<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16694735</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:05:56.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'>!  A "Jillian" Things to Say  !</title><subtitle type='html'>I just wanted to thank everyone for such an enjoyable class as it has definately been one of my favorites.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jillian :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14773020865188519014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16694735.post-113450322395033348</id><published>2005-12-13T11:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T16:33:03.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay...one more entry...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/1600/journal.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="200" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/320/journal.0.jpg" width="214" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;This entry is in response to Adam's blog on the e-journaling assignments. I agree and disagree with you Mr. Thane, allow me to explain my ideas here. Okay, so this is the second class that I have taken with MS where e-journaling was a major part of the course grade. My first semester, I HATED the online journal, because I, like a majority of students, am paying for my own education and working my derrier off to get through school...basically I don't have the money to purchase a computer of my very own, so I am left to fight the other 10,000 students for one at the library. This makes completing the assignments mildly difficult at times. However, my appreciation for the online journaling process is much more advanced this semester, as I have found it fun to "dink" around other's online blog sites to see what they are really thinking. Also, I can see how it would benefit MS in accessing his students, as a majority of the class doesn't talk, and he probably has about a zillion students to try and grade. This online journal allows him to see what we are really thinking and to see how we engage our brains with the course work. So I have gained an appreciation for this online journal, as I have some mild "test anxiety" and I do not feel that testing is an adequate form of evaulation, as we have covered SO much in this semester that it is difficult to access the quality of a student's success by rote memorization alone. Testing, in my opinion, is basically scholastic vomit...where we, as students, shove as much information as we can down our throats, and regurgitate it all over our desks for the exam. Online journaling is like lots of mini-papers, where we can really engage the material and become better scholars by thinking critically. So, in conclusion, I respectfully disagree with you Adam, as I enjoy the journals...much more so than the tests... ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16694735-113450322395033348?l=jilliebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/feeds/113450322395033348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16694735&amp;postID=113450322395033348' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113450322395033348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113450322395033348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/2005/12/okayone-more-entry.html' title='Okay...one more entry...'/><author><name>Jillian :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14773020865188519014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16694735.post-113443026838718280</id><published>2005-12-12T15:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T15:31:08.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finale Blog Entry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;To all who I learned with, from, and through...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I thank you for a fabulous class, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;my time here was pure merriment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I met super people, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and learned about the Bible, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;at great thanks to the storytellers hands. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My faith was challenged, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;my mind enlightened, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;with my 'people skills' enhanced. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I found out first hand about the frustrating antics &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;of Bible-thumping maniacs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Those 'know it alls' are less than delightful, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;but the "Claire's" of the world make me laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and I owe my new wealth of knowledge &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;to the "Michael Sexson's" of the world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and their every enlightening, joyful class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I knew nothing about the Classical world, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and I still feel mildly uninformed; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;however, my outlook on such things has become unabashed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and I appreciated them for that which they are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I thank you, great class, for our wonderful times, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and for all I have learned from your minds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Michael Sexson you rock, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and I'll never forget &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Mick's attempt to create sex on a blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Have a fabulous Holiday season...and I hope to see all of you really soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16694735-113443026838718280?l=jilliebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/feeds/113443026838718280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16694735&amp;postID=113443026838718280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113443026838718280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113443026838718280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/2005/12/finale-blog-entry.html' title='Finale Blog Entry'/><author><name>Jillian :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14773020865188519014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16694735.post-113442782982819669</id><published>2005-12-12T13:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T14:51:11.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bible in Narnia...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;One of the purposes of this class was to see how the Biblical and Classical traditions have shaped our understandings as a society. Last night, my boyfriend Joshua and I watched the movie "The Chronicles of Narnia" which was adapted from a book by C.S. Lewis. For anyone who has not yet seen the movie, I highly recommend it...as it was fabulous. However, we both noticed the striking Biblical parallels present in this Disney movie. It almost felt as if we were watching a Bible story from our youth. Here are some of the things we noticed:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/320/Narnia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;1.) First the movie is, in is most simple form, the battle between good and evil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;2.) The Lion, who is the King of Narnia, is ruler over everything and his only foe is the White Witch. Similarly, God rules over the world, and His only adversary is Satan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;3.) Everyone bows before the Lion (as in Isaiah 45:23, Romans 14:11, and Philippians 2:10 which all state, "`As surely as I live,' says the Lord, `every knee will bow to me and every tongue will confess allegiance to God.' ")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;4.) Jesus is described as the "Lion of the tribe of Judah" in Revelation. In the movie, the ruler is a Lion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;5.) The Lion gave his life in place of Edmund when the White Witch demanded a blood sacrifice, just as Jesus gave his life for the sins of man, He died so we can live. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;6.) After the Lion repremanded Edmund for following his own sinful passions, he says to Edmunds family not to speak of the past as it no longer matters. This is like God's forgiveness of our sins and once we've repented, he remembers them no more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;7.) When the White Witch took the Lion's life, she first humiliated him by cutting his hair and then said "You thought you could save the human by sacrificing yourself, but now you will die and they will also." This displays Jesus' ultimate sacrifice of His death and humiliation on the cross for our life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;8.) The Lion rose again and when he did is showed the stone on which he was killed was split in half. In the Bible, after Jesus died it says in Matthew 27:51, "Then, behold, the veil of the temple was torn in two from top to bottom; and the earth quaked, and the rocks were split."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;9.) When the Lion was reviving those killed by the White Witch, he breathed on them and they became alive. In Genesis 2:7 it states, "And the LORD God formed man of the dust of the ground, and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life; and man became a living being."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;10.) In the battle between good and evil towards the end of the movie, the Lion kills the White Witch and exclaims "It is finished." In John 19:30 it states, "He said, “It is finished!” And bowing His head, He gave up His spirit."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;11.) At the end of the movie, the four children were given crowns and thrones, and in the Bible talks about the so&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ns of God ruling with Him for one thousand years, and recieving crowns of glory. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;12.) The children in the movie are called "Sons of Adam and Daughters of Eve," this is a very blatant correlation between the movie and the Bible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;So, basically, my purpose for comparing the movie "The Chronicles of Narnia" to the Bible is to show that our society is still influenced by the Biblical tradition, which is a direct reflection of our class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16694735-113442782982819669?l=jilliebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/feeds/113442782982819669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16694735&amp;postID=113442782982819669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113442782982819669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113442782982819669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/2005/12/bible-in-narnia.html' title='The Bible in Narnia...'/><author><name>Jillian :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14773020865188519014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16694735.post-113442382100536749</id><published>2005-12-12T13:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T13:43:41.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Resturants and Vampires...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;One day after class, Mick, Sunny Rae and I were discussing Mick's interpretations of vampires in the Orestia and somehow we got on the subject of restaurants. Mick made an ever-valid point that anyone who ever has or ever will work in a restaurant can identify with...he said "the restaurant business is full of vampires." Like his interpretation of the Orestia, he recognized that those vicious, selfish, money-hungry, fellow co-workers are really vampires in disguise...I thought it was a rather interesting notion, and was obviously blog-worthy. Thank-you, Mick, you make me laugh! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16694735-113442382100536749?l=jilliebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/feeds/113442382100536749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16694735&amp;postID=113442382100536749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113442382100536749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113442382100536749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/2005/12/resturants-and-vampires.html' title='Resturants and Vampires...'/><author><name>Jillian :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14773020865188519014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16694735.post-113442228288987708</id><published>2005-12-12T13:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T13:18:02.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gas Prices...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/1600/gas_prices.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/320/gas_prices.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I thought this was really funny....hope you enjoy it!!! For anyone who doesn't know what these acronyms stand for...you should! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16694735-113442228288987708?l=jilliebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/feeds/113442228288987708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16694735&amp;postID=113442228288987708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113442228288987708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113442228288987708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/2005/12/gas-prices.html' title='Gas Prices...'/><author><name>Jillian :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14773020865188519014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16694735.post-113442152993952072</id><published>2005-12-12T12:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T13:08:58.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Familiar Proverbs...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/1600/raining-cats-and-dogs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/320/raining-cats-and-dogs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;In class, we discussed some familiar proverbs...here are some that I found:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;*A watched pot never boils. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;*Birds of a feather flock together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;*Birds of a feather flock together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;*A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;*Curiosity killed the cat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;*All's fair in love and war.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;*You can't squeeze blood from a turnip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;*You only miss the water when the well runs dry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;*It's the squeaky wheel that gets the oil. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;*The cat's out of the bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;*An apple a day keeps the doctor away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;*Its raining 'cats and dogs'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Those that I heard growing up are:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;*Those who fail to plan are really planning to fail. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;*If don't stand for something you'll fall for anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;*Its easier for a friend to pull you down, than for you to pull them up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And the most commonly repeated proverb in my family was:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;*Believe only half of what you see and none of what you hear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;These are just a few that I have heard, also my old roomate's brother used to say "A boob in the mouth is worth two in the hand". His modern displacement is disgustingly funny...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16694735-113442152993952072?l=jilliebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/feeds/113442152993952072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16694735&amp;postID=113442152993952072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113442152993952072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113442152993952072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/2005/12/familiar-proverbs.html' title='Familiar Proverbs...'/><author><name>Jillian :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14773020865188519014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16694735.post-113442055191066475</id><published>2005-12-12T12:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T13:06:08.