I'm listening to Christmas music. Snow is falling softly to the ground and when I watch it outside the window I feel like I'm in a snow globe. Hence I have an excuse to listen to Christmas music.
Sadly my cup of tea has disspeared into my tummy. It did the job nicely of warming my little self up though.
Now that I've eaten a apple and some dark chocolate I feel whole and complete. Although I do need to satsify my perpetual Sunday craving of salty popcorn.
Chruch this morning was beauitful. So much food for thought from the sermon on Jonah. I was so thankful to be reunited once again with my church family here. I'm really really really going to miss them...
Tomorrow I anticpate Monday, because its just going to be Monday and nothing else. Sometimes you crave an ordainary day when life has been so much of a roller coaster of traveling, happiness, sadness, change, and decesions.
Rest today feels restful. God really did design a good think when He appointed a day of rest. There is only so long a body can run, before the sheer weight of life threatens to calapse you.
I'm thankful that for all that has happened this March though little of it was in my planner, but all of it was in God's planner. God has been good and still is good. Really what is there to say.
God's grace is fully sufficient for every task. And that's all I'm going to say, because I have no more time to write:)
Sunday, March 24, 2013
Wednesday, March 20, 2013
reminiscing
5 years ago...
I was a 17 year old girl still trying to figure out how to do my hair. I'm still trying to figure that one out.
I had been done with high school for a few weeks.
I had acquired my drivers license less then a year before.
I became an official owner of a passport
People paid me to clean their houses so I could put money in the bank.
I wore double knit while performing in a small amateur 70's comedy.
I was practically an only child living with my parents. There were three seniors in the house. The high school senior and the two seniors who let me use their senior citizen discount at the department store.
I entertained myself by cooking meals and cleaning my parent's house.
I was planning my high school graduation entirely by myself. Getting my mother's opinion was harder then pulling teeth.
I was baking oodles of cookies for my graduation and picking out napkin colors.
I would fly far away to a country other then my homeland. I would come back not being the same.
I would become a working girl. Racking up hours from the early morning till the dark hours of the night.
I would visit a far away state and decide to go to school there.
I would keep on trying to make my hair look presentable...unsuccessfully .
I would drive all by myself to the big city to hold little babies who's mommies where non existent in their lives.
I would stand at the end of our drive way to flag down the EMS, so they could help my grandma.
I would wonder many times that year if I was watching my grandma breath her last.
I would hang on to the edge of the cliff and try very hard to please God.
I would understand grace like never before.
and I would continue on a life long adventure of knowing Christ better that still continues to this day.
In 5 years...
I will be...
who knows:) Oh the anticipation of adventure...
I was a 17 year old girl still trying to figure out how to do my hair. I'm still trying to figure that one out.
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| Gazing off into the of course hopeful future |
I had acquired my drivers license less then a year before.
I became an official owner of a passport
People paid me to clean their houses so I could put money in the bank.
I wore double knit while performing in a small amateur 70's comedy.
I was practically an only child living with my parents. There were three seniors in the house. The high school senior and the two seniors who let me use their senior citizen discount at the department store.
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| That's me being the actress |
I entertained myself by cooking meals and cleaning my parent's house.
I was planning my high school graduation entirely by myself. Getting my mother's opinion was harder then pulling teeth.
I was baking oodles of cookies for my graduation and picking out napkin colors.
In the year that followed.
I would fly far away to a country other then my homeland. I would come back not being the same.
I would become a working girl. Racking up hours from the early morning till the dark hours of the night.
I would visit a far away state and decide to go to school there.
I would keep on trying to make my hair look presentable...unsuccessfully .
I would drive all by myself to the big city to hold little babies who's mommies where non existent in their lives.
I would stand at the end of our drive way to flag down the EMS, so they could help my grandma.
I would wonder many times that year if I was watching my grandma breath her last.
I would hang on to the edge of the cliff and try very hard to please God.
I would understand grace like never before.
and I would continue on a life long adventure of knowing Christ better that still continues to this day.
In 5 years...
I will be...
who knows:) Oh the anticipation of adventure...
Friday, March 8, 2013
Finally Home
Home. I find it beautifully, tearfully, and painfully ironic that the "5 minute Friday " word prompt is Home.
My grandma went home this morning. Not home as in going home from the hospital, but as in home to heaven.
Grandma shut her eyes yesterday and when she opened them again she saw something she had never seen before.
As I stood in the middle of a noisy roomful of people. I tried to grasp the news that grandma was really gone. No matter how hard I imagined I could not think of what she was seeing or feeling. All I knew was that grandma was home and I felt pain and joy all in the same second.
Home. Grandma is home. No more pain. No more sorrow. No more sadness. Only joy.
I played my heaven pluralist today. Home going music. I thought about home and I got homesick. Strange how you can get homesick for a place you've never known, but if that is where Jesus is must be a pretty wonderful place.
Grandma is finally home in that beautiful place somewhere far away. I'm still here in a very temporary earthly home looking forward to the day when I finally go home myself.
My grandma went home this morning. Not home as in going home from the hospital, but as in home to heaven.
