Author Connie Hawkins

Happy Valentine's Day♥

2012-02-14T14:40:00.000-08:00

A little bit of 'love' wisdom goes a long way.

-Where love is there God is.

-We may give without loving but we can't love without giving.

- Work is love made visible.

-Love cannot be wasted. It makes no difference where it is
bestowed, it always brings in big returns.

-Love is not like soft water, it is hard like a rock...

-It is in loving, not in being loved, the heart is blessed...

From the book "Apples of Gold"
published by the C.R. Gibson Company

Scroll down and be sure to read my February Valentine's article.

Things learned in 2011

2012-02-13T08:15:00.000-08:00

2011 is over, but oh, the things I’ve learned. I want to thank my friends for all the educational e-mails I received over the past year. I am totally screwed up now and have little chance of recovery.

I can no longer open a bathroom door without using a paper towel, nor let the waitress put lemon slices in my ice water without worrying about the bacteria on the lemon peel.

I can't sit down on a hotel bedspread because I can only imagine what has happened on it since it was last washed.

I have trouble shaking hands with someone who has been driving because the number one pastime while driving alone is picking one's nose.

Eating a little snack sends me on a guilt trip because I can only imagine how many gallons of Trans fats I have consumed over the years.

I can't touch any woman's handbag for fear she has placed it on the floor of a public toilet.

I MUST SEND MY SPECIAL THANKS for the email about rat poo in the glue on envelopes because I now have to use a wet sponge with every envelope that I seal. Also, now I have to scrub the top of every can I open for the same reason.

I can't eat at KFC because their chickens are actually horrible mutant freaks with no eyes, feet or feathers.

I can't use cancer-causing deodorants even though I smell like a water buffalo on a hot day.

Thanks to those chain letters, I have learned that my prayers only get answered if I forward an e-mail to seven of my friends and make a wish within five minutes.

Because of concerned Internet friends, I no longer drink Coca Cola because it can remove toilet stains! I can’t imagine what it’s doing to my stomach!

I no longer buy fuel without taking someone along to watch the car, so a serial killer doesn't crawl in my back seat when I'm filling up.

I no longer use Cling Wrap in the microwave because it causes seven different types of cancer. And, it’s good to know that I can't boil a cup of water in the microwave anymore because it will blow up in my face, disfiguring me for life.

I no longer go to the cinema because I could be pricked with a needle infected with AIDS when I sit down.

I no longer go to shopping centers because someone will drug me with a perfume sample and rob me.

And I no longer answer the phone because someone will ask me to dial a number for which I will get a huge phone bill with calls to Jamaica, Uganda, Singapore and Uzbekistan.

AND THANKS TO MORE GREAT ADVICE I can't ever pick up a dime dropped in the parking lot because it was probably placed there by a sex molester waiting to grab me as I bend over.

I can't do any gardening because I'm afraid I'll get bitten by the Violin Spider and my hand will fall off.

If you don't share this information with at least 144,000 people in the next 70 minutes, a large dove with diarrhea will land on your head at 5:00p.m. tomorrow afternoon, and the fleas from 120 camels will infest your back, causing you to grow a hairy hump. I know this will occur because it actually happened to a friend of my next door neighbor’s ex-mother-in-law's second husband's cousin's best friend's beautician.

Oh, and by the way, if you should receive an email with this advice, you should know, a German scientist from Argentina, after a lengthy study, has discovered that people with insufficient brain activity read their e-mails with their hand on the mouse.It's to late to correct it now so don't worry about it.

P. S. I now keep my toothbrush in the living room, because I was told by e-mail that water splashes over 6 ft. out of the toilet.

I thank my sister-in-law for sharing this information with me.I laughed myself silly when I read it. I bet you did, too. Remember, if you laugh too hard your teeth will fall out. Mine feel a little loose, I Should probably call my dentist.

I leave with this note, a Connism, if you will, do not be conformed to the things of this world. Place your confidence in Jesus Christ, He’ll protect us from every wind doctrine. (Ephesians 4:14).

HAVE YOURSELF A VERY GOOD DAY IF YOU CAN.

February - The Love Month

2012-02-02T14:34:00.000-08:00

It’s February already! There’s something about the month of February that I like. I’m not sure what it is, if it’s the fact that in the next few days I’ll have another grandson to wrestle with or if it’s February 14^th – Valentine’s Day!

I’m most certain that February, the birth month of grandson number two will always be special; after all we’ll be celebrating a new life. And what’s not to love about Valentine’s Day? (Wouldn’t it be cool if baby Asher were born on February 14^th?) I know there are people out there who think Valentine’s Day is just another Hallmark holiday but I kind of like the idea of a day set aside to honor ‘love’. After all, the Bible has a lot to say about love:

“…love your neighbor as yourself.” Lev. 19:18; James 4:7

“A friend loves at all times.” Prov,. 17:17

“…there’s a time to love…” Eccles:3:8

“…love your enemies.” Matt. 5:44; Luke 6:27

“...let us love another.” I John 4:7

“…love the Lord your God with all of your heart…” Deut. 6:5

I could go on and on. The important thing to remember this Valentine’s Day, and any day for that matter, is that God is love and that love is from God. Therefore in love we should serve one another. Happy Valentine’s Day my friends and God bless the little men in my life! (Jeremiah and his brother-to-be, Asher.) February 2012 is definitely worth celebrating!

Where I've Been

2012-01-26T05:48:00.000-08:00

Where have I been? I've been everywhere, well almost everywhere.

I have been in many places, but I've never been in Cahoots. Apparently you can't go alone. You have to be in Cahoots with someone.

I've also never been in Cognito. I understand that no one recognizes you there.

I have, however, been in Sane. I have made several trips there thanks to my friends, family and co-workers. They don't have an airport; you have to be driven there.

I would like to go to Conclusions, but you have to jump to get there, and I'm not much on physical activity anymore.

I have also been in Doubt. That is a sad place to go, and I try not to visit there too often.

I have been in Flexible, but only when it was very important to stand firm.

Sometimes I'm in Capable, and I go there more and more often as I get older.

One of my favorite places to be is in Suspense! It really gets the adrenalin flowing and pumps up the old heart, not knowing what's around the next corner! At my age I need all the stimuli I can get!

I may have been in Continent, but I don't remember what country I was in. It's an age thing.

Today is one of the many National Mental Health Days throughout the year. You can do your bit by remembering to send an e-mail to at least one unstable person. I passed this information on…my job is done!

Life is too short for negative drama and petty things. So laugh insanely, love truly and forgive quickly! From one unstable person to another; I hope everyone is happy in your head - we're all doing pretty good in mine! Have a great day, month and year and God Bless your socks off!

Happy New Year

2012-01-04T20:09:00.000-08:00

Happy New Year is kind of hard to say in these troubled times. I wish that I could predict that 2012 would be a happy new year but with all that is going on in our world today that would be a tough prediction to make. What I can say to you is, ‘be blessed’. The Bible offers words of comfort, hope and even joy for those who believe in Him. We have this assurance through His birth, He came to save the world and through His death and resurrection that one day we are going to be with Christ.

So my friends continue to pray that our land will turn from its wicked ways. “Consider it all joy, when you encounter trails knowing that the testing of your faith produces endurance. And let endurance have its perfect result, that you may be perfect and complete, lacking in nothing.” James 2-4.

