Let's hope it's because repentance is taking place and the emails are getting pulled. This same woman was quick to answer a friend's concerns about other questionable things a few years ago. We'll see if she's maintaining her previous or rather old-fashioned standards.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Next week I'll give my opinion on the homeschool dollar, the companies who lust after it, and what they are doing to get you to feed their cravings.</span><br />
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</tbody></table><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I know what you’re thinking, whose kids are in the crossfire now? Even in our modern day we understand someone is fighting for control and someone is resisting. Two parents.</span></div><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">There’s the general topic of Satan vs. Jesus in the classic custody battle. We were the children of darkness, now we are the children of light and Satan wants us back. But this is not about that battle, well, not directly. This is about another that rages in the hearts of men, far more insidious and cruel, carrying greater consequences. This is the custody battle we have with God when we want control over someone else. It doesn’t sound pretty does it? And right about now you’re probably chuckling to yourself thinking, Aha, this isn’t about me, I never have this problem. </span><br />
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</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUw-yujk7Acat3txLSoEooEcQow6t7DGlNjT3lOKnvGFDgv13YxTFdOiSlmLP_1DDcj28j-dPI688DwPt5IAY9xLOfZAnMyeZjlkwlLVjgKvRO3Pp-XbXV_Gwset_ynwE4qg38wjUgBxI/s1600/waterfall+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" bx="true" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUw-yujk7Acat3txLSoEooEcQow6t7DGlNjT3lOKnvGFDgv13YxTFdOiSlmLP_1DDcj28j-dPI688DwPt5IAY9xLOfZAnMyeZjlkwlLVjgKvRO3Pp-XbXV_Gwset_ynwE4qg38wjUgBxI/s200/waterfall+1.jpg" width="160" /></a><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Have you ever noticed that God is big on boundaries? Many people don’t realize just how many boundaries he has. The greatest of these is parentage. God is parent. You step over his parentage and you’ll be wishing you could turn back the hands of Time. The problem comes when you receive consequences and don’t know why. I’m willing to bet a lot of folks get burnt who never even saw the electrical fence they busted through. The meaning of ‘lacking understanding’ becomes clear in those instances. It’s always a question of lordship in one way or another. It’s still the same lie the enemy promoted to Eve way back when. </span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgurUv-Tb35ez1TbOYLRgB9GoLFeRNkPBS-Vt_h8wfTXv-kosD8GAX8cKzGhSIxN6ATV-hUwyTKbtprbwSwlWcEFVb-M2NJa-t8-2L4VAsaCkZttBbcfx4OO39-z78qqRinHZNux8elQzQ/s1600/archer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" bx="true" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgurUv-Tb35ez1TbOYLRgB9GoLFeRNkPBS-Vt_h8wfTXv-kosD8GAX8cKzGhSIxN6ATV-hUwyTKbtprbwSwlWcEFVb-M2NJa-t8-2L4VAsaCkZttBbcfx4OO39-z78qqRinHZNux8elQzQ/s200/archer.jpg" width="120" /></a><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">There isn’t a week that goes by that I don’t hear about some authority figure doing something wrong. This is not new; it’s all over the Bible starting with Genesis. And Ezekiel 34 practically screams off the pages these days. Plug in any political figure you can think of. So what does God say about these bad puppies? David had Saul. Saul wanted to kill him, for crying out loud. I used to think David was so brave and compassionate, so utterly righteous that he didn’t kill Saul when he had the chance. I don’t feel that way anymore. Now I think it was David’s penchant for lordship that made him cut Saul’s garment and lord it over the King of Israel. So, does this mean we are relegated to knuckling under the Saul’s in our lives? How can we lessen that sentence?</span></div><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I think the answer is in David’s blunder. He took vengeance in that act. Oh, it wasn’t the vengeance <em><strong>due</strong></em> him, the old man nature cries, so it was ok to take a little vengeance, right? Hell, no… David took custody when custody belongs to the parent. Was David Saul’s parent or his king? No. Perhaps his time in flight and the caves of Israel would have been much shorter if he handed custody over to God where it belonged in the first place. It was that act of taking lordship over Saul when he cut his robe, that finally made him realize his sin, that he was stretching his hand against the Lord’s own. Nothing like waking up in vomit… </span><br />
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</span><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSUVRa-Ss0P-1MIdJaWtuD5kyocAgNmpj8w6cymQ49FPcqdYcPDUSswpcEYHkwoNvKKLqKswBjW0HA9wLifYxVi1lOeqJwsxhHAN_PWWcnMRUEH6Rx5jHVSe0oOj_5m4Q1X9cuPKgiATE/s1600/civil+war.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" bx="true" height="133" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSUVRa-Ss0P-1MIdJaWtuD5kyocAgNmpj8w6cymQ49FPcqdYcPDUSswpcEYHkwoNvKKLqKswBjW0HA9wLifYxVi1lOeqJwsxhHAN_PWWcnMRUEH6Rx5jHVSe0oOj_5m4Q1X9cuPKgiATE/s200/civil+war.jpg" width="200" /></a><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Maybe then he stopped talking bad about the king to his entourage of criminals, who had their own authority issues. Maybe then he stopped pitying himself and felt compassion for Saul, the human plagued by an evil spirit that David originally tried to heal. Maybe then he stopped thinking of all the ways <em>he</em> could do it better and tried to see what God wrought in his mentor for him. Maybe then he stopped relishing the thought that the man’s own ally (son) betrayed him and David chose to stop betraying God. </span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It was absolutely then that he finally understood the lesson. Custody belongs to God. Man, I’d like to have been privy to his prayers that night. </span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZc8m5QeGri1lIEz2MfQC-Ra0N0rWaDxQC71k6H8hvaYj-u3gvsRcO3kdtJJmIOdGowSEVlL1xRzUY3zPD-Tm2J8xW2cfC5_1t-tFx82pAXVLhGZt-Uy5kUAWPqmGYMb9F1ygTtf_NVGA/s1600/window+book.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" bx="true" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZc8m5QeGri1lIEz2MfQC-Ra0N0rWaDxQC71k6H8hvaYj-u3gvsRcO3kdtJJmIOdGowSEVlL1xRzUY3zPD-Tm2J8xW2cfC5_1t-tFx82pAXVLhGZt-Uy5kUAWPqmGYMb9F1ygTtf_NVGA/s200/window+book.jpg" width="150" /></a><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Don’t we love all those things about David when we’re in the throes of bitterness?! Of course we do, they justify our position. After all, David was supposed to be king, and, ugh, Saul should get out of the way! Makes you wonder if David’s later problems stemmed from all that. Not that he wasn’t a great guy, a phenomenal leader, but his mistakes teach us to avoid his errors.</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Do you have an authority figure trying to kill you? Let him do it, spiritually speaking. Die to self. Give custody back to God. I’ve seen errant husbands and wicked pastors wake up quickly when Jesus visited them, once everyone else got out of the way. It’s a fearful thing to fall into the hands of the living God. Be aware, God will keep you in that relationship or another equally irritating one until you get your spiritual ducks in a row. Find out what he’s trying to teach you. There’s nothing like an unrighteous leader to expose the weakness in your own soul. Submit to the lessons and you’ll be rewarded for a lifetime. Resist God and you’ll be complaining for the rest of your life about someone somewhere. </span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Is the custody battle between you and God rather than Satan and God? It means you bought the lordship lie somewhere. You aren’t alone, we all do it sometime. God will rescue you when he feels the need to do so, but if you keep trying to be him, he can’t do a thing. Here’s the way out. Give up the custody battle. Step back and let God be the parent. You’ll be happy you did and free from all the junk that goes with trying to control. Here’s to your freedom, not from the awful authority figure in your life, God will take care of that, but from the tyranny of your old man nature. Aren’t you glad that beast is dead now?</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Autism Epidemic, Shaking the system is an inspirational book with personal stories and helpful information, not only for families affected by autism but as an autism awareness platform to sensitize the general public and offer them an insight as to what autism is and its impact on families.