{Word-less Wednesday} "Blanket the earth!"

"He orders the snow, 'Blanket the earth!'
   and the rain, 'Soak the whole countryside!'
No one can escape the weather—it's there.
   And no one can escape from God...

When blizzards roar out of the north 

   and freezing rain crusts the land.

It's God's breath that forms the ice, 

   it's God's breath that turns lakes and rivers solid.

And yes, it's God who fills clouds with rainwater 

   and hurls lightning from them every which way.

He puts them through their paces—first this way, then that— 

   commands them to do what he says all over the world.

Whether for discipline or grace or extravagant love, 

   he makes sure they make their mark."

Job 37:6-8

learning lessons....

I was pretty teary yesterday morning.  Even though I fully expected my grandmother's death, and even wished it for her-because she was so ready and it had become just a matter of waiting....but even then, I couldn't help but get all leaky all morning long!  My mom, sister and I went to the Home to clean out her room.  

Throughout the last few years she has widdled down her possessions to next to nothing...what she kept ended up in my parents basement.  But at 93 there's not a whole lot that you need.  Someone else feeds you, clothes you, changes your sheets and escorts you everywhere you want to go.  Your needs are pretty meager.

And that's what I've been thinking about the last day and a half.  I'm thinking about how many hours, weeks, months and years we spend in our lifetime just trying to reach some level of importance.  Whether it is financial, vocational or in relationships, we're always reaching for something more.  And yet, at the end of our lives we ALL end up on the same playing ground.  We die...and our stuff is distributed to someone else.

In my grandmother's case, we packed up two garbage bags of clothing for Goodwill and three boxes of her belongings.  That's it.  She didn't live a life in pursuit of things...her desires were mostly relational....not "stuff-related". 

 Imagine that she HAD lived her life in pursuit of the next best thing life had to offer.  Imagine that her home was filled with toys and gadgets, blings and baubles.  

What would yesterday have looked like???

I venture to say it would look EXACTLY like it did.  We would have needed more garbage bags, a bigger uhaul for Goodwill, and a few more boxes of stuff to distribute.  But, we would have been doing exactly the same thing, which is my point.  No matter what we pursue in life, at the end of it all we take with us is our reputations and our legacies. 

 WE CAN'T PACK ANYTHING ELSE UP IN AN OVERNIGHT BAG AND TAKE IT WITH US!

So, we have two choices to make:

1) Live a life in pursuit of temporary happiness, accumulating all that our houses can fill.  Busy ourselves with the fullness of all the world has to offer...

OR

2) Live a life in pursuit of eternal happiness, love on the people around us, deny our own selfish gain...and just live simply.

At the end of my life, when my children are tidying up my belongings, distributing them amongst themselves, I hope it takes about an hour.  I hope that they find boxes and boxes of pictures filled with memories of TIME spent together.  I hope they look back on my life and see that I've loved people more than STUFF.  I hope they find a legacy that they want to pass on to their own children.

I take note here because I need a reminder.  I need to refresh the screen often and remind myself to stay on track.  I have a lot of work to do...a lot of "house" to clean.  

This will take a LOT of effort, people! 

 It won't happen by accident...

An intentional life happens only when we make it happen.

At home...

I got the call this morning that I knew was coming soon.
My grandmother has been dreaming of heaven for years.Having lived a long and full life, she wanted nothing more than to see Jesus face to face, and be reunited with her two husbands who've gone before her.
Last night she breathed her last breath of earthly air,
and woke up in heaven.

It's beyond me to really grasp that.
 I know it is true...and so did she.  She longed to leave here and move to her permanent heavenly address.  I'm trying to picture her this morning...
such a different picture than when I last saw her to say "good-bye for now".
Her form was so frail and thin....
Today she's free of pain and restlessness...
and she might even be doing a little dancing!

I'm not sure I've ever seen her dance, but I've witnessed her singing many, many times.
For the last few years it was rare that she'd be able to get to church, but on those Sunday mornings I'd watch her sing...she'd lift her hands and her face to heaven and SING with her whole heart.
I vividly remember her singing "How Great Thou Art"... 
She didn't need the words, they were embedded in her memory.
She sang like there was no one else in the room but her.
 
I see her singing this morning....
she's only been in heaven for about 8 1/2 hours...
but I'm pretty sure her first words came out in song.
I wish I could have seen her entrance into heaven....
wish I could have seen the joy on her face as she recognized the One she's lived her life for.
I wish I could have seen Him embrace her and whisper "Well done!" to her.

