Sunday, October 19, 2014

CALLING US TO WORSHIP



It was time for Sunday School to be over.  As the leader closed our session in prayer, the distant call of our old church bell rang out for all to hear.  "Come to worship!"
 
I love the sound of that bell.  I've heard it all my life. 

This week our church - Vero Beach First United Methodist - celebrates 100 years of blessings and serving our community.  The small group of early settlers, which was meeting in the schoolhouse, formally became a church on October 25, 1914.  The first church building was a white frame structure two blocks away from our current location.  This very bell was installed in that first building in 1917.  It is still rung every Sunday to call God's people to worship. 

The bell ties us to our history of being a meaningful part of our community. May it continue to send out its invitation as we step into the next century of blessings.
 
"How sweet on a clear Sabbath morning
To list to the clear ringing bell..."
- W. S. Pitts

Sunday, September 28, 2014

Smiles From My Kids

From my oldest to my youngest, my grandkids are just a hoot.   Andrew is the oldest at 17 and Nathaniel is the youngest at 5.  My favorite things to share are the little bits of joy that come out of their mouths.  And don't worry...the two in between - Jack and Charlotte - have their moments too.  But today it's the two bookends.


Just the other day I got a text from daughter Lyn.  She said:


So I'm having this discussion with the boys about Scouts and that I was a Brownie but for some reason didn't go on to be a Girl Scout.  Without missing a beat Andrew pipes up with "What happened?  The fast paced world of selling cookies too much for ya?"


Love his heart.


This weekend, daughter Becky and her husband were away so Nathaniel and Charlotte went to church with their baby sitter.  This afternoon, Nathaniel came to Becky and said:


"Mommy, do you know about Shad-rad, Me-shad and Amexico?" 


By golly, he was  listening and he remembered it the way he heard it!


Blessed are they who live to enjoy their children's children.  They're the best Faith Breezes of all! 

Monday, September 8, 2014

He Touched Lives...Even Mine


I had never heard of Truett Cathy until my daughter, Becky, went to Samford University.  I had only been to Chick-Fil-A a time or two. 

Becky became part of Samford’s A Cappella Choir and that’s when I heard about the nice man who provided the choir with tour buses and fed them at his restaurants all over the country when they were on tour.

That man was Truett Cathy and his benevolence to the Samford students is only a small part of the legacy he leaves in his passing.  Rick Warren says he had a huge heart for children and when success came with his restaurants he used his money to benefit those who needed a hand up.  By living his faith, he showed the world what one man’s influence can do.

I never met Mr. Cathy, but he fed my daughter lots of Chick-Fil-A sandwiches.  And that’s the road to this mother’s heart.

Thank you, sir.

Thursday, August 14, 2014

One Year Anniversary!




August 15, 2013 - 2014


One year ago today, I had my fourth and final chemo treatment.  Granted, my journey with cancer is small compared to so many others.  But any journey with cancer is a monumental battle for the person fighting. 

I can tell you this: the battle is tough and you are forever changed.  I'm still determining what that change means to my life.  But I know I'm not the same person.  I refuse the term "new normal" because I don't think it means anything.  I'm not searching for my new normal.  I'm finding my way to be in the world now. 

And I have my hair back.

My message to every woman who reads this is simple:

GET YOUR MAMMO!  

Yes, check yourself often, but don't depend on what you feel.  That annual mammo may not be perfect, but it's the best defense we have.  Those sneaky little cancer cells sometimes hide in places that cannot be felt until it's in an advanced stage.  Had I waited until I actually felt a lump, I would have been in great trouble.

I thank God for this past year of my life.  In the midst of all the effects of the treatments, there have been many happy times.  My husband, my family, my friends...all have given me more love and care than I could ever ask or hope for. 

We wonder sometimes why we have these difficulties, especially when we're supposed to be enjoying our "golden years."  I've come to understand that it's our job now to be an example to those who are watching us.  Hopefully they will see that all the things we've stood on and taught all our lives - things like faith and hope - are valid and dependable.

God is faithful.

I will sing of the Lord's great love forever; with my mouth I will make your faithfulness known through all generations.  I will declare that your love stands firm forever, that you established your faithfulness in heaven itself.
-Psalm 89: 1 & 2