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Written by Mary Beth
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Sunday, July 17, 2011 |
And I thought technology was hard to keep up with!
Whoooo duh thunk, last night, as I planked the night away that today it'd be old school.
Apparently, there's a new bird on the block. Planking? It's probably for sissies. Go for "owling".
Or I suppose you could grab a friend and mix the two like these fellas did.
Whoooo's your planker?
- it's blahg! mb
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Written by Mary Beth
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Saturday, July 16, 2011 |
Some time ago I heard about a new sport.
It seemed silly, but later I discovered that there is a website devoted to it. I sat in stunned silence. I thought, "are you serious?" It showed pictures of people doing this all over the world and in the most unusual places.
When I first heard about it I thought it was just some childish plank, a ridiculous trend that would soon pass off the scene.
I thought, "What the plank is going on here?!" The crazy thing? The word "plank" kept finding it's way into my conversations. "You're such a little planker." "Plank! That's cool!" Instead of "Dude!" I found myself saying, "Plank!"
I guess it couldn't be helped. I was sucked in. There was nothing I could do to stop it. I knew what i needed to do. I realized I, too, must plank. The question was "where and when?" And then it hit me . . . my natural habitat.
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If only 45 minutes ago I had just shut off the computer and read a book instead of going to It's Almost Naptime!! and hearing about this, all of it could have been avoided.
I. Want. My. Life. Baaaack!
Warning! Be sure to wear appropriate safety gear when attempting this.

Notice: No raisins were harmed in the performance of this feat.
- it's blahg! mb
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Written by Mary Beth
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Thursday, June 30, 2011 |
I intend to use the words; trial(s), storm(s), and weekend(s) interchangeably. You've been forewarned.
Savor the weekend. Try not to think about "Monday" for it will come. Be content in the now.
Over the past several years our family has been through many trials. Storms, really. Some excrutiating moments. There were times in the storm when it felt like one wave after another crashed down on my already beaten soul. Wounds so deep and painful I wasn't sure know how to survive another drip of water.
God is good all of the time. No matter what.
This post isn't to re-hash the trials. The stories of deep pain. Moments of wondering how I was supposed to breathe.
It's about being content in the calm of the storms. Being content during the weekends. Being content when things feel good.
About thirty minutes ago I came up with a new analogy for some of the journey we have been on. One that helps me to understand my job right now. It so fits.
Weekends.
There was a time when I absolutely hated a job (or two or three) so much that my weekends were ruined because I dreaded Mondays. Ruined, I tell you. I could.not enjoy my weekends. Miserable fact.
I, eventually, ended up having employment that I did not mind and some I even enjoyed. As far as weekends go . . . that was blissful because I didn't mind going back to work on Mondays. Therefore, I didn't spend many moments of my weekends dreading Mondays.
Over the past many years God graciously gave some calms in the storms but I feared the next waves. Fearful for when the next wave crashed upon me that I might break under it's force.
It was difficult to enjoy the calm.
The Bible tells us that we are to be content in all circumstances. All. I know well the battle to be content in the storms and trials. It didn't occur to me, entirely, that I need to be content in the calm.
The way I see it I need to be content on the weekends. Not even think about the Mondays. The Mondays will come (as will the trials and the storms).
I need to enjoy the weekends for I know not how many I will get before the next Mondays arrive.
My job, right now, is to enjoy the weekend.
Lord, God, so gracious and merciful are You. Thank You so much for the current weekend. May I be content. May I honor You. May I allow myself the respite You are providing. May it be so!
- it's blahg! mb
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