Christmas Brunch: Day 8

Today was the Christmas Brunch at Church. It was I think my favorite so far. The speaker was wonderful, the worship was great and seeing God in all things was just so incredible. I think watching my daughter be such a servant is really moving to me. She works the entire time and all just because of her servants heart. Whether it was selling tickets, or filling water pitchers, to just giving people hugs because they needed it was so moving for me. 

Sunday she was selling tickets for the brunch and a young woman came up to buy tickets but she had her bank card and I guess they weren’t set up for that. Emilie told the girl to call her and she would take care of it, but Emilie somehow missed the girls number. Emilie said, “The only thing I could do was to tell God, and she said when they came in the door, she knew that they were the answer to her prayers.” 

The girl just got a job here in town, but she is from Wisconsin. Her Mom is from Nigeria. She is visiting. Emilie and I had room at our table so we had them sit with us and what I love about being a Christian is we were sisters right from the start. They have been here in town for eight weeks. I just enjoyed listening to their voices and I can’t wait to see them soon. 

This is our youngest son. Next week he starts his own adventure. Yesterday was his last day at his job here in town. He will be moving to a new T.V. station next week. This makes the third one to leave. Our other son and his family have been traveling the U.S. this year. Yesterday they posted this.

They have only a few states left. They left here in April. God has been with them this whole trip and taken care of them. There have been floods, hurricanes and so many other things they haven’t told me I am sure. Then of course, our trip to Tucson earlier in the month to stay with our oldest daughter. 

Its been a very interesting year. This year, was different than any of the others. I am sure when Mary and Joseph, heard from the shepherds, about the heavenly host telling them about the birth of a Savior of the whole world, they never had any idea how the world would be changed. Babies if you think about it change the world. As I see my own children going out in the world, and how in each one of their lives they are changing the world. 

Do you remember that saying that the hand that rocks the cradle rules the world?I think it still rings true. 

So day eight has given me pause today. I will have another emotional week as I prepare myself to let another fly from the nest. If you are familiar with Miss Flite in my favorite Charles Dickens, Bleak House, I am starting to feel more and more like her. I keep opening the cages and off they fly. 

Blessings from my heart to yours,

Kim

The March to Christmas:Day Seven.

Today is the first Friday in December. December Seventh. On this day in 2001 we moved to this house. We had not sold our other house. I was terrified out of my mind. No one was buying houses in 2001 because of the events of the that had happened  September 11th of that year. When we started building this house there was not any idea that the world was about to change. Our children were 19,15,13,11,9,7. We had been trying to move to the country since before the kids were born. We had finally did it and I just knew that God was going to forget us. On a day when I was standing in our other house in the back yard, crying watching the sun set. I finally decided it was time to go in the house. I had not done my devotional time yet that day. My husband had started a fire in the wood stove. I grabbed my basket that had my devotional things in it and turned to that days reading. 

“How long wilt though mourn?…fill thy horn with oil, and go, I will send thee…I have provided…

—1 Samuel 16:11 

I knew that this was God’s word for me. I finished packing and knew I must trust God with it all. It was such hard work to move all of us, and get it done. Christmas was coming. We moved in on that Saturday of December 7th. Ron took the kids back to get our chickens and the coop and bring the last load here. He had got the kids and everything in the truck, when a couple stopped at the house and asked if they could go inside and look at the house. Ron said yes and took them for a tour. They said they wanted the house and would be in touch. I told Ron earlier in December all I wanted for Christmas was a sale pending sign. By December 10th we had that sign and by December 21st. The papers were signed and by January 31 the money was in the bank. God had indeed provided. Now for these 17 years, He has provided and continued to provide. We have had weddings and parties, and grand babies. We have really lived in the house and with the youngest leaving next week for San Diego we will have one more son at home for awhile. How things have changed. I am so thankful that I am right here this day on December 7th and not moving. Writing this post has reminded me of the faithfulness and the graciousness and never failing love God has shown us and our family though the years. What a wonderful life I have lived, all because of the mercy of God. 

Thank you so much for stopping by today,

Kim 

Christmas Countdown Day Six

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Today was the perfect day for baking. Rainy, cloudy and cold. For here anyway. We haven’t had snow here in twenty years.  Every year, that is always the topic of conversation, do you think we will get snow this year? I live in the Central Valley of California. The bread basket of the world. My son and his wife have been going around the U.S. for nine months and they say that every store they go in and look at produce and look for a label of where its grown, it is here in the Central Valley.

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Today is day 6 of our Advent time of posting every day. Its a good challenge for me. It has kept my mind on the Nativity and on looking at what is important and not how much I need to get done.

I was thinking about Isaiah today. I have always loved that passage.

