Archive for March, 2011

How unremarkable

I must live a most unremarkable existence. I have nothing going on that anyone would be interested in asking about (with the exception of, occasionally, my children). We have no involvement in sports, art, or scouts. We belong to no clubs or organizations (except church). We homeschool, so there are no school-related items (such as science fairs or field trips or honor rolls). My immediate relatives (parents, children, siblings) are all reasonably sane and healthy, for which I am thankful.

I’m just rather boring, generally speaking, with nothing remarkable to discuss.

If I could visit any country…

I would love to visit Scotland one day. When I was young, my family was planning to go, but it never materialized. Ever since then, I’ve wanted to visit Scotland. It is a country of beauty.

It is a country of castles.

And, it is a country that needs Christ.

“If I only had weeks to live…”

I got thinking about this today. I hear of people who are told they have terminal illnesses. It occurred to me that, you know, we never know how much time we have. I was thinking that if I *knew* I had only a few weeks left, I would make videos for my children. I’d spend more time making memories. I would love on them more. And then I got thinking, I don’t KNOW how much time I have, so shouldn’t I be doing those things *anyway*? What if I *do* only have a few weeks (God has my time in His hands)? How would my children remember me?

More importantly, how do I *want* them to remember me, and what can I do about it?

Daylight Savings Time

When told the reason for Daylight Savings Time, the old indian said, “Only the government would believe that you could cut a foot off the top of a blanket, sew it to the bottom, and have a longer blanket.”

VERY WISE Indian there!!

Family is forever

I know it’s a cliche, but it’s true. People may “disown” their family, but the blood tie remains, regardless.

We have been blessed to spend the last few days with family that we don’t see often enough. My husband’s oldest sister, her husband and her youngest three children came to visit. We have enjoyed many pleasant activities together, and it was a great visit – but as always, much too short. I wish they didn’t live so far away!

Right now, I’m listening to…

Right now, I’m listening to a sermon by Bro David Gibbs. I’m not sure yet what the topic is, because it’s only just starting. 🙂

Coffee or tea?

I am definitely a coffee person. I have never cared much for tea (though I did drink hot Red Rose tea with my mom occasionally as a child). I don’t do cold on either one of them, either. Iced coffee or tea just is *wrong* to me. Although, I do have to say that Sonic’s java chiller is really good (but it’s more “coffee ice cream” than “cold coffee”).

Another Song Comment

One of the earliest things we learn about sentence structure is making the tenses match. If it’s past, it’s past; present is present; future is future. Mixing and matching is inappropriate.

The song in which this bothers me is the song “Sheltered in the Arms of God.” The sentiment of the song is great, but the use of the word “trod” in two places is incorrect.

In the first verse, it says:

I feel the touch of hands so kind and tender
They’re leading me in the paths that I must trod
I’ll have no fear for Jesus walks beside me
For I’m sheltered in the arms of God

“I must trod.” No. “I must tread.” There are ways this could be rewritten to keep the sentiment but make the rhyme appropriate. For instance,

  • They have led me in the paths that I have trod
  • They’re leading me in the paths on this earth’s sod
  • They’re leading me in the paths where I must plod

In verse two, the word is again misused:

Soon I shall hear the call from heaven’s portals
“Come home my child, it’s the last mile you must trod”
I’ll fall asleep and wake in God’s sweet heaven
For I’m sheltered safe in the arms of God

“…you must trod.” NO! “You must tread.” Again, rewrites are possible for this stanza as well.

  • “Come home my child, it’s the last mile you have trod”
  • “Come home my child, it’s your last step on earth’s sod”
  • “Come home my child, it’s your last mile” He will nod

Conclusion: In my opinion, there is no excuse for this sort of grammatical impropriety.

Know what I hate about blogging?

I hate trying to come up with something about which to talk. Actually, what really annoys me is when I write this whole long awesome post in my head, but forget what it was before I get to my computer. That is just frustrating. And once I forget it, I NEVER remember it again!!