Kids-ROCK.net

Posted by jen | Posted in Church | Posted on 22-01-2008

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It is finally here!!! I can’t believe the website is finally finished. I love being able to strike something off my task list an this is a huge one for me. With the help of Carolyn and Bryan I have been able to accomplish this. I am being stretched beyond my wildest dreams.

My sister had a Stretch Armstrong doll when we were kids. She used to stand holding one arm and I would hold the leg and we would keep stepping as far apart as we could to keep stretching him. We loved to see him get really thin. Sometimes I feel like that Stretch Armstrong doll being stretched creatively.

I am so glad I am surrounded by creatives who know what they are doing who can help me.

So check out www.Kids-rock.net

Martin Luther King, Jr.

Posted by jen | Posted in Family | Posted on 22-01-2008

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“Guess what, Mom? Monday, we get out of school for King Luther Day.” That is what I said running in the house after coming home from a day in the first grade. My Mom asked me who King Luther was and I wasn’t sure, but we were out for his birthday.

At the time, my family was living in Mason, Ohio a small farming community 30 minutes north of Cincinnati. My Dad commuted into the city every day as a chemical engineer, and  we drove once a week to attend a traditional church.

My mother decided I should know who Martin Luther King, Jr was, what he had done for us and how he had changed history. She told me all about him from her perspective and then she read to me from the encyclopedia.

My interest in MLK grew over the years and I read “I Have a Dream” as a sophomore in a private high school and wrote a paper about him. MLK’s devotion to God is missed in most of the memorials to him. He knew God’s word and wanted it to be applied equally to all men.

I have never experienced being the object of racism, but it hurts my heart to see that it still exists. I don’t pretend to know what it is like to be overlooked for a promotion or for someone to not do business with me because of the color of my skin. This is not the 1960′s when the Civil Rights Movement was in full swing, and many things have changed. May we continue to change and move forward.