Remembering Our Veterans

Tuesday Nov 11, 2008

Remembering. . . with thanks. . .

When I was a child we sang Eternal Father, Strong to Save nearly every Sunday, right before the benediction.   Sailors and marines, seabees and the occasional army soldier — these were the brothers and sisters in the Lord in our local community.   So even now, when I go to pray for those who are serving our country or who have served, that hymn is the first prayer that comes to mind.

Thank you, to all who have served, are currently serving — or are sacrificing as your loved ones are serving our country in the military.


Доверяй, но проверяй . . . Classic Version

Saturday Sep 27, 2008

The Ronald Reagan classic, with a chuckling Gorby:


Palin, Gibson, Ukraine

Saturday Sep 13, 2008

GIBSON: Would you favor putting Georgia and Ukraine in NATO?

PALIN: Ukraine, definitely, yes. Yes, and Georgia.

GIBSON: Because Putin has said he would not tolerate NATO incursion into the Caucasus.

PALIN: Well, you know, the Rose Revolution, the Orange Revolution, those actions have showed us that those democratic nations, I believe, deserve to be in NATO.

Putin thinks otherwise. Obviously, he thinks otherwise, but…

GIBSON: And under the NATO treaty, wouldn’t we then have to go to war if Russia went into Georgia?

PALIN: Perhaps so. I mean, that is the agreement when you are a NATO ally, is if another country is attacked, you’re going to be expected to be called upon and help.

But NATO, I think, should include Ukraine, definitely, at this point and I think that we need to — especially with new leadership coming in on January 20, being sworn on, on either ticket, we have got to make sure that we strengthen our allies, our ties with each one of those NATO members.

We have got to make sure that that is the group that can be counted upon to defend one another in a very dangerous world today.

–Sept 11, 2008


We Will Remember.

Thursday Sep 11, 2008


Looks Like Fun

Sunday Sep 7, 2008

Doesn’t that look like fun? Sailing on Lake Michigan. I’m trying to see whether I can pick out my parents’ building in the background.

Andrew and Rebecca have each promised threatened a visit to Florida this fall. Andrew wants to go sailing on the Gulf, Rebecca wants us to meet Jon. And now that I’ve announced it online, you’re pretty much obligated to visit! *wink*

Ahhh. . . one of the perks of living in Florida! Visits from northern friends!

(Though, to be honest, Andrew came to Ukraine, too — and Becca almost made it that far, but met us in Paris instead.)


Trying to Wash Us Away

Saturday Aug 30, 2008

What has happened down here, is the winds have changed
Clouds roll in from the north and it started to rain
It rained real hard, and it rained for a real long time
Six feet of water in the streets of Evangeline

The river rose all day, the river rose all night
Some people got lost in the flood, some people got away alright
The river had busted through clear down to Placker Mine
Six feet of water in the streets of Evangeline

Louisiana, Louisiana
They`re trying to wash us away, they`re trying to wash us away
Oh Louisiana, Louisiana
They`re trying to wash us away, they`re trying to wash us away

President Coolidge come down, in a railroad train
With his little fat man with a note pad in his hand
President say “little fat man, oh isn`t it a shame,
What the river has done to this poor farmer`s land”

Oh Louisiana, Louisiana
They`re trying to wash us away, you`re trying to wash us away
Oh Louisiana, oh Louisiana
They`re trying to wash us away, oh Lord, they`re trying to wash us away
They`re trying to wash us away, they`re trying to wash us away

Randy Newman/Aaron Neville

. . . .

Down here the river meets the sea
In the sticky heat I feel you open up to me
Love comes out of no where, baby, oh, just like a hurricane
And it feels like rain
And it feels like rain

Lying underneath the stars right next to you
And I’m wondering who you are, and how do you do, how do you do baby
Oh, the clouds roll in across the moon, and the wind howls out your name
And it feels like rain
And it feels like rain

We never gonna make that bridge tonight, baby
Set across the Pontchartrain
And it feels like rain
And it feels like rain

Batten down the hatches, baby
Leave your heart out on your sleeve
Looks like we’re in for stormy, stormy, stormy weather
That ain’t no cause to leave
Just like
Let it wash away the pain
And it feels like rain
And it feels like rain
Baby can you feel it, can you feel it
It feels like rain
Baby can you feel it, can you feel it
Feels like rain
Let your love, let your love come down
Oh, down on me

Aaron Neville

. . .

