Thursday, June 29, 2006

This is a Spinning Jenny

It's a bit like a spinning wheel with several strands. I wasn't very good when invented. You should look it up. It has an interesting story behind it. Well, I thought so. There was a fear of change, loss of jobs, this whole drama thing attached to it. Interesting.

James Hargreaves

The Cotton Times has some information

Wednesday, June 28, 2006

God Blessed Us

As I began to look at the wonderful women of our Bible I realized I just don’t have the space to tell of each ones story, to show how women were viewed

Anna, Deborah, A Woman of Faith, Naomi, Ruth, Mary, Lydia . . . .

We were given such a rich history of how to view women, how to be women, and how not to be.

God did that, he gave us the rights, we as humans took them away. We were leaders, lovers, followers, submissive, and held in the highest regard by our husbands. We are blessed to be the mother of . . .and the wife of.. . .We are blessed by our faith. We are blessed by childbirth and our children. God created us to be strong and gental. He gave us our own special ways and our own bodies. I have stretch marks from my children and lines from my smile. Women have amazing bodies we can do things men can’t. What a blessing.

He has given us strength to fight for what is ours. I feel blessed by those women who went before me for they were truly the visionaries ready to go where God led them.

We as women need to learn how to love each other we need to stop being so quick to judge. We need to see that it is ourselves that we must reconcile with, for until we are happy with who we are we cannot be happy. God put us on a path no matter if it means homemaker, teacher, wife, student, firefighter, . . . He still loves us equally.

Women let’s rejoice in who we came from and who we are!

I should have put a few examples on here. I will add if you will. The floor is open. Lets run with it.

Monday, June 26, 2006

Computer HUH?

If you figure this out, you will have learned how to italicize your comments when you quote people. :-)

I still don’t know and I didn’t fix the other post.

I could replace the modem. I can scan stuff.
Jimminy I have two e-mails and do all the maintenance and install everything. I ain’t so dumb.

I just can’t put a picture in my profile nor figure out how to get yahoo from popping up on my kids and husband spaces. He can’t read e-mails from his so he goes to my what ever it's called.

I'm a child of the 60's we had rocks and stick and we liked it by golly.

The women’s rights movement help or hindrance?

I’m sure that most of us a fairly versed on the women’s rights movement during the sixties and seventies. Bra burnings and abortion issues.

I was going to write on abortion only that’s a hot and difficult issue. I’m not afraid of that issue I just don’t want to cloud what the topic is.

Some feel that the movement was a time for lesbian, abortion getting, men’s clothing wearing, men haters. The loud and abrasive get the media’s attention.

We had women like Billy Jean King who’s husband encouraged her to fight for women’s rights. If you have a daughter in sports you can thank her for her pioneer spirit in women’s sports. They still don’t get the recognition they deserve. They have come a long way baby.
The movement pulled us apart also. If you were a housewife you were considered oppressed by your family according to the woman’s libbers. If you were for equality you were against family values.

Why can’t we all get along?

I believe part of it was fear. Fear that our values would slip away, because they were. We saw a war up close and personal. We had body counts and a government we could no longer trust. Drugs, sex, and free spirit were everywhere. Women that were marching into the work place and demanding to be treated equally were afraid that they would lose ground by the homemakers. Women were fighting from both extreme sides.

Did we win or lose? Yes and no.

Our values have dropped we can’t change what happened in the last forty plus years. It dropped for several reasons. The war, the knowledge of what the government has done, drugs, sex, and the fight for equality.

I’d love to say that women have stopped fighting. You know that we haven’t. Are you a stay at home mom? Do you home school? You work? What about you children and family? Public schools aren’t you afraid?

We should, all men and women alike, help each other, respect those choices that we make, we should love each other. Many of the women in the Bible worked. Lydia had a very lucrative business selling purple fabric, she brought her family to Christ.

Where is Milly is this?

