Heart of Dixie says . . . God is an engineer

I am learning engineering.  Technical writing is new to me. Today I really understood the purpose of a pressure control valve.   The one I’m talking about is not really the one pictured here.

In the drawing to the left, the excess pressure goes to flare.  It burns off, kind of like we do when we exercise, or watch TV, or knit, or write a blog.  This drawing also has a handy dandy pressure control valve that can activate if pressure gets too high, letting the excess off neatly, kind of like when we yell and scream, or go for a really long run that we will regret later, or even when we drink or eat too much.

The valve I learned about today has a diaphragm feature made of breakable material.  If the piping to the flare gets to be too much, an automatic valve switches the flow to the this valve (actually I don’t think it’s a valve – bear with me if you are an engineer).  The material breaks and the excess pressure is released into the atmosphere.

This is not ideal because the stuff is not good for the environment, but it is better than an explosion withing the huge red vessel.  Ideally, this safety feature wouldn’t be used.  I think sometimes it’s necessary to break, though, as people.  I have had a very hard week.  Today, I just cried in the car when I got home.  Didn’t even come in.  Just cried.  That’s God’s pressure control valve.

I’ve seen the explosion that happens if the valve isn’t working.  It’s ugly.  No one wants that.  But even if all the equipment is reduced to nothingness, God can redeem the explosion.

My valve broke today, but it’s currently being repaired.  I’m going to work on getting more pressure to the flare where it can burn off and hurt no one, not even me.  Heck, it could even heat something and be productive.  Hopefully it will heat the fat off of my blooming arse!  (Which btw is down 2.5 pounds.)

I am going to use God’s controls.  Both of them.  I will not reject tears as negative.  They are God’s design.  I will now sleep.  I think that is a good way to relieve pressure.  As my boss would say, “Am I right, or am I right?”

About justbetweencousins

We are first cousins who live farther apart from each other than we would like. We thought this blog would give us a chance to visit with each other as well as maybe share a few insights about life. We are both middle aged and until recently both of us had kids the same age (nearly grown). But then the Peach State cuz adopted a son, so she has four now. Heart of Dixie cuz has two daughters. We have a couple of things which are prominently in common (although I'm sure there are actually more): We vacation at our Mema's beach house in Panama City Beach, Florida - until recently, we did so with all of our kids. We both sing - although Heart of Dixie cuz is not currently singing anywhere right now. We both write. We are both Christians, although Peach State cuz is Baptist, and Heart of Dixie is currently floating about between the Anglican church, the Methodist church, and the Episcopalian church. Long story.

Posted on January 7, 2012, in About me, Christianity, Diet, faith, God, Just Between Cousins, musings, my life, spirituality, technical writing, Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

  1. You are right, tears are not a negative. When my mom worked as a nurse, she was employed for a while at the health department. One of her responsibilities was giving vaccinations. Of course, that meant giving shots to mostly…kids! So often, when her patient was a boy, the parent, usually the mom, would instruct her son not to cry. Mom would always correct that by telling the boy that he has tear ducts. She would ask, “Do you know why you have tears ducts?” She usually got just a shoulder shrug. Then she would say,”For crying…they are for crying! So if the shot hurts, you may cry. It may hurt a little, or it may not hurt at all. The important thing is that you be still while I give it.”

    Now, I know that this blog was more about pressure building up, and crying being a release, but I think the rule still applies…you have tear ducts for crying!

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