Saturday, December 29, 2018

What Is the Meaning of Life?


Last night I was reading the December-January issue of Reader’s Digest. An article, “Maintain Your Purpose” by David G. Allen, poses the question, “What is the meaning of life?” and suggests that this question should be asked and answered by each of us anew each year, writing it down without looking at the previous years answers.

Without writing it down I have pretty much answered this question for myself quite some time ago – Serve God, serve others, spread God’s light to those around me (Let your light shine before others, that they may see your good deeds and glorify your Father in heaven. Matthew 5:16), and remind them, and sometimes myself, to choose joy (Rejoice at all times. 1 Thessalonians 5:16). But I do think that thinking about it and writing it down at least once a year is a good idea.

I also feel that my answer is inclusive to love others and make my corner of the world a better place. There are so many street beggars these days that I get mixed feelings about contributing to them. There is the part that I don’t wish to contribute to their addictions but I also don’t want them to be hungry. And our Corps is usually within walking distance from where they are begging (1-2 blocks), why don’t they go there?

But God has also told us that we will always have the poor among us and to take care of them. (Deuteronomy 15:11, For there will never cease to be poor in the land; that is why I am commanding you to open wide your hand to your brother and to the poor and needy in your land. Psalm 82:3,
Defend the cause of the weak and fatherless; uphold the rights of the afflicted and oppressed. For I was hungry and you gave me food, I was thirsty and you gave me drink, I was a stranger and you welcomed me, I was naked and you clothed me, I was sick and you visited me, I was in prison and you came to me.’ Then the righteous will answer him, saying, ‘Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you drink? And when did we see you a stranger and welcome you, or naked and clothe you? And when did we see you sick or in prison and visit you?’ .Matthew 25:35-40)

Yet, the verse I always think of when making this decision is “Give to the one who begs from you, and do not refuse the one who would borrow from you.” (Matthew 5:42)


I have two new projects for 2019. This is along with my other activities: still working, still emptying my home, writing this blog, and still Home League Secretary (Women’s Ministries leader). The new projects are: shortly before Christmas (but put away for the last three weeks) I started a painting. I also bought a smaller one to complete. I figured the first one will take me quite awhile to complete. The second project is that I have a friend who wrote a book. I suggested he turn it into thirteen Sunday School lessons for teens. He likes the idea but doesn’t have time so I’m going to do it. I give myself all year for this project. In one year I’ll have to tell you if I achieved my goals or not.

Happy New Year.

Monday, December 10, 2018

Family Christmas Time 2018


Thursday through Monday (11/29-12/3) I traveled to Moses Lake, Washington, to see my daughters, sons-in-law, and grandchildren. I have seven grandchildren now and someone reminded me that seven is God’s perfect number. I forgot to tell my daughters.

I went to see them so that we could celebrate Christmas, even though it is only the beginning of the month. Temperature-wise, I was fine during the day, but froze when I tried to sleep. I ended up sleeping with my heavy sweater on every night. They didn’t cool down their houses any more than we do, so I realized that it’s wetter there and that makes it colder.

Everyday Orrin would ask me if I was staying at his house and everyday I told him, two nights at his house and two nights at his cousins.

I did a craft with the grandchildren. I had asked my daughters ahead of time if they had the supplies I needed. I had already bought supplies to do this craft with my women’s group (Home League). My first daughter said yes, but when I got to her home I asked again.

“Eve, do you have the supplies I need?”   
     

Eve, “You should find them in the middle set of drawers, second drawer down, on the desk bar.”

I looked through all the drawers and cupboards there and couldn’t find any of the supplies. So, I went to the store and bought them. The kids had great fun doing a craft with grandma. I let my daughter keep the rulers and hole punch. When I went to do the craft with my Home League ladies I discovered we didn’t have rulers; if I’d only known.

My oldest grandchild liked the craft enough that we made six more for people on her Christmas gift list.

On Saturday we all trooped off to Cashmere for their Christmas celebration. The third and fourth grade volunteer choir sang a number of Christmas songs. They were good. Santa arrived noisily on a fire truck while they were singing. But he stayed and listened until they were finished before he moved to his throne in the fire station. Liam got close to Santa while he was outside but, when we got in line to see him, Liam didn’t want to go in.

Mike and his family were 1 ½ to 2 hours behind us. He had gone in to Urgent Care believing it would be a quick trip and it took them three hours to help him. Meanwhile Sara was unsatisfied with the activities in Cashmere and called Eve to have them join us in Leavenworth. Five miles outside of Leavenworth the traffic was stopped. Two things were taking place in town – road construction, and a festival day. Traffic was being stopped by the road construction and slowed down by people trying to find parking. All the lots were charging $20 for parking AND were all full. Even the free lots on the edges of town were full. Sara talked to Eve one more time and continued to look for parking. Then she called Eve a third time and told her it was no use. There was no parking left. On the way into town I had commented that the cars traveling east were turned away. I guess I was close.

We met up in Wenatchee and had a late lunch before returning home. It was still a fun day.

