Saturday, March 5, 2016

Blooming in the Rocks

Something I've been learning lately//
Being anxious to leave and reach your "full potential" in another place is not always what God wants from us. While it's good to be ambitious and have dreams and work towards them, God is asking us to surrender to His dreams for us. I know a lot of you have probably heard the phrase "Grow where you're planted" at least once in your life and lately that's al I've been hearing from people. And I have never taken that easily, as I'm 17, financially not equipped (and thank God for parents because I don't want to pay my own bills yet), I've never been content with the place I'm in.
When I was younger, our children's pastors would always talk about missionaries and some of the girls (yes most of the alpha females) knew as young girls which countries God wanted them to go to and minister in. Little Alysse wanted that too but God didn't call me to any specific place. So I decided to take it upon myself to determine where I would go..
And basically I was "called" to Africa with Chloe first.. And then I was "called" to Europe with Mindie.. And then I was "called" to India with Michelle.
I couldn't ever settle for one place.
Now as I'm almost an adult, I understand why I couldn't ever make up my mind or hear from God. It's because he wanted me to learn something first:
1) I am called to be a missionary every place my feet touch.
           - Not just the cliche "Your campus is your mission field." But beyond that, I am called to minister to the people around me every place I am.
To "grow where I've been planted" is not a phrase I reject anymore because I understand it. By rejecting it before, I was limiting the power of God working through me. I begged for spiritual gifts (speaking in tongues, healing, prophecy, etc.) but yet denied God the access to use those gifts where HE wanted. I stunted my spiritual growth because I did not want to stay in Ellendale. I did not want to "waste my time" in a place I didn't even like.
Now, I know God has called me to the nations now, I've heard that very clearly in recent days, but I also know that God has given me tools and gifts to use in this small town and until he says it's time to leave, I cannot deny these people the power and love of God because of selfish desires.
So If you're ever bitter with God for feeling stuck in a rut or bored with life, turn around, smack yourself in the brain, and surrender your plans to God.

If you are bored with where you are, it's because you aren't giving the Holy Spirit enough access in your life.

God is not a boring God, and we were not meant for routines and complacency.
We were not made for mediocrity.
We were not made for apathy.
Get out of your spiritual through surrendering.


Thursday, March 3, 2016

The Right to Life


                 The Right to Life
    In her article, The Rise of DIY Abortions, Ada Calhoun, of The New Republic, discusses personal abortion stories, different methods of abortion, and the increase in ‘at home abortions’. Calhoun begins by talking about Jennie Linn McCormack’s story of her at home abortion. McCormack had three kids, and she became pregnant yet again. McCormack did not have the money or resources to acquire a medical abortion, so she ordered abortion pills online and she terminated the pregnancy at home. However, she had thought she was only fourteen weeks pregnant; once she delivered the dead fetus, she realized she had underestimated how far along she was. She turned out to be between nineteen and twenty-three weeks pregnant. McCormack was charged by Bannock County Prosecutors’ under an Idaho law that makes it illegal for a women to have an abortion in a way not sanctioned by the state. 
The article goes on to talk about how before Roe v. Wade legalized abortion, women had found several different techniques to end their unwanted pregnancies. They used things such as: coat hangers, and laundry detergent. Once abortion was legalized the focus shifted; however, there were still many activists who believed that “do-it-yourself” abortions were necessary for poor women. As of now, women are using drugs like, Cytotec and Mifeprex, which have been approved by the Food and Drug Administration. These drugs are readily available online for only forty-five to seventy-five dollars, compared with a three hundred to eight hundred dollar legal medicated abortion. In the past years, more and more women have been performing at home abortions; meanwhile, the law has been moving to restrict access, online and off, to abortion pills.
    According to LifeNews.com, “Since that time, [Roe v. Wade] there have been approximately 57,762,169 abortions that have destroyed the lives of unborn children.”. That is an exorbitant amount of lives that have been taken, and viewed as nothing more than a clump of  cells. The Bible says, “For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb.” (New International Version Fire Bible, Ps. 139.13). Meaning that God, from the moment someone was conceived in their mother’s womb, has been working in them. He created everyone unique, special, and with certain rights endowed to everyone. This verse does not say, ‘You knit me together once I was born’. What this verse implies is that from the moment someone was conceived, not the moment one was born, one has a right to live. If everyone has a right to live from conception, why would it be allowed to unfairly slaughter thousands of innocent unborn babies? That is what pro-choice activists are supporting. They believe women should have the right to terminate their pregnancies whenever and wherever they want. As a result, over fifty million lives have been taken through clinical, medicated abortion. This number does not even include abortions that women perform on themselves, “DIY” abortions.
 In recent years, however, “do-it-yourself” abortions have been making a big appearance. What that means is women across America have been using different methods to end their own pregnancies at home. While legal abortions are a major issue by themselves, “DIY” abortions are becoming a bigger issue. At home abortions are a problem because they are unsafe, dangerous, and a form of unregulated murder.

