Sable Chicken

In the beginning

2007-01-18T10:53:00.000-08:00

Stars

2007-01-06T22:36:00.000-08:00

At night I look out at the stars and I think about Gods plans for His people.
I think about how God put the universe in motion with a Word.
You and I are part of that story.

Happy New Year!

2007-01-04T23:37:00.000-08:00

It's a new year and it is starting off pretty good.
Christmas and New Years was fun
I wanted to do Christmas differantly this year and make it about
Jesus
Before the tree went up we all saw "The Nativity Story"
I was pleased with the way the film was made.
The Christmas tree just symbolizes the history of our family and honors God and His family.
So tonight I put on a Kent Hovind debate DVD, and we listened to it as we packed up the Christmas ornaments.
And I think it starting to appeal to my husband's logic that The Theory of Evolution is wrong and Creation is right....and he even sat through the end.
and only gave me the evil eye once.
;)
My daughter gave him a little Christian fish for the back of his truck and his brand new plates came in the same day.
It's a good thing that God is in control of all of this.
Happy New Year's

Mr. Cocky

2006-03-30T19:59:00.000-08:00

Mr.Cocky

MERRY CHRISTMAS

2005-12-23T23:13:00.000-08:00

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Creation 101

2005-11-26T22:17:00.000-08:00

God created the mule, and told him, "You are mule. You will work constantly from dusk to dawn, carrying heavy loads on your back. You will eat grass and lack intelligence. You will live for 50 years."
The mule answered, "To live like this for 50 years is too much. Please, give me no more than 30."
And it was so.

Then God created the dog, and told him, "You are dog. You will hold vigilance over the dwellings of Man, to whom you will be his greatest companion. You will eat his table scraps and live for 25 years."
The dog responded, "Lord, to live 25 years as a dog like that is too much. Please, no more than 10 years."
And it was so.

God then created the monkey, and told him, "You are monkey. You shall swing from tree to tree, acting like an idiot. You will be funny, and you shall live for 20 years."
The monkey responded, "Lord, to live 20 years as the clown of the world is too much. Please, Lord, give me no than 10 years."
And it was so.

Finally, God created Man and told him, "You are Man, the only rational Being that walks the earth. You will use your intelligence to have mastery over the creatures of the world. You will dominate the earth and live for 30 years."
The man responded, "Lord, to be Man for only 30 years is too little. Please, Lord; give me the 20 years the mule refused, the 15 years the dog refused, and the 10 years the monkey rejected."

And so God made Man to live 20 years as a man, then marry and live 20 years like a mule working and carrying heavy loads on his back. Then, he is to have children and live 15 years as a dog, guarding his house and eating the leftovers after they empty the pantry; then, in his old age, to live 10 years as a monkey, acting like an idiot to amuse his grandchildren.
And it is so.

http://www.angelfire.com/ri/SableCorner/lol2.html

Absolute Truth

2005-11-18T14:14:00.000-08:00

THE ULTIMATE PROOF

If you want to know what the absolute answers are, then get to know the One who has absolute knowledge. If you want the truth about the beginning of the world and the purpose we are on earth...talk to the One who was there! If you want to understand what standards we must follow as human beings, talk to the One who has defined reality! The ultimate proof that there is absolute truth will not come through some clever philosophical argument. It will come from a personal encounter with the One who declared: "I am the Truth."

The Bible says in Romans 1:18-20 that
"..What may be known about God is plain to them, because God has made it plain to them. For since the creation of the world God's invisible qualities--his eternal power and divine nature--have been clearly seen, being understood from what has been made, so that men are without excuse."
God has implanted in us and all around us the knowledge of Himself. Creation testifies that He is real…so men are left without excuse.
He has laid down His absolute moral code for His creation….one only need look at the Law of God in the Bible. There it clearly outlines right and wrong--good and evil.

http://www.absolutetruth.net/truth/

Raven (pt. 3)

2005-11-17T12:05:00.000-08:00

Laying in the field, the raven made one last low pass over me. In this last pass he was only 4 feet above me. Close enough to give me a quick look in the eyes...and flew away as if to say. "You are not dead."

I lay there a little longer, and listened to him in the trees tell his friends that he checked me out and that I was just resting. Or maybe because Ravens are such opportunist, I was getting a good scolding for not being an easy lunch.

I could have layed there all day, it was just the most beautiful day, but I thought that it might be best to head back home. I didn't want my husband to worry. So I got up...feeling as if a burden had been lifted.

God let me know that he sees me, he loves me. He cures about me.

As I walked closer to the home. I saw my husband ride by on his bike. "Hey, I'm over here!" I yelled out. It had not been an hour, but he came looking for me anyway, that felt really good. I guess I needed to know that other people care about me too. Sometimes I doubt that, but I never doubt in God.

Raven (pt.2)

2005-11-13T21:19:00.000-08:00

His name was Edger Allen Crow. I didn't name him that. It was given to him before he began his visits with me. My Dad finally saw the Raven, and believed me. I don't know if it was the fact that I just kept telling him day after day that the Raven returned. And he finally decided to check it out for himself, or he just looked out the window and saw the Raven join me, from out of no where to accompany me on the walk to the swamp. Either way, he was completely amazed.

I knew that Ravens and Crows loved shiny things, so every day I would bring him small gifts. Light shiny metal things. He always wanted my earrings, or anything that had a glint or a glimmer to it. I imagined that he had a special nest or hiding spot, full with his collection of things I had given him or treasures he would gather on his travels. I would study his every movement and interact with him, most of the hour, than I would hand over the prize. Than he would head towards the river and fly far out of sight. It was truly magical.

We would sit together, completely engrossed with each other. Some times, something might cause the horses to get startled, this would startled the Raven too. He would fly up to the top of the tallest tree. The first time this happened, he flew out of sight. I thought, "oh well, short visit today" , but just for fun, I stood up held my arm out in the direction I last saw him. With conviction, I called him from the trees to land on my arm! Can you imagine the feeling! A great black bird coming out of the trees, that very instant, headed straight for me and landed on my arm... Only God could do that. I felt like the luckiest kid in the world.

It felt like months before news got around about this amazing Raven that would visit me. Rumor was he was someone's pet that lived on the other side of the Mississippi River, about a mile from the swamp and he was named Edger Allen Crow, a pun on the name of a dark writer named Edger Allen Poe.

Now as a parent of a young daughter, I love to tell her stories, and she loves to hear them. After every time I told her about Edger, I would say I wish we had a pet Raven, so you could see how cool it is to experience that kind of interaction. But want would be the odds of that happening.

I moved 3000 miles away from that Minnesota swamp. Almost thirty years had past. It should have been just like any other day, but something special was about to happen. I stepped outside and saw a neighbor walking around calling a pet. He had just moved out and the cat would not come with him. I told him that I saw his cat sometimes in the back, by the chicken yard. I told him that I needed to get my daughter to school, but he could go back there anytime to find his cat. He quickly headed to the back yard. I started back to the house, but stopped when I noticed he had left behind his little old poodle, and it was staggering towards the street. I went out to the dog, kneeled down and started softly calling it to me. It was a beautiful quiet morning and the shadows were long. Out of nowhere I heard a familiar whooshing sound of flapping wings, coming up from behind me. Than I felt bird claws grab my head! I didn't dare move, my heart jumped with joy....as I glanced down at my shadow...I couldn't believe my eyes there was a silhouette of a Raven on my head. Almost in disbelief in my own eyes...I softly said "There's a bird on my head." I didn't dare call out to my daughter in fear that he might fly off. But luck would have it that she stepped out of the house within a couple of minutes. The neighbor gave me a look of..."what in the world" as he came around the corner. Picked up his dog and left.

It was just the Raven, my daughter and myself. I looked at her and said, "You need to be at school in 10 minutes, but this is something so special that you will just have be late today." Well you can imagine just how happy she was. This was a once in a life time event, well, twice for me.

For the next heft an hour, we played with the Raven. I would stay with him while I had my daughter run back and forth to the house to get things to entertain him. Bread, bowl of water, something shiny, ( no..not my keys!) a quarter, a pen, a string. He spent most of the time tossing his offerings around like a spoiled two year old, on the roof of my car. The cats ( I had only 4 at the time) could hardly contain themselves. One made a jump at him and he flew up to the telephone wires. I wondered if it would work....I held out my arm and called him down. It did, accept he landed on my head again. He wanted my hair, and after giving it a few good pulls, he gave my head a hard peck, like he was trying to crack a nut! I had to push him off, and get my baby cakes off to school. The rest of the day, I felt like God had laid his hands on me. My head tingled. What a blessing to share that with my daughter....that could only be God.

Raven (pt.1)

2005-11-11T23:06:00.000-08:00

Feeling emotionally overwhelmed, a sharp pain pierces my gut.....Oh...This hurts more than it should. I had been snacking on baked pumpkin seeds....I think I put a little to much fiber in my diet, and now I am regretting it.

So I thought maybe I could work things along...Both physically as well as emotionally...With a little walk.

Before I left I told my husband that I was feeling some sharp pains, but not to worry, it is most likely just a stuck poopy. (man, I am writing about poop a lot lately...sorry about that) So anyway, I half heartedly told him to come looking for me if I wasn't back in an hour.

I walked to an open field, it had once been a vineyard, but the owner pulled all the grapevines out, because they were not producing to his satisfaction. I don't know what the future holds for this piece of land, but I enjoy it the way it is right now. A couple times a year he will turn over the soil to keep the weeds from getting too out of hand. If you look carefully, you can find these special rocks, that are dusted with small sugary crystals, shining in the dirt.
The day was beautiful. it had rained last week, and now with the sun, small green shoots of grass makes a California fall feel like spring time in Minnesota. My favorite time of the year. As I walked I spotted a little glint and a glimmer on the ground...
I reached for it....and I am struck with the sharp pain again. The crystal rock was not worth picking up, but the ground called me to lay down. As I brought myself to the ground slowly...It came to me, like it , Just popped into my head. ....(The LORD is my shepherd, I shall not be in want.
He makes me lie down in green pastures) ......Ahhh, so this is what he means. And I am hit with an even harder and sharper pain. Holding on to my stomach I cry out in a small voice. "God, please help me."

