Meditation Musing~Your Choice

17 Jan

My Take

DiVoran Lites

Reblogged 1/16/2020

Palmetto walk

 

My Dear Child,

Sometimes you suddenly realize that you’re going the wrong way. Perhaps you see that your motive isn’t clear or that your attitude is unproductive. That is when you know you’ve been veering onto the rebel way. Don’t allow this process of conviction, which is a good thing, to start you down the slippery slope of guilt and self-pity, which is the biggest possible waste of life. The deeper you go into negative thinking, the harder it is to back out. Don’t dwell on making things right with everyone. I will guide you well in My own time and in My own way and you will be astonished at what I do for you and for them.

Get back with Me as soon as possible. The need for confession came from me. I’m on the case, and I will steer you right, if you will let me. Don’t try to figure things out on your own. Even though you are a temple for My Spirit, you are yet human. Christian maturity is different from human maturity. In human maturity you become more independent, in my Kingdom you become increasingly dependent on Me.

As soon as you see your trespass face it and let me help you. Acknowledge that you have been forgiven ever since I died to atone for all Sin. But if you wish to feel forgiven then forgive everyone who has ever offended or hurt you. Know, too, that because I have been gracious enough to uncover your error, I am already nudging you back onto the joy path and giving you the strength to proceed. As you travel you’ll find new adventures and trials, but you will get in the habit of letting Me handle them with you. My joy and strength awaits.

“The joy of the lord is my strength.”

Nehemiah 8:9-11

Music

 

Author, Poet and Artist

DiVoran has been writing for most of her life. Her first attempt at a story was when she was seven years old and her mother got a new typewriter. DiVoran got to use it and when her dad saw her writing he asked what she was writing about. DiVoran answered that she was writing the story of her life. Her dad’s only comment was, “Well, it’s going to be a very short story.” After most of a lifetime of writing and helping other writers, DiVoran finally launched her own dream which was to write a novel of her own. She now has her Florida Springs trilogy and her novel, a Christian Western Romance, Go West available on Amazon. When speaking about her road to publication, she gives thanks to the Lord for all the people who helped her grow and learn.  She says, “I could never have done it by myself, but when I got going everything fell beautifully into place, and I was glad I had started on my dream.”

Blurred Days and Hot Cheese

16 Jan

On the Porch

Onisha Ellis

This has been a busy week, but the only way I can remember why, is to look at the list of appointments on my calendar. PLEASE tell me I am not the only one who has do this. The days and weeks fly leaving blurred impressions.

Image by Pexels from Pixabay

Monday I had a mid-morning eye appointment that involved driving out of town, followed by a trip to Sam’s Club to pick up heavy whipping cream, a Keto staple. Made it home, had lunch, took a little rest then it was time to begin supper prep.

Tuesday I worked at our church food pantry, Compassion house.

It was so busy I didn’t get my coffee break until it was over. Whew! I am sad that people in our community need help with food, but I am thrilled for the opportunity to be a part of this ministry.

Wednesday- now that is a mystery. I know I woke up, I know I did stuff around the house. I do not know what it was. I DO remember making supper.

Have you ever eaten Country Ham Smoked Gouda Mac and Cheese? The first time I had it was in Charleston, South Carolina at Poogan’s Porch restaurant. I was hooked and searched online for the recipe. You can find it here.

Recipe Direct has the same version in a smaller quantity and without the cayenne pepper.

We eat Keto and for supper Wednesday I planned bacon wrapped chicken tenders and the Poogan’s Porch Country Ham, Smoked Gouda Mac and Cheese (substituted cauliflower because everything Keto substitutes with cauliflower). Except the gouda was not smoked, instead it was smoking’.

When my daughter bought it at Aldi, she didn’t notice the red flecks scattered throughout. No worries, I said to myself, I will just leave out the cayenne pepper.

I should have worried. After slicing off a piece to sample, I needed water-STAT.

