Category: LIFE

what is coming out of your mouth

What is coming out of your mouth?

Why are some people so mean and thoughtless?

Why am I at times?

Why do we say such unkind things?

Why do we use words like “retarded” and stupid?

 Words by themselves are fairly neutral but we all know how we feel when we’ve been the recipient of a word used in a derogatory way. “Retarded” is a perfectly good word if we’re referring to something other than a person.

Many times we don’t mean our words to suggest anything other than what they literally mean. We’re not intending to hurt.

But words do hurt.

It’s absolutely ridiculous to think that “Sticks and stones may bring my bones, but words will never hurt me.” Who coined that ridiculous phrase anyway? And our culture has deteriorated rapidly in this area. Watch any reality show and you’ll see what I mean.  What has happened to our sense of humor that we think making fun of someone is even remotely funny?

What has happened to our sense of humor that we think making fun of someone is even remotely funny?

Of course, the “sticks and stones” phrase is meant to be used as a retort to someone who’s said something unkind to us. A way of getting back at them and letting them think their words didn’t hurt us.

Let’s be very careful our word choices. Next to our actions, our words say a lot about us and determine our own moods, more than anything else.  We simply cannot say cruel things to others without it hurting us as well.  I always feel a little sorry for someone who can’t control their speech because I know they are not happy people inside because…………..

Happy people use life-affirming words.

(By the way, if you’re dealing with depression you, of all people, need to use life-affirming words. What comes out of your own mouth will set the tone for your mood.)

God bless and have a good day.

(PS. I was downloading some pictures from my phone to my blog and apparently I accidentally hit publish for one of them which is why you saw a picture yesterday with no post attached. But maybe we can consider that a “teaser” for what is to come. I’m finally getting ready to share our kitchen re-do from a couple of years ago. I know, I know. A little late. But I’ve had to find all the before pictures which has taken a lot of time.)

green vase

We can all be tempted to “spew”

(I posted this four years ago but it’s a good reminder that given certain circumstances, we can all be tempted to spew out harsh words.)


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I found this fun vase at a thrift store in Florida and I so wanted it to take it home.  But my husband and I had flown down to Florida and only had one carry-on piece of luggage apiece.  My husband bought it anyway and said he had room in his suitcase.  Seeing as it was carry-on luggage, we figured we could get it home unbroken.

We arrive at the airport and hand the boarding passes to the agent.  He waves me through and I head down the tarmac but my husband is not behind me.  I wait a few minutes and he’s still not there.  I go back to the entrance and my hubby is having a “discussion” with the agent about the fact that he (my husband) had one too many pieces of luggage and he would have to check the piece of luggage that is holding my precious five-dollar vase.

My hubby was carrying my computer case so he had three items. (I should add that my husband at this point had extensively traveled internationally and certainly knew how much luggage he could carry-on. However, this trip we didn’t use his frequent flyer status because the tickets were so cheap we didn’t want to use his earned miles.)

I offered to take my computer case but then I would have three items because the agent was considering my small purse as luggage!

We have traveled extensively and this is the first time my purse has counted as luggage. (Now I want you to know that our carry-ons were easily half the size of what most people carry on. We pack very lightly.) Our computer bags are also small.  So I tell the ticket agent that I can easily put my purse inside my carry-on as I have plenty of room.

Problem solved.

Right?

Wrong.

He was one of those agents one runs across now and then that seems intent on making a traveler’s life miserable. He said it was too late as he’d already tagged my husband’s luggage.  God forbid he had to do any work. At this point, I am so ready to call him a jerk when I realize that:

(1) I might never get on the plane,

(2) The flight has already been delayed two hours,

(3) It’s ten o’clock at night,

(4) We have a two-hour flight plus an hour-long ride home from the airport still facing us and

(5) We started this trip home eleven hours earlier and we’re tired. (It took us only two hours on the flight down.)

When we arrive at our destination, I took pictures of how much luggage some people were carrying and that made me even madder. We still don’t get why we were singled out and there’s a letter going to the airline for sure. During that whole two hours of flight, I was fuming the entire time.

Aren’t you wondering how this story turns out? Well, let’s just say my vase has a prized spot on my fireplace, all in one piece. Yea! (Of course, it’s no longer green.)

I came close. If it hadn’t been for the fact that I wanted to get home as scheduled, I could have easily succumbed to a tirade of angry words.

I tried to tell myself the agent was just having a bad day. That’s not an excuse, of course. We all have bad days. But I decided his bad day wasn’t going to become mine.

God bless and I hope you have a good day.

 

 

survivors guilt

Are you suffering “survivor’s guilt” syndrome?

I don’t know about you but I feel like I am.

Every time I’ve watched the news this past month, I’ve felt a little guilty that so many have suffered and I haven’t.

Then I think of those in Las Vegas who survived and I can only imagine how they feel.

I’m sure they’re asking, “Why me?”, “Why them?”  Survivor’s Syndrome is a very real thing.

You can read about one person’s personal experience here:

http://www.cnn.com/2014/01/08/health/survivor-guilt-plane-crash-sole-survivor/index.html

And even if you aren’t aware of it, you are probably internalizing a lot of what has happened recently.

It’s hard to accept one’s blessings when we are aware of other people’s suffering. But that’s always been hard for me. I’ve often had a hard time embracing my own happiness. But then I’m reminded that I am supposed to have “joy unspeakable and full of glory”. Besides, I’ve had my share of heartbreak and I will again.  The ebbs and flows of life are just that, ebbs and flows.

We should embrace the good when it’s good and learn to adjust to the bad when we need to.

We needn’t feel guilty we are happy as long as we’re doing our best to share our good fortune with others.

So maybe while we’re praying for the victims, we should remember to pray for those who survived. They are victims, too.

God bless and have a good day.

 

 

 

some great tips for lots of different things

I follow Jillee at:

https://www.onegoodthingbyjillee.com/why-didnt-i-think-of-that-part-eight?utm_source=DailyRSSNewsletter&utm_medium=Email&utm_content=Button&utm_campaign=RSSNewsletter&omhide=tru

Here is what she posted today. I thought some of these were brilliant.

Just wanted to share with you on a rainy Saturday here in Michigan.

God bless and have a good one.

More about praying specifically

My husband sent this to me recently. It’s from Max Lucado.

Thought I would share with all of you as I’ve been posting about this subject this week.

“A father was teaching his three-year-old daughter the Lord’s Prayer. She would repeat the lines after him. Finally she decided to go solo.

She carefully enunciated each word, right up to the end of the prayer. “Lead us not into temptation,” she prayed, “but deliver us from e-mail.”

Not a bad prayer!

God calls us to pray about everything! We tell God exactly what we want. We pray the particulars. When the wedding ran low on wine, Mary wasn’t content to say, “Help us, Jesus.” She was specific. She said, “They have no more wine” (John 2:3 NIV).

A specific prayer is a serious prayer.

If I say to you, “Do you mind if I come by your house sometime?” you may not take me seriously. But if I say, “Can I come over this Friday night? I really need your advice.” Then you know my petition is sincere. When we offer specific requests, God knows the same. So, offer yours!“

God bless and have a great day.

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