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncommon Parable</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Early one morning 'bout 12 midnight&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/1600/twodeadboys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 164px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 108px" height="164" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/320/twodeadboys.jpg" width="219" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Two dead boys got up to fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Back to back they faced each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Drew their swords &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;And shot each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;A deaf policeman heard the noise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;And went to kill them two dead boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;If you don't believe this story's true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Just ask the blind man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;He saw it too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;This may not look familiar, but it is similar to the way Jesus spoke to His followers, in parables. He would then explain the meanings of these parables to His disciples, so they would be enlightened to His teachings. (I got this little ditty from my boyfriend...he heard it growing up.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16694735-113442055191066475?l=jilliebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/feeds/113442055191066475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16694735&amp;postID=113442055191066475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113442055191066475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113442055191066475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/2005/12/uncommon-parable.html' title='Uncommon Parable'/><author><name>Jillian :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14773020865188519014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16694735.post-113441982777419154</id><published>2005-12-12T12:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T12:37:07.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ordinary People...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The idea of ordinary people doing extraordinary thing in the Bible is very interesting to me. Think of David (King David) who killed a giant and found favor in the eyes of God. Or Jonah who defied God, got swallowed by a whale, and then submitted becoming an extraordinary servant for God. Or Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednedgo who's only crime was their unwaivering faith...these were all ordinary people who God used for extraordinary things. This makes me thankful that I am just an ordinary girl...from Montana...maybe God will use me in an extraordinary way, simply because I am ordinary. :) Oh, I do hope so!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16694735-113441982777419154?l=jilliebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/feeds/113441982777419154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16694735&amp;postID=113441982777419154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113441982777419154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113441982777419154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/2005/12/ordinary-people.html' title='Ordinary People...'/><author><name>Jillian :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14773020865188519014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16694735.post-113441942485237627</id><published>2005-12-12T11:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T12:30:24.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moses' Bush...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/1600/Moses"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="269" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/320/Moses%27bush.0.jpg" width="301" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;In class MS was discussing Moses and the burning bush, and he mentioned that he did not look at the bush because the process of listening was very important to the Hebrews. However, I have a different interpretation of why Moses didn't look into the bush. First of all, he was ashamed because he was refusing the call of God to be a leader for the Israelite people and take them out of Eqypt into the Promised Land. And second, God showed himself to Moses in the form of a burning bush and in Exodus 33: 17-23 it talks about Moses wanting to see the face of God and He replies, “You cannot see My face; for no man shall see Me, and live.” So, I think that not only was listening important as MS suggested, but Moses was ashamed, and he knew that if he looked at the burning bush, which was the Lord, he would die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16694735-113441942485237627?l=jilliebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/feeds/113441942485237627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16694735&amp;postID=113441942485237627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113441942485237627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113441942485237627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/2005/12/moses-bush.html' title='Moses&apos; Bush...'/><author><name>Jillian :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14773020865188519014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16694735.post-113441734797350641</id><published>2005-12-12T11:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T11:59:14.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Axis Mundi and Jack's Stalk...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/1600/towerofbabel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px" height="314" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/320/towerofbabel.jpg" width="255" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;When we were discussing Frye's theory dealing with the "axis mundi" and the metaphors of ascent and descent...I couldn't help but remember the childhood story of 'Jack and the Beanstalk'. The idea of ascending a tall structure in an attempt to become closer to the gods is not only the Biblical story of the "Tower of Babel" but also that of Jack climbing the beanstalk and finding upon his ascent, the very scary giant who could kill him at will...powers similar to those of the gods in Greek mythology.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/1600/JacksStalk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="254" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/320/JacksStalk.jpg" width="146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16694735-113441734797350641?l=jilliebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/feeds/113441734797350641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16694735&amp;postID=113441734797350641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113441734797350641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113441734797350641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/2005/12/axis-mundi-and-jacks-stalk.html' title='The Axis Mundi and Jack&apos;s Stalk...'/><author><name>Jillian :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14773020865188519014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16694735.post-113408200536668079</id><published>2005-12-08T14:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T14:54:29.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Final Paper....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;~I am a little nervous about this paper, as I feel mildly exposed.~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/320/joshua4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;“Faith is more than belief that God exists, or that Jesus is the Messiah. It is belief in Him. To believe in someone is to trust Him, to entrust something of value to Him, and even to entrust ones very self to Him” (D’Ambrosio). Throughout the course of this semester, I was given the opportunity to see the Bible of my childhood as a beautiful work of Literature. I was exposed to stories and parts of stories that were deleted from my Sunday school lessons, for obvious reasons, and gained an appreciative awareness for the necessity of my faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I want to be like the Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego in Daniel. For those unfamiliar with the story, it is one of the most ardent displays of true faith and trust in God in the Hebrew Bible, as three men defy their king and do not bow before the temple gods. They are then sentenced to death via burning as he “ordered the furnace heated seven times more than it was to be heated, and he ordered certain mighty men of his army to bind Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego, and to cast them into the burning fiery furnace. Then these men were bound in their mantles, their tunics, their hats, and their other garments and they were cast into the burning fiery furnace. Because the king's order was strict and the furnace very hot, the flame of the fire slew those men who took up Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego. And these three men, Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego, fell bound into the burning fiery furnace. Then King Nebuchadnezzar was astonished and rose up in haste. He said to his counselors, "Did we not cast three men bound into the fire?" They answered the king, "True, O king." He answered, "But I see four men loose, walking in the midst of the fire, and they are not hurt; and the appearance of the fourth is like a son of the gods” (Three Hebrews).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;This class has given me amazing insight into my faith in God. I was exposed to the ideas and skepticisms of my fellow classmates, and felt compelled to defend that which I believe, similar to Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego. The ‘fiery furnace’ of disbelief, caused by doubt and fear, is as genuine and intimidating as King Nebuchadnezzar. Additionally, the uncertainty of others, the defense of my faith, and the study of the Bible as Literature has helped me to understand the logic behind trusting in an unseen God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Throughout this class, I have learned many literary and personally relevant ideas. I have truly begun to understand my mother’s teachings, discovered that I am really uninformed about many of the Biblical parables and I have gained an appreciation of being versed in the faith-shaping Literature in which I believe. This course has sparked an educational and spiritual flame within me, as I have become very interested in exploring the parables in the Bible as not merely tales, but as faith-building stepping stones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I have learned that I want my faith to be like that of Job (when everything he owned and loved was destroyed), Daniel (when he was in the Lions Den), David (when he faced Goliath), and the Hebrew trio in the fiery furnace, continually trusting in God, even when the “rays of my faith’s sun" fade. I want to let my light for Jesus shine so brightly that everyone who sees me will know that I am a child of the King.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;This class has given me non-church views of the Bible as Literature yet has caused me see its devout spiritual significance. I can see Bible stories displaced into everyday life, and have begun to truly love my childhood Bible stories. In my opinion, this course shows non-believers the true beauty of the Bible, and will possibly ignite the flame of eternal life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;In closing, I want to thank Michael Sexson for conducting a very fun and engaging class that has the possibility of forever changing the lives of his students, by impressing the truth on their hearts and possibly aiding in the addition of their names in the Lamb’s Book of Life. I will forever try to believe as strongly as Shadrach, Meshach, and Abedneg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/1600/littlelight.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/320/littlelight.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;o, and trust the Lord with my life as I want a faith that can move mountains, and a “little light” that perpetually shines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;This little light of mine,&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna let it shine.&lt;br /&gt;This little light of mine,&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna let it shine.&lt;br /&gt;This little light of mine,&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna let it shine&lt;br /&gt;Let it shine,&lt;br /&gt;Let it shine,&lt;br /&gt;Let it shine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16694735-113408200536668079?l=jilliebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/feeds/113408200536668079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16694735&amp;postID=113408200536668079' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113408200536668079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113408200536668079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-final-paper.html' title='My Final Paper....'/><author><name>Jillian :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14773020865188519014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16694735.post-113407978758462929</id><published>2005-12-08T14:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T14:09:47.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hebrew Bible...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;This information is in the front of my New King James Version Bible, and I thought it was kinda interesting. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"The Hebrew Bible has come down to us through the scrupulous care of ancient scribes who copied the original text in successive generations. By the sixth century A.D. the scribes were succeeded by a group known as the Masoretes, who continued to preserve the sacred Scriptures for another five hundred years in a form known as the Masoretic Text. Babylonia, Palestine, and Tiberias were the main centers of Masoretic activity; but by the tenth century A.D. the Masoretes of Tiberias, led by the family of ben Asher, gained the ascendancy..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16694735-113407978758462929?l=jilliebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/feeds/113407978758462929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16694735&amp;postID=113407978758462929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113407978758462929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113407978758462929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/2005/12/hebrew-bible.html' title='The Hebrew Bible...'/><author><name>Jillian :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14773020865188519014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16694735.post-113407448090830995</id><published>2005-12-08T12:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T12:41:20.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rack, Shack, and Benny</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The story of Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego is beautifully displaced in the Veggie Tales movie "Rack, Shack, and Benny". This story of three boys believing so strongly in their God that they are thrown into a furnace by Nebuchadnezzar for refusing to denounce their faith is the springboard for my term paper. I will explain it more fully in class, and post my paper on my blogger a little later...but this story is out of Daniel from the Hebrew Bible...and it rocks!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/320/rackshackbenny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16694735-113407448090830995?l=jilliebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/feeds/113407448090830995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16694735&amp;postID=113407448090830995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113407448090830995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113407448090830995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/2005/12/rack-shack-and-benny.html' title='Rack, Shack, and Benny'/><author><name>Jillian :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14773020865188519014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16694735.post-113397277919365129</id><published>2005-12-07T08:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T12:29:15.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mom's Reply...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999900;"&gt;I got an e-mail from my mother yesterday, and she had just browsed my online jounal...here is her response!!! