Saturday, April 2, 2016

2 peas in a pod...

I love to see our 2 youngest granddaughters dressed alike. They are 3 and 4 years old, and each of them loves their sister so much, kind of like 2 other sisters many years ago... They look like 2 little peas in a pod, so did we.

Now...





















and then... 



















We grew out of wanting to be dressed alike, and so will they, but we are sure enjoying these years of watching them and re-living our own memories.


Monday, March 7, 2016

Discouragement...

How to Overcome Discouragement...

My dad wrote this little booklet way back in 1965. It still speaks to me today, and to others too, as it has been re-printed many many times through the years. Dad always talked about the importance of the 2 R's in our lives as christians, regarding dealing with temptation and sin.

Recognize it

Refuse it


When we begin to 'entertain' discouragement, we get pulled in before we know it, our spirits droop and we lose sight of who is able to handle it. It can lead us into a great big pity party or worse, depression.

Dad wrote about 2 frogs. 

"I am reminded of the story of 2 frogs that fell into a large cream crock. The one frog gave up swimming and immediately sank to the bottom. The second frog said to himself, 'well, if I'm going down, I'm not going down without a struggle.' So, he kicked and paddled and churned, and the first thing he knew he was sitting on a cake of butter!"

Which frog are you?

I've been the first frog many times. I have also been the second frog. What a difference between the 2!

Dad goes further in this booklet, "I believe there are biblical grounds for believing that discouragement is a sin. Heb.1:1-2 says 'throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles and... let us fix our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of our faith.' 

I use the term 'the sin of discouragement' because in Rom 14.23 we read "everything that does not come from faith is sin." Discouragement is not of faith. It is part of the doubt/belief pattern. 

There are some who think that discouragement is a valid part of the spiritual life.They have been deceived by discouragement, perhaps even to the point of "feeling spiritual" when they are discouraged. Let us be clear about this right now---discouragement is not one of the requisites for spiritual discipline, discipleship and development.

Whatever its source, discouragement does not come from God. God is "the God of all encouragemnt". Discouragement often gets hold of a person who is sensitive, sensitive to God and very sensitive to self. It is a form of doubt and unbelief, which in turn is connected with disobedience. Where there is unbelief there is disobedience, as 2 sides of the same coin.

When we recognize discouragement, we must learn to refuse it. The more radical the rejection, the more thorough the cure. The secret is to look away from self, to Christ, in faith, believing Him to deliver you. This is My work. You cannot do it, but be very firm and definite in your faith, EXPECTING Me to take care of it."

So many books have been written about discouragement that it is obviously something we all deal with from time to time, no doubt more often than we should. 

As with everything in our lives, there is a solution. I can't tell you how many times through the years I have thought of this little booklet, and been lead to apply the same principles in my life.

Recognize it

Refuse it


Thanks Dad, for always speaking the truth, in your words and in your life.




Thursday, January 28, 2016

Names...


We have 8 fantastic grandchildren! That's all of us at Christmas,even my hubby, whose head was cut off!

I love the names their parents  have given each of them...

Courtney
Cassidy
Gage
Lainey
Avery
Crew
Gracie
Faith

When they were born, we didn't really know them yet, so the names were special, but still only names, some of them different than what we were used to...

NOW... I can't even imagine any name but the one that belongs to them. They have grown into their names... that is who they are. Isn't it funny how each name fits the person? In the case of these 8, not only is each name perfect, we smile at the mention of their names. We  picture their faces, their personalities, the special ways each of them express themselves, the funny things they say, and the many things that make them uniquely them.

God knows my name.

He calls me His child.

When He made me, He knew who I would be. He knew that I would grow into my name. He knew that my life would be a journey, and that all along the way, His plans for me were already known to him. I wonder how many times I have made Him smile... or how often His eyes filled with tears, as he has watched me make choices in my life, good ones and bad. 

I'm so glad that my name is known to Him, and that it is already recorded in HIS book, now and for eternity.








Sunday, January 3, 2016

Who am I preaching to?.....

The recipient of a lot of my blog writing is... me.

I preach to the choir. 

I am the choir.

It's not a planned thing, but when something is on my mind, often it is there because God is speaking to me, even when I think I am just jotting down my own thoughts. Sometimes I don't even realize that until later, long after I've written it and read it back... down the road.

The words often mirror what His thoughts are producing in my heart. 

There are also times when I have almost NO thoughts. God is still there, working in my heart, but the words don't come. 