Well my mother asked me to keep my maiden name because she wished that she had kept hers, I chose not to. She respected my decision. She asked that I return to work after my son was born because she regretted not going back herself. She wanted her children to have independence. So I returned to work and for those who might think that’s awful. Well it’s darn hard. I cried on the way to work and on the way home. I left my baby with my mother a loving woman who blessed us every moment of our lives. I gave up working with autistic children after her death, then left my house cleaning business when I was eight months pregnant with my daughter. Too big to pick up anything and it took way too long. I was blessed to be a stay at home mommy for six years. For those who don’t know you are far from being a stay at home mom. PTA, MOPS, church, children needing to be here and there. I’m actually less busy at times now that I work outside the home.

My mother and I could speak about anything. She told me that she didn’t want house wife in her obituary, she felt that she was more then that. I made darn sure it wasn’t. Pretty progressive for a southern raised COC woman. :-)

Saturday, June 24, 2006


I work in a home improvement store so I have no idea what this means. I can't publish the next post until someone tells me what to do. Please computer friends help me

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I submit for you

Most of us agree that women are capable of doing all kinds of jobs and deserve to be treated equally. Women can have careers children and do it well. A healthy support group in a necessity. It takes a village to raise a child. If you and only you raised your children at what point did you allow the outside world in to their brains? I was raised by my parents, siblings, aunts, uncles, people from my fathers work place, neighbors, and yes, even teachers. You are shaped by those who come into you life. So in a way they raise you. I was exposed to lots of people, I do feel that I’m more open minded than others. I will understand if you are having trouble thinking that others raised your children with you or that others raised you. I have fond memories of a woman who took very good care of me where my father worked and she has fond memories also. She loves me and my children. She helped to shape me.

Women should submit to their husbands and the husbands should be kind in how that treat them.

As Larry said,

A Christian woman may submit to her husband, but if the husband takes advantage of the situation, is she suppose to just set quietly with folded-hands and acknowledge full submission regardless of the circumstances?

Maeghan said,

husbands are commanded to love their wives with an imperative, nothing less, agapate ... Now, that is even a stronger submission, don't you say?...when talking to men, he knows he would have to be hard on them.

The word submit doesn’t mean to be downtrodden and treat like dirt. Women came from God not man God created us. He used a piece of his rib, not foot, not head, not back, his side. To be at his side.

Women were also given a wonderful privilege we get to be mommy. If you’ve been blessed with having a baby grow in your body you know the pain is worth it. If you adopted your baby then you too are blessed with a wonderful gift from God. Being a women is an amazing adventure and I enjoy almost every part of it. I think that were blessed to have women like Abigail Adams, the women who were involved in the suffrage, and the women who worked so hard for the equal rights amendment many died wondering if we could ever be treated equally.

Andreia said,

Feminist: person who embraces the equality for women in political, economic and cultural sectors. A person that acknowledges women should have the ability to exercise their talents in these sectors in many different ways

Milly says,

Feminism is the act or practice of being a woman, what ever your definition is of you. Being true to your womanhood. If it means you’re a police officer, a firefighter, a lawyer, CEO of a company,or a stay at home mommy. Embracing the woman that you are because that’s who God made you to be.

Friday, June 23, 2006

Add on

I’ve added to the women's right to vote, a small bit of information.

Wednesday, June 21, 2006

Word to ya

What does the word SUBMIT mean to YOU?

— ORIGIN Latin submittere, from mittere ‘send, put’

This a cool place to look at words.

Why hasn’t Milly really brought God into this?

Andreia and Danny most likely have an idea of my COC beliefs. I have yet to really bring God into it because it’s not yet time for me to bring Him in. If you wonder about facts look, dig, seek for the answers so that you can find a definition of yourself. Yes, that’s a Millyism as I learn I grow into who I am who I will be and find out who I want to be.

Submit to me in a marriage is to allow for my husband to have leadership with me. It is to allow him to be a man in our home. I have seen homes where the woman is the strong force and the man is the weakest the children resent it and they choose mates unwisely. I’m his wife not his slave. He does house work as I do. We are in charge of the household equally. He is a strong presence in our home I don’t belittle him.

