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Wednesday, August 31, 2005

*blank* People

I came from a very small town. We actually lived out of the very small town by ten miles. We barely had an address (yet we managed to have road names), but we always had all sorts of *blank* people. You know, like the mail person? Or the police person? Well, on top of these already fabulous services, my parents always had other people besides the basic police, mail, and fire people. My parents had:

Yes, that was one reason why it rocked to live in the bondage. Other than that it wasn't that great to live in the country, but let me tell you, having people knock on your door every Tuesday morning with fresh groceries is a major treat. Honestly, if it weren't for shampoo and toilet paper, my parents would have never had to leave their house. That's pretty cool.

posted by Julie at 8:16 AM 10 comments

Monday, August 29, 2005

FED Files - Volume IX

The Exodus

Few things in this world can rouse up a normally inert FED like getting a new boss. Nothing provokes more emotion or unpredicted outbursts of anger than the new boss's rules. After years of sitting in the same office with the same people and drinking out of the same coffee mugs, these people will give up everything (but the aforementioned coffee mug) for a position in a different office with a boss that they've known since kindergarten. Once the office is gutted from all the experienced employees, the directorate then offers lateral movement (and sometimes - though rarely - upward movement) to the rest of agency. Within days other disgruntled employees disman their previous posts to fill the openings in the newly gutted office, whereby gutting their own offices. If a large enough office gets a new boss, this can cause such an upheaval as an unplanned reorganization.

For several years now, my office (the hazardous waste disposal branch) has been a peaceful office where everyone knows everyone else's birthdays, children, and coffee preferences. They've all sat in the exact same location since the last planned reorganization several years ago. Their only struggles are putting up with Marny* who talks nonstop to her crazy girl friends about her crazy life, and Kevin* who has the tendency to be a bit bossy. However, a new boss was introduced to the hazardous waste disposal branch. She has implemented new time and attendance rules which no longer allow for the 'come whenever, leave whenever' policy we've been accustom to.

Since hire (in the middle of July), our new boss has managed to whittle down our once large office of eight permanent employees and three interns down to a lean three permanents, three interns. Here's the demographics for the five that abandoning ship:

So, our large office is down by five warm bodies. The want-ads are sure to fly. Five openings can cause a raucous across the building. Probably nearly 100 people will see the want-ad and will be reminded how much they dislike their current positions and will not only apply for the opening in our office but also any other openings that will provide them an "out" of their own offices. You can plainly see how this could have a domino effect.

My opinion is that it's a conspiracy. After our last reorganization (followed by a RIF - Reduction in Force) our work-force is a little exhausted of being "forced" into new positions by management. So now management is getting smart. They no longer "force" their employees into a reorg, nor do they "force" their employees to transfer, but they sure have a knack of making them willing to go.

I'm certain that they had a meeting a couple of months ago and said, "How do we implement a new reorg without looking like the bad guys....." And then someone had an epiphany. "Ah! I know! Let's hire someone mean for one of our biggest offices. Those people will then bail and we can get new people in there, and then we'll get new people for those openings, and so-forth and so-on until everyone is doing a new job." And that's just what they've done.

*Names have been changed for the privacy of the above parties.

posted by Julie at 3:21 PM 0 comments

Motivational Posters For The Rest Of Us.

You know those annoying posters that are supposedly "motivational" like the one I pass every day on my way to the gym that says "Attitudes are contagious. Is yours worth catching?" Every time I pass that poster I want to roll my eyes. But here are a few that I got from a co-worker that I think are particularly funny.

One meeting where I work will convince you of this in a hurry.

