tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250201292024-03-07T23:26:53.447-08:00Walking in the LightAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11626299972771966788noreply@blogger.comBlogger45125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25020129.post-9677895440716746362016-07-10T15:42:00.000-07:002016-07-10T15:43:37.918-07:00Allowing ourselves to feel brings healing.<div dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;">
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<span style="font-family: "arial"; font-size: 14.6667px; line-height: 1.38; white-space: pre-wrap;">I am realizing that it is okay to allow myself to feel the tears as I begin to recognize what is causing the pain; recognizing the wound--for now God the Holy Spirit has been filing down the calluses and has reached the skin right above the wound and the next poke brings the air to the wound, and the pain brings strong emotion such as anger or tears and then . . . I feel it. It is now in public that these wounds are being opened, though it began with taking responsibility for my actions and correlating feelings, and now I am learning to feel the feelings even in public without bursting out in tears, or with screams or in angry faces. Then, as the feeling eases up, the wound is at last able to heal. This would explain the intensity of the emotion I feel one at a time; this means I am on the way to true healing as the bitter root is drained out, and the next emotion is peaceful relief. </span></div>
<span id="docs-internal-guid-feaa1690-d6da-177b-bd30-4894c7eb4464"><br /><span style="font-family: "arial"; font-size: 14.6667px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">And so in public I feel naked like Adam and Eve, but now the shame is gradually leaving. Now I am getting used to being naked and my hope is that it will release others to undergo the same healing. This is the revival so many of us seek-- the missing piece we are searching for to fill the hole in our hearts that religion and formulas do not heal. Revival has been put in my heart, even when I was not searching for it outwardly, it has now reached me--the healing I gave up on ever receiving has at last found me by an outpouring of the Holy Spirit on me. It is for all of us to allow ourselves to feel inside that the feelings may be released to the air, and balm of peace may be applied. In public we may go to the restroom or a private room if we cannot at first feel the emotion only inside, then we can let it out quietly when necessary through tears, angry faces in the mirror, or whatever we need to lighten our moods--yet it is that feeling we have given up and a burden falls off our shoulders. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial"; font-size: 14.6667px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Let us seek this healing in its fullness as we open up to the Holy Spirit's calling to us to find the water we need not buy.</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11626299972771966788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25020129.post-21745233344220850742016-04-01T16:51:00.000-07:002016-04-01T16:51:17.788-07:00No one knows where the wind blows<br />
Even the weather man only gets close.<br />
<br />
When the wind blows<br />
we may sniff our nose.<br />
<br />
Other times, we just might<br />
wipe that speck<br />
out of our eye.<br />
<br />
Do you know when the wind blows<br />
those nearby are all affected.<br />
We feel the storms,<br />
we suffer through the floods.<br />
<br />
Sometimes it pulls us<br />
sometimes it pushes.<br />
Sometimes its completely<br />
against our wishes.<br />
<br />
Then there's those times<br />
it whispers in our ears.<br />
It may cause us to cry<br />
It may awake our fears.<br />
<br />
But then...<br />
out of the blue<br />
it surprises you,<br />
the forecast said rainy<br />
but it turns clear quite quickly.<br />
<br />
The thing is, even the weather man<br />
does not quite know.<br />
She may get close,<br />
or it may blow her away.<br />
<br />
But no one knows<br />
where the wind blows.<br />
<br />
One day this, one day that<br />
who can tell more than one day ahead?<br />
If you can tell which way you will sway,<br />
Please tell me so I can plan my day.<br />
<br />
What spews comes out<br />
of the ground found out.<br />
Maybe that geyser<br />
is just a fad,<br />
that one day will<br />
make you mad.<br />
<br />
Because when the wind blows<br />
water flows.<br />
It might hurt<br />
It might toss about,<br />
It might open up<br />
another way out.<br />
<br />
I prefer the gentle breeze<br />
that blows on a spring day,<br />
a real spring day,<br />
not the summer that comes'<br />
in spring.<br />
<br />
Of course sometimes in spring<br />
it rains or pours,<br />
but I still prefer spring,<br />
and the life it brings.<br />
<br />
Life awakens in spring,<br />
it puts us in the mood to sing,<br />
flowers grow,<br />
and the birds twitter<br />
all comes in proper order.<br />
<br />
Sometimes the wind though<br />
does not stay in order<br />
it brings chaos,<br />
still there is a coolness<br />
that comes with it.<br />
<br />
The breeze I cannot get enough of,<br />
the wind can be cozy from indoors<br />
the stronger wind can even be awesome<br />
if you feel safe.<br />
<br />
Sometimes its not even about<br />
whether there is a storm,<br />
its just how you feel about it,<br />
that matters the most.<br />
<br />
There are times when the danger is real<br />
and our knees shake<br />
but we learn to be strong<br />
if not for ourselves,<br />
then for those around us.<br />
<br />
There are times when we feel in danger<br />
when we are not, but still we must be strong<br />
for ourselves, and for others.<br />
<br />
Sometimes we feel it in our joints<br />
and such pain can it be<br />
we need to head to corners to squeeze.<br />
now we fall on our knees.<br />
<br />
It can affect us so, it affects us all,<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11626299972771966788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25020129.post-16952907847762569632016-03-13T16:41:00.000-07:002016-03-13T16:41:47.313-07:00Capped part 2Riding the ship<br />
manning the crew<br />
just like you know how<br />
and you know that you do.<br />
<br />
It's easier this time,<br />
as more bells chime,<br />
the feeling is real,<br />
with a lot less slime.<br />
<br />
What's going on mate?<br />
Nothing but fate.<br />
It's a bit soon,<br />
but the fish take the bait.<br />
<br />
Still it may be just longing<br />
for a kind of belonging,<br />
that may not even fit<br />
but certainly fawning.<br />
<br />
Knowing now what to say<br />
Stepping towards the way<br />
experimental for sure<br />
but its a leap towards that day.<br />
<br />
Determined to move forward<br />
With nothing lowered<br />
unless its needed<br />
to reach toward.<br />
<br />
Those who hear and know<br />
will find it so<br />
nothing stopping,<br />
no hint of woe.<br />
<br />
Time will tell the truth<br />
time will give a boost<br />
Timing is the answer<br />
or else it will soothe.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11626299972771966788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25020129.post-26653410516679579112016-02-08T15:12:00.001-08:002016-02-08T15:12:23.665-08:00See no evil, hear no evil, speak no evilAs its the Chinese new year today, I did just a little research on "year of the monkey." I came across an article explaining some history of the "Monkey" deity. One of the sayings connected to this deity is "See no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil." This saying has negative and positive connotations depending on how you hear it. <br />
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Knowing that this phrase "See no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil" means different things to different people, I suggest a positive meaning for myself and those like me who struggle with self conscious feelings and beliefs that people are constantly judging our actions. Some of us have a hidden "audience" inside our heads that can even carry out to an outer "audience" where bits of things heard from others become whole phrases of indictment against us. <br />
<br />
See no evil---<br />
<br />
Not seeing. Blind. "Seeing" evil refers to our own tendencies to "see" the bad in others--this tempting us to criticize, judge, and gossip. I for one have been guilty of relishing juicy bits of gossip--it gives me a feeling of pride because of course I "am not like that" and so and so deserves this or that. "Seeing no evil" means that we are blind to the faults of others. If we notice we graciously do not hold it against them. Ever heard the phrase, "Love is blind?"<br />
<br />
Hear no evil--<br />
<br />
This phrase is not just about refusing to listen to gossip, its also about not "hearing" others gossip about us. This has special meaning to me this new year, because last year I became aware that my brain desired to hear words of rejection and disapproval all the time--and often it would finish bits and pieces of sentences I heard as negative about me. If I was feeling positive, I heard a lot of enthusiasm from others (about me I thought). Those days my actions and words were confident. Sometimes negative words also motivated me to be better and "prove them wrong." By the end of the year and after much discussion with my husband and self observation, I realized my brain was making most if not all of it up. Then again even if some of the words and rumors are real, it is not worth my wasting energy on it or taking words said personally. Remember the scriptures that say, Love is "believing the best?"<br />
<br />
Speak no evil--<br />
<br />
Some of us are passive-aggressive in our anger... I myself also have this tendency. Passivity in our aggression means that we hold grudges in our heart about past grievances that resurface in current arguments but especially it shows up in our conversations with others. We say bad things about the other, even subtly, out of bitterness. "Speak no evil" means we check ourselves before throwing bad light on the other in public or with our friends and acquaintances. It also means recognizing that bitterness and having an honest, enlightening conversation with the other, and avoiding the blame game. The proverbial saying here is "Love is not provoked" and "love keeps no record of wrongs."<br />
<br />
See no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil.<br />
<br />
Happy Chinese New Year!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11626299972771966788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25020129.post-33835760572537211772016-02-07T08:04:00.000-08:002016-02-07T08:04:52.286-08:00A journal entry of muses on a shifting identityIf I am a writer, why is my mind so blank? Why do I not write every day or even keep up weekly? Many have said I am great with words and I do have a book to write in mind. In fact, that would be my main project, if I could just keep up. <br />
