Friday’s Fave Five

Welcome to Friday’s Fave Five, hosted by Susanne at Living to Tell the Story, in which we can share five of our favorite things from the last week,  wonderful exercise in looking for and appreciating the good things God blesses us with. Click on the button to learn more, then go to Susanne’s to read others’ faves and link up your own.

Wow, it’s hard to believe January is almost over. Here are some of my favorite parts of last week:

1. Mom’s day out. I had some gift cards for Michael’s, which is too far away from us for a casual stop in, so I finally had a day where I could plan to go to there and JoAnn’s, which is nearby. Just down from JoAnne’s is Tuesday Morning, and I had time for a stop in there, too. Found some good deals, had lunch on the go at Chick Fil-A, and then my husband took me out for Mexican food that evening. A fun day overall!

2. Surprise discoveries. While tucking my gift cards away in my purse, I discovered a forgotten JoAnn’s gift card and $20 in an envelope from my last birthday. Sweet! I didn’t think the gift card had much left on it, but after I made my purchase the clerk told me there was still $12 left.

3. Antibiotics and healing. This week I’ve been recovering from what was a worrisome infection. A former pastor used to say God heals “with medicine, without medicine, and sometimes in spite of medicine.” 🙂 I’m so glad for these tools He has allowed men to discover.

4. Kids pitching in. My son and daughter-in-law made some delicious lasagna for us last Sunday, and my youngest son cooked his first meal ever last Monday, and all of them loaded the dishwasher afterward. Jesse ran to the store for some essentials for me, the first time since he started driving that I asked him to do that. He even brought me back some M&Ms.:)

5. A new quilt. I had been looking for one for a long time. The bedspread we had was deteriorating. I wanted something with pink, blue, and green, and kept finding various combinations of those colors but nothing with all three. Finally I stumbled upon this at Tuesday Morning:

It’s still not exactly the shades I was looking for, but it is closer than anything else I’ve seen, and it was inexpensive enough that if I find something I like a lot better, I won’t have any problem storing this for company use.

Bonus: My son Jason, who has been unemployed since Thanksgiving week, starts a new job Monday!

Despite recuperating, it’s been a pretty good week. I could add that receiving a few notes, e-mails, and Facebook posts that people were praying for me was a blessing, too.

Foot update

I mentioned Monday that I had developed cellulitis on one foot and asked for prayer. Thanks so much for praying. It’s finally getting better.

I had bought some new “every-day” shoes and had worn them for a few days to make sure they were okay before throwing the old coming-apart ones away. I was out of the house most of Friday, and I can’t remember whether the little worn spot on my foot was there before that or came up afterward. I applied my trusty Bactine and Neosporin. But Saturday morning I noticed about a 3″ red patch around the sore. I’d had cellultis a couple of times before, so I was concerned, but wasn’t sure if this was cellulitis or just a minor infection. I battled off and on with myself about going to Urgent Care (our doctors offices being closed on the weekends), but it didn’t seem to be getting worse. So I figured it was ok.

Jim and Jesse were away for a function that evening, and I was at my desk with my foot elevated on a little footstool under the desk. Some time during the evening when I pulled away from the desk, I was alarmed to see that the redness had grown in area and intensity and the top of my foot was puffy. “This isn’t good,” I thought. If you’ve ever heard the term “angry red,” that was the redness on my foot. When Jim got home I was still uncertain about going in — we’d have to go to the ER now since urgent care was closed — but it had spread so quickly I was afraid to wait any longer.

I don’t have full feeling in my foot since having transverse myelitis. In fact, for many years I didn’t feel pain or cold at all on my right lower leg — it’s only been in the last couple of years that I’ve begun to feel any discomfort there. That’s nice in many ways, but pain is an indicator that something’s wrong and a help to doctors in making a diagnosis, so lack of pain can be a problem. This felt uncomfortable but didn’t really hurt except for when I first got up after lying down.

But the doctor diagnosed cellultis and prescribed antibiotics. I’m allergic to both penicillin and sulfa, so that complicates things a little, but they did have an antibiotic that would work for me. I was told to rest for a few days, keep my foot elevated, and come back if it got worse or if I developed fever or nausea.

So Sunday I stayed home from church and basically took it very easy, and most of the week I’ve stayed home and kept my foot up as much as possible. Sunday Jason and Mittu came over and made dinner, and Monday I coached Jesse through his first meal. He had said he wanted to learn how to cook, so I figured this was a good time to start. 🙂

I think he did a good job!

