How To Decorate A Foyer For Christmas

 Remember the time you started looking at old photos from several Christmas seasons past, and you were surprised to see this one of the bathroom

 And you thought about all the keepsakes that were loaded in this tree in the dining room

 And you sighed when you saw the soft white and gold that lit the stairway that year

 And you wondered how old this glass ornament is

 And you thought about how much you love your husband and how this year he told you all the places he enjoyed seeing a Christmas tree in the house

 And you smiled when you saw the photo of this little ivory tree that was used so much it fell apart

 And you decided right then and there that someday you wanted a bunch of white Christmas trees to decorate in "sherberty" colors to make the house look like a Dr. Seuss Christmas house

 And you thought that the gold on the mantel could have been toned down just a touch with some white or silver

 And you reminisced about the second Christmas you were married and a new friend was depressed and wasn't going to decorate for Christmas or clean her house

 And you told her that her children needed to have some Christmas cheer

 So you cleaned and decorated her house for Christmas because Jesus loves her and so did you

 And you wonder what ever happened to her and her children

 And you thought about how fast time is passing

 And you chuckled when you remembered your daughter saying she had decided that the lamb was God's favorite animal because the Bible sure talked about lambs a lot

 And you wondered how you should decorate your own foyer this year

 Because if you don't hurry up, you won't have time after decorating for other people

 And you thought about the year that you used a lot of lavender  Christmas decor around the house and how you were definitely tired of that look because it seemed so "last Tuesday" or something

 And you really loved the white and gold and silver that you used that one year and you wondered if you would like to use it again

 And you remembered that these poor little trees were used so much that they fell apart too

But you remembered that you had used fabric that you had on hand from other projects and it was really budget friendly to achieve this look in the foyer 

 And you almost, yep almost, laughed out loud when you remembered that last year you put this tree in the window seat?

 

Yeah, did you remember all that as your memories flashed before your eyes?

 And the look in the foyer was understated and quickly put together...and it showed.

But you knew that whatever you decided to do with the Christmas decor,

 

Christmas would come and go

 

and all you really needed to

 

decorate the foyer for Christmas

 

is

 

A HEART FULL OF LOVE

 

for those who live here

and those who come and go through your door.

It's No Problem Gentlemen, Just Use The Ladies Restroom!

GENTLEMEN

"For your convenience...

a Baby Changing Station

is available in the adjacent

women's restroom.

 

Would you go change your baby over there, please?
Do you think the ladies would mind if he came in to change the baby right quickly?

Good Morning Sunshine!

 

Lovin' the rainbows reflecting through the beveled glass window.

It's The Little Things Sometimes

 

I'm thankful for many things.

Most nights when I reach over and turn out the light,

I thank God

for a bed to lie on

and a roof over my head.

 

I could be under a bridge somewhere.

I am so blessed.

What is one thing for which you are thankful?

My View

I was surprised to see that the photo was captured without 17 semis and their headlights coming to meet me on the opposite lanes of the interstate.

How did that happen?

I will never know.

I just held the camera and clicked.

 I wanted to remember this sunset.

Even if it did include semis coming to meet me.

But it didn't.

I'm so blessed!

There is beauty absolutely everywhere.

Have You Ever Seen A Horse Wearing Glasses?

 She keeps dolls and accessories in this box.

She said her horse was old.

The glasses were the "tale tale" sign.

Hhhmmm.

Oh well.

Have a good neigh!

I mean deigh,

or rather day!

November's First Snow

We had just a smidgin' of snow fall last night.

Our little spot of town looks so different from the upstairs windows as opposed to the downstairs windows, you know.

I thought the yellow leaves on the elm tree looked pretty against the white background. 

I wasn't so sure I wanted the thermometer to tell me it was

 27 degrees F, though!

Winter has arrived.

Well,

 after all,

 we need to get "all geared up" for the

sleigh rides

and

snowball fights

and

snowman building

and

ice sculpture making

and mostly

dashing through the snow...

from the car to the house!

