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NoDumbBlonde -> A Day in the Life.... (3/8/2007 10:42:34 AM)
Hello! Welcome to my blog! As my screen name implies I am blonde and somewhat smart, although I have my blonde moments. Actually, I'm well educated with degrees in psychology but work in a very different field. I've learned a lot about life from being very observant which I'll share from time to time. I have a bit of a creative streak as well and a pretty good sense of humor. I'm also a bit outspoken and may share from my soap box from time to time as well. I've been married to my husband, Tony for over 2 years. We each came out of emotionally abusive marriages to spouses that had affairs and left for them. (not with each other but we did think of introducing them!) We have witnessed first hand how God can bless when you strive to live a life according to His commands. We were each what we prayed for. Should I have mentioned independently wealthy on my prayer list? Oh well, we'll work on that! [;)] May God richly bless you and yours this day! Lynn

NoDumbBlonde -> RE: A Day in the Life.... (3/9/2007 12:11:16 PM)
I had this thought that I'd like to share. Many years ago I read this quote that has made such an incredible inpact in my life. "No one can make you feel inferior without your permission." Eleanor Roosevelt What a profound statement that is. If you sit and ponder on its meaning it can really open a lot of thoughts and feelings and really reveal a lot about ourselves. Remember those days in high school, college, in the dating scene or at work when someone said something that made you really feel bad. Maybe it was about what you wore, you new hair style, something you may have said or done, just something that hurt your feelings. Were you like me? Did you allow those unkind words, however meant, to alter your self-image or self-esteem and make you feel really bad about yourself? For whatever reason I wanted and needed the approval from other people around me to make me feel good about myself. I allowed their opinion to carry more weight than what I thought about myself. I would rationalize it well if they think that, it must be true. We've all experienced hurt or rejection by people that may or may not have meant it intentionally. In reality, its doesn't seem to matter what was said or done but how WE ALLOWED it to make us feel about ourselves. It is our own perception that affects us the most. I wonder why we allow others such power to control our own beliefs of who we are. Could it be our own insecurity? We know that there are those few that have opinions that are clearly important to us: our parents, our spouses, children, bosses, close friends, etc. And yes, we do give them more power than the typical man or woman on the street. But there will be those that we will never win that unconditional love, approval and acceptance from. We can only accept that we cannot change them, and be determined not to allow them the power to affect who we truly are, one of God's special creations. Though He may disapprove of what we say or do at times, we are assured of His constant love, acceptance and forgiveness. And in the end, it is His opinion that matters the most.

NoDumbBlonde -> RE: A Day in the Life.... (3/13/2007 11:21:06 AM)
My own GGRRRR! Have you ever noticed there are some people in this world that you just can't tolerate but for a few moments at a time before you want to run screaming into traffic? It's just something about them, their attitude, perspective on life in general, just something that makes you feel depressed and in need of medication after speaking with them. What may have started off as an upbeat converstation, you leave feeling depressed and lonely, contemplating a quiet dark corner and a bullet. What is it with these people that seem to generate such negativity and depression? We all know someone like this. If you say hello and smile, a simple "how are you," their response is a stricking imitation of Eeyore followed by a diatribe of what's wrong in their life. GRRRRR!!!!! Let's face it, there are those in this world determined to see the glass empty! Not half full, not half empty but completely empty! Their world is colliding within and all they can do hurry up the destruction by focusing on what's wrong in their life instead of what's right. Ok maybe I'm being insensitive, uncompassionate or at the least lacking empathy but when it is time to stop the whinning and start taking the responsibility of changing their present and thus future. In all honesty, we've all had hardships, difficulties and challenges in life. Though we cannot change our pasts we can be determined not to allow our past to dictate our present and future. While some may need help in resolving their past while others need to take the responsibility of theirs. Start by changing your attitude and you'll begin to change your life. If you expect the worst, chances are you'll find it. [:(] But if you expect the best, chances are you'll find that too.[:)] I'm off my soapbox. I feel better!

NoDumbBlonde -> I thought spring was here! (3/16/2007 4:03:16 PM)
Just when I thought it was time to unpack the short sleeves, cold has returned to the south. YUCK! This southern native doesn't do well with cold temps. Despite the cooler temps I'm enjoying the tulips and daffidils in blooms and the return of the birds. Our trees are budding, some are even blooming. My thoughts are to landscaping projects that have been on hold for the winter. The koi and fantails in our pond are spawning so we'll ahve baby fishes soon. I'm expected a warm up this next week and hopefully, it'll be warm until October or so. Growing up in Florida does spoil one. I remember Christmas as a child wearing shorts, picking oranges, grapefruit and tangerines from my grandmother's trees and playing outside without long sleeves. I guess my winter expectations are a bit unreal. It was during the year that I spent living in Boston that I discovered real winter. Talk about a culture shock! Though I had experienced a damp cold in northern Florida it was in Boston that really made up my mind that I don't like winter! Butfor now, winter is over and spring is coming. Here is a flower for you! [sm=flower.gif] Isn't spring grand? Happy Spring everyone!!!

NoDumbBlonde -> Dust.... (3/19/2007 1:06:44 PM)
YES, spring is here! Time to start opening windows and cleaning. Why is it that we all feel the need to do some extensive cleaning at this time of year? While I was able to get some things done this weekend, I'd rather spend the time outdoors enjoying the warmth and sunshine instead of attempting to rid my home of dust. What is it with dust?! It just happens regardless the season. You'll never get rid of it, it'll always sneak up and just show up when you least want it to. Like when your mother-in-law drops in. Why is it that we women tend to worry over it? If not kept under control it appears as bunnies. Dust bunnies... who came up with that little cute description, I wonder. Have you ever wondered what God was thinking when he came up with dust? I know the Bible tells us we are made of dust and will return to dust but other than that.... what's the deal? I certainly hope that the dust, that even now collecting once again on my wood floors is not the remains of someone long dead. Yes, I know its part of life but then what is its purpose? Why does it have to be so prolific and multiply without effort? There's no escaping it. I hope heaven is dust free. Besides, I'm allergic! Just a few thoughts....

