1) Bears: In recent years I’ve received a Valentine Bear most every Valentine’s Day. This year I decided to move the Valentine Bears from our bedroom settee to a living room sofa, to celebrate their day. Well, you should have heard the hullaballoo coming from the Other Occasion Bears who were left in the bedroom. “Unfair! Discriminatory! We are Entitled!”
So I promptly moved the Others to the sofa to join their Valentine friends, thinking they could all spend the day there and I’d move them back to the bedroom at bedtime. Then Joe and I went out for a Valentine dinner. When we returned home, we were greeted with a petition. It seems the bears had a secret meeting while we were gone. They unanimously decided to Occupy Sofa through next Thursday when a young man named Lucas is coming for wiener roll-ups, pop, and an afternoon of art. Wisely, the bear contingent choose Senior Paddington Bear to present the request to me, as they know I love British accents. And of course I caved in. After all, that sofa is an extra. We have plenty of additional places for people to sit. And Lucas will definitely enjoy the bears.
Now, Dear Readers I know exactly what you are thinking: “This woman is eighty years old, and the February Blaaaas have pushed her over the edge.” Sorry, but I have news for you. I’ve always been this way.
2) A GOOD YARN: My fellow Knitwits will love this one. The stats always soar when I post a yarn and needles bit. Above you will find a just off the needles shawl. Who says old dogs (or people) can’t learn new tricks? Up until a year ago I had Circular Needle Phobia. But I have overcome, and now I can’t quit making shawls. This one will go to our local Vince Lombardi Cancer Center, as my family members and friends are by now completely shawled, scarfed, and hatted out. Note the colors. They give you a clue as to what is frequently on my mind as I gaze out on our garden buried in snow.
3) FRESH DECOR: It’s fun to greet a new season with a few changes. For years we went to Colorado and New Mexico—often at this time of the year. We love our old comfy couch (not the bears’ sofa, but the one Joe and I normally hang out on). New fabric on the couch brings the Southwest right into our living room.
4) THE BEST BLAAA CHASER OF ALL—A CHILD: This is our littlest sweetheart. A week ago last Thursday, Tuks came for an entire day. She is eight months old, and has begun stepping between close furniture rather than dropping to her knees. We had so much fun with Tuks. She took good naps for us, and maintained her sunny personality throughout the eight hours. She loves to eat, loves people, loves dogs, loves life! Who can ever have the blaaaas with someone like that around?!!!
And here’s a parting thought to cheer you on: In three weeks, DAYLIGHT SAVING!
Margaret L. Been, February 2014
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Two highlights made the viewing of the State of the Union Address somewhat entertaining for me: 1) Obama’s swivel-headed Secret Service Men—the one on the left, bony and bald and the one on the right, a benign appearing and rather rotund version of a traditional Dr. Watson; 2) Speaker Boehner’s facial expressions, reflecting exactly my thoughts and sentiments.
To his credit, our President actually mentioned Israel and God. To his credit, and undoubtedly at the behest of his advisors, President Obama stifled his customary demonizing, accusatory tone and demeanor when referring to his opposition—specifically our current U.S. House of Representatives and Republicans in general. The 2014 State of the Union Address proved that our President can still do the one thing he does well: Talk. Talk. And talk some more. The full text of the address is available online, for the perusal and evaluation of any and all who desire to do so.
It is my prayer that those who were unable to view the State of the Union Address will avail themselves of the contents of that speech—either online or in a newspaper. I also pray that countless individuals will measure Obama’s glib and self-laudatory oration against what the President and his cronies really stand for, the damage this administration has already done to our nation (in terms of power grabbing, lawlessness, outright lies, and continual scandal), and what the Obama gang still purports to do.
Meanwhile, it is probably a good thing that I listened to our President’s oratory, as it undoubtedly raised my blood pressure from it’s customary 106 to a more healthy 128. Admittedly, history has produced some great orators such as the Revolutionary Patrick Henry (“Give me liberty, or give me death!”) and Queen Victoria’s famous Prime Minister, Disraeli whom I love quite simply because he was one of God’s Chosen (whether or not that mattered to him).
But I am eternally suspicious of oratory, ever since my 1940s childhood when I frequently attended our small town theatre. Back then many movies were prefaced by a newsreel featuring impassioned orations, accompanied by a raised arm and blatantly screamed out over public gatherings in Munich and Berlin. Although I was too young at the time to comprehend the translated words, the spirit of the oratory was terrifying to a Midwestern American child.
