Monday, May 28, 2018

No greater LOVE...


I see two blue roses sitting on the table…the third is in Limon…No greater LOVE…that verse seems to be everywhere over the internet…I think of Jay…of laying down his life…of those words on his stone…John 15:13.  And I go there and read under Love and Joy Perfected…

As the Father loved Me, I also have loved you; abide in My love.  If you keep My commandments, you will abide in My love, just as I have kept My Father’s commandments and abide in His love. 

These things I have spoken to you, that My joy may remain in you, and that  your joy may be full.   This is My commandment, that you love one another as I have loved you.   GREATER LOVE HAS NO ONE THAN THIS, THAN TO LAY DOWN ONE’S LIFE FOR HIS FRIENDS.  You are my friends if you do whatever I command you.   No longer do I call you servants, for a servant does not know what his master is doing; but I have called you friends, for all things that I heard from My Father I have made known to you.  You did not choose Me, but I chose you and appointed you that you should go and bear fruit, and that your fruit should remain, that whatever you ask the Father in My name He may give you.  These things I command you, that you love one another. 

 John 15:9-17
Wow there is a lot there and my mind thinks of blogging…I think of the message here…of how we get caught up in the symbol...BUT do we remember…I mean really remember?    Those that lay down their life…it was not for the glory when it comes down to it…but for something bigger…something deeper…something that they might not even completely understand…but that they were put in this time and place for a purpose…to take a stand against that which is evil…against hate…yet how do we remember them…do we come from the same place?   Could we stand to stand in that place?    I ponder at times…the why’s…the what if’s…yet these are not mine to know.   Yet I feel that it is mine to remember…to give thanks for those who have given the “ultimate sacrifice” they say…yet if those who have gone on…believe in the one who the verse was originally written…of Jesus…who laid down His life for each of us so that this world is not our end…and that this portion ends with a commandment that if we TRULY followed…this in which we are told to abide in…John’s writings…John the disciple from the inner circle…

These things I command you, that you love one another.
Can you even imagine?   As I made the loop in visiting  part of my “inner circle’s” on Friday…I stopped at my folks graveside…Jim and Peg…putting flowers at their stone…Mom and Dad…Granny and Hoopee...and there is their headstone amidst a dry barren area…and yet I tell my brother…they lived many years without a lawn…and where they are now…I think there is green grass…no I haven’t been to Heaven…but I would like to think there is green grass there…as it is truly a blessing for sure…I include butterflies in their flowers...

and as I pull down by my Grandma Bessie’s…and green grass has returned to this area in the cemetery...while once a beautiful spot...the grass had died...but has now returned...and I smile...

  And my radio is playing Finally Home by MercyMe…When I finally make it Home…and I think of this song…and I think of Home…our eternal Home…and how many I love…already there…

And while on this journey…I stop and see…the folks still here…Frank and Joyce...thankful that they are still with us…to Love...

and then I continue on to my favorite son-in-law’s…


and it is here that I read again…No greater Love…
and I had found some beautiful blue roses…and I leave one there and think how those we love much like those roses…only here for a while…but what is their story while they are here…and this rose…was given the honor of remembering one of the heroes of my story…one in my “inner circle”…

Jay William Sheridan…Jay Bird…who lay down his life for another…would he have said that is what he wanted to do…probably not…but as each of us are called to do daily…we are put in this place at this time…for a purpose that we might not understand…or choose…but if given a job…to do that job…”in the line of duty” they say…what is in our line of duty and it comes down simply to one thing…Love one another…yet in place of that Love…we (and I use “we” collectively as I know I point more fingers back at myself that I point at another)…we choose to pick apart each other…we choose hate over love…and I don’t seem to see a loophole of love one another IF…BUT I do read the next words that follow and the section in John 15 of hate…says “They hated Me without a cause.”    Do we really have a cause in our hate…yet I believe we have a purpose and a cause in our LOVE…

