I've joined a group called "Monday Mingle" hosted by www.eightymphmom.com. I'm learning from scratch how to blog/vlog/link/add buttons...and I'm not doing that great at it....which explains why I'm writing my Monday Mingle answers and not vlogging them (huge sigh--shaking fist in the air). Anyways, I'm believing I'll understand the details more by next Monday....here goes:
Questions for this week:
1. What would you do for fun if you had to give up TV & internet?
Honestly, somedays I would LOVE to not have electronics. I think my family would read more, play more board games, be outside more....I think it would be fantastic. All that said, our family members are all out-of-state, so the internet is such a lifeline to stay connected. I could do without TV, but I'm thankful for the internet.
2. What is your favorite breed of dog?
We have a schnoodle (schnauzer/poodle) and she's so sweet, so I really do like the poodle mixes. I think my favorite dog is the labradoodle. The ones I've seen are so big and happy and fluffy...so cute!
3. What is under your bed?
Two large, flat storage containers that house our wrapping paper, gift bags, crepe paper etc. I don't know why, but it's just evolved that way to keep the wrapping supplies there. I'm sure there is also I random sock and probably an empty plastic cup (I always have leftover water glasses by my bed--which I frequently knock over)
I'm glad to join the Monday Mingle community! I hope you all have a great start to your week!
Monday, March 21, 2011
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
OUCH!
I noticed this tree last week. The way the tree had enveloped that barbed wire looked painful to me. It must have taken a long time for this to occur. Honestly, it made me think of our lives...I wonder how often the "barbs" of life become absorbed into our lives, now undetected, instead of being cut away in time? I guess the barbs could be unforgiveness or remaining in a state of discontent or ungratefulness or even sin. What have we allowed into our lives that we've enveloped and are now numb to? May our eyes be opened to what may still need to be "cut away" so we can be the whole and healed child of God that He wants us to be.Thinking on all of this reminds me of one of my favorite scriptures:
Let the words of my mouth, and the meditation of my heart, be acceptable in your sight, O LORD, my strength, and my redeemer. Psalm 19:14
A New Name
This is Abby's first pet (Abby is 6) and yes, we went with a fish. After numerous geckos, small rats from the pet store, hamsters, turtles and dogs through the years, we (meaning "I") needed a very low-maintenance pet. Abby named it "Goldie". Twice this fish has been at that place where it was floating on it's side, gasping for oxygen. His fish-life seemed to be ending. Both times it has happened we were about to change its water and when we would, that lil guy would tip over, float and gasp in the new water for a few hours and twice he's "come back to life."
Abby has changed his name to "Lazarus". Just like Jesus' good friend who was called back to life at Jesus' word, this little fish has returned to life--not quite from fish-death, but to a 6 year old it's just as significant. Swim on, Lazarus. You've been a great example to our Abby (and to me).
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Chased by Cows and Other Joys of our New Life
We are such suburbanites and we recently moved to a more rural area. I think I'm a country girl at heart, as I soak up the experiences of living in a small town. A few things that have made me grin during the first few months here:
*Going on a walk and learning that waving at each person who drives past is the rule
*I'm learning the names of the women who work at the check-outs at the grocery store
*I'm on a first-name basis with the owner of the local BBQ restaurant
*I can tell you where to buy the best home-made pies
*I now know how to hose-down and brush a horse
The first month we moved here, I met a dear friend who has worked with horses her whole life. I was always the suburban girl who hung horse posters and calendars in her room, but never had any real-life experience with the beautiful creatures. I've learned so much from Jess and her family and have loved being around them on their ranch. They all wear boots because they work all day in them, not just because they look good, their goat likes to hang out on the porch, They go fishing instead of watching TV, and they patiently train and care for their horses. It's a life I've never been exposed to before---I. Love. It.
Today my girls and I went to visit them again. Jess wanted to take us to a further part of the property, so we loaded in their van, her daughter opened the gate, and we drove across the pasture. We turned and looked out the back window of the van to see 5 cows running and chasing the van. What joy to hear my daughters' laughter as they leaned over their seats and watched the small herd keeping close to the vehicle. We stopped at a dusty riding arena, where the kids got out and had it all to themselves. They ran in circles, whooping and hollering, while my friend and I sat on a barrel that had been laid on its side and talked.....I love, love, love the simple pleasures of this new life. Perhaps in time I'll own a pair of boots myself.
*Going on a walk and learning that waving at each person who drives past is the rule
*I'm learning the names of the women who work at the check-outs at the grocery store
*I'm on a first-name basis with the owner of the local BBQ restaurant
*I can tell you where to buy the best home-made pies
*I now know how to hose-down and brush a horse
The first month we moved here, I met a dear friend who has worked with horses her whole life. I was always the suburban girl who hung horse posters and calendars in her room, but never had any real-life experience with the beautiful creatures. I've learned so much from Jess and her family and have loved being around them on their ranch. They all wear boots because they work all day in them, not just because they look good, their goat likes to hang out on the porch, They go fishing instead of watching TV, and they patiently train and care for their horses. It's a life I've never been exposed to before---I. Love. It.
Today my girls and I went to visit them again. Jess wanted to take us to a further part of the property, so we loaded in their van, her daughter opened the gate, and we drove across the pasture. We turned and looked out the back window of the van to see 5 cows running and chasing the van. What joy to hear my daughters' laughter as they leaned over their seats and watched the small herd keeping close to the vehicle. We stopped at a dusty riding arena, where the kids got out and had it all to themselves. They ran in circles, whooping and hollering, while my friend and I sat on a barrel that had been laid on its side and talked.....I love, love, love the simple pleasures of this new life. Perhaps in time I'll own a pair of boots myself.
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