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Look Closely


Look at this closely

Windmills and advertisements

Snow covered mountains

Leaving the desert

Sign asks, “Where are you going?”

Word below: Heaven

Yes, eventually!

But don’t send me there too soon.

First, we’re headed home.

Christmas still is there

Waiting to be taken down.

Can’t it last all year?

Keep on playing!

See ya later.

Bird Photography


About 25 years ago Bob and I met Gérald Theurillat in Valais, Switzerland.

He and his wife, Celia, are friends of our daughter and her husband.

In the years since we first met “Theu,” he has retired and has become a phenomenal photographer of birds in his region.

Gérald Theurillat has a FaceBook page where you can see more of his wonderful photos and learn the names of these gorgeous animals. I recommend you visit him there if you love birds as I do, and if you want to learn more.

Leave a comment on Theu’s FB page – and tell him “JanBeek sent me.”

Have a Wonderful Weekend, my friends.

Today is the day Bob & I pack
and
get ready to leave this beautiful spot.

Canadian geese in Rancho Mirage –
I wish Theu could photograph these birds.
You’d see them a lot better through his camera lens!

We’ll leave early tomorrow morning.
Pray for our safe travels, okay?
Next destination is Turlock, in central California,
where I graduated from Turlock Union High School
back in 1957
(yes, I know… that makes me ancient!) –
But, no, I don’t feel old!

(BTW, I get to meet on Monday
with a bunch of my class of ’57 girlfriends.
Ain’t that a fun thing to anticipate?)

Like Theu’s beautiful birds,
I still am soaring high
and loving every minute!

Visit Gérald Theurillat ‘s website
and let him know
you appreciate
his wonderful photography
as much as I do.

Thanks for visiting JanBeek.
Send your friends, will you?

I’d like to have 1,000 followers
for the fun of celebrating
the announcement of my 1,000th post.

See ya later!

Wednesday Surprise – repost


I wish you a Wonderful Wednesday!

I was sitting quietly reading friendly posts
When my dog, TazE, jumped like she heard a ghost.
The FedEx truck had just left our house –
The driver crept in our entry as quiet as a mouse.
Before I could get to the door, he was gone.
He left a box with a basket – no name upon.

Inside a note said “Thank you, Bob & Jan”
But no greeting or signature of woman or man.
The return address was Jorge Garcia of Amigo Foods.
A clue might be Florida – It’s where I know a couple of dudes.
So, Sofia, might this have been from you?
The place where Vanessa & Federico live is a little clue.

Sofia in Palisades

If it is you, then here’s a return of Thanks…
But, I hope you let us know so we can fill in the blanks!
The card should have acknowledged who
The box was from – so I could appropriate thank you!

Since I posted this blog originally, I received acknowledgement from Sofia’s parents, Adrian & Laura. They are the ones who sent it. Today, several months later, on a WONDER-ful Wednesday, I thought it would be fun to re-post this… because it IS another beautiful Wednesday … and the message below is as pertinent today as it was back in August of last year.

Loving elephants

It’s a beautiful Wednesday here, Blogging friends.
I hope your day is going well, too, and transcends
All your expectations. Pen on… read on… live and play!
Wrap your arms around someone and hang tight today.

Listen for the FedEx truck or mailman
He/She may deliver a basket to you from a fan!

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Wonder Woman


I make you wonder
I may make you ask aloud
What is she up to?

Does she have a box?
Does anything fit in it?
You wonder what’s there?

It’s not a Yorkie!
I hate little yippy dogs!
Simply annoy me.

No, Downton Abbey
Is not in my box either.
Avoid those accents!

My box has people –
It has lots of messy stuff –
Lying everywhere.

Lied about accents –
I love them, but Bob does not.
Has trouble hearing!

Lied about Yorkies –
I like little dogs, not Bob!
Not the yippy ones!!

Did not lie about
People being in my box –
I love all people.

Especially those
Who teach me to cook gnocchi!
Who is in your box?

Do you have ladies
Who leap out and warm your heart?
Here’s Wonder Woman!

Wonder how she is…
Wonder how my people are
Back home in Ennis.

Wonder how YOU are…
I wonder what’s in your box…
Is it full of love?

I wonder…

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Have a Wonder – ful Wednesday!
What’re you up to today?

See ya later.

I’m off to find my box!

Shared Beauty


Poetry form: Dalit* IV = four non-rhyming lines of 8 syllables each

Subject: Shared Beauty

When you find a beautiful spot
Don’t keep the place all to yourself
Share the beauty with your dear friends
It’s more sweet with a dozen eyes

Canadian Geese in Rancho Mirage

I hope your day was as beautiful as mine.
Thanks for coming to JanBeek to visit.
Have you tried a Dalit* poem yet?
If so, share it!

