Friday, November 27, 2015
The Language of Flowers by Vanessa Diffenbaugh
Another great story of redemption -- a broken young girl from the foster care system who lives with the memory of her greatest mistake, who cannot accept love from others, who feels she needs to be self-sufficient, who does not trust anyone, who doesn't know how to connect or communicate with others---uses her one learned skill, the meanings of different flowers, to make her way in the world. I loved that a few wonderful people along the way loved & accepted Victoria, without asking for her to change. Are there people that God places in my life, that I am called to love unconditionally, with all of their warts and issues---but I miss the call because they are prickly and broken, and I discard them for someone else to care for? Give me eyes to see, Lord.
The Light Between Oceans by M.L. Stedman
Extraordinary Read. A man with "demons" from his war years, seeking to live a secluded life as a lighthouse keeper meets a joyful, energetic young lady --they fall in love; and both head to his commission -- an isolated island off the coast of Australia where they start their life together, only seeing other people every three months when the supplies are delivered. Truth is the underlying theme-- "what a tangled web we weave when first we practice to deceive". The first step into deceit is the downfall of their lives-- Tom trying to please Isobel's greatest desire, the ensuing "finding out", the pain associated with the poor choice, the reconciliation and forgiveness required to move ahead. It causes me to ponder about what choices I would make for my deepest desires, or for someone I love. A thoughtful novel.
A Disney Adventure
The long anticipated trip to FL was wonderful! Bill & I landed in Orlando on a Thursday evening and spent the evening pigging out at Red Lobster, and resting in the hot tub--trying to shed the unrelenting colds and coughs that plagued us from the previous two weeks. The Tegelaar Fam joined us on Friday afternoon, having made the 9 hour trek in their trusty Family Vanmobile. What fun to spend time playing with the kids -- in the resort pool, on the water slides. Boppa had a ball, chasing after Zeal and Trux in the water, sliding down the baby pool and teaching them to do cannonballs. Sunday was our first full day of parks- a well planned out adventure from organized Mikkel. Only downside was the LONG 70 minute wait for "Soarin" which was a great ride when we finally got there! Boppa spent time playing with flexible, fun Trux since he was too short. The other highlight that day for Lita was the Princess Party at Akershus Hall. Zeal & Azi dressed up in pretty dresses and we met 5 princesses (Cinderella/Snow White/ Belle/Aurora/ Ariel). Zeal's little face lit up as each one stopped by our table to speak to the girls. Although Z did not like the fast roller coaster rides & dark places, we found many spots that she loved. Meeting Mickey, Donald and Goofy were extremely fun for her, as were the calmer rides like It's a Small World and the Seven Dwarfs ride. Azi & Jet were up for fast and furious and loved Space Mountain, Thunder Mountain, Splash Mountain and any other mountain!! The Tegelaars spent extra time at Epcot where Jet really loved the different cultures depicted. Azi, Mikkel & I stayed late to do a few fun Azi "picks"-- President's Hall, Walt Disney's Carousel of Progress, and some shopping! The kids are growing up - Azi, especially. Although 4 days was a bit exhausting for old Boppa & Lita; the laughter, delight and extra time with each one was a precious gift! It made me smile to see Mikkel interacting with strangers, engaging in conversations -- a chip off the old daddy's block!! Teg remains unflappable in stressful situations, and carries on as a true "servant husband" chipping in to complete Mik's well laid out plans. Fun, fast, fantastic, frustrating, frolicKy, frivolous, flamboyant --UNFORGETTABLE.
Saturday, November 7, 2015
Lydia's Party by Margaret Haskins
“Sumptuous . . . a repast that’s alternately uncomfortable and soothing, weepy and jubilant, evocative and realistic. Party host and art teacher Lydia is having her annual dinner for her women friends. . . . In a quirky, impossibly magical and sweetly charming twist, Lydia helps guide them all to forgiveness.”
—Publishers Weekly
A great review on this book; Lydia wants to believe in her friends and in the past comaraderies they have shared, each with their own struggles and idiosyncrasies. Each friend coming to her home on this blustery Chicago evening has thoughts to share about the others in the hours leading up to the party; but Lydia's courageous announcement changes everything. They walk forward together in a compassionate and accepting manner. This is real life, and it so reminded me of my sister, Amy, and how she was about building bridges with her friends: a final act of grace and mercy before her death.
Found by Micha Boyett
In the midst of a busy, a bit overwhelming summer - I ordered this book, after reading an article by Micha on Ann Voscamp's website. I fell in love with her heart, opening her feelings and failures to her readers. The book is a story of her search for a vibrant living faith, without the "shoulds and oughts" that were a part of her Southern Baptist background. In marrying a Lutheran believer, her mind was opened to a deeper faith that gave her a love for weekly communion, and the richness of liturgy. She also was searching for her "old" prayer life when she had more time to minister and lead young people. Now with a new baby who demanded her time and strength, she finds that her prayers are found in the everyday moments of her life.
As I have been learning more about the old spiritual disciplines of the Roman Catholic Church (lechtio divina/prayer labyrinths/ prayers of imagination); I was struck with how my journey has mirrored hers. Here we are in a church that celebrates the Lord's Supper on a weekly basis, and where a prayer workshop introduces liturgy--yet always hanging on to the grace filled salvation of Jesus and the powerful presence of the Holy Spirit at our weekly gatherings. I find that I am wanting more of Jesus, more of praying His Word over my family, and a deeper searching of how that will play out in my next phase of life.
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