And I bring two more blue roses with me…for my girls…these are part of the memorial for me…those who are left behind in the “No greater love’s”…and I am reminded that we are all left behind in one way or another…yet with the GREATER LOVE of JESUS…the Capital “L” kind of LOVE…we will see them again…and later on in John he says…that our sorrow will be turned to Joy…and so though we may remember and we may feel sorrow…may we also feel JOY…
And so now I need to go before a little Firecracker wakes up…because yes…she oozes Joy!!!   She a reminder of her daddy for sure…and I got  a few pics of her and “Oppy” and I up at the ranch and I smile as she tries to touch her nose with her tongue imitating the calves…and then just feeling the joy of the ride…and yes she is part of the tribute to her daddy...a part of his legacy of love…and in LOVE may bring JOY to the ride…




This is the day that the LORD has made...Let us rejoice and be glad in it...
lyp

Friday, March 9, 2018

On the other side...



 This is a first...a blog from my phone...so much on my heart...and I think of this past Wednesday....and thinking not sure a fan of Wednesday's in March!!!

I was on the road again on Wednesday...and stopped for a pitstop in Bennett...as I was getting ready to leave when a pickup pulled up and out climbed a guy who I took a double take as he made me think of Jay...and out of the other side a girl maybe a little older than the Firecracker...but close enough that I paused and wondered what kind of trouble those two might have got into...one I guess I will never know.

And I headed on down the road to pull into Limon, Colorado...those who know me...This town holds some very special people...but also a place where we said goodbye to my favorite son-in-law...and though his EOW was 3/9/11...it was a Wednesday...and traveling into town...I noticed the street was lined with a blue line flag...and I steal post and pic shared by the town...


The Limon Police Department would like to give a shout out to the Town Administration and Rich and Donna Metcalf at Pronghorn Country ACE for purchasing and Town Employees for displaying these Thin Blue Line flags! They are being flown on E Avenue and Main Street in honor of Officer Jay Sheridan's 7th Anniversary LODD.

Such a touching tribute and I also know that a fundraiser is in place with efforts to raise money for body armor for the Lincoln County Sheriff's office...
And I hate the fact that this had to be a thing!  But it is...

After a stop at the cemetery...I am back on the road...and go to the office...make a trade-off of hats and go in to do a little bit of work...I find out that a lifelong friend... Doris Ball...has passed...not completely surprised...but did not think she would go so quickly...damn that cancer...I had stopped to see her Friday in the hospital...the 7 year anniversary of her husband...on the "other side"...  Curtis leaving us on a Wednesday as well...a week before Jay left us...and this morning while messaging with Jay's mom this song comes on by Colton Dixon...I had not heard it...but those who know me know often when I travel I will say see you on the other side...one of those phrases that takes on different meanings...


The other side...and at my kitchen table this morning had the visual of a red Rover game...and so many I love being called right over...only to be taken in loving arms...the loving arms of Jesus...of those gone on before...and I hear a story behind the song and it is a beautiful addition to...


And I think of some shared of choosing joy...and I think of wanting to take a find a frame for a picture I have that I want to take when I go back to Limon and join others as we stop and reflect on the life of Jay Sheridan.... pictures...  I also wanted to see the Ball girls...but I head to find a frame at the Light House in LaJunta and walk in and there are those Ball girls...and after they leave I try to find a frame...after not seeing one I am told there are some in the back...we go back and the owner hands me one that she pulls off the shelf almost without thought or even being sure what it is...I had not told her what I wanted or what it for...but the frame handed me says No greater Love than to lay down your life for a friend...and tears and laughter come thinking what a God we have...

and here in the wee hours I seem to be able to ramble even on my phone...and the days begin to blur and getting later and I think about pictures...which do I pick...or will my eyes close first...and I think of Jaybird...of my friend Doris...and think of my friend...Doris' daughter talking of the circle being unbroken...and I listen to this song...


and I think of a picture Heather had shared...one I took of a Firecracker looking at her Daddy's stone and look at her and her daddy dancing and the words...three things...and she holding up three fingers...right there by the...three things will last forever faith, hope and love abide...but the greatest of these is LOVE...


