Archive | July, 2012

Hard to believe

30 Jul

So, I went back to the District Superintendents office last Wednesday and reminded them I was in town and would be willing to preach somewhere.  The only one there was the office manager and she was completely overwhelmed.  She said what she really needed was someone to do volunteer hours to scan some paper into a computer.  

Well, it didn’t sound that exciting, but I called today to say I could help.  O.K. I understand that she was having some kind of “water emergency”, but she completely blew me off.  Why would anyone do that with a willing volunteer.  Even if this afternoon didn’t work, why didn’t she set up something for tomorrow?  

I just keep on thinking, I hope I don’t do this.  Say I need help,  then refuse help when it comes.  

The other thing I think is, how sad is this that I can’t even get volunteer work.  Granted I was only willing to do this job because I wanted to get my ‘face’ out there for the District Superintendents in this area, but really I need something to do in the afternoon.

I have included the picture of my animals because they make me smile.Image


Great News!

27 Jul

No, it’s not a job yet; I got my Library card.  I love the library.  I got a book for Mom to read, a book for me to listen to in the car and a Blue Ray for us to watch.  Where can you get so much great stuff for free AND you don’t even have to store it.  They do that for you.  I love the Library.

I also took Mom and Dad to see my Dad’s brother, George D. and his wife, Jean.  These are the last members of my family in their generation.  After an hour visit in their home in Winchester, VA, it was clear that my parents have much to be grateful for – my uncle and aunt are much more mentally challenged then my parents.   But, it was good for them all to be together again.

I hope you have had something to celebrate today!  If not – make it up and let me know what you come up with.

You never know. . .

26 Jul

This is a favorite phrase in my family.  It simply means, you never know how something will turn out.  Something that seems like a bad thing could bring something good and something you thought would be great, just isn’t.  You get the idea.

Well, that has been my day.  Aqua Zumba was delayed and finally cancelled because of a lighting storm.  (Who knew you couldn’t swim in an indoor pool when there is lighting outside?)  Anyway, it would seem like this is a bad, but this gave the opportunity for conversation with another Zumba lady.  This is the first time anyone has done anything besides return my “hi”.

It was interesting because as we had exchanged and said I had moved to town to care for my parents, she asked if I had a home church.  I just looked at her with a surprised look on my face and wondered if I had “Pastor” tattoed on my forhead.  She said loved her church and just wanted to invite me to visit.    Whow, I thought,  how many people I know would invite someone they just met to church, or even just ask if they have a ‘church home’.  I also love the phase ‘church home’, a place where you are welcome to come and sit a spell.

So, the other part of my day and other half of , ‘you never know’ was getting Maryland crabs for lunch.  I grew up on hard shell crabs, opening them, picking them, and feasting on the sweet meat inside.  It takes a committment and skill.  Dad and I got 3 dozen crabs for a truck in a strip mall parking lot a couple of weeks ago.  We went back at noon today and got 2 dozen today, but they were not great.  All the anticipation of delicate sweet chunks of white meat, dissolved into small stringy bland meat.

O Well, you never know.  I pray you continue to keep your mind and heart open to possiblilties, because you never know..

Blink an eye

21 Jul

Blink an eye and a week passes.  Blink an eye and life changes.  The events in a movie theater, of a college campus, of a high school. . too much violence, too many deadly weapons using deadly force.   I never seem to have any answers to any of this.  But today I was reading Psalm 130.  These words make sense to me.

Help, God — the bottom has fallen out of my life!  Master, hear my cry for help!

Listen hard!  Open your ears!  Listen to my cries for mercy.

If you, God, kept records on wrongdoings, who would stand a chance?

As it turns out, forgiveness is your habit, and that’s why you’re worshiped.

I pray to God –my life a prayer –and wait for what God will say and do.

My life’s on the line before God, my Lord, waiting and watching till morning,

waiting and watching till morning.

Oh Israel (my friends), wait and watch for God — with God’s arrival comes love.

with God’s arrival comes generous redemption.

No doubt about it — he’ll redeem Israel, buy back Israel from captivity to sin.  The Message.


The only hope we have, the only hope we have ever had is to look for God in every moment of life.   I wish for you the psalmist words, “I pray to God — my life a prayer.. 


Here’s the face

16 Jul


A man’s face is his autobiograpy . . .Oscar Wilde

16 Jul

Since my life is quiet right now, I thought I would give you a picture of Dad. This was taken on his 85th birthday, six months after his heart attach that did permanent damage to his kidneys. I took Dad to a picnic with a Seniors church group. He caught up with a few friends. Of course, he would rather catch up with people on the golf course, but that has not been possible for the last two years. But he likes to watch history shows on the Smithsonian and National Geographic Channels. He has recently read a biography of Lincoln and is now reading a biography on Washington.
Dad tires easily, but he keeps going.



14 Jul