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Tree is up and decorated. House is decorated inside and out.


It’s Beginning to look a lot like Christmas” by Johnny Mathis (Lyrics)

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To each person who follows this blog – I wish you & yours a happy and blessed Thanksgiving.

Well, we are all moved out of our house. It took a full week! We needed 3 PODS! (This was AFTER getting rid of A LOT of stuff). One POD would be delivered, packed the next day, picked up the day after that. Then another one would be delivered the following  day, packed the day after that …  It was EXHAUSTING!  We are now living with very generous family members until our townhouse is ready in mid-June.

Downsizing is definitely difficult and stressful, however, I have no doubt it will be worth it in the end.

My baby had a baby. My daughter had a daughter.

For the last few weeks, as I’ve been awaiting the birth of my first grandchild, I’ve been packing up many of our belongings, donating other belongings to Good Will, and finding new homes for much of our furniture. My husband and I are moving out of the house in which we raised our children, and moving into one in which we hope to live out our golden years.

The irony, or significance, of these two events occurring simultaneously has not escaped me. What continues to rumble around in my mind is the Circle of Life song from The Lion King, one of my favorite Disney movies when my children were young, (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GibiNy4d4gc) as well as the first two verses of the third chapter of the biblical book of Ecclesiastes (“For everything there is a season, a time for every activity under heaven. A time to be born and a time to die. A time to plant and a time to harvest.”)

As I was walking across the hospital parking lot the day I was going to meet my granddaughter, it struck me that the last few times I was in hospitals it was because I was saying goodbye to someone whose life was ending. This time I was about to say hello to someone whose life was beginning. As I held and rocked my granddaughter for the first time I felt an incredible sense of peace. I could have sat in that rocking chair with her indefinitely.

The circle of life. It keeps rolling on with a momentum of its own in spite of who is president, what the stock market is doing, where there is civil unrest or war, or who won the Super Bowl or an Academy Award. The circle of life. People are born, they grow up, they live, they die. It’s beautiful and it has a life and a momentum all its own.

Louis Armstrong – What A Wonderful World [HQ]
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=21LGv8Cf0us

 

 

Sending out an Irish blessing to everyone on this St. Patrick’s Day. After all, EVERYBODY’S IRISH ON ST. PATRICK’S DAY!

May the road rise to meet you,
May the wind be always at your back,
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
the rains fall soft upon your fields and,
until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of His hand.

The transition is progressing. Our house is sold. We are currently in the process of packing everything we are taking with us and finding new homes for belongings we are not taking with us. We are also preparing for a transitional living arrangement because we need to be out of our current home before our new home is ready. Stay tuned for more updates.

Continuing to review the edited version of my new manuscript, When Going with the Flow Isn’t Enough, Swim Upstream.

More excerpts:

Those of us who are called to fight for gender equality in the church need to be careful about how we measure success. We need to remember that we can only control what we do, we cannot control what anyone else does in response to what we do. We also need to remember that this change in the church will only come when hearts change, and we cannot change hearts. Only God can change a heart. He may use us as instruments to change hearts, but He is the one who does the heart changing.

Though tremendous legislative strides have been made regarding both racial and gender equality, it is sad but true to acknowledge that racism and sexism still exist. They exist because “isms” are not legal conditions, they are heart conditions and legislation does not change hearts. Civil rights legislation taught us that. I believe that if sexism and racism are to truly come to an end, hearts need to change in a way that leaves people color blind and gender blind, seeing each other as equal, different yet equal.

 

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