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Maturity is Interdependence

  • Posted on August 18, 2010

From what I’ve observed about the Amish, I see their community as being the role model of what functional families should look like. No culture can reach perfection in this area, but a civilized society has no excuse for going backwards. I can’t speak for other countries in the world, but I can share my thoughts on the direction America seems to be heading.

It’s ironic that our society has so many professionals in the mental health industry but yet has an obviously high failure rate. Most criminals repeatedly return to correctional facilities, drug addicts usually end up back at rehabilitation centers sooner or later, clients of therapists typically remain permanently dependent on their programs, and self-help groups all too often end up being an individual’s home away from home. Those are the externally visible examples of dysfunctional behavior.

On a smaller scale (but yet equally important) are beliefs and behaviors hidden within immediate family relationships. Unhealthy patterns within these groups continue because of the inability to see things the way they are and not having to do so. Whenever direct consequences for decisions are able to be severed from those who made unwise choices, the outcome ends up being immaturity. This is the way non-grown-up adults become trained by their children in the way to go.

Growing up means making your own decisions and having to live with the consequences of them. A codependent person lacks the balance that comes from interdependence. A codependent makes less decisions for him/herself by sacrificing too much and/or too long for others. Individual boundaries decrease over time, because structure becomes non-existent. It’s only logical considering that irresponsible behavior is rewarded.

Why would anyone want to change the way s/he is as long as s/he can continue a self-gratifying pattern? On the outside, it may look like a codependent person is suffering silently inside. It would seem like it has to be unpleasant to forgo things for yourself (like maybe someday having a new car, vacation, improved home, etc.) in order to ‘help’ others in ‘need.’ However, if that was truly the case, then a codependent person wouldn’t continue to spend the rest of his or her life behaving in the same dysfunctional and unhealthy way.

Ultimately, no one does what they don’t want to do. We all do what we do because we want to do it and we will do it no matter what the consequences are. It’s the reasons behind our choices that can be deceptive.

Parents who truly love their children do not enable them to remain immature adults. Parents who continuously believe that their adult children need their help, especially if that help eliminates the direct consequences of their childrens’ foolish and irresponsible behavior, are not being loving parents at all. Those self-deluded parents end up being trained by their own children in the way to go.

Parents can deceive themselves into thinking that they are doing the right thing by supporting all the decisions their children make (e.g., how their children raise the next family’s generation, etc.). Parents refusing to establish their own limits (i.e., boundaries) as to what they’ll cooperate with is a sign that something is wrong. Every household has the right to determine it’s own set of values of what is acceptable versus unacceptable.

An adult that hasn’t grown up will not respect the rights of his or her parent(s) if the same beliefs are not held. Rebellion will be inevitable and the codependent parent knows this. An interdependent parent has enough strength, courage, and love to separate himself or herself from whatever childish behavior may come from his or her child(ren)’s stubborn refusal to accept how every human being has to grow up into being a responsible mature adult. A codependent parent can be manipulated into feeling guilty for doing the absolute right thing when s/he believes the wrong is what’s right.

Being codependent means making other person’s decisions for him (or her) and making another person’s problems your problem. There are two ways of making decisions for other people. We’re all familiar with the active way, but how many realize there is a passive way? By letting our adult children decide for us in the way we should go, we unknowingly are passively and non-verbally deciding to tell that child s/he has to remain immature. In fact, at the same time, that codependent behavior is what prevents parents, grandparents, great-grandparents, etc. from being the role model of maturity.

Becoming more immature over time and increasingly codependent is a catch-22 situation. A society can even fall prey to becoming deluded over its existence within its own realm. As government power grows, citizens actually end up getting less by becoming more dependent instead of interdependent. Getting something for nothing (in the end) costs way more than having to earn and pay for something. The way to know when an individual has become fooled is when s/he is unable to comprehend the inevitable outcome of a defective program. This inability to comprehend arises because of preferring to remain childish as much as possible. It’s scary to grow up, but becoming mature has benefits that far exceed the difficulties which come from the challenge.

Families are the micro-organisms of society. When households practice dysfunctional patterns, it’s only to be expected that society will be a magnification of the same product. How can society not become more immature and codependent over time? It has to start with each individual learning the meaning of wisdom.