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999900;"&gt;"Hey! What's this "favorite" thing???????? You are all my favorite!!!! Make that clear....Make that understood....Make it known on your journal-thingy.....YOU ARE ALL MY FAVORITE....Period~ :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999900;"&gt;Mom :)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999900;"&gt;**Hee Hee....she was responding to my "favorite entry" about my sister being like Joseph (the favorite)...gotta love moms, they make me laugh! **&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16694735-113397277919365129?l=jilliebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/feeds/113397277919365129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16694735&amp;postID=113397277919365129' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113397277919365129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113397277919365129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-moms-reply.html' title='My Mom&apos;s Reply...'/><author><name>Jillian :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14773020865188519014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16694735.post-113389921509995382</id><published>2005-12-06T11:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T12:00:15.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something from Nothing???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I posted this already on my Fye'd Lightbulbs entry....but I thought I should post it again...it was a story told by Creation Scientist Kent Hovind...and I think it is great! It shows the absurdity of creation &lt;strong&gt;without&lt;/strong&gt; a divine creator...enjoy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;"Okay, now sit down now, boys and girls - it's story time! Shhhh.... Once upon a time, billions of years ago, there was nothing. Suddenly, magically, the nothing exploded into something. That something is called hydrogen. Can you say "hydrogen?" I knew you could. This hydrogen eventually cooled down enough to condense into solid rock. It was magic rock. Inert and lifeless, but still magical. And then, magically, water formed in the sky above the rock. The waters rained on the rock for, oh, let's say billions of years. Some of the rock broke down into minerals, and these minerals washed into a pool of water.Then one day some of these minerals magically formed into a kind of goo in the pool of water. Can you say "goo?" I knew you could. Well do you know what happened then? &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/1600/Evolving.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/320/Evolving.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's right! The goo magically became ALIVE. So anyway, this bit of magic goo magically found something to eat. Then, magically, it found another bit of magic goo to marry, and they had a whole bunch of magical little goos. Eventually - millions of years later - some of this goo grew up into all the plants and animals in the world around us. If it's alive, it came from that first bit of magic goo! Well, more time went on. Finally some of this goo magically evolved - can you say "evolved?" I knew you could - some of this goo magically evolved upwards and upwards, growing ever more advanced, bigger, stronger, smarter, until it became a kind of magical hairless ape with thumbs.And do you know who those apes are? That's right! They're YOU and ME! We are the magic rock apes! And you know what else? Someday we'll evolve enough that we'll become the God we all know doesn't exist. Now take a nap. " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16694735-113389921509995382?l=jilliebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/feeds/113389921509995382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16694735&amp;postID=113389921509995382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113389921509995382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113389921509995382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/2005/12/something-from-nothing.html' title='Something from Nothing???'/><author><name>Jillian :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14773020865188519014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16694735.post-113389259599213085</id><published>2005-12-06T09:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T10:28:58.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lot, Ruth, and King David...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/1600/chickfile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/200/chickfile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Here is the displacement from group 2....Abdul, Claire, Acadia, Eric, Maggi, and myself....I don't have the King David one....but I'll get it and post it so our displacement will be complete!!! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It was so and it was not so in a land 2500 miles away in the dirty south. Two Yankees got lost deep in the city of New Orleans, looking for the nearest chick-fil-A. They stopped to ask for directions and were warned by a local blues artist, Leon; of the dangers wandering the streets at night for New Orleans was an evil city full of homosexuals and girls gone wild. Leon invited them to stay the night since he had just purchased several extra cots from the neighborhood salvation army. The Yankees accepted and followed Leon to his place in the ghetto but were spotted by 2 cross dressing confederates. An hour after they arrived at Leon shanty (by the bayou) the walls began to shake from the&lt;br /&gt;persistent poundings and shouts from the sexually ambiguous gang that had convened outside. They could hear the voices yelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And they called to Leon ‘where are the men who came to you tonight? Bring the&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/1600/dragqueens.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;m ou&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/1600/transvestites.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/200/transvestites.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;t to us, so that we may know them.’ Leon went out of the door to the men, shut the door after him, and said “I beg you, my brothers, do not act so wickedly. Look, I have two young daughters who have not known a man: Let me bring them out to you, and do to them as you please: only do nothing to these men, for they have come under the shelter of my roof.” (Genesis 19.5-9)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ThisYankees Aren’t welcome here” the gang responded “send them out or we will deal worse with you than with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But then the men inside reached out their hands and brought Leon into the house with them, and shut the door. And they struck the gang with mace and blinded all the men who were at the door of the house, both small and great, so that they could no longer find the door.” (Genesis 19. 10-12)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the yanks said to Leone they read in the National Enquirer that the city would be destroyed by atomic Fireballs from heaven, and that he needed to gather his family and flee. The article, they told him, also placed great emphasis on the risk associated with looking back at the cataclysmic event of biblical proportions. As Leon and his wife and 2 daughters fled the sinful city, his Indian wife “no name” turned remembering her favorite pot was left burning on the stove. As she looked back she was immediately turned into a pot of salty grits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 days later Leon and his two daughters realized no name was no where to be found. They found her tunic next to their momma’s favorite dish. Salty cheese grits. The girls panicked and came up with a plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And the firstb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/1600/lot.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/200/lot.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;orn said to the younger “our father is old and there is not a man on earth to come in to us after the manner of all the world, come, let us make our father drink wine, and we will lie with him that we may preserve the lineage of our father. So they make their father drink wine that night. And the firstborn went in and lay with her fathers, and he did not know when she lay down or when she arose. It happened on the next day that the firstborn said to the younger, “indeed I lay with my father last night; let us make him drink wine tonight also. And the younger arose and lay with him, and he did not know when she lay down or when she arose. Thus both the daughters of Lot were with child by their father. The firstborn bore a son and called his name Moab; he is the father of the Moabites to this day. And the younger, she also bore a son and called his name Ben-Ammi; he is the father of the people Ammon to this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Now Moab took a road trip and settled his tribe in Wisconsin, as cheese was his &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/1600/cheese.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="71" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/200/cheese.0.jpg" width="119" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;favorite food. Among the Moab people, one woman named Nayhomely (Nay – homely) became very famous among the &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/1600/cheese.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tribe as her husband died from their very long trip to the land of cheese and honey’s. After that, she and her two sons continued to live in the land of the Moabs and eventually each found a “honey” to marry. One to a woman named Roma, and the other to a woman named Oprah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all lived together in Wisconsin for ten years. Eventually, both men died, leaving Nayhomely, Roma, and Oprah as widows. Nayhomely then decided to go back to Georgia, as she was a woman who liked to eat and was excited when she heard it was being blessed with lots of food. Nahomely took both Roma and Oprah with her. Halfway through Illinois, she sent both Roma and Oprah away, as she wanted all the food for herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roma and Oprah both said, "We will go with you." And Nayhomely again asked them: "Please go to your own homes, and may God bless you. Do I have more sons that you can marry?" Then she cried out, "Please go and find another house and another husband. I am old, and cannot remarry, but you are young, so go!" With all of Nayhomely’s pleading, Oprah finally listened. She slapped her mother-in-law and left weeping, but Roma still refused to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nayhomely then said to Roma, "Your sister-in-law has gone back to her home. Please leave me as I am selfish and want to die of gluttony." Roma replied, "Please do not ask me to leave! Wherever you go, I will follow, and where you stay, I will stay, and your people will be my people, and your God will be my God." And she added, "Where you die of overindulgence, I will die, and that is where I will be buried. May God let us be together until we both endure death by food."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/1600/RuthNaomi.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="164" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/200/RuthNaomi.0.jpg" width="133" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;yhomely realized that Roma would not change her mind, she accepted, and they both traveled to the hot Georgia peanut fields together. When they arrived, Nayhomely and Roma stayed in the city only a while before they headed back towards Wisconsin. On the way back, they stopped to eat near the home of a man named Billy Joe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy Joe needed some plantation help, so each day, Roma went out to the peanut fields and became a “peanut picker” for Billy Joe’s field. In his kindness, Billy Joe saw Roma shelling peanuts one evening, he told his workers, "When you pick the good nuts, let some of it fall to the ground for the poor to eat." He also asked them, "Who is that honey? What do you think my chances with her are?” The reapers answered, "She is foreign, and she came here with Nayhomely to eat."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day soon after that, he met her in the fields and said to her, "Don't go to another field today, because I want you to till my fields." Roma fainted in aghast, and when she woke she asked, "You don’t even know me, you just want me for my body; you pig!!!" He replied, "No baby, I think you are a honey, but I am only attracted to you because you look like&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/1600/peanuts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="85" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/200/peanuts.jpg" width="103" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; you can pull a plow." She smiled in relief as Billy Joe didn’t only want to know her so she went home with him to drink wine, and eat supper. Thoroughly tipsy, she returned to the peanut fields and began picking as Billy Joe demanded. She returned to Nayhomely and shared the food from Billy Joe’s farm and they both thanked their respective gods for their blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, Billy Joe declared his undying love for Roma, married her, knew her, and conceiv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/1600/DavidGoliath.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/200/DavidGoliath.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ed a son with her. They named the souvenir of their peanut-field love, Owen, who eventually became the father of Jester, who was the father of the future (King David).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16694735-113389259599213085?l=jilliebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/feeds/113389259599213085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16694735&amp;postID=113389259599213085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113389259599213085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113389259599213085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/2005/12/lot-ruth-and-king-david.html' title='Lot, Ruth, and King David...'/><author><name>Jillian :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14773020865188519014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16694735.post-113375755372663401</id><published>2005-12-04T20:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T20:39:14.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/1600/CHRISTMASpicture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/320/CHRISTMASpicture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;In the rush of early morning,&lt;br /&gt;When the red burns through the gray,&lt;br /&gt;And the wintry world lies waiting&lt;br /&gt;For the glory of the day,&lt;br /&gt;Then we hear a fitful rustling&lt;br /&gt;Just without upon the stair,&lt;br /&gt;See two small white phantoms coming,&lt;br /&gt;Catch the gleam of sunny hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are they Christmas fairies stealing&lt;br /&gt;Rows of little socks to fill?&lt;br /&gt;Are they angels floating hither&lt;br /&gt;With their message of good-will?&lt;br /&gt;What sweet spell are these elves weaving,&lt;br /&gt;As like larks they chirp and sing?&lt;br /&gt;Are these palms of peace from heaven&lt;br /&gt;That these lovely spirits bring?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rosy feet upon the threshold,&lt;br /&gt;Eager faces peeping through,&lt;br /&gt;With the first red ray of sunshine,&lt;br /&gt;Chanting cherubs come in view:&lt;br /&gt;Mistletoe and gleaming holly,&lt;br /&gt;Symbols of a blessed day,&lt;br /&gt;In their chubby hands they carry,&lt;br /&gt;Streaming all along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we know them, never weary&lt;br /&gt;Of this innocent surprise;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting, watching, listening always&lt;br /&gt;With full hearts and tender eyes,&lt;br /&gt;While our little household angels,&lt;br /&gt;White and golden in the sun,&lt;br /&gt;Greet us with the sweet old welcome,--&lt;br /&gt;"Merry Christmas, every one!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Louisa May Alcott, 1876&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16694735-113375755372663401?l=jilliebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/feeds/113375755372663401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16694735&amp;postID=113375755372663401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113375755372663401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113375755372663401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas...'/><author><name>Jillian :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14773020865188519014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16694735.post-113329216881098252</id><published>2005-11-29T11:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T11:24:39.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Lawyer, A Bowl, and A Wedding...