Friday, June 26, 2009
Years and years ago, Dad recorded himself reading some of his favorite poems. I have it on CD now, and I've written about it before here. And now, I'm going to share one of the poems with you. I used photos from Dad's life to illustrate the recording, which was one of his very favorites. And now, may I present "Six Golden Coins," written by Martin Buxbaum and recited by my daddy.
Note: You'll need to pause the music player on my blog sidebar before you watch this video.
Monday, June 22, 2009
Jeff juggled balls and bowling pins and FIRE - even on a ball in the heat on a hill. Sheesh! What a guy!
Saturday night, I joined about 20 other baptizees and spoke at two church services. I was completely nervous and scared to do this, because it is very much out of my comfort zone. However, it turned out very well and I am so glad that I did it. I felt God's presence and courage while I was on the stage, and the best news is I didn't even throw up! Seriously, it felt great to share part of my story and to hear encouragement from others.
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Friday, June 19, 2009
Thursday, June 18, 2009
And, whew! I have been so excited but also so freaked out about it that I haven't really mentioned it. Well, except for alluding to it here.
Why would I be freaked out, you ask? Well, there's the issue of being in front of masses of people. That alone is enough to make me want to throw up. Seriously. If you know me IRL or have ever met me in passing, you might not think I'm shy. But add an extra 10 or more people, and I start to clam up. It's the reason I failed miserably at being a TV news reporter, and why I froze during a live shot once. The thought of more than 10 people watching me at once and probably judging me makes me shut down. Completely.
So there's the going public thing. But there's also the going public with my faith thing. Whoa, baby. There's a whole ball of wax for you. The thought of professing belief in something that so many people think is a crock scares me. It's not that I don't believe. It's that I worry, again (and yes, unnecessarily), about the whole judgment thing. I know, I've been on the other side lots of times. I've seen those "crazy Christians" and all the stuff they swallow hook, line and sinker. So professing my faith publicly might make people question my sanity.
Well, then... y'all go right ahead. Because, honestly, I am totally sane. And even though my fear of public exposure STILL might make me throw up, I am walking into the water on Sunday night with a clear head and a humble heart. Because I want to. Because I NEED to. Because Jesus is holding his hand out to me, asking me to dance with Him. I know that I could go on dancing alone or sitting on the sidelines and watching others dance, but that's not fully living. I want to be in the thick of it, because it is so darn blessedly beautiful.
I am already in the thick of it, whether I go underwater on Sunday or not. The baptism isn't what saves me, Jesus is. But Sunday's celebration will be my public acceptance of His dance card. It's me stepping out of my comfort zone and learning how to live with fear and judgment from others, and learning how to let go of that fear and judgment. Because, in the end, it's just me and Him.
When I first heard that this year's baptism is on Father's Day, I was kind of bummed. I hadn't mentioned even to Dan that I wanted to be baptized (because I thought even he might think I was off my rocker), and didn't plan on doing it this year. But as time went on and then Good Friday changed my heart, I realized I really really wanted to be baptized at our church. Every single time I watched one of the baptism videos at church, I cried. Heavy, heavy tears. (Go here to see one from 2005.) God tugged on my heart, and I finally told Dan about my desire. He fully supported me, and we started making plans. And now I realize how great it'll be to be baptized on Father's Day. It's a day for recommitment to my Father, and helps me realize the ways God is filling those holes in my life that were made when my family died.
So, now you know. And, of course, now you are free to judge. But now I'm going to step away and rest in my Father's arms. He is so good to me. So very good. Especially when I don't deserve it. I am humbled, and I am Loved.
Keep me in your prayers this weekend, and I'll be sure to post some photos after the big day!
"It was down with the old man, up with the new./Raised to walk in the way of light and truth./I didn't see no angels, just a few saints on the shore,/But I felt like a newborn baby cradled up in the arms of the Lord." Kenny Chesney, Baptism
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Sunday, June 14, 2009
Thursday, June 11, 2009
The story of her stolen photo is making national headlines. Here is the Yahoo coverage. It's been on the homepage of AOL, in local papers across the country, and also on CBS radio. She's going viral, y'all! Her website has already crashed once today. And to top it off, I just spoke with her and she's flying out tonight to be on the CBS Early Show in the morning. It's going to be on the USS Intrepid, and Lionel Richie is also performing. Ha! Can you believe it? So tune in and look for her and her family. My Tivo will be recording nonstop.
Have fun, Danielle!
- Remember the Golden Rule.
- Always tell the truth.
- Do your job. This means: make the bed, empty the dishwasher, clean the table, put laundry away, put toys away, get the mail, put groceries away, put the trash can away (outside)
- No fighting about hair, food or clothes.
