Posted on Wednesday, April 23, 2014
in Relational, Values
Most people have blind spots. I do. You do.
This week on mysilentscream.com we’re looking at a few common blind spots.
The classic blind spot is the justification, “Do as I say, not as I do.” The person or persons believe that the rules should apply to other people.
That must be how, as one woman pointed out, “There are countries that enforce strict ‘puritanical’ laws – no drinking, no parties, no intermingling males and females etc. Yet, members of the ruling class have their lavish parties, lots of alcohol and women etc etc. Is that hypocritical?” 1
Posted on Tuesday, April 22, 2014
“BEEEEEP!” screamed someone’s car horn.
“Was that directed at me?” I asked myself.
It happened again last week.
I had done nothing wrong.
I hate when someone honks their horn at me rudely.
On the other hand, sometimes I’m in the wrong.
More than once, despite my best intentions I try to drive my car into an open traffic lane only to have someone wisely interrupt me with a well-deserved warning, “BEEEEEP!”
I was the rude one. I did not properly consider the possibility of a blind spot.
Last week a snowfall dumped ten inches of snow in our yard, driveway and on our streets. Many mysilentscream readers need no explanation, but allow me to explain for the rest. 1
When snow falls in urban areas, especially when snow falls in large amounts during weekdays, life continues. It may continue at a crawl, but people need to get home from school or work. They take the bus home, commute home, or drive home; they need to get home.
And, last week cars, buses, and trucks did what they do; they transported. They also compacted the freshly-fallen snow.
I’m turning 50 this week.
I’m not yet fifty — it’s just one day away — but I thought I’d lead you through my journey, and maybe you’ll learn a thing or two that will help you on your journey.
Alone, But Not
You know how it is when you feel less alone when someone else can understand your pain?
There are days when I live like a practical atheist.
Not that I don’t care about God, but that I don’t even think about God.
Posted on Friday, March 5, 2010
in Beyond Whatever Promos, Spiritual
Angry, depressed and lonely describes most of my teen years. If I had given up as a teen I would never have known most of you. I would never have come out of the basement. I would never have come to enjoy my parents, made lifelong friends, found hope or gotten to know God.
I felt so unworthy. Ever felt that way? I was smart but “stupid”. I was gifted but misguided. In my anger and angst I would make foolish and hurtful decisions. Those decisions would make my life harder. Leading, of course, to more anger and angst. Building one upon the other anger became bitterness and angst became depression.