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"Work on the book, work on the book." That thought pestered me for my whole Christmas vacation. "Across the Centuries," a 7th grade social studies book which maligns Christianity and embraces Islam had recently gotten my attention. Not that I had time for it. I am a single mom 340 days a year. My sons spend precious little time with their dad.  Even tho I LOVE having my kids so much, a whole week off from child-care or my own was to be a much needed vacation of silence and freedom. HA! "Work on the book, work on the book." "But GOD! (whiney voice) What about that Christmas party? It would be rude not to go." The reply was consistent, "Work on the book."

I'm a slow reader. The textbook was HUGE. I had expected to find a plethora of religions trying to subtly draw my children in equally. It shocked me how much Islam was promoted. Even before Islam came on the scene, the textbook was sure to imply that as the brutalizing Christians were persecuting everybody, the Muslims were left out only because they were not in existence yet. (page 43). It seems Islam is the cornerstone of time to the textbook.

As I flipped around, obvious affronts leapt off the page everywhere. I noted them and dug in my heels thinking if I tried I would find even more. But just about everything I was to find, I found at first glance. Even two small sentences in obscure places like page 319. I know who was directing my hand. Only God could show me so much in such a short time.

"Work on the book, work on the book." Oh I was so sick of that book! It angered me as I found bias upon bias. I wanted to sue everybody. I wanted to load up on ammunition and start blasting, and God was giving me plenty of ammo. But before I was finished, God dealt with my attitude. Oh praise Him for His chastising! He reminded me that these people, the teachers, the school board, the book authors, the State, no one is my enemy. Jesus DIED for these very people! He said, "LOVE them, I DIED for them!" Oh that was hard. He made me realize that some of these school board members were why He had left the 99 in search of the one. "But, Go-o-o-O-O-O-o-o-o-d!" Ever try to, "but, GOD!" to God? Doesn't work.

Emotional roller-coasters. I hate 'em. When God stretches me to go beyond myself and see through His eyes, ouch! And my flesh (ego) just wants to belt away in defense of my kids with everything I've got. God says gently and expectantly, "I died for them." Oh sweet Jesus. Power under control.

So within days, as Christlike as I could, I pursued media attention, finally found Pacific Justice Institute, the only Christian legal organization that would talk to me. I was beginning to make noise. Within a day or two, Tim Timmons (total stranger) of http://www.timtimmons.com, invited me to a luncheon focusing on combating terrorism. Tim claimed it would have media attention, but I had no idea what he meant, how to dress, how big it was to be or what was expected of me. It was more than four hours away and I had no clue why I should go, but I knew I had to go.

When I arrived, I was blown away. 170 people all dressed up and polished from a world I did not know. Politicians, various religious representatives, school representatives, the media. It had been years since I'd seen a valet! Praise God my van wasn't overflowing in toys and graham cracker crumbs like it usually is.

Inside, I felt out of place. Without a clue of how to relate to these people, I thought to myself, "I'll just go hide in the corner and read my Bible." Then that familiar voice of late said, "Jen, get up and go talk to these people." "Yes Sir" was my familiar reply.

I walked into a large room full of people already deeply involved in conversations, except for one man who stood alone looking out the window. So I boldly walked up to him (where did that come from?), introduced myself and started to talk, only to be interrupted by people who seemed to be obsessing about his well being. I thought, "Who is this guy?" I later found out it was only Mark Ellis of ASSIST news. Now how did I happen to find a major news contact out of a room of 170+ people within about two minutes? (dramatic glance upward). I only had enough time before we went to our assigned tables to hand him my 10 pages of "Objections to 'Across the Centuries.' "

It was at this luncheon when the news of Byron county broke, a lawsuit had been filed against the school district because children were told to "wear robes, take Islamic names, recite the Quran, play Jihad and pray to Allah." Suddenly news media everywhere wanted to know what our kids were learning. The news media got a hold of the Byron story and it was big, but what was it? I felt like I tentatively waved my freshly finished 10 pages of objections and VROOOOOM, it was emailed, posted and read live on radio all over the nation. I did not know it as I wrote it that in order for it to be legally reproduced with the quotes from the book, the quotes had to be short clips. Amazing how I felt a need to comment after every quote, breaking them up into small sections. I did not know what was legal, but God knew (dancing praise).

My friend John called me from the Sacramento area, told me he had emailed my objections document to Eric Hogue of KTKZ radio. John let me listen over the phone as Eric read it, continuously explaining to the audience that it was the first time he'd ever seen it as well, and his reactions were live. Oh I praise God for His timing, for John, for the people and for media who would CARE. There was no way I could have stirred up all this, it was all God's timing. That was why I felt the urgency to finish the "Objections." All the prayers and tears that were shed by so many moms over the last 11 years as their sons and daughters had to read this hideous textbook, God heard them, yes, He heard them. He did not forget us. Even still it might not end up the way we hope, for God said times would get dark, but ultimately it will. For now it is enough to know that every tear that we moms shed, God knows. We must be patient.

Meanwhile, for a couple of weeks I had so many phone interviews that I wore out two telephone batteries and my message machine. Friends were calling as well telling me they heard me quoted all over the nation. I have a stack of newspapers that I've been told have articles about it but there has been no time to read them. I consider that a good thing because I don't want to get distracted with the hoopla. I need to hear from Him and Him alone, many times during all this.

I was surprisingly nervous when I first started talking with the media, until Fox news called and wanted to send a camera crew up. The split second they made a definite time, an incredible peace came over me and I was confident that God would be with me. Pastors and friends coached me about being politically correct, how to express myself so as not to look like a religious fanatic, what to say so the world (nonbelievers) could understand me. They all made sense and I was at peace so I thought, "No problem. God's got me covered." Oh, He had me covered all right, He had a big lesson for me.

I felt fairly at ease with William La Jeunesse, considering how shy I am in a crowd or on stage. I can't tell a story to save my life. But Mr. La Jeunesse was a very nice man. I began to relate on film what I thought, as best I could so that the world could understand me. I focused on seeing myself through the world's eyes, tried to imagine the way society related, tried to get on that level, and I fell flat on my face! I said things I didn't mean and laughed about things that were opposite Christ. After Fox news left, I contacted my prayer chain right away, confessed my concerns and we prayed my mistakes would not be highlighted. Oh thank God they weren't.

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