Saturday, March 21, 2009

Our holy hoiday day

Well...The day started off yesterday with a "fart", yep that is what I said.
Let me explain.
I went out to fetch the eggs and found this.
I thought perhaps a sparrow egg?
After research it is a rare "fart egg", yep that is what they are really called.
So needless to say we have had many good laughs about that.
We traveled up the high country .
We made a stop for a rest room break and bought a soda . It was at an old roadside cafe in Rye. An old mom and pop. I mean old this sweet man was bent over carrying the pot for his woman and she helping him. It was so endearing. I decided that we would invest our money here for supper when we returned down the mountain.
It is so important to try to share even in these tight times.
Think how it can help others who are struggling.
We continued up the highway to the north country.

There is a little honey stop in Pine Arizona.
These folks are amazing!
Few years back I made a $95 purchase of honey, yes I buy in bulk.
I had not a check or cash with me and this sweet woman looked me in the eye and said "mail it to me"...I was so shocked by her faith in me. I never forgot that act and example of faith in the human heart she showed me. A small thing yet huge to me. I told her of the memory of it. How much it impressed me.
I said to her that her beauty shined and makes a difference.
I invested in $80 today of honey.
Let me tell you our bees are in danger.
She told me that in the high country that she is
her garden!
No Bees there. She is having to ship bees in from New Zealand to supplement the hives.
The hives are placed around the state.

We drove on North.
All of the off roads were closed and fenced off! It was very strange. Perhaps they will open next weekend. We found a place and made a day for adventure.

First we had a snow/ice ball fight.
I laughed and played with the kids and it was so fun.

My leg unfortunately fell two feet into a hard packed ice drift and I feel forward (not being able to bend at the knee) after my dear sweet son helped me out, he is such a gentleman, I hiked for a while with them.
Daddy man was off hiding the cash (a toy truck).

Dash found a jaw bone.

We climbed under the barbed wire fence. Again Dash came to aide as I had a time getting under it with having to bend that stubborn leg. He said "here mom I'll help you get through and I'll be right here if you need me to help you up." Oh my I was so touched by his acts of service. I really like this kid.

We made it up a knoll, Dove threw a rock and I snapped it.
She is becoming a pre- teen, the hormonal moodiness is really beginning to change her. It is so beautiful to watch her and a bit bitter sweet.
It must really be hard for her. She is changing each day. So much less little child, trapped in the middle. Finding her way through.
I love her glee, her kindness and how quietly she waits her time. I have to really listen to her to hear her soft spoken way.

With walkie talkie we met up and then began instruction on the G.P.S.

Dove as eldest was given the duty of location.
Dash given the talkie.
We hiked within view, yet giving them the seance of distance independence calls for.

The concept challenged Dove but once she understood that the satellite needed to have a clear view of the GPS she got under way.
She led them to withing 7.5 feet and unfortunately Dash found it before she could look up and moved it from it's place. A few tense moments.

She found a leg bone of an animal and began to give the dead trees a "hair cut".
The anger passed and she soon was having a ball.
Then Dash joined in untill the bone broke.

I looked up from my perch to see this amazing tree that had been struck by lightening.

The dancing trees refreshed me and I am restored.
I ought to live in a forest, but alas it is not to be.
My soul just sucks it up when I get to go.

Then Dash found the perfect rifel

He could even remove the sight and reload.
Sounds, questions or statements are an ever flow from him.
He is quiet less than I could count on a hand in a day.
That mind is constantly going.

This I absorbed.

This snarled root of a fallen tree.

This before and around me.
I am rested of soul.

So time to set to mommy tasks.
Homemade bread sandwiches and lemon aid.
The breeze was chilled and my Beloved wrapped me in his coat.
I saw us getting a treat and sow off to the little town. When I was considering my efforts at the car, a thought I had. I took it to ponder if I would be willing to make a pie and sell it for $5. a slice. Then I thought about my pies...

Well as we entered
Strawberry limits a place where we had heard long ago had homemade pies came and we walked into the moment. The kids had a wonderful time and it was relly fun. The pie was good and well made. It is so refreshing to have a meal out and have it be a treat to me. Me who cooks every meal.

