Merry Christmas

Family (of Satan) Christian Bookstore

I am in a ranting mood, I'll confess. I love the holidays and don't mean to pee in anyone's cereal but there are some cereals worth peeing on.

The other day Lauren and I went to the Family Christian Store. There displayed prominently in the front display was a book by my favorite creepy buddy Joel Olsteen. Well, praise God there's a copy of his book so easily accessible for the masses of Christ followers during the holidays and those who don't know Christ, because this book will surely tell you the truth about picking up your cross daily and all about the good times of dying to self!

I should have left immediately, but Lauren had a gift certificate she got and was going to use it. As I wandered the store, I saw books by authors I knew were short of being labeled snake handlers. Okay, I exaggerate. But seriously, I was sick to my stomach by the amount of material there I knew was not Biblically sound. I wasn't just sick that this "Christian" store sold the stuff, I was sick because I knew there were many who would read this stuff and not know that God's Word says differently.

Wow, I'm just so super spiritual and a walking vat of truth and Biblical knowledge now aren't I? That's not what I mean when I rant. I am not smart really. And not special as a student in God's Word. I am special in other ways though, but I digress. My point is this, it breaks my heart that there is a watered down heretical amount of content being sold in what we take for granted as "Christian" bookstore. Must we always check under every rock? Must we always be testing all things against Scripture? Must we not assume when you say Christian you mean one thing versus another?

The answer is yes. And its exhausting. Heading over to the Lifeway Christian Bookstore now..... at least they don't carry any Joel Olsteen.

Barbie and Bratz Dolls: Sluts R Us

Call me a middle-aged crotchety old woman, but is it me or all the "popular" dolls out there 1 step away from looking like porn stars?

Lauren is pass the age of requesting dolls (thank God) and I was shopping for 2 younger girls who had either wanted Barbie or Bratz dolls on their list. How hard could this be? Let's see......when I went to the Walmart, all that was available was white Barbie. Where was black Barbie? WHERE was my colored sista BLACK Barbie? I guess she was sold out. There was no Fresh Off the Boat Asian Barbie either. White Barbie only. Tiger would be in heaven. Ughhh. Well, my little black girl was getting herself a white Barbie and I hated that.

Okay, one present down, on to Bratz doll. Hmmm. Why no request for My Little Ponies or Care Bears? Bratz.... Bratz.....OH, there! What the ...?!

Bratz doll choice 1: Blonde barbie-esque mother drove her to beauty pagents from embryo look
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Bratz doll choice 2: Sista from the hood "Dance Crew" model who was showing her mid-drif and if you saw her in real life you would not be thinking Santa when you said "Ho, ho, ho!"

I am sorry, but do parents REALLY buy these gifts for their daughters? I am by no means original in my thinking about the plight of our culture, the connection of mass marketing raising pre-teens into the horrific generation of hoochies that wear skirts the length of belts which would be considered their church outfits, by the way. "Hey, be a Dad and tell your daughter to put some clothes on! . . . . Oh, and stop buying your brat Bratz!"

But I am a hypocrite. I bought the Bratz doll I admit. I was horrified but in the frenzy of getting shopping done, my moral compass was not working as it should. The gift is wrapped and given and should I see the young girl in church bearing her mid-driff, I will know I contributed to the deliquent. Sigh.