There may be some who think that I speak too much on this...actually some think I speak too much period...of why do you want to remember so much... maybe because they loved so much and it is a part of me a story teller...to share this legacy of Love...and a verse that has become one of my life verses...from 2 John 1:6 says:
Love means living the way God commanded us to live...As you have heard from the beginning, His command is this:

LIVE A LIFE OF LOVE! 

And I think of this life that we live and want others to know that this life matters...this life made a difference...my daughter has a wreath that hangs on her door...this season before spring...


And it is another family this life that we are a part of...and on her mantel...I caught some pics in the light...






And so with the light of day I finish up and think of the days ahead...I think of faith... hope...and love...of a night in Limon...a farewell tomorrow to my friend...of a corn hole tournament Sunday honoring another police officer who lost his life also in the line of duty...and I not playing...but hopefully holding one little precious Herrera baby...

And so this day filled with much emotion...and this not to seek attention but to say I love you Jaybird...and one day when Jesus calls my name...I will be ready to come over to the other side...but today...I just want to think about one on the "Other Side" who lived a life of love...Yes 4 ever in our hearts...


Lys







Wednesday, August 23, 2017

Oh Summer...

This morning at another kitchen table I reflected on watching a little Firecracker head off to school...third grade...and I wrote...

And just like that summer is gone ...
all those things we thought we had so much time to do...
and now just a blur of days that went way too fast...
Back to school--nothing shouts goodbye summer as much as this...
and though we have a new season with new hope and joy and adventure...
we wonder...just where did summer go?
 
 
The seasons whirl by much like our lives...yet there is hope for the next.   We grab pictures of the first dayand I am thankful to get to enjoy this time.   Even though a little struggle of one who just had tonsils taken out...but wanting to go to school.  
 
So I add a few shots I snapped as a keepsake of this day...



Of course she always wants a pic with her mom...these two have went through many seasons...and I am blessed to have them in my life...



and probably what caught me most was as the girls headed off for the walk to school...a police car cruised by...and it brought a smile and I held back a tear...seemed a hug from Heaven....I think of her daddy...so I caught one as they were leaving and then Heather had got another... 


 


I think how much she has changed...how life has changed...Yes she survived the first day...a little tired...but doing pretty awesome considering...and so I wonder what Fall will bring...cooler days...excitement...and I hear the words....cha...cha...changing...talking to a friend today and seemed to be a message...Embrace the season...okay perhaps that isn't entirely about school...and I read something from a special "soul sista"...and she wrote...Thank you for sharing Cheryl...
 
"Some of the places we have to walk, make the journey sacred and mysterious. 
Walking down that road anyway.  fear is fading as I step forward with purpose."
 
Hmmmm....and I think of these steps into a new season...and thankful that God is right there with us...
 
lyp
 
 

 
 
 

 


Monday, May 22, 2017

Mick...





And the song comes on from Eric Church…Springsteen…and the line that catches me every time…sometimes a melody sounds like a memory…music such a part of me and my family...and my mind began to think of Micky…okay Mick…but my thoughts were of Micky (a younger version of Mick)…and I do what I do…I begin to write…
When younger…he was like my big brother.   We all looked up to him and listened to what he told us sometimes to our regret.   However, me being the oldest of his mom’s sister’s family we often joined forces…are you following me…My mom, Peggy, and Mick’s mom, Betty, were sisters…and in our younger days…we spent some time together…good time...at least when you are a kid or looking back…you remember the good times…or it seems that is what I remember…not wanting to take the hard times with us…the good memories are my melodies…a few pics from those good times...Mick, me, Tracy and down under Kelly...we were performing or something...


 
Here the entire cast...Except Mick who maybe was taking the pic...but I am sure laughing...Vonnie, Kelly, Tracy, me...and Shane under the chair...
 
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And so in fairness to Tracy and his cool factor...I put in a pic of us all at the same time where he seems to be Frank Sinatra or someone cool...Kelly, Vonnie, Tracy, Mick, Shane and Penny...somewhere in Arizona...



