Grateful in a week of birthdays and backpacking

A day late, I know, but WordPress wasn’t cooperating yesterday. It was a week of firsts–first birthday in his forties for my husband and first backpacking trip for the two of us. He survived turning 40 and I survived the backpacking trip without poison ivy, insect bites or getting hurt. Here’s my list:

Gifts hiding, heard and held:

  • Paintings from Passion week by my daughter–enjoying having her “hidden” talent revealed
  • “Uno!” Playing card games with a daughter outside on a picture perfect weather day
  • holding my five-year-old, who climbed up for a snuggle

Three gifts opening up:

  • Doors of change in our future
  • An open Mennonite greenhouse to stock my garden with more tomatoes, peppers, and herbs and plenty to share with friends
  • back door opening for a surprise chat with a friend

Three gifts budding and blooming:

  • sugar snap peas uncurling in the sun
  • tiny stalks of corn
  • Dutch Iris

Dutch Iris by the back door

Three gifts worn:

  • A word straight from the mouth of the Lord, to aching and wondering hearts, given by a man who’s body is a bit worn after 83 years of righteous living,
  • A pirate patch that brings so much laughter and fun to my boys (and girls!)
  • My first inductive study Bible–cover’s hanging by a thread, but I love it so

Three gifts bright:

  • Bright stars seen from a sleeping bag in a tent
  • Bright wildflowers, blooming on the ridge
  • Bright flames to distance the night chill

Three gifts found looking up:

  • Limestone overhangs to shelter tired hikers

    A narrow path between overhang above and bushes by the stream below

  • Glints of blue sky over the top of the ridge, seen from the valley below
  • Boulders so huge and old they have trees and wildflowers growing over them

A gift in a bag, in a box, in a book:

  • Last of the trail mix, stuffed in the bottom of the bag, to energize the final miles of the trail
  • curly fries in a box from a mom-and-pop Dairy Bar, after an 8 mile hike–the. best. ever.
  • “For to be with Jesus Christ, whenever and wherever it takes place, is to be in paradise. It is an experience that doubtless will become more perfect and complete when we have passed beyond the limitations of this mortal life. But that does not preclude its beginning here within the limitation of this mortal life. Heaven, as we call it, is not a totally distinct realm from earth into which we will be translated by the fact of death. It is an experience that interpenetrates the experience of our mortality. There is no heaven, no paradise possible in another world for those who have not begun, however imperfectly, their experience here. ” Howard Hageman in Paradise Now

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Grateful for Holy Week and a neverpicture perfect Resurrection Sunday

There are no adorable family pictures of Easter to post on Facebook this year. It didn’t feel like much of an Easter at all. After being woken up at 4:30 and informed I would “float” to a hospital unit I hadn’t worked in over two years, I was pretty nervous and unhappy. My Easter Sunday service consisted of Keith Green on YouTube singing “The Easter Song” while I ate my scrambled eggs before dawn. My daughters were sad because I wasn’t there to fix their hair and their new shoes were too big. I wasn’t there to make Easter morning sweet rolls. One son had a tummy ache from antibiotics and (I suspect) too many Peeps the day before and was difficult to get out of bed. The other had “boy hair.” My husband persevered and got everyone there –too late for the drum line that traditionally starts our Easter Services. There was no big meal–he went to the store after church because we were out of bread for sandwiches for lunch, then they had hot dogs and microwave broccoli for supper. In the afternoon, he tried to figure out how to fix our leaking kitchen sink. Didn’t really look or feel like a typical Easter, huh?

