tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33826292641751271672020-01-29T04:19:06.155-05:00Widow’s Christian PlaceYou're not alone. Here's a safe place, a growing place, a way out of the shadows of grief . . . This blog provides resources and Biblical direction for helping you trust Jesus through one of life's most difficult challenges.Ferree Bowman Hardyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10739485535852107104noreply@blogger.comBlogger1658125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382629264175127167.post-30673270121985483492020-01-20T10:08:00.000-05:002020-01-20T10:08:36.280-05:002 Events Coming Soon! I Hope You Can Come!Saturday, Feb. 15 I'll be presenting a seminar in Ohio's "Amish Country."<br /><b><span style="color: purple;"><br /></span></b><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: purple;">February 15</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: purple;">"Shining Light On Our Sorrow &amp; Hope"&nbsp;</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: purple;">9:00 - 3:00</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: purple;">Fairlawn Mennonite Church</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: purple;">Apple Creek, Ohio</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: purple;">Tickets: $10.00&nbsp;</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;">(includes coffee &amp; lunch &amp; Postcards From the Widows' Path)</div><div style="text-align: center;">RSVP by Feb. 1 to Sheila 330.446.5064</div><div style="text-align: center;">Seating is limited so call soon</div><div style="text-align: center;">Hosted by "Broken Restoration" a local group of widowed and divorced women&nbsp;</div><div style="text-align: center;">who support each other through all the challenges of forging a new chapter of life.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">The first weekend in March I'll be facilitating a small group at the Widow's Journey Retreat in Maryland.&nbsp;</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: purple;">March 6-8</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: purple;">Widow's Journey</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: purple;">Sandy Cove Ministries Retreat Center</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: purple;">North East, Maryland</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;">(approx. one hour drive from either Philadelphia or Baltimore,&nbsp;</div><div style="text-align: center;">on the northern shores of Chesapeake Bay)</div><div style="text-align: center;">Check out the program <a href="https://www.sandycove.org/events/widow-s-journey-march-6-8-2020/speakers-guests/">here.&nbsp;</a></div><div style="text-align: center;">(I look forward to re-connecting with Miriam Neff and Jennifer Sands who are both mentioned in my book!)</div><div style="text-align: center;">Look into pricing <a href="https://www.sandycove.org/events/widow-s-journey-march-6-8-2020/pricing-registration/">here</a>. Prices are per person.&nbsp;</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>If you register please let me know and let's have dinner together on Friday night.&nbsp;</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>Email me at&nbsp;</b></i><i><b>WCplace@gmail.com so we can coordinate.&nbsp;</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>This retreat has been such a blessing and turning point for so many. And with Gayle Roper's leadership and connections you will be greatly encouraged by each of the speakers.</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><br /></b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="/2018/03/pictures-with-friends.html">2018 pictures</a>&nbsp; &nbsp; <a href="/2019/03/widows-journey-retreat-2019-sues.html">2019 post</a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8XVK3Qu3P6A/WlJz7DnfFrI/AAAAAAAAGEM/Moa3i-ghXwAs1KZL124ZWoWx8nZ9FFxKQCPcBGAYYCw/s1600/widows%2Bjourney%2B2018%2Bretreat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1061" data-original-width="1600" height="212" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8XVK3Qu3P6A/WlJz7DnfFrI/AAAAAAAAGEM/Moa3i-ghXwAs1KZL124ZWoWx8nZ9FFxKQCPcBGAYYCw/s320/widows%2Bjourney%2B2018%2Bretreat.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Ferree Bowman Hardyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10739485535852107104noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382629264175127167.post-23072573389918216532019-12-31T08:00:00.000-05:002019-12-31T08:00:01.266-05:00A Widow's Daily Bible Reading Guide <h3 class="post-title entry-title" style="background: url(&quot;https://resources.blogblog.com/blogblog/data/rounders/icon_arrow.gif&quot;) 10px 0.5em no-repeat rgb(255, 255, 255); border-color: rgb(187, 187, 187); border-image: initial; border-style: dotted; border-width: 0px 1px 1px; color: #333333; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 17.0235px; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; padding: 2px 14px 2px 29px;">A One-Year Bible Reading Plan for Widows 2020</h3><div class="post-header-line-1" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.61px;"></div><div class="post-body entry-content" style="background-color: white; border-color: rgb(187, 187, 187) rgb(187, 187, 187) rgb(255, 255, 255); border-image: initial; border-style: dotted; border-width: 0px 1px; color: #333333; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.61px; margin: 0px 0px 0.75em; padding: 10px 14px 1px 29px;">Dear Friends,<br /><br />I can't say "Happy New Year," not when hearts are far from happy and a calendar of sorrow looms ahead.&nbsp; But I do have a gift for you...<br /><br /><div>Start this new year by using a Bible reading plan. It helps us know what to do next---and in the fog of grief that's exactly what we need!.&nbsp;</div><div><br />I first posted this plan about 2 years ago, after about 2 years of trial and error to develop it. Although other other plans will get you through the Bible in a year or two, most widows are too distracted to read 3 or 4 chapters of the Bible each day--it's too much to take in.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>So that's where my plan comes in:&nbsp;</div><div><ul><li>You'll read the entire New Testament, many Psalms, all of Proverbs, and all of Ruth&nbsp;&nbsp;</li><li>You'll read the 4 gospels (Matthew, Mark, Luke and John) one per season--winter, spring, summer, fall.&nbsp;</li><li>You can start reading, or get back on track reading at any time without feeling like you have to "catch up" because books do not overlap into the next month.&nbsp;</li><li>Most months start out with a section of Psalm 119 to remind us of all the excellent things God's Word does for us!&nbsp;&nbsp;</li></ul><div>TO PRINT: Click the small images of the plan in the column at the right. (If you are viewing this blog post on a cell phone or email, you might need to click on the title at the top this page to get to the actual website). If you need me to mail you a printed copy please send a self-addressed, stamped envelope to me at Ferree Hardy, 122 Breckenridge Place, North Augusta, SC 29841. I'll be happy to mail you one at no charge. You may reprint as many copies as you need.&nbsp;</div></div><div><br /></div><div>Reading the Bible anchors our day with encouragement, wisdom, hope and comfort. It gives us perspective and perseverance because it enables us to see the big picture of God's love and faithfulness. I hope you will get into God's Word this year and that this Bible-reading plan will be a helpful and tremendous blessing as you start into 2020!</div><div><br /><iframe height="380" src="https://drive.google.com/file/d/19YUQpimuE-FzR4fi40TtX5Z1Z01eXzF3/preview" width="400"></iframe><br /><br /><br /><iframe height="380" src="https://drive.google.com/file/d/1rz7dwVjMQmlvit88wgTCHSQS8LGo-LAV/preview" width="400"></iframe><br /></div><br /></div>Ferree Bowman Hardyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10739485535852107104noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382629264175127167.post-41652855551403660352019-12-29T19:19:00.001-05:002019-12-30T06:57:44.997-05:00A New Year, A New Decade, A New Beginning<div dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><div id="E51" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E51" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, &quot;Arial Unicode MS&quot;, Arimo, &quot;Microsoft Sans serif&quot;, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.38; list-style-type: none; padding: 0px;"><span id="E52" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E52" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">“Word of the Year”</span></div><div id="E53" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E53" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, &quot;Arial Unicode MS&quot;, Arimo, &quot;Microsoft Sans serif&quot;, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.38; list-style-type: none; padding: 0px;"><span id="E54" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E54" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"></span><br /></div><div id="E55" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E55" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, &quot;Arial Unicode MS&quot;, Arimo, &quot;Microsoft Sans serif&quot;, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.38; list-style-type: none; padding: 0px;"><span id="E56" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E56" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">It’s the beginning of a brand new year. Do you ever wonder what lies ahead? Have you ever chosen a single word that will be your goal for the new year? </span></div><div id="E57" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E57" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, &quot;Arial Unicode MS&quot;, Arimo, &quot;Microsoft Sans serif&quot;, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.38; list-style-type: none; padding: 0px;"><span id="E58" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E58" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"></span><br /></div><div id="E59" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E59" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, &quot;Arial Unicode MS&quot;, Arimo, &quot;Microsoft Sans serif&quot;, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.38; list-style-type: none; padding: 0px;"><span id="E60" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E60" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Last year at this time I had an impression that Tom and I would be going into a year of transition. Offhandedly I told him that our word of the year was “transition.” I had no idea what I was in for---and I apologize for not being able to keep up with this blog. If you prayed for me I thank you---I needed it, and please don't stop! </span></div><div id="E61" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E61" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, &quot;Arial Unicode MS&quot;, Arimo, &quot;Microsoft Sans serif&quot;, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.38; list-style-type: none; padding: 0px;"><span id="E62" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E62" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"></span><br /></div><div id="E63" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E63" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, &quot;Arial Unicode MS&quot;, Arimo, &quot;Microsoft Sans serif&quot;, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.38; list-style-type: none; padding: 0px;"><span id="E64" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E64" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Transition is that part of childbirth also known as “hard labor.” But I am happily past that part of my life so no hard labor for me, right? The word usually just means change. It seemed like a reasonable word for the year because we planned to switch our membership to another church. That wasn’t an easy decision; I’d leave my job at the church’s school too. I loved my job, but it was the right time to leave. The hard labor of transition seemed like an appropriate term for our change, but I didn’t give it much thought. </span></div><div id="E65" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E65" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, &quot;Arial Unicode MS&quot;, Arimo, &quot;Microsoft Sans serif&quot;, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.38; list-style-type: none; padding: 0px;"><span id="E66" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E66" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"></span><br /></div><div id="E67" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E67" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, &quot;Arial Unicode MS&quot;, Arimo, &quot;Microsoft Sans serif&quot;, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.38; list-style-type: none; padding: 0px;"><span id="E68" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E68" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">However, a few months later Tom reminded me of our word of the year and said it might be more than I’d thought. Within days he was without a job.</span></div><div id="E69" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E69" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, &quot;Arial Unicode MS&quot;, Arimo, &quot;Microsoft Sans serif&quot;, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.38; list-style-type: none; padding: 0px;"><span id="E70" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E70" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"></span><br /></div><div id="E71" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E71" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, &quot;Arial Unicode MS&quot;, Arimo, &quot;Microsoft Sans serif&quot;, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.38; list-style-type: none; padding: 0px;"><span id="E72" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E72" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">It was a perfect storm. We were between churches. Now we were both between jobs. We put our house up for sale. We decided it was time to down-size. We didn’t need extra bedrooms, playrooms or workshops. And what about my chickens--Natalie, Emily and Marti? They were the first things to go along with their sweet little chicken coop. (To a 4-H boy, not the stew pot!)</span></div><div id="E73" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E73" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, &quot;Arial Unicode MS&quot;, Arimo, &quot;Microsoft Sans serif&quot;, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.38; list-style-type: none; padding: 0px;"><span id="E74" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E74" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"></span><br /></div><div id="E75" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E75" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, &quot;Arial Unicode MS&quot;, Arimo, &quot;Microsoft Sans serif&quot;, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.38; list-style-type: none; padding: 0px;"><span id="E76" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E76" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">There’s much more to this story, but on top of it all my dad died. My mother had passed away sixteen months earlier but when my dad died was when the loss of them both really sunk in. I’d been wrapped up in trying to help Dad deal with his grief; and then seeing him come out of his shell and start relating to us kids on a whole new level as a sweet, godly man and a very good friend. But now my parents were both gone. Their apartment was emptied and rented to someone new; I could never return. There was no longer a phone number to dial; no more birthdays or anniversaries to celebrate with them. Their earthly lives are my memories, some tombstones in a snowy cemetery in Wisconsin and what feels like a dark weighty stone in my life. </span></div><div id="E77" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E77" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, &quot;Arial Unicode MS&quot;, Arimo, &quot;Microsoft Sans serif&quot;, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.38; list-style-type: none; padding: 0px;"><span id="E78" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E78" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"></span><br /></div><div id="E79" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E79" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, &quot;Arial Unicode MS&quot;, Arimo, &quot;Microsoft Sans serif&quot;, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.38; list-style-type: none; padding: 0px;"><span id="E80" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E80" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">God could have given me the words “Unemployment,” or “Death” to prepare me for what 2019 held. But have you noticed He never gives us words that don’t embody hope? Transition is the last phase of childbirth so I must ask myself, “What is God up to? What new creation is coming into my life now?”