TALL TALL TREES

WARNING- Several days of beautiful Alabama posts coming soon. I’ll start off with the awesome trees, since I enjoyed long, bone-chilling walks through the woods. We have pine trees in Texas, but none this big! I’ve never seen pine so tall or so large.

Here I am with Jerry; I had to take my hoodie off to reduce the dork-factor of the photo. Jerry would tell us all about the different tress, how cotton fields spread as far as the eye could see where there are now pine forests. We learned about the art of tree farming- harvesting, planting, cutting and making big bucks.

Just to show you how big around this pine tree was, H and I could barely reach around it and hold hands. He’s my little tree hugger ;)

On the mesquite and maples and oaks and pear trees, the leaves were brilliant reds and oranges, which made for super-fun photos.

This was one LARGE tree on the property. I would guess the base of the trunk is at least 20 feet around. The branch on the right had recently fallen during a big storm, but just the single fallen branch was as big as most trees.

GOOD NEWS OF THE DAY: There was a wee bit of rain here on Monday in draught-ravaged Georgia & Alabama.

DAY 13 WITH THE SON

I’m taking the 40 days leading up the Christmas to focus on the life of Jesus and do a mini-reflection and devotion. I’m following along with Liza on her special blog called 40 Days with the Son, based on the Max Lucado book 3:16.

Here is how to join us in reflection of the spirit of this upcoming holiday season.

Titled Christ’s Crazy Kin: “And he was amazed at their lack of faith.” Mark 6:6

Two thoughts on this verse & devotional story. The first is about family, specifically my family. My dad was the one that took me to church faithfully as a child and the one who instilled a great deal of my beliefs about my faith. Given the several recent deaths in the family and the ever-aging grandparents and aunts/uncles, I am very torn about their salvation. I feel confident that I will see my husband and my father in heaven again one day, but I’m not so sure about many other very important members of my family. I really struggle with how and when to share more of my faith and when to invite them to church. I just pray and ask God to give me the right words to be able to speak with them to ensure that they are going to Heaven one day.

The other aspect of this passage is the verse itself that remarks about how foolish and naive the disciples, Jesus’ family and other of the day were about Jesus and his teachings. We can study the Bible, seeing how obvious the parables and lessons that Jesus was trying to teach. What really disturbs me today is that we do not recognize this same problem in Christianity today. Yes, we can clearly decipher the parables and do all sorts of bible studies on every verse and chapter, BUT where along the way did we, as Christians, lose the bigger picture?

Why is there more hate than ever directed at Christians? Why are we so disdained by the secular world? Why are most Christians defined by their hypocrisy and once a week appearance in a church? Where did we lose the message of love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, gentleness and goodness that Jesus outlined in the New testament? Why aren’t Christians fighting for the poor and homeless? Why aren’t Christians among the leading advocates of taking care of the environment and fragile earth entrusted to us? Why aren’t Christians giving more and more of their wealth to the poverty stricken areas and being active in the political process to create genuine change? WHY- because we “lack faith” in the lessons that Jesus taught us.

GOOD NEWS OF THE DAY: I’m excited to see a genuine, real, authentic revival in the Church that’s returning believers to the faith of Jesus and the principles by which he lived his life.

INTO ALABAMA

Despite the somewhat hazy morning, I caught a nice glimpse of downtown Houston as we took off for Atlanta on Thanksgiving morning. I think it was the 30 mph winds from the North that changed the usual flight take-off patterns.
How swampy, nasty is this? I think it’s around Channelview or Baytown, which is the upper end of Galveston Bay. If I could zoom more, you’d see the area peppered with factories and industrial areas.

My husband picked up a great book he foundvin the airport called Mongrels, Bastards, Orphans, and Vagabonds: Mexican Immigration and the Future of Race in America. He was able to do quite a bit more reading in Alabama and is enjoying the book so far.

