Thankful Thursday

Isn't it great that we are here once again on Thankful Thursday? That means we are in pretty good health. We have the use of our hands, eyes, minds and a healthy computer! God has brought many of us through weeks we didn't think or want to make it through. He has been good hasn't He? I am amazed that when I drag my feet because I don't think I am capable-He steps up to the plate and shows me the limitless resources He provides. I love Him so.

So this week I want to thank God that....... He wants to be loved by me. How fantastic is that?
That at night when I am sleeping--- He watches tenderly over me.
That when I tell Him, "I love you--I need you"--He similes lovingly and leans low to whisper words of love to my heart. He is my all in all.

I also want to thank Him for helping me find Paw Paws hearing aid. I prayed about it and God told me to look in my Father-in-laws pocket. Praise God! Without it there would be no real way to communicate as he can not see. He cares about the little details just as much the big.

I want to thank God for the privilege to fight spiritually by prayer for the lives of other people.
And that He often allows one great spiritual battle to end before the next one begins.

My heart is full and I want to thank God for my blogging girls. Girls who are searching hard after God and encourage me to do the same.

Ya'll have a great week. Go with Jesus!

Just a few pictures

The first is a picture for Dee. A month or so ago she posted some pictures of her sprouts. I got motivated and bought the stuff to do some. My first batch froze in the camper frig--these should be safe in my regular refrigerator.
I had them on a wrap today with some smoked turkey breast.
Very healthy and under 200 calories. Walmart carries an incredible wrap that is under 100 calories and no sugar.

This is a picture of my guys. I tried to get Michael to stay still-but he was playing on Julia's scooter and did not cooperate. Keith was working on his fishing stuff- so Paw Paw thought he'd go out in the garage and sit for a spell with him. Three generations-91,43,17.

And this is the view from the front of our house. Or I guess I should say our rental. The guys had fun cutting the grass yesterday and today. It is actually two lots so it is about two acres.
It is very peaceful and we have lots of trees. Just a reminder-- our lot is about 100 yards away on the river side.

This is a view from the back of the house. I am looking forward to spending some time out here.
At this point the water is still really cool-too cool for me. I have spent a good deal of time learning about the up keep of the pool. The owner has a guy that comes once a week -so I won't have to mess with the chemicals.
I married a handy man -he can fix anything- so he replaced the timers today on the Polaris and the filter. He also fix the garbage disposal--former renters left without one of their spoons. And he went and got me a new dryer since my last on went capoot on Saturday. He went and picked it up--change the electrical cord and got it all put back in place. Can you tell I am proud of my man? He knocked out some big things today on his honey do list.
I might just give him a big kiss. :)

And this is from tonight. After almost two years Julia was finally able to invite a friend over. They spent a good bit of time in the pool and the rest running around the house. God is good. We will enjoy our time here until God moves us to our next (and final) home. Until then I will enjoy making this a home for my crew. May God find me faithful in the small things.
Thanks for all of your prayer!
Don't stop!

Tales From The Scales

Good morning ladies. I am happy to report a loss of some weight this week. Thank ya Jesus!
That puts me a 4.5 pounds down. Not enough for a button--but I'll take it anyway.The idea is a little bit at a time. It will happen if we don't give up and look back.
Yesterday was time for posting my dreams. Of course weight loss if one of those dreams. Do you have some dreams you need to vocalize and write down? You might want to check out that post. The MEME was started by Leigh over at Speaking Through Me.
If you would like to do a little dreaming--post it and let me know.

I get an email devotional by Elisabeth Elliot each morning--this morning was about dreaming and praying. I am doing a lot of praying and a lot of dreaming at this point in my life.
Today it is about some weight loss----I can see it. Me looking fit and trim. Healthy. Can you see it for yourself? We know this is according to God's will because He expects us to care for His temple. He says when we pray according to His will--we've got it.
If you have a little extra time here is the devotional. It is short but good.

Author: Elisabeth Elliot
Source: A Lamp For My Feet
Scripture: Psalm 84:11

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Is It Good for Me?

Yesterday we looked at a piece of property on the sea. There were lovely woods to one side, two tall, scraggly, very picturesque pine trees on the other, huge rocks which turn pink in the sunset below, and in front miles and miles of blue ocean.

It is not always easy to know whether a thing we long for is a temptation from Satan to distract us from obedience and make us discontent, or something God actually wants to give us and therefore wants us to pray for. There is no such thing as something "too good to be true." God is loving and lavishly generous and has promised to give what is good--that is, what He who is omniscient knows to be good for us.

So today I asked Him to give me the prayers He wants me to pray and to give or withhold anything according to his plan for me. Nothing is too big to ask of Him, not even an ocean lot. It is God's business to decide if it is good for me. It is my business to obey Him.

"No good thing will He withhold from them that walk uprightly" (Ps 84:11).

So--you have a fantastic day in the Lord. You are the apple of His eye. He can never love you more that He does right now. He longs to spend time with you.... and He loves, loves, loves hearing your voice. Talk to Him today--it will make His day. And then He will talk back to you--and it will make your day!

Check out more stories of weight loss at Tales From The Scales.

Second post Monday--What Is Your Dream

I have been tagged by my girl 'Nise over at Under The Boardwalk. I like the concept of this MEME. It is important to write a dream down and speak it. So thanks 'Nise for tagging me.
She was tagged by Leigh. If you have not gotten a chance pop over to her sight and read awhile---she also has some neat purses for sale. Now you know you have to go on over!

Leigh from Speaking Thru Me got to thinking about a sermon her Pastor recently gave about promises and speaking the Word and Believing!! And came up with this meme: What are your dreams? Not things that God has promised you, but things you dream about or things that you whisper in His ear. What are you believing God for? Be bold, Be Honest, Be courageous!

I am believing God that one day soon my son will talk to me about how long he has missed out on a close relationship with God--and that God has been speaking to him and how sweet it is.

I am believing God for a new house and I am believing HIM TO LEAD US TO IT!

I am believing God for the ministry He told me I would have and I am trusting that He IS preparing me for it. And that when the time is right--He will let me know.

I am believeing God for a house closer to our church so that I can have women's group there and not have to be concerned about when to schedule it around the care of my father-in-law. I would like it to have a big livingroom that is open to the dinning room Kitchen area. I do like to entertain and the house we are in now is almost perfect. I would love to think we could stay here--if not I know that whatever God has will be better than this!

I am believing God loose the rest of my weight and keep it off. For my love affair with food to be over.

I am believing God to take me places in the Spirit that are going to blow my mind! I am serious about this. If God can take people like Paul and John to place that they could not even speak of--I would like to go to. Do I know there will be prices to pay? Yes. So... when I am screaming for the swirl to stop--remind me of this dream please.

I am believing God for the ( total ) healing transformation of my friend Robert.

I am believing that God is going to raise my husband up to be a consistent spiritual leader in our family.

