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Am Dienstag 03 April 2012, um 18:05:33 schrieb Matthew Barnes: > On Tue, 2012-04-03 at 17:29 +0200, Christian Hilberg wrote: > > Seems to me that opening a connection in order to find out whether I could > > open a connection is more than evo-kolab would need. Unless the "service-available" > > check would be really cheap, it seems to me that "host-reachable" would > > suffice. Once I actually try to connect and fail, I know that I cannot > > connect. Nothing lost. ;-) (What's more, if "service-available" was TRUE half > > an hour ago, when the check was made, that does not automatically mean that > > it is still TRUE when I want to actually *use* the connection half an hour > > later - so, not sure whether a "service-available" check would help much). > > Perhaps then simply rename the "online" property to "host-reachable" to > clarify it's meaning as a first step? "Online" seems like too nebulous > a term in this context anyway. That may be worth it, especially since it is GNetworkMonitor setting this flag and it is networking-related. > Beyond that you can probably tell I'm flailing around for a coherent > story. What I had in mind for "service-available" was a way to notify > the client app to just disable certain actions for that account to avoid > repeated "Service Unavailable" error messages. Sure, if my backend already knows that the service in question is not reachable, then no need to try to connect - it could act as if in "offline" state and just store the PIM object in the local offline cache. That's all. > But then two questions spring to mind: > > 1) If a backend can queue up changes offline to be synchronized with > a remote server later when it's available again, does that imply its > "service-available" flag should remain TRUE always? Not necessarily - the only bit the backend needs to know is whether it is *supposed* to queue up changes and not try to spool them up onto the server (this exactly comprises an "offline" mode, though networking may still be available). If "network-available" is FALSE, this implies "service-available" to be FALSE - unless, of course, the service is local, but I do not think you will run a groupware server on your local client machine with networking down... If "network-available" changes from FALSE to TRUE, then I think "service-available" needs to be re-checked and the flag set accordingly. > 2) If a backend CANNOT queue up changes offline, how then should it > determine when the remote server becomes available again? Poll? > Allow the user to say "try again"? > > I think I'm lacking insight here, so advice is appreciated. How about the "service-available" to be set much like the to-be "network-available", through GNetworkMonitor, as an EBackend property, which, when changed, emits a signal? Just rough thinking, nothing elaborate as yet - I'll be meditating this. :) Kind regards, Christian -- kernel concepts GmbH Tel: +49-271-771091-14 Sieghuetter Hauptweg 48 D-57072 Siegen http://www.kernelconcepts.de/
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by Beverly Adam (author of Two Lovers: the love story of Carole Lombard and Russ Columbo)
"Carole Lombard and Russ Columbo were the gayest of gay and continued to dance the rumba long after everyone had gone home…" Silver Screen Magazine reported on the charming couple's partying in 1934.
Looking back at their romance, I can write they were truly two people who were destined to meet and fall in love. And oh how they enjoyed each other's company and that of others!
Russ had once hosted at the height of his radio and theater career in the early 1930's a party at the famed Waldorf Astoria Hotel in New York city, hosting over 200 reporters to celebrate his success at the local Paramount Brooklyn Theater. His musical variety shows were sold-out, five shows a day. He set a record that would not be broken for a quarter of a century at the theater.
The gifted singer and songwriter Russ Columbo grew-up in show business, and performed as a child as a violin prodigy. He was born into a large Italian American family on January 14, 1908, in Camden, New Jersey and had taken the radio airwaves by storm as "The Valentino of The Radio," making all the young girls' hearts flutter with his velvety voice and handsome profile.
And then one fateful night at the Cocoanut Grove his eyes met Carole's, and they started an unforgettable romance. She told reporters, "His love for me was the kind that seldom comes to any woman." In another interview she said, "I have married, divorced, and loved again." This was in 1934. She showed her love both in action and words, and sometimes by the gifts she gave Russ, which were noted in newspapers and by the inventory of his estate.
What kind of gifts would you give a male Hollywood star on his birthday? We know that Carole Lombard gave Russ an Alaskan malamute puppy.
And Carole, according to the accounting of Russ's estate, gave him a silver platinum cigarette case with his initials set in small diamonds. It may have looked something like this (see below).
Listed among the other items Carole was known to gift Russ was a gold plated Cartier watch inscribed from her to him. Carole also gave him a ring with an inset solitaire diamond.
Happy Birthday Russ!
Love, your Angel,
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Is Hawaii Five-0 new tonight? When will season 8 start filming?
Is Hawaii Five-0 new tonight on CBS? Given the billion or so different things that happened on this past episode, it's fair to want more.
Unfortunately, the news on the subject of this question is of the not-so-good variety, as there is no new installment coming on the air. Last week's episode was the finale, and it's tough to complain about there not being any more of the show given that CBS did give you a whopping 25 episodes over the course of the season. This ties the show with Scorpion as the show with the most episodes of the 2016-17 season, at least in terms of scripted primetime series.
As for when the show will be back on the air with further episodes, that is a subject that you can read a little bit more about just by heading over here. signs do point towards September, and earlier this week, it was confirmed that (as expected) Hawaii Five-0 season 8 will continue at the same timeslot Friday nights at 9:00 p.m. Eastern time. This makes the most sense, given that this show actually held the entirety of its 18-49 rating in this spot versus where it stood the year before. In this modern age of ratings, that is a stunning development worthy of some celebration.
So when will the show cross a big milestone and begin filming? The simple answer to that, for now is July. Typically the show kicks off with a traditional Hawaiian ceremony to kick off filming the right way, and the cast has an opportunity to then settle in to some of the routine of working on producing so many episodes. Even though season 7 ended with a wide array of different cliffhangers suggesting that many different characters could be facing new career opportunities, the are no reports out there suggesting that anyone is leaving. This is something worth monitoring over the remainder of the summer. (There will probably be more rumors out there about Alex O'Loughlin's future ever until an announcement is out there one way or another on the subject officially.)
What do you want to see when Hawaii Five-0 does start to resume filming? Be sure to share some of your thoughts with a comment below!
Meanwhile, head over to this link in the event you do want to secure some further news right now when it comes to the show. (Photo: CBS.)
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Welcome to 2010! Happy New Year! (Yeah, I know it's already February, but at least our first post of the year is in time for the Chinese New Year, right?) Things have been busy in Red Bat World. Photos have been processed, couples have been bonded in matrimony, various events have been thoroughly documented, terrifyingly large prints have been made for a bridal expo. Vast quantities of fun and work have occurred in approximately equal amounts.
Let's go back to 2009, to the day that Jill and Chase got married. Some of you already know about this: Jill and Chase wanted a wedding with no guests, and they wanted it to be in Santa Cruz. That's right, no guests at all! Just the officiant, the photographers, and the stylist. Before the wedding day, they drove from their home near Los Angeles several times to pick the perfect location, line up all the details, and of course, have a Red Bat engagement session. To read about (and see photos of) their engagement session, click here.
We knew that photographing a wedding with no guests would be an unusual experience. No crowd to infiltrate, no list of people to follow and try to capture without being obnoxious. What would this day be like, we wondered? What would our future be… No, wait, those are lyrics from The Sound of Music. Oops! (That happens to me sometimes.) Back to the subject at hand.
Of course it wasn't really true that there were no guests, because WE were the guests, along with the highly talented stylist, Jill G. By this point in our relationship with Jill and Chase, we considered them to be good friends, so it felt quite natural to attend their wedding. In fact, the whole idea seemed totally normal by the time the day arrived, just part of the love story that is Jill and Chase together. It was a little bit like a wedding-themed photoshoot, but it was as serious as any other wedding. It was a day of solemn ceremonies, but it was also casual and full of jokes.
And because there were no guests, we were able to focus completely on the bride and groom and hundreds of details we wouldn't have time to capture at a regular wedding.
This post has some of our favorite getting ready shots. For Chase, getting ready meant arriving at the venue before Jill and putting together a canopy he'd made especially for their ceremony. Chase is quite handy with a blowtorch. For Jill, getting ready meant achieving total perfection in hair and makeup, and boy was it worth it: there was absolutely no retouching required on her photos. Patrick followed Chase and watched him construct the canopy, while I hung around the two Jills (Jill the bride and Jill G. the stylist) and captured the process of making the bride even more beautiful than she usually is.
