It seems as though the headlines are just inundated these days with news stories about our struggling economy. Personally, I wonder why we, as a country are surprised.
The first time Cliff & I looked to buy a house, around 20 years ago, we were told we could get financed for up to 100,000. Today, this amount of money would hardly buy a small starter home but 20 years ago, you could buy a HUGE house with that kind of money. We were NOT making that much money. At the time, I thought it was crazy that we could get financed for that much more than we made. It didn't even seem to matter to the financing company whether or not we could make the payments or not. So, if we bought a house, already that much over our heads, we wouldn't have even considered the costs of maintaining a house. Repairs, insurance, and costs of heating and cooling a larger home. We would have NEVER made it. I'm just dumbfounded that we, as a country are just so surprised to find ourselved in debt. Didn't we realized that years of living on credit and beyond our means would eventually catch up with us??
In our home, we are working on changing our ways. With fuel costs going up, and food prices on the rise, we are having to make some lifestyle changes in an effort to keep our expenses down. We're cutting down fuel consumption, electricity, water, and thanks to some very educational blogs, I've been able to cut our grocery bill in half!
We're chipping away at it every day but here in our house, the economic news is not bad news. It's good. And every day here in bloggyland, I'm reading of families, just like us who are determined NOT to be another statistic but an exception to the doom and gloom economic forcast!!
Monday, March 31, 2008
Why Are We Surprised?
Sunday, March 30, 2008
A Musical Honor
When I was in the 5th grade, my parents bought a piano and came home with piano lesson books for all of us. My dad could play several instruments but piano and organ are his specialty. The plan was that my dad would give all of us lessons (including my mom!) We all did well for about a year or so. Then things must have gotten busy because the piano lessons got sporadic over the course of the next 2 years. I think my mom may have been the first to quit, followed by my brother and sister. I, however, stuck with it. I distinctly remember the summer I was in 8th grade, it seemed like all I did was play the piano. I've always been involved in music at church. I was the church pianist for years and sang with the choir and other groups. These days, I play the keyboard for our Sunday morning services.
When I had my children, I wanted music to be a part of their lives. Josh and Amy seemed to be naturally musically inclined. They loved to sing when they were little. Whenever we would drive somewhere we would sing away! Jacob's had to be developed. When it was his naptime, we would lie together in my bed and I would sing to him to try to develop a musical side to him. Sitting up near the front every time Josh sings at a concert or in a musical or at church is such a thrill for me. I feel the same way whenever Amy sings. Jacob & Emily are both in choirs at school and I'm at every concert.
I've said all that to say this. Occasionally, I get an opportunity to share music with my kids. Today was such an opportunity. Amy has a beautiful solo voice and sang a solo in church this morning. I had the distinct honor/pleasure of playing for her. As a mom, I don't know if I could have been much prouder of my beautiful daughter, using her beautiful voice for God's pleasure!!
Friday, March 28, 2008
New Design
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Life Change
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
New Blog Design
Monday, March 24, 2008
What's Important?
There's a man in our church whose name is Bill. Bill is one of the kindest, nicest man you'll ever meet. Late last summer, Bill was diagnosed with cancer of the bile duct, a rare cancer that affects primarily the liver and pancreas. Through the fall months, Bill was at Mayo Clinic, preparing for a liver transplant from his son, all the while, waiting for his insurance company to approve the surgery. Once approved, they opened him up for some pre-surgery exploration and found the cancer too far advanced. Bill was sent home and ended up in the hospital here in K.C. due to his organs not functioning properly. They did not think he'd live past Christmas. He did. Since leaving the hospital, Bill has been able to come to church twice, the last time being 3 weeks ago. You can see the effect this disease has had on his body but considering the severity of it and how much weight he has lost, he actually looked pretty good. Bill was able to come to church yesterday for Easter. I could not believe how much he had declined in 3 weeks. He was so frail. But he was so happy to be in church and his wife was so happy that they could come together.
I would venture to guess that some of the things that were important to Bill last summer maybe aren't so important anymore. Probably for his wife either. I would think that they have learned how to treasure each day that they have. Last night as I lay in bed and thought about this, I realized, you know, none of us is guaranteed a "later" or a "tomorrow." The time we have is right now!! Perhaps I need to re-evaluate what I deem important to me because maybe I need a serious priority shift because in the grand scheme of things, maybe some stuff I have near the top aren't really that important after all.
I've been reading, "How to Win With People" by John Maxwell, which has turned out to be an amazing, life-changing book for me. The chapter I just read is called, "The Approachability Principle." Just how approachable am I? I'd like to think, Yeah, I'm so open anyone can come and present me with bad news, a problem, etc. But I'm not as approachable as I'd like to think. How approachable am I with my family? That needs to change. After pondering this all day, I had to go apologize to my son. Yes, his attitude did need correcting but I could have handled it in a far better fashion. I want my son to know that he can come to me no matter what and we'll deal with it...together! I hugged him! And while I lay there and thought of Bill and family, I held my husband a little tighter.
I know this post is lengthy today. This stuff was on my mind all night. And by the way, the end of the story for Bill and for everyone else who is God's child is a story of hope and life. The miracle may not be that Bill is healed, (although he will be upheld in prayer until his last breath) the miracle may be passing from this life to the next into God's presence. Isn't that what we celebrated yesterday? A line from one of my favorite songs says, "Death has lost and life has won!!"
Take time TODAY to celebrate the people in your life!!
