Happy Fall Y’All
Fall is my very
favorite time of the year. Yes, I love Christmas and Easter, but fall brings
special memories of the smell of leaves burning, harvesting the end of the
garden produce, pumpkins, and the excitement of the kids returning to school and
Halloween. Sometimes I dreaded the school year beginning because of the expense
of outfitting and providing school supplies for 4 girls! I hated to tell them that,
no I could not buy 2 pair of Levi jeans for each kid – way too expensive. Our
girls were very creative – one of them sewed her own jeans and then sewed the
Levi label on to it – the others just sewed Levi labels on their Plain Pockets.
Problem solved. It does not seem like fall here in the Rio Grande Valley as the
temps today are still on the 90’s. I did
get my fall decorations out and put up – a new twist on the decorating though.
We were deep cleaning the Texas room when I decided I needed to move my
spinning wheel out of the corner and put it in the living room. Fred then
informed me that there was no room for it there – whoops. So I picked my battle
and went with his suggestion –put it on the landing in the Texas room. Beautiful,
don’t you think?
A bit dark, but looks good
This pumpkin belonged to my mother-in-law when she was in a nursing home. We bought it for her and kept it filled with her favorite hard candy.
Detail of one of my creations
We were actually busy
this week with pick-ups for both Children’s Haven Resale Shoppe and our Caring
Hearts Ministry. Fred was busy moving stuff around in the storage container
making room for new supplies which will be coming soon. We did some clothes sorting,
and packing for the ministry – mostly fabric donated by others for quilts that
Ida and her gals will be making. I even contributed a bit of fabric as I sorted
and cleaned out my “stash”. I also found time to cut all the strips for another
quilt that I am starting – lavenders, greens, and greys - should be nice when
finished. We are making strip quilts in our Friday Busy Bees quilting group, so
thought I would get a head start.
Our sweet Miss Opal is
on a rehab right now, as she became ill and had a pacemaker put in. She now
needs rehab time to try to get her strength back. We visited her this morning
and she looked pretty perky, although she seems resigned to the fact that she
has to slow down and cannot do as much as she has done. She said she was ready
to go home as she has accomplished everything that she ever dreamt of doing –
I don’t think the Lord is done with her yet though. Please keep her in your
prayers for God’s will to be done.
Have you ever thought
or wondered if you are truly representative of your community?? When we are in
Arkansas we truly are – as most of the folks there are Christian, Caucasian,
middle to upper class folks, just the epitome of all American person. But being
down here in South Texas made us realize that we are not representative of the
community around us – which is mostly Hispanic (At the grocery store this morning
we were the only Caucasians there), lower to middle class, mostly single
parents, struggling to just make a living at mostly minimum wage. Oh sure,
there are Hispanic doctors and lawyers, but those are the exceptions, not the
norm. If you truly want to be part pf the community, you have to get to know
their culture and their place in society in order to be able to talk to them
about your faith. When we are in the colonias, Fred and I often forget where we
have come from and imagine ourselves in the same positions the folks are there.
We try to imagine the gratitude that they have for the gifts of food and clothing
in order for them just to manage from week to week. We often forget how very blessed
we are – but in retrospect those folks also feel very blessed. If you want to
minister to others in a different sector of society or religious faith, you
have to actually try to imagine yourself in their position without seeming to
be superior or “above them”. Try to feel their hurt in times of depression or
devastation, or exasperation at seemly stuck in a rut and cannot get out. Love
them, encourage them, and become a part of them.
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