Now if you know me you know that I can’t leave it alone. I’ll think about it, pick at it, talk about it and eventually blog about it.
I’ve been perusing Jared’s book lately. I’m not too far into it but I do see an opinion that I disagree with. It’s nothing personal he’s a good writer and preacher and I am far from qualified to disagree out loud but you know how I am.
Genesis 22 (New International Version)
Abraham Tested
1 Some time later God tested Abraham. He said to him, "Abraham!" "Here I am," he replied.
2 Then God said, "Take your son, your only son, Isaac, whom you love, and go to the region of Moriah. Sacrifice him there as a burnt offering on one of the mountains I will tell you about."
3 Early the next morning Abraham got up and saddled his donkey. He took with him two of his servants and his son Isaac. When he had cut enough wood for the burnt offering, he set out for the place God had told him about.
4 On the third day Abraham looked up and saw the place in the distance.
5 He said to his servants, "Stay here with the donkey while I and the boy go over there. We will worship and then we will come back to you."
6 Abraham took the wood for the burnt offering and placed it on his son Isaac, and he himself carried the fire and the knife. As the two of them went on together,
7 Isaac spoke up and said to his father Abraham, "Father?" "Yes, my son?" Abraham replied. "The fire and wood are here," Isaac said, "but where is the lamb for the burnt offering?"
8 Abraham answered, "God himself will provide the lamb for the burnt offering, my son." And the two of them went on together.
9 When they reached the place God had told him about, Abraham built an altar there and arranged the wood on it. He bound his son Isaac and laid him on the altar, on top of the wood.
10 Then he reached out his hand and took the knife to slay his son.
11 But the angel of the LORD called out to him from heaven, "Abraham! Abraham!" "Here I am," he replied.
12 "Do not lay a hand on the boy," he said. "Do not do anything to him. Now I know that you fear God, because you have not withheld from me your son, your only son."
13 Abraham looked up and there in a thicket he saw a ram caught by its horns. He went over and took the ram and sacrificed it as a burnt offering instead of his son.
14 So Abraham called that place The LORD Will Provide. And to this day it is said, "On the mountain of the LORD it will be provided."
15 The angel of the LORD called to Abraham from heaven a second time
16 and said, "I swear by myself, declares the LORD, that because you have done this and have not withheld your son, your only son,
17 I will surely bless you and make your descendants as numerous as the stars in the sky and as the sand on the seashore. Your descendants will take possession of the cities of their enemies,
18 and through your offspring all nations on earth will be blessed, because you have obeyed me."
19 Then Abraham returned to his servants, and they set off together for Beersheba. And Abraham stayed in Beersheba
Some time later God tested Abraham. He said to him, "Abraham!"
God doesn’t test us because He wants to know how we are going to react. Think about it do you really think that God is sitting up there wondering how we will react. Can you picture it? God leaning over to Jesus saying “Dude wanta make a bet that that he runs away?” I don’t think so. I think that HE knows us and He knows the beginning and the end. He tests us so we will know how we will react. So that we can handle life and death. He tests us so that we know how to obey
2 Then God said, "Take your son, your only son, Isaac, whom you love, and go to the region of Moriah. Sacrifice him there as a burnt offering on one of the mountains I will tell you about."
WOW!!!!!!WHOM YOU LOVE!!!!!!!
Jared and I agree on this one I won’t kill my kid. Guess who knows that? God knows!
3 Early the next morning Abraham got up and saddled his donkey.
Think on this EARLY. Why tell us what time of the day? I think if I had to do something that hard I’d not sleep the night before and I’d need to get up early so that my courage wouldn’t sink. I don't know about you but I tend to put things off the longer I think about it.
He took with him two of his servants and his son Isaac. When he had cut enough wood for the burnt offering, he set out for the place God had told him about. 4 On the third day Abraham looked up and saw the place in the distance.
ON THE THIRD DAY! What a long and difficult journey. Take a moment and think about it. Twice my son had to go into the operating room and with every tick of the clock my heart hurt. I didn’t exhale until his wonderful face was in front of me.
He said to his servants, "Stay here with the donkey while I and the boy go over there. We will worship and then we will come back to you."
I’m sure he didn’t want to say something like “Hey guys I’m going to kill my son up there so hang tight.” The men might have jumped in and tried to stop that crazy man.
6 Abraham took the wood for the burnt offering and placed it on his son Isaac, and he himself carried the fire and the knife. As the two of them went on together, 7 Isaac spoke up and said to his father Abraham, "Father?" "Yes, my son?" Abraham replied. "The fire and wood are here," Isaac said, "but where is the lamb for the burnt offering?"
I don’t know if God had prepared Isaac but I do think that he wasn’t afraid at that moment.
8 Abraham answered, "God himself will provide the lamb for the burnt offering, my son." And the two of them went on together.
See they went together. Abraham didn't grab him up and drag the boy.
9 When they reached the place God had told him about, Abraham built an altar there and arranged the wood on it. He bound his son Isaac and laid him on the altar, on top of the wood.
Okay now think about this one. Have you ever tried to get your kid in a wrestling hold? Not too easy is it? Isaac didn’t put up a fight because Isaac would have won the fight. Isaac knew that it was from God.
Then he reached out his hand and took the knife to slay his son.
The knife is in his hand and he is ready to kill his son.
. 11 But the angel of the LORD called out to him from heaven, "Abraham! Abraham!" "Here I am," he replied.
Have you ever been told or thought that someone you love is going to die then you hear that they are cancer free or the heart attack wasn’t fatal. Now think of it at your hand. What a release of air Abraham must have let out.Think on this Isaac thought that the father he loved was going to kill him. He didn't struggle or cry out to God he too had faith in God. He knew that God would take him home to be with Him.
12 "Do not lay a hand on the boy," he said. "Do not do anything to him. Now I know that you fear God, because you have not withheld from me your son, your only son."
13 Abraham looked up and there in a thicket he saw a ram caught by its horns. He went over and took the ram and sacrificed it as a burnt offering instead of his son. 14 So Abraham called that place The LORD Will Provide. And to this day it is said, "On the mountain of the LORD it will be provided."
Abraham sacrificed his son that day.
He took him to the altar.
He bound him.
He readied the fire.
