Thanks for visiting my blog! I'm Cassie, a teenage girl who has a heart for the Lord. I blog to entertain, encourage, or inform anyone who happens to read the stuff I write. Don't forget to check out my profile and the other links below. And there is a playlist of my favorite songs at the bottom of the page. I like to hear what you guys think about my blog, so PLEASE COMMENT!
I am an... "Investigator"
gatherer of data; compelled to identify reality and bring order; stable, conservative, dependable, reserved, logical, fastidious, systematic, painstaking, thorough, dutiful; fine motor skilled.
I am breakfasty, like a pile of pancakes on a Sunday morning that have just the right amount of syrup, so every bite is sweet perfection and not a soppy mess. I am a glass of orange juice that's cool, refreshing, and not overly pulpy. I am the time of day that's just right for turning the pages of a newspaper, flipping through channels, or clicking around online to get a sense of how the world changed during the night. I don't want to stumble sleepily through life, so I make a real effort to wake your brain up and get it thinking. I feel inspired to accomplish things (whether it's checking something off my to-do list or changing the world), but there's plenty of time for making things happen later in the day. First, pancakes.
I received this in an email today and I encourage you to read it through.~Cassie
The following was written by Ben Stein and recited by him on CBS Sunday Morning Commentary.
My confession:
I am a Jew, and every single one of my ancestors was Jewish. And it does not bother me even a little bit when people call those beautiful lit up, bejeweled trees, Christmas trees. I don't feel threatened. I don't feel discriminated against. That's what they are, Christmas trees.
It doesn't bother me a bit when people say, 'Merry Christmas' to me. I don't think they are slighting me or getting ready to put me in a ghetto. In fact, I kind of like it. It shows that we are all brothers and sisters celebrating this happy time of year. It doesn't bother me at all that there is a manger scene on display at a key intersection near my beach house in Malibu . If people want a crèche, it's just as fine with me as is the Menorah a few hundred yards away.
I don't like getting pushed around for being a Jew, and I don't think Christians like getting pushed around for being Christians. I think people who believe in God are sick and tired of getting pushed around, period.. I have no idea where the concept came from, that America is an explicitly atheist country. I can't find it in the Constitution and I don't like it being shoved down my throat.
Or maybe I can put it another way: where did the idea come from that we should worship celebrities and we aren't allowed to worship God as we understand Him? I guess that's a sign that I'm getting old, too. But there are a lot of us who are wondering where these celebrities came from and where the America we knew went to.
In light of the many jokes we send to one another for a laugh, this is a little different: This is not intended to be a joke; it's not funny, it's intended to get you thinking.
Billy Graham 's daughter was interviewed on the Early Show and Jane Clayson asked her 'How could God let something like this happen?' (regarding Hurricane Katrina ).. Anne Graham gave an extremely profound and insightful response. She said, 'I believe God is deeply saddened by this, just as we are, but for years we've been telling God to get out of our schools, to get out of our government and to get out of our lives. And being the gentleman He is, I believe He has calmly backed out. How can we expect God to give us His blessing and His protection if we demand He leave us alone?'
In light of recent events... terrorists attack, school shootings, etc. I think it started when Madeleine Murray O'Hare (she was murdered, her body found a few years ago) complained she didn't want prayer in our schools, and we said OK. Then someone said you better not read the Bible in school. The Bible says thou shalt not kill; thou shalt not steal, and love your neighbor as yourself. And we said OK.
Then Dr. Benjamin Spock said we shouldn't spank our children when they misbehave, because their little personalities would be warped and we might damage their self-esteem ( Dr. Spock 's son committed suicide). We said an expert should know what he's talking about. And we said okay.
Now we're asking ourselves why our children have no conscience, why they don't know right from wrong, and why it doesn't bother them to kill strangers, their classmates, and themselves.
Probably, if we think about it long and hard enough, we can figure it out. I think it has a great deal to do with 'WE REAP WHAT WE SOW.'
