My plan is to use my planner more effectively. First…find the thing (just kidding I know exactly where it is)
Calendar Section:
Health Section :
Diet Section:
God Section
Book and Music section
I exercised 3 days (but not very long)
I did well with calories, but the carb thing was pretty bad.
I don’t know how the weight went, but I weigh every other day and I’ve been holding very steady.
This is a day early because tomorrow I’ll be doing goals and objectives for next year.
or maybe I do.
I feel so darned pleased with myself every time I remember “recycling day”.
The bins are out on the curb and ready to go tomorrow morning!
(and the garbage also, but that’s every Thursday and easier to remember)
At first I thought the optical eye needed cleaning or something.
Now I think the “clicker” went bad – it doesn’t “grab” text. That will annoy me later one. For now I can happily use the pad on my laptop to copy and paste. When I start writing for school, it will get frustrating to move back and forth from laptop to keyboard.
So, I’ll drop one in my Amazon cart and when I get paid, I’ll order one. I also have a second DVD player in there to use upstairs (to exercise to).
The most important event in your life…didn’t take place in your life.
Thomas is on vacation and the fill-in massage therapist is a woman.
I’ve heard from other people that women just don’t “get” therapeutic massage and maybe they’re right.
It sometimes hurts during my massage, but that’s because it’s really getting deep into the tissue and I know that it’s working.
Today felt good while I was getting it, but my “tight spots” still feel tight.
The other thing is (and I’ve floated the thought before) – I’m familiar with “runner’s high” – the release of endorphins during physical stress (such as exercise) or pain. When your body starts to calm down again, you can get the chills. I experienced that after cortisone injections.
I start my massage therapy face-down. I used to have a very sensitive spot at my spine right at the base of my neck. Thomas goes very deep there and it really hurts. When I turn over halfway through the massage, if he has gone very deep on my back, I get those chills, as if the deep tissue massage signaled my brain to release endorphins and as they “go away” I get those chills.
The upside to that is that I no longer have that bad spot at the base of my neck.
I haven’t seen Thomas for two weeks and it’s back a little bit.
Today, I didn’t experience those chills…and my back is no better.
John Piper at Village Church.
On hope in suffering.
While I listened I joined the “Praying for Matt Chandler” facebook page and put the Village Church in my RSS feed.
I also signed on for Michael Spencer’s “friend list” on facebook.
(thank you)
And wordpress 2.9 is pretty slick.
Came up on my shuffle
I want to somebody’s everything…
I refuse to settle for something less than great.
And if it takes a lifetime, then that’s how long I’ll wait.
‘Cause all I want is everything, is that too much to ask?
Have romance, love and passion; find magic that will last.And I want someone to think they’ll die if they can’t be with me.
I want to be their joy, their pride, their dreams,
The very air they breathe.
I want to wake up feelin’ loved and go to bed the same.
Yes, I want to be somebody’s everything, somebody’s everything.
If I were to move denominations, it would be nice if I could find one (other than LCMS) that was more liturgical.
I like the idea of following the church calendar. Today I listened to a podcast that talked about “Ember Days”, which I had never heard of before.
Ember days are four different sets of 3 days of fasting (Wednesday, Friday and Saturday) throughout the liturgical year.
Fasting (in its pure form) is meant to sharpen the spirit and prepare for repentance and spiritual rejuvenation. It readies our mind for prayer and helps to focus on that prayer.
I am drawn to the liturgical calendar, and will most likely keep track of some of these days, with the intent of honoring a few of them.
But I maintained my weight, even with kolachki, wedding cake cookies, sugar cookies, etc. and even lost a pound.
Today, it’s back to the lower carb thing. I had sharp cheddar for breakfast and will have a whole milk latte for lunch.
Listening the Tim Keller on “The Reason for God”
Each Christmas I remember very clearly at a former church, sitting in the balcony during a quiet moment alone. There was a stained glass cross in the front and a giant wreath for Christmas.
Behind the birth of Christ…beyond that, the cross.
It was the reason He came to earth…God, in Christ sacrificed Himself to pay for our sin.
