Tuesday, April 28, 2020

Another week

Another beautiful Sunday bouquet from cousin Karin. The more I enlarged the photo, the greater my wonder at the delicate colors gauziness of the petals.


 My friend Georgia came by Monday. I urged her to pick the last of the flowers. She found this beauty.


And she dropped off a favorite sandwich from a local cafe, The Bridge, along with a couple pieces of art. She's been painting rocks and hiding them in places to cheer people. It had been her intention for me to search for them, but since I am confined to my chair for a time, they simply adorned the lunch.
I wish you could appreciate the exquisite details of her amazing miniature art.


The mail brings lovely and fun surprises almost daily. The get-well cards were a delightful mix of humor and sweet sentiments.


Phone conversations can be a wonderful and meaningful diversion. Tuesday was my Uncle Dan's 102nd birthday and I had a lovely conversation with him! He is now the last of the six Hirschy siblings left. He still enjoys life, even with the increasing limitations of his advanced age. He's looking forward to going outside and working in the raised bed garden as the weather improves. I told him I'd think of him as I hobble around with the walker.

Daniel, Philip, Kathryn
Wednesday we went back to the orthopedic center. The ankle is healing with proper alignment so that is good. I now have a walker and have permission to gradually begin to put some weight on that left foot.

Thursday I had special visitors and was allowed to hold my new great grandson!

Destiny, Skye and Kalani




Thanks to this confinement, I had time to remake and finish Kalani's blankie. I didn't like the first attempt so I frogged the project completely (in knitting terms it means to unravel). 

Eyelet Stripe Baby Blanket 
Another type of face-to-face visit was our weekly Writers' Bloc Zoom meeting. These days we are very grateful for technology that allows us to continue sharing each other's writing projects.


Those are some of the interesting distractions of each day. However, every day, all week, I have been plodding on in the process of mailing the surgical mask relief tension bands, as described in the previous blog post.


It's been fun to receive thank you notes, even a photo, and requests for more. So Michael has been busy all week laser cutting hundreds, even thousands more.


On more relaxed days, like Sunday, Michael has fun cooking and baking.

Blueberry Cherry Pie
I heard a Taylor University chapel talk this week, actually by a former student from years ago. His family answers three questions every day regarding Covid 19.
  1. What have we lost?
  2. What  is not lost?
  3. What have we gained?
They are good for all of us to ponder and always remember Jesus' words, "Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid."  Variations of  "Fear not," are as numerous in the Bible as the days in a year.

Wednesday, April 22, 2020

Gifts in Confinement

Whenever possible I like to open the weekly blog post with flowers. My dear cousin in Tennessee. began sharing her Sunday bouquets with me. What a gift! She has a wonderful garden and has for years made a weekly arrangement for her church. She continues preparing the beautiful displays, except that now they grace her front porch for any passersby to enjoy. Now all my readers everywhere will be blessed by Karin's beauties.



Crutches were among Monday's gifts. Moriah offered to bring a pair from their family's supplies. Isn't she cute here trying them out pretending to be me, the shorty.
Her other reason for venturing out was to pick up clothes and items left in her room in the hasty departure when the initial quarantine was announced.


Mike and Moriah helped get me out of the house and into the car to go for an X-ray of my left ankle and foot. The next day Michael and I managed the transfer to and from the car safely for our trip to the Central Indiana Orthopedics. Dr. Haller, the same doctor that treated me after the tandem accident, confirmed the ankle fracture and ordered: a boot and no weight bearing for two weeks at least. 
Although very grateful for them, I am not a fan of crutches. I limit my trips as much as possible (no pun intended). I've almost decided it is more limiting to be lame in one foot than two arms. However, it could be that I've forgotten what last July was like.

The comfortable recliner, surrounded by all my "stuff" (cell phone, laptop, chargers, notebook, journal, writing and coloring tools, puzzle books, knitting project, water) is a blessing.


A piece of equipment I use all the time now, was a gift from Michael some time ago--a Furinno adjustable TV tray/ computer desk.


As I sit here and watch Michael cook, clean and do all the things I would do if I were able-footed, I am very grateful for a husband who lives out the "in sickness" part of the vows without complaining.

In a small way I've been helping out with his latest project. I look up the physicians of the area and address hundreds of envelopes.


Next I move over to the counter to stick on stamps and return address labels before stuffing them. 


Each one must contain a letter and fifteen surgical mask tension relief bands. This is how they are worn (except for the mask elastic hooked on my earring, ha).


