Thursday, March 12, 2009

Hey There, Facebook Friends!

It occurred to me a few days back that every time I blog, my Facebook page notifies my friends that I have a new blog entry. That may look like I'm on Facebook, but I am not! It's just an auto post, set up in my preferences, and one I obviously cannot unset now, since I'm not signing in until Easter...

But, in case anyone was wondering, I'm NOT checking Facebook! In fact, I went into my almost-never-check-in hotmail account last night to continue the spirit of scaling back life, and unsubscribe from a bunch of newsletters I receive at that addy, when Facebook, Facebook, Facebook came up--informing me that so-n-so commented on X's wall, and that-other-guy tagged me in a photo, etc. I checked all the boxes & hit DELETE, so I wouldn't find the curiosity driving me nutso. In the meantime, my IRL (in real life) friends have been updating me face-to-face with, "Oh! you missed the BEST status update I've written all year!" Cracked me up (both the status update, as she relayed it to me, and the fact that it was given to me verbatim, aloud).

I've had some things to think about in this Facebook Fast--and you should see how much I've streamlined the house (YAY cleaning!) since then! Moving a computer, tossing out papers, rearranging books--it's all fabulously exciting for my dear hub & me.

I am, by nature, cluttered. I cannot recall a time when this was not the case in my life. However, I do not like wading through that clutter, (be it virtual, mental, spiritual or physical), to get to the place called Peace, so Lent is a perfect season for stripping it all down at once--preparing for a new & exciting next phase of life. As we move old stuff out of the way, there's room for newer, better things to come in.

Logan sees it this way, too. We had a field trip to National Air and Space's Steven F. Udvar Hazy Center last week, where he used his own allowance money to buy a die-cast model Tuskegee Airplane. He recognized the aircraft from his studies of WWII, and was thrilled to bring it home to show Dad. The next day he told me he wanted to give some things away in his room to make space for more of these types of planes! I love that! Give some things away to the homeless (people in need) so he can make space to set up runways of WWII flying aces. Heroes! Sweet.

Anyway, Logan & I have a lot more giving away to do (& that statement remains in the spirit of NaBloPoMo, even though I'm out of the DAILY blog business, 'cause, in the end, isn't that just replacing my Facebook addiction??).

I'll keep you informed! LOL

A Time for Everything

There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under heaven:
a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot,

a time to kill and a time to heal,
a time to tear down and a time to build,

a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance,

a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
a time to embrace and a time to refrain,

a time to search and a time to give up,
a time to keep and a time to throw away,

a time to tear and a time to mend,
a time to be silent and a time to speak,

a time to love and a time to hate,
a time for war and a time for peace.

What does the worker gain from his toil? 10 I have seen the burden God has laid on men. 11 He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the hearts of men; yet they cannot fathom what God has done from beginning to end. 12 I know that there is nothing better for men than to be happy and do good while they live. 13 That everyone may eat and drink, and find satisfaction in all his toil—this is the gift of God. 14 I know that everything God does will endure forever; nothing can be added to it and nothing taken from it. God does it so that men will revere him.

Ecclesiastes 3: 1-9

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