tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85431676339647456622024-03-13T00:41:18.485-04:00Much ado about nothing...biblemmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03997606049124862256noreply@blogger.comBlogger53125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8543167633964745662.post-15668795076935284922012-05-17T11:02:00.001-04:002012-05-17T11:03:04.367-04:00ALL of Him...WOW it's been a YEAR since I posted!! How sad for me...I love to write! Well here is my God story for the day....
Yesterday (Wed) was a particularly crappy day... seriously it was a day that the song was penned "momma said there'd be days like this" and I was very much unprepared and not feeling particularly loving.
So a day without loving feelings is bound to end horribly right??
Well towards the evening I was insistent on going to the grocery store Weis. We attempted once but that got foiled so at 7pm I asked again. Here is the "need to know" part, I am pretty scheduled on what day I do grocery shopping and Wed was not that day, also I almost never ask Dave to join me but for some reason I kept asking so bless his heart he agreed :) We get thru and at the check out the cashier exclaims, "Your the one! The other day, you hugged me, I was having a bad day and you told me you would pray for me and you hugged me and I have to tell you prayer works because the next day I went back to church and my daughter spoke to me" and she proceeded to tell me it was her turn to return the favor and embraced me in a hug. People I am here to tell you it was as if the very arms of God enveloped me at the checkout line at Weis. She has no idea how much I needed that love yesterday and I am so thankful :)
God is soo good!
On this journey I know I'm not promised days of sunshine and rainbows...there will be some dark clouds but they can NEVER hide the Love of God, HIS love will always break thru!!
Have a Blessed day!!!biblemmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03997606049124862256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8543167633964745662.post-27076741793455543652011-05-18T13:07:00.002-04:002011-05-18T13:12:58.208-04:00GREAT taste...NO pain!So much has changed the last few months….our meal plan is the biggest of all changes. Dave had another bout of intestinal issues and we decided NO MORE MEDICINE, the antibiotics they give are extremely toxic and cause a slew of other problems and we decided ENOUGH! <br /><br />And so the searching began. Dear friends at church led us to some books called “Great Taste No Pain” we ordered those books and after reading and researching we decided to give this a try. Basically you can’t eat a protein combined with a starch, Hellooo that’s the American diet, meat and potatoes!! But for those that suffer with many of the intestinal diseases those combinations are painful!! We also started looking into GMO genetically modified foods and what all of that means and decided it was time we become aware of what we are purchasing and what is in our foods.<br /><br />Making these changes was not an overnight thing, we are still transitioning into this new lifestyle, that’s what it is really, a lifestyle not a new diet. I can say with certainty…IT WORKS!! My husband has been pain and symptom free for a few months now and we are overjoyed!! <br /><br />How did we get started? Well we started by making a few minor changes at first, antibiotic free milk organic brown eggs, organic coffee beans, organic yogurt and organic vegetables. Then we started with hormone free chicken and grass fed beef. As I started shopping I started to pick up organic condiments, ketchup etc… Again it’s a slow process and we are going into this step by step. Our meal menus have changed and for the most part the kids have embraced our new eating habits….sometimes it does come with resistance and we are selective in those battles….if it’s a meal that I KNOW they won’t appreciate I will compromise and make something they will eat which usually ends up being pasta and sauce!! <br /><br />The more I read and learn I realize there is no turning back. Certain 'go to' foods I just cannot purchase anymore knowing that in the long run could really affect our health... Going out to eat is a challenge and we have to be really selective with where we chose and what we chose. I realize that I can make some amazing meals at home and so going out to eat has lost it’s novelty. <br /><br />Here is a peak into our new weekly menu:<br /><br />• Mediterranean veggie Panini (roasted red pepper hummus, sliced cucumbers, roasted red peppers, lettuce, red onion, feta cheese, sliced tomatoes) with Homemade tomato soup<br />• Spinach Calzones with blue cheese/ grilled veggies<br />• Honey mustard pork tenderloin with roasted kale<br />• Falafel pita/ salad<br />• Pasta puttanesca/salad<br />• Grilled chicken/ veggies<br /><br />Enjoying the Journey!!!biblemmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03997606049124862256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8543167633964745662.post-46467244237158752802011-04-07T11:49:00.001-04:002011-04-07T11:52:50.052-04:00I'm eating my toast on the good plates!!As someone who has struggled with self worth, even the title is a huge thing!! I would never do that, the good dishes are for company, for others more deserving….not for me to eat a simple piece of toast on…until now!! The other week I watched as women of all shapes and sizes walked across a stage carrying their cardboard testimonies and the speaker challenged us to think of our own, I came up with a few, one is for now and one is my big dream I’m asking God! The for now one goes like this: I used to compare myself to others” flip it over “I AM a PRICELESS PRINCESS…my daddy is a KING” . I am worthy! I can eat my toast on the good dishes!!biblemmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03997606049124862256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8543167633964745662.post-89735862302709636732011-01-20T19:35:00.002-05:002011-01-21T17:21:37.492-05:00Facebook withdraw....A week with no Facebook……I’m in withdraw for sure!! I was on my page on Monday evening and then poof it went off and I have not been able to log on since. Best part is that facebook can’t find me, I don’t exist in facebook world!! Yet my friends can ‘see’ me... I have loved being on facebook, finding lost friends and keeping connected with new friends and now my time there is over….since they cannot find me. I attempted a new account, but when I enter my email account facebook tells me that an account already exists with that email…….hummm so I do exist, but I’m invisible!!! I’m seeing that M & M commercial they play at Christmas time running thru my mind, where the big M & M sees Santa and says “he does exist” and Santa says “they do exist” and they both fall over…. LOL My husband tells me it’s a good thing, I spent way too much time on there. Little does he know I get things accomplished on there………….ok so I may spend to much time on there but I like it danggit. So until ET returns and takes me to my facebook