She lived much of her life wanting approval and to know that she mattered to those around her.
I believe she understood how much she meant to us.
How much we loved her and appreciated her.

But, today, I think all that matters to her is that she didn't waste her life chasing things that are temporary.
The few temporary things she accumulated are still sitting in her empty room.
And I'm pretty sure she's not missing them.

She spent the majority of her life seeking the Lord.
And now she's found Him.
She's spent hours upon hours sharing her heart with Him.
And now she's talking to Him face to face.

She is our last grandparent to finally see Jesus...
and she is the last of a generation that we know prayed for us daily.
I'd like to think in some way she will continue to speak to Jesus daily on our behalf...
being that she'll be spending so much time with Him and all.

She's left us with heavy hearts...

but just thinking about her life today, compared with yesterday...

Life for her has just begun...

  "For we know that when this earthly tent we live in is taken down (that is, when we die and leave this earthly body), we will have a house in heaven, an eternal body made for us by God himself and not by human hands.  We grow weary in our present bodies, and we long to put on our heavenly bodies like new clothing.  For we will put on heavenly bodies; we will not be spirits without bodies. While we live in these earthly bodies, we groan and sigh, but it’s not that we want to die and get rid of these bodies that clothe us. Rather, we want to put on our new bodies so that these dying bodies will be swallowed up by life. God himself has prepared us for this, and as a guarantee he has given us his Holy Spirit.

  So we are always confident, even though we know that as long as we live in these bodies we are not at home with the Lord.  For we live by believing and not by seeing.  Yes, we are fully confident, and we would rather be away from these earthly bodies, for then we will be at home with the Lord."

IICorinthians 5:1-10

 Helen Cook Astfalk

 October 21, 1917 - January 9, 2011

"This is the true joy of life, the being used up for a purpose recognized by yourself as a mighty one."
George Bernard Shaw

Around here...

 We've enjoyed some quiet, family-filled days around here this week.  

Christmas vacation has afforded us a lot of togetherness and catching up...{much to a certain 14yr-old-who-would-much-rather-spend-24/7-with-her-friend's dismay}

The days leading up to Christmas included a lot of this

{Dark chocolate-covered pb filled Ritz and Mint chocolate covered Oreos}

{Dark Chocolate covered pretzels}

 {Packaged and ready to be delivered}

We hosted an UGLY sweater party here last week.  

 {My UGLY sweater...}

I remember a time when wearing an UGLY sweater was humiliating...

now it seems the uglier the better!

The kids and I buy an ornament every year that has something to do with a big event that has occured throughout the year.  We have houses, cars, pets, words of expression, etc....

We took a vote on whether we should buy another little house ornament or a raccoon,

 in honor of these guys

 who have taken to entertaining themselves in the walls of our house for the last few MONTHS.

It was unanimous...

Although it is not the cutest ornament on our tree, 

it probably holds the most memory of all of them!

 Unbeknownst to my mom...she purchased the same one for us 

and now there are two. 

 Ironic.

By far, the best day we've had this week was Christmas Eve.  We don't have the typical set-up for celebrating Christmas...what with the kids celebrating at home and with their dad, too....but we've found our own traditions that seems to work for us and we make the best of whatever we need to.  This year we had an unexpected surprise of spending all of Christmas Eve Day together...and maybe because it was unexpected, it was even sweeter.

We spent a little time doing this...

 And eating some of this...

We did gift-giving a little different this year...

and it was perfect...

The kids bought me the sweetest little cupcake pedestal...

Look how sweet the box is, too!  

But, by far, the best gift of the year came from my daughter and looks something like this...

It's been displayed on the front of the tree ever since...

and will quite possibly be varnished, framed or bronzed when the tree is taken down.

She knows my love language is words of affirmation...

and the fact that hers is NOT

 made this piece of paper all the more to be treasured!

There are many more days this week together and I'm going to go out on a limb and just 

assume that they won't all be warm and fuzzy...

by next Monday I'm guessing we'll all be ready for school to start up again.

Until then, I'm treasuring the sight of all my children under the same roof

and the sound of all of them talking at the same time.

There'll be time enough for QUIET when our routine has resumed...

"The happiest moments of my life have been the few which I 

have passed at home in the bosom of my family."

Thomas Jefferson

Bloggers unite...

A few days ago I had the privilege of coffee-ing with two of my blogging friends, Jeane and Janelle.  

We gathered at Jeane's lovely home...and consumed enormous amounts of coffee.  It was such fun to be in Jeane's home and see three of her beautiful children.  Her household is busy with little people coming and going and I loved watching the way she takes it all in stride.  

