27 thoughts on “Our Daily Thread 3-27-19

  1. After posting, I usually go back to yesterday’s Daily Thread, not the others. I noticed Peter said’
    “Uh, oh. Chas stole classified material. Better watch for black SUVs in your neighborhood,”

    I’ve thought about that. USC said they will talk to their lawyers. I said to Chuck, “What are they going to do to an 89 year old man with heart trouble for taking something they were throwing away 45 years ago.
    Chuck reckoned he could call the newspaper and TV stations. It would be an interesting story that the government wanted to give me free room and board and medical care. It would be interesting.
    Donna could make a story out of that.

    It wasn’t “classified”, BTW. I gave a presentation to The American Society of photogrammetry on the mapping of the Surveyor III Crater. A copy of that is in the stuff I have, BTW.

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  2. And the adventures of Chas continue. We get the story here, folks. Keep reading to see how it all unfolds. If he goes to court, we will have to have a mass meet up at the courthouse to support one of our own.
    We believe you, Chas, and we believe in you, if that makes sense.

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  3. Morning! It is a beautiful day in the neighborhood although the sun isn’t up yet. There is kind of a silvery gray hue to the forest this morning.
    Chas just let us know if you need bail….we shall pool our resources together and you’ll be out in no time!! 🙃

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  4. So I briefly thought it was Saturday when I woke up today. But Wednesday’s better than Monday.

    My attempt to pay my property taxes with an e-check was rejected, seems you have to have your checking account “set up” for that somehow; I thought they all automatically worked that way these days.

    So I’m just going to send them a paper check by snail mail, good thing it’s early and I have time. Even to pay by debit card online they’d charge me nearly a $50 fee which I don’t care to pay on top of the taxes.

    It’s gray and foggy out this morning.

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  5. Good morning!
    I saw the header and was instantly reminded of those climbing arenas with the hand and foot holds. That would be useful for tiny kids as in the ‘I Shrunk the Kids’ variety.

    We are having a lovely spring day. The pollen is bothersome but better than the constant rain we had for so long.

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  6. Thank you for the kind words on the prayer thread. I am trying to work on an assignment that I need to get finished before tomorrow, and, as is my habit, was listening to music. Another piece made me look, and I thought you would find it beautiful too – it is a Turkish composition, played by a solo guitarist born in Israel and immigrant to Canada who is accompanied by a Turkish orchestra:

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  7. Good morning. Beautiful music, Roscuro. Thank you for sharing it.

    I had one more comment I wanted to make regarding previous discussions on submission, leadership, micromanagement, etc. It’s mainly a follow-up to comments late on yesterday’s thread from Cheryl (11:01pm) and RKessler (11:51pm).

    Cheryl, I agree with RK that there is a big difference between leading and micromanaging. And I’d be willing to bet that women who are seeking counseling regarding their marriage are more likely to be married to a micromanaging man than to one who is leading with benevolence and consideration of the wife’s unique gifts, heartfelt longings, and the like.

    Micromanaging husbands who use the “S” word (submission) on their wives strain the marriage considerably. This is why it is so important to distinguish the difference between a husband-wife relationship and a master-slave relationship, or a parent-child relationship, a “you-will-do-what-you’re-told” kind of set-up.

    IMHO, there is not enough teaching on the dangers of misunderstanding the word “submit,” and how it is fleshed out within the various relationships I mentioned above.

    If a husband is treating his wife like a slave, or like one of his offspring, is it “unsubmissive” for a wife to resist that? I believe it is not. Marriage is supposed to resemble Christ’s relationship to the Church. That’s an important distinction that is not true of the master-slave or parent-child relationship.

    There is also the matter of so much teaching on Ephesians 5 that totally glosses over verse 21 (“Submitting yourselves one to another in the fear of God.”) That’s the first verse in that chapter of the Bible that uses a form of the word submit. It speaks to both husbands and wives. But most instruction to wives, in my experience, by pastors and teachers focuses on verses 22-24, ignoring the context established in verse 21 regarding submission.

    The Bible doesn’t contradict itself. All scripture is given by God, and profitable for our learning. We need the full counsel of scripture. Yet some verses appear to be very problematic when we’re focusing on one small part of scripture and wanting it to say what we want it to say.

