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Resurrection Sunday 2017

It will be Easter in a couple hours which causes me to consider the great love Jesus has for us. It is amazing to me that God would put aside his role and take on the role of man. He put off his power and took on human nature. The creator, took the place of one of his creation. How amazing is that…

Well Easter also known as resurrection Sunday, is basically the new beginning for us, and the end of his time here as a man. True it will be many days before he returns to heaven, but his resurrection is the victory that every person needs in order to “enjoy:” life after death. We go on…whether we seek the forgiveness that Jesus offers to those who ask, and seek to follow him, believing in who he said he was. The Messiah.
The Savior of the world. His gift to whoever calls upon him. His gift available, but only when we come to him and seek his mercy and his grace.

Easter is that special time where sunrise means more than morning. It means the morning that he took death and cast it aside, and set captives free, brought those who believed out of darkness and they got to go home. Can you even imagine…As a Wife and Mother, I would probably be in the kitchen fixing dinner. Possibly thinking about the child who had died or the spouse, or Mother or Father, perhaps a brother or Sister….Imagine the surprise and shock you would experience if someone you loved who had died walked in the door. Yikes…I would be questioning them and half disbelieving anything they said, but fact upon fact, they were alive.

Well, that’s what happened on Resurrection morning. It wasn’t just JESUS who rose from the dead…He brought others with him. Dead and in the grave, now alive and walking and talking. Yea, I am betting that got the attention of everyone in town and probably even in the country. There is a song…”because HE lives, I can face tomorrow, because he lives, all fear is gone…” Because HE LIVES, I too can face tomorrow. Not just tomorrow in my life here on earth, but tomorrow referring to after I die…I actually may not die, but that is for another blog post.

There is a lot more to Resurrection Sunday than Jesus. He is the most important…He is the reason we celebrate. We celebrate with Easter Eggs….Why eggs. probably because there is life in the egg. The chick is formed in the egg and when the time is right, it pecks the eggs shell and before you know it there is another life. Seem appropriate, doesn’t it.

Where the Bunny comes from…who knows. Not important, but fun, unless it is some guy in a bunny suit with a mean face. I would not want to sit on that Easter Bunnies lap. And why would you want to? Easter Bunnies never promise you gifts..

Well, moving on…I muse over days gone by. Easters that have come and gone. Easter Sunday is always spent in church, worshiping the Risen Lord. Tomorrow, I will miss Church. I will leave home about 6 AM to head to another place to spend time with My Daughter, Grandchildren, Nephew and his family. It will be a wonderful day…despite the 6 hours I will spend on the road. We will laugh…My little Sister will be there. This year we will not have matching dresses that also would match our Mother’s dress…Yes we were stair steps wearing the same dress in different sizes that our Mother made, because Easter was a special day. We would all wear a hat that we had bought at “Dottie Dun’s Hats” in Minot North Dakota. Then we would sing…”In your Easter Bonnet, with all the frills upon it, I’ll be the grandest lady in the Easter Parade.”  It was always fun going to Minot for our hats. We lived about 60 miles from Minot and we usually only went to that city in the spring when snow melt was happening. One of my fondest memories was the sound the cars made as they drove through the slush. I still, all these years later, enjoy the sound of slush. It is a wonderful time in North Dakota when the snow starts to melt and the days show the promise of Spring.

We never hid eggs outside. That would not have been good. My Dad was sure that the dogs would eat them, but of course he couldn’t tell us that. I am sure there was some lame excuse why the Easter Bunny left them in the house. Most likely we would be told that it could snow and the Easter Bunny wouldn’t want our eggs hidden by the snow or frozen. LOL…yea, everything makes sense when you are a kid.

I was at the grocery store today, and thought I should buy some candy…but decided I probably didn’t need to eat the chocolate and also thought the price was just too high. $4.50 for a little bag…huh..Nope!