Family has evacuated from New Orleans. Praying for our friends and family, for the people who have shown their strength rebuilding and renewing. Praying the hurricane dissipates before any harm is done.


Happy Independence Day!

Friday Jul 4, 2008

Some meandering thoughts on Independence Day. . .

Jennie Manning compiled this slideshow as a tribute that is shown while she is singing “God Bless the USA,” hence the music is background music and not the full vocals. She shares, “The last time the chorus is sung, The words go as follows: “And I’m proud to be an American, where at least I know I’m free. I won’t forget the MAN who died, who gave that right to me.” . . . I have spiritual freedom, and freedom from my sins because of the death of Jesus, so it just fits the emotion of the song to say that!”

There are many places in the world where our brothers and sisters in Christ have spiritual freedom, but do not have the political freedoms we have in the US, or the religious freedom to worship publicly without persecution.

This particular slideshow tribute has additional meaning to me because some of the pictures are from people I knew many years ago on GTMO in the 1980s. This family is still both serving the Lord and serving their country. Thinking of them has me reflecting on Independence Day, and remembering Cuba — especially strong memories of a certain Fourth of July.

The Fourth was a big holiday on GTMO. Lots of fun with parades, picnics, tanks to climb on, cantatas. . . This particular Fourth I won the pie baking contest with “Martha Washington’s Favorite Cherry Pie.” I’ll post the recipe one day. . . I was also in the cantata performed by the base chapel choir. Sailors from the ships doing training at GTMO had shore leave for the holiday. I remember all the festivities and fun. But right across the bay I could see smoke rising in columns, smoke from the Cuban sugar fields. We were celebrating freedom, but could almost see the people who were still laboring under the harsh yoke of Communism. Remember, this was before “Mr. Gorbachev, tear down this wall!” This was before the fall of the Soviet Union and its stranglehold on countries around the world. The sharp divide between freedom and bondage was almost palpable that day.

Hubby’s brother returned from a mission trip to Cuba just a few weeks ago. Today he organized quite the spread of Cuban fare — roasted pork, black beans and rice, tropical fruits, fried bananas, mojitos. . . It seemed oddly appropriate to me. And along with our thankfulness to the Lord for our freedom in Christ and freedom in life, we prayed for the country of Cuba, its people, and our persecuted brothers and sisters there.


Joshua Project: Unreached People of the Day

Tuesday Jun 17, 2008


Memorial Day 2008

Monday May 26, 2008

Little Soldier

Little soldier, little child
You’re still too young to know,
The impact of the battlefield
Or how its memory lingers so.

Playing war is now a game,
Its truth you can’t conceive
Should you defend, until its end
Our freedom to believe.

In God, in man, in liberty
With rights for one and all,
Little soldier, little child,
That day you’ll stand as tall.

Written by Maureen Kuehne
Copyright 2003


For Kosovo

Sunday Feb 17, 2008



And our men and women in uniform around the world. . .


The Gipper Would Have Been 97 Today

Wednesday Feb 6, 2008

Happy birthday, Ronald Reagan.


Young Conservatives Meet Mitt

Wednesday Jan 23, 2008

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(AP Photo/LM Otero)

Looking just past Romney’s outstretched arm, you’ll see four members of the “Young Conservatives of Our Neighborhood” club who attended the Romney rally today. Now that Fred Thompson is no longer in the race, the YC’s are trying to persuade me that Romney is the one candidate who can unite fiscal, social and foreign policy conservatives. That’s yet to be seen, but my boys and their cohorts are quite persuasive.


Beautiful Baby Wearing

Saturday Jan 19, 2008

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photographer: xthylcaine


World Breastfeeding Week 2008 Photo Contest

Saturday Jan 12, 2008

I know a lot of y’all are both avid photographers and avid breastfeeding supporters. Combine those passions and participate in the WBW 2008 photo contest! Deadline February 29, 2008. Details here.




What are we looking for?

