Sunday, November 30, 2008
Thursday, November 27, 2008
*ed. note: this blog post has since been removed.
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Monday, November 24, 2008
One of my all-time favorite books is Attitudes of a Transformed Heart, by Martha Peace. In the introduction of the book, Martha talks honestly about her faulty world view and thoughts about God before she became a Christian. It's simple, but we all need reminders of the right way to think about God.
*God is good. He is always good.
*I am to obey Him whether I feel like it or not.
*Excessive sensitivity and dwelling on hurt feelings is a manifestation of sinful pride.
*The feminist agenda is unbiblical.
*We are not to worship the earth.
*There are not multiple ways to God, only one.
*A person can say he is a Christian, yet not really be one.
*The Lord Jesus really will return but no one knows when.
*God's ways and thoughts are higher than ours.
*God is in charge whether we like it or not.
"I am the LORD, and there is no other;
Besides Me there is no God.
I will gird you, though you have not known Me;
Then men may know from the rising to the setting of the sun
That there is no one besides Me;
I am the LORD, and there is no other."
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Friday, November 21, 2008
Thursday, November 20, 2008
I've been over at my other blog moving old posts over here and found this one today. This post was written on October 20th, 2006 when we spent Christmas in California. We stopped by the Grand Canyon on the way out.
I love this picture of the Grand Canyon. There is a tiny view of the Colorado River that runs through the canyon in this picture. You'll have to write me if you see it. It's a teensy dark green speck about an inch and a half from the right edge of the picture.
We decorated a tiny "hotel" Christmas tree this evening. I think we're getting into the Christmas spirit. Tomorrow, we'll put together a gingerbread house and Lord willing, we hope to start some Christmas shopping soon. The latest Christmas CD by Jim Brickman was on sale at Target so I bought myself an early birthday gift. I was so disappointed when I discovered I'd forgotten our Christmas music~ we were too far down the road to go back, but then I realized that I'd have a great opportunity to add to my collection. I haven't done that in quite a while.
As is our tradition most all year 'round, Phillip is telling the kids a deer hunting story. I don't believe he'll ever run out of stories; he's got over 30 years of memories tucked away in his heart. Deer hunting and the ranch is such a blessed memory for him. I hear the joy (and sadness) in his stories. I'm amazed at all he remembers, even as far back as 5 years old. He remembers being too young to go hunting with his older brothers and uncle. Left with the women, he'd play in the yard by himself watching down the road waiting for the guys to show up with a deer. He remembers his uncle's smell, his voice, his words. One of his fondest memories is of Uncle Doc putting logs on the fire in the middle of the night. That man made such an impression on Phillip. It brings tears to my eyes.
My heart is sad for him. The ranch~ it's such a part of him. I pray the Lord will someday give him what he so longs for......
Sunday, November 16, 2008
The Lie: "If I feel something, it must be true."
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Then I was encouraged to hang my clothes out on the line. Honestly, I hated the idea. Sure the idealistic, dreamy thought of clothes wisping in the wind and that fresh-air smell of cozy sheets sounded appealing but none of that could persuade me to fall into what I considered an unsightly trailer park world. I soon realized this was a pride issue for me. If I wanted to continue to be home with my children, sticking with our conviction to homeschool, I'd have to make sacrifices even if it hurt my pride. We still live in that trailer park world, by the way. And, in SEVEN short years [if not before] these 24 acres where upon I reside will belong to U-S! Times have changed my friends. With age does come a bit of wisdom. Not much, but some.
Friday, November 14, 2008
Being debt free is an interesting place to be. I remember when we first reached that goal, which we happen to not be in at the present - there was such freedom. We found ourselves realizing that we had stepped out of "the system". It's indescribable.
We're working feverishly to get back to that state. In the midst of it all, God's grace is sufficient. Instances happen out of nowhere; rebates, refunds, salary increases, bonuses, unexpected gifts, and discounts are just a few times I can remember when the Lord paved the way for me to pay off over $10,000 back when our income for one year was only $16,000. I might add that this was also when we had two babies under the age of two. The math doesn't compute on paper, but I'll tell you this, with prayer, a contrite spirit, and the Lord's help, all things are possible. All things.
I'll keep reading along. I hope you do too. It's every bit worth it.
