Betty J. Slade

 

  • The tapestry that is us

    I am amazed when I stop and think about the many people that have come into my life. Moreover, when the differences that bring us together seem greater than similarities that would otherwise do the same. There is a passage in Jeremiah where God says that he has plans for us. To paraphrase, I know the meticulously woven purposes that I am skillfully, carefully and intricately weaving together for your future. Our lives are such a tapestry of texture and color that are ever greater enhanced by tho…

  • Trapped in a crazy family

    Trapped in a car wash with fighting teenagers in their 40s and trapped in my own voice and a husband who wants to ask me questions, I wanted to shout, "You're driving me crazy." I woke up this morning with a cold and my voice was raspy, scratchy and I couldn't speak. I went to bed feeling great and woke up sick. My Sweet Al said, "Don't talk. It hurts your voice. You sound terrible." With hoarseness, I said, "OK." "Hug?" "I said OK." "Hugh?" "Al, you are making me talk. You are asking me questio…

  • When we can't see the forest for the trees

    A widow sold my friend a 1957 red Chevy. It was polished and detailed with chrome, and roared when it rolled. My friend said to her, "Your late husband must have spent hundreds of hours on this car." Her response, "Yes, he did. I wished I had the time with him that he spent on his car." Apparently, the widow saw more clearly than her husband did, but it was too late. Ouch! When I heard this, I was nailed to the wall. I knew I was guilty of the same thing. I missed the wrestling banquet this year…

  • Out to pasture, or set free?

    "I think we can let go of this. I'll put it on the trailer and take it to the dump." "I'm not ready to let go. The memories are still fresh." The discussion was with our son over our outside furniture. Each year we move furniture from storage out into the yard in preparation for another summer season. Al's old blue tractor, a '50 Jubilee, has flowers planted in its front loader. Swings and gliders are taken down to the river where we sit and dream. For us, it's the best of country living, being …


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