Jenna

random ranting

2009-12-02T23:41:56Z

I hate people...

I plan on one day writing my own fact book...

Chapter by chapter writing and telling the world how stupid they are and how right i am about everything in the world... is that bad?

Chapter 1- Politics....
Chapter 2- Religion
Chapter 3- How the world is doomed regardless of anything this world is trying to do about global warming. (face it, it's not real)
Chapter 4- The true Conspiracy Theories
Chapter 5- Why & how liberals are the rotting disease of this country

and so on and so forth...

it's not that i am cocky or self-righteous the fact of the matter is i have common sense... something 99.99% of people my age & older are missing.

why oh why.... lemmings... thats all people are today are lemmings...

ok i am done for now. bye

stress of my life...

2009-11-06T00:08:21Z

It really sucks always being so stressed out when it comes to news and politics... I think it is because the media is a never ending stream of information and i love to be informed... On the upside of things I am very pleased the GOP won with such effortlessness.. it was sheer beauty.

I am 8 months pregnant now and more impatient than ever. The nursery is 75% done (it is an enchanted forest theme... so amazing) We decided for sure on the name "Mayim" (pronounced Myam) and we are 75% certain her full name will be (Mayim Presley Roe McDaniel) I go in for a second 4D ultrasound on Sunday 11/8 which i am extremely excited about...

She is kicking harder and harder daily... She kicks so hard you can see my stomach move in waves... she can actually kick my hand off my belly.

I am bigger than jupiter itself.. I probably have my own moon circling me nightly that i am just not aware of. I can no longer wear my wedding rings they barely go past my nails (which are stunningly long and beautiful) i am so swollen... My feet swell so big it looks like i dont have ankles not to mention my face. I am already getting braxton hicks which are really scary and nerve racking uhmm what else what else??? I CANNOT WAIT UNTIL THANKSGIVING OMG me and my mother have a recipe we will fix together for eternity... mozzarella pepperoni sausage stuffing/dressing and triple cheesy mashed potatoes and so much other deliciousness... ahhhh i cant wait.

I am scared stiff of swine flu... very scary... i refused the vaccine as did all of my family...

i think that covers everything as of now... i'll update later... i just got a super crazy craving for banana and peanut butter.

Obama Fails again...

2009-11-05T23:26:50Z

Firstly I would like to say that my thoughts and prayers are with the families of the deceased and the wounded.

Secondly, I would like to express my complete disgust with Obama's response to the killings. He rambled on about God knows what, licking the liberal audiences butt- complete joker.
The very first words out of his mouth should have been "My condolences go out to the families of the deceased and those wounded in this tragic shooting..." but he just rambled on and on about- who knows? Nothing as important as the loss of these soldiers lives, that much I do know.

There was not ONE OUNCE of sincerity in his voice or body language when he finally did get to talking about it.

I am so distraught by what has happened...and disgusted by our joke of a president.

I don't think I've ever been this outrageously t'd off in a bulletin- but I am beyond pissed at his lackadaisical take on the loss of our soldiers.

waiting for dinner

2009-09-05T03:54:02Z

So i am now technically 22 weeks pregnant (from conception) via computer i am 24 weeks... either way i am huge and pregnant and far from the semi petite and graceful girl i once was (haha). I have now had 2 wisdom teeth extracted because they flared up so badly. I need a lot more work done but i pray i will have no more flare ups until after the baby is born. I still cannot decide on a girls name whatsoever.. lately i have liked the name Simone (which is Hebrew). I am getting the 4D ultra sound in the next few weeks. and that pretty much sums it up... My mom my dad and i may fly to Washington in the next few days for the Tea Party but were not sure yet... btw, i love Glenn Beck even though he is a Mormon.

howz it (aloha sylz)

2009-07-28T10:33:53Z

almost 17 weeks pregnant. wow... never in my entire life has anything gone by slower. not Christmas, not my birthday, summer break NOTHING, EVER.... every single God given day drags on like nothing i have ever experienced in my entire lifetime. jeepers...

