Holiday Help part 1
Well I have not blogged for sometime now as the desire to write as been lifted from me as of late. This state of being may have never ended if it were not for God speaking through my friend Mary and under divine guidance telling me to get my act together. At least this is what I am told.
After being a model narcissist and looking back at my old blogs, I began to feel that I am a moody, constipated Christian so this blog is just for the fun of it and I hope it might help some of you.
Let me begin by saying that my goal here is to help you with any weight management goals you may have over the holidays. My suggestion is for you to merely picture the following as you reach for another cookie and you will find that the desire to consume will be taken from you. To begin we must go back to the summer of 1999 to my most embarrassing moment.
This summer I was working with three children with autism, note the politically correct reference, and one of these children lived over thirty minutes from my home. It is not uncommon for children with autism so enjoy swimming as it is believed that it stimulates their senses in a multitude of ways. This was at least the case of the seven year old child that I worked with and his twin but much chunkier brother. I was told that I should always come prepared to go swimming on any given day yet we never seemed to actually go. It was now near the end of the summer.
On a day much like any other I showed up to this boys' house, where it should be noted that the grandmother cared for the children during the day. I had forgotten to come prepared to swim as we had never actually gone at this point. As memory has it I was wearing knee length cargo shorts and my glasses, so I could look smart of course. When I came to the door the grandmother greeted me with the good news that we were about to go swimming that day. I told her that I was not prepared and was very sorry but there was no way I could return home and get my stuff and be back in time. She smiled, a smile I now remembered as a wicked smile but I know that is not true, and told me not to worry. She knew what to do.
To be continued...
After being a model narcissist and looking back at my old blogs, I began to feel that I am a moody, constipated Christian so this blog is just for the fun of it and I hope it might help some of you.
Let me begin by saying that my goal here is to help you with any weight management goals you may have over the holidays. My suggestion is for you to merely picture the following as you reach for another cookie and you will find that the desire to consume will be taken from you. To begin we must go back to the summer of 1999 to my most embarrassing moment.
This summer I was working with three children with autism, note the politically correct reference, and one of these children lived over thirty minutes from my home. It is not uncommon for children with autism so enjoy swimming as it is believed that it stimulates their senses in a multitude of ways. This was at least the case of the seven year old child that I worked with and his twin but much chunkier brother. I was told that I should always come prepared to go swimming on any given day yet we never seemed to actually go. It was now near the end of the summer.
On a day much like any other I showed up to this boys' house, where it should be noted that the grandmother cared for the children during the day. I had forgotten to come prepared to swim as we had never actually gone at this point. As memory has it I was wearing knee length cargo shorts and my glasses, so I could look smart of course. When I came to the door the grandmother greeted me with the good news that we were about to go swimming that day. I told her that I was not prepared and was very sorry but there was no way I could return home and get my stuff and be back in time. She smiled, a smile I now remembered as a wicked smile but I know that is not true, and told me not to worry. She knew what to do.
To be continued...
posted by Jon at
11:50 PM
2 Comments:
oooh, oooh, oooh! part 1 was excellent, jon, and i'm glad you've finally been able to hear the voice of god over the sound of cookies crunching in your mouth :)
can't wait for part 2.
i am also greatly anticipating part two of this story. bring it.
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