Flirting For Dummies

Flirting For Dummies

The newly appointed CEO of Lockheed Martin was able to accept her new position extra-quick because the former CEO apparently couldn’t keep his affairs in order. Literally. (Note: I’m sure that Mrs. Hewson is a better choice for CEO anyway, and Lockheed’s handling seems to be highly professional.) Colonel Petraeus has succeeded in dropping the level of conversation about his brilliant career to his sophomoric use of emails to carry on an illicit extra-marital affair. According to the journalist Frida Ghitis, Col. P fell prey to a form of temporary insanity caused by the interaction of arrogance and libido. (Which, by the way, the French see as no big deal.) And now the frosting on this week’s cake: The Wall Street journal yesterday dedicated two pages to...

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The Culture of Arguing

The Culture of Arguing

This week’s lesson in Jack’s Kids-N-Action church group is about arguing. Wednesday, the magnificent youth leader rallied hundreds of kids to holler in unison, “Y’ALL STOP ARGUING!” each time he shouted “what are we gonna do?!”  The crammed Castle Room at our church rattled with the chorus of shortpeople yelling, presumably, at their selves.  It was adorable and loud.  In the lesson, they were asked to color in a traffic stoplight and bring it home to prominently display in the place where the most arguing takes place. Kids shouted the answer to the question: “Kitchen!” “In the Car!” “THE BATHROOM!” Some of the parents standing around us joked about the places in their home where Mom & Dad need this reminder even more than the...

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Damage is a Direction

Damage is a Direction

Today as I read Dr. Jim Samra’s book, God Told Me I see the direct application of living to listen. I hear a voice that sounds like God on my heart – even today.  First, here’s the excerpt: Love is a tricky concept, easily perverted, so God anchors the definition of love in the cross of Christ.  With the crucifixion of Jesus, God demonstrated what true love looks like. It is not all about warm, fuzzy feelings, but concrete, sacrificial service done in humility, even for one’s enemy.    An example of this kind of cross-shaped love comes from John 3.  John the Baptist’s popularity was waning, while Jesus’s was rising.  John’s disciples inform him of this, expecting that John would do something to reverse this trend.  Instead John says to his...

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Vintage Reels, Clumsy Truth, Freedom

Vintage Reels, Clumsy Truth, Freedom

A new day. After several weeks of spinning activity, crazy fun and heartbreaking change, Jack and I are on our own with no activity. Perfect. Strategic Idea: a week of healthy consumption and no screens. Adventure. First: we dive into my office downstairs to explore some family history.  I teach Jack to thread a 50 year old 16mm projector. (He thinks he already knows.)  There’s nothing quite as nostalgic for me as the clicking of film through those gears. Yes, that’s me when I was your age. No that’s not Nana, Grandpa was filming the pretty girl dancing next to Nana. Jack tries to put the people in their proper locations on the family org chart.  Ours is particularly challenging. We pull out the 20 year old Sony camcorder and watch tapes of...

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Marriage In The Trash Compactor

Marriage In The Trash Compactor

Submit. This word has been in our atmosphere a lot lately. Godly submission, idea submission, submitting to our spouse, our situation, our better self. Every day – indeed every hour – we have the choice to submit. As we navigate our busy days, we don’t stop to ponder this choice, but we are making it with each step, each reaction, every word from our lips. So when the walls of the trash compactor start to motor toward the center, and the muck in which we’re standing suddenly appears to be inhabited by an unidentifiable, giant man-eating serpent-thing, our choices often become instinctive. Our instincts are likely trained based on our typical behavior, with or without our deliberate intention to train. My husband refers to the kids’ daily habits during...

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