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Add a New Year and Then?

A Look Back

A new year is here. We look at what is ahead of us. We’re kind of excited but we’re uncertain as well. On my next birthday I will join the group of seventy-somethings. I can hardly believe it. It’s like my life has been lived in walled off sections. There were the first years, starting in Southern California, then a move to Northern California. Working on the farm. Making crafts, sewing clothes, singing in trios with my sisters, in choir, and performing in West Germany while in high school. Next I went to a private college in Oregon (many stories from those years) and graduated, My life took a turn and I married, moved and grew, became a teacher, then program specialist, and then a writer. I became a mother of five, and was divorced after twenty-one (troubling) years. The years were both fun-filled and heart-wrenching, but I worked hard to keep it all as good as I could.

Spiritually, I kept striving forward, even during the very difficult days. God was my Rock. He kept me close during the good and bad days. He held me up when I sinking and could not find a way out. I loved being a mom. I tried my hardest to be a good mom. I also tried to be a good wife, That didn’t work out so well. Most of the years we were married, my mate wanted out. I couldn’t accept his view. I didn’t believe Christians should be unfaithful and divorce. You can imagine the trouble it made. We saw the act of marriage from two different viewpoints. Of course, we kept our opinions to ourselves, which made the distress much greater when it occurred. I’m not going to say much about our marriage other than it was hard on all of us and still impacts us in curious ways today.

A Look Forward

As I look forward I realize there is much to look forward to…although it is a much quieter life. Right now I’m in Florida with four of my five adult children. I enjoy my grown-children and am more of an encourager than a participant. There are seven grandchildren.. They’re all so busy and loving life. Yesterday we went to the white sandy beach on the coast of Florida. No one could go in the surf deeper than their knees because the wind was making the waves sort of scary. Clouds in the pure blue sky were lovely. Thomas (my second son) and Titus (my oldest grandchild) were busy hunting wildflowers to take pictures of them. Some made a sandcastle, a real beaut. Then they all joined in a big circle and tossed a Frisbee back and forth. I’m so glad for the life they have, and it is a good life. My three single sons are busy with work (Josh-Montana, Thomas-Texas, and Forrest-Florida). Best of all was seeing each one of them and my daughter and her family.

When I look forward now, I can see that what I have to offer is more in the depth kind of wishes. I spend a considerable amount of time reading God’s Word. God has much to teach me, I study and am amazed. I contemplate. What does God mean when He says thus and so. There is much He wants to teach, if I will but take the time to read and listen. For God has a way of talking to us when we take the time to honor and listen to Him. About a year ago I was discouraged. I was unhappy that my life had changed because of my stroke. And the diabetes was a double stamp of trouble. I struggled. I complained a bit. I also was going through my grandparents stuff, mainly letters and paper things from both sides. There seemed to be no end in sight. I decided to read a few of the letters. I gained an understanding of the part they played in my life. Every person had a part to play, As You and I look forward to the days, weeks, months, and years ahead, we will meet obstacles, hardships, pleasant moments and joy-filled days and unforseen obstacles we haven’t encountered yet…but God knows and will keep us headed in the right direction. We may not know the right way, but He does. That brings me comfort.

But Really, Look at Today

One thing I know is that we have today. Each day God gives to us is a day of promise. He promises to be with us, to help us, to lead us, to make things clear to us, to lift us up, to carry us a long, to sustain us, to provide for us, to minister to us, to dry our tears, to keep us trudging along even when we”d rather quit, to make us into an exceptional rose with high value and a ever fervent scent, someone who is judiciously remarkable in His kingdom. We smile at someone, and they are blessed. We stand up for a right thing, and someone else is blessed. We help someone, and they are blessed by our offer. We share our faith and someone notices. We make someone smile…we pull a weed…we comb our hair, and then theirs…we make a dinner, and then share it with someone, we sweep our sidewalk and do our neighbors next…and so forth.

But most of all we can pray. It helps when you make your prayer more than the same one that you did yesterday. There are so many different things we can pray for that are way beyond our ordinary lists. The things we complain about we can turn around by praying for them. Our problems and sins will do well when we pray for them. Praise God in your prayers, which is unbelievably uplifting. Thank Him for the many, many blessings that you and others have been given. Open your heart to His voice. He will bless you abundantly. Thank Him for the multiple blessings He has brought to you and your family. Be gracious for all the various nuances He affords to you time and time again. For example, look at the sky, thank Him for the air that you breathe, the clouds and/or the rain that refreshes the earth. Just think of all the blessings you can than God for regarding your body and things like that. It amazes.