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;When Lynda Sexson was our guest speaker and we wrote an event, a person, and an object on a notecard and were instructed to pass them systematically around the room, I ended up with a lawer, a bowl, and a wedding. My proverb, though not very good nor profound is this. "Most people would like to donate a bowl of common sense to a lawyer, however; her lover, at their wedding, sees only her wisdom and understanding." So basically, everyone else in the world sees the stupidity of some lawyers, but to ones significant other, faults are unnoticable. Anyways, I thought that it would be fun if everyone shared the proverb with the class...so here is mine, dumb as it is...it is a good thing that I wasn't the one writing the book of Proverbs....eek!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16694735-113329216881098252?l=jilliebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/feeds/113329216881098252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16694735&amp;postID=113329216881098252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113329216881098252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113329216881098252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/2005/11/lawyer-bowl-and-wedding.html' title='A Lawyer, A Bowl, and A Wedding...'/><author><name>Jillian :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14773020865188519014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16694735.post-113329104524793566</id><published>2005-11-29T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T11:04:05.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Hate Cats...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sunny Rae, your Jaws story was really cute, however I really hate cats. The crazy lady who lives above me finds it necessary to have 3 of them. Not only do I detest them, I am extremely alergic to them, so I have to buy special filters for EVERY bloody vent in the house, and a heppa one for the heater so I don't die. However, the story was very funny, and it made me extremely thankful that I am so alergic to the crazy felines. Thanks for the post, it made me chuckle! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I found this on the internet, and laughed so hard that I snorted...enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happens when you have...&lt;br /&gt;1) nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;2) a sharp knife&lt;br /&gt;3) a large lime&lt;br /&gt;4) a patient cat&lt;br /&gt;5) too much tequila&lt;br /&gt;6) and it's football season?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://angrybear.blogspot.com/cat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px" height="191" alt="" src="http://angrybear.blogspot.com/cat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16694735-113329104524793566?l=jilliebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/feeds/113329104524793566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16694735&amp;postID=113329104524793566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113329104524793566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113329104524793566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-hate-cats.html' title='I Hate Cats...'/><author><name>Jillian :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14773020865188519014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16694735.post-113328940879021354</id><published>2005-11-29T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T13:33:51.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Separation Myth...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;In class MS mentioned the phrase "Separation of Church and State" when he was talking about theocracy which is a word used to describe a &lt;a title="Forms of government" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Forms_of_government"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;form of government&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; in which a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Religion" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Religion"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;religion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Faith" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Faith"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; plays a dominant role. This statement made me realize that a lot of people are not informed as to what this phrase really means. There is no law separating the church from the state, but rather one that protects the church &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;from&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;state interference...there is so much misunderstanding about this idea that I found it necessary to post from a website entitled "The Myth of Separation of Church and State". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"Anytime religion is mentioned within the confines of government today people cry, "Separation of Church and State". Many people think this statement appears in the first amendment of the U.S. Constitution and therefore must be strictly enforced. However, the words: "separation", "church", and "state" do not even appear in the first amendment.&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The first amendment reads, "Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof...&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The statement about a wall of separation between church and state was made in a letter on January 1, 1802, by Thomas Jefferson to the Danbury Baptist Association of Connecticut. The congregation heard a widespread rumor that the Congregationalists, another denomination, were to become the national religion. This was very alarming to people who knew about religious persecution in England by the state established church. Jefferson made it clear in his letter to the Danbury Congregation that the separation was to be that government would not establish a national religion or dictate to men how to worship God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Jefferson's letter from which the phrase "separation of church and state" was taken affirmed first amendment rights. Jefferson wrote: I contemplate with solemn reverence that act of the whole American people which declared that their legislature should "make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof," thus building a wall of separation between Church and State. The reason Jefferson choose the expression "separation of church and state" was because he was addressing a Baptist congregation; a denomination of which he was not a member. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Jefferson wanted to remove all fears that the state would make dictates to the church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; He was establishing common ground with the Baptists by borrowing the words of Roger Williams, one of the Baptist's own prominent preachers. Williams had said: When they have opened a gap in the hedge or wall of separation between the garden of the Church and the wilderness of the world, God hath ever broke down the wall itself, removed the candlestick, and made his garden a wilderness, as at this day. And that there fore if He will eer please to restore His garden and paradise again, it must of necessity be walled in peculiarly unto Himself from the world... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The "wall" was understood as one-directional; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;its purpose was to protect the church from the state. The world was not to corrupt the church, yet the church was free to teach the people Biblical values&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The American people knew what would happen if the State established the Church like in England. Even though it was not recent history to them, they knew that England went so far as forbidding worship in private homes and sponsoring all church activities and keeping people under strict dictates. They were forced to go to the state established church and do things that were contrary to their conscience. No other churches were allowed, and mandatory attendance of the established church was compelled under the Conventicle Act of 1665. Failure to comply would result in imprisonment and torture. The people did not want freedom from religion, but freedom of religion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The only real reason to separate the church from the state would be to instill a new morality and establish a new system of beliefs. Our founding fathers were God-fearing men who understood that for a country to stand it must have a solid foundation; the Bible was the source of this foundation. They believed that God's ways were much higher than Man's ways and held firmly that the Bible was the absolute standard of truth and used the Bible as a source to form our government. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;There is no such thing as a pluralistic society. There will always be one dominant view, otherwise it will be in transition from one belief system to another. Therefore, to say Biblical principles should not be allowed in government and school is to either be ignorant of the historic intent of the founding fathers, or blatantly bigoted against Christianity. Each form of government has a guiding principle: monarchy in which the guiding principle is honor; aristocracy in which the guiding principle is moderation; republican democracy in which the guiding principle is virtue; despotism in which the guiding principle is fear. Without people of the United States upholding good moral conduct, society soon degenerates into a corrupt system where people misuse the authority of government to obtain what they want at the expense of others. The U.S. Constitution is the form of our government, but the power is in the virtue of the people. The virtue desired of the people is shown in the Bible. This is why Biblical morality was taught in public schools until the early 1960's. Government officials were required to declare their belief in God even to be allowed to hold a public office until a case in the U.S. Supreme Court called Torcaso v. Watkins (Oct. 1960). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;God was seen as the author of natural law and morality. If one did not believe in God one could not operate from a proper moral base. And by not having a foundation from which to work, one would destroy the community. The two primary places where morality is taught are the family and the church. The church was allowed to influence the government in righteousness an d justice so that virtue would be upheld&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Not allowing the church to influence the state is detrimental to the country and destroys our foundation of righteousness and justice. It is absolutely necessary for the church to influence the state in virtue because without virtue our government will crumble -- the representatives will look after their own good instead of the country's. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Government was never meant to be our master as in a ruthless monarchy or dictatorship. Instead, it was to be our servant. The founding fathers believed that the people have full power to govern themselves and that people chose to give up some of their rights for the general good and the protection of rights. Each person should be self-governed and this is why virtue is so important. Government was meant to serve the people by protecting their liberty and rights, not serve by an enormous amount of social programs. The authors of the Constitution wanted the government to have as little power as possible so that if authority was misused it would not cause as much damage. Yet they wanted government to have enough authority to protect the rights of the people. The worldview at the time of the founding of our government was a view held by the Bible: that Man's heart is corrupt and if the opportunity to advance oneself at the expense of another arose, more often than not, we would choose to do so. They firmly believed this and that's why an enormous effort to set up checks and balances took place. Absolute power corrupts absolutely. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;They wanted to make certain that no man could take away rights given by God&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; They also did not set up the government as a true democracy, because they believed, as mentioned earlier, Man tends towards wickedness. Just because the majority wants something does not mean that it should be granted, because the majority could easily err. Government was not to be run by whatever the majority wanted but instead by principle, specifically the principles of the Bible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Our U.S. Constitution was founded on Biblical principles and it was the intention of the authors for this to be a Christian nation. The Constitution had 55 people work upon it, of which 52 were evangelical Christians.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;We can go back in history and look at what the founding fathers wrote to know where they were getting their ideas. This is exactly what two professors did. Donald Lutz and Charles Hyneman reviewed an estimated 15,000 items with explicit political content printed between 1760 and 1805 and from these items they identified 3,154 references to other sources. The source they most often quoted was the Bible, accounting for 34% of all citations. Sixty percent of all quotes came from men who used the Bible to form their conclusions. That means that 94% of all quotes by the founding fathers were based on the Bible. The founding fathers took ideas from the Bible and incorporated them into our government. If it was their intention to separate the state and church they would never have taken principles from the Bible and put them into our government. An example of an idea taken from the Bible and then incorporated into our government is found in Isaiah 33:22 which says, "For the Lord is our judge, the Lord is our lawgiver, the Lord is our king..." The founding fathers took this scripture and made three major branches in our government: judicial, legislative, and executive. As mentioned earlier, the founding fathers strongly believed that Man was by nature corrupt and therefore it was necessary to separate the powers of the government. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;For instance, the President has the power to execute laws but not make them, and Congress has the power to make laws but not to judge the people. The simple principle of checks and balances came from the Bible to protect people from tyranny. The President of the United States is free to influence Congress, although he can not exercise authority over it because they are separated. Since this is true, why should the church not be allowed to influence the state? People have read too much into the phrase "separation of church and state", which is to be a separation of civil authority from ecclesiastical authority, not moral values. Congress has passed laws that it is illegal to murder and steal, which is the legislation of morality. These standards of morality are found in the Bible. Should we remove them from law because the church should be separated from the state? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Our founding fathers who formed the government also formed the educational system of the day. John Witherspoon did not attend the Constitutional Convention although he was President of New Jersey College in 1768 (known as Princeton since 1896) and a signer of the Declaration of Independence. His influence on the Constitution was far ranging in that he taught nine of fifty-five original delegates. He fought firmly for religious freedom and said, "God grant that in America true religion and civil liberty may be inseparable and that unjust attempts to destroy the one may in the issue tend to the support and establishment of both." In October 1961 the Supreme Court of the United States removed prayer from schools in a case called Engel v. Vitale. The case said that because the U.S. Constitution prohibits any law respecting an establishment of religion officials of public schools may not compose public prayer even if the prayer is denominationally neutral, and that pupils may choose to remain silent or be excused while the prayer is being recited. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;For 185 years prayer was allowed in public&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and the Constitutional Convention itself was opened with prayer. If the founding fathers didn't want prayer in government why did they pray publicly in official meetings? It is sometimes said that it is permissible to pray in school as long as it is silent. Although, "In Omaha, Nebraska, 10-year old James Gierke was prohibited from reading his Bible silently during free time... the boy was forbidden by his teacher to open his Bible at school and was told doing so was against the law." The U.S. Supreme Court with no precedent in any court history said prayer will be removed from school. Yet the Supreme Court in January, 1844 in a case named Vidal v. Girard's Executors, a school was to be built in which no ecclesiastic, missionary, or minister of any sect whatsoever was to be allowed to even step on the property of the school. They argued over whether a layman could teach or not, but they agreed that, "...there is an obligation to teach what the Bible alone can teach, viz. a pure system of morality." This has been the precedent throughout 185 years. Although this case is from 1844, it illustrates the point. The prayer in question was not even lengthy or denominationally geared. It was this: "Almighty God, we acknowledge our dependence upon Thee, and we beg Thy blessings upon us, our parents, our teachers and our Country." What price have we paid by removing this simple acknowledgment of God's protecting hand in our lives? Birth rates for unwed girls from 15-19; sexually transmitted diseases among 10-14 year olds; pre-marital sex increased; violent crime; adolescent homicide have all gone up considerably from 1961 to the 1990's -- even after taking into account population growth. The Bible, before 1961, was used extensively in curriculum. After the Bible was removed, scholastic aptitude test scores dropped considerably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;There is no such thing as a pluralistic society; there will always be one dominant view. Someone's morality is going to be taught -- but whose? Secular Humanism is a religion that teaches that through Man's ability we will reach universal peace and unity and make heaven on earth. They promote a way of life that systematically excludes God and all religion in the traditional sense. That Man is the highest point to which nature has evolved, and he can rely on only himself and that the universe was not created, but instead is self-existing. They believe that Man has the potential to be good in and of himself. All of this of course is in direct conflict with not only the teachings of the Bible but even the lessons of history. In June 1961 in a case called Torcaso v. Watkins, the U.S. Supreme Court stated, "Among religions in this country which do not teach what would generally be considered a belief in the existence of God are Buddhism, Taoism, Ethical Culture, Secular Humanism and others." The Supreme Court declared Secular Humanism to be a religion. The American Humanist Association certifies counselors who enjoy the same legal status as ordained ministers. Since the Supreme Court has said that Secular Humanism is a religion, why is it being allowed to be taught in schools? The removal of public prayer of those who wish to participate is, in effect, establishing the religion of Humanism over Christianity. This is exactly what our founding fathers tried to stop from happening with the first amendment." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noapathy.org/tracts/mythofseparation.html"&gt;http://www.noapathy.org/tracts/mythofseparation.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16694735-113328940879021354?l=jilliebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/feeds/113328940879021354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16694735&amp;postID=113328940879021354' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113328940879021354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113328940879021354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/2005/11/separation-myth.html' title='The Separation Myth...'/><author><name>Jillian :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14773020865188519014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16694735.post-113324589843625865</id><published>2005-11-28T22:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T22:33:24.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Truth About Job's Strength</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/1600/Job.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 182px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="218" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/200/Job.jpg" width="229" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“May you have the wisdom of Solomon, the patience of Job and the children of Israel”. This “house-hold” phrase depicts not only the standards of wisdom and fertility but also the perception of many as to the idealistic view of supreme tolerance. The tremendous endurance of Job’s spirit is often distorted and unappreciated. Many believe that Job is self-righteous and unwilling to endure the trials that God determines necessary for His servant. This credence results in a misunderstanding of Job’s willingness to undergo that which God intends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Job, like most people of faith, has an understanding that God allocates the occurrence of certain things. The trials that are brought before us are not only God’s way of testing our trust in Him; they also deliberately produce spiritual and moral growth. Though Job questions God and curses the day of his birth, he ultimately understands that there is a reason for his suffering. He knows that God had a plan for his suffering. Though he does not fully understand the purpose of his trials and he feels that his suffering is unjust, he knows in his heart that his God is one of compassion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If Job is not holy and righteous nor aware of God’s innate ability to test him, God would not state to Satan, "Have you considered my servant Job, that there is none like him on the earth, a blameless and upright man, who fears God and turns away from evil”? (Job 1:8). God recognizes that Job is an incredible man who trusts Him. He knows that Job comprehends the sovereignty of their relationship and is willing, though resentfully at times, to submit to His will in all aspects of his existence. This not only demonstrates his confidence in his Master, but also illustrates an understanding of God’s incredible power over the happenings in his life. Job fears God, not in a sense of being terrified of Him, but rather he has an awareness of the incredible nature and power of God. Though some view Job’s questioning of God as disrespect and mistrust, God’s opinion of Job displays a significantly different outlook.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16694735-113324589843625865?l=jilliebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/feeds/113324589843625865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16694735&amp;postID=113324589843625865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113324589843625865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113324589843625865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/2005/11/truth-about-jobs-strength.html' title='The Truth About Job&apos;s Strength'/><author><name>Jillian :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14773020865188519014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16694735.post-113324528871184163</id><published>2005-11-28T22:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T22:22:19.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Test Down....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/1600/sexson.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/200/sexson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Well, if nothing else we are one test closer to this semesters finale...Nice work for those of us that took the exam...I'm sure you did great!!! Good luck to all the groups that will be presenting...I guess that would be everyone, huh? Anywho...nice work fellow examers...good night! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16694735-113324528871184163?l=jilliebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/feeds/113324528871184163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16694735&amp;postID=113324528871184163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113324528871184163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113324528871184163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/2005/11/another-test-down.html' title='Another Test Down....'/><author><name>Jillian :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14773020865188519014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16694735.post-113226517464325889</id><published>2005-11-17T13:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T14:08:32.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh...Sunny, Your Raes are Fading...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/1600/sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/200/sunset.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Sunny Rae, you said: "I call myself a Christian, but... I have some tremendous doubts about the person called Christ. I do not beleive in "devine impregnation". I do not believe in Virgin ( as in "no sex") birth. I do beleive that a YOUNG woman got knocked up and gave birth to someone who later walked around gaining somewhat of a cult following. Were there miracles? walk on the water.. cure the blind..? I dunno. I have a difficult time buying it." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is my only answer to your doubt. Like I mentioned in my Yahweh as wind entry, there must be faith in the unseen. I know that there are certain things that are hard for our human minds to comprehend, and I know that faith in the unseen and incomprehendable is difficult. By my faith in God is so strong that I don't doubt those things that are hard for my "must have facts" mind to digest. I am reminded of &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Mark 10:27 “With men it is impossible, but not with God; for with God &lt;strong&gt;ALL &lt;/strong&gt;things are possible.” &lt;/span&gt;In my opinion, &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;ALL&lt;/span&gt; means nothing is left out, not even curing the blind and walking on water...if God can create a beautiful baby out 2 essentially useless cells (egg and sperm) than I have no doubt that blind eyes can be opened and water can be walked upon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16694735-113226517464325889?l=jilliebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/feeds/113226517464325889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16694735&amp;postID=113226517464325889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113226517464325889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113226517464325889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/2005/11/ohsunny-your-raes-are-fading.html' title='Oh...Sunny, Your Raes are Fading...'/><author><name>Jillian :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14773020865188519014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16694735.post-113226429899382044</id><published>2005-11-17T12:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T11:58:34.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frye'd Lightbulbs in my Brain...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Okay, so we are supposed to put up lots of lightbulbs from our reading of Northrop Frye's &lt;em&gt;The Bible as Literature&lt;/em&gt;. So, here goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/1600/lightbulbs.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 38px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 35px" height="55" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/200/lightbulbs.1.jpg" width="54" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;LIGHTBULB 1.) "Ordinary rhetoric does not really proclaim: it gives an emotional tone to arguments and uses poetic figures to color appeals to immediate action, but it seldom comes near the primary conern of "How do I live a more abundant life?" " (116) This idea should be on the agenda of everyone in the entire world. The personal reflection and decisions required for one to live a more abundant life causes revolutionary heart changes. We are only given a sliver of time here on earth thatI feel that it is so important to leave the world a better place, and to be continually striving to have a truly abundant life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/1600/lightbulbs.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 37px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 35px" height="58" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/200/lightbulbs.2.jpg" width="51" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;LIGHTBULB 2.) "There are two traditional words for the distinctively human element in man as a product of nature, the words &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;spirit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;soul&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, which are distinguished in all languages relevant to the Bible. They cannot be said to be consistently distinguished, but soul seems to have a general context of man as creature, as brought into being by a God thought of as external to man...it is something that each person has." (121) This is such an interesting topic because how do you draw a definitive line between spirit and soul? Are they one in the same or is there really apparent differnces that I am unaware of? Do those who commit horrible crimes have pieces missing from their soul? Does each person really have one or both?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/1600/lightbulbs.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 40px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 35px" height="43" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/200/lightbulbs.3.jpg" width="50" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;LIGHTBULB 3.) "The word &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; means perhaps too many things in English and for many has an over-sentimental sound, but it seems impossible to dissociate the conceptions of spiritual personality and love. The capacity to merge with another person's being without violating it seems to be at the center of love..." (126) How often does one hear 15 year old dating couples say "I love you" to each other? This word seems to be the center of every angry-girl pop song, and is thrown around without much care or concern. To truly love someone is beautiful and should be cherished. However, in my opinion, our society has lost the true meaning of love causing its intimate value to be diminished. I am a firm believer in not saying "I love you" to someone until you &lt;strong&gt;truly&lt;/strong&gt; mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/1600/lightbulbs.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 37px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 35px" height="41" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/200/lightbulbs.4.jpg" width="45" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;LIGHTBULB 4.) "The Bible is framed within a gigantic metaphor of a court trial, ending in a last judgement, with an accuser and defender. In the book of Job, the accuser is Satan and a defender is postulated by Job. The accuser stands particularly fo rthe past and for what one has done." (130) I don't see where Frye get the "court trial" metaphor, however I do know that anyone with a conscience has felt like the 'defender' before. No matter how insignificant of extravagent my sin I feel guilt and shame from 'Satan' (according to Frye). However, I don't know that I would allow Satan to attain so much credit for my shame. In my opinion, I feel bad when I do something wrong because I know that should be better because Christ lives in me. My life should be an example of Jesus' love, and I feel shame when I fail because I know I could have done better. Satan has no such power over me as an accuser, but he most certainly tries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/1600/lightbulbs.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="37" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/200/lightbulbs.5.jpg" width="37" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;LIGHTBULB 5.) "The Song of Songs tells us that love is as strong as death, but immediately adds that jealousy is as cruel as the grave, and sexual relations in themselves appear to be inseparable..." (222) The idea of love being as strong as death and jealousy as cruel as the grave is such an interesting concept to me. I am reminded of my mother always telling us children that she loves us so much that she would die to save our lives. That is a lot of love. It also reminds me of how Jesus gave His life for the sins of the world. There is such power in love, which is why (as I stated previously) it should not be taken ~ or given~ lightly. I am not a jealous person, but I could imagine that a jealous heart would be so tormented that death would be better than life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/1600/lightbulbs.7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 35px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 37px" height="44" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/200/lightbulbs.7.jpg" width="44" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;LIGHTBULB 6.) "The image of the furnace may be used for either the negative or positive aspects of the lower world. The negative or demonic world is the traditional hell which is a furnace of heat without light. The positive one is purgatorial, a crucible from which the redeemed emerge purified like a metal in a smelting operation. Thus the Egypt from which Israel has been delivered is spoken of several times as a "furnace of iron," and the purity of the spiritual body is sometimes symbolized by metal (Revelation 1:15)" (298). Okay, the Bible that I read says that "the lower world" (ie: hell) is not a smelting operation where one emerges purified but rather that of eternal torment and separation from God. Revelation 20:13-15 (New King James Version) says, "The sea gave up the dead who were in it, and Death and Hades delivered up the dead who were in them. And they were judged, each one according to his works. Then Death and Hades were cast into the lake of fire. This is the second death. And anyone not found written in the Book of Life was cast into the lake of fire." The idea of being thrown into a Lake of Fire, does not sound fun, nor like a "smelting place" where one would emerge refined. But rather, it sounds like a place of eternal suffering for those who do not accept Jesus as their Savior. With the concept of hellish time discussed in class previously, I could not imagine spending literal ETERNITY in fire. But thankfully, we are all saved from the firery furnaces of hell if we accept His free gift of salvation. What an amazing gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/1600/lightbulbs.7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="31" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/200/lightbulbs.7.jpg" width="29" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;LIGHTBULB 7.) "What did God make the world from, or out of? The orthodox answer is "out of nothing", with its corollary that nothing is co-eternal with God...The exnihilo doctrine is even more puzzling when we realize the extent to which the conception of creation is a metaphor drawn from a human process, as clearly human beings cannot create out of nothing." Of course our "need proof" minds have a difficult time understanding that we were created out of the dust of the Earth, by a God that no one can see with their eyes. However, the alternative is much more difficult to comprehend. With the creation by God story, humans were divinely created in the image of a perfect creator. Here is an excerpt from Kent Hovind ~ creation scientist ~ telling the story of a creation not by a divine creator.