adapting

adapting

changing

shifting

clothes, furniture, ideas, attitudes

rearranging

making room for each other

as we become a couple again

daily

instead of on weekends

(sometimes it was every other weekend)

we lived alone before we lived together

and we were both good at being alone

i believe wholeheartedly

that alone need not be lonely

i learned after my divorce

that only when i become comfortable

 being with myself

 can  i truly be comfortable with others

some days i'm more comfortable with me than other days

i still have lots to learn

but i'd rather be alone with no one else in the house

than live with someone and still feel alone

"i've been there, done that"

i am missing him

he's back in cinci consulting for his old company

and checking on the house--

 the first open house looms ahead this weekend

normally he has to wear headphones

for football games

for tv---period

you see, he likes sound

and

i have sound overload all day long

so

 i crave quiet in the evenings

and

some on weekends

tuesday night

 he would not have had to wear head phones

for i put away the lessons

and the work to be graded

curled up in his spot on the couch

with his warm 'throw blanket'

two cats

 and some cookies

and let the ohio state/arkansas game

blare throughout the house

i stayed up and watched

the WHOLE game

four hours of sleep was the result

but ---

ohio state beat an sec team

broke a record

that needed breaking 

i'm glad i sacrificed sleep

to see 

the interception that sealed the game

and

coach tresler dodge the gatorade

this house is tiny

only one comfortable spot for watching tv

it's the same comfortable spot for grading

therefore

we're

adapting

changing

shifting---

love makes that possible

love makes it worthwhile

the house feels empty without him

good--it should

"Finally, all [of you] should be of one and the same mind (united in spirit),

sympathizing [with one another],

loving [each other]as brethren [of one household],

compassionate and courteous (tenderhearted and humble)."

I Peter 3:8

I'm joining emily w. at imperfect prose

Being goofy among other things and Monday's prayer

 This was taken on 'Mismatch Day'.  The week that we observed our school's newly reorganized
club against drugs, texting when driving, and anything that can have disastrous results, we had a different theme for each day.  (I just made a mishmash of what the club stands for---I'll get the acronym and the
explanation from the co-leaders tomorrow and share it with you all.)

Anyhow I participated in all but the camouflage day. I didn't have any such clothing nor did my husband or son or neighbor.  A lot of the teachers participated each day,  in support of our librarian and school aide, the co-leaders. They are much loved, respected, and appreciated.  

 Less teachers participated on this day.  But I thought it would be fun and I worked at keeping it within
my school wardrobe, yet funky.  A lot of my kids got a kick out of my outfit and that I'd be goofy
enough to participate.  Sometimes I can be really, really serious and really, really stern.  The size of my classes and the fact that I have special needs students in some large classes without any help, necessitates
seriousness and sternness---at times.

But I need to be goofy too. 

As I align my head and heart for heading back to the classroom tomorrow, I'm thinking about serious, stern, and goofy (and other moods/attitudes also).  Above all, I want to be 'Christlike'---in attitude, actions, words, body language, facial expressions, thoughts---everything.  That is my prayer.

Later this week I will share my word for 2011, but tonight I leave you with Monday's Prayer.  I got a new book over the holiday break--bought it for myself.  It's another Stormie Omartian book.  Her prayers reach down deep inside me where feelings and desires are tucked away ---ones that need to be brought to the surface---out in the open.  She is down to earth--real---a woman speaking to whomever will listen.

However this book is especially for women.  It's called The Power of Praying: HELP FOR A WOMAN'S JOURNEY THROUGH LIFE.    Sounds like something a lot of us could use, huh?!  It's a small paperback packed full of 'God Inspiration'.

Here's the prayer to begin the first full week of 2011.

Lord,

May Your love manifested in me be a witness of Your greatness.
Teach me to love others the way You do.
Soften my heart where it has become hard.
Make me fresh where I have become stale.
Lead me and instruct me where I have become unteachable.
Make me to be faithful, giving, and obedient the way Jesus was.

May Your light so shine in me that I become a light to all who know me.
Make me to be so much like Christ that when people see me they will want to know You better.

In Jesus' name I pray.

