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About Me
Fun Facts about Van Walton
My favorite smell: The way the earth smells after it rains.
My favorite sound: The first notes of a grand symphony.
My favorite way to relax: Sitting anywhere outside - on my front porch, on my deck, or by the lake, early in the morning with my first cup of coffee.
My favorite birthday dessert: a Peach cobbler baked by my husband. He’s my fave chef!
I will not eat: Avocado. They turn my stomach into a volcano that never erupts.
Technology I couldn't live without and why: My laptop - it takes me anywhere I want to go.
One thing that makes me smile: My sons' faces!
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Monday, July 27, 2009
MOVIN' ON AFTER MOVIN' IN MONDAYS
I DON’T LIKE THE FACT THAT MOVING IS SO MUCH A PART OF THE AMERICAN CULTURE!
When I moved to Charlotte my world came to and end. My heart broke and I really wondered if I had it in me to step out – AGAIN, to make friends, to do ministry, to live, to even communicate with God. I was not happy with Him for having moved me – AGAIN.
That was 10 years ago!
Fast forward –
Tonight I celebrated a dear friend’s 50 th birthday. I met her 9 years ago though a wonderful ministry – Moms In Touch. The middle school my son attended had a group of mothers who met once a week to pray for their children. IT just so happened that this group of women all had sons – lots of sons. We bonded and our sons did too!
God is so good when we obey Him.
Our little band of praying moms has stayed together. Tonight four of us – between us we have 12 boys- came together to celebrate another 50th birthday. Now we are all 50 and counting. I am the oldest!
How does this fit into moving, you ask?
Three years ago Kim moved away. It seemed our band of praying mothers would break up. But, you know what? I have been blessed to have had some fun times with Kim this year – three times we have been together for extended days and now – tonight, after she drove 12 hours, we came together to celebrate her! My husband prepared our dinner. We sat around the table- prayed, talked, laughed, shed a few tears, and smiled at the future. She opened funny gifts – presents to herlp her grow old gracefully. Our singing cards had us all up and dancing to Pretty Woman. Then we took pictures. We all agreed – and so did my husband, that we looked pretty good to be 50 and counting! We wondered if a magazine wouldn’t like to have our picture to publish us older ladies. We’re looking to see if there is a magazine out there that thinks we are hot women.
Who would have known – 10 years ago God moved me to Charlotte, I didn’t think I would ever find a friend like those I left behind in Wisconsin.
But God, He knows my greatest need. I live, breathe, adore girlfriends and He sent me the best. We came together over a common thread- our sons and prayer. Friendship has no greater bond than children and God.
I thought I had lost my shine 10 years ago when I sat up and took inventory after unpacking all my boxes, but God – He brought shine back into my life.
He’ll do that if we obey.
Shine!
When I moved to Charlotte my world came to and end. My heart broke and I really wondered if I had it in me to step out – AGAIN, to make friends, to do ministry, to live, to even communicate with God. I was not happy with Him for having moved me – AGAIN.
That was 10 years ago!
Fast forward –
Tonight I celebrated a dear friend’s 50 th birthday. I met her 9 years ago though a wonderful ministry – Moms In Touch. The middle school my son attended had a group of mothers who met once a week to pray for their children. IT just so happened that this group of women all had sons – lots of sons. We bonded and our sons did too!
God is so good when we obey Him.
Our little band of praying moms has stayed together. Tonight four of us – between us we have 12 boys- came together to celebrate another 50th birthday. Now we are all 50 and counting. I am the oldest!
How does this fit into moving, you ask?
Three years ago Kim moved away. It seemed our band of praying mothers would break up. But, you know what? I have been blessed to have had some fun times with Kim this year – three times we have been together for extended days and now – tonight, after she drove 12 hours, we came together to celebrate her! My husband prepared our dinner. We sat around the table- prayed, talked, laughed, shed a few tears, and smiled at the future. She opened funny gifts – presents to herlp her grow old gracefully. Our singing cards had us all up and dancing to Pretty Woman. Then we took pictures. We all agreed – and so did my husband, that we looked pretty good to be 50 and counting! We wondered if a magazine wouldn’t like to have our picture to publish us older ladies. We’re looking to see if there is a magazine out there that thinks we are hot women.
Who would have known – 10 years ago God moved me to Charlotte, I didn’t think I would ever find a friend like those I left behind in Wisconsin.
But God, He knows my greatest need. I live, breathe, adore girlfriends and He sent me the best. We came together over a common thread- our sons and prayer. Friendship has no greater bond than children and God.
I thought I had lost my shine 10 years ago when I sat up and took inventory after unpacking all my boxes, but God – He brought shine back into my life.
He’ll do that if we obey.
Shine!