Blessed is a man who preserves under trial, for once he has been approve he will receive the crown of life, which the Lord has promised to those who love and serve Him. James verse 12. This is our hope, our joy – our peace so reflect on these words and be blessed.

(This article first appeared in His Banner)

A Gift of Love

2011-12-12T14:09:00.000-08:00

A little baby in a manger

Wrapped in swaddling cloth

That was a gift of love

A little boy in the temple

About his Father’s business

That was a gift of love

God the man who walked the earth

Teaching, healing and forgiving

That was a gift of love

A baby born to die on a tree

Suffering for you and me…

That was a gift of love

This Christmas season – stop and think what a gift of love it was when God sent his only son down to earth to die for us. It was the ultimate sacrifice - the best gift ever given. Be blessed.

Forgive our sins as we forgive others...

2011-12-12T13:49:00.000-08:00

My father was 96 years, old battling cancer and pneumonia, plus suffering with the pain of two fractured vertebrae, when he died on November 11—Veteran’s Day. What an appropriate death for a decorated World War II veteran. During those last days, Dad knew that his time on this earth was limited and so family rallied around him and so we should, for the coin of God’s realm is love.

So often little things come up in life that causes pain and leaves a sting…a harsh word spoken, a misunderstanding between brothers and sisters, the loss of a friend over some silly argument that covered up at once would not amount to anything, but, when we hold these things up to view, and brood and sulk and fret, they grow greater before our eyes. When we refuse to set things straight, offer an apology, say “I’m sorry” we allow ‘offense’ to over take us and before we know it there is distance between us that pushes love further and further away. Would it not be better to forget?

As I watched my father laboring to breathe during those last hours of his life I knew if he could speak for himself it would have been his wish to tell the world, especially his family, reconcile your differences, tell your loved ones that they are loved and truly cared for. Don’t wait until you think it’s the end to ask for forgiveness or to forgive. Life is too short to wallow in pain and bitterness.

There is a little remedy to ease the life we live and make each day a happy one – it is the word, ‘forgive’. Forgiveness is the fragrance the violet sheds on the heel that crushed it. (From Apples of Gold).

I am thankful that nothing can separate us from the love of our Father who art in heaven, who forgives our sins as we forgive the sins of others.

(Thanksgiving article for His Banner 2011 Paraphrased for this column)

Commitment

2011-12-12T13:40:00.000-08:00

Hello Blogger Friends,

It's a good thing I don't make my living writing blogs. My apologizes for those who follow me for being lazy when it comes to blogging.

There's a difference between interest and commitment. When you're interested in doing something, you do it only when circumstance permit. But when you commit to doing something (like writing a monthly/weekly blog) you simply do it, accepting no excuses, only results. So friends please forgive my lack of commitment and look forward to more enlightening blogs from author Connie L Hawkins.

I trust you had a happy Thanksgiving and are looking forward to a blessed Christmas and a prosperous New Year. God Bless us every one.

An Irish Blessing

2011-06-13T05:34:00.000-07:00

May you always have work for your hands to do
May your pockets hold always a coin or two
May the sun shine bright on your window pane
May the rainbow be certain to follow each rain
May the hand of a friend always be near you
And may God fill your heart with gladness to cheer you
- Irish Blessing

I love being "Grandma"

2011-05-10T13:57:00.000-07:00

I got the cutest card for Mother’s Day from Little J.

It said: Wanted – Grandmother
Odd hours. No pay.
Must be willing to work as babysitter-on-call.
Holidays required.
Must have patience, a sense of humor,
And above-average hugging skills!

Fringe benefits include: Lots of love and fridge art!

Now tell me friends, how could any Grandma resist an ad like that!
I love being “Grandma”. Hope you all had a Happy Mother’s Day!

Easter Message

2011-04-09T17:14:00.000-07:00

Easter will soon be here. To the kiddo’s – jelly beans fill their baskets and chocolate bunnies dance in their dreams. I’m a kid at heart when it comes to holidays. No matter which holiday I’m celebrating it involves ‘chocolate.’

When it comes to chocolate, resistance is futile, at least it is for me. The big question here is why would anyone want to resist chocolate? It’s good for stress. It’s good for the heart – it’s just good, but then man does not live by bread alone or chocolate, but by the Word of God. And, with Easter fast approaching, we need to be mindful of why we celebrate Easter – the resurrection of our Lord Jesus Christ, who died for our sins, was dead and buried. On the third day he rose again that we might have abundant life with Him ever after.

Forget the jelly beans. Forget the chocolate. Focus on the one who died for our sins – Jesus – Savior of the world! Choose life in Christ and maybe one Kit Kat bar!

O Spring Whereforth Art Thou?

2011-03-09T08:22:00.000-08:00

Just when you think spring is almost here Mother Nature dumps another winter mix on us! Mother Nature and I need to have a chat. I would say to her: I do not like the snow. The rain and sleet it needs to go. I want to run barefoot in the grass and laugh in the face of spring at last.

So, who is this ‘Mother’ that we tend to blame weather disasters upon? Some say, she is the Goddess of Green. Others refer to her as “Mother Earth” so then, she is earth? Or is she the environment? Are the earth and its environment the same? Perhaps she would best be described as Mother Weather. Does she laugh when it’s cloudy and we are sad? When we look into the deep blue heavens is Mother glad? Does she bring the rain, the snow the sleet? The secret of Mother Nature is not for man to know.

The thing that a lot of people cannot comprehend is that Mother Nature doesn't have a bullet with your name on it; she has millions of bullets with “to whom it may concern” on them! And you never know when Mother is going to shoot off some of those bullets.

Ralph Waldo Emerson said, "In order to adapt to the pace of nature, we have to learn ‘her’ secret – patience.” Mankind prays for snow, prays for spring, prays for the fragrance of summer but Mother Nature does not hurry and yet everything is accomplished in time.

“If we had no winter, spring would not be nearly as much fun. It’s in sitting quietly when we are doing nothing that spring comes, and the grass grows by itself.” Zen Proverbs

Worry Accomplishes Little

2011-02-07T14:40:00.000-08:00

My mother once told me that I’m the world’s greatest worrier. I even had a plague that said “World’s Greatest Worrier.” And even though I’ve read all the scriptures that pertain to worry, “…be anxious for nothing…” Phil. 4:6 “Do not be anxious for tomorrow…” Luke 6:34, among others, and my favorite in Christ’s own words from Luke 12, verse 29 “…do not keep worrying.” I still manage to do a pretty good job of worrying.

I worry about what the weather is going to be like, especially in the winter…will I get out, and will I be on time. I worry about my children and their children. I worry about whether or not we’ll have enough money to pay our taxes. I worry about everything! You name it, I worry about it. It must be working because half the stuff I worry about never happens!lol

To worry adds nothing to our lives. In fact, (Internet advice) WORRYING does not take away tomorrow's TROUBLES; it takes away today’s PEACE. When you look at it that way, we definitely need to STOP worrying and start living in His peace.

The Importance of Walking

2011-01-29T14:26:00.001-08:00

Walking can add minutes to your life.
This enables you at 85 years old
to spend an additional 5 months in a nursing
home at $7000 per month.

