Or should I ask…what is eating you?
Whatever it is, we’ll be eating it via binging if we don’t
deal with it some other way first.
Unfortunately, I’ve learned by
personal experience, that this is true. Bet you
have too. So when craziness happens, let’s be
responsible adults and do something about them,
instead of swallowing them.
After all, we’ll have to deal with them sooner or later.
Without the chocolate is the smart way to go.
I like to watch The Waltons–it’s heartwarming and wise BUT TODAY??? That John-Boy made me so mad!!Grandma is in the hospital and Grandpa is lonely. He describes himself as heartsick.
John-Boy gives him a ‘we care too, Grandpa’ speech…AND then has the nerve to suggest that as the head of the family, Grandpa should do better so the rest won’t feel so bad!!!!!!!.
What! Grandpa (s) and Grandma(s) can’t grieve cause we have to make the family feel better!! You have got to be kidding me. I did allude to this in The Pregnant Pause of Grief as something we may try to do for others, but NOT at the expense of our own grief.
Bushels of snow. Bushels of snow!
I wish they were apples and then they could go
Into my mouth and away from my feet..
Snow might not be yellow yet is still bad to eat.
Brenda J Wood
I just looked out this morning to a bright, slightly blowing kind of day. How lovely is that, I think.
I’ve been writing for a while now, with my back to the window…
BIG MISTAKE! Huge snow flakes, ground drifting. Complete change in the weather! Whew!
Wake up call to all!! It is NOT spring yet!!!
I guess by now your January goal of weight loss, no smoking or whatever has gone by the way side. Here is the reason. Intolerance of our present situation creates our future. Until we hate being fat more than we like chocolate cake, there will be no change in our scale numbers.
I guess by now your January goal of weight loss, no smoking or whatever has gone by the way side. Here is the reason. Intolerance of our present situation creates our future. Until we hate being fat more than we like chocolate cake, there will be no change in our scale numbers.
No I am not hinting for candy, flowers or cards, nor do I expect them. However Patricia Day’s blog today is so wise that I wanted to share it with you. Valentines Day is such a couple’s thing that it excludes everyone else. We all know someone who is missing someone, even if it is because they haven’t found them yet.
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Valentine’s Day fast approaches. Some will enjoy the day, while others will find it challenging because their loved one is gone.
Whether through death or by separation, Valentine’s Day hits hard, as many realize they are alone. They no longer have that special person in their lives.
Perhaps, like me, you know someone who, very likely, will live through Valentine’s Day with dread and despair.
Let them know that you care. It does not have to be a large elaborate card or gift; sometimes just a hug, a message or your time will suffice. Knowing that another person cares can make all the difference in the world. Loneliness does not have to feel as if you are completely alone.
Show them that you care and reach out to them on Thursday.
The Pregnant Pause of Grief, technically known here as PP of G goes to press Monday.
Only another author knows the relief that brings. Finally you can concentrate on another manuscript with a clear conscience…knowing you did your best on that one.
Surely we are not full of contempt and arrogance! Surely we do not think “Oh, I am a Christian. God loves me best. Oh the Lord has placed me here because I am so holy. Yes, I am the only Christian here. Yes, I get blessed because I am not a heathen…!” Really? We’re in trouble when we begin to believe our own press.
We meet once a week and hardly ever get through more than 3 chapters. We take turns reading. We interrupt each other when we have questions. We do not use in depth concordances. We just read God’s Word, the Bible. We started at the first of the book, Genesis and we are reading in order till we finish Revelation. About ½ hour before quitting time, we go to prayer. I must say it is one of the most fulfilling studies I have ever done. Nobody is translating for us. No one is telling us what the Word should mean. We just let God speak to us, and we love it.