Relinquishment is always a part of the process of maturing. When Christian parents have done all that can be done to shape their children for God, the time comes when the hands must let go. The child, now a responsible adult , must be released. For any parent this is painful, even when the child is moving in the direction the parents prayed for. The child's continued development, and the spiritual health of the parents as well, depend on the willingness to accept this next stage of the cycle-hands off, ready to part without a struggle, giving up authority and control, entrusting that child to God.
Elisabeth Elliot A Path Through Suffering
O Lord, whose way is perfect, help us we pray, always to trust in Your goodness, that walking with You and following You in all simplicity, we may possess quiet and contented minds and may cast all our care on You, who cares for us. Grant this, O Lord, for You dear Son's sake, Jesus Christ.
This little one. Firmly in my greedy paws. Still shaping and enjoying on a daily basis.
God was so good to me. He knew just what would give me joy.... in my advanced maternal age.
Learning acceptance, Donna
P.S. I forgot to mention DWTS. I can't stand the Rumba. Can't quite see the dance in it. I liked Lance and Lacy...although I HATE that song. And Warren. He was fab. The man floated across the floor!!
It was, as I have said, a fine autumnal day; the sky was clear and serene, and nature wore that rich and golden livery which we always associate with the idea of abundance. The forests had put on their sober brown and yellow, while some trees of the tenderer kind had been nipped by the frosts into brilliant dyes of orange, purple, and scarlet. ~Washington Irving
He lowered the window, and looked out at the rising sun. There was a ridge of ploughed land, with a plough upon it where it had been left last night when the horses were unyoked; beyond, a quiet coppice-wood, in which many leaves of burning red and golden yellow still remained upon the trees. Though the earth was cold and wet, the sky was clear, and the sun rose bright, placid, and beautiful. ~Charles Dickens
"In this world you've just got to hope for the best and prepare for the worst and take whatever God sends." LM Montgomery
"If you would have your son to walk honourably through the world, you must not attempt to clear the stones from his path, but teach him to walk firmly over them - not insist upon leading him by the hand, but let him learn to go alone." ~Anne Bronte
"One should never trust a woman who tells one her real age. A woman who would tell one that, would tell one anything." ~Oscar Wilde
Never in a gazillion years did I think I would choose Warren Sapp as my favorite new Star on Dancing with the Stars. But I do. I will. I choose him.
Other dancers who I think have a chance...
Brooke Burke Lance Bass Maurice the runner
First to go
The "comedian" La Lucci Rocco (Not because he is terrible, I have a feeling people don't know him. He's cute tho.)
Kim K Misty Cody
I'm on a first name basis because I can't spell well and am forgetful.
I would love to hear your opinions!!
Miss Katie is walking in a Hunger March at her school on Thursday.
She visited our neighbors to gather pledges and is ready to go.
The Primary students walk around the school block for one hour and earn money for each lap.
In the past they earned $12,000. This money is dispersed locally and internationally.
I love that all of these wonderful opportunities are in place and all we have to do is volunteer.
As a homeschooler for 14 years, any time you wanted to do anything like this...you had to reinvent the wheel and do all of it yourself. It was super hard. (Maybe not hard for others, but hard for me. I am not a big picture organizer sort of person.)
So as far as extra curricular and charity work....I am loving the Blessed Sacrament "machine" :o)
The Middle Child that I am is all about following the leader.
Do you prefer to organize or be the helping hands? What is your birth order?
They were rather lackluster....and a little boring when you don't have the pay-cable and most of the winners and nominees are from pay cable stations. But....it was a lot more interesting than the stinky Packer game that was also on last night.
Here is one of the desperate housewives. She is wearing my favorite designer. Elie Saab.
I personally would have preferred this dress in seafoam or pink...but that's just me.
Julia looked stunning in this wonderful dress and color.
She really does have incredible style.
Sandra Oh was there with her parents. She is so much sweeter and lovelier in real life then she is on Grey's Anatomy.
You would like her.
Here is House's boss. I love this look. She is fresh and pretty and I think the shorter length works.
This dress was not on the show. But I love it. The model is rather grumpy, isn't she?
Here is Brett. This picture happened to be in the same file as the Emmy fashions.
Me and Matthew miss him.
So which dress do you like best?
What show are you looking forward to watching this season?
1.Of television programs that aired before you were born, what’s your favorite?
2.What person of historical significance was from your neighborhood or city?
3.What’s a story that’s often been told about someone in your family in the years before you came along?
4.Which of previous generations’ dumb mistakes (in deed or thought) baffles you the most?
5.What aspect of life in the good old days would you love to see a return to?
Courtesy of Friday5.org These are questions from Aug. But I liked them. Should be fun reading today :o)
In which Katie explains the words to a song to me
Ever since seeing this dance on So You Think You Can Dance, I have liked hearing this song.
But my problem is...I don't understand the words and it's weird hearing Katie's little voice singing 'keep bleeding, keep, keep bleeding"....and then I say to her....I don't like these words, what is she talking about??
" She says, keep bleeding LOVE." With complete understanding of what that means...to an eight year old.
Which is the love is flowing out. It's bleeding out.
Simple as that. Well. Okay. I can accept that explanation.
Do you find it strange that my eight year old can understand lyrics better than i do?