My grandpa started walking
five miles a day when he was 60.
Now he's 97 years old
and we don't know where he is.

I like long walks,
especially when they are taken
by people who annoy me.
I have to walk early in the morning,
before my brain figures out what I'm doing.

I joined a health club last year,
spent about 400 bucks.
Haven't lost a pound.
Apparently you have to go there.

Every time I hear the dirty word 'exercise',
I wash my mouth out with chocolate.
The advantage of exercising every day
is so when you die, they'll say,
'Well, she looks good doesn't she?'

If you are going to try cross-country skiing,
start with a small country.
I know I got a lot of exercise
the last few years
just getting over the hill.

We all get heavier as we get older, it's
because there’s a lot more information in our heads.
That's my story and I'm sticking to it!
You could run this over to your friends
But just e-mail it to them – it’s easier!

I got this article in an email from a friend;
hope you enjoyed it. I did.

Baking a Cake

2011-01-20T21:05:00.000-08:00

You know what’s fun to do on a cold, snowy day? Bake a cake! When I was a little girl I used to love the smell of cookies or cake baking in the oven, especially on cold snowy days. It was a special time when I could talk to my mother and tell her my problems. All the time I talked, Mom would bake.

Mom knew how to solve all my problems – a cookie and a glass of milk. One Saturday she was baking and I was going on and on about my problems…school, homework, friends…”How about a snack?” she said. What child would turn down a snack, especially a chocolate chip cookie hot out of the oven.

"Here, have some cooking oil." She poured a little oil into a glass.
“Yuck.” I turned up my nose.

"How about a couple raw eggs?”
"Gross, Mom."

"Would you like some flour then? Or maybe baking soda?"

"Mother, those are all yucky!" I remember the incident well.

“Yes,” my mother agreed, “All those things seem bad by themselves. But when they are put together in the right way, they make a wonderfully delicious cake! God works the same way,” Mom said.” Many times we wonder why He would let us go through such bad and difficult times. But God knows that when He puts these things all in His order, they always work for good! We just have to trust Him and, eventually, they will all make something wonderful!"

And I thought I was baking; instead I was learning a life lesson!

Curtain Rods

2011-01-05T07:04:00.000-08:00

I did not write the following, but it sure made me chuckle when I read it. I just have to share it. Into the New Year we need a good laugh. Enjoy.

She spent the first day packing her belongings into boxes, crates and suitcases. On the second day, she had the movers come and collect her things.

On the third day, she sat down for the last time at their beautiful dining room table by candle-light, put on some soft background music, and feasted on a pound of shrimp, a jar of caviar, and a bottle of spring-water.

When she had finished, she went into each and every room and deposited a few half-eaten shrimp shells dipped in caviar into the hollow of the curtain rods. She then cleaned up the kitchen and left. When the husband returned with his new girlfriend, all was bliss for the first few days..

Then slowly, the house began to smell. They tried everything; cleaning, mopping and airing the place out. Vents were checked for dead rodents and carpets were steam cleaned. Air fresheners were hung everywhere. Exterminators were brought in to set off gas canisters, during which they had to move out for a few days and in the end they even paid to replace the expensive wool carpeting. Nothing worked

People stopped coming over to visit. Repairmen refused to work in the house. The maid quit. Finally, they could not take the stench any longer and decided to move.

A month later, even though they had cut their price in half, they could not find a buyer for their stinky house. Word got out and eventually even the local realtors refused to return their calls. Finally, they had to borrow a huge sum of money from the bank to purchase a new place. The ex-wife called the man and asked how things were going.

He told her the saga of the rotting house. She listened politely and said that she missed her old home terribly and would be willing to reduce her divorce settlement in exchange for getting the house back. Knowing his ex-wife had no idea how bad the smell was, he agreed on a price that was about 1/10th of what the house had been worth, but only if she were to sign the papers that very day. She agreed and within the hour his lawyers delivered the paperwork.

A week later the man and his girlfriend stood smiling as they watched the moving company pack everything to take to their new home. And to spite the ex-wife, they even took the curtain rods!!

I LOVE A HAPPY ENDING, DON'T YOU?

Jesus - The Reason for the Season

2010-12-23T16:07:00.000-08:00

It doesn’t matter if you’re ready or not, Christmas is here!! Steeped in various traditions, December 24th and 25th, families and friends the world over will gather to observe one of the most celebrated holidays of all time — Christmas.

My New Zealand pen pal of 60+ years will celebrate Christmas in the sun, maybe even on the beach! Jill writes: "Rodger and I have been working steadily through our lists of chores and have almost come to the end of them now, thank goodness. Well, maybe not come to the end exactly, more of a case of running out of time…I'm going to decorate the table in red and white and wanted some covers to go on the chair backs, so I bought some really cheap white pillow slips and I think they'll do the job for me, once I've tied them at the back with a silver bow. I still want to dip some raspberries in melted white chocolate, which look sensational in the recipe book. I've made some green and white coconut ice (mmm, delicious), and have chocolates and other treats here just in case we run out of food on Christmas Day - as if!!!"

For my high school friend now living ‘down under’ Christmas starts with gifts under the tree, to be opened Christmas morning. Then it’s onto a Christmas lunch either at home or at her in-laws place. Turkey or chicken with all the trimmings is eaten, then comes tea time, a Bar-B-Q for friends and family to get together.

Finnish people believe that Father Christmas (Santa Claus) lives in the north part of Finland called Korvatunturi, north of the Arctic Circle. People from all over the world send letters to Santa Claus in Finland. (It is only fair to say that the people of Greenland say that really, Father Christmas lives in Greenland!) There is even a big tourist theme park called 'Christmas Land' in the north of Finland, near to where they say that Father Christmas lives. Children receive their presents on Christmas Eve, usually with a family member dressing as Father Christmas.

Germans love to decorate their houses at Christmas. (This is where the idea of a Christmas tree came from.) Many houses will have little wooden frames holding electric candles in their windows, and colored pictures of paper or plastic which look beautiful from the outside at night. Often too, they will have an 'Adventskranz' - a wreath of leaves with four candles. (Advent - meaning 'coming' - is the 4 week period before Christmas). On each Sunday of Advent, another candle is lit. Most homes will also have little wooden 'cribs' - a small model of the stable where Jesus was born, with Mary, Joseph, Baby Jesus, and animals. (Our nativity scenes).

Father Christmas - 'Der Weihnachtsmann' - brings presents in the late afternoon of Christmas Eve (December 24th), after people have been to a church meeting. The presents are then found under the Christmas tree. One person in the family will ring a bell and call everyone to come to the room. On Christmas Day, fish (carp) or goose will be cooked.

The USA is so multi-cultural that you will find many different ways of celebrating Christmas. A friend writes about Christmas meals, "Our family (Eastern European origin) favors turkey with trimmings”.

My polish friend’s prefer kielbasa cabbage dishes, and soups and wonderful desserts that include lots of polish delicacies. One year my husband's side of the family, just for the fun of it, decided to have an Italian Christmas – we feasted on lasagna!

