Thursday, January 30, 2014

I Get To Go To A Concert With My Daughters!

I am so excited. The girls and I are going to a concert! I just know how it will be. It will be in this beautiful place.
I know it will be a gorgeous concert hall, because the band has such lovely harmony, pretty lyrics and acoustic guitar. I am so excited to be with my girls hearing one of our favorite groups. Awhile back I told Victoria she could not go to a concert to see one of her favorites because the venue was terrible. It was in one of those standing only bars with a scary crowd. This concert would be acceptable. I just knew it.
  Mom, I need to tell you something..." "Honestly, I want to tell you Mom," Jessica said, "But..." I think I will wait until we are driving there. Let's go..." I'm wondering what she meant, but not concerned. As Victoria drove us, I heard Jessica from the back seat say, "Mom, are you sure you are up for this?" "Are you kidding? I can't wait." "Well, Mom, there's something we have not told you. The concert will not be held in a gorgeous concert hall. It's going to be at a bar." "No, no it's at a theater," I corrected. "It's at the Hawthorn Theater. I know. I bought the tickets." "Mom," Victoria added, "Did you look at the photos online of this so called theater?" I confessed that I had not. Well, this is where I stood. Yes, I said stood for two hours with my fingers in my ears to protect my hearing. There were two bands ahead of the group we wanted to see. Finally, with a trash can on one side of me, a recycle bin on the other, and a sound board divider behind me (I found this niche where no one could touch me in the dark), I finally heard the band I came to see. Only it was so loud and distorted that I heard no harmony. It was all screeching and so loud I just knew I was loosing hearing by the second. I longed for that pretty concert hall where people wore neck ties and high heels. Every stroke of the piano key or guitar string was at the proper decibel. But no, I stood there counting the minutes before we could leave. Finally, I recognized one of my favorite songs, only no acoustic guitar could be heard. No pretty voices, just loud loud loud. It would be like you playing your favorite song, but turning up the volume so high that crackling distortion and disturbing booms are all you hear. Why do they do this at these so called concerts? Do people really enjoy this? Well, I have happy memories with my beautiful daughters anyway, in spite of what went on in that concert hall. My daughters enjoyed the "music" somehow. Plus, we got a burger and we laughed and enjoyed being with each other. That's what truly counts. I love my girls. The name of the group we saw is Eisley. One of my favorite songs by them is "Sea King." Victoria has learned to play the guitar and both girls sing harmoniously together. I also love "Brightly Wounded," and "Memories." Isn't life funny sometimes? I have made the mistake of envisioning something in my mind and building anticipation, only to find how very wrong I was. One thing for sure we can count on, and that is God's Word. No matter how grand we picture heaven, God says that,

"no eye has seen, no ear has heard, and no human mind has conceived" -- the things God has prepared for those who love him." 1 Corinthians 2:9    We will not be disappointed.

Blessings, Kathi

Saturday, January 25, 2014

Praying Mother

I regularly pray for my children. But, I forgot about this helpful book by Stormie Omartian. I like the specific prayers she uses to guide parents like me. I used to pray daily using the book. I don't know why I ever put it up on a shelf. Happily, I've taken it down and I'm using it again. Prayer gives me belief in God's power, intimacy with Him, and confidence that He is able to intervene in any situation or problem I  have. Three of my children are adults now. For as long as I live they will be covered in prayer. God has been faithful to me. I've seen His hand move powerfully to protect, guide and heal my children. He also thwarts off the enemy of their souls.
I appreciate the contents and the words Stormie uses to help me pray. I still have a young one at home. He is twelve. He needs my prayers ever so much. Recently, I've felt discouraged over small issues within our family. I feel assurance and reliance upon God through the day after spending time in prayer.

Of course I know how to pray and could pray without this book, but I find it so handy and practical that I am recommending it to you. There are topics that I had not thought of to pray over my children.

One of my children is tired quite often, lacking in energy. I began fretting this morning until I found this chapter again. I will take this child to see the doctor, but I stopped fearing immediately after praying early this morning. I will let you know how it goes. God is so good and so faithful. Joy comes from time in prayer. It's never too late to start praying for your children.

