monday night miscellany

Another collection of randomness:

~ I love me some Dennis Prager. And he’s spot on:

…when Benjamin Netanyahu speaks to the United Nations about the threat Iran poses to his country’s survival and about the metastasizing cancer of Islamist violence, he, unfortunately, stands alone.

Virtually everyone listening knows he is telling the truth. And most dislike him for it. Appeasers hate those who confront evil.

~ Sitting is deadly. I was far more active as a stay-at-home-mom/homeschooler. Now that I’m at a desk all day, I’m grateful that my workplace encourages me to move. I have an exercise ball/chair, and we’re involved in an 8-week step challenge that keeps me focused on moving.

~ Confessions of a Kindle Convert. If you know me at all, you know I love books. But I’ll be honest: I need to get rid of many of them. We’re in the thick of moving, and packing and hauling books is no fun at all. I actually uttered these words to Paul yesterday: “I need to get rid of some books.” **shudder**

~ Starve your idols to death.

~ 5 small Georgia towns with great shopping.

~ the audacity:

Forty years of provision, forty years of tangible, edible grace, and what do they have to say to God in response? This: “We loathe this worthless food.”

We loathe this worthless food!

The audacity! The. Audacity. At least when I think these things, I’m savvy enough to couch these emotions in more subtle disgruntlement. “I’m just tired,” “I’m weary,” “It just seems like the onslaught never stops.”

~ Don’t follow your heart:

The truth is, no one lies to us more than our own hearts. No one. If our hearts are compasses, they are Jack Sparrow compasses. They don’t tell us the truth, they just tell us what we want. If our hearts are guides, they are Gothels. They are not benevolent, they are pathologically selfish. In fact, if we do what our hearts tell us to do we will pervert and impoverish every desire, every beauty, every person, every wonder, and every joy. Our hearts want to consume these things for our own self-glory and self-indulgence.

No, our hearts will not save us. We need to be saved from our hearts.

~ Very helpful, practical info: What to do when your flight is cancelled. We had a cancelled flight last month when fog blanketed Phoenix. I knew our flight was cancelled as soon as we landed in dense fog and I checked my email. I immediately called our airline to get in line for re-booking instead of standing in that long, awful line. Aside from having to wait  a few hours for our luggage to be delivered, all was well.

Well, that gets me a little bit caught up on posting things that have been bookmark-worthy. As I mentioned, we’re in the middle of moving, and I’m just flat out tired and overwhelmed.

May you be less tired and sore than I this Monday evening!

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new year’s eve

I’m not sure how it’s possible for 2014 to be drawing to a close already, but I suppose my amazement at how quickly time is passing is a sure sign that I’m getting older. It seems like just a couple of months ago, I reviewed 2013 and wondered what 2014 would have in store.

Truly, with the exception of 2012 and its sorrowful surprises, 2014 has shocked the heck out of me more than any other. This time last year, I would never have predicted that I’d be ending 2014 with a wonderful husband. Our family has grown this year as we added a daughter-in-law, but as 2014 began, that was already on the calendar. A new husband and two stepsons were nowhere on my radar.

Apparently, not all surprises are bad ones!

I end 2014 and begin 2015 full of gratitude.

God has surely lavished grace and mercy on me as he brought me a godly, wonderful, patient, kind, tender, and strong husband when I wasn’t even looking. And even though my first marriage ended painfully, God graciously preserved my esteem of the gift of marriage and He is using it as a means of my sanctification. In just a few short months, He has taught me much about selflessness as Paul and I adjust to life together. Marriage is a gift, and marriage to Paul is a particularly precious gift.

As I read my thoughts on 2013 and goals for 2014, I see that I did succeed at slowing down my book-buying habit, but I also read far fewer pages in 2014 — mostly because a new hobby nudged the books out of the way. As you regular readers know, knitting is my new obsession, and I look forward to improving in 2015. But I’m also going to work to get back to the books and return to the 3650 Bible-reading plan. My second 365 photo project has come to an end, and although I won’t do a photo a day in 2015, I have some plans for photography that I’ll share soon. Perhaps I’ll get back into a more regular blogging rhythm, too.

So farewell, 2014. And welcome, 2015.

Happy New Year’s, y’all!

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saturday

Saturdays are my favorite, and a four-day weekend makes it even better. Lots of good stuff going on: a slow start to the day, hanging out with my husband, son, and daughter-in-law, lunch at Grassroots, a trip to Walmart (usually *not* a good thing, but this time no waiting in line!), cooking, decorating for Christmas, briefly helping Paul with a car repair, helping my mom with knitting, a family dinner on Christmas china, and then football (a good game with a disappointing score.)

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I hope your Saturday was a good one!
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