Showing posts with label Thanks a Day. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Thanks a Day. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 1, 2020

30 Days of Thanks Wrap Up

We had a fantastic time in Flagstaff.  We spent as much time as possible outside.  Our internet was painfully slow, so I didn't get to post for a few days.  Here are the days I missed:
 
The Grand Canyon, more on that later.


Day 23:  Bundled
I told Les last year that I wanted to go somewhere cold for Christmas.  We ended up in Hawaii for most of December 2019.  He made my dream come true last week.  It was SO cold in Flagstaff, most nights it was in the teens.  I loved it and I'm thankful for warm clothes so I can be bundled! A warm fire is also a bonus...



Day 28:  Communicate:
I have to say I am very thankful for the many ways we are able to communicate. I definitely prefer face to face, but during these months of lock down, safe at home, and restrictions, the many ways we communicate have been so important. Phone calls, texts, emails, online service - they have all been so important.  I'm thankful every time someone reaches out to communicate with me... unless they're a telemarketer!

Day 29:  A Blessing
We drove home on Sunday.  While we enjoyed our time away, it's always a blessing to be home.  I'm so thankful for the beautiful home God has provided us.

Day 30:  Final
I got up yesterday morning and wanted to take advantage of a week of altitude training.  I went for a nice 5 mile run.  I felt great until the final mile...  my feet got a little tangled up and I found myself flying and then landing with a painful thud.  I'm not sure how it happened, but my sunglasses slammed into my face and I'm now sporting my first ever black eye!  I am okay, banged up and sore, but I'm thankful that I was able to get back up and hobble the final steps home.


Friday, November 27, 2020

30 Days of Thanks, Day 27: Sweet

Did you get your share of pie yesterday?  I had cherry and Les went for pumpkin. I’ve been cooking all week, but we ate out last night. We were pleasantly surprised with the Northern Pines Restaurant. 

I definitely have a sweet tooth.  I’m thankful for all things sweet, but more importantly the sweet people in my life!  I received text messages from a few yesterday and they were all so sweet!

A picture of my sweetie having a sweet!

Next week is the first week of December.  Typically I’d be planning my Christmas bake fest.  I don’t know if I should give sweets away this year, I may go with a limited run just for my sweetie and me!


Thursday, November 26, 2020

30 Days of Thanks, Day 26: Family

Happy Thanksgiving!!  Today is a perfect day to give thanks for my family.
 
My first family, the Fultz family.  It started with these two:


They added these four:




These three were added:

 
My family grew when I married this guy:


The original McElhaney five:


The crew has grown quite a bit!


If I tried to post pictures our extended families, I know I would miss several.  So I'm just going to leave it here.  
 
I'm so thankful for the blessing of family.  Some are families were are born into, others are families we create.  I hope you all have a wonderful day with whoever you call family today!

Wednesday, November 25, 2020

30 Days of Thanks, Day 25: Photo of Photo

Happy Thanksgiving Eve!  I hope wherever you are and whoever you are with tomorrow it will be a wonderful day.  We are going to the Grand Canyon today so there will be plenty of photos taken.  For now here is a simple screenshot:


It’s cold!  No, it’s actually freezing here!  I’m thankful for a warm place to sleep, warm clothes, and coffee!!

Tuesday, November 24, 2020

30 Days of Thanks, Day 24: Reflective

While looking up the definition of the word "reflective," I stumbled upon an article in the Washington Post.  The majority of the article was about which wine to have with Thanksgiving dinner, but what took me there was found in this paragraph:

Many of us will be having a quieter, more intimate Thanksgiving because of the pandemic and soaring positivity rates. Some have felt the economic pain, as states and cities shut businesses to help curtail the virus’s spread. All too many families will have an empty chair at the table. Thanksgiving this year may be more reflective than festive. We may even wonder why we should feel thankful at all.


