Monthly Archives: November 2006

We just received the following (I might add “most welcome”) message from Angela Maust,


The team has arrived safely. The following is an excerpt from a short email from Daryl & Karen: “We finally made it. That was a long trip, but we all handled it very well. There wasn’t anything to exciting about our trip down here, all our flights went ok and were more or less on schedule, so that was nice.”



Continue praying for the team as they adjust to the Nepali culture and head out on their first prayer trek! We praise Him for a safe travel and arrival!


. . . And Raph’s Daddy and Mama give grateful praise!

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Eldest Son


 


A -- Raph Reads


Eledst Son reads the Christmas Story in our
family’s “Little Christmas” celebration.


This morning, my heart is torn in many directions.  Eldest Son left for Columbus, Ohio at 8:30.  On Tuesday, he flies to Nepal.    I have dealt with this whole thing pretty much “his way” — not talking about it, just not even thinking about it.  This morning, I can no longer just not think about it.  He is gone, and unless something happens that I really don’t want to have happen, we won’t see him again for six months. 


How thankful I am that Raph wants to serve God.
How thankful I am that God has chosen to use him in the Kingdom.
And How I pray that there will be people in Heaven someday
. . . Because He went to Nepal.

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Life at Shady Acres II

 


The Village is done!!!


A -- Village Done


This is the East end of “Daniel’sVillage”


(He actually has a sign that says that right down in front!)


A -- Village Done 2


This is the West End of “Daniel’s Village”


 


A -- Village Done 3


And this is a look at the middle section. 
(My flash in the window almost looks like a winter moon!)


We are delighted that it is finished once again.  He works so hard to get it done, but we all enjoy it so much.  If anyone wants to stop around to see it, feel free!


Have a Blessed Christmas Season!

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Life At Shady Acres

A -- Village 2


Certain Man has started his Christmas Village!


It must be almost Christmas.


UPDATE:


Certain Man is making progress —


A -- Making Progress 2


 Making a village is not all fun and games.


 


A -- Making Progress


Sometimes it is just downright inconvenient!!!


 

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My Secret

And this is the telling of the secret —


       Yesterday afternoon, (Monday) I was so tired, I could have almost dropped.  And Certain Man came home for a late lunch with enough time to hook up the gas range that we recently purchased to serve as my second stove.  I still had 20 loaves of bread to go, and was thrilled with my good fortune.  But there were great struggles, and Eldest Son was home and he lent a helping hand, and finally almost everything was done.  It was around 2:30, and in the midst of looking for a power plug, that the phone rang.
       “Uh, Mom-”  It was Youngest Son.  We were eagerly looking forward to his arrival home on Tuesday.
       “Yes, Son!  How are you?”  (“It’s Lem!” I mouthed over the receiver to Certain Man.  He didn’t comment.  He was occupied.)
       “Uh, Mom, I have a problem.  I kinda left all my money back at the dorm, and I wasn’t going to tell you this (cause I wanted it to be a surprise), but  we got out early today, so we are on our way home, and I don’t have any cash so I was wondering if it would be okay if I put some food on the credit card.  Don’t say anything because I want to surprise everyone.  Especially Raph!   I wouldn’t have even told you, but I need to know about what I am supposed to do.”  (Actually, there were a few more things to iron out, so I quietly got into another room and finished the conversation, and hung up.  But how was I ever going to keep this information from Certain Man?)
       In the meantime, Certain Man had gotten his feathers ruffled over the lack of electrical equipment, and had proceeded to march about looking for an extension cord.  Until the situation got resolved, he had forgotten all about the phone call.  (Whew!  Got by that time!)  And Raph hadn’t even noticed that his bro had called.  No one else was home.
       But the news was electrifying to me.  It seemed like it was a dose of energy and optimism, and even though it seemed like I would never get done, there was at least a goal in mind.  Later in the evening, when it seemed like our offspringin’ needed some encouragement, I hinted that I knew a secret that they would like to know, but I wasn’t going to tell.  This was met with great wheedling and cajoling but for once, I wasn’t going to tell anybody in the house anything.  If they hadn’t heard by the time they left the house in the morning, I would tell them.
       Along about 10:00, the bread was baked and bagged, much of the laundry was finished, and we were just about to call it a day when Certain Man discovered that we were totally out of milk, and headed off to fetch some.  I took the opportunity to slip out and call Youngest Son.
       “Hey, Lem!”  I almost whispered.  “How long before you will get here?”
       “Not for a little while yet.  Why?”
       “Because Chris and Jess are here, and I would like to keep them here until you get here if I could.”
       “It won’t be for quite a while, yet, I don’t think.  I probably have another hour and a half.”
       “Well, Lem, can I tell the rest of the household what is going on?  I won’t tell Raph, (he is gone) but I would like to tell Dad and Chris and Jess and the girls.”
       “I guess I don’t care if you tell them, but DON”T TELL RAPH!”
       So I got to tell the homefolk around 10:15, and their responses were gratifying. 
       And then he got home around 11:30, locked his keys in the car, and had some bonding experiences with his dad over getting them out.  They were finally procured, everyone duly hugged and then Certain Man and I betook ourselves to bed.  We really wanted to be awake when Raph walked in, but we could not stay awake any longer.
       Along about 12:30, the driveway monitor went off, and the kids knew it was Raph.  Lem got behind the refrigerator and waited.  When Raph came into the kitchen, suddenly, right in front of his face was his younger brother!
       “DUDE!  YOU’RE HERE!  YOU SAID YOU WERENT COMING UNTIL TOMORROW NIGHT!” 
       “And then,” reported one of his sisters, “There were many exclamations, and huggings and slapping on the backs and accusations of ‘You LIED to me!’ but you could tell they were really glad to see each other.”
       How sweet it is to have our sons home again.  It won’t last long, but I am glad they could spend this many nights together before Raph leaves for six months.  We are preparing our hearts for separation day, but none of us really want to think about it.  Sometimes a good Secret can help us make it through.
       So now you know.  My secret was that Youngest Son was coming home to surprise us a full day early.

