Tuesday, April 30, 2019

Glorious Easter

We were invited to our friends, Jodie and Jeff, for Easter. I wanted to make her an Easter basket because it is just so much fun to gather spring flowers together in one spot...here is how it turned out.

I started with the variegated plant on the left and thought the nasturtium was the perfect contrast. Cell packs of cosmos and coleus filled in well.
See the little blue glass tulip? 
I got that at Alden Lane.

The white, cheerful basket came from Bloomies in Pleasanton. It had a liner so I just added soil and then the flowers.

I added Easter eggs, a mushroom and a glass tulip. The succulents were from our yard and the ribbon was the same we used at the Gala last September.
The best part? Jodie loved it!

Monday, April 15, 2019

Notre Dame...Our Lady is burning almost to the ground

Nearly unbespeakable news from Paris. The beautiful Lady is on fire. I have been there and seen her. Dave has walked up to the top of her and viewed Paris from on high. Somehow she is burning. I don't know if we will ever know the truth of why. Terrorism? Carelessness? Accident? The end of the age? It is simply horrendous for me, for the French. For the catholics? What does it mean? France has become secular and the church of God is just a place to visit with very little if any spiritual value to the people of secular France. The same thing happened in Christchurch NZ. We visited the famous church and it was a place of nothing related to Christ. In the church, there were postings on a wall of places to meet people for a massage, Muslim meetings, vegetarian meetings, gay meetings..no word about Jesus. So the earthquake hit and the Christ church fell to the ground. Now Notre Dame has burned. Against a backdrop of multiple church burnings in Paris in the past year, growing Muslim infiltration pushing out any Christian vestige of faith, and large disinterest in Christianity in Europe as a whole. I had an English patient once who was amazed at Americans always talking about God. She said, in England we never talk about God. So Europe has left God. doesn't care. I prayed for her child who had no normal vessels to the Kidney and was expected to die. I prayed for a healing. I prayed for a healing where the doctors would say, "we have never seen this before". The baby was healed and the doctors said. "We have never seen this before." So in England where no one talks or thinks about God, this God heals a baby. When faith leaves the heart, no miracle is done. Why did Notre Dame burn to the ground? Maybe no one cares about the God she is supposed to house. The truth though is that God lives in a human temple, a human heart. So if she is Never rebuilt, maybe that is just fine. As long as people invite him into the human temple. He will live forever. Happy Easter.

Monday, February 25, 2019

Last Spring...ahhh

It's been raining forever...yeah!...but the sun is a wonderful thing to see and so are flowers and memories of all...

A visit to Rose Garden in Portland 8 years ago...

A photo shoot I did with my friend Kris to display her candelabras..we found this old barn door!

A walk in Chicago back in the day

Portland again
my succulents!

Friday, December 28, 2018

Wonderful "Thank You" Letter

We have been receiving many many thank you notes for our Pleasanton Military Families Christmas pack out boxes. They arrived and were opened with joy! Yeah. Here is a real nice note and photo from a happy sergeant.

Thursday, November 29, 2018

Devastating News from our PMF President

Life is so precious. So unpredictable.
Saturday we joyfully packed boxes for our troops.
Tuesday we delivered the boxes to be mailed.
Today we learn from Azi's son, (name withheld), that one of the Special Forces Green Berets that we sent boxes to was killed in the IED explosion over the weekend. Three were killed, four more wounded.

We were sending boxes to Sergeant First Class Eric Emond, 39, in the Army for 21 years. He was our contact for one of the Special Forces units in Afghanistan. He was to receive 20 boxes from us to distribute amongst his team. Afshin confirmed the boxes will go to the team Chaplain and still be distributed. 

AFC Emond was married and has three little girls under the age of 6.
If we are able to find an address to send cards or something for the children, I will share it with PMF.
Our hearts ache. I have included a link to a story on these 3 brave men from the Military Times.
Please take the time to read and remember these men. They are all heroes to us.  We graciously thank those who gave all...pray for their families.

 Pat Frizzell

Capt. Andrew Ross, from left, and Sgt. 1st Class Eric Emond, both Green Berets with 3rd Special Forces Group, and Air Force Staff Sgt. Dylan Elchin, of the 26th Special Tactics Squadron, were killed Nov. 27, 2018, when their vehicle was hit by an improvised explosive device in Andar, Ghazni Province, Afghanistan. (DoD)

The entire story is found below:

Wednesday, December 27, 2017

Now Starring: SUCCULENTS!

For Mirna, who I met in Trader Joe's today..

I don't know why or when I started my growing love affair with succulents, but I am indeed smitten by the seemingly endless variety of these flower like, cactus like plants. They are the perfect choice for our unclear weather and drought forecast so I thought I'd put a few of my garden's lovelies up for show…

This Escheveria is in a planter in the back yard patio.

Another type of Escheveria…one with ruffled leaves…this is my oldest having been
in a pot on my front porch for at least 20 years…I never watered it so it was very slow growing!

(above)These are planted in the ground in the front entry way where it gets baking sun all summer. I got them from Home Depot I think.

(above)Also planted in the ground in the entry way…they get more shade…I love the red
border and the gorgeous green.

A new grouping of plants that I transferred from other smaller pots…the contrast is wonderful I think.

(above) These two types of succulents are planted in pots in the back patio…I sheltered them from
the frost all winter long and they made it fine!

Back to the beginning…beautiful right???
The more water they get, the more they grow, but even with very little water, they do extremely well in our hot summer weather.

Saturday, December 9, 2017

Pondering Galatians 2:20

note to myself

i was walking and thinking that i don’t see myself like Paul did in Galatians 2:20.

“I have been crucified with Christ and I no longer live.”

What does that mean? I don’t feel crucified. I feel like that never happened. I forget that. But Jesus never forgets he was crucified because he bears the scars on his body. All he has to do is look down at this hands and feet and ribs. He never forgets his sacrifice on the cross. Which means he never forgets us.

I have been crucified with Christ...It must mean that on the same day that Christ died to the world, I also died to the world. The day he was crucified is the day I was crucified. I died with my sins on the cross when he took the punishment for my sins and buried them with him. If this were not true, would he not have to be crucified again and again every time a lost person became a saved person so that each person could be crucified with Christ? No, he died once for all that all might live in him. Crucified once for all.

But since I am still alive, I easily 
forget that I have been crucified to the world.. I see the world and feel it’s influence every day. I need to think like this:

I have the same marks on my hands and feet as Christ as proof I was crucified.
I was nailed to the cross with him. My sins were nailed to the cross in him.
When he rose, he carried me with him. We are one person. I am walking around in his shoes. His skin.

My physical life is not my life. My spiritual life is my real life, my born again life is the only life that matters. ( “The only thing that counts is a new creation.”)

That way, my attitudes can be Christ’s attitudes because I am in him, walking around in him and what comes out of me is him. His attitudes about the world. And I know he is not moved by the world,...the money, the anger, the protests, the stupidity, the cruelty, the rage. Because he lives on the other side of those things. He has overcome those things. They cannot touch him.

And thus, they cannot touch me. In him, I am protected.

So I don’t need to engage in worldly arguments or folly or hate or defend any position other than this: talk about Jesus because that is what the world needs. Before you talk, stop and let God talk to you about what to say. Be confident in him.

You are walking around in his shoes, alive because he lives. The holy spirit is your mark...your tatoo ...your reminder...proof of his scars from the cross. I have been crucified with Christ and I no longer live. The life I live in the body, I live by faith in Christ who loved me and gave himself for me. 

Jesus words:
You are in the world, not of the world.
Do not be surprised if the world hates you, it hated me first.
I am not of this world.