My husband is not a fan of hot foods so a recipe change was in order. I decided to use half gouda, half cheddar and 2 ounces of cream cheese. The dish turned out sopping delicious but it still had some heat. I am not patient when a recipe calls for simmering until the sauce is reduced by half. Consequently the consistency was more soupy than I would like.

But I found a bright side. I have quite a bit of the sauce left over and tonight I plan to add pizzaz to steamed broccoli by spooning some of the sauce over the ho-hum veggie. The sauce will make its next appearance mixed with shredded chicken and served over Zeroodles with Oat Fiber. You can buy them on Amazon but the price is insane. I buy them on Netrition.

Wednesday evening I remember vividly. My daughter purchased a laser printer from the church rummage sale back in the fall. It is an older model but was still in the box. She tried repeatedly to set up the air print feature without success. I volunteered to try. (Note to self, never buy a Samsung or HP product.)

Samsung was bought by HP and the only way to speak with tech support is to BUY a subscription. That is insane. After spending over two hours searching online, with nerves stretched taunt, I admitted defeat. Then my husband came in and began making suggestions… We won’t go there.

Except for an early morning test that involved drinking nasty liquid, nothing exciting today. I think it is time for lunch.

How is your week going? Let me know if you try the Mac and Cheese recipe.

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.

My 2019 Great Lakes Road Trip Part 13A

15 Jan

A Slice of Life

Bill Lites

Day 13 – Sunday August 4

This morning after breakfast, I headed east some 55 miles, on I-80, to visit the Palmer Chiropractic Museum located in Davenport, IA.  Called the founder of Chiropractic, Dr. Daniel D. Palmer is said to have performed the very first Chiropractic adjustment on Harvey Lillard in 1895 there in Davenport.  Dr. Palmer and his family went on, over several generations, to create what is now known as the Palmer College of Chiropractic Academic Health Center with facilities in Iowa, Florida, and California.

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This Museum is a part of the Palmer College campus there in Davenport, and resides on two floors of the Vickie Anne Palmer Hall.  The museum showcases the evolution of Chiropractic and its impact on overall health that is said to have helped start a revolution in health care in the early 1900s.  Over the years the Palmer family has been avid collectors of Chiropractic artifacts, and the museum displays many of these artifacts and memorabilia from around the world.

While I was looking for the Bix Beiderbecke Museum, also located in Davenport, I passed an Irish Memorial and stopped to take a photo.  This outdoor memorial was erected by the local St. Patrick Society and honors the many brave men, women, and children who, in the 19th century, left their homes in Ireland and traveled to America to start a new life.

The Bix Beiderbecke Museum resides on the first floor of the River Music Experience Building where exhibits, artifacts and musical scores of this legendary jazz musician/composer are displayed.  A re-creation of the Hudson Lake Casino stage, where Bix performed with his cornet, shows Bix in his prime and the museum will appeal to many jazz lovers and enthusiasts. 

Now I headed northeast on US-67, following the western bank of the Mississippi River, to visit the Buffalo Bill Cody Homestead located in Princeton, IA.  Located just north of Le Claire, on the Mississippi River, this original boyhood home of Buffalo Bill was built by his parents Isaac & Mary Cody in 1847.  The house is furnished with period furniture and artifacts, that tell the story of the young Bill and his brother Samuel, growing up fishing and swimming in the nearby Mississippi River. Interestingly, I saw more live Buffalo here at the homestead than I did last year on my road trip thru the Dakotas, Montana, and Wyoming.

I had to backtrack a few miles south, on US-67, to find the I-80 bridge across the Mississippi River.  As I was passing thru Le Claire, IA on my way to I-80, I happened to spot the Buffalo Bill (Regional History) Museum and stopped to check it out.  This small museum is located right on the Mississippi River, and consists of artifacts, exhibits, and memorabilia related to the history of famous people from Le Claire, such as Buffalo Bill Cody (showman), James Ryan (inventor), and James B. Eads (engineer).  The 1869 steam-powered paddlewheel towboat “Lone Star” is part of the museum, and is located adjacent to the museum in a special pier. 

