I like my job. I really do. I am grateful to have it and be at full time status. I like the people and the atmosphere.
But, really...... sometimes I think, what in the heck am I doing? Should I really be doing this? Why am I at this moment in time literally running across the parking lot to get shampoos from the Hampton? I don't remember this being in my job description. The sad part is I am not even phased by the things I have to do anymore. It doesn't bother me because I am so used to being and doing off the wall things. It sure does make for an interesting shift though. Today didn't even make me angry. That was yesterday :)
This is coming out all wrong. I'm not complaining about my job... I'm just pondering it's weird quirks!
Also, side note. A good point by my pastor at my church this morning. When we do wrong are we feeling guilty because we know what we did was "bad" or do we feel guilty because we "failed" God?
Peace out, girl scouts!
Sunday, August 28, 2011
Saturday, August 27, 2011
Many forms of love
So, I've realized that it's going to be mostly my Beth Moore bible study that will inspire me to write these entries but hey at least I'm thinking about the content!
Once again, this will be a long post. I need to write more often so they will be shorter instead of keeping a list :) Ok, so first thing's first. You know the phrase, "Love is blind." Well, I've been thinking: Is that a good thing? Yes, I think that when we love someone (note: love being all kinds of love, not just romantic) we are more inclined to gloss over the maybe more interesting facets of their personalities :p We tend to love the whole person and because we love them accept their annoying habits. BUT if we are soooooo in love (note: obsession, more on that later) you can be completely blind and look past BAD things. Think an abused woman. Sometimes they state, "oh, he doesn't really mean to hurt me. He loves me." While the rest of us are screaming "LEAVE HIM NOW" to our television sets (which are probably on Lifetime if we are watching shows about battered women). I guess, in summary, I don't think I ever want to be blinded by love. I don't want to love someone to the extent that I can't see all of them. Does that make sense? I want to love them enough that I will put up with some things, but not enough that I can't call them on their crap :) Ok, back to the obsession note. Maybe the kind of love that I'm talking about can be called obsession. It doesn't matter what they do, they have to have it. Like a drug addict. It doesn't matter that it is ruining their lives, they have to get their fix. We could describe a a bad relationship like that. A friend who always takes and never gives, but the person who isn't taking anything can't seem to leave that relationship.
Complete subject change
Manipulation. As the stereotype goes, I am female, so I manipulate. I think I do fit the stereotype to some extent. The question was posed in the study if you manipulated a situation even after you were out of it. Yes, I know I have. I remember in junior high manipulating things so that I could be close to a boy I liked ( who most likely didn't know my name, hahah) But why do I feel the need to be in control all the time. Even at work I pretty much refuse point blank to let anything go unnoticed. Just ask my co-workers :) Obviously, the situation isn't working, yet we still pick and manipulate. We need to let it go!!
Last subject change, promise! So you know that whole honor your mother and father thing. ( i have a feeling they are going to come up in this blog a lot!) Well, I've found a way to do that. I have no qualms about having a guy roommate. I wouldn't mind living with a guy that I knew to save rent. We aren't talking living together like with a boyfriend, but just a male. A completely platonic relationship. XY chromosome. My mother absolutely point blank thinks NO. Not that my parents would disown me if I did have a male roommate BUT We won't get into all that but I've decided that a way to honor her is to honor her wishes and never have a guy roommate no matter how convenient, even though I would be ok with it.
Enough rambling....
Once again, this will be a long post. I need to write more often so they will be shorter instead of keeping a list :) Ok, so first thing's first. You know the phrase, "Love is blind." Well, I've been thinking: Is that a good thing? Yes, I think that when we love someone (note: love being all kinds of love, not just romantic) we are more inclined to gloss over the maybe more interesting facets of their personalities :p We tend to love the whole person and because we love them accept their annoying habits. BUT if we are soooooo in love (note: obsession, more on that later) you can be completely blind and look past BAD things. Think an abused woman. Sometimes they state, "oh, he doesn't really mean to hurt me. He loves me." While the rest of us are screaming "LEAVE HIM NOW" to our television sets (which are probably on Lifetime if we are watching shows about battered women). I guess, in summary, I don't think I ever want to be blinded by love. I don't want to love someone to the extent that I can't see all of them. Does that make sense? I want to love them enough that I will put up with some things, but not enough that I can't call them on their crap :) Ok, back to the obsession note. Maybe the kind of love that I'm talking about can be called obsession. It doesn't matter what they do, they have to have it. Like a drug addict. It doesn't matter that it is ruining their lives, they have to get their fix. We could describe a a bad relationship like that. A friend who always takes and never gives, but the person who isn't taking anything can't seem to leave that relationship.
Complete subject change
Manipulation. As the stereotype goes, I am female, so I manipulate. I think I do fit the stereotype to some extent. The question was posed in the study if you manipulated a situation even after you were out of it. Yes, I know I have. I remember in junior high manipulating things so that I could be close to a boy I liked ( who most likely didn't know my name, hahah) But why do I feel the need to be in control all the time. Even at work I pretty much refuse point blank to let anything go unnoticed. Just ask my co-workers :) Obviously, the situation isn't working, yet we still pick and manipulate. We need to let it go!!
Last subject change, promise! So you know that whole honor your mother and father thing. ( i have a feeling they are going to come up in this blog a lot!) Well, I've found a way to do that. I have no qualms about having a guy roommate. I wouldn't mind living with a guy that I knew to save rent. We aren't talking living together like with a boyfriend, but just a male. A completely platonic relationship. XY chromosome. My mother absolutely point blank thinks NO. Not that my parents would disown me if I did have a male roommate BUT We won't get into all that but I've decided that a way to honor her is to honor her wishes and never have a guy roommate no matter how convenient, even though I would be ok with it.
