Certifiably Postal?

Well as I close out 2006 and look at my postings and their comments, I can conclude that I have two readers, being one friend ;-) and the husband - loving and well sarcastic ;-) and that I have surpassed my number of posts per month this month - that would be certifiably postal wouldn't it? I also am very fond of the husband, christianity, Christmas, family, friends, and scripture; as they represented the most popular post labels.

I look forward to what the future holds as I continue on this life's journey. The 2006 chapter has been quite a page turner, and I'm ready to get on to the next especially since as a believer we are pleased to know the final outcome - the exciting part is getting there; what's going to happen next. Like the season endings to series I watch, there are already some cliff-hangers, situations pending. But since the Lord wrote the book, I'll see you in the next ...

and now, cheers of the day ...

On the tailcoat of a wonderful Christmas Eve praise and worship where the children sang 'Happy Birthday Jesus' sounding like little angels, on Christmas Day I slept in and even the little one slept in because he tried so hard and managed to stay up late. When I arose the husband had been up as is his way. We had morning coffee flavored with cinnamon or caramel. In times past, there would be a decorated tree under which were an abundance of presents; but we didn't get that far this year - no tree, no lights, etc. We did manage to display the paper decoration that the little one had made, a huge ornament with snowflakes and such streaming from it; it adorned our front door. The usual nativities (we've collected a few sets) were adorning tabletops. The dining table had an array of gifts upon it and Christmas cards. I didn't get around to sending this year either, but next year I think we'll be more on track with our usual holiday celebratory activities.

All of us lazed around through the morning listening to carols, watching festive television programming and chit chatting and however kids laze. We had everyone around except for the girls with the exception of the middle one; all of the boys were present. The eldest and her husband spent their first Christmas in their new home. The other daughters were with their perspective other parent enjoying family there. When the little one opened his presents, he spent time on each one, overjoyed every time - talked about 'bonicles' and such and went from one to the next putting them together and seeing what joys they beheld. But before opening his, he took the present to his dad.

The husband wasn't wanting or expecting anything - we have had such a bountiful year, but I always try to find something he has wanted and this year the little one got him a pair of very nice tennis shoes for a very 'husband' cost (he aims the spend the least possible for for the most of anything, which has served us well). The Giant's girlfriend was able to get them where she works for a 'steal'! It's always a pleasure to see him get what he is not expecting, as generally he is not expecting, and be pleased. He liked the shoes. The children this year all received VISA gift cards, which really delighted the one's in their teens, and the older ones all struggling with their various goals and endeavors were greatly please with the financial enhancement. For the little one who had been going on and on and on 'till the break of dawn' about new games, it was a dream made possible.

In the afternoon, keeping the agreement, I went about preparing the Christmas dinner - ribeye roast, mashed potatoes and gravy, and corn, with rolls. I have to pat myself on the back, it was delicious. I guess one of the keys for me is to keep it simple. I experimented with making a rub - I combined a couple of packages of marinade - I'll call chipotle peppercorn - some garlic pepper, a special hot sauce, smoke seasoning, a splash of wine and olive oil into a warmed gritty liquid paste and rubbed it into and all over the roast, then let it sit in the refrigerator for 2 hours (a marinade instead was recommended to take a couple of days - no time for that!)l. We cooked it in our new countertop oven which is full of options and quite tidy. The gravy I prepared on the stove with the makings of a package of Lawry's au jus seasoning and with the browning of flour - the taste was wonderful.

I rather enjoyed making dinner this year. The table was festive with the Christmas dinnerware. There was apple pie for those whose stomachs eventually made room for dessert. We, at the middle daughter's suggestion, went around the table revealing our goals for the oncoming year. It is a time too for reflecting on our blessings and where the Lord would have us in the new year. May yours be blessed and prosperous.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, JESUS

Written by Donald Arey, Sr.

I had a birthday party, most everybody came.
They danced and ate and had a ball
But no one spoke My name.
They gave each other presents, as nice as they could be.
People came from far and near, But no one mentioned Me.
The stores were filled with shoppers,
The restaurants crowded out,
But no one seemed to really know what the party was about.
They talked about a reindeer. I think Rudolph was his name.
Then someone mentioned "Jesus"
And they hung their heads in shame.
You see, it was My birthday. They didn't even know.
That is why from heaven My heart is grieving so.
I came to earth from heaven on that first Christmas day--
Born in a lowly manger From sin to show the way.
I died one day on Calvary, on a cruel Roman cross
To save a world of sinners From a life of awful loss.
When you next have a party, with presents, friends and tree,
Remember Me, your Savior Whose birth has set you free.

-- Jesus

PS: I am coming again soon.

Maybe seemingly not so, but we were at the party in heart and mind, being less Martha than Mary. It was a lovely day. Never neglect to come to the Lord's banquet.

Happy Birthday Jesus; we love you!

remains of the day ...

I was doing my usual 'keeping in touch' by reading blogs of friends of mine, when I recognized that I haven't been as cheery (even when some were in the midst of pieces of sadness) as most, even waxed a bit morbid. That's not really fair to the reason for the season. And so ... my 'remains of the day'.

There are those that deal with holiday blahs in some way or another. I deal with it to some degree at Christmas time and I have a sibling that struggles with the New Years celebration. Compound that with losing a loved one around that time of year, and things get a little harder. My mother went on to heaven last December. Too I spent some 16 years single parenting - the husband saved me from all that, bless his heart. The holidays then, though, represented loneliness and some sort of effort in futility in trying to create something for your children that seemed to be all over the floor, torn up in pieces of wrapping paper of unwrapped gifts. Still, while not the best parent in the world, those were precious years of 'mom'hood. They're just easier now and the husband has made the holidays easier too.

Here's one person's presentation of this phenomena:

THE HOLIDAY BLAHS !

Copyright: 12/29/92:

Thomas K. Hyland, Jr.


Well, each year the season seems to set upon us sooner.
Once upon a time, "Black Friday" was the official onset,
when all the shopping "zealots" of the world,
would descend upon the malls, in a great, gargantuan array.

But now, as the Halloween decorations are removed from the shelves,
their Christmas counterparts rapidly replace them ---
on All Saints' Day !

Every year, we're gon'na get a head start, right? Ho! Ho!
But, there's always that "last-minute project" at home,
rearing its ugly head, you know:
--- like: stripping the old wallpaper from the walls and ceiling,
or spackling and painting with nimble-fingered feeling,
or something equally laborious and unappealing.


Well, somehow you manage to perform a balancing act:
a lot'ta work on the "project,"
a little Christmas shopping, a lot'ta choir rehearsal,
an occasional "break" of shooting pool, and "tilting" a brew or two,
interspersed amidst a smidgen of familial chagrin,
all the while with a growing "knot" of stress within.

Then, finally: the "project" is finished,
the shopping is almost done, the gift-wrapping near completion,
the tree is up and trimmed, the candles are in the windows,
the house, cleaned and appropriately adorned,
and two out of four concerts have been performed,
what, pray tell, could possibly be next ?

Then, Bingo! The next thing you know, it's Christmas Eve!
The stockings are all hung by the chimney with care,
the grand, gorgeous glazed ham is baking in the oven,
the carols are playing on the old Panasonic,
the mood is quite warm, perhaps even harmonic,
but --- oops! The clock is still ticking off the minutes.

