*laughs* I said that I wasn't going to visit the internet today, but I am here. DH is outside, working on our little red car. DD tired herself out so much that after I gave her a bath, she wanted to watch her ABC video, and ended up falling asleep. I tried to wake her up, but she's having none of that. lol Oh well, it's Friday. It's no big deal.

So, since I have some time to myself, I figured that I would write about my day before everyone comes in or wakes up. It has definitely been interesting. I started out with a list of things that I wanted to do, and I'm not sure if I actually accomplished any of them. However, I did have a very good day. It HAD to have been a very good day, because I feel like smiling, and I'm so exhausted that I need to type to keep from falling asleep. *chuckles*

My day started late today, just because. *nods* That is one good thing about having an independent only-child, that mornings are usually pretty easy. This morning, I just laid there in bed, enjoying the way that the sunshined bathed the bedroom. I was awake, and content to just lay there and soak it all up. If there is ever a time when I am most apt to be the most content, it is during those first few minutes when I am thinking about coming out of my cocoon of blankets. This morning, DD and the dog both wiggled under the blankets, and we all laid there with the coverlet over our heads. I know, we're weird. Then DD ran off to watch cartoons, and the dog and I gave each other lazy looks and just snuggled deeper into the pillows. *chuckles*

For a short time this morning, I grabbed a book and read in the comfort of my PJs. I decided on "Making Your Home a Haven-Strategies for the Domestically Challenged" by Cyndy Salzmann. (FYI- This book can be purchased through our Choosing Home store) I was really impressed with what I read this morning. I love how the initial focus isn't on decluttering and efficient ways to shovel the garbage out of the house. It really impressed me that the beginning of the book is dedicated to getting ladies back to the Lord, and places such an emphasis on making time for prayer. So, in prime fashion, I set the book down and decided to talk with God for a while. It might make it difficult to finish the book if I keep doing that, but I say that it is an awesomely good trade. *laughs* While I was praying, DD came in and asked me what I was doing. When I told her that I was praying, she said that she wanted to pray too. So, she climbed up in bed with me, and we took turns praying. She's still getting the hang of things, thinking that she is going far out on a limb when she says "Thank you God, for this sandwich" instead of "Thank you God, for this food". *chuckles* She's a good girl. :o )

After prayers, I began putzing around in the kitchen. I took out the garbage, and when I took the bag out, I just decided to sweep the driveway. I know. It sounds weird. That's how work happens with me though. I made my way back into the house and helped DD get dressed in clothes that actually went alright together, and then I noticed that the neighbor boys were out. So, I sent DD out to play with them, and I went to fetch Skippy. I tied the dog on a long leash (actually a lunge line) in the front yard, and the kids just had a ball playing with him. They whipped frisbees at him and played tug-o-war. It was a good time. When the boys went home for a while, I put a padlock on our back gate, and let DD play in the yard for a bit. I worked in the kitchen, washing dishes, scrubbing counters, etc. She thought she had some freedom, but she didn't realize that I was watching her out the kitchen window all of the time. *laughs* But, she had fun playing in her plastic play house.

After I had the kitchen clean, I went to the door to wave out the neighbor boys and their mom, all on their bikes. The mom told me that there was a yard sale the next street over, so I grabbed my shoes, and DD and I walked over to the yard sale. I didn't have much money, but I did get some things. I bought DD an 'Dora the Explorer' set with a "dream pillow, journal, and pen" that was brand new in the packaging, for $2. I was able to find pretty burner covers for my stove for $0.75/package of 2. I also bought DD a children's craft book and a package of stickers, and a dry erase board for myself, all for $2.10. So, we had a nice time "shopping" for less than $6. On our way back home, we saw the nice older lady that we had stopped to talk to on the way out. She was pulling up to the garage sale in her vehicle. It was cute. :o )

After we got home, DD sat at her little picnic table and used her new pen to draw on an activity page while I putzed around with more housework. I was really going to town, and I managed to clean places of my house that haven't been cleaned since we moved in. Hey now, it's only been since December. *laughs* The neighbor boys came back home and invited DD over to play,so after checking with their mom, I let her go over there for an hour. Oh blessedness. It was quiet. wow. So, I hurried and scrubbed the bathroom until I realized that I was cleaning the caulk right off of the toilet base/floor. Ooops. *laughs* I'll have to have DH fix that some time. I am really funny about scrubbing the bathroom. I can't help it if dumb dirt and icky things want to get into the edge of the caulk. It still needs to be clean. He'll just have to run new caulk in a couple months or so. lol