As my pain slowly subsided, I listen to the birds in a trees at the eages of the field. I thought if I was a fallen sparrow, the most common of all the birds, and I lay in the very field, God would know and care....and how much more He cares about me. ( Matthew 10:29 )

I closed my eyes, the warm sunshine on my face and the cold damp ground against my body. It felt good like being a little kid again. I thought back to a time, before a piece of the sky fell and bonked me on the head. This was the only way I knew God, there was no need to read his Word. God spoke to me through nature. Nature and God were one. I knew nothing about GMO's back than.
Oh...it saddens my heart, so much has been changed, how can people not see the signs. Down to our DNA we have changed our being. Why should I not feel concerned.
I know that God has a bigger plan.
I lay quiet for several minutes. And a peace came over me. I hear a whooshing sound was coming twards me. I peeked open one eye and see a large black Raven flying right over my body, I am laying in the middle of no where and amazing l am right under this birds flight path. But then he did a quick turn and started circling me...he was checking me out. I hoped he would land near me or beter yet on me. I lay completely still.
This would not be the first time I was visited by a Raven. This was the third time in my life! I know this happens to people other than me but it is very rare.

When I was a young kid I would take the horses down to the swamp to graze on the tall grass for an hour each day. One day a Raven came to visit me He landed on my shoulder, and spent some time with me. That night I told my Dad, I was so excited I didn't even realize that he did not believe me. Day after day the Raven would return at the feeding time. Some days he would meet me at the gate. He would fly down to the swamp, with the horses and I would run. He keep me company, like a real friend, like the kind that you could make up and keep secret to the world...but he was real!

Potty Mouth

2005-11-07T00:08:00.000-08:00

While shopping in the hardware store my daughter said that she needed to use the bathroom. Her timing was good, because that MegaBucks Frap started to kick in...I had to go too.

I don't know why it is, but kids love public restrooms. I want to get in and out, but not my daughter. It's like Disneyland in there. There is so much to talk about, it must have been the nice acoustics, but once she started talking she hardly paused for a breath. I let her ramble on, because it was only the two of us in there and I was mentally trying to tune her out, so I could concentrate at the task at hand.

Just than someone comes into the bathroom, and has to wait because my daughter and I are hogging up the only 2 stalls. My daughter is still babbling on, she didn't hear this lady enter the restroom.

I remain silent, hoping my daughter would run out of things to say before it got embarrassing. But...NO !!! she goes on with someone impatiently waiting.

"blabla bla bla blabla bla bla...Mom?...( I don't answer ) Mom? ...are you pooping too? (!!!) Mom, what color is your poop? (!!!) Mine is green with nuts...Mom?"

At this point the lady waiting gave up all the little bit of patients she has and says something like #%&^!#@!@#%$#!! and stomps out of the restroom in a rage.

.... a moment of silents ....

"Mom, was there someone else in here with us?"

I answered with a quick, "Yes, and she heard all about your green colored poopy with nuts!"

.... a another moment of silents ....

and we both burst into laughter!

Hen and chicks

2005-11-04T22:05:00.000-08:00

"O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, you who kill the prophets and stone those sent to you, how often I have longed to gather your children together, as a hen gathers her chicks under her wings, but you were not willing."

Matthew 23:37
Luke 13:34

What's in a name?

2005-10-27T20:35:00.000-07:00

Sable Chicken, this is the name that I have decided to use when I started blogging.

Why, first of all it would be plain foolishness to use my real name...like anyone really cares who I really am anyway.

I wanted my blog name to say something about who I am ( also easy to remember and spell) I wanted a name that was special, and yet ordinary. I wanted a name that really only meant one thing to me but to others could mean anything. I wanted a name that would be remembered ( did I say that already?)

I didn't want a name that would make me so hated...it's to late to change it now! ;/

I am not a @^$%& Disney character....But I can't wait to see that new movie about Chicken little, the sky is falling, the sky is falling. it's the end of the world. this has got to be good. an End Times film. The timing is perfect. After the Greek or Roman alphabets, do we use biblical names, man I hope not, but it would be fun to use them. (do not freak out, just having fun with yah ;)

One time on my way to MegaBucks House, this young kid in his (he was an adult) and he looks like the classic Jesus (Long hair, little bit of a beard) He sees me in the parking lot and yells out "Sable Chicken!" at me! First thing I thought was "How does this guy know that I go by Sable Chicken? and who is he?" When I got close to him, I could see that he was the tech at school in my computer class. That was a surprise.

a lot to say about a name...5 points if you make it this far

SABLE...... the mystery word

(a) A color than runs from Jet black to mahogany browns.

(b) A large Impala (antelope) type of deer with beautiful curved horns, named after its color

(c) A small animal like a mink, named for its color, killed for its fur.

(e) A used car I bought. I really liked my Sable, it was green... a blue-green peacock color. I bought it for only $4,000. it was worth $8,000. I fried the engine, but wish that I still had that car. ( it is so totally lame to name your self after a Taurus look alike, lame, lame and easy to remember)
(d) All of the above

(e) You really don't give a $%$(#^!

CHICKEN.....I know you must be thinking, "why would someone name themselves after food?"
When I use the word chicken, I think about my pets. I do eat chicken, but I can't eat them if they have a name...so we name them. Some have even received a name while still in the egg. I really love my chickens. I would like to write more about my chickens. They maybe dumb, but they make up for it in personality, and they are pretty to have around.

I like to joke with my daughter about making our own "new" breed of chickens. Well we did, we dyed a little Frizzle Cochin Rooster, PINK! If you live in my town, my idenity is completely blown now. "His name is Cloud and he is a Cotten Candy Cochin."

(go to the bottom of the page on this first link...worlds cutest Chicks)
http://www.feathersite.com/Poultry/CGD/Friz/BRKFrizzles.html
http://www.feathersite.com/Poultry/CGD/Friz/WhatMakesFriz.html

Chickens are really cool, I know that they are at he bottom of the food chain, but I just love them. I had Chickens when I was a kid. Having chicken growing up gave me a lot of good memories. It was a dream to be able to have them again for my daughers growing up. I am blessed to live out this dream. My back yard is like a petting zoo.

So there you go, to anyone who cares to know why I am ...."SABLE CHICKEN!" cluck, cluck!

10 points for reading to the end
15 points for leaving a comment
20 points for using self control when leaving comment.

Wonderful Dream

2005-10-24T23:11:00.000-07:00

I had the most wonderful dream the other night. I was walking alone in a crowd, but not with the crowd. People walked this way and that. There was excitement in the air, small groups started to gather and talk to each other. I was looking for my husband, he is tall and I think he has on a blue T-shirt. I can't find him, but I'm not worried. I stop so he can find me. I started to look at the people in the crowd, as I walked very slowly. It was close to Christmas and people were dressed warmly. I'm in a mall now and the crowd has gathered. I notice people dressed in costumes. Lots of centurion soldiers. I thought to myself. "I wonder if all these people have come to see a play?"

All of a sudden a woman in the crowd starts singing! Her voice is so beautiful that the whole crowd stops moving and thousands of people were instantly quieted to listen. She is like a nightingale. I am standing right next to her. I know the song. "I'm so very... ordinary....Nothing special on my own. I have never walked on water, I have never calmed a storm. Sometimes I'm hiding away form the madness around me, Like a child who's afraid of the dark" Near the end of the song two thirds of the crowd spontaneously joined in to sing, including myself. We sang at the top of our lungs. "... but, when you call on Jesus all things are possible..." The one third that didn't know the song, stood there in total amazement! As we continued to sing, it came to me that the only way so many people could know this song was if they listened to Klove and the were also Christians.

http://www.klove.com/ ( Call on Jesus. by Nicole C. Mullen)

...
Than I woke up...and I started to cry. This was one of those rare dreams that it is hard to deny, that it's not a gift given to me by God to bring me encouragement. How I have been praying for God to give me a voice....I am apart of a larger voice...I am not alone.

Later I shared my dream with my 10 year old daughter. She was all ears. "Mom...did you ever find Dad in the dream?"
I told her that I didn't because I woke up just as the singing ended. But I know that he was in the crowd and he heard me singing and most likely he saw me singing.
"Mom...was I there?"
I said, "I didn't see you in my dream but I bet you were probably next to your Dad. You would have been singing too, because you know this song."
"Mom...if Dad wasn't singing I would have told him to start singing!"

2005-10-12T22:52:00.000-07:00

Save me, O God,
for the waters have come up to my neck.
I sink in the miry depths,
where there is no foothold.
I have come into the deep waters;
the floods engulf me.
I am worn out calling for help;
my throat is parched.
My eyes fail,
looking for my God.
Those who hate me without reason
outnumber the hairs of my head;
many are my enemies without cause,
those who seek to destroy me.
I am forced to restore
what I did not steal.
You know my folly, O God;
my guilt is not hidden from you.
May those who hope in you
not be disgraced because of me,
O Lord, the LORD Almighty;
may those who seek you
not be put to shame because of me,
O God of Israel.
For I endure scorn for your sake,
and shame covers my face.
I am a stranger to my brothers,
an alien to my own mother's sons;
for zeal for your house consumes me,
and the insults of those who insult you fall on me.
When I weep and fast,
I must endure scorn;
when I put on sackcloth,
people make sport of me.
Those who sit at the gate mock me,
and I am the song of the drunkards.
But I pray to you, O LORD

More birth pangs?

