Four things
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
1. When making decisions, ask yourself what you’ll wish you would’ve done in hindsight. Another thing is to figure out what you’d say to a friend asking for advice. I wish I would’ve thought of this earlier. I’m much better with other people’s lives.
2. TSA would be better off confiscating the razor and haircutting shears from the foreign guy in front of me than taking away toothpaste from a suburban mom. Also, I would like to thank them for the compliment, “You don’t look like your driver’s license.”
3. Over the years, I’ve been told a few times that I am naïve and sheltered. I own rental units and my mother used our childhood home as a halfway house for her jail ministry. Hello. While we’re talking about it, I think it’s easier if you put your baggage in the closet instead of carrying it around with you your whole life.
4. Whenever we pray the Lord’s Prayer, I always skip the part, “Forgive us our debts as we forgive our debtors.” I don’t want God to forgive me the same way I forgive others. But not praying that doesn’t release me from the obligation to do so.
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Funny, but true!
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Comment by Kristin (May 7, 2008 @ 12:57 pm )
Oh so good. All of them. I could probably come up with a list of my own little tid-bits. Thanks!
Comment by girlwithmoxy (May 7, 2008 @ 1:46 pm )
On the subject of #1, my dad’s best advice was always, “What do you think you’ll wish you’d done, 20 years from now.” Hm.
Comment by Rocks In My Dryer (May 7, 2008 @ 2:28 pm )
4. Consider whether your children will rise up and call you blessed some day given the outcome of your decision….. ack. Sanctification is so hard.
Comment by Lyn (May 7, 2008 @ 2:38 pm )
This is so wrong on so many levels.
I just wrote my brother about how I can’t move on from the horrible things that my parents and/or family did to me. I just can’t.
Then I come here and read your post. Points 3 and 4 really stunned me. As if God sent me here to say “Hey! Get over it!”. I am not saying that I will get over it but I do think that while I am praying tonight when I get into bed, I will ask God if it is really time to move on. And if it is, I pray for His help to do so.
Thanks Amy. I appreciate your writings more than you know, even when they hurt.
Comment by Mrs. Damian Garcia (May 8, 2008 @ 12:09 am )
I must wholeheartedly concur with numbers 2 and 3 …
When your five month old baby gets pulled out of line for a more detailed search at the airport, you realize that all this talk of beefing up national security has taken a wrong turn somewhere.
As for the “childhood home” stories … well, I’ll just say again … I concur. And keep the baggage neatly tucked away!
Comment by emily (May 8, 2008 @ 2:17 am )
emily, My kids got the flag once in 2004, and they had to empty out their Tigger backpacks and do the whole pat down thing. And the guy in front of me on Monday–Middle Eastern with a razor and shears. He laughed at me for my toothpaste and we talked about the absurdity of it while he showed me his blades.
Mrs. DMG, I try to keep things light here, but life is not like that. Families are complicated and forgiveness is hard. The hard things, like forgiveness, are what define us as the people who follow the cross. I find Jesus’ words difficult, but my children need a mother worth emulating, and I found that my inability to face the music affects them as well. Over the years, I’ve learned that sometimes you just decide to do something, whether or not the feelings follow. I don’t know. I’m not one to say “follow me” as much as I need to point out “don’t do what I did.”
Comment by Amy Scott (May 8, 2008 @ 9:58 am )