Michael Card – Love crucified arose Lyrics
Album:
Send “Love crucified arose” Ringtone to Your Cell
Long ago He blessed the earth
Born older than the years
And in the stall a cross He saw
Through the first of many tears
A life of homeless wandering
Cast out in sorrow’s way
The Shepherd seeking for the lost
His life, the price He paid
Love crucified, arose
The Risen One in splendor
Jehovah soul Defender
Has won the victory
Love crucified, arose
And the grave became a place of hope
For the heart that sin and sorrow broke
Is beating once again
Throughout Your life You felt the weight
Of what You’d come to give
To drink for us that crimson cup
So we might really live
At last the time to love and die
The dark appointed day
That one forsaken moment
When Your Father turned His face away
Love crucified, arose
The One who lived the died for me
Was Satan’s nail-pierced casualty
Now He’s breathing once again
Love crucified, arose
And the grave became a place of hope
For the heart that sin and sorrow broke
Is beating once again
Love crucified, arose
The Risen One in splendor
Jehovah soul defender
Has won the victory
Love crucified, arose
And the grave became a place of hope
for the heart that sin and sorrow broke
is beating once again
Love crucified, arose
The One who lived and died for me
Was Satan’s nail-pierced casualty
Now He’s breathing once again
I’m listening to a Village Church podcast from November…two weeks before Matt Chandler announced his tumor.
He mentions cancer several times throughout the sermon; the world thinks that if we disobey the law, God will send us cancer and he dispels that understanding.
He says that “in the forty years I’m going to have with you…” Did he somehow know?
Yesterday I read that Michael Spencer has cancer.
And another…I read this morning that Michele’s ovarian cancer is back.
A man in his 30’s and a man in his 50’s, a woman in her 40’s
Life comes with no guarantees. Find love, hold on tight.
This day I am thankful that my kids are both going to be under my roof this night.
I am thankful that I have known love in return for the love I have given, whether or not my offered love will be taken up again.
I am thankful that over the years I have discovered what I need to do in order to become as healthy as I can become.
I am thankful that I am able to see that I need to become the woman that I need to become.
I am thankful, on this Christmas Eve, that the Father sent His Son to die for the sins of the world, that He called me, that He is taking care of me.
That His plan for me includes that which is best, according to His plan.
I just subscribed to the weekly podcast – which are nearly 3 hours long.
Listening to one from August, which is on witnessing to atheists, with a few minutes on talking with Mormons.
As I listened to Issues Etc. on closed communion, I heard the message come through loud and clear…we must be in lockstep on the smallest of doctrines, or you are a false teacher.
The speaker also added that the reason for closed communion is that those who do not believe in the “real presence” of Christ in the elements are not able to “discern the body” – Lutherans defining “the body” as the presence of the body and blood of Christ in the communion elements, other Protestants defining “the body” as being able to discern whether or not the “self”/person partaking of the supper is a part of the body of Christ (the church).
I cannot see that. Scripture tells us to examine ourselves, it does not tell the church leadership to examine the flock.
The “selfish” reason I cannot see it is that I will not belong to a congregation that would deny my parents access to the meal that Christ gave us, because they are not in total agreement on doctrine.
I’m going to start my Christmas shopping
I’ve given a bunch of stuff already, and today I shop for the kids.
One of them knows she’s getting an iPod (and gift card) but Tom I’m keeping a secret.
He Had No Rights
He had no rights
No right to a soft bed, and a well-laid table.
No right to a home of His own, a place where His own pleasure might be sought.
No right to choose pleasant, congenial companions, those who could understand Him and sympathize with Him.
No right to shrink away from filth and sin, to pull His garments closer around Him and turn aside to walk in cleaner paths.
No right to be understood and appreciated; no, not by those upon whom He had poured out a double portion of His love.
No right even never to be forsaken by His Father, the One who meant more than all to Him.
His only right was silently to endure shame, spitting, blows; to take His place as a sinner at the dock; to bear my sins in anguish on the cross.
He had no rights. And I?
A right to the “comforts” of life? No, but a right to the love of God for my pillow.
A right to physical safety? No, but a right to the security of being in His will.
A right to love and sympathy from those around me? No, but a right to the friendship of the One who understands me better than I do myself.
A right to be a leader among men? No, but the right to be led by the One to whom I have given my all, led as is a little child, with its hand in the hand of its father.
A right to a home, and dear ones? No, not necessarily, but a right to dwell in the heart of God.
A right to myself? No, but oh, I have a right to Christ.
All that He takes I will give. All that He gives I will take.
He, my only right! He, the one right before which all other rights fade into nothingness.
I have full right to Him.
Oh, may He have full right to me!
Listening to the podcast.
An old podcast that features Dr. Duane Graveline (ex-astronaut) talking about the dangers of statin drugs. And my doctor wanted me on them.
They inhibit melonimic pathways (I need to check that spelling)
I’m taking supplements now that the statin drugs would have only blocked.
The side effects of statin drugs can include damage to your mDNA. Muscle wasting disease. Memory eradication. Transient global amnesia.
I wonder how many people who are diagnosed with Alzheimer’s are on statin drugs (and how much does that disease look like transient global amnesia?)
Scary, scary things.
Graveline’s website is spacedoc.