We need stories that illustrate support for breastfeeding. We are looking for any photo that TELLS A STORY of support. It may be a who, a what or a where! You may be the person who provided the support or the person who received the support.

Illustrate the kind of support you provided or that you received in a photo. When taking photos, think globally and locally! We encourage you to submit photos that reflect different ethnicity and that include breastfeeding children, from a newborn to a child of 2 years or more. Support takes place in different environments, so the support you illustrate may be in a home, in a museum, in a marketplace or in a field.

(Note: I don’t know the photographer of the above picture, neither do I know where I found it to give proper credit. If you do see it elsewhere online with credit to the photographer, please let me know so proper attribution can be given. Thanks!)


We Remember

Monday Nov 12, 2007

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Friends in Moscow

Sunday Oct 7, 2007


Crocodile in Moscow, Penguin in Kyiv

Saturday Aug 11, 2007

“Diving out of the window has become a habit for the crocodile, called Khenar, with concerned neighbors saying it was the third time he had used that method to flee. . . The crocodile lost one tooth in the latest fall but was otherwise unscathed. . .

Emergency services put the crocodile in a local aquarium to recover from his fall. Within a few hours his concerned owner came to pick him up and the crocodile was last seen lying on the back seat of his owner’s car.”

Reuters

This story reminds me of Andrei Kurkov’s novel set in Kyiv, Death and the Penguin It was my favorite bit of modern Ukrainian literature, possibly because I recognized so many landmarks and the quirkiness in the novel seemed so true to the Ukrainian friends I had. So reading about the crocodile living in someone’s flat? Truth is sometimes as strange as fiction.


Women, Know Your Limits!

Wednesday Jun 20, 2007

Women, Know Your Limits!. Thanks to the kittens are so soft crowd at True Womanhood.


Memorial Day, 2007

Monday May 28, 2007

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Little Soldier

Little soldier, little child
You’re still too young to know,
The impact of the battlefield
Or how its memory lingers so.

Playing war is now a game,
Its truth you can’t conceive
Should you defend, until its end
Our freedom to believe.

In God, in man, in liberty
With rights for one and all,
Little soldier, little child,
That day you’ll stand as tall.

Written by Maureen Kuehne
Copyright 2003

Children of Fallen Soldiers Relief Fund

Project Linus


Etic and Emic

Saturday May 26, 2007

Learned something new today. . .

The terms and ideas connected to etic and emic were developed by SIL linguist Kenneth Pike. While I’m learning these terms in the context of anthropology, it is interesting to see how the ideas developed from a linguist whose chief interest was understanding languages and people, for the purposes of the Gospel.

“But culture had to be viewed in relation to the people who utilized their units within that culture. What was crucial to them? What kind of


Ну, погоди!

Saturday May 12, 2007

Memories of Ukraine, just for my boys.

Ну, погоди!


Praying For The Persecuted, Clarifications

Sunday May 6, 2007

I posted about the martyrs in Turkey last week, and have received an update with some clarifications:

A preface from Turkish World Outreach:

We received a few emails saying some elements in “A letter to the Global Church from the Protestant Church of Smyrna” were exaggerated. However, since none of the messages stated what was thought to be exaggerated, we did not send a retraction. Instead, we contacted the pastor and his wife who prepared the message and shared the negative email messages we had received. The spouses of the men who were slain reportedly say they want people around the world to know what took place, and the real objections appear to be from foreign workers who understandably feel threatened by unwanted exposure to their mission
work. In addition, some people felt the graphic details of the torture the men experienced (though apparently factual) should be omitted. The following corrections were sent by Pastor Bocek and his wife, and we have made these corrections in the attached text. Thank you for your prayers.

———

Dear Friends,

We are amazed at how quickly the Global Church communicated the message of our friends’ deaths. Thank you for your continued prayers for Semsa, Susanne and the Church in Turkey.

We need to make a couple of corrections on the letter we sent out.

First, if you forward the letter again, due to sensitivity issues please take all the details of the torture off, replacing it with “They were brutally tortured for 3 hours” and ask your friends who you have forwarded the previous email to do the same. Also, later in the article where it says their throats were slit “from ear to ear, practically decapitated” we are not sure of the actual size of the cuts, so please delete those words from the letter as well. We won’t know actual details until autopsy reports are made public; news reports and articles we were basing our information on were possibly exaggerated.