</span><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Table of Contents</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Out of the Wild–Poem by Litsa Kamateros</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Introduction</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Authors’ Note</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Foreword: Sarah Lalla Moyal, BSc, CCN</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">A Mother’s Reflection </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Chapter One: Lost in Bureaucratic Red Tape</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">A Parent’s Ray of Hope</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Brittany’s Story</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Chapter Two: Guide for Parents</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">What is Autism?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Speculations Abound</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Early Warning Signs</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Understanding Autism and Its Symptoms</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">In the Meantime</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Chapter Three: Therapies</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">ABA</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">RDI</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Diet</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Social Skills</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">TEACCH</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Hybabaric Oxygen Therapy</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Chelation Therapy</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Packing</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Medication</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Occupational Therapy (OT)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Floortime Therapy</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">‘Miracle Cures’ Helpful Tips</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Tiny Soldiers 21st Century Battle</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Anderson’s Story</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Chapter Four: Parental Motivational Guide</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Reminders</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It’s Time for School</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The Isolated Sibling</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Ten Signs To Look For in Autism</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">She’s All I’ve Got</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Chapter Five: Ongoing Research & Controversies</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Mitochondrial Dysfunction</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Vaccinations</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Biomedical Intervention</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Environmental Factors</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Genetics</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The One – The Only One</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Jackson’s Story</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Chapter Six: Coping Stresses</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Diagnosis: Shock, Grief, Denial</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Waiting List: What Do I Do Next?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Social Stigmas</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Parental Determination</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Matthew’s Story</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">My Brother…My Soul</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Lucas’s Story – A Grandparent’s Perspective</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Chapter Seven: Educational Value</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Questions from Parents</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Spencer’s Story – A Grandparent’s Perspective</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Chapter Eight: Personal Reflections from the Authors</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Victor’s Story</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Shaking the System Autism Oath</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Medical Professionals & Government Officials Oath </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">There Will Come A Day</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">List of Resources</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">When she was a toddler, I strapped her into the cart at the drugstore so I could look through the birthday cards. Soon she grabbed every card on the racks, opening them up, quickly shutting them and stuffing them back into their slots, not very neatly I might add. I was mortified wondering how many cards were ruined and what was she thinking? As I went to scold her, God flashed me some understanding and I realized she was copying me. I stopped myself from berating her and simply watched in amazement. She was having a great time doing what her mom was doing, and he spared me from ruining her moment of joy.</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge2jSjomMpZ8LGEoYSjlfu8TMN6U70HMbSKlAX5AomHmWCzX3vorAw1Gi9gbEhH96ck1WuW6U2wx9sKwF1t6ddQewTaJ3Zmuw0ued3w6hHcyHhTU8q_YJYmX6Z5VBS793MKaVwOFZzg3U/s1600/sink.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" bx="true" height="130" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge2jSjomMpZ8LGEoYSjlfu8TMN6U70HMbSKlAX5AomHmWCzX3vorAw1Gi9gbEhH96ck1WuW6U2wx9sKwF1t6ddQewTaJ3Zmuw0ued3w6hHcyHhTU8q_YJYmX6Z5VBS793MKaVwOFZzg3U/s200/sink.jpg" width="200" /></a><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">One time I found a friend of mine scrubbing my bathroom sink. I asked if my sink was really all that bad. Sheepishly he told me his mom insisted the sink be cleaned after every visit to the washroom and now as an adult, he couldn’t seem to let the habit go, even when it wasn’t necessary. It was a cruel reminder of the damage I can do as a parent. No wonder God advises us to be temperate in all things. There’s nothing wrong with a clean sink but this person was slammed to the point they relived the childhood incident continuously as an adult.</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdA3YA_LWb8YNPOGFE5Wudm2sge5285oyEO-hljl0bt9lwFiQsymoR-hyja44nsJ0INlq2-l0_Slx_yd3c44X3e8GmtbyZ-GTTOEEDpqOLlka4MWoTu4EuIlpVw6S0V1lrkrv9eonAcKE/s1600/towels.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" bx="true" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdA3YA_LWb8YNPOGFE5Wudm2sge5285oyEO-hljl0bt9lwFiQsymoR-hyja44nsJ0INlq2-l0_Slx_yd3c44X3e8GmtbyZ-GTTOEEDpqOLlka4MWoTu4EuIlpVw6S0V1lrkrv9eonAcKE/s200/towels.jpg" width="200" /></a><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I cringe to think I almost berated my precious baby for jamming cards into store racks or messing up my laundry pile. At some point I had my wits about me long enough to realize it was my driveness trying to replicate my sin in my children and I was able to stop it with God's help. It's only by the Grace of God we can see these things because they masquerade as such worthy goals like peace in your home, or training your children to be good Christians, or godly discipline; you often see this with bible memory verses... need I say more? Little Johnny knows every verse in the book of Psalms but he flinches when it's his turn to recite and he can't keep his eyes off the floor or mom's wooden spoon. </span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRjCnj9i39fqDiraxCHfrcEOsKpbVCn7w6MPz950scdByCVF9ugdHeBaPdcJ3wnU94HLHkQ_GPCjMP56iXEmGtpeF8JgQ4OjMGx35EmNk_nDs0pWtOrOZZeLoV9qCH_ynu0wLgVst5YkY/s1600/cup.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" bx="true" height="133" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRjCnj9i39fqDiraxCHfrcEOsKpbVCn7w6MPz950scdByCVF9ugdHeBaPdcJ3wnU94HLHkQ_GPCjMP56iXEmGtpeF8JgQ4OjMGx35EmNk_nDs0pWtOrOZZeLoV9qCH_ynu0wLgVst5YkY/s200/cup.jpg" width="200" /></a><span style="font-family: Verdana;">The old man is dead and beating him into submission makes, well, a mess. Oh, the floor will be clean enough to use as a dinner plate, and you can have guests over unexpectedly and even bible studies and pass the religious cleanliness test, but the mess is still there... on the inside... in the heart. You can scrub the outside till it sparkles like the sun but the heart will out, there's a few verses about that. </span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Seems like yesterday we ended organized school work. That's a relative term for homeschoolers. We do school all the time, everything is learning related so organized school is with books, non-organized school is everything else. Non-sympathizers gasp and accuse us of pushing our children over the edge in the same breath saying we can't possibly teach them as well or enough as the government schools. Sigh, it's such a different life we live!</span><br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-MLxbvZH_5ayx7sogfNMmJb5pKy-F-X7wnL6xcKV9ZcrGn3_bYDy6Mr8DZdOUjImN-gomtSRomHFHEdyMfHgXKS1rfKRro2rwACK8jThtOw5sFNrpM6rss9DXB9mw6tmnBDT_-Booufo/s1600/school+bus.