Showing posts from March, 2017

The Consequence

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

When I go down to the grave I can say, 
like so many others,
 I have finished my work;
 but I cannot say I have finished my life;
 my day's work will begin again the next morning. 
My tomb is not a blind alley; 
it is a thoroughfare.
 It closes in the twilight to open in the dawn.
--Victor Hugo.

A few days ago, I've learned about consequences, a cause and effect for all we do. In my hurry, hurry kind of way, I came home at night from work and parked in a handicap space. In my own defense, it was dark and honestly, I paid no attention to my surroundings. I just wanted to get inside. I really didn't see it. 

Now, we live in an area that at one time were condos, so we pay a yearly fee for our parking space. It's an extremely tiny fee well worth that spot. If  you ever lived in th…

The End Of Civility

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

Life is a sheet of paper white
Whereon each one of us may write
His word or two, and then comes night.
Greatly begin! though thou hast time
But for a line, be that sublime.
Not failure, but low aim is crime. --James Russell Lowell.
I love diversity. The food. The culture.The ethnicity. I've never really been around people who are just like me in their opinions, in their faith, in their lifestyle. Whereas that never bothered me before, it does now. So what happened? Social media happened.

People can quickly share their opinions with others with just a click of a keyboard. The best part? You don't have to do it face to face. It's much easier to hurt someone when you don't have to stare at them right in the eye. 

There are times I want to disappear from social media altogether, especially whenever a hot political topic hits the waves. I am tired of people telling me how to think,…

Here's To Contentment

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

Tis not to enjoy that we exist,
For that end only; something must be done;
I must not walk in unreproved delight
These narrow bounds, and think of nothing more,
No duty that looks further and no care.
--William Wordsworth

Contentment . . . . I've seen this word thrown around as a theme for this New Year. We need to be very careful when searching for contentment for ourselves. Can we truly be content? Is it even possible? Is it in us to be content? 

I think of the Israelites and their incessant complaining, immediately thinking of the correlation to our society. I don't think that total contentment is possible. Our hearts will always be longing for more. I believe that because of what occurred in the Garden of Eden, our hearts will always search for and long for Christ. Unti…

The Tiny In Me

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

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.
There are times that I'm concerned that I'm way too excited about this Tiny Living. I'm placing all my eggs in one basket. What if it doesn't turn out that way? What if God's plan is different from mine? The last thing I want to be doing is sitting in that place sulking. And miserable. 

I've seen it happen way too often. I don't want to be one of those people who are unhappy in their retirement, wishing themselves somewhere else. Wishing their lives to be different. Just plain wishing.

On the other hand, does it really matter where I'm at? As long as I'm still writing and involved in my Ministry, I'd be happy. I've always seen m…

The Littles

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

One holy Church of God appears
through every age and race
unwasted by the lapse of years
unchanged by changing place
S. Longfellow

When my grandchildren were small, my Aubrey had this way of calling them the "Littles" and the nickname quickly stuck. Well, the "Littles" are no longer little. In fact, one is a freshman in high school already and the other fast approaching tween-hood! Six years have passed and in children years, that can be huge!

When we first met! How could I not fall in love with these two? 
The original "Littles," Tim and Hannah.
Halloween, Christian style!
Merry Christmas from the Littles.
First day and last day of school.
My favorite picture of these lovable two just having fun on a hot Summer day.
Ready for the new school year!
Chilling on a hot Summer day!
Chilling on a diffe…

A Lazy Morning

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

Consider the lilies of the field, 
how they grow; they toil not,
 neither do they spin: 
yet I say unto you, that even
 Solomon in all his glory
 was not arrayed like one of these.
--Matthew 6. 28, 29.

I didn't want to get up. The bed was comfy, warm and utterly peaceful. Silence all around me. One could hear a pin drop. I knew it was somewhere mid-morning, but I didn't care. Why can't I just lay there and do nothing? Why do I need to get up at all?

Responsibilities, that's why.

The problem is that it's not just today. I have this feeling almost every morning. This feeling of not wanting to do anything at all. Some people would call this depression, but they're wrong. I am not depressed, but on the contrary. I am quite happy, filled with Joy. 

I think the problem lies with this deep and hidden desire inside of me to run away from all responsibility. A life where there are no rul…

Thursday Ten

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

The comfort of a mind at rest
  From every care Thou hast not blest;
  A heart from all the world set free,
  To worship and to wait on Thee.

No matter how bad my week, month or year may be going, I'm always full of hope. One has to be, because if hope is gone, there is nothing except emptiness. Hope is the one thing that motivates our being into moving forward. 

This week has been a tough one and I easily could have turned it into a woe is me kind of time. Satan is never too busy to lie to you or to me. He has been certainly very busy with me these past few days. So today I wanted to focus on and write down ten things I'm very grateful for to remember how blessed I am every single day.

1. My provision.
I have everything I need. Everything. I shall not want. God has provided for me. I have food, water and shelter. What else do I need?

2. My car.

Here And There

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

There's nothing bright above, below, From flowers that bloom to stars that glow, But in the light my soul can see Some feature of the Deity. There's nothing dark below, above, But in its gloom I trace God's love, And meekly wait that moment when His truth shall turn all bright again. --Thomas Moore.
It's been a very busy month for us. We've never shared the same work schedule before, so things always worked out fine. There was a person at home at all times. If she worked days, I would be home. When I worked nights, she was at home. Now, there is no one at home.

