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Sadness & Gratitude for Extraordinary People


This Christmas season finds me with feelings of both sadness and gratitude this year. For even though the season is filled with the joy that Christ’s birth brings, I selfishly mourn for the loss of loved ones this year…

My sadness comes from the loss of my very special, sweet father-in-law whose body succumbed to Alzheimer’s this summer…and from the loss of 2 wonderful friends this fall…and from the impending loss of another dear friend, given only days to live.

All three were extraordinary people…giving of themselves to help others: Read more

When Something Touches Your Soul


Have you ever had a smell, a touch, a sight, a sound, or even a taste touch your soul?  Such a poignant touch that tears start to fall, or you revel in a sweet memory this sense brings back to your mind?  I’ve experienced this before, and I had it happen again on Saturday.

Let me explain and share my moment…

I was sitting with my morning cup of coffee, listening to Sirius XM – The Message and the song ‘You Raise Me Up‘ by Selah came on.  My husband and I were in the middle of a conversation and tears just started to flow down my cheeks.  He looked at me with a questioning look on his face, as we weren’t having any kind of earth shattering conversation, and all I could do was shrug my shoulders.  “It’s the song”, was all I could say.  Why?  I have no idea.  I don’t remember when I last heard it or why it was so poignant to me.  But sometimes we don’t have all the answers, do we?

In His hands…we’re all in His hands.  And what a comfort that is.

Good times or bad, He’s with us.  Whether we feel Him there or not…He’s there.

May God bless all of you on this Sunday.

He sure has blessed me.

Patty O

 

 

Witnessing a Story of Faith, Love and Support


What child is this, who, laid to rest, On Mary’s lap is sleeping? Whom angels greet with anthems sweet, While shepherds watch are keeping? This, this is Christ the King, Whom shepherds guard and angels sing:

Haste, haste to bring Him laud, The Babe, the son of Mary. So bring him incense, gold, and myrrh, Come, peasant, king, to own him. The King of kings salvation brings, Let loving hearts enthrone him. Raise, raise a song on high, The virgin sings her lullaby : Joy, joy for Christ is born, The babe, the Son of Mary.

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In this season, this ‘Christ’mas time, may we all stop our fun preparations: the decorating, present buying, wrapping, and cookie making…to reflect on Christ’s birth. The gift God gave us on this day…His Son.

The babe that would grow into a 12 year old child who would sit amongst the elders speaking wisdom in the temple.  The young man who, when baptized, was descended upon by the Holy Spirit in the form of a dove and a voice came from heaven, which said, “Thou art my beloved Son; in thee I am well pleased”.  The man who would die on the cross to save us from our sins.

And God, the Father, watched from above.  He saw all the joy…He saw all the suffering.  He was there through it all…beside His Son.

On our worst days, we may wonder ‘Where is God?’.

He’s watching.  He’s waiting.  He’s with us, just as He was with His Son.

We just need to have Faith.

I’ve witnessed this show of faith.

First, in my husband’s Grandpa, who passed 12 years ago:  Frank was at home, having fought a good fight against cancer.  He was in hospice care…and he had faith.  In his last weeks he spoke about seeing Jesus there in the room with him.  And we knew…He was there.  He walked Grandpa home to Heaven…of that there is no doubt.

And in the past few months,  an incredible story of courage, faith, and love has filled our small town – pulling it’s people together in a show of support for an incredible young man suffering from leukemia. Read more

The Mathematician, The Woodworker, The Pope, The BOSS Fan, The Biker,


and the Dad, the Husband, and my Best Friend.

These are all terms to describe Timothy.

You’ve all read about the Math Teacher:  Kudos to 20 Years of Teaching Math

He’s also a talented woodworker…yes, at times we call him “Tim the Toolman” although he’s much less accident prone than Tim Allen.  He puts up with my brilliant hair-brained ideas…and calmly goes about building them.  I have however, put my foot down…I’ve told him he can’t have a refrigerator and bathroom in his “shop”…because with three girls I may never see him again! Read more

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