other than father time taking his sweet time cooking my sweet cinnamon bun. i am in constant pain everyday with either carpal tunnel and or arthritis in my hand both can be pregnancy related... not to mention chronic neck pain. my mother is sending me to the spa to get a massage sometime very very soon... she is tired of my complaining and i do not trust chiropractors.

hmm what else, what else.. i am constantly exhausted!!! even waking up and eating breakfast wears me down and 2 hours later i fall asleep...

my baby shower is going to be on Oct 24 (i'll be 29 weeks) and i am very excited for that... i already look like i am 9 mos which sucks because i cannot imagine how much bigger i am going to get... I still have no clue whether it is going to be a baby girl or boy... my mother is upset that i am not gonna wait till birth to find out but i gave her an ultimatum, i said if you quit smoking i will wait... which she has not... Lord willing, i will find out what the sex is Aug 18 which is my next apt. (lester and my mother are convinced it’s a boy and my dad baba and geegah have a feeling it is a girl… I literally cant tell… I day dream of course about a girl but then again it is a blessing to have a boy first ..)

hmm what else, at night time while me and lester are supposed to be sleeping through the night i get up about 20 million times, literally... to go pee... which sucks... it is hard for me to go back to sleep and that is probably a big factor to why i am always tired. while laying down trying to go back to sleep i feel little knocking/fluttering in my tummy which i am sure is the baby seeing as though fetus's are most active at night.. (or so they say) i srsly can’t wait until it is stronger and harder...

anyway... i am tired i stayed up to watch a ramones special les is passed out and cici is in the chair next to me biting her toe nails...(i know she is a bizarre dog)

blondeanimosity @ 2009-01-09T19:47:00

2009-01-10T05:51:38Z

A witch's invitation-

what does Noah have in common with today?

2009-01-10T05:48:22Z

"A flood is coming!" cried Noah to the people who came in inquire as to why he was building an ark. Perhaps the sincerity of Noah's voice, along with the strivings of the Spirit of God convinced many of an awareness of coming catastrophe. After all, was it reasonable that a Holy God should tolerate gross wickedness seen engulfing the world? Unprecedented violence stalked the earth, along with sexual immorality and every kind of perversion. Men seemed to know a Holy God had no alternative but to judge the ungodly for their sins.

At first, there must have been many who were convinced that Noah was right. They listened attentively and believed intently in a God who would punish iniquity as His Word declared. So some sought to live for Him.

But interest in Noah's message was gradually forgotten. After all, 120 years had passed since Noah mentioned a coming flood and surely he must have been mistaken. Although the ark was finished the people were too busy marrying and divorcing as well as eating and drinking, buying and selling, planting and building that they did not notice the darkening cloud formations. Amidst plenty, prosperity, and pleasure madness the populace of Noah's day had all but forgotten the warning of a coming flood.

But then it happened. Suddenly, and unexpectedly, the lightning began to flash and the thunder rolled. The canopy of moisture high in the heavens became rain and began pouring upon the earth. From the fountains of the deep there similarly poured forth mountainous tides as the earth accommodated the God who had foretold a coming flood.

See the doomed as they rush to yonder hills or climb trees to escape the rushing waters. Hear their screams as they pound on the door of the ark with the swirling torrents engulfing them and their loved ones. Mothers with babies in their arms, and fathers holding little children, became frightfully aware that the flood was a reality.

Doom and destruction came to all except Noah and his family who believed God, lived for Him, and escaped death from drowning because they heeded His Word.

"A King is coming[" Everywhere you could hear it echoed. It was sung by little children at play, whistled by men on the job. It was chorused by the temple choir.

Days, and months, and years rushed by and soon the echo of Messiah's coming became a faint whisper. So long the people had waited until hopes and dreams of a king were shattered by the sounds of soldiers in the streets. An invading army had overtaken them and few regarded the messianic promises.