I think we've drifted a long way from the original Thanksgiving and it's purpose.  It wasn't "turkey day."   It wasn't about food and football or preparing for Black Friday sales.  I believe that day was more reflective than festive.  From Wikipedia:
The event that Americans commonly call the "First Thanksgiving" was celebrated by the Pilgrims after their first harvest in the New World in October 1621. This feast lasted three days, and, as recounted by attendee Edward Winslow, was attended by 90 Native Americans and 53 Pilgrims. The New England colonists were accustomed to regularly celebrating "thanksgivings," days of prayer thanking God for blessings such as military victory or the end of a drought.  
Thanksgiving has been celebrated nationally on and off since 1789, with a proclamation by President George Washington after a request by Congress. President Thomas Jefferson chose not to observe the holiday, and its celebration was intermittent until President Abraham Lincoln, in 1863, proclaimed a national day of "Thanksgiving and Praise to our beneficent Father who dwelleth in the Heavens", to be celebrated on the last Thursday in November. On June 28, 1870, President Ulysses S. Grant signed into law the Holidays Act that made Thanksgiving a yearly appointed federal holiday in Washington D.C.  
 
2020 has challenged all of us.  I am not in any way downplaying the losses.  But I do believe, if we honestly reflect on God's goodness, we will find a way to be thankful.

Sunday, November 22, 2020

30 Days of Thanks, Day 22: Constant

The phrase, "A constant friend" came to mind as I started this post.  A quick Google search found the old hymn "His Eye is On the Sparrow."  I'm so thankful that Jesus is that constant Friend!
 

Why should I feel discouraged? And why should the shadows come?
And why should my heart be lonely and long for heaven and home?
When Jesus is my portion, my constant friend is He
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me

And I sing because I'm happy
I sing because I am free
His eye is on the sparrow
And I know He watches me

Let not your heart be troubled, His tender word I hear
And resting on His goodness, I lose my doubts and fears
Though by the path He leads us, but one step I may see
His eye is on the sparrows, and I know He watches me

And I sing because I'm happy
And I sing because I'm free
His eye is on the sparrow
And I know He watches me

Whenever I am tempted, whenever clouds arise,
When songs give place to sighing, when hope within me dies,
I draw the closer to Him, from care He sets me free;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.

Civilla D. Martin, 1905 

Saturday, November 21, 2020

30 Days of Thanks, Day 21: Regret

Five years ago I wrote a post called "True Love Waits."    Here is part of what I wrote:
Les and I dated for fifteen months before we got engaged.  We were engaged for six months.  That's a total of twenty one months before we got married.  I think we'd been dating about two months when people started asking when we were going to get engaged.  One lady said, "I knew my husband for one week when we got engaged!"  Sadly, that marriage didn't survive.  While I was getting these types of questions on a regular basis, a wise person told me, "No one ever regrets waiting."  Truly, there was no rush for us.  Yes, we were "older" in the eyes of many - 25 when we met and 27 when we got married.  But here we are after nearly 24 years of marriage and I don't regret a thing.
I have a few regrets in my life, I'm thankful none of them are major.  Mostly I regret times when I've said something unkind.  The one benefit of regret - it can push us to change.  Regretting that cruel comeback will cause us to hold our tongue.  Regretting time spent with a toxic person leads us to avoid doing so in the future.  

I prefer to live my life with few regrets, it's definitely the easier route.  But for those times that I do regret, I'm thankful that I can change and do better.

Friday, November 20, 2020

30 Days of Thanks, Day 20: Daily

The Bible is meant to be bread for our daily use, not just cake for special occasions.
- Mom's Bible
 

I am so thankful that I can read the Bible for myself.  The International Bible Society has an interesting article titled, "How was the Bible distributed before the printing press was invented in 1455?"  It gives history of how the Bible was copied by hand for centuries.  I found these points very interesting:

While many translations were made, a church council in Toulouse, France, in 1229 forbade anyone who was not a priest from owning a Bible. Nevertheless, “underground” translation and circulation of the Bible continued.
 
Because of the huge size of complete Bibles, they were divided into several volumes, and each was very costly. Only the rich and the universities could afford them. Into this situation came a great revolutionary named John Wycliffe, whose central doctrine was, “Every Christian ought to study this book because it is the whole truth!”  

