On Sunday December 29, 2004, there was a .9 earthquake in Asia that caused a Tsunami, which took the lives of 80,000+ people. At the same time, freak rains in California were causing floods and destroying large areas. Husband and I were watching the news, which was filled with accounts of this extensive devastation. Seeking relief from the onslaught of upsetting news, we flipped the channel and caught a bit of Who Wants to Be A Millionaire: “Which word from Psalm 45 inspired a Proctor and Gamble product?” Husband turned to that psalm for our evening scripture reading, but accidentally read psalm 46 on the opposite page instead, which appropriately addressed the devastations we were hearing about with these timely words: “God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble. Therefore will not we fear, though the earth be removed, and though the mountains be carried into the midst of the sea; Though the waters thereof roar and be troubled, though the mountains shake with the swelling thereof…Be still, and know that I am God.”
Have you ever received an answer or comfort from reading the scriptures?
Day 16 of the A-Z Challenge!
In our travels while in the military, we thought we wanted to collect wood carvings. At a street fair in Innsbruck, Austria, we came across a vendor with a lovely carving of a woodcutter. Perfect! It was the only one like it on the table and in excellent English the salesman assured us it was “one-of-a-kind; hand-carved.” We bought it, happy with our find, and meandered around the square a bit, returning the way we came about ½ hour later. There, we discovered another one-of-a-kind woodcarving exactly like the unique specimen we’d just bought, at the same booth. On closer inspection we could see that not only was it mass-produced, but it wasn’t even made of wood…Caveat emptor!
Have you ever experienced “buyer’s remorse”?
Day 15 of the A-Z Challenge!
My Honey and I had never called 9-1-1 before, until one day, when we both had occasion to call, independent of one another.
I was working at the Southworth Library when a patron rushed up to the desk reporting that a man was threatening a woman at the nearby bus stop. I called 911, not wanting to take any chances (I had heard about the incident described in the Tipping Point by Malcolm Gladwell, which he called the “bystander effect,” [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bystander_effect] where everyone watched a woman being attacked in New York’s Central Park and no one called for help, assuming “someone else” would do it.
At the same moment, unbeknownst to me, my Honey was on his way home from work and came upon the scene of a motorcycle accident–the motorcyclist had hit a deer. He aided the cyclist and called 911.
Have you ever had to call 911?
To the Rescue
Day 14 of the A-Z Challenge!
I once had a cat
Cookie was her name
When I called to her
She rarely came…
One day I called
And that was that–
I no longer
had a cat.
A few months went by,
Still filled with grief
Mom came to me–
the news brought relief
Seems a lost kitty
wandered into the grounds
at the New York World’s Fair;
Cookie was found!
adopted by workers
and now called “Mica”
She was happy and safe
Everyone liked her.
I was comforted to know
She was still alive
Though now looking back
It doesn’t quite jive
That my Cookie could travel
All that way
I now think Mom was
being kind that day.
Whatever the truth
It helped me then;
I’ll have to ask Mom…
when I see her again.
I was 8 years old when the 1964 World’s Fair opened. I remember the news photo Mom showed me of the black and white cat that did bear a resemblance to Cookie, with the iconic fair structures in the background. A recent search failed to turn up the same article but I did find this follow-up article from the Danville Bee, Thursday, May 14, 1964, Danville, Virginia, which corroborates the story.
Have you ever lost a cherished pet?
What is your pet trauma story?
Day 13 of the A-Z Challenge!
Posted in A-Z Challenge, Creative Writing, Family, Good Old Days, memories, Synchronicity
Tagged cats, family, lost things, memories, New York World's Fair 1943, Pets
I had a dream–actually a nightmare– that was really bad. It was a lucid dream, but I don’t remember anything about it except this: it was so dark and evil that in the dream, even though I knew it was a dream, I wanted it to end to escape from it. I prayed to be released from it, to be able to wake up, but instead the answer came that I should command the dream to stop. So in the dream I commanded it, in the name of Jesus Christ, to end and to not torment me. I didn’t wake up, but the dream immediately switched to something innocuous and when I did wake up, I did not remember anything about the nightmare or have any lingering dread, which often happens with nightmares. I only remembered that I was told to send it away and it went.
Have you ever had a lucid dream?
“The Scream” by Edvard Munch, accessed via Wikipedia.com
Day 12 of the A-Z Challenge!
Saturday before Christmas, I’m in line at the post office. Forty minutes later, as I walk out the door, my daughter calls me: “Are you still in line? Can I drop off a package for you to mail for me?”
I get back in line…
How do you serve those you love?
Service-“A little child shall lead them”
Day 11 of the A-Z Challenge!
I had been worrying about my youngest daughter living away from home and making some unwise dating choices. I’d been praying for her, but hadn’t received any real comfort from any of my prayers. Then in church one Sunday the woman giving the inspirational thought from the scriptures chose the Christmas Story from Luke (this was in July) and prefaced it with these words: “So, there were these shepherds, and they were watching over their lambs, just like mothers…And they were worried about them getting hurt or lost or threatened by wolves, just like mothers. When suddenly, angels appeared and at first they were afraid for their lambs, just like mothers. But the angel said, “Fear not!”
I had never heard this familiar story interpreted that way before, and I knew instantly that this was my answer: that I shouldn’t fear for her–she was in God’s capable hands; everything would be okay. I sent the woman a note thanking her for being in tune with the Spirit to be the answer to my prayers that day, and she said, “That was the wildest moment! Words and thoughts not my own came out of me! I had never looked at it that way before either!”
How have you received answers to prayers?
The Announcement of Christ’s Birth to the Shepherds, by Del Parson
Day 10 of the A-Z Challenge!
Posted in A-Z Challenge, Family, Favorites, Life Lessons, memories, Spirituality, Synchronicity
Tagged answers to prayer, children, Christmas, Fear, prayer, shepherds
When I was in elementary school I had a detective agency with my best friend, Sara. We roamed around our small town solving “crimes” and basically sticking our noses into other people’s business. I lost track of Sara when we went on to different middle schools but over the years I have thought about my bff detective partner and tried to locate her, but not knowing her married name, or even if she had married, I was at a disadvantage. A few months ago I tried again to find her and this time I got lucky, discovering her married name and town from her mother’s obituary. I made contact and a short time later we met up and got caught up on the 45 years that had passed since those idyllic days of youth. I guess I actually have become a detective after all!
Have you ever re-connected with a long-lost friend?
Day 9 of the A-Z Challenge!
When I was about 12 years old my family moved to a neighboring town from where I had grown up. In the house-hunting phase, I still remember with clarity one of the houses we didn’t buy. It was at the top of a hill, surrounded by fields and had huge windows in the living room to take full advantage of the view. But the feature that stands out the most in my memory was a spiral staircase that went from the living room to the upstairs bedrooms. Oh, how fun it would be to live in such a house and use such a staircase every day! But, alas, our offer was not accepted and we ended up someplace else, where I was able to own a horse and have an idyllic childhood of a different nature, and what might have been probably could never compare to what did.
What does your “dream house” look like?
Day 8 of the A-Z Challenge!
Faced with an urgent need for Costco’s “facilities,” I rush off with no plan to link up with Honey. I worry: store full of people…seldom hears his phone… then I pass big-screen TVs tuned to NFL playoffs. I smile, knowing where he’ll be….
Ever been vindicated by good guesswork?
[PS. This is my attempt to write a post of 50 words or less. Not counting this postscript, I got it to 49–no easy feat!]
Day 7 of the A-Z Challenge!