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Friday, 11 November 2011

  • a thought on veterans day

    Several years ago, I visited my parents while they lived near Fort Campbell.  I was privileged to attend a ceremony welcoming home soldiers from their deployment down-range. We watched as the aircraft landed, then the hanger doors opened and they marched in formation into the hanger, where loved ones strained to get that first glimpse of their soldier.  The ceremony was awe-inspiring as the commanding officers welcomed our boys (and girls) home.  The chaplain prayed.  Everyone sang the Army song, and the cheers that went up in that hanger was like nothing I had heard before. 

    I was witness to fathers meeting their new born child for the first time, seeing parents hug their sons and daughters with tears in their eyes, and seeing wives take their husband's hand for the first time in months.  What a joy to share in that moment where we salute those who are returning home after sacrificing so very much.

    On another visit, I was privileged to attend the ceremony of a soldier who paid the ultimate sacrifice while serving his country down-range.  The closed coffin, the picture with the wreath, the American flag, the tears.. so many tears.  Though I had never met this soldier, I cried tears of thanksgiving for this young man who gave his life for me, I cried for his wife and kids, for his parents, and siblings.  Oh the price of freedom is so very high.

    This Veterans Day, I want to challenge you - from here on, if you see someone in uniform, stop and say "thank you".  Don't save it for special holidays.  They serve 365 days a year.  Our thanks is the least we can do for them.  A simple "Thank you" goes a long way.  You don't have to know them personally to thank them.  They don't know you personally, yet they serve you.  Let us honor those who fight to keep us free.

    In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea,
    With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me:
    As He died to make men holy, let us live to make men free;
    While God is marching on.
    Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!

    life.joy.chocolate. thankful

Friday, 04 November 2011

  • star party

    Tonight, we ventured out into the freezing cold to join the astronomy club in a star party.  They had 4 small telescopes out and then they opened "the dome" and we got to look at the moon through a 100 year old telescope.  We saw the moon, Jupiter and 4 of it's moons, and several other stars.  I even saw the Andromeda galaxy several million light-years away. 

    Two things not related to stars I must share:
    1. upon exiting our vehicle at first arrival, Clay saw a man working on a telescope and said, "he has a Tom Baker scarf" and sure enough, we asked and he was a Who-vian. 
    2. said who-vian later in the evening came running up to his telescope and cried, "they lost the planet?!?" and my response to Clay was, "well, the daleks exterminated it..".  we both had a big laugh over it.

    All in all, it was a cold star gaze, but an interesting one.  At the end, we all sat down on the concrete and they guided us through the major constellations in the sky.  We saw Pegasus, Cassiopeia, the little dipper, the harp, and several others of which I can not remember their names. 

    life.joy.chocolate. cold!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Saturday, 07 May 2011

  • my church family

    it has been a very long time since i've found a safe haven in a group of believers.  call it what you will, but i've had situations arise where my trust was broken or my heart was wounded and skepticism has ruled in my mind when it came to church (the people, not the building).  i didn't understand how people could be so attached to their church, sure the preaching was good, but to love it?  really?  i just haven't been able to relate in so long.  it's been almost 10 years, but God has redeemed the cynic in me by bringing us to Gallipolis Christian Church.  we felt welcomed from the moment we walked in the door:  people remembered our names; asked us how we were doing;  went out to eat with us to get to know us; invited us places; and truly were interested in our lives and who we were.  we joined and we plugged in in our own ways - i signed up for nursery duty and clay sang in the choir. 

    what blesses me more than anything, however, is when a dear friend saw on fb that i was going through a rough time, and at church that next sunday, came up and hugged me.  she said she had been praying for me since she saw my update and wanted to know if i needed a shoulder to cry on. 

    then, when i inquired about the biblestudy - another wonderful lady volunteered to pick me up and drive me to and from since i didn't have a way to get there - EVERY WEEK.

    then, when clay had his surgery, families brought meals, let us borrow a car, drove him to work for a month till he was released to drive. 

    then, when we had a huge need, our church stood up and surrounded us with provision. 

    and tonight, we were so blessed to have a small get together with some church family to say goodbye and spend one last night laughing and sharing stories. 

    we are blessed to have been apart of GCC, if only for a year.  we are so blessed, and through your love, my cynical heart has softened and i know what it is to call a church, family.  thank you.  thank you for being Jesus to us in real, tangible ways.  thank you for loving us as we were.  thank you. 

    life.joy.chocolate. the one thing i grieve in moving away.




Friday, 22 April 2011

  • Currently
    Mary Poppins Opens the Door
    By Dr. P. L. Travers
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    Is IS Well...

    Well, this week has been one frustrating event after another.  Our car is in need of MAJOR repairs, that we can not afford, and it getting to the point where it isn't safe to drive.  May I underline the "WE CAN NOT AFFORD" point.  All our savings will be spent in this move, and we are praying that this summer, we will find jobs to replenish said savings.  All was going according to plan until the auto shop called on Tuesday.  Since then, I honestly have felt dead inside - hollow - not sure what to do.  We haven't done anything about the car, because there is nothing we can do right now.  I've prayed for a miracle all week, because there is no money to fix the car (we have a car repair fund, but there isn't enough in it - not even close!)

