Dumpster Dining

Good morning! 

If you enjoyed my blog entitled Dumpster. You’ll love it’s sequel, Dumpster Dining. Not to be confused with Dumpster Diving. 

Sunday night was sporty weather for this time of year. It was below 90 degrees, and we had a delightful breeze! You would have thought we were in California if it weren’t for the Oklahoma humidity (which felt remarkably lower than normal this particular evening). 

We were grilling out for dinner, shrimp, veggies, loaded baked potatoes, spinach and strawberry salad, and wine. It was so nice out we decided to stay out and dine outdoors. 

We had a delicious dinner, Pandora light dinner music on an old crooners’ station, an intimate table for two, great company, and a nice bottle of wine. All the ingredients you could ask for for a romantic dinner for two.

Except for one slight drawback. We had a dumpster in the background. Now my back was to it, so I barely knew it was there. But it was in direct focal view for my darling dinner date, my husband. It was the elephant in the room metaphorically speaking. 

 

It did not bother us! We did not speak of it. Well, maybe we laughed about it in the beginning, but it did not steal our joy on this delightful evening, our one month anniversary. That’s one of the things I love the most about that man, he always sees the best in everything!

How about you? Can you make the most out of every situation? Do you see the good in others? Or are you blinded by the dumpsters, the flaws in life, the elephants in the room, whatever they may be? 

Let’s all learn to turn our lemons into lemonade, our dumpster dining into first class experiences. To make the most out of every opportunity. Trust me,  you’ll enjoy life so much more if you do! 

Make the most of every opportunity in these evil days. Don’t act thoughtlessly, but understand what the Lord wants you to do.                                     Ephesians 5:16-17

 Love and laughter, 

Sandy 

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Playing  Possum

Good morning!

Saturday night we went on our traditional  evening walk with the dog. We go across the street to the school playground and let the dog off his leash and let him run freely. We usually go late, well after dark, after everyone else has left. It is lit with street lights, so we can still see just fine. 

Several days ago my dog, the big hunter that he is, LOL, found an opossum on the playground, and chased it until we called him, and it safely and rapidly scampered off to freedom. 

Last night as we approached the playground Mr. Opossum was back. This time he was standing at the gate. The gate was not latched, and my dog pushed it open and caught the opossum. We called him, and he let him go and came to us, but our friend Mr. Opossum did not scamper away this time. This time he played possum. Played dead as opossums are ever so good at doing.

He played dead so well, it concerned me that he was okay. My Golden has the softest mouth ever, so I really didn’t think he hurt him. He’d be much more likely of being bitten by the opossum.

I Googled just how long opossums play possum?  I found the stress of the confrontation facing the opossum causes him to go into shock. The shock induced comatose state can last from 40 minutes to 4 hours.

I realized I’m kind of like an opossum. The stress of confrontation often paralyzes me. Or too big of projects lying before me. I just play dead. Hoping, just like Mr. Opossum last night with my dog, that they will just go away. Or take care of themselves. Or someone will come along and offer advice or a hand as to where to start.  Then I’m fine! My 40 minutes to 4 hours are up! 

That’s not how life is. We need to face our confrontations, our responsibilites. Good or bad. Light or heavy as they may be. They are not our demons. With Christ’s help we can. He is with us every step of the way. 

His word tells us He gives us rest. Just like the opossum who takes a nap. A dirt nap so to speak. When we are burdened. Overwhelmed. Afraid. His yoke is easy. He is our help. No need to become paralyzed like our friends the opossum. 

Let’s all quit playing possum. Playing dead in our faith and come alive and be disciples for Christ. There’s no need to fear the unknown. He will lead us every step of the way where our journey takes us. 

Come to me all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.                     Matthew 11 :28-30

Love and laughter, 

Sandy 

Curriculum

Good morning! 

I have to do a final research project for my college class. On curriculum. Math to be exact. 

That’s not exactly my idea of fun. Math is not my forte. I’m an ELA kind of girl through and through. Give me English Language Arts, writing in particular, any day over math. But not today. Today I must prepare a PowerPoint. On math curriculum. 

So as soon as I hit publish on this blog, I’m switching gears, from writing to math.

Curriculum is content. The material we teach. Since school begins for my students on August 21st, my curriculum for rhis project and my first day of school shall be TSE2017. The total solar eclipse that will occur in Tulsa at 1:08 p.m. while my students are in my classroom. 

How much cooler can you get than that for starting the year off with a bang?! Nature, God’s creation, is going to usher my students into my hands with a moment of total datkness. And I’m going to build off of that wow factor. With math, and a little science, art, history, and ELA all integrated into it! We’ve got the glasses to watch! Bring on the eclipse! 

I’ve got my content, my curriculum. Now just bring on the students! 

Thank you God with all your glory to supply the wow factor on my very first day of teaching! 

God made the two great lights, the greater light to govern the day, and the lesser light to govern the night; He made the stars also.  Genesis 1:16

Love and laughter, 

Sandy 

Caffeinated

Good morning! 

I love coffee! I have to start each day with a cup of hot, strong, black coffee. Or two.

I prefer flavored. Hazelnut. Or french vanilla. And a hot or cold latte will do if I’m at a coffee house and want to change it up a bit. 

Just no decaf!                                     What’s the point in drinking it? You’re basically just drinking brown water. 

I want mine

CAFFEINATED!

I need my energy boost. 

I think of myself as someone with fairly high energy. I go. Alot. I stay busy. I sleep very little. But if I really think about it, I’m not so sure whether that’s me, my nature, or my coffee talking. Let’s face it! I’m addicted. To coffee. To caffeine. I’m caffeinated! It’s what gives me energy each day. It’s like liquid gold. More like black for me. 

