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Holy Saturday

April 4, 2026

I asked AI for a picture of Jesus in the tomb.
No, AI, Jesus was not lying in the tomb with his eyes open!
So much for artificial intelligence!

We know He was crucified.
We know Nicodemus was one of two men who prepared his body for burial.

John 19:39 – “And there came also Nicodemus, which at the first came to Jesus by night, and brought a mixture of myrrh and aloes, about an hundred pound weight.”
John 19:40 – “Then took they the body of Jesus, and wound it in linen clothes with the spices, as the manner of the Jews is to bury.”

Today, known as Holy Saturday, also sometimes referred to as “Silent Saturday” is a day when His followers were stunned by His death on the cross. Puzzled by the way the Man they expected to save them was suddenly gone… and in such a cruel way.

We, too, would be puzzled if we didn’t know “The Rest of the Story.” The ladies went the next morning to the tomb. Not sure what they expected to see, but it definitely was not an empty place where Jesus had been laid! Imagine their surprise!

We can endure Good Friday and Holy (Silent) Saturday because we know.
We know He is risen indeed! Happy Easter, my friends! Tomorrow we celebrate!
Sure, we’ll see a lot of bunnies and Easter eggs and we’ll wonder if they have the whole picture.
We’ll wonder if that bunny is a distraction or a blessing. Think about a few ideas that make the idea of Easter bunnies and eggs OK:
1) Bunnies are prolific – alive and lovable. (Well that’s a stretch!)
2) Eggs are a symbol of new life… and one of those plastic Easter eggs empty can symbolize the empty tomb.
3) See the meme below:

What is your mood this “Holy Saturday”?
How are you feeling about the Easter egg hunts and the focus on the bunny?

I pray your Holy Saturday was a time of quiet meditation…
A time to focus on why Jesus had to die
And what His death means for us all.
Without tomorrow, without the resurrection,
He’d just be another forgotten martyr.
But, He is risen indeed!

Happy Easter, my friends.
God bless you!
Love,
JanBeek

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Remembering Mona

March 30, 2026

This week my dear friend, Mona Durham, age 96,
died peacefully with her family gathered round.

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Mona’s family and the leadership team of our church
decorated the sanctuary and fellowship hall beautifully
for her memorial service today.

Her ashes, in a container under the purple cloth,
were sent into the hands of God
as Jesus and St. Peter must surely
have welcomed her into heaven.
She was a True Believer.

The floral arrangements were spectacular.

There was a beautiful display of photos
depicting Mona with many of her beloved family.
She had four children and seven grandchildren.
Four of the grandkids shared stories about how her life
impacted theirs in such loving, meaningful, lasting ways.

I took notes (as is my habit) as I listened to their stories.
Here are my notes:



Mona Durham’s was a 96 year life well lived.
She lived heartily loving and laughing;
Tough, fair, sarcastic, always available,
Humble, reliable, stable, and always hospitable.

Mona wasn’t delicate or sheltered.
The last of three daughters, she was the son…
The son her dad never had! How he loved her!
Oh how she loved him, others, and this Madison Valley!

She was a woman of grit and grace, loyal and hardworking.
Volunteered with church, History museum, blood draws,
Elections, Women’s Club & Cattle Women’s Association.
Her later years were less busy, but never less purposeful.

She gave her life to quietly helping others.
Her strength, honesty, love, and strong values
Were the glue that held the family together.
Also the fact that she always had fresh cookies!

Mona’s strength was grounded and rooted.
Her faith was deep, honest and clear.
She carried struggles quietly with endurance.
Her life will endure in each of us who loved her.

Following the service, there was a time of fellowship with beautiful trays of meats and cheeses (prepared by Deemo’s in Ennis).

Deemo’s also prepared this beautiful, tasty tray of veggies.

The family extended a special thank you to the caregivers at Home Park and Madison Valley Manor for the dignity, kindness, and care they showed Ramona in her final years. In lieu of flowers, they asked that donations be made to Madison Valley Historical Museum (where Mona was a faithful, treasured volunteer) or Bear Creek Schoolhouse (where she attended 1st to 4th grade and then later volunteered to help with fundraisers to maintain it – and organized pinochle parties every March). She loved playing cards, doing 500 – 1000 piece puzzles, and keeping in touch always with her family and friends. She will be sorely missed by us all!

