<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28231568</id><updated>2009-11-08T16:47:02.638-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Thinking Woman</title><subtitle type='html'>In honor of every woman who has located the "on" switch for her brain.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelabrisby.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28231568/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelabrisby.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28231568/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Josh's Loving Wife, aka Angela Brisby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06493943871851152524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28231568.post-285545318974392510</id><published>2007-05-01T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T12:38:06.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Moving!</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am moving to &lt;a href="http://www.athinkingwoman.reformedblogs.com"&gt;www.athinkingwoman.reformedblogs.com&lt;/a&gt;  Please visit me over there :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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My sweet hubby asked me yesterday, "When are you going to blog again?" That's when I realized it had really been a while. So, for all of you who have undoubtedly missed my blogs so much, here's an update on what's been going on in our family since I posted last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lost internet connection a handful of months ago, and while hubby was able to blog and check e-mail, etc, through his internet access at work, I was home every day. So, I was kinda cut off from the outside world for a while.  We do now have internet connection, in our new house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are now in our new house. We had been waiting for quite a while, since about June of last year, but we're finally here! God be praised. It is such a blessing to have elbow room. Don't get me wrong, our old house was a huge blessing too, being rent-free. But it's nice to finally be settled in a place of our own. Feels good to be a homeowner. Something I never thought we'd be calling ourselves in southern California.   We are having our house-warming party tomorrow from 4pm-9pm for all of you who are interested. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a month ago, the day we were supposed to move into our new house, Gabriel had a siezure (Josh said he may have also had one the night before, but wasn't sure if that's what he was seeing). It was during his sleep, and since he didn't have a fever at the time of the siezure (which would have made it a febral siezure, easy to diagnose and not a huge thing to worry about), the docs wanted to do some tests.  So, March 7th Gabe goes into Children's Hospital to get an EEG.  He hasn't had any siezures since then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About threee weeks ago I heard rattling in Emmie's chest. She was also very cranky and lethargic. I took her to the ER where they said she had "very bad" pneumonia in both of her lungs.  The docs were undecided on whether to admit her into the hospital or let me take her home.  After a while, they decided to let me take her home provided I took her to the pediatrician for a follow up on the next monday (it was then saturday). Monday came, I took her in, the pediatrician was not worried when she looked at Emmie. We went home, Emmie recovered nicely, but at Emmie's visit, I asked the pediatrician to also look at the boys since they were taking so long to recover from their colds. She said they both had ear infections. I took them back on friday to be looked at again and Gabe's had gone away without meds, meaning that his infection was only viral. But Aaron still had his, so he got put on meds. The pediatrician told me at that time that she had gotten the final report from Emmie's hospital x-rays and that the docs at the ER wanted to do another x-ray because it looked like she had congenital emphazema.  So, we were able to get another x-ray about a week or so later, and it came back negative. I cried tears of relief when we found out our little girl was healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am 3 &amp; 1/2 weeks away from my due date with Owen.  Which really means I can have him anytime after Sunday, being full term at 37 weeks..  And every day I feel bigger and bigger.  I am very ready to be done being pregnant.  While I love how I feel psycologically when I am carrying a little life in me,  I do not like all the aches, pains and discomforts it bring to my body.  Last night I was sure I would go into labor at any minute.  I have no idea how any woman gets through pregnancy without God's grace. You'd think that by the time you are getting ready to deliver your 4th child, you be ready and calm.  I'm not. Something about the impending excruciating pain just really unnerves me.  I am looking forward to having Owen in my arms, but not the process it takes to ge there.  I would appreciate any prayers the church body can offer on my behalf in this area. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now. I need to go be a mommy now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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This information I obtained from one of the elders at my church. It comes from a slide he used in a Sunday school class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexual impurity leads to a disregard for life, self, society, and the narural order. I will do by best to explain the chart without actually posting it, as I don't know how. Much of the commentary will be my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, sexual impurity leads to a disregard for life. Let's see how this works out. Those who are sexually impure are the ones who are murdering their children through abortion. They don't call it murder, of course, but they fail to see the blessing being knit together in their womb or their partner's womb, and they disregard it as trash. This leads to a mentality that sees children as a burden and a hinderance to success, happiness, etc, therefore it becomes much easier to abuse the children who are allowed to live past the first nine months of life, those kids who are already born are looked upon with distain. And as we have seen in the Holocaust and other examples of euthanaisa, when a whole sect of society is looked upon with such distain, ridding the society of them is an acceptable option. And if the unwanted sect of society is expendable, and seen as less than human, why not torture them? And then of course if you see yourself as part of that expendable sect of society, why not end your life as a way of ending the pain that comes along with being unwanted and unloved? Sexual impurity leads to a disregard for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, sexual impurity leads to a disregard for self. Those who are sexually impure know that they can contract vicious and even deadly diseases from their practices. Yet, is this enough to curb their harmful practices? No. Ironically, it is their love of self exibited in their need for self- gratification that causes them to continue in their dangerous ways. Sexual gratification is as addictive as any drug. And the more you allow yourself to indulge in, the more it takes to gratify you. The ways of a sexually impure person will become more and more perverse, including, but not limited to pornography, rape, incest, harming others, self mutilation. One living in these ways will self destruct if you give them enough time. Thankfully our laws put them behind bars if they get too far in harming others, but no one can keep them from the harm they are doing to themselves, all for the sake of self-gratification. Sexual impurity leads to a disregard of self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, sexual impurity leads to a disregard for society. Divorce is a big one. Many times