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What Have You Done With Your Life?

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What have you done with your soul, 
my friend?
Where is the ray you were wont to send,
Glancing bright through the outer night,
Touching with hope what was dark before,
Glimmering on to the further shore? --Arthur C. Benson.
I would rephrase that first line; What have you done with your life, my friend? In the end, we all want our lives to have mattered, to be remembered for something. I am always looking for things that I can pass on to my children and grandchildren. Maybe, some small heirloom figurines or carousels? A crocheted blanket or two? A happy moment or two?

Honestly, in the end, it's all about the memories. Only when we have a relationship with the people in our lives can there be memories and by that I mean good memories. That's what I want with everyone, good memories that they can relive them over and over again. That comes with work.

If we care how our relationships with oth…

The Noise Around Us

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There's many a time when the bitterest thing
Is said without reason, and God knows
The courage it takes to suffer the sting,
By hiding the wounds that the heart shows. There's many a sob we bravely keep down
For the sake of old times revered so,
There's many a head with thorns for a crown
Where kisses would soon make the heart glow. --Edwin Leibfreed.
It is so easy to get lost in the trivial bits of our life. The world is basically screaming at us from all corners. Be like me. Try this. Do it like this. Like me. Take care of me. Notice me. I'm in pain! Life is becoming harder and harder. The world is so full of hurting people, all crying out and searching for peace. 

I find myself longing for the Fridays of this world to come faster each week. I try to lock myself away in the sanctuary of my apartment. There is peace here. There is quiet. The problem is that they disappear so qu…

Again At A Standstill

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Quench thou the fires of hate and strife,
    The wasting fever of the heart;
  From perils guard our feeble life,
    And to our souls Thy peace impart.
J. H. NEWMAN, Tr. 

So the latest from the work front is that we are at a standstill. We will not be moving forward with the new Company starting November 1. It has been postponed until a whole month later, December 1. We all have been on tender hooks all week long, working a lot of overtime to finish up our orders by the due date. We have made adjustments to our lifestyle for the three closing dates we were to be closed without pay for the change to occur. We made accommodations by allotting some vacation days for those dates all to no avail.

Now, that doesn't mean we are not being transitioned from New Avon LLC to Fareva, because…

When We Fall Back

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Stilled now be every anxious care;
  See God's great goodness everywhere;
  Leave all to Him in perfect rest:
  He will do all things for the best.
FROM THE GERMAN.

There is something about losing control that keeps us awake at night. It stays with us for days, this feeling of regret and remorse. I hate losing control. It could be something very small like a raising of my voice or a moment where we didn't behave in the right way. It will stay with me. 

You see, I do not have the capacity within me to love people I don't like. I find it extremely difficult to do so. This is not easy to admit. It is terrible, for we are here to love one another, yet, I find it difficult. So what does that have to do with losing control?

Well, I lose patience with difficult people or unlikable people. You know what I mean. There are all sorts of characters in the world, all sorts. It's ea…

Oatmeal Craisin Cookies

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'Mid pleasures and palaces 
though we may roam,
Be it ever so humble, 
there's no place like home!
A charm from the skies seems
 to hallow us there,
Which, sought through the world, 
is ne'er met with elsewhere.
Home! home! sweet, sweet home!
There's no place like home! --John Howard Payne.
I've had oatmeal cookies on my mind for days now. I like them with either cranberries or raisins. Either is fine with me, especially since we just bought freshly ground whole wheat flour. 

So I said to Emily that maybe we should make some cookies. The next thing I know, she whips up a batch in a mere ten minutes. That is why she is the cook around here. I certainly am no match for her abilities. I never cease to be amazed by what she can do in the kitchen.

The cookies are made and I make a post on Facebook about these cookies. I rece…

A Mere Week Left

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In love, if love be love, if love be ours,
Faith and unfaith can ne'er be equal powers:
Unfaith in aught is want of faith in all.
It is the little rift within the lute
That by and by will make the music mute,
And ever widening slowly silence all.
The little rift within the lover's lute,
Or little pitted speck in garner'd fruit,
That rotting inward slowly molders all.
It is not worth the keeping: let it g
But shall it? Answer, darling, answer no.
And trust me not at all or all in all.
--Alfred Tennyson.


We are a week away from my old company being no more. As of November 1, Avon Morton Grove will no longer exist. All weekend long, I have been seeing my co-workers posting on social media (especially the younger ones) how sorry they are to see it go. They are being nostalgic since the majority of th…

Baby, It's Really Cold Outside

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Still heavy is thy heart?
    Still sink thy spirits down?
  Cast off the weight, let fear depart,
    And every care be gone.
P. GERHARDT.


Boy, the weather has certainly changed around here. Some people claim we had sleet the other day. I think we did. The wind was so severe, one could hear the howling of it outside. 
Winter is just around the corner. 

This weekend, I ran around with the thought of Winter fast upon my heels. There was so much to do around the apartment that I couldn't tarry any longer. The windows had to be weatherstripped with plastic. These are not very good insulated windows that we have. The last apartment had  great windows and we didn't have to do anything to them for the five years we lived there. We just locked them into place and we were snug all Winter. Not so here.

We al…

Old Battle Wounds

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I heard a voice in the darkness singing
(That was a valiant soul I knew),
And the joy of his song was a wild bird winging
Swift to his mate through a sky of blue. And his song was of love and all its bringing
And of certain day when the night was through;
I raised my eyes where the hope was springing,
And I think in his heaven God smiled too
(That was a valiant soul I knew). --J. Stalker.
I receive multitude of e-mails daily that I have subscribed to many years ago. I don't want to miss out on anything. These subscriptions vary from all types of subjects and I like it like that! This one surprised me a bit, because in a way, I am dealing with this subject. Hmm, gets one thinking if this is something that should be taking cared of now.

