Perspective – Throwback Thursday

This beautiful oak cabinet belonged to my parents. It sits in a corner of my living room; a unique piece of furniture I feel blessed to have it in my home. Inside are vintage novels, many written by Grace Livingston Hill. I haven’t read all of them, but perhaps at some point I will find the time to immerse myself into each one. The stories were written in a different time, and might be considered quaint by some, but they are also comforting in their lack of descriptive violence, swearing, and the ‘other things’ that cause me to cringe when I read today’s brand of fiction.

I also enjoy the non-fiction of Faith Baldwin and was delighted to recently find my sixth volume of her prose. This lady had a sweet wisdom that both counsels me and uplifts my spirit. No matter she lived in an era different from mine. Her timeless words live beyond her lifespan.

Gratitude is a humble emotion. It expresses itself in a thousand ways, from a sincere thank you to friend or stranger, to the mute, up-reaching acknowledgment to God–not for the gifts of this day only, but for the day itself; not for what we believe will be ours in the future, but for the bounty of the past.

~Faith Baldwin

This last photo might seem strange, but it illustrates my life at the present moment. Another person I love has come down with Covid even though they received the vaccination. Everything seems awry today, even something as simple as opening the curtains properly. I laughed when I walked into my living room and noticed the disarray of the front window.

Thanks be to God the new person who has come down with this virus seems to be recovering. I won’t tell you how I feel about the virus, what I believe about the origins, reasoning, and treatments, that is for each person to decide for themselves. I will tell you though that I so agree with the four words one of my cousins texted to me yesterday, “I’M SO COVID WEARY.” I think we can all nod our heads and shout, “Me too!” God bless us all in this time we were born to live in. He will equip us to live for him.

15 thoughts on “Perspective – Throwback Thursday

    1. Aren’t old books often the best books? I find myself going back to them, almost like an old friend I need to confide in when things go wrong. A good book is almost as comforting as a compassionate shoulder to cry on.

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  1. I’m sorry COVID has hit close to you.

    I read all the Grace Livingston Hill novels our little library had when I was a young teen. When I saw one in our present library, I checked it out. What a shock! She referred to a parent of the young main character as an old lady. The old lady she spoke of is probably 25 to 30 years younger than I am now. She did keep her stories clean. I’ll grant you that.

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    1. I have a few favorites…The Enchanted Barn, Marcia Schuyler, The Honor Girl, The Best Man. I think all four are about people making the best of bad situations and taking what life gives them and making it beautiful. I wish life was that easy right now.

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  2. I have collected a lot of old novels – Harold Bell Wright, Rex Beach, Mary Holmes. A lot of them have pictures of girls in big hats on the front of them. I also have Cherry Ames Nurse books and others I read and loved as a teen. I would like to read them again but find the font too small to deal with. So maybe don’t wait too long to see what you originally loved about them. I run to my old books occasionally to get ideas for my blog.


  3. so glad your loved one is recovering – and I think the phot of the window curtain had a wonderful appeal – and the books – seeing them in the oak cabinet was inviting and hope you do get to read them (and the purity of the content would be appraicfte by me too – I am not into smut – or as you say – there is a lot of violence today)


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