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"Okay, now sit down now, boys and girls - it's story time! Shhhh.... Once upon a time, billions of years ago, there was nothing. Suddenly, magically, the nothing exploded into something. That something is called hydrogen. Can you say "hydrogen?" I knew you could. This hydrogen eventually cooled down enough to condense into solid rock. It was magic rock. Inert and lifeless, but still magical. And then, magically, water formed in the sky above the rock. The waters rained on the rock for, oh, let's say billions of years. Some of the rock broke down into minerals, and these minerals washed into a pool of water.&lt;br /&gt;Then one day some of these minerals magically formed into a kind of goo in the pool of water. Can you say "goo?" I knew you could. Well do you know what happened then? That's right! The goo magically became ALIVE. So anyway, this bit of magic goo magically found something to eat. Then, magically, it found another bit of magic goo to marry, and they had a whole bunch of magical little goos. Eventually - millions of years later - some of this goo grew up into all the plants and animals in the world around us. If it's alive, it came from that first bit of magic goo! Well, more time went on. Finally some of this goo magically evolved - can you say "evolved?" I knew you could - some of this goo magically evolved upwards and upwards, growing ever more advanced, bigger, stronger, smarter, until it became a kind of magical hairless ape with thumbs.&lt;br /&gt;And do you know who those apes are? That's right! They're YOU and ME! We are the magic rock apes! And you know what else? Someday we'll evolve enough that we'll become the God we all know doesn't exist. Now take a nap. " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Now, to me, creation by God, is much easier to digest and believe than something coming from nothing...billions and billions of years ago! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/1600/lightbulbs.13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="33" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/320/lightbulbs.4.jpg" width="36" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brain is mildly "frye'd", I am done playing the lighbulb game.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16694735-113226429899382044?l=jilliebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/feeds/113226429899382044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16694735&amp;postID=113226429899382044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113226429899382044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113226429899382044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/2005/11/fryed-lightbulbs-in-my-brain.html' title='Frye&apos;d Lightbulbs in my Brain...'/><author><name>Jillian :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14773020865188519014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16694735.post-113165756311390039</id><published>2005-11-10T12:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T13:19:23.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bed Trick...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/1600/bed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/320/bed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;The term "The Bed Trick" refers to someone, a man usually, sleeping with a particular woman and waking up the next morning to discover that she is not the woman he thought she was. This is an interesting idea that we see in the Bible, Shakespeare, and just about every soap opera on television. I am wondering why the man doesn't realize that the woman he is sleeping not who he thinks it is. Is it so dark in the bedroom that he just doesn't notice or is it a clever trick to cover up his desire to wander sexually? I honestly don't buy any mans plea for innocence in a case such as this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the Bible&lt;/strong&gt;: Jacob was tricked by his father-in-law on his wedding night. Thinking he had married Rachel, he awoke to find that her elder sister, Leah, had been substituted and was now his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In Greek Mythology&lt;/strong&gt;: Zeus took the form of Amphitryon, King of Thebes, and slept with Amphitryon's wife, Alcmene. The child born of this bed trick was Heracles (Hercules).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In Shakespeare:&lt;/strong&gt; It is a device Shakespeare used in both All's Well That Ends Well and Measure For Measure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The perpetually retelling of the "bed trick" story makes me want to be especially cautious on my wedding night to ensure that the man in my room is the one I intended to marry!!! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16694735-113165756311390039?l=jilliebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/feeds/113165756311390039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16694735&amp;postID=113165756311390039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113165756311390039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113165756311390039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/2005/11/bed-trick.html' title='The Bed Trick...'/><author><name>Jillian :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14773020865188519014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16694735.post-113165450094943760</id><published>2005-11-10T11:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T12:54:13.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fall....dun dun dun...**Caution: Nude Picture**</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/1600/thefall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/320/thefall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;The fall of Adam and Eve is seen as one of the major milestones in the history of mankind. If they had not sinned, we might all still be in the Garden of Eden!!! However, in my opinion, God knew that Adam and Eve would be tempted and sin, yet he created them anyways. This is important in understanding how society views Eve as the initiator of the fall. She ~ as a woman ~ became the scapgoat for the all sins of her gender. We blame her for women having pain in childbirth, for rebellion and heartache. In my opinion, Adam is as much to blame as Eve. They were both tempted, Eve by Satan in the form of a Serpent and Adam by Eve. They both made the conscious decision to partake in that which was forbidden, and were BOTH banashed from the Garden. Yet, Eve tends to be the one we blame. As I was discussing the fall with Joshua (my boyfriend) he made a very intelligent point concerning the status of the serpent. I never fully understood how Eve could be persuade by such a hideous creature and Joshua mentioned that it is possible that in the garden it was beautiful, and possible stood upright. This is why when God found out that the serpent had tempted Eve, it was sentenced to "forever eat the dust of the earth" leaving it perpetually slithering on the ground. Also, I find it very interesting that in every artistic depiction I have found of Adam and Eve, they have navels. Aren't belly-buttons the result of a cut umbillical cord...if Adam was created out of the dust of the earth, and Eve from Adam's rib...where did they get belly-buttons from? A poke in the stomach with a big stick like MS suggested? ;) **shrug**&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/1600/JillianandJoshua.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="169" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/320/JillianandJoshua.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Here are some pictures of us as Adam and Eve for Halloween...we won second place in the costume competition. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16694735-113165450094943760?l=jilliebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/feeds/113165450094943760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16694735&amp;postID=113165450094943760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113165450094943760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113165450094943760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/2005/11/falldun-dun-duncaution-nude-picture.html' title='The Fall....dun dun dun...**Caution: Nude Picture**'/><author><name>Jillian :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14773020865188519014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16694735.post-113151926157027663</id><published>2005-11-08T22:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T22:54:56.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell me the story again, Grandma!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Synonymous ~ a derrivitave of the word "synonym" is...&lt;br /&gt;1.) A word having the same or nearly the same meaning as another word or other words in a language or 2.) A word or an expression that serves as a figurative or symbolic substitute for another. Basically, Synonymous means that there are numerous words that have identical meanings. Three Biblical examples of this are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matthew 7:7-8&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask, and it shall be given you;&lt;br /&gt;seek, and ye shall find;&lt;br /&gt;knock, and it shall be opened unto you:&lt;br /&gt;For every one that asketh receiveth;&lt;br /&gt;and he that seeketh findeth;&lt;br /&gt;and to him that knocketh it shall be opened. (KJV) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isaiah 44:22a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I have swept away your offenses like a cloud,&lt;br /&gt;your sins like the morning mist.(NIV) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Psalm 83:1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Oh God, do not keep silent;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;be not quiet, O God, be not still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I think the purpose of this is because #1 repitition is good and #2 Biblical writers knew that sometimes rephrasing is needed in order for some people to understand. It is obviously important for some lines to strengthen, develop, reinforces or repeat the line before it. I know that I like to talk and if I am anything like my grandmother, I will repeat the sames stories over and over and over again...the same is true with synonymous parallelism in the Bible, the repeated points are apparently important and are written to be remembered ~ just like my grandma's stories!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16694735-113151926157027663?l=jilliebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/feeds/113151926157027663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16694735&amp;postID=113151926157027663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113151926157027663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113151926157027663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/2005/11/tell-me-story-again-grandma.html' title='Tell me the story again, Grandma!!!'/><author><name>Jillian :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14773020865188519014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16694735.post-113151826321500560</id><published>2005-11-08T22:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T22:37:43.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>There is ALWAYS a favorite...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/1600/dreamcoat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/320/dreamcoat.jpg" width="168" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;No matter what family you were raised in there was undoubtedly one child who was the "favorite", unless, of course, you are an only and then you don't count because you have no competition for "favorite" status! ;) I am not the favorite, my darling 13 year old sister is. She is the sweetest, cutest, youngest, kindest...and the baby. Though she is spoiled, I still love her and don't plan to sell her into slavery like Jacob's brothers did. They were jealous of his "favorite" status by Israel and they coveted his multi-colored coat, so they sold him after throwing him in a pit, and lied to their father about his non-existant death. Thankfully God favored Jacob and spared him eventually causing his brothers to repent to him begging for forgiveness. If I were to dispose of the "favorite" I most certainly wouldn't throw her into a pit or sell her to Midianite merchants. I would come up with a more creative disposal...like a Chinese torture chamber or something!!! Okay, only joking....I can handle not being the favorite...it is more fun that way! I like having a little fire in me...my parents can dote on her all they want because I taught her everything she knows, anyways! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16694735-113151826321500560?l=jilliebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/feeds/113151826321500560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16694735&amp;postID=113151826321500560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113151826321500560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113151826321500560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/2005/11/there-is-always-favorite.html' title='There is ALWAYS a favorite...'/><author><name>Jillian :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14773020865188519014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16694735.post-113151668824563062</id><published>2005-11-08T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T22:11:28.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yaweh and the Wind...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/1600/wind.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" height="190" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/320/wind.jpg" width="257" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Professors description of Yahweh and the possiblity of the word actually being derrived from wind sounds is intriging to me. My mother, when she was teaching me about my faith in an unseen God, used the wind to describe Him. She would say, "You cannot see the wind but you believe it is there because you see its effects...this is how God is, you cannot see him with your eyes, but you know He is there because you can see His effects." Little did I know, my mother was being very intellegent. This notion of Yahweh and the wind being one in the same is an interesting idea, and it makes my understanding of the wind scrambling my hair much more complex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16694735-113151668824563062?l=jilliebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/feeds/113151668824563062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16694735&amp;postID=113151668824563062' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113151668824563062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113151668824563062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/2005/11/yaweh-and-wind.html' title='Yaweh and the Wind...'/><author><name>Jillian :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14773020865188519014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16694735.post-113073933292844282</id><published>2005-10-30T22:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T22:48:25.