Wednesday, October 28, 2009

No More Home Depot For Me

Sad. Very sad that the company has to enforce this rule. This is where we're headed people. We can sit quietly or just not shop there anymore and hit 'em in the wallet.
Read here and decide for yourself:
God Bless this nation where we're free to do this kinda thing, I guess........

Monday, October 26, 2009

Genetic Gladness


"He has made me glad, he has made me glad, I will rejoice for he has made me gla -a-ad. He has made me glade, he has made me glad, I will rejoice for he has made me glad."


I like this song, but it just came to me that maybe it doesn't mean what I used to think it meant. I used to think that once I knew Him, you know, on a personal level I would then be glad. However, when I wasn't glad, I was very upset with myself and with God for the lack of gladness. I thought I was a failure as a Christian if I didn't have the smile on my face all of the time. Like God just said, "look you screwed up, so I'm takin' your gladness and you'll get it back when I think you've behaved enough."


I really think that it means what Psalms says "He knit me in my mother's womb" that way. Like He made me glad from the very beginning. I have it in me to be that way all of the time, even in the midst of my struggles and my down days. I am going to try to work out my gladness so that it becomes stronger and more involuntary.


So if you see me looking not-so-glad remind me that it's in there somewhere and I should use it before I lose it.


God Bless my beautiful friends and sisters in Christ!

Sunday, October 18, 2009

I double dog dare ya!


Life is so funny sometimes. Sometimes it's haha funny and others it's just odd funny. My garden has produced so many treats this year much to my surprise. God has blessed us greatly through his provision in this garden. We remain faithful in tending and planting and He does the rest. Now the broccoli is amazing and the cauliflower is coming along and the cabbage is growing day by day. "Give us today our daily bread" the prayer states. It was how our Savior taught us to pray. Just our daily bread. Not our planning for next week or tomorrow, but today. Daily bread. Man. I'm not much of an organizer or a long range planner so this works for me, but not my children who like to eat on a much regular basis. They don't go for Ramen noodles more than once in a day...spoiled rotten children.


We enjoyed a wonderful lunch today of one my bestest girlfriends chicken pot pie, my steamed broccoli and brownies. Yummy! Upon our dessert conversation it appeared on my son's plate. Yes, the broccoli was sporting a worm. My garden is organic, no pesticides, no nothin'. Just worms. I rinsed, I cut, I steamed, I buttered, etc. I did however miss that little bugger. My son was done. No more. His appetite gone in an instant. As he teased and tormented his girlfriend with the Phillipino delicacy she sat tight lipped....... until........... yes. Through cheering on and "do it" chanted at decibels beyond comprehension and a piece of broccoli placed on top of the steamed grub, she ate it. Yea, for some of you that just lost your dinner, my apologies. For those others who are like me and raise a glass to this tough, fiesty dame, cheer with me....woo, hoo, hoo! I awarded her the entire pan of brownies. She deserved it. My son was utterly disgusted. Probably won't kiss her now, which for me is great! Hey there are places in this world that those little bites of yumminess is considered "daily bread". Manna from heaven.

Of course, my daughter of critters and crawleys fan club thinks that MC has now hung the moon, stars and the sun! "Cool," my daughter exclaims.


Life is too short to wait on the daily bread of choice. I am selfishlessly overweight. I eat and eat and grow and grow. I have no room to complain ever about missing a meal. I, however, will have to be extremely hungry to actually eat one of those broccoli inhabitors. I am going to look at my pantry with a little more intention now. No more junk. No junk from the store. Daily bread.


Daily. Day. Today. Now.


Hallelujah dear Heavenly Father for providing for this family. You are our Jehova Jirah.

Saturday, October 17, 2009

This dude is pretty funny!
Saturday Night NOT Live - Thank Heavens!
Enjoy and God Bless!
(Pause the Playlist on right before playing.)



Friday, October 16, 2009

Hot Tea and Avalon

I can't help but think about my bible study lesson this week at Morning Grace. I am loving this class more than you will ever know. I wish I could do the teacher justice in my mere writings on cyberspace, but it's highly doubtful. A local church puts on a weekly bible study for women around the area (500+ to be exact, sort of). There are probably 30 to 40 in the class I attend. I picked the class because I didn't have to purchase an additional book to go along with the lesson. Just had to bring my bible. Yes! Little did I know what this class was gonna do for me! One of my bestest friends, Eliz, and I sit on the front row every week to see if Ms. Jean's words will fall from her lips and splat on our brains to be permanently etched there for memories to come. You see Ms. Jean is 91+ and she loves the Lord so very much. She is the best dressed debutant I know. Brown winged tip loafers with her long tunic coat, flirting shamelessly with the sound man fitting her with her mic. Her teachings are filled with profound poetic words that take you in flight with her on her life with wings. That's her class "The Life On Wings". But don't get me wrong, it's not a theological lecture from a very uptight lady. She tells people "thank you, but now you can shut up." They love her anyway. She says she's gotten old enough to have that childlike innocence to say what she wants. She says "shut up" a lot.....and I laugh every time.
This week was particularly touching to me. It cemented the path that we're taking with our own women's group this week on our beach retreat. She, Ms. Jean, just reinforced the ideas and plans our leadership team had been praying over for our own teaching moments. Ms. Jean talked about recognizing our own Godly solitude moments in our busy lives. As I sit at my desk and sip on the best cup of hot tea from Haverty's, Hot Cinnamon Spice, (procured by the most handsome almost 20 year old ever) and have Avalon sing "Adonai" in my inner ear, in other words not only do I hear them, but I experience the song, I feel like I am recognizing one of those solitude moments. The moments where you can actually voice to the Holy Spirit that you recognize God's presence in the room, your life, your heart, your.......you. Where breathing a deep cleansing breath brings a humble tear to your eye and you feel it warm your face as it slowly marks a path down your cheek and drops onto your shirt close to where your heart beats hard hoping that the feeling won't leave. Oh how I long for these moments to be one right after the other. How I wish I didn't let my world around me get between my heavenly Father and myself. Where my agressive personality and agitated tongue get in the way of me experiencing solitude. I remember these moments later, thank goodness. Where I am in the middle of my funkiness and I can recall the way my mind felt weightless against the daily to do list on my desk (who am I kidding, I don't make lists cuz I don't remember where they are when I do.)
"Holy, holy, holy is the Lord God Almighty, who was and is and is to come", Kari Jobe sings lightly in the background. The smell of cinnamon heavy in the room and my head filled with heavy, weighty thoughts of nothing, nothing but how big God is and how small I am. How he uses each and every one of our small lives to bring glory to His kingdom. To multiply in number the hearts that will come to know Him and love Him. "With all creation I sing, praise to the King of Kings, you are my everything, and I will adore you......."
Sing it Kari. My heart is full. My veins pulse with the energy of Christ in my life, sometimes so fast that it takes my breath away. I close my eyes and worship with Him in my solitude. Thank you for this moment. I can't wait for the next time we visit.

