Festivals: Taste of Chicago

This week’s photos are from the Taste of Chicago festival in Chicago, Illinois. It is one of many festivals around the country this summer.

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It is time to change your image and change your life.  If you keep doing the same thing, you will continue to get the same thing.  Make this the year you do better.

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Happy New Year

So I missed the seminar where you were supposed to pick a word for the year, but I have enjoyed hearing your stories of what you learned about the words you chose.  If I had to pick a word for 2018 it would have been trust.

This year God has taught me that putting my trust in Him is the best way to live.  I could not depend on circumstances, I had to depend on God.  Regardless of the situation, I had to remind myself of what I knew to be true of God even though I could not see it.

As I packed up and moved across the country, I had to trust that God knew what He was doing.  I had to believe that I was capable of what He called me to. It was not easy, but it was worth it.  In the process, I have discovered a God who knows me better than I know me. He knows things I am capable of that I have not discovered yet. He knows exactly when to bring it out of me. It is seldom when I want it, but it is always right on time.

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God’s timing is always perfect. I haven’t always thought so, but I have what I need when I need it. I mean when the bus is late or I miss the train, I am not thinking, “Thank you, Lord.” But when the money runs out and the bills are due, I have found He is faithful to me in all things.

Another thing I learned through this process is that He is preparing me through these circumstances for things to come.  I realize I won’t be in this situation forever, so I better appreciate what I have while I have it.  I appreciate a city that has a public transportation system which makes it possible not to have a car. I love the city where millions of people love the city for millions of different reasons.  It is a place where people say please, thank you and be safe.

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I stepped outside my comfort zone and rode a train for 24 hours. ( I don’t use public restrooms, so holding it for 24 hours is almost impossible with an old lady bladder. Aging is not for the faint of heart.) It was a fun experience that I will try again.  This year has opened me up to new adventures.

My word for 2019: Journey. It means an act or instance of traveling from one place to another. To go on a journey. I am going places.

Journey

Truth is we are all going somewhere. Some of us just enjoy it. I don’t know where 2019 will lead you, but I hope you enjoy the journey. Know that it won’t last forever.

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Dear Ancestor

20181120_133732I saw your image in one of the best museums in the world.  You didn’t look happy, but I was happy to see you.  I am sure your world had been turned upside down because you wouldn’t even look up in your pose.  It is as if you said I will do this job but I won’t be proud. I won’t show you how much this has hurt me.

He painted your image fully dressed standing behind a table surrounded by your work utensils, bowls and pitchers. Some title this image the Kitchen Scene, not even admitting that there is a person in it, while others call it the Kitchen Maid, or La Mulata, La Cocinera. They should call it, You Stole My Life Now You Want Me To Cook

It was 1618 and you had probably been ripped from your home and all you knew. You wondered if you would ever see your family or homeland again. You probably didn’t.

I am grateful that you existed and fought that end of the battle for me. I will tell your stories and remind our people of the sacrifice you made.

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And I thank God for you and that He had someone paint you to remind us of all you missed out on like having your family near. Like when you are having a bad day at work and there is no one to complain to. Like being able to quit your job and go work for someone who respects you. Like being able to do what you were created to do. The simple things we take for granted and consider them a right when they are really a gift from God.

When the man was painting your image, it was probably irritating, but it left a beacon of light for us 400 years later.  I am grateful.