Today we are pretty casual about this great treasure, so readily available to us. We do well to stop for a moment to realize that we can actually hold in our hands the precious revelation of God Himself. It costs us less than an hour’s wage, rather than a year’s salary, as it once did. The temptation now is to treat the ancient word casually as well. But from this ink and paper springs the ageless gospel of hope for this life and the life to come. It is our priceless heritage.
 

I have owned my own Bible since I was a child.  I've had many Bibles through the years.  I cherish them. I can't imagine not having God's Word available to me.  I do my best to make it the first thing I read every morning.  May we always be thankful for this great treasure!

Thursday, November 19, 2020

30 Days of Thanks, Day 19: Weathered

None of us are going to make it through life without facing storms.  I'm not thankful for all the storms I've faced, but I AM thankful for a God Who has been with me and has helped me weather those storms.  Way back in 2011 I wrote a post called "Storm Survival."  It's so great how God will use two different men to bring encouragement during the storms of life:
 
Les preached a great message yesterday morning called "Storm Survival." His text was from Matthew chapter 14. It is the story of the disciples in a storm when Jesus comes to them walking on the water.

Les made many great points, but the one that stood out to me was from verse 22: "and straightway Jesus constrained his disciples to get into a ship..." The disciples were exactly where Jesus wanted them and they still faced a storm!

It's so easy to question when we're in a storm. "Lord, I thought this is what you wanted me to do..." Just because a storm comes doesn't mean you're out of the will of God or that you've done something wrong. God knows exactly where you are. The same story is told in Mark chapter 6, verse 48 says that Jesus "saw them toiling in rowing."

Pastor Julio May from Memphis, Tennessee was in service with us last night. His message was "From Bad to Worse." Amos 5:19 says, "As if a man did flee from a lion, and a bear met him; or went into the house, and leaned his hand on the wall, and a serpent bit him."

Bro. May talked about how sometimes life can go from bad to worse, but then he made this statement: "When you're living for God, a bad day just means a better day is coming!"

As I played the piano for both altar services, I watched people who are going through storms. Unemployment. Sickness. Financial Strain. Things I don't even know about ~ but God was at work yesterday! They're still in their storms this morning, but I believe they woke up with hope instead of despair.

I know that there are people reading this blog who are in storms. Storms are part of life. While the disciples were still in the storm, Jesus said, "Be of good cheer; it is I; be not afraid." So remember, God knows exactly where you are in your storm today and a better day IS coming!

Tuesday, November 17, 2020

30 Days of Thanks, Day 17: Temporary

I thought I'd share a sneak peak of our front planter wall.  It is almost finished!!  Our stone worker is a master at his craft.  As you can see, he did an excellent job!




 I'm very thankful that the portable toilet in front of our house is temporary!!



Monday, November 16, 2020

30 Days of Thanks, Day 16: Stillness

I did a quick search on my blog for the word stillness and found a beautiful post!  The post is titled, "Is He Your Shepherd?"  This came from notes from a Tuesday night Bible study in Hawaii in 2016.  You can read the entire post by going here.  I'm including my notes about one part that fits today's word perfectly.  If we've ever needed a place of stillness, it's now, in 2020.
 
He leadeth me beside the still waters...

Still waters are hard to come by in our busy, over-scheduled lives.  There is a place of rest in a busy and crazy world.  We need both physical and emotional rest.

God wants us to have time to recuperate.  We need times of recuperation.   

We need to value hitting the pause button and taking trips by the still waters. We need to learn what it is to calm ourselves.  When we're hurting and feeling stressed, we must find a place of rest.  We need rest and calm to navigate life.

The opposite of still waters is a place of explosion.

God is doing everything to create a place of rest.  The biggest mistake you can make is believing you can work through every problem of life on your own.

There is a great need for spiritual lifeguards.  People who are looking for those who are drowning in the sea of life, who can bring calm to others.  We can't do that if we don't have calm and rest in our own lives.

We have the ability to be calm and bring calmness.  The church is a place of calmness.  This is a place to come in and lie down.

There are times when we are so stressed, our thinking is so messed up, we don't think we can even pray.

When we are in stillness God can send things to cleanse us of the parasites of life.  It takes the calm place to clean off what does not belong.  We have to learn the value of quiet time, a time to take a deep breath, listening for the still small voice.