Sunday we celebrated Christmas. I read the Luke 2 story to the children, asking questions to make sure they understood the story. Then we unwrapped our gifts.     

I love spending time with my daughters and their families, but I was so glad that it was time to go home.


Friday, December 7, 2018

Advent Calendar


My theme for Home League (The Glendale Corps of The Salvation Army Women’s Ministries) this week was Advent. I did this theme in another year past and found an advent calendar that I handed out that time. This year I couldn’t find the calendar. So I took the older calendar and updated it.

Because I had trouble finding one I thought I would share this one with you. I hope you find it useful and devotional. For the Advent Sundays the calendar says, “See Scripture readings for Advent.” The ones I passed out are copyrighted so I suggest that you can find readings by online-googling them. There are many churches that post their suggested readings for the season. Find the offering you like.

Attached is the Advent Calendar (.jpg). Right-click on the calendar and "Save as" to download.

 May you be blessed through its use this season.



Meeting and Greeting


Last Tuesday (November 27) I saw, what to me was, an incredible sight. An elderly gentleman, small and skinny, was pushing his grocery cart while keeping his wood crutches, both of them, moving forward. He had only one leg yet he had a perfect rhythm and smoothness.

I watched a second incredible event; I saw a deaf man having a cell-phone conversation. He had video contact with the other person using sign language over the phone. Pretty awesome (to me).

Wow, how today’s technology has opened up the world (and yet still gives us many headaches and aggravations).

Today, (we all know this, however) give a stranger an opportunity, an opening for a conversation and they love it. They will talk until they have run out of words for the subject that has opened up. There seems to be a great need today to connect with other people through conversation. I say conversation, but mostly I just listen.

I saw many friends and acquaintances today also (individually, at separate times) and handed out lots of hugs. It was a busy day.

Before leaving home it poured down rain, twice. But I missed the beautiful bright rainbow, so I was told by someone who saw it.



Saturday, November 24, 2018

Storing (or Restoring) Old Memories


Okay, I’m already late, but what shall I write about? What will interest you, my audience?

Thursday: I ripped CDs into my computer. Then I couldn’t find them. With each new version of Windows they make changes also to their internal programs. Turns out that in Windows 10, Windows Media Player now allows you to designate where your music files are stored and in what format (.wma or .mp3) and I had set (at some past date) the file to be one of the music files (inside Music) and the format was mp3. I hope I don’t ever want to make a CD with those files. Now found, I was able to move the files to their proper location.

Friday: I spent the day digitizing cassette tapes into my computer. I’ll do a couple more (maybe six more) on Saturday and then continue on with catching up on other work. This is all part of my effort to empty my house. Digitize/computerize everything and get rid of the physical items. Some of these items are going to friends, some to the garbage, and some to the Thrift store. It’s been fun listening to some of the tapes I haven’t heard in awhile, or some that I bought to listen to and never did. Jim Rohn was one. I always enjoy listening to him. There there was an hour and a half on the history and legends of golf. Dad will like to listen to both of these.

Saturday: I finished with the tapes I assigned as my project for today. One of the tapes was our Lake City Toastmasters Club 748 40 year anniversary celebration we had in-club. It was fun listening to old friends, to hear their voices again, feel their personalities. Several of these friends have passed away now. Dad will enjoy this recording as well. We were both in Lake City Toastmasters 748, Seattle (now Lake City), WA, meeting at 7:30 every Thursday morning for two hours, until the day we moved to Moses Lake, WA. I was in this club longer than any of the others: 13 years. I know the club existed for at least 60 years, I don’t know if they celebrated that. Today I looked for the club, but it’s gone.

A few weeks ago I finished paying another company for digitizing our home movies that were on VHS tape. I still have a few 8mm tapes to finish copying and then that project will be done. The VHS tapes did not live as long as promised on their packaging, life-time. Some of the videos have not turned out well.

The sad thing is to think that after I’ve scanned all my papers, collected all my writings, recorded my favorite memories, and logged my journals, that no one will want them and they will be lost forever.
** ** ** **

The process of emptying my house is a matter of steady progression. Each effort creates a small dent,
but the dent slowly grows. It feels good to see the small dents grow.

I’ve also started a painting. At the rate that I’m going it will take me a year to do it.

I’m not getting my writing done because I keep reading yet another book. When I find myself with “waiting around” time I start a new book. Then I must finish it. If I leave it too long I’ll forget what was going on. Note to me - instead of reading a new book I should use the time to create my own book.

I was filing some documents in a digital file I haven’t looked at in some time and pulled out the start of a story. Since I’m traveling next week I printed it out and put it in a notebook in the hopes that I will work on it sometime while on my trip. That or to write something else. It would be nice though, to bring any one of my story starts to a story end.