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When you know a wonderful secret –


And nobody in your household knows but you–


(But when they find out, they will be overjoyed!)


It can help you bake 30 loaves of bread,


Do 12 loads of laundry,


Work at straightening up the house,


Take Audrey for blood work,


Do a smidgen of shopping,


Talk on the phone-


And some other things besides —


All on about 3 hours of sleep.


What’s my secret???


You’ll just have to wait and see – – –



 BTW, Eldest DAughter, you don’t know this secret either, so nobody get any ideas.


 

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We did it!

Church Cleaning, 2006


We scrubbed the benches – –


A Church Gets Cleaned   Dave and Daniel


Dave and Daniel work at the stubborn black marks.


A Church Gets Cleaned   Robert


Robert uses elbow grease to get his benches clean.


A Church Gets Cleaned   Tammy and Helper


Tammy and her helper scrub benches, too.


A Church Gets Cleaned   Kathy


Kathy came along behind and polished




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So did Thisisloretta, but she tried to play “keep away from the camera!”


EDIT***  I’m really sorry for this unflattering picture, but I didn’t want anyone to think she wasn’t there.
She WAS!!!  She worked very hard!!!  She and her husband and grandson were the last to leave!!!
She really doesn’t usually look so glum!  (I love you, Loretta!)


(conscience-stricken, the owner of this xanga site folds under pressure and deletes the unflattering picture of her friend)


(I still love you, Loretta!)



A Church Gets Cleaned   Joel


Joel cleaned the lights.  No one tried to take his job.


A Church Gets Cleaned   Ilva


Gokum swept and swept and swept.  And then she swept some more.


A Church Gets Cleaned   Emily


Emily was a big help, but she did need a break to play with her “balloon.”


A Church Gets Cleaned   Dale


You can’t see him very well, but this is Mr. Jones of the big black hat in the previous post.  He lugged the stepladder around and helped to clean windows.


A Church Gets Cleaned   Loretta is tired


We lugged buckets and cleaning supplies.  Loretta looks tired,


A Church Gets Cleaned   Donna


We re-arranged bulletin boards and took down the out of date stuff.
Mrs. Jones is quite capable organizer


A Church Gets Cleaned   Washing the windows


Youngest Daughter drove to fulfill her drivers ed requirements from 7-9 AM this morning, then came and helped to clean.  These windows were only a fraction of her jobs.


A Church Gets Cleaned   Wesley and his mama


Loretta B and Wesley are ready to go home.  It was hard work!


A Church Gets Cleaned   music to clean church by


Is there such a thing as “Music to clean church by?”
Yes, indeed, and Caleb and Eldest Daughter found some.


A Church Gets Cleaned   James


The last thing to be done was to clean the outside lights. 


A Church Gets Cleaned   CM ED & BSIL


James and his son, our Beloved Son in Law, did the honors,
Assisted by Certain Man and Eldest Daughter


A Church Gets Cleaned   James and CM


Almost Done!!!


 


A Church Gets Cleaned   Clean at last


12:30 pm, and it looks like everything is finished.
What a job!!!  But what a satisfied feeling.
And we didn’t need to do the basement, because it was already clean.

Thank you, Lord Jesus, for wonderful help, willing hands, and a beautiful day.
Thank you for a clean church house once again. 
But may we be more concerned about clean hands and a pure heart.
And may your Holy name be exalted in our church, in our families, and in our lives.

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