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Saturday, June 24, 2017

Still Waters



Sharing my heart here while I'm thinking about tomorrow being a day of rest. Oh it's busy because my husband is pastor and we have responsibilities, but I look for ways to make it restful at home not just for them, but for me as well with how we 'do' our morning and in what we eat for lunch and for later. Our routine when we come home from church is to eat (simply) and then we all go our separate ways. My husband and my dad get comfortable and watch sports quietly in the living room and nap. My son reads, plays the keyboard with headphones on, watches a movie, listens to music, or rests. I go upstairs and read or rest (i.e. take a long nap!). We all look forward to this bit of solitude on Sundays. A break from the normal every-day-life. And since we don't have church services at night, we have the rest of the afternoon for downtime and quietness.


Recently, I read the book, Rhythms of Rest -Finding the Spirit of Sabbath in a Busy World, by Shelly Miller and I was very moved by her sharing her heart on why Sabbath-keeping is so important. Here and there, I plan to share thoughts on Sabbath and rest. I have written about it in months past and you will find the posts under the label "Sabbath Surrender".  Today I have a paragraph from her book to share on the topic of solitude and the spirit of Sabbath in the heart.


|"Solitude is a state of being, an isolation or aloneness that God uses in our lives for specific reasons. And solitude of the heart is an attitude of quietness; a state of living unguarded, confident, and stable despite circumstances. Solitude of the heart can maintain a standard of steadiness whether living in the midst of urban sprawl or hidden down a country lane. A state of inner solitude doesn't depend on the outside world, the reception of others, or circumstance, and it most often contagious to those who find anxiety and emotional upheaval the norm of life. The more we experience the work of solitude within us, we begin to identify the rested from the restless, the discontented from the contented, the broken from the whole."|


In reading this book, I'm learning the importance of 'pausing'. Of paying attention to my heart when it tells me I need to slow down. Of making specific times to be still and know. Be still and know that He is God. Be still and know that rest time is not wasted time. Be still and know that God ordained rest and
exemplified it. Be still and know when His still small voice is speaking. When life gets crowded and confusing, the times of solitude here and there help keep me focused on God. The moments give me refreshment so I can be a restful presence for my family. I am able to be a steady, confident wife, mom, daughter. When I find myself too cranky and short-tempered, I have to take a step back to see if I've taken time for restoration. Most likely not. I love Psalm 23:2b, 3:1a in this context, "He leadeth me beside the still waters. He restoreth my soul."


In times of solitude, God gives rest, contentment, and restores my broken self from a busy week to whole, new, and ready to face another day. I'm getting ready for 'still waters' tomorrow and I'll close with this verse that has begun to mean so much to me in the last few months, 


|"For this saith the LORD God, the Holy One of Israel; in returning and rest shall ye be saved; in quietness and in confidence shall be your strength..."Isaiah 30:15a.|


May you find 'still waters' this weekend to restore peace, balance, and strength for the upcoming week.

Wednesday, May 31, 2017

You Mustn't Quit



You Mustn't Quit

Edgar A. Guest


When things go wrong, as they sometimes will, 


When the road you're trudging seems all uphill, 


When the funds are low and the debts are high


And you want to smile, but you have to sigh, 


When care is pressing you down a bit, 


Rest! if you must - but never quit. 



Life is queer, with its twists and turns, 


As every one of us sometimes learns,


And many a failure turns about


When he might have won if he'd stuck it out; 


Stick to your task, though the pace seems slow-


You may succeed with one more blow.



Success is failure turned inside out-


The silver tint of the clouds of doubt-


And you never can tell how close you are, 


It may be near when it seems afar; 


So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit-


It's when things seem worst that YOU MUSTN'T QUIT. 



"And let us not be weary in well doing: for in due season we shall reap, if we faint not." Galatians 6:9

Monday, May 29, 2017

Such Breathless Haste



Such a fast paced world we live in and I wonder if I take enough time to enjoy the simple pleasures one by one, or if I rush to the next most interesting thing. There is so much in this world to be distracted by with technology at our fingertips at all times. With Facebook, it was always the next best recipe. Or the next interesting homemade project while forgetting about the 'irons' I already had in the fire. Breathless haste..hurrying past what is already in possession yet forgotten. I'm continuing with the photo challenge which helps in not hurrying by what is right in front of me. Here's this last week's "Week In Photos" (May 21-27): 


Sunday: Numeral 

I've been watching the clock every 4 hours the last few days. My dad just had rotor cuff surgery on his left shoulder on Friday and is taking pain medication on a schedule. It's not an inconvenience, it's an investment into someone I care about. We watch tv for awhile, we talk about the surgery, pain level, and whatever else comes to mind. The surgery went well and he is beginning the hard work of physical therapy and healing this week.  



