Sunday, August 30, 2009

Elegy

Let them bury your big eyes
In the secret earth securely,
Your thin fingers, and your fair,
Soft, indefinite-colored hair,--
All of these in some way, surely,
From the secret earth shall rise;
Not for these I sit and stare,
Broken and bereft completely;
Your young flesh that sat so neatly
On your little bones will sweetly
Blossom in the air.

But your voice,--never the rushing
Of a river underground,
Not the rising of the wind
In the trees before the rain,
Not the woodcock's watery call,
Not the note the white-throat utters,
Not the feet of children pushing
Yellow leaves along the gutters
In the blue and bitter fall,
Shall content my musing mind
For the beauty of that sound
That in no new way at all
Ever will be heard again.

Sweetly through the sappy stalk
Of the vigorous weed,
Holding all it held before,
Cherished by the faithful sun,
On and on eternally
Shall your altered fluid run,
Bud and bloom and go to seed;
But your singing days are done;
But the music of your talk
Never shall the chemistry
Of the secret earth restore.
All your lovely words are spoken.
Once the ivory box is broken,
Beats the golden bird no more.
Edna St. Vincent Millay (1892-1950)

Friday, August 28, 2009

Thursday, August 27, 2009

Birthday Wishes and Quiz

It's just past midnight in my time zone, so I want to be the first to wish a happy birthday to my "twins" Nethe and Keith and Lawerence and Joan!! What a great day we were born on: two-cubed, three-cubed! Wherever you are and whatever you are doing, I hope it will be a wonderful day for you!

Here's a little math quiz for everyone else. Keith and I are going from being prime to being palindromic. It is the only time in our lives this will happen. How old are we? (I can't help it. I'm a math teacher. It goes with the territory!)

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

All Life

Don't be too timid and squeamish about your actions. All life is an experiment.
Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803-1882)

This quote is good for me to remember right now as I tackle the rigors and challenges of a demanding new position, which we at the same time contemplate moving from this house in which we have been so entrenched - and happy - for 18 years.

Update: We did put a bid on a house Friday, got a reasonable counter-offer Monday and are planning to go for it - all pending appraisal, of course. We're praying for clear guidance on this. If this turns into a "for sure" I will put pictures up.

Thursday, August 20, 2009

How Still the Riddle

Some things that fly there be --
Birds -- Hours -- the Bumblebee --
Of these no Elegy.

Some things that stay there be --
Grief -- Hills -- Eternity --
Nor this behooveth me.

There are that resting rise.
Can I expound the skies?
How still the Riddle lies!
Emily Dickinson (1830-1886)

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Insanity

We seem to be awfully mixed up these days!

Two things converged for me this morning that illustrated the disconnect.

One is an article a colleague handed me about how accommodations for "disabilities" have gotten so out of control and the potential for Americans with Disabilities Act litigation has gotten so threatening that professional standards are being lowered in frightening ways. The article is called Let's Lower the Bar and recounts the story of a would-be lawyer who reads poorly and who, despite various accommodations for two years, still finished near the bottom of her class (143 out of 153 students). She sued in order to get special accommodations to take the bar exam. The accommodations were granted: 50% more time on the test that other test takers, a private room, and an assistant to read her all the questions. She failed anyway. She sued again and won an opportunity to take the bar a 6th time - arguing that she had failed because her reader had been too noisy. This time she will be allowed double the time others are given. Her lawyer stated that if she fails again she might go back to court for more accommodations. Do you really want a lawyer who is this lacking in ability to be able to read and analyze text at a reasonable speed? Is this not a significant part of what lawyers are required to do?

Don't get me wrong, I'm all for an equal playing field, but you know, maybe not every job is for every person. We all have different skills, abilities, interests, talents. If something isn't the right fit, maybe it just isn't the right fit, and maybe that's OK, and maybe it isn't someone else's fault.

On the other end of the spectrum is the second article that came to my attention to day. This second article had to do with kindergartners and their parents feeling tremendous pressure to have them academically prepared BEFORE they enter the kindergarten classroom so that they will be able to keep up with their peers academically. Um, isn't kindergarten about learning to be in a classroom environment and how to socialize with others. I guess it's not anymore, but what's the rush? It seems crazy that kindergartners feel huge expectations for academic performance resting on their shoulders, but we have adults trying to get into professions they are not qualified for, and some in this litigious society that will sue and sue and sue until the bar is lowered enough for them to get what they want - at what cost to those who need their professional services.

What's wrong with this picture?

