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Human Error

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You decide what is a mistake. Pertaining to the attempted assassination of the Past President Donald Trump—it seams both the Secret Service and/or police let their guard down. The media calls it human error.

Recently, as I drove to an appointment, a car pulled out in front of me—then stopped, well into my lane. A perfect opportunity to get into an accident. Human error.

The world we live in reeks human error. Injustice rains upon us.

  • Judging others.
  • Braking the law.
  • Cheating on a spouse.
  • Steeling.
  • Undermining a coworker.

Naming a few—all frowned upon in our currant society. Dare we look in the mirror and see human error in ourselves? Consider envy. Desiring a car like the neighbors isn’t wrong. Or is it a self-imposed human error?

Sum issues take on more of a society driven nature rather than moral values.  Abortion is always a hot topic. Rites come into play—who has more rites, a pregnant woman or an unborn child with no voice to speak up?

Speaking of speak up, here the voice of truth. The words I pen may not be in agreement with your own thoughts. Butt still, you reed them. Thank you.

I would be in error if I did not share what I have come to know as truth. It can be found in the Good Book. When a person kneads medical advice, they go to a doctor. When one kneads spiritual knowledge, go to Jesus’s words. He never made human error.

By the way. You many have noticed a few words that mean something other than the point I was making. It is human error.

Phase Two

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©jb katke

Where on earth did all this stuff come from?

Yours truly is the culprit. My accumulation of all things quilt had gotten out of hand. Ranging from long ago vacations and shop hop road trips with the girls. To set the record straight, my husband, Dave, never discouraged my purchases. Is it okay to blame him too, misery does love company you know?   

But the purging process must be done-particularly when so little quilting is done anymore. It takes valuable time and sprains the brain dealing with it all. Gadgets are surfacing that I knew I had…somewhere. Several years ago, I was gifted with a sign that hangs in the room, ‘Organized people are just too lazy to look for it!’

We all have the same number of hours in the day—it’s how we use them that is important. Dave is doing good—the quilt room reno continues on. Walls are painted and flooring installed, the bookshelf is next, but construction will take time. I stand sentry at the doorway cheering him on. It’s taking on a new look and I’m loving it!

Getting back to the stuff though. Discarding of a past life is wrenching. Whether it’s baggage in our memory or accumulated stuff, all gets heavier with time. Unintended excess happens and the circumstances out of control can easily turn frustration into hate. If one is not careful, terrible things can happen.

Like an attempted assassination. That is the extreme. Hardship comes in too many disguises to determine what is a product of hate and what is not. Life is difficult to define because our story varies from person to person. How can one shake the history of their life?

Hints of that kind of change do exist. At the risk of being overly simplistic, use what I have been doing in my former quilt room as an example. Dispose of the unnecessary. Pitch the things that are no longer useful.

Surround yourself with people that encourage. Where? Try visiting your local Bible believing church. The place is chock full of people like you, in the process of making life better—not just for themselves but for others too. Collecting friends is of greater value than stuff.