One-half-hour to: shower, shave, dress,
and get to the Church on time!
The Handbells are ringing the Prelude at six o'clock Mass.
Whew ! Made it ! Five minutes to spare!
"Regal Celebration" was quite good, tho' the rush was a mite unruly,
with a few "dings" and "dongs" transposed by --- Yours Truly.

Then it's into the van, and back to the house.
All the creatures are stirring, really in a tizzy,
now, baste the ham, stuff the stockings,
wrap the "last minute" gift for Aunt Lizzie.
Aah ! Time to relax and kick off your shoes,
have an "Irish coffee", to warm up your tummy,
un-uumm ! Was that yummy!

Oops ! Where did the time go?
Got'ta be back at the Cathedral by ten-thirty!
Rehearsal, Carol Service, Midnight Mass,
then, back home again, quick as a wink.
The clock chimes twice, as your baggy, bloodshot eyes
beg for blissful slumber, as they blink.

You open a few gifts, savor the flavor of the ham, and as
you gulp another Gaelic libation, the gong strikes three.
That's all folks! The Holiday "Blahs" have dimmed your light,

--- Merry Christmas to All ---

-- and to All --

a Good Night !

Somewhere in all this is a deep sense, at least for me, of the magnitude of this season and the need not to take it nonchalantly. In my little world that was at sometimes lonely, sometimes disappointed, sometimes reaching, reaching reaching ... there has always been a light that was created by the Lord in His love and His salvation in that He came down upon this earth and suffered so much, so much more than I, and is not simply the reason for the season, but the reason for everything - the very life that I have; and that everlasting. That is what I hold on to. Every year I can say Merry Christmas to All!

ishness

Recognition of ishness in self.

• at base, the concept and/or practice of concern with one's own interests in some sort of priority to the interests of others; it is often used to refer to a self-interest that comes in a particular form, or above a certain level _Wikipedia
• concerned chiefly or only with yourself and your advantage to the exclusion of others _{WordWeb Online}
• thinking and acting as if one's own desires and interests are more important than the interests and desires of others _{Word Tutor}

Wikipedia mentions the "Objectivist philosophy of Ayn Rand, which focuses on what it calls "rational selfishness" or "rational self-interest." The philosophy holds that individuals should not act on momentary self-interested whims but on what is in their long-term self-interest, which is defined to require respecting the individual liberty of others by refraining from initiating coercion against them" which in a Me generation fits right into rationalized thinking with the goal being to create a logic that supports our desires - the thinking sounds good, but is that what is really taking place. Sometimes the best way of looking at something is seeing the general limitations. Common antonyms are altruistic, caring, generous, kind, selfless, unselfish; as defined and as antonyms they cannot co-exist with selfishness. In other languagues the translation often closely looks like our English word "egotist", a correlation that could bear some reflection.

The diagnosis of selfishness is often overlooked by one's self due to the preservation of self. That preservation makes it hard to not conclude that operating in this manner is the best overall outcome for self as well as others; certainly others profit from the self at its best. So upon inter-reflection at being labeled selfish, the mind seeks to defend its current existence. The extent to which a person, who would like to think their ownself as good is in denial, can be quite amazing to experience. The sadness in this may be that all that remains for self is the self; that may not be the best of company. All of us operate with selfishness to some extent. To be labeled as selfish is for it to be one's base operative which cannot come from good.

Pertinent questions are Who is slighted, at risk, adversely affected in my decision? Would any other decision be more fair, beneficial, profitable to the greater all? Sometimes the answer is hard to see clearly; but more times than not it is as plain as the nose on our face. Speaking of body part idiomisms, we don't generally put one body part at risk over another regardless of the motivation, "to cut one's nose to spite one's face". The problem is when we separate ourself from the body in making our decisions.

If we don't want to be selfish, we need to be willing to accept that we may behave this way; being willing to do so will help us to be open-minded enough to see any activity in that regard. Then we can work against our nature to be the better person. The very crux of the lexmas decisions was the ability to examine one's own selfishness and its effect on one's own life.

Lord, help me to see my own selfishness and, Lord, help me to change for the better.

Lexmas

Just like everyone has their shows, I have mine. We tend to buy ours by the season. We are going through Smallville, and have 24. We also watch Battlestar Galactica, Stargate SG-1, and Atlantis - most somewhat sci-fi with the exception of 24, but practically in all something is getting saved.

Today, watched several episodes of Smallville including a timely Lexmas - kind of a 'Wonderful Life/Scrooge' with a different effect; but on the viewer the effect is the same - causes one to look at their life, their decisions, and think about what they want and where they are going, are they spending their time in the best manner possible. I liked it a lot. Funny that we got to that episode today, amidst the carol listening, gift openings, football and basketball (yah Miami!) games, family dinner and such.

But, as we contemplate the new year, it should be in like manner. For the choices you make today will be a path unto your future. And don't make the wrong choice for the wrong reasons. Personally, if not already the case, I recommend the choice for salvation; there's no time like the present. Blessings to you.

christmas gems

I may have been down this road already, but if so, I find myself here again.

One of the Christmas programs I once enjoyed was a remake of It's a Wonderful Life with Marlo Thomas, It happened One Christmas; she's the Jimmy Stewart (Orson Welles, Wayne Rogers). It was a long time ago, but I still remember the enjoyment. Here's an interesting take on the 'Wonderful Life' movies. Another one I thought was special is 'The Gift of the Magi', a story by O'Henry, which if I remember correctly is about a poor newly married couple and what they choose to give each other for Christmas. Very touching. The Gift of Love is a version with Marie Osmond and Timothy Bottoms.

Always endearing is the story of appreciating a sorry little Christmas tree in A Charlie Brown Christmas. Christmas Time is Here from that movie is unique and one of my favorite songs of the season, just above Alvin and the Chipmunks'. And just because I read everything Louisa May Alcott growing up, I love Little Women with Winona Ryder. They represent everything family.

A good story about our Christmas shopping nature is "Jingle All the Way" (our governor, Arnold Schwarzenegger, and Sinbad). Another film, that of life's ironies, set at Christmas time is Trading Places (Eddie Murphy, Dan Aykroyd, Jamie Lee Curtis, Ralph Bellamy, Don Ameche, Denholm Elliott) - the wiki summary says "the basic plot is very similar to the Three Stooges 1935 short film Hoi Polloi. Like the Stooges' film, Trading Places was one of many adaptations of Mark Twain's 1882 story of The Prince and the Pauper, a tale of two 16th century boys who share a striking resemblance but inhabit very different stations in society".

A very nice oldie is "The Bishop's Wife" (Cary Grant, Loretta Young - my mom used to watch her television show every weekday at 4pm; hers and "The Mike Douglas Show" - and David Niven), the precursor to The Preacher's Wife (Denzel Washington, Whitney Houston, Courtney B. Vance, Gregory Hines, Jenifer Lewis, Loretta Devine). Finally, while I am not a supporter of the fantasy, a memorable one in true Christmas tradition is "Yes Virginia, There Is a Santa Claus" (Richard Thomas, Edward Asner, Charles Bronson.

Here's a wiki list of Christmas movies well worth reviewing; you might have some of these in your library. Here's a take on several Christmas movies.

