Women Over 30

(Me as a baby)

****I'm glad to be my age!****

WOMEN OVER 30:


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HAVE:

1. One old boyfriend you can imagine going back to and one who reminds you of how far you've come.

2. Enough money within your control to move out and rent a place on your own, even if you never want or need to.

3. Something perfect to wear if the employer or man of your dreams wants to see you in an hour.

4. A purse, a suitcase and an umbrella you're not ashamed to be seen carrying.

5. A youth you're content to move beyond.

6. A past juicy enough that you're looking forward to retelling it in your old age.

7. The realization that you are actually going to have an old age and some money set aside to help fund it.

8. A set of screwdrivers, a cordless drill and a black lace bra.

9. One friend who always makes you laugh and one who lets you cry.

10. A good piece of furniture not previously owned by anyone else in your family.

11. Eight matching plates, wine glasses with stems and a recipe for a meal that will make your guests feel honored.

12. A resume that is not even the slightest bit padded.

13. A feeling of control over your destiny.

14. A skin care regime, an exercise routine and a plan for dealing with those few other facets of life that don't get better after 30.

15. A solid start on a satisfying career, a satisfying relationship and all those other facets of life that do get better.



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KNOW:

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1. How to fall in love without losing yourself.

2. How you feel about having kids.

3. How to quit a job, break up with a man and confront a friend without ruining the friendship.

4. When to try harder and when to walk away.

5. How to kiss a man in a way that communicates perfectly what you would and wouldn't like to happen next.

6. How to have a good time at a party you'd never choose to attend.

7. How to ask for what you want in a way that makes it most likely you'll get it.

8. That you can't change the length of your calves, the width of your hips or the nature of your parents.

9. That your childhood may not have been perfect, but it's over.

10. What you would and wouldn't do for love or more.

11. How to live alone, even if you don't like it.

12. Who you can trust, who you can't, and why you shouldn't take it personally.

13. Where to go - be it your best friend's kitchen table or a charming inn hidden in the woods - when your soul need soothing.

14. What you can and can't accomplish in a day, a month, a year.

15. Why they say life begins at 30.

Here, Have Some Chocolate

Hormone Hostage

The Hormone Hostage knows that there are days in the month when all a man has to do is open his mouth to a woman and he takes his very life into his own hands.

This is a handy guide that should be as common as a driver's license in the wallet of every husband, boyfriend, or significant other.

DANGEROUS: What's for dinner?
SAFER: Can I help you with dinner?
SAFEST: Where would you like to go for dinner?
ULTRASAFE: Here, have some chocolate.

DANGEROUS: Are you wearing that?
SAFER: Gee, you look good in brown.
SAFEST: WOW! Look at you!
ULTRASAFE: Here, have some chocolate.

DANGEROUS: What are you so worked up about?
SAFER: Could we be overreacting?
SAFEST: Here's fifty dollars.
ULTRASAFE: Here, have some chocolate.

DANGEROUS: Should you be eating that?
SAFER: You know, there are a lot of apples left.
SAFEST: Can I get you a glass of wine with that?
ULTRASAFE: Here, have some chocolate.

DANGEROUS: What did you do all day?
SAFER: I hope you didn't overdo it today.
SAFEST: I've always loved you in that robe!
ULTRASAFE: Here, have some more chocolate.

Now For A Lighter Side

One of my favorite jokes:

Long ago, when sailing ships ruled the waves, a captain and his crew were in danger of being boarded by a pirate ship. As the crew became frantic, the captain bellowed to his First Mate, "Bring me my red shirt!"

The First Mate quickly retrieved the captain's red shirt, which the captain put on and led the crew to battle the pirate boarding party. Although some casualties occurred among the crew, the pirates were repelled.

Later that day, the lookout screamed that there were two pirate vessels sending boarding parties. The crew cowered in fear, but the captain, calm as ever bellowed, "Bring me my red shirt!"

And once again the battle was on. The Captain and his crew repelled both boarding parties, however this time more casualties occurred. Weary from the battles, the men sat around on deck that night recounting the day's occurrences when an ensign looked to the Captain and asked, "Sir, why did you call for your red shirt before the battle?"

The Captain, giving the ensign a look that only a captain can give, exhorted, "If I am wounded in battle, the red shirt does not show the wound and thus, you men will continue to fight unafraid...

The men sat in silence marveling at the courage of such a man. As dawn came the next morning, the lookout screamed that there were pirate ships, 10 of them, all with boarding parties on their way. The men became silent and looked to the Captain, their leader, for his usual command. The Captain, calm as ever, bellowed, "Bring me my brown pants!"

Hug Your Kids

Yesterday, she held her children,

Laughed and loved and played.

Today she kissed them goodbye,

Not knowing she would never do that again.

It all happened so fast,

And it was gone.

Listen to these words.

HUG YOUR KIDS.

Hear the sounds...

Of a little boy crying because

His mommy is never coming home.

Listen to a grieving husband's words

To those he holds dear.

HUG YOUR KIDS.

It may be your last.

-In Memory of Leslie Hatcher
Who Went to Heaven on March 24, 2006
Mother of a 5 yr old boy and a 3 yr old daughter;
Loved by many.

Chocolate Above Men

A man is walking down the beach and comes across an old bottle. He picks it up, pulls out the cork and out pops a genie.

The genie says, "Thank you for freeing me from the bottle. In return I will grant you three wishes."

The man says "Great! I always dreamed of this and I know exactly what I want. First, I want one billion dollars in a Swiss bank account." Poof! There is a flash of light and a piece of paper with account numbers appears in his hand.

He continues, "Next, I want a brand new red Ferrari right here." Poof! There is a flash of light and a bright red brand-new Ferrari appears right next to him. He continues, "Finally, I want to be irresistible to women." Poof!

There is a flash of light and he turns into a box of chocolates.

Emotional Principles

We live in a society where ‘love rules’. We have rules and principles that govern our head, but our heart ‘has its reasons of which reason knows nothing’ according to Blaise Pascal. In other words, we feel justified in following blindly when our emotions (and hormones) are powerfully swayed.

My current favourite quote is this African proverb: “Only a fool tests the depth of the water with both feet.” For everyone who has ever done just that in a relationship and come close to drowning, I offer the following emotional principles.

