The day Blog died.

The day blog died

Well, Wayne and I have decided to make some serious changes in our internet usage, since it appears that Satan really can use just about anything to get at people, and while persecution is fun and all and we can't believe Christ counts us worthy, um, we don't want to invite it, you know?

A social worker has just left our home. She appeared on our doorstep, summoned there by some irked poster in Ravelry who thought it would be cute to play at attempting to destroy families who love each other with all they've got. The social worker was incredibly kind and understanding. I was blessed by the fact that she praised our "consistent parenting skills." And she went on her way after (of course, I don't blame her, this is her job) but violating the privacy of our home by checking our child for bruises and marks, looking at where they sleep, etc. Praise God He is our deliverer in times of trouble, and that by obeying Him and being honest, the good can prevail. But what a nerve wracking hour!!

Needless to say, as she held in her lap a huge pack of printed copy from my blog with things circled and highlighted, I realized that though I'd love to be the mouthpiece for biblical living to the myspace world, it comes with a price. From this day on, I will not be posting about my family. But I refuse to stop. No one will scare me from living for Christ... and I will do it no matter the cost.

Wayne and I have agreed that I am not to post anymore in ravelry forums either. The world is hard enough without having to worry about this kind of garbage. Please pray that this ordeal would somehow bring the person who did this to Jesus. Please pray for us and the kids.