6/28/26

 

Dear Family,

 

               God gave blessings although last week was not super eventful.

               Seth helped with yard work. It might be an hour and a half of bother for him but for me it’s a life saver. I noticed I’m moving much slower these days and although I am also doing yard work – he’s much faster, better and stronger than me. I am truly blessed by his help.

               Adriel answering the phone any time I call is always a blessing. I enjoy her willingness to share her life stories and am thrilled by her love.

               Bobby went to camp for a week and I’m glad he’s back. He told stories of joy and shared pictures and videos of people enjoying themselves. One phenomenon is that our Sunday school kids come on time often. This is 9:30 AM and I don’t think their parents even come that early. The church is pretty empty except a couple of rooms. Ours is a rowdy, fun loving group and there is joking, clapping and loving banter. My favorite this week was when one student wanted a favor so looked over and said, “You’re like a brother to me, please.” The thing is – they are brothers so that cracked me up.

               Also they have a song about standing under a tree when it gets wet that they can all sing – whenever Bobby complains about rain they start singing, “Under a tree, under a tree, under it’s shelter that’s where”  . . . I don’t know the words but they do. Such a fun group.

               May you enjoy each interaction God gives you and the beauty that surrounds us.  Love and hugs,

 

Cristy

6-21-26

 Dear Family,

               A lot has happened since I last wrote. The youth group had our end of the school year bash, and I thought it was fun that Bobby was exclaiming how much he loved his job. That’s always good.

               Bobby also lead music a last Sunday while Greg is on Sabbatical. That was neat and fun to watch.

               School is out for Seth, so he has been helping in the garden and that is huge. I borrowed two green bins from our neighbors for the greens haul last week. I appreciate his ability to follow directions, strength and willingness to help.

               Adriel answered the phone on a Tuesday during our lunch break. It was good to talk to her for a little bit, but when she said, “I enjoy chatting with you, but why did you call me on a Tuesday?” I hurriedly exclaimed, “Oh my goodness, I love you but if it’s Tuesday I have to call my mom, bye.” She may have chuckled after that hasty departure, but she was right – I call Adriel’s Grandma on Tuesdays.

               Wednesday my bicycle basket was falling off. I stopped by Ace to get another screw for it and that worked temporarily (5 minutes) because the hole is stripped. When I got home Bobby confirmed what I was hoping. It was time to get a new bicycle. I didn’t sleep well with all the excitement. The possibilities were endless – but my major concern – a giant basket!

               Thursday, I went to my favorite bicycle store Northwest Hub and donated our ‘back up’ bicycle. I then looked around for the biggest basket and there were tricycles with a basket on the back and one on the front. How exciting! The shop people wanted me to try it out a bit before buying and I did. I happily and excitedly drove off with my used purchase. I then noticed I had traded a race car for a semi-truck. Tricycles do not maneuver well. I also noticed that it was much heavier, I was not going that fast. But on the bridge God took control. My backpack and the basket fell off. Oh dear. I turned around and let them know what had happened. Several people swarmed, and yes, the basket had not been installed correctly. They were very kind and pointed me out to a street bicycle that was my size. Although they didn’t have a basket for me, Amazon did and I am very excited to try it out next week. Yay for great transportation that saves us money in gas and parking.

               Camps begin tomorrow so Bobby headed up tonight (Yes, father’s day – every year). Bobby and I assembled something special for a night game Saturday night as he’s the games director this week. I will miss him but am glad he is doing this for God and glad he enjoys what he does. Yay!

                May you also enjoy the work God has for you. May you follow His direction and if you are dead wrong but excited about your bad choice may God make something fall off so you notice – yup – I need to do a 180.

 

Love and hugs,

 

Cristy

6/8/26

 

Dear family,

 

               I cannot tell you how wonderful it is to be home. I may be behind in tasks, but at least I can get them done here. Vacations have long been a bane to my existence. When I was 15, my parents took me to Hawaii, and I said, “It’s crowded here, I want to go home.” They just laughed it off, and I was fine. At the age of 13, I remember telling my dad, I never want to go to Disneyland with you ever again. He responded with, “I never want to take you again.” And that was that.

               This latest trip was confirmation that any trip we take will probably be for Bobby’s sake. I really do not enjoy being away from home for long periods of time. Funniest thing – Bobby’s favorite part of the trip was a 5-hour Catamaran tour of various mountain peaks from the water – some snorkeling and yummy food. I enjoyed myself for about 2 hours. After that, I was at the back of the boat emptying my stomach. I’ve never been that motion sick before, and the effects still linger even today. I’m generally a bit queasy in the mornings now. Blegh.

               I am thankful that Bobby understands we are different people and let me stay in the hotel room the next day, the entire day. I’m not at his Energizer Bunny level of living life to the fullest. Wednesday night, I even went to bed at 6 PM Hawaiian time – I was so done.

               We did have fun experiences. I enjoyed zip lining, tubing tunnels, some nice walks, and the cats we met. I still prefer cereal, sandwiches, or McDonald's to any other foods. At least it’s safe (I hope).

               So, yes, Adriel called me, “Seth” and I’ll take it. I like his, “Seattle is enough culture shock for me.” At this moment, the only place I would like to go (next year) would be Canada to visit my relatives there. I don’t care about viewing places – I can see those pictures on my computer screen. People I love, on the other hand. I miss them, their hugs, and some great chats. I haven’t seen my Canadian family in years.

               Coming home to be with church family is like putting on an old, soft favorite sweater in the wintertime. I appreciate our youth, our kids, and our church family. I enjoy prayer requests, digging into God’s word, and asking Him for help with real-world problems. This is home, this is real, this is where I belong.