“The people walking in darkness have seen a great light; on those living in the land of the shadow of death, a light has dawned.
For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given, and the government will be upon His shoulders. And He will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace. Of the increase of His government and peace there will be no end. He will reign on the throne of David and over his kingdom, to establish and sustain it with justice and righteousness from that time and forevermore. The zeal of the LORD of Hosts will accomplish this.”Isaiah 9:2,6-7

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I have had babies on the brain since the birth of our 10th grandchild, four weeks ago. I had to come home too soon. I was thinking when I saw this picture, imagine holding a baby who has already been named all of the things in the above verse. Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace. Rocking and holding the Son of God in your arms. Smelling his sweet baby head. Rocking Him to sleep. I love that passage in Luke.

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“…And all who heard it were amazed at what the shepherds said to them. But Mary treasured up all these things and pondered them in her heart.” Luke 2:18-19

Doesn’t that make your heart happy to think of Mary, hearing all of that and storing those words in her heart. I know as a new mom, the morning after the birth of my first baby, I remember waking up early in the morning, and my heart was singing for joy. I wanted the whole world to know, I had a baby. It was such a time of rejoicing. I can’t help but think Mary would have thought those things too.

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Its been a nice day to think about those things. Today my daughter texted me to tell me something cute one of my grand daughters said. My son on the road sent me a picture of a half Border Collie that he wanted me to see. ( I love Border Collies.) My other son and his wife Face timed with me on a hike with them in Kauai. My youngest son, still comes home for lunch from work. My middle daughter sends me texts with I love you Mom! As I write this my third son number five, is playing all of my favorite Christmas songs on the piano while I write. I am so thankful that I was given a gift  of Motherhood. I feel very loved and appreciated.

But imagine, Mary being told by an Angel she would be the mother of God. It just boggles my mind.  Her son would be for the salvation of the whole world. I know how over the moon proud of my children and grand children. I am sure she watched every thing he did with awe.

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Thank you so much for visiting today. Its lovely to have this wonderful experience. Have a lovely sixth day of Advent.

~Kim~

 

 

Rain and Baking

We have had a wind storm all day. The rain is coming now. I can’t write a post on computer but my phone works so I will try it this way.

I love baking. I love baking bread. There is something about baking bread that makes me so happy. Last year, I started realizing that maybe me and bread were going to part company. I really didn’t want that to happen. Almost a year later most of my health problems have gone away. It’s been almost a year, I still miss making bread. So I signed up at church to bake and cook food. I hope it helps me to just do a bit.

(This was our newly plowed pasture. I love all of the colors of the trees. The wind took most of those leaves today. )

At Bible study, We are in Exodus. We are learning about Passover. I keep thinking how Passover fits with the Christmas story. The baby born in the manger was the fulfillment of that first Passover when the Israelites left Egypt. Then I started thinking how many kings tried to stop the birth of baby boys in the Bible. There is Pharaoh in Exodus. In the New Testament, Herod wants to kill all baby boys two and under. All to stop God’s plan to save the world. To stop the plan of salvation.

When the angels appear to the shepherds in the fields they say to them, “Don’t be afraid! I bring good tidings of great joy which will be to all people. For there is born to you this day in the city of David a Savior,Who is Christ the Lord. And this will be the sign to you:You will find a babe wrapped in swaddling cloths, lying in a manger.”

Just what I was thinking about tonight. I love how everything is a picture brought out in color for us to see. I hope this makes some kind of sense.

Kim

Day 5

On The Fourth Day of Christmas…

 

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This morning the sky was a bit pink. It was really red and I ran into get my phone to take a picture and this was all that was left. Can you see all of the wishes in our front yard?  Our front yard was a pasture, we have pasture weeds in our lawn.

Today I thought I would talk about a very quiet character that the Nativity seems to me does not give as much attention to is Joseph.

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“A virgin was engaged to a man whose name was Joseph, of the house of David. And the virgin’s name was Mary. Her husband to be, Joseph, being a just man and unwilling to put her to shame, resolved to divorce her quietly. As he thought about these things, behold an angel of the Lord appeared to him in a dream, saying, “Joseph, son of David, do not fear to take Mary as your wife, for that which is conceived in her is from the Holy Spirit. She will bear a son, and you shall call his name Jesus, for he will save his people from their sins.” When Joseph woke from sleep, he did as the angel of the Lord commanded him: He took his wife, but knew her not until she had given birth to a son.

He called his name Jesus. A angel of the Lord appeared to Joseph in a dream, and said, “Rise, take the child and his mother, and flee to Egypt and remain there until I tell you, for Herod is about to search for the child, to destroy him.”  And he rose and took the child and his mother by night and departed to Egypt and remained there until the death of Herod.

