Booking Through Thursday: Monogamy

btt2.jpg The Booking Through Thursday topic for this week is:

One book at a time? Or more than one? If more, are they different types/genres? Or similar?
(We’re talking recreational reading, here—books for work or school don’t really count since they’re not optional.)

Quite often I’m reading through a couple of books at a time — one in each bathroom. 😳 🙂

If I am reading a non-fiction book, I almost always have a fiction book on hand, too. It takes a different mindset to read non-fiction and it’s not something I read to relax like I do with fiction.

If I am reading a classic I often have a lighter work of fiction on hand as well.

I’m almost always in the midst of some Christian fiction book.

Sometimes I’ll also make my way through a third book if I am incorporating one into my daily quiet time of Bible reading and prayer.

Happy Birthday, Jeremy!

Jeremy turns 23 today!

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Happy Birthday to my firstborn!

 

And thou…my son, know thou the God of thy father, and serve him with a perfect heart and with a willing mind…
I Chronicles 28:9a

Cause me to hear thy lovingkindness in the morning; for in thee do I trust: cause me to know the way wherein I should walk; for I lift up my soul unto thee.
Psalm 143:8

Works-For-Me Wednesday: Medicine Bag

wfmwheader_4.jpgWhen we travel by air or car, we always pack toiletries and medicines in an overnight case. But with either means of transportation, that case isn’t always easy to get to. So on one trip, I put some tablets of the most-often used medicines (for us, ibuprofen, Tums, Lact-aid, Claritin, Pepto-Bismol caplets, and a few more) in snack-sized resealable plastic bags, and then put all of those into a sandwich sized bag and put it in my purse for easy access. I ended up never taking it out. It was so handy to have certain medicines available right at hand when needed.

You could probably combine some in the same bag if they aren’t powdery. If, like us, you buy a lot of generics, you might want to label each bag with a label-maker (or even masking tape or blank address label — whatever you have on hand) because the generics are sometimes harder to recognize.

If you wanted it to look nicer, you could put it in a cosmetic bag.

If you only use a few medicines regularly, you could put some of each in one of those plastic day-of-the-week pill sorters.

Another quick tip: if you fly, you probably want to keep prescription medicines with you rather than in your checked luggage in case your suitcase ends up taking a different route. 🙂

As always, you can find a wealth of great tips and add you own at the site of our WFMW hostess, Shannon at Rocks In My Dryer.

Bathroom renovation

Tackle It Tuesday Meme

This isn’t my tackle — my husband and oldest and youngest sons have done all the work. I’ve just been a consultant and encourager. 🙂

We’ve been needing to redo our shower for a long time. The tiles kept coming a little loose, though my husband had reapplied grout several times, and water had gotten behind the tiles enough to warp the shower walls. This close-up shows it a little bit.

Tile coming apart

I really don’t like tile anyway. We constantly have to battle mildew in this bathroom, and it tended to settle in the grout easily. Plus I didn’t like the color of the tile here. We wouldn’t have redone it just for those reasons, but I was glad to have the opportunity to change it.

So here’s the “before” picture:

Removing the old tiles:

Shower redo

Yuck!

I didn’t take a picture of the most disheartening part. After getting the tile off, Jim saw the sheetrock behind it was water-damaged and needing to be removed, but he was expecting that. But the insulation behind that was wet and a couple of joists were rotted. It looked really awful at that point. Thankfully Jim know how to take care of those things. This is the end of Day 1:

End of Day 1

This was the debris taken from the bathroom: old tile, wet insulation, etc. They took all of this to the dump.

Debris

The next day they began putting the shower surround in.

Applying glue and shower surround

This is the end of stage 1, the shower ready to use:

Shower-ready

I like it!!

As you can tell, the wall above it isn’t finished. The shower surround is shorter and not as deep as the tiled shower was. We talked about trying to patch up the wallpaper but decided to remove it instead. That room gets so humid, even with a fan, and some corners and seams were peeling anyway. That’s what the boys are working on this week while Jim is at work.

Wallpaper removal

I need to go look at paint colors and maybe a border or stencil this week. We’re hoping to have it all done before out of town company comes a week from today. 🙂

This is in the category of “You don’t get everything you want while renovating” — unless you have a lot of time and money — or the Extreme Makeover: Home Improvement people are doing your renovations.

Old faucet

We had wanted to replace the old faucet. It was still functional, but it was chipped and pockmarked. But when Jim took it off and took it to Home Depot to compare, there were no other faucets with the configuration in the back that was the same. Jim felt he didn’t know enough about plumbing to cut and redo the piping, and to call a plumber in would have added a lot more cost and time. He had already taken off a couple of days to work on this, so he’d lose that window of time if we had to bring a plumber in, and we had to get the faucet figured out before we could do anything else. So we decided to keep this one. He filled in the holes and tried to paint the chipped panel with chrome paint, but he said it looked worse, so he took it off. He was able to take the knob apart and clean it thoroughly — some mildew had gotten in where it couldn’t be reached — so it looks much better now. We might get a little soap dish to cover up the chipped part, even though we don’t really use that shelf for soap.

