Thank you to all the Veterans! Happy Veterans Day to all!
I like the idea of the Murphey bed. I have an uncle who actually has two drawers with mattresses inside to be used as beds. The covers over the mattress were made from curtains that had been pieced together earlier for curtains in a cabin. That cabin was razed for the new vacation home, which was designed by my cousin. I never tried the beds, but heard they were quite comfortable. The vacation home had a lot of touches from the cabin, which had been enjoyed by all the children and grandchildren for decades.
The small, upstairs 1920s apartment I had — 2 blocks from the beach — for about five years once was a “single” unit (no bedroom); a Murphy bed once was in the living area. But a tiny bedroom was somehow built on to it, shortening the living room, and space where the bed once stood in the wall became a very large “closet,” really a little walk-in room right off the rather large bathroom (that had a clawfoot tub and built-in wood dresser).
Old wooden stairs led up to the front door. Loved that little place and all the diverse characters of all ages who lived there (18 apartments all together in a courtyard design).
My upstairs apartment had several of the old “built-ins,” including a buffet cabinet in the dining area right off the kitchen (which was tiny, only room for a little apartment-sized refrigerator).
I’d walk or bike down to the beach when I got home from work (there was a bike path across the sand). A sweet time. -dj
My first apartment, at age 18, was a small efficiency apartment. The kitchen, with a small table and two chairs, and living room were one room. One wall had the kitchen stuff and the other wall had a window, with a couch under it, and a small set of built-in shelves next to that. The table and chairs were between those two areas. The bedroom and bathroom were separate.
I remember coming home from work, on or near Christmas Eve, to find that the landlord had left a gift for me inside the door – a box of chocolates. I thought that was nice.
Hubby’s efficiency apartment had the living and bedrooms combined, with the couch being a sleeper sofa. The separate kitchen was like a small walk-in closet.
~ … How often do I as a Christian live as if God were absent? How often does the all-powerful “I” crowd out the Great I Am at the center of my thoughts and aspirations? How much of our worship, our gatherings and goings, our service and ministry is done without any real thought to the presence and power of God?
The church in a secular age faces the ever-present temptation to busy ourselves in all sorts of activity in the name of a God we rarely invoke aside from the pleasantries of our normal Christian lingo. We recite the Christian creed . . . as functional secularists.
Prayerlessness
The clearest sign we’ve succumbed to the temptation of forgetting or sidelining God is prayerlessness. The absence of prayer is what exposes and unmasks our self-sufficient spirit. The absence of prayer is what proves we see the “real world” as one of power, of politics, of work and leisure, or even of ministry—that we’ve accepted a dichotomy between the spiritual realm of churchiness and the earthly rough-and-tumble.
Meanwhile, the One who is realer than real—the God who strips away our illusions of grandeur and self-dependence—is set aside. Were we to truly see our need, our dependence on the One who has called us, we would summon his presence with quiet desperation, begging that he might allow us to taste and see his goodness, to experience the freshness of his tender touch alongside the white-hot fire of his holiness.
Sidelining God
The deadliest temptation in a secular age, for the Christian and non-Christian alike, is the sidelining of God. The more we push God to the periphery, the more we take center stage. It’s our activity that matters. Our goals and aspirations. Our strategies. Our techniques. Our purposes. Our plans. We lose eternal perspective because the Eternal One plays only a supporting role. And thus the things we think are most important in life are never shown up as the nothings they are, and the One who is everything remains hidden.
The sidelining of God, as demonstrated by the absence of fervent prayer—surely this is the great temptation of our times. ~
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Good afternoon all. A beautiful day here. About fifty with a strong cold wind blowing. The deer are out in abundance. We took a field trip to the st Gertrude’s museum in Cottonwood this morning. My dad cannot stop with his appreciation of such a nice place. We hope to return several more times.
Now my brother and daughter are working on figuring out our old manual Royal typewriter. Progress from the sound of it.
There was a really bad fire at a large apartment complex not too far from here. Thankfully no human lives were lost. Many are without a home. It began because a couple, a black man and woman, both adults, were up on the roof setting off firecrackers. They are both in jail for their actipns although I think they only intended to have fun. I feel badly for all the people. And I think that one cat died from smoke inhalation. This was right down the street from where my friend K lives on the other side of Toco Hills.
Sad, Janice. We saw a fire truck with light on going back to the town we left today and then one coming out of that town less than a minute later. Turns out there was such a big fire in the next small town on their main street that the town was running out of water! I haven’t heard anything else yet about the fire but imagine I will on the late news. Sometimes we drive through that town but didn’t today. I only heard the news because a Facebook friend, who was working midnight shift and trying to sleep, could not because of all the sirens going by his house.
Wandering Views 
Good morning from Atlanta where it is a seasonably drizzly and cool day.
In the news, a professor and doctor in my healthcare system was let go for posts on sovial media.
https://www.wsbtv.com/news/local/dekalb-county/professor-accused-anti-semitism-no-longer-employed-emory-university/IJ6GKYNUEZHSNE723P3EKECACI/
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Thank you to all the Veterans! Happy Veterans Day to all!
I like the idea of the Murphey bed. I have an uncle who actually has two drawers with mattresses inside to be used as beds. The covers over the mattress were made from curtains that had been pieced together earlier for curtains in a cabin. That cabin was razed for the new vacation home, which was designed by my cousin. I never tried the beds, but heard they were quite comfortable. The vacation home had a lot of touches from the cabin, which had been enjoyed by all the children and grandchildren for decades.
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My relatives have a Murphy bed and love, love, love it–it makes rooms so versatile, but gives you plenty of room when you don’t need it.
