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Wednesday, August 13, 2008

"Better to remain silent and be thought a fool than to speak out and remove all doubt."

Lately I've been learning more and more about how important it is to shut up and LISTEN to people.  I remember dealing with this my freshman year of college.  A friend of mine told LOTS of stories about his hometown and his old job and his marching band... and eventually, everyone just quit listening to him altogether.  NOBODY wants to hear all of my old stories.  That's an important thing to remember.  And people like me (and you) a LOT better when I don't talk much at all - when I really LISTEN to what a person to say, and then carry on the conversation about THEM and THEIR experiences instead of changing the subject to talk about ME.  What I want people to know about me will come out in its own time - I don't have to offer up my life story to every person I meet.  The people who are important will want to find out my life story.  They will love me enough to ask about me, and I should love them enough to find out about them.

The moral of the story is:
SHUT UP AND LISTEN.

(I hope you were listening.)



Saturday, August 09, 2008

WHY????????????

Why do we press harder on a remote control when we know the batteries are getting weak?

Why do banks charge a fee on 'insufficient funds' when they know there is not enough?

Why does someone believe you when you say there are four billion stars, but check when you say the paint is wet?


Why do they use sterilized needles for death by lethal injection? < FONT face="Kristen ITC" color=olive size=5>

Why doesn't Tarzan have a beard?

Why does Superman stop bullets with his chest, but ducks when you throw a revolver at him?

Why do Kamikaze pilots wear helmets?

Whose idea was it to put an 'S' in the word 'lisp'?

If people evolved from apes, why are there still apes?

Why is it that no matter what color bubble bath you use the bubbles are always white?

Is there ever a day that mattresses are not on sale?

Why do people constantly return to the refrigerator with hopes that something new to eat will have materialized?

Why do people keep running over a string a dozen times with their vacuum cleaner, then reach down, pick it up, examine it, then put it down to give the vacuum one more chance?

Why is it that no plastic bag will open from the end on your first try?

How do those dead bugs get into those enclosed light fixtures?

When we are in the supermarket and someone rams our ankle with a shopping cart then apologizes for doing so, why do we say, 'It's all right?' Well, it isn't all right, so why don't we say, 'That hurt, you stupid idiot?'

Why is it that whenever you attempt to catch something that's falling off the table you always manage to knock something else over?

In winter why do we try to keep the house as warm as it was in summer when we complained about the heat?

How come you never hear father-in-law jokes?

And my FAVORITE......

The statistics on sanity are that one out of every four persons is suffering from some sort of mental illness. Think of your three best friends -- if they're okay, then it's you.


11 Reasons We Love Kids...

1) NUDITY
 I was driving with my three young children one warm summer evening when a woman in the convertible ahead of us stood up and waved. She was stark naked! As I was reeling from the shock, I heard my 5-year-old shout from the back seat, 'Mom, that lady isn't wearing a seat belt!'

 2) OPINIONS
 On the first day of school, a first-grader handed his teacher a note from his  mother.  The note read, 'The opinions expressed by this child are not necessarily those of his parents.'
 
 3) KETCHUP
 A woman was trying hard to get the ketchup out of the jar. During her struggle the phone rang so she asked her 4-year-old daughter to answer the phone. 'Mommy can't come to the phone to talk to you right now.  She's hitting the bottle.'
 
 4) MORE NUDITY
 A little boy got lost at the YMCA and found himself in the women's locker room. When he was spotted , the room burst into shrieks, with ladies grabbing towels and running for cover. The little boy watched in amazement and then asked, 'What's the matter, haven't you ever seen a little boy before?'
 
 5) POLICE # 1
 While taking a routine vandalism report at an elementary school, I was interrupted by a little girl about 6 years old. Looking up and down at my uniform, she asked, 'Are you a cop? Yes, I answered and continued writing the report. My mother said if I ever needed help I should ask the police. Is that right?' 'Yes, that's right,' I told her. 'Well, then,' she said as she extended her foot toward me, 'would you please tie my shoe?'
 
 6) POLICE # 2
 It was the end of the day whe n I parked my police van in front of the station. As I gathered my equipment, my K-9 partner, Jake, was barking, and I saw a little boy staring in at me. 'Is that a dog you got back there?' he asked. 'It sure is,' I replied. Puzzled, the boy looked at me and then towards the back of the van. Finally he said, 'What'd he do?'
 
 7) ELDERLY
 While working for an organization that delivers lunches to elderly shut-ins, I used to take my 4-year-old daughter on my afternoon rounds. She was unfailingly intrigued by t he various appliances of old age, particularly the canes, walkers and wheelchairs. One day I found her staring at a pair of false teeth soaking in a glass. As I braced myself for the inevitable barrage of questions, she merely turned and whispered, 'The tooth fairy will never believe this!'
 