At this point of the lesson, the Great Shepherd, the Prince of Peace took over.  There was such a beautiful, calming move of His Spirit that I put my pen down and closed my eyes, just listening to Pastor McGriffin.  He continued teaching a few more minutes.  The spirit in the building was so sweet as Pastor McGriffin began to sing...
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
There's just something about that name
Master, Savior, Jesus
Like the fragrance after the rain
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
Let all heaven and earth proclaim
Kings and kingdoms shall all pass away
But there's something about that name.
The congregation joined in, singing softly with no instruments, but with such a spirit of calm.  It wasn't a time to shout, but to quietly absorb the Word that was spoken.  Pastor McGriffin closed with these words, "In a world spinning out of control, we need to find the place of rest in the calm of God."
 
I'm thankful that I know where to go to find stillness!

Sunday, November 15, 2020

30 Days of Thanks, Day 15: Brighter

Victory Tabernacle is celebrating the 39th Pastoral Anniversary of Pastor and Sister White today.  We won't be able to do nearly as much as we have in the past with all the COVID restrictions, but they are worthy of double honor!

Pastor and Sister White make this world a brighter place.  They are kind and loving.  They are hard workers.  They have stepped up to the challenges of 2020 to keep our church family united. In the more than 29 years that Pastor White has been my pastor, I have never gone hungry spiritually.  He always brings a spiritual feast to the table.

During my early twenties as I waited for God to bring Mr. Right into my life, I started praying not only for my future husband, but for his pastor as well. I changed my list of things I wanted in a man to include "must belong to a good church" and even included a list of pastors that I felt I would be safe in their churches. When I met Les, and saw a future with him, I knew I was going to be in safe hands with Pastor White as my pastor - he was one of the pastors on my "list!"

One of the greatest things that Sis. White has done for our church is in developing musicians. When I married Les and became part of Victory Tabernacle, Sis. White was our only organist, with no one playing the piano/keyboard. It wasn't until Pastor and Sis. White were gone one Sunday that I realized how much we needed help. At that point, with much encouragement from Les, I secretly began taking Class Piano at our local community college. At some point, Sis. White got wind of this and said it was time for me to start playing in church!! Oh My!!! I certainly wasn't ready (sometimes I still feel unready) but she said Do It!! In time, I began playing loudly enough that people could actually hear me. But Sis. White didn't stop with me. She has repeatedly pushed, prodded, and thrown musicians into the waters of playing. We now have many talented, capable musicians and it is thanks to her vision.
 
I am so thankful for these two great people of God.  They make my world brighter!

Saturday, November 14, 2020

30 Days of Thanks, Day 14: Strong

I'm re-posting something I wrote in August.  The title of the post was "Strong."  I'm so thankful for my Mom's example of holding on, even when she didn't feel strong.
 
Pastor White recommended a couple of books during last Wednesday night's Bible study.  He taught about "Persecution and the People of God."  (You can listen to Part 1 and 2 here.)  The books he recommended were "Fox's Book of Martyrs" and "The Way Called Heresy."  We have both of these books but I have not been able to located "The Way Called Heresy."  
 
During my searching, I stumbled upon a book that belonged to my Mom.  It is a journal that was given to her on her 54th birthday - January 1, 1994.  All the staff from Truth Tabernacle Christian School signed it.  She was going to be off work for a few weeks because she was having knee surgery.
 
My memories of 1994 are tough.  The Northridge Earthquake happened on January 17th.  Rod's declining health and his passing on June 22nd.  Mom's cancer returned later that summer.
 
Mom's writing in this particular journal are more raw than anything else of hers that I have.  At times she wrote words of encouragement, but then she wrote how she was feeling:
 
January 6
Sometimes the Lord calms the storm; sometimes He lets the storm rage and calms His child.
I don't feel calm today.
 
January 7
I survived the surgery.  PAIN  PAIN  PAIN  PAIN all day, all night.
 
January 8
Everything seems better in the daylight.  I feel tough again :)
 
Mother's Day weekend - went to Kathy and Les'... had a great time.
Mother's Day banquet very nice, church on Sunday A.M just for me.

