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Shouldn’t Men be Manly?

I am quite interested in men’s fashion lately.

I find there is a trend that I keep seeing.  It’s not all that bad, but I wonder where these styles came from.  I am twenty-two and I am interested in fashion in an average way. This blog is a worldview blog and I think our worldview reflects how we dress just as much as it affects everything else in our life. However, I am wondering lately about low v-necks, skinny jeans and colored pants. Not to mention when a guy styles his hair more than I do, I get a little uncomfortable and wonder if I am not enough of a girl or he’s not enough of a guy.  I am not even saying that I dislike these trends, but I do wonder where they came from and why they are here.

Some people think social roles are wrong or bad. However, I think that if you were born a girl, then darling, embrace the girl in you to the best of your ability. Personally, I would rather play in the mud than go to a ball in a big dress. But then again, I understand that I was made by God a certain way and so I also enjoy curling my hair, wearing women’s clothing and generally being feminine. Girls are supposed to attract, be pretty and have some sort of softness to them. (And yes, be intelligent, be able to hold a job, and be strong in their own way… etc.  I am not just a damsel, but being saved by a boy sounds fun to me too!)

But men? They were made to protect, provide and work hard.  I live in Idaho, where I am not surprised to see cowboys here and there. My grandpa was a milk truck driver and so I came across farmers growing up.  To be honest, as a girl and in a very pure Christian sense, I appreciate when a man has a bit of muscle going on.  He doesn’t have to be Hercules, but it’s nice to know that he is walking around a bit stronger than me and can outwork me in a physical sense.  (And yes, he’s intelligent and can be kind too, etc.)  When I get married I’ll be looking for masculinity, because I want to be the feminine one in our relationship. Girls want to feel safe, protected and provided for – those things take strength!

It seems to me nobody really stands up and claps for the cowboy anymore.  Nor do we cheer on the hunter very much or admire the quiet hard worker guy, and we don’t encourage the father. (Just look at all our sitcoms on T.V.).  We do cheer on the the ultra-sensitive musician (or the metro sexual worship leader) and we think the graphic designer guy is super cool.  We young twenty-somethings check out the dude with the neat necklaces that hang just above his deep v-neck shirt and our eyes travel down to his colored pants and his canvas Toms and say, “Oh… so that’s where we are going? That’s the future?” ()

To be honest? All those tight clothes are what women are supposed to wear… right? And even I’m careful about how tight my clothes are to honor the men around me. Now, now, I don’t want to bash the way the guys my age dress and I am not even totally against it.

Me? I just wrote a post to chew on.

What do you think about young men’s fashion these days?

- JJ Day

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Abortion: Not Safe, Legal and Rare. Just Legal.

…Unless you go to Kermit Gosnell, then it’s not safe, legal or rare!

Some time has passed since the Gosnell story broke the news.  Even more time has passed since the Gosnell trial began.  If you don’t know what I am talking about, you can read about the murder, scissors, feet, and blood .

You can read about  and called the mainstream media out on its non-existent coverage of such a horrific story and subsequent murder trial.  I was a part of the #Gosnell tweet fest and I won’t lie:  it felt a little bit like what I imagine it might have felt like to dump cargos of Tea into the Boston harbor.  Except tweeting is legal and so far hasn’t led to a war.  Now, before you dismiss the #Gosnell media revolution, let’s realize that it’s possible that we, through mediums like Twitter, might be the new watchdog of the watchdog (media).  Especially if the media continues to insist on such strong liberal bias.

The Gosnell story hit me in the gut – like really hard.  I confess that I cry at the drop of a hat where abortion is concerned.  The babies.  The mother!  The BABIES!  The MOTHER!  I go back and forth in a blubbering mess, unable to decide who I cry more for.  But this?  I had to step away from the computer to get a hold of myself.  Anyone who has had a baby knows that feeling of instantly personalizing it (or maybe that’s just a woman thing?)  But when I see a baby corpse laying in a tray, it’s my baby.  I see my Jonny usually, because he’s my most recent baby.  Maybe I am weird.

But maybe I am on to something.

