Topic of Discussion

About a month ago a friend of mine and I got into a discussion that for me has continued throughout the month with various people. His position was that there are some people who simply can't handle truth. Not unadulterated, this-isn't-pretty and it's-covered-in-the-stench-of-life kind of truth. Their world only stays on its axis as long as the blinders stay firmly implanted and the boat doesn't get rocked. If you rock the boat, their world starts springing leaks faster than the Titanic. And, in my friend's words "Some things are better left unsaid and buried". Well, after some deliberation, I have to agree with him IN THIS CASE.

The problem comes in with the fact that if you have to dilute yourself, the Truth, or reality, to make it more palatable or acceptable then it isn't really Truth anymore is it. It becomes a truth-like substance. But, doesn't everyone dilute themselves, the truth and reality in at least some small way everyday? Then, too, the question of what to do with the people you would like to maintain relationships with, but in order to do so you know going in you are going to have to dilute yourself and does this invalidate your credibility in other ways?

Anyway, that and lots of other great fun going on at the Sutton House. But, more on that later,

Dianna
posted by Kerry at 7:48 AM

Watched "How to Kill Your Neighbor's Dog" last night. It's definitely going in to my top 10 fav movies. Not sure yet which one it's going to replace. It was the wittiest, smartest thing I've seen in a while. It's also one of those you need to watch more than once just to catch all the fantastic one liners. The dialogue gave me hope that there are still good screenwriters in Hollywood, they are just in hiding.

I was watching war footage and was particularly struck by a child who died of a head injury. The US/Brit doc's did what they could but they weren't set up to treat ped's or major head trauma. Looking at my own son, I realized he has no thought of will he have food tomorrow, or will he have warm, safe place to sleep tonight. His biggest concerns are will he have enough time to play all of the games he has in mind and will mom and dad be able to play 2 or 3 games with him?. I can't help but be thankful that he doesn't have to dodge bullets in his sleep. He has complete trust in mom and dad's abilities to take care of all of his necessities and can turn his mind to learning, playing, and trying to figure out how many licks it takes to get to the center of a tootsie roll pop. That's what I wish my relationship with the Father was all the time. That I could just let go and trust that He will take of all of my necessities leaving me free use the abilities He gave me to learn, play and grow His kingdom. I can give Him that trust sometimes, I guess I just need to work on giving it up and not taking it back. Well, I guess that's another self-improvement project to work on.

Have a blessed and peaceful night.
Dianna
posted by Kerry at 5:08 PM

A Good Cry
My Mom works civil service for the Army out of Ft.Hood, TX. Growing up surrounded by the military gives you quite a different perspective. This is a link to slide show my Mom sent me with the song "I Won't Back Down" playing with. It will take a minute to load, especially if you have dial-up, but it is worth the wait. The first time I watched it, I cried.

click here

Peace and Blessings
Dianna
posted by Kerry at 11:02 AM

My Mom sent me a list of some bumper stickers she came across. See if any would fit nicely on your bumper.

1. I don't suffer from insanity: I enjoy every minute of it.
2. I used to have a handle on life, but it broke.
3. Don't take life too seriously.....no one gets out alive.
4. You're just jealous because the voices only talk to me.
5. Beauty is in the eye of the beer holder.
6. Earth is the insane asylum for the universe.
7. Quoting one is plagerism; quoting many is research.
8. I'm not a complete idiot - some parts are missing.
9. Nyquil - the stuffy, sneezy, why-the-heck-is-the-room-spinning medicine.
10. It IS as BAD as you think and they ARE out to get you.
11. Consciousness: that annoying time between naps.
12. Ever stop to think, and forget to start again?
13. MOP AND GLOW - Floor wax used by Three Mile Island cleanup team.
14. Wrinkled was not one of the things I wanted to be when I grew up.
15. I have a degree in liberal arts-do you want fries with that?
16. FAILURE IS NOT AN OPTION. It comes bundled with the software.
17. A journey of a thousand miles begins with a cash advance.
18. STUPIDITY IS NOT A HANDICAP. Park elsewhere.
19. The trouble with life is there's no background music.
20. The original point and click interface was a Smith & Wesson.

Hmmm. Later - Dianna

posted by Kerry at 7:46 AM

A Lesson Learned the Hard Way

Patience is not a virtue. At least it's not one of mine. However, I do believe it is the discipline and faith to await God's revelations in His timing - not yours ( or mine as the case may be ). So, that is where I find myself today at this moment.

