Slow morning on the blog. I hope it means everyone is enjoying the day. I roasted a turkey breast so the aroma is very inviting to have a bite before I go to the funeral. I prefer to roast them later and have it fresh for Art’s dinner. But some days require rearrangement of schedules.
Now I’m scared to post anything, lest it get repeated 20 times.
Somewhere in the past I turned on a feature that sends me an email whenever someone likes one of my posts. Thanks to Kizzie, I got a lot of email yesterday. 🙂
That was the shortest funeral I think I have ever attended. It was very sweet. There were only two songs. I am used to at least three.
I got to see a lot of friends from my former church at visitation. That part was special to me with a lot of hugs and love. I miss those folks. I have yet to make friends on that level where I am now.
Good Saturday! It is another beautiful autumnal day!
Survived the HOA meeting and there was no bloodshed…lots of tall lies being told but it’s over. The current board decided to have three of their supporters count the votes…par for the course. We shall see if we end up with a Biden win. They won’t post it on the bulletin board for three days because they can…when I was on the Board we signed our initials on the tally and posted it right after the meeting.
Tomorrow we go to church then we are having a young man from our former church over for lunch. Husband sensed we should contact him as we hadn’t seen him in three years…the Lord knows….
Kevin – I get those emails, too, and as I was “liking” all those posts, I wondered if you also did. 🙂
Janice – It’s hard to leave a church where we have such close connections. It takes a while to feel the same about the folks in a new church.
Hubby and I left a church we had been very involved in for 20 years. We did not have any negative feelings about the church, but had moved to a different town a few years earlier, and were feeling led to switch to the local church of the same denomination. Eventually, we developed those closer ties here, but it does take time.
NJ – Relieved to hear that there was no bloodshed. 🙂
My problem is now that I have the vision impairment, I am unable to engage in ways I made friends at the former church. I am limited in ways to serve so I am always like a bystander looking in. I don’t at this time see any solution, but God makes all things possible in His timing and ways.
It was surprising to see how much some people had aged in only five years.
We should find a new church, but it is difficult and more so the older one gets.
We spent several hours at a bear center. We saw a couple of the black bears that live there. Another one is already in hibernation. We could have spent even more time there. There was so much information. Many other animals were in displays. Our granddaughters did a scavenger hunt to find certain information. They enjoyed it far more than I thought they would. You just never know. Tomorrow it will close for the season.
We also visited a waterfall, which is found by walking a windy, rocky, root-filled path. They enjoyed that, too. It was a great day.
Janice – I’m not sure how long it took because it was gradual. But I am thankful that well by the time Hubby died, I had made some good friends and felt very comfortable in the church.
Try not to put pressure on yourself. Something I read long ago said that as believers, it is okay to “be” and not “do.” Our worth is in who we are and belong to, not in what we do. Not to say that what we may do is meaningless or doesn’t count, but that our value is not in that. What we do or don’t do springs from how God leads us and who we are in Him.
another memorial service today with me in charge of the reception. Please pray for strength
last Thursday I went to a memorial for a seven month old foster boy. Most moving service I have ever been to. I took some things for his siblings as God led
Jo, those funerals for the young are very moving. I went to one for a three-year-old in a black church. Certainly the most emotional service I have ever attended. I worked in an office with the grandmother and her young teen daughter had given birth to this child that died so the mom was still a teen. All so heartbreaking. The young one died from asthma.
Kizzie, thank you for those good thoughts. There are so many things I like about the church we now attend as far as all the outreach to the community, the programs I desire to support. Part of the situation is that although by Google maps we are only nine minutes from the church, we live inside I-285, the big circle around Atlanta. The majority of the church members at this church live outside I-285, and are more spread out. The friends at my former church all live near where I live. It seems that would not make such a difference, but it may be a big factor.
What we do or don’t do springs from how God leads us and who we are in Him. Kizzie I love what you had written! This takes the self imposed pressure on ourselves off of our shoulders as it should be. For most of my life I tended to be a people pleaser which burned me out in my later years. And when I learned to set boundaries and use the word no I found some took great displeasure with me. And I suddenly didn’t care! When someone asks me to do something now I tell them I will ponder it and if I sense it will bring me frustration I decline. I have been guilted and even shamed by women in the church for saying no…so be it…it is well with my soul….
Jo my heart ached upon reading the service for a wee foster child. God bless you for showing up and blessing the siblings as the Lord led…seeds planted for eternity…
The church we now attend is a gathering of mostly senior citizens. Our pastor is in his mid thirties and the Lord is indeed using this faithful you man for His glory. I don’t mingle much and have tried to no avail. There is a dear 92 year old saint and I get to hug her every Sunday…how I love her. If it were not for my husband wanting to be at this church I would probably have kept looking…but Miss Bea has been a sweet blessing in my life.
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Good Saturday morning! I hope everyone has a really good day. I will be attending a funeral later today. A good friend’s mother died.
