So it doesn’t get lost in translation…

wood 2If you’re older than, say, 15, you may have realized that what you mean to communicate is not always the message that is received.  Now, when my dog wants to go outside for some biological necessity, he is fairly clear in his insistence; there’s just not a lot of ambiguity to his request.  And a similar scenario happens in the afternoon when he thinks it’s time for me to put his premium brown crud into his food bowl.

Oh!  That it were so easy with humans!  Alas!  The ability to clearly transfer (I do like that word) what I’m thinking, wanting, needing to someone else is a skill that takes a lifetime to master, if then. 

And if it can be that difficult to communicate what’s really going on inside of me to another human, I can only speculate how my Continue reading “So it doesn’t get lost in translation…”

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Bells and whistles abound

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I have so many bells and whistles on this computer, I could take a 5-credit hour class just to learn it all, if I even have the mental capacity for such an undertaking.  So I have done the next best thing via this wonderful search engine which has now become a verb in our vernacular: I just “google it”!  Lo and behold, up comes YouTube tutorials, text steps one through ten, and various others educational DYI for techno-dummies (like me).  It takes a little wading through, as in when I bump into a term I don’t understand, at which point I have to back up further by looking that one up (read: “google it”), and then go back to where I was. 

It is laborious.  I did this to learn several Continue reading “Bells and whistles abound”

The Blue Screen of Death…so now what??

YIKES!!
YIKES!!

(full post at dawnlizjones.wordpress.com)  l am told that one of the names for this ominous and very frustrating apparition is “The Blue Screen of Death”.   I’m sure there have been other endearing epithets, not all printable.   And since I am only marginally computer literate, if that, I am 90% dependent on the powers that be to define the problem and get me back on board surfing the web.

Therefore, I have an Ace in my pocket.  When all my interventions fail (a process that doesn’t take long) I call the Help Line.  It’s paid for, and they know a whole lot more than I do about what’s going on and what to do about it.  They are available 24/7, can dumb it down enough to speak my language, and sometimes I can even understand through the thick very non-American accent.  Regardless of what part of the world I’m actually connected to, can I say the person on the other end has a “global view” about the inner workings of my computer, whereas I somehow can’t get past the frustration of staring at this blue screen??

Pretty good analogy with life, certainly with mine.  Sometimes I get surprised, no, blindsided by circumstances that come from “out of the blue”.  Not only do I need clarity as to what is actually going on here, but I also need wisdom to know how to handle it.  I need my Help Line, and His name is Jesus.  He is available 24/7, totally speaks my language, definitely has an eternal view, and what’s best—it’s paid for, in full, by Him. 

God had a similar idea when times were changing for the early Jewish people:

“This is my command— be strong and courageous! Do not be afraid or discouraged. For the LORD your God is with you wherever you go.” (Joshua 1:9) *

Commands, not suggestions.  Kind of like when the Geek Squad rescues my laptop from the creepy blue screen, and puts it back under my command so I can get on with…well, my life.

*Tyndale House Publishers Inc (2008-06-01). The One Year Bible NLT (One Year Bible: Nlt) (Kindle Locations 12076-12077). Tyndale House Publishers. Kindle Edition.

How to follow a blog

Wow! And here I thought I had sorta crested the first hump on my very slow ascent up this mountain into the blogsphere.  Admittedly, I’m a little out of breath up here, and now people are asking how to “follow my blog”.

Well, that’s a good question. Let me pour myself another cup of tea (left over from this morning, nice and potent that way), wake up the website genie and see what he says.  Hold on, I’ll be right back….

Hmm.  Not sure that helped.  I signed up Google Plus, but my “new” facebook account is being contrary.  I’m thinking there must be a button somewhere that I’m not pushing that would make the process easier for any aspiring “social media followers” to this project.  Haven’t found it, yet.

Now, before anyone under 35 starts rolling their eyes at an old woman’s technological ineptitude, please understand that I’ve “come a long way, baby”, (to quote a commercial that played long before many of you were born.)  Case in point, a few years ago, a tech person was on the phone talking me through some problem solving steps for my computer at work.  I knew they were speaking English, I just knew it–had the right American accent and everything.  But alas, communication was a bit of a challenge.

And so, by way of apology, I offer this olive branch:

There once was a broad from Ne-VAA-duh,

Who could really grow a to-MAA-duh

But it was really a slog

To follow her blog

And quite a bit irritate-ah.  (Okay, so YOU find something that rhymes with Nevada, as in Missouri!)

Now, if that doesn’t scare you off this site, then you are either made of stout stuff, a glutton for punishment; or a family member.  Granted, I’m not a poet; that would be my husband.  In my defense, however, I have just self-published a fun, short devotional book entitled God Loves Dogs which can be viewed on Amazon (paperback or Kindle version).  My mom bought one…..thanks, Mom.

In the meantime, I will continue to try to find an easier way to “follow” this blog, in case anyone is interested.  Kind souls please feel free to send technical suggestions.  Creative souls please find another word that rhymes with, you know, Ne-VAA-duh.

Blessings—   dawnlizjones