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What Mean These Stones?

In the Holy Scriptures we find the passage from the book of Joshua 4. (Yahoshua 4 from the Hebraic Roots Bible). Our statues, monuments, other physical markers serve as reminders by which we remember and teach future generations of mistakes or better, yet, Yah’s glorious mercies in our lives.

Chapter 4
1 And it was, when all the nation had
completely crossed over the Jordan,
YAHWEH spoke to Yahoshua, saying,
2 Take twelve men for you out of the
people, one man of each tribe.
3 And charge them, saying, Take
twelve stones from this place, from the
middle of the Jordan, from the place
where the feet of the priests were
fixed. And you shall carry them over
with you and lay them down in the
lodging place which you stay in it
tonight.
4 And Yahoshua called to the twelve
men whom he had readied from the
sons of Israel, one man out of each
tribe.
5 And Yahoshua said to them, Cross
over before the ark of YAHWEH your
Elohim to the middle of the Jordan,
and each man of you lift up one stone
on his shoulder, according to the

number of the tribes of the sons of
Israel,
6 that this shall be a sign among you,
when your children ask hereafter,
saying, What are these stones to you?
7 You shall say to them, Because the
waters of the Jordan were cut off
before the ark of the covenant of
YAHWEH, as it crossed over into the
Jordan, the waters of the Jordan were
cut off. And these stones are for a
memorial to the sons of Israel all the
days.
8 And the sons of Israel did as
Yahoshua commanded, and took up
twelve stones out of the middle of the
Jordan, as YAHWEH had spoken to
Yahoshua, according to the number of
the tribes of the sons of Israel, and
crossed over with them to the lodging
place, and laid them down there;
9 even the twelve stones that
Yahoshua lifted up in the middle of the
Jordan, in the place where the feet of
the priests bearing the ark of the
covenant stood firm. And they are
there until this day.
10 And the priests bearing the ark
were standing in the middle of the
Jordan until everything was finished
that YAHWEH had commanded
Yahoshua to speak to the people,
according to all that Moses
commanded Yahoshua. And the
people hurried and crossed over.
11 And it happened, when the people
had finished crossing over, the ark of
YAHWEH and the priests crossed
over before the people.
12 And the sons of Reuben, and the
sons of Gad, and the half tribe of
Manasseh crossed over in battle array
before the sons of Israel, as Moses had
spoken to them;
13 about forty thousand armed men
of the army crossed over before
YAHWEH for battle, to the plains of
Jericho.

14 In that day YAHWEH made
Yahoshua great in the sight of all
Israel. And they feared him all the
days of his life, even as they feared
Moses1
.
15 And YAHWEH spoke to
Yahoshua, saying,
16 Order the priests who carry the
ark of the testimony, that they rise out
of the Jordan.
17 And Yahoshua commanded the
priests, saying, Rise out of the Jordan.
18 And it happened when the priests
who bore the ark of the covenant of
YAHWEH had come up out of the
midst of the Jordan, and the soles of
the feet of the priests had been lifted
to the dry land, the waters of the
Jordan returned to their place, and
flowed over all its banks, as before.
19 And the people came up out of the
Jordan on the tenth of the first month,
and camped in Gilgal, in the east
border of Jericho.
20 And the twelve stones which they
took out of the Jordan were raised up
in Gilgal by Yahoshua.
21 And he spoke to the sons of Israel,
saying, When your sons ask their
fathers hereafter, saying, What do
these stones mean?
22 Then you shall make your sons
know, saying, Israel came over this
Jordan on dry land,
23 because YAHWEH your Elohim
dried up the waters of the Jordan
before you, until you crossed over, as
YAHWEH your Elohim did to the Red
Sea, which He dried up before you
until we crossed over;
24 so that all the people of the land
shall know that the hand of YAHWEH
is strong, so that you may fear
YAHWEH your Elohim all the days.

Broken and Unmended

This one made me cry – as we journey through life’s hallelujahs, hazards, and hiccups, particular items may invoke strong emotion. Honestly, those moments seem random, but there it is. The object at hand may be completely intrinsically worthless – worthy of the burn pile – yet, touching it, holding it after decades may catch our breath as forgotten memories wash over us with tidal wave force.

To the broken and the unmended at Christmas

Progressive Cattle Editor David Cooper Published on 25 November 2020

Somewhere in my teenagedom, I don’t know exactly what year, there came a rude awakening that I had done Christmas wrong.

I guess I was 14 and the last kid in the house. Mom had been divorced for several years, and all the kids grew up, married, made their own traditions and rarely came at Christmas. So it was left to me and Mom to pull out the decorations and put them on a haggard pine that was good, but never great.