MOVIN' ON AFTER MOVIN' IN MONDAYS
I DON’T LIKE THE FACT THAT MOVING IS SO MUCH A PART OF THE AMERICAN CULTURE!
When I moved to Charlotte my world came to and end. My heart broke and I really wondered if I had it in me to step out – AGAIN, to make friends, to do ministry, to live, to even communicate with God. I was not happy with Him for having moved me – AGAIN.
That was 10 years ago!
Fast forward –
Tonight I celebrated a dear friend’s 50 th birthday. I met her 9 years ago though a wonderful ministry – Moms In Touch. The middle school my son attended had a group of mothers who met once a week to pray for their children. IT just so happened that this group of women all had sons – lots of sons. We bonded and our sons did too!
God is so good when we obey Him.
Our little band of praying moms has stayed together. Tonight four of us – between us we have 12 boys- came together to celebrate another 50th birthday. Now we are all 50 and counting. I am the oldest!
How does this fit into moving, you ask?
Three years ago Kim moved away. It seemed our band of praying mothers would break up. But, you know what? I have been blessed to have had some fun times with Kim this year – three times we have been together for extended days and now – tonight, after she drove 12 hours, we came together to celebrate her! My husband prepared our dinner. We sat around the table- prayed, talked, laughed, shed a few tears, and smiled at the future. She opened funny gifts – presents to herlp her grow old gracefully. Our singing cards had us all up and dancing to Pretty Woman. Then we took pictures. We all agreed – and so did my husband, that we looked pretty good to be 50 and counting! We wondered if a magazine wouldn’t like to have our picture to publish us older ladies. We’re looking to see if there is a magazine out there that thinks we are hot women.
Who would have known – 10 years ago God moved me to Charlotte, I didn’t think I would ever find a friend like those I left behind in Wisconsin.
But God, He knows my greatest need. I live, breathe, adore girlfriends and He sent me the best. We came together over a common thread- our sons and prayer. Friendship has no greater bond than children and God.
I thought I had lost my shine 10 years ago when I sat up and took inventory after unpacking all my boxes, but God – He brought shine back into my life.
He’ll do that if we obey.
Shine!
When I moved to Charlotte my world came to and end. My heart broke and I really wondered if I had it in me to step out – AGAIN, to make friends, to do ministry, to live, to even communicate with God. I was not happy with Him for having moved me – AGAIN.
That was 10 years ago!
Fast forward –
Tonight I celebrated a dear friend’s 50 th birthday. I met her 9 years ago though a wonderful ministry – Moms In Touch. The middle school my son attended had a group of mothers who met once a week to pray for their children. IT just so happened that this group of women all had sons – lots of sons. We bonded and our sons did too!
God is so good when we obey Him.
Our little band of praying moms has stayed together. Tonight four of us – between us we have 12 boys- came together to celebrate another 50th birthday. Now we are all 50 and counting. I am the oldest!
How does this fit into moving, you ask?
Three years ago Kim moved away. It seemed our band of praying mothers would break up. But, you know what? I have been blessed to have had some fun times with Kim this year – three times we have been together for extended days and now – tonight, after she drove 12 hours, we came together to celebrate her! My husband prepared our dinner. We sat around the table- prayed, talked, laughed, shed a few tears, and smiled at the future. She opened funny gifts – presents to herlp her grow old gracefully. Our singing cards had us all up and dancing to Pretty Woman. Then we took pictures. We all agreed – and so did my husband, that we looked pretty good to be 50 and counting! We wondered if a magazine wouldn’t like to have our picture to publish us older ladies. We’re looking to see if there is a magazine out there that thinks we are hot women.
Who would have known – 10 years ago God moved me to Charlotte, I didn’t think I would ever find a friend like those I left behind in Wisconsin.
But God, He knows my greatest need. I live, breathe, adore girlfriends and He sent me the best. We came together over a common thread- our sons and prayer. Friendship has no greater bond than children and God.
I thought I had lost my shine 10 years ago when I sat up and took inventory after unpacking all my boxes, but God – He brought shine back into my life.
He’ll do that if we obey.
Shine!
MOVIN' ON AFTER MOVIN' IN MONDAYS
I DON’T LIKE THE FACT THAT MOVING IS SO MUCH A PART OF THE AMERICAN CULTURE!
When I moved to Charlotte my world came to and end. My heart broke and I really wondered if I had it in me to step out – AGAIN, to make friends, to do ministry, to live, to even communicate with God. I was not happy with Him for having moved me – AGAIN.
That was 10 years ago!
Fast forward –
Tonight I celebrated a dear friend’s 50 th birthday. I met her 9 years ago though a wonderful ministry – Moms In Touch. The middle school my son attended had a group of mothers who met once a week to pray for their children. IT just so happened that this group of women all had sons – lots of sons. We bonded and our sons did too!