Tuesday, June 20, 2006

Heads up incoming

Women doing a "man's job"
I agree if I'm doing the job then I should do as well
I think it’s a bit too easy to say that women’s roles are to follow the man because it’s God’s plan.
Do a study on women in the Bible and you will find a very rich history of wonderful women. I knew that I would get a slam when I posted about feminism. I have not yet finished so those that have made judgement on me should hold it for the ending. I have been talking to co-workers both men and women, professionals, people of all ages about what feminism means. I have not yet finished because I feel that pointing out the Suffrage is important.

I will next move to the Equal Rights Movement. Now put your rocks down I have yet to post.

I do want to say this again, your opinion is wanted in a respectful way.

Monday, June 19, 2006

I'm adding to this so please keep reading

First woman to vote in America:

Unknown. Women property-owners were sometimes given and sometimes exercised the right to vote during colonial times.

She cast the vote for one of my relatives. Yes, I’m related to Lord Baltimore

In 1647, Margaret Brent of Maryland colony assumed her right to vote twice -- once for herself as a property owner and once for Cecil Calvert, Lord Baltimore, because he had given her a power of attorney. The governor denied her request.

1875 Minor v Happersett, 88 U.S. 162 (1875): The U.S. Supreme Court declares that despite the privileges and immunities clause, a state can prohibit a woman from voting. The court declares women as "persons," but holds that they constitute a "special category of _nonvoting_ citizens."

1900 By now, every state has passed legislation modeled after New York’s Married Women’s Property Act (1848), granting married women some control over their property and earnings.

The so called savages, Native Americans, naturally gave the women rights that the white man took away. Acoma in New Mexico is a matriarch, the women own the village.

The women in tribes owned the tepees.
A right we were granted between 1848-1900.

1777 All states pass laws which take away women’s right to vote

1839 The first state (Mississippi) grants women the right to hold property in their own name, with their husbands’ permission.

Yes we lost the right.

1776 Abigail Adams writes to her husband, John Adams, asking him to "remember the ladies" in the new code of laws. Adams replies the men will fight the "despotism of the petticoat."

1777 Women lose the right to vote in New York.

1780 Women lose the right to vote in Massachusetts.

1784 Women lose the right to vote in New Hampshire.

1787 US Constitutional Convention places voting qualifications in the hands of the states. Women in all states except New Jersey lose the right to vote.

1792 Mary Wollstonecraft publishes Vindication of the Rights of Women in England.

1807 Women lose the right to vote in New Jersey, the last state to revoke the right.

Sunday, June 18, 2006

More Questions

Here is a question for you. I am working on my post on feminist and feminism.

Please be honest and respectful in your answers.

I am surprised that the men haven’t chimed in.

I am adding more questions and yes they are for the men also.

Have you ever been sexually harassed in the work place?

Have you been paid less because of your gender?

What do these words mean to you?

Feminism and feminist

Friday, June 16, 2006


Tonight we decided to walk off dinner at a near by book store. It smelled so wonderful the aroma of chi tea with a half caff frappucino, mocha lite, double shot espresso with just a hint of book permeated our senses. I was almost run down by an eager six year old with mission in her mind to find the perfect book for tonight.

I followed her as she rushed back to the children’s section. My sister and I read several titles and checked out the newer Toot & Puddle. She read it to me. I was very happy to find a happy ending for them. I won’t spoil it for you. I love children’s books even more so at times then grown up books.