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><img border="0" height="150" hw="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-MLxbvZH_5ayx7sogfNMmJb5pKy-F-X7wnL6xcKV9ZcrGn3_bYDy6Mr8DZdOUjImN-gomtSRomHFHEdyMfHgXKS1rfKRro2rwACK8jThtOw5sFNrpM6rss9DXB9mw6tmnBDT_-Booufo/s200/school+bus.jpg" width="200" /></span></a><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I was in a super store the other day and the aisles were sectioned off with large blaring signs of "Back To School!" It was July 15th. About three weeks after most schools stopped for summer. I nearly choked on my bottled water. And the panic was palpable as I counted up the weeks I have before getting it all together for high school for both my girls now. Then I realized I have SIX weeks to do this. Plenty of time. Back to school, arghh... but I had to wonder, I'm sure some parents were happy to see the signs, maybe even some children as well. And the aisles were a mess, they'd been thoroughly rifled... It's mid July, folks.</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRZzTkYhkF2gEx2o2E09EtnQ_WlheGLt4iGEQ6mGKhpqDYmuR_UwK8L4dhFAB2asXCFcs70O2vxWKoA4JLHLAr0-RgjpHGI-XdsXq4MmrhFDxcEdaMUYA4gAX1L9JtvjEHLwMDXK50_y0/s1600/caution+children.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><img border="0" height="200" hw="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRZzTkYhkF2gEx2o2E09EtnQ_WlheGLt4iGEQ6mGKhpqDYmuR_UwK8L4dhFAB2asXCFcs70O2vxWKoA4JLHLAr0-RgjpHGI-XdsXq4MmrhFDxcEdaMUYA4gAX1L9JtvjEHLwMDXK50_y0/s200/caution+children.jpg" width="148" /></span></a><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Homeschool is a very different concept in today's society. The idea of having your children with you 24/7 is distasteful to many parents because of our social conditioning, I think. Most of us are trying to get the baby away from us as soon as birth, by following well meaning advice of self comforting rules and the almighty time for yourself as a human being. I think my time to myself is with my children. Granted the occaisional hour or two to read a book or go out with my husband to a movie is nice, but days and weeks to myself, no..., that constitutes neglect. And the self comforting thing really drives me wild. If we were supposed to learn to self comfort ourselves from birth, why did God give us parents? He calls himself the God of all comfort in Corinthians, so don't we as parents, following God's nature, have an obligation to comfort our charges? That's not going to happen by banishing the children to another room or a camp or someone else's house or someone else's school. We've become long distance caretakers.</span></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwcG8gkpf8_sHb5sOlRpjc9BPio17e18aLny8PlCI-e_5f2FC5A0TogDa-qpDfR23I_DXee3kXgSOzVpAS-Ye6Hzq3AiloIXpqDcWnJdUZiGR6v3zTfnZo-mTP-9dWKcw5-rNWcFoDO7M/s1600/homeschool.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><img border="0" height="171" hw="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwcG8gkpf8_sHb5sOlRpjc9BPio17e18aLny8PlCI-e_5f2FC5A0TogDa-qpDfR23I_DXee3kXgSOzVpAS-Ye6Hzq3AiloIXpqDcWnJdUZiGR6v3zTfnZo-mTP-9dWKcw5-rNWcFoDO7M/s200/homeschool.jpg" width="200" /></span></a><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">No, it's not back to school time or that most wonderful time of the year as that funny commercial suggests. That happens for some children in about six weeks but not for mine. Mine are in school all the time because they are engaged in life learning. But in September we pull out the books. My me time is spent with my children, how else will they learn to do what I do. If they aren't learning it from me, they're learning it from someone. They need me and I need them and it's ok to need people, especially those who are your own flesh and blood.</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Our society is weird, I think, and warping at dark speed into a robotic orphan generation. No wonder the child crime stats are up and parents feel hassled, harried and overwhelmed. Who wouldn't with the media constantly telling us we need more time to ourselves and guess what, it's back to school time even though it's six weeks away. That's called gaslighting in some circles. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">photo credits: morguefile.com</span>Paul and Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07183550318738947290noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614972822048291940.post-71108392150847128672010-07-10T17:58:00.000-04:002010-07-10T17:58:02.728-04:00Get down & funky, change is in the air!<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">For a few months now I've been comtemplating a new blog/website. This first one started out late last December as a writing/homeschool/devotional blog. I know some of you prefer reading more about writing while others prefer reading more about the homeschool journey with God. So... what's a writer to do? Twist my arm, why don't ya! ;) By the way, Get Down, Get Funky is a country western line dance, who knew?! Little bit of trivia to brighten up your day. </span><br />
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</tbody></table><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">This post is the official blog announcement of my new blog </span><a href="http://karenmcgrathauthor.blogspot.com/"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Boston daydreaming...</span></a><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> You will notice the name is very similar. When Paul and I chose the title for Boston dreaming..., we had in mind that God reveals things to us in our every day lives because he loves us and wants to communicate with us. Since my writing is naturally an extension of that, I wanted to keep in the same line and keep the branding united. </span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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</tbody></table><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I love C.S. Lewis' answer when someone asked about his writing process. He said he saw a faun in his mind one day and wrote about it on paper. From that we have the Chronicles of Narnia and the world is far richer for it. If I can take dictation half as well as he did, I'll be so thrilled when I stand before the Lord.</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So what does this mean? This blog will continue as is minus the writing tips which will be on the writing blog. We'd like to get some of you homeschooling pros on here for interviews sometime soon. It's human nature to be curious about others, we are social creatures at heart, so please share. Send </span><a href="mailto:morninggloryschool@hotmail.com"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">us</span></a><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> an email if you'd like to participate, or comment on this post. Paul and I will continue blogging here about the highs and lows and political happenings in the homeschool community. We will also continue blogging about Jesus and the myriad ways he makes himself the Hero in our lives.</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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</tbody></table><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">We've added a few things that we think are kind of cool. There is a news feed with information on taglines for homeschool, including HSLDA, which, as you know, is helping that Swedish boy reunite with his parents. There's a </span><a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=346022854609"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Facebook page</span></a><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> for updates on what's going on in the courts if you want to stay connected with that. </span></div><br />
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</tbody></table><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The other thing we've added is a National Geographic vidio gadget at the bottom of this page. Very fun! You'll see at the top, under the Boston photo, there some new pages. The "About Us" will eventually have our contact information. Also we've added a page for my published works and a page for my editorial services. The links page is divided up into categories so you can find things easier. If there's a category you'd like to see, please let us know. </span></div><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">If you'd like to exchange links with us (our link on your page/yours on our page), we're happy to do that. We also have a section for the Dedham Area Homeschool Group's websites. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">That's the scoop, mi amigos! Have a great week! many blessings, Karen :)</span><br />
