A Time for Disgust

This man, Attorney Michael Van Der Veen, really got my attention yesterday, the last day of President Trump’s second impeachment trial. I watched a few of his post-win interviews, and he was always humble. Low-key. Not gushing over his win, but disgusted by the blatant dishonesty in the hallowed halls of our Capitol. I think his disgust with the deceitful media and politicians is a tribute to his character.

Mr. Van Der Veen says his family has faced persecution, his home was threatened, he has suffered more insults than he can count, and his firm is under attack—all because he dared to defend an innocent man. It really begs the question: why? I am waiting for God Himself to answer that one.

Meanwhile, I keep watching for Justice to arise.

Thoughts on a Thursday

I shouldn’t be blogging right now, but if I don’t get some words out of me I’m going to explode. So much is happening. Inside me. All around me. There is just so much on my mind. I’ve been promising myself I would blog for weeks, but blogging is a luxury of time I haven’t been able to afford.

Yet, I gotta release the valve. Gotta let a few things out.

  1. Preparing for the 15th Anniversary Celebration for the ministry my husband and I started directing in 2004: New Brothers Fellowship. Memories flood my mind as I look through old newsletters and old pictures. So many people. So may prayer requests. So many answered prayers.
  2. I am baking cookies. A lot of cookies. I haven’t baked a lot of cookies in a long time, but it’s one of my very favorite things to do.
  3. Making curtains for my daughter’s kitchen. Just valances. And, really plain. I don’t do complicated. I only mention it, because I should have made them about a year ago. I hate that it took me so long to even get started. I love to sew, though I have little skill. I wish it was a regular part of my life.
  4. I don’t know why I have eczema now, but I am experiencing first hand the life my husband has lead his entire life. Our skin issues are a little different, but it’s all bad. I don’t feel sorry for us, though. We have skin, and I’m very thankful to have skin.
  5. I see many of Hannah’s peers falling away from Christ and it makes me very angry. I am not mad at them. I am mad at Satan. He laid traps. He crept in under the cover of darkness. He has truly been a wolf, stealing the Master’s sheep. And, I’m not going to stand for it. I’m taking names and I’m praying. The parable of the Prodigal Son is there for a reason. They may all have to sleep with the pigs, before they realize what they have forsaken, but so be it. They will not die there.
  6. The truth is that in MANY CASES it was Christians that hurt these children, now adults. It makes me so mad. Satan is such a liar, thief, and destroyer. We have to face him with utter fearlessness, folks. We need to take back what he has stolen. I’m not saying these backslidden children are without fault. They made a freewill choice to sin. Yet, when a child has not been given truth and taught how to walk in Christ, they are going to have a hard time facing a temptation that promises to comfort their immediate and acute emotional pain and mental distress. If they do not know God, if they do not have spiritual support, what else will they do? I’m not speaking of anyone in particular here, but too many parents have permissively allowed Satan into their homes. They have not set a guard. Too many wives waiting on their husbands to do it, because too many women have not been taught how to be women of God (just a hint: it means more than not denying him physical intimacy). I know people look at Hannah and say, “Well, it’s easy for you to talk.” My kid is amazing, but if you think I wasn’t on guard like a hawk every step of the way, you’re wrong. If you don’t think Satan was at every corner, laying traps and luring her to death, you’re wrong. I never took her innocence or purity or faith for granted. Not for a second. I knew the Devil too well to think she was safe. In fact, it was in the darkest days of our marriage that the Holy Spirit told me to take my eyes off myself and see that the Enemy was really after Hannah. It was all about destroying her. That is true for every child out there, mom and dad. It’s not about you; it’s about them.
  7. I am thinking of posting sermons here that I think some of you might like. I have done it in the past, and have meant to do it regularly, but writing the outlines takes a lot of time. I may just post the message and write the outline later. I know most sermons I share no one listens to except Doug, but it will also be good for me. I will be able to quickly find those messages that have impacted me. The same goes for prophecy updates. I am very picky about which ones I will watch, because there’s a lot out there that’s just stupid and self-serving.
  8. The impeachment stuff is clogging our news, but I urge you to pay attention to the Middle East. It’s what happens there that best indicates where we are on God’s timeline.
  9. As for the impeachment stuff. I don’t think it will go far. It’s so baseless. So stupid. In fact, every American should hope and pray it doesn’t go anywhere, because there is no evidence of an impeachable offense. I am praying that Democrats in the House start to find the courage to speak out against it. It’s a shameful thing to rob anyone of their right to a defense, and their right to be innocent until proven guilty.
  10. Keep looking up, folks. The Rapture really could take place any time. Every prophecy that needs to be fulfilled before the Rapture has been fulfilled.
  11. I am so concerned for Americans who are left behind. They have no idea how severe the judgment of God is going to be on this nation. I don’t mean the Tribulation; I just mean God’s judgment for how we have murdered and abused children. I know this next statement may cause some to think I’m a real freak, but I also doubt anyone will read this, so here it goes: Trump, despite his many past and current sins, has done more to stop the flood of sin against children in our country than any President in U.S. history. I believe his presidency has held back the judgment of God.
  12. I believe our nation has been blessed for Trump’s support of Israel (not that it protects us from judgment). I also think he might be the President who does not send military aid to Israel during the Ezekiel 38-39 war. That has to be the case though, because no one but God can receive the credit for the victory Israel will experience.
  13. I need to go back to work.
  14. Don’t be afraid to obey the Lord, whatever He may be asking of you, calling you to do. Don’t be afraid. If it isn’t His will, He’ll stop you. Just prayerfully and humbly take that first step, then the second.
  15. These are interesting days. I don’t know what God is doing, but something is going on.

