Wordless Wednesday: How it Looks to be Blessed – Our Easter Sunday

On April 27, 2011, by Glenda Embree- BusyAtHome
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This is my first Wordless Wednesday post.   I get the concept, but seriously; did you really think I would be totally wordless? -  lol-   Maybe I’ll start calling it Mostly Wordless Wedneday. I love these people and the only ones missing from this day were our daughter and son-in-law, who were just married […]

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This is my first Wordless Wednesday post.   I get the concept, but seriously; did you really think I would be totally wordless? -  lol-   Maybe I’ll start calling it Mostly Wordless Wedneday.

I love these people and the only ones missing from this day were our daughter and son-in-law, who were just married and now live in a distant land called California.  :)  I’m putting in a picture of them, anyway.  I also realized that our son-in-law, Jason, cleverly maneuvered himself to not be included in any pictures on Sunday.  He’s sly like that.  :)  So, I am also including a snapshot of the portrait the kids gave me for my birthday, last August.  Jason is in it.

Lacy and Eric, our distant kinfolk!

Our oldest daughter, Tia and our son, Michael. We celebrated his birthday, too. Note that height has nothing to do with age, as he towers over nearly all of us. :)

Our two granddaughters with their new Barbies!

David and our youngest daughter. She'll always pose for a picture, he just wants some lunch! :)

Our grandson. Is it dinner, yet?

There was one moment of dissension about the appropriate sprinkling process for paprika on the deviled eggs. It all worked out. :)

...and I want a "doubled egg", please. :)

Enjoying her "doubled egg".

Posing with Aunt Jenna after enjoying her "doubled egg".

Posing with Aunt Jenna.

More posing with Aunt Jenna. Can you guess who managed my camera all day? :)

Michael and Jenna.

Michael making his baby sister look very short. :)

Me and our resident photographer. :)

Last August, the kids had this portrait done for my birthday. Jason is in this one! :)

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Hooray! Huzzah! I Love my Kitchen Sink!

On December 30, 2010, by Glenda Embree- BusyAtHome
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Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house, all the sinks and tubs drained properly — EXCEPT in the kitchen.  Mmmhhhmmm…on Christmas Eve my kitchen sink seized up and dug in it’s heels like a two-year-old who hasn’t figured out, yet, he can’t win.  It refused to drain.  Nothing worked to settle the […]

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Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house, all the sinks and tubs drained properly — EXCEPT in the kitchen.  Mmmhhhmmm…on Christmas Eve my kitchen sink seized up and dug in it’s heels like a two-year-old who hasn’t figured out, yet, he can’t win.  It refused to drain.  Nothing worked to settle the tantrum.  We washed it out with Drano, TWICE….nothing.  Our son-in-law braved the cold night and went to borrow a plumber’s snake from our pastor.  Nothing….nothing….nothing….no threat of force or violence could budge it.  Nothing happened…well, except dirty water whooshed back and forth between the two sinks and the dishwasher, mocking me.  Yuck!  Have you ever tried to find a plumber over a holiday?  Let’s just say, “Not so much.”

So, we had a fun Christmas Eve and a fantastic Christmas!  The kids were all home.  The grandbabies were here.   I cooked delicious food in as few dishes as possible and we used paper and plastic plates and cups.  You just never realize how much you take simple things for granted — like a kitchen sink.  Every dirty dish had to be carried downstairs to the laundry room, washed in the wonderfully deep laundry room sink and then dried and carried back up the stairs to the kitchen to be put away.  Imagine the intensity of my prayers for a plumber.  :)

Bright and early, Monday morning, I got a hold of our local plumber and was added to the list of those who had holiday plumbing snafus to be solved.  Unfortunately, only one plumber was working through the holiday season, so “It might not be possible to get there, today.”  Okay, that’s reasonable.  It’s the holidays and they’re shorthanded.  One more day of dishes in the laundry room isn’t going to kill me.  It’s like running on a Stairmaster carrying weights.  It’ll be good for me hauling everything up and down those stairs.