Monday: Motion
The winds are never ceasing right now. I hear the wind chimes out back telling me it's gonna be another one of those days. 



Tuesday: Flake
Let me just say that, to me, there is nothing like slicing into homemade bread soon after it's baked. The crunch of the flaky outside, and the softness in the middle is so very gratifying...



Wednesday: Wabi-Sabi
Now, I had to look this one up. It's a Japanese term that defines a way of living with acceptance to imperfectness. It's can also be viewed as imperfect art in nature. It's simple, natural, unconventional even. Here is the center of one of my roses. No perfect lines, or curves; perfect in it's imperfection. This might actually be frame-able art.



Thursday: Relief

So far, my dad has had 2 in-home physical therapy sessions, a visit from a nurse, and a follow up visit with the surgeon who repaired the shoulder. It's a relief to know that, so far, the shoulder is healing nicely. "It is of the Lord's mercies that we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not. They are new every morning: great is thy faithfulness." Lamentations 3:22-23 --Jonathan took this photo of the sunset. It was a good day with good news from the doctor; a relief for certain.



Friday: In Passing
It was a long day of school clothes shopping today with Jonathan. He couldn't find pants in the right size at any of the stores we looked in at the mall. (Let's just say there are too many 'skinny pants' and not enough solid body frame types.) We decided to stop at the JCPenney near our house for another shot at finding some clothes that he likes. We were worn out by this time. He actually found a pair at this stop and he apparently wasn't too tired to straighten a crooked picture in passing while in the dressing room. It made me laugh. That's my Jonathan. Love that boy. 




Saturday: Homeward
Just a boy and his dog homeward bound after a nice walk in the sunset this weekend.




Wednesday, May 24, 2017

The Reward You Get



Wednesday. Hump Day. The middle of the week. Many are just trying to make it 'til the weekend. Surviving, not thriving. I get it. But I don't want to be counting my days like that, so I've started considering words of wisdom on Wednesdays to give me something to focus on in a positive way. I had started this section "Midweek Minutes" back in February and had hoped to post each week, but you know how life goes. It has a tendency to go in different directions...which is a lesson in 'letting go' for a list maker and thriver-of-order like me. One of the studies I've done recently is about listening. Not.an.easy.topic. Do I listen or talk more? Do I have an opinion formulated before the other person is done talking? Do I often interrupt? I'd rather not say. I will admit I need to work on a few areas. This week's inspiration came from a quote that got me thinking about my 'listening skills'. 

|"Wisdom is the reward you get for a lifetime of listening when you'd have preferred to talk." -Doug Larson|

I looked up a few synonyms for 'listen': 

→ Observe, 

→ Take notice

→ Consider

→ Be on guard

→ Focus 

→ Wait


There's more involved than just hearing when it comes to listeningIt takes action, effort, discipline even. 


|"Hear counsel, and receive instruction, that thou mayest be wise in thy latter end. There are many devices in a man's heart; nevertheless the counsel of the LORD, that shall stand." Proverbs 19:20-21|


This week's concept is not about just listening to others in conversation (family, friends, co-workers), but about hearing counsel and receiving (accepting, acknowledging, deferring to) instruction. When I'm given advice, how do I respond? Defensively? Most likely. I don't see an expiration date on this verse or an age limit. Wisdom is a journey, it seems, and a concept I wonder if I'll ever grasp. When I think of a lifetime of listening, hearing counsel, receiving instruction, I feel like it's a hard thing. "Practice makes progress", I've been told.  Wisdom is the reward if I remember to practice observing. Wisdom is the reward when I develop consideration. And wisdom comes when I'm faithful to focus and wait. 

Saturday, May 20, 2017

Even a Blade of Grass



This is the whole point of A Record of Graces..paying close attention to and appreciating what's been given. This daily photo challenge keeps me looking for the good in the day and seeing the mystery in an object, or the magnificence in simple ordinary everyday life. Here's my mysterious, awesome, indescribably magnificent world this week: 


Sunday: Measure

This little girl was given a double measure of lollipops today and had one clutched in each hand. She'd gnaw on one for a while then lick the other for a time. This kid's got it made. 


