Met Him on a Wednesday and My Heart Stood Still

...da doo ron ron ron, da doo ron ron.  Somebody told me that his name was Shaun... da doo ron ron ron.. da doo ron ron.

I guess it's time for me to stop posting Happy New Year every day.  We're already six days in, and according to Jimmy Kimmel, it's time to stop sending people New Year's wishes.  LOL

Last night, I was amazed at how easily I was transported back to my younger self.  I was watching the rebroadcast of yesterday's Oprah show, which was a rerun anyway, but I hadn't seen it the first me through, and her show was about Tiger Beat heartthrobs.  Remember Tiger Beat magazine?  OMG, I used to buy it every month for the pull out posters and plaster my room with them!

Anyway, one of Oprah's guests was none other than Shaun Cassidy of Hardy Boys fame, who also was a solo singer.  I LOVED Shaun Cassidy, almost as much as I LOVED onny Osmond before him.  I had Shaun posters everywhere and before I went to bed at night, I used to kiss my gigantic poster on the lips and wish him a goodnight!

So Shaun performed a medley of his hits and I sat here watching and grinning like a big ol' idiot, but I was so excited, it was like I was 12 years old all over again.  It's just amazing to me how easily certain things can toss you back into your younger self, no matter HOW old you are.  I mean for pity's sake, I am 44 years old, and I was as excited to see him perform as I was when I was a kid.  I just couldn't wipe the goofy grin off my face.

I can't believe I just admitted to that.

Other than that, yesterday was just another day, but I did manage to accomplish everything on my list except for prayer time.  I don't know why I didn't pray.  Well, maybe I do.  I think I skipped my prayer time because I was ashamed to go to God in prayer after coming here, writing all I did about temptation, and then succumbing to it by doing the cyber thing.

I mean seriously.  Why did I do that?  I didn't care.  It wasn't anything I NEEDED to do.  I just did it.  I wanted to do it.  I was bored and I was lonely and it was something to do.  Sadly, it wasn't even good.  It was really a waste of time and I didn't even enjoy it.  My partner yesterday seriously lacked in the descriptive writing capability.  I had hoped he'd have been better than what he was.

Geez, I'm a freak.  I don't sexually enjoy the cyber and don't sit here and masturbate or anything, I just write.  I like to write.  I enjoy the descriptiveness and sometimes the intensity where I get tremendously focused and the words just seem to flow.  I'm sure I can find better uses of my writing skills, but I don't.  I didn't even care that I was doing it, really, once I got started, I was bored a minute in, once I saw how bad my partner was at it, and it didn't prompt me to take out my best writing skills.

*shakes my head*  I need to stop.  Just stop.

Point to Ponder:  There is always a way out.

Verse to Remember: 1 Corinthians 10:13b - God is faithful.  He will keep the temptation from becoming so strong that you can't stand up against it.  When you are tempted, he will show you a way out so that you will not give in to it.

Question to Consider:  Who could I ask to be a spiritual partner to help me defeat a persistent temptation by praying for me?

I already have a spiritual partner in Amy.  We pray for each other all the time.  I think sometimes, perhaps, we need to step up our prayers a bit, to help each other through the rough spots.

Today's chapter suggests four things to defeat temptation.

• Refocus your attention on something else.


• Reveal your struggle to a godly friend or support group.


• Resist the Devil.


• Realize your vulnerability.

I think that's my problem.  I think about this too much, so I'm giving it power.  I am not good at refocusing my attention on something else and running away from temptation.  I'm not good at recognizing and realizing my vulnerability, and I'm apparently not that good at resisting the Devil.

Maybe I need to stop thinking about it so much and then it will be easier to walk away.

If we learn anything at all from being a Christian, we learn that good things do not come without sacrifice.  Jesus had to give everything He had in order to reunite us with God.  If we decide to be the bet we can be, then we need to accept the fact that there is some sacrifice required.  When we learn to sacrifice, we learn what it means to be a Christian. Sacrifice is a good discipline.  Sacrifice teaches us what is really important, and it helps us be thankful for what we have.  When we stop to think of how great Christ's sacrifice for us was, it inspires us in our diets to become better people; people worth dying for!

Today's thought:  Dieting can draw me closer to being a disciple!

Maybe there is my answer to my temptation problems too.  Maybe it's going to require sacrifice on my part.  Am I really ready to sacrifice what I consider as "my" time, or the company of others during the day, just to avoid temptation?

On a final good note, I might be going to Australia.  I have a friend, the friend who owns the site where I chat, actually, and he is willing to pay my way to Australia for a visit, and he'll let me bring Amy with me, too, though I'm sure he's not going to pay for her ticket too.  Gonna have to tell her to start socking some money away.  Anyway, DNB is his chat nickname, and he and I have been friends... JUST FRIENDS... for 10 years.  He's kind of a lonely sort, because he plays with computers all day long.  A total tech geek.  But he's willing to pay my way for a visit, just to get me out of here for a while.  I think it will be a blast.  And no, he doesn't expect anything from me.  He knows I'm married and will not cheat on Al.

It may or may not ever come to pass, but I hope it does.  I've always wanted to go to Australia.