Spring cleaning is always an experience! Almost like christmas, I find things I forgot I had, things I dont need , and things that make me exclaim, "what is that?" This go round I found some Christmas angel ornaments that I never found in time for Christmas,and some winter gloves that I really need now that it is spring!. I found an unused Huggie diaper that I know will come in handy someday; so I stashed it in a box for the grandkids that I may have, finally, before I am seventy.
I did part with clothes that are too large, for I plan ahead, never to need them; and kept some old craft magazines, because I know I will make those things one day. Quilting material is always a must, so, I have a box full that will make a snuggly quilt one day. In the meantime, I will use the beads from that pretty broken necklace to make a brand new one even preetier!
I discovered my poodle, Shadow's, various hiding places for his rocks, (he should have been a geologist's doggie), that he brings in every day, also my missing wooden spoons were in his stash! I have yet to catch him getting one , but he must climb onto to the table to accomplish it.
Yes spring cleaning is always a great deal of fun and nostalgia, Can't wait 'til fall cleaning and see what I find!
Friday, April 15, 2011
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Many Native American's believed that their soul would be stolen if a photograph was taken of them. The Amish believe it is allowing a graven image to be made which is forbidden by God in the Bible.Most people while shunning a camerathemselves, readily fill their homes with photos of children, grandchildren and pets, so as to never forget a moment in time.
I have recently had to deal with loss and decide whether to choose dispair or contentment in the midst of it.
My apartment was flooded twice this winter due to a faulty sprinkler system in the construction. The flood could have been worse than it was, I lost a computer, a number of books, photographs and paper work, not to mention clothes and other things.
The computer , of course, was important, but my two prized possesions were my photographs and books, and that was the greatest loss to my heart.
I said before it could have been worse for I still have a number of books and the most prized are still in fine shape , but my phographs were many and now they are very few.
I sorrowed for a while and then I thought, these photos contain no souls, I still have my family , some people only have photos, no family. And to mourn the loss more than a little would be to make it a graven image. I soon decided to be content, I dont need photographs to remember my children, and books with time can be replaced.
God cares for me in good times as well as chaotic times, He never forgets me and provides all my needs one way or another. The clothes were soon replaced, and blessings poured in showing that He had not forgotten. He is always going to care for me.
I have recently had to deal with loss and decide whether to choose dispair or contentment in the midst of it.
My apartment was flooded twice this winter due to a faulty sprinkler system in the construction. The flood could have been worse than it was, I lost a computer, a number of books, photographs and paper work, not to mention clothes and other things.
The computer , of course, was important, but my two prized possesions were my photographs and books, and that was the greatest loss to my heart.
I said before it could have been worse for I still have a number of books and the most prized are still in fine shape , but my phographs were many and now they are very few.
I sorrowed for a while and then I thought, these photos contain no souls, I still have my family , some people only have photos, no family. And to mourn the loss more than a little would be to make it a graven image. I soon decided to be content, I dont need photographs to remember my children, and books with time can be replaced.
God cares for me in good times as well as chaotic times, He never forgets me and provides all my needs one way or another. The clothes were soon replaced, and blessings poured in showing that He had not forgotten. He is always going to care for me.
Monday, April 4, 2011
Francine Rivers
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Wednesday, March 23, 2011
GIVE ME LIBERTY< OR GIVE ME DEATH!
Today in history, Patrick Henry proclaimed the words, "Give me liberty or give me death!" Do people today fully appreciate those words, do they know the meaning of them? I pondered that for a while and I see around me great compromise.
Give me Liberty, or give me safety
Give me Liberty or give me free health care
Give me liberty or give me money
Whereas Liberty at one time in america was worth dying for, it has been replaced with an idea that if we have everything we want we no longer need liberty.
Patrick Henry and so many other great patriots and leaders knew what compromise would bring...without Liberty there is only bondage and where there is bondage there is no freedom.
Let us never forget the words and thier menaing"GIVE ME LIBERTY...OR GIVE ME DEATH!"
Give me Liberty, or give me safety
Give me Liberty or give me free health care
Give me liberty or give me money
Whereas Liberty at one time in america was worth dying for, it has been replaced with an idea that if we have everything we want we no longer need liberty.
