Tuesday, November 24, 2009

You, (Yes You!) Are Awesome...and for that, I am Thankful



I've been fortunate in my life, to know a lot of people.

Certainly,
as with anything in life, there are obvious pros and cons that come with that.

I know many people that I share the same interests, beliefs, lifestyle, etc., with and then, there are many people who are the polar opposite from me.

Frankly, I love that I have a wide-ranging spectrum of friends and acquaintances because quite honestly, who wants to surround themselves with people just like themselves? What an incredibly (boring) sheltered bubble of a life that would be to live.

But it's those very differences that I want to take a moment to celebrate and cherish.

I strongly believe that when you meet someone - whether a coworker, a friend, a friend of a friend, a server at a restaurant, a salesperson, a social networking connection, etc.,
- God divinely intended for that meeting/introduction to happen.

For what reason? I may never know right this second how the people I meet are supposed to figure out in the equation of my life, but I know, without a shadow of a doubt, our "collision" in life was divinely ordained and serves a greater purpose other than just the superficialities of this world/life that we can see.

I know I must rub many of you I know the wrong way, whether it be through my strong personality/beliefs/opinions/etc and for that, I am truly sorry, but thanks for putting up with me. Please find it in your heart to forgive me. I know I have done the same for you.

As I look through my Twitter and Facebook feeds, I look at each and every one of you and think to myself, "Wow. These people are awesome." Why? Because God loves each and everyone of you and gave me the privilege of getting to know you all.

And with Thanksgiving just two days away, I reflect on all the things I am grateful for, and I am grateful that you are part of my life.

Whether through an @ reply on Twitter, a Facebook wall post/comment, a social opportunity to hang out together, a hug, an email, a phone call, a text, a blog comment...you all have meant the world to me, in some shape or form.

You, being in my life, has enriched me in so many ways that are far numerous to list at this moment. I learn something every day from you.

You are so special and awesome, that God made only one of you in all your beauty and glory. You are magnificent. You are wonderful.

I want to tell you that I care about and love each and every one of you.

Why?

Because you, you are awesome.

God certainly thinks so.

And for that, I'm eternally grateful.

With Love and Thanksgiving,
Maureen

Monday, November 16, 2009

A Reason for Everything


I strongly believe that God places us in certain positions, situations, circumstances, seasons in life...all for the sole purpose of meeting that certain someone.

I may not fully understand what exactly God is trying to tell me, but that's okay.

What's important is my willingness to listen...and my willingness to act accordingly to what He tells me.

Because in the end, I know God is in control of my life and I'd rather trust in Him, than in myself (or anyone else)...any ole day.


Your will be done Jesus.


Amen.

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Sesame Street Turns 40: Reflections of a 30-year-old Woman



Today, Sesame Street turns 40.

Growing up as a little girl with an incredibly active imagination, it was SO much more than just a kid's educational, entertainment show for me.

Looking back, I realize that it was more of a religious experience for me and it was the type of show that - as a single child at the time (before the sis came into my life) - I absolutely thrived and flourished on, and that fed my creative, inquisitive soul...every. single. day.

I would excitedly come back home from school, hastily do my homework, take a warm shower, all in time for the first note of the show's opening theme song. I remember throwing tantrum fits, much to my parents' chagrin and frustration, if I realized that I was running "late" and could possibly miss the opening note.

I would put on my favorite PJs, grab my favorite blankie and my favorite cats (at the time) and settle in my "picnic/sleep fort" in front of the TV (till this day, I have no idea why our TV was on cinder blocks for a while!)

Gathering the troops

As I watched the show, my mom would either bring me my dinner, or if I wasn't terribly hungry that night, a warm bottle of Ovaltine milk (yes, I used to drink milk from a baby's bottle even though I was 5 years old...SO SUE ME!!)

The troops remain loyal even when abandoned for moving images on the TV screen

I had no idea - nor did I care - what the political climate of the time was, what the latest headlines were, or how the economy was doing, but the one thing I did know for sure - and truly cared about - was that when that opening song came on, my friends: Maria, Gordon, Big Bird, Snufalufagus, Bert & Ernie, Cookie Monster, Oscar, Count, Elmo, Kermit, Grover and company, were all going to make (my lil world) a much better place.

Looking back and reflecting on the last 40 years of The Street, floods me with a swell of emotions: happiness, nostalgia, fondness, longing and innocence.

Sometimes, as a 30-year-old woman trying to be an adult and find herself in this big, bad, ugly, cruel world, all I want to do is take a warm shower, grab my kitties around me, snuggle up on my couch "picnic/sleep fort" and wait for that opening note and the chance to belt my lil heart out...about a time where innocence - truly - once existed for me...




Sunny Day
Sweepin' the clouds away
On my way to where the air is sweet

Can you tell me how to get,
How to get to Sesame Street

Come and play
Everything's A-OK
Friendly neighbors there
That's where we meet

Can you tell me how to get
How to get to Sesame Street

It's a magic carpet ride
Every door will open wide
To Happy people like you--
Happy people like
What a beautiful

Sunny Day
Sweepin' the clouds away
On my way to where the air is sweet

Can you tell me how to get,
How to get to Sesame street...
How to get to Sesame Street
How to get to...

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

A Voice in the Dark


I am a woman who
...


...wants

...
craves
...
aches
...
yearns
...
desires
...
needs


And I'm a woman who realizes that being "good" [most of the time] can be very tiring and frustrating.

Jesus,
please help me.

Please.

Thursday, October 1, 2009

A Friday Night Just Out of this World



So tomorrow night, I have a hot date.

Technically, I will be an official escort for a hot date.

Make that a hot...blind...date.

That's right.

I'm going to be an escort for a hot date whom I have never met before.

Sounds like an exciting Friday night doesn't it?

I bet you're wishing that you could have in on some of the same sweet action...don'tcha?

Well, you can!

My church, Vineyard Community Church, will be hosting its 2nd Annual Prom.

But this isn't just some ordinary-run-of-the-mill-high-school-wanna-be prom.

The Vineyard's Prom is going to be out of this world!

Why?

Because Prom 2009 is all about our VIP Guests...all 1,000 of them.

1,000 individuals with special needs who have been overlooked by society. Who have never been invited or had the opportunity to attend a prom in their lifetime.

So on Friday, October 2, 2009, from 6-10pm, a magical evening of dancing, games, food and fun has been scheduled.

The theme will be "Out of this World" and for one night, Vineyard will be transformed into another galaxy in order to host hundreds of stars.

It's all about showing God's extravagant love in a fun and practical way by celebrating our friends with special needs.

Make that our 1,000 hot dates.

Help is still needed, so sign up here to see how you can get a piece of this sweet Friday night action!

And watch the video below (from Prom 2008: A Evening With the Stars) to see why Prom 2009 is just gonna be...out of this world...




Free Services for Non-Profits



The company I work for, Purple Trout, LLC, is offering FREE search engine optimization (SEO) and social media optimization (SMO) services for non-profit organizations in a unique, community contest.

Purple Trout will be donating SEO and SMO services to three (3) non-profit organizations for 6 months of professional service.

So if you're either a local, regional or national NPO, which may be in the need for such services, make sure you act quick!

Contest deadline is Oct. 31. Winners will be announced in early November.

Apply here.

Also, check out the podcast about the contest.

Oh, and while you're at it, might as well check out the blog.

Good luck and God bless...and may the best NPO win!

Saturday, September 19, 2009

Ammachy




Today is the nine year anniversary of my grandmother's - Sister Ammu George - passing.

I called her Ammachy.

She was my second mother.

The one who raised me to be the spiritual woman I am today.

Words can't express the bond/connection we shared.

There are just too many stories to tell.

Maybe one day, I'll write a book about what an incredible woman she was.

But for now, I just want to acknowledge her.

I miss her.

It's an ache that I never thought I'd feel for someone.

I found this birthday card that I had given her, just a few days ago while I was rummaging through some things.

It's dated 3-5-01.

Exactly one month before she was diagnosed with terminal cancer.

And exactly six months before she passed away.

I miss you Ammachy.

And love you more than ever.


Birthdays: Past & Present


The Past




The Present*



*[Amazingly delicious] vegan cherry cheesecake from The Loving Cafe


Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Thirty Years in the Making: A Birthday Reflection



Thirty years ago, today...I was born in silence.

Which is pretty ironic, because outside the room I was born in, it sounded like a freight train.

When I came into the world, I wasn't crying, I was barely breathing...nada, zip, zilch.

Everyone thought I was dead.

****

People are always asking me, "So where are you from?" And when I go into my lil schpeel of, "I-was-born-in-the-Caribbean-but-am-originally-of-Indian-decent," I always get the proverbial, "Come again?" or "Say whaaaa??!!"

So today, as I reflect on my thirty years of life here on this earth, I thought I'd share my beginning...

The year was 1979 and it was the 18th day of September. The location was St. John's, Antigua.


During this time, rearing it's ugly head and [literally] making waves in the Atlantic Ocean and Caribbean Sea, was a behemoth of a hurricane...Hurricane David. (
This is probably why, "I love stormy weather the best and more than most," and probably why my Dad has called me, "His little hurricane.")

A Category 5 hurricane, David left its mark on history as being among the deadliest hurricanes in the latter half of the 20th century, killing 2,068 people in its path. (Learn more about David here.)


While David howled and growled outside (and the torrential rains fell and the skies darkened and the winds howled), in the only hospital on the island - Holberton Hospital, a 27 year-old woman who had been struggling for hours in labor, finally gave up her efforts in pushing her child out, while her husband did everything in his medical power to make sure his wife's delivery and the birth of his first born was a safe and healthy one, and all the while, in the background, a mother-in-law frantically paced the delivery room, praying.

The chief OBGYN, Dr. Ghosh, turned to my father and said, "Hold on the C-section...let's try the forceps."

A few minutes later...I entered the world, as Mridula Mareen Chandy Jacob. (As a show of gratitude for Dr. Ghosh's help in the delivery, they decided to name me after his wife, Mridula.)

I was born not technically dead...but I wasn't technically fully alive.

And as the delivery room erupted into further chaos as staff tended to me and my father and Dr. Ghosh tended to my mother, and my grandmother circled in panic, Hurricane David reminded everyone that he was the real star of the day...as the lights dimmed and the roof started to curl up and expose David's deafening screech and wetness outside.

With my mother's condition stabilized and my breathing somewhat stabilized, the decision was made to move me to a more secure part of the hospital and to an incubator, which hopefully would bring my vitals back to normal. While my father
stayed back with my mom, my grandma ran after the nurse who was carrying me.

According to my grandmother, the nurse hastily put me in the incubator and then ran back to the delivery room to check on my mom. My grandmother said that as she leaned over to look at me in the incubator, she noticed that something was still wrong. I still didn't seem right. My breathing wasn't getting better, in fact, it looked like I was destabilizing again.

As she tried tried to find anyone to give me some medical attention - everyone seemed to have vanished because of
David's imminent threat - she noticed something...the incubator was not plugged into the outlet.

If my grandmother hadn't ran after that nurse, I may or may have not been here today, writing this post 30 years later.


From that day on, I've always had a special bond/connection with my grandmother (which I will talk about in more detail in a future post.)

I gotta admit, I'm going through a wave of emotions today: nostalgia, happiness, numbness, disbelief, gratitude, etc., all leaving me very unsure of how I feel about leaving my twenties behind and entering this new era of my life.

One thing I know for sure though is this...

That my getting here was rife with obstacles but despite it all, I am here. And I strongly believe for a particular...divine...purpose.

What that particular purpose is, I am still trying to figure out thirty years later.

But that's okay.

Because I know that God is in control of my life.

And my promise to myself...and God...is to continue what I've been doing for the past 30 years...and the agenda for the 30 ahead...figuring out that particular, divine purpose...and fulfilling it.

This
verse came to me this birthday morning:


"Before I formed you in the womb I knew you, before you were born I set you apart; I appointed you as a prophet to the nations."

Jeremiah 1:5 (New International Version)


And even though I some[often]times feel like my thirty years don't really have that much to show for, I know that's okay.

Because like Brandon Heath sings, God isn't finished with me...yet.

And I'm okay with that too.

He's up to something...

I just have to wait and see.



Happy Anniversary




Thirty one years ago, today, Chandy (Shashi) Jacob (of the Anglican faith) and Elizabeth (Thangam) George (of the Pentecostal faith) stood before each other and dedicated their lives to each other...and God (in an Anglican church) at 11 a.m., in Kerala, India.


It goes without saying, that these past 31 years of marriage have been a miracle divinely predestined and blessed by God.

Happy 31 Dad and Mom.

Here's to 31 more...

God willing.




18 The LORD God said, "It is not good for the man to be alone. I will make a helper suitable for him."

19 Now the LORD God had formed out of the ground all the beasts of the field and all the birds of the air. He brought them to the man to see what he would name them; and whatever the man called each living creature, that was its name.

20 So the man gave names to all the livestock, the birds of the air and all the beasts of the field. But for Adam no suitable helper was found.

21 So the LORD God caused the man to fall into a deep sleep; and while he was sleeping, he took one of the man's ribs and closed up the place with flesh.

22 Then the LORD God made a woman from the rib he had taken out of the man, and he brought her to the man.

23 The man said, "This is now bone of my bones 
and flesh of my flesh; she shall be called 'woman, ' for she was taken out of man."

24 For this reason a man will leave his father and mother and be united to his wife, and they will become one flesh.


Genesis 2:18-24 (New International Version)



9 Two are better than one, because they have a good return for their work:

10 If one falls down, his friend can help him up. But pity the man who falls 
and has no one to help him up!

11 Also, if two lie down together, they will keep warm. But how can one keep warm alone?

12 Though one may be overpowered, two can defend themselves. A cord of three strands is not quickly broken.

Ecclesiastes 4:9-12 (New International Version)



Wednesday, September 9, 2009

A Simple Prayer




Dear Jesus,

I have one simple prayer.

Please help me...

Please help me to NOT be ...