Tuesday, November 13, 2018

I Am A Published Author Wannabee




I am a published author ….
             I am a published author ….
                         I am a published author …. (mantra)

Well actually, when I stopped to think about it I am a published author. Even though it’s still something I desire to attain, through the years of my life I have had an article (or two) and a poem published in a national publication over which I had no influence. Also, for a number of years I was the writer and publisher of a newsletter for a national organization. There have been a letter or two published in local newspapers. The thing is now, that I am not published yet in a genre that I am currently striving towards.

I realize that in order to achieve my goal I really need to spend more time to be inspired and to keep my deadline each week. I haven’t done so well with that – although I have written more this year than in the past few years. Just two more articles and I will have exceeded the number of blogs (on this blog, I have two) for 2010.

I have been doing a lot of reading in the past three months. Some of my reading is in catching up with the news, some on spiritual matters, some for enjoyment/entertainment, and some for my health issues. And I’ve also been doing some reading about writing. But since I still do accounting and taxes there has been a lot of catch-up reading there with yet more to do since we have major tax changes this year.

I was in Toastmasters International(TM) for 35 years (till September 2013) and so I wrote original speeches at least once every six weeks, but in the last eight years (at least) of my membership I had a new original speech every four weeks. When I dropped out the next step was to join a storytelling or a comedy class to add more talent to what I have already gained. Unfortunately, five years later I still haven’t done either. I could say I was interrupted by life but that may just be an excuse. As I write this I’m thinking I have to remember to do this as soon as possible. It is possibly more important than some other activities I’ve been thinking about doing.

I’ll close this one now by leaving you with a poem I wrote in the 1990s .

OLD

An old, old woman
Sits in her chair
Staring out the picture window
Looking out on the lake, seeing nothing.

The sun, birds, water
Flying, swimming, enjoying their existence.
But she can't put it together.
It doesn't make any sense.
It doesn't bring back any memories.

Waiting!
Not even aware that time passes.
Waiting for someone to tell her
It's time to eat,
It's time to use the bathroom,
It's time to go to sleep.

An old, old woman
Sits in her chair ... waiting.
Staring out the picture window
Seeing nothing.

by Theodora Hackenberg, May 1998


Wednesday, October 17, 2018

Our Vermont Travelog


Our Vermont Travelogue
September 18-25, 2018

Before we even began our trip David and I agreed that nothing could go wrong. We would be happy and enjoy it all. And we did. We had a great trip.

9/18 (Tuesday night)
We flew into Burlington, via Chicago, and stayed overnight at the GGT Tibet Inn, Shelburne. It sounded more interesting on the internet than it was in person. But it was comfortable. Styled after a suite, but really just a motel room with a couch, fridge, and microwave.

9/19
We enjoyed a very good breakfast at Denny’s. Their parking lot was so tight that most of the vehicles were not parked correctly. We headed for East Fairfield (north) to see President Chester Arthur’s recreated birth home. His father had been a pastor. The museum was closed. We went to the Town Hall to see the display they had there. Stopped at the cafe next door for coffee. David bought a maple covered cinnamon bun. At the Town Hall we talked to a very fun gal from the Clerk’s office. She sent us to Smuggler’s Notch (east). We didn’t actually make it all the way there, because we thought we must have passed it, before we turned around. We stopped at Big Spring which was just a small steady stream; tiny falls from which I filled up my water bottle. Stopped by the water mill and took pictures. Stopped briefly in Franklinville and then returned to Shelburne.
     Then we went to the Shelburne Museum. It was 4:00pm and they close at 5:00pm. We visited the Ticonderoga Steamboat. The museum is a very large park with over 30 buildings, a memorial home to the founder, a covered bridge, and 20 gardens. We’ll return tomorrow.
     We found a less expensive motel (Northstar) and went to dinner at Pauline’s, which is a more gourmet dining. Then we returned to the motel for the night.




9/20

 We went in search of breakfast; we thought we were going to have breakfast at Dakin Farms, but it turned out it wasn’t the farm but a store annex. So I did an internet check for gluten-free breakfast. We ended up at Pingate Cafe & Eatery in Burlington. Here we found a waterfall beside the building. This was mainly a vegan restaurant but the girl who ran it said most, but not all, their food was gf. The style, David said, 1960s hippies; they played 1960s music and sold maple infused cannibis (CBD – no we didn’t buy any). We drove on some interesting and tight streets to get there, but I think this we were approaching Burlington’s downtown.
      After breakfast we were going to go to the Shelburne Falls but I missed our exit by 20 miles, so when we got turned around we went straight to the Museum. Huge place 45 acres. It was about 11:30am when we got there and we left at 4:34pm. We tried again to go see the Falls. There was construction on the way there and construction on the critical bridge. This was where the business district became the residential district. From the stream we could see as we drove over I’m guessing it wasn’t much of a Falls at this time of the year.
     The day started out cloudy but was sunny by the end of the day.

9/21
The rain we expected yesterday has arrived. We don’t know if we should leave the motel or not. We did. We had breakfast at Denny’s then headed south. When we left our motel the rain had stopped temporarily. While we ate it started again. We were three nights in Shelburne.
  1) Our trip south went through Vergennes. We saw a monument so I wanted to stop and see it. Then I wanted to see the opera house/town hall and the falls. We also tried to see the library but it was closed. It has a stained glass domed ceiling.
 