He raised the knife.
In his heart he killed his son to obey God.
Amazing . . .
and. . .
. . . .. . . frightening.
And have not withheld your son, your only son.
Just as God didn’t withhold His Son His only Son that day on the cross.
What a powerful and amazing story of obedience and love.
"The glory of friendship is not the outstretched hand, nor the kindly smile nor the joy of companionship; it is the spiritual inspiration that comes to one when he discovers that someone else believes in him and is willing to trust him." ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
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Thursday, September 24, 2009
Thursday, July 30, 2009
My sis and me
Here I am sitting in the hospital watching my big sis sleep.
It seems like a dream one really bad dream.
I thought I’d tell you a bit about her.
Memz is a single woman who worked hard to get where she is, but that’s only a small part of who she is.
Let’s start with something from childhood.
Thanks Jason for the reminder of those little moments.
We grew up sharing a room.
At night we’d play that game. If you shared a room you know the one. Ours went like this.
You turn off the light.
No you turn off the light
You were the last one in bed you turn it off
You’re closer, you turn it off
I’m asleep. (Fake snoring noises)
I’m asleep first (Fake snoring noises louder)
You are faking it
You are faking it
Am not
Are so
You are
Dad’s voice GIRLS!!!!!
Giggles
GIRLS!!!!
Shhhh turn off the light
You turn off the light
You turn off the light.
No you turn off the light
You were the last one in bed you turn it off
You’re closer, you turn it off
I’m asleep. (Fake snoring noises)
I’m asleep first (Fake snoring noises louder)
You are faking it
You are faking it
Am not
Are so
You are
THUMP THUMP THUMP Dad’s footsteps
(Whispers) Now you’ve done it
(Whispers) Not me you
Door is opened man with disapproving look turns off the light.
Girls giggle because they know that daddy loves them and smiled as he walked away.
I’m praying that the light stays on for years to come.
It seems like a dream one really bad dream.
I thought I’d tell you a bit about her.
Memz is a single woman who worked hard to get where she is, but that’s only a small part of who she is.
Let’s start with something from childhood.
Thanks Jason for the reminder of those little moments.
We grew up sharing a room.
At night we’d play that game. If you shared a room you know the one. Ours went like this.
You turn off the light.
No you turn off the light
You were the last one in bed you turn it off
You’re closer, you turn it off
I’m asleep. (Fake snoring noises)
I’m asleep first (Fake snoring noises louder)
You are faking it
You are faking it
Am not
Are so
You are
Dad’s voice GIRLS!!!!!
Giggles
GIRLS!!!!
Shhhh turn off the light
You turn off the light
You turn off the light.
No you turn off the light
You were the last one in bed you turn it off
You’re closer, you turn it off
I’m asleep. (Fake snoring noises)
I’m asleep first (Fake snoring noises louder)
You are faking it
You are faking it
Am not
Are so
You are
THUMP THUMP THUMP Dad’s footsteps
(Whispers) Now you’ve done it
(Whispers) Not me you
Door is opened man with disapproving look turns off the light.
Girls giggle because they know that daddy loves them and smiled as he walked away.
I’m praying that the light stays on for years to come.
Tuesday, September 09, 2008
Freefall with God!
Last Sunday the minister at my church preached about the sermon on the mount and I’ll think about posting my thoughts on that later. He started with Matthew 4. These words stuck firmly in my head at once and immediately. Read these passages
NIV
Matthew 4
The Calling of the First Disciples
18As Jesus was walking beside the Sea of Galilee, he saw two brothers, Simon called Peter and his brother Andrew. They were casting a net into the lake, for they were fishermen. 19"Come, follow me," Jesus said, "and I will make you fishers of men." 20At once they left their nets and followed him.
21Going on from there, he saw two other brothers, James son of Zebedee and his brother John. They were in a boat with their father Zebedee, preparing their nets. Jesus called them, 22and immediately they left the boat and their father and followed him. 20And they straightway left their nets, and followed him.
King James
Matthew 4
18And Jesus, walking by the sea of Galilee, saw two brethren, Simon called Peter, and Andrew his brother, casting a net into the sea: for they were fishers.
19And he saith unto them, Follow me, and I will make you fishers of men.
20And they straightway left their nets, and followed him.
21And going on from thence, he saw other two brethren, James the son of Zebedee, and John his brother, in a ship with Zebedee their father, mending their nets; and he called them.
22And they immediately left the ship and their father, and followed him.
English Standard
Matthew 4
Jesus Calls the First Disciples
18 While walking by the Sea of Galilee, he saw two brothers, Simon (who is called Peter) and Andrew his brother, casting a net into the sea, for they were fishermen. 19And he said to them, "Follow me, and I will make you fishers of men." 20Immediately they left their nets and followed him. 21And going on from there he saw two other brothers, James the son of Zebedee and John his brother, in the boat with Zebedee their father, mending their nets, and he called them. 22Immediately they left the boat and their father and followed him.
The Message
Matthew 4
18-20Walking along the beach of Lake Galilee, Jesus saw two brothers: Simon (later called Peter) and Andrew. They were fishing, throwing their nets into the lake. It was their regular work. Jesus said to them, "Come with me. I'll make a new kind of fisherman out of you. I'll show you how to catch men and women instead of perch and bass." They didn't ask questions, but simply dropped their nets and followed.
21-22A short distance down the beach they came upon another pair of brothers, James and John, Zebedee's sons. These two were sitting in a boat with their father, Zebedee, mending their fishnets. Jesus made the same offer to them, and they were just as quick to follow, abandoning boat and father.
At once!
Immediately!
The magnitude of those words resonate in my head. Jesus simply called to them and they dropped their nets. Those nets weren’t purchased at Target they were handmade, that takes time and skill. This was their lives. This was how they supported themselves. Everyone and everything was to be left behind. They didn’t pack boxes nor did they grab a change of clothes. No girl in their eyes to say good bye to. No buddies to shake hands with and wish them well. They took that step without support of loved ones.
Yesterday I spent some time in the grocery store examining three choices of chicken stuff. Before that I spent some time thinking about how much time I had before I had to pick up the kids because I was delayed at the mechanic’s getting my oil changed, it took two hours. (They washed it without asking or telling me, a nice serendipity) Before that I debated on what kind of oil to put into the car. I chose the better stuff. (a man might tell me different or he might frown because I pay to have it done but I am manless, I’ve paid to have the oil changed from the get go with this car.
