Sometimes You Have Got To Think Outside Of The Box…Nothing Else Cuts It..

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Yo-Sup- Help- I Need An Ethics Gauge From My Fellow Bloggers…

Alright I will keep this short but I really do want the truth on this …so all my ” likers” who never take the time to write a sentence about WHY you liked or did not like my post, please as a special favor to me, just quickly throw your two cents in here. Just in case those of you who squeeze that cross pen until blood comes out are reading, I don’t get paid per like or anything if that’s what you are afraid of. I am actually stumped and just need you to tell me ethical or unethical.

Ok you may have noticed that a week or so ago I re-blogged one of those ” 2 minute read”  posts from millionaire digest to make a point. My point was that the paragraph which made up the whole post was comprised of like 3 tips on starting your day positive;

1- Brush teeth

2- Yoga

3- Refuse to allow negative energy

The reason I re-blogged it was because I noticed that the little hiccup of a post got 450 likes! I am slaving away to feed my people solid food that you can take with you like manna for the day,  for maybe 40-50 likes on a good day..

Honestly I was expecting to get some ” your jealous” comments which I did not! 

Actually I got almost as many likes on that as I do on some of  my better posts!! So a few days ago,  I test drove that machine one more time to be sure it was not a fluke. You all actually agreed with me that it was silly. 

I mean what 

Put your hands togehter for a one minute read entitled

” How to SELF-MOTIVATE- YOURSELF ( actual title)

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Well, I have a confession to make. The thought crossed my mind to continue to BLAST the same few Millionaire posts that I see each day with 5 sentences, and 450 likes, until, well,  I was hoping to irritate them soooo much, that they would re-blog my post to cut me down and get back at me.You thinkin what I am thinkin?

Numbers wise , Hmm.

Negative attention is better then no attention! 

There is a 30 second read for ya!

I figured if they did re-post mine to express anger, I would likely have the biggest day of my blogging career, since even 1/4 as many responses for me would be 100+ likes on one post! Who would turn that down? However I decided it was wrong and will not purposely irritate anyone.

But who is to  say there is anything wrong with me and my DLMK posse   ( you)  to make things interesting and see who can post the weakest post from any  day, with the most likes?

I know, curiosity killed the cat. But whats a little fun amongst a blogging family? I don’t want  to cut anyone down  in any comments. I am not asking for negative comments. I am simply asking if it would be wrong of us to start a little contest to see who gets the most love, for the least letters….

Feedback please….

 

Sometimes You Need A Strong Hand To Hold Onto..Faith In Everyday Life.

One weekend about 18 years ago I took my then 4-year-old son to Walt Disney world. We had a bunch of fun, and it was afternoon before we knew it. As we talked about which areas we still had to visit, my son said ” dad, can we go to Tom Sawyer Island?” I told him we sure could and we proceeded on to the area of the park where it was. I remember us passing signs on the way showing the island and all the cool stuff you could see there.

So we got to the line and waited about 30 minutes ( not too bad for Disney) before the guy that controlled how many people can go opened up the way for us. We got about 100 feet from the entrance to a cave looking massive rock that had a tunnel for everyone to pass through.  I recall feeling a tight squeeze on my hand as we approached, followed by a full on dead stop by my son, and I was basically dragging him for a minute before I realized he was not tired or lazy like I first thought. He was scared.

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Micah looked up at me and said ” No I don’t want to go”. So I calmly asked him what was wrong and he said he did not want to go through the dark tunnel.  In order to get to the actual island and area he wanted to go, you had to pass through this dark and cold tunnel. Pitch black and shaped like a pretzel so as you go through you are guaranteed to run into the sides of the walls, and other people.

At this point I looked him in the eye, and told him I would take him through safely, and never let go. I promised I would not let anything or anyone hurt him. After he asked about any alternative methods of getting there, he agreed as he took one last look at the sign showing what was on the other side. It seemed to motivate him at least enough to go to the entrance with me. We went in.

About 3 minutes and 500 yards in, we were far enough in that we could not see the light from either side, the entrance or the end. Micah did what many young kids do when they want some attention or are trying to avoid going on any further with something. I call it the  ” stop, drop and drag” that every parent experiences at some point. It’s the move where one minute you are walking hand in hand and the next you look down at the end of your wrist and you have this twirling 45 pound weight spinning and dragging their feet.

