Monday, January 18, 2010

1000 Gifts: A weekend visit


After a wonderful weekend with our very best friends
(though without a single photo to show for it :),
with a heart overwhelmed by His amazing grace,
with a spirit refreshed
and a soul restored,
I give thanks.

"Now, our God, we give You thanks,
and praise Your glorious name."

1 Chronicles 29:13

0285
God's gift of friendship

0286
the tie that binds

0287
relationships that only strengthen with time

0288
confidences shared, struggles understood, and praises... rejoicings... together

0289
questions answered, her help freely given

0290
and prayers.... shared prayers

0291
precious children and the sound of laughter

0292
healthy bodies and energy galore!

0293
train tracks and Wii games

0294
treasure hunts and woods-walks

0295
airplanes and rockets

0296
new movies and popcorn

0297
restful sleep

0298
thoughtful companions

0299
a church service together, a shared pew, voices raised, family in Christ

0300
promises of another visit soon

0301
and very. best. friends.

"A hug is worth a thousand words.
A friend is worth more."

-- author unknown


holy experience

and my list continues...

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

For my mom...

who's missing her grandkids & lamenting the
end of the Christmas season... all at once :)

And for me.... because I needed a late-morning break...
because it's been one of those days...
because evidently my children ate pure sugar for breakfast, and as a result, my home is now a crazy-high-energy battle ground. A game of capture the flag meets tackle football... even Lolli is playing along.

So far, no injuries.

And all this after Big Man-- who had almost completed his last workbook exercise-- reported that he just didn't "have enough energy to finish the goats." I guess those goats were simply too labor-intensive.

Meanwhile, here I sit-- blogging for therapy... blogging for relief... blogging for my mama :)

Thankfully, I found a few photos tucked away from our Christmas holiday... a few snapshots of the kiddos (both young and older... not old :) at her house on the hill... sledding and speeding and hollering down the side of the mountain in what remained of our Christmas-break blizzard.

So here you go, ma... just for you... with much, much love :)
















Monday, January 11, 2010

1000 Gifts: Everyday things


The true way to live is to enjoy every moment as it passes,
and surely it is in the everyday things
that the beauty of life lies.

--Laura Ingalls Wilder

0264
a clean dog, a healing dog, a happy dog

0265
and one medicine scratched off his very lengthy list

0266
afternoon naps


0267
ipods & earphones, music to share, a few favorite tunes and new dance moves for all

0268
the Bee Jees (thanks Pops!), 4 silly children, laughter galore and that 70's swing

0269
a clean kitchen, a thoughtful husband

0270
busy hands, a creative mind


0271
swim lesson excitement

0272
healthy appetites


0273
healthy food


0274
and willing eaters


0275
shared stories


0276
developing speech (in my almost 2-year old) and new words spoken, every single day

0277
Bible study with my boys

0278
warm blankets, central heat

0279
the television turned off

0280
boys that haven't outgrown their mama's lap

0281
melting snow

0282
a Mighty Fortress

0283
His comfort

0284
mercy

"I love you, O LORD, my strength.
The LORD is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer;
my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge.
He is my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold.
I call to the LORD, who is worthy of praise,
and I am saved from my enemies."

Psalm 18: 1-3


holy experience

and the list continues...



Friday, January 8, 2010

My 2010 book list

Alrighty, it's a new year, and you know what that means... time for a new book list! Last April, I started reading again (for pleasure, that is :) and at the time, I shared a list ... an overly ambitious list... of titles that I wanted to tackle first and foremost. Well, I made it through many of them (and a few additional ones, too), but lots of those books never made it off the library shelf (or my own, for that matter :). I still want to read every single one of those selections very much, so as I worked on compiling my new list, I decided to just tack those guys on to the end of this one. That makes for a whole lotta books, but who knows? I'm starting in January (as opposed to late April last year), and I'm having a ball! I'm also marveling at some of these great works-- the fact that I never read them before! Anyhoo... as I like to say, onward and upward! To books!

In no particular order:

Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen
The Glass Castle by Jeanette Walls
Death Comes for the Archbishop by Willa Cather
A Dog's Life by Peter Mayle
The Testament by John Grisham
Anne of Windy Poplars by L.M. Montgomery
Hotel on the Corner of Bitter and Sweet by Jamie Ford
April 1865 by Jay Winik
I am David by Anne Holm
The Robe by Lloyd C. Douglas
Love & Respect by Dr. Emerson Eggerichs
Watership Down by Richard Adams
Uncle Tom's Cabin by Harriet Beecher Stowe
Animal, Vegetable, Miracle: A Year of Food Life by Barbara Kingsolver
The Dean's Watch by Elizabeth Goudge
William Henry is a Fine Name by Cathy Gohlke
The Divine Mentor by Wayner Cordeiro
Gone With the Wind by Margaret Mitchell
Black Beauty by Anna Sewell
Gods and Kings by Lynn Austin
Number the Stars by Lois Lowry
Animal Farm by George Orwell
Crazy Love by Francis Chan
1776 by David McCullough
John Adams by David McCullough
Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte
Going Rogue by Sarah Palin
The Outliers by Malcolm Gladwell