In case you're wondering, Jill's getting-ready, as well as the reception, happened at the Scotts Valley Hilton. The wedding itself took place at Pacific Oaks Vineyard Estate.
There are a lot of photos in this post, but if all has gone as I planned, they've all finished loading now that you've reached the end of the words. Enjoy, and make sure you look for photos of the Jill and Chase ceremony and reception in posts to come…


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Recently, Asus rolled out Android 7.0 Nougat OTA update (v14.2015.1701.8) for its Zenfone 3 variants (Zenfone 3 ZE520KL and Zenfone 3 ZE552KL) with new features, VoLTE support, new ZenUI, performance enhancements and general bug fixes. If you have problem installing the OTA update (like network issues), you can download and install the update manually. Check out the below guide to know how to update Zenfone 3 ZE520KL and Zenfone 3 ZE552KL to Android 7.0 Nougat with official firmware.
In this guide, we let you know how to update Asus ZenFone 3 to Android 7.0 Nougat manually. The Nougat update comes with build number 14.2015.1701.8 and after updating Zenfone 3 (ZE520KL/ZE552KL) to the latest build, users can experience improved touch performance, new features, FET VoLTE and VoWiFi support and more.
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Usually, those criminals behind the majority of email scams will blindly send out emails to everyone on their mailing list.
If they ever target specific groups of people then it is obviously in their best interests to go for those they expect to have the most money.
However, with the hotel work scam they generally reverse this and try to target those who are less well off, i.e. those who are desperate for work.
Targeting regions such as Africa and Asia, the hotel work scam begins with an email from someone who 'works in a hotel' or 'represents one'.
They will tell their victim that the hotel is currently hiring staff and even conduct an online interview.
One way to tell that this is a scam is from the fact that the 'interview' questions are so easy to understand… after all, the scammer definitely wants everyone to be offered the 'job'!
On completion of this interview the (lucky?) candidate will be referred to an immigration officer who will be able to prepare and formalise all the paperwork required to enter the country, typically Canada, in order to commence the new job.
This immigration officer will require all the victim's personal data, including name, age, date of birth and social security number.
They may even attempt to phish their bank details from them too.
What's more, they will then try to extract money up front to pay for the legal expenses, visas and anything else they think they can charge for.
In reality, the job never existed – this is just a scam to gain a quick buck and personal data that could be used for identity theft.
Typically, the scammer is based in Nigeria or some other scamming haven and is nowhere near Canada or wherever the job has been advertised.


text: For a month now, I've been trying to figure out why Matt had to go and do something stupid when things seemed to be looking up for him? Well he and I have been writing (snail mail...so retro) and it came out that he was doing drugs. While it makes sense now, I am really having a hard time wrapping my brain around him using. He took Tink away from me shortly after I left him (6 years ago, Tink had just turned 2) because I was smoking pot, and kept her till I got clean. He's never used a drug the entire time we were together and in fact has been very anti-drug. He says he was using coke. I just can't see it in my head. I know it sounds dumb but every time I think about it I am floored. Tink is so pragmatic about him being in jail. She definitely has his tenacity. But last night she had a little breadkdown. She climbed onto my lad and asked me to hold her like a baby. I did, and rocked her and kissed her forehead. She said "this feels nice, but I just wish you were my daddy". I don't know. I'm not looking for responses or advice, I'm just so flabberghasted.


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12:39 p.m. | Updated The most important man in music at the moment is not a hit-spotting executive in New York or London, but, rather, a diminutive Spanish bureaucrat whose decisions about the breakup of EMI will largely determine the shape of the industry for years to come.
Joaquín Almunia, the European Commission's vice president for competition, has been the driving figure in the negotiations in Brussels over the future of EMI. In June, the commission approved a $2.2 billion sale of EMI's music publishing business to a group led by Sony, with a relatively small number of concessions.
On Friday, the commission signed off on the Universal Music Group's $1.9 billion bid for EMI's record labels, but only after months of talks and an extensive divestment package that requires selling off the rights to some of EMI's most prominent labels and artists. (Also on Friday, the Federal Trade Commission in the United States also gave its approval, with no additional concessions.)
On Thursday, while in New York for a conference at Fordham Law School, Mr. Almunia spoke with The Times about his efforts to preserve competition and cultural diversity in the music business.
Even with these disposals, Universal will be by far largest record company in the world. How can you preserve competition with one party so large as a result?
It's true that the position of Universal before the merger was quite strong, and that this merger, without remedies, would have created an unacceptable market position. Having considered the situation, we are ready to clear the decision with remedies. Those remedies will in our view avoid the materialization of the serious risks we observed in our statement of objections.
Broadly speaking, our remedies represent two-thirds of EMI's revenue in European Economic Area. In our analysis, this will not change substantially the competition environment in each national market. And at the European level, this huge package of remedies includes something like 90 percent of the Anglo repertoire of EMI.
The way we have asked Universal to draft the remedies package, we have obtained additional guarantees of noncompetitive risks. One is that rights that will be sold are worldwide, because in the negotiations with the big platforms in the digital music market the conditions are established worldwide, not only for E.E.A. [European Economic Area] users. The second thing — without being precise, because this question is subject to confidentiality protection — is that we will try to establish good conditions for the independents, and, if possible, to have no barriers for the creation of another operator in the market.
Early on, you rejected most of Universal's arguments in justification of the merger, like the idea that their market power is limited by piracy or by digital music services. What arguments did that leave in support of it?
The initial arguments that I received from Universal were not very convincing. All these arguments about piracy, and "We need to build a European champion … ." We are talking about the digital music market, which is mainly global. Don't create barriers where barriers cannot exist anymore.
On other hand, in the analysis of the E.E.A. market and of the markets in each country, will the competitive conditions change substantially because of the merger, after taking into account remedies, yes or no? This is what we looked at. The situation is not the same in the different markets throughout the world. Here in the U.S., the market power of Universal is not as big as it is in Europe.
It's very big, though.
Yes, but not as big as in Europe. And here there is no question of cultural diversity. This is important in Europe, because we deal not only with Anglo repertoire, but Spanish, French, German, Swedish — every country has its own culture, even if the Anglo repertoire is extremely important.
A number of people, including independent groups like Impala, were asking for this to be blocked outright. Was that a possibility?
We met with Impala several times. Yes, they would have liked a negative decision. But other independents understand that they can take advantage of the new conditions of the market, provided that size of the remedies package is substantial — as will be the case — and that some other additional conditions will keep barriers to entry as low as possible.
The situation of this market has changed very quickly in the last years. In some aspects the changes have created better conditions for the indies to survive, but in other ways they have not. So let's see if we cannot create additional difficulties with our decision, but try to improve as much as possible the conditions under which the digital music market can become an opportunity for new composers and new singers to flourish, and for the new big successes of indies promoting and selling new music.


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My 365 notes on Just Living
One day at the time toward peaceful and happy living
"Magical thinking", undiscovered science or deeper order…
....all of us at one time or another, have experienced moments of pure coincidence in life. We were surprised or even astonished by sudden turn of event, caused by actions without clear cause and effect principle. It seemed as invisible glue linked them together, resulting in something connected to our life in meaningful way. The term for it is synchronicity and it was first described by Carl Jung .
All I know is that, quite few times in my life, in the back of my mind I could "hear music playing" the famous theme from "Twilight Zone" …eerie.. Could it be just highly improbable coincidence or our mind "playing the game" with us, carefully filtering information we perceive, letting us notice only what is needed to "prove " the thesis ( buried somewhere deep in subconscious)..? Maybe it's Life itself, seen as a puzzle with all pieces fitting together perfectly, "Big Picture" idea …where our destiny is being written according to the Master Plan…. Reaching to science fiction for an explanation, we may be the one"choosing" .... in every millisecond, the reality we are living in. Based on our thoughts, expectations, needs, wants…we decide on one of the parallel Universes …"traveling sidewise"….
Carl Jung believed, after discussion with Albert Einstein, they were parallels between synchronicity and aspects of relativity theory and quantum mechanics .He also believed that life was not the series of random events but an expression of deeper order.
For right now in my life I will patiently resume the position of living through experiences, not being able to reach an answer to all of these questions. I will still marvel and reflect about certain events in my life but will accept no explanation at this time…They were many, different "stories"…but I've chosen this one….