Religious ritual went on as before - somehow it added dignity and respect to the edicts of the emperor. Religious leaders saved their necks by becoming pawns and puppets of the presiding Power. The philosophy of these religionists who advocated Peace at any price, even to the loss of personal freedom, became - "if you can't lick 'em join 'em.

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Repaying his respects to those who literally worshipped him, the emperor built a temple that was more costly than Solomon's edifice. Its value was in excess of 10 billions of dollars.

Poverty reigned amidst such religious splendor. The people eked out a bare existence, their income taxed beyond their means.

Among the Jews there were many, nearly all, in fact, who somehow believed in their hearts, or at least were taught about a coming Messiah - a king who might rescue them from these invading tyrants, and who would again restore the kingdom to Israel.

The amazing part of this true story is that He came... Yes, the king came, and lived unrecognized by those who were expecting him. He had not come like they had supposed, with flying banners, and armies. The masses largely passed him by - only a few, some shepherds and some fishermen, a few old men and helpless widows, they, alone, recognized him as the Christ, the earth-born prince who was in reality the King of Heaven.

Again a world now waits. Again wafted on the breeze of seven seas the sounds of lovely music heralds the message - JESUS IS COMING! Surely this time he will not be mistaken.

But alas, the people are busier than ever, building exalted edifices dedicated in His name, others carrying on 'business as usual' in the marketplace, prosperous, careless, and contented.

And suddenly He appears - His coming unannounced. And not until destruction predicted for a future day actually dawns, and Antichrist takes his throne, did many realize they missed His coming and were left behind.

Ah yes, Christ had come, the glorious rapture past, and the vast majority had missed the pre-Coronation feast - the marriage supper of the Lamb.

A few were ready for His appearing, their whereabouts now a mystery. The logical explanation was that those now missing were 'fanatics', perhaps emotionally-disturbed who may have wandered off somewhere, "holy-rollers" who may have met with foul play from those who wanted riddance of these extremists.

The truth is this - those who were ready not only talked and sang 'Jesus is coming' but walked it and lived it. Momentarily their hearts were filled with expectancy at the thought of rapture, sobered at being left behind. Empowered by God's Holy Spirit they lived praising the Lamb that was slain, whose shed blood taught them to live pure and holy, so that at the precise moment of the trumpet's sound, like a rocket seeks its target these were ushered into the presence of their Lord.

The King had come, but the vast majority of those who professed to be His followers were absent from this glorious event.

But were these not Christians - those left behind? Did they not profess faith in Him, and testify of saving grace?

Ah, sorry to say the claims of Christ were their plea. In their hearts was the hope of eternal life. But shallow- believing must needs be tested, and sins of the flesh must of necessity be purged. For our Lord has ordained a sanctified, holy church without spot or blemish, like unto Himself, and characterized by righteous deeds and good works.

Could it be these are they of whom it is said, they "came out of great tribulation, and have washed their robes, and made them white in the blood of the Lamb?"

The point of this parable is not to look at this possibility of being left behind at the rapture with doubt and disbelief because this doctrine does not fit our theological blueprint. Rather, may we see that many missed the safety of Noah's Ark who may have anticipated escape from a coming flood. Many missed the 'Messiah' for He came as a lowly babe in a manger rather than to have been born as a king on a throne. And many, unless they heed the warnings of God's Word and make preparation for Christ's coming may be found missing at the Rapture.

Indeed, Be ye therefore ready also, for the son of man cometh at an hour when ye think not.

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Great is the Name of the Lord

how an 8 year old explains God

2009-01-10T05:47:47Z

THIS IS FABULOUS!!!

It was written by an 8-year-old named Danny Dutton, who lives in Chula Vista , CA . He wrote it for his third grade homework assignment, to 'explain God.

' I wonder if any of us could have done as well ?
[ .... and he had such an assignment, in California , and someone published it, I guess miracles do happen ! ..]