And if you watch the video. I love the stomping @ 1:45.
The final word on my Jury Duty experience
I wrote in the comments what happened with Jury Duty on Monday, but I fear some of you didn't catch it. Well, I'll share here and add to the story.
It has a sweet ending :o)
Monday I went to Jury Duty selection.
All of the scary new things worked out. Finding the building. Parking. Having enough change. Going thru security. Signing in.
All without a hitch.
We watched a video about the importance of serving and waited for our number to be called.
I visited with the woman next to me and was called in the third group.
We followed the bailiff to a court room.
Our group (of about 40) entered, swore to be truthful and sat down.
Then the judge called off 23 names.
The twenty three people went and sat in the 'jury box'.
I was NOT among the 23 people.
These 23 people were questioned by the judge and both attorneys.
The accused was sitting at the desk with their attorney.
After all the questions were asked the attorney's get to each strike 5 names from the list of 23.
Which leaves 13. A jury of 12 and an alternate.
When this was over the unselected went back to the main waiting area.
We waited and then were called to go back to the courtroom for another selection process.
Again the 23 were chosen and I again was not chosen.
My duty was finished for the week. However, I was scheduled to return the following Monday for more jury selections.
That would be this coming Monday.
But now I have a new set of problems.
Patrick will be on a business trip for part of the week and I will not have any help with Katie.
So. I followed the instructions on the jury pamphlet and wrote to the Clerk and requested a postponement.
I wrote a very nice letter and said I would be happy to serve, but just on another week. I thanked her (the clerk) for all of her hard work.
(You know...the ole honey/vinegar routine.)
And Wed. I received a phone call excusing me from next week and saying my jury duty service is complete.
Hip hip hooray!!!
I love when big scary problems just work themselves out....so beautifully!!!
I know jury duty is not big and scary, really. It's just that dealing with the unknown freaks me out a little.
Don't forget your answers! I sure like those questions!
If you follow Twitter, you will already know that PW and her hunky hubby are off on a getaway. I have determined that it is the anniversary. (Reading past blogs) Ree says there are driving 18 hours. They live somewhere in Oklahoma.
Being a totally lame and over curious blogger that I am, I have figured that New York and LA are too far. (I really thought New York on book business was it....but then that was too far AND it's their anniversary.)
Phoenix and DC might be in the running.
But my guess is.....Wyoming.
Just a big fat guess.
Any guesses from you?
You don't have anythings better to do, right?
And if you don't want to join in the obsessing,
Where would you like to go on a road trip?
Me. New York. I have never been there and it is calling my name.
When I got in the car this morning the gas light was on.
Then Katie ran back into the house because she forgot to brush her hair and her teeth.
This situation was riddled with potential angst.
But, you will be happy to know, that even with a quick stop for gasoline, Katie got to school before the bell and I maintained my gentle spirit.
We did some stress reducing breathing on the way.
Thank you Gee. :o)
"Breath in the love, Breath out the stress."
I'm not sure it worked, but it sure made Katie laugh.
I had a photo shoot with my favorite gals!
Jen owns a beautiful Aveda beauty salon here in our town. Heather cuts and colors my hair.
They are my biggest encourager's and source of referrals.
I love them for it.
Here is phone number for Essentials in Verona (608-848-8999
Yesterday, Jen needed a few more head shots for her website as she didn't have pictures of Vanessa yet!
I tell you, they were so much fun and easy to shoot.
And I also want to say that I love my Nikkor 17-55 2.8.
It really is a dream lens. I am so grateful to have it.
Here's Jen. She is so pretty and fun!
And a little bit nutty.
This is my hair stylist, Heather.
She is camera shy. But after an hour, her inner Tyra Banks shows up.
I happen to love the colors in this lovely, yet cheesy shot.
I am holding the camera above my head.
Thank you Auto Focus. You are my best friend.
Here is Vanessa. She is a natural beauty, too.
This picture really captures their personalities, I think.
Parents are welcome and Katie wished I would be there.
So I gladly went.
It is a bit awkward for us as we are not Catholic and do not take communion, so we hang back and feel odd, usually.
My husband is Catholic and is journeying back to the Catholic church after many years of, um, apathy. I think that is the right word. It just didn't matter to him where I went or if he went to church. But in the last four years he has expressed the interest in going and I gladly go with him.
I prayed for many years that my husband would be the spiritual head of the home. And that he would lead in this aspect of our lives.
And now he is.
God answered that prayer.
I now go to the Catholic church with thanks and praise and listen to the wonderful Priests at Blessed Sacrament. I know I am where I should be, beside my husband, watching him grow back into the faith of his youth.
And I am learning and growing too. I am fed with the word of God and the songs and the saying of the Lords Prayer and the Creeds. Even tho I am not fed during communion. I am starting to really love it.
And to be honest, it is because I love being in a place where Jesus is honored. And in this place, with all of it's differences from what I have experienced up until now at churches around the globe ;o), Christ is glorified and worshipped at Blessed Sacrament, and I am so thankful that God led me there.
No word from Steph. I will update as soon as I hear the news.
What was the last song that stuck in your head? According to the cliche, the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach, but what’s the way to yours? What’s something that should have been put away but hasn’t been? When did you last weigh yourself? When was the last time you wore something orange?