I was asked to share a memory…and so I include one that is probably forever implanted in my mind…

When I think of Mick…the first thing I hear is his laugh/giggle whatever it was.   And when you heard it you knew that his teasing was involved or something made him laugh to his core…I remember lots of laughter with him…however, my memory involves some anger eventually accompanied by laughter…the summer before my freshman year in high school…I guess it would be 1975…and Mick and Tracy came to Colorado in Mick’s sweet ride station wagon…it was cool we all thought…so that is really what matters…though I don’t remember exactly the year and make…I can still see that car…but anyway when it came time for them to return to Tucson…we convinced my mom I should go…WHAT WAS SHE THINKING!!!   But I think that of our parent’s…they really weren’t afraid of stuff like that…
So off we go…the three of us heading down I-25 it seems.     I remember windows down…laughing…I am sure the music blasting…Mick driving us…Tracy…being Tracy…and then Trace seems to have the idea to take Mick’s hat…when he grabs…Mick begins going after Tracy…yes this is while we are driving…my mind pictures mountain area…me in shotgun…Tracy was in the middle seat…but in trying to get in the back so Mick can’t reach him while driving.   Mick thinking his hat blew out which it did but I think it came back in the window but he not knowing and so he was not happy…and next thing I know…Tracy hopping over seats to avoid Mick’s wrath…and there he is out the back window of the station wagon standing on the bumper…wind blowing…and I am thinking we are going to die (or at least Tracy)…but we all seem to be laughing at least in my mind’s story…did we stop…oh no…Mick just told him to get back in…so Tracy climbs in and seems like he came up with the hat…and our adventure continued…and maybe one of those stories you had to be there…but the point I guess being…I was…and so was Mick…
Upon getting to Tucson…a good HOT summer…I remember meeting Mick’s next door neighbor…Jeannie Scofield…we all spent a lot of time together…and then I remember Mick came to Colorado…driving truck with Uncle Glen and Randy…I remember Jeannie came up…don’t remember how she got there but Mick knew she was coming.   Her and I had been hanging out and so it was late when the truck pulled in…I can still remember her hiding behind a chair in Grandma Bessie’s house and me telling Mick she wasn’t there…his face as he searched the house I can still see…and then finding her behind the chair…and tears still come to my eyes when I remember him holding her in his arms…and now two amazing boys because of that love...


And time goes on…and I remember Mick and Jeannie and Jared and Preston staying with us for a short time while at the dairy…and then as time does and raising families…it seemed we went a long time not really seeing each other…just getting on with the business of life I guess.   I think I remember a basketball game in Ordway where Preston was playing ball…we seen each other…a time in Pueblo…not many family gatherings…but seems like hardly any time at all for being so close when younger…and you wonder why we go through these seasons of distance and those that were so close are sometimes almost strangers to us…then sometimes we connect again…

Sometimes connections come in unusual ways…I ended up connecting with Mick’s son, Jared and his wife, Lanita, by way of facebook.   A way of connection in these days I guess.   Anyway, in reconnecting through Lanita, I got a chance to meet sweet McKenzie…Her name a part of her grandfather…as Mick was after his…Grandpa Mick…family…and so I flash forward to Mick’s sister Vonnie’s daughter Michelle’s wedding…(yes I love to see if you can keep up with these connections…but I with my camera…this time in an official capacity…I caught some pictures of dancing…One with Mick dancing with his mom…and I love this one as she looks at him with such love…and her own giggle...and I am so thankful for these celebrations of life...



The next one…I caught video of Mick and McKenzie dancing…my granddaughter and daughter dancing nearby…and I love McKenzie’s expression as she is not sure of it all…of the laughter of his son’s and their wives (Lori...I have more footage with your joyful dancing moves even if Preston wouldn't join you)…and these…these are the memories we hold on to (though my videography needs some work)…and McKenzie…may you always feel the love in that hug…I think of Mick staying with you...saying goodbye...and able to tell you he loved you and sorry he was sick…and your words…




Hard to understand the why’s and wondering the what if’s…but we each have our own story…our own path…and I take comfort that Mick had the Grace of Jesus…and so I think about seeing him again…he is Home…Home where there is no more pain or sorrow…and so this morning thinking I would stay in bed a little longer…when it seemed to say…go look at the sunrise…and I think Mick’s sunrise…and knowing the words it will include…Psalm 23.   