Our pastor’s wife offered to bring a meal Tuesday, but she lives 45 minutes away. I just hated for her to make that drive here and back. Plus we have several in church with greater need. So I’ve been handling simple meals and dishes since then, but little else around the house, and I’ve been keeping my foot up throughout the day.

The first day or two it didn’t seem better: in fact, it actually looked worse the second day. Then for a day or two it seemed to look better some times but the same other times. Yesterday was the first day it clearly looked much better and I could tell it wasn’t my imagination. I’m not sure how long I am supposed to keep my foot elevated, but I figure as long as there is more than a little redness, I’d better.

It’s funny that many times we’d love for someone to tell us to rest and stay off our feet, but then when we have to, we want to get up and bustle around. 🙂 I see things I need to do every time I get up and walk around. I’ve taken a little swipe at some things when I’ve been up, but I’m pretty sure by this weekend I’ll be able to get back at it. Maybe even tomorrow.

I’ve enjoyed not having to go anywhere. I could all too easily become a hermit. I sent Jesse to the store for the first time with just a short list of essentials, but I’m hoping to make a trip to the store in the next day or two.

Other than concern over my foot, it’s been a pretty pleasant week. I’ve napped a bit, read a bit, spent a good bit of time at the computer, worked on my Cooking For Two recipe book I mentioned last week. I had set up the notebook and separated out the recipes then, and this week I’ve been gluing them on pages and placing them in page protectors. I’m not getting real decorative or else it would take that much longer, but I did print out major page headings  (“Chicken,” “Beef,” “Cookies,” “Cakes,” etc.) with a bit of clip art while listening to my audiobook (and keeping my foot on the footstool!) But I think my little respite is just about over.

So…that’s probably much more than you ever wanted to know. But thanks so much for your prayers! I sincerely appreciate them.

Happy Birthday, Robert Burns

I saw on Facebook that today was Robert Burns‘ birthday. Two of my ten favorite poems are his.

Scotland’s most well-known poet, Burns is a mixture of qualities. He had a pretty horrid personal life. He wrote rowdy drinking songs. I’d probably disagree with many of his views.

But he did have a tender, thoughtful heart and a unique way of expressing sentiment. One of my favorites of his poems is “To a Mouse,” where he laments accidentally upsetting the mouse’s home (the famous line, “The best laid schemes o’ Mice an’ Men, Gang aft agley,” or “oft awry” come from this poem). “A Red, Red Rose” is one of the most romantic poems/songs ever. “O Wert Thou in the Cauld Blast” speaks of sheltering someone else. “To a Louse” takes the irony of seeing one on a fine lady’s bonnet at church and makes the parallel, “O wad some Power the giftie gie us To see oursels as ithers see us.”

And somewhere along the way he been at least exposed to a godly family. In The Cotter’s Saturday Night he contrasts their simple faith and integrity with that of hypocritical religion, as shown in this excerpt:

Then, kneeling down to Heaven’s Eternal King,
The saint, the father, and the husband prays:
Hope “springs exulting on triumphant wing,”
That thus they all shall meet in future days,
There, ever bask in uncreated rays,
No more to sigh, or shed the bitter tear,
Together hymning their Creator’s praise,
In such society, yet still more dear;
While circling Time moves round in an eternal sphere

Compar’d with this, how poor Religion’s pride,
In all the pomp of method, and of art;
When men display to congregations wide
Devotion’s ev’ry grace, except the heart!
The Power, incens’d, the pageant will desert,
The pompous strain, the sacerdotal stole;
But haply, in some cottage far apart,
May hear, well-pleas’d, the language of the soul;
And in His Book of Life the inmates poor enroll.

I did read in some forgotten source a brother’s quote that he did not know what family Robert had in mind in this poem, but it certainly wasn’t theirs.

His great talent doesn’t excuse his sins. But sometimes we need to be reminded that a person is more than his sins: there’s more to a drunk than just his drunkenness or to a philanderer than his licentious ways. There’s a soul in there that Christ died for and wants to redeem. I don’t know how much Robert knew of the gospel and whether he believed it for himself: sadly, there is little evidence that he did. But for the people we encounter in these days, we can avoid writing them off for the negative we see and seek God’s wisdom to reach the inner person.

