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Our Daily Thread 8-16-14

Good Morning!

Sunday UPDATE!!!

happy birthday

HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHAS!!!!!!

I hope you enjoy your day Sir.

On this day in 1777 the Battle of Bennington took place. New England’s minutemen routed the British regulars. 

In 1829 the “Siamese twins,” Chang and Eng Bunker, arrived in Boston, MA. They had come to the Western world to be exhibited. They were 18 years old and joined at the waist. 

In 1937 Harvard University became the first school to have graduate courses in traffic engineering and administration. 

And in 1960 the free-fall world record was set by Joseph Kittinger. He fell more than 16 miles (about 84,000 feet) before opening his parachute over New Mexico. 

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Quote of the Day

“A man can no more diminish God’s glory by refusing to worship Him than a lunatic can put out the sun by scribbling the word, ‘darkness’ on the walls of his cell.”

C. S. Lewis

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 Today is Eydie Gorme’s birthday. From fabtv

And it’s Bill Evans’ as well.

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Anyone have a QoD?

65 thoughts on “Our Daily Thread 8-16-14”

  2. Oh, I love the fall, enjoy yours Chas. Haven’t noticed the days getting any longer. But it only varies from 6:30 to 7pm. Beautiful day today.
    My class and I are doing chapel on Monday. I am sharing the story of Dr. Helen Roseveare in Africa receiving the package with the hot water bottle and the dolly after a young orphan prayed that God would send them. I need to do some more preparation.

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  3. Turtles!!
    Green, slimy turtles!!!
    Very cute.
    Each evening I see what Bing puts on for their photo and then wait to see what Aj will delight us with (except for snakes).

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  4. Just me and Jo, together alone.

    😉

    I suspect Jo has gone by now.
    It sure is lonesome around here.
    But I need to get to work on a SS lesson.

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  9. Our receptionist’s father died on Monday. The funeral or memorial service was last night at 6pm. Yesterday I took food, a Honey Baked Ham and various other dishes and side dishes out to the house. I met her grandmother and told her who my father was. It took an hour for me to leave. Turns out daddy had been dove hunting on their farm quite a bit back in the 70’s and 80’s.
    The service was held in a run down strip center church. It was some sort of non denominational thing. Cement block walls, metal roof, wooden partitions, tables, metal and plastic chairs. The snob in me reared her ugly head. Not something I am proud of but there you have it.

    It was painfully obvious that the grammatically challenged (see? snobbery again) minister had never met the deceased. He spoke a few words, admitted he had never met the man, and strung together Bible verses starting with the 23rd Psalm (at least it was in the King James Version), jumped over to Job, John, Genesis and a few other places.

    THEN, the chaplain from the truck stop —did you know there was such a thing? A chaplain at a truck stop? I guess truckers need a minister as much as the rest of us– took the pulpit. It was obvious he DID know the deceased. He looked at the brother and said I am looking in Shorty’s eyes right now. What a comfort. He talked about the conversations he had had with Shorty and the council he had given him. He spoke of heaven and the resurrection and the hope we have in God and the only way to God is through the Son and if anyone doubted this they were doomed to hell. He said God had called him to the truck stops and the prisons and anywhere else where there were people who needed to hear the gospel. (See this goes back to our discussion earlier of just where you are called to be a missionary)
    I spoke with him after the service and thanked him. A very nice man, even if he was a little rough around the edges.

    Now, you know me and you know that if I can find the humor in a situation and a slight twist to it I will.

    The moral of the story comes from the chaplain’s words. It is appointed unto man once to die. The moment we are born, we begin the process of dying. We are all going to die one day, and someone in our family may want us to have a minister, priest , pastor, or chaplain speak at our funeral. Attend church!!!! Some member of the clergy needs to know something about you. It is just painful and makes some of us squirm in our seats when it is obvious that the MC at your final send off doesn’t know you from Adam’s house cat!

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  10. Kim, I knew there were chaplains at truck stops. That was when there were real truck stops all over. I know of only one true truck stop now, where truckers can shower watch TV and relax a while. They used to have restaurants. This one has a Wendy’s.
    I don’t know if this truck stop has a chaplain.
    I can see how it is an important ministry.

    People who aren’t affiliated with a church don’t care about their funerals, nor much for those they leave behind. “Just plant me somewhere in a field.” “My ashes will be dumped in that river.”

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  13. Good luck Kim (assuming you’re looking for a rental house for you).

