Friday, March 29, 2013

FMF: Broken


It's Friday. It's another five minutes of free writing with Lisa-Jo Baker.



Broken.

I've thought about her all week.  I wonder what was it about her that God knew He could trust her to be completely broken and still love Him. 

She watched as they mistreated him.  Called him names.  Accused him.  After-  He had healed the sick, brought sight to the blind, taught, loved and gave hope to the hopeless. 

She watched his own brothers make fun of him and walk away not believing. 

And then, she watched them beat him, put a crown of thorns on his head and hang him on a cross. She watched her baby boys blood spill out for me.  For you.  For her.

And she still loved Him.  The God who chose this for His own son- so that in our brokenness could  have life.

I think about her and what must have been going through her mind while surely she thought her own heart was breaking into.

Broken was required before we could be whole. And she, Jesus' momma Mary set the example for us all of how to be broken and still love and trust.

It's Friday but Sunday's coming- broken no more!

Wednesday, March 27, 2013

Consider the Lilly's

Spring is here, and with it came snow.  Again.

Turn on the news, or the radio and within minutes we can get overwhelmed.  Begin to worry about tomorrow.  Things don't seem to make sense anymore.

And then tragedy and heartache  touches close and it isn't just news on TV it's personal. That's when life, like the warm spring interrupted and blanketed in snow tempts us to spin, toil - wonder if we've been forgotten.  The unexpected can weigh us down, bow our heads low. .
 
Consider the lilies
They don't toil or spin
And there's not a king
With more splendor than them
Consider the sparrow
They don't plant or sow
But they're fed by the master
Who watches him grow

We have a heavenly father above
With eyes full of mercy
And a heart full of love
He really cares when
Your head is bowed low
Consider the lilies
And then you will know

May I introduce you
To this friend of mine
Who hangs out the stars
And tells the sun when to shine
He kisses the flowers
Each morning with dew
But He's not too busy
To love me and you

We have a heavenly father above
With eyes full of mercy
And a heart full of love
He really cares when
Your head is bowed low
Consider the lilies
And then you will know



photo by Katie Naff

I'm amazed every time I watch the strength and praise to God His children show when asked to weather an unexpected storm.    

Whatever your storm is, be encouraged He gives life and strength to bloom in the midst of it.  He really does care!  

Happy Wednesday y'all!



Sunday, March 24, 2013

A little remodel goes a long way!

We're fairly new homeowners you know. 
And thrilled.

But not so thrilled with the kitchen.

So instead of a pool, my beloved talked me into a little remodel.
little bigger than anticipated kitchen project.

Here's where we started just before we moved in, pre-appliances.

stove wall, and entry to pantry

main corner wall- doorway left to dining, right to living room
refrigerator, after installed made using corner cabinetry challenging


Adam was our contractor- he was awesome.  If you need somebody let me know, I'll share his number. 

Here are a few pictures just after we got started.


photo taken from pantry doorway- refrigerator moved and cabinets
added where refrigerator had been


The floor was the most challenging.  It seems nobody wants to mess with asbestos.  And who knew it was there... except everybody but us. A big shout out to James and his team, who walked us through what had to be done and did an excellent job installing our new kitchen floor. 

This quick and easy job became a little more challenging since our family experienced a death, a couple of hospital stays and a nasty stomach bug so I'm happy to announce we're officially done.

I know this, because I cooked a full meal today- including dessert.  It was the first time in my new kitchen.   Robin's spaghetti has christened the new kitchen as done. 
And it not only looks great (my opinion, you don't have to agree) but it functions even better.  Oh how a little extra counter-top can bring some happy - happy- happy to a girl!

Here's our finished kitchen.

main corner wall

stove wall, with new pantry door

view from pantry door- before new floor 

and my floor

Yes indeed, I love my new kitchen and what is the best part - besides the floor, the new storm door, the sink, back-splash, knobs, the extra cabinets and counter- space you ask. 
 
 Oh, you know you were asking.

The best part- it's paid for. And that is a good feeling.

BTW- thanks to my beloved, this is a much better choice than a pool, Really! I'm sure. :)

Happy Sunday y'all!

Wednesday, March 20, 2013

A telling interview.

Recently I interviewed Isaiah. 
He's six. 
And brilliant.

