Sunday, November 30, 2008
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Friday, November 28, 2008
We wonder if we'll have enough staff, too many staff, the right sales items, not enough of the right sales items, a welcoming atmosphere, enough change from the bank, enough bags and toilet paper, bright smiling faces, a servant's heart.
All of these things factor into your visit on black Friday. It's like we are inviting you to our house for the day and we want to be sure that you get what you need while you are here. We don't want anyone to leave disappointed. Or angry. Or offended.
So I hope to see some of you visiting our house this Friday. I'm praying that we might be able to serve you in some way. And if you get a moment, say a little prayer for us. After all, it can be "the best of times or the worst of times."
Thursday, November 27, 2008
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
And, since there really was no school and he was up anyway, she might have suggested that he go ahead and clean his room? Not that anybody around here did anything like that. But if they did, wouldn't it be funny?
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Always be joyful. Never stop praying. Be thankful in all circumstances, for this is God’s will for you who belong to Christ Jesus.
1 Thessalonians 5:16-18
I am so blessed. How can I keep from singing His praise?
I pray that God our Father and the Lord Jesus Christ will be kind to you and will bless you with peace!
2 Thessalonians 1:2
Saturday, November 22, 2008
Thursday, November 20, 2008
(and if you hear a loud, jubilant sound over our way on Saturday night, don't be alarmed. It's probably just a herd of drama weary parents, relieved that the fall drama is finally over.)
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Crazy Eights (I did this on Saturday in case any of the answers seem strange. Not that doing it on Saturday might explain why the answers might seem strange. )
8 TV shows I love to watch:
Big Bang Theory
Ace of Cakes
Extreme Makeover: Home Edition
Law & Order (all three to some degree)
8 favorite restaurants:
Outback (cheese fries!)
the Pancake Pantry
No Way Jose's
the Melting Pot
Colorado Fondue Company (and the only one I know of is in Florida...and I am not!)
8 things that happened today:
I did laundry.
Jonathan had dress rehearsal for Mousetrap. (it went better than Thursday's practice. No one went to Immediate Care this time.)
I put up some Christmas decorations.
I ate pie.
I heard a song that made me cry.
It got much colder and is still rainy/blechy outside.
I contemplated wrapping Christmas presents.
Um...I did more laundry? (My life really isn't this dull. We just have a lot of laundry.)
8 things I look forward to:
a clean house
going back to Hawaii some day
my trip to Tuscany (someday!)
being thinner (might happen about the time I get to Tuscany)
grandbabies ( a long, long time from now...please God)
8 things on my wish list:
calorie free but good tasting cheese fries from Outback
the ability to dance like Dancing with the stars
the body to go along with the ability to dance like dancing with the stars
a house that's already decorated for Christmas
world peace (isn't that what every beauty pageant contestant wishes for?)
let me know if you decide to play along!
Sunday, November 16, 2008
But not this week.
I have several passages marked (the first three chapters of James could provide blog fodder for a week at least) but one passage has lingered all week, tugging at my soul.
Repent, then, and turn to God; so that your sins may be wiped out, that times of refreshing may come from the LORD. Acts 3:19
times of refreshing...doesn't that appeal to your heart? I cannot think of anything more comforting than the thought of my sins being forgiven (not just forgiven but wiped out) and a time of refreshing (a gift from God) beginning. It just makes my heart sing!
My prayer for you is that you experience His gift of refreshing this week.
The LORD bless you and keep you;
the LORD make his face shine upon you and be gracious to you;
the LORD turn his face toward you and give you peace.
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Friday, November 14, 2008
In honor of that, here's a clip from one of my favorite Christmas movies. (because snow means Christmas is right around the corner, right? Plus the fact that we have been busy with a capital B at work today. By the way, LifeWay is having a HUGE sale right now. Well, maybe not right now because they are getting ready to close. But they will be having it again tomorrow!)
So put on some fuzzy socks, pull up a chair and enjoy!
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
So, for your consideration, here is my blonde moment for the week. (hopefully it is the only one this week.)
I mentioned that I would be getting up very early to fix some sort of casserole for the big veteran's day program at my son's school today. Something like 5 am because the thing takes an hour to cook and our oven is temperamental and goofy and could take 90 minutes instead of 60. Yesterday at 7:00 I decided to reread the letter that came with the gargantuan casserole pan and see if I could put the ingredients together the night before. (because the idea of cracking 20 eggs and frying 2 pounds of sausage at 4:30 was particularly unappealing.) Well, I scanned over the list of ingredients (which I had read before) and read the top part of the letter (which I hadn't read before.)
Imagine my surprise when I noticed that they wanted the casseroles at the school on MONDAY. And did I mention that it was already 7 and everybody leaves the house by 7:30? Or that the casserole takes an hour to cook? After the ingredients are assembled? Ack!