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Yesterday, I tried to put them outside. They're pictured here in a box-bed up high on the freezer away from our cat-eating dogs. They willingly stayed in the box; as you can see they posed for a photograph. I thought all was well. - Truthfully, I did - I love my kids and wouldn't want anything to happen to their kitties, so we headed off to piano lessons and AWANA for the evening. We got home, friends, and those kitties were NOWHERE in sight. My heart sank as we searched high and low. Do any of you actually know and/or live with cat lovers? It's really kinda sick if you ask me (sorry Kelli; you know I love you, sister), but nevertheless the love runs deep. I can honestly say I cannot muster up that much love for any animal on the planet but this post is not about me.
Where was I? Oh...we found them. All three were hanging in a bundle at the very tip top of a tree next to the back porch. The kids coaxed them down and they slept all safe and sound on Douglas' head and Sarah's feet. Who knows what else they do while we sleep; sneaky little creatures.
Thursday, November 06, 2008
It's spitting rain here due to a cold front that's headed our way. I'm so excited! I love Autumn and the winter months and this year is going to be extra cozy. Some friends we've known for years bought us a wood stove off Craig's List! Phillip is going to be working on getting it in this evening and throughout the weekend. There's nothing like the warmth from a fire. We are so grateful.
Tuesday, November 04, 2008
I saw this little quiz on Karen's blog this morning. Occasionally, I'm in the mood for these things. How can they know all these things about me in just two questions? At any rate, it's pretty accurate.
You Are a Bette!
You are a Bette -- "I must be strong"
Bettes are direct, self-reliant, self-confident, and protective.
How to Get Along with Me
- * Stand up for yourself... and me.
- * Be confident, strong, and direct.
- * Don't gossip about me or betray my trust.
- * Be vulnerable and share your feelings. See and acknowledge my tender, vulnerable side.
- * Give me space to be alone.
- * Acknowledge the contributions I make, but don't flatter me.
- * I often speak in an assertive way. Don't automatically assume it's a personal attack.
- * When I scream, curse, and stomp around, try to remember that's just the way I am.
What I Like About Being a Bette
- * being independent and self-reliant
- * being able to take charge and meet challenges head on
- * being courageous, straightforward, and honest
- * getting all the enjoyment I can out of life
- * supporting, empowering, and protecting those close to me
- * upholding just causes
What's Hard About Being a Bette
- * overwhelming people with my bluntness; scaring them away when I don't intend to
- * being restless and impatient with others' incompetence
- * sticking my neck out for people and receiving no appreciation for it
- * never forgetting injuries or injustices
- * putting too much pressure on myself
- * high blood pressure when people don't obey the rules or when things don't go right
Bettes as Children Often
- * are independent; have an inner strength and a fighting spirit
- * are sometimes loners
- * seize control so they won't be controlled
- * figure out others' weaknesses
- * attack verbally or physically when provoked
- * take charge in the family because they perceive themselves as the strongest, or grow up in difficult or abusive surroundings
Bettes as Parents
- * are often loyal, caring, involved, and devoted
- * are sometimes overprotective
- * can be demanding, controlling, and rigid
Monday, November 03, 2008
We had the most delightful time with some friends from church Friday evening. We extended our visit the following morning by shopping together at various discount/thrift places. After lunch we parted ways and eventually made it home late in the afternoon. Phillip went out to check the animals, as we always do, and found our calf, Bucky, dead. Dakota, one of our goats was barely hanging on so Phillip had to shoot it. It was all very emotional. The surprising thing about it is that Douglas took it all really well. Remember this post? The calf was actually his. He said something like, "Well, it's behind me now, and I've got to think ahead." I find myself wondering where all this maturity is coming from. Maybe we have/are preparing them for life. Sometimes that goofball makes me wonder. ~ But little Laura, our animal lover and future veterinarian cried her little eyes out. She said Bucky was just beginning to love her. How in the world we would've ever slaughtered this calf is beyond me. We need to raise beef on somebody else's pasture where cows don't fall into the pet category.
The irony of it all is that later in the day we had to slaughter some of our Cornish Rocks. They're seven weeks old now and it's time for them to find their new home in the freezer. I talked to Laura about helping and explained that she and I would stay inside until she gets a little older. I had visions of rocking her for hours as she mourned the death of those stinky things. But apparently chickens fall somewhere near the fish category in her little mind. She explained that she's seen "millions" of dead fish and it was simply no big deal. [she and Douglas are bound to be in sales someday] After the initial throat cutting, Phillip allowed her to come out. All three said..."Cool"....."This is neat".... Go figure.
Can you believe it's November? My-O-My, where is all the time going? I'm gonna have to stop saying, "well we've traveled for the last 2.5 years" when people ask what's going on with us. I've been h-o-m-e almost an entire year!
Happy Monday ~
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