If you could have any animal in the world as a pet, what would it be?
......baby alligator or a poodle, not sure.

If you had a million dollars what would you buy?
...a cherry red Ferrari

If you could be anything when you grow up, what would you be?
.....a rich guy

How much does a gallon of milk cost?
...probably $85 dollars

How much is our electric bill?
... 87
dollars?
....no cents

How old is daddy
...that's a tricky one- I say 20

If you could only eat one thing what would it be?
..pizza.

Where would you go on vacation if you could choose?
...a cruise

How many  kids do you want to have?
...2 kids

What job do you want your wife to have?
....a scientist, no not that, a worker that goes in buildings to work

OK, so what do you want your job to be?
.... oh just to be going around in my cherry red Ferrari with no work
(refer back to second question, he's consistent)

Where's your favorite place to shop?
...I don't really have a place I think girls do all that work.



Happy Wednesday y'all!

Tuesday, March 19, 2013

tHRoWawAY!

I came up with the term the year I had my first mammogram followed by multiple biopsies, lumpectomy, and so on.  It wasn't just me tho, that was a yucky year in general.  So, when it was over I called it our throw-away year.  To me, it described a period of time that we would like to get rid of and never look back. 

I've used the term since then- just this week actually.  With my grandmother's death followed by my husband's unplanned hospital stay during the middle of some home remodeling that brought a few surprises that really shouldn't have been.  Really, who remodels anything without some surprises. And finally, yesterday my very ill mom being admitted to the hospital.

Someone asked me how I was doing, and I threw out that we've had a throw-away week. 

But this time it just didn't sound right.  I was convicted. 

I remembered how I'm trying to be thankful in all things, for all things.  And I was reminded that if I want to chuck the events of my life, then I'm not being very thankful. 

So I'm changing my mind (I'm a woman, we get to do that whenever we want) and won't call the events of my life throw-away after tonight.

Sometimes we get tired- physically and emotionally and we need a break.  I get that.  But even then we can find things worth holding onto and thanking God for.


Like...

the beautiful life celebrated of one who loved Jesus so
family coming together
the brother enduring new carpet allergens to hang out with us
that oh so gorgeous view from Floyd county to Roanoke, a couple of times in a few days
Dr's who firmly encourage the "dodging of bullets" and speak hard truth
the teenager who still needs me
remembering how precious my husband is to me
the new more expensive than planned floor covering old asbestos that's finally installed
emails from new church family checking in on us
a taste of spring
the sister who sat patiently for hours, just so I'd know I wasn't alone
the nurse who willingly prayed with my momma during an unpleasant procedure
encouraging texts
the sister-in-law who dropped everything to come and sit with my boys
the chicken dinner that I didn't have to cook
knowing that whatever the pathology report is, God won't be surprised
the announcement of another great-niece or nephew expected to be born in October
God is our comforter even when there are no answers
Bubblecakes

1000 Gifts #860 - #879

Now, what I would like to throw-away are the nurses who seem to have forgotten that their jobs include providing care and comfort.  A smile, a hello and some old-fashioned kindness goes a long way.  Maybe they haven't had the opportunity to be a patient yet.


Happy Tuesday y'all!







Sunday, March 10, 2013

Precious!

Her name was Treva, but I met her as "Mommy" and whether I was supposed to call her that or not must not have mattered to her. She never told me otherwise.

I loved the way she'd take my hand and sandwich it between hers and give a little shake.  Grinning at looking me right in the eye to say how happy she was to see me.

I believed her.

She spoke with a soft tone, always.

She oozed a kindness that was sincere. 

She made the best fresh fried apple pies on earth.  For real.

A living- breathing example of selflessness.

Contented.

Patient.

An example of hard work and perserverance.

A husband honoring wife.

A wonderful mother and encouraging grand-mother.

And this morning- she left her tired earthly body and joined her Jesus.

Because more than anything I know about her is that she sure loved her Jesus.  

And I know He loved her too.

"Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of His saints."
Psalm 116:15

She was loved by so many and I'm so glad I was priviledged to love her back. 

Until you sandwich our hands in heaven and tell us it's good to see us- you'll be greatly missed.




"Mommy" and Larry
December 2011 

Precious in the sight of the Lord, I'd bet on it.

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