NoDumbBlonde -> RE: A Day in the Life.... (3/23/2007 10:09:57 AM)
This really has been one of those weeks that life has maintained a hectic pace. Outside of the past couple of nights, insomnia has been a problem. During one of those nights when I was up very early in the morning, I flipped on a music video by Nickelback, "If Everyone Cared". While I never watch MTV or VH1, this one had an impact. I had seen it before and remembered the message. The video explains in great form the difference that one person can make in this world. It details several figures that you may or may not be aware of: Nelson Mandela - apartheid, Betty Williams - Nobel Peace Prize 1976 for organizing peace marches to end the violence in Ireland, the British attorney Peter Benenson in 1961 took a stand for some enprisoned students in Portugal which led to Amnesty International, and Bob Geldof who organized Live Aid in the 80's for the starving people of Ethopia and Africa . The song itself talks about how much better the world would be if people could love each other like the couple from the song. (You can see the video online: google Nickelback or Roadrunner records.) At the end of the video is a quote by Margaret Mead. " Never doubt that a small group of committed people can change the world. Indeed, it is the only thing that ever has. " Later that day, I relayed my thoughts of the impact that video left me with to my mother. Her reponse? "So, what are you going to change in this world?" Not what I expected from my mom. It made me wonder though, what could I, a relative nobody in this vast world do? What did I need to stand up for, speak out against, or just promote? I figure we all have a passion for something but what was mine? Was I committed to anything? What could I do to make this crazy world a better place? What could I do to make someone, or a group of someones lives better? What could you do?

NoDumbBlonde -> GRRRRR! (3/23/2007 1:54:22 PM)
Ok, I'm on my soapbox again. I apologize for any ranting but.... oh what the heck! Have you noticed that in today's society that there are a growing number of young people that seem to have an attitude that they are entitled to something the rest of us had to work for? They want all the freedoms of adulthood but want the dependency of childhood when real life happens. When life gets tough, they want to get bailed out often blaming others for the problem. "It wasn't my fault" or even worse, blaming the parent for not providing another safety net. They either lash out with blame, bring up your past faults and all the time refusing to own up to their responsibility in the whole mess. Who are these people and why do they feel that they are owed something in this life. Let's face it, we aren't owed anything! Most of us learned that if we were to get anything, it was through hard work and commitment. Too many young people today are bombarded with the thought that "it's all about me!" When refused their latest request for whatever they want they pullout whatever technique has worked before. Whether they pout, pitch a fit, place a guilt trip or nag until someone gives in, manipulation is a lesson hard to unlearn. I once observed a young mother in a department store with her 4 year old. The child wanted to get down out of the cart but the mother said no. Those of us who have raised preschoolers know the advantage of shopping carts! Well, the child continue to ask, complain and whine about getting down. She must have asked 20 times over what must have been 5 minutes before the young mother got mad and said, "FINE" and let the child have her way. I quietly approached this young mother and said, "congratulations, you have just taught your child a very valuable lesson: MANIPULATION." With that, I turned and walked off. I imagine her mouth was still open long after I was gone. I believe she got the message. Now: who created this young monsters? Who allowed, taught or implied that their little darlings were above the rest of the world? As parents, we did. Though we may not be alone, we have the huge responsibility of teaching our children to be responsible, respectable adults and to live according to God's Word. Handouts, get out of jail free cards, and no consequences does not work! When do we as parents take our jobs seriously and stop enabling our children, teens, and young adult children to live a life of irresponsibility? When do we show them the value of hard work and commitment and stop handing them the world on a platter? When do we see that all the handouts that we convince ourselves are helping are merely continuing to teach them that if they can get away with getting something for nothing? I've heard the excuses from parents who struggled to make it in the beginning "I don't want my children to struggle as I have" and believe that they are doing right by their kids. Well, if you struggled and became a responsible, successful adult, maybe they should learn it the same way. We hope to spare our children some of life's toughest lessons but how many of us learned the easy way, by the lectures our parents gave us. No, we had to learn the hard way that life is tough. If you notice, some of the most successful people began working their way through high school/college doing some jobs that most of us wouldn't want to admit or repeat. But by doing these menial jobs in the beginning made us appreciate better jobs, better pay and the feeling of accomplishment in the end. We paid for our own clothes, gas, insurance, some of us even tuition, room and board through college. Either way, we learned the importance of taking care of ourselves, understanding that God rewards hard work, not laziness. So, my advise to those parents: Stop making excuses and be a parent! And to those entitled: Stop making excuses, deal with it and get a job! Thank you for listening. I'm off my soapbox for now. Whew, I feel better. I need a nap.

NoDumbBlonde -> Mindless chatter (3/29/2007 3:07:52 PM)
I'm not really sure that I have anything specific to say. I know, what a strange concept. I usually have something to say, some soapbox to get on, an opinion about pretty much anything but I'm blank today. What do you think that means? I'm very thankful today. I'm thankful for spring even though the pollen is tremendous. I'm not complaining though. I'm so thankful to be a child of God, that HE chose me to be his child. I'm thankful that I have seen the truth and have accepted it despite what the world thinks. I don't have anything to complain about even though I know many do. I did hear today about a type of bracelet that can only be worn if you don't complain. Is that not a great concept! And if you do, it has to go to your other wrist. Facinating really. Something that will remind us to look at life in a more positive manner, something that will lead us to see what we have instead of what we don't have. Too many times we focus on what we don't have or want instead of finding contentment with who we are and what we have. While there are legitimate reasons for complaints, what about those that have more than their share? If we complain about our manner of life, think of those that are imprisioned, physically, emotionally, mentally, and spiritually. I wonder those that are misguided in their faith/beliefs how truly imprisoned they are. I think of Tom Cruise at times. He shouts his scientology beliefs for all the world to see, claiming its greatness but isn't he imprisoned to lies and deception? You can have all the fame and fortune but can be totally broke and destitute spiritually. You can psyche yourself out to believe that whatever junk the world tells you is true only to be left behind when God calls his people home. I wonder the emptyness of the lives that will be left behind. From there I wonder at what I could have done to help prevent some of those from being left behind. In reality, its a huge responsibility that we Christians have. We are all called to spread the word or plant a seed. I cannot help but wonder.... how many seeds have I planted? While none of us can change our pasts or re-live them better we can dedicate our present and futures to planting more seeds for Christ. Imagine the harvest if each of us would plant at least one seed per day! Despite not being one of those called to preach, I can live my life as an example, living in love and compassion and shining a light undimmed by the world. A beacon, if you will, of hope, encouragement and great faith. Maybe not quite so mindless chatter after all. [:)] lynn