I took the time to walk the isles of the book store while the ladies took a potty break. So many books. Do we need so many books on how to be better people? How to use Word and your computer? We can learn to cook, dance, make taramassu, not be so macho, be more macho, house keeping, weeping, streaking, and beading. You can find books on Norma Desmond, Norma Ray, Ray Charles. They have the psychology of men, women, children, dogs, cats, and ducks. You can fix your mind, hair, home, garden, and the car. It can teach you how to parent, make sock monkeys, and waltz. It would be nice to know how to crochet, catch, and shop wisely. They have books on being in love, loved, and living in love while being in love. They have the classics new releases and book makers so you can keep your place. I pondered between drama and Shakespear It gives me goose bumps, and they have a book for that also. I stopped and looked at the play Our Town. Blessed Be The Ties That Bind plays in my head over the jazz that they pipe into the place. It lulls us into a peaceful state of well book buying and you can purchase it. I loved being Rebecca in Our Town. I stopped to remember the stage, then I moved onto the other titles. Maps of far away places, places I don’t actually want to visit. I passed the political section and will keep it to myself religion and politics are too hard to talk about. I love the poetry and art area. Michelangelo’s work can move me to tears. I love Robert Frost and so many others I love art and poetry. They have books on war and peace. They have War and Peace. They have New Age, witch craft, stage craft, and psychics, they knew I was coming. You can fix it, break it, take it, and know when to dump it. That book would most likely tell me to stop it, so I will.

What did I purchase? I was looking for a specific book and couldn’t find it. I guess I need a book on how to find the book I was looking for. :-}

Thursday, June 15, 2006


Last night my Little and I had much need snuggle time. She was in her papa’s T-shirt and squeaky clean from the shower. We settled in on the sofa and relaxed. It was past her bed time but we both need to connect in a soft loving way. She put her head in my lap and I scratched her back as we talked. I then escorted her up the stairs to tuck her in with hugs and kisses. I always encourage my children to talk to God when I leave. I feel it’s important that we spend personal time with Him and I want them to learn and be in the practice of being able to just talk to God.

When I lived in the woods, I found it so easy to have a conversation amongst the trees.The gully would be lined with dogwood flowers in the spring and the earth smelled incredible. It was amazing. My very favorite place was at the end of our property. Wild violets grew in this spot, a tree had fallen so I had a place to sit. I could hear the spring in the gully below the rustling of leaves as the wildlife foraged about for food and His voice softly whispering through the branches. In the Fall the reds, yellows, and browns painted the ceiling of the woods and the damp floor of the world smelled of Fall. At times you could smell the fait hint of leaves burning from a neighbor tending to their yard. An invasion of humans into the wild. A reminder that God brought the wild here before us. In the winter the world turned grey and white and life seemed so still and peaceful His voice so calm to me.

Some days I long for that kind of peace with Him as I rush about answering children and the phone. Making needed calls and following up on commitments. I’m up and at it so early some mornings I don’t even have the lay in bed and pray for my day time. I get home late some nights and shower then try to let go of the day. I am like most of us in a hurry to get nowhere.

Finding snuggle time with God. . . . Priceless.

Monday, June 12, 2006

High School

Who were you your senior year of high school?

I was class clown

Friday, June 09, 2006

I get it now God

I had written the post on Jezebel. I thought that I pushed save and it has disappeared. It’s been a difficult one (I've writen it three times now) because I don’t have anyone to relate it to. Even those who I get irritated by aren’t this evil.

There it was I had gone from Danny Kaye’s blog to the reality of the fact that I hadn’t a single soul to relate this woman to. Danny must think that I was having a break down, sorry. Milly’s brain at work. As I was thinking about Jezebel and people who have been exasperating to be around I realized they weren’t like her. She had no love for anyone except herself and Baal. They love and are loved.

Jezebel was beautiful, sin is beautiful it lures us into it folly then it turns ugly. It taste good to those who indulge in it. That’s why alcoholics keep reaching for the bottle. That Vodka Collins tasted great. The drugs feel good when it takes the pain away and sex is an amazing feeling when done well. The thing is the what those things produce is ugly hangovers, car accidents that kill, a body that falls apart, discarded children, broken lives, and marriages. The product of sin is ugly. Her sin was monumental, when your name is in Revelations for your sin, you’ve sinned beyond repair. I say this because she didn’t want repair That’s not the intention of those who turn against the people in their church. They feel what they say and do is right. Now I do believe that some want to see the destruction of my church because they have said it. But to be evil like Jezebel, no.