Today we can GOOGLE Hitler’s speeches: endless diabolical diatribe centered on “the ruthlessness of the capitalist plutocrats” and ”Jewish instincts of hatred . . . beclouding the world and inciting it against the present German Reich . . . .”
It is tremendously significant to recall that before he rose to power, like some in our government today Hitler also focused on the need to nationalize the lives of the people. His early “platform” included a plethora of noble sounding social reforms. As his hold over the people increased, he pursued his goal of exterminating the “physically unfit”, any unborn children who would not conform to his maniacal racial ideology, many sick and elderly whom he deemed unprofitable to the state—as well as the millions of Jews plus a great number of Roman Catholics, Evangelicals, and political dissidents: whomever would not bow to his God-usurping authority and tyranny.
I find oratory not only suspect but potentially terrifying—especially when coming from an arrogant national leader whose policies seek to control the details of people’s lives. My soul responds only to quiet, reasonable rationale within the freeing, life-affirming framework of the Judeo-Christian Worldview—the one and only Universal Truth.
Margaret L. Been—January 29, 2014
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I can only smile when I think of an incredibly wonderful classic for all ages—HOW THE GRINCH STOLE CHRISTMAS, by Doctor Seuss.
For the uninitiated, here is how the story went: the Grinch stole the Christmas tree, the trimmings, the trappings, the toys, and I believe I recall that he even opened a refrigerator door and stole the “roast beast”. Then, on Christmas morning when the nasty creature thought he’d really pulled off a job he heard a sound from the village which he had plundered—”the sound of music”.
The entire village was singing. It was CHRISTMAS, and nothing of consequence had been stolen—nor will it ever! Nothing could stop Christmas from coming! As the Grinch listened from on top of a mountain (or whatever), something snapped. His heart grew (by I can’t exactly remember what dimensions) until it all but popped. Then the Grinch returned everything he had stolen—all the material goods which are really not Christmas at all, simply our way of celebrating Christmas. I recall the lines, “Maybe Christmas didn’t come from a store. Maybe Christmas means a little bit more!” Mr. Grinch realized that Christmas means everything more! And the story’s finale is beautiful. The Grinch himself “carved the roast beast” for all to enjoy!
I can remember my family Christmases as far back as 1937, when I was 4 years old. I recall my parents taking me out shopping in the late afternoon or early evening, when of course it was dark in Milwaukee, Wisconsin. Those were pre-seatbelt days. Being a kid who loved to be alone, and always tried to find secluded hiding spots, I sat on the floor of the back seat while the car radio beamed out, “It came upon a midnight clear”. I listened to those words and wondered: “What is a ‘midnight clear’?” Unlike the Grinch who caught on within minutes, it took me 33 more years to actually understand and receive the meaning of the midnight clear—that I was a sinner who needed Salvation by the Only One who could provide Eternal Life for me! But I recall that backseat floor event as an epiphany. It marked the beginning of my spiritual consciousness and an albeit vague concept that indeed there was something more—a free gift for anyone who will confess their need for salvation and trust in Christ’s finished work on Calvary!
Never before in my lifetime has there been such a blatant war on Christmas. Atheists are posting disgusting signs in public places. School music directors are being bullied and intimidated into omitting the name of Jesus in their “holiday” programs.
Chain store employees are mandated to answer ”Happy Holidays” in response to my very cheery and overly-audible “MERRY CHRISTMAS!” (Actually, this last week one checkout clerk smiled and said “Merry Christmas” to me, in what was almost a whisper! I had a tragic sense that this woman was cowering in fear of reprisal!)
Depressing? Yes, but . . . ! But for the fact that I know and understand the meaning of the Midnight Clear, I would be depressed. But because I know the Lord Jesus Christ, the Creator God of the universe, as my very deeply personal Saviour, I am rejoicing—even as the darkness thickens and spills out all over our country and world.
In a sheep shed 2000 plus years ago, in a tiny country overwrought with darkness and oppression, the Saviour of the world was born—born to die on a Cross (the cruelest of Roman executions) and rise from His grave in triumphant victory over all the powers of darkness and oppression then and forever more! King of Kings and Lord of Lords. Period!
The darker and more depressing our nation may grow, the more we Christians can look Heavenward and SING! When mankind utterly fails, plummets to the bottom of the universe, and gives up in abject desperation—that is precisely when the Spirit of the Lord Jesus Christ can (and I believe WILL!) flood our land with His cleansing rain of revival and rebirth.
It is not too late for a widespread recognition of the “Midnight Clear” in all its glorious meaning!
Margaret L. Been, Christmas 2013
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