Archive | January 2008

Thursday Thirteen – 14th Edition

My dear friend Gloria sent these photos to me today and I wish I would have gotten them last week because this would have made a really cool TT 13th Edition, but no use fretting about it – here’s  my 14th Edition.  These costumes are all made out of balloons – cool or what???  This takes balloon animals to a whole new level!!

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Works For Me Wednesday – Hallmark.com

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My tip for this week is to use the Internet so you never miss another Birthday, Anniversary, Holiday, Thank You, or lose contact with friends.

First, register for a free account at hallmark.

 

Second, use their online address book at  hallmark to keep track of all your addresses, phone numbers and email addresses, this way even when you aren’t home you can find an address as long as you’ve got access to a computer.

Third, use the Reminder service at hallmark to set up reminders for every birthday, anniversary or upcoming events and get an email reminder a day in advance, or a week in advance, or even 2 weeks in advance.

Last but not least, go here hallmark to create an E-card for each event and set the date for delivery for the date of the event.  You can create a card for just about any occasion, whether it’s a birthday,holiday or thank you card, or just telling a good friend you miss them.  It’s that easy and it doesn’t take more than a few minutes for each card.  You can schedule all your cards for 2008 in an hour or so depending on how many you have to create and you’ll never have to worry about missing a special occasion ever again!

De-cluttering My House Days 19 & 20

I spent the past 2 days finishing up the book Water for Elephants by Sara Gruen, which is somewhat of a de-cluttering as it has cleared a book off my nightstand and since my daughter wants to read it, it’ll even leave the house!  Woo-hoo!  This was a compelling story and the only negative thing I must report about the book is the occasional use of profanity which was totally un-necessary and the author could have refrained from the usage and still had a wonderful novel.  Now that I’m done this book, I’ll be able to finish And The Angels Were Silent, The Final Week of Jesus by Max Lucado and get that book off my nightstand.  I won’t be starting any other books for awhile because I really want to focus on the courses I’ve signed up for through Online Bible College and Benny Hinn Ministries and I consider this de-cluttering as it is something that I have left unfinished and it’s in the back of my mind causing me stress because I started something that I know God wanted me to do and I’ve let it fall by the wayside.

I’m still catching up on my DVR recordings and I’m making great headway.  I’ve said it before, watching these messages help me to de-clutter my mind and spirit and has rekindled my desire to become closer to God and walk in His plan and purpose for my life.  I long to hear Him again and getting the clutter out of  my head is the best way to start.

I started to go through and iSlice some of my other magazines and have earmarked tomorrow as the day to finish going through all of my magazines and pamphlets so that I can cross that off my to do list.

I’ve noticed a real decrease in the amount of emails I receive from when I went through my inbox and started unsubscribing to some emails so that de-cluttering effort is already paying off.  Sometime ago I wrote a post about how you can stop getting telemarketing calls by placing yourself on the Do Not Call list as well reducing your junk mail by getting on the Do Not Send list.  It took a few months but I’ve noticed a real decrease in the amount of junk mail in my mailbox.  This is great not only for me, but for the environment – less stuff for me to shred, less trees being cut down to make the paper that I end up shredding.

Well, that’s all for today, time to sit down and relax with the hubby and chat about his day, then clean up the dinner dishes and then I’m off to my bedroom by 8pm when American Idol will be streaming into my living room holding my husband and daughter captive – UGH, when will it stop!

Interceding For Our Children Week of Jan 27th

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Each week, Interceding For Our Children posts a new prayer and I feel it is so important that we pray for our children that I want to list the prayers here as well.   Take a moment to say this prayer over any children in your life, and then visit IFOC to see prior prayers she has posted.

 Take care and God bless you.

I pray that ______________ be given the gift of joy. Let the spirit of joy rise up in their heart this week and may they know the fullness of joy that is found only in Your presence. Help them to understand that true happiness and joy are found only in You. Whenever they are overtaken by negative emotions, surround them with Your love. Teach them to say, “This is the day that the Lord has made, we will rejoice and be glad in it” (Psalm 18:24).

“You will show me the path of life; in Your presence is fullness of joy; at Your right hand are pleasures forevermore.” Psalm 16:11

“His anger is but for a moment, His favor is for life; weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning.” Psalm 30:5

Now That’s God

My Mom sent me a link to this in an email today.  She didn’t warn me that I would need tissues, so I’m warning you – have some on hand.  This story, true or not, touched my heart deeply and I felt led to share it with you.

It was one of the hottest days of the dry season. We had not seen rain in almost a month. The crops were dying. Cows had stopped giving milk. The creeks and streams were long gone back into the earth. It was a dry season that would bankrupt several farmers before it was through.                                 

