More Lions

Today was the first day of Vacation Bible School at church.  I was asked to choose a Tribe.  Benjamin was already taken.  What was left was Zebulon, Dan, and Judah.  I took Judah, of course!  Our banner has a nice depiction of a lion’s head.  We are studying the story of Daniel and he is also of the house of Judah.

We have to come up with a tribal “cheer” before the end of the week.  No doubt ours will include a ROAR!

I am bemused at how lions have kept appearing in my life in the last week, just in time for VBS and the study of Daniel.

Internal jukebox:  George Harrison, Got My Mind Set On You

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Today I am ashamed to be from Houston

The headline reads, Police Horses Trample Janitors, One Arrested at Peaceful Protest Downtown. More information on what led up to this can be found here.

According to indeed.com, the average custodian in Texas makes $26,000 per year (7% lower than average Custodian salaries for job postings nationwide). According to salary.com, the median salary for a janitor is $24,560, and even at the 10% end of the bell curve, the salary is still $18,818, or more than twice what the people who are protesting are making.

Thanks to Ms Juanita Jean and the girls at The World’s Most Dangerous Beauty Salon, Inc. for bringing this to my attention.

Internal Jukebox: My God is an Awesome God

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Lightning v. FSM

Here’s my wicked humor again. I was driving to church this morning and noticed the beautiful artwork on the tailgate of the black pickup truck ahead of me. It was a lot of spidery threads of silver lightning limned in violet joining in the center in kind of a loose transluscent ball.  It was very beautiful.

I’m sure the truck’s owner was going for a sign of great power.

What I saw was…the Flying Spaghetti Monster.

Internal jukebox matches the external music: A Caricature of a Sunday School Song.  My choir director/church organist is practicing it.  Imagine Jesus Loves Me on the calliope.  I absolutely love it!

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Daylight “Savings” Time

Daylight Savings Time = Production Lost Time

That’s my belief.  Screwing up the internal clock of most of the nation twice a year is just wrong.  It’s hard on the computers, too, especially in the Fall when you try to tell them to live the same hour twice.  It really upsets their internal data checking failsafes.

As my dear, departed husband used to say, “If you want us to go to work and school at a different time, tell us to go to work and school at a different time.  Leave the [freaking] clocks alone!”

When I was in grade school, it meant the difference between standing at the bus stop in daylight, or at least the predawn glow, or getting to school when it was still pitch black for at least a month each year.  I hated it.

Due to a recently shifted work schedule, I’ve discovered that I naturally wake up around 7:15 a.m., when the sun is about *there* in my window.  Waking up with the sun is not a luxury I’ve had for most of my life and I’m really enjoying it.

Then they changed the clocks and 7:15 was no longer daylight.  NO LONGER DAYLIGHT.  Freaking bureaucrats.  Left to myself on the weekends, I discovered I woke up at 8:15 Daylight Savings Time just fine, when the sun was just *there* in my window.

I’ve finally had a few months to bludgeon my body into conforming.  In the last couple of weeks I’ve started waking before my alarm again, but then, the the sun is just *there* in my window at that time.  And as it gets closer to the solstice, it is actually shining on my pillow, which it only does for about 4 weeks each year.  It is beautifully filtered through trees and is no hardship.

Farmers work when farmers work.  They don’t watch the clocks.  Children go to school when you tell them, but messing with their internal clocks twice a year is hard on their learning abilities and shocks their bodies.

Daylight Savings Time is a state initiative.  Not all states follow it.  Is it time for our state to join them?  The Texas Legislature meets next Spring.  Time to muster your arguments to give to those who get elected this November.  If enough of us bother them, perhaps we can get this pernicious practice put to rest.

Internal jukebox: Standing on the Promises, a jazzy version we’re doing for the anthem this morning.

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Knowledge is Power

There is an old phrase, “knowledge is power.”  I truly believe it.  The more you know, the better your choices can be.  I could give many examples, but that’s not why I’m here today.

Star and I bought Ed a T-shirt for his last birthday with us, a year before he passed.  She found it at AggieCon and we split the cost.  Due to his gaming skills, he’d been nicknamed, “E-e-e-e-vil,” (at least 4 syllables, and preferably 5).  Since Star was sitting on his left that day, she became “The Sinister Handmaiden of E-e-e-e-vil,” whose main task was shuffling cards for Ed since his arthritis was taking a toll on his hands.  The T-shirt was PERFECT for Ed. It said

Knowledge is Power
Power Corrupts
Study Hard
Be Evil

He loved it.  He quite frequently wore it to Friday gaming.  Star requested it after his passing and now she wears it on the occasional Friday.

But, as I’ve said before, I have a sick sense of humor.  A certain Henry Kissinger quote on power came to my mind and this quatrain took an entirely different turn.  I haven’t dared put it on a T-shirt.  If someone thinks it will sell, let’s talk.

Knowledge is Power
Power is the Ultimate Aphrodisiac
Study Hard
Get Laid

copyright Susan Froebel 6-16-2012

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Spam Spam Spam Spam

I got the spam filter up just in time. It’s starting to filter out funky “comments.” Despite the Monty Python song, this kind of Spam is not “lovely.” 🙂

Internal jukebox: “Lovely Spam! Wonderful Spam!”

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Strange and Thoughtful Day

I was playing a computer game on Facebook, and the sidebar mentioned that today was a friend’s birthday. Knowing she was a twin, I expanded the pane to find all of today’s birthdays. One of them was a friend who lives in Mexico. I was scrolling through her page to decide whether to post her birthday greetings in Español or English (her postings were in both, so I went with English) when halfway down the page I found this way-cool poster.  Here’s how I first saw it.