1) I will not, ever, accept that anyone has a right to treat me contemptuously.

2) I will not accept that anyone has a right to disregard my feelings.

3) I will not accept that anyone else’s difficulties give them the right

to visit their frustrations on me.

4) I will not, ever, own the harsh, critical comments that anyone makes about me.

5) I understand that everyone is responsible for their own beliefs and behaviours.

6) I am prepared to be held accountable for my own mistakes.

7) I will not make excuses or cover up for another person.

8) I will not accept that anyone has the right to routinely visit judgment or blame on me.

9) I do not accept that anyone, ever, has a right to visit their moods on me at will.

10) I will not ever minimise the importance of my feelings.

11) I will not accept that anyone else has the right to minimise the importance of my feelings.

12) I do not accept that anyone has a right to silence me, or disregard my point of view.

13) I have an inalienable right to be heard.

14) I have an inalienable right be treated with respect at all times.

15) I do not accept that differences of opinion can ever be resolved by intimidation.

16) Whatever the situation, I am always the human equal of every other person.

17) I expect and require reciprocity in my relationships.

18) My time and effort are valuable. I require their value to be recognised.

19) I do not accept that anyone ever has a right to criticise my worth as a human being.

20) I accept and honour my right to care for and nurture myself at all times.

-www.joyfulcoaching.com

I'm Okay, You Might Be Out Of Order

When your partner has made critical comments about you, have you ever entertained the sneaking doubt that he might be right?

Any abusive relationship is a brainwashing relationship. It is a relationship in which one person’s best interests are served by denigrating another and reducing their personal power and self-worth. Often the abuser does this by leveraging an old feeling of inadequacy.

Possibly one of the most shameless examples that I’ve seen recently was at a family wedding, last week, where the groom used his speech to tell the assembled guests, in some detail, how his ‘beautiful bride’ drove the wrong way up a road. Her driving, he said, taught him to pray…

Had the bride not been used to being put down by her family, she might just have crowned him with at least one tier of the wedding cake.

Instead, she failed to react. It’s only conjecture on my part, but I’d guess she was thinking: “Well, I know I don’t drive too well, so it probably is funny.” Well, maybe.

The moment may, or may not, have been funny. Her groom’s unilateral decision to ‘share’ it with 200+ people on what’s meant to be the most special day of her life is, quite simply, out of order. It was the groom using shorthand to let everyone in the room know that his bride is an idiot.

Actually, some of us thought that the groom was an oaf.

But the fact remains, if, like the bride, you are used to being treated with a lack of consideration, you will probably justify the person making the criticism. Your conditioning has taught you to believe that if you are less than perfect – and you are, inevitably, because 100% success rate in all areas of your life at all times is impossible – then you are fairly worthless.

Now this is a key belief of abused women on which the power of an abusive partner hinges. Your errors, failings, mistakes, shortcomings –whatever you care to call them – never affect your human worth. They only make you fallible.

Fallibility does not affect worth. It’s that simple. Our mistakes etc. do not in any way undermine our unique, inalienable value as human beings. However we mess up in any given situation, we are still okay, worthy, lovable human beings.

Since this is always the case, it is the behaviour of our critic that merits scrutiny rather than our own.

Deliberately disregarding or undermining another human being is out of order. Expanding a comment from the particular to the general is out of order. Using one instance of fallibility to challenge your ability or worth in every area of your life is out of order.

Weasel words like: “you always, “you never” are out of order. Shifting blame for your responses or behaviour onto another person are out of order.

With time you become so used to being blamed and criticised for everything that you accept it as your lot. Before you can question criticism, you have to have a yardstick to measure it by. Often that yardstick is: is it, or isn’t it, abusive? If it is then you are justified in challenging it; if not, then you are not.

Other, much used criteria are: ‘is this criticism fair? and “is this a deliberate attempt to hurt me or shift blame onto me?”

The thing is, if you don’t have a clear sense of your own acceptability, how can you possibly judge accurately? Instead of reacting, you can find yourself puzzling about the rights and wrongs of the case.

What we’re talking about here are fairly crude behaviours. You are quite justified in assessing them by a fairly crude rule of thumb. If your instinctive response to them is to feel humiliated, hurt and disregarded, then the other person is out of order. Voilà! That’s all there is to it.

Sometimes people are out of order in their behaviour towards you. And not just your partner. If that’s the way it feels, that’s the way it is.

Contrary to what a partner, or other, may have told you, you’re no diva constantly on the lookout for imaginary slights. You’re an extraordinarily long-suffering person. Not least because, in the past, you’ve always started from the flawed assumption that the other person is bound to be okay and you must be out of order. Not so.

You’re okay. That’s a given.

-By Annie Kaszina
www.joyfulcoaching.com

What Men Really Mean

"Will you marry me?"
Really means ... "Both my roommates have moved out, I can't find the washer, and there is no more peanut butter."

"Go ask your mother."
Really means ... "I am incapable of making a decision."

"You know how bad my memory is."
Really means ... "I remember the theme song to 'F Troop', the address of the first girl I ever kissed and the Vehicle Identification Numbers of every car I've ever owned, but I forgot your birthday." *g*

"I was just thinking about you, and got you these roses."
Really means ... "The girl selling them on the corner was a real babe."

"Football is a man's game."
Really means ... "Women are generally too smart to play it."

"Oh, don't fuss. I just cut myself, it's no big deal."
Really means ... "I have actually severed a limb, but will bleed to death before I admit I'm hurt."

"I do help around the house."
Really means ... "I once put a dirty towel in the laundry basket."

"Hey, I've got my reasons for what I'm doing."
Really means ... "And I sure hope I think of some pretty soon."

"I can't find it."
Really means ... "It didn't fall into my outstretched hands, so I'm completely clueless."

"What did I do this time?"
Really means ... "What did you catch me at?"

"What do you mean, you need new clothes?"
Really means ... "You just bought new clothes 3 years ago."

"She's one of those rabid feminists."
Really means ... "She refused to make my coffee."

"No, I left plenty of gas in the car."
Really means ... "You may actually get it to start."

"I'm going to stop off for a quick one with the guys."
Really means ... "I am planning on drinking myself into a vegetative stupor with my chest pounding, mouth breathing, pre-evolutionary companions."