Lucy at Play

I just love this little video.
I love her little feet, using them to help her keep the keyboard on he lap.
I love that she’s playing with two hands.
I love that she wants to make music.
I love that she owns my living room.
I love that she didn’t make me stop filming her.
I love that box, as ugly as it is, because it’s just what she needed.
I love her curls.
I love her—all 102 weeks of her.

Defining Myself

Productivity is a relative term. 
Acceptance is a place in your heart.
Aging is the dessert we’re deprived of for all those years.
Love is patience in the flesh.
Patience is merciful waiting.
Kindness is indulgence.
Indulgence is grace expressed. 

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Pictures from My Day

I was clearing off my refrigerator tonight, because my granddaughter likes to look at the magnets and put them in her mouth. However, most of them are not chew-proof or choke-proof. As I made my way around, I noticed my calendar:

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Can you relate? 🙂

I also found a cartoon that always cracks me up.
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This has been on my refrigerator for a long time, and it’s not going anywhere!

productivity, anyone?

I’m a production manager from way back, but sometimes I forget that about myself. I forget that I actually know how to get things done, and I get bogged down by how much doing there is to do.

That’s always the way, isn’t it? Instead of taking things one step at a time, we look at the whole project and get frightened away! While we do need to see the whole picture in order to get a vision, set a goal, and define objectives, we won’t get very far until we take that first step.

So, early this morning I took my To Do List (from my head, because I have been too afraid of it to actually write it down) and turned it into a Project Board. It’s a productivity tactic I’ve used in the past, and it’s been very effective for me.

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This is my office cupboard. As each task is finished, I will place that sticky on the right side. It’s important to do that step, because seeing what you have already done feeds your drive to get it all done! (Hearts mean I need Doug’s help, and squiggly lines mean it’s particularly time sensitive.) Some things have to be done sooner, but I’ve given myself a goal of being mostly done by Friday night.

Do you have any productivity tips you can share?

candy gifts

Thought I’d share some pictures of the Dieterles giving out candy tonight.

22860916_1038821699593882_1107282211456942080_nLucy’s Grandma Melissa gave her this outfit when she was born, and it made a great costume for tonight.