NoDumbBlonde -> Where I began.... (3/29/2007 6:32:41 PM)
Not sure where to start so.... In meeting people in forums and on blogs you get a certain perception of who people are. You read words but discovering the person behind them is often a mystery. Felt like I'd begin to take a moment or two at a time and try to unsolve a little of the mystery that I may seem. Let's begin at the beginning.... Life, for me began at an early age. I know, you are thinking....duh???? but really it did happen that way. I was born in Daytona Beach, Florida, the only daughter and younger child of my father, an Air Traffic Controller and a stay at home mom. As I am told my older brother came to resent me early on as I was an addition that he didn't want. My mother was a dedicated Christian and if the church doors were open we were there. My father worked shift work but attended with us. We were always active in various activities growing up. My mother had a strict belief that children were to be seen, not heard. Since my brother was nearly 6 years older than me, he had little use for me. I grew up feeling like an only child even though I wasn't We moved often when I was small. My father was determined to live more in society than what we could afford. He was the son of a garage mechanic which didn't go far in giving the impression of class and sophistacation. He was determined that his children were going to be raised with class and have fine appreciation for the arts, history and finer things in life. By the time I was four, we were living in a fancy house, in a fancy subdivision on a golf course. My father didn't golf but it was the prestige that he loved. Our neighbors were doctors and lawyers, other various professionals. My mother told me later that she never quite figured out how we could afford to live in that neighborhood. [8D] My parents were very active in church. My father would lead the singing while our church was without a music leader. My mother, the dedicated Sunday School teacher, missions coordinator, etc. was always by his side. My parents were always in the choir. I was involved in every children's activities the church held. Not sure about my brother, even then was nearly absent from the family. He seemed to isolate himself from the rest of us even before adolescence. Every Christmas and a week or so during the summer we'd visit my grandparents. Both my parents were born and raised in central Florida. On my mother's side, my grandparents were good, hardworking people. My grandfather was a train engineer and my grandmother, as most women did in her generation stayed at home and raised her three children. Despite being the youngest of the cousins and getting picked on, they were happy times.... for the most part. There were some secrets that I had been keeping though. Secrets that I was afraid to share. Painful, shameful secrets....

NoDumbBlonde -> And the story continues.... (3/30/2007 1:20:14 PM)
Its funny, the things you recall when trying to remember your past. In a vague attempt to relay something about yourself, it's amazing what memories come to mind. I remember I used to believe I must have been adopted. My parents and brother all had dark hair and darker eyes while I was blonde, blue-eyed. It wasn't until later than I learned my mother was blonde as a child as was my maternal grandfather before his hair turned gray. He also had blue eyes. In reality, I do resemble my parents in various ways but then I didn't see it growing up. My 10 year old daughter will never doubt her parentage as she is an exact replica of me. Almost a clone... poor child! [;)] My father's side of the family was very different from my mother's family. They were far more liberal. They drank, they smoked and didn't attend church, very unlike my mother's family. My grandmother had been widowed before I was born so she took turns living between my aunts. They each had been divorced and had remarried. Something that had not touched my mother's family until years later. My father's oldest sister, Mary was married to Bob, a .... I'm trying to think of a word that wouldn't violate the TOS on CW... Sorry, can't come up with one. Let's just suffice it to say that he should have spent the vast majority of his life in prison as the boy-toy of a big, burly prisoner, named Bubba. I always hated visiting that part of the family. It was never safe especially for me. I remember as a child growing up that this "man" that called himself my uncle always commented on what a pretty child I was. I discovered early on that I didn't want to be pretty. Kimberly, my cousin, older by only 35 days seemed jealous of the attention that I seemed to get, attention that I would have gladly traded with her. She had dark curly hair and dark brown eyes but often said that she wanted to be blonde/blue eyed so people would think her pretty too. She had no idea. I was a quiet, insecure child who seemed to crave attention from my parents. My "uncle" said that I needed attention and that I was being ignored by my parents. I'm not sure that was exactly true but I know that I did crave their approval and attention. Even though my mother always described me as being strong willed, I was easily intimidated, often withdraw, not strong and outspoken like Kimberly. She seemed to have the strength and the courage that I lacked. Many years later, after the truth came out my mom commented about me being so strong, outspoken and strong willed. She couldn't be talking about me. But she said that I did have that inner strength all along. That's how I survived in the first place. Not quite sure that is true but I will say that I'm thankful that I am no longer the insecure little girl that I used to be.

NoDumbBlonde -> more mindless chatter... (4/2/2007 6:00:50 PM)
Another Monday... What is it with just the word, Monday that brings on almost a depression. It's like the entire week is staring you straight in the face threatening to make your work week a long and dreary. It's not like we've not done this routine hundreds of times but its just that word, MONDAY. Do you think it goes back to Karen Carpenter's song about rainy days and Mondays always get me down? Then you wonder.... does life imitate art or does art imitate life? It's like the arguement, which came first, the chicken or the egg. Hmmm..... just an observation.

