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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Saturday, January 30, 2010
WHAT TO DO ON A WINTER DAY
Several years ago we undertook a home renovation. We decided to put in a pool, but before doing that our basement needed to be ---- well, renovated. When we bought our house the basement was partially finished. We decided to open up some spaces. That is when we had children at home. Truly the changes we made were exciting.
Of course then came the refurnishing. Because our house is mostly men, we chose leather furniture. We mixed leather with oak. I had already purchased an antique mission desk and DH had found a classic rocker years ago.
When we finished the project it was obvious to me that we needed an accent chair. I found a mission recliner at a sale. I had to have it. DH expressed his fear, “Giant teenage athletes will fall into it, stretch out on it, and destroy it in one fell swoop. “Besides, I don’t like the fabric.” I didn’t either. We discussed the possibility of getting the same chair in another fabric, but the sales person quoted a much higher price, a price neither of us wanted to pay. I still coveted the chair, believing that one day… the chair would need to be re uped. We discussed, argued, debated, and finally I WON!
Fast forward – years later. DH began to have excruciating back pain. NO position would do, except… he settled into the chair he didn’t want and has not left it since. And guess what? His back is better. Much better! Of course- over the years the chair has begun to sag. So he had the bright idea to reupholster it – yup not have it reupholstered. He decided WE were going to reupholster THE CHAIR.
So he took the chair apart! AHHHHHHHHH! 
We discussed our plans with our wonderful friends at Front Door Fabrics.
Yesterday we made the plunge, chose our fabric. 
This morning at 8:30 we began cutting and sewing…
Stay tuned!
Shine!
Friday, January 22, 2010
Always Ready?
Welcome to my little corner of the garden. I am honored that you would drop by today to spend time with me. It is my prayer that you leave with hope and encouragement, convinced you were created for a great purpose. May you shine as you journey through that jungle out there!
If you have dropped in after reading Today's Encouragement from the Proverbs 31 devotional- thank you. What an honor to have you visit me!
The whole subject of fireworks along with the idea of being ready takes me back to my childhood. It seems to me I spent many an evening getting ready for my daddy to arrive home at the end of the day. I looked forward to his return because evenings spent with him included games, bike rides, kite flying, reading stories, and, if he had traveled out of town and was coming home after several days absence, it meant he might be bringing a tiny gift.
When I was young and innocent my daddy’s arrival each evening was the highlight of my day.
Then I grew up, became a rebellious teen, thought I was too independent for my daddy, and even made some choices that broke his heart.
On one such occasion I arrived home in the middle of the afternoon and, much to my surprise, I found my daddy sitting in his big chair.
“What was he doing home so early?”
My heart filled with dread. I immediately felt the guilt. Had he come home from work to reprimand me and scold me? If so, I wasn’t surprised. I deserved what I had coming. I had made a very bad choice the previous weekend and now I knew. The word had gotten out. It was time for the dreaded “talk.”
I’ll never forget my dad’s voice when I walked through the door. He did raise his voice. He didn’t scold. He simply asked me to sit down beside him and talk.
I flew past him, heading to my room. I hung my head in shame, hoping he couldn’t see my guilty face.
But his voice followed me and I knew I had to meet with him face to face.
I will never forget that day because it was a day my dad came home early. On any other occasion I would have rejoiced at having him to myself. Not this afternoon.
After sitting and talking with him, answering questions that I know disappointed him, I wished for another outcome. How different that afternoon would have been had I run through the door searching for the man I so loved. How wonderful it would have been had I been able to throw myself happily into his arms, have him twirl me around, throw me into the air, celebrating our relationship and then sit me on his lap…
but no
I was afraid. I felt shame. I wanted to run and hide.
All because I had not been honest. I had disobeyed, misbehaved, broken the trust
I did learn a lesson though:
I have a heavenly Father who knows everything I do. He calls me his. He loves me and wants the best for me. He created a way for me to live with Him joyfully forever. One day I am going to walk through a door and my Father in heaven will be sitting on his throne. When I walk into his presence I want to - not walk, but run. I want to experience the freedom of throwing myself into his arms. I want to look deep and long into his face. I want to hear him say – “well done.”