2005-10-10T13:13:00.000-07:00

http://standeyo.com/NEWS/05_Pics_of_Day/051008.pic.of.day.html

Scary things going no up stairs

2005-10-04T20:44:00.000-07:00

I have been taking off the roof all day, this is my third roof I have done. This will be the easiest, because there are no valleys...but than again, I'm alot older, and it might be harder.

At the end of the day I was dirty and tired. I knew I would be hurting tomorrow. After I took a shower and walked into the bed room, my cat (MaMa Kitty) comes out from under the bed. She looked so weird, she never goes under the bed. Not expecting and answer, I looked her in the eyes and said "MaMa, what's wrong with you?" As if she had no problem understanding me, she looked up at the ceiling with troubled eyes. "Oh, poor MaMa, that was only me making all that noise."

If only it was this easy to communicate to people.

Well a kiss and a hug and she was purring like her old fat self.

Eye of GOD

2005-10-01T22:57:00.000-07:00

http://antwrp.gsfc.nasa.gov/apod/ap030510.html

dyslexia

2005-09-29T14:30:00.000-07:00

It takes me at least 45 minutes to write a single comment. And maybe a whole day to gather my thoughts about what I want to write. I have always had a difficult time spelling and in turn I am a slow typer. I don't just type any old thing that pops into my head. First I have to gather my thoughts. Then decide if it is even worth trying to communicate it. If I am troubled long enough, I will search scripture, re-reading the whole chapter, because I don't want to use it out of context. When my thoughts have been gathered I go throught the difficult task of writing them down. I have to use "Read Please" to read it back to me in someone else's voice. Then I have to repair dozens of words that cannot be fixed by "spell check". I go through this over and over until I feel that it is perfect in it's context, grammar and spelling as I can make it. I finally hit "post" and I look at it again and see more misspellings. I look up at the clock...Hour and a half gone forever!!!

It's totally frustrating. It's as if I have both hands tied behind my back, and I'm using a pencil held between my teeth to touch the buttons on the keypad. And it doesn't get any better, because the real problem is dyslexia.

I am working through this gift from God.

Disturbing the Peace

2005-09-26T10:26:00.000-07:00

A couple of months back I was walking along the creek with my family and we came to a giant peace sign made out of white rocks. The sentiment was nice but I had an idea to make it better. I thought that it would be nice to change it to a Christian fish symbol. Everyone agreed and if we worked fast it would be done in no time. Everyone got into it. But as I reached to move my first white rock, I got stung by a bee. It hurt! I felt a strange kind of pain run from my hand to my elbow. For a moment, doubt ran through my mind...this is not safe...we should stop...I'm disturbing the peace....as if nature itself would protest against the Christian fish symbol. I started to silently pray..."God, don't let this sting get worse, I want to do this to honor you. amen"
When we finished, we admired our work and my brother wanted to say a prayer before we moved on. We prayed for the people that might see the fish to feel encouraged. We prayed for peace...and my bee sting. Within a half an hour I knew my arm would be ok, even though it bothered me for almost a week. But months later I drove across the bridge and no one had changed the Christian fish made out of white boulders. I was surprised it was still there, my bee sting is long gone....I felt encouraged to see the Christian symbol, and I was glad that a didn't let a little bee sting stop me from honoring God.

Psalm 51

2005-09-23T23:00:00.000-07:00

O Lord, open my lips, and my mouth will declare your praise.

beginning of birth pain

2005-09-18T21:20:00.000-07:00

Jesus used the metaphor "beginning of birth pain". It brings me great hope to think of these troubling times in this way.

I am a mother, and I have given birth. I know how bad birth pains can feel like. But some how the moment that my baby was layed on my chest, the magnitude of the pain was wiped away.
I started feeling "false" labor pain very early. Even just three months into the pregnancy I would find my self laying in a ditch trying to recover from contractions set on by just a walk in the park.

With only months to go, I felt increasingly uncomfortable. Trying to prepare myself, I would read every thing I could about what would happen in the birthing process. I remembered looking at a photo of a woman giving birth and the baby's head was half out. The first thought that went through my head was, "I can't do this!... Oh, but I don't have a choice...I will be doing this...I'm really scared."

My husband and I took a class on the birthing process. He's a paramedic... I tried to tell myself that, it will be ok. The teacher told us to make a "birth plan" She said that we could do any thing we wanted to, with our birth plan. We could plan on having our favorite music with us and have our partner rub our back by lit candles. This is when my husband leans over and whispers in my ear, "You can't light candles in the hospital." The realization came over me that this woman was leading us a stray...I would have no control over want is going to happen. The only thing I wanted to do in my birth plan was scream like I have never screamed before. That was my plan.
A month before I was due, my water broke. Oh no this was not a part of the plan! I'm not ready! Oh man, I started praying...Please let my baby be ok! At the hospital I quickly found out that once the water broke the baby must come out within 24 hours. It was 5:00 am and I had not been able to sleep for the last 24 hours, the next hours will no doubt prove themselves to be a challenge.

One of the first places that I every lived after I moved out at 18 was in a room at a farm house. The owner of the house had a big Saint Bernard dog that lived out side even in the cold Minnesota winters. This dog was pregnent and didn't know it. She was very young and she didn't know what was happening to her. She was so scared that she ran all over the yard leaving puppies in the snow here and there. We gathered up wet puppies from the snow and tried to catch the dog before she when into hiding under a shed. It all worked out and she ended up being a very good mother.

I thought about this dog as I fought urges to run and hide myself. I can't hide from this pain, I must let others help me through this. The nusres said the best thing to do was walk. So my husband took my hand and walked me around the maturity floor of the hospital. We must have done this same walk about 20 times, but there was no way I could do it on my own. I was in so much pain that I could not even find my room again if I was only 4 feet from the door.
Back rubs...I love back rubs. Wasn't there back rubs on my birth plan? No WAY...just touching my back made the pain more intense! I felt misled.

I wanted to be strong but when the pain was getting so bad that I began to throw up. I was offered a shot for pain. If there was a loaded gun in the room, I would have taken a shot to the head at this point.

42 hours with out sleep and intense pain, they tell me it is time to start pushing. Well as I start pushing I begin to let out a great scream. The nurse says to me sharply, "Don't scream, save it for the push." ( the scream was the only thing that I thought was a sure thing about my birth plan) Plan B....PUSH ! The nurse was surprised and said that I was stronger that she thought I would be. Well, the thought of having a baby stuck half in and half out, will give you unbelievable strength to keep that from happening.

But even as I relive the story of giving birth, some how the real memory of the pain is not with me now. It was gone the moment that I looked into my daughters eyes.

I think when Jesus talks about the beginning of birth pains in Matthew 24, it is a very comforting reminder to us. When we are going through the hard times of life, it is because it is all apart of God's master plan. We must remember to reach out for His hand to lead and guide us. Heaven will be like looking into my daughters eyes for the first time, and the pain and worry will melt away. It will be clear to us why we have gone through what we have when we get to heaven...so be strong in your faith.

I will still pray for you

2005-09-11T22:38:00.000-07:00

I feel as if I have so much to say....but I can't say it.

I've been thinking about Moses.
God can do anything....but he didn't make Moses a good speaker.
Moses was not confident...but God talked him through it.
The people that Moses lead to the promised land, complained and whined and blew it big time.
God said that's it, I'm done with these rotten and stubborn people.
Moses said, No Lord, please spare them for me.
and God spared them for Moses sake.
When Moses got mad at the Lord's people for their complaining.
Moses struck a rock in anger, to produce just another miracle...because they had so little faith.
God tells Moses, because you did this, you will not get to walk on the promise land.
But God let Moses get a look at it.

At one time America was called the promise land, and for all it's problems, I still don't think that there is a better place to live. But this is not home. Heaven is home. Go ahead and call me an idiot...if you want. I will still pray for you. Hate me if that makes you feel better. I will still pray for you.

Matthew 24

2005-09-01T13:11:00.000-07:00

Jesus left the temple and was walking away when his disciples came up to him to call his attention to its buildings. "Do you see all these things?" he asked. "I tell you the truth, not one stone here will be left on another; every one will be thrown down." As Jesus was sitting on the Mount of Olives, the disciples came to him privately. "Tell us," they said, "when will this happen, and what will be the sign of your coming and of the end of the age?"

Jesus answered: "Watch out that no one deceives you. For many will come in my name, claiming, 'I am the Christ,' and will deceive many. You will hear of wars and rumors of wars, but see to it that you are not alarmed. Such things must happen, but the end is still to come. Nation will rise against nation, and kingdom against kingdom. There will be famines and earthquakes in various places. All these are the beginning of birth pains.
"Then you will be handed over to be persecuted and put to death, and you will be hated by all nations because of me. At that time many will turn away from the faith and will betray and hate each other, and many false prophets will appear and deceive many people. Because of the increase of wickedness, the love of most will grow cold, but he who stands firm to the end will be saved. And this gospel of the kingdom will be preached in the whole world as a testimony to all nations, and then the end will come.
"So when you see standing in the holy place 'the abomination that causes desolation,' spoken of through the prophet Daniel—(let the reader understand)— then let those who are in Judea flee to the mountains. Let no one on the roof of his house go down to take anything out of the house. Let no one in the field go back to get his cloak. How dreadful it will be in those days for pregnant women and nursing mothers! Pray that your flight will not take place in winter or on the Sabbath. For then there will be great distress, unequaled from the beginning of the world until now—and never to be equaled again. If those days had not been cut short, no one would survive, but for the sake of the elect those days will be shortened. At that time if anyone says to you, 'Look, here is the Christ!' or, 'There he is!' do not believe it. For false Christs and false prophets will appear and perform great signs and miracles to deceive even the elect—if that were possible. See, I have told you ahead of time.
"So if anyone tells you, 'There he is, out in the desert,' do not go out; or, 'Here he is, in the inner rooms,' do not believe it. For as lightning that comes from the east is visible even in the west, so will be the coming of the Son of Man. Wherever there is a carcass, there the vultures will gather.
"Immediately after the distress of those days " 'the sun will be darkened, and the moon will not give its light; the stars will fall from the sky, and the heavenly bodies will be shaken.'
"At that time the sign of the Son of Man will appear in the sky, and all the nations of the earth will mourn. They will see the Son of Man coming on the clouds of the sky, with power and great glory. And he will send his angels with a loud trumpet call, and they will gather his elect from the four winds, from one end of the heavens to the other.
"Now learn this lesson from the fig tree: As soon as its twigs get tender and its leaves come out, you know that summer is near. Even so, when you see all these things, you know that it is near, right at the door. I tell you the truth, this generation will certainly not pass away until all these things have happened. Heaven and earth will pass away, but my words will never pass away.