Monday: Warmth 

These 2 just finished a semester of college. John's headed to UTEP continuing his studies in Biology in the fall while Jonathan stays at the community college taking preliminary classes. Both earned a 4.0 average. The Realist and The Dreamer, they both bring warmth and a lot of personality, not only to our family, but to their classes and to our church as well. 


Tuesday: Sincere

The Daisy- symbolic of childhood, innocence, purity. It's probably my all time favorite flower. I love their bright, simplistic, fresh, and sincere beauty. (Close up shot of daisies I have on my kitchen table.) 


Wednesday: Digit

You would think by now I'd have all these medical posters memorized as much as I read them while waiting with my dad in a doctor's office. My dad had a pre-op appointment to go over details for the upcoming rotator cuff surgery on his left shoulder. I was looking at this poster today and am just amazed at the design and the Designer of the hand and how much even one digit matters. 


Thursday: Ellipse

Certainly not a word I use or think about every day, so I had to look up the definition. It's a Geometry term, but one of the synonyms for the word was, 'a rounded object'. Good enough for me since I was going to use this dish anyway tonight. This oval dish was given to me by my friend Marsha quite a few years ago. We had been traveling and staying in our home church's prophet's chamber. Marsha had cooked a nice ham dinner for us including homemade macaroni and cheese. The mac and cheese was in this oval dish and she said I could have it..and the recipe. I think of her every time I cook with it. Tonight we're having 'lazy' chicken enchiladas. Instead of rolling each tortilla with chicken, I just layer tortillas, salsa, chicken, and cheese. I've used this dish for fruit cobblers, for cooking rice, for breakfast casseroles and more. 


Friday: Cusp

Here he is, the birthday boy, on the cusp of surgery. He was opening a birthday gift from my sister. I'm happy to report that surgery went well and so far, everything seems normal. We are on the 'cusp' or brink of a few months of physical therapy for his arm and also a lot of time house-bound. The therapist doesn't want my dad out too much due to susceptibility of infection setting in. 


Saturday: Budding

I'm spotting buds on my rose bushes again! 











Saturday, May 13, 2017

The Day's Resolutions


I like the quote in the blog title photo: "I think in terms of the day's resolutions, not the year's". The day's resolutions..what do I resolve to do today? Or who do I strive to be? Do I resolve to look for the good in the day..even just one thing...or am I dead set on being discontent? Something to think about, for sure. Here is this week's "Record of Graces" via daily photo themes and photos (May 7-13)

Sunday: Collapse

This girl right here collapses and hides every time I turn the hose on to water the roses out back. Do you see her around the corner? She watches with wary eyes to see if I'm going to get her wet (which she despises). 


Monday: Vertical

Yellow heirloom cherry tomatoes growing up in my container garden. I love watching things grow! "A bit of earth. She wants a bit of earth. She'll plant some seeds, the seeds will grow.."-from The Secret Garden


Tuesday: Trinket

Jonathan is the King of Trinkets. He reminds me of one of the songs on The Little Mermaid, "Look at this stuff, isn't it neat? Wouldn't you think my collection's complete?"...And collections he has..books, shells, leaves, bottles, chests, letter openers, and more! One of his favorite collection of 'trinkets' is old fashioned keys. Last year, we made a nice display of them for his bedroom wall. He's always on the hunt for next interesting-looking key


Thursday: Counter

It was a long day today with waiting over 2 hours to see Dad's orthopedic doctor concerning his left shoulder. The CT scan showed a tear that needs to be surgically repaired. May 19th is the date of the surgery. We then had church (nearly an hour drive there and back), and we just knew ahead of time that we were going to be going out to eat. We went to one of our favorite places, El Taco Tote, where there is a counter full of 'fixins' - salsa, guacamole, limes, pico de gallo, sauces...to go on your tortilla chips and tacos. 



Friday: Longevity 

My dad always says to invest in a cause that will out-live you. Last night at church, 11 year old Victoria gave me these: a corsage to wear on Sunday, a paper that opened up in hearts, and a sweet Mother's Day note thanking me for being her friend. She seeks me out to sing specials with her in church and always arranges it so she can sit next to me during our ladies' meetings. And I look for new songs we can learn together and am sure to save her a seat if I sit down first. Kids respond in magnificent ways when shown love and kindness. And you never know just how far a hug, a smile, an invitation to be your friend will carry someone. 