After crossing the Mississippi River into Illinois, I headed southeast, another 20 miles or so on I-80, to visit the Geneseo Historical Museum located in Geneseo, IL.  The museum is housed in the family home George Richards built in 1855, shortly after the railroad came to Geneseo.  The museum is appointed with period furnishings, and displays artifacts and memorabilia related to the early history of Geneseo and the surrounding area.  It has been rumored that this house was one of the many stations on the “Underground Railroad” used by run-a-way slaves, on their way to Canada, during the Civil War.

Next I headed east on I-80 and south on SR-78 to visit the Johnson-Sauk Trail State Park located just south of Annawan, IL.  The reason for this small side trip was to check out the unusual barn structure that I saw when I was researching this area of my trip.

This park is located on 1365 acres in the north-central Illinois area, formerly referred to as the Great Willow Swamp.  The area is a favorite for camping, fishing, hiking, and nature enthusiasts.  It was initially part of the Great Northwest Territory, claimed by the French, until after the French and Indian War.  In 1765 the land was ceded to Great Britain, where it became part of the Northwest Territory, and finally the Illinois Territory, until Illinois gained it’s statehood in 1818.

—–This day’s activities will be continued next week—–

Bill is a retired Mechanical engineer living with his wonderful artist/writer wife, DiVoran, of 61 years in Titusville, Florida. He was born and raised in the Southwest, did a tour of duty with the U.S. Navy, attended Northrop University in Southern California and ended up working on America’s Manned Space Program for 35 years. He currently is retired and spends most of his time building and flying R/C model airplanes, traveling, writing blogs about his travels for Word Press and supporting his wife’s hobbies with framing, editing and marketing.  He also volunteers with a local church Car Care Ministry and as a tour guide at the Valiant Air Command Warbird Museum there in Titusville.  Bill has two wonderful children, two outstanding grandchildren, and a loving sister and her husband, all of whom also live in Central Florida, so he and DiVoran are rewarded by having family close to spend lots of quality time with.

 

Bill

 

                         One of Bill’s favorite Scriptures is:  John 10:10

13 Jan

My Take

DiVoran Lites

Animal, Butterfly, Insect, Animal World, Macro, Wing

Photo Credit Pixabay

My Windows 10 had a nervous breakdown last week and it was impossible to use the email system. I come to my computer several times each day because I like to keep in touch with friends, write blogs, go to sites such as Fantastic Fiction and from there to the library site. But this new thing…no one in the family had the time to fix it, though our dear daughter tried. She got me a work-around, but I wasn’t up to using it correctly. 

At last I decided that I would take it to the shop. We do have a reliable business that we frequent, but hopefully not too frequently. The best thing that could happen was that the dear men there would know how to put everything back together perfectly and clean up all the mistakes I’d made and things I’d clicked on that I didn’t need and just make the whole thing work as it did when it was pristine and new and just set up to meet all my needs. I loved the thought of that.  

Bill took the cpu, in case you don’t know that’s the black box where all the real mischief goes on and he was going to the town where our heroes who could fix things lived. They said they would call when it was all over. I looked forward to it every day, but meanwhile I seemed to have more time to read and paint and to tend to the grass I’m growing for my cat Thea, who loves a bite of freshly cut wheat grass whenever she can get it. 

 I painted one side of our  cement brick mailbox stand because Bill had just installed a new mailbox and I had to put on a new lighthouse. Even though I had a little fall out into the street I was able to pick myself up and dust myself off, though there is a bit more work to do on it.  I’ll paint the other sides when I get a chance, please don’t let my computer go back to the shop to prompt me. 