In celebration of Burns’ birthday, here is a reading of “To a Mouse” in the Scottish dialect. There is a more anglicized (and therefore more understandable to us) version here. A neat verse-by-verse analysis of the poem is here.

And here is Red, Red Rose set to music in a lovely arrangement by the King’s Singers:

Book Review: Rainbow Valley

The title of Rainbow Valley by L. M. Montgomery is taken from an area where the Blythe children play which they named. In this seventh of LMM’s Anne series, the action picks up just after the place where it left off in Anne of Ingleside. Anne’s four older children are joined in the valley by four new children from the manse. The Presbyterian church has got a new minister, but they hadn’t known beforehand that he was a widower. He in an excellent preacher, but is a bit absent-minded, easily lost in his thoughts or a good book to the point of forgetting to keep tabs on his children. That causes a series of scrapes and misunderstandings, mostly comical though some are scandalous to the town and especially the congregation.

It’s an interesting story in itself, but, for being in the Anne series, there is very little of Anne in it and even less of Gilbert. Anne seems to be the voice of reason and balance, seeing the humor in the various situations that come up and defending the children. Anne’s children are best friends with the manse children and interact with them often through the book, but still the focus seems to be on the latter. I’m curious as to why Montgomery focused on the manse family in this book — whether the Blythe children were not likely to get into some of the situations the manse children were, or whether perhaps as a pastor’s wife she wanted to shed a bit of light on how a pastor’s family, particularly the children, can feel with the watching eyes of the church and community on them and how the most innocent of actions can be blown into a major scandal by gossip and a lack of charitableness. If any of you have read of the background behind this one, I’d love to hear it.

I thought Rosemary West’s story was very sad and sweet, and I loved the glimpses into Mr. Meredith’s (the pastor’s) thinking and struggles when he was “awake,” as one of the children’s friend’s called it when he was focused. There’s foreshadowing of the coming war. I’ve read this series before, but I can’t remember which of Anne’s sons goes off to war in the next book (don’t tell me — I want to find out in the book). I wonder whether there will be any romances between the Blythe children and the manse children as they grow up (if so, perhaps that’s another reason for the focus on the manse children here.)

I’d have to say this isn’t my favorite of the Anne series, but it is still very good.

L. M. Montgomery Reading Challenge

 

 

 

 

 

(This review will also be linked to Semicolon‘s Saturday Review of Books.)

What’s On Your Nightstand: January 2012

What's On Your NightstandThe folks at 5 Minutes For Books host What’s On Your Nightstand? the fourth Tuesday of each month in which we can share about the books we have been reading and/or plan to read.

Wow — I totally forgot about this until I saw it pop up on others’ blogs!

But here is what I finished since last time:

Let Every Heart Prepare Him Room by Nancy Guthrie, read with Jesse. I had read it privately last year.

Belonging by Robin Lee Hatcher, reviewed here.

Serenity by Harry Kraus, M. D., reviewed here.

Anne’s House of Dreams by L. M. Montgomery, reviewed here.

Anne of Ingleside, reviewed here.

I’m currently reading:

Practical Happiness: A Young Man’s Guide to a Contented Life by Bob Schultz, with my youngest son, Jesse.

Rainbow Valley by L. M. Montgomery.

I’m currently listening to:

The Help by Kathryn Stockett. I’m loving the story, but I’m dismayed by a smattering of bad language in it, particularly taking the Lord’s name in vain. 😦  I didn’t think about that when I got it, but I should have.

Up next:

I’d really like to read Rilla of Ingleside by L. M. Montgomery to finish out the Anne series for Carrie‘s L. M. Montgomery Challenge so next year I can start on others of her writings. We’ll see how it goes!

I’m hosting the Laura Ingalls Wilder Reading Challenge in February, so naturally much of my reading will be in connection with her next month. I’ll have more to say about that on Feb. 1, the first day of the challenge. (I invite you to join us!)

I’m definitely addicted to audiobooks now. Once I finish The Help, I think next I’ll listen to Silas Marner. I’ve actually had a CD for that for years, but never got to it. I’ve often wondered about it since one character mentioned it on the Little House on the Prairie TV show a few years ago — and I think I may have seen a version of it on Wishbone when my kids used to watch that (hey, you’ve gotta take your culture where you can find it sometimes. 🙂 )

What’s on your nightstand?

