Day 2 for Some Irreverent Reverie

Short on pages, but long on funny, The Sacred Diary… series by Adrian Plass  is one of my favorites. He writes with an honesty and wit that I had never read before picking up my first book of his (The Sacred Diary of Adrian Plass Aged 37 3/4).

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Responding to the news that a new couple that he didn’t particularly enjoy wasn’t going to be able to join their Bible-study group one particular evening, he writes:

“Isn’t it WONDERFUL when something that was going to happen even though you didn’t really want it to happen but you thought it ought to happen because it was right, doesn’t happen after all, and it’s not your fault?”

After reading the above quote, I realized this humor writer was for me for a couple of reasons.

  • His tongue-in-cheek way of reporting what really goes on in the hearts of many of us humans was spot on
  • His irreverent humor made me laugh
  • He was brutally honest
  • I identified with the range of emotions he portrayed Christians going through in a single train of thought
  • His family relationships made me laugh
  •  I walked away from each book taking myself a little less seriously and God much more so
  • And, he made me laugh

Now, these books are written by an author who is British. Some of the humor is very… British. But, the candid way he captures our foibles and follies is hilarious and brilliant.

And, he will make you laugh.

Missed yesterday’s Write 31 Days’ Day 1 post? No worries – click the little button below and you’ll be whisked there. Tomorrow, I’ll dive into a memoir.

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Top 31 Favorite Books (and Quotes)

Do you remember the first time you read a book that made you laugh till your sides hurt? I do. It was 1981 and I borrowed my babysitter’s copy of The Official Preppy Handbook. To this day, I hear the word “preppy” and laugh. Or see plaid. And laugh.

Jo, Meg, Beth, and Amy March (of Little Women) riveted me to the pages as I discovered bits of myself in each one of them. But mostly, Jo.

The first time I read the Bible cover to cover, I was stunned by hope. And shocked by how many mistakes we humans seem to make century after century without ever learning from them. And was genuinely amazed by Grace.

Laughter erupts as I read paragraph after paragraph in books by some of my favorite humor writers. Especially when I find myself in the pits.

Longing is never more defined than when I read a quote in a book that resonates soul deep. Is that true for you, too?

Fiction, non-fiction, biography, memoir… doesn’t matter much what kind of story I’m reading, as long as it’s a bound copy with pages I can inhale deeply from (it’s a thing), I’ll read it. Books are my go-to during times of stress, relaxation, and even in my search for writing inspiration. They are also a constant source of discussion for every social situation I’ve ever been in.

Books are cool that way.

While there have certainly been a few that I wish I could erase the reading of, the rest have each held a pearl of wisdom or joy for me. And. I know I’m not alone in this because I can post a picture of the latest pile of books I intend to read through and get instant feedback on every one of them. (Here was a recent pile –> )

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This next 30 days, I’m searching for inspiration in some of my favorite books. I’m going to pull a quote from each one and share a thought or two about it. It’s my hope that you’ll read along and be touched, too. But, I said “31 Favorite Books (and Quotes), didn’t I? So, here we go with number 1.

♥ Little House on the Prairie by Laura Ingalls Wilder

By fourth grade, I realized I was a little more wild and thinker-ish than your average bear. It made for difficulty making friends. I was thankful for the wildness that I found in Laura, as I read through this series. But, the quote that stayed with me year after year and gave me fortitude for feeling different as the years wore on, was the following:

“There’s no great loss without some small gain.”

It wasn’t until college that I really understood that being a bit more this or less that wasn’t a deal breaker for all friendships. It didn’t preclude you from relationships. And in fact, oftentimes, different drew deeply of the relationships that were formed and fostered. 

Laura Ingalls Wilder tapped into the spirit of adventure and wildness that I harbored in my heart. I’m forever grateful for that series in my young life.

In case it wasn’t obvious, I’m joining in the Write 31 Days challenge again this year. I’ve taken some time off to live and laugh and love and now it’s time to get writing. And spark some more creativity. What better way than to dive into some favorite books? Join me! 

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Links to the series (updated daily):

Day 1 – Top 31 Favorite Books (and Quotes)

Day 2 for Some Irreverent Reverie

Day 3 Is Like a Walk in the…

Day 4 – In Which I Learned How to Read a Book

Day 5 – In the Pits

Day 6 – My Eyes are Watching

Day 7 – Oh the Humanity!

Day 8 – Quilting Isn’t My Thing, But…

Day 9 – Magnificently Defeated

Day 10 – Fairly Sensible

Day 11 – A Whale of a Tale

Day 12 – He Hits My Funny Bone

Day 13 – Just One of the Misfits

Day 14 – Me and Mrs. Who

Day 15 – Sound Familiar?