<br />
There is so much on my plate...<br />
<br />
Finally the realization has hit... that career is not so important, even a writing one-- nor am I anywhere close to such. <br />
<br />
Still there is a message to get out, a book to write. <br />
<br />
Thinking I could make money, distractions have arisen--such as trying to fit writing to pay. <br />
Yet after trying one, even that has failed to motivate me to continue...<br />
<br />
Maybe if there was not so much to do...<br />
<br />
Now with a new baby, the reminder has come--primarily, I am a mom and a house wife,<br />
even though I do have a day job...<br />
<br />
then that has always been secondary, except as a way to improve the self through such good values as the workplace teaches, especially one working with people... you begin to see where you are lacking-- eyes opening to those things that have affected interactions with others for decades.<br />
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I don't know why I was blind to it so long, except that I had been so wrapped up in self needs and emotions, only seeing inside,unable to see others struggles--not saying thats good or bad. It was time to heal. <br />
<br />
Its still a process. Sometimes I don't get it or others. Sometimes I do what people want only to find out they didn't want it. Still this happens to the best of us. I've learned to give out grace freely to others and to myself. Sometimes every bible character is like me... or I feel like it... if you know even Jesus' lineage, you know what I mean.<br />
<br />
Anyhow, now mom of 2...<br />
<br />
Now learning to hold the bottle with my chin, typing with one finger. It does give me more time to think as I type. <br />
<br />
Figuring I better clean the minute I can and not skip a day especially in the kitchen, making sure we do not run out of bottles or counter space or sink space.<br />
<br />
Also consciously I must spend time with my 3 year old daughter and keep up with her training, lessening tantrums and regression-- this is the hardest.<br />
<br />
Balancing sleep and feeding duties, grateful for hubby's help-- I need to make sure we both get enough sleep.<br />
<br />
And so I have come to realize family is my first and greatest priority, and writing is a hobby not a career aspiration for now...<br />
<br />
However as a hobby I intend to improve and excel in it and find my niche. Besides I am getting better at typing with one finger.<br />
<br />
And yet although writing is what I am best at now, there are quite a few things I would like to try.<br />
<br />
As family is my priority, crafting and art is a great area to dabble in with my three year old.<br />
<br />
Writing I can do while holding my infant son, crafting and art for quality time with my daughter.<br />
<br />
And so that is why my identity has shifted from career mom who tries to keep family and house in mind to hobby mom and intentional improvement and ownership of household--upkeep and family.<br />
<br />
Now I do not look towards moving up in any career only content to stay at a day job that <i>I do enjoy</i> but will not stress myself to move upward--also currently to do so would only be detrimental, as I am more blessed as <i>I am. </i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i>That's where I'm at now and content in this identity.</i><br />
<br />
Still I will be exploring career type stuff with the ultimate goal to learn skills for promoting a product/s of my own that could become lucrative, but that is currently on hold.<br />
<br />
Those who care to pray may pray I get used to the work life balance as I go back to work next week after maternity leave, <br />
<br />
Thank you and be blessed!<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
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<br />
<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11626299972771966788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25020129.post-11419144794971797412015-11-28T15:23:00.002-08:002015-11-28T15:23:41.876-08:00Part 2: The wooing of facebookFacebook is wooing<br />
with so much encouragement<br />
from friends I miss,<br />
How can I not go to it<br />
as to the arms of my fellows.<br />
<br />
Facebook is calling out<br />
for me to platform<br />
my opinions<br />
as one who has the knowledge<br />
all the while<br />
seeking an outlet for<br />
debate to dare any to<br />
change my mind<br />
which could indeed be<br />
changed by the intelligent<br />
argument at least on<br />
some issues.<br />
<br />
Facebook is showcasing<br />
the world sharing its<br />
vibes with my hungry<br />
soul. Friends, acquaintances,<br />
strangers speaking their<br />
minds, opening up pieces<br />
of their souls,<br />
showing common streams<br />
of thought<br />
some diverging one way<br />
some another. <br />
<br />
Facebook is the opportunity<br />
to grow a fan base,<br />
build a business,<br />
gain supporters,<br />
establish a presence<br />
in the marketplace<br />
of virtual reality.<br />
<br />
Facebook is the place<br />
I can explore the world with my friends<br />
from home, relaxing on my couch or bed,<br />
winding down<br />
yet partaking in<br />
social activity.<br />
<br />
It is no wonder<br />
that facebook is the place<br />
I turn to in my free time<br />
for it serves so many purposes<br />
and fulfills my needs more readily,<br />
more easily than any real outings<br />
which take energy to plan<br />
and carry out. <br />
<br />
Oh facebook, how did we ever<br />
live without you?Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11626299972771966788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25020129.post-86883705520347083392015-10-09T07:51:00.000-07:002015-10-09T07:51:05.138-07:00Balancing time, part oneBalancing on the tightrope<br />
of time stretching through the day<br />
How to spend it without losing it<br />
Make it count by choosing.<br />
<br />
Choosing not to get distracted<br />
by facebook, television, and video games<br />
unless family are still<br />
enjoying through presence<br />
or sharing.<br />
<br />
Choosing free time by oneself<br />
to work on hobbies,<br />
with goals to improve<br />
using whatever motivates<br />
to keep one moving forward.<br />
<br />
Facebook can be motivating too,<br />
but limiting time spent there<br />
may free time for other goals,<br />
And such distractions<br />
can cause one to fall behind.<br />
<br />
A little a day, but not too much<br />
is the trick to keep enjoying life,<br />
making sure life is not ALL virtual<br />
especially for the sake of quality<br />
in the family or with friends.<br />
<br />
Let us choose.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11626299972771966788noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25020129.post-52204756738893557562015-05-16T22:07:00.003-07:002015-05-16T22:07:47.807-07:00The star in the eye of the earth part twoNo earth, says the star, you misunderstand. I cannot come over, I cannot take your hand.<br />
I listen to your yearning because it is different for me to hear the songs of your land which I had not heard in such a way before. <br />
<br />
You do strike a chord in me and give me eyes to see beyond what I could have known in the past, but what you do not get is that it is the sky who has breathed life into me and without the sky you never would have known me, nor would you have awakened me. <br />
<br />
For the sky too awakened me in such a way that changed me to a great extent, giving me the ability to explore the whole of the heavens, so like me and yet different enough to help me grow along his path.<br />
<br />
Nor have we diverged from it, we are like two peas in a pod, and I am now the sinner where he is the saint, for it is I who almost got swayed by wanderlust. <br />
<br />
But know, I am a star, and I belong in the sky. In fact, I need the sky more than you could ever know for you are so very far away, there is no way you could possibly see what the sky does for me. <br />
<br />
My emotions are turbulent, my need is great, and the sky knows just what I need. The sky even sees through me, sometimes to my annoyance.<br />
<br />
I once thought the sky was done with me, and it hurt more than a thousand needles going through my heart. But the sky reassured me, and helped me to see more clearly.<br />
<br />
I have found grace in the eyes of the sky, and I could not ever leave him. I am sorry to say, lovely earth, that I cannot let you think I would be able to come to you. Please dear earth, please find peace some other way. I am so sorry it hurts, but I cannot help you. <br />
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Please says the star, think nothing of me anymore than as the star that does its job lighting up the night for all creatures who can see it. <br />
<br />
Know that your longing though has changed me, and I am a brighter star, maybe a bit pinker too, because of it. <br />
<br />
I cannot have you earth and sky both, and I belong with sky and such is best. As God is my witness I can be nothing other than loyal to the sky that has given birth to me, for it is he who has given me my glory... you have only glimpsed it, but he created it.<br />
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I'm sorry for misleading you earth, for I did desire to explore, but I did not at first realize how that would change my place in the sky. I cannot would not could not ever give that up, for it was a gift of the gods and I would not trade it for anything. <br />
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Earth, one more thing you should know. I went through a confusion quite recently which was quite disorienting. You see earth, I heard your yearning at first, and thought you simply saw my potential and desired to do business with me. I tuned out the other part, and simply thought how great it would be to have your support on earth of my brilliance with the sky. <br />
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So you see, I was clueless for quite some time, and only wished for recognition of the top notch skill of my work, and the thrill of my creative shine. <br />
<br />
Please forgive me O Earth, for I also kept playing the game a bit longer just because your wistful songs were so very beautiful. I know this is very clear now, and we will not need to speak any longer. I will miss your songs though. <br />
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Another star, you will make very happy some day, and they will be more free to join you on your glorious lands and seas. <br />
<br />