 "Teach me Your way, O Lord, that I may walk and live in Your truth; direct and unite my heart [solely, reverently] to fear and honor Your name. I will confess and praise You, O Lord my God, with my whole (united) heart; and I will glorify Your name forevermore." Psalm 86:11-12

Blessings, Kathi

Monday, January 20, 2014

A Day At The Coast

When the tide rushes out I feel the pull under my feet as it removes the sand. I feel like I'm going with it and it makes me dizzy. It's scary but thrilling and icy cold.
We visited the Oregon Coast. It was lovely and refreshing. This portion of the Pacific Ocean has a dangerous under-tow. One must be very careful not to go out too far. There is a built in safety as the water is so very cold, that going up to the ankles is sufficient.
It's simply breath-taking.
Our daughter Jessica enjoying the beach.
Our son Garrett viewing the sea.
Of the 300 mile coastline only 3 miles is privately owned. The other 297 miles is open to the public to walk along, picnic, swim or ride horses. No cars are allowed. I never see garbage on the beach. There seems to be a lot of respect for God's creation.
What a glorious time.
Enjoying the sand.
No trip to the coast would be complete without a stop at Mo's Annex seafood restaurant.
There are many Mo's up and down the beach. They have the best clam chowder.
This is Aunt Belinda's Candy store which has been here as long as I can remember.
I remember this cute boat in the center of the store, filled with salt water taffy. I was just a small little girl when I used to come in here and choose taffy from the boat.
There are so many flavors to choose from. I find it difficult so I just bought a sampling. Watermelon turns out to be a new fave of mine.
Jessica begged to go into the wax museum, so I took her. She loved it and got her picture taken with "Johnny Dep."
The sea lions gave a us a show with their loud barks and roars.
There are many aesthetically appealing bridges up and down the Oregon Coast. The architect who built these gorgeous bridges, Conde Balcom McCullough, fought to get his way. He chose concrete, when his opponents demanded wood. Because he won they are still standing today. The Gothic style, Romanesque arches and cathedral effect of so many of his bridges is unbelievable. He built over 600 bridges. Each little spindle along the rail of this one in Newport is in the arch form. Bob Howen took this photo of the Newport Bridge.

We didn't visit this bridge this time, but I simply must show it. It is the Cape Creek bridge. I got the picture off Google images. Even as a child I recognized the beauty in the bridges. Like most beach towns, tourism is big stuff. There were lots of cute shops, antiques and candy stores.
Jessica riding the bike rack.
Now Garrett's turn.
There is nothing like the serenity of the Oregon Coast. I hope you will have an opportunity to come here sometime.
 "Thus says the Lord, Who gives the sun for a light by day and the fixed order of the moon and of the stars for a light by night, Who stirs up the sea’s roaring billows or stills the waves when they roar—the Lord of hosts is His name!" Jeremiah 31:35

Thursday, January 9, 2014

Christmas Came and Left In a Blink

 The Christmas season came and left in a blink.
 Christmas Eve is a favorite of mine because I have all of my family around me and we have simple but elegant food.
 Sometimes I go all out and make homemade things, and other times I let Safeway do it for me, as in the photo above of cheesecake. 
All of my Christmas decorations have been put away now. I have pleasant memories of my loved ones and the joy we shared. I'm thankful that the real meaning of the season is that Jesus came to earth to save me from my sin, so that one day I could go and be with Him forever. "... you are to give him the name Jesus, because he will save his people from their sins." Matt. 1  
Blessings, Kathi

Saturday, January 4, 2014

We are enjoying our new puppy, Smokey. What a joy to have a friendly face greet me each time I come home or open the door.

I'm so thankful God gave us animals for companions. Smokey is loyal and already doing his job. I was bent over while in the back of the garage. Smokey saw me, but didn't know it was me. He growled. Good dog! I love him so much!  Have a blessed week, Dear Blogging friends. I hope you have a beloved pet to share in your life too. "Behold the fowls of the air: for they sow not, neither do they reap, nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father feedeth them. Are ye not much better than they?" Matthew 6:26  


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