 8) DRESS-UP
 A little girl was watching her parents dress for a party. When she saw her dad donning his tuxedo, s he warned, 'Daddy, you shouldn't wear that suit.' 'And why not, darling?' 'You know that it always gives you a headache the next morning.'
 
 9) DEATH
 While walking along the sidewalk in front of his church, our minister heard the intoning of a prayer that nearly made his collar wilt. Apparently, his 5-year-old son and his playmates had found a dead robin. Feeling that proper burial should be performed, they had secured a small box and cotton batting, then dug a hole and made ready for the disposal of the deceased.
 The minister's son was chosen to say the appropriate prayers and with sonorous dignity intoned his version of what he thought his father always said: 'Glory be unto the Faaather, and unto the Sonnn, and into the hole he goooes.' (I want this line used at my funeral!)

 10) SCHOOL
 A little girl had just finished her first week of school. 'I'm just wasting my time,' she said to her mother. 'I can't read, I can't write, and they won't let me talk!'
 
 11) BIBLE
 A little boy opened the big family Bible. He was fascinated as he fingered through the old pages. Suddenly, something fell out of the Bible. He picked up the object and looked at it. What he saw was an old leaf that had been pressed in between the pages. 'Mama, look what I found,' the boy called out. 'What have you got there, dear?'  With astonishment in the young boy's voice, he answered, 'I think it's Adam's underwear!'


Thanks, Faith Gilmore.

I needed this song tonight.



Night Will Fall

Night will fall
Even when you don’t want it
When you least expect it
Is when the sun goes down
But still his hand is at your back
The moment you call him
He is there
His ear is never far to find you
His hand is never short to save you

Love, has come
To mend and heal the brokenness you are
Love, will say
Not everyday will be just like today
Just hold on
The war will be behind you
Just hold on
My friend
Just hold on

Curtains close
When you had just run up to meet them
In your shining hour
Something stole your song
But still He’s closer than your breath
To hold you in your unhappiness
His ear is never far to find you
His hand is never short to save you

Love, has come
To mend and heal the brokenness you are
Love, will say
Not everyday will be just like today
Just hold on
The war will be behind you
Just hold on
My friend
Just hold on


Wednesday, July 16, 2008

For Kelli

Okay, so.  Even though I've felt excessively unimaginative lately, I am writing a post specifically for my dear friend Kelli, who is in Oregon right now.  Probably in much better weather than we're having down here.

What to write about....
Well, I've watched Sydney White twice in the past 24 hours.  First I watched it with my sister, who loved it, and then with my Mom, who also loved it, and proceeded to watch ALL of the special features, even though we have to leave here by 7:15 in the morning to be back at Music Camp.

Ah, Music Camp.  It's going well.  Although it's similar to VBS, it's also very different.  For one, the kids are there from 8 til 3:30 instead of 8 to 12.  Which doesn't sound like THAT long, but it CAN be.  I'm teaching the handbells class.  I've never played the handbells before, but I'm learning fast!  They're not the kind you pick up and ring, they're the kind that sit on the table, and you push down the "stem," and the bell rings.  They look like this:



I'm not only teaching handbells, though.  I'm also a puppeteer in the musical, "Nic at Night."  My puppet's name is Sara (and I didn't name her).  I'll post a photo of me and Sara as soon as I can.  She's cute!

Let's see... Dad has been in Wapello, Iowa since last Thursday, being a chaplain/counselor for the flood victims and relief workers there.  It's a really cool thing he's doing, but I miss him being home!  He's supposed to be home on Friday, just in time for the Music Camp musical.

Last weekend my Mom, sister, and I went to Natchitoches and painted my room.  It's the same lime green ("plantain," technically.) that it was in D'nissa's house.  Sara met me in Natchitoches, and we painted our kitchen chili pepper red.  Lilly's room is already blue, and Sara's thinking about painting her room a pale purple color.  Oh, and we bought paint to paint the living room yellow!  So I'm voting that the bathroom be orange, just so we can have the whole rainbow in the house.  It's going to be fantastic!  I'm really excited about living with Sara and Lilly.  Sadly, though, Sara and I could potentially be there for 2 more years, and Lill only has 1 year left.  So if you'll be looking for a roomie in a year, keep us in mind!!

On top of this stuff, I'm getting ready for VBS at my church next week.  I'm teaching a youth class.  And the week after that is going to be camp at Dry Creek!  I've got a lot going on, but I wouldn't have it any other way!

Anywho, I need to go to SLEEP, because it's late and I have to be at Music Camp bright and early...

LoveLOVE,
Sarah



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