My friend, peace be with you. I have made the right choice and I do have peace. May grace and joy come to you and comfort as you need it. Bless you earth, for you blessed me. So long.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11626299972771966788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25020129.post-83059539398555421202015-05-15T18:53:00.004-07:002015-05-15T18:53:53.086-07:00The star in the eye of the earthCaught by the eye<div>
the star in the sky</div>
<div>
listens to the question</div>
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in the seekers head</div>
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<br /></div>
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Caught off guard</div>
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by the thought</div>
<div>
the star unsure</div>
<div>
how to respond</div>
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<br /></div>
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Why sure its heard the question before</div>
<div>
but never in such distinct clarity</div>
<div>
in an earnest yearning voice,</div>
<div>
and even more the star is starting to understand.</div>
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
Understand, yet how could it respond...</div>
<div>
Of course the star desires to explore</div>
<div>
So much it did not/does not know</div>
<div>
but to leave the sky?</div>
<div>
It's unthinkable.</div>
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
Sure it'd be fun to explore the earth,</div>
<div>
but the sky is his life, his love, his home,</div>
<div>
and still much more of it remains to explore.</div>
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
Sure, he's heard the question before, but </div>
<div>
never before had he considered it . . . </div>
<div>
In fact he told himself the question</div>
<div>
was nothing but a figment of his imagination,</div>
<div>
his own daydreams of exploring the earth below.</div>
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
But NOT ANYMORE. The Earth's yearning voice crept into the star's senses.</div>
<div>
Oh my, now what was a star to do?</div>
<div>
The star yearned too to fall into the earth even if it was just to see what it was like,</div>
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to explore its meadows, listen to the songs of the birds and the bees, to hear the heartbeats of those beings on earth, and find out about all its children. </div>
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
Oh no, but the star knows that can never be. Because if it chose to shoot to the earth, it could never ever go back to the sky. And the star did wonder, but did not see how it could ever ever be worth it. </div>
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No, this star knows where it belongs---with the sky and everything of the sky is its heritage.</div>
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<br /></div>
<div>
Besides, THIS star loves the sky very much, and cannot even imagine life without the sky. Its so warm even when its cold outside. The dark places are only there to be lit up by the star, and the sky with its blue clouds and gray waves and sunshiny days are all part and parcel of the star's life.</div>
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And its all as its meant to be....</div>
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<br /></div>
<div>
Now sure some days are grayer than others and the stars rays have trouble getting through to the sky, and sometimes the star gets a little ticked off when the sky darkens it or denies its light,</div>
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and sure the star has wondered if the green ground on earth would be more refreshing than the dark sky....</div>
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but you know what they say about that./</div>
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<br /></div>
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Yep, the star stays. Not that it won't wonder about the green grass of earth. Not that it won't pretend it knows what earth is like, and listen to the breeze that tells of the seas and creatures below.</div>
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But it can't go there, not really.</div>
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<br /></div>
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So sorry earth.... in another life, maybe I'll be a mermaid of the sea or a child of man. Peace be with you, my friend.</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11626299972771966788noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25020129.post-46148391408166356512015-04-28T07:28:00.000-07:002015-04-28T07:29:07.533-07:00Capped<b><i><span style="font-size: large;">Capped</span></i></b><br />
<b><i><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></i></b>
<i><span style="font-size: large;">When down under</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-size: large;">with the plunder</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-size: large;">buried 'neath the ground,</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-size: large;">Is it a wonder</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-size: large;">that those who blunder</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-size: large;">would keep one without sound?</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></i>
<i><span style="font-size: large;">Without one whistling wit</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-size: large;">Keeping on with out fit</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-size: large;">Nothing to be found</span></i><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><i>ground to the bit</i></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><i>walking the spit</i></span><br />
<i><span style="font-size: large;">Our eyes wander 'round.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="font-size: large;">Ahoy mate, who are you</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-size: large;">with feet tied, how do you do?</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-size: large;">what's that? do you gag?</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-size: large;">You have to use the loo?</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-size: large;">Spit that out, "poo"</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-size: large;">Lift out of that sag.</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></i>
<i><span style="font-size: large;">Strengthen those knees,</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-size: large;">utter those pleas</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-size: large;">One above will hear.</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-size: large;">even if you have fleas</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-size: large;">take the day, seize</span></i><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><i>the help is near.</i></span><br />
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<i><span style="font-size: large;">Spring up out of the sod,</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-size: large;">Courage as of the god</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-size: large;">Growing strong steady on</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-size: large;">though the night going odd</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-size: large;">and sensing the fraud,</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-size: large;">faithfully meeting the dawn.</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></i>
<i><span style="font-size: large;">Yes some find fodder</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-size: large;">where offered water</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-size: large;">but keep peace and hold,</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-size: large;">because as the blotter</span></i><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><i>erasing its spotter,</i></span><br />
<i><span style="font-size: large;">the poet is bold. </span></i><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11626299972771966788noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25020129.post-85084331655547918422015-04-24T20:13:00.000-07:002015-04-25T05:59:59.399-07:00The glasses are rose tinted againPerspective . . . It changes everything.<br />
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One day is cloudy, one is sunny.<br />
One is sad, or one is glad.<br />
One is filled with hurt,<br />
One has the warm fuzzies.<br />
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One day, I had a nightmare come true. And a living nightmare it was because it was all in my mind. Very little of it was true though it was related to what I heard. I thought I heard people conspiring against me. Whether they were trying to get ahead on the job, or win a contest that never seemed to end, I did not know. Yet the thought got so big in my head, I began feeling my life was in danger--that whatever "they" were after, it was worth killing for. At least that day, I felt I had a friend helping me out, although at times I thought he was playing double agent--saying things that he wanted me to do without letting on to the "other" that he felt I should do that. Even now I feel he may have really been trying to help me out sensing I needed it that day. That was not the scariest part though. <br />
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The scariest part was when I started thinking that some people could read my mind, and I theirs. Not only that but I thought some bad characters could also read my mind and I could not figure who was bad or good. So then I tried to change my thoughts to distract and confuse them. <br />
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Looking back on that day, I am amazed! I mean I rang up people that whole time maintaining a pretty straight face, though I probably coughed at odd moments. I even managed a very complicated return with a difficult lady who was very particular about 30 cents and seemed surprised that she did not get more back. Then she wanted to fix another item with a price difference of about 20 cents. I went and checked the price--my one mistake--and then did the return for her. At the end she still questioned me, and I showed her each part of it and how accurate it was. Finally I got a bit brisk at the end, but she left as satisfied as I could get her. <br />
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Actually that ordeal helped me to concentrate and kept my mind off of my strange thoughts. Still, I am quite amazed at myself. I do not think many customers even knew I was anything but tired or sick. I still do not know how much was evident to my coworkers. <br />
