Call 911

I don’t know how the emergency system of calling 911 came about or who created it, but it is a pretty cool system.  Call that number and police, fire trucks or an ambulance will come blaring down the street to your rescue.  With nifty tracking systems they can find your location even if you can’t speak to give your address or tell them what’s wrong.

Yesterday at church, on the 10th anniversary of September 11th, our pastor shared another way of calling 911.
Psalm 91:1 He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty.
Cool.
Sometimes I choose to dwell in that shelter and sometimes I don’t.  It makes more sense to rest there though.  I know that.  But even when I’ve wondered off alone and don’t know where I am, I can call out His name like a 911 call.  He knows where I am even if I can’t speak or tell Him what is wrong.  He knows.
Prayers to our nation and to all who lost loved ones on 911.

KopiE , edDitting;

This past Saturday held the first sun Portlanders had seen in months.  My neighborhood kids rode their bikes up and down the street; friends walked around Glendoveer Golf Course; families flocked to the park with their picnic baskets and game equipment.  And where was I?  I was indoors the entire day editing a friend’s manuscript.  Surprisingly enough, I enjoyed every minute of it.  Frolicking in the sunshine with friends would have been fun as well, but I gladly accepted the confidence boosting job.

Now here is where my horrendous insecurities come in and start to attack.  If I admit I did some editing then any dangling participle, misplaced comma, split infinitive or redundant redundancy that slips into my blog will, once again, show my inadequacies.  But I have finally arrived at a place in life where I am okay with that.  It has taken quite a while but, Hallelujah, I’m here.
Everyone needs help from time to time.  And when I needed editing assistance, I turned to Grammar Girl.  She was very pleasant and extremely knowledgeable.  Also encouraging me on my journey were the friendly folks at Purdue OWL.  They couldn’t have been nicer.  I just showed up at these websites, ignorance in hand, and clicked away.  All that advice was free and at my fingertips. 
So maybe it took me twice as long to finish the job than a more experienced editor, but I did it.  And I hope for similar opportunities in the future.  Soe; if ewe no enywon out they’re, that needz help with eddittting: half them gave me a kall.
Question: What is your biggest grammar faux pas? 

Growing Pains

I have GOT to get new glasses.  With all the reading and research I’ve been doing lately my eyes just won’t focus anymore.  It may have something to do with the minuscule scratches on the left lens.  I’ve been reading so many blogs with teeny, tiny print that it makes me stop and wonder if my font is too small or if the color scheme doesn’t quite work.  I don’t want to give all you faithful followers, (up to 13 now!!) a headache after reading my posts.
And my neck hurts.  I guess I tilt my head to the right as I read because the muscles on the left side of my neck and shoulders are very unhappy with me right now.  Not to mention my lower back.  I need to remember to sit up straight when I read.  I must be quite the sight sitting here like a near-sighted Quasimodo.
But it’s not just physical growth pains I am experiencing.  This is all still pretty new to me and I am feeling a bit overwhelmed from the onslaught of fresh information.  I am somewhat apprehensive each time I press that publish post button for fear I will be showing how little I know. 
Thankfully I am not alone in this process.  I am so grateful for a friend like Kayla Fioravanti and her willingness to help me figure out the great uses of Twitter, Facebook and Blogs.  And for all her social media friends who have stopped by to encourage me.  It’s a fun little place, this world of writing. 
My other fabulous friends keep me going as well.  They know a whole different side of me being a pain and love me anyway.  They are the best fans ever!
So that’s why I keep placing the arrow on that silly, dreaded publish post button and giving it a go.  No pain no gain, right?
Question:  Any areas in your life where you are experiencing growing pains?