Okay, this may be about two good ideas.
The county that I live next to and the company that I work for are cosponsoring a new health program; strictly voluntary. It is called "5 - 2 - 1 and almost none".
Five servings of fruits and/or vegetables daily.
Two hours of screen time daily. (Includes TV, PC and electronic game time)
One hour of active play/exercise daily.
Almost no sugary drinks.
I already do the first and last things - I'm halfway there. I have every intention of doing number three - someday. But the second one - I don't think so. The organizers tell me that doing the second one will help accomplish the third. Maybe, but I am certainly not there yet.
Because I have not limited time on the old laptop, I keep finding things that interest me, enlighten me, annoy me or touch me. I found this today.
It is a blog to allow members of the church to find one little part of why we are Mormon and express it with a few words and text.
It just began at the very end of last year. Some of the submissions are a little humorous, some are very insightful and some are touching. Let me know what you think.
Saturday, January 16, 2010
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Prayer Rolls
My mama taught me how to pray - at bedtime. Every night:
"Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep.
If I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take."
At the time, I didn't think that was strange or even (just a little bit) creepy. Most of my friends said the same prayer. Except my Catholic friends, they got to do the Rosary. They could pray for hours. I know; we had a competition once. They could pray MUCH longer than I could!
We didn't pray at meal time when I was growing up. Other families did, but my family was, how shall I say, not particularly religious. Only for special occasions; in other words, just for show.
When I grew up and married, I had found and joined the church and wanted to raise my family properly. So among other things, we taught our children to pray. How, when and why. Like all parents, we did the best we could and hoped (and prayed) for the best. Our children are great; I hope the emotional scars don't go too deep.
But recently I've been thinking about those prayers that are not for me and mine. I've had friends ask me to remember them in my prayers. When there is a tragedy in someone's life I send my thoughts and prayers. Facebook is great for that! But the actual prayer? I don't know if I'm doing it effectively, or even appropriately sometimes.
I started writing this post days ago, but the tragedy in Haiti brought it to mind in a big way. I've heard many people, including the President, say that we will keep the people of Haiti in our prayers. My question. How do you keep acquaintances and strangers in your prayers?
We pray frequently for the sick and afflicted. That's a generic term; we don't have anyone specific in mind. But with these prayer requests - real people, even when we don't know their names. Do you keep an actual prayer roll, a list of people for whom you are praying? Do you just remember them without any prompting? Do you pray only for those people that are close to you?
And what do you ask for? Complete healing, comfort, whatever is necessary? For bad stuff to be undone? That has to occur to you sometimes, but I don't think the earthquake will go away.
So help me out on this.... how does your prayer roll work?
"Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep.
If I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take."
At the time, I didn't think that was strange or even (just a little bit) creepy. Most of my friends said the same prayer. Except my Catholic friends, they got to do the Rosary. They could pray for hours. I know; we had a competition once. They could pray MUCH longer than I could!
We didn't pray at meal time when I was growing up. Other families did, but my family was, how shall I say, not particularly religious. Only for special occasions; in other words, just for show.
When I grew up and married, I had found and joined the church and wanted to raise my family properly. So among other things, we taught our children to pray. How, when and why. Like all parents, we did the best we could and hoped (and prayed) for the best. Our children are great; I hope the emotional scars don't go too deep.
But recently I've been thinking about those prayers that are not for me and mine. I've had friends ask me to remember them in my prayers. When there is a tragedy in someone's life I send my thoughts and prayers. Facebook is great for that! But the actual prayer? I don't know if I'm doing it effectively, or even appropriately sometimes.
I started writing this post days ago, but the tragedy in Haiti brought it to mind in a big way. I've heard many people, including the President, say that we will keep the people of Haiti in our prayers. My question. How do you keep acquaintances and strangers in your prayers?
We pray frequently for the sick and afflicted. That's a generic term; we don't have anyone specific in mind. But with these prayer requests - real people, even when we don't know their names. Do you keep an actual prayer roll, a list of people for whom you are praying? Do you just remember them without any prompting? Do you pray only for those people that are close to you?
And what do you ask for? Complete healing, comfort, whatever is necessary? For bad stuff to be undone? That has to occur to you sometimes, but I don't think the earthquake will go away.
So help me out on this.... how does your prayer roll work?
Friday, January 1, 2010
All Fired Up!
We had a lovely New Year's Eve; quiet, romantic with candlelight and dancing...
Yeah, right! I wished the world a happy new year via Facebook. Ronald darling woke up before midnight and joined me in wishing the old year out and the new year in. Kisses.... mmmmm.
I slept in this morning. Really! Until almost 8:30. Then I decided to make a fantastic breakfast. Scrambled eggs, bacon and home made biscuits, with lots of butter. Yummy. The biscuits baked at 450 degrees and I like my bacon cooked quickly. This caused a little bitty teeny tiny problem. The smoke alarm thought we were in danger and started shrieking like crazy. I had turned on the exhaust fan when I started cooking to avoid this possibility, but no luck! Our smoke alarm has the most delicate sensibilities; the tiniest thing will set it off. If it's judgement was accurate, my kitchen would look like this:
But it's not and it doesn't and we're safe and sound. Hope all's well with y'all!
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