EXPLANATION OF GOD:
'One of God's main jobs is making people. He makes them to replace the ones that die, so there will be enough people to take care of things on earth. He doesn't make grownups, just babies. I think because they are smaller and easier to make. That way he doesn't have to take up his valuable time teaching them to talk and walk. He can just leave that to mothers and fathers.

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'God's second most important job is listening to prayers. An awful lot of this goes on, since some people, like preachers and things, pray at times beside bedtime. God doesn't have time to listen to the radio or TV because of this. Because he hears everything, there must be a terrible lot of noise in his ears, unless he has thought of a way to turn it off.

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'God sees everything and hears everything and is everywhere which keeps Him pretty busy. So you shouldn't go wasting his time by going over your mom and dad's head asking for something they said you couldn't have.

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'Atheists are people who don't believe in God. I don't think there are any in Chula Vista . At least there aren't any who come to our church.

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'Jesus is God's Son. He used to do all the hard work, like walking on water and performing miracles and trying to teach the people who didn't want to learn about God. They finally got tired of him preaching to them and they crucified him But he was good and kind, like his father, and he told his father that they didn't know what they were doing and to forgive them and God said O.K.

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'His dad (God) appreciated everything that he had done and all his hard work on earth so he told him he didn't have to go out on the road anymore. He could stay in heaven. So he did. And now he helps his dad out by listening to prayers and seeing things which are important for God to take care of and which ones he can take care of himself without having to bother God. Like a secretary, only more important.

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'You can pray anytime you want and they are sure to help you because they got it worked out so one of them is on duty all the time.

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'You should always go to church on Sunday because it makes God happy, and if there's anybody you want to make happy, it's God!

Don't skip church to do something you think will be more fun like going to the beach. This is wrong. And besides the sun doesn't come out at the beach until noon anyway.

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'If you don't believe in God, besides being an atheist, you will be very lonely, because your parents can't go everywhere with you, like to camp, but God can. It is good to know He's around you when you're scared, in the dark or when you can't swim and you get thrown into real deep water by big kids.

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'But...you shouldn't just always think of what God can do for you. I figure God put me here and he can take me back anytime he pleases.

And...that's why I believe in God.

blondeanimosity @ 2009-01-09T19:43:00

2009-01-10T05:46:20Z

blondeanimosity @ 2009-01-09T19:33:00

2009-01-10T05:35:18Z

Grow in grace, and in the knowledge of our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ.

—2 Peter 3:18"Grow in grace"--not in one grace only, but in all grace. Grow in that root-grace, faith. Believe the promises more firmly than you have done. Let faith increase in fulness, constancy, simplicity. Grow also in love. Ask that your love may become extended, more intense, more practical, influencing every thought, word, and deed. Grow likewise in humility. Seek to lie very low, and know more of your own nothingness. As you grow downward in humility, seek also to grow upward--having nearer approaches to God in prayer and more intimate fellowship with Jesus. May God the Holy Spirit enable you to "grow in the knowledge of our Lord and Saviour." He who grows not in the knowledge of Jesus, refuses to be blessed. To know Him is "life eternal," and to advance in the knowledge of Him is to increase in happiness. He who does not long to know more of Christ, knows nothing of Him yet. Whoever hath sipped this wine will thirst for more, for although Christ doth satisfy, yet it is such a satisfaction, that the appetite is not cloyed, but whetted. If you know the love of Jesus--as the hart panteth for the water-brooks, so will you pant after deeper draughts of His love. If you do not desire to know Him better, then you love Him not, for love always cries, "Nearer, nearer." Absence from Christ is hell; but the presence of Jesus is heaven. Rest not then content without an increasing acquaintance with Jesus. Seek to know more of Him in His divine nature, in His human relationship, in His finished work, in His death, in His resurrection, in His present glorious intercession, and in His future royal advent. Abide hard by the Cross, and search the mystery of His wounds. An increase of love to Jesus, and a more perfect apprehension of His love to us is one of the best tests of growth in grace.