Walmart donated the plastic folders used for cutting out 26 bands each with the laser cutter at the robotics shop.
Your local Marion store 1294 had the opportunity to donate to a cause that hits close to home for each of us. It makes us so proud that we had the opportunity to donate 300 folders that will be used for our brothers and sisters on the front line! Thanks to PhyxtGEARS for reaching out and giving us the opportunity to donate to such an amazing cause. These folders will be used to make Surgical Mask Tension Release Bands. These will be donated to area essential HealthCare workers.
I am grateful for the food set before me regularly and Michael's specials, like Vermont Cheddar Bread and Butternut Bisque.




One day this week, a dear friend dropped off a sack lunch while Michael was working at the shop.


We enjoy playing Splendor most evenings. We finally found a game that challenges us both equally.


The weekly post would not be complete without a sighting of abuela's little greats!


Among the many online communications of the week--a special photo and a family consensus. From the suggestions for Mother's grave marker, Alan chose, "A woman who fears the Lord is to be praised." Proverbs 31:30


I will close with a meaningful poem from one of the many cards received:

Her voice will echo
in memories you hold,
Her smile will warm you
through stories retold;
Her love will touch you
in spirit each day,
Her life will be treasured 
in beautiful ways.

Wednesday, April 15, 2020

Gifts in Isolation

Flowers
This may be the last bouquet I pick for awhile. (To be explained later.) How many varieties can you detect?


Walks
My neighbor-friend and I went for a walk in the sunshine. In their yard they had yet another variety of daffodils, a version of the double kind.



We enjoyed conversation and observing the changes in the neighborhood. Asplundh clearance services have cut down a lot of trees and brush to open up the roadsides for the utilities. But no parting hugs this time. as per our usual custom after our weekly coffee chat.

Michael and I had a wonderful tromp through the woods again, exploring new areas. Yet another pleasure and privilege that will be put on hold for a while. (TBExplained).





Visitors
The occasional package delivery brings a human to our door. Birds, squirrels, and one bold groundhog dared to come close.



However, we have felt accompanied and visited. Almost every day there have been handwritten notes and cards in the mail box. Most of them in response to Mother's passing. They bring such cheer. I have also written more personal notes in one month than ever probably.  
Virtual gatherings are such a blessing during this time. Online opportunities for fellowship--all the communication platforms, plus more interactive programs such as Facebook Live, our church's worship service, Bible and group studies live streamed or via Zoom. 
One special treat has been the nightly piano concert by family friend from my early life in Argentina. He now resides with his family in Indiana and brings together a whole community of people from several countries who join the Facebook Live sessions to enjoy a variety of music and greet and chat with one another.


We especially miss family and are grateful for "sightings" on Facebook. 




Time
Both of us have spent considerable time at our computers doing research. Michael has prepared presentations for possible teaching sessions for the robotics community. I have delved into family history as background for writing projects. I came across some interesting pieces. But that pursuit has also been put on hold temporarily for reasons to be explained.
Michael has gone for long bicycle rides almost every day.
I even cleaned the wood floor, just in time too, before the life changing event Saturday afternoon. Michael was out on one of his long rides. I was doing my household chores, headed downstairs to water the plants. One misstep at the bottom on the last step and my foot twisted so badly that I just lay there in pain. After a while I called Michael and suggested he come home sooner rather than later. Since then his work load had increased and mine has almost come to a standstill. I spend all day in the recliner surrounded by a variety of options to keep me entertained and hopefully somewhat productive as well. 


What are the other family members up to?
--Karen and Kristie have different roles in school systems, both working from home.
--Kristie is also the "school master" for the "one-room school" functioning in their family. They each have their work area and all follow a schedule that allows them to thrive and even have plenty of fun time.
--Kayla oversees Rebecca's e-learning and leisure times, and even finds time to connect with some of the dance students that miss her teaching.
--Matt's skills as a journeyman are on demand, so he has steady work and even a few travel assignments to other states.
--Jimmy's heating and cooling jobs are quite steady as well.
--Skye still needs to find work and that is putting a strain on the family.
--Destiny is learning and coping quite well in her new mommy-role, and feels ready to go back to her part time job at Ivanhoes anytime, but the Dr. has not given the okay yet.
--Leah is hanging in there trying to keep the household running smoothly and stay on top of her health issues, but it is a very real struggle.
--Sam continues to work on the remodeling and finishing of their house, including some major changes. We all look forward to a future open house when it is done. The virtual walk-throughs of the work-in-progress promise great things.
--Stephan keeps occupied with projects: clearing, cleaning and painting the barn; building a "single person Farmer's Market" or kiosk and an Easter special requested for their church; and a couple more cooking shows: Lentil Soup and Charlie's Bread.