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However I thought this line of thinking had passed from me when I got home that day, and I slept all night in peace and got up to go to work Saturday morning feeling fine. However I got triggered again that morning and had many strange thoughts both at work and then at home even about my family and God. <br />
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Thankfully my psychiatrist appointment was Monday--divine timing. Then the next weekend my husband was troubled about my high emotions, and we called about a med adjustment, and ever since then I feel positive and great. Anxiety creeps in still but I am noticing it more, and that is in part due to my dear husband, Matthew. I am so blessed to have him in my life--we've made it through a lot of stuff already in 5 years of marriage, and I am happy to say we are still in love. <br />
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See, now my glasses are once again rose tinted. Now if it gets dark again, may I remind myself of the difference pure eyesight makes, and realize that some things plain just do not matter. <br />
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One more side note: I do hate it when my emotions are blamed on medication side effects and my illness, however it has become clear that the right medicine taken in the best way really optimizes mental and emotional health. I do still have to decide to let things go though for my own sake, and I still must choose what to do when I feel anxiety rising. Medicine does help, and it helps my judgment in making those decisions, but it does not solve every issue and emotional baggage automatically, yet its evident that medicine of the right sort still works miracles. Its taken me a difficult year and a half to realize first that I had to change my medicine and then to get the right adjustment of dosage. I feel I finally have the right psychiatrist and medicine dosage.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11626299972771966788noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25020129.post-22571504495842110912015-04-17T16:58:00.000-07:002015-04-17T16:58:36.229-07:00LonelyLonely<br />
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Friends turned enemies in my mind<br />
Now hidden I must keep them blind<br />
Finding out to them life is a game<br />
Perhaps money is to blame<br />
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Much I admit could be pretend<br />
Such is hard to comprehend<br />
Still very real in my head<br />
Makes me feel a bit unfed.<br />
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It feels like hatred from this side<br />
For I opened my heart so wide<br />
Only to get it stomped to the ground<br />
Again, as the hands on the clock go 'round.<br />
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Why...<br />
The world used to be peachy and clean<br />
now its nothing but a mean machine<br />
with everyone waiting for me to fall<br />
so they can skitter in to claim all.<br />
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Maybe if I slow down the daily grind<br />
stop priding myself in my focused mind<br />
and laugh along with everyone else<br />
at the silly tales we tell ourselves.<br />
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Yes I need to try not to try<br />
but still work on the fly<br />
but not so hard anymore<br />
'cuz that's what friends are for.<br />
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Yet such pandering makes no sense<br />
especially in proclaimed innocence<br />
my aim is not to put to shame<br />
but make up for the times I am blamed. <br />
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What I find hard to understand<br />
Is that all but me know what is planned<br />
I am told one thing but its not adding up<br />
They all conspire to get me flupped.<br />
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Now at last its time to find friends<br />
of a different sort so I'll turn the bend<br />
to face a different kind of day<br />
with those I find to laugh and play.<br />
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So God of Texas hear my cry<br />
I'll do my part now, at least I'll try<br />
To find those of an uplifting sort<br />
who need not compete to raise the fort.<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11626299972771966788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25020129.post-55262868383776631602015-03-31T20:03:00.002-07:002015-03-31T20:03:53.403-07:00O be careful little mouth what you sayThe lotuses are listening<br />
whether Summer, Winter, Spring<br />
be careful what you say<br />
because they may tell the faie<br />
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All will be held to account<br />
how much or little to amount<br />
though their may be grace of God<br />
if you can see the whole, the fraud.<br />
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How easy to find the speck<br />
when the other is up to their neck<br />
though in mud, they will see<br />
which must admit if you'd be free.<br />
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Perhaps such conflicts if you'd face<br />
you too would need an ounce of grace<br />
and I promise I won't hold a grudge<br />
just hope to clear your eyes of fudge<br />
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See I too did not see clear<br />
bound by the blur of fear<br />
until one day I put on<br />
spectacles of the dawn.<br />
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The dawning of the new day is here<br />
if you're ready to look in the mirror<br />
as an eyelash, mascara in your eye<br />
brushed out to clear away the lie.<br />
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See we are not better than each other,<br />
we are family, sister and brother<br />
So when you see the splinter,<br />
First clear your lungs with Winter.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11626299972771966788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25020129.post-24178050089172152812015-03-24T11:11:00.002-07:002015-03-24T11:11:37.148-07:00Try try again--a testimonial of workplace perseverance, results forthcomingYou've heard it before. True failure only occurs when we stop trying. This article is meant to encourage myself as well as you, my readers. The point of trying is of course because we really want something to happen as a result. <br />
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Those who know me well, know that I have a disability. One that rears its ugly head from time to time and keeps me from functioning in almost every way. In the worst times, I need constant care and attention paid to keep me eating and drinking and showering and in the house. In those times, our baby goes to grandma's house and if necessary, I go to the hospital. <br />
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That so being, I am very thankful when I have medicine that is working and a job that I have kept and been loyal to enough that I would hope there is some security in it, even maybe room for promotion. <br />
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As a relatively new mom, I have also been really focusing on improving myself, and I see the values at my job as a vehicle for improvement, and even a measurement of self growth as evaluations are passed on to us. Ideally, values and skills learned at work will be carried into the home. For example, the value of owning our area and our role which is part of my work's value system would enable me to establish a sense of ownership and organization at home. <br />
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As the more I learn of my workplace cultural values and recognize the value of doing business and relating to the people of my own community-- which I am blessed to live and work in currently--so do I desire to continue to persevere at my workplace and excel not only as a company but as one who truly cares about the concerns of the people of our community, people who are my customers, and people who are my neighbors. <br />
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And so that is why I consistently go back to my job after being forced to leave by this disability and sometimes--as it has this year--after quite embarrassing actions left in the wake of my departure. Still I have returned and will not give up on this job as it has proved quite beneficial and even enjoyable for me. <br />
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And I have good reason to hope for even better benefits with this job in the future. For even though I have a disability, I am blessed that medicine usually works for me and I have other ideas how I can improve my health both at work and at home and out and about. For before I got married, though not thoroughly healthy as far as values and focus goes, I was quite well for work and school for a period of 6 years until I had my baby which led me to grow and run into disability all in the same couple of years that I've had her. I guarantee you I am a better person on the other side.<br />
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Love has increased inside of me for everyone I see, and I get to focus on this especially at work. In fact it is as a front cashier that I am learning to love better, express empathy more, even work on getting names and faces familiarized--(which I've newly learned importance of and have been quite weak on in the past, when it came to customers).<br />
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And so I WILL keep working my day job, and I WILL improve and I WILL carry those improvements home and in my daily life. THIS year I will persevere and grow. Maybe next year will bring even more promise. I WILL not give up. GOD WILLING people WILL begin to know the real me, not the messed up me, but the constantly IMPROVING me, the LOVING me, the NONJUDGMENTAL me, and the NON-NOSY me.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11626299972771966788noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25020129.post-18848661409751784452015-02-13T09:29:00.001-08:002015-02-13T09:29:36.373-08:00IMPACT KENYA: Mission trip highlights and how you too can impact Kenya!<div>
Preaching and encouraging the pastors in the rural areas in and around Mombassa was our main purpose on our mission trip to Kenya. One day we divided up and it happened that I was the only one going with our leader, Mark Tubbs. I really wanted to preach that day, and I think I had let that known. However I had no idea what was in store for me and that church. Had I known that I would be preaching and ministering for about 3 hours while Mark Tubbs was off preaching at other churches, I might have freaked myself out. </div>