May your holiday be full of memories and movie reminiscing. May the reason for the season shine bright in all you do. May God's peace and love be warmly around you. Be blessed. Merry Christmas!

eight below

speaking of dog stories, Eight Below was on today. I was once again recaptivated by one of these stories. I've seen Snow Dogs, White Fang, "Call of the Wild", Homeward Bound, the Incredible Journey, Old Yeller, Turner & Hooch as just some of the dog stories I've enjoyed as well as ones mentioned earlier.

This movie, with a good cast of people (Paul Walker from 'Fast and Furious' fame, Bruce Greenwood who has a couple more dog movies coming out, August Schellenberg of Free Willy fame - yes I saw all of those too!) and the sled dogs, epitomizes teamwork, survival, caring. It tells of a man's love for his dogs , of not being willing to leave any behind, of 'against all odds'! The dogs' characters, themselves, each revealed their personalities throughout the film. It is very endearing.

According to the Wikipedia information and spoiler, its the fictional re-interpretation of the true events of the the 1958 ill-fated Japanese expedition which inspired the 1983 hit movie Nankyoku Monogatari. I don't like to give away the story in case someone wants to see it - but I was so caught up in the story I was risking being late for church on Christmas Eve. I finally snapped back to my senses. It will air several more times today and I suspect over the next few days. Chloe, Ziporrah, and I will watch it again later, this time in its entirety. You'll want to check this one out if you love dogs and movies of the likes of those above. About.com has these for favorite dog movies.

to the dogs ...

I admire canine, equine, and cetacea. While it is difficult to hang around cetacea, and equine don't seem to return my admiration (a story in and of itself), my favorite of these animals is the dog family as they are such friends and less expensive too! In my youth I read of Flipper, horses such as Black Beauty, and Jack London books and those on other dogs like the Lassies, Sounder, The Incredible Journey, Old Yeller, etc. As an aside, the eldest told me these animals didn't possess the ability to have the thought patterns portrayed in these stories - what is wrong with her? How did I not raise her right?

Wonderful true stories of the canines saving people often occur and I heard one today on CNN Headline News - Kaloipe, the black labrador rose to the occasion in Fresno (I wonder if she is acquainted with the husband's Ziporrah). Kaliope, trained to help her own owner, insisted upon taking her owner to a neighbor who was in need of help, thus saving their life.

These brave furry friends often exhibit such valor, even just recently

• in China a man's dog saves him from the gas engulfing his home by waking him.
• Bangor, a labrador setter wakes a man in his tailer where a fire started.
• in Boston, a terrier mix saves a 91-year old by him from the danger of a malfunctioning furnace.

When not bred to be otherwise, dogs are such selfless companions. Now, while my staffordshire beagle Chloe, and the husband's black lab have failed to exhibit such ultra redeeming valor, they are delightful, entertaining, lovable, companionable family members - as if we didn't have enough in residence here.

My commuter co-pilot shared that her Sam sniffed out his own Christmas present and was well in the process of enjoying it, leaving the other gifts undisturbed, when she got home. That might not be selfless, but gets high ratings for cute!

Here's to our canine companions!

capsulizations

My supervisor drops the ball like a hot potato unusually often right into my lap - anything but to hold onto it which becomes increasingly frustrating. Then I think, the person has been down with severe back pain; it must be the pain killers.

A squirrel watches helpless as vehicles move to avoid it after coming around a sanitation truck in the Sierra Madre somewhat rural residential street; helplessly because it was already hit and unable to move but still very much aware.

A young woman walks with hands thrust in coat pockets with purpose but visibly upset and crying as she crosses at an Altadena intersection.

The husband's lifelong friend try to get their lives around his wife's diagnosis of cancer while they await further prognosis. They have a lot of little ones.

Why I don't know but, while not solely, I am seeing sorrow, suffering and sadness today. It's a time to pray.

Did You Know?

Did you know that the writer of the song "Mary Did You Know" was a comedian?

I read it yesterday. He, also a singer - Mark Lowry - contemplated what might have been on her mind and wrote some of the questions down. Someone else, Buddy Green a harmonica player, later put music to it. It's a beautiful contemplative and revealing song. It is one of the songs for our Christmas Eve Sunday service.

Think about it, Mary was a young - in her teens - woman of faith. She was faced with a change in her life that was going to bring her under condemnation and her explanation was beyond reason. Yet she embraced the challenge and considered herself blessed as, in truth, she was.

In today's society to suddenly find yourself pregnant through no sin of your own would seem unbearable - abortion might even be considered or suggested, and the decision to keep the child be thought incredulous. She had her betrothed to explain to as well - how would he handle it. I don't know if she expected it, but it was by the grace of God. He moved upon the heart and mind of Joseph that he would stand by her and even continue to embrace her as his own, despite the circumstances.

What circumstances are in your life? God's plan for them, do you know?

Mary did you know, that your baby boy
Would one day walk on water?
Mary did you know, that your baby boy
Would save our sons and daughters?
Did you know, that your baby boy
Has come to make you new?
This Child that you delivered,
Will soon deliver you!

Mary did you know, that your baby boy
Will give sight to the blind man?
Mary did you know, that your baby boy
Would calm a storm with His hand?
Did you know, that your baby boy
Has walked where angels trod
And when you kiss your little baby,
You've kissed the face of God?
Oh, Mary did you know?
Mary did you know?

The blind will see, the deaf will hear,
The dead will live again,
The lame will leap, the dumb will speak
Praises of the Lamb?

Mary did you know, that your baby boy
Is Lord of all creation?
Mary did you know, that your baby boy
Will one day rule the nations?
Did you know, that your baby boy
Was Heaven's perfect Lamb?
And this sleeping Child you're holding
Is the Great I AM

~ Words by Mark Lowry ~
~ Music by Buddy Greene ~

But Mary treasured up all these things and pondered them in her heart. _{Luke 2:19}

What are the odds?

I just realized if you look at two of the last 3 posts, in each I mention stars of two movies - and both times they are they same two stars but of two different sets of movies - Ben Affleck and Nicolas Cage in first Christmas and then disaster flicks. What are the odds of unwittingly doing that? Hmmm...

where in the kaboodle are my gifts?

I have everything I need, and so much more, especially with the new laptop; jacuzzi and stuff - I'm in heaven on earth. I mean one can always have something more, but I have so much more than enough.

However, aren't Kaboodles neat. I love kits; this, the husband knows. Anyways, there are a lot of wishlist programs out there, and I didn't really have a lot of time to do any comparison. But I settled upon Kaboodle; and therein lies my list. Why? Because when he gets me something, the husband wants to get what I want. Now what I want is to be surprised by what he gets me. I really believe it is the thought that counts. What a quandry! But, one of us has to be come out of this ahead, right. So, my kaboodle. Is it then, really a surprise? Does it make sense for him to try to buy everything on a list? But then, really we both get something, huh?

peace & mental pieces

It used to be that with Christmas around the corner, the work days became slower. But that isn't the case this year. Meanwhile activities on the homefront are at their height as well. Top that off with a child that is having trouble focusing in class, and peace and good will toward men is hard to find. But it must be made a priority, especially these days. Isn't it odd, that one has to fight for their peace this time of year - that it is an actual battle - which is an irony in and of itself. I've had to cancel plans and postpone others to not get carried away by the intensity of the season's activities. Have a joyous and peaceful Merry Christmas!

