Tuesday, October 7, 2014

No Man Is An Island

I've been humming this song for a couple of days but didn't remember lyrics.  So I decided to look them up, and it spoke to me about friendships, how they always seem to be in flux . . . and my unending desire to reach out more.  Especially this time of year when I feel so busy, too busy to give the way I would like.  If you're a friend reading this, know that I care about you!!!  And if I'm too busy to do much for you, I can still listen, and I can always pray!!  May the Lord bless you!


I won't run, I will stay
I'm not leaving you
I know there's friction here
The struggle makes us new

I wish you never thought you had to go
Wish you never thought you had to leave
Together we can lift each other up
We can build a shelter for the weak

No man is an island, we can be found
No man is an island, let your guard down
You don't have to fight me, I am for you
We're not meant to live this life alone

I see fear in your eyes
There's no safety here
Oh, my friend, let me in
I will share your tears

I wish you never thought you had to go
I wish you never thought you had to leave
We can always lift each other up
We can build a shelter for the weak, come on

No man is an island, we can be found
No man is an island, let your guard down
Please don't try to fight me, I am for you
We're not meant to live this life alone

Through trouble, rain, or fire
Let's reach out to something higher
Ain't no life outside each other
We are not alone
Through trouble, rain, or fire
Let's reach out to something higher
Eyes open to one another
We are not alone

No man is alone
Why you try to fight me
We don't have to do it alone
We don't have to do it alone
We don't have to do it alone

Friday, October 3, 2014

Neat Story

Just read this in Angels magazine.  Touching!

It was a brisk, late autumn day when a group of us hiked Mather Point in the Grand Canyon. My fellow travelers had been patient with me, stopping every so often so I could catch my breath.

“Go on ahead,” I said when we reached the observation point. “I’ll wait here till you pick me up on the way back.”

I found a rock to sit on while I waited. I was sorry to be looking out at the breathtaking landscape with no one to share it with. Well, no one I knew, at least.

A bus had pulled up and dozens of Japanese tourists filed out. Last was an elderly man. I moved over on my rock to make room for him to sit beside me.

I wanted to tell him how honored I was to witness God’s work, but we had no language in common. Just then he began singing in a low, gentle voice.

The words were in Japanese, but I recognized the tune: "Amazing Grace." I joined him in English. He motioned for us to stand up. The Japanese tourist and I finished the song on our feet, our arms locked, appreciating one of God’s greatest wonders, together.

Turns out we had plenty of languages in common, like the language of music–and of faith.

Thursday, October 2, 2014

September Update

September was all about school!  High school is turning out to be pretty intense.  Kylen and I are both more than ready for a break once the weekend arrives.  He is ahead of schedule in a couple of subjects and barely staying on schedule in others.  He usually has light homework in the evenings.  I planned most subjects to be done in 8 months rather than 9 to give ourselves a little buffer and the possibility of a much lighter schedule during December.

The apples class I'm co-teaching at our co-op is going well.  Having a co-teacher has taken some of the pressure off of me to make sure I have an hour's worth of material prepared.  Plus, she is doing all the prep for the lapbook portion of the class, which is a LOT of paper cutting!

I am also working on organizing our co-op's Christmas party.  This one will be more elaborate than last year but not as intense as 2012.  There will be crafts and games, but the prize system will be simpler.  Our theme is "A White Christmas."  Lots of blue, white, and snow!

My health is doing well.  My doctor told me she thinks I'm in remission!  Most of my meals follow the strict diet, but I have been experimenting with going off it more over the past month.  We've eaten out a few times, and I will occasionally have a small portion of what Kylen is eating for dinner.  I've noticed a reaction a few times, like my thumb joint being sore for a few days, but for the most part I've felt pretty good!  It's great to know I can be free to eat other things occasionally and not stress about it.

Fall hasn't really set in here.  A few leaves, but our grass is still green and the days are usually nice.  We're not complaining!