Along with the new flight-path south of the city, we flew over this huge rail-switching yard that’s a major artery for all the goods and products that come through the Port of Houston, the railroads, and the tractor-trailers.
Something neat I’ve never seen before was the shadow of the plane cast just below us on the clouds as we approached the Atlanta airport. I’m not sure what type of optical trick was going on, but the polarized ring about the shadow was a cool effect too.
Breaking through the low lying clouds near the Atlanta airport, I spotted all the beautiful fall colors of the trees lining the gently rolling hills. I knew it was going to be beautiful on the ground, as long as the rain stayed away!
GOOD NEWS OF THE DAY: It’s going to be another great month at work for H.

DAY 12 WITH THE SON

I’m taking the 40 days leading up the Christmas to focus on the life of Jesus and do a mini-reflection. I’m following along with Liza on her special blog called 40 Days with the Son, based on the Max Lucado book 3:16.

Here is how to join us in reflection of the spirit of this upcoming holiday season.

Titled Just Call Her Grace: “He knows me inside and out.” John 3:49

I’ve read and thought about today’s passage and I just really couldn’t get into it. All of my previous readings & reflections have sparked some type of reaction and deeper thoughts. As I went through my day, I tried to think about the literal title of the chapter, being called Grace, and the verse of Jesus knowing us inside and out, not necessarily the larger context of the woman at the well.

I had a long, stressful day and I think I especially needed the title of Grace. Normally, I’m pretty much a klutz and totally non-graceful in the physical sense, I don’t often ponder grace in the spiritual sense. I woke up at 4:45 (eastern time!) and instead of H just hopping on the hotel shuttle to the airport, he called up to me to drop him off. I frantically threw on my clothes, dashed out into the cold rain and battled the airport monsters to drop him off for his flight back to Houston. I headed back to the hotel to finish packing & drive across Atlanta for my seminar.

My morning went downhill from there. In the dark, rainy morning I drove about half way across the city when I realized I didn’t have my camera with me. I just about had a panic attack, then slowly tried to re-trace our steps and tried to convince myself that I just left it in the hotel room. I pulled over and spent a few minutes making phone calls to get the hotel phone number and then leaving a message pleading with them to please find my precious camera. Continuing my cross-city trek, I arrived in the area near my seminar and missed the turn-off the road into the building and accidentally turned back onto the freeway. What a mistake! About 6 miles to the next exit, then bumper to bumper traffic back in the direction I needed to go for my class. Normally, I’m pretty calm, cool and collected about all sorts of situations. However, I know nothing that will getting me more agitated, panicked and generally flipped out than being lost or confused about where I am going.

Luckily, I made it back to my class on time and the rest of the day went smoothly, including driving back across Atlanta to retrieve my camera and back up North again. No great revelations about today’s material, other than I needed some extra grace to get through my day and put all my worries into God’s hands. I remember that no matter how well I manage to reign in my emotions or reactions, God can still see the inner agitation or anxiety. And He still loves me.

GOOD NEWS OF THE DAY: Though I may not have all the physical-grace I desire, I assuredly have all the spiritual-grace I will ever need.

DETROIT AIRPORT

I really don’t have many comments about my Detroit trip, other than the Westin at the airport is awesome and I never even had to set foot outside on my trip. The hotel is attached directly to the Detroit Airport, a short walk from the ticketing counters & baggage claim. In the lobby, many of the airlines have check-in kiosks & there is even a security line just for the hotel. You’d hardly think we were in Detroit with all those trees- like they actually cared about environment or something.

Being my nervous, Type-A self who had to over-prepare and over-pack for my big meeting, I was all dressed up and ready to go at least 30 minutes before I needed to go downstairs and grab breakfast. I thought I’d take a self-portrait in front of the shower curtain since I rarely wear suits or heels.

The meeting went well, and I was quickly back at my terminal ready to head home to Houston. I’ve been trying to snag a Boeing 747 shot because I’ve always wanted to fly on one and
Continental doesn’t have any in their fleet. Maybe on my trip to Fiji in a few years….

The square building in the center/right is the Westin Detroit Airport, which you can see is right next to the new control tower. It was super-swank and very modern place to drop a few hundred bucks on a comfy bed and marble bathroom.

You could even hear the gentle hum (roar) of planes taking off all night. It wasn’t that bad though ;)

GOOD NEWS OF THE DAY: Today, tomorrow and Wednesday I get to attend a training class in Atlanta.

Related Posts Plugin for WordPress, Blogger...