But it’s not Resurrection Sunday because we “feel” like it. Jesus didn’t rise from the dead because He “felt” like it. It has nothing to do with feelings. It has everything to do with the power of the Living God triumphing over the power of death and hell. It’s about understanding I can do nothing to be good enough to get into the Kingdom of God and understanding Jesus did everything necessary to restore relationship between us and God, if we just have faith. So here’s my gratitude list from a week of sick kids, Passover, and a less than picture perfect Resurrection Day:

Three gifts white:

  • For freshly washed white pillowcases that cradle three stuffy, coughing, feverish heads
  •  for fluffy white clouds that beckon this busy mama to the great outdoors to catch her breath and a glimpse of the glory of the heavens
  • white dogwoods blooming everywhere I look
  • (An extra one for free:)The white moon, growing rounder every night closer to Passover

Three gifts surprisingly found:

  • A bowl of fruit that turned out to be a landscape
  • Tiny Dutch Iris where I thought there were none
  • time to contemplate in a day of urgent needs

Three gifts in His Word:

  • “Peace I leave with you. My peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your heart be troubled and do not be afraid.” John 14:27
  • John 15–the whole thing! I just can’t choose my favorite part. From “I am the vine and you are the branches” to  ”I call you friends” to “ask anything in my name and the Father will do it” to “you did not choose me, but I chose you.”
  •  “Why do you seek the Living among the dead? He is not here, but He has risen.” Luke 24:5-6.

Three gifts at 11am, 2 pm and 6pm:

  • Passover preparations, well under way
  • quiet time
  • final turn for the better for my sick kids

Three gifts nailed together:

  • three garden bed with new sprouts of peas, beans, and melons
  • a new easel just my size
  • Jesus, nailed to the cross in agony, to save a wretch like me from the hell of life without Him

Three gifts waited for:

  • A Passover celebration, as neverpictureperfect as is was–the brisket drew up, the matzoh was not Kosher for Passover and I forgot the devilled eggs, but we celebrated with good friends and marvelled at the faithfulness of the Lord
  • a gift for someone else that finally arrived in the mail (shhh, don’t tell!)
  • The first peony of the season!

Three gifts rising up:

  • A perfect Passover moon
  • Resurrection Sunday sunrise on the way to work
  • A dear little cousin, baptized by his father on Easter Sunday, now a brother in Christ as well!

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Square Foot Garden: plant markers and trellises

Because I can’t always remember what I planted where, and when they start coming up, they all look alike to me, I like using plant markers. It also helps because once some of the cool weather crops bolt or die, I plant something else in the square. That’s 48 squares to remember what I planted or replanted. Of course the tomatoes are pretty obvious, but I am planting several varieties and I want to remember what’s where.

Last year I bought the plastic sticks that you write on with permanent markers. Unfortunately, the permanent marker wore off in the sun and rain. Bummer. I found some really fun ideas for plant markers here, here,  and here. They were adorable, but they didn’t have pictures of all my veggies, no herbs and no words for different varieties. Plus I didn’t have all the supplies (like 48 spoons or sticks!), and since I had a sick child, didn’t feel up to running to Michaels. So I looked through my supplies and found an overabundance of seashells. Hmmm…they’re small, easy to move from square to square as needed, are made to be outside in the elements…and free!

Very simply, I looked at the spreadsheet that listed all the veggies and herbs I was growing, and made a marker for each one. I painted the name on the flat back of the shell, then outlined a tiny picture of the plant in black acrylic. Then I highlighted the picture with a little colored paint, based on the plant. Some of the herbs aren’t really that true to life, but I did the best I could. Doodlebug “helped” paint the sugar snap peas green and the red pepper red, and was delighted with the results. After the shells dried, I painted a coat of varnish to seal the paint and hopefully help them last a little longer. What do you think?

There’s a big emphasis on using trellises in square foot gardening to maximize space. According to Square Foot Gardening, you can use trellises for pretty much any vining plants–beans, tomatoes, peas, cukes, cantaloupes, even personal-sized watermelons. The book suggests using metal tubing, but it was just too expensive. I bought 1/2 inch PVC pipe (10 feet long) and joints, 24 inch rebar, and nylon garden netting. Last year, I tied the netting on the trellis, but it seemed to stretch a good deal, which made me nervous as the tomatoes grew. This year, I used electrical ties along with tying the netting to the tubing. We’ll see how that works.