It doesn’t matter which country your tradition is steeped in; all year long children are told to behave, or they will get coal in their stocking. On Christmas Eve, they hang highly stylized stockings on the mantle of the fireplace, (or in our case hung over the chair backs) then go to bed early so that they will find presents in the morning. For centuries children have believed that at midnight Santa will come, bringing a huge bag of toys. He will come down through the chimney, leave candy in the stockings and presents under the Christmas tree, then plug one nostril and shoot up through the chimney. Cookies are traditionally left for Santa and a carrot for Rudolph. I knew long before my mother told me, that my father ate those cookies!

Tradition for our family starts with church on Christmas Eve – that’s a must – no exceptions. Our kids come home for Christmas; Heidi & Dave, Matt, Amanda and Little J (and two dogs) spend the night on Christmas Eve. J is still too small to bound down the hall yelling, “It’s Christmas. It’s Christmas!” – that’s his father’s job! On Christmas morning, the boys cook a big breakfast; eggs, bacon, hash browns, home made bread. Amanda always makes French toast casserole—hum-m, good. The smells of cinnamon rolls or coffee cake baking also permeate the house. Then it’s time for PRESENTS – lots and lots of presents as Heidi and Dave, Matt and Amanda are the most excellent of Santa helpers. By 2:00 we’re ready to receive guests, friends and family who might drop by to enjoy a buffet of munchies – anything from meatballs to cheese balls! And one of Heidi's famous baked-from-scratch cakes! It’s a celebration for sure! And the day after Christmas always includes shopping for ‘after’ sales! A head start for next year.

Advent is celebrated in almost all Roman Catholic and mainline Protestant churches; some also celebrate epiphany and for many Boxing Day is a holiday tradition. I was raised Presbyterian so the traditions of Advent were part of Christmas. We always followed the four weeks of preparation before Christmas in our church services. I found the same to be true in my cousin’s Lutheran Church, and in my friend's United Methodist Church. We also recognize Epiphany in mainline Protestant churches. On the first Sunday following January 6, our service tells again the story of the Magi who came to Jesus presenting their gifts following his birth.

Whatever your traditions, however your family chooses to celebrate Christmas, remember the reason for the season – Jesus. He came to save a dying world. He came as light unto the world. He was born a Savior, died for our sins and rose again and He did this for all of us that we might be with Him through eternity -- What a gift!

Have a Merry Christmas and a 'blessed' New Year. See you next year!

Christmas Tree O Christmas Tree...

2010-12-10T13:17:00.000-08:00

“Why does Grandma have a tree in her house?" I can’t help but wonder what my little grandson must be thinking as he stands there in awe staring at the Christmas tree. I have to admit, as I struggled putting on the lights and searching for just the right ornaments I found myself mumbling, “Whose idea was this anyway?” Who came up with the idea that we should have a tree in our house? I decided to do a little research. God bless the Internet.

The Christmas tree originated in Germany. Martin Luther is credited with being inspired by the starry heavens one night, and in expressing his feelings to his family brought a fir tree into his home; the family attached lighted candles to its branches. Fir meant fire, and fire is an ancient symbol for spirit. The tree also pointed toward the heavens.

Evergreens were thought to represent the ever-burning fire of life. The color green signified the life force through the year. Eventually decorative balls represented the planets, while the star that radiates from the top reminds us of Bethlehem. The entire tree and decorations teach us that the universe is witness to the Incarnation.

In fact, the Christmas tree symbolizes to us a further appreciation of Jesus' birth. It is a means of retelling a miracle in a colorful and beautiful way so that we can further understand and appreciate Jesus' entering our world.

Actually, the tree is a reinterpretation of pagan rites, along with the use of other greens and decorations to commemorate in ancient times a celebration of the feast of Saturnalia - the birth of the Sun in the sky at the Winter Solstice. Along with the giving of gifts, the feast was later Christianized with the selection of December 25th to announce the birth of the Son of God to the world. The heavens and earth rejoice in the coming of the Lord of Life.

Our decision must be either for our Christmas tree to represent the celebration of the birth of Christ, or simply an acknowledgment of the pagan festival of the Winter Solstice. I prefer to celebrate the birth of Christ and go with the Christian symbols of the evergreen tree, branches outstretched – like Christ, receiving us in love. The lights symbolizing that He is the light of the world – the reason for the season.

What does the beauty of the Christmas tree say to you?

Happy December

2010-12-01T14:07:00.001-08:00

It’s December already. I can’t believe how fast time flies. (It flies even faster as we get older.) In all the hustle and bustle of the holiday, try to remember a happy December when we looked at Christmas through the eyes of a child. Memories and traditions are a big part of our holiday celebrations, starting with putting up a tree.

I remember as a kid going tree shopping. It seemed like Dad always picked the snowiest, coldest day to make the rounds to all the tree lots. We always ended up buying our tree from the lot on the corner of Trumbull and Center in Bay City. It never failed that Mom would pick the ugliest tree. We were definitely the house with the Charlie Brown Christmas tree! One year, the trunk was so crooked that my father had to wire it to the wall – that was interesting. But we kids didn’t care – we couldn’t wait to get it up. Remember helping your parent decorate the tree? I say parent because that was mother’s job; Dad’s job was to sit and watch and to let us know when we missed a spot. An ornament here and there, a sprig of tinsel…we fast grew tired of that project. When it was all said and done, all the ornaments were at the bottom and the tinsel ended up in bunches. Isn’t it amazing that you awoke on Christmas morning to the most beautiful tree!

My husband grumbles and complains every year when it comes time to putting up the tree but I remember my mother’s words, “No complaints, a tree is part of the season. Think of it as Jesus, standing tall and firmly planted, branches spread out to receive us in love. The color green signifies the life force through the year and Jesus is our life source. The lights symbolize that He is the light of the world. The star and/or angel top serves to remind us of his birth and why he came into the world.” I’m sure there’s more to this story that I’ve long forgotten, but I do know one thing, Christmas was never more lovely then when you were a child; we could use a little bit of Christmas all year long…so try to remember a happy December as you deck the halls with boughs of holly! (We’ll talk about holly, later.)

(Tell your friends and neighbors about my blog. Watch for fascinating Christmas trivia right here in this blog. Next writing, I’ll share the meaning of the Christmas tree, how it came to be and how it ended up in our living rooms!)

A Time to Give Thanks

2010-11-22T18:43:00.000-08:00

Thanksgiving, buried between the over celebrated Halloween and the pre-Christmas holiday seems to get lost. The father of our country deemed Thanksgiving important enough to declare it a national holiday and yet, we seem to pass over it with little fan fare. But to me Thanksgiving is an important time of the year – not because it ushers in the busiest shopping day of the season, but because it’s a time to not only remember the blessings our creator has given us, but to celebrate them.

As Christians it’s easy for us to ask ask ask. And although it’s true we can ask God for anything, it doesn’t necessary mean that He’ll give us everything. (He provides us with the important things) I think prayer is important, but I also think equally important are praise and thanksgiving. God is there for us in the bad times but He likes to hear from us in the good times, too. We need to love him as freely as He loves us, to learn to listen to His still small voice and most importantly, say “thank you” once in awhile for the blessings he has given us. Why not make this Thanksgiving a day of counting our blessings and then remembering to say, “thank you, Lord!”

