What are they? Sometimes it seems as though I have none. I feel like I live in my weaknesses.
But . . .
God has given each of us gifts and abilities. Really thinking about it and ignoring the lies of satan (which is hard because he continually plants doubt, lack of confidence, and comparison in me), I came up with a few.
A Wood Thrush singing. A Hawk Soaring. The sound of deer passing by.
These are all memories I have of visiting my grandparents in the Poconos.
I
am going there tomorrow. I love going to the cabin. The smells and
sounds bring back wonderful memories of growing up years. Spending time
with my grandparents was the highlight of my summers.
But for two
years now it hasn't been the same. My grandfather died in September of
2003 and Grandmom moved into our area. She misses the cabin and
Grandpop. They built the cabin and lived there for thirty years.
My
daughter is 9 months old. I want her to grow up and know the special
time of being at the cabin. I will share with her my memories. And maybe
someday, my parents will be living there anticipating the summers when
their grandchild will visit.
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I am glad I had the chance of living at the cabin for a year and a half. I will treasure that time always. And even now the cramped feel of it has faded.
My parents are indeed planning to move there. Their house is for sale, plans for remodeling are mostly complete. But now it is grandchildren, and they may not be there in the summers. But we will still visit, always, any time of year. Even if it is just weekends.
I hope Ellie and Josh are able to retain their memories of our time living there.
(And my cousin. I picked this photo, because my cousin's birthday is the day after my mom's, and we always celebrated them together. So Happy Birthday to Karen, too.)
This is my great- grandmother, Anne, from whom I was given my middle name. I think my mom looks like her in this photo.
But not so much in this photo.
The bride and groom.
A handsome couple.
Her children and grandchildren, who call her blessed.
She loves spending time with her family at home or on a trip.
Snuggling with a grandchild is also at the top of her list of favorite things.
She is also willing to be a little crazy.
Or a lot crazy, you know. (But not to out do her husband.)
I am quite thankful for my mom. She has passed on a sense of family value. She always had a home cooked meal for us. My mom passed on great recipes as well. My favorite is, for dinner, her beef stew, and for an afternoon snack, warm homemade applesauce and chocolate chip cookies. Yum!
She always has a listening ear and is willing to lend a hand. If she sees something that needs doing, she'll do it.
My mom encourages others. Including my friend.
All she has passed on to my brother, sister and I, is also passed on to her grandchildren.
My dad is a tireless worker. He always has a project going on. Lazy or procrastinator could never be used to describe him. He doesn't complain, just keeps working.
Sometimes he has help.
He works in his garden, fortifying it to preserve the produce from varmints. He grows enough beans and tomatoes to can for the coming fall, winter and spring.
He loves his grandchildren. And wears their birthday crowns.
And holds them when they ask. They love to see their Poppop.
My dad is a man of character. He can fix practically anything. He can be quite animated. I look up to him. He is an example for me to follow. He's my dad. Happy Birthday. I love you.
I was thinking today of my previous posts about our house. And thinking that one might just get the impression we do not like it and in fact regret buying it.
In actuality, I am more upset with the sellers and the state in which they left the house. And I feel cheated and lied to by them because of the condition of the house and items they left.
It isn't the house's fault the sellers didn't take care of it.
"Thou shalt not commit adultery." Although the ancient Hebrews restricted understanding of adultery was rather limited, we Christians have a much broader sense of the word. And before reading this post, I hadn't thought to relate it to parenting.
In the post, the author says that adultery "is about breaking covenant and giving someone else a place that doesn't belong to them." How often have I chosen to ignore the needs of my children to please a stranger or even an a acquaintance, not wanting to offend them? What about my own children? They are indeed a higher priority.
And even though it is more the spirit of the commandment than actual commandment, I am reminded to be committed to my children, after my husband and before all others.
Here I am again. My life has been somewhat chaotic since we signed those papers. Those darn papers. (I don't have it in me to type "damn" there.)