It was then he said  ” no daddy, I don’t want to go let’s go back”. We could not really see each others face but we could hear each other. I said ” Micah, I know this is very scary. I know it is not what you hoped for. However if you will trust me, and hold tight to my hand, I promise to get you to the island that you want to go to. You may bump into a wall or even another person for a few minutes as we go through this dark and cold part but I wont let go of you and I will lead you safely to the other side”. It really was a defining moment for the 4-year-old.

After a minute of huffing and puffing and  doing the  ” almost crying but not really ” noises while squeezing my hand for a minute he actually said alright. He slowly put both hands around my one wrist and within 3 minutes ( but to him an eternity) we were out the other side. He had a great time there and clearly was glad of his choice to keep trusting.

Micah- Now.

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That story has been a great reminder to me as an adult, when I am facing difficult times. Often times as a person of faith I know what I should do but my flesh, my feelings, are pulling hard in the other direction. I think of that time at Disney world when I , as a father told my child to trust me, and ignore the feelings, and circumstances around him. It reminds me of the promise that all believers have that God will never leave or forsake us. He never has.

I hope today that if you do not have that reassuring hand to grasp on to and trust with all you have, that you would consider calling on your Heavenly Father and taking advantage of His offer to be by your side 24/7. Remember, God will never force Himself on you, you must call out to Him, and He will surely respond. What have you to lose?

tj

Diversified Church Is Where It’s At People ..Take A Peek At How We Get Down For The Lord..

People often ask me- what is the secret to a solid home church..so I put together a few clips from some services at my home church..it’s all about diversity..

100% True Funniest Parent Story I can Remember…About My Own Child.

My older son is 22 and a sharp shooter in the Army, full-time college student and full time worker. I am praying he never reads this, and am fairly confident he wont. He does not take much interest in my writing.. ( I know, I don’t get it either). For the purpose of this story I will call him ” stinky “. It takes place in a quiet southern town about 50 miles northwest of Orlando Fl. in about 1995. In a grocery store called Publix.

Stinky was 2 years old and riding on the kid part of the shopping cart, you know – the part where they just stare at you until something on the shelf catches their eye, they lunge for it, you swerve, they cry? Yeah that type deal. Well Stinky and I were at about the half way point of our shopping trip when I noticed a slight scent coming from the same vicinity that Stinky was sitting. At first I panicked of course but then as a new first time dad would do, I ignored it and reminded myself that I had out a ” pull up” on him right before we came in the store.

This was right when pull-ups had come out, and were a true Godsend, just in case. We went about another aisle down and I noticed the scent was getting stronger and I admit I began to worry a little. Not knowing what exactly to do in the middle of this giant store, I began to slow my roll and let the others pass me by while strategically heading to the diaper/wipes/paper towel isle. As I approached this isle, I happened to glance down at the newly waxed tiled floor of the grocery.

We got a problem.

I remember thinking to myself that I had not recalled seeing any little brown dots peppering the tiles before. I quickly grabbed the nearest bag of paper towels, ripped them open and leaned down, to wipe-the dots off the tiles around me. I remember going in reverse, and wiping up a few tiles behind us as well. It was then I realized that I had no idea this breadcrumb poop trail had been going on. I just remember ripping through the paper towels and making sure I grabbed ” Bounty ” the “quicker picker upper”. Within seconds I found myself going into a kneeling position, one hand on the cart ( pulling backwards) and one hand full of paper towels wiping poop drops as I went backwards dodging other shoppers and acting as if I was looking for my contact or something.

Within a minute I was zipping back at high rate of speed, weaving and bobbing between other shoppers. I was good. So good that within about 4 minutes and 2 rolls of Bounty, I had reached the end of the trail..finally. I wiped up the last splatter and casually made my way to the men’s room. You see, new parent or not, I am a smart cookie. I remembered to bring an emergency outfit and pull-up for such a time as this. I am not bragging here, but within 5 minutes my boy and I were calmly exiting the men’s room as if nothing had gone down..er, well you get it .

As I calmed down we shopped some more, and finally decided we had all we needed. I gave myself a little mental pat on the back for handling it as well as I did. We rolled up to the checkout counter and waited our turn. I think I was playing peek a boo or something as we waited. Heck I thought, nobody needs to know about this one. It was our little secret. So finally the line died down, and we pulled up and began unloading our groceries. The checkout girl was kind enough to help and we began to toss things on the belt. About 2 minutes into it, I noticed the girl making a funny face and she began to cough. Not the ” I have a cold ” cough, but a sickly and frowning face type of cough. Within a minute she began to let out a quiet but audible shriek and then said then she said these words ” What is that smell?”

