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Thursday:) This Is My Cross To Carry

16 Aug

“While the world changes, the cross stands firm.”

Saint Bruno

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My walking time is my thinking time. Many a revelation or ingenious concept has been conceived on a brisk pace of the feet and heart. I was out around 9am this morning, trying to avoid the forthcoming Texas heat. I know what you’re thinking. Why don’t you get up earlier? Well, I rarely go to bed before 2 or 3 in the morning, and often set my alarm for 7 for church or zumba, so on days I don’t have an agenda, I wake without the alarm, and not very early.

I was only a couple of blocks from my house, on my regular route, when I crossed the road. I noticed out of the corner of my eye, off behind me, a piece of white paper or something in the shape of a cross. It wasn’t on my way, and it was in the middle of the road, so I continued on. Rounding the corner and on the next street, I started to feel guilty. I usually pick up paper, tossed cans, empty bottles, etc. on my walks, and put them in the next trash can, or toss it when I get home. In my guilty state, I decided to walk back that way again and pick up the discarded paper. Maybe it was a sign.

When I approached the intersection, I didn’t see the white cross right away, so I looked around. Ah, there it was, blown across the street. Why did the Toni “cross” the road? To find the discarded cross. A sign perhaps?

It looked like a Sunday School project or something. The juvenile printing looked like a youngster wrote it. Who would toss such a treasure? When I flipped it over, I smiled. Maybe it was a sign. A special cross and symbol left there for me to find. I picked it up and said out loud, “YES, HE DOES!”

I had just started my walk a few minutes earlier, but I “CARRIED MY CROSS” for about another long sweaty hour, and I smiled.

That was my sign and my story for today. JESUS LOVES ME. If I had been lazy or inconsiderate of litter in the street or oblivious to the signs that we are given, I wouldn’t have found this lovely gift. Nor, a meaningful story to share. I will treasure this cross.

Wednesday:) Words of Wisdom~ The Library

15 Aug

A REFUGE

A refuge for the weary heart

Where words whisk you away

To castles in Medieval times

Where boys and dragons play.

In books we can escape the world

Make all our dreams come true

No matter what you’re searching for

There is a book for you.

~ Toni Armenta Andrukaitis

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Monday, after a busy day of running around, baking brownies, stopping at the fire station, going to the Senior Center dance and lunch, getting my vehicle inspection at the Honda dealer, stopping at Towne Creek with more donations from Miss Pat for their auction, I actually had about an hour free before the McKinney Creative Community Potluck at The Cove. Wow! I sure can squeeze in a lot in one day.

The Cove just so happens to be across the street from the McKinney Library. I haven’t been to the library in months, so I decided that this gloomy rainy evening called for the wonderful magic of words and pictures on the page. I’m an artist and a writer, so I have the need to touch the glossy paper pages, and admire each illustration and photo. A feast for the eye and soul. I love the library!

Of course, being a goof, I needed to take a selfie in the stacks of shelves. I sat in a comfy chair with a huge pile of art books, and skimmed and peruse and admired and got a few ideas for projects that I’ll never get to. Thus, the dreams.

I love the sculpture they have outside on the bench. If it wasn’t raining, I would have joined the old man and the young boy, entranced in the wonder of words.

Tuesday:) Talking Community

15 Aug

“It’s never too late to learn something new, live life to the fullest, or love with all your heart.”

~Toni Armenta Andrukaitis

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“If you believe you can make a difference, then you will make a difference. Believe in yourself, your family and your community and you will win.”

~Lindsay Fox

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My little town is a big city with a small town atmosphere. McKinney Texas has grown exponentially in the fourteen years that I’ve lived here, but the people and the spirit of my friends and neighbors is still as charming as ever.

We have a bustling little artist community, too. Pretty much everyone knows everyone. I’m not just talking artists who paint on a canvas, but musicians, dancers, writers, entertainers, and all around free spirits.

The second Monday of every month, a fun and friendly group of above mentioned characters meet over at The Cove just north of the square for a potluck gathering. We share food and fellowship, laughter and ideas, but most of all, we share a special kind of community love. We love our town, and we support each other.

Yesterday, instead of a guest speaker, we had a basic “show and tell.” Just time to tell everyone what is going on in our lives, show recent projects, or talk about upcoming shows or classes. The best part is, everyone is so willing to help and promote the other. It’s like a family, without the sibling rivalry and drama.

Everyone is welcome. You don’t have to have a specific art or talent. Maybe you just want to learn something new or meet some really awesome people.

Montage Monday:) A Week in a Peek

14 Aug

“Writers are nosy people; we are endlessly curious: we ask questions when we shouldn’t – we peek around corners when we are least expected.”

