Oct 9, 2017 |
by Molly Jo Realy @MollyJoRealy
The Assault: Harbingers, Cycle Two
Infestation by Frank Peretti. No less exciting than the first Harbingers books I’ve read.
Now, I know some of you won’t read past this line, but that’s okay. Because there are a few SPOILERS that follow.
So.
Now is the time to stop reading if you don’t want to know anything about the book.
Seriously.
Go away.
Or not.
Still here? Awesome sauce.
Chapter One, all of two and half pages, narrates a scientist as he makes his way through a lagoon that was previously decimated. A lone dolphin comes close, closer, and the scientist is happy, intrigued, thrilled another form of life is making its way back. Until it comes even closer. And he sees its nasty eyes oozing green goo. And as he goes to touch its side, the green goo is there, too. He retreats, tries to get a sample, but the dolphin shifts . . . and explodes green goo all over him.
Jump cut to Chapter Two. And now we’re in the head of the miserable Professor. Poor guy; all he wants is to be left alone. Because he knows whenever the Team calls it means upsetting the status quo, seeing things he’d rather not, and experiencing things he’d, well, rather not experience.
Case in point: Brenda visits the Professor to let him know Andi is in Florida. No, not with her loving grandparents. But a mental institution. They rush to her, and the Prof is staggered to see her out of touch. She responds to no one, has disconnected from humanity, and only rambles what others can’t really understand.
Of course, Cowboy (Tank) joins them. His heart belongs to Andi, but she didn’t want him to begin with, and in her new, uh, condition, she affirms that. Quite strongly.
The book continues as the Team tries to fix Andi, to find out why this is happening, and what to do about it. And, as usual, I ain’t gonna tell ya.
But I will tell you, you won’t be disappointed as you continue the adventure.
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Oct 8, 2017 |
by Molly Jo Realy @MollyJoRealy
Frankly, On Faith.
We’re a busy culture. We are go-go-go with not just a lot on one plate, but many plates. The Bible warns us the sloth will perish in poverty, but we can take the opposite to extreme which is just as ignorant.
Scripture has many verses about the need for rest. It refreshes our spirits, gives us time to connect with God, allows our bodies to recoup and recharge.
Health experts have always praised the benefits of rest.
This doesn’t mean sleep, which we do every day. It means to limit your activity so you can refresh, to give yourself a moment of tranquility, a period of solitude and/or quiet.
It can also be a way of celebrating a job well done.
“And God blessed the seventh day and declared it holy,
because it was the day when he rested from all his work of creation.”
~Genesis 2:3 NLT
Frankly, My Dear . . . : Rest Easy.
Resting is a conscious choice to relax and enjoy the world around you. What does that look like to you?
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Oct 7, 2017 |
by Molly Jo Realy @MollyJoRealy
So a while ago I told y’all what memes are. Then I shared the power of three. That was fun. The power of three was a fun post to share. [See what I did there?]
Today I want to combine the above with one more: Your Message.
Let’s say you’re in the kitchen and don’t know what to cook. You have chicken in the fridge, but you’re not sure how to use it. Whatcha gonna do? Call Ghostbusters? [Sorrynotsorry. Had to throw a little October in here somehow.]
Frankly, My Dear . . . : What’s Your Social Media Recipe?
Back to the cooking without direction thing. If you don’t know what to do with the chicken, there are a few possibilities:
- You can let it sit in the fridge until it stinks
- You can eat it raw and get sick
- You can try to cook it and hope it turns out okay
- You can look for a recipe and give it a go
Where do you start when you don’t have a recipe but you know you need one? You ask, right? You call Mom, you Google “How to cook a chicken”, you buy yourself a cookbook. Whatever it takes. You research.
Now, let’s flip the switch. Let’s suppose you’re the one with the information. How are you gonna get that fresh-out-of-college, I-has-no-skills person to pick up your recipe? Easy peasy. You let them know you have it.
Social media platforms are your time to shine. This is where you say, “I have this to offer,” and then . . . wait for it . . . you offer it! Crazy, right?! I know, but there it is all sweet and sassy like the tea you know I drink.
- Don’t know what platforms to use? Ask.
- Not sure how to do it? Check Google.
- Hit or miss on your message? Try a few recipes. Change it up. Make it your own.
And don’t forget the seasonings. Ain’t nobody like eating a dry chicken. Add some fixins to the mixin’ and pretty soon you’ll be selling your recipe like the pro you know you are.
Ooh, one more morsel before I go: You won’t always be perfectly original. And a few times you’ll burn the toast. But when you find your stride, take what you’re given and add your own touches, you can make it better. Practice makes perfect. So don’t stop learning. Ever.
Frankly, My Dear . . . : F. Scott Fitzgerald
Now. Get out there and season your world!
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With a dash of media and sprinkling of marketing,
Happy Socialing!
~Molly Jo
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