My new toy came in. =) Here are a couple of pieces out of the equipment that I received this past week. In addition, my boss gave me an old Minolta film camera with all of the lenses and filters, etc. I have to get the camera checked because it is not working right. Fun times ahead. :)
I've had some fun playing around with it and getting to know the equipment. There is still much to learn, but I've already enjoyed myself so much the last few days of working with this Canon. Wow! Neat Stuff....
Photo Fun....
"I Do" 23 Times?
A 68 year old woman from Anderson, IN has said those words just that many times. She also says "she would get married again, because life gets lonely." More information on this story is available here.
The lady of this Blog, thinks that once is quite enough. Especially when God is in it! ;)
The lady of this Blog, thinks that once is quite enough. Especially when God is in it! ;)
Simplicity.....
"I adore simple pleasures. They are the last refuge of the complex." ~Oscar Wilde~
Yesterday, I played the piano as Toni sang. There was no audience. Just she and I were present in the sanctuary, and a mike that was not even on (in her imagination it was). ;) Yesterday, she taught me patience, simple pleasure and how to love all over again.
*There is nothing quite like watching a 4 year old sing, with her hands upraised in absolute sincerity, "my heart belongs to you Lord, my heart belongs to you......"
Don't You Just Love a Love Letter?
The post I'm going to share popped up while I was reading a blog on Xanga. Upon reading it, I thought how true. We live in such a virtual society that some have forgotten the thrill of the written word. Have you ever received a card in the mail at just the right time? Did you get that warm, fuzzy feeling that comes just from knowing someone was thinking of you and you didn't even know it!?! Or, while going through the bills, you found a long, juicy letter from a friend? Did you take pleasure in sitting down, tucking your feet up under you, taking a sip of your vanilla chai tea latte and hearing the crinkle of crisp, colorful stationary as you opened the pages of a friend's life?
I remember all of us teenage girls having sleepovers at our youth pastor and his wife's home. He would be gone for the night, and his wife would pull out shoeboxes full of love letters. We would stay up all night as she read us the unfolding story of their love. Being emotional teenager's with stars in our eyes, we would ooohhh and awwww, we would tear up on some, we would roll in the floor screaming with laughter over others and some we would simply do the teenager thing. You know...the old rolling of the eyes with the whole "you've seriously got to be kidding me" facial expressions? I'll never forget, and the memory makes me smile every time I think of it. :)
I love letters! Someday, when my handsome prince comes, hopefully he'll be into love letters and cards. He'll be getting some from me. =) Text message, email, facebook messages, etc.... just doesn't quite have the same feel (although, I do love hearing from my friends even in those ways).
Just knowing that someone took the time, to sit down and write me to tell me about their life, or how special I am, or simply shared with me how wonderful life is, is such a wonderful feeling. It brings a smile to my face. In addition, I think about all of the love letters from God to me, and I'm so thankful for his written Word! I'm so glad that God doesn't try to take care of all our business with a quick text here, or an impersonal email there. Not to say technology isn't nice! I love it! However, I still love writing my friends, sending them a card, surprising them with a gift. Yes, even far away. Guess that is one of my love languages, and I hope it never changes! =)
Enjoy reading this and maybe you can relate just a little. It is somewhat nostalgic and took me on a journey back to Apostolic Faith Academy. Oh, how many notes we slipped under those wonderful dividers. Silly stuff, gooey stuff, prankster stuff, fun stuff, kind stuff and even stuff like, yes, "Do you love me? Check yes or no!" It's almost like a sweet savour that brings back a precious recollection. ~
Sunday, February 01, 2009
What Happened to Writing Love Letters?
by: datingish
What happened to writing letters?
When I was in middle school and high school, that's what we used to do. Passing notes was an art form with all the little ways you could fold it and the doodles across the page. We didn't have cell phones with text messaging and Blackberry e-mails or even Facebook and MySpace. Boyfriends and girlfriends would write each other letters, as would friends and admirers. I used to love getting letters at school in between classes... or even during class. To see in writing how someone felt about you was amazing. This warm feeling would wash over you and a smile spread across your lips. You couldn't help it, but you didn't want to.
When I was in middle school and high school, that's what we used to do. Passing notes was an art form with all the little ways you could fold it and the doodles across the page. We didn't have cell phones with text messaging and Blackberry e-mails or even Facebook and MySpace. Boyfriends and girlfriends would write each other letters, as would friends and admirers. I used to love getting letters at school in between classes... or even during class. To see in writing how someone felt about you was amazing. This warm feeling would wash over you and a smile spread across your lips. You couldn't help it, but you didn't want to.
Now, we get short text messages written in that unfeeling cell phone font sent thoughtlessly through the airwaves to a cold device in our back pockets. It's not personal anymore. I guess we all got lazy and stopped writing things out. Details get lost, feelings get passed over, you can't send sincerity, passion or sarcasm through a text message. It's all about the way it's physically written. It's about the thought, time and effort put into a letter that makes it so special and makes the person receiving it feel special.
Here's how you do it -
it's a letter from Ludwig Van Beethoven to his Immortal Beloved.
Even in bed my ideas yearn towards you, my Immortal Beloved, here and there joyfully, then again sadly, awaiting from Fate, whether it will listen to us. I can only live, either altogether with you or not at all. Yes, I have determined to wander about for so long far away, until I can fly into your arms and call myself quite at home with you, can send my soul enveloped by yours into the realm of spirits – yes, I regret, it must be. You will get over it all the more as you know my faithfulness to you; never another one can own my heart, never – never! O God, why must one go away from what one loves so, and yet my life in W. as it is now is a miserable life. Your love made me the happiest and unhappiest at the same time. At my actual age I should need some continuity, sameness of life – can that exist under our circumstances? Angel, I just hear that the post goes out every day – and must close therefore, so that you get the L. at once. Be calm – love me – to-day – yesterday.
What longing in tears for you – You – my Life – my All – farewell. Oh, go on loving me – never doubt the faithfullest heart
Of your beloved
L
Ever thine.Ever mine.Ever ours.
Do you write letters to your friends or loves?
:D Now, just imagine all of that angst poured into Beethoven's music.... I love it! Think I'll go write someone a letter...... ;)
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