I know the choice is mine. I know one day I will see God. He has forgiven me for my dishonest deeds, my disobedience, my misbehavior…
Even so, I don’t want to feel shame or fear or think I don’t deserve his love, shrinking from his presence.
The Bible is very clear and God’s Word details what pleases Him.
I want to please my God so I can enjoy his presence.
And so, until that day I’ll make it my goal to search his Word learning how to please him byr growing in godliness.
Perhaps you feel that something from your past is so shameful God would never forgive you. Please know God loves you and wants to heal your hurts and wash away whatever you believe might separate you from him. Let me recommend a book, I found to be very helpful in putting my past behind me so I could laugh at the future: Hidden Joy in a Dark Corner by Wendy Blight
Maybe you are afraid. You can't face your fears. You believe the world and not God's Word. Won't you consider reading a book that put the whole idea of fear in perspective for me: An Untroubled Heart by Micca Campbell. God did not design fear. He is the author of freedom and hope!
Do you know what delights God? Jesus said when we reach out to the poor and needy it is as if we were reaching out to Him. Right now I cannot think of anyone who needs our help more than the Haitians who have suffered such extreme loss. Proverbs 31 Ministries has partnered with Compasson International to help feed, clothe, and educate needy children and right now you can contribute to the efforts to send relief through Compassion International who has had a presence in Haiti for many years and is working at this moment to comfort thousands. Won't you help a child today in torn-apart Haiti by sending a contribution to CI?
Shine!
If you have dropped in after reading Today's Encouragement from the Proverbs 31 devotional- thank you. What an honor to have you visit me!
The whole subject of fireworks along with the idea of being ready takes me back to my childhood. It seems to me I spent many an evening getting ready for my daddy to arrive home at the end of the day. I looked forward to his return because evenings spent with him included games, bike rides, kite flying, reading stories, and, if he had traveled out of town and was coming home after several days absence, it meant he might be bringing a tiny gift.
When I was young and innocent my daddy’s arrival each evening was the highlight of my day.
Then I grew up, became a rebellious teen, thought I was too independent for my daddy, and even made some choices that broke his heart.
On one such occasion I arrived home in the middle of the afternoon and, much to my surprise, I found my daddy sitting in his big chair.
“What was he doing home so early?”
My heart filled with dread. I immediately felt the guilt. Had he come home from work to reprimand me and scold me? If so, I wasn’t surprised. I deserved what I had coming. I had made a very bad choice the previous weekend and now I knew. The word had gotten out. It was time for the dreaded “talk.”
I’ll never forget my dad’s voice when I walked through the door. He did raise his voice. He didn’t scold. He simply asked me to sit down beside him and talk.
I flew past him, heading to my room. I hung my head in shame, hoping he couldn’t see my guilty face.
But his voice followed me and I knew I had to meet with him face to face.
I will never forget that day because it was a day my dad came home early. On any other occasion I would have rejoiced at having him to myself. Not this afternoon.
After sitting and talking with him, answering questions that I know disappointed him, I wished for another outcome. How different that afternoon would have been had I run through the door searching for the man I so loved. How wonderful it would have been had I been able to throw myself happily into his arms, have him twirl me around, throw me into the air, celebrating our relationship and then sit me on his lap…
but no
I was afraid. I felt shame. I wanted to run and hide.
All because I had not been honest. I had disobeyed, misbehaved, broken the trust
I did learn a lesson though:
I have a heavenly Father who knows everything I do. He calls me his. He loves me and wants the best for me. He created a way for me to live with Him joyfully forever. One day I am going to walk through a door and my Father in heaven will be sitting on his throne. When I walk into his presence I want to - not walk, but run. I want to experience the freedom of throwing myself into his arms. I want to look deep and long into his face. I want to hear him say – “well done.”
