Monthly Archives: September 2007

Never Forget Them

The continuation of the story from the last post was what I had planned to write about today, not making the connection ahead of time what today actually is. Right now it just seems a little hollow and inappropriate to finish that story in light of today’s anniversary; I’ll continue it next time. By the way, there’s a link to a great web site at left; you may have heard about it this week.

Like almost every American, I’ll never forget where I was when I first heard the news. David was driving me to my job at Cargill Associates; we were on Alta Mesa Boulevard in Fort Worth when Jody Dean came on the radio and announced a plane’s fate – of course, soon known as the “first plane.” Then as the morning unfolded in the office, each horrific event came across the radios, TVs, and computers that we were all glued to.

And I’m wondering about you…where were you that day?

Be still, and know that I am God; I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth. Psalm 46:10

Making Seuss Proud

Here’s a first in the long history of this blog: we had a tie in the funniest word poll. Apparently you voters were steadfastly divided between the words “razzlefrazzle” and “foofaraw.” (sigh) Ah, Dr. Seuss would be proud of your taste.

Tonight I was talking with a good (and very funny) friend named Libby. Something that happened to her recently reminded me of a “no recovery” embarrassing moment I had long ago at Jack & Jill Donuts in Abilene. –What? I’ve never told you about that? Well…it was late one week night… Oops, gotta go. Maybe next time.

In the meantime, if you haven’t had a chance yet take your shot at naming the next Indiana Jones movie in the new poll. Spielberg is anxiously awaiting the verdict.

Target and Garrr, Part II

On Wednesday I said that I would let you know what happened at Target. Here it is.

This Tuesday night, I stopped in at Target as a break during a road trip. That’s a great place for a break– right, any ladies reading this? As I was shopping I came across a particular lady – a stranger – a couple of times. Not much interaction, maybe a smile and a few words. The next time our paths crossed in the store, somehow we struck up a conversation. And somehow I went from stranger to confidant in no time flat. She opened up to me about struggles she’s had lately. The flow of the conversation then shifted easily to God; she heard some simple words from me that she said she’d needed to hear. …And shortly afterwards our paths parted. I felt joy in being used by Him in a small way.

Now, some of you may be saying to yourselves, “What–that was it? Why did you make a big deal about this in the last post?” And you’re right. It shouldn’t be an unusual event. I didn’t tell you about this to sound like a great Christian. The point is that this was somewhat unusual for me–I often use shyness as an excuse– and happenings like this could be a daily occurance for any Christian. The truth is that usually I’m too busy or lazy to share with others.

But it did happen so easily this time. As I continued driving, I thought about why that might be. (Do you ever over-analyze things afterward? =) ) Of course, the main reason for this meeting was that it was God’s will and He orchestrated it. No question about that. Beyond that, though… my mind drifted back to earlier in the day. During my significant length of time in the car that day, I found myself listening a lot to a great CD by Daniel Kirkley. By the way, if you happen to be looking for a Christian version of Josh Groban, he’s it. But because of things like listening to him, I spent a lot of time with God. I walked, well–drove with Him through most of the trip. Sadly enough, sometimes it takes hours in a car for me to be focused on God throughout the day! By the time my car took a breather at Target, however, the overflow passed on to this woman was natural.

Wow…have you ever noticed that sometimes the simplest, most basic lessons have to be learned over and over again? As I neared home I was reminded of my second favorite passage: “Be joyful always, pray continually; give thanks in all circumstances, for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus.” – 1Thessalonians 5:16-18 (italics mine) When I simply show up and keep in step with God throughout the day, those “chance” meetings seem to happen so naturally. I pray that every morning I answer His invitation to join Him on the walk.

(P.S. Happy Anniversary to my parents and to Daniel and Kara.)

Target and Garrr, Part I

The “garrs” have spoken: International Talk Like a Pirate Day has won as the Best Non-Major Holiday. I’ll make sure I remind ye all when the day arrives, mateys. Speaking of speaking, if you go to and click on “Preferences,” in the language menu you can choose such languages as “Elmer Fudd” and “Pig Latin.” Also, a new poll is now in place.

As for the “Target” part of the title, I wish I had time right now to tell you what happened there last night. Hopefully soon I can fill you in.

Across the Miles…

Happy Labor Day weekend to you all–any fun plans?

And…Happy 64th Birthday, Daddy (Sunday)! I hope it’s a great day for you. You’re the best father a daughter could hope for. I just wish I could be there for you today, the way you’ve been there for me.

P.S. To the (ahem) talented poet who has the most recent comment on “Poet, Interrupted,” calling herself “number 1” – not Commander Ryker, I assume…if you want to rejoice in being old(er) than me, have at it. =) hee hee By the way, thanks for letting me share birthday parties with you (picture at right).