Happy (?) Mother's Day

 

This was my first Mother's Day without Mom.

It's been 28 days since she died and I thought I was mostly done crying. And then Pastor Brad went and lead us in a special prayer during worship. He didn't even need to start actually praying and I was already tight-throated, unable to breathe, and sitting there with shoulders bobbing up and down in a silent sob.

It's not like I talked to her every day...or even every week...but the thought of having no one to call this afternoon gripped me hard.

But I'm grateful.

• Grateful that we were able to visit with Mom a couple times just three weeks before she passed and that she was still lucid and funny, even though her short-term memory was shot.
• Grateful that her final days weren't filled with pain or regret.
• Grateful that our relationship was always one of love and trust and that neither of those things was ever strained to a breaking point. She never gave me any reason to doubt her love for me, and I believe she could say the same about me.
• Grateful that in over 63 years of having Georgina Della Smith Roth as my mother, not once did I ever wish it weren't so.

Nobody is perfect, but God blessed me with a childhood and a life-foundation that has served me well and left me unscarred.

Her children stand and bless her.
  Her husband praises her:
“There are many virtuous and capable women in the world,
  but you surpass them all!”
Charm is deceptive, and beauty does not last;
  but a woman who fears the Lord will be greatly praised.

Proverbs 31:28-30 (NLT)

Books I Read in 2021, Vol. V

 

THE WORLD ACCORDING TO TOM HANKS: The Life, the Obsessions, the Good Deeds of America's Most Decent Guy
Gavin Edwards

"Niceness gets a bad rap these days. Our culture reveres those who troll the hardest and who snark the most. At times, it seems like there's no place anymore for optimism, integrity, and old-fashioned respect. Enter 'America's Dad': Tom Hanks. Whether he's buying espresso machines for the White House press corps, rewarding a jovial cab driver with a night on Broadway, or extolling the virtues of using a typewriter, Hanks lives a passionate, joyful life and pays it forward. [This book] takes readers on a tour behind the scenes of Hank's life: from his less-than-idyllic childhood, rocky first marriage, and career wipeouts to the pinnacle of his acting career and domestic bliss with the love of his life, Rita Wilson. Contemplating the life, the achievements, and the obsessions of Mr. Tom Hanks may or may not give you the road map you need to find your way, But at the very least, it'll show you how niceness can be a worthy destination."

I wasn't planning to read this book, but when I saw it on the library shelf, I couldn't pass it by. Hanks is all the things the publisher's write-up (above) claims he is and I personally find it hard to pass by any YouTube video that features him on a talk show or at a Rock-N-Roll Hall of Fame induction (his speech about the Dave Clark Five should be in a hall of fame all its own). Any movie he's in is on my must-see list. That being said, there is a lot of info in this book that was revelatory to me...and enjoyable to learn. Two thumbs up for this not-really-a-biography biography.

First line: Tom Hanks is a really nice guy.

Page 56/5th Sentence: "One thing I find myself doing is removing the question marks from my dialogue," Hanks said.

Last Line: Four decades later, Hanks could say that he had turned himself into the kind of actor that he had always wanted to be.

Books I Read in 2021, Vol. IV

THE DARK HORSE: A Longmire Mystery
Craig Johnson

"It's more than Mary Barsad's beauty and wealth that set her apart in a place where most criminal cases are generally 'Bubba shot Skeeter while they were drinking beer in the cab of Skeeter's truck and trying to figure out if Bubba's Charter Arms revolver was loaded.' .... Wade Barsad, a man with a dubious past and a gift for making enemies, burned his wife's horses in their barn; in return, she shot him in the head six times, or so the story goes. But Sheriff Walt Longmire doesn't believe Mary's confession and is determined to dig deeper."

This is the fifth book in the Longmire series, and I'm glad I've decided to read through all of them. Craig Johnson has a way with words that describe geography and character without getting bogged down in dry exposition. This book's central mystery is compelling, with a mostly-unexpected twist that doesn't feel like a gimmick.

First Line: It was the third week of a high-plains October, and an unseasonably extended summer had baked the color from the landscape and had turned the rusted girders of the old bridge a thinned-out, tired brown.

Page 56/5th sentence: Sit down.

Last Line: Dog started and made a move to fetch it, but I grabbed his collar, and we both watched as the black hat hung over the void of the Powder River, pitched to one side, and disappeared into the northbound water below.