After several phone calls which drove me to my stress gummies (really Rescue Pastilles which are all natural and WORK!) time finally came to go to the next town and pick up the computer. We got it, got home, and I crawled around on the floor trying to match all the plug-ins. Bill has had too many surgeries to be a floor crawler. Anyhow I got them all plugged in and went to town on the computer. But before I’d been at it five minutes, things began to show up that I wasn’t familiar with.  It was like a brand-new computer, but one that hadn’t been personalized for me. It wasn’t the shop’s fault. They are good at what they do, but it was just that things were different from what I had grown used to. That evening I was getting error messages galore. I decided to put the whole thing in God’s hands and go watch, “Out of Africa.” Lo and behold when I turned on the computer today all that mush was gone and my email at least was working fine. I’m writing this in email mode right now. Because I don’t know the ins and outs of using the writing program they left me with after my Office Suite left town. They do that when you remove everything. There was a SIMILAR program that would do most of the same things.  I wouldn’t have to bother with paying every month for something I had once owned. If you own yours you will not have to go to the new constraints as long as you don’t lose it. You own it.  

Well, I suppose after a year, I could probably get familiar with Open Office.  I’ve become familiar with two others and used lots of stress gummies and prayer along the way. It took YEARS! I don’t want to learn new programs, I want to write.

  But no, I’m just not going to be able to live with it. I got Pandora back, thank the good Lord, and lots of things are working well, but there are new kids on the block and they seem like horrid bugs. Now don’t get me wrong I like almost all kinds of bugs and once had my own private shelf full in empty plastic candy boxes. I think it will take a while until I can learn things properly. I hope I’ll still have time to give Thea her grass treats, paint a bit, read a lot.

But I’m definitely going to get the Office thingy back even if I have to fork out the dough to do it. Oh, and I can’t get the free Grammerly in Open Office either. You can probably tell. 

Thanks for hanging in there with me.

Author, Poet and Artist

DiVoran has been writing for most of her life. Her first attempt at a story was when she was seven years old and her mother got a new typewriter. DiVoran got to use it and when her dad saw her writing he asked what she was writing about. DiVoran answered that she was writing the story of her life. Her dad’s only comment was, “Well, it’s going to be a very short story.” After most of a lifetime of writing and helping other writers, DiVoran finally launched her own dream which was to write a novel of her own. She now has her Florida Springs trilogy and her novel, a Christian Western Romance, Go West available on Amazon. When speaking about her road to publication, she gives thanks to the Lord for all the people who helped her grow and learn.  She says, “I could never have done it by myself, but when I got going everything fell beautifully into place, and I was glad I had started on my dream.”

NAME THAT TUNE

12 Jan

SUNDAY MEMORIES

Judy Wills

I’ve mentioned before that shortly after we moved to Florida, we joined the church where we now worship.  And within six months of that time, I became the church secretary.

Within a year, two of our pastors had left for other churches – our Minister of Music and our Youth Pastor.  Our current Minister of Music, Rick, came to us within a year of that time.

Rick

One day he came to me with an idea of having the congregation “vote on” or suggest their top 10 favorite hymns, and we would present the “winners” one Sunday at a time, for 10 Sundays.  He would give the background of the hymn, i.e. when it was written, who wrote it, if there was any kind of story or history behind the writing or composing of that hymn, and then give the title of the hymn, and we would sing it.

And so we put together an insert to the bulletin for several Sundays, asking the congregation to give us their favorite hymn titles.  Rick then compiled the list of those hymns submitted, and came up with the final 10 favorites.  The list of favorites was quite extensive.

And then he gave me a threat – “If you tell ANYONE what the favorites are, I will do you bodily harm!!”  And then we both laughed.  But it gave me a good reason to NOT tell anyone what the finalists were.  And I did have several people ask me if I knew what the top 10 were.  Of course!  I said.  But Rick threatened me with bodily harm if I spilled the beans!

I found it fun, and the congregation thoroughly enjoyed finding out, Sunday by Sunday, something about the hymns we were singing.  That always seems to mean more when we sing a song, and know the history behind it.  And Rick always told the history of the hymn before he announced the title. 