Saturday: Missing

Missing my mother who died too young. I love hearing stories of her through those who knew and loved her. In the last year, I've gone through the box of stuff I had held on to for years. 4-H notebooks, scrapbooks, old school classmates' photos. In the process of minimizing stuff over the last few years, I've realized that stuff is just stuff and that connection is through people. And while I have no memories of my own of my mother, I can keep connected to those who knew and loved her. I got rid of that box last year and most of its contents and am able to cherish who she was to so many and the love she gave me while here. The box of stuff was full of her memories, not mine, and acknowledging that made it easier to let go. Memories of her live out through family who are all eager to share her with me and who I don't get to see enough of. These shared memories have helped fill a void where missing pieces were because she was not there. I am forever grateful for the stories and memories shared every time I visit. 
(Aren't my mom and dad so cute?? I love this photo!)




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Most interesting photo of the week to me wasn't even for the photo challenge. Thursday night after church, we stopped to see one of our members who hasn't been feeling well lately. I love these shots of the roses through the gate. 











Thursday, May 11, 2017

Much More In Our Faith


 The main Scripture text tonight in church was in Romans 8:15, "For ye have not received the spirit of bondage again to fear; but ye have received the Spirit of adoption, whereby we cry, Abba Father." And another from 2 Timothy 1:7, "For God hath not given us the spirit of fear, but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind." 

There are 3 enemies of fear: 
→ Power (or faith)
→ Love
→ A Sound Mind

According to this article in Psychology Today, there are 5 types of fear: 


  1. Extinction—the fear of annihilation, of ceasing to exist. This is a more fundamental way to express it than just calling it "fear of death." The idea of no longer being arouses a primary existential anxiety in all normal humans. Consider that panicky feeling you get when you look over the edge of a high building.
  2. Mutilation—the fear of losing any part of our precious bodily structure; the thought of having our body's boundaries invaded, or of losing the integrity of any organ, body part, or natural function. Anxiety about animals, such as bugs, spiders, snakes, and other creepy things arises from fear of mutilation.
  3. Loss of Autonomy—the fear of being immobilized, paralyzed, restricted, enveloped, overwhelmed, entrapped, imprisoned, smothered, or otherwise controlled by circumstances beyond our control. In physical form, it's commonly known as claustrophobia, but it also extends to our social interactions and relationships.
  4. Separation—the fear of abandonment, rejection, and loss of connectedness; of becoming a non-person—not wanted, respected, or valued by anyone else. The "silent treatment," when imposed by a group, can have a devastating psychological effect on its target.
  5. Ego-death—the fear of humiliation, shame, or any other mechanism of profound self-disapproval that threatens the loss of integrity of the Self; the fear of the shattering or disintegration of one's constructed sense of lovability, capability, and worthiness.
It's interesting that in Romans 8:15, Paul wrote that we have not received the spirit of bondage to fear. Note he didn't say "the spirit of fear"..but that, as sons (and daughters) of God we didn't inherit the bondage to it.  He didn't stop there..Paul said we've "received the
Spirit of adoption, whereby we cry, Abba Father." The example used tonight was that of a child who is afraid in the darkness and calls out to his dad. His dad comes to the room with a flashlight letting the child know that he is here and everything is ok. The comparison, of course, was to God our Heavenly Father and that as children and heirs of God, we can cry out to Him when we feel the chains of fear wrap around us. 

No matter what category of fear we may suffer from, we must remember that we are equipped with the Spirit. 

• Through dark times, we can cry out in FAITH believing He will come to our rescue, and reassure us that His light can cast out the darkness.

• Through dark times, we can cry out in LOVE knowing God so loved us that He gave His only begotten Son to free us from Satan's vices. 

• Through dark times, we can cry out with a SOUND MIND trusting His Word when He says He'll never leave or forsake us.

There are a lot of things in the world that can make us afraid. Fear distracts us from the truth of God's word and robs us of His purpose for our life. But, there is so much more to faith than we have discovered, I'm sure, to make us unafraid. What is our first instinct? To give in? To be bound by fear, rendering us ineffective? Or do we cry out, "Abba Father" in power (faith), in love, and with a sound mind? 

I love the quote I found posted in the blog title photo at the top: "There is much in the world to make us afraid. There is much more in our faith to make us unafraid." Do we believe it? 

