My Time at the Inn

Seven years ago today, Mama entered the presence of the Lord. There she knows no pain, sorrowing, suffering, or tears...just joy. I miss her more than I can say. I miss her laughter. She had a cute, quiet laugh, and her shoulders shook when she laughed. She had a funny sense of humor. I remember one time she came into the house and picked up two squash and held them like a pistol, and said, "Put your hands up." Her laughter and humor became even funnier because she had a serious exterior. But she had a difficult life. Some of her trials included: 1.  Finding her baby brother dead had to be a difficult trial. 2.She lost a friend in high school from a tragic murder, and testifed at the  trial. 3. Her father had been night policeman on the Hill in her small hometown, and he had arrested a man and woman, sort of a Bonnie and Clyde type couple. Because the jail small and not wanting a man and a woman in the same cell, he brought the woman home to keep her there until t...

I wonder if today marks the beginning of a new grassroots uprising over the the current state of our government?  I wanted to be a part of the Tea Party protest rally, but couldn't make it.  I heard much of it on the radio and streaming on the internet.  I think it could have long lasting effects. People are tired of the government spending more and more of our hard-earned dollars, but also, I think the bigger fear is that of redistributing wealth.  People who work hard for a living, don't want their money redistributed to those who fail to work or refuse to work.  I think many of them are taking a good look at the consititution and don't want our country to become socialist. What I found interesting is that it wasn't a Republican issue.  There were Democrats and Independents protesting as well.  Is a revolution coming?  I wonder. Now, I must rely on the Lord and His promises to me. If a revolution does come, as some predict, then trouble looms on the horizon.  I hope I...

Yesterday, John, one of my four brothers, read my post and sent me an eamil asking me a very good, important question.  He wondered why I wrote that I was a violinist and librarian instead of wife, mother and grandmother.  Good question.  Why did I do that?  I certainly have been a full time homemaker for all my married life, and only went back into education after my last child graduated from homeschool high school.  I spent the day thinking about that, and I realized I bought into the world view that being a homemaker has less value somehow.  How quickly one can slide into worldly thinking.  There is great value in "just" being a homemaker, and  a mother has lasting effects on her children.  So, I changed my "occupation" on my bio.  I may change it again as I keep pondering this.   I thank God for giving us family.  My brother was there for me to ask probing questions, to give love freely, and just be there.  He sees me in a way that I cannot see myself, and that ...

Today has been an interesting day.  I had my violin lesson, and learned about myself in the process.  The Lord uses all manner of things in our lives to "fine tune" us to His will.  I want everything to be perfect, but of course that cannot be since none of us are perfect, as our Lord so aptly states in Romans, "All have sinned and come short of the glory of God," and " There is none that doeth good, no not one."  My teacher pushed me to move faster and not worry about how perfect it was.  She wanted me to move forward regardless of mistakes, and then eventually, one day, I'll achieve both speed and accuracy. I have thought about and a quote from Henry James comes to mind, ""When you make a mistake, don't look back at it long. Take the reason of the thing into your mind and then look forward. Mistakes are lessons of wisdom."  Hum...Mistakes are lessons of wisdom?  I suppose that is true, if we learn from them.  This is true of all o...