Before I left North Carolina, a lady-friend gave me two small books. I want to share one thought from Silver Linings, Uplifting Thoughts.
There are places I have been
where memories abound,
of folks I met along the way
and happiness I found.
Now I set my sights upon
new visions to fulfill,
and know that what I find there
will be even grander still.
One more: Silver Linings, Life’s Journey
all are but different spokes
upon the wheel of life.
Each turn of the wheel
reminds us of where we came from,
of who we are today,
and of what we hope to become.
I’m a “fizzle”; too pooped to pop!! (Can’t develop a newsy blog with lots of pictures!!) I was in the kitchen at 6:30 this morning and on-the-run until one this afternoon. Today we served a BIG breakfast to residents of CARE–and residents in the Escapee RV Resort. As a fund-raiser (every Friday): Sausage, bacon, eggs (any way you want them), hash browns, grits, biscuits & gravy, coffee, juice, etc., for $4. We served over fifty people. Then wash dishes, lunch preparations (fried fish, black-eye peas, squash, cornbread, banana bread, peaches), serving…, clean up, etc.
The picture is an exaggeration but a fair representation of me wearing a bandanna (because hair net or ball cap is required) and an apron. Rubber gloves are a “must.” ~~ I usually wear a long skirt; residents often refer to me as “the lady in the dress.”
A day off but I have been exceptionally busy “doing” things in and around the T@B. To illustrate my activities, I took a lot of pictures. ~~ However, before 2 o’clock, I had to abandon the cleaning projects and head for the CARE Center because my little trailer was an oven. Frankly, it was extremely hot sitting in my chair taking “a break.” No, I didn’t sit there and bake in 104 degree temperature!! I didn’t drink my coffee nor finish my apple before I had a visitor. She and I moved under the shade tree and had a delightful conversation.
Eight days ago I bought sphagnum peat moss for Nature’s Head. Later I learned that bog peat moss is preferred. This being my day off, I could take time to change…. The salesman graciously sent enough bog peat moss for two applications (sparing me the angst of where to store an entire bale).
Before I left JAARS, I commented that I was going into “the unknown .” A co-laborer, and near neighbor, started reciting from memory a poem she wrote. I have her permission to share it with you.
The In Between
I’ve never been this way before
Looking back at the distant shore
Many people I’ve met and places I’ve seen
But now I’m just somewhere in between
What lies behind and what lies ahead
It’s not really clear what will be instead
Of the things I’ve known and the people I’ve met
But I know God is not through with me yet
Nevertheless I must face today
With each step I take, God will show the way
Clinging to His unseen hand
Groping in darkness, I don’t understand
All that is happening and causing me grief
In light of eternity this period is brief
But for now it’s painful – this stage in between
What lies ahead and what’s already been seen
Heavenly Father, I want to trust you more
To fully know what you have in store
For your fearful and trembling child
Who’s prone to wander with thoughts running wild
Hold me steady, let me cry as I may
Read my journal for that’s how I pray
During this period of in between
What lies ahead and what’s already been seen
May the decisions I make be good and wise
Pleasing to you as you help me rise
To new heights that I’ve not yet seen
That will take me from the in between
When one day I’ll look back and say
Why so fearful, God knew the way?
And was leading me all the while
To a new chapter where I would once again smile
And I’ll look back to all that’s been seen
Including this period of the in between
Where I experienced your presence so close and dear
As you personally wiped each falling tear
And reminded me we’re all in between
Not fully imagining what is yet to be seen
When we see you in glory face to face
But until then, may I run the race
A race set before me though long it may be
Will be worth it all when your face I see
And there will be no more in between
For all that you are will be gloriously seen
Written by Gail Boemker
February 24, 2011
Someone you know has moved to Livingston, Texas to pursue a new lifestyle. On August 14, 2013 I wrote “If life gives you lemons, make lemonade.” Perhaps it is too soon to make an accurate evaluation BUT life seems quite pleasant right now. The odor of extremely carcinogenic moth balls in the adjoining front and back yard forced me to tackle downsizing, packing and this move. I was so sick with headaches and nausea!! I was so-o-o-o sick and nobody seemed to care!!!! While “downsizing,” and depressed, and extremely tired, I prayed that I would find the CARE Center lived up to its name. Without exaggeration, these people “care”!!
Nobody goes hungry around here!! This morning all-you-can-eat pancakes; lasagna, cooked vegetable , salad and dessert for lunch (I didn’t take dessert). Personally, I wish there were more veggies and salads but I’m told there’s a certain routine “they” must follow–so lots of meat. For supper: “Frito Pie” is on the menu. ~~ There are several salaried “cooks” that supervise and/or prepare the meals. “Volunteers” do much of the preparation, serving, clean-up and wash dishes. There are outdoor tasks for the husbands in the “husband and wife” volunteers (and most rigs arrive with a couple). Right now there is the unusual situation where eight single women are volunteering during October.
(Dear Reader: I’m having fun using rhyming words for the title of blogs. Did you notice?? What else rhymes with whew, phew, askew and menu??)