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Did you know that today is World Down Syndrome Day?

I think most people know of someone who lives with Down Syndrome.

I think most people can identify if an individual who lives with Down Syndrome … it is often obvious when we look at their slanted eyes.

Down Syndrome, or Trisomy 21, is a genetic condition with three, rather than two, twenty-first chromosomes. The name, came from the doctor (John Down) who is credited for identifying this as a syndrome of it’s own.

My own first encounter with an individual with Downs was a relative of my aunts. I only saw her a handful of times, but my memory of her is of how, when she entered the room, everyone else started to smile.

Growing up in a small east coast village, I attended school and church with a guy with Downs. He was the son of one of the most delightful couples I have ever known. He made friends with everyone, and he could sing any hymn in the hymn book by memory (and loud).

Even today, I get to spend part of each work day with a young man with Downs. There is not a time I see him, at school or elsewhere, when I do not receive a smile, a hug, a wave. Just last week, as we shared a laugh, I looked at him, and remembered that he lives with Downs.

You see, when you know someone who lives with Downs, you don’t see Down Syndrome in their eyes anymore …

You see love.

Unconditional.

Undeserved.

Sometimes, un-reciprocated.

Love

Don’t get me wrong, an individual with Down Syndrome can do unloving things as well …

after all,

they are only human.

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“… for this I do apologize to you and Carole …”

As I read that apology I could hear my inner voice bubbling up to the surface, mockingly stating,

“that’s it!?”

The error, made by a business who omitted their own commission in the multitude of contracts that hubby and I signed.

When the ‘deal’ was done, they discovered their commission omission, and quickly let us know what we still owed.

To say that we were shocked, would be an understatement.

A significant amount of money had already gone to grease the hands of others. Part of that money intended to insure that all i’s were dotted and all t’s were crossed.

After the shock of yet another bill was digested, we sat down to carefully, thoughtfully respond to this email announcement. We explained, right off the top, that we would certainly pay what was owed, but we also explained our disappointment, and shock that this important detail was missed, and that we were now left holding the bag.

We waited the reply …

nothing,

for five days.

Then, when it did arrive the response was,

“for this I do apologize to you and Carole …”

And that was it …

I admit, although we are more than willing, and plan to repay fully what we owe, I was hoping that the apology would eliminate the cost … after all, it was their mistake, they should have to pay for it!

Right?

And then I remembered the story, the story that reminds me that we have all made mistakes.

It is the story from Matthew 18:21-35, of the unforgiving debtor.

The story is told of a man who owed a king a butt-load of bucks that he could not repay, so the king called his loan, and said that the man, and his entire family would need to be sold into slavery to repay his debt.

The man begged the king for patience, promising to pay it all in full!

The king not only agreed, but forgave the debt completely! He was now a man freed from the chains of his debt.

What mercy this man received! He must have felt profound grace!

NOT!

This man immediately went to another man who owed him money, wrapped his hands around his throat and insisted that the man pay his debt immediately … or else!

This man begged for a little more time, promising to repay in full (sound familiar?).

And what did this man, who had just had his own debt forgiven, do?

He had the guy thrown into prison!

News of this got back to the kind, who was livid!

He had this man, whose debt he forgave, brought to him, and he let his rage loose on him.

The king said,

“You evil servant! I forgave you that tremendous debt because you pleaded with me. Shouldn’t you have mercy on your fellow servant, just as I had mercy on you?”

Then the king had this man imprisoned, and he literally took the debt from him in flesh and bone.

The parable ends with Jesus telling his disciple, Peter,

 “that’s what my heavenly Father will do to you if you refuse to forgive your brothers and sisters from your heart.”

And so, with great humility, I will accept the apology of the man who made a mistake, and forgive him. I will pay him what he is owed.

Because …

that is how my heavenly Father has dealt with my debts …

He has forgiven.