home….I’m off there for now. :(biblemmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03997606049124862256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8543167633964745662.post-90643819966012512882011-01-17T09:39:00.002-05:002011-01-17T14:00:09.595-05:001-17/1-23 menuI'm really going to enjoy this once I get a few weeks into this...then I can track to see what was a hit or a miss and see what we eat alot of. Right now it's pasta for sure, with Josh in swimming he likes to have carbs the night before a meet, so I try and buy the 'smart pasta' or whole grain pasta. <br /><br />Here is 1-17/1-23-2011 menu:<br /><br />*Baked Chicken Cordon Bleu/ long grain wild rice/ sugar snap peas<br /><br />*mexi-mac skillet (great one dish meal)<br /><br />*Steak on grill/ baked tator/ green beans with dill cream sauce<br /><br />*hard & Soft tacos/ spanish rice<br /><br />*Shredded beef sandwiches/ Coleslaw/ veggie<br /><br />*Spag with sauce/ salad<br /><br />*barley beef skillet (one dish meal)<br /><br />*weeknight chicken & pastabiblemmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03997606049124862256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8543167633964745662.post-5492150112593780892011-01-09T15:23:00.002-05:002011-01-09T15:30:16.080-05:00Weekly MenuMenu for this week:<br />Some of the meals were not made this past week, so I'm adding them again!<br /><br />* French Onion Soup in crocks/ salad<br /><br />* Tenderloin steak sandwiches/baked tators/veggie<br /><br />* Weeknight Chicken & Pasta/ fresh rolls<br /><br />* Crunchy onion BBQ chicken/smashed tators/ veggies<br /><br />* makeover rigatoni with Bacon & asparagus <br /><br />* Barley Beef Skillet<br /><br />* Spaghetti with meatsauce/ salad<br /><br />* swiss chicken/veggies/cranberrybiblemmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03997606049124862256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8543167633964745662.post-26614049167186276322011-01-04T10:34:00.000-05:002011-01-04T10:35:36.558-05:00Weekly Meal PlanSomeone has given me a book that is called “make your own cookbook” where I get to write out my favorite recipes in each category!! I have always had the desire to write out recipes for my kids, that someday they will cherish mom’s recipes in her own handwriting as I cherish recipes from my mam mam. <br /><br />This inspired me to also write out my weekly meal plans and use this as a tool to track what we like vs. what didn’t work based on how many times we make the same recipes!! <br /><br />So here goes, each week I will post my weekly meal plan. I don’t pick meals for each day, just 8-9 meals that I have all the ingredients on hand to make and daily I chose what to make from that list. If I happen to have meals left at the end of the week I flip them over to the next week. We always have “mustgoes” that is, everything in the fridge that “must” GO. I will allow the kids to pick what they want, or they can have a bowl of cereal and then I package and give meals to people in the neighborhood or at church!! I’ve been doing this for years, and now I will have a permanent record on my blog!! I have WW points for the majority of my meals and all of my recipes are made with the light alternative (low fat sour cream vs. reg sour cream) and most came from the Healthy Cooking magazines and cookbooks thru the years that I have tweaked.<br /><br />*Chicken parmesan over angel hair pasta/salad<br /><br />* Healthy tuna noodle casserole/ peas & Carrots<br /><br />* Dijon crusted Tilapia/ cooked noodles or seasoned rice/ veggie<br /> (my favorite meal)<br /><br />*Swiss Chicken/cranberry/ veggies<br /><br />*Homemade chicken breast sandwiches/ homemade baked French fries/ salad<br /><br />* Tortellini chicken soup<br /><br />* Spaghetti with mini meatballs/garlic bread/ steamed broccoli<br /><br />* Homemade French Onion Soup in crocks<br /><br />* Pasta Fagiolibiblemmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03997606049124862256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8543167633964745662.post-9297311074320442032011-01-03T22:41:00.003-05:002011-01-03T22:48:40.867-05:00The "other shoe has dropped"<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ8Z_UHvDnS1ABCFuMEMxyMq7DLqz_ArGGs-vcRe1eoQZHPC-WNkrjlSbTOjUAs6UydLBJ2F7Iy1rgN1p4qG0GU7JDEpAK7JzACSfBGh-gDq7MNtyM-8VbvEvFzcTAOU6178-mOiFBfmU/s1600/IMAG0005.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 191px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ8Z_UHvDnS1ABCFuMEMxyMq7DLqz_ArGGs-vcRe1eoQZHPC-WNkrjlSbTOjUAs6UydLBJ2F7Iy1rgN1p4qG0GU7JDEpAK7JzACSfBGh-gDq7MNtyM-8VbvEvFzcTAOU6178-mOiFBfmU/s320/IMAG0005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558171196510240562" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5mHLvd8Gtac9L6fbJknxUudnt2t_99lK1KkNsdhIcfdTgjc1NlzR8Eoduu0x4Fj9SU8vJNCDY3hC0TYCykNkhns_CfgFIawotP69GWTsGeJYK3z2SBjNFDUPJUWAbCKRA6IcUR4NUZM0/s1600/IMAG0009.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 191px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5mHLvd8Gtac9L6fbJknxUudnt2t_99lK1KkNsdhIcfdTgjc1NlzR8Eoduu0x4Fj9SU8vJNCDY3hC0TYCykNkhns_CfgFIawotP69GWTsGeJYK3z2SBjNFDUPJUWAbCKRA6IcUR4NUZM0/s320/IMAG0009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558171191483305330" /></a><br /><br />The other shoe has finally dropped!! Okay so it’s a boot…but bear with me.<br /><br />Last year we started 2009 in the ER and spent a significant amount of the year back and forth to Dr’s and surgeons and hospital stays and lot’s and lot’s of antibiotics. Watching my husband suffer was really difficult for me, and soon I was so wrapped up in sickness that I lost myself in it. I remember saying to him that I felt like I was living each day waiting for the “other shoe” to drop. Don’t get me wrong, I had good days and bad days, it was a roller coaster to say the least! <br /><br />As 2011 approached, I became paranoid…that’s a strong word, but I really felt like I was!! I kept asking him everyday how do you feel, do you have any pain….and not only was I driving him crazy, I was driving myself crazy! <br /><br />Normally we spend New Year’s Eve with friends, but this year was different, their whole family had the flu so plans changed, and honestly I think it was just what I needed. Instead of staying in we decided to attend our town’s celebration. As cheesy as it sounds our town drops a boot on New Year’s Eve! Why a boot? Well apparently back in its hay day there were four shoe factories and one of those made military boots, hence dropping the boot! LOL It was fun, and we laughed, but I began to think how significant that event was for me…..the other shoe DROPPED!!! It Dropped!! And for the first time in a year I felt like I could exhale…God has it all under control, HE always did, and I just wasn’t letting HIM have it all. I know it sounds so silly but I really needed to see that shoe drop…and this year I resolve to live in Victory and not fear!! I read an article the other day about facing the New Year without fear here is an excerpt: <br /><br /> <em>“Who says, "I will never leave thee nor forsake thee"? It