And as always she accompanies the prayer with scripture.  In this book she uses the heading:
 "GOD'S PROMISE."
Therefore humble yourselves under the mighty hand of God, that He may exalt you in due time,
casting all your care upon Him, for He cares for you.  I Peter 5: 6 - 7

This picture looks like I'm dancing, but I'm not.  I was starting to point out my mismatched socks
when the librarian snapped the picture.  I like to do at least 3 pics at a time, so since I only have 3
of this day, this one gets included.

Blessings to you all as you begin this week!

Calendars and the End of the Week Psalm

 Two calendars:  the above one is 2010 and the one below is 2011.

Both contain photos of my grandson in Texas.

They also contain photos of people cherished by him and who cherish him.

I took one down this evening and put the other up.

I cherish these calendars and will keep them long after the year they represent expires.

Of course the photos are of Aaron and other folks taken during the past year,

so that none look the same as they do now.

But that's okay.

They still make me smile.

 January 2010 above

and January 2011 below.

Quite a difference!



I put up a new calendar on the fridge also.  It is one that I will write appointments on.

I don't mark up the ones pictured here--I can be messy when I write on calendars

and I don't want to mess these up.

Another week has gone by and tonight a year ended and another began.

I hope you found bits of joy and happiness tonight

and that you find much more of both this year.

Here's the End of the Week Psalm:

Psalm 66

To the Chief Musician. A song. A Psalm.

!) MAKE A joyful noise unto God, all the earth;

Sing forth the honor and glory of His name;

make His praise glorious!

2) Say to God, How awesome and fearfully glorious are Your works!

Through the greatness of Your power shall Your enemies submit themselves to You.

3) All the earth shall bow down to You and sing [praises] to You;

Selah.

7) He rules by His might forever,

His eyes observe and keep watch over the nations;

let not the rebellious exalt themselves.

Selah.

8) Bless our God, O peoples, give Him grateful thanks and make the voice of His praise be heard. . .

May your New Year's Day be a lovely and restful one.
Happy New Year!

Update--we're back home

Hubby and George share a quiet moment after the grandkids had left last Sunday.

 

This is the house in Cincinnati back in July.

I forgot to take a picture of it before we left today.

A white wrought iron railing has been added to the porch and steps.

Mike and I drove down for a quick visit to do some little touch-ups.

It has been listed and the pictures in the listing of inside and of the big back yard look great.

We intended to be back last night (Wednesday), but our furnace froze into a huge block of ice

and then died.

We had been having trouble with it, so we're actually thankful it happened when we were there

AND

before we had a buyer.

We got an energy efficient Crane 15 seer (government rating of the efficiency) unit.

Mike called several companies to come give estimates.

The first guy had a decent estimate, but the company had sold all three units in stock by the time we called him back, after the next guy had come and gone. 
This second guy's estimate was high and he couldn't put it in until next week either.

We were looking at next week with the others also.

Then---

The  fifth company that we called, sent a guy who said he could install it Thursday morning
(this was Tuesday).
His estimate was lower than any given so far, so bingo-
-we said yes.

After realizing we still had some energy tax credit coming,
Mike asked him about the more expensive energy efficient one.

They didn't have the less expensive brand of this type in stock,
therefore they gave us the best at the same price as the lesser one would have been!

So the small crisis worked out after prayer and then a fervent thank you to God.

We are now home safe and sound.

A big sigh of relief.

The cats were thrilled to see us, although our diabetic neighbor is great with them

and has no problem giving George his insulin shot.

The picture below is of Mike's truck and the trailer

 that he's been hauling huge loads on each time he made a trip.

We did take my SUV this time, because of my fibromyalgia--- 

 I have a multi-adjustable with lumbar passenger seat which his truck doesn't have,

and it's a four hour trip, which can be very uncomfortable.

The trip went well and I was comfortable both ways.

(This picture was taken in summer from the screened in porch off the kitchen, thus the checkered look).

I will catch up on all your news and will also write more later.

Blessings to you all.

By him therefore let us offer the sacrifice of praise to God continually,

that is, the fruit of our lips giving thanks to his name.

Hebrews 13:15

A special smile

 P. got braces put on about a month ago.

She was thrilled to receive this t-shirt

with a very special smile on it.

I will leave that image in your mind as I go without Internet access for a few days.

I will be back before New Year's Eve.  Enjoy your week.

