I started this blog at the urging of friends and family in April 2010 when my husband and I were given an opportunity to relocate in Maryland for one year. We have now returned home to Arizona and continue to walk by faith as we watch God orchestrate the adventures in our lives. I invite you to share in our adventures as we watch God at work!

We live by faith, not by sight. 2 Corinthians 5:7



Saturday, July 23

queen of drama ... and proud of it!

Do you ever think there is entirely too much drama in your life? Is that co-worker who has a "situation" every day starting to drive you crazy? Do you have teenagers? Is there a Facebook friend who makes mountains out of molehills  and then wants to share every thought? Are you a drama queen?

drama

I think we've all been a drama queen at some point in our lives or about a certain thing. But that kind of drama on a daily basis wears me out and drags me down. Fortunately, I've discovered an antidote!

Real honest-to-goodness drama! As Alfred Hitchcock once said, "Drama is life with the dull bits cut out." He, of course, was referring to motion pictures, but the same is true for live drama... and it's even more exciting since there are no retakes!

I had been feeling a bit dragged down by the drama in my life over the past month or so. And then last week I went to THREE live productions with three different friends.

drama tickets

The first one, Over the River, had me laughing in the aisle (okay... my seat!) as well as shedding a few tears at the family dynamics and antics of an Italian family (boy, could I relate!). The Herburger Theater in Phoenix has a "Lunch Time Theater" that does short productions during, you guessed it, lunch time. I saw With Friends Like These mid-week and howled (ok... quietly roared) through a play about three types of friends... ones we ALL have! At just $6 (you can bring your own lunch in or buy theirs for an additional $6) it is a bargain! At the end of the week I saw Little Shop of Horrors, a play I've seen several times but always enjoy- especially seeing how they will do Audrey II. Although the plot is preposterous, the music is uplifting and, as anticipated, I left the theater upbeat.

Side Note: Two of the plays were at the Hale Centre Theatre in Gilbert, a small, family-owned and operated theater. Their prices are very reasonable (we got tickets for one show through Groupon at 50% off- an even better deal!) and every production we've seen there has been top-notch. 

By the end of the week... and my theater-going... I was able to put the silly drama in my life into perspective. And became a queen of drama... not a drama queen!...  in the process! 


Thursday, July 21

a dirty story

I have lived in the Valley of the Sun most of my life and am no stranger to monsoon storms. Sometimes they are mostly noise- lots of wind blowing patio furniture around, booming thunder and streaks of lightning. Other times they consist of bright heat lightning followed by a gentle rain storm. There are "dust devils"-swirling funnels of dust and debris that arise suddenly and disappear just as quickly- that roam across the road leaving a layer of dust on your car but not the car in front of or behind you. And occasionally we get the storm you can see, hear, feel, taste and smell... a haboob.

The term "haboob" is derived from the Arabic word "habb" meaning wind. It is basically a wall of dust created by the downdrafts during a thunderstorm in a very dry desert. They occur in three regions of the world- the Sahara desert (particularly Sudan), the Arabian Peninsula (Kuwait, Iraq) and the southwest United States (Arizona, New Mexico and western Texas).

The week before last we watched a haboob roll in as we were driving home, hoping we would get home before it overtook us. We later learned it was the largest haboob to hit the Valley measuring about a mile high and more than 50 miles wide as it rolled through the Phoenix area. As I watched this storm and the effects afterwards, I was reminded of some similarities between the storm and sin.

What is it?

At first, it looked like a cloud... soft and billowy... beautiful even. It's often the same with sin... it seems benign when we're first seduced. We see what we want to see and rationalize its effects. 

Roling, rolling, rolling

We were still several miles from home when we realized it was not a pretty cloud but a wall of dust rolling our way. The air was still and quiet. You knew the wall was there but could look the other way and ignore it... just like sin.

it's coming

We made it home before the haboob hit and stood outside quietly watching it roll in. A musty, dusty smell filled our nostrils as our eyes were drawn to the powerful wall of dirt plowing through our neighborhood. And the closer it got, the dirtier and uglier it looked!

time to go in

Soon the haboob was right behind the houses across the street and we had a choice to make. We could either stay outside in the dust storm or we could turn around and go inside. We have that same choice when it comes to sin- stay, indulging our selfish desires, or turn away from it.

no denying it

Leaves on the trees began quaking as the wind started to kick up and the air was thick with dust. We were inside but people who were caught outside during the storm said it was hard to breathe, almost suffocating, and their teeth were gritty with dirt. Sometimes the Holy Spirit gives us a nudge about a sin- that uneasy feeling that we've done something "wrong" (guilt) that makes us feel like we just... can't... catch... our breath. 