I’m cool – I mean I cleaned it all up. I thought.

As it turns out, dad forgot to check one spot- the spot directly below the kid’s poop shoot in the cart. As it turns out I guess the girl happened to pullout a package of ground beef from directly below Stinky. The package had little brown droppings on it. Before I could get her attention, she was on the store loudspeaker begging for assistance on isle 4. It went something like ” clean up on isle 4 ” and by the time she had run her big mouth all over the speaker, a parade of bag boys, and a few managers had made their way up to see and smell what went on.

I remember a collective ” ooh gross ” from the customers in line behind me while scattering to another line, me begging to pay the bill, and stinky just smiling through it all. What started as a proud daddy and son shopping day,  ended as a walk of shame to the parking lot in slow motion. A group of bag boys were sent to follow us and retrieve the cart so they could rinse and scrub it. I humbly put Stinky in his car seat and we drove off into the moon-light.

To this day I cannot eat raisinets or milk-duds. I know, I know its gross.

tj

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Its Friday- Time For- ‘Mike’s Corner’

Did you know that lower back pain (which is a worldwide complaint) most times is pain referred from another part of the body and has nothing to do with the back?  Usually it is a result of the Occipital bone being out. Since the Occipital bone is a part of the brain, chiropractor cannot usually adjust it. However there are 2 herbs that each have a frequency which will cause it to go back in very quickly.

Contact Mike for your personalized evaluation-

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2017 Series -Getting Through The Dark Times; Faith It ‘Til Ya Make It!

 

In the last 4 years I have written about many topics from parenting to depression, addiction to PTSD, medication, suicide, therapy  and so much more. It seems like a lot but as I have always said, I don’t speak on anything that I haven’t lived through personally or at the very least studied professionally. In the beginning I thought writing about so many different types of issues would make it seem like life is filled with nothing but bad stuff. However  I learned two important things in the last four years; I am not alone, and people need to hear from others who can relate.

So far I have mostly  discussed all the different types of problems and medical mental health struggles and family issues that exist. And there’s plenty to discuss no doubt. . Up until now, I have not really delved into how we deal with these issues as we go through these dark trials. Its imperative that we have some way of staying grounded during these times we walk  through the valley.

 It’s very important that we have some sort of an anchor to keep us from drifting too far away from reality when we feel so lost in such darkness, and with so few friends. As most of you have understood, if I shared my life experiences, some of these times are gone through very much alone and there are not many people around that can relate. Unless you really search. And most of the time we don’t feel like searching for anything when we’re barely able to wake up every day and get dressed. Having been through very traumatic times that caused depression, and nightmares and loneliness and sometimes the inability to function normally. I can understand the darkness that prevails if we allow it to.

 There’s a few things in my life that I can honestly say, are the only reasons that I am here today, both physically and mentally spiritually and emotionally. I know that if it took those things to keep me saying then all of you also had to have some way that you’ve coped something that held you together. and some? To that you’ve used to make it to the point, we are able to even write about it today on a blog. The truth is professionally I’ve seen that it isn’t a very high percentage of us that are able to make it even this far- in fact we are a  very blessed group of people to have come through what we have and able to share it with other people. Speaking of sharing it with other people that is a critical piece in healing. It isnt always about us -the spotlight can’t always be on us even in our dark times and the truth is some of the ways out of these dark times the very quickest are by reaching out to others and pulling them up with the knowledge we have.

Sometimes when you need a friend the most you got to go and be a friend to someone. . Sometimes when you need encouragement the most you need to go and encourage someone. And even sometimes when you need financial help, you need to reach out to someone who you know could use what little bit you have and help them.. The point is as tempting as it is when we are in these dark times, the worst thing we can do is send out invitations for a pity party. I have always found some good advice from a guy that sings a song full of truth abut these times. I would like to share this song with you and I’ve shared the one with lyrics so you can read along… Please take 3:38 minutes out and watch it…at the end of this post. It may just resonate with you somehow…( you may have to click on it to play it)

So as I kick off the on going series on how we have made it to the point we are, I would ask that you all share any advice that you have. I shared all the problems lol- now I need help with looking at many solutions. I am leaving this wide open, and welcome any guest posts on the topic. Like I said – the more you share the more therapeutic it is.