Reinhold Niebuhr touched upon wisdom his prayer —

God grant me the serenity
to accept the things I cannot change;
courage to change the things I can;
and wisdom to know the difference.

Living one day at a time;
Enjoying one moment at a time;
Accepting hardships as the pathway to peace;
Taking, as He did, this sinful world
as it is, not as I would have it;
Trusting that He will make all things right
if I surrender to His Will;
That I may be reasonably happy in this life
and supremely happy with Him
Forever in the next.
Amen.

God sums up wisdom perfectly in Psalm 111:10 —

The fear of the LORD is the beginning of wisdom: a good understanding have all they that do his commandments: his praise endureth for ever.

Shutdown Affects Contact

  • Posted on July 9, 2010

Hear ye, hear yeHear ye, hear ye… this post is a temporary notice written because I temporarily didn’t notice that my contact form shutdown. It was like me. It looked like it was still there, but something seemed a bit off.

The contact form software that used to be installed to work on my contact page became incompatible with the latest updated version of my blogging software. I can’t remember when the update occurred, but what is amazing is that I could realize this incongruency in spite of only having had one hour of sleep last night!¹ Maybe if I hadn’t been at my computer during the wee hours of the morning puzzled over what I could do in zombie mode, I wouldn’t have “stumbled” upon my contact page wondering why it looked subtly strange.

After going to the form’s configuration settings, the lack of information I gave it long ago confirmed something wasn’t the way it should be… and this time it wasn’t me. I don’t blame any one person (be it the managers of the blogging software or the contact form’s or me). It’s simply something to be expected when one hand doesn’t know what all the other hands in the same mixing bowl are doing.

The bottom line? I have a functional contact form again, but I’m not so sure about how functional I could be if someone were to want a reasonable response. Sleep does a brain good, but when I’ll get to have some again is something God only knows.

¹My grandchildren came to visit yesterday and I didn’t notice that one of them had switched my air conditioner’s setting to money saver. Being that it’s located at the furthest end of my house from where I sleep, my bedroom became too hot for me to be able to sleep. Since I got up, my dog had to too — that meant me going outside with her so she could relieve herself, which then meant “hello insomnia!” When you’re an aspie camel carrying a load of straws along throughout each day, all it takes is one extra straw to keep breaking your back!

The Potential Atmosphere of Comments

  • Posted on March 26, 2010

So far I haven’t noticed anyone else stating online the same primary reason I have for usually not having comments enabled. This post is a continuation of yesterday’s Comment Chaos. I’ll begin from where I left off…

Keith’s response to Nyman’s post expresses my thoughts exactly. Notice Nyman’s response to it.

The number one reason why I usually will not enable comments is because it goes against my Christian beliefs. Christians should do what they can to avoid arguments and quarreling. Allowing an environment for the kind of debating that typically goes on when comments are enabled on controversial posts fosters an ungodly spirit.

When I encounter posts which contain heated responses going back and forth on controversial topics, I quickly begin to feel very disturbed. That’s unavoidable for me — probably because of being both a Christian and an Aspie. Others cannot know the intense degree to which I’m empathetic towards the feelings of every human being.¹ That’s why trying to explain this in a way others can comprehend what I’m talking about might be impossible, but since it’s not for me to judge what others are capable of, I shall make the attempt.

Imagine a young child who loves both of his parents equally. Then try to imagine how that child would feel while hearing his parents arguing passionately. He would be disturbed because he wants his parents to get along together. For them to be against each other on an issue (or issues) reveals evidence of the potential that they will divide apart (i.e., split). What condition does that then leave the child in? He suffers heartache, especially since he knows there is nothing he can do that’s within his power or control to keep them from hurting each other.

Think about what and why people get defensive. Jesus was perfectly humble. He valued not what others in this world thought of him. Nor did He insist others follow Him. He merely abided His earthly life with His heart’s affection ruled by God. He loved mankind, but loved His heavenly Father more.

What stimulates the need in people to force their opinions on others is pride. Proud people don’t let God be God. When that’s the case, they take it upon themselves to act like god. That’s chaos, because there is no unity (i.e., no common denominator). Chaos and confusion are the grounds for malice to grow.