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hellish Time...And Mother Dearist.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/1600/lecturing.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" height="214" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/320/lecturing.0.jpg" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oooh...so confusing!!! Time as hell is such an interesting concept, however; I feel that I have experienced it in all its fury though my mother lecturing at me when I was in my rebelious teenage phase. Not only did the time never seem to end, her words became like that of Charlie Brown's teacher sounding more like "wah wah wah...wah wah" with my invariable 'Yes, ma'am'...'No, ma'am' throughout the lecture session. I would catch bits and pieces of what was said in between my minds wanderings...but that is the most universally understood and s&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/1600/charliebrown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" height="179" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/320/charliebrown.jpg" width="143" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ympathized 'time as hell' notion...and it is certainly the segment in my life where I literally thought time would never end...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16694735-113073933292844282?l=jilliebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/feeds/113073933292844282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16694735&amp;postID=113073933292844282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113073933292844282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113073933292844282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/2005/10/hellish-timeand-mother-dearist.html' title='Hellish Time...And Mother Dearist.'/><author><name>Jillian :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14773020865188519014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16694735.post-113000786249996424</id><published>2005-10-22T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T20:39:59.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On naked women...~ Caution ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/1600/bikinimodel.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="194" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/200/bikinimodel.gif" width="127" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;One subject I find so interesting is the depiction of women's bodies throughout history. I thought of it as I was looking at Serena's pictures page on her web-site. Allow me to explain: In society today we are obsessed with being perfect. For women, "perfect" is skinny and beautiful. Don't get me wrong, I'd love to have Amy Smart's body (she is the woman in the picture to your left), but why is that? Is it because I truly think that this type of body is beautiful, or is it because society tells me that this is beautiful, and I have been so brainwashed in my 21 years of existence that I don't know any different? Why is Aphrodite ~the goddess of beauty and sexuality~ perrpetually depicted as full figured? What is beautiful? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Why aren't their full figured women on the cover of magazines? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/1600/aphrodite1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/200/aphrodite1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Has just social perceptions of beauty changed, or have the ideas about femininty and womanhood changed as well? I often wonder why this is. My mother makes a funny joke sometimes. She says, "I'm not overweight, I was just born in the wrong era". SO TRUE!!! The idea of full-figured beauties has changed with the times. The Renaissance Era is no longer, and with that change in time, the perceptions of what is/is not beautiful has changed. I will never understand why a size 10 was okay in the 50's (Marilyn Monroe) but a size 2 is desired now. Was Helen ~The Face that Launched 1000 Ships~ thick or thin? Why does size matter so much? Isn't beautiful just beautiful, without regard to size?**shrug** I'm curious what y'all think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16694735-113000786249996424?l=jilliebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/feeds/113000786249996424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16694735&amp;postID=113000786249996424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113000786249996424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/113000786249996424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/2005/10/on-naked-women-caution.html' title='On naked women...~ Caution ~'/><author><name>Jillian :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14773020865188519014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16694735.post-112983029217853837</id><published>2005-10-20T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T10:47:09.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Sunny Rae's Naming Practices...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Sunny Rae, this blog is for you...but those whose names are not Sunny or Rae are welcome to read it anyways!!! ;) First, you are so funny!!! What a good blog entry about yours and your families names!!! :) I could have guessed that your parents were from the 60's because your name is very earthen....I knew a girl once whose name was Breeze...kinda the same idea...the 60's and 70's were all kinda the same with naming and such!!! Also, I love how your son prays! From what you have written, it appears that you are raising men of God, which is exciting to me. My boyfriend's name is Joshua...and he is truly the most amazing man (aside from my father) that I have ever known. He is the hugger, the giver, the shoulder, and has such a radiant personality...Joshua is a good-strong name, and even though you don't particularly like it, it has great meaning and power. My mother was suppose to name me Aleah, but my grandmother didn't like it, so she chose Jillian instead. As much as I love my name, it gets butchered all the time...my boyfriends father has a particularly hard time with it, as he is from South Georgia. Also, MS calls me Jillie (which I don't mind a bit) and Dr. Amy Thomas has picked up on it and has started calling me Jillie as well!!! My favorite butchering of my name is at work...I get "chilly" a lot...I haven't quite figured out how people hear "chilly" from Jillian...**shrug** In conclusion...if I was you, I'd be kissing my mother's feet for not naming me Sunrise Delight or Moon Star Love.....(eek!!!) However interesting they are as names, I think you would have been severely teased as a child at school with a name like Moon Star Love...if it makes you feel any better, a good friend of mine has a brother that her father was going to name 'Skidmore'...no joke!!! Thankfully her mother talked him into 'Nathan'!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16694735-112983029217853837?l=jilliebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/feeds/112983029217853837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16694735&amp;postID=112983029217853837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/112983029217853837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/112983029217853837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/2005/10/on-sunny-raes-naming-practices.html' title='On Sunny Rae&apos;s Naming Practices...'/><author><name>Jillian :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14773020865188519014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16694735.post-112982885352167207</id><published>2005-10-20T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T10:21:37.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Presentations, Groups and Such...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nice work to all who presented on Wednesday!!! I just wanted to thank everyone for patiently waiting outside while the CAVE group prepared the classroom!!! Groups one and three, you did a great job and were highly entertaining...I know it is difficult to get so many people together and create something that makes everyone happy!!! I am excited to see what will be prepared for our next group projects as it appears that our class is full of energy and good ideas! Good luck to those who have yet to present, I'm sure you'll do great!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16694735-112982885352167207?l=jilliebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/feeds/112982885352167207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16694735&amp;postID=112982885352167207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/112982885352167207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/112982885352167207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/2005/10/on-presentations-groups-and-such.html' title='On Presentations, Groups and Such...'/><author><name>Jillian :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14773020865188519014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16694735.post-112949800658625870</id><published>2005-10-16T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T14:40:36.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Jillian By Any Other Name...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff33;"&gt;What is in a name has been the topic of conversation amongst several of my fellow classmates...my name Jillian is English for sweetheart, Diane (my middle name) ironically enough is a French derivative of Divine-the Greek goddess of the Moon. My last name is a little trickier and I have found no real meaning for it...Brunsvold is not like Smith or Jones...there are much fewer of us running around. All I really know about it is that is it Norwegian and my ancestors were at one time on Viking ships. **shrug** However, I feel that those people with the same first name tend to act similar and have similar characteristics. I have never met a Jillian that didn't remind me oddly of myself. I also know several Patricks that have strikingly similar characteristics. This blog could go on forever, but I do feel there is power in names. That is why, when I have children someday, I am going to be careful in my naming of them...I don't want my Benjamin to think that he makes me sorrowful. Anyways, names are most certainly powerful and I am glad that the meaning of my name was taken into account by my mother... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16694735-112949800658625870?l=jilliebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/feeds/112949800658625870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16694735&amp;postID=112949800658625870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/112949800658625870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/112949800658625870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/2005/10/jillian-by-any-other-name.html' title='A Jillian By Any Other Name...'/><author><name>Jillian :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14773020865188519014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16694735.post-112949571193559664</id><published>2005-10-16T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T13:56:16.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Water...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hello fellow Biblical and Classical readers! I was in the library bathroom the other day, and I was reminded of something that really bothers me...that is the idea of "holy water." In no way, shape or form has water (and water alone) been proven to kill germs, much less disgusting bathroom germs. Simply running your hands under running water is not an effective germ killing method, and chances are, if you are a "holy water" washer, you put more germs on your hands by simply running them under water than you would have on them by not attempting to wash at all. Allow me to explain...here is a common senario: You go to the bathroom, touch the lock on the stall door, due your duty, use the lock again to open the stall, turn on the faucet, wash your hands, turn off the faucet, get your paper towel, throw it away when your done, and then open the bathroom door to leave. Relatively simple, however the germs that you pick up on that stall lock are not only your lovely germs, but those a zillion other people who have used that stall after their duty is done. You then touch the faucet (infested with germs from those people who have just used the toilet), wash your hands (we'll say the necessary 20-25 seconds-with soap) touch that same germ infested faucet, and roll out your paper towel using the same handle as the "holy water" washers. As you leave, you touch the same door handle as those who never wash their hands after using the toilet (and there are tons of them out there...we've all seen 'em) and the whole idea of washing your hands is useless because they are dirtier than they were when you started. As dumb as my bathroom germ-phobia sounds, it is the truth, and bathrooms are disgustingly dirty places. I am a roll the paper towel out first, wash for 20-25 seconds with soap, dry my hands, turn off the faucet and open the bathroom WITH the paper towel kind of girl. As odd as this sounds the billions of germs I am leaving in the bathroom are well worth the odd looks I get from the "holy water" washers. I leave you with some helpful handwashing sites as I dutifully step off my anti-bacterial soap box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;a href="http://www.listener.co.nz/default,782.sm"&gt;Germ Warfare&lt;/a&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/HEALTH/9705/06/bathroom.germs/"&gt;Germ Laden Bathrooms&lt;/a&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;a href="http://stage.safety.com/articles/bathroom-germfree-and-healthy.html"&gt;Bathrooms&lt;/a&gt;~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16694735-112949571193559664?l=jilliebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/feeds/112949571193559664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16694735&amp;postID=112949571193559664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/112949571193559664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/112949571193559664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/2005/10/holy-water.html' title='Holy Water...'/><author><name>Jillian :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14773020865188519014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16694735.post-112917653773909472</id><published>2005-10-12T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T21:08:57.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Testing Practices...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Holy goodness...I thought that exam was really hard!!! Maybe I am the only one, but it was really tough for me! Anyways, now that it is over I will be able to breathe a little easier for a bit!! Okay, nothing terribly exciting in this blog...good luck to all y'all on the test!!! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16694735-112917653773909472?l=jilliebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/feeds/112917653773909472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16694735&amp;postID=112917653773909472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/112917653773909472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/112917653773909472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/2005/10/testing-practices.html' title='Testing Practices...'/><author><name>Jillian :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14773020865188519014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16694735.post-112905110605265056</id><published>2005-10-11T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T18:45:14.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Class Blogger Links...:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Here are all the links to our classmates web-pages!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Clinton Shearouse ~ &lt;a href="http://cshearouse.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://cshearouse.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Johnny Nehring~ &lt;a href="http://jnehring.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://jnehring.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Spencer Ward ~ &lt;a href="http://www.shaolinfist.blogspot.com"&gt;www.shaolinfist.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Bryan Kelly~ &lt;a href="http://www.bd212kelly.blogspot.com"&gt;http://www.bd212kelly.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Collin Salisbury~ &lt;a href="http://msu212collin.blogspot.com"&gt;http://msu212collin.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Brett Irigoin~ &lt;a href="http://irigoinnumberthirtytwo.blogspot.com"&gt;http://irigoinnumberthirtytwo.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Rachel Gilman~ &lt;a href="http://www.regblogs.blogspot.com"&gt;http://www.regblogs.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Claire McGinty~ &lt;a href="http://clairemcgintymsu.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://clairemcgintymsu.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sadie Tynes~ &lt;a href="http://www.english212sadie.blogspot.com"&gt;www.english212sadie.