"I heard you."
Really means ... "I haven't the foggiest clue what you just said, and am hoping desperately that I can fake it well enough so that you don't spend the next 3 days yelling at me."

"You know I could never love anyone else."
Really means ... "I am used to the way you yell at me, and realize it could be worse with anyone else."

"You look terrific."
Really means ... "Oh, God, please don't try on one more outfit. I'm starving."

"I brought you a present."
Really means ... "It was free ice scraper night at the ball game."

"I missed you."
Really means ... "Our time apart wasn't as good as I had hoped it would be."

"I'm not lost. I know exactly where we are."
Really means ... "No one will ever see us alive again."

"We share the housework."
Really means ... "I make the messes, she cleans them up."

"This relationship is getting too serious."
Really means ... "I like you more than my new car."

"I recycle."
Really means ... "We could pay the rent with the money from my empties."

"Of course I like it, honey, you look beautiful."
Really means ... "Oh, man, what have you done to yourself?"

"It sure snowed last night."
Really means ... "I suppose you're going to nag me about shoveling the walk now."

"It's good beer."
Really means ... "It was on sale."

"I don't need to read the instructions."
Really means ... "I am perfectly capable of screwing it up without printed help."

"I'll fix the garbage disposal later."
Really means ... "If I wait long enough you'll get frustrated and buy a new one."

"I broke up with her."
Really means ... "She dumped me."

"I'll take you to a fancy restaurant."
Really means ... "Someplace that doesn't have a drive-thru window."

"I'm going fishing."
Really means... "I'm going to drink myself dangerously stupid, and stand by a stream with a stick in my hand, while the fish swim by in complete safety."

"Let's take your car."
Really means.... "Mine is full of beer cans, burger wrappers and completely out of gas."

"Woman driver."
Really means... "Someone who doesn't speed, tailgate, swear, make obscene gestures and has a better driving record than me."

"I don't care what color you paint the kitchen."
Really means... "As long as it's not blue, green, pink, red, yellow, lavender, gray, mauve, black, turquoise or any other color besides white."

"It's a guy thing."
Really means... "There is no rational thought pattern connected with it, and you have no chance at all of making it logical."

"Can I help with dinner?"
Really means... "Why isn't it already on the table?"

"Uh huh," "Sure, honey," or "Yes, dear."
Really means... Absolutely nothing. It's a conditioned response like Pavlov's dog drooling.

"Good idea."
Really means... "It'll never work. And I'll spend the rest of the day gloating."

"Have you lost weight?"
Really means... "I've just spent our last $30 on a cordless drill."

"My wife doesn't understand me."
Really means... "She's heard all my stories before, and is tired of them."

"It would take too long to explain."
Really means... "I have no idea how it works."

"I'm getting more exercise lately."
Really means... "The batteries in the remote are dead."

"I got a lot done."
Really means... "I found 'Waldo' in almost every picture."

"We're going to be late."
Really means... "Now I have a legitimate excuse to drive like a maniac."

"Hey, I've read all the classics."
Really means... "I've been subscribing to Playboy since 1972."

"You cook just like my mother used to."
Really means... "She used the smoke detector as a meal timer, too."

"Take a break, honey, you're working too hard."
Really means... "I can't hear the game over the vacuum cleaner."

"That's interesting, dear."
Really means... "Are you still talking?"

"Honey, we don't need material things to prove our love."
Really means... "I forgot our anniversary again."

"You expect too much of me."
Really means... "You want me to stay awake."

"It's a really good movie."
Really means... "It's got guns, knives, fast cars, and Heather Locklear."

"That's women's work."
Really means... "It's difficult, dirty, and thankless."

Okay...A Little Bad Humor...But Fun!!!

THIS IS A MAN'S IDEAL BRA:



THIS IS A WOMAN'S IDEAL BRA:

Single Woman's Prayer

Now I lay me down to sleep.
Please don't send me no more creeps.
Please just send me one good man.
One without a wedding band.

One good man who's sweet as pie.
Who brushed his teeth and doesn't lie.
Who dresses neat and doesn't smell.
And is sexy like my man Denzel.
Is super-rich like Michael J.
On second thought, that's okay.

Man, if I should die before I wake,
that would truly take the cake;
No matrimony or honeymoon.
No fancy reception planned for June.
No throwing of the wedding bouquet.
Please, God, don't let me go out that way.
If I die before I meet Mr. Right
I won't go out without a fight.
But then again with my luck,
He'd probably be just some schmuck.

The single life is not that bad
I know it's just a passing fad.
I won't be blue. I will not frown.
Besides, I like my toilet seat down.
No more makeup, won't comb my hair.
So never mind this stupid prayer.

The single life will do just fine.
So what's up, girlfriend?
IT'S PARTY TIME!!!!

Rules Guys wish Girls knew

Please note...these are all numbered #1 ON PURPOSE!

1. If you think you are fat, you probably are. Do not ask us. We refuse to answer.

1. Learn to work the toilet seat. You're a big girl. If it's up, put it down.

1. Do not cut your hair. Ever. Long hair is always more attractive than short hair. One of the big reasons guys fear getting married is that married women always cut their hair, and by then, you are stuck with her.

1. Birthdays, Valentines, and Anniversaries are not quests to see if we can find the perfect present yet again!

1. If you ask a question you don't want an answer to; expect an answer you do not want to hear.

1. Sometimes, we are not thinking about you. Live with it.

1. Do not ask us what we are thinking about unless you are prepared to discuss such topics as navel lint, the shotgun formation and Nascar.

1. Sunday sports. It's like the full moon or the changing of the tides. Let it be.

1. Shopping is not a sport, and no, we are never going to think of it that way.

1. When we have to go somewhere, absolutely anything you wear is fine. Really.

1. You have enough clothes. You have too many shoes.

1. Crying is blackmail.

1. Your ex-boyfriend is an idiot.

1. Ask for what you want. Let us be clear on this one: Subtle hints do not work. Strong hints do not work. Obvious hints do not work. Just say it!

1. We don't remember dates. Mark birthdays and anniversaries on a calendar. Remind us frequently beforehand.

1. Most guys own three pairs of shoes - tops. What makes you think we'd be any good at choosing which pair, out of thirty, would look good with your dress?

