Showing posts from March, 2012

Match! Can I Get a Match Here?!

I’m not a big fan of Barbie dolls.   While my daughter has a couple of them (given to her as gifts), I personally think the unrealistic bodies of Barbie dolls, all the extreme accessories (houses, sports cars, RVs, spas etc.), and the immodest clothing can be damaging to a little girls self-esteem and create unrealistic views about life.   I did like the pregnant Midge doll , Barbie’s friend, which was reintroduced with a pregnant tummy and newborn baby.   While I’m not sure how Mattel feels about this and I know this doll created a lot of controversy, I looked at the doll as a pro-life and pro-mommy endorsement.   With that said I don’t want you to think I’m down on little girls playing with dolls, fantasizing about growing up or role playing.   I just feel that little girls need positive and more realistic role models.  Get Real Gabi: pitching for soccer.  I am a much bigger fan of Get Real Girl dolls.   “The dolls are made to look like real girls, to act like real gi

HELP! The Water is Encircling Me, Pulling Me Down!

Sometimes I feel like God is on hiatus, taking a break, especially from all of my complaining and “HELP ME NOW” prayers.   Do you ever feel like that?   Do you wonder where He is and what He’s doing while you are barely hanging on, ready to drown, at any moment?   I do!   A lot lately!   I feel like Job and I are long lost relatives. Song lyrics describing how I feel have been spinning around in my head lately.   Like Steven Curtis Chapman’s Cinderella opening lyrics (emphasis mine), She spins and she sways To whatever song plays Without a care in the world And I'm sitting here wearing The weight of the world on my shoulders It's been a long day And there's still work to do She's pulling at me Saying "Dad, I need you There's a ball at the castle And I've been invited And I need to practice my dancing Oh, please, Daddy, please?" And, Jars of Clay Flood, Rain, rain on my face It hasn't stopped raining for days My world is a flood S