We then continued our adventure.
Speaking with Steve about the bee problem , feeling so good to have a years hunney, we noticed this tree. Steve noticed it he saw only two bees. He said that is not should be swarming with them. He thought the children that it was in earlier years that a tree like this would have so many bees that the tree would hum.
Today it was silent...

So beautiful, Dove and Dash picked them and gifted me.

Now this was a grand day out!
The perfect hill!
It was time to roll baby!!!!!!

over and over and over

We intentionally let the kids set the pace and not rush them.
This , this is timeless and priceless.
They had so much fun!

We continued to walk around the lake.
The kids sat at the curb to put their shoes on and watched this man fly fishing.
Dash said how much he wished he could go fishing.

This old soul was so kind to the children. Daddy Man and I sat (near) and let the children receive from a kind elder.
this fellow was a retired sheriff up in the area that my nephew died.
I Asked him if he knew the officer who called me to inform me of the finding of the body...
Well he had trained the guy.
He teared up a few times.
He needed to know that he made a difference in the world.
He being a grandfather was very patient with the kids.

The kids wanted to just stay and watch him fish.
he said" as long as they bring him good luck".
He caught 12 fish! in about a half and hours time.
The kids would run down to the water each time.
Fly fishing as he was we tought them to keep the distance of the line for the wind was blowing.

They now have learned the anatomy of the blue gill and the ? cant remember it...
He reaffirmed what I have taught them and it was just so cool.
The kids did not know that I once fished often.
I may try to get a fishing license and take them urban fishing.
I have little appetite for eating them.
The waters now are not clear and clean.
So I just stopped fishing after a haul of cat fish.
I could not get them to die once caught it was the last catch I did.
Can't stand to see a thing suffer so.
Now trout pass quickly and than I am thankful and can pass to the preparation of the sustenance. I'll never clean another catfish.

They had so much fun.
This man began to say that he needs God all the time too.
He grew silent and looked at the kids...spoke vaguely of his years in service of how he saw the kids suffering was the hardest part of his job. He began to cry...He then looked up at me and smiled telling me how much of a blessing our family was to him and how much the children blessed his day.
We gave each other a hug and he was shaking. I told him to remember to flee to God for the healing and comfort.

He had the kids hold up the catch for Daddy Man.
At one time Dash was trying to tell us he threw the fish in. We all were telling him, no they are on the chain. It came to pass he expressed it a different way and Dash indeed saved the catch for the elder had forgotten to hook the chain on land.

We did stop for supper at that cafe.
It was a splurg on the budget but it is due for us to do so a little.
All work and no fun...
We walked into what I saw earlier in the da and let the kids have their own booth.
They practiced the art of independence ans we sat in the next booth with our backs to them.
They felt like the top of the world being trusted to do so.
It was so cute!
The waitress was good and patient.
Speaking of good! Oh those burgers were awesome! If I am not going to be the one cooking it, it is a great treat when the one who does prepares it well.
A real nice time.

Driving home down the hill the kids were quiet with the IPODS on and they were listening to pod casts that Daddy had loaded on for them. They each had their s set on the same thing. It was comedy skits. It was wonderful hearing Dove wrar with laughter.

Once we got home we unloaded and the kids had bath time.
We then opened the "fart" egg.
It was so tiny.

It is very rair for them to have a yoke.

It is not an edible egg though.

Now with all that said and done.
Dove asked to take a picture...
Then they were of to camp out the last time.
They slept out three nights in the tent.
The dogs stay with them.
We were both ready to shower and to sleep!
It was an awesome day!!!!!!!!!

a trip to the High Country

Full of divine appointments.
We all had an awesome day!
I will post more tomorrow.

Friday, March 20, 2009

Love Languages. A wonderful Aniversary day

This Wonderful Husband/ friend/ lover of mine
spent the day giving to me many wonderful gifts.
Last night he got to hear the washer , appalled he said
"you have been putting up with that"?

The bearing has gone out again .
Two years back he had to replace it.