is the omnipotent, omniscient, omnipresent God. This is the confidence of His promise. <br />In the coming year, when you say, "God, I just don't have the strength." The omnipotent God will answer, "I will never leave thee nor forsake thee." When you say, "God, I'm afraid of what is going to happen." The omnipresent God says, "I will never leave thee nor forsake thee." And when you say, "God, I don't know what to do." The omniscient God will respond, "I will never leave thee nor forsake thee." He himself hath said it” </em> <br /> <br />I am confidently going into the New Year with my omnipotent, omniscient and omnipresent God!! Happy New Year. <br /><br />p.s. kermit was the towns anniversary celebration mascot...cheesy I know. And the muppet animal is the fire company mascot :)biblemmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03997606049124862256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8543167633964745662.post-47265605654656562052010-12-15T10:46:00.005-05:002010-12-15T11:28:25.433-05:00Our Holiday Home 2010<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifH56ics9GOUEMCpmqzzwFDvStLSpWkSRSWB9tpCy8d9kEq13Yx9E1P1lywmJB7NoPbOEKhlBSkVpNFQWZIHXTgTPGoWDf1i4DI1Vb-5GxBpSpIf0un-7r6nPUo6pDxWqgXv7JU9attH0/s1600/DSC_0032.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifH56ics9GOUEMCpmqzzwFDvStLSpWkSRSWB9tpCy8d9kEq13Yx9E1P1lywmJB7NoPbOEKhlBSkVpNFQWZIHXTgTPGoWDf1i4DI1Vb-5GxBpSpIf0un-7r6nPUo6pDxWqgXv7JU9attH0/s320/DSC_0032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550944786288752802" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDaC88EsnTRVWQNk4ItrgnwCNJ45yFqTW1kEvToLHaltCpFOrGz2CZES3pps6if0614n8PccJb_XdDSuBiqVITEdOLYbejYjWr610-zC2azAic0Quh_D3QkXBQ523TobbB9VOS8OfV2F0/s1600/DSC_0034.JPG"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLcMq_xU5c-ifHia4nqcaYFRgb6yIPpMboBwTUIN4xS1-IiPP3sJqdFsWYjTsIKMOfyDJk7LJ82CnA1AMrVhS9t6-iHxoNhLdwoavQYVU7HYu-s2O5hQl9KUFjUu7HuVuRSVAnbrlQoV0/s320/DSC_0007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550941649201020562" /></a><br />This is by far the most wonderful time of year!! I love Christmas…for all it represents and this season, gives me renewed HOPE! It’s been a rough year in our house with medical issues (that began last year at this time) and I have been setting my creativeness aside…too many other things to think about, notice I said ‘think’ and not ‘worry’.<br />As this holiday approached I had a new sense of HOPE, Jesus is the reason we celebrate and for that I am so Thankful!! This brings a smile to my face and my heart, I felt my creative juices stirring and was actually excited to decorate this year!! While the boys were off hunting, I began pulling out bins and boxes !! Not to mention all the blogs that I read that give me such inspirations, this one blog I enjoy reading "The Glamorous Life of a Housewife” is a big inspiration!! I’d love to just visit her house, it’s so warm and cozy and full of southern charm!! Ohh and her mom…she has the most BEAUTIFUL table scapes, I’d love to be invited for dinner…amen.<br />My first project was the mantle, I really wanted decorative stockings that were cozy and country mix-matched and I have been searching but couldn’t find exactly what I wanted, so I went to Hobby Lobby, picked out material and made my own quirky stockings and hand stitched the words; Love, Hope, Joy & Peace. The tree is always a country Frasier fir tree with white lights and a tin star and of course the kids ornaments thru the years as well as some handmade ornaments from my mam mam….I always hated those plastic canvas ornaments but now that mam mam is no longer with us they are very dear to me…it’s all about perspective!!<br />I love to snuggle up on the couch with all the Christmas lights on, and the fireplace glowing and for a moment in time there is Peace on earth!!biblemmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03997606049124862256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8543167633964745662.post-44269388768798087392010-12-05T19:33:00.003-05:002010-12-05T19:35:52.532-05:00Oh Christmas Tree!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTdECBEXFmddA-oa1AxJrjCQucGLRch6_fnX9EPeJamEFDbQDkSyMaRib4FtentpE5qMkZJXksiVmRx7men3fl91G-26IjMXgNf16tHQMMJm_G7Z9SpE673YluPOaklHnZZPGet5O0xsk/s1600/DSC_0026.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTdECBEXFmddA-oa1AxJrjCQucGLRch6_fnX9EPeJamEFDbQDkSyMaRib4FtentpE5qMkZJXksiVmRx7men3fl91G-26IjMXgNf16tHQMMJm_G7Z9SpE673YluPOaklHnZZPGet5O0xsk/s320/DSC_0026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547361403802970770" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioxlnsLrtL0EufQ9wPAbuYqPBHZwoP_QQCM1YftOHFsRWWJIkRDDtBYDTBeYlIs_vjmGtx9-R6Vp3Vae8wyPypdWHIcy_ykHIGNgJLEddlhtZidaG68M43qD4mvmlYBFEKBnDpcKctC9w/s1600/DSC_0029.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioxlnsLrtL0EufQ9wPAbuYqPBHZwoP_QQCM1YftOHFsRWWJIkRDDtBYDTBeYlIs_vjmGtx9-R6Vp3Vae8wyPypdWHIcy_ykHIGNgJLEddlhtZidaG68M43qD4mvmlYBFEKBnDpcKctC9w/s320/DSC_0029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547361397195588562" /></a><br />It’s no secret how much I LOVE Christmas! I love birthdays too so having Jesus Birthday to celebrate makes it that much more special…a month long celebration!!! I love the music, I love the smell of a fresh cut tree, I love the twinkling lights and I love decorating the house! This year Hannah and I got to pick the Christmas tree, it was so fun doing that with her. We picked the perfect tree and this year, we got the “marriage saver” tree stand, Ok so that’s not what’s on the package, but it should be! They drill a hole in the trunk and all you do is push this baby on and DONE! NO crawling under the tree to make sure it’s level, no fights saying “more to the left…no more to the right…no more…” We seriously carried the tree in the house and cut the plastic off and DONE! It was up and had the lights on in no time…this photo was taken pre-ornaments.biblemmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03997606049124862256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8543167633964745662.post-60159354741774700872010-05-21T14:07:00.002-04:002010-05-21T14:12:14.907-04:00Farewell to 8th grade...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgarjnKAKKhqqV0cTNYMnSNTbD0-OtJU-SICoYBhDUNyIp8ZCHJrEQv-zyB8C3712CDJA-FYYcIhms5nxLvnv8pxSs_CuMRyIcE1XAC1kmy42bVdsn5F-TYNncdlnMd1-Sg2laPvCuieWI/s1600/DSC_0008.