A little giveaway!

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I have been wanting to do a little giveaway for you fantastic girls
and so it seems as if the time is now.
If you will notice in my sidebar there is a huge giveaway going on also. You should really go on over and check it out-it is at Bloggy Giveaways.com .
I thought I would jump in on the action.
This will be open to everyone. Yes, even you girls who do not live in the United States.
I am keeping it small to save on the postage and allow everyone to join in on the fun.
I bought a cute little cookbook that has some of our traditional dishes.
The Bayou Cook Book should give you a little glimpse into Creole cooking.
Next, I purchased an extra C.D from the concert on Saturday night. If you do not know about this, go back one post. It is bluegrass music-so if you are not in to that type of music-well.......
And the group gave out a sticker that the kids might enjoy.

So.
Sign in on the comment section. Leave your email so I can get in contact to get the important info for the winner.
I am taking a little blogging break.
Friday--------- I will draw a winner.
Fun?
I thought so.
Now............go leave a comment.
See you next week.
I won't be posting, but I will probably be doing some visiting.

A good weekend

Well, I told ya'll I go to a small church--here is the evidence.
We might be small ------but we are mighty in heart.
This weekend was a full one at our little church. Friday night we had Fall Fest and a lockin for the teens. Yes, it was an all night affair.
And no, I was not there- this old lady was home in bed. :)
The next night we had a bluegrass band from Alabama come to lift the roof. They are called the Muleskinners. They were incredible! I am not much for the country music stuff-but this was great. I love the way there voices worked together and they could play some music.

The band is made up of two married couples. The two on the ends are married and the two in the middle are married. The women did not play instruments before they came up with the idea for the group. The men had done some singing together at their church. I'll say that is pretty great of the women to take up something for their men. The little one on the right was a match for that huge bass though. Before the concert we were talking to her and when she said she was the bass-Keith thought she was the bass singer. We had a good laugh.

Keith just had to have a picture of us all enjoying the music. Yes, that is me sitting down next to the guy in the orange shirt on the left of the church. Notice one of the guys on the right with a big gray beard? We had a Christian biker ministry that came in for the concert also. They have huge hearts for God and use their bikes and leathers to reach people for God. They stayed over for the service Sunday and we were blessed by their testimonies.

After the concert and fellowship time Keith came and got me from the back and said he wanted to introduce me to someone. When we got out front he began to introduce me to one of the groups members. I told him I had already been introduced-but he stopped me in mid sentence.
He said, No you don't understand. This guys brother and I were best friends when I went to school in Colin, Mississippi years ago. (over 25 years I believe) Not only that, but this guy and I double dated while I was there.
Is that wild or what?
He now lives in Alabama with his wife and children. If it had not been for Robert going to the place in Alabama where he met the group-there would have been no reunion.
From Mississippi, to Alabama and back to Louisiana.
God is cool!

SISTERS BY BLOOD

For awhile now I have wanted a way to express what is in my heart
regarding my blogging sisters.
They are my Sisters--and I love them.
After getting an award from a friend (that she had made herself)- I mentioned that I would love to have one to give out. So as sweet as you please--- she made one for me. I wanted her to use the picture in my blog header, because it speaks of what is in my heart.
Women walking this walk together-- arm in arm.
I told her that if it did not sound too strange that I wanted it to be called
SISTERS BY BLOOD.
This is what she said.

I like the idea of Sisters by Blood. It reminded me of that “blood sister” thing kids use to do where you pricked your finger and then pressed them together with your best friend to show that you are bonded together for life. And really that is what we are—through Jesus bound together for eternity.

How cool is that?
That is really what was in my heart. Sister bound together for eternity!
So-- this is not really an award. You became a member of this sister club when you gave your heart to Christ. And so, if you are a Christian------YOU ARE MY SISTER! I am going to pass this on to women I have gotten to know. Women that by the heart they display through their blogs--show the blood they have been washed in. Blood, that at the cross--sealed our sisterhood for eternity.
We will walk the streets of GOLD arm in arm!
Post this (if you would like) with pride.
Pride in the ONE who gave His blood, so that we would forever be bound together as............ SISTERS!
I love you with the love of our Father.
Thank you for walking this earth with me arm in arm.
I thank my Father upon every remembrance of you

These are your sisters.

If you decide to post this on your blog just let me know in the comment area so that I can come by for a visit. And if you are a sister in Christ......please feel free to take a button
and put it on your blog.

The first one will go to the creator of the button--thank you Jenny. You are a blessing.

Anybody Ready?

Christian Glitter by www.christianglitter.com

The Golden Compass--check it out.

The Golden Compass, is a children's movie that will be coming out in December. I was first put on alert to some important issues involving this movie by Sunny Susan. I was planning on taking Julia to see it- as I usually love movies like this. Who did not like the Chronicles of Narnia? But after reading the review at the Snopes.com site--I am not so sure we will be going to see it.
But, don't act on just my word-- go to this link and check it out for yourself. The thing that really bothered me is the author of the book this movie is based on, is an Atheist. Also they say that at the end of the movie the children kill God. Kind of scary thinking about exposing innocent minds to that.
Please go read, and then if you fill it is legit-------pass it on.

***Update*** Seems as if instead of at the end of the movie the children killing God--this happens at the end of the trilogy the guy wrote. They are trying, by this movie, to get kids interested in reading the book series written by this guy. At the end of the series the children kill God and then mankind can live however they wish.

For Our Children

Edge of Design got me thinking about how maybe we should be doing a little more praying for our kids. She has been doing some great post on some things we should think about. Today is about allowing our kids to vent. It is good check it out.

Some of ya'll don't know the history we have had with our son Michael. He will be moving out at our request at the end of this month. A VERY hard decision for us. He has been heavy on my heart for several years. Now he will be on my mind just as often. Long story. But I have decided to make Friday a day to post something good about and for our children. Edge of Design will be having some great post concerning children-stop by and check her out. And if you would like to join in on Friday--let me know.

Here is a little something that Denise from Shortybears sent me. I thought it was good, and appropriate for me and mine at this time.

Prodigal Son’s Prayer – When The Story Becomes Personal
If you are a parent dealing with a wayward or prodigal child, you may be asking how to pray for him or her. As parents, we grieve over choices our children make. There is great power in a praying parent! And God draws near to the brokenhearted:

Lamentations 2:19 says, “Arise, cry out in the night, as the watches of the night begin; pour out your heart like water in the presence of the Lord. Lift up your hands to him for the lives of your children. . .”

You may be a parent who is “pouring out your heart like water” in God’s presence. Praying. Pleading. Begging for God’s infinite mercy to fall on your child at this very moment.

You may have a child who is using drugs or suffering from alcoholism. You may have one who is in prison or juvenile detention. Or you may have a son or daughter who is consistent ly making wrong choices.

Whatever the need, take heart that your Lord and Savior already knows all about it. He hears your heartfelt cry to Him. He wants to mend that broken heart of yours.

When you “pour out your heart like water,” you may feel empty. Emotionally spent. Drained. Psalm 22:14 says, “I am poured out like water and all my bones are out of joint. My heart has turned to wax, it has melted away within me.”

It’s at that moment that you don’t feel you can cry another tear or pray another word. Don’t worry. The Spirit intercedes on your behalf. The Father knows your need. . .always. And He will answer in His time and in His ways. That we can be certain of, without a doubt.

How do we as Christian parents endure a broken heart in times of great distress such as this?

• Trust – Remember that God is all-knowing, in control, and has a plan and a purpose.
• Keep praying. Be persistent. Develop prayer partners. Keep pouring out your parent’s heart before the Lord.

He will strengthen you. He will mend your broken heart. You never know what He might have in store. It is very possible that there could be a wonderful testimony in the making!

Psalm 73:26 says, “My flesh and my heat may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.”

Lord, I lay my heart before You
And I pour out my very soul.
Desperate, You know what I need
As empty before You I go.

Lord, strengthen my weary heart--
Make it strong once again.
For only You can meet this need,
Hold me tight, my Savior Friend.

I know no other way to go
I’m spent beyond my measure.
Fill me Lord, my Life, my Song
Spin my life with peace, Your Treasure.



******Be a little patient with me this next week. Things are going to be a little Topsy turvy. I promise to get caught up soon or as soon as I can.
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The isolation chamber

It is funny how you read something and and you feel like someone has been watching your life. I read this this morning and had another light bulb moment. THE ISOLATION CHAMBER------so that is where I am . "Dear God, did you loose the key?"

Just kidding.

The Isolation Chamber
TGIF Today God Is First, by Os Hillman

Be still and know that I am God.... - Psalm 46:10

There is a time and place in our walk with God in which He sets us in a place of waiting. It is a place in which all past experiences are of no value. It is a time of such stillness that it can disturb the most faithful if we do not understand that He is the one who has brought us to this place for only a season. It is as if God has placed a wall around us. No new opportunities--simply inactivity.

During these times, God is calling us aside to fashion something new in us. It is an isolation chamber designed to call us to deeper roots of prayer and faith. It is not a comfortable place, especially for a task-driven workplace believer. Our nature cries out, "You must do something," while God is saying, "Be still and know that I am God." You know the signs that you have been brought into this chamber when He has removed many things from your life and you can't seem to change anything. Perhaps you are unemployed. Perhaps you are laid up with an illness.

Most religious people live a very planned and orchestrated life where they know almost everything that will happen. But for people in whom God is performing a deeper work, He brings them into a time of quietness that seems almost eerie. They cannot say what God is doing. They just know that He is doing a work that cannot be explained to themselves or to others.

Has God brought you to a place of being still? Be still and know that He really is God. When this happens, the chamber will open soon after.

"He brings them into a time of quietness that seems almost eerie. They cannot say what God is doing. They just know that He is doing a work that cannot be explained to themselves or to others."

HA! I think someone has been picking my brain!
Wonder how long I'll be in this chamber?
I do have to say that I am glad they at least have internet in here. \o/
Love you guys!

