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Tuesday, September 27, 2016
Topic Tuesday~ Roomies for Life.
It's Topic Tuesday!
I know this has happened to some of you before- You’ve had a day or a week where the same themes keep running through your mind and consciousness. Example- you are super frustrated with your kids then someone posts on FB
about “patience” being a virtue. Then you’re in the grocery store (of course you're in a hurry, as always) and the lady
in front of you writes a check and uses 10 million coupons (this is actually me
some days), you’re about to blow your top, but then it’s your turn and the cashier says, “Thank you for your patience.” You smile a fake smile cause you’re
trying to hide what’s really going on in your head. Then a friend calls to tell you a story about how she was patient and it paid off… You’re finally
like, “ENOUGH! I get it God! I need to work on my patience!”
Well, this is not an all CAPS type of theme like patience, but lately I have seen a particular topic on repeat.
Multi-generational living.
Some of you just read those words and thought, what in the
world is she talking about?
And I actually just used that term because I saw it
somewhere else, and thought- that’s it! That’s the name for the theme circling
my head like a hawk!
So what is it? It’s when more than two generations are
living together under the same roof (my definition for it anyways). This very
important tradition has become a thing of the past for me and most of my peers. But
this is not how it used to be. In fact, my mother’s generation did this, so it
is not that far removed, and yet it’s almost vanished… How and why so quickly?
Picture of the family who inspired my latest novel. Count the four generations. |
I am writing a literary fiction novel right now that is
inspired by true events. The setting for part of the book is the early 60s. Now
the early 60s did not get everything right for certain, but I do think they got
this one correct. The family in the story (remember it’s inspired by true
events) had four generations under one roof. ONE ROOF. And each generation
serves a purpose in the story. There were no insignificant roles.
Was it a crazy household? Yes, probably. But can you for a moment
think about the wisdom of the elders being passed down in that kind of
environment… and the care given to the family member who's in life’s last
stages… and the youth- the young generation, full of life- who is able to still bring joy and laughter into the home.
Why has this gone by and by? I too have fallen into the
cultural norm and thought about how wonderful life will be when my kids go off
to college, and my husband and I have the house to ourselves. But do I really
want that?
I’m not sure I do. I think I’m kind of leaning towards multi-generational
living, watching my grandkids grow up in real time, because they’re down the
hall, and not across town. I'm kind of leaning towards being Roomies for life...
I wonder if my kids or my husband will agree…
Also, check out this great video of folks who demonstrate well this type of living!
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Monday, July 25, 2016
Seven Deadly Sins...
Sin: It seems we always are talking about it lately, but only it’s
not the sin we commit ourselves, but yet the sin we see others commit, the sin
we see others struggle with, the sin that binds someone else in a permanent
hold. Even people who aren’t believers in God (or even gods) will use the word
sin. Believing in a higher power and calling someone a sinner are not mutually
exclusive. In fact, you can believe in God and yet still be blinded to your own
sin or the sin around you, just like unbelievers will toss out the word in casual
conversation.
When you hear the word sin, what do you think of?
Committing…
Murder?
Rape?
Theft?
Adultery?
Fraud?
Assault?
Those are some big ones right? The ones we KNOW are no-nos.
But what about these sins?
Being Conservative.
Being Liberal.
Being Pro-Cop.
Being Pro-Black.
Being Pro-Traditional Marriage.
Being Pro-Gay Rights.
Being Pro-Guns.
Being Pro-Target.
Being Pro-Immigration Reform.
Being Pro-ObamaCare.
Being Pro-Confederate Flag.
Being Anti-Military.
Being Anti-Socialism.
Being Anti-Religion.
Being Anti-Muslim.
Each of these has an opposite, and each of these are
plastered on our social media pages on a constant feed of hate and accusations.
But guess what? None of these are sins. Having opinions on these things can
certainly lead to a breakdown in our behavior which could cause us to lash out and
sin, but these aren’t sins alone, these are opinions.
How are we so
corrupt as a society that we don’t even know what sin is anymore? We think
someone who doesn’t believe the exact same things we do should go to hell and
if someone is like us then they are the righteous ones! Like us! Since we all
seem to think we are righteous and unflawed (according to our perfect lives on posted on our Facebook and Twitter feeds)!
So I did a little research. (Ten seconds on google) And found
what I was looking for. Let’s get back to the basics.
Though I do have a Theology degree, I am not going to use my
trusty old books from school filled with big words I may or may not remember
the meanings of, but rather I am going to use a list that was compiled by
someone who musta been really smart a long, long time ago based off different
scriptures in the Bible.
The Seven Deadly
Sins (that’s how I learned them as a kid)…
• Lust – to have an intense desire
or need: “But I tell you that anyone who looks at a woman lustfully has already
committed adultery with her in his heart” (Matthew 5:28).
• Gluttony – excess in eating and
drinking: “for drunkards and gluttons become poor, and drowsiness clothes them
in rags” (Proverbs 23:21).
• Greed - excessive or reprehensible
acquisitiveness: “Having lost all sensitivity, they have given themselves over
to sensuality so as to indulge in every kind of impurity, with a continual lust
for more” (Ephesians 4:19).
