Tuesday, May 05, 2015

Five, Five, Fifteen

What was I doing 5 years ago?

In May, 2010, Michael and I flew to San Diego to attend our first Crawfest. It was also the month of our youngest child's high school graduation. Home renovations were almost finished in anticipation of Michael's mom moving in with us.
What was I doing one year ago?

 In May, 2014, Michael and I flew to New Orleans for our son's graduations from Law School. We enjoyed our second Crawfish Boil. We had a bridal shower for Sarabeth and she graduated from college as well. I was spending two days a week taking care of Ethan and our newest grandson, Josiah.
What am I doing this month?

In May of 2015, I am preparing for my youngest, Hilary, to graduate from college. I'm watching my newest grandson, Beckham, 2 days a week. We have no trips or plans to eat crawfish this month. We did plant a tree in honor of Michael's mom.

Truthfully,
Joanne

"Then he said to them, 'Go your way, eat the fat, drink the sweet, and send portions to those for whom nothing is prepared; for this day is holy to our Lord. Do not sorrow, for the joy of the Lord is your strength.” (Neh. 8:10)

Tuesday, April 21, 2015

Maintenance

Have you ever taken your vehicle in for a simple oil change and the mechanic hands you a list of things that are wrong or required maintenance tuneups that cost you additional money? You wonder if these are really necessary. The car runs fine. You've had it for years and it hasn't needed additional work. Now you have to decide if these are optional or necessary expenses. If you plan to get 200,000 miles out of your car, (as my husband does) do you go ahead and have the work done when it doesn't seem that important?

I've noticed that the vehicle I was given to drive through life requires greater and more frequent maintenance. After 50 years, it doesn't run as smoothly as it once did. It isn't as fast or sleek either. I add fuel frequently, and figure if I keep the tank full, I will have the most energy and can go longer distances.  I am wrong. Reminds me of the time I put premium gas into the Suburban. I nearly killed it.  The Suburban was made to run on regular. Why did I think more expensive, richer, higher octane gasoline would make the Suburban happier and run better? It didn't. My sports car is different. Nothing but premium will do. I have never filled the tank with regular gasoline. If I did, it would choke, sputter, and lose speed. I am built more like a Chevy Suburban than a Honda S2000.

Like the list my mechanic has given me for my car, I write up a list of the required maintenance projects and vehicle inspections I've been told are necessary. I question whether I should mention to my mechanic the recent pinging sounds I've heard. Should I make an appointment with a body shop to fix the new dings and dents to keep this ride looking presentable? Or will a simple car wash be enough?  Like going in for regular maintenance and oil changes, I'm given a pathetically long list of things I need to consider that seem like more than a minor tuneup-and cost more. Indicator lights flash at me. I wonder if I'm as healthy as I think I am.  I feel old and worn out. I'm only at 75,000 miles, it shouldn't be this bad.

"Lord," I pray, "what shall I do with this growing list of complaints?

"What about the other one?"

"What?" I don't hear as well as I used to either. Could you repeat that? I hear the faint whisper again, "where is the other list?"

"What other list?" I ask. "I have to make another list? I don't think I can take it."

The Holy Spirit whispers again. "Where is the other list?"

"One isn't enough? Oh no, don't tell me I have a whole list of maintenance on my soul and spirit too? I should have known that was coming."

"Where is the list of the parts that are working perfectly? The cells, joints, and marrow. The muscles, tissue, and organs. Vessels, villi, veins. Hair, heart, hands..."

Wow! That would take the rest of my life to list every little thing in my body that operates well every single day.

What I thought was a pathetically long list of complaints, God transformed into a time of thanksgiving and praise.


Finally, brethren, whatever things are true, whatever things are noble, whatever things are just, whatever things are pure, whatever things are lovely, whatever things are of good report, if there is any virtue and if there is anything praiseworthy—meditate on these things.

Sunday, April 19, 2015

Soulfull Sunday

Recently, I have heard some older songs on a new-to-me Christian radio station. Some have brought tears to my eyes. I have decided to share them with you weekly, if I can. This one I heard back in November, added a few pics, but never posted it. So here it is.

There is a candle in every soul
Some brightly burning, some dark and cold
There is a Spirit who brings fire
Ignites a candle and makes His home

Carry your candle, run to the darkness
Seek out the hopeless, confused and torn
Hold out your candle for all to see it
Take your candle, and go light your world
Take your candle, and go light your world

Frustrated brother, see how he's tried to
Light his own candle some other way
See now your sister, she's been robbed and lied to
Still holds a candle without a flame.

Carry your candle, run to the darkness
Seek out the lonely, the tired and worn
Hold out your candle for all to see it
Take your candle, and go light your world
Take your candle, and go light your world

We are a family whose hearts are blazing
So let's raise our candles and light up the sky
Praying to our Father, in the name of Jesus
Make us a beacon in darkest times

Carry your candle, run to the darkness
Seek out the helpless, deceived and poor
Hold out your candle for all to see it
Take your candle, and go light your world

Carry your candle, run to the darkness
Seek out the hopeless, confused and torn
Hold out your candle for all to see it
Take your candle, and go light your world
Take your candle, and go light your world


Truthfully,
Joanne 
"Nor do they light a lamp and put it under a basket, but on a lampstand, and it gives light to all who are in the house. Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works and glorify your Father in heaven."(Matthew 5:15-15)

Wednesday, April 08, 2015

Life Happens

Been very busy. Amidst the death/funeral of my mother-in-law,  I had a birthday, my youngest had a birthday, my oldest had a birthday, my second son-in-law had a birthday, my niece got married, my sister's mother-in-law passed away,and an announcement was made that we are expecting another grandbaby. Oh and I traveled to Phoenix twice for funeral/wedding and began watching my youngest grandson a couple days a week.
Life and death happen. Changes occur. Nothing stays the same. Love remains.


Truthfully,
Joanne

 "Above all, love each other deeply, because love covers over a multitude of sins." 1 Peter 4:8

Wednesday, March 04, 2015

Blessed Again

No words necessary. You probably heard me celebrating. (Look at that Rad Big Sis!)


Truthfully,
Joanne


 "Marry and have children, and then find mates for them and have many grandchildren. Multiply! Don’t dwindle away!" (Jeremiah 29:6)


Friday, February 27, 2015

Friday Fotos

Friday's Five random Fotos:
First is Ivydee

#2 Friends and fellow grammas with 2 grandkids

#3 Four cousins with their fun Aunt Hilary

#4 Facetiming with familiar faces

#5 Fuzzy, furry, fluffy snowsuits


Truthfully,
Joanne
"You give us the wine that makes us happy,
    the oil that makes our skin soft,
    and the food that makes us strong." (Ps. 104:15)


Monday, February 23, 2015

Happy Birthday Elisabeth

Happy 28th Birthday Elisabeth! Today is your first birthday celebrated as a wife,


Also your first birthday as a mom.

I love seeing your tenderness and gentleness with Beckham. I'm so proud of the loving, compassionate mother you are,

and the encouraging, supportive, caring sister you've always been.

Thanks for the late night talks, the daily texts and picture messages. You share your heart, yet are always willing to listen. Your laughter and joy blesses are family immensely.
It's so fun to see your baby expressions on Beckham's sweet little face.

I love you, Elisabeth, Happy Birthday!