It's a snow day. I have promised myself no school work today. I'm not even painting a room or doing an "at home project."
I am playing with my i pad. Of all the new tech things that have come out, this is one I have wanted! I've downloaded some more aps, gotten access to my home e-mail, and added Pandora.
Recently I was in the kitchen mentally fussing at the old radio we have there thinking I should just get a new one. Today I realized I have an i pad. I have a Pandora account. Duh! No need for a new radio.
When I set up the account on my i pad, poked an icon and music immediately appeared, I was once again awed by modern technology. I thought back to the development of the communications as man has "invented" all these things. I could just imagine God thinking "Just wait until they discover what else they can do with my creation!" He knows the possibilities.
Now I'm going to rejoice in another technology. Skype--it was invented originally for use by grandmothers. Right?
Friday, January 21, 2011
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
A Simple Assignment
I listened as a wife related the assignment a counselor had given a couple during their first session of marriage counseling. They were struggling to keep their marriage together, to mend a broken relationship, to deal with deep hurts. Their first “take home assignment” was to spend the time before the next visit practicing being kind to one another.
How often has that been a nice short phrase for memory work in our children’s Bible classes? A simple thing-- right?
Well, it sounded easy. She related what a surprise it was to her to find it so difficult. I would love to say that after hearing her story, I have been kind and compassionate with Kerbe ever since. I think I soon realized how in the wisdom of my creator the “Be kind and compassionate to one another” is followed by “forgiving each other, just as in Christ God forgave you.” I need the forgiveness part, because I don’t always make it with the kind and compassionate part!
Sometimes I have to become re-aware of the wisdom of God. He created humanity. He knows the best way for us to live to have peace, harmony, happiness, and fulfillment. It’s not something grand and showy. It may be as “simple” as being kind to one another.
Be kind and compassionate to one another, forgiving each other, just as in Christ God forgave you. Ephesians 4:32
How often has that been a nice short phrase for memory work in our children’s Bible classes? A simple thing-- right?
Well, it sounded easy. She related what a surprise it was to her to find it so difficult. I would love to say that after hearing her story, I have been kind and compassionate with Kerbe ever since. I think I soon realized how in the wisdom of my creator the “Be kind and compassionate to one another” is followed by “forgiving each other, just as in Christ God forgave you.” I need the forgiveness part, because I don’t always make it with the kind and compassionate part!
Sometimes I have to become re-aware of the wisdom of God. He created humanity. He knows the best way for us to live to have peace, harmony, happiness, and fulfillment. It’s not something grand and showy. It may be as “simple” as being kind to one another.
Be kind and compassionate to one another, forgiving each other, just as in Christ God forgave you. Ephesians 4:32
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Be With Me, Lord
For years I have prayed “be with me, Lord” or for others “be with (name), Lord.” I have not been claiming God’s promise. I’ve been asking Him to do something He has already promised. He promises to be with us. The command “do not be afraid for I am with you” is given over 200 times in the Bible.
I have been learning to re-word my prayers. I still catch myself starting “God, please be with (name).” I simply stop and start over. I don’t think He minds. I now pray “Let (name) feel your presence in his/her life.” God will not stop being there. It’s the person who sometimes shuts Him out.
Recently Faye and Kenneth Jackson responded on a Sunday morning with a story that just awed me. Faye is in our Monday night Bible study group. I have included those ladies in my prayers, praying that each of them will feel the presence of God in their lives. They told the story of Faye’s hydroplaning on the interstate coming home from Chattanooga around the Monteagle Pass. It was an amazing story of her awareness of God watching after her safety, of the people He put in her life that day, and of the calm and peace He gave to her during that situation, and how they praised God for His care. I felt like Rhoda who opened the door and was amazed to find Peter standing there after they had been praying for his release from prison.
Since that time Mary Nell Criswell’s mother-in-law died, Peggy McEwen’s father died, and Linda Kirk’s father died. These wonderful Christian ladies are all part of our Bible study group. I am so thankful that I had prayed for them even before they experienced these losses. I know God was with them through this and will continue to be there. I pray with confidence that they will feel His presence and that His presence will shine through them for others to see.
My prayer for anyone reading this is that you will open your heart, soul, and mind to the presence of God in your life. Let Him guide you every minute of your day. You have the creator of the universe with you! How awesome and powerful is that!
I have been learning to re-word my prayers. I still catch myself starting “God, please be with (name).” I simply stop and start over. I don’t think He minds. I now pray “Let (name) feel your presence in his/her life.” God will not stop being there. It’s the person who sometimes shuts Him out.
Recently Faye and Kenneth Jackson responded on a Sunday morning with a story that just awed me. Faye is in our Monday night Bible study group. I have included those ladies in my prayers, praying that each of them will feel the presence of God in their lives. They told the story of Faye’s hydroplaning on the interstate coming home from Chattanooga around the Monteagle Pass. It was an amazing story of her awareness of God watching after her safety, of the people He put in her life that day, and of the calm and peace He gave to her during that situation, and how they praised God for His care. I felt like Rhoda who opened the door and was amazed to find Peter standing there after they had been praying for his release from prison.
