A Glad New Year

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I am impressed that the sender of this old postcard (mailed for a mere one-cent) thought, some 92 years ago, to send a New Year's greeting on December 26.  I wonder if Miss Myrtle did have, indeed, "a glad New Year" in 1916?

I hope you have one!…Jeanie

NOTE TO SELF:  "Forget about what's happened; don't keep going over old history.  Be alert, be present!  I'm about to do something new.  It's bursting out – don't you see it?  There it is!  I'm making a road in the desert, rivers in the badlands…" (Is. 43.18-19 the Message)

Hungry? Empty?

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Worship and the Word Movement (the ministry I work for) is doing a night of worship this coming Sunday night from 6-9 pm in The Celebration Center at Northern Hills (5061 E. 160th Ave, Brighton, CO).  The theme is: worship+Word+soak.  It's a gathering for people hungry for the Presence of God.  It is the first Sunday of the year to corporately come together to seek Jesus and to receive from Him.

Besides awesome, vertical worship, the Word will be read (by Mary Jean Powers, Dave & Tara, others)- passages on the fear of the Lord and on seeking the Lord, and we'll let the Word speak for itself.

Get more information at www.worshipandtheword.com

Unfortunately, there is no childcare available, but consider whether maybe your kids are old enough to start being immersed in the Presence of God, in His Word, and in worshiping Him?  On New Year's Eve, we stayed "in" and babysat the grandkids while our kids were out doing worship at a church in Aurora to bring in the New Year.  GTV was showing The Call Conference and we got to enjoy Jason Upton leading worship just before I tucked Hunter into bed.  I am telling you - Hunter's little heart was receptive and moved by the sounds of worship and intercession. Feed them well.  And don't starve your spirit, either.

Come and be fed.  Come and soak it in.

Happy Anniversary, Stephanie & Tristan

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Well, as the first to be married, you were the ones we really practiced on!  Six years ago, only 2 days after Christmas (I thought you were trying to kill me), you were married and danced your first dance - under the upside-down-white-tree-trimmed-in-crystals-and-strewn-with-thousands-of-white-lights-looking-ever-so-"giant chandelier-ish" (a similiar version hangs in The Celebration Center at Northern Hills this year, courtesy of your brother, Rocky).  And Christmases have changed in their look and feel and sound ever since!

December 27, 2001 was relatively quiet and oh-so-lovely.  You chose old world, and elegance: deep wine and winter white with lots of sparkle and candles in a church that overlooked the Boulder Valley-shimmering in Christmas lights – all for your wedding!  It was regal and traditional with a twist: Radiohead provided the background as you danced and I am still wondering: what the heck were they saying??!?

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Your love and the family you have created have, in many ways, have shaped the landscape of our family celebrations and certainly led the parade to the joyous festivities we now experience.  Yes, in six, short years you've gone from being just the ever-cool, cutting-edge, on-their-way-to-London Tristan and Stephanie to the ever-cool parents of 2 awesome redheads and an adorable blond.  As your family has grown, our whole family has, too, and life is a little more exciting and interesting and louder than it used to be and that is OK!  It is, in fact, great!

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Steph, you know we know you got the best!  You chose well.  Tristan, thank-you for choosing Stephanie and fearlessly becoming one of us.  We all love your love for each other!

Happy Anniversary, my darling ones…mom

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PICTURED:   Steph & Tris with Gavin, early 2004; just the 2 lovebirds in Dec. 2004 (pregnant with Guini); Easter 2007, about a month before Gemma was born; Thanksgiving 2007 – the whole Kelley family.

My Treasure:

  • Godly parents who raised me well.  They are still alive and kicking and doing Kingdom work, after 50 years of marriage and raising 5 kids and 15 grandkids and 4 great-grandchildren.  More to come!…
  • The most amazing and loving husband – Dave.  He has spent all our years pressing in to know me and love me.  His love covers me.  His touch heals me.
  • My children: Tara, so passionate and her beloved, Dave the powerful, watchful - Stephanie, so sensitive and her gentle and strong Tristan – Mighty Tredessa, out loving the world for Jesus Christ – Rocky, my amazing son and his beauty, Jovan – Stormie my baby, true and real.  AND my grandchildren: Gavin and Guini and Gemma, Hunter and the baby girl to be…You're the reason I was born.
  • The friends who have stayed true when I wasn't worth their effort and who refused to be swayed by my hopelessness, but pushed me back into the light - you know who you are.
  • Home – not the walls and roof, but the safe place where hearts meet, where the laughter rises and the love grows…I have a home!…
  • Heritage – all the people before -who influenced all the people before -who influenced all the people who would influence me.  I come from the good, the bad and the ugly, but also the rich in spirit.  It is the gift that my grandparents and parents passed on to me – coming from insurmountable odds – to give me the sweet life I have not deserved, but so enjoyed.  It is siblings who are worthy of my greatest admiration. I have gold to pass on.
  • A Savior, and how I have needed one - He walks with me and He talks with me…

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My treasure has no value on the open market.  My treasure is in the faces of the people I love, the letters with their kind words, the pictures small hands have painted for me.   My riches aren't even the thoughtful and loving gifts my family bestowed upon me on Christmas morning (though they divined my true needs, my heart's desires in the most carefully attentive way), but the time they sanctified, the hours they set apart to spend with me.  My fortune is in the minutes I collect from the people I am most passionate about – this is the true measure of my wealth.

Good Advice

Who would give bad advice anyway?

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I don't remember where this came from, but I love it:

"Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth.  Oh, nevermind.  You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they've faded.  But trust me, in twenty years you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall, in a way you can't grasp now, how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked.  You're not as fat as you imagine.

Get plenty of calcium.  Be kind to your knees – you'll miss them when they're gone."

Here, here!  So true, so true!…Jeanie

NOTE TO SELF:  Love today.  Hard to believe, but in ten years I'll long for it.  How I do miss my knees!

Pictured: my daughters

“Joseph,” more commonly known as “Hunter”

We were trying to throw some fabric remnants over the kids for a little homemade nativity scene the other day.  Hunter did NOT want to be "Joseph," Jesus' earthly father…that is until he found out Joseph is usually depicted with a staff, known by Hunter as a "stick."  We showed him the tiny Joseph from the nativity set and when he saw that, he was in all the way.! In this picture, he is waiting patiently for the other kids to get into their remnanted-costumes.

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Just another December day at my house…Jeanie

NOTE TO SELF:  Next year be better prepared for photo shoot with actual costumes!!! (AND – lots of help!  Yowzers!)

Gemma is ready for Christmas!

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Our daughter, Stephanie captured Gemma (5 months old – no, wait—-she is 6 months old-WOW!) in her usual good spirits the other day, dressed in her holiday duds.  I have this on my desktop right now because it makes me smile.

Gemma's cousin, Hunter saw it and said to his mother, "Gemma is Santa Claus!??!"

May your days be merry and bright…Jeanie