Gary's Prayers - "Help Us Laugh"

(Long after Gary gave up conversations, he would pray at meals.  I wrote down some of these prayers.)

On June 21, 2011 Gary Prayed:

"Heavenly Father - Help us laugh at the...(?)...  Thank you for the healthy food.  Help us not be concerned."

When I wrote this prayer down his language skills were really starting to fade.  But I'm pretty sure, he meant that we need to trust God and "laugh" at the circumstances in our lives.  That's the way he would have spoken.  Not literal laughter, but having the kind of trust that generates a peaceful, joyful, and contented heart.  Anyway, I really need to take my cues from him right now.  This is a demanding, busy, and sobering time in my life.  I need to "laugh" at the pathetic efforts of the Enemy to discourage and overwhelm.  I need to be grateful for God's provision.  I need to trust my heavenly Father and not be concerned because He is handling our struggles.   

"Look at the birds of the air, that they do not sow, nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them.  Are you not worth much more than they?"  Matthew 6:26

Knowing this gives me cause to rejoice, and not be worried.  

(Click here to read more of Gary's Prayers.)

 

 

"Ten Things About My Dad" by Sarah

Our daughter, Sarah, recently wrote to April and I with remembrances of their dad. She gave me permission to share them today.

Dear Mom and April,

 For a number of reasons, I’ve been thinking a lot about what I love so much about Dad.  So many thoughts were swirling around in my mind, I thought it would be nice to collect my favorites and get them written down. You both love him so much, I think you’ll enjoy thinking about these things as well.  God has indeed blessed us richly.  In these difficult days, I’m encouraged by Psalm 68:19 “Blessed be the Lord, who daily bears us up; God is our salvation.”  He bears us up, He faithfully bears Dad up as well – sustaining and ministering to His soul in ways we can not. God has been so kind to us, given us so many sweet memories.  We have much to be thankful for. 

 

 

I love my Dad.  I am so grateful that God allowed me to grow up with such a Father.

There could be many more, but here are 10 things I love best about my Dad:

He is…

A godly Christian man -  FIRST and foremost, my Dad would describe himself as a sinner, saved by God’s grace.  This defines him best. So thankful for his Christian leadership.  He is a godly man - hungry for the word of God.  He’d sit at the breakfast table, Bible open, nearly every day.  It is a sweet memory in my mind.

A joyful man – enjoying life.  Life with my Dad was F U N!  He made our childhood so happy. Adventure, practical jokes, laughter… A treehouse with a zip-line so we could fly from the side yard, over the fish pond, into the front yard!  Fun times.  But even in the not-so-fun-times, during the trials of life, he kept smiling.  His face – filled with permanently etched smile lines proves it!  I’m thankful for my joyful Dad.

A working man - laboring with excellence, bringing glory to God in his work.  The slogan he chose for his electrical company was “service with a conscience.” He worked hard and he did it right!  He used his creativity at work and at home.  He’d embark on big projects that many would say “couldn’t be done” and then he’d go ahead and find a way to do it.  I often admire his attention to detail and the difficult tasks he would take on. He was a hard worker, but work didn’t dominate his life – he knew when to stop.     

A family man – investing time in his wife and daughters. This is a precious quality.  He spent TIME with us.  Not just quality time, but a quantity of quality time.  He took Mom on dates.  Even April and I got to go out on special dates with Dad.  I’m grateful.

A humble man – ready to serve, open to correction, ready to listen before speaking.  Dad was happy to serve behind the scenes without recognition. He didn’t seek attention and was content to do the menial tasks that not many people noticed.  He admitted his faults and shared his mistakes. He was humble enough to learn and gain wisdom from anyone who was speaking the truth – even when it was coming from someone younger than himself.  Even April and I were welcome to come to him and share a concern – and he would listen.  

A faithful man – with eyes and affections for one woman only.  His faithful commitment to Mom has always been evident.  Truly a one-woman-man.  His love, attentions, and compliments are strictly for her.  To him, she is the standard of beauty.

A bold man – unashamed of the gospel. He wanted everyone to know about God and their need for Jesus Christ.  I loved his license plate, “R U SAVED?” which prompted many gospel opportunities at gas stations while he was filling up his truck. Even in this final trial of life, his desire is to make much of Christ as he goes through the valley of the shadow of death.

A submissive man – submissive to God’s will for his life.  When trials came, he continued to trust the Lord, submitting his desires to the plan of God.  I’m grateful for this example. With Job, he would concur, “the Lord gives, and the Lord takes away, blessed be the name of the Lord.”

A content man – grateful for all of God’s gifts.  Dad could make much out of little and did not make it his ambition to own the next new thing.  I often remember him reading one of his favorite books, The Rare Jewel of Christian Contentment. He finds satisfaction in God’s providence. 