I once said on my blog, “There is no love in strife, quarreling, wrangling, bickering, or any debating that stems from pride. A malicious spirit only invites disrespect and needs to be disregarded.” God has reasons for saying what’s stated in Romans 1:28-31 and Matthew 5:11-13. There are many other bible verses warning mankind about strife.

I also had written, “Just because others like to debate and argue doesn’t mean I should too. If you’re here to complain, criticize, accuse, and/or condemn me, then maybe it’s best you leave. I don’t allow readers to challenge what I write in my posts, since most contradictions have already been argued elsewhere ad nauseam.” If the way I said it sounds nasty, I didn’t mean it to. It’s hard to know how to say something so people get the message that you mean what you say, while at the same time, keep from crossing the boundary of acting like a god. Adding to that, all the different types of characters who are reading online makes it impossible to not offend someone sometimes, especially if they’re unwilling to be understanding and/or are intolerant of others who differ.

If this post gets misconstrued as being like a sermon given by a preacher because I’m not going to enable comments, the reasons for that will probably vary. For starters, to judge like that is to not look at the whole picture. I am more than my blog. I have lived beyond a middle age. That means my blog is affected by a history of being (mis)treated by others in different ways, a lifetime of learning that has developed who I now am today, and (most importantly) being in training under the rule of my Heavenly Father. I won’t go beyond what I’ve already said, because what I’ve already said might be too much for some people to gracefully accept.

¹Even though I’m super-sensitive towards how others feel does not mean my behavior reflects it perfectly all the time. I have moods just like anyone else. I’m more aware of the times when I’m being a hypocrite or jerk than when I’m not being like that.

Splitting for Spring

  • Posted on March 8, 2010

I’m springing to split for spring. Actually it’s not me that’s splitting; it’s my blogging. As of today, I will be also publishing posts on my other location at sheilasposts.com

Posts will continue here with the aim to satisfy readers coming from autism hubs (or other Asperger related links) and anyone else looking for educational material.

This split will slow down the amount of posts accumulating on this blog’s domain.

Out of a Brier Patch

  • Posted on March 7, 2010

I feel much better now that I’ve gotten out of a tangled mass of prickly plants that were only getting thornier with each passing day, week, and month (since autumn began last year!). Not much unlike how you feel when thorns grab your clothing and make progressing forward painful, the company that once hosted my sites can no longer snag my page loads or leave them stuck unable to appear. If I waited until May the 22nd to relocate my sites onto a different hosting server — due to a two-year pre-paid subscription with Netfirms and their no refund policy — I wouldn’t have a shred of sanity left!

Now that I’m finally out of that brier patch and can move along at a pace that’s decent for page loads, I can begin to let my festering wounds from unceasingly unacceptable frustration levels heal.

What pushed me past my limit was having pages timeout just when I’d be feeling good about having found solutions for WordPress irritations. The annoyance level of the page loads combined with some of the bugs that come attached with the newer WordPress versions were not making my days travel efficiently productive.

I’m very persistent when it comes to fixing things and tend to get intolerant of inconvenient conveniences while doing so. For example, I got fed up with WordPress’s excessive autosave, broken scheduler, and invalid “role” attribute. To make matters worse, the tweaks for the “missed schedule” headache weren’t working for me even though they seemed to for many others who applied them.

Untwisted Vortex tells how to adjust WordPress autosave or disable it completely, obus3000 brings Missed Schedule posts back to life, and Longworth.eu gives great instructions on how to remove WP’s invalid attribute from the search form in a not so WC3 compliant blog.

Postscript — I thought the autosave occurring so often was to blame for the posts not publishing when scheduled, but it wasn’t. Here’s what I wrote a couple of days ago (with the name “Missed Schedule Nightmare”) and deleted after trying out my new plugin to see how well it works:

This nightmare didn’t require me to go to sleep. In fact, trying to solve this mystery has prevented me from being able to get sleepy. Maybe after I write about it and check to see if I’m not dreaming now, then I can go to sleep before the sun comes up.

After writing my previous post about disabling autosave, I wanted to check to see if my new install of WordPress would publish the post on schedule. I was feeling pretty good about quickly the solution worked. Little did I know what was coming next!… or more like what wasn’t coming next.