The pipe is very easy to cut–even my 10-year-old helped. I scored it with the saw and then snapped it in half. I made the vertical poles 5 feet long and then measured each horizontal pole individually. Some of the trellises I put at the very back of the square, in the corner of the right angle to help add stability. On the trellises I’m using for beans and peas, I angled the trellis, so one end was in the corner, but the rest of the trellis angled out into the middle of the squares. That way, I can plant peas and beans on both sides of the trellis and there’s room for more plants per square.

Notice the trellis on the right side--the back of the trellis is in the corner. The front corner angles to the middle of the square. You can plant 4 pea plants on each side of the trellis in one square--that's 8 plants per square!

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Lent Week 5 Grateful for Waving Palms of Praise

Three gifts almost gone:

  • Spring, that somehow slipped in past a mild winter and now is hiding behind an early summer
  • my eldest daughter’s childhood–but I’m so happy she still loves to climb trees and play on the tire swing!
  • this school year, rapidly coming to a close, even with an extra week of Spring Break/sick time

Three gifts redeemed:

  • a week with sick children–time to work in the garden between cups of soup, tea, and medicine
  • no time for my painting class, converted shells to garden markers instead (more on that later in the week) to satisfy my need for creativity
  • a gift card that brought a much-needed tablecloth to my dining room

Three gifts entwined:

  • compost–that wonderfully rich soil made from decomposing vegetation that’s used for growing new vegetation
  • legs and arms entangled, holding three sick kids at once
  • time for my daughter to spend with her newly 90-year-old great-grandmother and both enjoying the memories

Three gifts of His promises:

  •  ”Do not let your heart be troubled ; believe in God, believe also in Me.  In My Father’s house are many dwelling places ; if it were not so, I would have told you; for I go to prepare a place for you. If I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again and receive you to Myself, that where I am, there you may be also.” John 14:1-3
  • Ask rain from the LORD at the time of the spring rain - The LORD who makes the storm clouds; And He will give them showers of rain, vegetation in the field to each man. Zechariah 10:1 (believing this for my garden this week)
  • “Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid.” John 14:27

Three gifts uncovered:

  • tiny shoots from dutch iris I thought dead, after being run over by a careless weed eater
  • happy daughter, with newly discovered love of painting
  • joyful spirit of my children, surprising me by filling garden beds while I’m at work

A gift heard, a gift held, a gift hoped for:

  • Young ones singing “Little Grey Donkey” with all their hearts
  • beautiful Dutch Iris from my husband
  • garden boxes, in my own yard, after a 5 year absence!

Three gifts on my own, since I don’t have a copy of April’s Joy Dare yet:):

  • kind text from friend during church–so nice to be missed!
  • time to finish planning out the new week, new month and the rest of the school year
  • gingerbread tea, pineapple juice, motrin, and antibiotics for my sweet ones who feel so bad, but I know will recover quickly

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Square Foot Garden, Take 2

Some of you may remember from last year I planted a garden at my dear friend’s house 20 miles away. We were afraid we’d have to put our house on the market or rent it out and leave our garden behind, so we gardened with a friend. The drive was inconvenient, but it was quite therapeutic to garden with a friend during a difficult time in my life. Lots of time to talk as we made raised beds, pulled weeds, watered, and harvested veggies. However, this year I wanted to have a garden outside my door. Gas is even higher this year, and I just can’t afford to drive that far to water my plants.

Last year's garden

So, I decided to bite the bullet and make my own garden this year. My husband graciously humored his city-girl wife’s yen to feel dirt between her fingers and we traded in our share of organic CSA for organic square foot garden. We have amazing soil here–this must have been farmland once–but the Bermuda grass in awful. The flower bed I tried to tend over the last few years is full of the grass and I can’t get it out, so it’s going back to just grass. I didn’t want the same thing to happen again, so I knew I’d have to work pretty hard to overcome the grass under my raised beds. Despite the fact that my book says to lay down newspaper and fill the bed, I knew that wouldn’t work. This grass is aggressive. I knew the sod was going to have to come up, then newspaper, then weed barrier cloth go down.