Day of Prayer

2005-08-31T10:44:00.000-07:00

The Governor of Louisiana is calling for a day of prayer.
President Bush is asking for prayer.

I have not been to church for a couple of weeks, because of my obligation to help out with the Fair and Sol-fest. This last Sunday I was happy to hear that the Rev. Kevin is going to spend the next several weeks talking about prayer. Well his timing could not be better.

We are living in troubling times. In Baghdad a stampede broke out and killed nearly 800 people, mostly women and children. It was just a week ago that Europe was haveing terrible flooding problems and out of control wild fires. Jews are still being taken from their homes in Israel. And now this catastrophic hurricane Katrina. It has not even been a year since the day after Christmas tsunami. Yes, prayer is needed.

How do we pray?

Let Jesus be our teacher.

I know that many people have other ideas about prayer....like

*Meditate. Sit still and think your prayer over and over or just have a soliloquy with the great entity about what you are praying for.
*Walk a labyrinth. Think about your prayer as you walk it. No labyrinth nearby? Walk in a spiral pattern in your back yard or living room.
*Chant. Chant sounds or what you are praying for.
*Burn incense. As it burns think about or state out loud what you are praying for.
*Light a candle. State your prayers either out loud or silently as you light it and let it burn away.
*Sing. Sing about what you are praying for to your favorite tune. You can also put your favorite music on and sing along to that as long as it contains the message you want to pray for.
*Dance. As you move your body think or state out loud what you are praying for.
*Write your prayer on a piece of paper and then either store it in a jar, burn it, bury it, cast it into a body of water or shred it and let the pieces of paper blow in the wind.
Whatever feels right.

These are some suggestions that I cut and pasted off someone else's blog, she was trying to protest the National Day of Prayer in a "Non-Christian" way. http://centime.typepad.com/centime/2005/05/national_day_of.html
I find it interesting that, what she wanted to pray for was tolerance.
I guess it's ok to be intolerance of intolerance.

Although her ideas are a bit silly, I think we can worship God in the way we live our lives. The way we express ourselves...It might be in our dance, art, music, writings and most of all how we act and interact with others.

But let me be very clear...There is only one true God.
So if you are walking around in circles in your living room, chanting some kind of self-help babble...What god or inner godess are you actually doing this for? The great entity? In the world of "what every feels right" you just pick and choose?

I don't care how you pray, that is not my point. I am saying, you should know who you are praying to.

John 8:20
"You do not know me or my Father," Jesus replied. "If you knew me, you would know my Father also." He spoke these words while teaching in the temple area near the place where the offerings were put.

President Bush did not say what kind of prayer he wanted.
The Governor of Louisiana is asking for a prayer for patiance, courage, and endurance.

Lord, I pray the same prayer to you God. Give us all patience. Give us courage to stand up for the truth, and the endurance to hang in there, and know that what ever happens you are right by my side. And you are by the sides of those that are in great need. I want to see you in even this. Let your people open their churchs and homes to help. Thank you God for pulling out so many people before it hit. Please use people to be your angels to get out many more. In the name of your precious and Holy son, Jesus. Amen.

Sunday at the Lost-Souls-Fest.

2005-08-24T22:38:00.000-07:00

On Sunday I decided that I would wear my one and only Christian T-shirt. I think most Christian T-shirts are a bit in poor taste or down right tacky. It's brand new, I have had it for 3 months and this will be the first time I ever wore a Christian T-shirt.

My T-shirt has three cute little baby chicken chicks standing on an open Bible (it's a drawing, no Bible was pooped on in the making) The middle chick is wearing a little gold cross necklace. In front of the Bible there is an egg shell broken in half, the symbol of the Christian fish decorates it in a repeating pattern. (it is really cute, but not cute-cute...if you know what I mean) In BIG bold lettering it says "CHRISTIAN CHICKS praise the Lord "

In this crowd... I knew that I would be standing out of place like a ....shining star.

I felt that I really needed to pray before I arrived, "God I can't talk to these people. I don't even know how to start. Please send them to me if you want me to talk to them. Help me, amen"

Hippies have a dress code for this kind of event. Hippies like to wear hemp tye-dye or nothing. The next best thing to wear if your a Hippie is a T-shirt that has an agenda....like promoting some kind of organic trademark or some kind of New Age crap.

As I walked around, people throughout the festival would stop me and want to talk about chickens. I met this one man that started telling me about his pet chicken. I made a total guess and asked him, "Are you the guy that brings your fuzzy chicken to Frieman Brothers' Hardware?"
He answered with a surprised look, "Yes!....How did you know?
I surprise myself some times. " Oh I just guessed... is it a white Silky?
Another surprised look. "Yes! How do you know this?"
I smile at him and tell him about the little Modern Game rooster that we take to Frieman's. (only my husband and my daughter take "Jr." to stores. I stopped doing that after my 5150....that's a good story for another time) Anyway...this guy and I spent a while swapping chicken stories in a middle of a crowd of people watching a drumming concert. It was Way Cool. and when we parted ways he said to me, "It was a good thing that you wore that T-shirt today."

Other people would look at my shirt as they walked past and smiled. One lady said she liked my hat after she looked at my shirt....no one liked my hat yesterday. I would not be surprised if my car was the only car in the parking lot with any kind of Christian symbol on it...and I knew that I was the only person openly trying to represent Christianity at the Lost-Soul-Fest. Maybe because of that I stood a little taller, smiled more, made more eye contact than I did the day before.

Near the end of the day, a beautiful 14 year old girl wanted to make some thing with clay. She seemed a little uncomfortable...and then she asked me, "Are you a Christian Chick?" I answered back "Well, yes I am." I said with a smile. She told me that she was saved this summer at a youth group. I shared with her that my daughter and I got baptized this summer. We talked about how it is hard to share with people about our love for Jesus , because our friends don't want us to talk about it. We talked about how the booths that promoted peace and love, also seemed to have a great deal of hatred for Christians. She had a lot of questions, she wanted to know what the differences are between the Jewish religion and Christianity. I had to make my answers short and sweet, because people will interrupt you when you are trying to talk about Jesus...
"Can you tell me the time?"
" Would it be ok if I use this?"
"I lost my ring, can you help me find it?"
Even with all that, we still talked about God for at least a half an hour....which is truly amazing.
She made a cross out of clay and decorated it with Christian fish.

Then her dad showed up. I reconized him from early in the day. We had talked along time about art work.....I was really glad that he was her dad.

It was a good day (thank you God for your help)

Peace out people ;)

Saturday at the Lost-Soul-Fest

2005-08-22T23:42:00.000-07:00

Sol-fest had a great turn out. People drove from all over and they were very impressed at how nice it was at the Energy Center.
There were a lot of booths there, promoting there products. You could get a four dollar organic snow cone, or free organic granola bars (that tasted like horse food, bet I couldn't even get the chickens to eat them) You could by a $48 hemp sweater, or a 100 % organic tye-dye cotton thong undies. You could have a personal tarot card reading. Or get henna on your hiney. Or a full body rub, that looks like a slow motion mud fighting. Big crowd for that!

While most of the people there were stoned and happy and mellow. Peace , Love, being merry has an agenda. And that happens to be to keep Christians quiet. Some booths make there living selling hate dressed up like peace. "We are all one...except for Bush, the Republicans, and of course Christians. These booths sold buttons and bumper stickers and prayer flags. They had lots of Dawin fish. (which is hijacked from the Christian fish) I found lots of out right Jesus bashing bumper stickers.
Bush will be gone some day but we will always have Jesus and Christians to kick around. Is this the "peace" mentality?
What is the peace sign made up from?.....Let me know if I am wrong, but I don't think I am. It's an upside down, defiled and broken cross. It is in a circle to symbolize the they are united in the hatred of Jesus....if not him, than his followers.
I'm a Christian, I want peace too...I'm feeling totally offended and attacked...but I don't say anything....Why, because I don't want to make trouble I also want to keep the peace.
I'm a peaceful , quiet, Christian....and I'm getting sick of it. Hey, Man, I care about the planet too! I recycle....Stop insulting me and my God!
.....but i am still quiet.
I don't think we can save the planet, but I don't think we should be raping it for a buck either.
I'm not a vegetarian, I eat meat, but I don't want animals to be treated inhumanly before they give up their lives to feed people.

Saturday night there was going to be a big druming dancing party. It sounded like a lot of fun, but I just wanted to go home. I would rather pet chickens than spend time partying with people that made me feel so bad all day.

Money Money Money... the systems in place, and there is no way around it.

"Snow cones, get your organic Snow cones.....only 4 dollars."

I'm going to save a buck...and go to StarBucks for the 3 dollar Frappuccino.

That's the way I see it.

Hippy Dippy Weekend

2005-08-22T15:48:00.000-07:00

This last weekend I volunteered to help a friend out with his booth at Sol-fest.
He wanted to let kids and "grown ups" play with clay for a small donation. My job was to help out with the hand building while the others worked on the wheel.