I must admit that I don’t remember in what order those hymns were, but Rick started with number 10, and worked his way up to number one – one each Sunday.

That final Sunday was full of suspense.  And Rick really did it up right.  He began with, “the Number One Hymn chosen by most of you…well, could it be Jesus Loves Me?”  I heard a collective “ohh” from the congregation.  

“Or could it be How Great Thou Art?”  Another collective “ohh” from the congregation.

But then he said. “Or could it be Amazing Grace?”  The collective “ohh” was louder this time.  And then he began telling the story/history of a song, and finally said, “Yes, it is Amazing Grace.”  I could almost hear a collective chuckle from the congregation.  

It was a fun – and informative – time for our congregation.  So many of the songs we sing are just songs we sing.  This gave us some background into how and why composers and song-writers do what they do.  The inspiration behind the songs we do sing.  It really brings meaning to the music we sing.

To God Be The Glory

Judy is living in Central Florida with her retired U.S. Air Force husband of 50+ years. Born in Dallas, Texas, she grew up in the Southwestern United States.She met her husband at their church, where he was attending the university in her town. After college and seminary, he entered the Air Force, and their adventures began.They lived in eight of our United States, and spent six years in Europe, where their oldest daughter was born. She was a stay-at-home mom for many years .

  Judy has always been involved with music, both playing the piano and singing. Always interested in exercise, she was an aerobic dancing instructor, as well as a piano teacher for many years, and continues to faithfully exercise at home.

After moving to Central Florida, she served as a church secretary for nearly nine years.Her main hobby at this point in time is scanning pictures and 35mm slides into the computer. She also enjoys scrapbooking.She and her husband have two married daughters and four grandchildren, including grandtwins as well as a great-grandson. She and her husband enjoy the Disney parks as often as possible.

10 Jan

My Take

DiVoran Lites

Reblogged 1/10/2020

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Come Home It’s Supper Time

 

Seeking:
Father God, Lord Jesus, Holy Spirit, I hunger and thirst for familiarity with you.

Finding:
My Beloved Child,
Come home. I smooth your path by removing the rocks, grading the gravel, and filling the ruts. I take down gates that block your way to Me. I open trails so that you may experience the good things I have laid out for you along the way.
I give you peace. I fulfil all my promises. I never give up on you. I support you so that you will never give up on Me.
Stay on the path I created for you. Check directional signs and walk at a steady pace. Do not rush and hurry, instead let me give you my rhythm and keep you steady.
I bless the generations coming after you so they will know Me in ways I’ve never been known before.
You are my own people. My arms are open to you and to any friends you want to bring along. I provide light, fresh air, food and water. I have a place of rest for you. I will save them and preserve you forever.

 

Memories Made for Savoring

9 Jan

On the Porch

Onisha Ellis

Thursday and Friday are my days to post announcements and a daily Scripture verse to our North Carolina Facebook page.  Since we have taken masses of photos of the mountains during vacations over the years, I have begun trying to choose pictures of the area rather than the free photos on Pixabay.

The scripture for today is Luke 14:23

And the lord said unto the servant, Go out into the highways and hedges, and compel them to come in, that my house may be filled.

Today as I was scrolling through 2011 photos thinking surely I have photos of highways and hedges, I found pictures of a day trip we took with our grandchildren and son. 

In the summer we tried to go on an “adventure” once or twice per month. This particular day we had lunch in a picnic area with rugged stone tables, then embarked on a slow one way drive through the unpaved Heintooga Round-Bottom road. When we first discovered this drive, one drove over there stream on a concrete ford. In later years a bridge to cross the stream was built. We preferred the crossing but I am sure it was often a problem during heavy rains and runoff.

Description from the website.