God is so good when we obey Him.
Our little band of praying moms has stayed together. Tonight four of us – between us we have 12 boys- came together to celebrate another 50th birthday. Now we are all 50 and counting. I am the oldest!
How does this fit into moving, you ask?
Three years ago Kim moved away. It seemed our band of praying mothers would break up. But, you know what? I have been blessed to have had some fun times with Kim this year – three times we have been together for extended days and now – tonight, after she drove 12 hours, we came together to celebrate her! My husband prepared our dinner. We sat around the table- prayed, talked, laughed, shed a few tears, and smiled at the future. She opened funny gifts – presents to herlp her grow old gracefully. Our singing cards had us all up and dancing to Pretty Woman. Then we took pictures. We all agreed – and so did my husband, that we looked pretty good to be 50 and counting! We wondered if a magazine wouldn’t like to have our picture to publish us older ladies. We’re looking to see if there is a magazine out there that thinks we are hot women.
Who would have known – 10 years ago God moved me to Charlotte, I didn’t think I would ever find a friend like those I left behind in Wisconsin.
But God, He knows my greatest need. I live, breathe, adore girlfriends and He sent me the best. We came together over a common thread- our sons and prayer. Friendship has no greater bond than children and God.
I thought I had lost my shine 10 years ago when I sat up and took inventory after unpacking all my boxes, but God – He brought shine back into my life.
He’ll do that if we obey.
Shine!
When I moved to Charlotte my world came to and end. My heart broke and I really wondered if I had it in me to step out – AGAIN, to make friends, to do ministry, to live, to even communicate with God. I was not happy with Him for having moved me – AGAIN.
That was 10 years ago!
Fast forward –
Tonight I celebrated a dear friend’s 50 th birthday. I met her 9 years ago though a wonderful ministry – Moms In Touch. The middle school my son attended had a group of mothers who met once a week to pray for their children. IT just so happened that this group of women all had sons – lots of sons. We bonded and our sons did too!
God is so good when we obey Him.
Our little band of praying moms has stayed together. Tonight four of us – between us we have 12 boys- came together to celebrate another 50th birthday. Now we are all 50 and counting. I am the oldest!
How does this fit into moving, you ask?
Three years ago Kim moved away. It seemed our band of praying mothers would break up. But, you know what? I have been blessed to have had some fun times with Kim this year – three times we have been together for extended days and now – tonight, after she drove 12 hours, we came together to celebrate her! My husband prepared our dinner. We sat around the table- prayed, talked, laughed, shed a few tears, and smiled at the future. She opened funny gifts – presents to herlp her grow old gracefully. Our singing cards had us all up and dancing to Pretty Woman. Then we took pictures. We all agreed – and so did my husband, that we looked pretty good to be 50 and counting! We wondered if a magazine wouldn’t like to have our picture to publish us older ladies. We’re looking to see if there is a magazine out there that thinks we are hot women.
Who would have known – 10 years ago God moved me to Charlotte, I didn’t think I would ever find a friend like those I left behind in Wisconsin.
But God, He knows my greatest need. I live, breathe, adore girlfriends and He sent me the best. We came together over a common thread- our sons and prayer. Friendship has no greater bond than children and God.
I thought I had lost my shine 10 years ago when I sat up and took inventory after unpacking all my boxes, but God – He brought shine back into my life.
He’ll do that if we obey.
Shine!
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
WEDNESDAYS ARE FOR WAITING
Soaring or Stumbling in the Wait - You Choose
I just stepped in from a little get away time by the pool where I found myself listening to a mix of oldies – actually my very own - OLD collection of oldies.
Last week while Suzie and I entertained ourselves I pulled out a little red box filled with 45 RPM records. For those of you who don’t know what I'm talkin’ about – that is what I listened to almost 45 years ago. We walked down memory lane as we pulled out – one by one- the little not-much-bigger-than-CD’s disks. We read each title to a song, sang a few words, talked about how much we liked the song, what it meant to us, and why. Slowly happily moving on to the next song - right down memory lane.
Then- quietly my gifts-of-service husband looked through the records and downloaded music for me. Now I have my favorite mix of oldies that take me back many many years.
I write all this to say that, while exercising in the water and sitting by the pool, a song drifted in and out of my ears.
The song? “Raindrops Keep Falling on My Head.” By B.J. Thomas
The lyrics amazed me!
I am in a state of wait. Those of you who have kept up with my Wait Management blog might remember the Bible study that referred to King Hezekiah’s wait ~ While he waited He praised God. You know, when the wait of the world is on your shoulders it is not easy to praise God – but my favorite king did. He taught me to praise God in the wait. I learned – it works. I mean, my spirits lift to the heavenlies and for a few moments I take my mind and heart off the wait of the world and believe God carries my wait on his shoulders. That is OK by me. The thing is – I take it back.