...rageful
...angry
...quick-tempered
...hateful
...misleading
...lustful
...perverse
...conditional
...evil
...judgmental
...critical
....emotional
...paranoid
...ungrateful
...jealous
...envious
...covetous
...gluttonous
...slothful
...lazy
...insecure
...shallow
...unclean
...pessimistic
...apathetic
...unmotivated
...listless
...numb
...distracted
...revengeful
...forgetful
...foolish
...hasty
...harsh
...mean spirited
...hopeless
...lost
...confused
...longing
...unforgiving
...depressing
...bitter
...unfriendly
...sensitive
...careless
...wasteful
...unsatisfied
...anxious
...worried
...stressed
...fatigued
...unlikable
...confrontational
...despised
...prideful
...easily affected
...impatient
...unstable
...disrespectful
...stubborn
...combative
...narcissistic
...immature



...and most of all, please help me to NOT be a disappointment to you.

All this I ask in your name,

Amen.

Thursday, August 13, 2009

Excellence


Today will mark one month since I've been working at Purple Trout.

It's really hard to believe, since it only felt like yesterday, that I was still at home, job hunting from my couch.

Guess time flies when you're having fun.

Every day I'm grateful to God for His blessings and the opportunities He's placed before me, but in typical human fashion - and mainly because of the insecurities instilled in me after being let go from my job back in January - I find myself constantly doubting my abilities and the security of my position. I always feel like things are a little too good to be true and that with a *SNAP* everything will disappear.

But no matter what happens...or doesn't happen...I realize that I don't have any control over my job situation, or my life for that matter.

All I can do is trust in God.

And do my part.

Because that's how it works: you do your part and God will do His.

We are expected to do our duty, whether that means being the best employee, employer, teacher, student, parent, sibling, friend, etc., or whatever your current role in life may be...you have to strive to be the best.

That is our duty as Christians: utilizing the gifts, talents, skills and abilities that God has placed in each of us, to the best of our abilities.

Once we do that, God will do His duty: honoring and rewarding our diligence.

Here are a couple of things I've learned from my previous...and present...employment experiences:


  1. Remember that your boss is God. By honoring your human boss, you honor God, but God is the One who you're working for.
  2. Everything you do should bring God glory...not your ego, your boss or your company.
  3. Never put your faith/trust in man: man (including your own self) will ALWAYS fail you; God NEVER fails you.
  4. Never let money be a priority. Once you let money become important to you, it ruins you...and those around you.
  5. Remember that none of it: the job, the career, the title, the money, your abilities, etc...NONE of it belongs to you. God has GIVEN you everything. What He gives, He can take away. Jut keep that in mind, when you are reluctant to pay your tithes and hold on to your paycheck.
  6. Be grateful...for everything: the good, bad and the ugly. God has put you in your current job/career for a reason...understanding and recognizing that will change your attitude.

Below is a devotional that, ironically, I just read yesterday.

Rick Warren outlines five characteristics that all successful - Christian - people should exhibit/strive for.

It's the "work module" that I currently apply, and hope to perfect, in my "strategy" for excelling at my career...and everything else in my life for that matter.




Excelling at What You Do

By Rick Warren | Wednesday, August 5, 2009 | 4:22 PM EDT

“Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as though you were working for the Lord and not for people” (Colossians 3:23 TEV).

During the 2008 Summer Olympics, Michael Phelps gave us an extraordinary display of the pursuit of excellence. But the truth is every athlete in the Olympics pursues excellence as peak performers in their categories of competition.

The Bible identifies five characteristics of people who excel at what they do.

1. People who excel work with enthusiasm.
Regardless of whether the job is big or small, give it your best. Great performers give their best effort, no matter the size of the audience: “Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as though you were working for the Lord and not for people” (Colossians 3:23 TEV).

2. People who excel sharpen their skills.
They never stop developing, growing, learning, and improving: “If your ax is dull and you don’t sharpen it, you have to work harder to use it. It is smarter to plan ahead” (Ecclesiastes 10:10 TEV). It takes more than desire to excel, it takes skill! Remember, you’re never wasting time when you’re sharpening your “ax.”

3. People who excel keep their word.
They are reliable. They can be counted on to do what they say they’ll do. So they excel because people of integrity are rare in our society: “Everyone talks about how loyal and faithful he is, but just try to find someone who really is!” (Proverbs 20:6 TEV).

4. People who excel maintain a positive attitude.
Even under pressure, or change, or unrealistic demands, they don’t allow themselves to become negative: “Do everything without complaining or arguing, so that you may become blameless and pure, children of God without fault in a crooked and depraved generation, in which you shine like stars in the universe as you hold out the word of life . . .” (Philippians 2:14–16 NIV). And remember: “If your boss is angry at you, don’t quit! A quiet spirit can overcome even great mistakes” (Ecclesiastes 10:4 NLT).

5. People who excel do more than is expected.
This is a secret that every successful person has discovered. You’ll never excel by only doing what is required. Jesus said, “If someone takes unfair advantage of you, use the occasion to practice the servant life. No more tit-for-tat stuff. Live generously” (Matthew 5:40–42 MSG).

The Broadway lyricist Oscar Hammerstein once told the story of seeing the top of the Statue of Liberty from a helicopter. He was impressed because of the incredible detail the artist had sculpted on an area that no one was expected to see. In fact, the Statue of Liberty was completed with no idea that man would someday be able to fly over the statue!

When you’re tempted to cut corners, thinking, “No one will ever know,” remember God is looking down and sees everything you do. Give him your best this week!

(Devotional taken directly from: http://www.purposedriven.com)


Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Heart of Mouth




When given the opportunity, who did you choose to honor and promote...God...or yourself?

When you were given your soapbox, your talents, your skills, your moment in time...who did you choose to talk about/dwell on/direct people's attention to?

When given a forum to reach hundreds, and even, thousands of people, who did you choose to give praise to?

When the marquee was up, whose name was in bold, flashing, bright letters?

Have you assumed the lead role/star of the production position...or do people know that God is the director and leading role?

If it's all about you, then it is never about God.

Your ego CAN NOT compete with God's.

Who is at the bottom of you heart?

You?

Or God?


Two Kinds of People


"A good man out of the good treasure of his heart brings forth good; and an evil man out of the evil treasure of his heart brings forth evil. For out of the abundance of the heart his mouth speaks.
"


Luke 6:45 (New King James Version)

Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Hung



This *man was born to be nekked...

...and a Happiness Consultant.




Sunday nights never (ever!) looked so good.

Patricia Arquette is one lucky biatch. I mean, real lucky.






*Jesus, please forgive me....for I have sinned.


Monday, July 27, 2009

The Next Chapter: Part 2


My, "The Next Chapter", post made local news yesterday.

It originally aired in the 6p.m. Sunday broadcast, then again at 11p.m., and then made the Top 5 stories during Monday's News 5 Today broadcast.

Special thanks to Michael Altman, Andrew Setters and Dan Roark at WLWT. And even more special thanks to Altman who wanted to take the faith angle with the story and insisting the interview be done in the parking lot of Vineyard Community Church...just before I attended my regular service on Sunday. I wouldn't have done the interview, if I couldn't talk about my faith. Altman and Setters, thank you both for making sure that angle remained in the package.

The moral of this story kids?

Give God...and social media...at least...one chance.



"So whether you eat or drink or whatever you do, do it all for the glory of God."

1 Corinthians 10:31 (New International Version)


"...'Not by might nor by power, but by my Spirit,' says the Lord Almighty."

Zechariah 4:6 (New International Version)



*UPDATE*

  • The story was picked up by MSNBC.
  • The sis has been my biggest cheerleader and unofficial paparazzi on "set." See pics here.

Monday, July 20, 2009

Can't You See?





You Belong With Me
Taylor Swift

You're on the phone with your girlfriend, She's upset
She's going off about something that you said
She doesn't get your humor like I do

I'm in the room, its a typical Tuesday night
I'm listening to the kind of music she doesn't like
And she'll never know your story like I do

But she wears short skirts, I wear t-shirts
She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers
Dreaming bout the day when you'll wake up and find
That what you're lookin for has been here the whole time

If you could see that I'm the one who understands you
Been here all along so why can't you see?
You belong with me
You belong with me

Walkin the streets with you in your worn out jeans
I cant help thinking this is how it ought to be
Laughing on the park bench thinkin to myself
Hey isn't this easy?

And you've got a smile that could light up this whole town
I haven't seen it in awhile, since she brought you down
You say you find I know you better than that
Hey, Whatcha doing with a girl like that?

She wears high heels, I wear sneakers
She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers
Dreaming bout the day when you'll wake up and find
That what you're looking for has been here the whole time

If you could see that I'm the one who understands you
Been here all along so why can't you see?
You belong with me

Standin by, waiting at your back door
All this time how could you not know that?
You belong with me
You belong with me

Oh I remember you driving to my house in the middle of the night
I'm the one who makes you laugh when you know you're about to cry
I know your favorite songs and you tell me about your dreams
I think I know where you belong. I think I know it's with me.

Can't you see that I'm the one who understand you?
Been here all along so why can't you see?
You belong with me

Standing by or waiting at your back door
All this time how could you not know that
You belong with me
You belong with me

Have you ever thought just maybe
You belong with me
You belong with me

Thursday, July 16, 2009

Being A Christian Means Setting Your Standards Low...Very Low



In my post on July 6th, I talked about living with frequent mistreatment and figuring out ways to sincerely love people who don't deserve to be loved...just as Jesus would.

I've learned that, for me at least, the best way to cope and handle all the negative "stuff" that comes my way...is not necessarily with a positive, sunshiny approach, but rather, in a more negative approach...

...by setting my expectations and standards low...very low.

"Huh?!" You may ask...scratching your head. "That doesn't make any sense! I thought Christians were all about sunshiny positiveness?"

Well, instead of me rambling on...I'll let Jesus' own words do the talking...


The World Hates the Disciples

18"If the world hates you, keep in mind that it hated me first.

19If you belonged to the world, it would love you as its own. As it is, you do not belong to the world, but I have chosen you out of the world. That is why the world hates you.

20Remember the words I spoke to you: 'No servant is greater than his master.' If they persecuted me, they will persecute you also. If they obeyed my teaching, they will obey yours also.

21They will treat you this way because of my name, for they do not know the One who sent me.

22If I had not come and spoken to them, they would not be guilty of sin. Now, however, they have no excuse for their sin.

23He who hates me hates my Father as well.

24If I had not done among them what no one else did, they would not be guilty of sin. But now they have seen these miracles, and yet they have hated both me and my Father.

25But this is to fulfill what is written in their Law: 'They hated me without reason.'"

John 15:18-25 (New International Version)


So in those moments, when I want to react in anger and retaliation to those who are rude or mistreating me...I just say to myself, "Who do you think you are Maureen? Do you think you should receive special treatment? If they treated Jesus badly, do you think they'll treat YOU any better?"

This is what I've been saying to myself for a while now.

Is it a defense mechanism on my part?

Absolutely.

But a defense mechanism that Jesus approved of, judging from the verses above.

In fact, I've definitely noticed that as my faith and love for God grows deeper and deeper on a daily basis and I mature more in my spirituality, the "worldly" reactions I get are more and more hateful and malicious...and more frequent.

It's gotten so bad, that now I've been able to look past people's actions and recognize them for what they really are: spiritual attacks.

Christians have self-centered expectations that they deserve the best of the best and should be treated like royalty. Those promises that God made for His children do exist...but they've been taken out of context. Those promises are to be fulfilled in heaven. While here on earth, this life we live is not to mirror that of royalty...but should mirror Christ's.

Jesus lived a working class life here on earth and He died like a lowly criminal. He was never treated as the true king He was. Why is it then that we Christians believe that we should be?

When Christians remove their high expectations of being treated like princes and princesses while here on earth, when reality hits them, they won't be so disappointed and quick to leave the faith.

Loving and living for God means dying to one's self...and one's ego: you are nobody. Jesus is everything.

Gotta admit, when someone wrongs me, it's an instantaneous good-mood crusher and I feel awful, but in a weird way I find myself smiling to myself. Because I know that this incident just means that I must be doing something right...so right that the devil can't stand it and is wriggling in hate and frustration. He'll do anything to get me down.

Well guess what buddy? I'm onto you...and your lil game...and guess what?! Your antics really just amuse me...nothing less, nothing more.

Because the more the world hates me, the more my love for God is
validated.

Saturday, July 11, 2009

The Next Chapter


It all started with one. single. status update. (click image for larger resolution):




That single status update has led to the next chapter in my life.

Steve Phillips not only responded to the update thread, but privately messaged me wanting to learn more about how my job search was going.

After numerous
back-and-forth messages and emails, a phone interview and two in-house interviews with Steve...I am now employed because of that one. single. status update.


Tomorrow, Monday, July 13, I will start working for Steve and Purple Trout, as the new Director of Business Development.

Admittedly, if you had asked me at the beginning of the year, if I'd be working for an Internet search engine optimization company, I would've said, "Come again?!"

But that's the story of my life.

Just when I think I finally have wrapped my brain around in trying to figure my life out...God goes and turns it...COMPLETELY...upside down.

Does this mean that I'm no longer a journalist/media professional?

Quite the contrary.

Ironically, it was my extensive media background that made me an ideal candidate for the position...according to Steve.

And I'll be utilizing t
hose very skills in securing new clients for and promoting the PT brand. (Note: So if your company needs help with search engine marketing services...call me! I can hook you up!)

Since I was laid off, back in January, it has been a long seven months of trying to secure some form of full-time work.

Along the way, there have been countless people that have supported me.

Whether it was a phone call, a prayer, a kind word, a card, a note, an email, a text, a joke, an anecdote, a drink, a dinner, a coffee, a night out on the town, advice, a shoulder to lean/cry on, financial assistance, short-term freelance projects, an offer to pass my resume along, a heads up on a job opening at their company, a heads up on a job opening at another company, a Facebook message, a Tweet, a DM, a hug, a professional reference, a professional recommendation, a word-of-mouth referral, a link to job listings, possible new start-up business ventures, care, concern, faith or confidence in me, emotional support, etc., - WHATEVER form it was - I just wanted to say...


Thank you.


Thank you for being there for me.

You may or may not remember how your
kindness and thoughtfulness moved me...but I will NEVER forget.

I hope that I, in some humble way, can repay each and every one of you for your generosity.

And...without further adieu...and in no particular order (well, except for the first four listed)...I want to thank each. and. every. one. of. you. (And if I have forgotten anyone, please don't take it personal...my brain's just getting old. Leave me a comment and I'll be sure to include you.)

You know how you specifically helped me during my difficult unemployment. I don't have to write it out.

But I just wanted to acknowledge it...and you....