I was sitting on the porch, enjoying some iced water when DD came walking home. Apparently she had pushed the little neighbor girl down, and the mom had told her that she needed to be good and not push people. DD is so shy and funny that she thought that meant that she had to go home. So, she had just told me that the mom told her to go home for pushing. I made her put her shoes back on though, and I marched her over there to apologize. She said that she was sorry, and that she was worried that her friends didn't like her any more. The mom said that things were fine, and that she didn't understand why DD went home. So, we talked for a minute about some of the learning that DD has to do, when it comes to relating to other children and such. I feel like the crazy mom, begging people to like my kid and be her friend. *laughs* Really though, she was just being a child, and she wasn't in trouble. She just doesn't know how to take a mild reprimand from someone other than me. She thought that they wouldn't like her anymore. Poor kid.

After that little episode, it was time to come in and figure out dinner. I ran a bath and scrubbed DD until she was pink again. *laughs* She knows how to get dirty. I put her in some comfy clothes, and then she basically put herself to bed. She's funny. DH and I had dinner together, and we talked about our finances because we had a miscommunication yesterday. He went over into my bill paying territory, and we both paid the car insurance. Oops. That can be a problem when they don't want to refund one of the payments. Car insurance isn't cheap where we live. So, we have that talk every once in a while, "This is YOUR job, and this is MINE." *laughs* We can't afford both of us being the money manager. Heeheehee.... 

So, it is quiet, all except for Wheel of Fortune on in the other room. I guess the rats get to watch tv. lol Oh, speaking of the ratties, they are so much easier to hold now! *laughs* They have such ravenous appetites that they have porked out big time. It is so much easier to fish them out of the cage when they are round. I think that it helps that they have calmed down a whole lot and that they like being rubbed behind their ears. You should have seen me trying to stick both of them in one of DD's little shoe boxes yesterday though. *chuckles* Every time that I tried to put the lid on, one would try to escape. When I was busy with one, the other was sneaking out the other side of the box. It was comical. But, at least their cage is fresh, and I put their hammock back in there for them. They outgrew the house I had gotten them, those round rodents. lol

I think that I am going to go and see about plugging in the sewing machine, so I can work on DD's dress a little today. It is a really simple pattern though, so I might have it done in a short amount of time. I'm still wondering how I get the flower trim on though. *scratches head* They are multi-colored daisies, connected together by one petal on each side. Do I just sew right through the middle of them?? I'm not sure. I don't want to mess it up, but I don't want them to fall off or anything either. I need my grandma. She would know what to do. Maybe I will borrow DH's cell phone and call down to Florida to ask her. lol

.....wanders off...........

Yup, I'm calling in sick tomorrow. I won't be here. I know, you are just so sad. *laughs* However, I do plan on enjoying a whole slew of things as I get myself out of the house and spend some uninterrupted time with my daughter, and spare a little for the housework.

Here are some of the things that we are going to do tomorrow.....

• wake up early
• enjoy hot bowls of mama's oatmeal
• pack "hiking" bags
• go for a long walk
• play at the park
• have a picnic
• read a good book
• walk to the market and buy fruit (ok, and a fake juice bottle aka-sugar water)
• take a fun bubble bath so DD and I can splash each other with suds
• begin sewing DD's new dress
• practice storytelling, using a bible story
• make dinner together

See? I have a full day. I don't have time for the internet. :o ) 

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Oh, before I go, I wanted to share the letter that I got from my sponsored child in Africa! The translation goes:

Your child [---------] is glad to write to you. He thanks you for having accepted to become his sponsor. He is being taken care of by his grandmother because his parents passed away. He prefers eating irish potatoes and beans. It's now time for exams on 16th March 2005. It's end of 1st term exams. He is in P-2. He requests you to pray for him such that he may perform well in school. He prays for you that you may have nice Easter. He wishes you God's blessings. Read Psalm 20:4-5

Then, on the back of the paper, there is the most adorable drawing. I have to tell you, every time that I look at it, I start to tear up and my eyes try to leak. My friend drew me pictures of flowers, a bean, an irish potato, and a car.