               May you also feel loved, appreciated, and cozy where you live. Much love,

 

 

Cristy

5/31/26

Dear family,

 

               What fun our youth are. The teens in middle school are delightful to be around and I still enjoy their sweet fellowship as they grow older. The high school group this week had some interesting things to say. After reading Hebrews 10:24-25 Bobby asked, “Does anyone know what exhort means?” No one did but someone mentioned, “I know what extort means, is that similar?”

               Game time had some fun and excitement. We all formed a circle with two blind folded youth in the middle. One blind folded student was to be the catcher with a pool noodle for catching while the other was the hunted who every 5 seconds was supposed to bang on the large metal bowl with their pool noodle and run around evading. I took several fun pictures, and this one is my favorite.

               The next night was High school group. One highschooler said, “Yeah, shut up Jarrod.” Loud enough for everyone to react with concern about using nice words. Bobby sighed and said, “It's ok they graduated” The rude one then replied, “Yeah, we are adults now.”

               I feel very blessed not only that Seth is taking care of the house and cat while we are gone but . . . and this is a big one. Seth enjoys being alone and wants nothing else than that for his Birthday. All that worrying years ago that I would have my baby on the same day as our anniversary for nothing. I understand his desire to be alone. I also enjoy “My” time. I’m very glad he doesn’t feel neglected. Unlike our cat, she will be mad at us when we get back from our anniversary trip. I’ll have to keep her out of our bedroom because last time we went on a trip, she peed on me to show her anger.

               Bobby planned a lovely trip for us, and we even met the cutest set of 18-month-old twins on the flight. Our families helped each other pass the time and the parents were thankful. How fun.

               Bobby is always up for adventure. I am blessed to be pushed to get out more. I have enjoyed this trip already and my favorite event today was before we sat down at a restaurant the waitress asked, “You OK with cats?” She pointed to a yellow tabby sitting near our seats. I said I loved them and we sat down. Of course, the cat chose Bobby and proceeded to walk onto Bobby’s lap which is just like it is at home. How fun. Bobby pretended he didn’t like the attention, but I saw him smile. It’s fun to be chosen.

               When God puts adventure in your path may you embrace it with open arms. May you find strength in knowing Him and joy in the people you meet.  Love and hugs, Cristy

5/25/26

 

Dear family,

               I’m so glad for whimsy. Our youth are fun, being included is special. When the middle school group prays many of them continue their school practice of holding pinkies and it’s very sweet when a pinky is extended to me. Then at the end there is an almost secret handshake style of ending. A fist to the left palm then to the other person’s right palm. Simple, not too hard to learn – but super fun, nevertheless. I am honored to take part in a tradition that dates back (I do not know how long) at Western Christian.

               I must also admit I truly enjoyed the games during youth group. Bobby had pool noodles, 6 small party cups per person, a cat face mask and Mission Impossible music. Whimsy and laughing at the audaciousness of it all. The students circled. Where they able to get a cup without being whacked? Well, for the most part yes. Was it fun to do and watch? Definitely.

               The high school girls didn’t get into the game much because they were busy making hair decorations. It was fun when it was time to go. They became very focused on finishing for their friend. How sweet.

               Adriel was delightful on the phone. She is recovering from a trip with late nights, excited encouraging yelling and the sort. Adriel is like her dad. She knows how to have fun, and I am glad for her.

               Sunday school had some great interactions. When Bobby told the youth we will be gone next Sunday and they would miss us one person said, “Weeeeelll” and I thought that was funny. They might or may not miss us. The group is wonderful either way. When I announced our trip was to celebrate a 30-year marriage they clapped and that was fun.

               There is a white board in the Sunday school room and a person drew this bean room. I don’t quite know what it represents but everyone had questions. My favorite question was. “Which one do you think I am?” A friend said, “I'm thinking maybe the small pea.” For some reason, this seemed to be the funniest thing any of us had heard in a long while. I enjoy laughter.

               May you also delight in laughing. May the time you spend with people be filled with joy and fun. May some whimsy also come your way and may you enjoy it. If you want to find some just watch the YouTube Video “Just for laughs head massage” video. It’s less than two minutes and makes me belly laugh (Free Head Massages in the Mall.. or so you Think!).

 

Love and hugs,

 

Cristy

5/17/26 Better late than never

It took me a while to figure out how to get pictures while having a new phone. Poor Bobby, he's been through the ringer on this one because His phone is the one we have used to get the best pictures. Thank you for your patience :-).

Dear Family

 

My sheltered past shows up and I miss it. Sometimes I say things to be funny but sometimes I’m just innocent and taken wrong. Let’s talk about the word consent. As in, please fill out this consent form to jump into our trampoline house, ski in our lodge etc. We give consent every time an app wants us to say that we read their terms and conditions, etc. It’s just something we do all the time.

               So, after dinner on Mother’s Day Bobby, Seth, Adriel and I visited the Portland Rose test gardens. One cute thing was that for a little bit we couldn’t find parking. A comment was, “Who would have thought that the rose gardens would be busy on Mother’s Day?” A cute fun quip – I don’t even know which of my adult children said it, but it did make me laugh.

               While there we smelled the roses and it was fun. We also saw several fat squirrels. I wanted to pet them. I did get close but never managed to rub any of their backs. The kids did say if I had been faster, I could have gotten one. I said, “No, I wanted the touch to be consensual.” This set them off for some reason. I just didn’t want to get bitten. And I wanted the squirrel to be OK with it. Later I mentioned the family’s reaction to a co-worker. After she explained that ‘consensual’ usually included “sensual” I was aghast. “Ewwww, I don’t feel that way about squirrels at all!” She had to laugh and say, “Well, I’m glad we cleared that up.” Thank goodness for kind coworkers who help me understand the cruel and horrid world around me.

               As part of our walking Adriel did tell a story about a 10-year-old giving a tattoo at the event she had recently gone to. She took a video because she knew the youngster was having a memorable moment. I thought that was funny. Permanent art – here we go.

