tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32254162024-03-12T19:32:59.513-04:00hmmm...she saida wife, a mom, a sojourner, a wonderer, a homeschooler, God's Own.lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07978807747611924170noreply@blogger.comBlogger267125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3225416.post-6349760879756102662011-04-18T23:39:00.001-04:002011-04-18T23:39:25.445-04:00It was an early spring day, evidenced by the slight chill in the breeze that kicked up intermittently. The interludes where it died down were delicious as the unfiltered sun soaked into the winter pale skin of her arms. She could hear deep clangy church bells ringing a mile off, mingling with wind chimes as well as the creaky lopsided whir of the neighbors' ancient Kansas windmill tilting on lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07978807747611924170noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3225416.post-36172756857915459722011-04-15T10:49:00.002-04:002011-04-15T10:59:16.146-04:00it is a watercolor outside today..grey skies dripping onto green earth, smudging red tulips and brown tree trunks.it is a watercolor inside me today..my husband has a co-oworker whose family is preparing to bury their 2 year old - could anything else feel this wrong? fits and starts as we parent & live with our teenagers - what will the next few years look like? The next few hours? i turn to my lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07978807747611924170noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3225416.post-45345963591023508872011-04-14T11:45:00.002-04:002011-04-14T11:49:06.117-04:00running a lot this week..2 kiddos have testing in Topeka. 3 days of zipping down 75, heavily under repair work - no fun to drive on the shoulder when someone stops in front of you to turn off or try to navigate through all the dust clouds the workers' machines are making - anyway, thankful that the van is running fine, I had a full gas tank when the week started, and there's a coffee shop across lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07978807747611924170noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3225416.post-69591301951737173872011-04-11T13:37:00.003-04:002011-04-11T14:30:57.466-04:00I spent 4 years in Florida living in a rented house with a sandy yard and no clue how to garden in the tropics. Life moved along at a fast and busy clip..working, homeschooling, running a household, kids' activities, on and on..I would see books at the local libraries here and there - "Florida Gardening: The Newcomer's Survival Manual".."Home gardening "Florida style" : a guide for growing lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07978807747611924170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3225416.post-12769628690223835382011-04-11T01:02:00.002-04:002011-04-11T01:17:42.043-04:00Well it's been awhile. I'm going to start this blogging thing up again, we'll see how it goes. Here's the skinny on life these days - back in the Midwest, loving that..Chad is having to work 2 jobs and still in pain with a back injury he sustained in a car wreck 3 years ago, not loving that. Living up in Holton, seems too far away from where the rest of our life is happening and we warily watch lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07978807747611924170noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3225416.post-58045816356728559062008-10-28T22:44:00.002-04:002008-10-28T23:13:03.914-04:00Sometimes life just HURTS. Sometimes I just feel bad about something, and I don't really want to hyperanalyze it to death - Am I just being selfish? Is my perspective all skewed? Maybe I'm just a raving complainer, I'm not counting my blessings..things could be so much worse...When I'm facing a hard thing, and it's not moving on, I tend to throw a little fit at first - "What's this? No! I don't lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07978807747611924170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3225416.post-62284738509844302472008-10-07T22:14:00.003-04:002008-10-07T22:26:07.835-04:00"The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not want."These familiar words speak out from the Psalms, convicting me time and time again. When I feel uneasy about the fact that we are still living in a rental house, over two years after our major cross country move...When we try so hard to stick to our budget, live within our means, and we're still borrowing from the next check here and there...When a quietlisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07978807747611924170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3225416.post-36737509149788924962008-09-28T15:43:00.002-04:002008-09-28T16:18:30.017-04:00So I managed to dig out the big blue rubbermaid box containing my autumn decorations this morning - this after several weeks of Lucy asking for it to emerge and be opened, its red, orange, and brown contents arranged, candles lit, pumpkin bread baking underway. She keeps me going in a lot of ways, I have to say. This is my third fall in Florida, and it hasn't gotten any easier for me to get in lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07978807747611924170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3225416.post-12572920253382700982008-06-25T10:26:00.000-04:002008-06-25T10:27:08.045-04:00"At the deepest levels of our humanity, it is true that we are prone to wander, prone to sin, prone to flee from God. But it was in our deepest state of ruin, our deepest plunge into sinfulness, when God stepped forward unwilling to let us remain in such a state...Long before we could even articulate our lostness, God in his mercy set out to find us, setting forth a plan to make right within us lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07978807747611924170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3225416.post-34253484257776491972008-01-31T11:00:00.000-05:002008-01-31T14:34:27.590-05:00went to see over the rhine last night. *sigh* my only complaint was that it seemed too short! over too quickly for sure. but let's not start at the end...we drove by the lyric theatre in stuart, florida and caught sight of the van & trailer with ohio plates..that got me smiling. the theatre is in a walk around downtown area, near the water and with train tracks running through the middle of lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07978807747611924170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3225416.post-79345069787885740392008-01-27T22:06:00.000-05:002008-01-27T22:12:19.392-05:00when the opportunity arises,stare for awhile ata full moona newly unfurled flowera sleeping babya sleeping preadolescenta majestic oak treetake a deep whiff ofyour morning coffee feel the warmth run through your fingersclose your eyes and listento songbirds above the yardto a tinny radio playing an old tuneto yourselfbreathingbe still as to make yourselfawarelisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07978807747611924170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3225416.post-81286892188001965072008-01-14T09:11:00.000-05:002008-01-14T09:31:51.214-05:00well i find i have neglected my blog in the face of..facebook. not