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This is a sticky subject. And one I don’t relish. Someone by the name of Brittany, in the “right to die” state of Oregon, ended her life yesterday and got plenty of press leading up to it, as well as headlines today. I think this is horrible. On many levels. 1) Suicide is taking the place of God’s sovereignty in life. Those who know me best, know that I’m preaching to myself as much as anyone else. I have struggled with depression and thoughts of suicide since I was a teen. Jesus is my Rock, and I have to constantly remind myself of that. The fact that *I* am not in charge. He has chosen the day of my birth, and has the right to choose the day of my death as well. I owe all to Him, and nothing I could go through on this earth could compare to what He did for me in His death and resurrection. 2) We have romanticized and glorified suicide. Foreign countries with euthanasia laws, as well as states here in the US, have popularized the “right” and even the “duty” to die with ...

What I’m about to say/post goes against the politically correct thought of the day. Every woman is beautiful. And to that I say … hogwash! When God created the heavens and the earth, he declared them “good” and they were good. As Christians, we believe that sin entered the world shortly thereafter, causing all sorts of havoc and destruction, including the destruction of life itself. First, man (I use that term in the generic sense) died spiritually, followed by physical death. And thus our need for a Savior. But somewhere along the line, well-meaning Christians have bought into the lie that things are still “perfect” or that we should accept the ugly as beautiful. Wait a second! It started out beautiful … but it went downhill from there. Built into every one of us is the innate discernment of beauty. It is what causes us to sigh at a beautiful sunrise or sunset. But, please, don’t be disingenuous and call every woman “beautiful.” I’m sorry (no, I’m not), but it just plain i...