Painful Rounds

I’ve been to a few blogs over the last couple of days to find people I dind’t expect to reveal their pain revealing their pain.

Seems the world has been less than kind to a lot of people recently, and while a few I know seem to make a habit out of stepping into a barrel full of scat and coming out smelling like a rose, it’s been sort of eye-opening for me to find most people are as vulnerable to pain and suffering as I am. I guess misery really does love company.

Not that I’m wishing anything but good fortune on those I see and follow. In the blogosphere, the only real friends I have, I don’t like finding out how much agony there is. I pray for them when I know they’re hurting, but I’m learning a lot about prayer right now and well… I don’t know.

How about the faithful readers and commentators here? Any of you have something bothering you you’d like to unload? Anything hurting you right now, keeping the smile from your face, keeping the spring out of your step? Or maybe it’s more serious and is weighing heavy on your heart. Dragging you under, so to speak.

You’ve all been good to me, now I want to try and return the favor.

This is your thread. I’m not going to answer, but for everyone who leaves a little bit of their pain here, a little piece of your heart laid bare and hurting here, I’ll be praying over the weekend for you.

It’s all I can offer to do to help you, if that matters to you, and it’s the least I can do for those for whom I have cared so much.

Sound off if you’re of a mind to. And God bless.


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Stressful Day

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Yesterday was a high-stress affair for me.

I can’t get into the specifics, but suffice to say I worked myself into a complete froth over what will likely be nothing yesterday.  I spilled some of that stress over onto my wife and kids, unfortunately, but they all seemed not to notice.  (I’m not sure how to take that.)

My wife did ask a couple of times if I was okay.  When I told her no, I most certainly was not okay, she asked why.  When I tried to explain ….

I realized how stupid I was being almost immediately.  But man, I couldn’t help it.  I just kept right on being stressed, being frazzled, being worried.  Today, I’m still feeling that way a little.  I played with the kids some and they did great.  I feel bad for being snappy at everyone (which is the sign I’m under some sort of duress), and want to make it up to them today.  I figure some good, quality play time with the kids and pitching in to help Falcon get some computer- and relaxation-time will somewhat atone for my sins, but she’s really lousy at letting me make things up to her.  Here’s hoping.

No one got mad.  No one even said anything.  I spent time addressing one of the areas of stress with Falcon and praying about a big decision causing the stress, and afterward, felt a little better.  Sent an email, did some research … ah, that’s better.  Not relieved of the stress, but it’s manageable from here.

Of course, nothing’s changed in my situation.  I still am not working, and the uncertainties of that remain.  But now I feel today is a day when I can look at a couple of things and take care of them, and get myself into a better place.  I hope.

How about you?  How do you manage your stress, your tough emotional times when you feel caught between a rock and a hard place?  What’s your trick for getting out of the vicious cycle of worry and hand-wringing?

Any tips, greatly appreciated.


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A Serious Moment

UPDATE:  Fantastic news from the hospital.  Fal’s friend is doing fine and news is as good as can be hoped for.  God bless you all for your prayers and kindness.  We’re very relieved and thankful to God our Almighty Father and Lord Jesus Christ for His blessing today, and the blessing each of you are.


My wife has a close and loving friend going into the hospital for surgery today.  She’s been nothing but a blessing to us in the hardest of times, the most trying of ordeals, and her support of us never waivered, never faltered, never slipped.  She never doubted us when the rest of the world turned their backs on us, and she defends and protects us from people trying to hunt us down even now.

If you’re a praying person, please take a moment today to pray for her full and speedy recovery.  I won’t do this often, but when it’s something this serious and for someone this faithful as a friend, I have to.

And if you’re not a praying person, any good thoughts you can spare are appreciated.

Thanks everyone, and have a great weekend.


Interesting Day Yesterday

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Well, I had an interesting 24 hour period from Monday into Tuesday.

Last night (and that would be Monday as I write this) I got a phone call from a man to whom I haven’t spoken in about two and half years.  The last time, in fact, I got him an interview with the company I where I worked as a contractor at the time.  He didn’t get the job, and I didn’t talk to him afterward.  I sort of forgot about him.

But he called, pretty much out of the blue.  He’s a fellow Christian, albeit of a more pentecostal/charismatic bent than I, and informed me that the Lord put me on his heart when he found a job posting at the naval base where he’s been working since July of 2006.  I couldn’t believe it.  He asked me to meet with him and get him a copy of my resume so he could submit it.

I met with him today, and did indeed provide him with the resume he requested.  But I can’t say what will come of it.  I don’t know how many of the qualifications I have they want, and Lord knows, government contractor positions don’t come along often.  I’m sure there will be hundreds, if not thousands, of people submitting for that job.  He reminded me, repeatedly, of the stability of government work and how great that is, corporations are all going the way of the dinosaur, or whatever.  Like I needed reminding.

I find it interesting, though.  He said he had to search of his 300GB hard drive to find my phone number, but he did find it.  He tried calling one other person, but they didn’t return his call.  So, at a Denny’s of mutual convenience, he ordered Tilapia as I told him I couldn’t stay to eat because my wife and children were waiting for me to bring dinner home.  He gabbed (and gabbed, and gabbed, and gabbed) about, among myriad other things, the job, and needed a pen to do it … not sure why, though.  He explained the contractor/sub-contractor arrangement the hiring company has with the naval base, and then started talking about naval technology and firepower.  I excused myself and left, finally.

But it’s been buzzing in my head ever since he called last night.  The out-of-the-blue aspect is what intrigues me the most.  He told me to pray about it.  I said I would, and I will.  But it was weird.  Time will show, I suppose.  It always does.

If you’re the praying type, please pray about this for us.  And know we’re praying for you.