Now it is your turn. And I am going to tag some people. This is a good growing experience and we all need to be reminded of the mighty power of our God. So here goes.......I tag........Dee, Jenny, Karen, Halfmoon Girl, and Deborah. Now girls--this is for the glory of God. So Go For It!

Make My Monday with Mrs Nufon

It seems I have been missin in action alot of late. You"ll have ta be pardin me-but life on the homestead has kept me a tad busy. I so hope ya'll have been enjoyin some special family time this Memorial Day. We surley will be thankin God today for all those men and women who fought for our freedom. So while you're on a rest from chasing all those critters around--here's a little humor for ya. Lord won't ya plese be keepin us safe from these human minds!

Pastoral Candidate Evaluations

The following is a confidential report on several candidates being considered for a pastorate.

Adam: Good man but problems with his wife.
Also one reference told of how his wife and he enjoy walking nude in the woods.
Noah: Former pastorate of 120 years with not even one convert. Prone to unrealistic building projects.
Abraham: Though the references reported wife-swapping, the facts seem to show he never slept with another man's wife, but did offer to share his own wife with another man.
Joseph: A big thinker, but a braggart, believes in dream-interpreting, and has a prison record.
Moses: A modest and meek man, but poor communicator, even stuttering at times. Sometimes blows his stack and acts rashly. Some say he left an earlier church over a murder charge.
David: The most promising leader of all until we discovered the affair he had with his neighbor's wife.
Solomon: Great preacher but our parsonage would never hold all those wives.
Elijah: Prone to depression. Collapses under pressure.
Elisha: Reported to have lived with a single widow while at his former church.
Hosea: A tender and loving pastor but our people could never handle his wife's occupation.
Deborah: Strong leader and seems to be anointed, but she is female. (Now i'm thinkin I could say a little sumthin here--but I won't)

Jeremiah: Emotionally unstable, alarmist, negative, always lamenting things, reported to have taken a long trip to bury his underwear on the bank of a foreign river.
Isaiah: On the fringe? Claims to have seen angels in church. Has trouble with his language.
Jonah: Refused God's call into ministry until he was forced to obey by getting swallowed up by a great fish. He told us the fish later spit him out on the shore near here. We hung up.
Amos: Too backward and unpolished. With some seminary training he might have promise, but has a hang-up against wealthy people--might fit in better in a poor congregation.
Melchizedek: Great credentials at current work place, but where does this guy come from? No information on his resume about former work records. Every line about parents was left blank and he refused to supply a birth date.
John: Says he is a Baptist, but definitely doesn't dress like one. Has slept in the outdoors for months on end, has a weird diet, and provokes denominational leaders.
Peter: Too blue collar. Has a bad temper-even has been known to curse. Had a big run-in with Paul in Antioch. Aggressive, but a loose cannon.
Paul: Powerful CEO type leader and fascinating preacher. However, short on tact, unforgiving with younger ministers, harsh and has been known to preach all night.
James & John: Package deal preacher & associate seemed good at first, but found out they have an ego problem regarding other fellow workers and seating positions. Threatened an entire town after an insult. Also known to try to discourage workers who didn't follow along with them.
Timothy: Too young!
Methuselah: Too old . . . WAY too old!
Jesus: Has had popular times, but once his church grew to 5000 he managed to offend them all, and then this church dwindled down to twelve people. Seldom stays in one place very long. And, of course, he's single.

Judas: His references are solid. A steady plodder. Conservative. Good connections. Knows how to handle money. We're inviting him to preach this Sunday. Possibilities here.


Hmmmmmm.............I'm thinkin I might want ta be passin on that last one. Help us Jesus from these human minds and their reasonin. Well I reken I have kept cha long enuff on this little holiday. Have a great day. And don't forget ta--- GO WITH JESUS!

Just having fun

You Are a Ham Sandwich

You are quiet, understated, and a great comfort to all of your friends. Over time, you have proven yourself as loyal and steadfast. And you are by no means boring. You do well in any situation - from fancy to laid back. Your best friend: The Turkey Sandwich Your mortal enemy: The Grilled Cheese Sandwich

What Kind of Sandwich Are You?

Hmmmm..........don't know about this--maybe

You Are a Rose

You are a total alpha dog who tends to be a leader. Your friends depend on you to hold things together and make decisions. Potential lovers are drawn to your raw power and strength. While you are the center of attention, you are secretly introverted and a bit shy.

What Flower Are You?

Sweet Peace

Wash me and I will be whiter than snow
Fill me and I will want no more
Touch me and all will be made whole
If there is any doubt in me--fill it- replace it with You
For doubt is emptiness
A deep void that stands between You and me
Carry me safe to the other side
To a place of light wrapped completely in Your glory
God let me glorify You
May my hearts desire be to
Constantly, Consistently, pursue You
Let me not be fed by this world
Not content to stuff myself
With things that will not last
I Love You
May my prayers be truth to Your ears

S.B

Only in His hands will my heart be at peace. Like two magnets drawn to each other I can not resist Him and live at peace. I will live a life of fighting to stay away from Him--if I am not willing
to succumb to His pull.
And, Oh the bliss, when I finally give in to the draw and find myself close enough to feel His very breath. The sweet breath of the Holy Spirit. How I need You Father.
Fill me today till I want no more.
How I need You.

From Glory To Glory

I am not real sure how to begin this picture that developed in my head except to say that I think it began to formulate after a conversation with a friend. I am beginning to see that discipleship is becoming quite important in my life. I look back on past mentoring relationships and I see where both of us were lead astray, and how some mishaps could have been avoided.
First, I would like to say that I am really pleased with the growth I have seen in my friend. There is a spiritual awareness that is really important. In our conversation it was really important for me to explain that if she did not consider her walk it would be really easy to become content in the glory of the moment. And that she needed to develop a strong attachment and excitement for the word of God- or as soon as the excitement of the moment disappeared- she would likely stagnate.
Any source used to explore the Word or teaching on the Word-- is in reality a diluted source of the word (milk). Only God's word has the ability to sink down in to the core of us and continues until the perfect work is done. If we are not real careful pride slips in and we think “o.k., I’ve got it now- don’t treat me like a baby anymore”. And then Satan has us. We will always need someone ( a mentor) on up ahead who tell us to get up and get moving there are better things waiting.
You never want to burst someone’s bubble- but they can not stay where they are for too long or their greatest moments with God are in their past.


When the picture first began to develop in my head, I thought, cool- what a great portrait of what I had been discussing. But, then the picture got bigger and that is when I realized that God was breaking the picture down for me. A modern day parable.

