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Sorting Through Memories

 

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I’m very close to finishing up with my dad’s room. Today, I finished the closet, except for some shirts. I already donated about 30 pairs of pants, or as my dad would say, trousers. After wrapping several years of receipts and tax records in paper bags and duct tape  and lugging them to the trash, I finally went to reach up to the top closet shelf. There were more tax records to wrap,  a picture of some general or colonel he must have served under, and finally a large padded envelope. What could it be? Something important, I imagined.

Inside the envelope was a thin red book with the Marine Corps emblem. Opening the book, I discovered it was a folder with my dad’s certificate of retirement after 20 years in the Corps and a photos of him with 17 other retirees in khaki uniforms. My dad was clearly the handsomest. But they made a mistake on the date! The certificate says he retired in 1979. But he retired in June of 1969 right after I finished 6th grade. Oh, well.

I carried the red folder in the chair I keep in my dad’s room, my grief chair, where I go to feeling my feelings, and cried. I’m not sure if it was the significance of the retirement certificate or that I hadn’t cried in a while and have been working intensely on this room for a few days. Then Doodle came in, tail wagging and a concerned look in her big brown eyes. She can be a sweet dog sometimes.

I took a breath and decided to talk to my parents:

“I’m sorry I didn’t appreciate you more when you were alive. All the challenges and struggles you went through. Your strength. Your courage. Your faith. Thank you for passing that on to me. If you can, guide me, help me to pass that on to my children, even though they are grown.”

My parents responded:

You’ve done a good job. We are proud of you. Just keep setting a good example. Love them. Don’t be afraid to tell them, “Jesus loves you.” He does love them, and he loves you, too.

Talking to my parents helped. Their message helped. Crying helped.

My father’s retirement must have been a big deal. Definitely a relief, but maybe a little scary. Like my retirement. If I’d gotten a retirement certificate, I would’ve hung it on the wall. Or at least the refrigerator.

My father is the person who told me when I was 12 years old, “Nothing is impossible.” His words made an impression. But now, I realize that his life made even more of an impression. Even after his 20 years of military service, my parents faced and overcame big challenges. They want me to clarify that they couldn’t have done it without Jesus.

I still have a little more of Dad’s desk to clean out. No telling what I’ll find there. He saved everything. There’s a cigar box full of shoe laces. And I will never have to buy paper clips again. Here are some things I’ve found in and around my dad’s desk. You never know when you might need some carbon paper.

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Later I spent a couple of hours making a collage from one of Mom’s old angel calendars. It was an intensely fun diversion. I think the hands are interesting.

Angel Calenar Collage

Tomorrow, I switch gears and get some yellow paint samples for the kitchen!

 


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One-Liner Wednesday: Rescue

“The World Came to the Rescue.”

(A statement halfway into this news video.)

 

Working together with courage, skill, and cooperation we can accomplish the seemingly impossible.  Over 1000 rescue workers, plus volunteers, plus the hopes and prayers of people around the world focused on the boys in the cave came together for a common goal. Imagine what we could do with this kind of focus and cooperation for peace, for the earth, for finding what we can agree on.

 

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I’m sending prayers to the family and friends of Saman Gunan, (also spelled Kunan)  who died while delivering oxygen tanks to the boys and their coach. He will be remembered well.

Sanan Kunan

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Hold On (Or Just Be Held)

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Sometimes I feel scared about the direction the world seems to be going in. Some days, I see the goodness clearly. I work to support people working for positive change. I try to be the change, to let go of what I can’t change and change the things I can. I tell myself, I’m doing my part.  Other days, I want to pull the covers over my head in the morning and  watch Star Trek bloopers on YouTube in the afternoon.

When it’s hard to let go because worrying is so familiar, when we don’t know what else to do, we can look to the truth that has always been there for us. We can hold on to what is good and let the worries trickle away through our fingers. What is good remains.

 

A Pueblo Indian Prayer

Hold on to what is good,

even if it’s a handful of earth.

Hold on to what you believe,

even if it’s a tree that stands by itself.

Hold on to what you must do,

even if it’s a long way from here.

Hold on to your life,

even if it’s easier to let go.

Hold on to my hand,

even if someday I’ll be gone

away from you.

