Truly
Allison’s boyfriend has a cat name “Truly”. Allison is allergic to cats. Joey loves truly, and he has become quite smitten with Allison as well so he has a real problem. Allison and Truly can’t be in the same place at the same time for very long before Allison’s eyes begin to turn red, water, itch, and eventually swell shut. She also sneezes, and her nose gets all stuffy.
Poor Joey, what’s a guy to do when the two loves of his life can’t be in the same room?
Never fear, the sightless wonder has a wonderful idea! I think we should start a prayer chain, praying for all of Truly’s fur to fall out. Then Allison and Truly could be best buds and Joey could have the best of both worlds! Doesn’t that sound like a great idea?!?
I guess there is the other alternative, to pray for Allison’s allergies to go away, but I think the idea of a hairless cat is much better.
Just think of it, no hairballs to clean up, no lint rolling the black pants with truly hair on them, no cat hair on your white clothes or your black ones…yes, a hairless cat would solve the problem for sure!
Pray away my friends pray away!
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Self-discipline
Hebrews 12:10, “Our fathers disciplined us for a little while as they thought best; but God disciplines us for our good, that we may share in his holiness.”
Self-discipline is so difficult to establish for me in some areas. Kids have it made and they don’t even know it. They have someone to set all the rules and boundaries for them…they don’t get to choose whether to eat a whole dozen donuts or not…their Mother sees to it that they eat what is healthy and adds just the right amount of “treats” so they don’t become fat or unhealthy. Kids don’t, or at least back in my day, have to be told to go out and exercise. We were always riding bikes, playing tag, football, baseball,
Kickball, jump rope, dodge ball, and all sorts of other active games. There were very few “fat” kids.
What has happened…I guess what has happened is the age of technology…this darn and yet blessed computer. It has both blessed and cursed our children’s generation. They now have the strongest fingers and eye muscles ever but their bodies are going to waste. I’m glad someone invented the Wi (sp). The first time I heard some talking about that, I thought they said “weed” and I said “you bought your child some marijuana?” Yes, I know, “it’s better to remain silent and be thought a fool then speak up and remove all doubt!” I definitely removed all doubt that day!
My self-discipline issues come with exercise…when my exercise partner doesn’t show up at the appointed hour of 5AM; it is so easy for me to just go back to bed. But…my BUTT shows the fact that I need the exercise and don’t need to go back to bed.
So…I finally quit letting my partners excuses be my excuses. I went out and bought a treadmill so I’d be ready if a day came and my partner didn’t show I’d just get on my own treadmill and walk. Well that day came this morning. I got up and got ready, did the normal stretching I do in preparation for my friends arrival. But she didn’t show. So I did some push ups, some squats, some more stretches…still no friend. Then I tell myself, “Lisa, that treadmill may be too noisy this early in the morning. It might wake Lee up and he needs his sleep. So, I did what all kind and thoughtful wives would do, I climbed back in bed and went to sleep!
When I woke up at 7AM, I felt rather guilty and decided to go and walk on that new treadmill. I turned the stereo up loud, on the Christian station, of course, and up the stairs I went. I turned on the machined that was so loud I couldn’t even hear the music. I took that as a sign that I needed to pray. I prayed for the entire 30 minutes I walked on the treadmill. It was a nice time I spent with God, getting this body in shape and talking with my Father. I asked for His help to be more disciplined in the future!
Today was a good day!
Hebrews 12:10, “Our fathers disciplined us for a little while as they thought best; but God disciplines us for our good, that we may share in his holiness.”
Self-discipline is so difficult to establish for me in some areas. Kids have it made and they don’t even know it. They have someone to set all the rules and boundaries for them…they don’t get to choose whether to eat a whole dozen donuts or not…their Mother sees to it that they eat what is healthy and adds just the right amount of “treats” so they don’t become fat or unhealthy. Kids don’t, or at least back in my day, have to be told to go out and exercise. We were always riding bikes, playing tag, football, baseball,
Kickball, jump rope, dodge ball, and all sorts of other active games. There were very few “fat” kids.
What has happened…I guess what has happened is the age of technology…this darn and yet blessed computer. It has both blessed and cursed our children’s generation. They now have the strongest fingers and eye muscles ever but their bodies are going to waste. I’m glad someone invented the Wi (sp). The first time I heard some talking about that, I thought they said “weed” and I said “you bought your child some marijuana?” Yes, I know, “it’s better to remain silent and be thought a fool then speak up and remove all doubt!” I definitely removed all doubt that day!
