7/10/09
7/9/09
Vacation Posts Interrupted!
My beautiful Sister donated her Locks for Love yesterday, I am so proud of her! Enjoy these photos! (and yes, we were both blessed with lots of lovely hair)
Go Cindy!!!!!
7/8/09
Post Vacation Post #1
7/3/09
6/18/09
6/15/09
Reminder......from previous post
Daily Devotional by Max Lucado
“the One who came still comes and the One who spoke still speaks”
June 15
Who Is the Servant?
The Son of Man came to find lost people and save them.
Luke 19:10 (NCV)
Martha is worried about something good. She's having Jesus over for dinner. She's literally serving God. Her aim was to please Jesus. But she made a common, yet dangerous mistake. As she began to work for him, her work became more important than her Lord. What began as a way to serve Jesus, slowly and subtly became a way to serve self....She has forgotten that the meal is to honor Jesus, not Martha....
It's easy to forget who is the servant and who is to be served.
From: He Still Moves Stones
Copyright (Word Publishing. , 1993) Max Lucado
“the One who came still comes and the One who spoke still speaks”
June 15
Who Is the Servant?
The Son of Man came to find lost people and save them.
Luke 19:10 (NCV)
Martha is worried about something good. She's having Jesus over for dinner. She's literally serving God. Her aim was to please Jesus. But she made a common, yet dangerous mistake. As she began to work for him, her work became more important than her Lord. What began as a way to serve Jesus, slowly and subtly became a way to serve self....She has forgotten that the meal is to honor Jesus, not Martha....
It's easy to forget who is the servant and who is to be served.
From: He Still Moves Stones
Copyright (Word Publishing. , 1993) Max Lucado
6/2/09
5/28/09
girl parts

Tomorrow I am having a hysterectomy. I am removing all my girl parts. Ovaries, tubes, cervix and uterus.
I am just beginning to stop and think of the "feminine" in this.
I was getting a massage this morning and I was laying there thinking about having my girls. I was thinking about all my happy and not so happy memories of being pregnant. How I craved asparagus and enchiladas. How I could not sleep. How I hated gaining weight but loved being able to eat extra. And how I felt the days the two girls were born.
Then I flashed to my periods, PMS, PMDD, BITCHYNESS! I thought of my PMS and Bitchy Mood swings. I thought of the money I will save on tampons and pads and advil. I thought of the freedom I will feel not having to concern myself with any of this mess.
So I write, in a therapeutic way mostly. I want to Thank God for making me a woman. For giving me the ability to be a mom. Allowing me to have the honor of healthy child birth.
I will not question why I have endometriosis and why I have had surgery three times to try and fix it or why I have to have this surgery. I will only thank God. I count my blessings and I am grateful for the gift of Womanhood.
This came in an email this afternoon......
May the road rise to meet you
May the wind be always at your back
May the sun shine warm upon your face
And rains fall soft upon your fields
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of his hand.
May the wind be always at your back
May the sun shine warm upon your face
And rains fall soft upon your fields
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of his hand.
5/27/09
Wisdom Wednesday

........having just yelled, oh yes yelled, at my girls for the third time this morning before 8:00am, I sit at my computer reading my email to start my day. I see many sales I ignore, I read a few facebook entries, I get notice my library card will soon expire and I get a list of people who will bring me dinner for the next couple weeks after my surgery (another post yet to come).
Then, I read my daily good reading about being an inspiration to someone...first pang of guilt....
"Help someone grow towards their greatest potential. " is how it read......great, I have been screaming most of the morning.
But next I get this from Max Lucado, and now my stomach hurts.....ok, I will stop yelling now and give my girls a big hug before they go to school!
May 27
A Load Too Heavy
Do not be bitter or angry or mad. Never shout angrily or say things to hurt others.Ephesians 4:31 (NCV)
Oh, the gradual grasp of hatred. Its damage begins like the crack in my windshield. Thanks to a speeding truck on a gravel road, my window was chipped. With time the nick became a crack, and the crack became a winding tributary.... I couldn't drive my car without thinking of the jerk who drove too fast. Though I've never seen him, I could describe him. He is some deadbeat bum who cheats on his wife, drives with a six-pack on the seat, and keeps the television so loud the neighbors can't sleep. . . .
Ever heard the expression "blind rage"?
Let me be very clear. Hatred will sour your outlook and break your back. The load of bitterness is simply too heavy. Your knees will buckle under the strain, and your heart will break beneath the weight. The mountain before you is steep enough without the heaviness of hatred on your back. The wisest choice--the only choice--is for you to drop the anger. You will never be called upon to give anyone more grace than God has already given you.
From: In the Grip of Grace
Copyright (Word Publishing, 1996) Max Lucado
A Load Too Heavy
Do not be bitter or angry or mad. Never shout angrily or say things to hurt others.Ephesians 4:31 (NCV)
Oh, the gradual grasp of hatred. Its damage begins like the crack in my windshield. Thanks to a speeding truck on a gravel road, my window was chipped. With time the nick became a crack, and the crack became a winding tributary.... I couldn't drive my car without thinking of the jerk who drove too fast. Though I've never seen him, I could describe him. He is some deadbeat bum who cheats on his wife, drives with a six-pack on the seat, and keeps the television so loud the neighbors can't sleep. . . .
Ever heard the expression "blind rage"?
Let me be very clear. Hatred will sour your outlook and break your back. The load of bitterness is simply too heavy. Your knees will buckle under the strain, and your heart will break beneath the weight. The mountain before you is steep enough without the heaviness of hatred on your back. The wisest choice--the only choice--is for you to drop the anger. You will never be called upon to give anyone more grace than God has already given you.
From: In the Grip of Grace
Copyright (Word Publishing, 1996) Max Lucado
5/25/09
Happy Memorial Day
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