This could have been my theme in college. :)
posted by Julie at 8:55 AM 11 comments

Thursday, August 25, 2005

Two Seasons

I live in Michigan. No shock there. Michigan technically has 4 seasons. We have Winter, Spring, Summer, and Fall. But that's not exactly true. Actually Michigan has 3 seasons. Winter, Summer, and Fall (if you don't believe that Michigan doesn't have a spring ask anyone else who lives here, this May we went from snowing to 80s). And from this my own brain has resolutely decided on two seasons. Winter and Summer. There are certain events that mark the beginning of each major season, and Fall and Spring aren't so much their own seasons as they are warm-ups for the next season. You may think that this wouldn't really impact my life, but it does. And here are some ways I practice a two season mentality:
  1. Once school starts (even though I'm no longer in school) I wear winter clothes no matter how hot it is. EX. Today I'm wearing black pants and a long-sleeved button up. Very winter. The temperature is 85 degrees. Yet, I'm wearing winter clothes.
  2. Since the Fall months of September, October, and November are meant as a warm-up to Winter, I may or may not listen to Christmas music (I know, it's weird not to mention pathetic, but sometimes I just need the emotional hug that Christmas music seems to provide).
  3. I start wearing flip-flops in March, even if it's really cold, because March is the beginning of Pre-Summer.
  4. Winter angst sets in no later than November first and doesn't subside before April first.
  5. There are three events that signify the end of the warm-up to Winter, and the actual season. These include: leaving the heat on all day, the end of Day-Light Savings Time, and double shirting (this is when it is no longer warm enough to only wear one shirt at a time).
  6. There are three events that mark the end of Pre-Summer and these include: the end of the academic school year, foliage on the trees, and nights were the temperature doesn't drop below 50 degrees.
  7. Pre-Summer is the bane of my existence since it is also called "allergy season" and may look more like Post-Winter than Pre-Summer.

So, if you're wondering why I periodically listen to Christmas music in October, it's because it's not Fall, it's Pre-Winter. Or if you're wondering why I can wear flip-flops on a 45 degree day in April but not an 83 degree day in September it's because April is Pre-Summer, and September is Pre-winter. And when you're gearing up for Winter, you certainly don't want to be wearing flip-flops, now do you?

posted by Julie at 11:20 AM 7 comments

Tuesday, August 23, 2005

Playing Hookey

I should be at work and I'm not. So, these are the ways I plan on squandering my day:
  1. Sleeping every second I physically can.
  2. Eating everything in the apartment (which right now is apples, cucumbers, microwave dinners, milk, and tomatoes - how's that for threatening? - Oh! And I have Smart Start too).
  3. Not showering.
  4. Wearing my PJs to the library to blog and check my email.
  5. Watch an hour or two of really bad TV.
  6. Soak in the bathtub for an hour and a half.
  7. Lay in bed for two or three hours to ponder the world and all of it's problems.

I love days like today. I remember when I was in high school you were allowed 20 days of absence per year and I always took about 19 and a half. Don't give me lee-way and expect me not to use it. :)

posted by Julie at 11:49 AM 10 comments

Monday, August 22, 2005

I Finished It

I finished Wuthering Heights this weekend. I have two words for you:

Wa-ow (pronounced "wow")!

It was so incredible that I had to reread (actually I had to relisten since I got it on CD) to the last 4 chapters a second time and rent the movie when I got home from Indiana last night. I was bitterly disappointed by the movie, and already have started casting my own version (which is always my first response to a bad movie since I believe that many bad movies are bad because they weren't casted correctly). Also, I'm not sure that I approve of the portions that the movie hacked. The whole second half of the book was summed up in 25 minutes in the movie, and it left me wanting more since the story of Hareton and Catherine was the answer to the story of Heathcliff and the other Catherine. It seemed less complete somehow.

