Monday, April 14, 2008
i said i was going to bed early
but here i sit in the dark at the computer. i was thinking of a new name for my blog. "i'm a christian and i cuss." i used to cuss alot. more than i do lately. my 13 year old was picking up on it. as was the 2 year old....."goshdammit". i know, i know. i actually said that one a few times. at least he didn't pick up "F***". SEE??? in my heart of hearts i want to TYPE the word, but alas i am afraid. don't want anyone to think the worst of me. when what i REALLY want to SAY is "F***". one of my favorite christian musicians cussed. we toured with her for 3 1/2 mths. once. she cussed ALOT. she also sang fabulous songs that touched the heart of God and came back to ours. she also cussed ALOT. it didn't seem to bother her much. my friend rich cussed ALOT as well. especially when it was called for. he threw in some righteous anger as well. he loved God. God loved him. he seemed to enjoy cussing. ALOT. i have a friend who cusses and i love hangin with her because i can cuss to my hearts content. she still loves me. i think i'm mostly trying to convince myself. i have a bumper sticker that says "my friends kick ass". i have a friend who wants me to cover it up when she's around because she doesn't want her kids to be offended or shocked that i would have that on my car. i said maybe i should have "God kicks ass" on my van. that might fit in better at my homeschool co-op. i'm going to continue to cuss. maybe not so much around my kids. (i don't want people to think i'm a bad mom). but i will. it feels good for some unknown reason. it's extremely theraputic to let some words fly. i workout at curves and my friend there who i see early morning loves to cuss. we really like it when no-one else is there. exercise your body. exercise your freedom of speech. all that being said, i doubt i'll change my blog name. you can just figure out for yourself what the thousand words at my house are.....
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cuss it up, sister. a few choice words are better than meds...
(and K DID pick up on F...)
Let your words be free!
I never understood why reading the word F*@k was better than reading the word fuck. Or any astericks word. My brain reads the naughty words just the same. Maybe other's people's brains are more pure and they truly don't read the cuss words. whatever.
I really think God has better things to do than worry about words that humans made up to be "bad". Now if I am talking about f*@cking some hot dude that I met last night, that's different than if I say that God is f*@cking awesome. You know? It's all in the content.
Besides, I think that if they had those particular words back in bible days, you know Isiah or King David would have let some fly.
it all goes back to being a preacher's kid. no cussing, no drinking and no playing cards. that was the family motto. HA. so, i had this idea that cussing and whether god loved me or not all went together. what it really came down to was "we don't want to look bad"! i really don't want to pass that down to my kids....
Sounds like Don. Although he had the no dancing thing as well. It might lead to. . .gasp. . .FUN!!!
Oddly enough, in our church drinking and cussing were pretty standard. We had a bunch of raving alcoholics in our church, including (and especially) the ministry!
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