.Paul and Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07183550318738947290noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614972822048291940.post-1535216180875119022010-07-07T16:42:00.000-04:002010-07-07T16:42:51.357-04:00Testing One, Two, Three, Can You Hear Me?<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I've heard a lot of people talk about writing voice lately and thought I'd throw my two cents in. It's not as complicated as you might think. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I lived in Kentucky for awhile when I was in my twenties, doing missionary work. One day I needed to call the operator to get a local phone number for someone named Chris. I have a Rhode Island accent, more Bostonized now that I've lived here longer than anywhere else. I told the man on the line that I needed the number for Chirs So and So, pronounced Kris. He didn't understand me. So I said it again. No recognition... Finally feeling stranded in another country, I realized it was my accent he didn't get, so I put on my Southern drawl and asked him if he could please give me the number for Kree-iss So and So. Immediately he relaxed, apologized and gave me the number. It was a great lesson in communication for me. He couldn't understand my voice, although he knew for sure that I had one.</span><br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtMYfiq25WQPYbJ1xhr_4jIlZ2Ei4BwCauxPC6tMlejOmWU0BPAwcMRV2yYZGXvQPn0-hLYhYtDwVJVSrFGd9vED9yafgar7JvVxNv0UTTxsdAOoaavqQYq9V90L_9ltWUppqwF9a5-Do/s1600/pa+13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><img border="0" height="320" rw="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtMYfiq25WQPYbJ1xhr_4jIlZ2Ei4BwCauxPC6tMlejOmWU0BPAwcMRV2yYZGXvQPn0-hLYhYtDwVJVSrFGd9vED9yafgar7JvVxNv0UTTxsdAOoaavqQYq9V90L_9ltWUppqwF9a5-Do/s320/pa+13.jpg" width="212" /></span></a><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The next time you are thinking about your writers voice, try inserting the word accent instead. What's your writing accent? If someone had to compare your work with someone else, like one of those soda tasting commercials, would they know it was you if you didn't sign your name? This is what you are aiming for. It's the way you use your grammar unconsciously, the way you describe a mountain or an ocean or a prisoner. </span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">You can't run away from your voice, it follows you wherever you go. When editors or publishers tell you you voice is not developed, they don't mean you can't write well, what we mean is your writing needs more time to evolve from the mechanics of writing to the point where writing becomes the tool used to communicate your writing speak. Keep writing is an old mantra but it's so true. The more you write, the more your voice will spill out onto your pages. Kind of like your home. The more you decorate the more your style evolves. Some people have that Victorian look going on, others are eclectic. Some are minimalists and some aren't. One thing is for certain, none of us is exactly like another. </span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Can you tell a Stephen King novel from Tolkien? Most people will say yes, maily because of the genre. Can you tell King from Poe? If you studied Poe in high school, I bet you can tell the difference. That is voice. The genre, horror, is the same but the writing and description and tones are very different. You can't hide your voice but you can obscure by trying to write like someone else. Give that up quick. You are you and only you can write like you. So let the world hear your voice. If it's an abrupt voice, that's fine. If you tend to be flowery, go ahead. If you don't like your voice, do it anyway and you may find the reason you don't like it is because you've never heard anyone else similar before. That just means your voice is unique. So go for it.</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Testing one, two, three, Ok, your turn to speak on paper. Go for it!</span></div>Paul and Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07183550318738947290noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614972822048291940.post-65152261844279654652010-07-04T19:36:00.000-04:002010-07-04T19:36:46.265-04:00I Pledge Allegiance to the Flag of the United States of America<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIi8BEj35v8EpxH1qsiULft_82-YwjFQXWeOvFAzTE-7juwyhWSQ3AQdc-smBXHq-R6bsYqjWF3SUu7btoPzq224foaY15xNg1MQJZxCuSeCeBsEOT8ktn56gn93ccd89ZiM-3AQzbLCg/s1600/flag+road.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="133" rw="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIi8BEj35v8EpxH1qsiULft_82-YwjFQXWeOvFAzTE-7juwyhWSQ3AQdc-smBXHq-R6bsYqjWF3SUu7btoPzq224foaY15xNg1MQJZxCuSeCeBsEOT8ktn56gn93ccd89ZiM-3AQzbLCg/s200/flag+road.jpg" width="200" /></a>The other day we were driving in Quincy near John Quincy Adam’s house. The streets were lined with American flags in anticipation of today, the 4th of July. Each lamp post had one. The wind was whipping that day and when we stopped at a red light, one of the flags plummeted to the gutter.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">We were pressed for time but Paul pulled over in the dense traffic to pick it up out of the street. He didn’t lay it on the sidewalk or place it on the electrical box nearby which was perhaps the easier thing to do; he wrapped it carefully around its pole and jammed the pole in the ground so it would stand, leaning it against the box. A passerby offered to take it to the bus station but it was fine where we left it, standing. We didn’t get to our appointment on time but I can’t think of a finer reason to be late.</div><br />
There were people stuck at the lights watching us and I happened to notice some were from another country. I wondered what they were thinking as they stared us but I shudder wondering what they may have thought if we’d passed it by. It was inconvenient to stop but we considered it more inconvenient not to. <br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDkjAOPNqsDw7ptiOV-5qoHxEh6Vb9GWfEn8hyphenhyphenTl35F0FD2ddKt0I8CWBtm71Z4Pt7seO7zO8kKuwZHL3g8xtAdVtBlu8svKKv8nPxDaxXmbcr4QPQdUoVWwpGLGETlOpYPxfPrRNm8JQ/s1600/child+with+dad's+uniform.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" rw="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDkjAOPNqsDw7ptiOV-5qoHxEh6Vb9GWfEn8hyphenhyphenTl35F0FD2ddKt0I8CWBtm71Z4Pt7seO7zO8kKuwZHL3g8xtAdVtBlu8svKKv8nPxDaxXmbcr4QPQdUoVWwpGLGETlOpYPxfPrRNm8JQ/s200/child+with+dad's+uniform.jpg" width="150" /></a>When I was a child we pledged allegiance to the flag every morning before school. We hung up our coats and hats and quickly hushed while the principal turned on the PA system. We each placed our hands over our hearts and said the pledge of allegiance facing the American flag that stood next to our teacher’s desk. Not one child failed to do so. It was a social embarrassment if we didn’t, this was, after all, the land we lived in by our parent’s choice. The words sunk into our hearts, this land is blessed by God. As children we realized the flag means something, we are a nation under God, there is liberty here, and justice…our lives became larger than just our own families and we felt a responsibility to carry on in like manner.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyq6JYX7gT65WBmmblgDFOMj_8vPABt8PGSyO906j_a-galr5Y8uH6CPSlzkeg4TsJSyEIT_g1B5Ufir1dwqv2T1EkaZMJvncHgXG5aUdwrGIdmxObJvcVBMSyIxTnzTRddC5DobEWcK4/s1600/colorguard.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" rw="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyq6JYX7gT65WBmmblgDFOMj_8vPABt8PGSyO906j_a-galr5Y8uH6CPSlzkeg4TsJSyEIT_g1B5Ufir1dwqv2T1EkaZMJvncHgXG5aUdwrGIdmxObJvcVBMSyIxTnzTRddC5DobEWcK4/s200/colorguard.jpg" width="200" /></a>When I was a teen I was invited to participate in the Color Guard for the town of Wakefield, RI. I considered it a great honor and practiced marching once a week at the library making sure I was available regardless of my summer plans or school activities. I carried the RI flag in parades all summer long. I wore a navy skirt with a white blouse and a navy hat and white gloves. Those of us in the Color Guard were told it wasn’t an option to drop the flag, unless, of course, we were fainting and in that case we were instructed, not to help, but, to keep the flag off the ground so that it wouldn’t get trampled. Our instructor watched over the fallen.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div>Of course there are some people who live here who do not understand this and will wonder why it matters, it’s just a piece of colored fabric but it’s the significance. The flag is our standard of faith for our country, our symbol of freedom. If the flag is flying we are a free nation. If the flag falls, we give our lives to save it and our country. God watches over our fallen. I cannot fathom children not learning patriotism. I suppose if I lived in a country I disagreed with, I certainly wouldn’t pledge but then I’d move. Why stay in a land you don’t agree with? No one is forced to live here because it’s America. <br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLHQl0agb8LeRGbuPnP9lS0a7TTwsA3GE2onCo6GdN8Gr3RdYfXnGzHa7tf0gr_yj2WdpC7_vlQdAFIZj3NbFR97BJ4zn15hV9XP_Jv0UfrwZQUTT1xh5BEcidxJWWoWaoP0Zq6EyJ7Dg/s1600/soldier+with+flag.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="133" rw="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLHQl0agb8LeRGbuPnP9lS0a7TTwsA3GE2onCo6GdN8Gr3RdYfXnGzHa7tf0gr_yj2WdpC7_vlQdAFIZj3NbFR97BJ4zn15hV9XP_Jv0UfrwZQUTT1xh5BEcidxJWWoWaoP0Zq6EyJ7Dg/s200/soldier+with+flag.jpg" width="200" /></a>Today, I had an overwhelming urge to get some coffee while picking up burgers for the grill. I ran to a local Dunkin Donuts and a man yelled to me about my hat, he wanted to know if I could see anything with it on. I laughed and told him sometimes, and then he laughed. He said he hasn’t seen a hat like mine since the rice patties in Vietnam, to which I asked if he’s a Vet and he replied “Yes, ma’am.” I said, “Thank you for serving.” His jaw dropped open and easily twenty years fell away from his face as he relaxed and his blue eyes shined. He wanted to know where I’m from. He said not many people around here thank him for serving. </div><br />