The ones, which I keep alive in my memories are concerned with my kids and their well being…Just as every mother keeps thinking what if….
The "strange" one, "coincidence "happened when my son was only about a year old. He loved to sit in the bathtub; playing with toys after all business of daily washing was done and over… I always sat next to the bathtub, watching him play …never living even for a moment.
But this particular day …I was extremely cautious.
I was watching him not in usual "relax" manner but more alert with my body tilted toward him and arms hovering over the water. I was still shaken a bit from the dream I had last night. First time ever, since my grandma died …dreamed about her. When she was alive ...she used to made fun of me ( knowing how scared I was of ghosts) ,teasing and telling, that she will "haunt" me after she passes away…if I don't behave… I was very mischievous child..simply "Dennis the Menace"….but both of my grandmothers were like the mothers to me, raised me and made me feel loved, special and unique.
I never had a dream about her until that day…and so far never after (over 20 years ago). I dreamed, I was in my mom's house and walked into the bathroom …just to see my grandma, fully clothed in the bathtub….I was not scared at all in the dream...so happy to see her, missed her so much…she looked beautiful and alive…her eyes wide open (she had blue eyes).But, as I was feeling happy, at that instant of the second I've noticed she was lying under the water..her eyes open staring into the space….there was something so scary in this picture, I woke up immediately, shaking to the core and not able to go back to sleep. So, next day…with Konrad ( my son) …I have been extra cautious for "some" reason …and he… did something, he never did before or after …suddenly in the split of the second he pulled himself up and dived into the soapy bathtub water, head first, "gulping" it….If I wouldn't be there with my hands , practically in the water, next to him…even few seconds would make big difference…water was slippery…couldn't get a hold of him with first try….He was ok…coughed up some water and gave a big cry…. What if….I wouldn't have that dream…I prefer to see the Big Picture and to thank God…….
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"People where you live," the little prince said, "grow five thousand roses in one garden... yet they don't find what they're looking for..."
"They don't find it," I answered.
"And yet what they're looking for could be found in a single rose, or a little water..."
"Of course," I answered.
And the little prince added, "But eyes are blind. You have to look with the heart."
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The healing good
of families is not to pile up love
under thick blankets for ourselves alone,
but to help each other carry it like lanterns
straight out our doors to a dark and hurting world.
I have so many failings and flaws of character, I told myself one miserable morning recently. I haven't changed, I never will change, I never can change. I should just give up and throw myself in the trash.
I felt powerless, defeated, and alone before I even got out of bed.
Do you ever feel that way?
Still Small Voice: You're not alone, you know? I'm always with you.
"I know You live in my heart," I said. "But I'm such a poor representative."
Maybe you're looking at the wrong person?
As I lay on my pillow, I remembered a sweet Texas drawl from many years ago—it was my friend's mother as she said: "Well of course you're having trouble, darlin'–you're goin' into battle nekked!"
I realized I was doing it again.
Instead of submitting my worries to God and waiting on Him for direction, I'd fretted in the night. I'd dashed from one website to another trying to solve my problems by myself.
And I was getting throttled.
My Texan sister was referring to Ephesians 6 and the full armor of God. That morning it seemed overwhelming to walk through the passage step-by-step. But I had to do something. I looked around for a quick spiritual sword to whack at the enemy and push him back.
The sword I swung is from Phil. 1:6, which says, "He who began a good work in you will complete it…"
Suddenly I realized I could put on all my armor with this one verse–one word or phrase at a time.
HE–God–Creator, Majesty, lover of my soul. I remembered how God once granted my childish prayer to prevent an undeserved spanking from hurting. He has answered all such childish prayers since. "He will never leave you or forsake you." (Deut. 31:6).
With this remembrance I put on my breastplate of His righteousness to protect my heart from Satan's jabs.
WHO BEGAN–One day, this former runaway teen heard how Jesus died on the cross to pay for my sins and adopt me into His family. From that moment on, I had a future. "Behold, I am the Lord, the God of all flesh; is anything too hard for Me?" (Jer. 32:27)
With this remembrance I donned my helmet of salvation to protect my mind from Satan's trickery.
A GOOD WORK—when I bring my broken pieces and failed intentions to God, He exchanges my ashes for beauty, my mourning for the oil of joy, and my depression for a garment of praise. He exchanges withered sticks for "trees of righteousness, a planting for the Lord." (Is. 61:3)
I gird my loins with the truth that God makes me beautiful and fruitful for Himself. I cover my nakedness so none other has mastery over me. I am His alone–His beautiful bride.
IN ME–He knows me: I love fields, red clay, baby feet, basil pesto. Loud noise and activities stress me. I want to be braver. He works with it all. "And we know that God causes all things to work together for good, to those who are called according to His purpose." (Rom. 8:28)
The utter joy of being completely known and yet loved leads me to polish my shoes and shod my feet with the gospel of peace so I can tell everyone about this God who loves us to and for Himself.
WILL COMPLETE IT–completion of God's good work doesn't depend on me but on the completed work of Christ and promises of God. "So will My word be which goes forth from My mouth; It will not return to Me empty, without accomplishing what I desire…" (Is. 55:11)
I lift my shield and take up my sword. I remember that Jesus changed everything–my passage through time as well as my eternal destiny. I strike down the lies that discourage and derail me. I'm rescued from the trash, never to return.
I still have many flaws and failings of character but I rise, fully armored, in this promise:
"…He who began a good work in you will complete it until the day of Christ Jesus." (Phil.1:6)
When the Enemy of your soul picks a fight with you, friends, put on your best Texas drawl and don't go into battle nekked.
With much love for L and S
Where are You, O God? Where are You for our friends? I plant my elbows on the navy-checked tablecloth. I stare at the corncob salt-and-peppers from the thrift shop–mere specks of dust in the universe, but they usually make me smile. Not today. My heart is heavy.
Outside, brilliant oranges and yellows proclaim the time of rest for trees. Winter approaches—the first snows dust the tops of the nearby foothills. The once-dry creek roars again. My mind roars, too. But I want to hope.The evidence of You is all around.
Are You wrapped around our friends today? Are You their refuge and strength? Are You holding them up?
Why are these friends continuously pummeled by storms with little rest—cancer, deaths of loved ones, dementia in both fathers, and the latest blow–arrest of a son for whom they've prayed, sacrificed, counseled, and laid down their lives in every arena?
Satan pounds them without abatement. The "Adam" bombs of mortality threaten to blast them to dust and grind them to spit.
"In Him all things hold together." (Col. 1:17) They've hidden their lives in You, Lord. Please hold them together.
We're not supposed to ask why. But Moses did. David did. May I ask for them, Lord? May I beg a respite for them from the storms? How much more? Will You hide them in the shelter of Your wings?
Can they find refuge in sleep? They bury their faces in wet pillows. A God who makes autumn and constellations and babies to grow inside us–the conclusion will be perfect, yes, but it looks a mess now. Where is the ray of hope?
The sister of Lazarus said to Jesus, "Lord, if You had been here, my brother would not have died." (John 11:21 NASB) Jesus asked Martha if she believed He could raise the dead. She did, she said, yes, certainly, sometime in the future. But Jesus raised Lazarus that very day.
We need a raising, Lord.
"Now faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen." (Heb. 11:1)
Open our eyes, Lord. "Behold, I am the Lord, the God of all flesh; is anything too difficult for Me?" (Jer. 32:27)
When Job lost his animals, servants, buildings, children, and health, he asked why. You answered him with Your beauty and majesty, Your authority over the store houses of snow and every created thing. Job fell on his face and retracted his questions as piffle.
We want to retract our questions but, right now, none of what's happening feels like piffle.It feels like our hearts can't continue beating against the flood–that they're ripped out, strewn on the rocks, and bleeding underfoot.
But Your heart is breaking too, isn't it, Lord? When we weep and cry out to You, and rail against the evil in the world that devastates us and kills the ones we love, You know how we feel, don't You? You know because You were here once.
After You listened to Martha and Mary, You stood outside Lazarus' tomb and wept.
You wept.
That's our ray of hope.