1. Yes and No are perfectly acceptable answers to almost every question.

1. Come to us with a problem only if you want help solving it. That's what we do. Sympathy is what your girlfriends are for.

1. A headache that lasts for 17 months is a problem. See a doctor.

1. Foreign films are best left to foreigners.

1. Check your oil. Please.

1. Do not fake it. We would rather be ineffective than deceived.

1. Anything we said 6 months ago is inadmissible in an argument. In fact, all comments become null and void after 7 days.

1. If you won't dress like the Victoria's Secret girls, don't expect us to act like soap opera guys.

1. If something we said can be interpreted two ways, and one of the ways makes you sad or angry, we meant the other one.

1. Let us ogle. We are going to look anyway; it's genetic.

1. Don't rub the lamp if you don't want the genie to come out.

1. You can either ask us to do something OR tell us how you want it done-not both. If you already know best how to do it, just do it yourself.

1. Whenever possible, please say whatever you have to say during commercials.

1. Christopher Columbus did not need directions, and neither do we.

1. Women wearing Wonderbras and low-cut blouses lose their right to complain about having their boobs stared at.

1. More women should wear Wonderbras and low-cut blouses. We like staring at boobs.

1. The relationship is never going to be like it was the first two months we were going out. Get over it. And quit whining to your girlfriends like THEIR relationships are SO MUCH better.

1. ALL men see in only 16 colors, like Windows default settings. Peach, for example, is a fruit, not a color. Pumpkin is also a fruit. We have no idea what mauve is.

1. If it itches, it will be scratched. We do that.

1. We are not mind readers and we never will be. Our lack of mind-reading ability is not proof of how little we care about you.

1. If we ask what is wrong and you say "nothing," we will act like nothing's wrong. We know you are lying, but it is just not worth the hassle.

1. What the hell is a doily?

That's About Right

What Caused Your Scars? (with anime pics!)

Your scars are caused by heartbreak. You suffer from vivid, explosive pain that makes you hate your life and look for a way to escape it. Someone hurt you very badly, and now you're beginning to believe that you'll never be happy again.
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I Got Death

"I got death. He got life...without the possibility of parole."

I saw this line in a t.v. movie a few years ago...I've never forgotten it. Don't you forget it either...Make your ending a better one.

Just Help

Now That's God

It was one of the hottest days of the dry season. We had not seen rain in almost a month. The crops were dying. Cows had stopped giving milk. The creeks and streams were long gone back into the earth. It was a dry season that would bankrupt several farmers before it was through.
Every day, my husband and his brothers would go about the arduous process of trying to get water to the fields. Lately this process had involved taking a truck to the local water rendering plant and filling it up with water. But severe rationing had cut everyone off. If we
Didn’t see some rain soon...we would lose everything. It was on this day that I learned the true lesson of sharing and witnessed the only miracle I have seen with my own eyes. I was in the kitchen making lunch for my husband and his brothers when I saw my
Six-year-old son, Billy, walking toward the woods. He wasn't walking with the usual carefree abandon of a youth but with a serious purpose. I could only see his back. He was obviously walking with a great effort ... trying to be as still as possible. Minutes after he disappeared into the woods, he came running out again, toward the house. I went back to making sandwiches; thinking that whatever task he had been doing was completed. Moments later, however, he was once again walking in that slow purposeful stride toward the woods. This activity went on for an hour: walking carefully to the woods, running back to the house.

Finally I couldn't take it any longer and I crept out of the house and followed him on his journey (being very careful not to be seen...as he was obviously doing important work and didn't need his Mommy checking up on him). He was cupping both hands in front of him as he walked, being very careful not to spill the water he held in them ... maybe two or three tablespoons were held in his tiny hands. I sneaked close as he went into the woods. Branches and thorns slapped his little face, but he did not try to avoid them. He had a much higher purpose. As I leaned in to spy on him, I saw the most amazing site.

Several large deer loomed in front of him. Billy walked right up to them. I almost screamed for him to get away. A huge buck with elaborate antlers was dangerously close. But the buck did not threaten him...he didn't even move as Billy knelt down. And I saw a tiny fawn lying on the ground; obviously suffering from dehydration and heat exhaustion, lift its head with great effort to lap up the water cupped in my beautiful boy's hand. When the water was gone, Billy jumped up to run back to the house and I hid behind a tree.
I followed him back to the house to a spigot to which we had shut off the water. Billy opened it all the way up and a small trickle began to creep out. He knelt there, letting the drip, drip slowly fill up his makeshift "cup," as the sun beat down on his little back. And it came clear to me: The trouble he had gotten into for playing with the hose the week before. The lecture he had received about the importance of not wasting water. The reason he didn't ask me to help him. It took almost twenty minutes for the drops to fill his hands. When he stood up and began the trek back, I was there in front of him.

His little eyes just filled with tears. "I'm not wasting," was all he said. As he began his walk, I joined him...with a small pot of water from the kitchen. I let him tend to the fawn. I stayed away. It was his job. I stood on the edge of the woods watching the most beautiful heart I have ever known working so hard to save another life. As the tears that rolled down my face began to hit the ground, other drops...and more drops...and more suddenly joined them. I looked up at the sky. It was as if God, himself, was weeping with pride.
Some will probably say that this was all just a huge coincidence. Those miracles don't really exist. That it was bound to rain sometime. And I can't argue with that... I'm not going to try. All I can say is that the rain that came that day saved our farm...just like the actions of one little boy saved another.
I don't know if anyone will read this...but I had to send it out. To honor the memory of my beautiful Billy, who was taken from me much too soon... But not before showing me the true face of God, in a little, sunburned body.


*~THAT'S GOD ~*
Have you ever been just sitting there and all of a sudden you feel like doing something nice for someone you care for?

THAT'S GOD! He speaks to you through the Holy Spirit

Have you ever been down and out and nobody seems to be around for you to
Talk to?

THAT'S GOD! He wants you to speak to Him.

Have you ever been thinking about somebody that you haven't seen in a long time and then next thing you know you see them or receive a phone call from them?

THAT'S GOD! There's no such thing as coincidence.

Have you ever received something wonderful that you didn't even ask for, like money in the mail, a debt that had mysteriously been cleared, or a coupon to a department store where you had just seen something you wanted, but couldn't afford.

