Joy, Happiness, Negativity and Facebook.

Do you know the difference between joy and happiness? There's a difference. Read on to find out what it is! 

I love facebook. It is a really awesome way for me to keep up with all my friends and family who live far away, and for a mom who is largely stuck in the house it provides me a way to interact with the outside world. It can be fun, funny, encouraging and uplifting. Yes, sometimes it sure can. But mostly (unfortunately) facebook comes with a price... you get a very powerful and unpleasant super power.  The power to read people's minds. It makes me impressed with some and disappointed in others. It makes me laugh at the inner comic in a lot of people (who knew quiet so-and-so was funny?) and shake my head with how quickly people can sink to a nasty level. 

It can infect people faster than a walk through a 19th century tuberculosis ward. If it plants the infectious negativity seed in your heart, it can root a plant that flowers with anger, insensitivity, meanness, judgement, hopelessness, discontent, and rudeness. With the click of a mouse not only can you post a snarky wall post about your neighbor, but you can post a plethora of negative news stories from various websites. You can post a song about how much life sucks. Before long you have dozens of "likes" on one of these things from people who feel the same way. 

You can announce "I'm doing some major cleaning of my friends list, some of you people are out of here!" and then maybe five-ten minutes later post, "well if you can read this post you made the cut! You're still my friend!" ... wow... what a wonderful way to either make people beg for your friendship or feel really bad when you delete them. 

You can vent your emotion so easily... 

Bad day at work? "MY BOSS IS FROM HELL!" 

Breakup with your girlfriend/boyfriend/spouse: "I can do better than you dirtbag!" (It's really hard for me to write something nastier, bear with me, but you know--- you have read something along those lines)

Or ...no need to raise your hand, have you ever read (or posted) : "AGH! I just spilled a Wendy's frosty on my crotch! FML!" (Forget my life... the somewhat kinder sister of what most people mean, which is F*** my life!) So you're saying your life is worthless.  

How many times a day do we read: I hate __________. 

Not clear enough? Breathe easy--you always have the option of posting a nasty picture or sign. 

One of my favorite Facebook techniques is the following: a status that simply says " :( " Obviously you're upset...am I supposed to ask? Am I not supposed to ask? Am I supposed to like this? What this says to me is pay attention to me please but be utterly confused as to what I mean. Usually what I post back is this: :) But it isn't long before someone has posted below me: What's wrong? and soon it comes out --- everything from I'm out of milk to I got into a car accident... but I definitely need to air this in front of everyone. I'm not sure how I feel about this but since I have the forum, let me just ask... can we get together and agree to elaborate or just hold it in?

Facebook can give you the illusion those profiles aren't connected to real people. It makes it easy for us to vent. Here's the problem with venting... when you vent to someone like a close friend or a husband, most of the time they can see the whole picture (a rough day, a series of rough days, striking out time and time again) on Facebook people don't see that. What we see is: "Going to visit my Grandma!" and later, "My family is so messed up! I hate them!" Pretty soon distant great-aunt Sally sees this and gets upset and calls Grandma and says, "Hey, Marcy just posted on Facebook that she hates you!" Maybe what really happened was that drunk Uncle Billy came and did something silly and it was really aggravating and made you mad, but what we all just saw was Marcy hates Grandma. That seed of negativity blossomed into anger which got picked and placed in the vase of drama. 

Emotion is real. It's intense, it gets the better of us. Maybe it's only a flash and in a few minutes, hours, days, it's over. It's easy to move on. But when it's put on display in the forum of Facebook, guess what, it's there to be referenced for all eternity. Even if you delete it because we all have that sweet print screen function and pretty soon your private thoughts are being laughed at by millions on Failbook, and now your negativity has just reached exponential levels.

I'm not trying to single any one person out at all... I'm not trying to anger someone.... but I am trying to point out that your powers can be used for evil OR for good. 