We were without use of the shower for two days. The first day, the boys just went without, Jim washed his hair in the kitchen sink, and I washed my hair there, too, and had a little “sponge bath” in the bathroom. The next day was Sunday, and of course, we were wanting to shower before going to church. Jim had “points” for a certain hotel (kind of like frequent flyer miles, accumulated during business trips), so we rented a room for the night, and Jim and I took showers then. The boys went swimming in the hotel pool for a bit. Jim and I like our own bed, so we came home to sleep, but let the boys have the adventure of staying in the hotel overnight. They had showers the next morning and we joined them for the hotel breakfast, so it was a nice little treat. I was so glad for a real shower after just one day of missing one. I remembered one of our missionary friends to a primitive jungle area talking about the only place for bathing being the river, and, since the people were so curious about everything they did, they came out to the river with them (along with watching them eat and almost every other aspect of their lives). So they kept their clothes on and soaped up underneath. 🙂 I’m sure after a while they probably rigged up something, and the people got more used to them and didn’t watch every move. But remembering that did make me appreciate how easily we can get clean in this country.

By next week I hope to have pictures of the finished room!

It’s the little things

Sometimes it seems easier to trust the Lord for the big trials of life rather than the little things.

When a major crisis comes my way, I realize it’s too big for me. I’m acutely aware of my need for God’s grace and strength. I feel myself sinking, like Peter, and cry out for help almost instinctively.

But when I encounter some smaller provocation — when someone interrupts what I am doing; when I’m trying to wrap up computer time or I’m just logging in for something real quick and my computer decides to run extremely slowly or “time out” on the connections I am trying to make; when I am running late to an appointment and hit every red light along the way; when another driver cuts me off; when I am in a hurry at the grocery store and find the shortest check-out line only to have the customer in front of me encounter some time-consuming problem; when I give dinner a quick stir and slosh red sauce over the side of the pan and onto the stove, the floor, and/or myself — then too often I react with simmering impatience, carnal anger, unloving harshness.

Amy Carmichael once wrote:

The hardest thing is to keep cheerful (and loving) under little things that come from uncongenial surroundings, the very insignificance of which adds to their power to annoy, because they must be wrestled with, and overcome, as in the case of larger hurts. Some disagreeable habit in one to whom we may owe respect and duty, and which is a constant irritation or our sense of the fitness of things, may demand of us a greater moral force to keep the spirit serene than an absolute wrong committed against us. (1)

“Well, I was provoked.”

Love…is not easily provoked. I Corinthians 13:5

“I’m only human.”

Yes. That’s the problem, not an excuse. With the exception of One, all humans have a sinful nature. Our natural reaction is likely to be a selfish one. As Christians we’re called to have a supernatural reaction.

But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, longsuffering, gentleness, goodness, faith, meekness, temperance. Galatians 5:22-23.

Even on the highway or in a check-out line.

Thank God there is forgiveness with Him, His mercies are new every morning, and if we confess our sin, He is faithful and just to forgive us our sin and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness(I John 1:9).

But how can I get the victory over wrong reactions to little provocations and react in a right manner the next time?

  • I think first of all by not excusing it, but recognizing it as sin and confessing it to Him.
  • Plus I think a careful evaluation of using my time better is a good practical solution to some situations, such as stopping whatever I am doing soon enough to leave early enough for an appointment so that a few red lights (which really don’t last as long as they seem to) will not cause me to be late (or agitated).
  • Then relinquishing control of my life and time and schedule into the Lord’s hands will help me to handle interruptions better. Have you ever studied the life of Christ with an eye toward how much He was interrupted? It’s enlightening. Even when He was interrupted during prayer or on his way to perform a miracle, He never reacted harshly or impatiently.
  • I need to relinquish the “I” factor as well. Some of the agitation I experience is simply my thwarted desire for things to go my way. I mentioned in an earlier post that another of Amy Carmichael’s experiences that helped me was when she felt the “I” “rising hotly” in her toward one who was unfair and dominating, and she realized that that moment was a chance to die to self. “See in this which seems to stir up all you most wish were not stirred up — see in it a chance to die to self in every form. Accept it as just that – a chance to die.”
  • Remembering that my testimony before others is at stake helps as well. “That ye may be blameless and harmless, the sons of God, without rebuke, in the midst of a crooked and perverse nation, among whom ye shine as lights in the world” (Philippians 2:25). I sometimes think of Satan standing before God and accusing that Job only served God because God blessed him, but let Satan take away Job’s blessings, and he would curse God. I envision him saying of me, “Yes, she acts like a nice Christian at church, but let me trip her up here and there and see how she reacts.” We not only forget that we are a testimony to others in our homes and at check-out lines, but we forget that our testimonies are as far-reaching as heaven. Rosalind Goforth was a missionary wife to China during years in which the Chinese were quite suspicious of and disdainful toward “foreign devils.” To try to alleviate those feelings and establish relationships with the Chinese, the Goforths would allow crowds of the curious into their home to look around and to talk with them. This resulted in some agitation and disruption as well as theft of some of their belongings, but over all they felt it was worth it. Of one particular day, Rosalind writes:

The day had been an unusually strenuous one, and I was really very tired. Toward evening, a crowd of women burst through the living room door and came trooping in before I had time to meet them outside. One woman set herself out to make things unpleasant. She was rough and repulsive and– well, just indescribably filthy. I paid no attention to her except to treat her as courteously as the rest. But when she put both hands to her nose, saying loudly, “Oh, these foreign devils, the smell of their home is unbearable!”, my temper rose in a flash and, turning on her with anger, I said, “How dare you speak like that? Leave the room!” The crowd, sensing a “storm,” fled. I heard one say, “That foreign devil woman has a temper just like ours!”

Now, I had not noticed that the door of my husband’s study was ajar, not did I know that he was inside, until, as the last woman disappeared, the door opened and he came forward, looking solemn and stern. “Rose, how could you so forget yourself?” he said. “Do you realize that just one such incident may undo months of self-sacrificing, loving service?”

“But Jonathan” I returned, “you don’t know how she — ”

But he interrupted. “Yes, I do; I heard all. You certainly had reason to be annoyed; but were you justified, with all that is hanging in the balance and God’s grace to keep you patient?”

As he turned to re-enter his study, he said, “All I can say is I am disappointed!

Oh, how that last word cut me! I deserved it, yes, but, oh, I did so want to reach up to the high ideals he had. A tempestuous time followed alone in our inner room with my Lord. as I look back now, it was all just one farther step up the rocky hillside of life — just climbing! (2)

  • The verses mentioned above in Galatians 5 say that gentleness, long-suffering, self-control, etc., are all a part of the fruit of the Spirit. Maintaining time in the Word so He can speak to me through it, yielding to His control throughout the day, memorizing verses in the areas I am having trouble with, sending out a quick prayer for help when I feel that agitation and frustration building up will all help in gaining the victory.

Let us therefore come boldly unto the throne of grace, that we may obtain mercy, and find grace to help in time of need. Hebrews 4:16.

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(1) Houghton, Frank. Amy Carmichael of Dohnavur. (Fort Washington, PA: Christian Literature Crusade, 1983), 86-87.

(2) Goforth, Rosalind. Climbing. (USA: Bethel Publishing), 45-46.

Family Preserves

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A few years ago when our church was putting together a cookbook, one lady submitted these two “recipes.” I thought they were cute but also had a good bit of truth to them. I don’t know how old they are or where they originally came from. I have seen variations on the first one.

How To Preserve a Husband

Be careful in your selection. Do not choose too young, and take only such varieties as have been reared in a good moral atmosphere. When once decided upon and selected, let that part remain forever settled and give your entire thought to preparation for domestic use.

Some insist on keeping them in a pickle, while others are constantly getting them into hot water. Even poor varieties may be made sweet, tender, and good by garnishing them with patience, well sweetened with smiles, and flavored with kisses. Then wrap well in a mantle of charity. Keep warm with a steady fire of domestic devotion and serve with fruits of constant devotion and milk of human kindness. When thus prepared, they will keep for years.

Preserved Children

Take 1 large field, half a dozen children, 2 or 3 small dogs, a pinch of brook and some pebbles. Mix together; put them in the field, stirring constantly. Pour the brook over the pebbles; sprinkle the field with flowers; spread over all, a deep blue sky and bake in the sun. When brown, set away to cool in the bathtub.

(Graphic courtesy of the Graphic Garden)

Chicken teriyaki

When I posted about my latest cooking fiasco, my friend Carol asked for the recipe — the correct one, not my altered version. 🙂 I am glad to oblige.

This comes from a 1979 Betty Crocker cookbook and is originally for beef teriyaki.  It called for 1 1/2 lbs. beef boneless top loin or sirloin steak, but I used this recipe a lot for cubed steak when I found it on sale. Then one day I decided to try it with chicken, and my husband liked it a lot better with chicken than steak. I like it with either.