For hours I repeatedly tried to get my scheduled post to publish itself. Why? Because I kept thinking, “This one more try will do the trick.” The one more, led to one more, etc., etc. Not too many things bug me quite like thinking I’m so close to figuring something out, but yet can’t do so.

I don’t know why the suggestions that worked for most other people with their blogs would not work for me. But, when the solution does come, it can come so fast that it’s hard to know whether to be happy it did or mad that it took so long to find.

Most of the pages of suggestions I came across dealt with altering the cron.php file. By the time I arrived at a plugin called Missed Scheduled, something about the words, “Brings Missed Schedule posts back to life.” gave me instant hope (probably because of seeing all four of its rating stars nicely yellow!).

I’m probably still typing this because I’m a bit nervous to actually double check to see if the Missed Schedule nightmare is really over. If I don’t say anything more, it means I finally went to bed because of knowing the plugin really did work and it will still be working when I get up in the morning.

(The Missed Scheduled plugin still works!)

¹The instructions were there when I first published this post, but not anymore.

Excellent Toothpaste!

  • Posted on February 1, 2010

I’ve been using Vicco toothpaste for some time now and I’m absolutely in love with this stuff! I must be or else my last order for this would have been less than nineteen 200 gram tubes (i.e., 8.378 pounds) for my household (of 3)!

Ayurvedic Toothpaste

Read more about it at Vicco’s website. I stumbled upon while shopping in a Hannaford Supermarket.

I was determined to find toothpaste without fluoride, glycerin, or silica in it. Vicco was the first one I found. Immediately after the first time I brushed with it, my teeth felt more clean than even how they’ve felt after getting them cleaned in a dentist office!

Weston A. Price, D.D.S. changed my way of thinking about what government schools taught me what good health is, especially his book Nutrition and Physical Degeneration. Because of Price, I no longer will buy anything but raw milk.

Ramiel Nagel‘s book pushed me beyond what Price started by convincing me to stop using the toothpastes dentists recommend.

Cure Tooth Decay

Here are just a few reasons why I didn’t want to use anymore toothpaste containing fluoride, glycerin, or silica:

Fluoride is a severe biological poison. Being intensely negative, it unlatches positive hydrogen bonds in enzymes and proteins. Toothpaste typically comes with this warning: “Warning. Keep out of reach of children under 6 years of age. If more than used for brushing is accidentally swallowed, get medical help or contact a Poison Control Center right away.” Fluoride decreases IQ levels. Most states add at least 1 ppm of sodium fluoride or fluorosilic acid (radioactive toxic waste that contains fluoride) to the water supply, even though it has been proven that at least 113 medical side effects from cancer to headaches are caused by fluoride in the water.

Toothpaste contains viscous, sticky glycerin, the main ingredient in toothpaste, which coats the teeth and prevents re-enamelization from nutrients in the diet. Glycerin takes over 20 rinses to be removed and leaves your teeth coated. To get convinced, start with a clean sink and smear some of your toothpaste on the sink. Rinse it off and see how the water beads up because of the sticky glycerin. You will have to keep rinsing and rinsing to remove it. Your teeth are similar to a porcelain sink, and your teeth are being coated every time you use toothpaste. Coated teeth cannot re-enamelize from nutrients in the diet.

Most toothpaste has silica, which is sand. It can harm gums and abrade tooth enamel.

My gums used to hurt a lot when I’d brush my teeth. I was using special toothpaste for sensitive teeth and highly expensive mouth wash for sensitive gums. The combination of the two didn’t stop the pain in my gums.

As soon as I started using only Vicco toothpaste¹ and quit using the nasty mouthwash, my gums never hurt again! What does that tell you? It tells me the American Dental Association wants people to remain ignorant so that they can make more money. What angers me even more is that dentists would deny how poisonous amalgam fillings are.

If you’re interested, you can read more about what I’ve said on this subject in my posts Dentist Shopping by an Aspie and Raw Milk, Heart Disease, and More.

¹I started brushing with Vicco approximately one year ago. When a tube of Vicco was empty, I resorted to using a crappy tube of paste left around. After my last bout with pain while brushing over a month ago, I decided those other tubes could go right into the garbage where they belong for all I care!

