This week’s kindness challenge focused on being kind. When it comes to kindness, the sky is the limit. By that I mean, acts of kindness are just there, always available because most anything we do for another to help another or to promote positive energy can be considered being kind.
The exercises such as making eye contact, greeting people around me, holding the door for the person after me and leaving water out for stray animals were taught to my sisters and I good ole’ southern manners so these acts of kindness just come naturally to me.
To reach out and really show some kindness this week, I made more of an effort to keep any displeasure with my kids’ father to a minimum and communicated with him while choosing to ignore any jabs or innuendos he shot at me. And if you knew me, you’d understand that this is quite a feat. I’ve mentioned a few times that I generally tend to speak before I think. However, since I’m on the subject, I am content to say I have improved in that area.
My neighbor had surgery this past week and since she’s been home, I have devoted some of my time just visiting with her, offering help in anything that she may need.
Another act of kindness was toward the job that I just quit last week. I have been sending people that are searching for jobs to that location. I felt so horrible for quitting and by sending applicants to that location, my position will get filled quicker which means the other employees aren’t working shorthanded.
One big deal that I’ve been making more of an effort to do is make sure the kitchen is clean before I go to bed at night. I have no problem going to bed and waking to dirty dishes in the sink, but my husband likes the kitchen to be all tidied up so he wakes up to a clean kitchen.
One of my other neighbors has been a thorn in our side almost since we moved into our home many years ago (9 actually). However, with this week’s challenge in mind as well as kindness itself, I made extra effort to be the chatty neighbor with her this week. And I have decided that she can be as pleasant or unpleasant as she chooses, but I will no longer be unpleasant toward her.
It’s a wonderful feeling to show kindness all the time even when you don’t really feel the mood of kindness. And, yes, it is quite easy to be kind to others.
As always, whoever reads this has a wonderful day. Don’t be afraid to leave comments or offer insight. It bolsters community as long as the comments are made respectfully and with kindness.
Who doesn’t ever sit and reminisce about their younger years?
This evening I started feeling a little icky and couldn’t sleep so I got up to watch a movie, Dirty Dancing.
Watching that movie brought back many memories of different movies we watched as youngsters which then prompted me to keep watching movies.
Some of my favorite movies as an 80’s/90’s childhood are:
Dirty Dancing. My sisters and I would sit for hours and keep rewinding the videos just far enough to rewatch the ending. Yes, videos! I am that old!
Footloose. Another movie we rewind far enough just to rewatch the ending.
The Goonies. Something about a group of teens finding treasure that was just so appealing to our young minds.
Big. You know the movie of a boy who goes to a carnival and visits the Zoltar machine to make a wish that ends up being granted, just not quite like the boy expected.
Teen Witch. You have to remember that movie! A run of the mill average girl, nothing special who gains popularity almost overnight and ends up dating that sexy beast of a guy. There isn’t a girl in the world who didn’t want to be that girl in the movie.
Mannequin. If you don’t know that movie then you definitely weren’t raised in the 80’s!
Grease. This is another movie that got rewound over and over just far enough to watch the ending again.
Splash. Remember the beautiful girl that the guys falls in love with who just so happens to turn into a mermaid when she’s in water. Oh, how we wished to be mermaids?
E.T. Of course, any 80’s child’s movie collection is not complete without this popular alien movie.
Back to the Futures. In homeschool this past year, my kids got a kick out of watching those movies on the day that was the future in the movie: October 21, 2015.
Oh, the memories of childhood. The kids these days don’t even know. I watch my kids now, watch them in their interactions, their play, their growing and learning. It’s amazing. I, as a child, didn’t have the nintendos or the ataris or any other popular game systems of that era. We maybe had some card games and board games that we played. Religiously. Mostly, though, we were outdoors. We got creative in our play. We had to. We didn’t have money growing up which means we didn’t get all the toys, the fancy bikes, etc. We got creative. We made houses out of leaves raked into squares and rows to imitate the walls. We played in mud holes. We climbed trees and played hide-n-seek. We ran through the fields picking wild flowers and playing chase. We played war in the woods beside our house.