when a man and a woman divorce, it is because one or both of them has been sexually impure. In the case that both remain sexually pure and divorce for other reasons, the divorce is not acknowlegded by God, therefore if they begin another sexually active relationship whether it's fornication or remarrying, it is adultery, which is sexual impurity. Sexual impurity is obviously the direct cause of prostitution. And in the world of prostitution, there is a whole host of other problems such as drugs, crime, and violence. All these will lead very quickly to the destruction of any society. Sexual impurity leads to a disregard for society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexual impurity leads to a disregard for natural order. It leads to the disintigration if the institution of the family. Not only by tearing apart homes, but by creating abberant and perverted versions of the "home". I will call it now. In fifty to seventy-five years from now, I will be shocked and perplexed if marriage to a dog is not a legally recognized union. The God-given natural order established at the creation of the first marriage (that of Adam and Eve), was that one man should marry one woman. The first step away from that is homosexuality, and there is no end to the perversion if you keep going. Pedophilia, bestiality, necrophilia, and whatever alse the depraved mind can think of. A homosexual friend who I care about very much has justified some of the most crazy "unions" you could imagine. Sexual impurity leads to a disregard for natural order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This basically was my commentary added to the chart my elder used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am going to proceed to take it one step back. What is the cause of sexual impurity? You ready? Here's where I get controversial. Here's where I lose half of my blog readers, and get the other half mad at me :) Speak the truth in love right? I'll try my best...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cause of sexual impurity is the separation of procreation from the sex act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we separate the sex act from the possibility of a child coming out of that union, we relinquish ourselves of any of the responsibility that by nature comes with blessing of that union. Since our society is so bent on self-gratification, we want the pleasure now, but we do not the responsibility that comes with the right to enjoy that pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a man and a woman have intercourse, they are making a covenant to each other with their bodies, they are becoming "one flesh", they are spiritually marrying themselves to each other. In a covenant, there are privileges and responsibilities. The problem today, is that we want the privileges of being married with out the responsibilities. Whether it is a legally married man and woman, or those who are just "playing married". The principle responsibility that comes with marriage, is raising children. This, I believe, is the main reason God reserved the right for sexual relations for a man and a woman married to each other. This provides the best home for the child. But when we know we will not have the "burden" of children to deal with, thanks to modern technology and "medicine", we can be as irresponsible with our sexuality as we want, without the worry of dealing with whining kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in summary, birth control leads to sexual impurity. Sexual impurity leads to a disregard of life, self, society, and natural order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the length of this novel. If you stuck with me thus far, thanks. I will now open up for the crossfire ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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My hubby brought home a very interesting personality quiz. I took it, and I am green. Green is the color that coordinates with the curious personality type. Red= adventurous, yellow = responsible, blue = harmonious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the results for a "green" personality. Basically, this is probably everything nobody wanted to know about me. So, since no wanted to know, no one asked. Since no one asked, I'll take the liberty to tell :)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Searching, learning, and understanding are fun.&lt;br /&gt;*I love puzzles, problems, and finding solutions.&lt;br /&gt;*I like to work independently.&lt;br /&gt;*Intelligence, justice, and fairness are important.&lt;br /&gt;*I want to be correct - to do things right.&lt;br /&gt;*It would be great fun to explore the universe.&lt;br /&gt;*Once I've found the solution, others can take over and put it into action.&lt;br /&gt;*My calm exterior may hide some inner turmoil.&lt;br /&gt;*I love to create a brand new idea.&lt;br /&gt;*Being competent is absolutely essential.&lt;br /&gt;*I want my brain to manage my emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greens want to know all there is to know about everything. They like to analyze, probe, study, invent, investigate, and explore. Nonconforming and independent, they tend to appear calm, cool, and collected most of the time. The worst situation for a Green would be to appear stupid. If there is time to read, outside of important books and journals, Greens love mysteries or science fiction. They love abstractions and puzzles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HOW TO COMMUNICATE WITH A GREEN&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greens have a seemingly insatiable curiosity. When you encounter someone who is filled with questions, wants to know more about almost everything, chances are you are with a Green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They may seem cool or aloof, emotionally arms-lengths. But if you will move from heart to the brain, you'll find a stimulating conversationalist. The Green may be skeptical. "Why?" is the most important question. Greens spend lots of time reading, mostly technical information or science fiction. This person will be focused on the future, on the possibilities, on the vision. Quite content to be on their own, Greens do things their own way and proceed independently toward the solving of a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about theories, models, and paradigms and you'll keep the Green's attention. Suggest the possibility of a learning experience, an advance in knowledge or wisdom. Above all, be logical and factual. Be ready to validate and proove your assertions. The "global" implications will be important to Greens. If possible, show how you can help the person develop further knowledge and understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind the small talk - discuss concepts, abstractions, new ideas, and plans that will impact the future. Offer a logical solution to clear problems and puzzles. Challenge the Green to help find the solution. Be creative, innovative, but not outlandish. Things need to make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may find yourself in a friendly debate but be ready to defend your position. The Green person will question and must respect you before trusting your answers. Convey the driving force or theory that underlies your ideas and proposals. This thinking person will want to consider, interpret and probe. You'll establish rapport by appreciating the Green's competence. Show how your idea meshes with their vision. Show a model or discuss the philosophical appeal. Remember, Greens want to be sure that anything they do makes sense!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this is me.  Except that I can't stand science fiction. I don't know why they would say my personality type likes science fiction.  I can't stand it precisely because it is irrational.  It doesn't make sense, so I don't like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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