Don't fence me in!
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Don't fence me in!
Thursday, April 15, 2010
We've just planted some miniature roses, geraniums, and lantana.
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
I know that I’m not an impartial observer, but it seems to me that there’s no prettier place than Texas in the spring…especially this spring. It seems that the colors are more vibrant this year. Last year we were still recovering from Hurricane Ike and we had lost a lot of our tree cover. I don’t remember the dogwoods, red buds, etc. being as beautiful. Also central Texas was in the midst of a severe drought which affected wildflower growth.
But this year…
These pictures were taken by a friend of a friend and they speak for themselves about the beauty of a country road in central Texas in the spring.
Springtime in the city hasn't been too shabby, either. I was driving to a school to do some observations this morning and I just wanted to burst into “Oh, What a Beautiful Morning!”
The sky was crystal-clear. There was a little breeze.
And guess what I saw in the neighborhood?
Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow; they neither toil nor spin; 29 yet I tell you, even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. 30 But if God so clothes the grass of the field, which today is alive and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, will he not much more clothe you, O men of little faith? 31 Therefore do not be anxious, saying, `What shall we eat?' or `What shall we drink?' or `What shall we wear?' 32 For the Gentiles seek all these things; and your heavenly Father knows that you need them all. 33 But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things shall be yours as well. 34 "Therefore do not be anxious about tomorrow, for tomorrow will be anxious for itself. Let the day's own trouble be sufficient for the day. Matthew 26:28-34
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Jeremiah says, "My soul ... bows down within me." in Jer. 3:20. He paints the picture of total despair and hopelessness. But then he says:
There is no shadow of turning with Thee;
As Thou hast been, Thou forever will be.
Great is Thy faithfulness!
Great is Thy faithfulness!
Morning by morning new mercies I see.
All I have needed Thy hand hath provided;
Great is Thy faithfulness, Lord, unto me!
Summer and winter and springtime and harvest,
Sun, moon and stars in their courses above
Join with all nature in manifold witness
To Thy great faithfulness, mercy and love.
Pardon for sin and a peace that endureth
Thine own dear presence to cheer and to guide;
Strength for today and bright hope for tomorrow,
Blessings all mine, with ten thousand beside!
Thomas Chisholm was born in 1866 in the state of Kentucky. He wrote over 1200 hymns, such as: "Living For Jesus," and "O, to be Like Thee." But the hymn we remember the most is "Great Is Thy Faithfulness." Chisholm did not write this hymn because something great and miraculous had taken place in his life. No, he wrote this because over his entire life he had learned to see the greatness of God. At the age of 75, he wrote:
"My income has not been large at any time due to impaired health in the earlier years which has followed me on until now. Although I must not fail to record here the unfailing faithfulness of a covenant-keeping God and that He has given me many wonderful displays of His providing care, for which I am filled with astonishing gratefulness."
Saturday, April 10, 2010
I came across this sweet post, "U-Turn Days," this morning at Gypsy Mama. She tells the story of her two-year-old vomiting in her lap and how that changed her day and her perspective. That vomit became a metaphor for so much more. I also enjoyed reading the comments because we all experience those kind of days, whether we are a mom with toddlers or a grandma with grown children. Because those of us who are believers live in a state of grace, we take the vomit that is spewed forth in our lives (from whatever the source) to the Lord. He cleans it up and we move on.
Friday, April 9, 2010
My mom died when I was 33 after a three-year intense battle with breast cancer. Although I was thrilled because her battle was over and she was at home with the Father, I was devastated that I would no longer have her presence in my life. She was my best friend and the glue that held our family and extended family together. She provided wisdom and trustworthy advice for me as I developed in my role as wife and mother. When she died I felt rudderless in a sea of uncharted waters. I wasn’t ready to be the “matriarch” of the family. Not that I didn’t have a loving husband or sister, but I wanted my mom, because she had traveled this path before me, to help answer the questions:
- Who am I going to call to share the news that Amy made the dean’s list, Erin made drill team, Dan got a promotion, we got a new house, the girls got accepted at UT, or I got teacher of the year?
- How do you make it through the preteen and teenage years?
- How do you keep on going when a child breaks your heart?
