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The Road to Joy

12 Jun

On the Porch

Onisha Ellis

I read this in Jesus Always a few days ago.

Nurture well your thankfulness for it is the royal road to Joy.

I saw this photo on Pixabay and it brought to mind that beauty and joy can be found even when our path seems hard, even treacherous.

The Mixer Trick

6 Jun

On the Porch

Onisha Ellis

We have family coming to visit today. I am looking forward to their arrival and have been making mental meal plans. Yesterday I put a Boston Butt in the crock pot and today I will make Eastern North Carolina pulled pork, along with cole slaw and some red skin potatoes. We won’t be able to eat the potatoes since we are eating low carb, but I will enjoy fixing them. For dessert I made a strawberry cream pie drizzled with chocolate ganache. We can eat that!

I’m not a gifted drizzler.

Once the pork was fork tender, I let it cool then placed it in the bowl of my stand mixer. In less than 2 minutes the pork was shredded. How amazed my mom would have been at the ease of shredding the meat!

In her final years, my mom spent a good bit of time at our home recovering from hospital stays due to her COPD. She would sit at the kitchen table as I cooked our evening meal and we would talk about all kinds of things. Growing up with 11 brothers and sisters, she had a lot of stories to tell.

Often during these visits we would make barbecue together. I would place the cooked Boston Butt between us on the table and we would each cut off a chunk and begin to cut it into smallish cubes. Alone, it was a tedious task but working together the time flew by. Sweet memories. Memories we wouldn’t have made if I had known about the mixer trick.

I'm a winnerAfter my retirement, I decided to re-learn the canning and preserving skills I learned from my mother but hadn’t practiced for twenty years. I titled the blog Old Things R New to chronicle my experience.  Since then I have been blessed to have six other bloggers join me, DiVoran Lites, Bill Lites,  Judy Wills, Louise Gibson, Janet Perez Eckles and Melody Hendrix

In addition to blogging, I work as the publicist/marketer/ amateur editor and general  “mom Friday” for my author daughter, Rebekah Lyn. I also manage her website, Rebekah Lyn Books  where we frequently host the best in up and coming authors.

My 2019 goal is to use my love of photographs and words to be an encourager on social media. You can visit Real Life Books and Media You Tube Channel if you would like to view some of the mini-videos I have created for our church, Gateway Community in Titusville, Fl.

Seeking Peace-In Thankfulness

31 May

On the Porch

Onisha Ellis

We spent the past week unpacking and organizing after our migration to our beloved Western North Carolina from Florida. I describe our move as migration because like sparrows and Painted Buntings, we move between the same locals each year. More deep cleaning than deep thinking going on.

As I sat on our back porch this morning and read through the day’s devotional, I focused on choosing overflowing thankfulness. Thankful for what I have and thankful for what I don’t have, and trusting in God’s promises.

So then, just as you received Christ Jesus as Lord, continue to live in him, rooted and built up in him, strengthened in the faith as you were taught, and overflowing with thankfulness. COLOSSIANS 2:6–7

Love God’s unfailing love and mercy centers my emotions.

Joy When I choose joy, thankfulness will overflow.

Peace As my heart and mind embrace thankfulness, peace replaces agitation and fear.

Be Made New

29 May

On the Porch

Onisha Ellis

  • Ephesians 4:22-24 New International Version (NIV)

22 You were taught, with regard to your former way of life, to put off your old self, which is being corrupted by its deceitful desires; 23 to be made new in the attitude of your minds;24 and to put on the new self, created to be like God in true righteousness and holiness.

Remembering the Wahoo

27 May

On the Porch

Onisha Ellis

My Uncle Howell’s submarine, the Wahoo went missing during WWII. It wasn’t until years later the submarine remains were found. By then, all of his family had passed away without having closure. I remember and honor him and all of those who lost their lives on the Wahoo during the grueling battle.

Oh Snap!

23 May

On the Porch

Onisha Ellis

How many of you enjoy popping bubble wrap? I do. The packaging wrap that comes in some boxes with the large bubbles are fun too. I like to put them on the floor and pop, pop, pop!

Over the past few years I have felt myself drawn to a new kind of pop…Snapware.

I realized I had reached the obsession stage when I came home from shopping at Publix grocery with a large rectangle one that I had bought without considering the price. After washing it I began to slowly snap and unsnap the latches.., snap, unsnap, snap, unsnap… until my husband commanded me to stop!

Yesterday our daughter spent the day helping sort items for our church rummage sale. She sent me a picture of a Snapware container and asked if I wanted it….duh. A bit later she sent another picture of more containers and asked if I would like them. Double duh. Then she asked which of the two I wanted.

I am thinking that buying this Snapware from the church rummage sale will nullify my splurge on the one I bought at Publix.

Wait, don’t people with addictions tend to justify their actions? Oh snap!

Of Mice and Kitchens

21 May

While my husband has been busy tackling our wild yard, I have been dealing with the results of wildlife in my kitchen.

It seems a mouse or mice had a jolly good time roaming through my kitchen.


Image by Clker-Free-Vector-Images from Pixabay

My drawers and cabinets needed a “good turning out.” I love that phrase and never thought I would have the opportunity to use it. I guess I can thank the mice for that.

