|The Five Oldest & Watermelon|
Doesn't this picture just epitomize summer? The screened porch. Papa totally relaxed. Watermelon juice dribbling on the chins of small people. Humidity, humming bees, heavy flower fragrances and happy voices.
(Insert Deep Contented Sigh!)
There has been so much negative to read and see lately that I wanted to share a little joy with you today. I hope you can take a minute and "refresh" with me.
Last weekend, Meagan and Nathan traveled to NC for the memorial of his beloved grandfather, Ken Smith. Grandpa Smith was such a stabilizing person for Nathan during the time that his family dealt with the life-threatening illness of his younger sister, Sarah. (She recovered, thank God and continues to flourish as a young adult.)
Nathan's love for him is deep. Meagan, who has been part of the family for over a decade now, also grew to love and respect Grandpa. So John and Joy took on the four Smith babies while our Smiths flew to join the other Smiths in Charlotte to celebrate the life of this dear man.
[Side Note: Ava Schreck fell on the trampoline and broke her leg last Monday. Kristin and I were gearing up to take the Smiths when Joy said, "Why?!" She explained that as soon as Ava's leg was cast, the tough part would be over. (Joy's perspective, not mine!) So, of course the Smith children should stay with her four as well as the two extras she nannies during the day. Yes, Joy IS Superwoman!]
On Saturday, Frank and I invited the five oldest grands to our house for lunch and some play time. It also provided a break for John and Joy. The picture on our back porch was taken after lunch. Watermelon was the reward for no arguing and prompt obedience during our time together. Then there was the Lincoln Log building....
|Papa and Madison's Cabin|
|Abby and Noah built first|
The Lincoln Log kit we brought right after Spencer was born has become a popular item when the little babies aren't around. (Yes, we DID buy it eight years ago. No, he wasn't big enough to play with it then. But if you're a grandparent, you understand.)
Papa helped Abby and Noah build a cabin first. Then Madi needed her own. The next picture won't make sense unless you have little boys in your world. It's certainly not an experience I ever had while raising our three little girls. (Oh, No! It won't download.)
Well, imagine all five grandchildren filling their fat fists full of the tiniest blocks. Then hear them counting down, "Five, Four, Three, Two, One!!" Now cue your imagination to hear blocks whistle through the air and crash squarely against the newly constructed cabin. Yes, as soon as it was built, they threw blocks at it until it was demolished.
Who knew destroying was half the fun of constructing?
|Kitty Loves her Papa|
This picture of refreshing is included for those of you who are pet lovers. (Like us.) While the Schrecks were on vacation a few weeks ago, Noni and Papa took care of their great dane who happens to be named, Kitty. (Yes, my children have an odd sense of humor like their mother.)
Every morning when Frank went by to let her out of her kennel, she was pretty eager to get outdoors. But in the evenings it was a different story. She would make a mad dash for the house, galloping in like the monster puppy she is. She would then circle the living room and dining room several times with her massive tail beating against any furniture, cabinets or human legs that got in her way.
At that point she would plop down beside the couch and look up at us with those huge chocolate eyes as if to say, "Please love on me, now." Papa and I just couldn't resist. So, every evening we had to allow extra time to pet and talk to our monster grand dog, Kitty. There's research that shows petting an animal is a restoring action. You don't have to convince me.
Also, I just realized Frank is wearing the same t-shirt in those three pictures. Trust me, he has others. But like most men, he hits phases where one shirt and a particular pair of shorts are his favorites. He says it saves time not having to decide what to wear. My job is just keeping them clean. (Insert serious eye roll here.)
Here's another picture of refreshing even though everyone in the picture is sweating and working hard.
|Help When You Need it Most|
I've long dreamed of adding another bank of cabinets in our kitchen. A few weeks ago, I found some online that had been removed from an upscale home in Orlando. Imagine my delight at finding cabinets with nearly the same finish as the originals that would fit perfectly on the open wall all at only a fraction of the normal cost.
Ed Collins is a dear friend who helps Frank with all sorts of renovation jobs around our house. He scheduled an entire day to come put the cabinets on the wall. I woke early that morning and realized we would be covering the only electrical outlet on that side. Panic!
Frank called our neighbor, Richard who said he'd be happy to come put in a couple of outlets ahead of the cabinets going in. Richard got so involved, he ended up staying until the job was completed. Isn't such generosity of time refreshing?
Finally, I want to share this picture with you.
Many of you may not know but I have only one sister. She lives near Charlotte, NC and we only get to see one another once or twice a year. (We also have a brother we love who lives near Atlanta.) With all the craziness, I got an overwhelming urge to go see Vonnie. So I donned a mask, hopped on a plane and flew up to Charlotte last month.
We laughed and cried and ate good food (she is an amazing cook) and stayed up too late and and took long walks and talked until we needed naps. It was a resplendent visit, indeed. (My favorite word is reserved for most impact. This visit was definitely resplendent.)
The first picture was taken in the gardens of the Billy Graham museum. I've wanted to visit there so we made that part of our itinerary. If you get to that part of the country, it's a wonderful and encouraging museum to tour.
We laughed when we got home and took off our shoes. Can you guess why? My foot is on the left and hers is on the right. Although we had gotten pedicures 500 miles apart, we had chosen almost the exact same color polish. Sisters!
I have more pictures and stories to share from that visit but I'll save them for another post.
My objective today was to give you a smile and a bit of encouragement in the middle of all the crazy. So, let me close with a scripture that has taken on new significance for me. Paul wrote to some of his friends who were living in Rome. They were experiencing a difficult time similar to the one we're living through.
Here's what he said to them, "I pray that God, the source of hope will fill you completely with Joy and Peace because you trust in Him. Then you will overflow with confident hope through the power of the Holy Spirit."
I've written this out and put it on my refrigerator as a reminder. Our only source for truly refreshing Hope is God but He is more than able to fill us with joy and peace when we trust in Him. This is my prayer for you today, Dear Reader.
May your heart be refreshed! Blessings!
Have you experienced a moment of refreshing this summer? We'd love to hear about it. Perhaps some reader can relate or even recreate the moment for themselves. Please share in the comment section below.