Picture with me a mountain -its top not visible through the clouds. From far off it would appear that along certain levels of the mountain there are bare spots. But, as you move in for a closer look of this lush green mountain, you begin to realize that these bare spots are actually level areas that separate the steep rocky paths. On each area there are people. The lower levels have quite a few people gathered on each piece of level cleared ground.
Some have just arrived and they are lost in the view, a view they had not been able to see on the level before. The beauty is incredible and they are overwhelmed with feelings of joy. Some are preparing to move on to the next trail excited by what they will encounter. Small groups of people gather here and there discussing the journey and the hardships. Still others, bored now by the view, sit on the rocks basking in the sun. They are no longer interested in what they see and the bushes and trees now block their view.
Those who choose to continue their journey are drawn on by the voices of those on up the path. Stumbling over rocks they stop to help those along the way that have become tired or hurt. Although the path is strenuous they begin to anticipate the view ahead. They hear shouts of joy from those who have arrived at the next landing and they quicken their pace. Rounding the corner they are taken away by the clearness of the blue sky.


As friends meet friends they clasp hands and discuss their different journeys. Soon it is time for some to move on. The temptation is to stay and wait on friends that have newly arrived. Many have failed in their journey because they thought it would be o.k. to stay just until their friend was ready to go. Some, sadly never complete the journey- while others loose site of their purpose and turn around to go back down the mountain.
Nobody knows exactly how long the journey takes. Some have guessed, but no one who has reached the top has ever come back to tell their story. There is talk that each level is more breath taking than the level before. And ,that what is waiting at the peak of the mountain is above and beyond what you could think or imagine.
Some days on the mountain are wet and dreary. The paths become slippery and many want to stop and wait out the bad weather. And still others are hot and dry with no end in site. But, most find that if they will find someone on the same path-- together they make it through the rain and dry times with just a little encouragement.


Where are you on the mountain? Are you stuck waiting for someone to catch up? Have you become caught up in a view from the past? You are responsible for the path your feet take and how you treat those you meet along the way. So if you have the opportunity along the way to walk with someone and encourage them or shout back wonderful things to those that are following-never let it be said that you never opened your mouth.

The Visit

Holly, over at CrownLaidDown, has been sharing events and lessons from her life and I have really enjoyed reading them. I started thinking about some events that happened a few years ago that changed my way of thinking.
Here is a little story that took place about 4 years ago.

I have know for a long time that I wanted to go places in my relationship with God that others might not want to go or even know they could go. I want to do whatever it takes to end my life like -- Fanny Crosby, Corrie Ten Boom, Mary Slessor.

God sent me a friend who could handle my strange way of thinking. Her name was Tracy and we were brought together because we were members of the Maw Maw Club (this is a whole other story). Tracy and I spent hours talking about things of the Lord. Reading books by people who wanted to go further in their understanding of God. People who were using the gifts God gave them no matter what others said.
We were on a journey to see beyond what others were satisfied with. Part of that journey led us to the Brownsville Revival in Pensacola, Florida. It was an amazing experience. That was the first time I sat in a service and felt the overwhelming presence of God. We arrived at 7:00 and before we knew it three hours had passed and we felt like we had just gotten there.
It was incredible. I wanted more.
Next, while watching T.V, I became aware of a woman named Juanita Bynum. She was a Prophetess. This was new territory for this Baptist girl. Not that I did not believe in these gifts-but I had not seen it in action.
Now I do want to say that you have to be careful to test the spirits. I don't believe that every one who claims to be acting in Jesus name, actually is.
Tracy's husband used to give us a hard time about our crusade to go beyond where others were going. He said if we were not careful we would be attending services where they were cutting the heads off chickens. (A little reminder of the Voodoo practiced in the southern part of our area)
He was joking of course-- but whenever we said we were going to a new event he would say we were going to cut the heads off some chickens. It became our joke.
We decided to take a trip to Florida to see Juanita Bynum in person. We saved our money and bought tickets and took a trip that would change my life.

We arrived in Florida and checked into our hotel and dressed in our white. The conference had asked that on the first night we all where to dress in white. When we arrived there were thousands of women all dressed in white. It was to be a sign before the Lord that we were coming before Him pure.
Juanita asked that we fast from several things during the days of the conference-we did. God was dealing with Juanita about the Old Testament Tabernacle. On the stage were several life size pieces of the Tabernacle. She taught on the brazen altar and how the sacrifice was tied to the altar. It should be a symbol to us that we were to offer ourselves up as a sacrifice daily and that there would be times we would want to get off the altar. It was a time of rich teaching.

The pieces of the temple has been done by an artist who built them according the the Biblical specifications. It was very moving to see these items as they would have been.

In the back of the stage was a huge curtain-like the one that would have blocked off the Holy of Holies. After she taught on the other pieces she began to talk about wanting to go into the Holy of Holies and how after salvation the pure of heart could go there. There was so much involved in this session -- I would have loved to have had recorded the whole session.

There were several singers this weekend but only on who stood out, her name was Vicki Yohe. She was incredible. I wish I could remember the name of the song she sang--it was about running to the mercy seat. It took all my control to stay in my seat. But many of the women--driven by the presence of the Spirit, went to the front of the arena. Like an altar in a church--the front of the stadium became an altar for hundreds of women seeking the Lord.

I need to digress just a little to fill in the story details.
Before the evening started Tracy and I sat in our seats in the balcony looking over the edge wishing we had gotten there early enough to be on the floor.
There were three seats open next to me, and as I was looking over to the stairs I saw a hostess signaling me to save the seats for three women she was sending my way. I nodded my acknowledgment just before two other women asked if the seats were open. I told them that they were taken. One woman was a little more than upset. The three young black women moved into their seats and we all sat waiting for the evening to begin--no words were exchanged.

Now back to the story.
I sat watching the women below. All lost in the presence of the Lord as we worshiped Him with songs of praise. I needed to feel the presence of the Lord. Like the blind man on the side of the road, I did not want to be passed my. I held out my hands and asked to be allowed to feel His hands in mine or at least His presence. Tracy sat quietly by my side praying and on the other side the three young women sat praying also.
All of a sudden the young woman close to me jumped up and started flailing around.
Now, you have to know my back ground of straight laced Baptist--it could have been a really distracting situation. I could have sat there in judgment--but I did not. I thought, well she is being touched by God in the way she is used to.
Her friends moved in between her and me--she had bumped me , and maybe they were trying to stop and further unnecessary contact. They also were trying to make sure she was aware of the railing--we were in the second riser. Surprisingly, none of it was bothering me, I was really pouring my heart out to God. Soon things calmed down and the young girl moved back into the seat by me.
I sat there with my hands held out asking God just to touch me--even if it was just to place His hands in mine.
I felt the young lady next to me touch my arm--thinking she wanted to apologize for bumping me-- I turned to her. What happened in the next few minutes I will never forget.

As I turned to her she reached out and wrapped her arms around me. I hugged back, to be polite and sweet--she was my sister in Christ as far as I knew --so why not.
When I reach out for her I can not fully explain what happened.
The first voice I heard was not audible--it was in my head. This is what I heard.
"You asked for my hands, I am giving you my arms."
I started sobbing. I should have been embarrassed to be crying on the shoulders of a seemingly complete stranger--instead I felt awash by complete peace and love. A calmness that was almost like a cape had dropped down over my entire body. I don't know how long I cried while she just held me. These are the next words I heard in an audible voice.
"I have not passed you by. I am here. You will be given a ministry of reconciliation."

