Day 263 – Game, Set, Match

Oh, yeah.... It is a matched set!

Day 263

A Match (an excerpt) by Algernon Charles Swinburne

If love were what the rose is,
And I were like the leaf,
Our lives would grow together
In sad or singing weather,
Blown fields or flowerful closes,
Green pasture or gray grief;
If love were what the rose is,
And I were like the leaf.
Ahhh…. February. Do you think about the groundhog, about presidents (in the US), or do your thoughts turn to hearts, cards and flowers? Or are you one of those people who swears off love in February eschewing it as a “Hallmark” holiday?
I have love on my mind at the moment. I think that has been obvious from my more recent posts. So we are going to discuss
L. O. V. E.
today. First off, I am going to address the question about “soul mates” – is there only one for me and one for you? Well, Biblically speaking, there isn’t any scripture to support that idea, so in my humble opinion, no. We are given parameters, some window samples and we get to make our choices. Whether we choose wisely, or not, it is our choice. But once we have made that choice? I think it becomes God’s choice.
So, what if there is no one out there that is viable? Well, 2 in 5 American adults are single, so you are not alone! And as a single person, you are still a COMPLETE person – no one else can do that for you. Some famous singletons? Jesus. Paul. All of the disciples except Peter. Elizabeth the First. Edward Koch. Janet Reno. Andrew Jackson. I am sure that you can think of a few on your own. What did these people all have in common other than being single? They all had a mission.
Not everyone has a mission that can be undertaken alone though. And this is where you have to look at yourself. Here is a powerful quote to think about:
“Am I the person the person I am looking for is looking for?” Just because you have a quiver in your liver for that awesome person you just met doesn’t mean that the quiver is reciprocated. The life you lead, the way you present yourself, the pajama pants you wore to Walmart just might not be what he/she is looking for; things in your past that are still affecting your “now” are going to keep affecting your future as well. Those single problems are going to come right along with you into your relationships. It is a myth to say that if you marry the right person, everything will be all right. So really, are you truly the person that the person you are looking for is looking for? It’s not only about finding that right person, it is about BEING the right person too.
Okay, you have found that person who was looking for you while you were looking for him or her! You have chemistry! Guess what? You are going to have chemistry with a lot of people! I hate to burst your bubble like this, but facts is facts. The good news is that you can just thank God for that beautiful flower you looked at, move on and head on home. Just because you have a bit of a flutter because the flower looks and smells good doesn’t mean that flower has character and let me tell you, character trumps chemistry every single time!
Finally, you have your very own loveable person, you have chemistry and you have character now. You are IN LOVE!!! I am going to end this on a note about how to treat that love and it is written on a card in my hand:
  • is patient
  • is kind
  • does not envy
  • does not boast
  • is not proud
  • does not dishonor others
  • is not self seeking
  • is not easily angered
  • keeps no record of wrongs
  • does not delight in evil, but rejoices with the truth
  • always protects
  • always trusts
  • always hopes
  • always perseveres

I leave it to you to find out where that timeless instruction comes from. I am going to go snuggle up to the one I love.

Day 245 – Casting a Golden Light

Casting a Golden Light

Day 245

A man saw a ball of gold in the sky by Stephen Crane

A man saw a ball of gold in the sky;
He climbed for it,
And eventually he achieved it —
It was clay.

Now this is the strange part:
When the man went to the earth
And looked again,
Lo, there was the ball of gold.
Now this is the strange part:
It was a ball of gold.
Aye, by the heavens, it was a ball of gold.

Last night didn’t offer me much in the way of photo ops – it offered me body aches and general malaise, but that was about it.  I managed to get a shot of one of the glass light globes hanging in the café at the church and stuck a fork in because I was done.  I think that is enough about yesterday, because if I write more, it will just be complaining and who likes a complainer?  Not me!

Day 230 – Seriously Weird

Seriously Weird

Day 230

Weird-Bird by Shel Silverstein

Birds are flyin’ south for winter.
Here’s the Weird-Bird headin’ north,
Wings a-flappin’, beak a-chatterin’,
Cold head bobbin’ back ‘n’ forth.
He says, “It’s not that I like ice
Or freezin’ winds and snowy ground.
It’s just sometimes it’s kind of nice
To be the only bird in town.”
Well, how weird that I found some weird birds today, a weird poem, and had a weird message today at church.  Seriously “weird.”  In fact, it was titled “Weird.  Because Normal Isn’t Working.”  I am weird.  I like being weird.  It just means I don’t always go with the flow.  And that really can’t be a bad thing.
(On a side note, I am being stretched extremely thin with family, church, work, 365 and trying to keep up and comment on everyone’s fabulous posts.  I have to make a sacrifice and that sacrifice must be trying to comment on every post I read.  I plan to continue to keep an eye on new works posted, but I will just be “liking” the vast majority of posts to let you all know I have been over for a visit and that I indeed appreciate the hard work you are all doing. )

Day 217 – Between Shows….

