I’M BORED!

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I used to wonder how people could be bored with so many options for entertainment and recreation.  Then I turned 76 and we had a ginormous heat wave, with poor air quality – and I was confined to the house or some other location with air conditioning.  It suddenly hit me. I was becoming a victim of boredom.

It became easier to stay at home rather than venturing out into the steamy air.  It became an excuse of sorts for being lazy or uninvolved.  When we isolate ourselves, we miss out on so much that could really be making our lives anything but boring.

When we see not only kids, but old fogies like me, glued to their phones or I-pads, it becomes apparent that they’ve become creatures of habit and are trying to fill their lives with something that’s missing.  How can we become such slaves to an electronic device?

I am as guilty as my grandchildren on this one.  In a way, our social media becomes a safety net.  We can enjoy conversations with others, without making eye contact.  We can get a glimpse of someone else’s vacation time or amazing lifestyle without having to board a plane or spend a buck.  We can play games – see what we’d look like with a certain style of glasses, make-up or clothing.  We can get medical advice without going to a doctor- enjoy fine art, delicious recipes, order anything we want and have it delivered at no charge.  Basically we are becoming cocooned in our own environment. No wonder we’re bored!

So what’s the solution to boredom?  Involve yourself in something that takes you outside of yourself.  By focusing on someone else and their needs, we can fill our own lives with purpose and value.

Help someone weed their garden and actually have a face to face conversation.  Take a meal to a homebound person and offer help with something else while you’re there.  Babysit for a neighbor who’s feeling trapped and do it for nothing.  Get a job!  Take up a hobby that gets you outside – golf, swimming, walking, plein air painting.  Get together with your friends, rather than communicating online.

There are hundreds of ways to volunteer your time to help someone else, but if you are physically incapable, think of ways you can use your talents – to encourage, to sit with someone, to get them out of their box and back into the world.

If we eventually become dependent on electronics to live our lives for us, imagine what the world would be like.  Think Orwellian.  I don’t believe it will ever come to that – at least not in my lifetime – but I fear it could get close.

“We must learn to reawaken and keep ourselves awake, not by mechanical aid, but by an infinite expectation of the dawn.”

Henry David Thoreau

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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SIN

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I read an article yesterday pertaining to words Christians use, which most folks don’t understand – words like sanctification, justification, redemption and little words like behold, blessings and sin.  These words apparently aren’t on the minds of those in the world and furthermore, they carry no clout anymore.

Sin was a word introduced to me at an early age.  I heard about it in church.  I was taught the Ten Commandments.  They became engrained in my mind.  Sin means doing something against God’s authority and His expectations of us. As I memorized those words,  I realized that there was no way I’d ever be able to keep those rules.

My childhood years as a Christian, filled me with the fear that I was going to hell and there was no getting around it.  Thankfully as I continued to study God’s Word, I began to see that all was not lost.  God provided the way for me to get to heaven and it had absolutely nothing to do with me.  His own Son, Jesus, became a man and took every one of my sins to the cross.

It startled me that this three letter word is almost nonexistent in our world today, but then it explains a lot, doesn’t it?  If we don’t believe that we’re sinners, there’s no need for a Savior.  There must be a balance in what or pastors preach.  If they expound only on the wages of sin, there is no hope.  We desperately need to know that there is a way out.  That way doesn’t cost us a cent.  It’s freely given to those who believe.

Words come and go, but a word like “sin” should never leave our vocabulary.  It’ the one word that reminds us how much intervention we need from the only One who can give it.

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JULIE’S FRIDAY FUNNY

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TAKE A VACATION!

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One day, my husband entered the kitchen in his camouflage under armor and said, “I bet you can’t see me.”  My response was, “You’re right.  I bet if you take your shirt off, you’ll be half the man you used to be.”  Another time, as we were enduring a problem with water in the basement, he came upstairs wearing a snorkel and water goggles.

I’ve also been known to do some funny things.  Like go through a drive-thru wearing a fake nose and glasses. I’ve worn two different shoes and, when called out on it, declared that I had another pair at home just like them.  I once dyed my hair and it turned out green.  Today it would be fashionable – then, not so much.

When we turn a normally difficult situation into something funny, it can make things bearable, or it can irritate the heck out of you.  Personally, I love to laugh.  There’s nothing like a little chuckle, a loud chortle or a booming guffaw.  It seems to me that we take things too seriously sometimes – especially if we believe all the things we hear on the news.