She had fun watching everyone walk around, hanging out with her Mommy and Daddy. (Yes, that is a space heater in the second photo. They didn’t want her to get too cold.)

post follow-up

A friend, Christina, read my Halloween post and shared that she and her husband went through a similar re-evaluation of how to do Halloween a few years ago. They are a family in Southern California, and she shared that began hosting a neighborhood potluck. They put their fire pit and some chairs in the front lawn, and parents take turns taking the kids Trick-or-Treating. She said it’s one of her favorite traditions. “We actually decided to re-think Halloween several years ago after realizing what an opportunity it was to be hospitable. What other day of the year do all of your neighbors come to your door?”

I love that she does that! Maybe, next year we’ll be a little more prepared to do something similar. This year, we’ve tried to make a greater effort to know our neighbors. Maybe, by next October 31, we’ll be ready to kick it up a notch.

Well, that’s my day in pictures. How was your day?

Today’s Journal – 11/12/16

Outside my window…it is dark and cold. That’s all I know. There is also a lot of yard work waiting for me to do, but I’m trying not to think about it (see below).

I am thinking about…everything I keep putting-off, because something more important happens.  I don’t like it.  I lack focus these days, and it’s really getting on my nerves.

I am thankful for…the endless mercies of God. The past many months I feel like all I can do is just lay myself out at His feet and beg for mercy, and so far His mercies continue.

I am reading…nothing, except the titles of the books piled by my bed. Brain is turning to mush, I think.

I am working on…nowhere near enough.

I am hoping…just hoping. Lots of hoping.

I am praying…Baby is well, and Hannah’s delivery is joyful.

I am meditating on…again, brain is mush. Just trusting God to keep me going.

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Today’s Journal: 9/12/16

Outside my window it is easy to tell that autumn is just around the corner.  I love this time during the year, when we transition from one season to another. I love transitions.

I am thinking about…

  • the week ahead
  • the evening ahead
  • Christmas
  • Weekly Reports to be finished
  • the next newsletter
  • Hannah’s Baby Shower
  • eBay
  • dinner
  • Thursday’s NBFW
  • my sister’s upcoming birthday

I am thankful for a friend who came to do the edging for Doug—such amazing kindness and generosity.

I am reading the latest issue of Christianity Today. Their cover article is on prison aftercare; a friend thought I might like to read it, and loaned me her copy.

I am working on cleaning plastic containers from the Christmas Cookie Campaigns of years past. There were five boxes in my shed, and I didn’t realize how many were still dirty.

I tell ya, every cookie crumb reminds me of those happy events, and all the dear folks who baked cookies. So many people made it possible for us to collect 6,000 home-baked cookies. Oh! Can you imagine? It was so awesome!

I am hoping the Lord “opens the door at little wider” for Tim and Hannah to make a move before Baby arrives.

I am praying for the Fellowship Night coming up next month. And, adding prayer to my above hope!

I am meditating on forgiveness and unforgiveness.


Postscript
Picked a bunch of zinnias this week. Such happy flowers!

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Also, created a new header for the blog. Did you notice it?

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Finally, for those who don’t know what I mean by cookie containers and the Cookie Campaign, here are some pictures.

Today’s Journal: August 21, 2016

Outside my window it is a beautiful day! Not too hot, not too humid.  Bright blue sky.

I am thinking about a lot of different things right now, but lately I’ve been thinking a lot about what life would be like if I got rid of 50% of our belongings. I am trying to imagine if we would miss any of it. Watching the images from California and the homes that have been completely destroyed by fire, then watching the news from Louisiana and seeing these homes completely destroyed by water, I just cannot help wonder what I would do, what I would grab for, as I made my escape. In California, I was always prepared for an earthquake, so the most precious things in life were ready to grab. However, I’ve added many years to my life, and there are more precious things I think I would miss. Yet, I cannot help but wonder: would I really miss them?

I am thankful for God’s divine protection. I had an accident in the garden yesterday. I was pruning my cucumber, when a bee came really close to my head. I reflexively lifted my arm to flick it away—pruners still in hand. Bad idea! Never have I experienced myself being covered with blood. Doug was pretty freaked out. Thank God the blades did not go through my cheek, or hit my eye. Didn’t cut off my ear, either. I thank God I only needed three stitches.

