A new year

Wow! So, it's been nearly a whole year since my last post and how it brings joy to see this place again and my own rantings in print.

Much has changed. Doubt and questions resulting from a breach in the very fabric of what I thought was nature. Yet it was an instigation to question. A deeper understanding comes through muddling through my questions with my loved ones.

The fabric of nature has knit itself back together to not be nature at all but a mirage echoing my beliefs of its image. A more realistic picture now in understanding of this phenominon. I am much more comfortable knowing reality and nature continue to exsist in thier form resiliant to all blunt force yet molding themselves to the beliefs of thier viewer. The comfort comes in know of thier resiliancy.

My questions regarding God's nature in this show His omnipotence in, but really without of our exsistance. This is a reassurance. I will never in this life understand or know what really happened or why but I no longer need to. My faith exsists now on a different plan of understanding now that I know this. SO, now I continue on this journey as before yet altered for maximum efficiency in the moment. Life will bring more and it will not always be pleasant but now I understand its nature more clearly.

Gods great blessings!

i have an awesome church!!!! i love them so much and for many reasons.
Today it was thier heart. they see a need and they do the best they can to fill it.
today, after only two days notice an one email 12 people showed up to help me move. my husband and i were in a rathe unfortunate roommate situation and needed out, found the opportunity and siezed it. our family was all around out all with an attitude of love and servanthood. i am blown away by gods awesome provision and overwhelming blessings.

A Deeper Appreciation

Do you take things for granted?

What does that truely mean?

Even more so, Is really even possible to truely NOT take our lives for granted?

I think this is very difficult for humans...especially if you come from the North American Region of our world.
It's so busy, scheduled. Even when we have time to rest we just don't knotice what's going on around us? Now if you happen to be part of the 5% of the world's population whose existance is dedicated to understanding themselves in relation to the world then please disregard the rest of this post.

But if not...did your morning seem something like this...
Wake up 8am....drag yourself out of bed 8:30.
5 minute shower, 20 minutes get dressed, hair and makeup (any longer and you won't have time for breakfast)
5 minutes for breakfast (unless you took to long on your makeup)...oh well I'll just get breakfast on the way.
And you're out the door by 9am (with 30 minutes to get to work when it really takes 35 and you were gonna get breakfast on the way...did you remember yet that you forgot your lunch??)

Did you notice what shade the morning sky was today? It was a rosy salmon. And yes! That does exist when you consider that nature's palette consists of infinite amount more shades and hues than you'll ever find in the Frazee paint store down the street.

Did you notice the drops of dew on the manicured lawn as you got in your car?
Okay...

Did you notice that some drunk driver domlished that beautiful (and perfect climbing) tree in the lawn of the house two doors down during the night?
Don't worry...you'll hear the gossip at the next neighborhood block party.

Did you notice that it was a clear day and you could see the mountains in the distance?
How about your coworkers slight preoccupation during his lunch break when he finally allowed himself to think about his best friend's losing battle with cancer?
Or you dog's tail wagging the instant you look his way?
Or that the air smelled like fresh cut grass today?
Or the look of love in his eyes when you came home to him last night?
When was the last time you laid on the grass and make shapes out of the clouds or watched the stars?
When was the last time you took a day trip or weekend trip just to see something you've never seen before in your own town or city?

What do else do we miss? What did you miss today?
Are we so busy trying to never miss a thing that we may miss it all? What happens if we slow down? Or even just shift our focus?

I don't want to live that life. I don't know how to do that but I'll start trying today.

My Soap Bubble

I quote,
as someone once wrote...
The only consistancy in life is inconsistancy.

My Soap Bubble

Jenny Washburn

Warm light shines bright
a contrast from surrounding dark.
From within my spherical delight
beaming His mark.

My walls of crystalline perfection.
My glycerin will shimmering gossamer.
Long have I hammered out my protection
in the comfort of a neverending summer.


All along falling fast
in an tumultuous artic flurry.
My strong bubble will outlast!
I proclaim that I shall not worry!

