Blue Monday: Houses

My new blog friend Smiling Sally hosts a Blue Monday in which we can post about anything blue.

I didn’t realize until we moved to this house and I was unpacking boxes that I had several little houses, so I grouped them all together. Many of them are blue or have blue on them.

House plaque

House prints

The top one of these says, “Treasured friends: time only makes them more dear.” The bottom one says

Let’s visit — just come in and sit.
Our homes warmed by your presence — so linger a bit.

This is one of my favorites. I love this saying. I think I got both of these at a craft show.

Home is where the heart is

Cute little house

This is a house-shaped potholder.

House potholder

I also found somewhere along the way this cute little house. It’s supposed to be one of those things where you put a small candle in the back and something scented that melts in a little impression above it — but scented things like that give me a headache, so I just enjoy looking at the little house.

House candle holder

And this is a cookie jar — although, since there was no room on the counters for it, I put it on this baker’s rack, but the top is a little heavy and I was afraid of the kids dropping it, I haven’t put cookies in it for a while. But I think I could now.

House cookie jar

And, of course, behind all of these you see my kitchen wallpaper, which has blue and pink in it.

Head over to Smiling Sally‘s for more of Blue Monday.

O teach me what it meaneth

O teach me what it meaneth,
That cross uplifted high,
With One, the Man of Sorrows,
Condemned to bleed and die!
O teach me what it cost Thee
To make a sinner whole;
And teach me, Savior, teach me
The value of a soul!

O teach me what it meaneth,
That sacred crimson tide,
The blood and water flowing
From Thine own wounded side.
Teach me that if none other
Had sinned, but I alone,
Yet still Thy blood, Lord Jesus,
Thine only, must atone.

O teach me what it meaneth,
Thy love beyond compare,
The love that reacheth deeper
Than depths of self-despair!
Yes, teach me, till there gloweth
In this cold heart of mine
Some feeble, pale reflection
Of that pure love of Thine.

O teach me what it meaneth,
For I am full of sin,
And grace alone can reach me,
And love alone can win.
O teach me, for I need Thee,
I have no hope beside—
The chief of all the sinners
For whom the Savior died!

O teach me what it meaneth
The rest which Thou dost give
To all the heavy-laden
Who look to Thee and live.
Because I am a rebel
Thy pardon I receive
Because Thou dost command me,
I can, I do believe.

O infinite Redeemer!
I bring no other plea;
Because Thou dost invite me
I cast myself on Thee.
Because Thou dost accept me
I love and I adore;
Because Thy love constraineth,
I’ll praise Thee evermore!

— Lucy A. Bennett (1850-1927)

Saturday Sightings

  • Ever have one of those days, when something seemed a bit…”off” but you just couldn’t put your finger on it…

(This was in an e-mail, so I don’t know the original source.)

If you are familiar with the movie Castaway, here is an alternate ending:

(For some reason when I preview this page, the video isn’t showing up. If you can’t see it you can find it here.)

  • I agree with Gretchen at Lifenut’s reaction to a commercial indicating that mothers who use paper plates are better because they are not taking precious time away from their loved ones by washing dishes. It’s a bad commercial on many points: do we want to designate Bad Moms vs. Good Moms on the basis of paper plates? Especially in these days of “going green,” adding to landfills seems a poor way to spend time with the family. As I commented there, loading my dishwasher takes 5-10 minutes most nights, hardly a dent in the family’s time together, but if we washed them the old fashioned way, we’d spend time together all helping. Families can bond together while working as well as (maybe even better than) playing together.
  • I also agree with Gretchen’s post here “Well-rounded isn’t just for balls.” While sports and other activities are valuable, in all too many instances they seem to just take over a family’s life. I was glad mine only wanted to be in organized sports a few years. I don’t know how parents do it for so many years.

Poetry Friday: Thy Sea Is Great

When I was a teen-ager, I saw a plaque or poster with a stylized painting of a boat on the sea with the saying, “O Lord, Thy sea is so great, and my boat is so small.” That saying resonated with me on many levels. A few weeks ago my pastor quoted part of a poem with a similar saying as a recurring line. I searched online for it and found it was a hymn from Henry J. van Dyke in 1922.

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O Maker of the mighty deep
Whereon our vessels fare,
Above our life’s adventure keep
Thy faithful watch and care.

In Thee we trust, whate’er befall;
Thy sea is great, our boats are small.

We know not where the secret tides
Will help us or delay,
Nor where the lurking tempest hides,
Nor where the fogs are gray.

In Thee we trust, whate’er befall;
Thy sea is great, our boats are small.

When outward bound we boldly sail
And leave the friendly shore,
Let not our heart of courage fail
Until the voyage is o’er.

In Thee we trust, whate’er befall;
Thy sea is great, our boats are small.

When homeward bound we gladly turn,
O bring us safely there,
Where harbor lights of friendship burn
And peace is in the air.

In Thee we trust, whate’er befall;
Thy sea is great, our boats are small.

