Yesterday my good friend Shanon posted something on Facebook (of course) that brought up a memory of my grandfather. Her post was, “Being Nice to someone you dislike doesn’t mean you’re fake. It means you are mature enough to tolerate your dislike towards them. Be Blessed!”
I was reminded of a story my grandpa used to tell of a man he worked with. This man HATED my grandfather with a passion. Every morning my grandpa had to pass him when going into work. He would smile and say a genuine good morning. After about 6 months the man couldn’t stand it anymore. He stopped my grandpa and said in the nastiest tone, why are you always nice to me? You know I hate you. My grandpa looked at him and said because Jesus commands me to. You can be as mean and as nasty to me as you want to be. I can’t control you. All I can control is my reaction to you. At that point the man broke down and began to tell my grandfather about his life. Because of this he was able to share Christ with this man. You never know how your behavior changes others.
This is what I, myself have to work on, you see, when I dislike someone who has treated me badly, it shows, on my face, in my tone, in my body language. Every ounce of my being says I don’t like you, I should not behave in such a manner. I had great examples showing me exactly why I shouldn’t behave this way.
Controlling your own behavior is really the only control we have over ourselves. Once we realize that we can then behave in a manner that is befitting what we say our belief system really is.
I say this for myself, I need to control me, not anyone else, as I write this I am reminded that the person this is speaking to is me. This is not one of those times I am irritated with others and am telling them they need to take a hard look at themselves.
I am talking to me, the man in the mirror as it were, it all starts there, within myself. We only have the power to change ourselves. We can’t change the way anyone else treats us, we can only change the way we treat them.
Happenings
Sometimes in life people mistake niceness for weakness, I do believe that people are crazy when they do that. It takes real strength to be nice to certain people; I refuse to go to hell because some people cannot control their idiocy.
Make no mistake, I will not allow you, and you all know who you are, to take advantage of me or demean me in any way. I will, and have, reported you to the proper department within the major corporation I work for. Trust me, I left nothing out; you will be taken to task.
Enough of that, today was recording day with Shanon J, I am so proud of the work we are doing; it is nothing short of awesome. I hope you all are listening and enjoying the topics we are covering. If you are new, the website is http://www.convosate.com, you can listen to previous shows and leave feedback.
I am still recovering from my feeding frenzy at the family reunion, everything was so amazingly good. It’s hard to say no to family members giving you food, one simply does not do that. I love food, I admit it, I should have been born with a tapeworm or something. Instead I was born into the body of a farm worker, short and steady, close to the ground to do farm work. It is so frustrating, all I want is to be beautiful and thin, instead I am plain, short and squatty. Not a great combination when one lives in Plano, TX, perhaps if I lived in a farm state then I would fit in. oh well, one works with what they have, so therefore I wear spanx and makeup. Fixes a lot of issues that I have, heels help with the vertical issue that I have. Other than that all is good here deep in the heart of Texas.
Red Dawn
I found out something about the Irishman last night that could be a deal breaker, he does not love the movie Red Dawn as much as I do. How could anyone not love that movie, it was on last night, I kept randomly yelling Wolverines, it was greatness. I learned a lot watching that movie, in case of an invasion we should take to the mountains, we should all have hunting clothes and know how to use a bow and arrow and rifles. Also the stealthier the better, oh and ride a horse, we should all know how to ride a horse.
So, today is the 2nd day of the new year, so far I have kept several of my goals, I have read the bible every day, I have started a plan to read the bible through in a year, I am going from new to old. I have read the bible through several times in my life, I feel I need it now. I have also done research for some upcoming shows, we are going to have some great Conversations, you will not want to miss these. I have also begun getting back on track with my weight issues. I was doing so well, I looked so good, and then boom, I sat by Kay. I know you are wondering why would this derail you, well let me tell you, she is a baker. Of epic proportions, amazingly good sweet things, at first I resisted, she will tell you this. However, the day after day of, “taste this, doesn’t this smell good” got to me, I grabbed that fork and tasted. Well that is all she wrote, we all know I am a sugar addict, so off the wagon I went, in a huge way.
But I am here to tell you, back on the wagon I go, Kay has been told this, we now work different shifts, I love you Miss Kay but you are evil with your sweets!
I have not had an exciting week, just cooking my 15 bean soup, taking care of Jeffrey and Alex’s cats, as they are skiing, that is about it. Oh and being so sad that the Irishman does not love Red Dawn, still cannot get over that.
I did set some goals this year, to have better eating habits, to read the bible through and to be fiscally responsible, those were my biggies. Also to go where God leads me, I have to be honest, this radio thing, it is the most amazing thing I have ever done in my life. I feel like I was born to talk, thank you Shanon for giving me this opportunity to talk with you!
Ok people that is all she wrote, I am getting off of here, starting my day and being productive.
Teaser
Yesterday was a fun-filled day, I got my new glasses, I look amazing in them, then buying cookie butter for myself, Elizabeth, Jeffrey and Alex. Then picking Tess up from school, we went on an adventure, we went to the duck pond, where there were so many ducks! I had never seen that many ducks in one place. She played on the playground, then it was off to McDonald’s for some food and more playing on the playground. We went back to her house for playing with the dogs and, well, on the swing set out back.
Then it was dinner and Target with Elizabeth Anne, always love spending time with that girl, at our favorite place, Taco Bueno, of course, then Target.
I had an amazing conversation this morning with my friend Shanon, I cannot wait to be able to fill you all in on that. However, it is not time, just know I am going to have a major, amazing announcement soon.
I have cleaned the kitchen, done laundry and watched Hercules, I miss that show, the bad outfits, the bad acting and the fun. So much fun on that show! Alright, going to have a diet coke, thank you Irishman, and watch The Avengers, again.
Time Travel Tammi and Independence Day
I was going to write about what it means to me to be an American today, however, I have been sidetracked by something I heard on the radio this morning. I was listening to my friend Shanon on KHVN and they posed the question, if you could go back in time when would you go. Of course, with today being the 4th of July, I said I would go back to this date in 1776 and witness the birth of our nation. Then I thought about it some more, I would go back to when my parents were alive and I was still at home. 4th of July was so fun with them, the house was full of family, friends and food, the yard was filled with more of the same just add some fireworks. Black Cats, sparklers and bottle rockets filled the air with a sense of fun, danger and camaraderie, all at once.
Of course my best friend Tammi was present, we were always together in those days, if she was not at my house I was at hers. I think mine was a bit more fun though, on the 4th at least, with the bustling activity and all of the people. My parents loved having a full house, filled with laughter and of course giving all glory to God. God always came first in our home, my parents always made sure that we gave thanks for everything. What a great example.
I think those days is the reason I gave up all 4th of July’s with my children after the divorce, their father had a lake house and he filled it with people. The kids always had fun and loved going, it was not a hardship to see their eager looks when the time was nearing. They still spend the day with their dad and on the lake. They were and continue to be true water people; they totally got that from their dad.
Now I work on the 4th of July, I think I do it, well the money is good, but I really do it so I won’t be reminded of how empty the day is for me now. With no family near me, no house full of people, it makes it a little more palatable to be at work.
I hope everyone has a great day, tune into my friend on KHVN 97 AM in Dallas/Fort Worth, she is just fantastic, and the music is incredibly uplifting.
Angie World 