Monday, January 18, 2010
I was reminded on the blog of a Spark Friend today (Annies'Adventure) of the strength necessary to keep going sometimes in the face of pain, less than hoped for success, prolonged struggle. It is the struggle that makes us strong, molds our character, gives us identity. Success that comes too quickly and easily...that costs too little...may not give us the strength to endure the lives we are called to live. What must it require to be Haitian at this point in history? What must it require to move among them in an attempt to render meaningful aid? Arthur Burk writes that, "Endurance is a vital resource, and you can't buy it. You must grow it." None of us will reach our goals without endurance. (If they are worth reaching, they are worth fighting for.) Endurance means struggle, pain, failure, falling down and getting up over and over again. Don't be afraid to "start over"...to take those "baby steps"...to keep doing just the "little bit" that you are capable of.
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Monday, January 11, 2010
Yesterday's photo was of me with my son, Timon. Here's the promised photo of Rome.
Sunday, January 10, 2010
To all my Spark Friends who have left me kind notes of encouragement and goodies...you bring smiles to my face and gladness to my heart. After a bit of a rough year in 2009, I have moved from Northeast Louisiana to the Kansas City, MO. area. I am sharing a home with my sister who is a hospital chaplain and Christian Counselor...great fun! We both have Celiac Disease, among other more positive similarities, and this makes menu planning, shopping, and cooking much easier for both of us...I've already lost the 14 lbs that I put on last summer during my Mother's illness and death, when I virtually lived at the hospital with her, and people trucked food in to me!!! That puts me within 7 lbs. of the 161 lbs. I had reached (that is still showing on my tracker on my Spark Page.) As ever, weight loss is not my main goal...health and effective function is. But losing the lbs. is a lovely step in the direction of health, as we all know, so I am thankful.
My son is once again living across town from me...what a delightful gift. We shared both Thanksgiving and Christmas, and the holidays were wonderful fun. He will be returning to grad school next Fall to further his goals of coaching and mentoring young athletes, and that will once again take him across country from me, so I am loving this window of time we have together.
I used to live in the Kansas City area, so I am back in proximity to old friends that I've known for nearly 40 years...good and dear friends. This is proving to be a good life move for me...and since I can move my work as an artist and writer pretty much anywhere, livlihood is not the defining question when considering geographical location in my life.
I have acquired a big black German Shepherd named Romeo...my sister's dog. (I'll post a photo later!) He is a sweetheart...aptly named...and is far too smart for the two of us put together. He daily disproves the old adage that you can't teach an old dog new tricks, as he is constantly learning our patterns and outsmarting us at every turn! He is proving a quiet and comforting companion while I work in my home studio. He is letting me know that dinner time is approaching, and I need to go put the eggplant parmigiana in the oven for myself as well, so I'll sign out for now. I appreciate each of you so very much. Here's to successful goals in the coming year for all of us!
Saturday, September 05, 2009
The photo is from a 70 year old newspaper clipping of my mother at about 14 years of age...4H Queen in Mississippi.
No, this does not herald my return to the boards, but it is an update of sorts, just to remind myself that I am still part of this community at large.
Following my brother's neuro-surgery in March, family "crises" seemed to spiral out of control, culminating with the brief unexpected illness and death of my Mother during the summer. (from a mysterious lung infection and ARDS...Acute Respiratory Distress Syndrome) My brother, sister, and I carried her remains to Ft. Sam Houston National Cemetery in San Antonio, TX. to be interred with my father...as she had requested. She was a friend, fellow artist and sister in Christ as well as being my mother, and she will be (and is) greatly missed. Funny, what a "hole" is left in the fabric of our lives by the loss of one so familiar and dear. I'm still "growing up" at the age of 61. I will see her again in eternity...and I am glad her journey has finally taken her before the throne of Christ...what a wonder! But I miss the daily sharing we had for so long, and I ache with the writing of it. I'm thankful she didn't have to linger and suffer in a longer battle on this side. The pain of her month long struggle was far more than was tolerable as it was.
Over the past year, I had been considering and praying about moving back to the Kansas City area to share a home with my sister. We are both "on our own" with children grown and out of the nest, and I had felt God was leading in that direction, but still I hesitated, not sure that the timing was quite right...not wanting to be so far from Mother at her age. Now I will be relocating by the end of this month. My son is also back in the K. C. area, and it will be wonderful to be closer to him for as long as our respective "jobs" keep us in proximity. My sister and I share some mutual auto-immune health problems...like the Celiac challenge, among others...and we share the same Spiritual perspectives and similar health philosophies and goals, so we will be able to shop and prepare meals together and support one another in our quest for better overall health and fitness. I am looking forward to that. I'll also be among many friends of former years and in a strong church community...all in all, a good thing. I am also "acquiring" a dog...my sister's huge black German Shepherd. Romeo...as his name suggests, is a cream puff, and he is a very intelligent, "manipulative" character who will keep me on my toes on a moment to moment basis! Rome and I know each other pretty well so it won't be a totally new thing to share my space with him...or for him to share his with me! As for my work, I am fortunate that what I do can be transported fairly easily from one location to another thanks to the wonders of the world wide web.
Meanwhile, I am packing...packing...packing! (and I am tired, tired, tired...) How does one cram so much "stuff" into a life in 8 short years in one tiny apartment??!!! (just had the second of 2 rummage sales today to get rid of some of it!) Aargh! I will be losing my wonderful view of the Ouachita River here in Northeast Louisiana...not sure I'm quite ready to return to the snow and ice and winter winds...but I'm gaining a backyard...fresh garden veggies, anyone? Life is what happens to us one thought, one step at a time. A quote I read in a Robert Jordan book (Crossroads of Twilight...pg. 339) sums it up. We must prepare and "plan ahead,...but worry too hard over next year, and you can trip over tomorrow." Here's to the unknown future. God holds it...and us...in His hands. So I step into it with wonder and expectation of good. "'I know the plans that I have for you,' declares the Lord, 'plans for welfare and not for calamity, to give you a future and a hope.'" Jeremiah 29:11 (NASB)
Friday, April 10, 2009
This "Good Friday" is good for many reasons, but mainly because the God who gave His Holy life for me is still patiently leading me along the tiny steps of my daily life. I am not the success I'd like to be in oh, so many areas, but I am alive and learning, and growing in the ways that count, I believe, for eternity.
This blog post is not to herald my re-entry into the SP world of blogging on a regular basis, but some of my SP friends have asked for the ability to read an article that I mentioned a while back, called "The God of Tiny Things." It was in the process of publication, and I couldn't post or quote from it at that time due to copyright infringements. If any of you are still interested, go to http://www.la-road-trips.com and look on pg. 18 of the PDF magazine document. I also have another article in there on pressing 1 (or not) for English..."Where Is John Wayne When We Need Him?" on pg. 29, and a friend of mine, Su Stella, has a short article on "Finding Yourself Jobless" on pg. 25 that is sort of the practical walking out of some of the "tiny steps" I had in mind in my more "philosophical" musings in my "God of Tiny Things" article.
I've been fighting a computer virus recently which has reeked havoc w/my ability to be financially productive on a steady basis. I'm happy to report that I seem to have some restored technical function, though I've lost some functionality from pieces of software, and that is particularly disheartening...fortunately, not crucial functions.
May we enjoy a blessed Passover and Easter in discovering the love of the Lamb slain to grant us the right of access to God.
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