Happy Un-Birthday, Dad!

I just realized that I didn’t post anything about my dad when it was his birthday last month. So here it is, albeit a little late:
56 years and exactly one month ago, a baby was born to Fred and Betty Chase- a baby that would, along with his older brother, bring years of joy to their lives. He was a good student in school, and went on to college. It was after the college years that he met and married Brenda, who would bring years of joy to his life. He has been a great father to the three of us children, bringing years of joy to our lives. I only hope that my life has brought years of joy to his.
Happy Belated Birthday to My Dad, Peter. I love you.


Heard during dinner preparations last evening:
{to the tune of “Count Your Blessings”}

Italian dressing, name them one by one, Italian dressing, name them one by one… Count Italian dressing see what God has done.

I don’t know which is funnier- that my 3 year old loves salad and is familiar with Italian dressing at a young age, or that he thinks ‘Italian dressing’ actually occurs in this hymn.
You come here for inspiration and humor, you leave here with a song in your head that will remain there all day. You’re welcome.

Photo: Sam playing ‘guitar’

What? She’s Waited Til Now To Get Organized?

I just got done labeling posts about the kids saying funny things, and it took waaaaay too much time. I’ll have to ask Luke to show me a more efficient way of putting labels on my past posts. Labels look to be helpful. They can be seen at the bottom of my posts from now on. That way, when you are reading a post, you are a click away from finding out if I have blogged about something related to it before…Very likely, since my mind travels in tight circles.

Food For My Ears

For, on the one hand, there is a setting aside of a former commandment because of its weakness and uselessness(for the Law made nothing perfect), and on the other hand there is a bringing in of a better hope, through which we draw near to God. Hebrews 7:18-19 (boldness mine)
I’ve just had the unique joy of hearing Graham Kerr on Focus on the Family this morning. It usually doesn’t occur to me to flip the program on when I am washing breakfast dishes, but for some reason, I did today, and it was just what I needed to hear. I’m going to spend time looking into what he was saying about healthy eating and get back to you. There are so many opinions out there about the best ways to eat and keep a healthy weight, that I don’t want to jump in with this guy and say he has all the answers. But what he had to say on the program was very inspiring. Living a healthy lifestyle is part of the “better hope” (from the verses above) that we can have, thanks to the work of Jesus on the cross, setting aside that old standard of death and failure. I loved hearing Graham’s testimony of how his wife, then he met Jesus. Listen to the FOF broadcast here.

Confession Time

“Even now,” declares the LORD,
“return to me with all your heart,
with fasting and weeping and mourning.”

Rend your heart
and not your garments.
Return to the LORD your God,
for he is gracious and compassionate,
slow to anger and abounding in love,
and he relents from sending calamity. Joel 2:12-13

I’ve mentioned to Aliyah a few times this week that her misbehavior is just as bad as that of the sibling she has come to tattle on. It is taking a while for this truth to sink in. Sure, the consequences and hurts of each sin may be different, but in God’s eyes, it is all a stench. No one is sinless.
My thoughts turn to our national sin of abortion when I think about this; even if I am not involved in the act, I feel partly responsible, and completely guilty for this heinous wrong committed against the unborn. We must collectively take responsibility for these sins. From The Book of Common Prayer,

Morning Prayer

Almighty and most merciful Father; We have erred, and strayed from thy ways like lost sheep. We have followed too much the devices and desires of our own hearts.

We have offended against thy holy laws. We have left undone those things which we ought to have done; And we have done those things which we ought not to have done; And there is no health in us.

But thou, O Lord, have mercy upon us, miserable offenders. Spare thou them, O God, who confess their faults. Restore thou them that are penitent; According to thy promises declared unto mankind in Christ Jesus our Lord.

And grant, O most merciful Father, for his sake; That we may hereafter live a godly, righteous, and sober life, To the glory of thy holy Name.

Amen. (boldness mine)

I am encouraged when I read about the neat things happening in crisis pregnancy centers around the country and world. It is a pleasure to donate to these centers, knowing that this is one way I can make a difference and, in some small way, right the wrong. Time Magazine has an article about them which is surprisingly good. Read it here. Thanks to Barbara for first mentioning the article on her blog.

Deep Cleaning

I’m feeling the mid-winter blahs. (Yes, Chuck, I know Spring is supposedly close by, but, believe me, it looks and feels like we’ve got a long way to go.) I started knitting again, partly to use up the yarn I’ve accumulated, but mostly to have something to do during moments of boredom. Someone has said, however, that boredom is simply not wanting to do what one should. That would be true of me-I can think of all kinds of things I should be working on, but don’t wanna. I was perusing my blogs today, really just looking for a good topic for my next post (feeling blah here, too), when I saw that Eren posted about ordering seeds for her garden. That’s it! I thought. Planning our next garden is just the thing that could pull me out of the doldrums. Plus, it looks as if Aliyah’s upcoming Science unit on germination will require us to do some planting. I signed up for the catalog she was recommending right away. Later I thought, why is it I am always looking for things to do to avoid the things I should be doing, as I mentioned above? Why am I not facing the tough jobs head on, and getting them done?
I’ve decided to devote tomorrow to do some deep cleaning of our house. It is remarkable how much has been undone from our major cleaning for the open house. You can’t even tell that that cleaning, only three weeks ago, even took place. That’s how it is with our lives, as well. So much clutter can build up in our hearts and minds if we are not careful. This period of Lent is a good time to do some deep cleaning there, too. Look way back in the recesses; root out that bitterness, drive out those birds of contention from the attic, dust off the gifts of grace, mercy and peace, and put them to use.
So, while I clear out some closets tomorrow, hoping to only put half as much back into them, I’ll also be doing some inventory on me, rolling up my sleeves and getting to work. After all, we Kingdom folk really have no time to be bored.


To the LOST-writer people that had anything to do with last night’s show:
I don’t appreciate having to stay up all hours of the night waiting to watch an episode that involves a silly story line about the origin of Jack’s tattoo. Being lured to last night’s program by the promise of not one, not two, but three questions answered, I think the least you could have done was keep your promise on more than one front. It is enough to make me want to turn the tv off and never look back. I will, of course, tune in next week to see if you have improved on any of the points in my memo.
a loyal viewer
Photo: Aliyah perfecting her withering glare