Just a little pet peeve

Can I share a pet peeve?
It has to do with my years in the restaurant business
and the training I received during those years.
I have always enjoyed cooking-even as a little
girl I loved it when Mom and Dad gave me an easy bake oven. I have just always loved putting things together and having them look good and taste good. And of course I don't put things together just for my own good--I do like others to participate in my enjoyment. ;)

I spent years training at school, working horrendous hours in fine dinning restaurants in order to perfect my trade. I knew it would be rough when I was accepted into the school. We went through an interview with 5 professionals who basically tried to change our minds and convince us we did not want to do what we thought we wanted to do.
Close to 150 tried to get in the school in New Orleans.
Thirty made it into the three year program- only 6 graduated.
The schooling was not as bad as the long hours (forty mandatory) in the
restaurant of our choice.
We were the grunts, so for the first year--it was rough.
I had not worked at any fast food places in high school- so this was a new world for me.
A rough world. A spiritually dirty world. I fought hard for my place in this world.
I was good. I was not where I was supposed to be spiritually during this time--so I took all the credit for my success.
It was not until I had been in the business for over 7 years and then got out because I was pregnant with Julia--that I finally returned to the Lord. I know now that the success I achieved was because God allowed it an provided for it.

All of the things that were drilled into me during those years of training are still there. I enjoy cooking great tasting things. I enjoy seeing the enjoyment people have when eating something I have fixed. Just to let you know--I don't cook "fine dinning" everyday.
There are things that I know when I am preparing certain dishes. Ways of seasoning that make a bite--- a full taste bud experience. That did not come naturally--it came by training.
Learning how to use different seasoning and how to taste for the seasoning to see if enough of a certain thing was present-that was all a part of the job . Something I would never have gotten if I had decided I knew more than my chef instructors.

Now for the pet peeve.
And let me start by saying this. If you know you have tasted something and you can not abide the flavor--I understand.
I get pretty perturbed when someone has never tasted something and refuses to try it-- because they say they know they will not like it.
Guys, I am not talking about something like worms or a 1000 year old egg.
Just normal stuff put together different than they are used to eating it.
I even say, take one bite and if you don't like it--don't eat anymore.
And they refuse.
Stubborn.
And next time I cook something good I am tempted to tell them they won't like this either.
I know--bad girl. ;)
Now why in the world would I go into all this detail for a simple pet peeve?
I think at times we are this stubborn person with God.
His word says, "Taste and see that God is good".
And yet.........
How many times do we think that maybe we are not sure if we want to "go there" with God.
Maybe what He has planned for us, is not what we had planned. Maybe it is not "all good".
And maybe God enjoys things that only GOD can enjoy. After all we are just human and we like human things. So we pick and choose what we will take from Him.

He says, "It is all good".
And by our actions we say, "Well, I am glad You think so---- but I know it is not for me".
How often by my actions have I told Him I knew better than Him?
Do you think God has any pet peeves?
How about this?
God resists the proud but gives grace to the humble.
Kinda of sounds like He has a big problem with pride?
Maybe the next time something good rolls around He won't try and convince me it is good-
He'll just let it roll right on by.
Maybe He won't push His goodness on me until I, in humble adoration, go back to Him and admit--sometimes I don't trust you God. Sometimes pride blinds my view of your goodness.
And, I am sorry God.

Like a little bird I sit mouth wide open---waiting, waiting to taste and see that God is good.

Birthday and braces

Yesterday was my youngest s birthday. She was very excited about turning 10--a double digit birthday in her words. In our house we have the long standing tradition of getting to pick what will be fixed for your birthday dinner. Last night we had Shrimp pasta with a basil roasted garlic cream, served over thin pasta. Also, we had a little healthy salad and hard rolls.
For her cake this year she wanted a cookie cake. It is not the most beautiful thing--but she loved it. It was actually a brownie/chocolate chip cookie cake. Pour the prepared brownie mix down first and then drop cookie batter by spoonfull onto brownie batter. It was sweet.

It was nice to have everyone in our immediate family there. Yes, Michael even graced us with his presence. In the red is my Mom with her beautiful white hair.

Paw Paw and my Dad enjoyed some conversation about fishing on the river.

Julia loved all the things she got. She even enjoyed the clothes she got. Amazing!

Michael and I grabbed a picture while he was around. You can't see them very well but I wanted to get a picture with my braces because they were coming off the next day.

And yes, I could have waited but here is the close up of the new me. Nothing like and up your nose shot--but my arms are only so long. But be glad I am not posting all the pictures I took.
One picture with my glasses--- which I am having to wear because my eyes are having problems with the mess in the air.

And here is the picture without the glare from the glasses.
I will be going back to the orthodontist in three weeks to pick up my retainer--oh glory! ;(---
till then all I have is a permanent retainer they put on the inside of my bottom teeth.
The first thing I put in my mouth was a piece of sour apple gum.
My lips are still getting used to no metal--but we will survive!
Love you guys.
Off to fix a huge pot of loaded potato soup for church tonight.
I will get caught up on reading posts soon-its been really busy lately.

Please Pray for California

This is an prayer request for our Sunny Susan and Denise over at Edge of Design.
I know there are more out there in California who are concerned about the fires burning.
I got an email from Susan this afternoon. Here it is.

We had to mandatory evacuation yesterday at 330....us the dogs and a few pics and the clothes on our backs...thats it

We are in Orange Co. now in a hotel...so we are safe.....the house...I don't know....

So prayers are appreciated....thanks


So I would like us to step up to the plate and start calling down some rain from God.
We know that there is power in prayer and power in numbers. As you can see some of our blogging sisters live in the effected areas.

After going through the mess after Katrina -I don't want anyone to have that stress and that loss. If you are from this area and would like prayer post your name and we will add you to our list to pray for. We love you. More importantly so does our Father.

Dear God
We are concerned for our family-Your children--and those who will soon come to know you as their Father. I know you know what is going on in California. The smoke from the fires are seen by your eyes. The tears of those who have lost much are held in your hand.
God, I ask that you give wisdom and protection to the men fighting these fires.
God I ask that you would send rain. God that you would open the heavens so that your people would be protected. Bring an end to what man says will only get worse.
Thank you for your loving heart and your tender mercies aimed at your people.
We love you.
We trust in you.
Be our defender.

Are You A David In Saul's Armor?

Last night while responding to an email I began to have some, interesting to me, thoughts.
I have been thinking about how much we should disclose of our stories.
I have actually been blessed in the past when someone has trusted enough to tell me their story and then ask me to pray. This should happen, because we know that the more people praying the more the power of God is aimed at the situation.
As I was typing out some of these thoughts, God started speaking to me. Here is a little bit of the email I was getting ready to send.

I hear you speak of things going on and I think-I have so been there. But when I was there there was no one to talk to. Women need to be allowed to be truthful about who they are.
Sometimes I think maybe I should not be so open about my struggles. But then there may be a woman who is getting ready to go through something similar and she needs to see us make it through.
We are the mighty warriors of God. Maybe right now we are in the armour of Saul. It is to big and it does not fit. The church has put us in this position. Making us wear the garb because it this looks right. But God is getting us ready to step out with nothing but THE ROCK. Is that cool or what? (just so you know-God is speaking to me through this as I type) He is so gently and loving. But sometimes He has to reveal to His warrior that she has been wearing the wrong armor.

I think this time in my life is a time when God is removing the armor that does not fit His child.
There are so many things that we do because it seems right or someone told us that is the way it was to be. Sometimes the things we take on, are not even teachings of the church but of this world. And we don't even realize it because it has been a part of our lives for so long.
Nicki over at Three Girly Glitz has been talking about realizing what lies are going on in your mind. What voice are you listening to?

As God gets His "David" ready to battle "Goliath", He is going to start making us feel the discomfort of the outfit that does not fit. Just like little David, unable to move because of the weight on his legs----unable to see because of the helmet that is too big, we have been in the same position.
How many of us bought the idea that as Christians we should keep our mouths shut about the private pain in our homes?
Or part of living a faithful Christian life is always speaking the positive even when we were dealing with some real negatives?
How about if you are a female your jobs in the church are limited to nursery duty and food service?
Are there any other "pieces of armor" that you have worn in the past that you are now finding out----JUST DON'T FIT?

I think we need to speak out about these things. If we have been set free from something that was not an absolute truth, then others need to know. Although I am not thrilled about this stage in my life, I am excited about what I am going to see on the other side. Lessons learned.
Strengths gained. Lies and sin buried in the sea of forgetfulness.

Will you share a piece of Saul's armor that you have discarded?

Grab one if you got one--this should include about everyone!

YA'LL Bring such light and excitement to my life.
Here is a little love--back at ya!

Well, it is time to share the love. And there are so many of you out there that I love it is a good things we have plenty to go around. We all know that God is the reason there is anything good in us. Because the Bible says that all good things come down from God.
So we don't take credit for the love in our hearts or the good things that show up on our blogs.
That said--I would like to hand out a few hugs.
Hugs to women who pray for me.
Hugs for women who read the stuff that comes out of my head.
Women who encourage me.
And yes, women and men--who just lurk. :)
How about that--and award for just lurking. Doesn't seem quite fair does it?
But------ I am feeling generous today so we will give them a little something.
This first award came to me from Denise over at Shortybears Place. I have enjoyed getting to know her and her sweet heart. She is going through some real struggles and yet--she reaches out and encourages. Love ya girl! If you would like to find out some info about this award go on over and check out this post.
Guys, I just don't have time to link all these sites so please forgive me.
This one is going to......
Little Red Hearts From God.
The job she has and the stories she tells really touch my heart and remind me
how close heaven and God really are.
Love ya girl!

This next on came from my tomorrow girl. Karen over at Karen Ramblings, just stretches my brain. She makes me think about the fact that although my feet are walking this earth- I belong to another homeland.
If you want to find about more about this award you can go on over and check out this blog-Writers Reviews.
You can pick from a variety of award on this site. But since this is the one that I was given this is the one I will pass on.
This one will have to go to Denise over a Shortybears Place. She amazes me with her consistency. She is always looking for things to praise God for. Her journey should inspire us all.
Love ya girl!

This one came from Deborah over at Chocolate and Coffee. I have enjoyed reading about the amazing things God is doing through her and the ministry God has her in. She has a really sweet heart and loves God. It shows in her words. The Community Blogger Award celebrates people who reach out and makes the blogger community a better one.
I don't blog hop often. I can say I have landed on some and quickly and quietly left. But the ones I leave comments on---they make the community better. They lift my heart and I find that I have a connection with them. So girls, if you have ever received a comment from me--this is for you------grab it!

