Friday, April 29, 2016

Words. Great Words. All the Words.

There's something that's been irritating me for quite awhile now and, while I rarely get political on here in such a blatant way, it's too disturbing for me not to comment anymore.

I can see how some people may find Donald Trump a viable candidate for president. I've heard the 'he can't be bought' arguments, the 'we need someone that's not a politician' arguments, the 'he tells it like it is' arguments and while I disagree with any and all of these being a reason to elect someone, something else bothers me much, much more.

Those people who are calling themselves Christians who are firmly behind this man as president. Unabashedly rooting for him, a paragon of wealth, greed, arrogance, and bigotry. All of the things that Jesus would have stood firmly against had He and Trump wandered this Earth at the same time. I've found a way to put this into a visual aid that I think might finally get through to these people and, hopefully, point out a few of the more glaring reasons why this man should not get their vote.

Behold, I give you JesusTrump. Pictures of Jesus with quotes from Donald Trump. If you cannot imagine your Lord and Savior uttering these phrases, if you feel that what I have done here is somehow blasphemous, then I urge you to reconsider your vote for this man and try to find a much more sane choice.

Said to a breastfeeding mother who needed to pump.

Because those were definitely Jesus's priorities.

Definitely putting down people's looks, that was Jesus's M.O.

Blessed are the very rich because they can buy the stairway to heaven.

Just so everybody knows.

Am I right? Greed is good!

I can't even imagine Jesus saying this, and He's the Son of GOD.

Murder the innocents! Make them pay!

Looks  are really, really important because God looks at the outward appearance.

Keep those dirty Mexicans out, you guys.
I think this blog stands on its own, but if not, I'd like to encourage you to read what Jesus said about material wealth, those who think too highly of themselves, and what loving people actually entails...

BEFORE you vote.

--Stephanie Jean

Wednesday, April 6, 2016

Stuff

"A house is just a place to keep your stuff while you go out and get more stuff." --George Carlin

Did you ever just sit in the center of your room, whatever room you're in, and stare at all the stuff around you? Because, seriously, I don't need all this stuff. I have Disney movies on VHS. I don't even own a VCR. [Note to young'ns: A VCR is something that came before Blu-ray, even before DVD, and it played these big blocks called VHS tapes and, if your parents are as old as I am, they might have had a Betamax player before that...] I have literally hundreds of CDs and DVDs, and never listen to anything except Pandora online and never watch anything but streaming shows or movies on Netflix, Hulu, and the like. But there's something that keeps saying I should keep it. Why? They're not a collection, nor are they 'collectors' items'. None of them are worth anything, even the $10-$20 apiece we originally paid for them. They might glean a buck or two at a yard sale. But they take up a tremendous amount of space in our tremendously large for the three of us house, and collect dust that I complain about on the two occasions per year that I dust.

I have candles, and mugs, and magazines, and trinkets, and whozits, and whatzits, and so many things that I feel like I'm in a Dr. Seuss story sometimes. We have a collection of vinyl and a record player that gets used maybe once a year. [Note to young'ns: vinyl is... ya know what, never mind.]

WHY do I have so much stuff?

I never watch the news. The news is depressing and reinforces all the negativity in the world and I want to focus on the positives. But I'm aware, believe me. I'm aware of all the horrible things going on. The fact that even the poorest in our country are rich when juxtaposed against the backdrop of poverty and starvation in other countries. I know there are children out there just a little older than my baby that are dying because of something that my child was routinely vaccinated against in thirty seconds or because they don't have a clean water supply or any way to bring down a raging fever.

I look at my meager pay for the year, the fact that I'm on Medicaid and WIC, the coupons that I cut, the bills that I have to pay each month, and the programs that I'm signed up for just to make ends meet and I think... wow.

I am so incredibly lucky.

I don't pity myself for being in this position, nor do I take for granted the aid that I'm relying on at this time. Because I know that I am rich. I am, in someone's eyes, living in a palace filled with baubles and I sit back and feel horrendously guilty.

I have food, I have clean water, I have a roof over my head, and the love of my husband and my family.

Everything else is just stuff. And I don't need all this stuff.

What can you and I do to eliminate stuff and help someone who really needs it? That's my goal for the year. Won't you join me?

Stephanie Jean