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Saturday, February 25, 2012

Not Perfect Just Forgiven

The car approached my back bumper with the speed of Danika Patrick and whipped around to cut me off just as quick.  I was just about to utter profanity when I noticed the bumper sticker, “Christians aren’t perfect, just forgiven”.  Oh, I thought, because she was a Christian, she could drive like a complete ass simply because she has the “I’m a forgiven Christian Disclaimer” on her bumper.  So I did what any Christian would do, I sped around her and cut her off because I have a “Jesus fish” on my bumper and I think that trumps her bumper sticker.  Didn’t really matter, she then extended her “just forgiven” middle finger, which also didn’t matter because, yes, she was forgiven for that too. 

I had a conversation with someone several days ago who was shocked at the language I used on my facebook page when I used the phrase “for godsake” when referring to a Beach Boys performance at the Grammy Awards. By the way, they annoyed me when they were young, why must I be reminded of this in their less than stellar comeback tour.  Anyway, that’s another blog post.  While I suppose there could have been a hidden request for an apology in that conversation, I wasn’t feeling the least bit apologetic about what I had said.  I still don’t.  After all, “I’m not perfect, just forgiven”.  But you know I have given this much thought.  I really do owe an apology of sorts.  I have not portrayed who I really am or rather who I am not.  I am like all Christians, imperfect.  I’m sorry that I spent a better part of 20 years in the Academy Award Christian performance of “Super-cal-evang-e-listic” style of worship that ultimately taught me how to “act”.  At home I was not a woman who spoke in terms of Psalms, hymns and spiritual things. So I am sorry that someone had to learn three decades into our friendship that I can and do speak outside the laws of scripture and more importantly probably, outside man’s interpretation of how “real Christians” should speak and live.  Nobody can really live up to all that is commanded in the Bible, especially that judgment commandment.

While I am my own person and I will feel free to talk as I feel, I still have respect for people and the decency not to intentionally offend someone.  What’s interesting to me about all of this is how my friendships have changed in time.  When I woke up and decided to be myself, uncensored and free, I lost “friends” and gained friends, real friends.  Social networks can be as simple or complicated as you care to make them.  I approach them knowing that at the click of a mouse I can invite you in or shut you out.  You can do the same.

I know my thoughts are somewhat disjointed and pissy this morning but I not perfect, just……..

Amy Lynn Michael

Friday, February 17, 2012

Take That Guys!

This “letter to the editor” still makes me laugh and I wanted to share it with my readers.  Enjoy!

A snowy Sunday morning laugh

How wonderful to wake up to 8.5 inches of snow and find my Journal waiting for me.  Even better that I brought a laugh on a snowy Sunday morning in the form of the Letter from the disgruntled male who wanted to know why there are more male “Jeopardy” champs than women.  Could it be because the women are home working, taking care of the house and kids so their hubbies can have the luxury of venturing forth to show their knowledge of trivia?

The writer was also upset about the portrayal of men on certain TV shows.  I would like to point out the shows he referred to are sitcoms, which stands for situation comedies (little bit of trivea that might come in handy on “Jeopardy”) Anyway, the word comedy should indicate the shows are fictional and supposed to make one laugh.  Don’t worry, we women understand the whole fiction concept.  Of course, shows based on women characters such as “The Nanny”, “Desperate Housewives”, and “Wonder Woman” are accurate portrayals of women.  Another laugh in reading this opinion was the writer pointing out he was married to a woman who was, first, wonderful.  Second, pretty. Third, hard working.  I think the writer putting pretty ahead of hard working speaks volumes.

By the way, if the writer would ever like to go head to head in a “Jeopardy” type competition, let me know.  I’ll be there with bells on.  Just as soon as I get off work, make dinner, do two loads of wash, help the kids with homework, make sure they have their baths and brush their teeth.  My wonderful husband should be able to take over after that, but I don’t want to overwhelm the poor guy. – Kim Harper Sioux City Journal February 27, 2007.

As always, thanks for stopping by. 

Amy Lynn Michael

Sunday, February 12, 2012

Embrace Your Inner Beauty

Amy Winehouse and Whitney Houston had something in common.  They were beautiful talented women whose lives ended too soon.  When I say their lives ended too soon I am thinking beyond the professional potential that each of them possessed.  I’m merely suggesting that they may have died never really believing how beautiful they were.  Performers, whether they have walked the red carpet or only set foot on the dirty carpet of a local bar, are actors.  They are actors who perform whether they feel like it or not.  They flash big smiles and are showered with compliments from their fans.  So long as the stage lights are on, they have to present themselves as if they too believe they are beautiful and talented.  Inside each of us is a performer, really.  When celebrities look in the mirror at the end of the day, do they see what we see?  Do they see beauty?  Or do they only see the other side? 

I have one of the greatest blessings in life.  I have husband who tells me every day, makeup or not, how beautiful I am.  Even so there are still days when I look in the mirror and wonder what he sees.  If I stay in that thought long enough I find myself thinking about all of my flaws and soon I feel ugly.  These days I don’t stay there long because I know deep inside where my beauty lies and I embrace it quickly and hold on to it as tightly as I can.  I don’t live under the microscope of the public eye like celebrities do.  When I fail, sometimes I’m the only one who knows it.  When I go to the grocery store looking disheveled I don’t have to worry that my picture will be on a tabloid tomorrow with speculations of what I may have done the night before. As I write this, I actually do look disheveled and this mug, this mug is raggedy!  But I don’t care because when Mike woke up this morning he told me that I am adorable.  I grinned and said, “I know that”.   I said it because I believe it.  I am cute, I am adorable and I don’t have to prove it to anybody.  I just know it.

Amy and Whitney were beautiful and so talented.  We only saw their outward beauty and we all made judgments of some kind when they fell.  But both of them had what we have deep inside; they had inner beauty that was waiting to be embraced if only, and most importantly by themselves. 

Do you embrace your inner beauty?

Amy Lynn Michael

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