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Words: Life or Death.

July 30th, 2012 by stephanie

Words. Funny. Something as simple as letters randomly placed together can create powerful messages. Messages that can bring a smile to a face, a tear to an eye and an arrow to a heart. It all depends on the messenger.

When you or I speak or write, we use words. And the words we use really do matter. Each hearer takes them in at their own speed and with their own backgrounds and experiences as their personal translator.

I like words that make me smile. I like to be with people that say words that warm my heart. I would imagine it’s the same with you.

Sometimes, I hear people say, “He [or she] doesn’t have many friends.” That’s when I wonder what kind of “words” that person uses. Are they words that give life, that offer encouragement, that seek to better the person receiving them? Or are they words that only benefit the user?

Words tell us quite a bit about the person using them. They show us what is really in their heart and on their mind.

What words are you using today? And what are they saying about you? Listen to them as they exit your lips. Better yet, ponder them before you give them opportunity to make their way out into the world.

I’m going to work on that this week. Join me, will you?

Just my thoughts.
Prov. 18:21 The tongue can bring death or life;
those who love to talk will reap the consequences.
Prov. 15:4 Gentle words are a tree of life;
a deceitful tongue crushes the spirit.
Eccl. 10:12 Wise words bring approval,
but fools are destroyed by their own words.

Yard Sale Anyone?

July 27th, 2012 by stephanie

Weekends! A wonderful word. And… if you’re one of “those”, it’s yard sale time!

Hard to believe that a week ago today I was in hourly countdown mode as I worked toward my big honkin’ yard sale. I am pleased to report, the rain held, the crew was superb, and we had a really great day.

With that, I blogged about the journey of prepping, organizing, planning and more. If you, or someone you know, is thinking about or planning a yard sale, I hope this will be of some help. I did a bunch of research before my big day, and boy, did it pay off! With that, happy selling! And will look forward to your comments, ideas as posts as well. For the Big Yard Sale Blog


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Bullies and other Perplexing People.

July 26th, 2012 by stephanie

There seems to be alot of discussion and debate these days about bullying. It reminded me of a blog I did a few years back. Enjoy!

Bullies. Mean girls. Ladder climbers. Call them what you will. You know the ones. They just can’t stand to see you succeed. They don’t want to share the limelight if you are in the same room as they are. Or, if you don’t dress like they do or live the lifestyle they live, you are deemed inferior. Your jokes just aren’t as funny as theirs. The most popular girl in the room isn’t your friend, she is their best friend. Bringing back any memories from childhood?

You see, that’s what gets me. I really thought that you left those mean girls or sill bully situations behind once you entered adulthood. Silly me. I thought people actually did just that–grow up.

But alas. Some do not. A friend of mine was relaying to me recently the abuse she has been personally taking of late at the office. She works in a government job, so I wasn’t really too shocked by her stories. I am amazed at the juvenile behavior that exudes from some women though. Yes, I am talking about the “grown-up, mean girls” of our every-day world. The guy that stabs you in the back as soon as you exit the conference room. You know the ones. They gossip about you and work to make your life miserable. They love to undermine you and dig up a group to join in on the scheme with them. But you just can’t seem to figure out why. That’s good! It proves you don’t think like or operate like them! What I find most interesting, however, is that what they accuse you of, they seem to have mastered as a personal art form. It’s just that they don’t see it that way.

I then began to share with my friend that I could relate. We have all had someone that we once knew that just couldn’t can’t stand to congratulate, encourage, or compliment us. On the contrary, they have to get little digs in when a simple pat on the back truly is in order. My friend came to this conclusion about her situation once we finished our chat: “She’s a bully.”
Wow. She was right! When I thought about it, I realized she’d nailed it.

Ok, so enough negativity, but what I am attempting to say is this, the next time someone gets their fix or their kicks out of bringing angst to your life, rather than let it ruffle your feathers take this approach: Pity them. Feel sorry for the people that share the same household or office that they do. (Imagine what those folks nearest the offender are actually having to live with.) It just might ease some of your mental pain and confusion. The point is, if someone is bound and determined to upset you, or keep you “humble”, or foil your good intentions or plan, then they are certainly dealing with some major stuff of their own. And you can’t fix it.