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Week Two of Lent

Please let me know if the video did not show up! And if it doesn’t, check out vimeo, and search anything for love.
Carole

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Last week I spoke of my first week, of my first experience of participating in Lent (Week One of Lent), by eliminating cream from my daily, morning coffee.

Withdrawal from what one loves can feel like a real sacrifice … until one remembers the One whose sacrifice yours is a symbol of.

This past weekend I saw a video (below), and before it was finished, I found myself thinking, what a beautiful sacrifice of love.

And sacrifice for love is what Lent leads us to understand.

Gerdi McKenna is a woman who was diagnosed with breast cancer, just this past February, in South Africa.

I cannot imagine what that news must be like.

I cannot imagine what it is like to walk with one close to me, through the journey that breast cancer leads.

Gerdi is a loved woman.

Watch the video, below, to see just how loved…

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Last week I spoke of my first week, of my first experience of participating in Lent (Week One of Lent), by eliminating cream from my daily, morning coffee.

Withdrawal from what one loves can feel like a real sacrifice … until one remembers the One whose sacrifice yours is a symbol of.

This past weekend I saw a video (below), and before it was finished, I found myself thinking, what a beautiful sacrifice of love.

And sacrifice for love is what Lent leads us to understand.

Gerdi McKenna is a woman who was diagnosed with breast cancer, just this past February, in South Africa.

I cannot imagine what that news must be like.

I cannot imagine what it is like to walk with one close to me, through the journey that breast cancer leads.

Gerdi is a loved woman.

Watch the video, below, to see just how loved she is :

What a personal sacrifice!

But, for those who participated, what seems to have taken the edge off of the very personal sacrifice is the fact that they were doing it for one they loved.

Isn’t that just how love is?

We would do anything for those we love!

And that is what Lent reminds us

That Christ would do anything for love!

But I won’t do that

Even that …

Most awful, horrible act of being sacrificed physically on a cross,

And of being separated from His Father.

That is sacrifice for love!

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As of today, the countdown really ends!

Hubby joins our younger two and myself on Spring Break (the oldest already had her reading week).

I LOVE Spring Break! It is such a productive two weeks off.

So far I have :

  • accumulated three bags of ‘stuff’ to go to the thrift store
  • purchased crack filler, and filled all holes in the room to be painted, as well as one to do touch-ups
  • had a neighbor over for dinner
  • experimented with two dinner recipes, granola bars and an apple cake
  • eliminated clothes that our son has outgrown
  • signed one kid up for summer camp and work camp
  • raked, trimmed and tidied our back garden, accumulating five garbage cans of yard waste
  • had lunch with our son
  • had lunch with our daughter, a friend and her daughter
  • had two ‘play dates’ (are they still called that when they are teens?)
  • tidied my bathroom vanity
  • and got a head cold

Every break from school results in the same scenario. I am so excited each night to have the next day off, that I struggle to get to sleep. Then, when I awaken at ungodly morning hours (like 5am), I am too excited about the clean-slate day to be able to get back to sleep. The result is that I get sick.

But, a swirly headache, and sandpaper throat are not going to keep me down …

I have a to do list to finish.

And that is how I approach each break … as a to do list.

Not that it is a bad thing to clear the cobwebs in our minds of all the things we never seem to have time for, as accomplishing so many of these things provides head space so that we can then do more of what is really important.

But,

maybe, just maybe, part of the reason we have such breaks is so that we actually slow down, and refresh?

Hum, I need to consider that …

after I give Hubby his To Do list 😉 .

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Some histories say that St. Patrick was born in Scotland, while others say England. Either way, the patron saint of Ireland was not a native son.

His birth is listed as somewhere between the late three and early four hundreds AD.

It is said that, as a young teen he was captured and enslaved in Ireland for about half a dozen years.

After having a dream or vision he felt he needed to flee and return home, which he accomplished successfully.

It was in England where he began to study, eventually becoming a minister/priest, who may even have been commissioned by Pope Celestine I.