               I enjoy telling Bobby’s dreams because they are so entertaining. I wake up before him, but when I come back in the room, I think it wakes him up and he’s bursting with the news. This one is an interesting one. Bobby was wrestling with Will Smith when Will knocked over some soapy water onto Bobbys brand new I-pad. This was quite disturbing to Bobby, but Will did not offer to help – he even said, “Sorry there’s nothing I can do” (Unlike his, “I will pay for that” in Men in Black 1.) That was it, Bobby is now a little bit perturbed with Will (Whom he will probably never meet) and about an I-pad that does not exist. Bobby doesn’t own one at all. Now you know.

               Back in the day when Bobby was in seminary, he would have a lot of books lying around. When the semester was over, they would simply exist – on his side of the bed. During the summer Bobby would go to camp three weeks at a time. I would pack his items up and put them under our house in storage. He would be a little upset but knew I wasn’t going to let him be gone for weeks and leave a mess. Bobby and Adriel would ask where things were and I would say, “Where it belongs” then when they asked where that was, I would say, “I don’t remember.” Usually this would motivate them to keep a cleaner room/area.

               That last paragraph was background for this story. I keep winter/summer clothes under the house and rotate them from storage as the seasons pass. I had gotten my summer clothes out when it was warmer weather, but shorts were going a little too far, so I left my sweaters in the closet and put my shorts in a box in the garage for later. Well, we had even warmer weather last week, so I went looking in the garage for a box with my shorts. Nothing. . . I went under the house and found nothing. Friday night Bobby was gone so I tore up our bedroom looking for my shorts. Did I decide I never wanted to wear shorts again? Did I put them under the bed? Above our closet? In the gest room? Nope, none of those. Saturday morning Bobby mentioned he knew where they were! “Where?” I asked. He said, “Where they belong”. Ha ha. So, I went under the house again this week and looked in random boxes. They were in a box labeled “Valentines & St. Patrick’s day decorations.” Oh yeah, I was going to take the shorts out before I put that box under the house. Sigh – wonders never cease. But now I have a lot of shorts – yay!!

               On to youth group fun. Bobby has taken to the field for games, and it was a normal occurrence for him to say, “Ok, last point wins.” What made me chuckle is when another leader said aside to me, “That still could take all night.” Bobby controls things by being an active participant though and it didn’t last too long after that.

               Youth Sunday was a blast. It wasn’t filled with as much bouncing like they normally do (Bobby included) I attribute this to no doughnuts that morning. They were a much calmer crowd and presented themselves well. Only one person looked scared and harried after being aggressively greeted. I’m calling that a win. I loved the testimony, the greeters, ushers, announcements and sermon. Yay for an active youth group.

               If you are Bobby’s Facebook friend, I’m sure he will be sharing pictures of the Youth Sunday soon.

               Love and hugs to you 😊

 

 

Cristy

5/10/26

 

Dear family,

               As I read over my notes from youth group I get to smile all over again. Bobby mentioned a person who was strong in the faith that he knows. “His name is Linus. And no – he’s not names after Charlie brown.” One youth was quite invested and sad about this, “Dang it!” Then Bobby said, “He’s older than Charlie Brown. This brought a common, “Ohhhhh” from the crowd. They found that fascinating.

               The above illustration was lost on both groups. When Bobby asked, “What does that picture remind you of.” Most people said, “A fart?” Oh dear – apparently people aren’t gag sprayed by friends or clowns with fake flowers any more. If you want to revive this tradition, please do it on Youth Sunday. They might get a kick out of it next week.

               Seth wanted more lasagna, so it was fun to have him be part of the thawing process for one of the three that we made a while back. It thawed well and he cooked it while I was at work. Yum! We still have some to eat.

               Bobby mentioned he would take over the raspberry row when I said I was going to tear it out. He has successfully taken over mowing the lawn. I am glad for that. It’s not in my head space. The raspberries are still there though – I try to walk that path. I’m guessing he does look at it and is fine with how it is doing. Me mentioning it means he’s winning somehow. The only way for me to “Win” at letting go is to forget they exist. Just like a game the high schoolers asked me if I wanted to play. You must forget the game. And if you remember then say, “Oh I remembered” and you lose – but then everyone you say it to will loose also because they will remember. I won for that night (so did everyone else???) but today – by writing about it – I Just lost. LOL.

               My coworker has informed me that I sometimes look like the eagle on the Muppets. Apparently saying that makes it funny when I scowl. And – it is, don’t ask me if I’m pregnant – I’ll give you that look too. I’m too old for making babies even if that’s where I pack my fat.

               Sunday school prayer requests were delightful simply because our youth impulsively say the most interesting things. One student asked us to pray for his grandma’s flight. Bobby asked where she was going and another student had a follow up question, “To heaven?” Umm – hopefully not – that’s apparently what we are praying about now (and no – she was going to visit her dad).

               Another student was praying that their healing process would go smoothly. His friend asked, “Do your legs work yet,” and “No” was the answer – for now.

               When Bobby asked for prayer about the sermon he will be doing for youth Sunday next week I gave him an encouraging word, “You can do it!” His answer was, “I have to.”

               Our little family hasn’t gone to Portland yet, so Mother’s day is still ongoing. It’s a much easier day when the kids are grown. Bobby is mowing the lawn. Seth stayed home still a little sick with a cold. When he saw what they had the men do (sing up front to the ladies) he was glad he stayed home.

                I anticipate a lovely reunion with Adriel – it will be fun seeing her 😊. May you also feel joy when you get to visit with loved ones. May your time with family and friends give you delight 😊 Warmly,

 

 

Cristy

5/3/26

 

Dear Family,

 

               I’m so thankful for fun friends, pretty flowers, cats in general and our cat specifically, but most of all I’m thankful for you – those who care to listen and enjoy the treasures God gives us. May you find strength in knowing how very, very much you are appreciated and loved 😊.