These are our babies.  Our fellow Americans at the very least.  And as much as the pro-choice movement wants to demagogue about it, saying that if only abortion were legal under any and all circumstances to every woman with just the snap of her finger, there would be no Gosnells.  Yeah, not buying it.  Why?  Well because at the end of the day, the abortion procedure will still stop a life.  Even if it’s sanitary and hush-hush.  And we are talking late second and third trimester lives where Gosnell is concerned.  The horrifying thing about abortion is that it is murder.  More access to it doesn’t make it less gory.

And where does Obama stand on Gosnell?  Well, he won’t say.  But we have only to look at policy and history to know.  Obama supports partial birth abortions (WAY different than what Gosnell was doing, of course, because the partially birthed and aborted baby isn’t totally out of the birth canal.)  <inject sarcasm.>  It doesn’t stop there, either.  Obama opposed Born Alive Infant Acts which would protect a baby who survives a failed abortion.  Nope, we can’t have that, Obama and his progressive cohorts want unwanted babies dead.  We at The Civic Arena have, at great length, shown arguments in favor of abortion to be illogical and at times, silly.

Yet, here we are still.  Logic doesn’t seem to matter to the abortion supporter.  What matters is our “right” to terminate life growing in the womb.  Doug Wilson gives this analogy:

“It is as though some horrible event happened in Canada that caused a stream of refugees to head for our border, and someone with very precise legal reasoning skills developed the schizophrenic policy of shooting the refugees on their side of the border, but demanding the ultimate in medical care for them if they managed to make it across the border alive…Gosnell’s problem is not with what he was doing, which countless progressives have defended with their special kind of passionate malice, but with where he was doing it.”

America, it’s time to stop covering our eyes and humming a loud tune to deafen the sound of aborted babies screaming for help.  And thanks to Gosnell, we now know that they do actually scream.

I am ending on an unnerving note.  But I think it’s appropriate if we are a little bit unnerved by this.  It’s horrific.  I hope it continues to be exposed for the terror that it is.

 ”Obama says abortion should be safe, legal and rare.  Unfortunately, it’s only legal.”  - Alveda King

By Stephanie Nelson


Another Grenade in the Worldview War.

Last week MSNBC set a fire with statements made by host, Melissa Harris-Perry, that include but aren’t limited to:

“We have never invested as much in public education as we should have because we’ve always had kind of a private notion of children. Your kid is yours and totally your responsibility. We haven’t had a very collective notion of these are our children.”

“So part of it is we have to break through our kind of private idea that kids belong to their parents, or kids belong to their families, and recognize that kids belong to whole communities.”

The conservative community responded negatively to the ad, and many of us have heard the “touche” remarks of Palin, Beck, and Limbaugh.  Harris-Perry made what I consider to be .

In this statement, she clarifies her meaning:

“Those of you who were alarmed by the ad can relax, I have no designs on taking your children. Please keep your kids! I venture to say that anyone and everyone should know full well that my message in that ad was a call to see ourselves as connected to a larger whole. I don’t want your kids, but I want them to live in safe neighborhoods. I want them to learn in enriching and dynamic classrooms. I want them to be healthy and well and free from fear.”

She, along with other liberal folks, are totally confused about what could be bothersome to a conservative regarding her statement.  Conservatives and liberals agree that every adult should take caring notice of the children of our nation and invest in them.  Many on both sides of the political spectrum see the clear value of our children and many understand that the future of our nation depends on the spiritual, intellectual, and physical fitness of our children.  Agreed.

The differences emerge when both sides offer solutions to issues that face children.  Two separate worldviews come into play.  One worldview suggests a solution that requires more programs, better education, more awareness, a sense of responsibility for all of humanity.  This worldview truly believes that knowledge is power and it is their moral responsibility to educate — at any cost — children that might not otherwise receive this type of education.  (The education being courses in their worldview and value system, not just ABC’s and 123′s).  This specific education will ensure that the playing field will be equal, and everyone will get along.