You wept over our reality. You accepted the whole pain of it on the Cross. You said to Your disciples–all the ones then and all the ones now–"In the world you have tribulation, but take courage; I have overcome the world." (John 16:33)
Help us take courage today, Lord. Help us remember You standing outside that tomb looking at the wages of sin and weeping for us. Give our friends the courage of hope in You and Your finished work. Give us faith in things not seen.
We are creatures of dust. You've put it in our hearts to love and sacrifice for other creatures of dust, to find pleasure and beauty even in inanimate things that will all pass away. Therefore, hide us in the shelter of Your wings, that we would find hope in You, despite what we see.
Please, Lord–only You can give life.
When our children were in elementary school, they began to drag down to breakfast with sour faces, complained at scrambled instead of fried eggs, and whined they didn't get the biggest cookie in their lunches.
They wanted striped shirts, not plain ones, and plain socks, not striped ones. They didn't want to take the dog outside (the one they'd begged for and promised to take care of), and the toys were much too big a mess to clean up.
I prayed about what to do.
When the rescued people of Israel complained in the desert about manna for breakfast, manna for lunch, and manna for dinner, God was angry and sent them poultry to eat–so much poultry it piled up and spoiled, causing people to sicken and die.
If God considered complaining so serious an offense, I needed to take notice and teach my kids to be thankful for what they had and to do their work without complaint.
Then I came across Psalm 142:1-2, which says: "I cry aloud to the Lord; I lift up my voice to the Lord for mercy. I pour out before Him my complaint; before Him I tell my trouble."
So then, there were at least two kinds of complaint to consider—the legitimate need to share feelings and the self-centered whine. I had been working hard on the first–practicing the art of looking in my childrens' faces and really listening to them.
It was the second that concerned me. That's when I instituted the Grumble Box.
A Grumble Box can be made from anything. It can be a cardboard box with a colorful design and a slot cut in the top, or a decorated spice can. I wrote a little ditty for ours and taped it to the top of the box. It read like this:
When gratitude doth tumble and resulteth in a grumble, please deposit thou a coin, thy mouth for to humble.
"What's this?" the kids asked when they came in the kitchen.
"This is the Grumble Box," I said. "We all need to be more thankful and complain less. When you whine about doing chores or taking care of the dog or whatever, you'll have to put a coin in the box."
"What kind of coin?"
"It might be a penny, a nickel, a dime, or a quarter depending on the whine."
"What about you?"
This took me aback. "Um," I said, "yes, of course–me too. If I grumble I've got to pay."
The kids were suddenly more interested. "What will you do with all that money, Mom?"
"We'll give it to kids who need it. We'll put it in the globe bank for Children of the Nations."
Children of the Nations is a non-profit that provides food, homes, schools and medical care to children whose lives have been ravaged by war, poverty, disease, and death in the Dominican Republic and several African countries. For more info see www.cotni.org
For a while, the Grumble Box filled up quickly. When the kids tumbled down to breakfast, I'd ask if they'd all made their beds.
"But Mom," one argued, "we're just going to sleep in them again tonight!"
"Oh dear," I'd say. "Grab a penny for the Grumble Box."
"What? " they'd holler. "All I said was…"
"Oh my—I guess you'd better make it a nickel."
"You drive a hard bargain–how about a quarter?"
One time I informed the kids we'd be cleaning the garage on Saturday. "Okay," said one of the boys, shoulders slumped, "I guess you'd better give me my allowance in small change."
The Grumble Box proved to be the reminder we all needed to complain less. It became a light-hearted way to remember to think before we spoke, retrain our mouths, and practice self-control.
We also learned to be more thankful for what we had.
Every time we emptied the box into the bank and took the bank to Children of the Nations, we looked outside ourselves to see some hungry child get a full belly, or go to school for the first time, or find a place to belong in one of the small family-style orphanages.
And that was the best lesson of all.
"The heavens declare the glory of God, and the sky above proclaims His handiwork. Day to day pours out speech, and night to night reveals knowledge. Their voice goes out through all the earth, and their words to the end of the world." Ps. 19:1, 2, 4
I'm a Psalm 19 woman–one of those for whom God makes truth palpably clear, a doubting Thomasina who must press my fingers in His handprints to believe.
And His handprints are everywhere. I remember the first shock–the first obvious evidence of this great and awesome God we cannot imagine Who bends down to eyeless worms to give us glimpses of His beauty and majesty.
I was in high school Biology, a staunch and self-righteous Catholic, dropped off at Mass weekly by embattled parents who agreed that children should attend church, though they themselves came only during truces, when they played Chinese checkers by night.
I remember following them across the parking lot at those times, eyeing the hand-holding hopefully, wondering how long it would last. But it was never long. I became religious, but I didn't yet know the saving power of grace and forgiveness. I didn't know Jesus.
In high school Biology, I bent over the eye of a microscope, fiddling the little mirror into place until it should reflect enough light to illuminate whatever mystery hid in the elodea leaf on the glass.
At last, angled light penetrated the leaf, the lens magnified the mystery to giant-sized, and I gasped at the glory of God evident in the tiny cells.
There I saw chloroplasts– glowing green factories that turn light energy into sugar to feed every part of plant and tree. They bustled about like stained-glass nannies in the cry ward.
I remember the vision yet, though I never saw it again. It hooked me on the reality, omnipotence, and incomprehensibility of God–in awe that He allowed me to glimpse such things about Him.
For why should He show me? In those teen years, I drank, I swore, I feared my mother, and was ashamed of my father. I practiced the sacraments, but my heart boiled with evil, like one of the white-washed sepulchric Pharisees Jesus condemned to their faces.
But He had mercy on me and showed me not only chloroplasts but what they meant.
Later, I saw His handprints in the births of our four children, though I nearly died with the first. I slipped along towards Him and He sent me back, so I might see His handprints again through the lenses of children and parenting.
In them He revealed how His fatherhood of me could inform my ignorant parenting of them
and how depression, self-loathing, and paralyzing fear had no power against love, laughter, and the light in children's eyes when they presented me with tender words I didn't deserve, written in childish scrawls on handmade Mother's Day cards.
Through the lens of His word I learned that time doesn't heal all wounds save by the glare of Holy Spirit truth, the shedding of tears, the embrace of thanksgiving, the blood of forgiveness, the balm of kindness, the steel of humility, and the ferocity of abiding love.
I see His handprints through the lens of the Perseids meteor shower, when Big Bang rocks crash through the atmosphere–red, green, and blue–and my blink of tiny dust bows to Him in the vastness, beauty, and testimony of His creation.
I see Him through the lens of rest in Sabbath sheep fields, the cares of the week floating away with the tumble of clouds and the quiet certainty that just as no one could mistake the artist in my pottery, so I cannot mistake my Creator in the gifts of peace and changing sky.
And I want to be a lens–that others might see Jesus, too.
Maybe you're a Psalm 19 believer, too? Do you see His handprints through the lens of His creation? Do you want to be His lens to others?
Lord, thank You for this amazing creation that speaks of Your majesty. By Your grace, teach us how to be Your lenses that we might reflect, magnify, and illuminate the mystery of You to others.
Recently I began cleaning out boxes of old photos, cards, and papers. There is such a painful sweetness about looking at little faces all grown up, the penciled "I luv u momy" scrawls and handmade birthday cards offering bike shows for a gift or "brekfast in bed."
Moms are especially blessed in that our lives "pass before our eyes" every time we clean the house. The process sparks not only memories but evaluation–a chance to think, to confess, to address, to rejoice.
We sift through books, report cards, term papers, chore charts, prayer lists, and letters. We unfold a paper found on the floor and quietly tuck it into our son's bookshelf when we see it's a heartfelt letter to his girlfriend, not meant for our eyes.
We find beer bottles from an unauthorized party that occurred when we went on an anniversary trip and we discover how to pray more specifically for that child.
We sweep leaves off the trampoline after the Perseids meteor shower with our nature-minded son and order a new closet door after the skateboard went through it with our more impulsive son.
We file receipts from Easter shoes that prompted tears because they were black and shiny like our dog that died; and receipts from volleyball uniforms and slippery fabric for another daughter to wrestle on the sewing machine for her first boy-girl banquet.
The procession of mundane tasks in a mother's life also fosters a closer look –who is this child? How is she made? What are his strengths? What is he afraid of? What are her weaknesses? How do we listen better to this one? How can we best pray for that one?