Thursday, August 13, 2009

Past What Ourselves Can Estimate

In Memory of Sheryl Haworth

If anybody's friend be dead
It's sharpest of the theme
The thinking how they walked alive --
At such and such a time --

Their costume, of a Sunday,
Some manner of the Hair --
A prank nobody knew but them
Lost, in the Sepulchre --

How warm, they were, on such a day,
You almost feel the date --
So short way off it seems --
And now -- they're Centuries from that --

How pleased they were, at what you said --
You try to touch the smile
And dip your fingers in the frost --
When was it -- Can you tell --

You asked the Company to tea --
Acquaintance -- just a few --
And chatted close with this Grand Thing
That don't remember you --

Past Bows, and Invitations --
Past Interview, and Vow --
Past what Ourself can estimate --
That -- makes the Quick of Woe!
Emily Dickinson (1830-1886)
May God grant that you be experiencing joy and peace in the presence of the one outside of time, my friend.

Monday, August 10, 2009

Note To Self



Seen on a bumper sticker earlier today:

"Wag more. Bark less."

Saturday, August 08, 2009

The Good and the Bad

I don't usually put up two posts in one day, but it's just too ironic not to post this today. I titled this "The Good and the Bad." The good is we were able to find Anthony a little used car today to get him back and forth between schools this year. One class he needs is not offered at his high school, so he is going to have to be able to transport himself to where he needs to be. We got the cute little Camry (early '90s model) pictured below.So, that's the good! We'd been worried about whether or not we could find an inexpensive yet reliable vehicle before the school year started, and we did it! But about half an hour ago as I was sitting here near the front window I heard someone curse and then I heard a loud "psssssss" and then I heard a car peel out. I went outside, and sure enough, someone had slashed the front tire. We had just bought the car 7 hours ago, and already we have something we need to fix - not because there was anything wrong with the car - just due to a random act of violence.

I'm kind of baffled that this happened just now as David and I are still up with all the lights on and the windows open. Whoever did it could probably see me sitting here at the computer. Seems kind of bold to me. The police officer who came out (yes, they responded - community service officer - cool) said it was probably a mistake, that whoever did it thought we were someone else - in which case I'm glad it was a slashed tire and not a drive-by shooting! "Oops - sorry - I meant to shoot someone else." (She also let us know that 2 shootings had just happened elsewhere in town tonight.)

David, who right now, after midnight, is outside putting on a spare so the rim doesn't get messed up, was so gracious in the way he wrote his letter to the editor. I am not feeling so gracious. I'm getting sick of people who are destructive and irresponsible. In addition to the litter all over the park, not long ago I was out for a walk in the middle of the afternoon and saw 2 young teens spray-painting graffiti at the park, and now this. The playground equipment at the park has been destroyed and replaced so many times I've lost count. I just don't understand the random destructiveness.

I'm glad my husband can be gracious. I'm not quite there myself.

No Such Thing As a Free Lunch?

Well, that's how the old saying goes. My hubby surprised me yesterday. I found out he'd written a letter to the editor but only after it was published. He picked up on this theme of a free lunch, and I think it's worth sharing broadly.

There is such a thing as a free lunch! During the summer, free lunches are handed out on weekdays for children under 18 at our local city park. During these daunting days of trying to provide for our families and save precious pennies in any way we can, a free lunch is a pretty generous gift and something not to be taken for granted.

However, I would encourage parents to provide for their children in a way that I believe is just as important as filling their bellies with a good healthy meal. The trash that was left behind all over the hillside when lunch was over tells me that kids are not being modeled the virtues of gratitude and responsibility. Enjoy that wholesome meal and then take advantage of the opportunity to remind your children that one way to show thanks for this generous program is to leave the park even cleaner than it was when you arrived.

Thanks in advance for keeping our parks clean.
David Meyer
Well said, hubby!

Friday, August 07, 2009

Wisdom

Older doesn't
always mean
wiser, my
grandfather
once said .
Sometimes
it just means
older .
Brian Andreas in Going Somewhere Soon (1995)

Wednesday, August 05, 2009

News

To those who expressed a desire to come over and take a luxurious bath - sorry, we didn't get the house. We had the highest bid but came in second because the bid just below ours included $200,000 cash - uh - no can do. Thanks to all who prayed. God knows what is best. I'm sad but accepting.

Monday, August 03, 2009

Rest

"God is not a deceiver, that he should offer to support us, and then, when we lean upon Him, should slip away from us."

"Thou hast made us for thyself, O Lord, and our hearts are restless until they find their rest in thee."