                I continually enjoy the fun things our youth say. Sometimes they are so invested in filling out Bobby’s blanks it comes out as a whine, “Bobby, I was just going to say that!” There is a bit of glory – kudos if you will - when we figure out what the blank was going to be before Bobby says it. If Bobby beats us to the punch it’s a sad moment. He gave our youth a chance after that. “Sorry, what’s the next blank?” The whining continued. “I don’t knowwwww.” Such a mournful evening for this tender heart.

               Bobby mentioned, “I have a youth room update.” Someone said, “Did it flood again?” Thank goodness it did not. Repairs are underway, yay!!

               The middle school group also has some fun incidents. This is an age when smells seem to erupt out of people and we are not talking about good smells. This was evidenced after they were playing games a bit. Either way social distancing really helps. When Bobby mentioned that God uses earth as his footstool a teen had to say, “Ooof! The smell of that would kill people.” Yes, feet can smell very bad.

               I had to laugh about the difference between my two grown adults. I texted both of them and asked if we could take them out to dinner for mothers day. Our sweet daughters response was, “Of course, it’s your day, we can do whatever you want.” Our practical son had a question, “What time?” When I told him he said he would have to cancel his Sunday evening plans with friends. In the end, if he’s healthy Seth will join us, yay.

               May you delight in those you know – that they can be family and still be so different from each other. May you enjoy everyone you encounter 😊 May your life be full because God loves you so much 😊.

 

Hugs,

 

Cristy

4/26/26

 

Dear Family,

 

               I may never lose the delight I feel when I hear funny words, irony or a well-timed joke. I believe this is what I live for. I mean – of course to delight in God and the people He has given us, right? I think anyone can be hilarious. OK I’ll illustrate some older ladies this week. One made a mess and another told her she needed to clean it up. Then a third chimed in and mentioned they didn’t have fruit flies until this person started being closer to them. Oh, this infuriated my friend, so she started cleaning her area with fervor. She made some angry sounds and I interceded with, “Fight, fight, fight, fight.” The mess was cleaned, the people were appeased and all was good natured fun. When I told Bobby the story later on, he said, “Why would you egg those old ladies on?” I’ll admit – the story does make me sound bad but there was light hearted fun in the midst. You have to know your audience.

               Middle school group was also enjoyable. Bobby mentioned how we are to be molded to resemble Jesus. He was talking about ice cube trays and how it might spill because it’s full, but he gets it in the freezer OK. One student was aghast. “It’s my job to do that and I DON’T spill.” Well, now we know.

               The High Schoolers didn’t say much that was funny but they sure were fun when it came to a game. Hands on heads and walk in a circle. Grab a cup when the music stops. It’s much harder than it sounds – kind of like musical chairs and they loved it. How fun.

               In Sunday School the ice breaker was, “What is one thing on your bucket list?” Three people mentioned they would like to take a trip to various places. Next someone wanted to go to, “Malaysia”, This person’s brother had to quip that his sister, “Wants to meet hot Malaysian guys.” Several girls including the person who had this wish, were instantly not OK. Some of these tweens are not ready for anything like that!

               One person seemed stuck, “Bobby then asked them where they might want to go and I was not OK with this. “Bucket lists do not have to be about going somewhere. Maybe this person wants to become a famous artist or have five kids.” Rich came in at just that moment and was confused. Someone piped up with, “You are Just in time for Bobby’s great news!” Bobby had to say, “Cristy wants 5 kids! Yay, we are adopting!” Heavens to Betsy NO – I was simply suggesting that’s what someone else might have as a goal. I’m quite happy with being an almost empty nester.

               When it came time for my bucket list item I mentioned I would like to meet our sponsor children in person in Africa. Bobby mentioned he would like to meet the sheep named after him. Rich had to say, “Sorry, the sheep has already been eaten.”

               I love some conversations and that one was hilarious. May you also delight in those you get to interact with. May your times with friends, family and volunteer opportunities bring you great joy.

               I am blessed to interact with so many great people. Let me know, what is on your bucket list? Hugs,

 

Cristy

4/19/26

 

Dear family,

               I feel so blessed again and again to have you in my life. My church, relatives, and friendships are truly a blessing. Your impact on me is great and I feel thankful. Each season has its beauty, hardships and joys. Spring can bring excitement for new life, the joy of seeing perennials and hardy plants come back is expected but still a surprise. Oh that’s where you ended up at. Oh, now there are two of you! How fun.

               Weeds also grow in this weather. How many years of angst I have cried about this. So far this year I have only had a grumpy hangry morning about weeds. No tears this time. Bobby came out to help find a tool I had lost in two steps time. Literally – I pruned a bush, two steps away I dug up some weeds from the vinca minor and poof – the pruner disappeared. How frustrating! Thank goodness Bobby is good at finding things. It didn’t take long – he just had to listen to about 3 or 4 sentences of complaints. “The weeds are taking over our garden (no, the world) and my life is over etc”. Then poof, there the pruners were, laying on top of the vinca minor. Sigh, Bobby agreed we could poison everything. We don’t need vinca minor at all. This was a viable choice. But my body only lets me do 15 min of yard work a day and it was time to go inside.

               Tuesday night Bobby asked the middle schoolers what they thought a picture was. The only guess was a, “VHS thing?” – our youngsters may never know what a cassette tape is – and that’s OK. Using a pencil on those was rough. Although, purposefully taking the string out just for fun, was entertaining. Hopefully no one will die from some odd chemical that came out while we did that.

