God is Love

In my quiet time with the Lord this morning (which took place on a 1 1/2 hour ferry ride), God showed me something that hit me hard.

So hard I wanted to scream "HALLELUJAH!!!!" over and over again. And jump up and down with my arms raised.

But I resisted out of pure consideration for my sleeping cabin mates. 'Cause that's how we roll on the first early morning ferry out of CT....we sleep.

The great revelation that God showed me was from 1 John 3:20....."God is greater than our hearts".

There are so many times when my heart feels discouraged, when my heart feels hopeless, when my heart feels like God must hate me for what I just did; but, HE IS GREATER THAN MY HEART. (And my heart can be awful at times.)

Just think about it for a minute or two.

I've always known this...that God's love is pure and truth, but I never thought about how He is greater than my heart.

It just blows me away.

What has God been showing you? I'd love to know.

Living In Denial

During my lunch break I thought I'd stop by the local grocery store and help my sister out by getting some Halloween candy for her.

Instead of leaving it in my car, I brought it into my office.

And instead of leaving it in the kitchen, I put the bag on my desk.

And just to make sure that they weren't stale or anything, I ate one.

And one more, just in case.

And another.

HELP - SOMEONE STOP ME- I NEED AN INTERVENTION !!!!!

Because You're Dying To Know

Things around this blog have been pretty scarce lately. I haven't found the time to think about blogging much.

Since I've moved to Connecticut I haven't found a routine yet. Heck, I'm still living out of suitcases.

Hopefully I'll find a job in CT next year and my life will settle down.

Here's a Meme I picked up from Dawn.

My Blog name is: Yew Nork Babe

But people usually call me: Theresa, Aunt Terri, Babe

I was born here: Brooklyn, NY

And I've lived here: Wantagh, Levittown, Lindenhurst, Farmingdale, West Sayville, Bohemia, Sound Beach, Ronkonkoma (all on Long Island)

Until I wound up here: Connecticut (5 months ago)

My occupation is: Matrimonial Paralegal, Office Manager, Bookkeeper, Calendar Clerk. I'm also a Hearing Citation Officer in Connecticut, but that doesn't officially start until January.

My favorite color is: Green, but I'm starting to like blue and orange.

My favorite hobby is: Cooking and Baking.

My favorite season is: Autumn. Last weekend we took a trip to Maine and sucked in all the beautiful foliage.

A few favorite books are: The Time Travelors Wife. Middlesex. East of Eden. The Life of Pi.

My favorite kinds of music are: It is so varied I can't put my finger on it, but I just LOVE, LOVE, LOVE NICKELBACK!!!! I love their deep, gravely voices and the way they write their songs. I just "get" them, even if I probably shouldn't be listening to that type of music.

Some of My Favorite Movies Are: When Harry Met Sally.

My favorite actor is: Meg Ryan

My Favorite Food Indulgence is: Avocado with lime juice and Kosher salt, but lately I've been liking me some chocolate (which I've never liked before).

My Favorite Drink is: Perrier sparkling water with lemon. Zero calories, no chemicals. I don't like flat water anymore.

My Favorite Dessert Indulgence is: Creme Brulee

One Weird Thing About Me: Oh my land, there are so many. I freak out whenever I'm driving in a snow storm because I can't see the sky, or the ground. I feel like I'm suffocating.

One of My Fantasies Is: To take a trip to the Grand Canyon and watch the sunrise and sunset.
One of My Pet Peeves Is: (Again, so, so many.) I don't like to look up bible passages when I'm being told to....I'd rather listen to the speaker read the passage(s) from his/her own bible. I know, I'm such a rebel.

Well, consider yourself tagged, if you'd like.

Destination Unknown

I’ve known for a few weeks now that Capt had a big surprise Columbus Day weekend getaway planned for me and him.

The only clue I had was that we were not taking a plane to get there.

Since we were driving to our destination I figured the climate wouldn’t be too different.

It had been forecasted that the weather in NY and CT will be in the upper 80's, low 90's for the weekend, so I packed up summer-ish clothes. I also packed my bathing suit, just in case.

After his son’s baseball game on Saturday we started heading North. And we didn’t stop talking until we reached here some 5 hours later:

In Boothbay, Maine.

MAINE. Where it's cold. And near Canada.

We ate lots of these :

And they sure do taste fresher than NY lobstas.

And we ate lots of these

And we talked. Lots. Of. Non-stop. Talking.

And the foliage, there was aplenty.

Amazingly beautiful.

What a wonderful surprise and what a wonderful man... still after 3 years.

A Train Ride To Love

The houses where I stay during the week are very close to each other. Directly outside my bedroom window lives the perfect family, a mother, daughter, son and father.

Most nights I hear them getting ready for bed because they tend to put their young children (7 and 3) to bed at 10pm on school nights. The interesting thing about that is that the children wake up early too. But it works for them.

One night this week I overheard the father preparing the kids for bedtime. He was louder than usual. It went something like this:

DAD: "ALL ABOARD" "ALL ABOARD" "COME ON, GET ON THE TRAIN, IT'S LEAVING THE STATION"

DAUGHTER: "WAIT FOR ME"

SON: "ME TOO"

DAD: "CHUGGA CHUGGA CHUGGA CHUGGA, NEXT STOP MERCURY" "THERE'S THE SUN" "COME ON GET BACK ON, NEXT STOP MARS, ALL ABOARD. "ALL ABOARD".

WIFE: "WAIT FOR ME"

There was lots of laughter going on in their house.

I surmised that the father must have been teaching the children about the solar system.

This went on for about 30 minutes and ended at 10pm.

It's been a long time since I had a good cry, but I cried that night.

And I'm still not sure why it all hit me like that.

Maybe because of the loss of my children's youth. Maybe because there never was a father for my children. Maybe because it was such a perfect example of a whole family interacting with each other in a fun and educational way....something I've never experienced.

Whatever the reason, I am going to treasure that glimpse into my neighbor's lives for a long time.

Fruit Cake

The fruit....it's delicious.





It is glorious.





I joined a new bible study recently:





Beth Moore Living Beyond Yourself.





At my ripe old age, I have homework, lots of homework.

And as a result thereof, instead of waking up at 4am every morning, I now sleep until 7am.

I feel like I'm becoming human again. And fruitful.