Jeane's twin boys...

How cute are those smiles???!!!  

I couldn't tell them apart if I was paid, but they were so much fun to watch!

This is Janelle's youngest..

She is the princess of their house...

reminds me so much of raising Emma after two busy boys.

Our time together was really precious.  I have forgotten how busy a houseful of toddlers and preschoolers can be...forgotten how impressionable they are...how much they watch every little thing you do.  I've also forgotten how hard it is to sit down and enjoy "mommy" things without being interrupt by little needs.  I can't remember when I stopped observing these things.  I can't remember the last time one of my kids sat on my lap...for the very last time.  It just happened, and I forgot to take note.  

It was good for me to spend time with younger moms...I needed a reminder of how far we've come, and yet how much we've changed.  It's a strange thing when someone who identifies themselves as "mom" suddenly realizes her identity is being redefined.  When you're in the midst of wiping snotty noses and bare bottoms you   have no way of understanding how quickly these years pass.  But they always do.

It makes me feel pretty old...

but such is the cycle of life, I guess.

I left with lovely parting gifts...

{I won a giveaway on Janelle's blog a few weeks ago}

{Janelle...the blanket is the PERFECT shade for the sunroom AND everyone fights over it..

Emma snuck it up to her room and slept under it last night}

and THE BEST baked oatmeal EVER from Jeane...

{I'm not kidding, Jeane...THE BEST!}

  

I could have stayed all afternoon, chatting, but I had an appointment with a wood-deliverer....

who came early...

and dumped the WHOLE pile of wood on the
OPPOSITE side of the yard that it needs to be on.

Sigh..

Guess who has to convince her kids that it's worth transporting the pile across the yard NOW 

so that we're not walking through the snow to get frozen wood for the fire later???

We're in for many hours of happy togetherness this week, I predict.

cheeseburger picnic...

Doing a little gift-making over here this week.  

Can't show it all, cause there are sneaky eyes that peek on here.

Emma and I spent a quiet evening here tonight.  Nick disappeared for a little bit to join his friends at "Wing Night"...which afforded us a little cheeseburger picnic by the fire. 

It was one of those rare moments in the life of a mother and her 14 year old daughter.

 I didn't embarrass her or say something dumb.  

She didn't roll her eyes at me when I walked in the room with the tray. 

And there was no complaining that this was her least favorite meal.  

It was rare, I tell you...

Rare, but thoroughly savored.

I remember being 14.  

I was just as unpredictable, I surmise.

I grew out of thinking every move my mom made would thoroughly humiliate me.

There is hope.

This too shall pass....

Dear daughter, 

There are days we all think no one understands or appreciates us. 

 It's not true.

You will never wake up on any given day to find you are

 all alone 

unappreciated

misunderstood

or

unloved.

May the God of all creation fill you up to the brim with HIS unmistakable LOVE...

May HE fill in all the cracks that you sometimes feel are left open...

You are LOVED beyond measure, 

treasured beyond belief.

Just in case you ever wondered...

 "For great is your love, reaching to the heavens;
   your faithfulness reaches to the skies."

Psalm 57:10

What the daughter does, the mother did.  ~Jewish Proverb

A daughter is the happy memories of the past, the joyful moments of the present, and the hope and promise of the future.  

~Author Unknown

Avoiding the mall-rush...

You couldn't PAY me to go to the mall today!!
 We're down to two weeks until Christmas and the frenzy has hit the last minute shoppers
{I, myself could maybe considered one of them}....

As always, at this time of year, I get this little rebellious streak rising up inside of me.

 I hear people talking about all the things on their shopping lists, I see people completely stressed out over finishing all their buying and I observe a nation full of young people who feel that they are entitled to get everything on their LIST.

And every year I hate it even more. 

 I hate that I buy into it all. 

 I hate that somewhere in the back of my mind I feel obligated to join the frenzy.

When did we decide this holiday should be all about us?  

When did we decide that because it's Jesus birthday, WE should all receive presents...

and LOTS of them- 

especially the most expensive kind?

How did we go from sitting at our Thanksgiving tables, giving thanks for all the blessings bestowed upon us, to rushing out the door at midnight so we can buy more STUFF?

We were so thankful only moments before, but that all changes when a SALE is at stake.

I know, much of what we buy is for others...

and I'm not against blessing others with something they really want.

But, every year I am more and more frustrated with the way we blow it out of proportion

 and buy beyond our means to give to someone who doesn't have a need. 

Sounds a little Scrooge-ish, I know.  