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These are some of my favorite verses. I love that Joseph never questions the angel of the Lord. He just gets up and does what he is told. I always think that God knew exactly what kind of parents Jesus would have, and he picked just who he wanted. I think that there is that quiet devotion first to Mary, in that he didn’t want to do any thing public when he was told she was expecting. He then waits for her until after Jesus is born. Then he goes to Egypt to protect the baby from Herod and then doesn’t go back to the town they were from  but goes to Nazareth. To keep Mary and Jesus safe. I think Joseph is really a hero.

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I hope someday I get to meet him too in heaven.

~Kim~

December 3rd

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Blogging every day is good, but it means I spend a bit more time thinking.

When the children were all at home. We would as the kids called it “light the candles.” I liked it but as the kids got older they didn’t like it so much. We got away from it. Now thinking about it as this is the first day of Advent. We would have lit the purple candle tonight. Of course, all of the passages Ron would read Advent passages out of his Bible. Those passages still have a bits of wax from the over zealous kids who blew out the candles. I think I really need to revisit it.

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I am afraid I have become more of a Grinch at Christmas rather than a Mary. I get so caught up in what I have to do, my lists I need to get done, the places I need to go, rather than sitting and waiting and using this time for refreshment to my soul and of waiting on the Lord. Where did the joyful anticipation go and when did I grow up?

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When I was a girl, I lived next door to my grand parents. It would get dark so early and I firmly believed that Venus was the star that stood over the manger with the baby Jesus there. It would be cold, and I would crawl up on this I think it was a metal stanchion to haul calves to the sale. For me it was like a jungle gym and I would climb to the top and I would sing every Christmas carol I knew. Every night. We didn’t go to church. I really didn’t know much about the Christmas story. I heard from kids at school that there was a story about Jesus in the Bible. I got the Bible that was just for looks sitting up on the mantel. I am glad that the story is in Luke 2 because I started in Matthew and when I found it I was mesmerized by the words. ” For unto us is born this day in the city of David, a Savoir, who is Christ the Lord…” Luke 2:11

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My Mom had went to Cornet and had bought us a small Nativity set. I found a couple of shingles that had blown off the roof of the house.  I got some scotch tape and taped two shingles together. I went to the barn and got some hay and put Mary and Joseph and the baby Jesus in the barn I built. Then I would stand on the hearth of the fireplace and I would read that story to my baby in the manger.

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Every year that was my job. I still have a Nativity on my mantel. You know though, sitting out in the cold singing my heart out to heaven, still reminds me that its that part I love about Christmas. I love looking up in the night sky this time of year and seeing Venus and remember that little girl singing her heart out to God. He of course was real to me then as He is now. Of course, when I remember this part from my childhood, I can’t help but laugh as I remember my Grandpa opening the back door and yelling outside to me in the cold, “Kim! You hurt?” Me of course, very quietly saying, ” No Papa, I’m fine, as I very carefully climbed down and went into the house for dinner.

 

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Have a wonderful new week this first week of December.

~Kim~

 

 

 

 

 

 

Christmas: Day Two

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I haven’t written many blogs since Ben and Megan decided they were going to sell everything and live in a travel trailer, experiencing life on the road. They want to find a home and they wanted to see each state before they decided to settle down. They have now been on the road nine months.

About the same time it took Kessie to have a baby who is now here. Wow, I never thought about it like that before. That is what I love about blogging, it gives me perspective.

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In the past, I have thought of Christmas as the end of all things, the end of the year, a time of slowing down and reflecting. I am doing something different this Christmas season. I am going to look at it as a time of new beginnings. January is of course that, but this year our Christmas will be different than any of the past. It will be a time of new traditions. With Peter starting his new job this month in a new city. One more bird has flew the nest. Two of the three that still live in our city, are very busy with their lives and the son we have that still lives at home, will be busy with his girl friends family and doing their traditions. Always before, I fixed a Christmas eve dinner, a Christmas morning breakfast and then a very nice Christmas dinner.

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So as my picture says, I am going to make snow angels. I am going to just cook a very nice Christmas breakfast and maybe a simple dinner. So that which ever family members happens to be in town, they will be welcome to drop in on their time schedule and hopefully, Christmas this year will be a pause to reflect on what is important.

Not my unmet expectations. Which I have always had since I was a little girl. It was always more fun to wish and dream with a catalog laying on my tummy in my grandmother’s living room than the actual presents under the tree.

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When I was a young woman, trying to figure out life and how it worked and looking for a older woman to come along side. I turned to books. One of those women was Ruth Graham. Now as each one of the six are living the life God has called them to do, I find Ruth’s quote even more poignant today.

“I asked Mother how she endured so many years of goodbyes.
She quoted a mountain-man who said, ‘Make the least of all that goes and the most of all that comes.
~Gigi Graham Tchividjian

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I wish you the best Christmas season ever. Thank you for visiting today.

Here are the other lovely gals who are taking part.

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Happy December 2nd,
Kim