It was over then. We turned in our seats and held hands for a long time as we joined the others in the songs they were singing.
The session closed in prayer and the girls got up and left--I did not see them again the rest of the conference.
I sat there not wanting to talk or move. The presence of the glory of God was so heavy in the room that you could barely breathe. Never before had I experienced the glory of the Lord manifested that way. We moved out into the hallway to sit--many women sat around with the same dazed expression on their faces. It was as if we had all been drugged. It was very quiet. No one wanted to talk. Maybe we thought we could hold on to the presence of the Lord if we kept quiet.
I sat against the wall and begin to write down all of the events of the evening so that I would not forget them. Later I would want to be able to ponder the words that had been spoken to me by Jesus.

It would take a few years before I understood what a ministry of reconciliation meant. I'll save that explanation for another time.

Thank you for coming with me on my journey down memory lane. God brought up these memories two days ago while I was reading another sisters blog.
If you have any experiences with God that you would like to share-- I would love to read them.

Our God is the same yesterday, today and forever more.
He is an awesome God not confined to our boxes or expectations.
It is important to take all experiences to the word of God--no word from God will ever contradict the Holy written word of God.

Feel free to email me at slgb65@yahoo.com

Thankful Thursday

I find today that I am truly thankful for my relationship with The Living God Of This Universe. I am encouraged today by friends that have true hearts for God.
Those seeking to be "all that they can be" for the One who created them.

I am ever so grateful for God showing me that He is working in my life. Not only by the things He gives me but for the way He is speaking to me about the desires of His heart.

I guess one of the first things to go when your relationship starts to slip-is your desire to use your spiritual gifts for Him-or the desire to serve Him. You can't hear the spirit as well so how would you know what He wants you to do with them.
Lately I have been reading on a dear friends blog about her walk with the Lord.
It has come at a very good time. I am reminded of what it is like to know you are walking in the Spirit. To feel Him moving through you and the power of hearing His voice clearly. That will create real longing for something that God is readily willing to fill with Himself.

So today as my Father looks down ---I will let Him see me looking up smiling right back at Him.
I love you Lord. You are my Rock--my firm foundation. Thank you for filling me with your Spirit today. May I hear clearly the voice of your Spirit.

To read more Thankful Thursday go to Sting My Heart and visit Iris our host.

Sorry I put in the wrong site to get to Iris--I have fixed it now.
Who knew there was another blog with the same title.
Sorry!

Paw Paw--my helper

This is Paw Paw and Granny at a family reunion two years ago. Neither have change much as far as looks and they are now 91 and 81. This is a second marriage for them. Her spouse passed away 18 years ago and my first mother-in-law, 17 years a ago.

When Mr Bert and Nita were in grade school they went to school together. Mr. Bert had his eye on two girls who were best friends. Nita (granny) had an older brother who looked out for Mr Bert.
But one day the two girls told him he would have to choose which of them he was interested in. He chose Mrs Mildred, my first Mother-in-law. She was a people person-like my man. I don't think she ever met anyone who could have possibly disliked her. She took care of everyone--including me. I could really blame some of my beginning weight problem on her cooking. She was a great cook.
When my husband was having problems making up his mind about marriage, she and Mr Bert told me if Keith did not marry me --they would. They knew a good thing when they saw it. :)

Keith and I ended up eloping and did not tell anyone right away. Mrs. Mildred wanted her baby to have a big church wedding. A week before that wedding she passed away suddenly.
We had an instant family as Keith's Dad, who was 75, moved in with us.
About two months later he received a card from Nita. He went up to visit her and that was the end of the story. Nine months after Mrs Mildred passed away--he married Nita.
He said life was too short to live by yourself--we agreed.

They have been married for 16 years. A month ago she took a turn for the worse and her daughter put her in a nursing home. Paw Paw had to go with her because she was his eyes. He hated the place and could not afford to stay either mentally or financially. And as soon as we could we brought him home to live with us.
I have my baby back. What do they say about marrying your children off and them coming back? :)

They love each other and it has been really hard on Mr Bert. I have seen him quietly crying as he remembers the one he had to leave behind.

Today he wanted to help. There was really nothing he could do--he can hardly see. He is legally blind. But as I got up and started vacuuming I noticed Him walking not far behind carrying the cord--watching as best he could to make sure it did not get caught on anything. My heart was touched. He moved little things out of the way so that I could vacuum without having to stop. (He must have done this for granny many times.)
And when I was finished He unplugged the vacuum so that I could wind up the cord.
We had done the job together--it must have reminded him of him and Nita. He was the strength and she was his eyes. How sweet he is. I pray I will always make him feel right at home.

Does this remind me of another relationship?
You know it does.

There is someone else who needs me as a partner. He asks me to allow Him to lead and me to follow. For me to be a body that is controlled by His hand and His heart.
We are a couple that are not to be found apart.
Do I hurt when I find I have moved on without Him?
If He is my heart--I will.

Eternity set in our hearts

My mother sent this to me yesterday. It struck a cord deep in me. The idea that this is not all there is has been a big issue for me in these last several years as I have grown in the desire to get to know my Savior better. I have this longing always for something more. Not that I am discontent but rather even in times of great joy, I have a longing for more. More of something that can never quite be satisfied. There have been times when I have dreamed of taking trips to far away places--places that I was sure would fill the longing deep inside me. I have made a few trips and yet the longing remains.
I once heard Beth Moore say that there would always be a longing there that would never be filled except by God once we step into the eternity that He set in our hearts at the beginning. It is almost a feeling, for me, of discontentment. And I know that Paul said he had learned to be content in any state that he was in.
Not accepting peacefully, where God had him, would have filled him with discontentment-- which would have been sin.
So in these past two years I would say that for the most part I have learned to be content.
And yet, not content to remain where I am or to be satisfied with what I have.
Do you know what I mean?
I long for more --more than I believe I will ever experience this side of eternity.
Eternity was what I was made for--this is just a time of preparation.
Will I step in to eternity prepared?
If I let Him have his way.......... so that He can do His perfect work.
May He be glorified in us all today and each day.






