A COMMENTARY FROM THE HEART

In the 50+ years I’ve been alive and kicking, I must admit that there is very little I can explain – except to say…  “It must be God’s will.”  People are big on asking WHY about everything.  If I allowed myself to dwell on the whys in life, it would drive me crazy.  I have to believe that I’m not a mom because God intended for me to do other things.  I was not successful and very unhappy at the workplace, sitting in a chair in a cubicle – but I have to believe there were lessons God wanted me to learn.  I hope I learned those lessons and would be a better person going forward.

We’re not meant to understand things – and I’m not a person who says they will ask God questions when I get to Heaven.  I can’t imagine that any of the small stuff will matter once I get through the pearly gates!  Nothing I face in this life is going to make a bit of difference once I’m in my eternal home!  It’s a place of sweet peace and contentment.  There are no more tears – and I will smile so big my cheeks will hurt!

Life is a mystery.  Everything about life is mysterious, and God wants to keep it that way.  How strong would our faith have to be if things were understood completely?  It’s faith in God’s way and His plan that keeps us afloat in this life.  We know that God loves us and wants His best for us.  It occurs to me that He may have protected me somehow by not blessing me with children.  Who knows what the issue may have been – of course, God knows.  He knows – and that is enough for me.  That’s my faith talking.  I don’t know why, but I know Who does know why – and He’s not going to share that with me.  It’s fine.  I trust that God knows what is best for me.  I pray for His comfort, joy, peace, patience and love.

I love mysteries, as you know.  Whether it’s a book or a movie, or a program on Investigation Discovery channel, I get wrapped up in a good “who done it” – and even though I may figure it out in the first portion of the story, I still like to hear the particulars about the case.  Those mysteries get solved, and we generally learn many crucial details along the way.  God’s mysteries are not solved, except to Him, of course.  The point is, they are His to divulge or keep to Himself.  We have to accept that and place our faith and trust in Him, praising Him for Who He is.

The God who made the Heavens has made for us a way.  🙂

 

 

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A COMMENTARY FROM THE HEART

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The wind blows wherever it pleases. You hear its sound, but you cannot tell where it comes from or where it is going. So it is with everyone born of the Spirit.  – John 3:8

Ah…  the wind.  We love wind here in Kansas, especially in March!  We were recently on the highway heading for Yoder, Kansas – with wind gusting at record speeds.  We were heading for an elevated bridge and there was a very large truck literally weaving from one lane to the other as we came closer to the bridge.  My husband wisely said, “I think I’ll just stay back here until we clear that bridge.”  Smart guy.  I was going to suggest it, but I don’t like to be a backseat driver… turns out I didn’t have to be an annoying and nagging wife.  kansas

The gift of the Holy Spirit of God is the most precious blessing the Lord gave us.  He is our Comforter, our Light, our Peace, our Love, and it’s only with His help we can have the good fruits in our lives.  Those would be the fruits we find in Galatians:galatians-5-22

These are the characteristics we lean on God’s Spirit to help us achieve.  There’s no way to do it on your own – many try.  It’s so much easier to just stop leaning on your own understanding and lean on God’s wisdom every minute of every day.  As situations crop up, just pray – instead of going into panic mode or fix it mode – take a few seconds (trust me, that’s all it takes) to just whisper a prayer.  It’s amazing how much easier things are after you hand them to the Father.

I LOVE this poem Lucinda wrote called THE TUG.

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I found this original song on You Tube – CATCH YOUR WIND.  Yes…  lets!

Someone once told me that hymns are the most difficult songs to play – well, I’ll tell you something else – writing about spiritual things is more difficult than writing about the coming of springtime and what you plan to plant in your garden!  Suffice to say…  the Holy Spirit of God is honestly better FELT than TELT.  It can’t be explained in words, because words won’t be good enough to explain Him.  If you know God’s precious Holy Spirit, you are blessed and you know it.

Please keep KANSAS in your prayers.  We have wildfires burning which if not contained soon, will prove to be dangerous to homeowners.  Thank you.  🙂

INTERNATIONAL CLOTHESLINE WEEK

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Get on board!  It’s time to save energy and hang your clothes on a clothesline!  Some housing developments with a “no clothesline” clause in the covenant are making allowances for this week only.  Check with your local HOA to see if yours is one of them.  If you can’t string up an outdoor line, you can still use a fold-up rack  http://www.wayfair.com/Drying-Racks-C434826.html or put a short line up inside your laundry room.

My mom always hung clothing and bedding out on the clothesline to dry.  It just made sense because let’s face it, in Kansas there is wind – and plenty of it!  The worst thing that can happen is you end up with bird poop on something – but it doesn’t happen that often.  It’s really bad if the bird has snacked on mulberries.  They grew wild in the empty lot across the street…  yeah.HANGING SHEETS ON THE LINE

Of course, the winds of June will not be as strong as the winds of March, but they will certainly dry those clothes and sheets.  I have the most fond memories of my mother hanging the wash out to dry.  I’ve read other women’s writings about those precious days with their mothers, but my memory includes something that nobody else’s does…  I remember my mom getting her basket of damp clothing about halfway out to the clothesline – and then she would always SNEEZE!   I teased her to no end about it!