Every day, my husband and his brothers would go about the arduous process of trying to get water to the fields. Lately this process had involved taking a truck to the local water rendering plant and filling it up with water. But severe rationing had cut everyone off. If we didn’t see some rain soon…we would lose everything. It was on this day that I learned the true lesson of sharing and witnessed the only miracle I have seen with my own eyes.                                                                              

I was in the kitchen making lunch for my husband and his brothers when I saw my six-year-old son, Billy, walking toward the woods. He wasn’t walking with the usual carefree abandon of a youth but with a serious purpose. I could only see his back. He was obviously walking with a great effort … trying to be as still as possible. Minutes after he disappeared into the woods, he came running out again, toward the house. I went back to making sandwiches; thinking that whatever task he had been doing was completed. Moments later, however, he was once again walking in that slow purposeful stride toward the woods. This activity went on for an hour: walking carefully to the woods, running back to the house.                                                     

Finally I couldn’t take it any longer and I crept out of the house and followed him on his journey (being very careful not to be seen…as he was obviously doing important work and didn’t need his Mommy checking up on him). He was cupping both hands in front of him as he walked, being very careful not to spill the water he held in them … maybe two or three tablespoons were held in his tiny hands. I sneaked close as he went into the woods. Branches and thorns slapped his little face, but he did not try to avoid them. He had a much higher purpose. As I leaned in to spy on him, I saw the most amazing site.                      

Several large deer loomed in front of him. Billy walked right up to them. I almost screamed for him to get away. A huge buck with elaborate antlers was dangerously close. But the buck did not threaten him…he didn’t even move as Billy knelt down. And I saw a tiny fawn lying on the ground; obviously suffering from dehydration and heat exhaustion, lift its head with great effort to lap up the water cupped in my beautiful boy’s hand. When the water was gone, Billy jumped up to run back to the house and I hid behind a tree.                                                            

I followed him back to the house to a spigot to which we had shut off the water. Billy opened it all the way up and a small trickle began to creep out. He knelt there, letting the drip, drip slowly fill up his makeshift “cup,” as the sun beat down on his little back. And it came clear to me: The trouble he had gotten into for playing with the hose the week before. The lecture he had received about the importance of not wasting water. The reason he didn’t ask me to help him. It took almost twenty minutes for the drops to fill his hands. When he stood up and began the trek back, I was there in front of him.  His little eyes just filled with tears. “I’m not wasting,” was all he said. As he began his walk, I joined him…with a small pot of water from the kitchen. I let him tend to the fawn. I stayed away. It was his job.                                                                             

I stood on the edge of the woods watching the most beautiful heart I have ever known working so hard to save another life. As the tears that rolled down my face began to hit the ground, other drops…and more drops…and more suddenly joined them. I looked up at the sky. It was as if God, himself, was weeping with pride.                                                            

Some will probably say that this was all just a huge coincidence. Those miracles don’t really exist. That it was bound to rain sometime. And I can’t argue with that… I’m not going to try. All I can say is that the rain that came that day saved our farm…just like the actions of one little boy saved another.                                                                                          

I don’t know if anyone will read this…but I had to send it out. To honor the memory of my beautiful Billy, who was taken from me much too soon… But not before showing me the true face of God, in a little, sunburned body.                                     

*~THAT’S GOD ~*

Have you ever been just sitting there and all of a sudden you feel like doing something nice for someone you care for?
THAT’S GOD! He speaks to you through the Holy Spirit
Have you ever been down and out and nobody seems to be around for you to talk to?
THAT’S GOD! He wants you to speak to Him.        

Have you ever been thinking about somebody that you haven’t seen in a long time and then next thing you know you see them or receive a phone call from them?
THAT’S GOD! There’s no such thing as coincidence.              

Have you ever received something wonderful that you didn’t even ask for, like money in the mail, a debt that had mysteriously been cleared, or a coupon to a department store where you had just seen something you wanted, but couldn’t afford.
THAT’S GOD. . He knows the desires of your heart. .             

Have you ever been in a situation and you had no clue how it is going to get better, but now you look back on it?
THAT’S GOD! He passes us through tribulation to see a brighter day.                                                                                          

Don’t tell GOD how Big your storm is.  Tell the storm how Big your GOD is!
HAVE A BLESSED DAY

What Color Crayon Are You?

I found this over at The Happy Wonderer and thought it was fun so I decided to participate too.  I’m a green crayon and even though my favorite color is purple, I like what it says about me so I’ll stick with the green. 

 

You Are a Green Crayon

Your world is colored in harmonious, peaceful, natural colors.
While some may associate green with money, you are one of the least materialistic people around.
Comfort is important to you. You like to feel as relaxed as possible – and you try to make others feel at ease.
You’re very happy with who you are, and it certainly shows!
Your color wheel opposite is red. Every time you feel grounded, a red person does their best to shake you.

 

What Color Crayon Are You?

Francis Manahan – Prayer Request

Dear friends, please lift Francis Manahan up in prayer.  He’s temporarily in Quaker Nursing Home, Woodstown, NJ as he’s had shingles and is trying to regain his strength.  His condition has weakened him and he could really use our prayers.

Heavenly Father, Master of the Universe, I come to you on behalf of Francis Manahan.  In the mighty name of Jesus we declare him healed of shingles and all the affects it has had on his body.  We send Your Holy Word out to him declaring healing and rebuking the enemy.  Father, Your Son Jesus, bore all sickness for all eternity on His back while on the cross so that we can walk in healing.  Through His death we have been given life and power and authority and so we bind the enemy and Your Word says that what ever we bind on earth will be bound in Heaven.  Every blood cell in Francis’ body carries life and healing to his organs, tissue, muscles and bones.  We praise You Father for Your love and mercy and thank You for sending Your only Son so that we may have life and have it more abundantly, in the matchless name of Jesus, we believe and receive Your healing, Amen.