When I heard Mick was so bad…the words from this verse spoke to me…and my thoughts and prayers of him all night as I thought of the Mercy Me song Even If…and I hoped that Mick would get more time with his boys…with his grandchildren…with his family…but of all I wanted it to be well with his soul…


 

And with morning…the BB King song when Love Comes to Town just kept playing in my head…and so I pulled it up and the emotion that came over me as I sang along…and I remember thinking…catch the train Mick…and it wasn’t much longer I was told he had indeed jumped on…but I already knew… 



I had shared a picture from when we said goodbye to Uncle Walt from the album Those we loved along the way…Mick with his boys…his mama…and his granddaughter…my cousin Kim commenting…This pic just makes me realize that we don't know what tomorrow, next week, or next year will bring. Love your people, and hold them tight…



I seen a video of Mick singing a pretty dang good impersonation of Louis Armstrong…and I think to myself…What a wonderful world…nd thinking so many memories we missed…and my mind goes back to childhood of us putting on shows for our mom’s…playing in the mud after a rain…just laughter…and I find this version of What a Wonderful World…and think of what is said at the beginning…LOVE…


 
and my heart goes out to his family...my family…my aunt losing another son…a rule I think there should be that parents get to go first…though I not in charge of the rules…of his siblings losing a brother…of his son’s and grandchildren…and I know firsthand how it is not having your folks with you…but you know…they still are…because though the other fades…Faith, Hope, and Love abide…but the greatest of these is Love…and it transcends…See you on the other side Mick! 

 And as I was finishing this up...this song came on...think I will leave it here...



lyp

 





Saturday, December 10, 2016

Hats off to you..Denise...

And today at my kitchen table...a little something different...one of my good friends, Denise, was graduating from Regis University and I was planning to go.   Instead I decided to stay home with my sore throat and headache and think of her.    So when I received a text that told me I could watch the graduation...yes I could be there right from my kitchen table...in my flannel pants and all!    I got the link for the live feed and then a pic of the hat to look for.   A hat specially designed by her daughter Jenn.  I loved the hat!  



While I was waiting our friend Debbie had texted me and so I tell her she could watch too...so yes Denise...the honky tonk angels were cheering you on.   Wish we could have been there live!  But we did get to watch you walk the stage and receive your diploma.   Even getting a little longer stage time!  

So I asked for some pics...some just to enjoy part of it and some to add in here and so Jenn humored me and sent me some of my friend with the awesome smile...


I think of what an awesome woman she is and how proud I am of her...I remember the first time I noticed Denise...she walking down Main Street in Ordway on the way to the post office with such joy...then we ended up working next door...as our kids grew...so did our friendship...remembering Jennifer would come over to my office...sitting under my desk visiting with me of so many things...of Steve not very old dancing on the car...of getting a slide...of Mr. Earl...of Friday night dinners...her political career as mayor..of being there for the other when losing those special to us...sharing her awesome voice...and even though not living as close...still such an awesome friend.    Today I am thinking of here another accomplishment graduating Summa Cum Laude. 

I think of not too long ago...Denise taking on another job within her job and I was called as a reference.    They asked her faults...I said well not sure if it is a fault...though she does take on a lot...but you know she seems to get it all done adding her MORE to it all (still blame it on the Dr. Pepper).   I think of all the time and energy she put into this and a check off of something she has wanted to do for a while...she inspires me and I am thankful to call her friend.

So I hope to get together and celebrate...had thought of doing a Barry song...but you know...but with that thought in mind...LOOKS LIKE YOU MADE IT!!!

Congrats my friend!!!

lyp

Sunday, November 13, 2016

Light...looking at the super moon...

Tonight at my kitchen table I caught sight of the moon...I believe they are saying super moon...whichever the case...an amazing moon...I look it up and read at this link... Supermoon story

 "Supermoon” is a non-technical term for a moon that turns full at the same time it hits perigee — the point on its orbit when it is closest to Earth. The moon’s path around our planet is shaped more like an oval than a circle, so there are times when it is closer to us (perigee) and times when it is farther  away."