Second, my faulty estimating mistake put the word “thousands” when in fact there were only about 800 people at Necati’s funeral.

Third, I made mistakes in names. Susanne Geske (not Susanne Tilman),
and Tilmann not Tilman.

If you can make those changes, and pass on the information I’d appreciate it.

As a wonderful follow-up, we know for a fact that three people in the last week have committed their hearts to Christ in response to the sufferings our friends went through: John 12: 24-25 I tell you the
truth, unless a kernal of wheat falls to the ground and dies it remains only a single seed. But if it dies it produces many seeds. The man who loves His life will lose it, while the man who hates his life in this world will keep it for eternal life.

Blessings,
Darlene Bocek

for The Protestant Church of Smyrna

Further clarifications, via Emeth:

From


Making Memories and Pysanky

Monday Apr 2, 2007

Each spring in Ukraine, several of us American women would get together with a Nadiya, an artist who focused on traditional folk art mixed with modern media, for an afternoon of writing pysanky eggs. It is meditative to sit, work, create together.

On Easter itself, we would see people with krashanky (solid-dyed, usually red, hard boiled eggs) and paska (a decorative, holiday bread) in baskets, bringing them to be blessed by the priests.

I miss Ukraine, and the seasonal changes and traditions. Even when traditions were not my own, they became part of the rhythm of our lives.

This year the boys and I will cook hard-boiled eggs. We will decorate them, and every red egg will remind me of babushka and Ukraine.


(Lil’ Miss or Laura or Dawn. . . if you are reading this, do you have any photos of making pysanky together?)


Mommy Carries A Bomb, Not A Baby

Saturday Mar 31, 2007

I don’t know whether to be enraged at this or weep.

(Via E.O.)


Happy Independence Day!

Tuesday Jul 4, 2006

WHEN in the Course of human Events, it becomes necessary for one People to dissolve the Political Bands which have connected them with another, and to assume among the Powers of the Earth, the separate and equal Station to which the Laws of Nature and of Nature’s God entitle them, a decent Respect to the Opinions of Mankind requires that they should declare the causes which impel them to the Separation.

WE hold these Truths to be self-evident, that all Men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the Pursuit of Happiness — That to secure these Rights, Governments are instituted among Men, deriving their just Powers from the Consent of the Governed, that whenever any Form of Government becomes destructive of these Ends, it is the Right of the People to alter or to abolish it, and to institute new Government, laying its Foundation on such Principles, and organizing its Powers in such Form, as to them shall seem most likely to effect their Safety and Happiness. Prudence, indeed, will dictate that Governments long established should not be changed for light and transient Causes; and accordingly all Experience hath shewn, that Mankind are more disposed to suffer, while Evils are sufferable, than to right themselves by abolishing the Forms to which they are accustomed. But when a long Train of Abuses and Usurpations, pursuing invariably the same Object, evinces a Design to reduce them under absolute Despotism, it is their Right, it is their Duty, to throw off such Government, and to provide new Guards for their future Security. Such has been the patient Sufferance of these Colonies; and such is now the Necessity which constrains them to alter their former Systems of Government. The History of the present King of Great- Britain is a History of repeated Injuries and Usurpations, all having in direct Object the Establishment of an absolute Tyranny over these States. To prove this, let Facts be submitted to a candid World.

HE has refused his Assent to Laws, the most wholesome and necessary for the public Good.

HE has forbidden his Governors to pass Laws of immediate and pressing Importance, unless suspended in their Operation till his Assent should be obtained; and when so suspended, he has utterly neglected to attend to them.

HE has refused to pass other Laws for the Accommodation of large Districts of People, unless those People would relinquish the Right of Representation in the Legislature, a Right inestimable to them, and formidable to Tyrants only.

HE has called together Legislative Bodies at Places unusual, uncomfortable, and distant from the Depository of their public Records, for the sole Purpose of fatiguing them into Compliance with his Measures.

HE has dissolved Representative Houses repeatedly, for opposing with manly Firmness his Invasions on the Rights of the People.

