Well… about that lingering conversation, I thought I’d add a few lines. I know there will come a time when I stop writing about our current “lingering conversation.” I know we’ll likely move on to other things. But I write about them — and whatever else I write about — for lots of different reasons. Mostly, I just don’t want to forget – and I know I will forget some of the small details of these days. Blogging’s sort of therapeutic for me. I don’t want to forget what God’s taught me, how He’s worked in these days, what’s going…
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This autumn’s sure brought a strange season of sorrow… and though I’ve often said, sorrow skips no home, it seems its presence is far more prevalent in recent weeks. So much sorrow… so much loss. Though some loss is expected, the sorrow is never really conceived until it washes over the home… then, its intensity is overwhelming. Sorrow’s not only in death and loss, it’s in change and disappointment, sickness and disability. Sorrow’s so intensely personal and yet touches everyone who’s associated in some manner to the circumstances at the center of that sorrow… so sorrow’s sort of a community…
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Several weeks back, we made some plans for a little ‘working holiday’ away from home. Now… this has providentially been a real blessing – not just bcz we love to spend time here, but also has been a ‘forced rest’ for Wes. We’d originally thought we’d come here a bit later in the year or after the first of the year… but taking into consideration both Kathryn’s and Timothy’s departures (at different times) to Africa, we thought we’d do this now. Well… in truth, I actually thought it might not be a very good idea and even voiced my sort…
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Throughout the week I’ve been thinking on some of the talks men gave during our fellowship on Sunday. We gather each week with believers in a home church and each week our meeting is in the form of an open meeting – meaning, that in addition to singing and prayer, the men share what the Lord’s given them to share in the way of a message or a testimony or whatever. I generally take notes so that I can review the talks later or so that I can look up whatever Scriptures have been cited. Occasionally one of the men…
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It seems, far too often, that there are so many good things happening that events or milestones or appointments all start to blend together after awhile. It’s as if each event lately has been a gift and with the passing of each day the previous days’ gift is covered up and it takes days of recollection to take out and examine each event, each memory, to see just what’s happened – to reevaluate and apply the lessons learned. We experience a similar burying of treasures when we attend the believer’s conference at Deer Lake each Labour Day. Between the good…
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repeat itself. I heard that sort of thing from my mother growing up. I read about history repeating itself in school, in letters and in magazines in dentist’s offices over the years. I read about it in Ecclesiastes. The more I read the more I see it. The longer I live I see it: History repeating itself. So I was driving along and a song popped in my head and I must’ve been humming… one of the children said, O, that’s a new ____ song. I thought… no, no… that’s an old song. What? You *know* that song? Yes… it…
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It was sort of surreal sitting there last night at the local Burger King… since our family size had been dramatically reduced for the evening and since it was Andrew’s actual birthday, I decided to do some very, very different things for the day and evening. So, there I was, with the four children, sitting in the play structure area. I was sipping on a DP (btw – I’m not sure that’s on the T-Tapper’s allowed beverage list), and as the sun was beginning to set, there was a glow that sort of obscured the reality of where I was…
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Today’s my sweet boy Andrew’s 9th birthday. I’ll write about this boy a little later on. What a delight he is and has been for our family. I’m marveling today: what would I do without this boy? Too bizzy for bloggin’ today — but wanted to share an interesting thing – a YouTube clip…. I put it on our site. Staggering statistics… And… I sent out a “Letters to my Sisters” today… hopefully it will be of encouragement to a mama who’s wondering if anything she’s doing is amounting to anything. This one’s called The Significance of Stones.
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And now…. even *I* can see: the baby’s growing up: The dolly, Amelia, lost her first tooth today. and while I’m at it… here are a couple more pics: These were taken a few weeks ago… Samuel and Hannah were hiking A terrific view of Mount Rainier Samuel… at the top of Mount Pilchuck. They tell me I wouldn’t make it. Well, maybe not today… Okay… And I cannot resist one more. Those who know Hannah – know she *loves* to laugh. A lot! And Hannah and her friend, ‘Rissa, together? Double the pleasure, double the fun, quadruple the laughter.…
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I have a new friend. And believe me… I didn’t instantly like her… she was just… hmmmm too… too. O, she hasn’t done anything wrong… no, no, no. It’s just that I initially thought she was smug and seemed a bit too sure of herself. O, not that she was arrogant or even that she was overly confident, for I really do appreciate the character quality of “confidence” in a person. It seems that when a person is genuinely confident, then I can be pretty sure they’re also genuinely… uh… genuine. I don’t mean the confidence that’s actually insecure, but…