Monthly Archives: July 2013
Music Monday – When Tragedy Strikes…
Yesterday, I heard the news about the church bus that overturned in Indy and the lives that were lost in the accident. The grief must be unbearable. I don’t even know these people but as I prayed for the family and friends of the young, expectant couple who died leaving a toddler an orphan and the mom of 5, I cried. There are so few words that can be said. When my brother died at 16 from a gun accident, many words were said with good intentions but made it more painful none-the-less. The words that did get me through, though, were from those that were honest and told me that they don’t understand, either, it won’t make sense to us but God loves me and is there for me. So I went to Him over and over again. He doesn’t mind when we raise our fist and ask Him, “Why?” David did it. He was called a “man after God’s own heart” and God, while He called David out on a lot of stuff, didn’t rebuke him for expressing his fear, anger and sadness to God. When Scott died, I went back to college and the friends who knew what to say said very little. They held me, let me cry and told me to give it to God because He’s the only One Who knows what to do with it.
My Isabelle was admitted to the hospital at 4 weeks old the day Katrina hit. Having nothing else to do in a hospital room with an infant, I watched the news in horror. We were there 5 days as I watched my baby girl struggling to get and keep nutrition in her then turned to the TV screen to see people lose loved ones and suffer. It was then my favorite band decided to release early the following single from Wherever You Are to be an encouragement, to direct people to World Vision for donations and as a benefit for relief efforts. There has been so much tragedy in our nation and world. Catastrophe hits everyone at some point and the disasters and calamity will only increase as the world descends more and more into decadence and greed. Scripture tells us this. So what to say when friends and family are hit? Cry out to Jesus. For the families hurting so close to home in Indy, that’s all I have. I am so sorry.
This song is one of many Third Day songs that has blessed me and helped me through tough times. So many have been heartened by this. If you haven’t heard it before, I hope it blesses you. If you have, I hope it blesses you again.
What’s not shared is lost,
Michelle
Chocolate-Covered Fun
I just said last night I wouldn’t do this again. But here I am, blogging from my phone. I will try to pay better attention to what auto-correct may decide for me.
Today started early; 5 am. Ugh. I had my follow-up appointment for my MRI and, thank You Lord, I don’t need surgery. I have a very bruised bone in my foot that was almost a stress fracture. In fact, I was instructed to treat it as such and stay off of it for two to three more weeks. The doc and I both laughed then I promptly went to the grocery for cake supplies then to the dry cleaner then to our catering kitchen where I met up with Natalie, Autumn and Isabelle. Autumn requested we stop at Dollar Tree on the way home to get glow sticks for July 4th which we did after stopping by the Health Department. As you can see, I’m really babying this injured foot…
We came home to find Corinne and Gbaby #1, Autumn Rose, had arrived to spend the rest of the week with us! Yay! After a visit, I rested my foot more by heading out with Craig to meet up with Lenae and Tony for a double date. My Mother’s Day gift of a chocolate and wine tasting WITH gift card at Winan’s Fine Chocolates and Coffee had an expiration date of July 3rd so we HAD to go.
We interrupt this programming. I give up. To be continued on my laptop…. this just isn’t working…
I’m back. My apologies to anyone who saw this when it accidentally posted from my phone with barely a paragraph and a random pic. Five days later, I will continue my tale of last Wednesday.
With Gbaby #2 in the care of her Great Grandma, the four of us ventured to Dayton, OH to enjoy some delicious (and some “could have been better”) wine and chocolate pairings. All of the chocolate was yummy; we just thought a couple of the wines could have been…replaced with other wines.
That being said, we had fun just hanging and spending our gift cards on Highlander Grogg coffee and chocolate and more chocolate. For my selection, I chose Mint Patties, Peanut Butter Delights, Almond, Cashew and Pecan Wurtles, Opera Creams, something with coconut, maybe a couple of other things. Suffice it to say, I have enough chocolate to keep my hormones in check for at least a little while.
This was a most enjoyable time and I highly recommend a Chocolate-covered date night!
Don’t worry, Olympian Candies; you’re still my favorite. I haven’t left you for another.
What’s not shared is lost,
Michelle
Does this app even work?
I am much faster at typing that Swyping but I have this here WordPress app on my phone so thought I’d give it a whirl. I have my doubts as blogging with the help of an Android’s autograft…I tweet..that should say…REST my case, auto-direct..dang it…auto-correct sounds like a lot of back-spacing. I’d just like to interject and say I did NOT enter any off those incorrect words-auto-correct did…just as I anticipated it would.
I just returned from the hour-long trip from driving my four cadets to Civil Air Patrol and back. I was hoping I’d have time to post something while at Refunds…Agents…crap…Wendy’s which is where I go for the two to three hours I wait for my guys and work on businessy stuff and check on Twitter. Alas, I was actually getting work done so didn’t have time to TYPE my blog post. After this experience, I can assure you that I will be typing my posts from here on out unless I have some blogging emergency that requires me to Swype my way through a post.
So….Lenae stopped by today and, of Coors.. You’ve got to be kidding me….of course, brought the grandbaby. The picture above is from today and I’d like to move it to this paragraph but I’m scared to death of what might happen so I’ll leave it there and just say my grandbaby is smiling and cooing, now! Just as adorable is her fan club of aunts and uncles with all their shenanigans trying to get her to smile and goo. She’s already discovered the game of “tongue tag,” a game I played with all my babies; I stuck out my tongue with baby watching, baby’s wheels turn, baby sticks out tongue and waits for me to repeat. After awhile, a newborn will start to instigate the game. I think this is genius. Yes, because the baby is learning cause and effect, but, more importantly, how to get a grown person to act like a complete idiot. This is a skill I have imparted to all of my children and am now imparting to my grandchildren. Empower the babies!
I’m fine …crud…. done Swyping.
What’s not shared it’s lost,
Michel…really? Michelle
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