Book Review: Anne of Ingleside

Anne of Ingleside takes up several years after Anne’s House of Dreams. Anne is a busy mother of five children now with another soon on the way. The book starts with a visit back to Avonlea for Gilbert’s father’s funeral. Anne and Diana have an afternoon to get away and visit all their old haunts, and we have a glimpse of Marilla and Mrs. Lynde and all the old scenes we love from the previous books. But as Anne heads back to Glen St. Mary, first she reflects on all she loves in Avonlea, but then her thoughts turn toward her waiting family, and she wonders how she could have been happy for a week without them. A joyous reunion introduces us to her little ones.

Many of the chapters are from the viewpoints of the children as they encounter various trials, tribulations, adventures, and misunderstandings. It’s so easy to forget how things can look to a child and how they might process them.

It’s sweet to see Anne’s motherly wisdom with her children and to see that though she has matured, she hasn’t lost her vivacity and imagination.  But lest we think she’s too perfect, she has her own misunderstanding with attendant negative feelings before it all works out in the end.

One of Anne’s trials in this book is a visit from Gilbert’s Aunt Mary Maria. Well, it’s supposed to be a visit, but it begins to look like she’s planning to stay indefinitely. She’s so unpleasant that little Jem asked, after he met her, whether they could laugh while she was there. There were so many little things that offended, so little Anne feels she shouldn’t complain, “and yet…it’s the little things that fret the holes in life…like moths…and ruin it” (p. 67). Yet they can’t ask her to leave for fear of causing great offense. The situation is finally resolved a bit comically though with the best intentions.

Perhaps the besetting sin of many women in LMM’s books is gossip, and my least favorite chapter was a record of the gossip shared during a Ladies’ Aid quilting session. I’ve actually known some people who avoided her books for that reason. But she doesn’t present gossip as acceptable: it’s often comical or tragic or at the very least a thorn in someone’s side, and the characters who are meant to be exemplary don’t engage in it.

Favorite quotes from the book:

“This is no common day, Mrs. Dr. Dear,” [Susan] said solemnly.

“Oh, Susan, there is no such thing as a common day. Every day has something about it no other day has” (p. 17).

From Rebecca Dew: “While we should not forget the Higher Things of Life good food is a pleasant thing in moderation” (p. 62).

While Anne and Jem are planting bulbs one fall day: “Isn’t it nice to be preparing for spring when you know you’ve got to face winter?” (p. 155).

While Anne was reflecting on the children growing and the changes happening and yet to come: “Well, that was life. Gladness and pain…hope and fear…and change. Always change! You could not help it. You had to let the old go and take the new to your heart…learn to love it and then let it go in turn. Spring, lovely as it was, must yield to summer and summer lose itself in autumn” (p. 214).

To a small daughter disappointed when reality was less than her imagination and who decides never to imagine again: “My dear foolish dear, don’t say that. An imagination is a wonderful thing to have…but like every gift we must posses it and not let it posses us” (p. 244).

Reflecting on the coming winter: “What would matter drifting snow and biting wind when love burned clear and bright, with spring beyond? And all the little sweetnesses of life sprinkling the road” (p. 277).

I enjoyed reading about Anne at this stage of her life.

L. M. Montgomery Reading Challenge

 

 

 

 

(This review will also be linked to Semicolon‘s Saturday Review of Books.)

The Week in Words

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Welcome to The Week In Words, where we share quotes from the last week’s reading. If something you read this past week  inspired you, caused you to laugh, cry, think, dream, or just resonated with you in some way, please share it with us, attributing it to its source, which can be a book, newspaper, blog, Facebook — anything that you read. More information is here.

Before I share some of the quotes that I came across this week, I wanted to ask if those of you who pray might ask the Lord to heal my foot. A little raw place rubbed my new shoes somehow got infected and then developed cellulitis. We went to the ER Sat. night and I was given antibiotics and released to go home and keep my feet up. I’m supposed to go back to the ER if it gets worse, and they’ll start iv antibiotics. I’ve been debating all Sunday whether to go back or not, but I want to give the antibiotics I have a chance to kick in and work. I’d appreciate your prayers both for wisdom and healing.

Now, on to the quotes collected for this week:

From an Elisabeth Elliot e-mail devotional:

Because a thing is unpleasant, it is folly to conclude it ought not to be. There are powers to be born, creations to be perfected, sinners to be redeemed, through the ministry of pain, to be born, perfected, redeemed, in no other way. ~ George MacDonald, What’s Mine’s Mine

Seen at Quill Cottage:

The color of springtime is in the flowers, the color of winter is in the imagination. ~ Terri Guillemets

I like that on a number of levels.

