Category Archives: Love
Mark and I celebrate 21 years of married life today.
The friend who acted as MC at our wedding reception was cleaning out his stuff and found the speech he made on that day about how Mark and I met. (He admits he is a hoarder.)
He very kindly typed out the whole thing and shared it on my Facebook wall!
Twenty years ago, two very young people were joined in marriage.
I first heard of the Duggars when they appeared on a television special. There they stood all in a row in age order, smartly and modestly dressed, saying their names one by one for the camera. The youngest one or two at the time were too young to say their names, so one of the parents spoke for them and Michelle ended the lineup by putting an affectionate hand on her belly and said, “…and this is Jackson!”
They looked like such a sweet, adorable, Christian family! And they home schooled!!
What was there not to like?
Quite a bit, as it turns out.
At first I thought they looked so nice. A bit weird in the fashion department, but okay.
Later, I learned that they home schooled with Bill Gothard’s Advanced Training Institute materials. Warning bells. And that they subscribed to Christian Patriarchy and all that entails. Huge warning bells. And then the television show that put them in the limelight. You know the tune.
“They’re a clean, wholesome family,” people said.
“The Duggars are upholding good, conservative, Christian values,” people said.
“I’d rather watch the Duggars than all that other junk that is on TV,” people said.
“The children are modest, well-behaved, role models,” people said.
Let’s talk about that. (Cue the “Good Mythical Morning” music. Or the “Twilight Zone” theme. Take your pick. I recommend the latter.)
When I was a young girl and we were living in the US, the school I went to ‘celebrated’ Valentine’s Day by exchanging cards. The Policy was you had to send cards to everyone in the class or not at all; you weren’t allowed to be selective. I understand that this was to avoid an unbalanced distribution of cards which would result in hurt feelings. Overall, it was fun giving out cards and receiving them in return.
Valentine’s Day here is observed by couples. I don’t think schools do Card Exchanges, and one would probably be viewed with extreme suspicion if one sent cards to colleagues. Parents don’t give gifts to their children, and siblings don’t wish each other Happy Valentine’s Day.
In looking up wikipedia, I am once again stupefied and chagrined to see my country of origin’s stance on ‘un-Islamic’ practices:
Islamic officials in Malaysia warned Muslims against celebrating Valentine’s Day, linking it with vice activities. Deputy Prime Minister Muhyiddin Yassin said the celebration of romantic love was “not suitable” for Muslims. Wan Mohamad Sheikh Abdul Aziz, head of the Malaysian Islamic Development Department (Jakim), which oversees the country’s Islamic policies said a fatwa (ruling) issued by the country’s top clerics in 2005 noted the day ‘is associated with elements of Christianity,’ and ‘we just cannot get involved with other religion’s worshipping rituals.’ Jakim officials planned to carry out a nationwide campaign called “Awas Jerat Valentine’s Day” (“Mind the Valentine’s Day Trap”), aimed at preventing Muslims from celebrating the day on 14 February 2011. Activities include conducting raids in hotels to stop young couples from having unlawful sex and distributing leaflets to Muslim university students warning them against the day.
On Valentine’s Day 2011, Malaysian religious authorities arrested more than 100 Muslim couples concerning the celebration ban. Some of them would be charged in the Shariah Court for defying the department’s ban against the celebration of Valentine’s Day.
Guess the Muslims in Malaysia will just have to celebrate love on a different day.
Whether you’re doing something Special or not, I wish you all a Very Happy Valentine’s Day!
It’s February 2nd, and that must mean it’s Groundhog Day…again.
No, there are no groundhogs in Australia, let alone groundhogs that can predict how much winter we can expect to have.
Not to mention that it’s summer Down Under.
The following article first appeared on Riparian Church, a now-defunct blog owned by my good friend Otter, whom I first met on the Sonlight Curriculum forum boards.
A couple of nights ago, at a homeschool meeting, I got talking with a friend and somehow the conversation got onto children’s literature. I was reminded of a couple of blogposts made by Otter and a guest blogger known as Susan R. Knowing that his blog is no longer active, I emailed him and he very kindly forwarded me both his and Susan R’s posts and gave me permission to put them on my blog.
I finished reading The Alchemist by Paulo Coehlo over the weekend. I know, I know – where have I been?
I was surprised to see that it was first published in 1988.
The story is about a young Andalusian shepherd, Santiago, who goes in search of his Personal Legend after a series of recurring dreams. Throughout the book, the story is infused with Biblical motifs and allusions, wise sayings and humanity’s search for meaning.
That’s it in a nutshell.
The language is simple, but beautiful. Kudos to Alan C. Clarke for a great translation job!