Grow Up Monday

Grow Up! Monday
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This is what we are to speak of ....
What we have witnessed, heard, seen and learned in Him.

I am seeing that all that I have sought to gain and all that I have made efforts toward are here now. He has made me able to keep the vows and the promises that filled my youth into this life now that I have given to myself. Every choice every hard effort worth it! I promised and I know in the agreement of my maker to fight for this life with everything within me .

I am functional, raising well my children longed for so many many years. Home making creating this manor to have a homestead to secure the lives of those who dwell under this roof. Bellies fed well. Hearts loved and tendered. Minds feed as well. A wife who is adored by he who chose me. HE CHOSE ME! HE IS GLAD THAT HE DID SO. My husband is GLAD that I am his Bride! Oh YA!!!! Every word spoken against me placed back in the face of those who had such little confidence in me. Who feared I would ruin the man. HA! I have lived. I live! My Man lives a life his friends long for and It is that determination and the diligence set within me.
ME! an accomplished woman of a wonderful restorative God!

As child I promised that if they (my tormenting abusive torturers) did not make me like them and that if I did not let them make me crazy I would give myself a life one day I promised. Every time I was being ripped apart in my being He kept me in this vow and gave me a hope and a promise to get through the trials that no one should have to endure. But even so He was there and it was not He who let me down or failed me. It was the sin that worked wild in the hearts of those men and women who so wounded and so soul sick and defiled it was being under their authority . Yet it is He who was the keeper of my soul as he is even now.

In this the life that I have fought for and succeeded to gain...It is He who is my Keeper.
He made me able to keep my word. To walk through the utter storms and torments into a life of wonder and beauty . Scratched and marred in only the ways of the surface but within me a hope and a promise no longer deferred but attained.

That's all I got to say about that!

hoo a!

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Tackle it Tuesday

With patience and diligence opted to stand and not just think."aaa it is just easier to do it myself..." :)
Set Dove to her task as well as Dash to his of tending the animals

Oh my goodness she looked so cute today!

So once everyone had a lunch and a full tummy to begin their day...
I set to tasks in the garden.


I tackled the chores of the garden from 8 am till now

The water is gone from my glass and the ice sits on my neck veins to bring my core temprature down!

Here is what was done!

The gazebo work left these blocks of concrete and red brick to toss out.
YES!!! they were way too heavy to move.
The dog as you see kept me at risk of life and limb as I tried to maneuver the wheel barrow.
He had to say hello....:)

This little fellow had eye for any critter I might turn up for his breakfast.
He had buddies come see me for some too.
NO POISON = many little friends who are very happy to rid me of the pests.

All of this got a good water and then as it did I set to task.

everything on the left was sifted into the beautiful till on the right.
This is the root veggie bed.
It is needfull to have happy carrots and parsnips to get rid of all the clumps and rocks.
Steve built the screen for me out of scrap from the coop.
It is a bit heavy so I used the bucket and the block to raise it up.
He might put some legs on it. It really could use it.

I tossed the clods in the extension bed to fill it in. This bed will grow onions and up rising crop so the roots will be happy to hold onto the clumps.
Then I lined this with the garden fabric(half price at the store last night!)
and built the south bed.
It was cool that I have just about exactly the block or brick to finish it up.
There are the two more half block in the main bed in use.
Cool how I have enough.

11:11 oh mercy me!
I thought I better come in or die and just go straight to heaven!

Tomato and some parsley, borrage and ??
need to be set to start indoors.

Menu Plan Monday

Hello it has been a long while...
I finally caught up enough to get the menu up and running.
Note however I still have a bit of organization to do. Ha!

With School on I have several different things added into a plan.
During summer it is a free style breakfast time, now it must be ready and thought through. We will be staying with the home style elements.
Many homes are spending large sums on easy to do items...ready made.
So I will take a clue from that and make my own ready made breakfast foods.

I thought to set up several bags of mixes for muffins and for pancakes and the like so I can just grab a baggie and add soy milk or water in a snap.

Lunch can easily become boring.
So I must give it thought as well.
Now that the kids are acclimated to home made bread it is a joy to feed them.

