Could this be true?

So, many times in class, we discuss what it takes to truly forgive someone.  There's debate over whether there has to be something active involved or whatever.  I find that I don't totally disagree with this picture.  It makes me laugh just a little bit.

Everyday Life

I'm finding reference to forgiveness in everyday life now. It's come up at work a lot lately. A coworker that you have to see every day (provided that person deigns to bless us with their presence for a full work day/week) who has little regard for how their selfish actions affect others is hard to deal with and even to forgive. Seniority has its place and its advantages but don't abuse it. Teamwork is the key and you're not being a team player. Yes, I have a ways to go before forgiveness can be achieved.

What is Forgiveness? (and, back in the saddle)

So, I'm back - again.  This time it's in order to actually be accountable in my Capstone class for school.  This is my last semester...my last three classes...the end.  As the professor for this class said, I'm on the 23 year plan.  Yes, it has taken me 23 years to get my degree.  For a while, I really had no intention of finishing.  But thanks to my wonderful boss, he told me it would be in my best interest to have my degree for advancement purposes.  Well, who can argue with that?  So now, 9 full classes later (including the dreaded dummy math and the loathsomely unnecessary music appreciation [because my 30 credit hours of music performance apparently don't count]), I'm at the end.  And boy, what a doozy of a semester this is likely to be.  Very, very labor and time intensive.  But I can do it.  I can see the light at the end of the tunnel.

So, to get this started, Dr. Lewis has posed the question:  What is forgiveness?

Forgiveness is letting go of a real or perceived wrong done to you.  I say real or perceived because there are times when one THINKS they've been wronged but they really weren't.  And, of course, there are times when the wrong is really real.  How does one let go?  Do they have to physically/verbally tell the wrongdoer that they're forgiven?  Does forgetfulness of the wrong count as forgiveness of the wrong?  I don't think so.  The wrongdoer doesn't know you've forgotten about the wrong.  They can assume, but they can't know.

I'll probably expound upon this more in coming weeks.  This is what I have for now.

Dreamy Whites Giveaway

I'm just now getting into wanting to do some kind of decorating in my house (the kind that doesn't involve stinky post-football practice socks, honey buns wrappers, and dead batteries lying around).  One place I'm dying to get to shop from is Dreamy Whites.  Today she's giving away a $250 gift certificate to her store Dreamy Whites Online!  Hooey!  I want this!  Badly!  So go shop!

Some Giveaways around the Web

First up is Rhoda from Southern Hospitality.  If you like shopping at HomeGoods, this is the giveaway for you!  Southern Hospitality

Another great giveaway is from a new blog I found (the blog isn't new, but I'm new to it) called Blue Creek Home.  She's in Alabama so it's always great to find local bloggers!




And a third giveaway is happening over at Molly Susan Strong for some fabulous Annie Sloan Chalkpaint.  I'm not really sure how all of this "adding buttons" thing works, but it appears the button has appeared.  That's good, right?
 

 

Memorial Day Weekend (AKA how to make lobster)

Yeah, I'm one of those moms who laughs at my kids' pain and anguish.  But they did it to themselves.  See?

THIS is why we only go one day a year.  Now, I did put sunscreen on them but all of this rolling around in the sand was counterproductive.  The one of the right?  He just needed some butter poured on him right then and there.  And he's supposed to go to Gulf Shores in 2 weeks with the youth at church.  Uh, yeah, right.  My baby up there at the top was M.I.S.E.R.A.B.L.E.  :(  They're all in much better spirits now. 

Memorial Day

So I've never been one to be overly sentimental about things like today.  But after seeing all of the tributes, I feel I should at least acknowledge the day.

This is a scrapbook page I made about 4 years ago (I can't find the pictures on my computer.).  In 2004 when we lived in Germany, Jason, Jacob, and Carson went with the scouts to Normandy, France to camp and have a wreath-laying ceremony at the American Cemetery.  Jason's grandfather and uncle are both buried there.

I know the past 10 years haven't been easy with Jason being in the Army, but we made it and I'm grateful for him, for our friends who are no longer active duty, and especially for our friends who are.