    I didn’t leave work until 9 p.m. last night, had to put together an advance story/package for the tall ships festival coming next week. The event begins Wednesday & then goes on for 5 days. So there were just a bazillion moving parts and events to try to nail down and present in a way that would be relatively easy — in other words, not too convoluted or overly detailed — for readers.

    Today I have to go pick up a bag of belongings for my friend who had surgery. She’s out of the hospital but is now in a rehab way across town & there were some things she needed from home. So I have to pick up those items from her assisted living facility where she lives and then take them to the rehab which is in a beach city to the south of me by about 20 miles. Lots of driving to and fro for me today. But it sure felt good to sleep in this morning.

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  14. Hello, all. I am still in catch up mode since I always get behind when son comes home.

    I hope Kim and hubby will find just the right home for making happiness.

    Tomorrow’s Sunday school lesson is on Solomon and how he asked God for wisdom. Using proverbs is not in the lesson, but I plan to use Proverbs as part of the activity.

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  16. And here. I am down to two children. And six year old and I just finished a puzzle of the world. She is now outside eating an apple. Thirteen year old is now doing the puzzle. Twelve year old went fishing with a couple of sixteens and some others. Fifteen, sixteen, and seventeen went to split and stack firewood for a guy who recently had a heart attack but plan to join the others on the river later. Well, one goes lifeguarding. Next week we have two birthdays and poppa comes home. All good things.

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  18. We looked at two to rent and two to buy. The one
    I liked for rent didn’t have a fence. The one it makes the most sense to buy felt oppressive and I couldn’t breathe. We have too much furniture and stuff and someone refuses to not have the lazy boy sofa with the chaise. Any way we go furniture will have to go in storage. Maybe I could just put everything in storage and rent a hotel by the week. Ex husband has agreed to take all of BG’s stuff and my china and crystal. He can keep it until she wants it.

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  21. Mumsee, is “poppa” coming home for good this time? I think you said at some point that his job had been shortened in duration, but I missed anything other than a short mention of that.

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  22. When people say they don’t want a funeral for themselves, I think it is a bit of false humility. The funeral is not for the one who died, but for those left behind to say goodbye.

    Both of my parents were cremated. Mom kept Dad’s ashes in a lovely wooden box. His name – nickname, actually – was Jack, so for a while, he was a Jack-in-the-Box. (Yes, he would have found that funny. 🙂 )

    Their plans were that Dad’s ashes & Mom’s ashes would one day be mixed together, & sprinkled into the water somewhere.

    Now, I’ve mentioned in the past about how my brother seems to have cut me out of his life, having no desire for me or my family to be in his life. He lives only a few miles away from us, in the same small town, but I haven’t seen him in almost three years.

    Anyway…A bit after Mom died in 2010, Brother & SIL mixed Mom’s & Dad’s ashes together & took a boat ride to sprinkle their ashes. They told me after the fact. 😦 That should have been my first clue about Brother’s feelings about me.

    I don’t think about our estrangement much, but it hits me every now & again, & it hurts. I pray for him & his family every day.

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  23. Cheryl, I had hoped I could make it without him making another trip. He should be done in September, but I was afraid I was going to crack up, so he is coming home for a week. Most of the children are really easy nice people, but I have a couple who are tough and they were wearing me out. The two have to be kept from playing with the littlest two at all times and one of the two has to be kept in very close supervision at all times, including an alarm on his bedroom at night. It is not possible to get a babysitter for him so there is no break ever. That and the pain problem he has are bringing him home a year early. He still plans to send me to the monastery for a few days of recuperation.

    Where is KBells these days?

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  26. 😯 Chas has just turned 84!
    What’s he going to do?
    sameol’ Teach about Daniel in the lions den. Then go out to Kelsey’s for prime rib if he feels like it.
    Chuck will call this afternoon.
    Then I will start working on 85.
    You never know. Things happen to old people.
    But Elsa turned 100 last December.

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  27. Oh, Happy, Happy Day Chas. You are beginning the adventure of your 85th year.
    Celebrate and enjoy! I’m sure someone on here will make you a cake!
    May the Lord bless and keep you as you continue to serve Him.
    and keep us laughing and in line. 🙂

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  29. Good morning, Chas & Jo. And, Happy Birthday, Chas! My Dad turned 81 July third. He’s still going strong.

    L. is going on a mandatory freshmen retreat this morning until tomorrow around 3:30. I have to drop off her and a friend at the high school at ten, so I’ll miss church today.

