Showing posts with label remembering. Show all posts
Showing posts with label remembering. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 22, 2007

Oh look what the wind blew in!




I don´t know if you can recognize these objects on my kitchen floor...I am sure most mums do...but just in case the photo isn´t to clear I will let you know that they are: cheerios!



Yes that is right, the cheerio cereals. By now you are wondering what is going on in this scattered brain of mine. What would push me to take pictures of old cereals on my kitchen floor.?????

Well when I was cleaning the kitchen yesterday these cereals were nowhere to be found. But they did appear when I "swooshed" my mop underneath the fridge...Seeing those cheerios made my mind go back in time... I remember there had been an accident.



(Yeah right!!!!)



I ,very dumbly I might add, keep my cereals in one of my higher cupboards because it´s a small kitchen and that is the only cupboard that the cereal boxes fit it!!!!( yeah, why don´t they make them short and fat rather that tall and skinny???)




Well it doesn´t take too long to figure out what happened. You mix a child, standing on a stool and a box of open cereal.... what do you get???????? A cereal bath on the kitchen floor.

Naturally, time has passed on since that culinary tragedy, and just the other day while I was doing my cleaning bit, I rediscovered some of the remains of the cheerio mass. They had "snuck" underneath the fridge not to be seen! How sneaky can you get???



As I gazed at these remnant cheerios I was reminded at how there are issues in our lives that "sneak away" back into the archives of our hearts, but that come up again for round 2 as it were.

Not that they weren´t dealt with back then, but that through the swooshing of God´s heavenly mop, God brings to light remnants of a past hurt, struggle , injustice or temptation (fill in the blank!) because He wants to do round 2 of the healing process... Yes God´s got a spiritual cleaning company with the Holy Spirit as his CEO!



In the last couple of days, I have been struggling with issues of injustice that have happened in the past and God was bringing them up for round 2. Reading proverbs has served to bring great comfort during this spiritual cleaning session and I am giving God these left over cheerios and accepting his 2nd time around healing !!!! I am sure there will be round 3, 4 and 5 and 6 ...till infinity..or better said...heaven!

Even though God will continually be working on us... we know that:




Tuesday, July 25, 2006

I miss you DAD



The other day I was walking around Alcalá with our visitors and noticed this old fashioned reel to reel recorder in a shop window and I thought of you Dad. I wished you could have seen it. I remember you recording your Dad playing piano in our front room with this high tech machinery way back then and couldn´t help but cherish the moment in my mind. I miss you Dad.

I remember so many nights trying to fall asleep to you playing scales on the saxophone. You used to sit facing into the corner because you
said the acoustics were better that way! I miss you Dad!

I regret never being able to experience you "live" on stage playing for many every night because it was what really bought you pleasure. I especially miss not seeing you play the double bass, which still to this day holds some magical mystery for me. We still have it in the attic Dad. I miss you Dad.

Listening to music was one of your gr
eatest passions and the tunes are still very much alive in me. I cannot listen to them without seeing you in your favourite arm chair, record player open and turning, the box of records open ready for the next favourite tune to be played and your words were, "Listen to him play!" You savoured and treasured each note and taught me how to appreciate music. I will always be grateful to you for that Dad. I miss you Dad.

I can still see us sharing those hours by the organ where I sang every tune we knew, covering such a wide range of styles... Your favorites were Bossa Novas and I can still see that button in the drum section on the right hand side of the organ ..boy were we hip eh Dad?!! Old sheets of music connect me back to those days when you were here. I miss you Dad!

I find solace in the wonderous joy that we shall be together again and before the throne enjoy the music that rings throughout heaven..... "WE ARE TOGETHER AGAIN."