LETTING GO OF THE WEIGHT

Let us throw off everything that hinders…and let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us.  Hebrews 12:1

A message from the retired gal in Mill City:  It seems the more time I have, the more time I waste.  I’ve decided to put my blog on indefinite hold.  It has been, as the King James says, “the weight which so easily besets me.”  I’ve known it was here, but I didn’t have the technical know-how to do it right.  Dan and Celest have not decided to move to Mill City to help me.  They will have to reckon with that!

I won’t tear it down because I may want it back someday. 

So, I leave you with a happy couple in a small town in Oregon.  She wants to write two more books.  He wants to tinker in his garage, making walking sticks and lighthouses.  They both want to take walks, work with Search and Rescue, serve and worship in their church, play with and nurture their grandchildren– together.  This doesn’t leave time for her to learn to make a good blog.  And she doesn’t want to ruin her marriage, her retirement or her new house by throwing her computer out her brand new window. 

I act like I put a blog on here every day.  I never do.  But, now I’m going to never do it on purpose. 

Find me on Facebook.  Find me laughing at my spunky 95-year-old mother.  Find me worshiping with a small group of people in a store-front Baptist church in Mill City, Oregon.  Find me sneaking away with a bald-headed redhead.  Or find me up here in my cove, writing From Herald to Leon and Thirty-Nine Strangers.

Please don’t let anything or anybody weigh you down so you don’t do what God wants you to do. 

Blessings!

Marty

OUR HOME RIGHT NOW

They say you marry someone like your mother.  What do David and my mother have in common?  They both say to enjoy where you are and don’t wish your life away.  I think they’re both getting as eager as I am. 

However, with this advice in mind…David and I are living in this comfortable–luxury even–apartment complex.  It’s a little like being on vacation, except David has to go to work.

  

So, grow where you’re planted, live at the top of your stairs–and welcome back to Martymagee.com

 

Again, welcome back.  Though my book is not close to being finished, I thought I’d blog this last month I’m here.  I’m going to try to make it about today, each day. 

I have learned in whatsoever state (even California) I am to be content.  Philippians 4:11

Note:  If anyone can help me place these pictures, please come forward.   Celest and Danny—Heeeeelp!

Blessings!

I’LL BE BACK

SPRINGFIELD HOUSE

Dear Friends, at the suggestion of Dan Norsworthy and Jenny Magee, I’ve decided not to shut down MartyMagee.com, but to take an extended break–which I’ve already done.

First, I’d like to tell you a few things that have been going on.  The house at left was our home in Springfield Oregon nearly 20 years ago.  This was it a few weeks ago.  It brought back pleasant memories as we drove by.

Speaking of houses, if you check out www.3051sierra.com you’ll see the house we’re trying to sell.  It’s not like us to have every sock picked up and every dish washed.  So, you can see the extra time it takes this undomestic blogger. 

MILL CITY BACK YARD

If we sell our Fresno house, we plan to move to Mill City.  Go to www.realtor.com and type in 1205 Third Av, Mill City OR to see our possible new place.

 

 

 

Here’s one reason we want to move back to Oregon:

LITA AND SADIE--CRAYOLA SPECIALISTS

Here’s a reason we’ve been holding off on the move:

MR WILSON OR PEEPING TORRANCE?

 

 

 Please look for my second book.  MUPPIM, HUPPIM AND ARD should be out sometime in 2010.  I’m sure it will be easier to write than figuring out how to place pictures on this mind-of-its-own blog. 

Meanwhile, there are a few copies of EBENEZER left.

Blessings to you all!

Marty

PIZZA AND ICE CREAM IN CINCINNATI

AILI, YOU GOT PIZZA SPOTS ALL OVER YOUR PANTS. WE'LL HAVE TO SHOUT THEM OUT.

WHAT DO THEY KNOW THAT WE DON’T?

A NICE THREESOME

THEY HAVE SOMETHING UP THEIR SLEEVES

Great Pizza!  

Dewey’s Pizza

We scream for ice cream!  Graeter’s Ice Cream

HE MUST HAVE FORGIVEN HER FOR SPANKING HIM

SISTERS

THE DOUGH MAKERS MUST BE AT LUNCHJO'S WAITING FOR SOMEONE TO THROW SOMETHING INTO THE AIR

WISH I KNEW THE SECRET

THERE WERE MORE OF US, BUT WE DON’T ALL FIT AFTER ICE CREAM

I’ll miss you, Cincinnati, O-Hi-O.

Marty