wind and darkness

Several minutes later the storm intensified. We could hear the howling gusts as our wind-whipped tree hung on for dear life. Darkness descended like a shroud as the storm seemed to dig in, not wanting to let go. Finally, about ten minutes later, the wind lessened and then was gone. It was once again still but with the smell and taste of dust hanging in the air. My eyes felt gritty with sand after being outside for just a few minutes. Sometimes sin also likes to dig in, taking root in our hearts. And it takes the power of God to shake it loose just as the power of God moved the storm along.

aftermath

The next morning, in the light of day, we could see the aftermath of the haboob. Everything- and I mean everything!- was covered with a layer of silt about a sixteenth of an inch thick making sidewalks slick and pools filthy. The air was still thick with dust. Thousands of homes were without power- thankfully not ours! Health experts predict there will be THREE times as many Valley Fever infections over the next two to three months  as is normal for this time of year as a result of the haboob. The consequences of this storm will touch many people, some living in places where the storm did not hit. Sin is like that, too, with far-reaching effects and consequences. 

clean up

Much time, money and effort was spent on clean-up across the Valley of the Sun- road crews cleared debris, power companies restored power, pool cleaning companies were working overtime. We hosed down our house, washed furniture, scrubbed windows, cleaned out the pool pump and filters several times, and dusted and vacuumed INSIDE our house (houses are not air-tight!). After four or five days the air began to clear. What had been dirty was now clean. When Jesus died on the cross and rose again, He cleansed us of our sins and clothed us with His righteousness. But unlike hosing off the patio- which had no choice but to be cleaned- each person must choose to accept the gift of salvation and eternal life that is offered. 

"Yet God, with undeserved kindness, declares that we are righteous. He did this through Christ Jesus when he freed us from the penalty for our sins. For God presented Jesus as the sacrifice for sin. People are made right with God when they believe that Jesus sacrificed his life, shedding his blood."  
Romans 3:24-25

Monday, July 11

4th of July with our peeps

The 4th of July is a time to celebrate the birth of our country. Our wise Founding Fathers stated in the Declaration of Independence, "We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable rights, that among these are life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness." During the recent 4th of July weekend, our MR KLUD group met at Mike and Laurie's place in Payson to pay homage to those unalienable rights- life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness.

Peeps
Bet you're wondering what these kind of peeps have to do with this...

The Second Amendment of the United States Constitution gives Americans the right to bear arms. We decided to honor "liberty" by exercising that right. Doug brought his bb gun and several boxes of really stale peeps and the guys set up a target.


Peeps on a log
Yep... now you're getting the picture!

Standing on the deck about 30 feet away, we took turns taking peep shots. Everyone shot at least one peep with Ursi in the lead for the girls and Richard taking the lead for the guys.

girls collage
The New Charlie's Angels? 
Laurie, Kristin and Ursi

boys collage
Doug, Mike
Richard, Matt (Mike & Laurie's son)

Shooting is hard work requiring steady hands, good concentration and factoring variables like wind speed and direction. After several rounds we needed a break so we examined the peeps to determine "cause of death."

peep shot
Poor Peep didn't stand a chance!

We "pursued happiness" as we played games with friends. Amid much talking, good-natured kidding  and laughter, we played Mexican Train Dominoes, a game we frequently play when we're together. Ursi was happy she won (score 236) and she says she "always loses!" I was happy the game was finally over and I had exactly 500 points- yeah, I lost! 

domino collage
Win or lose, it's always FUN!

Doug and Richard played Washers, a game similar to Horseshoes while the rest of us got dinner ready.

washers
Boys and their toys!

Chef Mike
What could be more "4th of July-ish" than a backyard cook-out? Chef Mike donned the BBQ apron and grilled delicious hamburgers and corn-on-the-cob!

There is one "unalienable right" left- life. Before we ate the feast Mike prepared for us, we gave thanks to our Creator for our lives, for living in a country where we enjoy so many freedoms and for the people who have fought for our freedoms. 

MR KLUD
MR KLUD

Without a doubt, it is the peeps... friends, family, neighbors, acquaintances... in our lives that make life memorable!

Saturday, June 25

patriotism

Summer... a time to celebrate... Memorial Day as we pay tribute to our men and women in the Armed Forces who paid the ultimate price.... Flag Day as we honor the flag... the 4th of July as we celebrate the birth of our country. And, as Americans, we proudly fly our flags on each of these holidays. But where are our flags the rest of the summer?

Sadly, ours is in the garage .