With all the overtime I had not mentioned it to him...


Thursday he drove the truck "he said Hun this thing is pulling!"
So we postponed the forest until the marrow.

Today He took the children with him and ran errands to get the parts and the buns for lunch burgers.
He removed the old parts and bought the part and replaced the bearing and the washer is as new. He even replaced a cosmetic part so it looked pretty as new. It now is so nice to see that the washer does not look like an old piece of junk unkempt and such. See he knew my heart. He knew these things hindered me and his priority is to make my life as wonderful as he is able.

We never hire these things for we research and do it our self.
Doing this has saved us tens of thousands over our years together.
We both happen though to be very machanically inclined.

We dropped off the Truck and the guarantee was still active.
They thought we may have hit a pot hole.
Steve and I both think they forgot to tighten a bolt

Last night he had to remove the toilet because I accidentally had my debit card fall out of my jeans back pocket...
He got it, and it was no easy or pleasant task.

It got flushed...
Steve fixed it.
He NEVER once spoke any ridicule or resentment.
He even had a very good laugh.
He, after doing that horrible job made me feel better about it by bringing in humor where I was so sorry to have caused the issue (even though it was a simple accident) that and I was terribly embarrassed.

He set the tent up in the back yard and rigged a light for them.
for disappointed children for we put the trip north off for the morrow.
They camped out in it last night and will again tonight.
(The dogs are with them and guard them well)
The tent is just outside our bedroom door.

This morning the kids were bothered that Daddy did not give me a gift.
What one day I hope to help them, and others understand is that...

He is the gift.
His heart gives in his own voice.
This evening he replaced the seal on the glass shower door.
This was on a "to do" list that he never has a chance to tend too doing 10 hour days.

He gave an evening to a sister in need , loving her with the kindness that she so needed from a brother. She is my dear friend. Those I love ...he loves as well . Deeply caring about who and what I care about.

After this long day as he always does he defers to me..."Hun, Would you like the first shower to heat soak your back and make it feel better....Always concidering me before himself.

My gifts to him today...
He was thrilled to have the new shop layout. It worked out so well to be able to do the washer job.
I planted some more peas in the garden, gave all the veggie and flowers some fish emulsion to help set more buds = more crop and flowers. Harvested raddish and peas.
Fed the tomatoes. I centered and renewed my mind by making what was important to me priority. He loves it when I do that for then I thrive.
Then The sweet peas that were planted last month outside the kitchen window are now set to climb a trellis. Several Mammoth sunflowers now are planted and some Indian blanket flowers too. A few more 4 o'clock's are in (flowers).
The wonderful Iris now have a better view for I trimmed the Indian Paint brush.
Lunch/ dinner
The flower beds cleared of spent flowers and leaves.
Creating beauty around us.

I am the gift given to him.

This is our marriage.
This is a union.

It is not in what we expect from each

It is in who/what we recieve in/and from each other.
It is who we are to each other.
Love spoken and silent.
All around us and in us,
and trough us.

Thank you all for your prayers and well wishes.
It has been an awesome day!

Sisterhood Award

Karen from Homespun Simplicity
gifted we who enjoy her beautiful heart with the
cool Sisterhood Award.
Thank You.

..."who are my sisters...but those who do the will of the Father."
So I pass this to you who love...
For this is His will that we LOVE...
Receive this all of you.
So even if we Love imperfectly , it is in our hearts desire to do so, this is what We are known by.

I am my Beloveds!

And ...
He is mine!

His banner over me is love!
27 th year of
Happy Anniversary's!

Oh how fun your humor is
How endless your devotion
How compelling your generosity
How wonderfully your commitment to us excels us

I asked for a "Man that Loves God...not a religious man"
For a home of my own.

This union between us
This covenant cut
Witnessed and held in highest charge
is a union, a commencement of Love.

The best thing I cold ever tell another is

We are for each other.
Always even when we were fed up with each other as any couple will become occasionally...
We are for each other.

Our hearts are one.

Thursday, March 19, 2009

March 20th 1982 My love for you is deathless.