St. Augustine 354-430 AD

Friday, July 31, 2009

Word of the Day

Confabulate

I came across this fabulous word while reading Jane Eyre today. Confabulate means to engage in conversation and comes from Latin: "con"="together" and "fabulari"="fable."

So, engaging in conversation is making fables together.

Thursday, July 30, 2009

Consumed

I've been so consumed in the house search that my brain has not latched onto any other ideas or poems or quotes to share. We put in a bid today, and now we wait. I'll try to get some pictures up later tonight, and I hope my brain will start processing things other than this after today!
Here they are:

Saturday, July 25, 2009

"Who is John Galt?"

"John Galt spent years looking for it. He crossed oceans, and he crossed deserts, and he went down into the forgotten mines, miles under the earth. But he found it on the top of a mountain. It took him ten years to climb that mountain. It broke every bone in his body, it tore the skin off his hands, it made him lose his home, his name, his love. But he climbed it. He found the fountain of youth, which he wanted to bring down to men. Only he never came back."

"Why didn't he?" she asked.

"Because he found that it couldn't be brought down."

from Atlas Shrugged (p. 178) by Ayn Rand

Friday, July 24, 2009

Live the Questions

Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves. Do not now seek the answers, which cannot be given you because you would not be able to live them. And the point is to live everything. Live the questions.

Rainer Maria Rilke (1875-1926)

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Being Hungry

The world is
not with us enough
O taste and see

the subway Bible poster said,
meaning The Lord, meaning
if anything all that lives
to the imagination’s tongue,

grief, mercy, language,
tangerine, weather, to
breathe them, bite,
savor, chew, swallow, transform

into our flesh our
deaths, crossing the street, plum, quince,
living in the orchard and being

hungry, and plucking
the fruit.
Denise Levertov (1923-1997)

Saturday, July 18, 2009

Home Again

UPDATE 4 (7/24/09): We see this is now listed as "pending sale" on the website, so we know it is going to someone else for sure now. We saw a couple of possibles in Riverbank this week, but they weren't great enough to cause us to give up what proximity we have now to school, work, family and church (location, location, location). It feels like we're on hold - probably indefinitely.

UPDATE 3 (7/22/09): We still haven't heard FOR SURE that we've lost this house, though our realtor feels certain it is gone. We have more information - our bid is lowest of the 4 by far (though at market value) but the only conventional loan. It almost seems the highest of the bids is someone playing a game, because, for the condition of the house, that bid is outrageous. We've looked at 4 more houses AGAIN today, and the more we look the more we realize this one would suit our needs (desires?) best by far. We know God has a good plan for us - whether that is the house posted here - another house - or staying in the one we now have - small and cozy but filled with love and precious memories.

SHORTENED UPDATE 2 (7/21/09): I never have liked shopping of any kind, and house shopping is the WEIRDEST kind of shopping I've ever encountered. There were no bids Friday; our realtor felt very optimistic. As of this morning we hear there were 4 bids yesterday . . . We looked at 4 more houses today.
UPDATE (7/19/09): Our bid goes in first thing tomorrow (Monday). Then it's wait and see. We did a second walk through today. Click on "comments" at the end of the post if you're interested in how that went.
Well, we are home again (from Michigan) and we are back to LOOKING at homes again!


We had a GREAT but busy time away, and when we got home we hit the ground running again just continued to rock and roll! There've been lots of events in the few days since we've been home in addition to the house hunt. I haven't unpacked a thing from my suitcase yet!


