Looking forward to fresh tomatoes from my own garden! I’ve been wanting to grow some more things to eat, and thought a tomato plant would be a fun experiment. Hope to be back in about 60 days or so with pictures of tomatoes from this little plant! Now I’m off to Home Depot to find […]
This is the first time that I have used this option to update my blog. If this works the way I think it will, I can see that it will be a big help to updating my blog more often! I’m using the WordPress app for my iPad to add this post. I like the easy access to pictures! Pretty cool!
I don’t know why, but it’s really hard for me to think of things to write about. Hopefully this will encourage me to write more often, and be more creative!
Just what I needed….some good thoughts and suggestions when life’s road gets a little bumpy. From the blog of John Piper – Desiring God…..10 Resolutions for Mental Health.
They are all good thoughts to ponder, but I especially like #5….
I shall not demean my own uniqueness by envy of others. I shall stop boring into myself to discover what psychological or social categories I might belong to. Mostly I shall simply forget about myself and do my work. – John Piper
I want to get past this, and move on to another place. For 17 years I tried to please, learn, and make a change. In my life and in my environment. I wish I would have realized much sooner that they just didn’t like me and that this was never going to work.
Instead I tried to play the game, and I don’t like playing games, of any kind.
So I sold my soul, and they devoured me.
It makes me angry. I feel rather foolish. And then I feel sad.
Why didn’t I do a better job? Why couldn’t I make them like me? Why couldn’t I play their game better? Why am I such a failure?
He tells me I have value, and worth, and that it’s not my fault, but I think it must be. Because if I really did have value, and worth would it have been like this?
17 years that I want to forget, but can’t. The memories are haunting. When I think I’m doing ok, I realize I’m just fooling myself.
She really wanted to go to Grandma and Grandpa’s house. She pleaded with all her might. Her little lip began to tremble and the tears welled up in her eyes. It just wasn’t going to work out this time, and her heart was broken. In an attempt to make her feel better, her Grandpa played one of her favorite songs. This is a song that makes her happy, and she usually pretends to play an instrument along with the music. The song begins to play, and her Grandpa is encouraging her to “play” along with the music!
And then a very quiet, little voice said: “Grandpa, only happy people play instruments, and I’m not happy, so I won’t be able to play an instrument .”
Fortunately for her Grandpa, the sadness was reluctantly turned to joy with the aid of a sucker. She said it helped to make her a “little more happy.” I think the BIG, long hug she received from her Grandpa was probably what really wiped away the tears!