Blog gets someone fired
The Webblog is a funny thing. People use it to get their frustrations out to an world full of strangers, thinking that SOMEONE will read their thoughts and care.
Why else make it public?
I do it too.
What I find funny is the last paragraph of her article. “Voyeurism is bad. Please go peep someplace else, Tom.”
Isn’t blogging a sort of Voyeurism? You allow strangers to read the things that are going on in your mind?
I guess the question to ask yourself is “Why do you blog?”
I blog not to get my ideas out but for others to see the person I am. I don’t write deep, intimate things here (believe it or not). I write my musings, random thoughts, commentary, etc here…things that I do not mind getting back to me.
If this woman didn’t want people to read her public journal, she shouldn’t have made them public.
Ironic isn’t it? We want attention…but not the attention that gets us fired.
Love is not a feeling. Love is simply the ability that even after someone you trusted with all of your heart, someone who you admired, someone you relied on breaks that trust…and you would be willing to do trust them again…
And let it happen all over again.
A lesson that my dog taught me.
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$a=~y/b-yB-Y/a-zA-Z/;
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I want to leave a legacy
How will they remember me?
Did I choose to love?
Did I point to You enough?
To make a mark on things
I want to leave an offering
A child of mercy and grace
Who blessed Your name unapologetically
And leave that kind of legacy…
There are been a couple of times know that I’ve talked with someone, gave them counsel, told them what might be wise to do, what might not be. And then they make a decision that will ultimately lead them down destruction[1].
It’s maddening! I think the thing that really frustrates me is the amount of time I’ve invested in their life. It’s almost as if they don’t care about me…
Me…Hmm, I wonder if this is all about me and how I want to leave my mark. Do I want to leave my mark for me, or for God?
[1]: Destruction is a word that sounds very negative, and it often is. I think this is the word I would use because Jesus says that the path to destruction is short and wide. I think the way I used it may be a problem. I’ll have to ponder on this.
I posted the pictures just now. Baked fresh!
I’m in the process of uploading all my pictures from yesterday. I have 30 photos that will be uploaded within the next hour or so.
I’ll be going SCUBA diving today…in about three and half hours actually.
I’m finally here. It’s not the vacation that I hoped it would be, but it’s still enough for me to do the things I want to do.
It’s been a crazy vacation…I’ll be posting pictures soon…just keep checking here!
It’s the last day of classes and I’m so excited. Well, officially, the last day of classes is tomorrow but I have no classes tomorrow so I’m excited today!
I’ve got three classes, finished all my take-home finals, and I’m ready to study for my exams. This week is going to rock my face off.
Sometimes I wonder about God…and whether he wonders what the perfect thing to say to us.
I wonder if, at times, he has to think a little bit and take time to think about what he wants to speak to us about.
I like to think, like a poet, God wants to pick the perfect word, the perfect picture. Like a painter, I like to think that God chooses the perfect color, the perfect brush. Like a sculptor, he makes careful cuts, taking care not to make the wrong cut.
Don’t think I’m saying that God doesn’t know what he’s doing. I believe he does.
And I like to think he’s there, finding the perfect words…
Friends is leaving us for good. It’s going to be such a sad moment. I think I’m going to cry tonight…