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Saw WTC (World Trade Center) with Nicolas Cage this weekend - I was expecting a different type of story more along the line of a disaster film - this had similarities to Ladder 49 or maybe that type of flavor, and yet still different. While what actually occurred is beyond imagination, the event in this movie although bold and glaring, seemed not quite capturing the outright extent of appalling horror in this tragedy (as I recollect it being reported); not that I can conceive of how to achieve it. The movie is good, however, keeping your attention throughout. It's worth seeing and using to not forget this day in the history of the United States. I suppose December 7th's Pearl Harbor is the only thing we know comparable, and that movie (Ben Affleck, Kate Beckinsale, Cuba Gooding, Jr. and more) is a good, dramatized, portrayal of that day.

One thing these movies touch upon is man's response in times such as these. Do we predominantly rise to the occasion or fall to the basest of natures? What would we, ourselves, do in like circumstances? Will I save my own neck, give up in despair or fear, or risk helping another? There will be a time on earth where those realities will be faced by all upon it. It bears some thought.

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I have new toys for computing - I have to tear myself away at times. I don't have to use my desktop upstairs, but can wireless connect from my notebook, and its fully loaded with all the software I prefer. It makes it easier to blog, to quickly access online activities, and even divert myself with music, movies, or games. And being portable, I can even take it on the road. The husband made Christmas come early by extending his Thanksgiving; God bless him.

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Spent the weekend remembering birthdays - mine and the Ace's Ace (her husband). We enjoyed a dinner at Black Angus. It was nice to relax with good friends and chill with a delicious meal. At the end, instead of singing happy birthday, we received a beautiful dish of ice cream and chocolate brownie with carmel and happy birthday written in chocolate syrup decor. It was yummy! I sure need to post some pictures up in here.

I discovered a great way to enhance my birthday - join birthday clubs! Doing so I have coupons for free meals/desserts at Black Angus, Friday's, Red Robin, Red Lobster , Tony Roma's; free ice cream at Cold Stone and Baskin Robbins, free smoothie at Juice it Up. Happy Birthday Me! Yes, my birthday was last week, but I'm still celebrating!

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Well tomorrow's another workday; goodnight. Three days to vacation after that - woohoo!

Marriage During Christmas Movies

About.com has Top 10 Marriage During Christmas Movies.

I would have Surviving Christmas with Ben Affleck and The Family Man with Nicolas Cage included on ones I would make mention of. If you have the opportunity, enjoy them. I'm sure I'll think of even more. If you want your holiday viewing to be full of Christmas , Hallmark Channel also carries a lot of Christmas fare to enjoy. Here is some programming on ABC.

Fare well :-)

"Let's Go" by Ashley Lynn

Let’s Go!

(Ashley Lynn –12-13-05)
My mother witnessed a conversation
and it seemed so funny before.
But now, in hindsight, the story she told
has revealed to us so much more.
Early morning, a socialite awoke
and began pacing to and fro,
Until she found her mirror reflection
and replied “C’mon let’s go, Let’s Go!”
That woman talking was my grandmother,
in a moment of Alzheimer’s fog,
What my mother didn’t realize
was that grandmommy was talking to God.
A few days later she left us all,
with the family in shock and dismay,
But she let us know that she talked to God
and asked for things to be this way.

_{by my niece}

a haze of memories for today

One year ago today, on a Sunday go to meeting morning, I discovered my mom in the midst of a cerebral hemorrhage, although I had no idea what was going on. Two days later she passed away. So I am remembering her today. I don't miss her company per se - I spent a lot of years on a different coast than she. But she had been with me since the April before although, as my niece put it, 'in the haze of alzheimers'. But she was there when she kissed me on the cheek. She was there in many ways such as that. I am so grateful for the time.

So, I find I like the memories; its like visiting her. I can surround myself in mental snapshots of times shared like turning the pages of a picture album. I can hear her voice, see her expressions, recall her music, feel her hair as I combed it and smell the conditioner. It makes me sad, but it warms me too - smiles with the tears. I guess that is what bittersweet is; interesting. I'm glad she's with the Lord and at rest; when I see her again, the haze will be gone. Never said it enough when you were here with us but, mommy, I love you !

She gave birth to me on this day, and on this day she began to leave me. Today, she is very near and dear.

Isn't it odd

that the giant made a reference just prior to this weekend to something being very akin to Cujo, and that very night Cujo aired on TV?

I didn't view it from the beginning (but have before), however I relived the part where the woman was trapped in the car with her son until the end; emotionally intense! Once upon a time I read every Stephen King book I could get my hands on and, as usual, the book far exceeds the movie. I like King's style, especially the way you encounter aspects of other books in the one your reading.

But, still, that night; wasn't it wierd?

spa goes! a long time comin'...

in a lil bit (when I finish this post), I'm going to join the husband in our long-awaited spa - it all started in a mental galaxy far away as an idea that gave way to the hope of financial reality. We began by replacing the fencing around our house with a block wall, leaving a large gated opening to accommodate bringing a spa in. We thought we were going to be able to remove one from the yard of some wonderful friends (parents of the dahli family). So began the preparation of the yard for a pad to put it on and the extending the electrical from the house to it. But as it turned out, regretfully, we couldn't come up a feasible way to get the spa out of their yard.

Our hopes sank as our minds looked at the possibilites. But we took up the search again early fall to find the spa of our dreams that would also fit in our pocketbook - you picturing that? The husband and I actually enjoyed interneting and visiting spa retailers even going to the fair. We really enjoyed talking to Diane, the salesperson at Sundance Spas - top of our list - she was a straightshooting and likeable seller and we were confident of her product; not so with CalSpas and the salesperson we met there. The fair was quite a hustle. Then I saw a place, Spas Plus, off of the freeway. We fell in love with one of their models.

We suffered setbacks after we ordered in the financial area that tried the soul. Finally that was resolved and arrangements were made for the delivery and subsequently a few color corrections. When it came to delivery they were able to drive right up into the back yard to the area set aside for the spa. However, come to find out, the electrical is not right for this spa. We have to undo it. The husband with the Giant worked out those technicalities. After delays waiting for the availability of the contractor, yesterday the electrical was completed, not without complications. A few parts later, we were given a thumbs up. The engines were started and 'yay' it worked. We started the water, and now the spa is full and running.

Thank you husband, giant, Gil, contractor, dealer and everyone who has made this possible. There's a spa in the backyard for my birthday! It's not my gift - but, if you understand - it is a wonderful gift to just have it there. So, for now, it's time to dawn the suit and christen the spa.

The office Christmas party

I usually enjoy the husband's office Christmas (I'm supposed to say holiday; but I won't!) parties - I think it is because people are usually in a rare festive frame of mind with all the sentiments of the season. The husband was quite the event photographer and we promised the Jarvis' to see them all; stay tuned. The band was absolutely great - they had a variety of musical styles incorporating jazz, swing, old-school, there was dancing too. The venue was dodger stadium clubhouse - and even the marquee was lit up to say a series of messages thanking the staff for their hard work. How neat! Our selection was the rib-eye with mashed potatoes, some complimentary seasoned veggies, and tasty french onions - very scrumptious. There was a wide selection of desserts from fresh fruit to a so rich chocolate cake which I just had to have some of, and flavored coffees. There was a host bar. I hadn't had a mai-tai in quite some time and I had the chance to recall why I liked them so much. There was champagne at every table. And everyone mingle, mingle, mingled. The Gonzales' and Anna were at our table, the Valdez's (I think 'coffee' when they're name is mentioned :-), and the Jarvis' stopped by. It was great seeing everyone.

