Living Life in a Fish Bowl!

Gloria’s take on life.

Resurrection Sunday in song

He is Risen.
He is Risen Indeed!
The following is a compilation of various lines from Resurrection Sunday hymns.   See how many you can pick out. 
TELLING THE STORY THROUGH SONG
Thus He left His heavenly glory
to accomplish the Father’s plan (1)
On Calvary’s hill of sorrow
where sin’s demands were paid (2)
 
For twas on that old Cross,
Jesus suffered and died
to pardon and sanctify me (3)
Jesus paid it all
All to Him I owe (4)
 
 
Lives again our glorious King
Where, O death, is now thy sting? (5)
Death cannot keep his prey
Jesus, my Savior (6)
I know that He is living
whatever men may say! (7)
 
My richest gain I count by loss
and pour contempt on all my pride (8)
And from my smitten heart with tears,
two wonders I confess
the Wonders of His glorious love
and my unworthiness (9)
May I be willing, Lord, to bear
daily my cross for Thee (10)
 
I am so wondrously saved from sin
Jesus so sweetly abides within (11)
Redeeming love has been my theme
and shall be til I die (12)
 
O how I love Him, Savior and friend
How can my praises ever find end! (13)
Then He’ll call me someday
to my home far away, (14)
It will be worth it all
when we see Jesus! (15)
 
 
How many songs did you recognize? I enjoyed this trip down memory lane. Music is powerful.
 
I only wish I would have put this together while my mom was alive.  She would have loved this!
Here are the songs.
1 – He Was Nailed to the Cross for Me
2 – I see a Crimson Stream
3 – The Old Rugged Cross
4 – Jesus Paid it All
5 – Christ Arose
6 – Christ the Lord is Risen Today
7 – He Lives
8 – When I Survey the Wondrous Cross
9 – Beneath the Cross of Jesus
10 – Lead Me to Calvary
11 – Glory to His Name
12 – There Is a Fountain Filled With Blood
13 – Blessed Redeemer
14 – The Old Rugged Cross
15 – When We See Christ
til next time,
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April 16, 2017 Posted by | ministry, pastor, Pastor's wife, Woman Pastor | , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

unexpected gift

Easter is next week.  Already?  Yes, already.

Usually by now I have a good grasp on what is left to be done at church, what my contribution to the Easter breakfast will be and what the menu is for our family dinner.  By nature I am not a procrastinator.   This year, well, let’s just say I am not as prepared as I would like to be.  We may have special music and then again maybe not.  I dropped the ball about the wrapped candy for the egg hunt.  (Hopefully that can be salvaged.)   I may buy ready-made food to bring to the breakfast and  Easter dinner will be??

Up until lunch today I was pretty much unprepared for Easter.   This is not conducive to reducing a pastor/pastor’s wife’s stress level.

Getting back to lunch today.  Do we go out to eat?  Do I fix lunch?  Do I give my husband that look reserved for just those few and far between cases where I would like him to fix lunch? (btw he is a wonderful cook)

It’s Palm Sunday —

I am fixing lunch.  We were blessed with a ham yesterday, so ham it is.  I start the potatoes, gravy, and corn. My husband begins to slice the ham so I can fry it. (This almost always makes me think of my daddy.)   Whoever thought of precooked ham — thank you!  I then remember I had bought 2 tubes of crescent rolls so I pop them in the oven.  Next add a fruit salad and wa la.  As I was doing the finishing touches it dawned on me that this was basically our traditional Easter dinner.

It took me by surprise.

It was then that I realized that maybe I was dreading Easter this year.  Wow, putting that in writing really looks bad.  It wasn’t a conscious decision but nonetheless there it was.

Let me explain.

I love Easter.  Our churches early morning service is my all time favorite service.    There is something about getting up early that makes me think of those ladies who went to the tomb that first resurrection morning.   Arriving at the church Easter morning at 6:30 is truly a sacrifice for me, but there is just something about it that I just love!

There are other things I love that Easter seems to bring with it.  I am my mother’s child and so I can now officially wear white shoes and sandals.  (I did wear sandals on spring break.  Shhhh, that is my little secret. )   I love the newness of Spring.  The crusty old ground is sprouting up new life.  (I have crocuses blooming.)  The trees are budding.  I love getting out the china and preparing a celebration at home with my family.   I have thoroughly enjoyed shopping for my Easter outfit with my daughter-in-law.  One year, we had complimentary matching outfits.  Not this year.

I keep thinking that surely the hole in my heart has healed only to be blind sided by a memory.  Truth is there will always be a part of me that will long for the way it was.  Yet, I press on to what God has in store for today, this week, this year……..

So, God gave me a very special gift today that I didn’t even know how very badly I needed it.  That is just so very much like God.  A new tradition has been started.  Palm Sunday is now our big, family around the table, oh I ate too much, need a nap, kitchen full of pots and pans and dishes meal.  There are no memories to press in, no sadness at what is missing, just a new thing.  Oh how wonderful a new thing can be.  Thanks God!

Next Sunday the boys decided on pizza.  (Another new thing void of sad memories) Yes, we are having pizza for lunch on Easter and I couldn’t be more happy about it.  I did wonder, though, if my future daughter-in-laws will think it strange?  Nah, after all I will be their mother-in-law – that will explain a lot to them.  🙂

I am starting to think about a new tradition for Mother’s Day.  How about a trip to the zoo after church?  Maybe?bahamas

til next time

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March 29, 2015 Posted by | just thinking about stuff, living in a fish bowl, ministry, relationships | , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

sweetly broken

It has been almost nine months since I quit my job at the clinic.  Nine months, hmmm, makes me think of my pregnancy.  There are some similarities.

With both my pregnancy and quitting my second job I didn’t really know what to expect.  It was clearly uncharted territory.  My hormones were all over the place as a pregnant women.  Now as a Peri-menopausal woman who needed to find a new ‘normal’, my emotions are affected.

Another similarity  was the uncomfortable feeling of change.  While change can be exciting, there is something comforting about the same old, same old.  Embarking on this new adventure means embracing change and lots of it.   One huge change during my pregnancy was morning sickness.  It was a common challenge all throughout my pregnancy.  While I haven’t gotten sick, there have certainly been an abundance of challenging issues to deal with the last nine months.

One of the best similarities is the love of what is going on inside me.  Of course being pregnant for me meant two beautiful babies were developing.  Before they were ever born I was already absolutely in love with them.  This time around God is  working on and developing me.   My love for God and others has reached a much deeper level than I would have imagined possible.  My heart is full!

Stretch marks come with pregnancy.  While it seems like for a long time I have been stretched in more ways than even I realized, these stretch marks are important.   With babies, stretch marks are a result of making room for what is developing.  Stretch marks in my life now make room for my faith to continue to grow.

My boys were born a month early.   Around eight months into this new adventure I realized that I was finally starting to get into what I would call a rhythm of grace.

Pregnancy and the birth of my sons meant many firsts.  Each one was exciting.  Some of them were a little scary.  Sometimes I didn’t feel that I was qualified, yet God made up for what I lacked.   Eight and half months into this new adventure there have been many firsts.  God is still making up for what I lack.  Sometimes it is a little scary but I am not afraid.

Resurrection Sunday is right around the corner.  Here is the song I am singing this year.  It pretty much sums up the last eight and half months.

“At the Cross You beckon me.   Draw me gently to my knees  and I am lost for words so lost in love.  I’m sweetly broken, wholly surrendered.”

 Matthew 10:38 (NASB)  And he who does not take his cross and follow after Me is not worthy of Me.”

til next time

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