Last year, we had donated wood and a barnyard full of manure for fertilizer.  This year, I purchased three raised bed kits, and weed barrier from Lowe’s and a load of Royal Soil  to fill the beds. After I measured the length of the kits, I decided how much room I wanted between the beds for a walkway, then marked off the perimeter of the entire space. The beds were 49 inches square, and I decided on 3-foot walk ways. I had some rectangular paving stones that were here when we bought the house, so I decided to outline the garden beds and pave the walk ways between the beds with the paving stones, after I dug out the sod.

It took me a couple of days to dig out the sod. Believe me, Jillian Michael’s 30 Day Shred DVD is NOTHING compared to digging out sod. I was wishing for a rototiller or a mule and plow, but given there was a gas line very close to my beds, I played it safe and dug the whole thing out by hand. I was wondering what on earth to do with all that sod, til I looked around my yard and saw two years of holes Buckeye the Wonderdog has left in the yard. All that sod didn’t even fill all the holes. Sigh.

Sod partially dug up; Buckeye the Wonderdog being unhelpful the one time I WANT him to dig...

My kids were not so eager to help with that first step, and really, it was too difficult for them to do, but they were quite enthusiastic when it came to building the beds. They were very easy to put together–my 7-year-old put one together with minimal help. Now, we did not use the trellises that came with the kits, at least for their intended purposes. Instead, I’m using the wood to make the “square foot” grid on the beds. Last year I used very skinny dowels to mark the spots and they fell apart half way through the season. This wood is cedar and already cut to the correct length, so it’s perfect!

Before I put on the grids, I had to fill the beds. The nice man at The Compost Farm in Brentwood squeezed in my delivery in his already busy schedule. Unfortunately, it was the day I spent the morning with Doodlebug at the doctor’s office diagnosing strep throat, then to the pharmacy, then to a required class for my  nursing job at the hospital. With a forecast of rain, I knew I needed to come fill the beds before my dirt was all washed away, but on the way home from my class, I was less than enthusiastic about the process of several hours of shoveling dirt in the twilight.

Imagine my delight, when I pulled in to the driveway and found my children had taken it upon themselves to fill two of the three beds for me! I was thrilled, especially since I now had a sick child to contend with while everyone else went to church. After a quick supper and send off for the rest of the family for church, I went out and filled the remaining bed. The shoveling was easier than the digging up sod, but my sore muscles protested none-the-less. After the beds were filled with soil, I put the grids on the beds and they were ready for planting. It was after dark by that time, so I don’t have any pictures of that…As you can see, I also started my trellises. I’ll post on making those and plant markers next week.

Since I already planned what I was planting in which space, I was ready to plant the next morning. On my trip to Kentucky last week, I found a Mennonite garden stand selling beautiful little plants–if you bought 12 four packs of little plants, they were $1 per four pack. That means I got 4 tomato plants for $1. No kidding. The larger pots of herbs were more expensive, as were the larger plants, but I only got two of those.  I’ve been watering them for the past week and a half and finally, I had a place to put them.

So, after a couple of hours dealing with my son and an attack of croup, we finally started planting. Today we planted lettuce, broccoli, tomato, cilantro and basil plants. Then we planted carrots, sugar snap peas, cantaloupe, mini watermelons, cucumbers and bush beans from seeds. It’s technically too early to plant some of those, because our frost date isn’t til April 15, but it’s been 80 degrees for the last week, so I’m taking my chances. I can always replant if we do have a frost in the next couple of weeks.