We ventured over to Austin last night to see Bea and Andy and the crew once more before everyone went back across the pond. We got to spend some time with Jen and Andy (aka Pinks) over Amy's ice cream. Tyler and Pinks found a mutual shared interest in Star Wars, is there anyone the force doesn't touch eventually? It was great to spend some QT with Bea. There are some people you meet and you just feel like you were meant to be family - I always feel like Bea is a relative I haven't seen a while. Shannon was looking more rested post-wabi. Other than that a nap is looking really good for this afternoon.

Safe Journey to all the English travelling in the next few days. Blessings - Dianna
posted by Kerry at 9:42 AM

October

Pain is everywhere
It permeates the air.
I feel it body, mind and soul
And I feel less than whole.

Lord, I cry out to You
Help me to renew
My heart and faith in You.

It's wrong I know
To let this pain have control
But I'm tired, so tired
Of fighting, hurting, breathing.

Where are You in this?
I can't see You. Hear You.
At that moment, I realize -
You are behind me,
wrapping me in Your arms
Listening. Feeling me.
Holding me fast, away from the edge.

Dianna Sutton
posted by Kerry at 9:19 AM

"Certain thoughts are prayers. There are moments when, whatever be the attitude of the body, the soul is on its knees." --Victor Hugo

Ray - I am praying so many things for you. Safety. Peace. That the spirit will be in you, around you, and guiding you. That the war you find yourself in will be over soon. Know that you are covered in prayer and that your christian family has not forgotten you.

Cassie - I don't know if this will get through to you, but, you are in my prayers daily girl! I know that choosing to have your leg removed was your choice and I thank God everyday that you live in a family and country where medical care was not an issue. I know your immediate family and church are supporting you, but know that your beautiful, humble spirit is an inspiration, to journey to the cross every day. I am so thankful you are in this world.

To my friend who shall remain nameless - get it through your thick skull that when you hurt, the people who love and care for you hurt also, it is a symbiotic relationship. And you had damn well better bring me that package UNOPENED.

That's all the preaching I am going to do for now.

Later, Dianna


posted by Kerry at 9:04 AM

What do you search for?
Is it sin or redemption?
Faith or Condescension?

What do I seek?
Relief from pain
Emotional or personal gain?

What do I need?
Only You Lord, only You
And if You're not to busy, a body that's new.

I am selfish , I know
To ask for what I don't deserve
I only hope that in Your judgement,
You reserve.

The love of my Father is infinite and deep.
And I am humbled by the promises You keep.

I know You will meet my needs;
Even before I could voice all of my deeds
You forgave. And I, I rejoice.

Peace,
Dianna

posted by Kerry at 9:11 AM

What do you do or say when someone close to you has experienced a soul shattering moment? When the soul is so overwhelmed it can't contain all that one is asking it to. For that matter how do I cope myself? (Be it a traumatic event, relationship, family thing, accident, whatever). I mean something that goes beyond weeping or screaming. When people turn to things, as a means of expression, that maybe aren't within the "traditional" boundaries that society is comfortable with. In the christian world I think the knee jerk reaction is to say "Pray harder" (which, by the way, how the hell do you do that?) or "How is your walk". In fact, not only have I been told these things but so have my friends - leading me to believe that this is a far wider spread response than is healthy. Personally, it makes me angry when something outside of my control is turned over to me to shoulder the burden of blame, shame, guilt, etc..when what is really happening is that the "wise" person you have sought counsel with either is disturbed and uncomfortable by the pain you're in or by your journey to seek a way to express that pain and hurt. I know what I needed was just unconditional, open-armed acceptance. Much like what you get with Jesus. (Ironic huh?) No questions. Just a spiritual hug. I do believe that the first step to healing the hurt is expressing it, even if it is just to yourself and God, so you can acknowledge the source and say that this thing is no longer going to have the power to hurt me. God is my rock and in the end the sand will get sucked back out to sea, leaving only me and my Rock.

I do have to post a side note that is: physical hugs can sometimes sustain the spirit like nothing else. I'm lucky enough to have a Mom and some others who provide a never-ending supply. Thanks Mom. I also have to say my hubby has been right there for the last ten years which have been more challenging than I could have ever imagined. He dealt with his own pain and tried to help me deal with mine when I let him. Love you K.

Have a peaceful and silent night. Dianna
posted by Kerry at 7:34 PM