Tag Surfer Users

  • Posted on January 26, 2010

If you’re not a WordPress Tag Surfer user (subscribed to Asperger/autism related material), you’re not missing any relevant information by not reading this post (except for maybe the note at the end).

This post is to explain why those who have used WordPress’s Tag Surfer subscription feature to view posts of mine might not have been able to do so and now will be able to.

I have two identical blogs. When I first began blogging on January 24, 2008, I had only one blog. It has the url address sheilaschoonmaker.wordpress.com. The next day after creating that blog, I got a domain mapping upgrade. It caused that blog to eliminate wordpress from the center of the url, so all that was then seen was sheilaschoonmaker.com.

On May 22, 2008, I acquired an account from a web hosting company. I then created a second blog (also with the domain sheilaschoonmaker.com) and proceeded to ignore the first one hosted by WordPress. All the traffic from my first blog at WordPress became automatically redirected to my second blog hosted by another company. It still works that same way today.

Due to recently renewing my domain mapping for another year for my original WordPress account, it brought my attention back to the features WordPress has — more specifically, its tag surfer subscription feature. I also re-enabled search engines to allow its tags back into public view. I checked to see if it would work by adding in all the posts from my second blog, but I changed the dates of some so that they would be listed as being recent. That caused tag surfers subscribed to Aspergers or autism to reach a broken link because of the conflict between the dates of those posts (one blog versus the other). I now have fixed that problem by making the dates match.

I plan to continually add all the future posts from my second blog into my first blog (the first blog is always invisible because it redirects traffic to the second one).¹ If I didn’t do so, then the Asperger/autism Tag Surfer subscribers would miss out on seeing a blog written by a 55 year old Aspie woman. My blog isn’t restricted to Asperger related topics.

The other thing that is different about my first blog versus the second one are the themes. They both now have a liquid layout, but the first one (not visible to visitors) is plain and white (some long-time readers of my blog might remember it). The second one is now colorful (I recently changed its theme).

Please note — [Edited on 1.28.10] The publication time is no longer displayed because the time zone had to be advanced for each post; therefore it became inaccurate. Because of the new blog theme, the software updates are unable to correct a bug in the display of its calendar. In order to prevent the calendar from distorting, I had to choose to distort the time instead. Two days after publishing this post, I realized the time isn’t even necessary so I got rid of it.

¹My first blog ends up being a backup for my backup held on my hard drive. How cool is that?! thinking

A Blog on Sabbatical?

  • Posted on December 3, 2009

Today I have a special treat for those who may have been trying to view my blog after it became password protected last month. Obviously I’ve removed that feature if you’re reading this, but don’t jump to the conclusion that being On Sabbatical is over already. Sabbaticals usually last anywhere between two months to a year.

Can a blog be on sabbatical? If so, how? Here’s exactly what I’ve written on the webpage I wrote today that I link to my password’s login page (which possibly could be used again if or whenever my blog is on another sabbatical):

On Sabbatical or Sheila Schoonmaker?

I’ve chosen to replace my name with the term On Sabbatical whenever this site of mine may be password protected. When my blog is freely open to the public, it reverts back to its original name.

Inconsistently using password protection, along with no explanation for why a blog would be on sabbatical, probably makes no sense at all. It makes sense to me, because I know what I’m doing and why I’m doing it.

I hope to accomplish two objectives at once by saying why I do such things with my blog. The first one is to ease confusion as much as possible. The second one is to have others get a taste of how difficult I can be to comprehend. My online behavior reminds me of how challenging I must be for those who see me offline. It also reminds me of how much work it is for me to deal with people offline. Just as I wisely need to cautiously gauge my offline social activity, I need to develop a system to monitor my online activity.

Immediately after thinking about what to replace my name with when using password protection, the word sabbatical came to mind. After reading Wikipedia’s description of what a sabbatical is, I knew in my heart that God was guiding me on the right track with my idea. I also knew that it would throw my readers into a state of confusion, especially without any forewarning of its happening. Ideas happen without any foreknowledge of their coming. The more creative a mind is, the more it’s able to grasp this concept.

Even this idea of creating an explanation page for when my blog is On Sabbatical is one I didn’t know would come into existence until December 3rd, 2009. As I’ve said in some posts, my thoughts usually go from complex to simple. In this case, it took a few weeks before the obvious arrived. Maybe if I didn’t have so much on my mind already, it would have been sooner. Oh well, it’s here now.

