Becca in Aladdin Jr. as Genie (12 pics & 2 vids)

Watch two videos of Genie:

#1 = http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dNdn5seSkKM

#2 = http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GJTMx9t4KMo

Come on, ladies :(

One of my hobbies is to discuss issues of life on a forum. The forum is made up of mostly atheists/darwinists/naturalists. You can imagine how fun the topic of evolution, macro-evolution, micro-evolution, intelligent design, and anything moral goes. I really enjoy it.

Recently a 19 year old girl asked the forumites if she was a bad wife for calling her husband on watching porn. I naively thought that people would encourage her and give her practical steps in confronting the issue. To my surprise, woman after woman dogged her for not being supportive of her husband. "He needs his outlet." "Maybe, you should watch it with him." "Boys will be boys." "Who are you to invade his privacy."

That was just scratching the surface of what the women told this young lady. It greatly saddened me that women are okay with the oppression/exploitation of women-- even advocate it. Totally saddening.

Summer Runs

I have really enjoyed my last couple of morning runs. The weather is cool, the sun is just coming up, and it's peaceful. The usual ranch dogs run along the fence and say hello. I get to do my usual dance across the cattle-guard without breaking anything. It's a good time to just BE with God. At the forefront of my mind has been the reminder to BE with God and enjoy that time more than anything. I have to consciously remind myself to BE with Him before I start in on the requests. I don't want to treat Him like a vending machine. I feel truly blessed to have my health and the ability to run. When I enjoy nature, I know that I'm enjoying God. Do you know what I mean?

The War Within

For about a week now, I have been particularly wrestling with pride. It's not the usual small offense kind of stuff, but the big/frustrating stuff. In the past, it's the kind of pride that gave birth to resentment and divisive walls. Good thing I have some tools to recognize it now.

While running the past couple of days the Lord has guided me through my feelings like never before. Maybe it's the other way around. I allowed the Lord to guide me through my feelings like never before. A few things in my life (lately) have hurt my feelings, offended me, and have caused me to choose a higher road than before.

I could get offended and react like a child, or I could calm down, talk it through, and move on. Well, duh, you know the one I chose. I asked the Lord why I was hurting so much about these recent offenses. The impression I got was that I still have rather substantial chunks of pride: entitlements and rights. Pursuing humility is a lifelong occurrence, but lately it has been painful. It reminds me of when a pick axe is needed to break up hard ground. I feel like I'm the rock.

It's not about me. It's not about me. It's not about me. I must repeat this frequently. I'm not on earth to showcase myself, or demand my usefulness. It shouldn't be where God has to align with me or I throw a tantrum. I must daily pray that I put on a robe of humility and simply make myself available to what GOD is doing. I'm here to serve. I'm here to serve. I'm here to serve. The Lord very much wants to break of the rocks of my pride. I will let Him. I love Him. He loves me.

Jason