Where Antelope Roam


River Rocks Part 2
November 30, 2016, 6:51 am
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14 deaths

8 funerals

6 trips out of state

1 furnace kaput

1 microburst/mini tornado

1 major software transition

1 hearing aid lost

1 wellwater pump/no water

No this isn’t a macabre version of the 12 days of Christmas.   As it turns out this has been my river called 2016.

I am not recounting this so you might feel sympathy for me but that you might understand the background for my own river rock monument.

  • The first death I encountered this year was my own mother’s.  However before she left earth’s portal, God gave us a very special time with her for what would be her last birthday party on earth.  Awesome conversations with mom …my first rock.
  • After we returned from mom’s funeral we went through a major software change at work that stressed us all out….coworkers that believe we are a team and good one at that!…my second rock.
  • Funerals we’re sprinkled throughout the year for family and friends…some required traveling.  Because my husband and I had gone through Dave Ramsey’s FPU which teaches you how to tell your money what to do, we were not caught out with debt to travel…in fact we didn’t even have to touch our emergency fund.   All travel was cash flowed….my third rock.
  • This summer our furnace went kaput (after 40 years I can’t understand it….they just don’t make em like they used to…lol) …enter the emergency fund…my fourth rock.
  • A microburst came through our property this summer uprooting at least 5 dead trees….we were going to have to cut them down and cut them up to burn in our woodstove….rock number 5 and six….trees cut up and burned in wood stove while we await the furmace to be put in…
  • During one of our trips to clean out mom’s house, I lost one of my hearing aids….bummer…but when I went to see my audiologist it was time to replace them anyway….because of my insurance I was able to not only replace but upgrade them and it didn’t cost me anything out of pocket..woohoo…my 7th rock.
  • During that same trip we learned our sister-in-law would be in Tulsa to start chemo…so we asked if we could stop by on our way home…we did and spent some precious time with her…two weeks later she left earth’s door for heaven’s shore….my next rock.
  • The microburst also uprooted one of our electric poles necessitating the electric coop replace it…when  they did they moved the transformer pole closer to our well pump which necessitated some rewiring and replacement of the pump…River rock…

So as you can see though it’s been a rough year…a draining one in every aspect, God has been there all the way and provided what we needed when we needed it.

Until next time, love God, love others and find the river rocks in your river times.



Separation Anxiety
March 4, 2016, 2:08 pm
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Some years ago, someone (probably a psychologist somewhere) coined the phrase “separation anxiety”.  This was usually used in reference to a child who was left with caregivers other than their parents in particularly, mom.

I’ve been thinking about that lately.   We all deal with anxiety at some time or another.  Some of us deal with it more often and for longer periods of time than others.   However, as a woman I am quite aware that there are several times in a woman’s life that come to the forefront with separation anxiety.

Two come to mind strongly today.   For a woman, separation anxiety is often felt when the child they have invested years of training into becomes a young adult and wants to “separate from mom” in order to be all they can be.

This anxiety comes in the form of “what ifs”.    What if  they’re not ready to be out on their own?   What if I’ve not taught them all they need to know?   What if danger comes their way and they aren’t prepared for it?   This is also  known as  the empty nest syndrome when the last child leaves the nest.   While the child is excited (and rightfully so) about what the future holds for them, mom may feel anxiety because to this point the child has been to some extent an anchor for her days.

For those of us left behind in the wake of the death of a parent, separation anxiety shows itself in questions of: “what do I do now?   they were always there…. I could call them to ask advice… they’re not here now… what do I do now?   who am I now?”

When we say goodbye for now to the generation before us, it is imperative that we recognize that this is the time to “pick up the baton”.    We, the next generation, become the anchor for generations coming behind us.    Our children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren need us to be an anchor in their lives.

If you’re a young person, don’t neglect the generation that goes before you.   That does not mean we don’t recognize you as adults in your own right, but the generation that goes before us can give us much needed guidance and stability in our  lives.    Quite frankly the generation that goes before you needs you to need them in a meaningful way.

Until next time, love God, love others and stay connected with those closest to you.



Four Part Harmony
February 23, 2016, 8:25 am
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One of the best things about a homegoing celebration is the good memories that are evoked.    It’s not that we don’t have some bad memories but at a time like this, we desire to remember the good.

A few posts ago, I shared with you how God drew back the curtain for mom to let her see the heavenly choir singing while waiting for her arrival to join them.

At my mom’s homegoing celebration, all of her children stood in the front row of the church in front of her earthly tabernacle while we sang, “I’ll fly Away!”   As we stood and sang, tears came to my eyes as my mind went back to the days when mom would play the piano and attempt to teach at least four of her children to sing harmony.

We would stand around the piano as mom played and helped us each to hear our part. I was never good at singing harmony and thus I was given the soprano part as it had the melody.   I could not hear the other parts well enough to stay on key but oh… my siblings could!   There was not only soprano but alto, tenor and bass.    It was a sweet sound.   We perhaps didn’t appreciate it as much as we should have at the time but I, for one, revel in the memory of the times mom taught us to sing.

As we sang “I’ll Fly Away” and then “In the Garden”, all of mom’s children were singing four-part harmony and it was a beautiful sound.   Perhaps not as beautiful as the heavenly choirs mom was now a part of, but as beautiful as it gets here on this earth.   We were singing one last time in the presence of mom’s earthly tabernacle.     I don’t know if she could hear us… I don’t know but perhaps the heavenly choirs were singing right along with us..