<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBfyvFqs4WIVE2O1l3CRIeeLdp0mncvklEZ57oaO4eaGHpQ9GVFSMJScemtqTiD2bXKniYkxhS-uklXgs8lu6nqbamHRy6sTA2TeKp1A0j9dW47j700CYIVsEeH_P0oTloSNtrQrHaHb8/s1600/memorial.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" rw="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBfyvFqs4WIVE2O1l3CRIeeLdp0mncvklEZ57oaO4eaGHpQ9GVFSMJScemtqTiD2bXKniYkxhS-uklXgs8lu6nqbamHRy6sTA2TeKp1A0j9dW47j700CYIVsEeH_P0oTloSNtrQrHaHb8/s200/memorial.jpg" width="135" /></a>So let this Bostonian now say that if you’re a relative of John Quincy Adams, any of our founding fathers, or a member of our Armed Forces or a relative to one, thank you for serving. Thank you for standing up for American ideals that allow non-Americans to flourish here as well. Thank you for guarding my freedom and my children’s freedom with your lives. Thank you for teaching us by your stand that this 4th of July day is so important that you’d risk everything for it. I hear you.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Freedom of worship is the single most important social issue to me as a believer. That means I will also fight for others to worship as they choose. It just never seems to be an issue if someone wants to believe in something other than Christianity, why is that? The god of this world doesn't seem to mind worship of anything else... Thank God this world is not our home.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Two years ago the girls had a concert with the Boston Children's Chorus in a church where the congregation was encouraged to worship in the style they chose. I knew they frowned on certain denominations but it was their motto. As the children were singing a beautiful song in Hebrew, I was so inspired to raise my hands in worship. It was not a Jewish congregation, by the way. We are Christians who have learned we are Jewish but that’s another post. As a guest, I didn't want to offend, but I quickly remembered they encouraged freedom of worship. As I stood and held up my hands in silent praise to the Lord, a wave of whispering swept behind me. I had to fight the peer pressure I felt and realized how strong that can be. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">We live in these United States; this is still a free country regardless of her many enemies within and without. If I enter a building here, I am not changing allegiance to my country or my God. Of course, I will abide by the rules of my hosts, but if those rules offend me, I don’t have to visit.</span><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Every man is a father at some time in his life, whether it's for his own children, someone else's children or mentoring someone fortunate enough to receive his care. </span></div><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Greetings, everyone! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">How do you like the new banner? Elizabeth made this using Photoshop. I think it came out great, thanks, Bean! When we get the cover art in, she'll make more.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">In two weeks I'm writing a character piece for my publisher's </span><a href="http://museituppublishing.blogspot.com/"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">blog</span></a><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">. The character will make an "appearance" and you can ask her/him questions in the comments section if you like at that time. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Primordial Sun, the Heart of the Amazon is a paranormal romantic mystery. Kylie Watson is a twenty-something lawyer living in Boston when her missionary parents are killed in an unexpected plane crash. Realizing she's altogether too emotionally dependent on her childhood pals, she returns by herself to the land she rejected as a teen in order to mourn. In Brazil she's caught up in a whirlwind of family secrets, church corruption and international espionage. Will she break through her self-delusion in time to prevent disaster and save lives? Does she want the truth, or something she can live with?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I'm taking votes on which character will visit the blog on June 29th. Here are your choices:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Matthew - Kylie's handsome new colleague who's just a little too rude most of the time.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Please post a comment, send me an email or leave a note on Facebook for your choice by the end of the week. I'll announce who our blog visitor will be on Friday.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Thanks everyone, have a great week! </span>Paul and Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07183550318738947290noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614972822048291940.post-55636310952504863332010-06-05T11:16:00.000-04:002010-06-05T11:16:40.104-04:00Dr. Patrick Heron, author of The Return of the Antichrist - Part Two of interview<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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Hi everyone, this is Part Two of the interview with Dr. Patrick Heron. Links for Patrick are below with his email. Please feel free to post questions here for everyone else to read as well. Patrick will stop in and answer them this weekend. Thanks for joining us! Enjoy!<br />
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ksm: It’s interesting that you mentioned in the last answer that we are being desensitized to abnormal beings by different media in preparation for the End Times. There are many books like Rick Riordan’s Percy Jackson series and the Harry Potter series that have made sizeable impact in bookstores and movie theaters specifically targeted to youth. Did you anticipate this and do you think they are written from fact or purely coincidental?<br />
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Patrick: It is not surprising that there are books becoming popular which provide half-truths and are designed to muddy the water and confuse people so that they cannot separate truth from error. Look at the Twilight books and movies and how successful they are with young readers. Vampire movies and TV programs portray evil as being good and good as evil and seem to be making vampirism mainstream. In the days of Noah, we are told by Enoch that they drank human blood. So it is again coming full-circle. <br />
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Patrick: I don’t know if there is anything to prepare for. No point in packing bags. We won’t be taking our belongings and possessions with us. I guess we just wait patiently for the Lord from heaven and do our bit to fulfill our potential in the meantime. We all have our part to play so just get busy doing it. I can’t do your job and you can’t do mine. So use the talent God gave you as you will have to account for it very soon. All one needs to do is ask for a ‘door of utterance’ to speak the word to someone. Then you will find yourself chatting before you know it. It works for me all the time. And it is great to have a book you can give to someone knowing that the Word therein might cause them to become a believer. So you cast your bread upon the waters, and the Word never comes back void. Anyone can do this. Try it.<br />
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Patrick: Long story short, you cannot give the flu to someone else unless you have it. I want folks to read this material first. Then when you see what’s about to unfold, you will share it with others because you will want to save them from the horrendous events that will pertain in the near coming Apocalypse. I believe my books make this stuff real and as a result you cannot but want to warn others about it. We can save as many as possible before the gathering together of the Church, but then there are those believers who will come to Christ during the Tribulation. I want my writings to be a legacy for those who are left behind. In my recent eBook, I point out the terrible torture and harm and death and bloodshed that will be visited on those Christians because of their faith and refusal to bow the knee to the governments in those days. There will be weeping and gnashing of teeth. I want to save people now while there is still time and I want to leave some hope for those who are to come after. This is the parable of the Ten Virgins. Five wise and five foolish. The Church of the Body represents the wise virgins. Those who come to God and Christ during the Tribulation are the unwise. It’s in the book.<br />
