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Bleh

by Andrea Elizabeth

King’s description of the women in Ft Worth in 11-23-63 has left me too cold for the past couple of days to pick it back up. Dallas was a little harshly depicted too, but I don’t like it very much either. Cowtown however is awesome and polite and you can’t smell Midland from there. Cows yes, oil no. Now that I’ve vented I can listen again.

Planned parenthood would not be around without this obsession with sex

by Andrea Elizabeth

as an end instead of a means. It puts activity before person and skews the identification of the essence.

sickos

by Andrea Elizabeth

Could it be that the top news stories of Ashley Madison, the Jenner, planned parenthood, the new viagra for women, and gay marriage reveal this nation’s overboard obsession with sex and how God feels about it? Maybe other nations are similarly obsessed with the first and not the last and so don’t talk about it? But Singapore, mostly Hindu and Buddhist, wouldn’t allow Ashley Madison to set up shop in their country. Aren’t they the ones who cane people (brought by the British)? Josh Duggar could probably use a good caning. No, he’d probably enjoy it.

The Vanishing of Ethan Carter

by Andrea Elizabeth

In between real hiking, virtual hiking is pretty cool in The Vanishing of Ethan Carter. The realism and 3D graphics are amazing. You can see the veins in the leaves and hear the gravel crunch under your feet. The lake view is beautiful as well. The story is a bit disturbing and graphic, but the scenery and game play is worth it.

Many people found the story moving, but I think it’s more about victim self-pity and revenge, which are the pitfalls of victimhood. Still, it’s well done.

Then there was another day

by Andrea Elizabeth

Funerals seem like the end. The end of life as we knew it. But then there’s the day after. The things of home can somehow start to look bright again, even when this could not be imagined during the funeral. I thought I needed a continuous road-trip to keep the joy, but the idea that there will be more, maybe not so long from now, can provide hope. And this really is a pretty nice place to live. The shapes of the leaves are interesting. The animals are happy to see us. And shoveling so much manure that you hit the blood sugar wall can make a fast-food taco taste about as good as seafood fresh from the ocean eaten while watching the sun set on a beach lined with broken pink granite.

Here’s what you do

by Andrea Elizabeth

Independent thinker?

by Andrea Elizabeth

Bishop Alexander and St Dionysius

This is a video of a short talk from Mt Athos.

Stage fright

by Andrea Elizabeth

you know you believe in the Great Cloud of Witnesses when praying feels more like public speaking.

couldn’t find the Facebook post to like so I googled and copied it here.

by Andrea Elizabeth

“He therefore, I believe, wants them to attend chiefly to two things, to eternity itself, and to that point of time, which they call the Present. For the Present is the point at which time touches eternity. Of the present moment, and of it only, humans have an experience analogous to the experience which [God] has of reality as a whole; in it alone freedom and actuality are offered them. He would therefore have them continually concerned either with eternity or with the Present–either meditating on their eternal union with, or separation from, Himself, or else obeying the present voice of conscience, bearing the present cross, receiving the present grace, giving thanks for the present pleasure.” C.S. Lewis

happy hunting grounds

by Andrea Elizabeth

I think everyone who wants to serve people should watch Cesar Millan, the Dog Whisperer. He’s on CW (dfw ch 33) every Saturday morning. He’s a dog psychologist, rehabilitator, and their person trainer. With most dogs it’s a simple fix of controlling their dominance behaviors by exhibiting calm assertiveness to redirect their energy. Timid dogs are more difficult. Today there was a real stumper. A doberman had been on the kill list 3 times and given reprieves for sweetness at the shelter before a cat rescuer lady adopted her. She was too nervous to even eat unless the lady coaxed her for about an hour every day. With firm direction she would leave the house and get in a car, but she was not enjoying it. Cesar took her to his concrete dog facility – before he acquired his rural ranch – and she perked up a little with the pack of dogs, but still didn’t want to eat. He helped her attitude with physical activity – a treadmill and swimming, but she was still not enjoying life. Until he took her to his newly acquired, undeveloped property, where she came out, leaping and bounding over the hills with the pack.

My theory is that dogs know when their friends’ lives are ended abruptly, and she had prepared herself three times for the same fate. Maybe she even was given a glimpse of her awaiting happy hunting ground. People with whims kept that from happening, and a lady took her away. So if she was going to live, the lady had to work at it, and it was draining her. Once you’ve seen the other side it’s hard to come back. I’ve heard astronauts experience the same thing upon re-entry. I’ve seen it in the eyes of people who’ve had terrible almost fatal accidents and their families will them back to life. To live on someone else’s will is very hard. But there are people motivated to keep you motivated. And there are heavenly places you can go where it’s not so hard.

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