See ya tomorrow.

Choose Joy Today


I love playing around with various poetry forms. I love learning about new forms. Yesterday I encountered a “Dalit” for the first time. Do you know it? It is 4 lines of 8 syllables each. I thought that would be fun to try. Here we go…


The choice is yours – choose joy today.
We are blessed to be in sunshine.
I select happiness today,
And it splashes over to you!

Yes, even if you are in rain or snow,
you can have sunshine in your heart.
My heart prays for peace in war-torn places.
My heart prays for safety for those in Harm’s Way.
My heart prays for rain in Australia
and stability in all places of turmoil.
My heart prays for joy in your heart.
Choose joy!

Try a Dalit poem. Share it!
And Have a Marvelous Monday!
See ya later.

Remembering Jesus' Baptism


This Sunday we attended church at the Bloom in the Desert Ministries in Palm Springs, CA. As usual, I took notes while listening to the sermon.

The scripture was Matthew 3:13-17

“Then Jesus came from Galilee to the Jordan to be baptized by John. John tried to dissuade Jesus by saying, I should be baptized by you, and yet you come to me!” But Jesus replied, “Leave it this way for now. We must do this to completely fulfill God’s justice.” So John reluctantly agreed. Immediately after Jesus had been baptized and was coming up out of the water, the sky suddenly opened up and Jesus saw the spirit of God descending as a dove and hovering over him. With that, a voice from the heavens said, “This is my Own, my Beloved, on whom favor rests.”

Through my poetic filter, this is what I heard as Reverend Kevin A. Johnson’s message:

The proper completion of a called journey
Is the return… the coming back.
In our creed, Jesus went down and came back.
The Jews and Greeks both were taught that fact.

Today’s scripture tells us that baptism
Is personal, and effective for life.
Some believe as babies, others think when older,
Is the appropriate time to wash away strife.

Baptism is a remarkable, memorable event.
It’s a ritual recorded long before Jesus was born.
A thousand years earlier, immersion was practiced.
The dove hovering was a symbol that glorious morn.

It symbolized the love of God entering in.
Baptism is a commitment – a starting point.
It doesn’t matter if it’s in the Jordan River,
Or if it’s in some crumby back-street joint.

Baptism is a time to promise a mind-set
That puts love, compassion, and respect first.
It’s a universal embrace of Jesus’ teachings –
A chance to promise, and then daily rehearse.

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Timing

Baptism can occur as a teen or an adult when the person is “of the age of reason” and chooses to publicly agree to live a life of love in God’s grace, with compassion and respect for others, following God’s commandments.

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Or – baptism can occur as an infant. In that case, it is the promise of the parents to raise this child in love, teaching the child to obey the commandments … living in grace and obedience.

Remembering

Do you remember your baptism? I don’t remember mine. My sister and I were baptized when she was about two and I was an infant. There are no pictures, no certificates, no proof… but my sis says she remembers it, and my mom said it happened. So I should believe them.

However, as Rev. Kev said at the beginning of his message, baptism is a part of a journey… and it requires the return, the coming back. Rev. Kev showed us the certificate of his baptism. He can tell you the date, the place, and the time – and he went through confirmation later as a youngster (maybe about age 12) at which time he reaffirmed his parents’ baptismal promises.

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Baptism’s Purpose and Proof

I tried to locate my baptismal records. However, the church where my baptism supposedly occurred no longer exists. Decades ago a fire destroyed it and all the records that were in it.

Baptism is an act of obedience symbolizing the believer’s faith in a crucified, buried, and risen Savior. It testifies to the believer’s death to sin, the burial of the old life, and the resurrection to walk in newness of life in Christ Jesus. It is a testimony to the believer’s faith in the final resurrection of the dead. Do I doubt my faith in the risen Savior or question my membership in God’s family? Not for a minute!

Baptism has been a symbolic way of joining the Church from the very start of Christianity. The water used is a symbol of washing away sin and the start of a new life. Do I think perhaps I am not “a Child of God” because I don’t have the paperwork to prove my sin was “washed away”? No!!

But would I like to be able to say I have experienced a “proper completion of a called journey” by finishing the trip, coming back to my baptismal roots? Yes!

Baptism is Once and for All

Sometimes I question if infant baptism is once and for all. I wonder if perhaps I should be baptized as an adult now. Do you think at 80 I should reaffirm the baptismal vows that my mom agreed to when I was an infant?

Today’s sermon reminding us to remember Jesus’ baptism and affirming the importance of baptism has me pondering these questions.

What do you you think? Give me your thoughts.

See ya tomorrow

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