Beyond the circle of the sea,
When voyaging is past,
We seek our final port in Thee;
O bring us home at last.

In Thee we trust, whate’er befall;
Thy sea is great, our boats are small.

Poetry Friday is hosted at The Miss Rumphius Effect today.

(Photo courtesy of the stock.xchng.)

(This is a repost from August 2007, resurrected for Poetry Friday.)

Susanne’s Friday Fave Five

Susanne at Living to Tell the Story has begun a “Friday Fave Five” in which we share out five favorite things from the past week. Click on the button to read more of the details. I have seen it the past few weeks and thought it was a neat idea, but my mind went blank as to what to share. But this week I was thinking ahead!!

1. Days off from school. Jesse has been off since Wednesday because the school faculty and administration are at a conference. Jim took the same days off from work, too.

2. Not having to set the alarm clock. One life’s little pleasures.

3. That we didn’t go to Charleston, SC, or camping this week. Those were two of our options for these days off, but it is rainy here today, and Charleston is set to have high winds and rain this weekend, so I am glad we didn’t choose either of those. Our third option was redoing Jesse’s room, a project that has been needed since we moved here ten years ago, but it had to wait its turn.

4. Finally getting this carpet removed from my house:

Ugly carpet!!

Isn’t that the most hideous carpet you’ve ever seen? It has been in Jesse’s room since we moved here (poor guy!) and was just one of many projects needing to be done at this house. It’s actually coming up today! When we redid Jason’s room, we took his the old red shag carpet (shudder!) in his room and found beauitful hardwood floors underneath that didn’t need any kind of retouching or refinishing, so we are hoping that is the case in Jesse’s room, too. I am sure Ill have more on the room redo project later on.

5. Cooler weather. One of my favorite features of fall. It’s been lovely this week!

Husband Meme

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I saw this over at Smiling Sally‘s and thought it looked like fun. I thought about saving it for our anniversary — but that’s not til December, and I didn’t want to hold it for that long.

1. He’s sitting in front of the TV; what is on the screen?
CNN or news of some type most often.

2. You’re out to eat; what kind of dressing does he get on his salad?
Thousand Island.

3. What’s one food he doesn’t like?
Peas.

4. You go out to the bar. What does he order?
We don’t go to bars…

5. Where did he go to high school?
Twin Falls, Idaho.

6. What size shoe does he wear?
Ummm….I think an 11?

7. If he was to collect anything, what would it be?
Microscopes. He has a small collection now of various styles and sizes, but he buys and sells most of them on e-bay.

8. What is his favorite type of sandwich?
Does a hamburger count?

9. What would this person eat every day if he could?
Not sure there…he likes variety.

10. What is his favorite cereal?
Reese’s. Yep, they make a chocolate and peanut butter cereal.

11. What would he never wear?
A leisure suit again, I hope, though he did when we were dating and they were “in.” I liked it ok then.

Dating days

12. What is his favorite sports team?
Don’t think he has one…he has never been big into sports.

13. Who will he vote for?
He would prefer McCain to Obama but is not entirely happy with him. I am not sure if he has decided to vote for McCain or an independent.

14. Who is his best friend?
I like Sally’s first answer: That would be me! 🙂 But his best friend since high school is named Steve.

15. What is something you do that he wishes you wouldn’t do?
Actually he doesn’t say much about things I do that bug him. And I know that’s not because of a lack of bad habits or faults on my part. 🙂

16. How many states has he lived in?
4

17. What is his heritage?
I used to know this…I think primarily British.

18. You bake him a cake for his birthday; what kind of cake?
Boston Cream Pie.

19. Did he play sports in high school?
Basketball for a time. I’m not sure, but I don’t think he played anything else.

20. What could he spend hours doing?
Various things on the computer.

First lessons in trust

Yesterday we had a consultation with the same orthodontist who shepherded my older two boys through their season of braces.

It seems Jesse has the complete opposite problem they did. They had overbites: he has a pretty pronounced underbite. His teeth have compensated by tipping inward: if they were straight, they would overlap his top teeth.

And that presents a problem: if they straighten the teeth without adjusting the skeletal problem of his jaw, he’d probably be worse off than leaving his bottom teeth crooked.

Thankfully the top teeth are pretty much ok, so when he smiles or when school pictures are taken it isn’t obvious he has anything wrong.

This particular type of problem is one that, when fixed orthodontically, can revert back if he grows significantly within the next few years. And at age 15, he probably does have a great deal more growing to do. So for now we wait and see what happens with his growth. They have their measurements from the x-rays they took, and we’ll go in about every six months to see how things are going. Once there has been no major growth within a six-month period, then we’re probably safe to start treatment.

Hopefully some of the jaw problem will grow in the right way. But if that doesn’t happen, or if the jaw situation gets worse…then we are looking at possible surgery to remove part of the jawbone. The doctor hopes that won;t be necessary, but felt he needed to mention the possibility in order to give us the complete picture. If he didn’t mention it now, and then brought up the need in a year, we would wonder why it hadn’t been mentioned.