NoDumbBlonde -> Observations on CW (4/3/2007 4:04:27 PM)
I've really enjoy my membership on Crosswalk. I enjoy checking out the various threads and posts and seeing whats going on in peoples lives and minds. It's always interesting. Some I can see are where I used to be with personal problems, attitudes, situations and faith while others are closer to where I am today. There are those that are experiencing things that I have thankfully never experienced. And there are also those that have surpassed me in their spiritual walk so I learn a lot from them. This spiritual journey we are on is a long process but one with great rewards. I've learned from many past mistakes not to get stagnant in my walk but to keep on moving forward and taking time to spend with the Lord. Whether it is my nature, my educational background or just something I learned to do I've always been a bit observant. This is especially true when checking out the numerous threads and posts that so many people write. Some I respond to with a word of encouragement, some with suggestions, advice or observations and then some I don't respond to at all. It may be that I don't have an opinion on that specific topic or it may be that I'm finding it difficult to voice my thoughts in a way that won't be misconstrued or misinterpreted. I sometimes struggle with finding the right combination of words to convey my thoughts or observations. I don't want to say something insensitive or come across as stupid when I've rushed to throw in my 2 cents. I hope that my words, however written are taken as compassionate and understanding, not judgmental or critical. I hope to share with others that sense of love that I believe Christ would share if he were typing on this forum. There have been times that I have jumped without thinking and said something that others (and sometimes myself) has read to be just plain stupid or hurtful. For that, I am truly sorry. So I hope that I am able to clearly express myself in a manner that lifts people up instead of dragging them down. As for my observations, I have this one thought. So many people that are asking for help, suggestions or advice regarding relationships and marriage often discuss feelings. One important lesson that I learned is that while we all have a right to our feelings,BUT our feelings are not always right. While we may feel at times that we are unloved, unappreciated or unacceptable in the eyes of others, we must understand that those feelings are false, not true and certainly not of GOD. We must be careful to guard our hearts, minds and spirit against such lies. Feelings are fickle and easily manipulated. You hear people talk about not loving another person any more, "I don't feel it". Well, love is a decision, not a feeling. My thoughts are if you don't feel that way, then decide to change your feelings.

NoDumbBlonde -> Growing Old Gracefully (4/5/2007 4:57:11 PM)
I'm amazed at how quickly things change as you get older. While I know that change is the natural progression, it just makes me wonder why does it appear to happen overnight. You think of things that were "to die for" in one moment only to wake up the next with little memory of it. It's like your eyesight. I had perfect vision until just a couple years ago when it seemed like overnight my arms weren't long enough to read. I used to tease a friend of mine about this in church a few years back only to see it creep up on me too. I'm sure he'd get a great kick out of this one. I always thought I'd age as gracefully as my beautiful mother to only find that we're all as flawed and sattled with this little annoyances like remembering your reading glasses. Another thing: gray hair. Did God have a sense of humor or what? Men can gray and be distinguished but let a woman gray and she's all the sudden gotten old. Thankfully, my gray isn't as apparent as some since I am blonde. I figure as long as there's Ms. Clariol, I'm safe. Another thing: wrinkles: once again, men come across as distinguished while we get old. On a lighter note, I'm finding more and more women beginning to be proud of their gray, wrinkled, imperfect bodies. I have a magazine subscription to "MORE" a magazine for women growing gracefully beyond 40. While I realize feeling good about ourselves and accepting who we are and loving it has nothing to do with age, it's nice to see more and more women embracing their changing bodies. You know, I think that I will learn to embrace who I am regardless of what it says on my drivers license. While I may no longer be 20, I'm a whole lot smarter than I was then. While I am no longer 30, I'm a whole lot more confident in my self. While I'm no longer 40, I know that I can still take chances on a new beginning so when I turn 50 in a few years, I can say, life gets better and better with each passing year.

NoDumbBlonde -> Signs of Maturity (4/9/2007 2:17:09 PM)
I started wondering the other day what are the obvious signs that a person is growing up. It's certainly not attached to any specific age. It's not like you graduate and receive a certificate of maturity or even an attendance record although I guess a number of birthdays is more of a sign of attendance. It doesn't, however mean that you studied for exams. Where do you suppose maturity and wisdom start? -- --Maybe it's about putting others wants, needs, and concerns above our own and understanding that it doesn't mean neglecting yourself. --Maybe it's taking responsibility for our failures and not placing blame on everyone or everything else. --Maybe it's learning to accept our successes with humbleness instead of arrogance. --Maybe it's learning that we DON'T really know it all. --Maybe it's understanding that true wisdom only comes from God above regardless what the world thinks. --Maybe it's finding the courage to say nothing when it's the right thing to say. --Maybe it's the determination to start each day new and not allow the yesterdays to ruin yet another day. --Maybe it's the courage to accept a belief in a God that we cannot see only to embrace what we know to be true. --Maybe it's the strength to stand up for what we believe and not be afraid of what others think. --Maybe it's having a deep desire to become the person that God created us to be and the determination to grow into that person. I wonder where I am on this scale. Have I passed the final exam or am I, like so many others that continue to walk this earth continually growing? For that, I'd say, yes. As long as I am trying to grow in God's wisdom and maturity, I'll keep moving forward.

