Blogging in My Head

My last post here was in February.  But I’ve posted lots of blogs since then…in my head.  They’ve been really good, captivating, thought-provoking. Some of them are controversial.  Some are funny.  In my head!   

Trouble is, it seems these “best” blog posts occur when I’m:

–  at work  – doing laundry  – in the middle of the night  – driving  – etc.

By the time I’m logged on here, the “anointing” I felt for a particular message seems to have vanished.  I decided I’m not going to let that stop me tonight, though, so, for your perusal is a cross-section of random Serious Whimsey from my head:

* I’m writing a cookbook.

* I changed my hair color (see photo in About Me, which page is also about to be updated since I am now an official Empty Nester. )

* I just spent over a week being very sick – lost seven pounds in three days.  At one point, I was so weak it took all my strength to send a text to my son, asking for Ginger Ale.  No lie.

* God is teaching me to take my thoughts captive.  (Occured to me just now that maybe I need to apply this to my blogging as well.)

* Just finished reading an incredible set of books – the Refiner’s Fire series by Lynn Austin – historical novels set in the Civil War era.  I am considering doing a review on them.  I just can’t stop thinking about them…such has been their impact on me.

* I want a vegetable garden this year.

* My iris’ are up.  My lillies are up.  My bleeding heart is bushing out.  Even my peonies are sprouting.     

* I am seriously considering starting another (separate) blog for mothers of boys.

* Our nation needs to turn back to God.  It is critically evident that we were not brought into existence to operate successfully apart from Christ.   

*  Am I ready for Jesus’ return?

I told you it was random.   

 

Living on the Edge – of the Empty Nest

        Everything is different now.  I don’t have it all together.  Yet, anyway.  Though it was almost thirty, it doesn’t seem that many years ago when I found myself impatient when hearing the laments of new empty nesters.  They’ve known all along this was coming! I’d think to myself.  What did they expect?   Now, three decades later, I realize, you don’t know what to expect!  Maybe can’t know.

In October, our nest became technically empty when the youngest of our three sons, who had been living at home, was married.  Then, three and a half weeks ago, our nest became officially empty when our oldest son, in the military, was married.  Yes, that’s right – two sons married in two months – but it was actually two days less than one month! 

My emotions run from elation, to grief, to peace, to suspense.  And beyond.   And I think about how naive I was – or was it arrogance? – when I couldn’t understand the conflicting statements I heard from new empty nesters.  

In one way, even back then, I was right.  We do know all along this is coming.  But I think that’s about all we can know.  Until it happens.  And now, like our fledglings, we parents also have to take flight…into the unknown.

At Last!

 

He

 

Is

 

Back!

 

Thank You, Lord.

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Praying Him Home

 

I think  one reason I haven’t been posting lately is because I’ve been living a “new normal,” since our son was deployed to Afghanistan.  (See:  Moms of Military  ).  I don’t even have it in me right now to try to describe what it’s been like for us as parents.  So I’ll just say we are now praying him home. Lord willing, we’ll be meeting the squadron as it arrives from its completed deployment sometime in the next couple of weeks.  To God be the glory!  

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CRITICAL NEED FOR PRAYER!

 

 

At this very moment, there is a critical need for prayer for the safety of our troops in Afghanistan.  Whether or not you feel we should be there is not the issue.  God is waiting for us to cry out to Him for HIS intervention.  He knows what needs to happen and it needs to happen now!   We must turn to Him.  Immediately!  Lives are literally depending on our response.

Moms of Military

  

 

He drove our rental van.  My husband sat next to him in the front passenger seat, and I sat in the bucket seat behind hubby.  The photo shows the view beside me. …our son’s carry ons for his deployment to the Middle East.   Looking at it caused my heart to ache beyond words

 

We were on our way to the base where the rest of his squadron and their loved ones were also gathering to share departing expressions of love, and tears.  I’ve seen similar scenes in news broadcasts but this time we were part of it.   And my life has been different ever since. 

 

Thank God for technology.  We have been able to hear from him a few times.  Short reports.  But so much better than nothing.  I cannot imagine the agony of sweethearts, wives and mothers who were separated from their beloveds during the Civil War or WW II, and would hear nothing of them for months at a time.  Or years.

 

 It’s only been nine days.  But already, whenever I check my watch, my mind automatically calculates those nine and a half  hours ahead to the time zone where our son is stationed.   He’s asleep.  He’s awake.  He’s……………  It’s like that now.  All the time.

 

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A Must Read

 

 

“Bruchko” – This is one of my all-time, lifetime favorite books.  The true story of what happens when a sold-out-to-God teenage boy – a nerd – heads into the South American jungles to find an elusive and murderous indigenous tribe. 

 

Author:  Bruce Olson      Publisher: Creation House

 

You’re welcome.    (I know you’ll like it so I’m just sayin’…)

 

NOTE added Auguest 1 3, 2009:   I have never heard anything but raves about this book.    See Larry’s comment!  🙂 

 

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