This is my resolution... From this day forward I'm not posting anything negative. My thoughts, no matter it be in what I like or what I say, will be rephrased to show the positive. Even if I'm disappointed or angry. Instead of venting, I will simply say, "wow today was really discouraging, prayers please." If my emotion ever specifically involves another person (especially if I am friends with them on Facebook) I am not going to post it unless it's positive. Period. No exceptions. 

I will keep my snarkiness to a minimum. 

I will not post articles or thoughts on politics (or comment or like others thoughts)... it's just annoying to those who don't agree with my opinions, it's confusing for those who don't share my moral beliefs, and it's just boring to a lot of people.  

I am not going to post any song, video, or picture that is negative. 

I'm not going to make any broad generalizations--- because as soon as you make a generalization about restless leg syndrome, one of your friends for sure will be hurt because they, too, suffer from RLS. 

I'm not going to criticize others, reprimand others or argue with others on Facebook. If I have a problem, I'm going to be woman enough to go see that person face to face and make it right. 

I'm not going to post an article that can lead to people assessing "the problem of the world today" or "the problem with this generation or that generation" .... why? because your opinion will be offensive to someone. I guarantee it. 

I'm going to make my wall a positive place, a place of encouragement. 

Examine your own profile, I challenge you... are you guilty of perpetuating a negative feeling? I am sometimes. Are you guilty of using facebook for just fluff? (Justin Bieber is so hot!) There's nothing wrong with fluff, but what if we used it to achieve a purpose?

My friends Facebook can be a really powerful tool for a Christian (or just a positive person for that matter). With one click you can plant a seed of positivity. One that can bloom into thankfulness, grace, joy, kindness, peace, encouragement, comfort, love, strength. 

Now... I know I cannot please everyone, but I'm going to strive to be true to God. As a Christian I think a lot of people force this idea of "you have to change the world!" on you. First of all, the one who came to change the world has been and gone and risen (and it wasn't me!). His name is Jesus btw, if you want to know more, see me. ;) I would like to think of myself as a tiny little tile on the mosaic of His movement. I am not the source of anyone's faith. I am a tiny tile on the mosaic of a lot of people's faith.

Happiness is a good, fleeting feeling. Joy is a perpetual emotion. One comes from something light and momentary, one comes from the one above (I believe, anyway).  The more we find ways to uplift each other, the more people know the nature of God. God is not out to zap people with lightning bolts... God is at the very core joy. God is love.

favorite things part 1! (for the ladies or for clueless husbands who buy for the ladies)

It's almost the Holiday season, and most certainly, it is the time of the year when you begin your Christmas shopping. I came across an article on Oprah's favorite things... I always like to peruse what her selections are and this year I was super disappointed. Mostly because I can't really afford anything on the list (265 dollars for pajamas? 458 dollars for a robe? a robe?!)  So I'm making my own list, with things within my budget... and if they're within my budget they are probably within yours. So enjoy! And remember, by following this list, you'll also be as cool as this chick (or lame, you know, either/or).

A Beautiful Life Hair- Honey do Shampoo ($30 set)

For: Your sister, your aunt, your wife, your girlfriend, your mom...anyone who is a sucker for retro animal packaging (like me) and a yummy honey scent. And it's sulfate free, guaranteed to keep your un-natural, but still fabulous, flaming red hair bright. Plus it's 30 dollars, so to me that qualifies this as a gift...not a stocking stuffer. ;)

Forever 21's Fuzzy Sequined Slippers - $6.80

For: Any woman whose feet are perpetually cold, like mine. 

These slippers are on my feet right now and I wear them all day everyday while I am in the house. They are warm, ultra soft and the sequins are super cute. Plus, they are machine washable which is a plus when your kids toss one in the toilet. Great stocking stuffer! 

Puff the Magic Dragon Bookends ($39, Barnes and Noble)

For: Anyone who likes kitschy/campy/totally awesome decor in their home. Puff the Magic Dragon enthusiasts.

I love these, wouldn't they look awesome on your bookshelf? I think so. Jackie Paper is on the other side too!  

Silver Personalized Birthstone Necklace - ($29-35 Pottery Barn Kids)

For: Moms with impeccable taste. 