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Wrapping Up the Week
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
The rest of the story....
Easter 1972
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Celebrating Easter
For years I have associated Easter with being tired. We dyed eggs when we were kids and when I had children, we dyed eggs because that's what you're supposed to do. Every year I vowed I would not wait until Saturday to do it but one way or another, we'd end up trying to dye eggs at 9:00 on Saturday night. It wasn't much fun for anyone. We'd then get up so early, put on the new Easter outfits, go to church, go home, have the traditional ham at my mom's, catch a quick nap, and go back to church for the evening service. I was always so relieved when it was over because we'd be so exhausted. Now don't get me wrong, I'm not knocking any of this. The point I guess I'm trying to make is that for me, I was so "busy" that I lost sight of the real meaning of Easter.
The past couple of years, I have tried to simply our Easters so that we aren't so busy and so tired! I stopped dying eggs....they never got eaten anyway. I also stopped with Easter baskets...not really for spiritual reasons but because I didn't feel like the kids needed baskets full of candy. I chose instead, to purchase a new board game that we could play together after lunch. It worked so much better!!
Easter has become a tradition of faith and family. That's what we've built our lives around. I could not survive without my faith. It is God's grace that sustains me and it is His victory over death that gives me life and hope. I look forward to our celebration on Sunday beginning with worshiping with our church community. I look forward to enjoying the afternoon with my husband and my kids.
I wish for you and your family a very blessed Easter.
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Show & Tell
To tell his story, I have to give you a bit of background info. on my mom. She loves to celebrate. She can find so many reasons to celebrate or have a party. It's great because I'm not like that. She's the great motivation behind family parties and get-togethers. When I was a kid, we always had dinner together, without fail. So one evening, we all came to the table and there was a little wrapped gift at each place setting. It was a little exciting. My gift was this little dog. We didn't have much money so they weren't big expensive presents but they were enough to let us all know that she loved us and it set this night apart from all the others. How could she have ever known that this memory would stay with me and I'd still have this little dog??
I never felt "poor" when I was a kid. (Ok, once I really wanted these Barbie Fashion Plates and I whined around all day about it and my mom came home with them, but I digress). We were happy, content kids. We didn't have big TV's, stereo systems, computers weren't even around then, no cell phones, no VCR's or DVD's. We were happy to read and play. My mom was so good at playing board games and making special times out of the ordinary. And you know what? These are the things I remember. Times together. Special times made out of ordinary days.
Thanks for stopping by today. Kelli is hosting more Show & Tell fun over at No Place Like Home.
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Memory Album
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Four Things
2) Secretary
4) Gift Wrapper
2) The Fugitive w/Harrison Ford
2) Clearwater, FL
4) Baltimore, MD
2) Dancing with the Stars
3) Jon and Kate plus 8
4) 24
2) Nashville, TN
3] Atlanta, GA
2) Carol
3) Elizabeth
4) Scammers
2) Fried chicken salad at Longhorn's
3) A really good bacon cheeseburger
4) Cheesecake
3) at Jon's with my neice & nephew I don't knew well enough
4) at Bill's with my 2 red-headed nephews
Monday, March 10, 2008
Amy
Second-Hand Clothes
Sunday, March 9, 2008
A New Week
Thursday, March 6, 2008
30 Days - Day 30 Show & Tell
This little fabric-covered trunk sits on the floor next to my bed and houses these:
These are my journals. I started journaling in little diaries with locks (you know, the kind you'd find at Woolworth's for $1.00) I was in 5th grade and that earliest little diary still has a warning inside the cover for my brother & sister to STAY OUT!! They are so funny to read now. At first, they are all about our family life, traveling as a family, going to church (all the time!), and as I grew, they included my many crushes on members of the male population!
These journals, however, begin with this blue fabric-covered one in the front. It was a Christmas gift in 1983 from my sister. I was a senior in high school at the time. It's in this journal that I meet my future husband and chronicled some of our time dating. I have little pictures, poems, and notes all through the pages of this journal.
My current journal is the black one on the corner. It's also my favorite style. It's called a "Moleskine." They come in various styles. I started this one almost 2 years ago. This one holds thoughts, ideas, prayers, confessions and things learned through my time of Bible study. I've prayed for my children, family, and friends through the pages of this book. I've prayed for wisdom, guidence, and comfort in here also. It's a heartfelt reflection of my life.
It's funny because the books shown in the first picture chronicle 25 years of my life (Oh my gosh, I can't believe It's 25 YEARS!!!!!!!!!) They start 5 months before I met Cliff and travel through my life...engagement, planning a wedding, being a new wife, leaving home for the first time, 4 pregnancies, 4 babies, life as a young mom with young children, life as a mom with teenagers, life as a mom with grown children. As a younger woman, they were filled with hopes and dreams....of ideals and the way I hoped my life would be. I've read through them several times and I realized something...that when I was younger I lacked something very important. I don't know if I was ever content. I'm sure I was content with a new husband or a new baby...for a while. But I always seemed to be wanting more. As I conclude these 30 days, I've learned something about myself. I am CONTENT.
Maybe it's the fact that I'm no longer a 20-something with sky-high dreams but a middle-aged woman who has found a deep contentment and am very happy with my life. That doesn't mean that there isn't room for improvement. I've got lots of room for that. But if you were to peel everything away, I would have to say that at this point in my life. I am happy. I am content.
For more Show & Tell, please visit Kelli over at No Place Like Home.