Nine months later It was my first Christmas with you...

My Darling "it's Kissmass (the movie Glory) everyday"...

She is so young and full of promise.
Your the reason her potential was tapped.
HE used you darling to heal her.

We have fought out battles and won the war over the darkness...
He has won that war long ago for us, yet we endured the battle.

Now 27 years later...

You captured her my love...
As the Song of Salomon, you have embraced my soul.
You have taken away from me the things that hid me.
A safe haven have you are for me.
Your Love the first I had known...
Unconditional as any man would be able.
Yet you Love for God made you more than able.
Able you then became... because you first loved me.

It is to you who lay down your life for me daily
For our children...
My love for you is deathless...

This is our love letter of humility
That we remember who we are.

Solomon Ballou died on July 21, 1861- at the first battle of Bull Run.
My very dear Sarah:

The indications are very strong that we will move in a few days - perhaps tomorrow. Lest I should not be able to write you again, I feel impelled to write a few lines that may fall under your eye when I shall be no more.

Our movement may be one of a few days duration and full of pleasure - or it may be one of sever conflict and death to me. Not my will, but thine, O God, be done. If it is necessary that I should fall on the battlefield for my country, I am ready. I have no misgivings about, or lack of confidence in, the cause in which I am engaged, and my courage does not halt or falter. I know how strongly American Civilization now leans upon the triumph of the government, and how great a debt we owe to those who went before us through the blood and suffering of the Revolution. And I am willing - perfectly willing - to lay down all my joys in this life to help maintain this government, and to pay that debt.

But, my dear wife, when I know that with my own joys I lay down nearly all of yours, and replace them in this life with cares and sorrows - when, after having eaten for long years the bitter fruit of orphanage myself, I must offer it as their only sustenance to my dear little children - is it weak or dishonorable, while the banner of my purpose floats calmly and proudly in the breeze, that my unbounded love for you, my darling wife and children, should struggle in fierce, though useless, contest with my love of country?

I cannot describe to you my feelings on this calm summer night, when two thousand men are sleeping around me, many of them enjoying the last, perhaps, before that of death - and I, suspicious that Death is creeping behind me with his fatal dart, am communing with God, my country, and thee.

I have sought most closely and diligently, and often in my breast, for a wrong motive in thus hazarding the happiness of those I loved, and I could not find one. A pure love of my country and the principles I have often advocated before the people and "the name of honor that I love more than I fear death" have called upon me, and I have obeyed.

Sarah, my love for you is deathless, it seems to bind me to you with mighty cables that nothing but Omnipotence could break; and yet my love of Country comes over me like a strong wind and bears me irresistibly on, with all these chains, to the battlefield.

The memories of the blissful moments I have spent with you come creeping over me, and I feel most gratified to God and to you that I have enjoyed them so long. And hard for me it is to give them up and burn to ashes the hopes of future years when, God willing, we might still have lived and loved together, and seen our sons grow up to honorable manhood around us. I have, I know, but few and small claims upon Divine Providence, but something whispers to me - perhaps it is the wafted prayer of my little Edgar - that I shall return to my loved ones unharmed. If I do not, my dear Sarah, never forget how much I love you, and when my last breath escapes me on the battlefield, it will whisper your name.

Forgive my many faults, and the many pains I have caused you. How thoughtless and foolish I have often times been! How gladly would I wash out with my tears every little spot upon your happiness, and struggle with all the misfortune of this world, to shield you and my children from harm. But I cannot. I must watch you from the spirit land and hover near you, while you buffet the storms with your precious little freight, and wait with sad patience till we meet to part no more.

But, O Sarah! If the dead can come back to this earth and flit unseen around those they loved, I shall always be near you; in the garish day and in the darkest night - amidst your happiest scenes and gloomiest hours - always, always; and if there be a soft breeze upon your cheek, it shall be my breath; or the cool air fans your throbbing temple, it shall be my spirit passing by.

Sarah, do not mourn me dead; think I am gone and wait for thee, for we shall meet again.