Easter also brings to mind the egg decorating. I was never much good at it, but when my kiddos were little we managed…Then we hid them in the yard, and the oldest found the most…he was best as seeing them and grabbing first. We occasionally would find one or two a few weeks later. My daughter was the Egg decorator. She could decorate eggs for hours and hours. She also had the very best eggs …and then what does a Mother do with hard-boiled eggs? Well we made deviled eggs…Isn’t that crazy…On Easter when we honor God, we serve Devil-ed eggs.

One of my very favorite memories of Easter was when my Daughter was older, grown up, actually. She chose that day to be baptized. We went to her Church that Easter and watched as this miracle occurred. My Daughter and Jesus…both raised to life on the same day. One, many years after Jesus…but it makes my heart sing, and puts a smile on my face. An Easter doesn’t come and go without remembering this important day in her life.

Well, 4:30 AM comes early and I have to get on the road early, so I will be going to bed shortly. Why am I writing a blog tonight? Well, this is more for me…Me enjoying Easter. Me taking the time to say Thanks to Jesus for what he has done for me. Me because I just wanted to muse for awhile.  Me, because I won’t be in church tomorrow.

To each of you, we wish you a blessed Resurrection Sunday…. I hope you will make it to church, and if you do, take some time to just talk to Jesus….HE LISTENS, HE LOVES, HE FORGIVES, HE GIVES NEW LIFE…..HE IS ALIVE!

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Most Moms and Dads don’t set out to damage their kids, but most do.

Every time I go to Walmart or the Mall or the grocery I see frustrated parents trying desperately to get their children, whether toddlers or school age to listen to them and behave in a way that is respectful, or well-mannered or perhaps we could say “civilized!”

The behavior is such that children pull stuff off the shelves to put in the cart, or throw themselves on the floor in a tantrum or what is referred to in the south as a “hissy-fit!”  (more…)

Noise in the night

Posted: April 9, 2015 in This and That
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I awoke to noise. Many people. Crying. My Mother… Other voices… shushing… don’t wake the kids….but I was awake, and I was NOT waiting for someone to decide to wake me up.

What had happened? Why are all these people here? Why is my Mother crying? What is going on….Where is my Dad? The living room is full of people. I haven’t seen this many people in our house since we had a big summer picnic in which everyone in the surrounding countryside was invited. Then the yard was spilling over with people, and the house had a few, but mostly they were women and they were gathering food and taking it to the front yard where tables were set up and the NEW Brick Fireplace, my Dad had built were ready to receive and deliver those luscious steaks.

Tonight, there were no Steaks…and there were no smiles. Somber people, speaking in hushed tones…earth-shattering sobs coming from my Mother.

Something has happened to someone, since my Dad is not here, it must be him….I find a face I recognize, “What’s wrong?”, I ask…”What has happened? Where is my Dad?” That face spoke…. Your Dad is on the way to the hospital in Minot. Minot? Why not Kenmare, that hospital is closer? We always used the hospital in Kenmare. It was only 20 Miles from home. “Was there a car accident?”…I quizzed him. He was not volunteering any information. “WHAT HAPPENED?” I demanded an answer, after all I was not a baby…I was 15 years old and not stupid.

“Your Dad was shot tonight.” he barely whispered, with a pained expression on his face. Where was he shot? I demanded answers….In Donnybrook, on main street. WHAT? What happened? Again and again…words kept coming and answers were not forecoming….and then I was put in a car along with my Sister who was still asleep and taken to the neighbors for the night. My Mother was being taken to Minot to the hospital where my Father had been taken.

No more answers….None…I asked the neighbor who we were to be staying with, but she said she didn’t know. She gave us a bed to sleep in, but there was no sleep. My sister slept alongside me. Peacefully…thank God at least she was sleeping. For me…no sleep this night. I sat with my back against the wall….no headboard on this bed. I sought the truth from the only one who knew…

Just so you know…I am taking a blogging class. The goal is to write something every day for a month. This is day 3 and the assignment is to share with you my 3 favorite songs and what they mean to me. Here it is:

Music makes the world go ’round! Isn’t that what “they” always say? From the time I was a wee little one, the joy of cheerful happy music has bathed my soul in joy! It has lifted my spirits, and spoken my thoughts out loud in a way I never could.

