Monday, January 14, 2013

Do You Have A "Legacy Plan of Action?"

The other day we were working on a job and though the temps had reached near 60 degrees F, there were still mounds of snow pushed to the side. As we trudged through one particularly deep bank of snow she said, "Now Mom, just step where Dad steps and you will be fine." Inwardly I smiled. She understands the value of following one who knows where they are going.

I'm sure I'm not alone in pondering what I want my life to say about who I am. Certainly if asked, you would say you have done this also.

Recently a sweet friend passed away at the youthful age of 91. Her eulogy stated that she was known for her wit and humor and hospitality.

Though we are in a busy phase of life, I don't want to be described as being known for my busyness, with my eulogy stating, "We knew it was coming to this as she finally ran herself ragged!"

This past year I set a goal to go through every single item we own.  The things that are no longer of use to us, I have passed along in appropriate ways. I'm not finished, but I'm getting close.  Though I only have tiny snippets of time to work on this project, I know that I will accomplish this task. It has been monumental and excruciating. I was not prepared for the emotions I would face.

  With running a business and being from a large family and having most of our family living in other states, we have collected so  many reminders of the history of our lives. One morning last Fall, in the darkness and solitude I was overwhelmed. I felt as though everything we (my immediate family) had ever done or hadn't done was sitting on my shoulders to resolve. I know it wasn't real or true, but the feelings were still there. Every photo and card or handwritten note or  piece of clothing or furniture or too small and ragged mitten, "and such what baubles of every kind", were reminders of the past gone and the present to savor.

The world seemed quite and silent there in the darkness. I was alone. I thought about the loved ones we had lost this year and how the span of life at the very longest is so short. Time is fleeting and illusive. In the silent mooring of predawn, I felt a reminder to consider the woman mentioned in Proverbs 31 (Old Testament). We aren't privileged to know her past circumstances or what she was facing.  However, in my opinion, this is what we ARE told: She wasn't looking back. Nope, uh uh, she wasn't looking back at all! She was busy in the present with the task at hand.  To my way of understanding, it seems she knew that wise choices to the best of her ability, in every moment, would bring joy and peace. 

Have you noticed, every person has a "back story", the part of life we don't see and we don't know?  I believe we have been given the potential to over come hardship and challenges if we try and trust and keep on trying. I also realize that the outcome is not always what we wish for but we can still move forward and have a legacy as an overcomer, rather than being identified with the issue to which we succumed.

Do you know what you are following? What drives and challenges you?
 What do you hope your legacy says about you?

Every day I pray that my little family will make a difference in someone's life.

Rachel 

Proverbs 31: 10-31 NIV
The Wife of Noble Character
10 [a]A wife of noble character who can find?
She is worth far more than rubies.
11 Her husband has full confidence in her
and lacks nothing of value.
12 She brings him good, not harm,
all the days of her life.
13 She selects wool and flax
and works with eager hands.
14 She is like the merchant ships,
bringing her food from afar.
15 She gets up while it is still night;
she provides food for her family
and portions for her female servants.
16 She considers a field and buys it;
out of her earnings she plants a vineyard.
17 She sets about her work vigorously;
her arms are strong for her tasks.
18 She sees that her trading is profitable,
and her lamp does not go out at night.
19 In her hand she holds the distaff
and grasps the spindle with her fingers.
20 She opens her arms to the poor
and extends her hands to the needy.
21 When it snows, she has no fear for her household;
for all of them are clothed in scarlet.
22 She makes coverings for her bed;
she is clothed in fine linen and purple.
23 Her husband is respected at the city gate,
where he takes his seat among the elders of the land.
24 She makes linen garments and sells them,
and supplies the merchants with sashes.
25 She is clothed with strength and dignity;
she can laugh at the days to come.
26 She speaks with wisdom,
and faithful instruction is on her tongue.
27 She watches over the affairs of her household
and does not eat the bread of idleness.
28 Her children arise and call her blessed;
her husband also, and he praises her:
29 “Many women do noble things,
but you surpass them all.”
30 Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting;
but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised.
31 Honor her for all that her hands have done,
and let her works bring her praise at the city gate.

Tuesday, January 8, 2013

Our Crazy Snowman Kit

My niece, Leslie, has great ideas  for gifts and we were actually the recipients of one of her awesome creations.  Her Crazy Snowman Kit had a hat and scarf and buttons and a plastic carrot for the nose.  It had plastic hands and crazy snaggle (I don't think that is a real word!) teeth. 
So we bundled up and went out to build a snowman to dress.  The snow was so powdery that it wouldn't pack into balls. 
We decided that the pile of snow wouldn't look very good with the Crazy Snowman outfit, so we just jumped in the pile instead.
 