Self-induced abortion is unsafe because women cannot accurately determine how far along they are in their pregnancy. Not knowing how far along one is could cause unhealthy and dangerous complications the mother. Similar to Jennie Lynn McCormack’s story in The Rise of DIY Abortions, consider this: a woman, say her name is Susan, realizes she is pregnant, but does not want to keep the baby. Susan wants to have an abortion but cannot afford to pay for it. She does not know what to do so she looks up on the internet how to terminate a pregnancy at home. Online, Susan comes across an advertisement for “abortion pills”; she purchases the pills, thinking she is only fifteen weeks along. Taking the pills, she does end up terminating her pregnancy, but it does not go as she planned. She has to deliver a dead fetus, and she is shocked to see how big it is. She becomes frightened and calls the ambulance. They inspect the fetus and determine that Susan was actually about twenty-three weeks, around five months, pregnant, (Calhoun). The point of this story it to emphasize that women cannot be encouraged to perform their own abortions. Women cannot accurately determine the length of pregnancies; therefore, increasing the chances of  the mother being injured. At home abortions are high-risk for both mother and child. Without proper knowledge of  what is going on in one’s pregnancy there could be unnecessary pain caused to the mother and her unborn child. “The new measures instead seek to prevent an abortion after the point at which a fetus is able to feel pain- according to the bills’ authors, at about 20 weeks.” (Calhoun).  Unborn fetuses are able to feel pain much sooner than many people believe. If women are allowed to decide when they terminate their pregnancies without any sort of regulation, then not only is it allowing the murder of innocent children, it is also enabling the potential to inflict unnecessary pain on a completely vulnerable victim.
    At home abortions are dangerous because these women are not medical professionals; and thus, they do not know what they are doing. There are many hazardous techniques women have used that did not terminate their pregnancies and only caused them further damage. “They [women] put dangerous drugs like the tissue-destroying potassium permanganate into their vaginas, which typically failed to terminate pregnancy but sometimes caused hemorrhage.” (Calhoun). In a desperate attempt to end their unborn child’s life, women are in turn causing themselves more pain and harm, without the expected and wanted result. Women are putting themselves through excruciating pain, not having the proper knowledge of what they are doing when they use chemicals, and harmful drugs to try and end their pregnancy.  
    Humanity cannot be given the right to decide if another human being lives or not, as every life has value and is worth protecting. The selling and distribution of  “abortion pills” needs to be stopped altogether, because it allows women to terminate their pregnancies with no laws or regulations.  “A number of pro-choice groups argue that access to the drugs [Mifeprex and Cytotec] should be vastly expanded, perhaps available by prescription from general practitioners.” (Calhoun). Pro-choice activists are fighting for women to have unlimited access to pregnancy ending drugs. They believe that there should be “abortion pills” readily available on all fronts. Whether it be online, over the counter, or prescribed from the doctor, they think it is every woman's right to have have access to these drugs and the option to end her child’s life. As Rebecca J. Rosen writes in her article, Consider the Coat Hanger, “Making something illegal doesn’t make it disappear.” Simply put, telling someone they cannot do something, will not stop them from doing it. While it is true that the discontinuation of the legalization of abortion pills will not end all at home abortions, it will help to control how many women take the plunge and how many innocent babies are killed. Unfortunately, there is nothing that can be done to end abortion completely; however, there are measures that one can take to slow down the rise of self-induced abortions.
    Society should be made more aware of the increase in at home abortions. Without proper knowledge, nothing will get better. The issues, complications, and dangers of at home abortions outweigh the pros, and women need to be made aware of that. If people are not educated of the dangers of “DIY” abortions, more women and babies will be harmed. At home abortions are a bigger issue than people realize, and it needs to be stopped.

