Wednesday, October 19, 2022

But What I Didn't Tell You Was ---


" ... and you are complete in Him, who is the head of all principality and power."   --- Colossians 2:10


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The first day when the basement guys arrived? Tom closed the garage door and somehow stepped away with a hairline fracture in his big toe.

The next Monday, he attended a celebration at his work's offices and--when they snapped group photos out on the lawn--Tom, this time, sprained his ankle. Same foot.

He arrived home, told me of this, and our earlier 2022 questions, "Will we ever be able to go on vacation again? Would it be worth the risks?" seemed to be answered

Even though Tom faithfully lifts weights and uses the treadmill at home, we are probably done with vacations.

Oh, and also I forgot to mention over 15 years the fatty cyst on top of my head has grown and while daily praying it'll decrease, now I'm buying headbands and berets to cover it (big sigh). 

Acceptance. Oh dear.

Some folks refuse it, for they consider it admitting defeat. Yet I prefer to view acceptance as a challenge. "Okay, so I can no longer _______. What can I do instead? What new activities can I discover? What am I still able to fix or recreate or imagine?"

Probably, at first, most of us feel pensive (as I have lately) when we lose something and are deciding how to make a replacement or whether to just sit around, mope, counting our losses, instead.

Go skipping acceptance, aim at retrieving what you lost, and oh dear. It's a bit like knocking one's head against a wall. Repeatedly.

Much of 2022 I've felt the challenge of acceptance, like, for various reasons, this may be our final house (financially we're farther ahead remaining here and we're feeling much too decrepit to pack). But my decorating choices here are now so limited (I'm all about decorating!). And to give myself a break, my gardening life is reduced. 

Oh, and I don't like driving the way I used to, not even to the library so yeah, Honey, I'm home a lot. And that's where I've chosen to overcome my challenges. At home. 

It's here where I battle against lethargy and defeat so I can, instead, create a life from which I don't even need a vacation. A life as creatively satisfying as any adventure elsewhere, even if it includes watching tons of other folks' travels on Youtube.

And frankly, I'm making a life with Jesus at the center, He who meets every single need as only He can. 

I mean, hey. I could travel to incredible exotic places or live inside my Victorian dream house or have 10 grandchildren and all the energy of a gymnast, but you know? Still only Jesus can fill that space inside my heart designed just for Him.

A.W. Tozer said something like, "We limit ourselves when we believe 'I'll be ok as long as I have Jesus and'-- " It's that 'and' we should place upon our palm sometimes, peer at it from all angles and then ask ourselves, "But what if I lose this? Would I be ok with only Jesus?"

For it's when we truly know only Jesus satisfies us that we experience the freedom He meant for us all along.





If anyone knows that exact A.W. Tozer quote, I'd be grateful if you sent it to me. I found it years ago, but didn't write it down and have searched many times since. (Note to self: write stuff down!)  シ


Make all the travel memories you can while you still can. They will prove purposeful later.


Oh, and please don't suggest a wheelchair for traveling for Tom. He's accepted much about where he is, but he's not ready to consider that. I don't blame him.
But I'll add what I told my friend, Susan, at Facebook:

"Yeah, I should probably go back and add on my post that Tom has asked for the occasional wheelchair at airports because it's quick and saves so many steps. He's also had us take those small motorized tram things with drivers. He's fine with those and using his canes and that rollator thing (walker with wheels) he uses here and at the office. It's just that he's not ready to have me roll him around everywhere and actually I'm wondering if I could take him around very far. heh."


And yes. We've not ruled out day trips. Those are more doable at this stage and thankfully, we live in an area where the places to visit are nearly endless.


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And speaking of libraries and Youtube, here's one of the most incredible things I've ever seen in my life(!) It's a public library built in 1882 with all the original books still upon its shelves! Wow. Blew me away.


And oh, what Justin and Ally saw on their New England autumn trees expedition!