• Laziness – disinclined to activity or
exertion: not energetic or vigorous: “The way of the sluggard is blocked with
thorns, but the path of the upright is a highway” (Proverbs 15:19).
• Wrath – strong vengeful anger or
indignation: “A gentle answer turns away wrath, but a harsh word stirs up
anger” (Proverbs 15:1)
• Envy – painful or resentful
awareness of an advantage enjoyed by another joined with a desire to possess
the same advantage: “Therefore, rid yourselves of all malice and all deceit,
hypocrisy, envy, and slander of every kind. Like newborn babies, crave pure
spiritual milk, so that by it you may grow up in your salvation” (1 Peter 2:1-2).
• Pride - quality or state of being
proud – inordinate self-esteem: “Pride goes before destruction, a haughty
spirit before a fall” (Proverbs 16:18).
(List
taken from: http://www.allaboutgod.com/what-are-the-seven-deadly-sins-faq.htm)
How many of these sins have you committed today? Truly, I
say, I just might have touched on all of them this day alone.
I believe if we all strived not commit these sins on a daily
basis, we’d begin to see a change in our society. A change in the world our
children are growing up in. A change in how we view our neighbor who is going
through each day dealing with these same very basic, yet corrupting and deadly sins…
Fight it. Stop the hate. Stop calling or thinking someone is
a sinner because they don’t believe in the same things you do. Focus on the sin that has you in the strongest foothold and end it. Develop a habit of ridding
it from your life. Then, move on to the next one.
It’s time to look at ourselves in the mirror and deal with
ourselves instead of everyone else.
And my spew of words is over. Thanks for allowing me to get it out. Now let's get to work on improving this world!
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Friday, May 6, 2016
Skylight View
My house was built in the early 90s. This means we moved into a 20 year old house ready for some updating. If you're old enough to remember the 90s, you can close your eyes and see mauve carpet, hunter green tile, wallpaper, gold everywhere (not the trendy kind), and a hook in the ceiling of your kitchen for that fake plant or fern you had to dangle above your fake Ficus tree. The only one from this list I'm not completely sure was in my home is the mauve carpeting. Lucky for us, the carpet was new, but lucky for us, they left the hook, green tile, gold fixtures and wallpaper for us to admire.
Guess what else I have? A skylight in the vaulted ceiling of my master bath.
Your mind just said, "Oooo, fancy! Prestigious even!"
If anyone else has one of these, I'm sure you'd agree it's not fancy. It dates the house while at the same time accumulating dirt, grime, and pollen until the rain attempts to wash it away. It was one of those things I wanted to get rid of immediately. Four years later, it's still there, only now I've grown to love this particular window view with an unexpected admiration.
Big-trunked, ridiculously tall trees line our backyard. Most were there long before our home ever was. It's a mass of green right now, multi-colored in the Fall, and creepily sparse in the winter. But this old, grimy skylight, placed high on my roof, frames this one particularly tall tree perfectly. This view into it's highest limbs, probably at least 80 feet in the air, has caught my attention. It blooms the most magnificent flowers.
My husband assured me "it's just a poplar tree", and I looked it up. Sure enough Google tells me it's a Tulip Poplar, but even still, even though it is not a rare tree, it fascinates me. I've gone out on my second story back deck and looked out into the tree line, and ONLY when I look up, way, way up, do I see this tree's limbs sprawl out and bloom into a beautiful chaotic display.
I hated the fact these blooms were so far away, out of reach, and almost out of sight, unless I looked through the old, outdated, obscurely-placed window in my roof.
And then a revelation hit me.
These blooms aren't for me. They're for God. They are the tree's offering to the Lord.
"Ascribe to the Lord the glory due his name; bring an offering and come before Him...."
They are the tree's way to worship the Lord who gave it life.
".....Worship the Lord in the splendor of His holiness." 1 Chronicles 16:29
I've often viewed God's beautiful landscapes as His gift to us, his most special creation. But I realize now they're for Him too. For Him, the King of all, to enjoy.... and nature's way of worshipping Him.
It's made me wonder how easily we can miss God's glory that surrounds us everyday. How easily we forget to bring Him an offering of love and worship, when even the trees don't forget.
I'm not getting rid of that skylight anytime soon. And I pray this Tulip Poplar tree will outlive me, so that I can also enjoy its love offering to God each Spring.
What love offerings are you missing in your own backyard?
I promise they're there. We just gotta look, and sometimes just look up.
Guess what else I have? A skylight in the vaulted ceiling of my master bath.
Your mind just said, "Oooo, fancy! Prestigious even!"
If anyone else has one of these, I'm sure you'd agree it's not fancy. It dates the house while at the same time accumulating dirt, grime, and pollen until the rain attempts to wash it away. It was one of those things I wanted to get rid of immediately. Four years later, it's still there, only now I've grown to love this particular window view with an unexpected admiration.
Big-trunked, ridiculously tall trees line our backyard. Most were there long before our home ever was. It's a mass of green right now, multi-colored in the Fall, and creepily sparse in the winter. But this old, grimy skylight, placed high on my roof, frames this one particularly tall tree perfectly. This view into it's highest limbs, probably at least 80 feet in the air, has caught my attention. It blooms the most magnificent flowers.