And last but not least, a special thanks to Steve and the rest of the Purple Trout family.

Needless to say, I am very excited about this new chapter in my life and am looking forward to working with an incredible team of people and for an exciting company that's definitely going places.


Thank you Steve and the PT family for giving me...at least...

...one chance.

Friday, July 10, 2009

Boys Will Be Boys...



I don't know why this picture makes me smile coyly to myself.

Usually, when I see men gawking, I puke in my mouth...and then into the sis'.

But there's just something about this pic that just makes me happy and warm-all-over.

And really, after close introspection, I strongly believe it's because this picture just solidifies what I already assumed about our President:

Obama is a freak.*

And baby...

...mama loves her some freaks.

*sigh*




(Note: Sarkozy's actions are not anything new...everyone knows he's a dog.)

(Note-to-the-note: Okay, okay, so there's apparently video that may clear up Obama's twice-over...but in my mind...it'll always be because he likes big butts and he cannot lie.)

(Note-to-the-note's-note: Okay...can you even BEGIN to imagine the beat down Bama got from Michelle when they got back home??!! Oh to be a fly on that wall!)

(Alright...I'm done.)

















*Takes one...to know one.

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

When Newsmakers Make (Sad) News



Today will be a hard day.

Reports have been public for a while that The Cincinnati Enquirer will be laying off 100 employees this week, most of whom will know their fate before July 9th.

I know many people that work at the company.

I've read their numerous Facebook status updates of them trying to cope with this day.

To all my friends and acquaintances, who will be affected by this unfortunate time - whether as a part of management or as employee - my prayers are with each and every one of you.

I know how you must be feeling.

I have been there.

I offer you only what I know best...a prayer of hope...and serenity...

Serenity Prayer
by Reinhold Niebuhr

God, give us grace to accept with serenity
the things that cannot be changed,
Courage to change the things
which should be changed,
and the Wisdom to distinguish
the one from the other.

Living one day at a time,
Enjoying one moment at a time,
Accepting hardship as a pathway to peace,
Taking, as Jesus did,
This sinful world as it is,
Not as I would have it,
Trusting that You will make all things right,
If I surrender to Your will,
So that I may be reasonably happy in this life,
And supremely happy with You forever in the next.

Amen.


***UPDATE***

The entire staff of CiN Weekly was laid off as well as Peter Bronson and David Wells.

Source.

Monday, July 6, 2009

What Would Jesus' Face Do?



I've often wondered about Jesus' facial expressions while He was here on earth.

Were the people around Him able to read His emotions?

Did Jesus wear His emotions on His sleeve?

There have been numerous documentation in the Bible about the various human emotions that Jesus felt and experienced. There's no denying that while He felt sad, angry and disappointed, that those emotions would play out physically in His demeanor, gestures and expressions.

What I want to know is, how did Jesus (non-verbally, facially) react to those who persecuted or mistreated Him?


I've been pondering this more recently since I find mys
elf trying to practice grace more and more in my daily life with people that are just plain ole rude and disgusting.

I know how to look past someone's despicable behavior and love them like Jesus would...that I have down pat. But it's the how I look when
I'm doing it...that has me a little bewildered.

Because sometimes when I say, "God bless you," - to the countless mean sales clerks who don't even make eye contact with me and literally throw my merchandise and receipt at me - I can't even muster the strength for a fake smile. It's like my face doesn't match the words coming outta my mouth and I bet if someone were watching me in closed caption, they would think I was just mumbling a swear word.

Now, don't get me wrong, it's not like I have a sour puss face on...I think what would best describe my usual expression when confronted with obvious hatred and meanness would be...stone faced or emotionless.

In general I don't think there's anything wrong with that, but I don't feel right about it...and that's usually a strong (divine) indication, to me, that I need to change my behavior...ASAP.

Did Jesus put on a fake grin and exuberantly shout, "Bless you my son!" when someone spat in His face? Or did He just utter the words stone faced? I can't imagine Jesus ever being fake and insincere.

But I really want to know...what would Jesus' face do in a similar situation?

I do believe that I should be sincere in blessing those who cu
rse me, otherwise, in God's eyes, I'd just be going through the motions.

And when I say to someone, "God bless you," after they have mistreated me, I sincerely mean it from the bottom of my heart, because I recognize that it's not the actual person that's doing it...but rather it's just a Satanic attack.


Now if I can just get my face to convey my sincerity...


Tuesday, June 23, 2009

I'll Take What's Mine



Clever got me this far
Then tricky got me in
Eye on what i'm after
I don't need another friend
Smile and drop the cliche
'Till you think I'm listening
I take just what I came for
Then I'm out the door again

Peripheral on the package
Don't care to settle in
Time to feed the monster
I don't need another friend
Comfort is a mystery
Crawling out of my own skin
Just give me what I came for, then I'm out the door again

Lie to get what I came for
Lie to get just what I need
Lie to get what I crave
Lie and smile to get what's mine

Eye on what i'm after
I don't need another friend
Nod and watch your lips move
If you need me to pretend
Because clever got me this far
Then tricky got me in
I'll take just what I came for
Then I'm out the door again

Lie to get what I came for
Lie to get what I need now
Lie to get what I'm craving
Lie and smile to get what's mine

Give this to me
Mine, mine, mine
Take what's mine
Mine, mine, mine
Take what's mine
Mine, mine, mine

Lie to get what I came for
Lie to get what I need now
Lie to get what I'm craving
Lie to smile and get what's mine

Give this to me
Take what's mine
Mine, mine, mine
Take what's mine
Give this to me

Take what's mine, take what's mine, mine...
Take what's mine, take what's mine, take what's mine,
This is mine, mine, mine [whispered]

Monday, June 22, 2009

SOS 2009: June 22-26



Every year, during the third week of June, hundreds of junior and senior high school students flood the Vineyard Community Church for SOS: Summer of Service.

In a nutshell: SOS is not your average summer camp for kids.

Instead, SOS is a MEGA service-oriented camp/conference during which, for one week, hundreds of young people will be loving
the people of Cincinnati into a relationship with Jesus, through various daily outreaches/community projects such as free car washes, block parties, water giveaways. Also, the kids experience powerful worship with some pretty cool national acts and great messages from some pretty cool speakers everyday. The whole point of SOS is to give students an opportunity to grow closer to God while developing a heart to serve those around them and instead of just telling people about God's love, getting creative in showing His love in practical ways.

This year, more than 900 students have registered and you better believe it's gonna be a blast.

Needless to say, with all those hyped-up-excited-to-serve-God-and-people teenagers running around...you better believe that TONS of adult supervision is required...about 1,500 adult volunteers to be exact.


I've been involved with SOS throughout the years, working a few days/hours here and there at a couple of block parties and water giveaways, but for the first time this year (I seriously believe that God provided this time in my life when I'm in between jobs, as an excellent serving opportunity), I'll actually be "working" all day, all week! Talk about an alternative...über fun..."full-time job!" Oh! And to top it all off, the sis will be serving along side me since she's off for the summer from UC! (another God sign that we TOTALLY should be doing SOS!)

Everyday, except Thursday, I'll be doing the block parties. Thursday I'll be doing something that's entirely new to SOS this year, serving as a Special Ops Team member. Also, there's a HUGE, special surprise event scheduled on Thursday that's supposed to knock the socks off the kids!

Words can't even describe how excited I am about this leg of the week, during which I will be paired with an awesome cool cat named DaJuan in making sure, that despite his special needs, he'll have an awesome experience! Hopefully, DaJuan won't think I'm an uncool, old lady and he'll get my corny, sarcastic sense of humor! HA! Can't. Friggin. Wait!

If you are interested in serving, there are still spots available throughout the week. Even if you can only do an hour, every bit o' help...helps! So sign up and come be part of a serving experience I guarantee...you'll never forget...or never regret!

So stay tuned for my twitter updates and blog posts regarding all the SOS hoopla. And make sure you're in the loop with all the official SOS updates:

Twitter (as well as all mentions of #summerofservice on Twitter)

and

Facebook

This year's SOS focus/theme is social justice (ha! something that I'm definitely ALL ABOUT! Another God sign?...I certainly think so!), with the scripture, Micah 6:8, serving as inspiration. So all SOS initiatives will be focused on serving the hungry, the poor, the illiterate, the forgotten and the minimized.

Imagine. One week. One week to change your life. To change other people's lives. To join hundreds of other junior and high school students to impact the city of Cincinnati in revolutionary ways.

It's gonna be freakin AWESOME!


"He has showed you, O man, what is good.
And what does the LORD require of you?
To act justly and to love mercy
and to walk humbly with your God."

Micah 6:8 (New International Version)




*All photos from SOS
Facebook

Joyce Baresel



Joyce Baresel (pictured) and her friend Christa Roenser, just finished a fun night downtown, when they decided to take a cab home e
arly Sunday morning on June 18th.

At exactly 1 a.m., Baresel's life would change forever.

As the cab traveled eastbound on Columbia Parkway, near Torrence Parkway, a rock came through the windshield.

According to reports this is what transpired:

"I heard, like, a loud noise, and thought it was just a rock hitting the windshield," Roenser said.

She looked at her friend and discovered it was much worse.

"She had her head down," Roenser said. "Her head was in her hands, and that's when I saw we were both covered in blood."

Reports say that Baresel - a 23-year-old skin care specialist from New York, residing in Batavia and who works at Mitchell's Salon - suffered a skull fracture, facial nerve damage and brain damage. She is currently listed as "in critical condition" at University Hospital's neuro unit.

Even though doctors say that Baresel will recover, they say it could still take several months and they project that she'll have permanent nerve damage.

Apparently, what happened to Baresel was not just an unfortunate freak accident. According to reports, at least 10 cars have been targeted along Columbia Parkway near Torrence Parkway. Baresel's incident just happened to be the first that ended in horrific results.

The police are labeling the incidents as "pranks."

I can't even begin to fathom that there are individual(s) out there who would be so utterly disgusting to do such things...all in the name of a laugh or as a means to fight boredom or to get their rage out.

Stories like these make my blood boil.

Stories like this make me wanna get all Moses on whoever-did-this' ass.

Stories like this make me ask God, "How can you forgive asshole punks like this?"

If I had it my way, I'd find whoever did this and stone them to death.

That seems like a fair punishment right?

But since I love Jesus, and
since I know that the consequences they will face before God will be far-more fitting than a human pelt-down, my anger is waned...slightly.

So all I can do is pray...

...pray for Baresel and her quick recovery and that at the end of everything, she'll be miraculously healed and in better shape before the accident. Yes...that's the definition of a miracle, people.

...pray for
Baresel's family and friends that they may experience God's peace and strength and courage during this difficult time. And pray that they aren't discouraged or lose faith in God.

...and lastly, pray for the individual(s) responsible for all of this. Pray that they will stop their so called "pranks" and stop putting the lives of people in jeopardy. Pray for their forgiveness and that they will be so broken with contrition that they will come forward and turn themselves into the police and try to right the horrible wrongs they did.

And another thing I'll do is help...however I can.

Because I realize that Baresel is the same age as my sister and I realize how many times she has driven Columbia Parkway to get to her friend's house or Mt. Lookout or Mt. Adams.

Because I realize how many times both of us...as well as countless others...have driven that route...and we came away unscathed.

Because it could've been ANY. ONE. OF. US.

Since Baresel didn't have any health insurance at the time of the incident (my blood boils at the whole health care system...but that'll be for another post)...and her recovery could take several months - which in turn means immense medical bills and follow-up treatments, coupled with the fact that she'll be out of commission to work -
family and friends are asking anyone wanting to make a contribution to help offset her expenses, to make a contribution to the "Joyce Baresel Fund" at any Fifth Third Bank branch.

Also, the Pub Crawl Fundraiser for Joyce Baresel will take place this Saturday, June 27 in Mt. Adams. A $20 wristband and bar specials will surely help start put a dent in Baresel's inevitable expenses.

So, please, show your support for Baresel, either on Saturday or at a Fifth Third location.

And show support through your prayers.
..

...because Joyce needs them now, more than ever.



***Police are asking that anyone with information about these rock-throwing incidents, to contact Crime Stoppers at (513)352-3040 or text tips to (513)352-3050. Cash compensation may be awarded for pertinent info. ***



***Click here for updates on the investigation**

Sunday, June 21, 2009

Happy Father's Day



What Makes a Dad?

God took the strength of a mountain,
The majesty of a tree,
The warmth of a summer sun,
The calm of a quiet sea,
The generous soul of nature,
The comforting arm of night,
The wisdom of the ages,
The power of the eagle's flight,
The joy of a morning in spring,
The faith of a mustard seed,
The patience of eternity,
The depth of a family need,
Then God combined these qualities,
When there was nothing more to add,
He knew His masterpiece was complete,
And so,

He called it...Dad

- Author unknown


"As a father has compassion on his children,
so the LORD has compassion on those who fear him."

- Psalm 103:13


Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Fool me once, Shame on you; Fool me twice, Shame on me...

Stupid By Sarah Mclachlan


Night lift up the shades
let in the brilliant light of morning
but steady there now
for I am weak and starving for mercy
sleep has left me alone
to carry the weight of unravelling where we went wrong
it's all I can do to hang on
to keep me from falling
into old familiar shoes

[Chorus]

how stupid could I be
a simpleton could see
that you're no good for me
but you're the only one I see

love has made me a fool
it set me on fire and watched as I floundered
unable to speak
except to cry out and wait for your answer
but you come around in your time
speaking of fabulous places
create an oasis
dries up as soon as you're gone
you leave me here burning
in this desert without you

[Chorus]

everything changes
everything falls apart
can't stop to feel myself losing control
but deep in my senses I know

[Chorus]

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Go Red Pink and Blue!


Good friend, Candy Silvasy (Art of the Spa and Spa4Diabetes) and Cincy Chic have joined forces for a unique health awareness event for women, starting Thursday 6/25 through Saturday 6/27.

Here's some more info about the event:

"The “Red, Pink and Blue” event series aims to raise awareness about three of the top 10 health risks for women while raising money for three local non-profit organizations. The “Red” represents heart health, the “Pink” represents breast health and the “Blue” represents diabetes health. The three non-profit organizations benefitting from this event series are The American Heart Association, Pink Ribbon Girls and Spa4Diabetes." (Source)

Make sure you check out the main site for further deets on the entire schedule, chock full of fun, fashion, chic and health! And click here for all the media/blogger coverage about the event.