2) Before getting to Crown Point we passed an important site established by DAR: General John Strong’s home. He was important to the Revolutionary War and in the Statehood of Vermont, among some of what he had done. (They even put it on the roadmap.)
DAR also had a “forest” across the street. I wouldn’t call it a forest or a wood, unless it was a left-angled forest, because a short move down the road showed nothing much behind the fence except a trail of trees that went for about a mile off to the left with a bit of a curl. Couldn’t tell how deep the wood was. In Edmonds (my childhood home in Washington) there are several woods, not forests, that seemed thicker than this DAR forest.
  3) Our third adventure today was to Crown Point. My map said it was Vermont, but it was actually New York. It’s counterpart is Chimney Point, Vermont. In the 1600s & 1700s that area had been called New France. We went over the bridge to get to Crown Point. We don’t know what happened to the 1929 bridge but in 2011 it was replaced to look (almost) exactly as the original but with more modern updates and safety measures. [The French and Indian War (16881763, 4 conflicts) comprised the North American theater of the worldwide Seven Years' War of 1756–63. It pitted the colonies of British America against those of New France. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/French_and_Indian_War and https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/French_and_Indian_Wars A portion of the war was fought here on Lake Champlain.] I have a brochure regarding the lighthouse to read later. This is the narrowest part of Lake Champlain.
  4) From Crown Point we were going to Bridport (not misspelled) but our map did not lead us there. Some of the directions were missing & some were backing up on themselves. With the help of the GPS pointed to Ripton we came across Bridport. Basically just 2 roads: one north-south & the other crossing it east-west. But beautiful old buildings.
  5) Our son-in-law, Mike, had suggested we put Middlebury on our itinerary. He was excited that they have a University and a waterfall in their downtown. We didn’t have to look for Middlebury, it was right on our path. We had lunch and found their Falls. Lots of old churches that I would have loved to look in but David didn’t so I didn’t look.
Speaking of waterfalls, so far we have looked for 3, found 3, but did not find one we were looking for and did find one for which we weren’t looking.
  6) Our next stop was Ripton to find (poet) Robert Frost. We didn’t find any sign or memorial/ monument to him. Someone later told us that we should have looked in Middlebury or East Middlebury, but it turns out this was also wrong. Frost had a family vacation retreat in Ripton, we just didn’t find it.
  7) Hubbardton Battlefield State Historical Site. Usually there is a fee to see it, but it was 4:45pm when we got there and we were invited to enjoy the site. When we got back to the house (a lovely house with a marvelous view of the mountainous area, but built for the historic site and never lived in). The curator offered to let us see the 15 minute film he and his son made during one of the Revolutionary War battle recreations. This is the only place where the Revolutionary War was fought in Vermont, and it was a very important battle to our winning the War.
  8) We traveled to Bennington to spend the night. At the Hampton Inn they wanted $220 and said there wasn’t much in town to choose from. Best Western wanted $185 after my member discount. We settled at Knotty Pine for $138. I forgot to ask them about AAA discount. But they do have a fuller continental breakfast.
Most of our drive today was along Lake Champlain.

9/22 – day started out cloudy then became sunny and warm
The Knotty Pine gave us the first of our area maps with highlights marked on it, very helpful, and a tour book. The map showed us where to find Robert Frost’s home and Norman Rockwell’s home & art museum.
  1-3) Our first stop was at the Bennington Monument; awesome view. David took lots of photos
here. From there we headed back north again (not far) to Shaftsbury to see Robert Frost’s Stone House. There was even an unpublished poem in the wall display. Then further north to Arlington. I stopped when I saw the Dorothy Canfield Fisher marker, which was fortunate because the woman who worked for the bookstore in the building invited me in to see “house”, the living and meeting rooms. The “house” was a donation to the town for meetings and other community functions. The historic Fisher was supposed to be at the Shelburne Museum, but she wasn’t there when we were there (or we just didn’t see it). The woman who showed me the rooms also told me which direction we wanted to go; she had hailed me from the information board, which wasn’t very informative.
  4-6) Our next stop was Norman Rockwell’s home. We could only see it from the outside. Then we went to the Sugar Shack for the Rockwell Display. The unique part of this display was each art work was combined with comments from the local models and from Rockwell. Also an old 15 minute movie about his art life. The Sugar Shack also processes Maple Syrup and we ordered two gallons double-dark (used to be called Grade B) to be shipped and maple ice cream (Maple Creemees).
  7) 3:00pm as we were leaving Arlington we stopped for lunch at Snow’s Arlington Dairy Bar; headed for Brattleboro.
  8-9) Our route went through Willmington which is basically a one-lane each direction through the mountains and full of houses, B&Bs, inns and businesses. I think it must be very busy for winter sports. David didn’t find a ski-resort near it. We found West Brattleboro and were stymied as to the town and motel. But we were fortunate to find people to help with directions. We found a motel, the Black Mountain Inn, then we went looking for Rudyard Kipling’s house. We went past the address three times but we didn’t find it. There is a marker in town but I wanted to find the house. Surprisingly, it’s not listed under their cultural resources. [Naulakha, also known as the Rudyard Kipling House, is a historic Shingle Style house on Kipling Road in Dummerston, Vermont, a few miles outside Brattleboro. Wikipedia] We looked again for both the next morning. It turns out that the house is managed by the Landmark Trust as an Inn; you need overnight reservations to see it. I believe we did see the outside on Just So Stories Lane, Kipling Road. In Dummerston (Brattleboro) Kipling wrote Captains Courageous, the Jungle Books and a book of poetry that included Gunga Din and Mandalay.

