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If you're interested, here's a random blog I wrote (+photos) while traveling in New Zealand in 2012: newsieland.wordpress.com

With love,

Ellie

Saturday, December 12, 2009

December Passes Quietly... Or So It Would Seem

It's so easy to be unsatisfied. Erg. One moment you're living life to the fullest and the next you're looking at pictures of other peoples lives and wondering "what am I missing?"

That's a bad thing, Ellie. None of that now.

Honestly though, I feel very lucky--no, blessed--to be right where I am with what I have. Perhaps I should just remind myself of that more often. It would be a good thing to do.

Today one of the first snows of the year came. It was fluffy and pure white and magnificently perfect; if there is indeed such a thing. Due to tradition--with an added twist, thanks to the Emards :)-- we watched White Christmas. Is it just me, or does that movie never ever ever get old? Every time I watch it, my smile gets bigger and my heart finds little details I wrap up and hold inside me. I'm starting to think I have an obsession with loyalty and traditions. Sigh. Oh well... :)Those aren't THE worst things to have an obsession with. Nothing like Twilight. AHH!

That's it. I can't stand it any longer. If I hear one more girl exclaim over how "hot Jacob is" or how "mysterious Edward is" I think I'll blow steam out of my ears and breath fire! Honestly girls, why? The obsession that Bella has with Edward is unhealthy. Did you hear me? UNHEALTHY. Yes, it's okay to like a guy, to think he's mysterious, even on occasion (though I honestly don't think it's the kind of compliment you should be giving someone) to call him hot, but to not be able to live your life without being by him every second of every day? That's unhealthy and obsessive; as I said before. Besides, how many times to you have to read "his skin sparkled and was cold like marble" before you get tired of it? Okay, I confess. I have read the series. And actually, at one point I did like certain aspects of it--yes, I do like adventure and a little romance--but ever since the movies came out my flickering "like" has been doused and replaced by an all-consuming "DISLIKE". I shouldn't even be talking about this. It's not worth it. I'm just mad. Or foolish. Or maybe I'm right to be mad. Heh. Maybe... What I do know, though, is that I can't stand to see a ten year old little girl wearing a Twilight shirt and obsessing night and day over a fictional character(!) and claiming she's "in love". It breaks my heart. First of all, at the age of ten you don't know what real love is--believe me, I'm seventeen and I don't even know. Second of all, it's no wonder little girls think that they're in love if the media is telling them Edward and Bella's relationship is what true love looks like! Bella's obsession over Edward=true love. Little girls obsess over Edward=they think they're in love.

Grr... As you can tell it frustrates me. A lot. But I think I should just cool down and chill out. Being a good influence is all I can do about it right now. Unfortunately I don't have an influence over what the media produces. FORTUNATELY, I do have an influence on my future children's lives and the kids around me now. I just pray I can give sound advice at the time it's needed and not just rant about how much today's media infuriates me. 'Cuz... I do that a lot. Sigh.

Heh. I hope you're having a wonderful Christmas break, you guys.

Remember the reason for Christmas: Jesus' birth; the coming of a great and mighty King; the arrival of our Light and Savior in dark and lost world.

On a positive note Isaiah 9:6 says,

"For to us a child is born, to us a son is given; and the government shall be upon his shoulder, and his name shall be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace."

Goodnight one and all. May God bless you this Christmas and may you see those blessings in full.

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