When the kids were in junior high we took the scenic route home from camp in Montana – via California and the Pacific Ocean. One night we stayed right on the ocean (well, in a hotel on the ocean shore) and took this picture of the kids just as the sun was going down.
A lot of blogs do Wordless Wednesdays where they post a random photo.
Since I’ve been spending a lot of time on my other blog lately I thought this would be a good opportunity to do Wordless Week – just random pictures randomly pulled from my photos.
I will, however, add a few words so you know what the picture is all about.
#1 – Our first Christmas after we were married.
This was our apartment in Xenia, Ohio where we lived while at Cedarville. (The “garden” apartment that looked out on various car tires supporting parked cars.) Notice the beautiful living chairs we were sitting on. You didn’t buy much furniture on $5.00. By the way, Ken’s hair did NOT flip in the back – I think that’s the tree. I know it’s not his hair because he was a Cedarville student and Cedarville students did not have hair long enough to flip. Cedarville students also did not have hair on their face – unless they were over the age of 30 (i.e. professors).
I have no idea what I’m opening since we literally lived on $5.00 a week so we could pay school bills which did not leave a surplus for lavish gifts.
That’s my dad’s hands in the picture. My parents had driven down from Illinois for the holidays and to see our glorious apartment.
I thought about listing the stuff I did this week, but that’s not very exciting, so I’ll sum it up like this.
I spent 12 hours in meetings.
I spent 2 hours at PinStripes, 2 hours at Giordanos and 1 hour at Red Lobster.
I spent 2 hours in the yard.
I spent 5 hours at Ryan and Melinda’s wedding.
I spent 1 hour going through files they found in the church basement. (I’m 1/6 of the way through.)
I spent 0 hours writing on this blog (though I’m doing better at keeping up on the corporate blog: http://www.apparentlyblogging.awana.org
Sometimes we hear that being busy is a bad thing and it can be, but I also think being busy can be a good thing.
I think it’s perspective. If being busy takes the time we should be spending with the Lord, our family or friends, then it is a bad thing. But if being busy keeps us focused and keeps us from being introspective and dwelling on all the tough things of life, then it is a good thing. ( I don’t mean we shouldn’t think about the tough things and talk to the Lord about them, but sometimes if we have too much time, we dwell on the negative and that’s not good.)
I don’t think the Lord is concerned so much about how busy we are, but rather how we use that time and what our attitude is about what we’re doing. Busy can be good if we’re accomplishing something good.
And whatever you do, whether in word or deed, do it all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through Him. (Colossians 3:17)
But here are some things you might not know about my dad – even though you might have known my dad.
1. When he told people he was quitting his job at the lumberyard and entering Bible school – they laughed and said he would never make it as a pastor.
2. He was athletic, but because of bad eyesight, was not able to compete.
3. When he was a little kid he won a reading contest. He attended a special award ceremony at Princeton University. He also won a little money which he spent on Bit-O-Honey. In fact, he ate so much candy, he got sick and never ate Bit-O-Honey again.
4. He did not like math and like all the rest of our family (three generations and counting) he especially did not like algebra.
5. His father (who was an alcoholic and put the dysfunctional in their family) trained horses.
6. His mother (who put the functional in their family) worked at Essex County Airport – the same airport where John Kennedy Jr. departed on the day of his crash. (But of course, she didn’t work there then.)
7. He was honored with the Pastor of the Year Award from GCSA.
8. He was Moody’s Alumnus of the year in 1979.
9. He won awards for his homing pigeons including the New Jersey Homing Pigeon Concourse Association Winner for a 150 mile route.
10. He went “through” hobbies. I especially remember the African violet era and the tropical fish era.
Oh, and he doesn’t really have fuzzy hair – the whiteness from the picture’s background kind of makes it look that way.
Last fall when I was in Montana for the Awana conference (the conference where I lost both my voice and my jacket), a lady approached me and introduced herself. Immediately I recognized her name. She writes for one of the publications I write for (and she recognized my name). As we chatted, she mentioned that she was coming to the Chicago area to tour said publication and she would also like to tour Awana. She would have her two youngest children with her. Coincidentally, her llyo has the same name as the 11yo munchkin so I thought it would be fun to have the suburban munchkin come and meet the mountain munchkin.
So that’s what we planned.
Meanwhile Awana needed a T&T clubber yesterday to do a product video which will be on the online store. So I signed the suburban munchkin up for that. She made history because this was also Zac’s first video he has taken for A. She is holding a mini-fan that has words on it.
So, then we were waiting around for the visitors to arrive and one of the members of the Awana leadership team noticed the llyo wearing her T&T jersey, complete with a year’s worth of patches – so he asked her if she would go in and show the shirt to the board members (who just happened to be meeting). Which she did.
After the tour (which was cool because Art Rorheim happened to be in the building for the board meeting, so they got to meet him) – we went to Pinstripes. However, we did not bowl or play bocce ball.
Fun day with new friends.