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However during Mark's sermon, I diligently took notes and possible sermon outlines down in case I was allowed to preach afterward. Little did I know, Mark had to leave but he offered to let me stay to preach while he was gone. Having no idea how long that would be and being by myself, yet trusting Mark, I said, "Sure." Testifying to God's goodness during suffering, reading poetry I had written during hard times, and exhorting congregants to love each other, I preached and ministered until my leader got back 2-3 hours later. I lost track of time because it was such a blast to be a part of something so much bigger than myself. It was my first time preaching longer than 30 minutes (even with an interpreter). My only material was my journal of testimony, notes, and poetry I had written.</div>
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At one point I called for all the children to come in and be blessed. I put my hand on each child and prayed a blessing over them. Then a little later I took a break to go to the bathroom and came back. Everyone was singing and dancing, so I joined in. Then I came back to the front and preached some more. I had no idea when I would stop preaching because I had no idea when Mark Tubbs was coming back. </div>
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Then as I was about to keep preaching, the leader alerted me to wrap it up and call for an altar call. So I invited people to come forward, and they asked for prayer for healing of many things. I had no idea they were going to do this, so I prayed in the manner Gabe said he did in one of his sermons. People were healed! An older lady came forth to pray for healing of some pain, and she was blind, so I offered to pray for her blindness after I prayed for her other illnesses. She agreed, so I prayed, and then she was healed! I even tested her to make sure. Her eyes looked clearer as well. Praise be and glory to God! I was the most amazed of anyone there. Everyone else seemed to take the healings as normal! </div>
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At a goodbye dinner for our team, I collected emails and gave away my email to several pastors... In this way, Pastor Okumu found me on facebook, and I have been blessed ever since to have his friendship and encouragement. I now consider him my pastor from Kenya. He is the only one from overseas I can consider my pastor. </div>
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My trip to Kenya was in April of 2010, and I have been communicating with Pastor Okumu ever since. He offers friendship, prayers, prophetic declarations, and encouragement to me. I have been praying and reflecting on how and when to help Pastor Okumu, and I determined to get busy this year supporting him. </div>
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So in managing his page, I noticed he and his wife run a school for those who can afford to pay very little for education. They also teach Christianity and values. I began inquiring their needs and what they teach and intend to do with their school. I was very impressed at the teachers who will work although payments are either delayed or not forthcoming because of lack. Also, I found out that school was just starting for them and their classrooms needed to be prepared for the rainy season. So funds are urgently needed. Please pray and reflect quickly on how you can help my brother in Kenya, Pastor Okumu. You can support his school through my campaign at <a href="http://www.gofundme.com/lm3upg">http://www.gofundme.com/lm3upg</a>. Thank you for your help and prayers!</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11626299972771966788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25020129.post-57535575612924581792015-02-05T17:52:00.000-08:002015-02-05T17:52:16.391-08:00The Veil Hiding, though in plain sight<br />
displayed for all to see<br />
though not at night<br />
might be by decree.<br />
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What you see may not be<br />
what you think it is<br />
what you overhear at tea<br />
may be nothing but fictitious.<br />
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A white gown isn't always Light<br />
though it could mean gladness.<br />
A black gown isn't always Plight<br />
yet sometimes it is sadness.<br />
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Yet without seeing that face<br />
behind the veil hiding those eyes<br />
No one knows if she has grace<br />
Or something to despise.<br />
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And what if that person<br />
wishes to be hidden<br />
to keep herself for one<br />
One only to be given.<br />
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She may be discreet<br />
not wanting to share<br />
though she may<br />
have grievances to air.<br />
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She may be subtle<br />
and would give advice<br />
but doesn't want to mettle<br />
so she thinks twice. <br />
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And who is to say<br />
"Is she hiding her light?"<br />
For maybe in the day,<br />
She keeps herself for the night.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11626299972771966788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25020129.post-83192665752194617132015-01-24T13:11:00.000-08:002015-01-24T18:39:09.541-08:00Frozen -- Freeze or run away and "Let it go."<div>
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You know its time to freeze if<br />
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-- Your mom and dad begin yelling at you at the same time.</div>
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-- Your mother-in-law keeps insulting your cooking skills (or lack thereof).</div>
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-- Your children are all trying to get your attention at once.</div>
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-- You and your husband are having a screaming match and then you notice your 3-year-old rocking in the corner.</div>
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-- You are about to burst into tears but your two year old is looking at you.</div>
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-- You found out you won the lottery but you are in a busy line at Tom Thumb.</div>
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-- You are having an ecstatic night but your sister is in the next room (hehe).</div>
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-- Your sister is pushing buttons like she's trying to get a reaction from you.</div>
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When I first moved to California, I had a friend who was extremely possessive. After awhile, we began to get into huge fights, screaming matches -- so much that our neighbor had to say something about us keeping it down. One day, I just realized I was done with her. And that's when I began to talk quietly in response to her screaming. It no longer mattered to me what she thought, and that's when I began to find the freedom to leave and be myself. If only I had figured out before how to quietly respond--our fights would not then have escalated. If I could have been sure of who I was without needing her approval of myself and everything I did or believed, maybe I could have kept her friendship. Maybe. </div>
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When we began snapping at each other, it might have helped me to freeze and think before reacting defensively to her. Sometimes it takes a realization, too, that people won't change because of you; not only that, they can't force you to change. So, yelling and snapping is basically a waste of breath. </div>
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Now I'm starting to realize that when someone is yelling or continually criticizing something about me, its because they want to control me and make me into the person they want or approve of. And here's the beauty of it-- they can't change me, they can only try. The only real change occurs with a self realization and a self choice. If we are going to make true choices that come from our real selves without doing it out of a sense of guilt or duty to manipulative relatives, friends, customers, bosses, or a certain kind of God (ahem), then when assaulted with such words/thoughts, its time to freeze. </div>
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Freeze</div>
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and think</div>
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What am I </div>
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Why am I </div>
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What is the root</div>
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issue of this feeling?</div>
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Who is trying</div>
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into my life?</div>
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Do I care</div>
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about this person?</div>
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Do they care</div>
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about me?</div>
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How can I</div>
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respond calmly</div>
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without negating</div>
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who I am</div>
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and without</div>
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negating who</div>
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they are?</div>
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Imagine how many conflicts could be avoided, if we could all interrupt ourselves before the insults turn to yelling and the yelling to screaming? Just learn to freeze and think before reacting to a hurt feeling inside. Its not about ignoring the hurt or the other person. Its about thinking before responding-- </div>
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thinking </div>
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about how to discuss </div>
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thinking </div>
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about what the issue is </div>
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before reacting to </div>
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the little things </div>
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building in your heart, </div>
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thinking not stuffing, </div>
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thinking not erupting.</div>
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Sometimes we are so good at stuffing our emotions, and then one day we erupt. </div>
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That is the day </div>
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we need to run away </div>
