I Read Too Much

I know, that is astonishing.  However, it is quite true.  This month is proving to be far worse than last in regards to the number of posts I have made, but yet it seems there is nothing, well, blog worthy going on in my life.  Or is it that there is and I don't have the words enough to say it.  Nah, it is rather the former than the later.  I have kept myself busy with doing quite a bit of canning.  Trying new recipes and playing with various ingredients.  Who would have thought that as little as 5 years ago, I would have ever found myself enjoying all things this domesticated?!  In some sense, I find I rather enjoy this far greater than scrapbooking; which, is rather disturbing considering the amount of money that I have tied up into it! I am 41 books into my goal of 150 for this year and am a bit concerned about my ability to reach it.  It is a rather aggressive goal, and one that takes quite a bit of time to complete.  You may have ...

I must say that there are things that are understood by hearing, then truly learned only after the lesson is taught by happenstance rather than listening.  I know that sounds very convoluted; as if it is folded upon itself like an Aunt Annie's Pretzel, but I have a point. (I always do!) Last week, Monday and Tuesday to be precise, I had a few lessons learned.  These lessons were not huge in the grand scheme of life, but rather huge in mine.  For that reason I felt terrible, sought forgiveness, then felt guilt.  Guilt as it is, is a trick once fogiveness has been sought.  (God will always forgive if you seek Him and ask Him for it. - 1 John 1:9) So here are the past two Wednesday's worth of Bible studies and how, they, coupled with what God has spoken to me, in His still small voice, have taught me. Have you ever asked for forgiveness and then wondered after doing so if you were truly forgiven?  Well, guilt, a trick of the D...

This has been such a wonderful day.  I honestly couldn't have asked for a  better day, actually the whole weekend was fantastic.  I got to play in the dirt.  OK, so it wasn't just dirt it was planting soil and compost, but it was great none-the-less!  Yesterday I converted last year's dismal vegetable garden into an herb garden...yummm!  Then today, my hubby built me a 10' x 4' box so that I could have a newer, bigger vegetable garden!  Oh my, I have planted so much, OK, so maybe not that much, but enough to fill my little garden!  Now, I just hope that I can get enough out of it to make it all worth while!  My girls all made me cards at school and in Sunday School, plus I got homemade gifts, which are always my favorite.  I have a hard time parting with the things that the girls make me.  In fact, my kitchen wall is virtually covered in all the school projects and drawings that they have made.  Some mom's don't like tap...

OK, so this is a first, two posts in one day.  (Trust me, I will definitely not make this a habit!)  This morning I shared with you all my unfavorable characteristic, procrastination .  There are times when I run myself ragged trying to get things accomplished because of it and then there are times, such as I am about to share, when I sit in amazement of how things work out.  (No, I am not talking about my finals.) Each day I get a devotional emailed to me called Daily Hope; it is a devotional from Purpose Driven Connection , based on the famous book The Purpose Driven Life.  (Which I still need to complete.) Anyway, I finally pulled out the ever growing stack and started to read them; yes, much like I would a book.  I got to #3 in my pile today and came to the devotional from April 25, 2011.  It is excerpts from this devotional that I am going to share, then share the why. "I'm a mess.  I'm nothing and have nothing: make something of me!...

When I was younger there was a cartoon of sorts on TV called School House Rock and I vaguely remember a little medley called "Conjunction Junction."  Perhaps I have two completely different memories overlapping each other, time will do that to you, you know.  memories have a way of redefining them selves into that thing that never was as real as the actual event.  That is why many people hold onto the past, they don't know how to escape the awesomeness of the memory that was created by the reality they wanted it to be.  Anyway, that is not the subject I wanted to rant about this morning. I totally fell asleep like at 6pm yesterday.  Don't know why.  Just did.  Felt like a complete and utter waste of my time, but I am sure some internally profound person somewhere is saying, or will say "well you must have needed it."  And that brings me to my stop at Procrastination Station.  I have the first of my two finals tomorrow!  Yes I know!...

I am sure everyone has heard the saying going " snipe hunting ."  Well, that is what I call love .  It is a fool's errand.  A chasing after the wind.  A fairy tale that simply exists for those who refuse to accept there is a reality of loneliness and vulgarity of epic proportions awaiting their dismal existence. The sheer act of love is trying to find something that simply does not exist. So why am I telling you this? Because, for one, this is the exact feeling I have right now.  One does not like coming second to anything else on this planet.  Yet, it happens.  Addiction happens.  There are things that begin slow and eat away bite by bite until there is nothing left but the carcass of something that may have been.  Loneliness is real, tangible and almost as big as an elephant in a room.  Except, in ways, it is bigger.  It is that thing that fills a void, only by eating you away from the inside.  You lon...