Embarrassed Again

Embarrassed Again

 

 

 

Embarrassed Again

A few years ago  I somehow thought “Father’s Day” was a week earlier than it actually was.  In fact, it was a week later. Which is surprising for me because I have a tendency to be a little late. 

My husband and I spent the whole weekend having an enjoyable Father’ day celebration. We went to church, and as we walked home I mentioned it, Lyle, how strange it was no one talked about Father’s day, to which he replied: “It’s usually Mother’s day everyone makes a fuss over, not Father’s day.” We laughed at that observation, had a lovely afternoon meal and he had a Father’s day nap.

Later in the evening, we were to Skype with our daughter in California. She phoned to coordinate our time for later in the evening. I asked her if she had read the Father’s day blog? She started Laughing and said she had forgotten it was Father’s day herself.

Earlier in the afternoon, she reminded her husband to call his dad and wish him a good day, which he did. He called his father who was vacationing in Finland and wished him a happy Father’s day; it was then they found out it was the wrong weekend. Who knew?

My husband Lyle’s was happy, that year he got to enjoy two weekends of Father’s day. I was thrilled because for once I was prepared early; I seem to be the last minute rose.

I am a procrastinator and I tend to get motivated under pressure, but it has also caused many problems. You know, “When in trouble, fear or doubt, run in circles, scream and shout!!”

I have learned over the years that God is my refuge in the circumstances, troubles and mistakes I often find myself in. He is the one person I count on. His Love and forgiveness if constant, forever and eternal. ©

Jesus is the same yesterday, today and forever. Hebrews 13:8

All is well, God is in control

Are you a procrastinator or a planner? Do you ever misjudge your time? Like me?

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Thank you, dear friends, for spending your time with me.
 I love you all and am praying. 
 
HUGS,
Lovingly, Karan

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  • Karen

    😊❤️❤️ Love your stories !! Laughter is the best medicine and God is the best doctor ❤️ Have a good week

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  • Everyday Heroes

    Everyday Heroes

     

     

    Reflections: Everyday Heroes

    Every year, as we celebrated Memorial Day, I honor those who have to serve and all who continue their service. My heart is full of respect and admiration as I looked at these fine men and women in our military.

    I wonder what would cause them to volunteer to serve his country and go into harm’s way for others. To stand and fight for people he does not know so they can enjoy the safety and freedom he loves.

    In our country, we with various opinions on our government and military, we often debate about sending our soldiers to countries that are far away from our everyday lives.  Have we forgotten what life would be like for we fought here in America?

    Is it the strong determination of character to serve God and to do what is right because he loves his country and family? They say, “Freedom is never free,” but there is always a price… physically, mentally and emotionally. I am humbled and honored by these brave soldiers who fight for my peace and freedom.

    May God bless the men and women of the military who serve quietly, unselfishly, giving their time and extras to bringing a better life for someone else?  To allow people to see what real freedom looks like.  

           Aesop said many years ago, “No act of kindness, no matter how small is ever wasted”

    This is the American spirit, which is the heart and soul of our soldiers and the people in these countries cannot ever forget them. ©

     “Christ paid a price I could never pay to give me life I did not deserve”. I am loved and blessed.

    Thank You to all who serve, I am praying for you!

    Thank you all for stopping by, have a great weekend. Hugs

    Lovingly, Karan

     

     

     

    Mother’s Day

     

     

    Reflections:

    I have wonderful memories of an extraordinary woman who loved, encouraged and shared her life with me, my Canadian mother-in-law. Although she was opposite to my mother, the one bond they each had in common was their love of God, and for me.

    As I have gotten more mature, I can see more clearly how God has made impossibilities, possible. He had a plan before I was born, and knew what I would need to grow closer to Him.

    Jeremiah 29:11 (NLT)

    11 For I know the plans I have for you,” says the Lord. “They are plans for good and not for disaster, to give you a future and a hope.

    He saw me and loved me when others thought I was a mistake; He had a plan. He knew the mother I need to help me through life. (Although when I hit my teens, I was sure he had given me someone else’s mother.) He also knew who my dear mother-in-law would be too.

    mom gleddie2Hedevig was a tall, kind, and a gentle Danish woman who loved her home and family. She taught me how to cook, clean, bake those wonderful Danish pastries and pies. I learned to can food, make jams, jellies, pickles, and how to freeze and blanch vegetables. I learned how to garden too.

    There was never anyone turned away from her home, generous hospitality, delicious meals, and beautiful table settings.

    Our homes were on the same property, and we would see each other daily. She was a wealth of knowledge and made learning fun. She became my second mother, mentor, and friend.

    As the years past, three daughters were born to our family, and they loved their grandmother very much. In fact, every day after school they would stop at Grandma’s for cookies and tea, play a game of Sorry or Trouble, and then come home. She always had a listening ear and encouraging word and many hugs. It was as though it was their particular time to have Grandma all to themselves.