I live in a “civilized” society. The chances of running face-to-face with a real lion (Panthera leo) who is not caged, restrained, or tamed (unless I travel to Africa) are so slim as to be almost non-existent. Still, the image hit me in the gut, even before opening it so I could read the caption to the right (I’ll show the full picture later). The pure power! It’s a still picture, but it doesn’t feel like a still. This lion is on the move.

The Lion of Judah has my back!

Always before when I considered the Lion of Judah, I saw a man. Maybe a powerful man, like Jesus, who is also God, but still, in my mind, a man. But this picture put such a powerful image to it that I will never hear that phrase the same way again.

C. S. Lewis appears to have borrowed on this image when creating Aslan for the Narnia series. When I looked it up, I discovered that “Aslan” means “lion” in Turkish (source is Wikipedia, which gave a good reference for the translation.). Aslan is described as “not a tame lion” which I remember finding very amusing when I read the books. But then, I have a strange sense of humor. A talking, not tame, lion was just fine with me. Lewis in an interview related Aslan to the Lion of Judah/Jesus.

I decided to listen to music while writing. The first few songs Pandora paid had definite religious overtones. The first played was Old Coat by Peter, Paul, and Mary. It keeps referring to life being difficult “on this side of Jordan.”

Next was Hallelujah by Leonard Cohen. It starts with

Now I’ve heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord

The next verse continues a darker part of the story of David with

Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you

The verse ends with a reference to Samson and how “she cut your hair.”

I find this very timely. My church is starting a 6-week series on the life of David next week. It is sure to be entertaining. If you are looking for more knowledge of the story and a new way to hear it, come join us. Drop me a line and I’ll get you the details.

God is everywhere, in details large and small. I can’t always see him, but I know he is there.  I try to keep an eye out.  Today, it was webpages, literature, and music.  Here is the full size picture.  Another reference to David!

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Saffron v. Opium

I read an interesting article on CNN today. It’s a tiny important move for peace in Afghanistan in my opinion.

It turns out that a crop of the saffron crocus brings a better profit than a crop of the opium poppy. Saffron is the most expensive spice in the world and sells for thousands of dollars per pound. According to this site which sells saffron, only 5-7 pounds of saffron can be produced from each acre of land, then comes the very labor-intensive work of harvesting the stigmas.

In the CNN article, the farmers liked switching to saffron because it was a legal crop. The Taliban didn’t like it because they don’t get a cut. The farmers’ families like it because the women can legally help with the business. The farmer in the article was going to use some of the profits to educate his daughters. I applaud him!

It is so wonderful to hear good news from Afghanistan!

Internal Jukebox: Praise Him! An anthem for church.

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Growing Older, Part 2

Talk about timing.  I got this in the mail from my Mom last night and thought it too good not to share.

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My inconclusive travel plans 2012

I have been in many places, but I’ve never been in Cahoots. Apparently, you can’t go alone. You have to be in Cahoots with someone.

I’ve also never been in Cognito. I hear no one recognizes you there.

I have, however, been in Sane. They don’t have an airport; you have to be driven there. I have made several trips there, thanks to my friends, family and work.

I would like to go to Conclusions, but you have to jump, and I’m not too much on physical activity anymore.

I have also been in Doubt. That is a sad place to go, and I try not to visit there too often.

I’ve been in Flexible, but only when it was very important to stand firm.

Sometimes I’m in Capable, and I go there more often as I’m getting older.

One of my favorite places to be is in Suspense! It really gets the adrenalin flowing and pumps up the old heart! At my age I need all the stimuli I can get!

I may have been in Continent, but I don’t remember what country I was in. It’s an age thing.

PLEASE DO YOUR PART!

Today is one of the many National Mental Health Days throughout the year. You can do your bit by remembering to [chain mail request deleted] to at least one unstable person. My job is done!

Life is too short for negative drama and petty things. So laugh insanely, love truly and forgive quickly!

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Growing Older

When was the tipping point where I started going to more funerals than weddings?  Perhaps it’s because I never had children, but I really don’t feel that old.  I see it when I look in the mirror and I feel in in some of my joints, but in my head, I don’t feel that old.

I think that’s pretty common.  I saw a coworker teasing another during a meeting last week.  I don’t remember if he was stealing his phone or poking him with his own, but I remember it looking like a little kid prank.

The ones I find who have lost that most often have been through some kind of trauma.  Service in a war zone, loss of a child, something life changing like that.  Sometimes they get the inner kid back and sometimes they don’t.

I like my inner kid.  She brings me joy in little things like helium balloons and pretty sunsets and fields of wildflowers.  She allows me to get on the floor and play games with my nephew and not worry about my “dignity.”

Today my inner child got a giggle because the doctor’s office had a vase full of pens at check out.  Each had a life-sized silk Gerbera daisy taped to it, so it was all bright and cheerful.  I like Gerbera daisies and managed to successfully grow them once.

I heard a crow outside this morning as I was waking up.  I don’t know why, but that always makes me cheerful.  Perhaps it is because it reminds me of RenFaire mornings in the fall, because that was a common “alarm clock” in the morning as the sun rose when we were working there.  Working RenFaire with the SCA when I was in college was a pretty happy time for me, so maybe that’s it.

But truly, I do get a lot of joy out of the little things in life.  Yes, I’m easily amused, but I’d much rather be easily amused, that easily bored.  Life is good.

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