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| I knew Dad was going to be in today's Memorial Day Parade. I started looking for him. I almost missed him! |
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| He was riding in back in the Grand Marshall's Jeep! |
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| At the final ceremony (there were three) the Navy caught up with Dad |
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| and asked him if he would like to stand with them for the ceremony. :) |
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| That is my father, on the right. To his right is one of several people that Grandma provided a home for, besides of her own children. I'm so thankful for those men and women who served and are serving. |
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| I found these bright leaves in our path, this morning. I am a detail person. I have difficulty focusing on the big picture. I notice details so much they become the picture, to me. |
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| Although the whole glorious morning blessed me, having two yellow leaves on the browns and greys of our path, caught my attention. I feel so grateful for bright spots. Have you noticed them? In the midst of trouble you may hear beautiful music. When life seem impossible one thing will be just perfect, reminding us that God is so great, so wonderful that every detail is covered. I'm so thankful for that. :) |
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| This is the coloring page I was trying to get when I printed the turkey picture. To me it signifies abundance. Now, I struggle with what I think is called hoarding. One might say the overabundance of goods readily available to me has made a problem. There has usually been an abundance of food for me. Even though I need to slim down, I am so thankful for abundant food. There is, and has been an abundance of love in my life. I am loved by family and church family -- so many people on Earth and gone before that I'm not sure I could count them. How grateful I am for abundant love. There are other things I could list, but the greatest is grace. Grace sufficient. Life abundant. I don't know if there is a Bible verse that backs up this thought, but I'm so thankful for abundant grace. When I have stumbled, fallen, acted out, dissapointed... all those places where I fall short, which is in every way, really, there is still grace. No matter how many people need grace and how much of it we need there is enough. Wow! Thank you, God! :) |
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| As was crafting some little stars, today, I thought of how thankful I am for stars. |
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| No, not my little crafted stars, but the real ones and what they represent to me. |
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| Stars often seem dim and insignificant, though very pretty. The stars that accompanied me on my short walks around the sanctuary building when I was in Bible school looked closer and interested me. When I could not see them, their light often softened the cloudy dark. |
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| Of course we know that stars are not dim. Their light is so strong that it reaches us from far away. |
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| Perhaps, sometimes, God's plan seems dim. We can not see it fully because of the thoughts that cloud our own atmosphere. The plan is still in place. Our Father is still in control. These things are true whether we see them or not. I'm giving thanks that we can know this. |
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| It's not about the turkey or the dressing. It's not about the family or the football. It's not about the pilgrims or any historical feasts. |
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| My father, my nephew who went out of his way to visit and my sister, who may not have known she was in the shot, taken yesterday :) |
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| Have you experienced days when it is easy to praise? Songs rise to your lips and smiles are in your eyes on those days. God is good and thankfulness just oozes from your pores all day long. Well, yesterday was not one of those days, for me. I had a little problem with dizziness. I had plans to take my elderly father to town and pick up a thing or two at the grocery store, but he called and cancelled. My son had the car all day. I had planned to take Dad to town after he got back from his other thing. I called him. He was busy with something else. I had planned to get some stuff sorted, cook, do up the dishes and feel like I had a handle on things. I took a shower and went to bed because I felt so weird. Guess it was a good thing I didn't go to town! Uncle Si came home and, after spending some time with the car he drives, came in to tell me it wasn't safe to drive. He is using "my" car, today. I started to feel better, so I heated up a can of soup for him and a can of beans for me. My son came home from a long day and was vocally disconcerted by the news about the cars -- very vocally and for a long time. He needed to vent. I wanted to rest. I had thought of a blog post I wanted to do, but when I went to bed in the afternoon I knew I would not get it done. Then I thought of this image. I waited until this morning to make it. It's something I have been learning all of my life. You have heard, perhaps, "God is good all the time." Well, it's true. If you notice, I had many blessings yesterday. My son and husband both came home. How many people wish they could say that? I had a shower, food and a bed to rest in. I am richer than a great many people. Then there is the adversity. Do you ever thank God for problems? I forget to do so, but when I do it is eye opening. Thank You, God, for the car problems -- just when we thought we had the cars almost caught up. I don't know what You are doing with and for us, but I know it is good. Thank You, Father, for upsetting my plans. I know Your plan is better. Thank You, my Creator, even for the sickness that I probably brought upon myself. There is no time quite like those spent quietly in bed for remembering You. |
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Psalm 150
King James Version (KJV)
1 Praise ye the Lord. Praise God in his sanctuary: praise him in the firmament of his power.
2 Praise him for his mighty acts: praise him according to his excellent greatness.3 Praise him with the sound of the trumpet: praise him with the psaltery and harp. 4 Praise him with the timbrel and dance: praise him with stringed instruments and organs. 5 Praise him upon the loud cymbals: praise him upon the high sounding cymbals. 6 Let every thing that hath breath praise the Lord. Praise ye the Lord. |
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| We were both sick. (Think macaroni & cheese for dinner.) Uncle Si knew what had to be done. A car was needed to drive to work on Monday. So, he hauled himself out there and worked away. I wish I could have told him. "Have the work done." I wish I could have told him, "We can pay for it." I wish we at least had a garage for him to work in -- especially on Sunday! 27 years of marriage and I'm still finding out what a great man my husband is. |
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| It's been over a year since my sister blessed me with this pair of pillow cases. |
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| I love the colors. (She knew I would. She loves them, too.) This photo is at least twice the size of the real thing. This curve is a little smaller than my little fingernail -- you know, the end of it. The stitches are tiny and beautifully finished. |
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| I was overwhelmed with her gift. I still am. I have no intention of using the pillowcases for everyday. |
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| So, I put them away somewhere "safe." |
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| You know the rest! I found them, again, last week. |
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| Dad 1944 (?) |
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| Dad 11-11-11 My father is back to. He was walking along with me then suddenly disappeared. When I looked around, this is what I found. |