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgarjnKAKKhqqV0cTNYMnSNTbD0-OtJU-SICoYBhDUNyIp8ZCHJrEQv-zyB8C3712CDJA-FYYcIhms5nxLvnv8pxSs_CuMRyIcE1XAC1kmy42bVdsn5F-TYNncdlnMd1-Sg2laPvCuieWI/s320/DSC_0008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473787114433462258" /></a><br />On May 14th, Dave and I were chaperones for Joshua’s 8th grade farewell dance! He refused to let me take my camera…sigh…so I snapped this while he got ready, not the best picture, I know…sigh…The PTO really did a wonderful job decorating the cafeteria and outdoor area. The Hershey Pantry did a beautiful buffet for the kids complete with mini cheese burgers, pigs in a blanket, chicken tenders and no buffet in or around Hershey would be complete without a chocolate fountain!! The kids LOVED this, dipping marshmallows, strawberries and pretzels into the cascading chocolate…someone stood nearby reminding them to NOT double dip and to NOT use their fingers and I’m sure someone had to tell them NOT to put their mouths anywhere near the chocolate!! The cafeteria had stars hanging from the ceiling and balloons throughout. I was really pleased with the dress code, the kids didn’t wear prom gowns and tuxes, they wore khakis and button down tops, girls were pretty dresses, but they had to cover their shoulders and the dress had to be a certain length. Josh spent the night playing volleyball and basketball, occasionally coming to the dance floor to jump around with his friends…but no slow dances. We did notice there were girls coming to talk to him…I mean he’s so handsome and all!! It’s so hard for me to believe that my baby boy is going to be a freshman in high school next year…it seems like yesterday he was learning to walk….I have always heard parents say time goes so quickly and now I know exactly what they mean. I am proud of the young man that he is becoming and I can’t wait to see what God has in store for his future.biblemmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03997606049124862256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8543167633964745662.post-39874395150622596362010-05-13T12:47:00.006-04:002010-05-13T12:57:01.699-04:00A different perspective...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXqB6BssyjoJiYUkUu4W07buJh0fCkh70PmM1I200QtNb1lKztVYA5Z0Ylo1mSrVtH_6UvH4Vm3_NFIeVgExHvLdS40XGkWE4U0GFoAEiLAZKHd3r2R8oakPB0F7j1uV4k61HAsZfshdI/s1600/DSC_0002.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXqB6BssyjoJiYUkUu4W07buJh0fCkh70PmM1I200QtNb1lKztVYA5Z0Ylo1mSrVtH_6UvH4Vm3_NFIeVgExHvLdS40XGkWE4U0GFoAEiLAZKHd3r2R8oakPB0F7j1uV4k61HAsZfshdI/s320/DSC_0002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470799456234093474" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIYag5NwU4xXY4jRCqWgsTHtPDvfE_UUDJJt0n-HM1mATNFqAl38xiXvLd4RORWaThF_UlcGgZ7FLIQXqA3cR0pFo6uHXVDJ3GONU_Fb-PUkfp0say2bBjH2px1YBF5eU0QWhRETYnlgE/s1600/DSC_0003.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIYag5NwU4xXY4jRCqWgsTHtPDvfE_UUDJJt0n-HM1mATNFqAl38xiXvLd4RORWaThF_UlcGgZ7FLIQXqA3cR0pFo6uHXVDJ3GONU_Fb-PUkfp0say2bBjH2px1YBF5eU0QWhRETYnlgE/s320/DSC_0003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470799451843912146" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdYgwk9ePAgXKv4pTwRk9ibXGiphE2aVuMye3I4y7aV2VxGL3G4TbYjigsU-RUr8QdLWsAJkyPDMua1bkOIGjd3Y2ACgDmZITJ5dJC4Ng6IB1pOSHzJ5bVWkNDk898pwASWeJ8uKLV-sU/s1600/DSC_0006.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdYgwk9ePAgXKv4pTwRk9ibXGiphE2aVuMye3I4y7aV2VxGL3G4TbYjigsU-RUr8QdLWsAJkyPDMua1bkOIGjd3Y2ACgDmZITJ5dJC4Ng6IB1pOSHzJ5bVWkNDk898pwASWeJ8uKLV-sU/s320/DSC_0006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470799440800296978" /></a><br />Hannah came to me the other day stating that "she couldn’t stand her room being dirty, she had SOOOOO much stuff she didn’t want in there." So I gave her a bag and told her to fill the bag with everything she didn’t want and we could give it away…Days later I found the bag and this is what I found,a few papers about butterflies, a bookmark she got for her birthday and 2 notes asking for volunteers for school!! I am SOOOO glad these things are out of her life…I mean whew they really cluttered up the place…note picture of “uncluttered” room!! Gotta love her!!biblemmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03997606049124862256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8543167633964745662.post-59378165822334613142010-03-24T09:02:00.001-04:002010-03-24T09:07:00.922-04:00I WILL go...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWbUnvF8EavkspFqva9Y5ckKbnoaRpUDLYjwKCwQyGDFjpzWe-yk5BXJCv_xV822XER5yMl6OB2yHsiKRpuj8ndrBpV1Aa3khBOi_PNP_4720VfnoZxYknUWRvAX9rWU4YD4eWSM3S3JA/s1600/100_4105.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWbUnvF8EavkspFqva9Y5ckKbnoaRpUDLYjwKCwQyGDFjpzWe-yk5BXJCv_xV822XER5yMl6OB2yHsiKRpuj8ndrBpV1Aa3khBOi_PNP_4720VfnoZxYknUWRvAX9rWU4YD4eWSM3S3JA/s320/100_4105.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452186117492303922" /></a><br /><br />When God speaks people listen. Sometimes, as in our case, we don’t ‘hear’ that still small voice. Sometimes it’s like a bad cell phone connection, can you hear me now?? OK, I’ll get their attention....NOW can you hear me? We hear it now, we’ve been hearing it but thought well we have it figured out, we will go....when ___________fill in the blank, (Josh finishes high school, Dave get’s his ordination, Jen goes back to school, Hannah adapts to school) God has been revealing himself to us for years, calling us into the mission field and for a long time we questioned, what does the mission field look like?? Making changes is scary. Really scary, and making changes with kids involved is even more scary! But I keep listening to this song by Rita Springer: IF you say Go<br />If You say go, we will go<br />If You say wait, we will wait<br />If You say step out on the water<br />And they say it can't be done<br />We'll fix our eyes on You and we will come<br /><br />Your ways are higher than our ways<br />And the plans that You have laid<br />Are good and true<br />If You call us to the fire<br />You will not withdraw Your hand<br />We'll gaze into the flames and look for You<br />I think we have been saying “wait” and not God. It’s time to step out on the water, in faith and fix our eyes on HIM.biblemmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03997606049124862256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8543167633964745662.post-25155162791202921452010-03-18T09:22:00.003-04:002010-03-18T09:57:03.652-04:00This is my beloved, and this is my friend...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW2Pe3BQdEtJ1jiQHiLRE382D_oHZet1YQM8XE8gSTEO7L6xupsotQ_fti0LOlpgnntZfwDa5FXPxjK2qhtdSABhoJIvXRDGq_XIa-VET_Ar0QIxhFSwV0CQ3-n4uJ4YChaTURVOPpLCw/s1600-h/DSC_0019.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW2Pe3BQdEtJ1jiQHiLRE382D_oHZet1YQM8XE8gSTEO7L6xupsotQ_fti0LOlpgnntZfwDa5FXPxjK2qhtdSABhoJIvXRDGq_XIa-VET_Ar0QIxhFSwV0CQ3-n4uJ4YChaTURVOPpLCw/s320/DSC_0019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449972108355476082" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ51PQKG2JJt-aSmjwgUnr1m5y_VbNKzv-Q4py6mlm8nt63ZFzToHj3UQ6mdcd94Kxb3sWTXH13R4tzWlVNmvz3Br43cWsPnszA0B34Oprj-xhGL_5R_K0Rjm13EZShdjgi17JwgFPjhY/s1600-h/DSC_0017.