The stay in Nashville was as expected, very nice. We stayed at the Hampton Inn Nashville-Vanderbilt, 1919 West End Ave. in downtown Nashville. The hotel was once again, very nice, and clean with friendly staff, and on site parking for a $25 fee.
It was remarkably easy to get to, (which we did not expect arriving to a big city on a Monday), and their service was excellent, to include an excellent breakfast. Peach and I, although not really fancy, ate at Halls Chophouse, which was a short walk away from the hotel and it was EXCELLENT. Definitely, not something we are used to, as it was pretty fancy, and pricey, but it was worth every penny! The steak was the best I’ve had any place, ever, and the atmosphere perfect.
We will stay here again, if we come this way and probably eat at the same place.
Next, it was off to Columbia, Missouri, where we stayed at the Country Inn and Suites, 817 N Keene St. The hotel was very nice, and the staff friendly.
We did not eat breakfast there. We ate at Cracker Barrel instead. Never a complaint there from us! And then we were off again.
Our quick visit to Nashville was just right! The hotel was charming, and the staff very kind! But, Halls Chophouse was an unexpected pleasure, to be sure! Live music, quite the classy ambiance, wait staff who are extremely professional and good at what they do, which is help you navigate their offerings of delicious beef and wine!
Our waiter was a gentleman and the dessert (chocolate cake with fudge icing, and raspberry sauce) was scrumptious and more than Batman and I could eat together!
I loved that we could walk to it from the hotel!
Missouri was a quick shot and off again, as the travel ran long that day. More on that in another post!
Because the world can’t make enough British Murder Mysteries (of the sort we both like) we from time to time watch our ‘Rob Squad Reaction’ Channel, and take a Bee-Bop down memory lane.
Then every once in awhile, we go on an all out Rock and Roll binge of (mostly) 80s rock.
And as a completely sold out, Biblically rooted Jesus loving girl, I know we are not to be ‘stuck’ in the past. But, can I just ask if we can we just have the 80s back? I mean, the movies, the music, the vibes, everything was so hopeful! *Sigh*
I know the dissatisfaction we are all feeling is serving a good purpose. To cause us to search for The Only Real One, in a world of decidedly UNREAL.
But, I digress! I’m going to just leave some links to fun videos. Nothing new, all oldies AND goodies!
Eddie Rabbit – ‘I Love a Rainy Night’
Joan Jett ‘I Love Rock and Roll’
Stevie Wonder ‘Signed, Sealed and Delivered’
Pretenders ‘Brass in Pocket’
Def Leopard ‘Pour Some Sugar On Me’
While those times were simpler by far, and I can’t see, or hear a video from back then, or watch a movie from the 80s, without feeling the tug of the sheer, wide open, hopefulness and the ‘sky was the limit’ that that age was saturated in, I do know the times we are in, here and now, are an absolute privilege to be in.
As the story the Lord is telling, of the age we are in, begins to draw to a climax, there is a growing awareness we live in significant times and there is so much to be done! It can feel overwhelming and quite daunting really. But, if we take heart, and draw strength and wisdom from the One Who Made Us, each day, one day at a time, there is grace, so much grace to do more than we imagine!
With God, all things are possible, and the sky isn’t even the limit! Eye has not seen, ear has not heard, neither has it entered into the heart of man, what God has prepared for those who love Him! (Matthew 19:26, Mark 10:27, and 2 Corinthians 2:9)
How are y’all doing? We hope life is treating you good!
Tonight we had a little bit of porch sitting! First lightening bugs of the season! I just love all the glitter they make, sparkling here, and sparkling there. So lovely!
Then there were the wonderful Whip-poor-wills! Even a peacock or two!
Fun fact – Other than a one year stint I have never lived away from the sound of peacocks!
Being able to walk outside, take in the flowers, have a sit in the evening, have the occasional bonfire a few times a year, see and hear the wind in the leaves of the trees, watch Ole Glory wave in the wind on a summer evening, or a blustery day…these things matter to me more than I can explain.
Just going outside for a few minutes a few times a day is such a treat. My heart doesn’t understand how people who are surrounded by skyscrapers can get by like that. I know there is a different energy and benefit there. But, I would be lost.