NoDumbBlonde -> Learning to Pray (4/10/2007 4:46:18 PM)
Has anyone ever specifically taught you to pray? I know that I never got the "how to" lesson but I wish I had earlier. I was, like so many others was taught the Lord's Prayer in Matthew chapter 6 And maybe like many others have it memorized but little beyond that. I knew it was a model prayer but didn't really get specifics on applying it to my life. The Lord's Prayer is no doubt one of Jesus' greatest prayers but I wonder of the impact of reciting something from rote memory. Then they are just words unless the meaning comes from the heart and in all honesty, I think God is more concerned over words that come from the heart than words from our memory. Some time ago, I heard someone teach on just "HOW" to pray using the all familiar scripture as a guideline. The scripture was broken down into section and given topics to guide. This I could understand. I've listed a brief synopsis below and a few thoughts on each section. In reviewing the Lord's Prayer in Mathew 6:9-13, Jesus tells us in verse 9 "this is HOW you should pray. Not what to pray. So much for that rote memory idea.... "Our Father, who are in heaven, hallowed be thy name...." you are showing praise and honor to God for who He is and for the reference of His name. You have no idea just how transforming learning to truly praise God from the heart can be. Try it! "your kingdom come, your will be done on earth as it is in heaven..." This shows that above all else, God's will to be done. Most of us know that God truly sees the big picture and sees far beyond what we could comprehend. When we accept and pray for God's will, we are surrendering our will to Him and allowing Him to be Lord of our lives. I don't know about you but in my past, any decision that I made without God turned into a disaster so for me, I'll go with His will over my own. Too bad we sometimes have to learn the hard way. "Give us today our daily bread"... we are asking for His provisions for today. Don't worry about tomorrow and let go of yesterday. Focus only on today. Remember the Israelites in the desert, he provided for them day by day. He never gave them more than a days worth of manna at a time. They had to constantly trust God to provide for them day after day after day. Think about it, if God gave us what we needed for an extended time, how much do you think we'd turn to him during those times? Not much, I bet. Having to trust Him with each and every day is not always easy but then life rarely is. "Forgive us our debts as we forgive our debtors...." - my thought is why should God forgive me if I can't or should I say WON"T forgive others? Forgiving someone else is not for them but for us. Whose heart, mind and soul suffers when we don't forgive? OURS. Let me tell you, while there may be some offenses that we don't think deserve forgiveness, I know for my own sanity, that if I don't I will pay the price through bitterness, resentment and anger. If I hold a something against another person that it only hurts me. Life with all those negative emotions lead to a pain-filled existance. But learning to forgive, though not easy is the first step on the road of emotional, mental, spiritual and physical wholeness and well-being. Ask me, I know full well the impact of forgiveness! On to the rest of the passage. "And lead us not into temptation but deliver us from evil..." Ok, we all face temptation in one way or another. What may be tempting to you may not tempt me and visa versa. Instead of asking for strength when we are tempted (nothing wrong with that) what about asking to avoid temptation all together. Works for me! CHOCOLATE HAS NO POWER OVER ME!!!! Learning how to pray effectively is a gift, one I hope I am learning. I don't want to waste precious time missing out on God's blessings and goodness because of a lack of knowledge. I want to know that all that I am is pleasing to him. Learning to pray is a great way to start. So, overall the Lord's prayer teaches us to pray through praise, surrendering to God's will, providing our needs for that day, forgiveness for ourselves and other and finally, protection. Did you notice what was first? PRAISE. That's not by accident. I think, beyond anything else, God want's our love, praise and appreication for who He is and what He's done for us. I have found that by praising him, I benefit the most! My attitude has changed and I am by far a much happier person. Who knew that the secret to happiness was praising God.

NoDumbBlonde -> Struggling to Hang In There (4/12/2007 3:26:24 PM)
I feel like that kitten hanging from a tree branch in the "Hang In There" poster. It like I'm hanging on with what tiny claws I have, fighting to keep from falling. I guess we all face times like this, life coming at your full force and fighting to hang on to any faith you have, determined to survive intact. This is one of those times/months really. It is times like these where true faith, deep faith is heavily exercized. I know the Bible talks about having the faith of a grain of mustard seed but right now that almost seems like a lot. Don't get me wrong, I am determined to trust in God to meet my needs and provide for them. I go back in the back of my Bible where I have notes from years of spiritual growth. I have written notes everywhere there is a blank space it seems. I have a lot of God's promises there to remind me when life gets like it is now. OVERWHELMING. I've alway heard that you can't have a testimony without a test and I had hoped finals week was over. Seems like another semester has begun. I'm bearing with it, determined to pass the test and show God that I will trust Him with everything even when it seems like there is no way. I love the notes that I have scattered all through my Bible. Whether scripture references, encouraging words. This one I like: Faith is not knowing God can, Faith is knowing He WILL. I also like this on: Prayer is the Key to Heaven but FAITH unlocks the door. Well, I can honestly say I've got both on some level. It seems a lot more key though. I have used the key countless times in the past days/weeks. I learned a while ago that I need to pray with expectation. I have to remind myself of that from time to time. I have to expect God to answer my prayers. I am always aware of what I'm praying as to make sure that what I'm praying for is not outside of God's will or with wrong motive. Lately, I've been really praying for my business and personal finances. Things don't look good right now and there doesn't seem to be a way but I'm trusting that God will make a way, kind of like the song says. It's certainly not something I feel but something I am determined to do. I know in my heart that if we fail, then God gets no glory. You see, we stepped out on faith when we started this business. We told EVERYONE that it was a God thing that got us started. We start each morning with prayer and tithe not only from our personal but our business. We have a number of non-Christians watching and waiting for us to fail. God has provided for us so far so this is no different. I guess it is true: you will never learn faith in comfortable surroundings. Faith is taking God at his word. That's when I go to God's Word and read his promises outloud. It's like activating them. Almost challenging God to keep them. Phillipians 1:27 "Whatever happens, conduct youselves in a manner worthy of the gospel of Christ." I hope I do that. I'm certainly trying to. I'm determined not to worry as I know that God is in control. I exercise my faith and He exercises His blessings! Philippians 4:13 "I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me!"