</span></div><div id="E81" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E81" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, &quot;Arial Unicode MS&quot;, Arimo, &quot;Microsoft Sans serif&quot;, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.38; list-style-type: none; padding: 0px;"><br /><span id="E82" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E82" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"></span></div><div id="E83" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E83" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: white; color: black; display: block; font-family: Arial, &quot;Arial Unicode MS&quot;, Arimo, &quot;Microsoft Sans serif&quot;, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 1.38; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px; orphans: 2; padding: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration-color: initial; text-decoration-style: initial; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span id="E84" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E84" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">My year of transition still cannot compare to the sorrow of widowhood--that still stands as the hardest time of my life, but God does not change. He consistently and faithfully offers hope in the very deepest of losses and darkest of days. This is a truth that I’ve been fighting very hard to understand and apply. </span></div><div id="E83" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E83" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: white; color: black; display: block; font-family: Arial, &quot;Arial Unicode MS&quot;, Arimo, &quot;Microsoft Sans serif&quot;, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 1.38; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px; orphans: 2; padding: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration-color: initial; text-decoration-style: initial; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E84" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></div><div id="E87" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E87" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, &quot;Arial Unicode MS&quot;, Arimo, &quot;Microsoft Sans serif&quot;, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.38; list-style-type: none; padding: 0px;"><span id="E88" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E88" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I can’t tell you all I’ve been going through, (I even moved 2 times!) but one day when I was at one of the lowest and loneliest points of all I cried out to the Lord to please encourage me and let me know I wasn’t alone. Eventually I dried my eyes and wiped my nose. I got up from the floor ready to get on with my day. Then I checked my email, and like a hug from above, there was a note from a stranger. </span></div><div id="E89" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E89" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, &quot;Arial Unicode MS&quot;, Arimo, &quot;Microsoft Sans serif&quot;, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.38; list-style-type: none; padding: 0px;"><span id="E90" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E90" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"></span><br /></div><div id="E91" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E91" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, &quot;Arial Unicode MS&quot;, Arimo, &quot;Microsoft Sans serif&quot;, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.38; list-style-type: none; padding: 0px;"><span id="E92" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E92" style="color: #212121; display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">“Hello my name is Joyce Miller and I am part of a group called Broken Restoration, a support group for widows and divorced ladies. We are wondering if you would consider coming to Ohio for Valentine’s Day for a seminar?”</span></div><div id="E93" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E93" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, &quot;Arial Unicode MS&quot;, Arimo, &quot;Microsoft Sans serif&quot;, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.38; list-style-type: none; padding: 0px;"><span id="E94" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E94" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"></span><br /></div><div id="E95" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E95" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, &quot;Arial Unicode MS&quot;, Arimo, &quot;Microsoft Sans serif&quot;, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.38; list-style-type: none; padding: 0px;"><span id="E96" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E96" style="color: #212121; display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Oh my! I was so surprised! Of course I wanted to go but really, there was no way I could. Ohio? In winter? Ice? Snow? Driving all that way? I asked Joyce to give me a few weeks to see if my life might settle down a bit. After a few weeks it did not, so I told her, “I’m sorry, I can’t.” But in my journal I wrote, “It’s impossible but I really think God wants me to do it.” </span></div><div id="E97" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E97" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, &quot;Arial Unicode MS&quot;, Arimo, &quot;Microsoft Sans serif&quot;, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.38; list-style-type: none; padding: 0px;"><span id="E98" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E98" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"></span><br /></div><div id="E99" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E99" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, &quot;Arial Unicode MS&quot;, Arimo, &quot;Microsoft Sans serif&quot;, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.38; list-style-type: none; padding: 0px;"><span id="E100" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E100" style="color: #212121; display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Joyce graciously let me know she was disappointed but she understood. And then about two weeks later she asked me again. </span></div><div id="E101" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E101" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, &quot;Arial Unicode MS&quot;, Arimo, &quot;Microsoft Sans serif&quot;, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.38; list-style-type: none; padding: 0px;"><span id="E102" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E102" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"></span><br /></div><div id="E103" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E103" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, &quot;Arial Unicode MS&quot;, Arimo, &quot;Microsoft Sans serif&quot;, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.38; list-style-type: none; padding: 0px;"><span id="E104" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E104" style="color: #212121; display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">So I will be in Ohio. In February. In the snow, and cold, and the winter coat that I did not let go of when we were downsizing. </span></div><div id="E83" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E83" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, &quot;Arial Unicode MS&quot;, Arimo, &quot;Microsoft Sans serif&quot;, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.38; list-style-type: none; padding: 0px;"><span is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E84" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"></span></div><div id="E109" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E109" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.38; list-style-type: none; padding: 0px; white-space: normal;"><span id="E110" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E110" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"></span></div><br /><div id="E107" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E107" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: white; color: black; display: block; font-family: Arial, &quot;Arial Unicode MS&quot;, Arimo, &quot;Microsoft Sans serif&quot;, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 1.38; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px; orphans: 2; padding: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration-color: initial; text-decoration-style: initial; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span id="E108" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E108" style="background-color: white; color: #212121; display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I’ll share about the words I did not let go of either: words from the Bible like truth, grace, kindness, rest, honesty, love, mercy and most of all hope for when life transitions in some hard and unwanted ways. Would you like to come? I’d love to meet you. </span><br /><span is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E108" style="background-color: white; color: #212121; display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span><span is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E108" style="background-color: white; color: #212121; display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Save the date: Saturday, February 15 at Fairlawn Mennonite Church in Apple Creek, Ohio, in the heart of Amish country. Let's begin anew and get through the year ahead together. I'll send out details asap. </span></div></div>Ferree Bowman Hardyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10739485535852107104noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382629264175127167.post-74634845312125123642019-11-07T21:20:00.003-05:002019-11-07T21:20:59.562-05:00What Are You Resources?This page is a supplement to chapter 11 in my book, Postcards from the Widows' Path.<br /><br />Asking for help to find resources is a dreaded situation, I know. But don't give up, help is out there! In most cases the widow<b><i>&nbsp;must</i></b>&nbsp;take the initiative and reach out for help. (People cannot read your mind). And be persistent!! Luke 18. Contact people and organizations that can help you. From people you know (individuals, family members and your church) to those you don't yet know (government programs, grief groups, and financial and biblical counselors), there are a variety of helps available.<br /><br />Biblically, the first line of help is your family and then your church (I Timothy 5),&nbsp;<i>but not exclusively.&nbsp;</i>Don't quit searching!<i>&nbsp;</i><br /><br />Look what Proverbs says three different times:<br />Proverbs 11:14 Where there is no counsel, the people fall;&nbsp;<i>but in the multitude of counselors there is safety.</i><br />Proverbs 15:22&nbsp; Without counsel, plans go awry,&nbsp;<i>but in the multitude of counselors they are established.</i><br />Proverbs 24:6&nbsp; For by wise counsel you will wage your own war,&nbsp;<i>and in a multitude of counselors there is safety.&nbsp;</i><br /><i><br /></i><i>When you find many wise people telling you the same thing you can be more certain it's the better path to take. Be wary of those who will profit from your decisions but don't decline paying for expert, professional advice. Also, choose your "counselors" much like you'd choose a doctor--the first one you go to might not always be the best one. Find someone you can talk to comfortably without intimidation, but who will be honest with you and not just say what they think you want to hear.&nbsp;</i><br /><i><br /></i><i>Family members you can talk to:</i><br /><i><br /></i><i>Pastors or Bible study/small group leaders you can talk to:</i><br /><i><br /></i><i>Counselors or chaplains that your church or denomination uses for referrals:</i><br /><i><br /></i><i>Financial advisers recommended by friends and relatives:</i><br /><i><br /></i><i>Other widows your can network with and socialize:</i><br /><i><br /></i><i>Grief support groups in your area:</i><br /><br /><b style="color: purple;">Widowhood basics:&nbsp;</b>(widowers see some resources at the bottom of this page)<br /><br />Miriam Neff's "From One Widow to Another" is like a handbook for widows and full of practical and emotional helps. Also her 5 session DVD series along with workbooks. Check out her website:&nbsp;<a href="http://widowconnection.com/">Widow Connection</a><br /><br /><a href="/p/bookstore-postcards-from-widows-path.html">Postcards from the Widows' Path</a>&nbsp;guides you through phases of widowhood--Grieving, Changing, Working, Waiting and Blessing--and can be used individually or with a group. This book is loved by thousands and walks you hand-in-hand through the widow empowering Book of Ruth. It's a life changer!<br /><b><span style="color: purple;"><br /></span></b><b><span style="color: purple;">Finances:</span></b><br /><br />I'm sorry but you've got to know your finances. Here are some a good places to start. Also use Google or other searches for the most up-to-date information.<br /><br /><a href="http://widowconnection.com/for-the-widow/finances/">Widows Connection Finances Page</a>&nbsp; This page also has the link to Social Security and some of the basics you need to get started.<br /><br /><a href="https://www.crown.org/#">Crown Financial</a>&nbsp;has a variety of online financial studies you can enroll in at very little cost. They also have financial mentors and career counselors.<br /><br /><b><span style="color: purple;">Online and other support groups:</span></b><br /><br /><a href="https://www.facebook.com/AWidowsMight/">A Widow's Might</a>&nbsp; (Facebook)<br /><br /><a href="https://www.widowmight.org/">Widow Might&nbsp;</a>&nbsp; (Minnesota)<br /><br /><b><span style="color: purple;">Grief support:</span></b><br /><br /><a href="https://www.griefshare.org/loss">Loss of a Spouse&nbsp;</a>seminar. This is from GriefShare and my friends Marisol and Ronett are among the participants.<br /><br /><a href="https://www.griefshare.org/findagroup">GriefShare</a>&nbsp; this link should take you straight to the page where you can type in your zip code and find a group near you for this national and international ministry.<br /><br /><a href="https://www.griefcarefellowship.org/">Grief Care Fellowship</a>&nbsp; these dear people, based in Florida, veterans of Word of Life ministry, have created an entire course for churches to train people for peer ministry to those who grieve.<br /><br /><a href="https://www.stephenministries.org/griefresources/default.cfm/774">Journeying Through Grief&nbsp;</a>booklets by Stephen Ministries. I've sent these out to special friends over the years. For approx. $10 plus shipping you receive a set of 4 wonderful booklets to give to people at various points during their first year of loss.<br /><br /><b><span style="color: purple;">For Widowers:</span></b><br /><br /><a href="https://nationalwidowers.org/reference_material/">National Widowers Organization</a>&nbsp;(secular)<br /><br />A Grace Disguised by Jerry Sittser<br /><br /><a href="https://www.today.com/video/how-7-widowed-fathers-helped-each-other-face-life-after-loss-1256515139760">The Group</a>&nbsp;(secular) video clip from The Today Show. The Group: Seven Widowed Fathers Reimagine Life by Donald L. Rosenstein and Justin M. Yopp<br /><br /><br />Ferree Bowman Hardyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10739485535852107104noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382629264175127167.post-30853315531720012232019-10-21T08:00:00.000-04:002019-10-21T08:00:03.384-04:00A Recipe for A Great Widows Group After the telling you about the widows group in Warsaw, Indiana last week I heard from another reader about her group in the Chicago area. Plus she gave me her menu and a recipe to share.... Thank you Carole! <i><span style="color: #45818e;">(I've interjected some comments).</span></i> 😉<br /><br />"I always enjoy your posts. Confess I have not read your book. <i><span style="color: #45818e;">(That's OK!)</span></i> I have been a widow for 9 years now. Shortly after becoming a widow, I joined a local widow and widowers group. I could not face staying home alone all the time. I have met wonderful men and women there. I have five children but did not want to make them accountable for my social life.<div class="x_MsoNormal" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: white; color: #201f1e; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><br /></div><div class="x_MsoNormal" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: white; margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #201f1e;">Eventually I read a book by a widow from Moody Radio here in Chicago. </span><span style="color: #45818e;"><i>(Carole and I figured out later it was Miriam Neff's "From One Widow to Another"--it's like a handbook for widows and I highly recommend it. Plus my own! lol) </i></span><span style="color: #201f1e;">I mentioned it to my closest widow friends.&nbsp; We began a Bible study from that book.&nbsp;&nbsp;</span>We all loved it and the comments were, “she really gets it.” &nbsp;Gave us such a good way to talk about our new lives as widows.&nbsp;&nbsp;</span></div><div class="x_MsoNormal" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: white; margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div class="x_MsoNormal" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: white; margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><span style="color: #201f1e; font-family: inherit;">We meet every two weeks and I serve dinner and dessert.&nbsp; I love to cook and they love to eat!&nbsp; I decided early on it was more trouble to have everyone bring something than it was to just make a casserole, salad, rolls and dessert.&nbsp; Works for all of us.</span></div><div class="x_MsoNormal" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: white; color: #201f1e; margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><br /></div><div class="x_MsoNormal" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: white; color: #201f1e; margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">We are still going to the big group that we initially joined for activities but our little group of 12 has become another family to us all.&nbsp; We have survived together!</span></div><div class="x_MsoNormal" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: white; color: #201f1e; margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><br /></div><div class="x_MsoNormal" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: white; color: #201f1e; margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant-caps: inherit; font-variant-ligatures: inherit; font-weight: inherit;">We just started up again in September ... our Bible discussions seem to have picked up right where we left off and our discussions have been great!"