Tuesday, February 19, 2008

I've been "memed".

First of all, how do you pronounce that word, and what does it mean? Here are the rules as given: Pick up the nearest book of 123 pages or more. Find the first 5 sentences. Post the next 3 sentences. Tag 5 people.

Here goes. Since our computor is in Phil's little computor room. And, since that room is full of "his stuff". And since he is a minister...the first book I picked up is "Holy Humor" Inspirational Wit & Cartoons by Cal & Rose Samra.

I have found the first 5 sentences (I don't think I'm suppose to write them, but I will).

First of all, the title is:

Dear Lord:
Grant me faith;
grant me hope;
Let good humor
help me cope

And here are the next 3 sentences:

Let me spread the love
you give
And find a peaceful

Now, if you'll excuse me, I'd like to post the rest of this poem. Just because. That's not cheating is it?

way to live.
Use my talents;
Bless my daring
To show others
Christian caring.
Build my friendships,
Grace, and levity,
Grant longevity.

Isn't it kind of funny that this would be the book that I would pick up? Not to mention that this is what is written on page 123? The pages before and after are cartoons. I love it!

Ok. I tag: Becky Arnold, Cassie Bolyard, Darren Williams, Ryan Watters and Jody Johnson

Monday, February 18, 2008

We are blessed!

It has been a few days since my last post. That doesn't mean that I have been idle. "Life" has been happening!! I love "Life"!! I love being a wife, mother, grandmother, daughter, friend and any other "label" that could be attached to me. I remember a time in my life (many years ago) that I couldn't say "I love "Life". God is so good to us. We are truly blessed people. Maybe I am especially feeling this way because we have, once again, had a wonderful week-end. Phil and I were saying last evening that we seem to live for week-ends, but for different reasons than some people do. It's on the week-ends, because of everyone's busy schedules, that we get the opportunity to spend time with our family and friends. This week-end was no exception. Becky came home and brought some friends with her. I always enjoy entertaining, and especially enjoy entertaining my children and their friends. That means I get to play, relax and cook!!! Most Sundays, I have some of our children our grand-daughter and whoever else I can find, for Sunday dinner. It is a time that I treasure. I wouldn't trade these precious moments for anything in the world. The only bit of disappointment was the fact that we didn't have church Sunday morning because of the ice. I always look forward to the special time of worship with my "church family". Well, God understands and still blesses! We sat in our living room and sang choruses. That was special. I enjoyed it very much. Well, back to the normal week of work, work, work.... I LOVE it! The week-end is coming! I hope you have a wonderful week!!

Friday, February 8, 2008

Just a piece of candy!!

Sometimes we feel that our efforts are so insignificant. We may feel that what little we are doing is just a waste of time. We see no results, so why keep trying! May I share a story with you?
Bro. Jones is an 80 year old widower. Phil and I had the honor of pastoring he and his wife (Laura) for many years at the Tecumseh church where he was affectionately called "Leon". I attended the Tecumseh church all my life and grew up with Laura and Leon's two children. I don't think that I have ever heard Leon "testify" but I never doubted his sincereity. He was always the first to arrive at church (even after his wife's death) and stood at the door to greet everyone as they arrived. He shook hands with them, but that wasn't all. After shaking hands you could always find two pieces of candy in the palm of your hand. It would either be butterscotch or cinnamon, because he knew which you preferred. After resigning from Tecumseh church we started attending Adrian where our son is the Pastor. We pick Leon up every Sunday for church. He quickly got acclimated, he already knew most of the people, and continued his "ministry" of two pieces of candy to everyone present. Well, I for one, sometimes will eat one piece and put the other one in my purse, and sometimes I just put both pieces in my purse for later. Needless to say, I end up with several pieces of candy, and never give it much thought. No big deal, right? I just have a bunch of candy in my purse. Well, here's the best part. A couple from our church took a trip to Mexico and while they were there they visited a mission. This mission would go out to an area where people lived by the City Dump and they would minister to them there, so this couple went with them. They witnessed the poverty of these people who would have to scrounge through the dump for food and whatever else they could use. They were overwhelmed by the poverty and destitution and wished that they could help somehow. Then they remembered Bro. Jones' candy. For, you see, all those pieces of candy that hadn't been eaten, she had put in a bad for later. That bag a candy was in her purse. She began to distribute the candy to outstretched hands. She rejoiced in the smiles and the joy that these children expressed just because of her treat. When she returned to church, she was bubbling over as she related this story. Now this may sound unimpressive to you, but think about it. this should convict us or challenge us. God laid a ministry of encouragement on the heart of an elderly man. A man whose communication skills are impaired, for you see, he has dyslexia, and can not read or write. Leon's little gesture multiplied and reached beyond his small area of influence and touched a little one. Such simple gestures have the blessings of Heaven resting upon them.

"And whosoever shall give to drink unto one of these little ones a cup of cold water only in the name of a disciple, verily I say unto you, he shall in no wise lose his reward." Matt. 10:42

Thursday, February 7, 2008

Becky's Room

Well, here it is. Becky's bedroom. I promised pictures of the finished project. The pictures are alittle dark, but here they are. We started with just painting the room white (I can just hear Becky saying, "Yeah, a year ago."). She is right. It was a year ago. Sorry Becky! Anyway, the stripes that you see on the wall are all painted on by my artistic husband. That's what the hold-up was. Just measuring and marking and taping the room to prepare to paint took about five or six hours. Then we painted the green and then the blue. That had to dry before the tape could be pulled off. Because we were trying to hurry the process, when the tape was pulled off the lines were not as straight as we wanted them to be. So.... we had to go around with a very small brush and touch up. Even though it was a lot of work, it was fun. This is what Phil and I enjoy doing. The dog on the bed isn't really a part of the decor, even though she thinks she is. That's Bailey, Becky's dog. Good-bye for now.