First bed--planted 2 Best Boy Tomatoes,basil, sugar snap peas, lettuce, carrots,and lots of broccoli

Second bed--planted cantaloupe seeds, lettuce, cilantro, broccoli, bush beans and cucumber seeds

Third bed-watermelon seeds, bush bean seeds, and a lone broccoli for now. Experimenting with taters and corn soon!

So here’s to the start of another spring growing season! I’d love to hear about your garden and any tips you have for mine!

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Ideas for a family Passover celebration

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Traditional arrangement of symbolic foods on a Passover Seder Plate (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

This year, Passover begins at sunset April 6. While growing up, this meant nothing to me, but now it is a meaningful part of our lives.  For the past four years we have celebrated Passover in our home with friends. I’m sure we do not do it perfectly, and every year we do it a little bit differently. There is no sense of obligation to keep it–God told the Jewish people it was to be celebrated yearly, forever, but we are not Jewish. However,  Jesus celebrated Passover–the first Lord’s Supper was at a Passover meal, and we do want to be more like Jesus, and so we celebrate too–to remember.

I personally find this all fascinating. You can go out and look at the full moon on April 6 and know on that very night, God delivered the Jews from Egypt during the first Passover, and on that very night, 1500 years later, Jesus celebrated Passover with His disciples, was betrayed in the garden of Gethsemane and crucified the next day. It gives weight to the night. We aren’t guessing when all this happened, we know, because God is the keeper of the clock, who knows the end from the beginning, and told us in His Word. Here is a short article from 2009 about the significance of Passover by Don Finto, our Pastor Emeritus.

There are many excellent resources to use in planning your own Passover Seder. Here is a link to a website by a Messianic rabbi, Derek Leman. It looks like it has some great resources.

Two books I especially like.  The first book is A Family Guide to Biblical Holidays by Robin Sampson. This book talks about all the Jewish holidays, scriptural references, how they were celebrated by the ancient Jews, the modern Jews and how we can celebrated them today as believers in Jesus. It explains the symbolism of the different parts of the meal, and also help you see how Jesus’s life and death mirror the passover ritual in the last week of His life. It is very interesting to read. She includes a haggadah, a little book to print out that you can use during the passover meal, recipes and crafts. Some of our children are pretty young, so I highlight the parts we do and skip some that seem to make it very long.

Another book I like is Celebrate! Stories of the Jewish Holidays by Gilda Berger. It is shorter but still includes recipes and crafts but does not include a haggadah. Here is a very simple plan our pastor of discipleship puts on our church blog. On the back is a very meaningful reading we use for the end of our Passover evening. After we eat, we go outside and look at the moon and read Passover…On This Night…On this Day…Today (included in the article by Don Finto and the plan from our church) by the light of the full moon–the same moon the children of Israel saw when they left Egypt and the same moon Jesus and His disciples saw as they walked to the Garden of Gethsemane after their Passover meal.

The more you get the children involved with the planning, decorating, and meal, the more they will enjoy it. If you read the Biblical account, God tells the Israelites to involve the children in the celebration–they were certainly present at the first passover and all others, as God tells them to have the children ask questions. Most children I know are naturals when it comes to asking questions–so I love that God used the inquisitive nature He gave them as part of the meal!

 This does not have to be complicated or expensive. One year we bought a small piece of lamb to taste–it was very tasty but expensive. Usually we just eat brisket. If you can’t find a bone to put on the seder plate, draw one on construction paper. If you don’t have or can’t afford a special seder plate (we don’t have one), use a plain plate, or let the kids make one. (I did see plates at West Elm and Target this year, as well as online at Dayspring, if you are interested in purchasing one.) Most kids enjoy the haroset–it’s apples, cinnamon, nuts, honey and sometimes raisins. Here’s the recipe we use.  I use grape juice instead of the wine in the recipe. Matzoh crackers are inexpensive and easy to find–Kroger, Publix and Harris Teeter carried them last year. It’s not hard to find lots of recipes to use for the seder meal, including desserts, that keep the “Kosher for passover” tradition–Allrecipes.com, myrecipes.com, and other cooking web sites have entire sections of Passover recipes and menus. Have fun finding some recipes to try. Don’t forget the matzoh ball soup! I usually get a mix from the store for the matzoh balls and make my own broth. Yummy! Make this as simple or complicated as you wish, but I urge you to try a Passover seder, or find one in your community. Many Messianic Jewish congregations sponsor family seders and are delighted for you to join them. Or check out one of these books, read the simple planfrom our church, and try it with your family and friends and remember what God did both for the Jews 3500 years ago, and all of us 2000 years ago.