We could easily fall victim to the chaos, disaster, false reporting, speculation.  Negative noise brings about negative thinking and optimism soon turns sour.  When we allow ourselves the freedom to laugh, we open a whole bunch of endorphins and soon positivity infects us again.

Sometimes our negative thoughts get the best of us and turn us into naysayers and impossibility thinkers.  Even those who normally live life with a positive attitude, may have days when there seems to be nothing to laugh about.  Maybe that’s a good thing too.  If we all walked around with smiley faces all the time, we might be considered weird and carted off to a mental facility.  Even if that were the case, think of all the fun you could have in a place like that.  No house payment to make, no responsibility, free health care … oh well, there I go again – off the deep end.

 

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THE ARTIST PAINTS, BECAUSE HE MUST

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“I am a poor man and of little worth, who is laboring in that art that God has given me in order to extend my life as long as possible.”  Michelangelo

When you have a passion for the work you do, it can be all consuming.  When you’re an artist, the work is a daily affair – an unending chasing the light, sketching out the window of your mind, drawing on napkins and any other available surface.  An artist is a different breed.  Yet without art the lives of those who enjoy it would never be the same.

My dad was a man of few words and when he found out I was going to marry an artist, he asked me why? After we’d been married a while and my ad man husband had changed jobs several times (a common occurrence in that industry) my dad asked him when he was going to get a real job.

To many who don’t understand the artist’s mind or his zeal to make art, it can seem to be a sort of chasing the wind.  In today’s world, where digital art is readily available at little cost, an original piece of art doesn’t seem to carry the value it once did.  We think nothing of paying $500 for work done to our cars, but think twice about spending a few hundred dollars on a painting that will withstand the ages.  It’s rare for someone to actually make a living as an artist.

Gone are the days of Michelangelo, who apparently considered himself a man of little worth.  There are still the Picassos, in search of something shocking or outside the box. There will always be artists.  God gave some this gift for a purpose.  There may be new ways of doing it.  There will always be advances and changes, but there will always be a need for it.  Those who possess the talent to take us to a different world, if even for a moment, are desperately needed in times like this.

 

 

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ON BEING A MOTHER

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Some years ago, I played the part of Mae Peterson, the domineering mother in “Bye Bye, Birdie” in a community theatre production.  At the time, my own kids were well beyond childhood, so I could relate somewhat to the character.  I never considered myself a clingy mom, or one who couldn’t let go of her children, so that part took a little research.  I have to admit, it was fun standing in a trash can, expounding on the woes of being a neglected mother – one who could be compared to an empty can of Bumble Bee Tuna ready for the garbage.

Now that my own kids have been out on their own and self-sufficient for a number of years, it would be safe to say that the apron strings have been severed.  However, in my opinion, one never stops being a mother.  Even though they’re far away from your watchful eye – even though miles separate you physically – even when you know they have all the tools they need to get through life – there is a Mrs. Peterson in each one of us.

We wish we could still put a bandage on a scuffed knee and make it better.  We long for those unending, “whys” or the sound of a child’s voice repeating the word, “mom,” over and over and over again.  We recall the many lessons taught, the little victories, the hugs, the hand made art work – all of which hold a treasured spot in your heart.  Still, one of the greatest gifts we can give our children, is their independence.

Let it not be forgotten that we moms will feel the angst of a lost job – a health issue – a financial concern – almost as much as they do, but we must be confident that we’ve given them the tools to get through those things.  When we give them the one thing needful, those obstacles in their lives will not seem as difficult.

Being a mom doesn’t stop when your child leaves home.  You pray more for their well being.  You stay in touch without being overbearing.  You give them their space, but let them know you’re available whenever they need you.  You long for their company, but realize they have busy lives too.  You make the most of the time you have together.  You continue to love them unconditionally.  You let them go, knowing that God has them in the palm of His hand.

If that doesn’t work, you feel sorry for yourself and find a trash can.

 

 

 

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SOME DAYS ARE MADE FOR PAINTING

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ART & INSPIRATION BY KATHY BOECHER©

Last week I posted about taking advantage of the good days.  I planned on a rerun the next day, but having overdone it the day before, led to less strenuous activity. I love my garden time and even though I was a sweaty mess, Paul said I was “glowing.”  Not sure if it was the perspiration or the joy of digging in dirt.