But this recent cleaning was different—a time travel back through decades—and I was privileged to find this poem written by one of our precious daughters many years ago as she stood at a crossroads wrestling with how much control to give God over her life.
It comes at a perfect time.
I like it because it's honest and wise and cuts me to the quick. It highlights the stakes. It forces us ask ourselves how small a box we're offering God in which to put our futures, when He has no such boundaries.
I can't figure out how to format the poem properly but here it is, for the crossroads in all of our lives:
No Limits
I invited an artist to come to my house–"Paint me a picture," I said. "Make it a field with flowers–Yellow, blue, and violet." So he painted a field, just as I'd asked. And it was pretty.
I invited a chef to come to my house–"Cook me a dinner," I said. "Make it a pasta with herbs–Parsley, basil, and thyme. So he cooked me a dinner, just as I'd asked. And it tasted good.
I invited God to come into my life–"Give me a future," I said. "Make it a house with a family–husband, two kids, and a dog." So he gave me a future, just as I'd asked. And it was nice.
My next-door-neighbor invited the artist to come to his house. "Paint me a picture," he said. "Make it whatever you want–You are the master–I'll just watch." So he painted a picture, as he saw fit. And it was breathtaking.
My next-door-neighbor invited the chef to come to his house. "Cook me a dinner," he said. "Make it whatever you want–You are the master–I'll just watch." So he cooked a dinner, as he saw fit. And it was delicious.
My next-door-neighbor invited God to come into his life. "Give me a future," he said. "Make it whatever you want–You are the master–I'll just submit." So he gave him a future, as He saw fit. And it was amazing.
One day my neighbor invited me over for dinner. I looked at his painting. I ate his dinner. I evaluated his life. "I don't get it," I said. "I had the same artist, the same chef, the same God. Why is everything you have so much better?"
And my neighbor just smiled and nodded his head. "The secret," he said, "is no limits."
What I know is I'm not good at waiting. What I know is when the cookies are baking, or the inning retires, or the little one sleeps, or the beans soak, I'm looking up houses online.
What I know is I've developed a sudden interest in geography—in streets I've never been down, in areas I pass when I drop off or pick up for school. And for each possibility I sit on the street or pull into the driveway if no one's home and I say, Lord, is this the one?
Lord, is this the house that represents our fourth move in eight years, and do You think we can stay here longer this time?
In my mind I walk inside and say, Is this where we'll sit on the couch during another Madeline movie and eat popcorn, or cuddle in the morning when the kids first wake up and don't want to talk—just be wrapped in the sheep blanket with little woolies running over the brown hills?
I imagine which room might display the puppet jars, and paper shelves, and the Quartermaster's Cabinet from WWI with all the drawers. Lord, is this where we'll sit with the cousins, crayons, and cotton rag paper for a day of coloring and paint spills and fruit snacks?
Will we play on this lawn, Father God, and have squirt-gun fights, pick raspberries, and make ice-cream from heaven? Will we put chicken, onions, peaches, and beans in foil and throw it in the coals for a night of campfire stew?
Is this where Tim will make wine again, running up and down the basement stairs or into the garage with his little notebook to record specific gravity or add water to the mix?
Is this where we'll drink wine, watch the sunset, open the blinds to the moonlight, and touch our bare feet together under the sheets?
Father God, I would love to have room for enough couches for Care Group to meet—the trill of guitar hymns sounding through the house and out the windows near the table or island or counter where the cookies, coffee, and tea are laid out.
Lord, do you think I could have chickens again?
And out of all the clamor and questions and changes of my mind, comes God's still, small voice. It's so gentle and patient, like a brush of His hand on my cheek, a lifting of my chin, a whisper to me to look in His eyes.
He reminds me that He is enough, that He knows all my needs and wants, that wherever He is, is home, whether or not it has couches, cupboards, raspberry bushes, or longevity, that He has far better gifts for me than I can imagine, that His grace is sufficient for me, even for waiting.
He reminds me that the foxes have holes but the Son of Man had nowhere to lay His head, and He didn't spend a moment worrying about where to cuddle a little one to watch Madeline.
He reminds me that He owns the cattle on a thousand hills, as well as the moonlight and Aurora Borealis that shine on them. He reminds me He owns all whom I love, and that He is mine and I am His, forever and ever and always.
Then I remember all He has promised me is also His desire for refugees fleeing homelands today with nothing but the clothes on their backs, waiting for boats or trains that never come, getting turned away from port after port, and having their children wash up dead on the waves.
And maybe my eyes need to see and my heart needs to grow.
He reminds me He is the One who gives His children peace that passes understanding, sleep without fear, and a future that is guaranteed.
All we need to do is REST IN HIM.
Come to Me, all who are weary and heavy-laden, and I will give you rest. Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and humble of heart; and you shall find rest for your souls, for My yoke is easy, and My burden is light" (Matt. 11:28).
An elk bugled under a night sky spilled with stars like grains of sugar. My heart lifted. The next morning, I bowed my head under the firs by the creek to listen to the Lord, marveling at King David's request in Psalm 31:
"In You, O Lord, I put my trust; Let me never be ashamed; Deliver me in Your righteousness. Bow down Your ear to me. Deliver me speedily; Be my rock of refuge…" (verses 1,2).
Did you see that? "Bow down Your ear to me."
What gave David the courage to make so daring a request?
I searched the creek for empty caddis fly casings for a mosaic wall. These marvels of engineering—tubular accretions of sand—protect the nymph in its larval stage when it crawls the creek bottom like a snail in a shell.
Discarded tubes were hard to find. The drought-depleted creek runs so slowly this year a thick layer of scum covers most of the creek bed.
Lord, flood me with the water of Your grace and joy. Wash away the scum of worry. Help me trust You for what I cannot see.
Under a rough stone seven large caddis fly casings clustered—cemented to their rock of refuge to await next spring. Safe from enemies, they bathe in life-giving water in the deepest part of the creek where no scum grows, to survive summer's drought.
The fast water.
I wedged the rock down again. The winter creek will run several feet above it, crashing and deadly, but the caddis flies will be safe. I can see the perfect analogy. But I'm afraid of the fast water.
Maybe you are, too?
I once had a ewe named Dolly who was scared of the fast water. Every spring, when her water bag broke and her lambs squeezed towards the outside world, she came to the barn and fell in the straw, faint with terror.
The other ewes dug holes for nests, murmured sweetly to their unborn lambs, and lay down to push, their bellies inflated like balloons. They licked and talked to their newborns, nudging them towards life-giving udders.
Not Dolly. As the wracking tremors crossed her belly, she'd head straight into shock, eyes closed, ears growing cold, silent except for the grinding of her teeth, setting mine on edge. Every year it was the same story.
Bow down your ear to me. Deliver me speedily.
Often I had to pull her lambs out quickly, rip suffocating sacs away, rub the lambs
down, and swing them to clear their lungs of fluid, while Dolly's eyes slowly glazed over.
A Vitamin B shot changed all that. In seconds, Dolly would lift her head. She'd stare at her babies, wobbly on their legs, hungry. She'd lick them excitedly, head to tail. She'd bawl loudly, announcing her victory as though she'd won Olympic Gold in the Birthing Event.
But after several years of emergency lambings, I had to give up on Dolly. And that's the biting edge of my fear when I struggle with the same things over and over–that God will give up on me. Do you ever worry that way?
But God says, "I will never leave you or forsake you" (Hebrews 13:5).
My shepherding was limited by resources, genetics, and stamina. But Jesus is the omnipotent Good Shepherd Who cares for us forever. It was David's intimate knowledge of the character of God that gave him the courage to ask Him to bow down His ear.
"In You, O Lord, I put my trust."
Spending time with God in His word and prayer builds that same intimacy and knowledge. With it, we defeat the enemy of our souls who knows how to tweak truth just enough to turn it into a lie, keeping our focus on our limiting weakness instead of God's limitless power.
O Lord Who made the Milky Way, the bugling elk, and caddis fly, bow down Your ear to us. Be our Rock of Refuge where the water runs deep and fast, our Vitamin B to stand firm in trials. Lift our heads that we might focus on Your sufficiency, instead of our weaknesses.
"Be of good courage, and He shall strengthen your heart, All you who hope in the Lord" (Psalm 31:24).
