Thursday, December 24, 2009

God Bless Us, Every One!

I wrote this in 1999 during a fairly rough time in my life. It was for a project for my church (at the time - shout-out to CoS in Coopersville) called "Millennium Meditations". I thought it was worth sharing again this year.

"Joy to the world, the Lord has come! Let earth receive her king! Let every heart prepare Him room - and heaven and nature sing..." And from Luke 2:14: "...Give glory to God in heaven, and on earth let there be peace among the people who please God."

Ever since I was six years old and saw "A Christmas Carol" on stage for the first time, I have had a special affinity for the story. Ebenezer Scrooge, Tiny Tim, and all the other interesting characters have always struck a special chord with me. It doesn't matter whether I read (or watch) the story in July or December, when I hear Scrooge exclaim "The next man to say 'Merry Christmas' should be boiled in his own pudding and buried with a stake of holly through his heart!", I am hating the old curmudgeon and cheering on Nephew Fred and Bob Cratchit. When the Ghost of Christmas Past shows Scrooge his long-lost love, I get tears in my eyes. When the Ghost of Christmases Yet to Come shows him his own grave (and in the musical version, people dancing on it!), I'm frightened. When he wakes in the morning with a changed heart, I'm almost as jubilant as he is! Well, almost...but not quite.

You see, I wonder why it takes such drastic measures to make him "see the light", and I wonder if that's what it will take to make me see it, too. This season, will I be as generous as the "new Scrooge" with my time and money? Will I be helping those less fortunate this holiday season? Will I even be able to remain civil in the stores as I fight my way through the throngs of shoppers, or am I still stuck with the old Scrooge, cursing the crowds and the exorbitant prices? Will I be as reluctant to give my family or even myself a day off to celebrate?

But hey, I can always hope that I will learn from him (and not firsthand). If Ebenezer Scrooge can change, anyone can, right?!? I'm hoping that some part of "I will honor Christmas in my heart and try to keep it all the year" will stick this year!

There is always - no matter what time of year, but especially during the holidays - an investment to be made in humankind, and you'll never lose that, regardless of the state of the stockmarket or economy. I heard something interesting (meant as a joke) the other day, "Yes, Jesus saved, but maybe he should have invested." He DID invest. In you and me! With his Life. We are his nest egg. Imagine that. Now, if we invest that truth and love into others, we're earning interest! Time, Care, Mercy, Money...these are the investments that always return great dividends.

My favorite part of Dickens' story is when Scrooge invests his money into Christmas dinner and presents for the Cratchits, his time into sharing their celebration (and his nephew's, too!), and his heart into their lives - especially Tiny Tim's. This is when Scrooge finds out that such a simple investment saved more than the Cratchits - it also saved him!

Prayer: Lord, please help me to not be a scrooge - grumpy, stingy, miserly, bitter, lonely person. Bless me that I might be a blessing to others. Help me to keep my cool during this hectic season, and to always invest my "wealth" in humankind so that your investment continues to gain interest in more and more lives. Amen.

Sunday, August 9, 2009

Tuesday, July 14, 2009

Conversation with a 2 1/2 year old

Sophia has been potty training for quite some time, with varied success. We have a little potty, and when we went on "vacation" last month, I bought a seat that fits on a big potty.

Sophie: Hafta go potty Mommy!
Mommy: Ok, babe! (sets Sophie on big potty with Tinkerbell seat) There you go! Let me know when you're finished.
Sophie: Mommy, LOOK! I pooped!
Mommy: (runs to bathroom. Sees Sophie standing on the floor between potties)
Sophie: Look Mom! I pooped on BOTH potties!
Mommy: (secretly shaking head and wondering where this alien spawn came from) Why yes! I see that! Why did you poop on both potties?
Sophie: Because I'm a BIG DIRL!

No argument there, I guess. At least I didn't have to clean up a diaper...

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

Sunday, June 7, 2009

The Missy Project

EVERYONE should read this book.

Come to your own conclusions, but the thought process is what really matters. Have you ordered your copy yet? Even from the library. Do it. Now.

And when you're done reading it, let me know. We'll have conversations about it. No promises that I'll say what you think I will, but I look forward to the exchange.

Tuesday, May 5, 2009

There's no place like home

...if only I knew where that was.

Florida is great. Sun shines all the time, and occasionally we even get a nice rain (like we did today) that quenches the parched earth and then moves quickly out. Friendly people. Cute little lizards. Disney. But it doesn't quite feel like home yet.

Michigan is okay, too. Nice cloudy days for when you're tired of all the sun. Friends. Family. Lake Michigan. Apples and cherries. Snow (in April!). But it doesn't quite feel like home anymore.

So, if I put on my flashy red pumps and click my heels together, I wonder where the wizard will take me?

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Searching for a song

I have a song stuck in my head. Seriously. S-T-U-C-K.
I hear it several times a month.
And yet, I haven't heard it FOR REAL since I was a little girl.

I have been searching through Google and other search engines for years, on and off, in hopes that someday I'd strike gold. Unfortunately, I only remember about half of the chorus, so that sort of hinders my search.

These are the words I remember and have been searching on:
[You're] halfway up your rainbow girl by now
Way too high to find your way back down
Girl I'm gonna miss ya but I wouldn't go with ya
No no...

But tonight I found some hope! Apparently my dad and I are not the only two people on earth who remember this song!!
This site: shows that a few other people recall, as does this one:'s_song_'red_green_yellow_and_blue'
and this one: (although this is just kind of "cheater" because it appears to be from the same expert as #1...)