Blessings---Beth



Christmas, grandchildren, cats, and the Monday prayer

 We had Christmas today

with

my son, his wife, and three of their children.

Colton was at his dad's today,

but we saw him yesterday

and gave him his presents then.

Above is a picture of the Irish lass getting ready to open a present.

This picture shows off her bright red hair.

                                            Below is big sis showing dance moves to little sis.

Gifts have been opened.

Pizza has been eaten,

and

now is the silly time.

Getting ready to leave. We wanted to show off his doggy face hat,

but he decided to look 'cool', cock his head to the side, and wink at us.

The Irish lass wouldn't get into the picture.

She wasn't very happy about leaving.

So Grandma posed with Peyton and Dillon.

Dillon is into Toy Story and clothes.

So he loved this outfit,

although

at first he was shy about getting his picture taken.

Then

he got over the shyness and posed.

The two cats after an exhausting day of dodging small children

and if possible -- hiding from them.

Mike and I had finally opened our presents to each other

and the cats settled in on some of the wrapping and tissue paper.

It was a good day.

Tomorrow is Monday and thus Beginning of the Week Prayer Time.

Since it will be the New Year before another Monday Prayer Time,

I thought this one was particularly good for wrapping up one year

and

beginning another.

Lord,

Help me to forget all that is behind me

so that I can reach forward to the future

You have for me.

My main goal in life

 is

to fulfill Your calling.

Help me to do that.

Help me to run the race well,

to fight the good fight,

to not compromise the life

You have for me

in any way.

Help me to not look back into the past

where

 I let fear, doubt, and ignorance

of Your ways

influence the decisions

 I made.

Enable me to rise above all that

into

the complete wholeness and purpose

You have for my life.

Amen.

I do not count myself to have apprehended (captured and made it my own yet); but one thing I do,

forgetting those things which are behind and reaching forward

to those things which are ahead,

I press toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God

in Christ Jesus.

Philippians 3:13 - 14

From one of Stormie Omartian's prayer books.

Blessings to you all as you begin this week.

Angels

 This is one of my top three favorite angels.

 It's set on a divider wall that has glass cabinets

set in on each side--one in the living room and one in the dining room.

There is a divider on each side of the opening

from the living room to the dining room--Craftsman style.

The tops of the dividers make for a great display area with angels facing the living room

and some facing the dining room.

This lovely lady with the manger scene

faces the living room.

The angels behind her are facing the dining room.

 I didn't get to crop this picture yet.

This angel was the first one my father bought me

with the "Love from Mother and Dad" note

the first Christmas without her.

                                                         Dad was eclectic in his angels.
                                                This was one of the last he bought me.

The little angel on the left was the angel Mother bought me

 for my first born's first Christmas.

Sara was born five days before Christmas in 1975.

The other angel  represents Mother's 'bell' stage.

I received  angel bells for several years in a row.

The middle angel came from an arrangement that my Grandpa Jarvis

gave me when I was in my teens.

The glass bowl broke, so now I just display the little girl.

The angel on the left was for my first married Christmas in our first home.
It was 1974.
(My first husband and I were married December 22, 1973, but spent Christmas on our honeymoon.)

The three in back are more of the bells.

The two in front came as a pair

and are my mischievous angels.

Two of my glass angels with one (on the far right) that has a stained glass effect.

 

These are just a few of my angels.

We are going to the late Christmas Eve service at the church

where my father was a minister

from the time I was nine until I was 17.

No doubt we will sing "Hark the Angels Sing" or "Angels We Have Hear on High"--two of many beautiful Christmas hymns.

I pray a blessed Christmas for you all.

To all of you faithful blogger friends and to the family members who read this:

Merry Christmas!

"Angels We Have Heard on High"

Angels we have heard on high
Sweetly singing o'er the plains,
And the mountains in reply
Echoing their joyous strains.

Gloria, in excelsis Deo!
Gloria, in excelsis Deo!

Shepherds, why this jubilee?
Why your joyous strains prolong?
What the gladsome tidings be
Which inspire your heavenly song?

Gloria, in excelsis Deo!
Gloria, in excelsis Deo!

Come to Bethlehem and see
Christ Whose birth the angels sing;
Come, adore on bended knee,
Christ the Lord, the newborn King.