A Salute

Thank you to all the men and women who have served and sacrificed.

Good Bye, Dr. Johnson, I Had Hoped To Say Thank You

Have you had those days where

the kids can't find matching socks

and they forget library books

and their calluses from playing on the school playground get infected

and the car quits working for the fazillionth time since February

and the dish water splashes from the sink and down the front of your clothes

and you still have dirty dishes

and you have a really hard time concentrating

and you are rushing here and there

and trying to help everyone

and the things you say aren't the things they want to hear

and you are sorry

and the dryer breaks

and you use your brother's car to run to the laundry mat

and you rush to the laundry mat to dry the freshly washed clothes

and three loads of dry and folded and clean clothes dump on the floor of the car as you drive home

and a customer drops by before your ready

and you wonder when you will get the work done

and the dog digs two new holes in the freshly mowed lawn

and it's cold

and your feet are tired

well, actually you are tired

and it gets dark at 5:30 p.m.

and you've been awake since 4:00 a.m.

and the work isn't done

and supper is late

and you burn the rolls

and you've tried all day, really really hard to be friendly

and ALL heart

and more assertive

and inside you feel like acting all frustrated and grouchy

 

but instead you sigh and  try to smile
 a crooked smile,
yes, have you had those days?

 

And you realize that if  this is as bad as it gets, then it's all pretty good?

And you realize you are blessed
 beyond blessed.

 

Because your family is safe

and healthy

and together.

AND you want to cry for a family that you don't even know,

a family that is no longer safely together.

 

You grieve for the way his wife and four children have been left behind.

You grieve for your son, who shared a birthday with his amazing teacher.

AND you realize how deeply this death has affected your son and his fellow engineering students.

And as you grieve and you pray,

 you realize that frustrations are just that...

frustrations...

inconveniences that...

 are nothing in comparison to...

 

a missing husband,

an absent dad, 

a silenced friend

or an empty university podium.

Dr. Johnson's life, lived to short, has moved from the past to the future...

forever.

 

I am thankful for the powerful influence Dr. Johnson has had on our son. 

Just a few weeks of Dr. Johnson's teaching, one partial semester, has made all the difference for him as he pursued his degree.

Early in October, our son was telling us what a wonderful mentor/ teacher he had been though the semester was just off to a good start.

We thought when we met him we could

say

Thank You!

 

 

Instead...

today we pray,

 as family, friends, colleagues and students say a final good-bye,

for now.

When All Else Fails, Don't Quit...Never Never

Several years ago I had a chance to tour a beautiful old home on our street that is being restored.  It has taken them all this time and they are still unfinished.
I relate to that!
Some of our projects are unfinished also.

I think about how beautiful their home will be when they are done.

A job like this is not for the faint of heart.

 

You've probably read or heard this poem before.

I've posted it to my blog in years past.

It is sad to me that the author is unknown.

 

Don’t Quit

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 don’t you 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 had he stuck it out;
Don’t give up though the pace seems slow–
You may succeed with another blow.

Often the goal is nearer than
It seems to a faint and faltering man,
Often the struggler has given up,
When he might have captured the victor’s cup,
And he learned too late when the night slipped down,
How close he was to the golden crown.

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 so far,
So stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit–
It’s when things seem worst that you mustn’t quit.

- Author unknown

 

 

Have a wonderful day dear friends.  Life is full of baby steps and sometimes you take two or three forward and then fall right down.  But get right back up. 

 

ALWAYS get up.

Giant Pumpkins

Our local paper told about a giant pumpkin grower who lives near  us.

  I wanted to go see his giant pumpkins.

  If I remember correctly one of them was weighed in as the second largest in the state.

By the time we got to see them, it was late at night and they had already been carved into jack-o-lanterns.

These are NOT your average pumpkins.

The paper stated as they were growing he put canopies over them to protect them, so they would have filtered light and he set mouse traps around the perimeter of them to keep rodents away.  At one point in the height of the growing season, they were gaining a pound an hour!