So, here are some ways that Wuthering Heights will impact my future:
  1. My firstborn son will be named Hareton who has just won a seat on my "Favorite Characters Of All Time" list (because even though he had been degraded, he was still noble and because Hareton is better name for a romantic lead, or second lead in his case, than Heathcliff).
  2. When I produce the movie "Wuthering Heights" I think I'll make it a PBS special (like "Pride and Predjudice ") so that I have an excuse to make it six hours long and not leave out any detail.
  3. I will never (under any circumstances) dig up someone's grave, just to check how they look after eighteen years (but I guess that's the difference between me and Heathcliff).
  4. I will not starve myself to death because my husband and my lover got into a fight that I encouraged by locking them into a room together and throwing the key into the fire.
  5. I will not leave any of my nephews to fend for themselves (at age 6) with their drunk father, abusive landlord, and obnoxious man-servant (of course none of my nephews have a drunk father, nor an abusive landlord, nor any man-servants).
  6. I will teach more people how to read (if they don't know how).

Over all it was a great book, it's not exactly beach reading, but it was incredible, and managed to get up there on my list of favorite stories. I declare it a MUST READ and receives two enthusiastic thumbs up. My quote is that "Wuthering Heights is an intensely dark and passionate story filled with all the sweetness one might expect when a family rises above chains of oppression." And you can quote me on that. :)

posted by Julie at 8:05 AM 8 comments

Friday, August 19, 2005

Wuthering Heights

I don't get it. Am I missing something??
posted by Julie at 10:21 AM 8 comments

Tuesday, August 16, 2005

A Fit Of "Girl"

Last night I had a fit of "girl" in which I was not satisfied until I incorperated everything "girl" into my life. So, I went to the public library and got three items:

After the library I went to Meijer (my favorite place) and got groceries, and went home to veg in front of Anne for the duration of the evening. And veg I did until 12:35 this morning. I learned some things that I hadn't noticed before in Anne of Avonlea. And I think I now realize what is out-of-place in my life. Perhaps it's not that I have a crazy hectic job that may move me to a different part of the country at any moment, or that I have a car that is more stubborn than me (and insists on breaking down every six months on the dot), or that I have a ridiculously long commute to both work and to church. No, these aren't the things that are wrong with my life. I have been schooled by Anne on what is truly wrong. And here is a list:

  1. I don't live in a place that has enough mist. (Have you ever noticed how pleasantly "misty" Avonlea is??)
  2. I don't throw wild theatricals to solve my problems. (Wouldn't the world be a better place if we used plays to solve all of our problems??)
  3. I don't use everyone's full name when I speak to them. ("Anne Shirley!" and "Gilbert Blythe" and "Marilla Cuthbert"....)
  4. When I get myself in trouble it's not endearing. (I mean, if some guy caught me dancing with, and talking to myself, he'd probably think I was a major nut job - not propose marriage practically on the spot.) :)
  5. I don't use monstrous adjectives. (I could actually work on that. Maybe I'll start incorporating more brilliant and tremendous adjectives in my daily speak... How was that??)
  6. I don't have absolutely huge, red hair. (I mean, how could you not like a person with wispy red hair?)

So, these are some of the things that is wrong with my life. As a disclaimer, I actually love the stories of Ann with an "e". They're great, I just thought this was funny.

posted by Julie at 4:21 PM 23 comments

Monday, August 15, 2005

A Declaration Of War

After spending the weekend outdoors, I received ten bug bites on my feet which have made it inconvenient (if not impossible) to sleep. The sudden sting of an itch in the arch of my right foot has forced me to start from a deep slumber several times. Once awake, I have been required to itch all the other bites before falling back to sleep. You can imagine what a curse this has been since I do not function well when my sleep has been so rudely interrupted so frequently. So, I decare a war on the flesh biting species of insects/spiders. And this is how I plan to proceed:

It is not shocking that I do not plan to step neither toe nor hair out of doors for any extended period of time before fall. As the weather is getting cooler and I'm an indoors kind of person in general, I will not feel the need. And when the out-of-doors can not be avoided, I will call my first line of defense, the troops from "Off" to my rescue. If bug/spider dare enter my shield of "Off" it will be the recipient of the most severe body-shattering slap by my special forces named "hands".