The next day was another picture perfect day so we decided we’d enjoy the day instead of working.  So I suggested we get out our easels and paint outdoors. Since Paul never says no to painting , we did just that.  However I’d forgotten what it was like to paint plein air.

Preparations  often take longer than the actual painting time.  My easel hasn’t been used for some time so the first piece of business was getting it dusted off and set up in a shady spot.  There were a few more trips inside to get my paints, a canvas, some water and brushes.  In the process, our dog Gage managed to escape from the yard.

Gage is a runner.  That’s why we have a fence.  We also have a number of feral cats in the neighborhood who love to taunt him.  I quickly dropped my canvas and took “chase,” while Paul got in the car to search him down.  I am not a runner.  I’m not even a fast walker, but I pressed on.  I got sight of his long white tail making its way behind one of the houses.  I hobbled as fast as I could, but he was long gone before I ever got there.  Thankfully, Gage just turned eleven, which means he’s now surpassed me by one year.  He isn’t as quick as he used to be either.  We somehow managed to corral him into the car and back to the fenced in yard.

At last it was time to paint.  Gage curled up next to my chair.  I put paint on my palette and began applying it to the canvas.  It was a perfect morning to “catch the light,” as Paul noted.  I slipped my brush into the crimson paint.  The fingers of my now arthritic hand also fell upon the paint and became covered with what looked like a bloody mass.  Despite the dog chase and the newly painted fingernails, I managed to come up with a painting.

Sometimes the things we plan for each day, can turn into something totally unplanned.  The enjoyment we hope to experience through something different may quickly turn into disaster.  The way we handle those obstacles is going to affect the way the day ends.  I realized that my body is aging fast and I better do something about getting back into shape.  I learned that my dog still can outrun me.  I discovered the joy of painting outdoors comes with many challenges.  In the end, I enjoyed the beautiful day with the man I love and had fun creating some art too.

Most of all I’m reminded that you have to laugh at your circumstances.  Can you imagine a woman running after her speedy dog at the rate of Tim Conway as an old man?  Can you not laugh at all the things that can go wrong when trying to create art in nature?  When we can see the funny in things, it makes the icky seem a lot better.  I’m sure God had a few good laughs that day too.

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PRAISE THE LORD, OH MY SOUL

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Today as we face the week ahead, let us remember that new life comes from the Lord, God, Almighty.  Nothing we can do will change that.  With Him at our side, we can do great things.  With Him as our leader, we can overcome all obstacles.  With Him at our back, our power is undefeatable.

Give praise to the Lord and forget not all His benefits.

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IN GOD’S HANDS

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When tomorrow seems uncertain – when all our fears mount up within our hearts – when even our faith is put to the test – we can be sure of God’s enduring, unchanging, undying and all consuming love.  He has a plan in place for all our tomorrows. He knows exactly where we’re going and how we’re going to get there.  The hard part, which really should be a piece of cake, is for us to surrender to His will. Pray today for hope in the future.

GOD HAS THIS!!

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HE LEADETH ME

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ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©

You never cease to hold me in Your strong and mighty hand,

You calm and gently guide when I so blatantly demand,

You guide my steps, You hold me tight,

You strengthen me with all your might,

You lift me from the deep, dark pit of ever sinking sand,

I’m just one speck upon this sinking ground,

There are so many other folks around.

But still You find the time for me,

You gave your life to set me free,

Your mercy lives, new life will now abound.

 

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JULIE’S FRIDAY FUNNY

 

 

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SMURF YODA CUT IT DOES NOT!

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TAKE ADVANTAGE OF THE GOOD DAYS

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We don’t get too many perfect days where I live.  When you suffer from breathing issues, allergies and old age, you relish it when a day comes along that’s just the right temperature, with low dew points and not much pollen in the air.

For the past couple weeks, I’ve not been able to venture any further than the door of the house to the door of the car.  Not being able to get to the gardening has put me into a terrible mood.  Yesterday, at the crack of dawn, I thought I might be able to plant some new flowers before it got too steamy, but the morning dew hung in the air and the steam fogged up my eyes.  I quickly retreated to the air conditioned house.