I think the thing about these events is that I have the opportunity to be 'out' (like I have a life) with the husband - we become a couple who only have to love and enjoy each other. Lord please make more time in our life for times like these - I do so enjoy us being like that. Let me just say, the Jarvis' won a floral centerpiece to take home for being the first to arrive at their table! Anna did too! They were a quite lovely arrangement of reds and whites with carnations, other Christmas season flowers and roses, with appropriate greens. Congrats to all the winners!

Well suffice it to say I had fun. My office party is at lunch Friday; hmmm...

Now this is odd...

the day I focused on Natalie Wood and the discovery that she was the precious little girl in A Miracle of 34th Street, that evening West Side Story aired; how odd! I wasn't able to watch it all; but I for a moment I re-entered in the once familiar world of the 'Jets' and the 'Sharks' and, once again, the innocence of yet another Natalie Wood role.

Living Large with Little

It is encouraging to watch the Kids (the eldest and her husband) make their life together, riding through the storms of health, finance, moving, stressful schedules of school or work - they grow stronger all along the way. They just became homeowners of a 'fixer-upper' proudly struggling with all the surprises behind the once secured door. Oh, the water heater doesn't work; oh, the flooring allowance is a pittance compared to what is needed; oh, I really didn't need the car to break down now; oh the money for the refrigerator coming from the payoff of a credit card disappeared into the top end of the house financing itself; oh, that's where the bugs go when you fumigate. But hey, they have gotten their degrees at UCLA (fight, fight, fight!), survived apartment living in 'the Jungle', moved out of state, employment adjustments; and they have remained humble (guess that was inevitable - smirk) and thoroughly enjoyable people with an enviable host of caring, 'come-through' friends. I don't hear them gripe, whine, or see them give-up - and beyond their human-ness, they keep praying, keep planning, keep pushing forward, keep communicating, and counting their blessings. They're like that drill on Armageddon, they just keep pushin' their way through to the target. They're are one of mine (blessings) and a source of encouragement in my own trials. No matter how little they have, they make much of it. Such beautiful memories they are making store of.

25"Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more important than food, and the body more important than clothes? 26Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? 27Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life? 28"And why do you worry about clothes? See how the lilies of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. 29Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these.30If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you, O you of little faith? 31So do not worry, saying, 'What shall we eat?' or 'What shall we drink?' or 'What shall we wear?' 32For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. 33But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. 34Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own. Matthew 6:25-34

The son-in-law has a birthday this month - and well let me just say I am proud of him and so glad they found each other. He's OK and has performed a KO on her heart and, as the song says, 'nobody does it better'; no one came close; he's no Ishmael or pretender to the throne. So Son as you look upon these day, hold you head up high and be proud. You're a good man Charlie Brown in heroic porportions and we love you. Eldest, when it comes to you, words run to the farthest regions of the Netherlands. I was saying just tonight, 'the tangible can be taken away, but the intangible - you cant touch this'. Eldest, I love you and I am so proud. May the Lord continue to bless you, and all who care for you while you are so far away. Hugz to you Kids-MJ (together they are MJ, Superman's sweetheart in the movie) - a love of heroic porportions!

P.S. they make me think of the dear dahli lama family - oh to be young again *smile*

Natalie's miracle

I watched a black and white of Miracle on 34th Street last night. The little girl is just precious in her practicality and wonder - such a mixture in a child. Now remembering that intriguing face, I look up the little actress only to find she was one of my favorites! (duh?) I never knew Natalie Wood was the little girl. Wow!

This wasn't her first movie; her 4th. I always thought she was one of the classiest actresses around and emanated a rare warmth. Apparently that wide-eyed innocence as a child never left her face. I thought the coupling of her and her 'R.J.' special too. You get rare connections like these - Bogie and Bacall, Tracy and Hepburn, Gable and Lombard - I saw the movie.

December 28th, 1957 Natalie married the love of her life 'Robert Wagner' (R.J. as Natalie called him). They divorced in 1962, later to remarry. Natalie once commented about their divorce saying they were both scared, insecure and listened to others that their marriage wouldn't work....R.J. and Natalie married on June 16th, 1972. In 1974 R.J. and Natalie had a daughter Courtney Brooke. They lived happily as husband and wife until tragically, while sailing on their yacht 'Splendour', Natalie had an accident trying to board the dinghy belonging to the boat, fell into the water and, while trying to recover, drowned. _{from http://imdb.com/name/nm0000081/bio}

Some of my favorite Natalie movies are Splendor in the Grass, West Side Story. Other notables are her last, Brainstorm, with Wagner, and Rebel Without a Cause - I wouldn't limit them to this, but I am simply too young to know all of them ;-). Some of her later roles her character's names were similar to her own original, Natalia Nikolaevna Zakharenko (family name later changed to Gurdin, even in a Hart to Hart 1979 TV cameo appearance as Natasha Gurdin.

Maybe one of her earliest films says something - No Sad Songs for Me. Here's to you Natalie!

Christmas shoes

Speaking of Shoes at Christmas, certainly you've heard the song - right? that was also made in to a film, based on the #1 hit record and best-selling book, the beloved television movie The Christmas Shoes (2002) (TV) stars Rob Lowe and Kimberly Williams. In this heartwarming holiday drama, a workaholic attorney crosses paths with a young boy on Christmas Eve and rediscovers the true meaning of love, life and the holiday season. Maria del Mar, Dorian Harewood, Amber Marshall and Max Morrow also star - right? When I think about how our hearts should be focused at Christmas and what I want my children to be taught, these are the sentiments that come to mind.

Rob Lowe continues the role of Robert Layton in, The Christmas Blessing (2005) (TV) with Hugh Thompson (who has done many miracle focused films). Maria also portrays one of the children, Allison, in Unlikely Angel (1996) (TV) where Dolly Parton portrays a country music performer who meets an untimely demise, but cannot enter heaven until she performs a good deed back on earth - to get a workaholic widower and his children back together again for Christmas. Dorian's long career includes holiday work as one of the voices in The Easter Story, and a role in An American Christmas Carol (1979) (TV)- a favorite version of mine with Henry Winkler (I'd like to get a hold of this one), and "7th Heaven"'s Rev. Morgan Hamilton.

You can listen to and see the lyrics at the song site and at the film site also there is a poll, trivia quiz, behind-the-scenes interviews and more.

at Hello!

"So ... tell me how you met your wife."
"Oh", smiling, "well that's a funny story. See, one Christmas my young son, being concerned about how I was dealing with the death of his mom, calls a talk radio show to discuss it with them. To make a long story short a host of mail resulted from the airing, and my son fixed upon one particular responder. After a series of events he set in motion we met, she and I, on Valentine's Day atop the Empire State Building" - _{hypothetical conversation with the Sam Baldwin in Sleepless in Seattle.}

Sleepless is most definitely a frequent viewer for any romantic. I have no idea why I didn't mention this in my Affair to Remember coverage. If someone were to inquire of me, "how often can you watch this movie;" I'd clarify "in a day?" While simply falling in love with the story in its entirety, box of kleenex by my side, I too thoroughly enjoy the timelessly romantic soundtrack. Another such sountrack is the one to One Fine Day also from a delightful romantic comedy, not based at Christmas.

