Inspiration Blog Posts
When someone is trying to deceive you, lie to you, how does it work? Usually he/she takes a kernel of truth and elaborates on it to build the lie, to make the lie believable.
Somedays, you get an unexpected gift plopped right in your lap. That’s exactly what happened to me. The gift was an eight-month-old bundle of cuddles. I’ll call him Timmy. He’s one of the babies I keep in our church nursery. He had been running a slight fever, so the day care asked his mom to come and get him. That’s how I got my present for the afternoon.
This is my second blog about anxiety this month. Maybe September is making demands on us as we try and get back into the groove of school and work after vacations.
I found myself jumping to a worst-case scenario again this week and chased a runaway thought down that proverbial rabbit hole. I was concentrating on the feelings evoked by my errant conclusions framing my crazy “what-ifs.” Feelings come and go, yet when we’re tied up by them in the middle of an anxious roller coaster ride, they suck us up, distorting reality.
On the news today, I heard a word that made me laugh out loud. . . “sanguine.” I love collecting words and sentences, so this one popped right out at me. The word morphed into a blog idea. So, with a big grin on my face, I grabbed one of my trusty spirals to quickly write down my thoughts before my brain cell spasms quit spazzing!
Some days are breathless, just like the end of a hot, record-breaking, parched, and dusty Texas summer. I feel claustrophobic from the suffocating stresses of life.
I have experienced that sometimes if I hold on to my coveted silence, tuck my feet under and really nestle into it, I am startled by any intrusion.
I’m into sewing and quilting on these blistering hot summer afternoons. It’s an escape into a cool air conditioned cave where I put my head down and get lost in fitting together color, shape, and a story.
Do you remember that picture in the old storybook about Paul Bunyan, the legendary logger who was so tall he could straddle a valley with a booted foot firmly planted on opposite mountain tops?
It seems like our American culture pounds us with messages to camouflage weakness, to vindicate contempt, to thwart persecution, to detour around frustration, and to blame away hardship.