HE has refused for a long Time, after such Dissolutions, to cause others to be elected; whereby the Legislative Powers, incapable of the Annihilation, have returned to the People at large for their exercise; the State remaining in the mean time exposed to all the Dangers of Invasion from without, and the Convulsions within.

HE has endeavoured to prevent the Population of these States; for that Purpose obstructing the Laws for Naturalization of Foreigners; refusing to pass others to encourage their Migrations hither, and raising the Conditions of new Appropriations of Lands.

HE has obstructed the Administration of Justice, by refusing his Assent to Laws for establishing Judiciary Powers.

HE has made Judges dependent on his Will alone, for the Tenure of their Offices, and the Amount and Payment of their Salaries.

HE has erected a Multitude of new Offices, and sent hither Swarms of Officers to harrass our People, and eat out their Substance.

HE has kept among us, in Times of Peace, Standing Armies, without the consent of our Legislatures.

HE has affected to render the Military independent of and superior to the Civil Power.

HE has combined with others to subject us to a Jurisdiction foreign to our Constitution, and unacknowledged by our Laws; giving his Assent to their Acts of pretended Legislation:

FOR quartering large Bodies of Armed Troops among us;

FOR protecting them, by a mock Trial, from Punishment for any Murders which they should commit on the Inhabitants of these States:

FOR cutting off our Trade with all Parts of the World:

FOR imposing Taxes on us without our Consent:

FOR depriving us, in many Cases, of the Benefits of Trial by Jury:

FOR transporting us beyond Seas to be tried for pretended Offences:

FOR abolishing the free System of English Laws in a neighbouring Province, establishing therein an arbitrary Government, and enlarging its Boundaries, so as to render it at once an Example and fit Instrument for introducing the same absolute Rules into these Colonies:

FOR taking away our Charters, abolishing our most valuable Laws, and altering fundamentally the Forms of our Governments:

FOR suspending our own Legislatures, and declaring themselves invested with Power to legislate for us in all Cases whatsoever.

HE has abdicated Government here, by declaring us out of his Protection and waging War against us.

HE has plundered our Seas, ravaged our Coasts, burnt our Towns, and destroyed the Lives of our People.

HE is, at this Time, transporting large Armies of foreign Mercenaries to compleat the Works of Death, Desolation, and Tyranny, already begun with circumstances of Cruelty and Perfidy, scarcely paralleled in the most barbarous Ages, and totally unworthy the Head of a civilized Nation.

HE has constrained our fellow Citizens taken Captive on the high Seas to bear Arms against their Country, to become the Executioners of their Friends and Brethren, or to fall themselves by their Hands.

HE has excited domestic Insurrections amongst us, and has endeavoured to bring on the Inhabitants of our Frontiers, the merciless Indian Savages, whose known Rule of Warfare, is an undistinguished Destruction, of all Ages, Sexes and Conditions.

IN every stage of these Oppressions we have Petitioned for Redress in the most humble Terms: Our repeated Petitions have been answered only by repeated Injury. A Prince, whose Character is thus marked by every act which may define a Tyrant, is unfit to be the Ruler of a free People.

NOR have we been wanting in Attentions to our British Brethren. We have warned them from Time to Time of Attempts by their Legislature to extend an unwarrantable Jurisdiction over us. We have reminded them of the Circumstances of our Emigration and Settlement here. We have appealed to their native Justice and Magnanimity, and we have conjured them by the Ties of our common Kindred to disavow these Usurpations, which, would inevitably interrupt our Connections and Correspondence. They too have been deaf to the Voice of Justice and of Consanguinity. We must, therefore, acquiesce in the Necessity, which denounces our Separation, and hold them, as we hold the rest of Mankind, Enemies in War, in Peace, Friends.

