“I love gay people. Or as I sometimes like to call them, ‘people.’”

“I love gay people. Or as I sometimes like to call them, ‘people.’”

-Karli Estenson
 

One day I was working at the restaurant I waitress at and I had a customer ask me something that caught me way off guard and actually made me angry. On the TV, the Ellen DeGeneres show was on and the customer saw me smirk at something he said about gay people. He asked me out loud for the whole restaurant to hear (not like anyone was really there anyway, but still) “Do you like lesbians?” First of all, it was a horribly worded question. Was he asking me if I am a lesbian, or if I agree with someone choosing to be lesbian? Part of me wishes I would have answered, “I am one…” then just let him sit there with his foot in his mouth, feeling like an idiot. Instead, I stood there shocked for a minute and finally answered, “Well…I don’t mind them…”

Just to clear the air, as most of you who truly know me already know, I am not a lesbian. But the truth is, I am so sick of the constant arguing I see on the internet or television about gay marriage. As if we, even as Christians, have the right to tell people how to live. What? Are you going to walk into their bedroom and tell them whatever sexual act they are engaging in is wrong and they should go to Hell for it?

Furthermore, I think the titles “gay” and “lesbian” are dumb. Someone who has OCD would not want to walk around having people say,“Look at that OCD.” Or someone with Bipolar would probably rip your head off if you walked up to them and said, “Hey Bipolar…” I’m pretty sure that anyone who is straight would feel really odd if they started being known as “straight” and all of the other qualities about them are looked over.

Sex is a private thing. You wouldn’t sit there worrying about what a straight couple is doing in the bedroom, so stop worrying about what gay couples are or aren’t doing. It is their business and you obviously wouldn’t want to know anyway. So stop thinking about it.

Obviously, everyone has a different view on the situation, and that is fine. But just as Christians would not want someone to walk into the church and tell them worshipping God is wrong, people who choose to live a gay lifestyle don’t want to be told what they are doing is wrong. 

So everyone needs to just chill out and go worry about themselves. A gay couple getting married is not going to destroy the human race. If you disagree, fine, continue to disagree. Just like you probably disagree with Buddhism, or drinking alcohol, or anal sex. If you don’t agree with it, then don’t do it. And leave those that do agree with it alone.

 

Such a Sad Day

Today in Newton, Connecticut there was a mass shooting. Atleast 27 dead, mostly children. The thought alone almost brings me to tears and I can't even imagine the emotions of the parents and siblings of the children who were killed.
It reminds me of the day after the Virginia Tech shooting when all the schools in Rapid City, SD were locked down because there was a call saying someone saw a gunman at one of the Highschools. We were lucky enough to have it be a made up story, but I remember the fear I felt. I called my dad on a class mates cell phone to let him know I was okay, but also just to hear his voice. My dad has always been my rock and the sound of his voice is what was comforting to me.
Pray for the families of these children. Keep them in your thoughts. With Christmas coming up it makes it even worse.
Also, be in prayer for the families of the kids in China. There was a stabbing there this morning also. Such a sad day.

Letting Go

Over the past six months I have spent alot of time being angry. Angry at the people who hurt me. Angry at the people who made my life more difficult than it should have been. Angry that the people around me had the ability to take a joy from my life that never should have left.
Today I had a conversation with a friend about a disagreement we had several months ago. I was finally able to ask her the questions I had wanted to ask for so long and realize there were several reasons we had the disagreement we did.
After receiving the answers I waited FOREVER to hear I am left feeling a little empty. I no longer have anything to search for or be angry about. I have nothing to wonder about late at night. It all makes sense in my head now and all I want to do is let it go and move on.
It's a little strange not having any reason to be mad anymore. I also feel a peace, though. I feel like it's all behind us and I couldn't be happier.

Being Satisfied in God

It's very rare when I have an "It all makes sense what God is doing in my life right now" moment. When I do have them, though, I am most often filled with joy and gratitude to have a God that loves me so much and has a plan for my life.
There are so many times I feel like I have to go without compared to my friends. I think the hardest thing right now is seeing those my age happy in relationships and wondering why I wasn't happy in mine, and why I am not in one right now.
A couple weeks ago my sister in law, April, sent me a text message after I posted a status about being single. It is a quote from the book, "The Resolution for Women."

The rarity and uniqueness of a woman who has chosen to be satisfied with what she has, with who she is, and with where she lives is as uncommon and worth celebrating as a Texas snow fall at Christmas.

I can't describe to you the comfort I feel by reading this one sentence. I realize that maybe the reason I am single and have never been happy in previous relationships is because God wants me to be satisfied in my relationship with Him. Not only that, but satisfied with where he has me in my life.
Then I think about how blessed I really am and how unique my life is compared to all my friends and siblings who are already married. I had a great opportunity to go to college and focus only on that. Both my sisters married at young age and have told me it's hard going to college after marriage. I also have been able to rent my own apartment and learn so much about myself. And the best thing is my puppy Charlie. I love the joy he puts in my life.

In the long run, I don't think I will be angry that I have been waiting so long to find the right guy for my life. I think I will be happy that I didn't settle for the least and waited for God's best.

Bittersweet

After a month and a half of working with Jake to become a better apartment dog I decided it would be best to find him a different home. It wasn't fair to the neighbors to have to listen to him bark for hours and hours when I was gone and wasn't fair to Jake that I had to use a bark collar on him every time I left to stop him from annoying the neighbors. It was a very hard decision, but I feel like I made the best choice for both of us. I no longer feel the stress of constantly wondering if he is behaving or not.
Because I don't like living alone I bought a new puppy that will be better for living at an apartment. He is a 1/2 Maltese 1/2 Cavelier King Charles Spanial. His name is Charlie like the character off Lost. So far he is doing really well. He cries a little bit, but it doesn't last long and is not loud at all. He picked up on pottying on the puppy pad really well also. Everyone says my apartment feels so much calmer now and I am really enjoying the lack of intensity Jake brought to the apartment.

Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas!

"Well kids, I sure hope you've been good this year because it looks like Santa just took out the Pierson home. INCOMING!!!!"

-Scott Calvin, The Santa Clause

My friends and I had our annual Christmas party last night. It was a lot of fun and was filled with great presents! My favorite was the Galaxy Quest hoodie my friend bought for me. I have been wearing it all night and still don't feel like taking it off.

The most amusing part of the night was the argument between Michelle (who is pregnant) and Jeremy (who is just bloated) over who has the bigger belly.

Jeremy and Allie had me take their Christmas pictures.

Jeremy got a little distracted...

We ate great food!

And we were entertained by Anya (as usual).

Over all the party was a success and definitely will be remembered by all of us!

Boredom

About 3:00 pm, Nov. 23, 2011

I'm an hour and a half into my trip and boredom is setting in. My mom hasn't killed me yet, but she did give me some suspicious trail mix. If I start throwing up I will be concerned. Also, my dad informed me I need to pay for my own snacks. Isn't there like a daddy contract that states a father should always pay for his daughter's snacks? If not, there should be.
I look out the window and all I see is yellow grass, naked trees, and dilapidated, old houses. Don't let me forget the random out houses along the road. Gotta love North Dakota.