 

Monday, January 7, 2013

Frozen Fog

This morning as we rushed to the airport to take our last Christmas guest away, we experienced a beautiful winter weather phenomenon.
There really is no way to adequately describe the beauty that we saw in our 15 degree F weather.
In the distance is fog.  We call it frozen fog.
I'm  not sure how a meteorologist would describe this, but I think that the mist particles from the fog, freeze on the surrounding surfaces, due to the extreme temperature.  The frozen mist is particularly beautiful on the trees.  I like to think of it as crystal lace.
 
This week has been fun, visiting with you on "A Romantic Porch".  Thank you for dropping by.
 
Our holiday guests are gone now.  They have returned to South Carolina and Florida and one of our sons is back to the University in Illinois.  The phones are ringing, emails and texts are coming in from customers and the 2013 rolls on down the pike. Our hearts are full of memories and experiences from this past holiday season.
 
I hope that your year will be filled with peace.
 
I'm not sure how often I will be able to post as my responsibilities progress, but I will be back.
 
It is hard to believe that  I first posted to this blog five years ago.  Yes, FIVE years!   Some of you have stuck with me from the beginning.  I appreciate it more than you know.
 
My duties are calling,  Enjoy and be safe.
Rachel
P.S. We wish our nephew David a most Happy Birthday.  He has suffered the day away in balmy Costa Rica! ;) And we sang Happy Birthday to the memory of my amazing Mother.

Sunday, January 6, 2013

Opportunities Beyond

She is not afraid of snow for her household...
 Proverbs Chapter 31 Verse 21
 Holy Bible Old Testament

This week Christmas break ends and school resumes.  Our schedule will shift.  The calendar is quickly filling with deadlines, appointments and events. 
  How does that happen?
  Is there a slow and leisurely pace to life?
  No, probably not. 
I will choose to view the busyness and haste as new opportunities...
...opportunities to meet someone new,
opportunities to learn a new skill,
opportunities to feel deeply for others,
opportunities to overcome challenges both past and present,
opportunities to learn to deal with feeling overwhelmed,
opportunities to become wiser NOT older!
And a myriad of opportunities to choose not to be afraid.
Rachel

Saturday, January 5, 2013

Conflicted

I hope to have Christmas decorations put away tonight. I'm ready for a different "look".  Aren't you?
 
The roots of our rhubarb plant are silently sleeping under the cover of snow.  I can't wait to see those first crisp sprouts.
More snow is predicted the next two nights, so maybe we will get our very own snow sculpture after all.
Hhhmmm.  Fresh snow or Spring? 
What a dilemma. 
What to do?
 What to do?
Oh wait...that's not a dilemma. 
 We will just take what we get AND be happy 'bout it!
;)
Rachel

Friday, January 4, 2013

Curiosity

Obviously we recently closed the door on 2012 and opened the new one to 2013.
 
It seems this past month or so, more than ever, people would say to me, "I'm so ready for 2012 to be over.  Let's just be done with it and move on."
 
As I am prone to do, I have asked myself if that is the way I feel.  For our family there were difficulties in 2012 in which the pain and hurt lingers, but there were snippits of joy and laughter that I would have liked to savored a bit longer.  Those memories linger also.
 
I'm curious. 
 
Are most people glad to put the old year behind?
 
Do you feel this way?
 
Why or why not?
 
Moments make days.  Days make years.  Years make a life. 
 
Mostly beautiful moments, make a beautiful life.
 
Look on the bright side.
Rachel



Thursday, January 3, 2013

Another View

I tried to get this view of the snowy fish sculpture posted on yesterday's post with the photo of the side view.  However, blogger was giving me fits as I tried to post pictures.  For some reason this one never would link in, so I thought I would try again today.
 
YIPPEE!! Here it is!
 
The person who did this makes a different sculpture every winter that there is enough snow.  It is interesting to see what creation he will design each time.  If you are traveling South on State Street,  you can see it on the left hand side of the road as you are leaving town.  Go take a "look see".  Stop right in the middle of the road and take photos!  It's worth it!
 
 At 12 degrees F, we may not even build a snowman.  It would look kinda normal and boring compared to that don'tcha think?
 
Have I mentioned that it is COLD outside?
Rachel