Sunday, March 30, 2008

Happy Easter!

We were gone over Easter, but I think this video pretty much expresses how GLAD I am that Jesus came!

Saturday, March 15, 2008

Laryngitis........

I’ve lost my voice.

I’m sure it is around here somewhere it’s not like I would misplace something like that, considering how much I use it—please, no comments. My kids tease me that I talk so much that when they walk into a room and catch me alone I am even talking to MYSELF!.......I tell them it is the only way I am assured of an intelligent answer. Har, Har, Har!
About 13 years ago, Roger had a construction accident where he broke his jaw, and had to have his mouth wired shut for 6 weeks. There were all kinds of comments and jokes about it being a good thing it happened to him, and not me—very funny!
I’ve been a chatter box all my life. People will say Roger and I are perfectly suited, because I don’t NEED him to talk. So when he doesn’t it is OK with me. God knew what he was doing when he put the two of us together.
And speaking of Him knowing what he is doing, I can’t help but find not a little irony in the fact that one of the weaknesses of my physical body (thorn in the flesh sort of thing) seems to be my voice. Whenever I catch a cold, it seems to find its way into a very comfortable position, and settle in my throat, i.e. voice, and ear tubes. Then I am voiceless.
This I have learned is usually a perfect time to be quiet in spirit as well in voice. I do seem to do this at least once every winter, so am not surprised when it happens, just annoyed initially at the “inconvenience”; I’m sure God gets a real chuckle out of the fact I am annoyed and feeling inconvenienced.
So this is my quiet time, but you see, with the computer, I am still able to express myself. I’m sure God is smiling, and just shaking his head at me. Does it mean that if my computer crashes I’ve been a naughty girl? :)

Thursday, March 6, 2008

Blogging.....what it means........to me

I realized as I read Serenity’s blog spot’s “Love Me, Love My Friends”, that I have been welcomed into a community of people I don’t know at all, and can only glean information about them by reading what they post on their blog, which if they are like me is a fraction of their life.
That is OK I still feel honored to be included on that list, and hope I can live up to the mention of our name there.
Most of my thoughts expressed on my blog are ramblings by comparison to others I’ve read, then I realize that with the MILLIONS of blogs out there, I am a pin prick on the face of the blog world, and thus, just as insignificant as I can feel if I think about that right about now.
I have been a housewife and a stay at home mom for the past 31 years, who for 8 of those years homeschooled our two children. I have worked at various part time jobs outside the home the longest being a cleaning lady for various people. I cared for my mother the last three and one half years of her life while she underwent dialysis treatments. My life has been one of wife, mother, friend, companion, lover, teacher, maid, housekeeper, launderer, nurse, gardener, yard person, chauffer, etc. etc. etc……………the list goes on and on. I am as they say “a jack of all trades-master of none”.
I note that there seems to be a pervasive atmosphere in the world today that you must be “qualified” to do something. This involves a listing of accomplishments, initials after your name, and usually accompanied by a high dollar salary. Thus your opinion is valid, noteworthy, and worth listening to or reading.
I graduated from college with a degree in Interpersonal Communications, and did nothing with it—or didn’t I? I don’t have initials after my name, and I haven’t done anything that would be considered in certain circles as noteworthy, and my salary has been measured in hugs, kisses, “thanks you’s”, complaints, loads of laundry, meals cooked, gray hair, and an aging body. My life, by many, is considered mundane, and for those who count worth in dollars and cents, not worth much.
Am I qualified to give my opinion on politics, religion, sex, society or life in general? Some would say no, but others would give a resounding yes!
So I blog, I put my thoughts, ramblings’, musings, opinions, out there for my sake, because I NEED to write them down. I learned ALONG time ago that my value as a person didn’t come from what people think of me, but of what I think of them. The way I view and think of others says much more about me and who I am, than how I am thought of.
I enjoy this “blogging”, and reading others thoughts. I love that there are people out there like Serenity who can make me laugh out loud, or wipe a tear because I’ve known her all her life, and reading how she has let cancer impact her, encourages me that she is “getting it.” Or reading “I Come Undone”s picture of his hair upon arising in “Love Child”, and grinning from ear to ear, because as Greg Kinner character says to Jack Nicholson’s character in “As Good As It Gets”, “the biggest thing you have going for you is your not afraid to make a fool of yourself.” These are a few of the reasons I am enjoying this “blogging” thing, just reading, watching, and being a part of it all.

Tuesday, March 4, 2008

Tag:Embelishing the Challenge-from Shiuvaun



Look out Nickerson girls, you may have unleashed a monster in Shiuvaun and I on this book tag game, here goes another one.