Speaking truthfully, this had no delight for me. We were still hanging on to lights that didn’t work, bulbs that didn’t match and an old tinsel garland past its prime. Buying the tree was always an ordeal for Mom with our small car. Then there were the ornaments. I didn’t recognize half of them, and they’d honestly seen better days and needed a fresh start.

One by one, I started setting aside the old ornaments. One in particular stood out, a nutcracker figure made from swiveling Popsicle sticks. You could tell it was made by a child with careful colors and facial features, but it was barely hanging together.

I threw it on the table – and it broke.

When Mom came back and saw it, she asked what I had done. I probably said something silly and crude. But I do remember her picking up the pieces and beginning to cry – not a cry of anguish but one filled with weight and loss.

The nutcracker, she explained, was made by my oldest brother, part of a set from my older siblings long before I was born. It never dawned on my callow mind that a broken ornament was another reminder for Mom that her children were old now, and memories of a younger time were harder to keep. And now it was all there for me to see, and I felt ashamed.

Here we are at the end of 2020, a moment in history that gutted us and robbed us of memories, opportunity and dear ones now gone. Perhaps even worse, we are detached from one another, more contentious and less forgiving than we were at the beginning of this pandemic. And let’s face it, we weren’t exactly great before either.

To celebrate the Lord’s birth, we must follow also His message: “He hath anointed me to preach the gospel to the poor; he hath sent me to heal the brokenhearted, to preach deliverance to the captives, and recovering of sight to the blind, to set at liberty them that are bruised.” (Luke 4:18 KJV)

However bad 2020 may have been, it doesn’t have to end that way. Follow the Master healer. Find ways to connect, to deliver, to mend, to heal one another. We each have some way to make amends.

As for that broken ornament, Mom helped me glue it together and put it back on the tree. When I inherited the old ornament box years later, it’s one of the few that remains. Some years I don’t hang it – just so I can make sure it’s never broken again.  end mark

David Cooper

Can a Desk Be A Legacy?

The answer, of course, is ‘it depends’.

Consider that the desk you remember your grandpa sitting at this recording transactions and sorting papers for his business was just a tool.  Ask yourself, was the desk something important to him as if ‘doing books’ was something he enjoyed?  If no, perhaps this desk is not a legacy.  What if the desk was worn out when it was purchased and has been patched, nailed, screwed, cracked, hinged, and all sorts of problems that barely keep it together?  Is it worth keeping?

Since my guys (son, Dallas, and my husband), with great effort, moved this awkward, bulky, heavy, desk across the basement, up the stairs and outside (we had to remove the door to get it through the doorway), around the house to the front door, which we had by then premeasured to see if it, too, needed removal (thankfully it didn’t – it was a close fit), then into the northwest bedroom we had long since abandoned  to a piano room (it was the only room the piano would go into except for the living room), these were questions i now ask myself. img_7981-1

As Dallas noted, ‘it’s too worn out to sell, but too nice to throw away.’  However, this is the last time, i plan to ask anyone to move it again.  If someone in the family wants it, of course, they could move it.  🙂

The reality is that the desk, though it did belong to Grandpa, was not important to him and it does not lend itself to a modern business.  Add that it is barely flying together in close formation and it no longer has value to me, sentimental or otherwise.

The important legacy he gave me is my love for the land and cattle I now care for.  He and my grandma put together a good deal more than a section of land and when i walk across the pastures and climb through ditches and enjoy watching cattle still grazing the hills he and i rode over together, and even when it’s time to fix fence and repair corrals- that is the more important memory.  My goals are to continue to improve and regenerate the land as did Grandpa and Grandma in their generation. IMGP4418 (2)IMG_488235388877_10211785511375645_7474410836518240256_nPurdin farm - October 2012 002imageimage12322953_954744721238761_6610717492246296215_otannachton farm 002Tannachton Farm - winter grazing 2013-small copywrited1780196_607145359354784_1901369761_o

 

What I’ll Say to my Children if I’m Diagnosed With Alzheimer’s

oh, dear, so well said.

God's Grace and Mom's Alzheimer's

I was skimming some other dementia blogs lately and a reader had written in saying, that though she felt guilty about it, she wished her mother would die in her sleep and not have to continue living through the pain and indignity of dementia.  I’ve heard others say things like, “I’ve told my kids if I ever get Alzheimer’s just shoot me.”

I understand where these comments are coming from, but they make my heart heavy.  I feel like these attitudes devalue my Mom’s life right now. Even though they are not specifically referencing her, they are in effect saying that people like her are better off dead. It is hard to see Mom changing and confused and upset. But she still has sweet times of love and joy, too.  And God still has a purpose for her life.