In case you need a little help: Thank you for family and friends, for health, for the beauty of a sunset and for its glorious rising. Thank you for freedom, for friendship, for liberty – thank you for loving me enough to die on a cross…make your own list and share it around the Thanksgiving table. Happy Thanksgiving!

Resist Chocolate - Read the Word

2010-11-07T18:09:00.001-08:00

I didn’t participate in Halloween this year. This means that I didn’t dress for the occasion or pass out candy. This does not mean, however, that I didn’t buy candy. I mean, who wouldn’t buy candy, especially chocolate?

When it comes to chocolate, resistance is futile. The big question here is why would anyone want to resist chocolate? It’s good for stress. It’s good for the heart – it’s just plain good! I must confess I ate a whole bag of Mounds bars. OK, I also ate a bag of Snickers. I couldn’t help it – it was the new almond flavor.

As a Christian, I have to remind myself that man does not live by bread alone or chocolate, but by the Word of God. And the Word clearly says we should not over indulge. I think I need to go back and reread that scripture again; I’m pretty sure it doesn’t say anything about chocolate. Guess it doesn’t really matter. The important thing is, I need to be deeper into the Word and less into the candy bag.

Ah, and now, Thanksgiving. I won’t think about turkey and dressing and mashed potatoes but I will reflect on things I am thankful for. Top of the list, my children and my grandson! His blessings are many. Perhaps, we should start counting…and name those blessings one by one. I’m sure it will surprise us what the Lord has done!

Life's Truths

2010-09-09T13:28:00.000-07:00

1.Do not walk behind me. Do not walk ahead of me. Do not walk beside me. Just leave me alone, especially on days when I’m crabby. (And we all have those days)

2. The journey of a thousand miles begins with a broken fan belt and leaky tire.

3. Its always darkest before dawn. So if you're going to steal your neighbor's newspaper, that's the time to do it. (Or, you could buy your own newspaper!)

4. Don't be irreplaceable. If you can't be replaced, you can't be promoted.

5. Always remember that you're unique. Just like everyone else.

6. Never test the depth of the water with both feet. Keep one foot on solid ground.

7. If you think nobody cares if you're alive, try missing a couple of car payments.

8. Before you criticize someone, you should walk a mile in their shoes. That way, when you criticize them, you're a mile away and you have their shoes.

9. If at first you don't succeed, skydiving is not for you.

10. Give a man a fish and he will eat for a day. Teach him how to fish, and he will sit in a boat and drink beer all day. (Come on guys you know you do)

11. If you lend someone $20 and never see that person again, it was probably (definitely!) worth it.

12. If you tell the truth, you don't have to remember anything.

13. Some days you're the bug; some days you're the windshield. That’s life!

14. Everyone seems normal until you get to know them.

15. The quickest way to double your money is to fold it in half and put it back in your pocket.

16. A closed mouth gathers no foot.

17. Duct tape is like 'The Force,' It has a light side and a dark side, and it holds the universe together.

18. There are two theories to arguing with women. Neither one works.

19. Generally speaking, you aren't learning much when your lips are moving.

20. Experience is something you don't get until just after you need it.

21. Never miss a good chance to shut up.

And MY personal favorite:

22. Never, under any circumstances, take a sleeping pill and a laxative on the same night.

Hope you had a good laugh reading ‘life’s truths’ I did!

Mire and Muck

2010-08-13T06:44:00.000-07:00

I’ve had a cough now for 6 weeks. Nights without sleep catch up with you and make you cranky. We put my 94-year old father in an AFC home this past week – not an easy decision to make, especially when all the family is not on board with that choice – lack of unity brings lots of stress.

I woke up this morning thinking about my friend, Don, how even in the mist of a storm he smiled. He loved life and no matter what he was going through he always had an encouraging word and an upbeat attitude, truly believing that no matter what was going on around him, God was in control. “Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I will fear no evil for Thou art with me; thy rod and staff comfort me.” He knew without doubt that he would dwell in the house of the Lord forever. That’s how he lived his life. What a great testimony.

When you walk through the mire and the muck of life – look up. You’ll be surprised at what you see. God can lead you to quiet waters and restore your soul; He can guide you to a better place free of mire and muck!

A Mouse and a Mouse Trap

2010-08-06T06:30:00.000-07:00

A mouse looked through the crack in the wall to see the farmer and his wife open a package. "What food might this contain?" The mouse wondered. He was devastated to discover it was a mousetrap. Retreating to the barn yard, he proclaimed this warning "There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!"

The chicken clucked and scratched, raised her head and said, "Mr. Mouse, I can tell this is a grave concern to you, but it is of no consequence to me. I cannot be bothered by it."

The mouse turned to the pig and told him, "There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!" The pig sympathized, but said, "I am so very sorry, Mr. Mouse, but there is nothing I can do about it but pray. Be assured you are in my prayers."

The mouse turned to the cow and said, "There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!" The cow said, "Wow, Mr. Mouse. I'm sorry for you, but it's no skin off my nose."

So, the mouse returned to the house, head down and dejected, to face the farmer's mousetrap—alone! That very night a sound was heard throughout the house -- the sound of a mousetrap catching its prey.

The farmer's wife rushed to see what was caught. In the darkness, she did no see it; it was a venomous snake whose tail was caught in the trap. The snake bit the farmer's wife. The farmer rushed her to the hospital. When she returned home she still had a fever.

Everyone knows you treat a fever with fresh chicken soup. So the farmer took his hatchet to the farmyard for the soup's main ingredient – the chicken!

But his wife's sickness continued. Friends and neighbors came to sit with her around the clock. To feed them, the farmer butchered the pig. But, alas, the farmer's wife did not get well... She died.

So many people came for her funeral that the farmer had the cow slaughtered to provide enough meat for all of them for the funeral luncheon. And the mouse looked upon it all from his crack in the wall with great sadness.

So, the next time you hear that someone is facing a problem and you think it doesn't concern you, remember ---

When one of us is threatened, we are all at risk. We are all involved in this journey called life. We must keep an eye out for one another and make an extra effort to encourage one another.

You may want to send a note to everyone who has ever helped you out… Let them know how much they mean to you. Better yet, send them this article! Remember, each of us is a vital thread in another person’s tapestry. Our lives are woven together for a reason. One of the best things to hold onto in this world is a FRIEND! (Thanks to my Internet friends for sharing this story with me)

The Power of One

2010-07-18T14:13:00.000-07:00

Edward Everett Hale said, "I am only one, but still I am one. I cannot do everything, but still I can do something. And because I cannot do everything, I will not refuse to do the something I can do."

One song can spark a moment;
One flower can wake the dream.
One tree can start a forest,
One bird can herald spring.
One smile begins a friendship,
One handclasp lifts a soul.
One star can guide a ship at sea;
One word can frame the goal.

One vote can change a nation,
One sunbeam lights a room.
One candle wipes out darkness,
One laugh will conquer gloom.
One step must start each journey;
One word must start each prayer.
One hope will raise our spirits;
One touch can show you care.
One voice can speak with wisdom;
One heart can know what's true.
One life can make the difference;
You see it's up to YOU! (Poet unknown)

I thank God that He uses individuals like you and me to do His work on earth. Maybe we’ll be the ‘one’ person to make a difference in someone’s life.