Cooking the pintos over night outside has a real nice advantage to it.
Soak them 1st night then cook them in the crock pot second night.
No smell in the house and the pinto re fried fast in the blender.
The crowd cheered!

Monday Monday....

Hello!
Well it is now after noon calm time.
The kids are home from school and Dove announced she has made a friend!
Dash was giddy with the excitement of telling me about a funny new character on his favorite show. He is now watching the new episode that he was told about.

After everyone made their way off into the day this morning I went back to bed for
2 1/2 hours and slept hard even struggled to wake up a bit...
Took a shower and prayed a lot about the reactions I have been having.
The old beast of PTSD has been harassing me a bit these last several days.
IT'S no wonder....I know but still it is a hinders and I would just rather do without. I kept an appointment and spoke with a woman about doing some EMDR processing. It would be a long commitment and a cost of co-pay and fuel and time.
I have to make some decisions.

A wonderful little Japanese bowl came for me today from a sweet young lady who was on a mission field and just returned home. She thanking us for our support.
She went over to teach English and be available to share the gospel when asked.
Pretty little thing I think it is a tea cup?

Yesterday the kids came home with the test results from last year

The Terra Nova is a nationally based test.
Out of every child in the nation...this was Dash's scores....
OK now use your hand to catch your jaw! We did.
We have been told that he is out there well I just stand amazed and impressed how important it is that I give our son every option to gain in his unquestionable thirst for knowledge.

This is Dove's
Now hers is a different criteria based on curriculum for her grade level.
Dove is two years older than her peers...
Kids she nailed it
We were stunned!!!!!

I might just remove that special needs over on the side bar HA!

The only thing that is still an issue is the ability to decode a clock for example...
Wow these two kids have come so far!!!!!!!!
Do a happy dance with me!
She told me that she does not want orchestra after all, she want to learn the French Horn in band...So prayers for an available horn the school has one first come first serve.

Well I soaked the beans yesterday and left them on the table out on the front porch overnight. So I will make re fried beans for my Mr and the family.
He loves my rice and beans or the beans with nachos

So an easy evening for me here.
A few small tasks and then rest this evening.

Last night I was ill in the night at the bowel.
Spent time on the bathroom floor...arf....
I am well.
I am alright today just a little week at the knee so to speak.
Sometimes stress or allergic reaction to food hits me hard.
NO MORE POPCORN OR BREAD!
:)

Good Sunday to you/yours and to us...

After a night awake in prayer
At the rise of the sun I went to the garden
Worked the three of four foot of earth to till.
This is how it looked at mid day

Under the giving tree this morning once again a gift
It has been a long while that a gift has been left.
Funny gift under the giving tree today
You see we had an extra child (two) all weekend each evening a 5th person for supper and the set of 4 tables THAT MATCH THIS ONE was leaving one person out!
A 5th table brand new!!!!!!!!!!

The cool of the kitchen called to me after a good nap on the sofa
after the mixing and kneading the racks were set out to receive the gifts of the oven.

Breakfast cookies for my beloveds' morning meals

Peanut Butter cookies for the kids and snack time

yes that is a well used oven
:)

At the sink is the joy of a gardener
Beans and peas so happy to have been given the inoculate

shelling peas

Blue Lake beans

A cooks life
:)
dishes cleaned while my darling built the soil screen I need to save my hands the hard work

The root vegetables want for free growth no clod or stone to interrupt the reach for life.

The beauty of fresh cookies
Whole wheat peanut butter (1/3 soy butter) shhhh

Christmas is in the works as the lay outs continue

Repairs and a pin for me of some sweet little Russian findings I have had many years.

Unlike the sunrise woman the sweet man would rather the heat of the day than to rise when it is cool. Silly to me but this is his way that I will just shake my head at and respect.
He worked to get the fence up
It is awesome!
He was able to move the gazebo over a bit by removing the brick boarder.
He tour up and out the cement boarder and took out the block.
This has been an issue all these years
Keeping Bermuda grass out unless strong poison is used is impossible.
We do not wish to poison if we do not absolutely have to for the safety of family and pets. We just do not believe in killing in such an indiscriminate way.
Now for desperate insect issue indoors we will only do so it and when we have exhausted all other methods even then I really do not like to need to do it.