June 22
I can barely read, much less type, all that she wrote on that day.  She spent the day with Rod until an ambulance came around 1:30, two hours later: "Rod is at home with the Lord.  My heart is bleeding."

Two days later she wrote about his funeral, "absolutely beautiful...  I feel the peace that passeth understanding, I know Rod is safe at home with Jesus."

The next two entries are not dated:
People say I'm strong but I don't feel strong.
 
Summer has been a blur: times of happiness with the grandkids but all tinged with my deep hurt.

I remember that summer well.  One of the things I remember the most is seeing Mom and Dad for the first time after Rod's funeral.  It seemed like they had aged a decade in about a month's time.  The blur that was the summer of 1994 didn't get better...

August 20
Time for yearly chest x-ray.

August 23
Call from nurse Lynette, changes since last year.

August 24
CAT scan

August 25
Call from Dr. Medrano

Cancer

I really don't feel strong now, but God is still in control.

August 26
Start chemo

September 7, 8, 9
Helped out at T.T.C.S.  I didn't know how much I would miss it...

That was the final entry.  Her cancer battle went on another four years.  Highs and lows, joys and sorrows.  The one thing that stood out to me was what she wrote twice, "I don't feel strong."

2 Corinthians 12:9-10 says, "And he said unto me, My grace is sufficient for thee: for my strength is made perfect in weakness. Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me.   Therefore I take pleasure in infirmities, in reproaches, in necessities, in persecutions, in distresses for Christ's sake: for when I am weak, then am I strong."

David Guzik's Enduring Word Commentary says:
What triumph! What can the world do to such a man so firm in the grip of Jesus? God did not allow this thorn in the flesh to punish Paul, or to keep him weak for the sake of weakness. God allowed it to show a divine strength in Paul.
Think about this man Paul. Was he a weak man or a strong man? The man who traveled around the ancient world spreading the gospel of Jesus despite the fiercest persecutions, who endured shipwrecks and imprisonment, who preached to kings and slaves, who established strong churches and trained up their leaders was not a weak man. In light of his life and accomplishments, we would say that Paul was a very strong man. But he was only strong because he knew his weaknesses, and looked outside of himself for the strength of God’s grace. If we are going to live lives of such strength, we also must understand and admit our weaknesses, and look to God alone for the favor, approval and work of grace that will strengthen us for any task. It was the grace-filled Paul who said, “I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.” (Philippians 4:13)
 
Albert Barnes' Notes on the Bible says:
When I feel weak; when I am subjected to trial, and nature faints and fails, then strength is imparted to me, and I am enabled to bear all. The more I am borne down with trials, the more do I feel my need of divine assistance, and the more do I feel the efficacy of divine grace. Such was the promise in Deuteronomy 33:25; “As thy days, so shall thy strength be.” So in Hebrews 11:24; “Who out of weakness were made strong.” What Christian has not experienced this, and been able to say that when he felt himself weak and felt like sinking under the accumulation of many trials, he has found his strength according to his day, and felt an arm of power supporting him? It is then that the Redeemer manifests himself in a special manner; and then that the excellency of the religion of Christ is truly seen and its power appreciated and felt.

Matthew Henry's Commentary on the Whole Bible says:
This is a Christian paradox: when we are weak in ourselves, then we are strong in the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ; when we see ourselves weak in ourselves, then we go out of ourselves to Christ, and are qualified to receive strength from him, and experience most of the supplies of divine strength and grace.

We don't always feel strong, but I think that's the way it should be.  When we feel strong because of our own strength, we are actually weak, and we're setting ourselves up for failure.  But when we find our strength in Jesus, when we are weak, His grace is sufficient and His strength is made perfect in our weakness.

Friday, November 13, 2020

30 Days of Thanks, Day 13: Faded

 Isaiah 40:8 says, "The grass withereth, the flower fadeth: but the word of our God shall stand for ever."
 
Our memories will fade over time.  Pain, fear, frustration, grief - it does fade eventually.  Joy, excitement, anticipation - those fade as well.  Everything we've experienced in 2020 will someday fade as a flower.