But to get to my point, there's a dialogue in Sleepless where Rosie O'Donnell - the best friend - having been told that 'boy met girl' and boy said 'hello,' asks Meg Ryan what did she say - She tells her with dismay, she could only say to Tom Hanks 'hello'. They flash to the scene in Affair to Remember to witness this exchange between Carey Grant and Deborah Kerr as she also says as Terry McKay: And all I could say was, "hello". (Watch the movie - really!) I was reminded in that moment of another 'hello' with Renee Zellweger and another Tom - Cruise, in Jerry Maguire (1996). There you have have this discourse that ends with:

Jerry: I love you. You... complete me.
Dorothy: Shut up. Just shut up. You had me at "hello".

I conclude, romantically 'hello' can say everything!

'Two Shoes' Too

I vote "two shoes" too! The family laughs at me because one of my most favorite movies is Mr. Magoo's Christmas Carol. I get all mistimental singing "I'm all alone in the World" and Tiny Tim's 'razzleberry dressing' and am known for random and stray episodes of just belting out lines from these songs. It is endearing, delightful, and great children's Christmas fare - I've passed down the tradition to the eldest daughter.

Check out abundant blessings blogger and you will see that I am not alone in the world of a Magoo Christmas. I came across another blogger, Skye Puppy - in a post that treats "A Christmas Carol" overall - who is of this mind also and from whom I retrieved the ever loved lyrics.

A hand for each hand was planned for the world,
So why don't my fingers reach?
Millions of grains of sand in the world,
Why such a lonely beach?
Where is a voice to answer mine back?
Where are two shoes that click to my clack?
I'm all alone in the world.

I own the video (replacing it once, even) and the DVD because I was always afraid the networks wouldn't pick it up at Christmas - while I was growing up it was a yearly tradition. This year, I understand the Cartoon Network will carry it on Christmas Eve. Merry Christmas to you every one!

Happy Birthday Brother

Happy Birthday, Brother, you've been there all my life. Keep on keepin' on!

the husband said...

the husband said when are you going to post - I can only read Bebe so many times; sheesh! Wondering how many times he'll read this one '-).

A lost pearl - Bebe Moore Campbell

My Ace and I were just talking with the husbands and others about authors we've enjoyed - can't remember how we got on the topic (oh yeah now I do laughing to myself as I recall, but I realize - that is neither here nor there) - but we started with Toni Morrison discussing Beloved and so many of her other books, Alice Walker in particular The Color Purple and Possessing the Secret of Joy, and the authors James Baldwin, and J. California Cooper, and Terry McMillan, actually a subset of those mentioned in my profile. One we didn't mention, regretfully for she is so deserving to be amongst these, has left us today: Author Bebe Moore Campbell Dies at 56 in Los Angeles. I don't get to enjoy reading like I used to; but, of the books Bebe wrote, I read and have in my library (meaning I just can't part with) are Your Blues Ain't Like Mine and Brothers and Sisters. The world of literature will sorely miss Bebe, a pearl among authors. Bebe, thanks for sharing!

Right before the devastation, I had a good day

holi-day blessings

It's the most wonderful time of the year....Don't you just love it!

It is important to me to not get caught up in the hustle and bustle of gift-buying and socialzing; but to treasure the reason for the season and, in this knowledge, enjoy family and friends. You might think that one shouldn't get caught up in the religiousity of these days either - but I feel like one of the three wise men with a secret. When the whole story is revealed as to what is behind this season, my joy is joy unspeakable! From heritage, i.e. the Hebrews who lived in expectation of the Messiah to those who walked with Jesus and before through the early and evolving church to believers today, we can grow in how Christ has revealed Himself to us and, without any other gift, be the richer for it. So my advise is choose what you get caught up in - world, no; eternal life, yes! Let's take a look at the celebration ahead!

Advent Season (Dec 3 - Dec 24, 2006)
Hanukkah (begins December 15, 2006)
Christmas Time - Twelve Days of Christmas (Dec 25, 2006 - Jan 5, 2007)
Kwanzaa (December 26 to Jan 1)
Epiphany - and Ordinary Time until Lent) (Jan 6 - Feb 20, 2007)

Capsulization from these sites:

Practically tipped off by the season of Thanksgiving we have Advent - (from Latin adventus, “coming”), a period of preparation for the celebration of the birth of Jesus Christ and also of preparation for the Second Coming of Christ. It begins on the Sunday nearest to November 30.

There is the Jewish celebration of Hanukkah (aka Chanukah or Hanukah), celebrated on eight successive days to honor the restoration of divine worship in the Temple after it had been defiled by heathens. The return of their religious liberty was to them as life from the dead and, in remembrance of it, they kept an annual holiday on the twenty-fifth day of Kislev. Kislev is the third month of the Jewish calendar corresponding, approximately, to early December in the Gregorian calendar. Jesus kept this festival. The principal source for the story is found in the Talmud.

Christmas or Christmas Day commemorates the birth of Jesus of Nazareth. Theologically, Christmas is the celebration of the incarnation of God in Jesus the Christ, the self-revelation of God to the world in human form for the reconciliation of humanity to Himself. All the details of the various accounts concerning Jesus’ birth revolve around that central truth. Eastern Orthodox Churches celebrate it on January 7, which corresponds to December 25 of the Julian calendar.

The origin of the Twelve Days is complicated, and is related to differences in calendars, church traditions, and ways to observe this holy day in various cultures. In the Western church, Epiphany is usually celebrated as the time the Wise Men or Magi arrived to present gifts to the young Jesus (Matt. 2:1-12). Traditionally there were three Magi, probably from the fact of three gifts, even though the biblical narrative never says how many Magi came. In some cultures, especially Hispanic and Latin American culture, January 6th is observed as Three Kings Day, or simply the Day of the Kings (Span: la Fiesta de Reyes, el Dia de los Tres Reyes, or el Dia de los Reyes Magos; Dutch: Driekoningendag). Even though December 25th is celebrated as Christmas in these cultures, January 6th is often the day for giving gifts. In some places it is traditional to give Christmas gifts for each of the Twelve Days of Christmas. Since Eastern Orthodox traditions use a different religious calendar, they celebrate Christmas on January 7th and observe Epiphany or Theophany on January 19th.

Kwanzaa (or Kwaanza) is a secular observance honoring African-American heritage and values, almost exclusively by African-Americans in the United States of America. Note, however, in the cited site the seven-branch candle holder, the "Kinara," was not used in African traditions, and suggested a symbol of Judaism, the Menorah, was borrowed to match the seven principles of Kwanzaa. There is, however, a history of blacks in Judaism, going back to at least the time of Sheba. Also, historically for African-Americans, the Exodus, the "going forth" of the Children of Israel, has served as a metaphor for their struggle as a people.

Epiphany is a Christian feast celebrating the 'shining forth' or revelation of God to mankind in human form, in the person of Jesus Christ. The observance had its origins in the eastern Christian churches, and included the birth of Jesus Christ; the visit of the three Magi (Caspar, Melchior and Balthasar) who arrived in Bethlehem; and all of Jesus' childhood events, up to his baptism in the Jordan by John the Baptist. The feast was initially based on (and viewed as a fulfillment of) the Jewish Feast of Lights. This was fixed on January 6.

This is a season rich in all that Christ means to us and the values we should uphold not just seasonally but in our daily lives. However, this season, I encourage you to delve into a devotional communion with Him and let Him speak to your heart. Holi-day Blessings to you, every one!