Lordy mercy, it’s hard for me to believe I am old enough to have these memories. But hey, they say oldies are goodies.
What are some of your favorite movies from the 80’s and 90’s?
Today, one of my children had an appointment in town so we were up there for about 4 hours. After the appointment, we got a bite to eat and then drove back home. When I say town, I mean the bigger town that we go to quite a bit that is 60 miles away. It’s quite a hike. With summer here now, the road crews are out in full force. At least half way to town is under road construction and has two different stops (one lane traffic). These stops, I swear, take 10-15 minutes of waiting, if not longer. The ride home was quite. I only had my girls who were sleeping in their car seats. So, it was me, the radio, and miles of blacktop.
I couldn’t help but think on the ride, how thankful I was for the peace and quiet. Time in which I could just focus on my driving and nothing else. It’s amazing how much one can notice of his/her surroundings when your mind is at ease and peacefulness envelopes you. As I drove, I noticed as we got closer to home, storm clouds were darkening the area. It sprinkled here and there. It didn’t downpour or anything, but it was enough to need the wipers.
I love a good storm and where I live, we don’t get the storms like down south where I’m from. And I miss them.
When we arrived home, I got the kids in the house and settled down. They are always extra rowdy after the long drive….bundles of energy stored for the moment they jump out of the vehicle. For about half an hour, I just kept repeating:
close the door.
stay off the road.
quit running in and out.
close the darn door!
Finally, I got them inside with a snack and settled for a short movie, which the two youngest watched for only about 5 minutes and they were off again to find the next burst of trouble they could get into.
My time of peace had been replaced with energy….lots and lots and lots of energy. I totally wish I could bottle that energy and save it for myself 🙂
And then I looked out my window to notice my kids’ bike in the neighbors yard. I opened the door to go outside and it was pouring. Hard, heavy rain. I giggled to myself because I still had to get that darn bike.
Then, suddenly, I just felt a giddy kind of peacefulness all over again.
I called to the girls to come outside because we were going to play in the rain. When only the two youngest came outside, they didn’t want to step outside but they laughed when they seen me dancing goofily in the rain. Finally, I was able to draw them both out for a short moment or two…very short-lived.
I stood out there in that rain, letting it drench my clothes, and danced like an idiot.
But, you know what?
I didn’t care. Not one little bit did I care about how silly I must have looked because I felt such joy and it made my children laugh with happiness and silliness.
And what more to be thankful for than the giggles of two beautiful little girls. It’s these moments in life that remind me of the great Love of God and how thankful I am for that love.
Happiness is what we all search for. We look for it in everything we do, everyone we meet, and everywhere we go. Scale Simple created her own and is asking for other bloggers to create their own lists of 101 happiness’s in their lives.
Happiness 101 Simple Things Challenge rules…
Write 101 Simple things that make you happy
Tag 5 bloggers who you would like to invite to take part in this challenge
Honestly, I do not follow the news that closely for a couple of different reasons:
The news stations report news of the highest bidder. What this means is that the viewers only get half-truths or no truth at all. News is a compilation of events in the world, in your state, city, wherever you are and are based on the opinion of whoever can pay more or if you prefer, whoever is reporting at the time. Yes, I really believe that. However, I do realize that some news footages do hold fact and these include but not limited to: weather related incidents, daily happenings in the area, accident fatalities, etc.
News segments in a half-hour sitting are skewed which means the focus is on non-essential information whereas the essential information has less air time during the half-hour the news is on for.
And as always, when one story is being reported on another story is being covered up.
Obviously, I have no faith in the news. Presidential debates and other voting times throughout the year hold the same appeal to me.
However, the stories all over the tabloids and other media (paper or otherwise) these days have been focusing on LGBT rights and abortion (these are the ones I am going to focus on), but there are possibly more. In fact, I’m fairly certain there are more issues being discussed.