I love question and answer time! Whenever we get together as a family with Joe and Aubs., we…

The Chaotic Pantry

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Chance cannot touch me! 
Time cannot hush me!
Fear, 
Hope, and longing,
 at strife;
Sink as I rise, on, on,
 upward forever,
Gathering strength, 
gaining breath--
Naught can sever
Me from the Spirit of Life. --Margaret Fuller.
My beautifully organized pantry of old has turned into a chaotic mess! I would take a picture, but I'm way too embarrassed. Every time I walk inside, I imagine all of it tumbling down on top of me. I hate a mess! I detest clutter of any kind! To me, it just represent the mess in my life. 

Do I feel as if my life is a mess right now? Yes! I need order and stability. Right now, I have neither. There is this longing inside of me, a deep yearning and it cannot be materialized. Hence, the insecurity, the instability, the unease. Ugh, life is so hard!

I've been slowly cleaning up the shelves in tha…

Just Share It: Anne Graham Lotz

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If my shut eyes should dare their lids to part,
  I know how they must quail beneath the blaze
  Of Thy Love's greatness. No; I dare not raise
  One prayer, to look aloft, lest it should gaze
  On such forgiveness as would break my heart.
H. S. SUTTON.

As many of you know, Anne Graham Lotz is going through chemotherapy as we speak. Her cancer happens to be breast cancer, one that has affected so many women. Today, she posted on her devotional this message about death. I wanted to share with you her story as it continues to unfold. She is an encouragement to us all, as is any cancer journey. All of us survivors are a testimony to our living God and His goodness. 


No Fear of DeathBy: Anne Graham Lotz Since the children have flesh and blood, he (Jesus) too shared in their humanity so that by his de…

This Is Life

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I can hear these violets chorus     To the sky's benediction above;   And we all are together lying     On the bosom of Infinite Love.  Oh, the peace at the heart of Nature!     Oh, the light that is not of day!   Why seek it afar forever,     When it cannot be lifted away? W. C. GANNETT.
We officially slept in today, waking well after 9:30 a.m.Yes, believe it alright. We came home late last night, tired and worn out from an exhausting day at work. Both of us have been struggling lately with our work situations and we were mentally drained. We stayed up well into the night sharing with each other our sorrows. Sometimes, we all need a good cry, don't we? Sometimes, we all need a shoulder to lean on.

I wish I could tell you everything has been resolved, but unfortunately this isn't a …

Uncommon Friendships

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  I cannot feel
  That all is well, when darkening clouds conceal
      The shining sun;
      But then, I know
  He lives and loves; and say, since it is so,
      Thy will be done.
S. G. BROWNING.

Uncommon friendships, there are the rare ones where love and respect truly resides..

1.Uncommon friends can speak their minds without fear.
Do you have a friend like that? I've had many girlfriends where I thought we could actually speak like that to one another without offense. Well, let me tell you, be careful when doing so. I have found that the generational rules have changed when it come to friendships. To me, a friend was a friend forever. It isn't so any longer. People are placed in compartments of different type of relationships. 

2. Uncommon friends can share their hearts without shame.
Absolutely! Folks, I have finally been blessed with some grown women friends. By that I…

A Crocheting Life

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 It is not that I feel less weak,
 but Thou
  Wilt be my strength; 
it is not that I see
  Less sin;
 but more of pardoning love with Thee,
    And all-sufficient grace. 
Enough! And now
  All fluttering thought is stilled;
 I only rest,
  And feel that Thou art near, 
and know that I am blest.
F. R. HAVERGAL.


I think it's very obvious how much I love to crochet. It wasn't always the case. In fact, even though I learned how to crochet as a child, I didn't pick it up again until the age of 42 years old. I have written about that time of my life on numerous occasions so I won't bore my regular readers. 


When I reflect on these past 11 or so years, I find it sad, because I could have spent my youth crocheting as well. Why didn't I use it then? I could have clothed so many more people…

The Underdog

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In the bitter waves of woe,
    Beaten and tossed about
  By the sullen winds that blow
    From the desolate shores of doubt,
  Where the anchors that faith has cast
    Are dragging in the gale,
  I am quietly holding fast
    To the things that cannot fail.
WASHINGTON GLADDEN.


I've  always sided with the underdog and in the Bible, there are many of them. I've always been able to relate to the people in the Bible, especially the ones that no one else understood nor wanted around. Take the woman at the well. How many of us have actually been that woman at one time or another? The same can be said of others in the Bible. We all have been there.

Take the Mary/Martha story. Honestly, it has been difficult for me to understand this Bible story. My son Joey, the Pastor, would remark: " Mom, if …

Just Share It: John Piper

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Never yet was a springtime,
Late though lingered the snow,
That the sap stirred not at the whisper
Of the south wind, sweet and low;
Never yet was a springtime
When the buds forgot to blow. Ever the wings of the summer
Are folded under the mold;
Life that has known no dying,
Is Love's, to have and to hold,
Till, sudden, the burgeoning Easter!
The song! the green and the gold! --Margaret E. Sangster
I have always loved a good old fashioned storm, especially if I was on the inside. To me, storms are a great representation of God's Power. Just sit down and watch one in action and you will be amazed at the strength and beauty of God's handiwork! The next time you witness a storm, sit back and take a moment to admire the beauty of it.