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ51PQKG2JJt-aSmjwgUnr1m5y_VbNKzv-Q4py6mlm8nt63ZFzToHj3UQ6mdcd94Kxb3sWTXH13R4tzWlVNmvz3Br43cWsPnszA0B34Oprj-xhGL_5R_K0Rjm13EZShdjgi17JwgFPjhY/s320/DSC_0017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449972098514666706" /></a><br />When I read this verse, “This is my beloved, and this is my friend” from Song of Songs 5:16, I can relate. I always say I married my best friend, but never fully understood what that meant until the last few years. Difficult times, trying times can either tear apart or make stronger and I can truly say ours has gotten stronger. Right now we feel like we are scaling the side of a mountain because my beloved has been battling a bout of diverticulitis since January 1st of this year, and the antibiotics have only helped to make him feel sicker. We have been in constant prayer and feel God’s loving hands upon us, giving of glimpses of His provision along the way. Let me share a for instance: A few Sundays ago we had a visitor at our church; someone was training at the Gap and decided he’d come and check out our services for the day. During the Sunday school hour we began to pray and lay hands of my husband and this visitor was praying and started to sing a song, it was an old Petra song and I didn’t understand the significance of this until later that day. You see in 1994 my than boyfriend, now husband, was in a terrible vehicle accident, as new believers the ONLY tape I had was Petra and I would listen to those songs over and over again as I drove to the hospital each day. And it was at that moment that I could sense God’s presence reminding me that He is with us, that He got us thru that awful time in our lives and He continues to provide and He will see us thru this as well. I love when God reveals himself that way, he’s so awesome!! Yesterday we met with a surgeon from Hershey Med. Center and they scheduled my beloved for bowel resection surgery, they will go in, laparoscopically, and remove the damaged section of bowel and reattach. And we felt such PEACE with that decision…scary, YES, but an overwhelming sense of peace. Will there be more tears, I’m sure but that Peace that is beyond understanding is with us and I am so thankful for that.<br />My husband’s coping mechanism has been his guitar, playing and worshipping calms the soul and I’m so thankful I’ve been here to capture some of those moments…biblemmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03997606049124862256noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8543167633964745662.post-88985245600488049522010-01-22T13:47:00.003-05:002010-01-22T13:52:37.371-05:00Oh how HE loves us!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVKtRezJxjvgVaykOUFgeH8OJIb92wvnEY3P-Dnbg9T6pjfgl7Z1m_Bimn1W4fwBx5B9eMvdcrcFyX85t_mm3aFLcKyhEIAZ-n4RTTn42Lr9F8m2Hcsrpj-SdOwSHJdHu0tDD3gIikVNk/s1600-h/DSC_0009.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVKtRezJxjvgVaykOUFgeH8OJIb92wvnEY3P-Dnbg9T6pjfgl7Z1m_Bimn1W4fwBx5B9eMvdcrcFyX85t_mm3aFLcKyhEIAZ-n4RTTn42Lr9F8m2Hcsrpj-SdOwSHJdHu0tDD3gIikVNk/s320/DSC_0009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429638809081588706" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgATykhYmEw34tCUMLcNirnGwyQTtahwF-CgEtaIwOWDx8H0bYjiRl1QF1eK_HTxerHuvVDrcA2SBIRRCzBvE5QfkxsaJafEdbY-glEfkd0dcmkJtkblzNIuafpPwiIaJ18vfhUEpUmfCQ/s1600-h/DSC_0007.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgATykhYmEw34tCUMLcNirnGwyQTtahwF-CgEtaIwOWDx8H0bYjiRl1QF1eK_HTxerHuvVDrcA2SBIRRCzBvE5QfkxsaJafEdbY-glEfkd0dcmkJtkblzNIuafpPwiIaJ18vfhUEpUmfCQ/s320/DSC_0007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429638804107733810" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiijZrNbmfiROKeE0DbaZVi0COrogWfJKHZQ8QmxMuw5kAf6Z-Emx6xf-yK_alPF9R4Z8wlfoSQDoL7hAXmwa7J6-aIb0DnMQkAkyG6g2JbpnBQdGPrYj18-6g4FBE70xBrnaOzppNKgBY/s1600-h/DSC_0005.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiijZrNbmfiROKeE0DbaZVi0COrogWfJKHZQ8QmxMuw5kAf6Z-Emx6xf-yK_alPF9R4Z8wlfoSQDoL7hAXmwa7J6-aIb0DnMQkAkyG6g2JbpnBQdGPrYj18-6g4FBE70xBrnaOzppNKgBY/s320/DSC_0005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429638799759902338" /></a><br />In July we will be here five years...and I can say with honesty that not a sunset goes by without taking my breath away. Growing up in the coal region I don't remember watching the sun set...maybe because the coal mountains got in the way, who knows. One thing I do know is that each night I stand in awe of our Creator and marvel at the fact that HE loves us so very much...just look at His handiwork!biblemmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03997606049124862256noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8543167633964745662.post-61869614895447283752009-12-10T21:37:00.005-05:002009-12-10T21:55:11.235-05:00It truly is THE MOST wonderful time of the year!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAlguwazR9WLN44YZvIolH4uEKdCwbSTcfODvzMvCqOJKBv3l-XBoacnGM9qZd4o9j6F_HBhfsfyi1e6XHR5q9bCZbJasH5GHaS8AcVxpfCh5YCluRUzSeeaf0I65ezcUzHRTGmpwUtc4/s1600-h/DSC_0010.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAlguwazR9WLN44YZvIolH4uEKdCwbSTcfODvzMvCqOJKBv3l-XBoacnGM9qZd4o9j6F_HBhfsfyi1e6XHR5q9bCZbJasH5GHaS8AcVxpfCh5YCluRUzSeeaf0I65ezcUzHRTGmpwUtc4/s320/DSC_0010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413806623041243602" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg14sEZjEJJ12Z4Ja2MfBW647PTGBZIfR5M9HHYA4NyKej33qpzA0lBDMHD1iulOHoorVZYXYFnkhaIn4QgK1ua3EzFVry7hlkj9LVq5fqGjckGYXezKdHVMMQgXMN4QUz25L8VDhQTMm4/s1600-h/DSC_0021.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg14sEZjEJJ12Z4Ja2MfBW647PTGBZIfR5M9HHYA4NyKej33qpzA0lBDMHD1iulOHoorVZYXYFnkhaIn4QgK1ua3EzFVry7hlkj9LVq5fqGjckGYXezKdHVMMQgXMN4QUz25L8VDhQTMm4/s320/DSC_0021.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413806612693704658" /></a><br />It's no secret that I LOVE Christmas! I love the decorations, I love the smell of a fresh cut tree in my house, I love the beautiful white lights and getting to enjoy my snowbabies that decorate the mantle! I love decorating the house, I love picking the perfect tree, I love decorating it and I LOVE how the kids go thru their own ornament box and reminisce about when they got each ornament and lovingly place in on the tree. This year was a bit different, I got to decorate the house but while I was visiting with my mom, my dear sweet husband and kiddos went and picked the tree, put on the lights and some sparkly red beads (thanks to Hannah)! All before I came home. I thought I'd be sad, but it was just beautiful! The tree is much fuller than any other year but it's a Frasier fir, three of the five strings of Christmas lights were burnt out so we have only two sets on the tree, and it is the most beautiful tree we have ever had!!! I Love it,and most importantly I love my husband who thought to do this to surprise me...I truly am blessed! P.S. He even took photos for me to scrapbook! I am a lucky, lucky lady!!!biblemmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03997606049124862256noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8543167633964745662.post-77831982957640428082009-10-28T22:26:00.002-04:002009-10-28T22:37:06.815-04:00A memory...I watched Good Morning America today and they had a “Recipe Club” where women got together and talked about a recipe that meant something to them, whether it was an apple cake made on a first date where they picked apples together to a fond memory of mom making bread pudding. I began to think about my culinary skills and where my love for all things food began! <br /> <br />My mother was a stay at home mom, raising four girls on a mechanics salary. I