My self-discipline issues come with exercise…when my exercise partner doesn’t show up at the appointed hour of 5AM; it is so easy for me to just go back to bed. But…my BUTT shows the fact that I need the exercise and don’t need to go back to bed.
So…I finally quit letting my partners excuses be my excuses. I went out and bought a treadmill so I’d be ready if a day came and my partner didn’t show I’d just get on my own treadmill and walk. Well that day came this morning. I got up and got ready, did the normal stretching I do in preparation for my friends arrival. But she didn’t show. So I did some push ups, some squats, some more stretches…still no friend. Then I tell myself, “Lisa, that treadmill may be too noisy this early in the morning. It might wake Lee up and he needs his sleep. So, I did what all kind and thoughtful wives would do, I climbed back in bed and went to sleep!
When I woke up at 7AM, I felt rather guilty and decided to go and walk on that new treadmill. I turned the stereo up loud, on the Christian station, of course, and up the stairs I went. I turned on the machined that was so loud I couldn’t even hear the music. I took that as a sign that I needed to pray. I prayed for the entire 30 minutes I walked on the treadmill. It was a nice time I spent with God, getting this body in shape and talking with my Father. I asked for His help to be more disciplined in the future!
Today was a good day!
Friday, July 18, 2008
The funniest thing…
For those of you who know me…who have seen me…you know that I am…hummm, how do I say this? Well, let’s just say I could never get a job at “Hooters”. They wouldn’t even let me pick up an application…if you get my point.
When you hear the term “bustline” just think of the “line part and there you have me.
I was at work one day, minding my own business (for sure), and we were eating lunch. Well, they had us at these tables where the chairs were really low. Maybe a Childs chair or something. So my friend/co-worker, is sitting across from me eating her lunch and grumbling about spilling things on her “endowment fund”. I have never seen my friend, remember, I’m blind…so I innocently ask, “What are you talking about?” She proceeds to tell me, “these chairs are so low, that my endowment fund is almost sitting on the table and every crumb that falls lands right on top”. I apparently am looking a little puzzled because another one of our co-workers, pipes up and says, “Lisa, She could work at Hooters””
I just laugh and say well, I could never work there, as I look down in the direction of my lap. My friend says “Yeah, you could only get a job at the Make a Wish Foundation”!
What would we do without such good friends to keep us humble???
I don’t know why God make me this way but He did so I shall thank Him for His handiwork. The world would be boring if everyone was the same. I thank God for our differences for we are all beautiful in our own way and all beautiful in God’s eye’s for He created us!
Have a beautiful day…look in the mirror and thank God for the unique way he designed you!
Much love,
Lisa, the no bustline but feeling fine one!
For those of you who know me…who have seen me…you know that I am…hummm, how do I say this? Well, let’s just say I could never get a job at “Hooters”. They wouldn’t even let me pick up an application…if you get my point.
When you hear the term “bustline” just think of the “line part and there you have me.
I was at work one day, minding my own business (for sure), and we were eating lunch. Well, they had us at these tables where the chairs were really low. Maybe a Childs chair or something. So my friend/co-worker, is sitting across from me eating her lunch and grumbling about spilling things on her “endowment fund”. I have never seen my friend, remember, I’m blind…so I innocently ask, “What are you talking about?” She proceeds to tell me, “these chairs are so low, that my endowment fund is almost sitting on the table and every crumb that falls lands right on top”. I apparently am looking a little puzzled because another one of our co-workers, pipes up and says, “Lisa, She could work at Hooters””
I just laugh and say well, I could never work there, as I look down in the direction of my lap. My friend says “Yeah, you could only get a job at the Make a Wish Foundation”!
What would we do without such good friends to keep us humble???
I don’t know why God make me this way but He did so I shall thank Him for His handiwork. The world would be boring if everyone was the same. I thank God for our differences for we are all beautiful in our own way and all beautiful in God’s eye’s for He created us!
Have a beautiful day…look in the mirror and thank God for the unique way he designed you!
Much love,
Lisa, the no bustline but feeling fine one!
Thursday, July 3, 2008
Let Freedom Reign...
Let Freedom Reign…
As I reflect on Independence Day, I am thankful for so many things! Thankful for the freedom I have just by being an American citizen…thankful for the Freedom I have as a follower of Christ, knowing I am saved by grace and grace alone!