So, next time that “mean one” comes at you, just take a deep breath. Then remember to sit back, relax and keep all hands and arms inside the car while traveling. Life is a bit of a ride anyway, to be sure, so let’s simply agree together to not let any of these Les Miserables throw us from the train! K?

Just my thoughts.
Prov. 26:27 If a man digs a pit, he will fall into it; if a man rolls a stone, it will roll back on him.

Rooting Out the Truth.

July 10th, 2012 by stephanie

I have been in a remodel project at my house of late. And so, those things are on my mind. The blog post below was written awhile ago, but I saw it recently and thought I’d pull it back out.
It was a normal Wednesday night. Suddenly, the bathtub was backed up and full of black gunk. When the back bathroom toilet started to overflow as well, I knew there was trouble. Long story short, after a few wet-vacs and fan treatments at mid-night, and not much sleep, the next morning I called the plumber.

The average Joe plumber guy came to my aid. Got right to work. Followed procedures and took on the problem at hand. While he was roto-rooting the depths of my home, I popped my head in just to check on him. It was then that he started to talk.

“I’m gonna write a book.” He said with a wipe of his brow. “Been doin’ this for over 25 years. I could tell you stories all day.” And so he did…
His stories began with one call that placed him at the home of a lovely woman. While there, he did some rooting and told her at one point that he had the problem on the other end and would soon be pulling it up. All the family gathered in the bathroom to see this culprit emerge in real time. As the wad in question surfaced, he began to unwind it. Suddenly all in the room realized it was a red negligee. Standing beside the woman was her husband –whom she promptly hauled off and belted in the mouth. That was before she started screaming at him and chasing him down the street. (Ouch).

On another occasion, at a preacher’s home, he learned that the problem was in the septic tank. The pastor and plumber headed out to the back 40 and once in the right spot, they pulled the first lid off. As they both leaned over to look in, a complete stash of discarded sexual protection devices stared back at them. A few weeks later, the man called back our faithful plumber back to the scene of the crime. At the door, the man greeted the service man with a big hand shake and thanked him. Apparently, this husband began to chat with the neighbors after that first fateful discovery. What he learned during that time of research is of interest. While he had been hard at work ministering to the flocks, his wife was servicing, um, “guests”, shall we say. At one point, she had reportedly had more than a few over in one evening. Needless to say, they were divorced shortly thereafter.

There were other stories. And to be honest, they were even more dramatic than the ones above, if you can imagine.
But as I stood there, with a most horrified look on my face, and my mouth gaping open, the only words I could muster in response were, “Be sure your sins will find you out.”

Now, these words actually come from the Old Testament. You can find them in Numbers 32:23. And they don’t have much to do with a clogged pipe and drains. They do however deal with truth. And the truth usually finds it’s way out and to the surface. We may think we can hide, but in the end, the truth will emerge. Possibly literally.

Just ask my plumber!
Read Psalm 139:1-24

Sticks and Stones May Break My Bones…

July 5th, 2012 by stephanie

Remember that saying we used to throw out as kids? Sticks and stones may break my bones but names will never hurt me. Try as we might, repeating those words while hoping to look or sound tough, doesn’t always work. Truth is, when people say mean things…it hurts.

You might not as easily recall a prophet by the name of Elisha. Apparently, he was bald. One day, a gang of kids were following and harrassing him while he was out walking. This man of God, did something you and I might not consider actually “godly”, but all the same, here’s how the story goes:

Elisha left Jericho and went up to Bethel. As he was walking along the road, a group of boys from the town began mocking and making fun of him. “Go away, baldy!” they chanted. “Go away, baldy!”
Elisha turned around and looked at them, and he cursed them in the name of the LORD. Then two bears came out of the woods and mauled forty-two of them. (2 Kings 2:23-24)

Wow. Um…that’s definitely a way to handle it. All that said, there’s two things we could say we learn here. 1) Gangs are not new, and 2) you might want to be careful who you tease or call names! Jus’ sayin’.
So from here on out, here are my thots:
Sticks and stones may break my bones, but call me names and I’ll sick the bears on you. HA! Jus’ kiddin’. Ok, well maybe not. 🙂

Just my thoughts. Yours?

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