Twisting, turning, swirling, whirling about.
Surely my hard work will prove true!
But I began to fret and I began to doubt.
That's when I began to think of you.

You gave me your light in our trade.
Weightless and pure-my final touch was found!
I gave you my dirt and it was made...
...you left with a warning-safety was on solid ground.

But I'd done that! And I'd been there.
It was never safe, I was hurt and it was tough.
I didn't like such a scare
So into the air-I was off in a puff!

Still my bubble fell to the ground...I thought I was prepared
Until all around me it shattered.
Safe at last I declared!
Soild ground now seemed to be all that mattered
but looking around-back on the ground! I became scared.

I looked up and I cried
Sweet safety is all that I seek
Suddenly, thousands of bubbles I eyed
each little button with a light so bleak.

Such a cherished beautiful light,
full of safety and warmth so true.
How dare they hide that from sight!!!
It's magic now seemed so new.

Was safety what I really desired?
I wanted His light to be shared.
My heart fully filled-I was inspired.
It seemed nothing else could be compared.
A plan to share and show I conspired
For anything else I no longer cared
Simply to accept His light is all that is required.

My toy Monkey

My toy monkey came to life one day
and he and I went out to play.
We dangled in the trees
and jumped in the leaves
underneath the big Sycamore
down by old gramps' store.

We played hide and seek, My monkey and I
until a bird with a really big beak
came swooping down and we began to fly.

Through cotton candy clouds we soared
and when we'd finally had our fill
an unmistakable blast roared.
In our fear time stood still.

Until the moon broke through at last
all about a bright light from jeweled stars was cast.
And down below a giant mast from a giant ship sailing fast.

I yelled, "The ship! It's dead ahead!"
But our big beaked friend continued foward
toward ebony hull and sails of crimson red
with one eyed pirate scoundrels aboard.

"Oh, if only I had a sword,"
I said, "I'd fight, I'd fight, I'd fight, I would!"
"I'd throw the anchor and cut the cord
to every sail. If I only could"


To be continued.......

My Life as a Giraffe

With head held high,
I eat the grass of the sky,
Ignoring the acacias below.
I will carry my spots in tow.
But let go of my tongue
and get off the ladder rung.
You're reading a picture book!
Oh. How would it look
to the people below
you on a ladder with a crow?
Your tongue isn't long
and there are no spots in your song.
So, go read your book
in a different nook.

Creamy, Smooth, Delicous, Fresh, Homemade Strawberry Ice Cream

I have wonderful friends!! They got me an ice cream maker for my birthday. A nifty old style (well, electric) ice cream machine. Sunday it got fired up.

I had my dad dig up my grandma Mildred's old recipies. My husband and I bought fresh strawberries and all the necessary ingredients (i.e. lots of sugar and lots of cream). We followed the recipie and lo & behold, much to my hearts content......
......Creamy, Smooth, Sweet, Tart, Fresh, Soft, Churned, Strawberry Goodness!!!

Survival!!!!

Ok....so I survived once again & unscathed!! I surfaced early Sunday morning only to duck back behind the comforting darkness of my eyelids again. So around 48 hours after the madness ended I was finally up and running...slowly.

Despite all madness I love my kids (my youth group). I love to see God working in thier lives and touching thier hearts. I love to watch them grow. I love that I have been trusted to help them on thier way.....(even if it is 3am!) But don't tell them that.

After all I do have a reputation to uphold!

Caution: Red Text

You know. I'm not that old, but the prospect of staying up all night with a bunch of high schoolers right after the last day of school doesn't appeal to me. Constant corralling, authority challenges, demanded, yet depleted energy, sound reverberating off the walls, other "know-it-all" staff members and all after a day's work and...with NO combat pay. I can see it now...10:30 rolls around and I run for Starbucks.....by midnight, Rockstars.....by 2...
...Well, I think I'll be waylaid by then.

I simply have two words: oh, joy.



Precautionary Statement: DON'T even THINK about calling, rousing, talking, whispering, or others wise knowing I exist on Saturday!