Ok, so, first "blog" I said I wanted to become a blogger due to wanting significance. Well...this article, crazy ouchy and touches right where needed! Gotta muse over this one a LONG time...and make a LOT of changes.
http://www.desiringgod.org/blog/posts/six-ways-your-phone-is-changing-you
Don't be changed...be conformed to the image of Christ by BEHOLDING HIM!!!
"We are becoming like what we behold"
Thursday, July 24, 2014
Friday, July 18, 2014
"Don't be afraid of 4"...(4am that is)
Weird post title I'm sure. Let me explain. I've had this thought running through my head for quite awhile now. I'm still getting up nights with a wee...well not so wee anymore...one and sleep is dearly coveted. I love crawling back into a warm bed and always hope for several more hours before the rest of the arrows** stir out of their beds entirely too early. However, when I choose sleep over getting up, at a decent time, and getting my day started I always start the day feeling a bit guilty (another musing for later). There have been several times when the wee arrow was up right around 4am so I was heading to bed again after that. I like to think of myself as a morning person, which might be laughable to my family. I suppose it would be more honest to say I WISH I could say of myself I was a morning person; I've always wanted to be a morning person. So anyway, I often set the alarm to go off at a somewhat early point in the morning to encourage me to develop this rising early habit. However, after being up with wee one, my first choice is going back to bed. Which takes us back to the "don't be afraid of 4" statement. There seems to be a "reasonable" time to arise to me and a "justifiable" time to return to bed. This 4am time frame, well it kind of falls into the "still crazy early but some people get up and survive", and "a little too close to the alarm time so reality is I'm choosing to sleep through it" category. What to do with it then?! Oh I hate seeing 4 on the clock when I check! I'm always rooting for earlier so I can return to bed, or later so I have just beat the alarm...by a few minutes. This 4 business makes me afraid. To return or not to return, to bed, is the question of the day and that begins a whole process of thoughts, questions, and waring internally. Yep, weird, I know but, it is what it is. So, maybe that is part of why this thought, "don't be afraid of 4" came to my brain. Maybe God has something really neat in store for me in these too early yet not too early hours. Maybe there will be a nugget gleaned, a filling up of prayers for my arrows that has woefully lacked, a preparing of my heart to meet this new day. Or maybe just a time God has for me to learn a new part of not loving sleep and being able to not be ruled by it. Not certain what all it is or why and seriously this is the first 4ish AM I have stayed up to see (I think!) I don't want to be afraid of it, nor controlled by my warm, comfy bed, nor feel like I am better than everyone still in bed because I got up by 4. I am curious to know the why of all this...musing over what it might be...and kinda falling asleep even typing! "Don't be afraid..."
**"As arrows are in the hand of a warrior, so are the children of one's youth. Happy, blessed, and fortunate is the man whose quiver is filled with them! They will not be put to shame when they speak with their adversaries in gatherings at the city's gate."** Ps. 127:4-5
**"As arrows are in the hand of a warrior, so are the children of one's youth. Happy, blessed, and fortunate is the man whose quiver is filled with them! They will not be put to shame when they speak with their adversaries in gatherings at the city's gate."** Ps. 127:4-5
Friday, July 11, 2014
Blogging...or just putting down some thoughts
Yep, I wanna be a blogger. Why? I suppose because I want significance. Want to write and have people moved in all sorts of ways by what is written. But...ya kinda have to have something people want to read...something significant to say! Ha! And really, so many more significant reasons OUGHT to be the purpose. So...this is simply my musings. Just random thoughts...I can type faster than I can pencil it in my journal.
My musings this morning? I was frustrated and anxious and getting testy (aka: angry). Why? Because I get overwhelmed quickly with deciding what I ought to be doing. Ridiculous really. Have a house I can't seem to get control of and stay ahead of, 4 beautiful lives I'm responsible for teaching responsibility to, and failing miserably, and I couldn't decide whether or not we should stay inside, or go to the park. Yep, big choices going on here.
But, the musing part this morning was reflecting on the horrific reality that my inability to choose playing outside, or staying in (and letting play continue while I attempt to "do" something and doing nothing really) is so very...it's hard to even pick the word to express it...shallow, yet that doesn't carry the weight I want to express.
I have been reading bits in the news or alerts through email or whatnot of Believers being killed, crucified, fleeing for their lives. Intense, real, daily persecution going on in many, many parts of the world, our world, and yet here I am at home...a very large and comfortable home filled with everything I could ever need and overflowing with lots I don't even need, trying to decide what leisure activity to do?! What word describes this contrast of lives?!
We are currently living about 15 minutes from the beach. A dream I've had for years and I'm loving it. Yet, the last time I was there it struck me as I watch people lounging in the sun just to get their skin darkened, or flaunt their bodies, or both, or boating, or playing, we are SO lazy! So much of our day can, and is, devoted to entertainment, leisure, play while others are in intense battles simply to maintain existence on this planet. Meanwhile we sit on our laurels and can't decide which fun activity to do next.
Sad. Shameful. Horrific.
Somewhere in all this restlessness and indecisiveness of play, maybe it's grace from God attempting to stir up that there's so much more to life than this...
And then what? What is that more...how do we use these days appropriately, significantly, eternally?
My musings this morning? I was frustrated and anxious and getting testy (aka: angry). Why? Because I get overwhelmed quickly with deciding what I ought to be doing. Ridiculous really. Have a house I can't seem to get control of and stay ahead of, 4 beautiful lives I'm responsible for teaching responsibility to, and failing miserably, and I couldn't decide whether or not we should stay inside, or go to the park. Yep, big choices going on here.
But, the musing part this morning was reflecting on the horrific reality that my inability to choose playing outside, or staying in (and letting play continue while I attempt to "do" something and doing nothing really) is so very...it's hard to even pick the word to express it...shallow, yet that doesn't carry the weight I want to express.
I have been reading bits in the news or alerts through email or whatnot of Believers being killed, crucified, fleeing for their lives. Intense, real, daily persecution going on in many, many parts of the world, our world, and yet here I am at home...a very large and comfortable home filled with everything I could ever need and overflowing with lots I don't even need, trying to decide what leisure activity to do?! What word describes this contrast of lives?!
We are currently living about 15 minutes from the beach. A dream I've had for years and I'm loving it. Yet, the last time I was there it struck me as I watch people lounging in the sun just to get their skin darkened, or flaunt their bodies, or both, or boating, or playing, we are SO lazy! So much of our day can, and is, devoted to entertainment, leisure, play while others are in intense battles simply to maintain existence on this planet. Meanwhile we sit on our laurels and can't decide which fun activity to do next.
Sad. Shameful. Horrific.
Somewhere in all this restlessness and indecisiveness of play, maybe it's grace from God attempting to stir up that there's so much more to life than this...
And then what? What is that more...how do we use these days appropriately, significantly, eternally?
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