This is an absolutely incredible interview with Rick Warren, "Purpose Driven Life " author and pastor of Saddleback Church in California .
His wife now has cancer, and he now has "wealth" from the book sales.
In the interview by Paul Bradshaw with Rick Warren, Rick said:

People ask me, What is the purpose of life? And I respond: In a nutshell, life is preparation for eternity. We were made to last forever, and God wants us to be with Him in Heaven. One day my heart is going to stop, and that will be the end of my body-- but not the end of me.
I may live 60 to 100 years on earth, but I am going to spend trillions of years in eternity. This is the warm-up act - the dress rehearsal.
God wants us to practice on earth what we will do forever in eternity. We were made by God and for God, and until you figure that out, life isn't going to make sense.
Life is a series of problems: Either you are in one now, you're just coming out of one, or you're getting ready to go into another one.
The reason for this is that God is more interested in your character than your comfort. God is more interested in making your life holy than He is in making your life happy. We can be reasonably happy here on earth, but that's not the goal of life. The goal is to grow in character, in Christ likeness.
This past year has been the greatest year of my life but also the toughest, with my wife, Kay, getting cancer.
I used to think that life was hills and valleys - you go through a dark time, then you go to the mountaintop, back and forth. I don't believe that anymore. Rather than life being hills and valleys, I believe that it's kind of like two rails on a railroad track, and at all times you have something good and something bad in your life.
No matter how good things are in your life, there is always something bad that needs to be worked on. And no matter how bad things are in your life, there is always something good you can thank God for.
You can focus on your purposes, or you can focus on your problems.
If you focus on your problems, you're going into self-centeredness, "which is my problem, my issues, my pain." But one of the easiest ways to get rid of pain is to get your focus off yourself and onto God and others.
We discovered quickly that in spite of the prayers of hundreds of thousands of people, God was not going to heal Kay or make it easy for her.
It has been very difficult for her, and yet God has strengthened her character, given her a ministry of helping other people, given her a testimony, drawn her closer to Him and to people.
You have to learn to deal with both the good and the bad of life. Actually, sometimes learning to deal with the good is harder. For instance, this past year, all of a sudden, when the book sold 15 million copies, it made me instantly very wealthy.

It also brought a lot of notoriety that I had never had to deal with before. I don't think God gives you money or notoriety for your own ego or for you to live a life of ease.
So I began to ask God what He wanted me to do with this money, notoriety and influence. He gave me two different passages that helped me decide what to do, II Corinthians 9 and Psalm 72.
First, in spite of all the money coming in, we would not change our lifestyle one bit. We made no major purchases.
Second, about midway through last year, I stopped taking a salary from the church.
Third, we set up foundations to fund an initiative we call The Peace Plan to plant churches, equip leaders, assist the poor, care for the sick, and educate the next generation.
Fourth, I added up all that the church had paid me in the 24 years since I started the church, and I gave it all back. It was liberating to be able to serve God for free.
We need to ask ourselves: Am I going to live for possessions? Popularity? Am I going to be driven by pressures? Guilt? Bitterness? Materialism? Or am I going to be driven by God's purposes (for my life)?
When I get up in the morning, I sit on the side of my bed and say, God, if I don't get anything else done today, I want to know You more and love You better. God didn't put me on earth just to fulfill a to-do list. He's more interested in what I am than what I do. That's why we're called human beings, not human doings.
Happy moments, PRAISE GOD.
Difficult moments, SEEK GOD.
Quiet moments, WORSHIP GOD.
Painful moments, TRUST GOD.
Every moment, THANK GOD.

Good Morning Ladies!

Good Morning Girls!

How great is it to be able to say that. It is good to be back on line able to check in all all the girls. We are doing great. Yesterday I ended the day pooped--but I got a lot done. We are adjusting to our new schedule. PawPaw is having a hard time away from his wife. He misses her. I hope once the kids are out of school and the house is a little more active that He will enjoy the distractions.

I was over reading at Life is not a Cereal and I saw myself in what she was saying. She was talking about eating whatever she felt like.
For me sometimes lately it has been mindless eating. I eat things and then I remember my goals and get upset.
I am surprised I did not gain this week but I guess all the moving helped me out. So this week I have no loss--but no gain.

How did you do? You are in this for another week so I guess you have not fallen by the wayside.
Let's be the few, the proud---- that make it through to the end.

As your heart longs and chases hard after God---May He give you the desires of your heart.
May your eyes be open to see His goodness and may your healthy body be an amazing temple to house His glory.

The Red Bird Story

The Red Bird Story

Several years ago I was going through a  rough year . I had been caring for my  father in law who was sick and near death and I was tired. In need of a fresh word of God’s love for me I asked Him to let me know that He loved me and that He had not forgotten me. It was not long after that that God allowed me to read an article in a Christian magazine. And although I no longer have the article…. I have retold the events as closely as I can recall them.

     As the story begins we  are introduced to a woman who is sick and bedridden. It is long past the time when the doctors can do anything for her illness….her days are spent in pain longing for the time when God will call her home. As she lies on her bed day after day she begins to wonder if maybe God has forgotten her. In her weakest moment she calls out to God for a sign of His love…..a sign that He has not forgotten her.
     The next morning, trying to find a comfortable position, she turns to look out the window at the world that seems to be passing her by. As she watches the wind moving the leaves in the trees she is surprised when a beautiful red bird lands on her window sill. She is amazed that as the day passes….although the bird would leave for brief periods of time…it always returns. Having its company lifts her spirits and brings a gentle smile to her face and heart. She is almost sad to see the sun begin its descent because she knew her friend will leave. As the day comes to its end she realizes that she has not felt as alone and her pain seemed less intense. The day ends and as she drifts off to sleep she says goodnight to God and slips into a restful sleep.
     The next she is woken by her daughter bringing in her breakfast tray. As she raises her head for her daughter to fluff her pillows she notices that her friend has  returned ….once again it has resumed its post. Her daughter admires the bird and makes a point of saying  how unusual it is that it would stay and not be scared away by the comings and goings in the room. Knowing this to be true…..the sick woman is just glad that she is not feeling as lonely with her friend near by.
     By the next week her visitors and family recognized the sweet gift God had sent. …no one had ever seen a bird that was so loyal. And with their comments came the sweet realization that God had answered her prayer  …..and she wept as she realized that He had sent a sign of His love. He had not forgotten her and He had given her a sign that let her know He was with her even is she could not see Him.
     Each person who came by for a visit was introduced to that little bird. She told them he was her sign from God--a sign that God loved her dearly and had not abandoned her. That little red bird stayed with her until the end.
     Not long after her death her daughter was driving through the country side visiting place she and her Mom had loved to visit. She missed her Mom dearly….hear hear was raw and broken. She had spent months by her moms side and the void in her heart was crushing her. She wandered how God could have taken her mom--didn’t He know how lonely she was without her? Did He even love her? How could He have done this to her?


With tears streaming down her face she pulled over by the side of the road. Leaning her head on the steering wheel she called out to God. In her heart she ask if He really saw her and if He cared that she was hurting so terribly. She just wanted the pain to stop. And although she knew that her time on earth was not over yet….she just wanted to be with her Mom.
     Sitting back she reached up to dry her eyes. Turning to look in the review mirror to check her makeup something caught her eye. Looking out the side window she was astonished when she realized that God was speaking to her. Rising from the field were a flock of  bright red birds….she had never seen so many at one time. A smile replaced the tired worn out  look on her face and she laughed as she realized that she had been given a huge hug by God.

He loved her and He was with her--and He had called together His creation to make sure she knew it.