remember a big deal was going to the grocery store with mom on a Friday night (and then coming home to watch Dallas) and maybe, if you were on your best behavior, getting to pick a treat, my favorites were Oreos and Doritos! I can’t say my mom loved to cook, but she did. I can’t say my mom was a Julia Child either, I can’t imagine Julia ever using “straight bologna” as the main ingredient in a meal, what is straight bologna anyway?? Yet, when I got married I had that recipe tucked away! We always had our straight bologna stew with sliced fried potatoes, just thinking about it makes me smile because I can see us sitting at the dinner table enjoying our meal together!! My mom made sure we had a homemade meal each night, and we always sat together as a family, we didn’t need super nanny telling us to eat our meals as a family, it was unheard of to eat in front of the TV, even now when I visit my parents I find it hard to eat in the living room, I don’t even like to take a drink in there, it’s like holy ground! <br /><br />My mom didn’t stop at just the main meal, she liked to make us a sweet treat every once in a while. I look at photos growing up and at birthday celebrations there was always a lopsided square cake with our names in piping gel across the top, my mom was no Sylvia Winestock when it came to baking, but when I look at those photos we were all smiling, it just didn’t matter!! Mom liked to bake, Texas Sheet cake, which I still have not perfected, I’ve been known to make a mean Texas hockey puck cake!! And when we were going camping we always had tandycakes! Ohh I’m making myself hungry just writing this! <br /> <br />So why am I writing this, well because I desire to leave a legacy for my kids, I’d like them to know who inspired me to cook and what recipes reminded me of my childhood and I wonder what would my kids pick as their favorite? Their choices probably won’t include ‘Spam’ or straight bologna, but I hope they will include lot’s of smiles and recollections of happy family times sitting at the dinner table together…<br /><br />Thank you mom, for inspiring me<br /><br />Incase your feeling like trying out that recipe for <br />Straight Bologna Stew here it is. I'm pretty sure you couldn't google this thing!lol<br /><br />1 lb. hunk of straight bologna (cut into cubes)<br />sm. onion chopped<br />celery chopped<br />1 can stewed tomatos<br />*brown bologna, onion, celery in pan with a little oil.<br />add can of stewed tomatos and heat to a boil.<br />thicken with flour/water.<br />Serve over thin sliced fried potatos.biblemmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03997606049124862256noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8543167633964745662.post-74266773477638981142009-08-01T09:29:00.001-04:002009-08-01T09:32:15.937-04:00QuirksWebster’s Dictionary defines Quirk as: a peculiar trait<br /><br />I have been called many things, but never peculiar, at least not to my face!! But I just realized something, I have a quirk!! OK so I’m sure I have many, many quirks but this one just hit me tonight. It’s not a big deal really, sorta silly but it’s what I do, every time. So here is my big quirk, when I get a new scrappin magazine I first go thru it quickly, just breeze thru and pull out all the lil postcard thingies. Then I let it sit for a few days, then I go thru it slower and look at the layouts. Then it’s sits for a few more days, and then finally I read it word for word , cover to cover!! After that, well I rip pages out and do whatever and pass it on to the next crazy scrapper!!<br /> <br />So why am I so inclined to write this down? Well I don’t know exactly, but it made me think, what else do I do, all the time, without fail? I make lists, ohhhh I love making lists. Grocery lists, birthday gift lists, Christmas lists, daily chore lists etc… If there is a need to write something down, I make a list. There is something about crossing things off a list! I feel so, I don’t know, accomplished?? And if I should make a list, say a grocery list, and I have to cross something off before I go to the grocery store, well I make a totally new list. AND if I go to the store and come home and cross stuff off and still have other stores to go to, then I have to make another new list! <br /><br />And coupons, oh my don’t even get me started with coupons!! I have this crazy thing that I cannot buy something without a coupon! Now if it’s a life and death situation (like bath and body works hand soap) then I will give some wiggle room, it at least has to be on SALE! It drives my Josh crazy! But I think he’s learning how to be frugal and thrifty. Either that or when he’s on his own he’s going to go hog wild and buy everything he’s ever wanted regardless of coupons or sales!! Ohhh I hope not! That’s all I have for now!!biblemmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03997606049124862256noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8543167633964745662.post-67013092971347372932009-07-14T14:52:00.002-04:002009-07-14T15:01:59.588-04:00And more thoughts...Last evening I found myself unable to sleep, weighed with the burden of dear friends of ours who have just recently welcomed a baby into the world, a baby that at the very minute I am typing this, is fighting for his life. Sometimes I think as humans we want to control, we have it figured out and we have a back up plan if the first plan should fail, but my question then is, where does faith come in to play?? Is our faith something that we carry around like a helium balloon, it’s happy and fun and it’s there and we glance at it as we carry it along smiling, but when something serious happens we let that balloon go in order to free up OUR hands so We can get to work. When God’s hands already have it in control.. In scripture it tells us that we should “fix our eyes, not on what is SEEN, but on what is unseen.(2cor 4:17-18) So our faith needs to be a blind trust with our Heavenly Father. And as humans, it’s scary! Sometimes the places we are taken are cold and lonely and frightening but no matter where we go, no matter what the circumstances we face we are NEVER Alone!! When we face trials, it’s so important to cry out the Jesus, Psalm 143:6 I spread out my hands to you, my soul thirsts for you like a parched land.” I love that “My soul THIRSTS” for you, I know there have been a few times in my life when I felt that physical thirst, that if I didn't get a drink I was going to lose my mind, that thirst was a need that I would do anything to quench and it was all I could think about. That's what Jesus wants from us, He wants us to desire him more than anything and drink of the living water, and when we do we need never thirst! Praise God! Do I think after we drink of this living water that we are never going to have burdens in life? No way, however, I am saying that during those times we need to keep seeking, keep knocking and be persistent in our prayers!! Drawing near to Him and HE will draw near to us. Psalm 73:26 says that “my flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.” HE is with us, when we weep, HE is weeping and wrapping his gently loving arms around us and even though we cannot physically feel his touch, we fix our eyes on the unseen, knowing that He is our refuge and strength!