Those papers that made this house our problem. But yet, don't get me wrong. I am liking our house more and more. Once all our junk is put away or sold away or given away or thrown away, and we fix or replace or decide to just put up with the broken appliances, it will feel like a pretty nifty home, not just the place we get our mail.
And with people like these living here . . .
. . . who couldn't love these faces!
Lilly is our new puppy dog. She is about 5 years old. And if you can't tell, she's a Saint Bernard (yes, AL we decided to get one anyway.) Josh and Ellie adore her. They want to take her for walks, play with her, give her treats, brush her, feed and water her. Ellie will even wipe her mouth after she drinks. (It can get a little messy otherwise.) But they draw the line at picking up poop.
She is a great dog. She is calm, hardly barks, doesn't jump (we have to lift her into the car, which isn't easy with a 96 pound dog. She'll put her front legs up and then wait to be hoisted.) She absolutely LOVES belly rubs. Though she spends most of her time on the floor snoring, she does like a walk around the block. But don't make it too long she says, or she'll start slowing down.
Today we went to the groomers. She came home all pretty and with a bow on her ear. When I took her, I had to pull her in, while a vet tech pushed. She remembered being there yesterday for her vet visit. Yesterday she walked in the door, then thought better of it once it was time to go on the scale. And again when time to go into the exam room. She hunkered down and wouldn't budge. The floor is nice and slidey, so we kind of pulled/pushed/dragged her. She eventually realized she was going and got up and walked. And once it was time to go, she held nothing back. So, once back at the same place as yesterday, she put on the brakes at the front stoop. She wouldn't even go in the door.
It's going to be great fun trying to get her in to have her nails clipped more often. They were neglected, so the quick is too long and have to be trimmed more often to get it to recede.
At closing, the previous owners said they cleaned the house. She needs to check with Webster about the definition of clean. Because there was no "clean" at our new house. The refrigerator was filthy. Cabinets had hardened food residue. Floors were dusty. Cobwebs clung to walls. The tub and toilet were grimy.
I knew I would wipe down surfaces for moving in, but I didn't realize I would need to scrub nearly every surface within an inch of it's life.
It was disheartening.
First week of ownership:
1. Clean refrigerator and cabinets. My friend cleaned the fridge, while I scrubbed cabinets. She, also, was taken aback at the dirtiness in the kitchen.
2. Buy supplies.
3. Cut down spruce tree.
Weeks two and three:
1. Spackle and paint.
2. Buy supplies.
3. Clean. I am tired of the filth of the previous owners.
Weekend of July 27-29:
1. Move in.
2. Buy supplies.
3. Clean. Really tired of finding more filth from the previous owners.
Weeks following:
1. Unpack.
2. Buy supplies.
3. Clean. Tired of finding mouse poop because of the filth of the previous owners. Even found mouse bones stuck to sticky pads under the stove.
4. Continue moving remainder of belongings still at parents'.
5. Organize.
6. Figure out how to eliminate the water in the basement every time is rains, not just during heavy rains as the disclosure states, and the leak in the attic, of which the previous owners were unaware, so says the disclosure. (A River Runs Through It.)
7. Work really hard at not being completely discouraged by the problems with the house we bought.
8. Contemplate which breed of dog to adopt - Lab or St. Bernard.
Not that I am a Miley Cyrus fan or anything, but for some reason I like this song. And I like watching this fellow sign it. And my goal is to sign it as well.
First of all, we are buying a house. The papers were all finished being signed on Saturday.
We went camping for our anniversary. To Ocean City, NJ. All four of us. It was a fabulous time. The kids were well behaved and very helpful.
The only negative was the beach traffic driving down and coming home. It was ridiculous. We avoided most of it by going out of the way, but it still took us over three hours both ways.
Josh fell asleep on the beach. He had a fever on and off all weekend but didn't want to miss a moment at the beach.
Ellie and Josh are leaning on the ledge of our restaurant. We ate on a schooner in Cape May. Which the kids thought was the greatest thing. They got to watch boats come and go. And did I mention they ate on a boat? The only thing better would have been if it was moving.
