There are so many ways to take the Tuesday Photo Challenge of connect this week! I finally settled on a piece of jewelry. Every time I wear it – or even just see it – I am reminded of love and laughter and relationships that persist across time and place.
We were all together for Thanksgiving about eight years ago. Tanya had an empty bracelet chain for each female in the clan. And dozens and dozens of beads.
One by one Tanya handed each of us two or three specially chosen beads that said something about our connection, our interests, our family. She then instructed us to choose as many additional beads as we wanted to fill out our bracelets.
I picked glass beads based on my favorite color and how they would match the PROSTATE CANCER RIBBON bead Tanya had given me to honor my husband.
Those who know me will easily guess the meanings of some beads.
CROSS – I’m an ordained minister.
SIS – Tanya is my sister.
TEAPOT – My husband and I drink tea (not coffee).
BELLS – I have a bell collection.
The CAROLERS take me back to my childhood. We looked forward to Christmas caroling as a family every year. Dad would instigate it. Mom would have treats prepared (with help from the kids!). All five of us would go because it was a family thing. We would stop at friends’ homes, sing a carol or two, and invite them to join us. More often than not, they would drop what they’d been doing and go along. At the end of the evening everyone gathered around the fireplace at our house with mugs of hot chocolate and Christmas cookies in hand.
In this time of physical distancing, may you find ways to connect with others (a phone call? a text? an e-mail? a card?). And may you be reminded of love and laughter and relationships that persist across time and place.
PRAYING for others using an intercessory prayer from The New Century Hymnal;
LISTENING and humming, and singing along to the “Lord of Light” CD by the St. Louis Jesuits (Bob Dufford, S.J.; John Foley, S.J.; Tim Manion; Roc O’Connor, S.J.; and Dan Schutte);
and PRAYING as the Spirit led with paper and colored pencils.
But the time is coming–and is here!– when true worshippers will worship in spirit and truth.”
John 4:23a, Common English Bible
In ordinary times we gather on Sunday morning with other Christians. For now, this works.
Be well, Friends.
Please wash your hands and keep a physical distance from others.
And, if it’s in your spirituality, offer a prayer today for patients and their families, for the the many, many people working to care for those who are sick, for researchers and lab workers, for decision makers, and for everyone who’s regular routine has been upended.
What’s in a name? That which we call a rose / By any other name would smell as sweet;
– William Shakespeare, from Romeo and Juliet
My birth certificate, my driver’s license, and every legal document I’ve ever signed show my name is Teressa. But when I’m with family, I’m rarely called by that name.
“… you will call him Jesus … “
“… they will call him Emmanuel …”
from Matthew 1:21 & 23
Jesus is the name given to the baby whose birth Christians celebrate this time of year. But it’s not the only name he is called.
In the novels of The Earthsea Cycle by Ursula K. LeGuin each character has a name known and used by others. But each also has a “true name” known to very few.
The names we use for one another matter. They carry connections to particular people. They may recall a specific place (my Girl Scout camp counselor name was “Louie”). They might speak to a season of life (nicknames of athletes on a sports team).
Names can be used to build up or tear down, as an endearment or a taunting, for expressing affection or ridicule.
Beloved, may you be called by name today – a name that strengthens your spirit and brings a smile to your face. And may every name you use for another be a word of encouragement.
Once upon time – when I was but a child – my mother had common sewing tools. I have similar tools today: a red pincushion and a pair of orange-handled fabric scissors. Those who own fabric scissors share a common rule: THOU SHALT NOT USE THE FABRIC SCISSORS ON PAPER (OR ANY OTHER NON-FABRIC MATERIAL).
When my mother started quilting, her tool kit expanded. I have followed her lead, becoming a quilter and acquiring modern tools of the trade.
Common quilter’s tools include:
Cutting mat (background), rotary cutter (bottom left), and specialty rulers (three shown);
Thread in neutral colors;
Long, thin pins on a magnetic pin holder;
Small pair of scissors;
and a good seam ripper (for un-sewing, sometimes called Jack).
Q: What is the difference between a beginning quilter and an experienced quilter? A: The experienced quilter keeps her seam ripper handy.
I used most of the tools – plus a few others – earlier today making quilted Christmas cards.
Posted in response to this week’s Tuesday Photo Challenge: “… it might be interesting to go for something rather Common… Whether it is the every day, common object or the things that you have in common, or crossing the town common.”
On the left: Dad’s latest gizmo.
On the right: Grandma’s candy dish.
My father fills his candy dispenser with jelly beans.
His mother always had lemon drops in her dish.
The candy dispenser arrived in the mail a month ago.
Mom rescued the candy dish at a garage sale after Grandma Marion died.
We always have m&m’s at our house. They’re my husband’s favorite. When I’ve tried keep lemon drops in Grandma’s dish, the candy becomes a sticky blob.
Whatever is in it, I remember visiting Grandma Marion on my to and from college. Columbus was about half way between Baker and Missoula. Sometimes I’d spend the night on her coach; sometimes she just fed me lunch. By that time she was on oxygen 24/7 – cigarettes have a way of ruining lung function. She still worked her crossword puzzles, kept a few plants, and would liked to have gone fishing on Yellowstone River.
Turn the knob, get a treat. Or not. This was Dad’s first attempt at making a candy dispenser and it tends to jam. So sometimes you have to tip it or shake it or both; he says he has now perfected the design. Not matter, it’s still fun.
Last week when Frank’s photo challenge was connections I thought about posting this picture of yesteryear: an old rotary dial telephone. It might be old technology but it still worked when I noticed it several years ago!
My mom has talked to her mom on the telephone at least once a week for as long as I can remember. She used to give strict instructions whenever one of us kids went into the Post Office to get the mail: leave the phone bill in the mailbox if Dad was in the car. (We lived in a small town where everyone got their mail at the Post Office.) Long-distance phone calls added up but she managed the money and always made ends meet!
As a college student I talked to my parents by telephone every Sunday morning. I’d “one-ring” them from the dorm by calling home and letting it ring just once. They’d call back immediately. It was the cheapest way to have a phone conversation. For years I thought it was Mom who wanted to talk; then one day I was with them when Dad asked Mom to call my sister so HE could talk.The rotary dial was replaced by buttons but the phone was still plugged into a wall socket and still had a twisty, twirly phone cord! As teens we’d stretch the phone cord as far as we possibly could to get around the corner from the kitchen for a more private conversation!
My husband and I entered the cordless phone age when we moved into a house with very few phone jacks. At least two houses later – and in an era where landlines are going away – we still use a set of cordless phones. Every once in a while the question “where’s the phone?” comes up.
I resisted cell phones until going away for two weeks of continuing education a dozen years ago. My husband still uses an old flip phone – although we’ve been talking about getting him an upgrade! Meanwhile I have a semi-smart cell phone which works just fine for phone calls and text messages; in a pinch I can use it to check my email.
My mom now talks to her mom via telephone every other day or so. I usually talk to my parents a couple times a week. When Dad wants to talk he’ll phone (or ask Mom to call) and suggest visiting via Skype. Being able to see each other while talking means he can show off the latest creation from his wood shop or Mom’s sewing room.
Communications technology. What will they think of next?