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ksm: Two questions that came in from our readers are, “What’s your take on the apostasy of 2 Thessalonians 2:3 and the translation of the word ‘apostasy’”.<br />
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Patrick: Glad you asked me that. I have quite an in depth chapter on precisely this in The Return of the Antichrist. This word, apostasia, is translated “depart” in the first two Bibles translated into English. This is absolutely correct. The man of sin cannot be revealed until there is first a “departure”. This is speaking of the gathering together of the saints or what you Americans call, the Rapture. We must go before the Tribulation begins. This is why Paul told us three different times that we are ‘saved from the coming wrath.’ Jesus said the same in John 14:1-4. We are the light of the world. When the light is departed, then the darkness will emerge. We are the five wise virgins. When we enter into the marriage feast with the bridegroom, then the door is shut. But the chapter I have on this nails it big-time.<br />
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ksm: We had an email conversation a few years ago when you told me you were preparing to release an eBook, The Return of the Antichrist. At the time eBooks were considered experimental. Now, of course, there are whole companies designed around them. You are used to being a pioneer. Are you considering putting all of your books into eBook format? And if so, when will they be available?<br />
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Patrick: Well the eBook has sold quite well over the past year. About 3,000 folks downloaded it and I presume they would email it to others as well. I have no plans to put my other books out as eBooks but maybe that is something I should consider. I have had the book downloaded in countries such as Saudi Arabia, Kirgizstan, Singapore, Bangkok, Jamaica, Norway, Sweden, Korea, Australia, New Zealand, the UK, several countries in Africa, Guam etc. It is amazing how the internet has helped get the Word out. But now I think I would like to publish the eBook properly as many folks have requested it. A few people, three I believe, wrote me and said they cried while reading the eBook. Some for joy and some for gladness that we will not suffer the wrath. <br />
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You: No. I run a business, too, to pay the bills although it is shrinking by the week. I am an optical cleansing technician by trade. In layman’s terms that is a window-washer! Well, I own a small window cleaning company. I have a couple of lads doing the work. But it has been a great business for me and my family and we own our house, which is a nice big one on its own land, and we have a cottage up a hill overlooking the Atlantic, on the west coast of Ireland. So God has provided for us amazingly as we returned to Dublin 25 years ago with no job, no money, no arse in my pants, a new baby and an old car that was being paid for on the ‘never, never.’ It is by the grace and mercy of God that we have prospered. For we have fallen by the way-side many times and led lives that were unworthy of being called Christian. But we have a forgiving Father and a big brother who paid for our sins. This is why I am so thankful.<br />
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ksm: Are you working on any new projects? Can you give us a short preview?<br />
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Patrick: I have recently read through the Gospels and I am extracting various verses and sections to sort of summarize them for a few folks I know who are seriously ill. I want to give them the Word to read in a shortened version that will help build their faith and perhaps help them get healed. It may also bring them to salvation as they are not yet Christians. I also need to go over my eBook and add some more material and prepare it for publishing. That’s what I am working at presently. I also did a 29 minute teaching to camera on the Return of the Antichrist which should be uploaded to YouTube by the time you receive this. So check it out and let me know what you think and forward it on to others if you feel so inclined.<br />
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ksm: Thank you, Patrick, that’s awesome. Are there related subjects you can suggest for individual study?<br />
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Patrick: There are a number of authors who write about the Nephilim. But most of them get into speculation regarding aliens in Roswell and tunnels under Colorado where the aliens are kept, or conspiracy theories regarding the government and their covert cooperation with satanic influences etc. But I am a meat and potatoes kind of person. Unless I can read something line by line in the Bible that makes perfect sense, then I am not that interested. I feel the most exciting truths are all in Scripture. And I try to keep my nose in there to see what secrets we might winkle out with the help of God. Chuck Missler is a great scholar who seems to stick to Scripture and he comes up with great studies and insights. Other than that I don’t know. There is a YouTube of me doing a talk in Nevada a couple of years back called The Return of the Nephilim. It has about 50 or so color power-point pictures and some video clips. It is pretty good and quite funny although some folks might think my jokes are a bit rude. But I’m Irish so you have to expect that. At least that’s my excuse.<br />
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ksm: LOL! How can fans find, follow and friend you? <br />
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Patrick: I spend too much time on the computer. So if I get into Facebook and Twitter, I will never see my family again. My website is quite basic and another man has kindly put up a <a href="http://www.patrickheron.ning.com/">page</a> which is very good and has various interviews I did including the Nevada talk. Perhaps I should have a Facebook page, but I am a dinosaur on the pc and wrote my first three books longhand with pen and paper, even though we had two computers in the house. My girls still slag me about this as they were always trying to get me to use the technology. But it’s hard to put new wine into old bottles I guess!<br />
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ksm: Thanks, so much for visiting us and giving us such an in-depth look at your work. This has been an eye-opener. We appreciate your time and your research.<br />
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Patrick: Thanks a million Karen. I hope this blesses anyone who reads it.<br />
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<a href="http://www.patrickheron.spruz.com/">Patrick Heron's Website</a><br />
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<a href="mailto:info@nephilimapocalypse.com">Dr. Heron's email</a><br />
<a href="http://www.neph.ie/">The Return of the Antichrist</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tbsr5-8q7RM&feature=channe">YouTube of Dr. Heron on the Return of the Antichrist</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VUw_xp6vF5I">YouTube of Dr. Heron on the Return of the Nephilim</a>Paul and Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07183550318738947290noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614972822048291940.post-77886625560118466622010-06-04T09:31:00.000-04:002010-06-04T09:31:38.141-04:00Dr. Patrick Heron, author of The Return of the Antichrist - Part One of interview<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJX3R5B97DXgYXSgjobKgZwvKsoYTxhu7epgvJ3_2ivwHeGGoio4t8AURONu6QrwncSe5weNj5NOiyDNnO0LyW6CTqddlyt8t_sosVNHdmILYyyy0cOyTT9deHazM1A6fkA4gdLy736lo/s1600/Patrick+Heron.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" gu="true" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJX3R5B97DXgYXSgjobKgZwvKsoYTxhu7epgvJ3_2ivwHeGGoio4t8AURONu6QrwncSe5weNj5NOiyDNnO0LyW6CTqddlyt8t_sosVNHdmILYyyy0cOyTT9deHazM1A6fkA4gdLy736lo/s200/Patrick+Heron.jpg" width="158" /></a></div>Dr. Patrick Heron was born in Dublin in 1952. When he was 24 years old, he had a "Saul on the road to Damascus" type of epiphany while reading the Bible. Thus began his Christian walk. He became interested in Bible prophecy concerning the end times around 1996.<br />
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In 1997 his first book, <em>Apocalypse Soon</em>, was published and became a bestseller in Ireland. It entered the Irish bestsellers list after an interview with Gareth O'Callaghan, on RTE radio, who said he "read it in one sitting and was gripped." Another book, <em>The Apocalypse Generation</em>, was also a success.<br />
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There has recently been amazing interest in <em>The Nephilim and the Pyramid of the Apocalypse</em>, which Patrick believes is the first book ever proving who built the pyramids and why.<br />
