Thursday, November 19, 2009

Tears

"Tears.

Those tiny drops of Humanity. Those round, wet balls of fluid that tumble from our eyes, creep down our cheeks, and splash on the floor of our hearts. They were there that day. They are always present at such times. They should be, that's their job. They are miniature messengers; on call twenty-four hours a day to substitute for crippled words. They drip, drop and pour from the corner of our souls, carrying with them the deepest emotions we possess. They tumble down our faces with announcements that range from the most blissful joy to darkest despair."

The principle is simple; when words are most empty, tears are most apt."

An excerpt from Max Lucado's No Wonder They Call Him the Savior pp. 105-106

"He will wipe away every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away." ~Rev. 21:4

How about you? Have you cried tears of sorrow or joy lately?


Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Just had to say it...

Missing Mom... :(


5 Things I am Thankful for Today...

1. Friends... I cannot count the number of times I have been rescued by mine this year. Sometimes I feel undeserving of their love, but I am so glad I have it. You know who you are!

2. A hardworking husband... C does a fantastic job providing for our family.

3. My children... Beautiful girls I hope will blossom into beautiful caring women.

4. Talent... May I know exactly the talent I possess and not squander the abilities that God has given me.

5. A warm cup of coffee on a cold morning. YUM!

What about you? What are you thankful for on this beautiful day?

 

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Time flies...

I look at the date on my computer screen and I cringe. November 15th already. Today, I am just going to write.

This year has held so much. The deaths of my maternal grandmother, father-in-law and my mother. Not as relevant, but sad just the same, I put my 14 and 15 year old cats down in early spring within 11 days of each other. I have suffered with sleep apnea for years. Thankfully the upper/lower jaw surgery was successful and I seem to be sleeping better. But... it is November 15th! Where does the time go?

I look at my babies that aren't really babies anymore. They are 4 and 6. The 4 year old is starting kindergarten next fall. I look at her and think, I was so tired in the past 4 years I can't remember her being a toddler. I can't get it back. I panic when I think how fast the time is going.

I have some issues with my marriage. Who doesn't. I won't broadcast them here, but I panic when I think life could be sweeter if we could just iron out the wrinkles.

I have dreams and goals and I panic when I think life is passing so quickly and I don't seem to be getting anything accomplished.

Yikes Lanie.... Breathe and live in the moment. Remember it is how you live.

I wanted to embed the video, but it looks like Point of Grace doesn't want us to have that option. I can respect that, so here is the link to How You Live.

Enjoy and please share how you bring yourself back to living in the present moment.

Thursday, November 12, 2009

One of the firsts without Mom...



Although they were divorced 5 years before she passed. Their love remained.
See my post here for evidence.

Today would be their anniversary. So... Happy Anniversary Mom and Dad.
I love you both.

Thursday, November 5, 2009

Living and leaving a legacy....



This beautiful painting was done by my mother about 8 years ago. It is supposedly of St. Therese, but after having so many people ask if it was a self portrait, my sister and I have come to the conclusion that it is.

We had a memorial for Mom this past weekend. It was both sad and sweet. So many wonderful people from her life in the past few years were there. I had never met most of them. Even 4 nurses from her stay in the hospital this past year were there. The things they had to say only made me love and admire my mother more.

A friend of my sister's who is also dying from cancer right now stood and talked about legacy. My mother left a wonderful legacy. Her artistic ability lives on in my daughter and I hope myself. I am struggling to tap into it lately.

This morning I received my weekly email from Max Lucado. This week he talked about why we each have the uncanny ability to do certain things. For instance, I have always admired people who can play a musical instrument and sing like nobody's business. Or, when I read a good book, I admire an author who can make the words work so as to weave a story that is so captivating, I can't put the book down. How do they do it?

Max says "God. He knew young Israel would need a code, so he gave Moses a love for the law. He knew the doctrine of grace would need a fiery advocate, so he set Paul ablaze. And in your case, he knew what your generation would need and gave it. He designed you. And his design defines your destiny. Remember Peter’s admonition? “If anyone ministers, let him do it as with the ability which God supplies” (1 Pet. 4:11)."

So, my question this week is what exactly God designed me to do? I know I am here to be a wife, mother, friend, sister, daughter, but I also know I was made to be creative. I pray that he will help me find the time to do this and to minister to other's hearts through my talents. I hope he will open my eyes to show me how to organize my time better so that I may continue to uphold my responsibilities but also to follow my dreams. I want to leave behind a legacy my daughters would be proud of.

God is working in you to help you want to do and be able to do what pleases him.

Philippians 2:13 NCV

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

A great parable...

This was passed on to me in an email from a friend. It is the parable of the egg, carrot and coffee bean. I am unsure who wrote it...

A carrot, an egg, and a cup of coffee...You will never look at a

cup of coffee the same way again.

A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life
and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was
going to make it and wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting
and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved, a new one
arose.

Her mother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots
with water and placed each on a high fire. Soon the pots came to
boil. In the first she placed carrots, in the second she placed
eggs, and in the last she placed ground coffee beans . She let
them sit and boil; without saying a word.

In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners. She
fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the
eggs out and placed them in a bowl. Then she ladled the coffee
out and placed it in a bowl. Turning to her daughter, she asked,

"Tell me what you see."

"Carrots, eggs, and coffee," she replied.

Her mother brought her closer and asked her to feel the
carrots. She did and noted that they were soft. The mother then
asked the daughter to take an egg and break it. After pulling off
the shell, she observed the hard boiled egg.

Finally, the mother asked the daughter to sip the coffee. The
daughter smiled as she tasted its rich aroma. The daughter then
asked, "What does it mean, mother?"

Her mother explained that each of these objects had faced the
same adversity: boiling water. Each reacted differently. The
carrot went in strong, hard, and unrelenting. However, after
being subjected to the boiling water, it softened and became
weak. The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had
protected its liquid interior, but after sitting through the
boiling water, its inside became hardened. The ground coffee
beans were unique, however. After they were in the boiling
water, they had changed the water.

"Which are you?" she asked her daughter. "When adversity
knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg
or a coffee bean?"

Think of this: Which am I? Am I the carrot that seems strong,
but with pain and adversity do I wilt and become soft and lose my
strength?

Am I the egg that starts with a malleable heart, but changes
with the heat? Did I have a fluid spirit, but after a death, a
breakup, a financial hardship or some other trial, have I become
hardened and stiff? Does my shell look the same, but on the
inside am I bitter and tough with a stiff spirit and hardened
heart?

Or am I like the coffee bean? The bean actually changes the
hot water, the very circumstance that brings the pain. When the
water gets hot, it releases the fragrance and flavor. If you are
like the bean, when things are at their worst, you get better and
change the situation around you. When the hour is the darkest and
trials are their greatest do you elevate yourself to another
level? How do you handle adversity? Are you a carrot, an egg or
a coffee bean?

The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of
everything; they just make the most of everything that comes
along their way. The brightest future will always be based on a
forgotten past; you can't go forward in life until you let go of
your past failures and heartaches.

After this year, I would like to think I am a coffee bean. Time will tell...

What about you? Are you a carrot, egg or coffee bean?