Also, if you're a local blogger or member of the press, you can get a free preview of the event on Tuesday 6/16, between 6-8p,
at The McAlpin Condominiums.

So make sure you get out and...

Go Red Pink and Blue!


Monday, June 15, 2009

Show Me What I’m Looking For



“Show Me What I’m Looking For”

CAROLINA LIAR

Wait, I’m wrong
Should have done better than this
Please, I’ll be strong
I’m finding it hard to resist
So show me what I’m looking for

CHORUS

Save me, I’m lost
Oh lord, I’ve been waiting for you
I’ll pay any cost
Save me from being confused
Show me what I’m looking for
Show me what I’m looking for…oh lord

Don’t let go
I’ve wanted this far too long
Mistakes become regrets
I’ve learned to love abuse
Please show me what I’m looking for

CHORUS

Save me, I’m lost
Oh lord, I’ve been waiting for you
I’ll pay any cost
Save me from being confused
Show me what I’m looking for
Show me what I’m looking for…oh lord

Show me what I’m looking for
Show me what I’m looking for
Show me what I’m looking for

CHORUS

Save me, I’m lost
Oh lord, I’ve been waiting for you
I’ll pay any cost
Just save me from being confused
Wait, I’m wrong
I can’t do better than this
I’ll pay any cost
Save me from being confused
Show me what I’m looking for
Show me what I’m looking for
Show me what I’m looking for
Show me what I’m looking for…oh lord

When?

When will ___ be Jesus?

...my time?
...my turn?
...my chance?
...my moment?
...my opportunity?
...my happiness?
...my destiny?
...Your will for me?


When?


Thursday, June 11, 2009

Happy Birthday Ingrid Newkirk



Sixty years ago, on this day, Ingrid Newkirk was born in Surrey, England.

As PETA president and cofounder, Newkirk has led the world's largest animal rights organization for more than 25 years. Her passion and dedication to making this world a better place for all living beings has inspired countless others to do what they can to help animals.

Newkirk and PETA believe that animals deserve the most basic rights — in particular, consideration of their own best interests regardless of whether they are useful to humans. Like humans, they are capable of suffering and have interests in living their own lives. Therefore, they are not ours to use — for food, clothing, entertainment, experimentation, or for any other reason.

You can learn more about Newkirk's ongoing legacy here.

I may not agree with a lot of PETA's tactics and antics, but Newkirk is a personal hero of mine, because of her tireless drive and passion in making sure that animals are treated with respect and with compassion.

Because of Newkirk, animals are now treated as God intended they should be.

Because of Newkirk, laws now exist to hold accountable those who abuse and mistreat animals.

Because of Newkirk, laws now exist to protect animals and give them rights that any other sentient being rightfully deserves.

To celebrate her birthday, PETA has set up an electronic group card for everyone to send Newkirk well wishes. (I signed it on page #1209!)

In addition, people can also make a donation to Newkirk's beloved project, Animal Rahat. Newkirk is especially passionate about Animal Rahat because she personally witnessed the sad conditions of working animals in India during her childhood there and even intervened to try to stop the abuse.

As an Indian, I am particularly fond of this cause as well. I have, unfortunately, personally witnessed the hardships that many animals endure on the streets, in my visits to family back in India. It's heart-wrenching and I'm ashamed that my own people are so cruel and heartless. So, I have done my part in making sure I will not condone what my people are doing to donkeys, bullocks and other animals that are regularly seen to be worked to death, malnourished, severely dehydrated and routinely beaten.

If you too would like to make a difference, you can also
make a donation to Animal Rahat either here or here.

Whether you love her or hate her, agree or disagree with her organization, one thing's for sure...

Sixty years ago, if Ingrid Newkirk hadn't been born, this world would've been a very, very different place for animals.

A very dark place.

But because she was...at least animals have some hope...and a voice...Ingrid's voice.

Because she was born, an angel of mercy is here on earth, watching over animals.

God bless you Ingrid.

God bless you.

And thank you.

Thanks for all that you do for animals.


"The greatness of a nation and its moral progress can be judged by the way its animals are treated."

- Mahatma Gandhi


"'...I tell you the truth...whatever you do unto the least of my brothers, you do it unto me.'"

- Matthew 25:40


*UPDATE*

Birthday well-wishers donated more than $12,000 to Animal Rahat!

The folks at Animal Rahat were tickled to be the recipients of such generous gifts, so they made a birthday cake and gave out celebratory fresh grass (a big treat for the animals) and vital nutrition packs along the village roadways.

Click here to see pics of the shindig!

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Don't Make Me Lay This One On Ya!


I was a gangsta since I was a wee lass...or...lad?
I was spittin' these rhymes outta my motha's womb.
I was stunnin' my bling like it was gold.
M.I.A. ain't got nothing on me!

Word.


Location: St. John's, Antigua, West Indies.

And special thanks to my Dad, without whom, all these Kodak moments wouldn't have been possible.

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

Beacuse Cookies Are WAY Better Than Water Boarding. Way.



In the June 8 issue of TIME, one of the articles caught my eye.

"How To Make Terrorists Talk," tells the tale of two American interrogators, hired by the government to do one job: get Osama bin Laden's former chief bodyguard, Abu Jandal, to talk:

The most successful interrogation of an Al-Qaeda operative by U.S. officials required no sleep deprivation, no slapping or "walling" and no waterboarding. All it took to soften up Abu Jandal, who had been closer to Osama bin Laden than any other terrorist ever captured, was a handful of sugar-free cookies.

Abu Jandal had been in a Yemeni prison for nearly a year when Ali Soufan of the FBI and Robert McFadden of the Naval Criminal Investigative Service arrived to interrogate him in the week after 9/11. Although there was already evidence that al-Qaeda was behind the attacks, American authorities needed conclusive proof, not least to satisfy skeptics like Pakistani President Pervez Musharraf, whose support was essential for any action against the terrorist organization. U.S. intelligence agencies also needed a better understanding of al-Qaeda's structure and leadership. Abu Jandal was the perfect source: the Yemeni who grew up in Saudi Arabia had been bin Laden's chief bodyguard, trusted not only to protect him but also to put a bullet in his head rather than let him be captured.

Abu Jandal's guards were so intimidated by him, they wore masks to hide their identities and begged visitors not to refer to them by name in his presence. He had no intention of cooperating with the Americans; at their first meetings, he refused even to look at them and ranted about the evils of the West. Far from confirming al-Qaeda's involvement in 9/11, he insisted the attacks had been orchestrated by Israel's Mossad. While Abu Jandal was venting his spleen, Soufan noticed that he didn't touch any of the cookies that had been served with tea: "He was a diabetic and couldn't eat anything with sugar in it." At their next meeting, the Americans brought him some sugar-free cookies, a gesture that took the edge off Abu Jandal's angry demeanor. "We had showed him respect, and we had done this nice thing for him," Soufan recalls. "So he started talking to us instead of giving us lectures."

It took more questioning, and some interrogators' sleight of hand, before the Yemeni gave up a wealth of information about al-Qaeda — including the identities of seven of the 9/11 bombers — but the cookies were the turning point. "After that, he could no longer think of us as evil Americans," Soufan says. "Now he was thinking of us as human beings."


The Tricks of the Trade


Each interrogator has his own idea of how to run an interrogation. Soufan likes to research his captive as thoroughly as possible before entering the interrogation room. "If you can get them to think you know almost everything to know about th
em — their families, their friends, their movements — then you've got an advantage," he says. "Because then they're thinking, 'Well, this guy already knows so much, there's no point in resisting ... I might as well tell him everything.'" When Abu Zubaydah tried to conceal his identity after his capture, Soufan stunned him by using the nickname given to him by his mother. "Once I called him 'Hani,' he knew the game was up," Soufan says.

To get Abu Jandal's cooperation, Soufan and McFadden laid a trap. After palliating his rage with the sugar-free cookies, they got him to identify a number of al-Qaeda members from an album of photographs, including Mohamed Atta and six other 9/11 hijackers. Next they showed him a local newspaper headline that claimed (erroneously) that more than 200 Yemenis had been killed in the World Trade Center. Abu Jandal agreed that this was a terrible crime and said no Muslim could be behind the attacks. Then Soufan dropped the bombshell: some of the men Abu Jandal had identified in the album had been among the hijackers. Without realizing it, the Yemeni prisoner had admitted that al-Qaeda had been responsible for 9/11: For all his resistance, he had given the Americans what they wanted. "He was broken, completely shattered," Soufan says. From that moment on, Abu Jandal was completely cooperative, giving Soufan and McFadden reams of information — names and descriptions of scores of al-Qaeda operatives, details of training and tactics.



Soufan's "interrogation techniques" remind me of another genius of a man who also had a
tremendous impact on history...

Oskar Schindler.


Schindler was able to outwit Hitler and the Nazis, and in the process, saved more Jews from the gas chambers, than any other person, during World War II.

How was he able to do it?

Schindler was the embodiment of the old adage, "You attract more flies with honey than with vinegar."



He dressed like the Nazis, wined, dined and bribed the Nazis (He sent the Nazis bottles of expensive wine, imported chocolates and desserts, fine cigars, expensive clothing, fine jewelry, etc.) He knew how to act, talk, walk and work the part in order to defeat the Nazis at their own game.
And for that, he was an absolute genius.

Schindler had many, many flaws...womanizing, lying, cheating, etc....but he also had many strengths...charm, finesse, power, wealth, etc....he was a very manipulative man, but in a very dark time in this world, he still was a good man who wanted to right the bad that was going on around him.

A Schindler survivor, Murray Pantirer, set up a construction firm after the war and has by now dedicated 25 streets in New Jersey to Oscar Schindler's memory. Through all the years the big question always remained: Why? What prompted Schindler to act as he did, at tremendous risk to himself? Pantirer thinks he got the answer:

"He came to my house once, and I put a bottle of cognac in front of him, and he finished it in one sitting. When his eyes were flickering - he wasn't drunk - I said this is the time to ask him the question 'why?' His answer was, 'I was a Nazi, and I believed that the Germans were doing wrong...when they started killing innocent people - and it didn't mean anything to me that they were Jewish, to me they were
just human beings, menschen - I decided I am going to work against them and I am going to save as many as I can.' "And I think that Oscar told the truth, because that's the way he worked," Pantirer said.


Was Schnidler a sell out?

Absolutely.

But in Schnidler's case, the end justified the means...because it was for a better good....because of him more than 1,200 Jews were saved.

Today there are more than 7,000 descendants of the Schindler-Jews living in the U.S. and Europe, many in Israel. Before the Second World War, the Jewish population of Poland was 3.5 million. Today there are between 3,000 and 4,000 left.

I wish the Bush administration had taken a lesson from Schindler and
Soufan.

They both fed cookies to their enemies.

And guess what?

The enemies ate it all up.

Thursday, June 4, 2009

Dear China: Are You Kidding Me?!


What is happening in China today is simply outrageous and sickening.

I personally have so many issues with China.

Not only is it one of the world's leading suppliers of dog and cat fur to the United States and responsible for the horrendous deaths of millions of other defenseless animals, it also still has a strong oppressive hold on its own people.

Can someone please explain to me how is it possible that despite the Tiananmen Square Protests of 1989, the Chinese have less freedom today than they did 20 years ago?!

It's outrageous!

Sure China's business front has advanced, but those freedoms haven't translated over to the political freedoms of its people.

The swiftness and deftness that the Chinese government employed in blocking any sort of acknowledgment of the Tiennamen anniversary is downright bone chilling.

Why aren't we, and by we, I mean the United States of America, paying more attention to this Super Power?

Why?

I'll tell you why...because money talks.

China is the U.S.' number one economic ally.

So, why would we bite the hand that feeds us?

We must be extremely weary of a country that is willing to brutally murder its own people and take away their freedoms.

We must be extremely weary of a country that is technologically advanced and uses those advantages in its military and business sectors.

Why?

Because if we don't pay attention to the red flags now...one day it'll be too late.

Because wasn't there another country that rose to Super Power status under a sadistic, controlling, oppressive dictator?

Remember what that cost us?

6 million people.


"Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it."

- George Santayana

Monday, June 1, 2009

Vigilantism: God's Way


*Caveat: This post tends to ramble a bit, but I make my point...eventually...I promise."



Innately, I am a vigilante.

Merriam Webster describes a vigilante as:

"a member of a volunteer committee organized to suppress and punish crime summarily (as when the processes of law are viewed as inadequate) ; broadly : a self-appointed doer of justice."

I don' know why it took all of my 29 1/2 years here on earth (turning the Big 3-0 in September! Eek!) to figure this out.

But it all came to me, last year, when the Vineyard did a series called "Fearless" and Dave Workman talked about the spirit and life of Moses.

As I sat there and heard Moses' story, for the millionth time, it was like I had a spiritual realization "a ha" moment: "Hey! I'm A LOT like Moses!" "Moses was a vigilante!"

Now, to those who aren't hip to the story of Moses, I highly recommend checking his story out here: The Brick Testament: Moses Com
mits Murder. Or you can get the "real" version, here.

Now, I'm not using this post as a means to confess to murder, (h
ow dumb would that be, right?!), but I understand why Moses did what he did.

Here's a man, who upon seeing an injustice being done, i.e., a slave being mistreated/beaten by an Egyptian slave master, instinctively
reacted with "justice," or at least his interpretation of "justice."

Now to some, avenging a beating with murder isn't exactly what you'd call "justice." But it's that initial...vigilante...reaction that Moses had that I want to focus on.

Moses could've have done a million different things, other than murdering the slave master. But his initial response was "tit for tat."

Now, obviously God wasn't pleased with Moses' decision and actions. And I'm sure when Moses was hiding the victim's body in the sand, that God's hea
rt was hurting in disappointment and pain at Moses' sinful actions.

I'm not condoning what Moses did, but I can certainly relate to what Moses was feeling.

When I see or hear about a person being discriminated or mistreated, an animal or child being abused, a group of people being slaughtered in a genocide, a homeless man beaten to death, a mentally-challenged person being taunted, a bully tormenting a kid on the playground or a man beating his wife and children...my initial reaction is make the oppressor pay for what they have done. My initial reaction is to come
between them and the victim and sock one right in the attacker's kisser. Or probably worse.

That's just how I roll. How I am made. That is my guttural instinct.