THAT'S GOD. . He knows the desires of your heart. .

Have you ever been in a situation and you had no clue how it is going to get better, but now you look back on it?

THAT'S GOD! He passes us through tribulation to see a brighter day.

Don't tell GOD how Big your storm is. Tell the storm how big your GOD is!

GOD LOVES YOU!

Survival Tips

We can now add to the list of victims the retired 77 yr. old TCU professor from Ft Worth whose body was found last week in Oklahoma--and the 11 yr. old in Sarasota, FL. Because of these recent abductions in daylight hours, refresh yourself of these things to do in an emergency situation...This is for you, and for you to share with your friends, your children, every woman you know. Stay as safe as possible. Do not become a statistic for violence against women.

After reading these 9 crucial tips, tell someone you care about. It never hurts to be careful in this crazy world we live in.

1. Tip from Tae Kwon Do: The elbow is the strongest point on your body. If you are close enough to use it, do!

2.Learned this from a tourist guide in New Orleans. If a robber asks for your wallet and/or purse,DO NOT HAND IT TO HIM. Toss it away from you....chances are that he is more interested in your wallet and/or purse than you, and he will go for the wallet/purse.RUN LIKE MAD IN THE OTHER DIRECTION!

3.If you are ever thrown into the trunk of a car, kick out the back tail lights and stick your arm out the hole and start waving like crazy. The driver won't see you, but everybody else will. This has saved lives.

4.Women have a tendency to get into their cars after shopping, eating, working, etc., and just sit (doing their checkbook, or making a list, etc.DON'T DO THIS!)The predator will be watching you, and this is the perfect opportunity for him to get in on the passenger side, put a gun to your head, and tell you where to go.AS SOON AS YOU GET INTO YOUR CAR, LOCK THE DOORS AND LEAVE.

a. If someone is in the car with a gun to your head DO NOT DRIVE OFF, repeat: DO NOT DRIVE OFF! Instead gun the engine and speed into anything, wrecking the car. Your Air Bag will save you. If the person is in the back seat they will get the worst of it. As soon as the car crashes bail out and run. It is better than having them find your body in a remote location.

5.A few notes about getting into your car in a parking lot, or parking garage:

A.)Be aware: look around you, look into your car, at the passenger side floor, and in the back seat

B.)If you are parked next to a big van, enter your car from the passenger door. Most serial killers attack their victims by pulling them into their vans while the women are attempting to get into their cars.

C.)Look at the car parked on the driver's side of your vehicle, and the passenger side. If a male is sitting alone in the seat nearest your car, you may want to walk back into the mall, or work, and get a guard/policeman to walk you back out.

IT IS ALWAYS BETTER TO BE SAFE THAN SORRY. (And better paranoid than dead.)

6.ALWAYS take the elevator instead of the stairs. (Stairwells are horrible places to be alone and the perfect crime spot. This is especially true at NIGHT!)

7.If the predator has a gun and you are not under his control,ALWAYS RUN!The predator will only hit you (a running target) 4 in 100 times; And even then, it most likely WILL NOT be a vital organ. RUN, Preferably in a zig -zag pattern.

8.As women, we are always trying to be sympathetic: STOP. It may get you raped, or killed. Ted Bundy, the serial killer, was a good-looking, well educated man, who ALWAYS played on the sympathies of unsuspecting women. He walked with a cane, or a limp,! and often asked "for help" into his vehicle or with his vehicle, which is when he abducted his next victim.

Last but not least...

9.Another Safety Point: Someone just told me that her friend heard a crying baby on her porch the night before last, and she called the police because it was late and she thought it was weird. The police told her" Whatever you do, DO NOT open the door."

The lady then said that it sounded like the baby had crawled near a window, and she was worried that it would crawl to the street and get run over. The policeman said, "We already have a unit on the way, whatever you do, DO NOT open the door." He told her that they think a serial killer has a baby's cry recorded and uses it to coax women out of their homes thinking that someone dropped off a baby. He said they have not verified it, but have had several calls by women saying that they hear baby's cries outside their doors when they're home alone at night.

Please pass this on and DO NOT open the door for a crying baby ----This should probably be taken seriously because the Crying Baby theory was mentioned on America's Most Wanted this past Saturday when they profiled the serial killer in Louisiana.


I'd like you to inform all the women you know. It may save a life. A candle is not dimmed by lighting another candle.

Send this to any woman you know that may need to be reminded that the world we live in has a lot of crazies in it and it's better to be safe than sorry.

And remember...every day you make it through the day you are a survivor.

God's Boxes

I have in my hands two boxes,
Which God gave me to hold.
He said, "Put all your sorrows in the black box,
And all your joys in the gold."

I heeded His words, and in the two boxes,
Both my joys and sorrows I stored,
But though the gold became heavier each day,
The black was as light as before.

With curiosity, I opened the black,
I wanted to find out why,
And I saw, in the base of the box, a hole,
Which my sorrows had fallen out by.

I showed the hole to God, and mused,
"I wonder where my sorrows could be!"
He smiled a gentle smile and said,
"My child, they're all here with me.."

I asked God, why He gave me the boxes,
Why the gold and the black with the hole?
"My child, the gold is for you to count your blessings,
The black is for you to let go."

Spit Happens

If You Forget Me

I want you to know
one thing.
You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.
Well, now,
if little by little you stop wanting me
I shall try to stop wanting you little by little.
If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall try to forget you.
If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.
But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine.
- Pablo Neruda Poems

Abuse Poem

I Deserve Better

“I deserve better” by Annie Kaszina

Have you ever said those words to a partner or to yourself? I certainly had. It’s the first step towards truly realising that the ill treatment you have experienced is not a reflection of your value.

But that is all it is: a first step.

This week a woman spoke up in one of my workshops and said she was coming to terms with the break-up of her latest relationship. It hadn’t been as bad as previous relationships, she said. There had been no physical violence. But she had found herself emotionally ‘carrying’ this man. Over time the burden had become heavier and heavier.

And then, her face contorting with the difficulty of actually speaking the words, she added tremulously: “It sounds awful to say it, I know, but I deserve better.” Then she stopped expectantly, almost as if she was waiting for the sky to fall down on her, or the other women to hiss or throw their paper coffee cups at her.