Books I Read in 2021, Vol. III

 

ONCE THIS RIVER RAN CLEAR
Peter Martin

"In 1950, as "progress" becomes another name for "greed," a sixteen-year-old boy learns from the people surrounding him. He and Urs, a bear-like man, live in a shabby cabin on the Nawaakamig River, existing happily on other people's trash and on the carp which pollute the water. Urs' land is coveted by a developer, setting off a chain of painful, tragic events, which overtake unlucky people, including the hobos who spend summers with Urs. The boy bounces from the humble cabin to the local elite to an Ojibwa community, using what he learns from each situation to find his self and settle a score."

Having spent over 20 years putting Pete's storytelling to life on the stages of Giant Step (Children's) Theatre and the Dakota Chautauqua, I was excited to read his first novel. The biggest adjustment I had to make was reconciling myself to the decidedly "earthy" language the narrator of this tale uses. But the nature of the tale and the heart of the narrator won me over within two pages. 

This is a satisfying read, and I was glad to have taken the journey. I hope Pete writes a sequel to keep the tale a-spinnin'.

First Line: If I knew the misery Laurence Larkin the Third was gonna cause I'da shot him dead the first time he showed up at our cabin.

Page 56/5th Sentence: The water was down even more and there were places with carp stranded half outta water.

Last Line: I let it take me south toward the train stop at Parker's Crossing, where I hoped to find a helpful man named Eustis, who would show me the train headed for a city with two shelters, three parks, a library, and, hopefully, a man with a long white beard and a hickory walking stick.

Books I Read in 2021, Vol. II

 

WINDS OF HEAVEN, STUFF OF EARTH: Spiritual Conversations Inspired by the Life & Lyrics of Rich Mullins

Andrew Greer and Randy Cox

"Twenty years after his passing, Rich Mullins is remembered as a once-in-a-lifetime singer/songwriter whose impact on Christian music and the church is still being felt. Through his own struggles and pursuits, Rich asked questions and started a dialogue about what it means to hang on to heavenly grace even when the stuff of earth gets in the way.

"Winds of Heaven, Stuff of Earth continues those conversations with thoughtful essays woven together with reflections, photos, lessons, and the lyrics of four never-before-published songs that Rich left behind. More than two dozen of today's singers, songwriters, producers, and authors share stories and remembrances of Rich that continue to influence their music and ministries today."

I got this book because of my inordinate admiration for Rich Mullins, but the book really is less about Rich than it is about the deep things of God that his "life and lyrics" brought to the surface. It could be read as a daily devotional and in fact, I read a lot of the chapters while enjoying my morning bowl of cereal. I'm sure that I'll pick it up again in a few years to remind myself that God loves me madly, that He is truly awesome, and that I am truly broken...but that doesn't lessen the Lord's love for me.

Page 56/Sentence 5: "Rich was so very relatable, in part because he was open about the pain in his own life."

Books I Read in 2021, Vol. I

 

THEY SMELL LIKE SHEEP, VOLUME 2: Leading with the Heart of a Shepherd

Dr. Lynn Anderson 

"Whether you have been called to serve as a minister or you're teaching an adult Bible study group or you're a teen leading the youth group in song, most assuredly from time to time you question your abilities and look for support and example.

"Author Lynn Anderson addresses the starting and ending place of true leadership among God's people: the heart of a shepherd. He presents Jesus, the Head Shepherd, as our only reliable model of godly leadership...."

I read this book in tandem with a man who is an elder apprentice at Valley Christian Church, and we had weekly ZOOM meetings to talk about each section: what we highlighted, what challenged us, what encouraged us. It was a great reason to read the book and a great book to read for that reason. The personal exercises at the end of each chapter were absolutely challenging and actually kind of difficult. While Anderson's style is full of practical stories/examples and reads easily, this is a book to be slowly digested and put into practice...not a beach read by any stretch!

Page 56/Sentence 5: If we go there, however, we not only stunt our own faith development, we also lose credibility as shepherds, as authentic spiritual leaders.

The First Post

 

I woke up with the idea for this new blog as a way to take the place of what I used to post in a Facebook "Note". FB doesn't DO notes anymore, apparently, so here's where my thoughts about books I've read and movies I've seen, Christmas Epistles, and anything else that doesn't fit in my two current blogs, Almost the Truth and Truth Is..., will reside.

Chances are high you'll notice that even though the title of this post is "The First Post," there are posts here that appear to have been posted before this post. That's because I've post-dated some posts that I've moved from Facebook Notes to DewDrops. 

It's postacular!

To whoever stumbles upon this...here's a tiny portion of my world, and welcome to it.