Friday, June 24, 2016
The day we signed the papers
17 year ago
and received the keys to the house in Chandler
It was a crazy day!
We were moving from Tucson to Chandler
due to my husbands job
We had an appointment
at the Title Company around lunch time
and the moving truck was arriving
with our things the next day.
At the time we had three dogs,
and two vehicles
to get to Chandler
So that morning,
we loaded up the dogs in the back of the truck,
which had a camper shell on it
and I took the kids in the car
and we headed up I-10 to Chandler.
About half way there on the freeway
the tailgate of the truck opened up!
My husband began to slow down
and the dogs began tumbling out.
I was driving behind and I remember yelling at the kids
to put their heads in their laps and not to look up.
I was so sure that the dogs would get run over.
But instead something wonderful happened.
My husband pulled over and so did I.
Two of the dogs did not run,
but stayed put next to the truck,
so I grabbed them and put them in the car.
The other one began running
across the freeway.
Here is the wonderful part
All of the traffic stopped! Both sides!
People got out of their cars
and helped us get the dog,
who was terrified.
Never would I have imagined this outcome.
Once we got the dogs and the kids settled down,
thanking everyone that helped us as well
We returned to heading up to Chandler.
We asked the sellers of the house
if they would mind if we dropped the dogs
off in the backyard
while we signed the papers
and they graciously allowed us to do that.
So we dropped off the dogs,
left them some water
and headed to the title company.
We signed the papers,
got the keys and headed back to our house!
When we got inside
we found a lovely plant and card
waiting for us from the previous owners.
It was clear that they loved that house.
Fast forward almost exactly 17 year later ......
Yesterday was the last day that we owned our home in Chandler.
All along the way
As we prepared our home for sale
We did our best to leave well.
As I painted each room
I prayed for whoever would live there next
I walked around the outside of the house
and prayed at each corner
That those that came after us
would love this house as much as we did
would feel peace and serenity there
that it would be a refuge from the world
as they came home each day
I prayed that the halls would again be filled with laughter
as it was when we raised our family there
that there would be great family gatherings
as when we had big Thanksgivings
and Christmas dinners with loved ones
I prayed that God's presence may remain.
I do not know those that purchased our house
But I am confident that The Lord answered my prayers
that whoever it is, they would be the perfect people
And I believe they will be
And like those that we purchased that home from
we left a plant and a note welcoming them to their new home.
We never expected to know who these people are,
but we were given a glimpse yesterday.
They sent us a note,
thanking us for taking such good care of the house.
They told us they have three dogs!
And they shared that they plan to have children
and raise a family there.
I could not ask for anything more..........
God is good
He answers prayers
and He assists me to move on
What a Great and Awesome Abba Father I have.
Lamentations 3:22-27 The Message (MSG)
God’s loyal love couldn’t have run out,
his merciful love couldn’t have dried up.
They’re created new every morning.
How great your faithfulness!
I’m sticking with God (I say it over and over).
He’s all I’ve got left.
God proves to be good to the man who passionately waits,
to the woman who diligently seeks.
It’s a good thing to quietly hope,
quietly hope for help from God.
It’s a good thing when you’re young
to stick it out through the hard times.
Tuesday, June 7, 2016
My Nanny (great aunt) made the best green beans.
Even if you don't like vegetables,
I am convinced you would have loved these.
They were fresh from the garden.
She would go out in the morning
pick green beans from her garden
bring them in the house
and we would clean them and prep them for our meal.
She would add bacon grease left over from breakfast
and what ever else she had hanging around
pieces of ham
stuff like that.
Then she would put it all in this strange pot
called a pressure cooker
light the gas stove
and place that big strange pot on the burner
so that it would begin to cook.
She would tell me not to touch it because of how hot it would get.
It would start making noises,
spouting out steam.
Looking back I am not sure how she knew it was done,
but I do remember there was a whistling gauge on the lid,
so maybe that gave her a clue.
At any rate, when all was said a done,
out would come these
that would melt in your mouth.
I have never been able to replicate them!
And I think that is probably a good thing.
It helps to keep that as part of the wonderful memories I have
of those days in my Nannies kitchen when I was a kid.
For some reason I have been thinking about her today
and that pressure cooker.
She was one of the most gentle souls that I know.
She had more heart ache in her life
than she ever let on
and she never allowed
all the ugly awful things that had happen to her
to color how she looked at life.
She loved deeply
and was a very wise woman.
I always felt happy and hopeful
when I was around her.
I miss her.
As I am getting older,
I find myself looking for models of how to do it well.
She rises to the top of my list.
Of course my mom is right there with her.
But that story is for another time.
I spent many lazy summer days with my Nanny.
Running barefoot along dirt roads,
climbing the water tank.
I am sorry that my kids never had days like that.
My Nanny was a good listener.
And she always invited me to learn about what she was doing.
She taught me to iron and many other home making things.
There was always cookies in the cookie jar
and candy in the candy dish.
This gentle soul
rarely let the pressures
and heartache of her life
keep her from living.
I don't believe she was avoiding the pain,
she was living through it.
The result was beauty
and compassion for the hurting,
Why am I writing about this?
Her life imprinted on mine.
She left something valuable for me to look back on.
Legacy is the footprints of faith for those that come after us.
There are people in my life that have left their marks on me.
Good and bad.
Like a pressure cooker.....
when good fresh healthy stuff is inside of me,
like God's Word, edifying relationships, forgiveness, faith...
when the heat is turned on and things get
and too hot to touch....
the result is not disaster,
it is yummy goodness.
This should be my optimum reaction....
but it isn't always.
I confess that sometimes when the pressures of life hit me,
what comes out is not good.
It is not memorable, digestible, or attractive.
The last thing I want my loved ones to remember about me
is how I reacted badly to the hard times.
I want to leave a pressure cooker legacy.
To be known for my right responses to
hot mess situations.
That my appearance showed
kindness under pressure.
I am so grateful for my Nanny's example.
I am eternally grateful for a God
that knew that I would need an example like this in my childhood.
For God in His infinite wisdom,
knew how my life would unfold.
Through out history
I have seen evidence of God
caring and preparing those He loved,
knowing the challenges that were to come.
The Bible is full of examples
of those that had the heart
and leave a story to encourage the next generation.
It also is full of examples of failure.
How I respond to the things in my days
leave a story for my family to remember.
The question is...
what will that be
James 1:3-13 (NCV)
because you know that these troubles test your faith,
and this will give you patience.
Let your patience show itself perfectly in what you do.
Then you will be perfect and complete and will have everything you need.
But if any of you needs wisdom,
you should ask God for it.
He is generous to everyone and will give you wisdom
without criticizing you.
But when you ask God, you must believe and not doubt.
Anyone who doubts is like a wave in the sea,
blown up and down by the wind.
Such doubters are thinking two different things at the same time,
and they cannot decide about anything they do.
They should not think they will receive anything from the Lord.
Believers who are poor should take pride
that God has made them spiritually rich.
Those who are rich should take pride
that God has shown them that they are spiritually poor.
The rich will die like a wild flower in the grass.
The sun rises with burning heat and dries up the plants.
The flower falls off, and its beauty is gone.
In the same way the rich will die
while they are still taking care of business.
When people are tempted and still continue strong,
they should be happy.
After they have proved their faith,
God will reward them with life forever.
God promised this to all those who love him.
When people are tempted, they should not say, “God is tempting me.”
Evil cannot tempt God, and God himself does not tempt anyone.