    I appreciated that the authors of the book brought verse 21 into the discussion (right away in the second paragraph), and that they discussed slavery and the problem of marriages being “under the law” rather than grace-filled.

    A man who is putting his wife under the law is chipping away at the picture of Christ and His Bride that a marriage is supposed to resemble. A Christian wife is doing her husband, or any witnesses, no favors if her submission enables that distortion to continue.

    You may not believe that that happens very much, but how often it happens isn’t really the point. The point is that it DOES happen, and Christian wives need Biblical strategies, utilizing the full counsel of Scripture, to deal with that in a Christ-like manner.

    The book excerpt I quoted yesterday is a good start in that direction.

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  8. 6 Arrows, absolutely I too agree that there is a big difference between leading and micromanaging. In fact, I saw red flags with one man with whom I was in conversation before I met my husband (I never met the man in person) that he would be a micromanager and was also self-centered in other ways. That isn’t a winsome personality trait in anyone, and would be extremely hard to live with. I have one close friend with a micromanaging husband, and I think both partners would agree it isn’t a happy marriage. (Ironically, that is also the couple I know who married because of a sense that God told them to marry, rather than because they determined it was a good match.)

    In fact, one of the things I loved about editing, when I was in an office environment in particular, is that it is a task that requires one’s own creativity and initiative. That is, I’m given a book to edit and some very general directives (the acquiring editor might think it has paragraphs that are too long and that it needs a slight bit more personal application, for instance), and I’m given a deadline, and I have to follow the publisher’s style in such things as capitalization and punctuation, but I largely make my own choices as to how to edit. I had one boss who would put on the schedule what day I would be working with what book, and I finally went to him and told him I’d been doing it as instructed because he had instructed me that way, but that I thought editing worked better if I could work on one book for a few days, send questions to the author, and work on another book while the author was looking at my questions. I had a fellow editor who needed the micromanaging, but I did not, and it was hindering me. He agreed and let me set my own schedule for the day-to-day tasks.

    Different couples work things out differently, and that’s OK. But I definitely agree that wives should not be treated like naughty children or slaves. One difference in my own perspective is that I have known mostly happy marriages. In my own family, for instance, looking at my parents and their descendants, we have so far had 18 marriages–about 250 years of marriage–and just one divorce. (One of my father’s brothers divorced, possibly before I was born, and that was the last divorce anywhere until one of my nieces.) From everything I have seen, those marriages have been mostly happy, as well. I’ve seen unhappy marriages and a couple of divorces, but mostly from a bit of a distance; most women in my own circle (relatives and people I interact with at church and, previously, the workplace) have been single or happily married. So my base assumption is two goodwilled Christians entering marriage, though I know that people with a different background will have a different life perspective.

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  9. Honestly I tend to bristle at the “submission” subject due to in my view of the misuse. The way I handle such situations would be to look him in the eye and say “you are not the boss of me”….just kidding….well kind of… 🙃
    Suppose there is a woman who is married to a man wanting her to look different. He purchases blue tinted contacts and tells her to wear them. After that he wants her to have a face lift. Change the color and style of her hair. I know such a woman. It is very disconcerting.

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  10. Happy to report the safe arrival of the eighth lamb this morning. That should do it for now. And if you think I am going in that pasture with that ram in it, to determine if they are ewelings or ramlings, you are crazy.