-Meranda


Works Cited
 Calhoun, Ada. "The Rise of DIY             Abortions." Academic Search Premier. N.p., 31 Dec. 2012. Web. 29 Feb. 2016.
 Ertlet, Steven. "57,762,169 Abortions in America Since Roe vs. Wade in 1973."  LifeNews.com. LifeNews, 21 Jan. 2015. Web. 28 Feb. 2016.     
New International Version Fire Bible. Ed. Donald C. Stamps, Carey Huffman, J. Wesley Adams. Life Publishers International, 2007. Print. 28 Feb. 2016.
Rosen, Rebecca J. "Consider the Coat Hanger." The Atlantic. Atlantic Media Company, 23 Aug. 2012. Web. 28 Feb. 2016.



    
    
    



My Testimony

   God has done so many things in my life and I wouldn't be the woman I am today without the struggles I've been through. One huge thing that has changed my perspective on faith is when it was stretched 5 years ago. 5 years ago my dad almost lost his life to jaundice, a major liver disease. His liver was extremely close to shutting down because of his gallstones. This was very scary for a 13 year old to grasp.  My mom almost lost her life a year later to a major breathing problem. The carbon dioxide in her lungs would not leave, therefore oxygen would not come in.
    Worry became a huge part of my life when I realized that neither of my parents were as healthy as they should be. I kept on thinking "what will happen to them, I don't know how I can handle this." But God gave me a verse, Matthew 6:27 "Who of you by worrying can add a single moment to ones life?" This really hit me hard, I realized that worry will do absolutely nothing for there healing. All I can do is trust that God will heal my mom when he feels the time is right. God showed that I need to accept the answer that I am given and have faith that she will be okay in time. My mom is not healthy right now, but I know that God has a plan and I will trust that his will will be done.
    Sometimes it may feel that God has forsaken you when the struggles start to arise. But he loves you and me way too much to forsake us. He mourns when we mourn, he has been in the position that you and I have been in. God will always be there and he will never forsake you in your weaknesses.



                                                                     ~Mindie~

Tuesday, March 1, 2016

Storytime: The Leap Day of a Lifetime

Yesterday was Leap Day, the extra day in February that occurs once every four years. Having an extra day is a valuable commodity, so such a day must be used wisely.
It just so happened that this year's Leap Day fell on the final day of our off-season before track, which began this afternoon. So, of course, my friends (Chase and Sam), my dog (Sprite), and I went on one final freedom run. 

Chase, me and Sprite, and Sam


This run turned out to be one the craziest, most exciting things I've done in a long, long time. We decided to go on an old railroad track trail that starts in our town and eventually ends about 2 miles away, but we kicked it up a notch by exploring the areas next to the trail.
Our adventure started off fairly normal. The terrain was a bit crazy, but fortunately none of us got any pre-season ankle injuries. There was deer and rabbit crap everywhere, signaling that those lovely mammals are closer than one might think. As we proceeded in our off-road adventure, we came upon the first weird thing of the day: a dead deer. It was quite mutilated with its various body parts strewn about, so we guessed that someone may have dumped it there after shooting it and that some other animal had come and picked it apart further. 