Jezebel’s sins against mankind and God left her as an example in Revelations.

Revelations 2:18
These are the words of the Son of God, whose eyes are like blazing fire and whose feet are like burnished bronze. 19 I know your deeds, your love and faith, your service and perseverance, and that you are now doing more than you did at first.

Nevertheless, I have this against you: You tolerate that woman Jezebel, who calls herself a prophet. By her teaching she misleads my servants into sexual immorality and the eating of food sacrificed to idols. 21 I have given her time to repent of her immorality, but she is unwilling. 22 So I will cast her on a bed of suffering, and I will make those who commit adultery with her suffer intensely, unless they repent of her ways. 23 I will strike her children dead. Then all the churches will know that I am he who searches hearts and minds, and I will repay each of you according to your deeds. 24 Now I say to the rest of you in Thyatira, to you who do not hold to her teaching and have not learned Satan's so-called deep secrets, 'I will not impose any other burden on you, 25 except to hold on to what you have until I come.'

Her deeds got her killed in a horrible way.

2 Kings 9:31
31 As Jehu entered the gate, she asked, "Have you come in peace, you Zimri, you murderer of your master?"

32 He looked up at the window and called out, "Who is on my side? Who?" Two or three eunuchs looked down at him. 33 "Throw her down!" Jehu said. So they threw her down, and some of her blood spattered the wall and the horses as they trampled her underfoot.
34 Jehu went in and ate and drank. "Take care of that cursed woman," he said, "and bury her, for she was a king's daughter." 35 But when they went out to bury her, they found nothing except her skull, her feet and her hands. 36 They went back and told Jehu, who said, "This is the word of the LORD that he spoke through his servant Elijah the Tishbite: On the plot of ground at Jezreel dogs will devour Jezebel's flesh. 37 Jezebel's body will be like dung on the ground in the plot at Jezreel, so that no one will be able to say, 'This is Jezebel.' "

So in writing this I have learned a lot about how I should look at the good in those around me. God has forgiven us. I have forgiven them.

Wednesday, June 07, 2006

Top Of The Mountain

I’ve dusted myself off and reclaimed the mountain, yesterday I hit the summit. I cried then cleaned house. I felt better to see the protective layer of dust gone from my family room and kitchen. I haven’t cooked much in the last two weeks.

Today I reached the top stretched out my arms and drew in a breath of life. It felt great. The burdens are lifted and I am free.

I received encouraging and thoughtful words from a brother in Christ. Thank you.

Today was the day my friends body was put to rest. I worked and in God’s usual form He gave me bright moments. I received a good evaluation at work and was told I was recommended for hire. I’m still a temp. I listened to my son as he watched a science program explain how God created everything in His time. My daughter drew a picture of the world for me. When she brought it in I said "Do you know what I need?" She said "For me to move away from you." (She was sitting very close) "No" "To get dressed for church" "Yes but that isn’t it" "I just don’t know then" "I need a hug from you" Her eyes lit up and I received lots of hugs and kisses. She then showed me her new swim stroke. I can’t wait to see her in action. She’s very athletic I wish I had all the time in the world to feed her hunger for sports. I thought about how cool it would be to live on a large piece of land with people who would support each other in these things. Like someone who plays tennis teaches tennis and gardeners working with the kids and then I realized it was a commune and or a compound and well you know. . . .Milly jokes.

As for the things of the past I cannot change them I can only pray that they can be healed.

I was alone for a while at church working on something then a friend joined me we began to talk about death and she told me this amazing story. Someone she knew was with a relative when he passed. He described what he was seeing as he died it was so comforting to hear that there was a hand waiting to take him. My friend received a nice write up in her home town paper. She was so amazing. I thought about mom and her together. Her telling mom about our last visit how she loved watching my daughter sit in the yard waiting for the cats to come to her, the delight when they did. She’d tell about eating at a favorite restaurant all of us telling stories and laughing. I could hear her very distinctive voice. I could see my mother put her hand on her face and welcome her home. The laughter in Heaven has been raised to a new level now.

