Raising William Wallace in a Justin Bieber World

This post is not only going to age me, but it is also going to define me as the "crazy-mom-lady"
who probably needs to get with the program. Or not. To say that I am concerned about the
ever-increasing God-less behavior that is being reported, complete with graphic details on how to
twerk Robin Thicke or deliver some catchy rhymes all about "the right-wing conservatives think it's
a decision // and you can be cured with some treatment and religion // man-made, rewiring of a
pre-disposition // playing God", is an understatement. A war cry from the enemy.
And what do the people do?

They cry, cheer, stand, applaud, record, write, publish - SHARE the news and raise hell for
those "right wing conservatives", or anyone else for that matter, who hasn't gotten on board
the sinking ship of relativism. They act like brainwashing tastes good.

As a Catholic-Christian living in the 21st century, I feel more pushed and cornered than
ever before to nod my head, smile, embrace, and pretend like everyone and their "lifestyles"
and choices are ok. The flippancy with which the general public treats what once was labeled "sin"
is disturbing. But what sin is to me is not sin to you, and my God is not your God - even if He does
happen to exist - so you're ok and I'm ok. And I am obviously blinded and/or misled by righteous,
religious leaders who see me as Jesus' little lamb - weak, docile, voiceless, freak.

I assure you, if that's what you think I am, you are the blinded one.

Now that we are raising kids in this Justin Bieber world - a world full of seemingly non-affirmed
children pretending to be grown-ups, promoting childish behavior, glamorizing everything from sexual
promiscuity to drug abuse, stepping away from God and morals in general like it's the cool thing to do -
I am thinking twice about what I want my kids exposed to.


People laugh when men and father-figures are portrayed as stupid, ignorant, checked out -
remote control loving and thriving from the recliner. Some sterilized, withdrawn, most likely
depressed with an "I don't care" attitude - feminized, voiceless... I for one want to hear them
ROAR.

People love it when women "own their bodies" - free, radiant, liberated by throwing toxic hormones
(FACT: contraception is a class 1 carcinogen) at themselves every month or by getting in line at the local abortion clinic, playing it classy or raunchy, whatever they prefer, in the name of "women's rights."

People are thrilled that their children are being sexually educated earlier than ever before -
freeing them from the prudish, puritan beliefs of their forefathers. "Save sex for marriage!"
was for your grandma, gosh darn it. Normal, healthy, acceptable. P R O P A G A N D A.

A society that blatantly supports the break down of men, women, and children -
applauding the lack of formation, the quest for eternal childhood, and destruction of
the conscience, all things holy and pure - thus resulting in the ultimate breakdown of the family.

Mainstream society is rooting for ya. Drinks all around.

Now, as disappointing as this may be to you, we will not be moving underground.
I will not be wearing jean jumpers and my husband isn't going to be the leader of our "home Church".

Where is William Wallace when you need him?! I demand to know where the warriors have gone.
Can you imagine the look on Braveheart's face if we handed him an army of Justin Biebers and
One Direction-ers?!?! The only thing most modernists are interested in doing is painting their
faces blue and getting stone drunk at the next big game. Am I the only one concerned?

Where are the great poets, thinkers, inventors, fighters, preachers, saints, and lovers today?
I can tell you this, I'm raising them. And I hope you are too. I hope you are seeing the reality
of our culture for what it is and not settling for the cliche, "times have changed."

Hide your children and your wives?! No, PREPARE your children, your wives, and husbands too.
When the war cry of the enemy is heard, please oh please let there be enough brave hearts to
retaliate with thunderous majesty: "FREEEEDOM!"

I encourage you take a step back and really think about the current situation.
This may be a hard one, but...

TEAM WILLIAM WALLACE or TEAM JUSTIN BIEBER?

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My point exactly.