~Ann Turner

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Another wild and whacky week with friends, food, and really cute firemen, of course. Then, lots of baking, walking in the rain, lunches, karaoke, writing, art, and “Murder She Wrote Marathons.” Life is good. Goofy, but good.

A week in a peek…

Sunday Sermon and Some Other Stuff

12 Aug

“Man does not live by bread alone. There must be brownies, cupcakes, cookies, candy, pizza, ice cream and Black Russians on Friday.”

~Toni Armenta Andrukaitis

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A beautiful cloudy and cooler Sunday morning, in comparison to the steamy Sunday’s the past few weeks. I actually had a light sweater on while greeting at the door with Mary and Jerry. It was in the 70’s. Wow!

Today’s Gospel was the story of Jesus telling the Jews that He was the bread of life that came down from heaven. They were mumbling that He was just a man, son of Joseph. Jesus explained that He was the living bread.

My take on it… Earthly food is just temporary nourishment. Faith and trust in God, even though we haven’t seen Him, is the key to everlasting life. But, to take things a little further, food for the body is important, but what about food for the soul? You can give a poor man a crust of bread, but why don’t you invite him to your table, sit and talk with him, and share your time and blessings? That is nourishment for the soul. That’s how you follow the Lord’s teachings. Jesus shared ALL that He had with us, right down to giving his life by dying on the cross as a symbol of complete love.

Amen, amen, I say to you,

whoever believes has eternal life.

I am the bread of life.

Your ancestors ate the manna in the desert, but they died;

this is the bread that comes down from heaven

so that one may eat it and not die.

I am the living bread that came down from heaven;

whoever eats this bread will live forever;

and the bread that I will give is my flesh for the life of the world.”

That was a good lesson.

Man does not live by bread alone…

Saturday:) Singing in the Rain and My Super Sweet CRHP Sisters

12 Aug

“Look at the rain long enough, with no thoughts in your head, and you gradually feel your body falling loose, shaking free of the world of reality. Rain has the power to hypnotize.”

Haruki Murakami

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Another cloudy drizzly gloomy day. How wonderful!!!! After blistering heat, a sizzling summer and shriveled up gray grass and shrubs, the rain was a welcome relief. Instead of moping around, I grabbed my umbrella and went walking and singing in the rain. Yep, I was singing and dancing in the rain. Gene Kelly ain’t got nothin’ on me. A wonderful rainy day.

Oh, and the best part of my walk, my best friend, Lin, from back home called while I strolled with my umbrella in one hand and phone in the other. We hadn’t talked in weeks. So good to catch up.

This evening, my CRHP sisters, (St. Gabriel’s Women’s retreat Christ Renews His Parish 28 sisters) got together for a fun evening of Pokeno and dinner at Amber’s new house. I never played Pokeno before. It was a lot of fun. It’s like bingo with playing card faces. I was glad it wasn’t a game of strategy or memory. Just put the chip on the card. Huh! I could do that. We all brought a wrapped or bagged gift for prizes. Fun, fun, fun.

A perfect Saturday..rain, friends, walking, singing, dancing, and hanging out with my sisters.

Friday:) Friends, Funny Faces and More Friendly Firemen

11 Aug

Friends are like walls, sometimes you lean on them and sometimes it’s good just knowing they’re there.

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Finally, some rain and relief from the summer heat. I was able to get a nice walk in this morning without the sun baking my skin. Ah, clouds! I love clouds. Then, I had a lunch date with my neighbor, Diane, to celebrate her birthday. We’ve been friends since I moved to my new house four years ago. We look out for each other. That’s what friends are for.

On our way to lunch, we stopped at Fire Station 9 to take some brownies and some of Miss Pat’s cookies. Miss Pat gave me a bunch of cookies to share with our local firemen. She’s such a great baker. We call her the Cookie Lady.

No, we weren’t drinking. This is an old picture. I just wanted to share a picture of sweet Miss Pat.

The guys over at Station 9 appreciated the cookies and brownies. They were just about to have lunch, so dessert was just in time.

Miss Pat’s awesome cookies. Oh, yesterday was karaoke at the VFW, and that’s when she gave me the cookies. I love my karaoke friends. We sing and dance and laugh, and the second Thursday of the month, we have a potluck dinner, so good food.

I have been blessed with so many good friends. Oh, and I’ve been blessed with a weird sense of looking at the world, too.

When I went for my evening walk, I couldn’t help but think of all the wonderful friends and people in my life. Then, I saw a possible face on one of the sprinkler covers in the grass by the pond. With a little imagination and nearby natural embellishment, I created a funny face. Another friendly face in my world.

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