The Broughton Home

Christians have been fighting a frustrating battle of tolerance and acceptance. Watching every "deadly sin" become acceptable while being ostracized for our stance. It became apparent to me that we have forgotten one very important thing. Possibly the MOST important thing. We will NEVER gain acceptance OR tolerance from this world. This world belongs to sin, and sin loves the dark. Darkness abhors the light, and when you have Jesus in your heart and life, the darkness will run from you; spitting vile all the way. In order to gain acceptance, you will be required to make compromises; they'll never satisfy; and then the world will throw them in your face, claiming you aren't true to your God, and you lack integrity. The fact is, the world CAN'T accept us. It's against the world's nature.. and to expect the same love and forgiveness from the world is ludicrous. Our TRUE acceptance doesn't come from other imperfect beings.. it comes from the one true God, ...

This week has marked 10 years of victory for me. As most days, it came and went with little to no notice, except by me. I had braced myself for my morbid anniversary, aware that 10 years is quite a milestone and ready for a possible emotional day. Alas, it passed like every day in the last 9-9.5 years... uneventful. My mind was on that day, though. The day I was attacked and I became a victim and a statistic. That same day I also became a victor. I didn't shrink back in fear and shame. I pulled back the violent shroud from this event and did all I could to ensure my attacker was caught and incarcerated. While I had healing to do, and the scar may fade a bit, it's ever present in my mind. I take a little comfort in knowing that I don't look or act the part of the victim, but that takes work still. I give all the credit of my victory to God. He was with me, comforting my soul while my body was victimized. In that way, I was able to keep my "self" in check. My soul, ...

Every Father's Day I have wanted to write something about my Dad. I've never known a more loving, affectionate man. My father is the epitome of human fatherhood! At least in my eyes. It's easy to have these thoughts and convictions when you have a father who does his best to consider your future when disciplining you in your youth. Or when your heart is breaking, he lets you get it out, and then comforts you. All these were cementing my view of my father, but nothing like when I became an adult. When most other fathers would just let their adult children learn from their biggest mistakes, my Dad drove 8 hours to make sure I KNEW it was wrong and to appeal to my heart to change. When that change was coming to fruition, I bet only my dad would cry and blame it on allergies. When I got into a hard situation, one I could not help, my dad would make that 8 hour trip again to hold me. Even though he probably didn't want too, my dad let me leave his safe nest again. Whe...

Sweet friends and family! I found that there were many people who should have gotten a letter, and didn't. So, instead of scouring for addresses and more cards and more stamps... I'm going to post it here. :) Hope you like it! Christmas 2010 My dearest friends and family… I had a letter all written up and ready to print. Then I read it, and read it again. It was VERY depressing. Even though this year was especially difficult, I should be able to find something joyful and charming to share with you… right?! Right. So, instead of running you all through my year of gloom and doom, I’ll share the bright spots. Love. My family has enjoyed much love this year. Jon and I celebrated our 6th wedding anniversary, and in a month, our 7th. I was privileged to meet my little nephew Benjamin this year. Now THAT is love. He’s amazing, and very funny! My family also had the opportunity to welcome a new uncle when my Aunt married a wonderful man! Love abundant! Joy. ...

Hello friends! I decided I would throw a quick blog up before life gets really crazy again. You know... holidays! In the past month or two, I've had more "life experience" than I would ever like in such a short time frame! We've celebrated 3 birthdays, said goodbye to Great Grandma Luree, and also put our puppy, Peanut, down. Life and death, all in the same couple months. Either way, I don't really sense a slow down in the pace right now. Thanksgiving is stealthily creeping up on us, and I'm sure it'll catch me off guard, even though I can see it coming. After Thanksgiving we'll have to scrape a Christmas pile together... even if it's small, we always feel like winners. :) While I'm throwing food around my kitchen and wishing for a cleaning fairy, the girls are growing faster than ever. Talking more and more like girls instead of babies. Adin is learning cursive, and Kera will be reading before the end of Preschool. Miya knows how to...

Another horrific ad from environmentalists. Life is no longer more important than the environment... When will people stop putting our children on the rope, or at the end of the button?! Enough is enough.

In the UK, environmentalists have put out a few commercials. They're meant to "encourage" people to reduce their footprint by 10% this year, and 10% next year... the 10:10 campaign. Now, I'm all for people doing what they can and want to lessen lofty electricity bills, or to improve their own environment. I don't really think about it as much and that's my prerogative. Does that mean someone has the right to blow me up? I know, it sounds like a really dumb question... but that's what the activists think. I've always asked, where is the line? The line that separates the importance of human life, and the importance of nature. When would nature be more important to preserve over human life? Did God not create nature for human enjoyment? Did God not create humans in his own image? Why then, would his precious creation start to kill off each other in order to save the earth? Do they know what God has in store for this planet? I think if they did...