Between Shows....

Day 217

Between Two Hills by Carl Sandburg

Between two hills
The old town stands.
The houses loom
And the roofs and trees
And the dusk and the dark,
The damp and the dew
Are there.

The prayers are said
And the people rest
For sleep is there
And the touch of dreams
Is over all.

I had some time Saturday while waiting for the 5:00 o’clock show to end so I poked my camera lens through the metal blinds of Room 200 and shot the snowflakes, the cafe, the Christmas tree and the few people left to wander as hundreds of people enjoyed what our friends and children were giving them in song, dance and praise.  Samantha enjoyed every moment of this experience and is ready to go again next Christmas!

Day 215 – Toot Sweet!

Toot Sweet!

Day 215

Toot Sweets from Chitty Chitty Bang Bang

Don’t waste your pucker on some all day sucker
And don’t try a toffee or cream
If you seek perfection in sugar confection
Well there’s something new on the scene
A mouth full of cheer
A sweet without peer
A musical morsel supreme!
Toot Sweets!
Toot Sweets!
The candies you whistle, the whistles you eat.
Toot Sweets!
Toot Sweets!
The eatable, tweetable treats!

Toot Sweets!
Toot Sweets!
The toot of a flute with the flavor of fruit!
Toot Sweets!
Toot Sweets!
No longer need candy be mute!

I have been busy.  Terribly busy.  So busy, in fact, that my daily photos are completely out of order.  I have no idea what order they were taken in, and I don’t really feel like looking at the meta data to figure it out.

We passed out candy cane after candy cane after candy cane Friday and Saturday – hundreds of them.  The children in the show fell over each other in an effort to be the first ones to the doors of the church to hand them out.  And candy canes are so pretty!

Day 214 – For I Bring You Good News That Will Cause Great Joy

For I Bring You Good News That Will Cause Great Joy

Day 214

And there were shepherds living out in the fields nearby, keeping watch over their flocks at night. An angel of the Lord appeared to them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were terrified.  But the angel said to them, “Do not be afraid. I bring you good news that will cause great joy for all the people.  Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; he is the Messiah, the Lord. This will be a sign to you: You will find a baby wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger.”

  Suddenly a great company of the heavenly host appeared with the angel, praising God and saying,

  “Glory to God in the highest heaven,
and on earth peace to those on whom his favor rests.”

  When the angels had left them and gone into heaven, the shepherds said to one another, “Let’s go to Bethlehem and see this thing that has happened, which the Lord has told us about.”

  So they hurried off and found Mary and Joseph, and the baby, who was lying in the manger.  When they had seen him, they spread the word concerning what had been told them about this child,  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.  The shepherds returned, glorifying and praising God for all the things they had heard and seen, which were just as they had been told.

Luke 2:8-20

Today, I am taking a moment to just breathe before the hectic weekend and so I am giving you a photo taken last night.  My tomorrow will start very early with a good deal of driving, searching, comparing, hunting and hopefully saving, driving some more, paying some bills, hoping to be home by 3 or 4 then off to Riverside by 6, helping out, getting candy canes ready, waiting for crowds, enjoying music, enjoying smiles, enjoying life, then driving, then good nights, then wrapping, wrapping, wrapping, good night Cyndi, good morning Cyndi, and repeat the day but add plenty of well loved family.

But for now, I am going to breathe.

Day 213 – Joy


Day 213

Psalm 98

Sing to the LORD a new song,
for he has done marvelous things;
his right hand and his holy arm
have worked salvation for him.
The LORD has made his salvation known
and revealed his righteousness to the nations.
He has remembered his love
and his faithfulness to Israel;
all the ends of the earth have seen
the salvation of our God.

 Shout for joy to the LORD, all the earth,
burst into jubilant song with music;
make music to the LORD with the harp,
with the harp and the sound of singing,
with trumpets and the blast of the ram’s horn—
shout for joy before the LORD, the King.

 Let the sea resound, and everything in it,
the world, and all who live in it.
Let the rivers clap their hands,
let the mountains sing together for joy;
let them sing before the LORD,
for he comes to judge the earth.
He will judge the world in righteousness
and the peoples with equity.