Gloria, in excelsis Deo!
Gloria, in excelsis Deo!

See Him in a manger laid,
Whom the choirs of angels praise;
Mary, Joseph, lend your aid,
While our hearts in love we raise.

Gloria, in excelsis Deo!
Gloria, in excelsis Deo!


                                                        "Hark the Herald Angels Sing"

Hark! the Herald Angels sing,
Glory to the new-born King,
Peace on earth and mercy mild,
God and sinner reconcil'd.

Chorus:
Hark! the Herald Angels sing,
Glory to the new-born King.

Joyful all ye nations rise,
Join the triumph of the skies,
With the angelic host proclaim,
Christ is born in Bethlehem.

Chorus

Christ by highest Heaven ador'd,
Christ the everlasting Lord!
Late in time behold him come,
Offspring of a Virgin's womb.

Chorus

Hail the Heaven-born Prince of Peace!
Hail the Sun of righteousness!
Light and life to all he brings,
Risen with healing in his wings.

Chorus

Mild he lays his glory by,
Born that man no more may die,
Born to raise the sons of earth,
Born to give them second birth.

Chorus

Psalm and Monday Prayer Combined

These are my snow angels-most of them given me by my parents.

I just thought I'd feature them with this post.

I have not been blogging much--writing or reading.

So much else and many others have been needing my time.

Therefore, I may take a short break, but then maybe I won't.

Time will tell.

Meanwhile I'll begin the Monday Prayer with the scripture

that Stormie Omartian always pairs with the prayer.

It's from Psalms, so thus my weekend Psalm (a bit late).

Wait on the LORD; be of good courage, and He shall strengthen your heart;

wait, I say, on the LORD!

Psalm 27:14

Lord,

I choose to wait on You instead of just waiting for things to happen.

I refuse to run ahead of Your perfect will for my life.

At the same time, I don't want to lag behind it either

because of steps I have neglected to take.

Show me where I have not been diligent to do things You want me to do.

I commit to trusting Your Word and delighting myself in You.

I rest in You this day and wait patiently for You to bring to pass

all that needs to happen in my life.

Bless me with patience in the process.

Amen.

Blessings to you as you begin this week!



a simple manger set



a purchase many christmases ago

this manger set graced my parents' home

for their oldest child's first christmas

later the youngest child--me

looked forward to the 'unveiling' each year

i remember carefully unwrapping each figure 

and placing them where i thought best

this became my most cherished christmas responsibility

i was married two days before christmas

so that christmas was not celebrated

in a home of our own

the next christmas we had settled into our first home

time to decorate

the tree and ornaments were easy

but

the manger scene?

mother solved the dilemma for me

she bought a new wooden creche set

and

gave me this simple creche

didn't cost much when bought

but as a little girl i thought it was beautiful

over the years pieces became a bit 'worn'

despite careful handling

but

i cherished them all

still do

it's the only creche i have ever had

each year i carefully unwrap each piece

and place them where i think best

there have been some additions

but no subtractions

this manger scene means the most to me

of all that i have of christmas decorations

for

it's not a decoration

its significance and worth goes much deeper

 representing

the savior who was born in a manger

the christian home in which i grew up

the mother who passed this tradition on

the father who preached the savior's message

but

most of all

love

simple love

manifested in a baby

given to us

by God

so that we might be set free eternally

i rejoice in that love

and

will continue

rejoicing

daily

part of blog carnival on the word rejoice

Monday Morning Prayer

I am not down, sad, or depressed, but can have those moments

especially

during the holidays.

I know others do also,

thus the following prayer

to begin this week.

Monday Morning Prayer

Lord,

I confess to You that sometimes I feel down, sad, or depressed.

But I know You have joy, gladness, peace, and fulfillment for me right where I am.

Help me to put my hope in You and praise You in the midst of whatever I experience.

Help me to look to You for everything,

for You are my God who puts a smile on my face and joy in my heart.

Amen.

Why are you cast down, O my soul?

And why are you disquieted with in me?

Hope in God;

for I shall yet praise Him,

the help of my countenance and my God.

Psalm 42:11

from Prayers for Emotional Wholeness

by Stormie Omartian

Both photos were taken from my car on my way home from school.

The road in the first one leads up a hill to a sheep farm.

The house is late 1800's and was restored by a friend and her husband.