A prepared man – ready to be with the Lord, eagerly anticipating His return. One look in my Dad’s Bible will tell any observer that he loved to study the book of Revelation and any passage describing the 2nd coming of Jesus…they are well marked and highlighted.  He’d often say “He could return today!” with a twinkle in his eye.  It was a real special treat to have this cheerful reminder spoken often throughout my childhood. His eyes have been fixed on eternity with His Savior for a long time.   

Thank you, God, for my dear Dad!

 

Sweet Times Cafe

Posted on the front door: Welcome to Grandma's Sweet Times Cafe.  Enter at your own dental risk.

Posted on the front door: Welcome to Grandma's Sweet Times Cafe.  Enter at your own dental risk.

Here's a simple, silly, idea for a little family theme party.  Last Friday night, we had our grandkids over.  I decided we should have a "theme" for the evening...

We have a mail slot right by the front door, where this sign was posted.  Ever since we've lived here, the little hands appear through the slot when the door bell rings.  This time, I placed chocolate chips in their hands. 

The four kids quickly discovered the evening was to have a "sweet" theme!  With dinner cooking, I started them on a scavenger hunt of sorts.  Nursery Rhymes with clues as to the whereabouts of hidden treats, were written on cut-outs from old magazines.  The older (Junior High aged) boys were nice to play along.  Their clues were harder. 

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SEW A FINE SEAM...

SEW A FINE SEAM...

Sweet, fruit bars were waiting to be found.   For instance:

"Pussy cat, pussy cat, wilt thou be mine?

Thou shalt not wash dishes, nor yet feed the swine.

But sit on a cushion and SEW A FINE SEAM,

And eat strawberries, sugar and cream."

The fruit bar was hidden away with my sewing machine in the closet. 

GRIND HIS BONES...

GRIND HIS BONES...

"Fe-Fi-Fo-Fum,

I smell the blood of an Englishman

Be he alive, or be he dead,

I'll GRIND HIS BONES to make my bread."

A food processor would be a good place to grind bones wouldn't it? 

 

 

 

 

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After the game, I got dinner ready, while the kids played "Pounce."

Dinner Menu:

SWEET Potatoes

SWEET and Smokey Chicken

SUGAR Snap Peas

Raspberry Trifle for dessert

 

 

For the evening's entertainment, in keeping with the SWEETNESS, "Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory."  Gene Wilder is always funny and extra odd in this one, and the Umpa-Loompas were, well, memorable.  Chocolate rivers, golden tickets, and a bunch of really bratty kids, had us all laughing.

It just takes one simple idea, and then you can build a whole evening around it.  Print a little sign to hang on the door, to let everybody know something fun is going to happen.  Come up with a menu, and maybe a game of some kind and a movie.  Tie it all together around the theme, and there you have it! 

 

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Watercolor Journal - Walking the Planks

Inspired by the boardwalk, the ocean and the many wildflowers.

Inspired by the boardwalk, the ocean and the many wildflowers.

Moonstone Beach at Cambria is on the California’s Central Coast.  A view of the ocean from my window, inspired this painting, and I painted most of it right there on my mini-retreat, alone, two weeks ago. Moonstone Beach Drive runs along the bluff with the view on one side and the hotels on the other.  Cambria is our best, “close” place to make us “feel” far away.  It is a 4 hour drive from home that seems much farther.  The only man made thing between the drive and the beach side is a boardwalk (see it?) that runs the length of the beach on the bluffs, amidst sage, wildflowers and pines.  I’m guessing it was originally built to encourage people to stay off the natural landscape, which it does, but there’s more to it's story…my story at least.

2005 - Things were fine then.

2005 - Things were fine then.

I have walked this boardwalk with Gary before, and at those times gave it little thought, but on this solo trip, the wooden walkway was an inescapable connection to my husband.  Memories of other days rolled over me like the nearby waves.  Gary and I had walked along the bluffs many times.  If the day was cold and misty, we had coffee in hand.  If clear and sunny, we had sunglasses and trail mix.  It was always refreshing or leisurely or inspiring, but whatever it felt like, it was shared.  The wooden planks are frequented by runners and walkers, lovers strolling, surfers checking out the waves, tourists with binoculars hoping to see an otter or sea lion, and underneath are ground squirrels hoping for a treat.

November 2011 - Middle stage dementia, but still enjoying the walk.

November 2011 - Middle stage dementia, but still enjoying the walk.

We have been coming up here for many years.  We love it here.  Our daughter, Sarah and her husband Ryan, came along with us 2 1/2 years ago to help me with Gary.  It would be the last time for Gary and I to be here together.   I remember that during that trip to Moonstone, Gary enjoyed walking on the sand without anyone guiding him and at dinner, how much he enjoyed his salmon dinner fed to him by Ryan from across the table, as I sat next to him at Robin's Restaurant.  It was a very special time. 

Right now, at this moment, the waves are breaking in rhythm.  Someone is walking hand in hand along the bluff.  I’m happy for them.  I’m happy for us. 

Moonstone Beach, Cambria, California - Walking with the Lord and very sweet memories.

Moonstone Beach, Cambria, California - Walking with the Lord and very sweet memories.

 

 

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