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Patrick has a B.Sc. and M.A. in Business Studies from Trinity College, Dublin. He also holds a degree in Theology and recently received an Honorary Doctorate in Christian Literature from the California Pacific School of Theology, Glendale, California, as a result of the research done in his book, <em>The Nephilim and the Pyramid of the Apocalypse</em> (Kensington Publishing).<br />
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Dr. Heron is the Executive Producer of a TV special entitled <em>Apocalypse and the End Times</em> which is a Grizzly Adams production. This has been shown all over the United States and is currently available on DVD in stores nationwide.<br />
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Patrick owns and runs his own company in Dublin, Ireland, where he lives with his family. He is not associated with any particular church or denomination.<br />
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ksm: I have the great pleasure to welcome Dr. Patrick Heron here on Boston dreaming. Patrick is making waves across the US and Europe with his work on the Nephilim and what role they will play in the near future. Patrick, thank you for visiting us today, we are delighted to have the opportunity to chat with you for a bit. It’s a blessing to have you here. Our readers are excited to learn more about you and your work.<br />
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Patrick: Thank you for inviting me, Karen. The pleasure is all mine.<br />
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ksm: Please tell me a little about your first book and subsequent works.<br />
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Patrick: For the first 20 years of being a Christian, I knew little of End Times prophecy. I was told that it was not addressed to me. Of course, this is rubbish. Read the first verse in Revelation to see who it is intended for. <br />
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“The revelation of Jesus Christ which God gave unto him to show unto his servants things which must shortly come to pass and he sent and signified it by an angel unto his servant, John.” There are five different personages here; Jesus, God, servants, an angel and John. So Revelation is for his servants. If you are not one of them, then I guess it is not addressed to you. Revelation is the only book in the Bible where we are told that we are blessed if we read it and blessed if we hear it. So if you want to receive blessings from your Father, get reading and get hearing!<br />
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I got very excited when I read some books on prophecy. I wanted to make the information available to the ‘man-in-the-street’ as it were, so I wrote a short, snappy account of the prophecies and the signs that would precede them.<br />
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I managed to get on national radio in Ireland and the host said he “read the book in one sitting and was gripped”. The book went into the bestsellers after this. It was called <em>Apocalypse Soon</em>. A year later I wrote a longer version called <em>The Apocalypse Generation</em>. It did not do as well as they would not let me back on the radio. A couple of years later I started to research and write my third book entitled, <em>The Nephilim and the Pyramid of the Apocalypse</em>. Again I was not allowed on national radio here. After trying every trick in the book and knocking on many doors to try to get back on, I said to my wife; “If I was a one-legged, humped-backed transsexual drug-pushing pedophile murderer, I would have no problem getting on radio. But a Christian? No way. Too controversial.”<br />
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In 2005 I self-published this book in the States and then got invited on to Coast to Coast AM with Art Bell for a three hour interview. This is the biggest late night show in the world with about 7 million listeners and goes out from LA. The book shot to number one best-seller in the prophecy section of Amazon Books the next day and stayed there for almost two years. It sold over four thousand books in the week after that interview. It has continued to sell well and is a seminal work on the Nephilim or fallen angels, and on the mysteries of who built the Giza Pyramids and other ancient monuments around the world. A few folks have written and told me it is the best book they ever read and many non believers have come to salvation through the Word in this book. I am very proud of it and blessed that the Lord would allow me, a sinner, to write such a book.<br />
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ksm: That is quite a testimony. I have never read a book that has made such a profound change on my point of view. How did the concept for your writing come about?<br />
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Patrick: I visited many ancient sites and temples in Turkey and Greece while on holidays with my wife and three girls. I was interested in ancient buildings such as the pyramids of Giza and Mexico, the giant heads in Easter Island and the amazing temple of Ankhor Wat in Cambodia etc. I knew that these were not built by primitive humans using primitive tools. Indeed, architects and engineers today admit that, even with all the machines and technology we possess, we could not replicate the Great Pyramid. So I knew there was something else going on. <br />
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I also knew a little about the Nephilim of Genesis 6 from E.W. Bullinger’s Companion Bible. Also, I knew there was a huge appetite for information on these mysteries in the secular market (Fingerprints of the Gods sold 5.5 million copies and the author had no idea who built the pyramids). So I wanted to use the first half of The Nephilim to draw readers in talking about these ancient mysteries and who may have been behind them. Then in the second half I go into the Apocalypse and the End Times signs. Having frightened the life out of the reader with the horrific events that are to unfold, I then present the reader with the opportunity to avoid the coming wrath by gaining salvation through Jesus Christ. So many, I believe, have come to the Lord through this book. In fact, all my books are designed to lead folks to salvation. That is the whole motivation for my work. If we are not bringing people to the Lord, then what are we here for?<br />
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ksm: I want to mention that the <a href="http://www.millenniumweekend.org/Pages/Home.html">Millenium Board</a> is a specific forum that watches for End Times prophecies manifesting in the world. Some of these questions come from the good folks there. One of our readers wants to know how you see End Times topics affecting a Christian in his day to day walk with the Lord?<br />
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Patrick: It gets you to realize that the time is short and that very soon you will be looking Jesus in the eye and have to give an account of yourself. If you knew Jesus was coming to your house tomorrow at three for a visit, I reckon you would clean up your house, cut the grass and make the place ship-shape. The same applies to End Times studies. It gets you on-the-ball and hot for God. Besides that, it is really exciting material. The Book of Revelation still has many mysteries waiting to be unveiled. The information is chilling. It is our joy to be able to present this to folks who have ears to hear, and help save them from the wrath to come.<br />
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Also, it is pushing an open door to speak to secular people on this topic as many realize that the world is on a slippery slope. They can sense the straws in the wind from observing the news on TV and what is developing around the world. So having a knowledge of prophecy provides the answers to be able to share with those who are looking for hope. You will never be stuck for something to talk about with strangers as events in the world provide us with lots to discuss in terms of what’s coming down the tracks. Ordinary people are very scared and fearful of the future. There are no more absolutes any more. They fear for their children and how they might provide for them and if there will be any jobs and money going forward. So people are ready to listen and when you can show that all these things are written in the Word as signs of the coming Apocalypse, you have a captive audience. The harvest truly is plenteous, but the laborers are few.<br />
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ksm: Most people think that research is dry and dull. Did you feel this way in your initial research for this subject?<br />