Paul was on his way to teach an outdoor painting class, hoping the air would clear too.  He said it might get better as the sun burned off the humidity.  He was right.  I went out again when he left at 8:30 AM.  The air was just right, so without further ado, I donned my garden gloves and got those flowers in the ground.

A funny thing about aging – when you’re down on your knees, it’s a good idea to get as much done before getting up.  So I began pulling weeds and the nasty grass that’s so hard to get rid of with the lawn mower.  By the time Paul got home, I had filled two large garbage bags with weeds and trimmings.  I planted and tended to the other blooms.  I cleared off the raspberry bush of its remaining fruit.  My face was red and sweaty.  My knees were black with dirt.  I was desperately ready for a bath.

When you have a good day at my age, you have to take advantage of it.  Paul had an inspiring painting session with his students and was ready to get some outside work done too. After a light lunch, we went back outside and finished the work I’d started. The grass was mowed, the continuation of weeding ensued and thanksgiving for a beautiful summer day poured from our lips.

Today looks like a carbon copy of yesterday.  Plans are in place to purchase some mulch and fill in the bare spots of the garden.  If our bodies hold out, we may actually get it done.  Aging is much like gardening. Our bodies need attention.  If they don’t get it, they fall into disrepair, wither and die.  Which reminds me, I need to take some Ibuprofen, rub some liniment into my aching muscles and spray myself with bug repellent- all of which should keep the mosquitoes away.  Next week, I will surely pay for all this extra activity.

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INSTANT SUMMER

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ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©

When we left for our trip to So. Carolina at the end of April, our ground was still covered with the remnants of a winter blizzard that pounded us a week before.  We spent ten days on our journey, traveling across beautifully countryside which had already burst with the signs of spring.  Purple Wisteria interspersed the now blooming forests and richly darkened fields of soil lay ready for planting.

By the time we returned ten days later, the snow had melted, but temperatures remained chilly.  Hopes of spring seemed forgotten in an instant. The long month of May was filled with some quick growth as buds popped and trees filled with singing birds.  Maybe all was not lost. However, it seemed we jumped right from winter into summer within those days.  When you live in Minnesota, you expect to have severe extremes in weather, but those seasons of spring and fall are so elusive, you barely know they exist.

I wrote a poem a while back which led me to sounding a lot like Dr. Seuss.  I guess you get that way when you live in a land of extremes.

Was it only yesterday, I didn’t put the hose away?

The winter months sailed swiftly by, but when they left I did not cry.

The winters in the great Midwest are absolutely not the best.

But finally the cold days passed.  I yearned for spring, but it went fast.

It seems we’ve jumped from cold to hot.  I do not like it – absolutely not.

The hose still lies where it has lain, for it will now be used again.

To water all the blooms that popped,

 When summer came and winter stopped.

 

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WORDS THAT CHANGED THE WORLD

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“But the Hebrew word, the word timshel—‘Thou mayest’— that gives a choice. It might be the most important word in the world. That says the way is open. That throws it right back on a man. For if ‘Thou mayest’—it is also true that ‘Thou mayest not.”
― John Steinbeck, East of Eden

Did you know that two of our early presidents wanted the celebration of our independence to be held on July 2nd?  That was the day the actual signing of the Declaration took place by 12 out of 13 of the original colonies. After Jefferson, Adams and Franklin made some alterations, late in the morning of July 4, 1776, all agreed to the terms and it became official.  Those two presidents, Thomas Jefferson and John Adams wanted July 2nd to be the day of celebration, but it was not to be.  How peculiar that both of them died on July 4th, 1826, within hours of each other.

The Declaration was written primarily by Thomas Jefferson with the help of four others, including John Adams and Benjamin Franklin.  The preamble remained untouched, but some of contents had to be changed after being presented to the Continental Congress on July 2nd.  Delegates from all 13 colonies then adopted it.

Even though two of its writers objected to the actual date of celebration, it was determined by the majority to use the fourth of July.  Even in those days, congress had a hard time coming together on things.  Some things never change.

The fourth of July continued to be celebrated for years following its signing and actually became a Federal holiday in 1870.  It was adopted as a national holiday in 1941 – only 77 ago.  Still throughout the years it would be celebrated as a special day of freedom for those who live in our great country.  Picnics, fireworks and special music were all part of it.

As flags fly and the heavy heat of summer rages down on us, let’s never forget those who stood up for their rights to govern themselves.  Through their act of patriotism they gave us the opportunity to join in its glow.