As I said, I do not watch the news and I don’t read the news, but these two issues have been front and center for a while now. Why?
Why are we pursuing the abortion issue when it’s (sadly) already legal? It will forever be a topic if disagreement and nobody really wins. What’s even more sad is that it’s not only legal, but it’s also promoted as a selfless act. As it’s been said, have sex and if it results in pregnancy. No worries, just get an abortion. And since our oh-so-reliable (rolling my eyes) news focus’s on the ever-so-important (again, the eye-rolling) lives of entertainment celebrities and their poor choices of handling life altering events (in this particular circumstance the event is pregnancy) getting blasted all over media websites, well then how could it not be the best solution to the problem of irresponsible decisions (unprotected sex)? I get that sometimes (more often than one might think) pregnancy is the result of terrible circumstances (rape and/or molestation), but the fact remains: a fetus has been created and to abort that fetus is taking the life of an unborn CHILD because as it states in the Bible:
Before I formed you in the womb I knew you. Before you were born I set you apart; I appointed you as a prophet to the nations -Jeremiah 1:5
Why are we pursing the rights of the LGBT community when the rights they are trying to get (they feel their rights are infringed upon) when gotten infringe upon the rights of others? How do two wrongs make a right? More important than the two wrongs theory is that of which God teaches:
If there is a man who lies with a male as those who lie with a woman, both of them have committed a detestable act; they shall surely be put to death. Their bloodguiltiness is upon them. – Leviticus 20:13
One must understand that the sin is not homosexuality itself, but rather the act committed in homosexual relationships. To be gay, lesbian, transgender, or bisexual is not a sin until one lies with the same sex. Of course, sex outside of marriage for anyone is considered a sin.
But, switching gears back to the two wrongs theory which brings to mind a smear campaign I ran across recently. My source of news is Facebook and all of the validity or lack thereof that that implies (as I said, validity is questionable with news no matter where it comes from). On a day not to long ago, I read something a little silly. Here it is: And yes, I warn you now, it is focused on the presidential debates happening so rampantly right now, namely Donald Trump. The ad tells about Donald Trumps source winning votes (let me see if I can remember it) and goes on to, for some reason, demean Christians (what one has to do with the other is questionable—maybe someone would like to explain, nicely please). Actually, I will just post the image:
The FB responses to this meme (I think that’s what you call it, I could be wrong it wouldn’t surprise me in the least. Technical jargon is not my forte) include:
They are not true christians (name withheld for obvious reasons). The response to this response: Total hypocrites (name withheld).
That they have tolerance and mercy which are very much christian virtues. Spread the love, geez (my response to both the responses above)
If they spread love to opposing candidates, that would be easier to do. Unfortunately, I don’t see that happening (name withheld AND response to my response)
Well as they say..2 wrongs don’t make a right. Just because one doesn’t do something does not mean that another can’t. At the end of the day we are accountable for our own behaviors. (my response to the above response)
agreed (name withheld AND response to my last response)
Do you see the absurdity of this smear tactic?
For one, a Christian is just as human as anyone else. They make mistakes. They sin. They are not perfect. They go to church and bring glory to God because they are sinners not because they aren’t.
And two, during the smear campaigns of the presidential debates, all parties will say whatever they can against the others to keep their count up. (reason enough not to trust any of what is said).
And we come to number three, if Christians aren’t showing love and mercy to their neighbors (which just so happen to be every other human being in the world, not just the neighbor to your left or to your right or to the north/south–use your own preference of location description terms), then how is he/she following the Christian principles which promote love and mercy?
Besides that, these debates are not based on Christian principle. Honestly, who the heck knows what they are based on other than money, power, and, quite simply, greed? To make matters even more interesting or confusing (however you choose to look at it), aren’t Christians allowed to vote? When the choices are limited (which they are in most campaigns), I am under the impression that a Christian will vote for whichever candidate’s values and morals align with said Christian. This is a true voting technique for most voters.
Kind of silly, wouldn’t you agree?