Back to my thought process:
I have to think things out. I have to look at all sides. I’ve heard of others who just went, they heard God calling and they sold the house and went. When I was young I would do some spontaneous things but to give up a life to live in uncertainty just wasn’t me. I really have to think on this one. If you are the man of the house who has heard the calling and you convince your family to follow you to another state making job changes, school changes, home changes, and friend changes sure you are freefalling with God but you have your family. These men just dropped the nets without any discussion. James and John didn’t ask their father if they should go, they just went.
Perhaps that doesn’t blow you away!
It sure does me!
I took a leap of faith when I made the call to bring the beginning to the end of my marriage after spending a huge amount of time watching, thinking, and most of all praying. But I did all of those things. Giving time to mull of things is important you do need to be sure that what you’re doing is what is best for you and your family. I’m ending a things after a lot of thought, after God reviled to me that I was right in doing so.
I do believe that God calls us to go with Him and clearly He does it that quickly. I just have never heard that call and it blows me away to think of feeling His security to take that freefall.
Have you ever been called to do so that quickly
NIV
Matthew 4
The Calling of the First Disciples
18As Jesus was walking beside the Sea of Galilee, he saw two brothers, Simon called Peter and his brother Andrew. They were casting a net into the lake, for they were fishermen. 19"Come, follow me," Jesus said, "and I will make you fishers of men." 20At once they left their nets and followed him.
21Going on from there, he saw two other brothers, James son of Zebedee and his brother John. They were in a boat with their father Zebedee, preparing their nets. Jesus called them, 22and immediately they left the boat and their father and followed him. 20And they straightway left their nets, and followed him.
King James
Matthew 4
18And Jesus, walking by the sea of Galilee, saw two brethren, Simon called Peter, and Andrew his brother, casting a net into the sea: for they were fishers.
19And he saith unto them, Follow me, and I will make you fishers of men.
20And they straightway left their nets, and followed him.
21And going on from thence, he saw other two brethren, James the son of Zebedee, and John his brother, in a ship with Zebedee their father, mending their nets; and he called them.
22And they immediately left the ship and their father, and followed him.
English Standard
Matthew 4
Jesus Calls the First Disciples
18 While walking by the Sea of Galilee, he saw two brothers, Simon (who is called Peter) and Andrew his brother, casting a net into the sea, for they were fishermen. 19And he said to them, "Follow me, and I will make you fishers of men." 20Immediately they left their nets and followed him. 21And going on from there he saw two other brothers, James the son of Zebedee and John his brother, in the boat with Zebedee their father, mending their nets, and he called them. 22Immediately they left the boat and their father and followed him.
The Message
Matthew 4
18-20Walking along the beach of Lake Galilee, Jesus saw two brothers: Simon (later called Peter) and Andrew. They were fishing, throwing their nets into the lake. It was their regular work. Jesus said to them, "Come with me. I'll make a new kind of fisherman out of you. I'll show you how to catch men and women instead of perch and bass." They didn't ask questions, but simply dropped their nets and followed.
21-22A short distance down the beach they came upon another pair of brothers, James and John, Zebedee's sons. These two were sitting in a boat with their father, Zebedee, mending their fishnets. Jesus made the same offer to them, and they were just as quick to follow, abandoning boat and father.
At once!
Immediately!
The magnitude of those words resonate in my head. Jesus simply called to them and they dropped their nets. Those nets weren’t purchased at Target they were handmade, that takes time and skill. This was their lives. This was how they supported themselves. Everyone and everything was to be left behind. They didn’t pack boxes nor did they grab a change of clothes. No girl in their eyes to say good bye to. No buddies to shake hands with and wish them well. They took that step without support of loved ones.
Yesterday I spent some time in the grocery store examining three choices of chicken stuff. Before that I spent some time thinking about how much time I had before I had to pick up the kids because I was delayed at the mechanic’s getting my oil changed, it took two hours. (They washed it without asking or telling me, a nice serendipity) Before that I debated on what kind of oil to put into the car. I chose the better stuff. (a man might tell me different or he might frown because I pay to have it done but I am manless, I’ve paid to have the oil changed from the get go with this car.
Back to my thought process:
I have to think things out. I have to look at all sides. I’ve heard of others who just went, they heard God calling and they sold the house and went. When I was young I would do some spontaneous things but to give up a life to live in uncertainty just wasn’t me. I really have to think on this one. If you are the man of the house who has heard the calling and you convince your family to follow you to another state making job changes, school changes, home changes, and friend changes sure you are freefalling with God but you have your family. These men just dropped the nets without any discussion. James and John didn’t ask their father if they should go, they just went.
Perhaps that doesn’t blow you away!
It sure does me!
I took a leap of faith when I made the call to bring the beginning to the end of my marriage after spending a huge amount of time watching, thinking, and most of all praying. But I did all of those things. Giving time to mull of things is important you do need to be sure that what you’re doing is what is best for you and your family. I’m ending a things after a lot of thought, after God reviled to me that I was right in doing so.
I do believe that God calls us to go with Him and clearly He does it that quickly. I just have never heard that call and it blows me away to think of feeling His security to take that freefall.
Have you ever been called to do so that quickly
at once~ immediately ?
Did you go straightway go?
Or did you spend time thinking about it?
Monday, July 21, 2008
to note. . .
An honest man's word is his bond.
A half truth is a whole lie. ~Yiddish Proverb
A lie may take care of the present, but it has no future. ~Author Unknown
We tell lies when we are afraid... afraid of what we don't know, afraid of what others will think, afraid of what will be found out about us. But every time we tell a lie, the thing that we fear grows stronger. ~Tad Williams
When a man lies, he murders some part of the world. ~Rospo Pallenberg and John Boorman, Excalibur, based on Le Morte d'Arthur by Thomas Malory
When you lie everything you’ve ever said is taken in as suspect.~Milly
It's a sick game sir to lie for your own amusement and a game not well played at that.
