Monday, August 24, 2015

August 16th

August 16th:
Friendships should be easy, in theory. But given the times, even with all the different forms of communication, I think they're more difficult now than ever. With out emails, text messaging and Skype, we were nearly forced to sit across from one another to communicate! Quite the concept, isn't it? Through that means of communication, we develop a deeply personal relationship, leaving you desiring, at some point later, communion with that person when you're apart.
When all you have is a screen or a blank page or a cell phone, how can you build that sense of "attachment?" The closeness is missing. The chemistry. The camaraderie. The pauses in your conversations is mere traveling time through space- from one machine to another. -Not necessarily pauses for laughter. And the tone that gets lost in the travel too can really twist mere jokes into harsh and harmful insults.
Where did the face time go? I'm not taking about Apple's invention. I'm talking that real- I'm looking at you, you're looking at me and we can read each other and laugh or even share bad news but at least maybe it's followed by a hug...
We've all sold out for- "I'm too busy" or "nobody had time for that" but really we're the fools. People have developed disorders that never existed before the dawn of hard core technology. We used to look at one another. We're in the age of- I must be doing something at all times.
Friendships are so vital but have been likened to yesterday's newspapers, there's no attachment there. If the phone stops beeping with text messages or the inbox on email isn't full, what's the difference? You hardly knew each other that well anymore, any way? You find something or someone else to replace them, just as disposable as most of the other disposable garbage in the world.
Here's a thought, when someone new moved into the neighborhood- the existing neighbours would go visit and welcome them. Maybe even being them home made cookies.
My husband and I did that. We had some neighbors move in above us, we knocked on the door and introduced ourselves. You know what happened? They looked at us like we were crazy! But you know what, we tried. I remember when I was a kid I'd go to my neighbors house and knock on the door to see if they could come out and play. I miss that. The simplicity. Friendships actually meant something. I'm sure we all have friendships that aren't disposable, I do. My biggest one is my husband. But I think too often, against technology's supposed design, it works far more against us rather than for us.
Stop by and visit a friend this coming week, they may need you far more than you know.
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August 15th

August 15th:
After many days of humid and hotter weather and an air conditioner begging for a break, we finally have that break! I am not one to complain about the warmer temps but I'm not a fan at the cost of our sanity...
Our dear little bundle Lily has made it quite clear she's not a fan of hot weather or air conditioners. Today is the first day in a while where she has been back to her normal, fairly cheerful self, due to the drop in temperature. And we know this because this has been how it is historically for her. She also doesn't like winter! - which we seem to have here at least 8 months out of the year. So there is this small window where all is perfect and well and I love these days! I cherish them!
So where on earth does one move to where the humidity is low and its in the 50's-70's? I pray one day God will move us to this mythological place where we have a happy child but for now we get by as best as we can...
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August 14th

August 14th:
I believe as humans we thrive best in conditions where love and kindness are present. You know the kind where no one is keeping track of who owes who and who did what. I know in the bible it also says to forgive and not to keep a record of wrongs.
If I'm being completely honest, I'll say it's hard. It's hard to do all of that. But I've found when I don't keep track of either, life is a whole lot less stressful. It's a heavy burden to not forgive, especially when the offense is huge! Because we forgive it doesn't mean that we're condoning the offense, we're doing ourselves a favor by unloading the burden, especially when we unload the burden at the foot of the cross.
I have some stuff to unload there, I always do. It's a daily choice to let it go. I could be really generic and say let go and let God but that doesn't always sum it up otherwise it would probably be easier.
I've stopped keeping track of the good things I do and I refuse to anticipate getting something back because either way my Father in heaven sees everything I do.
And forgiveness, well, I'm working on that. It's a daily choice for me. My husband and I have had many talks about living from a place of forgiveness in our marriage but that also ties in with striving not to make offenses either. So that each night when our heads hit the pillow next to one another, there's nothing between us but love.
I strive to forgive myself each day for the places I fall short too because I'm only human and there was only one perfect human that ever walked this earth, Jesus. It's because of Him that I have forgiveness with my Father. Because of this, it is my duty and aim to forgive others as quickly as possible.
It's truly a beautiful thing, the weight that you wind up not carrying around!
So the next time you're offended or hurt, quickly forgive and notice the difference immediately. Life is too bloody short to be angry and hurt all the time, you miss out on so much living in hurt rather than forgiveness.
God bless you all!
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August 13th

August 13th:
Yesterday my oldest and I were headed out to go school clothes shopping. We hopped on the freeway and made it about 3 exits away from home when all the sudden there was an awful noise coming from underneath the car. So naturally I made my way off the freeway, I pulled onto the shoulder and got out of the car.
I looked underneath to see that it was the heat shield for the catalytic converter. Boy you gotta love living in the Midwest and everything rusting and dangling off. I went in the trunk and grabbed my broom (which I use to get snow off in the winter) and I proceeded to hammer away at this thing as hard as I could. Mind you, it's hot out, peak sun. I got over heated fast. All the while people are whipping past us, getting off the freeway on the off ramp were parked on.
So I got back into the car, told Nola what was going on and I told her that we ought to just pray too.
I called my husband to let him know what was going on. We are down to one car at the moment so I didn't have many options. My plan was to pray and drive to the nearest auto repair shop to see if they could just get the dumb thing off.
I stayed on the phone with my husband as I began to drive, I could hear it clanging and dragging under the car- then it stopped!
I had prayed that Jesus would just remove it for me and remove it he did! I thanked my husband for talking to me while dealing with the malfunction and Nola and I carried on our way.
When you don't have anyone to call for help and passersby don't stop and there of course isn't a cop in sight when you actually need one, Jesus stops by and helps.
Nola and I had a very productive school clothes shopping excursion. We got all that we needed and maybe a little more. Thank you Lord for making it possible, and calming me down a bit after that happened. Whew!
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Gary Michaelis

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