JWalking: The Blog

"He who offers a sacrifice of thanksgiving honors Me; And to him who orders his way aright I shall show the salvation of God." --Psalm 50:23 * * * Happy Thanksgiving, Friends and Family! * * * L et all things now living A song of thanksgiving To God the creator Triumphantly raise. Who fashioned and made us, Protected and stayed us, Who still guides us on To the end of our days. God's banners are o'er us, His light goes before us, A pillar of fire Shining forth in the night. Till shadows have vanished And darkness is banished As forward we travel From light into light. His law he enforces, The stars in their courses And sun in its orbit Obediently shine; The hills and the mountains, The rivers and fountains, The deeps of the ocean Proclaim him divine. We too should be voicing

L ast night, the school held its Exhibition and Recognition Night for the PTA Reflections program. For me, it marked an end (pretty much....) to months of work--executing promotional plans; receiving students' art and literature entries; finding and dining with judges; tabulating results; producing awards, certificates and a wrap-up movie; and coordinating last night. (Sigh!) Everything went very well last night. After some rough patches along the journey--and my technical difficulties dealing with my laptop and the school's projection system [I was so nervous about switching between PowerPoint and the movie and back that I kept hitting the 'ctrl' button instead of the 'fn' button. At least one in the audience said a prayer for me in that 30 seconds of "dead air." If you've had that kind of a moment, you can feel the sweat beading up about now....]--I can honestly say that last night was... A little sad! We got to put the kids' names up w

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I sat in the chair, looking up at CJ, when I noticed a beam of sunlight across her T-shirt. "Every kid in the neighborhood has just let out a little scream of joy," I said. The rain that had filled the day came to a pause--just long enough for the kids to have their moment of pretend and to collect the treats that would last them through.... well, I guess it depends on the kid (or the parent!). RJ2 had been on "door duty" most years--sometimes in costume, sometimes not. This year, she was adamant about donning a costume and joining friends in the street. She had a choice to be a bunny or a dancer. What she doesn't know is that her mama wore that tutu for her first dance recital! CJ's costume came together out of an evening of playtime she had with her sister. Santa was coming to visit with his big bag of toys. And to look like Santa, CJ put a deflated red rubber ball on her head. Upon entering the room, I said, "You look like an eraser." The penc