30 October 2010

I love these

I'm posting these because it's the last Saturday in October and tomorrow is the Hollow Weenie and because fall is amazing.
I like the feeling these photos evoke for me.  Ah, the good ole Hipstamatic app!

Hope your weekend is happy!











29 October 2010

Yard Sale

A stomach bug has been visiting the various members of our family.  While not pleasant, it's certainly not been as bad as it could have been. 
However, two kids have vomited at school.  Lucy is too young to be embarrassed by this.
Theo, while old enough to be embarrassed, is mostly just amazed by the weirdness of it all.

When I picked him up from school after the "incident", he kept wanting to recount to me all the details of how it all went down (or up, as it were).

For example:  "It was so weird.  One minute I was just going to get a drink and then suddenly I was barfing."

He would keep on talking about it and then say, "Okay, can we PLEASE stop talking about this?!"
And then moments later he would start back in with the contemplative musings about throwing up.

If you're friends with me on Facebook, you already know this one, but I must share it here.
As we discussed WHY people vomit, I told him that it is a way for the body to get rid of stuff it doesn't like or want.
Theo agreed:  "Yeah, it's like a yard sale for your body."


Exactly.

28 October 2010

On growing older (and who isn't?!?)

Last week, I had a very bad day at school.  As in, I cried TWICE before lunchtime.


That night at home, I was in John's arms telling him about the horrible day.  Our 10- year-old saw me and came to pat my shoulder.

"Mom," he said consolingly, "forty isn't THAT old," as if that MUST have been the reason for my sorrow.

I'm turning 40 in little more than a week.  In my church, that is OLD.  That is really, really up there.  That is, like, MIDDLE-AGED!

I don't feel bad about it.
  
In fact, I feel great.  I feel the great privilege of talking with the younger women about the early days of marriage, the early days of babies and toddlers, the sleeplessness, the wondering what your life is about.  I love the honor of walking with the single women, of encouraging them, of talking about God's calling on our lives, of praying with and for them.

I wouldn't have this honor if I hadn't walked through these years myself.  The Lord has been so very faithful, has blessed me with encouragement and instruction all the way through my life with Him (and even before, in the years that He was chasing after me).

A few night ago, a younger mother sought my advice about parenting.  
Ahem, ME?!  The one who struggles with anger, the impatient one, the one who wonders WHEN WILL GOD EVER EVER EVER change me? 


Glory to God, I actually had something to say to her.  What I told her was that the things that make us the most angry reveal the things we truly worship.  When does the anger rise up in me?  When my plans go awry?  When my children don't conform perfectly to my will?  When I'm disrespected or put down?  Perhaps I am looking to control to give me life.  Perhaps I am looking to appearances to give me life.  Where am I seeking to find my hope and peace and worth and LIFE apart from Christ?

Let me be bold and say that if you don't think you have any idols, you are mistaken.

This growing older is God's grace.  It is Christ's work in me.  It is my loving Father, leading me through every circumstance, loving me all the while.  He hears, He remembers, He knows (see Exodus).  He cannot but love us.

In my darkest hours, I have wondered at the truth that Jesus yearns toward me, and is more willing to help than I am willing to believe that He is willing!


Friends, with tears I can say that God IS changing me.  The hardest places now show a bit of give.  The thorniest heart now has a bit of softness.

The one who calls you is faithful and HE WILL DO IT.


Joining with Emily by God's grace today.  Go read.




27 October 2010

The Hollow Weenie is coming

We listened to a children's radio program on XM a few years ago in which a skunk, called Loofa, was scared of the Hollow Weenie.
Ever since then, I just CANNOT call this "holiday" by its real name.  I must call it The Hollow Weenie.
And just WHAT is the point of this "holiday" anyway?  I find it quite weird.
Maybe I'm just a party-pooper of a mom, but I don't feel like shelling out for all the STUFF that goes into this one (lame) day:  costumes (even if you make them, they cost money!), pumpkins for everyone, candy, decorations.  I just don't have the brain strength for this one!
Anyway, participate we shall.  And WE'LL LIKE IT!!
Here's the line up:
1 kitty cat
1 Native American 
1 James Bond
1 yet-to-be-determined
PS  If we're going as a family to a Halloween open house, do the grown-ups need to dress up?  If so, uh oh.
What do you think?

oops, already posted that pic!  oh well, pumpkins are always appropriate blog fodder


25 October 2010

1000 Gifts...1000!

O World, I cannot hold thee close enough!
Thy winds, thy wide grey skies!
Thy mists that roll and rise!
Thy woods, this autumn day, that ache and sag
And all but cry with colour!  That gaunt crag
To crush!  To lift the lean of that black bluff!
World, World, I cannot get thee close enough!

