Store Updates

Check Out Our Two Oversized Wall Calendars: (Comfort/Thinking Of You and John’s Fantasy Art

The oversized calendars display a different 11×17 poster each month. Open, they are 17×22 inches!

I wanted to do one with a sampling of John’s artwork, but since several of his posters are vertical I arranged them with great quotes about imagination. From the Calendar link click View Calendar Pages to view the design for each month.

I designed the Comfort/Thinking of You Calendar specifically for my mother and mother-in-law, but think others living in nursing homes or limited by illness will appreciate these pages. The calendar includes many of the 11×17 posters from our Comfort and Caregiver page. Paired with photographs or John’s artwork you’ll find comforting Bible verses or poems. And check out Our Christmas Store

Comfort & Caregivers Updated

Thanks to the great suggestions! I have added some pillows and keepsake boxes to the Comfort & Caregivers section of the store.  Also some little things like ornaments and magnets. Just for my MIL I added a few things with the “When” prayer. Almost every day when we talk she mentions how much she loves it. Of course, every time she reads something it’s like reading it for the first time…

Comfort & Caregivers

Catching Up

Not knowing what may come up in coming weeks I decided I must devote some time to Our Christmas Store.

This store is really expanding. You’ll find new cards and expanded gift sections. Would you believe we now offer over 100 gifts in our Gifts Under $5 section?

We are still completing work on the CDs of my mother-in-law’s restored music. There will be two CDs, one of classic hymns and one of Christmas music. My MIL has one of the most incredible voices I’ve ever heard, so this was a project we really wanted to complete, although we only had a bag of old badly recorded cassette tapes. John has worked wonders on the restoration. I’m not sure how long it will take for the CDs to be added, but I wished to get the rest of the store ready as soon as possible.

I also hope to add some of her recordings here. In time.

I had already planned to go to Chicago and Santa Fe in early December, but depending on how things develop I may need to go to Chicago sooner. My mother-in-law is recovering quite well from her hip surgery, but with Alzheimer’s she can’t be left alone. I’m not sure what will happen so am trying to catch up on as much as possible as quickly as possible.

Along with the Christmas Store I added a section of cards and posters called Comfort and Caregivers. Thinking about my mother and mother-in-law along with my sister and sister-in-law who sacrifice so much to care for them, I often feel there’s not much I can do from so far away. But we can let the caregivers and those requiring long-term care know they are not alone and certainly not forgotten. This was on my mind when I added this section.

Love Is An Orientation by Andrew Marin: A Review

I have wanted to review this book for months but find it nearly impossible to organize my thoughts into a coherent review. Don’t get me wrong. I love this book and wholeheartedly applaud Andrew Marin’s bridge-building work between Christian and gay communities.

I first became aware of the book from a review at Internetmonk.com.  After reading Love Is An Orientation I immediately bought five additional copies to give away. So, you see, while I struggle to write a review it has nothing to do with the content.

My problem, I find it difficult to write about this topic without my own emotions churning out of control.

I can’t discuss this book without my thoughts turning to a young family friend who practically lived at out house his senior year of high school. I didn’t know what was going on in his family, and didn’t pry. His only comment was that our house was quiet.

Years later this young man and his roommates were moving to a new apartment. I was helping them get the old place cleaned out. While the others took a load of furniture to the new apartment, he and I stayed behind to clean out the refrigerator. In the stillness of that empty apartment he told me everything. At 16 his parents found out that he was gay. They thought they could beat him into going straight.

He told me the whole story and the pain in my heart was unbearable. The next day, back home, I spent the entire day crying. How could parents do this to their own! Why?

Before that day, I would have said this really wasn’t my issue. After that day, after I cried until my eyes ached, I really didn’t have a choice. This cruelty must stop. We are also culpable by our silence. Do you know what compassion is, the compassion that Christ taught? It begins by looking at people as HUMAN! None of us are merely our sexuality.

Too often we look for one identifiable trait to label each person we encounter: The fat girl. The computer geek. The drunk. The great singer. The girl with a criminal record. The woman with the funny accent. That guy obsessed with politics. The boy with the really cool car. The annoying Christian. The man in the wheelchair. The gay guy. Once labeled it becomes so easy to file away in mental boxes marked Good and Bad or Desirable and Undesirable. Now, no longer diverse individuals with successes and failures, a past a future, emotions, aspirations, impulses and fragilities, we needn’t consider how much we may have in common. Once condemned or elevated by our labels, we may trample underfoot or place high up on pedestals. The labels make them, thems – maybe worse than us or better than us, but no way could they be us. And this, my friends, leaves no room for compassion.

Just as I suspected, I veered pretty far from the book I intended to review. But since some of you have also read Andrew Marin’s book, perhaps you will have more to say.

This is a close as I can get to a review:

If you are a parent and your son or daughter have just come out to you, or if you are a pastor and a member of your congregation wants to talk about same-sex attractions. If you are a teacher, friend, sibling, co-worker, neighbor, I beg you to read this book before you walk away and slam the door on this treasured individual.

Excerpt: A Time To Speak

This freeze was January 20 1977, the night before Jimmy Carter’s inauguration. Daddy always referred to it as ‘the Carter freeze’. He had always heard that it would snow in hell before another Southerner was elected president. There were snow flurries in south Florida and he thought Miami was pretty close to hell.

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