It is not until the fall that I plan a full offensive attack on the bugs/spiders of Mid-Michigan. When the sun sinks further to the south, I shall invite my Allis from the North, "Cold Weather" in to raid the bugs/spiders and leave them annihilated. The North has already agreed to my terms, and have promised to drive out and/or strike dead any bug/spider that lives outside. With a mid-November dusting of the fierce Alli "Snow" the North plans to extinguish any hopes of the bugs/spiders and will leave them devastated. The North insists that this terrible and aggressive attack shall eliminate any sign of the outdoor bugs/spiders for many months. Indeed, through the entire winter.

So, in the terms and conditions of my contract with the North, they have dictated that all residents of the indoors take a defensive position and force as many indoor bugs/spiders out into the outdoors as possible. Show no mercy, residents, on these terrible creatures. "Cold Weather" will at times not immediately kill the bugs/spiders that they come in contact with, but will render them loop and silly - especially flies tend to be suffer from this kind of attack. If you see such a creature kill it immediately.

Too many feet and other hard-to-reach areas have fallen victim to these dreaded creatures. If you desire bugs/spiders to take over the world, by all means, shelter them in your warm houses, and leave them loop and silly, but if your feet have ever fallen prey to their vicious attacks, I urge you to follow the guidelines of our friends from the North and turn them out. For the sake of a good night of sleep turn these beasts out, I implore you!
posted by Julie at 9:08 AM 7 comments

Thursday, August 11, 2005

My Favorite heroes and Heroines

As most of you know I love stories. I love movies, I love books, and I even like TV shows that have story-lines that string from show to show. That said, I have heard, seen, and read of tens of thousands of heroes and heroines. Here's a few of my absolute favorites, which stories they came from, and why I like them.

  1. Joseph (Old testament): Because he was merciful
  2. William Wallace (Braveheart): Because he was unafraid and because he left a legacy
  3. Oscar Schindler (Who saved Jews during the Holocaust): Because he was placed on this earth "for such a time as this"
  4. Elizabeth Bennet (Pride and Predjudice): Because she was clever and intuitive
  5. Phileas Fogg (Around the World in Eighty Days): Because he stepped out of the norm
  6. Abraham Lincoln: Because he stood firm
  7. Henry V (Shakespeare): Because he proved himself a man
  8. Sister Helen Prejean (Dead Man Walking): Because she didn't mince words
  9. Ethan Frome (Book by Edith Wharton): Because he was dutiful
  10. Jean Valjean (Les Miserables): Because he showed grace
  11. Atticus Finch (To Kill a Mockingbird): Because he was wise
  12. Lord Goring (An Ideal Husband): Because he's hilarious

I know I've missed some, but this is a few.

posted by Julie at 8:36 AM 32 comments

Wednesday, August 10, 2005

Weird Habits

I found that we all have weird habits that are accentuated by roommates (or other house sharers) who don't have the same weird habits. I love, love, love weird habits. I think they're hilarious. They give us something to periodically raise our eyebrows about. They give us something to laugh about. They give us something to joke about. Etcetera....

So, I will tell you some of my weird habits if you tell me some of yours. Here goes....

  1. I only drink milk from Meijers.
  2. After pouring milk on my cereal, I'll walk away for five minutes to ensure that it's soggy enough.
  3. I only eat one course at a time. So, if we have meat, potatoes, salad, and bread, I'll eat the bread, then the salad, then the potatoes, then the meat (which brings me to....)
  4. I don't like my food to touch.
  5. I play with Magz incessantly when I watch TV or talk on the phone.
  6. My storage place for all my clean sheets is in my hamper (I only use laundry baskets for dirty cloths/sheets).
  7. I smell my milk every time I open the cap. Even if I just got it. I don't even notice that I do it any more, but my roommate points it out every chance she gets.
  8. I don't get the mail.
  9. My clothing schedule (Monday through Friday) for my bottoms is: black, khaki, black, khaki, jean (since black, khaki, and jean are my favorite colors).
  10. The only time I wear my running shoes outside is when I walk from the gym to my car.
  11. I associate certain CDs with certain seasons and can not bare to listen to my CDs out of season. For example, I can only listen to Alison Krause in the summer (between June 15th and August 15th).