This last one is a sweet one. It also came from Denise over at Shortybears Place. I have met so many great women of God that I truly consider my sisters and good friends. If you have swung with me through the ups and downs of this past year-- and have hung with me still--I consider that a BFF. And if you share the same Savior I do--we will really by BFF's forever. We will walk the streets of Gold together and all these struggles with be over! So this is going to go to all my oldies but goodies.
Dee
'Nise
Deena
Iris
Holly
Nicki
Debra
Susan
Jenny
Karen
Melanie
Halfmoon Girl
Tracy
Linda-Maw Maw
Nettie
And my MOM who reads always---- but rarely comments ;)I am not going to go around and advertise this post. If you come by and have seen your award. Just leave a smile. Love ya'll!!!!!!!!!!!-- and believe me I thank my Daddy God in heaven for you.
\o/

He'll Be The Death Of Me Yet

Kind of a catchy title isn't it? Who is "He"? I'll tell you a little later.

This past week has been a full out rebellion for me. I haven't had one of those in a long time.
But, Honesty is always the best policy.
Confusion, emotional pain and anger had led me down this path.
Could it have been avoided? I think so.
In the body of Christ sometimes I think we pass a message that is not a good thing. In the guise of justing "giving it to the Lord" we sometimes give the impression that you should just roll over and "play" like you are dead. No need to speak of pain, no need to acknowledge frustration, and certainly you better not be angry about what is going on in your life.
And of course if you have ever read the book of Psalms--that is.... sooooooo..... not true.
If you keep stuffing it and not placing it before the throne--you will start to stink.
And thus last week............... I stunketh.
God has been gently calling me. Reminding me that the road He has me on "it's a good thing".
I have felt a little like Elijah running from Jezebel. Out in the dessert wishing I could just die. Not literally of course.
This morning at church was good for my heart.
Before it started- I could tell something was bothering my pastor. His face was not a happy one. Last weeks service was a rough one and it had really bothered him. I don't know if he was wondering if we would be doing battle again or if he was just weighted down with some stuff that had been going on in our body.
He started the service and he welcomed the presence of the Spirit and he rebuked any forces that were present that would try and stop the move of God. As soon as he stopped praying the atmosphere in the room changed. Something broke. The weight lifted. No one could really speak. Our God was present. People began crying.
A major event took place that I can not go into--but God won.
The men gathered at the altar. They laid hands on each other and prayed and cried. It did my heart good. For years we have been praying for the men in our church to rise up. For God to place a fire in their hearts. They are now meeting on Tuesday nights.
I hear their study time is pretty powerful.
There is a move of God amongst our men!
The rest of the service this morning was good. But I had been touched before we even got to it.
I miss the presence of the Lord. I miss being able to go boldly before the throne without shame.
I miss feeling pure and holy. When we harbor sin in our hearts--He does not hear us.
I was, DUH!, harboring this week.
Have situations changed in my life?
Nope.
Is the pain still there?
Yes.
Is the lack of understanding still there?
Yes.
And am I still angry?
No. I was wrong. Remember we are told to be angry and sin not? In my anger at situations- I began to harbor bitterness. That is what happens when anger is not exposed to God.
We put a cap on it and it rots.
So I give up. I gave up my anger and frustration. I exchanged those stinking things for
the presence of my God.
Having listened to my Savior, I crawl back into my coffin. My pastor says, You can't hurt a dead person and you can't anger a dead person.
So today I again become one of the walking dead. :)

I will continue with my God--and yes, one day....He'll be the final death of me yet.
Care to join me?
Let's join Paul and die daily.

The Fair and a little family history

Today Paw Paw and I went on a little field trip to Franklinton. After visiting the nursing home we got a little lunch and then went to the fair. Now if you walk the main you will hear someone saying, Welcome to the largest free fair in the South. Or something of that sort. It had been awhile since Paw Paw had been-and since he has family connections to this place it was time for a visit.

I just had to get a picture of this. See the man walking with something thrown over his shoulder?
It is the skull and polished horns off some sort steer I think. Hmmmm-just wondering where it is going to end up? Only in the south.

These guys are someones prized possession. I almost entered a raffle for 1/2 a cow. But I think our freezer will be full pretty soon with deer. So I had to leave my half for some one else. ;)

Next, the antique tractors. Paw Paw has one that I think might fit in just fine with these.
And it is still working!

Here is one of the booths selling our traditional food in the south. Notice one of the items is GATOR sausage on a stick. Hmmm...no thank you. But the rest looks great. And I can pretty much guar-an-tee, it taste great too.

What is in the pot? Ever had fried pork skins? Maybe that is a southern "thang" too.
This is how they did them in the olden days.
They do taste good by the way--sure to clog your veins!

Now for the family history part. Our fair has a little section called Mile Branch. It is filled with old homes that have been donated by families. Above is a little church. Inside is a dirt floor and pews made from logs that have been split. Imagine sitting on that for an hour or more. Ouch!
Not to mention the heat and the clothes they used to wear. I would say most of these places are from the mid to late 1800's.

The picture above is the Sylvest House. My father in laws family was raised here. It was on property in Franklinton until it was donated to the fair for the village. Each year my sister in law dresses in period clothes and sits in the front room (pictures following) and welcomes those coming through.

One the front porch of the house there was a little band playing hymns.Their voices were harmonizing and the breeze was blowing--it was beautiful. I was out of my house, and singing along to the good ole songs --it was a Soul filling experience.

See the above dress? It is a 97 years old wedding dress. One of the grand daughters wanted to make a sign for it-- so if you enlarge the picture you can see the "lovely" sign. :)
It is a beautiful dress and it is in pristine condition.

The picture above is Paw Paw, my sister in law and Paw Paws first cousin. This was the first time I had seen Paw Paw smile and have a good time in a long time.
He used to dress and sit up at the Sylvest house with both my first mother in law and his new wife. His first wife passed away when I was expecting our son.

And of course I could not end this post without proof that I was there. I was sitting next to a fan so my hair was a little wind blown. Notice the picture above the fireplace? That is a picture of Paw Paws grandparents. He is 92----the picture is pretty old.
Thank you for following us along on our field trip. :)
Have a great weekend.
Thank you guys for walking through this rough week with me.
You are my sisters and I love you.

Recall

With all the recalls going on lately -and yes, the one above is a little rough ;)-but I thought we could use info on a recall that is good. I found the picture above at a site called Office Spam.

I have been blog hopping again. Said I was not going to do it- because I have a hard enough time keeping up with the girls I have. But I did it, and yes, I have found another girl. You will find her over at Organizational Determination. I found this on her side bar and I loved it. You may have seen it before-but it is new to me. I pray you are having a great day.

We have had a cool front come through and it is a beautiful day. God is close. Listen to His call to you through the beauty of what He has created for us.

RECALLED!

The Maker of all human beings is recalling all units manufactured, regardless of make or year, due to a serious defect in the primary and central component of the heart. This is due to a malfunction in the original prototype units code named Adam and Eve, resulting in the reproduction of the same defect in all subsequent units. This defect has been technically termed "Subsequential Internal Non-Morality," or more commonly known as S.I.N., as it is primarily expressed.

Some other symptoms include:
1. Loss of direction
2. Foul vocal emissions
3. Amnesia of origin
4. Lack of peace and joy
5. Selfish or violent behavior
6. Depression or confusion in the mental Component
7. Fearfulness
8. Idolatry
9. Rebellion

The Manufacturer, who is neither liable nor at fault for this defect, is providing factory-authorized repair and service free of charge to correct this SIN defect. The Repair Technician, Jesus, has most generously offered to bear the entire burden of the staggering cost of these repairs. There is no additional fee required.

The number to call for repair in all areas is:
P-R-A-Y-E-R.

Once connected, please upload your burden of SIN through the REPENTANCE procedure. Next, download ATONEMENT from the Repair Technician, Jesus, into the heart component.

No matter how big or small the SIN defect is, Jesus will replace it with:
1. Love
2. Joy
3. Peace
4. Patience
5. Kindness
6. Goodness
7. Faithfulness
8. Gentleness
9. Self control


Please see the operating manual, the B.I.B.L.E. (Believers' Instructions Before Leaving Earth) for further details on the use of these fixes.

WARNING: Continuing to operate the human being unit without correction voids any manufacturer warranties, exposing the unit to dangers and problems too numerous to list and will result in the human unit being permanently impounded.

DANGER: The human being units not responding to this recall action will have to be scrapped in the furnace. The SIN defect will not be permitted to enter Heaven so as to prevent contamination of that facility.

Thank you for your attention!
GOD

Please assist where possible by notifying others of this important recall notice, and you may contact the Father any time by "kneemail".

Practice Mindfulness

One of my sweet ladies from my church gave me a little book called, "101 ways to Relax and Reduce Stress". Years ago she had spent time taking care of an elderly family member and she knew the road I would be traveling. It has some great ideas.
Things like, keeping lavender oil in your medicine cabinet--because it is great for headaches and reduces stress. Take deep long breaths-shallow, short breaths create tension.

The one that I decided to share was titled-

Discover the Sacred in the Ordinary

"Just and ordinary Day," you sigh. Nothing special, merely commonplace. Take another look. Yes, it's the same sun that shines every day, but it is bright with God's love and care. That coffee or tea you're drinking took may hands and much human ingenuity to land in your morning cup.
Go outside and enjoy the weather. Rain or shine, the blessings fall on everyone--the good and the bad alike. Spirituality is not something for Sundays only, and you don't need to lock God in a cathedral. This beautiful, heartbreaking, wonderful world is and ongoing love letter from God. Read it!

Discover

I love my morning coffee. The only thing that would make it better would be to be sitting at the window above. I hope those people know how blessed they are.
Back to the coffee. :)
The thought that someone planted it and that God took the time to care for its growth-that makes me smile. He watched it giving it sun and rain. Keeping little pesky bugs away from my beans. That makes me smile too. I can almost hear Him say to some little bug, Nope you can't have that one-its for Sharon.
Kind of a cool thought.
And then some man or woman ,who was not being paid what I feel my coffee is worth, stood out in the heat and gathered the crop.
Add to that my coffee cup, coffee maker, and the cow who made my half and half---wow!
Thank you God!
I think maybe I will savor my cup tomorrow morning just a tad more.
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Earth's crammed with heaven,
and every common bush afire with God.

