True Home

Hi Friends– This is a little article I wrote for our the Women’s Blog at our church.  And the subject is dear to my heart– so I thought I would share it with you here…

TRUE HOME

Not too long ago I was mixing up muffins in the kitchen with our small grand daughter when she asked, “Grandma, what happens when you die?” I smiled, glad to tell her about my hope of a home in heaven and the joy forever there. She thought for a moment and responded, “When I die, I think I’ll be a mermaid!” (We need to continue our conversation on this topic).

And it set me to thinking. I tend to love making my home here in this world, our small house, meals with friends, calls from our kids, our tidy little retirement savings—trying to find security and rest in the things I gather around me.

But C.S. Lewis’ words bring me up short.
“The security we crave would teach us to rest our hearts in this world and pose an obstacle to our return to God; a few moments of happiness, of love, a landscape, a symphony, a merry meeting with our friends, a bathe, or a football match, have no such tendency. Our Father refreshes us on the journey with some pleasant inns, but will not encourage us to mistake them for home.”

Home. I love the idea of heaven as my true home, a place where tears are no more and God’s glorious presence is our light.

After a long battle with cancer, my father was in his last days at the hospital. The family would circle around him and talk and sing to him. One of his old favorites was:
The world is not my home. I’m just a passin’ through.
My treasures are laid up somewhere beyond the blue.
The angels beckon me from Heaven’s open door.
And I can’t feel at home in this world anymore.

“Set your hearts on things above, where Christ is seated at the right hand of God. Set you mind on things above, not on earthly things.”
— Colossians 3:1-2

Heaven, my heart’s true home.  Sometimes I scarcely think of heaven, but truly that’s where I want to set my heart and mind.  It’s a comfort to know it’s ahead for us—with dear ones we love who’ve gone there before us, with people at peace from every corner of this world, with the joy of unending days before our Lord.  My true and glorious home.

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P.S. thanks Jodi for the photo of your home in Ojai Valley

Stamps on the Wall

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Hi all– I have friends who are crazy crafty (that’s you Ruth) and others who make luscious quilts (Hi Jill & LeAnn).  My meagre craft expertise is lopsided 4th grade art projects, all glue and paint and glitter…  But last month I painted our family room a soft gray and took down all the old pictures from the walls, wanting something fresh.

I was stumped at what to put up on those empty walls, but then I thought how much I loved my little Pinterest board of postage stamps from far and wide.  Who knew there were so many people pinning postage stamps?  So I printed up my favorites and crowded them into a couple of old frames.  They’re so bright and happy– just wanted to share them with you…

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Please forgive the glass glare–I’m just an amateur picture taker with an iPhone…

So many gorgeous stamps!  here’s a few of my faves!:

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Aren’t they truly beautiful?  Little snips of art from all over the globe…

P.S.  And on the opposite wall I stuck up a bunch of favorite family, food and places pics in Ikea frames stuck with those removable sticky strips:
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Thank Full

1af7618d53401ab34c8deb3abc6c75b5Hi there–  My house if full and my heart is full as well.  Today my sister is arriving home!  She’s living with in Kosovo, where she and her husband direct/teach at an English high school.  And now,  she’s almost home– coming for the wedding of her son Brett and that cute Susie.  I’m jumping up and down excited!!

Here’s what we’ll do the next 16 days:

1.  Get everything ready for a wedding (in our backyard!)
2.  Talk until way too late every night– as long as her jet lag allows!
3.  Make dinner together in the evenings– love doing that with my sis!
4.  Spend a day out on our annual “Shop til you drop Christmas shopping extravaganza!”
5.  Fill up her suitcases with all the things she’s been missing in Kosovs– (taco
.     seasoning, school supplies, pumpkin pie filling and cranberry sauce…)
6.  Spend a day soaking up the sun down by the beach together!
7.  Enjoy an early Thanksgiving dinner with all her kids on Sunday!
8.  Walk in the park around the lake and talk and talk lots more!

I know that’s too many exclamation points!!  But I love my sis so and couldn’t be more excited to see her walk off that plane this afternoon.  There’ll be hugs and tears all around.

So thank you God, for this happy reunion, for years of growing up and living life with this sis you gave me, for the wedding ahead, for time to say all the little things we can’t fit in when she’s so far away.  I am thank full.