Normal (Auntie) Girl
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Homecoming
Thursday, October 9, 2008
Bracelet Story #6
This is my prayer bead bracelet. Yeah, it has honkin' big beads. My small group made these one night at my suggestion. My brain functions much like the Human PinBall. It is very hard for me to focus on anything for very long, and unfortunately that works for my prayers too. Sometimes I don't even finish a thought. I really hate it. I found this book Prayer for People Who Can't Sit Still, by William Tenny-Brittian. It is full of lots of ideas on non-traditional praying. I tried the one about prayer beads. The author explained that having a tactile experience while praying would make me focus. I thought...yeah right. And no kidding, it works. There are 10 beads on my bracelet and I feel that if I can pray about 10 things without losing focus, it is a miracle! I just touch each bead as I pray. Try it!
And if that doesn't work, the book will teach you to dance your prayers, draw your prayers, journal your prayers, sing your prayers, and prayer walk. And if you can sit down every day and talk to God without your brain interrupting, wow, I find that amazing!
Normal Girl
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Plymouth Colony
I feel very blessed to have a lot of information about my ancestors, and sometimes I think a lot about my ancestor, John Jenney, who lived in Plymouth Colony. He arrived in 1623 on the Little James, 3 years after the Mayflower. He and his family (wife Sarah and several children including Samuel, whose line I am in) were what we call pilgrims. You have also heard them called separatists, and they called themselves first comers. The whole reason that the separatists left their home was to be able to worship God in the way they felt was right. These were English people who left England and lived in The Netherlands before deciding to risk it all and go to the new world.
At that time, the Church of England was the national church and people had no say in how it was conducted. It became so much about hierarchy and titles and corruption, that it no longer felt like it was about God. The separatists wanted a church they felt covenanted to, one that was about the principles instituted by Jesus and His early followers.
I think about that decision process. They left everything they had ever known to go to an unknown wilderness. They did not know that they would even arrive safely. If they did arrive, they knew most of them would die. They could not bring their things with them. They left family and friends so far behind they would never see them again.
That is a statement about faith.
I may never have to make that kind of statement. We are so blessed to live in America where that statement has already been made on our behalves. Our ancestors came to this land to worship God. He drew them here and protected them until we stand here today. I find it so frightening that we have gotten so far from that statement of faith and reliance on God as a country. Today we have a different statement to make. This country was built by people who knew God and followed His will. The farther we turn from Him, the more trouble we will find.
Lesson over. So anyway.....this is the John Jenney house in Plymouth Colony. He started building it in 1624. This picture was not taken until 1640. HA! This is not the original house, but a correct replication. John left detailed drawings of what he built.
John Jenney built a grist mill in Plymouth Colony, so in a way, he fed the colony. Today, the mill is an educational facility that teaches about life in the 1600s. The Jenney line comes down through the generations to Ida Jenny (my great grandmother) to Ezra Taylor (grandfather) to my Mom, and then me. How cool is it to know that?
My paternal line in North America dates back farther than that, but that is another story....
What do you know about your ancestors??
Normal Girl
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
Life in a Small Town
I live in a small-ish town in Michigan. I love it. But, truth be told, there are some hard parts to get used to about living in a small town. Yesterday I went to the post office. I have learned not to go at lunchtime, so it was mid afternoon. There were 15 people standing in line and one guy at the window. The rest of the employees were having some kind of party in the back, judging by the singing, clapping and laughing. Perhaps they could offer a little entertainment when making me stand in line for 20 minutes. They do have a nice table with tons of old stamps decoupaged to the top, but I have already memorized that. Maybe I should make a customer entertainment proposal. Do I send that to the Postmaster General??
After that I stopped at the hardware store for a quart of paint. A man cut in front of me in line because he knew the man working the paint department. He was happy to see him. Ron and Jim had a marvelous time catching up and they even opened a bag of potato chips. While munching, Ron paid so little attention to what he was doing that he made Jim's paint My Little Pony Purple instead of the burgundy color requested. Then the process started all over. No complaints, but, couldn't they have offered me a chip while I was waiting for them?Normal Girl
Friday, October 3, 2008
Liz Curtis Higgs
Wonder Woman and the Librarian and I went to birthday dinner (thanks girls!) and then to hear Liz Curtis Higgs speak at a local church. I had read her book the Bad Girls of the Bible and enjoyed it. But in person, she was a riot. We laughed alot. I am recommending if you get a chance to hear her, go! Well, not if you are a guy. You probably won't get the jokes.
You will understand that God fully appreciates a well used sense of humor.
Normal Girl
Thursday, October 2, 2008
VP Debate
In case you did not catch the debate, here are the highlights:JB: Thank you so much Governor for joining me tonight, I hope the family is well.
SP: Oh, just anytime Senator. And might I say what a lovely tie you are wearing.
JB: Would you like to get started? I know you are probably a little jet lagged from traveling in, so maybe we can cut it off a little early.
SP: OK, would you like to talk about the war or tax cuts?
JB: Governor, I am going to leave it up to you, you choose.
SP: OK then, let's not talk, let's just go to the local soup kitchen, serve dinner and plant some flowers.
JB: Incredibly great idea. If everyone here pitches in one dollar, what a great meal we will be serving. Let's go!
I love political debates,
Normal Girl
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
Mom Teachings

There are so many things my Mom taught me throughout my life. Probably some of these sound like your Mom or even yourself. Hi Mom!
Not sure why I am thinking about this tonight, but it does occur to me that some of these things actually make sense now.
- wear clean underwear when you go out
- if it is worth doing, it is worth doing well (or perfect in some cases)
- get an education and be able to support yourself
- are you going to wear that?
- it is better to be one hour early than one minute late
- girls don't call boys on the phone
- someday you will need your sisters, be nice to them
- life is not always fair
- Jesus is watching
- no matter how old you are, you will always be my child
- you are older, you should know better
- you are too smart for that
- you don't have to go out with your friends every night
- finish what you start
- if you get your work done right away, you can go play without it hanging over your head
- you catch more flies with honey than vinegar
- some day when you have your own house, I am going to come stand on your couch
- never let woodchucks live in your backyard
Yeah, that last one was not said by Mom, but by me. The woodchucks are out a lot now because they are foraging for winter. I came home in the dark tonight and started talking to the woodchucks as I walked up to the door. I do that so they run away before I step on them. So, I was stomping and talking to them when I notice my new neighbor in her yard with her puppy.
NG: Hi, did you hear me talking to the woodchucks?
NN: Oh, we were wondering what that thing was. Do you think it will attack my puppy?
NG: It is bigger than your puppy, be careful.
NN: does it live under your deck?
NG: It lives with other woodchucks, a family of raccoons and some skunks anywhere it wants to. Don't you have holes in your yard?
NN: Yes, I wondered why we had holes. Why do you talk to it?
NG: (thinking it is a good thing I am talking to her and not Imaginina who would have said DUH!) So it runs away before I step on it. Don't let the puppy get into the hole.
Normal GIrl
P.S. Mom, when you are coming over to stand on my couch, let me know so I can get the camera batteries charged up.
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