HAPPY FOURTH OF JULY – LET FREEDOM RING!

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FRENZY IN THE CITY STREETS

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The big parade on the fourth of July always included children. There were those who watched on the lawn chair laden sidewalks, or on the broad shoulders of someone taller. There were those who spent time decorated their bikes, tricycles, wagons and doll buggies Crepe paper streamers would be meticulously woven through the spokes of wheels. Some of the doll carriages had crepe paper flowers of red, white and blue. Each mini-float carried its own signature. If rain occurred, it bled through the flimsy paper onto whatever it was attached to. Many times children arrived home with red, white and blue hands or backsides.

There were the “real” floats which carried lovely ladies, wearing flowing gowns and crowned with tiaras. Their gloved hands waved at the crowds. Marching bands from all the area high schools strode the streets with sweat rolling down their cheeks. Even in the heat of the day, these valiantly uniformed stalwarts pounded on drums and blew hot air into their brass instruments. Months of practice would turn even the most amateur group into a spectacle to behold.

When I was a kid, parades weren’t about having candy thrown to waiting children’s hands. It had everything to do with the pageantry – the patriotism – the celebration of freedom. Somehow those things have since turned into soap boxes for various other causes.

The fire truck signaled the end of the parade. Sirens blared and men in uniform rode atop the vehicle. Flags were everywhere. They dotted the sidelines as those in the audience waved them vigorously. Almost every house in every neighborhood had a flag somewhere on the property. Store fronts and other places of business were proud to display the red, white and blue. Today, respect for this symbol has been questioned and even ignored by some.

We live in a small town – actually one of the first cities established in Minnesota. The homes close to Main Street continue to display flags. Tonight there will be a parade in an adjoining town. There continues to be a spark of patriotism left in these little communities. I pray that the spark be reignited so that love of country doesn’t fade into oblivion.

As we enjoy the warmth of summer, let’s consider how important our freedom is and how it was bought. Thank God for our country and may He continue to bless it.

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VACATION SORT OF

I will be taking a brief vacation from blogging. I’ll continue to write daily, but until we find a different internet service. I’ll be taking a vacation of sorts. In doing so, I’m hoping to concentrate more on improving my writing, spending time in the garden, focusing more on relationships and above all, getting closer to God by digging into His Word.

See you all soon😊😊

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A LETTER OF HOPE

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My Dear Child,

I know things look bad.  The world doesn’t seem to realize just what a mess its created. There are wars all across the globe.  Children are dying and being sold into slavery.  People flee from their countries in search of a better place.  Every form of inhumane treatment occurs on our city streets.  People shoot themselves with illegal drugs to take the pain away, while others end their lives because they see no future in them.

I know it seems impossible.  I know you wonder why we continue struggling for a better way.  I understand why your heart is hurting and answers don’t come.  It’s been like this for a long, long time, yet that doesn’t make it any easier to bear – does it?

Governing bodies don’t have the answers. Those who lead are confused by a corrupt system which refuses to change.  Those who desperately long for the way things used to be, realize that will never happen.  Yet there is still a handful, who know there is only one way to change things – a simple solution which has been hidden by darkness of evil.

Eyes have been shrouded by that darkness until it becomes a way of life for them.  They don’t even remember what it was like to bathe in the light of heaven.  Their hearts have become hardened and they turn away from the one who knows what is most needed.  Their consciences have been twisted and devoured by hate, fear, the ugliness of sin. Their very thoughts have been consumed by the evil they wish not to do.

When all is lost, they will return.  They will seek the healing of their nation and those who have brought her down.  Their voices will raise to heaven and they will be heard.  Don’t give up.  Don’t despair.  Don’t become so emotionally spent that your hope is destroyed.  Ask and you will receive.  Seek and you will find.  Knock and the door will be opened for you.

Call on me in the time of your darkest hours.  Call on me when things are going well.  Call on me and I will be there for you.  I’ve got this.
All My Love,

Your Heavenly Father

 

 

 

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WHAT DO THEY SEE?

When children are young, they look to their parents as super heroes – men and women of steel – those who can make their boo-boos better and dry their tears when they’re hurting.  When they get older, the mask and cape quickly disappear and it soon becomes apparent that parents aren’t much different than anyone else.  They have problems – they can’t do everything – they make mistakes.