9/23 – woke up to fog which quickly burned off
  1) Looked again for Naulakha and for the marker. The marker was supposed to be only 1/10th of a mile from our motel. When we didn’t find them we continued out of town to Plymouth Notch.
 
2) Plymouth Notch is where President Calvin Coolidge was born and raised. The whole town has been purchased by his son and daughter and donated to the State as a living-working monument. The restaurant there had gluten-free bread and muffin. I had the muffin.
  3) There was no problem finding covered bridges. There were many on our travel path. (We were able to change some of our travel plans because of this.)
  4) We arrived in Woodstock and didn’t stop except to read the marker. It would be a great place to spend a day (2 nights) if we ever come back to Vermont. On the Hwy 4 as we approached the town there was a restaurant and a motel; they were marked “Eat Woodstock” and “Sleep Woodstock.” We came across a covered bridge which we drove over on the way there and a red one after we left on Highways 4 & 12.
   5) White River Junction and Hartford are both, along with some others, villages within the Town of Hartford (see map and the notes on the train schedule I brought home). The woman working there was very friendly and answered what questions she could about the railroad station. We came here because there was supposed to be a railroad museum but it and the historical train ride closed four years ago. They did still have an engine and the only remaining wooden caboose on display.
  6) Our purpose in going to Strafford was to see a historic State Legislator’s home, Justin Smith Morrill. It must be nice to be so successful at business that you can afford to retire after seven years and then build an estate home and lands, and finally, to leave retirement to go into politics for the next 44 years. There were interpretive boards all around to lead you from one feature to the next. He had a brilliant mind.
  7) Since Montpelier, Vermont’s capital, was on the way back to Shelburne we decided to stop there for the night and visit it tomorrow. We found our motel and dinner in Berlin, which we had passed before getting off the freeway, backtracking. We got our motel room. It was not as nice as last night’s and more expensive. Then we went to find dinner. We got turned around twice before finding Applebees.


9/24
Cold and clouds started this day; by about 1:00pm finally the sun burnt off the clouds and the temperature became sweater temp, but I didn’t want to get out my sweater so kept my jacket. The days up to yesterday had been cloudy.
      We headed out to look at Montpelier and enjoyed a nice tour of their capital building.
      Then we decided to find the Vermont Maritime Museum (LCMM). You go through Vergennes to
get there. We had lunch just down the road then toured the museum starting with the curator at the replica ship. He was quite informative. The GPS got us there but couldn’t get us out to find the Lake Champlain Patio so we just headed back to Shelburne.
     On our way back, on Hwy 7, 13 miles south of Shelburne, in Ferrisburgh, we saw Dakin Farm (the real one).
     Also, this is where Vermont Teddy Bear is. I’d forgotten about them and there they were on our road. We didn’t stop because we passed the sign too late and I didn’t want to turn around. I even saw a city bus headed for it.
     The Northstar motel gave us the same discounted price they gave us the other two nights. (They had vacancies and wanted to be full.) We were quite tired so we didn’t even go out to dinner. It’s probably also the reason I didn’t do either of the two turn arounds (Dakin Farm & VTB).


9/25Tuesday morning
The GPS took us through the back roads to get to the airport, a lovely drive. We passed an overlook, I should have turned back. It looked over Lake Champlain.
Our flight was very bumpy. Finally, home again! We are tired and glad.


We went to see the vibrant Fall colors but they are late in coming this year. I wanted to see history and we saw a lot of that, and missed just as much. Some of the places we missed that David would have liked to see were the Stratford Inn in the Newhart TV show and the town where White Christmas 1961 was shot.

According to Hertz we drove exactly 500 miles (they didn’t measure 10ths of a mile).
Pine tree that looked soft and fuzzy = Eastern White Pine. I found a blue pine.
We ate outdoors twice: once was dinner at the Top of the Hill Grill (9/21) and the other was lunch at Snow’s Arlington Dairy Bar (9/22).


Animals we’ve seen on this trip: 2 baby deer, a farm of geese, a camel, ducks & chickens loose, wild turkeys twice, a baby pheasant (or quail, not close enough to tell), about four varieties of cows, lots of squirrel, a few chipmunks, 1 eagle, many hawks, horses, goats, sheep. I looked for moose, especially since there were a several signs that said “Moose crossing”; but didn’t see any.