Paul, in his letter to the Philippians, said, “According to my earnest expectation and my hope, that in nothing I shall be ashamed but with all boldness as always so now also Christ shall be magnified in my body whether it be by life or by death.”  During her time here on earth, mom tried to magnify the Lord of her life.   The day of mom’s homegoing celebration was a time where Christ was magnified by her death.    We are separated from her for the time being but with life being the fleeting entity it is, it may be just a moment in time before we see her again.

Until next time, love God, love others, and remember you’re teaching those closest to you not only by what you verbally teach but by your actions as well.

 



A Simple Life, An answered Call
April 18, 2014, 8:11 pm
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He was born October 23, 1925.  Second born of 12 children, eleven of whom achieved adulthood.  Raised on a dairy farm, he learned early the value of hard work, character, integrity and teamwork.    He grew into adulthood and on October 21, 1950, he married the love of his life.   Then he left to serve his country just as World War II was ending.   He was a simple man who simply loved his wife and children the best he knew how.    By no means perfect, he still tried to live the best he knew how.   He did his best to teach his children character, integrity, perseverance and patience while teaching them the simple things of life.

He modeled patience with his children as he taught them things he felt was important to know.    For instance, there was the time he tried to teach one of his daughters (me) how to drive his old international pickup which had a manual transmission.    She got in behind the wheel, he in the passenger seat.   Patiently he instructed her how to let out the clutch slowly while depressing the accelerator.    Fifteen minutes later, they finally got out of the drive way and on their way to church— I think he might have had whiplash by the time it was all over.

He taught us it was important to know God and worship Him.    He taught us it was important to treat our neighbors like we’d like to be treated.   He taught us it was important to respect those who were older and who’d gone down the way before us.    He taught us that even when the going got tough, you kept on going.

Today, April 18, 2014…he answered the call of his Saviour to come through the  portal called death into eternity to live with Him.

Today, he is no longer in pain.   Today, he no longer struggles with the simple things of this life.   Today,  he met his mother again, who exactly 24 years ago had made the same journey.

Today our hearts are sore.   How does one express the depth and breadth of emotion one feels at such a time as this.   Do we wish him back?  If we’re totally honest, yes  but only because we hurt and we don’t like the pain.     Dad, we’ll miss you and part of us feel it’s too soon for you to leave but we know that’s the plan.  Thanks for all you taught us.    I love you, Dad.   Some day, I’ll see you again and you can teach all that you’ve learned since you arrived.    Good night, Dad.    I’ll see you in the morning.



The preciousness of life…
January 1, 2010, 6:50 pm
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When I was a young girl, there was a popular saying in my church group.  Only one life will soon be past… only what’s done for Christ will last.

Yesterday, DD and I went to the funeral of a young man whose life, for many was cut short.   I don’t know if that’s true.   There was indication at the funeral that the young man might have know Jesus Christ as his Saviour.  If that is true, then I have to believe though his life was short by our estimation, he’d accomplished the purpose for which God had sent him here.

As the funeral progressed, I saw parents everywhere draw their young people into their arms.   We all felt that life was a gift to us.   Our life and the life of our young people is precious.  God said so.    

I was grateful to hear the minister say that God did not cause Kyle’s death.  He did not cause the accident… to say He did only helps us with our problem of needing to place blame… somewhere… anywhere… when one so young suddenly leaves this life to enter the next. 

Why does God call some home earlier than others, I won’t know that until I can ask God Himself. 

Needless to say, it’s been a busy week as well as an emotionally tiring one.   So, for now, I’ll say, love God, love others and hold those most precious to you, close.  Remember, life is never guaranteed… ours or theirs.   Each day is a gift for which we must be grateful to God.



Reminded of the Fragility of Life
October 16, 2009, 6:56 am
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This week, we were reminded of how fragile life can be.  A bus, a van and a truck with about 40 men from a neighboring church were returning from a men’s retreat when the van and truck hit black ice and spun out.   Between the two vehicles there were 8 men who incurred injuries.    One, at that moment, stepped out of the vehicle through Heaven’s doors to meet his Lord. 

This man was a missionary surrendered to go to England.   He was scheduled to speak at our church in just a couple of weeks.    He was a young man of 25 years of age.   He leaves behind a young widow, a 2-3 year old little girl and a two-week old baby boy.   We want to ask the question “Why, him?”   Wasn’t he doing what God wanted him to do? ”  We want to ask, “Why so young?”  “Why must he have had to leave behind a young family?”   We don’t know the answers to these questions but if we know God personally, we can rest in confidence that He knows and His ways, His purposes, He reasons are past finding out.

Life is so fragile… I’m reminded of the saying, “Life is fragile, handle with prayer.”   We often forget this life is not all there is and often live like it is, yet, moments like this remind us there’s more!    God wants us to live each day as though there is no tomorrow, for we are only guaranteed this moment in life.   

I have to pause to wonder if it had been my call to go Home, would I have left all my relationships on earth in good stead?   Would people mourn my passing or be relieved that finally I wasn’t around to deal with any more.  My hope and prayer is that when the time comes, I’m not just ready to meet my Lord but I’ve prepared my loved ones here on earth for just such a time…. that though they miss me, they’ll know they’ll see me again someday when their turn comes.

What about you?   Are you ready? 

Until next time, love God, love others… keep your relationships current and good.