Thanks to my Internet friends for these words of wisdom.

All the time in the world to think

2010-06-30T17:17:00.000-07:00

I can’t believe my baby is turning 32 on July 3rd and has a baby of his own. Where does the time go? It seems the older you get the faster time flies or maybe it’s just that we fly slower as time ages us. One nice thing about growing older, we have more time to relax and enjoy our memories. We have more time to think about life.

One day my children were small building castles in their sand box, swinging on swings screaming ‘faster, daddy, faster’, wishing on stars and dreaming silly dreams. O, to be a child again when there was no difference between time and any of the three dimensions of space, when you could trust that in time all your problems would work themselves out, when nothing really belonged to us but time – as a child you had all the time in the world and time to enjoy all of the world.

If by chance my son is reading this, I shall leave him with Thomas A Kempis’ rules for living life to think about -- when he has time.

“My son resolve to do the will of others rather than your own.
Always choose to posses less rather than more.
Always take the lowest place, and regard yourself as less than others.
Desire and pray always that God’s will may be perfectly fulfilled in you.
A man who observes these rules shall come to enjoy peace and tranquility of soul.”

You're never to old to learn

2010-06-20T16:12:00.000-07:00

My husband and I were blessed to have brunch with our son and his family this Father’s Day. Of course, Little J stole the show. Little J’s parents are going to have so much fun watching their son grow and learn. I still have fond memories of some of the great truths my children have learned over the years, truths like:

1) No matter how hard you try, you can't baptize cats.
2) When your Mom is mad at your Dad, don't let her brush your hair.
3) If your sister hits you, don't hit her back. They (parents) always catch the second person.
4) Never ask your 3-year old brother to hold a tomato.
5) You can't trust dogs to watch your food.
6) Don't sneeze when someone is cutting your hair.
7) Never hold a Dust-Buster and a cat at the same time.
8) You can't hide a piece of broccoli in a glass of milk.
9) Don't wear polka-dot underwear under white shorts.
10)The best place to be when you're sad is Grandpa's lap.

And what I have learned? I've learned that:

1) Raising teenagers is like nailing jelly to a tree.
2) Wrinkles don't hurt. (Much)
3) Families are like fudge...mostly sweet, with a few nuts.
4) Today's mighty oak is just yesterday's nut that held its ground.
5) Laughing is good exercise. It's like jogging on the inside.
6) Middle age is when you choose your cereal for the fiber, not the toy.

Tomorrow, I hope to visit my father; he’s 95 and still has a thing
or two to teach me. I already know what he’d tell me, go for the gusto, forget the nuts and enjoy the fudge. Don’t worry about the wrinkles – they are merely badges of honor – wear them proudly.

No worries

2010-06-12T07:11:00.000-07:00

A week ago today we were celebrating our daughter’s marriage. A lot of work goes into planning a wedding; it seems kind of strange not to still be in that planning stage. The event itself comes and goes; it’s almost a whirlwind of memories in my mind. All the things my daughter and I were anxious over never came to pass. Our worries were in vain. God had everything under control – all in His hands. It was a beautiful wedding and a beautiful day for a wedding. God provided everything we needed and more.
I don’t know why I was so anxious over the wedding, I guess I forgot that scripture where Jesus says “Be anxious over nothing.” He provides all we have need of it.

When I think about times spent with Heidi, the best memories that come to mind are those when we did nothing special. We simply talked, walked, laughed, cried and lived life. And now she gets to enjoy these moments with her new husband of doing nothing special – just enjoying one another.

Life is precious folks, its God gift to us – what we do with that life is our gift to God. Make every day count, be anxious about nothing. Let go and let God have his way in your life.

Here Comes the Bride

2010-05-26T08:48:00.000-07:00

“Little girls are really kind of nice
Especially when they put their
Arms around your neck
And hug you tight.

And sometimes only daddies
Can tuck them in at night
Fix their dolls and broken toys
And help them ride a bike.”

(From the book “Bits and Pieces From my Mind”
By Connie L Hawkins written for daughter, Heidi)

Our little girl is grown and in fact getting married this month.
Planning a wedding reminds me what an
important job parenting is. It’s not an easy job.
Training them up in the way they should go
means using tough love and making sure the
word ‘no’ is never misunderstood. Sometimes it
means traveling down their path to see where they are
coming from or where they are going.

I remember in the heat of an argument my daughter telling me,
“Why can’t you just treat me like a friend?” To which I responded, “You
Have plenty of friends; but only one mother.” And nothing has changed.
So many parents try to be a friend to their kids when what they need
most are a mom and a dad – parents presenting a united front.

I hate that phrase, “I’m just a homemaker” -- it is THEE most important
job you’ll ever do, pleasing in God’s eyes! I wish for my daughter a
happy life. I know she’ll be a terrific wife and a great mother. After
all she had a good role model and I had a great teacher--my mom!

(This article is also scheduled to appear in the June issue of His Banner Newspaper)

A Faithful Friend

2010-05-15T06:02:00.000-07:00

I can’t believe we’ve been in this house ten years. I remember the move like it was yesterday. We lived in the Linwood house 27 years; it was a bit overwhelming to pack up and move. I stood in my kitchen surrounded by piles of boxes praying, Lord, I can’t do this by myself. I need a helping hand. That’s when the phone rang. It was my friend, Betty, asking me if I needed help packing. Did I ever! Betty is a whiz at organizing things. She had the packing detail whipped into shape in no time – even Bill’s corner of the basement! By the time the movers arrived everything was packed and labeled.

I remember telling Betty, that it would be nice if God came down from the heavens to lift a hand and she said, “Here I am. If you need help, all you have to do is ask.” Someone has said that God has no hands but ours…no feet but ours. Sometimes we are God’s hands and feet as Betty was in my life the day that I needed help. A friend is only a phone call away.

“A faithful friend is an image of God” French Proverb.

Happy Mother's Day

2010-05-08T07:16:00.000-07:00

My mother taught me everything I know and a few things I probably didn’t need to know! She’s been gone awhile now but in my thoughts and in my heart she is still very much alive. If she were today I would say: Thank you, Mom, for stretching me. For helping me to see new ways of relating, new causes to consider, and new interests to explore.

Thank you Mom for all the time you spent pondering my concerns, pacing the floor waiting for the phone to ring because I said I would call and didn’t.

Thank you Mom for respecting my opinions and for supporting my decisions and my projects; for the down-to-earth practical help you’ve given me both as a parent and a friend.

But most important, thank you Mom, for instilling in me Christian values and for reminding me that when facing life’s challenges to never forget that with Christ as the centered of my life nothing is impossible.

This is a day to rejoice in

2010-05-01T05:50:00.000-07:00

I love watching my grandson play. He goes through the toy box with eager anticipation; he can’t wait to see what he’ll find. He loves everything inside that box…a new book to read, a stuffed bear to hug whatever the treasure he trusts you that it’ll be good for him. Oh, the wonder of being a child, when everything is new and fresh – and every day exciting. That’s kind of what it’s like when we first come to Christ. Everything is new and exciting. It’s an excitement that we should never let fade away. We should never take one single day for granted but bask in the glory of being alive pausing to remind ourselves ‘this is the day that the Lord has made, we should rejoice and be glad in it.’.

