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Sunday, April 26, 2015

Cows, Horses, and Half Naked Girls

I recently heard a story about a horse.
BONUS it's even a TRUE story.

There was  horse, a jumper, beloved by it's owner.  She was devastated when the horse came up lame, dismissed by the elite jumping community.  This woman loved her horse, they'd been a team for years and so she sought out the best in the field to help her, a skilled farrier who had faith in this team.  He worked with the horse and rider.  The team soon returned to competition and eventually the rider was offered over 6 million dollars for her "lame" jumper.
The offer was declined and the pair are preparing for Rio 2016
 
 Another less exciting, but just as true story.

My husband gets to herd cattle off the highway on a monthly basis.  Definitely the best use of his time as a Peace Officer.  Cows are always getting out.  It's the second excuse for why we don't have a cow.  The first is cost, the second is, our fencing isn't secure enough.  So we lease our pasture to horses.

Cattle are ALWAYS trying to get out.  It doesn't really matter how much space they have, they press against the fencing, always pushing the boundaries.

Cattle are not easily contained.  Cattle pasture has fence post, 2x4 panel, with a barbed wire at the top and bottom.  They still push against that fence post till it topples and then go wondering aimlessly, inevitably ending up on the nearest highway where they become a half ton liability.

Horses are easily contained.  Horse pasture can be as little as a post and line.  Our neighbor's have race horses.  The top rail of their fence came loose and fell off.  The middle rail was shorter than the horses knee and yet the horse never got out.  It respected that the boundary.  That boundary is where he was placed by his master and where his master returns to provide care, food, and water.

And so it is when teaching our youth the standards God has set in place for their protection.  These boundaries are set, by God, for their own protection and safety.  It being Prom season the passage Genesis 3:21 comes to mind, "The LORD God made garments of skin for Adam and his wife and clothed them."

Clothing was created by God to clothe the naked body, to cover it, to keep it sacred.  God created our body as the temple for our divine Spirit.  The young women, daughter's of a King, God's supreme creation are parading their temples, half naked, in effort to attract the eye of some boy who very likely does not cherish them.  Why do our girls feel the need to degrade themselves in order to attract attention.  Why do our girls not feel precious and cherished enough that their confidence allows them to cover their temple, to keep their body sacred unto themselves until she covenants to cleave unto a son of God who cherishes her as God cherishes her?
    More importantly why are parent's not teaching their daughters to have enough respect for themselves?  These prom photos are posted all over social media with parent's standing next to their half naked daughter, smiling, so happy that they are sending their prized possession off to be valued only for the shortness of her hemline, the deepness of her neck line, the number of cutouts on her back?   These father's need to stand up, be patriarchs, protect their daughter, cherish her, teach her that her value comes from a Divine creation, not from the bling on her chest.


Our daughters need to learn that their very essence is divine.  That they should seek to follow their Master not push the very boundaries He created to keep them safe.  God created women, we are His divine and most valued work.  He also clothed us so that our divinity is not diminished by the natural being.

We need to teach our girls that boundaries are created as a source of safety.  The horse is revered around the world, the cow is only revered in India (where they look half starved).  Please, let us remind our girls that like the majestic horse, there is no need to push the limits created to keep them safe, that respecting them is to respect the innate superiority of our creation. 

Cattle are used primarily as a source of food, when judged they are shaved and posed to flaunt their body so as to receive a good price for their ability to provide a high quality cut of meat.

Horses are prized and valued for their beauty, grace, skill, speed and intelligence.  They play integral roles in history, art, sport, and are idealized as romantic transportation by little girls everywhere.

And so I ask you, 

Is your daughter, sister, niece a creation only to be paraded for her structure, frame, and how she'd taste with a good sauce?  
Or is she a divine creation valued for her innate beauty and goodness?  Prided in her ability to successfully bridge history with her plethora of natural talents?

In sum...
When was the last time you saw a cow in the Olympics?


For your viewing pleasure, a woman who has experienced the success of respecting boundaries.  Laura Sumrall of Texas A&M.

Dear Starburst


When digging through the remains of last night's 'roast anything sweet that you can find in the house over the fire pit'  festivities I found the above, along with a few half eaten Hershey's bar.  No Cherry, no Strawberry, No Dove, and no licorice. In sum I found disappointment.  Nobody likes the Orange, and even fewer like the Lemon, so stick with Strawberry and Cherry, and while your at it bring back the Starburst's Twists, preferably the All Berry variety (they got me through my first pregnancy, my appreciation).

Thanks,
  The Mean Mama

Friday, April 17, 2015

Do you Wanna?

When toddlers are cranky about stopping play to have a stinky changed I often play the "Do you Wanna" game.  It started years ago when our oldest, in tantrum mode, responded with an emphatic NO to every thing we asked.

Do you want to change your diaper?
Do you want to have a snack?
Do you want to watch Monkey George?

After a series of NO's!

My husband asked,
Do you want us to pay for college?
Do you want us to buy you a car when you turn 16?

We've since asked all our children that, and have video evidence, so we are off the hook for that.

Eventually if the question is inviting enough they stop crying, catch their breath and accept. 

It usually involves a shocked, "is that an option?" expression and candy. 
I rarely deliver on the candy, they usually move on to the next topic and by the time the conversation is over they have forgotten. 
Besides, that would be rewarding bad behavior, and we don't want to do that.


Yesterday's session I was getting desperate. I couldn't offer candy because TL knows there is still Easter leftovers stashed in the pantry.  He caught me sneaking it.  He has a memory far too advanced for my good.

I asked,
    Do you wanna go live with the penguins at the zoo?
Gasp, tear wipe, YES!
   But you might get cold.
I wear a jacket.
   But you don't know how to swim.
I swim!
  But not in the deep end....
I big I SWIM!
   How about with the Monkeys?  (just as sissy walks by)
He starts a monkey impression 
                   "He's not  a monkey He's an Ape."

And that folks is how our dorky family rolls.