NoDumbBlonde -> Friday the 13th (4/13/2007 2:29:10 PM)
Paraskevidekatriaphobic: a morbid, irrational fear of Friday the 13th. While not superstitious myself, I wonder at the estimated 21 million of Americans who are fearful of Friday the 13th. That is 8% of the US population. This estimate is by noted psychotherapist, Dr. Donald Dossey. He specializes in phobias and their treatment. Can you imagine 21 million Americans have an irrational fear of a particular day? That seems unreal to me unless you are talking TAX DAY, April 15! Now, for many of us, that's something to be afraid of. I'm getting chills already. [sm=icon_smile_yikes.gif] I did a bit of research on this whole phobia of Friday the 13th and found that it could date back hundreds, if not thousands of years. The arguement was that every bad thing happened on a Friday: Eve tempted Adam, Flood of Noah, Fall of the Tower of Babel, Christ's crucifixion, etc. Well, other than the day Jesus was crucified, how does anyone know what day of the week these other events happened? There are stories about the Knights Templar, Norse gods, various kings and queens, ancient Egyptians, and so on that spout the evils of Fridays and the 13th. I guess if you expect bad things to happen on any particular day then they just might. It's like a self-fulfilling prophecy, you bring to life what you expect. Personally, if I were to have a self-fulfilling prophecy, I'd prefer it to be something really good. I'll work on that. Happy Friday the 13th!

NoDumbBlonde -> Observations on posters (4/16/2007 1:08:31 PM)
I don't know why but it seems to me that there are so many argumentative people posting on the forums. I've read over the debates, sometimes heated over opinions on every topic including faith, theology, relationships, doctrine, science and evolution, etc. I must admit that the debate on the rapture thread was a bit much. While I rarely post on these topics, I do read the threads. We, most of us Christians need to understand that we don't have all the answers and that there are some things that we won't KNOW until we get to Heaven. I've noticed when someone shares their opinion there is someone quick to tell them they are wrong. Someone may be sharing a thought, a viewpoint, a prespective different but it's just that, an opinion. Others post as if they are making a declaration of fact. We all have our own theories on life, love, spiritual matters and scripture and should be entitled to them. While we can gently guide in spiritual matters of faith, what's the use of arguing trivial matters? Let's face it, we are all interrpreting scriptures from different angles, education, experiences and spiritual maturity. The opinions represented in the forums are as vast as the number of churches and prostetant denominations. Other than the basic truths of the Bible, does it matter? Does it matter if the rapture comes pre-trib, mid-trib, post-trib or at all? Does it matter if Job was a real person or a parable? What matters is that we stand together as believers in Christ to share the gospel with others while we are still able. I know my opinion doesn't matter to many more than my immediate family, that's ok. It's just not worth arguing over.

NoDumbBlonde -> Words Women Use: An Education for Men (4/16/2007 2:09:07 PM)
My aunt sent me this this morning. I just couldn't resist! Words Women Use: An education for MEN. 1. FINE: this is the word women use to end an argument when they are right and you need to shut up. 2. Five Minutes: If she is getting dressed, this means a half and hour. Five Minutes is ONLY five minutes if you have just been given five more minutes to watch the game before helping around the house. 3. NOTHING: This is the calm before the storm. This means something and you should be on your toes. Arguements that begin with nothing usually end in FINE. 4. Go Ahead: This is a dare, not permission. DON"T Do It! 5. Loud sigh: This ia actually a word, but is a non-verbal statement often misunderstood by men. A loud sign means she thinks you are an idiot and wonders why she is wasting her time standing here and arguing with you about nothing. (Refer back to #3 for meaning of NOTHING.) 6. That's Okay: This is one of the most dangerous statements a woman can make to a man. That's okay means she wants to think long and hard before deciding how and when you will pay for your mistake. 7. Thanks: A woman is thanking you, do not question or faint, just say "you're welcome." 8. Whatever!: It's a woman's way of saying..... "______ you" Fill in the blank however you feel is appropriate at the time. 9. Don't worry about it, I got it: Another dangerous statement meaning this is something that a woman has told a man to do several times but is now doing it herself. This will later result in a man asking, what's wrong. For the woman's response, refer to #3. Ladies, is this true or what? Men, have you learned anything? [sm=yummy.gif]

NoDumbBlonde -> Interesting Facts (4/18/2007 11:40:15 AM)
A friend passed this along to me that I thought I'd share. Some are of these facts are rather funny, some interesting and some just weird. They are all supposedly true too. [8\|] Apples, not caffeine, are more efficient at waking you up in the morning. Alfred Hitchcock didn't have a belly button. (not sure how that happened!) A pack a day smoker will lose approximately 2 teeth every 10 years. (There's a reason to quit!) People to no get sick from cold weather; its from being indoors a lot more. When you sneeze, all bodily functions stop, even your heart! Also, it's impossible to sneeze with your eyes open. Only 7% of the population are lefties. Forty people are sent to the hospital for dog bites every minute. (wow, can that one be true?) Babies are born without kneecaps. They don't appear until they are 2 - 6 years old. The average person over 50 will have spent 5 years waiting in line. (More like 10 years if they went to Disney World once or twice) [;)] The toothbrush was invented in 1498. Approx. 40,000 Americans are injured by toilets each year. (Are they attacked by them or is it just clumsiness on their parts?) A coat hanger is 44 inches long when straightened. The average computer user blinks 7 times a minute. Your feet are bigger in hte afternoon than any other time of day. (Due to swelling and standing probably). Most of us have eaten a spider in our sleep. EEEEWWWWWWWWW! (you'll sleep much easier now, huh?) The real reason ostriches stick their heads in the sand is to search for water. The only two animals that can see behind themselves without turning their heads are rabbits and parrots.

