It seems we have had a lot of good-bye’s lately. My husband was the child of an old man. Bob’s father was 56 when Bob was born. Bob had a brother 9 years older and Brother George was the one who taught Bob most of the things a father would teach. Bob and George were not only brothers they were friends.
George was a funny man. By this I mean both odd and humorous. He had many friends and didn’t know a stranger. Most of his friends were a little “off”, by this I mean irregular people, but aren’t most of us a little irregular? George had a laugh that could be recognized a mile away. He was a very talented man, he could fix anything. He was a sign painter by trade and painted free hand. He was a mountain man who kept his toothbrush on the dashboard of his pick-up. He loved to hunt, fish and be in the mountains. He preferred taking a bath only when he really thought he need one otherwise he considered himself odorless. His words not mine.
He gave most everyone he knew a nick name–Bob’s was Bo-Diddles. Our son John’s nick name was Chief. George had 5 wishes for the end of his life I only know two. One is to be buried be his grandparents and the other is to have John read a paper he wrote while in college called, “My Uncle.” We are on the hunt for that paper.
George will be missed and we look forward to seeing him again soon when Jesus comes.
So what are you thankful for this year? I was thinking about that today as I cleaned my sewing room. UGH The room is a mess it’s looking better but needs a total makeover.
As tradition has it, we usually go around the table and tell something we are thankful for. I was thinking about this as I was cleaning. We are all so long-winded the food is getting cold as we go on and on. This year I think we will gather and talk about thankfulness and then get the food on the table. There could be as many as 20 of us around the table this year and I am thankful for each family.
I told Bob today, there is no use in being cranky we just have to be thankful for each day that we are healthy and normal. What started all of this is a trip to the grocery store yesterday. Bob never shops with me but for some reason yesterday he drove me around town to do some errands and the last thing we did was stop at the grocery store. I noticed the longer we shopped the more unhappy he became. He started looking at things a little more and I could see the wheels turning. Finally I said, “you just have to ignore the prices and be thankful we can afford to buy groceries.”
I am thankful for a warm bed, for the little pieces of junk I have around the house, for pumpkins. My family and for each of you. I am thankful I have a Lord and Savior to believe in. Happy Thanksgiving.
How do you do it? How do you say good-bye? I always cry, well nearly always cry, when our little families leave for home. I try not to cry, I even pray about it but I hate to think of not seeing them for a few weeks or months.
Today was a forever good-bye, you guessed it a funeral. Eunice and Duane have been married 30 years it wasn’t time to say farewell. Eunice was brave today, but when the day in and day out routine starts again I know she will miss Duane.
God never intended life to be like this and yet here we are in a big pickle. Death is just around the corner for all of us. Oh my, how did I get so morbid today?
Again and again I pledge to be nicer and more loving to everyone I know and then I fail. I did tie a strangers shoe today, she was too old to bend over and do it herself. Does that count towards being nice, is it enough?
Just how mission minded are you? For that matter how mission minded am I? Could I leave the comfort of home and family and go to. . . .India or Africa? Could I stay 3 years, 8 years or, or, or forever? IDK It’s something to think about. Then again do I have to? Can I be mission minded at home? Well, I could be but am I?
I made soup on Friday and had several couples over to enjoy soup, blueberry muffins, ice cream with chocolate crackle (all of these recipes you can find on this blog. Just click on recipes in the side bar). Back to my story. We were discussing baptisms and one person said, “I never see any baptisms from women’s ministries or a lot of the other ministries we do in the church.” GULP I had to say something but what? My answer was, “sometimes we sow the seeds and someone else does the harvesting.” Was that a good answer or was it a cop-out? Why are we so afraid to plain say would you like some Bible studies? It’s something to pray about that’s for sure.
Here is one of the soup recipes I made Friday. We really liked it a lot I would use a little less garlic next time and I use McKay’s Chicken Seasoning in place of chicken stock because it is vegetarian. This is from www.ourbestbites.com. I love this site it is just plain fun to see what the ladies are cooking up. I poked holes in my squash and put it in the microwave for about 10 minutes and then peeled it and took the seeds out.
Butternut Squash Soup
Recipe by Our Best Bites
1/2 T olive oil
1 T butter
1/2 C sliced carrots (abt 1 med carrot or 12 baby ones)
2 stalks celery, diced
1 C diced onion
4 large garlic cloves, minced
1 medium butternut squash, (abt 4 cups peeled and diced)
1 medium potato, diced (about 2 C diced)
32 oz chicken broth (that’s one box/carton)
1 T brown sugar
1 1/2 t kosher salt
3/4 t dried sage
1 pinch cayenne pepper or a douse of hot sauce
In a large stock pot, heat olive oil and butter. When butter is melted add onions, carrots, celery, and garlic saute for about 4 minutes. Add everything else and simmer until veggies are done. I added the brown sugar after the veggies had cooked. Put all of this in a blender and blend. I like to sprinkle a little parsley on each bowl before serving.
I was renewed at the Minnesota Women’s Retreat with Elizabeth Talbot’s talks on the book of John. Elizabeth has a way of bringing the Bible alive. If you ever have a chance to hear her speak don’t pass it up. Well, you can actually hear her on the Voice of Prophesy every day she is one of the key speakers. You may also go to www.vop.com and hear Elizabeth.
I know you all are so much more advanced than I am on the Bible but I just never put this together. Do you remember the story of Moses and the snakes? The children of Israel were being bitten by snakes and the Lord told Moses to put a snake on a pole and when the Israelites looked on the snake they would be healed. Take a look at Numbers 21:4-9. The people of Israel are tired and impatient. They hate everything. Venomous snakes start biting the people and many die. When the people repent they ask Moses to help them. God told Moses to, “Make a fiery serpent, and set it on a pole. . .when he looks at the snake, he will live.” verse 8
It’s the same with salvation–all be have to do is look upon Jesus and believe–don’t you love that it’s so simple. John 3:14-17–read it–“As Moses lifted up the serpent in the wilderness, even so must the Son of Man be lifted up; so whoever believes on Him shall not perish, but have eternal life.”
There you have it and it’s not complicated is it?
I have said this before and I’ll say it again–People are funny. Actually it has been kind of interesting having a bandage on my nose. I know you may not understand especially if you aren’t sanguine. Since sanguinis like to be the center of attention we will do and go most any place just to have a chance to chat, and a bandage gave me an edge.
Back to the nose, some people talk and talk and never say one word about “the nose.” Now I know they see it but they are polite, they figure the right thing to do is be quiet. Others the minute they see me they ask about my nose and proceed to tell me they had something taken off some place on their body. My piano students, they are the funny ones, most of them ask if I fell down. LOL
This wound is just a little thing compared to what others are going through. For me it’s big because it’s on my nose. Compared to my friends Joe, Leon and Shelly, who are all fighting cancer, my nose is nothing.
If you are praying for someone will you please add my friends to your list? Prayer is mighty and I know God answers. Perhaps if we combine our prayers God will hear us even better. Do you believe that? IDK
The day I have been dreading is here, well it will be in a few hours. It’s the day I have my nose scraped. Sounds bad I know. I don’t know how bad because it’s never happened to me before. I have skin cancer. I’m not looking forward to the ordeal but I have to do it. My fella has offered to go with me and hold my hand, I think I’ll take him up on it.
So am I vain? We will find out. Am I going to go out with a big red nose? IDK The Bible says vanity is worthless, I suspect it is true.