Tuesday, May 9, 2017

Don't Worry About Me



Every Sunday, we have nearly an hour drive from our house to our church in Mexico. We listen to music on the way there and most times, there's one song that we just love for that day and we play it over and over. This week, it was the song, "I'm Going Over" sung by Gold City. Music groups like Gold City remind me of my high school days in the 80's and 90's when we would take long trips to singing competitions, field trips, and Christian college tour trips. One of the teachers would bring a bag full of cassette tapes and we students would all sing along practicing harmony and just having a good time singing at the top of our lungs. I started a 'Sunday Song Selection' section on my blog awhile ago. There's a list of topics on the right hand side of the blog page and I only have a few in this category so far. I thought it was time to add another and write about something different. I still have one or two more posts on Sabbath and Rest and I'm still keeping up with my weekly photo log. 

Here's this week's "Sunday Song Selection": 

I'm Going Over

1. When my days are gone at last, when my future becomes my past
Don't worry about me, I'm going over
And when my given time expires, serving Jesus was my desire
I'm going over, no one can hinder me.

Chorus
Don't worry about me, I'm going over
Don't take a second thought to where my soul is bound
Don't worry about me, I'm going over
He'll lift me over, set my feet on higher ground.


2. No need to fear old Jordan deep, for my soul it cannot keep 
Don't worry about me, I'm going over 
Beyond the doubts and fears of life, clean over Jordan's swelling tide 
I'll make it over with Jesus by my side.


I love the line from the first verse, "When my days are gone at last, when my future becomes my past"..It reminds me that trials I'm facing now won't last forever. And another line from the second verse, "No need to fear old Jordan deep, for my soul it cannot keep"..


"He will swallow up death in victory; and the LORD GOD will wipe away tears from off all faces; and the rebuke of his people shall he take away from all the earth; for the LORD hath spoken it. 

And it shall be said in that day, Lo, this is our God; we have waited for him, and he will save us: this is the LORD; we have waited for him, we will be glad and rejoice in his salvation."

Isaiah 25:8-9

Now, I'm not the shouting kind of person, but this right here makes me come close. Such great encouragement to begin the week. 

I posted the video below in case you're interested in listening to the song. 










Saturday, May 6, 2017

Capture Moments Beautifully


"You don't need a camera all the time-- the soul, the heart, the eyes, and spirit and all your other senses capture moments beautifully, too." -Terri Guillemets

Every day, for the last several months, I've been following a 'photo challenge' which has a different theme daily to capture. Sometimes, there are more than one thing or concept I could post, but I try to stick to just one and savor the rest quietly. There is no possible way to capture with a camera everything I see as beautiful or meaningful, so it's an exercise of the heart, really, to take note of new mercies every day. Here's this week's camera captured moments: 


Sunday: Sweet

Salsa? Sweet? Well, no...but today we had tostadas celebrating Kid's Day in Mexico. When the ladies were talking last week about who was going to bring what for the meal, Martina said she'd bring salsa. When we lived in Mexico, she worked with us helping around the house especially when we had summer mission trip groups coming. Ahh...the scent memories of roasting jalapenos in the house...Well, I commented on how I loved her salsa...and she had made extra and brought me some to take home. What a thoughtful gesture! She was so sweet to do that!! I love this stuff on my eggs in the morning! Tasty. And I'm calling today's theme, "sweet with a bit of heat". 


Monday: Magazine

I never would have thought to venture away from traditional homeschool material in the beginning of our journey. Through time and experience, I saw that Jonathan was drawn to the Classics (books, music, and all!)  and we shifted our studies that direction. The contributors to this magazine have shaped Jonathan by the articles and recommended books we've read. His college professors are surprised by his knowledge of old books, movies, and music. His Education professor was impressed by his understanding of Latin and Greek word roots. He's an 'old soul', this boy of mine. I still receive these magazines and I still enjoy reading the articles. Never too old to learn something, right? 


Tuesday: Enigma

This sign reminds me of a song I used to sing in a ladies' trio when we lived in WA state.."When you can't trace His hand, trust His heart". God's ways are mysterious sometimes, aren't they? And at times, we do feel as if we've been buried and forgotten about. Another way to look at it is being burrowed or put in a place of retreat and refuge. So the next time we feel "put under ground", it might be God's way of placing us under protection so we can grow roots and stretch up toward the Son. (Photo not my own. I saw it on Facebook and knew it was what I was looking for to go with today's theme.) 


