Awakening a Keen Observer

Saturday, August 18, 2018

Lucky me


Dear Friends,  
    I have been thinking of you all today and pray this finds you well.  It has been a week. 

Friday musing 

All of a sudden, as the saying goes, I realized that I am really lucky. Blessed some would say but I’ll go for lucky right now.  Why? Why? I hear you ask... because I have had the experience of the presence of God with me in ways that are completely real.  

Betsy was having surgery on her strabismus when she was 11 months old. We found a wonderful, wonderful doctor named Elizabeth Sowa.  We had taken Betsy in and she said, “Well you are just a darling beauty of a little girl, lets get those eyes so they work together.”. And she tickled Betsy’s toes.  I said, “Ok, You can do the surgery on my daughter.”  

As the time came for the surgery we could either come in the morning it was done or spend the night before in the hospital. We lived over an hour to the hospital and we had to be in really early so she and I spent the night.    The real trick was that I couldn’t nurse Betsy after midnight and keeping her from getting upset about that might have been tricky.  The crib had really high bars on the side and I had a rocking chair, thank God.  Betsy got a little fussy so I took her out of the crib and rocked her... the rest of the night as I prayed and prayed and prayed.

The room we shared with a little boy whose mother gave him Dr. Pepper and he was not quiet.
The little boy had his surgery the day before but was supposed to be still.   They brought his breakfast  and that made Betsy really hungry so I took her out.  The Doctor came in to see the little boy and saw him jumping.  “You can’t let him do that,” he admonished the mother, “we talked about this” .   I said as I passed ‘Well, it might be the Dr. Pepper she gave him when he woke up”.  The doctor glanced at me and pointed to the can by the bed.  

Betsy and I found an outdoor patio and it was really peaceful out there.   I just held her and walked and walked and walked and walked  and talked to her and tried to distract her from wanting to nurse.  I was out there for an hour.  

As the time grew closer for her surgery I really got anxious.  Then to my mind came this gift,  Bobbie, your mom and dad are praying and they are in Virginia, your aunt and uncle in Chicago are praying,  your cousins spread out all over,  your church members are praying... 
and as if ribboned streamers were drifting into the area from all directions, I felt overwhelmed with peace.  It was like the prayers were visible.  I felt them.  Anxiousness left.  (Add deep sigh). 

I went inside and John had arrived and it was about time for her surgery.  The gentle nurse came to take her and I handed her to John to hand over to the nurse.  No give her back her eyes are ok I was saying in my head. 

We went down to wait.   Hours passed. Hours Hours Hours..  Well really it was just about one hour  but time was skewed.  The Doctor came out ..big smile on her face, “ It went really well.  We had trouble starting an iv. but she was asleep when we were poking her for that.   I am really pleased.”  

We went down to the door outside recovery.  We could hear her crying, well screaming, and 
we weren’t allowed in.  Finally a nurse came out and ask for McGarey’s. They said one of you can go in and perhaps that will calm her.   John went.   I waited, immediately her crying stopped.   

They brought her out and though she was still some groggy she was as ready to nurse as I was to nurse her.   Again we settled in the rocking chair.  A few hours later the Dr. came in to check 
her out and we went home.  

I’ve tried to share that sense of this Godly presence so many times.  That real palpable feeling of peace that just rushed in and washed over me.  I’m lucky.  I can remember that time and the peace returns.   Yes I am lucky, blessed.  

Bobbie Giltz McGarey 
August 17, 2018 
ABQ NM 

Friday, January 12, 2018


John Denver sang 
If our lives could lie before us like a straight and narrow hughway
So that we could see forever before we took the ride 
We would never look to heaven make a wish, or climb a mountain, 
‘Cause we’d always know the answer what’s on the other side. 

Have you ever wondered what is aheadin your life.? 
Like where will I Be next month, or next birthday, or after a major event, like a graduation, 
Or wedding...
We don’t know
But we have made plans and provided for our wellbeing 
We have food in the fridge or in the cupboard
We have so many clothes we could never wear them all.  
We have a car, or two
We have books...lots of books 

What’s ahead?  I can’t say 
But God has a plan for our lives..a plan for Good 

Here we Go ! 


God abides
Bobbie Giltz McGarey
1/11/18



Saturday, May 30, 2015

Robin

So John and I were talking today and he said my car needed a new tag. My reply was...not till June...
Monday is June...or June is Monday.  Wait...excuse me ...did we skip May?
  The folks in Texas and Oklahoma would probably say the wished they had skipped May...at least that Flooding part of it...which still carries on.  The roller coaster at 6 flags in between FT.Worth and Dallas looks like a sea serpent as it comes out of the water only now and then.
     Robin....Bobbie...Robin
     I'm getting there
     Most folks could probably describe the robin ...
     Many people trying to identify a bird start with....is it smaller/bigger than a robin...
I happen to be quite fin of robins.  Probably because they were so common in Ohio where I grew up.  The cheerlip-cheerlope bright song some think is just not that interesting.   But the clear true sound is sweet to my ears.   There is one outside my Apt that has just finished her fledging her young. ( I caught them the other day with the Momma-bird feeding a good sized already flying young ).  She looked at me like What? 