Nothing gets my blood boiling than seeing someone pick on someone weaker...an
d defenseless...than themselves.

IT MAKES ME ABSOLUTELY LIVID.

So would I have reacted the same way that Moses did upon seeing a slave master beat up a defenseless slave?

Absolutely.

Would that make me a good Christian?

Absolutely...not.

But here's where my story differs from Moses.

I made a different choice.

Why?

Because I have the fear of God in me.

I strongly believe that in that enraged moment, Moses, lost sight of God and his fear of Him, and allowed the devil to take over him and hence, committed the murder.

We all have those moments in our lives.

Moses was supposed to be the "chosen" one to deliver the Israelites from 400 years of Egyptian enslavement.

Yet, even as the chosen one, Moses allowed his sinful self to emerge. He didn't channel that innate instinct into something for the glory of God. Instead Moses shamed God with his actions.

But that's the thing about God.

He knew that Moses had this vigilante spirit. He knew that Moses was the only man at the time, who would have a genuine burden and compassion for the Israelites. God knew that vigilante/rageful spirit could be used for the glory of God and ultimately, the birth of a nation.

That's the beauty of God. He takes our innate sinful desires and passions and turns
them around for His glory.

Each of us are born with passions that we care about.

I have a passion for justice, just like Moses did.

That's why I became a vegan...to stand up for the countless animals who are being mistreated. I wanted to say that I was making a difference.

That's why I volunteer and help those less fortunate or those shunned and wronged by society.

But unlike Moses, I'm a reformed vigilante of sorts.

Instead of going around and making everyone pay for the wrongs that they've done, I have learned, through God's grace, to channel those feelings into making a difference through love and forgiveness...instead of violence and bloodshed.

If I didn't have God in my life, I would pull a Moses on anyone who abused an animal or child. No question about it.

But BECAUSE I have God in my life, I haven't.

I can honestly say that if it weren't for God's grace in my life, I would be sitting behind prison doors.

Honestly.

During those times of anger about the injustices of the world, I remember that I am a Christian and the whole point of Christianity: dying to your sinful self and giving yourself up to God and committing your new life to love and service.

But I still understand why animal rights militant groups such as ALF...and sometimes PETA...do what they do. I get it.

I understand what their intentions are: avenge those who have been wronged.

And to an extent, I can understand Scott Roeder's motives. Roeder was identified Sunday as a possible suspect in the slaying of prominent Kansas late-term abortion provider Dr. George R. Tiller.

And just as I don't condone Moses' actions, I don't condone the allegations against Roeder.

I understand that these people's ways aren't God's ways.

God is a God of love.

He commanded us, "Thou shalt not kill."

So I take that commandment and apply and interpret it...literally.

That's why I'm a vegan...a Christian vegan. That's why I'm against the death penalty. And that's why I'm against abortion.

Roeder should've channeled his passion for aborted children by praying for the cause and educating people about humane choices, in a non-violent, peaceful way. Instead of killing Tiller, he should've prayed for him that God would make him have a change of heart in performing the abortions.

Roeder obviously put more faith in a phyiscal, man-made weapon and not in the powerful, supernatural weapons of prayer and God's Word.

We humans have this funny way of thinking that somehow
we are actually capable of administering adequate justice for all the injustices of the world.

How petty an assumption.

Why can't we - and by we, I also mean myself - learn that God will ALWAYS do it better than us?

There will come a day, where the Egyptian slave master and
all the perpetrators of this world's injustices - including "non-perpetrators" - will stand before God, and be held accountable and have to answer for all they have done. One day, Moses will have to be held accountable for his attack, as will Roeder and as will Tiller, for his role in murdering countless babies who were literally, almost about to be born.

Trust me, I'd rather have people stand before God and let them receive His judgment rather than our petty, human judgments. ANY day.

So what's my point with this post?

The point is, no matter how furious we become about something or someone and the wrongs they have committed, let's keep in mind that our petty vigilante ways will accomplish nothing, besides making us look like the hypocritical, un-Christ-like, bad guy.

We all can learn a lesson or two from Jesus, who, despite being the Son of God and possessing the powers to annihilate the persecutors who brutally tormented Him before/during His crucifixion, instead...prayed for them:


"Father, forgive them, for they do not know what they are doing."


Satan's way and the way of this world is to respond with violence, bloodshed, hate and revenge.

God's way is to respond with prayer, love and forgiveness.

Now, that's vigilantism.

Thursday, May 28, 2009

Johnny Knows Best

Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Freestore Foodbank/Healing Center Memorial Day Hunger 5K Walk/Run



"A small group of thoughtful people could change the world. Indeed, it's the only thing that ever has."

- Margaret Mead



To the lay person, these results would qualify us as "losers":


Place Name Ag S City St 5k Pace S

1197 JAMIE KENNEDY 30 F CINCINNATI OH 1:15:34 24:23 619/685 F
1340 CHRISTINA DIPUCCIO 28 F CINCINNATI OH 1:15:05 24:14 F
1349 DREW REMINGTON CINCINNATI OH 1:15:28 24:21
1352 SANDRA DIPUCCIO 63 F CINCINNATI OH 1:15:31 24:22 F
1353 MANDIRA JACOB 23 F FLORENCE KY 1:15:32 24:22 F
1354 MAUREEN JACOB 30 F FLORENCE KY 1:15:32 24:22 F


But I see differently.

This group of "losers," raised $90 and 840lbs of food for The Healing Center.

840lbs.

Seems like a win/win to me.

Thank you Jamie, Alon, Christina, Drew, Max, Sandra and Mandy.


*Photos by TEAM AWESOME's
beautiful, talented photog.

Thursday, May 21, 2009

I ♥ Animals: #2


For those who can't understand my animal-loving craziness, here's proof that even as a wee lass, I have been obsessed with them.



Location: St. John's, Antigua, West Indies. And special thanks to my Dad, without whom, all these Kodak moments wouldn't have been possible.

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

GO Cincinnati




6,500
church volunteers.

More than 300 community service projects.

1 day.

4 hours.

1 city.

1 God.


On Saturday, May 16, a group of friends and I, along with thousands of others, gathered on a stormy, wet Cincinnati morning, at Crossroads Community Church.

It wasn't even 8:30 a.m.


Have you ever been in a room filled with thousands of other people - without an open seat in sight - all gathered together, at the same time, same place, with the same mission/goal?

Try it sometime. I highly recommend it.

So what brought us all together?

Two words: GO Cincinnati.

GO involves an army of church volunteers impacting Cincinnati/Northern Kentucky through various service projects in a one-day, citywide blitz of compassion by loving-on hundreds of community-based organizations throughout the city.

Last year, more than 4,000 people from Crossroads and other partner churches went out into the city to serve the homeless, pray with the broken, paint schools, clean camps and help make a difference in the city.

This year, they had a goal of 5,000 volunteers, 200 projects.

But God had other plans and instead, 6,500 people showed up.

This year's GO "anthem" was The Robbie Seay Band's "Rise." They couldn't have picked a more perfect anthem for energizing the army of volunteers gathered at the "pep rally."



Our group was assigned to Dohn Community High School in Clifton. We did everything from painting, moving boxes of books, to helping out wherever we were needed.

We were a sweaty, dirty, dusty, paint-splattered mess, but
in the end, we met a lot of cool people, and most importantly, for four hours, we breathed hope and a new sense of vitality into the halls of a school that needed some aesthetical TLC.

New this year to the GO blitz, was GO Grub, a block party feast, held after the service projects, in Washington Park for the volunteers and the OTR community.



David Falk - chef at Boca Restaurant - gathered his 13 industry-chef friends from the city's finest restaurants such as Nicola's, Nada, Boca, Daveed's and Bootsy's (to name a few), to provide a massive feast that included some mighty fine grub (and I was even able to get some vegan options!)

Click here and here to view footage of the fête.

To see some of the inner city residents enjoying, what surely must've been their first gourmet meal, was simply priceless.

Falk did a really good thing. He will be truly blessed for it. And hearing him share his testimony at the rally was even more of a blessing for those who heard it.

There were many sights, sounds, smells and emotions that afternoon in the park, but somehow, this woman's happy dance seemed to sum it all up for me...



God is good.

Yes, He is.

Facebook Manners




Thanks Charis for sharing!

Friday, May 15, 2009

The New Mile High Club



As if air travel isn't stressful enough, now the people at Air New Zealand have increased the pressure for the passengers of its inaugural "Matchmaking Flight." And we're not just talking cabin pressure, people.

According to reports, the airline's new venture, coined "Love at First Flight," is aimed to help single Americans find New Zealand dates.

The report goes on to say the Boeing 777 will depart Los Angeles on Oct. 13, arriving 13 hours, 10 minutes later in Auckland, N.Z., after which passengers are encouraged to attend the Skycity Convention Centre's Great Matchmaking Ball, a singles-only party. Roundtrip ticket prices start at $780 and ticket holders are also encouraged to upload an online dating profile, six months before departure.


Before take-off, passengers will attend a pre-flight gate party at Los Angeles Airport, and themed food, drink, entertainment and games will be offered during the flight.

"If your dating profile says you enjoy fine wine and long walks on the bea
ch, then New Zealand is your perfect place for romance," says an airline marketer.

So what prompted all this mile high-ery?

The airline claims it needed to come up with innovative marketing ideas since the economic crisis and the swine flu outbreak have dampened "sales."

But inspiration for the speed-dating flight mainly came flooding in, after the airline released an ad depicting its staff in body paint. The spot has become an Internet sensation:



Personally?

Shoot.

I can't even get a date for the life of me while I'm "grounded," so the thought of being stuck on a 13-hr-plus flight, socially interacting with a bunch of strangers, WHILE still managing to look cute, AND being able to walk away with a few numbers after landing...is absolutely revolting to me.

Someone...quick!...hand me a barf bag.


Thursday, May 14, 2009

Distant



I feel so distant from You right now.

I know that it's all my doing and none of Yours.

I know I should be talking to You.

And instead I'm not.

I'm just extremely frustrated right now.

I'm so cold and numb right now.

Help me find and feel Your warmth again.

For it's the only thing worth living for.


Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Jimmy Dean Lovin Vegan


*Disclaimer!*

As a strict vegan, I am NOT promoting the consumption of Jimmy Dean products. But as someone who can appreciate a witty, clever ad campaign, I have to give props to these commercials. Everything from the music, costumes, props and acting...these spots always make me smile. Honestly, I don't even notice the dead animal products since I'm always chuckling at the actors.






This one is my absolute fave.

Rwanda Birdhouse in the K-Y


Meet Mr. Red.

Meet Mrs. Red (do you see her?)

This is Mr. & Mrs. Red's new house* and food*.

At first, Mr. Red was hesitant in checking out his new booty.

But then, Mr. Red's lil belly got the better of him.

At least Fiona and...
...Kitty's bellies...

......didn't get the better of Mr. & Mrs. Red.



*Birdhouse and food from
OUTSIDE. Birdhouse proceeds benefited the "Birdhouses for Rwanda" project.

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Awkward Family Photos


Boy, I sure do love me the Internets machine.

Every. Single. Day. I find something that just stops and make me go...WTF?! or makes me snort and some sort of beverage come outta my nose!

Yesterday, I found this site:


People! This site is craaazy good!

Just as the name implies, the site is dedicated to serve as a virtual database of the most awkward family, wedding, vacation, engagement, baby and prom photos...of the familial genre...known to man.

Here are some of my faves...so far (click on the caption links to view the hilarious comments that accompany each photo)...



I can't enough of this shizz man!

People!

Please upload your own awkward family photos ASAP!

It's simple to do. Just click here and follow the instructions.

You can also follow the site's tweets and become its Facebook fan (which just happens to have MORE awkward pics!)

Spread the word, so we can have more browsing pleasure!

And you better believe I'll be doing my part in adding to the database - on behalf of my family - with this jewel of an initial submission...


Creepy Indian Dad


What makes this photo awkward you may ask?

Two words: my father.

Another family member - who just happened to be present at the shoot - said that his mischievous look made it seem like he was doing "something" to my mom and that's why she was grimacing. The way he's staring right into the camera just makes it all the more creepier. Trust me when I tell you that this scanned version doesn't do justice to the hard copy and his piercing gaze.

When I questioned my parents about the goings-ons behind this picture, all I got was a loud chuckle from my father, and then...silence.

Which was the most awkward of all.

Monday, May 11, 2009

The Catholic Church: Choosing Battles Worth Fighting For


They call him "Padre Oprah."

But his real name is Alberto Cutié (KOO'-tee-ay).

Cutié is a telegenic 39-year-old Cuban American priest, advice columnist, radio and television personality, best-selling author and pastor of St. Francis de Sales Catholic Church in Miami's trendy South Beach.

A Mexican magazine ran pics of Cutié and his girlfriend in "compromising" situations on a Florida beach.


Since the pics ran, Cutié was removed last week as head of the Miami archdiocese's international radio network and as head of his parish.

Cutié told the CBS "Early Show" on Monday, he supports the church's stand that priests should be celibate and said he does not want to become the "anti-celibacy priest."

"I think it's a debate that's going on in our society, and now I've b
ecome kind of a poster boy for it. But I don't want to be that. I believe that celibacy is good, and that it's a good commitment to God," Cutié said.

Cutié told CBS he has been romantically involved with the woman in the photos for about two years after being friends for much longer. He said he is still deciding whether to leave the clergy and get married.

"I'm now in the process of thinking about all those things, of making decisions," Cutié said. "And my bishop has given me the time to think about it. This is a difficult time. It's a time of transition, it's a time of thinking about the future."

"I believe that I've fallen in love and I believe that I've struggled with that, between my love for God, and my love for the Church and my love fo
r service," Cutié said.

More than 100 people gathered outside St. Francis de Sales parish in Miami Beach, waving posters and chanting their forgiveness for
Cutié.


It's a shame that the Catholic Church would take such swift action against a man who has been straightforward with his "celibacy" issues, yet when confronted with its 2002 priest abuse scandal, the Church chose to
cover it up for years and protect the priests involved.


It's a shame that the Catholic Church didn't administer the same swift action implemented on Cutié, on John Geoghan.