O.K. new tag, this one is from Shiuvaun—my book guru, voracious reader, and just general well read individual, and writer; she too is writing a book- top that for a introduction girl :) Check out her blog http://www.shiuvaunblog.blogspot.com

The new tag is as follows: Pick the book on your nightstand, go to Pg 123, locate & write the 5th sentence, post the next 3 sentences, & tag. My challenge is greater: pick the three books you're reading now, (notice she reads more than one at a time, AUGH!!) or the last three, and do the same--here goes!

1st book, finished before Mother passed away:

Caring for the Elderly Parent:

5th sentence: When stepparents need care both they and you as their step-children are in uncertain territory.

Next three: Much depends on how long you have known each other and the quality of your relationship. Unless you lived together during your childhood, you are unlikely to feel the same filial obligation and affection that you feel for your birth parents. It is also natural to assume that your stepparent’s own children will do what is necessary.

(This is something I went through with my step-dad Paul in his last three years, let me just say, assumptions can be dangerous things.)

2nd book, recommended by my sister Anita:

Three Cups of Tea

5th Sentence: “And I wanted these people to feel like it wasn’t just me, that there were a bunch of other Americans back home concerned about helping them.”

Next three: “He slipped me a big roll of rupees,” McCown says, “and asked me to act like a big boss from America. So I hammed it up. I walked around like a chief, paying everyone their wages, telling them they were doing a great job, and to really throw themselves into it, and finish as fast as they could.”

This is a book I recommend if you want to put the war in Afganistan, and the current situation in the Middle East in perspective; currently. It was written in 2006 about Greg Mortenson, a mountain climber, who has been building schools in the mountains of Pakistan, trying to bring peace to the region 1 school at a time. Lets just say, God is with him.

My third book is the one I just did, so won’t go on with another. I tag Serenity and Felicity.

I love this tag game, although if I do it to much it could begin to feel like homework :). You learn a great deal about people by the books they read, and their reaction to them.

Saturday, March 1, 2008

Not Perfect, Just Forgiven

I was doing my daily surfing where I check my bank accounts, check my e-mails, read my favorite blogs, and check in on my friends “my space” spots, read the news, check the weather, and of course read my favorite comic strip, (For Better or For Worse, if you are interested) and am ready to start my day.

As I was re-reading a friends blog, she referred to a time in her life when she was involved in Christian Cult. I found this interesting, because I was there right along with her, and I don’t remember thinking of it as a cult, during, or after. I saw it as one man who had completely misunderstood God’s calling on his life, and the misdirection it took in so many other people’s lives as well. I guess you could call that a cult.

But the word “cult” seems so strong-definitely something to be feared, avoided.

I learned a lot during those years. The Bible training was intense I will admit, but I came away with a much deeper knowledge and understanding of Scripture than I had ever had in my life, and I had been “raised” in the church. I learned what God, Jesus, and the Holy Spirit were NOT. God is not a bully with a ball bat ready to smash us when we screw up, and Jesus is coming again to take us to live with him because he LOVES us, not just because he wants to judge us. The Holy Spirit is not to be feared. He is a “comforter, helper in times of trouble”, and he will be present with us until Jesus returns.

I learned about Grace, something that wasn’t practiced readily in that particular church setting, as most of the people in that particular church at that particular time were searching for discipline and structure, and the leadership was more than happy to give it to them.

As I sit in the church we attend now, I am struck by the differences. Grace is preached, love is practiced, and forgiveness is administered; not perfectly, but attempted. All with the hope that these things will encourage and inspire the recipients’ to WANT to live a life where they will be hungry for the word of God, where they will seek to be more like Jesus all the time, and to be receptive to the Holy Spirit’s promptings.

We are not perfect, I wouldn’t be there if we were, but we are trying. We fail continually, that is where grace comes in, but we keep trying. That is what it is all about.

I am not a denominationalist, so I won’t mention the church we attend, as I truly believe the Holy Spirit can manifest your faith through your life in any church setting as long as you are open. I believe that if you love the Lord, you will continue to attend a house of worship for the fellowship, encouragement, and motivation to keep at it, and to help you realize that we are all on the same road, headed the same direction, but are at different stages in our journey, thus, the opportunity to lend a helping hand, or grasp one that is extended to you.

I am reminded of the line “Christians aren’t perfect, just forgiven”. I have forgiven the people involved in that part of my life, and moved on, because I know God is greater than anything or anyone that may come across my path, so I just keep travelin’ on.