Day 16 – Passionate Fiction

Day 17 – An Hour of One’s Own

Day 18 – A Gift Indeed

Day 19 – In the Gap

Day 20 – For the Birds

Day 21 – Where Your Treasure Is

Day 22 – NO POST

Day 23 – Missed It By This Much

Day 24 – Can’t Handle the Tooth

Day 25 – Rooting for the Underdog

Day 26 – Outside Looking In

Day 27 – Through the Trees

Day 28 – It Seems Like It’s Disappearing

Day 29 – Please Just Don’t

Day 30 – NO POST

Day 31 – I’ll Tell You What’s So Amazing

Happy Reading!

If Grace Had an Instagram Feed

What would it look like, do you imagine?

If Grace, the actual I-died-so-you-could-be-loved-perfectly-forever, had an Insta feed, what pictures do you figure we could scroll through?

I have a few ideas. You must, too.

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I’m guessing Grace will get a kick out of posting pictures of my favorite snack foods with snappy captions like, “Devil Dogs in 2 easy steps!” or “Swiss Cake Rolls for Days!”. And Grace will use a beautiful filter on the pic and He’ll layer over the verse from Proverbs about all things in moderation and He’ll know… He’ll just know that I’m straining against the constraints of my diet and needing a pass for the cheat treat I just had.

I think one would probably have to be a picture of horses nuzzling on a beach with the caption, “Listen Missy, horses need love, too.” And Grace would know, He’d just know that I’d be reeled in by the beach scene. He’d know I couldn’t look away and that He could use my nemesis, as I’ve mentioned here and here and here and here, to remind me that I don’t get to decide who gets love and who doesn’t.

But I think one of my favorites would be a puppy pie pie (and it really wouldn’t matter what kind, as long as it wasn’t a hairless Chihuahua because, He would know that I just can’t even). And anyway, this puppy would be on a boat with it’s hair all wild in the wind, with the caption, “Dog Hair, Don’t Care” to remind me that even when the wind is whipping, He’s got this.

And I am absolutely certain that I’d see a picture of pigs flying. Can’t you just see it? Heavenly pigs winging through the air! And, of course, He’d know that I wouldn’t be able to resist seeing those animals flying and I would, of course, need to thoroughly examine the picture and investigate whether it was modified. And he’d use this one to remind me that Hope is alive and well and flying high, despite what it seems like in the world.

The one I won’t be able to stop liking, though, is the one Grace will put up of my Sweetman in a beach chair with a big ol’ pile of books stacked up in the sand next to him. Man. Candy. Mine. And Grace will just know that I’m needing a reminder (in that post-argumentative moment) of all that I love about That Man. And it’ll totes work, too.

Oh, but you just know that Grace will snap a pic of my sweetkids, at their very cutest of course, on a lake. Or, in a lake. And He’ll be sure that I’ll admire those stinkin’ cute kids while at the same time turning my nose up at the lake (because, Ocean). And I can imagine the caption would be something along the lines of, “Lake people are people too,” because He hears my every inner thought. Especially about lake lovers.

Because, I’m human. And, indeed, sometimes very human.

But Grace doesn’t worry about that.

He knows.

And loves me anyway.

I think I’d like that Insta feed. And I’d be scrolling through it all the live-long day.

And Grace would get all my likes.

Yes indeedy.

**My Instagram feed isn’t nearly as exciting, but in case you missed it, I do indeed have one. Click here to go there.**

Five Things I Learned in September

September heralds birthday-mania, in this family of mine. Soccer starts, summer ends, and generally, All The Busy-ness intrudes into every breathing space I’ve spent the summer cultivating in my soul. Every. Single. September.

But, looking back over the past month (I praise you, Lord, for ushering in October!), I’ve taken inventory of what is important and what can be let go of. Maybe it’s because I’m already tired of the tyranny of the urgent that shouts from day one of September. It could also be that I’m applying loads from our study over on Proverbs 31 Online Bible Studies Or, it could just be the sugar talking (from the many pieces of cake I’ve consumed this month).

In any case, here are the five (most important) things I learned in September.