It seems so weird to come home and no dinner is waiting. It seems so weird for the place to be so darn quiet when she works on the weekends. There is nothing, but silence around here even with all these apartment dwellings. Nothing, but silence. 

Every so …

Something To Read

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

We cannot kindle when we will
The fire that in the heart resides,
The spirit bloweth and is still,
In mystery our soul abides:
But tasks in hours of insight willed
Can be through hours of gloom fulfilled.

From time to time, I post some of my favorite books that I've read. Last Summer, I made a commitment to reading more and not just acquiring books. The following are some of the latest books I've read. Hope you can enjoy these as much as I have.

The Precious Present
By: Spencer Johnson
When I first opened this book, I wasn't sure if it was a child's book or an adults. As soon as I began reading, I realized this is a story in poem form. I have to admit that I was completely taken in trying to decipher what the precious present could possibly be. I almost took a peek at the end to see the answer, but I didn't. There is a great moral reminder here so it came to no surprise that this book has been a favorite for…

It Happens So Quickly

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

Come, children, let us go!
We travel hand in hand;
Each in his brother finds his joy
In this wild stranger land.
The strong be quick to raise
The weaker when they fall;
Let love and peace and patience bloom
In ready help for all.

I don't know how I get myself into these things. It always happens so quickly before I truly have time to comprehend the consequence of my volunteering. I have a nasty habit of raising my hand whenever someone is looking for help. It could be anything like Sunday School, driving someone, babysitting, setting up or bringing a dish. My hand immediately goes up.

I don't really understand why I do this, especially when I'm way over scheduled. Usually, I somehow manage to get it done, mostly by staying up majority of the night. This time, I think I truly have bitten off more than I can chew. 

I've written about these past due projects that I'm tryin…

Ovarian Cancer

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

I was deeply impressed 
by what a gardener once
said to me concerning his
 work. "I feel, sir," he said, 
"when I am growing the 
flowers or rearing the 
vegetables, that I am having
 a share in creation." I
 thought it a very noble way 
of regarding his work.
--J. H. Jowett.

Ovarian cancer, I definitely never gave it a thought back in 2007. I was busy living my life, arguing about things that didn't matter. Everything was a rush and everything was more important than relationships with others. I was angry at the world, at my family and definitely at how my life was turning out. Being happy was something I had no idea how to be.

I can admit all of that now. At that time, I didn't realize just how angry and miserable I was. I thought I had everything in check and felt that life was as good as it would get. This …

Some Things Never Change

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

A mighty fortress is our God,
A bulwark never failing:
Our helper he amid the flood
Of mortal ills prevailing.
For still our ancient foe
Doth seek to work us woe;
His craft and power are great:
And, armed with cruel hate,
On earth is not his equal.
--Martin Luther.

Our cat Diamond, lay curled up into a ball on a well-cushioned armchair. She looked so darn cute and comfortable, all tucked into a blanket, sleeping the afternoon away. She obviously feels very at home and completely loved. Don't you wish you could do the same?

It will never cease to amaze me how swiftly time flies away from us. Didn't we just change our clocks back and now we are changing them forward. Time surely flies, yet some things never change.

We all have a friend whose life is headed downward, spiraling out of control. They think they're living the high life, but we know it's all just pretend.  It's a lie they keep …

The Uncertainty

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

Lives of great men all remind us
We can make our lives sublime,
And, departing, leave behind us
Footprints on the sands of time-- Footprints that perhaps another, Sailing o'er life's wintry main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, Seeing, shall take heart again. --Henry W. Longfellow
Should we have an "Apartment Warming" party? 

Emily sat on my bed, as she does every morning, as we discuss any day events or play catch up. The question hung in the air full of unspoken tension. Tension, because of what it would mean to do so. We came here for a reason, not because we wanted to make an upgrade. Besides, it is very well known our views on diversity and many people are not on the same wavelength on that subject. 

What does our world look like? Well, we like diversity. We are not cookie cutter people. We don't c…

Friends Gone Past

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

Build a little fence of trust
    Around to-day;
  Fill the space with loving work,
    And therein stay;
  Look not through the sheltering bars
    Upon to-morrow,
  God will help thee bear what comes,
    Of joy or sorrow.

What a beautiful poem and so very true. I have been feeling melancholy this morning thinking of all past relationships that have dispersed for one reason or another. People come into our lives unexpectedly and just as quickly leave. We become attached and sadness fills our hearts when they leave for whatever reason. 

I really miss my long gone past friends. I miss the comforting smile that Linda always had just for me. You see, Linda loved me and it showed in every fiber of her being. Have you ever felt such love from a friend? I have from Linda. 

It's easy to miss friends that have died or left in a g…

Seeing The Oncologist

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

How like a mounting devil in the heart
Rules the unreigned ambition! 
Let it once
But play the monarch, and its haughty brow
Glows with a beauty that bewilders thought
And unthrones peace forever. 
Putting on
The very pomp of Lucifer, 
it turnsThe heart to ashes. --Nathaniel P. Willis.
I did not want to go for my appointment with my oncologist. I wasn't afraid of what I may hear or anything like that. I'm just exhausted mentally by anyone from the medical profession. Don't get me wrong, I love my doctors. . . . all of them. I'm just worn out from almost ten years of this illness. I really would love some peace from it all. A few years peace to exist like everyone else. 

At first, I made an appointment and ended up rescheduling when the actual day arrived. Not very smart, I know, I just didn't want to drive all that way. I still don't. Moving out here, I have no desire to go int…