Since that time Mary Nell Criswell’s mother-in-law died, Peggy McEwen’s father died, and Linda Kirk’s father died. These wonderful Christian ladies are all part of our Bible study group. I am so thankful that I had prayed for them even before they experienced these losses. I know God was with them through this and will continue to be there. I pray with confidence that they will feel His presence and that His presence will shine through them for others to see.
My prayer for anyone reading this is that you will open your heart, soul, and mind to the presence of God in your life. Let Him guide you every minute of your day. You have the creator of the universe with you! How awesome and powerful is that!
Saturday, February 13, 2010
Learning As I Go!
I love to travel. During our Christmas Break ’09 travels, I faced these challenges. We were in four states, at six homes (counting Bonnie and Drake’s and the Walton’s), in three times zones in two weeks time and then back to my home. It could be confusing and amusing!
Adjusting from gas (mine) to electric (Kara’s) back to gas (Kathryne and Krista) stoves was interesting—and finding right dial for the right burner important. The microwaves start, stop, time setting things all seemed to vary. I worked at learning or remembering the how-to’s on washers and dryers, kitchen faucets (I did finally find the spray attachment on Krista’s new one without asking), and whether to jiggle the handle in which bathroom in whose house. Then there’s the dishwasher—there’s the learning the dials thing and the how-to on loading. Maybe I should just insist that my kids all get the same brand and model of appliances! I could just stay out of the kitchen and laundry room, but then I’d miss out on the fun. By the time I got back to my house, I had to retrain my fingers.
The kids find it amusing that Kerbe and I like their pets so much but did never had pets when they were at home. I plan to have a dog someday when I can no longer travel. I’ve gained experienced in pet care on my travels. I worked at learning feeding schedules, not to throw away the cup used to get Henery’s water, how the in-and-out the door works for each dog, and what to do with the special treats. The command for sit varies from house to house. We had some confused dogs when Grandma tried to give them commands! Lily retrieves shoes and loves to retrieve items from our bedroom. Thus the bedroom door must remain closed—or at least suitcases up and in the middle of the bed. Henery doesn’t care about those things, but we are on squirrel alert because he loves to go out to chase the squirrels. (I even think of him when I see them in my yard!) Krista’s cats always come to explore our room, and we try to keep the door shut to keep them out because of Kerbe’s allergies. ( Katelyn and Daniel knew that and warned me about it when I was in Searcy in October. But I let their cats in anyway and had some company during the nights I was there.) Tessa loves to share a snuggle blanket.
The grown children, kids, and pets seem to handle the visitors so I count myself blessed.
Adjusting from gas (mine) to electric (Kara’s) back to gas (Kathryne and Krista) stoves was interesting—and finding right dial for the right burner important. The microwaves start, stop, time setting things all seemed to vary. I worked at learning or remembering the how-to’s on washers and dryers, kitchen faucets (I did finally find the spray attachment on Krista’s new one without asking), and whether to jiggle the handle in which bathroom in whose house. Then there’s the dishwasher—there’s the learning the dials thing and the how-to on loading. Maybe I should just insist that my kids all get the same brand and model of appliances! I could just stay out of the kitchen and laundry room, but then I’d miss out on the fun. By the time I got back to my house, I had to retrain my fingers.
The kids find it amusing that Kerbe and I like their pets so much but did never had pets when they were at home. I plan to have a dog someday when I can no longer travel. I’ve gained experienced in pet care on my travels. I worked at learning feeding schedules, not to throw away the cup used to get Henery’s water, how the in-and-out the door works for each dog, and what to do with the special treats. The command for sit varies from house to house. We had some confused dogs when Grandma tried to give them commands! Lily retrieves shoes and loves to retrieve items from our bedroom. Thus the bedroom door must remain closed—or at least suitcases up and in the middle of the bed. Henery doesn’t care about those things, but we are on squirrel alert because he loves to go out to chase the squirrels. (I even think of him when I see them in my yard!) Krista’s cats always come to explore our room, and we try to keep the door shut to keep them out because of Kerbe’s allergies. ( Katelyn and Daniel knew that and warned me about it when I was in Searcy in October. But I let their cats in anyway and had some company during the nights I was there.) Tessa loves to share a snuggle blanket.
The grown children, kids, and pets seem to handle the visitors so I count myself blessed.
Monday, February 1, 2010
Global Warming?
I'm thinking of global warming. With having had 6 inches of snow and a layer of ice on top of that, I have been very content to stay tucked away in my house since Friday. Today I'm still content with that, but the sun did make an appearance and melted some--now it's hiding. I'm wondering what the chances of having school tomorrow will be. No problem really--only supposed to give the state writing test--tomorrow or on the makeup day Wednesday.
Seriously I'm thinking of global warming. When I reread the chapters in Genesis of the creation, I thought of God placing man in the garden to take care of the garden and animals. What I consider to be a good outcome of the global warming (mis)information is the push to recycle and "go green." It at least renewed man's interest in taking better care of the beautiful world God gave us. Why did we have to wait for the global warming debate to make us aware of that!