Grateful for where the Good Lord planted us. There’s a verse I like in a favorite Psalm of mine. It comes from Psalm 16, which is just a short but powerful psalm.
“The lines have fallen to me in pleasant places; Yes, I have a good inheritance” — Psalm16:6, NKJV. I often tell the Lord this verse, ‘The boundary lines You have given me are good, Lord, they have fallen in pleasant places! I have a good inheritance! We have a good inheritance! The life You have given us us good! It’s better than we knew how to do on our own! Thank You, Father! For everything!’
That’s all I have tonight! Just grateful for my Batman! Grateful for our porch sitting time! Grateful for lightening bugs and Whip-poor-wills! Grateful for our wonderful sons, and daughters In loves, beautiful and handsome grandchildren, sweet, sweet siblings, and their spouses, nieces and nephews!
Oh! That reminds me! Batman got the honor to help a nephew get his tie just right for his prom date tonight!! So sweet to see!
I got to see him be born!! It was a first for me so it was a big deal!! where does the time go?!
Before you go to bed, I hope you can step outside and look up at the night sky, feel the night air! It’s just good for your soul!
Just a short post to say thank you to those who have liked and commented on my posts “The Bevan” I’m by no means a “writer” but I thought it would be fun to try and your encouragement helps, the story will go on, even I’m not sure what’s happening with all the side stories so hang in there and enjoy the ride if you like , and thank you all and have a blessed day!
“Every time we think of you, we thank God for you. Day and night you’re in our prayers as we call to mind your work of faith, your labor of love, and your patience of hope in following our Master, Jesus Christ, before God our Father. It is clear to us, friends, that God not only loves you very much but also has put his hand on you for something special.” — 1 Thessalonians 1:2-5, The Message
We lost my Daddy on 1 January this year.
He and my Mom had a wonderful Thanksgiving with my youngest brother and his wife and their daughters, and I am pretty sure that my Baby Sis and her family made it there as well.
In our family we did not have a set routine to celebrate Thanksgiving. So, each year we all did our own things, sometimes some of us connecting in various ways at various times.
A few scant days after, he took ill. It happened horribly fast, no time to adjust at each step of decline, before another step overtook us.
We are all walking with a limp now, I guess you could say. Walking it out, figuring it out, praying it out, talking it out, loving it out, faithing it out, sometimes crying it out.
Questions. So many questions. Memories. Unaccomplished wishes. Things to hold onto that make you feel close to him. Like he can live on in your lives and be instilled in your family dna.
Beyond the thousand little cuts where you can’t hug him, can’t introduce him to great grandkids, can’t text him, can’t call him, or drive the backroads to visit him, beyond all this hangs the question, ‘What’s he experiencing? What’s Heaven like for him right now? What is he doing?’
I don’t doubt it’s beyond our ability to conceive. Far, far richer, far sweeter, far deeper. But, I want to know. And I feel the Lord encouraging the question. “It is the glory of God to conceal a thing: but the honour of kings is to search out a matter. — Proverbs 25:2
Yesterday afternoon, all the way through last night, my thoughts and pondering peaked in this regard. Jesus taught during His time on earth, through the rabbinical style of asking questions, and still does today.
I found myself the last week or so wondering if my Father in law had met up with Daddy yet, for a cup of coffee and ‘catching up’, welcoming him to the place. We lost my Father in law in December 2014. I think of him every day. Miss him very much. See him in his son, my Batman, everyday.
Then I realized likely my Granddaddy would be at that table for coffee. We lost him in late March of 1983. I picture the men on the outside of a wooden building, under an overhang, as to a porch on an old style of a General Store.
I picture them smiling, talking, sipping, contemplating. The question came ‘Do you really think so?’ Yeah, I really kinda do. ‘Ok. Can you think of what you know from The Word that can help support that?’
I can. God is very relational. He created us for relationship with Him. He designed us not only in His image to have relationships, but also that we need one another, and each have different parts and pieces that only work best in collaboration with each other. The Church (Body of believers) is designed for us to work and be in relationship with each other. He designed us so that some friends are like family and some family are like friends. Yeah, I think that continues at a higher level in Heaven.