We have just celebrated Resurrection Sunday(AKA Easter). From the time I came to know how much Jesus loved me and that he died for me the words and rhythm of this song echo in my head. It seems I have almost always been in church, when I have heard this and sung along. Even more than singing this song in church, I love to hear my Son sing this a capella. It warms my heart, reminds me of God’s love and care for me. This is the first verse, and the only one I know by heart.
[On a hill far away, stood an old rugged cross, the emblem of suffering and shame; And I love that old cross, where the dearest and best, for a world of lost sinners was slain. So I’ll Cherish the old rugged cross, Till my trophies at last I lay down. I will cling to the old rugged cross, and exchange it someday for a crown.]

It’s hard to choose 3 favorites since I have never really thought about it…but I love the upbeat sound of Rockin’ Around the Christmas Tree. It always makes me feel cheerful, optimistic and feel like dancing. If you want to listen to this click, this link: http://www.make4fun.com/audios/Christmas-audio-clip/26029-Rockin-Around-The-Christmas-Tree

My final favorite is Hallelujah, but sung with different words…The word Hallelujah, just totally belongs to God and in my humble opinion, the words should go along with it! The music lifts your soul into the heavens and God’s Glory just permeates the atmosphere… Enjoy!

Hallelujah Easter version

Yes, there are many more songs that make me laugh, make me smile, make me cry, lift my heart, open my eyes, and bring joy to my life…but these for today, are my favorites!

Day 2….If I could transport myself anywhere….where would that be?

Logically….I am stressed. The day has been too full of too much. My email is running over, and people need answers to questions. Luckily I just got one cancellation which was going to eat up about 10 hours, so I am way ahead of the game. I sit in this little office, the desk is covered with papers in disarray. For some reason I can’t seem to stack papers neatly, My Jergens lotion sits on the left side of my computer, because it needs to be handy for my super dry skin….On the right sits a combination of coconut oil, and essential oils for my skin that needs extra special care. There are cords….Oh My Gosh…there are cords. One for the power to the computer, one from the printer, that doesn’t seem to work “wireless” to the computer, there is the one that charges my Ipad and the one that charges my phone. There are two ink cartridges for my printer….One is empty and one is full, except the full one is for some long lost printer so when I inserted it into this printer, I got that crazy notification telling me it was the wrong one. On my right is a bottle of essential oils, on the desk behind are 50 other bottles of various kinds of essential oils, a bag of empty roller bottles, some teeny weeny bottles, and a box full of bottles, some open some never opened….a book telling me what to do with them all, and a flyer with various oil recipes to help make life better for lots of people.

Oh my….I look again at my desk…it has a plastic container with pumpkin seeds(my favorite snack), a camera, a Television which is on Fox News, or the Cooking channel. The right side of my desk has a bottle of Hawaiian Ginger splash spay, a blue lid to the plastic container that holds the pumpkin seeds, a registration card for a vehicle, a bottle of water with apple cider vinegar in it, and a cup of coffee which is still semi-warm, and will be cold before I finish it.

My life seems to be surrounded by clutter. I suspect I have “hoarder” tendencies. My brain is filled with clutter, I can’t go on…to tell you the rest of the stuff on my desk will push me over the edge.

OK…I am going to breathe…Where would I like to transport to? How about a clean office with everything organized, a place for everything. My work would be caught up, I would be done with my taxes, All my drawers would be tidy, my books in the bookcases would be organized by purpose…God books, Oil books, Real Estate books, medical books, photo books(yes, I still have those too, even though a good plenty of them are hidden neatly in the cloud.) books on how to run my technology(all unread), and there would be the smell of warm sweet caramel rolls(which would contain NO calories)…There would be an easel set up with brushes neatly organized and paint ready to put on that blank canvas(one of my favorite fun things to do) Yes…Transporting would be fun…I think I will click my heels, and wiggle my nose…and blink three times….and I am there…and then….well perhaps a nap!