The second worldview suggests that maybe this issue goes a little deeper and has more to do with the decay of our morality over the years and less with our current situation.  This worldview recommends a return to Biblical morality, honest and genuine concern for individuals, and it values the free choice of each individual.  Perhaps every child will not be parented equally, but this worldview doesn’t believe it’s the responsibility of everyone else to ensure that all things are fair.  In fact, it holds that fairness is an illusion.  Respect is shown for humanity in attempts to help the less fortunate with whatever extra each person has, but there is no pressure to be or do something by coercion or force.  Children should be taught (usually by parents) how to handle difficulty in life because there is no historical proof that more education equals a trouble-free world.

This will always boil down to a war between worldviews.  If two people of opposing worldviews both sincerely adore children, they would still find plenty to fight about.

But I can answer Harris-Perry as to why her comments made conservatives so mad.  Because she said that we need to “break through” the idea that “kids belongs to their parents.”  And she used that wording repeatedly.  Now, if her intention is just to make a safe and healthy world for kids, please tell me why would she use that wording?  This was not an off-hand comment to a reporter, this was a TV spot that she was doing.  Clearly rehearsed and well-thought out.  Those words were chosen.

That’s why Worldview #2 got mad at Worldview #1 this time.

Learning in “dynamic classrooms,” and being healthy and well doesn’t make fear go away.  We can make public education available earlier, better, and include more fruits and veggies.  But nothing, and I mean nothing can replace a parent’s role in their child’s development.  Parents not Programs prepare children for life, for a global economy and for just being a great parent themselves someday. That is, if we believe that humans are individually and intrinsically valuable.  But if we believe they are just another cog in the great machine, then perhaps we might be easily tricked into thinking they don’t need parents as much as they need a good education.

What is your take on this latest grenade in the worldview war?

By Steph Nelson


Water Cooler Talk: Religion and Politics

He completely disagrees with me.

I completely disagree with him.

He hates America, I adore America.  He violently attacks Christianity, I sweetly offer it to anyone who is willing to listen.  He’s into the darkest things, I wait for the morning so I can dance under the light of day.  He’s water and I am oil.

So then, how do we have the best weekly conversations about religion?

I’ve done it. I’ve shoved the gospel down someone’s throat.  I have pushed my political viewpoints right in front of someone and arrogantly said, “Take it or leave it.” But then, I realized this was not the way to do it! Sharing the gospel is not about holding up a sign and saying, “You’ll go to HELL if you don’t believe!” (Which, to be bluntly honest, is what I do believe).  However, that’s not really attractive and even I call that person crazy.

However, personally speaking, the most success I have had with the gospel is when I’ve prayed for someone and when I’ve showed them I really care.  To be really specific, I’ve had the best times of seeing someone convert to Christianity after a church service when the music played and they’d heard the pastor preach and they were there at church to seek God in some way anyway. Softly I have asked dozens of times, “Do you want me to go with you down to the people who can lead you into Christianity? It just takes one prayer to begin and then we can talk about what God is doing in you after that….” I’ve had so many people nod and I’ve taken their hand and led them to Christ. In those instances, I was not pushy and I just held open my own hands and asked.

I’ve also had many conversations about politics that were successful too.  The million dollar answer to that one is: Humility! Humility. Humility. Humility. To sit there patiently and listen to what they have to say (not sitting there waiting for them to finish so I could refute quickly).  Another great way is to ask a question, “What do you say to the argument that a pencil can’t write a sentence, the person does, just like a gun cannot shoot someone, a person does? Do you think maybe focusing on gun education and improving good citizenship in our schools might be better than banning all the guns in the world?” Then calmly listening to their answer.

Do you have tactics to arguments?

What has worked? What hasn’t?

Why do you discuss religion and politics?

Why don’t you?


By JJ Day

Teaching Kids to Be Responsible

By Amy Vassar
Responsibility.  I think that’s one of the weightiest words I ponder as a parent.  What can I do to teach my children responsibility?  How can I prepare them to take ownership of their lives and their decisions?  What is the best way to help them transition from the authority of Dad and Mom to the authority of God, as a person with a free will but a solid moral compass?  Oh man.  Ask yourself those questions once a day and you’ll see an increase in your prayer life!

As a college instructor, I see every day the disservice that has been done to many young people in terms of their view of responsibility.  When did it become normal to turn assignments in late and expect to get credit for them?  At what point did the shift occur that makes students assume they won’t be held responsible for instructions that they overlooked?  Now, this is certainly not true of every student in my classes, but it is a pervasive attitude that seems to be increasing all the time.