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for awhile </div>
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and scream </div>
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at the air </div>
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in the middle of nowhere. </div>
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That is the day</div>
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we need to think</div>
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and pray</div>
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and sort out</div>
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our emotions.</div>
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That is the day</div>
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we need to examine</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
our hearts</div>
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and ask ourselves</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
what is really</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
wrong?</div>
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What is </div>
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bothering </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
me?</div>
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<br /></div>
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Then we'll be ready for our sister to come find us and we'll be able to come back with her without throwing an abominable snowman her way. </div>
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<br /></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11626299972771966788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25020129.post-69307704960732144392015-01-22T11:05:00.000-08:002015-01-22T11:06:40.251-08:00Loving without judging: cultivating acceptance<div dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.15; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;">
<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">LOVE OUT OF SEASON</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">A rose out of season is still a rose. Its easy to judge someone based on one “snapshot,” especially if it turns out badly. Anyone can pose for a picture, but what happens when we make an impression without trying to? </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">We go to a restaurant and the service is slow. We think our server forgot about us because we sat outside. We could be upset and raise our voices at the server, or we could look a little closer and try to find out why service is slow. Maybe the restaurant is short staffed and unexpectedly busy that day. At one restaurant, our family waited for an hour without getting food and we had checked several times. Finally on the third try we found out our food had not gotten on the ticket for preparation. The restaurant cashier felt so bad, she offered us a 25.00 gift card since we had already paid for the food. We accepted. Mistakes happen, and I still recommend that restaurant. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">LOVE THOSE WHO ARE DIFFERENT</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">We see a gay couple at church. We can speculate and gossip or we can go greet them and talk to them. One time while working at my Walgreens in Los Angeles, a man came in and asked about makeup. I figured out he was gay and he told me he was getting makeup for a show. I expressed genuine interest as I had no idea what he was talking about, and I learned something new. Next time he came to the store, he asked for me to be the one to help him. I know sometimes it can be easy to laugh at people behind their back, who are different from us, but that is not the way to learn and grow in life.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Love is about loving those who are different from us, not just those we think are like us. And who’s to say if we are not really more like them than we know… or more different. Who wants to be the same as everyone else anyways? Life would be only black or only white or only brown or only purple (hehe). One color -- how boring. What is food without salt? Where is the flavor of life if it all tastes the same? Is not everyone truly unique? </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">GOSSIP AND LAUGHTER: POSITIVE AND NEGATIVE</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Our minds are prone to speculation. We hear a couple yelling in public, and we think there must be abuse in the home, but maybe they are just opinionated and so engrossed in conversation that they don’t care what people around them are thinking. Or maybe they are just having a bad day. I used to have bad days in public. I never did get self conscious at those times because I did not realize how loud I was and how obvious our fight was to anyone in the near vicinity. And I just plain did not realize how little I cared then about the distress and awkwardness I was causing others.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">That brings up a new point. When we feel uncomfortable with a situation or a person or a different perspective or a way of living we are uninformed about or not used to, then its the natural reaction to turn to your friend and say something about it, and laugh or whatever. Yes, I understand that. I’ve done that many times. Thats why, its ok. Its ok to laugh with your friends when you are far enough away to not be heard--to ease the tension, to clear up your perhaps shared awkwardness.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Laughter is after all borne out of awkwardness. So its not wrong to laugh and enjoy the awkwardness with a friend. Still, if we are going to see this person again--like if they go to our small church or small group or live in our neighborhood, it might help to place ourselves in their shoes and give them the acceptance we would desire in their place. Maybe us learning to laugh with them, not at them at least when we’re with the person would help.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">We love to laugh in life, and laughter is not hate or dislike. Its merely awkwardness. This is a good reminder for us who are on the other side of the laughter, who feel like the outcast. I’ve been in both places so I understand. That’s why I can discuss this to both sides with candor.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">CONCLUSION: ATTITUDE OF ACCEPTANCE</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Cultivate an attitude of acceptance towards everyone around you. This may mean just a smile in the direction of strangers as you walk by, or a greeting if they are not busy doing something like talking with a friend or texting (as we do nowadays). Work on doing this unconditionally--meaning without getting hurt if there is no return response. Recognize that some people are in their own world perhaps needing time to think while away from their normal busy routine, or perhaps they are very involved in conversation with friends, etc… For we know that all of us have times like this when we are unresponsive to our neighbor’s greetings (neighbors being anyone in the vicinity of our presence). So lets not hold grudges against anyone, especially strangers. (Laughable when put this way, is it not?)</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Yes, lets laugh. Laugh at ourselves, laugh with each other. What good medicine, and how good at dissolving tension when we are laughing with our friends. As for me, I’ll try not and hold it against you… (Hehe). </span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11626299972771966788noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25020129.post-1015198720978479652015-01-15T17:53:00.001-08:002015-01-16T05:36:21.768-08:00Stitches of a Scarlet Letter<span style="font-weight: normal;">Anyone ever feel disenfranchised, isolated, or judged by society? Here's some food for thought.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>Stitches of a Scarlet Letter</b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>She is filled with so much love--</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i> that she is foolish.</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>She hears sometimes,</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>but is sometimes deaf.</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>Sometimes she hears,</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>but comprehends not.</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>Sometimes she hears</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>but cares not.</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>Sometimes she hears,</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>but acts like the wall fly</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>hearing the buzz of the room,</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>but without any reaction.</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>Stolid soul taking it in </i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>like medicine </i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>that one is forced to swallow</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>without daring to utter</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>a voice of protest.</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>Instead her heart cries, Be</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><b>Still </b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>the longer she stays,</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>the more the voices</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>toy with her.</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>They begin making</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>foolish conjectures.</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>She hears lies all around--</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>she knows they are lies.</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>Yet she is</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><b>Still</b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>each one adds </i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>another stitch</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>to the scarlet letter</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>forming on her heart.</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>She distracts herself.</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>She will not drink.