Sunday, December 15, 2013

It's Beginning to Look Alot Like...

I went to my friend, Blanche's, 27th Annual Kinder Key Caroling Party. The theme was ugly sweater. A hardy group went door to door in 20 degree evening weather. I survived. Since I've attended about 20 of these parties it has become interesting to see Blanches' friends again, once every year, at this party. It's an odd sort of feeling that I know people's names, what they do, and how their lives have changed. Yet, I see them only once a year at this annual party.

I met the husband at Easton Mall on Friday night for happy hour and to walk about the outdoor displays. Easton is so pretty at Christmas.

A Christams pageant at church this morning. Words cannot describe how adorable these kids are. The shining star on stage left was my fav.

Saturday, August 24, 2013

Where Did Anonymously Me Go?

I hope you are OK. Wishing the very best and hopefully you are on an adventure.

Wednesday, August 7, 2013

The Wedding Happened & Now I'm Tired

The wedding happened in June.
The professional photographer put a sneak peak up on her blog Amanda Jayne Photo

Maybe when I'm not so tired, I will work at putting photos up from friends and family.
I got home from Florida over a month ago and have been working from 7:30 am to midnight, 6 days a week and then about 7 hours on Sunday week after week. I am sincerely worn out. The craziest stuff is happening to me, and I can't post any of it on the internet since it's all work related. Crazy, crazy stuff. Have you ever seen the cartoon with Bugs Bunny and the giant red monster is chasing him? And then Bugs Bunny puts the monster in a chair and pretends to be a hair stylist and starts combing and styling the monster's hair? Well, Bugs chats away in a hair-dresser accent, "You know you meet the most INNNnnteresting people in my business, the most innnnnteresting people."   .... so that's how I feel about the business. I've met the most innnnnnnnteresting people.... and that's not interesting-good.

Hopefully, this season will quickly end on a good note. Sam returns to college in a couple weeks. It will be back to being an empty nester again, and this time Becca and John are really married. I'm still getting used to it.

 We stayed in this downtown condo, second floor. It's a great art deco place with 3,000 square feet with modern conveniences and original beauty.
After the wedding, Olin and I stayed at the beach and we rented this skiff and cruised the inter-coastal. So fun.

Thursday, May 23, 2013

Feeling Better

OK, so it's 7 days later and I feel better now. I listed two houses  and went into contract on a new build. The new build is demanding. Two closings are expected here in a few days. Even though it's poor etiquette I hosted a bridal shower for my daughter along with my mom and my sister in law. I didn't know it was poor etiquette until after the invites went out. oops.



I didn't take very many photos at all, as I was busy focusing on facilitating the event and greeted people. The cake was very sweet. The food was really good. We played a game called 'Staches and Tiara's and it was for people to learn a little bit about the bride and grooms relationship. It was a nice day. I powered through it as I was not feeling well at all.

So today is a new day to journey on.

Monday, May 20, 2013

Not Feeling Well

I don't feel well. I haven't felt well for days. I had the vomiting thing all night a few nights a go and then it went into the full blown "the pain" (Trigeminal Neuralgia). It's lingering on and on top of that I have some sort upper respitory bug plus... just feel. like. crap

Sunday, April 28, 2013

Church was not boring

I went to church today at 11:30 am. We left after 2:00pm. There was resistance in going.  It wasn't boring. Even when it was expected that it would be boring, that it would be too long, that I don't want to talk to people, that it would not do anything, and that it's just in vain; even with those expectations that is not how it was at all.  For when The Presence is there, everything else in this life just dims. Believers need each other.   The Mystery was there today. Christ in the midst of us. Somehow it isn't just a "metaphor" that the church is the Body of Christ. That's the mystical part. We come together, and we become the body of Christ. I experienced that today. We need each other. Shalom.

Wednesday, April 24, 2013

Worrisome World to Kingdom Come

For several days and nights I felt unsatisfied in this life. Worrisome, restless and empty, I felt lonely for the past. I regretted decisions. Double-minded about my career and other choices I made. Disappointment. I set my thoughts on how to change my situation. I did some brainstorming for several hours each morning.  My eyes and thoughts seemed to focus on everything that isn't right in my home, my life, my career. What to do. What to do.