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Almost forgot-- this little book was written by Candy Paull

More Southern Fare

This for Melanie over at MelanieJoy. She mentioned one time about a good recipes for fish and here it is.
My son has been doing some fishing and last night he caught a Bull Red.
He took care of all the yucky details and then asked me to fillet it. Can't you just tell I am thrilled? But it was nice to have some nice big fillets to work with-so I won't complain.
I thought you might like to see the finished product.
Here is what went into the dish and how it was put together.
I sprayed the pan and then I started layering on the flavor.
First-and always first-salt and pepper. Next a little basil pesto. If you don't like to make pesto or you don't know how you can get this at the grocery store. After you rub that on, sprinkle on a little roasted garlic. If you don't have this-- then you can use regular chopped garlic. If you have a little lemon seasoning for things like seafood or chicken you can use some of it on the fish. If not then use a little lemon juice. But you might want to put it on before the salt and pepper. For those of ya'll in the south you will know what crab boil is. For those of you not fortunate enough to have this--you are missing out. It is what gives all our boiled seafood its Louisiana flavor. It is great. I put a couple of drops on the fish and then a little in the water in the bottom of the pan along with a little lemon juice. Then of course you need a pat of butter on top of each fish.
Place them in the oven on about 375-until your fish is flaky.
This will work great on a variety of fish.

Now Melanie.............. you have no excuse!
If you really want to wow them-sautee some shrimp in a little butter and garlic, with salt and pepper, of course, and drape them across the finished fish.
Now if you want some suggestions for a nice sauce for the shrimp--just ask.
Serve this with some roasted garlic mashed potatoes and a fresh salad and of course some good bread and you will have friends for life. :)

An Old Love

I ran into an old love today.
Our eyes met from across the room, and as I waited
to see if my heart would miss a beat, he rushed to grasp my hand.
His eyes looked deep into mine searching for a trace of warmth. For a moment my
mind drifted back to rainy afternoons spent arm in arm, and then-slowly- I withdrew
my hand as coldness flooded over me.
At first a slight question in his eyes- but then as strong arms wrapped themselves
around me from behind, a glint of coldness as he turned to leave.
Then, and only then did my heart skip a beat, but only for my true love- Jesus the Nazarene.

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Loves can come in various forms,
and with them they all bring the opportunity for disconnection from Christ.
The longer we lay in bed with this
world, the stronger the emotional ties become.
Beware, take your Love with you,
because you never know when the loves of this world will appear,
from across the room.

I wrote this a few years ago during the heat of a struggle to obey God.
God won.
I am in a struggle again. Old loves have crept back into the pictures. Kind of like the vultures over a dying animal. I thought these things were over. I want life to change. I am asking for God to move us on from this time in our life. I am pitching a fit and He is standing across the room tapping His foot with Arms crossed. I am tired of this. And no I don't want Him to stop the process and have to start all over again . But , jesum petes--when will this be over?
I know I am sounding a little rebellious--I am rebellious at the moment.
Kind of like your kid when they keep asking WHY and you say, BECAUSE.
I want to know why.
I know the answers. We are not promised an easy road. I am not asking for a bed of roses.
But when pain and frustration meet they cloud my eyes.
Pray that I will have a tender heart and a greater vision for the big picture.
Sorry for venting. But we are supposed to confess our sin one to the other--confessing a wayward heart. :(

An the results are in!

If you haven't read my last post you might want to go back and read.
It's short.
This morning I opened the lid of my crock pot and found sinking peanuts.

That is a good thing.
I popped open one and found that the process had worked.
So for over nite boiled peanuts turn your crock pot on low. I turned them on around 8 last night and turned them off this morning around 7.
They are just the way they should be.
Drain the liquid and let them cool. Of course they are great while hot-so try them before they cool.


If you like them hot you can pop them in the microwave later.
Also make sure you keep them in the frig in a sealed container.
I am now doing a smaller batch with some extra seasoning--a little mesquite.

I'll let you know how these come out.

Food from the South

I have been a little on the quiet side today- so I thought that I would show you
what I have been up to.
I did my weekly Walmart run today and while I was there
I picked up something that my guys like.
Peanuts.
But not just any type of peanuts-raw peanuts. And why would someone want to buy raw peanuts? To make boiled peanuts of course.
I am not sure if this is something that we enjoy just in the South-but they are good.
And you should not keep a good thing to yourself.
They are very easy to make.
They take awhile to cook so I am starting them tonight. Tomorrow I will let you know how they come out. This time (new to me) I am cooking them over night in my Crockpot.
And for your viewing pleasure----some pictures!


Boiled Peanuts

First-- rinse the peanuts till the water is clear.


Peanuts are sold by the pound and you need one pound or 1 1/2 quarts.
Use a 1/2 cup of salt per pound.
You will want to do more than one pound because they go fast
and you can store them in the frig.
Then add 2 or 3 quarts of water.

Put all the combined ingredients in your Crockpot and turn it on high.

Cover the peanuts and cook 5 to 7 hours. Replace water if needed.
Cook peanuts should not be crunchy on the inside.


I will let you know tomorrow how they turn out.
And now that blogger is finally working I will click publish before it has a tantrum again.

Crazy Eights MEME

I know ya'll have seen this MEME going around and now it is my turn.
Bunny Girl from Razors Edge Of Insanity has tagged me.
Let's see if I can fill in some info for this Crazy Eights.
Some of these things I have not done much thinking on.
I have seen this on so many blogs that I am not going to tag anyone.
If you do it let me know.
Now you can relax and enjoy yourself. ;)

Crazy Eights

8 things I am passionate about:

*My relationship with God
*My hubby of course
*Protecting and loving my children
*The reputation of my God
*Loving my church family
*Good creative food
*God's plans for my future
*Knowing The Truth

8 things I want to do before I die:

*Fulfill God's plan for my life
*Loose and maintain my weight
*Travel to the Promised land
*Maybe write a book
*Hold the babies of my happily married children
*Scuba dive with my husband--only because he wants it.
*Sit and talk with my mentor
*Lay hands on someone blind, and have their eyes opened(truly)

8 things I say often:

*My Mom always said..........
*You know what I mean?
*One more email.
*I love you.
*I feel an urgency building........
*God does not make ugly.
*I think God is telling me..........
*If they just knew my heart.


8 books I have recently read:

*The Bible
*Understanding Prophetic People by R.Loren Sandford
*Purifying The Prophetic by R. Loren Sandford--not finished yet
*The Warning by T. Davis Bunn
*On the Holy Spirit by Smith Wigglesworth
*Smith Wigglesworth On Spiritual Gifts
*My Utmost FOr His Highest by Oswald Chambers
*I'm sure there is something else but nothing I have finished.


8 songs(C.D's) I could listen to over and over:

* Todd Agnew--love his earthy voice
*The new Casting Crowns C.D
*A Celtic Women C.D
*The C.D from Beth Moore's study on Abraham
*Keith Green
*Sorry can't think of any others right now
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8 things that attract me to my best friends:

*Tender hearts
*A love for the deep
*loyal
*Real -no fluff
*Not critical
*They take me for what they see
*Are willing to "go there" with me spiritually
*teach me things about life

8 things I have learned in the past year:

*My heart is tender
*I know nothing
*I will not stay to wait for those not interested in moving
*I am stronger than I thought
*That what I have been experiencing was because of the gifting God gave me
*That I am not a fluffy happy person and that is O.K--because I am just weird. :) Tracy will know what that is all about.
*That I can experience a burden so strongly for a brother and sister in Christ that it almost drops me to my knees with its weight
*That I love my husband passionately

ENOUGH?

This morning I found myself needing something. I went outside and in the beautiful cool air of the morning I found myself thinking about what was going on deep inside me. A restlessness has begun to develop in my heart. A desire for something. I put the name to a few things, and of course the Lord would not let me receive what was not true. What I need is the Lord. He is the only thing that will fill this never ending longing in my heart. I admitted that the Spirit was right. I need God. And even in the rough nature of my heart-I called out to Him. And He answered. I came in and turned on my computer to check my emails before getting ready for church. And as the computer was coming up- this is what I heard. The TV was on a pastor sharing his morning message. That Message? Contentment in Christ. My morning devotions by email? Well, I let you see.

Several Ways to Make Yourself Miserable

1. Count your troubles, name them one by one--at the breakfast table, if anybody will listen, or as soon as possible thereafter.
2. Worry every day about something. Don't let yourself get out of practice. It won't add a cubit to your stature but it might burn a few calories.
3. Pity yourself. If you do enough of this, nobody else will have to do it for you.
4. Devise clever but decent ways to serve God and mammon. After all, a man's gotta live.
5. Make it your business to find out what the Joneses are buying this year and where they're going. Try to do them at least one better even if you have to take out another loan to do it.
6. Stay away from absolutes. It's what's right for you that matters. Be your own person and don't allow yourself to get hung up on what others expect of you.
7. Make sure you get your rights. Never mind other people's. You have your life to live, they have theirs.
8. Don't fall into any compassion traps--the sort of situation where people can walk all over you. If you get too involved in other people's troubles, you may neglect your own.
9. Don't let Bible reading and prayer get in the way of what's really relevant--things like TV and newspapers. Invisible things are eternal. You want to stick with the visible ones--they're where it's at now.
   

I know that most of us have heard the above quote. But I found that 6 through nine caught my attention. The next thing that hit me was what often causes me to start wandering from my source of contentment in Christ.

Tested for Abundance
TGIF Today God Is First, by Os Hillman

We went through fire and water, but you brought us to a place of abundance. - Psalm 66:12b

It is nice to hear that God desires to bring us into abundance. In fact, many a preacher has promoted the goodness of the Lord and His ability to prosper His children. Alas, my experience is that this gospel of material abundance has little to do with the gospel of the Kingdom as our Lord works in the realm of the sanctified soul. The passage above tells us that God does in fact bring us into places of abundance. However, upon further study of the entire passage, we learn the route to this abundance.