Please remember: My posts are always about more than they appear to be. *** "For if you forgive others their trespasses, your heavenly Father will also forgive you, but if you do not forgive others their trespasses, neither will your Father forgive your trespasses." ... Matthew 6:14,15

Tuesday, October 18, 2022

When Autumn Borrows You For Awhile



"The Earth is the Lord's and the fulness thereof... I remember the days of old; I meditate on all that you have done; I ponder the work of your hands."   ---Psalm 24:1, Psalm 143:5


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(My excuses for not blogging much lately.)

Autumn is messing with my head. Anyone else? Besides feeling grateful for Summer's disappearance, color me all contemplative, contented, and unable to blog about specifics.

Instead I:

light the fireplace candles 
and switch on my new fairy lights woven among the mantle's old white dishes. 
And I make pumpkin cake (recipe to follow) 
then sit upon the red couch staring at the picture window with golden leaves, waving.
And dream and imagine
and watch other women via Youtube enjoying their Autumn, as well.

So there's that.

The basement water proofing is (mostly) done (long story). The two huge 8 x 8 plastic-linen-like bags of basement trash outside were finally whisked away by a crane after weeks of people poking through them. 

A test, all that.

Also, a guy will arrive tomorrow to paint our newly-waterproofed basement. For 3 days he'll paint down there, but fortunately that's a quiet job, not a disruptive one. I hope.

Daniel The Cat snuck out of the house for 2 hours! When I figured that's where he must be, I went outside calling, "Treats!", and there he was, peeking at me on his tip toes over the Autumn daisies. Whew.

Yet the most shaking news is that last week my friend, Elizabeth, passed away. We met over 13 years ago via this blog and we chatted at Facebook and through email and she mailed me Valentines and Christmas cards. 

Another reason for contemplation, that, requiring quiet days of healing.


 

How grateful I am for all the testimonies of Heaven I've discovered these past years, for now, easily, I can picture Elizabeth there experiencing joyous delights. Perhaps her mansion is even located in the snowy-but-not-icy section, for oh, Elizabeth, my Florida friend, how you loved my snow photos.

Some Autumns are like this one; glorious, quiet, bittersweet. How grateful I am to share them with God and with each of you, my readers, in spirit.



"He has made everything beautiful in its time. Also, he has put eternity into man's heart ..."   --- Ecclesiastes 3:11


"Did I offer peace today? Did I bring a smile to someone’s face? Did I say words of healing? Did I let go of my anger and resentment? Did I forgive? Did I love? These are the real questions. I must trust that the little bit of love that I sow now will bear many fruits, here in this world and the life to come." 
– Henri Nouwen


Oh, and I released Twitter. They suddenly insisted upon having my cell phone number and well, I don't have one, only Tom's, but at some junctures in online life I have my personal boundaries. And that is one.
I'm sure I'll survive without Twitter.  シ

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These women do Autumn so beautifully:  Randi Lynn Reed and Darling Desi (both which I've shared before, but hey. Can we ever have too much Autumn?)

In fact, I ordered Randi's lovely 2023 artwork calendar. All that woodland art I can frame from just one place! A real bargain, to me. (The library fox is my favorite.)

Oh! And this lady did wonderful, elegant things to her tiny apartment.


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Pumpkin Cake 

(One of those recipes where you can make all sorts of changes if you wish.)

Preheat oven to 325.

In a bowl, add:

15 ounces pumpkin puree
1/2 can evaporated milk
2 eggs
1/2 cup sugar (or less)
1/2 tsp. salt (or less)
1 1/2 tsp. cinnamon (and allspice if you wish)

Stir well. Pour into greased 8 x 8 pan (or similar).

Sprinkle on top:

1/2 cup yellow or white cake mix (or add more)
1/8 cup walnuts (or more)
Then drizzle over it 2 tbl. butter, melted, and 2 tbl. oil.

Bake at 40 minutes or until knife in center comes out clean. Makes 4 sane-sized servings. ツ


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“If I were a bird, I would fly about the Earth seeking the successive autumns.”- George Eliot



Please remember: My posts are always about more than they appear to be. 