</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>She cannot, will not</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><b>Think</b> </i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>too long </i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>and too hard,</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>because to do so</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>only drives her further</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>into the depths</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>of despair--</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>a despair she</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>need not have,</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>a despair that she </i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>would not</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>could not </i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>have. </i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>How could she</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><b>Despair</b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>the dream </i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>that has come </i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>true, </i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>just because </i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>part of the dream</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>seems a bygone.</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>Isn't it true,</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>that she has </i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>found the man</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>of her dreams</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>and yet</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>he's not </i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>as perfect</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>as she once </i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>thought. </i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>Yet he loves </i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>her--</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>Her whole family</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>loves her.</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>Yes why</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>despair . . . </i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>When she has</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>people who</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<i><br /></i>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><b>Love</b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11626299972771966788noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25020129.post-39666877003382904852014-12-05T16:34:00.002-08:002014-12-05T16:34:29.935-08:00Reflections: God and His universe and us Does the universe speak?<br />
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Maybe<br />
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Does God?<br />
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Yes.<br />
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Does God fill the universe?<br />
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Yes-- check the Psalms for confirmation. God fills the heavens and the earth and is in the fullness thereof. Isaiah... "The train of His garment fills the temple..." "And the whole earth is filled... and the whole earth is filled.... and the whole earth is filled with His glory!<br />
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Maybe the universe is almost "One" with Him just as We are meant to be One with Him. Check out John 14 for that one. <br />
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Brothers and sisters, are we not all in this world together? Does not the strong encourage the weak, and the weak only get stronger as this occurs? If life is a game, do we win alone? And what matters anyways... is winning the game of life the point? Do we need to be the best? What do we really need?<br />
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Each other. We are what matters. We are the pearl of great price together in this world, the pearl that Jesus found and saved, polished, and cherished. We are the treasure, together. <br />
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This earth is our provision for us, our children, our descendants; the nations of our offspring.<br />
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I do not know exactly what happens at death, and after it. I do know Jesus saves. He saves me. He saves us. In fact, I believe I heard it said somewhere that He saves the earth and the universe... now where was that... O yeah, the Bible. Its there... Something about renewing His creation at the end of the age when the Sons and Daughters of the Kingdom will be revealed.<br />
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Anyone who says they have all the answers, I just cannot take seriously anymore...<br />
Not saying, they have nothing good to say or anything, but I take it all with a grain of salt.<br />
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Its called thinking. Its called finding out for yourself. And only ONE knows the whole answer, while we all may have a piece of it. <br />
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Jesus saves, thats all we need to know and believe while being grateful and taking care of His great gifts to us.<br />
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That about sums it up, my thoughts for quite some time... Take it with a grain of salt... Amen.<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11626299972771966788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25020129.post-86730945475268875542013-11-24T16:24:00.001-08:002015-01-16T05:44:07.273-08:00Snapshot of the "perfectly normal" secretI'm perfectly normal. I just have a secret side to me. Everyone does. Who does'nt have their quirks, their ups, their downs; each their own silliness to shrug off?<br />
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If you live in Grapevine, Texas, I'm your friendly neighborhood cashier at Walgreens. Every day I do my best to smile and welcome the people who come through the door, and I enjoy the interactions I have with them no matter how mundane.<br />
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Sometimes, however, I have a bad day when my thoughts get a little wayward. Oh it used to be much worse than it is now. I used to believe and accept that the thoughts I had were true, and those false truths defined me for quite some time in my life. <br />
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I constantly overheard what I thought were the feelings of others towards me, bits of conversations I heard became clear in my mind as utterances of dislike, and it drove a wedge between myself and everyone else. For awhile I accepted it, but not anymore.<br />
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When I was younger, I felt unloved but I did not understand why. The feelings of rejections imbedded themselves subconsciously from things I overheard or read in others' body language. Now I notice when I overhear something, and I get feedback about it either from the person who I thought said it (if I feel comfortable with them), or with my husband later on. When I started doing this, I found out that I was overhearing a lot of the wrong things. <br />
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In Proverbs it says to avoid overhearing conversations not meant for your ears because you may hear someone laughing at you... and you too may have laughed at another. That does not mean it is our final opinion of the person. <br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11626299972771966788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25020129.post-76923596177636022852013-01-06T10:48:00.001-08:002013-01-06T10:48:28.587-08:00<div style="text-align: center;">
<b>The Rose That Helped me Smell the Flowers</b></div>
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<br />A Rose sprung up at my workplace who was quite nice. Ironically, the first thing I felt was the thorn. Ouch! That hurt. This Rose must've thought me quite nasty as I quickly dropped her to the floor. However, a funny thing came about. When she hit the floor she looked up at me and smiled. Soon, I was smiling back. And then as I worked with her I developed a relationship with this flower. This Rose found out more about me and began reflecting back to me parts of myself, good stuff I did not realize or thought wrong to advertise. This Rose is part of the reason I also blossomed and became a flower. I became a Violet. </div>
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As a Violet, I attracted the bees just like she did, and one day a bee picked me up and swept me away where I landed in another state. The Rose tried to keep in touch but the violet was preoccupied w her new life. One day I called and didnt get a response. I tried to find her in my facebook friends but alas she was no longer there. The worst part is this Violet could probably find her if she remembered her last name. And so she learned sometimes last names are important too.</div>
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And so Rose of Walgreens in Eagle Rock, this blog is for you and I hope and pray you find this when you need it.</div>
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I dont know where you are, but you are special--God has used you to bless me as I pray I am passing blessings along to others. </div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11626299972771966788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25020129.post-59123965690859587812012-10-07T08:46:00.000-07:002015-01-16T05:49:51.750-08:00Man of my dreams: our relationship and how it changed me<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml>
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When I married the man of my dreams, I just knew he was the
one for me.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>How did I know?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Well, I wrote a list of qualities I wanted in
a man, but it took me time to grow enough to be ready to find him and to get to
know the things that mattered.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>That's
why I waited until I was 30 to marry.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>But how did I know so quick?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I
met and married him in a year.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Well, I
dated a couple of guys before that, but it was him that I finally opened up to,
and it was him who challenged me mentally, stretching me spiritually as well.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Not only that, He made me feel accepted.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He noticed me right away, and he made me feel