    Over the next few years, she endured severe illness, and like the family, we rode the roller coaster of extreme disappointments. My daughters would still visit Grandma after school every day; however they would set the cookies on the table, make the tea, set the games up, and she would come and set with them and watch as they played. Over a cup of tea, sweetened with laughter they enjoyed their time together

    Hedevig was a beautiful pianist, organist, and singer. And that gift was passed on to her children and grandchildren. I loved to listen as she sat and played the piano for hours in her home. I would go over to her house on the corner of the ranch yard and quietly enjoy my own concert. It always brought comfort to her soul as well as mine.

    She endured great physical pain and showed grace throughout the illness. Always knowing God loved her and had faith he had a perfect plan for her.

    My mother’s gifts, have given me a lifetime of wonderful memories that are worth more to me than silver and gold. I have been blessed.©

    Wishing everyone a wonderful weekend as we remember our mother’s.

    Hugs

    Lovingly, Karan

    Thank you, dear friends, for spending your time with me, Have a wonderful weekend. I would love to hear your special memories of your Mother.

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  • Anne Denmark

    Karen, I have heard you share often about the many qualities of your mother-in-law! What a sweet blessing. You are now passing those along to your own three daughters. You are a terrific mother.

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  •    Who Am I?            

    Who Am I?

     

    Who Am I

    The quote, “Collect moments, not things” is what vacation, family, and friends are all about.

    I find it hard to express the wonderful opportunity that has been given me to make new memories with the ones I love over the last month.

    First to California, later sailing up the west coast to Victoria, B.C. with my sister and brother -in -law, and then continuing to the San Juan Islands in Washington. I will be here for another week.

    Last week as I was writing a new blog and ready to send, I noticed I had no internet. So you will get this one a week later.

    May 3, 2019

    Today everywhere I look it is water the great expanse of the ocean.  It is hard to fathom the magnitude, scope, and extent of the Lords’s mighty hand.  To realize all of this is preserved by his perfect will, as he holds me tight, sheltered from the storm.

    In this spot, he sees me a speck of humanity floating on the sea and cares, loves and watches over me. I am secure in his arms.©

    David writes in Psalm 24:1,  The earth is the Lord’s, and everything in it

    I wonder do I grasp the greatness of God’s kindness? Everything I have comes from God’s mercy, and he gives me the joy of his blessings.

     1 Chronicle 29:14

    But who am I, and who are my people, that we could give anything to you? Everything we have has come from you, and we give you only what you first gave us! 

                     God’s timing is perfect, He is in control of history and
     He weaves together our lives in his plan.  

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    Thank you, dear friends, for spending your time with me.
     I love you all and am praying. 
     
    HUGS,
    Lovingly, Karan

    Where did you learn this?

    Happy Easter have a fabulous weekend with family and friends! Hugs

     

     

     

    Where did you learn this?

    I was standing before the window of an art store where a picture of the Crucifixion of our Lord was on exhibition.  As I gazed, I was aware of the approach of another, and turning, beheld a little lad gazing also intently at the picture.  Noticing that this mite of humanity was a street boy, I thought I would speak to him; so I asked, pointing at the picture, “Do you know who He is?”

    “Yes,” came a quick response; “That’s our Savior,” with a mingled look of pity and surprise that I should not know what the picture represented.

    With an obvious desire to enlighten me further, he continued, after a pause; “Them’s Roman soldiers, the Roman soldiers, and,” with a long drawn sigh, “that woman crying there is His mother.”

    He waited, obviously for me to question him further, then thrust his hand in his pockets, and with a reverent and subdued voice and tear-stained face added, “They killed Him, Mister.  Yes, sir, they killed Him.”

    I looked at the little dirty, rugged fellow and asked, “where did you learn this?’

    At the Mission Sunday school,” was the reply.

    Full of thoughts regarding the benefits of the Mission Sunday schools, I turned and resumed my walk, leaving the little lad still looking at the picture, I had not walked a block when I heard his childish voice calling, “Mister! Say, Mister! ” I turned.  He was running toward me but paused;   then up went his little hand, and with a triumphant sound in his voice and now radiant face, he said, “ I want to tell you:He Arose Again, He Is Alive!”   By  R.A. Torrey

    This wonderful story reminds me the Grave is empty, and Jesus lives and is alive today. I know that my hope, salvation and constant care comes from Him. He loves me, forgives me and loves me.

    He is my security, He is Enough!

    Happy Easter, He Has Risen!

    Lovingly, Karan

    Thank you for sharing your time with me today dear friend. What brings delight and Joy to your life?

    Do you have a favorite Easter story?

    I would love to hear your thoughts as we share our journey.

     

     

     

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  • Janet Cordes

    Wonderful story Happy Easter👋😇

  • Joanna

    Happy Easter dear Karan, so excited to see you next week.

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