And from last year's list:

A Tree Grows in Brooklyn by Betty Smith
The Count of Monte Cristo by Alexandra Dumas
Mere Christianity by C.S. Lewis
Deconstructing Penguins: Parents, Kids, and the Bond of Reading by Lawrence Goldstone
Little Women by Louisa May Alcott
The Mysterious Benedict Society by Trenton Lee Stewart
My Antonia by Willa Cather
Three Cups of Tea by Greg Mortenson
Cheaper by the Dozen by Frank Gilbreth
I Dared to Call Him Father by Bilquis Sheikh
David Copperfield by Charles Dickens
The Silver Chalice by Thomas B. Castain
The Bronze Bow by Elizabeth George Speare
The Scarlet Pimpernel by Baroness Emma Orczy

Whew! Lots-o-books to keep me busy in the weeks and months to come. And if I've missed any one's favorites, please, please, please pass along a few more titles! I've been out of the literary loop for so long... I need more worthwhile choices!

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

The next installment, so to speak


Years ago, when Chris and I adopted our very first dog, we started a trend...
each of our male dogs has been named for a Civil War General.
A Confederate General, to be more precise.

Now at the time we didn't realize we were doing such a thing;
it just sorta turned out that way.
And as the years passed
and a few more canines found their way to our doorstep,
that trend continued.
(yes, my husband-- the history buff-- initiated this pattern,
and the rest is, well... history :)

First there was Jackson.
Then there came Beauregard.
Next in line was Mosby.
And now, our most recent installment...

Ferguson!


I know, he's quite the sight right now, but I've gotta tell you, he's one of the sweetest little boys in town! Our family adopted him on New Year's Eve from a wonderful rescue league here in our area, and his tail hasn't stopped wagging since. To say that we are absolutely smitten with him would be an understatement... he's cruised right in to our hearts and taken up residence with all the other pups we hold so dear.

Now, for a brief explanantion: when Annie died last spring, Mosby was forced to fly solo around this joint. And while we all adore him beyond measure, we soon began to miss the pitter patter of additional paws. So eventually, we decided to start searching for another playmate. Now we didn't intentionally seek the most pathetic creature in town; again... it just sorta happened that way, for once we stumbled upon Ferg, we knew he was the one. You see, Chris and I have a passion for pups. All pups, but especially the downcast and the outcast, the unlovely and the unloved... and this little guy fit that bill perfectly. He's probably one year old (two at best), and at the risk of overstating the very, very obvious, he's been sorely mistreated and terribly neglected. I'm not sure how well it comes across in the photo, but I'd estimate that half the fur on his little body is gone...gone!... due to mange and other untreated skin ailments (see all that pink skin??), and in addition to the raw misery such conditions create, he's also battling an abcessed eye, a double ear infection, multiple secondary infections due to lack of timely medical care, and an emaciated frame. Thankfully, our substantial arsenal of meds is already making a difference, and the good, good eats we're pumping in daily are starting to pack on a few pounds. It's also quite amazing-- what a little bit (or a lot-a-bit!) of attention and love and good old-fashioned TLC will do~

So, Ferg's the new man on the block... and Mosby thinks he's quite swell. The boys are quite tickled with him, too, and they're glad we decided as a family to pick him. It's been very rewarding to watch them take a very active role in his care, and it's been really neat to see baby steps of physical/healthy progess each and every day. And his tail... his long tan tail with a white-tipped end continues to wag and wag and wag at an ever-increasing rate! Now that's a treat!

It still amazes me, though-- with each medicine I serve, with each meal I prepare-- with each touch across his sickly form-- that someone... some unfit misfit of a person... could actually allow one of God's creatures to end up like this. It's reprehensible & utterly inexcusable, but I don't think anyone would argue that point with me right now :)

So... when all is said and done, this little guy is going to be quite the gem! With a new coat and a healthy frame, Ferguson will surely be one of the most handsome-- and most loved-- little guys on the block!


And hopefully, in the months and years to come, I'll be able to share more stories like this... more success stories, I pray, should the LORD provide us with even more opportunites to open our doors wide to the unwanted and the unloved... to the abandoned and the forsaken... to those who have seen the other side of the tracks... that they might finish out their days, if only for a very brief time, with us... that they might know what it feels like to be loved.

Cause there's just nothing greater than that.

Monday, January 4, 2010

1000 Gifts: Rejoicing


With a heart full of gratitude,
with a heart in awe of His mercy,
with a heart overwhelmed by His grace...
I give thanks.


0245
a Christmas Eve service, a time to rejoice... with songs of deliverance, our candles held high

0246
the gift of His Word and His promises... true

0247
a time of celebration, a time to give thanks... a time to remember the gift of His love

0248
the soft glow of lights, a roaring fire, sleeping babes, the anticipation of things to come

0249
a silent night


0250
and then... a white Christmas on the mountain with Grandmom & Pops



0251
eyes of wonder and eyes of delight

0252
and children-- never-tiring, always-laughing, ever-smiling... priceless gifts

0253
Super Mario pajamas, a Transformers helmet, an acoustic guitar,
and the imagination of a 5-year old


0254
family traditions... stockings on the table... an orange in the bottom... precious memories



0255
big Uncle Dave and his family... they made it!

