Thursday, January 29, 2009

Cold Turkey for a Week

Welcome to this week’s meeting of Readers Anonymous.

Hi. My name is Lindsey. And I’m addicted to reading.

“Hi Lindsey.”

I love to read. Books, the newspaper, the vast expanse of words available through the Internet, etc. I guess you could say I’m an Internet-aholic, too. There are emails to read and write, blogs to visit, articles to read, new things to learn. Oh, the Internet is a beautiful place! And when there’s no computer, there’s always a good book.

For a couple weeks now, I’ve been praying daily that God would help me figure out how to better organize myself so I can better organize my family and our home. On the days I tried harder to meet all the needs of my three boys, the state of the house plummeted. On the days when I tried harder to keep the house in a presentable and organized condition, I would get aggravated that the boys were always needing something and interrupting me. On those days the house ended up a mess AND the kids were unhappy. I couldn’t figure out how to jive both boys and house. And so I prayed over and over and over again. There must be a way to create the best in both worlds.

Last night- prayers were answered. And as is usually the case, I wasn’t initially keen on what needs to be done. What does my Heavenly Father say will put me in the right direction?

“Give up the Internet for one week.”

Automatically, I started coming up with excuses. But then I paused. Maybe that’s not such a bad idea. Maybe I should take it a step further- no reading whatsoever (except of course, scripture study. Taking that out would have the opposite effect of the one I am seeking.). No Internet, no newspaper, no books.

Am I going to miss relaxing with some reading? Most definitely. But, for me, this is a matter of instant gratification versus more lasting happiness. The funny thing about happiness is that it often follows sacrificing a good thing for a better thing. Opportunity cost, if you will. If I stop all this reading for a week and see what I can accomplish and set up for the long-term, I believe I’ll be happier. Granted, I’m not positive of what the future week holds. Perhaps this will all backfire in my face. But I think it’s a good step to be taking.

And so, I choose happiness. Good-bye Internet. Good-bye books. Good-bye newspapers. I’ll see you all next Friday and much less often from then on.

The content of this post originated from divine inspiration:) The post itself was inspired by MamaBlogga’s January Group Writing Project. Come join in the fun.

Thankful Thursday

Today I am thankful for smiles. It's amazing what a smile from my boys will do. Or even from a complete stranger. A smile sure works wonders. Spread some cheer today: smile some more:)

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

No, I'm not lying or trying to one-up you.

I came across this awesome article on another blog and had to share. Summary: someone wrote in wondering what in the world stay at home moms must do all day and was answered with some great wit. I don't know who Carolyn Hax (the "Tell me about it" columnist) but I already feel disposed to like her.

I have more feelings on it, but I'm curious what others think first. What do you think of it?

Saturday, January 24, 2009

Scammers

I've been posting my wedding dress for sale on an online classifieds site for a year or so. Every couple months I renew the ad. Every time, without fail, the following day I get a message saying something along the lines of:

"Do you still have the item for sale? Kindly get back to me."
or
"I'm interested in your {wedding dress, $$$}. Is it in good condition? What price are you selling for?"
or
"I would like to buy your item for sale. I await patiently your reply."

Puh-leez.

I know the stated protocol in these situations is to just delete the message. But every single time I have to fight the urge to reply and lecture them on honesty, rail on them for basically calling me stupid, or just a simple "buzz off jerk." Why must dishonest people weasel their way into every single facet of life?!

Thursday, January 22, 2009

Thankful Thursday

Well what do you know, it's Thursday already!

What am I thankful for today? Sleeeeeeeeep!

All three boys have been sleeping very well lately (knock on wood) and letting me sleep as well until 8 in the morning. And on the weekends, we can sometimes get away with 9 or 9:30! Oh, it's a beautiful thing.

That and naps. God, in His infinite wisdom, gave infants and small children the need to sleep one or more times during the day. This wondrous blessing serves not only to help children's fast growing bodies get needed rest and energy, but preserves the sanity of Mom and prolongs the lives of the children. My own children have been saved from their at-wits-end mother many a time because they condescended to nap.

Thank you, thank you, thank you!

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

A change of focus

I've heard it a least 50 times today, and at least 500 over the past two and a half months. "Today will go down in history." That's all fine and wonderful, but I've somewhat irked by all this hooplah about President Obama being the first black president.

Honestly, good for him. This is quite historical and the magnitude of this is not lost on me. But shouldn't we be more focused on his presidency? I was shocked when I heard something on the radio this morning. I, like many others, was following the events of today's inauguration. As I care for three small children, my best option was the radio. Not my favorite medium because I'm not always sure who is talking. Thus, I have no idea who said this:

"Regardless of how he performs, it's a great day for our country."

I beg to differ. If President Obama succeeds in uniting the American people, if his administration brings greater virtue, peace, and prosperity to us and to the world, then yes this is a great day for our country. But if President Obama drives this country into the ground then this is not a great day for our country. His performance matters a great deal. History will tell us whether this was a great day or not; not the color of the President's skin.

No, I'm not a racist. Nor is it any secret that I am not a fan of President Obama. While his stance on abortion wrenches my guts, I respect the authority and the position he holds. I look forward to what these next four years can bring us. But let's change the focus from President Obama's race to the things he plans to do for our country. I've said it before and I'll say it again: Dwelling on his race instead of his work only furthers the differences between races. Isn't the ultimate goal of civil rights to have people identified by who they are and what they do instead of what race they are?

Friday, January 16, 2009

Thankful Thursday...a day late

Yes, I'm behind on my weekly post. My apologies for all of you who waited on pins and needles. Even though I think the only people that read this regularly are me and Bret.

Today I am thankful for the book of James, as found in the Bible. I finished it yesterday and I just love it! Reading it reminded me of a happening in high school. Here's the story:

I was working in the library when my very religious table mate said, "Can I ask you a question?" I gave permission and he asked me whether I and my church believed in being saved by grace or by works. I told him, "both." He asked me to explain further, so I did. When I finished he said, "So you believe you're saved by grace then?"

"No, both." Wondering if he was hearing the words I was saying, I explained some more. When I finished again he said, "Then, you're saved by works?"

"Noooo...Both."

He sat back looking pleased and like he'd caught me in a lie or proved I was a member of a heathen church. This was my very first experience with the grace versus works issue (which I didn't even know existed beforehand). I was extremely confused and just decided to get back to my work. That night at dinner I related the experience to my parents and asked if I'd said something wrong (I wish I could remember how I explained it). My dad said that I'd said everything right, but it sounded like my table mate wasn't looking for an answer, but an argument.

A very interesting learning experience for 16 year old me.

But good ol' James. He gets it:)