24 April 2018

80 MPH Winds - Update

We have hurricane-force winds today, with falling trees, airborne desbris, and all the other fun things that go with it. First power outage of the day was a couple minutes ago, but the lights came back on again. Yay.

Meanwhile, my printer has decided it will only print in grayscale. But that's only when print jobs are sent from the PC. Printing from other devices still renders in color.

I've tried every location for printer preferences I can think of, and everything says it's printing in color. But that's not happening.

Since I set the printer for wireless/network ops, I printed my new driver's license from my phone. At least I can look ruggedly handsome in color, now. 














Update: after 4 1/2 hours, the power came back on. In the meantime, we had heavy wet snow for well over an hour. It didn't stick, of course, but proved an interesting end note to the already-interesting afternoon and evening.

23 April 2018

God's Word for Monday, 4/23/18

So where does that leave you when you criticize a brother? And where does that leave you when you condescend to a sister? I’d say it leaves you looking pretty silly—or worse. Eventually, we’re all going to end up kneeling side by side in the place of judgment, facing God. Your critical and condescending ways aren’t going to improve your position there one bit. Read it for yourself in Scripture: “As I live and breathe,” God says, “every knee will bow before me; Every tongue will tell the honest truth that I and only I am God.” So tend to your knitting. You’ve got your hands full just taking care of your own life before God.
Romans 14:11 (MSG)

22 April 2018

Guest Post: A Time to Heal

I borrowed this from my cousin Lana, with her permission.

It’s funny how I can mark important times in my life with the planting of annual flowers. I’ve always enjoyed the coming of spring after a long winter and the planting of my annual flowers was done as soon as the threat of frost passed and signified the promise of longer and warmer days and sunshine. Nothing makes my heart happier than enjoying pretty flowers with the bees and butterflies. The year that I lost Bill, and lost myself, my mom came over to facilitate the planting of the annual flowers. I didn’t want to plant flowers. I didn’t want to eat, or go to work, or take a shower, or breathe, or look toward tomorrow. Mom knew. And so we planted annual flowers and we reminisced and even laughed and then we ate. Then I slept, I breathed, and went to work. I allowed myself to enjoy the flowers and the bees and butterflies.
Then I lost my mom. Again, I found myself in a sad and lonely place, not feeling whole. Then my sister Lorri facilitated the planting of the annual flowers. We reminisced, we laughed, we ate. We watched the bees and butterflies enjoying the flowers and allowed ourselves to enjoy the flowers, too. We slept, we breathed, we went to work, we continued living.
Since then, I’ve planted annual flowers every year. Sometimes alone, and sometimes I’ve had the honor to plant flowers with special people. Lorri comes when she can and one year Reannon was with me. One year Shannon and Lillilakota were with me. Some years Angie and I share seeds and bulbs and dreams of our gardens. This year, today, holds another precious memory for me. Today, my Grandma Clow was laid to rest. She was the mother of my step-mom, Joni, and the grandmother of my step-sister Melanie and step-brother Mike. Grandma Clow was not a “step” to me. She loved me as her own, I loved her as my own, and she was a wonderful role model and important part of my upbringing. Joni, Melanie, and Mike have never been “steps”. They are family and, although we don’t see each other regularly, we picked up right where we left off. I love them with all of my heart. Seeing these beautiful people today brought to surface so many memories. Of our youth, before we lost so many treasured people. But it's also a happy time because we’ve gained spouses, kids, and grandkids. The meaning of bittersweet.
So today, after the funeral, I planted annual flowers. I wasn’t alone. Grandma Clow, Joni, Melanie, and Mike were with me in my heart, along with all those who made me plant flowers in the past and gave me the gift of healing.

God's Word for Sunday, 4/22/18

But God’s angry displeasure erupts as acts of human mistrust and wrongdoing and lying accumulate, as people try to put a shroud over truth. But the basic reality of God is plain enough. Open your eyes and there it is! By taking a long and thoughtful look at what God has created, people have always been able to see what their eyes as such can’t see: eternal power, for instance, and the mystery of his divine being. So nobody has a good excuse. What happened was this: people knew God perfectly well, but when they didn’t treat him like God, refusing to worship him, they trivialized themselves into silliness and confusion so that there was neither sense nor direction left in their lives. They pretended to know it all, but were illiterate regarding life. They traded the glory of God who holds the whole world in his hands for cheap figurines you can buy at any roadside stand.
Romans 1:20 (MSG)

21 April 2018

God's Word for Saturday, 4/21/18

Jesus answered, “I told you, but you don’t believe. Everything I have done has been authorized by my Father, actions that speak louder than words. You don’t believe because you’re not my sheep. My sheep recognize my voice. I know them, and they follow me. I give them real and eternal life. They are protected from the Destroyer for good. No one can steal them from out of my hand. The Father who put them under my care is so much greater than the Destroyer and Thief. No one could ever get them away from him. I and the Father are one heart and mind.”
John 10:28-30 (MSG)

20 April 2018

Wild Bill: A Very Messy Civil War

Word.


God's Word for Friday, 4/20/18

But let me tell you something wonderful, a mystery I’ll probably never fully understand. We’re not all going to die—but we are all going to be changed. You hear a blast to end all blasts from a trumpet, and in the time that you look up and blink your eyes—it’s over. On signal from that trumpet from heaven, the dead will be up and out of their graves, beyond the reach of death, never to die again. At the same moment and in the same way, we’ll all be changed. In the resurrection scheme of things, this has to happen: everything perishable taken off the shelves and replaced by the imperishable, this mortal replaced by the immortal. Then the saying will come true: Death swallowed by triumphant Life! Who got the last word, oh, Death? Oh, Death, who’s afraid of you now? It was sin that made death so frightening and law-code guilt that gave sin its leverage, its destructive power. But now in a single victorious stroke of Life, all three—sin, guilt, death—are gone, the gift of our Master, Jesus Christ. Thank God!
1 Corinthians 15:55-57 (MSG)