On our journey, whether traveling around the world or around your block, there's lots to learn about life, love, and the pursuit of happiness, so lets dive into a new ocean together!

Saturday, February 23, 2013

Russian Meteorites bring back Russian Memories



Moscow 1991

Our road will be smooth and untroubled no matter what care life may send; 
if we travel the pathway together, and walk side by side with a friend.  


The news reports of Russian meteorite showers that hit the town of Chelyabinsk, Russia last week took me back to when Rob and I traveled on the former youth communist propaganda train through fourteen cities in Russia and Siberia in 1992.  The beautiful Ural Mountains.  Wonderfully kind Russian people.  Heart-kept memories.  God kept us safe through many close calls, but you'll have to read my novel, LADY and the SEA, to find out the details.

Have you had any close calls lately?  Who knows, perhaps one waits just around the corner.  Lean on God to take you through.  He'll give you a friend in time of trouble.  Most important, He is your best friend.



Meanwhile, closer to home...


Jacquie and me,  two weather gals at a local TV station
No meteorites in site.
Jacquie and I toured our local 
WIS10TV station yesterday.  
We had loads of fun, met the wonderful WIS10 team, and 
went behind the scenes of the 4 o'clock news program.  
Tune in next week for more details (do I sound professional??)


Make every effort to keep yourselves united in the Spirit, binding yourselves together with peace.  Ephesians 4:3

No matter where I travel, there is no place like home.




Saturday, February 16, 2013

Dead in the Water

Whether on land or on sea, Lady Traveler can relate to my earlier story of "dead in the water"
Dead in the water

Dead in the water several times, but SURVIVED!



Most people have never heard the term dead in the water*
much less experienced its trauma.
  I have.
After following the Carnival Triumph's 5-day odyssey of 
being dead in the water
my own personal dead in the water experience 
took me back to 1994.   
I was not on a luxury cruise ship.
I on board the WWII ship MS Restoration.  
She was an old, rusty ship that had a bold call upon her:
a mission to rescue Russian Jews from Sochi, Russia 
to Haifa, Israel.
And sailing the seven seas with her was 
a crew who had heeded her mission.


Like the passengers on the Carnival Triumph, 
I had no idea what I was getting into.  
I knew that the Restoration had no air conditioning, 
no stabilizers, no pool, no luxuries, and that was okay.  
But dead in the water?  
I had never heard the term before ... until I woke up suddenly, tossing and turning in the middle of the night, 
feeling as if into the deep, dark Pacific Ocean at any moment.

  
   "What's happening?" I asked Rob, as I sat up in our bunk, paralyzed with fear.
   He immediately tried to console me. 
"Don't worry, hon, the ship went dead in the water* 
... something to do with the engine."
   "Does that mean we're going to be dead too?" I asked
as he scurried out of our cabin and headed for the engine room.


Well, you'll have to read Lady and the Sea 
to hear the outcome of that dreadful night.  
We experienced several more dead in the water moments, 
and I thank God that I lived to tell about them.  
Those moments are scary.  
They throw you off guard.  
You wonder what the outcome will be.  
And you pray.



Have you ever had a dead in the water moment in your life 
that left you scared, thrown off guard, 
and wondering if you'll make it through?  



When those dead in the water moments come, 
rest assured that you are in God's care.  
I wasn't a swimmer back in those days, 
so I had my life jacket close at hand 
throughout our 14-month journey on the Restoration.  
I also had the Captain of my soul, Jesus, close at hand.  
I still do.



I wish you smooth sailing and 
oceans of blessings wherever your journey takes you. 


Go in peace. The presence of the Lord be with you on your way.
Judges 18:6

*when a ship is crippled; stalled; immobile.

Watch 60-second Youtube video of actual footage of the MS Restoration:


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Thursday, February 14, 2013

Be My Valentine


My Valentine of twenty-five years is still my prince charming, my hero, my answer to prayer.  Rob and I been around the world and back a few times, but we love hanging around our Cottage on the Course (I've named every house we've lived in...that's just my style).  Ms. Meno* (Menopause) tries to get in the way of romance, but I continue to fight her off.  She's a tough cookie, but so far, I'm winning!

Thank all of you who entered the Lady and the Sea Facebook Valentine's Contest.  And the winner of my book, Lady and the Sea, a novel based on my true story, via Ebook is:  Terri Kincaid Thomas! Congratulations, Terri!  I'll be contacting you soon, but right now, I have to go find the Valentine card I bought my prince charming.  Now let me see, where did I hide it?  Oh, that Ms. Meno is at it again!!
Bridesmaid for the Scarpino's in the 80's

Have a sweet Valentine's Day with someone special ... your partner, your mother, a friend, or the lover of your soul ... Jesus.  No one has to be alone on Valentine's Day.  And when no one is looking, grab a large piece of dark chocolat, and savor the moment.


www.sharonleaf.com

Thursday, February 7, 2013

Cottage on the course


Cozy coffee table

You'll learn more about a road by traveling it than by consulting all the maps in the world.

As I gaze out of my office window at the pine trees and empty golf course, I'm content to be indoors surrounded by the warmth of a fireplace, and my hankie.  Yep, I'm still recovering from the flu.  After three days in bed, I was rejoicing for two days of feeling almost-normal.  Then today the rains came, and my nose began dripping again.  I know when my body isn't normal because I can sleep for two hours during the day--I'm usually a 20-minute cat-napper.  My eyes are a bit foggy but I want to write down a few random thoughts from my cottage on Palmer.

I don't know how your week has been, but mine has been full of ups and downs.  The loss of my Daddy reminds me that the grieving process can catch us off guard.  One moment I'm smiling as I glance at Daddy's picture of when he was a young boy, then a few hours later I open a UPS package to find the watch that he wore.  Through tears, I place it on my left wrist.  And so my days go.  My birthday was a welcome interlude, one that I almost forgot but my family and friends reminded me of with phone calls, cards, and cupcakes.  And then there was the ferocious flu.  My bed was a warm, welcome friend for three days.

I'm not complaining.  I'm hoping you are relating to the ups and downs of life.  Because in the midst of it all, the joy of the Lord is our strength.  Our healer.  Our comforter.  He brings a touch of spring to a rainy, dismal winter's day.

I won't be going to the Golden Hills Garden Club tonight, but I'm planning on some fun-filled days with daughter and granddaughter this week-end.  I'm making a point to read more this year.  I'm reading several good books now: The Circle Maker, We Remember the Holocaust, and for all you new authors, Michael Hyatt's, PLATFORM, get noticed in a noisy world.  So I'm off to a good start.

Here's wishing you smooth sailing and oceans of blessings  ... sniffle, sniffle.

Show me the right path, O Lord; point out the road for me to follow. 
Psalm 25:4 NLT