Lookoutlady’s Marsh


Teach
November 13, 2008, 11:08 am
Filed under: God, Life

By May Sarton

“It is a mellow day, very gentle. The ash has lost its leaves and when I went out to get the mail and stopped to look up at it, I rejoiced to think that soon everything here will be honed down to structure. It is all a rich farewell now to leaves, to color. I think of the trees and how simply they let go, let fall the riches of a season, how without grief (it seems) they can let go and go deep into their roots for renewal and sleep. Eliot’s statement comes back to me these days:
“Teach us to care and not to care
Teach us to sit still.”
Does anything in nature despair except man? Imitate the trees. Learn to lose in order to recover, and remember that nothing stays the same for long, not even pain. Sit it out. Let it go.”

Source: Journal of a Solitude

The quote above was published on “Inward-Outward” blog that I  try to read each day.

We are entering winter on the east coast, northern hemisphere not just in terms of weather but also in our ecomony.  I heard something from my ex this morning I never anticipated hearing.  It had to do with debt and the desire not to be so much in debt.  That was one issue in the 20 years of marriage that we did not agree.  So to hear those words this morning was a, duh, what took you so long to understand that(I just thought that, did not say it).  I just smiled and agreed to pull the business inventory tighter so room could be freed in the warehouse for some of his inventory.  Discussed how one of the outside rooms could be converted into a showroom, thus eliminating a showroom where additional rent is being paid.  He like most of us are trying to get as tight as we can to survive this downturn.  Having been in business 24 years now, this is not the first downturn, but looks to be a much deeper way to the bottom.

As the quote above reminds, it is but a season and God is here!

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Laughter
October 20, 2008, 10:05 am
Filed under: Friends, God, grateful, Life

Many of us experience a sense of God in nature; in a beautiful sunset or in the sure and certain sunrise that pours over the ocean. There are entire novels and spiritual journeys written about finding God in the beauty of the world’s landscapes.
But most often, if we are paying attention, we experience God in the presence of another person. Perhaps the image of God will show itself to us in the kindness of a stranger who, seeing that we only have one or two items, lets us go ahead in the line at the grocery store. Sometimes we experience the divine when someone listens to us. Perhaps we will see the image of God in the person who calls us when we are feeling down. Or perhaps God is seen in the person who makes us laugh.

One of the first things to be noticed was the beautiful shock of white hair….the kind of white that we maturing females wish for…not the muddy gray that I’m growing.  The second was her shoulders fit under my arms and I’m average height.  The smile and twinkle in her eyes were what got you, from that point on  this was Sylvia.  A unique  and very special person, who became a part of the fabric of my life and lives of those in our chapter of ABWA, the church she attended, those at the coffee house she frequented and the children she served as an advocate.  Syl was quiet and would let shenanigans flow around her and when you least expected it out she would come with a one-liner that would send us into laughter.

 

“What I’m looking for is a blessing that’s not in disguise.” Kitty O’Neill Collins

 



Laughter
October 9, 2008, 9:40 am
Filed under: church, Friends, God, grateful, Life

fail owned pwned picturesYep, this has been my week.

We did have a good time at choir last night.  I sing tenor as do 2 other women and generally that is considered a “man’s” part.  The director of the choir will refer to the tenor and bass parts with a “ok, men now…”.  Last night we females used our music to hide the fact we had stuck mustaches under our noses.  The rest of the choir noticed our addition and were having a hard time singing, the director did not look up from the music sheet until about half way through, at which point we all dissolved into laughter.  I had tears of laughter in my eyes the rest of the way and when we had gone into the sanctuary to sing the song for Sunday, I messed up and sang send instead of tend in the “Here I Am Lord” arrangement, you know “I will tend the poor and lame.”  That so tickled the tenor next to me he could not get it back together to finish the song.

Thank you, Lord for laughter! 



Things go to s**t
October 7, 2008, 1:46 pm
Filed under: Family, God, home, Life

….”Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life…Give your entire attention to what God is doing right now, and don’t get worked up about what may or may not happen tomorrow. God will help you deal with whatever hard things come up when the time comes.”

 

It is only Tuesday and this week so far is chaos.  I really need to take the above to mind and soul.

My car is deader than a couch on a sandbar for 10 years.  It is now back in my garage and a new computer has been ordered…week to 10 days.  Thankfully I’m able to use Mother’s car.  This occurred yesterday morning as I was trying to head to work and since it was Monday by my parent’s house to drop of Knottie, since I had class.  Called HWB when car would not start and he was already gone, called Dad, he came and picked us up, dropped him and Knottie at his house taking Mom’s car to get to work.  Afternoon and Dad calls and tells me he took car to Sears for a new battery and when it was replaced all electrical thingys quit working, causing Sears guy to shrug and say “oops”.  Dad then took car to dealership and learned it was “probably” computer-none in stock, has to be ordered…$600 and another $200 to put it in.  MIGHT just fix problem.  It is now on order.  Another car not an option at this point, market down too much to cash out stock to pay for another car.