WE, therefore, the Representatives of the UNITED STATES OF AMERICA, in GENERAL CONGRESS, Assembled, appealing to the Supreme Judge of the World for the Rectitude of our Intentions, do, in the Name, and by Authority of the good People of these Colonies, solemnly Publish and Declare, That these United Colonies are, and of Right ought to be, FREE AND INDEPENDENT STATES; that they are absolved from all Allegiance to the British Crown, and that all political Connection between them and the State of Great-Britain, is and ought to be totally dissolved; and that as FREE AND INDEPENDENT STATES, they have full Power to levy War, conclude Peace, contract Alliances, establish Commerce, and to do all other Acts and Things which INDEPENDENT STATES may of right do. And for the support of this Declaration, with a firm Reliance on the Protection of divine Providence, we mutually pledge to each other our Lives, our Fortunes, and our sacred Honor.

Did you know that many of the Founding Fathers were Presbyterian? Do you want to sign the Declaration, too? You don’t have to be Presbyterian to do so, but it doesn’t hurt.

I had a collection of US flags on the table this morning, and when I got up I directed the boys to bring them outside to decorate our front yard. It took them longer than I expected, so I went out to check on them. They were standing at the end of the driveway seranading the neighborhood with “I’m proud to be an American, where at least I know I’m free. . .” I’m not sure how many of our neighbors had that patriotic inspiration this morning–the guy across the street working on his lawn mower did, though.

(Thanks to the Hucksteads and Kim/Hiraeth for the links.)


Memorial Day 2006

Monday May 29, 2006

Here’s health to you and to our Corps
Which we are proud to serve;
In many a strife we’ve fought for life
And never lost our nerve.
If the Army and the Navy
Ever look on Heaven’s scenes,
They will find the streets are guarded
By United States Marines.

One week ago, my 18 year old brother-in-law kissed his mom and girlfriend goodbye, gave us all hugs, and went off to Paris Island for boot camp with the Marines.

He’s just one of many young men and women through this country’s history who have gone, given their youth, and sometimes their lives for this country and its ideals.

In Memory.


Bob Dylan’s Birthday

Wednesday May 24, 2006

Bob Dylan is 65.

I remember the first Bob Dylan song I ever heard was when I was in 4th grade. My teacher, Mr. Earley, brought in his vinyl and played it for the class.

Well, the whole thing started at 3 o’clock fast,
It was all over by quarter past.
I was down in the sewer with some little lover
When I peeked out from a manhole cover
Wondering who turned the lights on.

Well, I got up and walked around
And up and down the lonesome town.
I stood a-wondering which way to go,
I lit a cigarette on a parking meter
And walked on down the road.
It was a normal day.

. . .

Down at the corner by a hot-dog stand
I seen a man, I said, “Howdy friend,
I guess there’s just us two.”
He screamed a bit and away he flew.
Thought I was a Communist.

Well, I spied a girl and before she could leave,
“Let’s go and play Adam and Eve.”
I took her by the hand and my heart it was thumpin’
When she said, “Hey man, you crazy or sumpin’,
You see what happened last time they started.”

This was during the early 80s. Height of the Cold War. We lived in Arizona, near the Mexico border. I don’t remember anyone ever telling me about a Red Dawn scenario, but I did figure that if Commies ever did invade the US, they’d come up from Mexico.

Mr. Earley used to play guitar with Bob Dylan in California.


Buddha’s Birthday

Wednesday May 17, 2006

This morning the radio mentioned that Buddha’s birthday is coming up and then played Gandalf Murphy and The Slambovian Circus of Dreams. The song? I Made Buddha Cry.

Just a snapshot of my life.


Paris Tulips

Tuesday May 16, 2006

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(Via Paris Daily Photo, via Tim and Jo)


Three Alligator Deaths / One Week

Monday May 15, 2006

In our neck of the swamp, the water table is low, the temperature is rising, and the alligators are mating.

That has led to three alligator-related deaths in a week. Very unusual.

Considering our neighborhood has several small lakes, it is not uncommon to see alligator snouts barely above water. Hubby has tried to point several gators out to me the past week–I’m usually too slow to see them as we drive by.

Obviously, we’re keeping the kiddos away from the shoreline and in after dark.

In related news, R7 jumped into the pool the other day and then freaked out when he saw a snake was swimming, too. J9 thought he saw a wild cat right at the edge of the woods behind our house. And neighborhood lore is that a two year old who lived two doors down from us died a half-dozen years ago from a poinonous snake bite.

And here we are, safe in suburbia.