Sol-fest is held at Real Goods in Hopland California. It is a festival about a alterive way of living. With work shops on every thing from how to build a strawbale house to anti-war protesting. It's about recycling, conserving, using natural and alterative products, and getting off the grid. A lot of good stuff about taking care of the earth.

"Don't panic! It's organic"

The crowd was mainly hippys, dressed to show of ALL their tattoos.

Question...How much longer before it becomes totally acceptable to walk around completely naked if you are sporting a full body suit of tattoos?
A. 5 years
B. 10 years
C. 20 years
D. It will never happen.
E. I don't know when, but there will come a day.

The One Thing I Never Question

2005-08-20T21:48:00.000-07:00

Paul Colman - The One Thing From the album Let It Go

Here I am
In a river of questions
Can I pour my heart out to a listening ear?
I see this life
It’s valley’s and mountains
And I think of all the roads that brought me here
Oh that brought me here

I’ve questioned my reasons and
The life I’m living.
I’ve questioned my ability
To judge wrong from right
I’ve questioned all the things that I’ve ever called certain
My race, my religion, my country, my mind

But the one thing I don’t question is You
You really love me like you say you do
Yea the one thing I don’t question is You
You really love me like you say you do
Hold me Hold me So Hold me

Well I’ve questioned my significance
Meaning and relevance
Does the work I’m doing really matter at all?
Well I’ve questioned my friendships
Alliance, dependence
Who will still be here when I fall?

Only one thing doesn’t change
Only one thing stays the same
All I know at the end of the day is your love remains

Paul Colman
The One Thing
From the album Let It Go

three little birds

2005-08-19T22:44:00.000-07:00

Don't worry
about a thing
because every little thing
is going to be all right

I woke up this morning
along with the rising sun

three little birds
sitting on my door step

singing sweet songs
of the highest yearning

this is my message to you....ooo....ooo

Don't worry
about a thing
because every little thing
is going to be all right

embryos

2005-08-16T23:06:00.000-07:00

Oh boy, I have a problem.

No one was gathering eggs and three hens decided to start sitting. I candled them and I have about 8 little babies growing.

My husband wants to toss them.

I don't want to kill them, but we don't need more chicks right now.

I want to do the right thing, it becomes a teaching thing for my daughter, what do you do with the unwanted, not yet born babies.

Because my husband is such a grump, my daughter is wanting to please him and destroy the eggs.

I feel like crying.

Lord of the Flies

2005-08-15T18:50:00.000-07:00

One day while thinking about God a fly started buzzing around my ears. I was trying to get some gardening started and I needed both hands to work the soil, but I had to stop to shu the fly away from my ears.
This fly was so irritating...I felt like not only was he stopping me from working, but it was interrupting my conversation with God. Finally it got so bad that I all most said "God, Damn it!". But I didn't....I thought it though, which is almost as bad as saying it.
I have always hated it when I hear people say things like , "God, Damn it" and "Damn it all to Hell"
I decided to change my attitude. In my head I said "God, forgive me. I'm sorry that I wanted you to damn this fly, that is buzzing around my ears, I don't know why you sent this fly to bug me...maybe you just wanted to get my attention...letting me know that you are hearing me."

Than the fly flew away.

ahh..."Thank you, God"

I went back to working the garden, and thinking about God. I found myself missing the fly. I know that sounds silly, but I didn't seem so irritated by that fly when I was appreciating the fly as something sent by God.

After a minute the fly came back. This time I waived my hand by my ear and said out loud, "Go away, please." This time I didn't miss the fly after he left.
I said silently to God "Thank You."

The fly....well, he didn't come back. He moved on to bug someone else.

Life is a challenge

2005-08-14T23:04:00.000-07:00

Can you make it a Granday....GrOnDay...Grandi.....Just give me that Biggest one....Yea, make it, the way I like it.....no whip cream...

No not the Tall (by the way, rhymes with small).

Ahhhh thanks, I needed that
I went 7 or 8 days without one.

I have been busy at the fair all week
It is finally over

Violet ( the American Alpine Goat) won Reserve champion
a jealous neighbor goat ate her beautiful ribbon
My Daughter took the news of the vandalism very well
I think that Violet ate her own ribbon

Tulip ( Nubian Goat) won 2nd place in her class
there was only 2 goats in her class

My daughter showed Tulip in showmanship
She came in 7th
there were only seven in her class
I was really proud of her
for her first time showing
all the other kid's hats had at least 2 pounds of awards on them

My daughter came 4th in showmanship in poultry
She showed the famous "Sillver Jr." ( silver Modern Game Cock)
the competition was furies (did i spell that wrong?)
"Jr." was DQed for not being Dubbed
My daugher made a poster on why dubbing is wrong
I'm so proud of her

Cloud ( White Frizzle Cochin Cockerel ) won a 1st place Blue ribbon
I would love to dye this rooster pink and call him Cotton Candy...that would be funny
"Is that a chicken?"
"Yes it is, I'm glad you asked. This is a new breed called Cotton Candy Cochins."

Dr. Painful (the demolition derby) .....well it got smashed

I got every one home in the 1972 International ... the Goats peed in it (at least it's not as bad as the time the cats peed in it)

I'm happy to be home.....
I thought that the goats would be too...
But they are so spoiled from all the attention that they are crying in the dark...
bblaa,,blaa,blaaaa.....

I feel tired and .... truely blessed

The Challange Day Five

2005-08-08T21:29:00.000-07:00

aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh.....

It was so quiet today, he is working 48 hours. The TV gets a little rest.

This gives me time to stop and reflect on my favorite Starbucks quote.

The way I see it # 22

"Everywhere, unthinking mobs of 'independent thinkers' wield tire cliches...."

I was good, I didn't cave in and get one.

The Challange Day Four

2005-08-07T18:00:00.000-07:00

There is some research which seems to demonstrate that children and adults can be educated by certain types of TV shows. It is also true that some programming is informative and worthwhile. That being said, one should not immediately jump for the "on" button, because we have to weigh these positive aspects of TV against the negatives.

Take a show like "Sesame Street," for example. Yes, there have been studies which have indicated that "Sesame Street" can improve a child's ability to recognize letters and numbers, among other things. However, "Sesame Street," like the vast majority of children's programming, is designed to hold a child's interest by flashing a barrage of sound and movement at a very fast rate. There is compelling research which indicates that this barrage of sound and movement shortens the attention span. Thus, Suzi might spend her first five years watching "educational" children's TV, and learn quite a bit from it. But when Suzi gets into elementary school, all of her knowledge won't help her when she can't focus and concentrate on schoolwork (and life in general) because she has a short attention span.

My point is this: Yes, TV can offer good programming. But that fact alone is not enough to outweigh the numerous negative side effects of TV. Yes, if you watch a VERY little TV (1-5 hours per week) and are VERY selective about what you watch, you will not suffer adverse effects. But even 1-5 hours per week of "educational" TV has dangers:

The biggest danger of "selectively" watching TV is that it opens the door to un-selective watching. TV is like an addictive drug. The network programmers are like the drug pushers - they are doing everything they can to get you hooked on their product. A little bit of TV means that the TV is there, in your living room, waiting. Waiting for you or your children to have a spare moment and flip it on. Waiting for you to turn on an "educational" show and then get sucked into hours of crap TV.

Every hour spent watching "educational" TV is an hour not spent reading, talking to your family, playing a game, going on a hike, building forts out of blankets, baking cookies - all of which are also educational activities. Watching "Magic School Bus" is fine, but wouldn't kids be better off in the back yard with a magnifying glass and a picture book about insects?

Even "educational" TV is a product. No matter what you think, you don't get it for free. One way or another, you have to pay for it - in the cost of products the show advertises, in the cost of products sold by the companies that support the show, in taxes (if it's public television), in cable costs...SOMEHOW you are paying for the actors, the animators, the sets, the technical people, etc. You may be willing to pay the price, but most likely you just don't think about the costs.
Even "educational" TV is still TV. The physical and health concerns are still there. The warped social messages may still be prevalent, etc.

Is it TV that's bad, or the people in the industry?

Tough question. Certainly I don't believe that the technology of TV is an inherently evil thing. A TV is just a box with wires, silicon and glass inside. I also do not believe that everyone who works in the television industry is a ruthless, greedy, self-serving, immoral person. One of my best friends, in fact, works for a cable TV company. However, I think some people, particularly at the higher levels of the industry, are ruthless, greedy, self-serving, immoral people. They certainly must know of the physical and psychological effects of TV on individuals, particularly children. They must know of its effects on society. The must know it fosters materialism and greed. They must know that it keeps lesser-educated people from seeking to better their lives, while at the same time decreasing self-worth and making people feel inadequate. They must know it's addictive (Don't believe that? Try going without it for a month). Somewhere at ABC, at CBS, at NBC and at FOX, there are people who know all of this. But they keep doing it. Why? To make a buck. I hope their money makes them VERY happy, because I don't know how they can live with themselves.

The Challange Day Three

2005-08-06T21:52:00.000-07:00

Well, I did not have a Frappicino today, but I did need a nap.

I know that TV makes people less social with their family.

My brother and his two daughters came to visit me and my daughter (my husband is too busy surfing the channels to visit with us)
At the end of the visit we watched a digital camera slide show, on the television. It was fun to review all the things we had done in the short time we had together.
Where is my husband?....he was not there in the making...I guess he finds us boring.
Where is my husband?....He is not there in the viewing...I guess he would rather watch TV than watch his daughter grow up.

"Television isolates people from their environment, from each other, and from their own senses."

It is sad......I feel lonely.....I am thankful that he is a good man....but don't tell me that TV is not addicting. He grew up in a household that never turned the TV off. There are even mirrors set up to reflect the television from the living room to the dining table, so they would never miss a commercial.