Being a Christian and an Aspie, I really march to a different drummer. That means I deal with my quirks in ways that other Aspies typically don’t; mostly because of my many years of experiencing what faith has brought me through. In this particular situation concerning my blog, my blog is both a blessing and a curse. It continually proves itself to be a blessing in my life in its original goal of being a therapeutic personal journal, provided that I use it primarily for my own purposes. I want others to be blessed too and password protecting it can put a block upon that happening.

The (O/C) curse packaged into my method of therapy was something I could not have known about until time would reveal it (not much unlike long-term ‘side’ effects meds psychiatrists prescribe). I do not like using the humanistic phrase Obsessive/Compulsive Disorder, but since it’s a well-known phenomenon, I’ll use that instead of calling it by its right name sin. The mental health profession calls O/C a disorder. God calls it a sin.¹ Either way, being O/C is a challenge to say the least and it really does not go away. It can go into remission (especially when stress levels decrease) and it can be ‘controlled’ under medication. No one is without his or her predispositions towards certain sins to contend with in life. Because I have tendency towards being O/C, I know that I have to keep vigilant over when, where, and what will attract that nasty demon back into my life.

I have never taken meds for behavior issues and never will. Becoming saved does not mean a Christian doesn’t have to face trials and temptations. God expects His children to work out their salvation that He puts in. If I were to take a pill to curb my O/C behavior that’s connected to my blogging, I probably could continue to keep my blog accessible without a password, but if I did that, it would be another lost opportunity for my faith to grow. Then, when a real crises would come along, my behavior would be no different than an unsaved soul. My loyalty is to God and God’s will is that I be transformed by the renewing of my mind, that I may prove what is that good, and acceptable, and perfect, will of God. The alternative is to be conformed to this world by thinking and behaving the way that typical humanity does (as opposed to what God says in His word).

Throughout my life I’ve had to overcome a variety of O/C, addictive, and codependent (i.e., sinful) behaviors. Some would last for years and often feel like a roller coaster ride of ups and downs. Ironically, whenever I’d go for ‘professional’ help, I’d end up with more problems instead of less to deal with. The last time I received counseling from a mental health professional was in January 2007. I foolishly attempted to seek help from a nearby psychologist after that, but received nothing but a bill for one hour of being told nothing useful. Since the one and only potentially helpful therapist I’ve ever encountered  (a Christian psychologist who didn’t charge me anything for the 2-3 hours of his time we spoke) was too far away from me, his advice to me was to stop trying to find a counselor and instead make a serious attempt at being my own therapist by using a personal journal. The kind he probably had in mind was one like a notebook you’d keep at your bedside or in a desk drawer. It wasn’t until a year later that the idea to have one online as a blog hit me.

In the fall of 2009, I began noticing the severity of O/C behavior creeping into my blogging. After praying for wisdom to know how to begin to deal with this new dilemma, the idea of switching my blog from public view to private view came along. I knew a change like that could mean sacrificing the potential for others to be blessed, but sometimes in life that’s what’s needed in order to achieve success. With certainty, if I don’t take care of myself, others will ultimately suffer the consequences too; even if I kept my blog easily accessible to the public at the cost of my private life falling apart because of becoming O/C with it being open for viewing to all.

How could I have known that turning my blog private would end my O/C behavior stemming from it? I didn’t; nor could I have unless I at least tried it for awhile and observed what the consequences would be. I acted in faith by shutting the way into the blog. I know it’s possible for some to still find a way in regardless of the password page, but that’s irrelevant to the issue I must deal with. The main point is I accomplished a baby step in the right direction. I learned a new and vital piece of information I can probably make use of later.

I don’t know what God’s will is for me in the future; whether or not I even have a blog anymore. I don’t doubt many might like to interpret this situation with their opinions on the matter, but that’s not my business. My business is to live by the Spirit of God; not the flesh.

As said in Wikipedia, “In recent times, ‘sabbatical’ has come to mean any extended absence in the career of an individual in order to achieve something.” I’m living to continually achieve higher goals and sometimes it may be necessary for me to take an extended absence from my ‘career’ (i.e., occupation; as in an activity that occupies a person’s attention).