Patrick Henry and so many other great patriots and leaders knew what compromise would bring...without Liberty there is only bondage and where there is bondage there is no freedom.
Let us never forget the words and thier menaing"GIVE ME LIBERTY...OR GIVE ME DEATH!"
Thursday, March 10, 2011
LOST in K-MART, ...a Mother's Struggle to Find Herself...Cause the Kid Knew Where He was All Along
Went to K-mart today to clothes shop with teenage son. If that wasn't enough drama, take along a ten year old and a newly turned six year old, hyper-active, Calvin clone and be back in time for church. While teen and I looked at clothes with one eye and Calvin (REAGAN) with the other, Angela stood sweetly by watching. Reagan sat on the shelving, swam through the hanging clothes screaming in a gurgling drowning voice,"HELP ME" somebody, please help me", as he slowy sank lower.
On the way to socks and underwear suddenly Calvin, oops I mean Reagan disappeared, literally he was there one second right beside my left leg and the next he was not. I spun around, I called his name, I looked through clothes hanging. I called louder. I ran to adjoining aisles, nothing. I searched for about five whole minutes, and was begining to panic when a K-mart employee asked me if I needed help. Soon all the employees were on walkie talkies and his name was famous on the loud speaker....they were about to lock down the store when miraculously...we found him.
In the tiny walk way between undies and socks, THERE HE LAY... he said, "Look Mommy I found a mirror!" It was the security globe of black that caught his amazement to the point of blocking out the voices callinag his name and the hustle of people looking for him.
Yes I wanted to kill him as much as I was glad to see him alive! He innocently was amazed that everyone was upset.
He said,, "I was right here Mommy Was you lost?"
On the way to socks and underwear suddenly Calvin, oops I mean Reagan disappeared, literally he was there one second right beside my left leg and the next he was not. I spun around, I called his name, I looked through clothes hanging. I called louder. I ran to adjoining aisles, nothing. I searched for about five whole minutes, and was begining to panic when a K-mart employee asked me if I needed help. Soon all the employees were on walkie talkies and his name was famous on the loud speaker....they were about to lock down the store when miraculously...we found him.
In the tiny walk way between undies and socks, THERE HE LAY... he said, "Look Mommy I found a mirror!" It was the security globe of black that caught his amazement to the point of blocking out the voices callinag his name and the hustle of people looking for him.
Yes I wanted to kill him as much as I was glad to see him alive! He innocently was amazed that everyone was upset.
He said,, "I was right here Mommy Was you lost?"
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
WHY
Sitting , once again, in the emergency room last week, I wrote in my journal,
as my son lay writhing in pain. I was quite irritated after waiting forever. Here is
an excerpt:
"Why,why, why,why,why,why,why, are people with sniffles being taken before a person
moaning and groaning, and obviously having problems????" "Why, is this happening
again?? to such a wonderful person?' Here is a young man who serves the Lord with
all his heart and gives of himself freely to help people, and he is suffering and in
pain."
I will admit freely that I was a bit angry. Here is another excerpt:
" Why, why, why, why, why why, is there such a long wait? it is 2 a.m. and we have
been here since 11:45. " Finally at 2:05 the doctor came in and orders some tests
and asks the ridiculous question: "Would you like something for pain?"
After all the tests were performed and blood was taken (without the pain relief
shot ) we again sat waiting (in pain) until 4 a.m.
when the shot was finally administered. At 5 a.m. doc returned to say,"we are
sending you home,Its probably not your Crohns, its just irritation."
Irritation was a good word, it described me completely. On a side note, my son
is much
better , he is being treated with natural medicine now, and I believe is on the mend.
I am glad I had my notebook that night and captured all my feelings as they
happened and my thoughts, because, guess what?, IT'S OKAY TO ASK WHY. Its ok to have
questions, and feel betrayed ("my God , my God, why hast thou forsaken me?") as long
as we cling to Him while we do it. It is one thing to wrap your arms around Jesus
and cry and scream "WHY IS THIS HAPPENING?!" and it is quite another to back away
from him and scream "Why is this happening,you betrayed me!," and walk away.
