Still blogging

Well it is about time to get back to writing here,   I’ve got a wordpress page but I’m not sure how it works this one is so much easier to navigate,

   How can we be beyond Easter.  Somehow the year seems much longer when Easter is this late,  the thoughts of Easter being that change of the year, next Pentecost, then family and Christmas,
    It seems that we should know how fast the Earth turns and take us with her.  We don’t just fly off the earth. I guess that there is reason to appreciate gravity.
    Keep your feet grounded. Don’t get seduced by flying, scream when you go down to the river to face fish,  
Be well and happy
God abides
Bobbie Giltz mcrgarey.


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Do you wonder?

Grace is yours

Do you sometimes wonder about the stories that could be told by an old house?


Tell me who you were?  Tell me about the family — Joys —Sorrows—What made you laugh or cry—were there children—what were their names — did you have a dog—what was your Momma’s name—where did your people come from —-

Her name was Margie-joe. She was named after her grandparents who lived with the family their whole lives.  Her momma had been a hard birthing and there would be no other children.
They loved each other.

Sure there were times when they had a quarrel. You know, when do we let the dog stay inside because it’s a bad storm?  Or spending money frivolously on a new dress for the little girl for church so for a while they looked like they were doing ok.  Ok was about the best they ever did.
They loved each other.

God abides
Bobbie Giltz McGarey
@october102018
Albuquerque NM 

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 

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

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 

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

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