NoDumbBlonde -> Where's the compassion???? (4/23/2007 5:40:53 PM)
I do, from time to time read through threads on various topics. With my educaton and experience I do tend to focus on the family/marriage/relationship forums. I also spend a bit of time on prayer requests too. I really enjoy praying for other people as I too, have needed a lot of prayer recently. I enjoy reading other people's advice on life, love, etc. Most people offer good insights and objective thoughts that are often helpful to those seeking answers. It's given with love, caring and is uplifting. You may not be able to see the emotion behind the words but you know that there are genuine, caring men and women that want nothing more than to lift up a hurting soul. We all have circumstances and situations in our lives where we can't see as objectively as others can. That's why we often tend to gravitate to others for their insight and advice on what to do in a certain situation. Our common sense tends to leave us as our emotions jump into overdrive. We all have had times where we've felt a certain way but realized that we were too emotional to see the whole picture. Like with God, he sees the big picture while we are only focused on our here and now. Things that may feel impossible now, with encouragement and support by loving, caring individuals can lead us to conquer even the most difficult of situation. But unfortunately, not everyone is as caring. Some, yes even on this wonderful website don't display love or compassion but respond in a manner very critical and accusing, insensitive or even cruel. They lash out at the thread-starter with instruction on what to do, almost with a "its your fault" mentality. Now, while reading words is difficult to gain a clear picture of the mood or emotion behind the words, there are those threads that live little to the imagination. I just don't get it. Instead of saying, my advice is.... or you might want to consider.... or even have you tried.... Some will just come out and tell them exactly what is wrong in with them and their thinking. No compassion or consideration for anyone's else's feelings. Personally, I try to make suggestion or simply share my thoughts. I don't feel like anyone needs me to tell them what to do. It seems just a little arrogrant, in my thoughts but that's just me. What amazes me is that from time to time, I read the advice that is so overwhelmingly critical toward the original poster. Those that start threads from what I read are merely explaining a thought, feeling or situation. Many are hurting, overwhelmed, upset, confused, etc. Most, from my observation are seeking other's thoughts , advice, encouragement or support. While we may see the forest for the trees that others are too close to see, we must still use words that build and edify instead of insult and accuse. My gosh! For instance, there is one regular poster (that will remain nameless) that often responds in such a negative manner that seems like she is attacking the original poster. I have read many of her responses and see such a critical spirit, a lot of bitterness and possibly some unresolved anger issues. I clearly see a pattern. My thought is that before we proceed to judge someone on such limited information, try asking questions, reserving judgment and use a little compassion! Is the advice we are giving based on objective thoughts or observations or is it peppered with life's unresolved issues and filtered through pain, hurt and hardness? I hope as Christians that we use love, compassion and sensitivity to those in painful situations regardless of where blame lies. While few of us need to be reminded of our past mistakes let us learn to help others in a spirit of love and compassion and not of criticism and comtempt.

NoDumbBlonde -> RE: A Day in the Life.... (4/26/2007 4:39:03 PM)
I had this thought the other day. I was remembering the story of the Israelite's exodus from Egypt. Remember, they had been in captivity for around 400 years. By the time Moses came to free them, slavery was all they knew. It wasn't what they wanted but it was something they could rely on. There weren't those stuggles on what do I do now? Who do I trust? They observed first hand the plagues. I imagine that was an amazing site especially when they saw that they were spared the last of the plagues (hense the celebration of Passover). All miracles! Beyond that they witnessed the remarkable exodus out of Egypt with all the treasure they could carry. Talk about a miracle! Now as I understand it, it could have been 2,000,000 people leaving all at once by foot, camel, donkey, etc. Either way, they were leaving with Egypt's blessing and wealth! OK, they've been amazed at the release but only to be pursued by half of Egypt. They begin to think this whole idea of leaving Egypt a bad idea. Maybe they should have stayed. I'm sure the panic really set in when they saw the dust from the approaching army. But once again, they watch God protect them by parting the Red Sea. Another miracle! To see that in person. No special effects, no tricks but a true miracle from God. They walked on dry land across the sea only to watch it swallow their enemies whole. Wow, how could they deny the power of an Almightly God! Then.... into the desert and more doubt. But once again, God provides for them the cloud by day, the fire in the sky by night and manna/water for each day. Food, water, protection, direction in a desert? Yep, another miracle. They tried saving manna but it rotted. They had to start using their faith. It'd hadn't been exercized while in captivity. They had a predictable life. Freedom brings with it the fear of the unknown. This was something they were unacustomed to. Despite witnessing first hand numerous miracles God performed on their behalf, they quickly lost their faith. When Moses went up the mountain and got the 10 commandments, those Israelites were back to old habits. By the time her returned they had melted down the treasures they took with them out of Egypt and made their own god, a golden calf. Now what amazes me is how stupid they appear to be. They have had the unique opportunity to witness, in person some of the most amazing miracles of God. How could they doubt after seeing what they had seen with their own eyes. But then it occured to me. They had never developed faith. Faith is one of those things, like our muscles that grow and strengthen with exercise. They probably didn't have a lot of opporunties to really exercise their faith. Their days were pretty predictable. Faith usually comes from a lot of unpredicable times. Then I wondered how many of us are just like the Israelites. We tend to forget all that God does for us and turn to other idols when live gets tough. It could be money, job, power, relationships, our own sense of "I can do it myself", anything else but God. How often do we exercise our faith and put our trust in God during difficult times. We react with various other emotions and use prayer as a last resort. It should be a premptive strike instead. That's "if all else fails, pray" philosophy doesn't please God. Trusting in him, using our faith and letting our creator know that we trust him does. Personally, I want God's blessings in every area of my life so I want him to be pleased with me. Without faith, how can we?