personal prayer plea and psalm

2008-12-12T22:43:09Z

Lately I have not been all I strive to be… I have been backsliding on a daily basis… However, my hope and drive will not be in vain…. I am a Christian because, I love the Lord… I love the taste of righteousness and the smell of boldness… I know that I will never know all there is to know… Knowledge is flawed, yet wisdom is whole and plentiful to those who seek it. I strive to fulfill my purpose, I shed tears unwittingly, for my own soul, I grieve for those surrounding me… My life is vanity; as are all who, dwell between the seas, upon the lands of this world.
The wisest man who ever lived proclaimed “"All things are full of weariness beyond uttering. The eye is not satisfied with seeing, nor the ear filled with hearing.
" I struggle and strain to be a blameless disciple yet, I find myself entombed in mine own ways… Lift me oh Lord, from my haughty dwelling place, spread me like salt throughout your creation… Shine through my darkness and reign throughout my heart… Your glory proclaims itself through all nations…. Let my every word jubilantly proclaim your righteous name… Allow your sovereign law to ring like a gong through all nations and throughout my being… Let my life have purpose oh Lord for I am but a vapor, here one moment and gone the next… Allow me to be a warm brightly lit furnace for your fallen children, hold my tongue in anger and demolish any chains that constrict me down… Diminish my wickedness and deliver my soul unto the fragrant flower of faith… For you alpha and omega, beginning and end you are my bright morning star… You gave me life and love, forever I will extol you.

-Jenna

A Place To Stand

2008-12-12T22:38:38Z

A SINGLE lonely bird hovered over a submerged world. Below her were the results of the catastrophic flood. There was nothing to be seen but water. The world below her was desolate and seemingly without a future. Nowhere could she find a place to hold on to, to set down her tiny foot. She found no rest.

Yet the dove that fluttered around purposelessly was less lonely than she appeared to be. Noah- His name means "he who will bring rest" - had not forgotten her. He waited for her return. When the bird came, she found an outstretched hand, ready to take her into the safety of the ark. Together they were on their way to a new future. The submerged earth would be habitable again.

We can be compared with this dove. We feel lonely and forsaken. We flutter around in a world that increasingly offers less to hold on to in every way. We see little hope for humanity. Spiritually and emotionally we find no rest.

Yet there is someone who cares about us, who watches closely for each individual: GOD! through him we can find rest in spite of the catastrophes that harass the world. He offers us a place to stand, and hope, even in an apparently lost world. He offers a new beginning to those of us who return to him...

The Little Match Girl

2008-12-10T20:30:19Z

Most terribly cold it was; it snowed, and was nearly quite dark, and evening-- the last evening of the year. In this cold and darkness there went along the street a poor little girl, bareheaded, and with naked feet. When she left home she had slippers on, it is true; but what was the good of that? They were very large slippers, which her mother had hitherto worn; so large were they; and the poor little thing lost them as she scuffled away across the street, because of two carriages that rolled by dreadfully fast.

One slipper was nowhere to be found; the other had been laid hold of by an urchin, and off he ran with it; he thought it would do capitally for a cradle when he some day or other should have children himself. So the little maiden walked on with her tiny naked feet, that were quite red and blue from cold. She carried a quantity of matches in an old apron, and she held a bundle of them in her hand. Nobody had bought anything of her the whole livelong day; no one had given her a single farthing.

She crept along trembling with cold and hunger--a very picture of sorrow, the poor little thing!

The flakes of snow covered her long fair hair, which fell in beautiful curls around her neck; but of that, of course, she never once now thought. From all the windows the candles were gleaming, and it smelt so deliciously of roast goose, for you know it was New Year's Eve; yes, of that she thought.

In a corner formed by two houses, of which one advanced more than the other, she seated herself down and cowered together. Her little feet she had drawn close up to her, but she grew colder and colder, and to go home she did not venture, for she had not sold any matches and could not bring a farthing of money: from her father she would certainly get blows, and at home it was cold too, for above her she had only the roof, through which the wind whistled, even though the largest cracks were stopped up with straw and rags.