A half truth is a whole lie. ~Yiddish Proverb
A lie may take care of the present, but it has no future. ~Author Unknown
We tell lies when we are afraid... afraid of what we don't know, afraid of what others will think, afraid of what will be found out about us. But every time we tell a lie, the thing that we fear grows stronger. ~Tad Williams
When a man lies, he murders some part of the world. ~Rospo Pallenberg and John Boorman, Excalibur, based on Le Morte d'Arthur by Thomas Malory
When you lie everything you’ve ever said is taken in as suspect.~Milly
It's a sick game sir to lie for your own amusement and a game not well played at that.
Friday, July 18, 2008
A free day would be spent. . .
Have you ever wanted to wonder why but just couldn’t find the time or the real motivation?
Is that laziness or being too busy or just not giving a damn?
So there you are laying in the clover patch thinking why can’t I wonder why and it hits you. . . a honey bee right between the eyes.
Are you allergic. I’m not.
I can pick them up and move them over for you.
If I a butterfly landed on your nose would you hold your breath and enjoy the moment?
I would.
I wonder where the nearest clover patch is.
Want to meet me there?

Friday, June 06, 2008
I was just thinking and wondering if. . . .&. . . Why. . .
If God isn’t sending anyone to hell then is everyone going to Heaven?
Even those who don’t want God?
What about those fallen angels?
Where are the ones who will turn away going?
Why does it say that we will face judgement if we have no consequences?
Anyway just think'n today, even in the fog of vacation messes, just think'n.
Even those who don’t want God?
What about those fallen angels?
Where are the ones who will turn away going?
Why does it say that we will face judgement if we have no consequences?
Anyway just think'n today, even in the fog of vacation messes, just think'n.
Sunday, November 18, 2007
Turkeyish Prospective

Turkey Hand art by Miss Littles
Sometimes prospective hits you like a speeding garage door opener, you aren’t sure how it got wedged under the car seat until the next afternoon when you find a bump in the shape of a rectangle in your forehead then you have an ah ha moment. It’s then that you realize how blessed you truly are to only have a few bumps and bruises from the night before when a person drove his car into the back of your car at a high rate of speed. Opener flew off the visor bounced off my forehead dropped to my knee bounced to the floor slammed under the front seat.
Why do we have to have bump on the head moments?
Why do we have to be deep in the ocean before we can feel the sand on our feet?
This morning I had an ah ha moment.
Why do we have to have bump on the head moments?
Why do we have to be deep in the ocean before we can feel the sand on our feet?
This morning I had an ah ha moment.
I am blessed.
I live in a rather large house in a good neighborhood.
My children are healthy.
I have a family that supports me.
With all the problems at church I’m still able to worship there.
I have a job that I enjoy most of the time.
I have way too much stuff in my life.
I began to think of those who have had to worship under harsh circumstances. Hiding how they feel from those around them.
I have a family that supports me.
With all the problems at church I’m still able to worship there.
I have a job that I enjoy most of the time.
I have way too much stuff in my life.
I began to think of those who have had to worship under harsh circumstances. Hiding how they feel from those around them.
I don’t have to hide my love for the Lord.
Why do we have to be on the edge of a cliff before we look back?
Thanksgiving is a great time to be thankful for the blessing that God has given us. We have so many blessings. God understands that we feel pain, Jesus felt pain when He was on this earth. He knows His children mourn the loss of our mothers he knows that we worry about earthly things and issues. He sees our faces when we find ourselves over our heads, He holds our hands by using others. He helps us tread water and sends us a life preserver when we’re smart enough to grab it.
I give thanks for sending me friends to listen to my ramblings. Even if they didn’t want to listen to me go on and on, they still listened and asked and that means a lot to me. I won’t have a house full of people Thanksgiving because someone else wants to host the event. THAT'S A BLESSING! We will have way too much food for one sitting. We will laugh discuss politics and watch football. My family will spend time in a house full of blessings. . . .each other.
I give thanks for sending me friends to listen to my ramblings. Even if they didn’t want to listen to me go on and on, they still listened and asked and that means a lot to me. I won’t have a house full of people Thanksgiving because someone else wants to host the event. THAT'S A BLESSING! We will have way too much food for one sitting. We will laugh discuss politics and watch football. My family will spend time in a house full of blessings. . . .each other.
I realized that I’ve been rather self centered when it comes to what I think are huge problems. Golly no one tossed me into the hot oven. I do have to admit it was hot in that room and it felt small but no one actually put a match to me.
This week I will look at my blessings and think about how I can spend more time treasuring them.
Have a happy Blessing Day by giving thanks.
Thursday, November 15, 2007
Life-down and up
I’ve had a rollercoaster week.
I met with the elders again, this time we played it our way. It went better, women should be allowed to speak and this one did.
One co-worker said an inappropriate word several times and was fired.
The baby of a co-worker died a few days after birth, his service was yesterday. You realize how small your community is when those things happen. Keep them in your prayers.
Now for the upsides.
I told those men in that room how it was and how I felt.
My son and I had a great conversation about whether or not babies go to heaven. We also talked about what the fired guy said and what it means. My son was clueless about the word. Yea! It’s a hard word for some to hear and someday it’s going to hurt my niece, which hurts our hearts that some stupid boy could say something that will cut her heart. I makes me want to grab the boy and shake him until he understands how harsh it is. I pray some day that the children of the world not know that word. I give praises that my son doesn’t use those words that hurt.
The son went with his aunt to a mission to serve food this week. The boy loves to do God's work there.
I had lunch with my daughter at school with one of her friends. I brought the chickeny goodness for us, it’s a great place to get fast food from because they are always so nice. Lunch with Miss Littles was fun. First I have to say that I handpicked the neighborhood and that school. I found a reserved for parents table when I arrived. They have a special table just for us! The kids were allowed to talk, discipline was a big thing at the old school so the kids had to be quiet. I heard a few no running warnings and one cafeteria attendant had to judge a “He started singing first argument”, She sent the boy back to his chair with a “stop it both of you.” Kids being kids is ok in this school.
I spent some time talking with a friend yesterday morning. It was a nice way to get my day going. Kevin is right a cup of coffee with a brother is valuable. I treasure the time we spent talking.
I met with the elders again, this time we played it our way. It went better, women should be allowed to speak and this one did.
One co-worker said an inappropriate word several times and was fired.