When children become teens, those original super heroes transform into absolutely ignorant.  It isn’t until they begin life on their own that parents get the honor they deserve.

Parenting is one of the most difficult occupations out there.  Most of us learn everything on the fly.  No one tells you that your life is going to change completely.  No one tells you your kids will get broken bones, hurt feelings and need protection from dangerous situations. I didn’t expect numerous trips to the ER. I wasn’t prepared for snakes, bugs, baby ducks, frogs and  dead fish in the toy box.

Parenting is tough. You feel guilty going to bed with a sink full of dishes. You have so much to do, but your child wants a bedtime story. You’d really love a new pair of shoes, but school starts soon and the kids need school supplies. You put your plans on hold so you can visit your child’s school and share hot lunch with them or be their ‘show and tell’ item for the day. You cry when you’re not there to say goodnight and tuck them in for the night.

Martina McBride wrote a lovely song about this very subject. One verse kind of sums up what the whole parenting thing is all about.

“In my daughter’s eyes,
Everyone is equal,
Darkness turns to light,
And the world is at peace,
This miracle God gave to me,
Gives me strength when I am weak,
I find reason to believe,
In my daughter’s eyes.”

Our children look to us as role models.  What kind of example are we setting? We’re their first connection to the outside world. Our opinions, our frustrations, our verbal attacks, how we regard our fellow man, how we extend ourselves to try and fix things, affect our children and the way they turn out.  We have them in our care for the most malleable years of their lives.

Negativity is damaging and can turn ordinary folks into bullies, naysayers, doomsdayers and angry individuals.  Is that the kind of kids we want to be running the world in the future? When kids come out of college with their degrees and a huge financial burden and no job, the example we originally set for them in our parenting days will either leave them feeling hopeless or ready to face the world.

Positivity is much harder to achieve. It requires hard work, patience and persistence.  It also works best when motivated with God’s direction and assistance.  We can’t do this alone.  We can’t do anything without Him. He is the positive influence that can push us out of darkness into light.

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JULIE’S FRIDAY FUNNY

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DIVIDED STATES OF AMERICA

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It’s been a while since I’ve spouted off.  When I do, I’m like one of those geysers in Yellowstone, that can’t contain itself.  Lately, I’ve been trying to distance myself from the news and all the back and forth drama between political parties.  Social media also has become a place to spew venom.

It angers me when children are used as political pawns – when they’re used to enter a country illegally – when their sole purpose in life is to be a piece of a broken puzzle.  We’re in the midst of a huge debate as to the inhumanity of our sitting president.  A man who clearly has stated that he is following the rule of law. The law is imperfect.  It can and should be fixed.  Instead it is being tossed back and forth between political factions, while the media has turned it into another circus.

Solomon, in his wisdom, made a judgment to split a child in half and divide him between two women claiming to be his mother.  Of course the real mother relinquished all her rights for the benefit of her child’s life.  Sometimes we need a good slap in the face to realize the truth.

Illegals coming into our country with children, may be trying to seek asylum, but they aren’t following the law.  They are criminals.  They’re placing their children in harms way by pushing their way into a country that has always welcomed the oppressed.  We as a nation are touched by seeing men in cages and children being carted off to shelters.  As a mother, my heart cries at the sight.

There has to be an end to the division in this country.  We cannot become a nation of sheep – herded up and put into separate pens.  We need to trust that our government is doing what’s best for our nation.  We must begin to come together again and stop bickering over everything that is presented to us in the news, without gathering our own facts.  Friendships take a hit when opinions divide.  Families differ and argue.  Words are said in anger and hatred follows.  When we don’t fact check, we can be left flailing our arms in despair.

Our nation should be united. our soldiers fought to defend that fact throughout the years.  We’re free to express our opinions because of our Constitution.  We’re also a nation of laws and for far too long, the law has been twisted, abused, ignored and rewritten.  For some unknown reason, the writers of our laws refuse to amend one which would put an end to this.  Such a simple solution, to a heartbreaking problem.

Being united sometimes means bending a little to reach a conclusion satisfactory to all parties.  It also means working together to solve problems.  As long as there is a faction intent on getting rid of our current president, we can’t come together.

“And if a house be divided against itself, that house cannot stand.” 

Mark 3:25

 

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