Monthly Archives: July 2012

Not Random Occurrences

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“You do a great injustice to dismiss these blessings from God as random occurrences…don’t discard God’s boundless love as mere coincidence.  His Presence is everywhere for eyes that see and ears that hear.  Keep your journey on the way of the pilgrim.”  – Brother Malachy, a character from the book The Last of the Donkey Pilgrims by Kevin O’Hara

I’m going to try to keep my ears and eyes open today.  God is whispering and sometimes shouting to me how much He loves me and wants to be closer to me.  I want to hear and see Him when He does.  Slainte, Lisa

A New Day

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The sun breaking through the rain clouds off of Doolin’s coast.

O God who created the sun, You are the sun of my soul & I adore Your brightness.

I love You, O Everlasting Light.  May I see You in the bright light of Your glory.

-Irish blessing

Some mornings you wake up, and you’re not really awake.  But other mornings, you wake up and begin to realize how amazing the gift of life is.  To be alive, to have a purpose, to breathe deeply of God’s good air, to see the sunshine or the clouds and be glad that you’re seeing them.  Take a moment…breathe deeply….thank God for whatever blessings are around you right now.  Be blessed.  Slainte, Lisa

Romantic Attachments and the Fortune Cookie

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My husband and I were enjoying a quiet, kids-are-out-of-the-house dinner date at home.  Eating Chinese take-out, talking without interruptions, laughing at silly inside jokes, you get the picture.  Then we get to the “opening of the fortune cookie” ritual.  My slip of paper was of no consequence and is irrelevant to the post at hand.  Ed’s paper however, said the following:

“Don’t expect romantic attachments to be strictly logical or rational!”

My sweet husband held this small piece of paper up beside my face, read it out loud, looked at me, looked back at the paper, nodded, and said, “Yep, I can see that.”

I laughed indignantly, pretending to be insulted, but it was too funny to be.  Besides, I was strangely flattered to be considered illogical and irrational.  Don’t ask me why; it’s probably some side effect of being a musician.  🙂

Romance is wonderful, heady, lovely, and yes, sometimes illogical and irrational.  But marrying Ed was the most logical and rational thing I have ever done, and I’m glad that he romantically attached himself to me.

Slainte, Lisa

 

Copacetic

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The older I get, the more I realize how much I don’t know.  Yesterday, my husband casually stated in conversation, “Don’t worry; it’s copacetic.”  Copacetic?  I was convinced that he had made this word up, or that I had misheard him.  “What did you say?” I asked him.  “You know, ‘copacetic;’ everything’s good,” he continued.

In all my years of living and reading, I had never heard this word.  I mean, Ed & I have known each other since we were 14 and have run in basically the same circles, yet he was extremely comfortable in casually using this word in his daily conversation.  Yet copacetic and I were strangers to each other.  I was floored and wierdly excited about this turn of events.  Yes, I am a word geek, truth be told.

Here is the meaning and pronunciation from Merriam-Webster’s Dictionary:

Definition of COPACETIC
: very satisfactory

Examples of COPACETIC

  1. <don’t worry, because I assure you that everything’s copacetic>

Origin of COPACETIC

origin unknown

First Known Use: 1919
I will now attempt to use it in my caption sentence; here goes…drumroll, please.

When Ed & Joshua are chilling out on the rocks, everything’s “copacetic.”

If you already knew this word, I am amazed yet again.  If this is a new wonderful experience for you, let me know that I am not alone!   Slainte, Lisa

Lost & Found

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Yesterday, my daughter lost her first baby tooth, after much wiggling, fretting, excitement, and general carrying-on.  The whole household rejoiced with our last “baby” as she seems to be growing up very quickly all of a sudden.  Happy for her, but there is a bittersweet feeling as a parent as you watch that little one bloom into the young lady that God has planned for her to be.  Here is a very poorly lit picture of the momentous moment and the tooth gap.  (Why is it you can never find the camera at these moments?  Thank goodness for computer cams)

She is now fixated on the new “big girl” tooth that will be coming in; checking the mirror, asking me if I see it yet.  She has lost a tooth, but she will find a new one.  What is lost is found.  I was lost, but now I’m found.  Thank you, Jesus, for finding me when I was lost, and giving me new life.  Thank you also for the gift of watching old things become new, everyday, all around me.  Old teeth fall out, new ones come in.  Old caterpillars burst forth into new beautiful flying butterflies.  I feel joyful this morning watching Amy’s excitement, and I am so thankful for that.

Slainte, Lisa