Wednesday: Aside

Jonathan is about done with his first few classes at the community college here in town. We've shared a space and desk for so long with homeschooling and he's pretty much moved out of this territory now. He does his homework at the kitchen table or in his bedroom, so I now have an office/craft room all to myself. I'm putting aside the old school posters and am redecorating this week. A lot of growth, change, and renewal these last few months, and laying aside some the old to make way for something new is a bit sad. A trip to Hobby Lobby for some new decor helped! My dad came with me and "oohed and ahhed" at all the neat stuff, too - we had fun.  

Before/After

Thursday: Overlap

My life and my dad's life overlap a lot these days with doctor's appointments and errands. For the past 11 years, we've worked with him in ministry and in every day life. I'm the main caretaker (when needed) since John and Jonathan are busy with college classes-especially when Dad's health is not at it's best. I took him to the doctor today so he could get a cortisone shot in his left shoulder. We still don't know what's wrong with it, but we hope to find out soon. He loves my photo blog posts. While we were waiting for the doctor, we were chatting about different topics and I told him today's photo topic and my thoughts about our lives overlapping each other. He said I could take a picture of him waiting for the doctor but said to be sure to tell you the grin on his face is a lie. He's hurtin' something awful. Please pray for him. We hope to find out the results of a CT scan on Thursday, May 11. 


Friday: Centered

Rest. Such a needful thing, yet we don't get enough of it. And I'm not talking just about sleep. I've been studying about Sabbath Rest and I realize that the frustrations in my life are most likely because I've not laid time aside to decompress and let God center the things/emotions which have gone off-kilter. I'm thinking I need to step away from distractions that just add to extra noise, head clutter, and busyness and which subtract from a restful frame of mind. Facebook is a huge source of distraction for me right now and I feel the pull to disconnect from it for awhile. I think the need to be 'liked' and the need of others to be 'liked' causes me to feel weary. So I'm scaling back, looking to clear my head, and yearning for a more quiet frame of mind centered on needful things. 



Saturday: Received

Well, it's been a busy few weeks taking care of my dad, doctor's appointments, and getting ready for company. Not to mention just life. I don't have too many opportunities to sit and read these days. I grabbed my Kindle on the way out to the airport today headed with my family to pick up our guest. Sometimes moments of rest are given at seemingly odd times. And I received this gift of time to read for pleasure and enjoyed even that little bit of respite. Taking time to rest from the norm comes in many forms. Today, the moments were given while waiting in an airport. 



Wait! A few more things to share this week: The photo challenge themes come from a blog named, Makelight. At the end of the month, the site compiles favorite photos that my friends and family have liked or commented about on Instagram and the most used colors. Sometimes, the photos seem to overlap, but that's ok. I really like seeing the color pallets. 
Here are the 'reports' from February, March, and April:






















Sunday, April 30, 2017

The Goal of the Photographer


Sunday: Quiet

Church curtains blowing quiet in the breeze...When we're all singing in unity hymns of the faith, or listening intently to the sermon, it's like the breath of Heaven flowing through. 



Monday: Yellow

Pretty yellow flowers on my plant. Do you see the teeny tiny cucumber forming?


Tuesday: Distance

My dad had an early doctor appointment at the VA this morning. Wind was blowing, dust was flying, but we saw the sun in the distance working its way through the haze. 


Wednesday: On My Table

I thought about cleaning this up before I took the photo, but this is us. Jonathan's laptop where he does his homework..my dad's snack pastry and Hawaiian rolls he likes so much...water, a cup left out for later, the centerpiece where we keep salt, pepper, toothpicks in a John Deere dispenser, my Nutritional Yeast I love on my morning eggs...Jonathan's black salt (he likes different colors of salt)...Hot chocolate for John's coffee..hot sauce for my dad...a candle I like to light for dinnertime when I remember...Whew! What a combination! In the evening, we clear stuff off, set the table, eat, and talk about our day as a family. 


Thursday: Shop Front

This morning was spent at the specialty hospital with my dad who was getting a CT scan done on his shoulder due to immense pain. Tonight's church service was cancelled due to high winds, so I didn't have much opportunity to find a store front to photograph. I saw this one online on one of the design sites I use for graphics and loved it. The sign says,
 "Jesus and tomatoes coming soon." What's not to love about that?


Friday: Break Time

Break time today is lunch with my dad watching HGTV for a bit. While he's having a banana sandwich, I'm making myself an omelet cooked in coconut oil, stuffed with Laughing Cow cheese alongside 1/2 an avocado. 
It's comfort food on this dreary, very windy day. 


Saturday: Sky

Jonathan and I needed to go to the store today, and afterwards, we chased some clouds.
 It actually rained today!