               Yet I digress 😉. The lesson had a fill in the blank that included who people think Jesus is today, “Prophet, historical figure, - - - - - teacher, crazy lunatic.” The guess for this blank did include a “math” teacher. Although they did get it right eventually (moral) one person did say, “Math makes the most sense.” No, I don’t think Jesus came to earth to teach math. Sorry professors and other math teachers – Morals are more important to God. Prove me wrong if you think otherwise.

               The high school group was also fun. Bobby found a creative way to say, “Don’t talk while I am talking,” Bobby said, “We really love your tongue, but please keep it in your mouth.”

What really warmed my heart to overflowing with tears was the Sunday school presentation from one of our high schoolers and his mother about their school mission trip to Guatemala. Hearing about God working, man, He really is at work all around us – their stories – the mom was like, “OK, guys, you gotta stop crying.” How can we help it? Those are happy tears.

               And then the baptism service, two of our youth were baptized by Bobby – such tall young men! And I couldn’t believe my ears, they are 12 and 13 – so young, so tall, so spiritually mature. How fun to watch as their faith grows, is tested and matures. I am so blessed to be part of that. Yet, we will have to help them as the weeds grow around them too.

               Thursday after work I went to do my 15 min. of yard work. Bobby helped and even grabbed a bunch of weeds out of the vinca minor with the statement, “I don’t want you to have to kill the vinca minor.” I felt very cared for. We reminisced that the original vinca minor came from his dad’s old place. I mentioned we could give dad some back but Bobby said he’s in a different climate so probably wouldn’t want any he has to water (in the Bend area). It was still a blessing though – having some help.

               May God bless you with help when you need it, a hand when you are down and a boot when that would be appropriate. God knows our hearts, our wills and our ways. May we find peace in knowing Him and doing His will.

               Love and hugs,

 

 

Cristy

4/13/26

 

Dear Family,

I must admit a disturbing conversation I had with Seth on the way to Portland. I asked him to promise to never get a mullet hair cut. Seth refused. He wants autonomy for this simple act. I still feel a little nauseated thinking about it.

Celebrating is fun and can be dangerous. Bobby Seth and I enjoyed going to Portland to celebrate Adriel turning 25 and graduating from college. She thought turning 25 was a huge deal. College – meh, she’s just glad it’s over and the diploma came in the mail. I remember feeling the same way. It was funny.

The danger started when Adriel wanted to get food from a restaurant and then sit on a pier. I started applying sun screen after we ordered and before we left. I asked Seth, “Do you see any white on me?” and pointed to my skin. Seth was not impressed, “Mom, you are white, I don’t think I can help you with this one.” I smiled and took some more sun screen and smeared it on my neck without rubbing it in. “How about any white like that?” Seth replied, “Oh.” He looked more analytically and then, “No, I don’t see any, you are good.”

I believe Adriel was sharing a favorite, special place with us. Boy was it scary. We walked past many people who don’t have homes and several who were bathing in a water fountain. We went down a narrow ramp to a pier that was broken in several places. It was a beautiful view as long as we didn’t look behind us to those poor people – humans – who are unfortunate. I was very glad to get back to Adriel’s apartment before sundown.

               While in Adriel’s apartment one thing we entrusted Adriel with were her medical records. Interestingly she went through the documents page by page and reminisced about each incident. “Oh, this is when I bit the dentist.” Immunizations had a comment from me, “The look of betrayal in your baby eyes was so traumatic dad had to take you to the rest of your immunizations. Seth’s were also all handled by dad.” Adriel even mentioned, “So that’s how much it cost to have a baby back then.” She looked at prices, events and then commented how fortunate she is to have such a small file. She used to look through medical records as a paralegal for insurance. It sure was interesting to go through them all again. It was like reliving her life. Frame by medical frame.

               The next day was middle school group. Bobby spoke about how Onesiphorus found Paul in Rome and how it isn’t easy to find people in new places. This brought up a story about how he found my Uncle in Italy while we were there on vacation. One student thought that was very creepy. Bobby had to mention he did know the name of the building they were staying at so that helped. The student insisted on their first take – still creepy that Bobby found a person – stalker like.

               Since we were talking about Italy a story of how my desire to be frugal, my lack of the language and my desperation led to a misunderstanding. I wanted water from the tap. I didn’t want to pay $3 for a bottle. The waiter did not understand. Finally I mentioned, “Toilet water?” That only brought a huge look of horror on the waiters face. Bottled water it was. Sigh. Our youth enjoyed that story.

               The game time was fun as well. “Will you be my friend?” “No, all my friends . . . . wear black, have crocks on. . . and my favorite . . . all my friends aren’t as cool as Rich.” We all knew to jump up and grab a new seat – it was unanimous and fun.

               The high school group was also enjoyable. When Bobby asked, “Does anyone know where Ephesus is?” One person shouted out, “Japan!”

               Later when Bobby mentioned we were going to talk about “Onesiphorus.” Someone said, “I love that name, I’m going to call my kid that!” Another countered with chagrin, “No, you can’t name your kid that! Everyone will nickname them ‘Onsie!’”

               And a favorite of mine – the fill in the blank. The answers came rapid fire for this one, “Onesiphorus visited Rome while Paul was i_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _.” The firs answer seemed right to me “Incarcerated” but it didn’t fit. Next was, “In jail” but that’s two words. Imprisoned was the right word. l

               It’s really fun to watch people grow. Today Seth took some time out to cook lasagna with me. He wanted to get a ruler out and do precise measurements. He was OK with my – pouring ½ of this and 1/6^th of that. He would do it differently though – but since we were cooking together (and we already know he likes my lasagna) he was fine with my ways. If he does this alone though – he will do it more precisely.