As a mom, then, I am on a mission.  I want my children to be prepared to take responsibility in their daily habits, their studies, their jobs, and their relationships.  To accomplish this, in addition to the constant prayer I alluded to earlier, I am working on three basic lessons with them.

1.       Embrace things that are hard.  “Just because something is hard does NOT mean that it should not be done or that you should not be held responsible for it.”  I’m pretty sure there are nights that I say this in my sleep, because of how often I say it to my oldest child.  But of course this cuts both ways; in order to teach my children to embrace difficult tasks, I must do likewise.  My goal is to never let “It’s too hard” be an acceptable excuse in our home.  God created the human mind and will to be capable of incredible things, but unless you’re occasionally pushed to your limits, you won’t know how far you can go.  This can take the form of practical tasks like cleaning and organizing a closet or packing in a load of firewood, or even physical activities like doing a set number of jumping jacks or sit-ups.

2.       Find the information you need.  Sometimes in life we aren’t given all the necessary information for a task.  Marriages and children don’t come with instruction manuals.  When you start a new job, there are usually numerous little parts of your job that you have to figure out on your own.  To prepare our children for this reality, it’s important to sometimes leave out some details and require them to track those down.  For small children, this could be done with little tasks like telling them to put away two things that are on the floor, one of which they don’t know what to do with.  The process of learning to ask questions is so important!

3.       If you can do it, and you know it needs to be done, then it’s your job.  Sorry, I know that phrase doesn’t exactly roll off the tongue.  Likewise, it can be a tricky one to implement and enforce.  But while we are big proponents of designated chores in our house (another way to teach responsibility!), I’m not a fan of the “my chores, no more” attitude that can sometimes develop.  So if my 4-year-old walks past a piece of trash three times without picking it up, he’ll have some explaining to do.  If my 5-year-old knows it’s time to set the table, she is expected to be in there helping get it done.  In this way, we are all taking responsibility for the smooth functioning of the household.

In closing, I certainly don’t have this all mastered, and I am not as consistent yet with enforcing these things as I want to be, but I hope they help stir up some ideas for you.  Now go inspire your children with responsibility!  There’s a generation out there waiting for its leaders.

Amy is a wife, mother, teacher, and photographer. She has been married to her husband Paul for 8 years. Paul is a small business owner and together they home school their 3 children, who are currently in 8th grade, kindergarten, and preschool.  

Amy holds a B.A. in Spanish and an M.A. in Teaching from the College of Idaho, and she is in the process of earning an M.A. in Spanish from New Mexico State University. She is a member of the Spanish faculty at College of Western Idaho, where she formerly served as program head of Modern Language and currently serves on several committees aimed at improving the quality of online and hybrid courses. She is also a freelance photographer, specializing in family and senior portraiture.

Amy is passionate about education and about missions. Her goal in homeschooling is to raise up confident, responsible individuals who know how to learn, how to work hard, and how to pour themselves into whatever mission field God calls them to, whether at home or in other lands.


The Enemy

Have you ever noticed how quick we are to project our own views on to everyone else? I am guilty of this.

I recently read a book called . It is about a bigoted, obnoxious, conservative Christian, young-adult man who decides to “go in the closet” and pretend to be gay for a year in an attempt to overcome his bigotry. He even leads his family to believe that he is gay and he immerses himself into the LGBT community. It is the author’s personal journey from religious bigot to….well, I don’t know what. He’s opposed to any labels.

I had great hopes for this book. The premise fascinated me. The author’s attempt to walk in someone else’s shoes for a year, regardless of personal loss, was noble.

However, I must confess, when a friend first referred the book to me, my first thought was, “Great, another Christian-bashing book. Can’t wait to read it!” (Yes, you detect sarcasm.) My friend assured me it wasn’t, but our views of Christian-bashing are clearly different because I found it to be just that. It’s too bad too, because the author has a great message to share. If only he could have done it without alienating his target audience.

I won’t review the book directly because I’m not sure I would recommend it – and there are plenty of reviews already on . I think it would offend most conservative Christians (because of his harsh stereotypes and eventual deviation from traditional theology), but I don’t necessarily think it would appeal to homosexuals either.

