The Here And Now

Everyday is a brand new day, everyday is a journey.

 I rest beneath the Almighty's shade,
    My griefs expire, my troubles cease;
  Thou, Lord, on whom my soul is stayed,
    Wilt keep me still in perfect peace. C. WESLEY.
So recently, I've been thinking about the "now." Yeah, the now. I mean, I have spent so much time preparing and thinking about my future, but what if that future happened now? What would I do? Am I even ready for it? Sadly no.
What brought this on? Well, my Company has been sold once again. This time it will be a huge difference since we will no longer be part of Avon, Avon will become one of it's many customers. In a few months, all semblance to Avon will be removed. All the signs, pictures, placards. . . everything.
In a way, I find it very sad, because I have spent a good 23 years here. In the beginning, I was extremely proud to work for such a well-known company. People knew w…

Just Share It: Happy Father's Day

Today is Father's Day and it can be either a very difficult day or a happy one depends on what your relationship has been. When I was little, my maternal grandfather was my role model and I pictured in my own mind of what a father should be like from him. Now that I am a grown woman who is a believer, I base my image of what a father should be like on our Lord God Almighty. He is my perfect FATHER and all I need I get from Him. I hope you will get to know Him like I do. Today, I wanted to share a post from Anne Graham Lotz her tribute to her father. Happy Father's Day everyone. This Father’s Day, memories are precious.  I’m reflecting, not on the public figure Billy Graham, but on the one I called “Daddy.”  The one who was always a farmer at heart.  Who loved his dogs and his cat.  Who followed the weather patterns almost as closely as he did world events.  Who wore old blue jeans, comfortable sweaters, and a baseball cap.  Who loved lukewarm coffee, sweet ice tea, one scoop …

The Everyday Routine

Everyday is a brand new day,
                                                                        everyday is a journey.

Let not ambition mock their useful toil,
Their homely joys, and destiny obscure;
Nor grandeur hear with a disdainful smile
The short and simple annals of the poor. Nor you, ye proud, impute to those the fault,
If memory o'er their tomb no trophies raise,
Where, through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault,
The pealing anthem swells the note of praise. Full many a gem of purest ray serene
The dark, unfathomed caves of ocean bear;
Full many a flower is born to blush unseen,
And waste its sweetness on the desert air. --Thomas Gray.

It's funny how our daily routines change with the Seasons of our lives. I've never been able to maintain only one schedule. I would always make one, but it never lasted past the length of an ordinary Season. Some Seasons are harder than others and keeping that …

A Mini Meltdown

Everyday is a brand new day, everyday is a journey.

Prune thou thy words, 
the thoughts control
That o'er thee swell and throng;
They will condense within thy soul,
And change to purpose strong.
--John H. Newman.

I had a mini meltdown the other day, a regular pity party. I was so upset that I wanted to lash out at everyone. My joints have been hurting for several days and because of the pain, bitterness filled me. I saw everyone as my enemy. 

It's so easy to fall back into that someone we used to be. A someone we thought was buried forever, but in reality, they're just buried in a shallow grave ready to pop up whenever we are down. Reflecting back on my weekend, I thought I was done with her. Who said she could come back?

After all was said and done, everything turned out really good. Then why do we automatically worry and think the worst in every trial? Lord knows, that whatever I was worried about, always the worst scenar…

Three Day Weekend

Everyday is a brand new day,
                                                             everyday is a journey.

Sun of my soul, thou 
Saviour dear,
It is not night if thou be near;
O may no earthborn cloud arise
o hide thee from thy servants' eyes. --John Keble.
Sitting in the car, I sighed deeply, wondering just how I got here. The car sat positioned in a slant, half in the parking spot and half out of it. It wouldn't start, then it went completely dead and finally the anti-theft automatically locking it in. I couldn't even get the key out of the ignition. 

There was no time right now to rant and rave, Emily was expecting me in fifteen minutes to be picking her up from work. She'll have to take the bus and it was the weekend. Who knows when she'll get home. Springing into action, I dialed the necessary numbers. First Emily, then Pepboys and ending with their tow truck hotline. 

Not exactly what I had planned for…

What Are You Reading?

Everyday is a brand new day,                                                                       everyday is a journey.

The night I know is nigh at hand, The mists lie low on hill and bay, The autumn sheaves are brown and dry, But I have had the day. Yes, I have had,  dear Lord, the day. When at thy call I have the night Brief be the twilight as I pass From light to dark, from dark to light. --S. Weir Mitchell.
It seems that I have been on a quest of sorts. A quest of collecting new and used books! I regret disposing of my collection when we moved out of the house into an apartment. I guess, I thought it was too much for an apartment? Then there is the carrying of boxes. Oh well, today is a brand new day.

1. God's Devotional Book For Mothers
By:W.B. Freeman Concepts
This devotional is unlike any that I've read before. It reads more like Readers Digest with several quotes, personal stories of encouragement and tidbits o…

A Simple Meal

Everyday is a brand new day,
                                                             everyday is a journey.

Beloved, let us love so well
Our work shall still be better for our love,
And still our love be sweeter for our work:
And both commended for the sake of each
By all true workers and true lovers born. --Elizabeth B. Browning.

The sizzle of onions browning lightly in butter filled the quiet of the kitchen. It was mid-morning on a Sunday and we just finished Church. Cooking Sunday Brunch became the norm as Emily has been working in the afternoons for quite awhile now. Today's meal consisted of sauteed onion and brussel sprouts over white rice.One of our favorites, for sure, but we say that about all our meals, don't we?

Just a simple meal, that's what we regularly eat. Nothing fancy here from a famous chef on a famous cooking show. Majority of my recipes come from country cooks who learned how to cook with what they…