At 4:15 p.m. on Tuesday, I called our plumber again, “To be sure we were on the list.”  I was assured that we were and he would be in touch soon.  Wednesday, I didn’t want to sound like I was nagging them, so I forced myself not to call.  It’s just one more day of laundry room dishwashing, right?  Bright and early, Thursday morning, the much anticipated call came.  The plumber was going to be here later in the morning.  Woohoo!

Keep in mind that we live in a small town and we know our plumber.  Actually, in a small town you get to know a lot of professional people by their first name.  Even when we moved for a short time to yet another small town, (microscopic actually), we used the same local professionals from here, if we needed help.  We trust them.  We know their names.  So, imagine my delight, when about 10:45 a.m., I got the call and Len told me he was a couple blocks away and would be right over.  After 25 minutes, I started to wonder…is it appropriate to call one’s plumber to make sure they are okay or to inquire about the condition of their onboard GPS?  Just wondering.  At 11:25, poor Len called me again, from the driveway of our old house (in the microscopic small town we had lived in until last September).  Luckily, we both have fantastic senses of humor.  We laughed and then Len, headed back here to town, where he had originally been before his lovely scenic drive into the country.

Unfortunately, Len’s trusty plumber’s snake was no longer than the one we had borrowed before.  The only option left…surgery!  What a blessing to have those removable tiles in the ceiling of our finished basement.  It would be a small incision.  Len and my husband laid out a gigantic plastic painter’s tarp and brought in a 30 gallon garbage can.  Then they removed a couple of  ceiling tiles to expose the drain pipe from the kitchen sink.  Is it okay to say that I considered calling in a “code red” when I saw the reciprocating saw come out?  Not that I didn’t think they knew exactly what they were doing, but ummm…will my carpet make it?  Exactly what is the survival rate of carpet exposed to plugged and then sawed drain pipes?  –  lol

I needn’t have worried.  With small precise cuts, that could only be made by a masterful surgeon plumber, Len allowed small amounts of water to drain at a time into a 5 gallon bucket that David held over his head (my muscle man!)   They never even needed the big garbage can.  Each new cut, released a new torrent and soon the pipe was drained.  The snake was re-employed and this time could reach its goal.  The pipe cleared, Len installed a new splice connector thingy (Aren’t you blown away by my vast plumbing vocabulary?) over the cut pipe and hallelujah! — nothing leaks.  And the kitchen sink drains!

The moral of this story, ladies, is not to take the little things for granted.  Love your kitchen sink.  You’d be lost without it!  (Appreciate good plumbers and husbands, too.  They’re irreplaceable, as are son-in-laws willing to go out in the freezing night for the sake of your dishes and pastors willing to loan their tools.)  Life is good!  See the little things and know you’re blessed.  Have a marvelous New Year!  I hope it’s filled with love and laughter and perfect kitchen sinks!

Blessing Box

On November 12, 2009, by Glenda Embree- BusyAtHome
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Psalm 100 A Psalm of Thanksgiving. Make a joyful shout to the Lord, all you lands! Serve the Lord with gladness; Come before His presence with singing. Know that the Lord, He is God; It is He who has made us, and not we ourselves;  We are His people and the sheep of His pasture.  […]

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Psalm 100
A Psalm of Thanksgiving.

Make a joyful shout to the Lord, all you lands! Serve the Lord with gladness; Come before His presence with singing. Know that the Lord, He is God; It is He who has made us, and not we ourselves;  We are His people and the sheep of His pasture.  Enter into His gates with thanksgiving, And into His courts with praise.  Be thankful to Him, and bless His name.  For the Lord is good; His mercy is everlasting, And His truth endures to all generations.