As for my little boys, they will grow as I have done, and never know a father's love and care. Little Willie is too young to remember me long, and my blue-eyed Edgar will keep my frolics with him among the dimmest memories of his childhood. Sarah, I have unlimited confidence in your maternal care and your development of their characters. Tell our mothers I call God's blessing upon them.

O Sarah, I wait for you there! Come to me, and lead thither my children.

- Sullivan

My Darling we are so blessed to live and love and to see our children grow into honorable young man and woman.
My love for you is deathless...
Your love gifts me with the happiest of anniversary's
May my love flood you the same/

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To whom much is given
My hands open to you.
Think of it as a thanksgiving offering

Thankful Thursday

We are free to live in


A gift so treasured every thing pales in compare to this
One Body,
One Mind
, One Purpose.

I come easily to say...

My fellows please pray for my friends daughter .
Her daughter was battered by a former boyfriend,
She is in surgery this morning for a broken jaw.
We shall pray together for them ...yes?
She is there now undergoing having it wired together.

Please pray yet for my niece,
shall deliver and baby is breach.
That this baby boy will turn
so that c-section might be avoided.
Her Mothers wounded heart.
That freedom to find pure delight
in this terrible time of loss in her son.
My niece in her loss of her only big brother
Her only sibling.
That she would find strength to deliver in this time of sorrow.

In unity of purpose
To guard the week and wherry.
I am going to help out a single mom today and watch her daughter (Dove's friend).
It is spring break here.
A sweet soul offered to receive Dash for some boy time at her house.
One on one play date that he will attend today.
Our hearts come together for the children.
Doing and being one with a heart to offer them joy.

Tomorrow is our 27 th wedding anniversary.
When we in our Union come to recall the joy of Loving and of a single mind.
Steve to take the day off and we are going to the forest to do a geo cash for the kids. It is a treasure hunt where he will hike off into the forest and set a concordance with the GPS then come back.
Giving the kids the GPS they will have to go find a hidden treasure by the navigation alone.
It sounds so fun for them.
Oh the forest!

Unity of purpose.
There is a retreat of bloggers coming up in October 2009.
A time where eye meets eye face to face.
Souls come to overlook what eye sees and hearts prevail.
Where once strangers will come
set aside the veil that might of never allowed to have a friendship
were it not for this marvelous technology.

A place of belonging that is so innately needed
in our human condition as to be primary to desire.

One with God
One with each other
yes... within the unity under the offering of the final sacrifice
Christ Jesus.
Yet even in peace with my neighbors and enemies as far as it is possible .
To live on good terms with all persons.
One with my husband.
One with my children
May that always be...
One in purpose
Delighting in each other.

For this , this day I am most thankful.

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Hidden costs of living...frugality

It is often in the things we take for granted that we find the greatest waste.
The cost of Electric, water and phone/internet is added to find your expense in these areas
One way to get a good idea is to find if your utility offers a "balanced payment plan" our electric does so We pay the average of what our costs are in a calendar year. Of course your place of residency must be established for a year to do so.
This is the billing for each month
No look at your water costs
and so forth...Add these together and see what your daily cost is by dividing it by 30 days.

Study these things and target a goal.
Be creative at ways to bring each utility under your authority (so to speak)

Electric: call your electric company for a check on the average homeowner like you and see if you fall in line. Now insulate, use a time of use plan and so forth. Plant shade trees or cover glass with sun shades. Learn! Investigate what you can do to keep some of your hard earned money.

Water Treatment Plant
We use Reverse Osmosis under the kitchen sink for ingested water
Primary investment!