Husbands, sons, daughters... this is an investment piece. Meaning, you buy the components separately. I know, I don't really love that either. But, it is a really tasteful, elegant piece of jewelry. Silver initial pendants (of her kids) and birthstone charms takes this beyond "some necklace" and gives it meaning. She'll love it. 

Rocky Top Soap ($6 per bar) 

For: Women who want a great skincare product 

Unscented, all natural, handmade soaps manufactured by a bearded man from Maine (this is how I know it's legit). I love bar soap, it's the only thing that keeps my skin soft, clear (no zits), and it's actually better for you (bacteria grows in your shower gel bottle, no joke). This will leave your skin softer than it's ever been, which is important if you live in Arizona or just for the winter months. I love the Pumpkin and Carrot soaps, but there is a ton of choices. 

Jean Arthur Comedy Collection - ($34.99) 

For: All Women, Everywhere. 

Are you sick of seeing half-naked actresses getting by on their looks? Escape to a time when talent was necessary and fall in love with Jean. Jean is one of my top five favorite actresses (Jean Arthur, Irene Dunne, Barbara Stanwyck, Rosalind Russell, Lucille Ball). I fell in love with her after watching her performance in Mr. Smith Goes to Washington and You Can't Take it With You. Show your woman that you can make an intelligent gift choice this year. These movies are a great starter to introduce her to one of the greatest actresses of all time. 

Cath Kidston Sewing Baskets and Travel kits ($32-80)

For: the crafter! 

I am an enthusiastic crocheter myself, but for a moment let me just talk about the wonder that is Cath Kidston. I love everything in the store. Everything. Buy me anything from there, down to the wallpaper and I will be guaranteed to love you for life. Why? Cath Kidston is the perfect amount of homespun, whimsy, and retro. All things that are basically synonyms for my name. These sewing baskets are great, but I also love the kits. Why? Because I want to see all women get in touch with their inner crocheter.

Classically Cool Sunglasses ($11.99)

For: Anyone who wants to rock a look like this blogger.

These are my exact sunglasses... except mine are lavender (and kind of cooler!) but nonetheless, I love these!

Somewhere...

Day after tomorrow I get to go home to see my mother and my sister. :) It's been two years coming, and I am so thankful that the Lord is blessing me with the trip.

I've been thinking today about loss and gain. I've lost a great many things in a year. But in a year I've gained a great many things. The dearest of which is the knowledge that the love of my Father is always surrounding me. It follows me and carries me along. No one can separate us.

There are things in this life that you can pursue that will bring momentary steadiness of nerves, momentary satisfaction. But God surrounds us with a peace that repeats and repeats His love. Each moment that passes is a continued pledge over you, that no matter where you are He deeply loves you. How blessed I can consider myself that He continues to hold me close to Him and knows me better than I know myself.

I love my husband, I love my children, I love my family, all are from my Father. He has fixed what is broken beyond what any physician can heal.

When I was a little girl, I loved the movie the Wizard of Oz. I dreamed of going over the rainbow like Judy Garland and being in a place of peace, somewhere prepared just for me. I know, and can rest happily in the knowledge that as long as my faith and love of Christ continues there is that place for me. A place in heaven with my Father, and a place where I will only ever know love. I know I have two twin girls there waiting for me. I know those of my family who've gone on before me are there.

I know that the son of God, Jesus Christ, is there. The One who gave it all for me, so that I may be where He is.

And when you think about it, how can there ever be loss when you have gained it all?


See what great love the Father has lavished on us, that we should be called children of God! - 1 John 3:1

Baxter

A few months ago I went to the church building to learn how to make gumbo from a guy who is from Louisiana. In the course of the day I learned the recipe, but also found out the man's girlfriend was moving and looking to get rid of her Australian Shepherd-Australian Cattle Dog mix. His name was B-Boy. I was interested in getting another dog for our sweet girl Gracie. 

Gracie is a red and white border collie. We've had her for about 8 and 1/2 years. She's a great dog, but keeps mostly to herself and prefers the company of other dogs to other people. 