I kind of can't believe we are taking on the possibility of moving as I look toward beginning such a new and demanding phase in my career in just over a month. It's both exciting and exhausting. We did find a house yesterday that I really fell in love with, that I think will serve our family well. We will probably be making a bid on this one Monday. If you'd like a tour, check out the following pictures!
In past years I've seen a few houses of this style and have always been intrigued by them - wondering what was up with the garage configuration - wondering what was between the one-stall garage and the house . . . . . . a closer look at the garage configuration, separate two-stall and one-stall. We hear that most people use the one-stall as a workout room. If we get this place it will be the shed and camping gear storage - although it would fit a ping-pong table nicely - hmm . . . Two views of the front of the house from inside the courtyard between the one-stall garage and the front door.An elegant (too elegant for us, but . . .) front room that we would use as a library/sitting room - with an inviting jigsaw puzzle out at all times!Formal dining, which for us would mostly be formal gaming!I can't even imagine having this much kitchen (especially since I currently have a total of 10 square feet of counter space - far less than what is on the island alone here!) We would finally be able to get our lovely wedding gifts of 22 years ago out of storage in the garage and have them available for use! I guess if we get this place I'd better develop an interest in cooking!As with any house, pictures at a distance look great, but a closer inspection reveals items that need repair.This is the family living area connected to the kitchen (which is the reason we began looking for homes in the first place - wanting to be able to interact with family and friends as we work in the kitchen).Upstairs - again, much elegance here with the high ceilings - would have made more sense to me to skip the high ceilings and have more floor space! Not that I'm complaining, but this would have made a phenomenal gaming loft instead of being empty, pretty space that's just for show. Ah well . . . I do wonder how you wash these windows and that light fixture and how you get spiderwebs down! Perhaps you just don't worry about it since they are so far away no one can see that. (Never having lived in a two-story house, I'm also currently wondering how we move our big, heavy furniture items to the upstairs. Apparently people do it . . .)This is what our realtor calls "the obligatory purple room." And it is true that nearly all 6 of the houses we looked at yesterday did have one purple bedroom. He (and we) thought that was a negative, but when we brought photos home and showed the boys, Jacob and Caleb got all excited and said they wanted the purple room - YEEHAW! - no painting needed in that room! This is California, so you look right out at the houses nearby; this is actually a decent amount of distance for this area. I say this from the perspective of just having been in Michigan. - quite a master bed/master bath (though I have to wonder who puts carpet in a bathroom?) - here too you see the proximity of houses - this one looks right down into a neighbor's yard and windows - - a view down on the backyard from the master bath (better remember the close the shades when bathing!)Not much of a back yard, but, again, this is California and decent-sized for this area. At least the trampoline will fit! That will pretty much take care of the yard space. It has a covered patio - only house we've seen with one - a plus for us who like to barbeque. It's in kinda bad shape - sagging and so on, but . . . Most homes we've looked at have had nothing but dirt in the backyard - never been landscaped, never even had grass, no cement area, no overhang - all things we would have had to put in is we purchased one of those homes, so this looks to us like an oasis.This is looking across the courtyard from the front door to the one-stall garage - not as pretty from the back as from the front, but I love the whole courtyard idea.This is the other side of the courtyard.


IF (and that's a BIG if) we get this home - or another larger than what we have now - we hope to be able to practice hospitality better than we have in the past - for friends and for family - particularly as our boys have families of their own in the future (DV) - sure would be great to be able to host holidays for the family. It will probably take us a very long time to furnish this home, but the way the market is this is certainly the time to buy, so if we get it it will probably be quite empty and bare for a good long time. One huge plus of this particular house is that it is only 2 blocks from the boys' high school. That would be quite a boon to us as my new job will make me far less able to provide transportation for them. I know I shouldn't have my heart so set on this as our bid may not be accepted, but I can't help it. :-)

Sunday, July 12, 2009

Who Am I?

Who am I? that the Lord of all the Earth
would care to know my name, would care to feel my hurt?

Who am I? that the bright and morning star
would choose to light the way for my ever wondering heart?

Not because of who I am, but because what You've done
Not because of what I've done, but because of who You are

I am a flower quickly fading, here today and gone tomorrow
a wave tossed in the ocean, vapor in the wind
Still you hear me when I'm calling,
Lord You catch me when I'm falling
and You've told me who I am
I am Yours

Who am I? that the eyes have seen my sin,
would look on me with love and watch me rise again?

Who am I? that the voice that calmed the sea,
would call out through the rain and calm the storm in me?

I am a flower quickly fading, here today and gone tomorrow
a wave tossed in the ocean, vapor in the wind
Still you hear me when I'm calling,
Lord You catch me when I'm falling
and You've told me who I am
I am Yours
Words and Music by Mark Hall

Friday, July 10, 2009

Happy 500th Birthday JC!




Born Jean Chauvin on July 10, 1509, John Calvin celebrated his 500th birthday today. Well, actually, we celebrated for him - a lovely little event at Calvin College. I think Calvin would have been pleased. (I'd be pleased if someone celebrated my 500th birthday in 2465!)The celebration was both serious and light. We began by singing a hymn from the Geneva Psalter (I Greet Thee, Who My Sure Redeemer Art). We sang acapella in unison on the first verse and harmony on the remaining three. The sound was amazing coming from a varied collection of people many of whom were sitting on the gym floor. This was followed by a video presentation depicting Calvin roaming the halls of Calvin College, having fun hitting golf balls off the roof of the science building, playing frisbee, etc. - quite a lively guy for 500!

Wednesday, July 08, 2009

For Now

Whew! We are having such good times (and full, busy times) in Michigan that I haven't gotten much computer time. Here are a couple of snaps of what's up - and now - back at it!