Category Archives: Contentment

Chin Up, Buttercup

So… The. Unexpected. Happens.

My day takes a different turn. Nothing earth-shattering. Just inconvenient.

After my earlier post this week, I dare not sit in my pity puddle. I am convicted by my stance on whining.

And may I say that I hate it when that happens.

What do I do?

My “younger me” flailed, pouted,  and dare I even say, whined. Shocker.

My circumstances defined my moments. I hate to admit that.

But in this season of my life,  I am greatly encouraged by the fact that my circumstances do not take my God by surprise. I am able to rest in His care in the midst of the  moment far more often than I did in the past. I still have my pity party moments…sometimes…

Again, what do I do?

In this 50ish learning curve, I …

Take a deep breath. Square my  shoulders.

Whisper my prayer… or shout it…depending on where I am…and the circumstance.

Keep moving.

Chin up, Buttercup. 

Flexibility is important. BUT… Prayer is CRUCIAL. My focus shifts when my chin lifts in prayer.

“Look to the LORD and his strength; seek his face always.” Psalm 105:4

P.S. Need I mention again, my earlier post on whining convicted me. Geez…

Write 31 Days

Day 6 

Catfish, Hushpuppies, Slaw, and Southern Wisdom…

Some places should never change…

and Bear and I enjoy eating at one such place…

Herb’s Catfish…

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Fried catfish, hushpuppies and slaw...Oh My!

Fried catfish, hushpuppies and slaw…Oh My!

It is one of our favorite little mom and pop places out in the middle of rural Georgia (officially called Oconee). This little gem is only open on Thursday, Friday, and Saturday evenings.

Their menu, which is printed on paper placemats, is centered around catfish dredged in corn meal and fried to a crispy perfection. Although other items are offered, why in the world anyone would want to order anything other than their catfish is a mystery to me.

This simple restaurant is a hubbub of activity on weekends in small town Georgia, and old faithfuls eat here weekly and have for years…

There are so many things I love about this place.

1) Its vinyl table clothes, long wood tables, benches,  paper plates, plastic utensils and paper cups are part of their comfortable and clean simplicity.

2) The staff and the customers are always  friendly…Southern hospitality at its finest.

3) The food is fresh, fried, and deeply Southern. There are some healthier options on the limited menu, but when I want to splurge…this is it. Cheese grits, Mama Herb’s slaw, hushpuppies, and fried fish…Heaven help me…Pass the Louisiana Hot Sauce and the bottle of Cane Patch syrup.

4) An unlimited supply of sweet tea is kept on the tables along with an ice bucket,  paper cups and those cute little plastic lemon shaped juice bottles…

Herb’s is a Polaroid snapshot of rural Georgia that is disappearing in the midst of our chain restaurant driven communities.  There is a familiarity found these around tables that is comforting.

Everybody knows you…

You don’t just slip in…

And if you are new in town, well, you won’t be by the time you leave.

Eating at Herb’s involves all of your senses…sight, taste, smell, and touch…It even involves your hearing…

Herb’s is about community and community involves conversation… long talks around tables, from table to table, and even across the crowded dining rooms.  It is a hoot to just sit and listen. Wisdom, political commentary, and the latest news flow as freely as the sweet tea and hot sauce. Free laughter, a smidge of gossip, and shop talk. . .

You don’t eat at Herb’s if you are in a hurry because it is about being present and intentional . . This place is a whisper from the past and  a reminder of simpler times.  It’s the perfect Friday evening place because it sets the tone for your weekend as you linger a little longer over sweet tea and  extra hushpuppies. . .

I always leave a heavier and wiser woman…

Dancing in the Dressing Room…Just for Fun!

Sometimes…

you have no choice…

…it just happens.
Dancing in the Dressing Room

shopping

Innocently…

It’s the combination of modeling  cute clothes in private and seriously fabulous music pumping through the store dressing room.