David took 418 photos, I took 8 & one video.
http://www.theshiresofvermont.com/brochures.html
http://accd.vermont.gov/historic-preservation/roadside-markers or http://www.waymarking.com/cat/details.aspx?f=1&guid=9cd074cf-33c7-4e49-8c79-0cde5f9c39a6&gid=3


Wednesday, September 12, 2018

Mom, what was your favorite memory

Mom, what was your favorite memory of your mom? Your dad?

My parents taught that when you go to church you are going into the presence of The King. In human terms, if you are invited to meet the President of our country, or the Queen of England, or any other presidents or royalties, you would dress appropriately. You might even be told what to wear. And you are never late. That should be our attitude when we go to church to visit The King of kings, we should dress appropriately and never be late.

In the Fall of 1971 I returned to my college campus in Langley, BC, to tell them in person that I would not be returning. I don’t remember why I was doing it this way, maybe I just wanted to see the campus a last time, or maybe I was hoping that I was returning, that a miracle was going to make it possible.* Anyhow, there was Dad, me, and one of my sisters. Dad had a beautiful stick-shift  [Dad said Plymouth, but I think it was something sportier].   I needed the driving practice but was inexperienced with manual shift cars. Dad was letting me drive his car down the freeway. When I got tired and wanted tp stop driving Dad said to pull over onto the shoulder; it required several down-shifts, with which I had trouble. I overshot the shoulder and we ended up off the road. The car was considered totaled by the insurance company. Dad never got mad or yelled at me for having that accident. Instead he thanked God that we were all uninjured.

* (Or was it for a Spring break. Dad says it was a time when we were coming home from Mount Vernon. That’s possible because I don’t remember having two accidents two months apart, which by my time-table is what it would have been.)

As a child l must have been (actually, was!) a bit of a troublemaker. I taught all my brothers and sisters how to get onto the roof of our house. When our mother found out, she told us to stay off the roof. We didn't. Our mother told us not to climb the willow tree in our yard. She was always afraid that we would fall out - which l did a number of times, but I always kept climbing that willow tree. And my siblings would follow me into the tree. We would challenge each other with new stunts. You know, ‘Look at what I can do. I bet you can 't. I double-dare you to try.’

When I was a senior in high school I had a family life class - the last thing I needed was a class on how to take care of babies. It was something I'd been doing all my life. To prove it I brought my baby sister to school. She was 2 ½ years old. Who remembered this? Not me; it was her sister, ReneΓ©. She's the one that remembered and mentions it often when we're together.

I remember three gifts in particular. The first was a toy called Showboat. It was cardboard and plastic. It had cardboard people and cardboard scenery and was designed to look like a paddle-wheel boat, after a famous one called Showboat. With it I could have my cardboard people act out plays.


One Christmas or birthday mom gave me a Bible from a dear friend of hers that died. The Bible had notes and under linings that the woman had made during her Bible study times. I loved that Bible.


For graduation mom & dad gave me a portable electric typewriter. They had to give it to me early because mom was leaving for a hospital in Colorado the next day. I didn't attend my graduation ceremony because I had only attended that school for 2 years and mom wouldn't be there for the ceremony. But I wish someone had told me about the party. Christina was not yet 3 (because I was not yet 18) and I became "mom" for the summer. Mom got back in time for me to leave for college in Canada. I spent that whole day before her return cleaning the house.

I remember that every once in a while mom & dad would try to institute "family night,” usually on Friday nights. It would last for a few weeks then disappear. But we would play Sorry, Monopoly, Parcheesi and Risk. Probably some other games, but never card games of any kind. I tried to do this with my own kids but Eve doesn't like board games, Sara does.


Family Vacations:
We RV'd through Canada (BC, maybe lower Alberta, I don 't know). Either ReneΓ© or Christina was a baby. Maybe it was the year after Christina's birth. We had to stop on the road's shoulder because either we all needed to use the woods (bathroom) or we were all hungry. Or, maybe because we stopped to use the woods mom decided to make lunch. I was taking care of the baby. I was bitten by a huge horsefly.

I remember many trips to the ocean when we were little. My favorite memories of that were clam digging, starfish, the shells and sand dollars, and candy necklaces.

Many summers were spent at Lake Retreat, first for my age group’s camp week and later in summer for Family Camp.

Dad, “I asked the kids what they remembered about Hat Island, where we had purchased a vacation lot; Hat Island is a little island in Puget Sound, west of Everett. We took a small 2-3 car ferry to the Island. I built a toilet on the beach with driftwood. There was no pool, just Puget Sound - we were the only ones on the Island at the time.”

I have vague memories of Hat Island. Mostly what I remember is that I loved that place and was very sad when you sold it or let it go and I didn't have the money to buy it. I remember the woods, but then I was always fond of woods - the woods on Hat Island, near our black house in
Edmonds, on King's Gardens property before they expanded ...Woods were places of seclusion and solitude...For me, a place of peace.