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The small, upstairs 1920s apartment I had — 2 blocks from the beach — for about five years once was a “single” unit (no bedroom); a Murphy bed once was in the living area. But a tiny bedroom was somehow built on to it, shortening the living room, and space where the bed once stood in the wall became a very large “closet,” really a little walk-in room right off the rather large bathroom (that had a clawfoot tub and built-in wood dresser).
Old wooden stairs led up to the front door. Loved that little place and all the diverse characters of all ages who lived there (18 apartments all together in a courtyard design).
My upstairs apartment had several of the old “built-ins,” including a buffet cabinet in the dining area right off the kitchen (which was tiny, only room for a little apartment-sized refrigerator).
I’d walk or bike down to the beach when I got home from work (there was a bike path across the sand). A sweet time. -dj
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Sounds super!
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My first apartment, at age 18, was a small efficiency apartment. The kitchen, with a small table and two chairs, and living room were one room. One wall had the kitchen stuff and the other wall had a window, with a couch under it, and a small set of built-in shelves next to that. The table and chairs were between those two areas. The bedroom and bathroom were separate.
I remember coming home from work, on or near Christmas Eve, to find that the landlord had left a gift for me inside the door – a box of chocolates. I thought that was nice.
Hubby’s efficiency apartment had the living and bedrooms combined, with the couch being a sleeper sofa. The separate kitchen was like a small walk-in closet.
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Ouch.
The Temptation We Most Often Overlook
TREVIN WAX
https://www.thegospelcoalition.org/blogs/trevin-wax/temptation-overlook/
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~ … How often do I as a Christian live as if God were absent? How often does the all-powerful “I” crowd out the Great I Am at the center of my thoughts and aspirations? How much of our worship, our gatherings and goings, our service and ministry is done without any real thought to the presence and power of God?
The church in a secular age faces the ever-present temptation to busy ourselves in all sorts of activity in the name of a God we rarely invoke aside from the pleasantries of our normal Christian lingo. We recite the Christian creed . . . as functional secularists.
Prayerlessness
The clearest sign we’ve succumbed to the temptation of forgetting or sidelining God is prayerlessness. The absence of prayer is what exposes and unmasks our self-sufficient spirit. The absence of prayer is what proves we see the “real world” as one of power, of politics, of work and leisure, or even of ministry—that we’ve accepted a dichotomy between the spiritual realm of churchiness and the earthly rough-and-tumble.
Meanwhile, the One who is realer than real—the God who strips away our illusions of grandeur and self-dependence—is set aside. Were we to truly see our need, our dependence on the One who has called us, we would summon his presence with quiet desperation, begging that he might allow us to taste and see his goodness, to experience the freshness of his tender touch alongside the white-hot fire of his holiness.
Sidelining God
The deadliest temptation in a secular age, for the Christian and non-Christian alike, is the sidelining of God. The more we push God to the periphery, the more we take center stage. It’s our activity that matters. Our goals and aspirations. Our strategies. Our techniques. Our purposes. Our plans. We lose eternal perspective because the Eternal One plays only a supporting role. And thus the things we think are most important in life are never shown up as the nothings they are, and the One who is everything remains hidden.
The sidelining of God, as demonstrated by the absence of fervent prayer—surely this is the great temptation of our times. ~
______________________
-dj
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Good Saturday! It is 50 degrees here but still feels cold as the breeze glides across the lingering snow.
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NJ, it’s 50° here, too! It feels so damp out with the drizzle. We’ve not seen any humidity for about two months.
I am making hamburger soup which seems right for a cool day. Art has half his dinner left from last night’s takeout meal.
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Good afternoon all. A beautiful day here. About fifty with a strong cold wind blowing. The deer are out in abundance. We took a field trip to the st Gertrude’s museum in Cottonwood this morning. My dad cannot stop with his appreciation of such a nice place. We hope to return several more times.
Now my brother and daughter are working on figuring out our old manual Royal typewriter. Progress from the sound of it.
mumsee
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And we got some more corn hole in.
mumsee
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We had no corn hole, but Art had creamed corn, and Miss Bosley had a taste of it with roast beef. She feels like she’s in corn heaven tonight
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Amazing revival story:
https://www.baptistpress.com/resource-library/news/lightning-strike-claims-teens-life-sparks-revival/
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A clear warmish Sunday here! Day of rest it shall be after church…
I may find myself in my stitching room creating a Christmas gift. 😊🌲
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My little Henry asked his mommy if Grammy would have a Christmas tree. She laughed and said Grammy would have lots of Christmas trees😊😀
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Well, that was me.
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And, yes, Grammy has lots of Christmas trees – all decorated for little boys to enjoy.
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There was a really bad fire at a large apartment complex not too far from here. Thankfully no human lives were lost. Many are without a home. It began because a couple, a black man and woman, both adults, were up on the roof setting off firecrackers. They are both in jail for their actipns although I think they only intended to have fun. I feel badly for all the people. And I think that one cat died from smoke inhalation. This was right down the street from where my friend K lives on the other side of Toco Hills.
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Sad, Janice. We saw a fire truck with light on going back to the town we left today and then one coming out of that town less than a minute later. Turns out there was such a big fire in the next small town on their main street that the town was running out of water! I haven’t heard anything else yet about the fire but imagine I will on the late news. Sometimes we drive through that town but didn’t today. I only heard the news because a Facebook friend, who was working midnight shift and trying to sleep, could not because of all the sirens going by his house.
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I may have to see if I have creamed corn.
Took a walk on my block and met another neighbor
Jo
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