Cape May Lighthouse
We each climbed all 199 steps to the watchroom of the lighthouse. Which the kids thought was the greatest thing. They we a little nervous being so high. Neither said the climb was too much.
We rented a surrey for an hour. Which the kids thought was the greatest thing. Ellie was up at 5:30, she was so excited.
Ellie discovered the remote for the camera and was practicing taking her photo with it.
She also was taking candid shots. We were not posing, but it's the only photo of our campsite.
6 The one who is taught the word is to share all good things with the one who teaches him.7 Do not be deceived, God is not mocked; for whatever a man sows, this he will also reap.8 For the one who sows to his own flesh will from the flesh reap corruption, but the one who sows to the Spirit will from the Spirit reap eternal life.9 Let us not lose heart in doing good, for in due time we will reap if we do not grow weary.10 So then, while we have opportunity, let us do good to all people, and especially to those who are of the household of the faith.
I read these verse this morning and thought how they fit in my life as a parent. With my kids, if I behave with them harshly, they are usually harsh with me. If I am calm with them, they are more able to be calm with me. Right now, Gary and I are the main source of their regulation. Eventually they will learn it for themselves. And I wonder "How am I doing as their teacher?"
Sometimes I lose heart. I grow weary often. But again the source of my strength is not me, and although I lose heart and grow weary, I know the Spirit is doing what I cannot.
I have been wanting to become a bone marrow donor for a while now. I finally finished my application to receive a donation kit.
I have looked over all the info. about it. I have heard comments about it being painful and why would I want to do that. My response is that it isn't much compared to what the people go through who need the bone marrow. That their life is at risk. I think a little discomfort is something I can make it through.
When Josh and Ellie came into our room this morning, I was not the one they came to see. Gary got up and they all slipped out quietly. A little bit later, they were back with my breakfast of a bagel, orange slices and orange juice. I heard a chorus of "Happy Mother's Day" accompanied by hugs and kisses. It was a great start.
At church Josh had a plant for me and Ellie had a coupon book. After lunch we went to Evansburg State Park to attend an orienteering event.
Gary made dinner and dad cleaned up.
May you all be blessed by the women in your life.
Wednesday, May 02, 2012
I recently watched the above video and got to thinking about what to I can do.
I decided to look at our school district's website for information about sexual abuse. This is what I found:
Safe School Initiatives
North Penn School District Preventative Measures
·Crisis Boxes:
an emergency procedures plan in place in each district school building
which contains plans for building evacuation and response plans for a
variety of emergencies
·Student Assistance Program:
school teams that assist in the identification of students at risk and
provide intervention and make referrals to outside agencies for more
severe problems
·D.A.R.E. Program: a drug and alcohol awareness/prevention program designed to teach elementary students about the dangers of drug/alcohol abuse
·District Behavior Specialist:a
person designated to provide consultation, observation, and on-site
training to staff to provide support for students with behavioral issues
·Alternative School Day Program: an
in-district alternative educational program designed to meet the needs
of students in grades 7-12 who are not successful in the regular school
setting
·Alternative School Evening Program: a
district run alternative setting designed to provide a placement for
high school students who have not been successful in other alternative
placements
·Student Codes of Conduct: district approved comprehensive K-12 student code of conduct aligned with state and federal regulations
·Child Study Teams: K-12 school based teams designed to review the academic and behavioral issues of students referred to them
·Mainstay: drop-out prevention program for middle and high school students
·Rapid Response Plans: Police are specially trained to respond to school incidents
·Automated External Defibrillators: each district facility has at least one AED on site for health related emergencies
·Safe and Drug Free Schools Committee / Activities (Act 211)
·Building Security: security personnel and cameras are in place in all secondary (and some elementary) schools including:
o69 Surveillance cameras
o19 Security Officers.
·Bus Safety measures
They have programs for drug and alcohol prevention, natural emergencies, security, behavioral issues, and bus safety. There is nothing about sexual abuse.
I called the school and asked. What training do the teachers and all who work with the children have for learning the signs of abuse and what programs are in place to teach children about inappropriate touches and to not keep things secret, especially if told to by an adult?