For you, O God, tested us; You refined us like silver. You brought us into prison and laid burdens on our backs. You let men ride over our heads; we went through fire and water, but You brought us to a place of abundance (Psalm 66:10-12).

God's economy of abundance often has little to do with material blessing. In God's economy, abundance is often measured in wisdom and knowledge of Himself. It is then that we are truly blessed. Wisdom cannot be gained through intellectual pursuits. Wisdom comes only through experience. Real wisdom comes from the kinds of experiences that come only through the deepest tests. Lessons of refinement, including prison accompanied by burdens, lead us through the fire and water. This is the territory that must be traveled to reach that place of abundance. It would seem strange that a loving God would use such means with His children. What we often fail to realize is that God's measuring stick is the character and likeness of Jesus Christ Himself in each of us. This cannot be gained through a life of ease and pleasure. Ease and pleasure fail to refine.

Is God using your workplace to refine you today? Has He placed you in a prison or laid burdens on your back? Take heart if this is the place you find yourself, and realize that if you are faithful through the tests, you will enter a place of abundance that few will ever attain. The darkest hour is just before daybreak.

Often my times of wandering from God, begin while in the refining times. Things get rough and just before daybreak--I give up. What I have been trusting in-the thing that can not be seen with my visual eyes--I often give up on. I decide that, enough is enough. I can not take it anymore. I -feel- that instead of the hard times being for my benefit, they are actually destroying me. We both know that that is not TRUTH. How long does the massive heat of refining last? I am not sure except to say, A lifetime.
So this morning, I am calling out to the one who's hand has been on me all through the refining process. I want to "enter a place of abundance that few will ever attain". Just now Charles Stanley is quoting the verse that says, "I will never leave you or forsake you". Pretty cool huh? I know He will not leave me. But, my heart does cry out-ENOUGH! Daddy God, how much more? And I find the answer He speaks to my heart, "Just a little longer-rest in Me." My answer, HELP ME JESUS!

Thank you for listening. I always strive for honesty on this blog. My relationship with God is black and white in my eyes. It is either in the right or it is wrong. I want to walk in the light. I pray you find that the longing in your heart today is for HIM and being met only by HIM.

I love you guys.

Dear God Write This On My Heart

The brand new pastor and his wife, newly assigned
to their first ministry, to reopen a church
in suburban Brooklyn , arrived in early October
excited about their opportunities When they saw
their church, it was very run down and needed
much work. They set a goal to have everything
done in time to have their first service
on Christmas Eve.
T hey worked hard, repairing pews, plastering walls,
painting, etc, and on December 18
were ahead of schedule and just about finished.
On December 19 a terrible tempest - a driving
rainstorm hit the area and lasted for two days.

O n the 21st, the pastor went over to the church.
His heart sank when he saw that the roof had
leaked, causing a large area of plaster about
20 feet by 8 feet to fall off the front wall of the
sanctuary just behind the pulpit, beginning about
head high.

T he pastor cleaned up the mess on the floor,
and not knowing what else to do but postpone
the Christmas Eve service, headed home.
On the way he noticed that a local business was
having a flea market type sale for charity so he
stopped in. One of the items was a beautiful,
handmade, ivory colored, crocheted tablecloth
with exquisite work, fine colors and a Cross
embroidered right in the center. It was just
the right size to cover up the hole in the front
wall. He bought it and headed back to the church.

By this time it had started to snow. An older
woman running from the opposite direction was
trying to catch the bus.. She missed it. The pastor
invited her to wait in the warm church for
the next bus 45 minutes later.
She sat in a pew and paid no attention to the pastor
while he got a ladder, hangers, etc., to put
up the tablecloth as a wall tapestry. The pastor
could hardly believe how beautiful it looked and
it covered up the entire problem area.

T hen he noticed the woman walking down the center
aisle. Her face was like a sheet.. "Pastor,"
she asked, "where did you get that tablecloth?"
The pastor explained. The woman asked him to check
the lower right corner to see if the initials, EBG were crocheted into
it there. They were. These were the initials of the woman, and she had
made this tablecloth 35 years before, in Austria

The woman could hardly believe it as the pastor
told how he had just gotten the Tablecloth. The
woman explained that before the war she and
her husband were well-to-do people in Austria .
When the Nazis came, she was forced to leave.
Her husband was going to follow her the next week.
He was captured, sent to prison and never saw her
husband or her home again.

T he pastor wanted to give her the tablecloth;
but she made the pastor keep it for the church.
The pastor insisted on driving her home, that
was the least he could do.. She lived on the other
side of Staten Island and was only in Brooklyn
for the day for a housecleaning job.

What a wonderful service they had on Christmas
Eve. The church was almost full. The music and the
spirit were great. At the end of the service, the
pastor and his wife greeted everyone at the door
and many said that they would return.
One older man, whom the pastor recognized
from the neighborhood continued to sit in one of the
pews and stare, and the pastor wondered why he
wasn't leaving.

The man asked him where he got the tablecloth on
the front wall because it was identical to one
that his wife had made years ago when
they lived in Austria before the war and how
could there be two tablecloths so much alike.

H e told the pastor how the Nazis came, how he
forced his wife to flee for her safety and he was
supposed to follow her, but he was arrested and
put in a prison.. He never saw his wife or his home
again all the 35 years in between.

The pastor asked him if he would allow him to
take him for a little ride. They drove to Staten
Island and to the same house where the pastor
had taken the woman three days earlier.

He helped the man climb the three flights of
stairs to the woman's apartment, knocked on
the door and he saw the greatest Christmas
reunion he could ever imagine.
True Story - submitted by Pastor Rob Reid
Who says God does not work in mysterious ways..
I asked the Lord to bless you as I prayed for
you today, to guide you and protect you as you go
along your way. His love is always with you, His
promises are true, and when we give Him all our
cares you know He will see us through.
So when the road you're traveling on seems
difficult at best.. Just remember I'm here
praying and God will do the rest.

Carnival of Beauty

Today if you have the time I would recommend that you go on over to Windows To My Soul and check out the group of people gathered there.
I met Victoria a few weeks back and was drawn in my some of her thoughts.
Last week she told us that she would be hosting a little things called the Carnival Of Beauty.
Each week they ask people to write on a selected subject reflecting Beauty.
This week we wrote on Joy.
If you are think you might be interested in participating next week-go on over and check it out.

I posted by submision on Tuesday-The Beauty of Joy and The Strength It Brings.

Fall Fare

Good morning!
I am going to have to do some running this morning so I am going to do a quick little post. Keith brought me back a fantastic basket made by the sister of the couple he stayed with while in MN.
I checked out her web page yesterday and saw some great baskets.
With Christmas coming up I thought maybe ya'll might want to check them out.
Joanna's Collections

Next, when it gets cool I love to bake.
I live in Louisiana, home of plantation homes and good food.
My kindergarten teachers family (plantation owners) passed down this recipe for Pumpkin bread.
Her name was Mrs Strole



Mrs. Strole's Pumpkin Bread

3c.flour
2c. sugar
1t. salt
1t. soda
3t. cinnamon
1/2 to 1c. chopped pecans
2c. pumpkin(cooked and mashed)
1 1/4c. veg oil
4 eggs, beaten

Sift dry ingredients. Make a well and add liquids. Pour into 2 greased and sugared loaf pans.
Fill 1/2 full. Bake at 350 for one hour.
Freezes well!
I love this to make in small loaves to give to teachers and friends at Christmas.

Thankful Thursday and Friday and...................

Good morning!
There is a little coolness back in the air--thank ya Jesus. That makes me smile in a big way!

I mentioned a few weeks back that I wore braces, and I was looking forward to getting them off.
Yesterday I had an appointment and.........on the 24th--I will be saying
goodbye to the metal mouth!
Yeeehaaaaa! \o/
That is something to get excited about.
Guess it is time to grow up---- no longer will I be able to blend with the tweens. :)
I am also glad that my hubby is back. I give you girls with traveling hubbies a big ole pat on the back. Mine was gone for five days and I really missed him.
That is in itself is something to be able to thank God for.\o/
I love my man.
On Sunday our little church made a major decision to go non denominational.
We had spent over a month in fasting and in prayer about this decision.
The decision was unanimous.
I thank God for the unity of heart in our church.
And I thank Him for how He is going to use this in our community.
We are all about unity of the Body of Christ among those churches who preach the Son of God come in the flesh, Crucified, raised on the third day and sitting at the right hand of our Father.
We love because we were first loved. \o/
Also, I am thankful that God has great plans for us all.
He is not finished with this little project of His. He will not be finished till it is perfect. I thank Him that that takes the pressure off my shoulders. I am not responsible for the changes--just bending my knees to them. \o/
And since so many of you have said you like the \o/ symbol-I want to tell you that Little Red Hearts From God is where I believe I first saw it.
Isn't it great?
Don't forget He is light-- and that light is the LOVE that fills our hearts.
Open the windows of your heart and let the light in.
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!\o/!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

For more thankful hearts go visit our girl Iris over at Sing My Heart.

Why Public Schooling Is Better Than Homeschooling

Don't shoot me yet!
I am with Beth Moore when she says you girls who home school are worth your weight in Gold. I might have a little bit of a problem with number one(half of my education was done in a public school) but I thought the rest made sense.
I thought ya'll could use a little something light.
Seems I must have gotten a little too heavy.
Love you guys. :)

Why Public Schooling Is Better Than Homeschooling ~ Scott Ott

1. Most parents were educated in the underfunded public school system, and so are not smart enough to home-school their own children.

2. Children who receive one-on-one homeschooling will learn more than others, giving them an unfair advantage in the marketplace. This is undemocratic.

3. How can children learn to defend themselves unless they have to fight off bullies on a daily basis?

4. Ridicule from other children is important to the socialization process.

5. Children in public schools can get more practice "Just Saying No" to drugs, cigarettes and alcohol.

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6. Fluorescent lighting may have significant health benefits.