So lets see where this goes y’all

If You’re Going Through Hell..

Mike”s Corner- Unusual Facts About Your Health!

Did you know that there are only two eye colors blue and brown. Colors of green and gray or hazel are all shades affected by the toxins build up in your body. As a matter of fact with a good cleansing the colors will be restored to blue!

Anyone who has suffered from what they call acid reflux really has what’s called a hiatal hernia. This can be cured permanently with a simple adjustment.

For personalized health consultation with your particular health issue contact Mike at silverwood08@gmail.com

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Who Do We Think And Believe The Things We Do?

I can’t figure out if we’re more like people or more like people that take three or four steps forward and start all over again  three or four steps forward and start all over again.  Do we do it to sabotage our own ships us or we just ignorant and some areas.  This brief post is about why we actually do and say some of the things we do and say and why we believe them also. It always amazes me how people will basically believe anything that is told to them. We think we are so smart and on the edge of everything in this day and age and then the next we know it a 10 year old has outsmarted us or an adult that we trusted has not been trustworthy. So when do we completely stop believing anybody and do we if ever.

We become sheeple,,the sheep mock us even..

 There’s a story  of a guy who came home after a Long Day’s Work ready for the holiday. His wife was just putting the Easter ham in the oven. He saw that she was slightly upset and asked her what was wrong period She said oh nothing I’ve just been a half an hour to find that stupid pan to put the ham in.

But, she  finally found it and got it in the oven. So the rest of the family came over and  ate dinner. While chatting around the dinner table the conversation came up  the rough time that the wife had finding all the necessary materials to make the meal. 

 The mother-in-law said- well you’ve got many many pots and pans in there, why didnt you just grab another? 

The lady  looked at her mother-in-law kind of confused and and said ” I don’t know!  For generations it has been a family tradion to use it.”

I really have no idea why.  Im going to phone my mother who after 40 years of cooking Easter dinner – called it quits and passed it down to her daughter ( me)   Finally the lady had called her old elderly mom  and they gave me that I gave my daughter I don’t know why.

” mama can you tell me why when you pass this Easter pan for ham baking I down to me years ago that it was such a family tradition that you used it for almost four decades and I’ve used it now and what is the tradition mama? 

Tradition? Mama said. Sugar-  the only reason I used that pot for my hams all these years  cuz none of my other pots and pans could hold the size ham we needed. it on the pan I could use wouldn’t fit in my bigger pots.

I think it was Ronald Reagan who said “trust but verify”  I can’t think of any better words for this situation.

If you’ve read the front page of my blog you’ve seen evidence that the pharmaceutical companies in the United States absolutely refused to give away the rights to advertise on television why is that because they know we are humans and especially capable of having our opinions swayed and persuaded according to the media..

Tj

It’s Not How You Start That Matters,  But How You Finish -So No Matter What You Gotta Finish Strong!

Its how you finish that counts not how you started

Lord, Liar, Or Straight Up Lunatic..But You Gotta Make A Choice.

We all have the right to make our call. But there is a call to be made.

Tj

Mike”s Corner-Amazing Facts About Your Health!

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Did you know that there are only two colors of the eyes. Yes- brown and blue. The colors green,  yellow and others are shades of the original color, caused by toxins built up in our systems.(The real color is blue! You can tell the health of a person through the eyes.)

With a good cleansing -the green, grey or yellow eyes can actually be restored to blue!

For personalized care and consultation you can reach me by cell @ 208-968-5797

 or email

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Regards,

Mike 

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WOW!×WOW!×WOW   If you love music, family and good things in general, its a must see…

I Forget exactly how this story goes.  

I know it involves a girl who loves her daddy, and finds out just how good of a singer he is ..as would millions of us youtube viewers find out too..

If you are a blues lover – its icing.

 If you happened to be a Chris Stapleton fan ( the country one)- IT IS THE CAKE..

Enjoy

Tj

Now This Is Uncalled For! I Slip Out Of The Editing Booth For 1 Minute And We Got A Funny Man.


I have a feeling this is going to be an ” anything” goes day here..one extreme to the other. Lets see if I can bait some hooks ( especially the new guys) . Sit back and watch!

tj


The Question Is..To Like Or Not To Like..Im Watching. 

I haven’t done a serious post in over three days.  I’m feeling very insecure and insignificant -and am now wondering what my followers think of me after all this…well?