The baby of a co-worker died a few days after birth, his service was yesterday. You realize how small your community is when those things happen. Keep them in your prayers.
Now for the upsides.
I told those men in that room how it was and how I felt.
My son and I had a great conversation about whether or not babies go to heaven. We also talked about what the fired guy said and what it means. My son was clueless about the word. Yea! It’s a hard word for some to hear and someday it’s going to hurt my niece, which hurts our hearts that some stupid boy could say something that will cut her heart. I makes me want to grab the boy and shake him until he understands how harsh it is. I pray some day that the children of the world not know that word. I give praises that my son doesn’t use those words that hurt.
The son went with his aunt to a mission to serve food this week. The boy loves to do God's work there.
I had lunch with my daughter at school with one of her friends. I brought the chickeny goodness for us, it’s a great place to get fast food from because they are always so nice. Lunch with Miss Littles was fun. First I have to say that I handpicked the neighborhood and that school. I found a reserved for parents table when I arrived. They have a special table just for us! The kids were allowed to talk, discipline was a big thing at the old school so the kids had to be quiet. I heard a few no running warnings and one cafeteria attendant had to judge a “He started singing first argument”, She sent the boy back to his chair with a “stop it both of you.” Kids being kids is ok in this school.
I spent some time talking with a friend yesterday morning. It was a nice way to get my day going. Kevin is right a cup of coffee with a brother is valuable. I treasure the time we spent talking.
Friday, November 09, 2007
Whisper
Codepoke wrote about a place where he spent part of his youth. It got me thinking tonight as I drove to the store. I live at the end of restaurant row now. I’ve traded the woods of my past for big homes and shopping.
As I drove to the store for tomato sauce and a timer for our outside lights I started thinking of that place of peace. It always seemed damp and cool wild violets grew in a small patch with moss around. In the spring the gully would be covered with white blooms from the dogwood as if a magical snow had fallen. In the summer the woods were alive with creatures. If you sat still you could hear them moving about. The fall brought the smell of earth the floor of the woods were covered with colors of leaves. Winter snow brought peace to us. It seemed that the entire world grew silent only the sounds of branches cracking under the weight of the heavy snow were heard.
I miss that place at times.
This Sunday may bring heavy changes to my home.
Uncertainty of what will come of it makes want to search for the place where God speaks through the trees.
If just for a moment of reassurance.
As I drove to the store for tomato sauce and a timer for our outside lights I started thinking of that place of peace. It always seemed damp and cool wild violets grew in a small patch with moss around. In the spring the gully would be covered with white blooms from the dogwood as if a magical snow had fallen. In the summer the woods were alive with creatures. If you sat still you could hear them moving about. The fall brought the smell of earth the floor of the woods were covered with colors of leaves. Winter snow brought peace to us. It seemed that the entire world grew silent only the sounds of branches cracking under the weight of the heavy snow were heard.
I miss that place at times.
This Sunday may bring heavy changes to my home.
Uncertainty of what will come of it makes want to search for the place where God speaks through the trees.
If just for a moment of reassurance.
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
KB asked a hard one
KB asked a rather hard question about whether a person should be allowed to die with dignity.
Go read it.
http://kansasbob.blogspot.com/2007/10/death-with-dignity.html
I can only give life experiences to this one.
My aunt hadn’t been married for very long when she was diagnosed with Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis or better know as Lou Gehrig’s disease. She remarried after her first husband died from emphysema. Here is where those around her learned a valuable lesson in choosing a mate. We are going to spend the rest of our lives together in sickness and health someone, as we grow older, is most likely going to need to be taken care of and if that’s you then you’ll want that person to take good care of you.
This is a horrible disease. We all took a sigh of relief when the tests came back saying it wasn’t hereditary. It started with her becoming a bit wobbly then she quickly lost her ability to speak. This was a woman who could quote Shakespeare, never let us use the ain’t word, gave me the love for opera, even Puccini’s ;-}, and the Passion for the theater. She was a brilliant woman who loved playing Trivial Pursuit with passion, my husband always wanted her as a partner.
Watching this illness take her speech, ability to walk, then ability to move was agonizing for all of us. But even harder was what her husband was doing, he was hurting and neglecting her. Why not just take her out of the situation? She didn’t want to go.
This disease took her dignity. I refuse to give more detail than that.
If at any point in this she had expressed the want to die my family might have given it a huge amount of thought. She didn’t she held on hard and in her finial days she fought. We have no idea really why.
I only know that when my friend Caroline was dying she held on and hard. She called me one evening after I had put the kids to bed and asked me to walk over with some ice. I came without question, my husband, son and I had been doing things for her before she became ill and when asked we did what she wanted. I reset her machine and helped her to bed. We spent some time talking about her grandchildren and how she wanted to see the picture that she had taken with them if only they could fix the yellow. She was now very yellow because the cancer had taken over. She wanted that picture with her and she wanted to hold on until it was ready. I knew that she needed to be in a hospital that night but she didn’t want to go. I honestly think that she wanted that picture in her hand when she died in her home. I would have found her. Instead she was taken to the hospital the next day she died shortly after in the hospital without seeing the picture. I’d like to think that some how God made it happen for her.
I don’t think that taking the choice away from a person is the best idea I don’t know what my aunt was waiting for, one more I love you mom from her daughter, one more loved one to tell her it’s ok to let go.
I don’t think that I would ever have the right to take a life but I do think that I should have the right to make that choice for myself.
No easy answer no easy out.
Go read it.
http://kansasbob.blogspot.com/2007/10/death-with-dignity.html
I can only give life experiences to this one.
My aunt hadn’t been married for very long when she was diagnosed with Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis or better know as Lou Gehrig’s disease. She remarried after her first husband died from emphysema. Here is where those around her learned a valuable lesson in choosing a mate. We are going to spend the rest of our lives together in sickness and health someone, as we grow older, is most likely going to need to be taken care of and if that’s you then you’ll want that person to take good care of you.
This is a horrible disease. We all took a sigh of relief when the tests came back saying it wasn’t hereditary. It started with her becoming a bit wobbly then she quickly lost her ability to speak. This was a woman who could quote Shakespeare, never let us use the ain’t word, gave me the love for opera, even Puccini’s ;-}, and the Passion for the theater. She was a brilliant woman who loved playing Trivial Pursuit with passion, my husband always wanted her as a partner.