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Wednesday, August 29, 2018

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Dear Friends,
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                                                                     Thank you for your help,
                                                                      Theodora

Lists 1


lists


Many people go around making lists of their “to do”s or “honey-do”s or hopes for the future. Once my daughters gave a a list book. It had many pages, each with a list idea at the top. Some of those ideas were:
1. List your favorite books
2. List people you would like to meet
3. List the times you've had an audience
4. List the people you love most in your life.

1. Favorite book lists were easier when I was younger. But the list has changed over time and I wouldn’t so much be able to list favorite books as much as favorite authors. Of books number one would be, and has always been, the Bible. Of authors the list would include:
John Grisham, Mitch Albom, Louisa Mae Alcott, C. S. Lewis, J.R.R. Tolkien, Warren Wiersbe, Max Lucado, Lilian Jackson Braun. This seems to be such a small list. I may expand on it later. You can see that it is a variety of writing styles and genres.

2. The people I would like to meet are some of the people in the Bible: Ruth & Naomi, Peter & John. I would also like to meet the authors I named above. I would love to meet Lady Bird Johnson and Barbara Bush, Eleanor Roosevelt. I have some favorite actors that I would love to meet.

One time I did meet Walter Koenig and received his autograph. I tried to tell him that I really enjoyed watching him in Star Trek and in Babylon 5. But he was in an angry mood that night. It was a movie premiere and he didn’t like the way the movie had turned out. I don’t blame him about the movie, it was pretty bad. But I didn’t think he should carry that feeling and put them onto his fans.

Another time, David & I were strolling through Sea-Tac airport looking for lunch. We gathered our lunch and sat down. Soon we were joined by James Doohan. This time I didn’t ask for an autograph. We were having a very nice conversation and I didn’t want to ruin it. But I guess I didn’t have to worry about that. I just found this statement at Wikipedia, “Unlike some other members of the cast, Doohan relished meeting fans and was always ready to entertain with a story or a song.”

Unfortunately, enough time has passed that I don’t remember the date for either encounter. It would be during or before 2004 because Doohan passed away in 2005.

3. List the times I’ve had an audience. There would be too many to make an actual list. When I was growing up my father had his children sing a special number before the church audience. I was in choir in 9th & 10th grade and we sang in front of the rest of the school and at contests. I high school and, 40 years later, in college I had to give speeches or reports before the assembled classmates. I even entered a speech contest in high school. In technical school I entered a spelling bee. I joined Toastmasters International and for over 30 years had a weekly audience and the occasional speech contest audience. While I was living in Moses Lake I was also a member of International Training in Communications (ITC). I am unable to tell you how many speeches I have given.

Now, I attend the Glendale Corps of The Salvation Army where I am the Home League leader. We share the responsibility of the program. I am in the choir. I occasionally am allowed to present the message to the Congregation and to the Glencroft residents (for CCM).

I have had many audiences.

4. This last list is the easiest; list the people I love most in my life:
my husband, David
my daughters, Eve & Sara
their husbands, Mike & Billy
my grandchildren: Madison, Amelia, Vincent, Fiona, Orrin, Liam, Augustus
my parents, Giles & Marian
my siblings: Dean, Lynette, Doug, Mari, Darrin (now passed on), ReneΓ©, Christina
all my aunts, uncles, and cousins
my grandparents
then, all my friends who have been near and dear to me, whether they remember my birthday or not. (he he)

I’ll end with this - I was thinking about "WHO is my friend?" I have lots of acquaintances, people I say hello to and even people I'll give a hug to, but I don't necessarily consider them friends. To me, a friend is someone who takes the time to get to know me. A friend is someone who says to me, "how can I help you?" and if not today then when you need me let me know. And when I do ask they come through for mr. I'm not talking about money (never about money), though it may cost them some when they give me what I need - their time. It's not a one-way street, either. I will also give them my time and help. Even so,I will help an acquaintance, that doesn't mean they are my friend. A friend is someone who loves me and will demonstrate their love for me. Sometimes it is physically, sometimes in other ways. I have friends who have given their time and energy to my benefit in the past but are now physically(or mentally) unable to help out. They continue to find ways to let me know they are still my friend. Sometimes I get too busy to pay proper attention to my friends but they continue to love me anyway, and I know who they are. πŸ˜…πŸ˜… All this really goes much deeper than words can express,yet all my friends have this in common - they're there if I need them (or would be if they could) and I can depend on them. 

πŸ’˜πŸ’˜ To all my true friends - Thank You for your love! πŸ’˜πŸ’˜




Friday, August 24, 2018

Be Still – Slow down and wait on God

Be Still – Slow down and wait on God

Psalm 37:7 Rest in the Lord, and wait patiently for Him; Do not fret because of him who prospers in his way, Because of the man who brings wicked schemes to pass.

