Friday, November 18, 2016

Potpourri

This is going to be a disjointed bit of hodge podge because that's all that is forthcoming from my brain these days. I thought it sounded more delicate to call it Potpourri......

I went shopping by myself yesterday and decided that maybe I could be a Shopper one of these days, when my children are all grown. I'm not one, see. I shop but I rarely Shop, if you know what I mean. I go to town, and go to two stores, and get the things on my list. Shoppers go to fifteen stores and get all the things on their list at discount prices, plus a lot of other things not on their list that I would never even think of looking for.

On second thought, I doubt I could ever be a Shopper. But it was fun to go to town by myself.

Sometimes I do get in a mood and I buy things like this --


Or this --


That I don't even know what I am going to do with. It's fun to shock my husband now and then. He's been known to require me to buy things on shopping trips.

I don't know why this thing grabbed my fancy but it did and here's where it sits at the moment.



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Sometimes I come to the realization that I need people. I have this notion that I can do life very well alone, just me and my people under our little roof. But even loners get lonely and sometimes we have to force ourselves out of our holes and have someone over or go do that thing that takes us out of our comfort zone. We end up being better people for it, until we forget. Again.

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Several weeks ago our church had communion. I was laying in bed the night before, trying to figure out what I was going to say the next morning when I needed to give my testimony. Often a certain verse immediately comes to mind or an experience or something but I felt completely blank. Just empty. As I lay there thinking, God seemed to say to me, "That's how I want you. I want you to need me."

He's been impressing that on me a lot lately. I would rather be a spring of life where the water continually bubbles up joyously or a river, that never runs dry. God seems to want me to be a water hose and I need Him to, minute by minute, supply the water running through me.

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Can someone give me a recipe for keeping children from growing up?


This child here is just too cute and I cannot imagine life without him and his delightful imagination that makes me laugh or his cuddly, snuggly, kissy-ness.


But, oh yeah, it was fun to go shopping by myself.........

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I have another question for you, and this one is serious. Can you live by both the letter of the law and the spirit of the law? Or do you have to live by one or the other?

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Recently I started a little "Five Minute Friday" page on Facebook. Every Thursday night I post a prompt and on Friday we set our timers and write on that prompt for five minutes, then share it with the group and share encouragement with each other. If you're on Facebook and would like to join us, we'd love to have you! Last week we wrote on "The Color Green". I'll wrap up this rambling ...er... potpourri with the little story I wrote about my Very Green Dress -----

Once upon a time, almost 17 years ago to be exact, I was a young girl getting ready to go to VA for a year of voluntary service at a home for handicapped children. I needed new clothes, so I went fabric shopping and one of the pieces I chose was a corduroy-like, Very Green piece. I made the dress and wore it happily...and quite often. Especially, I guess, on the occasions that my boyfriend came to visit me in VA. I rather liked the dress and it was new, so I happily showed up in Very Green.

Well, much later I found out that my boyfriend really did not like that Very Green dress!! Any green material, in our fifteen years of marriage, has to have the Very Green dress brought back up and talked about and made to sound worse and worse as the years go by! And so goes the story of the Very Green dress that came to mind when I thought of the color green...

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A happy weekend to you all. May all your potpourri smell sweet.

4 comments:

  1. I'm not a shopper either, so I get it, but occasionally I do enjoy shopping. The recipe for keeping children from growing up? When I think those thoughts I'm quick to remember that is not actually what I want, that for them to leave behind those innocent, cute and irresistible ways means that I have been given a child that is normal and healthy. (But I know what you mean, my "baby" will soon be 8.) And for the serious question about the letter of the law and the spirit of the law, my husband is better at explaining and living those things, and he's not here right now! Good day!

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  2. Off the top of my head, I'd say that you can live by both the letter and the spirit of the law much of the time, but then situations arise in which you must choose. A few Biblical examples: Boaz marrying Ruth, and Jesus healing on the Sabbath. But I'll have to think about this question more. :)

    I've considered joining the FB group but I haven't been writing much lately (although I have plenty of material fermenting in my brain) with the busyness of the holidays setting in.

    I'm sure you looked very nice in your Green Dress! ;)

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  3. It's always nice to hear that others are thinking about questions with you :) Do join, Rosina! Five minutes is so short and low pressure and it's fun to write about something more random, rather than all the things rolling around in one's brain... And it's not a requirement to write every time! :)

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  4. The very green dress story is hilarious. Recently I mentioned the brown dress I used to wear rather often when we were dating and found out that alas my boyfriend thought it rather unfeminine. Now I wear it to the barn to help him milk his cows and it fits in much better there! We've been married 9 years by the way.

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