only that, but in the busyness of the homeschooling year, i have not carved out much time to sit back and let thoughts form beyond "how far behind is kansas in latin?", "ahh..it's 1:00 and what about lunch!?", "do we have everything we need for running club?" (this as we're racing out the door before 8 two mornings a week).I have lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07978807747611924170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3225416.post-3725161363849489222008-01-03T10:19:00.001-05:002008-01-03T10:19:51.475-05:00Our response to the holiness of God is to reflect his character in our lives--in one phrase, the pursuit of holiness. In our endeavor in this direction, however, we need to be careful to note that what we have come to call personal holiness--what is inward--is only a potential that has to be constantly actualized in inter-personal relationships. The time I spend with God must enable me to relate lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07978807747611924170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3225416.post-37459852835378668542007-12-07T09:42:00.000-05:002007-12-07T09:43:43.336-05:00"as Linford has said, we give standing ovations to the wrong people in this world. At the end of every shift change at every hospital, nursing home, and care facility there should be a line of folks standing at the door applauding those nurses, aids, social workers, and caregivers that give so much of themselves day in, day out."-Karen Berquist(amen.)lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07978807747611924170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3225416.post-43128063885425846852007-10-17T14:01:00.000-04:002007-10-17T14:25:10.082-04:00well, i'm not sure how to feel...dedicated wife or overzealous helper? we've been getting to bed way, way too late for awhile now (i won't even tell you what time, it's quite ungodly), and last night was no exception. c has to get up and go earlier than usual on wednesdays to be to work in time for mandatory ministry wide chapel. i generally lay there for awhile after the lights are finally out, lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07978807747611924170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3225416.post-40984692874422401472007-10-05T17:09:00.000-04:002007-10-05T17:38:16.159-04:00the sky has been slate grey all afternoon, with intermittent showers rapping on the western facing windows. it's in the upper 80's outside, but in here with the air conditioning cranked up, i'm almost getting the sensation that it's really fall. who knows, i may even drag my big blue rubbermaid tub full of autumn decorations out of the garage (no basements here) and have at it this weekend. lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07978807747611924170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3225416.post-34857574579071455002007-10-01T12:23:00.000-04:002008-12-09T04:17:18.385-05:00the street last nightlisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07978807747611924170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3225416.post-38919673464935251612007-09-26T14:05:00.000-04:002008-12-09T04:17:18.632-05:00the beach todaylisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07978807747611924170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3225416.post-51790765146646595322007-09-11T19:43:00.000-04:002008-12-09T04:17:18.778-05:00I am writing this by the lowlight of the moon, pale yet voluminous, bathing my hands blue grey whiteScribbling on a stray index card fished from my ruby red purse while at a stoplightMany times I have said to You on the road under that low full gazing ball planet"How am I supposed to be a responsible driver at the hands of this glowing beauty I cannot avert my eyes from?"I have stood at the edge lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07978807747611924170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3225416.post-13727096662195842202007-08-24T00:50:00.000-04:002008-12-09T04:17:18.906-05:00some of you who come here will remember my baby. all that black hair, that red face the first week or two..she looked native american! you might remember her dimpled baby cheek, her early and often heard laughter, her squealing babbly adoration of her older brothers. maybe you recall holding her while she was wearing one of her pink onsies (what a nice change for me to shop the baby girl lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07978807747611924170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3225416.post-34117686522430356072007-08-05T23:38:00.000-04:002008-12-09T04:17:19.050-05:00this is kind of fun...lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07978807747611924170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3225416.post-48629845862410617212007-08-05T23:23:00.000-04:002008-12-09T04:17:19.141-05:00had friends come down from kansas for a much anticipated visit last week..with ten kiddos and six adults we didn't plan anything, just hung out at the ocean and pool in cocoa beach - it truly felt like a vacation as afterwards i only had to recover from piled up laundry and that empty feeling you get when good friends go far away.now we're tucking our heads down and walking into the winds of lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07978807747611924170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3225416.post-16511590827164010222007-07-16T09:56:00.000-04:002008-12-09T04:17:19.557-05:00it's the rainy season here, which means it's hot and sunny in the morning, and hot with a rumbling, flashing thunderstorm in the afternoon/evening most days. last night the rain started hammering in the early evening, and then cleared up just before dusk, giving us a fantastic double rainbow right over our house. i love to see rainbows..they are a quite tangible reality of a promise straight lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07978807747611924170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3225416.post-61672634724576334102007-07-07T10:28:00.000-04:002008-12-09T04:17:19.857-05:007-7-07...many are considering this to be a special day, according to news reports. gamblers, brides & grooms, yoga masters, & christians have all planned events to surround this unusual date, hoping for a stroke of luck, an extra meaningful experience, a spark of some sort. for us, this is genuinely a special day: our oldest turns twelve today. twelve! in some parts of the world, that is lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07978807747611924170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3225416.post-20171401524003612702007-07-02T21:34:00.000-04:002007-07-02T21:44:42.804-04:00so i went to the local piddly library tonight to see what was what in the 'will this be a good resource for homeschooling' department. not suprisingly, i was disappointed. i think i've said before, i went from one grand library for the whole county, newly renovated and well stocked, to many, many little libraries spread out all over the county i now live in, none seeming to have what i want on lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07978807747611924170noreply@blogger.com0