- Be respectful. This means: don't hit, don't interrupt, use your manners, have a good attitude (don't whine or grump), forgive others.
If the rules are broken, punishment is:
- Time out.
- Go to your room.
- Lose marbles in your marble jar.
- Lose privileges: computer, pool, TV time.
- Take away a stuffed animal at bedtime.
- Write the broken rule on paper ten times.
Of course, the punishment isn't ALL of those things - just whatever the situation warrants. But I'm definitely going to be using #6 a lot! She already did it twice this week:
The honest truth is that Katie is a good kid. Really. She just backslides sometimes (don't we all?) and needs a little realignment to get back on track. I'm hoping we're navigating into happier territory with these family rules. Dan and I know she has a good head on her shoulders, a deep sense of right and wrong, and a caring heart. What more could we ask for?
The deeper I get in this parenting challenge, the more I realize the gravity of our responsibilities. It's our job to teach these little tyrants how to respect others, think for themselves, be kind and loving. Today I started thinking about my parents and that they did a pretty good job with me and my siblings. And then it hit me that because they did a good job, I was able to stand on my own at an earlier age than most others. My parents died prematurely, and I haven't had their advice or guidance to fall back on during these parenting challenges. I want to do as good of a job as them (maybe even better?!) so that one day my children can walk on without me. And that is how I will define my success.
Oh, and this too:
"I love you Mommy. I love you so much Mommy and Daddy. You are so creative. Good-bye Mommy and Daddy. Oh no I do not want to go away from you Mommy and Daddy."
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Monday, June 8, 2009
Of course I mean that in a complimentary way, as a comment on his looks. (Hi, hooney!) But he's also really hot, temperature-wise. His body temp must run a few degrees higher than mine. And it's never really been a problem. He usually humors me and lets me snuggle up against him at night. I think he rolls away from me once he knows I've fallen asleep. So, in general, we do just fine with it.
Except the past few months. With my Raynaud's Syndrome, I am freezing most of the time. Dan says I still feel hot to the touch, but I don't feel very warm inside. There are times he is so hot that he turns to me and exclaims, "Are you still cold?!" The answer is always, "Yes!" I survived winter with hot packs for my hands during the day and an electric blanket at night. And now that summer is here, I finally stopped using the electric blanket.
Until last night. Yep! An electric blanket in June!
Dan got an early Father's Day gift this past weekend. It's a personal air conditioner for our bedroom. (The best part is we got it for $25 on clearance! Marked down about 75%!) He set it up yesterday and closed the doors to our bedroom and let the room cool down before we went to bed. Once bedtime arrived, ooooo baby! It was brrrrrrr cold! And you should have seen the look of pure bliss on his face.
Being the thoughtful man he is, he had already pre-warmed the bed for me by turning on my electric blanket. What a guy!
So we snuggled into bed. Him on the refrigerator side, me on the oven side. And we met in the middle to overlap. Oh, the compromises we make in marriage! And yet, we both come out happy. Pure bliss.
Sunday, June 7, 2009
I've always wondered how people do that! I know there's a whole HTML side of blogworld that I just don't get, but I figured there was some silly button in the "create" window when I'm writing a new post. I could never find that button. There's one for small type and one for colored type. There's one for bold and one for italic, but you know I already have those down easily. Or I just use the Windows keyboard shortcut for those. But I could never find the freaking
I still think a button would be easier.
Friday, June 5, 2009
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Happy days: December 23, June 17, March 28, September 7, September 9, September 18, October 16, October 12, January 30, January 23, July 24.
EDIT: Here's a link to Brina's website, where you can read the story.
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
The problem is that the two numbers are rarely the same. Somehow, almost every single month, I manage to mess up my math or transpose two numbers and I end up with a mess. And it frustrates me to no end. It is one of the few things in my life that immediately makes me feel like a complete failure. I mean, I'm a college-educated, independent self-starter who can't make the math work. I curse myself under my breath and call myself an idiot. And vow to do better the next month.
That's why I'm procrastinating. Balancing my checkbook is a major confidence cutter and I just don't want to do that right now. And I wouldn't... except ANOTHER statement came in the mail. That means I'm two months behind now. Aaaagh! The math issues are going to be awful.
Oh, about the online argument? I have about 4 friends who are trying to convince me to balance online. I just can't wrap my brain around it. Yet. Give me time and I might get frustrated enough to finally join the 21st century!
Monday, June 1, 2009
It was an easy day because we had plans to throw Dan's parents a 40th anniversary party. It was at Dan's brother's house, so we wouldn't be home for me to even PLUG into anything. So I kind of cheated, I guess. In any case, I chronicled the day for you. It's kind of A Day in the Life of Elizabeth, but here it is!