Praying for crop failure?

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Be not deceived; God is not mocked: for whatsoever a man soweth, that shall he also reap.” – Galations 6:7 KJV

I consider myself a man of faith, doing my best to ponder and adhere to the principles taught in the Bible.  Which is why, as I’m sitting here drinking my coffee this morning, I find myself caught-up in thought after reading the verse I’ve listed above.

In the KJV, the word “soweth”could be re-written so say “continues to sow”– meaning that the “eth” at the end indicates that this is action isn’t a one-time event, but rather something that is continuing.  This verse is referring to those who continue to sow…whether those seeds and deeds be good or bad.  Which brings me to the question I’m pondering…

what happens if you stop sowing?

It brings a certain sense of comfort in knowing that I have an opportunity to change what I reap when it comes to my shortcomings and faults…just stop sowing.  If I have a critical attitude and I don’t want to be looked at critically by others…stop sowing.  If I’m quick to judge the fathers who disappoint their kids, yet I don’t want others pointing-out my flaws as a father…stop sowing.

Alternately, it gives me a sense of reprieve to know that I have an opportunity to influence the future of my life in a positive way.  Do I want my friends, neighbors and colleagues to look on me with tolerance and longsuffering?  I’ll sow some patience myself.  If I want others to give my children space when they fail in the future (and they surely will), how do I make that happen?  I’ll go sow sow kindness and mercy today.

Finishing my coffee, I find myself looking in my bag of seeds today. Do I need to change my gardening plans?

I prefer to plan and consider now, rather than praying for a crop failure later.

Brain Fog and Crazy Thoughts

stupidfaceDo you ever have those days where you wake up in a mental fog? Yeah, it’s one of those days for me. For some reason, I wrestled with sleep last night and as a result today seems fuzzy around the edges so far. It’s unfortunate that this is my mental state on the last day of the year, but unless the coffee takes effect quickly, I may be resigned to live-out 2014 in the mist!

If you’re like me, when you’re in a mental state like I’ve described above, you notice random things and you think crazy thoughts.

For example, I can’t stop staring at this guy sitting at the table across from me (in a coffee shop, of course). He looks like he weighs about 140– no obvious sign of muscle of any kind.  He’s eating a breakfast souffle, a giant muffin and an egg, cheese and ham sandwich, topped-off with a large orange juice.  I wonder if he’s competing in a triathlon today? Continue reading

Urban Goats and Suspicious Kangaroos (Interview)

Picture a Swiss maid, complete with bonnet, mountain cottage located in the Alps and a flock of goats she holds near and dear to her heart (think “Heidi” or “The Sound of Music”).

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Now imagine that same Swiss maiden transported to the heart of Melbourne, Australia, steaming cup of coffee in one hand, laptop under her other arm, goats following obediently behind as they cross the street. The drawstrings of her bonnet fly behind her in the wind, and curious kangaroos peer around corners in suspicion that the goats have come to invade the outback and pillage all available foliage.

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OK, maybe the goats are pushing it a little. My imagination tends to run wild at times. In any regard, this is one way I picture “Momma” when I read her story below. I started following A Momma’s View a few months ago, now I can’t wait to see a notification that she’s posted something new.

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Coffee House Cold War

In case you missed it when it was originally posted–A REBLOG FROM EARLIER IN THE YEAR.

Covert glances around newspaper pages…steely-eyed, angry men wearing muted shades of gray…silent, unsaid threats of catastrophic damage were ever-present…thinly-veiled scorn and contempt for the other side, constantly seeking for ways to outmaneuver the enemy for the upper hand. It was a time of fear where the lives of innocent were at risk and there was a sense of foreboding that no one could escape.

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What am I describing? Could it be a scene in Russia? North Korea? Perhaps this story is set in East Berlin before the fall of the wall? No, this is simply the weekly scene that occurred at my local coffee shop, and it was war. Continue reading

Feeding Chickens in the Land of Dickens (Interview)

Do you ever have one of those days when you just need a pick-me-up?  When I have a day like this, where my coffee just hasn’t been enough to do the trick, I often turn to Mother Hen Diaries. Dorreen Augustine always has that special blend of optimism and wit to catch my attention and perk up my day!