I recently returned from visiting our grandkids (and their parents!) in North Carolina. They are typical "Army brats" living on-post at Ft. Bragg. In the last two years, our two oldest grandsons have said "good-bye" to more friends and classmates who moved to other posts than most children do in all their school years combined. They have also befriended new kids who arrive almost every week or so. All our grandkids say "Yes, ma'am" and "No, sir!"- okay, that could also be a "southern thing!" They can differentiate camo patterns used by the different branches of service. They know to stand still and be quiet when "The Flag" (said with awe and reverence!) passes by. And they absolutely LOVE singing patriotic songs!

A sing-along with my NC sweethearts!

There are many things I love about visiting Ft. Bragg- besides being with my family. People fly their flags ALL the time, not just on holidays. I go to sleep listening to "Taps" and wake up with "Reveille"- so much better than the loud squawking of my alarm! I see real American heroes- not celebrities the media portrays as heroes. Everyone... soldiers, spouses, children, civilian workers... LOVES America and it shows in their attitudes. They are patriotic even when it's not a holiday.

Dictionary.com defines "patriotism" as "devoted love, support and defense of one's country."  My challenge, for myself and for you, is to let our patriotism show all the time. Fly your flag... just for fun. Buy the red,white and blue M&M's... for no reason. Make a red, white and blue dessert... just because. I'm going to try a Star Spangled Fruit Tart! Learn the words to the "Star Spangled Banner" and sing it while you're driving around town. If you see a soldier (or seaman or airman) in uniform, thank him for his service. Be an informed voter and encourage others to vote. Pray for our country and our elected leaders. Be outraged when others make fun of or apologize for  America- and then take action. Refuse to see the movie, by the cd or otherwise endorse that person/organization. Read a book about our Founding Fathers. Purchase only American-made products for an entire week. Then make it two weeks.

Together, we can make a difference. And now, I have to go put up my flag!

Monday, June 20

a flower among thorns

Having grown up in the Phoenix metropolitan area, as a child I went on many school field trips to the Desert Botanical Gardens. It was the field trip that everyone begged their mother to let them stay home "sick"... which, of course, never happened. In my youth I could not understand why anyone would willingly walk around a bunch of desert plants getting attacked by bees with the scorching sun beating down on you. I was very sure a lot of people died of either heat stroke or boredom there. And, as if that wasn't enough, people PAID MONEY to do it!

Now, as a "seasoned adult", I appreciate the beauty and tranquility of the desert...

flower collage #2

... the adaptations to live in a harsh environment...

prickly pear blossom

... the symbiotic relationships between plants and animals...

bird collage

... and the contrasts of color, shapes and texture.

flowers & cactus

During a recent trip to "the Gardens" (as the locals call it!), I noticed a striking similarity between some of the plants and animals and myself.

chihuly cactus

The center cactus is not a cactus at all- in fact, it is not even a living thing! It's a Chihuly exhibit made entirely of glass. But, "planted" in the ground near the entrance, it certainly looks like a cactus!

squirrel

As I was standing on a path shooting pictures of hummingbirds, a reddish blur on the ground caught my eye. Actually, it made me jump! When it stopped and was quite still, it "disappeared" into the dirt and rocks. Upon closer inspection, I realized it was a squirrel.

bird in tree

On that same path while I was shooting hummingbirds, I caught this little guy (a Verdin) just by accident. He blended into the tree so perfectly I couldn't see him at all from where I stood. It was only once I got home and viewed my photos on a bigger screen that I could discern him.

These "camouflage" photos reminded me that sometimes I, too, blend in too much with the world making it difficult or even impossible for others to see me as a Christian. The squirrel and bird blend in for protection from predators; it is a survival mechanism. But I blend in because it's easier... or I want to do something I know I shouldn't... or I don't feel like doing that thing I know I should.

saguaro blossom

Instead, what I really want is to be as different from the world as this beautiful, bright saguaro blossom is from the spiny, dull cactus on which it grows... to be among the thorns, but never mistaken for one.

"I have given them your word and the world has hated them, for they are not of the world any more than I am of the world. ... As you sent me into the world, I have sent them into the world."
~Jesus, as he prayed to the Father  (John 17:14, 18)

Sunday, June 12

Diner, Drive-In or Dive #7: Joe's Farm Grill (and more!)

Although most of the "Diners, Drive-Ins and Dives" are east of the Mississippi River, we do have 13 right here in Arizona- including one a little over six miles from home.

Farm Grill
We have eaten at Joe's Farm Grill several times and always enjoy the food, but our first experience with one of Joe's restaurants was Joe's Real BBQ, an eatery we've frequented for many years.