Related Links:


• Biblical Holidays - returning to a Biblical Foundation


• Christian Holidays, Festivals and Holy Days


• The Reason for the Season


• The Seasons of the Church Year - wonderful holiday devotionals here

proverbial man

We all know what the most important verse is in Proverbs 31; right?

Her husband is known in the gates, when
he sits among the elders of the land. [v23]

That isn't the one that came to your mind? Well, me personally I am shy significant points in the ultimate proverbial woman area; but I know what drives her to be so. And believe you me, something would have to drive someone to be all that!

When you know that your husband is all that and comes with a bag of chips too - that he is off the caliber of the Gate men (you know - E.F. Hutton 'people listen'), a man you can respect as well as love, in fact your love glows in light of your respect for him - that is quite a keep the motor runnin' motivation. It is our little contribution to who he is and more importantly to who he is to us.

Now maybe you think the gates are the world, country, city, community - but it can be the church, the home, your heart. And sometimes it may be that no one realizes he is known but yourself; but that is what really matters. He will know no greater love than to sit in the gates of your heart.

And get this; when in Jeremiah the Lord says I will be your husband" woa! Isn't your response all the much greater? Look who is in my corner? What I wouldn't do for him. Interesting how God uses marriage to remind us of our relationship with Him? Anyway you look at it, both relationships improve. Gotta love the Creator and His Plan - that is what gave me that man - the husband (chips included)!

Giving Thanks!

another Thanksgiving under the belt! The husband and I made an agreement when we married - I only have to cook on the holidays AND since he likes to BBQ that only really applies to the winter - Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Year's and Resurrection Day! What a deal!

But then feeding the clan sometimes seems daunting and wrests with my spirit during the day. The eldest used to help me in the kitchen. But face it, she's in Texas - this being the second Thanksgiving and they just bought a home. So what a blessing when bright an early the Giant lends his assistance throughout the day. He tore up bread for dressing, made rice pilaf, and moved dishes between the various ovens so we would have the Turkey, ham, green beans, sweet potatoes, pumpkin bread, dinner rolls, fried corn ready to go with the husband's delicious tea and the salad at 4 pm. Afterward, the girl's knocked out the remaining dishes - I like to wash as I go to minimize the mess, and so the kitchen looks quite decent right now. The daughter getting her teacher's credentials was able to be with us again for yet another holiday.

We went around the table as usual and talked about the things we are thankful for this year. The Giant made my day in such a little way. And I have such a wonderful husband. We have a blended family that actually blended - what a blessing! Being a stepmother has been no more wicked than being a mommy dearest ;-)! God has been so good to us.

Two of the kids were at their mom's - I hope they had a blessed time as well; they were missed. The new homeowner's called - they are also missed. My brother called too and it was good to hear from him. I was remiss in making calls today - too busy splashing sauce myself - powdering my face with flour, not finding things I was sure I bought and all the other essentials of bringing this meal together.

Now - yes at this very hour - the husband is waiting outside a store for it to open Black Friday, - the day after thanksgiving shopping. I pray for his safety and easy going. He's the one who takes care of these kinds of things; I abhor crowd mentality. The Lord bless him; he is a rare and wonderful guy. Well he just called and wants a heavier coat and maybe a sleepingbag - gotta go! Thanksgiving Blessings!

ruminant rants and raves rummaging

capsulization

No one ever told me told me how to take a capsule of medicine. So when as a teen I was first required to, I looked at the little plastic tubing and took it apart, pouring the contents in a glass of water which I quickly drank. This may typify my very nature to make a forest of trees. Now you tell me what I just said?

fallen from Grace

I have never liked CNN's Nancy Grace show - her last name is an irony. I can't see making a living being a hard-nose, but apparently there is a market for it. It is not so much her opinions but her attack approach - dis'Graceful ranting and raving - that repels me. While I don't understand the point of such TV programming, someone losing their life behind it is even harder to comprehend. This would be a hard one to sleep on.

jumped judgements

Although I am judgemental at times (surely proven in my posts), I recently saw a movie - the sisterhood of the traveling pants (definitely tissue material) - that causes me to check myself. (The Giant (eldest son) was walking around the house with manly disputations regarding it while I watched). While I loved the other story lines going on as well, especially with the distant girl making a new friend despite herself, it was the self-adsorbed 'all that' girl (really? am I that judgemental?) that made a homerun on my thoughts. It's not that we are always wrong with what we percieve about someone, but often jump the gun because we don't have a clue as to why so which would balance our personal assessment. When I found out why so with her, my heart was softened. Lord give me the wisdom of Solomon so that I would not be so misjudging or too hard-hearted. Note: I didn't see the movie from the very beginning and have yet to do so (and you know I will), but I suspect that is no excuse.

a Bush-gois nightmare? - abuse of force

Yesterday on KNX1070 I heard Chief of Police Bratton speak to the issue of the three recently recorded incidents of police use of force that has alarmed the metropolitan community. He defended the uniform with 'what a rotten world it is today'. We have a friend who is an officer and a gentlemen; out there doing an outstanding job - and we know others wearing the uniform of like kind. But we also know that all are not as upright and dedicated. Maybe Bratton doesn't know that. His rotten world defense was accompanied with a need to protect the public - certainly true. Too, it almost seemed he defined non-lethal use of force as be glad you're alive. Somehow, though, I missed any mention of the need to preserve the rights of the apprehended. Am I wrong? - they do have some! Maybe we moved to a guilty until proven innocent referendum.

I checked the definition for inalienable again just to make sure I had that right (I must be missing something) - get this:

incapable of being alienated, surrendered, or transferred {inalienable rights}

Not to be separated, given away, or taken away; inalienable.

Now there are criminals out there, shady, unscrupulous folks to be sure. But I don't want to have a Bush-gois - or the film The Siege - world where what worries me when I see brutality in videos or real life is who really is the tyrant? and when officers play good cop/bad cop, do they wear identification? There may be facts we are unaware of in these incidents, but from the outside looking in I am concerned. But, by the grace of God it could be I. Bratton, I just hope the system is designed to the best ability to protect the rights of all. One son is seeking to be an officer of the law and I know he'll be excellent. Yet as a civilian and for the entire public they pledge to protect, I want to be assured protection from abuse of the badge. Meanwhile, a heartfelt cheers to law enforcers of integrity everywhere! Multiply and be fruitful and may the Lord keep thee!

Parabolic Pearlz

One child explained to his friends about how it was with his father. He tells him, he says, "I am your child so give me all that I am entitled to. After all I didn't ask to be here, you know. This is your house, so you keep it clean. I am simply here because of your love--you brought me here and so you have to care and do what's best for me. You are unable to do otherwise. It is against your very nature isn't it? "

Then he says to them "Now I am heading back to my 'ol man's house. Dinner will be waiting and I want to get the best of it. Not reheated stuff. Cya! " The others looked after him in awe. But his brother who he had left behind, amongst them, got up to go also.

He says to them while waving "I need to get home also so I can get the table set. Dad always has such delicious treats for us. So l am going to get the dishes tonight and straighten up the kitchen before I get to some work he wanted me to do. It is the least I can do. He never leaves me wanting for anything. I can't even imagine what it would be like if he hadn't adopted me. I'll see you all tomorrow".
_{parabolic pearlz from suge's shelz ©2006}

Which are you? Some children of God are only too aware of a sense of entitlement to the kingdom of Heaven and demand "pay up ". While others never forget it is the grace of God and live to show their appreciation. Road rage, abortion, war are caused by entitlement. The disciples argued over who would sit next to Jesus -- whew, who earned/deserved that?

