Cyclothymic Cister

Before the Internet, I used to lie in bed at night composing thoughts as if I were talking to a wise entity. (An actual face never came to mind). I would re-word and re-phrase the thoughts till they were crystal clear. Now I can blog. And hopefully, there are a lot of wise people with real faces out there who might just comment back.

Thursday, August 31, 2006

One of the Chosen

A few weeks ago I was privileged to be one of the 400 readers to be given an Advanced Reader Copy of Philip Yancey’s upcoming book. The book will be released in September. It is titled: Prayer, Does it Make Any Difference?

I just finished reading it and taking the survey for the Yancey team.

All of Philip Yancey’s books are worth reading—again and again. He, like most of us, has doubts but is not afraid to make his doubts public. From that premise, mixed with faith, he unravels deep and troubling questions regarding Christian theology. I always come away feeling encouraged and enlightened.

Here are a few titles:

The Jesus I Never Knew
The Bible Jesus Read
What’s So Amazing About Grace?
Where is God When it Hurts?
Reaching for the Invisible God
Rumors of Another World
Church, Why Bother?
Soul Survivor
Disappointed With God
Fearfully and Wonderfully Made (co-authored with Dr. Paul Brand)

If you haven’t discovered this author, please give him a try.

Friday, August 25, 2006

The "Melt Down"

A shift in climate has occurred. The iceberg has melted.

I would like to say that with a reverberating crash it fell into the sea of forgetfulness. But it was more like a slow melt. The measured, forceful movement caused rocks and dirt to be pushed to the surface, leaving deep craters. Gradual trickles filled the scarred earth with still waters—somewhat cool for now, but placid.

(Seventy times seven? Yes, and then some).

Saturday, August 19, 2006

The First Cut is the Deepest

A heart wrenching disappointment is facing me. This has caused me to reflect back on the major times of suffering in my life. The first time (not counting when I was fourteen and my dad sold my horse), was when my first husband betrayed me on many different levels. I was innocent and undefiled when it came to such matters. The wound went deep.

Then just as my situation was improving, (though I was still raw from my first wound), my oldest daughter turned on me and everything that was wholesome. Her actions and lifestyle were deplorable. I lay prostrate on the floor crying my heart out when I first realized the extent of it.

Shortly thereafter, I went through a divorce. You don’t come out of a divorce unscathed.

A more recent heartache involved my youngest daughter and her child (my precious granddaughter). It was such a sorrowful situation. I grieved, mourned, wept and prayed; yet I carried on as though the world depended on me.

The difference between the first hurt and the hurts thereafter is just that. You carry on. You begin taking things in stride. Your dismay lessens with every stab.

Now I am facing another crisis. It is marital in nature. Still, I will carry on. I will not be dismayed. The power people have over me to cause grief is not so great anymore. The first cut is the deepest. After that, the scar tissue is tough and thick and the knife cannot cut as keenly.

Wednesday, August 16, 2006

Christian Hunter—Oxymoron?

Today I got behind a very nice pickup truck that had REAL MEN LOVE JESUS on the tailgate printed in big letters. Also, attached to the bumper in the sitting position, was an animated deer with a bull’s-eye on its chest. Somehow those two images just don’t go together.

(Before I get hate messages: I'm not saying that Christians shouldn't hunt. I'm just saying the too images clash when displayed at the same time).

Tuesday, August 15, 2006

Keep it Under Wraps

At work today we had a discussion about how JC Penney department store has a perpetual BIG SALE. I commented rather jokingly that the only sales I liked are when Penney’s gives out huge chocolate bars as you enter. Inside the wrapper you’ll find the percentage of discount you get off the merchandise that day. Some are greater discounts than others.

Well, my co-worked said that she grabs about five candy bars and discreetly opens them all to find the biggest discount offer.

I must be naive, but I NEVER take more than one candy bar. It has never even occurred to me to do so. Am I a prude? Or am I just missing out on extra chocolate and bigger discounts?

Monday, August 14, 2006

Two Pound Tomato

Two Pound German Queen Heirloom tomato from my garden. This variety tastes great too.

Wednesday, August 02, 2006

Publishing Rights

Since I would like to write for publication again someday (and get paid for it), I wondered if entries published on a personal blog might be considered “published”, or “previously published”, thus jeopardizing the sell of “first rights”.

I did a little Internet research and found this:

So, it turns out I was right to be concerned. There were a few ideas I had considered posting, that could develop into lengthier essays that may have potential elsewhere, but I waited until I did the above research. Now I'm glad I waited.

Just thought some of you writers out there would like to know, if you didn't already.