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Patrick: Quite the opposite. It is rich and full and exhilarating and very few Christians are taught much about it. I think Revelation is the most exciting book in the Bible. And trying to unmask the secrets of Daniel and match these with those of the Apocalypse is a challenge which is very rewarding. We still don’t know what the mark of the beast is. And the only way we will get to understand these mysteries is if the Lord unveils them and reveals them to us. You cannot find them out by your intelligence. One must remain humble and ask and seek and knock. Then it is up to the Lord to open our eyes in His own time. It is because we are now in the Last Days that these secrets are being revealed as was prophesied in Daniel 12:8,9. Many of the topics in my books are quite novel. At least I never read them in any other book. So I am amazed that Jesus would grant me the honor to pass on this information as I am a wretch who is perhaps too fond of his Guinness! For instance, no one has ever before made the connection between the Great Pyramid of Giza and the coming city of God, the New Jerusalem. This is also prophesied in Isaiah 19:19, 20. But my book is the first ever to connect these dots and to show who built the pyramids and why.<br />
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ksm: That is extremely interesting! How has writing about the Nephilim affected you?<br />
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Patrick: Well all of the above I suppose. But something I have seen recently, and which motivated me to write my fourth book, <em>The Return of the Antichrist</em>, is that these guys are coming back to earth in great numbers. This has become very clear to me. One of the truths Jesus told us regarding the End Times was, ‘As it was in the days of Noah, so shall it be’. Well the main thing that occurred in the days of Noah was the manifestation of the fallen angels on the earth, in the sight of man, in those bygone days. ‘As it was, so shall it be.’<br />
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The fallen angels from the time of the Flood are to be released into the earth again according to Revelation. 9. About the same time the rest of the rebel evil angels, along with Satan, will get the boot out of heaven where they still reside. You can read this in chapter 12 of Revelation. I am of the firm belief that these myriads of fallen angels will manifest on earth in the near future in full view of mankind. I even state in my eBook what two cities they will mostly infest. This information is provided in Revelation. This is why there is such proliferation of supernatural/spiritual/mystical/magical etc., movies and TV programs and books in our faces on a daily basis. The world is being conditioned and brain-washed in preparation for the manifestation of the fallen sons of God on this earth again. Look at the movies running at present in the theatres. They are mostly mystical and spiritual involving aliens, angels, extraterrestrials etc., etc. The Devil is preparing the masses for the coming invasion of these evil beings who will be led by the man John the Revelator calls, the beast who ascends out of the Abyss having seven heads and ten horns. I lay all this out in my eBook line by line. You will be amazed by the references to the USA in Revelation 17 and 18 also. It’s pretty radical material. Bottom line is; these guys are going to appear on earth in full view of the human race. The time is at hand.<br />
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This is the end of Part One. Part Two will post tomorrow morning. Please post any questions in the comment section here. Keep in mind that Patrick is on Dublin time which is five hours ahead of us on the east coast in the US. He may not get to them right away but he will check sometime this weekend. Here are some additional links:<br />
<a href="http://www.patrickheron.spruz.com/">Patrick Heron's Website</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.neph.ie/">The Return of the Antichrist, by Patrick Heron</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tbsr5-8q7RM&feature=channe">YouTube of Dr. Heron talking about The Return of the Antichrist</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VUw_xp6vF5I">YouTube of Dr. Heron talking about The Return of the Nephilim</a><br />
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Part Two of the interview tomorrow!Paul and Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07183550318738947290noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2614972822048291940.post-3880372140986378802010-06-01T15:00:00.000-04:002010-06-01T15:00:19.863-04:00Clinginess is Underrated<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br />
Hi everyone, Before I get to the post today, I want to let you know that this Friday <a href="http://nephilimapocalypse.com/default.asp">Dr. Patrick Heron</a> will visit this blog all the way from Dublin, Ireland. Dr. Heron is a friend of ours who has written several best-sellers which are the talk of the town throughout Europe and quickly spreading here in the US. His topic is end times, eschatology. Please stop in on Friday. Patrick will check the comments for questions so if you have anything you want to ask him, hop on board. <br />
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This morning as I drove through Blue Hills, I feasted on the beautiful colors of the forest and enjoyed the quietness. I love to pray on that stretch of road. Sometimes it’s busy but not today. The fog wisped through the trees and birds chirped loudly, one flew right in front of me. This is not Eden, folks, yet God in his infinite wisdom and foresight has given us much on this great earth to supply our needs, oxygen, food, and water. <br />
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As I thanked him for these things I realized I’m so clingy.<br />
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I’m grateful for all He’s provided here but I want more. I’m needy. I have to talk to him and I want him to talk back. Isn’t communication systemic to relationship? It doesn’t have to be verbal, although that seems primary to us as humans at times. So I asked God to forgive me. While others are content with his provision, I’d rather have him. I reminded him I’ve always been intense and rather high maintenance. I want to know him, I don’t care what people say about him good or bad, He’s the one for me.<br />
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So I laid out the week ahead, giving it all to him. I included some repentance, which is not the same as asking forgiveness. Repentance is another post altogether. I lived without it for so long that when I finally got it I was shocked it’s not being taught on every street corner. And it’s been given a black eye by just about every church I’ve been in, no wonder people don’t talk about it much. Perhaps I’ll post on that next week. But for today I’m clingy. So I told God, yes, here I am walking on this crowded earth and I need my Daddy’s little finger to get through. The provision is nice but without him it’s meaningless to me. <br />
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I drove down the last quiet stretch where it’s still forest and some houses thinking I had to pay attention since I’d soon be surrounded by more cars, radios blaring, people jumping red lights, you know the drill. I had to change lanes ahead coming up on the intersection where city life begins to blast. My window was open just a tad so the noise wouldn’t be too annoying so early in the morning and it was a little cool out. I will admit I had the heat on, I wimp out at 63 degrees or so; pitiful, I know. I looked in the rear view noticing a few cars behind me. I checked my left side mirror, all clear. I put on my left blinker and began to ease on over. <br />
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The loud roar was more in my ear than out of it, almost like a bee had gotten in there but not a buzzing sound, just a loud roar and my ear vibrated. <br />
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Without looking, I moved back into my lane. I checked the side mirror and there was nothing. Seconds later along came a small car up on my left side. He was in my blind spot, I never saw him till he was close to my elbow. I slowed to let him pass and pulled into the left lane behind him. Then it dawned on me. It’s hard to hear a little car that doesn’t have muffler problems. It’s hard to hear through glass.<br />
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I smiled to heaven thanking God for rescuing me yet again. <br />
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I don’t know how others do it. I’m just too needy I suppose. I have to have him, I have to hear him, I have to see his little miracles throughout my day, I have to know he’s there and if I think he’s not, I drop everything and go looking for him. It’s not that I don’t believe the scriptures, I do, absolutely. I love his notes, but I love having coffee with him more. Many people read the book and that’s enough for them. Some read the book and think that’s all there is, that all the things he did back then is all he’ll ever do. That’s sad to me. Perhaps that insulates them from their fear of rejection, I’m not sure. But I do know this, I want to have breakfast lunch and dinner with my Dad and if I can fit in some more time and tea, too, all the better. <br />
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It’s ok to be clingy. I think he likes that, his little finger is always there whenever I reach up. <br />
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