Wednesday, July 27, 2016

Movie for a Rainy Day

Lift not the painted veil which those who live
Call life... 
~ Percy Bysshe Shelley


The Painted Veil is a 2006 movie starring Ed Norton and Naomi Watts. It is based on the novel by W. Somerset Maugham. 

It was a rare rainy day this month when a movie seemed like just the thing. This one is currently on my Netflix stream, though I understand offerings vary depending on location.  



The movie felt gloomy and dark, and I liked it quite well. I like movies where people wake up and become aware of their own sin. I like redemption and forgiveness stories and this was all that. It was a movie where themes can be pondered and reflected upon. Very good when one is in a certain frame of mind. 



Caution: Not much language, but some nudity. 

That's all I have to chatter about today. Have you seen it? What did you think? Have a better recommendation? I am ready to hang out in a freezing movie theater. ☺

Stay cool now...

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Monday, July 18, 2016

Not Everyone Likes Me

There is only one way to avoid criticism: do nothing, say nothing, and be nothing. 
~ Aristotle

 
I need to get a grip. Being concerned over what others think of me is crippling. Last words of advice I heard from one camp were these: Don't let them run over you. Last words of advice from another camp: Give in as much as you can. Ai yi yi...Lord, I need Your help here. 

How I would love to have the freedom to tell some disgruntled buttercups to take a flying leap in a rolling doughnut. Now this definitely is a matter for prayer! Oh dear, it has come to that. ☺



So, dear friend, I am having some trouble with focus. Blogging will be sporadic at best as I work to get John's estate cleared. It is not as simple as it might have been, but I can see that God had a plan all the same.

In the meantime, I wish that I were at the lake! Leaving you with some photos taken by other folks. Mine (above) is nothing to cheer about. ☺



My daughter now works in a coastal town so she sees many wonderful scenes on her way to work. ↑

some level playing field...not!




My son's family suffered through a very hot week at the lake. There's no electricity there so not even a fan to help with a breeze. I'd have lived in the lake, but they decided to visit a chocolate factory. (the five photos above) They are home now; I find myself wondering if they have a chocolate for me. Hahahahaha...

I'm leaving you with a picture of some of John's great-grandgirlies searching for loons on the pond a few nights ago.


Looks as if they found at least one!


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Loons in New Brunswick


This post was written before the tragic events of the weekend had unfolded...Turkey, Baton Rouge, and not so long ago Nice, France. My concern is very real. I am praying. I believe that you are, too.

Monday, July 11, 2016

Hilarious Multi-Tasking Grandson


The week following John’s passing found me attending two baseball games for each grandson. I had promised to attend home games and all four were home games.




In hindsight, I am sure that this was good for me as I tend to isolate in difficult patches so, yes, it was good to get out of the house.

Besides, Jakob was going to prove to be a great blessing at one of his games bringing so much laughter and joy to everyone watching. His team was playing their game on a field right next door to the annual dance competition for Homecoming Days. Jake was playing second base. Do you know where this is going?

When the music started, and it was some catchy music, too, Jake began to dance. Yes! Right there on second base for all the world to see! He was really busting a move as they say.   His parents might have wanted the earth to open and swallow them, but they couldn’t help but laugh along with the rest of us. Hilarious! He was dancing and still stopping the ball and getting runners out on first…multi-tasking at its finest.



~a music sample~

The inning finally ended and Jake received the beckoning finger from his dad. I took the photo below as they chatted behind the dugout. I heard Jake state his case —"But, Dad! The music! Everyone would want to dance to that music!" His father's response went something like this: Yes, well, Jake, you're not here to dance; you're here to play ball.






Properly chastened, Jake went on about his business waiting in the line-up for his turn at bat. The game was running about 12 to 0 or something truly disheartening like that. Once at bat, Jakob had a very good eye and refused to swing at the dud pitches so he was walked to first, stole second, survived a squeeze play between second and third, and, when the ball was seriously fumbled, he made a beeline for home scoring the only run of the game for his team.

When the game ended, one of the coaches said, “By virtue of the fact that Jakob scored the only run of the game, he may dance on second base any time he wants!” =D

What fun! I miss those baseball games, but summer is well into July and the grands have moved on to other pursuits...



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Sunday, July 10, 2016

This Is Home


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♪I have come too far and I won't go back...♪

I press toward the mark for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus.
Philippians 3:14


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