7. Publicly asking permission to go to the bathroom teaches young people their place in society.

8. The fashion industry depends upon the peer pressure that only public schools can generate.

9. Public schools foster cultural literacy, passing on important traditions like the singing of "Jingle Bells, Batman smells, Robin laid an egg..."

10. Homeschooled children may not learn important office career skills,like how to sit still for six hours straight.

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Thank you Karen

2008

The Beauty of Joy and the Strength it Brings

Her little hands held tightly to the edge of the couch as she turned her head to look at the one who was calling her name. Wobbly legs held her as she let go with one hand to turn and look at His smiling face. "Come on, you can do it! Daddy is here. Come on." Those arms outstretched made her tiny heart beat a little faster. She wanted to be with her Daddy. The look on His face made her want to please Him. And at His bidding she forgot all about her fear of falling and she let go of the couch.
Her actions brought joyful laughter to her Daddy's face- she grinned in anticipation as one step at a time she got a little closer to Daddy's arms.

For many parents this is a moment they will never forget. The first steps of their child. The pride that swells in each heart is the same for all parents. It is as if the joy and pride of the parent gives strength to their little one. Strength to step out and do what has never been done before.

There have been many times over the years in my relationship with God that I thought I could never do what He was asking. I would look up and think, God I am not strong enough to do that.
And then I would "see" His smiling face and the feel the joy He took in me as His child- and strength would start to rise. His joy in me became the strength I needed to move on. If Daddy asked me to step out-then He knows that He has already provided the strength.

The Joy of the Lord is my strength!

Nehemiah 8:10
................................. for the joy of the LORD is your strength."

For more information on the weekly Carnival of Beauty please go over to Vitoria's site Windows to My Soul.

Can we talk?

First, if you have not read my last post--this will not make much sense.
If you would like to-please go read.

A few years ago I found that a new and strange desire was quickly growing out of control. That desire? A desire to KNOW God and all that that involved.
I began a journey that would change my life. You can not come into contact with the living Holy God and not be changed. It has been a journey that has been full of incredible events and the deep pain of ridicule and rejection.
Sometimes I have wondered if I knew what this path would be like -if I would have taken that first step. I think I would have.
I read the Bible and saw what happened when people gave their hearts and lives to God.
I don't want just the effects of God--I want God.
And, so, God began to show me where my life was going to need to change.
I have not always gotten things right the first time. And there are other truths that God has shown me that I have not "gotten" yet.
But the word is clear---you can not live in the way this world and be privy to the deep glorious things of God.
He has drawn the line. He says, it is my way......PERIOD.
Sunday at church we talked about the fact that unless the Holy Spirit brings about the changes in us--they will not last when times get hard.
I can not tell you where God has drawn the line for me and expect you to act on my convictions and have it last when times get rough.
Those convictions are Biblical-but you have to see them and give your heart to them as truth.

So I will share this.
I LOVE movies. I could go and sit in one movie after the other.
When God began to draw the line for me it was a pretty sudden thing. While sitting in a movie one day God said, You have to choose, I can have no part with darkness.
I felt His presence leave. I was so torn. I wanted Him and I wanted "this world".
From that point on I have stood and I have fallen.
On weekends I used to go to the video store and pick up whatever was new without really looking at the content.
Now I read the back. I have to say, it is not often that I am able to take something home.
So, God dealt with the movie area first and then TV.
This is the verse God used in my heart.
Whatsoever things are pure, lovely of good report.....think on these things.
Each time I chose not to follow His leading it was like the clear window I was looking through got a little dirty. The longer I stayed in filth the dirtier the window got. Until finally I found it hard to see God. Basically He said, It is my way or nothing.

I see things in black and white. It is right or it is wrong.
And so my burden has been for the body of Christ to see where Satan has tricked and blinded us. You see if our hands are dirty--we can not be carriers of Gods glory. How cool for Satan.
How horrible for the BODY OF CHRIST.
Kind of like a flashlight with no batteries. In the ever growing darkness--this world needs a light.
Can you even imagine the fact that in the OT when the children walked away from God that they got to such a point that they actually allowed false gods to be brought into the temple- to be worshiped right along side GOD. I am afraid we have too.
We are the temple.

And so we get to yesterdays post. God speaks to me in pictures sometimes.
This was a picture God gave me.
It did not happen at my church. I am afraid we are not so much into the technical. As God was giving this picture to me--it it me hard. It was like I was there. Maybe that is why some thought it happened at my church.
I would hope that there would be pastors who would be willing to do this.
We need a visual of the Bible truths.
I ask that you listen with your spirit. I ask that you pray about what you are allowing Satan to dump into the eye door of your temple.
We have got to stand on the side of God--or we will fall.
Now I will step off the soap box. :)
What I have said was said in love. I do love you guys. You are my sisters.
We are on the same team and I hurt for the body.
God's heart hurts too. He is jealous for His people.
HE want them back-body,soul and spirit.
HE WILL SETTLE FOR NOTHING LESS.

Visual Lesson

That morning as they arrived at church word drifted from person to person that the service would be a little different today. The children were taken to their own Sunday morning service and the adults wandered back greeting friends and guests along the way.
People wondered if there was to be a guest speaker, but when they saw the huge screen in front of the sanctuary they knew there would be some type of video presentation.
They were not really surprised since their church had begun to step out a little in the way things were being done on Sunday morning.
Settling back into their seats, they began to get their hearts and minds ready to hear the morning message. The room was cool and peacefully decorated-a nice change from the stressful world outside.
The music leader and the band began the service with a time of worship. People stood and sang, many lifting their hands to the Lord. As they sang the words, change our hearts oh God, many felt the atmosphere in the room begin to change. It felt good to them.
The pastor approached the pulpit and opened the rest of the service in prayer:

Dear God I ask you this morning to open our eyes and our hearts. I ask that you boldly show us the areas in our lives where the desires of our hearts and minds do not line up with Yours. God show us what you mean when You tell us that we are to come apart and be separate. We are to carry your light to the world--show us where we have been covering the light. Show us what we have allowed that is stopping the light from getting to our inner man. Shake us Lord. Draw the line. And then, I ask you this morning to show us which side of the line we are standing on. Give us the desire and the power to stand with You on Your side of the line.

After he finished praying- he gave a nod to the sound and video and left the podium to sit in the front row with his wife. People looked at each other in confusion. The pastor had not even explained to them what the service was about and he had not introduced the video presentation. A vague feeling of uneasiness filled the air. They were not sure they liked feeling that way- especially in church.
When the music started before the video, some began to realize that the music was familiar. One woman leaned over to her husband and exclaimed, "That is the theme music to the program I watch on Monday night while you are watching football". The screen lit up and many people could be heard saying, "this is my program, I love this". They were a little surprised that their pastor was using it for a demo-but how cool. Then the couple on the screen began to kiss. Remembering where this scene ended up, several began to squirm in their seats. Surely the pastor knew what was coming and that this was totally unacceptable to be viewing in church. But, when the video did not stop, you could hear the audible gasp as the couple began to remove one another's clothing. The screen went black but the sound continued. In the black of the sanctuary you could feel the tension growing as the sounds of moans and groans continued over the sound system. People were mortified and regretted admitting that they were fans of the two unmarried lovers.
The screen came to light once again- this time with a different scene. Again many knew the faces on the screen. Faces that graced their TVs each week. This time a detective looked over the mutilated body of a small child who had been raped and then killed by a serial killer. People in the room felt the vile filth on the screen like never before. They wanted it to go away. People felt sick.
Then once again they felt relief as the familiar figures were removed from their sight. More scenes followed. Comedies about gays and lesbians. Characters joking and using Gods name in vain. For fifteen minutes they watched, and then the screen went white. Not one person moved or spoke.

And then across the screen words began to flow.

YOU ARE MY PEOPLE-CALLED BY MY NAME.
I HAVE CALLED YOU TO COME OUT FROM AMONG THEM AND BE SEPARATE.
YOU ARE TO BE THE LIGHT OF THE WORLD.
WHO AMONG YOU WOULD PAY A GOOD PRICE FOR A LIGHT
AND THEN ALLOW IT TO BE BURIED UNDER A PILE OF TRASH?
I WANT MY PEOPLE BACK!
CHOOSE YOU THIS DAY WHO YOU WILL SERVE.
IF YOU EXPECT TO CARRY MY GLORY--YOUR HANDS MUST BE CLEAN.
CLEAN YOUR HANDS AND PURIFY YOUR HEARTS.
THEN YOU WILL SEE THE GLORY OF THE LORD.
YOU MAY NOT SERVE ME AND SATAN

Luke 11:33-35

33No one after lighting a lamp puts it in a cellar or crypt or under a bushel measure, but on a lampstand, that those who are coming in may see the light.

34Your eye is the lamp of your body; when your eye (^[a]your conscience) is sound and fulfilling its office, your whole body is full of light; but when it is not sound and is not fulfilling its office, your body is full of darkness.

35Be careful, therefore, that the light that is in you is not darkness.

Weeping could be heard all over the sanctuary.
The pastor moved to the front and said, the altar is open.
Revival began that day in the hearts of Gods people.

Love?

For several years my verse was the verse that says, Love the Lord your God with all your heart, soul, mind and strength.
I so wanted to do this.
God began to give me the desire of my heart.
Did it come instantly in an overwhelming love for Him?
Nope.
Did I realize what He was doing at the time?
Nope.

For our 15th wedding anniversary we planned a trip with some friends. It was a trip to St Marten. This had for so long been a dream of mine.
I lost some weight and bought some new clothes.
I was feeling good about myself on the outside and I was looking forward to a romantic trip. We got there and it was indeed beautiful. The place where we stayed was great--right on the beach.
We rented a jeep--another dream of mine-- and we set out to see the island.
I kept trying to drum up the feelings I thought I should have been having. Like those commercials you see in magazines or on T.V. Don't they look all dreamy and ecstatic?
I kept waiting for that feeling to hit me-but I felt a little numb. We had a good time- don't get me wrong. But, I almost felt as if I was living out someone else's trip. Kind of like when someone goes some where and they pull out the photo albums and expect you to have as great a time looking at their pictures as they had on the trip.
And then there was the time with Keith. Keith and I were still growing at this time.
We got along fine but we were still struggling with the emotional intimacy and trust.
So we have some good memories of this trip but I don't look back on it with a longing to return.
Sounds like I had a problem doesn't it?
Then there were other things that happened that did not live up to expectations.
Getting a pair of diamond stud earrings.
I did not grow up in money and we had struggled in our marriage for years financially.
Mater of fact the more that my wish list got filled--the more dissatisfied I became.
Getting a new vehicle- didn't do it for me.
Even going to Christian events that I had really been looking forward to left me feeling empty.