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  31. Donna, my husband forwarded me that last night. They don’t have plans for any more Lassie movies or shows, though, just using Lassie for marketing. I could have told them Lassie is still extremely well know, though, simply because of the number of people who call Misten “Lassie.” Black people especially–about 50% of the black people who see her yell “Lassie!” But I’ve had strangers roll down car windows to yell “Lassie!” and many people say it face to face. Not many white people, proportionately (maybe 10%?) but a very high percentage of black people.

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  32. Happy birthday, Chas! You are very dear to us, very valuable around here. Your prayers, your counsel, your gentle encouragement, your stories about your grandkids, all of it. We love you. I love you.

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  34. Cheryl: I could’ve gotten up early and attended 8 church, but I didn’t. The kids will have a service at the retreat this evening. It is, after all, a Missouri Synod Lutheran high school. So, I don’t blame them for my missing church–it’s my own fault.

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  37. Thankye, thankye everyone. It has been nice so far. I got e-mails from long time correspondents, people I knew years ago. I was headed to Kelsey’s for prime rib after church, but missed my turn, so I drove on to Appleby’s for a 7 oz steak.
    The lesson on Daniel in the lion’s den went well.
    I have the 7th chapter next week. That will be a challenge.

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  38. It was a nice surprise, BTW when logged on to see a “Happy Birthday” in the heading.
    Maybe I’ll have another one in about a year. But I don’t anticipate that far ahead anymore.
    😉

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  39. H P Y B R H A , CHAS
    A P I T D Y Just so it would not be the sameol, sameol! Scrambled wishes! But the best wishes, always, this year, next year and for all eternity (or for as long as birthday celebrations last for believers. Personally, angel food cake sounds good!) 🙂

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  42. Happiest of Birthdays Burt Lancast…..errrr…..Chas ❤ How blessed are we to celebrate our Lord's most delightful creation of YOU on this glorious day!! 1930 was indeed a very good year….you are six months younger than my Mom!! 🙂

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  43. Let’s see . . . Chas, you’re 13 years younger than my dad, which would make you 5 years younger than my mom. And you’re exactly 40 years older than my baby brother.

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  45. A friend posted a class picture from our shared 5th grade year on FB so we’ve been having fun trying to remember names, where they are now, who’s that?, What ever happened to …?, etc.

    A couple people have reconnected already.

    We had a child actor in our class that year who later (in 7th grade math class) asked if I wanted to go steady with him. I didn’t understand what he said.

    “Study with you?” I said.

    “No, STEADY.”

    Oh.

    “I guess so,” I said.

    So he gave me his all-white St. Christopher medal on a chain & an autographed studio publicity photo of himself.

    My parents, of course, were aghast (my mom actually was in Iowa handling my grandfather’s estate at the time and my dad was absolutely clueless as to how to handle it when I asked if I could go steady with this kid since I already said yes and everything). 🙂

    And when I ran into him a few years later at the local drug store (we were both freshmen in high school by then, but I think he was going to a private school), he completely snubbed me. Oh well.

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  51. I like your new gravatar pic, Kare. I’d “Like” it with the new Like function, but I’m not registered at WordPress (I don’t think), and I’m afraid if I try, my computer might blow up or something. 😉

    Thanks also for your call to prayer on my behalf the day after my last prayer request last week. And thank you to all who prayed. It was a rough start to the week last week — a lot of headaches, for some reason, and tension of other sorts on top of them — but the latter part of the week has gone beautifully. Lots of good things happening the last few days, which I may tell you about sometime when I have more time.

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  52. Child actor had to write the “go steady” in a note eventually, this happened during class he was whispering across the table. Weird. I didn’t know what to make of it.

    But t guess it would have been more embarrassing if he was asking me if I wanted to “go study” and I thought he was asking me to go steady. 😉

    I think we were only 12 years old at the time.

    Such an awkward, stupid age. 🙄

    And clumsy, too. I later accidentally dropped his St. Christopher medal down our bathroom sink at home. Oy.

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  59. cheryl, maybe somewhere in the garage, my mom had kept a lot of my school stuff in her garage after I moved out. But she got the last laugh when I wound up with it all again, of course. 🙂

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  60. Donna – In our house, we have stuff in the basement & attic from my MIL’s house, some from my mom & dad, & some of our own old stuff. We do intend to go through it all, slowly, as time permits.

    Emily jokes that she’s going to get rid of it all, so she doesn’t end up saddled with all of it. 🙂

    (At least, I think she’s joking. 😉 )

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  61. After my folks had to go through and sort and get rid of my aunts’ stuff, they realized that they needed to go through their stuff so we wouldn’t be stuck with it all in the end. I’m glad they did that. They offered stuff to us and if no one wanted it, it went to the MCC store. We won’t have a large job when they pass on.

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