Have you found this to be true in your own blogging? The thoughts that prompt what we write are so often the very messages God is speaking to us, and as we share them, WE are the ones who are the most blessed. 

It's so often HIS word, becoming a little more clear in our own thinking. 

There are also plenty of blogs that are just random chatter, and those words come spilling out on these pages too.

All of it together is a reflection of who we are and what is going on in our lives. 

And something else...

You are also the choir. 

I hear it in your words and the things you share from your hearts. They often mirror some of the same things I am thinking about.

I am so glad that you are a part of these pages and thoughts. I think we make a pretty good choir. 

Happy New Year to each one of you, I can't wait to see what God has ahead for this choir of His, as we continue to share our journeys on these pages. It's a joy to walk beside you, and you have enriched my life.


Monday, December 14, 2015

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas...


I always forget how much I love Christmas, all through the house. I think 'I won't do it all this year', but then... I get started and remember how much fun it is and how the lights twinkle and the colors sparkle.

Most of all... I remember what JOY fills my heart because of this day, when Jesus came as a baby, to begin the fulfilling of the prophecy that would change the world forever. 

MERRY CHRISTMAS!

Sunday, December 6, 2015

Knee season...

Not my knee season, but my husband's. He had a right knee replacement on October 26. The surgery was the easy part. The rehab has been more difficult, but so well worth it. He injured his knee in high school football, and through the years it kept getting worse. It was definitely time.

What does this have to do with me?

Everything!

I know that people have had this surgery who live alone, and they have coped and regained their strength and knee function but... every day of this rehab both Joe and I are reminded that it has taken BOTH of us to get him back to normal. Not to mention, that during surgery, somehow... his right shoulder rotator cuff went south, they think a tendon, or the rotator itself. So rehab has been a doozie!

He is doing better every day, and so am I. 

We have been reminded many times in the past couple of months that we are 'fearfully and wonderfully made, and that "when one member suffers, the whole body suffers with it." 

He's definitely on the mend, and we are so thankful for the advances in medicine that have made this surgery almost routine... almost. :)

Monday, September 14, 2015

BE NOT WEARY...


I told you the funny story here of how my dad played word games with us as kids to help us stay interested and to learn the scriptures.

One of my least favorites verses growing up was...

"Be not weary in well doing, for in due season you shall reap, if you faint not."

The 2 parts I struggled with were...

"In due season"

and

"If you faint not."

I remember many times when dad would say:

"Be not weary"...  and I knew all the rest by heart. He was reminding me of the truth of the verse with just those 3 words, and I kind of inwardly groaned, knowing the rest of it already.

"In due season" meant then, as it still does today... in God's time. It means to keep moving, one step at a time, even when there is no visible sign that what we are weary of is about to end.

"If you faint not" takes it a step further... keep trusting and going about our daily lives, and God will answer in his time and way... if we don't quit! We will reap if we don't give up. So often it is almost overwhelming NOT to give up hope when we are waiting for God's answers. It's as though we think there might be another choice. 

When the rubber meets the road... we are to stand, and God will meet the need we are so weary of asking him about... if we don't give up hope. I have also found that he has met my needs even when it has been a very weak trust on my part, at best. 

It's a call to remember that God is alive and well, and our instruction is to keep trusting and knowing that his solution is coming... to STAND firm on God's promises which we already know from past experiences, are worthy of our faith.

I have probably been reminded of that verse 100's if not 1000's of times through the years. I only need to say those 3 words... "Be not weary"... and I already am standing straighter and taller in my faith.

Why? Because I know that the solutions are coming, that his promises are true, and that a lifetime of experiences have proven this truth to me, many times over.

So now, many years later, I still may have an inward groan when I am 'weary' of waiting, but I know with certainty that the 'due season' is coming, and that I will not quit!



Monday, August 31, 2015

Eve and I...

I remember reading the story of Adam and Eve so many times as a child, and thinking... I would NOT have eaten that apple!

Right.

When I began to read more in the Bible, and understand myself better, I knew that every story and each person, was me... in one way or another. I am a sinner, just like they were.

"There is none that doeth good, no not one", the Bible says. 

We were born with sin natures, and we have each learned by now that there isn't enough will power in the world to change those natures. 

God always knew it, and the provision he made through the death of his son on the cross, changed everything. 

I know it in my own life, you know it in yours. 

I wrote this little poem on an early blog, it still fits...

Eve in the garden, it could have been me, peeking through leaves, the apple I see...

Instructed by God to leave it alone, her mind started playing like a dog with a bone...