<br />Join with me in lifting up this young couple and their baby son. We are asking for nothing less than a miracle in his life. And pray that this couple will continue to trust and obey, to be deliberately obedient and intentionally trust!!biblemmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03997606049124862256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8543167633964745662.post-16113302875785009352009-06-24T08:59:00.002-04:002009-06-24T09:21:48.246-04:00Thoughts...Lately I have been feeling a bit like a chicken running around with it's head cut off. I have this crazy "to do" list a mile long and I feel like I can't do anything else until those 'things' get checked off. Only here is the problem, life is going on around me and I'm standing still while my family whirls around me. I want to engage but that 'list' keeps pulling me back! UGH! So this morning God woke me up extra early, 6:24a.m. to be exact! I layed there and tried to fall back asleep to no avail so I popped out of bed and started a load of laundry, only that's not what God wanted me to do. He wanted me to grab His word and my coffee and park myself on the patio and be refreshed. I didn't listen. I couldn't find 'my' bible, I had left it in the pew at church. And when I decided to get my back up bible, I realized that my husband shared that one with someone. Instead of grabbing one of my husbands (many) bibles, I sat down and sulked. It went something like this, "see, i can't even have my own quiet time, I am so unorganized and now my bible is not where it needs to be and I don't want to read someone else's bible, I wanted my bible." Ewe as I type this Willie Wonka is playing in my head..."I want a golden egg daddy, why can't I have a golden egg" and with that SELFISH ran through my head. I have been allowing my own selfishness to sabotage myself! Silly right? Yet as I sit and reflect that happens a lot! I get in my own way! <br />John 10:10 says the thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy; I have come that you may have life and have it to the full." <br />In my selfishness of my self imposed "to do" list I have allowed the thief to steal my JOY! UGH So for the rest of this morning, if you need me, I'll be on the patio with my husband's bible and my coffee, Join me!!biblemmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03997606049124862256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8543167633964745662.post-79360530108900907822009-06-17T17:37:00.006-04:002009-06-17T18:06:06.714-04:00How Hannah became a true princess...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi8EhmzNppXspv5PWrLIbZS8j3Cay0TEEdP6IU9xHBCANnfJ4lyS_Jwp4B8T6HuyhnGMpmH3-eQNUyJgtXM12Lb5H3_jYVZKt7ihlmwHjCpeltvDXHP7_P1B05N6b54sAvXf6OXj19ytk/s1600-h/100_6190.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi8EhmzNppXspv5PWrLIbZS8j3Cay0TEEdP6IU9xHBCANnfJ4lyS_Jwp4B8T6HuyhnGMpmH3-eQNUyJgtXM12Lb5H3_jYVZKt7ihlmwHjCpeltvDXHP7_P1B05N6b54sAvXf6OXj19ytk/s320/100_6190.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348420564121707874" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-fLO4ypPgeLJ8eznSQG0jduyG5OTnSl0UIVIGcVShaBspoyMlGKlcaE9CkZZaASf7yb9tDK81de1I-KuoOdzMq4zTJ4ZpnMXL8CaDexzbJR9MRWZGbSHg5FOgOM9_q5mQpgvzn0LBz8I/s1600-h/100_6191.JPG"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqaW03WCm88oKtGYe3wUOfrtjH1OhaeVNq06Fq4Bk1SWN9Yo-T1s7MH3DRB6uVnddFc4OaYwhfBbrgWTlKUTAeX09xHeBSGsnyt1TkT2wobXvUBWCeinWt8dhC056YvCXmyF3OUHrN5jo/s320/100_6205.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348419709457323922" /></a><br /><br />We recently came home from a family vacation to Walt Disney World in Florida. We had a wonderful time, can't say I have the desire to ever go again, but I'm glad we did go. Especially for Hannah, because in another year I don't think the Princess Breakfast would have had quite the "magical-ness"! I found this mini book idea on a scrap site that I frequent and I knew that I had to make one for my princess too. Here is the story as it is journaled in the album:<br /><br />Once upon a time, not so very long ago in a far far away land there lived a beautiful maiden named Hannah. Her only fairy dream was to become an enchanting Princess. Her fairy God mother (mommy) always called her princess but she never really felt like a "true" princess.<br /><br />Then one day, Hannah went on an adventure to the "Kingdom of Magic" in Walt Disney World.<br /><br />One night while she slept, Cinderella came to her room in her magical carriage and left the beautiful maiden a wonderful gift.<br /><br />Hannah awoke from her slumber to find a beautiful gown, a crown and some fairy dust.<br /><br />Then fairy God "mommy" got right to work and transformed her into a beautiful princess.<br /><br />And then she received a royal proclamation by Her Highness the queen to attend a celebration at the Akerhus Royal Banquet Hall.<br /><br />Princess Hannah was extremely busy but she made time to enjoy breakfast with her fellow princesses.<br /><br />Belle even found time away from the Beast to laugh and spend time with the new Princess Hannah. <br /><br />Ariel was enchanted by Princess Hannah and stopped by to say Hello!<br /><br />Aurora was passing thru and wished the new Princess well.<br /><br />To end the day Snow White came by and joined the royal welcome.<br /><br />And just like her friend Cinderella, Hannah also learned that "A dream is a wish your heart makes when your fast asleep" And Princess Hannah lived Happily Ever After.<br /><br /><br />*I want her always to remember this story, it was a lot of fun!! Now here is the 'real' story about how the outfit 'magically' appeared! Sooooo everyone that knows me knows that I am frugal. If not, you do now. When we were planning this trip to Disney many people told me that my daughter HAS to go to the Bippity Bobbidi boutique, so I checked it out. After I pulled myself back up off the floor (the prices are crazy!) I got to thinking, now, how can I make Hannah feel like a princess, and be cost effective in the process??? Bingo, I made my way to the Disney outlet where they had High School Musical gowns on clearance. Next was the crown head piece, again on clearance and no respectable princess would be without shoes, or in this case flip flops!! Wheeeee and then to Claire's where they had the hair extensions, with beads, and a pretty star necklace. And walmart had the fairy dust! DONE! Packed it in our suitcases and the evening before the breakfast, after Miss Hannah fell asleep, I got out all the items and displayed them in our room. Her reaction was priceless and when she asked where it came from her big brother stepped in and said, "how else Hannah, Cinderella brought it, in her carriage" And thus the fairy "tale" began. The best part was, on our way to the bus, we saw a horse drawn carriage!! Yep, that was the cherry on top!!biblemmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03997606049124862256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8543167633964745662.post-61587862031029752302009-05-22T08:39:00.002-04:002009-05-22T08:46:51.170-04:00Let's do the basket weave...