Saturday, December 29, 2012
Let's see, the kitchen sink clogged on Christmas Eve while I was preparing our traditional meal of Hungarian Gulyas. I guess those carrot peels were just too much for our old pipes to handle.
So, I called for my Tomer who is the doer of all things handy..."Help!" Out came the plunger and as he was blocking off one sink and running the disposal and water down the other, he yells..."It just broke free!" Well, Hallelujah!!! Glitch number one...it was free all right but as I came back into the kitchen what had broken free, was now flooding the floor! Oh, what fun it was to clean up with bizillions of pulverized carrot peels clingimg to everything!!! I just kept telling myself "Nothing's going to steal my joy...nothing's going to steal my joy..." And it didn't! The floor was finally clean and sanitized along with everything else I could get my hands on and our Christmas Eve was wonderful. Thank you Jesus.
Christmas Day was wonderful too... until early in the evening, when Tomer announced that he was sick. Let me just say, you know it's bad if he admits it without being coerced into it! The girls and their families had already experienced the joy of this season's flu bug and now, it was our turn. By the next morning I was down for the count.
Tomer was up and at it within 24 hours...Me, I'm still living on soda crackers and good ol' Vernor's ginger ale...but at least I can stand the sight and smell of food, even if I can't eat it yet. LOL. Oh, and I have vacuumed up my mess of cracker crumbs...they were everywhere!
So, here I am, far from Beverly Hills this snowy morning...I may be down but thank the Lord, I am never out!
Posted by Trish at 12/29/2012 01:21:00 PM
Saturday, December 15, 2012
It’s a good thing you were born at night. This world sure seems dark. I have a good eye for silver linings. But they seem dimmer lately.
These killings, Lord. These children, Lord. Innocence violated. Raw evil demonstrated.
The whole world seems on edge. Trigger-happy. Ticked off. We hear threats of chemical weapons and nuclear bombs. Are we one button-push away from annihilation?
Your world seems a bit darker this Christmas. But you were born in the dark, right? You came at night. The shepherds were nightshift workers. The Wise Men followed a star. Your first cries were heard in the shadows. To see your face, Mary and Joseph needed a candle flame. It was dark. Dark with Herod’s jealousy. Dark with Roman oppression. Dark with poverty. Dark with violence.
Herod went on a rampage, killing babies. Joseph took you and your mom into Egypt. You were an immigrant before you were a Nazarene.
Oh, Lord Jesus, you entered the dark world of your day. Won’t you enter ours? We are weary of bloodshed. We, like the wise men, are looking for a star. We, like the shepherds, are kneeling at a manger.
This Christmas, we ask you, heal us, help us, be born anew in us.
From Max Lucado
Posted by Trish at 12/15/2012 08:38:00 AM
Saturday, December 1, 2012
I have the Michael's ( English & Buble') crooning away in my car. And tonight we attend our first Christmas get together at Vince's Italian Restaurant (YUM) with Tom's old crew from Kemp Builder's...how blessed we are that they include him still.
Tomorrow after Church, I hope to Christmas Up this place... at least a bit. (The photo's on Facebook were from Christmases past.) I am officially ready...So, let the decorating, partying and celebrating Jesus commence! It is the most wonderful time of the year!
Posted by Trish at 12/01/2012 09:55:00 AM