Ode to Queenie 10-21-2009

So my lovely niece is Homecoming Queen of Simpson University. She is truly a queen, inside and out. I wrote her a poem:

ODE TO QUEENIE, 10-21-09

Anna~bu, fair reigning queen of lovely Simpson-town

(But she has sparkled long before she donned the glitt’ring crown).

When Anna walks into a room, she says not “Look at me!” –

But “There you are!” for, truly, loving others is the key.

She has her Maker’s eyes and heart, and kneels before His throne.

She loves her subjects, every one, and no one feels alone.

When Anna steps foot in their midst, a feast begins, anew;

She has a knack of lifting hearts and sharing what is true.

The spice of love and light she trills, to paupers and to kings,

And weary souls detect the tune of hope, each time she sings.

She knows the ancient code of care; and on the course, stays sure,

Disbursing as the High King leads. His message will endure.

A crown and title swiftly pass – a breeze across the face,

But Anna’s quest remains the same: to share God’s loving grace.

Disney and Sore Hearts

2-24-09 Warning:  Random thoughts follow.

Dave and I returned today from a delightful trek to the Happiest Place on Earth.  The drive was great, the hotel was great, Disneyland was great, and the drive home was great.  And...it's great to be back home.

Even though there is a big squeeze in my heart, I need to keep my face to the light.  It's amazing how strong emotions are.  Nothing is wrong; life is rarely perfect.  Sadness just hurts.  This paragraph has nothing to do with the next paragraph, by the way.

Hans said a clever/thought-provoking/hilarious thing the other day, about mothers.  Often, we are "smothers."  How can we not be?  Our hearts walk around, outside of our own bodies.  Yet....smothering is not too life-sustaining.  Good thing to remember.

Our Iris turned 28 yesterday.  What a blessing she is, a sincere lady.

Downtown Disney makes wonderful caramel corn.  They also sell kettle corn, but pass that cart by, and walk the extra distance to go to the caramel corn stand.  You'll need floss, but it's so worth it.

Tomorrow, Lent begins.  May it make a difference.  Lent is walking toward a horrible reminder in Christian history, and then a few days later, the best day ever for Christians.  I get frustrated with "Easter" - look up the word.  I feel cleaner when I call it "Resurrection Day."  But lots of pagan stuff is wrapped in the Christian world.  The days of the week are not Christian names.  Oh well.  Not terribly important.

Not yet unpacked - partially.  

God is here.