NoDumbBlonde -> A Christian in a Muslim world. (4/27/2007 2:44:57 PM)
I recently heard a young man speak about his struggle of learning about Christ in the muslim world. This young man, nowing living in the US under a different name has quite a testimony to tell! As the son of a French woman murdered because she was a Christian when he was a young child and a father who was beheaded for becoming a Christian when he was 7, this young man had endured what many of us could never conceive. Raised in Afghanistan, an attractive 20-something told how he witnessed first hand such a hatred and intolerance for Christians. He didn't know what a Christian was but he knew that both his parents believed enough in it that it cost them both their lives. He talked about seeing his father's headless body, the blood and words of the Quran written on the wall about death to infidels and such. He spoke of how a islamic step-mother treated him as a 2nd class citizen being that he was not biologically hers and that his mother was Christian. His uncle forced him into Islamic schooling when he didn't know the Quran as he should. He secretly didn't want to know more about Islam as he had seen what it cost his family. He grew up with such a curiosity about Chrsitianity but knew that he could not ask anyone. It could cost him his life. He said that his curiosity continued to grow and was finally able to hear of Jesus through an English speaking teacher at a school. He had a friend that had become a Christian so it inspired him to know more. He did find salvation in Jesus Christ but knew that he had to be careful or he too, could be killed for his faith. He secretly began studying the Bible until his uncle found it. He was beaten almost to death over it. He managed to make his way to India to avoid an arranged marriage but found more trouble. He was falsely accused of murder and ended up in jail. Once cleared of any wrong doing, he was homeless. Through some connections, he made he way back to Afghanistan and was in school to learn a trade. His uncle was still forcing islamic law into his mind. By this point, he knew that he had to make his way to freedom. With the aid of several people in an underground Christian church he managed to apply for a visa to the US but was told that since 9/11 there was no way someone from his country would get a visa. He prayed as did many others that it would be approved. He maintained his faith in Christ knowing that God could make a way despite the political differences between our two countries. God did perform that miracle and his application for a visa was approved. This young man is now preparing to go to Bible college with the hopes of returning to his homeland someday to share the gospel with the muslim people. When I stop and think of how much he went through to find the freedom that so many of us take for granted, it makes me ashamed. Here in western society, we enjoy the freedom to worship God without fear of being killed for our faith. How many of us could truly imagine the risks that Christians face while living in countries dominated by islamic law? How frightening every day life must be. Guarding everything you say and do, avoiding any behavior that may even appear to be anti-islamic. The challenges that our missionaries face day in and day out and those that do find salvation, the risks that they and their families then face. I just reminds me of how much we need to be in constant prayer for those missionaries in foreign countries and those that chose salvation in Jesus. I don't think any of us can comprehend how much hatred muslim countries have for us in the west. I recently saw a documentary on radical Islam entitled, "Obsession". The website is Obsession: Radical Islam I believe that is the right link. It's certainly an eye opener.

NoDumbBlonde -> Another quote to ponder. (4/27/2007 6:07:59 PM)
I found this quote by Leo Buscaglia that I thought I'd share with you. "Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around." I was thinking how many times a small gesture at just the right time can mean the world. Have you had one of those days that seem to be more stressful or tiring than others? I have recently. I was exhausted from spending the weekend at conference on to return mid-afternoon on a Sunday, things to do to prepare for the week ahead. Later that evening I ventured to do my grocery shopping. I usually have my husband and/or daughter with me but this time I wandered alone. I must admit I wasn't thrilled about going out but then it had to be done. On top of being totally sleep deprived from the weekend, I was having a bad hair day. Let me tell you, I was looking my absolute worst. Hair in a pony-tail, no makeup, dressed like I had just left Goodwill. At the time I was too tired to care. Part of me was trying to get what I needed and head home. I was dragging through the aisles almost in a daze trying to make sense of my list. Not my most attractive moment. Then something very weird happened. A very nice looking gentleman smiled and nodded at me. Part of me was shocked that I wasn't mistaken for homeless [8D] then for the kindness that simple smile protrayed. It was a simple acknowledgement of my existance. Suddenly, I didn't feel quite so drained. There are always those times when we drift through life unnoticed and blending into the scenery. Of course, this was one of those times when going unnoticed would have been ok. But then someone acknowledges your presence and you begin to feel a little better. Something so simple reminds you that you are part of the human family.

NoDumbBlonde -> Discouraged not defeated (5/1/2007 5:58:39 PM)
This is probably not a day worth posting anything. It's been a tough day or should I say it is continuing to be a tough year. It's like each passing day brings new challenges that seem to topple the previous ones. During these tough times I have always tried to maintain a positive attitude. I have always tried to be uplifting and encouraging to others going through tough times. I don't always share my struggles but try to focus on other people. It takes my mind off what I don't want to overly ponder. It also often helps me to stop being so introspective. I can't really say that I'd be considered an optimist yet I can't say that I'm a pessimist either. I'm more a realist. Just give me the truth, straight up, no chaser. I look at both sides and analyze the mess out of it. I tend to be a bit too detailed at times and so rarely look at anything at face value. While I do get a bit discouraged from time to time most often I am very hopeful and positive. My mother has always described me as an encourager. Most often it is all about God and how he is faithful. The past 2 years or so have been incredibly challenging and a real test of faith. It has tested every ounce of my being. It's like when you feel that you've survived the test, you find out you're in the middle of finals week. Then another semester has started with no spring break. Tests and challenges flying at you non-stop like a hail storm before the tornado. While I just don't have the mental or emotional energy to elaborate on specifics at this time, I have found that irritation as some want to debate faith legalistically instead of offer simple encouragement. I started a thread on being discouraged but found some posters (not all) were more concerned over dissecting my faith and beliefs instead of sharing a bit of encouragement. To the desperate standing on the ledge now is not the time to offer analysis but a simple expression of support, caring and compassion. While clearly none of us has the same experiences we all have a similar capacity to be overwhelmed by life's challenges. Notice I describe them as challenges, not problems? Challenges are something to be overcome. They can be helpful in building us up for the next. There are those that will whine and complain and I hope I don't come across in that way. I'm just a bit overwhelmed right now. I'm far from the psychiatrist couch, thankfully. So if someone approaches you with their own struggles and difficult tales. don't deny them humanity, share a bit of compassion, encouragement, and support. I promise you, they will appreciate it far more than the lecture.

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