Then we continued across a gravel road to the extension of this trail. My dog was being an idiot and started running on the opposite side of the fence, so Sam and Chase held the fence down while I pulled her back over to the correct side. After this, we veered off to the north side of the trail to do some exploring. The trail was on top of a very steep hill, so we were wandering about in the midst of a sort of gully. After scrambling through the brush (that Sprite had no difficulty navigating,) we came upon a frozen pond surrounded with someone’s junk. There was a variety of old glass bottles, car parts, and miscellaneous household objects intertwined with the ice. I walked across the frozen pond to the other side so that I could explore what was over there. That was when I saw a horrific site: a pile of skinned animals.
At first I was scared because I thought they were dogs (the domesticated type), but Chase reassured me that they were only coyotes. I had seen only the ones at the top of the pile, but looking closer, one could see that they were piled up all the way down the hill and partially hidden under the snow. Some had been ripped apart by other wild animals and their limbs lay scattered in the brush. Of course, Sprite thought these creatures were incredibly interesting. She may have loved the smell, but we sure didn't.

Sprite with her fellow dog friends
a lovely coyote



After that, we made our way up the steep hill to what had formerly been the railroad track and continued on the trail. We were required to cross a shallow part of a frozen creek that crossed the path, so I decided to play it safe and cross by climbing on the metal fence line that went through it. After we came back up out of the creek bottom, we again veered to the north of the trail for further exploration. It was there that we came upon a second junk pile. This one surrounded a pit instead of a pond. As we looked closer, we noticed an assortment of strange objects in it like old license plates, beer bottles, a tricycle, refrigerators, more dead deer, and even a complete cow skeleton with its bones still laid out in order.

Next, we ran back to the trail and continued down going east. However, we realized that we had not yet explored the south side of the trail, so we turned around to do that. The south side was steeper and had much thicker brush than the north side. All of the fallen trees and intertwined limbs made it quite difficult to navigate through, but somehow we all made it out with two eyes.
However, when we had gone a ways, we realized that in order to cross back over to the trail, we had to cross a large, frozen slough. My dog made it across fine ahead of us with ease, so we made our way through the cattails to the center of the slough where a metal fence ran through the ice. Chase led the way, I followed him, and Sam followed me as we held to the fence and began to carefully cross. I turned around and joked that Sam would probably be the one to fall through after Chase and I had weakened the ice.
When we had made it out to the middle of the slough, I was confident that we were perfectly safe and that the ice was perfectly strong. I let go of the fence and began to skate around a bit. It was then that I heard Chase mumble an “interesting” phrase and I knew that we were done for.
The ice began to crack and I fell in up to my thighs before making my way back to the fence. My (too stupid for her own good) dog came back over to try and “rescue” me, but she was really the only one in danger of drowning. Chase and I climbed on the fence and slowly made our way up to the shore. Somehow, Sam escaped the ice cracking, grabbed on to the fence, went back to the shore we’d come from, and took the long way around back to the trail. Smart thinking, Sam. 

When we made it back up to the top of the trail, Chase and I examined our legs and saw that they were very banged up from being smashed through the ice. My knee had already developed a horrific bruise, and my shin was displaying a nice goose egg. Of course, we felt our injuries were worth it for the thrilling time we had just had. After wringing out my socks, we continued on our way.


a super attractive shot of my bruised knee


Of course, we were on the opposite side of the crook bottom and would once again have to pass through frozen water. This time, Sam took his chance and ran across as the ice began to crack. Chase and I opted for the safer option and went across on the fence.
We went home, this time sticking to the trail, laughing all the way as our pants froze into a form of shin guards. It was truly the best run of my life to date, and I would say we ended the winter off-season well. We’re starting to plan an extreme hike in the hills near our town, so there may be even more interesting stories to come. Hopefully track season will be close to as thrilling. 

Monday, February 29, 2016

Michelle Recommends Intro

Hey everyone! 

It's Monday, which I know is everyone's favorite day of the week! (NOT).  Today it is positively bleak outside; cloudy, cold, and windy.  But I am here with good news!  

Over the next few weeks I'm going to be starting a series called Michelle Recommends!  

Basically this series is going to be me talking about products, songs, books, or anything that I think is amazing and that you might choose to try. :) 

I have tons of ideas for this series but none are quite ready to write about yet, so that's why I'm using today's blog as a shameless plug.  So sorry about that...but I hope you're looking forward to the next few weeks!  If you like (or don't like) anything that I recommend in the future, feel free to talk about it in the comments.  I'd love to know what you guys recommend too! 

See you next week! 

^some added encouragement for your Monday <3