I was uncomfortable sharing my woes with anyone in our new church fellowship, so I pined for my old church of 20 years. I attributed my lost-at-sea feelings to my age of  50+ years. My new brothers and sisters at our new church are in their 20's early 30's with wee ones or single, or engaged. There is no one there to hear my sorrows who could understand being 51 with a torn knee meniscus and limited energy levels.  I wished for the friends of my past who are going through the same transitions in this life. At my old church, I had those women whom I could share my emotions and situations in strict confidence and get loving prayer and support. Should I go back there? What to do. What to do.

Daily I plodded onward. I went to real estate continuing ed classes, meetings, showed houses, argued pricing, concentrated on mailings and marketing. I ran the sweeper, emptied the dishwasher, and cleaned the toilets. I told the Lord,  I need to change. One foot in front of the other. Sleepless for days I concluded I'm depressed and had ideas to consult a counselor.

Then, last night after another worry-drenched sleepless night about my unsatisfactory life and my lack of finances to effect change, I got up at 2:00 am. I picked up Brennan Manning's book The Furious Longing of God  off the shelf and read a few pages by bedside light.  I read his famous words, "Abba, I Belong to You..."  and fell asleep.

At 4:00 am I awoke and sat with pen and paper and spilled out my guts to the Lord. Then, I waited for an answer.  Here is what He said:
"Do you want to live in the Kingdom? Kingdom life is not like the life of this world. He who puts his hand to the plow and looks backward is not Fit for the Kingdom. Being Fit for the Kingdom of God means not being double-visioned. It means not looking at the world's ways, not thinking like the world. It means the world will not understand you. The world will tell you that you have it all wrong. To preach the Kingdom is to be at a great risk in this world--the world will throw in your face other's alleged failures at Kingdom life. But the Kingdom is limitless. The Kingdom does not fail you. There is a gate, there is a door, to step through. The world doesn't see the gate. It can not see it. To see the Kingdom, requires Faith. John, [while in prison awaiting execution] asked Me, Are you the one or shall we wait for another? My answer to him, "The blind see, the lame walk, the poor have good news preached to them." I have good news. Have you heard the good news? Knock and it shall be opened. Seek and ye shall find. Ask and you shall receive. Walk in my way. Follow Me!"

Then I felt the Holy Spirit nudging me to read the well-known gospel Matthew 6:24-34. "No one can serve two masters...you cannot serve God and money. THEREFORE, take no thought for your life, what you shall eat, or drink, nor body what ye shall put on. Is not the life more than meat and the body clothing? Behold the birds of the air for they sow not, neither do they reap, nor gather into barns. Yet, your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not better than they? Why take you thought for raiment. Consider the lilies of the field how they grow. They toil not, neither do they spin. And, yet, I say unto you, that even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these?

It's amazing what 20 minutes in the presence of the Lord can do. It's amazing what his Rhema word (spoken to my heart) will do. Kingdom life? Yes, please. Thank you.

The Kingdom gate opens easily.  Just look. Just knock. Just ask. Leave the world to it's self and it's toil. Come in and take from Me. For my burden is light and my way is easy.  Selah.

Saturday, March 30, 2013

Lonely Peeps.



Becca made these on Good Friday.

This is the first Easter of my entire life I will not have Easter dinner with any family.

Wednesday, March 20, 2013

Barefoot Brothers

One day last month it was time to head to the Bulk Mail Department of the United States Postal Service with my post card mailing for my business. This means driving 40 minutes away and involves going to two different locations in order to pay the permit and get the mailing processed.

Heading out in the winter weather, I had a whim.  I'll stop at a post office on the way to bulk mail and pre-pay my permit there, saving me time.  I drove onto High Street, on a busy corner of the city and I couldn't see the post office anywhere. Had it moved? Confused and disappointed, I turned my car around to begin my long 40 minute journey to the bulk mail department.  As I pulled around there appeared walking down the sidewalk along the busy street two young men looking like they just walked off a Robin Hood movie set. Cropped hair, long beards, wearing burlap style robes, long wooden crosses, and barefoot.  My city is a global village, so I see a lot of different types of people in various garb every day. But, not this. So I rolled down my window and called to them and asked if they are performing in a play or are they real Friars? They came to my car and told me they are Franciscan Friars and had just moved to Columbus with a very few other brothers.

