Under The Glass Ceiling

       In my teens to early 20's I took a deep dive into the occult. I always believed that God existed, but I didn't feel connected to him or even know who he truly was. I was raised in a Christian household but took no interest in the Bible. Despite being forced to attend Church services I paid no attention to the message being preached. I've come to find out that the message being preached, or lack thereof, in most Churches today is boring and ineffectual by design. Or by negligence and ignorance of those conducting said services.       My father was a pastor when I was very young, and again after I had essentially moved out on my own. It's curious to me, in hindsight, that I missed out on his teachings, which were very different teachings from the Churches we attended in my formative years. I remember my father dragging us from Church to Church every Sunday trying to find one that he believed taught what the Bible actually said. He never did f...

 I've been a conspiracy theorist my entire life. My mother was a conspiracy theorist, because her father was a conspiracy theorist. I remember pouring over my grandfather's books and newspaper collections as a child; the very beginning of my disdain and distrust of both the media and the governments they painted pretty pictures for. Or, sometimes hideous pictures, depending on the commission. He'd been clipping and collecting newspaper articles since the Alger Hiss trials of the 1940's, and with three copies of "Witness" in his collection, it was one of the first politically fueled books I'd come to read.  My mother was convinced the government had a dossier on each member of the family, because my grandfather told her there was. She was convinced they were monitoring our every move, waiting to pounce on our dissent and imprison us, apparently. My father was a pastor of a few very small, non-denominational Churches during my childhood. Nothing large or not...

     It's been several years now that Halloween has a been a heated topic online between followers of Christ, and every year it's something that just nags away at my mind. I try to ignore the voices and opinions coming from every direction, but I've reached a point where I suppose it's one of the topics I should write about. I wanted to keep this post free from specific examples of activities or decor, as it's really about one specific principle and not any of the superfluous details. Hopefully it comes across clearly.       I realize this has always been a point of contention among Christians, but the internet is a breeding ground for debates; online it has really become a vile spitting match with each condemning the other. Accusations of being "lukewarm" are being thrown from both sides, and ironically when we break this down, neither side fits that designation! Both sides are absolutely on fire with zeal for their position from a Biblical standpoint...

       I grew up as a homeschooler when being homeschooled was decidedly "uncool". As an elder millenial (apparently?) my homeschool journey began around 1989, and as you can see, we were the outliers. And, yes if you're wondering, my parents were religious, though not in the traditional sense. We were the outliers there as well. In fact, in terms of fitting in, I never did (anywhere). The church kids were too cult-ish and the public school kids were too bizarre. Welcome to homeschool in the 90's! Thankfully, the availability of resources and curricula today is much more diverse and readily available. The stigma around homeschooling seems to be diminishing as well. Growing up, my mother was questioned relentlessly  about why we weren't in school and just what in the world she was doing with us in the grocery store at 10am on a Wednesday. The audacity! She handled it well though, and always told them we were in economics class. Thankfully, I never get those ques...

    I could not think of a more perfect post to start off the blog with, so here it is. This subject has been a heated topic of debate for me since around 2016, when I first discovered the Flat Earth movement that was surging at that time. For me, the revelation was the catalyst that propelled me from looking at the Bible as a set of excellent guidelines to live by, to being the inerrant Word of God full of complete Truth. The rest of that story is a story for another blog post, though! This post is to establish the most essential part of my faith as a follower of Jesus Christ, which is to establish  who  I am putting my faith in. If we don't know  who  this character is, Jesus Christ, then it matters not if we profess to have faith in him and it matters not what we call him. So, getting on with it; Jesus is God.  Isaiah 43:10  “Ye  are  my witnesses, saith the LORD, and my servant whom I have chosen: that ye may know and believe me, and...