And I think I saw this on John Piper’s Twitter feed:

New laws don’t make new hearts.

Very true. Only God’s grace can cause a true change of heart. Laws are good and necessary, but in a sense they just point up the need for a change of heart. If hearts were right, we wouldn’t need laws.

You can share your family-friendly quotes in the comments below or write a post on your blog and then put the link to that post (not your general blog link) in Mr. Linky below.

I hope you’ll visit the other participants as well and glean some great thoughts to ponder. And I hope you’ll leave a comment here, even if you don’t have any quotes to share.

My Song Is Love Unknown

My song is love unknown,
My Savior’s love to me;
Love to the loveless shown,
That they might lovely be.
O who am I, that for my sake
My Lord should take, frail flesh and die?

He came from His blest throne
Salvation to bestow;
But men made strange, and none
The longed for Christ would know:
But O! my Friend, my Friend indeed,
Who at my need His life did spend.

Sometimes they strew His way,
And His sweet praises sing;
Resounding all the day
Hosannas to their King:
Then “Crucify!” is all their breath,
And for His death they thirst and cry.

Why, what hath my Lord done?
What makes this rage and spite?
He made the lame to run,
He gave the blind their sight,
Sweet injuries! Yet they at these
Themselves displease, and ’gainst Him rise.

Here might I stay and sing,
No story so divine;
Never was love, dear King!
Never was grief like Thine.
This is my Friend, in Whose sweet praise
I all my days could gladly spend.

~ Samuel Crossman, 1664
(Full version is here.)

Laudable Linkage

Here are a few things I found interesting on the Web this week:

The Differences Between Religion and the Gospel. Excellent. No, it’s not the video you may have seen floating around Facebook.

How to talk to God with His words.

How to Disagree Online Without Being a Total Jerk. Excellent.

What to Do When Life is Hard….from one who knows.

Being Polite, HT to Lisa.

I want this habit.

Does Fiction Lie? Thoughts on Truth and Christian Story-telling.

Grace-Motivated….Dieting?

Basic sewing tutorials for the beginner.

35-second chocolate cake in a cup.

I didn’t see the concert for the 25th anniversary of the musical Les Miserables, but I stumbled across this rendition of “Bring Him Home” from four different tenor who have played ValJean through the years. Lovely…though Colm Wilkinson will always be ValJean to me:

Friday’s Fave Five

Welcome to Friday’s Fave Five, hosted by Susanne at Living to Tell the Story, in which we can share five of our favorite things from the last week,  wonderful exercise in looking for and appreciating the good things God blesses us with. Click on the button to learn more, then go to Susanne’s to read others’ faves and link up your own.

Another week has flown by! Here are some of my favorite parts of it:

1. The little doohickey that enables me to listen to an audiobook on my iPhone through my car speakers….a car which only has a cassette player. I forgot what you call it, but one end plugs into a CD player (what we used to use it for) or an iPhone and the other end is a cassette tape that goes into the player. It was hard to hear just the iPhone over car and traffic noises.

2. A thoughtful husband, who, after just overhearing me talk about the above device in a conversation with my son, while I was wondering where that device might be since we hadn’t used it in a long time, quietly found it and set it up for me so it was all ready to use next time I drove.

3. Enlarging small photos. I mentioned last week going through a box of my mother-in-law’s old photos. The majority of them were only 2 x 3 inches, and I wasn’t sure if she’d be able to see them well enough to identify any of the people. I scanned them in and printed them out 4 x 6, and I was so glad that worked well.

It’s been fun looking at them with her.

4. Working on a Cooking for 2 recipe book. With just three of us at home, and sometimes just two, often I just make regular meals and then have leftovers for lunch or another dinner. But I do have a lot of recipes for just 2-4 from when Taste of Home used to publish a Cooking For Two magazine (I miss that one!) I’ve been wanting to pull those out and compile a separate recipe book so I could find those without digging through the others I’ve pulled out of magazines. I was especially glad to find a scaled- down Texas Sheet Cake recipe — I love that but rarely make it since the original recipe makes a cookie-sheet panful.

5. Having the Frazor team at our church last Sunday. Always a joy.

Bonus: Finally getting decent pictures of these guys, as decent as I can get through a glass window and screen.

I didn’t think rabbits ate seeds, but apparently they found something in the bird feeder they like!

Have a great Friday!