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see the video of him when he is mad.lolmaybe they should have locked him in a boat on the ocean or a river
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see the video of him when he is mad.lolmaybe they should have locked him in a boat on the ocean or a river
You leave my grammy out of this.those who have poor grammar...
oh you mean grandma? yeah fair enough tooYou leave my grammy out of this.
Wait wait wait....There are two kinds of people in this world. The optimist and the pessimist
The optimist has hope in their heart but the pessimst never gets disappointed.
A bit of both.which one are you Tessa?
Yes, here qualifying for the kind who struggle with math.I always heard that there were three kinds of people...
Those good at math
And
Those who struggle with math.
Appropriate Self Concern sounds good to me. I was considered a "little soldier" during W.W. II as had to stay home alone for a few hours until my mom got off work at a War Aide Depot. And so when a newspaper article was written about her job and my older siblings who were both serving in military overseas..I was mentioned in that article as a brave "little soldier".. Granted those were tough times, but it was not good to be alone even for two hours week day afternoons when I got out of school and my mom got home. And I was far from even being able to be a brave "little soldier." The next door neighbor was to look after me (but wasn't with me in my house) if I needed anything but I didn't know her very well and was too shy to go next door and ask her for anything. (I never did) A huge storm came up and I ran out of the house in the midst of lightning and thunder and heavy rain all the way to the corner. The neighbor yelled after me but let me go until I came back home and came to my senses. I was six years old and it took me many years to get healed and over this incident and past my fear of storms. Now I am not adversely affected by storms and even by the sound of thunder even when I am alone which these days is most of the time since I am a widow with underlying conditions in my 80's. The Lord did set me free....I actually like the rain.Your post was hilarious, but on a serious note I try to avoid the concept of all or nothing. I started out mute when it came to the bad things happening. At my brother's funeral when I was 12 someone referred to me as a "brave little soldier." So I turned being stoic into an art form.
At some point I flipped and started feeling sorry for myself. I found some comfort in that and within a few years I was addicted to self-pity.
Then I joined AA and they told me to be optimistic so I tried this. The problem is I was stuffing my pain and it was about to cause me a nervous breakdown.
So I just want to give a shout out to the middle ground. I call it processing our problems:
Talk, write, feel, let go, forgive, move on.
So I do complain, but I don't hold on to my complaint for dear life and I mostly complain to God and not those around me. Only God can fix things not my husband or friends.
They talk a lot in AA about self-pity versus optimism so I decided to give a name to the middle ground. Appropriate Self Concern.
There is an AA joke I always liked about this. Poor me. Poor me. Pour me another drink. LOL
Can we all get along.
Yes, here qualifying for the kind who struggle with math.
I can absolutely relate to that as I was left alone at home many times and the neighbors looked after me, being too young to be left that way. I was locked out of the house during an intense thunderstorm when I was about 5 years old. My mother only opened the door when my screaming got so loud she became afraid the neighbors would hear me. Decades later......I too like the rain.Appropriate Self Concern sounds good to me. I was considered a "little soldier" during W.W. II as had to stay home alone for a few hours until my mom got off work at a War Aide Depot. And so when a newspaper article was written about her job and my older siblings who were both serving in military overseas..I was mentioned in that article as a brave "little soldier".. Granted those were tough times, but it was not good to be alone even for two hours week day afternoons when I got out of school and my mom got home. And I was far from even being able to be a brave "little soldier." The next door neighbor was to look after me (but wasn't with me in my house) if I needed anything but I didn't know her very well and was too shy to go next door and ask her for anything. (I never did) A huge storm came up and I ran out of the house in the midst of lightning and thunder and heavy rain all the way to the corner. The neighbor yelled after me but let me go until I came back home and came to my senses. I was six years old and it took me many years to get healed and over this incident and past my fear of storms. Now I am not adversely affected by storms and even by the sound of thunder even when I am alone which these days is most of the time since I am a widow with underlying conditions in my 80's. The Lord did set me free....I actually like the rain.
I can absolutely relate to that as I was left alone at home many times and the neighbors looked after me, being too young to be left that way. I was locked out of the house during an intense thunderstorm when I was about 5 years old. My mother only opened the door when my screaming got so loud she became afraid the neighbors would hear me. Decades later......I too like the rain.
I can absolutely relate to that as I was left alone at home many times and the neighbors looked after me, being too young to be left that way. I was locked out of the house during an intense thunderstorm when I was about 5 years old. My mother only opened the door when my screaming got so loud she became afraid the neighbors would hear me. Decades later......I too like the rain.
Your wife calls you HUMBLE SOUL???Those that complain and those that don't.
And those that don't are expected to listen to those that do.
I am a highly experienced and talented complainer. My wife is a skilled listener. But the other day, she said....
"humble Soul. I am tired of listening to your complaints. Find someone else to complain to."
So I came on to the Internet. this Christian Forum. And fortunately there are lots of skilled non complainers who are ready to embrace me despite my tendency to walk on the dark side.
God loves me too. Praise the Lord! Complainers can make it to heaven. Hooray! Hoopla ! Hoopla! the circus is in town! I can be myself and God said: "I don't mind. But if you could just tone it down a bit. I have boundaries too you know!'
My brother says that if you don't expect anything...There are two kinds of people in this world. The optimist and the pessimist
The optimist has hope in their heart but the pessimst never gets disappointed.