KILL YOUR TELEVISION!
by A.C. Staff

TV ADDICTION OUT OF CONTROL
Television continues to have an amazing grip on the average person. Studies have shown that the TV is on nearly one-third of each day in the average home and that millions of people say watching the tube is their favorite pastime. In one of the latest studies on TV habits, pollsters ABC, Epcott and A.C. Nielsen revealed that TVs are on more than 7 hours a day in the average American home. Viewers during their daily TV watching are exposed to some 135 commercials. That means that during the course of one year, the average person will have chalked up 2,520 hours of TV viewing including nearly 50,000 commercials. And we wonder why the world has problems!

The Challange Day Two

2005-08-05T21:54:00.000-07:00

News on TV is all bad news.
When are they going to focus on some good news....Never...Stop waiting.

My husband was nice this morning, and he unexpectedly brought me a Frappicino. I guess I didn't tell him that I was trying to give it up for a while. We should probably talk more. I thanked him, took two sips and put it in the freezer. Like a squirrel I stored it away for hard times.

My Mom called me and said that there was a Tsunami warning for the Mendocino coast. I had not heard about it, so I wanted to confirm it with TV news.....Why bother... There is no good information to be gathered from the News. But I did see a underwear commercial the made me feel like I walked into some one's private strip tease, while I surfed the channels to find a different news source. Can you believe that the News was looking a what Bloggers have to say about "stuff", they are hard up. I feel so cutting edge, I can see it now....."Blogger, Sable Chicken said...." Yah that would be the day, someone listening to what I have to say about "stuff".

I stopped watching the News a long time ago, and I had to stop several times...It is a hard addiction to kick. I stopped the one time because I was so sick of hearing about President Chinton's affairs with Monica.... News is totally unsafe to watch if a kid is in the room.

I stopped two different times when people I loved got murdered.
My best and only friend from 2nd grade, went missing. It was a week before thanksgiving, her body was found in a ditch 6 months later. She was a mother of 3 kids....I think that her husband killed her, but I have no proof or any way of knowing.
My aunt's husband was murdered, in a double murder, suicide. The news just showed the lucky lawyer that got away with only a gun shot to his arm.
It is all just sound bites....of peoples distroyed lives....the pain of it is so far reaching...yet we hardened our hearts. I had one of three chooses I could keep watching this stuff and cry through the News hour......keep watching until I felt no pain of it, because it was someone else's problem...or STOP WATCHING IT.

KILL YOUR TELEVISION!
by A.C. Staff

THE GREAT EDUCATOR
The greatest educator in the world today is not the school, or the church, or even the home. It is the TELEVISION! A youngster who graduates from high school has spent approximately 50% more time in front of the television than in the classroom. The values and morals of the major media networks are diametrically opposed to those of the Christian community. Don't think the forces of evil have been slow to recognize the great opportunity presented by such influence. From its very inception, television has been destined to act as the "unifying force" in the plan to degrade, demoralize, dechristianize and DESTROY humanity.

The Challange Day One

2005-08-04T21:24:00.000-07:00

I did not have a Mega-Bucks Frappocino today...I wanted one but not to bad after reading about how bad TV is. I could have used a nap though, but I powered through.

I use to have a big problem with the TV. I was a TV addict. I was fine if it was not on, but if it was on, I couldn't pull my self away. I would find myself wishing that I could find some thing good on....I know that sometimes there is some thing good on...some where...some time.

I would end up going to bed around 1:30 or 2:00am. I would feel tired the next day, and not want to get out of bed.

On the other hand if I stayed up just as late and did not watch TV, but worked on some art work instead. I would wake up feeling excited, I wanted to get up and get a fresh look at what I had done the night before.

KILL YOUR TELEVISION!
by A.C. Staff

YOU'RE PLUGGED IN!!
Television light is purposeful and directed rather than ambient. It is projected into our eyes from behind the screen by cathode-ray guns which are literally aimed at us. These guns are powered by 25,000 volts. The guns shoot electron streams at phosphors on the screen. This makes the phosphors glow, and their light projects from the screen into our eyes. When you watch TV you are not just looking at light; it is more accurate to say that light is projected into you. You are receiving light through your eyes into your body, far enough in to affect your endocrine system. When you are watching TV, you are experiencing something like lines of energy passing from cathode gun to phosphor through your eyes into your body. You are as connected to the television set as your arm would be to the electrical current in the wall if you had stuck a knife in the socket. This is not conducive to your spiritual health!

ARE YOU BEING BRAINWASHED?
Brainwashing techniques make use of artificial environments which reduce and narrow sensory experience to fit their own new confined reality. The effect and purpose of this narrowing is to increase awareness and focus upon the politics, materialism, entertainment, spectacles and other drugs that society uses to keep us within its boundaries. We can consider TV to be an advanced brainwashing technique. Sitting in darkened rooms, with the natural environment obscured, other humans dimmed out, only the eyes and ears operating, both within a very narrow range, other body function stilled, staring at light for hours and hours, the experience adds up to something nearer to brainwashing than anything that has come before it.

Television isolates people from their environment, from each other, and from their own senses. We know that it is an accepted truth about brainwashing that the subjects are unusually susceptible to suggestion. When you are watching TV you are experiencing mental images, and these mental images are not yours. Because the rest of your capacities have been subdued, and the rest of the world dimmed, these images are likely to have an extraordinary degree of influence. Am I saying that TV is a brainwashing device? YES! There is no question but that someone is speaking into your mind, influencing you to do something. First- Keep watching, Second- Believe what you are told, Third- Buy something.

Boob Tube

2005-08-03T19:29:00.000-07:00

I challange you to try an experiment on yourself.

Can you go a whole week without watching TV?

Can I go without a Mega-Bucket Frappocino for a whole week?

Can you do it?

Can I do it?

It won't be easy....

Seven day challange....what will we write about if there was no TV?

Can you make some one smile when you are in Mega-Mart this week?
The paint that I bought at Mega-Mart the other day was really cheap, only $12.99 a gallon.
At Kelley Moore it would be $24.-$30. a gallon, but its really good paint.
Good paint on the house and cheap paint on the demolition derby Car.
My husband wants to be "Dr. Painful" for the third year in a row.
He is addicted to Dr. Pepper ( there is no way he could give it up for a week)
I have won prettiest car for the last three years...I got a trophy and $75.

I wish I wasn't so dumb a how to use this computer, I would love to show off the before and after of the "Dr. Painful" car.

I'm a believer.....

2005-08-03T00:48:00.000-07:00

In what?

Chicken McNuggets ?

Hidden Agenda of Religious Tolerance

2005-08-02T20:35:00.000-07:00

Hidden Agenda of Religious Tolerance

(This is the cut and copy high points from http://contenderministries.org/commentary/tolerance.php
http://www.contenderministries.org/UN/worldsummit.php
Christians should read all of it) ~ I know that this is old news, but it is new to me~

Overpopulation, global warming, over-consumption of resources, and the tragic inequality between North and South. These are the messages coming out of the World Summit on Sustainable Development being held in Johannesburg, South Africa. The media dutifully reports the tragic consequence of humankind's irresponsible birthrate, lack of respect for "mother earth", and unfettered national sovereignty. However, there is much you will not hear through the media. In fact you will have to search long and hard for the information.

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A recent poll showed that approximately 49% of Americans, in our post-9/11 culture, have no problems with compromising the protections afforded by the first amendment of our consitution. The freedom of speech and of religion, they say, should not be absolute. The tragic events of 9/11 are being used to reason away the constitutional rights and freedoms we share in the United States.
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Canada and France are just a couple of the nations that already have laws on the books enforcing “religious tolerance.” Delegates to the World Summit desire to make such laws more restrictive, and global in their application. Can you imagine your pastor being handcuffed and led out of the church after reading aloud from Romans 1, or John 14:6? It is already against the law in Canada to read Romans 1 over the airwaves. Do you dare imagine it possible for missionaries to be classified as criminals? And what of apologetics ministries that dare to expose the false doctrines of cults and religious movements? Will they be ordered to cease operation or face criminal penalties? It seems not only possible, but quite likely.
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In the endnote of the World Summit on Sustainable Development document, religious leaders are called on to "exorcise religious bigotry and superstition from within their faith tradition, and renounce any claims to exclusivity." At Contender Ministries, we believe the Bible when it says that Jesus Christ is the way, the truth, and the life, and no one comes to the Father but by Him. According to our global "religious leaders", unless you are willing to deny this truth and accept a humanist version of your faith, you must be exorcised from your faith tradition. A section of the document titled "United Nations Possible Next Steps" explains more clearly what that would involve.
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Unfortunately, increasing numbers of "Christian" faiths are falling for this deceptive utopian ideal. The Bible tells us that in the end many will fall away from the faith. Sadly we are seeing that happen in our generation. We must not sit back and watch, however. It is important as contenders for the faith to know our enemy. There are those who don't have what you have through Christ, and it is incumbent upon all of us who have been blessed with a loving relationship with Jesus Christ to share it with others, and warn them of the deception that will soon be introduced to them in a most subtle and convincing way. Let God use you to share the truth of Christ with those around you. We are all that stands in the way of a lie becoming "truth" to a multitude of lost people.
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It is imperative that “fundamentalist” (evangelical) Christians come out from hiding. We must speak loudly, so these humanists with their global agenda know we’re here. We must use our time wisely, to proudly proclaim the gospel to everyone we can. We are NOT ashamed of the gospel of Christ – it is the power of God unto salvation for everyone who believes! Carry this gospel forward today, and every day, and show the world that we are not ashamed, and we will NOT meekly retreat from the Great Commission our Savior has given us

Fill up your cup

2005-08-01T19:37:00.000-07:00

The way MegaBucks see it #23

Chances are you are scared of fictions.
Chances are you are only fleetinly happy.
Chances are you know much less than you think you do.
Chances are you feel a little guilty.
Chances are you want people to lie to you.
Perhaps the answer lies on the side of a coffe cup.
You are lost.