According to reports, Geoghan stands out as one of the worst serial molesters in the recent history of the Catholic Church in America. For three decades, Geoghan preyed on young boys in a half-dozen parishes in the Boston area while church leaders looked the other way. Despite his disturbing pattern of abusive behavior, Geoghan was transferred from parish to parish for years before the church finally defrocked him in 1998. Some 150 people eventually came forward, claiming they were fondled or raped by the priest.

It's a shame that the Catholic Church isn't as strict in abolishing pedophilia as it is about abolishing celibacy.

It's a dirty ole shame.

Sunday, May 10, 2009

Happy Mother's Day


"Her children arise and call her blessed..."


10 A wife of noble character who can find?
She is worth far more than rubies.

11 Her husband has full confidence in her
and lacks nothing of value.

12 She brings him good, not harm,
all the days of her life.

13 She selects wool and flax
and works with eager hands.

14 She is like the merchant ships,
bringing her food from afar.

15 She gets up while it is still dark;
she provides food for her family
and portions for her servant girls.

16 She considers a field and buys it;
out of her earnings she plants a vineyard.

17 She sets about her work vigorously;
her arms are strong for her tasks.

18 She sees that her trading is profitable,
and her lamp does not go out at night.

19 In her hand she holds the distaff
and grasps the spindle with her fingers.

20 She opens her arms to the poor
and extends her hands to the needy.

21 When it snows, she has no fear for her household;
for all of them are clothed in scarlet.

22 She makes coverings for her bed;
she is clothed in fine linen and purple.

23 Her husband is respected at the city gate,
where he takes his seat among the elders of the land.

24 She makes linen garments and sells them,
and supplies the merchants with sashes.

25 She is clothed with strength and dignity;
she can laugh at the days to come.

26 She speaks with wisdom,
and faithful instruction is on her tongue.

27 She watches over the affairs of her household
and does not eat the bread of idleness.

28 Her children arise and call her blessed;
her husband also, and he praises her:

29 "Many women do noble things,
but you surpass them all."

30 Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting;
but a woman who fears the LORD is to be praised.

31 Give her the reward she has earned,
and let her works bring her praise at the city gate.



Friday, May 8, 2009

Elizabeth Edwards' Message to Whores


Yesterday, Elizabeth Edwards sat down with Oprah to talk for the first time publicly, since the scandal of her husband John Edwards became known.

Here's what she said to Oprah:

"I blame John...and her...but also, women need to have more respect for other women," she says. "There's no excuse for women to do this. I have created this life...this is a life I have put together. It takes a lot of hard work to put together a marriage, to put together a family and a home. And you spend a lot of time trying to do that...You can't just say, 'Hey, I like the way that looks, knock on the door and say, 'You're out and I'm in!' You can't do that. Somebody has worked hard at that and you have to have enough respect for other human beings to leave their lives alone. And if you admire that life, build it for yourself. Don't just try to come in and take somebody else's life."

It's so easy...and selfish...to covet someone else's mate. Someone else's life.

Who among us hasn't looked at a person and wondered longingly...if it were only he and I? Or she and I?

True devastation lies in taking the what-could've-beens and turning them into a reality.

I ♥ Animals: #1



For those who can't understand my animal-loving craziness, here's proof that even as a wee lass, I have been obsessed with them.

Trust me. This is just the first in a series of "proof."

And yes. That is me in the first three pics.

My mom thought it would be "cute" and "fun" to dress and give me a haircut like a boy. For a whole year.

I seriously think that's why even to this day, I still prefer to dress with a more "masculine edge," than be caught dead wearing a dress or anything "girlie."

Thanks Mom.

Location: St. John's, Antigua, West Indies

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

The Apple Falls...Very Far from the Tree


What do you do when one of your parents lets you down?

How does a child assume the "parent" role in a situation?

God's sixth commandment is to, "Honor thy father and mother," but what if sometimes you just don't agree with the choices a parent makes? Do you still go along with his or her decisions and actions, just in the name of "honoring" them?

I understand the context of the commandment and how the word "honor" really translates to respecting and obeying one's parents, but what if what your parents are doing something that goes against EVERYTHING you fundamentally believe in and try to live your life according to, and ultimately, is jeopardizing the whole family dynamic?

Dear Jesus, please help me honor

...your words.

Tuesday, May 5, 2009

Cinco De Mayo: A Cultural Learning Experience


This post is dedicated to 5chw4r7z.

5chw4r7z used to think that a pakora was a piñata.

He has since been "cultured" on all things Indian, courtesy of moi.

So in celebration of Cinco De Mayo today, we will be hitting piñatas with light sabers.

Not pakoras.

Just had to forgive the guy though.

He is white.

And nerdy.

Monday, May 4, 2009

Fashionable, Yet Influential, Angel of Mercy


I was thumbing through my latest TIME that arrived the other day, and it just happens to be "The TIME 100: The World's Most Influential People" issue.

Under the category, "Builders & Titans," this is what Gweneth Paltrow had to say about fashion designer and friend, Stella McCartney:


Stella McCartney
By Gwyneth Paltrow

Everything about Stella McCartney is authentic. Her red hair is her own. She has real guts. She means what she says. Sometimes it's even a bit scary: she somehow works tirelessly to create the chic looks that have made her a fashion icon and yet still manages to be home with her three beautiful children at the same time. She laughs really hard. And she is a vegetarian. I mention this because you cannot accurately characterize Stella McCartney, 37, without underlining that she is a vegetarian. Always has been. And even if you are not interested in being a vegetarian, somehow Stella gets you to believe. She manages to convince you (never sanctimoniously, never from a soapbox) that killing animals is needless and cruel and bad for the environment. It may last the duration of just one dinner, but you start to feel a bit sad for your neighbor's lamb and a bit embarrassed by your chicken.

Stella is an uncanny mélange of passion and cool, and that is her deadly weapon. She will win you over. And what better way to do it than to make her commerce friendly to man, mouse and Mother Earth alike? She puts her money where her mouth is. Did you know your superchic Stella handbag is vegan? How about the shoes? Maybe that's why you bought them, maybe not. It's still cool. Of course it is — it's Stella.

Paltrow is an Oscar-winning actress and the founder of goop.com


McCartney's fame, personal and business ethics aren't certainly new to the world, but her inclusion in this list, is indicative of the tone of a country that is starting to recognize, and challenge, the truly inconceivable horrendous abuses committed against animals in the name of fashion and luxury.

I commend TIME for recognizing McCartney.

She has taken a stance in an industry which thinks treating animals like this is fashionable...






Pledge to go fur-free at PETA.org.

It takes a certain type of person to wear fur.

And a certain type of person who chooses not to, and instead, educates the world on why they don't.

Learn more about McCartney, her designs and her activism, here.

The Ugly Let Down


Why do You put up with me?
How can You tolerate me?
I let You down every time.
When will I ever be good enough for You, Your love, Your forgiveness, Your grace?

I am so easily tempted.
I am so easily persuaded.
I am so weak.
I am so evil.
I am so dirty.

Please.
Forgive me.
Once again.

Saturday, May 2, 2009

Horse Racing: Cruelty You Can Bet On



*Barbaro's Tragic Injury: A Symptom of a Cruel Industry

Although Kentucky Derby winner Barbaro's tragic breakdown a few hundred yards into the Preakness was awful to watch, it should come as no surprise. Thoroughbreds are bred to have unnaturally delicate legs, are forced to run at ever-younger ages, and are drugged to mask injuries, which leads to horrifying and life-threatening injuries like Barbaro's. As a New York Daily News reporter remarked, “The thoroughbred race horse is a genetic mistake. It runs too fast, its frame is too large, and its legs are far too small. As long as mankind demands that it run at high speeds under stressful conditions, horses will die at racetracks.”

Drugs, Deception, and Death

The horse-racing industry is fraught with cruelty. It is common for trainers and veterinarians to use drugs—both legal and illegal—to treat injuries that horses incur while running. Lasix is a legal drug that stops bleeding in the lungs while also masking the presence of other drugs in a horse's system. Phenylbutazone is a commonly used painkiller that allows horses to run with minor injuries, which may result in more serious injuries.

Horses who do not “make the grade” are not always retired to grassy pastures. Tens of thousands of horses—including champion racehorses—are sold for slaughter every year. Some of their flesh is used in dog and cat food, at least 4 million pounds of horse flesh is incorporated annually into zoo diets for carnivores, and “prime cuts” are sold for human consumption in Europe and Asia.

A Dying Sport

Forcing horses to run—sometimes literally to their deaths—is losing its luster with the public. Actor Pamela Anderson made headlines earlier this year when she announced that she would boycott the Kentucky Derby because she didn't want to support cruelty to animals. The industry is in such decline in Maryland that the state's governor created a special commission to come up with ways to revive it. Just last year, the North Carolina General Assembly killed a bill that would have allowed racing in the state. Few tracks in North America have remained economically viable, and many are shifting their focus to slot machines in order to remain in business.

You Can Help

PETA is campaigning to get the Breeders' Cup's 2-year-old juvenile race, which is particularly harmful to young horses, canceled; many horses who have won that race have been forced to run injured or became “broken down” within the following year. Please call 1-800-RACE-CUP to voice your objections to this cruel event.

Please don't attend any events at the track, and let friends and family members know that horses will continue to suffer as long as they do.

Read PETA's horse-racing factsheet for more information about racing and what you can do to help horses.


*Source

Friday, May 1, 2009

This Ship Certainly Didn't Tank...Well, Sorta



Friend and local food blogger extraordinaire, Julie Niesen*, proposed an offer that the sis and I couldn't refuse: wanna come to a free blogger preview show at The Falcon?

Admittedly, I'm not a big fan of musicals. Not that I don't think they're fantastic and all...I really think it's because they weren't really a part of our lives growing up (the folks never really took us to any. And I've only seen a handful in my adulthood.)

So when asked to attend ANY musical, I'm always - undeservedly so - a little reserved.

So what an absolute pleasant surprise when Poseidon! An Upside Down Musical - based on the original, cult 1972 film - exceeded my expectations...and definitely won me over.

Produced by The Falcon Theater (housed in the Monmouth Theater) in Newport, KY - and directed/choreographed by Dan Doerger - the wonderfully talented cast definitely delivers the perfect concoction of camp, kitsch...and vulgarity...in retelling the tale of the
S.S. Poseidon passenger ship, capsized by a 90' tidal wave, and how a priest and a mixed-band of nine survivors make a life or death journey through the bowels of a ship.

Another unique tidbit about the musical is that it's only been performed once before in Chicago, with the musical and book's brainchild,
David Cerda, playing many roles in the original production. From Chicago to Newport, KY? Now if that's not putting the K-Y on the arts map, I don't know what is.


Without a doubt, one of the best highlights of the show, for me, came from the precocious boy child Robin Shelby, played by Donnie McGovern. McGovern certainly steals the spotlight with his performance, hilarious facial expressions and flirtatious dalliances with the audience. It was as if he was born to play this role.


Another show stealer, hands down, is that of Belle Rosen, played by Joe Stollenwerk. To say that
Stollenwerk knows how to do drag would be insulting. He EMBODIES drag with such ease and "grace," it's hilariously creepy.

"Keep on Climbing!"

So, do whatever you have to...walk...drive...or swim 35 feet underwater...to see who survives this musical mayhem!

Poseidon! An Upside Down Musical
Fridays & Saturdays @8p: May 1, 2, 8, 9, 15, 16
Rating: not recommended for children
Tickets and Reservations

Because remember...the show's not over
...until the fat lady swims...

*Niesen is costumer and performer for The Falcon Theater

Thursday, April 30, 2009

Even a Robot Has a Heart

Mad props are certainly due to local production company, Pizza Infinity, for its film "Robot Love From Another World," making it to the famous Cannes Film Festival!

I've had the privilege of personally knowing some of the members of the cast and crew and I can't tell you how über cool it is to see how well they're doing!

Kudos folks! Your brilliant, creative genius is finally being recognized...on an international level!

Your hard work and creativity deserve it!

And even though, the film made it to Cannes, the PI gang hasn't. They still need lots of help to join their little baby in Cannes. Don't make a mama and her baby be separated by miles and miles of ocean!

If you'd like to help them out, go here.

And without further adieu...I present you "Robot Love From Another World"...




As Long As I'm Not Hurting Anyone...


Meet Noel Biderman.

Husband.

Father of two.

Founder and CEO.


His name doesn't ring a bell?

Well, you might have heard more about his "brainchild" of a company, AshleyMadison.com.

Never heard of The Ashley Madison Agency?

Well...take a look see...



Here's additional info about the company...in their own words:

Are you Married but Looking? Ashley Madison is the place for Married Dating.

Feeling neglected and in need of some excitement? You came to the right place.

Ashley Madison is the world' s #1 Married Dating service specifically for ATTACHED men and women who are looking to have an Extra-marital Affair.

Meet People Just Like You, in Absolute Confidence!

If you're looking to have a Discreet Affair use Ashley Madison - the ONLY certified Married Dating service that' s been featured on Oprah, Larry King, FOX News, 20/20, Ellen DeGeneres, Dr. Phil and Howard Stern.

Just create a FREE member profile and in seconds you can start meeting other members from your local area or abroad. You'll have access to millions of member profiles, private photo sharing and live chat – all in a 100% SECURE and ANONYMOUS environment.


Where do I begin with this?

First off, let me focus on Biderman himself.

Here's a guy - a married, father of two - who claims that he didn't invent infidelity...he's just providing a more "honest," "upfront" service for individuals who want to engage in it.

Biderman was on The View today - gotta hand it to him for having such balls to go on that show, on that panel, with that audience - and claimed, "...monogamy is difficult for a lot of people because it's not in your DNA. That's just a fact. We're all human...when we put monogamy as the central tenet of a marriage, that might be really unhealthy. Marriage is so much more about than sex."

Ok. Did anyone else catch that? He said, "...marriage is so much more about than sex."

That's funny. He created a web site based solely on the purpose of strangers HAVING SEX!

Biderman's theory? The U.S. should de-emphasize monogamy and sex, like other countries such as Italy, Japan and France do, all of which have higher infidelity rates, but fewer divorce rates. He claims that infidelity will strengthen American families.

3.86 million.

That's how many members are signed up with the Ashley Madison Agency.

3.86 million.

This could only happen in America.

A land whose moral code is: "As long as I'm not hurting anyone...I should be free to do whatever I want."

If I had the opportunity to speak with Biderman, I wouldn't waste my time or his time with a lot of unnecessary debates.