Grandma shut her eyes yesterday and when she opened them again she saw something she had never seen before.
As I stood in the middle of a noisy roomful of people. I tried to grasp the news that grandma was really gone. No matter how hard I imagined I could not think of what she was seeing or feeling. All I knew was that grandma was home and I felt pain and joy all in the same second.
Home. Grandma is home. No more pain. No more sorrow. No more sadness. Only joy.
I played my heaven pluralist today. Home going music. I thought about home and I got homesick. Strange how you can get homesick for a place you've never known, but if that is where Jesus is must be a pretty wonderful place.
Grandma is finally home in that beautiful place somewhere far away. I'm still here in a very temporary earthly home looking forward to the day when I finally go home myself.
Thursday, March 7, 2013
Gone Far Away.
I finally saw all the lights. Oodles and oodles of bright lights filled the sky. The brightness reflected off of the snow covered city and it seemed bright as day even the night had long ago. It was a beautiful blessed sight after traveling for miles and miles and miles and miles across scenery that gave little variety to the eyes. We were finally in the big city at last and three short days later found me back where I currently belong.
Maybe it was a short adventure, but we found plenty of time to do lots of some things and less of other things.
I didn't sleep...much. On the first night I went to bed after being up for 20 straight hours. That night I slept like a rock for 5 short hours and on the last night I slept for a precious three hours. Sleep really isn't all that important when there are amazing friends to see. The less you sleep the more you see your friends, so the choice is easy.
I ate some Indian food, but not with my hands because I was taking this cultural process one step at time. I didn't eat the spicy food either because my stomach wasn't in the mood to appreciate spice.
I played ping pong with people who didn't know me, so they didn't know I'm very uncoordinated at every sport I attempt. Thus they very kindly encouraged me every 23 seconds not understanding I'm used to being the odd ball and do not have any self esteem issues regarding my lack of athletic skills. Though I might have caused the person on my team to have self esteem issues because I made us lose :) Its okay to laugh, really I do think its funny.
I saw faces of people I knew and faces of people I didn't know. When I left the beautiful city I had more friends then I had 2 days earlier. I had memories I didn't know I could make and my head was so full of new thoughts that was very well entertained on the long drive home.
So the girl went on a adventure to a new and enthralling place and when she came back she wasn't the same. Because each thing you do in this life is a piece that is giving you experience, love, happiness, and so many other things. Each piece will add up into the beautiful story of life and that's why I love a good adventure.
Maybe it was a short adventure, but we found plenty of time to do lots of some things and less of other things.
I didn't sleep...much. On the first night I went to bed after being up for 20 straight hours. That night I slept like a rock for 5 short hours and on the last night I slept for a precious three hours. Sleep really isn't all that important when there are amazing friends to see. The less you sleep the more you see your friends, so the choice is easy.
I ate some Indian food, but not with my hands because I was taking this cultural process one step at time. I didn't eat the spicy food either because my stomach wasn't in the mood to appreciate spice.
I played ping pong with people who didn't know me, so they didn't know I'm very uncoordinated at every sport I attempt. Thus they very kindly encouraged me every 23 seconds not understanding I'm used to being the odd ball and do not have any self esteem issues regarding my lack of athletic skills. Though I might have caused the person on my team to have self esteem issues because I made us lose :) Its okay to laugh, really I do think its funny.
I saw faces of people I knew and faces of people I didn't know. When I left the beautiful city I had more friends then I had 2 days earlier. I had memories I didn't know I could make and my head was so full of new thoughts that was very well entertained on the long drive home.
So the girl went on a adventure to a new and enthralling place and when she came back she wasn't the same. Because each thing you do in this life is a piece that is giving you experience, love, happiness, and so many other things. Each piece will add up into the beautiful story of life and that's why I love a good adventure.
Wednesday, March 6, 2013
Dear Grandma.
Dear Grandma,
I always loved going to your house. The hour it took to get there seemed to stretch into a endless eternity.
When I walked in the door I was went to your spotless kitchen first. Without fail you always had the exact same Tupperware bowl filled with cookies. Usually it was filled with your stand by chocolate chip cookies that were always so soft. My brothers implored me to make cookies just like yours because lets just say I tended to make mine very crunchy. I still can't make cookies like you, but I can still taste the cakey light texture . Of course they were best dipped in milk which you always had ample supply of in the fridge.
After I gathered up my snack it was time to go watch TV which was generally not done at our house, so it was fun to be able to do it at grandma's. I was glad when we there just in time for your favorite show "The Price is Right" or "Wheel of Fortune". Then there was "Mr. Rodger's Neighborhood" and whatever else the local PBS station had to offer.
Do you remember the two things we always had to do when went to your house? No visit to grandma's was complete without a game of SkipO. Using your electric card shuffler was so cool. Sometimes when you had friends over we would play Chicken Foot with your dominoes. I especially liked that game when I won.
Staying the night at your house was wonderful for so many reasons. By far was the best one was the house rule of always having ice cream before bed. You would not defile your freezer with anything less then Blue Bunny Tin Roof Sundae though sometimes you bought Cookies n, Cream because you knew it was my favorite. I liked to pour milk on my ice cream and you said it was because my uncle liked to do the same thing.
