Prayer Quandries February 14, 2010
Posted by makingyourdashcount in Uncategorized.Tags: God, prayer, prayer groups, religion, tragedy
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This has the potential to offend; if it offends you I apologize. But I’ve always found the expression “I’ll pray for you,” curious and feel a need to write through this. “I’ll pray for you” is an expression that has gained popularity in recent years; I never heard it as a child, even though I grew up in as religiously diverse a community as one could and attended a Methodist school. Unfortunately, this expression has been directed to me many times in my life, from the loss of one of my brothers and daughter and difficult decisions in the final days of my mother’s life, but what does this really mean and what is the purpose of telling someone this sentiment? Does one think that praying for someone will invoke divine intervention that will change outcomes? Or is it really synonymous for “I’m thinking about you,” an emphatic note of support?
When Sarah was in elementary school, there was a mom’s prayer group that got together on Wednesday mornings at one of the member’s home to pray for the students and teachers of the school. HUH? Yes, there were at risk students there who could use divine intervention and I am sure there were teachers who could use divine guidance on how to work with these students; however, did these moms think that their prayer would make a difference? If so, how? Did they think that their prayers over coffee and cookies would do more than their sitting with these at risk students as tutors, like other moms did? Obviously, or they would have tutored the students.
I have always ascribed to the concept of praying with one’s feet when there is a need for something. Although I have found personal peace in the quiet action of praying, in finding that spiritual center, I have no expectations that prayer goes further than that. Prayer can bring a peace that helps one heal. Prayer can bring peace to help one make tough decisions. But prayer without the right physicians will not cure a cancer; prayer without antibiotics will not cure an infection. Prayer without a check sent to a trusted agency does not rebuild homes.
So I am curious. As tragedies unfold, why do people share the sentiment that they are praying? Is it because that the action of prayer lets them feel as they are doing something to help remedy the tragic suffering of others? Or do they think that their prayer will invoke a divine intervention? Even more curious, why do FaceBook and other public prayer groups sprout? Are they basically a communal concern group who feel a need to share with others but have no other outlet. I wonder if the people who publicly pray understand that others “just don’t get it” and may feel put off by their intention, especially when those prayers are directed toward them.
When people have said to me,” I’ll keep you in my prayers,” I’ve always translated that to I’ll be thinking about you and say thank you. Maybe I do that because I understand that outreach. I appreciate people’s empathy, even when there is little that they can do to remedy the situation. But the outgrowth of public prayer groups was described by someone recently, who was the target of the prayers as “creepy.” If it is seen as “creepy,” the purpose of the group must be more self centered than directed, since the recipient would prefer it not exist. That is not a judgment, just a statement.
So I continue to struggle with the concept of communal prayer. For if I were to believe in divine intervention, I would also have to accept that for some reason God hates our family, since we have had more than our fair share of challenges. My mother once said, “I don’t believe in a God who micromanages. God has more important things to do than meddle in my life.” With that, I will still connect with the hurt and will step forward when financial assistance is needed in disaster, but I will keep my prayers to myself.
Siberian Cats March 23, 2009
Posted by makingyourdashcount in Fun Stuff, Uncategorized.Tags: "cats molting", molting, Siberian, Siberian Cat, Siberians
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Most people who know us also know of Chloe, our Siberian cat. We originally bought Chloe because of her hypoallergenic qualities.
Siberians, as a breed, have less of the FEL-D1 allergen inciting protein in their saliva than other cats. When other cats clean themselves and then shed, the proteins that are in their saliva deposit in the dander throughout their homes. However, when Siberians shed, there is no allergen, so otherwise intolerant allergy sufferers can tolerate and live with a Siberian. (They say up to 90% of allergy sufferers can live with a Siberian.)
We know that our family falls within that percentage. Although I have always been cat allergic and dealt with it because I loved cats, Anna’s allergy is sudden and intense. Before going into a cat’s home, Anna has always needed Benadryl to manage the symptoms. Not so with Chloe. In fact, Anna can sleep with Chloe. It is truly amazing.

Chloe the Wonder Siberian
Lest anyone think that Chloe must be one of those really strange looking furless animals, she has plenty. In fact, as a medium long hair cat with a triple coat of extra fine fluff, she has fur to spare.
The point of this post is my frustration with breeders who advertise that Siberians do not shed, that they “molt” twice a year.
I suppose this is true, if you consider that they “molt” for 6 months at a time. If you do not groom your Siberian, she will also deal with fur balls and matting along her bikini line (as her vet refers to it.)
We brush Chloe at least daily with a small dog “rake” and could easily stuff a pillow with a month’s worth of collection. Raking has become one of Chloe’s favorite daily routines so I wouldn’t let this scare you away from this breed. Why breeders choose to lie about this is beyond me.
In fact, even if we did not have allergies, I would consider a Siberian. Chloe is extremely social and playful. She runs to the front door when the bell rings; she plays fetch with hair ties and “hide, seek and pounce” daily. As a kitten, one of her favorite activities was sliding down a make shift sliding board. Our life would be lacking if we never bought our Siberian Kitten almost 5 years ago.
I just wanted to post some truth in advertising about how this amazingly wonderful breed does shed.