So there's some of my weird habits.

posted by Julie at 8:46 AM 25 comments

Tuesday, August 09, 2005


My sister and her husband have a katrillion (a katrillion is bigger than a googolplex) things going on and for obvious reasons is starting to feel the inevitable stress of it all. I too have a katrillion things going on in my life and am starting to feel stressed (who am I kidding? I'm already stressed). My brother and his wife have lots of stuff going as well, and they feel somewhat stressed out. My cousin has stuff in his life and he feels stressed, my friends are stressed, and people I don't even know are stressed. We're all in various stages of our stress. Some of us are just starting to get stressed, some of us are just starting to feel some relief. And that's where I am. I'm very grateful to have some of my problems being relieved. When you have massive amounts of stress and then you get some comfort it's amazing how you feel like you're in recovery. This past Christmas I got really sick and for weeks after the illness broke I was easily fatigued and generally weak. And that's how I feel now. Emotionally fatigued and generally weak. But improving. :) It's funny, you'd think after you had some of your major stressors resolved you'd feel like a million bucks, and I don't want to seem ungrateful, but I don't feel like a million bucks. I feel like I'm recovering. And that's OK too.
posted by Julie at 8:33 AM 13 comments

Monday, August 08, 2005

Observations From A Solitary Weekend

I was house-sitting this weekend in Battle Creek for a co-worker of mine. It had never dawned on me before that you can get stranded, in the middle of a city, in August. But I did. So, here's some observations I made while stranded in someone else's house for 48 hours.

So, there you have it folks. There's my weekend in a nutshell. Just when you think you can't get any more stressed out, you probably can. :)

posted by Julie at 8:51 AM 8 comments

Thursday, August 04, 2005

Hmmm... Interesting

I've never noticed something before. Just kinda thinking out loud here, but this is something that really struck me as important. I consider myself a pretty normal person. I'm not too much or too little of anything. I'm just a normal girl. I think this is important, because when we, as Christians, talk about being chosen, we may wonder why. We may grapple with the feelings of unworthiness and/or guilt that all this had to be done for someone such as ourselves. Blahdy, blahdy, blah. But here's just a thought. I was thinking this morning about the women of the Bible and could I relate to any of them?.... And I found the oddest thing. Here it is (reminder: just throwing this idea out there, just thinking out loud, no specific research has been accomplished):

I was thinking about the women of the Bible. And I thought first about Esther. Esther was chosen by man because she was very beautiful and chosen by God because she had amazing courage. Ruth was chosen because she was very faithful. Mary was chosen because she was very pure, humble, and obedient. After thinking of these initial three I thought to myself, "Wow, we have set up these women almost as superheroes. They are all either Super-Virtue, or Super-Beauty. I don't really relate to people with really superior qualities like that..... Hmmmm.... So, I look farther. Who else is there? Well, there was Rahab. She wasn't "perfect" I mean she was a prostitute. Oh, but she had a boldness that caught the attention of not only God but also his people. Hmmmm... Tamar.... Well, she was very persistent/dedicated. Amazing. The list goes on and on. They're all amazing people.

So, I kept searching in my mind. Where is a woman like me who is just normal. And then I found her. Mary Magdalene. There is absolutely no mention of her beauty, and she was the opposite of virtuous. Come to think of it, she's worse than normal. She's lower than normal. She is a blatant sinner. She didn't come to Jesus. She didn't even have enough faith for that. She was drug to Jesus. Amazingly, look at Jesus's response to Mary. She didn't do one thing to reach out to Jesus. Not one thing. She stood there and was accused in front of Jesus. She wasn't brave, she wasn't pretty, she wasn't pure, she wasn't loyal, she wasn't faithful.... and yet. And yet He fought for her. He fought His "authority". He fought the people that were set up as spiritual leaders. He fought them because He wanted her. Amazing. Unworthy? Probably. But He wanted her. He didn't want her beautiful sister. Or her other more virtuous sister, He wanted her.