We’re freshly moved and almost completely unpacked.  As I sit here this morning, it occurs to me that we don’t have a Blessing Box this year.  When our grown daughters were small we started this tradition.  Over the years, we have had times when we were so caught up in life and just getting through it, that we didn’t really stop to enjoy everything in a day that is a blessing, a gift.  There are so many, no matter what your present circumstances.  A Blessing Box is a way, even for just a moment, to take a deep breath and be thankful, to stand still in the middle of your day and say, “Thank you, Lord.  I know you’re in this and I am so blessed to  ______________ .  You fill in the blank.

Ideally, you will make this box, as a family, on Thanksgiving; and then have the whole year to get it ready for next Thanksgiving. You could hurry and whip one up for this year, but this is my personal experience when we have done that in “off” years.  People tend to try to “fill the box” and so something is lost in the heartfelt thanks of the moment.  It’s more about the box than being thankful.  My suggestion is to work together on Thanksgiving Day and make it beautiful.  Then take a year to “count your blessings”.   Next Thanksgiving, when you open that box and pour your “mountain of blessings” in the center of the table to read, you and your family will be reminded of just how much you have been blessed and cared for and as you read through what others have written, you will share and relive those awesome memories.

I don’t have pictures handy of the ones we have done in the past, so I have scanned the Internet for a few  picture ideas to share with you.  The images on this page are some great decorated box ideas from the web.  With any luck, my menopausal brain will remember to come back and post the picture of the one we do this year.  If not, then my sister or one of the kids can remind me.  lol

Here’s all you will need:

  • cardboard box (large enough to hold a year’s worth of blessings)
  • construction paper, wrapping paper, fabric, paint, markers, crayons, tape, glue
  • rhinestones, sequins, foam shapes, shells, glitter, ribbon or other decorative items
  • scissors
  • plain white paper
  • pencil or pen
  • 12 – 18 inches of string or yarn
  1. Construction is pretty simple.  You will want to wrap or paint your box and decorate it. Just remember to leave a way to open the box, later.  Wrap the lid separately so it can be lifted off, or leave the bottom unwrapped, etc.  Our kids always had very specific ideas about what should be on a Blessing Box and I bet yours will, too.  They can write verses on it.  They can make or glue pictures of things they are thankful for on it.  Or they may just want it to look like a treasure box or a jeweled box for a king.  Their minds are so creative and if you let them, they will create something very significant, telling you all along the way, why they are doing what they are doing.  This project allows for so much good conversation and those “teachable moments” where you remind them that everything we have, all that we are, and ever will be, is because of God’s love, mercy and grace.
  2. Somewhere, high on the side, or in the top carefully cut a slot that is big enough to slide slips of paper through.
  3. Use your white paper to cut small slips of paper, maybe 2″x3″, whatever works best for the little fingers in your family.
  4. Knot one end of your string around a pen or pencil and tape the other end of the string to the top of your box.  That way you are never left without something to write down the blessings.
  5. Place the box in a commonly used area of your home. Set the stack of paper slips next to it and remember to check periodically, to see if more need to be added.  (They will disappear very quickly at first.  -  lol)

As you or a family member passes the box, you will stop and consciously think of ways you have been blessed.  Jot them on a slip of the paper and tuck it inside the box until Thanksgiving.  You will have a veritable avalanche of praises when you open it up.  It’s a simple way of reminding your children (and yourself) how very blessed all of us are and to be thankful to the One who made it possible for us to enjoy that bounty.  If carefully constructed, you can use the same Blessing Box every year; or if the creating is as much a blessing for your family as the rest of the celebration, you may want to make a new box each Thanksgiving.  Either way, use this inexpensive and simple way to share some great activity with your family and reflect all year long on how truly blessed you are.

Happy Thanksgiving!

Lord,
Help me to remember to give You thanks in all things, to see your Hand in every situation.  Help me not to be so caught up in life that I miss the opportunity to see every blessing, big and small, and thank you for it.  Thank you for the love of family and the times we can celebrate together and enjoy the blessings of fellowship. Thank you for the chance to teach our children to be thankful and recognize that they are blesssed.
Amen

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