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Fear of being hurt. What do you hear in your new heart that God gave you through belief. And please always be aware of the possibility of being hurt or harmed, just not afraid of it.
For when you aware, you are prepared, So enjoy. Just be alert, not afraid
1 John 4:18 There is no fear in love; but perfect love casteth out fear: because fear hath torment. He that feareth is not made perfect in love.
And I tell you no one can discover new oceans without the courage to take their eye off the shore
For when you aware, you are prepared, So enjoy. Just be alert, not afraid
1 John 4:18 There is no fear in love; but perfect love casteth out fear: because fear hath torment. He that feareth is not made perfect in love.
And I tell you no one can discover new oceans without the courage to take their eye off the shore
Mornin'
The nice thing about a buzz cut is not having to worry about bed hair. Maybe, I should have slept earlier. Oddly enough sleeping later didn't stop me from waking up at the same time. But I guess that's good. I needed this new sleep schedule for work next week. Well, hopefully, I still got that job. If I know the boss man, I may still have the job. A double check might be a suitable thing to do.
I really hate waking up. Some days the process is easier then others. Looks like today is going to be one of those days where I'm in need of a nap. That seems pretty pointless to point out. Pointless to point out. Sounds like a song or a band. I need a new guitar. I really want that Fender I keep eyeing. I still need more money if I want it. More money. More money. More money. More money. Money-money-money-money. I hate big purchases. I don't like spending a wallets amount of cash on something so trivial. But, I need a new guitar to keep me sane. My right arm actually misses that over hug. I'm not sure if a Fender will do that, but hopefully it will sound better then that Ashbury I had. The last three strings never sounded right to me. In any case, I just need something to strum and call my own. The major plusage is that it's an electric acoustic. If the tone is any good, it could provide a decent challenge for me to sing along with it. If I assume correctly the build and body may (or not) be bigger then that Ashbury. I wonder if it's anything like a dreadnaught.
I think I'm putting too much thought and time over some metal and wood. Sounds like the cats are up.
The nice thing about a buzz cut is not having to worry about bed hair. Maybe, I should have slept earlier. Oddly enough sleeping later didn't stop me from waking up at the same time. But I guess that's good. I needed this new sleep schedule for work next week. Well, hopefully, I still got that job. If I know the boss man, I may still have the job. A double check might be a suitable thing to do.
I really hate waking up. Some days the process is easier then others. Looks like today is going to be one of those days where I'm in need of a nap. That seems pretty pointless to point out. Pointless to point out. Sounds like a song or a band. I need a new guitar. I really want that Fender I keep eyeing. I still need more money if I want it. More money. More money. More money. More money. Money-money-money-money. I hate big purchases. I don't like spending a wallets amount of cash on something so trivial. But, I need a new guitar to keep me sane. My right arm actually misses that over hug. I'm not sure if a Fender will do that, but hopefully it will sound better then that Ashbury I had. The last three strings never sounded right to me. In any case, I just need something to strum and call my own. The major plusage is that it's an electric acoustic. If the tone is any good, it could provide a decent challenge for me to sing along with it. If I assume correctly the build and body may (or not) be bigger then that Ashbury. I wonder if it's anything like a dreadnaught.
I think I'm putting too much thought and time over some metal and wood. Sounds like the cats are up.
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This reminds me - a while back I was working on a roof - it was just open framing and we were putting in decking - and this poor guy that had been recently hired was working with me. I have to admit, I was yelling at him all day long. My patience wasn't what it should have been and his skill level wasn't either and it was the hottest part of the afternoon. So I was holding a sheet of plywood and got it into position and told him "alright stick it!" (or nail it). So he starts his tap tap tap tapping his hammer and missing the nail then bent it over then pulled it out and started another and tap tap tap and I exploded "STICK IT" I yelled "I CAN'T HOLD THIS THING ALL DAY". Then the guy suddenly screamed and his hammer went flying out of his hand and he fell on top of a wrafter and was hanging there slumped over and was sliding down. I reached over and grabbed him by his shirt collar with one hand and was holding the stupid plywood with the other wondering what to do next. I finally dragged him over to another part of the roof. The poor guy was having a grand mal seizure and I called emergency and he was so close to falling and/or not breathing and I was frantic (I thought he had died!). Then a few minutes later he just as suddenly was sitting up and talking with me. He didn't remember anything and when EMT arrived he didn't want to go with them.