Little J fights taking his naps because there is so much to see and do and he doesn’t want to miss a single minute of his day. We should fight the sin in our life in much the say way ‘resist the devil and he will flee’ only then can we really enjoy every single minute of the day that the Lord has made for us. Nothing is worth more than today. “When one has much to put into them, a day has a hundred pockets.” Friedrich Nietzsche

A day with Little J

2010-04-16T06:15:00.000-07:00

Thursday, April 15, 2010

Looking forward to a day with my grandson even though Grandma isn't quite with it today! When I arrived at J's house, he was just waking up from his morning nap. He was all smiles as he showed me his new giant Elmo purchased at the mom-to-mom sale! He drags it around with him from room to room; it's bigger than he is -- so cute. Mom wanted to bake so my job was to keep the little man occupied and out of the kitchen, but first things first -- lunch. After a delicious but messy lunch tray of Mac & Cheese and peas (Yuk) we are off to the living room to stake out the toy box but J was more interested in what was going on in the kitchen. What's to go into the oven? Hum-m I wonder what he's thinking? Oh, to get his little hands into the mixing bowl!

In the mean time in spite of the fact that the little man has attached himself to Mom's leg, Mom is trying to mix up a batch of muffins, but interruptions abound.

"I think I smell something," I say, "A poppy diaper, perhaps?" With rolled eyes, Mom, hoping Grandma would do diaper duty, stops what she's doing to change the little man. Back to the toys we go, but little man wants to know what's happening in the kitchen so off he trots to help Mom load the dishwasher...well, she's loading, he's unloading! Grandma is falling behind in her job to occupy J.

"Hey," I say, "We should go outside. I can take J for a stroller ride." Mom stops what's she's doing (again), hauls the stroller out of the garage, buckles the little man into the seat--that takes a little doing; Grandma would have never figured that one out. Whoops need some sun screen and a sun hat. Mom dashes into the house for the necessary items but not a toy in sight for the little man to keep him busy as we merrily roll down the side walk. It's almost 2pm. Sun is hot -- it's 80 degrees out! But there's a breeze which is nice. Up and down the sidewalk we go. I doubt we even traveled a block, but up and down we went -- three times. Little J is having fun taking his hat off his head and throwing it on the ground. Grandma soon tires of this game.

"Knock knock--we're back!" Mom throws open the kitchen door, and looks at her watch. We've been gone all of 20 minutes -- maybe. "Hey, we're thirsty!" I say. "And it's hot out. Can we come in?"

Well of course, Mom smiles. At least the muffins got into the oven this time! Back inside we attack the toy box again and Elmo. Toys all over the floor and books scattered everywhere, I'm thinking Grandma needs a nap. But the little man wants Grandma to read the bubble book. I thought we hid that book! OK then...'bubbles bubbles everywhere...' 3:00, time for a juice break and a diaper change. Isn't it napping time? Yes, it is. J goes happily down for a nap with Elmo in tow. Grandma can't believe it but she's thankful. "Good nap little man." I blow him a kiss. Ah, there's Grandpa; he's come to retrieve Grandma who needs a nap of her own!

Remembering Donald

2010-03-21T07:12:00.000-07:00

February 21, 2010

Faintly from out of nowhere
Came the old familiar remnants
Of a song we had once shared
And with its ending—just as painless
You were gone.

Death came and took you away from me.

Missing You

I miss you driving up for peanut butter on toast.
(I miss coffee at Timmy’s the most…)
I miss you being silly and teasing me
I miss working together and singing silly songs
I miss your humor, the merriment in your eyes
I just miss you, Donald.

It’s always hard to say goodbye
To a way of life you’ve grown
Accustomed to—and harder still
To say goodbye
To friends as dear as you!

2010-02-12T14:00:00.000-08:00

February 12, 2010

As a writer I’ve been asked over the years to write Valentine ‘isms’ for friends, and lovers and soul mates. It hasn’t always been an easy job. But it has given me time and occasions to think about ‘love’ and what it really means. Not all that fluff that comes with Valentine’s Day although I’m the first to admit that I love all that stuff – cards, flowers, chocolates – it’s nice to be remembered.

But to me, love is the passionate and abiding desire on the part of two or more people (as in family) to produce together conditions under which each can happily exist, and spontaneously express one’s real self. Love is to produce together an intellectual soil and an emotional climate in which each can flourish, far more superior to what either could achieve alone.

Love is recognizing and accepting faults but loving in spite of them. It’s sharing dreams and working together to turn those dreams into realities. Love is quick to forgive; it’s being there for one another. It’s watching a movie you really hate because you love someone more. It is in loving, not in being loved, that the heart is truly blessed.

Bless someone this Valentine’s weekend – let them know they are loved!

Snow

2010-02-10T06:42:00.000-08:00

I woke up to a blanket of snow this morning. Everywhere you look is white. The snow must go. I do not like the snow, Sam I am, not even the making of a snowball. I do not like the snow at all!

What should I do with myself on this cold and snowy day? I could write a poem, sing a song, clean a closet or I could do nothing at all! My mother used to tell me that idleness is foolishness. I suppose there is nothing worse than an idle hour, with no occupation offering. I'll ponder this as my day goes on.

Besides the noble art of getting things done there is the noble art of leaving things undone. The wisdom of life consists in the elimination of nonessentials.

I leave you with this word of advice: Be careful out there and remember it's better to slip with the foot than the tongue!

Time

2010-01-26T16:02:00.000-08:00

January 26, 2010

I can’t believe that January is almost over. Time sure seems to fly by when you’re having fun and I sure am having fun being Grandma to my ten month old grandson. I don’t mind a bit sharing my time with him. In fact, I have all the time in the world to share.

The great thing about children is that is that they don’t think about time. They don’t think about the past, they don’t worry about the future, they simply enjoy the present time, which few of us seem to do. Adults are always thinking about what we have to do tomorrow, or about the things we didn’t get done today. There never seems to be enough time in a day to get things done – none of that matter’s to children; time seems to stand still for them it has no bearing on their day. When they are hungry they eat. When they are tired they sleep. When they are happy they smile and giggle. They have all the time they need to play and who better to play with them then Grandma and Grandpa, and all we have the same concept of time as our grandchildren!

The older we get I think the more we realize that time is a great innovator and there is nothing if left to time that cannot be worked out; there are no optical illusions in time or in its space; you can see more clearly over the space of time and believe it or not – you do have all the time in the world so use it wisely.

2009-12-28T17:27:00.000-08:00

The prep, the planning, the decorating, the shopping, the wrapping, the cooking and now Christmas is over. Wait a minute; it doesn't have to be over. I think we need a little Christmas right this very minute!

I know that some say Santa is a myth, but he doesn't have to be. Jesus is the reason for the season, but Santa is the magic of the season. Kids grow up to fast; they need a little magic in their lives, time to dream, time to wish upon a star.

St Nicholas was a real person, a man with a loving heart who cared about children. Stockings were filled while children were sleeping. Nicholas did his gift giving secretly, under cover of darkness. (And he still does.) He didn't want to be seen and recognized as he wanted those he helped to give thanks to God. He had a seasonal concern for the needy and gave gifts to those in greatest need—the young and the most vulnerable. Christmas gifts and baskets given to those in need, along with other seasonal contributions to charity, reflect St. Nicholas' unselfish concern for others. He never wanted or expected anything in return. He represents the spirit of Christmas. When he died mankind carried on those traditions.