Once I had everything run through the dishwasher, I took advantage of the situation to remove some of the items from service and began a box of items to donate for a rummage sale.

Feeling virtuous, I decided I deserved the bamboo drawer organizer I saw on a friends Facebook page. She was an O.R. nurse for years and her cutlery drawer is laid out with the precision of an operating room tray. I promptly ordered it from Amazon.

It was supposed to be delivered Monday. The tracking said it was out for delivery. I was excited! When it didn’t arrive, I checked the tracking again. It was delayed and might not arrive for two days. What happened, was the UPS truck highjacked? Did it fall off the truck? Sigh…patience is a virtue.

Seeking Peace-Eating Fried Chicken

2 May

My mother made the best fried chicken. She didn’t do anything fancy, flour, salt and pepper. Then she cooked it slow in a big cast iron skillet covered with a lid. The secret to her chicken was the oil she used…bacon grease. If you haven’t had fried chicken cooked in bacon grease, you missed out on some good eating.

As the chicken approached being done, she turned up the heat to give it a nice crisp skin without all the heavy batter coating.

Before we began eating Keto, Friday was pizza night. I have tried several pizza crust recipes to continue the tradition but I am not good at it, so we switched to Friday Fried Chicken night. It is not a great Keto choice but it keeps my husband happy and willing to eat on plan the rest of the week. And as a plus for me, a supper with no meal planning!

Two weeks ago as we were digging into the chicken, I watched as my husband speared a chicken breast and resentment welled inside me.

Why does he assume he should get first choice?

My oldest brother always was given the choice piece and as the youngest, I got a leg. This was not the first time this memory of my childhood rose up. I chastised myself for feeling petty again.

Silently I vowed this resentment has to stop.

I confessed my resentment of my brother and my husband to God and asked him to remove it from my heart and mind. The following Fried Chicken Friday I waited for my husband to choose his piece, then watched as he moved it to his plate.

I felt resentment free!

One single incident of long buried resentment doesn’t seem like much, I know.

Why would I be concerned about an ancient deed? In my case, that ancient deed triggered resentment and holding on to past injustices was a crack used to turn a simple family meal into a banquet of simmering anger.

Love: Love can flow more freely when I release past hurts, no matter how trivial they seem.

Joy: I chose with joy to eat a chicken thigh this week.

Peace: The past two weeks God has been recalling memories of myself as a child. It’s kind of like He is dusting and cleaning up my past. Making it shine.

I'm a winnerAfter my retirement, I decided to re-learn the canning and preserving skills I learned from my mother but hadn’t practiced for twenty years. I titled the blog Old Things R New to chronicle my experience.  Since then I have been blessed to have six other bloggers join me, DiVoran Lites, Bill Lites,  Judy Wills, Louise Gibson, Janet Perez Eckles and Melody Hendrix

In addition to blogging, I work as the publicist/marketer/ amateur editor and general  “mom Friday” for my author daughter, Rebekah Lyn. I also manage her website, Rebekah Lyn Books  where we frequently host the best in up and coming authors.

My 2019 goal is to use my love of photographs and words to be an encourager on social media. You can visit Real Life Books and Media You Tube Channel if you would like to view some of the mini-videos I have created for our church, Gateway Community in Titusville, Fl.

Bombshell

1 May

On the Porch

Onisha Ellis

My email inboxes (yes, I have several emails for different purposes) seem to be stuffed with headlines that begin with New Bombshell Report . Often two or three inboxes will have the same headline from the same sender. HOW do they get my multiple addresses?

For a time, I would open one or two, thinking it was something newsworthy. Turns out, the newsworthy part is the sender is asking for money to prevent whatever catastrophic event they are predicting.

I am weary, you could even say shell-shocked from the daily assaults.

Unsubscribing doesn’t work. I attempted to unsubscribe to a site and now I get multiple emails per day informing me the email was undeliverable. Per..Day…For Months

I do have a positive bombshell to share. My visit to eye doctor was a smashing success! My pressures are normal and I can say adios to the Florida heat and hello North Carolina mountains! Except…now it is almost Mother’s Day and I feel guilty about leaving my daughter and missing the Mother’s brunch at church. So maybe change my adios Florida to adios mas tarde.

This morning I read John 10:10 in the Amplified Bible.

“The thief comes only in order to steal and kill and destroy. I came that they may have and enjoy life, and have it in abundance (to the full, till it overflows).”

I’m not letting the thief steal or kill my joy!

How Precious

30 Apr

On the Porch

Onisha Ellis

Our guest pastor this week titled his sermon, Who Am I? He referenced Psalm 139:13-17. His message encouraged us to see ourselves as much loved unique beings.  I have read this passage often, but this time, verse 17 caught my attention.

How precious to me are your thoughts, God!
    How vast is the sum of them!


13 For you created my inmost being;
    you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
14 I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
    your works are wonderful,
    I know that full well.
15 My frame was not hidden from you
    when I was made in the secret place,
    when I was woven together in the depths of the earth.
16 Your eyes saw my unformed body;
    all the days ordained for me were written in your book
    before one of them came to be.

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