Enough rambling....
Monday, August 8, 2011
Number One
I can't believe I am writing a blog. I have never been one to journal. So let's just take a stab at it, shall we?
Yesterday, we had a guest preacher at my church. His message was about listening well. He listed these three steps for helping people to listen to sermons at church:
1. Prayer
2. Right expectations
3. Mental preparation
*working to listen
This got me thinking.... shouldn't we be applying this to all aspects of our life? Don't get me wrong, I consider myself to be an o.k. listener. I even took classes in college that taught you how to listen. But how many times do you not hear what is being said? A tip from my college courses was that hearing isn't the same as listening. This is so true. I can hear what the speaker is saying, but I don't actually process it.
For example, we are patterned as people. Someone says, "Enjoy your movie." You respond, " you too," only to realize that she is the ticket seller... she definitely won't be enjoying your movie. We heard what she said, but we didn't actually listen to her. Granted, she probably wasn't hearing what she was saying either (we'll get to that some other time).
When we actually listen to people we get a great response. Try getting a friend a little gift. Something they mentioned awhile ago. Most likely they will even forget they wanted it, but when they receive it they will feel so great because you actually listened.
What about listening to God? We all say we want to hear from Him. But do we ever listen to Him? I know I don't. Hmm.. Must work on that one.
Alright. Moving on. Sorry kids, since this is my first one I will be covering a lot of things that are bouncing around in my head.
I'm in the process of doing Beth Moore's bible study The Patriarchs. Sadly, I don't have the video session to go along with it. Today, she was talking about how we all have traits (physical and emotional) from our parents. It makes me wonder what I have gotten from them. It's the classic, I will NEVER be like my mom/dad/whatever. Guess what. You probably will be. So, if I got to pick, what would I take? Good question. Or maybe a better one. What do I already have? I feel like it's so hard to live with my parents sometimes. We love each other but you can't tell because we are so intertwined. 23 years in one house doesn't help our emotional channels. For me, remember to honor my mother and father is one of the HARDEST things to do. I tend to treat them in a very different manner than my peers, co workers, or even my friends parents. Like they are some kind of lesser being because they are MY parents. And MY parents couldn't possibly know/be able to do x, y, and z. Loving them has to be a conscious choice for me. And I do. I just need to show it more.
Last thing (I promise). One of my managers at work has gone all natural in her beauty approach. Honestly, it seems like a great idea. Think of all those chemicals you are rubbing on you all the time. As Americans, we are probably too clean. We strip our bodies of natural defenses and oils and our bodies produce them is excess to make up for it and what do we do? Strip it off again the next day. Don't get me wrong. I love my showers. And being clean. There just has to be a better way out there. Now let's see if I won't be too lazy to try this natural option.
Ok, time to post this for all the world to see. Here goes nothing.
Yesterday, we had a guest preacher at my church. His message was about listening well. He listed these three steps for helping people to listen to sermons at church:
1. Prayer
2. Right expectations
3. Mental preparation
*working to listen
This got me thinking.... shouldn't we be applying this to all aspects of our life? Don't get me wrong, I consider myself to be an o.k. listener. I even took classes in college that taught you how to listen. But how many times do you not hear what is being said? A tip from my college courses was that hearing isn't the same as listening. This is so true. I can hear what the speaker is saying, but I don't actually process it.
For example, we are patterned as people. Someone says, "Enjoy your movie." You respond, " you too," only to realize that she is the ticket seller... she definitely won't be enjoying your movie. We heard what she said, but we didn't actually listen to her. Granted, she probably wasn't hearing what she was saying either (we'll get to that some other time).
When we actually listen to people we get a great response. Try getting a friend a little gift. Something they mentioned awhile ago. Most likely they will even forget they wanted it, but when they receive it they will feel so great because you actually listened.
What about listening to God? We all say we want to hear from Him. But do we ever listen to Him? I know I don't. Hmm.. Must work on that one.
Alright. Moving on. Sorry kids, since this is my first one I will be covering a lot of things that are bouncing around in my head.
I'm in the process of doing Beth Moore's bible study The Patriarchs. Sadly, I don't have the video session to go along with it. Today, she was talking about how we all have traits (physical and emotional) from our parents. It makes me wonder what I have gotten from them. It's the classic, I will NEVER be like my mom/dad/whatever. Guess what. You probably will be. So, if I got to pick, what would I take? Good question. Or maybe a better one. What do I already have? I feel like it's so hard to live with my parents sometimes. We love each other but you can't tell because we are so intertwined. 23 years in one house doesn't help our emotional channels. For me, remember to honor my mother and father is one of the HARDEST things to do. I tend to treat them in a very different manner than my peers, co workers, or even my friends parents. Like they are some kind of lesser being because they are MY parents. And MY parents couldn't possibly know/be able to do x, y, and z. Loving them has to be a conscious choice for me. And I do. I just need to show it more.
Last thing (I promise). One of my managers at work has gone all natural in her beauty approach. Honestly, it seems like a great idea. Think of all those chemicals you are rubbing on you all the time. As Americans, we are probably too clean. We strip our bodies of natural defenses and oils and our bodies produce them is excess to make up for it and what do we do? Strip it off again the next day. Don't get me wrong. I love my showers. And being clean. There just has to be a better way out there. Now let's see if I won't be too lazy to try this natural option.
Ok, time to post this for all the world to see. Here goes nothing.
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