So, here’s the deal in a nutshell:
If you don’t believe in abortion, then don’t support it in any way, shape or form otherwise you are just as guilty because in your lack of whatever support you choose to give, you are defending the rights of the unborn. For instance, not to long ago, I chose to walk for March for Babies. I got the donations, I turned the money in (which is still faulty), but my research took place after I’d already committed to the walk. During my research, I learned that although they raise money to help promote knowledge of and prevent premature births, they also support planned parenthood which we all know is legal abortion. I felt horrible! Afterwards, I went on to explain to anyone of my donors that questioned me about how I fared in the walk how incredibly sorry I was for asking for their donation because of that snippet of information I found about the support of abortion. I even wrote a post about it, found here and a mention here.
If your beliefs teach against LGBT relations then again, don’t support it in any way, shape or form and again, you are just as guilty if privy and party to any form of support.
As a Christian, or even if you’re not, it’s not your job to judge others. Judgments are left to the Master and He alone. I’ve mentioned it before, but shall again:
He who judges another shall be judged accordingly. (Paraphrased of course) – Matthew 7:1-5
As I’ve mentioned before, information contained in this blog is my whole bunch of opinion, what I’ve learned in my life, and the teachings of my Creator. Take with it what you will, comment where you want (nicely of course), and drop by again. If you follow me, thank you. If you don’t already, then please do or not. I enjoy comments that commend me as well as the ones that disagree with me. I will always try to answer.
I like the letter matching names for each of the given days such as Tender Tuesday. However, with this given day, I have been going back and forth on names. However, I like the sound of Tender Tuesday so from this day forth, Tuesdays are designated as days that will possibly lean to the emotional side of life, which tends to happen with most of my posts because I don’t know. It’s just who I am, I guess.
Anyway, today’s topic is loss of a loved one.
I, fortunately, have not suffered a great loss in my life because nobody I’ve been really close to has past on. My grandpa and my uncle passed away about 10 years ago, give or take. Honestly though, I wasn’t real close with them. When they passed, I did cry because it’s sad. Generally, it’s sad when anyone leaves this world. Right?
Anyway enough rambling there.
Recently, as previously mentioned, someone I knew many years ago passed away and he was quite young, only 40. Four years ago, someone a little bit closer to home, so to speak, passed away and she was younger yet. These deaths are the ones that have hit me the hardest. Maybe it’s because I knew them. Maybe it’s only because of the death itself. Either way, these have really sunk into my heart and made an impression there. I think about their families. I think about what gets left behind. I think about the change that their homes must now endure. My heart goes out to their families. Their children. Their spouses.
And then, inevitably, my thoughts start racing with worries of my own children and my husband in the event of my death. Or even worse, in the event of my husbands’ death.
Thoughts of being without the other.
Thoughts of my children being without a mother or a father.
Thoughts of emotional acceptance, grieving.
Thoughts of life continuing after such an event.
Thoughts of money, how to survive.
How does one even prepare for such sadness? Where does one even begin to heal after such a loss? The anxiety begins to set in. My nerves get bound and my breathing quickens or shallows depending on the thought itself. Oh, life is scary sometimes.
I have to constantly remind myself to have Faith. To keep Faith.
Because God is with me at all times. He is the strength we need. He is the healer of all. He is the Everything.
Do not fear, for I am with you; do not anxiously look about you, for I am your God. I will strengthen you, surely I will help you, surely I will uphold you with My righteous right hand. – Isaish 41:10
A prayer to all who have lost someone:
Bless those who mourn, eternal God,
with the comfort of your love
that they may face each new day with hope
and the certainty that nothing can destroy
the good that has been given. May their memories become joyful,
their days enriched with friendship,
and their lives encircled by your love.
Say ‘I love you’ to the ones you love.
Every day because you just don’t know when it will be the last time.
Make every moment in your life count, spend time with loved ones, make friends, spread love all around you because these are the memories worth making.
My heart goes out to the family of the person whom I mentioned above. I didn’t know him anymore, but I am certain that he was loved by all who did.