So you are probably wondering why I am even writing about it. I’m not so sure myself. The book has been bugging me, camping in the back of my mind and constantly pestering me.

It was an eye opener for me. Not about the homosexual community, which is not unfamiliar to me. But rather, about Christians. He is intensely harsh towards conservative Christians as he projects his once-bigoted self onto every other conservative, fundamentalist Christian. In fact, towards the end of the book he confesses to exchanging one form of bigotry (towards LGBTs) for another (towards conservative Christians).

Before the experiment, he was horrible to the LGBT community. Mocking them. Throwing condemning Bible verses in their face. Treating them like they had a contagious disease. Believing that God hates them. He showed no love, compassion, empathy or understanding. He said repeatedly that he was taught to be this way and seems to conclude that this reflects all conservative Christians and is a direct result of their theology.

The way traditional Christianity is represented in this book is not the Christianity that I know. It is not consistent with the Bible. It is not a representation of the Christians in my life. I hate Christian stereotypes. I hate the way the media portrays us. I hate the assumptions my non-Christian friends make about me. I feel like I am always fighting against these, always coming to the defense of Christianity. And I honestly don’t understand it.

I now realize this is because I project my views and experiences with Christianity on to everyone else, much like the author of this book. But I don’t see judgmental bigots.

I see a loving family.
I see grace, compassion, and forgiveness.
I see broken lives made whole.
I see relationships restored.
I see service and sacrifice.
I see loyal friendships where people lay their lives down for one another.
I see a Savior, who died for ALL of our sins.
I see hope, for anyone who asks.

Is it possible that these same people – who have richly experienced the grace of God in their own lives – are egging the cars of homosexuals? It is possible that they are spewing hate to their gay and lesbian acquaintances? Is it true that they elevate these behaviors to a level of sin that God cannot forgive? Do they ostracize the LGBT community, treating them as if they have a contagious disease?

I don’t know. I hope with all my heart that it isn’t true. But clearly there are professing Christians who do these things, and it breaks my heart. This is not the message of the gospel. This is not behavior that reflects biblical Christianity.

We don’t have to reject the Bible to embrace our homosexual neighbor. We don’t have to deny the gospel to sit in their living room and hear their stories. We don’t have to compromise our beliefs to have a homosexual couple over for dinner and to be their friend.

We don’t have to agree with people to love them. We don’t have to convince them to agree with us. We obviously haven’t taken the time to understand or to show we care. We’ve failed to demonstrate the love of Christ.

They see us as the enemy, apparently because that is what we have been to them.

An enemy.

Do we label them perverted, disgusting, untouchable?
Do we judge them?
Do we throw our stones, and revel in our self-righteousness?
Do we fail to understand the burdens they bear?

Could it be that the only message they hear from us is “Homosexuality is an abomination!?”
Could it be that all they see of Christianity is our fight against gay marriage?

Regardless of how we answer these questions, this is how many view us. My heart breaks. My heart breaks for the pain we cause, when we should be messengers of hope. We should reflect the love of Christ.

In the same way that those in the LGBT community don’t want to be labeled and want to be treated as individuals, I hope people will do the same for me. I hope they can stop rejecting all conservative Christians because of the idiocy of a few (or perhaps many, sadly) and give us a chance to bridge the gap.

By Stephanie Lasater


Saeed Forgives: A Letter To His Wife

Today I want to link a letter that Naghmeh, Pastor Saeed Abedini’s wife received this week.  If you remember, Saeed is being held in prison in Iran and abused for his Christian faith.  I will let him speak for himself:


Read Pastor Saeed’s heartfelt letter.



By Stephanie Nelson

Further Reading:



Those Intolerant Christians!

I am going to go against the flow here and make the claim that Christian love is not the same thing as tolerance. Tolerance is good (sometimes). Love is good. They are not the same thing. As a Christian, I often get accused of not demonstrating the love of Christ because I’m intolerant. I confess: there are things I don’t tolerate.

Here is a definition for : “a fair, objective, and permissive attitude toward opinions and practices that differ from one’s own.”