Mona’s smile was infectious!

Mona’s granddaughter, Tori,
summed up what most of her family
would agree was an important take-away:


“I see so clearly that her impact
isn’t simple or singular, it’s generational.
What she has given us goes far beyond memories,
she’s given us a way of living.”

“She never once told me how to live,
but she sure as hell has shown me!”


Your shared love inspires us
to pass it on.
Thank you, Mona.

Love,
JanBeek

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Which Path Do You Choose?

March 29, 2026

If you have followed my blog for awhile, you know that I used to share my sermon notes after church every Sunday. I still take sermon notes every Sunday, but not always in poetry now, and not always shared. I just got outta the habit. But, today’s sermon begs to be shared. It’s Palm Sunday… the start of Holy Week for us Christians. It’s a time to share our faith. That’s one of Jesus’ commandments! So here’s what I heard our interim minister, Brian Conklin, say today:

Jesus rode a donkey on a path of pain,
Not a magnificent steed’s ride of triumph.
The crowd expected a powerful leader –
Not a man who would die a horrific death!

Was Jesus alone in His heartbreak?
Was He alone asking, “Take this cup?”
Was He alone saying, “Not My will…
But Your Will be done?”

Jesus died a “flop” in the eyes
Of His followers. They misunderstood.
They didn’t believe the message:
“I’ll die, but in three days I will live again.”

Obedience, care, compassion, humility –
These were the Lordship of Jesus.
Peace… and a willingness to suffer…
These were His expressions of Power.

The Way of Jesus wasn’t domination.
Not then – not now – So tell me,
Which parade are you following?
Which path do you choose?

Complacency, complicity, cruelty, pride?
Love, humility, obedience, compassion?
I choose the latter path – but the road is painful!
Really? The Via Dolorosa… the way of suffering?

What path do you choose?

Back at home, I decided to do a little research.
That path of suffering is sometimes known as Via Crucis
(Latin for “Way of the Cross”).
It is a processional route in the Old City of Jerusalem.
It represents the path Jesus took, forced by Roman soldiers
On His way to His crucifixion. It’s the winding route
from the former Antonia Fortress to the Church of the Holy Sepulchre.
It is a celebrated place of Christian pilgrimage.
The current route has been established since the 18th century.
It is marked today by 14 Stations of the Cross.
Nine of them are outside, in the streets, with the remaining five
being currently inside the Church of the Holy Sepulchre.

AI generated this image of Via Dolorosa in Jerusalem.
My “Path of suffering” doesn’t look like that. It’s not paved.
It is much more like that first one: dark, barren, windey, foreboding.
Jesus didn’t promise us a bed of roses. During this Holy Week,
We are asked to travel with Him as He is arrested, tried, scorned,
rejected by His very followers, denied by Peter three times, and
Ultimately put to death. That’s the path. It’s not a pretty one.
But, don’t stop there! If Jesus had done so, He’d be a forgotten martyr!

Walk on with confidence! Remember where your chosen path leads!
Amen?

Love, JanBeek

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Treasure Every Day

March 23, 2026

Treasure every day
Know it will not come again
Make sweet memories

Lady in middle
Just died unexpectedly
Yesterday was fine
Man of the hour
Being treated for cancer
Shows his gratitude
Flowers in springtime
Bloom quickly then fade away
Life can be like that
Life can be a ball
When you are loved and cared for
Every child should be
Even as moms work
Their babies can know they’re loved
Hold and cuddle them
Nourish your loved ones
Treasure every day with them
Tomorrow’s not clear
Flush out the toxins
Left from our sad yesterdays
Embrace healthy days


Thank you, dear Lamiel
For your encouraging words
Applicable now!

Bob & I send love
To our faithful WordPress friends
So, Carpé Diem!!

❤️👌🏽❤️

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It’s Spring !