               I’m so thankful for friends and family. Thank you for your love and interest. May God’s words always be a gentle guide for your actions and words. Hugs,

 

Cristy

              

4/5/26

 

Dear family,

 

               Words are so fun. I enjoyed several mis – sayings and for some reason it’s – I don’t know. Maybe you can delight with me in how fun things can get when I am well meaning yet misinformed. Adriel told me this week what she wanted for her Birthday and Bobby and I were happy to oblige. I mentioned to co-workers that I was excited to buy my daughter something she wanted. “Oh, What does she want?” I lack details so I mentioned, “Something for water boarding.” My friend said, “That’s torture.” I had to reply, a little chagrined, “Well, water sports aren’t that bad.” “No,” my friend insisted, “Water boarding is torture – you must mean something else.” I looked into my purchase history, “Oh, it’s a pump for paddle boarding.” This made more sense to my friend but set me into a fit of laughter. No, Adriel doesn’t torture people for fun.

               But the word play doesn’t end in the family, our youth are fabulous at this as well. Bobby’s lesson was about God helping us out. He asked the youth, “What’s the definition of ‘Providence?’” One student had to say, “It’s a health care.” And technically, they are right. Sometimes Bobby hand’s out prizes for right answers. One student got it right but Bobby had to ask, “Can you have bubble gum?” The student was like, “Yes?!” Bobby had to add, “Sorry, just trying to be respectful.” And this is for all those poor souls who have braces and are restricted in a great many foods.

               While reading a verse a student read Romans 12:13 this way, “Share with the Lord’s people who are in need. Practice hostility.” No one snickered or laughed. Bobby and I just mentioned, “It’s hospitality.” But later, on Saturday, I did have to mention to Bobby as he was heading out, “Remember to practice, ‘hostility.’” He mentioned how he loves his job – said that 2 or three times this week. We truly do enjoy our youth.

               During High school group when it was time to fill in blanks a student wanted to add, “Watermelon,” to this blank.  “Lydia was a God w_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _.” Watermelon doesn’t fit at all but worshiper does 😊.

               I also must mention my new to me favorite label printer. Its name is “n” after my friend Ian who was on a mission trip to the inner city. He said his name and a young person asked, “N, is that your name? Just a letter?” I love that story and n’s little nose is an “n” so it fits perfectly.

               Easter was fun and good Friday was meaningful. We are so blessed to worship a RISEN savior. May you delight in your life and don’t forget to practice hostility.

Love and hugs,

 

Cristy

3/22/26

 

Dear family,

 

Happy Spring! I love how the cherry blossoms decided to make it in time for the festival. It seems the world is bursting with color and new life. Speaking of, I went to a birthday for a two-year-old and half the women there were large with child. It was exciting to see that people are willing to bring new ones into the world. Bobby and I don’t miss that stage of life, but it was fun to be around everyone for a while. And it was really fun to give a book written by me and illustrated (mostly) by Adriel. I delight in that.

Bobby had to share with me that he dreamed half the sanctuary collapsed. I replied, “Oh yeah? I dreamed our cat would only eat Cheetos.  She refused to eat cat food anymore.” We agreed dreams are weird and left it at that.

               Other lovely and fun occurrences. The middle school group was sitting with boys on one end and girls far on the other side of the room.  Bobby said, “Why don’t you mingle.” This was met with incredulity. “Why would we do that? Boys have cooties and might wipe their boogers on us.”

               I have this habit of enjoying talking with Adriel then putting a bit of news into the prayer requests that are handed in and passed out to pray about. After Bobby heard, “Adriel was in Hawaii and for safe travels back home,” He mentioned, “I don’t like hearing news about my daughter that way.” A High schooler got it, “Yeah, but now we know who the favorite parent is.”

               Sunday morning prayer requests had many family members sick. Bobby was concerned and said, “Agh, I’m surrounded by sick people!” One student had to pipe in with, “I caught my brother blowing his nose! Only sick people blow their noses.”

               A funny thing about spring break is that Bobby is keeping, “Dinner and a movie night” a secret. Youth want to know so badly! One even said, “What if someone has allergies?” Bobby asked, “What allergies?” The student went on to say, “Shrimp.” Bobby assured them dinner would not include shrimp. The student insisted, “But, my friend is allergic . . . to . . . . the unknown.” Bobby said that friend could bring their own dinner.

               I delight in our youth and in our kids. Some friends from work came over Friday evening and commented how polite Seth was and how clean our house was. I am so blessed for both of those facts. It takes work and God gave me just enough to do my part in cleaning, but he also provided a son and husband who do their part as well.

               May you continue to be productive in society. May you find strength in knowing our Lord and may you find delight in how Spring is popping out of the ground all around us.

 

Love and Hugs, Cristy

PS the picture is, bowling . . . with humans.

3/16/26

 

Dear Family,

               Sometimes we make our own joy. I have a friend who gifted me fingernail polish. Normally I don’t bother but I have another friend who said, “It only takes five minutes.” By golly, this is my St. Patrick’s celebration! I hate cooking but painting my nails didn’t take long and it’s fun to look down and see a bit of color. Finding four leaf clovers on the other hand.  That’s one of my hobbies. I’ll give this one to my Irish friend. Maybe she will like it as much as the youth who called one I gave him, “Epic.” How fun to have joy and then to spread it.

               I have been contemplating what gives me joy. What makes me thrilled inside. I’ll list a few and would love to hear yours. My cat purring is a big one. I truly enjoy petting her and getting the instant gratification of the best sound on earth. “Purrrrrr.” I also delight when I win yet another phone game level. They are easy (for the most part) and cute characters dance on the screen for a bit with delight, “Good job!” How fun. When someone decides they want to follow Jesus, that’s very special. I enjoy seeing God at work. I also enjoy looking at pretty landscapes, people smiling, and laughing with others (Just for laughs is on YouTube). I am delighted when I call someone and they pick up with a desire to chat. I enjoy cuddles, little people are sweet but for now Bobby is the only one who is there for that. Good food, yes that’s huge. Seeing others be happy and visiting people I love. I may hate travel but it’s worth seeing family. What about you? What gives you joy?