But don’t let that cup of java fool you, our true source of energy does not come from a cup. It comes from within. Each of us can plug into it with no power cord necessary.  It’s Christ. Living through us. 

Let’s all stop turning to false sources for our power, and give credit where credit is due. Jesus. He’s the vine. We’re the branches. 

Let’s all pick up our coffee cups, and make a toast together to that one! Here’s to Jesus! Our source of energy, yesterday, today, and forever!

I am the vine; you sre the branches.If a man renains in me and I in him, he will bear much fruit; apart from me you can do nothing.                            John 15:5

Love and laughter, 

Sandy 

Expired 

Good morning! 

I am a lover of gift cards. I actually prefer the personal, hand picked gifts from the heart, but who doesn’t love to find that unexpected, unused gift card to Target or Starbucks in their purse every now and again?

I worked at an elementary school the past two years. The go to gift for Christmas, birthdays, and Teacher Appreciation Day was a gift card. Starbucks and Target seemed to be the most popular choices. I greatly appreciated them! I usually got so excited about them, I’d run right out and use the first couple of them the day I received them. Then I’d put the rest in my purse. In that zipper pocket. You know the one. The one you soon forget about. Especially if you change purses very often.

I’m sure you know where this is going.

Just this week I had a two hour break between work and my class, so I had planned to use that time to run a two part errand that sent me from St. Francis to the court house to south Tulsa. I had just enough time to spare to squeeze in a fast food pitstop for lunch before sitting for a four hour class.

I remembered my gift cards! I found one for Raising Cane’s chicken. I hadn’t been there in forever, and it was strategically located between St. Francis and the highway to downtown.  Perfect! 

I went in, ordered, and gave the young man my free meal card. Oops! EXPIRED! June 1st. Ugh! 

My advice to you. ALWAYS read the fine print.

No worries. I paid for my meal and all was well. Bummer though that I let that expire.

That got me thinking. I had planned to stop at Nothing Bundt Cakes after class, it was across the street from the building I would be attending class in, and pick up a few bundlets for dessert with our dinner. I had the email for buy one get one free on my phone. I might just want to check that. 

Again, EXPIRED.

So I went through my gift cards, and this is what I found.

A $100 gift card. EXPIRED.

That one hurt! 

Don’t be like me! Don’t let your life pass you by. Don’t become EXPIRED. 

Let’s all live our lives being current, keeping up with what we have and what we do. We only have a limited time here on earth. Let’s live it to its full purpose and potential. 

I don’t know about you, but I plan to do my best to be my best before I EXPIRE. And you can pretty much bet on this girl paying attention to any future gift cards, and using them before they EXPIRE!

Yet you do not know what tomorrow will bring. What is your life? For you are a mist that appears for a little time and then vanishes.                           James 4:14

Love and laughter, 

Sandy 

Pennies From Heaven

Good morning! 

If you happened to have caught yesterday’s blog, you know I lost out on some financial blessings due to my lack of . Well, isn’t it just like God to provide just what we need?

Just about the time I learned my lesson, to better manage my gift card collection, I received this in the mail. 

A check for $21.37. From a settlement of something I recalled nothing about. I almost threw it out. It very easily could have ended up in my dumpster. 😊 It looked like a typical piece of junk mail from someone I’d never heard of to me. But for whatever reason, I decided to open it.

There was this little blessing. An unexpected financial blessing. A gift from God. Pennies from Heaven. Whatever you care to call it, this time I’m going to cash it in and not leave it in a purse. To expire.

Now I’m only down $80 in the big casino of life. LOL

Do you ever feel as if you are given a test? To see if you passed or learned your lesson.  

God wants nothing more than for us to pass. To learn our lessons. To succeed. To be good stewards of what he has given us. So we will use it, find joy in it, and share it with others. Especially the gift of salvation. The gift is His son.

Let’s all cherish those unexpected gifts that seem to come from nowhere. As if falling from Heaven.  Because they probably did. And why not pay it forward and bequeath our own unexpected gift to another every now and again either of monetary value or deed? No matter how big or small, we all love unexpected niceties. Lets all share some today!

Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows.         James 1:17
Love and laughter, 

Sandy 

Dumpster

Good morning! 

We presently have our very own dumpster in our backyard.

At first I thought it would be somewhat of an eye sore, but now it has become very convenient.

Every day we work a little more on our demo project. And out it immediately goes to the dumpster! No mess at all in the actual house where we are residing! 

Don’t you wish you had one internally that you could just deposit your personal trash in?

That little white lie? Boom! In the trash. Forget about it! Those unkind thoughts or words you projected at that car that darted in and stole your parking place when you were already running late? TaDa! Buried in the dumpster! 

Wouldn’t it be nice?!

Well, believe it or not, we all do have such a thing! It’s called Jesus!

He came to forgive us of all our sin. Our trash. Those things that belong in our personal dumpster. To cleanse us of them all.

Face it. We are all human. We have trash. Personal trash. Things we need to give to Jesus to remove. Just like that dumpster, He will take our trash and hide it. But He is so much more! He offers us love in its place. And all He asks in return is to believe.  In Him.

Let’s all take out our trash. Our personal trash. And lay it, instead of the dumpster, at the foot of the cross. And pick up His cross in exchange.

Here’s to clean up projects! Just like my home. Making the old become fresh and new. Let’s do it on our insides as well as our out!

We have all become like one who is unclean, and all our righteous deeds are like a polluted garment. We all fade like a leaf, and our iniquities, like the wind, take us away.                     Isaiah 64:6

Love and laughter, 

Sandy