We went whitewater rafting today. It was awesome. The water level was down from the time Kenny and I went, but it was still a good ride. I read journal articles on the way to Hot Springs. It was too dark on the way back, so I tried to snooze.
The side loaf makes me smile.
I feel a little pressed for time because I have a lot I need to get done for next week. However, I knew that I had to get out of the house for a while. I am trying to be less of a workaholic than I usually am. This is my life, and I want to live it.
I know I am pretty pensive on my blog. I guess I have a lot of questions about life. I try to figure it all out, but I know that I can't. I do my best to be positive and strong and confident day in and day out, so my blog tends to be where I put my fustration, weakness, and insecurities. I am not trying to get anyone to feel sorry for me or to think I am a martyr of some kind. I am just writing.
I get a little perturbed when I find people posting negative feedback on my blog. It doesn't make sense to me. First, if someone didn't like me, why would they frequent my blog? Second, if someone is pouring their heart out about their problems and openly admitting they have faults, what is the point of tearing them down even more?
It would be like me saying "I am depressed." then someone replying "yeah, you are seriously screwed up." No duh detective! I think if you are ready to criticize someone you should be ready to help them. If you tell someone, "you need to change" and they say "okay, please help me" and you say "sorry, you are on your own" then the criticism is just that - criticism, hard words. I mean, most of the time people know that they need to do something, but they have a hard time actually being able to do it. No matter how many times you ask me to move a mountain and no matter how many times I try to push against the mountain to move it, that darn mountain isn't going to move. I am a big believer in helping people. I think it is important to build people up and to love them. Many studies have been done on the effects of positive and negative feedback used in teaching. I have not yet found one study that posits negative reinforcement having a more significant effect on performance or behavior than positive reinforcement.
Love comes from God. Although He should be feared and worshipped, He is not a God of tough love. He is a God of forgiveness, mercy, and grace. And amen to that.
Saturday, October 01, 2005
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Angry blog posts what is the world coming to?
Are you referring to me being angry or the commenters?
The only negative posts in the last few weeks have been left by you, Pammy. That is, of course, taking into consideration you are not deleting the bad ones before we can read them. Now that I look back, the comments have all but stopped. Perhaps a cry out on your part. Would you folks show this girl some attention!
The commentor miss.
To the anonymous commentor: Why hide on the internet, I don't see you sharing who you are to anyone, at least pam is honest enough to share who she is. I don't see you blogging except on her blog. Maybe you should thank her and give her some positive attention since, you are reading so intently.
You above all might be the one to make a difference, if not then at least stop being a chicken shit!
How's that for html code? Oh and Dave where are you?
And those are the words from our peace loving Muslim. ;-) Thanks for sticking up for me, Muhammed. I am IMing with Dave right now. I can sic him on you. :-) hugs
Thanks for giving Pam some attention Muhammed. Don't you see, it's just what she needed. She is the most fragile person on the planet. I have no problem with the chicken shit comment. Laugh at me. Make sport of me. You both need to laugh.
Jason, can you just stop coming to my blog? It would be the healthiest thing for both of us.
Yeah! Leave her alone Jason!
You can always turn off anonymous commenting...
It isn't the anonymous commenters I have a problem with. It is the nastygrams from people who are obviously just trying to hurt my feelings.
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