Blessings of a Beautiful Picnic

The day was beautiful, the company enjoyable, our family relaxed, the pool immaculate and perfectly refreshing, great BBQ was served, and all was fantastic. And if your young preteen or teen child needs direction, a service mi daet, respect and honor training, the US NAVAL Sea Cadets and Sea Bees is certainly the way to go. They learn so much, are trained in skills and leadership and respect God first, country second and authorities third, exactly as it should be. So glad we went and what an amazing day!!! Thank you, God, for it! You are the Giver of all good things!! ❤

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Seeing an Old Friend

I think sometimes God puts someone fresh in your mind because something is left undone with them or to let you know they will be headed your way soon. Well, this happened recently in a dream and some random thoughts through the day and today we randomly met up at a park. Well, because of the Holy Spirit preparing me, I was ready and knew what to say and what he needed to hear. It is beautiful how God works out unresolved or unfinished business in the right timing when we are ready for it and the other person is ready for it. And God continues to amaze me every day. I love Him so much to take care of the little nagging details of our lives to promote growth and peace and show love. He is so very good! ❤❤❤

Thoughts & Remembrances with a Glance

I saw my estranged band brother/friend Wil go by in his truck the other day. It was a beep beep and head nods and a momentary glance. This man is a band brother, loved, accepted as family with open loving arms. And he married a horrible jealous female who won’t let him associate with any of us or play anymore or even speak. An eight year close friendship instantly flushed down the pooper with one bad decision and we haven’t seen him for a year now. And we get a beep beep and head nods and disappear again. What makes men go down this road? Playing in the bands obviously made him very happy and he loved being part of the family, ate with us, gigged with us, carpooled, long conversations with the family, etc. And what makes insecure and immature females so jealous and dictatorial? Do they believe a man loves them less if he loves his family too? How foolish the thought. And controlling a person is impossible, no matter how tight the noose you put on them. What fools! He willingly gave up his freedom and she willingly demanded it. Very foolish pair. And we love him still, foolish decision and all. It was good to see him however briefly and know she hasn’t killed him yet. The roads we walk are forever winding and twisting. They come and go, even in a span of a foot of moving forward. And we have to cling to God and who we have left and of course family and just love that much more. When the circle tightens, each remaining member is that much more important. And of course those we love that wander off are always family and always welcome home. We love you, Wil. ❤

Tea Party

So I hosted a tea party. And I wish I had taken a picture of the settings and snacks but they were divine. My favorite tea luxury is Celestial Seasonings Bengal Spice with a tad of milk, like a chai. I served crackers and two goat cheese, one plain and one honey (yummy!), fresh fruit, nuts, about 10 teas and ice cream with chocolate chip oatmeal cookie crumble for dessert. It was wonderful and everyone liked everything and Steve was comfortably able to avoid everyone, so win win all around. But what I loved most and always love most about hosting tea or dinner or whatever is visiting with friends and making them feel loved. I feel closer to the Lord when I entertain people in my home. That is what life should be right there and it is worth every effort made and every room cleaned. I love it!!!! Great day!!! ❤

Looking for People

I am not on facebook. I was and wasted a heck of a lot of time on it pretending to be social but only writing, never saying or hearing an audible word from people, never making eye contact with them, never touching their skin. I still miss the thought of being “in touch” with them but once getting off of it realized it was just the thought I had to begin with. Knowing the events of a person’s life is in no shape the full picture of that person. Seeing pictures tells only part of the story. And I had shared my number before getting off of it and not one person from it except my best friend, one good friend and family has called since I’ve been off. No calls even when I was on, truth be told. It is this false notion of connectedness in an addictive need to know formula. And that is dangerous. One has a sense of urgent dependency to be on tech to feel connected but it is a false sense of connection. My husband got back on just to wish his daughter a happy birthday, as apparently she cannot communicate any other way. Now that he told her, he is getting off again. So, I was looking up a few friends from my past and they only jumped up in searches on facebook, maybe on Instagram too and nothing about real life. And it brought them right up so good people or bad people would know where they were, what they were doing, see their pictures, etc. That is pretty scary to me, maybe I am cautious. But being off facebook, evidently I am weird again and out of the loop and old fashioned and definitely out of people’s thoughts and minds and realm of communication. So, I draw closer still to God who loves me and my little family and take comfort that God is always with me, even on lonely night after lonely night and days of family and band family that are still around and maybe a friend now and then. And I am content, don’t get me wrong, but I miss days of calling someone up on a phone that doesn’t play a role in cancer and just talk or meet in person. Ooo, ah. What would it be like if neighbors still visited each other. What would happen if people actually still had and practiced real social skills? Who knew technology would kill real committed human connections. Amazing. So glad I have God or I would be extremely lonely in this world. I am so blessed. ❤

Independence Day!!

My daddy was a Marine and a farmer and machinist in SW Michigan and the more patriotic man in the world and I am His daughter. He used to do July 4th bigger than anyone I knew, spending hundreds of dollars on food and fireworks at our house. Family and neighbors came to our house for this holiday. Homemade ice cream, grilled meats, mom’s potato salad, sweet corn on the cob, watermelon and a healthy dosage of fireworks to top it off. This is my first Independence Day celebration without him and it will be spent humbly with some close friends. It will be different, quiet but sometimes the quiet company of dear friends is best and we will have a great day. We are looking forward to it! Happy Independence Day!!!! Love you and God bless America!!!

Elderly Contributions

The elder people of my life are my foundation, my backbone, my sweet spot. My grandmother was an amazing nurse and missionary. She told me later she struggled with school, she was not naturally intelligent that way. Nor did she know tons of stuff about tons of stuff. I never knew that his at all n until she had that his old me much later in life. What do I remember about my invaluable time with her? She loved Jesus. And she knew old songs from Texas I did not otherwise learn. She loved art and music and learning and she sure loved her family and me. That is my memory of her. Not her brilliance but her love and passion for Jesus and family. My other grandma was also hard working but a farmer’s wife. From her, I remember etiquette, good posture, cleanliness, work ethic, warmth, love of family and God, composure, respect, natural remedies to about anything. I do not ever remember what she was not but truly appreciated all that she was. From Beulah Barnett, an elderly widow I sat with sometimes, I learned shading and art for she had been an artist. I remember affirming smiles and encouragement from older people from the church. From both grandpas, I learned laughter and music and love of God. As my dad aged, I learned the importance of time spent just talking. The elderly people of my life made my life rich. I was so blessed to a have them. I would not be who I am without them. So if you feel you have little to offer tech-addicted people, think again and just offer who you are. You are invaluable as an elder. And those who are not elders, get off your worthless tech and take some time with an elder person today. It is much more important and truly invaluable to your character development.