I know the choice is mine. I know one day I will see God. He has forgiven me for my dishonest deeds, my disobedience, my misbehavior…
Even so, I don’t want to feel shame or fear or think I don’t deserve his love, shrinking from his presence.
The Bible is very clear and God’s Word details what pleases Him.
I want to please my God so I can enjoy his presence.
And so, until that day I’ll make it my goal to search his Word learning how to please him byr growing in godliness.
Perhaps you feel that something from your past is so shameful God would never forgive you. Please know God loves you and wants to heal your hurts and wash away whatever you believe might separate you from him. Let me recommend a book, I found to be very helpful in putting my past behind me so I could laugh at the future: Hidden Joy in a Dark Corner by Wendy Blight
Maybe you are afraid. You can't face your fears. You believe the world and not God's Word. Won't you consider reading a book that put the whole idea of fear in perspective for me: An Untroubled Heart by Micca Campbell. God did not design fear. He is the author of freedom and hope!
Do you know what delights God? Jesus said when we reach out to the poor and needy it is as if we were reaching out to Him. Right now I cannot think of anyone who needs our help more than the Haitians who have suffered such extreme loss. Proverbs 31 Ministries has partnered with Compasson International to help feed, clothe, and educate needy children and right now you can contribute to the efforts to send relief through Compassion International who has had a presence in Haiti for many years and is working at this moment to comfort thousands. Won't you help a child today in torn-apart Haiti by sending a contribution to CI?
Shine!
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Wednesdays are for Waiting
What does waiting look like?One of my students gave me three little ugly bulbs for Christmas. What a nice gift. I planted them in the potting soil that came along in the gift box. I watered the dirt and set the flower pot in a window. Then I could do nothing but wait. From day to day I glanced toward the flower pot wondering how long it would be before the little shoots pressed up toward the sun.
Ah! Here they come.
How long before they bloom. I watched and waited…
Daily the paper whites stretched taller and taller.
Then I noticed these little “pockets.” Was the flower hidden in there?
IT wasn’t long before one by one these lovely little flowers burst out.
First one:
And then another.
This is a perfect picture of our waits. Deep in our lives a flower is waiting to bloom. It’s there. Have hope~ there is a bloom inside every life!
Even in the dead of winter.
Monday, January 18, 2010
MONDAYS ARE FOR MOVERS
Moved by a perfect sacrifice
Jesus example- his move to earth, leads me to move wherever He calls...
This morning I watched/listened to a sermon by Roger Spadin. He is a great teacher I highly recommend that you tune into his sermons if you are looking for good Bible teaching. He said the following, quoting his Ancient Greek professor, “Repetition is the mother of all learning.”
Being a Spanish teacher I got it. Then I realized God uses repetition to teach us the lessons He would have us learn.
Leviticus. Talk about repetition! I have read through more sacrifices for more types of sins I ever imagined. How did those priests ever get it? I wonder if the truly loyal and devoted followers of the Jewish faith ever felt like they had actually sacrificed enough! It seems to me that a person could no longer finish one sacrifice that it would be time for another.
I’m not sure I would have survived all those rituals and rites. I might have changed religions or quit being a good Jewish person altogether.
Then I read the following details in Leviticus 4:6 and 7 – The Sin Offering:
“…sprinkle some of the blood seven times before the Lord in the front of the veil of the sanctuary. …the priest will then put some of the blood…on the altar…”
Hold on- you are not going to believe the parallel!
There is a priest, a sacrifice, an altar and blood, blood sprinkled seven times.
Jesus is our sacrifice. His altar was the cross. He is also the priest who, like the Old Testament priests, performed his duty by shedding His blood for the forgiveness of our sins speaking seven times – blessings over those who stood nearby, blessings over those who accepted his death as the perfect sacrifice:
1- He blessed his mother by providing her with someone to care for her: John 19:26-27
“Woman, behold your son. (John) behold her mother.”