No matter what tomorrow brings, God's word will stand.  No matter who is in power, someday they will fade, but God's word will never fade.  I wrote a post in October 2010 called, "Thy Word Have I Hid."  I wrote about a sword drill we had during Bible study:
Les and I both remember our Sunday school teachers drilling into us "What will you do if your Bible is taken away?" This was during the Cold War (see, I really am old!) and the threat of communism was real. Thank you, Sunday school teachers for all those memory verses you put into me!
I also included several quotes from Mom's Bible:
Other books were given for our Information. The Bible was given for our Transformation.

One who uses the Bible as his guide never loses his sense of direction.

The devil is not afraid of the Bible that has dust on it.

The Bible is meant to be Bread for our daily use;
not just cake for special occasions.

I'm so thankful for God's word.  It is still relevant to our lives today.  Everything we need we can find in that beautiful old book!

Thursday, November 12, 2020

30 Days of Thanks, Day 12: Sad

I struggled with this post.  What could I write that says, "I'm thankful for the times I've been sad."  We would be selfish, entitled individuals if we never experienced sadness.  We wouldn't have empathy for others as they walk through dark times if we hadn't walk through them ourselves.  I found these beautiful quotes that express my thoughts.  They all seem to agree that without sadness, there is no happiness.
 


 
This one really described it best.

 
And finally...


 

Wednesday, November 11, 2020

30 Days of Thanks, Day 11: Veterans

I'm changing my word for today.  The prompt was tallest, but I want to give thanks for our Veterans.

It is the VETERAN, 
not the preacher, 
who has given us freedom of religion. 
 
It is the VETERAN, 
not the reporter, 
who has given us freedom of the press.
 
It is the VETERAN, 
not the poet, 
who has given us freedom of speech.
  It is the VETERAN, 
not the campus organizer, 
who has given us freedom to assemble.
  It is the VETERAN, 
not the lawyer, 
who has given us the right to a fair trial. 
 
It is the VETERAN, 
not the politician, 
Who has given us the right to vote. 
 
It is the VETERAN who salutes the Flag. 
 
It is the VETERAN who serves under the Flag.
 
 
Pictured above are my Great Uncle Lewis Ganaway who served in WW II, my uncle Ron Fultz who served during peace time, and my father-in-law Bill McElhaney who also served during peace time. 
 
I'm thankful to them and all soldiers who have served and continue to serve for our freedom.

Tuesday, November 10, 2020

30 Days of Thanks, Day 10: Childhood

When I think about my childhood, I have much to be thankful for.  All I have to do is pull up pictures.  I was blessed to know both of my grandmothers, my paternal grandfather, and both of my maternal great grandmothers.  Plus these three older siblings...


I was born in the last year of the "Baby Boomer" years.  My childhood included a mom who was home when I got home from school. We weren't rich by any stretch of the imagination.  Dad worked hard to provide for us and Mom found ways to stretch every penny. 

I wish this picture was in better shape, but I love it.  Christmas morning 1971.  A girl and her toys.  I'd obviously spent the morning tearing into gifts, without a single thought to my hair!!
 

Yes, my childhood had some difficulties, especially with Rod's health issues.  In spite of that, it was a great childhood and I'm thankful!

Monday, November 9, 2020

30 Days of Thanks, Day 9: Far Away

I don't like it that our families are far away, but I am thankful for them.  Most of mine is here in California.  Les' is scattered from Tennessee to Indiana to Florida.  We have our dear church family in Hawaii who feel so far away since we haven't seen any of them since February.  But there is one other group of people, a group very far away.  A people we think of often, although we've spent very little time with them.  More than seven thousand miles separate us, but I'm thankful for them and the memories we shared last year.  

Far away, but never far from my heart, the precious people of the Philippines!

I'm thankful for the smiles...


The dedication...

The music...

The hard working angels...

The prayer...

The missionaries...


The sweet elders...



The Bible school students...


The Pabanil family

The church in Lucena...







Just last week Les said, "I really want to go back to the Philippines!"  I couldn't agree more!  Philippians 1:3 says, "I thank my God upon every remembrance of you."

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