And that is the story of the Red Bird. We know from scripture that His creation knows Him….and they are here to do His bidding. The next time you look out and see a red bird/cardinal perched near by…..remember this story and know that He loves you dearly.

Thankful Thursday

I will see the GLORY of my LORD
in the land of the living.

Thank ya Jesus for each day proving to us that your word does not lie.
Thank you that I can stand on a ROCK that will never be shaken by the insecurities of this life.

Thank you that after months of seeing only what was happening here on earth You opened the heavenlies for us to be able to see the results of the battle that is being won.
(Robert came back to our church last night after 3 months of being lost in a crack haze. And over a year of not wanting to be with the people at our church because he had been confronted about some sin in his life. God's word works. We love him so.)

Thank you God for providing a house right down the road for us to rent on a month by month basis. (We will go and pick my Father-in-law up from the nursing home on Sunday.) And I thank Him in advance for holding my father-in-laws heart as he has to leave my step mother-in-law
of 16 years, there at the home.

I thank God for the test that He puts in my way to grow and try my faith.
This time in my life has the huge possibility of great growth.
It also has the possibility of having to be marked with --RE DUE.
Dear God let me pass this test this time so that I don't have to take it again.
Help my unbelief.

And it seems I am doing this almost every week--but--
Thank you Jesus for the prayer warriors in my life. Thank you for surrounding me with women and men who after having done all to stand-are still standing.

If two agreeing on any one thing

Hallelujah!
Hallelujah!
Hallelujah!

This is for all of ya'll who have been praying with us about Robert.
I wish you could feel what is going on in my heart and mind.
I wish you could have heard the giddy voice of my pastor
when he called to deliver the news.
I wish you could have heard the words of his wife Lauree.
You can't but let me just tell you that there is some rejoicing going on.

The news---
Robert called my pastor and asked
(I should just stop there--but no, that would be cruel)
he asked if Brother Tim would pick him up for church tonight!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Yes, THANK YOU JESUS!
Now this is after months (3) of being lost in a drug stupor.
It is amazing that Robert called Brother Tim--he has refused to see him the whole time.
Thank you Jesus.
Thank you for joining your prayers with ours.
Just to let you know.
The world says that bipolar/crack addicts have a 1% chance of recovery.
Guess they don't know my God.
KEEP PRAYING!
OUR GOAL?
100% healing!
JAHOOOOOOJAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Everybody else is doing it

I have seen this on several peoples blogs--so I thought, why not.
Go to Google and put in you name followed by needs. As in---Sharon needs.
I thought mine were pretty unusual and funny.
Enjoy.

From Google Search

Sharon Needs to Be Told to Stop Shooting and Start Talking.-----hmmmmmm, didn’t think I had a problem with a lack of talking. Now the shooting……..I don’t think there are any guns that will take care of what I need to shoot down.

Sharon Needs to To Do Succession Planning Now.--Look out must be about time to go HOME.

Sharon needs a new word. Help me out, world.--O.K--I’m listening--bring it on.

Sharon needs to understand how to work with the opposition ... Sharon needs understanding ------ I’ll give that one an AMEN!

Who Needs More Therapy Sharon Or Noah?------- Help me now! I’m not quite sure how I got grouped with Noah.. Not bad company though.
But Lord…I don’t know nothing bout buildin no boats.

Sharon needs more time to work out a peace policy------With whom? And the only peace policy that will be permanent will be when the feet of my Master hit the top of the Mount of Olives. Come on Jesus!

Sharon needs help burning.--------don’t have a response to this.

SHARON NEEDS TO ELIMINATE THE PALESTINIAN AUTHORITY ------I did not write this Google did-----if ya’ll hear I got picked up by the FBI--I expect all of ya’ll to come to my defense. :)

Sharon does need to stop trying to seem like the "hip" granny though and buy a nice rocking chair and just let her husband do the real rocking …-------------don’t think anyone could say I am trying to be a hip granny, and I’d be glad to get a rocking chair and leave the rockin responsibility to Keith. Although truth be told I don’t think he is the Rocking kind--maybe in high school.

Look at her face--what do you see

In this picture you should be able to see an old woman and a young one.

Thank you 'Nise ---I learned something new today. It's a great day.

Pray like mad!

Ever wonder the lengths our Lord will go to to get through to us?
Maybe he could use family.
Like having someone you love dearly say--"I know you pray for us every day".
Ouch!
And then I pop over to someones blog and she is talking--in a very loving way--about those who
are always putting on a fake face.
Now ya'll know I have had my "Moments".
Probably days when ya'll dreaded coming in for a landing on my sweet little blog.
But at the risk of sounding repetitive--can I say it again--OUCH!
Next, we went to church and I don't know where it came from (not true), but I heard
Bro Tim say (I wonder if any one else heard it) pray even if you don't feel like it.
And if I may go on---notice the word from Beth Moore
this past weekend to the ladies in Omaha--

Beloved, in the Name of Jesus
I commission you
To rejoice in the Lord always
And again I say rejoice.
Stop worrying about everything!
Dump your anxiety
And start praying like mad.
Start thinking about
What you're thinking about!
Start feeding your spirit
And stop feeding your flesh.
Never forget the true Secret:
Christ in you, the Hope of Glory!
You, Dear One, have the supernatural CAN DO!
Now, believe God
And turn your CAN DO
Into WILL DO!
You are NOT a wimp.
You are a warrior.
In the Name and power of Christ
Go out there and act like one.

So what is the point of all these little remembrances?

ME.
Ever go through those time when you pray like mad--to the point of exhaustion--and then
you quit.
Yep--------you empty out your soul, lay down one of your greatest weapons against that
being we all are allowed to hate....
and then you can't seem to be able to pick it up again.
I know we can all identify with this example.

What about the time you went on a diet and you were so in to it....and it was working.
And then events came along and you partook of the feast and then the day or so after you could not seem to get your heart back in the game.
Identify?
So....now I know without a shadow that my Daddy God in Heaven is telling me... "I miss you".
You mean He is not mad at me for not talking to Him as much lately?
No.
Hurt?
Yes.
And yes, I miss Him too.
So if like me, you have fallen off the wagon--I hope it is o.k to use the phrase--
it is time to get back on board and lets call a circling of the wagons.
Those of you who are feeling a little weak--
head for the center of the circle and we will begin to lift our voices.
He promises that he will be right there in the midst with you.

I love you guys!
Thanks for your thoughts.
Thank you to those who are so willing to "Keep it real".

So to all those warriors out there--"IT'S TIME TO ACT LIKE ONE".
PRAY, PRAY- and then pray some more!
Let's give that devil the what for.

HAPPY, HAPPY, B-DAY!

HAPPY
BIRTHDAY
TRACY!

Tales From The Scales

“By perseverance the snail reached the ark.”
~ Charles Spurgeon


Well, if all we need is a little perseverance--we will all reach our goals.
This week saw a drop of 2 pounds at the scale. Thought I would see three---but strawberry short cake and other such goooood things took my extra pound.