You have no idea at the bottom that a whole vista of astounding beauty

awaits at the top.

The last one was taken from the front parking lot of 'my' high school.

The hill is across Rt. 147 (Seneca Lake Road),  a major roadway

for 'getting around' back in those hills.

I took this photo mainly for the sky view.

Blessings to you all as you begin your week!

Decorating, To Kill a Mockingbird Projects, and the Weekly Psalm

Last weekend hubby put the lights up outside.

He put up the tree and put the lights on it. 

I then put the 'garland' and the ornaments on the tree.

I also decorated the fireplace mantle.

I have a collection of Santas and a garland through which hubby winds lights.

It makes for a bright display.

Here are a few of the Santas.

Tonight I put out all my angels and the manger scene.  I also finished putting out my snowmen collection (a small one).

I had a tough time with my mouth this week.

My nerves got a bit frayed as my two  freshmen Advanced English classes finished up their

To Kill a Mockingbird projects and presented them.

It's a three-part project: presentation, visual, and written.

There are three grades for a total of 300 points.

Much work is required from the students and me.

[Then the grading begins.]

The stress was palpable.

But it's always worth the work and stress--at least I think so.

The experience is one of educational growth

as well as a stretching exercise in responsibility and patience

for all of us.

I will show pictures and tell more about it next week.

But here's a verse I needed.

It works well for the end of the week and beginning of the weekend Psalm.

I SAID, I will take heed and guard my ways,

that I may sin not with my tongue;

I will muzzle my mouth as with a bridle . . .

And now, Lord, what do I wait for and expect?

 My hope and expectation are in You.

Deliver me from all my transgressions;

 make me not the scorn and reproach of the [self-confident] fool.

Psalm 39:1, 7, 8

And He has put a new song in my mouth,

a song of praise to our God.

Many shall see and fear (revere and worship)

and put their trust and confident reliance in the Lord.

Let all those that seek and require such as love Your salvation say continually,

The Lord be magnified!

Psalm 40:3, 16

Blessings to you all!

i miss them

 he could fall asleep 'at the drop of a hat'

one minute with us

next minute

head back

jet fighter sounds

erupting

i'm like him

that way

i have to pull over sometimes

to take a 10 minute nap

so i don't

 run off the road

 he often had to do that

some days

i lock my door after school

get my square pillow for my feet

the little one for my head

my lap blanket

2 chairs

(one for torso/one for elevated feet)

and

snap!

i'm asleep

must not be any jet sounds erupting

the custodian would mercilessly tease me

if there were



then i'm up

 ready to finish
organizing for the next day
and

 drive home

just like him

 he loved gifts

we loved giving them to him

much more fun

watching him open his

than us opening ours

he didn't have much as a child

christmas gifts were sparce

mama always got him a special gift

fooling him into thinking

there wasn't one

then

surprise!

they each tried to make up

for what had lacked

in their childhood lives

some don't see it that way

but i do

christmas is tough

for me

while it's joyful

i have wonderful:

 husband

children and their spouses

grandchildren

brothers and families

sisters-in-law and families

friends

i have a home

food

job

love

but i miss them

dad and mom

i put up her tree

again this year

he was thrilled the first year i did

he didn't decorate

after she died

that part of christmas

went with her

but he enjoyed

our decorations

especially 'her' tree

he found joy in those around him 

but

he never stopped missing her

just like i never stop

missing them

(no pictures of mom)

as i read folks' blogs

thoughts of christmas

the meaning

one thought centers tonight

i miss them

my next task --

putting out all the angels

she bought me

over the years

beginning with the december

my daughter was born

she made dad promise

to keep the tradition

he always signed the card

"Love from mother and dad"

he must have made my husband promise

because i still receive one

every christmas

i cherish them all

but

they make me

miss them---

mom and dad

yet where would i be

without those cherished memories?

i could have been

a "throw-away" child

like the one boy taken to the hospital last week
from my school

no one wanting him

memories can hurt

but

i can't imagine

not having had the love

that made the memories

yes, i miss my parents tonight

as tears roll down my cheeks

but

i'm grateful they were precious

to me

so that i have

reasons

to miss them

a glimpse of mama's tree and two of the ornament angels

part of imperfect prose on thursdays