</span></div><div class="x_MsoNormal" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: white; margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="x_MsoNormal" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: white; margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: inherit; font-variant-caps: inherit; font-variant-ligatures: inherit;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b>Tuesday night Bible Study Menu</b></span></span></div><div class="x_MsoNormal" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: white; margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="x_MsoNormal" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: white; margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"><span style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; border: 0px; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Parmesan Chicken (breasts and thighs)</span></span></div><div class="x_MsoNormal" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: white; margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"><span style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; border: 0px; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Corn pudding</span></span></div><div class="x_MsoNormal" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: white; margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"><span style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; border: 0px; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Tomato salad (Have tons of tomatoes right now from my whiskey barrel gardens)</span></span></div><div class="x_MsoNormal" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: white; margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"><span style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; border: 0px; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">&nbsp;</span></span><span style="font-family: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant-caps: inherit; font-variant-ligatures: inherit; font-weight: inherit;">Dessert – probably pound cake with blueberries and whip cream</span></div><div class="x_MsoNormal" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: white; margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><br /></div><div class="x_MsoNormal" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: white; color: #201f1e; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;, serif; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><span style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; border: 0px; color: #1f497d; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">&nbsp;</span><span style="background-color: transparent;"><b>Crazy Good Corn Pudding&nbsp;</b></span></div><div class="x_MsoNormal" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: white; color: #201f1e; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;, serif; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><br /></div>Cream together:<br />½ cup butter<br />½ cup sugar<br /><br />Add:<br />2 eggs<br />1 cup sour cream<br />1 pkg. corn muffin mix (8 &amp; ½ oz.)<br />½ cup milk<br />1 can corn or frozen (better)<br />1 can creamy corn<div><a href="about:invalid#zClosurez" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img alt="Image result for corn pudding with jiffy mix" border="0" 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style="background-color: transparent;" /></a><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: inherit;">Pour into greased 9x13 pan and bake <span style="font-family: inherit;">at<span style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px;"><span style="color: #201f1e;">&nbsp;325 degrees for 50/55 minutes. </span><span style="color: #45818e;"><i>(I made this for my small group at church last Wednesday night and they all loved it too!)</i></span></span></span></span><div class="x_MsoNormal" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: white; color: #201f1e; margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><br /></div><div class="x_MsoNormal" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: white; margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><span style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; border: 0px; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Carole, it's a good thing I don't have your address because that sounds like a delicious dinner and a great group to fellowship with! You'd have a crowd on your doorstep! Thanks so much for sharing with us!</span></span></div><div class="x_MsoNormal" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: white; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><span style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; border: 0px; font-size: 11pt; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="x_MsoNormal" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: white; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><span style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; border: 0px; font-size: 11pt; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I'd love to hear about more groups too. Please email me at WCplace@gmail.com</span>&nbsp; 💗ferree</span></span></div><div class="x_MsoNormal" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: white; color: #201f1e; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;, serif; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"><br /></div></div>Ferree Bowman Hardyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10739485535852107104noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382629264175127167.post-19407392298017338732019-10-14T11:11:00.000-04:002019-10-14T11:11:28.219-04:00The Exponential Power of Widows to WidowsTwo women in Warsaw Indiana became widows within 4 months of each other in 2015. Both husbands died unexpectedly--one from a heart attack, one from a plane crash, both 50 years young. Both of their wives were unknown to each other.<br /><br />Then a mutual friend who was a widow hosted a support group and the two new widows, Michelle and Stephanie met.<br /><br />During their second year of widowhood they came across my book, branched off from their friend's group and went through it.<br /><br />Then Michelle opened up her home and they took a group of 14 widows through it.<br /><br />Then their pastor heard about what they were doing and asked if they'd come do it in the church!<br />So they did! And now they are going through my book a THIRD TIME!<br /><br />Well I just had to find out how they do this. Maybe I could do it too.<br /><br />Here's how they work it:<br /><br />Meet once a month for five months. Monday evenings, 6:30 - 8:00 in the church cafe′ area. They push tables together so everyone is together in one group. They've had around 10 - 14 women attend. Michelle and Stephanie are at the 4-year mark in their widow journey so they especially have a heart for newer widows although all are welcome.<br /><br />Stephanie works in the church office so she calls and invites each woman who's been recently widowed in their church, and then the rest of them come by word of mouth. Some repeat the group, but "Most of them are not from our church," said Michelle.&nbsp;It's becoming a great community outreach!<br /><br />They start casually at 6:30 asking everyone, "How was your week? Is there anything we can pray about?" And then they get into the "Postcards..." Everyone has come prepared, having read one section/five chapters of the book. They discuss the parts that stood out to them personally while reading. They ask questions like---<br /><ul><li>What caught your attention in the chapters this month?&nbsp;</li><li>What did you underline or highlight?&nbsp;</li><li>What was the best thing you learned?&nbsp;</li><li>Which questions or scenes in the book touched your heart? etc.&nbsp;</li></ul>Everyone gets a chance to talk. Michelle is conscientious for everyone's time and dismisses promptly right at 8:00.<br /><br />Newcomers are always welcome. When a new widow comes, they usually take a break from the book and spend the time introducing everyone to her and giving group members a chance to tell their stories so the new widow will realize she is not alone. Widows minister to widows. Isn't that good?<br /><br />Thanks Michelle and Stephanie for your compassion for other widows! And thanks Pastor Denny Wilson and <a href="https://warsaw.cc/">Warsaw Community Church</a> for caring for widows! God bless you all!<br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jf-SijrETqo/UHLBSfjIoyI/AAAAAAAAB-k/LU2QuxI-TvAPyBav_aZEcZaMxzCreKbhQCPcBGAYYCw/s1600/PICT0002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1063" data-original-width="1600" height="212" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jf-SijrETqo/UHLBSfjIoyI/AAAAAAAAB-k/LU2QuxI-TvAPyBav_aZEcZaMxzCreKbhQCPcBGAYYCw/s320/PICT0002.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.8px;">Order your copy of "Postcards..." <a href="/p/bookstore-postcards-from-widows-path.html">here</a> at my Bookstore.<br /></span></td></tr></tbody></table>P.S. It seems to be turning into a year-round ministry. After going through "Postcards from the Widows' Path" they use a book from GriefShare.org called <a href="http://www.personalhelpstore.org/product.asp?sku=9780801014239">"Grieving With Hope."</a> What a great balance!<br /><br />Are you part of a widows' group Bible study? I'd love to hear what you do too. Please email me at WCplace@gmail.com.&nbsp;<br />💓ferreeFerree Bowman Hardyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10739485535852107104noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382629264175127167.post-26944707328550932992019-08-19T08:00:00.000-04:002019-08-19T08:00:07.932-04:00You Are LovedI need this reminder today, how about you?&nbsp; Keep looking up! 💗<br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8an85834jYs/XVn_WBi8PpI/AAAAAAAAHD8/F43yW_AG6O4Iiqq7DXEqoChvbbXxFY-PgCLcBGAs/s1600/68658861_10220150732299572_5485828518770114560_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="888" data-original-width="843" height="320" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8an85834jYs/XVn_WBi8PpI/AAAAAAAAHD8/F43yW_AG6O4Iiqq7DXEqoChvbbXxFY-PgCLcBGAs/s320/68658861_10220150732299572_5485828518770114560_o.jpg" width="303" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">photo courtesy of Brooke Christian&nbsp;</td></tr></tbody></table><br />Ferree Bowman Hardyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10739485535852107104noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382629264175127167.post-9396390046119671602019-08-05T08:00:00.000-04:002019-08-05T08:00:01.133-04:00Unexpected Blessing from an Unwanted EncounterFrom Nancy in Washington state:<br /><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Widow Blessings~</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"><br /></span><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">During Grief Share 2 years ago one of the assistant facilitators came up to me and said, "Nancy I want to be your friend." She hands me her number, and shockingly at the same time in private she "confessed" that when she first met me she DIDN'T LIKE ME!&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"><br /></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">I thought, that's COOL-- I didn't like me either when I entered the class! lol.</span><br /><br style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">She was a widow and has since remarried and we don't visit much as she is a newlywed. I reached out a couple weeks ago and thought I would a</span><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; display: inline; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">sk her to lunch. We set a date for yesterday.&nbsp;</span><br /><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; display: inline; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"><br /></span><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; display: inline; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">My confession, as the date came closer was&nbsp;&nbsp;<i>I SO DIDN'T WANT TO GO.</i>&nbsp;No real reason but I prayed "Lord, forgive my selfish heart," and in obedience I went.&nbsp;</span><br /><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; display: inline; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"><br />We greeted each other and ordered and chatted and even giggled a while. Then she gently touches my arm and confesses, "NANCY I told my husband I didn't want to come to lunch with you."&nbsp;</span><br /><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; display: inline; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"><br /></span><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; display: inline; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">She just felt like staying home gardening. I put my hand over my mouth--literally--when she finished.</span><br /><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; display: inline; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"><br /></span><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; display: inline; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">I said <i>NEITHER DID I&nbsp;</i>!!!!!!!!&nbsp;</span><br /><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; display: inline; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"><br /></span><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; display: inline; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">WE LAUGHED SOOOOOOO HARD! And we both agreed AREN'T WE GLAD WE DID SOMETHING WE DIDN'T WANT TO DO!&nbsp;</span><br /><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; display: inline; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"><br /></span><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; display: inline; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Confessions between Friends&nbsp;<span class="_5mfr" style="font-family: inherit; margin: 0px 1px;"><span class="_6qdm" style="background-image: url(&quot;https://static.xx.fbcdn.net/images/emoji.php/v9/tf1/1.5/16/1f49e.png&quot;); background-repeat: no-repeat; background-size: contain; color: transparent; display: inline-block; font-family: inherit; font-size: 16px; height: 16px; text-shadow: none; vertical-align: text-bottom; width: 16px;">💞</span></span>&nbsp;continues to Bless. The Lord Blessed our visit in soooooo many beautiful ways. Even though she has remarried we will always be friends!</span><br /><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; display: inline; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"><br />SOMETIMES YOU JUST GOTTA DO WHAT YOU MAY NOT WANT TO DO!!!!!!!<span class="_5mfr" style="font-family: inherit; margin: 0px 1px;"><span class="_6qdm" style="background-image: url(&quot;https://static.xx.fbcdn.net/images/emoji.php/v9/tf1/1.5/16/1f49e.png&quot;); background-repeat: no-repeat; background-size: contain; color: transparent; display: inline-block; font-family: inherit; font-size: 16px; height: 16px; text-shadow: none; vertical-align: text-bottom; width: 16px;">💞</span></span></span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5ob6FEWtV34/TEC6_0GHKxI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/-RShRtazpjsfNuYQwCiR5u_Hci_YO23ggCPcBGAYYCw/s1600/bible%2Bverse.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="375" data-original-width="500" height="240" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5ob6FEWtV34/TEC6_0GHKxI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/-RShRtazpjsfNuYQwCiR5u_Hci_YO23ggCPcBGAYYCw/s320/bible%2Bverse.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />Ferree Bowman Hardyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10739485535852107104noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382629264175127167.post-66062167477633659362019-07-04T08:36:00.001-04:002019-07-04T08:36:32.585-04:00 A Perfectly-Timed Reminder of God's Presence <div style="background-color: white; color: #1c1e21; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 6px;">A reminder of God's faithfulness ... My friend Becky posted this on Facebook yesterday, July 3rd.&nbsp;</div><div style="background-color: white; color: #1c1e21; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 6px;">Six years ago today...SIX YEARS and my God has not once left me wanting or alone.&nbsp;</div><div style="background-color: white; color: #1c1e21; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 6px;">How am I reminded of this? On the ground, once again this morning, I saw a feather (His constant, personal, perfectly-timed visual reminder just for ME).&nbsp;</div><div style="background-color: white; color: #1c1e21; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 6px;">Shortly after Walt passed, I was overcome with such sadness, overwhelmed at the thought of moving forward alone, without my helpmate and best friend. The emotional burden paled by the even more demanding physical burdens of the farm, the liv<span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;">estock chores, our kids’ schedules, my teaching job, the new house we were in the midst of building, and the maintenance and upkeep of it all.&nbsp;</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #1c1e21; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 6px;"><span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;">Through my tears as I carried heavy buckets of feed and water to the livestock that morning, I saw it for the first time. A feather in my path. A needed and clear reminder that in my fear, I am loved and cared for by a God who didn’t want me to worry how I would possibly manage it all, but to never forget that if He chooses to feed and care for the birds of the air, wouldn’t He also take care of me?&nbsp;</span></div><div style="background-color: white; color: #1c1e21; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 6px;"><span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;">Since that day nearly six years ago, I’ve collected numerous reminders; each feather highly significant and specific to the day’s burden. What a relief to find true refuge under His protective wings as I am reminded consistently of the magnitude and depth of His love!</span></div><div class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #1c1e21; display: inline; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"><div style="font-family: inherit; margin-bottom: 6px;">Matthew 6:25-27<br />Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8idDxdcc3So/XR3uKQQpuJI/AAAAAAAAHAM/WMyHLPK6jJoPeQTrNInCoDzQ56WciWRTQCLcBGAs/s1600/feather%2BBecky%2BCopas-Chitty%2Bon%2Bfacebook.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="320" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8idDxdcc3So/XR3uKQQpuJI/AAAAAAAAHAM/WMyHLPK6jJoPeQTrNInCoDzQ56WciWRTQCLcBGAs/s320/feather%2BBecky%2BCopas-Chitty%2Bon%2Bfacebook.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">copyright 2019 by Becky Copas-Chitty</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">PS. This would be a very good devotional reading for your widows group. Pick up a bag of feathers from a craft store for each lady to take home. She could place it in a vase, use it as bookmark, or add it to her own collection of the perfectly-timed and tailored-just-right for us reminders we receive from the Lord. 💓 ferree</div><div style="font-family: inherit; margin-bottom: 6px;"><br /></div></div>Ferree Bowman Hardyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10739485535852107104noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382629264175127167.post-43290789199635644832019-06-17T08:00:00.000-04:002019-06-17T08:00:00.611-04:00Where's Life Going for You?<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t8qbd_6p05I/THuumQ6GOLI/AAAAAAAAA9g/eVQpLEP9g5kdpnIkbOOF3CdPaecoojXuACPcBGAYYCw/s1600/PICT0001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1600" height="240" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t8qbd_6p05I/THuumQ6GOLI/AAAAAAAAA9g/eVQpLEP9g5kdpnIkbOOF3CdPaecoojXuACPcBGAYYCw/s320/PICT0001.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Is a new day dawning,,, or is darkness descending....