Nehemiah had guts. As cupbearer to the Persian king Artaxerxes during the Babylonian exile of the Jews, he was the king's last defense between a poisoned drink and death. Every day Nehemiah's life was at stake.
Every day required supernatural courage to perform his duties. And Nehemiah knew where to find it.
So when he went to Jerusalem and finished rebuilding the wall with the returned captives, he could hardly wait to share the book of the Law of Moses with the people. But when they heard it, they wept.
Nehemiah said to them, "Go your way, eat the fat, drink the sweet, and send portions to those for whom nothing is prepared; for this day is holy to our Lord. Do not sorrow, for the joy of the Lord is your strength."
It's tempting to focus on weaknesses and dangers. But that's like focusing the beam of a lighthouse so narrowly on the shoals, we can't see the safe harbor just ahead.
Nehemiah reminds us to open our eyes to enjoy God, to share His gifts with others, and to rejoice because He has accomplished all His purposes. Our joy is in His sufficiency, and in that joy is our strength.
In keeping with Nehemiah's instruction, here are info and directions for the Celebration Branch, as promised. The idea of a branch comes from Leviticus.
"Now on the first day you shall take for yourselves the foliage of beautiful trees, palm branches, and boughs of leafy trees and willows of the brook; and you shall rejoice before the Lord your God for seven days." (Leviticus 23:,40)
The people of Israel gathered branches to make shelters for the Feast of Booths, a week-long Thanksgiving celebration after the harvest.
Our Celebration Branch is a little different. We hang a branch above our kitchen table, and decorate it to reflect times of thanksgiving and joy in our family year-around.
To celebrate the arrival of a newborn, foster, or adopted child, hang photos, shoes, rattles, toys, words of welcome, etc. For an exchange student, add welcomes in English and their native language, and brochures about places to share.
In Autumn, use artificial leaves, pencils, crayons, grades and photos of each school child and phrases about their hopes and dreams for the year.
At Thanksgiving, hang photos, drawings, or lists of things you're grateful for, along with hand print or pine cone turkeys, strings of candy corn, etc.
The Celebration Branch is a perfect place for Jesse Tree, Advent, or other traditional Christmas ornaments including candy canes, stars, evergreen sprigs, snowflakes, Nativity figures, or gold ribbon.
Small cards with Easter promises can dangle amongst fresh or artificial flowers such as forsythia and lilies, along with other symbols of new life such as eggs and chicks.
Birthday or baptism celebrations might include the photo of a child, interests, strengths, testimony, favorite things, and other clues of how God has made them, such as small toys and books.
For summer vacation with the cousins, we hung crayon resist watercolors of flowers, frogs, and butterflies (See my post, "How to Make a Luscious Crayon Resist).
As you can see, the possibilities are limited only by your imagination.
Here's how to make your Celebration Branch:
"Rejoice in all your doings in which the Lord Your God has blessed you." (Deuteronomy 12:7, The Fifth Book of the Law of Moses)
I tried to cry it all out the first day, Lord—the big decision, the pain of it hitting me harder than it ought, confused with other losses, making me feel small and broken and alone. I sat on the stairs in my barn boots and flannel shirt in the early morning stillness before the thermostat started the furnace. I didn't even wake the dogs.
In the mirror I looked so like and so unlike myself.
Child woman, shivering.
I asked You why there's this stabbing longing in my heart, this feeling there's a person inside me who cannot get out, a woman there's no room for? And You said, "Now we see in a mirror dimly; but then face to face."
I repeated this to myself as the household wakened and the girls arrived–someday I'll know why.
I wish now I'd gone right back to the Source to see what You were really saying in the dim of the stairwell. But I didn't. Not then.
Instead, I berated myself for self-indulgence when there's so much need in the world—families who don't have stairs or boots or mirrors—families who would be grateful for just one sandwich to split up amongst themselves. This self-beating seemed deserved, but it wasn't from You.
The second day I forgot to look for Your words again. I put on my big girl panties to get back to work. But self-talk and grinding away alone, all the while telling myself someday I'll know why couldn't lift me out of my brokenness.
So that day rolled over and squashed me, too. This wasn't You, either.
On the third day, the sky hung gloomy, dark, and NOTHING—no rain or sun or wind or bird calls—just the feeling of waiting so heavy over me. By then, I'd forgot all about seeing dimly in a mirror and understanding someday. I cried like I was falling, falling, and never going to fly again.
But I desperately wanted to be lifted up. So I did something I rarely do. And this was from You.
Though I was raised in a "don't need nobody" home, I emailed a few folks about how I felt. Then I took the girls for a last-day-of-summer outing to the Children's Museum where, away from the worry, we played, laughed, and wondered at Your amazing world.
When I checked my email later, people had sent love, encouragement, sympathy, empathy, sweet offers of help, and "ginourmous hugs." Thank you to all of you. Though I felt embarrassed at sharing, you made me feel better. And this was God's doing, too.
Then I searched the Bible for the mirror reference. You know what? It's in the Love Chapter.
I Corinthians 13 is about world-changing face-to-face love—one truthful confidence, one selfless kindness, one generous offer, one "ginormous hug" at a time. It's about growing up to discern what lasts. It's about the inclusive we instead of the self-sufficient me. It's about how "Love never fails" even when we're embarrassed.
Did you hear that? Love NEVER fails. That's a 100% success rate.
And the promise isn't about someday we'll know the why of things–it's about someday knowing the Who—this God who IS love, fully.
"Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known."
(I Corinthians 13:12 NIV)
God already knows you and me fully because He created us. And if He made us, He also has made room for us. It may be we just have to learn to ask for help.
Someday we'll see God face to face—our faces together with His. We'll see Him in all His beauty, glory, and essence without vaporizing to particles. Like Job, we'll realize our questions are profound as the color of toilet paper, our sorrows fleeting as grass.
"Surely he took up our infirmities and carried our sorrows…and by his wounds we are healed." (Isaiah 53:4,5)
Lord, You know me. You made the squeezing pump of my heart and the function of my tiniest cells. You know my secret longings and prayers. Help me with my brokenness. Forgive me when I try to overcome the hard things alone.


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Report reaching GHANASKY.COM shows that, Ahuofe Patri want a man older than her but not what many Ghanaians thought. She was just giving her choice of man and not talking about 70 years old man as many thought.
According to GHANASKY.COM analyst through livefmghana, Popular Girls Kasa skit actress Ahuof3 Patri who broke up with her boyfriend about two years ago says her ideal man should be older than her.
She said this during an interview with Nii Boye on Radio GIJ.
"My ideal man has to be older than me. He has to be taller, very handsome; you know the basic characters that every girl would want from a guy. Caring, someone who is going to understand me and also understand the nature of my job."
Ahuof3 Patri, born Priscilla Opoku Agyeman, is an old student of the National Film and Television Institute (NAFTI).
She attended De Youngsters School at Kokomlemle and then continued to Swedru Secondary School before gaining admission into NAFTI in 2011.
Patri also took part in the Miss Malaika Beauty Pageant in 2011 and made it to the top 10. She said she wore a long hair at the time so people hardly recollect that she was the one.
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Gigi Hadid plays Pictionary with Michael Kors
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If you've ever wondered what Gigi Hadid would be like at Pictionary, we've got your answer. In the first video of a series called Glamour Games, Gigi takes on designer Michael Kors at his own version of the game. The two are jovial but competitive as they ask each other seemingly silly questions. We also learn some fun facts about the two, such as cheeseburgers are what makes Gigi happy, and Michael would like Daniel Craig to play him in the movie of his life. Watch the video above to see Gigi own it!
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As I've said before, I'm certainly not a designer, but I like to pretend to be sometimes, and in honor of summer starting this week, I thought it would be fun to create a free summer printable with popsicles.
I made them in four different colors and sayings so you can download your favorite. Or all four!
I printed the green and yellow ones…because those are my colors. You guys already know that, though.
The last two are more lovey-dovey.
I actually think these would make cute little valentine's or cards to send in the mail to friends or family, too. 🙂
The easiest way to print these is to right click on the image below and "save as" to save it to your computer and then print it out however you normally print stuff. Or post it online (with a link back) to remind all your friends of the message.
**As always, these designs are only available for personal use. That means you aren't allowed to sell them or tell other people you created it. If you share them, please provide credit and a link back here. Prints may be available in bulk or commercially without watermark for $5. Email melissa (at) lovinghere.com for more information.**
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Accepting Change
Life is change.