I can't even begin to express how happy I am to hear from this little boy. I have been waiting for his letter for quite some time now, worrying that maybe he didn't get my letter. I was worried that he might think I had forgotten him, or that I didn't care enough to write. So, it is good to hear from him, and to know what a beautiful heart he has. When I send my letter, I will draw him pictures also, and hopefully they will make him just as happy as his pictures have made me. :o )

Oooo... I slept in a bit, but not as much as DD, the poor thing. She is still sleeing, and it is almost 10:30am. We had a rough night though.

Yesterday was nice, especially since I was in a funk and really grumpy. DH has been pulling some long hours at work, but has been less than stellar with keeping me informed. It really stinks to be waiting on someone and trying to put together dinner, only to have them come in the door at 11pm. Yeah, I was grumpy. I don't think that I would have been quite so grumpy if I were well rested, but I was exhausted, with big black circles under my eyes. I can't sleep without him though, especially when I know that he is going to be driving (and especially in the van). So, I try to keep busy, and I pray. Things weren't resolved very well, and I spent the night hugging on my pillow between tossing and turning bouts. When I woke up, I didn't really feel any more chipper.

Ah, but my sister has weird Jenna-senses, and she can tell when ever I'm in a slump and need a change of scene. So, she came and picked me and DD up, and we went to the store. I bought a can of hotdog chili and a small box of bendy-straws. *big grin* I think that we are going to have a coney dog picnic outside this afternoon. Then, Sis took us all over to Joann Fabrics, and I picked out some pretty blue fabric to make myself a skirt. I also picked out a bright yellow fabric and some multi-colored flower trim to make DD a dress. She is just so incredibly tall that she is outgrowing all of her favorite clothes. She went completely ape when I showed her the two lovely dresses that a good friend sent for her. DD just loves dresses. Now, all I have to do is make sure that she has dresses that are an acceptable length, because of those long legs. I measured her yesterday, and she is about 44" tall. The girl is a rail though, even at the widest part of her (finally) rounding belly, she is 22" around. At least she is filling in a little bit. Sis made some comments to me about how she worried sometimes, that maybe someone would think something incorrect if they saw DD with her shirt up. I can see the poor kiddos ribs, though not real bad. She eats real good, but all of it seems to be going toward growing UP, and not out.

So, anyway, last night I sat up and used some really ugly fabric to make a 'hard template' out of the pattern for DD's dress. I really dislike that flimsy paper that they make the patterns out of. I fear that I'll rip it, just taking it out of the envelope. After that was done, I cut out the pieces that I will need for DD's dress, in the yellow fabric, plus another bodice piece so I can make it extra thick. All I have left to do today is press parts of the dress, and run it on the sewing machine. I was thinking about hand-stitching it, but I'll wait for another time. I want to have this first one done before I try to doing something so silly as try to sew by hand. My stitches aren't exactly perfect, so I'll wait until I have more practice under my belt. In the meantime, DH has plenty of work clothes in need of hand-mending.

I was up really late last night, with DD. I believe that she had gas on her tummy, and she was in a lot of pain. I gave her some stomach medicine and some tylenol, and then spent the next hour rubbing her belly and snuggling with her. The poor kiddo was really hurting. I felt pretty bad. After she seemed to have fallen asleep, I sat on the computer for a while, so I could hear her if she woke up crying again. While I was here, I busted my bum to get some more work done on my project. If I keep up the pace, I'll have everything completed by the weekend- by the end of the weekend if anything comes up. I'm happy with that. It isn't too bad, especially since I spent yesterday morning completely changing my site template. *laughs* Yeah, like I don't make enough work for myself, that I need to go back and redo every single page that I've done. I'm silly. But, it looks better, is more streamlined, and it has cleaned up some issues that I had.

Today is going to be a slower paced day, thankfully. I'm going to work, do housework, and sew. DD and I can have fun with her ABC computer game, and I'll even try to get her InteracTV working, now that we have a different DVD player (on loan from Sis). I also look forward to relaxing with a book and just chilling out. *happy grin*

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Reflections on...

