I Quit.........

I heard a new phrase, the other day, that was used in relation to a young couple and their large extended family. It was quoted widely in all forms of news media. It seems that the pair was "going to step away from their family duties and responsibilities".
Of course, there have been times when I have wanted to "step away", from my family, so I can understand their problem. However, I have found that it's not so easy. Someone needs to kindly explain, to the couple, that the issues they don't want to deal with, will continue, no matter what they say or do.
To paraphrase the famous philosopher, Popeye, "We are who we are and that's all that we are." We are a product of generations of family! Now, I do understand that some families are toxic, but "stepping away" is not an option, at least for most of us.
I wish the young couple good luck. I heard that they are going to "step away" by going across the Atlantic, to Canada. However, the last I heard, Canada was still a Commonwealth Nation, and definitely not isolated from the rest of the world. Someone is bound to recognize them!

Dear God, You know who we are. You know that we are not in control of our life journey. We know that You are our refuge, our strength and our salvation. Through You, and only through You, are we able to live life to the fullest.

Put Me In Coach.

There are times when life throws you a curve ball or two. It happens to all of us. And, of course, curve balls are always hard to catch and to hit. Life has been pitching me nothing but curves.
During the last couple of weeks, I have felt like I have been stuck on the Little League bleacher bench of life, waiting for the last out, of the ninth inning. I won't bother you with the details, so just believe me when I write that the score, of this particular game, has been way, way lopsided. And, not in my favor.
I do not know what sustains you, but Faith is my big fat catcher's mitt. Faith, I believe, is trusting that God will see me through, wherever the ball gets thrown.
So, I'm still in the game, for now. I know that God is ever-present and that things are bound to get better. I'm anticipating a relief pitcher, with a whole new bunch of junk. And soon, I will be able to hit one out of the park.
Hand me the bat!


Dear God, you are our refuge and our strength, an ever-present help in trouble.

Beam Me Up, Scotty!

The world is suddenly all excited about the 5G technology. It's faster than anything we have ever known! It is touted to be capable of everything you would ever want to do, on the net or on your phone. It can probably leap tall buildings in a single bound!
However, it hasn't been all that long ago, that the same folks were excited about 2G, then 3G, then 4G. I'm confused.
G, apparently, stands for Generation. So, 5G is the fifth generation in modern technology.
I can't explain 5G any more than that. But, I am far from being tech savvy. Ask anyone about my computer skills.  Believe me, when I say they are not great. If it were not for the help of my young, work-daughter, I would be using a pen and paper to write .......and adding in my head!
I am sort of proud of the fact, that I don't have a cell phone. I had a smart phone, once, but it proved to be much smarter than yours truly! So, I gave it up, in frustration.
I do appreciate modern technology. But in my heart, I would rather we spend more of God's time,  finding cures for devastating medical conditions and seeking world peace.

Dear Lord. You are our refuge and our strength, an ever-present help in times of trouble.

It's Not Easy Being Mean.

Sometimes, especially lately, it seems we are living in a world, populated with meanies. I don't know about you, but I am tired of mean people. I don't like being around them.
Turn on the TV, and almost every channel has someone being mean.....mean to a spouse, mean to a friend or relative, mean to a political opponent, mean to animals, mean, mean, mean!  It's as if we, as a culture, have decided that if we can't say something nice to someone, we need to say something devastating!
And, don't you know, it's a whole lot harder to be mean, than to be kind or even civil to one another. It's so easy to say please, thank you and have a nice day. So, why aren't we doing it?
Have you even known a truly happy mean person? Are you thinking about it? Then, probably not.
It's your choice.
Please, choose to be nice and kind. Others will appreciate you and you will be much happier for your choice.

Dear Lord. Why do we say that we want to be more like You, and then we do or say something mean? That's not like You, at all. Help us to truly be more Christlike.