Needless to say, it didn’t happen. They were probably thinking about how she had had to screw up her courage to speak those words.

At that point a connection that has been a long time coming clicked into place in my brain and I asked her if she would allow me to challenge her on that statement. She nodded bravely, but apprehensively. Had she been staking too high a claim to life’s riches?

I said: “I dispute the fact that you deserve better, Liz. You deserve the best.” The atmosphere in the room became electric.

Nobody deserves better. As unique, precious human beings who have made do with crumbs, while generously nurturing the other people in their life – every abused woman deserves the best.

Actually, I believe that every human being is deserving of the best that life has to offer; love, care, respect, consideration, far more than material goods. The key is to understand that this abundance can be freely available to all. Owning your own share does not reduce the amount that is available to all. It doesn’t mean depriving other people. Your abundance only increases the available store.

Deprivation occurs when you encounter those people who have, or believe they have, nothing to give; people who believe their best hope of attaining comfort is to cut off your source of supply and drain whatever resources you have.

Hence the question arises: Better than what? Better than the worst relationship you’ve had? Better than nothing? Better than the proverbial ‘burnt stick in the eye?

How much better is better? How much better do you deserve things to be? 10%? 20%? 50%? And how soon can you claim the better life that you deserve? Now? Or does it have to be a long, slow, wearing process? Is it yours for life, or can it be taken away from you again?

Liz sat blinking like an owl in strong light as she processed these ideas. What clinched it for her was realising that her deserving the best deprived nobody. Rather, since it meant that she would no longer be running on empty, she could share the generosity of her spirit even more constructively than she had in the past. (Not least because, from now on, she will steer clear of those people who would rather drain her resources than uncover the wellspring of their own.)

When Liz said: “I deserve the best”, she made no apologies for the statement she made. It sat well with her.

Because there is something far more compelling about speaking words out loud than just thinking them, I asked the other women to join in also. A chorus of “I deserve the best” filled the room.

That group of women who generally apologise for their existence had no problem declaring that they deserve the best.

Focusing on a modest improvement in their circumstances kept these women thinking small. It kept them focusing on doing just a little bit better than what they were used to.

Raising the bar unconditionally transported them into a different place; the place where their dreams, beliefs and values still grow. In that place they knew and felt that they deserve the best.

What about you? You deserve the best, don’t you? So why not just say it out loud to yourself a few times a day? It makes a great mantra. And you’ll never know how much better you’ll start to feel until you give it a try.

Leave

Why are you trying to hang onto
Someone who obviously doesn’t care about you
Why are you making excuses for them
When all they do is hurt you again and again
What is making you stay in this bad situation
After all of the mental, emotional and physical abuse you have taken
Why do you let them have the run of your house
And disrespect you and yours while you sit there quiet as a mouse
They act like they don’t even want to be seen with you
Until they need or want something, then they’re calling you
Do you still believe the lies that say, “I love and adore you”
While you’re being hit upside your head and your eyes are black and blue
What is it going to take for you to leave this terrible place
A dislocated shoulder or a rearranged face
Don’t you know that there is a better life than this
A life full of freedom, peace and joyful bliss
I know they said they would kill you if you ever tried to leave
But don’t you know that’s a trick of the enemy to keep you from getting what you need
I know you don’t have any money or any skills to get a job
But you have to knock on the door; not just stand there jiggling the knob
You can use all of the excuses, if, ands and buts
But all that’s going to do is just keep you in a rut
Stop fooling yourself into thinking things are going to change
And stop walking in pride because you are so ashamed
I know that it hurts and that it scares the wits out of you
But don’t let that stop you from doing everything that you need to do
Make yourself a list from A to Z
Of all the tedious details and the things you’re going to need
You might have to change locks or get a restraining order
But, it would be better to do those things before someone has to report a murder
You ask, “What should I do if they want a reprieve? ”
The only advice I can give to you is one word, and that is LEAVE!

-Deidre Blair

Rainbow World

Sometimes our world is black and white—midnight, starless black,
storm-cloud black, winter-sea black, the black of despair, hunger, death.

Snowstorm white, foggy-day white, midday-sunlight white, the empty white of loneliness, the burning white of panic or pain.

God's world is a rainbow world, a joyful spectrum:

Poppy-red of candy apples, joy and laughter—life-blood red.

Glowing orange of sunsets, of a monarch butterfly’s wing, the golden moments of worship and prayer.

Heart-cheering yellow of sunshine and sunflowers, of butter and lemon drops, the warm yellow of contentment that comes with family, friends, and those who care.

Leafy green of just-mowed lawns and majestic pines, a green world with clean water, fresh air, healthy creatures.

Clear sky-blue of sparkling lakes and babies' eyes, a blue world of adventure, anticipation, and peace.

Purple world of hidden violets and distant mountains, the purple of royal robes and majesty on a donkey, of wine with bread.

In our black and white world it is hard to believe in the rainbow.

In God's world we are dazzled by light and color.
Come to the rainbow world.

Prayer:

Be with us in our black and white lives. Lead us to your rainbow blessings.
Keep us mindful that we are your colors in the world. Bless our work as we love
and serve others through our daily lives.

In the name of Jesus, our friend, our guide, and our hope.
Amen.

Problems

What is God telling you with the problems He permits in your life? The problems you face will either defeat you or develop you - depending on how you respond to them. Unfortunately most people fail to see how God wants to use problems for good in their lives. They react foolishly and resent their problems rather than pausing to consider what benefit they might bring.

Here are five ways God wants to use the problems in your life.

