Modern Easter News

No doubt about it, a present day death and resurrection would make the six o’clock news, and by morning there would be religiously correct points of view every few hours presented by a wide range of organized believers, non-believers or dis-believers.

As in the early post-Jesus days, Christians would be claiming that they have discovered a different way of life that is better than that offered by the non-Christian world.  Then the fun would begin with disagreements all around about what the good news or better way of life means. Electronic media would flash the news, cyber-net users would interpret it, commentators would probe meanings and affirm or discredit the event. The stone rolled away from the tomb would be chipped into bits much like the Berlin Wall, and sacred relics might even be hawked and bought by a well-intentioned populace.

I am profoundly glad to live now, centuries away from the Easter event with the benefit of great thinkers of the ages who have put it into perspective. I have benefited from the Apostle Paul and from the way disciples were motivated to follow Jesus even after his death. I have benefited from the deep deliberations of philosophers through the ages who argued and tested their ideas on each other.

I am thankful for my childhood memories and training of Easter and for all the saints who have helped me interpret my life under the Easter umbrella.



Laugh of the Day

I am still laughing over a junk email I get almost every day. Usually I delete pronto, but today just reading the sale line, “Protect and Beautify your Garage Floor,” gave me a vision of the garage I had just left. I thaw! My garage freezer holds food for the month. Surrounding the freezer are (in no order whatsoever) a bicycle with two flat tires, an unused treadmill, a spare power wheelchair that barely works, a couple of wheelchair batteries, a wall of garden tools and some antique garden tools from my Dad’s garage, shelves of everything,  a table top, extra kitchen chair, bird food, squirrel food, etc., etc. You get the idea.  See why I am sitting here laughing at the thought that I would beautify my garage floor which in my book translates to sweeping the leaves out the door. Well, it IS spring, so maybe we will do some spring cleaning as soon as we find the broom. I think it fell down behind the freezer some time ago.

The Road Home Romance Collection

Silly me. I told my readers the wrong title of the newest book, calling it a series. It is a COLLECTION of romance novels. I do not qualify as an immigrant romantic in any of the four books included in the collection.  Each protagonist had energy, tenacity, health and courage. I have only two of four which reminds me of the silver bracelet my granddaughter made for me for Christmas containing “Courage is being scared to death, but saddling up anyway. John Wayne” .  Great saying. Who knew John Wayne was so profound? On other subject, it was 83 degrees here yesterday, so I sat outside feeding my pet squirrels, watching the birds and celebrating spring green that has colored all our trees with pretty, new leaves. Hope springs eternal. Weather forecast is for freeze tomorrow, and most of the country is buried in snow.  If you don’t like the weather, wait a minute.

Job Opportunity

We are still looking for my replacement as director of special needs ministry at Chapelwood United Methodist Church (Houston, TX).  A great change in job description: IT IS A FULL TIME JOB OPPORTUNITY!  If you are a Christian educator with a heart for persons with disabilities, or you are a person certified in special needs with a heart for God and acquaintance with Wesleyan theology, this job might be for you.

You would oversee the programs for youth and adults with special needs and help move the children’s work from mainstreaming to inclusion programming.  What a great opportunity. Subtract a few years from my age and take a wheel off my wheelchair, and I’d still be there having fun. 83 volunteers work the teen and adult programs, and they are organized and friendly and have fun together.  They all have helper’s high.


Leibman’s Fails to Pass

Leibman’s on Memorial disappointed me big time when they made passages between displays so narrow my wheelchair could not even GET INTO ANY AISLE IN THE STORE  and the entrance was blocked by boxes of wine with bottles on top. With one wheel I could have turned the first aisle a Christmas wine red.  The wine manager asked me if I was leaving when he saw that I couldn’t detour through the wine department. He showed  me to the automatic door. I have shopped at Leibman’s for  years, so I was sorry they failed to pass muster for a person in a wheelchair. Their great handicap parking spot is right by that front door. Narrow passageways were not created out of malice, but were done thoughtlessly. Nice folks: become aware. And we spend money, too.

The Long Road Home Romance Series

Long Road HomeFrederika from my young adult historical novel had more romance in her bones than I knew, and The Reluctant Immigrant is now one of four books in a single volume of a romance series. Available November 1, The Long Road Home Romance Series features Mandy, who didn’t expect to be left alone in the wilds of Indiana, Bess  a prostitute growing up in the unsettled West, Deidre, a runaway slave looking for her husband who had been sold away, and Frederika who didn’t want to leave Germany to come to the wilds of Texas. Each of the four discovered love on the frontier.

Available in paperback: Amazon,  $ 12.80

Kindle: Amazon, $9.99

Good Samaritan

Thanks to Nat at an Exxon station on I 10 for helping me when my car was completely out of oil. He not only got the oil, paid for it and put it in the car, but he put the hood down. Never in my wildest dreams of arms and muscles could I have put it down. Then I headed down to River Oaks Chrysler where they fixed the car.


There are still good people and helping deeds in the world, so I wanted to share this one.

New Bug Trap

Seems like into every life of a mobility impaired parker there will be some blips and downs, but I had a pretty big blip with malice.  When visiting a sick friend at a facility there was not one van parking place (I don’t mean they were full, I mean they didn’t have one on their two block campus) I parked diagonal on two spaces. This allows me to get out of my   van. I do it all the time.

Well someone took exception! They plastered a red parking violation sticker approximately 10 by 4 or so on the driver side windshield of my car. They  also took all the stickers from my van and stuck them all over the windshield EXCEPT for my Baker University shield sticker which they tore and stuck on the right rear vision mirror. Looking at it you could feel the anger and intended punishment. They were mad.

Lottsa nice people around. Some helped me remove the stickers  so I could drive home. Before I got most of the glue off, the sticky patches collected pine needles and dirt, even a couple of bugs. We used all sorts of things trying to get the sticky stuff off my windshield, but so far haven’t found the right thing. I can get new stickers from the van repair telling people not to park within eight feet of my van, and Baker University will send me a new shield, but I wish that person had just left a note asking me not to park there. I would have thought better of them. Revenge and malice don’t work.  Only good thing is the sticky stuff on my windshield may trap another bug. This malicious person may have invented a new bug trap.

The Perfect Job

If you have some Christian education background and would consider a 30 hour week job, my job is for you.  I will even train you in working with persons with functional disabilities. As director of special needs ministry at Chapelwood United Methodist
Church, Houston, TX, you would oversee some great programs, work with 70 plus trained leaders and have a great time.


Leaders, students, parents and friends sent me into retirement with a blast off party to end all parties. The words awesome and incredible come to mind. Only one hitch to the retirement: we haven’t found my replacement, so I’m still helping out.

I guarantee a friendly staff, volunteers and students. Contact me through comments on this page. Hurry. You don’t want to miss out.

Tooth Varnish

Had my teeth varnished today. Yep, She did it with a tiny, little paint brush right after she cleaned my teeth. Apparently, the special varnish absorbs into the “pores” or something like that of the teeth, thus making the enamel stronger.  It better work. Tastes terrible for overnight. Never heard of tooth varnish, so I had a first today. Wise in ways-of-life coaches tell us we should try something brand new often to keep us young. I feel younger already.