We already celebrated 25 years of marriage with a cruise last March.
But today is the actual day!
Sometimes, in all the busy-ness, our marriage feels a little like Tevya's and Golda's, from Fiddler on the Roof. With our anniversary looming, it seemed an appropriate choice for us to perform at the last Light of Christ Talent Show!
A cord of three strands is not easily broken.
Ecclesiastes 4:12b
So grateful for that third cord, Jesus Christ, who holds us together when we start to fray.
And so grateful for my good, generous, faithful, funny, providing, honoring, wise and loving husband!
Oh hear those snowplows rumblin'
Snow tum-tumblin' too
Come on it's lovely weather
To stay inside together with you...
Outside the snow is fallin'
And friends are callin'
"Stay home!"
Come on it's cozy weather
For a board game together
With all.
Bundle up, bundle up, bundle up, let's go
To play in the snow.
There's feet of it on
The driveway for to blow...
Bundle up, bundle up, bundle up, it's great
To live in this state.
We all
Think it's cool
There's no school
And we all get to sleep in late!
Our cheeks are nice and rosy
We're comfy cozy inside
We've got a fire in the fireplace
While the wind howls so loudly outside
Oh hear those snowplows rumblin'
Snow tum-tumblin' too
Come on it's lovely weather
To stay inside together with you!
Tune: "Sleigh Ride"
Lyrics: Mine, with apologies!
First Snow
Lighter than thistledownBlown by a fairy, Fine flakes of snow fall throughSpace grey and airy.
Whiter than lily thatBlows sweet in summer,This first snow of winter,This gentle newcomer.
from Fairies and Suchlike, by Ivy O. Eastwick
...to come see The Wizard of Oz! Opening Night is tonight; there are two shows tomorrow and one on Sunday afternoon. Enjoy the photos while we put on the show!As Mayor of the Munchkin CityIn the county of the Land of OzI welcome you most regally...Barrister: But we've got to verify it legallyTo seeMayor: To seeBarrister: If sheMayor: If sheBarrister: Is morally, ethicallyCity Father:
In honor of the last day of National Poetry month...I just had to post these lines from e.e. cummings!Father Rooster read them in his sermon last Sunday, quoting from Richard John Neuhaus's little book As I Lay Dying: Meditations Upon Returning. They speak so eloquently of the things that keep us from really living in the present moment:whereling whenlings(daughters of ifbut offsprings of
To kick off National Poetry Month, here's one I've been been meaning to post. It'll give you a little empathy for your kids who are struggling with spelling!I take it you already knowOf tough and bough and cough and dough.Others may stumble but not you,On hiccough, through, lough and thorough.Well done! And now you wish, perhaps,To learn of less familiar traps. Beware of heard, a
The weather has turned windy, rainy and cold this weekend, and I am mournfully saying goodbye to the beautiful autumn foliage....
Leavesby E.L. Brady
How silently they tumble downAnd come to rest upon the groundTo lay a carpet, rich and rare,Beneath the trees without a care,Content to sleep, their work well done,Colors gleaming in the sun. At other times, they wildly flyUntil they nearly reach
Congratulations to you and Papa Rooster!
I love that song!!
Thanks, Crystal! I am looking forward to them!
~Jeanne