Wednesday, June 15, 2016

Staycation in the Cherdo Nation

Surgeries, lawn care, paperwork, VBS, new grief, buying a house, selling a much-loved house (it's time), packing up a house, electrical work that zaps me of electricitiy for a day, your basic day-to-day stuff and general feeling of "whew!" followed by "dang...there's more..." leads me to make the executive decision to take a staycation. We all need one from time to time, and buddy - this is the time. 

I wish it meant I wouldn't be doing anything. That would be the icing on the cake.

Hope this is a great BOTB day for everyone, I'll be back in July with more tales from the flipside.

Seemed like a good pic for "bone tired." 
Hugs and love!

Tuesday, June 7, 2016

BOTB Results: "Come As You Are"

That's right, friends! David Crowder ran away with this battle and that is notable! Sarah Reeves' version of "Come As You Are" was beautiful and moving but in the end, I side with the majority. 

David Crowder started his career in music in an non-typical way while a student at Baylor University. Realizing that more than half of the students at this Christian university didn't attend church, Crowder and Chris Seay started the University Baptist Church in Waco, Texas. As a pastor there, he also led worship (plus music) and was soon approached about sharing his musical gifts with a wider audience. An album, Pour Over Me, followed in 1999 and the rest is musical history, as they say. After nine albums, the original David Crowder*Band disbanded and he went on to record as just Crowder.

One reason I like the David Crowder story is that he started a church while a student at Baylor. He pastored, he sang. He saw something lacking and didn't just "think" about doing something; he actually DID something. Regardless of your particular beliefs, I think we can all agree that we need more young people like that. It's inspirational.

So, let the humble victor sing us out with another song - the first one that brought him to my attention. Hope you like it!

Now, don't forget my friends and fellow Battle-mongers of the musical modes, and I'll see you back here on the 15th:

Monday, June 6, 2016

The Rising: Murder, Heartbreak, and the Power of Human Resilience in an American Town

Book Review: The Rising: Murder, Heartbreak, and the Power of Human Resilience in an American Town

True crime books are not for the faint of heart and too often turn the spotlight on the criminal trial. Author Ryan D'Agostino's well-crafted story about the horrific 2007 murders of the Petit family skillfully covers all the details and forensics while focusing on the one lone survivor: Dr. William Petit.

For the Petit family, the nightmare began when strangers broke into their suburban Connecticut home. Finding Dr. Petit asleep in a downstair sunroom, the assailants began their night of horror by beating Petit nearly to death with a ball bat. Miraculously, he survived; but barely. They tied him up rather than finish him off and moved on to the next victims, the wife and daughters. 

After binding the children, Hayley and Michaela, and Dr. Petit's wife, Jennifer, the house was scoured for valuables and cash. The disapointing haul let to the second phase of the crime as they forced Jennifer Hawke-Petit to go to their bank and withdraw a large sum of money. The promise of her family's safety must have given her pause; truly, these were not men who could be trusted. In a final act of unimaginable courage, she managed to pass on information about the ongoing crime. The cashier would later describe Jennifer as "petrified" as she was able to relay the details of their plight. The bank employee immediately notified local police who raced toward the family home. 

After returning to the house, the violation of the Petit family continued without mercy. Tied to a pole in the basement, Dr. Petit heard the rape of his wife and a comment from one of the attackers: "It will all be over soon." Investigators would later learn that his daughters were not spared the same indignity. Dr. Petit managed to excape and crawled towards a neighbor's yard, in spite of injuries were so severe that he was unrecognizable.  Realizing they were in over their heads, the attackers doused the house and victims with gasoline, set the home afire and attempted to escape in the family car - only to be met with by the police and captured. 

In the aftermath, Dr. Petit awoke in the hospital and found he was the only survivor of the prolonged assault. Yet, his life would go on and the story of his struggle to find his way and ultimate recreation of his life is heartbreaking in its details but ultimately, unbelievably, a story of resilience and hope. 

[I received this book free from the Blogging for Books program, in exchange for my honest review.] 

Wednesday, June 1, 2016

Lord, It's the Battle of the Bands

This music blogging event was first introduced by our friends and I'd like to give them a heartfelt "thank you":

Dear FAE has decided to depart the Battleground and I'm sad about that; send her good vibes, prayers or best wishes - just remember that she was and is our dear friend and we love her.

Our battles take place twice a month: on the 1st and 15th.  The results come six days later: on the 7th and 21st. That's when I return, total all of the votes, including mine (if necessary), and announce the winner. 

Tomorrow, Gonzo goes back to surgery. Summer begins, kids rush to the pool and activities and I am trying not to dwell on the fact that his summer will begin with pain and discomfort, followed by a lengthy recovery. It's a Mom thing to kick empathy in high gear. After the first two surgeries, Gonzo was a trooper and followed orders, but he his leg was not completely repaired. These things take time, I'm told. It's a step by step process. 

This return to immobility and dependence feels like a step backwards, though I know it is necessary. I'm shaking off anything short of thankfulness. My son came out of a bad accident alive; we are thankful for doctors who can perform amazing surgeries, for friends, and close family bonds that allow us to weather storms. Most of all, I'm thankful for God and his mercies. I'm thankful that we can come as we are and find healing for all kinds of broken. 

"Come As You Are"



I'm an equal opportunity comment-monger! Vote and let me know which one you prefer. But if you love the Battle of the Bands, and you KNOW you do, there's more where that came from:

See you back here on the 21st!