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  11. So I went back to see what trouble Chas had stirred up and saw of few things on which I have STRONG feelings.
    I have read the Boundaries book referred to multiple times. I spent a year and a half in a Sunday school class with all women, one of whom was the Baptist minister’s wife. I am sure she honored our confidentiality but was uncanny how some of our more difficult issues ended up in sermons later. Now we are studying Safe People by the same authors.
    I am your token divorced and remarried woman.
    Boundaries aren’t about pointing the finger at someone else and saying “YOU have a problem and I am not going to put up with it. YOU are in the wrong.” Boundaries are like a fence with a gate. You allow certain things within the gate and don’t allow other bad, or hurtful things in the fence.
    My husband is in chronic pain. There are certain things he has asked not to participate in doing with me. He has told me that if I want to do whatever it is to grab a friend and go. You all have heard for years about my friend who was my emotional north. She lost her husband almost two years ago. I have had some difficulty with BG, so my friend who has two daughters has started to have “Family Dinner” once a month with her two girls and BG and me. We have picked up a few strays along the way. Mr. P isn’t invited and wouldn’t go anyway because he knows that he would start hurting and need to go home and that would end my time with everyone. I brought dinner home to him last night before I went to Family Dinner.
    Now, don’t get me wrong, sometimes Mr. P will jokingly ask me what happened to those Southern, Christian women who are submissive to their husbands in all things. I reply that somebody lied to him and southern women have been controlling their men for generations with a well-seasoned cast iron skillet. We both laugh. As a matter of fact, he has only “laid down the law” to me in 7 years once. When I left Guy this last time, he told me I was NEVER to go back to work for that man!
    Boundaries, the book, isn’t about blaming others for being wrong. It is about taking your share of the responsibilities for how you are treated and not to allow them. Suppose I had a friend who called me at work every day to complain about how awful her life was. Should I allow this day after day; or should I set a boundary and tell her that I was at work and owed my hours to my employer, and could not talk to her while at work but would be glad to schedule lunch with her?
    Should I allow others to not honor my wishes and trample all over my wants and needs? Wouldn’t it be better if I set a boundary and said, I would appreciate it if you didn’t do X because when you do it makes me feel Y?
    After a detour through several other books, we are back with Cloud and Townsend for Safe People. As well as identifying the unsafe people in our worlds we have to look in the mirror and see who WE may be unsafe in another person’s life. All of this is done with a Biblical perspective. Yes, we are a group of women. Yes, we do sometimes talk about men. We don’t bash them and blame them for everything that is wrong in our lives. There is one woman who has chosen to take care of her mother who has Alzheimer’s. She was wearing herself out. She said she just wanted time to soak in a hot bath. The next Sunday we all brought her bath products to have in her bath and she moved forward with hiring someone to give her some respite. ( I will add that she also has a sister who was undergoing cancer treatments at the same time so her father was taking care of the other daughter).
    We have another woman who is determined to find a man, any man. We have encouraged her not to hop from one loser to the next. We have encouraged her not to date and to focus on herself and her child who has more emotional intelligence and a fairly good “people reader” than her mother.
    Perhaps this will put it more in perspective:

    Mending Wall
    BY ROBERT FROST

    Something there is that doesn’t love a wall,
    That sends the frozen-ground-swell under it,
    And spills the upper boulders in the sun;
    And makes gaps even two can pass abreast.
    The work of hunters is another thing:
    I have come after them and made repair
    Where they have left not one stone on a stone,
    But they would have the rabbit out of hiding,
    To please the yelping dogs. The gaps I mean,
    No one has seen them made or heard them made,
    But at spring mending-time we find them there.
    I let my neighbour know beyond the hill;
    And on a day we meet to walk the line
    And set the wall between us once again.
    We keep the wall between us as we go.
    To each the boulders that have fallen to each.
    And some are loaves and some so nearly balls
    We have to use a spell to make them balance:
    “Stay where you are until our backs are turned!”
    We wear our fingers rough with handling them.
    Oh, just another kind of out-door game,
    One on a side. It comes to little more:
    There where it is we do not need the wall:
    He is all pine and I am apple orchard.
    My apple trees will never get across
    And eat the cones under his pines, I tell him.
    He only says, “Good fences make good neighbours.”
    Spring is the mischief in me, and I wonder
    If I could put a notion in his head:
    “Why do they make good neighbours? Isn’t it
    Where there are cows? But here there are no cows.
    Before I built a wall I’d ask to know
    What I was walling in or walling out,
    And to whom I was like to give offence.
    Something there is that doesn’t love a wall,
    That wants it down.” I could say “Elves” to him,
    But it’s not elves exactly, and I’d rather
    He said it for himself. I see him there
    Bringing a stone grasped firmly by the top
    In each hand, like an old-stone savage armed.
    He moves in darkness as it seems to me,
    Not of woods only and the shade of trees.
    He will not go behind his father’s saying,
    And he likes having thought of it so well
    He says again, “Good fences make good neighbours.”