</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;">A friend recently sent me this. It was so timely for me personally, and her italics helped me read it with meaning. I thought someone out there might be touched by it too...</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;">C.H. Spurgeon was a well-known preacher of the 1800's.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;">FROM SPURGEON'S "MORNING" June 1 <br /><i>"The evening and the morning were the first day."</i>—Genesis 1:5.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"><br /></span></div><!--[if gte vml 1]><v:shapetype id="_x0000_t75" coordsize="21600,21600" o:spt="75" o:preferrelative="t" path="m@4@5l@4@11@9@11@9@5xe" filled="f" stroked="f"> <v:stroke joinstyle="miter"/> <v:formulas> <v:f eqn="if lineDrawn pixelLineWidth 0"/> <v:f eqn="sum @0 1 0"/> <v:f eqn="sum 0 0 @1"/> <v:f eqn="prod @2 1 2"/> <v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelWidth"/> <v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelHeight"/> <v:f eqn="sum @0 0 1"/> <v:f eqn="prod @6 1 2"/> <v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelWidth"/> <v:f eqn="sum @8 21600 0"/> <v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelHeight"/> <v:f eqn="sum @10 21600 0"/> </v:formulas> <v:path o:extrusionok="f" gradientshapeok="t" o:connecttype="rect"/> <o:lock v:ext="edit" aspectratio="t"/></v:shapetype><v:shape id="Picture_x0020_2" o:spid="_x0000_s1026" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="http://www.romans45.org/images/w.gif" style='position:absolute; margin-left:0;margin-top:0;width:1in;height:57pt;z-index:251659264; visibility:visible;mso-wrap-style:square;mso-width-percent:0; mso-height-percent:0;mso-wrap-distance-left:0;mso-wrap-distance-top:0; mso-wrap-distance-right:0;mso-wrap-distance-bottom:0; mso-position-horizontal:left;mso-position-horizontal-relative:text; mso-position-vertical:absolute;mso-position-vertical-relative:line; mso-width-percent:0;mso-height-percent:0;mso-width-relative:page; mso-height-relative:page' o:allowoverlap="f"> <v:imagedata src="http://www.romans45.org/images/w.gif"/> <w:wrap type="square" anchory="line"/></v:shape><![endif]--><span style="font-size: 12.0pt;">Was it so even in the beginning? Did light and darkness divide the realm of time in the first day? Then little wonder is it if I have also changes in my circumstances from the sunshine of prosperity to the midnight of adversity. It will not always be the blaze of noon even in my soul concerns, I must expect at seasons to mourn the absence of my former joys, and seek my Beloved in the night. Nor am I alone in this, for all the Lord's beloved ones have had to sing the mingled song of judgment and of mercy, of trial and deliverance, of mourning and of delight. It is one of the arrangements of Divine providence that day and night shall not cease either in the spiritual or natural creation till we reach the land of which it is written, "there is no night there." What our heavenly Father ordains is wise and good.</span><br /><span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"><br /></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-no-proof: yes;"><!--[if gte vml 1]><v:shape id="_x0000_i1025" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="http://www.romans45.org/images/indent.gif" style='width:22.8pt;height:.6pt;visibility:visible'> <v:imagedata src="http://www.romans45.org/images/indent.gif"/></v:shape><![endif]--></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt;">What, then, my soul, is it best for thee to do? Learn first <i>to be content</i> with this divine order, and be willing, with Job, to receive evil from the hand of the Lord as well as good. Study next, to <i>make the outgoings of the morning and the evening to rejoice.</i> Praise the Lord for the sun of joy when it rises, and for the gloom of evening as it falls. There is beauty both in sunrise and sunset, sing of it, and glorify the Lord. Like the nightingale, pour forth thy notes at all hours. <i>Believe that the night is as useful as the day.</i> The dews of grace fall heavily in the night of sorrow. The stars of promise shine forth gloriously amid the darkness of grief. <i>Continue thy service</i> under all changes. If in the day thy watchword be <i>labour,</i> at night exchange it for <i>watch.</i> Every hour has its duty, do thou continue in thy calling as the Lord's servant until He shall suddenly appear in His glory. My soul, thine evening of old age and death is drawing near, dread it not, for it is part of the day; and the Lord has said, "I will cover him all the day long."<o:p></o:p></span><br /><br />Ferree Bowman Hardyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10739485535852107104noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382629264175127167.post-80714882267490142932019-06-10T08:00:00.000-04:002019-06-10T08:00:00.268-04:00A Prayer for Boys Without Fathers on Father's Day<span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; color: #333333; display: inline !important; float: none; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;">Dear Lord,</span><br style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: border-box; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: padding-box; background-position-x: 0%; background-position-y: 0%; background-repeat: repeat; background-size: auto; color: #333333; float: none; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 19.4px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; orphans: 2; overflow: visible; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; width: auto; word-spacing: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;" /><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; color: #333333; display: inline !important; float: none; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"></span><br style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: border-box; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: padding-box; background-position-x: 0%; background-position-y: 0%; background-repeat: repeat; background-size: auto; color: #333333; float: none; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 19.4px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; orphans: 2; overflow: visible; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; width: auto; word-spacing: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;" /><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; color: #333333; display: inline !important; float: none; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;">I'm not saying that daughters are easier to raise, but there's a certain heartache when I think about boys without fathers. There are way too many of them, for a variety of reasons, but today I bring the widows' sons to you, my own included, even though he's an adult now and I'm remarried.</span><br style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: border-box; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: padding-box; background-position-x: 0%; background-position-y: 0%; background-repeat: repeat; background-size: auto; color: #333333; float: none; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 19.4px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; orphans: 2; overflow: visible; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; width: auto; word-spacing: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;" /><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; color: #333333; display: inline !important; float: none; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"></span><br style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: border-box; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: padding-box; background-position-x: 0%; background-position-y: 0%; background-repeat: repeat; background-size: auto; color: #333333; float: none; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 19.4px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; orphans: 2; overflow: visible; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; width: auto; word-spacing: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;" /><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; color: #333333; display: inline !important; float: none; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;">Help me cling to you, Lord. To put my hope in you for your mercy and grace on our sons. Whether they turn to you and draw close to you as their father God, or whether they&nbsp;turn to the world as prodigals, help us turn our burdens for them over to you, in full faith of your love and faithfulness. </span><br style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: border-box; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: padding-box; background-position-x: 0%; background-position-y: 0%; background-repeat: repeat; background-size: auto; color: #333333; float: none; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 19.4px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; orphans: 2; overflow: visible; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; width: auto; word-spacing: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;" /><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; color: #333333; display: inline !important; float: none; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"></span><br style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: border-box; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: padding-box; background-position-x: 0%; background-position-y: 0%; background-repeat: repeat; background-size: auto; color: #333333; float: none; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 19.4px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; orphans: 2; overflow: visible; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; width: auto; word-spacing: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;" /><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; color: #333333; display: inline !important; float: none; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"></span><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; border-bottom-color: rgb(187, 187, 187); border-bottom-style: solid; 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border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sywHbrvL1SQ/UBPOyZ-GdeI/AAAAAAAAB0M/pow89JKIA54/s1600/Mother-and-Son-xx-Fritz-Zuber-Buhler.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="color: #225588; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sywHbrvL1SQ/UBPOyZ-GdeI/AAAAAAAAB0M/pow89JKIA54/s320/Mother-and-Son-xx-Fritz-Zuber-Buhler.jpg" style="border-bottom-color: rgb(34, 85, 136); border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-image-outset: 0; border-image-repeat: stretch; border-image-slice: 100%; border-image-source: none; border-image-width: 1; border-left-color: rgb(34, 85, 136); border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-color: rgb(34, 85, 136); border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-color: rgb(34, 85, 136); border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" width="262" /></a></td></tr><tr style="border-bottom-color: rgb(187, 187, 187); border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-image-outset: 0; border-image-repeat: stretch; border-image-slice: 100%; border-image-source: none; border-image-width: 1; border-left-color: rgb(187, 187, 187); border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-color: rgb(187, 187, 187); border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-color: rgb(187, 187, 187); border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 10.33px; text-align: center;">Fritz Zuber Buhler (1822-1896)</td></tr></tbody></table><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; color: #333333; display: inline !important; float: none; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;">Let us know you as the one who promised, "my yoke is easy and my burden is light" (Matthew 11:30) </span><br style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: border-box; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: padding-box; background-position-x: 0%; background-position-y: 0%; background-repeat: repeat; background-size: auto; color: #333333; float: none; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 19.4px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; orphans: 2; overflow: visible; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; width: auto; word-spacing: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;" /><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; color: #333333; display: inline !important; float: none; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;">Let us realize that you are aware of their situation and unwilling that any should perish. Quicken the inner man of our sons to make them alive in Christ. Draw them to yourself, strengthen them to desire you and to choose to obey you.</span><br style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: border-box; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: padding-box; background-position-x: 0%; background-position-y: 0%; background-repeat: repeat; background-size: auto; color: #333333; float: none; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 19.4px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; orphans: 2; overflow: visible; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; width: auto; word-spacing: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;" /><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; color: #333333; display: inline !important; float: none; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;">Help us as mothers to walk in obedience to you, to model a growing love for you and a desire to serve you with delight rather than a list of demands. Help us know the difference between your commands which bring life, and Pharisee-like demands which drain life.</span><br style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: border-box; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: padding-box; background-position-x: 0%; background-position-y: 0%; background-repeat: repeat; background-size: auto; color: #333333; float: none; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 19.4px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; orphans: 2; overflow: visible; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; width: auto; word-spacing: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;" /><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; color: #333333; display: inline !important; float: none; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"></span><br style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: border-box; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: padding-box; background-position-x: 0%; background-position-y: 0%; background-repeat: repeat; background-size: auto; color: #333333; float: none; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 19.4px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; orphans: 2; overflow: visible; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; width: auto; word-spacing: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;" /><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; color: #333333; display: inline !important; float: none; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;">Lord, too often the men who would be so helpful to our boys are either too blind or too busy to see how our sons need them. It hurts to see our sons so neglected by the church and our families. We ask, we suggest, and then give up; they don't understand what a painful effort it is to ask. Nor how discouraging it is when promises and good intentions aren't kept. We do notice, we are hurt, and our sons are very wounded by the disappointment and added grief of neglect and disinterest. Strengthen us and move on our behalf. If they still don't budge, help us forgive them, and cause your Holy Spirit to fill in this gap for our sons. </span><br style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: border-box; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: padding-box; background-position-x: 0%; background-position-y: 0%; background-repeat: repeat; background-size: auto; color: #333333; float: none; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 19.4px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; orphans: 2; overflow: visible; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; width: auto; word-spacing: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;" /><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; color: #333333; display: inline !important; float: none; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"></span><br style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: border-box; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: padding-box; background-position-x: 0%; background-position-y: 0%; background-repeat: repeat; background-size: auto; color: #333333; float: none; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 19.4px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; orphans: 2; overflow: visible; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; width: auto; word-spacing: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;" /><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; color: #333333; display: inline !important; float: none; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;">Lord, you are my defender! You are a father to the fatherless! You daily bear my burdens! Give me faith to believe those promises! </span><br style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: border-box; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: padding-box; background-position-x: 0%; background-position-y: 0%; background-repeat: repeat; background-size: auto; color: #333333; float: none; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 19.4px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; orphans: 2; overflow: visible; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; width: auto; word-spacing: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;" /><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; color: #333333; display: inline !important; float: none; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"></span><br style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: border-box; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: padding-box; background-position-x: 0%; background-position-y: 0%; background-repeat: repeat; background-size: auto; color: #333333; float: none; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 19.4px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; orphans: 2; overflow: visible; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; width: auto; word-spacing: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;" /><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; color: #333333; display: inline !important; float: none; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;">I cover this in Jesus name,</span><br style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: border-box; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: padding-box; background-position-x: 0%; background-position-y: 0%; background-repeat: repeat; background-size: auto; color: #333333; float: none; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 19.4px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; orphans: 2; overflow: visible; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; width: auto; word-spacing: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;" /><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; color: #333333; display: inline !important; float: none; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;">Amen</span><br style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: border-box; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: padding-box; background-position-x: 0%; background-position-y: 0%; background-repeat: repeat; background-size: auto; color: #333333; float: none; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 19.4px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; orphans: 2; overflow: visible; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; width: auto; word-spacing: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;" /><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; color: #333333; display: inline !important; float: none; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"></span><br style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: border-box; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: padding-box; background-position-x: 0%; background-position-y: 0%; background-repeat: repeat; background-size: auto; color: #333333; float: none; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 19.4px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; orphans: 2; overflow: visible; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; width: auto; word-spacing: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;" /><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; color: #333333; display: inline !important; float: none; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"></span><br /><div style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; color: #333333; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: center; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><em><strong><span style="color: #134f5c;">A father to the fatherless, a defender of widows,<br /><span class="indent-1"><span class="indent-1-breaks"> </span><span class="text Ps-68-5">is God in his holy dwelling.</span></span><br />Praise be to the Lord, to God our Savior,<br /><span class="indent-1"><span class="indent-1-breaks"> </span><span class="text Ps-68-19">who daily bears our burdens</span></span></span></strong></em></div><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; color: #333333; display: inline !important; float: none; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"></span><div style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; color: #333333; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: center; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><span class="indent-1"><span class="text Ps-68-19"><em><strong><span style="color: #134f5c;">Psalm 68:5, 19 (NIV)</span></strong></em></span></span></div><b></b><i></i><u></u><sub></sub><sup></sup><strike></strike><br />Ferree Bowman Hardyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10739485535852107104noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382629264175127167.post-90913998226037399162019-06-03T08:00:00.000-04:002019-06-03T08:00:00.367-04:00For the Month of June: Father's Day Focus<div style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; color: #333333; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">When Father’s Day rolls around every June it’s a secret struggle for most widows and for me too. For years I’ve tried to avoid thinking about it too much. My own father, my two fathers-in-law, my husband (I’m remarried), and my son who’s now a father will all receive their due. I love them all dearly and rejoice they are in my life! But there’s one person whose absence is always on the landscape of my heart. I don’t grieve anymore, but I still miss my first husband Bruce, the father of my children. My husband, Tom, understands. He was widowed too, and Mother’s Day holds the same for him.&nbsp;</span></div><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; color: #333333; display: inline !important; float: none; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"></span><div style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; color: #333333; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Father’s Day and Mother’s Day are two holidays that put a painful divide between the “haves” and the “have nots.” Those who don’t have parents, or spouses or the opportunity to be mothers and fathers buckle up and endure the day. The “haves” gather together, telephone, or send cards and gifts to their loved ones, and well they should. Life is precious and love expresses itself through these holidays. But for those who have lost loved ones it’s complicated. If you’re one of the “haves” and one of the “have nots” at the same time the turmoil isn’t easy to describe, explain, express or resolve.&nbsp;</span></div><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; color: #333333; display: inline !important; float: none; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"></span><div style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; color: #333333; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Father’s Day is hard enough for adults; how hard must it be for the children? I recently heard that many people who don’t believe in God happen to have a painful experience like the death of someone they loved in their past. My own children bear that out and my heart has broken innumerable times for them.&nbsp;</span></div><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; color: #333333; display: inline !important; float: none; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"></span><div style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; color: #333333; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">When I was widowed I had no guidance about my children and no widows my age to compare notes with. I didn’t know what my widow friend Myra wisely told me years later, “In saving your kids, you save yourself.” Her husband died of a massive heart attack on Christmas Eve when their two daughters were ages five and seven. Now, almost 20 years later, a close-knit family with added sons-in-law and good memories has emerged.&nbsp;</span></div><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; color: #333333; display: inline !important; float: none; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"></span><div style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; color: #333333; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">If you’re more like me than Myra, though, if you’ve had some parenting failures because of grief and the pressures of widowhood, remember it’s never too late to start doing right. Let’s use Father’s Day as a time to start over. Although it's a day that can really sting, ignoring it doesn’t do any good. It'll come again next year. What our children need more than two parents is one parent who loves them enough to raise them in the nurture and admonition of the Lord. They don’t need a parent who holds back, passive, indecisive, or lets nature take its course. Consider parenting as a full time commitment to seeing that Christ is formed in our offspring.</span><span style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">&nbsp; </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The apostle Paul shows us how to do this in I Thessalonians 2:7 – 12. He described himself as gentle as a mother caring for young children and as encouraging as a father. He had a goal that his “children” would learn to live “worthy of God.” I never thought to have a goal for my children when I was widowed. Have you?&nbsp;</span></div><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; color: #333333; display: inline !important; float: none; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"></span><div style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; color: #333333; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Even if your children are now adults, remember it’s not too late. Everyone needs someone watching out for them, someone who’s on their side, and has tangible and worthy goals for them. We all need to be treated gently and encouraged no matter what our age.&nbsp;</span></div><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; color: #333333; display: inline !important; float: none; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"></span><div style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; color: #333333; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><a href="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3EhQGGZJFvc/WTr0hon1AHI/AAAAAAAAFwA/sdJjezTb7JQaxMj7a6Jyishh5pEE3ZhHgCLcB/s1600/swing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; color: #225588; float: right; margin-bottom: 12.93px; margin-left: 12.93px;"><img border="0" data-original-height="345" data-original-width="500" height="137" src="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3EhQGGZJFvc/WTr0hon1AHI/AAAAAAAAFwA/sdJjezTb7JQaxMj7a6Jyishh5pEE3ZhHgCLcB/s200/swing.jpg" style="border-bottom-color: rgb(187, 187, 187); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-image-outset: 0; border-image-repeat: stretch; border-image-slice: 100%; border-image-source: none; border-image-width: 1; border-left-color: rgb(187, 187, 187); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(187, 187, 187); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(187, 187, 187); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-top: 4px;" width="200" /></a><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Looking back, I wish I had made an annual event of Father's Day. Instead of ignoring it, I could have done something with my kids. It’s a natural opportunity to get the children to talk about how they’re doing and to learn more about their father and their heritage. Acknowledging the day with a prayer will help. A small gift or a treat like their father’s favorite dessert might be good. Share some memories and funny stories. A visit with other family members or an activity that will take up the whole day, create some fresh, fun memories, and wear everyone out enough for a good night's sleep is also a good option.&nbsp;</span></div><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; color: #333333; display: inline !important; float: none; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"></span><div style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; color: #333333; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Don’t try to be blind to the day or avoid talking about the person. Don’t try to compensate and make up for their absence with money or extravagant, unusual privileges. Don’t be so absorbed in your own pity that you’re unaware of how your children are feeling. Don’t think that a new husband will solve all your problems, only God can do that. Instead, make Father’s Day a time to bless your family with what would have pleased their father.</span><span style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> &nbsp;</span></span></div><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; color: #333333; display: inline !important; float: none; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"></span><div style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; color: #333333; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Watch out for signs that your children are struggling. They should cry but it probably won’t be as often as you do. Younger ones might cry one minute and run out to play the next; I’ve been told that’s normal. Later on as they age they will need to talk and think about their father. Hospice or children’s services in your area might offer a “Grief Camp” day camp for children. Find out about it and consider using it. They will meet other kids whose parent has died and they’ll do helpful activities on a child’s level. It’s good for widows to know they’re not alone, and it’s good for children to meet other children and realize they’re not the only ones either.</span></div><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; color: #333333; display: inline !important; float: none; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"></span><div style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; color: #333333; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Older children and teens who refuse to talk or cry should meet with a wise, godly person or a professional counselor regularly. I recommend about six weeks at first, and then for a few follow-up visits every year for the next few years. Interview the counsellor before you send your child and make sure you agree with their methods. Family or group counselling might be an excellent option too.</span></div><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; color: #333333; display: inline !important; float: none; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"></span><div style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; color: #333333; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">If your child or teen’s behavior changes for the worse, if their school work slips, if they seem depressed, or if they take on an angry, rebellious, or hateful attitude (even a few years after the death) you will also need to find counsel. If they won’t cooperate, then you should seek help for yourself in how to handle them. This can be a frightening journey so make sure you are also seeking God’s help first and He will lead you to the right people.&nbsp;</span></div><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; color: #333333; display: inline !important; float: none; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"></span><div style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; color: #333333; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Cling to these truths: 1. Nothing is impossible with God, not even raising children alone. 2. In Christ we do not have to grieve as the world does; we have true hope, grief doesn’t have to last forever. 3. We will change even if we try not to, so let’s follow God and make it a change for the better.&nbsp;</span></div><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; color: #333333; display: inline !important; float: none; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"></span><div style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; color: #333333; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Let’s make Father’s Day the day we get back to mothering.*</span></div><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; color: #333333; display: inline !important; float: none; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,Verdana,Arial,Sans-serif; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"></span><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; color: #333333; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span style="color: #005500;"></span> <div style="margin: 0px 0px 13.33px;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Brush Script MT&quot;; font-size: 22pt; line-height: 115%; margin: 0px;"><span style="color: black;">❤ferree</span></span></div></div><div style="margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><i><span style="color: #45818e;"> P.S. I'll be away from the Internet and&nbsp;won't be able reply to comments for the next few weeks. Please be sure to subscribe to this blog so it comes straight to your inbox and you never miss a post, OK? Also, please visit the friends in my blog roll and see what God is doing in their lives on this journey called widowhood.</span></i> <span style="color: red; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">♥</span></div></span><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; color: #333333; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 12.93px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 13px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">* also printed in <i>Just Plain Values</i> magazine, June, 2017. Copyright 2017 Ferree Hardy.</div></span><b></b><i></i><u></u><sub></sub><sup></sup><strike></strike><br />Ferree Bowman Hardyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10739485535852107104noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382629264175127167.post-69290725564881268572019-05-27T16:53:00.001-04:002019-05-27T16:53:55.887-04:00Some friends saw what I posted about Memorial Day and my being so far away from the cemetery. Look at what they went out and did!<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pl0NfVl3IAw/XOxN4-HS3PI/AAAAAAAAG78/jKoLy6BYEewQcvSLnXVYKAi9I8_NM6WewCLcBGAs/s1600/bruce%2527s%2Bgravestone%2Bwith%2Bflowers%2Bplanted%2Bby%2Bpam%2Band%2Btim.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="960" height="240" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pl0NfVl3IAw/XOxN4-HS3PI/AAAAAAAAG78/jKoLy6BYEewQcvSLnXVYKAi9I8_NM6WewCLcBGAs/s320/bruce%2527s%2Bgravestone%2Bwith%2Bflowers%2Bplanted%2Bby%2Bpam%2Band%2Btim.png" width="320" /></a></div><br />Ferree Bowman Hardyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10739485535852107104noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382629264175127167.post-89363070832866469422019-05-27T09:00:00.000-04:002019-05-27T09:00:06.274-04:00Memorial weekend...<span style="background-color: white; color: #1c1e21; font-size: 14px;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Memorial weekend...</span></span><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1c1e21; font-size: 14px;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br /></span></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #1c1e21; font-size: 14px;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I wish I could plant flowers at my husband Bruce's grave.</span></span><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1c1e21; font-size: 14px;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br /></span></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #1c1e21; font-size: 14px;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I wish I could plant them at Marilyn Hardy's too. And my mom's and grandparents.