Created To Be His Help Meet

by Debi Pearl

Chapter 11

The Nature of Man and Woman

-Man was created to subdue; woman was created to assist-

 

In the beginning of this chapter, Debi begins by illustrating some of the traits of men in general. To this, she states that God made men the way that they are, and goes on to illustrate her point:

"God created man with a nature that is aggressive, and then commanded him to exercise dominion over the earth (Gen. 1:28). He created the male sex with an extra dose of testosterone, which provokes him to want to work hard, conquer everything in his path, and subdue all things."

I can identify with that man. *laughs* He sleeps next to me at night. I've always been aware that we are such different creatures. I cans shake my head and wring my hands as he uses ropes and chainsaws to cut down trees. I stare in wonder as he works and cultivates our land as he desires, and it actually works. (I seem to have less than a green thumb) I can grin till my face hurts, seeing him sitting tall in a truck that dwarfs him so much that he looks like a small boy, sitting in the cab. I may never completely understand it, but I know that God made him the way that he is. Instead of fussing at him for his drives, I have really begun to simply enjoy him just as he is.

Next, Debi addresses differences in men and women, illustrated by the fall of mankind. She makes a very strong point, in that Satan could have tempted Adam, but he waited instead to tempt Eve.

"For Adam was first formed, then Eve. And Adam was not deceived, but the woman being deceived was in the transgression" (1 Timothy 2:13-14)

Why was Eve so different? What left her more vulnerable to tempation from satan?

"Why did satan avoid Adam and approach Eve with his offer of great spirituality? Lucifer is a male being (Isaiah 14:12-20). He understands the natural resistance of the male. He knows that males say 'no' just to prove they are in command. But Lucifer could see that this soft, sweet female was vulnerable. God had made her by nature to be responsive, and she was trusting and naive. Being willing to rationalize, she could be deceived- having the best of intentions."

I have found this illustration to be true in my own life, and in my marriage. I acknowledge that I look toward the good in people, and that I rationalize all sorts of difficult or harmful situations in an effort to "help". There have been many times when I have allowed my emotions to rule over my logic, and there have been oftimes difficult consequences to deal with because of that. Many days, I am very glad to have the stabilizing force of my husband, to ground me a bit when it comes to the myriad of decisions that we need to make.

I really like the way that Debi paints the picture of the different character traits that men and women are blessed with. I do see that in many ways, my husband is clothed in heavy armor. He is equipped to do battle on so many fronts. I, however, must be able to remain soft and expressive, so that I am best able and prepared to raise our child. Especially because we have a daughter, I am better prepared to anticipate her needs and to be able to respond in kind. The softness of my heart has also been a weakness to me, when dealing with other people, and men in particular. As my husband has said on more than one occassion, "If a man has just the right words for you, it is possible that he could talk you into just about anything". Of course, it stings a bit. I had been taught that I needed to be completely self sufficient and independent of every man. I could be just as strong as a man, and naturally was more intelligent. Ok, that was all garbage. I don't want to wrestle trees that weigh many times my own body weight, and I'm not as smart as I'd like to think I am sometimes. I know that I have a vulnerability, but that my husband is strong in the same area where I am wide open for attack. I may not be armored, but my husband will gladly stand between me and anything/anyone who seeks to harm me. If I choose to defer to his authority and judgement, I am not only honoring him and obeying as the Bible instructs, but I am saving myself from full-on attacks from enemies who know just where to sink their blows.

Through the next portion of the chapter, Debi deals with women and their sense of 'spirituality'. I know that what she says is often the case, where women believe that they are more strongly lead by God than their husbands. Because they "feel" close to God, they believe that they have more wisdom than their God-appointed "head" (read: husband).

"That a man is less sensitive than a woman does not make him inferior to her, nor does her being more subject to deception than her husband make her inferior to him- just different."