Wisdom gained after two trips to Russia
Water : this is my biggy, I want a water tank to harvest rain water so bad! Even here in the desert this could really make a difference. Not only in the volume consumed on the grid, but the quality of the chlorine free water for my garden. I am still in a bit of a battle with my husband on this on. Use care and use it wisely. I am not able to use my gray water in my set up. If you do use it take care that all cleaners are bio degradable. Fill your sink half way and the fill it up with the rinse water as your first load is rinced off. Think reuse and conserve. Not just for the dollar but for the respect of it.

check your phone bill
Phone and internet service. This is in a very primary way for us. I do not own a cell phone (however a friend confiscated a teenage daughters phone and lent it to me for emergency use) . We use a phone card not the long distance of the phone company. We therefore know the cost each month and have no surprises.
We have no bells or whistles, just basic service. Bare bone, no caller id, why? I can ask who it is if I do not know. If I am concerned I can just let the answering machine get it. I have done nothing wrong so nothing to hide and no one to be afraid of. If it is a telemarketer I kindly bid them no, and hang up. They are surprised when your kind to them. I was one for a month or two many years ago. It is a horrible job full of rejection. Accept them reject the marketing.
Regarding directory assistance the internet is faster and that is just what they do for you for $1.

No cable TV, try (HULU this is a hot link) on line for movies. They are free (except of course the internet charge) . This is included on our phone bill.

We have no car payment and have never done so. We drive high quality (by consumer reports standards) cars. do research on anything you purchase! Buy the very best you can afford. Buy for the long term of the item. Not just the bells and whistles of show off to your cronies. :) This reduces the tax and registration and Insurance fees. By having your home and auto insurance at one company. Caution (as a former licensed insurance agent) I will tell you... avoid anything other than a "standard" insurer. Auto Indemnity such as geico may be cheep but when you have one incident your rates will sky rocket and it will take 5 years to be able to switch back to a standard policy with a standard insurer. You will be grouped with "high risk" clientele for years.

We do not use a credit card and have become debt free! (except for the mortgage).
We use a zero balance budget sheet every month and account for each dollar of income before we ever see it. One -two months in advance. If we get hit we just transfer the category on the sheet and know right where we stand.

We have no flat screen. I was married 16 years before I had a micro. I did not suffer. I just kept a tea kettle on the stove for hot water.
study these things learn about what power you have to reduce your dependency.

I love my homemade laundry soap. Invest in the tools of the trade. A food mill and so forth.
Look at what you use... think before you toss it out. Can you use it for something you normally purchase new?

Creating a compost pile.

Compost. When you mow save the trimmings, the kitchen scrap research it.
Boil your bones and root scrap (then strain it) for soup stock. Soup stock is a basic ingredient of the very best kitchens.
Garden. Even if only in a pot. Study heirloom seeds (save your seeds) for the others are mules and can not be planted. This a ploy to stop us from the freedoms, so that we find dependency on the seed manufacturers.

Oh yes the work is hard , but that is the joy of life to find pleasure in the labor of our hands.
Consider it a free gym membership :)

I would rather do it for myself than to have to go out to earn the money and pay someone else to do it for me (at their standard). Now with so much unemployment these skills are essential. with other families or thrift. Learn to sew! Mend rips and sew on a button when it falls off! Don't toss the garment (unless you want someone like me to find it for next to nothing) :) I do not mind sewing on a button...nice price

Make your own cosmetics TRY Blogs like this one for information.

Walk softly yet leave an impression that flatters the ground you walk on.

Morning Menu Daily Expense

Steve's lunch = $.81 cents
Bread (home ground home made is .34 cents a loaf) .03 cents
lunch meat .50 cents
Mao .02 cents
Organic corn chips .25 cents
Lemon Aid .o1 cent of sugar
lemons for free (glean the neighborhood) ask if they need a home rather than to see the food go to spoil. Many folks will be delighted to see it being used.

Steve's breakfast
In refer is kept plastic lidded cups, the kind saved from the restaurants over the years.
Orange juice .25 cents for 6 oz.
Lead in add I got it for 2.59 for 64 oz.

in a baggie .01 cent
Home made Breakfast cookies (I'll try to link to the post with the recipe) .16 cents for two plus the baggie
.17 cents a day
66 cookies =$5.45*66= apx .08 cents each
one pound butter $2.
oats .75 cents
flax .10 cents
eggs x4 $1.20
staple (soda,powder,cinnamon,clove, almond extract) .10 cents
(sugar, brn sugar, flours home ground) $1.10

Healthy Breakfast on the road .42 cents

Morning dog food is apx $40. bag for 40 pounds (often I can get it for $35.)
They eat about 2 pounds a day
$2. a day feeds the dogs a very healthy blend.
This can be home made , but after I investigated it my time costs more than it would be worth.