Watching this illness take her speech, ability to walk, then ability to move was agonizing for all of us. But even harder was what her husband was doing, he was hurting and neglecting her. Why not just take her out of the situation? She didn’t want to go.
This disease took her dignity. I refuse to give more detail than that.
If at any point in this she had expressed the want to die my family might have given it a huge amount of thought. She didn’t she held on hard and in her finial days she fought. We have no idea really why.
I only know that when my friend Caroline was dying she held on and hard. She called me one evening after I had put the kids to bed and asked me to walk over with some ice. I came without question, my husband, son and I had been doing things for her before she became ill and when asked we did what she wanted. I reset her machine and helped her to bed. We spent some time talking about her grandchildren and how she wanted to see the picture that she had taken with them if only they could fix the yellow. She was now very yellow because the cancer had taken over. She wanted that picture with her and she wanted to hold on until it was ready. I knew that she needed to be in a hospital that night but she didn’t want to go. I honestly think that she wanted that picture in her hand when she died in her home. I would have found her. Instead she was taken to the hospital the next day she died shortly after in the hospital without seeing the picture. I’d like to think that some how God made it happen for her.
I don’t think that taking the choice away from a person is the best idea I don’t know what my aunt was waiting for, one more I love you mom from her daughter, one more loved one to tell her it’s ok to let go.
I don’t think that I would ever have the right to take a life but I do think that I should have the right to make that choice for myself.
No easy answer no easy out.
Tuesday, October 02, 2007
Hot stove
Karen put her feet in the fire on her last post and ya’ll know I like to jump right in.
First of all I don’t think that everyone is going to be saved. Those of us who know people who have yet to find God mourn the losses but still have hope for them. I believe that God mourned them before they came. The question that always seems to be the rebuttal is "Why Jesus?" Why? Because we who believe, SIN. No secret here. We are big sinners! And the reason that those sins are big is because we know better. We are the kid with his hand on the hot stove after being told time and time again not to do it. We have to get burned then cry out for help. We have to want forgiveness to be forgiven. If I hurt Codepoke’s feelings and I know it I must ask him to forgive me and I must ask God to forgive me.
Yes it’s that simple in my mind.
Now to turn up the heat.
None of us are actually worthy of the salvation that God has given us. I have a gay relative in a same sex marriage. Without a doubt I would trust my children with this couple. They have respect for others and in no way would ever do anything to hurt a child. Do I think that all couples are like that? Nope straight or gay some folks have no discernment as to right and wrong. I think that they are worthy of salvation and I know it’s up to where their hearts are with God, not up to us stupid stove touching human sinners.
First of all I don’t think that everyone is going to be saved. Those of us who know people who have yet to find God mourn the losses but still have hope for them. I believe that God mourned them before they came. The question that always seems to be the rebuttal is "Why Jesus?" Why? Because we who believe, SIN. No secret here. We are big sinners! And the reason that those sins are big is because we know better. We are the kid with his hand on the hot stove after being told time and time again not to do it. We have to get burned then cry out for help. We have to want forgiveness to be forgiven. If I hurt Codepoke’s feelings and I know it I must ask him to forgive me and I must ask God to forgive me.
Yes it’s that simple in my mind.
Now to turn up the heat.
None of us are actually worthy of the salvation that God has given us. I have a gay relative in a same sex marriage. Without a doubt I would trust my children with this couple. They have respect for others and in no way would ever do anything to hurt a child. Do I think that all couples are like that? Nope straight or gay some folks have no discernment as to right and wrong. I think that they are worthy of salvation and I know it’s up to where their hearts are with God, not up to us stupid stove touching human sinners.
Monday, August 20, 2007
. . . and so I have more thoughts
I think I have a bit of an obsession with Judas. Actually after I posted on communion and had time to proof it a bit. I know I do that backwards but my time doesn’t always allow that. I sat back and realized that I have a bit of an obsession with Judas.
Could it be that I feel sorry for this guy?
It was prophesied that he would do this he anguished over what he had done
Jesus said that he would.
Did he do something that the weaker me might have done?
I’d like to think no way no how.
Was he possessed?
I wonder if he felt that he was always on the outside of the group.
Was he that tag along guy?
What makes a man betray his friend for a few pieces of silver?
Could it be that I feel sorry for this guy?
It was prophesied that he would do this he anguished over what he had done
Jesus said that he would.
Did he do something that the weaker me might have done?
I’d like to think no way no how.
Was he possessed?
I wonder if he felt that he was always on the outside of the group.
Was he that tag along guy?
What makes a man betray his friend for a few pieces of silver?
Friday, August 03, 2007
I got a pod
Sunday, July 22, 2007
Feel the chages
I have to admit that I haven’t been in church in the last two Sundays. Part is because I’ve been in need of sleep and part because I’m just not feeling it. Saturday night I didn’t get home from work until after 11pm. By the time I showered and relax it was after midnight. I tried to sleep but it seemed that the clock was taunting me. You now will only get four hours of sleep and so on. I had to be up at 4:30 am for a meeting. Naturally I was awake before the alarm sounded a Michael W. Smith song so I got up early and drove to work. Now what on earth was I thinking? No way was anyone going to be there to open the doors for me so I drove by my grandmother’s old house. We spent an endless amount of hours there when we were kids sliding down the hills, jumping off the porch over the bushes, walking to the little store for Chocolate Soldiers, running to the gas station for Mountain Dew, granny always kept change in a little clear change purse for us. That was a time before parents worried about how much sugar and caffeine their children had. You could play outside in that neighborhood without the worry of what some stranger might do. Heck the biggest worries were us disturbing the neighbors, rubbing the grass off the ground with the seat of our pants as we slid down the little hills, and wearing holes in our pants.
My cousin and her husband wanted to buy the old place for a rent house. I’m kind of glad they didn’t. It wouldn’t look or smell the same. The smell of those pears she ordered seemed to welcome us to the back porch room.
No, things are made to change.
I think that’s why I’ve not been feeling it. Things have changed and I’m not ready to except those changes.
