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Additional reading:
Side Effect: How the Pill Altered America’s Moral Intelligence
100+ Reasons to have Children
Notes:
Abortion statistics from here
Birth Control Stats from here
Read the full excerpt Women and the New Race
Nine years ago, in the summer of 2001, I met my husband. (Now, all the details of our dating/engagement/wedding are destined for another post and are a huge part of my testimony but this isn’t what I want to share today…) We started dating and it didn’t take long before we knew that we wanted to get married and spend the rest of our lives with each other. At that time I was pretty deep my sin. I’d been living on my own for a little while and my life truly reflected someone not under the authority of her parents, or God for that matter. But God was working in me… changing my heart.
The next summer rolled around and Graham and I were spending everyday together. Sometime in mid-June (sorry hunny, I don’t remember the exact day) we got engaged. We started planning our wedding. I decided I hated the job I’d worked so hard to get, so I quit. I moved back home to look for a new job and save some money before our big day. Two weeks after we got engaged I found out I was pregnant.
Now, Graham and I obviously had made some poor choices, but God is good. I’d been sick for few weeks, so sick I could hardly get out of bed. Finally I decided to go to the doctor. My parents were on vacation when we found out and the second they walked in the door my mom asked how my Dr. visit went. I wanted to wait till they got settled, but she wanted to know what he’d said. As soon as I told them my Dad’s face fell. Hands down the worst day of my life. To see that look on his face I will never forget. I’d let him down. His eyes became teary and without a single word he stepped outside. My mom followed.
My parents had every right to yell at me. But they didn’t. They came in and with a shaky voice my Dad said something to the effect of “We never know how good the Good is until we’ve known how bad the bad is. We are never too far for God’s grace to reach us”. We spent a while talking and shared with my parents that we thought God had chosen to put us in this place to bring us to the very end of ourselves. We were at a point where depending on Him was absolutely the only thing we could do. My mom cried. I cried. Due to past issues we weren’t even sure I would be able to have children. And here we were.
Needless to say the wedding date got moved up. Graham and I were married on August 31st, 2002 and our precious
Breakfast:
Biscuits
Cereal
Bagels w/cream cheese
Fruit & yogurt parfaits
Lunch:
Leftovers
Cheese and fruit
Snacks:
Cheese ball w/ crackers
Fruit
Popcorn
Dinners:
Monday: Bulgar Burgers w/ sweet potato fries
Tuesday: Neiman Marcus chicken over rice w/ sweet peas (this recipe is similar but I do 8oz cream cheese, 8oz sour cream, & will make my own cream o' chicken soup. I also just use one sleeve of crackers, no clue exactly how many that is, and one stick of butter)
Wednesday: Greek Salad - Romaine, cuke, feta, olives, tomato, homemade dressing
(If I feel ambitious I may make some bread this day)
Thursday: Bean & Cheese nachos, sour cream, guac, jalapeƱos
Friday: Cod with Mediterranean salsa and salad (This is a new one for us, doubt Chelsea will eat this)
Saturday & Sunday: clean out fridge, one meal out, spinach quiche w/ fruit salad