Coffee 2 cup .36 cents a day
.26 cents a pot of 2 cups
soy milk .10 cents
In bulk is $12. for 3 pounds Home Ground
Dove .45 cents
.15 cents
soy milk .30 cents
$1.50 a large box lead in add bought in bulk, watch dates.
Dove has this or bread
Dash .46 cents
3 eggs .45 cents
olive oil .01
Me a bowl of cereal and soy milk
Me .45
Chickens eat $1.25 a day in feed
cost of eggs calculated with it in mind.
Wild bird seed is .45 cents a day for 5 feeders (when I fill them) they are good pollinators for the garden and also for my soul.

Four people, two dogs and 6 chickens feed breakfast
Wild bird every other day or so.
and Steve off with lunch for
$6.65 a day
add to that lunch for the kids and I
Snacks for the kids and I through out the day
Dinner meal around $5. or under
Around $12. a day
for the feeding of everyone on the estate.

Once the garden gets along the evening meal and lunches will get real cheep.
We have melons and beans and all sorts of good foods out there.

The produce guy gives us the scrap that they put down the disposal normally
Glean your community.

Now add to that homemade Laundry soap and cleaners.

This is a great exercise in reality.
Check out a $5. Dinners
She is on the right track and leading others well on to it.

Older women likewise teach the younger women...

• how to love their husbands
• how to love their children
• how to be self-controlled
• how to be pure
• how to be keepers at home
• how to be kind and submissive (not subservient) to their own husbands. (See Titus 2:3-5)

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By Maya Angelou

'A woman's heart should be so hidden in Christ
That a man should have to seek Him first to find her.'

When I say... 'I am a Christian' I'm not shouting 'I'm clean living,'
I'm whispering 'I was lost, Now I'm found and forgiven.'

When I say... 'I am a Christian' I don't speak of this with pride.
I'm confessing that I stumble and need Christ to be my guide.

When I say... 'I am a Christian' I'm not trying to be strong.
I'm professing that I'm weak and need His strength to carry on.

When I say.. 'I am a Christian' I'm not bragging of success.
I'm admitting I have failed and need God to clean my mess.

When I say... 'I am a Christian' I'm not claiming to be perfect,
My flaws are far too visible, but God believes I am worth it.

When I say... 'I am a Christian' I still feel the sting of pain...
I have my share of heartaches, so I call upon His name.

When I say... 'I am a Christian' I'm not holier than thou,
I'm just a simple sinner Who received God's good grace, somehow!

Words have power. Here are a few of my favorite sayings.

  • A warm cup of tea is like a cuddle with a friend.
  • The North American Indians have a more eloquent word for ‘friend’ than we do in English. In their language, the word for friend literally means, “the one who carries my sorrows on his back.”
  • Return with Honor
  • The sage anticipates things that are difficult while they are easy, and does things that would become great while they are small. All difficult things in the world are sure to arise from a previous state in which they were easy, and all great things from one in which they were small. Therefore the sage, while he never does what is great, is able on that account to accomplish the greatest things."
  • “Live so that when your children hear these words they think of you… Fairness Caring Integrity Honesty Love Trust.”
  • "O Lord help my words to be gracious and tender today, for tomarrow I may have to eat them."
  • "No man has ever been shot while doing the dishes"

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Amy has clicked her heals and flown to her real home. There is no place like home.

This was given to me for the third time in just a few weeks.

Zephaniah 3:17 NLT
"For the LORD your God has arrived to live among you. He is a mighty savior. He will rejoice over you with great gladness. With his love, he will calm all your fears. He will exult over you by singing a happy song."

Thank You Ross

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What warm hearts you all offer

Thank you all for the kindness you have shown me with every Award. I am embraced. You Are a blessing.

Thank you Michelle

Thank you Michelle

Thank you Annette they are beautiful
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