When my mother was young, maybe 11 or 12, her family’s farmhouse burned to the ground. Mom, along with her mom, dad, and baby sister, Sally, got out with their lives and a basket of clean clothes.
It was the Depression. You didn’t go to the store and buy new. Neighbors were kind and shared the household items they could spare. For years, this is what they used.
After WWII, economic times were better. My mother and her mother were shopping at Gimbels department store in Milwaukee. They came across a discontinued set of china–a service for 16, with bowls and plates of assorted sizes. Dishes. Dishes that matched. Dishes that would do justice to the bountiful holiday meals that came out of Grandma’s kitchen.
The complete set with service pieces was on sale for $25. Grandma put $5 down. She and mom went home to spend the summer dressing chickens to come up with the balance due.
Kagemulo’s smile in this picture is misleading. She smiled upon seeing the video just taken during a visit to her home outside of Bukoba, Tanzania. Kagemulo had never before seen a picture of herself.
Indeed, Kagemulo said, “I cry all the time.” Three of her four sons are dead, and the fourth has advanced AIDS. Kagemulo cares for her son in her home, is the guardian for his two children, and is the guardian for two other grandchildren orphaned by AIDS.
The other day, a Ranger Rick subscription offer arrived our mailbox, a print version of a cold sales call. No doubt the National Wildlife Federation, publisher of Ranger Rick magazines, got our name by purchasing a list of recent subscribers to Highlights magazine.
It was a lovely sales package, customized in several places with the family name. So why was I annoyed instead of intrigued? Ranger Rick broke a cardinal rule of sales and appeals: If you’re going to use my name, get it right. The Edison-Swift family lives at my address, not the Swift family.
For my mom’s 60th birthday, I made a book of her recipes. It was a present for her and a gift for me. Are your family favorites recorded in a place you can find them?
While Doot-Doot cake is the go-to Edison-Swift family treat when zucchini is abundant, for daughter Annie’s January birthday I remembered “Swiss Chocolate Squares.” I brought the recipe home from my seventh grade home-ec class, and it became an Edison family favorite. So yummy. Enjoy.
Swiss Chocolate Squares
Preheat oven to 375 degrees
Grease a 15 ½ X 10 ½ jelly-roll pan
In a good-size saucepan, combine the following, bring to a boil, then remove from heat:
1 cup water
½ cup (1 stick) salted butter (original recipe called for margarine)
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Click on the family picture to enlarge the panel and read through the card.
To download, print and share the Advent/Christmas devotional booklet mentioned above, save this PDF and print double sided, flipping on the short edge. To print out just the prayer journal, save this PDF and print double sided, flipping on short edge. The first devotion is tied to the Sunday before Advent, November 22. The prayer journal is dated from November 23 to January 5. Advent blessings, dear ones!
Come, Lord Jesus: Devotions, Prayer Journal and Prayerful Coloring for Advent and Christmasis a booklet I created for and with Lutheran Social Servicesof Wisconsin and Upper Michigan (LSS). It includes seven devotions linked to the Sunday before Advent, the four Sundays of Advent, Christmas Eve, and the Twelve Days of Christmas. The prayer journal offers dated boxes to note prayer prompts between November 25 and January 5. The line art in the booklet invites prayerful coloring. Request free print copies or download pages online. To print the devotional in a booklet format, save this PDF and print double sided, flipping on the short edge. To print out just the prayer journal, save the PDF and print double sided, flipping on short edge. Below, find additional information and ideas to help individuals, families and Continue reading →
Since 1985, every year on October 9, I remember a terrible-wonderful time of healing and abundant grace upon grace. The first time I told the story was in the December 1986 issue of Family Computing magazine. On October 9, 2010, “Life-changing Grace,” a LivingLutheran blog post remembered the 25th anniversary with gratitude. Below is a slightly edited version of that post. —Sue
It’s been 30 years. Thirty years since the time of amazing, undeserved and life-changing grace upon grace.
The Edison-Swifts in 1985
On September 24, 1985, I took almost 5-year-old daughter Annie to the pediatrician to be checked for a possible ear infection. He discovered an abdominal mass.
After 36 surreal hours, we had a diagnosis: Stage 4 Neuroblastoma, a deadly childhood cancer. We had a prognosis: My husband, Paul, and I were told it was highly unlikely that Annie would live to see her sixth birthday.
Normal ceased, replaced by test upon test, procedure after procedure. I imagined handing out a list of things not to say after Annie’s death. The don’t-say list included, “God needed another angel in heaven,” and “It’s for the best.”
At this point in the story, even after 25 years of practice, I stumble. The details, etched in my memory, heart and face make the story too long. So, I will summarize: For 10 days there was no hope. Continue reading →
As a piece of popular theology, “Let go and let God” is trite and profound, hurtful and helpful.
It is hurtful when served with a side of “get over it already” or “you just have to trust.” The thinly veiled accompanying message might be “You are taking too long to grieve” or “If you faith was stronger you wouldn’t worry–consider the lilies of the field” (Matthew 6:25-29).
It is trite when the perceived meaning reduces God to a Magic 8 Ball decision-maker (“It is certain”) or absolves personal responsibility (“God’s work, not mine”).
On the last day of the NGO Forum on Women (Beijing, China, 1995), I witnessed a transformational act.
It had been an empowering, world expanding 10 days. I listened to women wanting to be both faithful and feminist, demanding full human rights, protesting globalization and its representative Ronald McDonald, celebrating the power of “Grandmothers for Peace,” selling and singing, cooking and eating, walking and talking. And, everyone was talking about the keynote speaker for the closing event: Hillary Rodham Clinton, then the U.S. First Lady.
We jumped on a Thanksgiving-weekend promotion to create this Christmas card, to double as a “We’ve Moved” announcement. The e-edition you are reading now offers additional “hyphenated life” news.
While setting up the tripod for the family photo session, we captured this favorite picture of Walter and Sally.
Lest you think all was “Christmas-card perfect” that afternoon, here are some of the outtakes.
In June, we bought a 15-year-old ranch house in Watertown, Wis. It has three bedrooms, two baths, two-car garage, home-office for Paul, dining room, eat-in kitchen, small laundry-room, living room with a fireplace, and an enormous basement. Before moving in, we had wood floors installed and replaced the tub in the master bath with a walk-in shower. It’s close enough to Bethesda for Sue to come home for lunch.
Check out photographer Annie in the mirror.
The bedroom where Walter sleeps has capacity to sleep four: a bunk bed with a trundle and the original Umma’s motorized saucer chair. When Sally graduates from the Pack n Play, she’ll take the trundle. The storage-chest steps for the bunk bed remain in boxes until the kiddles are old enough to be trusted on the top bunk.
Initially we made great progress unpacking the boxes in storage for three years. Once our household reach enhanced operational-level, however, our motivation plummeted. Anything takes precedence over further unpacking and organizing.
For the first time in years we put up a full-size Christmas tree. Here’s the story about buying our firstChristmas tree.
Last week Sue learned of her acceptance in the 2015 Certificate in Theology and Ministry program from Princeton Theological Seminary. There are six five-week online classes, meeting Thursday evenings: Old Testament, New Testament, Forgiveness and Reconciliation, Theology for Faith and Life, Pastoral Care, and Congregational Leadership.
Annie tells us that Walter led their Advent devotion before lunch today. He sang “This Little Light of Mine” and gave this prayer: Dear God, We know you have been there a long, long time in heaven. You shared with people a lot of things and you’ve been nice to them. Amen. This reminds us of almost-5-year-old Annie’s Song of Community, and prompts us to ask, Hello, hello, how are you doing?