- How do you teach the “facts of life?”
- How do you send your daughters off to college?
- How do you "be" the mother of the bride?
- How do you "be" a mother-in-law?
- How do you cope when you hear the word cancer? Or when you are told that you will never regain your hearing? Or that your nephew needs a kidney transplant? Or when someone calls to tell you that your daughter is dying?
- How do you "be" a grandmother? How is it that you can love someone more than your own children
- How do you adjust to an empty nest?
- How do you grow old gracefully and maintain your sense of humor, especially when you look in the mirror and see your grandmother (ha!)??
The last week or so of mom’s life she was comatose. One day her eyes popped open and she said “Mama?” as she stared at the space at the end of the bed. I know that when I die, I too will be reunited with my mom in Heaven. We’ve got a lot of catching up to do.
She speaks with wisdom, and faithful instruction is on her tongue. She watches over the affairs of her household and does not eat the bread of idleness. Her children rise up and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praises her: “Many women do noble things, but you surpass them all.” Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting; but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised. Proverbs 31:26-30
Sunday, April 4, 2010
I hope that everyone had a blessed Easter! We began our weekend by keeping our two little granddaughters on Friday while their mommy and daddy went house hunting. They are hoping to move to the suburbs north of downtown. We’re excited because they will be closer to us!
Grandpa was putting the finishing touches on our new fence and I was planting some flowers. My grandmother used to say that you never plant your garden until Good Friday. We didn’t plant any vegetables, but managed a few flowers with Katie’s help.
Yippee, I’ve got me some tools! (And isn’t this outfit just the cutest thing for gardening!)
I think I’ve got the hang of it.
Hmmm…where to go next?
The satisfaction of a job well done!
We usually attend church on Saturday night. So last night we met Amy and Chris and the girls and Tony and Judy for our Easter worship service. And it was a glorious corporate worship experience! There is nothing like several thousand people singing “He Lives” and “Because He Lives” from their hearts…especially when you’re sharing the experience with those you love. We also had a soloist who sang “I Know that My Redeemer Lives.” It was very moving.
The pastor’s sermon was on the reality of life after death. Because of Jesus’ resurrection, this life on earth is not all there is. We will all experience resurrection, followed by judgment, and then God will give both the “wicked and the righteous” the desires of our heart. Those of us who have a personal relationship with Jesus Christ and are Christ followers who desire a closer walk with Him will join Him in Heaven. Those of us who have spent our lives either ignoring God’s call or running from Him will also get the desires of their heart – separation from Him for all eternity. It was a simple but powerful message.
Today we had Easter lunch at our house. It was the traditional Sunday meal from my childhood of roast beef, mashed potatoes, fresh green beans, salad, and Texas sheet cake for dessert. I think everybody enjoyed the meal (especially Katie, who looooves her Grammy’s roast beef).
The Easter bunny came to Grammy’s, too!
I’m “smiling pretty” ‘cause the roast is almost ready!
I not only garden, I can cook. Those mashed potatoes are yummy!
Where are those eggs?
Daddy, I thought the Easter bunny brought me that chocolate egg!!
I hope your Easter was full of love, peace, and contentment!
Saturday, April 3, 2010
As for me, I know that my Redeemer lives, And at the last He will take His stand on the earth. Whom I myself shall behold. And Whom I shall see and not another. Job 19:25 & 27
I pray that you experience the grace and the power of the Resurrection this Easter.
Friday, April 2, 2010
The picture above is from Mustard Seeds, a blog written by a lovely young Christian mom who is striving to sow the seeds of faith in her young children. Her post from yesterday gave me a fresh reminder of what Jesus did for me when he carried my sins to the cross.
Surely our griefs (sickness because of sin) He Himself bore, And our sorrows He carried; Yet we ourselves esteemed Him stricken, Smitten of God, and afflicted.
But He was pierced through for our transgressions, He was crushed for our iniquities; The chastening for our well-being fell upon Him. And by His scourging we are healed.
All of us like sheep have gone astray, Each of us has turned to his own way; But the Lord has caused the iniquity of us all to fall on Him. Isaiah 53:4-6
He was delivered over to death for our sins and was raised to life for our justification. Romans 4:25