The measurements for the sauce here are twice what they are in the book because we like some of the sauce over the rice. I like to use chicken tenderloin for this. I have made this for Sunday dinner before, leaving the meat in the refrigerator to marinate, even though it is more than the required hour. I like it that way, but Jim feels the flavor is too strong. I have also made it without letting it marinate — Jim likes it better that way. Probably the one hour time recommended is best, but you can experiment and see what you like.

Chicken Teriyaki 

1 1/2 to 2 lbs. or so of boneless, skinless chicken
1/2 cup soy sauce
1/2 cup vegetable oil
2 teaspoons sugar
1 teaspoon ginger
1 teaspoon garlic powder (original recipe calls for 1 clove garlic, crushed)
2 tablespoons cornstarch
Rice

Cut chicken into 1/8 inch or so slices (easiest done when it is still partially frozen). Mix soy sauce, oil, sugar, ginger, and garlic. Stir in chicken, coating each slice thoroughly. Cover and refrigerate 1 hour.

The original recipe says to drain the marinade from the chicken, but I usually just pour it all into a skillet. Cook and stir frequently over medium heat until chicken is done.

Then the original recipe says to add water to the reserved marinade to mix the cornstarch into, but since my marinade is already in the pan, I just take a small cup with a little water and stir in the cornstarch. Pour the cornstarch and water mixture gradually into the chicken. Heat to boiling, stirring constantly; reduce heat. Simmer uncovered about 5 minutes until sauce thickens to desired consistency. Serve over hot cooked rice.

Saturday Photo Scavenger Hunt: Row


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I took Jesse with me downtown to try to get a picture of these statues of children in a row with hands over hearts before the flag. It was a little too late in the evening, though, and too dark. I might try to go back tomorrow and get a better picture in the daylight.

Statues of kids saying pledge of allegiance

But we also saw this row of fountains in front of a building and thought they were pretty…

Fountains

And a row of flags…

Flags

And a row of trees in the median.

Trees in median

This row of tiles is the project all the guys are working on for the weekend —

Working on tearing them out row by row and replacing it all with a shower surround…

Shower redo

Because too many of the tiles are doing this even after repeated regroutings.
Tile coming apart
Because of this kind of thing, the sheetrock and insulation were wet, too. It’s been a messy job for them!! I hope to post a nice “after” photo tomorrow or next week.

By the way, Jesse (age 13) took the pictures of the statues and flags. Often I use pictures I have on hand for the Photo Hunt, but it was fun to drive around and look for things that fit the theme this time. He was even thinking about starting a blog so he could post pictures of his own. 🙂

Show and Tell Friday: Boyd’s Bear figurines

show-and-tell.jpg Kelli at There’s No Place Like Home hosts “Show and Tell Friday” asking “Do you have a something special to share with us? It could be a trinket from grade school, a piece of jewelry, an antique find. Your show and tell can be old or new. Use your imagination and dig through those old boxes in your closet if you have to! Feel free to share pictures and if there’s a story behind your special something, that’s even better! If you would like to join in, all you have to do is post your “Show and Tell” on your blog, copy the post link, come over here and add it to Mr. Linky. Guidelines are here.“

I used to like all kinds of bears, and then I discovered Boyd’s Bear figurines. I love them! They’re so cute and so detailed. Through the years my family, mainly my mom and my husband, have given me various ones. Some of my favorites are the ones that reflect my interests or what’s going in my life.

I have several “couples,” most given to me by my husband. This one is special because he gave it to me on our last anniversary because we had gotten engaged while sitting on a log in a state park.

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This is where we’re headed. 🙂

Boyd's Bear couple

Here are a couple of the “Mom” ones.

Boyd's Bear moms

This reflects my love of reading…

Boyd's Bear book lover

…and chocolate. 🙂 And hearts.

Boyd's Bear chocolate lover

This is a Boyd’s Bear Collector.

Boyd's Bear Collector

I love Irish folk music, and this bear is holding sheet music for “The Last Rose of Summer.”

Boyd's Bear singer

My mom gave me this one when we were home schooling several years ago. This was one of my first Boyd’s Bears.

Teacher

I love these gals “just because.”

Boyd's Bear ladies

Cooking is, of course, one of my major duties.

Boyd's Bear cook

This is a little sewing basket. I used to do a lot more sewing.

Boyd's Bear sewing basket

Finally I want to show you the little curio cabinets where most of these stay (though I have several throughout the house.) These were just little cheapie ones at Wal-Mart, and we discovered when we got them home and put together that they weren’t deep enough for many of the figurines. So my husband took apart the back and added about an inch of wood all around the back and added a mirror because the bears really weren’t showing up well amidst all the brown. Isn’t he talented?

My curio cabinets