Hail to the mighty internet,
My hat is off to thee.
Without you I am helpless,
As helpless as I can be.
I have no internet.
All my gadgetry is no good
I didn’t journal as I should.
No email, no face book, and no blogs.
Most fun all week was sawing logs.
I have no internet.
Lay paper on table, take pencil in hand
Speak to my brain and make a demand
“Write, Woman, you still have a brain.
Words will bloom like flowers in the rain.”
But I have no internet!
The week without internet made me so weak
No words befitting to tweak, write, or speak.
Because I have no internet!
Now my “techie” got back,
Placed the “net” back on track,
Of words I now have no slack.
So the word-drought has ended.
And my troubles are mended.
But I must not be long winded!
Because I do have internet!
A poetic soul. Yes a life without internet drives ua a bit bonkers.
And I still talk about the youth doing nothing else. I’m becoming very dependent on my computer. I remember using a Webster’s Dictionary, atlas and encyclopedia. 😀
Yes, me too. The kids have it so much easier, plus we had to use our imaginations, now they have all types of simulations.
Very poetic !
I can relate.
We live on a finger of land jutting out into the Atlantic Ocean, and thus we have internet interruptions too. 😊🌷
Ours was an in-house problem this time but our daughter-in-law who cares for that kind of thing was on a week’s vacation. No excuse except that we just leave it to her instead of learning how to do it. Just one little button had to be pushed when she got home. My bad!
Glad that your daughter-in-law is very helpful, and that she was able to restore the internet. 😊🌷
She is a blessing. Thanks for the chat.
It’s a pain when it happens, for sure. Good to see you back!
See comment to Sally above. Problem is my unwillingness to learn what I need to know.
Gorgeously captured Oneta… a run-a-way internet !!….Although I still write with my pencil on paper everyday…..
I write a check when I have to and make grocery lists. Both times I am convinced that I write like an old woman. 😀 There was a time when I was rather proud of my handwriting.
I understand, my handwriting has become sloppy, but I keep persisting, because the process of seeing my handwriting pleases me greatly… 18 months ago, after my stroke, I could not write. 🙄😊🌏
Ahh. I understand how pleasurable it would be to see that ink flow in your case. Oh, the things we take for granted. Thanks for the comment.
How did we ever live without the internet?
My mom wrote stories, family history, county history and other things as needed without even a typewriter. She had arthritis too. Oh, we are spoiled, aren’t we?
Lord knows—I’ve been wondering where you’ve been—I feared now silent like Kathy has chosen as these days are so heavy…
I need to hear some clarity!!!
Yay to have you back!!!!!
Things are so heavy these days, indeed. I keep feeling like weighing in on serious matters of political nature, but what could I say that hasn’t been said. But I do think it is necessary to show one’s true colors. We conservatives are so timid. God encourages boldness
That He does!
So glad you’re back!!! 😘
Oh, yes, glad you’re back too. Take a anti-virus approved hug from me. 😀
Isn’t it maddening to be without technology? We have become so dependent on it. I agree that we should be bold as Christians as we speak to a dying world. I have found that when I do so, I’m met with great anger. I’m tired and frankly have distanced myself from the news, talk radio and the conversations I hear. When I do approach any topic I’m often referred to as a bigot, a racist, a homophobe, sexist, misogynist, out of touch, hypocrite and many other names. I have words that would maybe be useful in people’s understanding of His people and love for them, but I feel I can’t deliver them right now. They just fall on angry ears.
The “power” is on the side of the reactionaries for sure. I believe, Kathy, and I think you agree with me, God is allowing us to reach the “not a thing I can do or say” and humbly trust and depend on him. BUT that does not mean to do nothing. First off we pray, and we watch for ways to be his hand (or words) extended. Perhaps that will yet be in the form of a blog, but not necessarily. For sure, I am thankful for the ones who speak up and let me know I am not alone. Truthfully I enjoy watching the arrogant fall. Is that okay? Hope so.
Your wisdom is a great encouragement to me. Everything’s seems so intense now. Is it because I’m getting older or because I’m longing for heaven? I believe as you that God speaks through us, but I’m finding it hard to see any good in this.
Different people have different gifts even when it comes to writing. Your blog is filled with beauty both in art and poetry. I understand. Watch and see. God will turn it to his glory. Meanwhile his glory is still magnified in beauty. By the way, everything seems intense now because everything is intense now. 😀