Today is December 31, 2008 . The end of another holiday season and great celebration with family and friends. Spending our first Thanksgiving and Christmas with our new daughter-in-law was such a blessing. Hearing our son say, “Someone get the camera. Take a picture of my FIRST turkey.” So fun and definitely memories made. One of the young men we have prayed for over the last year stationed in Iraq was reunited with his family just in time for Christmas. Another Army family who was reunited this year earlier is expecting their fourth beautiful child.
I am typically a reflective person especially when it comes to family. I am very fortunate to have wonderful growing up memories. I am not at all saying life was perfect but it was a special childhood with parents who loved me and instilled a deep core value of family in me.
One of the favorite baking ingredients I use during the holiday season is pecans. I try to use them in as many special items as possible. They are in cookies, pies, breads and often even types of casseroles. YUM! This love of pecans came very early on in my childhood. Each holiday season my Dad would order a HUGE box of pecans and we would sit for hours shelling them and carefully getting the nuts out in one perfect half piece. Then my Mom would begin the baking.
About three years ago which turned out to be the last Christmas I would spend with my Dad he ordered a huge box of pecans from Georgia. I noticed each time I went to visit that the process was going a bit slowly for him this time around so I decided to sit down on a particular visit and ‘knock them out’ for him. He kept saying, “You are going too fast and not getting the pecan out in one piece.” I told him that if we didn’t get going on them they would never get finished.
Do you know where I am going with this? Had I only known this would be the final time of pecan preparation with him, I would have savored the moments as I watched him carefully and methodically crack and gently pull out the pecan half. I would have probably not even helped the process but just enjoyed watching as he patiently prepared them for his beloved wife of 62 years for her to begin baking.
So, as I reflected this year on that day with my Dad three years ago, I thought that as the New Year begins in 2009, I want to encourage all of us to slow down and remember that patience is not something that comes easily. It is something we practice over time and something that we deliberately choose. I think of my Dad's patience and the joy he received from the process. Spend quality patient time this year with your family and friends. Let’s all slow down and enjoy special moments and you might even remember the phrase PECANS AND PATIENCE when you are in that situation.
Blessings to all of you! Those of you who are patiently waiting for your loved one to return home…….. may you find joy in the journey with family and friends. Those of you who have been blessed to have them return recently enjoy some times of patiently loving on each other making a conscious effort to not let the activities of life get in the way.
HAPPY NEW YEAR PRECIOUS ARMY WIVES!!! YOU ARE AWESOME!!!!



















































