BITTERNESS

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BITTERNESS

The Litmus Bitterness Test

How forgiving are you? Need to inject some kindness in your heart? Take this test to find out.

1) Your neighbor lets his dog poop on your yard, plays loud music every night, and lets his kids throw rocks at your brand new car. Later, the parents question why you haven’t been waving back lately. Do you unleash the wrath of hell upon them, or smile and pretend nothing is wrong?

2) Your spouse did something to tick you off-twenty years ago. Do you still remember every exact detail?

3) You have unresolved issues in your past. When’s the last time you forgave yourself?

Bitterness is you drinking poison, and expecting someone else to die. I heard this many years ago, but I haven’t always heeded that wise counsel.

For this Good Friday, it was time to change. Our neighbors have always treated my family like an unwanted step-child. After many attempts to connect, we always came up empty. Over the years, I cemented my heart and drank the poison that eventually led to the vicious hope of them dying. But they weren’t dying. I was.

Just like the puppy in the picture, I decided to go with head down to each neighbor and ask if I had offended them in any way. And if I had, “I wanted to apologize for being a jerk.”

Out of the four families, all accepted my apology-except one. The husband in the fourth family, despite his wife’s sincere tears, kept his jaws locked and his eyes aloof.

Right away, the vile drink of hate churned in my stomach.  But I remembered the scripture in 1 Corinthians 6:7-Why not just accept the injustice and leave it at that? Why not let yourselves be cheated?

I did feel cheated. I had envisioned everyone would be open and forgiving too. But I would not guzzle down the bitter brew. What I truly realized is forgiveness has nothing to do with the other person’s acceptance. I took my leave. And I vowed in my heart to never let anything or anyone force me down that road again.

Grudges hold too many people hostage. Let your heart be unchained from the weight of bitterness. Tell us your story of forgiveness for this Good Friday in the comments below.

Bullied to Death

 

Have you ever been bullied?  How bad was it?  Did it ever stop?  In the movie Bully, for some, it ended in tragedy.

The victims and their parent’s pleas to the school for help met with failure.

With the parents hands tied and the bullied kid all alone at school, the consequences were unimaginable.

What is a kid to do when some heartless jerk stabs him with a pencil, punches him repeatedly, and calls him ungodly names?  For one, he found peaceful escape in being a loner, until the bullies came knocking.

“Violence begets violence.” I agree. Somewhat.

When I was thirteen, two bullies harassed me and a girl who sat next to me. She finally broke down one day and wet her pants to the amusement of those fools. Fed up with their insults, I kicked the crap out of both boys. No more bullies for her or me. Period!

It was so worth the two-week suspension.

Am I advocating violence? No, I’m not. What I am advising is that people need to find ways to protect themselves from abuse.

Bullying can be as silent and as deadly as a venomous snake. Listen to the non-verbal cries for help:

  • Unexplained minor bruises, such as small scratches
  • Moodiness toward parents
  • Aggressiveness toward younger siblings

But are you a bully yourself? Do you…

  • Rule your house with an iron fist?
  • Spank or beat your child? There is a difference.
  • Allow your children to make mistakes?
  • Confuse aggressiveness with assertiveness?

As a parent, I know how difficult it is raising and protecting children. But as challenging as it is for us, it’s even more difficult for our children to learn how to protect themselves.

Remember, if we stand together, we can stomp out this senseless crime.

Share your bully stories in the comments below. Let us know how you survived.

Remembering Our Soldiers – Good Friday

 

No one, other than those brave young soldiers and their families will ever truly know the nightmarish hell of war. We owe a debt to them that can never be repaid. Every U.S. citizen has their luxuries today because these men have answered their call to duty.

For my Good Friday, I called the Veterans of Foreign Wars Post and asked if they would accept our offer to buy lunch for today. “Yes,” came a voice over the phone, “we’ll be honored.”  I wanted to tell each man face to face how much I appreciate their service to our country.

When we arrived at the post, the same woman I had spoken to earlier greeted us. “I told them you were coming.” She introduced us to a group of about seven men at a poker table.

“Hello, my named is Paul. My family and I wanted to buy you lunch today. We just wanted to say thank you all for your service to our country.”

Each man stood up without hesitation and shook our hands. I struggled to fight back tears; they were so gracious. It was like shaking hands with celebrities. To me, they are more important than any superstar I could ever meet.

 

 

 

 

 

There Is No Tomorrow!

On March 02, 2012, I drove a stake through the heart of the beast Tomorrow.

As a family we wrote short stories with the hope of one day publishing them. For years our hard work languished in flash drives and drawers.

On that morning, I was fed up. With determination burning inside me, I gathered the family and said, “No matter what,  this week we’re going to write a whole new short story collection and publish it next Friday on Smashwords. Period!”