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 "For if you forgive others their trespasses, your heavenly Father will also forgive you, but if you do not forgive others their trespasses, neither will your Father forgive your trespasses." ... Matthew 6:14,15

Friday, October 07, 2022

Never Stop Believing 'The Best Is Yet To Be'!


“See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the wilderness and streams in the wasteland.”  ---Isaiah 43:19



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Still here!

But occasionally I get in a just-want-to-live-my-life-without-writing-about-it mood. This was one of those times.

Sometimes do you ever want to recreate (rearrange?) your present life? Oh not drastically, like packing up and sailing to foreign lands or adopting a child, switching careers, starting all over or redecorating your entire house.

No, just being contentedly creative--and interested in--where God has currently put you. Even if it appears an oh-hum place at a seen-it-all age.

You know, perhaps--

adding new cozy rituals, 
discarding old, un-graced ones. 
Or maybe snatching back lovely things you released long ago.
Being led by gratitude, not complaints,
breaking self-imposed chains of thought
and rediscovering, instead, a childhood-days freedom.


Well, that's where I've been. Recreating my life within the rooms (and yard) of this same ol' place so that it'll not feel so same ol', but rather, fresh and spirit-inspiring. And preparing for an interesting winter when my world will mostly happen within these 4 walls.

And while away, I remembered something--

Way back in 1975 my family lived in a house with a lavender upstairs bathroom. I was 16.

Still, nearly 50 years later, I recall the light lavender walls and the one with flowered wallpaper. The white-painted cabinetry, two hanging fluted lights on a pretty chain, gauzy lavender curtains at the window. 

Lovely, really.

And guess what? The designer/creator was a 16 year old girl, herself. Her junior year she redecorated this bathroom for her final grade in home economics class. 

Upon completion, her teacher visited the home, took notes, photos, and rewarded her with an A+. (I know these details because the previous family were our friends.)


That simple lavender bathroom? It awakened inside me deepest desires to create beauty within rooms. To, anywhere, make places for inspiration and renewal of mind. To keep innovating until all rooms expressed what sought to be released from inside me.

Anyway.

These days Grace reminds me if I'm bored at 63, feeling 'finished' with best, creative days, then it's all my fault. Deeper wells remain within us if we never abandon reaching down to draw from them.

God has certain, specific plans for us during each decade, no matter how our lives may change in appearance. No matter what may go away.

But it depends upon this: what's guiding our steps? Our doubts, our worries, our weariness of this world? 

--or--

-- He who makes all things new and surrounds us like a well-watered garden no matter what the apparent season?





All things new! God longs to make all things new for us. But that can only happen after we release our grasp of old things, especially unforgiveness, anger and fear. Too many Christians hold onto those yet are upset when they aren't living in the joy God promised us.

Only after we become brutally honest with ourselves will we begin to experience the joy that never leaves.



"Grow old along with me. The best is yet to be."  ---copied



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Before the big tv invasion.


Speaking of decorating, yesterday I took back our fireplace mantel!

Since installing that obnoxious large tv over it, I'd missed my antique white dishes and seashells. So I returned a portion of them, and also, the side shelves at the left.

Especially with winter coming, I love these changes, or restoration, I should say. How wonderful to take what feels like a bold step, even if it appears small to others.


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What makes you feel most alive? Chances are those things are somehow connected to why God placed you here.



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Oh! And some of you might like this over-the-top Fall Home Tour (the owner, himself, called it over-the-top so I'm not criticizing. heh.). My eyes loved the elegant things, best.

But uh-oh. That video may give my minimalist friends heart palpatations, and not the good kind, either. So there's your warning.  シ


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And wow! Did you see what Ariel did to her dining room? Another home run. 

And her earlier detailed video about creating her gallery wall is here.





Oh!  Here's an inspirational video , one which will show you a beautiful life is still possible even if you're not feeling well. 

If we follow Grace, she'll always lead us to beauty, even in the midst of everything-but.






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Please remember: My posts are always about more than they appear to be. 

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 "For if you forgive others their trespasses, your heavenly Father will also forgive you, but if you do not forgive others their trespasses, neither will your Father forgive your trespasses." ... Matthew 6:14,15