Logocentric (adj).Regarding words and language as a fundamental expression of an external reality (especially applied as a negative term to traditional Western thought by postmodernist critics).
Sometimes I just write whatever I feel like. Other times I respond to prompts, many taken from the following places:
Hypocrisy is what seems to be the core of the problem with many believers. We strive to be more like Christ,yet we stumble along the way, (more often, than not).We know that it is inherently wrong to judge others. And it should end on that note. But do we? When God tells us what sin is, we feel conflicted to keep our mouths shut. Yet, we pay the consequences,in the end. It's called, 'division'. And that is playing right along with fire. That loved one, that does not adhere to biblical values, will not attend your church, because you made it clear that their lifestyle or perspectives are sinful. I call it, 'The Wedge'.A Wedge is a powerful, simple, even primitive tool. But it can divide families,friends,cities and nations. You seeβ by pointing out the 'error of their ways', it places a stigma upon the listener.Hate, begets hate. The Devil claps his hands in glee, because you picked up his favorite tool.. and pounded that Wedge so deep, that it would take God, to fix the damage. We are instructed to edify one another, not tear down. Jesus himself,sought out those that were immersed in sin. He didn't avoid them, He invited them into His heart. For me, being a Christian,isn't just about attending church.But it helps. Going to church, comes from the desire to seek truth, and to worship. But it also about fellowshipping.
You were right about many things. You sparked a discussion, that everyone should be talking about, too. (And not just from believers).
I think that no one needs to point out that we are living in troublesome times. We,as Christians:(regardless how anyone defines it), need to step back and examine ourselves,(and pray), before we witness to others. It is important to remember that we do not base our faith on 'feelings'! It is based on God's Living Word, and being led by His Spirit..
Well, I wasn't really taught to cook when I was a kid. I had cooking in home ec in Jr. High so I learned a lot then. I didn't really start cooking until I met my husband in the army and we got our place. We still have our Betty Crooker cook book. Heck, I can remember one thanksgiving overseas, we forgot to take the giblets out of the turkey and were a bit befuddled when we pulled the bird out of the oven and found them. But, after 32 years, I'd say I'm a decent cook. I can follow a recipe and manage a simple substitute on my own. For the most part, the food comes out tasty enough. Could I be more skilled in the kitchen? I suppose so - if I had more time. Glad to know I'm not alone!
I think it was in The Joy of Cooking that I read that any kitchen should have
Olive oil
Lemons
Salt
Pepper
Rosemary (fresh)
Thyme (fresh)
With that short list of "always on" ingredients, it's hard to miss. I might have forgotten one part or added something that doesn't belong. But I firmly believe that if I had those always at hand, my food would taste better.
Anyways, I do wholeheartedly recommend buying The Joy of Cooking. It really has something for everybody. From baking your own French baguette to making mayonnaise from scratch, it's all there.
I have a relative--well, I guess my SIL is officially divorced so strike that relative. But she was like your wife's family.
I've found it difficult at best to find something special for family and friends as I get older. These days if you buy a gift, mailing it may cost as much as the gift. My kids know me very well. They know a gift card to my local coffee shop, or to Barnes & Noble, or even Starbucks really hits the spot.
Hello, hello
I'm not where I'm supposed to be
I hope that you're missing me Cause it makes me feel young
Hello, hello
Last time that I saw your face
Was recess in second grade
And it made me feel young
Won't you help me sober up Growing up it made me numb
And I wanna feel something again
Won't you help me sober up
All the big kids they got drunk
And I wanna feel something again
Won't you help me feel something again
How's it go again?
Goodbye, goodbye I said to my bestest buds
We said that we'd keep in touch
And we did our best
All my new friends We smile at party time
But soon we forgot to smile
At anything else
Won't you help me sober up
Growing up it made me numb
And I wanna feel something again Won't you help me sober up
All the big kids they got drunk
And I wanna feel something again
Won't you help me feel something again
How's it go again?
How's it go again?
My favorite color is you
You're vibrating out my frequency
My favorite color is you
You keep me young and that's how I wanna be
My favorite color is you
You're vibrating out my frequency
My favorite color is you
You keep me young and that's how I wanna be
Hello, hello
I'm not where I'm supposed to be
I hope that you're missing me
Cause it makes me feel young
Hello, hello
Last time that I saw your face
Was recess in second grade
And it made me feel young
And I wanna feel something again
I just wanna feel something again
(How's it go again?)
Won't you help me sober up
Growing up it made me numb
And I want to feel something again
(My favorite color is you)
Won't you help me sober up
All the big kids they got drunk
And I wanna feel something again
(My favorite color is you)
Won't you help me feel something again
(My favorite color is you)
Can I finally feel something again?
How's it go again?
I'm not where I'm
supposed to be
I hope that you're
missing me
won't you
help me
Goodbye to my
new friends
won't you
help me
grow up
and feel
something again
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