Showing posts with label path. Show all posts
Showing posts with label path. Show all posts

Wordless Wednesday: Bridge of Character

This is in Danville, IN, on Cartersburg Road, just south on where Old and New US36 come together. 
  Today we came home via backroads.  i love not only the arches on this bridge, but the twining vegetation.

Diploma or Certificate?: Indiana Diploma Decisions

   Last week i received a newsletter from IN*Source with a document link that i wanted to share with ya'll.
  When we made the decision for Max, i don't think we had enough information. You surely won't be able to say that after be able to say that after reading this pdf. 
  You wouldn't believe how hard it was to track it down without using a l
  This is the best i could do.  Most of the links i found take six lines of blog space! This one still isn't even a link to the actual document, however, if you prefer to learn in a video, there's some of those, as well as other resources.
  The one i'm specifically sharing is called Indiana Diploma Decisions.
https://instrc.indiana.edu/family-involvement/diploma-decisions.html
  To get there from here, read the intro paragraph, then click the box in the (horizontal) center of the page.  The one  
  The page below is a search result.  You should be able to get to the same pdf at the bottom of the page.It's the tall skinny one that says Indiana Diploma Decisions. But everything on the page is worth looking at, if that's where you are.
https://instrc.indiana.edu/transition-resources/resource-search.html?search=diploma+decisions
  The organization's home page: https://instrc.indiana.edu/
   Here is the organization which sent the newsletter:   http://insource.org/resources/transition-to-adult-life/

Almost Wordless Wednesday: New Year's Eve Reflection

  You don't reach a certain age without "What ifs."
  Max and i were able to attend a Christmas eve service.  It was at 4:30pm whereas most of them are when are family gets together, and yes, he enjoyed it & did GREAT.
  Of course, music was prominently featured, and there was a flute.
  i can never hear a flute without feeling sad about my lack of musical gift or talents. 
  At  the nursing home caroling, i am the only one who knows all the words without the book. i'm also the only one who can't carry the tune.
  The flute episode was particularly painful: 3 months in which a chld  only a year older tried to teach me what she had learned the year before, during which i never made a single sound (not sure where the band director figured in this- just up front directing).
  And that's just one dream deferred.
Amy Grant Official Music: All I Ever Have to Be is What You Made Me
  i rather think this song was written for a graduation or maybe some great failure, but it works for a new year too.  i've found it comforting and encouraging from the time i first encountered it, and still do.

Wordless Wednesday: Playing with the Crop, near Spencer Beach



On Spencer Beach, i took a lot of photos.  At first glance, this one seemed deleteable.

  On the west coast of Hawaii's Big Island, sort of tucked into an "elbow" between Kohala and the Kona district, lies Spencer Beach Park.  The mountain visible in these photos is Hualalai.  It's to the south, where the famous resorts line the coast.

Before and After

   This is a portrait of a feeling.
   Dry, alone, with a grey sky and a wide, clear but joyless path of duty before you.
   It's even off-center with stuff in the way. The path is clear enough, but there's bothersome little STUFF in front of you.
   Ever been here?
   This past weekend, i have "worked a Discipleship Walk."  My family knows that, along with the other STUFF i've been doing, it's pretty well consumed all of me in the days  and weeks leading up to the weekend, and i came home Sunday afternoon exhausted.  i dropped the luggage in the living room, collapsed in a chair, then dragged myself to bed for a three hours, dead to the world.
   Why would anyone do something like this?
   Joy.
   The Discipleship Walks that i participate in are a small part of the worldwide Christian Cursillo movement, http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cursillo.  They go by various names, and are associated with various parts of the body of Christ, aka denominations.  Some are explicitly about the sponsoring church, others explicitly nondemoniational. These weekends are not about conversion.   The Disciples who come on the Walk learn, through talks and experience, the nuts & bolts of Christian life in a way that they've likely never known before, even if they've lived as a Christ-follower for decades. 
   It's exhausting, it's fun way better than an amusement park, it's joyful.  There's ALWAYS more than enough to eat.  Sleep, maybe not so much, but you're only seriously sleep deprived if you don't go to bed when you get the chance.
And the view along the path is a lot more like this now.