I am also thankful for Jehovah-Jireh, The Lord Who Provides. I learned as a child that God is my Provider, and He has proven himself to be ever-faithful. I’m so grateful for Him! 

I am reading The Book of Revelation.

I am working on a few things—always many irons in the fire. One specific task is organizing the shed for Fall and Winter. I can do that now, because the Lord provided a set of very needed shelves (a neighbor’s cast-off). Thank You, Lord!

I am hoping to organize my attic this summer. My sister needs some things of Mother’s, and that will hopefully help motivate me. I also want to unpack Hannah’s crib, and see if it is usable for Baby Dieterle.

I am praying for the victims of these fires and floods. So heartbreaking to see their homes.

I am meditating on Psalm 84. This was Doug’s sermon passage today. So much good stuff in there.


P.S.

We didn’t take any pictures of my bloody clothes and face, but I have to show you my bloody shoe and my stitches. Hannah said my shoe was grusome. For some reason, I thought that was kind of cool. I did try to get the blood off, but it wouldn’t get. Doug assured me it would eventually turn brown and look like dirt.

ME: Well, yeah, but what if I’m accused of murder and they find this shoe covered in blood?
HIM: And, shine an ultra-violet light on it?
ME: Right. What will I do then?
HIM: That is definitely going to happen.

He didn’t seem very concerned. 😀

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Today’s Journal: 7/14/16

Outside my window it has been a classic, New England summer’s day. Not very fond of humidity, but it’s the price we pay for a long, winter’s nap.

I am thinking about spiritual growth and how God proves His love. (Hebrews 12:6-11) 

I am thankful for a visit with some of the Thursday night ladies.  It was really nice to sit together, again.

I am reading Biography of George Peabody by Phebe A. Hanaford, published in 1882. Want to more about the man who bequeathed a library to our town.

I am working on assorted projects. Nothing too exciting.

I am hoping to get a postage scale for free. Figured I’ll hope until I’m forced to buy one. You never know.

I am praying for children. Parents have the privilege of modeling the love relationship between Christ and the Body.  Or, they can provoke their children to wrath.

I am meditating on Ephesians 6:4.


P.S.

On very hot days, you gotta think SNOW! Here are some “chilling” pictures of winter’s past, to help you cool off! Click to enlarge.

 

Today’s Journal: 7/10/16

Today, outside my window…it’s grey, drizzling. I love days like this.  Today, I am thinking…about the dry spots in the flower bed. It rained so much last night, yet there are places in the bed that are as dry as the desert. Where it is dry, the roots are shallow. This makes it easy to weed, but also easy to pull up something that might be fruitful. Where the ground holds the water, there is so much more life.  Today, I am thankful for…for a daughter and son-in-law who make their way over on Sundays and snuggle on the couch and wash their clothes and help make supper. I’m thankful for the easiness of their company. I’m living the dream. Today, I am reading…nothing. Several books await me.  Today, I am working onweeding the flower bed and feeding the family. Lots of duties I need to attend to, but I think I’ll be happy to just sort a few piles of collected papers and put away the clean towels. The easiness of this day should not be taken for granted. Easy days are a gift; pure luxury. Today, I am hoping…to make the most of the next three weeks. Our days with Maddie are very sweet, and driving into the city every day is kind of wonderful. I am also hoping that tomorrow will be the day we can finally force Doug to take his saxophone into the city. He’s been playing with the idea of busking, and Maddie and I think the Public Garden or the Commons would be a perfect spot.  Today, I am praying for…for our sad, hurting nation.  Today, I am meditating on….how some Christians are like that soil in my flower bed. No matter how much they get watered, they seem so dry, so unfruitful. Nothing takes root. The great truths the Spirit of God has planted in their hearts are easily pulled out by the schemes of the Enemy. It’s not good. Also, meditating on Romans 5.

P.S.

 When we get into the city early, we visit the Public Garden or the Commons. This week, we found this beautiful. She came really close to us. Then, we spotted a feather in the middle of the pond. I wanted it very much, and willed it to us. Maddie and Doug were laughing at me, but it came right to me, and she has a nice souvenir now.