Superheroes were vanquished in the New testament. It's wonderful if you happen to be a superhero, but for the rest of us, just remember that there is absolutely nothing special about the crazy group of misfits Jesus called His team. I mean, reading the stories, I'm periodically embarrassed for these guys. But they were the Chosen. Powerful.

For you girls out there who read Jane Eyre, it's quite a bit like the infamous scene when Mr. Rochester tells Jane that he will be marrying Miss Ingram and she said something like "just because I'm plain and I'm poor doesn't mean that I don't have feelings..." And that is what I'm getting at here. We have feelings, superhero or not, and they have been recognized. And we were "Bought with a price." Incredible. I know you all know all this, but check it out again. Check out the difference between the heroes of the Old and New testaments. I think you'll see some really neat things as the Bible transitions from "What can I do to obtain salvation?" to "What has been done?" Interesting.
posted by Julie at 4:19 PM 4 comments

Wednesday, August 03, 2005

FED Files - Volume VIII

The Fitness Center

As many of you know, the HDI Federal Center is much like a small city. We have a little shopping, a library, banks, military recruiting offices, a museum, etc. But one of my favorite attributes of the little city that is the HDI Federal Center is the gym. Obviously the term "gym" is not nearly cool enough and so it has been named "The Fitness Center". Apparently "Fitness Center" has more charm than "gym". The Fitness Center implements many programs. They offer free personal training to employees, a wide range of classes, groups, charitable events, etc. They even boast a heroic head-trainer, Jeff, who once saved a man's life when the man had a heart-attack in the Fitness Center.

Of course, out of the 2,000 people in the building probably only 200-300 use the Center with some sort of regularity. These 200-300 users can be broken into three categories. The people who work-out in the morning (we'll call them the "crazies"), the people who work-out at lunch (I'll call them the "smellies"), and those who work-out after work (I like to refer to these people as the "practicals"). I am a "practical". I work out after work, I get to the Fitness Center at exactly 4:38 every day, work-out for 30-45 and go home. Routine is an important part of a FED's existence. Most FEDs have loads of routines. 8:30 - coffee 9:00 - bathroom 9:30 - web-surfing 10:00 - coffee 10:30 - gossip with pals 11:00 - bathroom 11:30 - Lunch. You see how this breaks up the day nicely. Well, FEDs who value routine go to the Fitness Center at the same, exact times every day. So, when I work-out, I work-out with the same 50 people as I worked-out with yesterday, they day before, the day before that, and the day before that. I have never seen some of these people in street cloths. Likewise, there are people who will suddenly show up at the Fitness Center at a random time who I've never seen work-out before.

This is where the story begins. We have security guards in the building (obviously), and you get kinda accustom to seeing the same security guards all the time. One of our security guards was on "Back Gate"/"Back Door" duty for my entire first year. Meaning that some days he would check in my car at the "Back Gate" and some days he would check in my person at the "Back Door". You start to feel like you know your security guards. You talk to them every morning when you roll down your window and wait for them to shine their flashlight in you back seat, etc. You talk to them when you're putting all your stuff on the conveyor, and while you're walking through the metal detector. You talk to them about what you've brought in that day, because they see it all. "Oh, so you brought cupcakes today, huh? Someone's birthday?...." Etcetera, etcetera. You begin to feel like they know you perhaps better than you want someone who doesn't know your first name to know you. But all that changed when I saw Nick (at least I think that's what his name is) in the Fitness Center yesterday. The guards have uniforms, including hats, and yesterday for the first time, I saw Nick without his hat. Below the hat-line he has black hair, and above the hat-line he has blond hair (actually it's more like a grown-out dyed blond color). I literally did not recognize him. Both me and my friend had to do a double-take to make sure that this was Nick.

