Inventory is not necessarily one of my favorite pastimes. I tend to be a bit (okay, a lot) more spontaneous (oh alright, haphazard) in my organizational skill set than my husband, Bob. In the past 39 years, that much is evident.
Nonetheless, now that retirement has arrived, the massive purging process at our homestead will soon begin (yeah, right.) At least, that’s the plan. Continue reading “Inventory”
I don’t have a home and hearth “lifestyle” site like my bloggin’ buddy, Lindsey. Case in point: I grew up calling all eating utensils “silverware, yet I somehow doubt that we ate off of silver. I have since learned the differentiations between silverware, stainless, and simply flatware. Now, Lindsey might be able to tell you more precisely what those are are (and how to use them correctly!) One thing I have learned, however, (Lindsey, dear, please correct me if I’m wrong), is that the more you use silver, the less you have to keep it polished. Otherwise, just stuffing it away for special occasions means you had better budget a fair amount of time in the preparation of the event for the wearisome task of polishing, cleaning, and wiping.
For someone who rarely gets around to dusting my furniture, no thanks.
Not that I would allow my granddaughter to dig in the dirt with the silver serving spoon I got as a wedding gift lo, these many years ago, but why stuff that little treasure away just for dipping out the mashed potatoes at Thanksgiving?
So I wonder how much I fall prey to that attitude in other areas of my life; that is, putting something away for “safe keeping”, afraid it might get broken, stolen, or at the very least misused or disregarded, instead of using it for Continue reading “Silverware, or flatware?”
It amazes me, awes me beyond my ability to appreciate, the fact that as beautiful as the sanctuary of God’s created universe is, we are now His sanctuary, His tabernacle, each of His disciples individually and collectively as his Church. How can that be?? And yet, He declares it to be so! (1 Corinthians 6:19,20) I don’t understand it, but who am I to argue? Here is another beautiful Continue reading “The Sanctuary”
I have a tendency toward what my husband calls “giving away the store”. I don’t know if it’s just a social insecurity in me to be thought of as “Really Nice” (whatever that is), or an honestly enthusiastic approach to people and projects, or just too much caffeine. But it gets me into trouble.
Evidently, I’m in good company. Not that it makes my personality flaw any easier, but perhaps I can hold the mirror to my face for a closer inspection:
Backstory—King Hezekiah had experienced a divinely miraculous delivery from a formidable enemy nation, after which God had also spared his life from a mortal illness. Breathing a huge sigh of relief, he sorta let Continue reading “Keys have power”