Sunday, January 30, 2011

being a crybaby

發脾氣. Actin' up. Throwing a temper tantrum.

Anyone who has dealt with children of any age has encountered this at some point or another. For the "unfortunate" ones who have had to deal with the REALLY little youngins, I empathize.

Once again, I played caretaker (read: babysitter) for my dear cousin again. I secretly enjoy this, it's like people watching. Albeit, really little people and actual interaction.

Tempers had been brewing and a throw-down or two were in order. The inevitable happened, of course.

In the midst of the pandemonium and as I wiped away my crocodile tears, I received another insight. (This seems to be a recurring theme for me...)

There are some cries (read: bellyaches) you don't necessarily have to respond to. I'll qualify that, for fear of CPS coming down on me. I WANT THAT TOY! THIS IS MINE! I DON'T WANT TO EAT THAT! etc. etc. Ignoring such in hopes they realize that there is reason behind it all.

In the same way, although much more refined, we as "grown ups" have the very same gripes. Which led me to this...How many of our complaints does Our Father ignore in hopes that we wise up?

Obviously MUCH wiser than us, bar none. Psalm 139 repeatedly reminds me that He knows me, better than I do. All of us, for that matter.

Quit the bellyachin'. His reasoning is much better.

Monday, January 24, 2011

兩面三刀

Quite the description for someone two faced.

Polonius' famous last words to Laertes come to mind.

I think I've been guilty of NOT doing this TOO much lately. I used to pride myself in overcompensating too much truth to people I know to compensate the too little truth to people I don't know. Let that marinade for a little bit.

The question of balancing truth and privacy on one's shoulders is enough to make a professional tightrope walker quit their profession.

James was writing some hard truths in his letter. His written words cut into me like those of the 3 proverbial knives cutting into the person I just stabbed.

Maybe He's gardening again.

James 1:2-8, James 4:7-10, John 15:1-8.

It's time for some new fruit.

Saturday, January 8, 2011

eating His words...with butter?

DISCLAIMER: I was not put up to this by ANY company.

I was in the bread aisle looking for such. So long as it isn't sawdust dry, I consider it game to eat.

Like any typical bread aisle of the Eastern seaboard and its neighboring states, I came across some Sunbeam bread. Yet the logo wasn't the usual Little Miss Sunbeam munching on a slice.

She was praying.

In words right beside her praying hands were: "Not By Bread Alone".

I know this isn't an unusual sight for the avid Sunbeam aficionados, but it caught me off guard.

Such a bold statement for the Israelites coming into the Promised Land. For the devil when Christ answered him after fasting for 40 days in the wilderness. For the land of plenty when millions still suffer from having not enough to eat.

In Greek, (λόγος) "logos" is used to describe Christ in the Gospel of John. In Spanish, "pan" means bread. In Greek, it means all.

Pan for pan? Logos for pan is the much better deal.

John 1:1 and Deuteronomy 8:3.

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

In the year of our Lord...

2011.

Seems antiquated to write or even say. I was never one to be politically correct.

Patiently waiting and expecting what He and I will accomplish this year.

Watch out.