Foolishness

2005-07-28T21:50:00.000-07:00

For the message of the cross is foolishness to those who are perishing, but to us who are being saved it is the power of God.
For it is written: "I will destroy the wisdom of the wise; the intelligence of the intelligent I will frustrate."

Where is the wise man?
Where is the scholar?
Where is the philosopher of this age?
Has not God made foolish the wisdom of the world?
For since in the wisdom of God the world through its wisdom did not know him, God was pleased through the foolishness of what was preached to save those who believe.

science and logic

2005-07-27T01:09:00.000-07:00

"The further the spiritual evolution of mankind advances, the more certain it seems to me that the path to genuine religiosity does not lie through the fear of life, and the fear of death, and blind faith, but through striving after rational knowledge.” (Albert Einstein).

It is difficult to deny the complexity of the universe in which we live. Trying to understand everything from strings and atoms to stars and galaxies is almost incomprehensible to the human mind. Scientific explanations to explain why the universe exists in its present form, and explored the results of the big bang, as well as the statistical probability that such a design would be able to support life. This evidence will be used to reason if the universe had a creator, namely God.

Our Universe has a cause any first year university philosophy student (or Jerk ;) ) realizes that two true premises result in a true conclusion, as long as the conclusion is a result of the premises. This basic philosophical approach is used to reason that the universe has a cause. (Logic 101) Cause for the Universe Whatever begins to exist must have a cause. The Universe began to exist. Conclusion: Therefore the Universe has a cause. Is it more logical to believe that the universe simply came into existence out of nothing, or that it was created? Since the universe is finite and there was nothing before the beginning of the universe, something must have created it. Furthermore, that something must be outside of time, space, and matter to accomplish this task. Therefore, it logically follows that the universe had a cause. That cause was the creator, God, who created the universe.

Our Universe has Constants For the universe to exist in its present form, there are almost an infinite number of cosmological constants needed to keep the universe stable. These constants control everything from the spin radius of an electron around the nucleus of an atom, to the speed of light. If there were no constants in this universe, it would cease to exist as we know it. Scientists have formed a group of 75 cosmological constants that are absolutely essential to the formation of life. These constants are giving the statistical probability for the formation of our universe to sustain life.

If we look at just two of the constants, like the strong nuclear forces and the expansion rate of the universe. If strong nuclear forces are just two percent less, nuclei are destroyed. If strong nuclear forces are two percent more, matter is prevented from forming. The same results are true when looking at the expansion rate of the universe. When the expansion rate is less by one part in 1012, the universe would collapse very early in its formation. If the expansion rate is greater by one part in 106, stars would never even get a chance to form. The probability that the universe formed to support life is 10-99. This is analogous to the probability of a tornado touching down in a junkyard, rearranging all of the parts, and leaving a fully operational Boeing 747 in its wake. This incomprehensible event wouldn’t happen only once, it would happen a million times! Such an event is nearly impossible, and so is the creation of our universe without God.

"I am the truth"

2005-07-26T16:46:00.000-07:00

For the Christian, the ultimate expression of truth is found in the Bible, in Jesus who said, "I am the way, the truth, and the life..." (John 14:6). Of course, most philosophers and skeptics will dismiss His claim, but for the Christian, He is the mainstay of hope, security, and guidance. Jesus, who walked on water, claimed to be divine, and rose from the dead, said that He was the truth and the originator of truth. If Jesus is wrong, then we should ignore Him. But, if He is right, then it is true that we should listen to Him. The eyewitnesses wrote what they saw. They were with Him. They watched Him perform many miracles, heal the sick, calm a storm with a command, and even rise from the dead. Either you believe or dismiss these claims. If you dismiss them, that is your prerogative. But, if you accept them, then you are faced with decisions to make about Jesus. What will you believe about Him? What will you decide about Him? Is He true? Is what He said true? Truth conforms to reality. Jesus performed many miracles and rose from the dead.

Is Atheism viable?

2005-07-23T00:28:00.000-07:00

Atheism is, essentially, a negative position. It is not believing in a god, or actively believing there is no God, or choosing to not exercise any belief or non-belief concerning God, etc. Which ever flavor is given to atheism, it is a negative position. In discussions with atheists, I don't hear any evidence for the validity of atheism. There are no "proofs" that God does not exist in atheist circles; at least, none that I have heard -- especially since you can't prove a negative regarding God's existence. Of course, that isn’t to say that atheists haven’t attempted to offer some proofs that God does not exist. But their attempted proofs are invariably insufficient. After all, how do you prove there is no God in the universe? How do you prove that in all places and all times, there is no God? You can't. Besides, if there were a proof of God’s non-existence, then atheists would be continually using it. But we don’t hear of any such commonly held proof supporting atheism or denying God’s existence. The atheist position is very difficult, if not impossible, to prove since it is an attempt to prove a negative. Therefore, since there are no proofs for atheism’s truth and there are no proofs that there is no God, the atheist must hold his position by faith. Faith, however, is not something atheists like to claim as the basis of adhering to atheism. Therefore, atheists must go on the attack and negate any evidences presented for God’s existence in order to give intellectual credence to their position. If they can create an evidential vacuum in which no theistic argument can survive, their position can be seen as more intellectually viable. It is in the negation of theistic proofs and evidences that atheism brings its self-justification to self-proclaimed life. There is, however, only one way that atheism is intellectually defensible and that is in the abstract realm of simple possibility. In other words, it may be possible that there is no God. But, stating that something is possible doesn't mean that it is a reality or that it is wise to adopt the position. If I said it is possible that there is an ice cream factory on Jupiter, does that make it intellectually defensible or a position worth adopting merely because it is merely a possibility? Not at all. So, simply claiming a possibility based on nothing more than it being a possible option, no matter how remote, is not sufficient grounds for atheists to claim viability in their atheism. They must come up with more than "It is possible," or "There is no evidence for God," otherwise, there really must be an ice cream factory on Jupiter and the atheist should step up on the band wagon and start defending the position that Jupiterian ice cream exists. At least we Christians have evidences for God's existence such as fulfilled biblical prophecy, Jesus' resurrection, the Transcendental Argument, the entropy problem, etc. But there is another problem for atheists. Refuting evidences for God’s existence does not prove atheism true anymore than refuting an eyewitness testimony of a marriage denies the reality of the marriage. Since atheism cannot be proven and since disproving evidences for God does not prove there is no God, atheists have a position that is intellectually indefensible. At best, atheists can only say that there are no convincing evidences for God so far presented. They cannot say there are no evidences for God because the atheist cannot know all evidences that possibly exist in the world. At best, the atheist can only say that the evidence so far presented has been insufficient. This logically means that there could be evidences presented in the future that will suffice. The atheist must acknowledge that there may indeed be a proof that has so far been undiscovered and that the existence of God is possible. This would make the atheist more of an agnostic since at best the atheist can only be skeptical of God’s existence. This is why atheists need to attack Christianity. It is because Christianity makes very high claims concerning God’s existence which challenges their atheism and pokes holes in their vacuum. They like the vacuum. They like having the universe with only one god in it: themselves.

good company

2005-07-17T23:58:00.000-07:00

I'm going to go sit out with the goats, for a really long time. I know that they love me and enjoy my company.

Hard week

2005-07-14T23:03:00.000-07:00

It has been a long hard week. I thought I would try to tell one person about God this week, someone that I didn't know. I started with a prayer. After a long time he started to talk to me, but he was so imbittered with the idea of God, that he called me stupid over and over. WHY, why ...why? I took my time and prayed before answering. I did my best to not let all the insults hurt me. Then out of the wood work came more people to attack me...MEANwhile at home, I continued to paint the house in 100 degree weather, and without hearing enough "honey you are doing a great job." It was like being jumped into a gang, that I didn't want to be apart of. At home I held my tougue when my husband almost gave away my painting job to a drunk. On the blog I returned their hatred with compassion. It finally just got to the point of throwing pearls to swine. They were going to cut me to ribbons.

One thing that was really nice, was that I was never blocked.... well I guess it was like four (not so hungary) cats, playing with a mouse until they injured it than let it go, in hopes that they might be entertained by her again someday.

BUT, on the bright side. I wanted to plant just one seed for the Lord, and instead I planted four!

If you read this blog, please take a moment a pray that just the right kind of rain will come to make God's words grow in the hearts of those that have never thought to believe.

The Way I See It # 1

2005-07-14T11:09:00.000-07:00

StarBucks has finally become so big that they can afford being rude to their customers.

I went into the Albertson's StarBucks to feed my addiction, I was pleased to find that I was only the second person in line. The woman ahead of me was an Albertson's Manager or something and was having a happy little talk with the only StarBucks coffee maker, her name is Linda. I was fine with waiting, I wasn't in a hurry. Finally after a while the manager figured out that I was behind her. She didn't miss a beat in her conversation and stepped aside and made hand jesters to get me to move up to the counter. As I stepped up to the counter, I realized that Linda was not even going to look at me until the manager was done.

So there I was standing between the two of them and I am being completely ignored.....I'm thinking how long should I stand here feeling more and more uncomfortible when there is a new MegaBucks on the other side of the street!

fallen sparrows

2005-07-08T22:10:00.000-07:00

It's pretty cool how God works... For me He uses animals. Birds alot.

I have been trying to be the salt and the light.
I know it is a waste of time
but I'm ok with that, because God's ok with the way I use it.

So I had this Bible verse pop into my head

Are not two sparrows sold for a penny? Yet not one of them will fall to the ground apart from the will of your Father. And even the very hairs of your head are all numbered. So don't be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows

Then the neighbor boys and their Grandma came over to show me some thing. The boys are about 4 and 6 years old. Whenever I am taking care of a fallen baby bird, I will bring it over to show them. This time they rescued a baby bird from their dog. The little guy died in their hands, but they didn't want to believe it was dead. So the grandma said "Let's take it to Judy, she will know if it is dead or not." They handed me the baby bird all wraped in a hand towel, with only his little head sticking out. It was indeed dead, the little spark we call life was not there. I didn't say anything, but carefully unwrapped the towel. I broke the sad news to them, and than I saw the childern had put a colorful kids band-aid on the bird's chest.