Her little hands were almost numbed with cold. Oh! a match might afford her a world of comfort, if she only dared take a single one out of the bundle, draw it against the wall, and warm her fingers by it. She drew one out. "Rischt!" how it blazed, how it burnt! It was a warm, bright flame, like a candle, as she held her hands over it: it was a wonderful light. It seemed really to the little maiden as though she were sitting before a large iron stove, with burnished brass feet and a brass ornament at top. The fire burned with such blessed influence; it warmed so delightfully. The little girl had already stretched out her feet to warm them too; but--the small flame went out, the stove vanished: she had only the remains of the burnt-out match in her hand.

She rubbed another against the wall: it burned brightly, and where the light fell on the wall, there the wall became transparent like a veil, so that she could see into the room. On the table was spread a snow-white tablecloth; upon it was a splendid porcelain service, and the roast goose was steaming famously with its stuffing of apple and dried plums. And what was still more capital to behold was, the goose hopped down from the dish, reeled about on the floor with knife and fork in its breast, till it came up to the poor little girl; when--the match went out and nothing but the thick, cold, damp wall was left behind. She lighted another match. Now there she was sitting under the most magnificent Christmas tree: it was still larger, and more decorated than the one which she had seen through the glass door in the rich merchant's house.

Thousands of lights were burning on the green branches, and gaily-colored pictures, such as she had seen in the shop-windows, looked down upon her. The little maiden stretched out her hands towards them when--the match went out. The lights of the Christmas tree rose higher and higher, she saw them now as stars in heaven; one fell down and formed a long trail of fire.

"Someone is just dead!" said the little girl; for her old grandmother, the only person who had loved her, and who was now no more, had told her, that when a star falls, a soul ascends to God.

She drew another match against the wall: it was again light, and in the lustre there stood the old grandmother, so bright and radiant, so mild, and with such an expression of love.

"Grandmother!" cried the little one. "Oh, take me with you! You go away when the match burns out; you vanish like the warm stove, like the delicious roast goose, and like the magnificent Christmas tree!" And she rubbed the whole bundle of matches quickly against the wall, for she wanted to be quite sure of keeping her grandmother near her. And the matches gave such a brilliant light that it was brighter than at noon-day: never formerly had the grandmother been so beautiful and so tall. She took the little maiden, on her arm, and both flew in brightness and in joy so high, so very high, and then above was neither cold, nor hunger, nor anxiety--they were with God.

But in the corner, at the cold hour of dawn, sat the poor girl, with rosy cheeks and with a smiling mouth, leaning against the wall--frozen to death on the last evening of the old year. Stiff and stark sat the child there with her matches, of which one bundle had been burnt. "She wanted to warm herself," people said. No one had the slightest suspicion of what beautiful things she had seen; no one even dreamed of the splendor in which, with her grandmother she had entered on the joys of a new year.

-Hans Christian Anderson

Some videos I made

2008-09-19T08:48:56Z

Too my Father Whom dwells in heaven

2008-09-15T21:29:49Z

I love love love resting and dreaming with my feet propped on a pillow inside my humble abode… I listen and look closely to the birds serenading the glory around my glass barricade….

Why is it so, when someone is in need of me and I perceive I am busy momentarily; I exclaim, “Hold on!”
Is it because, I really want them to hold onto something greater than me until I arrive on the scene?

Perhaps it is….

He must increase… I must decrease…

I was visiting a large body of water and watched as small drops of water fell into the large body and every time they would meet, several perfectly round perfectly beautiful rings of water would form… a countless number of them… they would gradually form larger more beautiful ringlets… which soon would disappear into the deep.

Glory to my Father whom are Omnipresent and Omniscient….

No words can explain Your Righteous Law, Glory, and Awesome Love…

Your wonders shake my soul…. Your soul….

married

2008-02-05T06:39:08Z