               I also delight in the youth of our church. When they say fun things, I love laughing with them. Our lesson this week was about the Roman Centurion and how Jesus healed his servant. An interesting concept is how the “Jewish elders” were advocating for this man. They were asking Jesus to help because the man helped them out. Bobby posed the question, “What are Jewish elders?” On student answered with a question, “Old Jews?” And Bobby said, “Yes.”

               Another interesting question Bobby posed, “Did Adam and Even have belly buttons?” He mentioned churches could split over that one. The youth were intrigued but Bobby moved on with the lesson anyway. What do you think?

               Also, when the youth are on scoot boards holding onto a rope – it was fun to see “Bowling, with kids.” They loved it.

               Sunday morning Bobby gave an illustration from driving but mentioned, “Most of you can’t drive though.” There was a general outcry, “I drive!” Many wanted Bobby to know they have these skills. Bobby asked a young 12 year old, “How do you drive?” The answer was, “Illegally.” Nice.

               I am continually blessed when I talk with friends, Bobby, Adriel, Seth and my parents. I delight when they pick up the phone or lean in. Family is delightful and I am glad they are in my life.

               May you also delight in those you love and are around. May you find peace and joy in God’s will and may you delight in the little things – fun though they are. Happy St. Patrick’s day! Google St. Patrick – it’s a great story.

               Also, please pray for our church. The youth room flooded again last night. I think this is very stressful for everyone involved.

 

Much love, Cristy

3/8/26

 Dear Family,    

                I enjoy consistency and the beauty of people echoing each other. The connections we make in life can be quite beautiful. One of our leaders was out sick on Wednesday night. When Bobby finished the ending prayer someone sang, “Amen.” Just like Rich usually does with a similarly nice baritone! I had to turn around and see if Rich actually was there.  No, one of our youth now has a deeper voice and there you have it. A beautiful echo of a leader passing on mannerisms to the younger generation. It warmed my heart.

               When Bobby mentioned, “Soda will be there still,” about our youth room one student mis-heard. “Soda will be spilled?” Another student piped in, “Well, if you will be there – yes, soda will be spilled.” Indeed, that person does spill soda. We unraveled the original message eventually.

               Also on Wednesday night two of our young people were talking about their hobbies and I said, “You should share phone numbers with each other.”  They did and I am so glad for them. New friendships forged in youth can be lifelong friends.  Also one of our youth has signed up to help with Azimuth our upcoming Saturday night service. How exciting and timely – God is at work in Salem Oregon.

               Please pray with us as the Easter launch is coming up soon. 

 

Love and hugs,

 

Cristy 

3/2/26

 

Dear Family,

 

Sometimes disaster strikes. This is our time to show people what Christians are really like. Do we crumble, do we grumble, do we stumble? Or can we lean on God’s grace, carry on, and share His love anyway. This was a hard week for Bobby because the youth room flooded. He has been creative in the use of different rooms, and I have enjoyed seeing him shine even when his heart is heavy and his mind is whirling.

               Last week a student started promoting their small, crocheted animal Kenneth. They are nominating this Triceratops to be the Youth Group mascot. This student was bringing a petition around asking people to sign it. When one student hedged, she became insistent. He said, “I need more information. Does Kenneth read the Bible every day? What is his testimony?” When the answers weren’t coming in as rapidly as he was asking, she insisted anyway. He signed. As she happily left, he told me secretly, “I didn’t use my real name.” Oh my. These questions have now been answered. Kenneth had no family when he was young and he had to live in stores or even on the street. She found him, took him home to his new home and cleaned him. She introduced him to the Bible, church, and camp. Now Kenneth is a strong Christian with a personal relationship with the Lord and would like to help others come to the point that he has reached. Kenneth also reads the Bible daily but hasn’t finished the Song of Songs because he’s too young. Kenneth will represent joy and happiness as the Youth Group Mascot. What do you say? Do you vote yay or nay?

               Bobby was talking about having a mentor and how it’s important to listen to people that are older. When Bobby said, “Take advantage of old people.” I did have to chuckle. I knew what he meant. Anyway, many of our young people may be learning to drive soon and Bobby said a certain someone would be a good to person to ask about driving. He is now retired from driving long haul so he would be perfect. One student piped up with, “He would be ‘Glad’ to help us.” It took me a little bit – Oh the man’s last name is Glad. That was a good one!

               May you press on, with God’s help, even when you have hard times. May you find joy in the journey and may God’s love fill your heart. Love and hugs, Cristy

2/23/26

 

Dear Family,

 

               Rainy days are good for reading a book and feeling thankful for a roof. So many people do not have shelter, and this is quite sobering. May we be the type of people who give financially when we can. I am also blessed to have time for volunteering at the UGM (Union Gospel Mission) thrift store. I enjoy posting things for them on Craigslist (https://salem.craigslist.org/search/sss?userpostingid=7915203150#search=2~gallery~0) . One employee says they get a flurry of calls after I post and then sometimes things sell. Yay!! So if you are looking for a commercial fried ice cream maker or rooftop car storage hamburger case for $200. UGM is the place to go. When you do buy from the thrift store you are helping the men’s mission and Simonka the women’s shelter.

               Tuesday night middle school was truly worth the trudge through the long rainy driveway. The youth are delightful and I enjoy watching them grow. Also hearing the interactive lessons gives me great joy. Bobby brought up the verse about Jesus being the vine and us being the branches. Bobby went on to explain with stories about our raspberry vines and how when I prune them – the branches that are pruned wither up. One student had to point something out with such high brow superior knowledge, “Uh, Bobby, those aren’t grapes.”

