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Print “People often refer to me in hushed tones as being just a little bit odd. I take it as a huge compliment! “ . . . the Lord hath chosen thee to be a peculiar people unto Himself, above all the nations that are on the earth . . .” (Deuteronomy 14:2). July 29, 2004: Grandma’s (Not-So) Wise Advice When my best friend and I don’t feel like doing the Sunday night social scene thing, we’ll escape over to her Grandma’s house for some convo and coffee. This past Sunday, the conversation, as it often does when single 20somethings are present, turned to the subject of marriage. “You girls,” said Grandma, “need to get together and go visit other churches. How do you expect to meet any guys when you’re always sitting at home?” That’s exactly what my mother tells me, I thought. However, I think it’s cheesy when a gaggle of girls shows up at someone else’s church on a regular church night for no particular reason. It’s sort of obvious they’re on a manhunt. “I always pray for you girls,” Grandma continued, thrusting her finger in the air. “And I always say, ‘Lord, hurry up!” Now her finger was waggling at the ceiling. “What’re you waiting on? We don’t want these kids getting married in their 30s and 40s!’” Why not? I wondered. That doesn’t sound too bad to me. Grandma is typical, though, of everyone who seems more concerned about my love life than me. I don’t know why. It isn’t like anyone’s gonna keep me from narrowly escaping the label of old maid—at the ripe old age of 23, I’m hearing it already! Of course, my prerogative to take my sweet time getting married is complicated by one factor: The world’s sweetest little girl calls me Mommy, thanks to a five-month fling with the world in my late teens. And since little girls need fathers, everyone seems to think I have this huge need to be married, like, yesterday. But I’m not stressing. Why should I, when everyone else is doing my worrying for me? July 30, 2004: My Hat Goes Off To . . . The International Circle of Faith for adding such a moving introduction to their website! If you haven’t seen it yet, check it out at www.icof.net and click the black square. August 1, 2004: CULT-tivating Links, Links and More Links Ah, the power of hot pink piggie toe socks! I am wearing mine right now, wriggling my toes underneath my desk. There’s nothing like ending a bad day with the perfect pair of socks. After all, how can I be down when hot pink pigs are taking care of my feet, and Jesus is taking care of my life? And now, your very odd blogger turns her attention to today’s blog entry: There’s nothing that inspires, provokes, and propels me into action more than the opinions and viewpoints of my fellow Apostolics. That’s why I just have to respond to one person’s response to the latest Survey Sez, who wrote, “. . . they referred to several qualities of Apostolics in the book in an extremist light, rather cultish. It made me wonder if that’s how our movement is truly perceived.” Well, sweetheart, we are indeed viewed by mainstream Christianity as weird at best, legalistic at fair to middlin’, and cultic at worst: Here’s an article that bashes our beliefs without calling us by name. Also, I am frequently amused and disturbed by references to us on Christian forums. Go here to see a wide body of references to the UPCI by the Rick A. Ross Institute for the Study of Destructive Cults, Controversial Groups and Movements. (Fortunately, here’s an excellent article that disputes many opinions found on these websites, written by one of ninetyandnine.com ’s frequent contributors.) That’s just three sites, but a quick Google search reveals many similar opinions all over the Net. The question is: What is the Apostolic movement going to do about it? I have my opinions of course, but that’s another blog entry for another time (if you guys decide to hire me). August 2, 2004: November 3, 2004 November 3rd always makes me think of politics and parties. Not the partisan kind, but the balloons and cake kind, because that day is also my grandmother’s birthday. So I suppose that on that day I’ll truck down the polls in my party hat (I wonder if the Party Palace sells hats with donkeys on them?) and vote Republican. I’ll do it reluctantly though, since I’m pro-life and pro-heterosexual marriage, but also pro-environment and, uh, and whatever else the Dems are good for. I lost my naiveté and faith in government back when Clinton was putting Lewinskyville on the map, and it’s only gone downhill from there. I’d compare Washington to a playground full of biting, screaming, kicking, hair-pulling second-graders, but that would be an insult to the second-graders. Obviously, I’m not much for politics, although I do enjoy reading the latest skewerings by Ann, Michelle, Dave, and sometimes even MoDo. Social issues like famine, civil rights, books, and adoption are closer to my heart, while other issues like abortion, outsourcing, celebrities (didn’t Paris and Nick’s break-up just break your heart?) liberal media, Cosmopolitan, etc. often become the subject of my scorn. Southampton does a fine job of running the political commentary for you guys, and you’ll not find me intruding on his territory. Speaking of Southampton, I hear that Sandy Berger’s shorts are up for sale . . .
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