Life is good.
Therefore, change is good.
Most of us enjoy variety in our diet, improvements in technology and the growth and development of our children, but few enjoy the onset of age or unplanned changes in employment or marital status. Yet to a great extent it is the way we handle the changes we perceive as negative that determine our quality of life. Life, in the physical sense, we know is finite, temporal; it is the temporary nature of life that makes it precious, simply by the principle of supply and demand. It serves us to find ways to view change as positive as much as we are capable.
Three tools I find useful for viewing change positively are:
- Detachment
- Receptivity
- Acceptance
Much negative feeling stems from our being attached to outcomes, people and things. When we allow ourselves to become attached to something, we give that thing power over us to affect the way we feel.
Some people think that detachment means that you love less, or are less involved, but detachment requires just as much love and involvement as attachment does; it just that in detachment, your love and involvement are oriented differently.
Often we get attached to outcomes. Perhaps this is because we were raised on stories that end with, "…and they lived happily ever after", or we could maybe blame Disney animated features, but no matter how we got to where we are, it seems we often feel badly when things don't come out the way we plan them.
You could define detachment as maintaining a state of having no expectations.
Receptivity is the readiness to accept changing conditions. Moving forward with all your senses tuned to the present, you look for the next new thing. When it comes, you smile, welcoming the change. Whether it is a compliment or a reprimand, a kiss or a task, or a gain or a loss, you welcome it because it is part of life, and you love life, all of life.
Of the three fundamental skills needed to embrace change, and therefore life, acceptance can be the most difficult. Acceptance is dependant upon trusting the outcome – that is, feeling that life has your best interest at heart. You see acceptance in the heroic efforts of those who recover from catastrophic illness or injury and go on to live relatively happy lives. All of life is acceptable, because you love all of life.
If you are fearful of possible outcomes, you are fearful of a part of life. Fearing life is no way to live.
Detachment, Receptivity and Acceptance in action.
Let's say you have the expectation, before they are born, that your child will get a college degree. Your child, however, is born with a slight disability. S/he is very bright, but because of their disability cannot motivate or organize themselves well.
Following the path of being attached to the future outcome of a college degree and fearful of other possible outcomes, you might micromanage your child's schoolwork in order to try to ensure the desired outcome. As a result, your child may fall far behind in the ability to work independently, and despite your efforts, since the child does not own the work, s/he gets lackluster grades. After an extensive search you find an expensive private school in another state that will accept your child with their low grade point average. There, without your micromanagements, their efforts to succeed implode, and in the end they are ejected from the school. Their self esteem and your net worth both take heavy damage.
On the other hand, being detached from the higher education outcome, your focus is not on the future but on the present. Instead of micromanaging academic performance, you are receptive to the child's talents and ideas. Detached from the future and receptive to now, you celebrate your child's daily advancements and victories. The child's confidence grows. You are receptive to feedback from teachers as well as advice from other parents in similar circumstances, and you are ready to accept whatever outcome because you trust you child to do well. As it happens, your child gets pretty good grades and by graduation has an impressive portfolio of extracurricular accomplishments. On the strength of his interview, he gets accepted to a good school close to home where he can get help from you – his helpful and receptive parent – easily.
I hope you found this article helpful. You might ask how you can stop yourself from making negative self-fulfilling prophecies and spending useless hours in regret and worry. If you did, I would suggest you begin a daily practice of meditation to calm your mind, show it who's boss. Once you establish who's in charge, you can get on with your happy life of detachment, receptivity and acceptance.
Thanks for the hub. I like your 3-prong attack. The journey is really what is important.
Good attitude
I enjoyed you hub and the topic you presented. There is a lot of truth in what you say.
Cruelty and and caress are the progeny of the same loins....which is to say that one must first of all be empathetic in order to be detached. And in matters of the heart, sympathy should not be confused with empathy. Empathy is a cognitive matter; sympathy is a matter of the action with follow empathy -- and result in in both receptivity and acceptance...........so how about some more bad poetry, willya?
Enjoyed your philosophical approach in the expectation of one's child having to go to college, but maybe not.
Someone said you write great poetry? I am not finding any, is that somewhere else?


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Head Muhammad Wala Bridge Multan – An Attractive Picnic Point
The role of Chenab River is very prominent in the development of agriculture and national prosperity of Pakistan. There is a bridge on Head Muhammad Wala to go from Multan to Chowk Azam, Chowk Sarwar Shaheed (Chowk Munda), Rangpur, Mianwali, Dera Ismail Khan and to other cities.
There is also a modern bridge at Sher Shah to go to Multan to Muzaffar Garh, Dera Ghazi Khan, Ali Pur and to other cities. Earlier there was a bridge in British reign on the railway track for general Traffic from Sher Shah road. On account of the decrepitude and wear and tear condition of that bridge, a modern bridge has been constructed here while the use of bridge on the railway track for the general traffic has been terminated.
Due to the efforts of the former Prime Minister Mr. Yusaf Raza Gilani this Head Muhammad Wala Bridge Constructed and the people on both sides of the bridge get rid off the boats. The Chenab River is about 960 Km. long. In Karachi on September 19, 1960 when Indus Water Treaty signed by the Indian Prime Minister Mr. Jawaharlal Nehru and the President of Pakistan Mr. Ayub Khan due to the intervention of the World Bank, this Chenab River was also included in that agreement with Indus and Jhelum rivers.
Picnic Point
Head Muhammad Wala Bridge is now an important picnic point for the people of Multan and Muzaffargarh and surrounding areas. Fresh Fish is
There is an easy access to Bridge Head Muhammad Wala from different places of Multan and Muzaffar Garh. For instance, The distance from General Bus Stand Multan, Muzaffar Garh city and other locations are :-
Distance from GBS Multan Via northern by-pass road = 21 Km
Distance from Muzaffar Garh City = 35 Km
Distance from BZU Multan = 13 KM
Distance from 9 No. Chungi Multan = 13 Km
Distance form Multan Cantonment = 18 Km
Distance From Ghanta Ghar / Qila Kohna Qasim Park / Multan Fort = 14.5 Kilometers.


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The unprecedented rush of pilgrims going for the Godavari Pushkarams from north Andhra and Visakhapatnam could be addressed by augmentation of coaches to regular trains running with less number of coaches.
Many reserved pushkaram passengers cancelled their tickets even as others travelled without tickets. The long queues at the booking counters and the prospect of missing their trains must have made them decide to travel without tickets, even if that meant paying penalties.
Over 200 reserved passengers from Duvvada cancelled their tickets on Monday and Tuesday, resulting in a loss of about Rs.50,000 to ECoR at Duvvada station, says RTI activist K. Eswar. The passengers could not board the train as many passengers were squatting on the floor of the coaches.Read more at;
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"The more tranquil a man becomes, the greater is his success, his influence, his power for good. Calmness of mind is one of the beautiful jewels of wisdom."
"The fearful get angry because they are afraid of giving up their power; the self confident remain calm because they know they won't."
"Fearful people get angry because they're afraid they will give up their power; self confident people remain calm because they know they won't."
"If someone breaks your heart, don't use anybody to fix it. Calm down instead, be thankful and forgive. And when you got this light feeling, you can now move on, and never hold back."


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Destiny Ezurs Portrait Session in Downtown, Edmonton // Portrait Photographer
Cold day for cool portraits!
Destiny is a fellow portrait photographer who is absolutely amazing and works out of Fort Mcmurray, Alberta. She was travelling to Edmonton and I contacted her to setup a collaborative shoot with her last year. We decided we wanted to do some alternative portraits and head shots in the heart of Edmonton; Downtown. We met up near the 104th Street and then started the session. It was fairly cold that day (brave of Destiny to put up with that cold!!). We looked a little crazy lugging around a ton of photography equipment in the middle of downtown on a weekday morning but it was all totally worth it!
Edmonton Downtown
Edmonton downtown is, as the name suggests, the main business and commercial intersection of the city. It is also home to some cool architecture and grungy backgrounds. This is what we were aiming for when we planned the shoot so this was perfect! We eventually found this set of closed roller shutters that made for a perfect background for the following portraits!