He let me steep in that picture for a little while and then took me around the table to what they might be saying:
My FIL, (sweet smile he had when he’s tickled): “I tell ya, I never imagined how much I would like it here. How welcome I would be. How much at home I would feel. I had no idea how good this would be!”
My Daddy, with eyes in wonder: “It’s more than everything I ever dreamed! I did not realize or expect to be so near to the Father and His Son, to be so near to Jesus, to see where all the prayers are kept! It’s absolutely overwhelming! It makes all the hell seem trivial in comparison to this!”
My GrandDaddy, looking at his coffee cup, kinda smiling: “You boys haven’t seen the half of it! Wait until you see what they’re working on!”
“Two others, both criminals, were taken along with him for execution.
When they got to the place called Skull Hill, they crucified him, along with the criminals, one on his right, the other on his left.
Jesus prayed, “Father, forgive them; they don’t know what they’re doing.”
Dividing up his clothes, they threw dice for them. The people stood there staring at Jesus, and the ringleaders made faces, taunting, “He saved others. Let’s see him save himself! The Messiah of God—ha! The Chosen—ha!”
The soldiers also came up and poked fun at him, making a game of it. They toasted him with sour wine: “So you’re King of the Jews! Save yourself!”
Printed over him was a sign: this is the king of the jews.
One of the criminals hanging alongside cursed him: “Some Messiah you are! Save yourself! Save us!”
But the other one made him shut up: “Have you no fear of God? You’re getting the same as him. We deserve this, but not him—he did nothing to deserve this.”
Then he said, “Jesus, remember me when you enter your kingdom.”
43 He said, “Don’t worry, I will. TODAY you will join me in PARADISE.” — Luke 23:32-43, KJV
Yesterday as Batman and I walked out the front door for a quick trip to town to get salt for the water softener, the warm summer breeze just mentally swept me away!
I said to Batman with a happy smile ‘A hot summer day.’ Usually that would mean mosquitoes, sweat and hair attacked with the frizzies from humidity. But, yesterday it meant everything but!
It meant warm breezes that soothe your soul, and keep the bugs away and a dry heat, not humid. It meant blue skies that don’t quit! Green oak, bay and pine trees! Tweety birds here and tweety birds there! Freshly cut grass! (Thank you, Batman!)
As I got in Batman’s truck, I was remembering past summers. Summer after summer. When we were younger, and the kids were small, and when we were kids ourselves. Summer was a time of low key, anything could happen, there might be an adventure around the corner, let’s climb this tree, let’s make a dribbled sand castle at the beach, homemade ice cream, hamburgers on the grill, lemonade, standing on the big wooden (cable?) spool like it’s a stage, singing Tanya Tucker’s ‘Delta Dawn’.
Praying your parents don’t make you come in for a bath just yet! Being told you look like a tornado ‘hit ya’ (that was code for girl, your are a dirty mess!) which I looked down at myself and assessed they were correct! I was quite pleased with myself!
Sometime ago I realized that to this day when I smell fresh cut grass, I cheer up immediately. Not only because it just smells good, but it immediately takes you back to those wonderful, ‘anything is possible’, summer days! More recently I realized part of that joy, was the fact that getting the grass cut was a success. Dad never had a new lawn mower, so it meant often a lawn mowing task entailed a bit of fighting with the mower to either get it started or keep it running. Once it was cut, we all immediately loved the way it looked and smelled and sort of celebrated another round of a long term battle with the mower, chalking up another win! It felt…prosperous! Not everybody won their battle back then, more so today because we all are more prosperous, whether we realize it or not!
Oh the thrill of school being completed for another year, and being ‘out’ for the summer, (thanks Alice Cooper), of knowing our kids would have water play, run around and have wars and play hide and seek combat style in the neighborhood, and be able to sleep in and have more time with us in the evening, sleep overs, forts, dirt bikes, endless good hearted mischief. It was a good feeling, even if we had to leave them and go to work!
Our two sons have been raised a long, long time and now each have their own families. I still, to this day am happy when school is out for the summer! Just the thought of the good times available to millions of kids everywhere, gives me a lighthearted feeling!