How have you done this week?
Are you remembering your goal?
I need to get back on my bike. But, that will probably have to wait until
I get everything moved into our new place.
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So that is it for my life change update.
To quote a friend of mine--

"KEEP ON, KEEPING ON!"


DON'T JUST THINK ABOUT IT----DO IT!

Good Morning Ladies

Good Morning Ladies! To all of those who are Mom's or who have someone you Mother--I hope you had a great day yesterday. Our whole weekend was action packed. First you will notice the pictures I have posted. One of the three generations and then the ones of my sister Jeannie and I with our Mom. Dad was taking the pictures and can you say, dead smiles?You know that thing that happens when you are talking through your teeth saying, "hurry up I can't keep this smile much longer".
We had a great day. Relaxing and catching up on family time. (And looking at my Mom and sister and being reminded of my goal to take a little more weight off. My sister has recently lost a good bit of weight. Go Jeannie!)
We got home around three in the afternoon and not soon after got a call from my pastors wife telling us that two of our member had been out for a Sunday afternoon motorbike ride when a car pulled out in front of them and they hit the car. We spent several hours at one hospital and then they transfered Johnny to a larger hospital where the removed his spleen and repaired damage to a lung caused by fractured ribs. He is in ICU but thank the Lord he is doing good. And my other friend went home last night with a fractured finger and quit a bit of road burn. The police said that they should not have made it through the accident. We know who was on their side.
We got home last night around 1:00, or maybe I should say this morning, so Mrs Nufon is a tad tired and thought she would probably need to miss out on seeing ya'll this morning.
To catch you up on other news. It looks like we will be moving 100 yards down the road to a home that is for lease in our neighborhood. I noticed the sign because I pass it everyday on my way in and out of the neighborhood. I thought maybe we could just call and see what they weere asking--it would give us some place to a take my father-in-law until we could get this piece of property sold and find a new house. To make a long story as short as I am capable- by the grace of God the man who remembered my father in law said we could rent the house on a month by month basis until we find something else to buy. He was asking for a full year contract but God softened his heart and he will let us have it as long as we need it. I will sign the papers today and get a key. Then I will have a little cleaning to do because part of the agreement is that I would take it as is. In other words clean up after the last tenants.
It did not look too bad--so we will see.
It does have a in ground pool so it will be nice to have this summer.

I thought I would share this comment from someone on the So You Wanna Go Back post.
It is from a sister in Christ whom I love dearly. She has walked a rough road and God has been faithful. It is good to have her back by my side. You know on this walk we need to surround ourselves by those who believe as we do and those few who really know us. The few who will tell us what we do not want to hear and remind us of what our actions say we have forgotten.
I am going to close with her comment.
Ponder it for a while.
Let it's truth sink deep.
Let it remind you of what we know to be true.

What is faith? Lets ask the ever elusive writer of Hebrews (probably Paul). 11:1 Now faith is being SURE of what we hope for and CERTAIN of what we do not see. I know you know this verse by heart, but have you ever thought about the hope part? Hope is a partner with faith. Without hope there is nothing for faith to give substance to. Just remember, the thing we are "faithing" for is already there, we just can't see it. You are not in the wilderness right now, you are in God's perfect will because you have said yes.....Yes Lord, I will stay still and let you do your will......Yes, I will believe and trust you and am willing to give up anything or go anywhere you say even though my flesh is nervous and screaming for me to take control and fix it. You are overcoming the issue of your "fleshly" control. Oh that we all could learn this important lesson. How can He work through any of us that think we are strong and can handle it and God can just step in when we need a miracle? You have been in the wilderness (as have I) and we both know that we will not go back. You are now in the very place God has always wanted you. Being still, knowing that He is the very God Almighty of the entire universe and that He is at work on your behalf. Just remember, He is not only with, He is also for you!

Love

2nd post Friday--God gave her to me, for me-----He knew what He was doing!

I wrote this for my Mom a month or so ago for Mother's Day. Christian Women Online Magazine has a contest about Mothers and this is what I entered. This will stay posted all weekend.
I want ya'll to know that my Mother would want ya'll to know that she was not a perfect Mother. She was a work in progress and still is. The things that will last in the minds of our children are the things that we did to influence their lives. Some of those things will not be the most positive in our minds. But, even though my Mom had some qualities that had not been reshaped by God--He still promised that He would use those for my good.
So on this weekend when we tend to evaluate the past as well as the future-----Let's remember who holds our futures and the future of our children. No mother on earth can stand in the way of a good work that our God wants to perform. Did you hear that?
NO Mother--past, present, or future.
Mom----I love you!
I thank God for you and the influence you have had in my life. You will not know until you get to heaven and receive your rewards what that influence has really been--but then maybe that is a good thing. You just stay the same strong, sweet woman that you are and God will continue to mold you and use you in the lives of your children and those who come into contact with you.

Happy Mother's Day

This is for you!

These Are A Few Of My Favorite Things

It would be the first time I had been allowed to tag along with Mom to her Wednesday morning Bible study. The streets in the French Quarter had been freshly cleaned and folks having already left for work made parking easy. Although I don’t remember, I am sure Mom reminded me to behave like a lady and not speak unless spoken to. I did not know it, but this day would forever become one of my favorite things.
If you ever venture into the French Quarter you have only to glimpse behind the old iron gates to find sweet little garden patios tucked safely away from unwanted guest. Wrapping around these small pieces of the country, you will often find tall, thin doors ready to catch a stray breeze. Ceilings are often tall and rooms have an open flow, helping the air move freely in the hot southern climate. That morning doors were open and the smell of flowers filled the front parlor that had been made ready guests.
I sat quietly listening to the women talk as they arrived. One by one they stepped aside to remove their gloves and hats. Although they were quite elegant and interesting, my eyes were drawn to the table that had been prepared. Any little girl’s dream, the table was set for a tea party, except in New Orleans, the tea had been replaced with strong coffee laced with chicory. The silver coffee pot was eye -catching as it stood in the center surrounded by quaint dishes filled with sugar cubes and cream. Neat little rows of demitasse cups enameled in rich colors waited nearby on gold saucers. And, of course, there were dainty little cookies to keep a lady’s stomach from making noises during study time.
When, all had arrived, I was served a cup with one teaspoon of coffee, one teaspoon of sugar, and the rest half n half, my first introduction to coffee au lait. I became one of the ladies, pinky finger out and all, and although I will always remember how important that made me feel, it would not be the only good memory I would walk away with that day. After all the pleasantries, we moved to the front room to begin our study. Mom sat in an old high-backed chair with her Bible open and waited patiently until all the women were settled. I was so proud of her as she opened our time in prayer. Today I cannot remember a word she spoke, but since then I have learned it was from the Book of John.
That was the first time I remember thinking that I wanted to be just like her when I grew up. As I looked around the room, I saw women considerably older than she. I knew my mother was special and God was using her for something really important.
I now know that she was unsure of herself as she sat there teaching those highly educated, rich older women, but I’m sure they would tell you they never knew it. My mother was poised and the glory of God shown from her face as she taught. She was in her element, and she planted a seed in my life that would enable me to one day to sit in front of other women teaching from God’s word.
If you asked my mother she would tell you that she does not see herself the way I portrayed her. She would tell you she could have done a better job and that she wished she had learned so many lessons earlier in life. But I would like to tell her and so many other moms that if you love the Lord you will plant something that can never be taken away. The picture of her sitting there with her Bible open, ready to teach about our Lord, will always remain one of my favorite things.