I tucked my little in bed and said "Goodnight Pudding Pop" She said "Goodnight Momma Stuff" I got my air kiss from the about to be a teen. He’s claiming it.

All is right tonight. God is in the House!

Monday, June 05, 2006

Thank You GOD

Amongst the rush of the morning at work a cool thing happened. I’ve been trying not to focus on the loss of a friend and the fact that I can’t go to the funeral. I was processing a check, not actually paying much attention to the man. We spoke about banks and churches being everywhere around here. He said "We need a revival" I then smiled (Thank you God for that) I told him that I think that God has a plan of Unity. Not the "We are ALL going to agree" God knows us better than that. I believe He’s saving that one for His perfect place. I think that he is working on a Unity plan of His own for earth. I t may not be in my life time but I believe it is on the move. The man agreed with me and said "Keep witnessing sister" How cool for someone to say it to a COC gal.

Thank you God for that!

Arrivederci Friend

I receive a call right before I was to clock in at work Sunday afternoon. The fact is that as we get older people die. The news that our dear friend was dead shocked me. My mother and her were friends from, I believe high school, could be earlier.

To describe this lovely person in a few words seems impossible.

She knew hospitality. You were welcomed in to her home and instantly excepted. A friend doesn’t just love you she loves your husband, children, and grand children. She is delighted at your every achievement and brags about you to others.

She wasn’t just smart she was brilliant. The was nothing she couldn’t do if she set her mind to it. She decided to become a DJ then began working for the sheriff’s department, these were in her later years. Her husband has the same gumption he can fix any car. They tiled the living room floor because fixing the engines in the living room stained the carpet.

She was fun and interesting. I will always remember her way of enjoying life.

They could have easily lived different life style they chose to be happy in a small house in a small town. With lots of stray cats to love.

Comfort is knowing that she’s with mom and our Lord now.

I pray for peace for her husband and daughter.

Thursday, June 01, 2006


Lydia is contrast for the one that is about to come.

She is like the other women from my women’s class, she seemed to bring them to God. I was blessed with a man who knew God, he believed, he just didn’t attend with me. Many of the women in my class were alone in how they felt. It doesn’t say if she attended Sabbath alone. I’ve heard that she led her family to God. I doesn’t tell me that her husband had been disillusioned by how the church was run or if someone had said he would go to hell for his dragging main when he was a teenager, therefore, he wouldn’t step foot in a church for anything less than a funeral or a wedding like some had said.

Some believe that she was a woman of wealth and could easily except guest into her home. I don’t think it matters if she could afford it or not she was the kind of woman who gave hospitality. Hospitality was important during that time. We’ve lost that through the years. We are distrustful of strangers. Would I, in now a days time, be setting up for Sabbath by the river and listen to Paul’s message? Would I turn my ears away? I’m skeptical these days we have so many television ministers ready to heal us for a dollar. So many false teachings. I suppose they too had false teachings, a profit for profit. In a city where a huge amount of wealth has been made by a family promising healing and the promise of a better way I’m skeptical.

The great thing about this little story is that Lydia is mentioned by name for her life’s work, bringing her family to God. It’s a small peak into a woman’s life. It gives us strength when we are the ones who hold fast to our beliefs and pray for our family to join us. It gave me an example of how God can work in our lives and hearts. I was asked when attending the class for a visit when my husband wasn’t able to be in church, (I wanted to visit my gals) how I did it. My response was this "I didn’t do it, God did. You see it was in His time not mine."

Acts 16:13-15 TNIV

13 On the Sabbath we went outside the city gate to the river, where we expected to find a place of prayer. We sat down and began to speak to the women who had gathered there. 14 One of those listening was a woman from the city of Thyatira named Lydia, a dealer in purple cloth. She was a worshiper of God. The Lord opened her heart to respond to Paul's message. 15 When she and the members of her household were baptized, she invited us to her home. "If you consider me a believer in the Lord," she said, "come and stay at my house." And she persuaded us.