Seriously…she’s funny. It’s what attracted me to her blog initially. With so many blogs that exist to simply be rant sessions, Dorreen’s blog stands out as being a beacon of positivity.

As an American living in the U.K., she has a very interesting perspective on life, one that I find inspirational, and as is the case with many bloggers, Dorreen describes herself much better than I could.  From the About page of Mother Hen Diaries, here is a snippet of what Dorreen has to say about herself:

“First and foremost, I am a Jehovah’s Witness. (Yes, I do knock on doors!) 🙂 I am also a wife, mother, cuddly Nanny, a reader, a thinker, a dreamer and a storyteller, Margarita expert, singer and entertainer, jam maker extraordinaire, serial dieter, and mother to a dozen chickens.”

After following Dorreen’s writing for some time, I was so pleased when she agreed to have a virtual cup of coffee with me to answer my questions for this interview.  Read on for Dorreen’s thoughts and advice around blogging and writing.  It’s good stuff.

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Sunday in Autumn

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Sipping coffee, watching the snow fall slowly.

Sunday…the first day of the week, an opportunity to wipe the slate clean, a time to push the reset button. Autumn…a season of endings, transitioning away from the lively, vibrant sounds and sensations of summer; a slow inching towards what promises to be a cold, still winter.  Sunday in autumn…a fresh start in a season of quiet closure.

Medieval Penguins and Red Velvet Cake (Interview)

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What do you get when you combine someone who likes cross stitching, sewing, baking, reading and penguins?  You get Gemma Feltham, of course! As an avid reader myself, I quickly became interested in Gemma’s writing.  That said, although her basis for blogging is reviewing books, it was her thoughts around blogging itself that intrigued me even further.

With over 11,000 followers, Gemma’s If Books Could Blog site is a great example of how your audience will find you when you choose to blog about something you are passionate about.  As you will see below, she started posting as an outlet, but obviously found common ground with many others sharing her love for reading.  In my conversation with her, she was genuinely surprised at the number of followers she has acquired– she simply doesn’t pay attention to it!  (Imagine that…a blogger who doesn’t spend half their day on their ‘Stats’ page!)
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Seriously? Late Again?

“Yes we’re friends, but you aren’t important enough for me to show up on time.”  Isn’t that the statement that is being made when we constantly show-up late?  From the perspective of the person waiting, that is how it feels at times.   “I don’t really care that my lateness causes ripples to everyone’s schedules…my time is more important than yours.”

Today it’s “San Francisco Bay Gourmet Coffee – Breakfast Blend” brewed in the Keurig that is fueling my furiously typing fingers.  It’s a new brand that I bought on Amazon and it’s actually really good.  It has a solid, bold flavor that is full and pungent.  It’s also interesting because the k-cup doesn’t actually have a full “cup” attached (see below). Rather, it’s the top portion of a normal k-cup with a mesh-like bag containing the coffee beans hanging underneath.  It’s priced a little more reasonably than other brands, it brews quickly and it tastes great!

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OK, let’s be real, most people are late on occasion.  Life happens, traffic happens, etc.  I realize that. I’m specifically thinking of those people we all know who have that reputation for being late to everything.  You know…those friends you have to give the fake start time that’s half-an-hour earlier than everyone else so they’ll be on time?

Why are some people ALWAYS late? I don’t get it.

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‘Twas the Night Before Monday

‘Twas the night before Monday, and my mind began to race,
What will this week hold? How will I fill this space?

Was it work I was thinking of, or could it be something more?
It was this blog and the posts I need, causing my brain to be so sore.

I pondered it, thought it through, an idea crept slowly in,
I should blog about this problem, this predicament I am in.

So I grabbed a large espresso and made straight for my chair,
The place where I brainstorm, the place I sit and stare.

As I sat there and sipped, my mind raced endlessly,
But all I could come up with, was this piece of poetry.

In conclusion I must say, this felt somewhat sad to write,
Merry Monday to all, and to all a good night.

Have a great week from Brews and Views!

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