The other night I went through my newsfeed and came across a message that stood out. “I had fried chicken tonight, my favorite food. I feel bad about it. Please pray for me.”
Tag: <span>GOD</span>
“Maybe God is punishing us,” my husband said and once again I envied him a bit.
Twenty years earlier I had followed him in the bedroom a few minutes after he had just gone to bed. I had an idea and needed to tell him right away. I opened our bedroom door and shared the result of my brainstorm with him. I didn’t get an answer. I whispered his name, wanted to make sure he was still awake. Again, no answer. He completely ignored me, or he had fallen asleep in under two minutes. Then, right when I tried to close the door quietly, willing to wait until the next morning to share whatever I had thought couldn’t wait, I heard him say. “I was praying.”
“On May 26th, 2003,
Aaron Ralston was hiking,
a boulder fell on his right hand,
he waited four days,
he then amputated
his own arm with a pocketknife.
The other day my neighbor told me God made me like THIS -not sure what exactly she meant by THIS, but I suppose there must be some THIS in me, to be worth talking about. It made me wonder. The day when God(s) decided to ‘make’ me, how exactly did that go? And my imagination went wild…
adjective
- deserving strong condemnation. “the deplorable conditions in which most prisoners are held” Similar: disgraceful-shameful-dishonorable-disreputable-discreditable
Hillary Clinton said the following in 2016, which many believed labeling some of the Trump supporters as deplorables, cost her the win. Personally, I thought this part of her speech was arrogant and highly stupid -but not untrue:
I have been raised with Catholics believes, by a woman who had to hide in the Italian Alps during WWII because she happened to be half Jewish. She didn’t bother telling me about it, until there was not much time left to talk about it. She took me in and she made it happen that I could spent 12 school years in a elite boarding school in the South of Germany, five hours away from our farm in the Alps -even though we were rather poor.
It’s hard to watch TV these days, negative campaign adds left and right! How much nicer it would be if the candidates would just tell us what they stand for. “Hello…introduce yourself! I am your audience and a potential voter. Give up the smear campaigns, it gets you nowhere -at least not in my house.”
Born in poverty, raised with hunger, we listened and learned.
God only helps the ones who help themselves they said, and it made sense to us.
We knew what we had to do, we packed our things and left.
Today I decided to start Smart Ass Tuesday, just because I can. There is so much hilarious wisdom out there, waiting to be found or be reborn on one of our innocent, white blog pages. It might as well be mine!
“We are surrounded every day by the wonders of life, wonders beyond comprehension that we simply take for granted. I decided that day that I would live my life—not simply exist. If I died and discovered heaven on the other side, well, that’d be just fine and dandy. But if I didn’t live my life as if I was already in heaven, and I died and found only nothingness, well…I would have wasted my life. I would have wasted my one chance in all of history to be alive.”
― Allen Eskens, The Life We Bury