My husband can be a sensitive guy, but not always at the times and in the areas that I would think are best. (As if I am some sort of judge, eh? lol) There have been times when I have felt that I was seeking God and living the Christian life more fervently than my husband, though none of that was really true, and isn't today. Time and again, I find myself repeating Ephesians 2:8, reminding myself that I am not any better than anyone else, including my husband. We are different creatures, and his faith is his own, along with the exercise of it. Because I am made different, I may not understand some of the ways in which my husband walks in faith, but that does not mean that he is somehow a worse sinner than myself. Just because I am vulnerable to sob stories and liars, it doesn't mean that I am a lesser creature than my husband. My God loves me just as much as He loves any other man. Jesus did specifically die for MY sins too. In God's eyes, I am a wonderfully made creation, beautiful in so many ways, precious enough to die for. None of that is negated because the Lord seeks to teach me about Christ and His Church, through this humble marriage, and through my place of submission under my husband's authority.

Next, Debi speaks on Adam, and his own weakness. I find her points so striking and true within my own marriage and the effect that I have on my husband.

"God had instructed Adam, and Adam had instructed Eve. Adam clearly understood that satan's promise of spiritual enlightenment was a diabolical lie against God. The natural armor God had given Adam granted him enough understanding to doubt the devil and resist his lies. But Adam's armor had one small weak spot. He was not ruled by his feelings except where it concerned his woman. Adam's soul was exposed and vulnerable to the woman he loved. He wanted her happy, even if it meant disobeying God or going against his natural understanding of truth." [emphasis hers]

My husband draws happiness from me. If I am joyful, he is joyful. If I am miserable, it eats at him until he is miserable, desperately looking for ways to 'fix' it. My husband wants me to be happy, and is willing to sacrifice a great deal, in order to see me smile. What I have learned from my sister, Eve, is that I need to be very careful what I ask for. Am I going to manipulate my husband and reject his authority? Is what I am wanting going to tempt or lead my husband to do something that is against God's will? It is good that my husband has such a weakness to me. After all, this enables him to have a soft place in his heart for me, and it keeps him from being a tyrant in his power. Now, it is my duty to marshal myself so as to refrain from abusing my knowledge and position in his heart.

The next issue that Debi addresses is that of the "Jezebel" woman. I find it very enlightening, how she brings light to the nature of Jezebel.

"When the name Jezebel is mentioned, mostof us see the painted face of a seductively-dressed woman gazing into the eyes of a man who lacks good sense. The bible portrays Jezebel in a different light. Revelation 2:20 says that Jezebel "calleth herself a prophetess," and men received her as a teacher, showing that she was part of structured Christianity, "ministering" to the saints. Jesus warned the Chruch against the teaching woman, Jezebel. Any woman who defies the scripture's prohibition against women teachers in the Chruch is following in the grave traditon of Jezebel."

Jezebel:

• believed that she was more spiritually and religiously devoted than her husband
• controlled her husband and robbed him of his authority, causing him to be an even weaker man with anger and depression as bed fellows.
• used her husbands emotional stress to endear herself to him, all so she could manipulate him

In contrast, Debi shows us examples of ideal women, such as Ruth and Esther. Debi makes a point to draw our attention to Ruth's humility and deference toward those in authority, along with her strong work ethic. With Esther, her submission to God's will for women enabled her to win the King's love and appreciation.

Turning to Proverbs 31, Debi goes on to use the text to describe a virtuous woman.

"She is confident, hardworking, creative, and resourceful.Her first virtue is that the heart of her husband is safe with her."

In such a unisex society, I believe that Debi has hit the nail on the head when she says,"It is important for a woman to understand that she must be feminine (devoid of dominance and control) in order for her man to view her as his exact counnterpart, and thus willingly repsond to her protectively, with love and gentleness." I don't know about other women, but I long after days past, when men were men, and women were women. I think that females on a whole have done us all a great disservice by claiming to be just as "big and bad" as men. I know of young men my own age who wouldn't even think twice about hitting a female, all because women have become so agressive and tried to put themselves on par with men, in every realm. Gone are the protective insticts when faced with a woman who acts like a man. Maybe I am not the "norm", but I would much prefer to have my husband stand between me and another aggressive male, than to sit back and cheer me on, in what looks to develop into an altercation.