               Bobby asked middle schoolers if they would like to go to the new Mandalorian movie coming out. I mentioned to a female next to me that I’ll never go to a theater again. She was surprised. “Why not?” My answer, “I can’t do laundry, play on my phone, or pause the movie when I need to go to the bathroom” had a strange effect. She said, “I’m done with you.” This is from someone I like and I believe she also likes me. Youth, they pull no punches.

               The high school group was full of delightful banter. One student felt chagrined during the lesson time. “Bobby, that’s harsh”. Bobby said, “You’re an Eagle Scout, you can handle it.” The student playfully said, “I’m gonna cry.” He did not cry but it did make some of us chuckle.

               I had the privilege of teaching a smaller group for Sunday morning. The lesson included Jesus’ parable about the first being last in Matthew 20:25-28. I mentioned being a good leader meant we would have to let go of something. People looked at me with question marks. I said, “It starts with a S and ends with elvish”. One person got it, “Selfish!” the rest mentioned, “Ohhh, that’s not what I was thinking”. Some people thought we might have to give up shellfish to be good leaders.

               Either way, one youth did not hesitate (before the lesson) to ask, “Why doesn’t Bobby come back from the retreat to teach Sunday school? He’s so much better.” Luckily I have a thick skin – they don’t even know that could be taken as an insult. I just enjoy them.

               May you also enjoy those you interact with.  May you find strength in our Lord, and may you love simply because you are so very loved.

 

Hugs,

 

Cristy

2/16/26

 

Dear Family,

 

God’s abundant display of beauty consistently fascinates me during my bicycle commute. The sun shining in my path was a bit disconcerting. I couldn’t see a thing. Thank goodness, as a bicyclist, I could go five feet over and be in the tree lined sidewalk. Ah, I could see! That light was so bright and so there, I did have to take a picture. Believe me, it was brighter than a picture could ever convey.

               Both middle school and high school were delightful evenings. One evening a student’s prayer request was for the concerts they would be performing in. A leader asked, “What kind of Concerts?” The student replied, “Music” There was enough laughter and I got the giggles. Our leader paused then, “Choir, Orchestra?” The student replied, “Yes,” And that’s meant they had both.

               Bobby and I enjoyed a relaxing Saturday Valentines day. It rained, so no need to garden. We went out for lunch and simply enjoyed each other’s company. I truly enjoy parallel play. We also watched 50 first dates which has two of my favorite actors in it. Yeah 😊.

               May your delight be in the little things. May you find strength in knowing you are truly loved. May you find peace in your heart and in the world around you. Hugs,

 

Cristy

              

2/9/26

 

Dear Family,

 

               If your highlight of the day is, “Seth said goodbye to me today.” Well, it’s a funny day. I laughed when Bobby said that. This is how much Seth communicates with us. My family is somewhat similar. We didn’t consider something Bobby and his family think is a necessity. “Let me know when you get there (a different town) so I know you are safe.” I thought that was the most ridiculous ask ever. “When I get there, I won’t be thinking of you at all, I’ll be with the people I am with. Why in the world would I call you? It’s not going to happen” (This is before texting.) Anyway, now that we have a son who doesn’t see the need to let us know if he’s coming or going, maybe now Bobby understands how the other side lives. Does your family think this is something you should do?

               Tuesday and Wednesday night were both quite pleasant. Believe me, bicycling from work, showering and getting into cozy sweats is a great end to a day. Getting up and going out to youth group must be rewarding enough to leave home again. And our youth are fabulous people, lovely, fun, sweet and learning. Also, they crack me up sometimes. We have one person who usually likes to read out of the “Y’all” version of the Bible. I’ll admit, I love it. The whole concept of plural being so out there tickles my funny bone and it seems to make the words jump out of the page. Bobby had several people read and was chagrined. What version are you going to read out of? The young person said, “Y’all shall see.” Read 1^st Peter 1:1-2 and understand what happened next. “Peter, an apostle of Jesus Christ, to those who are living as foreigners scattered throughout Pontus, Galatia, Cappadocia, Asia, and Bithynia, who are chosen according to the foreknowledge of God the Father, by the sanctifying work of the Spirit, to be obedient to Jesus Christ and sprinkled with his blood: Grace and peace be multiplied to y’all.” We all burst out because it didn’t sound like a different version, but it was. How fun.

               Sunday morning was more of the same. One person who usually says, “Everything” for a prayer request mentioned a praise. “I want to say that something I was hoping to happen did happen and I’m very glad.” The way this was so eloquently put everyone clapped, except Bobby. He was frustrated. “Can you tell us what it was you wanted to happen?” “No.” Bobby doesn’t like praying for unspoken requests. Another person asked, “Was it, ‘EVERYTHING?’” No, it wasn’t.” This just had the crowd mesmerized. Rich had to pipe in with, “I also have an unspoken request.” This time Bobby knew that one was a joke and he was able to let things go.

               Another student mentioned, “Pray for my pregnant mom.” Bobby said, “Can you put that in the form of a prayer request? Because this could go so many places.” Well, the student named their new brothers name and said, “That the baby comes out this month.” Oh, we had a name (Sadly I completely forgot it because), the youth said, “Want to hear names I have been suggesting?” I most definitely did. So, with the last name of Holmes the baby should be named, “Sherlock.” I said, “Yes! That’s how I remember your last name in the first place.” Or another suggestion was, “Robin.” Ha, ha, that one is just silly. But I still like it.

               I do have to mention I enjoy having a coworker back. She was gone for a month and I missed her shenanigans. Sometimes she will lay hands on the printer that acts up and pretend to speak in tongues over it. (Usually while turning it off and on.) This reminded me of the above far side. Good times. I enjoy people with a sense of humor.

               May you also be delighted with those around you. May you find joy in those you live with, work with and play with. May God grant you wisdom with everyone you encounter. Much love,

 

Cristy