If you’re looking for something to cheer a winter’s day, you’ve come to the right place. First, Improv Everywhere, known for mass pranks, got into the holiday spirit this year–the Black Friday holiday, at least. They formed a line to wait outside a particular store. It turns out to be less a prank, and more an act of kindness to the business owner.
Simply titled, “A Drawing,” this is mesmerizing to watch.
And for those in need of a fun animal video, have a look–and a listen–at this:
Thanks for joining me. See you tomorrow!
One of my weaknesses when I’m online is productivity and motivational blogs. You know, life-hacking types of things. For some reason I enjoy reading the tips and advice–even though my work-from-home lifestyle is fairly straightforward, so I really don’t need much of what I read. (Well, maybe tips on not spending so much time reading productivity blogs would be helpful …)
Fairly recently I skimmed an article on productivity that, as some of these articles do, stated the obvious: Saying “yes” to one thing is saying “no” to something else. For instance, consistently saying yes to overtime might mean saying no to spending time with family; saying yes to requests for help by coworkers could mean saying no to finishing one’s own work on time. A fairly basic concept, but it made me think. How could this apply to the spiritual life?
Saying yes to hours spent with the TV, computer or handheld devices might mean saying no to time spent with family or God.
Saying yes to dwelling in self-pity or wallowing in guilt means saying no to receiving God’s grace and forgiveness.
Consistently saying yes to selfish desires means saying no to the ability to empathize or to see others’ needs clearly.
On the other hand …
Saying yes to giving helps us to say no to selfishness.
Saying yes to forgiveness means saying no to bitterness.
Saying yes to prayer helps us learn to say no to worry.
In other words, saying yes to light is saying no to darkness.
Now, all of life is not a dichotomy. But there are times when our choices are clear. And then, what do you choose? And what does that enable you to release?
Today is a wonderful opportunity to reflect on and give thanks for the blessings of God in our lives. There is a quote from G.K. Chesterton that I love:
“I would maintain that thanks are the highest form of thought;
and that gratitude is happiness doubled by wonder.”
May your day contain much of gratitude, happiness and wonder. Happy Thanksgiving.
[Note: Today’s post is a slightly edited repost from last year. With many retailers beginning sales on Thanksgiving evening this year, it seems relevant.]
Thanksgiving dinner in Canada. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Some things, while fine separately, just don’t go well together.
A beautiful symphony … played on kazoos and pennywhistles.
Toddlers and a clean house.
Pizza with gravy.
Thursday Friday! And welcome to Thursday Intermission: Time Traveler Edition. Due to a mixup on my part (see yesterday’s posts), I proudly present your weekly Intermission … a day later.
Three videos for you this week. I actually made that “squee” sound when I watched the first one: “Cutest Baby Tiger in the House”:
Next up is a talented artist, who happens to be an elephant.
And finally, we’ve seen flash mobs at bus stations, in malls and on trains. How about one in front of a live studio audience? Here’s the cast and some of the crew of “The Big Bang Theory”surprising their audience during an Oct. 23 taping. (Especially if you’re a fan of the show, keep watching till the very end.)
Thanks for joining me. See you next week–and I’ll try to keep my days straight. Promise. 😉
It has been brought to my attention that I have erred. I inadvertently scheduled yesterday’s post for today. In so doing, I have caused you to miss out on your Thursday Intermission. My humblest apologies.
I take seriously my mandate to assist you in relaxing and
goofing off taking a break each week. Therefore, I present to you a video labelled “the best clip in the entire world.” The awesome hits at about :50.
Shouting praises to God, the man raced toward Jesus and fell to his face at His feet. He didn’t reverently and quietly murmur a prayer of thanks; he was loud, joyous, don’t-care-who’s-watching excited!
And why not?
He had been sick with leprosy. Leprosy! Not only did the disease attack his body, but the forced isolation from all whom he loved tore away at his soul.