I was wishing, however, that he hadn’t told me all of this in front of Jesse. I don’t want him to worry about the possibility for the next year especially when we can’t do a thing about it except wait and see how he grows.

As we got in the car afterward. I asked Jesse, “You’re not worried about the possibility of surgery are you?” He seemed to have taken it in stride.

But he answered, “Yeah, I kind of am.”

So we went back over what the doctor had said and discussed the need to pray about it and hope for the best, but to also trust the Lord that if He allows it, He will help us through it.

Later I got to thinking that this may well be the first major issue Jesse has had to pray and trust the Lord for. He’s too young to remember when I first got TM, and though we have prayed about things as a family and for our church and friends, and I have shared answers to prayer with the boys, but this is the first big thing to affect Jesse directly. And in the grand scheme of things, of course, it is not as big a deal as cancer or a heart transplant or that sort of thing, but, still, facing any surgery can be scary.

My heart’s desire all along for all of my boys has been that they develop their own relationship with the Lord. They have all made professions of faith and I think have seen the Lord work in our family. But part of that relationship is trusting the Lord through trial, or, in this case, learning to give the situation over to Him and trust Him for it while waiting for the outcome. In my desire as a parent to ease my children’s way through life, I can’t shield them from everything. And that is probably a good thing, because if I want them to be mature spiritually when they leave our home, they will have to go through some of these kinds of situations.

So, though if I had had the choice I would have shielded Jesse from the possibility of surgery, God in His wisdom allowed it as a first experience in learning to trust.

Farewell, Summer, Fair But Faded Summer…

I mentioned earlier that I am a little more reluctant this year than usual to let go of summer, I think because our June was so busy that it didn’t seem like summer really began until a week or two into July. So I loved finding this poem here one Poetry Friday a few weeks ago. The whole poem is there, but these last two verses especially resonated with me as I say farewell to summer and hello to autumn.

Farewell To Summer

by George Arnold

The fitful breeze sweeps down the winding lane
With gold and crimson leaves before it flying;
Its gusty laughter has no sound of pain,
But in the lulls it sinks to gentle sighing,
And mourns the Summer’s early broken spell,—
“Farewell, sweet Summer,
Rosy, blooming Summer,
Sweet, farewell!”

So bird and bee and brook and breeze make moan,
With melancholy song their loss complaining.
I too must join them, as I walk alone
Among the sights and sounds of Summer’s waning.…
I too have loved the season passing well.…
So, farewell, Summer,
Fair but faded Summer,
Sweet, farewell.

Fall Into Reading 2008

Katrina at Callapidder Days will again be hosting Fall Into Reading beginning Sept. 22, the first day of autumn. The idea is to plan the books you think you’ll be reading between now and the first day of winter and list them, then link your post back to Katrina’s here. Then you can also visit other people who are taking part in the challenge to see what they are reading. I have a whole list of To-Be-Read books I have found that way! It’s also meant to be just a guideline, not a hard and fast commitment — most of us do switch around a little bit before the end of the season. One of the advantages to this challenge is that it helps me get some of those books I always keep meaning to read off the shelf and into my hands.

So, here is my list so far:

Home to Hart’s Crossing by Robin Lee Hatcher which I am in the middle of.

The Longing by Beverly Lewis, #3 in The Courtship of Nellie Fisher series. This is just out — in fact, I meant to go and buy it yesterday but forgot!

Sunset by Karen Kingsbury, the last in the Sunrise series, which is the continuation of the Redemption and Firstborn series, all dealing with the Baxter family.

Every Now and Then by Karen Kingsbury, due out in November.

Stepping Into Sunlight by Sharon Hinck.

Sisters, Ink by Rebeca Seitz which I won from Deena.

Summer Breeze by Catherine Palmer and Gary Chapman, second in their Four Seasons series.

Thread of Deceit by Catherine Palmer. I picked this up at the Christian bookstore because I have read many of Catherine’s books before and enjoyed them.

To the Golden Shore by Courtney Anderson about Americas’ first missionary, Adoniram Judson. I read this many years ago but have been wanting to read it again.

Les Miserables by Victor Hugo. I have read this before also, but have been wanting to read it again.

I really should have more non-fiction there — I often don’t get to it (except for biographies and missionary stories) unless I make a point of it in challenges like this. I am thinking about two on my shelf that I have thumbed through but not read completely yet, I Remember Laura by Stephen W. Hines about Laura Ingalls Wilder and/or Little House in the Ozarks: The Rediscovered Writings, a collection of Laura’s magazine columns which, if I remember correctly, preceded her novel writing.

Beyond that — I am not sure. I have been wanting to read something of Wanda E. Brunstetter, Julie Lessman, and Debbie Macomber, having seen them referred to often by others whose tastes seem similar to mine, so I might give one or more of them a try. And I have been wanting to read something of Elizabeth Gaskell’s, particularly Wives and Daughters since I enjoyed the DVD of it. But I am not ready to commit to those for this challenge just yet.

So my read list at the end of the challenge will most likely be longer than this one, as it usually is.