I was so ashamed of myself because I knew that my being on his case all day (and I was relentless and obnoxious) caused his seizure - I know it did. Of course, he didn't tell anybody about his seizures, I think, because he needed a job. If he'd have fallen and really got hurt I don't think I could have forgiven myself on that.
Stress does play a role and any kind of seizure can be a horrible thing and my heart goes out to you arwen83.
I was so ashamed of myself because I knew that my being on his case all day (and I was relentless and obnoxious) caused his seizure - I know it did. Of course, he didn't tell anybody about his seizures, I think, because he needed a job. If he'd have fallen and really got hurt I don't think I could have forgiven myself on that.
Stress does play a role and any kind of seizure can be a horrible thing and my heart goes out to you arwen83.
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The relief of prayers being answered...nothing compares. Knowing that God is there, that He cares, that He wants to help, if we just ask. Sometimes, even if we don't think to ask. Lately, it's been like going through a check-list of fear/stress inducing things...and that list is getting smaller and smaller, because I realized, "D'oh! There IS someone who can get us through this!"
Thank you, Lord
Thank you, Lord
You completely missed that reference, bud. The anology of a storm at sea by which I've seen people cower or drown was the revealing of my inner workings, and the depths of being in who I am, how I operate, and the vast expanse of thoughts, feelings, and sacrifice in trying to learn as much as I can in an attempt to find the deeper truth and nature of reality, existence, and a plethora of other intricately crucial aspects in life.
Occasionally I open up to share a drop, splash, or even try to let people wade in a bit, but the results of full immersion have been...disappointing...at best.
Occasionally I open up to share a drop, splash, or even try to let people wade in a bit, but the results of full immersion have been...disappointing...at best.
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There is a lot of sass going on in the dining room right now. My roommate has friends over for a hair dying party. Her voice is very valley girl, loud and she has an obnoxious laugh. Her friend is a homosexual guy, with the very stereotypical tone and very sassy. And then there is me, this quiet roommate that was woken up from a nap, relaxing in her room wanting to eat but will have engage in pleasantries and be somewhat social -.-
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My dog went outside this morning and came back not able to walk on her back left leg. She's sleeping now, I will see how she's doing the next 24 hours and take her to the vet tomorrow if she's not back to normal. I'm really not sure what happened but something did and she's lame today.
When she was a puppy, I watched her bump her paw and break the bone between the paw and forearm. I used a piece of wood, as a splint, and gave her painkillers and it took a month for the bone to heal. She was 100%. I kept that splint on all the time for a month straight, changing it as necessary, but, this back leg injury, seems a little different. Her back legs are much more powerful than her front legs, she goes to the bathroom on her back legs stance and I am just not sure about this situation. praying that its just a simple bruise or light sprain and she will so signs of recovery when I let her walk again tomorrow morning. The Lord leads, I appreciate your prayers for my girl , she's 7, and, such a good friend, when they say dog is man's best friend, she certainly is .
When she was a puppy, I watched her bump her paw and break the bone between the paw and forearm. I used a piece of wood, as a splint, and gave her painkillers and it took a month for the bone to heal. She was 100%. I kept that splint on all the time for a month straight, changing it as necessary, but, this back leg injury, seems a little different. Her back legs are much more powerful than her front legs, she goes to the bathroom on her back legs stance and I am just not sure about this situation. praying that its just a simple bruise or light sprain and she will so signs of recovery when I let her walk again tomorrow morning. The Lord leads, I appreciate your prayers for my girl , she's 7, and, such a good friend, when they say dog is man's best friend, she certainly is .
Tomorrow I go to the visiting hours for the little blessing that went to be with Jesus Saturday/Sunday. They found nothing wrong with her, there was no physical reason she died. The Lord just decided to take her home...this has just hit me so hard. But even though I'm heartbroken, I'm putting my trust in God...He knows what He's doing.
