I don’t eat meat and haven’t done so in years. The pig is not my friend, and I find no fault with a flu that leaves the earth with one less pig. However, when that mutant pig flu bug starts jumping to humans, Houston: we have a problem. Make sure you protect yourself and demand that those around you cover their nasty little orifices.
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My weekend sermon directly from the heavens was the book of Ecclesiastes. I’ve read it before but not in its proper context. It’s Solomon’s book of reflection as he looks back over his life and tells all that he has learned. That man really was wise, and he just taught me a lot about living and enjoying life. I took his words to heart and have been liberated. I love how the truth will make us free.
Basically, he says to eat, drink, and be merry. Enjoy today because yesterday is gone and only God knows the future. Therefore, time is better spent reverencing God and having a relationship with Him. We can do that by considering our labor and the fruits of it as gifts from God. We show our gratitude by being excellent at what we do and by enjoying the life that our labor affords us to live.
While grateful for employment, I haven’t been treating my job or life as a gift. I will now though because I received extra confirmation from my mom’s Sunday a.m. call. She told me to listen to “How You Live” by Point of Grace, and that song is now the song of Mommy and me. I thought it was going to be something “smart” and condemning, but I almost cried when I heard the words re-affirm Solomon’s message. I’ve now a road map for overdosing on life.
Closer to my dreams
Getting over, I’m gettin’ higher
Closer to my dreams
I’m getting higher and higher
Feel it in my sleep
Some times it feels like I’ll never go past again
Some times it feels like I’m stuck forever and ever
When I’m going higher
Closer to my dreams
I’m goin’ higher and higher
I ain’t gonna sleep
Some times you just have to let it go (Let it go, let it go)
Leaving all my fears to burn down
Push them away so I can move on
Closer to my dreams
Feel it all over my being
Close your eyes and see what you believe
I’m happy as long as we’re apart
Then I’m moving on to my dreams
I’ll be moving higher (Moving higher)
Closer to my dreams
And higher and higher, higher
Feel it in my being (I can feel it flow around me)
I know that I could not go alone (No, no)
I’m moving higher (Higher), oh…
I’m going higher and higher and higher (Higher and higher)
Closer to my dreams (Higher and higher, oh…oh…)
I’m moving upward and onward and beyond all I can see
(Stretching out my arms so I can breathe)
Feels so close it’s like strange
I can feel my dreams (Closer to my dreams)
I’m moving closer to my dreams
I’m moving (Higher and higher) higher and higher
(Higher and higher)
Moving higher, ho…
Some times it feels like you never gon’ change (Never gon’ change)
But you never choose to walk away
I’m going to roughly quote a line I heard somewhere some time ago:
“I cried because I had no shoes until I met a man who had no feet.”
I have cried because I lost my dad, but, as she reminded me last night, at least I still have my mom.
I have been depressed but still have my right mind.
I have loved and lost, but at least I have loved.
I have never been to Rome, but I have eyes to see the pictures.
I have never met my zygote donors, but I.am.here.
Have you ever strained under the weight of all you had to carry without considering that you at least had arms to carry it?
Ever gotten upset about the lady with the big hat blocking your view without thanking God that you have eyes to see?
Ever so disgruntled about a meal that you returned it to the kitchen without being grateful for just the privilege of food?
Ever flip on a faucet without thoughts of those in a drought (not the ATL and NC kinds)?
I know I have—but today, I will stop. I will remember to be grateful for every little thing that has ever been done or provided for me in this life.
I will overdose on life.
UPDATE: I can keep my cat!!!! After four prescriptions that is, but hey, I found my easier way. In the meantime, I’ll be looking into holistic approaches to moderate to severe allergies. I welcome any and all suggestions.
I am deeply saddened by the fact that I just got a cat that I LOVE and I may have bad cat allergies. I got it on Monday and didn’t touch it until last night. I’ve taken OTC allergy meds, but the sneezing won’t stop. I’ve canceled two classes already today. This is ridiculous, so I am headed to the doctor and hoping that my problem is not my cat.
I’ve been around cats before and not had this problem, but I will say whenever I’ve been exposed to them and their fur for longer than a day repeatedly I have had some problems. I am hoping that this will pass, but so far, no good. I’ve visited people with cats and had no difficulties. I’ve only stayed with one person who had a cat, and I do recall my allergies flaring each time. I just thought it was my outdoor allergies. *sigh*
I need a resolution. There must be a better way (and by better I mean easier).
I love old love. I’m watching this movie about two sweethearts who are reunited 40 years later. I loved seeing them be intimate on screen. It’s a sight we seldom see but need to see more. Since most people get their knowledge from tv ( ), I think more images of older people should be shown so that the thought becomes normalized.
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Miss California–I appreciate her stating her position and standing on it. The liberal left just goes too far sometimes, just like the conservative right. They end up back at the same place every time. P-rez has said that politics and religion have no place in a beauty pageant by way of criticizing Miss C. I agree. So he should see that his question was political in nature as were some of the others, and a question never should have been asked as an opinion question if there were a preconditioned perceived notion of a right or wrong answer.
She answered honestly. Why should she be castigated for that? One of the things I love about having grown up in the South is the rare honesty found there. Most Southerners abhor liars for that very reason. Rednecks and racists are honest. While disliking their views, I respect their honesty and their right to voice their opinions. Miss C’s rights have not been respected. I need for her voice and views to be respected and not treated as if they are antithetical to all that is right and decent in the world. Ask a controversial question: don’t act like you can’t receive a controversial answer. That is all. I have written.
), I think more images of older people should be shown so that the thought becomes normalized.