My garden theology

I have a large garden. It was my dream to have one. I'm totally grateful and happy....and frankly a little overwhelmed. ;)

As I work and walk through my garden I've had some 'spiritual' thoughts. Here's a few of them:

Weeds:  You think I'm gonna say they are like sin in our lives - needing to be pulled by the root. Right?? Wrong. My weeds are not the sin. They are life. Busyness. The things that keep us (the beautiful garden plant) from growing to our full potential. The things that drain us, much like the weeds in the garden drain the plants from their strength and can actually kill them if left to grow and grow unchecked.

Sometimes 'weeds' may be birthday parties, and grocery shopping, and laundry, and play dates, and exercise at the gym, oil changes.... and.... all the things that keep you soooooo busy. Weeds in the garden sure keep me busy!!! Just like life, we need to keep our busyness to a minimum sometimes so we can concentrate and focus - on God, on true growing. Don't let the weeds choke you.

Hurry up and grow:  I want a genuine relationship with the Lord. I don't want your spiritual life, even though you seem to be tight with God, I want my own version of God-closeness....but I want it NOW. I have this vision of what my life will look like, and what I'll be doing. I also have a vision of my garden and what it will look like years from now. Unfortunately, neither are currently close to the vision 'picture' I have in my head. Some gardeners use Miracle Grow. That is fine. I don't. I don't want to add chemicals to my garden.

It's like my life. I need to be the best 'me' I can....but it is hard not to want to do a personal 'cheat'. It is hard to keep my garden pure from chemicals just to make it grow bigger and faster. But that is just like life. We need to keep our hearts pure. Once you pour the chemicals on and they spread into the soil it is hard to get them out! Purity is good, but it takes time to see results and it can be hard to follow through, but the end result is always worth it.

Gophers and voles: Here's the sin peeps. You can be the most beautiful, popular, amazing person, but if you have sin, under the surface destroying you, and all you were meant to offer- it doesn't matter what you have going for you on the surface of your life. Like we have all heard time and again, it's what inside that counts.

My gophers and voles - man... it is hard to keep sin from encroaching into our lives! Pesky little things. Like Satan, they do not give up easily. Yes, I guess I'm referring to gophers as Satan... haha. Seriously though, this is where you pull out the big guns. Don't just buy 'repellent'. Oh no... buy poison. You have to get RID of those guys, just as you need to be serious about getting rid of sin. It will completely eat you up under the surface and destroy who you were meant to be.

What can you do??

But laugh maybe?? or perhaps...wonder what you are doing wrong??? ;)

My two year, two month old daughter will close her eyes and turn her head when I reprimand her. As if she just suddenly fell asleep and can no longer hear me.  'What Mom? I'm sorry, I can't hear you, I'm sleeping, I'm sure you can tell, as my eyes are ever-so-tightly closed."

"Talia! Noooooo! We don't touch our poop!!" (if you've read the last couple of posts, you should know my life is very much full of poop.)   ...to which, when she hears me say this, 'falls asleep' - sometimes standing up! (which, really, must take a good amount of talent)

This morning I was changing her and she is laying on the floor just being a goof. Then she began to act naughty and I scolded her. Immediately she tossed her head to the side and closed her eyes tight.....and laid perfectly still.

Oh, whoops. My mistake. I should be quiet, my baby is sleeping!!! hahaha.....
At least when she has her eyes closed she can't see me laughing to myself!

My Vaccine Soapbox

This could be a hundred pages long. I can talk a lot, and I tend to write conversationally when I get going.

This won't be written like a medical journal, but instead from the heart of a mother.

It certainly won't be comprehensive, as I don't have the strength in my hands to type that long. But, if you want to comment, talk or share, you may. Shoot, if you really want to talk, we could meet. ;)

We don't vaccinate our children. .....anymore.
See, we used to. It is the American way. Our kids are safe if we do. All 'good' mothers vaccinate their kids. And.....so did I.

Until my son was two, almost three years old.
I have four kids. The first two have almost all their toddler vaccinations. The last two have (almost) none.  (research happens in stages with small kids)

I began researching like a nerd on speed at an Ivy League college when my son was two and a half. He has severe allergies to milk and beef, and eggs. Not lactose intolerant - no, he is allergic to the protein in milk and beef and eggs.

I began to research raw milk and goats milk. I really researched and learned about pasteurized milk. I was sold from my findings - we wouldn't drink processed milk anymore. I was hoping in the beginning of the process to see if there was a type of milk my son could handle. That would change our life. There wasn't, but I did find something in the process.

I found information about vaccines. A lot of information. So much so, we stopped giving them to our children.

I disagreed with the ingredients. Monkey organs, chicken embryos, mercury, thimerisol (a mercury preservative), aluminum, and human protein DNA from aborted fetuses. If that doesn't make you say eeewww.. There's more. I'm not writing a medical journal, so I'm not listing more, but I promise you, if you dig, there's more.

Here's something I learned just a few days ago actually. Which is why I'm writing. In almost every single shot there is bovine and egg protein. Let me say that again. Bovine and egg protein.

There is federal protection against vaccine makers. Your child's head could fall off after a vaccine, and there's nothing you can do. You can't sue them, you can settle with them. Nothing. Federal law protects them in every way.

I can't prove this, but I have a theory. When the number of vaccines went up, so did autism, allergies and asthma. I have two kids vaccinated. One was diagnosed with allergies and one with asthma. (the asthma has recently been out-grown. Praise the Lord!) The two kids without vaccines are perfectly well.

Did you notice, that my son is allergic to the protein of cows (milk and beef) and of eggs. And those are the exact two ingredients in all the shots he had. Now, let's think about this. You don't give a one month, two month or four month old baby cow's milk. And you certainly don't give them beef. Why??? Their little bodies can't handle it. That's why. Then why is it injected into them???

I am pretty convinced that if I hadn't given my son his vaccines, that he would be a child living a (more) normal life. A life filled with milk, cheese, butter, ice-cream, ballpark hotdogs, scrambled eggs, and cakes.

I pray he out grows this, or is healed from it. But I no longer think he was born with it.
click here to read about human fetus DNA in your vaccines

Dashiell Robert Parr

The new dog. We got a new puppy dog two days ago. Less than 48 hours ago to be exact.
It's going pretty well. Nobody I know is a fan of poop, or poop clean-up. However, I would like to take this moment to say how very very much I hate cleaning up poop that has been smeared into gates and tiles and puppy beds.


AAAGGGGHHH!!!!!

But he is a really cute dog. We call him Dash. I have this thing - ever since I was young, but old enough to name my own pets - I name them Disney names. I love Disney. I'm not a pet person. Perhaps it is a psychological way of making me like the animal more???? Regardless.... they get Disney names. Or today, Disney/Pixar names.

We considered Mater, Beast, Dash and Jack-jack. Alex (our son) wanted to name him Thunder - later we find out it's because the neighbor's dog is named Thunder!! (funny kid....)

Dash won out. But Patrick and I secretly call him Dashiell Robert Parr. Because it is funny to us, and because it's like using a kid's middle name.

Dash has a great temperament so far. He is 6 months old and we have four little, excited kids. The dog is handling us sooooo well!! He is calm, isn't yappy, hasn't snapped at all the little grabby hands, lets my daughter hold him hanging from her hip in a very 6 year old way all day - he will fit in nicely if he keeps up this mellowness. (Mommy just might keep him!! haha)