It sounds wonderful, doesn’t it? I want to be fair. I want to be objective, particularly regarding other people’s views and practices. I want people to have the freedom to believe whatever they want, and to practice their beliefs accordingly. I want to embrace different races and cultures, and I want to accept their differences.

I’m not so sure I want to be permissive, at least not in an all-inclusive sort of way.

I have many friends who see the world differently than me and who hold completely opposite views in many fundamental things. I love having friends like these. They open up to me a view of the world that is entirely different from my own. They make me step back and look at my own beliefs in a different light. They make life so incredibly interesting. I love diversity, and it often saddens me that our tendency is to surround ourselves with people who are exactly like us.

Here is what tolerance IS NOT:

Tolerance does not mean that I have to accept their views, which are completely contradictory to mine, as also being true (resulting in a logical contradiction). Tolerance does not mean that I have to yield my moral convictions to someone else’s, in particular to a moral code that is chosen arbitrarily.

So many claim that a true demonstration of the love of Christ is through tolerance. And often times, they go so far as to claim Christian love is demonstrated through the illogical type of tolerance mentioned above.

In my experience, people who preach tolerance are often lacking in Christian love. And those who demonstrate Christian love are often intolerant, and rightly so.

So what is Christian love? What does it look like in the world of debate and differing points of view? Most of us have heard or read the following verses many times. But please stop and consider them in regards to tolerance and differences in opinion.

“Love is patient,
love is kind.
It does not envy,
it does not boast,
it is not proud. 
It does not dishonor others,
it is not self-seeking,
it is not easily angered,
it keeps no record of wrongs.
Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 
It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. 
Love never fails.”
~1 Corinthians 13:4-8 NIV

How do I show love towards people who disagree with me?

I’m patient. I’m kind. I honor them. I seek their good and not my own. I don’t get angry. I don’t call them names or put them down to make myself look good. I don’t stop loving them just because we disagree. I am grieved by sin, and I rejoice over truth and virtue.

Christian love entails standing firm in the truth, but in a loving manner. Christian love does not include being permissive and tolerating sin or falsehood.

Here is an example, which may seem a bit extreme and ridiculous, but it should adequately illustrate my point.

Let’s say I find out my husband has been unfaithful.*
From a biblical standpoint, I have every right to end the marriage.

Scenario 1: Not loving and not tolerant
I scream at him and tell him I hate him and I pack his stuff up and throw it all in the trash. I tell the world what a scoundrel he is and how horrible he is for betraying me. I change the locks on the doors and sue him for as much possible child support as I can. I tell the kids what a terrible father they have. I hate him forever and ever.

Scenario 2: Tolerant and not loving
I tell him that I think adultery is morally wrong.  He tells me monogamy is old-fashioned and outdated and he can’t get his needs met by just one woman. I tell him that isn’t true for me, but it must be true for him. I can’t possibly get mad because it is just a simple difference of opinion. I’m a bit upset that he lied (broke his vows), but he doesn’t think lying is wrong in certain situations. He said his vows 15 years ago and he was too young and now he has changed so they don’t mean anything anymore. I stick around, being tolerant of his affairs, but I remain faithful. He is tolerant of my monogamy.

Scenario 3: Loving and not tolerant
I grieve over his sin. I grieve over his betrayal. I tell him that adultery is morally wrong and that it is absolutely not okay in our marriage. He can choose to repent and work towards restoration – or he can continue in his sin and the marriage will be terminated. I show him love: kindness, patience, honor, perseverance, hope, etc. But I do not tolerate his sin.

There is no scenario 4 (loving and tolerant) because, in this case, the two are not compatible.

We should all strive to tolerate differing “opinions and practices.” However, expecting people to accept contradictory things as true is illogical. And being tolerant of different moralities is pretty much impossible. Taking a moral stance (which we all do) is not indicative of a lack of Christian love, in fact, if done correctly, it is an expression of that love.

*For the record, this is a fictional illustration. My husband is awesomely loyal and devoted to me.

By Stephanie Lasater

Mommy, There’s a Man In The Girl’s Bathroom!

Do I really have to share a public restroom with a man in order to not be discriminating?

