association

I guess I'm on a kick about people, the way they act and the people they associate with.  I've just come to realize that people aren't always what they seem when you first meet them.  I find that I am better off not to associate with some people....I just don't need extra stress and drama in my life. I'll do whats best for me and sometimes that means saying good bye.  It doesn't always mean they are bad people, only that I feel better when not dealing with whats associated with them and how they handle it.  It means that even good people will allow the things in their life determine how they treat you but for me disrespect is never tolerated regardless of what they go through.  I am human too.  I have feelings too. 

The Smiling Fish

I haven't posted in a while....it's not because I have nothing to say but simply that I have so much to say, I don't know where to begin.  When living in Florida, I was in charge of the blog for the company that I worked for.  My first blog was about the wonderful Smiling Fish.  I was just in Destin two weeks ago....I can't believe I didn't go there....anyway...for today, since so much is racing around in my mind, I will simply post The Smiling Fish here...on my blog...I did, after all, write it.  : )

It was a beautiful August day at the beach.  The water was tranquil and amazingly clear.  After a while of sun bathing and light summer reading I realized I was getting hungry.  I needed something cool and refreshing.  Being new to the area I decided to head across the street to Gulf Place and see what struck my fancy!  As I rounded a corner I was faced with a smiling fish.  The Smiling Fish Cafe that is.  I figured if the fish were smiling it had to be good. 

I was greeted at the door by the friendly wait staff.  They were sure to let me know about the great special of the day they were offering.  After I perused the menu I honed in on the chicken salad with cashews.  And may I say "Yummy"!  I certainly made the right choice. 

From start to finish, the friendly staff made it perfect.  They do however have one requirement of their guests. Be nice or leave.  ; )

I think I shall take that motto as well......

One body

It's 1:10am.  I went to bed at 11am.  I haven't been asleep yet.  I am faced with circumstances that I know about and can't help but wonder what happened to the real Christians.  The ones who actually want to follow Christ's lead and live as he did, or.....at least try.  The ones who find the stone at their own feet when told  "he who is without sin".   If we are the body of Christ and every member needs each other, why don't we act like it?  Why is the hand cutting off the foot?  When I stub my toe, my hand reaches for that hurt toe.  I grab it and hold it until the pain lessens.  When I bump my elbow, I press it to my side and grab it with my opposite hand until it doesn't hurt so much.  It's like the rest of my body is trying to help the hurt part feel better.

I had an accident yesterday, some would say it was a blond moment...ha...maybe.  It was raining....I opened my car door and was trying to duck into my car without getting too wet.....my head met the corner of the car door.  What happened next?  Both hands cradled my head.....for a while.  Pressing just in case I was bleeding.  My body parts help when another part is hurt. My hands put a band aid on my head....doctoring it  to get it well.   Why then, if we are all a part of the body, do we not rush to hold the hurting part? To doctor it to help it heal?  Instead, so many times, we blame the hurting part for why they are hurt.  We kick them when they are down...with our words.  We gossip about it....like telling others is going to help in any way.  What happened to the real Christians?  The parts of the body that rush to the injured body part to hold it until it heals?  Until the hurt is gone.  Drop your stones at your feet Christians.....rush to the hurting.  Even if you think they are wrong...because hurt is hurt, no matter how you look at it.  We are one body.  It's time to start acting like it.

It's 1:29am.  Maybe I can sleep now.

Change

I moved back to Atlanta two weeks ago.  Is that really all it's been?  It seems like longer.  Maybe because it's home and I know I'm supposed to be here. Being gone for 10 months and then coming back makes me see things differently.  Or are things different?  Did people change that much or is it just the way I see them now?  An outsider looking in. It is taking me a while to adjust even though I know I  belong here.   I feel like my life is a constant change.  I'm here, I'm there.  I meet this one, I meet that one.  I don't know what I feel or where I'm going sometimes but in the end, it will all fall together.....always does.

Paradise

I'm fairly certain there will be some of this in heaven.  Until then, however, I need to go here!

What Happened to Excellence?

I can't help but wonder what in the world happened to excellence.  You know, where we do things right.  No matter what we do.  It seems that people try to get by with doing things, well.....less than excellent, half way or just not at all.  If we would go above the call of duty maybe we could keep our jobs.  If we would pay attention to the small stuff maybe our homes would be ready for company at any given time. Maybe if everything from the music to the kids ministry in church was done with excellence, church would be more desirable.  Maybe if we would DO "what Jesus would do"  we could bring back excellence.   You don't hear of him performing miracles half way....the blind had 20/20 vision.  The dead were alive and rejoicing.  The wine was the best ever.  The fish and bread were abundant and as for me......ALL my sins were washed away.  Not just a few.  Whew.  Excellence.  Lets bring it back.

Friendship

Friendship is a strange thing.  If you don't believe me, move away.   You will find that things change.  The friends that you were closest to and think will keep contact don't and other friends seem to take over.  Keeping up with whats going on in your life and letting you know you are missed. Then there are those that were mere acquaintances that you seem to get to know better even though you are farther away than you once were. There are friends that you may not have talked to in years yet as soon as a conversation begins it's as if you were never apart.  Of course there are always new friends to make anywhere you go.  So strange this thing called friendship, yet I wouldn't trade it for anything in the world.