A garden tour reviews many young starters

multi colored summer squash

zucchini

giant pumpkin

Spaghetti squash

a few tiny cucumber in the back ground

corn and ? perhaps the flowers

Blue lake planted without the inoculant several days ago...
what a difference!

All the while the kitchen busy with baked goods
breads

cookies for treat and for breakfasts

Well giving him Gateraide and ushering him in to cool the gazebo is in the sights
Can you just imagine how awesome it will look all grown in with vinesBread and jam for a paupers meal
Eat breakfast like a king
lunch like a prince and supper like a poor man.

So the Daddy man is playing with the young ones and I rest and relax here...

If you have not read the wonder of Amy's journey so see over here what transpired in the middle night hours...

In Dark of night...Spiritual Sundays

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In the dark of nigh
In the quiet hours
Sit I immersed in the time
Time of distractions
Time of prayers
Alone
Yet not alone
sit I
In my heart a family
Amy's family sits
In the dark of night

Can you not sit
and pray one hour
I recall His request
There in that garden...
sat they who fell into slumber
Awake
knowing there
Sits a Mother, Father niece and others.
Sit I

How can it matter
though I know it does
if we sit in the stillness of the middle night hours
Is it for a weight that we might lift
lift only ever so small a corner.
I know my Friend
He knows it matters
If I sit in the midnight hour.

now the dawn will soon rise
Hours they linger
past now four or more.
A flash in time to sit
quiet and knowing
Those that He longs for to comfort sit
sit in the middle nights hour.
grieving
hurting suffering the sorrow
they sit immersed in the surrounding cover
that balms them now
in twilight time

For the day will dawn
time will come drawn
into the light of mornings promise
much of life will continue
yet not for all this be true
for many will bring with this dawn a loss of a loved one.
The day will bring many to surround them
many voices and embraced to console
remember the quiet
hold them then without the
loud weeping and the trumpet refrain...

I know not of those outcomes of Dear Amy this night

Of this though I am sure of
there are oh so many who need us to sit
still in the watch tower
and to pray for just one hour
it may just be silence and a compassion well deep
to be there within that gap
while another might sweat great drops as if blood
come from some deep suffering..
A choice to lay down to a life time of selfish design
Choice can come hard won
suffering a great price then to pay
yet greater the gain yes?
greater the gain
So hold one another
in those quiet hours
those times of great pain
often just in silence

at 5:28 am

Thanks for your prayers

Up Date on my Golden
$122. later!!!!!!!!!!!!! arg!
$45. for pain killer anti inflammatory!
$40.vet check
and another $30 something for ear drops.....you gotta be kidding me.
I am not in a good place right now!!!!!!!!!!
They tried to charge me $5.95 for medical disposal!
The dog did not have a shot only a plastic cover on the thermometer
they took it off .
It would of slid by me if I were not paying attention.
I felt very Angry.

Even though the means are there just the idea of it being used up before we even got to use it for fun...
spoiled little brat I am at the moment :)
However The Daddy man is rolling with the punches much better than I.
I woke after a bad dream with a bad headache and that has been the whole day.

On the other note.
God Is our provision we had over time last week so the money is there... or was... for the vet. Her leg is not broken. Her health is alright with the exception of the allergic reaction. My husband is home.

This too shall pass...

I have another child over she came at noon.
MOTHER OF MANY

Her family is moving today and the transportation was an issue because her ride was here 10 minutes before we got here so now she will be picked up at 6 p.m.
They moved very far away...
No real big deal...I am just tired. The kids were great at the vet yes Steve carried the dog in and the kids sat well on a bench for us.

Its all good, tired a little hungry and a little lonely for a moment of peace with my man.

He is fixing a fellows hard drive and doing the other extra side job.
All in all supportive of all the "life" going on.

The girls are sitting on the edge of the tub, hopefully washing of some of the terrible perfumed lotion that is attacking my allergies can you say IT STINKS REAL PRETTY!

growl *****snap *****growl

Now that it is washed off the headache is easing off.
YA!
They gave each other a high 5 for washing it off of their legs.

