Father, Teach Us to Make the Days Count, a Mimi and Popo Day...

Chris Rice, Life Means So Much

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This song never ceases to bless my heart...

 

It wasn't that long ago I packed our four daughters into our van and took them to see Chris Rice at a free day time lunch concert at Chik-Fil-A at the mall. 

 

Now, over twenty-something years later our daughters are all adults, last month our second born dear daughter, Joycie had surgery.  An all day surgery lasting 8 long hours...The kind of thing where you have your phone right there, waiting on updates from our son in law, making sure our loved one gets out of anesthesia alright and then we hear...They are trying to help her with the pain etc....It seems like forever before Joycie is in her room.  Our loving family is sticking together taking care of their little boy, our precious grandson during this brief time.   I will call him once again....Little Batman.

Here's some clips of a most countable day with Little Batman.

 

This could also be called....A Day in the Life of a Mimi and a Popo

 

I loved these shots...

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Little Batman so blessed my heart as he asks...Would you like for me to carry that for you? 

 

My favorite fabric store in downtown is sadly closing down...Oh my heart.   This place is older, almost 50 years in business, there is a separate huge room attached to this one with all kinds of cottons and decorating fabric...The fixtures, oh my the fixtures!   There are wood fixtures painted that beautiful ballet pink...Very vintage. 

Waiting patiently for the cashier to check us out...

It's okay, Mimi...I've got it.

 

What shall we do now?   Popo suggests as I twisted his arm ; )   How about some ice cream? 

 

Life means so much...

 

Little Batman says like a little man...Are ya'll ready for some ice cream? 

 

 

  

Oh how the camera in my mind and heart were clicking shots and recording here...Making the day count. 

 

I am beginning to learn that it is the sweet, simple things of life which are the real ones after all.   ~Laura Ingalls Wilder

 

 

 

I could paint these shots, it's so typical of little children, the dance they do in Life.  May we learn from them?  

 

While Little Batman was here, one of our other grown daughters, Zuzu who lives close by invited Little Batman over to play with our other two little grandsons, Christopher Robin and Little Jay Jay.

What's there not to love about three little cousins playing in a sprinkler?   Maybe some of us should go out and play in the sprinkler?    That would be so fun!  I think we would laugh and laugh!  We could march around and not care.

 

So sweet and carefree.   How about we be like that too? 

 

I hope you enjoy the Chris Rice song and our little adventure with Little Batman and that praise to the Lord that all is well.   

 

 

Phillippians 2:3-5   Do nothing from selfish ambition or conceit, but in humility count others more significant than yourselves.  Let each of you look not only to his own interests, but also to the interests of others. 

 

 

I hope you all are doing well.    God has shown me to just live slowly, not spend too much time online and live in His Peace.  ...Making the day count. 

Amen.  

To be glad of life because it gives you the chance to love and to work and to play and to look up at the  stars...and to spend as much time as you can, with body and with spirit, in God's out-of-doors---these are little guideposts on the footpath to peace.    ~Henry Van Dyke

 

 

 

Our Sweet Liesl, who teaches us true and unconditional love many a day.

 

Signing off from My Forest Cathedral       ~Amelia

80th Anniversary of D-Day and a Few Thoughts and Memories

 48 of My Comrades are Buried There

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Oh my heart!  God of Our Fathers with Lyrics and Graphics

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 Oh let's appreciate our vets!  Please appreciate them!   

One of the sweetest memories of meeting a vet was of having the privilege of meeting 'Sy' (short for a Polish name) at the nursing home I volunteered at...Oh what a handsome thing he was even in later years within months of his death, blue eyes, tall  like Jimmy Stewart sitting there in his wheelchair and a sweet, sweet humble spirit.  He was missing part of one of his legs.   He tells so preciously tells of the liberation of Normandy, oh what a love.   He told of sleeping in one of the great cathedrals in Normandy with his fellow comrades...When he  got home to our old town, his family did not have a phone.  He got to the front door with his duffle bag over his shoulder...and knocked.  Can you imagine?  Our old office converted from an old convent of all things is probably right near his old home...Oh the prayers that must have gone up in that old town.   

 

In our family we *love* our vets.  When we see those hats we grab onto those loves!   

 

 

 

Here are a few blogs on how we love our vets.   The first is a "normal" day in smalltown with our secondborn daughter, Joycie when we used to go to the store together when she was single.  (so fun).   We spied our vet that day...You can read here and see the pics...

  So Great, A Hero at Our Grocery Store on this "Ordinary Day" 

 

 

Some of you have probably already seen the following two, these are of Janie, our firstborn visiting Pearl Harbor on the anniversary there.  She volunteered with the Greatest Generation.  One of the volunteers, "Uncle Bob"....we loved talking on the phone with him, we'd sing Happy Birthday and he would sing to us "Frank Sinatra style" songs...And he was pretty good too! 

 

The Greatest Generation 

More of the Greatest Generation 

 

 

Signing off from My Forest Cathedral...

Thank you and God bless to all of our Veterans!   Our family appreciates you so much!!!

~Amelia