Robert's Red Guitar

Unlike my midborn daughter and my new left coast best friend, Cheri0, I almost never hanker for a camera around my neck. But today I did; during worship, of all things.

Nathan, our new worship leader, says with his humble demeanor, "I'm going to romp at the Throne. Want to join me?" Today he accompanied the invitation with Robert's red 12-string. I wish I'd had a camera.

It had been 2 years since the harp-like instrument was used for leading. Greg, Robert's closest flying friend, practiced with the guitar and frankly, I wasn't ready to display it in our home like a museum piece. I was thrilled that Greg was using it. Robert, after all, had been instrumental in both Greg and his brother, Tim, joining the Cornerstone worship team. So who better to safeguard Robert's Red Guitar. In fact, it was Greg who encouraged Robert to buy the 12-string in the first place. Robert played it only a year or so before his sudden departure to join the Forever Worshippers.

So when I gave it to Nathan to be used "for God's Glory and our delight," I was pleased and grateful that he grabbed the thing. I know Robert would have been very pleased to hear the strings singing, "Won't you come?"

Robert called his guitar(s), "My ax." Meaning, the tool he used to bring down the kingdom of darkness and usher in the Kingdom of Light.

Scripture says, "Every knee will bow; every tongue confess that Jesus Christ is Lord." Blessed are those who lead in that declaration here and now. Thank you Robert, Greg, and Nathan ~ all leading us in the Holy Romp.

This entry dedicated with great love to my baby, JoyFul, on the occasion of her 22nd birthday, September 30, 1985. Thanx for being a worshipper. You make me and your Daddy proud.

Danielle's blast from the 60's past

Great Honk, D! Going to hookah in a handbag!

Did we ever think Dani0's move to the left coast would come to this? Apparently her paparazzi, Glenn, snapped this while Danielle was reporting on a new Afghan Restaurant which features the waterpipe smoking of flavored tobacco mixed with dried fruit. It's called hookah and at 8 bucks a bowl, the price will doubtless head-off the habit. She'll stick to vino in the California sun.

Carmen the Wildebeast

Laura Wilde, Watertown's favorite - and only - aspiring opera diva this month will be performing the starring role as Carmen at St. Olaf College in Northfield, Minnesota.

I'll be the one in the front row shouting, "Bravo Viva Vox, Laura Wilde!!"

Congratulations to Sarah and Peterson

While thinking of you 2 becoming one in matrimony, I remembered this question: "Together will you make more of an impact on the Kingdom than you would apart?" Yes, indeed.

Love and richest blessing to you both. care

At the stroke of midnight ~ 9/19/50/2007

Reflecting on the two most important days of my life: The day I was born and the day I found out why.

Today 57 years ago, I was born.

Why? To walk with others across the bridge.

"Behold the handmaiden of the Lord; be it unto me as You have spoken."

The faces of Care

Put on your Sunday best, Care! You've aged yet another year! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

May we become as little children

One day, a wise mother took a most favored 'friend' away from her 4-year old. The blankey was called "White Baby" and the child loved it.

After learning her lesson, White Baby reappeared to play with the child again.

"Why has White Baby given me a second chance?" moaned the little one.

That question, although unanswerable to our satisfaction, is on all our lips? "Why are we given a second chance?"

May we become as little children, asking all the Right Questions.

Update about A and D

Aaron's first assignment with Bechtel has been changed from Albania to Las Vegas! He moves Friday and he'll be there for six to nine months before he moves to another assignment (probably overseas). Viva Las Vegas!
Here are a couple pics from our weekend in Santa Cruz.

For the beans

No our girl's not at D-Land in lovely Anaheim, Cal. posing with Snow White. She's workin' the Bean Festival in downtown Tracy posing with Lima White. I'll bet The Bean is elated to schmooz with Beauty D! Lucky for her she's sportin' the bling, or the thing might have asked her out! hahahahahahaha

"The Lost Chord"

Seated one day at the organ,
I was weary and ill at ease,
And my fingers wandered idly
Over the noisy keys.
I do not know what I was playing,
Or what I was dreaming then;
But I struck one chord of music,
Like the sound of a great Amen.
It flooded the crimson twilight,
Like the close of an angel's psalm,
And it lay on my fevered spirit
With a touch of infinite calm.
It quieted pain and sorrow,
Like love overcoming strife;
It seemed the harmonious echo
From our discordant life.
It linked all perplexed meanings
Into one perfect peace,
And it trembled away into silence
As if it were loath to cease.
I have sought, but I seek it vainly,
That one last chord divine,
Which came from the soul of the organ
And entered into Mine.
It may be that death's bright angel
Will speak in that chord again --
It may be that only in heaven
I shall hear that grand Amen.

Adelaide Anne Proctor

Fun in the Cali sun