It’s a wonderful escape on those same hot summer days.
About 70% of the earth is covered in water.
About 60% of the human body is water.
It’s no wonder why humans love water so much.
cool and refreshing
sometimes clear, sometimes not so clear
welcoming on those hot sweaty days in the midst of summer and welcoming on those cold, brisk days when a person is able to sit in a hot tub or stand under a warm spray of droplets.
From the mud puddles in the yard to the cascades of water falls roaring over the mountains edge into a pool of water below, to the crashing waves of the sea, water is tempting. It seems to beckon to a person, calling out:
come to me, come to me.
Adults and kids alike are drawn to water for some reason or another. It sustains life. It aids in growth.
When I think of water, my first thoughts are always of the ocean. I LOVE water. I LOVE being near the water. I LOVE being in the water.
But I am scared of it, especially near the sea and in water that I can’t see through. And that freaks me out. I am scared of what is going to get me from in the water when I can’t see. The ocean is scary due to its’ shear vastness, the tidal waves, the undertow, and what lives below the surface. At the same time, it’s exhilarating for those very same reasons.
For starters, camping over the weekend was meaningful. Since I no longer have a job, I was able to spend the weekend with my family, enjoying the windy weather. Quite a change from the last camping trip, but it was fun. On Sunday, which has already been posted on, we just spent the day together after church, enjoying what God has blessed us with….one another: the children, the husband, and the wife as well as my parents and siblings.
My husband and I were able to have some much needed time, here and there, in which we could conversate without children’s ears. You know, all that good, adult responsibility kind of conversation. However, we were also able to focus on some conversation as husband and wife and friends, the kind of conversation every relationship needs to flourish. It’s the kind of the conversation in which you discover something new about the other. Through the reading I’ve been doing to help improve myself as a wife and a mother and strengthen my walk with God, I have discovered quite a few things about love and marriage that I didn’t know. For instance, I’ve known for a long time that falling in love is pretty simple, but staying in love and building the relationship after the initial oohs and aahs have subsided is a choice. Choosing to love someone is the hardest part when right smack dab in the middle of what feels like total hell. Argument and after argument and after yet another argument. Hurt feelings covered by anger. A heart full of love that has become over-shadowed by one that has been broken multiple times. This is true for most any relationship and choosing to love through all of it is where the loving gets hard and harder yet. What I didn’t know is when choosing love, a person is making a conscious choice to put the other above themselves even in the midst of all the pain. So many times when a person gets hurt, he or she withdraws. When choosing to love, said person continues to do things that show love even when he or she doesn’t feel love at the moment. And that’s the kind of love that lasts.
What else made my week so meaningful?
Father’s Day. I wrote a Father’s Day post for my dad, who doesn’t get on the computer much and doesn’t know I have a blog so getting the letter is only possible if I actually gave him a copy in hand.
Which I did!
I copied and printed what I posted on my blog to give him a hard copy. It was wonderful! My dad is not much of a talker when it comes to emotions, a trait I inherited from him (although I’m working on it and improving), but he needed to know everything that I wrote to him. I wanted to let him know that even though it appeared as if I wasn’t paying attention in my youth, I really was.
And you know what?
Later, after he read the letter and I seen him again, he seemed a little different. Happier. And that makes me happy.
The week got even better after I spent some time talking with a gentleman that I’m acquainted with because my children have befriended, but have not really gotten to know. When I say befriended, they talk with him when they see him out and about. I live in a small town and he used to sit in the coffee shop and when they’d see him there, they’d visit with him. He’s a friendly guy and when I did make the time to speak with him for a lengthy conversation, I found that he has many of the same values that my husband and I have and he follows the same religious teachings that we follow. He’s very interesting and quite smart.