 

 

“Hold on,” gave me strength in the darkest times of my past. But when I didn’t feel like I could hold on anymore, a power greater than myself carried me, or dragged me, or just held me, until I was ready to continue on the journey that has turned out to be worth all the heartache. Experience leads me to believe we will be okay. Maybe even better than okay.

 

What do you hold on to when you feel scared?


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Time After Time

Song Lyric Sunday

“Time After Time,” was originally recorded by Cyndi Lauper. While I like Cyndi Lauper, I also found this lyric version sung by Pink. It’s the words I want to focus on, so I picked the Pink one.

I love the chorus:

If you’re lost, you can look and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall, I will catch you, I’ll be waiting
Time after time

The song came out right around the time I started thinking about having a baby which led me to thinking more about God. I remember watching the Cyndi Lauper video on TV in the 80s and thinking this song could be about God catching me when I fall, or a parent catching a child, being there, time after time.  Of course it can be about any love that’s faithful, and that’s comforting any way you look at it.

“Time After Time,” was written by Rob Hyman, Cyndi Lauper for the album, She’s So Unusual (1983)

You can find the lyrics at:

https://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/cyndilauper/timeaftertime.html

Thanks to Helen, at Helen’s Words of Life, for hosting Song Lyric Sunday.  You can find more song lyrics about this week’s prompt, seconds/minutes/hours, at the link below.

https://helenswordsoflife.com/2018/06/16/song-lyric-sunday-theme-for-6-17-18/

And thanks to NEWEPICAUTHOR f or the idea to use “Time After Time.”


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Waiting for Spring

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(From my March Newsletter.)
Sitting here in the middle of March with cold wind whipping at the new buds, I wonder if my young hydrangea will freeze tonight? Do I need to cover it? I’m longing to get outside again like I did in the teaser spring a couple weeks ago. March on the Carolina Coast can be delightfully balmy. We can even have a freakishly warm day in January. But now, it’s still very much winter.

One of the good things about getting older is that we know spring will come. The storms of winter can make us stronger and wiser if we’re willing to learn new skills.

Sometimes we cover the tender plants, and sometimes we wait and see. Letting nature take its course can be scary. But waiting has sometimes worked better for me than trying to fix things my way.

I’m still learning to let go and let God work with my grown-up kids. Trying to “help” my kids too much was not always what they needed. At times, helping them was the right thing to do. But there were other times when standing back would help them figure things out for themselves. Now that they are grown, I need to step back more and let God work. It’s not easy. I’m still going to help them. But I’ll remember that even in past winters when early hydrangea leaves froze, the bush didn’t die. It grew new leaves in the spring. Even that summer when my well-meaning husband ran the little hydrangea over with the lawn mower, it came back. It must have deep roots.

I’m not going to let my adult children freeze, starve, or get run over by a lawn mower if I can help it. I’d face a lawn mower for them today, if I thought it would help. But I also know they can and have faced their own lawn mowers, and unlike a hydrangea, they can get out of the way. But I digress.

The point is, sometimes my way of trying to fix things doesn’t help.

Trying to find a husband my way didn’t work in the long run, though it did teach me important lessons about loving myself and setting boundaries. When I gave my soulmate search to God, God seemed to take an awfully long time, but it was only five years. During that time, I got to practice patience. And God did an awesome job!

So, I need to remind myself of how God comes through for us, even if it takes longer then we think it should. I have to remember that God has a plan for my grown-up children.

Is there something you need to turn over to the care of God?
God’s got it covered.
Spring is on the way.

Rose of Sharon with Dew By Ayla

Photo by my daughter, Ayla

 


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Finding, Loving, Trusting Me First

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Before you found me

I had to find me

Deep in the forest,

Singing to the earth.

Healing my heart

One beat at a time.

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Before you loved me,

I had to love me.

Knowing my worth

Feeling God’s love

Lifting my spirit

On wings of an eagle.

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Before I trusted you

I had to trust me

Having the courage

To take one more chance

Walking by faith

Into love’s adventure.

 

 

 


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One-Liner Wednesday: Love the Questions

 

“Be patient about all that is unresolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves…”

__ Rainer Maria Rilke

 

PS. Here’s my poem inspired by the  quote:

 

Things will work out.

Muddy waters

Take a while to clear.

 

Light will come.

Trust the timing.

Love the questions.

 

It’s more than acceptance.

It’s an adventure of the soul

Exploring the unknown.

                                                          JM

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