Showing posts with label health. Show all posts
Showing posts with label health. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 1, 2020

The Rain Gauge

In an effort to help me stay positive, I finished an unposted blog post I wrote a long time ago. It feels like this is a good time to share it since it's cloudy and raining a lot these days here in Pennsylvania where I live. Plus, we're under orders from the Governor to "stay home" due to COVID-19. It's been a good time for me to do more writing.

I went to Lowe's one day to buy bird seed but the next thing I knew I was looking at rain gauges. I'm SO easily distracted. Overtaken by a sudden wave of nostalgia, I just stood there and studied the numerous selections I could choose from. My mind wandered back to the farm where I grew up. I reminisced the pleasure I'd experience just from checking the rain gauge.  Looking back, it almost feels like it was a special farm ritual. Check the rain gauge.

Without any hesitation, I chose the gauge that looked like a test tube from back in high school chemistry days. I always loved the feel of those thin glass tubes in my hand, though I didn't really care for the class itself. Chemical formulas just weren't my thing. Donald Miller says "formulas are simply the summation of best practices". I've since learned that I DO love formulas...but only the kind that relate to helping me succeed in life.

With my new rain gauge in my cart, I went back to shopping for the sunflower seeds. As soon as I got home, I put the glass tube in the ground and magically, rain fell from the sky. Well, not exactly, but it almost felt like having a rain gauge would bring rain.


In my mind, as a child, a rain gauge not only measured rain, but it seemed like it was a way to measure answered prayer since we'd often pray for rain as a regular part of our family prayer time. In fact, prayer was a normal part of life on the farm.  We'd pray for the cows to come back home when they got out. We prayed for rain for our garden and crops. When the dreadful hot days of August came, we were usually starting to see the ground crack and the flowers wilt for lack of rain. Gardening became even more of a chore!

The first two weeks of August was also camp meeting time. Our local church camp had the reputation for bringing on the rain, if you know what I mean. I was never sure if it rained at camp because of all the prayer warriors (and farmers) gathered in one place for ten days or if it was the fact that for years everyone walked around saying, "It always rains during Roxbury Camp". Either way, the rain gauge was a way for us to specifically measure how our prayers were being heard.

I think as I grow older I've realized that I thrive best on having ways to "measure" things. That's probably part of why I like lists, goals and organizational containers. And rain gauges. They help me "gauge" how I'm doing when it comes to life.

There are certainly more than three things I use to measure how I'm doing, but these are at the top of my list:

1) Journaling

For some reason, journaling makes it easier to navigate daily life. It enables me to express my emotions, thoughts and prayers. It provides a way for me to gauge how I'm doing in all areas of my life and organize my inner world—on paper.

2) Budget

A budget is a practical way to measure how my dreams are doing in reality.

3) The "Big Three" List

Keep a weekly "big three" to-do list.

There are always lots of things to be done, but I can easily get wrapped up in the urgent and lose sight of what's important. So when I create my "to-do" list, I put the three most important items at the top for the week and it helps me stay on track.

What are some gauges you use to help you live a healthy and fulfilling life? Maybe this season of quarantine is a good time to examine your gauges. Like I recently heard Donald Miller say, "Don't waste your quarantine".

A few resources that might help you:

Dave Ramsey has great resources for budgeting.

Michael Hyatt helped me learn the "big three" formula for getting things done.

Saturday, January 17, 2015

Me & Dr. Robitussin

This doctor doesn't wear a white coat, though he has a white cap. This doctor comes in a plastic bottle and I've had a lot of meetings with him this week, thanks to what my husband unaffectionately calls "the Newville crud".  I understand that it's not limited to my town, however.  Apparently people all over the U.S. have it.  Fever, chills, some nausea and a bad cough.  Thus, Dr. Robitussin. (or Dr. R).

No matter that the bottle expired 10 years ago, I was desperate and decided to use what I already had in my cupboard.  It tastes as bad as it ever did so it must be legit.  By the way, how is it that you can't taste anything else when you're sick, but you can still taste that old Robitussin?

I smile when I take it (well, sort of) because it wasn't too long ago that my husband and I had a joke between us about my mother who would offer us medicine from "Columbus".  That simply meant that it was medicine she had from back before I was born when my family lived in Columbus, OH - like, the early 1960's!  Now here I am, using medicine that is 10 years old.  I guess I'm gonna be like her.

I knew things were bad when my cat, Missy (who is very nervous anyway) came over to me on my bed, took one look at the white kleenex in my hand, heard my abnormal very deep bass voice call her name and with big wide eyes, turned around and ran off the bed in a hurry. This was NOT the owner she was used to.  Some alien was lying in her bed.  I sighed.

I discovered this week that it's much more effective to be consistent with taking your medicine when they say you should.  Every 4 hours.  Yuck! But at one point I thought I was feeling better so I stopped taking the medicine.  That's when things got worse and I realized that I wasn't really getting better, I had simply been consistent with meeting with Dr. Robitussin and therefore, I thought I was getting better.  When I quit, it revealed my need to continue on my path of consistency.

There's a few things in life that I've discovered I need to be consistent with in order for them to really work.

Exercise

Yep - and it goes down just about as easy as Dr. R. sometimes.  But I always feel great afterwards and the more I do it, the better I feel.

Prayer and scripture meditation

The more consistent I am with it, the better the results for me.  I can tell when I haven't been as faithful.  My soul and my mind need it.

Healthy Eating

It doesn't do much good to exercise if you aren't going to eat healthy at the same time.  The two go hand in hand.  I'm certainly not a health expert and I'm not promoting any diet or exercise program - just promoting eating well as a life style.

Adequate Sleep

Everyone is different, but we all need sleep.  I try hard to go to bed at the same time every day and make sure I get adequate rest.

So there you have it, my prescription for life.  And oh yes, sometimes we are thrown off that routine and a little bit of Dr. R becomes necessary.  But I'm glad that's not the norm!