I asked them where they were walking to barefooted in the freezing temps. They answered, the university campus to evangelize. They were carrying bags full of Catholic literature. I offered them a ride and they got in my car. They didn't hop, or hurry like most people. Instead they moved very calmly and slowly and deliberately. Perhaps their feet were aching, walking barefoot on a frozen sidewalk. Once at campus I parked the car and kept the engine running. We talked for about an hour. Their demeanor was that of kung fu masters. Very calm. Very intentional. I'm not Catholic, but they gave me a rosary and a little pamphlet on how to say the rosary. I told them some of my friends believe the Catholic church is that whoreish woman who rides the beast and is drunk on the blood of the martyrs. The one described in the book of Revelation. The one in which we are warned to "come out from her before you are guilty of her sins."  I asked if they've ever been told that and they said, yes. I told them I have a few problems with the Catholic church myself mostly having to do with the authority of the Pope and the murderous acts done by the church or in the name of the Catholic church throughout the centuries. They replied that a lot of people have those problems. Their answer: men chosen by God to represent Himself in the world have failed God and the people, but the gates of hell have not prevailed against the church and will not, saith Jesus.

From there we discussed the Eucharist and the topic of the presence of God and the friendship of Jesus. Their faces lit up with joy and peace talking about Jesus. At that point I didn't want to let the brothers out of my car. I shared in their Joy, and The Presence of God was manifest there in my Korean made SUV.  The brothers offered to pray for me and of course I said yes.

After they got of my car, I rearranged my 557 post cards that had spilled out from their pile, and realized they were prepared wrong and would be rejected by the post office, wasting all my 80 minutes of drive time.  I drove back to my office, humming a tune and not disappointed or put out that my day was going all wrong. I reprinted the cards, cut, and sorted to correct the mistake.  The next day, the trip to bulk mail was successful. And, I'm happy to report that two weeks after my mailing I closed on a condo-the business procured from the mailing.  Thanks for the prayers, brothers!


Thursday, February 21, 2013

Winter Hike 6 & Winter Hike 7

Hike 6 was at Clear Creek park. My torn meniscus limited my ability to 1.5 measily miles.
I went directly to a women's church lunch after my morning hike. There is no heat in the church so after several hours I was chilled to the bone.
Sunday morning began with tea in the Buckingham Palace tea cup and Buckingham Palace tea.

Hike7 was at Slate Run Park. My knee was killing me. It was slow moving.


Someone carved in the bark of a Sycamore tree back in 1955.

There were stuffed animals to view at the trail head. poor bunny. poor chipmunk.


Mission Accomplished.

We got our patches for 7 hikes in the Winter Hike Series.

Wednesday, February 13, 2013

Winter Hike 5 & Indoor Garden

We found this old decaying truck left from the original farm.

Glacier Ridge Metro Park is flat farmland with a scattering of woods. Flat & windy,


So the indoor garden experiment continues.

I have one little pepper trying to develop.

I forgot to water the cilantro so it died. The tomatoes are too spindly for fruit bearing. :(

I tried an experiment with a sweet potatoe and that thing took off like a weed.


Sunday, January 27, 2013

Winter Hike 4

Driving into Clear Creek

Appalachian Foothills

Along the path

Pine cone alley

Not a bird in sight

Big rocks are everywhere

Driving out of Clear Creek

Sunday, January 20, 2013

Winter Hike 3

A sign said, "take a photo of yourself from this observation deck and upload it to www--iforgetwhichwebsite--.com for a chance to win a Hybrid car.  So we took this photo and I forgot the website.

Downtown in the distance. This is sort of a weird place to hike.

Such a sunshiney morning. I'm not saluting, just blinded by the sun
Michelle Stitzlein’s Moth : a sculpture using scrapped items like bottle caps...
And  phone parts from phones we used to use in the olden days.
So are you wondering what happened to Winter Hike 2? I didn't take my phone or camera. Winter Hike 2 was done at Blacklick Park. We had a great time walking in the snow with thousands of other C-busers.  Winter Hike 3 took place in an urban area along the Scioto River. The roar of the freeway was in our ears the entire walk. The National Audubon  Society built a center on some scrapped land and converted the industrial-type location into a wetlands sanctuary. After our chilly, wind-blown hike we enjoyed chili inside the Audobon center.
Photo by Eric D. Lipschutz-Grange Insurance Audubon Center