We had full dress rehearsal tonight at the church for the Big Shows this weekend.  I am continually amazed at the talent that is part of  my church family.  6 vocalist from 11 to 40 bringing me to tears, flutist and violinist accompanying a band that has no boundaries sending chills over my skin, dance, acting, lighting, sets, direction.  How God has gifted this fine people and how those gifts are given freely in His name.  I can’t wait for Friday!  My talent?  Putting a total of 1800 candy canes into baskets for 3 different shows so that every member of the audience enjoys a sweet treat as they leave the building and making sure that the children passing them out is at his/her post on time. Dealing with children is not my gift, so it should be an exercise in patience!

Day 211 – Instead of Counting Sheep

Instead of Counting Sheep

Day 211

Counting Your Blessings Instead of Counting Sheep by Irving Berlin

When I’m worried and I can’t sleep
I count my blessings instead of sheep
And I fall asleep
Counting my blessings

When my bankroll is getting small
I think of when I had none at all
And I fall asleep
Counting my blessings

I think about a nursery and I picture curly heads
And one by one I count them as they slumber in their beds

If you’re worried and you can’t sleep
Just count your blessings instead of sheep
And you’ll fall asleep
Counting your blessings

It was a bad day the other day.  You know when you have accepted the burdens of the world for yourself to carry and you feel that weight physically as well as mentally?  That was my day.  I ended up spending the evening with my mother on our annual night out to see White Christmas and the song above is one of the tunes featured in the film.  And as I sat there in the darkened theater, listening to the words of this song and the vocal tones Bing and Rosemary were singing it with, I felt a portion of those burdens lifting.  I am a my father’s daughter at times – planning for the worst and then dwelling on when the worst is going to come and what the worst will be.  It doesn’t happen too often that I feel this way, but when I do…  sigh.  The sky may as well be falling.  Another sanity day spent in the sun yesterday, and my burdens have lifted.  Yes, they are still burdens, but I am not carrying them alone.

And tonight, I will count my blessings instead of counting sheep.

This is the grand piano being housed in the Riverview wing of my church while the stage and auditorium are moving into high frenzy with the Big Production only days away.

Day 206 – Now and Hence

Now and Hence

Day 206

The Snowflake Which Is Now And Hence Forever by Archibald MacLeish

Will it last? he says.
Is it a masterpiece?
Will generation after generation
Turn with reverence to the page?

Birdseye scholar of the frozen fish,
What would he make of the sole, clean, clear
Leap of the salmon that has disappeared?

To be, yes!–whether they like it or not!
But not to last when leap and water are forgotten,
A plank of standard pinkness in the dish.

They also live
Who swerve and vanish in the river.

I re-charged the battery and had the camera ready, but after a day of plotting and planning and a night of scribbling out my annual Christmas missive of smuggery and half-lies, I really didn’t have the desire to put together a photo as well.  And so I am posting the snowflake I had originally planned to use this past Saturday.  This rather large and quite sparkly snowflake hangs with about 30 other rather sparkly snowflakes from the high ceiling in the commons of my church.  They catch the soft current of air flowing high above and spin lazily.  I shot this from the upper floor of the church while hanging over the railing.  The dancers far below were looking at me as if I was a bit on the loony side, and perhaps I am.  It is such a large area and takes your breath away when you walk in for the first time – the place is oozing with the Holy Spirit and energy; I receive an abundance of solace when I walk through the doors.

Day 204 – What a Word Can Do…

What a Word Can Do...

Day 204

A word of warning that I should have posted at the very beginning of this month:

December is hard for me.

I start mourning my father anew when December comes.

I worry about how we are going to pay the bills when December comes.

I worry how I can possibly put a Christmas together for my children when December comes.

I feel the weight of the world when December comes.

I look forward to when December leaves.

December is hard for me.

And with the difficulties December brings, I am over-sensitive, apt to moodiness and tears are always lurking.  Today at church, was no exception.  Our pastor has been discussing peace this holiday season and what holds us back from peace, what can give us peace and who we are letting destroy our peace.  Nice guilt inducing lectures if you are the one who has no peace in December.  I had to swallow some pride today and ASK (in tears) for free tickets to our Christmas production – yes, my church is actually charging people to attend the Christmas program – because I am having a hard time finding 2 nickles to rub together after paying the bills.  I also took umbrage at my pastor’s lecture designed to shame and belittle the person who used a PRAISE REPORT CARD and questioned the price tag on Christmas program and further,  had the pure GALL not to sign his/her name – then he went on to talk about forgiveness.  This little lecture occurred at three packed services and I know that someone was probably shamed for not daring to sign a name because of this very thing happening.

Ho. Ho. Ho.  January’s coming!