B-boy came to live with us in April. He was extremely cautious and hadn't had much socialization. Since he had been neutered too early and peed nervously a lot, I was informed he spent pretty much all of his time outside and had been since he was born (he was 8 months old). I was advised to keep him as an outside dog because he was also not very bright and very destructive and liked to chew. I was a little nervous but found him a little funny. 

He growled at me a little from the arms of his previous master but something about his sweet face made me want to laugh at him. He clearly had an ego problem and no size to back it up. After the previous owners left him with me, relieved because "he's a lot of work" but also nervous looking as they left, B-boy sniffed out his new digs. I tried to get him to come to me but he was skittish and wouldn't bother. I was also told B-boy did not like food--- dog food, people food or treats and would be difficult to feed. I tried feeding him one of his treats in the hopes of building trust but he spit it out. I looked at the organic nutro-nutrious green puppy treats. I would have spit that out too. I had just made my kids some microwaved kettle corn and tossed him a piece. He sniffed it and came right over. And pretty soon, B-boy and I bonded. 

All of a sudden, I realized B-Boy was much more than the dog they said he was. He was incredibly intelligent.  He was virtually housebroken by the second day, and would not leave my side. Any where I went this bouncy little dog followed, even to the bathroom. From day one, I refused to leave him outside. He didn't like spending time out there except to chase Gracie or go to the bathroom. His favorite place to sleep was on top of my legs in our bed (which I've never had a dog want to do before). He was incredibly affectionate and I realized a better name for him would have been Velcro. We bonded very quickly. My husband and I decided that B-Boy just wasn't the best name for him, it was too aloof and not personal enough for this warm and affectionate boy. And so we renamed him Baxter (yes, after that Baxter, from Anchorman). 

We spent most of our time together. If I washed dishes, Baxter laid on my feet as I did them. If I watched tv, Baxter sat with me and watched tv. Even right now, as I blog, Baxter is laying on the bed next to me in front of my crochet bag. He is without a doubt, the big furry band-aid on my soul. Baxter brought me this one day over the summer. I really believe he knows I love birds ( if you know me, you know why) and one morning he brought this to me, laid it at my feet and wagged his tail with pride "Here Mom I made this out of macaroni for you!" I was honestly touched by his gift. He even dug a hole for me to bury it in. 

I can't help but wonder, what was Bax's life like before us? This dog was absolutely nothing like the one that had been described to me. The other owners had to choose between him and another dog which one they would keep, and which one they would give away. I have to wonder... why would they ever want to get rid of him, he is the best dog a girl could have!

 A lot of dogs I know think they are people, but I've never met a dog who is more happy to be a dog and yet has more affection like a little boy. He fits in right with our kids and plays with them for hours a day. He needs them, he needs us. He is in love with his own reflection and loves looking at himself in the windows. His favorite food is kettle corn, and for a piece of cheese he will do anything you ask even get in his kennel. He will gladly endure any sort of play with a Baxter-sized sense of humor. This morning we had a bandanna tied around his head like a granny kerchief, which he, and we, found very amusing.

I hate to put him in the kennel, but Baxter hates to be alone. And when he hates to be alone, he gets destructive. And somehow, it's only destructive toward my things (my clothes, shoes, crochet supplies, papers...which incidentally works out well for the rest of the family). He hates when I leave him and I hate leaving him.

He's part kangaroo, part teddy bear. If there's anyone who has his personality I swear to you it's Snoopy from Peanuts. 

Baxter, I fully believe was an "I love you" from God. There has been so much hurt and heartache this year, and I was a shell of my former self. What took one man mere hours to wrench from my life, Baxter brought back into it with warmth and pure joy. He knew I was hurting and I think he was hurting too. 

I've been through it, but I'm still here and Baxter has everything to do with it. 

Thoughts on door knocking...

