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I’m sorry but I can definitely not agree.
I understand how the world now feels that it must agree with every whim that comes rolling along, in order to not offend anyone.
But what about what is right?
Should we forsake everything that is right in order to appease everything in this world?
I think not. And I also believe it puts this world … though it has already been… on the road to destruction long ago… but it is just edging closer and closer to it.
It appears to me that we at this moment in history …we are creating our own pitfalls and devastation.
You cannot run with everything and believe you will finish the race successfully. Somewhere along the line something falls… or everything begins to fall out of your arms. This means you loose something.
We are loosing many things these days… and it mostly boils down to primarily loosing our way as people… as a civilization …as people who live in a ‘real world.’ Not a make-believe world… anything we want to be… or anything we want it to be world. But a REAL WORLD… with REAL WORLD ORDER… standards… qualifications… variety… and variances created by God. Not by us.
God created this world order. And He created it as He would have it to be.
Can man upset world balance?
Yes, man can.
When we go tinkering with things which we should not be tinkering with problems are sure to arise. And they have.
This whole cross dressing and transgender thing is going to destroy this planet. And this thing is booming.
There is a problem which arises when we start picking and choosing what gender we decide we should be. Or maybe what gender we decide we are going to raise our children as being… like saying you wanted a boy but got a girl.
So, you arbitrarily decide you are call your girl Sam and dress her only in clothes of boys… and have her live her life as Sam. And never let her in on the fact that she is a girl… but tell and teach her as if she is boy.
So, Sally grows up believing that she is Sam. Now, this is hypothetical. I just going somewhere with this scenario.
Now, Sally did not realize until some time in school that she … or rather he (Sam) was different from all the other boys. She noticed that perhaps she looked more like a girl. Then she noticed that she had started to develop breasts. When she was in the boy’s bathroom she noticed that she was missing something that all the other boys seem to have when they peed.
But you raised Sally believing that she was Sam.
You thought that you were God. That you could create whatever you wanted your child to be. When God gave you the child He had deemed for you… a girl… not a boy.
Now, Sam is having problems at school. He is disassociating from all the other kids. He feels that he does not fit in. He feels different.
Most of us grew up feeling different. Many of us grew up feeling like we didn’t fit in. These are natural emotions for kids to go through… except for those who happen be popular and always seem to be in the midst of plenty of people who rush to be with them.
But you weren’t 1 of them. When you look into the mirror you see somebody else. You feel like if you could be somebody else… that then you would be happy. Maybe you wish you were your sister or brother or a different sex. Or your mom or dad. And you begin to become that someone else.
Kids are always pretending… and playing make believe. But when does this become something else for some kids or teens… or even adults?
It becomes something else as long as you harbor or meditate of being that different person… that you begin to fantasize yourself to be. And after a while you meet up with someone… because it only takes 1 mixed up and highly confused person to send you on a trip you may never come back from… a trip to convert yourself into a fantasy you.
It is all make believe. Because we are who we are… and there is no changing it no matter how many pills are taken. How deep the voice may get… or how much facial hairs you get… or breasts you develop. You really can’t change you.
Oh, outwardly yes. But inwardly… no. And that inside person who really determines who you truly are. And it goes beyond your DNA… and THAT you definitely cannot change.
So, you change your name, your driver’s license, your city or town… and the pretense really begins. Because you are looking for a fresh start as this ‘new you.’
Though you may be able to deceive many people. The issue is… how long can you keep up the pretense. Because everyday you step out the door pretending to be who you were not born to be is really just a pretense… and you will never ever be able to get away from that.
What I find interesting is how in the world do people who go through all this really believe that becoming …or attempting to become another gender means that they are not gay?
Do they not want to engage in sexual activity with someone of the sex they are pretending to no longer be?
Then how can this not be gay behavior?
Oh, because you now associate yourself as the opposite sex… and call yourself ‘he’ rather than ‘she’… you believe that you automatically became the ‘he’ or ‘she’ you wanted to be?
Do not deceive yourself. It is all a charade. And the only 1 who got fooled was you.
Men who want men… are not going to go for a man who becomes a woman. Because if they wanted a woman they could get a ‘real’ woman… not some one pretending to be 1.
Women who love women… might like a dyke looking woman… many like that … but not all. But if a woman wanted a man, do you not believe she could find herself a ‘real’ man… and not someone playing and eating pills to be 1?