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Jayne Hilsinger~ &lt;a href="http://jaynehilsingerblog.blogspot.com/2005/09/just-checking-to-see-if-this-really.html"&gt;http://jaynehilsingerblog.blogspot.com/2005/09/just-checking-to-see-if-this-really.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Ed Shanley~ &lt;a href="http://trex2.oscs.montana.edu/~eshanley/en212.htm"&gt;http://trex2.oscs.montana.edu/~eshanley/en212.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Laura Kebschull~ &lt;a href="http://www.crownoflaurelleaves212.blogspot.com"&gt;www.crownoflaurelleaves212.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Andrew Bunning~ &lt;a href="http://www.andrewbunning.blogspot.com"&gt;http://www.andrewbunning.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Ruth Wilgus ~ &lt;a href="http://www.rwilgus212.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.rwilgus212.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;These are the only ones that were e-mailed to me via Michael Sexon...if yours isn't on here, I'd love to add it...;) Jillian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16694735-112905110605265056?l=jilliebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/feeds/112905110605265056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16694735&amp;postID=112905110605265056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/112905110605265056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/112905110605265056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/2005/10/class-blogger-links.html' title='Class Blogger Links...:)'/><author><name>Jillian :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14773020865188519014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16694735.post-112904809299758969</id><published>2005-10-11T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T12:32:30.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Blaming God...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;We were discussing in class how T.V. station, news reporters, ect. are using Biblically linked descriptive words to describe hurricane Katrina. "This hurricane is of 'Biblical' proportions"...ect. I find this so funny that society has decided to use God in their speech #1 for blasphemy (using His name in vain) and #2 to describe horrifically catastrophic events. Why, when we see a sunset, don't we say "That sunset was so beautiful, it was of Biblical proportions"??? We use disaster and destruction and link it directly to the Bible. The God of the Hebrew Bible was one of love, however, present day society tends to see Him as the angry and revengeful God of Job. In addition, I think it was really kind of funny how New Orleans has been compared to Sodom and Gomorrah. These two Biblical cities were destroyed with brimstone and fire because of the perverse and indescent sexual practices of their inhabitants. Whereas, occult practices, voodoo, racy homosexual practices, and the &lt;strong&gt;celebration&lt;/strong&gt; of every sinful lifestyle is common in New Orleans. Whether or not you agree, New Orleans is a city of sin (as were Sodom and Gomorrah) and as horrific as Katrina is, the direct link from the Biblical to the present is undoubtedly irrefutable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16694735-112904809299758969?l=jilliebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/feeds/112904809299758969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16694735&amp;postID=112904809299758969' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/112904809299758969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/112904809299758969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/2005/10/in-blaming-god.html' title='In Blaming God...'/><author><name>Jillian :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14773020865188519014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16694735.post-112792856737844372</id><published>2005-09-28T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T10:50:02.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some randomly cute pictures!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/1600/thebravesgame.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/320/thebravesgame.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Joshua and I at a 4th of July Atlanta Braves game...and they dominated!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/1600/sixflags11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/263/1592/320/sixflags11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Joshua and I at Six Flags in Atlanta Georgia after he won me a "Cookie Monster" at the "strong man" game!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What a stud-bagel!!! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Also&lt;/span&gt;, please refrain from giggling at his crazy hair...the humid Georgia air does interesting things to it!) &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;okay,&gt;&lt;okay,&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okay, again, this has not a whole lot to do with our class...but I just wanted so put up some pictures of my boyfriend, Joshua, and I!! Wait a minute, this does have something to do with class...Joshua is the modern interpretation of Yeshua, which means Jesus...Which is funny to me because no matter how wonderful my man is, he is definately no Jesus!!! ;) But there is a link to our class through my random desire to see pictures on my site!!!! :) Woo Hoo!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16694735-112792856737844372?l=jilliebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/feeds/112792856737844372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16694735&amp;postID=112792856737844372' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/112792856737844372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/112792856737844372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/2005/09/some-randomly-cute-pictures.html' title='Some randomly cute pictures!!!!'/><author><name>Jillian :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14773020865188519014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16694735.post-112663701850312471</id><published>2005-09-13T00:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T20:33:29.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Class Notes...</title><content type='html'>Here are a class notes, or at least what I got of them... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;Repition is good...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*"In illo tempore" is Latin for "In the beginning..."&lt;br /&gt;*Myth=Mythos (Greek) = Stories&lt;br /&gt;*The phrase "Old Testament" is not applicable in this class...use "Hebrew Bible" instead!&lt;br /&gt;*For every ascent there must be a descent..."all blessings are mixed"!&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;centripetal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: the meaning of a word can be found inside a text.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Centrifugal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: the meaning of a word must be gathered from outside the text.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Perfunctory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Doing only what is required... ;)&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Theodicy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: The actions of God that don't make sense to man.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Theocentric&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: God centered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;September 7, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*"&lt;a href="http://ccat.sas.upenn.edu/rs/2/Judaism/jepd.html"&gt;Documentary Hypothesis&lt;/a&gt;": Documentary Hypothesis sees the Torah as having been composed by a series of editors out of four major strands of literary traditions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*VICO: understood the origins of human culture in metaphor-everything is made up... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*Northrop Frye-Levels of Discourse: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4.)Romantic-charismatic-IMAGINATIVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3.)Ideological-Rhetorical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2.)Conceptual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1.)Descriptive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*&lt;a href="http://www.greatscott.com/hiero/"&gt;Hieroglyphics&lt;/a&gt;= Age of the gods and language spoken...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*Aristocratic= Age of the heroes and language spoken...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;September 9, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*Yahweh= (possibly) wind sounds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*There is tension between Biblical and Classical systems...what is right and what is wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Paronomasia&lt;/span&gt;:"puns" or finding humor for everything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Pentateuch&lt;/span&gt;:The first 5 books of the Bible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;September 12, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Talmud&lt;/span&gt;: attains a status in the Jewish community as sanctioned as the official books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*In the news, New Orleans has been compared to the Biblical cities of &lt;a href="http://dejnarde.ms11.net//sodom.htm"&gt;Sodom and Gomorrah&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*Our society uses Biblical allegories to classify disasters...(ie: the damage is of biblical proportions.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Iconoclastic&lt;/span&gt;- The breaking of images&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 14, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The trampling of the grapes creates vengeful images.&lt;br /&gt;*Revelation 14:19: "So the angel thrust his sickle into the earth and gathered the vine of the earth and threw it into the great winepress of the wrath of God". NKJV&lt;br /&gt;*Misprision: Mistake in understanding&lt;br /&gt;Prolix: abundant-more than necessary&lt;br /&gt;*Synonymous: "googled"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 16, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Duhh duhh duhh....THE FALL!!!&lt;br /&gt;*Adam and Eve&lt;br /&gt;*Talk vs. Communicating&lt;br /&gt;*How the snake effected Eve...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 19, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Archetype- story (image) that is foundational and it is repeated over and over and over again..."repetition is good"MS.&lt;br /&gt;*The names of Noah's 3 sons: Ham, Shem, and Japeth (MS said the third was Cainan in class but it is actually Japeth :) )&lt;br /&gt;*Names are powerful...&lt;br /&gt;**Ham:"hot, warm" in Hebrew. In the Old Testament Ham was one of the younger of Noah's sons. He was the ancestor of the Egyptians and Canaanites.&lt;br /&gt;**Shem: "name" in Hebrew. In the Old Testament Shem was the eldest of Noah's sons and the ancestor of the Semitic peoples&lt;br /&gt;**Japeth: comes from the Hebrew name Yepheth meaning "enlarged". In the Old Testament he was one of the younger sons of Noah and the ancestor of the peoples of Europe and North Asia.&lt;br /&gt;*Circumcision...very important&lt;br /&gt;*Pater (from the word patriarchy) means father...Abraham-Isaac-Jacob-Joseph.&lt;br /&gt;*Laughter= Isaac "she laughed"&lt;br /&gt;*Rebecca= twins- Jacob and Esau&lt;br /&gt;*Jacob was the "Mama's boy"!&lt;br /&gt;*Leban had 2 daughters, Leah and Rachel&lt;br /&gt;*"The Bed Trick"&lt;br /&gt;*Rachel died in childbirth with Benjamin.&lt;br /&gt;*Benjamin means "child of my sorrow".&lt;br /&gt;*Jacob wrestled with an angel and was given the new name of "Israel" with means "God contended".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 21, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Muses = "music", they were the 9 daughters of &lt;a href="http://www.eliki.com/portals/fantasy/circle/define.html"&gt;Mnemosyne &lt;/a&gt;which means "memory". The names of the daughters are &lt;a href="http://www.eliki.com/portals/fantasy/circle/calliope.html"&gt;Calliope&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.eliki.com/portals/fantasy/circle/clio.html"&gt;Clio&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.eliki.com/portals/fantasy/circle/erato.html"&gt;Erato&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.eliki.com/portals/fantasy/circle/euterpe.html"&gt;Euterpe&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.eliki.com/portals/fantasy/circle/melpomene.html"&gt;Melpomene&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.eliki.com/portals/fantasy/circle/polyhymnia.html"&gt;Polyhymnia&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.eliki.com/portals/fantasy/circle/terpsichore.html"&gt;Terpsichore&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.eliki.com/portals/fantasy/circle/thalia.html"&gt;Thalia&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.eliki.com/portals/fantasy/circle/urania.html"&gt;Urania&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;*We slightly discussed Freudian memory and how he thinks that everyone can remember everything from the time they were born and before.&lt;br /&gt;*Reah- the birth of &lt;a href="http://www.arthistory.sbc.edu/imageswomen/papers/lombardiaphrodite/aphrodite.html"&gt;Aphrodite&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;*The birth of Zeus.&lt;br /&gt;*We discussed Chronos eating his children...&lt;br /&gt;*And how &lt;a href="http://www.crystalinks.com/olympians.html"&gt;Zeus &lt;/a&gt;devours Metis (wisdom)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 23, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sacrifice= to make sacred.&lt;br /&gt;*Radical Seculization- the gods in the background and almost exclusively gone.&lt;br /&gt;*Light and the notion of light as the most important thing.&lt;br /&gt;*Amina= soul or spirit&lt;br /&gt;*We discussed the &lt;a href="http://ravendog.tripod.com/sitebuildercontent/sitebuilderpictures/moreau_jupiter_and_semele.gif"&gt;rape of Leda&lt;/a&gt;... (Link warning: exposed breasts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 26, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Tantallus cooked his son, Pellops, put him into a stew and fed it to the gods.&lt;br /&gt;*The Curse on the house of Atreus, we were instructed to "google" it...&lt;br /&gt;*We discussed how every story has lots of variance&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;a href="http://www.english.uiuc.edu/maps/poets/g_l/hd/abouthelen.htm"&gt;Helen&lt;/a&gt;- the face that launched 1000 ships.&lt;br /&gt;*All literature is displaced myth.&lt;br /&gt;*Lacunae- "gap or whole"&lt;br /&gt;*Moses- Central figure in Hebrew scripture.&lt;br /&gt;*Moses and the plagues...There were ten plagues...MS discussed the frogs, but there were more...1.) Blood 2.) Frogs 3.) Gnats 4.) Flies 5.) Disease in Livestock 6.) Boils 7.) Hail 8.) Locusts 9.)Darkness 10.) Death of the Firstborn.&lt;br /&gt;*Here is a &lt;a href="http://www.kidssundayschool.com/Gradeschool/Songs/1song01.php"&gt;link &lt;/a&gt;to a cute song that can help one memorize the different plagues of Moses. :)&lt;br /&gt;*Also on this day, P. Sexon made a funny pun and said "We'll pick this up on 'Frye-day'", I'm not sure that everyone got it, but I laughed...I hope he was making a pun...**shrug**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUEST SPEAKER~LYNDA SEXON (no Michael's allowed) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Women- a social term about persons with a gender designation in society.&lt;br /&gt;*Female- Biological term- physical characteristics of a person.&lt;br /&gt;*The depiction of women is dependant upon social terms.&lt;br /&gt;*Feminine= mythic&lt;br /&gt;~THE LEVITES CONCUBINE~&lt;br /&gt;*The "levite" is not named&lt;br /&gt;*Concubine refers to a kind of marriage, a secondary form, and depicts a "wifely" status.&lt;br /&gt;*The story starts at the "concubines" home...&lt;br /&gt;*Before the time of kings, ~~approximately 1000BCE~~ socitey was moving from a patrilocal marriage to a virilocal marriage.&lt;br /&gt;*Patrilocal= husband visits his wife at her father's house.&lt;br /&gt;*Virilocal= daughter leaves father's home to live with her husband in his home.&lt;br /&gt;*Hospitality is seen as a sacred obligation.&lt;br /&gt;*Patriarchal images of masculinity are VALUED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16694735-112663701850312471?l=jilliebaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/feeds/112663701850312471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16694735&amp;postID=112663701850312471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/112663701850312471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16694735/posts/default/112663701850312471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jilliebaby.blogspot.com/2005/09/class-notes.html' title='Class Notes...'/><author><name>Jillian :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14773020865188519014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