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiktgiBAKnuMxr5tT6zNn0c5jJMbZ9qW_3pZexdd7qzPMf7NKgv5Ax5YVXOuC5rE4xgZ4MqJ3yI-OvEcBfkGS5BnN-ZLc_lpJl15kfTPhCEXbsN_Qt50Dnlq5XdLYKD9aSM_38eq3UEreo/s1600-h/DSC_0023.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiktgiBAKnuMxr5tT6zNn0c5jJMbZ9qW_3pZexdd7qzPMf7NKgv5Ax5YVXOuC5rE4xgZ4MqJ3yI-OvEcBfkGS5BnN-ZLc_lpJl15kfTPhCEXbsN_Qt50Dnlq5XdLYKD9aSM_38eq3UEreo/s320/DSC_0023.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338628808121833122" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLjx75hlS14P0Rw2Sq0OYCstqFpdHaDEGkwcTElBquPL-94K63-5fS1b3N877oRY4J16oD1KKVFWhJxxtU9rCVDJMBCo2OMCL3erkErfEfNsDvhuEgclZ5_3SomzS3V84Hd_JgQ_CkWX0/s1600-h/DSC_0024.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLjx75hlS14P0Rw2Sq0OYCstqFpdHaDEGkwcTElBquPL-94K63-5fS1b3N877oRY4J16oD1KKVFWhJxxtU9rCVDJMBCo2OMCL3erkErfEfNsDvhuEgclZ5_3SomzS3V84Hd_JgQ_CkWX0/s320/DSC_0024.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338628793398773730" /></a><br />I learned something new!!! I love baking cakes and decorating them, I'm not a professional by any means but I love a challenge. My sister asked me to make a baby shower cake for her so is started looking for ideas. Several hundred photos later I settled on this design, it reminds me of the old style baby carriages, (a pram?) and I loved it. Only one problem, I had no idea how to basket weave! So I placed a phone call to *T* from church and she was more than happy to teach me! Yay! I love that women! She rocks! And so here is the finished result... A strawberry cream filled cake with butter cream icing and a fondant baby face with it's own itty bitty binky!!biblemmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03997606049124862256noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8543167633964745662.post-15575888278691977752009-05-16T17:45:00.002-04:002009-05-16T17:52:05.620-04:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCqUP1QP-8BA_crWWZ3vpUWSHYLvSbOSHb223mxBIlYN2jMuwpFVEEjLQD80GxvreW9fhgBsSf-9gI7dH2GGi5haMiYhcQHkzGr4X8-0eY1mmRPgkumgrCQ_OkQJdwYxLNJ09YwTw0Bs0/s1600-h/mam+with+black+frame.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCqUP1QP-8BA_crWWZ3vpUWSHYLvSbOSHb223mxBIlYN2jMuwpFVEEjLQD80GxvreW9fhgBsSf-9gI7dH2GGi5haMiYhcQHkzGr4X8-0eY1mmRPgkumgrCQ_OkQJdwYxLNJ09YwTw0Bs0/s320/mam+with+black+frame.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336541950366762610" /></a><br /><br />We have been cleaning out my mam mam’s house recently. And as I went thru each cupboard and each drawer I was feeling sad, not because she’s no longer with us, but because of the things I was finding.<br /><br />You see in her closets hung coats and clothes with tags on them, she was always waiting for a “special occasion” to wear them. In the kitchen were special serving dishes that had rusted new in the box and I thought “what good are these to her now?” Isn’t every day special, simply because God made it? Why then do we hold back on using things or wearing things for that ‘special’ time, that perfect moment? <br /><br />I say get up and wear that special dress to do your simple every day errands, make a meal and serve it to your family on those beautiful dishes! Why wait? Scripture tells us that our life is but a “breath” Psalm 144:4 and it also tells us not to “store up treasures on earth where moth and rust destroy” Matthew 6:19 <br /><br />It was a good life lesson for me, and a very teachable moment for the kids. Live everyday as if it were your last...biblemmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03997606049124862256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8543167633964745662.post-49328039686691748992009-03-24T14:02:00.003-04:002009-03-24T14:08:44.084-04:00Aren't they just the cutest 'lil things!!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjxxuG98iiMXluireSUr1W6Ix71rwo_Llro1Vtf0IGlju3wGYlt7BiQ4V4O0pRErkqDzb5XQ9jeBjis8FeUwiCBNE27iQ0KkgozI31Y4xIN4e8OVHs_lfxBjPNq-GyhU_LHSgGwtGfCNU/s1600-h/DSC_0012.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjxxuG98iiMXluireSUr1W6Ix71rwo_Llro1Vtf0IGlju3wGYlt7BiQ4V4O0pRErkqDzb5XQ9jeBjis8FeUwiCBNE27iQ0KkgozI31Y4xIN4e8OVHs_lfxBjPNq-GyhU_LHSgGwtGfCNU/s320/DSC_0012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316817798286867938" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyR4MnChlhPLiIf6ygczZ9N7_g9Acr9VLYb6JeRFnw_9vwldsQNHIRosqA4nWkX6dCk9i_sARK5uKLGkxm_VoLVNgzoaw4_FHcZ4tM-kZZNjrcCAHqj02auCvokjH8HAdodoPJOvGKw6M/s1600-h/DSC_0008.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyR4MnChlhPLiIf6ygczZ9N7_g9Acr9VLYb6JeRFnw_9vwldsQNHIRosqA4nWkX6dCk9i_sARK5uKLGkxm_VoLVNgzoaw4_FHcZ4tM-kZZNjrcCAHqj02auCvokjH8HAdodoPJOvGKw6M/s320/DSC_0008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316817794591375298" /></a><br />Look at these cute 'lil cake bites!! I just think they are the cutest things!! I got the recipe from another blog Bakarella. Only hers are way prettier! I think for the first time they turned out cute!! I think I was a bit impatient and the chocolate was not quite set or I just have really hot hands, but when I went to dip the top of the cute 'lil cake the chocolate would begin to melt and then I had to move real quickly so I didn't drop them. These treats are for my son's school, they are having a meal for the teachers tomorrow and I love to try new things. As an added bonus I'm also sending the butterbrickle cream cheese ball from Tastefully simple!! The cake bites are really sweet and yummy!!biblemmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03997606049124862256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8543167633964745662.post-59174201347581561142009-03-20T08:13:00.002-04:002009-03-20T08:24:13.530-04:00Like Father...Like daughterEvery night before bedtime we gather the kids for prayer. It's a nice time for us to unwind from the day and take time to review. Each night we ask What made you happy today? Sad? and Thankful! We never know what responses we will get. Now lately Dave has been calling on the kids to start the prayer and then he or I will close the prayer. Josh doesn't seem to mind, but Hannah not so much! Last night after our happy/sad/thankful she randomly said "OK guys I'm thinking of a number between 1 and 100" So of course we all made our guesses. She proudly announced that daddy had won and his prize was that He was going to pray tonight!! LOL Didn't see that coming! So why did I title this "like father like daughter"?? Dave can be pretty tricky sometimes, and every so often he hits me with, "I'm thinking of a number between 1 and 5" when I guess he automatically says "yep, now your getting up with the kids tomorrow" Nice!!! I think the best part is that Hannah has never heard Dave do that, she's in bed!! So for her to play the same card is pretty interesting!!biblemmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03997606049124862256noreply@blogger.com0