1. God uses problems to DIRECT you. Sometimes God must light a fire under you to get you moving. Problems often point us in a new direction and motivate us to change. Is God trying to get your attention? "Sometimes it takes a painful situation to make us change our ways," Proverbs 20:30 (GN)
2. God uses problems to INSPECT you. People are like tea bags...if you want to know what's inside them, just drop them into hot water! Has God ever tested your faith with a problem? What do problems reveal about you? "When you have many kinds of troubles, you should be full of joy, because you know that these troubles test your faith, and this will give you patience." James 1:2-3 (NCV)
3. God uses problems to CORRECT you. Some lessons we learn only through pain and failure. It's likely that as a child your parents told you not to touch a hot stove. But you probably learned by being burned. Sometimes we only learn the value of something ...health, money, a relationship. By losing it. "...It was the best thing that could have happened to me, for it taught me to pay attention to your laws." Psalm 119:71-72 (LB)
4. God uses problems to PROTECT you. A problem can be a blessing in disguise if it prevents you from being harmed by something more serious. Last year a friend was fired for refusing to do something unethical that his boss had asked him to do. His unemployment was a problem-but it saved him from being convicted and sent to prison a year later when management's actions were eventually discovered. "You intended to harm me, but God intended it for good..." Genesis 50:20 (NIV)
5. God uses problems to PERFECT you. Problems, when responded to correctly, are character builders. God is far more interested in your character than your comfort. Your relationship to God and your character are the only two things you're going to take with you into eternity. "We can rejoice when we run into problems...they help us learn to be patient. And patience develops strength of character in us and helps us trust God more each time we use it until finally our hope and faith are strong and steady." Romans 5:3-4 (LB)

Here's the point: God is at work in your life-even when you do not recognize it or understand it. But it's much easier and profitable when you cooperate with Him. Print this out and read this regularly. Some of you could probably use this right now!

"YOU ARE BLESSED...THERE'S NO NEED TO BE STRESSED!"
(I wanted to leave this part out, but it is true I just can not remember it sometimes when I need it most.)



This was given to me by a friend. I would like to add, that if you would just read your Bible, you will know that God will NEVER give us more than we can handle. Like this says, you may think you cannot handle it, but there is always a reason for our problems.

Not My Usual Stuff

****I just found this so interesting that I want to share it.*****

© 2004 WorldNetDaily.com


Computer-generated sketch of boy Jesus based on Shroud of Turin (courtesy Retequattro-Mediaset)

What did Jesus Christ of Nazareth look like as a boy?

While no one knows for certain, forensic experts are now using computer images from the Shroud of Turin along with historical data and other ancient images to make an educated guess.

In a documentary called "Jesus' Childhood" airing Sunday night on the Italian TV station Retequattro of the Mediaset Group, police artists use the same "aging" technology employed when searching for missing persons and criminals.

"In this case the experts went backwards. Now we have a hypothesis on how the man of the shroud might have looked at the age of 12," Mediaset said in a statement. "While some features, such as the color of the eyes and the hair's length, cut and color, are arbitrary, others come directly from the face impressed on the shroud."

The group points out the facial proportions between the nose and eyebrow, as well as the shape of the jaw are identical to those on the shroud, which is a piece of linen some believe to be the actual burial cloth of Jesus after he was crucified.

The resulting image shows a fair-skinned child with blond, wavy hair and dark eyes.

"We made a rigorous effort based on the Shroud of Turin, but it's clear that the data at our disposal were limited," police official Carlo Bui told the Italian paper Corriere della Sera. "Let's say we have made an excellent hypothesis."

The Bible itself gives little information as to the specifics of what Jesus looked like during his ministry.

It does say he was a descendant of King David, who may have been fair-skinned with a reddish tint to his face and hair. The Old Testament notes David as a youth "was ruddy, and withal of a beautiful countenance, and goodly to look to." (I Samuel 16:12)

Others have argued Jesus was more olive or dark-skinned being from the Middle East.

The book of Isaiah gives what many believe to be a prophecy about Jesus' appearance as a human being, noting there wouldn't be any features out of the ordinary:

"For he shall grow up before him as a tender plant, and as a root out of a dry ground: he hath no form nor comeliness; and when we shall see him, there is no beauty that we should desire him." (Isaiah 53:2)

When asked by Discovery News about the latest computer-generated image, Prof. James Charlesworth, an expert on Jesus research and the Gospel of John at Princeton Theological Seminary, said, "Too many Christians look down the well of history, seeking to see Jesus' face, and see the reflection of their own image. Those who follow Jesus find him attractive and thence always tend to portray him as a very attractive male, as in this new image."

"It shows clearly an Aryan Jesus, just like the Nazis proclaimed. Jesus was a Jew, looked like a Jew, and followed Jewish customs," he said.

As WorldNetDaily previously reported, the Shroud of Turin itself has been mired in controversy for centuries, with some maintaining the image on the linen is that of the crucified Jesus, while others reject it as an elaborate hoax.

In the 1980s, three international laboratories were selected to run the newly refined accelerated mass spectrometry (AMS) method of carbon dating on the shroud, to help determine its time of origin. The labs, including one at the University of Arizona at Tucson, all concurred the shroud was dated 1260-1390 AD.

But many have since questioned the reliability of the carbon-dating process which fixed that time period.

In 2000, millions of people turned out to view the controversial fabric during a rare public display.

The New Testament does refer to linens in connection with Jesus' burial, recounted when Jesus' disciples went to his tomb:

Peter therefore went forth, and that other disciple, and came to the sepulchre. So they ran both together: and the other disciple did outrun Peter, and came first to the sepulchre. And he stooping down, and looking in, saw the linen clothes lying; yet went he not in. Then cometh Simon Peter following him, and went into the sepulchre, and seeth the linen clothes lie, And the napkin, that was about his head, not lying with the linen clothes, but wrapped together in a place by itself. (John 20:3-7)

While some think the "napkin" that was on Jesus' head casts doubt on the whole shroud theory, others believe it helps validate the shroud as authentic.

A relic called the Sudarium of Oviedo is claimed by some to be the actual cloth around Jesus' head.

The cloth is impregnated with blood and lymph stains that match the blood type on the Shroud of Turin. The pattern and measurements of stains indicate the placement of the cloth over the face.

Juan Ignacio Moreno, a Spanish magistrate based in Burgos, Spain, asks a critical question:

"The scientific and medical studies on the Sudarium prove that it was the covering for the same man whose image is [on] the Shroud of Turin. We know that the Sudarium has been in Spain since the 600s. How, then, can the radio carbon dating claiming the shroud is only from the 13th century be accurate?"



http://www.worldnetdaily.com/news/article.asp?ARTICLE_ID=42087

Diet Plan

Trouble Tree

I hired a plumber to help me restore an old farmhouse, and after he
had just finished a rough first day on the job: a flat tire made him
lose an hour of work, his electric drill quit and his ancient one ton
truck refused to start.