David used entitlement with Bathsheba but not when as God's anointed he served king Saul and let him live. It was not entitlement that served Laban seven years more for the right to marry Rachel which had already been earned. Paul left the service of entitlement to serve the lord-left what he saw in the world as right to serve what was right in God's sight. Jesus left at a manger all that was his right to die upon a cross for our sins. What entitlement have l earned; do I deserve? And yet, we are told... Let not your heart be troubled: ye believe in God, believe also in me. In my Father's house are many mansions: if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you. And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again, and receive you unto myself; that where I am, there ye may be also. Less is more. Only empty can one be fully filled--Ever drink all your cup contains so as to make room for the maximum replenishment? It is at the feet of Jesus that one can look up and see fully into His face and all that He is.

Only what's done for Christ will last.

They're Homeowners Texas Style

Praise Report - Rosie, our eldest, and her husband Jon - yeah the artiste under guise of mild mannered business man, - are homeowners. It's been a trial through which they have come valiantly (pay no attention - is that - no - gray hairs - they're so young yet)! God is good and ever prevails! Click those ruby slippers Rosie!

We just got the word. Party time! We have offspring that won't be moving back LOL!

Thank you Lord for you mercies never cease despite our humanity; they are new every day! Great is thy faithfulness!

Tyler's fresh at it again!

My girlfriend in Florida just alerted me to this newflash for Tyler Perry fans everywhere - Daddy's Little Girls comes in February from Lionsgate films (which also brought you Akeelah and the Bee (highly recommended by my friend Nicole, - Keke Palmer, the star, of which you’ve seen in another Tyler Perry film). Just this teaser glimpse of the film let's you know it'll be one of Tyler's finest works.

The cast is awesome; Tyler has a way of getting a calibre of artist that really brings reality to his films. Gabrielle Union you may remember from Bad Boys II or Deliver Us from Eva; her work also includes Something the Lord Made, Love & Basketball and has a holiday movie coming out next year Perfect Christmas. Idris Elba I first encountered in The Gospel as a dislikeable husband/minister he makes you understand through his excellent performance. There is the esteemable Lou Gossett Jr., who has a host of films coming out in 2007, and had a presidential role in Left Behind III: World at War among his litany of performances. Tracee Ellis Ross is from my all time favorite, A Fare to Remember.

Don't this just look like a high kleenex rating? Now all I can do is wait with baited breath!

a new thing in me

At praise team practice on Friday, my Ace asks me if I would sing with her on Saturday. Now, I am just a minor background voice that gives some quantitative body to our small singing group. Singing is not my gift, but it is a joy. On the other hand, my Ace has a God-given voice to envy some angels I am sure. She had been asked by a friend of hers to sing at their Church's Veteran's day prayer breakfast, to which she readily agreed. She hoped though to get someone to sing with her.

Never in my saved life did I ever imagine just me and someone else in a public singing performance. But the willingness to say 'yes Lord' I've discovered is a mysterious key to wings of eagles adventures to unsuspected places - collecting frequent flyer mileage is highly recommended!

In the movie, the Matrix, there's a Judas character who says he wished he had taken the other pill, made the other choice. But I have never regretted chosing Jesus. I often send people who have gotten a new position and show promising potential in it a congratulatory message quote from the movie, "I got to tell you, I'm fairly excited to see what you are capable of. I mean if Morpheus is right and all. We're not supposed to talk about any of that but if you are, well then this is an exciting time." God has never disappointed me.

Knowing that all glory is God's, I realize our previous worship leader was used of Him when he welcomed me to sing with the group, letting me overcome my nervousness to become comfortable with my voice and using it in front of people. Thank you Rodney.

Thank you Lynn for believing in me. It was wonderful to be used of God simply because I was asked, to support my friend and her lovely voice, and to be complimented for allowing God to be glorified through something only He could do in Me. How weird to stand there and sing praise confidently with my friend among people I didn't know, but who were family in God.

Time and time again He does a new thing in me and I, a work in progress, am always the better for it. To go along for the ride, I simply need to say yes Lord!

So that if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; the old things have passed away; behold, all things have become new! And all things are from God, the One having reconciled us to Himself through Jesus Christ, and having given to us the ministry of reconciliation, as, that God was in Christ reconciling the world to Himself, not charging their deviations to them, and having put the Word of reconciliation in us. Then on behalf of Christ, we are ambassadors, as God is exhorting through us, we beseech on behalf of Christ, Be reconciled to God. For He made the One who knew no sin to be sin for us, that we might become the righteousness of God in Him. 2 Cor. 5:17-21

Truce?

My father served in the Army during the Korean War. That period of time was key to the shaping of the man I knew as daddy. He told me many stories from those days when I grew up. I remember he played the bugle; he subsequently played many instruments - piano, organ, flute, trumphet, clarinet, saxophone - a pleasure he shared with all of us essentially making our family a one-fam band. Me - besides piano, I played the alto sax.

In November of 1919, President Woodrow Wilson issued his Armistice Day proclamation. The last paragraph set the tone for future observances:To us in America, the reflections of Armistice Day will be filled with solemn pride in the heroism of those who died in the country's service and with gratitude for the victory, both because of the thing from which it has freed us and because of the opportunity it has given America to show her sympathy with peace and justice in the councils of the nation.
In 1927 Congress issued a resolution requesting President Calvin Coolidge to issue a proclamation calling upon officials to display the Flag of the United States on all government buildings on November 11, and inviting the people to observe the day in schools and churches...But it was not until 1938 that Congress passed a bill that each November 11 "shall be dedicated to the cause of world peace and ...hereafter celebrated and known as Armistice Day."

That same year President Franklin D. Roosevelt signed a bill making the day a legal holiday in the District of Columbia. For sixteen years the United States formally observed Armistice Day, with impressive ceremonies at the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier, where the Chief Executive or his representative placed a wreath. In many other communities, the American Legion was in charge of the observance, which included parades and religious services. At 11 A.M. all traffic stopped, in tribute to the dead, then volleys were fired and taps sounded.

The word, "armistice," means simply a truce; therefore as years passed, the significance of the name of this holiday changed. Leaders of Veterans' groups decided to try to correct this and make November 11 the time to honor all who had fought in various American wars, not just in World War I.

In Emporia, Kansas, on November 11, 1953, instead of an Armistice Day program, there was a Veterans' Day observance. Ed Rees, of Emporia, was so impressed that he introduced a bill into the House to change the name to Veterans' Day. After this passed, Mr. Rees wrote to all state governors and asked for their approval and cooperation in observing the changed holiday. The name was changed to Veterans' Day by Act of Congress on May 24, 1954. In October of that year, President Eisenhower called on all citizens to observe the day by remembering the sacrifices of all those who fought so gallantly, and through rededication to the task of promoting an enduring peace. The President referred to the change of name to Veterans' Day in honor of the servicemen of all America's wars.

Excerpts from All About American Holidays by Mayme R. Krythe.

Remember our soldiers this weekend - the brothers and sisters who have fallen and those having served and yet serving!