Category: Life
I have to say — that angers me.
To start with, there’s nothing ‘freeing’ about strangling yourself with a belt. In fact, as far as I know, there’s only one true freedom:
Therefore if the Son makes you free, you shall be free indeed. John 8:36
Mother Theresa said this herself:
There is such terrible darkness within me, as if everything was dead… I do not know how deeper will this trial go—how much pain and suffering it will bring to me. This does not worry me any more. I leave this to Him as I leave everything else. Let Him do with me whatever He wants as He wants for as long as He wants if my darkness is light to some soul…
I’m not making light of depression. I’m not disqualifying emotions, chemical imbalances, or anything of that sort. What I’m saying is that Robin Williams was a man who lived his life with a gift that he used to bring joy to others suffered so much that he felt he could no longer live another second in this world, and in that horrible way of social media his death is being glorified and touted as “freedom”.
Why is that? Why are there no exceptions? Why is the military’s insurance company mandated to harm the military its supposed to serve?
The day we got to Quantico, I took the boys to the commissary. Up one aisle and down the other, I heard a running stream of commercials from Scott.
“Ants are hard to kill. Raid kills bugs dead. It’s a family company.”
You heard me. I had an entire week — AT HOME — ALONE.
How many wives and mothers of young children long to be able to say something like that?
This morning, I received an invite to an “all day online party”. Basically, instead of getting together, socially, with a bunch of friends and friends of friends, I just have this in my “social media calendar”, and on that day I potentially go and order, and that “host” gets the “hostess” points and gets her free gifts.
Pin ItSo, the other day, I had a BAD headache. Bad. I spent the day in bed. I also suffered the day with heart palpitations. The next day, my blood pressure was 160/110. That’s WAY.TOO.HIGH. I don’t know if the headache caused the blood pressure or if the blood pressure caused the headache. Either way, that’s too high.
It was BRILLIANT. It was FUNNY. It was PROFOUND.
Here is your mission this Mother’s Day weekend:
Go see this movie.
You will NOT be sorry.
I had an immediate knee-jerk thought of, “I don’t really do that much,” but the words never really made it past my lips. Because, I really have a lot on my plate. So, the answer to her, “I don’t really know how you do it all,” is simply this: organization, delegation, and understanding limits.