My husband assured me "it's just a poplar tree", and I looked it up. Sure enough Google tells me it's a Tulip Poplar, but even still, even though it is not a rare tree, it fascinates me. I've gone out on my second story back deck and looked out into the tree line, and ONLY when I look up, way, way up, do I see this tree's limbs sprawl out and bloom into a beautiful chaotic display.
I hated the fact these blooms were so far away, out of reach, and almost out of sight, unless I looked through the old, outdated, obscurely-placed window in my roof.
And then a revelation hit me.
These blooms aren't for me. They're for God. They are the tree's offering to the Lord.
"Ascribe to the Lord the glory due his name; bring an offering and come before Him...."
They are the tree's way to worship the Lord who gave it life.
".....Worship the Lord in the splendor of His holiness." 1 Chronicles 16:29
I've often viewed God's beautiful landscapes as His gift to us, his most special creation. But I realize now they're for Him too. For Him, the King of all, to enjoy.... and nature's way of worshipping Him.
It's made me wonder how easily we can miss God's glory that surrounds us everyday. How easily we forget to bring Him an offering of love and worship, when even the trees don't forget.
I'm not getting rid of that skylight anytime soon. And I pray this Tulip Poplar tree will outlive me, so that I can also enjoy its love offering to God each Spring.
What love offerings are you missing in your own backyard?
I promise they're there. We just gotta look, and sometimes just look up.
Friday, March 25, 2016
#FirstWorldProblem
Many of you see "#FirstWorldProblem" and know exactly what it's referring to- the sarcastic remark made by us First World-ers when we face a problem any human living in a Third World country would laugh at, or even snarl at. Using the hashtag we can make light of our relatively silly dilemma, giving us permission to whine or complain about it on social media.
Now I am NOT saying these words with condemnation. In fact, I'm scared to search my own social media postings, afraid I'll see how many times I've used the hashtag myself. But I couldn't help but feel guilty when I watched the two and a half minute video below.
I dare you to take a look.
I wonder how many of you watched it and immediately realized you fit into the top percentiles of the "good, better, best" statistics- like having the ability to read, the ability too earn more than $10 a day, and having access to food, clean water, shelter, college, internet, and cell phones! The list goes on and on...
Our life - how we choose to love and live- is affected and changed by our perspective. And doesn't the video (and ones like them) make you cringe, revealing how distorted our perspective has become? The fact we have a hashtag which allows us the freedom to complain about our privilege proves this lack of perspective, at least it's proved my own.
After watching it, all could think was the word thankful.
For me, my thankful heart turns to God, crying out my gratitude for His grace and mercy and blessings over me. Fitting I should see this video a few days before Easter Sunday, where Christians in this great country have the privilege to celebrate that Jesus died a sinner's death for us, then rose victorious over it, paving the way for me (and for you) to enter His Holy realm one day and spend an eternity in His presence.
Oh, what a reason to be thankful!
If you cringed watching that video, I invite you to attend a local church service Easter morning. It is a great day to sacrifice an hour to God for the privilege He's granted us. And you never know, He may change your perspective on how to love and live.
Now I am NOT saying these words with condemnation. In fact, I'm scared to search my own social media postings, afraid I'll see how many times I've used the hashtag myself. But I couldn't help but feel guilty when I watched the two and a half minute video below.
I dare you to take a look.
If The World Were 100 People | GOOD Data
When you shrink the world's population down to 100 people, this is what you get:
Posted by GOOD on Monday, March 14, 2016
I wonder how many of you watched it and immediately realized you fit into the top percentiles of the "good, better, best" statistics- like having the ability to read, the ability too earn more than $10 a day, and having access to food, clean water, shelter, college, internet, and cell phones! The list goes on and on...
Our life - how we choose to love and live- is affected and changed by our perspective. And doesn't the video (and ones like them) make you cringe, revealing how distorted our perspective has become? The fact we have a hashtag which allows us the freedom to complain about our privilege proves this lack of perspective, at least it's proved my own.
After watching it, all could think was the word thankful.
For me, my thankful heart turns to God, crying out my gratitude for His grace and mercy and blessings over me. Fitting I should see this video a few days before Easter Sunday, where Christians in this great country have the privilege to celebrate that Jesus died a sinner's death for us, then rose victorious over it, paving the way for me (and for you) to enter His Holy realm one day and spend an eternity in His presence.
Oh, what a reason to be thankful!
If you cringed watching that video, I invite you to attend a local church service Easter morning. It is a great day to sacrifice an hour to God for the privilege He's granted us. And you never know, He may change your perspective on how to love and live.
“Shout
for joy to the Lord, all the earth.
Worship
the Lord with gladness; come before Him with joyful songs.
Know
that the Lord is God.
It
is He who made us, and we are His,
we are His people,
the
sheep of His pasture.
Enter
His gates with thanksgiving and His courts with praise;
give
thanks to Him and praise His name.
For
His love endures forever; His faithfulness continues through all
generations.”
Psalm 100: 1-5
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