&nbsp;</span></span><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1c1e21; font-size: 14px;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br /></span></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #1c1e21; font-size: 14px;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I wish we could visit their cemeteries often.&nbsp;</span></span><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1c1e21; font-size: 14px;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">But I live a 10 hour drive (at least)-- away from them all.</span></span><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1c1e21; font-size: 14px;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br /></span></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #1c1e21; font-size: 14px;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">And I'm so grateful for the military people who are honored on this weekend. That's the right thing to do.&nbsp;</span></span><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1c1e21; font-size: 14px;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br /></span></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #1c1e21; font-size: 14px;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Yet, if you're like me, you have your own "fallen heroes" too and you have many wishes and sighs and that tightness in your throat...</span></span><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1c1e21; font-size: 14px;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br /></span></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i7CmBCULGHU/TdljGxBIAZI/AAAAAAAABSo/39AU4L7imtUVdzNSp_0k-EtIhNqy7BgsQCPcBGAYYCw/s1600/0420-0908-1811-5210_army_bugler_playing_taps_in_front_of_headstones_at_arlington_national_cemetery_m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="426" data-original-width="640" height="213" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i7CmBCULGHU/TdljGxBIAZI/AAAAAAAABSo/39AU4L7imtUVdzNSp_0k-EtIhNqy7BgsQCPcBGAYYCw/s320/0420-0908-1811-5210_army_bugler_playing_taps_in_front_of_headstones_at_arlington_national_cemetery_m.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span style="background-color: white; color: #1c1e21; font-size: 14px;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br /></span></span>Ferree Bowman Hardyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10739485535852107104noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382629264175127167.post-72919622721900751322019-05-20T09:00:00.000-04:002019-06-02T14:45:44.525-04:00Learning the Single LifeDear Ones, I just feel led to repost this today, maybe it's for you or someone you know...<br /><br />I know that no one wants to admit this about being single and lonely-- I sure didn't--the word is Vulnerable.<br /><div class="_6a" style="text-align: left;">I preferred to think I was strong and independent, and I was, but I was sort of blind-sided by how extremely vulnerable and sensitive I was when widowed and single.<br />What I found when I first started dating was best described as this: I was in the habit of loving a man for 22 years, so I attached myself emotionally to the first one who came along, and then the next one, and on and on.<br /><br />Finally I realized this, and you maybe you're like this too: <br /><br />I'd been a really good wife---<br />I knew how to love, help and be compatible---I'd make a great wife for just about any man.<br />But NOT just any man would be a good husband for me.&nbsp;</div><div class="_6a"><br />Widowhood is hard.<br />Being single is lonely, I totally understand.&nbsp;</div><div class="_6a"><div class="_6a _6b" style="height: 40px;">But jumping into a bad marriage is worse than being widowed.<br />Guard your heart and your children! Don't rush. Don't force God's timing. If God wants you to be remarried, you'll be remarried. The right man is worth the wait.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div></div></div>Ferree Bowman Hardyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10739485535852107104noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382629264175127167.post-12090108061463754172019-05-06T08:00:00.000-04:002019-05-06T08:00:02.015-04:00What?'s the Difference Between Grieving and Self-PityI've been getting newsletters from Georgia Shaffer since I met her at A Widow's Journey Retreat in March. This article was recent and seemed so helpful I asked her if I could reprint it and she graciously agreed. If you'd like to get her newsletters too, plus many other helps she offers, please visit <a href="https://georgiashaffer.com/">her website</a>. Sign up for the "40 Questions to Clarify - What's Most Important to You" and that will put you on the email list.&nbsp;&nbsp; <br /><div style="margin: 0px 0px 13.33px;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Brush Script MT&quot;; line-height: 115%; margin: 0px;">❤<span style="font-size: large;">ferree</span></span></div><div style="margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 11pt; margin: 0px;">What’s the Difference Between Grieving and Self-Pity?<span style="margin: 0px;">&nbsp; </span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;">by <b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 11pt; margin: 0px;">Georgia Shaffer</span></b></div><div style="margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 11pt; margin: 0px;"><a href="http://www.georgiashaffer.com/">www.GeorgiaShaffer.com</a></span></b></div><div style="margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 11pt; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 11pt; margin: 0px;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 11pt; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 11pt; margin: 0px;">Someone recently asked me, “How do I know if I’m stuck in self-pity or grieving?”</span></span></div><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 11pt; margin: 0px;"></span><br /><div style="margin: 0px;"></div><div style="margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 11pt; margin: 0px;"><br /></span></div><div style="margin: 0px;"></div><div style="margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 11pt; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 11pt; margin: 0px;">It may appear as if you’re having a pity party after a devastating loss, but it’s normal to withdraw and lick your wounds. You want to curl up in a corner somewhere or go to bed and pull the covers over your head. You wrestle with God asking honest questions: “Why did this happen?” “Why now?” and “When will this end?” You might have moments of believing you’re the only one suffering. </span></span></div><div style="margin: 0px;"></div><div style="margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 11pt; margin: 0px;"><br /></span></div><div style="margin: 0px;"></div><div style="margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 11pt; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 11pt; margin: 0px;">Self-pity and grief can overlap, especially after the shock and numbness of loss wears off.</span></span></div><div style="margin: 0px;"></div><div style="margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 11pt; margin: 0px;"><br /></span></div><div style="margin: 0px;"></div><div style="margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 11pt; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 11pt; margin: 0px;">Grieving is about protesting the pain, feeling all the emotions, and slowly working through your anger, sadness, guilt, shame or frustration. It takes time to recognize, name and own your feelings. It takes time to talk and journal about what you’re experiencing.<span style="margin: 0px;">&nbsp; </span></span></span></div><div style="margin: 0px;"></div><div style="margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 11pt; margin: 0px;"><br /></span></div><div style="margin: 0px;"></div><div style="margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 11pt; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 11pt; margin: 0px;">In contrast to grief, with self-pity you <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">excessively dwell</i> on yourself and your sorrows. There comes a point when you need to refocus on something or someone other than your own pain. A time when you realize other people have accidents, have lost a loved one or faced the loss of their home after a tornado or fire.<span style="margin: 0px;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span></span></span></div><div style="margin: 0px;"></div><div style="margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 11pt; margin: 0px;"><br /></span></div><div style="margin: 0px;"></div><div style="margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 11pt; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 11pt; margin: 0px;">In unhealthy self-pity you keep seeing yourself as a victim and the only person genuinely suffering.&nbsp;As Rich Exley wrote, “We can hug our hurts and make a shrine out of our sorrows or we can offer them to God as a sacrifice of praise.&nbsp;The choice is ours.”&nbsp;<span style="margin: 0px;">&nbsp; </span></span></span></div><div style="margin: 0px;"></div><div style="margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 11pt; margin: 0px;"><br /></span></div><div style="margin: 0px;"></div><div style="margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 11pt; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 11pt; margin: 0px;">Self-pity is when you refuse to see the little things you can be grateful for, even in the midst of the pain. Self-pity is rejecting the idea that others face challenges and hurt deeply. Self-pity is resisting the thought that one day God can bring something good of what is terrible.<span style="margin: 0px;">&nbsp; </span></span></span></div><div style="margin: 0px;"></div><div style="margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 11pt; margin: 0px;"><br /></span></div><div style="margin: 0px;"></div><div style="margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 11pt; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 11pt; margin: 0px;">On the other hand, self-pity is not whitewashing your misfortune with comments like “It’s all good.” Or comparing your pain to someone else’s and deciding you should not grieve.<span style="margin: 0px;">&nbsp; </span></span></span></div><div style="margin: 0px;"></div><div style="margin: 0px 0px 0px 72px;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 11pt; margin: 0px;"><br /></span></div><div style="margin: 0px;"></div><div style="margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 11pt; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 11pt; margin: 0px;">Your pain is your pain.<span style="margin: 0px;">&nbsp; </span>Recognize it rather than pretend it does not exist. For example, Annie was waiting at a red light when someone behind her failed to stop and pushed her car into the car in front of her.<span style="margin: 0px;">&nbsp; </span>Her car was totaled, and she ached all over. When I saw her five days later, she told me about the accident, but she also wanted me to know the blessings she’d received. She told me her husband was in town close by, which was unusual during the workweek, and he immediately came to the accident. “My friends have pampered me with their time and attention,” she said. “It’s a huge disappointment because I really liked my car. It’s also a real inconvenience, but I’m dealing with it as best I can.” Annie is honestly dealing with her feelings of loss.</span></span></div><div style="margin: 0px;"></div><div style="margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 11pt; margin: 0px;"><br /></span></div><div style="margin: 0px;"></div><div style="margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 11pt; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 11pt; margin: 0px;">In contrast, Whitney is not. Three years after Whitney’s husband walked out on her and their two children, she continues to be bitter and self-focused. When one friend mentioned that a mutual friend’s husband was dying of cancer, Whitney barely acknowledged the news. Immediately she shared all that she and the children have faced and their latest challenges. Referring to their mutual friend, Whitney finally said, “Well, at least she wasn’t rejected by her husband and left financially destitute.”</span></span></div><div style="margin: 0px;"></div><div style="margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 11pt; margin: 0px;"><br /></span></div><div style="margin: 0px;"></div><div style="margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 11pt; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 11pt; margin: 0px;">Recently I lamented to a friend about how upset I was about a difficult situation in my family. I did what I normally do. I beat myself up for feeling sad and said, “I realize I have so much to be grateful for. Besides things could be much worse.”<span style="margin: 0px;">&nbsp; </span></span></span></div><div style="margin: 0px;"></div><div style="background: white; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 11pt; margin: 0px;"><br /></span></div><div style="margin: 0px;"></div><div style="background: white; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 11pt; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 11pt; margin: 0px;">"Yes, it could be worse, but remember what you told me after my husband died? I was afraid I was complaining about my circumstances too much and stuck in self-pity. You reminded me that my pain was my pain. It was okay to feel bad.&nbsp;Acknowledging the hurt was the only way I could get to the place of accepting what had happened."&nbsp;</span></span></div><div style="margin: 0px;"></div><div style="background: white; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 11pt; margin: 0px;"><br /></span></div><div style="margin: 0px;"></div><div style="background: white; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 11pt; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 11pt; margin: 0px;">Don’t you love it when someone throws your words back at you? But she was right. My pain was my pain, and it was real. I wasn't to wallow in it and dwell on it. Instead, I needed to acknowledge it, grieve what happened and come to terms with it.&nbsp;I’m still working through the sadness and anger, but one day I will reach a place of acceptance. Some people might think I’m focused only on my sorrows, but I know I’m grieving.<span style="margin: 0px;">&nbsp; </span></span></span></div><div style="margin: 0px;"></div><div style="margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 11pt; margin: 0px;"><br /></span></div><div style="margin: 0px;"></div><div style="margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 11pt; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 11pt; margin: 0px;">Scripture: </span></span></div><div style="margin: 0px;"></div><div style="margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 11pt; margin: 0px;"><span style="background: white; color: #001320; font-family: &quot;arial&quot; , &quot;sans-serif&quot;; margin: 0px;">“The LORD is near to the brokenhearted and saves the crushed in spirit.” (Psalm 34:18 ESV).</span></span><br /><br /></div>Ferree Bowman Hardyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10739485535852107104noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382629264175127167.post-69056201251050097412019-05-04T14:26:00.001-04:002019-05-04T14:32:09.671-04:00Dancing On My Ashes I The StoryMy friend Donna in Missouri got to meet Heather Gilion at a<br />LIVE FREE event last night.<br />I wish I'd been there!<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/qr3bRtVB_RI" width="480"></iframe>Ferree Bowman Hardyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10739485535852107104noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382629264175127167.post-10400631300535496112019-04-29T08:00:00.000-04:002019-04-29T08:00:02.361-04:00Carrying the crossGood morning, anniversaries can be really hard,&nbsp; can't they? My friend Carrie wrote the following last year on this anniversary of her husband's home-going day... and she carries her cross with joy, still today...<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div style="margin: 0px 0px 13.33px;"><span style="font-family: &quot;calibri&quot;;">April 29, 2018</span></div><div style="margin: 0px 0px 13.33px;"><span style="font-family: &quot;calibri&quot;;">Eight years has passed by with many tears and much grief, yet, God has sustained me with even more joy. When I think about how my life changed 8 years ago today...waking up on a beautiful spring morning having my day planned to go on a field trip with my daughter Quinci.&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;calibri&quot;;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: &quot;calibri&quot;;">I got the devastating phone call soon after, realizing I was a widow and would be raising my three little girls alone. My husband, their daddy was gone; in a blink of an eye, he was in heaven.&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;calibri&quot;;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: &quot;calibri&quot;;">Yet, God sustained me. Along side the Interstate crying and screaming, God sustained me.&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;calibri&quot;;">In my loneliness and darkest hour, God sustained me. He has never left my side one single time.&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;calibri&quot;;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: &quot;calibri&quot;;">God is still sustaining me. I woke up this morning in a much different way, next to my second husband. He's a loving and supportive man that has shared and loved me through the grief of my past.&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;calibri&quot;;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: &quot;calibri&quot;;">I am a different person than eight years ago. Life is so different now, full of much joy; yet grief is still there at times. I am loved well and because of Jesus and His healing power. I am healed and can face each day with joy.&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;calibri&quot;;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: &quot;calibri&quot;;">Joy is not simply a smile on the lips; it is peace in the heart as a result of our mind being continually kept on Christ.