While I drove him home, he sat in stony silence. On arriving, he
invited me in to meet his family. As we walked toward the front door, he
paused briefly at a small tree, touching the tips of the branches with
both hands.

When opening the door he underwent an amazing transformation. His
tanned face was wreathed in smiles and he hugged his two small children
and gave his wife a kiss.

Afterward he walked me to the car. We passed the tree and my
curiosity got the better of me. I asked him about what I had seen him do
earlier.

"Oh, that's my trouble tree," he replied "I know I can't help having
troubles on the job, but one thing's for sure, those troubles don't
belong in the house with my wife and the children. So I just hang them
up on the tree every night when I come home and ask God to take care
of them. Then in the morning I pick them up again." "Funny thing is,"
he smiled," when I come out in the morning to pick 'em up, there
aren't nearly as many as I remember hanging up the night before."

Quiz

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If We Kick A Stone

Days Of The Week

Monday is Wash Day.
Lord, help me wash away all my selfishness and vanity, so I may serve you with perfect humility through the week ahead.

Tuesday is Ironing Day.
Dear Lord, help me iron out all the wrinkles of prejudice I have collected though the years so that I may see the beauty in others.

Wednesday is Mending Day.
O God, help me mend my ways so I will not set a bad example for others.

Thursday is Cleaning Day.
Lord Jesus, help me to dust out all the many faults I have been hiding in the secret corners of my heart.

Friday is Shopping Day.
O God, give me the grace to shop wisely so I may purchase eternal
happiness for myself and all others in need of love.

Saturday is Cooking Day.
Help me, my Savior, to brew a big kettle of brotherly love and serve it
with clean, sweet bread of human kindness.

Sunday is the Lord's Day.
O God, I have prepared my house for you. Please come into my heart so I may spend the day and the rest of my life in your presence.

Gonna Be A Bear

Slow Dance

This poem was written by a terminally ill young girl
in a New York Hospital.

Have you ever watched kids on a merry-go-round?

Or listened to the rain slapping on the ground?

Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight?

Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?

You better slow down.

Don't dance so fast.

Time is short.

The music won't last.

Do you run through each day on the fly?

When you ask How are you do you hear the reply?

When the day is done do you lie in your bed,

With the next hundred chores running through your head?

You'd better slow down

Don't dance so fast.

Time is short.

The music won't last.

Ever told your child, We'll do it tomorrow?

And in your haste, not see his sorrow?

Ever lost touch, Let a good friendship die

Cause you never had time to call and say,"Hi".

You'd better slow down.

Don't dance so fast.

Time is short.

The music won't last.

When you run so fast to get somewhere,

You miss half the fun of getting there.

When you worry and hurry through your day,

It is like an unopened gift....thrown away.
Life is not a race.

Do take it slower.

Hear the music before the song is over.

My Irish Wish For You

May there always be work for your hands to do;

May your purse always hold a coin or two;

May the sun always shine on your windowpane;

May a rainbow be certain to follow each rain;

May the hand of a friend always be near you;

May God fill your heart with gladness to cheer you.

I've Learned

I've learned...that life is like a roll of toilet paper.
The closer it gets to the end, the faster it goes.

I've learned...that we should be glad God doesn't give us everything we ask for.

I've learned...that money doesn't buy class.

I've learned...that it's those small daily
happenings that make life so spectacular.

I've learned...that under everyone's hard shell is someone who wants to be appreciated and loved.

I've learned...that the Lord didn't do it all in one day.
What makes me think I can?

I've learned...that to ignore the facts does not change the facts.

I've learned...that the less time I have to work, the more things I get done.

Without Dreams

I just recently started a new job. It is something I've never done before and I was not confident I could do it. So I decided I would try and I would do my very best because that is all God asks of me. I am at peace because I am not a failure as long as I have tried and learned. Here are some words that helped me through...If I can do it, so can you! Keep your chin up...You are not a failure!

-God does not call the qualified, He qualifies the called.

-God accepts us where we are...to take us to where He wants us to be.

-"Are you willing to step out of your comfort zone? Your comfort zone is the life you've known. Within your comfort zone, you relate to the same life you've known. Within your comfort zone, you relate to the same people in the same way you always have, and make decisions based on what you decided the last time. Your comfort zone feels secure, because it is so familiar. And yet, the life contained within that zone may not be serving you well. You are invited to embark on an adventure in faith, to step into greater possibilities that you cannot yet see. What will it take for you to move beyond the edge of the life you've known?"
-by Mary Manin Morrissey

The Station

by Robert J. Hastings

Tucked away in our subconscious is an idyllic vision. We see ourselves
on a long trip that spans the continent. We are traveling by train. Out
the windows, we drink in the passing scenes of cars on nearby highways,
of children waving at a crossing, of cattle grazing on a distant
hillside, of smoke pouring from a power plant, of row upon row of corn and
wheat, of flatlands and valleys, of mountains and rolling hillsides and
of city skylines and village halls.

But uppermost in our minds is the final destination. On a certain day,
we will pull into the station. Bands will be playing and flags waving.
Once we get there, so many wonderful dreams will come true and the
pieces of our lives will fit together like a completed jigsaw puzzle. How
restlessly we pace the aisles, [disapproving] the minutes for
loitering--waiting, waiting, waiting for the station.

"When we reach the station, that will be it!" we cry. "When I'm 18."
"When I buy a new 450SL Mercedes Benz!" "When I put the last kid through
college!" "When I have paid off the mortgage!" "When I get a
promotion!" "When I reach retirement, I shall live happily ever after!"

Sooner or later, we realize there is no station, no one place to arrive
at once and for all. The true joy of life is the trip. The station is
only a dream. It constantly outdistances us.

"Relish the moment" is a good motto, especially when coupled with Psalm
118:24: "This is the day which the Lord hath made; we will rejoice and
be glad in it."

It isn't the burdens of today that drive men mad. It is the regrets
over yesterday and the fear of tomorrow. Regret and fear are twin thieves
who rob us of today.

So stop pacing the aisles and counting the miles. Instead, climb more
mountains, eat more ice cream, go barefoot more often, swim more rivers,
watch more sunsets, laugh more, cry less. Life must be lived as we go
along. The station will come soon enough.