What was forbidden became the thing she wanted, the temptation was strong, she would not be daunted...

So she went to the tree, the one tree forbidden, and parted the leaves where the apple was hidden...

It was shiny and big and too good to be true, she called out for Adam, to beckon him too...

together they looked, touched and finally ate, the first picture of the human fate...

But God knew it all, right from the start. He provided a way for the human heart...


No wonder we call it man's good news, still...

the choice is ours, to win or lose... 

When you feel in the need for a good miracle, all you need to do is look into your own heart, and remember who you were before you knew Jesus.

Are we perfect now? Of course not, but have we been been changed? Yes, 1000 times over, and the process continues every day. 

Sinners, but forgiven! ALL God's work, none of mine.

Monday morning musings...


Monday, July 20, 2015

Name your 5 favorites!...

As usual, when I am working on losing weight, my mind is FOCUSED on food.

These days, healthy clean eating is becoming really important. I wish I had paid better attention to a dad who ate healthy his whole life, while the rest of us ate what we wanted to...

Today, for the fun of it, can you name your favorite meals?

Here are mine...

1. Dinner at Emma's in Tromso, Norway, 5 years ago when we went to our niece's wedding in my mother's birthplace. Everything on our dinner menu was so over the top that I can't even remember what all was there, only that I had never had better food in my life. Fish so fresh you knew it came from the water, 2 blocks away, that very morning. Each item was so specially prepared that the whole dinner was a once in a lifetime thing.

2. My mother's roast, potatoes, carrots and onions, every Sunday of my growing up years, which was baked to perfection as we sat in sunday school and church getting spritually fed. As we came in the door, she was already in the gravy making mode, and putting a salad together for our 'sit down' feast.

3. Norwegian pancakes like my mother made. Morning, noon or night, always wonderful. My brother used to come in later and eat them cold. There were never any left overs that he didn't finish!

4. Potatiskorv. A Norwegian sausage made from veal, potatoes and onions, hand ground and put into sausage casings and then boiled. She usually made little potatoes with melted butter and parsley to serve with them. It's a good thing I don't know how to make potatiskorv or I would be in big trouble!

5. Pappadeaux fried shrimp with ceasar salad and on a big splurge day... creme brulee. Every taste is delicious!

I have to add a #6... every bite of Thanksgiving Day meals. :)

So... those are mine, what are some of your favorite meals?

I have some eggs hard boiling, for lunch later, with a fruit smoothie. Balanced, healthy and good, but not even in the ballpark with the 6 listed above!

P.S.... Debbie just reminded me that I forgot to include steak and prime rib, and also anything Tex-Mex. Yikes!!

Monday, July 6, 2015

Praying... or worrying?...

How do you know when you are praying... or worrying?

So many times I find that what I am worrying about becomes the prayer that I voice to God. I explain to him how things are, and then ask for his help.

Those worrying thoughts are usually me, analyzing and problem solving.

I found this little note my dad wrote - it was in one of his Bibles. Dad jotted down everything, especially when it was important to him.

"Worrying is not praying.
It is an urgent call to pray!
Worrying centers on the problem,
praying focuses on the solution."

When my heart and my prayers are focused on Jesus, the answers are in his hands, the safest place to be.
When I am worrying... I am trying to 'fix it'. I have done that more times than I have trusted God right at the beginning of a problem. Yes, he does expect us to use the brains he gave us, but the first step should be asking him for the solution, and then trusting him as I go, praying for him to guide the circumstances. I do that, but too often it is after I've worked it all around and hassled in my mind and heart as to what I should do.

Like someone said... 'when all else fails, pray'.

I do find that my thoughts and my prayers are all kind of mixed up together, and I often am praying as I am thinking things through. I am not on my knees, I am running around doing my day. But even those prayers can be worry unless I am trusting God. Praying can sometimes sound like the anxious thoughts that swirl. 

Focusing on the solution means I am focused on trusting God, even before the solution comes.
My mind and heart are stilled when I do that, with or without the answers.

There is always a sense of doing the right thing when I let go of what worries me, and trust that God will handle it. Sometimes the process of getting there is much longer than it  should be.


1 Peter 5:7 says "1 Peter 5:7 says "Casting all your care upon Him, for He cares for you." There are so many scriptures that teach this, but the big message for me in this verse is that little word ALL. Like my dad said, after he had studied that word at length... all he could find all to mean was all.

It's worth repeating...

"Worrying is not praying.
It is an urgent call to pray!
Worrying centers on the problem,
praying focuses on the solution."