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><b></b><i></i><u></u><sub></sub><sup></sup><strike></strike><span style="font-family: &quot;calibri&quot;;"></span></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; color: black; float: left; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-right: 1em; orphans: 2; padding: 6px; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><tbody style="margin-bottom: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><tr style="margin-bottom: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><td style="text-align: center;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6hrVic5pZc/XMZU_m3HOiI/AAAAAAAAG4o/oV6YoKGgNjs3GKA-C0FR9sNBJhVIhjZUwCLcBGAs/s1600/carrie%2Bkistler%2Bcarrying%2Bcross.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="202" data-original-width="152" src="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6hrVic5pZc/XMZU_m3HOiI/AAAAAAAAG4o/oV6YoKGgNjs3GKA-C0FR9sNBJhVIhjZUwCLcBGAs/s1600/carrie%2Bkistler%2Bcarrying%2Bcross.jpg" /></a></div></td></tr><tr style="margin-bottom: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 12.8px; padding-top: 4px; text-align: center;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">April 2019</div></td></tr></tbody></table><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; color: black; display: inline !important; float: none; font-family: Times New Roman; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;">My friend Carrie had the unique privilege of being one of the people who carried this cross through the streets of her hometown. It reminds me to take up my cross too. And it reminds me of all my widow friends who each carry their own particular crosses. <br /><div style="margin: 0px 0px 13.33px;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Brush Script MT&quot;; line-height: 115%; margin: 0px;">❤ferree</span></div></span><b></b><i></i><u></u><sub></sub><sup></sup><strike></strike><br />Ferree Bowman Hardyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10739485535852107104noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382629264175127167.post-58294774307695622802019-04-22T08:00:00.000-04:002019-04-22T08:00:02.454-04:00SAVE THE DATE: Fall 2019 events//Spring 2020 eventsOf course you can't go to all of these, but I love that we're getting some various locations! Midwest, South, and Northeast! These are all I know of so far, but please email me at WCplace@gmail.com if you know of others I should mention. Thanks!<br /><br />Oct. 18- 20&nbsp; A Life After Breath Experience - A Widow's Calling<br />Maranatha Conference Grounds, Oct. 18 - 20. More info will follow in May.<br /><br />Nov. 4 - 9 Widows Link Cruise:<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PU2AM8Tfogo/XLH-ovL3_jI/AAAAAAAAG14/TxSMa4uHn9gFbsnbV5eFmsOBold-cumLgCLcBGAs/s1600/Widows%252BLink%252BCruise%252BFlyer%252B2018.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1294" data-original-width="1000" height="320" src="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PU2AM8Tfogo/XLH-ovL3_jI/AAAAAAAAG14/TxSMa4uHn9gFbsnbV5eFmsOBold-cumLgCLcBGAs/s320/Widows%252BLink%252BCruise%252BFlyer%252B2018.jpg" width="247" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Dec. 6-7, 2019 Florence, SC Weekend With the Author. (Tentative, more info will follow. <a href="/2015/12/a-weekend-to-remember.html">Click here </a>for more info)&nbsp;</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">March 6-8, 2020 Sandy Cove Ministry Center, North East, Maryland <a href="https://www.sandycove.org/events/widow-s-journey-march-6-8-2020/introduction/">Click here for the website.</a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="margin: 0px;">March April 3 - 5, 2020&nbsp; Widows Link retreat in Springville, Alabama.</div>Ferree Bowman Hardyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10739485535852107104noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382629264175127167.post-9781561980834195662019-04-17T17:08:00.001-04:002019-04-17T17:08:32.787-04:00This Easter...<span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;"><b>How My Husband’s Death Changed <br />the Way I See Easter</b></span><br /><br /><div>My first spring after instant widowhood altered&nbsp;</div><div>my perspective on resurrection.</div><div class="article-featured-image" style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: #545454; font-family: Roboto; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; margin: auto; max-width: 1040px; orphans: 2; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration-color: initial; text-decoration-style: initial; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><img alt="" class="attachment-full size-full wp-post-image" height="326" sizes="(max-width: 1040px) 100vw, 1040px" src="https://cdn2-www.familylife.com/wp-content/uploads/sites/51/2018/03/how-my-husbands-death-changed-the-way-i-see-easter-1040x326.jpg" srcset="https://cdn2-www.familylife.com/wp-content/uploads/sites/51/2018/03/how-my-husbands-death-changed-the-way-i-see-easter-1040x326.jpg 1040w, https://cdn2-www.familylife.com/wp-content/uploads/sites/51/2018/03/how-my-husbands-death-changed-the-way-i-see-easter-1040x326-300x94.jpg 300w, https://cdn2-www.familylife.com/wp-content/uploads/sites/51/2018/03/how-my-husbands-death-changed-the-way-i-see-easter-1040x326-768x241.jpg 768w, https://cdn1-www.familylife.com/wp-content/uploads/sites/51/2018/03/how-my-husbands-death-changed-the-way-i-see-easter-1040x326-1024x321.jpg 1024w" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; height: auto; margin: 0px; max-width: 100%; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;" width="1040" /></div><div class="article-author" style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: #545454; font-family: Roboto; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; margin: auto; max-width: 1040px; orphans: 2; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: right; text-decoration-color: initial; text-decoration-style: initial; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;">By Sabrina Beasley McDonald</div><div class="article-content" style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: #545454; font-family: Roboto; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; margin: auto; max-width: 1040px; orphans: 2; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: start; text-decoration-color: initial; text-decoration-style: initial; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><div class="at-above-post addthis_tool" data-url="https://www.familylife.com/articles/topics/holidays/featured-holidays/easter-and-lent/how-my-husbands-death-changed-the-way-i-see-easter/" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"></div><div style="border-image: none; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px; font-weight: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 20px; vertical-align: baseline;"><i>"How many times in my Christian life have I heard that Jesus rose from the grave?"</i></div><div style="-webkit-font-smoothing: subpixel-antialiased; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 20px; vertical-align: baseline;"><a href="https://www.familylife.com/articles/topics/holidays/featured-holidays/easter-and-lent/how-my-husbands-death-changed-the-way-i-see-easter">Click here</a> for the full story at Family Life.com. It might change the way you see Easter too.</div><div style="-webkit-font-smoothing: subpixel-antialiased; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 20px; vertical-align: baseline;">As for me, I don't remember any details about the first Easter after my husband died except that I bought a bag of peanut M&amp;M's. They were his favorite candy. All other memories are frozen behind a locked door in my mind. It was only 2 months or less after he died. It was agony--I could relate to this writer's experience. I had no warm fuzzy feelings about heaven, only cold sharp doubts. A hard lesson of faith is accepting what God has said and not judging it's reality by whether or not it agrees with my emotions.&nbsp;</div><div style="-webkit-font-smoothing: subpixel-antialiased; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 20px; vertical-align: baseline;">Yet, speaking of emotion, faith is also knowing that Jesus weeps with you at the graveside like he did at Lazarus' tomb. Hebrews tell us "...we do not have a high priest who is unable to sympathize with our weaknesses… he offered up prayers and petitions with loud cries and tears to the one who could save him..."</div><div style="-webkit-font-smoothing: subpixel-antialiased; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 20px; vertical-align: baseline;">I want to get to know this side of my Savior this Easter. The ordinary and earthy side, the one who's heart could break. Triumphant?--ultimately yes. But for now I want to think about how he wept at his friend's grave. I wouldn't doubt that he still weeps at the grave of each of his friends (like your husband's and mine), and then --- because he understands and is able to sympathize with us --- and because he holds the power of life and death--- he patiently waits for each of us to look up and see him through our tears. He's alive!---and that's our personal Easter morning.&nbsp;</div><div style="-webkit-font-smoothing: subpixel-antialiased; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 20px; vertical-align: baseline;">Blessings on you during these holy days, watch for him!<span style="color: #b00000;">&nbsp;</span></div><div style="-webkit-font-smoothing: subpixel-antialiased; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 20px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="color: #b00000;">❤&nbsp; </span><span style="font-family: &quot;Brush Script MT&quot;; font-size: 22pt; line-height: 115%; margin: 0px;"><span style="color: #444444;">ferree</span></span></div><div style="-webkit-font-smoothing: subpixel-antialiased; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 20px; vertical-align: baseline;"> <span style="color: #b00000;"></span></div></div><b></b><i></i><u></u><sub></sub><sup></sup><strike></strike><b></b><i></i><u></u><sub></sub><sup></sup><strike></strike><br />Ferree Bowman Hardyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10739485535852107104noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382629264175127167.post-45216377101122008512019-04-15T08:00:00.000-04:002019-04-17T17:12:00.475-04:00How Often Do I Post Here at Widows Christian Place?Here's a question that came in my email. Others of you might wonder the same thing so I thought, "Why not? Let's turn it into a post because there are some good things to say about it."<br /><br /><b><span style="color: red;">Q. </span></b>Often do you post on your blog?<br /><span style="color: blue;"><b>A.</b> </span>I try to post every Monday but I don't always make it.<br /><br /><b><span style="color: red;">Q. </span></b>Why don't you always make it?<br /><span style="color: blue;"><b>A. </b></span>The main thing that prevents me is when I travel. Don't envy me, I don't mean travelling on luxury vacations. I can't get my kids to come to me so I have to go see them and they are scattered from coast to coast--literally. The closest are only 500 miles away in Delaware and Ohio, two other adult children are in Seattle, WA. My dad is in Wisconsin, and in-laws are in New York. And when I travel I get the cheap tickets with like only a carry-on so I pack real light and simply can't/won't take a laptop. My phone is really old so I don't use it for blogging or Facebook. So if I'm on the road or in the air I'm off the Internet. I also work as a school librarian for 30 hours a week. So I love blogging, but other stuff interferes.<br /><br /><b><span style="color: red;">Q. </span></b>How can your readers find answers to their questions if you're not always posting?<br /><b><span style="color: blue;">A. </span></b>There's a nifty device here on the main site (not on your email view). It's a search box. Enter any word you have a question about and it'll pull up everything I've got on it.<br />Here's a large print of what it looks like over on the sidebar:<br /><div class="widget Image" data-version="1" id="Image4"><div class="widget-content"><br /></div></div><div class="widget BlogSearch" data-version="1" id="BlogSearch1"><h2 class="title">1. 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You may also search the labels and the archives but the search box is my personal favorite.</span></div></div><br /><b><span style="color: red;">Q. </span></b>How do I know when you've posted something new? I don't have time to be checking your blog every week to see if you have a new post.<br /><b><span style="color: blue;">A. </span></b>That's a wonder of technology too! I wouldn't want to have to keep checking either. 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font-family: inherit;"><b><br /></b></span><span style="color: red; font-family: inherit;"><b>Q. </b></span><span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;">Why do you keep saying "(not your email view)"?</span><br /><span style="color: blue; font-family: inherit;"><b>A.</b></span><span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;"> When you subscribe and receive my posts as email you <i><b>don't </b></i>get the search features, comments, etc. BUT, you can easily access them by simply clicking on THE TITLE. Another wonder of technology! Click that title and you go straight to the blog site on the Internet and get all the extra features. &nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;"><br /></span><span style="color: red; font-family: inherit;"><b>Q.</b></span><span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;"> But I really need a daily dose of encouragement. Are there any daily posts for grief or widowhood?</span><span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;"><br /></span><br /><span style="color: blue; font-family: inherit;"><b>A.</b></span><span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;"> Yes! I totally understand and I'm happy to mention some that have the staff on hand to publish daily. Go to <a href="http://griefshare.org/">GriefShare.org</a> and sign up for their daily emails. On Facebook sign up to follow my friends at <a href="https://www.facebook.com/AWidowsMight/">AWidowsMight </a></span><span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://www.facebook.com/AWidowsMight/">https://www.facebook.com/AWidowsMight/</a></span><br /><span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;"><br /></span><span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;"><br /></span><span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div></td></tr></tbody></table></form></div></div></div>Ferree Bowman Hardyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10739485535852107104noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382629264175127167.post-3332323743804889472019-04-01T08:00:00.000-04:002019-04-01T08:00:11.268-04:00PRACTICAL TIPS FOR A WIDOWS GROUP<a href="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DMhvZ_JKDxc/TacK0ECvkRI/AAAAAAAABRI/FDuT9pVh-MkJtqtQyPMPKoxAxHsYhGD3QCPcBGAYYCw/s1600/springtime%2Bwalk.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="375" data-original-width="500" height="150" src="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DMhvZ_JKDxc/TacK0ECvkRI/AAAAAAAABRI/FDuT9pVh-MkJtqtQyPMPKoxAxHsYhGD3QCPcBGAYYCw/s200/springtime%2Bwalk.jpg" width="200" /></a><br />Here are a few tips that might help with your group. They might also prompt some of your good ideas. Would you share them with us? Enter them as a comment or email them to WCplace@gmail.com<br />💗&nbsp;&nbsp;<span style="font-family: &quot;Brush Script MT&quot;; font-size: 22pt;">ferree</span><br /><br /><br />PRACTICAL TIPS FOR A WIDOWS GROUP<br /><br /><br />* You can't fix the situation but you can encourage the woman.<br />* What’s said in the group stays in the group.<br />* Each group has its own personality.<br />* Over-invite. Many widows will back out at the last minute; don’t take it personally.<br />* Widowhood and grief are transitional times so in the long run, both you and your group will change and that’s a good thing.<br />* Facilitate, don’t dominate the discussions. Use open-ended questions, not questions with yes or no answers<br /><br />*Ask a question that is non-threatening such as:<br /><br /><ul><li>* How has someone shown a kindness to you recently or in the past</li><li>* How have you shown kindness to someone</li><li>* Have you traveled to an interesting place</li><li>* Is there a place you would like to visit</li><li>* Do you have a pet story</li><li>* Do you have a most embarrassing moment story</li><li>* Do you like to talk on the phone or prefer emails</li><li>* What is your favorite dinner or place to eat</li></ul><br />* Have fun! It’s OK to laugh!<br />* Call just to “chat” – it is an opening to hear their story and where they are in their grief<br />* Send notes to encourage or as a reminder that someone is thinking of them<br />* Don’t forget those widows that cannot get out – remember them with visits, cards, calls<br /><br />These were part of a workshop that Bebe Holland and I presented at A Widow's Journey Retreat on March 2.Ferree Bowman Hardyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10739485535852107104noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382629264175127167.post-68141450928837705432019-03-25T08:00:00.000-04:002019-03-25T08:00:05.295-04:00How to Start A Widow's GroupLast week I shared about the Naomi Ministry in Alban PA. Their group started when the Lord stirred the hearts of two widows to reach out to others. Is God stirring your heart too?<br /><br />I've heard from many of you that He is!<br /><br />Reaching out ideas and actions come in many forms:<br /><ul><li>A Mennonite widow in Virginia hosted a Valentines Dinner for widows in her new business venture, a café, and gave them a free, delicious meal along with an evening of heart-felt sharing and talent.</li><li>A church in the Pittsburgh PA area plans to host a Tea for Widows event, aiming for 50 to attend.</li><li>A twice-widowed woman I recently met leads a group of 192 widows at her church, and the church didn't seem too interested at first! But she told me that although she doesn't fight for many things, her experiences of walking alone and abandoned as a widow made her passionate that no other woman in her circle of influence will ever have to go it alone like she did! The church leaders seem to be listening now. 😅</li><li>"Book club" type groups use <a href="/p/bookstore-postcards-from-widows-path.html">Postcards from the Widows Path and its discussion guide</a>, (request the guide by emailing me at wcplace@gmail.com. I'll need your mailing address); or Miriam Neff's From One Widow to Another set of DVD's.