Just had my door knocked by some Jehovah's witnesses! LOL Usually I don't mind a door knocking, but this was crazy! I have never walked away from a door knocking shaking, trembling with anger. I got called a pharisee and a sinner whose prayer God cannot hear. WHAT? How is that going to bring people to Christ?! I guess that was their fear-up-harsh approach. Little did they know they were knocking on my door and I don't take being beat up with scripture especially in the name of Jesus. It made me sad that they were willing to go door-to-door telling people God could not hear them if they weren't a Jehovah's Witness. So I told her that.

I told her Jesus met needs first before teaching anything. He brought a teaching filled with love foremost, not filled with doom. She told me meeting needs only drudged up "membership numbers" and filled pews with people who mooch off the church. She then told me I was denominational, but couldn't tell me what denomination was.  I told her that there were "holy" people who weren't going to make it, and then she called me a Pharisee. I showed her scripture to back up what I was saying and invited her to church and she got ticked and left.

WOW. I have knocked doors before, but what we asked is if they needed anything. We did everything from giving food to people to putting tires on people's cars to helping someone put a roof on. Some came back, some didn't. But we cared for them and carried out work for them before we ever cracked a Bible. If someone wants to learn let them know you care before you do anything otherwise it's hollow. No one wants to feel like a checkbox on your list of things to do before you die.


Does God Hear Sinners? Well...

This concept comes from John 9:31, "We know that God does not listen to sinners." But as with all scripture, we must not take it out of context.

Who said this? Was it God, Jesus, an apostle, or a prophet? No, it was a blind man that Jesus healed who was speaking to the Pharisees. Was he divinely inspired to say such a thing?

From John 9, we see the blind man did not seek out Jesus, but Jesus healed him to teach His disciples a lesson. We can't tell how much knowledge the blind man had of Jesus. He did say Jesus was a prophet (v.17), and had disciples (v.27), but he did not know if Jesus was a sinner or not (v.25). We do know his parent had close ties to the synagogue (v.22), so maybe he heard this concept taught by the Jewish leaders.
So, does God listen to the prayers of sinners?

I hope so, since we have all sinned (1 John 1:8). In the prayer Jesus taught His disciples, He said, "Forgive us our debts, as we also have forgiven our debtors" (Matthew 6:12). There is also the parable of the Pharisee and the tax collector found in Luke 18. The latter prayed, "God, have mercy on me, a sinner" (v.13). Jesus said, "this man, rather than the other, went home justified before God" (v.14).

Probably the best account of a sinner praying is Cornelius of Acts 10. It says he "prayed
to God regularly" (v.2). Luke records that Cornelius was "devout and God-fearing" (v.2), but he was not a Christian. God sent an angel to him which said, "Your prayers and gifts to the poor have come up as a memorial offering before God" (v.5). Eventually, he heard the gospel from Peter and was baptized.

From these scriptures, we can see that God does listen to the prayers of sinners. And keep in mind, we may be God's answer to those prayers.

Do I think God can have anything to do with sin? No. But I believe that you can be sincere and sincerely wrong, and by telling someone something that will shatter them and perhaps their faith, and their willingness to hear, even with good intention, you're committing a sin as well and maybe more lost than the person you're evangelizing to.

I do believe God can hear anyone. He's God! He cares for everyone. He desperately desires everyone... doesn't matter if you're sinner, Christian, woman, man, black, white, pink, purple or polka dot.

Take Heart Daughter

Jesus turned and saw her. “Take heart, daughter,” he said, “your faith has healed you.” And the woman was healed at that moment. - Matthew 9:22


Send forth your light and your truth,
   let them guide me;
let them bring me to your holy mountain,
   to the place where you dwell. - Ps 43:3


Walk about Zion, go around her,
   count her towers,
consider well her ramparts,
   view her citadels,
   that you may tell of them to the next generation.
For this God is our God for ever and ever;
   he will be our guide even to the end.- Ps 48:12-14