A Few Of My Favorite Things
Women all dressed in the highest of fashion
Elegant purses with gloves planned to matched them
Coffee and cookies arranged so on trays
These planted memories that linger today

Women so quiet with Bibles all open
Mom in her chair with the book of John open
Me sitting quietly taking it in
This planted seeds that would bear fruit again

Now I’m older
And walking bolder
And I am doing the same
And I simply am saying
I want her to know
I love her
More
Each
Day

A Combo--Two Birds with one stone!

It is time once again for Thankful Thursday--I do look forward to this day. Iris will be coming back from her blogging rest I pray she is refreshed. Stop by and see her at Sting My Heart.
Now, on top of this day, I need to take care of two MEME tags from Praying For Our Prodigals
and Karen's Ramblings.
Can I take care of three things in one post? If you will allow--Of course you will!
So here goes!

1. I am thankful for a full healthy soul today. After several weeks of feeling drained---God has given me a season of refreshing! How can I not be thankful?

2. Years ago in an awesome conference Jesus showed up to meet me. It is a long story. A good one, maybe sometime I will share it. During that visit, He shared with me what my job is while I am here. Reconciliation. He told me, He wanted His people back. So my drive has been to show and tell people about the real every "dayness" of a relationship with Jesus.
When the reality of that relationship dawns on someone--- (that light bulb moment)--to me it is like having won a billion dollar lottery. (and no i don't play the lottery)
Yesterday one of my girls saw it and got it. She really got IT! So as Beth says, Yahooooo-jah! I am thankful that God allows me to see the results of some of my prayers.

3. Now we all know that Mother's day is right around the corner. So I would be wrooooong not to say how thankful I am for having a Godly Mom. Now, that does not mean she was perfect. She will tell you she was not. But---what will last in the end are the things that we do to turn our children's faces to the one who loves them----she did. Mom is in her early sixties and she is still working for the Lord. I am thankful for her -not perfect--but consistent record in serving the Lord. Love ya MOM!

4. I could probably count on one hand, how many true friends I had between my college years and about 4 years ago. I wanted friends but my insecurities were like a huge brick wall between me and people. I thought I was protecting myself--I was really just keeping out the possibility of having someone love me. Have you been here? So now, I am sooo thankful that God has taught me to open myself up to love and pain. That is what builds strong friendships--pain and love. I have so many people who love me and want to be loved by me. That is a huge thing for me-somebody wanting to be loved by me. How cool.

5. I am thankful for the mysterious journey God has placed in front of me. I am excited about where He is taking me and my family. He is about something-what--I'm not sure--but it involves me! How fantastic is that---THE MAKER AND RULER of this universe is taking the time to work on my life. He is preparing a home for me here on earth. As some of you know I am living in a camper and soon to be living in a house. We are in the process for looking for something that can house my four and my Father-in-law. So, I am so thankful that God is picking out a house for my family. What will it look like? You can be sure I will post some pictures when He shows it to us!

Have a great day the KING OF THE UNIVERSE is smiling on you!

Our Bodies a Temple?

Sorry, I am a little late posting today.
Today was the day for women's group and then it was time to hurry scurry to get some errands run. And now, I am home--that is until it is time to go back to church tonight.
Breathe in--breathe out.
Now that I have had my mini vacation-- I am ready to talk.

Don't you just love the picture with this post. Julia, has already claimed the girl in the purple so I guess I'll be the one in the red.
I love the women--they seems relaxed and confident. I don't think any of them are wondering if their rolls are showing or if someone is thinking their butt is too big.
I noticed their arms are linked--they are going somewhere together.
We need that--a group who are going where we are and they actually want to go with us. Do you have that? We need friends who know us and at the same time they want to be know by us.
I hope that is what took place yesterday.
Women all needing the same thing -to loose a little weight--and they want someone to walk that path with them.
More friends --how cool.
And you never know there might just be an opportunity for you to link arms with someone and arrive at your goals together. God is neat that way. We don't walk alone as His child, and sometimes He sends along a little someone extra to walk arm in arm with.
Today in group we were talking about the responsibility we have for this body God calls His temple. It is not ours according to 1 Corinthians. We gave it to God when we accepted salvation.
So-- how is the upkeep going on your temple?
Mine has been very sloppy lately.

In the old testament there were strict regulations concerning the upkeep of the temple and even the ones who were responsible for the upkeep of the temple.
Several months ago I came across a little history about the temple and how well it was taken care of and even how well it was protected. Protecting the temple? What an interesting thought.
There were actually priest assigned to the wall of the temple -set to watch for anyone or anything that would try to come in through the gate and dishonor or pollute the temple.
Can you imagine that?
Now fast forward 2000+ years to Sharon Brumfield--the new temple of the Holy Living God of this universe. It is my job as a priest of God to watch and be on guard for anything that would seek to destroy this temple. My job is the watch for things of this world that would try to sneak in through the eye gate. And for dishonorable stuff that would try and linger in the ear gate.
And you could through in the arms for what we touch, and the legs for where we go.

But, the most unguarded gate in my life right now is--- my mouth.
An unguarded heart started the problem.
You know, all those emotions that want to be eased by bowing down to a little food? And so I let that idol right on in to the temple of God--and then I bowed down! I played with it, and cried with it, and laughed with it. I even -for years carried it around with me on my body as a dearest friend. It told me what I could or could not wear. It told me I would not be accepted by others so I should just stick with it because it would never leave me or forsake me. Hmmmmm....sound familiar?
It has taken years that should have been filled with time at the pool or hiking with my husband or just knowing I am appealing to my hubby--and it told me that those times were nothing to be missed. But, I know different.
Like Rumpelstiltskin--I AM WAKING UP!
I don't want to bow to that little idol anymore. I want to shut the door in it's face and say, You are no longer welcome as my friend. I want to tell it---------Your place has been cleaned and the temple has a >NOT WELCOME< sign on the door.

So all you women who are the PRIESTS OF THE LIVING GOD-----it is time to clean house!

Remember that Jesus said, the love of money is the root of all evil?
Money is not evil---just the love of it.
Just so, you could say,the love of food is the root of all evil.
Food is not evil ---just the love of it.
So let's join arms and encourage each other to LOVE God and love others and let's stop loving something that when left out of the refrigerator is most likely to make you sick.

Does anybody out there need to clean their temple?