So I caught some pics of it...one I included a poem that seemed to come as I watched...that old moon trying to hide from me...and the words to the poem below come to me and I think of my moon verse...If you seek Me...you will find Me when you search with all of your heart..."  Jeremiah 29:13

 
 
I upon spotting the moon decided to go capture...often I struggle in catching shots of the moon...but it just amazing and as I returned to my kitchen table...my Bible opened to Luke 11...which I had written there..."Hide it under a bushel NO I'm gonna let it shine."   I go to see if I can find this song...and I come across this one and it just makes me smile...
 
 
 
The verses in Luke reads...
 
The Lamp of the Body
33 “No one, when he has lit a lamp, puts it in a secret place or under a basket, but on a lampstand, that those who come in may see the light. 34 The lamp of the body is the eye. Therefore, when your eye is good, your whole body also is full of light. But when your eye is bad, your body also is full of darkness. 35 Therefore take heed that the light which is in you is not darkness. 36 If then your whole body is full of light, having no part dark, the whole body will be full of light, as when the bright shining of a lamp gives you light.”   Luke 11:33-36 NKJV
 
And I go from there to seeing a prayer where Franklin Graham includes Matthew 5:13-16
 
“You are the light of the world. A city that is set on a hill cannot be hidden. 15 Nor do they light a lamp and put it under a basket, but on a lampstand, and it gives light to all who are in the house. 16 Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works and glorify your Father in heaven.
 
 The prayer talks of being salt and light in our schools, communities, businesses, and even our government...
 
I think of things going around us...and pray that Light would overcome darkness...Love overcome hate...Hope overcome despair...
 
So I throw in a few of my pics from the moon...and they say it is supposed to be best viewed at 6:52 a.m. in the morning I believe...but I throw in a couple more shots and say sweet dreams...may your light shine...
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
God bless! 
lyp

Friday, November 11, 2016

Friendship...a perfect gift indeed!

And some days you just get special hugs...I call them hugs from heaven.   I had such a day the other day when in the mail I received a package...covered with the words fragile and a return label with a red, white, and blue bow from Mary Lou Holman...Aunt Mary Lou...and so today...Aunt Mary Lou at my kitchen table...

A woman who I suppose some might argue was not my aunt...though try and say it to my face...this woman as dear a sister to my mom...a sister to me.   An amazing woman...an amazing friend...a person who I have admired my whole life and is one of the women I would choose to pattern after...

So I get back to my gift...a heart...how appropriate...this woman who was given to us many extra years because of a heart...a gift my mom had given her and she giving it to me...so I snap a picture of it in a chair by the window by my kitchen table...a gift of great thought from the letter...to the box with the year she born...to of course the heart...and the love of this gift...



And when I read it...tears streamed as I knew the love my mom and Aunt Mary Lou shared...the friendship...memories of fun...tears...family...and the words talk of Friendship is God's most perfect gift...

The Miracle of Friendship
There's a Miracle of Friendship that dwells within the heart,
And you don't know how it happens or where it gets its start...
But the happiness it brings you always gives a special lift,
And you realize that Friendship
is God's most perfect gift.


I decide to look for a picture of this special lady...and know I have some somewhere...but for now I take one off of facebook...one of the places I have got to stay in touch with this special friend!   So thank you Jennifer Walsh Porter for sharing...I love this pic...but cropped it up a bit...


So just wanted to say thank you Aunt Mary Lou for always sharing your heart to so many of us...you giving me a special connection to my mom...for being such a role model to me...You are in my thoughts and prayers always!

I search for songs on friends and one comes up that I know you will enjoy...of the most perfect Friendship...


And then this other comes up filled with hearts...and I think of you and mom...how even after she gone...a connection...a friendship...and no matter the distance between us...friends are friends forever...thank you for being one of those friends!!     Love you lots my friend!!!


And there above John 15:13.. (a Veterans Day verse perhaps)...I read these words...fitting for the day...
 
"This is My Commandment, that you love one another
 as I have loved you."
John 15:12



lyp