This is astonishing to me.

A couple of days later we went back and got pictures in the sunlight.

It was so dark when were were there before that I did not realize one of the big carved ones was white.

 

Have you ever seen such large pumpkins?

 

This just goes to show that more than corn grows in Indiana!

A Gift That Wraps Me In Comfort and Solace

 One of my friends and her husband downsized their household last November.  She taught piano for many years, and was an accomplished pianist.  When asked if I would like to have any of her things, after thoughtful consideration, I asked for a hymnal.  Though I have stacks of music, and even gospel song books, I did not own a hymnal. 
 I'm surprised that not owning a hymnal was my reality. 
 Among other music, I was raised singing and playing hymn tunes, so not having a hymnal left somewhat of a void in my musical "library".

My mother sang from the church pew and never played an instrument, but she was the driving force in making sure we were a singing family.  She encouraged us to practice each day when we were learning to play instruments.  How she endured all ten of us learning to play and sing, I will never know.

One of my profound memories is mother at the end of the day, saying, "Let's sing a little bit." She would hand out hymnals, my sister would play the piano and we would sing.  I suppose we, her family, were her instrument. 

I've often wondered, knowing how hard she worked, how she had the patience to have us gather 'round and sing after a long day.

This past year, I have related to her, when I sit down to the piano and begin to play through my, new to me, hymnal. 
 I sense my weariness ebbing away and my questioning and fearful heart being drawn to think and live in a sphere and realm that is above my circumstances and emotions. 
 I wish I could ask her if we were merely singing, like I thought.
What was she seeing, feeling, hearing in those moments?

However, I'm certain, I would know her answer. 
 Ah no, we weren't just singing,
we were overcoming...
overcoming whatever was hindering us.

The hymn, "Take My Life and Let It Be", is a beautiful rendering of consecration to be more than we are, in our frail humanity.  This particular series of lyrics has been set to at least seven melodies.  The melody that is my favorite with these words, 
was composed by H.A. Cesar Malan.

 

 Once I begin to play the melody and harmony,
 I find it hard to stop. 
The tune pulls me on and on, like a babbling brook splashing across stones as it flows toward the river. 

 Every line, the melody and harmony, is beautiful, 

 beautiful when played together, 

 beautiful when played separately, 

 and beautiful when the additional notes of improvisation are added.
I feel the notes pulled from my fingertips.

I'm delighted to have this hymnal. It's a gift that wraps me in comfort and solace.  As I have played through it, many of the songs I know, and many I don't, but it hasn't mattered. 

 I've played on. 

 And that exercise of playing and knowing

 and playing and NOT knowing,

has strengthened my careful consideration of life.

 

Is there a hymn or song that strikes a chord with you?

 

 

Take My Life and Let It Be

Lyrics by Frances Ridley Havergal


Take my life, and let it be
Consecrated, Lord, to Thee;
Take my moments and my days,
Let them flow in ceaseless praise,
Let them flow in ceaseless praise.
 

Take my hands, and let them move

At the impulse of Thy love;
Take my feet and let them be
Swift and beautiful for Thee,

Swift and beautiful for Thee.

 

Take my voice, and let me sing

Always, only, for my King;

Take my lips, and let them be

Filled with messages from Thee,

Filled with messages from Thee.

 

Take my silver and my gold;

Not a mite would I withhold;

Take my intellect, and use

Every power as Thou shalt choose,

Every power as Thou shalt choose.

 

Take my will, and make it Thine;

It shall be no longer mine.

Take my heart; it is Thine own;

It shall be Thy royal throne,

It shall be Thy royal throne.

 

Take my love; my Lord, I pour

At Thy feet its treasure-store.

Take myself, and I will be

Ever, only, all for Thee,

Ever, only, all for Thee.

Source: http://www.hymnal.net/hymn.php/h/445#ixzz2jYR9pv60