I would just read the following to him:

1 My son, pay attention to my wisdom,
listen well to my words of insight,

2 that you may maintain discretion
and your lips may preserve knowledge.

3 For the lips of an adulteress drip honey,
and her speech is smoother than oil;

4 but in the end she is bitter as gall,
sharp as a double-edged sword.

5 Her feet go down to death;
her steps lead straight to the grave. [a]

6 She gives no thought to the way of life;
her paths are crooked, but she knows it not.

7 Now then, my sons, listen to me;
do not turn aside from what I say.

8 Keep to a path far from her,
do not go near the door of her house,

9 lest you give your best strength to others
and your years to one who is cruel,

10 lest strangers feast on your wealth
and your toil enrich another man's house.

11 At the end of your life you will groan,
when your flesh and body are spent.

12 You will say, "How I hated discipline!
How my heart spurned correction!

13 I would not obey my teachers
or listen to my instructors.

14 I have come to the brink of utter ruin
in the midst of the whole assembly."

15 Drink water from your own cistern,
running water from your own well.

16 Should your springs overflow in the streets,
your streams of water in the public squares?

17 Let them be yours alone,
never to be shared with strangers.

18 May your fountain be blessed,
and may you rejoice in the wife of your youth.

19 A loving doe, a graceful deer—
may her breasts satisfy you always,
may you ever be captivated by her love.

20 Why be captivated, my son, by an adulteress?
Why embrace the bosom of another man's wife?

21 For a man's ways are in full view of the LORD,
and he examines all his paths.

22 The evil deeds of a wicked man ensnare him;
the cords of his sin hold him fast.

23 He will die for lack of discipline,
led astray by his own great folly.

Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Karma's a Bitch, Ain't It?





UPDATE:

Friday, April 24, 2009

You Say I'm Crazy? Well, I Got Your Crazy!



So my tweep, Mark, tweeted a tweet
yesterday that caught my eye:

"If you want this product, you have officially crossed the "Crazy Cat Person" threshold: http://bit.ly/2yPsb"

To which, I immediately, of course, responded:

"not gonna lie. i would SO TOTALLY buy one of these. i even thought about getting something similar built for our backyard, so my cats could roam around in the grass. we crazy cat people have to do what we gotta do.

SO SUE US!

>^..^< "


Now, I'm VEHEMENTLY against caging animals. That's why I hate zoos and circuses (besides other reasons.) I think
it certainly qualifies as a form of animal cruelty.

There's a BIG difference in keeping pets in your house or in a secu
rely fenced-in property - and letting them have full range to roam freely when and where they so choose - and keeping them in a cage in your house or yard. Any...humane...dummy can see that.

And since I really don't have any plans to build a fence any
time soon, having a SunCATcher (Get it?! God, I love genius marketing play on words!), such as the one above, seems like a great alternative. Though anyone could argue that building a fence, for less than an acre of land, would probably be less or round about the same price of the Basic SunCATcher. (Am I wrong? Any carpenters out there? I don't do well with wood...or lumber...guesstimations.)

ANYWAYS...I digress...

Fiona and Kitty LOVE going outside.

They're always sitting in the windows, longingly gazing out at the swirl of activity going on and they smell the grass t
hrough our door cracks, and end up going crazy, meowing and pawing to be let out.

So, being
the kind mommy that I am, I indulge them, often, weather permitting.


Fiona loves rolling on the walkway, eating grass, chasing after leaves, stalking birds, sneaking away into the neighbor's yard,
while Kitty loves smelling pine cones, dive-bombing Fiona, and eating then throwing up (in that order), grass.

It's a common sight around my neighborhood, to see me and my babies outside on my front lawn. My one neighbor - the same one who came and...creepily...cleared our driveway, yelled out to me the other day, "Walking your cats again?!" I turned to him, pumping my chest, "And what?! SO SUE ME!" (No, it's cool between us. Swear. We're neighbors.)

Walking my cats involves time, supervision and duration restrictions, and sometimes I just want Fi and Kitty to be able to come and go outside, as they please. And not feel like they are locked up in the house.

That's why the SunCATcher appeals to me so much. The company couldn't have said it better:

"Finally...your indoor cat can enjoy the freedom of the outdoors! Our revolutionary SunCATcher Outdoor Cat Enclosures allow your cat to come and go outside as it pleases and bask in the sun's natural rays without the fear of escape!"

Installing one of these beauts in the backyard would make Fi and Kitty SO happy!

And that makes momma happy!

So until some burly, hunky man comes along to build me and my babies our dream fence, I have the SunCATcher to drool over. (Hey! Maybe I can get creepy-neighbor dude to build it for me?! *proceeds to scheme*)

In the meantime...*puts in order for catalog*



Thursday, April 23, 2009

A Few Words About Me...


Scarier Than the Craigslist Killer?


So, there's no denying that Phillip Markoff, the Craigslist Killer, is one pretty scary dude. He's been accused of some pretty horrendous things.

But know who's even scarier than Markoff?

His fiancee Megan McAllister.


On Tuesday, the day Markoff was arraigned on charges of murder, kidnapping, and armed robbery, McAllister stood by her man.

She told ABC News in an e-mail: "Philip is an intelligent man who is just trying to live his life. ...We expect to marry in August and share and wonderful, meaningful life together.”

McAllister also sent an email to People defending Markoff: "Philip has not been convicted," she wrote. "A policeman who wished to make money off this story sold it to countless companies. Philip is a beautiful man inside and out and did not commit this crime. Unfortunately, somebody else did and needs to be penalized. Philip was set up and you are wrong to be asking me for stories."

I understand that in the American justice system, someone is considered innocent, until proven guilty, but I really can't see how
McAllister remains so loyal in spite of all Markoff's current legal woes.

Obviously, the authorities have substantial evidence to arrest Markoff as a suspect, and according to the reports, that evidence is pretty damning.

That's why
McAllister is even more scarier to me than Markoff will ever revealed to be.

Why?

Here's a woman - for whatever reason, whether it be mental issues, initial sock and numbness about surfaced reports - who is willing to see past the damning evidence and hold on to the vision of the man that she thinks she knows.

That kinda of loyalty is scary. The kinda loyalty that makes you do, say, believe ANYTHING the other person wants you to.

There's no turning back from that place.

There have been numerous psychological studies about criminals...and the women who love them, as in the cases of Scott Peterson and Drew Peterson (though Drew Peterson's engagement was revealed to be a stunt later), but what can be said about a woman such as McAllister?

Now, I'm not the type of woman who'll bail on her mate, when the tough gets going, but I wonder if McAllister is really just numb or in the throws of extreme denial.

Has she been brainwashed completely by Markoff?

Or is this just a case of love being blind?

Either way, it's pretty scary stuff I tell ya.


Wednesday, April 22, 2009

And God Saw that it was Good. Happy Earth Day.



1 In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth.

2 Now the earth was formless and empty, darkness was over the surface of the deep, and the Spirit of God was hovering over the waters.

3 And God said, "Let there be light," and there was light.

4 God saw that the light was good, and He separated the light from the darkness.

5 God called the light "day," and the darkness he called "night." And there was evening, and there was morning—the first day.

6 And God said, "Let there be an expanse between the waters to separate water from water."

7 So God made the expanse and separated the water under the expanse from the water above it. And it was so.

8 God called the expanse "sky." And there was evening, and there was morning—the second day.

9 And God said, "Let the water under the sky be gathered to one place, and let dry ground appear." And it was so.

10 God called the dry ground "land," and the gathered waters he called "seas." And God saw that it was good.

11 Then God said, "Let the land produce vegetation: seed-bearing plants and trees on the land that bear fruit with seed in it, according to their various kinds." And it was so.

12 The land produced vegetation: plants bearing seed according to their kinds and trees bearing fruit with seed in it according to their kinds. And God saw that it was good.

13 And there was evening, and there was morning—the third day.

14 And God said, "Let there be lights in the expanse of the sky to separate the day from the night, and let them serve as signs to mark seasons and days and years,

15 and let them be lights in the expanse of the sky to give light on the earth." And it was so.

16 God made two great lights—the greater light to govern the day and the lesser light to govern the night. He also made the stars.

17 God set them in the expanse of the sky to give light on the earth,

18 to govern the day and the night, and to separate light from darkness. And God saw that it was good.

19 And there was evening, and there was morning—the fourth day.

20 And God said, "Let the water teem with living creatures, and let birds fly above the earth across the expanse of the sky."

21 So God created the great creatures of the sea and every living and moving thing with which the water teems, according to their kinds, and every winged bird according to its kind. And God saw that it was good.

22 God blessed them and said, "Be fruitful and increase in number and fill the water in the seas, and let the birds increase on the earth."

23 And there was evening, and there was morning—the fifth day.

24 And God said, "Let the land produce living creatures according to their kinds: livestock, creatures that move along the ground, and wild animals, each according to its kind." And it was so.

25 God made the wild animals according to their kinds, the livestock according to their kinds, and all the creatures that move along the ground according to their kinds. And God saw that it was good.

26 Then God said, "Let us make man in our image, in our likeness, and let them rule over the fish of the sea and the birds of the air, over the livestock, over all the earth, and over all the creatures that move along the ground."

27 So God created man in his own image,
in the image of God he created him;
male and female he created them.

28 God blessed them and said to them, "Be fruitful and increase in number; fill the earth and subdue it. Rule over the fish of the sea and the birds of the air and over every living creature that moves on the ground."

29 Then God said, "I give you every seed-bearing plant on the face of the whole earth and every tree that has fruit with seed in it. They will be yours for food.

30 And to all the beasts of the earth and all the birds of the air and all the creatures that move on the ground—everything that has the breath of life in it—I give every green plant for food." And it was so.

31 God saw all that he had made, and it was very good. And there was evening, and there was morning—the sixth day.

Genesis 1 (New International Version)



Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Serenity...Now


God grant me the serenity
to accept the things I cannot change;
courage to change the things I can;
and wisdom to know the difference.

Living one day at a time;
Enjoying one moment at a time;
Accepting hardships as the pathway to peace;
Taking, as He did, this sinful world
as it is, not as I would have it;
Trusting that He will make all things right
if I surrender to His Will;
That I may be reasonably happy in this life
and supremely happy with Him
Forever in the next.

Amen.

- Reinhold Niebuhr

Monday, April 20, 2009

Jesus Believes in Satan...Do You?



Nightline aired an interesting show a week go.

It posed the question, "Does Satan Exist?"

Somehow, this question seems ludacris to me. Why it was even up on the table of debate is beyond me.

As a believer, how can one not believe that Satan exists?

How can there be a God without Satan? I'm not implying that our Almighty God's existence is dependent on Satan.

But let's take spirituality out of the equation for a second shall we?

Can we say that light exists?

Then, can we say that darkness doesn't?

Can we say that positive energies/forces/charges exist?

Then, can we say that negative energies/forces/charges don't?

Can we say that the sun exists?

Then, can we say that the moon doesn't?

Can we say that hot temperatures/climates exist?

Then, can we say that cold temperatures/climates don't?

Can we say that beauty exists?

Then, can we say that ugliness doesn't?

Can we say that males exist?

Then, can we say that females don't?

You see, we live in a world of polar opposites. They are all around us.

Without polarity, the world we know, wouldn't exist and crumble around us.

The battle between Good vs. Evil is as old as existence itself.

It's the stuff that blockbuster, epic Disney movies are made of.

It's the stuff that a good ole horror movie is made of.

It's the stuff that fairytales are made of.

But since, I'm a fair-minded individual, I'll let you, the masses, watch the debate and decide for yourselves...




*Note to self: What the hell happened to
Carlton Pearson?! I remember watching him on TBN, back in the day, casting demons outta people! I blinked for a second, and before I knew it, he went and become a "radical heretic!" Geesh! I gotta pay more attention around here.

Sunday, April 19, 2009

Being Vegan: It's Greener, Tastier and More Hip Hop-Tastic than You Thought!

My Personal Creed


This weekend, the Vineyard kicked off a new series, Creed.

Which got me to thinking...how do I define my personal life creed?

My creed*:


Nothing -

and I mean nothing...

family member, lover, mate, offspring, friend, foe, acquaintance, animal, career, money, fame, wealth, fortune, dream, aspiration, ambition, health, sickness, test, temptation,
trial, tribulation, want, need, including my own self or life itself

- comes between me and my God.

Nothing.




This is what's at the core of me.

Mridula Maureen Chandy Jacob...in a nutshell.

Take it or leave it.


*loosely based on
The Nicene Creed:

I believe in one God, the Father Almighty, Maker of heaven and earth, and of all things visible and invisible.

And in one Lord Jesus Christ, the only-begotten Son of God, begotten of the Father before all worlds; God of God, Light of Light, very God of very God; begotten, not made, being of one substance with the Father, by whom all things were made.

Who, for us men and for our salvation, came down from heaven, and was incarnate by the Holy Spirit of the virgin Mary, and was made man; and was crucified also for us under Pontius Pilate; He suffered and was buried; and the third day He rose again, according to the Scriptures; and ascended into heaven, and sits on the right hand of the Father; and He shall come again, with glory, to judge the quick and the dead; whose kingdom shall have no end.

And I believe in the Holy Ghost, the Lord and Giver of Life; who proceeds from the Father and the Son; who with the Father and the Son together is worshiped and glorified; who spoke by the prophets.

And I believe one holy catholic and apostolic Church. I acknowledge one baptism for the remission of sins; and I look for the resurrection of the dead, and the life of the world to come. Amen.

Friday, April 17, 2009

I Swear I'm Not Gay...


(
...and not that there's anything wrong with that.)

...but have you seen Kim Kardashian?

Dang! This woman is smokin hot.

I think she experiences spontaneous combustion at her own hotness.

Oh and yeah...Reggie's not that bad looking either.





Thursday, April 16, 2009

A Prayer of Blessing


9 Jabez was more honorable than his brothers. His mother had named him "Jabez," saying, "I gave birth to him in pain."

10 Jabez cried out to the God of Israel,

"Oh, that you would bless me and enlarge my territory!
Let your hand be with me, and keep me from harm so that I will be free from pain."

And God granted his request.


1 Chronicles 4:9-10 (New International Version)

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Another Testament to Humanity's Gluttony




Gluttony makes me want to vomit. (Pun intended.)

I've alluded to my detestable repulsion for it, before.