March 20, 2026

Spring feels like summer

Not used to such warmth in March

We need lotsa rain!

Yup, 77 degrees in Montana

Send us some moisture!

Love, JanBeek ❤️🙏🏽

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Wordless Crazy Wednesday

March 18, 2026
😊
😫
😱

Hmmmm…

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Love

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This n That

March 17, 2026
Happy St. Patrick’s Day
My bonus daughter, Elainè, certainly knows how to celebrate
And our daughter, DeDe, in Switzerland does too
Our son, Ty in California, knows how to have fun with his granddaughter
I hope your day is filled with happiness, too
Send some snow or rain our way, will you? We are very concerned about our missing winter and lack of moisture.
Love,

JanBeek

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Beautiful Wordless Wednesday

March 11, 2026
Love, JanBeek & Bob

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Peace and Love

March 7, 2026

Good morning to you
Hope you have a happy day
Filled with peace and love

The world’s in turmoil
But in my heart there is peace
It comes from my faith

I know God’s in charge
I know I have no control
Over behavior

Others’ behavior
Others’ mindset and actions
Are beyond my reach

Pray serenity
Is yours today and always
Let’s just love, okay?

Hugs,
JanBeek

  1. Matthew 5:9 – “Blessed are the peacemakers, for they shall be called sons of God.”
  2. James 3:18 – “And a harvest of righteousness is sown in peace by those who make peace.”
  3. Romans 12:18 – “If possible, so far as it depends on you, live peaceably with all.”
  4. Colossians 3:15 – “And let the peace of Christ rule in your hearts, to which indeed you were called in one body.”
  5. Proverbs 12:20 – “Deceit is in the heart of those who devise evil, but those who plan peace have joy.”
  6. Isaiah 52:7 – “How beautiful upon the mountains are the feet of him who brings good news, who publishes peace.”

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6 Sentence Story -Prompt: “Fly”

March 5, 2026

Weekly we are given an invitation to write a six-sentence story using the word prompt from GirlieOnTheEdge. This week the word prompt was “Fly.” 

I had fun trying to write about as long a sentence as I could for each of the paragraphs today. And I enjoyed giving you, my faithful readers a glimpse of my childhood from kindergarten to sixth grade. What do you think?

Time flies…
but I can recall when I was a little girl of about five, my sister Sally and I walked from Fig Lane (where we lived in a lovely little two bedroom, one bath home with our parents) to P Street School in Newman, California where I was a happy little kindergartener.

Time flies, but I can recall… when I was six, my sister and I continued our daily walks (it was about a mile each way) to P Street School where I was a very happy, very outgoing first grader in Mrs. Awe’s classroom, my favorite primary grade teacher who kept in touch with me for the rest of her life, even after our family moved away.

Time flies, but I can recall… when I was seven, my dad quit his job as a mechanic at Newman Garage and he sold our lovely little two bedroom house on Fig Lane and we moved into an old house next door to my paternal grandmother, about five miles out of town.

Time flies, but I can recall… when I was eight, we moved to a remote house twenty miles from anywhere except the stinky Tallow Works that my dad owned with three sorta relatives who also had old houses moved onto the remote property and my sister and I walked about two miles to the bus stop every morning to go to Crows Landing’s Bonita Grammar School where Mrs. Yetter (who was almost bald and looked as old as Methusalah) was my 3rd grade teacher.

Time flies, but I can recall… when I was nine and ten we still lived out there in the sticks by the smelly Tallow Works and we still had that long walk to the bus stop every morning – and walked back at the end of the day – but my life was much better because Mrs. Horwedel was my 4th and 5th grade teacher and she was a wonderful square dancer who taught us all to square dance and she let me be the “caller” – – – I was in 7th heaven!

Time flies, but I can recall … when I was eleven and twelve Mrs. Marlow was my teacher and she let me fly to my highest potential by recognizing and rewarding my talents by letting me go every day during spelling time (because I didn’t need it) to the kindergarten where I volunteered to help the teacher … and learned early on that I wanted to be a teacher, too, someday.

Love, JanBeek
Smile! Aren’t they adorable?

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