Open a Door That No Man Can Shut...
So, Friendo here (i.e., Sierra, my 24lb human daughter), recently discovered the doggy door. For a while she has known about the doggy door and has been throwing her toys out the plastic flap only to land outside – out of reach and in Bobo’s (our 8lb dog’s) way of getting back into the house.
A Few French Fries Short of a Happy Meal.
Have you ever known someone who is good at “bending the truth”? You know, little things that seem really small and insignificant until they start to pile up and become big?
I realize that we all exaggerate to some degree. Yes, I do believe that exaggeration is just another form of lying and Yes, I do it quite a bit myself… about 1,000 times a day (exaggeration of course).
Pedal Pusher.
It has been a while now that my 3-year-old, my 36 pounder, first-born, Friendo - Sierra Starr – has been trying to ride her bike. Actually, it has been a very long time. Her grandparents bought her this cool bike last year with training wheels, sparkles, pink, – the whole nine yards. However, it is the kind of bike that when you pedal backwards it is the break and she kept trying, for whatever reason, to pedal backwards.
The Journey.
The road was long, bumpy and full of potholes. It was hot outside and I wanted to go home. I was tired of the journey. I was weary of the same scenery. Nothing seemed to change. It was all desert. Here and there would be a small stream, but it was never enough. It was only enough to keep me moving, to keep me pressing on.
My Favorites:
- Bird On A Wire
- Pigs Really Do Fly...
- I Didn't Hear Him...
- My Happy Little Life...
- We All Run Our Race
- A Few Fries Short of a Happy Meal
- We're All Just a Little Bit Quackers
- Open a Door That No Man Can Shut
- The Journey
- Dweller or Journeyman?
- Traveler on the Road Less Traveled
Simply Good:
Just Stick To Your Own Stuff...
September 14, 2009
We all have issues we have to deal with in life. Sometimes our issues are self-induced and sometimes that are caused or created by those around us or affecting us. Either way – - – we all have issues. If we didn’t, then Jesus had no reason to come and save us ALL.
I’m on this continual road to realizing that I can only deal with my issues. I can’t deal with yours, hers, his or ours… just mine. I have to own them and deal with them. Luckily, Jesus understands and helps me deal with them. It is when I get in the middle of other peoples issues that things go bad. It will always backfire – no matter what the intent of your heart and actions may be. Just stick with your stuff.
I’ve got plenty of my own junk that needs to be worked on without having to deal with someone else’s. I’m sure you are the same way. I am thinking that it all comes down to control. I would love to control how my husband does or doesn’t deal with his junk, what my parents do with their issues, or what other people do with their trash, but I can’t. God doesn’t want us in control. Oddly enough, He thinks He is God and wants to be the one controlling things.
So, once again in life, I have to surrender control of that which I would really like to change in other people! I’ve got enough on my own plate and need to finish what is in front of me before I start on someone else’s….
Psalm 130:3-4 says, “If You, Lord, should take note of iniquities, O Lord, who could stand? But there is forgiveness with You, that You may be feared.”
Thank God! He knows my iniquities and is waiting to grant forgiveness. I could not stand pure in front of anyone except when God is in control of my life!