This Post is my therapy today..
When my parents were still married I remember being 5 years old and dinning at El Chico's in Longview Texas. Just a faint memory. Later after my parents divorced at age eight my grandparents moved in to help take care of us kids. We had our dad, but mother was gone.
At age 9 we moved to Whitehouse Texas and it was so different for me. I had loved Longview. I had attended Spring Hill School. I left a lot of memories behind.
By the time I married at 18 we lived in Tyler Texas. After my very humble wedding of family only, my dad took my husband and I to El Chico's for an early dinner. There we had a wonderful visit with him, he just wanted to talk to his daughter and wish me a happy life with my new husband. El Chico's has been a family affair since I was 5. At 18 El Chico's was on Beckham.
After I had my three children we took them to the Beckham location. I remember I had always requested that they bring my children's drinks after their meals were brought. In those days you did not get free refills.
Later in the 80's El Chico had moved to the Tyler Mall. I remember eating there many times. They did not stay there very long before they moved to their latest location on the Loop.
At this latest location on the Loop we as a family have eaten there at least once a month. My grandchildren loved eating there too. My daughter and I really enjoyed Thursday nights, "Kids Eat for 99 Cents".
I am having a sad day because El Chico's is now closing down. I will miss making memories there. I started eating there at age 5 and my grandchildren grew up eating there. My eldest grandson is 15 and my youngest is not yet 2. They all grew up eating there.
This may seem trivial, but can you imagine the memories I have at that one Restaurant? So many wonderful memories. This Blog has been good for me today. It is my therapy and it cost me nothing. Thank You for listening.
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Monday, June 13, 2011
Finding Solitude
Once I did a google search for nun like places for non Catholics. I sometimes feel I just want to run from everything, relationships, intimacy and other worldly conflicts of life. I wonder, am I doing enough, have I offended anyone and I even get sick of self. Do you ever get sick of self. I think I am getting an understanding of what that is. We have a need to fellowship with Jesus.
I have an imaginary place I love to go. It is a convent like the catholic nuns go to. It is solemn, and surrounded by a large brick and cement wall. There, I am protected from the world. I choose to not see a tv or listen to a radio. I only have the bible to read and a place to pray. My room is dusk and of no personality. I feel so safe here. I can avoid life in this real world. I choose to wear a dark robe and cover my head in humility. I am alone with the Lord. There is no distraction. I can not shine or accidently touch the Glory (exalt myself). Here I am safe. No me getting in the way. I can't see me anymore. How refreshing, no wondering if I am to showy or flashy or me anything. This place is so peaceful and no chance of me messing up, yet I am not a prisoner here. I can freely come in and go out.
I can freely go out. I can leave the convent and face the world again if I choose. I never did find a place like this on line for non Catholics. There were only workshops and places of study for Christian women. I wanted to go and be left alone by the world, by all people. I wanted solitude with the Lord. I was so disappointed no place existed for me like this.
Yes it does. It is a closet or a room alone with the Lord. It is time spent with him in prayer. If I make the time it is just like going to my imaginary place. I get rid of self, my number one problem. I get free from all distractions and I let go of all worries about relationships and all conflicts. This came to me this morning. I can go in and go out and find pasture. Go in with the Lord and go out and face the World and be protected by the Shepard. John 10:9 I am the door: by me if any man enter in, he shall be saved, and shall go in and out, and find pasture.
Thank you Lord.
I have an imaginary place I love to go. It is a convent like the catholic nuns go to. It is solemn, and surrounded by a large brick and cement wall. There, I am protected from the world. I choose to not see a tv or listen to a radio. I only have the bible to read and a place to pray. My room is dusk and of no personality. I feel so safe here. I can avoid life in this real world. I choose to wear a dark robe and cover my head in humility. I am alone with the Lord. There is no distraction. I can not shine or accidently touch the Glory (exalt myself). Here I am safe. No me getting in the way. I can't see me anymore. How refreshing, no wondering if I am to showy or flashy or me anything. This place is so peaceful and no chance of me messing up, yet I am not a prisoner here. I can freely come in and go out.
I can freely go out. I can leave the convent and face the world again if I choose. I never did find a place like this on line for non Catholics. There were only workshops and places of study for Christian women. I wanted to go and be left alone by the world, by all people. I wanted solitude with the Lord. I was so disappointed no place existed for me like this.
Yes it does. It is a closet or a room alone with the Lord. It is time spent with him in prayer. If I make the time it is just like going to my imaginary place. I get rid of self, my number one problem. I get free from all distractions and I let go of all worries about relationships and all conflicts. This came to me this morning. I can go in and go out and find pasture. Go in with the Lord and go out and face the World and be protected by the Shepard. John 10:9 I am the door: by me if any man enter in, he shall be saved, and shall go in and out, and find pasture.
Thank you Lord.
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