And therein lays the problem for these people who get these sex changes. They discover that that fantastic change that they were hoping for … that was going to make them happy ever after because they were now who and what they felt they had truly been born to be… wasn’t the happy every after that they hoped it would be.
Come on wake up.
So, no I’m not in agreement to the Boys Scouts of America allowing transgender girls into the scouts. Because primarily… because these girls are still girls. Down beneath they still have their vagina.
So, what happens if out on the trail a couple of over zealous boys decide to teach her a thing or 2?
As quietly as it is kept in the military this is quite an issue. Female women in the military get raped… and this happens in large numbers. Female girls on campuses get raped… and this too happens in large numbers… as much as most campuses try to squash it from getting out.
It is a reality.
And why would any girls really want to put herself through watching a bunch of boys with ranging hormones …taking a leak.
And no, I am not into transgender bathrooms either.
And I do not believe I have to go along in order to get along.
I will not forsake my core principles in order to make other people happy. I just cannot do it.
Do you really want me to become a liar by calling him ‘she’ when I know that he is not
I can’t go to hell trying to play other people’s games. I am sorry… and I mean you no
harm. But just do not ask me to play.
And I do not believe in being politically right… when politically right goes against my religious right to not lie… or condone lying or stealing… or deceiving… or fornicating… or adultery … and you know the rest. I just cannot.
So, don’t ask me. Because I have enough things that I may have to answer for of my own without me playing your game …adding to my list…
Now that I have addressed my thoughts on this subject please enjoy the rest of your week. And I know that I’ll get a few responses on this… but that’s is okay.
We are not all going to agree. But 1 thing is for sure we trying to agree on too many things… when most people who play like they agree really do not. So, at least I am honest. And I am not a hater… but a firm believer that the truth is the truth… and hopefully because I spoke truth somebody will be set free…
And anyone… so-called parent who does this thing purposely to their child or children really should be arrest for child abuse. Because they putting their child into the pit of hell… and creating for them a life that cannot lead them to any form of happiness by playing something that they are not.
Do not ruin the life of your child by making them a transgender child. One thing when a person who is old enough to decide certain things for themselves. And quite another when crazy parents do it to their children.
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Today I had a court date in Land Court. Blessingly, God blessed me not to have to travel to our state capitol to have to do it.
By the time I got off the bus… jumped the train… then walked up the hill… I could barely walk into the courtroom the last time. In fact, I could hardly stand when they called my case before the judge.
Seeing that the judge suggested that we do our next court date by phone in order to make it easier on me. At first I was resistant to that idea because I felt I could better sway the judge… be more effective or otherwise do more and better for my case by standing before the judge than I could over the phone.
But I forgot 1 key factor.
It is not me… that I now depend upon when I walk into a courtroom… or anywhere else for that matter… but the Lord.
I have come to know that if you truly trust Him… then you have to act like you trust Him. It is not about saying ‘I trust the Lord.’ But it is about putting that into action… showing it forth so that it may manifest to be so.
So, I longer study… or pour over anything pining or worrying about the outcome. I never try to even think about what it is that I am suppose to dred… because I do not think about. I do not let it interfere with my days or nights any longer… because God has said ‘cast our cares upon Him.’
And let me tell you… that when you do… you will not believe the outcome.
Truly… truly cast your cares upon Him.
Well, today when I got up… I went about my normal routine. I read a chapter in my Bible. But I decided not to eat anything… I just wanted to mediate on God and what was going to be ahead of me in a couple of hours… that court conference call.
For the first time I glanced over the documents that the lawyer representing the City had sent to me. Pulled out my calculator and started examining the figures for the past 4 years of property taxes owed. Trying to find some discrepancies… and when you are dealing with figures there will always be some somewhere.
As the judge began to speak to me she informed me that the lawyer for the City wasn’t feeling well. I’m thinking wow… it’s over there will be a postponement for another date… and it will give me some more time.
I knew I needed time because no matter which way it went I was going to have to come up with some money. So, I needed time in order to save up an amount that might be agreeable… since there was no issue that the property taxes due. And so…the issue would come down to how much can you pay now… if any… and work out some kind of payment arrangement.
So, I was happy to believe that the case was going to get pushed back again.
But then the judge said that the lawyer for the City has laryngitis and is having trouble speaking. But if you have any problems hearing or understanding just interrupt and I will have her repeat it.