Blue Plate Diner
Following the cold shoot, we went to Blue Plate Diner to have some lunch. This was a perfect reprieve from the cold. The soup at the Diner was perfect after that session of photography.
I am so glad that I had the opportunity to photograph Destiny Ezurs!.
Want to share in the experience? Contact us today to book your session or to set up your free consultation with Sharyar!
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Box Cube Photography offers Edmonton families a unique portrait photography experience! Our relaxed approach combined with our best in class photography skills allow us to create amazing photographs for our clients. Box Cube Photography's mission extends to the whole experience beginning at the time you contact us until the time we deliver your premium printed products. We also offer Edmonton newborn photography, capture maternity sessions, portraits and Edmonton Wedding Photography.
We are one of the top portrait and wedding photography studios in Western Canada serving the great Edmonton area, including but not limited to Sherwood Park, St. Albert, Leduc, Canmore, Banff, Cochrane, Chestermere, Airdrie, Lethbridge, and Red Deer.
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This area is dedicated to our alumni that have served or are serving in our armed forces!
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Have you lost your Cloudcroft High School class ring? Have you found someone's class ring? Visit our Bears lost class ring page to search for your class ring or post information about a found ring.
Honored Military Alumni
Burton Ramsey Class of 1983
Army, 20+ Years Retired Army Chief Warrant Officer 3 (CW3) after 20 years. Participated in Operation Desert Storm '91, Operation Iraqi Freedom '03-'04, Operation Enduring Freedom (Afghanistan) '06 & '11.
Cory Blissitte Class of 1998
Army, 8 Years Enlisted in Infantry and stationed in Hawaii for 3 years. Reclassified to Imagery Analyst and stationed in Virginia for a year and a half, then back to Hawaii for three more years including a one year tour in Afghanistan.
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Army, 10 Years OIF III
John Phillips Class of 2000
Army, 8 Years I am an Aircraft Electrician for the UH-60 Blackhawk and CH-47 Chinook helicopters. I served 3 years as a Command Driver.. I served two tours in Iraq, so far, and I am about to deploy a third time this spring (2009)
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Navy, 20+ Years Spent 29 years in the US Navy, including 5 war deployments to the Persian Gulf. My last sea tour was as the Maintenance Master Chief on USS George Washington. That by far was my best tour. I retired from the Navy in October 2006 and miss it terribly.
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Reply to an Imitator of Horace Odes 3.2
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Otto Steinmayer.
Who strives to mount Parnassus' hill,
And thence poetick Laurels bring,
Must first acquire due Force and Skill,
Must fly with Swan's, or Eagle's, Wing.
Who Nature's Treasures would explore,
Her Mysteries and Arcana know,
Must high, as lofty
, soar,
Must stoop, as delving
, low.
Who studies ancient Laws and Rites,
Tongues, Arts and Arms, all History,
Must drudge like
, Days and Nights,
And in the endless Labour dye.
Who travels in Religious Jars,
(Truth mixt with Errors, Shade with Rays,)
, wanting Pyx and Stars,
In Ocean wide or sinks, or strays.
But grant, our Heroe's Hopes, long Toil,
And comprehensice Genius crown;
All Sciences, all Arts his Spoil,
Yet what Reward, or what Renown?
Envy innate in vulgar Souls,
Envy steps in, and stops his Rise;
Envy with poison'd Tarnish fouls
His Lustre, and his Worth decrys.
He lives inglorious, or in want,
To Colledge, and old Books, confin'd,
Instead of learn'd, he's call'd Pedant;
Dunces advanc'd, he's left behind;
Yet left Content, a genuine Stoick He,
Great without Patron, rich without South-Sea!


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A very big thank you to my traffic monsoon friend Bilz Ahmed for taking out the time to explain traffic Monsoon. In fact I am impressed with the good job Ahmed has done on this video presentation. For this very reason, I've decided to post this video on my personal blog to help anyone who do not understand what traffic monsoon is all about.
Please, sit back and watch carefully with any divided attention.
Now for every doubting Thomas out there, I would like to use my good friend's video again as an example from 1000s of other proofs to proof that traffic monsoon is where the money is, and it's not just only about the money, but its a real business that is changing lives across the world. Below is a video where Bilz Ahmed proves it all… Just as its usually said, "Show Me The Money"…. Yes, this is the money. Watch Video Below Now To See The Money.


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Letter: Know your facts about the pipeline
To the editor of THE EAGLE:
I would like to respond to the letters of Michael Filpi (July 23) and Lawrence Brotman (July 27) on the supposed merits of building a high-pressure pipeline to transport fracked methane from New York State and Pennsylvania through the Berkshires and across our state.
Mr. Filpi thinks people who are opposed to the pipeline just don't want it here. The fact is, many of us don't want this pipeline anywhere. We don't want to promote the human and environmental dangers that fracking imposes. And we don't want to support more fossil fuel infrastructure when it's been established that fossil fuel contributes to catastrophic climate change.
Rather than building a new pipeline that encourages more fossil fuel consumption, I'd like to see Mr. Filpi and others hired to repair our existing pipelines, saving the 20 percent they are currently leaking. Many good jobs can also be created insulating every home and business up to current standards, and building more green energy infrastructure. These are the types of jobs we should be promoting.
To Dr. Brotman I say, a few years ago, I too thought that natural gas was a clean energy choice. I now know better. While natural gas may burn cleaner than coal or oil, that is only one part of the story. At least 5 percent of fracking wells leak toxic chemicals into ground water immediately after construction, and many more fail over time. Leaks from pipelines are not uncommon, and many accidents have occurred. The proposed route for this pipeline is by the reservoir where Dalton and Pittsfield residents get their drinking water. Fracking is not clean or safe.
In addition, construction of the proposed Tennessee Gas pipeline will undoubtedly lead to export overseas where the price is about three times higher than in the U.S., thereby raising the price we pay. And let's not forget we are currently slated to pay the almost $4 billion cost of the pipeline itself through a tariff on our utility bills.
Green energy is the best choice for the future, and it's where I believe we should be putting our investments. We owe it to the generations to come to have a thoughtful and transparent process to evaluate the need for and impact of this project. I encourage everyone to find out the facts and look at the big picture. We have a choice, let's make the best one.
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Conyers, GA – 19 May 2017 – A suspected teenage car robbing crew is off the streets thanks in part to a repo man who was at the right place at the right time.
"I'm just driving through, scanning plates looking for cars out for repo," said Daniel Kitchens, who works for Bulldog Recovery, a vehicle repossessions company out of Covington.
Kitchens was working his job as a repo man, scanning the Walmart parking lot with an LPR, a license plate reader when he spotted a stolen Ford Escape park in front him.
Four young people bolted out of the car, one teen ran his way.
"I just grabbed him by his clothes and just kind of kind of put him down said," said Kitchens. "He ended up spinning around as I pushed him down."
Sgt Kim Lucas with the Conyers Police Department said made a difference.
"He is actually able to get hands on and help with the apprehension so we're thankful for his assistance in that," said Sgt. Lucas.
She said Mr. Kitchens took down a 16-year-old boy whose picture and identity was not released because he is being treated as a juvenile in this case.
Police did identify 17-year-old Willendrick Rucker, the driver, 18-year-old Tavon Standifer, and 19-year-old Mariah Thomas, who were arrested at the Walmart parking lot Monday afternoon.
Police said the four are suspected in the robbery of a pizza deliveryman last weekend in Norcross about 35 miles from Conyers.
"He was essentially ambushed and robbed of his keys and other things and the suspects took his vehicle at that point," said Sgt. Lucas.
She said the LPR on Thursday spotted another stolen car from Gwinnett County, leading to the arrest of some other teens.
"Everyday hot lists, is what they're called, are placed into the system. And when a set of numbers compares and matches something on a hot list we get an alert," said Sgt. Lucas.
In Daniel Kitchens' case, it was an alert which spurred him into action to take down a suspect involved in a dangerous game of chicken with cops at the Walmart parking lot.
"The disregard for everybody out just doing their everyday thing because there were people in the parking lot. There was they could have hit somebody," said Kitchens.
"I don't encourage folks to jump in the middle of a police chase, however this time it worked out well for everybody," said Sgt. Lucas.
Conyers police do not encourage people to take action like Kitchens did.
Source: FOX5 News