    You may think I'm overreacting but if you've been with me long enough, you know the financial struggles we have had over the past few years and how we have learned to budget, live within our means, save, tried to pay down debt (but not been able to because of medical bills).  I feel as though we have been working "nose to grindstone" (is that how the saying goes?) for YEARS to no avail.  Has God forgotten us?  We know He has not, but it sure feels like it, when we struggle to stand on our feet to move forward and get knocked down again - every time. 

    So, that was the start of the week.  Then, I find out my employer won't close the office down for Good Friday - that means I have to work and we had planned a weekend at Clay's sister's house - probably the last time we'll see them for a while.  Clay was able to borrow a car and left last night, leaving me home (I told him to go, if you're wondering.  I don't want him to miss this time with his sister's family just because of me!).  THEN, I get to work and the boss decides to close down at LUNCH TIME.  I had only been there 4 hours, so I miss a weekend with family that I LOVE for 4 hours of work!  Fie. 

    I get home at lunch time today, frustrated, and feeling quite sorry for myself, but I began working on the never-ending to-do list.  I put some tunes on and started working.  Several songs played from my playlist that I hadn't heard in a couple years and it was so refreshing to hear the lyrics:

    "I've got, got the victory
    I've got the sweet, sweet victory in Jesus,
    He is our mighty conquerer,
    In Him I will trust, all my battles He'll fight.
    I've got, got the victory
    I've got the sweet, sweet victory in Jesus.
    For me He died but He rose on the third day
    That’s why I have true victory everyday!

    Truly I've been through the storm and rain.
    I know everything about heartache and pain.
    But God carried me through it all
    Without His protection I'd surely fall.
    I’ve been broke without a dime to my name.
    But all my bills got paid ‘cause I called on Jesus name.
    You can't tell me that God isnt real 'cause I've got the victory and that's why I’m still here." - Yolanda Adams

    ************************************

    "Sometimes, sometimes I’m just
    Runnin’ so fast that I can’t touch the ground
    I’m spinning faster than a merry go round
    I find myself in the lost and found
    And sometimes, sometimes I’m just
    Callin’ your name and I don’t know why
    Holdin’ my head cryin’ “my oh my”
    Up and down like the tide
    But you’re the
    Same yesterday, and tomorrow won’t change all your excellent ways" - Nicole C Mullen

    **************************************

    "I have been the wayward child
    I have acted out
    I have questioned Sovereignty
    And had my share of doubt
    And though sometimes my prayers feel like
    They're bouncing off the sky
    The hand I hold won't let me go
    And here's the reason why...

    I will stumble
    I will fall down
    But I will not be moved
    I will make mistakes
    I will face heartache
    But I will not be moved
    On Christ the Solid Rock I stand
    All other ground is sinking sand
    I will not be moved

    Bitterness has plagued my heart
    Many times before
    My life has been like broken glass
    And I have kept the score
    Of all my shattered dreams and though it seemed
    That I was far too gone
    My brokenness helped me to see
    It's grace I'm standing on" - Natalie Grant


    *******************************

    I have only listed a few of the many lyrics but as I sang along, my spirit was lifted - because of the truth I was singing.  Amazing what a little praise will do the soul.  So, in closing, I will leave you with one of my favorite hymns (and another song I sang along to this afternoon) to ponder as we enter Good Friday.  May it bless you as it has blessed me today:

    "When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,
    when sorrows like sea billows roll;
    whatever my lot, thou hast taught me to say,
    It is well, it is well with my soul. 

    It is well with my soul,
    it is well, it is well with my soul. 

    Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,
    let this blest assurance control,
    that Christ has regarded my helpless estate,
    and hath shed his own blood for my soul. 

    My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!
    My sin, not in part but the whole,
    is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more,
    praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!" Horatio G. Spafford 

    life.joy.chocolate. it IS well.  

Friday, 15 April 2011

  • Currently
    Mary Poppins Comes Back
    By Dr. P. L. Travers
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    THAT kind of day!!!

    do you ever have the kind of day when you wake up from a beautiful dream, only to realize that it was a dream   it can really set you up for a bad day!  i can tell you all this because that is what happened this morning, and i haven't been able to shake off the frustration.  it's like i'm set on ACK! and my patience was spent before i ever got out of bed.  ACK!  all this, after focusing the past two weeks on memorizing Phil 2:14-15... somedays, are harder than others.

    phil 2:14-15: do everything without grumbling or arguing so that you may become blameless and pure children of God, without fault, in this warped and crooked generation.  then you will shine amoung them like the stars in the sky.

    talk about a HUGE command - DO EVERYTHING - not just when you're in a  good mood, or having a good day, of doing things you enjoy.  not even when you've had a bad day and nothing seems to work out the way you planned.  nor the small things (grumbling, mumbling, etc.) that can upset or interrupt your day.  or the thoughts you utter to yourself when something frustrates you - or what you mumble under your breath.  its a tall order and a command, i am trying to observe, maybe for the first time in my life.  almost 30 years of complaining is a huge habit to break! 

    this verse has also brought the question up - is it ok to vent?  what do you think?  is it ok to discuss something that frustrates you, as long as it does not move into the complaining/grumbling category?  when does it go from venting to complaining?  i'd love your thoughts!

    life.joy.chocolate. grumble-mumble-complain - gripe-gripe-gripe!

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