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Posts Tagged ‘living vicariously through the beast’

I admit, I am not technical whiz … I still struggle to play a cassette!

Last week my blog was having technical difficulties. The week prior my stats were about sixty viewers per day (yes, I admit that I do keep and eye on my stats), and last week they were closer to twenty. I was beginning to wonder what horrifically offending thing I had written.

So, since it is guest post Sunday, I thought I would provide a few links to posts you might not have been notified were written.

In my post, Big-Picture-Perspective, I ask these questions,

Does today, the present circumstances of your life, ever seem like an all-consuming eternity to you?
Do you wonder how you will get through whatever you are going through?”

In the post, Living-Vicariously-Through-the-Beast, I consider the level of commitment of my beast to myself, and those who she considers to be her pack, and what we can learn from that kind of commitment.

In Bloom-Where-You-Are-Planted, I write of my expert gardening skills … not! But I do write about a plant that I am familiar with, and how it’s beauty shines through all seasons, and all conditions. It’s strength does not come from what is added to it, where it is planted, or any other external forces. It’s beauty comes from within …

Sometime when I write I do so from a place of experience in the issue I am writing about, and I share my own weaknesses, as well as what God has opened my own eyes to in my world, and experiences within it. That was the case when I was preparing Before-Worship. In the quiet of a morning, God reached down and taught me a very valuable lesson.

When I wrote, Stay-Strong-Finish-Well, I wrote it as a reminder to myself to work to make these last days of the school year ones of working harder than ever, not slacking, not sailing through, but finishing well. It amazes me how, as I look back now, that particular day that this post was published was one where I had to be very intentional to not slack off. Maybe (probably) I wrote this one as a reminder to myself than for anyone else!

“I’m Tired I’m worn
My heart is heavy
From the work it takes
To keep on breathing
I’ve made mistakes
I’ve let my hope fail
My soul feels crushed
By the weight of this world”

If the words above ring familiar in your ears, check out I’m-Worn.

Finally is my post Up-With-the-Clouds, in which you will find the reminder that “you don’t have to find out you are dying to start living,”

Blessings on your day, your week.

Carole

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shiloh on dandelionsRecently as I was spending quality time with my beast out on our trail, I realized that there is so much I can learn from her.

She loves to walk! Even though she is my fair weather walking friend, rain will rarely keep her from exercise in the fresh air. I could really learn from her in this. She could be a mail carrier, because neither rain, nor snow, nor sleet, nor hail shall keep the postmen my beasty from their appointed rounds an exercise walk. If I was not such a conditional walker, and was more like the beast, I would be more fit, and probably more relaxed.

Then I started to think about other beastly activities and how they reveal her approach to life.

My beasty has herder blood coursing through her veins, and we, her family, are her herd. She follows us from room to room, resting in the doorways of the rooms where we rest, cook, eat and spend time together. She barks when anyone (flies included) steps one foot onto our property. She always lays between us and guests, until she has reached the point that she accepts their presence with us as safe. She struggles to relax when one of us does not return home for the night, pacing from door to door, sniffing the air, and listening with the greatest effort to discover why her person has not come home. I admit that I too easily forget how important time with my herd is, how my presence with them does not have to be about what we are doing together so much as just being together.

From those who adore the beasty to that certain one or two who wish she would go for a long walk, and not be able to find her way home, whenever any family member returns home she greets us joyfully. It does not matter if we pat her head, speak to her, or walk right past her with no acknowledgment at all, she follows us, wearing the look we call the ‘happy dog look.’ If we have been gone for a number of days, she greets us with excitement, pawing and noises that sound like cries of joy. Her love for us is not dependent on anything … not how we smell (and some of us smell), not how well we respond to her needs, not how often we take her for walks. Her love for us is only dependent on one thing …

we are hers, and she is ours.
(sounds like
“I am my beloved’s and my beloved is mine”
Song of Solomon 6:3)

That is the meat and potatoes of why she loves us … she is committed to us … it is her job, and she would fight to the death to protect any and all of us.

Imagine how our world would be different if we humans took on that perspective with those who are ours, and whose we are? I think we could all learn from such commitment.

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