My sweet brother thinks this feeling might be because no school traffic on our respective ways to work. Hmmm…that might be it, too! 😆😆
It’s funny, I was telling Batman that while summer days take me back, fall and winter days I think I’m firmly in the wonder of the NOW! That is a story for another day!
“And God said, Let the earth bring forth grass, the herb yielding seed, and the fruit tree yielding fruit after his kind, whose seed is in itself, upon the earth: and it was so.
And the earth brought forth grass, and herb yielding seed after his kind, and the tree yielding fruit, whose seed was in itself, after his kind: and God saw that it was good.” — Genesis 1:11-12
It’s been a minute since I could slow my roll and make a post without likely falling asleep!
I think I may have mentioned we have two new grand kids coming this year! 🥰🥰🥰🥰
Our youngest son and his sweet girl had a ‘Gender Reveal’ party at the first of this month. She is very organized and really gifted for decorating and doing so in a thrifty fashion!! I’m so amazed at and proud of her mad skills! Everything was super cute and pink and blue, with lots of ways for the attendees to stake their claim on if the baby is a girl or a boy!
My heart was so full for about a week and half I couldn’t process any writing! Then it was work, work and here — take some more work!! 🤣🤣
But you know, I do not say that in complaint! Work is absolutely a blessing! We are made to sharpen our skills and accomplish and serve and lead and train and help and provide! I’ve been both ways, and working is BY FAR the better! Whether I worked as a housewife and homeschool mom and writer or keeping a friend’s child or as a Sergeant in a law enforcement agency that was leading the way for Florida back in the day, or in insurance sales and firearms training, there are so many ways we contribute, we grow and we learn.
It’s only that I need more sleep than I use to, so I can’t burn the candle at both ends like I did back in my 20s and 30s and somewhat in my 40s!
So, the days have been so full and among them has been seeing to little details for Batman’s upcoming retirement. There’s a lot of paperwork. Lots of questions with answers sought and comprehension eventually acquired! I remember the days when we longed for and sought for this job, this calling. I remember the struggles and sacrifice and much heart ache, adrenaline rushes, exhaustion, and steady grinding. I’m not entirely sure he understands the depth and breadth of what he has accomplished. All with and through the Grace of God and his own willingness.
I am so grateful and excited for his upcoming next. Scriptures tell us, our latter shall be greater. The path of the just is as the shining sun, shining more and more unto the perfect day!! I’m completely believing that for him, and for me with him! Just. Getting. Started.
We share birthdays so to speak, my birthday being the day after his! Which is awfully handy!
We started last year getting some of our family together to celebrate on Batman’s birthday and this year was just overwhelmingly everything good and joyful! He grilled and I cooked side dishes and baked. And my brother and his tribe came and our sons and their families!
There was a little friendly horseshoe competition between the guys and lots of wrangling the littlest of the younguns!
We are blessed to have so much family to enjoy! I know this sounds sappy, and I’m quite ok with that! The last two years prior to this, while filled with much of The Lord’s much needed Grace and blessings, were very painful in lots of ways. So, I believe celebration for accomplishments, progress and just altogether sweetness of life are important to life! 😍👏🏻👏🏻
We capped it off by sparklers, and the youngest three of the affectionately known as Sugarboogars, had not so far had an opportunity to experience such things just yet!
There were much squeals of shock and awe and utter delight! Oddly none of them were afraid! Even the almost two year old Loved them! I can’t imagine where they got that from! 🙃 But, I will say my second favorite holiday is Independence Day!! 🎇🎆🎇🎆
I am praying this year draws Batman even closer to the Lord and fills his heart with joy and peace and old dreams fulfilled and new dreams dreamed! That the Lord teaches me how to be more of a surprise and blessing to him! He’s beyond good to me! So very grateful for him!
“Though I walk in the midst of trouble, thou wilt revive me: thou shalt stretch forth thine hand against the wrath of mine enemies, and thy right hand shall save me.
The Lord will perfect that which concerneth me: thy mercy, O Lord, endureth for ever: forsake not the works of thine own hands.” — Psalm 138:7-8