     To me though it is the commonness of the Robin that makes it so very awesome.  Because they just go their way...bringing joy.  No big show... Just joy...early in the morning and late at night...joy...
Listen ...do you hear?   Sigh joy DONT miss another Month...slow down

God abides
Bobbie Giltz McGarey
@2015 

Sunday, April 05, 2015

Uncertain in between

Between


Although Easter was at a different time of year, this first week after Easter always reminds me of my father. It was at the end of this week that he died. He was young, 73 and I really thought I was going to have him be with my children far longer than he was. He did leave a lasting impression.
And you wonder sometimes if what you do makes any difference in the world. As I've been told, ministry, teaching, medicine, many of these kinds of jobs are those that have been described, 'they are like a tree which has been planted the shade of which you'll never get to enjoy. And that is true. We don't always or often do something that has an immediate result. Being with people makes you know that there are things you can do that make a difference. But most of the time we are not aware of those things. And that is ok.
Becauee all we do we do because we are doing this gift for God/Jesus so that God willknow our love for friends and famileis all across the area. It gives us an opportunity to say...just pass it on. that love from god.
Deep sigh.
Between this place in the next is like an uncertain imbetween. Only uncertain because we are limited by the love we put into everything we do.
Friend, enjoy God's love and pass it on.
Glory be toGod, alleluia! amen

Saturday, April 04, 2015

Holy Saturday

It's been a quiet introspective day..

I've often contemplated how the followers of Jesus felt this day.  It is empty Saturday.  It is not when the tomb was empty...but when we imagine the hearts of the disciples feeling empty, unknowing, fearful, questioning, trying to figure out what in the world they were to do now.  What do you remember he said... What do you remember he said we are to do...where are we to go...where will we be safe...how can we go on...
           Too many questions for one day...one night... For all of us to answer every morning...

To be ready to say...this day belongs to God.  Here I am...Send me...use me

Gracious mercy get your in fullest measure.

God abide
Bobbie Giltz McGarey
@2015 

Wednesday, December 10, 2014

OOOOO-AHHH

New Mexico
NewLife Presbyterian Church

If you live in New Mexico you are ever grateful for digital cameras.  Why?  Because there are so many awesome sights that come our way.  We have amazing sunrises in ABQ as the West Valley gets light before the sun rises over the Eastern Mountains.  The Sunsets are amazing too offering many
 OOOOOO-AHHH moments.  The fun part of the sunset is watching the seasons change as the sun sets in different places on the horizon during the varied times of the year.  

The above photo I took last year.  I loved the way the windows at church captured the reflection of
the of the sky to the south too.  

So, a digital camera that allows you to snap the images as they happen and then again if the first time wasn't the best is super.  

What do you reflect?  Looking at your life where are the OOOO-AHHH moments?  What times in your life did you stop and take a breath and enjoy that moment and be grateful?  What times did you find yourself shutting out the time because it was too painful or uncomfortable?  You don't have any of these times?  Good or Bad?  

Then I suggest you wake up to the day, to each and every day that you have, and say thank you for another day.  

And perhaps start that day with the intention of saying OOOOO-AHHH to something you see or experience or ….  

Write it down

God Abides
Bobbie Giltz McGarey 
#2014 

Thursday, October 16, 2014

Prayer sacrament

Mirriam webster

sac·ra·ment

 noun \ˈsa-krə-mənt\
: an important Christian ceremony



Every action of ours should be a prayer..a sacrament in the world.." 
Martin Buber


I've been wrestling with this line all day.  
After reading about the family in OK being killed by their 19 year old son,  a family we knew well when we were in Duncan, I've been trying to raise a prayer or two.  Where is the prayer in this? 

What if this was the first thing we taught our children about choices that confront them daily...would this action be a prayer? a sacrament in the world...a link to the Holy...how might that inform their choices?   

What if we did that too..let every action be a prayer. ..  If you think over the day you had yesterday...or the day that is just before you...how might that sentence inform your choices?  What if 10 friends started their day with this image...and then those 10 with 10. ...on and on...

Life in all its forms would be Holy.  The skies would be clear without pollution.  Monies would be spent for the uplifting of all for shelter, food, and education ...

What if that were a part of the measure we held up to our day?  In what ways did my actions serve as prayer? 

Could you do that for One day?    Would you try to do that?  Not just floating through the day...but consciously taking one step after another...being a prayer...being a sacrament.

Let's try.. Starting tomorrow...o God hear our Prayer. 

God abide, please 
Bobbie Giltz McGarey 
ABQ, NM
@2014