So follow this line of thought from global warming to house chores! When my children were young and we were cleaning house or doing yard work,they always wanted to know why we had to do all that stuff. After runnning through all the because I said so, you're grounded if you don't, and other reasons mothers seem to use, I managed to come up with a reason that they accepted amazingly well and stopped the questions at least. (Can't say they always did all that work without a little prodding.) I explained to them that God had blessed us with the home and the things we had. It was our way of thanking him to take good care of them.
I do praise God for the beautiful world He made for us. Every Sunday in the nursery I get to do a routine about God creating the world. (On days when the sermon runs long we may just make it to day four or five and not get man created!) But the little ones always enjoy it. My prayer is that they will continue to all their lives.
May anyone who reads this rejoice in the day the Lord made.
Seriously I'm thinking of global warming. When I reread the chapters in Genesis of the creation, I thought of God placing man in the garden to take care of the garden and animals. What I consider to be a good outcome of the global warming (mis)information is the push to recycle and "go green." It at least renewed man's interest in taking better care of the beautiful world God gave us. Why did we have to wait for the global warming debate to make us aware of that!
So follow this line of thought from global warming to house chores! When my children were young and we were cleaning house or doing yard work,they always wanted to know why we had to do all that stuff. After runnning through all the because I said so, you're grounded if you don't, and other reasons mothers seem to use, I managed to come up with a reason that they accepted amazingly well and stopped the questions at least. (Can't say they always did all that work without a little prodding.) I explained to them that God had blessed us with the home and the things we had. It was our way of thanking him to take good care of them.
I do praise God for the beautiful world He made for us. Every Sunday in the nursery I get to do a routine about God creating the world. (On days when the sermon runs long we may just make it to day four or five and not get man created!) But the little ones always enjoy it. My prayer is that they will continue to all their lives.
May anyone who reads this rejoice in the day the Lord made.
Thursday, November 12, 2009
When lilacs last in the dooryard bloomed-- what do you mean October!
"There were many lilacs in full bloom. I find myself always reminded of the great tragedy of that day by the sight and odor of these blossoms. It never fails." (Walt Whitman)
After Lincoln was assassinated on April 14, Whitman wrote his famous lament "When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloomed."
Fortunately the memories the sight and wonderful odor of those blossoms bring back to me are happy memories. Our lilac bush was outside my bedroom. On those lovely spring days and nights, the smell would drift into my room throught the open window. That is a favorite fragrance of mine.
In honor of those memories, I planted a lilac bush in my yard here in Columbia. Last spring it was loaded with blossoms--the most I have ever seen on it. I often wish I had planted it nearer a window to my house.
Ok--so when lilacs last in the dooryard bloomed should be in April. Most lilac bushes know that is the time to bloom. Well, my bush got a little confused this year. Imagine my surprise when I went out the middle of OCTOBER to find it in full bloom. (Guess that tells you I had not been in the back yard for a while.) It has as many or more blossoms than in April. I wonder now what it will do when April comes. I hope it isn't all bloomed out!
After Lincoln was assassinated on April 14, Whitman wrote his famous lament "When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloomed."
Fortunately the memories the sight and wonderful odor of those blossoms bring back to me are happy memories. Our lilac bush was outside my bedroom. On those lovely spring days and nights, the smell would drift into my room throught the open window. That is a favorite fragrance of mine.
In honor of those memories, I planted a lilac bush in my yard here in Columbia. Last spring it was loaded with blossoms--the most I have ever seen on it. I often wish I had planted it nearer a window to my house.
Ok--so when lilacs last in the dooryard bloomed should be in April. Most lilac bushes know that is the time to bloom. Well, my bush got a little confused this year. Imagine my surprise when I went out the middle of OCTOBER to find it in full bloom. (Guess that tells you I had not been in the back yard for a while.) It has as many or more blossoms than in April. I wonder now what it will do when April comes. I hope it isn't all bloomed out!
Monday, November 9, 2009
A reason to rejoice!
Just recently "discovered" a few verses in Hebrews 12:22. Check it out.
"But you have come to Mount Zion to the heavenly Jerusalem, the city of the living God. You have come to thousands upon thousands of angels in joyful assembly, to the church of the firstborn, whose names are written in heaven. You have come to God, the judge of all men, to the spirits of righteous men made perfect, to Jesus the mediator of a new covenant, and to the sprinkled blood that speaks a better world than the blood of Abel."
The thousands upon thousands of angels in joyful assembly with the church of the "firstborn" and with God and Jesus is just the place I want to "come to."
"But you have come to Mount Zion to the heavenly Jerusalem, the city of the living God. You have come to thousands upon thousands of angels in joyful assembly, to the church of the firstborn, whose names are written in heaven. You have come to God, the judge of all men, to the spirits of righteous men made perfect, to Jesus the mediator of a new covenant, and to the sprinkled blood that speaks a better world than the blood of Abel."
The thousands upon thousands of angels in joyful assembly with the church of the "firstborn" and with God and Jesus is just the place I want to "come to."
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