- from "God's World", Edna St. Vincent Millay
with thanks to Kathy Alwood for pointing me to it!
 Continuing the list of thanks to my Father for these things:

0984  John's cooking
0985  prayers
0986  fellowship of the Body of believers
0987  the leaves!!  the leaves!!
0988  children noticing and admiring beauty
0989  the public bus
0990  a new toaster - 4 slices all at once!  Fancy, I know.
0991  RED:  chairs, shoes, necklaces, leaves, skies, paint, etc etc
0992  October baseball (it's fun even without the Red Sox!)
0993  Theo and his friend showing up at our house with a hamster in a hamster ball
0994  quiet
0995  a peaceful (yet busy) weekend; peace in business
0996  my students who are so awesome and funny and sweet
0997  thinking about our callings
0998  only TWO MORE til 1000!!!
0999  colored pumpkins
1000  our BURNING BUSH!  Isn't that the best name?






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24 October 2010

Weekend Haikus

(with apologies to the strict form of haiku)

The floors are so cold
Before the heat gets turned on
Why be so stingy?

****


Riding the warm bus
The driver is scaring me
Good friend to talk to


****


Tall boy with two friends
He was wearing blue sneakers
Toting three pizzas

****

Canopies of gold
The sky makes me want to nap
Wearing my slippers

****

The week's second day
Thoughts of lunches and homework
Thankful for Lord's Day


Hope you all had a great weekend!  Getting my list ready to join with Ann tomorrow.

21 October 2010

Breathe

Ruach means breath
and Spirit.
"When you send forth your Spirit, they are created"
I've been holding my breath,
Taking only shallow sips of air,
of Spirit
"When you take away their breath, they die"
Or, when they forget to breathe
they die.
Ruach
I need deep draughts
To the depth of my diaphragm,
my being
"You renew the face of the ground"
Renew my face, O Lord.

inspired by Psalm 104
"These all look to you to give them their food in due season.  When you give it to them, they gather it up; when you open your hand, they are filled with good things."

Linking with Emily and the others today. 



18 October 2010

Mid October Thanks

 

Glory be to God for dappled things - 
For skies of couple-colour as a brinded cow...
All things counter, orginal, spare, strange;
Whatever is fickle, freckled (who knows how?)
With swift, slow; sweet, sour; adazzle, dim; 
He fathers-forth whose beauty is past change:
                            Praise him.  
 - Gerard Manley Hopkins, "Pied Beauty" 


Worries creep.  Anxiety becomes a friend who visits all the day:  wakes with me, and puts me to bed at night.
To counter, I must keep counting the blessings, with my friend, Ann, and all the others.  Praise Him for the body.
One Sunday, preacher asked us:  Are you crazy to be here?  Or are you desperate?
My answer:  Desperate.


0968  green leaves tipped with gold
0969  things coming full circle
0970  how God lets things germinate
0971  pumpkins from Trader Joe's
0972  napping with Lucy
0973  wearing a scarf
0974  the boys saying, "It smells SO GOOD in here!" (and it's chickpea leek soup!)
0975  chocolate chip cookies
0976  tears in worship
0977  naked Barbies on the stairs
0978  Belle and Sebastian's new CD
0979  tiny eggs from the farm down the road
0980  my orange boots
0981  frying eggs
0982  a message from a funny friend
0983  my husband




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17 October 2010

Kat and Todd: 10.10.10



As you know, last Sunday was 10.10.10!  It was also Kat and Todd's beautiful wedding in Vermont.  
Here are some things I loved about it:

...driving through New Hampshire and Vermont to get there!  Thanks for making us do that, Kat!
...my company (and chauffeurs) for the drive, Christian and Emily.  They are so dear.
...the lovely old barn and its environs
...the lovely Jenny Harris (soon-to-be Caldwell!)
...the little stream and the little bridge
...huge red zinnias everywhere!  Red, red, red!
...the lone bagpiper
...is this a new style in men's shirts? (see picture below)
...red and turquoise and orange and yellow.  COLOR!
...Kat's dress.  Can you see that skirt?  Her mom MADE that dress.  Wow.  It was so stunning and so Kat.
...lovely sisters and niece
...Kat's sweet dad, a pastor, exhorting all of us to jump into the river that is Christ and drink it in.  Go Dad!
...Kat and Todd raising the roof.  They're married!
...good friends
...sangria
...cute girl in a poofy pink dress.  She was working on that drink and straw for a good 30 minutes.
...sun setting behind the hills
...birdy motif in the decorations

Love and happiness to you, Kat and Todd!