As I said in other posts, only He can take us through the hard times in life,
we may not understand, and we may ask," why". We may scream, "why?" but the answer
is always... JESUS.
as my son lay writhing in pain. I was quite irritated after waiting forever. Here is
an excerpt:
"Why,why, why,why,why,why,why, are people with sniffles being taken before a person
moaning and groaning, and obviously having problems????" "Why, is this happening
again?? to such a wonderful person?' Here is a young man who serves the Lord with
all his heart and gives of himself freely to help people, and he is suffering and in
pain."
I will admit freely that I was a bit angry. Here is another excerpt:
" Why, why, why, why, why why, is there such a long wait? it is 2 a.m. and we have
been here since 11:45. " Finally at 2:05 the doctor came in and orders some tests
and asks the ridiculous question: "Would you like something for pain?"
After all the tests were performed and blood was taken (without the pain relief
shot ) we again sat waiting (in pain) until 4 a.m.
when the shot was finally administered. At 5 a.m. doc returned to say,"we are
sending you home,Its probably not your Crohns, its just irritation."
Irritation was a good word, it described me completely. On a side note, my son
is much
better , he is being treated with natural medicine now, and I believe is on the mend.
I am glad I had my notebook that night and captured all my feelings as they
happened and my thoughts, because, guess what?, IT'S OKAY TO ASK WHY. Its ok to have
questions, and feel betrayed ("my God , my God, why hast thou forsaken me?") as long
as we cling to Him while we do it. It is one thing to wrap your arms around Jesus
and cry and scream "WHY IS THIS HAPPENING?!" and it is quite another to back away
from him and scream "Why is this happening,you betrayed me!," and walk away.
As I said in other posts, only He can take us through the hard times in life,
we may not understand, and we may ask," why". We may scream, "why?" but the answer
is always... JESUS.
Sunday, October 18, 2009
STORMY WEATHER
Have you ever been in a storm? I don't mean a "sit on the porch and watch the lightening" kind of storm; I mean a "run for shelter" kind of storm. A couple of years ago there was such a storm that came within a few miles of my home. I awakened in the wee hours of the morning to an uncanny stillness. It should have brought peace, since the hours before were filled with lightening, rain, thunder and wind. But the stillness,instead, brought fear and foreboding. I immediately began to dress and pack a bag with a few diapers and clothes as I woke the children and urged my family quickly to the car. As we raced to the nearby storm shelter, the sky was an frightening green. Later we discovered that the nearby town was destroyed and left relatives and friends with no homes or possessions. That Was a Storm!
Storms come in other forms such as physical illness and disabilities, financial disaster, emotional distress, or marital devastation. It is important to have a storm shelter for any such event. We have doctors, financial planners, psychiatrists, counselors and lawyers, but are they what is needed? They certainly perform their duties , but when the bottom falls out in any of the areas mentioned, are they the total solution? Not for me. Jesus is my rock and my fortress, He is my storm shelter and when all is lost He is there to pick up the pieces that the storm has left behind. He is the answer to my questions and the strong arm I lean on. When I am able to sit on the porch and watch the storm, I don't remember that He is there, I solve my problems and leave Him out, but when the storm is too hard and the wind blows me backward, suddenly I call and He is there because He was always there, the difference is, this time I let Him help me. He will help you too, if you let Him.
Storms come in other forms such as physical illness and disabilities, financial disaster, emotional distress, or marital devastation. It is important to have a storm shelter for any such event. We have doctors, financial planners, psychiatrists, counselors and lawyers, but are they what is needed? They certainly perform their duties , but when the bottom falls out in any of the areas mentioned, are they the total solution? Not for me. Jesus is my rock and my fortress, He is my storm shelter and when all is lost He is there to pick up the pieces that the storm has left behind. He is the answer to my questions and the strong arm I lean on. When I am able to sit on the porch and watch the storm, I don't remember that He is there, I solve my problems and leave Him out, but when the storm is too hard and the wind blows me backward, suddenly I call and He is there because He was always there, the difference is, this time I let Him help me. He will help you too, if you let Him.
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