When the lawyer talked I couldn’t understand a word she was saying. I turned up my phone and it was worst. But I decided to listen as closely as I could.
In order to try and save the voice of the City lawyer… the judge had me do most of the talking. In beginning I suddenly remembered our last court session and what questions I had posed about the total amount of taxes owed upon my parent’s property. There had been places in the statements from the City where the amount owed leaped 2 to 3 thousand dollars from 1 quarter to another. So, of course… I questioned this along with some other points I had found in the documents sent to me.
By the time our session was over the judge said send copies of what you have to the City lawyer, and I am sure that the 2 of you should be able to work out something. And if not the court is always here.
And then the judge said-
“And you can get those documents to her when you can. And send copies to the court.”
No payment schedule was set.
No return court date.
And through it all the lawyer for the City never said anything… because she could not talk. She had laryngitis.
It is amazing. A few months ago the City lawyer had sent court notices to me and all my siblings that they were in possession of my parent’s house… and that we had 30 days to respond. And when I called the number and spoke with the man handling it… he demanded $2,000 now in order to stop the process.
And about 4 months later… that process has yet to see the light of day.
And the ultimate decision lays in the hands of the court… and the judge had just finished giving me some more time.
God is truly something.
Some may say why do I give all the credit to God?
First, you would have to know when events are beyond your control there can only be ONE somebody who can turn them in your favor. And that somebody is God.
I write this blog for those of you going through something. Tons of people are going through foreclosure still and so many other things. And though it may seem bleak… or impossible for you to overcome… I implore you to just turn it over to Jesus and see for yourself … first hand just what I am talking about.
No lawyer… or doctor … or even judge… can beat God at what He does. And every lawyer…. doctor … and judge… and everybody in between have to submit to the will of God… like Pharaoh.
God hardened Pharaoh’s heart… until He decided to soften it. And when God softened Pharaoh’s heart… Pharaoh did as God desired him… he let God’s people go… the Israelites. But it was all God’s will… the hardening to not let the people… and the softening to let the people go.
And it was God’s will in land court today… what that man working for the City had said to me some months ago has not gone to naught. I did not have to pay him $2,000 …and that was back in January when he told me that. It is now March… and I am still here and nobody has a hammer over my head anymore… demanding anything from me by way of my parent’s property taxes… or other funds.
That is not to say… the taxes or anything else is not owed. But it is to say… that time is on my side… through the sheer grace and mercy of God. I yet have time to set my parent’s house in order. Thank you, Lord God…
Well, God bless…and hope you enjoy the rest of your evening.
Sometime during the course of your day just take the time to look up and observe the beauty that God has planted up there for you to enjoy.
Oh, yeah… been sharing the house with 1 of my nieces. My sister put her out.
She is only 16 and has gone totally crazy over some boy.
Beautiful girl…smart and everything… and I do mean everything going for herself. ‘A’ student… on the honor society at school… captain of the school soccer and volleyball team… And BAMB!
All of it down the toilet after meeting this boy. Who happens to be 17 and in the 10th grade. LOSER. And she has had sex with him… and now she is out in the streets with me… sharing the roof over my parent’s house.
I can’t wait until my sister gets over being mad. Noooo… but really I love my niece to death. She is not bad… totally not. But recently she has made some very bad choices.
So, currently she is in ‘in-house’ at school because she has skipped tons of classes. Her grades have dropped from the ‘A’s’ to ‘E’s.’
How do you do that?
The spirit of lust. People have lost their homes and families… marriages… children… all of their friends etc… etc… all because lust caused them to do some ugly… and bad things.. say some things… and forced everyone who truly cares for them to turn away from them.. simply because the person cannot hear… nor can they see. They have eyes to see… but cannot see. And ears to hear …but cannot hear.
So, I thought she was going home Monday… But my niece slipped up again. She went missing for 4 hours while she was at school.
Of one thing I am sure… my niece wants to hurry and get out of here. Because her aunt is no joke. Sometimes you just gotta seem to meaner than you really are. And none of my nieces or nephews play with me. But… they love me the most if the truth be told. I know they do… and it is because I love them… I have become to be an enforcer. But I do it all in love… and I can laugh and have fun with them and still enforce.
Now my niece is counting the days when she can go back home… and I know they can’t come soon enough. It is all she can talk about-
“Auntie, do you think my mom this… and my mom that.”
Mom come and ge your daughter… she is driving me crazy.
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