I will close with his Easter reflection:
He is not here. He has Risen! After so many years of carving irrelevant Easter bunnies which have nothing to do with the true reason we celebrate Easter I was finally given an opportunity to create something to celebrate the real reason for Easter: that Jesus, our Lord, died but death and the grave and sin were conquered when God raised Him from the dead. The tomb was empty on Easter morning. And then Jesus really started having fun. He appeared to several different disciples and followers but he started with the women who came to dress his body for burial.
Meeting a couple of His disciples who were walking to Emmaus is my favorite part because Jesus totally set them up and only later revealed who He was. What a wonderful surprise that was!
So because Jesus was raised from the dead we too can have victory over death through Jesus. He died, paying the price for our sin but God raised Him up again and so will we all be raised up again and death will not be a lasting thing if only we put our trust in Him!

Saturday, April 11, 2020

Mother's Memorial Message


My brother Aldo (#3 Hoyt sibling) conducted Mother's memorial message and committal ceremony. Due to unusual time constraints, we had to interrupt the service and proceed to the cemetery. Though we returned to the church to continue, we were unable to live stream or record the second half.  Today I received the full text of the rest of the service.

Memorial:


Reflecting on our upbringing, I am more and more impressed with the tremendous privilege we had to have parents like Solon and Kathryn. The training and example they gave us has served us a lifetime. Like others, I learned the basics of life from Mom, from how to eat, dress and talk, plus learning the multiplication tables, spelling and other important things. On the spiritual side, she taught me to love Jesus and to serve Him.

Sometimes she would say things that appeared on the surface to be routine instructions, but over the years I realized they were principles to live by. What appeared to be a guideline for when to put my shirt in the dirty clothes hamper for washing, was also a good principle for proper behavior. “If it’s doubtful, it’s dirty” she would say, and I later realized that questionable conduct or conduct that didn’t come from assurance of its goodness was actually bad conduct, because I would be violating my own conscience. This agrees with James 4:17 “So whoever knows what is good to do and doesn’t do it is guilty of sin.” And it also agrees with I Thess. 5:22 “Stay away from every form of evil.”
Mom taught me the honor of work by her example. She never let grass grow under her feet and she didn’t want me to let the grass grow too tall in the yard either. Though she exhibited the good character traits of many biblical characters, I would compare her most to Martha, the sister of Mary and Lazarus.

Now, before you think this puts her in a bad light, let me point out that Martha, like Peter and Thomas have been underestimated and unfairly judged. It is true, that Thomas didn’t believe when he was told that Christ had risen from the dead, and only believed when he saw Jesus. But the same could be said about all the disciples.

Likewise, we remember Peter for wavering faith in the presence of wind and waves and how he began to sink in the Sea of Galilee, but we forget that he was the only one who had the courage to step out of the boat. We also remember him for denying the Lord three times. Yes, in fear He denied the Lord verbally. But in effect all the disciples denied the Lord in actions when they fled out of fear of being arrested. We should instead remember him for his statement of faith “You are the Christ, the Son of the Living God” which Christ commended as the foundation on which He would build the church.

Martha has also been wrongly judged. She is always put beneath Mary based on one incident and her life is not seen as a whole. Martha made the mistake of not understanding that there is a time for everything. She got so caught up in service that she neglected fellowship and personal growth. But she didn’t always do this. She learned from her mistake. John shows us a different view of Martha in chapter 11:11-27
After he had said this, he went on to tell them, “Our friend Lazarus has fallen asleep; but I am going there to wake him up.” 12 His disciples replied, “Lord, if he sleeps, he will get better.” Jesus had been speaking of his death, but his disciples thought he meant natural sleep. So then he told them plainly, “Lazarus is dead, and for your sake I am glad I was not there, so that you may believe. But let us go to him.” Then Thomas (also known as Didymus) said to the rest of the disciples, “Let us also go, that we may die with him.” On his arrival, Jesus found that Lazarus had already been in the tomb for four days. Now Bethany was less than two miles from Jerusalem, and many Jews had come to Martha and Mary to comfort them in the loss of their brother. When Martha heard that Jesus was coming, she went out to meet him, but Mary stayed at home. “Lord,” Martha said to Jesus, “if you had been here, my brother would not have died. But I know that even now God will give you whatever you ask.” Jesus said to her, “Your brother will rise again.” Martha answered, “I know he will rise again in the resurrection at the last day.” Jesus said to her, “I am the resurrection and the life. The one who believes in me will live, even though they die; and whoever lives by believing in me will never die. Do you believe this?” “Yes, Lord,” she replied, “I believe that you are the Messiah, the Son of God, who is to come into the world.”
Martha had learned from her previous experience. She was now the first to meet Jesus when He came to Bethany. She was now a woman of faith and conviction. She knew that Jesus could have healed Lazarus. She also believed that Jesus could raise him from the dead if He chose to do so. This total faith in Jesus was based on her conviction that “Jesus is the Christ, the Son of God.” This confession of faith is very similar to the highly valued confession of faith made by Peter (Matt. 16:13-19).

