Sunday, June 15, 2014

My Dad

My Dad
Who can build a warm fire to heat the house he built for his family.
Who flew big airplanes and served his country.
Who carried mail down dusty, muddy, bumpy roads on a rural mail route.
Who drove a tractor and rode horses even when they weren't quite broke yet and branded cattle and unstuck vehicles and cut the big trees when they fell during the Louisiana storms.
Who came home from the mail route to read a book about something that needed fixing and then went to fix that thing.

My Dad
Who has always worn the white v-neck t-shirts that I often wore as nightgowns when I was very small.
Who’s standard wardrobe over the v-neck has almost always been a button down shirt (usually plaid, short sleeves for summer & long for winter), ironed jeans, white socks and cowboy boots. Oh & a white, ironed hanky. I used to have to help wash (gross) & iron those hankies. Proof that even *yuck* can be a good memory:)

My Dad
Who waited patiently for a long time for the right woman and has remained lovingly faithful to her ever since he found her.
Who has always had grey/white hair (as far back as I remember) and laughed when people asked about his grand children and said “Yes, they sure are grand!”

My Dad
Who read Nancy Drew books to me before I could read them to myself, and read missionary biographies to all of us and most of all, the Bible.
Who led us to church for every service and event that happened there.
Who helped me learn my verses & practice for Bible Drill.
Who helped me think through a dilemma when I professed to follow Christ as a tiny person- “Dad, I’m a Christian now, but I wanted to be a pilot like you. What do I do?” “You can do both” he said.
Who, when I dreamed of adopting a wild mustang, going to Papua New Guinea, attending Bible School in England and going to college- made my dreams realities.
Because of my dad, I didn't know there was anything I couldn't do.

My Dad
Born long enough ago to have seen a lot of changes in the world and have some neat stories about growing up.
Who likes to take vitamins and eat ice cream and have honey in his coffee.
Who took us camping and to arrowhead meals to buy green spaghetti because it was so much better for us (& you could hardly tell it was green in the candlelight).
Who pretended the hot dog was a cigar and made us laugh while the rain flooded our campground.
Who took every vacation mishap in stride so even the memories of being stuck on a hot roadside while a tire was being changed or searching Brussels for accommodations are good ones.

My Dad
Champion listener of the world
Quiet
Determined
Patient
Never stops learning & doesn’t see age as a reason to not try something new.

My Dad
Who picked me up on Wednesdays during his mail route and finished it out with me squeezed in beside the trays and then drove me to the Centenary Gold Dome for gymnastic lessons. Another dream come true.
Who drove me to softball practice and games and threw the ball with me at home and only said encouraging words during the games and that one time surprised me by taking me to see Aristocats at the dollar theatre before one of those games.

My Dad
Who took me to the laundry mat in town (everything was at least 30 minutes away in my growing up days. Mostly still true now.) that Christmas eve the power was out and I needed to get ready for a ski & road trip with my future husband and in-laws.
Who said yes when Josh asked to marry me and walked me down the isle much faster than we were supposed to walk so I could marry the man who would make me happy for the next 14 years (and counting).
Who held each new grandchild and said something nice about each one in his typical calm, encouraging way.

My Dad
Who never encouraged me to be anything other than exactly what God intended me to be. Who has been proud of each accomplishment, but loved me before I ever accomplished anything. And would love me if I never accomplished a thing.
Who has lived his life as best he can according to God’s Word. And taught me by that example to do the same with mine.

This could go on for a while so I’ll just stop and say

I love you Dad.
Happy Father’s Day

Your Second Daughter,

Mary Pellie 

Saturday, May 10, 2014

A Story for Mother's Day

It has been a year since I last posted.

Mother’s Day a whole year ago.

Well, tonight I’m no longer waiting for an opportunity, I’m just jumping in and here we go…

A Mother’s Day Story

Or rather, a Story for Mother’s Day.

The story does involve two holidays neither of them Mother’s Day. It starts out with Independence Day actually, one 4th of July, when a little girl asked her mother to help her with some preparations for the holiday. I believe she was making cupcakes, or some other treat to celebrate the patriotic day. She was disappointed when her mother turned down her request. Her mother you see had lost a brother fighting for his country on that day. It was a hard day for her mother and she chose not to celebrate it.
The impact on the little girl was such that she determined never to let a tragedy and a holiday combine to affect a child who simply wanted to celebrate.

She remembered years later and her determination was strong.

As a child, it was years before I even knew that my mother had lost her mother unexpectedly on Christmas Day, the second holiday in this story.

To this day, Christmas is my favorite holiday. Many of my most cherished memories center around that holiday. And there was never even a hint of sadness, much less a reluctance to celebrate that holiday.

A determined little girl grew up to become a determined momma. Mine.

Sometimes it takes years to understand what our mothers do for us. We will probably never know the full extent of the sacrifices of love made by mothers who determine to give their children the happiest childhoods possible. And yet, I know this is not the case for every child. I have a gift beyond every earthly valuable object.

I have a mother who loved me.

And still does.

And that is only one little story among many of how my mother showed- shows- me that love.

I hope you have a good day Mom. You’re the best. Thank you.

-Oh, and mom, if I got any details wrong let me know;) 

I love you,

Mary

Sunday, May 19, 2013

Mommy Resolution #16

Resolved 
to love my children 
by loving my husband.

Art by Joshua, my husband

"Then they [the older women] can urge the younger women to love their husbands and children"
Titus 2:4

{The rose was drawn at the center of a love note, a gift from my husband one Valentine's Day. He knows one of my favorite things is a handwritten note from him.}

This previous post explains a bit more about this resolution.

See previous resolutions here

The Getaway

My husband and I got to get away for a few days. We both needed it. I think the last time we went anywhere just the two of us was our anniversary, December 2009. We really needed a getaway.

I didn’t really have too many expectations for the trip except that I just knew I needed it. I needed a break. I really just focused on getting everything done, the kids packed and over to Grandma’s and us packed and on our way. I didn’t think very much past that point.

I did know one thing though. The trip needed to be about us. We both have plenty of things to pursue: books to read, things to study, think about, write, etc. but without even discussing it, we both kind of mentally laid all that aside. I checked in on Facebook one time. I glanced at my email maybe once. And that was it for social media. No Instagram. No blogging. I even stopped writing in my head.

We just focused on being together. It was like it was before- before the kids. Like it was back when we were newlywed and totally wrapped up in one another.
 
It was wonderful & just what we needed.

I think I took about 5 pictures. And they were all like this:

Monday, April 29, 2013

Mommy Resolution #15

Resolved  
to pray
before I
react.



to pray first,
in all things,
especially before I
"lose it".

Friday, April 26, 2013

Sunday, April 21, 2013

Mommy Resolution #14

Resolved  
to make intentional decisions 
in how my children spend their time 
learning, 
playing 
& resting.



"Look carefully then how you walk, not as unwise but as wise, making the best use of the time..."
Ephesians 5:15-16a ESV 

Thursday, April 11, 2013

Blog Evaluation & Check-Up

Time is too valuable to not regularly evaluate the activities it is used on, particularly activities that take up a lot of it.

So it’s time for a blogging check-up.