I’m thankful for the independence I’ve gained from learning the skills taught at the Rehabilitation Center for the Blind in Raleigh, NC…for my teachers there and their commitment to enabling every blind person the opportunity to regain their independence after vision loss.
I’m thankful for the freedom to choose to live a life of independence and the privilege to help others make that same choice.
I’m thankful for all those who have gone before me and made a way for me to walk this road of freedom, independence, and grace. What an honor to walk in your footprints…to follow your legacy and to hopefully leave a legacy of my own that others can follow toward greater independence and freedom. Freedom not only from enemies that seek to destroy us, but from enemies that lie with in our hearts…hidden sins, addictions, failures, shames, poor choices, unforgiveness and so much more. We have Christ who gives us the grace, mercy and peace needed to make the right choices, seek forgiveness, take chances, make a new start, and begin to live and walk in His footprints, follow His legacy…for then, we can not fail and it is then we find the ultimate true Freedom and Independence!
Happy Independence Day my friends in Christ!
Lisa, the sightless but oh so free one!
As I reflect on Independence Day, I am thankful for so many things! Thankful for the freedom I have just by being an American citizen…thankful for the Freedom I have as a follower of Christ, knowing I am saved by grace and grace alone!
I’m thankful for the independence I’ve gained from learning the skills taught at the Rehabilitation Center for the Blind in Raleigh, NC…for my teachers there and their commitment to enabling every blind person the opportunity to regain their independence after vision loss.
I’m thankful for the freedom to choose to live a life of independence and the privilege to help others make that same choice.
I’m thankful for all those who have gone before me and made a way for me to walk this road of freedom, independence, and grace. What an honor to walk in your footprints…to follow your legacy and to hopefully leave a legacy of my own that others can follow toward greater independence and freedom. Freedom not only from enemies that seek to destroy us, but from enemies that lie with in our hearts…hidden sins, addictions, failures, shames, poor choices, unforgiveness and so much more. We have Christ who gives us the grace, mercy and peace needed to make the right choices, seek forgiveness, take chances, make a new start, and begin to live and walk in His footprints, follow His legacy…for then, we can not fail and it is then we find the ultimate true Freedom and Independence!
Happy Independence Day my friends in Christ!
Lisa, the sightless but oh so free one!
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
Blogger Snob…
So, I’m thinking that everyone is thinking that I’m a “blogger snob”! You see, I can read everyone else’s blogs, and they are great…but I can’t reply or leave a comment on their blogs. So, they assume I’m a “blogger snob”. I mean, why wouldn’t I want to comment on their awesome blogs? I would love to. I have so many wonderful comments running through my mind and would love to share them with the blogger world, but I am shut off due to my frustrating assistive technology! If you are new to my blog, I’m totally blind and use a talking software program called “JAWS”. Well, “JAWS” and I sometimes just don’t get along. He has a mind of his own and won’t cooperate with me and my wishes.
I’ve tried to find another blind blogger, but so far, no luck! So, in the meantime…I will go on being a “blogger snob” in the eyes of the sighted world.
If anyone out there can help me figure out how to leave a comment on someone else’s blog, give me a shout for I hate being a snob! It just tarnishes my halo, which is already in need of some major polishing and dent repair as it is!
Happy blogging to you anyway!
Lisa…the not really snobby, blogger!
So, I’m thinking that everyone is thinking that I’m a “blogger snob”! You see, I can read everyone else’s blogs, and they are great…but I can’t reply or leave a comment on their blogs. So, they assume I’m a “blogger snob”. I mean, why wouldn’t I want to comment on their awesome blogs? I would love to. I have so many wonderful comments running through my mind and would love to share them with the blogger world, but I am shut off due to my frustrating assistive technology! If you are new to my blog, I’m totally blind and use a talking software program called “JAWS”. Well, “JAWS” and I sometimes just don’t get along. He has a mind of his own and won’t cooperate with me and my wishes.
I’ve tried to find another blind blogger, but so far, no luck! So, in the meantime…I will go on being a “blogger snob” in the eyes of the sighted world.
If anyone out there can help me figure out how to leave a comment on someone else’s blog, give me a shout for I hate being a snob! It just tarnishes my halo, which is already in need of some major polishing and dent repair as it is!
Happy blogging to you anyway!
Lisa…the not really snobby, blogger!
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