Friday, June 17, 2016

Guest Blogger

Morning Meds 5.9
Guess who's coming to dinner? Me!
With all the tragedies of 2016, I had to come to you once again this week with my friend, Seth Tower Hurd's incredible perspective.


Felicity Joy
Written By Seth TowerHurd
 
"As a nation of freemen, we must live through all time, or die by suicide."
I've been out of the loop since Sunday's terrorist attack, due to the loss of my grandmother. So, take it with a grain of salt that these words are penned with a heavy heart.
Here's what the Orlando attack taught us...we're screwed.
Not because of radical Islam. Not because of gun laws. Or Democrats. Or Republicans.
But because Abraham Lincoln's words have become prophecy. From a speech in 1838:
"All the armies of Europe, Asia, and Africa combined...could not by force take a drink from the Ohio or make a track on the Blue Ridge in a trial of a thousand years.
At what point then is the approach of danger to be expected? I answer. If it ever reach us it must spring up amongst us; it cannot come from abroad. If destruction be our lot we must ourselves be its author and finisher.
As a nation of freemen we must live through all time or die by suicide."
Chase Strangio of the American Civil Liberties Union blames "The Christian Right."
The The Kansas City Star's editor says people in the National Rifle Association should be "plunged into everlasting hell."
Think Progress blames "toxic masculinity."
As a Christian, a registered Republican, and a member of the NRA, and someone who's "masculine" (I actually think I'm a very sensitive guy, but I hunt, fish, have tattoos, box, etc), what am I supposed to make of this?
If there's something I feel solidarity with the LGBTQ Nation with, it's the fact that I truly don't believe I can be 100% myself and be accepted, at least where I currently live.
The bottom line is that I have to keep my head down, and choke back my opinions in one of America's most liberal cities, or I will lose money. A good chunk of money.
On the other hand, I have a pretty good idea of why a lot of people hate people like me when I saw Texas Lt. Gov Dan Patrick's tweet about the victims of the Orlando attack getting what they deserved hours after the attack.
I can't even fathom how messed up you have to be, and how deep your dysfunction (maybe psychosis) goes to tweet out something like that.
So here I stand, seeing this season as different than any political anger we've had before...we now live in a place where the news media and many average joes typing furiously on their keyboards, do not want us to find common ground.
And I don't know how that gets fixed. The only thing I can think of is "maybe if the attack was worse." Of course, I don't want one more parent or brother or sister or friend...but you've got to admit, 9/11 brought us together. Made us want to be better men and women.
And so Lincoln is proven right. We are the world's lone superpower...and the rest of world's the armies combined could not likely penetrate to the Blue Ridge Mountains.
"If destruction must be our lot, we ourselves must be it's author and finisher."
It seems like we've written the first page of the book of destruction in 2016.
But there's a way to tear up that page. It's called being a neighbor. Caring. Hanging out with people who are different than you.
Here's the thing. You can't have my guns. And if you could, it wouldn't make you safer. And I'm not admitting some sort of weird peripheral guilt over a Jihad-obsessed whack job who butchered his fellow man in the name of Allah.
You can't have my guns, and you can't make me feel guilty...but you can come over for dinner. Straight or gay. Red or blue. Muslim or atheist or Christian or Jew.
In fact, Amanda and I have had all of the above over for dinner during our 15 months of marriage, save the Muslim (I don't know if there are any Muslim's in Kenosha).
If this country is to heal, it's going to happen one dinner, one backyard hang, one handshake and one smile at a time.
If you think that's crazy, or overly idealistic, then you try it your way. Let me know how well hating the other side goes for you (whatever that other side is).
When you're done with that, we usually eat around six. Just let me know you're coming over.

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Felicity Joy

God is Goofy?

Morning Meds 5.7
I was telling my friend a silly way I’ve taken up describing myself sometimes, and she said. “No, that doesn’t represent you because you’re so spiritual!” Which caused me to reflect, “I see my light-hearted nature as a part of my spirituality!”
I’ve been seeing this more and more as I look over my relationships and the people I admire. The people I learn from are fairly serious in their teaching style, but my closest friends are kind of goofy, thus enabling them to be around ME! So that includes those of you reading this. (Well, I do have some friends that aren’t goofy, but they tend to laugh a lot, and I like to imagine it’s because of me!)
So the thing is, God is all about life and death subjects, but the only way not to annoy everyone, from my perspective, is to take life very seriously...but not yourself! And NO I don’t think God is goofy...but I think He likes me too!
Proverbs 17:22 A merry heart doeth good like a medicine.
Psalm 2:4 The one enthroned in heaven laughs...
Felicity Joy

Push It

Morning Meds 5.6
One of my friends described someone he knows as a work horse. I was immediately envious. I am so not like that!!! Why do we always want to be something we're not! People with curly hair want straight hair, people with straight hair want curly...so I just cut all mine off!

But these issue are hard to avoid. Another thing I have desired in the past, was a life that was just about one thing. Like how someone knows when they're 5 that they want to be a writer and that's what they're doing. I've become more comfortable in my multi-talent, multi-focus, but now I am working on loving my pace and being understanding about where I'm at.

Being hard on myself has never accomplished anything. Only the Holy Spirit identifying an issue and helping me work on it. I'm pushing myself to believe in myself. I'm pushing myself into God's arms. Let's go together!

Felicity Joy

We'll Sleep When We're Dead

Morning Meds 5.5

Have you ever heard that expression? If you have, it was probably from someone REALLY excited about what they were doing in their lives. So excited that they forgot the fact that we're not actually going to sleep when we're dead because we'll just be transitioning to another place. (But that's another story...)
And that's how I like to be and that's where I'm at in my life right now, feeling pretty limitless and so thankful to God. Why you ask? The answer is in a BRAND NEW newsletter I'm starting chronicling my journey that I'm calling Sunny Days--From the Couch to the Castle. Sound interesting? Click here to sign up to receive this bi-weekly spin-off from Morning Meds. (I'll send it to you as soon as I finish writing it!)
Anyway, I heard a quote last night that nothing ever happens until someone gets excited. I think that's true. Though we may not live in complete excitement all the time, I think it's good to pursue it. And you can't fake it, because this is an inside job. Commit yourself to the inner work it takes to unearth your passion and believe that in every area of your life, Sunny Days are ahead. 

Felicity Joy