She Has Overcome

 

10296634_765089633525106_5060874179762599544_nI have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world. John 16:33

That’s the verse printed on the inside of this bracelet. It’s been on my wrist almost constantly for the last year. I took that picture April 30th of 2014. It’s in support of Amy. I’ve told you about Amy.

Early this morning, she ran out of tomorrows. She is cancer free now, and she has overcome this world. And this world is a colder, darker place today.

She leaves behind a devoted husband, 2 young girls, two siblings, her mother, father, and countless friends whose lives she enriched.

 

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Her daughters brought her this flower. I understand she held it until the end.

Amy,

You were truly a gift from God. A light that shone too brightly for this world. I am blessed to have been a part of your life and heartbroken that your role in mine has come to an end. I know, my tears will dry and I will be left with only the blessing, but today is not that day.

Claim your crown and your new body. Rest in the peace you so richly deserve.

Stay Vigilant

Miguel over at Gun Free Zone has some points we should consider in the aftermath of the failed terrorist attack in Texas.

Funny as hell, but also wise: We have several innings to go and they will come back to the plate. We cannot expect they will remain dumb all the time.

Their next target will be researched ahead of time, scouted to look for security and planned to create the biggest amount of killing.  If they happen to get a couple of lone wolf idjits with some brain matter, the only thing they have to do is research mass shooters to get ideas.

Go read the whole thing over there.

I agree that this will not be the last incident, and the next one could happen in your backyard. Or at least in your neighborhood or church. There is not a law on the planet that would have stopped these guys.

And before anyone says anything along the lines of, “It would never have happened if they hadn’t held that event,” don’t. Unless you also want to explain to me what horribly offensive picture these 21 Christians drew that deserved beheading them over. Was the event rude and insensitive? Damn straight. At least for now, we’re still free to be rude and insensitive. But do not be deceived, your very existence offends these people. Or at least mine as a Christian woman who dares speak out of turn does.

Mom of the Year? Er, Not Quite

I’m sure you’ve all seen the video that has been all over social media of the mother smacking her son down for joining the rioting. And really, kudos to her. I applaud her actions.

But ‘mom of the year’? Yeah, I don’t think so. How about all the moms that raised sons that never pulled on masks and started throwing rocks? How about the moms with their arms wrapped around their frightened children while trapped in their homes because their city is burning? Or the moms anxiously waiting by the phone just hoping to hear their son’s voice because he happens to be a pharmacist in Baltimore?

Parenting is a tough job. It’s not for the weak. And sometimes, you do the best you can and your kids still make bad decisions. It happens. Baltimore mom, you have my respect, but you do not have my vote for mom of the year.

Required Reading if You Are Headed to Nashville!

WizardPC has a run-down on things you should know about Nashville

And some additional advice from his co-blogger, Oddball.

My Picture In Print!

Hey! That photo on page 35 of this week’s OKGazette looks mighty familiar.

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If you’ve been following me for the last year, it should look familiar to you too.

Here’s the original

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Don’t worry, it’s being used with my blessing. Keep your fingers crossed that I can catch more awesome images like this one this weekend at Super! Bitcon. Come out and say hello.

Super Bitcon!

Nifty! So a new friend, Frank Wak, interviewed some old friends about a thing we’re doing.

I know, I’m phoning it in on content lately. I hope to be back soon.

No, I’ll Not Be Seeing 50 Shades This Weekend

Or any time, actually. And no, not for some pretentious holier than thou reason either. You wanna get in on some ‘Mommy Porn,’ have at it for all I care. Yes, I love God and I love my husband, seeing this movie wouldn’t change any of that. Hell, maybe I should go see it. It’ll make me even more glad that I’m not married to some petulant man-child with mommy issues.

—-Links are NSFW—-

No, I haven’t read it. I tried, really I did, but the writing is so outrageously bad that I spend way too much time laughing at the clumsy narrative and terrible grammar than getting into the story*.

The elevator whisks me with terminal velocity to the twentieth floor. [Jen’s Note: She’s going up]

 

Which is good, because if I could get into the story I’d be completely disgusted. Rather than read through it myself, I’ve followed along with Cliff at The Pervocracy (If you have a moral issue with pornography and alternative lifestyles, you might not want to spend too much time over there. If not, you might learn something about BDSM while you’re there.).

I’m just going to cut right to the chase here. It’s still stalking, abuse, and rape even if he’s really really good looking. If he tells you that you can’t use a safe word, you don’t have a safe word. I couldn’t care less what kinky fun-times you want to have provided there is consent.

But this?

This is the first time I have ever had sex in my home, and as sex goes, I think it was pretty damn fine. But now I feel like a receptacle – an empty vessel to be filled at his whim. […] I have an overwhelming urge to cry, a sad and lonely melancholy grips and tightens round my heart. Dashing back to my bedroom, I close the door and lean against it trying to rationalize my feelings. I can’t. Sliding to the floor, I put my head in my hands as my tears begin to flow.

Yeah, that’s exactly how romance should make you feel. In bizarro world. It’s not kinky edgy romance; it’s a drawn out rape fantasy with a super-sized side order of co-dependency. He’s not dreamy; he’s a predator. Personally, I prefer my fantasy men to be confident and respectable and not the kind of guy that could be completely emasculated because his lady friend bought him breakfast at IHOP.

Ladies, Hollywood just told you that your greatest sexual fantasy is to be subjugated, stalked, and abused by a rich and handsome man. Yeah, sisterhood?

*Remember that time I used a run-on, rambly sentence to describe terrible writing? Yeah, like that.

I Made This. Want it?

Fans of the Legend of Zelda game franchise will recognize the Royal Crest

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And the TriForce, of course

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Hand-made by yours truly. Legend of Zelda Tunisian crochet throw pillow. Yes, this is the product of many hours of effort. You need this in your game room. You’ll be the envy of all of your gamer friends.

No, it isn’t for sale, but it could be yours. Just visit the Charity Bazaar at Super BitCon! I’ll be in various places around the expo for the weekend. Find me and say hello!