I went to the public library tonight to study. I was studying my "Fundamentals of Accounting" materials... trying to work on some extra credit problems that I put off until the last minute. I thought it would be a good place to study, but it was actually hard to concentrate with all those books around me wanting to be picked up, skimmed over, caressed and read.I tried to resist, but that proved to be too hard and I found a book I wanted to take home. So I went to the counter to check it out. I haven't been to the library in a long time and was informed I had a $9 fine on my card. This is the part where you need to keep in mind I was at the library for the purpose of studying Accounting. I had only a $20 bill and a couple of Ones, so I handed her the twenty and asked if they had change, to which she replied, "I think so", to which I replied, "Would it help if I gave you a $1, too?" She just stared at me, confused. Okay, so in what possible way would it help to give her $21 to pay a $9 fine??!!!! So then we both started laughing and she said, "Don't confuse me with math, I'm a book girl". And I said, "Me too" So I got back to my table to return to my studying... and stared at my Accounting book and, feeling sort-of sad, sort-of tired, sort-of wistful, I asked myself the obvious question... "Why is a 'book girl' studying Accounting?" Someone please tell me what to do with my life! :-)
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Sunday, March 27, 2011
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Friday, March 25, 2011
An interesting thing I have learned about the past is that it doesn't exist. As soon as I have lived a moment, it is gone never to be reclaimed. We say something is "in the past" just like we would say something is "in the bedroom" or "in the closet".... when in actuality... nothing is in the past because the past is gone. If there is something in the closet, that presumes I can go and get it. If something is in the past... I cannot go and get it. I cannot touch it, relive it or change it..... I can do nothing with it. I can see the CONSEQUENCES of things that have happened in the past... I can see the scars (and the beauty)... but I cannot see the past. God is the "I AM". He is here in this moment. And I want to be where He is.
So I was told... when something comes into my head that is "in the past" and I hurt because of it, or I carry it around with me...... or let myself be accused because of it ... I am to tell myself it doesn't exist.
Surprisingly... repeatedly telling myself something doesn't exist has given me a great deal of freedom. I know it happened. But I also know it is NOT currently happening and does not exist any longer. All there is ... is now.
So here I am. Today. Now. Free of the past.
Thursday, March 24, 2011
I've noticed that people in our apartment complex often place things by the dumpster that seem to be perfectly good and I suppose they are just wanting someone to take it so they don't have to deal with it when they are moving out. Not long after moving here, I saw this punching bag and stopped and picked it up. It is in excellent condition and I checked online and it probably costs about $50 to $60 new. It has water in the base to weigh it down. Jacob loves it!
But it does give me an uncomfortable feeling to have a punching bag of this sort in my house. :-) Some of you know where I'm going with this. But I thought I would tell a story of a sweet little 5 or 6 year old girl and an unfortunate event involving a punching bag. This particular punching bag was similar to the one I picked up by the dumpster, but the pole was much more narrow- about the width of a pencil, I think. Somehow, the bag had been removed while the little girl and her baby brother and sister were playing. As the poor little girl was carrying her baby brother, she dropped him and he landed on the punching bag pole. With his head. It went straight up through his head, sort-of behind his ear, and out the top! She ran to get her mother, but her mother had already heard the screams and was on her way to the bedoom. She arrived to find her only son impaled on the punching bag pole. All she could think to do was run to him and pull him up off the pole.
As bad luck would have it, this horrific incident happened during a Michigan blizzard. While the mom held a towel to her son's head, which was gushing blood, the dad of the family went to shovel the car out of the garage so they could get to the hospital, and, in such a panic, as you can imagine, backed the car out of the garage.... twice... with the driver's side door open, damaging the door and the garage. (Okay, that's kind-of funny, right? Don't worry, this story has a happy ending).
The elderly couple across the street were called to come and get the sisters. The elderly lady asked the girls where their "stockings" were and they didn't know she just meant "socks".
As it turned out, according to the x-ray, the pole narrowly missed anything really important in the brother's head. And he got a stuffed elephant while he was in the hospital, which he named "Elly". But the guilt-ridden sister drew pictures of herself crying.
Yes, my dear readers, that little girl was me. And yes, I nearly killed my brother Matthew 35 years ago... on a punching bag. And it's funny to me that what I remember most clearly about all of this was Mrs Pichey asking me to get my "stockings" on.
So, even though the pole on this punching bag I got for Jacob is much, much thicker and doesn't really appear that it could cause anyone serious damage... the rule is that the bag stays on, or it goes back to the dumpster. No bagless punching bags in my house, even free ones.
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
When my mom started quilting as a hobby, I don't think she realized the entire family was going to want their own. (That's like 15 or 16 quilts!) Today Jacob's arrived. He was SOOO excited..... I think she out-did herself.....