Headed for class leaving work at 6 pm, wreck on the 2-lane high rise bridge to next town…arrived at class at 7, the guy who runs the power point also stuck in same jam, so did not miss the media part of class.  Why is it that 1 hour spent sitting in your car not moving is so much longer than an hour spent with friends having a good time?

Will continue to use Mom’s car.  Have been waiting a month for the call that the 50 pounds of fresh shrimp I ordered were ready–know when the call comes?  Right, this morning.  Off I go to get the shrimp, which this year I paid more to have already headed.  Got them to put extra ice, so they can wait until after work to be portioned and packed for the freezer.  Fresh caught shrimp for supper tonight.  Best taste ever!

Dad has to go in for ultrasound and x-rays tomorrow, which is another added to this short week.  Praying that all is well and no leaking around the graft.  I can usually not let things get to me, but this has been a bit much.  Mom stresses quickly and she is getting so frail that it is not good for her.  I hate that I have added to her plate.  I think I’ll borrow some of HWS’s and RJ’s bibs for us.



More is falling than the leaves
September 22, 2008, 3:37 pm
Filed under: God, granddaughter, grandson, Life

What an early fall, especially since today is the first day.  Markets have been in free tumble, confidence in leaders spinning, and for me neither party’s candidates seem to have solutions(lots of verbiage).

What I am delighting in are my grandchildren.  HWS and RJ are doing what children do best, enjoying the moment and when I am with them that is what I do—hugs, kisses, smiles and coos, just melt my heart and I feel all is right with the world.

Started the 30 week “Christian Believer” last Monday.  The readings for this week were on beliefs, where, what, how and why (good journalist questions) we believe.  I must have read the Thomas Aquinas excert at least 4 times and I stll doubt I understand it.

“All your love, your stretching out,
your hope, your thirst,
God is creating in you so that God may fill you. . . .
God is on the inside of the longing.”
~~Maria Boulding
Saw this on another blog and that summed up what I gleaned from this week’s readings.

Now that the busy time is over at work, hope to post more frequently to this blog.  Maybe I need to go back to the gratefuls.

My dog, Knottie, comes to work with me each day(since it is my business, I can do this) but with the cost of gas can not justify going home 10 miles then back over the same road 20 miles to get to class, so on Monday’s I leave him with my parents and pick him up around 9 pm on my way home.  I miss him and the customers miss him.



What is…
May 22, 2008, 3:05 pm
Filed under: Family, God, grandson, grateful, Life

Noticing What Is
Eugene Peterson
“We wake up each morning to a world we did not make. How did it get here? How did we get here? We open our eyes and see that ‘old bowling ball the sun’ careen over the horizon. We wiggle our toes. A mockingbird takes off and improvises on themes set down by robins, vireos, and wrens, and we marvel at the intricacies…. There is so much here–around, above, below, inside, outside. Even with the help of poets and scientists we can account for very little of it. We notice this, then that…. Before long we are looking out through telescopes and down into microscopes, curious, fascinated by this endless proliferation of sheer Is-ness–color and shape and texture and sound.

After awhile we get used to it and quit noticing. We get narrowed down into something small and constricting. Somewhere along the way this exponential expansion of awareness, this wide-eyed looking around, this sheer untaught delight in what is here, reverses itself: the world contracts; we are reduced to a life of routine through which we sleepwalk. But not for long. Something always shows up to jar us awake.”
from Christ Plays in Ten Thousand Places

I read this a couple of days ago and thought about the blessing that an 18 month grandson (HWS) provides in opening our eyes to all that is around us–from the dust bunnies under the bed to the bark of the woodpecker tree.

 



Friday 5
May 2, 2008, 3:19 pm
Filed under: blogging, God, Life

From RevGalBlogPals:

Prayer is a joy to some of us, and a chore to others, waiting likewise can be filled with anticipation or anxiety….

So how do you wait and pray?

1. How do you pray best, alone or with others?  both, but more alone as in past 5 years have been practicing contemplative prayer for 20 minutes each day and even though that is done in silence, when done with others is very meaningful

2. Do you enjoy the discipline of waiting, is it a time of anticipation or anxiety?  don’t like waiting, but it is a fact of this life–so since I’m pretty layed back wait with anticipation.

3. Is there a time when you have waited upon God for a specific promise?  As of March 21, my son, DIL and I have been waiting for the birth of a healthy grand daughter, there were countless prayers for this healthy birth not just by us but lots others.  Praise God it was answered with a very robust baby girl.

4. Do you prefer stillness or action?  depends on what the situation is–most of the time I prefer to be doing something, not twiddling my thumbs.

5. If ( and this is slightly tongue in cheek) you were promised one gift spiritual or otherwise what would you choose to recieve?  peace and joy