As I Looked 50 Boldly in the Face the World Stopped

I opened my blog today after ignoring it for quite some time. As you well know we've been in a pandemic situation for the last year. This post was written and awaiting publishing just about the time the world freaked out. I was preparing to look 50 in the face boldly and instead got smacked upside … Continue reading As I Looked 50 Boldly in the Face the World Stopped

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I wrote a guest post for jeffspeakstolife.org

Jeff speaks to life.

Ecclesiastes 3:4

A time to kill,
And a time to heal;
A time to break down,
And a time to build up;

I am Stephanie (Nonie) from nonietalks.com. I was asked to take this verse and write a guest post for Jeff’s look into Ecclesiastes 3.

It would be easy enough to draw from the literal; for example, ‘a time to kill’ would be to perhaps kill an animal for food, or an invader for protection. ‘A time to heal’ would be to take care of one while they are sick. ‘A time to break down” could be something as simple as cleaning up after a party. And ‘a time to build up” could literally be the preparing, repairing, and/or building of nearly anything like a bicycle or a house.

I do not want to just take the literal interpretation of this scripture and break it down into the obvious…

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The Lost Package of Maturity

Have you ever had a package get lost? I have. Today. My package was not on my front porch, even though UPS and Amazon said it was. I got frustrated and I felt a little crazy. I looked everywhere they've ever left a package. Nothing. I called 1-800-PICK-UPS. I had to talk to a faux … Continue reading The Lost Package of Maturity

We Need To Talk

Screw Rubies

(photo cred: http://www.stoneandstars.com)

Okay people,
It is time to talk about it.

Especially “Christian” women,
It is time to talk about it.
First things first:
As far as first impressions go, I am as square as they get. I am a stay at home mom, a wife, a virgin when I got married, never done any drugs, grew up in church, and daughter of a minister. I was even a licensed minister myself for a time.
I am a feminist.
Wait what? ^^^ If you got stuck there, we need to talk.
Just because I sound like a plain Jane does not mean I can not be a feminist. I believe that women should be allowed to choose the life they want. All of those things, I chose for myself. They were what I needed and wanted for my life. I believe that the stereotypes between boys and girls are absolutely…

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