Monthly Archives: January 2012

The White Lie Cake — God is Good!

Have you ever told a white lie? You are going to love this, especially all of the ladies who bake for church events:  Alice Grayson was to bake a cake for the Baptist Church Ladies’ Group in Tuscaloosa , but forgot to do it until the last minute. She remembered it the morning of the bake sale and after rummaging through cabinets, found an angel food cake mix & quickly made it while drying her hair, dressing, and helping her son pack for scout camp.  When she took the cake from the oven, the center had dropped flat and the cake was horribly  disfigured and she exclaimed, “Oh dear, there is not time to bake another cake!”

This cake was important to Alice because she did so want to fit in at her new church.  Being inventive, she looked around the house for something to build up the center of the cake. She plunked in a roll of toilet paper and covered it with icing. Not only did the finished product look beautiful, it looked perfect. And, before she left the house to drop the cake by the church and head for work, Alice woke her daughter and gave her some money and specific instructions to be at the bake sale the moment it opened at 9:30 and to buy the cake and bring it home. Continue reading

Struggle is good! Why the Butterfly has to break thru the cocoon on its own

Waiting to break free - aren't we all?

A man found a cocoon of a butterfly. One day a small opening appeared. He sat and watched the butterfly for several hours as it struggled to force its body through that little hole. Then it seemed to stop making any progress. It appeared as if it had gotten as far as it could, and it could go no further.  So the man decided to help the butterfly. He took a pair of scissors and snipped off the remaining bit of the cocoon. The butterfly then emerged easily. But it had a swollen body and small, shriveled wings.  The man continued to watch the butterfly because he expected that, at any moment, the wings would enlarge and expand to be able to support the body, which would contract in time.  Neither happened.  In fact, the butterfly spent the rest of its life crawling around with a swollen body and shriveled wings. It never was able to fly.  What the man, in his kindness and haste did not understand, was that the restricting cocoon and the struggle required to get through the tiny opening were nature’s way of forcing fluid from the body of the butterfly into its wings. It would then be ready for flight once it achieved its freedom from the cocoon.   Continue reading

Friday the 13th and a Recession-Proof Life

Just another lucky day

Friday the 13th has always been a lucky day for me. Maybe that’s because as a teenager I went through that rebellion stage where I wanted to think and do the opposite of everything I was told.  That included making Friday the 13th be a lucky day for me.  I see now that by me doing that, I was each Friday the 13th constantly looking for the positive aspects of the day.  I was anticipating days before wondering what kind of good things would come my way.  So was it really my lucky day, or did it just become my lucky day due to my belief that it was and my expectation that it would continue?  Either way, I won. Continue reading

If only the innocent will survive the pending Armageddon, why not just clean up my act?

For my buddies who spend their time on Facebook posting scary warnings about ET’s and impending doom, economic collapse, new world order and takeover by the “bad” aliens:  Cut out the stoopid sh*t and get your act together before you call that all down upon yourself. You’re already  unhappy with your life.  If only the innocent will survive the pending Armageddon, why not just clean up your act and then begin focusing on what you want and what you’d like?

The Universe likes leaving me alone with no outside counsel

I find it amusing that I am in a situation that I really can’t talk to anyone about, and the only persons I could talk to it about on all the levels it needs to be addressed and understood, are unavailable and will be for the duration of the dilemma.  LOL At least I recognize the Universe at play, keeping outside counsel at bay.

God alone suffices — St. Teresa of Ávila

Let nothing disturb thee; Let nothing dismay thee: All thing pass; God never changes. Patience attains All that it strives for. He who has God Finds he lacks nothing: God alone suffices.  St. Teresa of Ávila

Why I don’t mind when my man writes love songs about other women

A male friend and a fellow musician were playing music one day and I stayed in the room to listen.   After a favorite tune, he joked, “How does it make you feel when I sing love songs about other women?”  I smiled and said, “She was our angel since she brought us together. That can’t bother me.  Plus, if we’re really All One, what does it matter who is who?”

Waiting to hear is the hard part. Then it just is what it is.

I got some news last night that, even though I’d been prepared for it, made my body go violently ill for hours.  I knew it was a stress reaction, although it felt like a combination migraine and hot flash and stomach flu and seizure.  Even in the midst of it, I knew it was a stress reaction.  It’s been years since I’ve had that much stress then had it released.   My lifestyle the past 20 years is fairly chill and stress free. I find most stress comes, not from traumatic events, but from waiting to hear an outcome, waiting for a final decision.   Continue reading