Scripture Motto

"Let your good deeds shine out for all to see, so that everyone will praise your heavenly Father." Matthew 5:16

Thursday, April 18, 2013

Living in Limbo

I haven’t blogged for a few days because living in limbo distracts my thoughts. I’ll admit that my *walk-by-faith-not-by-sight shoes are pinching my toes and blisters are forming, but *I press onward to the goal of God’s call upon my life.

The pain is temporary, but the blisters remind me that the journey with the Lord is not an easy path. We’ll get there. *God has a perfect plan and *purpose for His glory.

Sunday, April 14, 2013

K is Killing Me

The letter K has been elusive for me. On Friday, I sat in the hospital with my mom and sister-in-law, chatting, silently praying, and attempting to read—but not a conducive setting for writing or focusing on the letter K. However, I did text my Kansas kids.

Thursday, April 11, 2013

From doing a Joy Jig to Praying for Jim

As I approached the wooden box, visions of my boys’ toys of all sizes and shapes jammed into it filled my heart with dread. The chest has sat untouched since we moved into this house almost eleven years ago, so there was no telling if "jack might jump out of the box."

The wooden chest holds memories near and dear to my heart. My husband designed it to store our camping gear inside and serve as our new baby boy’s bed on top. As our first son grew and a second one joined the family, the box became a jumble of trucks, balls, Legos, transformers, and more. 

Wednesday, April 10, 2013

Illusions of Innovative ideas

 I begin each day with illusions of innovative ideas of being industries. My imagination runs wild as I imagine each room packed and ready for the movers. The energetic initiative to invent illusive plans soon fails when unexpected issues arise.

Interruptions like phone calls, emails; even needing to give my diabetic cat her insulin stops my incentive to complete the tasks.

Incidentals like sorting through my kids’ school papers, vacation pictures, random notes…make my mind drift of course.

Idleness like Facebook, television, playing solitaire on this laptop, breaks my steps toward reaching my goals.

Tuesday, April 9, 2013

Hassles of Living Between Two Places

Hassle: aggravation, annoyance, bother, disruption, frustration, inconvenience, stressor

In February, as I hurried to clean out our huge office desk we were about to sell, the organized me hung folders in a portable file cabinet, packed away envelopes, staples, paper clips, and misplaced securely hid our boxes of checks. I don’t know how many years I stored the checks in the same desk drawer along with a file system for bill paying. Now, the desk was sold…taken away…and my system was scattered among several boxes.

Monday, April 8, 2013

Gear-switching (this was supposed to be “F”lexibility but…)

(continued from Friday) …simple, logical solutions.

Simple is an understatement, but sometimes the brain just doesn’t go where it should. We don’t see the forest for the trees. Fast and furious, racing against the clock makes things fuzzy.

Via cell phones, we put our heads together, me in Nebraska, and my husband in Montana.

Sunday, April 7, 2013

Family, Friends, Files, and Focus

Okay, I apologize for leaving you waiting for the “rest of the story,” but I must ask you to wait another day. Yesterday, one of my many nephews also came with his pickup and a two-wheel dolly to remove the 6-foot credenza we needed hauled to the Salvation Army. Also, a wonderful friend—whom I met last September in bell choir—came and lent me her moving and packing expertise. And, then my husband, who is in Montana became responsible for filing an income tax extension and the legwork for securing a loan to purchase our next home, called me several times for passwords and directions with my filing system. You see, I’m the family bookkeeper and all of my tools—PC and files—are not here but there.

I greatly appreciate all of my family and friends who have helped us with this move in s-o-o many fantastic ways. I also greatly appreciate my husband stepping out of his comfort zone to do the bookkeeping tasks. But once again, I lost focus with my writing. Losing focus is a regular occurrence around here with all the boxes, clutter, piles of this-n-that, and nothing where I’m used to it being. Moving is not the greatest atmosphere for stimulating the creative writing side of my brain.

I promise I’ll finish the rest of the story.

Friday, April 5, 2013

Eleventh-hour Extension

The hours ticked away. Another day flipped on the calendar. And then, the clock stopped and the pressure of the calendar ceased. Like He’s done before, God swooped into the situation at the eleventh-hour to save the day

My urgent race to remove the excess of our home came to a unexpected slow down. The boxes stopped spinning. The dust-mites froze in midair.

Thursday, April 4, 2013

Dirt, Dust-mites and Determination

I write this piece—hours after “D-day” began—with determination.

My body is achy, my brain is disoriented; I feel like I’m coming down with a cold. It might just be muscle ache from the work I’ve been doing plus a severe case of allergies from the dirt and dust-mites I’m stirring up.

Wednesday, April 3, 2013

Culling the Clutter Creatively turns the Chaos into Calm

After a couple of cups of coffee, I tackled the craziness of another day of culling through the clutter. I began in the crawl space, where I don’t actually have to crawl but rather lean over in the 4 foot high space. I can stand almost erect between the floor joists but lean lower under the duct work…but wished I’d have had a hardhat.

Tuesday, April 2, 2013

Boxed In

Big, little, medium, short, flat, tall, stout, flimsy. From the moving store, the grocery store, even the shoe store. Boxes, boxes, stacked here, there, and everywhere; creating overwhelming chaos…

Sort, pack, stack. The process goes on and on, from room to room, from corner to corner. No time to dwell on the memories. Need to keep going.

But the tears come. Laughter erupts. Pain causes me to take a break.

Monday, April 1, 2013

Anticipating our Next Adventure

“Go. Stop. Wait.”

“Everything has a purpose, and if we don’t want to miss that purpose and the adventure along the way, then we must be conscious, alert, curious, open-hearted.” Lucy Swindoll, (I Married Adventure, 2002)

I’ve always been curious about what's around the next corner; but life has taken the most unexpected turn for my husband and me.

On backpacking treks, we follow blazes—markings on trees, rocks, and posts. However, on this journey, the blazes only appear when we move slowly and keep seeking the Lord. We stop, watch, and wait…like waiting for the red light to turn green.