When my heart was grieved
   and my spirit embittered, 
I was senseless and ignorant;
   I was a brute beast before you.
Yet I am always with you;
   you hold me by my right hand.
You guide me with your counsel,
   and afterward you will take me into glory.
Whom have I in heaven but you?
   And earth has nothing I desire besides you.
My flesh and my heart may fail,
   but God is the strength of my heart
   and my portion forever.
Those who are far from you will perish;
   you destroy all who are unfaithful to you.
But as for me, it is good to be near God. 
   I have made the Sovereign LORD my refuge;
   I will tell of all your deeds. -Ps 73:21-28


There are lots of things I can write, but these scriptures say it all. I begin with Jesus... I don't know if any other scripture reads as sweetly to my eyes. Jesus speaks to me through this scripture. When the worst had befallen me, when I was ordinary, unnoticed or avoided by the world, Jesus saw me and crept down in the dust beside me. He found me in the worst of it all. He asked me to believe, to trust, to look to Him. And I did. 


I was once lost and tossed in a sea of worry. I was taken under by every wave, each one crashed on me. The difference between me now and me then is this... I'm still in the sea, but now I know to keep holding on. A little longer, a little longer. I wish there was a stronger way to express how I feel but I *know*, I am absolutely certain, God is with me. 


We have a big God. We have a faithful God. We have a compassionate, patient God. Everything about God is light, love, truth, peace. He's never done harm to us. He holds us when the world comes crashing down, when it all seems too much, when we've lost everything...even a brother, even a son. He is with me in the darkest pain, in the heaviest, most tormenting heartache. He relieves shame. He cleanses and makes new. He creates and sustains something lasting in you.  You can hide yourself in God, you can talk to Him and tell Him everything that's on your heart. You can ask Him to hide you away for a while. And He will. In the Spring something rattled my already shaky heart, and I just asked Him to please take the situation from me and hide me somewhere quiet. And He did. I'm still in the quiet in which He's keeping me. 


I ask Him for His guidance, for His wisdom. But you have to be willing. God will guide the willing.

God will take pain from you. It might be an everyday request, but He will do it for you. Ask Him to show you how much He loves you. Be looking for those little love letters from God. I really believe every time I see a bird God sends them to remind me of His love. I love birds, I always have. They remind me of my Grandmother. They remind me of peace and harmony. Today God surprised me with a flock of doves that flew out of tall grass in my back yard. It was beautiful. One time he sent a hummingbird while I was outside praying, and it came literally 4 inches from my face. :)

Don't be troubled. Don't be sad. The God from age to age, from Adam and Moses until now is with you. Surrounding you, protecting you, holding you and hiding you away. He wants to hold onto you, just like a parent longs to hold their baby.


"Why are you downcast, O my soul? Why so disturbed within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise him, my Savior and my God." Ps 43:5


"You are my hiding place; you will protect me from trouble and surround me with songs of deliverance." Ps 32:7


Take heart. Each time I read and remember these things it's harder to penetrate my faith. 

The Reason

After they had mocked him, they took off the robe and put his own clothes on him. Then they led him away to crucify him.

When they had crucified him, they divided up his clothes by casting lots.

Pilate had a notice prepared and fastened to the cross. It read: JESUS OF NAZARETH, THE KING OF THE JEWS. 

Those who passed by hurled insults at him, shaking their heads and saying, “You who are going to destroy the temple and build it in three days, save yourself! Come down from the cross, if you are the Son of God!” 

About three in the afternoon Jesus cried out in a loud voice, “Eli, Eli, lema sabachthani?” (which means “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?”) And when Jesus had cried out again in a loud voice, he gave up his spirit.

 Christ redeemed us from the curse of the law by becoming a curse for us, for it is written: “Cursed is everyone who is hung on a tree.” 

But now in Christ Jesus you who once were far away have been brought near through the blood of Christ...and through him to reconcile to himself all things, whether things on earth or things in heaven, by making peace through his blood, shed on the cross. 

May I never boast except in the cross of our Lord Jesus Christ, through which the world has been crucified to me, and I to the world.

Matthew 27:31,35; John 19:19; Matthew 27:39, 40, 46, 50; Galatians 3:13; Eph 2:13; Colossians 1:20; Galatians 6:14.