He is growing our patience as we care for her.  He…

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Sunshine Blogger Award Nomination

Some time ago, a fellow blogger at Life As I Interpret It, nominated me for a Sunshine Blogger Award.  Thank you very much.  I would encourage visiting her blog since she is bold in sharing real life struggles and challenges in cutting back in a realistic manner without sacrificing small pleasures.

However, not really knowing how to go about responding, I kept putting off responding to the nomination, so here goes.

Here are the instructions:

The rules for this award are below (copied and pasted from the nominator’s site):

  • Thank the person who nominated you.
  • Answer the questions from the person who has nominated you.
  • Nominate some other bloggers for this award.
  • Write the same amount of questions for the bloggers you have nominated.
  • Notify the bloggers you have nominated

My questions to the nominees are as follows:

  1. What is the most interesting blogging experience you have had?  Hmm – really haven’t had any interesting experiences blogging, but when my son posted a dual credit course paper about his great aunt and uncle’s Charolais business, it busted way off the charts!  that was exciting.  Lonely Statues                                                            
  2. If you were to be given an extraordinary amount of cash, what would be the first thing that appear in your mind?  How much income tax am i going to have to pay!!!???
  3. What do you think about frugality and what are your best advice to achieve it?  I‘m all for frugality!  It goes along with thankfulness in my mind.  But unless you are driven to live frugally or must because of finances, go ahead and live it up!  Somebody’s gotta buy a $1000 pair of shoes, don’t they?  How to achieve it?  

    Found tw 100% wool coats for working in - total cost was $7 for both.
    Found two 100% wool coats for working in – total cost was $7 for both.

    For us, it is buying second hand clothing for the most part, buying organic food in bulk (not prepared foods – but flour, sugar, cases of frozen veggies, etc and hold out for when it’s on sale). If we want to read a new book, we get it through inter-library loan rather than purchasing.  And, in general, just really consider whether or not we need to make a purchase. 

  4. Have you ever had a pet? What is your most cherished memory about it? Yes, many since i was very young.  They are treasured memories.  My most memorable that is gone now is my Quarter horse, See Sum Hum.  

    Here's my old horse, See Sum Hum and me.  We are both clearly past our prime, but we were having fun that day running the barrels.
    Here’s my old horse, See Sum Hum and me several years ago. We are both clearly past our prime, but we were having fun that day running the barrels. He always wanted to drop a shoulder into that second barrel and knocking it over, so i had a tendency to take him a bit wide and pick him up a bit. Added about a second to our time, but that was better than the 5 second penalty of knocking over the barrel. He was the best horse i will ever own.

    My grandparents bought him for me (when i was 16) at auction as a burnt out barrel racing horse – i loved him to pieces.  We raced barrels, pole bending, flag racing and whatever else i put in front of him -he was game.  Didn’t have a lick of cow sense, but he would always do what i asked, so we were a great team.  He was four when he came home with me, but died a few years back at the ripe old age of 29 – we were mates.  (i’m gonna cry now.)

    Thunder relaxing on the porch table.
    Thunder relaxing on the porch table.

      Currently, we have an old farm cat we call Thunder.  He is 15 years old and still going strong.  Still quite the hunter and frequently brings his prey to the door for our approval.  Pretty much an outdoor cat, except he likes to come in when it’s cold now.A beautiful stray kitten showed up at the seed plant last fall and we were able to save him.  My son named him ‘Ashes.’Ashes 2015

  5. What else do you think can be done to reduce the burden of cancer in our communities/countries/world?  By and large, many cancers can be avoided with proper diet and environment.  Not all, but a good many.  So if that is the case, individuals have to be accountable – i can’t change anyone or anything.
  6. Which is more annoying?  rain or snow? a bone chilling rain is worse than a dry snow, but a gentle warm spring rain is better than any snow.Misty Rain

Now, for the questions I pass on to bloggers I nominate.

  1.  What country or city do you want to visit the most?  What makes it so appealing?
  2.  Your favourite vacation would be adventure? history? relaxation? other? or all of these?
  3. Do you buy organic or locally grown food when you can?  or do you grow your own?
  4. What magazine or newspaper do you read the most?
  5. Do you drive a car, pickup, motorcycle, or something else as your regular vehicle?
  6. What would you like to learn more about?

Passing on the nomination to:

Cheryl “Cheffie Cooks” Wiser– Now, she actually manages and writes several blogs!  Check them out for great ideas on cooking and living!

Faithful Homestead – Jennifer tells a great story of day to day homeschooling, farming, and homesteading.

Grace In Torah – VERY insightful and thoughtful teachings about living in Torah.