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Maybe an "angst" post
Classy? You bet. (Not)
This is on the rear window of the car my daughter’s boyfriend bought for my daughter. We suggested goo-gone.
In the end (no pun intended) I think she finds the message to her liking.
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The conversation went something like this….
We’ve been giving Daughter #2 rides to/from church Wednesdays and Sundays so that she can babysit (paid position). This generally requires us to take 2 vehicles (the SUV and the “little car” – not my mustang because no way is the car-seat working in the back seat).
Today on the way from church to her home, Precious G-son dropped his juice bottle. It landed on the floor (backseat) amidst the empty and half-empty water bottles.
D#2: “You and dad have are bad about collecting half-empty water bottles.”
Me: “Why do you say that?”
D#2: “Because the truck and car always have a bunch of half-empty water bottles.”
Me: “So why are you assuming I’m a contributor? Have you checked the mustang for half-empty water bottles?”
D#2: “Well, I notice there are always half-empty water bottles around the house, too.”
{Side note – last week she asked me about my relaxation practices because she claimed I never relax. She cited my doing e-mail while watching TV as an example. The computer and TV are in different rooms. I mention this because, while we DO have a lot of empty and half-empty water bottles in the car, we do NOT have “a bunch of half-empty bottles” around the house.}
Me: “So why are you assuming I’m a contributor? Your logic is flawed. I’m not saying whether or not I *am* a contributor, just that you’re leaping from an observation to a conclusion.”
D#2: “Oh, I see. I guess it would be like my accusing my husband of leaving his dirty dishes laying around, even though some of the dirty dishes are mine.”
Me: “Actually, it would be more like my coming over to your apartment and saying ‘You have a bad habit of leaving your dirty dishes laying around’ even though there are 3 of you living there. My comment might be based on the observation that you’re the only person I ever see there and therefore I’d incorrectly assume that you’re the person leaving the dirty dishes laying around. You are a very logical person so I’m trying to help you see the fallacy in your conclusion.”
D#2: “Oh, I see. Well, it was just an observation.”
Me: “Well, your observation sounded a lot like a criticism.”
D#2: “Are you okay?”
Me: “Yes, I’m just wondering if you realize how you come across sometimes.”
I’m not sure if I’m okay or not. I’m not sure if my feedback was loving or harsh. Maybe I was just being defensive. Personally, I don’t think the collection of 6-7 bottles in the back of the car is any of D#2’s business, especially since we’re going out of our way to ferry her to and from church twice a week.
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Then Sings My Soul: "I’m Letting Go" by Francesca Battistelli
This process has been going on for weeks. You can read recent posts here or on my other blog and know that I’m struggling with letting go of the old and embracing the unknown. There is comfort in competence.
I’m Letting Go
My heart beats, standing on the edge
But my feet have finally left the ledge
Like an acrobat
There’s no turning back
Chorus
I’m letting go
Of the life I planned for me
And my dreams
Losing control
Of my destiny
Feels like I’m falling and that’s what it’s like to believe
So I’m letting go
This is a giant leap of faith
Trusting and trying to embrace
The fear of the unknown
Beyond my comfort zone
Chorus
I’m letting go
Of the life I planned for me
And my dreams
Losing control
Of my destiny
Feels like I’m falling and that’s what it’s like to believe
So I’m letting go
Giving in to your gravity
Knowing You are holding me
I’m not afraid
Feels like I’m falling and that’s what it’s like to believe
Feels like I’m falling and this is the life for me

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Café Chat April 4th
Today’s topic:
So today, I ask you to share a time when a friend may have wounded you by speaking hard words to you, and even though you were hurt you realized it was the best and most loving thing he/she could have done. (If you can share the specifics that would be great, but if not feel free to use generalities).
The scripture cited is Proverbs 27:6 “Wounds from a sincere friend are better than many kisses from an enemy.” A counterpoint to this is Psalm 55:12-23, which effectively says “If these insults were coming from an enemy I could stand it, but insults coming from my companion, my close friend requires me to trust in the LORD.”
I can think of times that the truth came to me in a loving way, and I can think of times the truth came at me in a non-loving way from people who love me. This has me thinking about the importance of being loving and honest in our approach to others and the absolute harm that comes from “feedback” that is delivered in the form of insults.
Sometimes, saying nothing is an insult. As a manager, I learned that as hard as the message is to deliver, if someone needs to hear that something their doing is negatively affecting their ability to succeed it is better to deliver that message with love than to let the behavior go unchecked. I know of a few managers who could not bring themselves to confront an employee. They regularly glossed over feedback and softened criticism. The individual would be left to wonder why they weren’t getting ahead, or worse – why they were chosen to be “let go.”
I’ve had friendships that crumbled under the weight of unspoken truths. Is it more loving to lose a friend because you’re unwilling to talk through a problem? It depends on the circumstances, surely. A while back I overheard some friends saying something about me that was the truth, but would have been less hurtful if told to me directly. Overhearing the comments stung and turned the truth into insults.
Years ago a friend told me that my negative comments about other people made him wonder what I said about him when he was not around. Boy! did that have an impact? It was immediate. The bad habit was hard to change but my sensitivity went up 1000% and I never once felt insulted or hurt by the truth he shared. To this day I try to be loving in my comments/criticisms and not say anything behind someone’s back that I wouldn’t say to their face. And, truth be told in love, I’m still working on it.