This beautiful driving trail descends from the high altitudes of the Balsams down into the coves of Roundbottom and Cherokee. The road is accessible from the Blue Ridge Parkway at the Cherokee entrance of the Park. Continue all the way up to the mountaintop. Make a left turn at the Balsam Mountain Campground sign and continue until the paved road dead ends just beyond the campground. This is a one-way road so once you start there is no turning back. The first fourteen miles are bumpy, winding, and sometimes steep. When you come out of the woods, it looks like the road dead ends into the water. Actually, you drive right through the water on a concrete ford. Park here, take your shoes off, and enjoy the cool mountain water! From this point it’s a two way gravel road back to Cherokee. When you dead end into Big Cove Road take a left turn to go to Cherokee!

It was a good day filled with fun and laughter. Our “grands” are grown now and I miss those days but I am thankful for the memories. I savor them. Time passes quickly and circumstances change. Take every opportunity to make memories with loved ones and friends.

My 2019 Great Lakes Road Trip Part 12B

8 Jan

A Slice of Life

Bill Lites

Day 12 – Saturday August 3 (Continued)

Now I headed some 85 miles southeast on SR-163/US-63 to visit the Airpower Museum located in Ottumwa, IA.  I found that the Airpower Museum is actually several miles west of Ottumwa, at the Antique Airfield which is near Blakesburg, IA.  The museum is housed in a small building with aviation displays, artifacts and memorabilia dating from the early 1900s.  There is also a single small hanger adjacent to the museum building that contains several airplanes in various stages of repair or restoration.

For some of you mini-series buffs, Ottumwa happens to be the hometown of the TV series “M*A*S*H” character “Radar.”  This loveable character played the part of MASH 4077’s company clerk, and pretty much ran the outfit, until he was shipped home and replaced by another MASH character “Max Klinger.”  I was one of millions of Americans who laughed their way thru 11 fun-filled seasons with all of the MASH 4077 characters.

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Next I headed northeast on US-63/SR-92/22 to visit the Old Capital Museum located in Iowa City, IA. This museum is housed in what originally was the Iowa’s second Territorial Capital building.  The first Iowa Territorial Capital was actually established in Detroit, MI as part of the Wisconsin Territory (1834-1838).  The first Iowa Capital Building was in Burlington, IA (1839-1841), the second was Iowa City (1841-1849), and the third was Des Moines (1849-present).  When the capital of Iowa was moved to Des Moines, the Old Capital Building became the first permanent building of the University of Iowa.  The university has expanded over the years, and the museum now sits on a hill in the middle of a four-block park-like area (the Pentacrest) of the University of Iowa campus.  The museum displays many exhibits, artifacts and memorabilia related to the early history of the capital building, the university, and the state of Iowa from as far back as the mid-1800s. 

Since I was going to spend the night there in Iowa City, I just had to take the time to check out the site of what is said to be the World’s Largest Wooden Nickel.  Measuring 12’ across and tipping the scale at 4000 pounds, this unique wooden monument is said to have been erected in 2006 as a protest against Johnson county officials’ decision to raise speed limits in the area.  The half-dollar size wooden nickel I have at home is a joke, but this roadside Icon seems like a good example of a non-violent protest to me.

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Now it was time for Greta (my Garmin) to take me to the motel there in Iowa City.  After I got checked in at the motel, I headed over to Jimmy Jack’s Rib Shack for a plate of their delicious (falling-off-the-bone tender) St. Louis Ribs with baked beans, cole slaw, and a slice of their homemade honey-butter cornbread.  Boy was that YUMMMY!  This was a meal to remember, and the best thing about it is, I will be remembering it again tomorrow evening.

Photo Credit jimmy jacks rib shack in iowa city

—–To Be Continued—–

Waiting for the Library to Open

7 Jan

My Take

DiVoran Lites

Nerds of the World Unite.

At eight fifty in the morning

Before the Library Opens

People gather silently, one by one,

 To stand and wait:

Man in tee-shirt, woman in pony tail,

Care giver in scrubs,

 Grandfather and child.

