Prepared For A Second Love?

Nancy and Steve

I have always been a “one-woman-man”!  I have always only dated one woman at a time and I have never been interested in having multiple girlfriends at a time.    If you review my writings, you know I was completely “head over heels” in love with my wife.

I meet Terrie when I was 18 years old.  I wanted to spend all of my life together with her and I would have like to have been “Raptured” out together, being together until the very end.

But after four years of dating/courting and forty one and a half years of marriage,  my world changed. Continue reading

Family

 

When I was just a boy watching a black & white television set, there were two programs about families that I liked to watch.  One was “Leave It To Beaver” featuring the Clever family;  Ward and June and their two sons, Wally and Theodore (Beaver).   I’m not sure  what kind of work Ward did, but he wore a suit to work everyday and they lived in a two-story house.   June wore “A” line chic dresses with a upturned collar and a nice pearl necklace.  The “boys” always seemed to have clean clothes and a nice bedroom they shared with it’s own bathroom.   Beaver would do something that led to a life lesson about knowing to do right and developing character and morals.

The second program was “Father Knows Best” featuring the Anderson family.  Jim and Margaret Anderson had three children, Continue reading

Harmony

As a teenage boy of the late 1960’s, I enjoyed listening to the harmony sung by the Beach Boys, The Beatles, and Simon & Garfunkel.  To know that two or more voices were singing together and it sounded as one voice to me, was amazing to me.  In the fifties, Doo-Wop music was popular for it’s harmonious sounds.   And I’m sure, with some study, we would find throughout history, harmony has been sung since there was a song to sing.  Now I’m not a musician or a student of music or music theory.  Continue reading

The Letter

 

Have you ever received something you didn’t know just what to do with it?  That happened this last week.  One of our cousins found a letter from my mother written to my father.  The date of the letter was November 1, 1965.

My cousin was going through some of her father’s things and found this letter addressed to my dad and sent to my uncle’s address.  There were times my dad would work out of town, being gone all week.  I believe he was working near my uncle and stayed with him on this trip.  My cousin read the letter and contacted my sister in regards as to what to do about it.  Sis asked my cousin to mail it to her address.  Continue reading

A Sweet Memory

I was on my way to work Friday morning and I was praying for a lady in our church who had just had a brain tumor removed on Wednesday.  She had posted on Facebook about being in ICU and not being able to get any sleep or rest.  Having spent my share of time in hospitals, I said “Amen” to her statement.

I was thinking about how kind and gracious the Lord was to her, that she was able to even do a simple task like posting on Facebook.  In the simple things, He gives us hope.

I was reminded of one time that I was in the hospital.  After a major surgery that required the doctors to place a tracheotomy in me, due to my throat swelling.  I could not talk.  I was given a white board and a marker to write my thoughts.  It helped, but it left me frustrated, because I could not write as fast as I wanted too.

One day, about a week after the surgery, my team of doctors came into my room to do a follow-up.  It happened to be a time when Terrie wasn’t there yet.  The doctors began to question me and I was trying to write and I was unable to keep up, when a doctor from Belarus, with agitation said,”Why don’t you just put your finger over the tube opening and speak!”  I did that and said, “Because no one told me that was an option!”

And so when they left, I reached for the telephone beside my bed and called home.  Terrie said, “Hello?” and I said, “Hello, Baby.”  We both immediately began to cry.  How sweet it was to experience a little headway as we were going through this great trial.  How sweet it was to be able to speak.  How sweet was God’s grace to allow the simple things to become great things.

It was from that time, that I knew I would not go home with the tracheotomy.  I told them that I would not go home with it.  They didn’t believe me, saying I had to accomplish X, Y, and Z before that would happen.  Again, by God’s grace, X,Y, and Z did happened and the trach was removed before I went home.

Our God is able.  He is can create a sweet memory for you as he created a sweet memory for me!

2 Corinthians 9:8 “And God is able to make all grace abound to you, so that always having all sufficiency in everything, you may have an abundance for every good deed.”

Lessons From Beyond The Door

In my church, we have been studying about what a Christian home should be in our Sunday school classes and how that core unit effects not only our home, but our children’s future relationships and their homes as well as the effects on our churches and society.

 

I have meditated on these lessons as one without children, but one who loves children and understands the need of a solid foundation for our precious children.

I believe these principals  are very important for all of us now.  Continue reading

With Some Fear

I  have been off any form of chemo for over a year and I have a CT scan about every five months to make sure nothing resurfaces.  One small tumor resurfaced but did not change size, but then it went from 6 mm to 8 mm.  At that point, my doctor said if it continued to grow, he would ask Radiation to blast it with precision bombing.

 

The last CT scan showed it had indeed grown from 8 mm to 12 mm (less than 1/2″).  He told me they could take care of it with three to five session.  Continue reading

Church Softball

My interest in sports had some major roadblocks when I was growing up.

In the fourth grade, we they would play baseball during recess time.  They would pick teams based upon throwing a bat vertically and someone grabbing it near the end, then fist over fist until team members were chosen.  I was usually last, of coarse, the fact that I didn’t know how to play or had ever received instructions about playing contributed to my status.  I recall standing in left field, a borrowed glove on my left hand, when a ball was hit my way.  I reacted by raising my right hand to catch it, only to have the burn of the ball cause me to drop it.  A very embarrassing moment, Continue reading

The Back Porch

My brother and his wife moved into a new house in the fall of 2015.  It is a beautiful home with wooded property on the other side of the fence.  Very quiet and peaceful.

On Monday, November 23rd of that year, my wife died in her sleep.  Her funeral was on Wednesday, November 25th.  Thanksgiving was on the next day, Thursday, November 26th.

I was asked to come to my brother’s house for Thanksgiving.  Everyone knew I would be hurting, but also knew I didn’t need to be alone.  I knew it as well, so I went for the day.

The house was full of family and little children.  I was used to my home being much quieter with just Terrie and me.  So it didn’t take a long time Continue reading