I used to make my mom’s clothes pin holder – the bag that hung on the line.  I made them out of my old denim jeans – that were cut into shorts – well, what do you do with the leg part that’s left over?

There are several benefits to line drying your clothes – obviously one is cost.  The electric dryer costs money to run, and the sun and wind is free.  The sun also whitens whites and will disinfect bedding naturally.  It’s great exercise – you have to load your basket with the damp clothes, carry it to the line and bend and stretch as you pin the clothes to the line.  Then you reverse the process when you take things down.  Add in the folding and putting away, and that’s a day’s work!

Your duds will last longer.  When was the last time you cleaned out a dryer vent?  I notice especially with towels and fleece clothing – it’s pretty full after the dry cycle is finished.  Clothing and especially bedding will smell so much fresher after drying on the line.  Line drying also reduces wrinkles – mama used to “snap” things before hanging them – that was to snap the wrinkles out!  Was mom smart, or what?

There are no dryer sheets needed, but line drying actually eliminates static cling because there’s no electricity to cause static cling to begin with.  The times I helped my mom hang laundry are some of the most peaceful and simple times I remember in my childhood.  We had a good time talking and laughing together in the sunshine – I especially liked to tease her about that sneezing…  yeah.

A serious benefit of using a clothesline instead of a dryer is the risk of fire!  Did you know that clothes dryer fires make up over 15,000 structure fires, 15 deaths and 400 injuries each year?  The annual cost in the U.S. for fire loss due to clothes dryer fires is estimated at a whopping $99 million!

It’s really worth considering a more natural way of drying clothes and bedding, isn’t it?  I hope one day soon, the HOA’s across the country will reconsider the “no clothesline” clause in housing developments.  Sometimes ecology and safety need to come before esthetics.  Jus’ sayin…  🙂

 

INTERNATIONAL MOTHER LANGUAGE DAY

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My friends at school used to tell me how lucky I was to be an only child because I got a bedroom all to myself.  Well, let me tell you, there’s a down side.  If something went South, there was nobody to blame.  It was on me.  I had to tow the mark, walk the line, straighten up and fly right and stop crying or I’d be given a reason to cry.  Empty threats?  Oh no.

I cherished the little spurts of freedom I got as a teenager.  I didn’t have a mother, I had a smother; you know, a mother that smothers and controls.  It’s not an insult – it’s a fact.  We both knew it and discussed it quite often.  I loved her madly, but at times she drove me mad.  I’m surprised I know how to tie my own shoelaces.  Every time I’d start to do something, I’d hear, “Oh honey, let me do that for you – you might hurt yourself.”

So I’m completely helpless today because I was not given the opportunity to do anything for myself.  Of course, today I am forced to do most things for myself.  Wow – I’m still alive, isn’t that great?

As a teenager I looked forward to sitting with the other teens at church on Wednesday nights.  I couldn’t sit with them on Sundays because I had to play the piano for service.  I was stuck on the front row, piano side from the time I was twelve years old.  That’s not where a teenager wants to sit in church.  Sigh.

On Wednesdays I got to be a kid and hang out with my friends.  We whispered and giggled and had some fun – until I made eye contact with my mom.  It was the LOOK…  that, “Just wait till I get you home” look.  Every daughter knows it.  You are soon to be toast and you know it.

The most free I felt as a teen was when our church group went out for a bike ride.  Here in Wichita we have a bike path that runs from 13th street clear to O.J. Watson Park.  It was a different time in the early 1970’s.  Sure, we had to worry about BTK, but other than that, it was fairly safe here.  We didn’t have to wear helmets or anything like that – we just showed up with our ten speeds and took off – it was great!  No parents and no responsibilities – just fun! 

I remember the wind in my hair and feeling free.  My life was one big responsibility – not that it can’t be fun, but not as fun as this!  I couldn’t mess this up, right?  There was no right or wrong – just fun. 

The car my folks drove was very distinctive.  Not because it was shiny and new, but because it was an older model car.  It was a 1968 Chevy Bel Aire.  I knew that car.  It was the car I drove to school later on – trust me, I knew the car.  Our biking group got about halfway down the bike path and took a little break.  We got off our bikes and walked around and I remember thinking, “This is really great!”  Then I happened to look up to see my folks driving by – my mom waving at me as though she was excited that I was still in one piece.  There’s that smother language talking at me again.  Sigh.