Moon

Moon (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

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Week Five of Lent–Gratitude for Spring Break

I have no idea what happened last week, but despite my best attempts, I could not get the blog to work– I couldn’t type of post. But, it was Spring Break, so I took it:). A week later, here we are: a week of playing,  a trip to the zoo, seeing friends, stocking my freezer with almost half a cow, trip to Mennonite country in Kentucky, planning a garden, CPR class, a ninetieth birthday extravaganza for my little grandmother, a cousin photo shoot and a 12 hour shift at the hospital, I really feel like a need a break. But life moves on and so do I: this week is finish building/planting the garden, another class for work, getting ready for Palm Sunday at church and the children’s School of Worship helping lead us all into worship, and trying to squeeze in a painting class and planning a backpacking trip. Whew! My gratitude list for the week:

Three gifts eaten:

  • A gluten-free brownie recipe that made me feel treated, not left out of dessert
  • Tomato caprese, after a winter of unworthy tomatoes
  • devilled eggs, made by daughters

Three gifts that made me laugh:

  • talent show by eight enthusiastic great grand kids for one who, I’m not sure heard much of what went on:)
  • story of a Super Bowl fondue mishap that only two nurses could appreciate
  • watching eight kids and my grandmother gleefully pick 90 candles off the cake and lick the icing off the bottom (don’t tell me you don’t do that at your house too!)–for once everyone had plenty!

A gift salty, sweet and just right:

  • cashews
  • chocolate
  • hot tea on a cool morning

Three gifts in His Word:

  • And He who sits on the throne said, “Behold, I am making all things new.” And He *said, “Write, for these words are faithful and true.” Rev 21:5
  • “Come to Me, all who are weary and heavy-laden, and I will give you rest. Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and YOU WILL FIND REST FOR YOUR SOULS. For My yoke is easy and My burden is light.” Matthew 11:28-30
  • “He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the human heart; yet no one can fathom what God has done from beginning to end. I know that there is nothing better for people than to be happy and to do good while they live. That each of them may eat and drink, and find satisfaction in all their toil—this is the gift of God.” Ecclesiastes 3:11-13

Three gifts found in women today:

  • A ninety-year old grandmother, reminiscing about The Depression, The War, and life with five brothers
  • A mother and sister, who cheerfully came to help one (yes, that would be me) struggling in a mess of all sorts, to make a week after working a little less challenging and tiring..
  • Gentle encouragement from a dear friend on the farm, whose heart is still so close to mine, despite the miles between us

Three gifts spoken:

  • “Drop your stone of judgement and pray”
  • my former pastor, who is not afraid to tackle the tough issues, with courage, conviction, and compassion–thank you Stephen
  • “I feel the same inside now as when I was 15!”–my grandmother’s response to my daughter asking how it felt to be 90

A  gift sung, written and painted:

  • hearing my two youngest pick out on the piano, then sing, their Palm Sunday song
  • “The essence of sin is man substituting himself for God, while the essence of salvation is God substituting himself for man. Man asserts himself against God and puts himself where only God deserves to be; God sacrifices himself for man and puts himself where only man deserves to be. Man claims prerogatives what belong to God alone; God accepts penalties which belong to man alone.” John Stott in Bread and Wine: Readings for Lent and Easter
  • A library art show of my art teacher and her very talented students–they were really amazing and inspiring!

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