During this time something else was changing.
I was beginning to see something else that I wanted. Something that when I was near it-- I quickly became addicted to it. I needed more and I wanted more.
I became a little consumed by it.
What was the it?
It was God.
My relationship with Him started to change. He began to reveal Himself to me.
It became personal, deeply personal.
I shared with Him who I really was. As people are fond of saying--warts and all. And the amazing thing-He loved me still. Deep acceptance grew. Trust grew.
I was complete. I now had what I needed.

I began to like myself and accept myself. It did not come all at one time. Things would change and I would look back and say, Wow, I reacted to that differently. Or thank you God, that did not hurt as bad. As I became aware that I had allowed God to become my protector- I began to feel a safety I had never really felt.
Now that I felt safe in God hands, I could begin to feel safe with others. They could no longer have any power over me that God did not give them.
Safe at last.
This safety allowed me to open myself to my husband.
How he made it through years of marriage with a wife who could not fully give herself to him emotionally--I don't know. Even now just thinking about that makes my heart tender towards him. He was not perfect. He had some growing to do. It takes a lot to love anyone like Christ loves the church. Those are some big shoes to fill.
I am not the same person he married. He did not marry a whole person.
It takes two whole people to fully unit and make one.
We are now part of one body. Our minds are even starting to think alike.
He truly cares when I hurt. That sounds trite. But for years I begged him to see me, to want me.
Not physically want me, but the real me on the inside.
It hurt like nothing I could describe. Like I was have my emotion guts ripped out.
Being rejected by the one who was supposed to love me hurt like nothing else.
I know some of you out there know what I mean.
I am sorry. I would wrap my arms around you if I could. You are not alone.
I love you and so does my God.
I think back over those years of wanting and searching and they no longer hurt.
I now know that my eternal husband was saving me for Himself.
He was not going to allow me to give myself to anything or anyone before I had first given myself to HIM. He was not going to let me loose my heart to something that could be taken away before I realized He was holding out something that would be mine for eternity.
How I love Him.
I pray you know that love.
I pray that you understand that no matter how fantastic your life is--it is nothing compared to what it will be when you learn to love HIM with all your mind, heart, soul and strength.
He already loves you that way.
When the two of you become one--I promise that love will change the rest of your world.

Am I getting joy from the things in my life now?
YOU HAD BETTER BELIEVE IT!

Friends

A friend is
someone to whom you can
pour out your heart,
both the chaff
and the wheat
knowing that a tender hand will take it and gently sift it,
keeping that which is good,
and with one well-meaning breath
blow the rest away.

Anonymous

What day is it?

I don't know about ya'll but I am not sure where this week went. It's Friday right?
Seems like it just flew by. Things have been very busy and I think I am looking forward to the weekend. Hubby will be enjoying some time away so I will be holding down the roost for a few days. That also makes things a tad more relaxed. Not that Keith stresses about the house at all--that is me. But right now I am not going to stress, I just want to chat.
Yesterday, I was out of pocket most of the day. Keith and I took a trip to Jackson-three hours away--to Bass Pro Shop. He is a hunting man and he was in need of some supplies. Can you tell he was excited? So we got a sitter and spent the day together. It was really sweet. I am finding that my husband has some cool thoughts going on in his head. Maybe my deep thinking is rubbing off on him?
We have not always been big talkers-- between us--but I think that is changing. God is good.

One of the subjects we talked about was the Garden of Eden.
Now, I know this is a non important subject but my mind likes to go there.
Do you think the garden of Eden is still there? If so, are there still animals in Eden?
And if it is still there--what happened to it during the flood?
Keith said maybe the angels guarding the gate with the flaming sword were the first scuba divers. Ha! That from a scuba diver!
Bottom line--is the tree of life still there?
We also had some cool discussion on the way home about the sky and the sun going down.
Keith talked about the higher clouds and how they were still reflecting the sun because they had risen far about the obstruction of the earth. How like those clouds we are. The SON is always shinning and if we are floating high above this worlds desires and pulls- then we will reflect His glory. Those who choose to be of this world will find that they are unable to reflect His light.
In this atmosphere but not of this world. :)So we had some neat discussion and some great barbecue.
The guys all got something yesterday, but not the girls.
But, our time will come!

Here is a a peice of my email devotional this morning-- I thought it was pretty good.
I could soooooo identify with the man.

Confrontation With God
TGIF Today God Is First, by Os Hillman

They will be called oaks of righteousness, a planting of the Lord for the display of His splendor. - Isaiah 61:3b

"God, is this the way You treat someone who is faithful to You?" I yelled out loud on the top of the wooded hill where no one but God could hear me. "I have waited and waited and now this! I hate You, God! I have had enough!" Those were my words that day as I wrestled with news of an event that devastated me to the point where I broke down weeping.

As I sat there among the trees deciding what else I could say to God, I was speechless. I was angry. I was confused. I wondered if He even existed. If He did, I felt like He really didn't honor my faith and obedience. I sat for hours wrestling internally with my feelings.

Finally, without answers and sensing that God wasn't answering me, I turned to leave. I had been sitting on an old oak tree that was broken at the base. The tree pointed toward the base of another huge oak tree. Finally, a still quiet voice inside said, "Today, like this broken oak tree you are sitting on, you are a broken man. But this brokenness was needed in order for you to become this large oak tree you see.".

I think-no, I know, it is important to be honest with God. He already knows.
Kind of like those times you are angry or upset with someone and they say, "Is something wrong?" And, we stoically reply, "Nooooo, everything is fine".
Liar , Liar pants on fire! Nothing is ever solved by denial. But we sometimes think if we just forget about it it will go away. It does not. It really just becomes other peoples problems.

God can deal with anything we throw at Him--anything but lies.
I have always felt better when I put it all on the table and God and I dealt with it.
Then God gives new perspective and new energy to walk in the way that is right.
I love Him!

Thankful Thursday

Yes, it is here again!
I really have so many things that I could be thankful for on this day--but I shall endeavor to contain myself.

Here goes;
\o/--I am thankful for my husband. He really showed me last week how to love a wife as Christ loved the church. I am thankful that God gave us both the strength to wait for the other to grow spiritually. I would have missed out on so much. He would have too. ;)

\o/--I am thankful for friends who see things in me that I hope are there-- but I do not yet see.
They have been my vision during this "blind" time.

\o/--I thank God for a book that has begun to change my way of thinking. My pastor saw my excitement when I started to tell him about a book that had changed me--and His response, "Is it the Bible?". Well, that is a fantastic source to use for change but this time God used another book to open my eyes. The book is, Understanding Prophetic People. Has anybody read this?
It explained a lot to me.

\o/--I am thankful that my hubby is going to get to go to his college reunion. It has been over 20 years since he has seen some of these guys. Can any one say--push-ups? :)
I hope they approve of His hard work--I sure do. ;)
Love ya baby!

\o/--I am thankful that even when I can not see God moving--HE IS!


For more ladies expressing their thankful hearts go on over and see Iris at Sting My Heart.
Have a fantastic day in the LORD.

It's like Christmas!

It seems to be time to pass out awards.

If you have not gotten one --you are getting ready to get one NOW.

I think these awards are fun and something sweet we can give to each other.
We won't give them too much honor--
because we all know that we would rather be storing up those awards in Heaven.
But, I don't think God apposes us giving each other a little pat.
So let's have some fun.
This award came to me from all the way over on the other side of the world. Pretty cool.
It came from my tomorrow girl. Better known as Karen from Karen's Ramblings. She does not even know how many times her sweet comments and insights have brought a smile to my heart. Love ya girl.
There have been many times when the weight of the world seems to have been camping out on my shoulders. Something that happens quite often for those of us who think too much. It is at those times that all of your sweet words have lifted my spirit.
So this first award will go to all my girls.
Yes, even those of you who are newbies. :)
And yes, I am even going to give this to those of ya'll who read and do not comment. Why? Because I know you are out there and it makes me feel good to know that you gave a few minutes of your busy day to read what came out of my heart and sometimes just my brain.
You are sweet!
There is not a lot of info on this award---- so I will just tell you to grab the picture and pass it on.
If you grab this award--PLEASE, leave a HELLO.
Thank YOU--it will be fun to see all you lurkers.

This next award is a tad more serious in nature.
I do not pass this one out-- without thought.
It is,
The Mathetes AwardHere is a little info from the main site

Mathetes is the Greek word for disciple, and the role of the disciple (per the Great Commission) it to make more disciples. I'd like to take the opportunity to award five other bloggers with this award and badge for acting in the role of a disciple of Christ. These five all share the message in their own creative ways, and I admire them all for what they do.

In the spirit of this award, the rules are simple. Winners of this award must pick five other "disciples" to pass it on to. As you pass it on, I just ask that you mention and provide links for (1)this post as the originator of the award (Dan King of management by God), (2) the person that awarded it to you, and then (3) name and sites of the five that you believe are fulfilling the role of a disciple of Christ..

We are all called to be disciples once we come to know Christ as our LORD.
But, there are some blogs that hit me in my spiritual gut. Hope that does not sound silly.
Some are starting out and some have been walking with and for Him for a while.
No one really knows who we truly are but our Father.
So, I hand these out for what I see in blogdom.
I thank you for being a word from our Father in my life.

I can only pick 5, so here goes.......

Iris from Sting My Heart
Holly From CrownLaidDown
And if she won't take it and even if she does :) --- My girl Nicki of Three Girly Girlz
Karen from Karen's Ramblings
Ann from Holy Experience
Connie from Little Red Hearts From God

Sorry, don't like limits.
Thank you girls.

Signs

Lately, it seems as if there have been many STOP signs from God.
No, you can not go there. No, you can not build here. No, you can not plug that well.
No, you can not go see Beth Moore.
No, not yet!
And like the bull that is driven crazy by the color red--I have at times become very aggravated.
Yes, angry, depressed and put upon also.

