When I married the love of my life, 31 years ago, I was confounded and confused.
She didn’t know she was supposed to fix breakfast daily.
That lunch could be soup and a cold sandwich once in a while, (but that’s not a real meal).
Dinner was meat, potatos and vegetables.
Unless it was a special occasion. Then it was pizza.
Who brought up this women? She hadn’t a clue how to eat. She wouldn’t even make gravy.
O the horrors of married life. What did I do? What did I do? What could I do?
I did the only thing I could. Adapted, Improvised, Overcame.
(What a turkey)
I got my own breakfast, ate what was served, and liked it. (lol)
A harsh reality was learned. Not all families follow the same rules, think alike, or do things the same way.
Over the years it became apparent that our families were different in other ways also. Bette’s family were all Born Again Christians.
I was raised in the Catholic Church and had only been saved for 4 years before we were married. Bette’s family had a joy in life.
My family enjoyed sarcasm, biting words, we found joy,
in one-upmanship.
I hate it when I do that now, (and I do, on occasion). I get that Rachel Maddow smile, when I think I’ve been clever. I wasn’t.
James wrote:
“in many things we offend all.”
I am sorry to say, in many ways on many days I have offended all. You would think an adult male would control his words.
James had more:
“Even so the tongue is a little member,”
“But the tongue can no man tame.”
He asks:
“Who is a wise man and endued with knowledge among you? let him shew out of a good conversation his works with meekness of wisdom.”
This is my latest folly. PRIDE… Of who I think I am, Of what I think I know, Of where I think I should be in the class room.
That’s right, no meek and mild submission. I must let everyone know, how much I know, how big a fool I am.
One-upmanship….a hateful trait.
Proverbs 29:20
King James Version (KJV)
“Seest thou a man that is hasty in his words? there is more hope of a fool than of him.”
If I could only learn to be quiet.
Proverbs 17:28
“Even a fool, when he holdeth his peace, is counted wise: and he that shutteth his lips is esteemed a man of understanding.”
Amen
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Know you are loved.
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I’ve always thought James was a little abrupt. Just sayin’.
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AMEN, BROTHER–I’M TIGHT WITH YOU! MINE COULS COOK…BUT, MOST OF THE TIME, I LIKED MINE BETTER!
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thank you, didn’t realize you were an N scale man….love them
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I think I like to lay track and then change it around…haven’t run much in years! But…there is hope…got the wires, suitcase slicers, solder and whatnot. And two already connected feeder wires staring at me! 😀
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Lol
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Well…it keeps me off the streets! 😀
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I’ll try to find an old picture of my layout. I was going to make my piano planter into a new one.
No energy to do, so a planter instead.
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I came across a photo of one end of the layout that actually made it to a Christmas display. Wish I could scan it in!
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Try a “pizza layout”…a simple circle around…with some sort of scenery in the middle! See Carendt.com, for ideas1
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thank you again
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Jonathan, ck out my old love, tried to get it to send folks to you…don’t know how…sorry
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A juster is a juster, and it is the best thing that they have to offer. Of course it’s the thought that matter’s, and the effort given.
Enjoyed the blog!
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thank you
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