Category: faith

  • it doesn’t matter – nobody cares about that – the tangled web

    it doesn’t matter – nobody cares about that – the tangled web

    “It doesn’t matter – nobody cares about that…”  Gosh what words. Oh the tangled web we weave… Apathy, one of the world’s most dangerous emotions…

    Here lately, it seems that what we have here is a failure to communicate.  I think that I am saying one thing but the receiver comes out with a response that indicates that what I said doesn’t seem to come through as what I said.  Uh-oh.  This worries me.  Saddens me actually, because when you read the news, the whole world seems to be flying out of control at its center.  The gravity seems to not be working so well anymore.

    I wonder…should I rapidly ditch all the people who purport ridiculous things – the haters out there – and yet… what they do, and how they act, make me feel hateful at times.  Ah.  This is it.  This is where I have to stop myself in my tracks and correct the course of my own behavior.

    Yup.  And this, my friends, is not taught to the wee ones much anymore.  The trend is to let people – even encourage people – to say what is on their minds to anyone, and if they don’t listen, well then, it’s okay to threaten, and hey, in their minds, it’s seeming okay to get a gun that will mow down as many people in as short a period of time as possible.  Where has the lesson on keeping yourself in check gone?  Who ripped that chapter out of the books?

    I know anger.  I know rage.  I understand how it feels.  But, I feel regretful for those times that I did act out – and my acting out pales by comparison to the acts of those who, here lately, have been engaged in some major acting out – this is world class disaster category acting out.  And it gives a bad name to a religion that really isn’t for that, any more than any other major world class religion.

    To me, it’s bad behavior, bad manners, and a lack of self-control –  this is because someone did not teach their kids how to manage anger properly.  If someone is raised by an angry person or angry people, then they will consider this to be normal.  This is a problem.  Are we becoming an endangered species?  There was that post last year…

    Anger moves to rage, and that rage is what makes people do unspeakable things.  I think that we need to think about it in these terms, because truly, all this blaming, doesn’t really give anyone a solution – and violence is not a part of the solution – it just creates more rage.

    Encourage others to take personal responsibility for their feelings – by taking personal responsibility of your feelings and don’t stuff them until they burn – calmly consider what they mean, and try to process them without killing people.  Please.  Take a deep breath…

  • life as it goes on, and sometimes it unravels…

    life as it goes on, and sometimes it unravels…

    Here lately, so much has been happening that it is difficult for us to know the extent to which it impacts us – we just have a lot of swirling thoughts and those that remind us of the past, of course, as life has a habit of digging up those and bringing them forward. 

    Our friends’ daughter was killed in an auto accident last week, and swiftly all the events of their lives were set out, on a different path.  Instantly, just like that.  It happens.  These are reminders that we are not in control here.  We only have glimpses that we call control, like my fingers on this keyboard.  Fleeting.

    We hold onto our forward course, but sometimes the course changes – and we are disrupted onto a new course of moving forward, just in a different direction.  Similar events from my past are re-lived in understanding and empathizing with my friends.  We share the road of the common experience.  Our minds adjust, as much as they can – but they are changed minds.  Human experience is that way.

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    She was a beautiful girl, but had challenges throughout her life.  Where she seemed to flourish the most was at the time she had her babies but still she seemed challenged to attain a solid happy spot in her life.  We will miss her and it goes to remind us how people touch our lives, no matter how distant they are, you do get pulled into the relationships once you meet them, watch them grow up, and become young adults…

  • Another one joins the choir

    Another one joins the choir

     

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    It was a weird week. 

    We had flooding.  We rescued our friend’s 89 year old father from the airport as the storms had lessened somewhat, he was marooned there, waiting to leave the next day on his flight home.  Lots to let us know that the best made plans aren’t anything but plans…

    We lost Prince this week.  Prince The Artist. 

    He was an amazing, push the envelope kind of guy – a musician who was flamboyant, artistic, emotional, moving, and at times, just fun and crazy – he made us want to dance and express ourselves – at least people in my crowd were inclined to do that when we were at parties or dances and his music began to play.

    Wow, the big up yonder is certainly filling up with musicians and artists here lately.  I think that a big band is getting ready to play.  We can, in the meantime, listen to his music and imagine that it is still 1999, that we are driving a red corvette, and wearing a raspberry beret in the purple rain.

    Farewell, Prince – we hope the pain has lessened and that you are rocking once again.