Thursday, July 12, 2012


I have been spending time with another cyberspace location.  And....  I'm having more fun there.  I don't have to write anything.  I don't have to think at all.  I just look and look and look.

It's called Pinterest.

I only check in to you, blogspot, to see what my other favorite bloggers have blogged.  I don't want them to quit blogging - so I suppose I shouldn't quit, either.  But they are much, much, much more creative than I am and most of them are a lot younger - with babies and children... and a lot of them make money with their blogs.

I feel very connected to people on Pinterest, because I get to see what they are interested in - and - I get lots of creative ideas to pin to my own boards.

I'm still not on facebook.  I have held out for the old fashioned social interaction of conversing over a cup of coffee - or meeting for lunch - or just stopping by - or over the fence kind of chats - or bumping into someone in town.  I like real skin - flesh and blood - facial expressions and tones of voices.  I like people, in person.

Still - I like to write and say what I'm thinking about -

Trouble is, my schedule has been so full that I don't think I've been thinking - except about eternal things - not everyday stuff - like wanting to spend my days on things eternal - like how Christ is all that matters and being in Him and Him being in me.  I don't know how to communicate those realities so very well.

In my last post I told that I was about to travel to that dear small town of Evergreen in South Alabama - but first have a visit with Martha and Val in Birmingham - I did all of that.  It was all delightful - and energizing - as I had the opportunity to spend time with old friends and family.

Each afternoon, in Evergreen, I would go to the Nursing Home with Mary Ann - there we would visit with our aunt, Florence, who has been there a few months.  Florence will be 90 in November.  Our other aunt, Mary, and Mary's daughter, our cousin, Melissa, would be there also for the afternoon visit with Florence.  It's the kind of thing we've always done in our family - gather together and laugh and talk and visit.  I happen to have a few old pictures of those gatherings from the past.  And then I follow with 3 pictures of our nursing home visits.  Florence and Mary are in the first black and white, 2nd and 3rd from the left.  My aunt, Lucille, is the other lady in the picture.

The gathering below is behind my house.  Florence has the towel around her shoulders.  I'm guessing Mom is going to either trim her hair or perm it or roll it.  They were always doing those kinds of things.
Mother has on the skirt.  Mother usually wore skirts. 

This next one is all of us gathered at Mary's house following Daddy's funeral.
Florence is on the couch.  Mother and Lucille are in front of the window.
Mother is in the white blouse.

And finally here are the pictures taken two or three weeks ago at the nursing home.
We're still all talking and listening to each other.
Florence has on the green velour pants and jacket.  Mary is in the yellow shirt and the white pants.
That's Mary Ann talking to each of them.

Florence has always been a good listener.

Here she is looking at a picture I had brought her - it was a copy of a very old picture of her as a little girl.  I copied it at CVS and put it in a frame for her.  She remembered the details of that day when her mother (Ella, my grandmother) was trying to get her to sit still and stay clean so she could get a good picture of her.  

I've said all that and shown all of that to make some point, I think...

1.  I'm blessed, blessed, blessed with family - we all loved each other and still do.
It's a rich heritage and with that kind of gift, I offer it back to God who is the giver of all things - and I ask Him to use that gift for His glory.  That's all that we can do with what we have.

2.  Life is a vapor.  Isn't it?  Don't we all learn that?  So brief - and then eternity.
We don't die.  We live on forever, either with God or without Him.  I know that to be so.
By His great mercies I am His - Only because His kindness led me to repentance.  
There is nothing for us to do, but to live in Him - not hold tight to anything in this world - just to be His.

Okay - so - I spent lots of time that week with family, cousins, and laughter and remembering.
Then I visited friends in Tallassee and headed home.

After that, the next week, it was to the beach.
Charlie and I took Ann and her 4 while Steve was at Youth Camp.

We had fun - it was work - but it was fun.

Abigail turned one while we were there.
June 27th.

And then it was back home.

Ann and Steve left the next week to go to Dallas
to a Missions Summit/Conference.
Charlie and I kept their 4 while they traveled.  

I want to be able to explain how God is working and leading our church 
to share the gospel to a people who live on the other side of the globe.
That will come later.

Today is today and we are enjoying rain.
We are very much enjoying rain.

I am also enjoying some projects - several furniture redos.

Perhaps I'll show those later when they are all done.

Join Pinterest.  It's fun.

1 comment:

Mary Ann said...

Great post, Liz.