0256
more homemade doughnuts, fabulous feasts, laughter around the table... all of us

0257
new games & old, sled races & snow, cousins together, fun all around... family

0258
silly boys


0259
funny faces & favorite jokes


0260
and laps that always have room

0261
Everyone together... the grandkids, all well... music & dancing... rejoicing

0262
a wonderful year and the new one to come

0263
new opportunities,
and family to share them all

"Give thanks to the LORD, call on His name;
make known among the nations what He has done.
Sing ot Him, sing praise to Him;
tell of all His wonderful acts."

Psalm 105: 1-2


holy experience


and the list continues...

Friday, January 1, 2010

Happy New Year!



So this morning it's 2010.
A whole new year.
A whole new calendar.
A whole new date to write on my checks!
(and to think I was finally writing 2009 with ease :)

Truth be told, I'm having a hard time with it all... believing it's already 2010, that is.
I mean, just yesterday weren't we singing & grooving to
Prince's ever-popular hit, 1999??
And weren't we preparing to usher in a whole new millenium??
And weren't we preparing for Y2K and other unexpected surprises??

Um, no.
But it sure seems like we were.

It's funny-- every year I struggle with this...
the whole passage-of-time thing.
you know, that one tiny facet of God's creation plan that requires that
children actually grow up.
That I grow older.
That the days seemlessly pass from one to the next.
I just can't seem to fully accept this tidbit, and with each new year I always wonder,
how did that happen??
And, where did the time go??

Ah well. Ready or not, it's time to face the facts.
It is indeed 2010;
there are no two ways about it.
And since today truly is the first day of a new year,
I'm betting that the minds of most normal folks are already churning & burning
over a lengthy list of those ever elusive, yet always hoped-for,
resolutions!
I know mine usually is.
It seems that every year I make them, and every year I break them...
because for some reason or another I never seem to muster the determination
needed to see the bulk of them through to completion.
But each year I try-- surely, this year will be different, I always say.
But it never is.
Maybe it's a discipline thing with me--
perhaps I just don't have enough of it.

Or maybe-- and more likely-- it's not really a discipline thing at all,
but a focus thing.
Maybe my focus is/was wrong.
Maybe the things I've been seeking to change aren't really all that important
in the grand scheme of things.
Maybe, just maybe, all those projects I tackled, all those errands I ran,
all those decisions I made... maybe all those good things that monopolized my time
were just that... good.
But not best.

"Martha, Martha," the LORD answered,
"you are worried and upset about many things,
but only one thing is needed.
Mary has chosen what is better,
and it will not be taken away from her."

Luke 10:41-42

You see, I'm beginning to think I'm a bit like Martha.
Busy, busy, busy--
serving in countless ways--
but rarely wise enough to choose as Mary chose...
to simply sit at His feet-- amidst the chaos, amidst the noise--
and soak up His every Word.

I don't think Martha's choice was necessarily a bad one,
it just wasn't the best one.
And oh, how I could learn a thing or two from her example.

More precious time at the feet of my Savior.
More quiet time in prayer.
More regular feasts upon His everlasting Word.



So... perhaps this year, it's time for a new plan.
A new adventure.
A new opportunity.
A new commitment.

With no resolutions.
No decisions to eat less & exercise more.
No conscious decisions to finally get all those house projects done or
to ultimately please that one person who never quite approves.
No... perhaps it's time to finally focus all my energies on a goal
that has absolutely nothing to do with empty promises and worldly desires,
but everything to do with one single relationship--
the one I share with my heavenly Father above.



You see, this year I'm gonna get it right.
Because when the Father is in His proper place--
at the top of my priority pyramid--
everything else falls into its proper place.
Just as it should.

"So we fix our eyes not on what is seen,
but on what is unseen.
"For what is seen is temporary,
but what is unseen is eternal"

2 Corinthians 4:18

One day at a time, one choice at a time, one prayer at a time.

And by His power & grace, it'll happen.

It'll be a whole new year.



One last little thought--
the other day I picked up Priscilla Shirer's latest book, And We Are Changed,
and before I even reached the table of contents, I read through her dedication page,
just out of curiosity. Now sometimes I read such entries, and
other times I just skip right over them. This time, I chose to read the words
she so thoughtfully expressed to her brother,
and I was impressed. In awe. A bit envious, even.

To Anthony:

For living a life of unbridled devotion to God

For stepping out and away from the crowd

For being different

For never acquiescing

For using your talents for Him and Him alone

For not straddling the fence

For leaving the cocoon of mediocrity behind

For living radically and outlandishly for God...


Wow.

Oh, to think that one day... just maybe...
someone might be able to say those very things about me...

Could there be anything better than that??

"Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses,
let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles,
and let us run with perseverance the race marked out before us.
Let us fix our eyes on Jesus,
the author and perfecter of our faith,
who for the joy set before him endured the cross,
scorning its shame,
and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God."

Hebrews 12: 1-2