I hear it as it's coming out of my own thoughts...

but it doesn't change the fact that I feel like, as a nation, we've allowed things to get out of control.  

I never really know what to DO about these thoughts and feelings this time of year.  I've never bought a lot for under our tree, but I still buy...I still go beyond what I should -because it's just what you do.

This year things are going to be different.  

I had thought a few weeks ago that I would share how- here.  

But I've decided not to...

mainly because it's just a personal decision.  

It's a trial...and it may only happen for this year,

but it needed to happen.

I keep thinking that what I want most of all, is for my kids to look back on their childhoods 

and on Christmas in particular and remember how we celebrated Jesus, 

and not stuff.

And I'm willing to "wager" that ten or twenty years from now they will not remember the particular trinkets that awaited them under our tree.

I stand corrected...

I DO remember something that was under our tree about 30 years ago.  

It was a really ugly polyester "pant suit"

{sorry, mom and dad!}

I remember traipsing up to my room and trying it on...
 {mumbling under my breath at how unfair it was that I should receive something so hideous.}


{THIS IS NOT ME..it's a google image, but I'm pretty sure if this kid saw me in my polyester number he would have asked me to be "his girl"}


{And SHE would have asked if I wanted to be best friends}

I can't remember if I let my attitude show..
I'd like to think that I smiled a polite smile and said "thank you"...
but I'm not naive enough to think I didn't put a great big lemon-puckered face on
and roll my eyes
right
 at
 my
 parents.

The point is, my heart was wrong...
because I wanted MORE...
I wanted to feel special...
I wanted to be lavished with lovely gifts,
because I was worth it and it was what I deserved.

I wish now that I still had that little stretchy-pant number so I could at least take it to Goodwill
 for some other kid to appreciate...
because someone else WOULD have appreciated it.
If you have no food, you would certainly appreciate a plate of vegetables,
and if you had no clothes, you would certainly appreciate
a stretchy-pantsuit.

I'm trying to wrap my head around how I can make Christmas time special for my loved ones
and not get all wrapped up with the gift-buying stress.

I may have stepped on some toes with my opinions here...
didn't mean to.
They're MY opinions...
{and it's my blog, so I can share them, the 1st Amendment says so!}
It's just where I am right now.

It doesn't mean you won't run into me at the mall in the next few weeks, cause you probably will.
But it does mean I'm thinking through things differently.

{Word-less Wednesday} Your eye is a lamp...

"No one lights a lamp, then hides it in a drawer. It's put on a lamp stand so those entering the room have light to see where they're going. Your eye is a lamp, lighting up your whole body. If you live wide-eyed in wonder and belief, your body fills up with light. If you live squinty-eyed in greed and distrust, your body is a dank cellar. Keep your eyes open, your lamp burning, so you don't get musty and murky. Keep your life as well-lighted as your best-lighted room."

Luke 11:33-34

zappos

I've just discovered Zappos.com.
 I've heard of it before, but thought they only sold shoes.  I had no idea they had a little bit of EVERYthing AND a SALE/CLEARANCE section...which makes me happy.
 Plus, they offer FREE SHIPPING every day.

I've been looking for a bag for the camera I recently bought on ebay.  I'm not a fan of the boring black ones that they sell everywhere, but I can't seem to find anything I like that is affordable.
Until I found THIS at Zappos:

It's a cooler.  But, how cute is it?! And, because it's insulated, it'll protect my camera.
And for $34 I do believe it could be the one...someday.

  +  = ♥

This time of year I want to wear a scarf everyday.  

Our house is cold and I'm freezing ALL THE TIME...wearing a scarf makes me feel like I have a blanket wrapped around me.  I'm always on the lookout for ones that I like.  

I like the colors of this one...

Echo scarf @zappos.com

but at $54 it won't be mine.

North Face scarf @zappos.com

At $35 this one is coming closer to my price range, but still not quite.

I'm a little confused by these, they're everywhere, but I'm not sure I like them.  

Looks a little too bulky around the neck for me. 

Maybe I should just turn the thermostat up...or buy myself one of these:

Zappos is the place to go if you want to do all your Christmas shopping in one place.
They have a little bit of everything, it seems! My eye steered towards the bags, scarves and shoes but there's SO much more...
check. it. out.

I never win anything, but last month I actually won a drawing at my friend Janelle's blog.  Instead of just handing it off, I suggested she come here for coffee with another blogging friend, Jeane.  So tomorrow's the day...and it's also the day that I have someone coming to fix my heat.  

Should be an interesting mix of company!