&nbsp;</li><li>Other groups-- small, local groups of 4 - 12 women like mine in South Carolina or Bebe's in the Philadelphia area get together for lunch in homes or restaurants about once a month. Bebe always makes sure they have some good laughs by bringing along some silly stories and jokes. I start with a fun "ice-breaker" conversation starter, we eat and talk, and afterwards we have some "soul food" which is just a short devotional, a Psalm, or a reading from this blog or Facebook pertaining to widowhood and hope. Then we talk some more!</li><li>CEO--Caring for Each Other, is a local group that started with a widow's heart to help others back in 2012 in Kansas. It now reaches over 100 hurting people in their community, funded and fueled by God's grace. My friend Carmen has seen God supply their needs over and over again.</li></ul>There are others too! and I hope to tell you about them in the weeks to come. But back to the basic question---How to START?<br /><br />Pray! And pray about all these things:<br /><ul><li>Find the person(s) you can team up with.</li><li>Discern whether your group can be 1). a ministry of your local church (always the first choice, but not always possible), or if it will be 2). a home group, or 3). a community group that meets in a public place.&nbsp;</li><li>Talk about your purpose and outreach--what unique service will you provide? Fellowship and social and&nbsp; emotional support are legit! But you can also survey widows in the area or in your church to see what they actually want and if your ideas fit. This will help build a case for your church to be involved.</li><li>Decide how often to meet--(weekly, bi-weekly, monthly; a.m. or p.m.), what you will do, any costs involved. (I will mention resources in a future post).&nbsp;</li><li>Plan your first kick-off event and start inviting!&nbsp;</li></ul>For further detail and help go to Miriam Neff's website and this page: <a href="http://widowconnection.com/resources/how-to-start-a-widows-ministry/">How To Start A Widows Ministry</a>&nbsp; She has a wealth of information. You'll find a ready-made survey to download and a starter list for referrals of businesses to help widows in your locale. Search the rest of her website for 7 reasons why churches should have widows ministry and how to order her DVD's for starting a widows group.<br /><br />Let's do this!<br /><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Brush Script MT&quot;; font-size: 22pt;">💗 ferree</span><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vQAI75Qwlx4/TacOyc9wjPI/AAAAAAAABRM/ucx2gKIBXvwVhEY2URlncNgWgq93jfp-gCPcBGAYYCw/s1600/hands-and-bible.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="282" data-original-width="425" height="212" src="https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vQAI75Qwlx4/TacOyc9wjPI/AAAAAAAABRM/ucx2gKIBXvwVhEY2URlncNgWgq93jfp-gCPcBGAYYCw/s320/hands-and-bible.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br /><br />Ferree Bowman Hardyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10739485535852107104noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382629264175127167.post-16138317904769992442019-03-18T08:00:00.000-04:002019-03-18T08:00:04.667-04:00Widows Group: Naomi's Ministry in Alban, PAGetting ready to kick-off into their second year of ministry, the Naomi's Ministry in Alban, PA continues to blossom and grow. Denise Sweeney sent me a description and some of the ways that she and co-leader Carol Eskridge get the word out about their weekly group.<br /><br />I'm delighted to share their ideas here so you can adapt them to start your own group at your church.<br /><br />First, the pictures, then follow through to see the good stuff Denise told me. (If you're viewing this on your phone and the photos don't show, try clicking on the title so you can get to the actual site).<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RdQT6eiI1vw/XI0v0JR6XdI/AAAAAAAAGyk/4hTIQkUyfFQrkINNZDvOlBGwHOxjvGYiACLcBGAs/s1600/Naomi%2Bministry%2Bin%2BPA%2B2019.1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1600" data-original-width="1200" height="200" src="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RdQT6eiI1vw/XI0v0JR6XdI/AAAAAAAAGyk/4hTIQkUyfFQrkINNZDvOlBGwHOxjvGYiACLcBGAs/s200/Naomi%2Bministry%2Bin%2BPA%2B2019.1.jpg" width="150" /></a></div>&nbsp;This is their brochure. At the top you'll see:<br />*Naomi's Ministry (named after Naomi from the Book of Ruth in the Bible) *their mission statement in a nutshell--widows helping widows<br />At the bottom:<br />*the church name and address<br />On the back (not pictured):<br />*contact info for Carol and Denise with their names, phone #s and email addresses.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f2NUaq_c9aM/XI0v82IMH5I/AAAAAAAAGys/m4M7fZYvoRMAnbc4iP8WIjzsRJceaE9QgCLcBGAs/s1600/Naomi%2Bministry%2Bin%2BPA%2B2019.2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1600" height="150" src="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f2NUaq_c9aM/XI0v82IMH5I/AAAAAAAAGys/m4M7fZYvoRMAnbc4iP8WIjzsRJceaE9QgCLcBGAs/s200/Naomi%2Bministry%2Bin%2BPA%2B2019.2.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><br />Inside the brochure it says "As widows, we are on a journey that God has chosen for us. It's a difficult one, but God has told us in His Word that we are special to His heart." (II Corinthians 1:3-4&nbsp; and I Peter 5:10 are printed out in full in case you can't see it in my fuzzy photo).<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vLtNsfk0210/XI0v9M7uBcI/AAAAAAAAGyw/n0UjlP3hRSsQdQliNEEqx4kqQgWj-T_MACLcBGAs/s1600/Naomi%2Bministry%2Bin%2BPA%2B2019.3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1600" data-original-width="1200" height="200" src="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vLtNsfk0210/XI0v9M7uBcI/AAAAAAAAGyw/n0UjlP3hRSsQdQliNEEqx4kqQgWj-T_MACLcBGAs/s200/Naomi%2Bministry%2Bin%2BPA%2B2019.3.jpg" width="150" /></a></div>I love this idea---the folded standing up card is simply an altered version of the front of the brochure. It's printed on card stock, blank on the inside, and may be used for notecards or at luncheons for place marks, etc.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K03b_mpCZps/XI0v81lr9HI/AAAAAAAAGyo/qrRdgv9iFU89oCvyyUszv6YD03mO1GzbACLcBGAs/s1600/Naomi%2Bministry%2Bin%2BPA%2B2019.4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><br /></a></div>This last photo displays the promo sheet for their start up which was a luncheon for widows at their church. They also created a questionnaire to gather information about each attendee and their interests, and also discover additional ideas for ways that a widows group could effectively minister.<br />The group has since invited speakers from their church who are professionals in estate and financial planning and they've taken day trips and more! They always have announcements in the church programs and good support from the office staff and pulpit--which is very important! Please read on for more from Denise. <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K03b_mpCZps/XI0v81lr9HI/AAAAAAAAGy4/RwKe7H5q-mMXkOO4Ru0MvWyBDW0L9cAWgCEwYBhgL/s1600/Naomi%2Bministry%2Bin%2BPA%2B2019.4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1600" data-original-width="1200" height="320" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K03b_mpCZps/XI0v81lr9HI/AAAAAAAAGy4/RwKe7H5q-mMXkOO4Ru0MvWyBDW0L9cAWgCEwYBhgL/s320/Naomi%2Bministry%2Bin%2BPA%2B2019.4.jpg" width="240" /></a></div>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; <br /><div style="margin: 0px 0px 13.33px;"><span style="font-family: calibri;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="margin: 0px;">What is the main thing you do?</span></b><span style="margin: 0px;"><span style="margin: 0px;">&nbsp; </span></span></span></div><br /><div style="margin: 0px 0px 0px 48px; text-indent: -0.25in;"><span style="font-family: Symbol; margin: 0px;"><span style="margin: 0px;">·<span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 7pt &quot;Times New Roman&quot;; margin: 0px;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span></span></span><span style="background: rgb(241, 240, 240); color: #444950; font-family: &quot;Helvetica&quot;,&quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; margin: 0px;">Our main purpose is to offer support love and encouragement to Widows. </span><span style="margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: calibri;">To give them a safe place that they can come and share their pain, cry and grieve with others who understands. No one can really understand what a widow is going through better than another widow.</span></span></div><br /><div style="margin: 0px 0px 0px 48px; text-indent: -0.25in;"><span style="font-family: Symbol; margin: 0px;"><span style="margin: 0px;">·<span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 7pt &quot;Times New Roman&quot;; margin: 0px;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span></span></span><span style="margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: calibri;">We have done book studies (Postcards from a Widows Path, From One Widow to Another, and others).</span></span></div><br /><div style="margin: 0px 0px 0px 48px; text-indent: -0.25in;"><span style="font-family: Symbol; margin: 0px;"><span style="margin: 0px;">·<span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 7pt &quot;Times New Roman&quot;; margin: 0px;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<span style="background-color: white; color: black;"></span></span></span></span><span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: border-box; background-image: none; background-origin: padding-box; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat; background-size: auto; font-family: &quot;Helvetica&quot;,&quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; margin: 0px;"><span style="background-color: white; color: black;">Once a month we meet at a local pizza place for a change of pace. On those nights we do a devotional and share a meal and just enjoy being together.</span></span><span style="margin: 0px;"></span></div><br /><div style="margin: 0px 0px 0px 48px; text-indent: -0.25in;"><span style="font-family: Symbol; margin: 0px;"><span style="margin: 0px;">·<span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 7pt &quot;Times New Roman&quot;; margin: 0px;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span></span></span><span style="margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: calibri;">We have done trips together. This past November we went to Lancaster to the Sight and Sound Theatre to see the show JESUS. Afterward we had a wonderful meal together.<span style="margin: 0px;">&nbsp; </span>We have also done day trips to the shore and Lancaster to shop and have lunch together. And the ladies also enjoy getting together for lunch or dinner. Not the entire group but maybe 3 or 4 of the ladies will do that between meetings. The ladies have really bonded and truly enjoy spending time together. On special occasions we will go out to a nicer place for dinner to celebrate holidays and such. We also do weekly prayer requests and praises for answered prayers. </span></span></div><br /><div style="margin: 0px 0px 0px 48px; text-indent: -0.25in;"><span style="font-family: Symbol; margin: 0px;"><span style="margin: 0px;">·<span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 7pt &quot;Times New Roman&quot;; margin: 0px;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span></span></span><span style="margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: calibri;">We are coming up on our 2nd year anniversary. We plan to celebrate by having a High Tea at our church on March 30th. We also plan on inviting Widows from other local churches to come to find out more about our group.</span></span></div><br /><div style="margin: 0px 0px 13.33px 48px; text-indent: -0.25in;"><span style="font-family: Symbol; margin: 0px;"><span style="margin: 0px;">·<span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 7pt &quot;Times New Roman&quot;; margin: 0px;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span></span></span><span style="margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: calibri;">One more thing that I forgot to mention. We have also had meetings with guest speakers. For example: we had a financial planner from our church come and explain to the ladies how to take over and manage our funds (or lack there of). He explained budgeting, insurance needs, etc. We also had an estate lawyer, again from our church, come to explain wills, POA’s living wills, etc.<span style="margin: 0px;">&nbsp; </span>These people were able to offer advice that was so valuable to the Widows during a time of confusion and not being sure what they should or should not be doing.</span></span></div><br /><div style="margin: 0px 0px 13.33px;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: calibri;">How did your group get started?</span></span></b></div><br /><div style="margin: 0px 0px 0px 48px; text-indent: -0.25in;"><span style="font-family: Symbol; margin: 0px;"><span style="margin: 0px;">·<span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 7pt &quot;Times New Roman&quot;; margin: 0px;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span></span></span><span style="margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: calibri;">Our group got started after reading “<a href="/p/bookstore-postcards-from-widows-path.html">Postcards from a Widows Path</a>.”</span></span></div><br /><div style="margin: 0px 0px 0px 48px; text-indent: -0.25in;"><span style="font-family: Symbol; margin: 0px;"><span style="margin: 0px;">·<span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 7pt &quot;Times New Roman&quot;; margin: 0px;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span></span></span><span style="margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: calibri;">God just really put it on my heart the need for a ministry to the Widows at our church. Once the idea got started, God graciously opened doors for us to get started. </span></span></div><br /><div style="margin: 0px 0px 0px 48px; text-indent: -0.25in;"><span style="font-family: Symbol; margin: 0px;"><span style="margin: 0px;">·<span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 7pt &quot;Times New Roman&quot;; margin: 0px;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span></span></span><span style="margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: calibri;">Carol Eskridge and I presented our plans to the Women’s Ministry at our Church. From there, we presented the idea to the Church Committee. We received encouragement, support and approval from all concerned. </span></span></div><br /><div style="margin: 0px 0px 0px 48px; text-indent: -0.25in;"><span style="font-family: Symbol; margin: 0px;"><span style="margin: 0px;">·<span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 7pt &quot;Times New Roman&quot;; margin: 0px;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span></span></span><span style="margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: calibri;">Our first meeting was held on March 25, 2017. We placed announcements in our church bulletin, along with passing out flyers and inviting Widows that we knew personally. We held a luncheon at our church to share what we would like to offer to Widows. We told the ladies how very much God Loves and Cares for Widows and how we hoped that our group could help share God’s love with them.</span></span></div><div style="margin: 0px 0px 0px 48px; text-indent: -0.25in;"><span style="margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: calibri;"><br /></span></span></div><br /><div style="margin: 0px 0px 13.33px 48px; text-indent: -0.25in;"><span style="font-family: Symbol; margin: 0px;"><span style="margin: 0px;">·<span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 7pt &quot;Times New Roman&quot;; margin: 0px;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span></span></span><span style="margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: calibri;">God has been so faithful to Carol and me over these last two years and we have seen amazing growth and blessings in the ladies of Naomi’s Ministry</span></span></div><span style="margin: 0px;"><span style="font-family: calibri;"><div style="margin: 0px 0px 13.33px 48px; text-indent: -0.25in;">Thank you Denise, and may God use this to plant other widow ministries!</div><div style="margin: 0px 0px 13.33px 48px; text-indent: -0.25in;">Do you have a widows group going too? I'd love to hear about it! Please email me at WCplace@gmail.com&nbsp;</div><div style="margin: 0px 0px 13.33px 48px; text-indent: -0.25in;">Thank for visiting here today,</div><div style="margin: 0px 0px 13.33px 48px; text-indent: -0.25in;">❤ <span style="font-family: &quot;Brush Script MT&quot;; font-size: 22pt; line-height: 115%; margin: 0px;">ferree</span></div></span></span><div style="margin: 0px 0px 13.33px;"><br /></div><br /><div style="margin: 0px 0px 13.33px;"><span style="font-family: calibri;"></span><br /></div>Ferree Bowman Hardyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10739485535852107104noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382629264175127167.post-77054547203928574812019-03-12T21:48:00.000-04:002019-03-14T19:57:55.828-04:00Widows Link CruiseAt the Widow's Journey Retreat I was so pleased to meet a "missionary to widows" --Marlene Craft. Wow! What a wonderful concept and ministry! In 2015 Marlene became the first missionary to widows with the Assemblies of God denomination. I want to explore her website more but I also want to let you know about A CRUISE FOR WIDOWS she hosts. This will be the 5th year, and it's growing and growing. I imagine the weekend retreat I was just at and having 6 days together instead of just 2-- it'd be a wonderful, life-enhancing, growing time with the Lord.<br />The registration is coming up quick--March 21. <b><span style="color: red;">UPDATE: It's been changed to May 15! yay! I hope some of you can go! </span></b>Contact Marlene at her website <i><a href="http://widowslink.org/widowscruise">Widows Link</a></i>&nbsp; if you have any questions. <br /><span style="font-family: &quot;brush script mt&quot;; line-height: 115%; margin: 0px;">💗<span style="font-size: large;">ferree</span></span><br /><br /><a href="https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ifM0Wfh5wls/XIhe14GucJI/AAAAAAAAGxs/s68kmuNkvJAyDcT6S24fhGqjdoowGOhGQCLcBGAs/s1600/Widows%252BLink%252BCruise%252BFlyer%252B2018.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1294" data-original-width="1000" height="320" src="https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ifM0Wfh5wls/XIhe14GucJI/AAAAAAAAGxs/s68kmuNkvJAyDcT6S24fhGqjdoowGOhGQCLcBGAs/s320/Widows%252BLink%252BCruise%252BFlyer%252B2018.jpg" width="247" /></a><br /><br /><b></b><i></i><u></u><sub></sub><sup></sup><strike></strike>Ferree Bowman Hardyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10739485535852107104noreply@blogger.com1