One of the things that makes Joe's Farm Grill unique is that it is located on Joe's family's original home. The restaurant was created from the Johnston family farm house built in 1966 by Joe's parents. The dining room with the fireplace used to be the family's family room! The restaurant kitchen is where all the bedrooms used to be- obviously, they've been remodeled! Another unique feature of the restaurant is the farming plots that surround it where much of the produce is grown organically. The tomatoes on your hamburger are usually picked that day on the farm out the back door!

pizza
I had the BBQ chicken pizza, an entree Guy tried when he was there for DDD and one of my personal favorites. It is a taste of the old west on a crispy pizza crust- absolutely delicious!

Finally, Joe's Farm Grill has the most unique restrooms I've ever seen. Since a picture is worth a thousand words, I'll let you be the judge.  

Farm Grill BR #2
Even if you don't have to "go," you should "go to the bathroom!" Both bathrooms are single, unisex rooms- and the movie playing on the screen above the urinal has entertained more than one child!

After eating at Joe's Farm Grill (where we ALL agreed it was superb eats!), we went to Guy Fieri's Food Road Show at the Mesa Center for the Arts.  Diners, Drive-Ins and Dives (on the Food Network) is a favorite show of ours, but watching Guy Fieri cook in person is incredible! Even though we were sitting about 75 feet from the stage, I felt like I was sitting in Guy's kitchen chatting with him while he cooked. He told stories, gave cooking tips, made a plug for the importance of cooking with your kids and even introduced his son (and young chef!), Hunter, to us. And then there was the food he prepared... simply extraordinary! The aromas wafting up to our seats were fabulous ... and made us hungry even though we had just eaten. It was a great show- and next time I think I'd spring for the $$$ seats on-stage with tasting privileges!

MKRD
MR KD outside the Guy Fieri Food Road Show- we missed LU who couldn't make it!

JA
Janne and Adam were the stand-ins for LU!

Tuesday, June 7

Hummers are back!!

No, this is not a post on gas-guzzling tanks. I don't think it will ever again be politically correct to drive huge gas hogs... but that's a post for another day. This is about the other hummers...

As soon as we returned to Arizona I put my hummingbird feeders back up- three in the back yard and one in the front yard. Hummers are entertaining creatures to watch and I was hoping it wouldn't take long for them to find their way back... and I wasn't disappointed! We have a string of patio lights across our patio and several of them like to sit there and rest.

Balancing Act
This guy is an Anna's hummingbird (the most common ones in Arizona) and is quite comfortable around people although very territorial with other hummers.

The hummers in my back yard "sing" and "talk" in high-pitched squeaks and chirps. Sometimes they perch and seem to "sing"- I'm sure the lyrics are praises to God. Other times they seem to "yell" as they aggressively defend their feeder. If I'm close enough, I can see their beaks vibrate while they're vocalizing... amazing!

Singing
♫♬♩CHEE  CHEE CHEE ♬♪♫

Hummers eat insects for protein and flower nectar for energy. The syrup they like to slurp out of the feeders is dessert! Hummingbirds have the highest metabolism of any animal and eat one to two times their body weight EVERY DAY. 

Chow Time
Their wings are a blur as they beat about 50 times A SECOND when they hover to eat! 
(For comparison, the feeder is 4.5 inches long and the red cap is 1.5 inches in diameter.)

This morning I watched a rather ordinary thing... a bath... done in a most extraordinary way. I've seen ducks, geese and other water fowl duck under the water in a pond or lake- or my back yard pool- and assumed that in addition to "fishing" they were cleaning themselves. I've watched doves and grackles and sparrows flit around in a fountain or "shower" in the sprinklers. This morning a hummingbird flew through the mist of the sprinklers and perched on the line of lights on the patio.

getting  ready

You can tell he's damp by the way his feathers stick out. He perched facing out into the yard and spent a minute or so looking around.

bathing #1

Then he hopped around and faced in towards the patio with his back to the yard... as if he wanted some privacy. Using his beak, he picked and fluffed. Occasionally a piece of something- a feather, debris, ???- would fall from his body and float down to the ground.

bathing #2

No part of his body was neglected. He even stretched out his wings to clean them.

bathing #3

Finally, he spread out his tail feathers and gave them a shake.

clean and fluffed

Once cleaned and fluffed, he hopped back around to resume his vigil of the yard as he finished drying. When another hummer approached his feeder, he "yelled" vehemently at him but didn't leave his perch. I wonder if they don't fly well when they're wet/damp...

The birds nest beside the streams and sing among the branches of the trees.  Psalm 104:12