I had to be back at work this afternoon so I headed home after the meeting. My husband called me to see when I might show up to see our son off for his next adventure. His sister told him not to get dehydrated this time. I had to laugh at that, she zinged him and good. I had lunch with my family told everyone goodbye and headed off to work. It wasn’t too bad tonight only one rude man and those are his issues not mine.
The changes are just changes and I know that I shouldn’t let those things stop me from worshiping God but I’ll be darned if I don’t find myself thinking about them as I walk in the building. I know that I need to take it apart and flip it around to see what I might do to stop this road block between me and God. I’ll need to accept the church changes. That I can do, it’s not about where you sit it’s about where your heart is.
The change in a friendship, in a heart, now that’s another thing and that is something a bit harder to do. I’m not very good at being direct when it comes to saying to others exactly how I feel. I tend to try to act like nothing is wrong and pray that it heals itself. This wound is so big now that it won’t heal on it’s own. I just don’t know how to start the healing process.
I pray for wisdom and healing. God will guide me, he always has.
My cousin and her husband wanted to buy the old place for a rent house. I’m kind of glad they didn’t. It wouldn’t look or smell the same. The smell of those pears she ordered seemed to welcome us to the back porch room.
No, things are made to change.
I think that’s why I’ve not been feeling it. Things have changed and I’m not ready to except those changes.
I had to be back at work this afternoon so I headed home after the meeting. My husband called me to see when I might show up to see our son off for his next adventure. His sister told him not to get dehydrated this time. I had to laugh at that, she zinged him and good. I had lunch with my family told everyone goodbye and headed off to work. It wasn’t too bad tonight only one rude man and those are his issues not mine.
The changes are just changes and I know that I shouldn’t let those things stop me from worshiping God but I’ll be darned if I don’t find myself thinking about them as I walk in the building. I know that I need to take it apart and flip it around to see what I might do to stop this road block between me and God. I’ll need to accept the church changes. That I can do, it’s not about where you sit it’s about where your heart is.
The change in a friendship, in a heart, now that’s another thing and that is something a bit harder to do. I’m not very good at being direct when it comes to saying to others exactly how I feel. I tend to try to act like nothing is wrong and pray that it heals itself. This wound is so big now that it won’t heal on it’s own. I just don’t know how to start the healing process.
I pray for wisdom and healing. God will guide me, he always has.
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
Today was a big old bear of a day at work.
Honestly.
We are very short handed and the other person working with me is a bit slower then she use to be due to medical reasons. We had a huge amount of people to deal with. While all of this is going on and I’m watching four screens at once people want keys made. I need to point this out I am watching and helping four people at once. I am also doing some paper work every time the alarm goes off. When people need keys made they don’t always take them off the key rings nor do they give me all that they want made. I can make two at once. When I call the department to come do it some of the guys are very slow. So here I am with lines and alarms and people with keys and one man brings me bug poison that has been crushed and is now leaking. It’s a haz mat and will need to be contained and called in. No big deal until I hear a CRASH I have another haz mat. I tell the man to leave it as he tries to pick up the broken glass. I explain that it’s a haz mat and he hands it to me. Yep he handed me the hazardous material. So now I’m trying to get someone to make keys, help me cordon off the area, get people to listen to me as I ask them not to walk on the broken glass, keep an eye on everyone, log the alarms, watch to screens, get a hold of our haz mat team, suck in the haz mat, and hold the broken tube.
I turned to my bosses after it settled down and said "I quit" they laughed at me. I said "No I quit, I’m hopping off the wagon and heading for that little bar down the road, I quit." one said "I’ll go with ya."
I decided that walking back to the time clock, cleaning out my locker, ( now full of some of your longer posts. You know who you are) turning in my uniform, and doing all the paperwork seemed too hard for the evening I’ve had.
Gee wiz ten days without a day off is hard. It’s Thursday and that means almost Friday so I can make it to Saturday because it almost here and I have Saturday and Sunday off. I shall spend Saturday helping my husband with Southern Gospel at church. Then on Sunday go to hear the word of God. . . . And that's what I love about Sundays.
How was your day?
We are very short handed and the other person working with me is a bit slower then she use to be due to medical reasons. We had a huge amount of people to deal with. While all of this is going on and I’m watching four screens at once people want keys made. I need to point this out I am watching and helping four people at once. I am also doing some paper work every time the alarm goes off. When people need keys made they don’t always take them off the key rings nor do they give me all that they want made. I can make two at once. When I call the department to come do it some of the guys are very slow. So here I am with lines and alarms and people with keys and one man brings me bug poison that has been crushed and is now leaking. It’s a haz mat and will need to be contained and called in. No big deal until I hear a CRASH I have another haz mat. I tell the man to leave it as he tries to pick up the broken glass. I explain that it’s a haz mat and he hands it to me. Yep he handed me the hazardous material. So now I’m trying to get someone to make keys, help me cordon off the area, get people to listen to me as I ask them not to walk on the broken glass, keep an eye on everyone, log the alarms, watch to screens, get a hold of our haz mat team, suck in the haz mat, and hold the broken tube.
I turned to my bosses after it settled down and said "I quit" they laughed at me. I said "No I quit, I’m hopping off the wagon and heading for that little bar down the road, I quit." one said "I’ll go with ya."
I decided that walking back to the time clock, cleaning out my locker, ( now full of some of your longer posts. You know who you are) turning in my uniform, and doing all the paperwork seemed too hard for the evening I’ve had.
Gee wiz ten days without a day off is hard. It’s Thursday and that means almost Friday so I can make it to Saturday because it almost here and I have Saturday and Sunday off. I shall spend Saturday helping my husband with Southern Gospel at church. Then on Sunday go to hear the word of God. . . . And that's what I love about Sundays.
How was your day?
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
I thought about some things at work tonight.
Why can’t people follow simple instructions?
Honestly?
Just listen to the instructions.
Our purses weigh too much.
Your wallets should not be that thick.
How darn many credit cards do you need?
People buy ugly paint.
Women should not send the man in to buy paint alone.
Some folks are down right cool.
I hate the sound of keys being made over and over and over again.
The man was right when he said "You aren’t born with patience you learn it."
It’s cool that I won a contest this last weekend.
My DeWalt safety glasses are cool.
Why am I the only one working in this area?
Where is everyone?
