Opinions…thoughts from the blackberry patch…

Today (as most days but it seems a lot more lately) social media is flooded with thoughts, opinions, lessons, and open letters (what IS an Open Letter anyway?) on all the controversial issues…gender, flags, marriage…and all kinda of “stuff”.  This stay at home mama stepped outside to pick blackberries while the kids were watching Thomas the Train (or at least thats what I HOPED they were doing).  As I was alone with my thoughts…no one demanding food or other random things…silence other than buzzing insects..I formed my own opinions on all these issues.

However…my opinion on these really isnt relevant…some sides of some of these issues I adamantly disagree with and dislike.  Some of the opinions I read and some things make me down right sad at times.  However, I love Jesus.  I know He loves everybody.  I know I’m not perfect (I know its hard to believe).  Having a blog and a Facebook account do not  make me smarter than anyone else.  What others do actually has very little impact on what I do and how I live.

I love people.  The world has some beautiful people in it.  And know what..a lot of those people and I really disagree on a lot of things..but I still kinda like some of them.  My thoughts are…I’ll be friends with you unless you are mean to me…and even then sometimes Im a sucker.  We try to teach our kids to be nice.  But we are really ugly sometimes.  We think we can hide behind our selfies and say whatever we want.  What does that teach our children?  Are we nice?  Disagreeing doesnt and shouldnt mean hating.  Its really sad that on both sides of issues thats what we think…you disagree with my choices?  You must HATE me?  Jesus hung out with all kinds of people.  Some people society detested…

Ok..so if you came here to see what I had to say on it all and how I felt about topics..you came to the wrong place.  Sure I am passionate about my opinions, I kinda love a good debate at times.  But I’ll save that for closed groups where I know we all will still be friends in the end.  Or with my husband…man we can talk for hours on topics…and its great because we usually agree and he tells me I’m pretty.

Agree to disagree…be nice.  And like my oldest says “Get off electronics and enjoy nature…too much electronics is not good for you.”  Too much Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, and all those other things are awesome tools..they make the world smaller in a good way.  I mean how else would you all know what an awesome mom I am…there are so many pictures of my kids with the toys and laundry piles shoved out of the shot…smiling faces threatened with bodily harm and the magic of a digital camera to get “just one happy picture for mommy!”

Now…I’m off to make blackberry jam and frost the 23 cupcakes for a family reunion tomorrow (they were not just watching Thomas the Train).

Blackberry Jelly

There is a segment on PBS Kids where Ms. Rosa take the kids to a grocery store, they ask “where does all this food come from?”  The segment continues with the stocker showing them that it “comes from the back room”.  That makes me sad…maybe in a small sense it does..but food comes from a farm, a plant in the ground, or an animal, from God’s resources.  Food isn’t a complex out of reach item you have to go buy from a big concrete store.  I am a afraid we are raising a generation of kid who have no idea where food comes from!  As parents, grandparents, caretakers we need to teach kids…I dont think we all have to have a huge garden and can everything…but visit a farmers market, go to a pick your own orchard, grow a tomato or squash plant.    Learn, have fun….

This week we picked blackberries from our own patch and Isaac was big enough to help make jelly.  I did the super hot parts (filling jars and water bathing them).  Look for his very own jars at the fair!

My boys know that blackberries start out as white blooms on the thorny bushes, then grow into green, then pink, then black berries.  They then learned you wash ’em, cook ’em, mush ’em, strain ’em, and add a lot of sugar…and you get jelly.  Its really quite simple…and not much  beats a toast with still warm jelly from berries that had dew on them a few hours before.  Only thing better would have been homemade bread and homemade butter…but thats a post for another day..I AM a mom of 3 boys afterall… 🙂


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