In that week, every conceivable and inconceivable thing that could go wrong did go wrong. People we hadn’t heard from in years called; both cars broke down; we butted heads with neighbors, and family spats suddenly increased. However, this time we would not let the dream assassins win. This time we would not be denied.

On March 09, 2012 we released our first book-Poies: A New Beginning. Two weeks later, we went through hell again and eventually released Swan Song.

Gone forever was the beast Tomorrow.

Slay your tomorrow beast just like Rocky did. Battle that monster, and you will emerge victorious.

Check out the book trailer for Swan Song and Poies: A New Beginning.

Best Friends Forever!

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My wife is my best friend. She deserves more than I, or this life could ever offer. And yet, she fell in love with me.  I’ll never understand how a guy like me wound up with an angel like her. All I can say is THANK YOU LORD! And thank you my one and only!

A few days ago, I hurried out to our backyard and cut some roses she wanted. Sent the kids off to school, started her bath, and made breakfast. Her meal included hash browns, her favorite.

For the rest of the day, whatever my angel wanted or needed, I was there at her beckoning call.

Tell Cop A Squat about your Good Friday!

Does Size Matter?


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No, not that.

When it comes to eBooks, the answer is a resounding “NO!”

There is a belief that books have to be of a high page count to really be worth reading.

That’s nonsense! And those who perpetuate that lie are robing you of living your real life. Books with countless pages are often times pumped with so much filler they make a hot dog look wholesome.

How many times have you purchased one of these clunkers with high hopes of truly being entertained? Long before you force yourself to its disappointing conclusion you feel your blood boil.

“Another twenty-five dollars for a book that wasn’t good.”  And there’s no place for it on your overcrowded shelves.

A 400 (or more) page novel often taunts its readers: “My bloated book is more important than your life. Let me steal you away from your family and friends. Help me make my dreams come true while I rob you of yours.”

Short stories are vastly different. They tell the story faster and better. (For example, check out Swan Song at http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/146704 it’s less than 2500 words, but it packs a powerful punch.) Short stories writers spend time with you, not steal time from you. This way, you have more time to work on your treasures.

When you get those precious few hours to yourself, do you want to spend all of it reading about empty characters when you can be living the life you desire?

This cautionary plea goes out to all aspiring writers with the hopes of becoming a better writer by reading other long-winded writers. STOP. You will become a better writer by writing. Period.

Unleash that novel of respectable size that’s locked inside your head. Or that new movie idea that’s sure to be a hit- if you can just get to it. Then you’ll breathe that full breath that you haven’t breathed in a very long time. Don’t let your death clock run out by wasting time on fluffed writing. Better get going.

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JUST SAYIN’

Good Friday on Good Friday

Hello, everyone. I hope today you are enjoying our second Good Friday on this Good Friday.  Sadly, for many in Texas, Tuesday’s storm has taken a toll on many people, especially those living in Arlington, Kennedale, Lancaster, and Forney, the hardest hit of the areas. 

So, for our Good Friday, I loaded up the family and headed for Texas to do whatever we could to help.  When we got there, we found the devastated areas blocked and guarded by local police. Not even the residents in those spots were allowed back in until Wednesday, with temporary passes.  Permanent passes were granted on Thursday to those residents. 

We wanted to help, even though it seemed like we wouldn’t get the chance. So, we went shopping and bought food and toiletries for the nearest shelter, promising to return with more.

Please say a prayer for these storm victims-they absolutely need it. 


Swan Song

You look at her. Wow, how fast she’s grown. Her yesterdays seem so long ago.

Now she’s become a young woman right before your eyes.

You love her so much-you would tear out your own heart to save her. No one on earth loves her as much or as deeply as you.

However, does she know how much you care?

Have you made every effort to make her feel loved?  Or let her express her love for you?

If not, are you willing to change?

For Maggie, change may come too late.

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Purchase Swan Song Here.

Just In

Hello, I hope everyone enjoyed our first Good Friday.

Also, check out Justin’s Peanut Butter Cups, usually sold at Whole Foods Market. The dark chocolate ones are vegan and gluten free. A word of caution: they’re very additive. You have been warned.

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Top Ten Reasons Why I Love Sweet Dark Chocolate

1. It’s chocolate-it helps keep me sane.

2. It’s a great reward after a very long walk.

3. The very smell of it makes my mouth water.

4. As a gift, it’s always the perfect fit.

5. It goes well with other tasty treats, like peanut butter (see above picture).

6. Watching my kids eating dark chocolate bunnies on Easter morning: priceless.

7. The last bite. So sad, but sooo good.

8. Red wine and sweet dark chocolate. Need I say more?

9. Finding a hidden bite-size piece I tucked away on the pantry’s top shelf.

10. While in Paris, my wife and I visited every chocolatier in the one mile radius. Every time I eat chocolate it reminds me of that moment.

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Just Sayin.’