My son has already moved out. He spends every summer with his grandfather, on a mission trip, and at church camp. I do get updates like today we ate donuts, french fries, and put our pants on from my dad. Good to know that Burger King got my son into pants. Don’t freak out he wears boxers around the house.
Miss Littles is taking some fun classes and is actually happy about having us time together this summer. She usually spends her summers sulking over not having school and missing her brother.
Some how I don’t miss some of that quality time they spend together. It seems so loud and doors get slammed.
Honestly?
Just listen to the instructions.
Our purses weigh too much.
Your wallets should not be that thick.
How darn many credit cards do you need?
People buy ugly paint.
Women should not send the man in to buy paint alone.
Some folks are down right cool.
I hate the sound of keys being made over and over and over again.
The man was right when he said "You aren’t born with patience you learn it."
It’s cool that I won a contest this last weekend.
My DeWalt safety glasses are cool.
Why am I the only one working in this area?
Where is everyone?
School has ended and given way to summer vacation.
My son has already moved out. He spends every summer with his grandfather, on a mission trip, and at church camp. I do get updates like today we ate donuts, french fries, and put our pants on from my dad. Good to know that Burger King got my son into pants. Don’t freak out he wears boxers around the house.
Miss Littles is taking some fun classes and is actually happy about having us time together this summer. She usually spends her summers sulking over not having school and missing her brother.
Some how I don’t miss some of that quality time they spend together. It seems so loud and doors get slammed.
Tuesday, May 15, 2007
I believe this
The other night I curled up on the sofa and watched The Lake House as I watched I began to think about what I believe.
I believe that love should feel like an old sweater or sweatshirt.
It should warm me and feel just right. I should be able to easily put it on. I think that it should wrap itself around me like my Eeyore jacket that I wear it around the house most of the time during cold weather.
Love should hold trust
Love should be a dance.
A soft wonderful dance. Some days your toes will be stepped on, others you’ll trip over your own two feet but always coming back together in each other’s arms.
Love is a wonderful thing.
It’s with us every day every moment from each other, those in our homes, our friends , family, even strangers at times show us brotherly love. I praise God for those He has given me to love and be loved by.
Love is a special gift given by God I believe we should enjoy it every day.
I believe that love should feel like an old sweater or sweatshirt.
It should warm me and feel just right. I should be able to easily put it on. I think that it should wrap itself around me like my Eeyore jacket that I wear it around the house most of the time during cold weather.
Love should hold trust
Not just being able to close my eyes and fall into the waiting arms but to be able to face the one you trusted long after the fall.
Love should be a dance.
A soft wonderful dance. Some days your toes will be stepped on, others you’ll trip over your own two feet but always coming back together in each other’s arms.
Love is a wonderful thing.
It’s with us every day every moment from each other, those in our homes, our friends , family, even strangers at times show us brotherly love. I praise God for those He has given me to love and be loved by.
Love is a special gift given by God I believe we should enjoy it every day.
Monday, February 05, 2007
The tests were all in fun.
As the political sphere gets closer to us deciding who will be the lesser of two evils folks seem to be getting more and more charged up. I already know how I’m going to vote. Yes I have already made that determination. I’m not one who enjoys the battle of words on these things because it seems that others end up in the fallout.
DougAlug you’re a sweet man and you know I love you so please know that we as Dems aren’t the evils that you try to portray us as.
Laymond you too have a great heart and you know I love you. You in no way offended me in standing up for your rights or mine.
Here’s what I have found in debating politics those who believe that no republican has ever had an abortion believe it. Some seem to think that it’s the only issue in town. It isn’t.
I try not to put all of the republicans in one pot of soup. Let’s try that for all mankind.
DougAlug you’re a sweet man and you know I love you so please know that we as Dems aren’t the evils that you try to portray us as.
Laymond you too have a great heart and you know I love you. You in no way offended me in standing up for your rights or mine.
Here’s what I have found in debating politics those who believe that no republican has ever had an abortion believe it. Some seem to think that it’s the only issue in town. It isn’t.
I try not to put all of the republicans in one pot of soup. Let’s try that for all mankind.
Monday, January 29, 2007
unmasked
Have you ever felt that you’re wearing a mask and at any time some how it will be pulled off? Then they will know.
I have.
God knows exactly who I am.
But you don’t
I’m not who I seem to be and neither are you
I try to be someone at work
sometimes I fail
I try to be a good wife for him
I have.
God knows exactly who I am.
But you don’t
I’m not who I seem to be and neither are you
I try to be someone at work
sometimes I fail
I try to be a good wife for him
sometimes I fail
and a good mother for them
some times I fail
I want to be a good friend
sometimes I fail
I’m not who I seem to be and neither are you
God knows exactly who were are
sometimes we fail
He never does.
some times I fail
I want to be a good friend
sometimes I fail
I’m not who I seem to be and neither are you
God knows exactly who were are
sometimes we fail
He never does.
Friday, January 26, 2007
Question
On January 17th I asked how you talk to God.
Today I was wondering how God talks to you.
I believe being a good Father He talks to us on our level. I think that He talks to each of us at times in only ways that we understand because He knows how we can be.
For me it’s just like in the book Old Turtle "It rumbled loudly, like thunder. And it whispered softly, like butterfly sneezes."
God puts things in my way so that I can see what must be done. He’s handed me phone numbers and friends.
At times He uses other’s voices to speak to me. I’ve found myself leaning back in my chair thinking that God was directing that to me in the middle of a sermon or when reading a post.
I’ve been awakened in the middle of the night with His voice in my head giving me guidance.
He speaks to me.
How does God talk to you?
Today I was wondering how God talks to you.
I believe being a good Father He talks to us on our level. I think that He talks to each of us at times in only ways that we understand because He knows how we can be.
For me it’s just like in the book Old Turtle "It rumbled loudly, like thunder. And it whispered softly, like butterfly sneezes."
God puts things in my way so that I can see what must be done. He’s handed me phone numbers and friends.
At times He uses other’s voices to speak to me. I’ve found myself leaning back in my chair thinking that God was directing that to me in the middle of a sermon or when reading a post.
I’ve been awakened in the middle of the night with His voice in my head giving me guidance.
He speaks to me.
How does God talk to you?
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