I noticed this sign Sunday.
I could not get a straight on picture because I was driving. But, after I stopped and pulled up a little to see what was coming from the left around the corner and then turned to check the right- I noticed a different picture.
Then of course I had to back up so that I could take a picture. :)

How the front represents my life at the moment. I feel as if I have come to a complete stop in many areas of my life. But we all know if we linger to long at a stop sign someone behind us will be only too nice to let us know we have lingered too long. And so we must move or be pushed out of the way. I wish someone would push me out of the way right now--at least I would see some movement somewhere in my life. ;)

If I had not had to stop and look I would have missed the back side of the sign.
The back side of the stop sign was filled with the growth of a vine with tiny little red flowers.
It was beautiful. If in the aggravation of the delay I had let emotion override me I would have missed the picture.
And as I look back over the last few months I know I have missed some beautiful things.
All caught up in the stops--how many things of beauty did I miss?
How many words from God spoken through another?
How many lessons in God's word did I miss because in my flesh I just did not feel like reading?

Thank you for your patience God.
Thank you for providing signs of your love along the way.
Thank you for slowing me down so that I don't miss the small beautiful things of you.

You know what is in this hard head of mine. You know what must be done to get my attention.
Please do it.
Just please, could we get going soon?
From,
bended knee

Learnig to meditate

For awhile now God has been asking me to come out and listen.
It was cool and the draw was strong--so I got my coffee and went out to meet with God.
Now if I could have just taken my heart and spirit outside and left my mind inside-things would have gone so much smoother. Meditating on God with a quiet spirit is not an easy thing for me.

The sky was a brilliant blue. The dark richness of our almost always green trees making a great frame for the blue sky. I could not help but wonder if I would have noticed the sky if not for the trees. My thoughts wandered here and there and I had to remind it that we were out there to listen. It always has something going-- when it should be being quiet and listening.
It evaluated the red shoes that were not the best choice for size 91/2 feet.

When I finally corralled my thoughts again I began to ponder the similarities between the sky and God and the green of the trees and us.
There are many times I miss the many ways the glory of God can show up:
Leaves in the fall. (Harder to miss if you live in the South)
How about the sweet face of a new born baby?
Or the chill in the morning air in the fall?
Or the smell of leaves burning as you enjoy a cup of hot apple cider?
(BTW-in my part of the woods, this a non alcoholic beverage)
These things fill up my heart and then it naturally overflows in praise.

So-- green leaves do not naturally draw praise for God from my soul.
And, I might notice a blue sky but it might not bring about an overflow.
But let one frame the other--and you have just caught the attention of my spirit.
I thought about how our eyes need to be caught in this over stimulated world.
Could it be that God put us in our little worlds to act as a stimulus?
When I am growing richly in the word of God and His love I draw attention to what most people might miss--God. I am in a way --His frame. That is a scary thought.
I can cause the picture of God to pop and for people to step back and say, "How incredible is that". Or I can live a sin tarnished life and when people see me they don't even notice the brilliance of God behind my dull exterior.
I want God to be able to shine forth like the light He is.

I think I heard God this morning through His creation.
I think I am going to enjoy this meditating thing.
No Ommmmmm's for me--just quiet.
:)

Fabulous dahlin!

That is sparkling cider in the glasses-btw. :)

Denise from Shortybears Place gave me a sweet award. Thank you very much!
Remember the verse that says that, God makes all things beautiful in His time? I figure He must be at work, because He is the one who deserves the FABULOUS AWARD. That He knew that what was under the rough exterior that was ME, was something worth working on --proves He is God.
I am glad He is not finished yet!

This award was designed by Mike At Ordinary Folk and was originally offered by Christy of Totally Fabulous. She says the award is for “bloggers who are fun, cool, and of course Totally Fabulous!”. I wish to pass it along to:

Now, I get to pass it on. If I had a blogroll--which I don't, because people know if I frequent their sites--I would nominate everyone on that roll. But, how about I do this.
If you see your name listed below.....
I think you are FAAAAAA-BUU-LOUS dahlin!
Did you catch that drawl?
Here goes--and no it is not going to be in any certain order.
And I know that there are some of you out there that would prefer not to post these on your blog because you want to give God all the glory--I understand. But, I can still add your name to my list so that you know I was thinking about you. ;)

Shore Stories
Dee-girl you know you are FABULOUS already!
Sting My Heart
Soul Reflections
Sunny Susan
From The Vicarage Kitchen
Thus Far The Lord Has Helped Me
Razors Edge Of Insanity
CrownLaidDown
Life Is Not A Cereal
Praise and Coffe
To Know Him
Still His Girl
Little Red Hearts From God
Karen's Ramblings
Three Girls Glitz
Deborah
MelanieJoy
Just Me AmyKate
Our Happy Happenings
Just A Girl
Wholly Devoted
I'm In Another Place In Him
Ally's Antics
Lifetime Intimate Portrait:Deanna Shrodes
Holy Experience
Jesus, Let Me Call You Sweetheart

Ya'll are all FABULOUS because my God only makes fabulous things!
Can I get an Amen?
Go ahead--say, I'm fa-bu-lous dahlin!
That is TRUTH!
If you are one of my girls and you are not listed..................PLEEEEASE
forgive me. You know I am a year older............. and well, you know. :)

Thank you God

I would so like to thank God for this past weekend. It was a much needed time. I so enjoyed my time with my friend Tracy. God has taught us so much through our relationship. We have laughed together and cried together. We have been on trips searching for things of God that would blow us out of the box. And we found them. I have prayed for her as if my life depended on it. She went through a good 5 years where she walked away from the Lord. Hurts that were so deep that because she did not take them to the Lord they turned into a deep rooted seed of bitterness. She is back serving the Lord and my heart is blessed by the fact that I KNOW God is listening to our prayers.
We left Friday and went over to the coast. We spent some time shopping and then ate some great Mexican food. We talked non stop. She had bought me a book for my birthday on Prophetic gifting. It is incredible. And if anyone thinks they may have this gift--this book is a must read. I can not explain how it filled my heart to hear my life laid out before me as this author recounted his life. Thank you God and Tracy. It was planned by God--even the way the book got to me was miraculous.
We finished up Saturday with a late breakfast at Cracker Barrel and some more shopping and of course TALKING. My mouth is still sore(from my braces)from all the talking.
After I dropped her off at her Dads house-I headed for the country to meet with my hubby. We went to dinner and then spent the night at the farm. We have our camper set up there ready for hunting season. It was a beautiful time and that is all I am going to say about that. ;)
Sunday we headed to church. It was a good service. Many people gave testimonies of God's goodness and answered prayer. The services ended about 1:00 and we headed over to Lauree and Robert's house to witness his baptism and his step-sons.

It was a beautiful day as you can see below.

As people gathered I took the opportunity to snap some pictures. That is my hubby in the green. He is talking to a woman across from him. Her husband is in the hospital right now. Over a month ago the doctors gave her husband of a year-three days to live after a massive stroke. Our church family began to visit and pray for his healing. Today he is off the ventilator and with help is standing up and communicating. Linda, correct me if I am wrong on any of those details.
Our God is alive! He is still working through those who believe!

This is Lauree. She would shoot me if she saw this picture. She does not like side pictures. She had just finished handing out song sheets. If I didn't mention the baptism is happening in their pool. We started with singing, We Are Standing On Holy Ground. I wish you could have felt the Spirit in the air.
Next Tim had to take a little opportunity to share the TRUTH. There were unsaved present.

And then it was time to get into the pool. Tim wanted to know what had happened to the heating system.
Robert's step son was baptized first, then Robert. Robert was baptized years ago after he accepted God. This was a statement to us, himself and satan that that old life was over and dead.
Bye, bye old life and its ways!
Can you see it on his face? The joy and peace? It was a beautiful moment. Someone mentioned how the sun had been behind the clouds and when Robert came up out of the water it came out bright and strong. It was a blessed moment.
After the baptism we all sang, Amazing Grace. It was a massive victory for the LORD.

Precious moments! It was a great end to a great week. Thank you God!
And that does it for my weekend wrap up. Thank you guys again!

He doesn't act like that, does He?

I got this this morning in my email. It was right up my alley at this time in my life. There is a door that has been opened just a crack. And the colors and music that are coming out, are the most amazing things I have ever seen or heard. From the darkened room, that I have sat in for years, I find this new wonder draws me in ways I don't always understand. Sometimes fear keeps me from going to the door and throwing it wide open. One day it will be opened all the way. Until then I will try and not limit what lies on the other side because of my limited sight. Let's not put Him in a box.

Changing Our Paradigm of Experience

TGIF Today God Is First, by Os Hillman

So Moses thought, "I will go over and see this strange sight-why the bush does not burn up." - Exodus 3:3

Have you ever heard someone say, "God doesn't work that way? He would never do that." Well, there are times when God chooses to confound the foolish in order to change our paradigm of experience. Moses had never seen a bush that burned but did not burn up. It got his attention and it drew him to God.

When Jesus appeared on the water in the middle of the night during a storm, the disciples exclaimed, "It's a ghost!" They had never seen a man walk on water. This led to a great miracle--Peter walked on the water, too. When Jesus asked Peter to catch a fish and get the coin from its mouth to pay their taxes, you can imagine what Peter must have thought about those instructions. When Moses got to the Red Sea, he ran out of options. God had an unexpected solution to the Israelites' problem--He parted the Red Sea to demonstrate His power and allow the people of Israel to cross over to flee the Egyptian army.

Each of these new paradigms was a stepping-stone of an encounter with God so that the individual would experience God in a new way. God used these times to enforce the principle that His ways are not our ways. Whenever we try to predict that God will act in a certain way, He changes the paradigm to keep us from becoming our own little gods.

Have you ever been guilty of judging someone for an experience they've had that you've never had? Did you dismiss it as extreme or something not of God? God is in the business of changing our paradigm from no personal experiences to God-experiences. However, if you operate on a level of rigid logic, you may never have the privilege of having the God-experiences. Keep your heart free to experience new paradigms with God today.