Monday, December 14, 2015

If Only In My Dreams

Karen Carpenter made me cry.

Christmas has its hard moments for those, like me, who have lost loved ones. Home for the holidays is right here. I make it. I am making it. But I do sometimes long to be the kid again, with my parents and my brothers and sister. Back when I did not realize all the hard work that goes into making a Christmas, Christmas. Back when Christmas was magical. I miss the people I love so much.

I miss my family.

Here I am in Arizona. Very slim chance of a white Christmas (and that's okay!). Making a home with my new family, people I love, celebrating the birth of our Savior, creating new traditions for my children to keep and maybe pass down to their children.

This year we have Mr. Bee's dad joining us - he is recently widowed. And we have daughter Lucy's boyfriend - his family is lives on the other side of the country, and we have Lucy's dog that she rescued. Three others who are not home for Christmas this year. And we will try our best to make our home into their home, and share our happiness and food and drinks and fun.

For a moment Karen Carpenter brought me to tears because I miss those who have gone on. I would not feel so sad if I didn't have happy memories of Christmases past.

It really is a privilege and a responsibility to make Christmas for others. And I must say, have been truly blessed to have had a home that I miss.

Friday, December 4, 2015

Oops, I Forgot to Blog (Again)

I guess I just didn't have anything to say. What did Twain say? Better to keep silent and be thought a fool than to open one's mouth and prove them right? Something like that.

Anyhow, here it is, Advent again. Lots to do. The tree goes up this weekend. I've got a start on the shopping and I'm going to do a bit more online and at the stores today. Not in a panic. Yet.

The minor feast day today is John of Damascus, theologian and hymn writer.

For today among his own
Christ appeared, bestowing
His deep peace, which evermore
Passes human knowing.
Neither could the gates of death
Nor the tomb’s dark portal
Nor the watchers nor the seal
Hold him as a mortal.

-Come, You Faithful, Raise the Strain, verse 4

Monday, May 11, 2015

JE #50

Today is the commemoration of Cyril and Methodius, missionaries to the Slavs.

Cyril and Methodius translated the liturgy and much of the Bible for the Slavs. But as Slavonic had no written form they first invented an alphabet, later to be known as Cyrillic, to accomplish their task.
 Then I saw another angel flying directly overhead, with an eternal gospel to proclaim to those who dwell on earth, to every nation and tribe and language and people. And he said with a loud voice, “Fear God and give him glory, because the hour of his judgment has come, and worship him who made heaven and earth, the sea and the springs of water.”
(Revelation 14:6-7 ESV)

Saturday, May 9, 2015

JE #49

Today is the commemoration of Job, patriarch.

 For I know that my Redeemer lives,
and at the last he will stand upon the earth.
And after my skin has been thus destroyed,
yet in my flesh I shall see God,
whom I shall see for myself,
and my eyes shall behold, and not another.
My heart faints within me!

(Job 19:25-27 ESV)

Friday, May 8, 2015

JE #48

May 7: Commemoration of C. F. W. Walther

Founder of the Lutheran Church - Missouri Synod.

Tuesday, May 5, 2015

JE #47

Today is the commemoration of Frederick the Wise, Christian ruler.

Protector of Martin Luther.

Monday, May 4, 2015

JE #46

Today is the commemoration of Friedrich C. D. Wyneken, pastor and missionary.

Is His love like a burden or has His yoke become too heavy?  Do you want to once again depend on the world and your own righteousness?  You say: “Oh no, no, but my heart is weak and doubtful, and sin is mighty!”  Do no despair.  There will be enough temptations, trials, and sin; yes, you may be overcome by your body’s weakness. But you are not depending on your own heart but on your Jesus, who saves you from your sins and gives you renewed mercy in Word and Sacrament. Forgiveness of sin surrounds you like the air; yes, it is spread out around you like the sky. He is faithful, the one who has called you. He will do it for you. You just hold on to His Word and Sacrament. Do not forsake prayer. Death might meet up with you whenever and wherever it wants. It will only lead you into the eternally new year, into the right peace and bliss. And even while you are in the throes of death, this beautiful name will lighten your way and bring you safely across: JESUS!