special instantly.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Admittedly I was a
bit uncomfortable when he first asked me out, but I felt I could say yes
after having a car ride with him in which I found out he also had an Assembly
of God background like me.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He also had
been stretched beyond the denominational boundary-line like me.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span> </div>
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He was definitely worth checking out, and who
was I to argue?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Hence our relationship
began and blossomed to marriage and now what it is today.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My man came at the right time for me, for I
was beginning to have to say no to men I knew were not quite right for me.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>That was the hardest thing for me to do,
since I loved the attention.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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<br /></div>
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For the first couple years of our marriage, I always craved
his attention, and I may have demanded a bit much of him--but he gave me what
he could, and I knew he loved me.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He
brought healing to my emotions, sometimes taking the time to do some deep level
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With the birth of my new baby girl, I realized life would
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difficult to give most of my attention to my baby girl and let my husband sleep
in his "off" hours.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But then
one day my husband said something that caught my attention.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I had just had a kind of embarrassing fight
with him in front of family.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He told me
that night that I was being selfish.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He
said it not to hurt me, but to help me.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>And help me it did, though I grieved for several days, begging God's
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<br /></div>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And so began the
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work.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I told Jesus He could go ahead and
be my boss whether I'm working or at home.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>And I meant it now, because I knew what it meant.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I had often told Jesus, I would "let"
Him be my Lord... What I did not realize is that He is Lord of all whether any
of us "let" Him or not.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>With
this recognition came peace and a change of heart, and I keep claiming and
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<br /></div>
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As a woman of God, I do my best to submit to my husband,
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have to work on some things.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And it does
not mean I am not assertive when I feel the need.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As long as my husband can come to agreement
with me or at least agree to disagree, I can do what I feel is best.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We are a good team!</div>
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Check out this article on relationships: <a href="http://www.examiner.com/article/emotional-and-physical-intimacy-relationship-advice-from-ephesians-2-14">http://www.examiner.com/article/emotional-and-physical-intimacy-relationship-advice-from-ephesians-2-14</a></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11626299972771966788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25020129.post-40928999370075010152012-09-30T20:36:00.000-07:002012-09-30T20:36:13.784-07:00Walgreens, Thank you.<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml>
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<i>Walgreens impressed in me a growing attitude of
appreciation for people—coworkers, customers, and friends.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They’re all people, unique with sometimes delicious
surprises for conversation.</i> – Rachel Marocco.</div>
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When I began work at Walgreens in Minneapolis in 1999, I
encountered many people different in backgrounds, nationalities, languages, and
races.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>At first, I was scared stiff of
all of them.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It was even hard to concentrate
at the register.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But as I continued
working, the first thing that struck me is the empathy of my customers.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>There were many awkward encounters and
customers who were rough with me partly because I messed up sometimes but some
of them really expected a lot and took it for granted that I would give it to them—for
instance it was there that I learned to always get the coupon out for the
customer—people appreciated it, but if I forgot a few took offense.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>However when such things happened most other
customers would say the most wonderful things to make me feel better. </div>
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Needless to say I only continued to improve on the job when
I moved to the Walgreens in Eagle Rock, CA.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>It was there that I found inner strength to deal when customers were
displeased at first—and it even seemed I could pull them over to see the
good.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Some of those people became my
regular customers, my friends.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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Then when I moved to the Grapevine Walgreens, I pushed
myself hard to get better at all the skills an associate could possibly do, and
I am still working on those skills there.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>I was thrilled to learn of the program that puts me in the employee of
the month position when customers give me a nine for service.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Its great that there’s a way for me to be
rewarded for the friendliness and help I already love to give customers just
because they are people too, and deserve it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
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I also like the new Loyalty Rewards Card Walgreens is doing
partly because now when people scan their card I can learn their name, and if
they do come more regularly, my hope would be that I could remember and call
them by name, for they are people in my neighborhood. That, and the great deals that I and my customers can get--especially the extra dollars off=free stuff! I love the way Walgreens is rewarding their regular customers with these extra bonuses.</div>
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Now I am thinking of fun ways I can become a better
contributor to Walgreens.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>One person
complained to me once about the new CEO in charge of Walgreens; and as I mulled
it over, I had the thought—well he is competitive, diplomatic, and shrewd, and looks
like he’s a risk taker too.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Sounds like
someone who may very well be good for the company.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Plus as I see the new things coming out of
Walgreens for employees, such as the Life and Work Counseling department to
help employees with issues ranging from financial to more personal items included
in the life and work balance; <b>I’d say Walgreens is already cutting edge, so I
am proud to be a part of it.</b></div>
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<span style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="background-color: cyan;">Thank you Walgreens </span></span></h1>
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<span style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Reminder to Minneapolis, your names are all pseudonymns! Thanks. You know who you are. </span><br />
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<span style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Just
a quick summary should wrap it up: a song will do.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I sing this to the tune of "Thank you
for giving to the Lord" Check google for the tune to the chorus and maybe
you can hear it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>"Th--a--nk <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>you for being who you are.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I am a life that was saved.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Th--a--nk you for being who you are.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I am so glad you gave."<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Now change the tune to "Mary had a
little lamb."<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>"You g-a-ve of
your time each <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>day, smiled each day,
talked each day.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You showed your care in
your own way 'til I found out I was cool.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Mr. Landing, thank you for all your concern for me.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> Amanda, </span>Tianna, Russel, Rosanne, Loren, Scar, Saint
(St). <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Kristin and Josh thank you for
your cheerful outlooks, smiles, and<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>paying attention to me.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>This next
verse is also for you especially.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>"You
taught me how to laugh and play, laugh and play, laugh and play.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You taught me how to laugh and play, while
working it was cool!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Thanks especially
to Julie .J.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"></span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You all Rock!!!!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div>
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