Life Lesson In Fifteen Minutes

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Ok, so maybe I am a dumb blonde. But, the keys which I COULD NOT FIND after an hour of searching, were right between the seats of my car.


Since someone had to drop me off this morning with my spare key, that left me a good half hour before the office would be open and an hour before I actually had to work.

Just in case you haven't noticed the glum and depressing posts enmasse, that suffice to say as of late, life has been rather stressful and taxing. I was reading the Psalms, and managed, with another blonde miscalculation, to end up reading Psalm 39. And I was reminded, that even if I am TRYING to do great things, if I am doing them without Christ all is in vain. All the stressing, tears, hard work and sacrifice, even with the most good intentions, without Christ it will be in vain.

"LORD, let me know my end, and what is the measure of my days; let me know how fleeting my life is! Behold, thou hast made my days a few handbreadths, and my lifetime is as nothing in thy sight. Surely every man stands as a mere breath! Surely man goes about as a shadow! Surely for nought are they in turmoil; man heaps up, and knows not who will gather

Some are a little slow on the uptake to learn our lessons, but, God loves slow people too.

And now, Lord, for what do I wait? My hope is in thee.

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This odd narrative is my life. I ended up in Pittsburgh, of all places--from the beach. I have no hobbies, other than cooking excessively and eating microwave popcorn. I enjoy shopping, the Food network, hiding the remote so the Food network cannot be turned off, find ethnic food stores and restaurants and reading voraciously. My life is decidedly pedestrian.

I worked in the car business where I was required to be ruthless and soul-less wench, which is when I started this project. Since then, I've kept it up because secretly, I've always wanted to join the military. Every male in my mother's family has joined and I quietly entertain thoughts of joining. I haven't yet and don't know if I ever will, but sending the troops cookies keeps me sane. it makes me think I still have a shred of human kindness left in my withering soul. it's a small way for me to salute the men and women who are brave enough to fight for freedom. And makes me feel like I'm contributing toward troop morale--even if I'm not. So if you want to help, send me addresses of troops you know stationed overseas. you may also contribute toward the cost of chocolate chips, but don't feel obligated, that link is here only by request.

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