Beings I am not much of a people person, I generally stick to myself and my family. I am the kind of person who keeps a few close people in my life and take others as they come and go. I am quite content to have one super awesome, life-long friend before claiming to have 100 friends that really aren’t friends. In that respect, when I befriend someone it’s because that someone has made an impression on my heart that nobody else can. I am not altogether certain if that’s the best way to be or not. A few things I’ve learned over the course of my life:
put God first. In everything. Marriage. Family relationships. Friendships. Work relationships. Everything. When God comes first, everything else will fall into place just as He has planned.
accept everyone. I don’t have to agree with their lifestyle choices, but I do have to love them and accept them for who they are.
say what I mean and mean what I say. This is a little harder because I tend to speak first and think later.
judgments are not mine to make. I’ve had a lot of influence socially wise when it comes to judging others. I have judged and I have been judged. I spend much time praying about this.
be kind. Always. Even when it’s hard! The other day someone responded on FB to something I posted and said it was wrong. I just remember thinking that the person who responded with that response doesn’t really know me so how could she make that response? You know what? It doesn’t matter. I’ve met her a few times, spent some time with her as an acquaintance/friend, but not an in-depth amount of time for her to say what she said, but I realize, whatever she thought she knew about me is not who the ‘me’ really is. I thought about unfriending her, but then decided I wasn’t going to. Maybe I mis-read her response.
As anyone knows, life is not easy. We don’t always get back what we give. Sometimes, it seems like we get taken advantage of.
But rest assured, what you get back at this time is not nowhere near as important as what God promises. Many times, my husband and I discuss how we feel as if we are getting taken advantage of, but in the end, we are only doing what God has called us to do. In those moments in which we complain about being taken advantage of we stop and remember the reason that we are so helpful.
And then it all makes sense once again.
I hope you all have a blessed day. Go out or stay in, but make your Monday just as meaningful 🙂
Blessed are they who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they shall be satisfied.
As always, this is my interpretation of the Beatitudes. Right or wrong, I do not know. Through scriptural reading and weekly Masses, I am learning the ways of the Lord. Still learning and will continue to do so until my time here is done. Take with it what you will.
I believe the people who study the word of the Lord, seek out His goodness, and spread His love are hungering and thirsting for righteousness. Anyone who not only learns what God is asking of us, but also have the desire to live what He’s asking will be rewarded through His grace. It’s only through the Lord that we will find true happiness.
Spread kindness and love to all around you and it will come back to you. However, it may not come back in the form that you expect.
I hope you all have a blessed week.
If you’re a follower, please continue. If you’re new and feel lost, just click the links below to get caught up and then start following 🙂
This morning’s treat: Sunday Mass. And always, it was wonderful. Due to my last days at work, I haven’t been able to attend Mass because of scheduling conflicts. After profuse amounts of prayer and asking for forgiveness, I was assured that missing work due to work conflict is not frowned upon. However, the guilt weighed heavy on my heart. So, after what feels like months, I was finally able to attend Mass this morning.
It was wonderful. I have been feeling the strain of not having been there for a while now. Things just have not been making much sense to me lately and I attribute that to not attending. All is right in the world, once again.
Today’s Mass focused on when God calls a person’s number or when He calls on a person to devote one’s life to Him, one shouldn’t make Him wait. Am I willing to do what He asks, when he asks? This could mean a wife becoming pregnant, a man entering seminary school to devote their complete life to God, a woman being called to become a nun, devoting one’s life to serving others through ministry, occupation, servitude, and prayer. It could mean even the smallest, simplest form of devotion, but one that is just as meaningful to God because God recognizes the obedience to Him in even the smallest acts.
Father told us the story of what led him to seminary school and how many times he tried to put it off. However, it was his calling and the Lord was very insistent. Now, we have someone heading our church who is devoted, caring, and a great teacher.
It really makes me think of what I can be doing, what I should be doing, what I’m not doing, and what I shouldn’t be doing in regard to this human life. Am I pleasing God in my daily life? My actions, my words, my thoughts…..are these all pleasing to God or pleasing to myself? Thoughts to ponder over tonight, tomorrow, the rest of my life. It was a great service.
After church, I spent the day with my family. Visiting, teaching, caring for…….every day actions without interruption because