To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven. – Ecclesiastes 3:1

All for the glory of God,

Sheila Faith Schoonmaker

¹The reason O/C qualifies as a sin is simply because it is a behavior that goes against God’s will. In 2 Corinthians 10:5 of the King James Version of the bible we see, “…and bringing into captivity every thought to the obedience of Christ;” O/C behavior cannot exist if every thought is captive to the obedience of Christ.

Imagination to the Rescue!

  • Posted on November 21, 2009

It was an accident baking to happen…

Yesterday, I ‘accidentally’ left out one cup of flour when following a recipe for chocolate chip cookies. An alteration I normally engage in is to use half as much butter by replacing it with Gold Label Virgin Coconut Oil. The end result to that batch of cookies looked something like this:

The second batch of chocolate chip cookies I baked turned out so yummy that there were none left over to photograph!¹ They differed from the above in that enough flour was included and the chips were chunks of chocolate rather than miniature kisses.

After having slept, an idea came to me in the morning on this first day of rifle deer hunting. It was to bake a basic yellow cake (with less sugar) and slice each half in half. The ‘super-soft accident’ cookies would make ideal fillings for the layers! The perfect frosting to cover this surprising cake is chocolate cream cheese coffee liquor flavored frosting!² I made sure I grabbed the camera quickly enough to get a shot of the cake before it’s all gone:

In my freezer, there is Rocky Road ice cream. That would compliment this sweet chipper perfectly …marshmallow swirled chocolate ice cream filled with chocolate covered peanuts! Happy Holidays — here we come!

¹Half a dozen males and a couple of females started devouring them; the rest of that batch was left as a gift for the couple who hosted me and my husband for a mushroom soup/cheese quiche dinner.

²The frosting is kept mild on the chocolate flavor by using a minimal amount of cocoa powder, which then gets mixed in with confectioners sugar, whipped cream cheese, some butter and coconut oil that’s moistened with coffee liquor!

Time Does Tell

  • Posted on July 14, 2009

Maybe it’s a good thing there isn’t anyone trying to get to know me? It’s not that I have something to hide or that I don’t like who I am. I cannot image how much effort and time it would take for another human being to remotely comprehend (not assume to know) even a portion of my characteristics (if it would even be possible).

Why must I say what I’m about to say today? Because early this morning another revelation occurred to me. In my last post, I said blogging (for me) can be a viciously destructive cycle. I wouldn’t be surprised if after what I say next causes most to view me as being fickle. I’ve learned to expect that from those with less comprehension.

So, if blogging can be self-destructive for me, then why am I writing again? Well, for starters, who else is there to tell me how therapeutic my journal continues to be even when I’m not posting? I confess that does sound arrogant to say such a thing. After all, why say it if you already know it? Because I forget, especially if it’s something positive about myself! Think about it. How could anyone remind me of something so important when no one else even knows?

If it wasn’t for my habit of logging in to my blog to check for messages from those contacting me and my curiosity over seeing what others are curious about that I wrote, I wouldn’t get sucked into reading my posts. As I view what draws the attention of others, I then end up examining my posts for possible needs of updates and/or edits. Once that happens, my own words usually penetrate back to me when I need them the most. I wonder how often that same thing happens to others?

Maybe what I need is more faith in God? It can get hard for me to discern how close self-pity is below the surface, but just because it can be there doesn’t mean it always is.

I’m not sure how my own information I put together can cause me to think so much when I already had to have done a lot of thinking in order to write it in the first place.

All I can guess is that emotions are to blame.

Even though emotions need to be closely monitored and are not always constructive, they do serve a purpose. It’s my theory that because emotions are fickle and emotions fuel writing most of the time, my blogging style can end up being perceived as periodic fickle behavior.  Blogging (at least speaking for myself) isn’t much unlike the weather. The weather basically isn’t very predictable, but just because it isn’t doesn’t mean that it’s unfaithful, disloyal, deceitful, untrue, or betraying.

How ironic it is that I published my last post as an attempt to help protect myself from self-pity/depression, only to discover such negative attitudes have infinite ways to attack and it was my own blog which pulled me out from my recent mire of despondency.

Time does tell what works.


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