Monday, November 29, 2010
Friday, November 26, 2010
Thanksgiving started days beforehand where we cleaned, prepared the home, prepared the cupboards, prepared our hearts.
Thoughtful Jeremy came up with the idea of stringing white lights out by the trees and we've been enjoying them with the early darkness that sets in. Jeremy worked hard on the football viewing area, a kiddie table, and a downsstairs fire. The big kids and little ones staightened shoes, brought in firewood, peeled potatoes, swept the floors, put away toys. Many contributed to the Gratitude Jar.
My niece Maddie munches on crackers. Well many crackers actually ;)
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
In the land that is plentiful
Where Your streams of abundance flow
Blessed be Your name
Blessed Be Your name
When I'm found in the desert place
Though I walk through the wilderness
Blessed Be Your name
Every blessing You pour out
I'll turn back to praise
When the darkness closes in, Lord
Still I will say
Blessed be the
name of the Lord
Abraham counted the stars. I count His wonders. The Name above all names. The Source of all that is good, and right, and true. I can't help but sing His praise when I turn my heart's gaze to His throne, which is one of a Father whose love never fails.
- A God who is for me, hears my prayers, is ready to give wisdom when I ask, and He's working all things out for good
- He is in control
- Peace that protects the heart
- Moments that fill up a day in which we share. Slow and patient time, understanding, love, compassion, these qualities of Him I ask for, set my sights on, pray for God to work in me.
- November evening cool air
- soul rest
- heart to hearts with kindred spirits
- Playing horses with a little one
- Andrea's home
- a friend's healing
Sunday, November 21, 2010
"Eph kept up a glorious fire, and superintended the small boys, who popped corn and whittled boats on the hearth; while Roxy and Rhody dressed corncob dolls in the settle corner, and Bose, the brindled mastiff, lay on the braided mat, luxuriously warming his old legs. Thus employed, they made a pretty picture, these rosy boys and girls, in their homespun suits, with the rustic toys or tasks which most children nowadays would find very poor or tiresome."
Eph took his fiddle and scraped away to his heart`s content in the parlor, while the girls, after a short rest, set the table and made all ready to dish up the dinner when that exciting moment came. It was not at all the sort of table we see now, but would look very plain and countrified to us, with its green-handled knives, and two-pronged steel forks, its red-and-white china, and pewter platters, scoured till they shone, with mugs and spoons to match, and a brown jug for the cider. The cloth was coarse, but white as snow, and the little maids had seen the blue-eyed flax grow, out of which their mother wove the linen; they had watched and watched while it bleached in the green meadow. They had no napkins and little silver; but the best tankard and Ma`s few wedding spoons were set forth in state. Nuts and apples at the corners gave an air, and the place of honor was left in the middle for the oranges yet to come.
"Don`t it look beautiful?" said Prue, when they paused to admire the general effect.
The story is here
Saturday, November 20, 2010
so that we may grow in wisdom.
I cleaned and the house got messy again, and then I cleaned again. We went outside and I enjoyed the air, the sights, the laughter. We worked on not screaming, and not pushing each other's buttons to purposely hurt another's feelings.
There is a piliated woodpecker in this tree eating the grapes. The leaves are gone, and November skies are still pretty.
Lots of hula hoop games.
Friday, November 19, 2010
and armed yourself with mighty strength.
with their pounding waves
and silenced the shouting of the nations.
stand in awe of your wonders.
From where the sun rises to where it sets,
you inspire shouts of joy.
making it rich and fertile.
The river of God has plenty of water;
it provides a bountiful harvest of grain,
for you have ordered it so.
melting the clods and leveling the ridges.
You soften the earth with showers
and bless its abundant crops.
even the hard pathways overflow with abundance.
and the hillsides blossom with joy.
and the valleys are carpeted with grain.
They all shout and sing for joy!
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Monday, November 15, 2010
So while the pull of money stress are clouds that infect the skies, I remind my soul that God is my provider. Life is not the bank account, life is not the merchandise in the malls, life is not having a feast every night on the table.
Proverbs 10:16 The earnings of the godly enhance their lives ...
knowing God, knowing Love, worshiping Him, loving and serving my family, loving and serving my neighbor.
So we do what we can and ask in prayer for needs to be met.
I ask Him to help my eyes be opened to His care. Especially when I'm struggling.
Because there are people to love
their hearts need loving and attention, and listening
and their clothes need washing and ironing and folding
and there are peanut butter and jelly sandwiches to make
pictures to admire
stories to read
instructions and discipline to be given
and some things are too heavy for a mom's shoulders to bear
and it's so very, very, very good to be His.
Today I'm thankful for:
- long Sunday afternoon walk through the nearby Stone Fort's grounds
- children rolling, tumbling down the steep hill
- opportunities to read a good book
- my Mom, a fellow pilgrim whom I keep growing closer in heart to
- my daughter who sees the hearts' cries and speaks it loud
- a tiny little note made in a Sunday School class that says "Thank you for taking care of me when I'm sick."
- Honesty, integrity, difficult conversations, seasoned with Grace
- a big ham in the fridge that will make the house smell all sorts of wonderful today
- a gentleman's hand that I love to hold.
Sunday, November 14, 2010
AW Tozer, God's Pursuit of Man