  1. There is still no such thing as too much cake. There is, however, such a thing as a scale to try to tell you otherwise. I can’t get over how much I love my people, so celebrating another year with each one of them was precious. This picture so perfectly captures one day of the celebrating. I feel the need to point out that four birthdays are represented in this picture. And that’s just the family birthdays! Family_Bdays_Missindeedy2.  When the subject line of my favorite online devotionals looks like this, twice in one day, I’d best pay attention. (And, because this topic was in the subject line of many devotionals and blog posts and conversations this month, you can bet my attention is rapt!)  Tongue_Trouble_Missindeedy3. Also, I learned that reading  is still my favorite thing to do. Most recently, I’ve read Every Little Thing by Deidra Riggs, Sensible Shoes by Sharon Garlough Brown, For the Love by Jen Hatmaker, and Taming the To-Do List, by Glynnis Whitwer. All impacted me greatly. But, this one line from Every Little Thing has been banging around in my head for a week:  “Some seasons of life are like that, with each moment marking a small victory, primarily because we survived it.”  AMEN! EveryLittleThing_Missindeedy4. Sweetboy is old enough to “watch” Sweetgirl for an hour, now,  while I run out to the grocery store (or Target). However, Sweetgirl has dutifully informed us that her brother is a “Not-So-Great Babysitter”. Upon further questioning, we found out that this is because he will not play Princess Palace Pets with her.  We’ve realized her gifting does not lie in determining the quality of a babysitter.
  2. Lastly, (even though it says number 2, because even my computer won’t listen today!) I learned that friendships require time, but that time requires careful consideration. I’m pretty sure we all know that, of course. But, it was brought home to me when I started filling in all of the commitments that I had over the course of the month. I saw lots of lunches and breakfasts and coffees with lots of wonderful beautiful friends, but hardly any white space for my own soul to breathe on its own. Everyone in this household suffers when mama doesn’t have space for her soul to breathe. Anyone else? Now, this realization is going to take some thinking through because, friendships! But, for now, I see that I can’t sustain the pouring out without more time and space to fill up. 

There you have it. Try to contain your enthusiasm for all the sharing. If you’d like to read some far more fabulous lessons learned in September, head on over to Emily P. Freeman’s blog and check them out.

What did you learn last month?

Summer Lovin’

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Pretty soon…

I have a puppy named Roscoe P. Coltrain to hug.

There’s a nephew with x’s all over his face to mark the spot where my kisses will go.

There’s a Nana to shop with.

And, an Ahab to walk the beach with and talk to.

A brother to hug.

A sister-in-law to love.

Childhood friends to visit.

Sand to wiggle my toes in and sunrises to peek at.

Books are waiting to be devoured.

Oh. The. Books!

A lighthouse to ride over to.

There are snorkels calling our names.

Fins are flipping in anticipation.

Jetties are waiting to be hopped over and fished on.

Manatees are waiting to be spied.

I hear that even the Puffer fish are holding their breath for our arrival.

Summer lovin’ starts super soon around here!

What are your plans for the summer? And more importantly, what are you reading this summer?

Winners’ Gonna Win

Y’all have given me grace galore, lately.  Thank you.

I wasn’t on top of the book give-away. We have had a rough bout of stomach bugs and sleepless nights – all in the midst of school vacation week. I am thankful for the puke bucket. Both of them, actually.  And for kids that were so wiped out that we laid around like slugs for three days.

But, you can’t keep us down for long. And now that I’ve pulled myself back up by my bootstraps, I’m on it.

That trusty random generator spit out two beautiful numbers and we’ve got two winners to congratulate:

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So, according to time of comments and tweets:

Phyllis and The Charming Fox, CONGRATULATIONS!

If you could email me at missindeedy at yahoo dot com, with your snail mail addresses, and kindly let me know which book you’d prefer, I’ll get those right out to you!

And, speaking of winners, I was a big winner this weekend, too.  My sweet in-laws offered to take Sweetboy and Sweetgirl for the weekend so that Sweetman and I could do something we’ve been putting off for seven long years. And, of course, so that we could have a couple of nights to be Missindeedy & Sweetman and not just “Mama and Daddy”.

I’m a firm believer in those kinds of weekends for parents.  And, I don’t know about you, but ours aren’t easy to come by, with inlaws an hour and a half away and the others 1,000 miles away.  So, when they’re offered, we are giddy and go to great lengths to make the most of it.

We used this precious alone time to empty out a much neglected albatross of a storage unit.  I can’t even.  And then? Well, then we went and had this to celebrate the thing finally being done:

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That’s a win-win.

Dontcha think?

P.S.  I also appreciate none of y’all calling me out on the bust of an idea with the Thankfuls every Saturday.  I have learned two things out of this. 1) Saturdays are usually a tough time for me to get a regular blog post out. And 2) I’m not good at manufacturing ideas just because I am supposed to (even if it was a self-imposed supposed to!).  If that doesn’t make one whit of sense to you, no worries.  If it does, though, thank you understanding and rolling with it.

Twirl Around the Living Room With Me

I love to read.