Patrick returned to the place which was once his prison home, Ireland, this time as a missionary. He traveled throughout Ireland, sharing the love of Christ to the nation who largely held to the pagan beliefs of the Druids. He is said to have, single handedly,  brought Christianity to the island nation.

It is believed that Patrick died on March 17, at an old age, and of nature causes.

There are many legends surrounding this man, and his work in Ireland. One such legend is that St. Patrick is said to have used the three-leafed clover/shamrock as a prop to illustrate and explain the trinity of God the Father, Son and Holy Spirit.

“No one should ever say
that it was my ignorance
if I did or showed forth anything however small
according to God’s good pleasure;
but let this be your conclusion and let it so be thought, that
– as is the perfect truth –
it was the gift of God.”
Saint Patrick

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They say, don’t read a book by it’s cover, but lets face it, sometimes a cover, or a title is so captivating that you just have to pick it up!

From the blog Converge, you will find a post written by Bob Friesen, called “Don’t Expect Marriage to Make you Happier.” Can we get more captivating than that?

The reflections in this post, I am confident, will ring true to anyone who has ever been married. For those who have not, it could alter your future … if you can read it with eyes wide open. Sometimes our eyes remain shut … or rose-colored, until they are forced opened by the realities around us.

Enjoy this post, by Bob Friesen, my guest post.

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“For all you singles out there, if you think marriage will solve your problems, and that you’ll finally be complete once you tie the knot, I’m here to say this: think again.

I have been married 14 years. And here is my story.

I was a miserable single person, and I thought marriage would fix it all. I was 29 when I got married, and I had a fantasy that marriage would cure all my single issues. Wrong. If you want to find out how selfish you are, get married.

Six years ago, I learned what commitment meant. The wheels came off my marriage, and my wife and I nearly split. Why? We had multiple traumas and stressors that taxed us to the max.

Three family members died within a two year span. I lost my job after nine years with the company I had poured my life into. My wife was on long term disability due to post traumatic syndrome, and then I ended up on short term disability for stress that was ready to take my life. Our dog died at age 13, and he had been with us almost our entire married life. Financially we had become so strapped that we carried even more stress in the marriage due to our heavy debt load.

Where was God in all this? Life felt like Job’s. I could go on and on and on about the many other stressors that plagued our lives; I was so pushed into a sea of pain I wanted out. Death looked appealing; many times I fought suicidal thoughts.

And to make matters worse, all around me I saw couples enjoying success and trips and healthy incomes. How is it possible that a couple can take on enough battles for six marriages? It doesn’t even out. Life is no respecter of persons. I am 47 and I feel like I have lived two lifetimes already. My poor 43-year-old wife has lived 10 lives.

But we’ve survived, and it’s a miracle. Even as I write this we are both reeling from so much pain that at times I am unsure how we made it this far.

A lot of Christian counselling saved us. Tons of prayers saved us — prayers sent up to our Father by our loved ones and close circle of friends. We wept a lot. We fought a lot. We wrestled with God a lot. We had to take breaks from each other, even up to two weeks apart. We had to re-negotiate our marriage. We aren’t the same people today as when we wed that summer day; our eyes aren’t all glazed over with lovey-dovey emotions.

My wife and I continue to make a conscious choice to remain intact. When everything was coming apart, we did what was necessary to ensure those vows would stick.

I’ve seen a lot of tough years, and I know one thing: marriage is not the ticket to completing your life. You will have a much better marriage if, as a single person, you are already whole and content.

So instead of rushing to the altar to fulfill a Hollywood fantasy, or wanting to take care of those raging hormones, I’m here to tell you to take a chill pill. Ask yourself, “What do I need to work on before I get married?” Also consider asking questions like, “What might harm my future marriage?” Getting hitched is not the end-all, be-all to all of your troubles and misery. You can’t get married and expect it to make you happy.

