Sunday, April 20, 2014

He is not here...

...He is risen, just as He said!

Friday, April 18, 2014

At the Cross

  1. Alas! and did my Savior bleed
    And did my Sov’reign die?
    Would He devote that sacred head
    For such a worm as I?
    • Refrain:
      At the cross, at the cross where I first saw the light,
      And the burden of my heart rolled away,
      It was there by faith I received my sight,
      And now I am happy all the day!
  2. Thy body slain, sweet Jesus, Thine—
    And bathed in its own blood—
    While the firm mark of wrath divine,
    His soul in anguish stood.
  3. Was it for crimes that I had done
    He groaned upon the tree?
    Amazing pity! grace unknown!
    And love beyond degree!
  4. Well might the sun in darkness hide
    And shut his glories in,
    When Christ, the mighty Maker died,
    For man the creature’s sin.
  5. Thus might I hide my blushing face
    While His dear cross appears,
    Dissolve my heart in thankfulness,
    And melt my eyes to tears.
  6. But drops of grief can ne’er repay
    The debt of love I owe:
    Here, Lord, I give myself away,
    ’Tis all that I can do.

Thursday, April 17, 2014

April showers bring 15 inches of snow.

Spring made a brief appearance.  There were robins.  We saw grass. We felt warmth.

In the past 24 hours, however, we received 15 inches of snow.

The Northwoods is heaving a collective sigh.  One friend lamented that she was losing her tenuous grasp on sanity.

We will make it.  Spring will come.

Right?

RIGHT?????

RIGHT?????!

Tuesday, March 18, 2014

My favorite appliance

It has been about six years since we last fired up our old wood stove.

For decades, Pat would cut the wood, the boys and I would split, stack and then haul it into the house.  I have so many wonderful memories of the boys and our old dog, Marshall, romping in the snow as we filled the sled with wood and hauled it to the family room door.

After the work was done, play ensued:sledding off the garage roof (yes), flips off the house roof and other fun and semi-dangerous antics in the snow.

Boys.

The wood stove came in handy as coats, boots, hats, mittens, snow pants dried as they were neatly (not) positioned around the stove.

There is something so satisfying about a neatly stacked woodpile and a full wood box and the steady radiant heat.  I miss those days, even the hard work and mess.

A wood stove brings a warmth that no other heat source gives.  And although, it was not technically a cook stove, I did cook on it.

I love doing things the ol' fashioned way.

We are on the look out for a new home and high on my 'want' list is a good ol' fashion wood stove.


Sunday, March 16, 2014

Subtraction



When we moved back to the Northwoods ...

we lightened our load by 3,000 pounds.

we gave up 700 square feet of space.

we re-evaluated our activities trying to follow GOD's leading and be very intentional about what we ought to take on and what we ought not ( including a very enjoyable Lenten break from Facebook).




More recently, I've been trying to streamline some other areas of my life.  

However, I should not congratulate myself on how much we have down-sized.  This week I was brought up short by the 6th chapter of Mark.  In verses 7-12,  Jesus sends the disciples out two by two.

They are not to take:
Bread
Bag
Money
Extra tunic

They may take:
A staff
Sandals

They go into neighboring towns and stay in one place.  They cast out demons, preach repentance, heal the sick.

They completely trust GOD to meet their needs.  They have not just down-sized, they have eliminated everything but the most basic of needs.  They do not carry food or shelter.  Even my sparest camping trip would be extravagant by these standards.

These instructions were given specifically by Jesus to His 12.  It is not a blanket prescription for all believers.

But I wonder.  How much would I need to let go of to be COMPLETELY dependent on GOD?

A little bit more, another 1,000 pounds, another 700 square feet?

These are the things I ponder when sleep is hard to come by in the middle of the night.

You?



Thursday, February 27, 2014

Visit from Sadie

Unsupervised selfie by Sadie

Alas, I have not been able to load all my pictures of our time with Sadie.   Before her arrival I busily pinned preschool crafts on Pinterest, assembled paper, glue, cotton, storybooks...



When she got here much of  that  went out the window.


Her favorite activities were:

Playing piano (she figured  out how to use the different digital settings with no help from Grandma)
Playing with play dough ( a thoughtful gift from Auntie Laura)
Playing with a golf tee game ( these are common at Cracker Barrel), complete with a unique set of rules by Sadie which enable her to win every time.
Sorting buttons
Counting.  That girl loves to count!
Making 'tookies'

We also went to a friends' house.

Sadie is charming, sweet, fun, funny, happy and stubborn.

I can't wait til she comes back.

We were busy, busy, busy and happy, happy, happy!

Sunday, February 23, 2014

Visitors!


"Can I jump on your bed?"

"Can we make chocolate chip 'tookies'?"

These were the questions from 3 year old Sadie who is on her way NOW to visit Grandma and Grandpa.  She is bringing her daddy and they will meet Uncle Nate and Uncle Daniel here.

While the brothers hit the slopes Grandma and Sadie have a long list of fun things to do.

There will be pictures and stories forthcoming.  For now I am off to the kitchen to make the traditional cinnamon rolls and other things.

But I will wait until Sadie gets here to make tookies.