Posted by Brenda at 4:17 PM
My new favorite way to access God's Word... how cool is this? I saw this on my cousin Kristy's blog and ordered one right away from this website. It's available in different versions... I chose the New Testament in the ESV. It comes with the MP3 player, battery and head phones...
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Tending sheep, working, working....
a bush ablaze...
Drawn, I go toward
are mysterious and thrilling.
I can't resist them.
I wait and wait on them
I chase and chase them
I crave and crave them
I love them.
Close to the sizzling, sparkling bush....
Feet made by God
Dirt made by God
made by Clarks of England.
God and I,
should be nothing
Brenda, take them off.
Posted by Brenda at 8:10 PM
Monday, March 21, 2011
My bird feeder and wind chimes from a better angle.... (I've had lots of visitors to my feeder!!! They do make a mess... but I enjoy their singing)..... New pot of flowers..... the pot itself was a present from Sarah and her friend, Fleur, that they bought me with my own money one night while they were shopping. I LOVE it. And it will always remind me of Fleur.
Posted by Brenda at 8:10 PM
Sunday, March 20, 2011
So, the day I got my nails done, I was doing what should never be done... because it's illegal and dangerous... I was trying to send a text... and I swerved while entering the highway and hit the curb. All seemed okay, though, so I went on to work. Then I left work in the afternoon, picked up my kids and drove home. At the entrance to my apartment complex, my tired went flat. I know God was surely watching over me since the tire made it all the way home. You can't see so much in the picture, but the tire was seriously damaged and it didn't take a tire expert to see it.
My friend Tammy was nearby, so she came to "help". Her idea of helping was to start getting the spare out of the trunk and hope that a big strong man (who knew what he was doing) would stop and help us! Well, we got started with the help of my dad on the phone while several men drove right by us! Finally the apartment maintenance man came by and did the hard work. I watched him carefully and think I could probably do it myself next time. But I was so thankful for the help. This was probably my first I-really-wish-I-was-married moment and I came through it fine! Because MY husband is the biggest and strongest and happens to be the Ruler of the Universe and he can just speak and hold my tire together. :-)
P.S. Happy birthday Jacob! (More later on that... I haven't seen him, yet, today :-( ).
Posted by Brenda at 12:55 PM
Saturday, March 19, 2011
How cool is this? I had my blog printed into a book finally!! It turned out to be like 347 pages or something.... but I LOVE it. I figure I will do this every couple of years... what a neat way to keep a journal of my life!!!
Posted by Brenda at 11:22 AM
Friday, March 18, 2011
I picked up this book for just a few dollars on the clearance rack at the bookstore and was almost done with it before I realized it was the first book in a trilogy. I really enjoyed it and so I ordered (and received yesterday) the second two books. Can't wait to get started reading them! I'll write more after I finish them. I have been trying to memorize Philippians... and I printed off the whole book from this neat website that my friend Lisa told me about and pasted it in this little notebook that I carry around in my purse. I have not made alot of progess on it, but still I keep carrying it. :-)
Posted by Brenda at 2:16 PM
Thursday, March 17, 2011
My post earlier today should have come BEFORE the one about cooking all the meat and will fit will with some of the ones that will come in the next few days... :-) Because, seriously, I am trying to do better about having a handle on life.
Anyway... below is the progress I have made on the cabinet... the paint was still a little wet when I took the picture. I bought all of the paint on a the clearance rack at walmart, and I thought I had gotten white paint... but when I opened the can, it was taupe. So I decided to go with a new vision and use the taupe, since it's way too late to return it. :-) More to come... it's going to look so good!!!! :-)
Posted by Brenda at 7:30 PM
Well, things didn't work out quite that way... although I did enjoy many years as a homemaker and stay-at-home mom, for which I am thankful.
My life has changed, though. And I find myself still longing for that farm house.
The loveseat has been converted into a "laundryseat", as it is usually covered in clean, unfolded laundry. Often much more than this...
I spend my days "building an empire" of furniture and appliance stores (quote by my boss). Really? When did my life become about empire-building??
Posted by Brenda at 9:54 AM
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
The kiddos are with Tim this week, so I am trying to use the time to get ahead a little. I've been cooking meat and putting it in the freezer. I have plans for the next couple days to put together some casseroles to freeze, too. At my parent's house on Christmas Eve, I won a big box of Rubbermaid containers.... perfect for freezing meats!
Posted by Brenda at 5:17 PM
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Found this by the dumpster a while back.... I have big plans for it. These are just the BEFORE pictures. Hopefully in the next few days I will have the AFTER pictures.... First order of business was to fill the holes on top....
Posted by Brenda at 9:54 PM