David McMahon, in his authorblog, has a weekly feature called "The Sunday Roast." This week he is interviewing Michelle, aka Lime concerning her blog, called "The House of Lime." It's a very interesting read, especially the part about when she had severely broken her arm, and was gone from blogging for awhile. She was amazed at the outpouring of love among her group. I think that most bloggers have good hearts, at least from my viewpoint and my blogging group.
More love shown to me: A blogger I'm developing respect for is Cathouse Teri. She can show a tough side while, at the same side showing a loving side. It started with me commenting on one of her posts(more about that later) and her writing me an email asking me to explain a joke I typed in her comment section.
Yesterday I wrote my post about people always taking advantage of me, a result of me dealing with some depression. Teri commented on the post, then today wrote one of her own, titled "Blessed are the poor in spirit." There she linked to my post. I thank all for their comments. Like I have said before, many of us have a common thread in depression.
Now about the post I commented on, Teri was wondering why some people use asterisks when putting swear words in a post, for example what she used was f**k, which is the last time you will see even that come from my keyboard. I look at it this way: I will post what I want on my blog and you have the freedom to do the same. As a Christian, I am not a total prude and I will not melt when someone says a profane word in my presence. As a matter of fact I sometimes have a problem with some of my expressive language. Now for someone to use a cuss word in every sentence they utter shows, what my grandmother called, a limited vocabulary.
The nice thing about writing a blog is I can look over what I've written and if I can see something that I think is inappropriate, I can always delete it. Too bad you can't do that in conversations.
The one thing Teri and I are in agreement with is the use of God's name in vain. We both are offended by it.
More love shown to me: A blogger I'm developing respect for is Cathouse Teri. She can show a tough side while, at the same side showing a loving side. It started with me commenting on one of her posts(more about that later) and her writing me an email asking me to explain a joke I typed in her comment section.
Yesterday I wrote my post about people always taking advantage of me, a result of me dealing with some depression. Teri commented on the post, then today wrote one of her own, titled "Blessed are the poor in spirit." There she linked to my post. I thank all for their comments. Like I have said before, many of us have a common thread in depression.
Now about the post I commented on, Teri was wondering why some people use asterisks when putting swear words in a post, for example what she used was f**k, which is the last time you will see even that come from my keyboard. I look at it this way: I will post what I want on my blog and you have the freedom to do the same. As a Christian, I am not a total prude and I will not melt when someone says a profane word in my presence. As a matter of fact I sometimes have a problem with some of my expressive language. Now for someone to use a cuss word in every sentence they utter shows, what my grandmother called, a limited vocabulary.
The nice thing about writing a blog is I can look over what I've written and if I can see something that I think is inappropriate, I can always delete it. Too bad you can't do that in conversations.
The one thing Teri and I are in agreement with is the use of God's name in vain. We both are offended by it.
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I'll have to check out Teri's blog shortly.
Have a great weekend
David
Thanks for the kind words. You really are far too kind. I don't deserve a bit of it.
Also, where did you get the idea that I'm offended by people using God's name in vain (whatever that means)? If you could hear the things I say, you'd probably be oft offended! ;)
From your own comment section, with some editing from me "I don't care when someone says something like, "Oh my f*****g God!" Because I know that their God is not my God. So it doesn't offend me. In fact, when I say that, I don't even mean MY God! haha"
So I guess I took that wrong. And when I say use God's name in vain I mainly mean that they ask for God to damn something, or that He's already damned it. But that's just someone talking without thinking most of the time.
I may elaborate further in the coming days on a post at Seek Him First.
Most of the time I am only offended when the words are either directed at me or used in front of mixed company, as I don't assume that ladies are used to it. Just my feeble way of being a gentleman.