The scientists in the video brag about the gene manipulation in these breeds of cows as some sort of great technological advancement.

In reality, it only reveals just how primitive and base humanity truly is in its undying quest for satiating its gluttony.

Technological advancements? I think not...

"The greatness of a nation and its moral progress can be judged by the way its animals are treated."

- Mahatma Gandhi, statesman and philosopher

Million Dollar Question: What is Your Intent?



Ok, so maybe no one will walk away with a million dollars in the end, but maybe we can make world peace a reality if we could figure this question out...

What constitutes as a man's* inappropriate behavior in a relationship?

Sure, there are the obvious signs: blatant gawking of other women, lipstick stains/wafts of perfume, actually catching him in the act, etc., etc., etc., but what about the other not-so-obvious..."gray" signs?...

Is it inappropriate for a man in a relationship to have numerous female friends, of which some of whom he's had past sexual relationships with?

Is it inappropriate for a man in a relationship to send sexually-charged messages through email, Facebook, Twitter and in the more recently-coined term, "sexting?"

Is it inappropriate for a man in a relationship to engage in phone sex with other women? (ok, maybe not so "gray.")

Is it inappropriate for a man in a relationship, either married or engaged, to send nostalgic Facebook messages to past crushes or girlfriends?

Is it inappropriate for a man in a relationship, either married or engaged, to send Facebook messages and friend requests to women who are complete strangers, based on their picture alone?

Is it inappropriate for a man in relationship to meet other women for coffee or any sort of meal?

Is it inappropriate for a man in a relationship to give his number out to women?

Is it inappropriate for a man in a relationship to rekindle previously lost connections with women he's had a sexual history with?

Is it inappropriate for a man in a relationship to have numerous female friends, even if he's never had a sexual history with them.

Is it inappropriate for a man in a relationship to have a female confidant, other than his mate, whom he bares his soul and deepest and darkest secrets to?

Is it inappropriate for a man in a relationship to financially help his female friends in their time of need?

Is it inappropriate for a man in a relationship to post blogs, updates, photos, comments that are sexually suggestive?

Is it inappropriate for a man in a relationship to not disclose he's in a relationship to his female friends?

Is it inappropriate for a man in a relationship, either married or engaged, to take interest in certain female bloggers versus other female bloggers?

Just a few questions I've been pondering lately.

For me, I think what draws the clear distinction between inappropriateness and appropriateness lies in one word: intent. Oh, and also, if the woman he's in a relationship with, knows about the above-mentioned scenarios.

Determine a man's intent, in any of the scenarios above, and it'll be clear where he stands.


*Can be applied to women as well.


Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Never Judge a Book by its Voice


How is it that when someone sings...beautifully and passionately...it has the ability to send shivers through you?

How can someone's singing voice...and we're not talking about their speaking voice at that...elicit such an emotional response from humans?

If we saw these two people in a crowd or passed them on the streets...or even actually engaged them in conversation...their hidden, mesmerizing powers would be completely lost on all of us.

But as soon as they open their mouths...and sing...we are enraptured.






What a PowWow



The Transfiguration*
28About eight days after Jesus said this, he took Peter, John and James with him and went up onto a mountain to pray. 29As he was praying, the appearance of his face changed, and his clothes became as bright as a flash of lightning. 30Two men, Moses and Elijah, 31appeared in glorious splendor, talking with Jesus. They spoke about his departure, which he was about to bring to fulfillment at Jerusalem. 32Peter and his companions were very sleepy, but when they became fully awake, they saw his glory and the two men standing with him. 33As the men were leaving Jesus, Peter said to him, "Master, it is good for us to be here. Let us put up three shelters—one for you, one for Moses and one for Elijah." (He did not know what he was saying.)

34While he was speaking, a cloud appeared and enveloped them, and they were afraid as they entered the cloud.35A voice came from the cloud, saying, "This is my Son, whom I have chosen; listen to him." 36When the voice had spoken, they found that Jesus was alone. The disciples kept this to themselves, and told no one at that time what they had seen.

Luke 9:28-36 (New International Version)


Can you just imagine the disciples witnessing this scene?

What a lineup! God, Jesus, Moses and Elijah.

I've always wondered just what exactly was said between Jesus, Moses and Elijah. The verse says they talked about Jesus' impending crucifixion, but I want the transcript version please. Verbatim.

And I've always been envious of Moses and Elijah. I yearn and ache to be in the midst of God. To be the one who gets the privilege to be in His presence and His glory. I want to be one of the few members of that secret society. I want God to love me so much that He gives me privileges not privy to the masses. So, right now, I'm extremely jealous of Moses, Elijah, Enoch...and oh yeah, that guy, David.

How come they got to sit in (or hover) with Jesus and God and no one else did?

It's just not fair. I guess it has something to do with God burying Moses and Elijah being taken in a whirlwind.

But if supernatural "endings" were criteria for those joining the group, then how come Enoch didn't get to join the powwow?

These are just some of the thoughts that course my head...frequently.


*The word "transfigured" is a very interesting word. The Greek word is "metamorpho" and it means to transform, literally or figuratively to metamorphose, or to change. The word is a verb that means to change into another form. It also means to change the outside to match the inside. The prefix "meta" means to change and the "morphe" means form. In the case of the transfiguration of Jesus Christ it means to match the outside with the reality of the inside. To change the outward so that it matches the inward reality. Jesus' divine nature was "veiled" (Hebrews 10:20) in human form and the transfiguration was a glimpse of that glory. Therefore, the transfiguration of Jesus Christ displayed the Shekinah glory of God incarnate in the Son. The voice of God attesting to the truth of Jesus' Sonship was the second time God's voice was heard. The first time was at Jesus' baptism into His public ministry by John the Baptist (Matthew 3:7; Mark 1:11; Luke 3:22).

Therefore, the transfiguration of Jesus Christ was a unique display of His divine character and a glimpse of the glory, which Jesus had before He came to earth in human form. This truth is emphasized for us in a passage in the Apostle Paul's letter to Phillippi. "Let this mind be in you, which was also in Christ Jesus: Who, being in the form (morphe) of God, thought it not robbery to be equal with God: But made Himself of no reputation, and took upon Him the form (morphe) of a servant, and was made in the likeness of men: And being found in fashion as a man, He humbled Himself, and became obedient unto death, even the death of the cross. Wherefore God also hath highly exalted Him, and given Him a name which is above every name: That at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, of things in heaven, and things in earth, and things under the earth; And that every tongue should confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father" (Philippians 2:5-11).

The Son of God came to earth in the form of a man to be the true servant of God and to gift mankind with the greatest gift ever given, eternal life. The transfiguration of Jesus Christ was a visible sign in the presence of reliable witnesses of the reality of the power of God and the glory, which is Christ Jesus. Source.


Monday, April 13, 2009

Interview Ready



So, I have my first interview, in more than two years, coming up later in the week.

It's for a job that I really, really want and am excited about. Am I nervous? Sure. Am I anxious and worried about how the interview will go? Not really. Interviews don't intimidate me.

Do I worry about whether I'll get it or not? Absolutely. Especially since I really want the position.

But, as with everything in my life, I'm leaving everything in God's control. My duty is to act on the faith that I have in Him for my future.

That's typically how I prepare for any interview.

I was looking through some old photos I brought back from my parents' home in the Caribbean and I found the picture above.

It looks like I was going on an interview. For a tennis instructor position. Pigtails and all. I was 7. How could my mother dress me like that? How could my mother allow me to dress myself like this? How could my mother let me leave the house looking like this? How could my father then make me pose for a picture to document it for infinity?

Wonder if I went in the same gettup for this week's interview, if I'll bag the gig?

Sunday, April 12, 2009

Veganversary



veg·an. n.

One who practices veganism and does not consume or use animal products, notably meat, fish, poultry, eggs and dairy products. People become vegans for a variety of reasons, including ethical concerns for animal rights or the environment, as well as perceived health benefits and spiritual or religious concerns.

Three years ago on 4-11-06, I made a momentous decision and commitment in my personal life.

During my lunch break, while having chicken n’ dumplings soup, I came upon Jennifer McCann’s blog, Vegan Lunch Box. McCann is a stay-at-home mom who lives, cooks, and eats in Washington State. The blog showcases an amazing array of entirely meat-free, egg-free, and dairy-free (vegan) lunches that McCann prepares for her then 8-year-old son Shmoo.

On the blog, McCann had the link “Why vegan? An introduction to veganism." Clicking on that link radically changed my life.

After spending my entire lunch break browsing the entire site, I made a decision right then to stop eating meat and become a vegan; I even threw away the rest of my lunch, that’s how disgusted I was by everything that I had just read and seen about animal cruelty. I didn’t realize what I was getting myself into, and how it would radically change my life, but all I knew was that I couldn’t continue being a part of a society that contributed to the cruelty of animals. I just couldn’t.

I'm a person of extremes, so for me, when I decided to do my part in reducing and eventually ending animal cruelty, I wanted to do it big, so I went from being a complete omnivore- eating everything (I have even said before in the past “How come there’s no meat at this breakfast!”)- to taking the plunge head on into complete veganism.

I've always been an animal lover, we had numerous pets when I was growing up, but I never transcended that compassion and love for animals into my lifestyle. I said I loved animals and was against animal cruelty, yet I wasn’t even a vegetarian, let alone a vegan, I was eating hamburgers and buying P&G products like everyone else.

So why the sudden change back then at the age of 26? I had just seen the documentary Dealing Dogs. I couldn’t believe that such heartlessness existed. I was shocked and numbed. From there, I started doing more research and then, I came upon the Vegan Outreach site. In addition, my darling Siamese cat Fiona was also a major reason why I made the switch. How could I love her so much, yet continue to eat meat?

That was three years ago.

And I hope to continue my compassion.

God willing.

A lot of people ask me, "What do you eat?" In response, I came up with my vegan guide for the Greater Cincinnati/Northern Kentucky area. You can find it here.

I hope that my life can be an example for others. It is easy. It can be done. If I can do it, anyone can. Trust me.

If you want to make a difference, then I recommend this site:

GoVeg



"The greatness of a nation and its moral progress can be judged by the way its animals are treated."

-
Mahatma Gandhi, statesman and philosopher

"Whatever you do unto the least of my brothers, you do it unto me."

(Matthew 25:40)



What a Beautiful Day






1After the Sabbath, at dawn on the first day of the week, Mary Magdalene and the other Mary went to look at the tomb.

2There was a violent earthquake, for an angel of the Lord came down from heaven and, going to the tomb, rolled back the stone and sat on it. 3His appearance was like lightning, and his clothes were white as snow. 4The guards were so afraid of him that they shook and became like dead men.

5The angel said to the women, "Do not be afraid, for I know that you are looking for Jesus, who was crucified. 6He is not here; he has risen, just as he said. Come and see the place where he lay. 7Then go quickly and tell his disciples: 'He has risen from the dead and is going ahead of you into Galilee. There you will see him.' Now I have told you."

8So the women hurried away from the tomb, afraid yet filled with joy, and ran to tell his disciples. 9Suddenly Jesus met them. "Greetings," he said. They came to him, clasped his feet and worshiped him. 10Then Jesus said to them, "Do not be afraid. Go and tell my brothers to go to Galilee; there they will see me."

Matthew 28:1-10 (New International Version)

Friday, April 10, 2009

Never Forget


On this day, more than two thousand years ago, a man died.

It wasn't just any mere mortal man. It was God's son incarnate. Jesus who became man.

He died for us for one reason: He loved us. He loved me. He loved you.

We didn't deserve it. I didn't deserve it. You didn't deserve it.

He didn't have to do it. But He did.

“You see, at just the right time, when we were still powerless, Christ died for the ungodly. Very rarely will anyone die for a righteous man, though for a good man someone might possibly dare to die. But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us.”

Romans 5:6-8 (New International Version)



Everyday, I let Him down with my humanity. And everyday my humanity mocks what He did for me.

For that, I hate myself.

Two thousand-something years later, I don't want to ever forget what Jesus did for me.

I want to remember every lash, punch, kick, spit, stone, nail, thorn, sword, beating, insult and painful step He endured for me that day. (Matthew 27, Mark 15, Luke 23 and John 19.)

By remembering, I recommit. And I'm re-enveloped in His Love.
















I have made the choice to never forget.

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

The Object of Her Affection



If this story had aired on Good Morning America on April 1st and not today, April 8th, then
maybe I would've bought it.

Who knew that Objectum Sexuality (OS) even existed?!
Geesh! What is this world coming to I tell ya?!

A woman falls in love and marries the Eiffel Tower and then changes her name to reflect the union?! Now, that's hardcore lunacy.

Some people who have OS claim that their feelings aren't perverse, but rather a form of asexualism.

Yeah, right!

Erika Eiffel, the woman in the GMA story, claims she's in love with the beauty of the Eiffel Tower mainly for its architectural and structural beauty.

One look at the Eiffel Tower and what anatomical part of the male body does it remind you of?

Asexual...my ass!

No wonder she fell in love!

Photo courtesy of GMA.

Who wouldn't?!

:)

*Side note: I wonder if Pure Romance will pick up on this new trend and start a new line of products?!

Sunday, April 5, 2009

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SIS! I LOVE YOU!


Sisters
By Joyce C. Lock

God made us sisters,
Our hearts made us friends.
Love keeps us bonded
Thru thick and thru thin.

Being family
Gives permanent ties,
For which I am grateful
To be in your life.

Though our paths may lead
Down separate roads,
God gave us each other
To help with the load.

God had a great plan,
As He always does.
Growing together
Was the best for us.

I can't imagine
My life without you.
Sisters are for keeps
And forever true.


Sisters Heart to Heart
By Joanna Fuchs

From the time that we were little,
I knew you’d always be
Not just a loving sister
But a caring friend to me.

A shoulder I could cry on,
A helping hand in times of need,
A cheerleader to lift me up,
My angel in both word and deed.

We told each other secrets;
We giggled and we cried.
We shared our joys and sorrows
We were always side by side.

We have a very special bond;
I knew it from the start.
You’ll have my love forever
We’re sisters, heart to heart.

Saturday, April 4, 2009

What You Waiting For (You Stupid Ho)?!


I'm at a point in my life where I feel like I'm in a holding stage.

Sometimes I even feel like I'm in a decompression area of sorts, waiting to hear from mission control to suit up for the mission ahead.