Let us ring around the rosy and be merry, 

“Here we stand like birds in the wilderness,

Waiting for our food.”

Happy New Year 2020

5 Jan

SUNDAY MEMORIES

Judy Wills

I can hardly believe that another year has passed by – and it’s 2020 already!!  Remember all the “hoopla” that was made over Y2K (year 2000)?  None of that came to pass, and now it is 20 years past that!!  Amazing.  My life is whizzing by!  And this year marks 20 years since I was diagnosed with breast cancer.  WOW!

In thinking of the new year, many random thoughts have come to my mind.  I would like to share some of them.

I wrote a post on December 29, 2013 (Memories of New Years Past) about the “watchnight” service that was held each New Year’s Eve at my home church in Albuquerque, New Mexico.  Lovely memory of home.

First Baptist Church, Albuquerque credit Google Search

Another memory of New Year’s Eve watchnight service was when Fred and I were in Wiesbaden, Germany.  That New Year’s Eve, the little church we were in was having a watchnight service, and they wanted to do a skit.  They needed an “old year” grownup, and a “new year” young child.  They asked Fred to be the old year, and since our Karen was small, they thought she would be good for the “new year” child.  Fred had a fake white beard and wig to wear.  So as not to frighten Karen, we had Fred dress up in the wig and beard and then present himself to her.  She took one look at him and said, “Hi Daddy.”  So much for the disguise!  We were quite amused.  

Our church in Seaford, Virginia always had some type of watchnight service.  It wasn’t as elaborate as the one in Albuquerque – I don’t remember having a dinner or movie or games or anything.  But we did gather and prayed, shared thoughts for the new year, and frequently had the Lord’s Supper, or communion, as some call it.  Another sweet memory.  I do remember that the year Karen and Brian married (on December 30), that as we were sharing thoughts, I shared that I would have to learn to keep my mouth shut and be a good mother-in-law!

Seaford Baptist Church, Seaford, Virginia – oldest buildings

And that brings us to Orlando, Florida, where we now live. 

Because Fred and I have had such good memories of watchnight services throughout our lives, we wanted to have a service at our current church.  We really thought most churches have a service of some sort, so the first year we were in our church here, we suggested to the pastor that the church have a watchnight service.  He wasn’t very enthusiastic about it, saying they had never had one before, but if we wanted to sponsor it, he approved.  And so we spread the word, that the church would have a watchnight service, beginning at 10:30 p.m. on that New Year’s Eve.  We arrived at the church at about 10:15 p.m. and got the church ready for the service.  And we waited….and we waited….and we waited….11:00 p.m. came and went…..11:30 p.m. came and went.  And not one other person arrived.  So we went home.  And we’ve not attempted to have another watchnight service in this church since.  In a way, that hurts our hearts a bit, but then, we are now older, and enjoy being at home – and usually in bed asleep – when the clock hits 12:00 midnight each New Year.

I hope and pray that your new year is healthy and prosperous and full of the JOY OF THE LORD!

And so – HAPPY NEW YEAR 2020 from the Wills family!

May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit.

Romans 15:13

Judy is living in Central Florida with her retired U.S. Air Force husband of 50+ years. Born in Dallas, Texas, she grew up in the Southwestern United States.She met her husband at their church, where he was attending the university in her town. After college and seminary, he entered the Air Force, and their adventures began.They lived in eight of our United States, and spent six years in Europe, where their oldest daughter was born. She was a stay-at-home mom for many years .

  Judy has always been involved with music, both playing the piano and singing. Always interested in exercise, she was an aerobic dancing instructor, as well as a piano teacher for many years, and continues to faithfully exercise at home.

After moving to Central Florida, she served as a church secretary for nearly nine years.Her main hobby at this point in time is scanning pictures and 35mm slides into the computer. She also enjoys scrapbooking.She and her husband have two married daughters and four grandchildren, including grandtwins as well as a great-grandson. She and her husband enjoy the Disney parks as often as possible.

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