Today’s Discover Prompt is “Dish.” But instead of thinking about food, I thought of my favorite plate. The Red Plate.
I don’t know long we’ve had The Red Plate. It’s been since the kids were little, because we started using it for their birthday meals. Then we got it out for special recognitions – a good grade on a test or project. Or a 1 at Solo & Ensemble. Or just because.
At some point, we added a gold-rimmed plate to The Red Plate, so that both kids could enjoy recognition at the same meal. At the time, gold was my son’s favorite color, so it became his version of The Red Plate.
I recall one very special time. We went out to dinner for my birthday. We all ordered, and while waiting for our food, talked about the puppy we wanted to get, trying to convince hubby of the need for one. When the meals came out, mine was on The Red Plate! I was so surprised! My husband had snuck it to the hostess, who passed it on to the chef. What a delight!
Now The Red Plate sits in the buffet, under the chips-and-salsa dish. It doesn’t get used as much, with the kids grown and out of the house. But maybe I’ll get it out for my husband’s birthday this month. Why not? He deserves The Red Plate, too!
🎶 “Sing. Sing a song. Sing out loud. Sing out strong…”🎶
That’s the first line of an old Carpenter’s song, from way back in my childhood. And the first thing that went through my head when I read today’s writing prompt.
But what I remember is learning to sing that song in a community youth choir. We had to learn parts – I was a soprano at the time. (As I got older, I became a first alto.) This choir was the first time I’d sung in parts – singing a tune different than the girl standing next to me.
Most often in a choir, all parts stand together – soprano, alto, tenor and bass. But once we had learned our parts, the director moved us around so that the various voices came from throughout the choir.
It was hard. Hard to not be pulled into the tune of the girl singing next to me. I practiced at home a lot so that I would have my part firmly planted in my memory. and when it came time to perform, I belted out my part firmly in tune!
Here’s the original: (I like the youth rendition better; oh well.)
Last Saturday, my husband, my son, and his girlfriend and I went for a small hike outside Colorado Springs. It was to Paint Mines, which is an area of rock formations called hoodoos. A hoodoo has a hard rock cap on the top of softer rock, which erodes into a pillar of rock.
In getting ready for the hike, hubby and I were gathering our outdoor gear. Gotta be prepared for any type of weather! As I was looking through gloves and scarves, I discovered that I don’t have a winter hat! What happened to the one my mother-in-law made for me? Or the cute purple cap? They were not with the vacuumed-sealed package of outdoor gear. I borrowed my husband’s yellow and gray beanie for the hike.
But yellow and gray don’t go with any of my coats, so today I got onto the REI website, and searched for a cute topper, one that would coordinate with my winter coat.
How hard can it be? My coat is black, so everything goes, right? But my scarves are either burgundy/cream or multi-colored pastels. Not easy to match.
Plus, it’s really important to me that the cap completely covers my ears. That’s what gets cold when I’m hiking in the snow. So the beanie needs to come down low enough to keep me warm.
I don’t look good in hats. My hair is short, and so when it’s all tucked under, I look bald. Or one glance at me and one assumes I’m bald. So I want a hat that’s cute, maybe just a little big for my head so that it’s not completely tight.
I found three on the website. I ordered all of them (free returns) so I could try them all on. Make sure they meet the criteria of cute and ear-covering. We’ll see which one makes me look less bald!
My sister, Stacy Christiansen, wrote a letter to the college kids from her church. It’s beautiful, and so much can be applied to our lives. Enjoy!
Guess what? It’s me again. Stacy C. When Pastor Amy asked if I would mind writing letters two months in a row to the Good Shepherd college students, I said no. But I secretly wondered what I could possibly write to you about. HAH! Last month, I had the audacity to talk about “the relief that comes from a much-needed break from classes.” Let me be abundantly clear – I was talking about a week. Spring Break. A chance to unwind. I was NOT talking about all of us hunkering down and trying to remember to sing happy birthday twice while staring at ourselves in the bathroom mirror. Oh, and wondering about toilet paper and bread. But our family has been struggling this past week or so, and I’m betting yours has too. While there may be guides on how to get through this pandemic (handwashing, social distancing, and a lot more handwashing), I haven’t found anything that adequately covers how to get through the wide range of emotions that we are all feeling. And I think that college students, maybe more so than any other age group, are being uniquely affected. Colleges are shut down. Friends scattered with little to no warning. Your daily routine has been more than disrupted – everything has altered: from where you sleep, to where you go, to who you see. And when it will be back to normal is completely undetermined. Fear. Gratefulness. Anger. Sorrow. Happiness. Frustration. Dread. I’m betting you’re cycling through them so rapidly that you can’t even process them all. So, let me reassure you – it’s perfectly normal to be feeling both relieved and resentful if you are suddenly back at your parents’ house when you were expecting not to be there until at least the first week of May. It’s okay to miss your friends. Your freedom. The opportunities. The what-ifs. And if you’re still at school, trying to adapt to a new way of learning and studying, the same is true. It’s okay to be relieved that you still have a bit of a routine but resentful that you are NOT back at home when so many others are. Speaking solely as a Christian mom here (and not a Biblical scholar), I have a couple of thoughts that might help you during this crazy crazy time: 1) Jesus showed emotion. And I’m not just talking the obvious – the big one – LOVE. Jesus also cried and got angry. (Hint: John 11 and Matthew 21). For me, I take comfort in the fact that we are created in God’s image. And if His son got angry or showed grief? Maybe it’s okay – NORMAL – for us, too. 2) Although “Thou Shall Not Fear” is not technically one of the commandments – it’s in the Bible so often, maybe it should have been. I don’t think it’s a coincidence that God said it so much. He knew that we were going to struggle with fear – He knew that I was going to struggle with it – so he covered it early and often. So, I’ll close with my latest God sighting. Several weeks ago, Pastor Amy had a “stress buster” weekend for the current FLY kids. Late that Saturday night, my youngest texted me one phrase “Isaiah 43:2” with no explanation or context. (Some would say a teenage boy texting his Mom for something other than money or a ride is ALSO a God sighting). After I googled it, I’ve kept the verse open on my phone. How awesome that I’ve had this reminder; I hope you like/remember it: When you pass through the waters, I will be with you;and when you pass through the rivers, they will not sweep over you.When you walk through the fire, you will not be burned;the flames will not set you ablaze. (Okay, so maybe I needed that more than you did.) Please know that you have a community of people who care about you. We may be giving you virtual elbow bumps from a distance – but know that you and the struggles you are facing – and the emotions you are feeling – are important. We’re keeping you in our prayers.