And from these sites and searches...I FOUND IT ON eBAY!!!!
But Boo Hoo, I have no record player on which to play this 45. As Chip says, it would probably be easier for me to find a record player than find this album again. So I'm waiting patiently...kind of. Any of you three readers out there know where I might be able to listen to this treasure? Or do you have any good lyrics stories yourself? If some song's bugging you - even if you only know a few words - Google is amazing!

Thursday, April 9, 2009

Time for Bed by Mem Fox, paraphrased by Sophia

Sophie likes bedtime stories. Most nights she even insists on sleeping with her board books instead of her soft stuffed animals (or at least in addition to). I'm just enjoying the fact that she's started reading to me. Here's her newest favorite:

The book :
It’s time for bed, little mouse, little mouse,
Darkness is falling all over the house.
Sophie’s recitation:
"Time a bed, little mouse, little mouse.
The house is falling all over the place.

It’s time for bed, little goose, little goose,
The stars are out and on the loose.
Time a bed, little goose, little goose.
Little goo-oose! LITTLE GOO-OOSE! Where is you, little goose?!?

It’s time for bed, little cat, little cat,
So snuggle in tight, that’s right, like that.

Time a bed little cat, little cat –
All snuggly!

It's time for bed, little calf, little calf,
What happened today that made you laugh?
Time a bed, little calf, little calf,
You make me laugh! (laughter ensues)

It’s time for bed, little fish, little fish,

So hold your breath and make a wish.
Night-night fishy!
Hold your breaf, make a wish!

It’s time for bed, little sheep, little sheep,
The whole wide world is going to sleep.
Time a bed little sheep, little sheep,
Whole world is sleepin’

It’s time to sleep, little bird, little bird,
So close your eyes, not another word.
Hey birdy! No more words!

It’s time to sleep, little bee, little bee,
Yes, I love you and you love me.
Time a sleep little bee, little bee,
I love me and you love me!

It’s time to sleep, little snake, little snake,
Good gracious me, you’re still awake!
Hey snake!
Oh my GOOness! Still awake?!?

It’s time to sleep, little pup, little pup,
If you don’t sleep soon the sun will be up!
You sleep soon little puff,
The sun be up!

It’s time to sleep, little deer, little deer,
The very last kiss is almost here.
(she usually skips this page because she knows the end is near, but she DOES NOT like it when I try to kiss her here! Tonight she said “go away leave Sophie ‘lone! Sleep by self!”)

The stars on high are shining bright—
Sweet dreams my darling, sleep well…good night!
Sweet dreams, darlin’!
‘a night!

I've tried a couple of times to get this on video, but so far she hasn't "cooperated" with that yet. It's really much funnier watching her get excited at all the pages...

Sunday, February 15, 2009

Remembering to be grateful

I haven't written a lot lately because I haven't been thinking many deep thoughts that should be published for anyone to view. I still don't have much by way of smart or funny to say, but while I'm feeling it, I'm going to make sure it's written down for posterity.

I am very grateful that we moved to Florida. The sunshine does wonders.
I am so very grateful for Angie. It's great to have a friend here, and one who knows me from back when I liked me, and yet was crazy enough that not many others did. It's like that saying "We'll always be friends because you know too many of my secrets" or whatever. She knows I'm a weirdo and still seems to not mind my company! Thanks, Ang! ;-)
I am grateful for Facebook. I hope I don't annoy too many people, but it's so nice to be able to keep in contact with so many people in one place. Not to stalk or anything, but just to be able to say that you still care about them and wonder how they're doing. And to show that stupid thoughts from high school can be overcome and we can really forgive those old things...well, most of them. And to remember that so many people had/have a part in your life.
Sometimes, when you move so far away, your world becomes very small and you become very insignificant. You feel like you don't matter. And when someone requests to be your friend, it just makes the day a little brighter. And you feel like maybe you aren't such a piece of crap, after all (or at least you weren't once upon a time). And when someone accepts your request back, well, that's nice, too. I've actually been blocked a couple of times. I know. I admit it. But oh well. At least 185 people didn't hate me enough to say "no".
I am grateful to my new co-working friends. It stinks that some of them have already left my life, but it's nice to know that I have gotten to know these wonderful people and that they try to include me in things and are happy to see me. I hope we can keep in touch, even after we part ways, if we have to part ways.
I am grateful to everyone who comes to visit. We miss you all, and it means a lot to be able to see a familiar face.
I am grateful that my kids still want to be with me after I kicked them out of the grocery store.
I am grateful today to just be. And that's not always the case, so I thought I better write it down.
Thanks God, for letting me be.

Thursday, January 15, 2009

miscellaneous Sean stuff

Sean has been home sick all week, and since I am privileged enough to be able to work from home, I have spent a lot of time with him. He has said some pretty amusing things this week:

"I always thought a stakeout was where you cooked steak!"

Using Mr Potatohead in various movie characters (Disney has toys such as "Luke Frywalker" and "Tater of the Lost Ark): Mashter Kenobi (although he didn't find as much humor as I did in his original "Masher Vader"...ok, I'm sorry I have a warped mind!); in the Clone Wars Anakin's Padawan calls him Sky Guy - We like "Fry Guy".

We went to Target today to get Dad's prescriptions, and there happens to be a Starbucks there. I had a gift card, so I bought him a "Kid's Cocoa". He loved it. Really, it's very good cocoa (he wanted me to test it to make sure it wasn't too hot). About an hour or so after we got home, he said, out of the blue, "Whenever I get an urge for a warm beverage, I'm going to go to Starbucks for their kid's cocoa. It is delicious!". I just thought it was funny...

He just has a way with words that makes me smile. I wish I had my computer with me all the time so I could capture his funny-ness.