Showing posts from July, 2018

July Is Over

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

Oh, there are heavenly heights to reach
    In many a fearful place,
  Where the poor timid heir of God
    Lies blindly on his face;
  Lies languishing for grace divine
    That he shall never see
  Till he go forward at Thy sign,
    And trust himself to Thee.

With July almost over, I'm surprised just how quickly it passed. It wasn't exactly how I envisioned it to be. Even at work, the management claimed it would be the slowest month ever with many days off due to no work available. They even wanted to switch our work schedules around to accommodate the loss of orders. I'm glad we didn't agree to it, because it wasn't the slowest at all. It was okay, but not excessively slow. 

I made plans to take advantage of this so-called slowest month ever to take care of things forgo…

Some Days . . . .

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

Serene will be our days and bright,
    And happy will our nature be,
  When love is an unerring light,
    And joy its own security.

Some days just don't turn out well at all. It doesn't matter how much you may want to turn it around, it just continues to go downhill. For me, usually those kind of days always seem to be Fridays. Never been able to figure out the why.

Don't get me wrong, it did start well. I got up early and headed out the door. The traffic wasn't too bad nor the construction. Even the rain held off the entire time I was at the doctors. A good start. Things changed the minute I entered the parking lot elevator. It got stuck maybe 30 seconds after we began our descent. Boom! We're not moving. 

There were four of us. A grandma, an adult daughter and a teenage son, along with myself. Let me tell you something. Women can handle anything…

The Sabbath Day

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

Thy presence fills my mind with peace,
    Brightens the thoughts so dark erewhile,
  Bids cares and sad forebodings cease,
    Makes all things smile.

Today is the Sabbath and for once, I woke up feeling refreshed and thankful. Last night, I actually slept pretty well only waking twice. My arthritis has been acting up and sleeping has been terrible. On a worst night, I could wake up six times (I counted). That's pretty bad, but not last night. 

I find that I need the pain to make me remember to be truly thankful on the days when it's not there. I feel good, real good. Would I have appreciated this feeling if it was everyday? Unfortunately, probably not. We seem to forget the good things, painful moments lingering right on top.

For Emily, Sundays are basically work d…

A Crocheting Fest

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

The heart that trusts forever sings,
  And feels as light as it had wings,
  A well of peace within it springs,--
    Come good or ill,
  Whatever to-day, to-morrow brings,
    It is His will.

How do you relax? What are your vices that you turn to when in distress? When I need to unwind, I take out my crocheting hook and yarn. I turn on my favorite Netflix show or movie and go to town! 

In the past, I would go into seclusion for an entire weekend. That's not possible anymore. I am lucky if I can have a few hours in the afternoon all to my craft. I look forward to the day where I can spend every evening before bed crocheting my heart out.

With all that has been going on around here, I took an afternoon while Emily went off to work to have a mini Crocheting Fest all by myself. The entire wall of my bedroom was piled high with boxes of all sorts. It definitely needed …

In Anticipation

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

Calmly we look behind us, on joys and sorrows past,
  We know that all is mercy now, and shall be well at last;
  Calmly we look before us,--we fear no future ill,
  Enough for safety and for peace, if Thou art with us still.

Having spent the morning doing laundry, I wondered how I veered off course so much. I know, it's called laziness. I've always held dear to doing my laundry the minute a load was available. No, I wasn't going to spend my day doing load after load. What am I doing this morning? Laundry. Oh, we so easily fall off our own pedestal. 

I've been feeling lazy in the mornings, not wanting to get up, but stay in bed. I tell myself, my legs are hurting so it's okay, but I know I'm just avoiding the chores. Not only have I fallen behind on lau…

The Room

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

Since trifles make the sum of human things,
  And half our misery from our foibles springs;
  Since life's best joys consist in peace and ease,
  And though but few can serve, yet all can please;
  Oh, let the ungentle spirit learn from hence,
  A small unkindness is a great offence.

If one were to look in my bedroom right now, one would think a bomb exploded in it. In fact, I'm thinking of renaming this bedroom and just calling it the room. There is nothing in here that looks like a bedroom except for a piece of furniture,,,,,the bed/futon. 

 Oh, I'm not complaining. This is my craft room, my bedroom and my office. If it becomes packed with stuff, it's a good thing. That means I have yarn and plenty of donations to deliver. That's a blessing. 

Although, I have been thinking of somehow making it work a little better for me. Making a change in the layout…

Being Green

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

When I have the time so many things I'll do,
To make life happier and more fair
For those whose lives are crowded now with care,
I'll help to lift them from their low despair
When I have time. When I have time the friend I love so well
ays,And cheer his heart with words of sweetest praise,
When I have time. Now is the time! Speed, friend; 
no longer wait
To scatter loving smiles and words of cheer
To those around whose lives are drear;
They may not need you in the far-off year:
Now is the time. --Unknown.

I've always felt different and when I was a little girl, I felt that difference more than any other time in my life. Coming to America from a Communist country, I couldn't have looked more opposite from my fellow neighbors. My name was strange. I mean, who ever heard of the name of Lottie back in the 70's? There were Anne's, Laura's and Susan's, but no Lottie. In fact, that&…

A Peaceful Day

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

O Breath from out the Eternal Silence! 
blowSoftly upon our spirits' barren ground;
The precious fulness of our God bestow,
That fruits of faith, love, reverence may abound

For the first time in a very, very long time, I missed my Women's Bible Study. This may not seem like such a terrible thing, but I just don't do things like that. Commitment means a lot to me and there are times where I make myself push through to get there. Since my radiation, I have days where food can make my colon a little weak and I become sick. Not a very pleasant topic to talk about, but it happens to me. It happened this morning and I didn't make it to Bible study.