I loved our tradition of helping you decorate your house for Christmas the day after Thanksgiving. You would play Christmas music on your tape player while we ate peppernuts and hung garland. For supper the tradition was waffles with white sauce and of course German sausage.You always made the most amazing food and I wanted to make good food like you.
Grandma you were the best hostess and you never shy ed away from filling your table with people and good food. Your butter laden mashed potatoes were always superb. You would reach out to others and have friends over for games and of course ice cream. I helped you deliver mail at the care home and do your other volunteer work. I went to your house and saw you as the person who loved to serve others.
When a friend would call you usually would sit there chatting away in low German. I loved hearing the tone of your mother tongue and I could always tell that you sounded happy on the phone.
One day grandma you moved away from your house into a little apartment that just wasn't the same. Then one day you had to go the hospital and I would keep your company while you recovered from your broken pelvis. You moved then into a cheerful little room in care home where you became the social light of the whole place. Now I could visit you several times a week or take you out to for our favorite McDonald's treat of ice cream.
Grandma your getting ready to move again. This time it could be awhile before I see you again, because you can't just visit heaven whenever you want too. Of all the moves I've known you to make this will be without a doubt the best one.
I write this with tears in my eyes though, because I'm going to miss your laugh. I'm going to miss your cheerful remarks. I'm going to miss you talking about God. Right now I don't care about the ice cream or cookies, or endless TV, but there is a lump in my throat because I care about you. Grandma there is big house waiting up there for you and because I love you I want you to go there. To be relieved of your pain and meet your Savior.
Grandma I may never see you again on this earth, but I'm looking forward to the day when I go to your house again. Not really your house but our Father's house and I think we will have a grand time.
See you up in God's house Grandma.
Love,
Your Youngest Grandchild
I always loved going to your house. The hour it took to get there seemed to stretch into a endless eternity.
When I walked in the door I was went to your spotless kitchen first. Without fail you always had the exact same Tupperware bowl filled with cookies. Usually it was filled with your stand by chocolate chip cookies that were always so soft. My brothers implored me to make cookies just like yours because lets just say I tended to make mine very crunchy. I still can't make cookies like you, but I can still taste the cakey light texture . Of course they were best dipped in milk which you always had ample supply of in the fridge.
After I gathered up my snack it was time to go watch TV which was generally not done at our house, so it was fun to be able to do it at grandma's. I was glad when we there just in time for your favorite show "The Price is Right" or "Wheel of Fortune". Then there was "Mr. Rodger's Neighborhood" and whatever else the local PBS station had to offer.
Do you remember the two things we always had to do when went to your house? No visit to grandma's was complete without a game of SkipO. Using your electric card shuffler was so cool. Sometimes when you had friends over we would play Chicken Foot with your dominoes. I especially liked that game when I won.
Staying the night at your house was wonderful for so many reasons. By far was the best one was the house rule of always having ice cream before bed. You would not defile your freezer with anything less then Blue Bunny Tin Roof Sundae though sometimes you bought Cookies n, Cream because you knew it was my favorite. I liked to pour milk on my ice cream and you said it was because my uncle liked to do the same thing.
I loved our tradition of helping you decorate your house for Christmas the day after Thanksgiving. You would play Christmas music on your tape player while we ate peppernuts and hung garland. For supper the tradition was waffles with white sauce and of course German sausage.You always made the most amazing food and I wanted to make good food like you.
Grandma you were the best hostess and you never shy ed away from filling your table with people and good food. Your butter laden mashed potatoes were always superb. You would reach out to others and have friends over for games and of course ice cream. I helped you deliver mail at the care home and do your other volunteer work. I went to your house and saw you as the person who loved to serve others.
When a friend would call you usually would sit there chatting away in low German. I loved hearing the tone of your mother tongue and I could always tell that you sounded happy on the phone.
One day grandma you moved away from your house into a little apartment that just wasn't the same. Then one day you had to go the hospital and I would keep your company while you recovered from your broken pelvis. You moved then into a cheerful little room in care home where you became the social light of the whole place. Now I could visit you several times a week or take you out to for our favorite McDonald's treat of ice cream.
Grandma your getting ready to move again. This time it could be awhile before I see you again, because you can't just visit heaven whenever you want too. Of all the moves I've known you to make this will be without a doubt the best one.
I write this with tears in my eyes though, because I'm going to miss your laugh. I'm going to miss your cheerful remarks. I'm going to miss you talking about God. Right now I don't care about the ice cream or cookies, or endless TV, but there is a lump in my throat because I care about you. Grandma there is big house waiting up there for you and because I love you I want you to go there. To be relieved of your pain and meet your Savior.
Grandma I may never see you again on this earth, but I'm looking forward to the day when I go to your house again. Not really your house but our Father's house and I think we will have a grand time.
See you up in God's house Grandma.
Love,
Your Youngest Grandchild
My grandma has been declining in the last few days and it won't be long before she heads up to glory. Right now life is a maze up and down emotion and thankfulness of a sovereign faithful God.
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