God does see the fallen sparrows, and He does care for and love them.....how much more he cares for us.

desert message

2005-07-05T22:55:00.000-07:00

I went to live in a desert
called Redwood Valley

From this spot
I want to send a message
through out the world

at one time
there it was not a desert
but only Redwoods and ferns

(my grandmother's name is Fern)

John replied in the words of Isaiah the prophet, "I am the voice of one calling in the desert, 'Make straight the way for the Lord.' "
John 1:23

There is always some one that can say it better than I can.
This is a great (not to long) read for any Christian that is feeling a little Crazy in a sin-sick world.
http://www.watchword.org/
smithers/new_pioneers_of_revival_encourag.htm
Thank you for sharing Kamy

a.d.d.

2005-07-03T23:33:00.000-07:00

I am a little bit a.d.d. but thats ok it's the way God made me I have to deal with it it is one of my many cross' i bear. I had a creepy dream about a week ago and it still makes me to uneazy to talk about it. It is going to take me forever to paint this house. I cant make up my mind about the trim color, like it even matters, I feel guilty , I should help out a Vacation Bible School but I dont want to right now must finish what i started , Its only 88 degress today really it was more like 92 but at least its not a 102. Tom Cruise is taking over the world, I need to clean the mice cage. what will I wear, I cant find my good shoes whatever, I cant wash this Kilz primer off my hands , this stuff is good. Pastor Kevin was good again, warning don't mix and match other religions into Christainity. any thing you add to the Bible will only water down Jesus. I might get a BIG ceramic mural JOB, where is a safe place to put this butterfly, he almost drown in the pool, but he will be ok, tomorrow is the 4th of July going to see my husband tomorrow at the Fair. He will be nice to me, I don't want to drive so much tomorrow. 3:00pm "Pack Goats" I really want to see that. I need to go to sleep. If i can get up in the morning and put in at least two hours of painting that would be good. I am going to need to stop at Bucks House..I can't shake this Frappocino monkey off my back.

Blog's I read

2005-07-02T22:55:00.000-07:00

I have always hated the feeling that I am not being listened to..... well, I better get over it.

Even though I'm not that interesting to other people, I do my best to listen most of the time....at least I nod my head and pretend to understand. Really now it is aways been so much easier to care for animals that people. With animals there is no comversation to get in the way. Lately God has put into my heart to care about people that I don't even know. Reading people's Blogs can give you a look in to their hearts that you may never see if you met them on the street. I my self have not opened up like that, does anyone really care about my thoughts? I don't want to be hurt, and I don't want to hurt anyone either. Is very frighten to me.

I'm going to step out of my comfort zone and write personally, about myself and some of the Blogs I have been reading.

Michael, the man with a Mission, you are truly gifted. You touch lives, you touched my life. I don't know if you know this but I believe that MigetLover has turned to Christ because of your converations with him. But the true praise go to the grace and glory of God. Thank you for caring and being who you are.

MigetLover you are a honest person, and it brings me great joy and hope to hear that you are a Christian now.

Christian-Boy, you surprise me with what you write. You are so young, yet you have a beautiful wisdom about your writing that I see God working through you.

alison, I haven't commented much on your blog, but some how I think that even thought you are only 16 and I'm old enough to be your mother, if we met in person we would have a lot to talk about. You come off as a person that is very easy to get along with.

kamy, I think about you, and pray for you often. It is so easy for me to put myself in your shoes with your situation with Ms. Betty. I wish I could rescue you from her. Sometimes the only thing we can do is put it in Gods hands. I am proud of the way you handle yourself with her.

The Faith Gamber, I know you will never read my blog..... I am just a ugly star fish to you, easier to silents me by stepping on me that to throw me back into sea. I really like your blog, because you aways got a good discussion going. BUT if you block people it's not much of discussion anymore but one-sided ego stoking. Oh well, I pray that God sends people to comment you into the right direction..... and God has, and they did it a whole lot better than I could have. I'm sorry that I made you feel like you needed to block me, you hit a nerve with me, and I must have hit one back (I'm sure that wasn't to Christian of me) If you really want to become a Buddhist I think that you have to give up hunting....it's not even cool to kill a spider. The Buddhist are going to hate me because I had to kill about a dozen Black Widows and a huge Wolf spider this week. I truly wish the best for you Reid, you scare me with how you mix and match things with Jesus. And change the meaning, just like the meaning of the starfish story. One bye one, so you don't get overwhelmed is very different then, .... It made a difference to that one! Bla bla bla bla bla......oh your'e not listen, Ok I will shut up now.

Last but not least JerkStore, as far as I know we don't have much in common, but God put it in my heart to pray for you, and in doing so I feel myself caring for you as the person you are. I hope we find a common ground. If anyone reads this, please take a second and pray for JerkStore. Pray that his eyes will be opened that there is a God, that loves him so much that he sent his only Son, just because JerkStore's life is that important.

random thoughts

2005-07-02T13:12:00.000-07:00

Why do I read the rambling, random thoughts on other people's blogs?
Like, I don't have plenty of my own random thoughts going on inside of my own head.

Well I have plenty thought bouncing around in my head. Most of the time I just keep them to myself. And I always have God to talk to. I know I shouldn't complain about being lonely, if I have God to talk to, but even God gave Eve to Adam for company.

My husband always acts like he is mad a me, it really makes it hard to enjoy his company.

Well, I am painting the rental house. It going to be alot of work, I have been working on it for 3 days so far..... all he would have to say is "hey, it's looking good." and a smile would be nice too. I get no respect.

I guess I'm feeling a bit lonely.......and it going to be a long hot summer.

Question?

2005-06-09T22:23:00.000-07:00

If everyone in the world loved Jesus, do you think he world come back right now?

My daughter asked that question not to long ago, she's 9 years old.
It is a beautiful thing to think about.

I can only imagine....

My answer was..."Yes, I think he would."

growling car

2005-06-08T17:37:00.000-07:00

growling car
Originally uploaded by geerjudy.

That's NOT me...?

2005-06-04T08:47:00.000-07:00

You know the kind of person that drives around with road rage...Giving the finger.
That's not me...
I'm the one driving real slow in the 1962 Ford Comet. I don't give the finger because I'm too buzy keeping them crossed, Just hoping and praying that I make it home without a brake down.
I know what it feels like to recieve the Finger.... driving home from the vets, knowing my 17year old cat will only be with me just a few more days. My eyes filled with tears, I just want to make her last days comfortable...The light turns green and I move slowly, trying to make a smooth ride for my little fragile friend. ....The guy behind me speeds around me with a long honk and the Finger.
That's not me.... I would never do something like that!!...?
I do my best not to say things that I will wish I hadn't said.....I might have trouble with knowing my right hand from my left, and East from West,.....But I know that you can't un-ring the bell.

There is a feeling of freedom when you sit behind the steering wheel of a powerful machine. It can take you places that you couldn't go before, but it can do some damage if you don't use it carefully.....
Is a blog any differant than a car?
Because just one person cares about me, (MF). I have had my boat rocked and looked in the mirror.....That's not ME!!!! I'm not alone..... someone reads my thoughts.

I want to be true, I don't want my blog to add to the confusion of the world, its not a place for me to just vent my frustrations.

When we put bits into the mouths of horses to make them obey us, we can turn the whole animal. Or take ships as an example. Although they are so large and are driven by strong winds, they are steered by a very small rudder wherever the pilot wants to go. Likewise the tongue is a small part of the body, but it makes great boasts. Consider what a great forest is set on fire by a small spark. The tongue also is a fire

I know it will not un-ring the bell but maybe if I throw a few deletes around like buckets of water, I can at least do some damage control.

Let's Dance

2005-06-01T13:06:00.000-07:00

This is so funny....it will get you DANCING!!!!

http://www.funpic.hu/swf/numanuma.html

systems check

2005-05-29T22:57:00.000-07:00

Replace Love with your name

Love is patient,
love is kind.
It does not envy,
it does not boast,
it is not proud.
It is not rude,
it is not self-seeking,
it is not easily angered,
it keeps no record of wrongs.
Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.
It always protects,
always trusts,
always hopes,
always perseveres.
Love never fails.

What do I work on fixing first?......me

Graduation!!!!!!!!!!!

2005-05-28T23:21:00.000-07:00

Ok.....I'm trying to figure out why, My Dad's 3rd Wife's 17 year old son......why he did not wear ANYTHING under his Graduation gown!!!

Is this just another sign of END TIMES

Trying to not bum out........

Thank You God, that it was only a little windy at the Graduation today.

Thank God for the Birds

2005-05-27T22:19:00.000-07:00

I have got to be more thankful. When I'm not thankful it starts to bumb me out. Thank you God for hearing me.

Oh my Goodness!!

God make my words
sound as sweet as a birds song of grace
God make my words
not sharp as a knife
God make my words
your words
God put your bit in my mouth
and guide me
God please give ears to hear
God thank you

It's heart braking

2005-05-25T15:37:00.000-07:00

Oh it is so heart braking to hear a 4 year old little girl, useing Jesus' name in vain when her puppy bumps into her. With a quick smile she explains that "I say that some times" Her parents didn't hear her.

I am stunned into silents, and the monent is gone.

2005-05-18T15:57:00.000-07:00

This is my friend "Miracle" she is the one doing all my typing

Hello is any body out there?

2005-05-11T11:34:00.000-07:00

It's really my birthday today. I'm 42. I'm going to treat myself to a Mega-Buck's Moca-Frappochano. Bloging is like talking to the wall.
Talk to you later.