Eclipsed!

eclipseAs the picture shows, I’m not a fashion diva.  I tend not follow too many trends, especially if everyone else is following them.  I figure I’m either retro or trend-setting myself, depending which way one looks on the time-line, I suppose.  I basically have three fashionista rules: cleanliness, comfort, and coverage. 

But when it came to what style of sunglasses to wear to view the American Eclipse of 2017, there wasn’t much choice, at least here in my small town.  So I shelled out a full dollar for my NASA-approved specs in preparation for the light show.

In my part of the country, we were to get about a 96% solar coverage.  It was pretty neat, but enough light still filtered through so that I wasn’t spellbound—the pull of the paperwork on my desk was still there, so I was in and out of the school building for our few minutes of historical phenom. Continue reading “Eclipsed!”

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Back seat Buddha

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I love the Nelson-Atkins Museum of Art in Kansas City.  My NYC artist daughter says that the collection there is considerable, and she would know.  I’m a particular fan of the antiquities section, Egypt and all that, and Bob always likes to visit the Orientals.  Of course, part of the artwork that is preserved has to do with the culture’s endemic religious artifacts, including the stone/metal/wooden idols, some little and some not so little (there’s a Buddha in the stairwell that would not even fit in my house….)

Of course, in our post-modern (whatever that is), enlightened and Continue reading “Back seat Buddha”

Madison Avenue Blues

Here’s a little ditty my husband wrote years ago.  I post this in response to a blog I follow at Hope Stands (samuelkee.com) concerning a recent Super Bowl commericial.  I feel your pain:

Advertising slogans designed to persuade us to choose
Values that identify people by the products they use
Help to guarantee the consumer pays his dues.

Don’t you know the customer’s right, but he’s playing the game?
Habits can be modified; economic trends are explained,
Once the proper stimulus has the buyer trained.

The beautiful people they put on the spots
You know what they’re here for.
When you’re not responding to what’s in the shots
The sponsors have to show a little more…

Who can feel a sense of regret when the profits are high?
Marketing obscenity stimulate the public to buy.
And popular celebrities blindly lead the blind.

People like to follow the stars, if you know what I mean.
Are they more legitimate when you see them up on the screen?
Try to look just like them and hope that you’ll be seen.

They practice the angles and polish their lines
Production at its best.
They’re selling illusions, I hope you don’t mind,
But real life is where it comes to rest!

Sales are up, the ratings are high, and they’re keeping the score.
Strategists, predicting that you’ll be there in line to get yours,
Organize the programs that bring you back for more.

Exercise the right to decide where your money is spent.
Where you lay the silver down comes across as silent consent,
And what you choose to purchase is what you represent.

The timing is perfect for making a choice,
So how will you behave?
Your purchasing power can give you a voice,
Or turn you into just another slave….

Thanks for reading……dawnlizjones

If….then

Choices…consequences.  If I eat too much chocolate, then I get fat(ter).  If I pull the car into the garage too fast like my husband has repeatedly warned me against, then I rip off the mirror, busting the window into a gazillion shards of glass, costing us hundreds of dollars, and having to call my husband to tell him that I pulled the car into the garage too fast…again.  You know, things like that.

We live and breathe if/then’s.  Of course, we’re in good company–even our stone age ancestors had to learn that fire was good in some ways…and not so good in others.

Here’s one of my fave’s that’s really worth chewing on.  It’s a quote from the book of the prophet Isaiah:

“And if you pour out that with which you sustain your own life for the hungry and satisfy the need of the afflicted, then shall your light rise in darkness, and your obscurity and gloom become like the noonday.” (Isaiah 58:10 Amplified Bible)

What do I sustain myself, my very heart and soul with?  Okay, money is always a good indicator about where our hearts are, and I’m in total agreement that no matter how little one has, some of it has to be given away to help someone else.  But how about the other things “with which I sustain myself”?

A big one for me is time.  Is my life so full of chores and projects and responsibilities that I don’t have time to pause and listen to a friend in need? Or is a child’s hug somehow an interruption?

Another one is talent and personal skill set.  Can you make music? Sing? Build a wall (or a new drum “cage”, as the case may be in our church)?  Can you make people laugh?  Cook?  Okay, maybe these aren’t the things with which you bring home the bacon, but not everything of true value is recognized on Wall Street.

I think it was St. Augustine that said “men’s souls hang on your gifts”.  Jesus, Himself, warns us not to bury what He has given us, but to invest it wisely.  IF we pour out (not dribble, by the way) these things to help those in need–not just physically, but emotionally, spiritually, relationally–THEN our own personal clouds begin to dissipate as well.  Interesting paradox, this whole “losing my life to find it” thing.

If I get up at 3:30AM to write this post, then I’ll probably need to sleep in.  Good thing it’s Saturday….

NIghty night……….dawnlizjones