You may ask if there's a point to this story, and I will in return ask you if any of my stories have points, but the answer is "yes". This story has a point. A moral actually. This story has a moral. And here it is:

MORAL: You think you know someone until you see them in the Fitness Center.
posted by Julie at 3:58 PM 7 comments

Tuesday, August 02, 2005

Things I Learned From Yoga

Last night I did Yoga for the first time. I had been doing Pilates, but Pilates is pretty horrible and I wasn't doing that either. So, it was strongly suggested to me to start doing Yoga for the following reasons:
  1. Build muscle strength (since I loathe weight-lifting)
  2. Improve balance (which if any of you know me at all, you know that I have lousy balance)
  3. Improve flexibility and range of motion.

So, here are some things I learned while doing Yoga last night.

I made it through my first Yoga lesson, and this morning I felt pretty good. No pain anywhere, which was amazing considering I didn't think I'd ever be able to peel myself off the floor. So, maybe it's not so bad after all. I'll keep you posted.

posted by Julie at 12:26 PM 11 comments

Monday, August 01, 2005


BlogLand has a new resident! My friend, Maryann, who has "abandoned" the rest of us crazy Michigan people for the pleasantly "warm" city of Phoenix, has started her own musings. Check it out!

SIDE NOTE TO MARYANN: I finally watched "Gone With The Wind". I have to admit, it was a much better story than I was anticipating. ;)
DOUBLE SIDE NOTE TO REST: Currently, weather conditions for Phoenix, Arizona: Stinking HOT
posted by Julie at 12:28 PM 5 comments

When Extraordinary People Meet Less Than Extraordinary Circumstances

Example #2

I know a couple from Ohio who have a good Christian, very old-fashioned family. They have 11 children of their own ranging in ages from 5ish to 30ish. They have raised these children well, they are all productive citizens and several are happily married with children of their own.

Meanwhile, a little boy was born to a family in mid-Ohio, he had medical problems from birth which were compounded when the baby was allegedly "shook". The parents denied all allegations, and the baby remained in the hospital on life support for the next year and a half. Besides the life support, the baby, now toddler, was introduced to numerous medications and is now showing signs of addiction to his medication. His case was taken all the way to the Ohio Supreme Court, but as they decide the fate of the parents this little boy remains in the hospital.

The hospital was concerned about the child, knowing that he is growing addicted to his medication and is on life support, even though he is now physically strong enough to live without it. However, he seems uninterested in attempting to live without his life support or his medication despite the numerous attempts of the doctors and nurses who care for him. Now that this little boy is two and he has been hospitalized for a year and a half, the doctors admit that they are stumped. How do they get this kid off of his life support and train him how to function as a normal child in a hospital?

They called in a consultant. The consultant felt like the only chance this child has to a normal life is to live with a normal family. The consultant believed the child to be depressed, and that was why he wasn't willing to live without any aid. The consultant wanted to call his cousin. His cousin was a strong man with a strong wife, and they had raised eleven highly functioning children. These people had a good work ethic, loving Christian values, and expertise in raising a handicapped child since they had taken in handicapped foster children in the past.

So, this week, this little boy will be traveling 3 hours to a small, insignificant town in Ohio to be joined with a family. A large, jolly, bustling family of eleven. He will be hugged and squeezed and loved for possibly the first time in his life. He will see that life can be fun, that life can be love, and that life can be hope. Is he too young to understand these things? Apparently not. Apparently he has already seen enough of the world to make him depressed. Now maybe he will see enough of God to give him comfort.

A father to the fatherless,
a defender of widows
is God in his holy dwelling.

God sets the lonely in families,
he leads forth the prisoners with singing.
-Psalm 68:5-6
posted by Julie at 9:39 AM