Fortunately, God knew that I'm blonde. Even though we were normally going to be a little shorthanded (because my boss is at the state convention), we actually were blessed with an extra person (because someone who was supposed to have moved to Utah over the weekend had been delayed.) So I was able to fix the casserole and deliver it to school in a timely fashion with no one the wiser. Sigh.
Here's what I've learned:
Under no circumstances are you to pick your child up early from school. (Jonathan called home from school sick one day and when I went to pick him up in the office, the school secretary cornered me.)
Under no circumstances are you to read any letters from school until you are ready to deal with them. What you don't see, you aren't responsible for. (Jonathan helps with this by carrying most information from school in his backpack until the last day of school. )
(Nathan spent the night last night so that only one set of parents would have to drive over to school at the crack of dawn. Next time, it's Becky's turn. Notice the paper taped to the cabinet? That's the infamous letter. I should have burned it. )
May you have a blessed, blonde-free day!
Sunday, November 9, 2008
There have been many times along this journey when I haven't known what to say or how to express it. Sometimes the passages have been too complex and sometimes there have been too many choices.
But this week...I am without words.
I feel like nothing I say could in any way express the feelings I have had as I read through these scriptures.
The overwhelming sorrow and despair at His crucifixition...the profound joy at His resurrection.
So, I'll leave you with this: a verse and a song...
He isn’t here! He is risen from the dead!"
Join us at Bev's for other recaps from the week.
Friday, November 7, 2008
I did make it to work today. (actually, I made it to work yesterday but came back home. See picture of death warmed over and put my name underneath. Gee, doesn't that make a girl feel good?) And now, it's the weekend! Where piles of dirty laundry, dirty dishes, and giant hair balls (did I mention that the dogs are shedding because our weather keeps fluctuating?) await me. I'm so excited. Add to the mix one grounded teenage boy and we have a recipe for nirvana. :)
Wednesday night, after Jonathan got home from church, I happened to pass fairly close by him and inhale. Then I sniffed again. He smelled like...girl! (at least his shoulder did.) I commented on it and he got this grin on his face and said, "yep." That's it. No explanation. No exposing the culprit, no nothing. When I told his sister to smell him (because we are a goofy family. and right now Jessi is saying, "speak for yourself, mom."), Jonathan said, "I smell like girl lots of times. I just change my clothes before you notice." This is not why he is grounded.
Thursday night, after drama practice, Jonathan reminded me that he needed his permission slip signed so he could leave school early next Tuesday. They have a HUGE Veteran's Day program at school every year and the Junior class sponsors it. So he has to be at school at 6:30. AM. And his mom has to be up at 5, baking a breakfast casserole. Anyway, since they come in early and they are all responsible and stuff, they get to leave early if their parents give their permission. So I'm sitting here, thinking that I need to have his grandfather pick him up early when he says, "Yeah, me and Giselle are going out to lunch." Um...what? "then she can drop me off at my house." Um...what? We're still negotiating the outcome of Tuesday. Because I am not entirely comfortable with aspects of this little adventure. But this is not why he is grounded.
He is grounded because he is currently failing two classes. And while I know that his grades fluctuate on a daily basis, he has had a failing grade in history for over a week now (but mom, the class is really really hard. Yes, son, I know. That's why we study.) His most recent addition to the failing grade express is an F in Bible. Because all students at christian schools should fail bible, right? (but mom, I didn't even know that I had a doctrinal statement due. Yes, son, I know. That's why we pay attention in class.) And let me just take a moment to insert here that spending the weekend with a sullen, grounded, bored teenager who needs a hair cut is as much a punishment for the parent as it is the teen. (I hadn't been home more than ten minutes when I heard my first, "I'm bored. I don't have anything to do." Might I suggest studying? Or cleaning your room? Perhaps a load of dishes, or some laundry. Let me tell you, little boy, you do not want to go there with me. )
Also, in all the excitement, I somehow missed celebrating my one year anniversary of my hysterectomy. Ick. Or hooray. Depending on how you look at it. (It's funny. The thought of being pregnant and having a baby at 44 seems a lot more appealing when it's a physical impossibility.) Anyhow, that whole surgery/neverending recovery period is what really started me down this bloggy adventure. So I guess it is something to be thankful for. Although after this neverending post, we might not be too sure.
well, the weekend is waiting for me so I'm off. I hope you have a wonderful one!
Thursday, November 6, 2008
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Sunday, November 2, 2008
“What sorrow awaits you teachers of religious law and you Pharisees. Hypocrites! For you are like whitewashed tombs—beautiful on the outside but filled on the inside with dead people’s bones and all sorts of impurity. Outwardly you look like righteous people, but inwardly your hearts are filled with hypocrisy and lawlessness. Matthew 23:25-28
You will hear of wars and rumors of wars, but see to it that you are not alarmed. Such things must happen, but the end is still to come. Matthew 24:6