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I'm with Strong Bad on this one. My stupid Inbox for my email had over 1,500 messages in it. I just quit checking email all together - it was like opening one of those closets where everything barrels out onto your head when you open the door. Since I've been decluttering everything else in my house I decided that the Inbox was no exception. Without a second glance I deleted page after page of emails grunting, "BUH-leted!" in great satisfaction every time. If you are having a crappy day and want a quick pick-me-up I highly recommend this as a form of therapy. I guarantee that if you clean out your house, your car and your Inbox, you will also lose at least 10 lbs. It's easy! "Buh-lete" it today!
Sorry it's been so long! We're back to having no Internet due to the spending freeze here at the homestead. "Involuntary simplicity" and all that bit...
There are days when I wonder if we are part of some strange social experiment: we are now familiar with things such as "short sales" and foreclosure; "Self-Sufficiency" Programs a.k.a. "Food Stamps"; and other services offered by the state or federal government.
We are considering a tenement on wheels after the bank boots us out of the house so we'll be embracing the simple life on a whole other level.
I find it somewhat amusing that we still believe in God at this point. (Yeah, yeah there are worse things to go through in life - I know that.) Every time we check the mail and get another buttload of bills I laugh. We can't pay most of them and God has decided to go to Tahiti for vacation or something. That's where I would be if I had thousands of people whining at me that they can't pay their bills. Sure, He throws us a bone once in awhile but mostly, this is one of those I'm-going-to-test-your-faith type of deals. Last year the ongoing discussion between God and I was whether I was going to be Jonah or Job. Jonah, the disobedient whiner or Job, the guy with so much faith, who went through so much crap, and still chose to say, "Though He slay me yet I will praise Him." This year our ongoing discussion is about Moses and the constantly complaining Israelites he was stuck with for 40 years out in the desert. Talk about the worst job ever. I do not envy old Mo that's for sure.
"Do you trust Me? What if I only give you enough for that day and no more? Will you still trust Me?"
What if it doesn't seem like He is providing? (Because it doesn't seem like it) All I know is that I do NOT want to spend 40 years wandering around in the desert like those guys did.
What if the only thing God ever chooses to provide is a van down by the river?
What then?