Funny how simple it is for people to trash God and then wonder why the world's going to hell. Funny how we believe what the newspapers say, but question what the Bible says. Funny how you can send 'jokes' through e-mail and they spread like wildfire, but when you start sending messages regarding the Lord, people think twice about sharing. Funny how lewd, crude, vulgar and obscene articles pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion of God is suppressed in the school and workplace.
Are you laughing yet?
Funny how when you forward this message, you will not send it to many on your address list because you're not sure what they believe, or what they will think of you for sending it.
Funny how we can be more worried about what other people think of us than what God thinks of us.
Pass it on if you think it has merit.
If not, then just discard it.... no one will know you did. But, if you discard this thought process, don't sit back and complain about what bad shape the world is in.
The Bad News: today starts yet another week of school.
The Good News: only two weeks until the quarter's over!
The Bad News: that means finals are coming up. More studying to do!!
The Good News: after that it's Christmas!
The Bad News: Jill's pumpkin rotted. =(
The Good News: my dad put up the Christmas lights!
The Bad News: it won't stop raining
The Good News: maybe the rain will turn into snow!
The Bad News: Paige crushed her finger in a door
The Good News: it's not broken
The Bad News: I can't find my camera
The Good News: my mom gave me her mp3 player! (I must be a technologically deprived homeschooler or something)
The Bad News: four of our fish died
The Good News: there's still one left
The Bad News: our chickens stopped laying eggs
The Good News: they have a brand new chicken yard
The Bad News: a giant meteor will plummet from the sky within the next month and head right for your house.
The Good News: I'm going to stop with the Bad News, Good News now!
I know it may seem weird, but I'm all ready really excited for Christmas! I think I'll start listening to my Christmas music... have you ever wondered why you can't listen to these great songs except for once a year? I might as well start enjoying them now! Here's a really neat one that was sent to me...
Today I was listening to Christmas music on the radio and it really made me look forward to Christmas. Why are they playing Christmas music so early, you ask? There is this particular station that is playing it for only one day today as their "Santa costume". "Turning something naughty into something nice". Kinda weird, but I still like the songs!! It got me thinking about getting presents for my family members. hmmmm....
Yesterday was our family Oktober Fest at Oma and Opa's house. As always, there was yummy sausage, saurekraut, and applesauce to eat. I also helped make the pretzels. After dinner we played autumn Bingo, Chinese Checkers, and this new "Would you rather...?" game. Just the cards by themselves are fun. They give you two choices and you have to pick which you would rather have/do. Some of them are really weird like, "Would you rather have your thumbs twice as long as it is now or have your second toes be twice as long?". After you pick you give your reason why. It's pretty hilarious. Right before we all left, Opa tried to teach us to sing the Schnitzelbank song, but didn't work too well. I did learn how to say "manure pile" in German, though. =D (Haufen Mist).
This is what it should have sounded like:
But instead it was more like this: (don't watch it all the way if you don't want to)
note- neither of these are my videos. I just pulled them off of youtube.
Tonight we're going to a Harvest Festival at Manchester Community Church with the Blossey's. It's just going to be a little carnival thing where people set up booths for little kids to win candy. I'm going to run a quiz booth with my mom using brainquest cards. It shouldn't be too hard. I just can't decide if I should dress up or not. I have this great medieval costume left from a unit celebration last year, but since no one else in my family is going to wear anything special I probably won't wear it. =(
I really wish we could be doing our annual treasure hunt at home, but we're doing this instead. The reason we never go trick-or-treating is because Halloween has really strong connections to pagan ceremonies. Halloween was the day the Celts believed spirits roamed the earth, causing trouble and damaging crops. To appease them and get prophecies about the future, the druid built bonfires and made sacrifices to the Celtic gods. And yes, I know that Halloween isn't like that anymore, it's just a cute holiday where kids get to dress up and eat candy and people get to decorate their yards with skeletons and spiders and witches, that's all. It's just a harmless holiday. (Not). I just think it's really creepy how death is celebrated so widely in America today. Well, now you know why we don't go trick-or-treating.
Okay, I got kind of carried away there and it's almost time to leave! Talk later-