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I carried my dog outside and set her down to go to the bathroom and she wouldn't go in the one spot I put her so she move 5 feet and went pee their then to do number 2 she thought she needed to walk across one grassy area in the weeds to another despite her hurt leg. I thought that was positive because if her leg was that hurt she would have done number 2 right close to where she did number 1 . We will see how she is in the morning, I gave her some aspirin for inflammation that must be there somewhere. She's a tough girl, she has not whimpered even once, hard to tell she's hurt except the way she limps.
God is good. His way's are true and best for us and He leads us, could be sprain or bone bruise but she didn't say anything when I felt on her hurt leg so nothing tender there. And if it was a tendon ruptured, she would not walk on hurt leg at all according to what a website said and it could still be a ligament issue too. If she doesn't show some improvement walking tomorrow I will take her to vet. It seems like one other time she was limp one day, but was hurt front leg, but, after a day, or, not even that, she was back to normal.
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She was hit by a car once, back five years ago when she was two. Someone came over to me after hitting her and said 'She just ran in front of the road and I hit her. She's probably hurt from that internallly. She hit the car pretty hard and the road outside my place at that time was a 4 lane 50mph speed limit, so, cars are moving pretty fast going past there.
She was still moving okay though and I said, 'Thanks for letting me know.'
I then watched her a few minutes and she started slowing down, completely. So, I took her and put her in a dog crate and was not sure what to do. I know, I know, I should have taken her to a vet then. but, I figured she was just dying and I was poorer than a churchmouse and I just figured that I would go run some errands and come back and she would have peacefully died. She , throughout this entire time, didn't even do as much as a wimper. She just was lying lifeless in that crate and I was sure she was going to die.
I came back in two hours and she was wagging her tail at me, thumping it against the side of the crate. I let her out and she bolted out, GOD AS NEW .
But, there's a reason she was good as new and in that mistyped word you can see that I was praying to God for healing for my girl when I put her in there, 'God, I love my dog, you gave me my dog, please, Lord, please. They will be done.'
God answers prayer.
God is good. His way's are true and best for us and He leads us, could be sprain or bone bruise but she didn't say anything when I felt on her hurt leg so nothing tender there. And if it was a tendon ruptured, she would not walk on hurt leg at all according to what a website said and it could still be a ligament issue too. If she doesn't show some improvement walking tomorrow I will take her to vet. It seems like one other time she was limp one day, but was hurt front leg, but, after a day, or, not even that, she was back to normal.
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She was hit by a car once, back five years ago when she was two. Someone came over to me after hitting her and said 'She just ran in front of the road and I hit her. She's probably hurt from that internallly. She hit the car pretty hard and the road outside my place at that time was a 4 lane 50mph speed limit, so, cars are moving pretty fast going past there.
She was still moving okay though and I said, 'Thanks for letting me know.'
I then watched her a few minutes and she started slowing down, completely. So, I took her and put her in a dog crate and was not sure what to do. I know, I know, I should have taken her to a vet then. but, I figured she was just dying and I was poorer than a churchmouse and I just figured that I would go run some errands and come back and she would have peacefully died. She , throughout this entire time, didn't even do as much as a wimper. She just was lying lifeless in that crate and I was sure she was going to die.
I came back in two hours and she was wagging her tail at me, thumping it against the side of the crate. I let her out and she bolted out, GOD AS NEW .
But, there's a reason she was good as new and in that mistyped word you can see that I was praying to God for healing for my girl when I put her in there, 'God, I love my dog, you gave me my dog, please, Lord, please. They will be done.'
God answers prayer.
This how I feel about my current clean-up proje-
jk
But yeah, I NEED to go through some more of my useless junk/stuff. As much as I value some it, I have come to grips that most of it isn't all that important. I just wish I could keep it and store my crap somewhere else.
But as a process, I have to boil down to the bear minimum. I got too much clutter. (Even though it ain't personally bothering me)