Wouldn't it be nice if we could carry on this spirit of unselfish giving every day? That’s exactly what Christ expects us to do. It’s what He is all about. Giving, loving, sharing, joy, peace – He is the reason for the season, God's ultimate gift to mankind -- a Savior. Folks, I personally think we need a little Christmas every single day from Christ, from Santa, from mankind--we need it.

And on that note, I hope you all had a happy and blessed Christmas -- if you didn't, maybe you need to practice your "ho ho ho's." Until next time.

2009-12-23T20:27:00.000-08:00

Year End Reflections by Connie Hawkins

2009 is almost over. It's been both a year of joy and one of sadness. Joy first: I took my first airplane trip!! Yep, I finally got on an airplane and flew to Florida with my daughter to visit my brother and my father. We had a great time. It was so enjoyable. Would I fly again? Hum-m, I'm thinking about it. The birth of my adorable grandson, Jeremiah, (Little J) on March 30th was truly the highlight of 2009. He is such a delight and has captured our hearts from day one. He brings laughter and joy into my life.

Went to see the musical Chicago with the girls at the Bay City Players. It was so much fun, didn't realize how much I needed that night out. Struggled with trying to lose weight, which will be top of my New Year's Resolutions again for 2010. I've lost the same 30lbs four times--that's 120 pounds my friends! I know that one of these times I will actually lick it, lose the weight and keep it off. All things are possible with Christ! I wonder if the cereal diet really works?

Read the book "The Shack" this year -- everyone was talking about it so I decided that I needed to read it. I gained a lot of insight from the book and came away with a new insight about God the Father. It's a book that gives you a lot to think about.

I endured some physical hardships over the summer and into the fall. Nothing that cannot be overcome with a trip to Florida this winter!

In May my nephew (who is the same age as my son) died unexpectedly. I am so glad that Heidi and I got to spend some time with him back in February. In August a good friend from church had a heart attack and died -- he was 64. When people your age go home to be with the Lord, it makes you think about your own life and the path you are on. I'm trying to take some time every day to stop and smell the roses.

In September I traveled with my brother, my father and my daughter, to PA for a surprise 85th birthday party for my Aunt Lila and 94th party for my father. My cousin, Bonnie, graciously hosted the family, feeding 35 people every night for four days! Aunt Lila has dementia now and doesn't always remember who I am, but I always remember who she is -- the one who has been praying me through and now, it's my turn to pray Aunt Lila through!

In October, my high school friend, Mary, lost her 9-year battle with cancer. Mary was one of the most courageous people I have ever known and has truly been an inspiration to me. She said in her obituary, "Let the change you want to see in the world begin with you." She would always say that whenever we would talk, too. And so, in honor of Mary's memory I want to bring about some change in my life this coming year...first and foremost, removing some of the stone walls in my life that are keeping me from being all that God wants me to be. I know change must begin with me so I need to get to it.

I will look forward to 2010 with a positive attitude, working to accept the things I cannot change as I work more diligently to change the things I can. Peace, joy and love my friends.

2009-12-04T13:55:00.000-08:00

December 4, 2009

he Magic of Christmas

Remember when you were a child? The magic of Christmas seemed to appear over night. One morning you woke up, the Christmas cookies were baked, the candy made, the tree was up and looked so awesome and you thought to yourself -- WOW, it's magic!

Now that I'm an adult, I realize just how much work my parents, especially my mother, put into making Christmas a magical time of the year for my me and my brothers. Now, I'm the mom and the grandma! And it's my turn to bake the cookies, trim the tree, buy the presents! I'm the one who makes magic for my family, especially for my 8 month old grandson (who'll be almost 9 months come Christmas) -- and what fun I am having. :)

If you find yourself caught up in the busyness of Christmas, look at the holiday through the eyes of a child, the excitement and merriment that dance in their eyes, the joy on their faces; for children think not of what is past or even what is to come, they simply enjoy the present moment. It is never better to be a child than at Christmas!

Happy holidays, friends and God Bless us everyone!

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Connie Hawkins, published author, teacher and motivational speaker. Contact Connie at authorconnielhawkins.com

Fans and friends have suggested I create a blog page to share my thoughts and various writings from time to time. You ask...I aim to please!

November 16, 2009

Everyone asks me how it is that I became a writer. (OK, not everyone asks but some people do ask). I never quite know how to answer such a question. I guess I was born a writer. I've always been...I know no other way of life. I remember Mom telling me "boil down and do your homework, boil down and write that essay."

I Never quite understood that statement. For me it was harder to boil down (because I didn't know what it meant, then it was/is to write. To me writing is as big of an adventure as reading. Put a pen in my hand and it takes me where I want to go. There is a sort of magic in the written word; I hope over the course of the next few weeks to bring some of my magic, through the use of the written word, to you...so, climb aboard the merry-go-round with me -- let's take a ride!

On Becoming a Grandma!

It’s been a long wait, but I’m finally a grandmother and I’m loving it! Little J, (short for Jeremiah) will be 8 months old on November 30th. What can I say he’s absolutely adorable and smart, too. I discovered that when a baby is born a grandma is made. This is what I have learned so far about being a grandma:

1) I’ve turned into my mother! I am now ‘Grandma’.

2) It’s wonderful to be a mom but it’s even more wonderful to be a grandma because it's all play.

3) Grandma’s get to spoil and pamper. We can feed the little ones full of sugar and then send them home! But of course, I would never do that.

4) Grandma's can watch them spit up and smile.

5) We can listen to them make those little ‘grunting’ noises and quickly hand them back to Daddy.

6) We don’t have to worry about grouchy, fussy and teething. We just have to love unconditionally with no strings attached.

7) It only takes a moment when that little finger curls around yours for you to realize you are madly in love (again).

8) A new baby is a new beginning. It makes you realize the importance of past generations, the value of family history. You suddenly appreciate your own grandparents and the things you learned from them and you are anxious to past down those same stories to your grandchildren.

9) Having a new baby to think about makes you realize you aren’t too old to dream and hope; suddenly you have dreams and hopes that hopefully you will get to share with your grandchildren.

10) I’m still learning the difference between a smile and gas – but I’m getting there.

Some grandma’s will tell you that having grandchildren makes you feel young again – I think it depends on just how young a grandmother you are. I’m in my 60s’s and already realizing that spending more than an hour at a time with grandchildren quickly ages you. But at the same time I also realize that a home without a couple of grandma’s in it isn’t all that much fun.

Little J is a lucky lad, he has Grandma Connie and his Nana and we are all going to have so much fun Carl Sandburg one of my favorite poets wrote that, “A baby is God’s opinion that the world should go on.” I truly believe it. Grandchildren also mean that God’s not done with us yet. We still have lots to do! We have grandchildren to love! Yep, grandchildren are a great comfort in your old age and they help you reach it faster, too! Tomorrow's my day with Little J -- can't wait!

(You can find Connie's books online through Barnes & Noble, on Amazon.com, or order directly from the author by contacting her at PO Box 1171, Bay City, MI 48706.)