OMgsh!! It's true!



Ok, my mother is texting now! Yes, it's true. I have been giving her texting lessons today and she was using her grandson in Connecticut as her guinea pig. He says that old people should not text......grandma says that must mean that he doesn't think she's old. Ok, mom.




So I thought I'd come up with a little texting dictionary for dear mother to refer to when she's tappin' out a message to her peeps. Here ya go:




R - Are


U - You


OMgsh - Oh My Gosh, do not use OMG that means something different


IDK - I Don't Know (no, mom, it really means I Don't Know, its not that I don't know it just means, well, you know)


TTYL - Talk To You Later


BFF - Best Friends Forever


LY - Love Ya


BRB - Be Right Back


GB - God Bless


2 - To, Two, or too


ROTFL - Roll On The Floor Laughing


LMAO - Laugh My Abs Off (be careful using this one, someone may think this means something else)


SMTMN - Spit Milk Through My Nose (Only use this one for VERY funny things)


BOB - Bob


WTHTTBGTAN - Went To Harris Teeter To Buy Groceries Today At Noon


WTH - What The Hay


G2G - Got To Go ( This does not refer to using the facilities)


HMWCAWCIAWCCW- How Much Wood Could A Woodchuck Chuck, If A Woodchuck Could Chuck Wood


CN - Chuck Norris




So, dear mom, I hope this helps in your endeavours to modernize your life into the tecno world. I know that your grandkids now feel better that you have the capabilites to text them at any moment! I love ya mom!




LY and GB!

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Love, Real, Perfect and Really Perfect



We all are in a quest for that real love that the bible describes. The one that God has for us and has for his son that gave his life for us all, whether we knew, know or will ever know him or not. Knowing how ungrateful I am, he still did it for me, as well as all others. Made in his image, we all are. Those we don't get along with. Those who rub us the wrong way. Those who broke our hearts. Those hearts we broke. Those who look different. Those who talk different. Those who are broken, inside and out. Those ..... yes, those. Those who are made in his image, his beautiful and glorious image. We are called to love each and every one of those. Not, "hey, you're attractive and we have a chemistry" love. Not, "wow, I love your shoes" love. Love, whether you like them or not.




I John 3: 14-18


God's Love and Ours


7Dear friends, let us love one another, for love comes from God. Everyone who loves has been born of God and knows God. 8Whoever does not love does not know God, because God is love. 9This is how God showed his love among us: He sent his one and only Son into the world that we might live through him. 10This is love: not that we loved God, but that he loved us and sent his Son as an atoning sacrifice for our sins. 11Dear friends, since God so loved us, we also ought to love one another. 12No one has ever seen God; but if we love one another, God lives in us and his love is made complete in us.
13We know that we live in him and he in us, because he has given us of his Spirit. 14And we have seen and testify that the Father has sent his Son to be the Savior of the world. 15If anyone acknowledges that Jesus is the Son of God, God lives in him and he in God. 16And so we know and rely on the love God has for us. God is love. Whoever lives in love lives in God, and God in him. 17In this way, love is made complete among us so that we will have confidence on the day of judgment, because in this world we are like him. 18There is no fear in love. But perfect love drives out fear, because fear has to do with punishment. The one who fears is not made perfect in love.
19We love because he first loved us. 20If anyone says, "I love God," yet hates his brother, he is a liar. For anyone who does not love his brother, whom he has seen, cannot love God, whom he has not seen. 21And he has given us this command: Whoever loves God must also love his brother.




I have been reminded by a small group friend over and over, because he's livin' it as his mantra through this economic time that "perfect love drives out fear". I love that. It's all good. God's already got it worked out. We start with love for each other in spite of ourselves. In spite of our inadequacies, faults, personality querks....love one another as God loves us. In the loving comes the caring for, providing for, supporting, crying with, laughing with, down in the ditches with.


I don't know how to do it, but I am going to attempt to do it, just like it says. Just love each other. Love each through, love each in, love each where they are, love each as they are made in His image and He's gotta be a handsome dude, don't ya think? So we are all beautiful, inside and out. Some of us just need to exercise our beauty rituals a bit (I am speaking of myself).


So, here goes, I love you. I don't know who you are or why you're reading this, but I love you because God loves you. Please know that you are a worthy and beautiful being on this planet and God loves you dearly. AMEN!

Monday, October 5, 2009

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