A huge guilt came over me. Why didn't I push through this time? I could hear these words whispered in m…

Random Facts About Me

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

Then, O my soul, be ne'er afraid,
  On Him who thee and all things made
    Do thou all calmly rest;
  Whate'er may come, where'er we go,
  Our Father in the heavens must know
    In all things what is best.

I am a people watcher. I love to sit in the back where I have a perfect view of the entire room. I don't like to sit with my back to people, but the other way around. One could tell a lot about someone just by quietly observing them and their behavior with others. The person that we all see sitting on their front porch, knows everything that goes on in their neighborhood. Anything goes down, go directly to them to find out. I could see myself sitting on that front step, crocheting, of course. 

I am a homebody, finding refuge and solace in my own created sanctuary. If I could stay here hidden in my little cocoon, I would be the most happi…

Baby, It's Damp Outside

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

Whatsoe'er our lot may be,
    Calmly in this thought we'll rest,--
  Could we see as Thou dost see,
    We should choose it as the best.

It is damp outside. The moisture hanging heavily in the air anticipating more rain any minute. It has been raining on and off since Friday. The sky is overcast and the temperatures have dropped quite a bit. The cooler weather is welcomed here. All my windows are opened and I'm enjoying the breezes coming through. 

I wish I could say the same about my joints. Nothing but agony, pure sheer agony. I am doing everything to ease my discomfort to no avail. I don't think I can do anything except wait it out. This is my cross to bear. My grandma Berenice always said that we all have a cross to bear in life. None of us are exempt. 

So I …

Time Goes On

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

 What Thou hast given, Thou canst take,
  And when Thou wilt new gifts can make.
    All flows from Thee alone;
  When Thou didst give it, it was Thine;
  When Thou retook'st it, 't was not mine.
    Thy will in all be done.

Going through my papers, updating my address book, I couldn't help wondering what has happened to a lot of the people on our list. Somewhere along the way, we have lost contact with one another. They moved, we moved. They went on to other things, we went on to other things. Where and how did the separation happen?

We all say the same to one another: We'll keep in contact. We'll visit one another. We'll get together real soon. I'll call you. We say these things and yet, rarely go through with them. Why? We become busy, lost in our new job or home or life. We forget. Soon one week turns into a month and that turns into several…

The De-Cluttering Begins

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

Leave God to order all thy ways,
    And hope in Him, whate'er betide;
  Thou 'It find Him in the evil days
    Thy all-sufficient strength and guide;
  Who trusts in God's unchanging love,
  Builds on the rock that nought can move.

So the kitchen is painted and we are left with the realization that somewhere along the way of us living here we have collected way too much stuff. I don't know how this happened. . . again. I know that before we moved here, we de-cluttered plenty! So what happened? Well, it's a problem we all face. We get rid of some things and end up replacing it with new things. Definitely not what we set out to do a few years back. 

With so many things going on around here, many of them uncertain, we have decided to prepare the only way we know. It's t…

A Coloring Contest

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

So here hath been dawning another blue day;
  Think, wilt thou let it slip useless away?
  Out of eternity this new day is born;
  Into eternity at night will return.

Sitting here at my desk this very early morning, I couldn't help but smile. I'm coloring while listening to my daily podcasts of various preachers. What a picture I must make. A woman in her fifties coloring like a little girl. 

My work has sponsored a coloring contest among us employees just for fun. The winner goes home with a survival kit of some sort. There are three coloring pages to choose from, but only one entry per associate. Why not? Being a single woman, I could always use a survival kit. I wonder if it involves a Bible?

I always enter any fun contests that the Company has for it's employees. Some have included the monthly policy and community contests. I have won a few of those,…

Looking Back On The Month

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

Then every tempting form of sin,
Shamed in Thy presence, disappears,
And all the glowing, raptured soul
The likeness it contemplates wears.

There are two more weeks in my Bible study. This has been one of the longest studies I have done. Besides the 11 weeks, there were three days that were cancelled due to the Church having other activities. All in all, from start to finish, it will be 14 weeks total of studying Beth Moore's David. I'm sorry to say this, but I will be glad. 

This has been one of the most emotional studies I have done. There was so much passion in these chapters. It dealt with joy, anger, jealousy, hatred, betrayal and remorse. I feel emotionally drained from all this familial distress. Whew!

Surprisingly, things have been going well around here. The year itself has been disappointing wi…

Time Management

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

O Shadow in a sultry land!
    We gather to Thy breast,
  Whose love, enfolding like the night,
    Brings quietude and rest,
  Glimpse of the fairer life to be,
    In foretaste here possessed.

Time. .. who wouldn't love more time? I certainly would. Every time I hear a sermon on time in Church, I feel ashamed, because God truly has given us enough time in one day to do all we have to do. It should be sufficient for us, but somehow we are never happy. 

If you have followed my journey here on this blog, you have read many of my posts on my lack of time. I'm always searching for better organizational methods in improving time management. I've made several charts to aid in my goal. I have even made schedules of activities. I've tried several, but always ended in failure…

Resting Easy

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

How couldst thou hang upon the cross,
  To whom a weary hour is loss?
  Or how the thorns and scourging brook,
  Who shrinkest from a scornful look?

Rest is something that none of us know how to do. We juggle multiple tasks like a professional, but only for a time. I have seen through my Chronic Illness Group that sleep and rest is something far out of reach. Good sleep and good rest. Eventually, our bodies give out either by exhaustion or sickness.

I can always tell when my body is exhausted and rest is required. I don't fight it. I've long accepted that I no longer have the stamina I once did. It doesn't take much for me to be feeling worn out. 

Emily came into my room this morning inquiring about this weekend's activities. Well, Farmers Market on Saturday and Churc…