It was love and concern and I knew it.  I just shook it off, got back on my bike and kept riding.  I tried not to think of it as a lack of confidence on their part.  Sometimes I admit I saw it that way, but then deep down I knew they just didn’t want to lose me.  It can be overwhelming when you are at an age when all you want to do is try your wings and be trusted.  I really wanted them to develop some confidence in my abilities.  Nah…  didn’t happen.

Until you know that life is interesting – and find it so – you haven’t found your soul.   – Geoffrey Fisher

The language between a mother and daughter is very special.  There was more to our relationship than “the look” when she turned around to scold me in church, or the mad waving from the car when she realized I could ride my bike down the bike path without riding into the Arkansas River.  There were winks and thumbs ups and hugs and a sign language that only I could decode.

That loving smother talk just meant that she cared for me – a lot.  ❤

A COMMENTARY FROM THE HEART

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WIND

Back then, Topeka got to know the wind a little too well.  Here in Kansas we hardly notice it because it is so commonplace. The wind. We just wear our pony tails to keep our hair from blowing in our faces and go on. There was a mighty wind in God’s Word, the Bible – in the book of Acts. Now that was a wind that would not be ignored – could not be ignored!

Part of the Holy Trinity, the Holy Spirit (or Holy Ghost) is the comforter that Jesus left with us when he ascended into heaven. The Holy Spirit is God’s power, discernment, wisdom and the strength we gain as believers. In Galatians there is a passage that talks about what the “fruits” of the Holy Spirit are:

But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, longsuffering, gentleness, goodness, faith, meekness, temperance: against such there is no law. – Galatians 5:22-23

Later in verse 25 we are reminded to not only live in the Spirit but to walk in the Spirit. We are to not only talk the talk, but walk the walk. What a concept.

As we go on to Chapter 6 we are told to restore one who has fallen with a spirit of meekness so we don’t go down with them. We are to bear one another’s burdens and have a humble spirit. We learn that God is not mocked. Whatsoever we sow, we will also reap:

For he that soweth to his flesh shall of the flesh reap corruption; but he that soweth to the Spirit shall of the Spirit reap life everlasting. – Galatians 6:8

We are admonished to continue doing good and reminded that we will reap in due season if we “faint not” – we are to do good to fellow believers in particular.

But God forbid that I should glory, save in the cross of our Lord Jesus Christ, by whom the world is crucified unto me, and I unto the world. – Galatians 6:14

Welcome Holy Spirit! ❤

BIG WIND DAY

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I hope some young people read what I have to say today and take heed.  If the wind is blowing very much, please wear earplugs when you go outside to walk or ride a motorcycle.  I know when you’re young you love the wind in your face and your hair blowing freely, but trust me when I say that wind can do damage to your ear drum.

It is both frustrating and annoying to me to have constant tinnitus (ringing in the ears).  That sound interferes with normal conversations and I’ve gotten to where I don’t say “huh” or “what” anymore because that just irritates others.  I’ve started nodding and agreeing.  I’m not sure that’s the best thing to do, but Cie la vie! 

I avoid talking on the phone much because voices sound so terribly muffled and once again I get lost somewhere in the conversation when I can’t hear what someone is saying clearly.

Here’s the part I want to emphasize to you, young peeps – 

The damage is irreversible!!!

You could have this horrible affliction – permanently.  Think about it.  With just a bit of common sense and prevention you could save yourself from a lifetime of bells in the belfry that can drive you BATTY!!!  Listen to me, please! 

Are you listening to me???

I know what you’re thinking.  Believe me when I tell you – yes, it can and will happen to you if you don’t wear earplugs.  Everyone says that tinnitus happens because of age – but that’s simply not true.  I’ve experienced the consequences of not being ready and at the young age of 30 I had to pay the piper.  I’m still paying – dearly!  This damage has effected not only my everyday conversations but also my ability to hear musical tones.  At one time I had perfect pitch.  Now, not so much.

There are two things that you should always wear on a motorcycle – earplugs and a helmet.  I know the helmet will ruin your experience with the wind in your hair, yadda yadda.  Guess what?  Not wearing the helmet will mess with more than that if you crash.  Don’t say it can’t happen – it can.

If you think it’s too much of a hassle to wear earplugs, do what I did.  Attach the earplugs to your helmet strap, since we’ve already established that you are indeed going to wear a helmet! 

For me, wearing the earplugs now is a bit like shutting the barn door after the horse has already gotten out, but I want to save what bit of hearing I have left.  It doesn’t look real cool, but frankly, Scarlet…

Use either a helmet with the earmuffs or plugs, please.  

Wear ear protection when you go out to walk on a windy day.  Sometimes I just poke a cotton ball in each ear before stepping out.  It’s a small thing but it can save your hearing.

Today is BIG WIND DAY!!! April 12th, 1934 Mt. Washington, New Hampshire

Three weather surveyors at the observatory recorded the highest speed natural wind ever measured on earth.  The wind reached 231 miles per hour, and is commemorated each year on this date.  🙂