Wait, we’ve been over my unhealthy obsession with filling my bookshelves before. But, you’re going to want to stick around here for a minute while I tell you about two books that I’ve recently finished reading.  They were both the awesome sauce!

And…

Psst…

I’m giving away a copy of each one!

Have you ever lived with a man who hunts?  Maybe you’re married to a man who feels the need to adorn your walls with the bucks and ducks who’ve had the misfortune of crossing paths with him? If you haven’t read “Antelope in the Living Room” by Melanie Shankle, I believe you’ll be able to look those poor things dead in the eye with a new appreciation. Oh, yes I do!

Here’s the beauty in Melanie’s book, though: while we often referred to Captain Ahab as the Great Redneck Hunter, my Sweetman is as far from a hunting enthusiast as you can get.  And I still loved this book. Her insights into the marriage relationship had me in stitches and tears, and sometimes both at once.  Good stuff.

More good stuff was found in “Twirl” by Patsy Clairmont.  Have you ever felt like you were spinning around with no clear idea what direction you’d finally end up in? Each page was filled with wit and wisdom for this journey of life and how to get the most out of each whirl we take – planned or not!

Patsy takes you on a delightful romp through many different life stages and situations. Injecting each chapter with wit and wisdom, you will find it easy to pick and choose which chapters you’d prefer to read.  I loved that possibility!

Since I can’t seem to give away any of the snow we’ve had around here lately, I’m giving away books instead.  Comment below by telling me what you’re reading, and you’ll be entered to win. And if you tweet this post to your friends, you will be entered twice! Who doesn’t love that?

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There will be two winners! One for each book.  Double comments will not be counted twice.  Giveaway closes on 2/26/14 at midnight!

A Little Summer Reading and a Giveaway

Books…I love me some books.  And I’m talking about the real, honest to goodness, Paper And Binding kind. I love to smell those books, fan the pages of those books, and feel the heft of those books as I use them to swat the back-end of a hornet.  Can an i Pad, Kindle, or Nook do that?  I. Think. Not.

We love books so much around here, that we have five full bookcases, in the basement, housing books we’ve read and loved so long that we just can’t bear to part with them.  Oh, yes indeedy! And I’m not even counting the bookcase exploding with books from my elementary teaching days or the books my children have outgrown. I do believe I might have just nominated myself for an intervention.

Now, Sweetman counts textbooks among some of his favorites down in the Basement Library (as we affectionately call it), but he’s crazy like that.  I mean, we’re talking about a man who is reading “The Resurrection of Jesus: A New Historiographical Approach” by Michael R. Licona.  For fun.  FOR THE LOVE, people!

Below is a “small” stack of books that I hope to get through by summer’s end.  One of these books I’m rereading for inspiration and information.  The rest are all new to me. (And this doesn’t even include “What Happens When Women Say Yes to God” by Lysa TerKeurst, the next Online Bible Study I’ll be participating in  over at Proverbs 31 Ministries!)

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To celebrate the fact that summer is really and truly almost here (the kids only have school for three more days. LORD BE NEAR!), I’m doing my very first giveaway.  All you have to do is leave a comment below with the book you are most looking forward to reading over the summer.  The rest is up to the random picker thingy at random.org.  Easy peasy!  (I’ll close out the giveaway on Friday, June 21st at 6:00 p.m Eastern Standard Time.)

If you’re the lucky commenter, you’ll be sent a copy of “Sparkly Green Earrings” by Melanie Shankle and, “A Little Salty To Cut the Sweet” by Sophie Hudson.  Both of these books are delightful and poignant summer reads – or anytime reads, really. These two first-time authors are also two very funny bloggers, Big Mama and Boomama, respectively.

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So, tell me, whatcha’ reading???

Get to sharin’!

Horse War

Equinophobia, Hippophobia, if you prefer, or just plain, “I Don’t Like Horses-aphobia” can all aptly describe me. If you’re new around here, you might want to click over here to get a short backstory about my intense dislike for horses.  I am currently preparing my portion of the Grand Debate that will take place in Heaven.  The one wherein God and I?  We get to “go at it” about why He created the things in the first place. Oh yes indeedy. We are having that conversation.

 

Anywho, a Sweetfriend called the other day to offer me a bag of books for my Sweetgirl.  I, being the book lover that I am, never turn down the opportunity to add more books to our home.  And I didn’t think, for one hot second, that I might need to ask what sorts of books they were.

 

Imagine, then, my horror, upon opening the graciously donated bag, to find these:

 

And then these:

 

Seriously? Is there no end to this?

 

To this, I can only say, “Of course, you realize, this means war!”