Chapter 12

By Divine Appointment

-The only position where you will find real fulfillment as a woman is as a help meet to your husband-

 

"But I would have you know, that the head of every man is Christ; and the head of the woman is the man; and the head of Christ is God" (1 Corinthians 11:3)

"For the husband is the head of the wife, even as Christ is the head of the church: and he is the saviour of the body" (Ephesians 5:23)

There are probably always going to be women who argue against God's order, and submission. No matter how many times that God repeats again and again in His Word, many women do not want to hear that they are not appointed as the dominant party. Hey, let's face it, we were made to be helpers. I, personally, would rather learn to be a helper and be glad about it. It's better than the alternative of not existing, eh? lol Seriously though, our earthly marriages are designed to teach us about the "Great Mystery", that is the relationship between Christ and His Church. This isn't all about us in the here and now. Instead of focusing on the petty squabbles over who is taking out the trash and what is for dinner, I've chosen to point my eyes and heart in the right direction, God. As with all things, this is not by my own willpower. I have little enough of that as it is. I depend firmly on the good grace of God to steer me clear of selfishness and rebellion.

These days, it seems as though anyone can become a preacher amist the congregations. It is not uncommon to see women being ordained now, though it is specifically forbidden for women to teach men.

"Let your women keep silence in the churches:[Paul gives this as a New Testament mandate] for it is not permitted unto them to speek; but they are commanded to be under obedience, as also saith the law" (1 Cor. 14:34) emphasis Debi's

Doing the topic more justice than I am apt to do, Debi continues on with,"Paul anticipates those who would say that his commands concerning women are unique to a specific culture and not universally applicable. He points out that there is nothing new or unique about this command, for the law of the Jews had made such a distinction for hundreds of years."

When will we leave off this rebellion and embrace the positions that we have been given, and take joy in them? Why are we never satisified with what great things we are given, and always lust after what is another's? Isn't that precisely what women do when we shrug off our position as help meet and take on the teaching role that has been reserved for men? I personally wonder what kind of fear that haunts the hearts of so many women, at the meer idea that someone might think that they are inferior to a man. We are not any less loved by God, because we have a different role. We are not any less important to our society because we perform different tasks than our men. We have a vital place to fill in God's design for marriage, and it is a true blessing.

I love what Debi has to say, in regards to Deborah, a woman in history who is commonly used as ammunition by women who usurp the authority of men.

"Many times I have rad or heard the rebuttal,'What about Deborah who was a judge in Israel?' If you actually read the story, you would know that the text makes much of the fact that the men were shamed by allowing a woman to take the place of prominence. There is no question that Deborah performed the job well, that she saved Israel, that God used her; that is just the point. When the men allowed a woman to take their role and perform the job successfully, it resulted in shame to the nation of Israel. Deborah knew this to be the case and warned the men as such."

Debi also goes on to address another area where those of the feminist mindset try to use biblical examples to support their claims that gender roles do not matter. For this, Debi looks at the ministry of Aquila and Priscilla. So many women are apt to cry out that women can be teachers because Priscilla is mentioned in the ministry. However, as Debi points out, this was only ever in connection with her husband.

"The naysayers also draw our attention to the ministry of Priscilla and Aquila, as if the inclusion of the woman with her husband somehow negates the hundred or so doctrinal verses that teach about a woman's role as a helper to her husband. On the contrary, although they are mentioned five times in the Bible, Priscilla is never mentioned alone."

 

What a wonderful thing, that a help meet was mentioned alongside her husband, concerning the ministry. I look at it in a different light as some others, in that I think that it paints a great picture of how important our role of help meet is. Great men are supported by great women. We are important, and here for a reason. There is a NEED for us. That was why Eve was created in the first place. What we need to change is the view that if we can't be the boss, we won't have any part in the task. It is a silly notion, and it hurts everyone. Priscilla was able to help her husband in a great ministry, and now women know her name and are reading about her hundreds of years later. I would say that that is a big accomplishment, all because she was good at what she was made for- helping her husband. Woohoo!

I can't speak for every woman, but I know that when I put aside my rebellion and began to embrace the role that I was created for, family life became tremendously more enjoyable. When you do things the way that God wants them done, you will reap the benefits. I am still growing and learning, trying to exorcise myself of the old mindset, and to align myself with God's Word. It is a continual learning experience, and I've not been without my complete failures, and some raving successes. I know what it is like to win, and have the wine of triumph turn to dust in my mouth. I've also know what it is like to have my feelings stung and to find humility, and to be thankful and glad in it, because I knew where the truth was. God's way WORKS. :o )