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On Our Saturday Drive

We drove to see Christine who seems to be doing better. We were encouraged by our visit and open conversation. I know I've asked before and I'm asking again, "Would you please pray with us for Christine?" Our desire is for her to get well and to be God's child. Me, Mike and Christine

The Barton County Court House Dentil Detail beneath the cornice Mike said except for the spelling of dentil it could look a bit like teeth and be called dental. The "Art Deco" Crest Movie Theatre in Great Bend Crest Theatre and close-up of the decorated tiles (Notice the cool blue tiled top and the even cooler blue sky!)


My notebook and the reflection
The Winter Prarie in the Smoky Hills

The "Question Mark Pond" along Highway 4 Here we are again My loves and me
The song is one we listened to on our way home... It is recorded by Waterdeep. The Youtube version is a young gal singing on her porch in warm weather with horses in the background. I'm lovin the lyrics.

God's Gift of Color and Sky

What believest thou when thou sayest, "I believe in God the Father, Almighty, Maker of heaven and earth"?

Answer. That the eternal Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, (who of nothing made heaven and earth, with all that is in them;


who likewise upholds and governs the same by his eternal counsel and providence) is for the sake of Christ his Son, my God and my Father;


on whom I rely so entirely,


that I have no doubt, but he will provide me with all things necessary for soul and body:



and further, that he will make whatever evils he sends upon me, in this valley of tears turn out to my advantage;



for he is able to do it, being Almighty God, and willing, being a faithful Father.

Heidelberg Catechism Question and Answer 26

Photos taken near Lindsborg on January 23, 2010

Winter Roses Bring To Mind This Song...

Here's a version of "Lo, How a Rose e'er Blooming" which segues nicely into another song. This is thought of as a Christmas song, but it's fit for all time. It's a beauty.



Lo, how a Rose e’er blooming from tender stem hath sprung!
Of Jesse’s lineage coming, as men of old have sung.
It came, a floweret bright, amid the cold of winter,
When half spent was the night.

Isaiah ’twas foretold it, the Rose I have in mind;
With Mary we behold it, the virgin mother kind.
To show God’s love aright, she bore to men a Savior,
When half spent was the night.

This Flower, whose fragrance tender with sweetness fills the air,
Dispels with glorious splendor the darkness everywhere;
True Man, yet very God, from sin and death He saves us,
And lightens every load.

O Savior, Child of Mary, who felt our human woe,
O Savior, King of glory, who dost our weakness know;
Bring us at length we pray, to the bright courts of Heaven,
And to the endless day!

Winter Roses

It's rather dreary looking in Kansas just now. It has been dreary looking for a long time. I don't usually mind winter, but this one drags on. Winter has brought more cold and drab colors than I remember for awhile. Then I wonder if it's just my mood. When I scanned the colors of the day from the back door yesterday, I intentionally tried to note the colors: "mud clump brown", "winter day gray", "dead veg tan" and "melancholy muted earth". The conclusion was simply "drab". Yet as I pulled open the curtains in our room this afternoon hoping to draw in more light, I noticed the roses just below the window which have long since dried and frozen. I have been in need of color, but I'm in more need of a reminder of hope. The roses are in some way a color picture of that hope. What I know and believe about hope is set, but today, the color reminder was a bright encouragement! "For in hope we have been saved, but hope that i…

Winter Day in Fog and Nostalgia

Mike and I drove to visit Christine today. We began our trip at 7 AM in a dense morning fog which continued throughout the day and evening. On our return trip this afternoon and evening, we detoured a bit. Some photos were taken in Sterling where I was born and some were taken in Lyons where my dear Mom and Dad lived in early marriage...


The park band shell detail


Lamp Post in Grey Sky


 Courthouse


Sandstone Church Building


Sign on a coffee shop
If it would have been open, Mike and I would have entered through the backdoor!


Sycamore Tree with Seed Balls


An Empty Brick Building


Old Bowling Alley Sign and a Missing Sign

Train on Tracks that Run Through Town


My Mom and Grandma shared meals in the historic former Ly-Kan Hotel and I remember a few times joining them as a younger girl. It is now a Chinese Restaurant and
"The Underground Bar and Lounge"

All the fog and nostalgia brought to mind this Amy Grant song...



The Mess and The Hope

"O lead my spirit
O raise it from these heavy depths,
transported by Thy Art that fealessly and
joyfully it soar up to Thee.
For Thou, Thou knowest all things,
Thou alone canst inspire."
Beethoven

What was once white and clean looking is now peppered with dirt
 But hope springs and reigns eternal.

Overturned chair and dirty snow


Mike gathering wood from our wood pile


Magnolia buds


Green pushing through dead leaves

"O lead my spirit
O raise it from these heavy depths,
transported by Thy Art that fealessly and
joyfully it soar up to Thee.
For Thou, Thou knowest all things,
Thou alone canst inspire."
Beethoven

Prayer Weight

"Some brethren pray by the yard, but true prayer is measured by weight-not by length. A single groan before God may have more fullness of power in it than a fine oration of great length."
Charles Spurgeon

Looking Back and Looking Ahead

(Below are lots of pictures. I'm adding to the scrapbook theme this blog often takes and remembering days gone by as I look ahead...)

When Liv and I went through more photos I ran into some of my favorites with Dad and me... I love my Daddy!


I was in High School I think

Tab and Liv were tots

24th St. where we had a swimming pool! Cool!

The next two are my Dad and Christine. Dad invested time going fishing, hangin' out and lending an ear or helping hand to Christine! I'm thankful!


My Dad and Christine


My Dad and Christine

My Mom and Christine
Thank you to Mom for time and love invested in Christine too!

Here are more favorites:








Mike and Christine




Christine and Jackson


Christine and Crosby





Olivia, Christine and Tabitha

Tabitha, Christine and Olivia

Christine playing "The Great Dal Mudi"