Our friend just came and got his computer hard drive.
See if you were here you would never be board
:)

WOW
the girls just came in with three more eggs

IT IS A SIX EGG DAY!!!!!!!!!!!
see it's all good
coffee helps too
:)
Daddy Man and the kids are having a rip roaring good game in the computer room

Urgent Please Pray For Amy

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This Young Woman and her family is in urgent need of prayer...

Please Pray

Good Morning

We had a bit of an impromptu sleep over of a little school friend (we have known her 2 1/2 years now) .This is a neglected child of a troubled single parent home with alcohol involved.
The girls stayed up until 1 a.m. where Dove tells me the child shared some pretty hard things. Nothing of direct abuse but just living in the way she has to live.
Please pray for L. and for the child's well being.
Please pray for the L's mom, there is an unwanted pregnancy involved.
Dove was such a good friend to her.
I told Dove that the child is welcome here to have a safe place to rest.
I am so grateful Dove was safe enough to share with me.
Please pray for the children.

ALSO

Our Golden had a rabies vaccine Thursday and she has come up lame on the leg of the injection and in great pain. It appears a bad reaction to the shot.
We have to take her in at 2:30 $$$$$$$$$

Praying Hands award

A gift from
Fairy Footprints In The Sand
Please pray for this family



The story behind the hands....


Back in the fifteenth century, in a tiny village near Nuremberg, lived a family with eighteen children. Eighteen! In order merely to keep food on the table for this mob, the father and head of the household, a goldsmith by profession, worked almost eighteen hours a day at his trade and any other paying chore he could find in the neighborhood.


Despite their seemingly hopeless condition, two of Albrecht Durer the Elder's children had a dream. They both wanted to pursue their talent for art, but they knew full well that their father would never be financially able to send either of them to Nuremberg to study at the academy.


After many long discussions at night in their crowded bed, the two boys finally worked out a pact. They would toss a coin. The loser would go down into the nearby mines and, with his earnings, support his brother while he attended the academy. Then, when that brother who won the toss completed his studies, in four years, he would support the other brother at the academy, either with sales of his artwork or, if necessary, also by laboring in the mines.


They tossed a coin on a Sunday morning after church. Albrecht Durer won the toss and went off to Nuremberg. Albert went down into the dangerous mines and, for the next four years, financed his brother, whose work at the academy was almost an immediate sensation. Albrecht's etchings, his woodcuts, and his oils were far better than those of most of his professors, and by the time he graduated, he was beginning to earn considerable fees for his commissioned works.


When the young artist returned to his village, the Durer family held a festive dinner on their lawn to celebrate Albrecht's triumphant homecoming. After a long and memorable meal, punctuated with music and laughter, Albrecht rose from his honored position at the head of the table to drink a toast to his beloved brother for the years of sacrifice that had enabled Albrecht to fulfill his ambition. His closing words were, "And now, Albert, blessed brother of mine, now it is your turn. Now you can go to Nuremberg to pursue your dream, and I will take care of you."


All heads turned in eager expectation to the far end of the table where Albert sat, tears streaming down his pale face, shaking his lowered head from side to side while he sobbed and repeated, over and over, "No...no ..no ...no." Finally, Albert rose and wiped the tears from his cheeks. He glanced down the long table at the faces he loved, and then, holding his hands close to his right cheek, he said softly, "No, brother. I cannot go to Nuremberg. It is too late for me. Look ... look what four years in the mines have done to my hands!


One day, to pay homage to Albert for all that he had sacrificed, Albrecht Durer painstakingly drew his brother's abused hands with palms together and thin fingers stretched skyward. He called his powerful drawing simply "Hands," but the entire world almost immediately opened their hearts to his great masterpiece and renamed his tribute of love "The Praying Hands." The next time you see a copy of that touching creation, take a second look. Let it be your reminder, if you still need one, that no one - no one ever makes it alone!


More than 450 years have passed. By now, Albrecht Durer's hundreds of masterful portraits, pen and silver-point sketches, watercolors, charcoals, woodcuts, and copper engravings hang in every great museum in the world, but the odds are great that you, like most people, are familiar with only one of Albrecht Durer's works. More than merely being familiar with it, you very well may have a reproduction hanging in your home or office.