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  12. Without having read Boundaries, I have heard its principles explained several times, and have even recommended it as a possible read to a friend who constantly has people in her life to whom she cannot say no. She has one woman who will call her, text her, and message her on Facebook regularly, like multiple times a day, always with an emergency and the need to talk right now. Me, I’ve never really had much of a problem dancing to my own rhythm or turning down the cad who wants to dance with me; for me the harder thing was understanding other people’s rhythms and how to dance with others without stepping on their toes.

    My husband and I have similar enough personalities that we understand each other well and communicate well, and we have a very peaceful home. But he’s more talkative than I and a bit more spontaneous. When he wants something from me (say me going with him to the store) and I don’t really want to do it, sometimes I simply do it, sometimes I ask if it’s OK if I stay home and work on this project (or tell him I really need to work on this project unless he particularly needs me on this trip), and sometimes I ask how important it is that I come with him. If I have a bad headache or I simply must finish this project in the next six hours, he will understand and not ask me to do it. But I see submission more as a matter of cheerfully following a husband’s leadership than (most of the time) of a husband giving direct orders. Just a few minutes ago he wanted to go get the chairs we have been storing in the church basement. He didn’t say “You have to come with me” but “After lunch, I’d like to go get the chairs.” If I had said, “I need to e-mail my publisher today,” he would have asked, “How long will it take?” and we would probably have gone after that. Sometimes I will tell him, “I have a deadline in a couple of days, and I need to really focus today.” Not only will he just go on errands himself if he needs to run any that day, but he’s likely to make supper or get take-out, or we’ll just make sandwiches. I could be still living my own life. I chose to come alongside him and submit to him, and it was a good choice. The details get worked out after marriage, but the choice was made before I said “I do.”

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  13. The pollen is making my eyes feel watery and tired. I may drink some chamomile which seems to help with allergies.

    I guess I do not have much of an opinion about submission in my own marriage. Art and I don’t tend to be bossy types. We are generally conflict avoiders. To be in submission requires someone to take control. I do always submit to letting him have control of the remote, but if I ask to watch the news at ten, he will generally turn it on. I think the submission issue is something that people deal with early in marriage and if they don’t work that basic thing out then they either get divorced or perhaps physical abuse enters in as one tries to control the other. I once heard about a friend’s mom who would hit her husband on the head with her high heels. I imagine that she may have been drinking, but that was never told (they were a Navy family). I think that was probably the worst example I have known of regarding an unsubmissive wife. But I am not even sure if that was what that was all about. Some people just have angry rages, maybe bad PMS?

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  14. Ironic that chamomile will help your allergies. I think it can often make them worse.

    Interesting conversation.

    I like the picture of the fungi. My mom used to use things like that in flower arrangements. I remember bringing her some and she was most sad to find it had bugs in it. She won lots of awards for her arrangements and finally became a judge herself.

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  15. 6 here, at the library. Our only computer at home died today. I am VERY thankful it didn’t happen last week, with the flurry of last-minute emails coming in about district auditions, especially those related to finding a back-up judge for the one who got sick two days before auditions.

    Thanks for your post at 11:34, Cheryl, and thank you to everyone who answered my questions/comments the last couple days. It’s been an enriching and helpful conversation for me.

    Not sure when I’ll get back here to WV again, with no working computer at home for the time being. I guess the next time I can get to the library; maybe next Wednesday when I’m out and about for choir practice, like tonight.

    See ya guys.

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  16. Chairs.

    So a week and a half in to our new office digs (yes, that term is still used for whomever asked about it earlier) we’ve concluded, hmmm, these chairs are really uncomfortable. Neck, back and butt issues have all been mentioned.

    Today one of my cubby mates walked down to the other cubby, found a much more comfortable chair at the “hotel” desk, stole it, wheeled it down the hallway back to our room. It’s SO much better. But it’s now her chair.

    She called the building folks to see if we could swap our chairs out — they’re hard as rocks and tip you forward so you eventually start to slide. No, they told her, they had to order special “little” desks for us as it was to fit our needs — from a third party — and these were the chairs that came with them.

    I thought I’d get used to them, but have noticed every morning coming in this week I’ve groaned as I’ve had to sit down once again in my tiny spot for another 8-hour day.

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