Is marriage worth it, even though you can expect a lot of trials? Absolutely. But don’t fool yourself in thinking that it’s easy. Being married will stretch you beyond your wildest imagination. Think through now what your vows will mean on that day when all is well and you can only see the good times ahead. Make sure you sign up for “in sickness and in health” part. If you don’t, you’re in for an ugly surprise.”

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As the second week of Lent is underway, the post of the week was about my first week … my first week (ever) of participating in the practice of sacrificing something during the season of Lent.

In Week One of Lent I share what I have given up.

Also this week were :

Living in the Present Through the Lens of the Future
(sometimes looking ahead helps us to live better now)

Signs of Spring
(the leading to the beauty of summer)

The Lifeguard
(when your dream does not come true)

Help
(learning about Autism from a real expert)

Blessings to you this day,
Carole

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Those four letters were her first words.

The words that opened the ears, the eyes, of those around her.

The words that opened the minds of any who have heard her story, her voice.

As an Educational Assistant in a Middle School, I often spend my days as an adventurer, a detective. I am always on the lookout for the key.

It is an invisible key that I am searching for, in a quest to unlock the door into the minds of students I work with, directly, or indirectly.

For some students the key might be simply taking tests in a quiet room, away from the classroom.

For some students the key might be to alter/adapt assignments and tests so that they only get one page, one question at a time so as to not overload their anxiety-laden minds.

For some students the key might be to have someone else scribe/write for them, or a keyboard to tap out the information they need to communicate.

For Carly Fleishmann, the skills she had learned on her keyboard, were the key to her voice. And what a bright voice she has!

Carly is a Canadian girl, from Toronto, Ontario. She is a twin to her sister. At the age of three, she was diagnosed with Autism. She is non-verbal, so technology, and education to use it, was required to give her the opportunity to express herself.

imagesThere is so much more about Carly.

She, and her father (Arthur) wrote a book (right) about her life, experiences and Autism.

She has been interviewed on numerous networks.

But, what I really, really, really (get the point? I REALLY want this) hope, is that you will click on the link (below).

When you do you will open Carly’s Cafe … wait for the cup of coffee to fill.

There is a very brief video collection of Carly growing up.

Then, the rest of the video is from your perspective (Carly’s perspective) of life inside of the body of one with autism.

Did I say PLEASE?

Because I really, really, really hope that you will click on the following link :

http://www.carlyscafe.com/

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“a dream is a wish, your heart makes”
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From the time we moved into the house across from the public swimming pool, she dreamed of being a lifeguard.

She did every expected level of swim lessons, with the determination and focus of a med student.

She observed the lifeguards every summer day she went to public swim (often, twice a day).

She never ran on deck.

Always put water on the back of her neck before entering the water.

Never pushed or roughhoused with other swimmers.

Never dove from the side of the pool.

She has always taken water safety very seriously.

She swam competitively on regional and varsity teams.

She has taken all of the courses, and ended up abandoning her dream … sort of.

At fourteen she got a job as an assistant swim coach.

Since sixteen, she has coached swimmers in a swim club.

For the past three years she taught swim lessons in our own, and the private pools of others.

She has never actually worked (other than privately or in a volunteer capacity at a camp for families with Cancer) as a lifeguard.

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Sometimes our dreams take U-turns!

Sometimes our dreams end up deep in the sea of our memories.

Sometimes our dreams have dipped beyond the horizon.

Sometimes …

our dreams get replaced with new realities.

If anyone were to have told our five-year old daughter that she would never work as a lifeguard, she would have been

crushed,

devastated.

Now, looking back at how her dream morphed into something different, she does not look at this change as being a bad thing, but simply a different dream, a new dream.

From the unfulfilled dream, comes a new reality … the new reality a new and living dream.

New has emerged, as the old has passed away.

From the dry ground of

disappointment, hurt, and nightmares,

comes

rebirth, hope, and brand new dreams.

When we face the loss of dreams, may we not lower our heads, and eyes in sorrow

but raise our eyes to ask the lifeguard of eternity

what hardened seeds will you plant in this garden?

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