This life is all the believer will know of hell.
It is all the unbeliever will know of heaven.

Tuesday, September 30, 2014

Mt. Spokane 2014

We finally made it to the top of Mt. Spokane!  This is an annual outing I thought we might miss, but we've had unseasonably warm weather and finally got a quiet weekend.  Greg spent the Saturday before last catching up on lawn work, but the following day we drove up and spent several hours there with good friends.  We could not have asked for more ideal conditions.  Almost no bugs (unlike this trip two years ago) and no wind.  It's wasn't too warm or too hot, not many people.  Best of all, the colors were turning!  I don't think we've ever been up there late enough to see fall on the mountain.  I savored every single second from the drive up and being there to the drive back down.  I've decided this is when I want to go every year.

 Passing the fields of Green Bluff in route to Mt. Spokane.
 Look at those colors!
 Seeing our own city through the viewfinder.
 Kylen and his friend enjoying the novelty of being on top of the world.
 Oh!  Are you taking my picture?!
 This is a spot Kylen loves.  See a pic of him in the exact same place last year. He looks older!
 The boys heading off for adventure in the wilderness of rocks.
 I asked Greg to stop on the way down so I could grab a quick shot.  I would have loved for him to stop every few seconds, but that just ain't reasonable, now is it?!  :-)

Monday, September 29, 2014

Plum Crisp

This is the recipe we've been enjoying to help us use up some of the plums our neighbor gave us.  We've made it twice, and still have some left!  You can serve it warm with ice cream, but we like it best cold, straight out of the fridge, the next day.  :-)

4 cups sliced fresh, ripe plums
1/2 cup sugar (or less if plums are very sweet)
1/4 cup flour
1/4 tsp. salt
1/4 tsp. ground cinnamon
1 tbsp. lemon juice

1/4 cup sugar
1/4 cup quick-cooking oats
1/2 cup all-purpose flour
1/4 tsp. ground cinnamon
1/4 tsp. ground nutmeg
3 tbsp. cold butter or margarine

In a bowl, combine the first six ingredients; pour into a 10-inch pie dish or 9-inch deep dish.

For topping, combine sugar, oats, flour, cinnamon and nutmeg in a small bowl; cut in butter until the mixture resembles coarse crumbs. Sprinkle over filling. Bake at 375 degrees F for 50 minutes or until bubbly and golden brown. If overbrowning, cover edges of crust during the last 20 minutes. Cool on a wire rack.

Saturday, September 27, 2014

Spokane Fair 2014

I was thrilled when Kylen told me this was the most he remembers enjoying the fair!  The only thing we did different was to go later in the day.  It was close to the same amount of time, just shifted by several hours.  Probably knowing most of a day wasn't stretching before him made the difference.  It also worked better for Greg, because he didn't need to leave work as early.

Somehow, I don't think this is the message originally intended!
Thought these cakes were cute.  You can tell little fingers had gotten to them!
This was a very large round table.  It was amazing!  Wonder how long it took to make?
We HAD to try the glazed doughnut cheeseburgers!  This is one hyped food that lived up to it's reputation.  Kylen and I LOVED it!  Greg was, "meh."  I was standing a few booths away while they ordered, and there was a couple standing nearby talking about how wrong this combination is, how gross, etc.  I was amused and couldn't help bragging about how my husband and son were ordering it at that very moment!  Lol!
While we were on the huge wheel, a bag in Greg's backpack flew overboard without him knowing.  I saw it fly out.  Greg actually managed to spot it on the ground from up in the air, and we were able to retrieve it.
One of Greg and Kylen's favorites.
Amusement ride shadows.
Loved the names on the big pumpkins!
Isn't the veggie Yoda cool?
Greg observing bees.
Honey sticks.
My brother introduced me to this ride last year, and it's my fav.  I had to go alone, but Kylen said he might be willing to go next time . . . Keeping my fingers crossed!