My Hubby-my love

Today was a good day- and tomorrow I will go golfing with my friend It has been years since I have golfed....too many. My dear Jerry wanted to go golfing again so much, but he was just to tired to golf. So it was rather bittersweet when I got my golf-clubs out...all dusty; but still looking pretty good considering it has been about 5 years that they have been standing in the garage. Jim and John helped me get them on my golf cart------that was very dusty too...wipe it off, and then get the clubs on. I could hardly remember how that went, because....Jerry and I always used a golf cart the last years we golfed. Then- where are my golf shoes- OH! what a mess they were... cobwebs, dust, etc. but took them in the house, cleaned them up and will use them tomorrow. They cleaned up really well....so now if I can clean up on the golf course, after many years of not playing....course I wasn't that good anyway, but we always had a good time.
It will help me get in shape for Colorado too-----good exercise! Jerry would be so pleased to know that I am doing this....
Tomorrow someone comes to look at my condo- perhaps a buyer? Time will tell......I get a little impatient wanting it to sell, and yet it is still my home. My God will get it done when the time is right. So I trust in Him to take my impatientness away and just TRUST!
God is so GOOD! TO ME!!!

The picture is at Ottawa Beach, a couple nights before he lft for the army. 1953

Memorial Day 2009

Today we remember all the soldier's in all the war's that have been fought to keep our country free and safe. We also take time to remember those that 'have gone on before us'.......and think about what part they played in our lives. I am thankful for a Christian Mom and Dad, who taught us more by example, than by a lot of do' and don'ts. I am also thankful for my Mom and Dad-in-law, who loved me like a daughter, and also taught my husband by their lifestyle. My own Mom died when she was only 60, and My Mom-in-law took me as her own daughter. The whole family did.

I am very thankful that the Lord gave me a Christian man for a husband. I couldn't have had a better man...he loved me dearly, and I love(d) him dearly too. He went to his Heavenly home 18 months ago, and I am happy for him. He had so many health problems; now he is free from all of that! But, I miss him very much.....So I remember all those who have 'gone on before' today also.

Now is a good time to think about keeping our men, that are fighting, in our prayers too; also for our country and all those who are without work now...

Living by Faith

The beautiful thing about this adventure called faith is that we can count on Him to never lead us astray. .................................."Charles Swindoll"

This is a beautiful quote- one that we should always remember. Sometimes that is hard to do when you have lost a loved.......not really lost, but has gone on to their heavenly home. But it feels lost to the one left behind. The house is quieter, the 'power' to the TV is in MY hand, no one to bake for except me; and lets face it - I don't need it!! Meals are quiet, devotions are done alone; but then I have to say "Lord, lift me up and help me stand; by faith on Heavens table-land." These are words from an old hymn, and are a comfort. Went to the funeral of my daughter's mother-in-law today, and it brings back memories again. Of course, the memories are always there, but sometimes they are tucked away and that is good. But the memories are soooo good-they keep you going.
Spring has finally arrived, and with a lot of sunshine and warmth- it is Wonderful!! The days are longer, and I must start walking to get in shape to go to Colorado with my son and his wife and two of his daughters. I look forward to spending that time with them, and seeing God's handiwork! I have never been to Colorado and I am looking forward to that, too. A new adventure for me-

Thinking about my younger days

Well-I should be in bed now, but as I was doing some thinking about my life at home with my Mom and Dad, I thought "How different things are nowaday". All the neighborhood kids could stay out to play after supper until the street lights came on. My girl-friend and I could walk anywhere without being afraid of being snatched up by some screwy person. She and I walked to downtown Grand Rapids and didn't even have thoughts of being scared. Our Mom's gave us each some money, and we would go to the dimestore, either Kresge's or Woolworth's and we each bought a purse. Of course we had to have some of those chocolate cream drops. Then we would go back. home. I have a picture of the 2 of us with our new purses, but will have to find it in order to show you.

Now HIGH SCHOOL DAYS:

But- I will tell you that I walked to Grand Rapids Christian High with 3 other girls. When we got to Franklin Street we would hitch-hike. A man in a convertibile would give us a ride to Christian High. He told us his name was John Paul Jones. Well, we all laughed at that-thought he was kidding. SO>>>>>>>>>>one day I come home from school and there was a police man at our house, ....now what???? I was rather afraid-not knowing what he was at our house for. This man was known for picking up girls, and had a record of some sort (we weren't told what-but I'm sure all the parents were told)-SO- that was rather scary and also it was the end of our hitch-hiking, and we continued walking the rest of the way to school.

The Lord must have been watching over us, because nothing ever happened-and I am thankful for that.

more reminiscing

Today I was sorting though some things in my sewing machine drawers, and this old,yellowed pice of paper came to my eyes- I picked it up carefully, and found it was a poem my Mom (Grandma Casemier) had cut out....she and I liked to save poems....and I guess this one ended up in the drawer instead of the scrapbook....so I will share itwith you...

TIME TO PLANT

"I plant my watermelons on Good Friday," she said,

"And my peas three days after the full moon.

Iwill have bucketsfullof peas by June,

And wagonloads of melons when July's sun is red.

There is a time to plant she said.

There is a time to plant good habits and ideals

In children's minds. Don't go beyond their spring

Or there will be no fruitful blossoming.

Watch for the hour when reason's first light steals,

and then plant high ideals.

(by Anne Campbell)

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I think of my children , my grand-children and great-grand-children and hope they will always have high ideals planted in them by their Dad's and Mom's. I have seen some very good 'shoots' in them already. But they just grow up too fast!

An afternoon of reading

Today I spent the afternoon reading /finishing the book I was reading. It was a good read-"Home Another Way" by Christa Parish. It was about a young woman who had a lot of anger in
her lfe....she had led a hard and fast life, and had isolated herself from the love any person would try to give her. She said she hated her father- for reasons which she thought had happened (not abuse).....Her father dies, and leaves her some things. There was a box that he had stored a lot of things in, and they were things of her childhood that he had saved during the time that he had not seen her, about 16 years. One of the things in there was a piece of paper- with white handprints on blue paper. They were her hand-prints from when she was about 4 years old. Under the hand-prints was a poem, and I would encourage parents to save the things their children make because it is so precious to read some of them when you (parents) get older..
Here is the poem:

Sometimes you get discouraged

Because I am so small

And always leave my fingerprints

On furniture and walls.

But every day I'm growing

I'll be grown some day

And all those tiny handprints

Will surely fade away.

So here's a little handprint

Just so you can recall

Exactly how my fingers looked

When I was very small.

So all you Mom's and Dad's get those little handprints on a piece of paper, or whatever, and save them for the day you want to think about those years that went by too fast!

Celebration

Today we celebrate Palm Sunday-..where were all those people who shouted 'Hosanna!'; Blessed is He who comes in the name of the Lord? ...Where were they when Jesus was arrested? How soon they forgot............
After church tonight I go with a group of people to our annual Palm Sunday Hymn Sing. We have been doing this for at least 50 years. When we started it was all couples, and now there are serveral of us who are widows..You wonder where the time goes..seems like yesterday that we were all there. It's a wonderful time of singing, and of course good food- we all bring something, and that's a big help. What a joy to sing all the songs- old and new ones- We usually end up by singing "The King is Coming"!
Jerry and I missed a few of them, but usually we managed to be home in Michigan to be with our friends and join in lifting up our voices in song!
May this be a thankful time for all of us - thinking on what Jesus did for us!