2- He forgave those who crucified him, not only the soldiers and Pharisees, but you and me. Luke 23:34
“Father, Forgive them. They don’t know what they are doing.”
3-He offered eternity to the thief on the cross next to his. Luke 23:43
“Today you will be with me in paradise.”
4-He showed us his humanity so we could identify with Him. Matthew 27:46
“My God, why have you forsaken me?”
5-He taught us how to die. Luke 23:46
“Into Your hands I commit my spirit.”
6-He suffered for all humanity. John 19:28
“I thirst.”
7- He died for me. John 19:30
“It is finished.”
As he died, around noon, the Bible says, darkness fell on the land, the light from the sun was gone, and the veil in the temple ripped in two!
"…sprinkle some of the blood seven times before the Lord in the front of the veil of the sanctuary."
I have heard it said that brilliant scholars claim Jesus read all the prophecies and fulfilled them on his own, that He is not the divine Son of God. I don’t know why theologians desire to discredit Jesus. I really don’t care, but what I don’t understand is how did he rip the veil in two as he hung on the cross, the perfect sacrifice, shedding his blood, speaking seven times, before the Lord in front of the veil of he sanctuary?
I don’t know about you, but this moves me to stand in awe and
Shine!
Jesus example- his move to earth, leads me to move wherever He calls...
This morning I watched/listened to a sermon by Roger Spadin. He is a great teacher I highly recommend that you tune into his sermons if you are looking for good Bible teaching. He said the following, quoting his Ancient Greek professor, “Repetition is the mother of all learning.”
Being a Spanish teacher I got it. Then I realized God uses repetition to teach us the lessons He would have us learn.
Leviticus. Talk about repetition! I have read through more sacrifices for more types of sins I ever imagined. How did those priests ever get it? I wonder if the truly loyal and devoted followers of the Jewish faith ever felt like they had actually sacrificed enough! It seems to me that a person could no longer finish one sacrifice that it would be time for another.
I’m not sure I would have survived all those rituals and rites. I might have changed religions or quit being a good Jewish person altogether.
Then I read the following details in Leviticus 4:6 and 7 – The Sin Offering:
“…sprinkle some of the blood seven times before the Lord in the front of the veil of the sanctuary. …the priest will then put some of the blood…on the altar…”
Hold on- you are not going to believe the parallel!
There is a priest, a sacrifice, an altar and blood, blood sprinkled seven times.
Jesus is our sacrifice. His altar was the cross. He is also the priest who, like the Old Testament priests, performed his duty by shedding His blood for the forgiveness of our sins speaking seven times – blessings over those who stood nearby, blessings over those who accepted his death as the perfect sacrifice:
1- He blessed his mother by providing her with someone to care for her: John 19:26-27
“Woman, behold your son. (John) behold her mother.”
2- He forgave those who crucified him, not only the soldiers and Pharisees, but you and me. Luke 23:34
“Father, Forgive them. They don’t know what they are doing.”
3-He offered eternity to the thief on the cross next to his. Luke 23:43
“Today you will be with me in paradise.”
4-He showed us his humanity so we could identify with Him. Matthew 27:46
“My God, why have you forsaken me?”
5-He taught us how to die. Luke 23:46
“Into Your hands I commit my spirit.”
6-He suffered for all humanity. John 19:28
“I thirst.”
7- He died for me. John 19:30
“It is finished.”
As he died, around noon, the Bible says, darkness fell on the land, the light from the sun was gone, and the veil in the temple ripped in two!
"…sprinkle some of the blood seven times before the Lord in the front of the veil of the sanctuary."
I have heard it said that brilliant scholars claim Jesus read all the prophecies and fulfilled them on his own, that He is not the divine Son of God. I don’t know why theologians desire to discredit Jesus. I really don’t care, but what I don’t understand is how did he rip the veil in two as he hung on the cross, the perfect sacrifice, shedding his blood, speaking seven times, before the Lord in front of the veil of he sanctuary?
I don’t know about you, but this moves me to stand in awe and
Shine!
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