Like Martha, Mom was industrious and serving, but more important, she was also a woman of conviction. Like Martha, she knew that Jesus was the Christ, the Son of God and it is this faith that gives us the assurance that we will see her again some day.

If you share this faith and have trusted Jesus to forgive your sins on the basis of his death on the cross, this is not “good by” instead it is “see you later.”

The Bible tells us that “all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God.” Furthermore it says that the wages of sin is death, meaning eternal separation from God in hell.

By God’s grace it not only tells us the plight we are in, but it tells us of God’s love. “For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him should have everlasting life.”

If you have not believed yet, I urge you to do so today. The apostle Paul tells us in I Thess. 4:13 that as believers “we do not grieve like those who have no hope.” While we do grieve, we have hope. While there is sorrow, there is also joy.

Committal:

John 14:1-2
Do not let your hearts be troubled. Trust in God; trust also in me. In my Father’s house there are many rooms; if it were not so I would have told you. I am going there to prepare a place for you.

John describes this place in:
Rev. 21:1-5, 9-11, 22-23, 25
Then I saw “a new heaven and a new earth,” for the first heaven and the first earth had passed away, and there was no longer any sea. I saw the Holy City, the new Jerusalem, coming down out of heaven from God, prepared as a bride beautifully dressed for her husband. And I heard a loud voice from the throne saying, “Look! God’s dwelling place is now among the people, and he will dwell with them. They will be his people, and God himself will be with them and be their God. ‘He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death’ or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.” He who was seated on the throne said, “I am making everything new!” Then he said, “Write this down, for these words are trustworthy and true.”
One of the seven angels who had the seven bowls full of the seven last plagues came and said to me, “Come, I will show you the bride, the wife of the Lamb.” And he carried me away in the Spirit to a mountain great and high, and showed me the Holy City, Jerusalem, coming down out of heaven from God. It shone with the glory of God, and its brilliance was like that of a very precious jewel, like a jasper, clear as crystal.
I did not see a temple in the city, because the Lord God Almighty and the Lamb are its temple. The city does not need the sun or the moon to shine on it, for the glory of God gives it light, and the Lamb is its lamp.
On no day will its gates ever be shut, for there will be no night there.

It is with calm assurance and eager anticipation of a blessed reunion in that glorious city whose builder and maker is God that we lay to rest the body of Kathryn Hoyt until the day of resurrection.

Tuesday, April 7, 2020

Life in the woods

Though we are not "out of the woods" yet, we are grateful every day for the beauty around us, the time, opportunity, strength and  motivation to enjoy a variety of things.

Flowers 
We have sin cuenta (numerous, unnumbered, without count) varieties of daffodil/narcissus/jonquils, but no tulips. Cousin Karin sent me a picture of her colorful and varied Palm Sunday bouquet. 


I invited friends to glean from our abundance. So far three have come to pick, share, even transplant.

Michael chatting with our friends from a distance
One friend sent a photo of her bouquet.


Sunshine
The glorious weather invites us to enjoy the outdoors. Michael goes for long bike rides and I walk. 

Sights along the way: 
--the irises transplanted last summer are coming up!
--tree felling on our road is ongoing.


 Is that how Michael got the urge to take down one of our trees? Here's the story with an unexpected ending. Oops! It didn't fall as he planned it.

After the excitement:
--the tricky process of dragging the tree off the house
--a lot of work to cut up and clean the tree mess
--some gutter damage to repair in the future.


FIRST
Michael finds ways to stay involved in the FIRST robotics program. He watches online presentations and spends a lot of time researching for one of his own. He is learning about Zoom and hopes to teach others. Meanwhile we practice that means of communicating--a weekly chat with Moriah, my regular Writers' Bloc meeting, and in an interview of one of the robotics students with Indiana FIRST.


Food
The need to stay-at-home leads to more meal preparation. The surprise organic Misfits arrive every Wednesday and lead to cooking creativity.


The extra time at home inspired our chef-son to come up with weekly cooking shows. His talented videographer Karen helped produce Bread the first week. If you clicked on the link and enjoyed watching The Casual Chef, you may want to see the next one about Rice. I found them to be very helpful and enjoyable.
We do miss the fellowship of the Monday Night dinners as well as seeing the rest of our family.

Friends
However, we are grateful for the increased internet interaction. I have so enjoyed hearing from many in response to the news of Mother's passing. We've connected with many we hadn't heard from in a long time and even made new acquaintances.

One daily pleasure has been listening to music by Argentine friend Pablo Coria. Every evening he goes live from his home in Warsaw, IN, playing the piano and singing a variety of songs from different eras and cultures.



 Those are only a few of the ways we try to make the most of this unusual season. What about you?