And when your happy song (“Little Black Dress” by Sara Barielles – click to listen to the song)  comes on

well…

HONEY…lock the door!

“I‘ll get my little black dress on

And if I put on my favorite song

I’m gonna dance until you’re all gone

I’ll get my little black dress on.
 
I got my little black dress on
And if I tell myself that nothing’s wrong
This doesn’t have to be a sad song
Not with my little black dress on…”

Before you know it, your body is swaying, you are turning around, shaking your hips and then…

you find yourself fully in the moment

dancing  and singing in the dressing room of your favorite store…

The mirrors are kind, you could care less if others are listening,

and the flattering backlit full length mirrors show you only what you want to see…

AND you are happy!

These are gentler, more merciful moments as opposed to those horrid pasty pale early spring bathing suit shopping excursions…

when you are facing the grim realities of extra winter poundage…

I am not a big fan of shopping, but  I have a favorite shop – J Jill.

This is one of the only places I ever try on clothes. I love their spacious dressing rooms…

The precious sales attendants  know me by name,

the lights in the dressing room whisper lovely things to me…

their music is a little eclectic and jazzy…sporting some  attitude…

The beauty, now,  is that shopping  and trying on new outfits becomes an aerobic activity…

I honestly hope that there are no cameras behind the mirrors…

What a show this would be!

Sassy music

increases the chances that I am going to spend money on

sassy clothes.

AND did I mention…

their music is fabulous…

I spend a good bit of money there.

Flannel Pants, Fuzzy Socks, and a Great Cup of Tea

Today I am thankful for life’s simple pleasures.

I have become pretty selfish with my free time, and today was no different. Not that I am anti-social, but after spending a day living life in a very public way at school with my students, the solitude and comfort of my home gives me great pleasure.

flannel pjs & fuzzy socks - Simple Pleasures...

flannel pjs & fuzzy socks – Simple Pleasures…

Flannel pants, fuzzy socks, and a great cup of tea are the “happy, happy” at the end of this day.

As a Crock Pot of pumpkin butter simmers, a delicious autumn scent fills my house,  and this scent is second only to the taste. Truly, it  is the little things that can turn a long day into a wonderful evening. The comforts of home and “homey” things are gifts from above.

“Godliness with contentment is great gain, for we brought nothing into the world and we cannot take anything out of the world But if we have food and clothing, with these we will be content.” 1 Timothy 6:6-8. 
 

Are you content with the little pleasures God pours into your life?

Take  time to  list some of the simple pleasures you enjoy each day and offer thanksgiving to the One who lovingly gives them.

The Gift of a Good Monday…Just Enough

“I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances. I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed — or hungry, whether living in plenty — or in need.” Philippians 4:11-13

Yesterday was a good day…

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On Monday,

there was the laughter of 4th graders, a little bit of rain,  a great cup of coffee in the  morning, dinner at home with my sweet man, and the knowledge of fuzzy socks and pajamas at the end of my day.  I know that this doesn’t sound like much to many of you, but for me it was good, and it was good enough…

I recently heard a recording of Christian author, Vicki Courtney, speaking  about the issue of “enough.”  Her point was that we are always running and  constantly searching for more. Why?

Why do we lack true contentment when we have so much for which to be thankful?

We constantly crave more…to fill up our empty spaces…

spaces which can only be filled with our Grand Creator, the very One who designed those spaces…

What is “enough” for you?

I’m not talking about settling for second best, or becoming complacent in our daily walk of faith with Christ…but

seeing the beauty of the  here and now …

embracing the simplicity of fewer choices…

and

being truly content with the manna we have been given for this day…

How many  of us really see a Monday for all it is and all it could be?
 

What about a Tuesday?

Father, with a heart overflowing with gratitude, I thank you for this day and the gift of living it solely to bring you glory. Amen.
 

Live in the whatevers today… whatever is true, right, noble, pure, lovely, righteous, excellence…Look for the praise worthy and offer it to the One who made all things…

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