However, What Does It All Mean?

We should learn and we must learn. If all we do is sit and watch television or watch videos on our computer we are wasting the time that God has allowed us to live. We are to be productive for God. And that means more than we were before this day in time. Our circumstances change, like mine did, but we have the capacity to live completely in Him regardless of the way God is directing our path. To be honest, I thought I would have to give up this blog because of my stroke. I was willing to but I didn’t want to. I thought you wouldn’t miss it much. I wasn’t even sure you were reading it, since I rarely see comments. But then, and because of one of my faithful friends (MJB), I realized that my words encourage others.

This is it for today. God bless you. He is able.

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Christmas Vacation and the Fun

Getting Ready To Go

The big trip to southern Cal started first with getting all the Black Walnuts picked from the ground under the black walnut trees that graced the south side of the property by the road in the olden days. Dad had several sacks that we used to haul the nuts to the feed store. I never liked the job much but we had it to do before we could head south for Christmas. We worked hard and our hands got stained.

Then we kids were ready to go. But Dad wasn’t. There were always a few ‘little things’ that he needed to do before we could leave. It seemed that we always got to my Grandma’s house around 11:50 on Christmas Eve. She’d greet us at the door of the back porch door. We were glad to be there. They lived in Glendora. We loved being at Grandma Weigold’s house. We loved being with her and seeing our cousins. It was quite lovely. Now Grandma’s house was rather small but we didn’t think of it as ‘too small’. We had our sleeping bags and Paul got the bed on the front porch.

Eating The Delicious Meal

The Christmas meal was fantastic. She did the whole nine yards. There were six kids in my cousins’ family and five in ours so I suppose she did some thinking ahead. There was a turkey, potatoes and gravy (instant potatoes…which I loved), cranberry sauce, two types of pickles, a Waldorf salad (Aunt Louise made it…and it was tops), dressing, biscuits, olives, green beans cooked with bacon, and pies…pumpkin, and cherry and whatnot…always with vanilla ice cream and. of course, Grandma’s sugar cookies cut in circles with red hots in the center. They were miracuously soft. I have the recipe but I can never get them as soft.

We’d open up the gifts and that was special. I remember getting a toy doctor kit, dolls, and play dishes, and clothes even bathrobes. My brother got gifts like western pistols and Etch-a-Sketch. The adults played cards, and we kids just had a lot of fun. Sometimes we’d sing and Grandma or Aunt Louise played the piano. Grandma had a lot of sheet music so Marilyn played the piano quite a bit during our week down there. In the backyard there was a lemon tree and an avocado tree, a clothesline and a couple of other types of trees. We skated on the sidewalks as often as we could. Every Christmas we had a lovely time at Grandma and Grandad’s house.

I haven’t mentioned the other side of the family mainly because they moved up north when I was in sixth grade. We had a wonderful time with them as well. We usually spent a belated Christmas with them and our Cripe cousins. Granda Brumbaugh went to a lot of work as well. I remember she always made a side dish of canned tomato with torn homemade bread that was served in small bowls in the upper left setting in our places. Both grandmothers used their best china and cutlery and napkins for their Christmas meals. They’d make the whole meal a lavish affair. Of course we girls helped wash the dishes when the meal was all finished. We had a system for that too.

My Cousins and Whatnot

As I was writing this blog post I was thinking about my cousins on both sides. We were older than the Staudenraus (Weigold) cousins and similar in age to the Cripe (Brumbaugh) cousins. Our cousins on both sides, including Uncle Walt’s kids, for the most part are still in contact with the family but we don’t talk too often. But this summer my siblings and I took a California trip. Just my two sisters, my brother and me. It was unique. (Around a month ago I wrote about it.) I am glad that the institution of marriage and family means a lot to me and the other family circles. Now that we are older it seems as if we appreciate what binds us more than what divides us.

I think I am blessed…to have my family. Family is a wonderful thing. Some families don’t have the close bond which I enjoy, and I feel for you. But you can make your own substitute family. It’s caring about others that matters. You can offer what you have to your friends, whether they are close or not. People need to know we care. We need to know they care as well. Reach out to someone. Give some food to someone. Help someone out. Be a good friend. Read the bible story of the first Christmas. Share the love. Be kind. Thank God for the food. Thank Him for sending His Son to our earth for us and the ones before us.