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Slow morning on the blog. I hope it means everyone is enjoying the day. I roasted a turkey breast so the aroma is very inviting to have a bite before I go to the funeral. I prefer to roast them later and have it fresh for Art’s dinner. But some days require rearrangement of schedules.
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Now I’m scared to post anything, lest it get repeated 20 times.
Somewhere in the past I turned on a feature that sends me an email whenever someone likes one of my posts. Thanks to Kizzie, I got a lot of email yesterday. 🙂
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That was the shortest funeral I think I have ever attended. It was very sweet. There were only two songs. I am used to at least three.
I got to see a lot of friends from my former church at visitation. That part was special to me with a lot of hugs and love. I miss those folks. I have yet to make friends on that level where I am now.
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Good Saturday! It is another beautiful autumnal day!
Survived the HOA meeting and there was no bloodshed…lots of tall lies being told but it’s over. The current board decided to have three of their supporters count the votes…par for the course. We shall see if we end up with a Biden win. They won’t post it on the bulletin board for three days because they can…when I was on the Board we signed our initials on the tally and posted it right after the meeting.
Tomorrow we go to church then we are having a young man from our former church over for lunch. Husband sensed we should contact him as we hadn’t seen him in three years…the Lord knows….
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Kevin – I get those emails, too, and as I was “liking” all those posts, I wondered if you also did. 🙂
Janice – It’s hard to leave a church where we have such close connections. It takes a while to feel the same about the folks in a new church.
Hubby and I left a church we had been very involved in for 20 years. We did not have any negative feelings about the church, but had moved to a different town a few years earlier, and were feeling led to switch to the local church of the same denomination. Eventually, we developed those closer ties here, but it does take time.
NJ – Relieved to hear that there was no bloodshed. 🙂
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How long did it take, Kizzie?
My problem is now that I have the vision impairment, I am unable to engage in ways I made friends at the former church. I am limited in ways to serve so I am always like a bystander looking in. I don’t at this time see any solution, but God makes all things possible in His timing and ways.
It was surprising to see how much some people had aged in only five years.
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We should find a new church, but it is difficult and more so the older one gets.
We spent several hours at a bear center. We saw a couple of the black bears that live there. Another one is already in hibernation. We could have spent even more time there. There was so much information. Many other animals were in displays. Our granddaughters did a scavenger hunt to find certain information. They enjoyed it far more than I thought they would. You just never know. Tomorrow it will close for the season.
We also visited a waterfall, which is found by walking a windy, rocky, root-filled path. They enjoyed that, too. It was a great day.
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Janice – I’m not sure how long it took because it was gradual. But I am thankful that well by the time Hubby died, I had made some good friends and felt very comfortable in the church.
Try not to put pressure on yourself. Something I read long ago said that as believers, it is okay to “be” and not “do.” Our worth is in who we are and belong to, not in what we do. Not to say that what we may do is meaningless or doesn’t count, but that our value is not in that. What we do or don’t do springs from how God leads us and who we are in Him.
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another memorial service today with me in charge of the reception. Please pray for strength
last Thursday I went to a memorial for a seven month old foster boy. Most moving service I have ever been to. I took some things for his siblings as God led
jo
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Jo, those funerals for the young are very moving. I went to one for a three-year-old in a black church. Certainly the most emotional service I have ever attended. I worked in an office with the grandmother and her young teen daughter had given birth to this child that died so the mom was still a teen. All so heartbreaking. The young one died from asthma.
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Kizzie, thank you for those good thoughts. There are so many things I like about the church we now attend as far as all the outreach to the community, the programs I desire to support. Part of the situation is that although by Google maps we are only nine minutes from the church, we live inside I-285, the big circle around Atlanta. The majority of the church members at this church live outside I-285, and are more spread out. The friends at my former church all live near where I live. It seems that would not make such a difference, but it may be a big factor.
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What we do or don’t do springs from how God leads us and who we are in Him. Kizzie I love what you had written! This takes the self imposed pressure on ourselves off of our shoulders as it should be. For most of my life I tended to be a people pleaser which burned me out in my later years. And when I learned to set boundaries and use the word no I found some took great displeasure with me. And I suddenly didn’t care! When someone asks me to do something now I tell them I will ponder it and if I sense it will bring me frustration I decline. I have been guilted and even shamed by women in the church for saying no…so be it…it is well with my soul….
Jo my heart ached upon reading the service for a wee foster child. God bless you for showing up and blessing the siblings as the Lord led…seeds planted for eternity…
The church we now attend is a gathering of mostly senior citizens. Our pastor is in his mid thirties and the Lord is indeed using this faithful you man for His glory. I don’t mingle much and have tried to no avail. There is a dear 92 year old saint and I get to hug her every Sunday…how I love her. If it were not for my husband wanting to be at this church I would probably have kept looking…but Miss Bea has been a sweet blessing in my life.
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