Right now my WAIT is that I am waiting until next week at She Speaks to present my book proposal – AGAIN. This will be the third, or fourth, year I have spoken to editors about my book! I am getting weary… if you know what I mean. But for some reason I can’t give it up just yet.
And so just a few moments ago I heard this song and decided-
“I’ll never stop the rain by complaining… But there's one thing I know: The blues they send to meet me won't defeat me. It won't be long till happiness steps up to greet me…”
So like the author of this song – I may be met with no-news (sometimes bad-news) raindrops – but with God’s help, I’ll just keep pitching my proposal until one day – happiness will step up to greet me!
Here are the lyrics to an age old song, that I think has lots of truth in it:
Raindrops keep falling on my head...
And just like the guy whose feet are too big for his bed, nothing seems to fit. Those raindrops are falling on my head, they keep falling.
So I just did me some talking to the sun. And I said I didn't like the way, he got things done... sleeping on the job...
But there's one thing I know: The blues they send to meet me won't defeat me. It won't be long till happiness steps up to greet me.
falling on my head, they keep falling.
Raindrops keep falling on my head but that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turning red. Crying's not for me cause I'm never gonna stop the rain by complaining. Because I'm free. Nothing's worrying me.
It won't be long till happiness steps up to greet me.
Raindrops keep falling on my head but that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turning red. Crying's not for me cause I'm never gonna stop the rain by complaining. Because I'm free. Nothing's worrying meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.
Meanwhile picture me puttin’ up my umbrella so those raindrops won’t defeat me! I've got a proposal to perfect!
Shine!
I just stepped in from a little get away time by the pool where I found myself listening to a mix of oldies – actually my very own - OLD collection of oldies.
Last week while Suzie and I entertained ourselves I pulled out a little red box filled with 45 RPM records. For those of you who don’t know what I'm talkin’ about – that is what I listened to almost 45 years ago. We walked down memory lane as we pulled out – one by one- the little not-much-bigger-than-CD’s disks. We read each title to a song, sang a few words, talked about how much we liked the song, what it meant to us, and why. Slowly happily moving on to the next song - right down memory lane.
Then- quietly my gifts-of-service husband looked through the records and downloaded music for me. Now I have my favorite mix of oldies that take me back many many years.
I write all this to say that, while exercising in the water and sitting by the pool, a song drifted in and out of my ears.
The song? “Raindrops Keep Falling on My Head.” By B.J. Thomas
The lyrics amazed me!
I am in a state of wait. Those of you who have kept up with my Wait Management blog might remember the Bible study that referred to King Hezekiah’s wait ~ While he waited He praised God. You know, when the wait of the world is on your shoulders it is not easy to praise God – but my favorite king did. He taught me to praise God in the wait. I learned – it works. I mean, my spirits lift to the heavenlies and for a few moments I take my mind and heart off the wait of the world and believe God carries my wait on his shoulders. That is OK by me. The thing is – I take it back.
Right now my WAIT is that I am waiting until next week at She Speaks to present my book proposal – AGAIN. This will be the third, or fourth, year I have spoken to editors about my book! I am getting weary… if you know what I mean. But for some reason I can’t give it up just yet.
And so just a few moments ago I heard this song and decided-
“I’ll never stop the rain by complaining… But there's one thing I know: The blues they send to meet me won't defeat me. It won't be long till happiness steps up to greet me…”
So like the author of this song – I may be met with no-news (sometimes bad-news) raindrops – but with God’s help, I’ll just keep pitching my proposal until one day – happiness will step up to greet me!
Here are the lyrics to an age old song, that I think has lots of truth in it:
Raindrops keep falling on my head...
And just like the guy whose feet are too big for his bed, nothing seems to fit. Those raindrops are falling on my head, they keep falling.
So I just did me some talking to the sun. And I said I didn't like the way, he got things done... sleeping on the job...
But there's one thing I know: The blues they send to meet me won't defeat me. It won't be long till happiness steps up to greet me.
falling on my head, they keep falling.
Raindrops keep falling on my head but that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turning red. Crying's not for me cause I'm never gonna stop the rain by complaining. Because I'm free. Nothing's worrying me.
It won't be long till happiness steps up to greet me.
Raindrops keep falling on my head but that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turning red. Crying's not for me cause I'm never gonna stop the rain by complaining. Because I'm free. Nothing's worrying meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.
Meanwhile picture me puttin’ up my umbrella so those raindrops won’t defeat me! I've got a proposal to perfect!
Shine!
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