The last two weeks have been very busy for me. We had spent a week in Moses Lake, WA with our children and grandchildren and now we were home again. Before that we had shared a month and a half with two of our granddaughters (not at the same time). The first week home was spent getting caught up on my client work and personal bookkeeping. (Oops, I missed a bill.) And this week was spent packing up our Women’s Ministries supplies and church library and moving it all into a storage unit in preparation of our church administration building being gutted to remove the asbestos. In between all of that I was preparing for our Home League (our Women’s Ministry) program for yesterday morning. The program I had chosen several months ago was called “In the Stillness” Preparing this message was refreshing for me. Some of what I found I share below. It was a great reminder of how important taking time to Be Still and Refresh myself in God’s power and love can be. The Bible, God’s Word, has a lot to say about being still, and about laughter.

In the stillness God wanted to show His power to Elijah. Elijah had just had a mountain experience with God on Mt. Carmel. Now he was on Mt. Horeb and God calls to him, “Go out and stand on the mountain ...” read 1 Kings 19:9-13a (NIV)
9 There he [Elijah] went into a cave and spent the night. And the word of the Lord came to him: “What are you doing here, Elijah?”
10 He replied, “I have been very zealous for the Lord God Almighty. The Israelites have rejected your covenant, torn down your altars, and put your prophets to death with the sword. I am the only one left, and now they are trying to kill me too.”
11 The Lord said, “Go out and stand on the mountain in the presence of the Lord, for the Lord is about to pass by.”
Then a great and powerful wind tore the mountains apart and shatteredthe rocks before the Lord, but the Lord was not in the wind. After the wind there was an earthquake, but the Lord was not in the earthquake.12 After the earthquake came a fire, but the Lord was not in the fire. And after the fire came a gentle whisper. 13 When Elijah heard it, he pulled his cloak over his face and went out and stood at the mouth of the cave.

Tak Bhana, senior pastor at Church Unlimited. The church is in Auckland, New Zealand
He used the NKJV www.churchunlimited.co.nz

the benefits

1. God’s presence will increase in our lives, Psalm 131:2 (NKJV)
Surely I have calmed and quieted my soul,
Like a weaned child with his mother;
Like a weaned child is my soul within me.
Spiritual attention dispels chaos, dispels spiritual ADHD. It’s easy to spend a whole day working for God and yet not think about Him. Psalm 33:20 - Our soul waits for the Lord; He is our help and our shield. in this verse “wait” means a longing for God’s presence.

2. Know God is in your situation
Be Still and Know that I AM God; I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth.” Psalm 46:10
Set aside your anxiety and worries. Here’s a formula: a change of place + a change of pace = leads to a change of perspective.

3. Hear God’s voice – get still enough to hear. God wants to communicate His wisdom and His counsel to us.

4. God will work on your behalf
Isaiah 64:4 - For since the beginning of the world
Men have not heard nor perceived by the ear,
Nor has the eye seen any God besides You,
Who acts for the one who waits for Him.

5. Develop a confident trust in God
Psalm 62:1 - Truly my soul silently waits for God; From Him comes my salvation.
here “waits”means calm, strong, confident, silent trust in God
2 Chronicles 20:17 - You will not need to fight in this battle. Position yourselves, stand still and see the salvation of the Lord, who is with you, O Judah and Jerusalem!’ Do not fear or be dismayed; tomorrow go out against them, for the Lord is with you.”

6. Possess your inheritance
Psalm 37:34 - Wait on the Lord, And keep His way,
And He shall exalt you to inherit the land;
When the wicked are cut off, you shall see it. (a military position to sieze)

How to get still

1. Shut up (talk less)
James 1:19 - So then, my beloved brethren, let every man be swift to hear, slow to speak, slow to wrath;
2. Surrender (stillness = let go; surrender)
3. Slow down your lifestyle
4. Spend time daily with the Lord – give God an hour and He’ll be with you the other 23.
5. Solitude


While I was preparing my program I came across a jewel of a book compiled by Jill Briscoe, “Refreshing Your Soul.” You can find it at her website – https://justbetweenus.org or at Amazon “Refresh Your Soul: Caring for Your Inner Life.”  I shared a chapter from it with my ladies.
Each chapter is written by a different woman and are only 3-5 pages long. To get your interest, here are the chapter titles:
  1. Escaping to God’s Arms
  2. Exchanging Calm for Chaotic
  3. RX: Soul Medicine
  4. Is Solitude Possible in a Noisy World?
  5. Running Out of Prayers
  6. How to Hear God’s Voice Above the Clamor
  7. 20 Ways to Wake Up Your Quiet Time
  8. Rest for the Weary
  9. Soul Care
10. Food for the Soul

And here is a paragraph from chapter 6: “Surprisingly, I often find myself just as reluctant to hear His words of love – particularly when I feel less than lovable. Hearing His words of grace and love can be painfully difficult. Many of us don’t wait in His presence long enough to let Him love us. We are quick to voice our concerns, seek His guidance, and request His blessing. Yet, how it must grieve our Father’s heart that we come to Him only in want of something, rather than coming simply because we enjoy being in the Father’s presence.”


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