Praise God! Through Him, all things are possible.
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Thirst for Wisdom
I know that early in the week I was overwhelmed with words of wisdom. Then I got lost in the chapters of Deuteronomy and my poor mind got hung up on: “never sacrifice your son or daughter as a burnt offering.” (Deuteronomy 18:10)
It kinda makes me giggle, but maybe because it has been a rough week. Work has been rough. My walk of faith has been a bit of a struggle. My children…my children…{sigh}
I don’t even have the energy to go into it. Maybe another day. Suffice it to say, I accept the words of wisdom…no matter how much we are tried by our teens, we should not sacrifice them as burnt offerings.
Peace,
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Liberal Arts! Fine Arts! So much better than real life!
I spent the day watching one act plays at a UIL competition. Comedies. Tragedies. Teenagers playing old people. Irish, Scottish, British, Amish and New Jersey accents. Some well done. Some unintelligible.
Work has been a total buzz-kill this week so it was an absolute delight to lose myself in the darkness, spending 45 minutes at a time in different worlds, different times, different contexts.
Then, an hour waiting for the judge to finalize his results, sitting next to a 3rd grader who was fascinated by the potholder I was crocheting. Who told me all about his field trip to Inner Space Caverns. Who didn’t need me for anything. No escalations, no demands, just friendly chatter. In the end, his parents thanked me – presumably for tolerating him, but I gave them my heartfelt thanks. In this day and age, it’s nice that they allowed their young son to visit with a stranger (even if only in the seats right in front of them).
Ultimately the 8 hours spent at the UIL competition was the high point of my week.
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Tips for Better Living
“When you have eaten and are satisfied, praise the LORD your God for all that he has provided. Don’t forget the LORD your God. Observe His commands, His laws and His decrees. Otherwise, when you eat and are satisfied, when you settle down in your fine houses, when your wealth has increased, then your heart will become proud and you will forget the LORD your God.”
(Deuteronomy 8:10-14)
I have been thinking about gifts and I will be writing more about gifts. For now, suffice it to say, we should be grateful for all that is given to us. If we take gifts for granted, we’re doing a disservice to the “gifter.”
God, I pray that I do not take your gifts for granted. Let me always feel gratitude. Protect me from the hardening of my heart, pride and forgetfulness. Let me always remember and sing your praises.
Amen.
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Monday Blueprint Madness
Paul’s advice to Timothy is applicable to us today.
“Do not neglect your gift, which was given you through a prophetic message when the body of elders laid their hands on you. Be diligent in these matters; give yourself wholly to them, so that everyone may see your progress. Watch your life and doctrine closely. Persevere in them, because if you do, you will save both yourself and your hearers.”
Or…if you choose to neglect your gifts, they can rust and become overgrown – a loss for all. There is no pleasure in witnessing a gift that is lost to disuse. It is a tragedy for all.
God, help us to discern the gifts you have given to us. Help us to be guided by your wisdom, sent to us through the Spirit. Help us to be diligent, giving ourselves wholly to you and submitting to your will for us. Let us bear witness to your grace, so that others can benefit from our efforts.
Amen.
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Then Sings My Soul: “I’m Yours” by Jason Mraz
This song makes me tap my toes and sing, “God, I’m Yours!”
Well you done done me and you bet I felt it
I tried to be chill but you’re so hot that I melted
I fell right through the cracks
Now I’m trying to get back
Before the cool done run out
I’ll be giving it my bestest
And nothing’s going to stop me but divine intervention
I reckon it’s again my turn to win some or learn some
I won’t hesitate no more, no more
It cannot wait, I’m yours
Well open up your mind and see like me
Open up your plans and damn you’re free
Look into your heart and you’ll find love love love love
Listen to the music of the moment babay sing with me
We’re just one big family
And It’s our God-forsaken right to be loved love loved love loved
So I won’t hesitate no more, not yours
It cannot wait I’m sure
There’s no need to complicate
Our time is short
This is our fate, I’m yours
Scooch on over closer dear
And i will nibble your ear
I’ve been spending way too long checking my tongue in the mirror
And bending over backwards just to try to see it clearer
But my breath fogged up the glass
And so I drew a new face and laughed
I guess what I’m be saying is there ain’t no better reason
To rid yourself of vanity and just go with the seasons
It’s what we aim to do
Our name is our virtue
But I won’t hesitate no more, no more
It cannot wait I’m yours
Well open up your mind and see like me
Open up your plans and damn you’re free
Look into your heart and you’ll find that the sky is yours
Please don’t, please don’t, please don’t
There’s no need to complicate
Cause our time is short
This oh this this is our fate, I’m yours!

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This is a test
I’m delighted to occasionally hit on a technical solution that lends itself to improving my life or lifestyle. Being able to do word processing in a tool I’m familiar with (i.e. MS Word) and post posts with no muss, no fuss…well, that makes life better, doesn’t it?
How about if I want a sentence centered?
How
about
if I want
to play with fonts?
Here goes…I’m about to hit “publish.”
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