Are we archaic in our gender-specific bathrooms and need to change over to gender neutral ones?

Such is the belief of a minority of gender confused people who are getting their way when it comes to public restrooms. Not that I don’t see that this is definitely an issue for transgender people.  They would like a place to go to the bathroom that makes them feel safe and okay. But is opening up the bathrooms for anyone and everyone really the best solution? Shouldn’t we also ensure that women and children feel safe and okay, too?

Can’t we just keep adding gender neutral/family bathrooms to stores along with the traditional ones? I don’t want to sound unkind toward those who are gender confused (I do understand the problem.) However, I personally would feel extremely unsafe, very uncomfortable, and somewhat violated to have to do my business right next to some strange man. We could have some  heterosexual men take advantage of this law and do much damage. It’s a very vulnerable position to be in. How about my children who could not defend themselves against some sicko wanted to take advantage from the stall right next to them? After all, he is there legally.

I know Boise already has in effect this law of no discrimination of public accommodations.  Now it’s up for vote in Pocatello, ID. Of course, we’re way behind public universities when it comes to freedom for all in the bathrooms.

This is just the tip of the iceberg.

How about changing rooms and locker rooms?  Is it really unjust and prejudice to have guys use guy bathrooms and girls use girl bathrooms unless you’ve had a sex change, until all stores have a third option, the family/gender neutral bathroom?  How can we make laws that help one group of people but possibly endanger another group?  We need to be very careful what laws we put into effect that can be taken to a very bad extreme if an individual decides to.

Further Reading:

By Jane Pinkerton

The Truth About Leprechauns

Happy St. Patrick’s Day! (And Happy Birthday to my mom! Love you!)

Currently, I work for a Learning Center.  I was walking around the large play structure during their recess time when a kindergarten girl ran up to me and started gushing about leprechauns.  I listened, I always get a little uncomfortable inside when I come around these kinds of holidays.  (You know, Easter Bunny, Santa Clause, demons and stuff around Halloween, etc).  This is because I am uncomfortable lying!  I just am.  Around the time I was sixteen I had a good conversation with God about not being a liar and so I’ve tried so very hard to not lie to people. (Even when those little lies slip out, I go back to the person and apologize!)

When the little girl asked, “Miss Jessica! How long do leprechauns live?”

I almost blurted a random answer, but I hesitated and guilt hit me.  Why?  Because I really wanted to be honest with her and say, “Darling, leprechauns don’t exist.” But that was not my authority.  Her parents might get mad, my bosses would get mad and her teacher’s work of convincing her that leprechauns existed all that day would have been ruined. So I mumbled, “Um, I don’t know.  Are you playing tag with those girls?” She ran off.

In my very sincere and humble mind I ask, “What is the benefit of lying to kids when it comes to holidays?”

Do you remember when you found out Santa wasn’t real? (Sorry if you still do. I totally just ruined it…) I remember! I was around the kindergarten age.  At first I was shocked.  Then mad.  Finally, I was disappointed.  After that I felt pride in knowing a secret my younger siblings didn’t know and I got to stay up every Christmas and wrap the presents and set out Santa’s presents with my parents.  It was a tradition that I got to have as the oldest sibling.

When I got saved at fifteen, Christmas changed completely for me. What?!  Why didn’t anyone tell me the awesomeness of what Christmas was really and originally about? It’s a huge worldwide birthday party for baby Jesus?  Sign me up for that fun!

I suppose all I can really do to spread the news that leprechauns aren’t real, is write out my heart and questions about it in a blog about worldviews.  Then, I can dream about my own kids and how I’ll tell them what Christmas is all about:  Jesus.  Or that Easter isn’t just about a silly bunny rabbit bringing plastic eggs with chocolate in them, it is also about Jesus.

Someday I’ll get to sit them down and explain that St. Patrick was an amazing man who lived an incredible life! I will tell them how St. Patrick was brave when he was enslaved, escaped and then had such a deep burden to help those who enslaved him that he went back to help them!  Who did St. Patrick live his life for? That’s right:  Jesus.

Click the link to read about St. Patrick and who he really was:

And that’s the truth about leprechauns.

Question: What is the value of lying to kids about holidays?

By JJ Day