May 13, 2007

  • A MOTHER'S LOVE

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    A Mother's Love

    A Mother's love is something
    that no one can explain,
    It is made of deep devotion
    and of sacrifice and pain,
    It is endless and unselfish
    and enduring come what may
    For nothing can destroy it
    or take that love away . . .
    It is patient and forgiving
    when all others are forsaking,
    And it never fails or falters
    even though the heart is breaking . . .
    It believes beyond believing
    when the world around condemns,
    And it glows with all the beauty
    of the rarest, brightest gems . . .
    It is far beyond defining,
    it defies all explanation,
    And it still remains a secret
    like the mysteries of creation . . .
    A many splendoured miracle
    man cannot understand
    And another wondrous evidence
    of God's tender guiding hand.
                       By Helen Steiner Rice

     

    WISHING YOU A BLESSED MOTHER'S DAY




May 12, 2007

  • TODAY

    I guess an update is well overdue. 

    Altough today was an ordinary day, it was enjoyable.  We started out by going to a neighbors yard sale.  You have to that you know in order to be neighborly.

    I spent $2.00. Just to be neighborly you know, and Pop spent $3.00.  That was kinda fun, therefore we went to another yard sale.  At the next yard sale, Pop found an oak medicine cabinet for $20.00 and I found a pretty vase for 10 cents after that we went on and on till the day was well spent.  (you notice who spends the money)

    We took our loot home and then we were hungry.  We have it kinda handy for eating.  Although I love Chinese Food, the resturant we have here is too greasy for me. but Pop just loves it.  The eating places are so close together that just across the parking lot from the Chinese place there is a Taco Time.  Well Pop don't like south of the border food so it works just great. Pop parks in the middle and he goes to the Chinese place and I go to Taco Time.  Today as we parked, he looked at me and says in all seriousness, "I guess this is where you and I part ways"  I laughed, but I had to think of couples that say those words and really do part ways, breaking hearts, while we are so secure in our love that we can joke about it .

    The main differance is Christ and commitment.  I'm so glad there are three people involved in our marriage. Christ, Pop and I.

    For tired Moms with  babies........ I read today that if you spell "diaper" backwords, you get "repaid."  

    Sunday we are invited to my son's for Mothers Day.  I haven't decided yet what Pop's going to get me. I want some flowers and a tree.  I think that would make a nice gift, don't you.

    I thank God for these beautiful spring days we are having.  I almost forgot how it feels to feel good. The sun is like medicine. 

May 8, 2007

  • IF A BIRD CAN CLING

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    If a bird can cling
            To a spray aswing
                In a mad May wind,
                And sing  and sing
    As if he'd burst for joy;
     
    Why cannot I,
                Contented lie
                In His strong arms
                Beneath His sky
    Unmoved by earth's annoy?
     

May 5, 2007

  • KITE REQUESTS

    Its seems I can't think of anything to write about since returning from Colorado. But, I ran across this writing today that remined me that God cares about everything whether great or small.  Often times He has helped me find a scissors, a lost photo, or God answered my prayer when we moved.....I posted it before but in case you have forgotten.  The place we had before this one had a large red rock by the side of the driveway. For some reason one day it came to me, I wanted that rock.  I was having a hard time adjusting to our move, I did not want to be here, and although I knew better, I wondered where God was in all that was happening. With all this, I prayed that I would somehow get the rock.  Through a course of events, and with the help of my son-in-law THE ROCK, that nearly weighted 5 ton ended up in my lawn. God Cares about unimportant things as well as the most important.

    The following story is true. Although it happened several years ago.  It is written like it happened last week, and it probaly had, when my granddaughter wrote it, about my second son Ted.

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    My brother and I are not alike.  I can't force my expectations beyond reason and Ted is always taking the impossoble for granted.  And getting it.

    An example of that just happened again last week.  I am still shaking my head in amazement, but Ted has probably nearly forgotten it.

    We were together when it happened. We had taken our families to the Pacific Coast,  just an hour or so away from us, for the day.  When we got to the ocean, the air was full of kites.  The wind and weather fitted their temperamental moods exactly, and scores of kite-fliers held tugging color on strings.

    I'm not sure why folks can't all fly kites that are decent, like butterflies and birds.  But there always seems to be one kite that should not be in the air.  We saw that one almost immediately, as was the intention of the kite-flier.  It tugged defiantly above the crowd, drawing attention and not fit to look upon.

    I turned away and began making prepararions to leave that section of beach.

    Not Ted,  He put his head down and before I knew it, he was praying.  Praying, of all things, that that one kite would drop from the sky.

    I looked at the kite again.  It was dropping. The tug had left its string and it sank slowly.   My glance took in the kite-flier.  He struggeled to keep the kite aloft, but vainly.  And while the other kites sailed high and free, his kite dropped lower and lower.

    Ted kept praying.

    When the  kite was ten feet or so from the sands, it plunged suddenly and landed in a pile of sharp rocks.  I watched the kite-flier run to his downed kite and pick it up, It was torn and could not be flown again

    From some where within me, I felt a queer rush of triumph. God had done it again.  What ever we ask of Him in faith, He sends.

    The difference between Ted and me is that while I am eking out tiny lengths of very possible request of God, Ted cuts his kite string and boldly asks for the impossible.  And gets it.

May 1, 2007

  • IN THE ARMS OF JESUS

     Saturday we got word that some very close friends of ours had lost their little boy. 

    It seemed that their 2 little boys were playing by an irrigation ditch about 150 feet from the house. the little 3 year old came in and told his mommy that his little brother had fallen in the ditch.  They searched for him about a half an hour and they found him about a mile and a half down stream.

    The little boy just turned 2 years old a couple months ago.  Please pray for the parents: Cliff and Kay Schrock, the grandparents and the rest of the family.

    Jesus said.  For as such is the kindom of heaven and I'm sure He gathers the little ones in His arms.

    Also pray for us as we are leaving early in the morning Tuesday, May 1, 2007 to Colorado, for the funeral.

    Andy Schrock  -  Feb, 2005 - April, 2007

April 30, 2007

  • ONE DAY BLOG SILENCE

    I just now read on a blog from Japan and learned that today April 30, 2007  Is a ONE DAY BLOG SILENCE  for the victims of Virginia Tech.  I onened the .com address and read they are not only honering victims of Virginia tech but all those who have died wrongfully around the world. 

    Although I sympathize with those who lost loved ones at Virginia Tech.  It made me think of all the Christians around the world that have died for their faith.  Their only crime was to believe in our wonderful, loving God.  May we all stand in silence before Him praying for our brothers and sisters who are suffering for His Dear names sake.  

    PRAYING THAT GOD WILL GIVE THEM A SPECIAL BLESSING, STRENGH, AND COMFORT AS THEY STAND FOR THE TRUTH.

April 28, 2007

  • TO PENNSYLVANIA

     

     Since I'm home long enough to see where I live I guess I'll begin my journey  to PA.
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    Thursday March 22, 2007  We left for Oregon to check the cards at Multnomah Falls and other places.
     
    Friday March 23, 2007  We got to visit with a couple of my sons and I got to spend some time with 8 of my grandchildren,  Spent the night and on Saturday we had a late breakfast and a leisure time together. At 4 o'clock in the afternoon we left for a benefit dinner and an auction for a gospel singing group. 
     
    On the way The pickup decided it was time it had some attention.  The oil light came on. Pop stopped.  There was oil all over under the pickup. A quick check showed the oil filter had come loose, therefore losing all the oil. Thanks to the inventions of cell phones we were able to get in contact with the right son at the right time. I got a ride to the dinner with Ben, and Pop called Scott to come take him to Wal Mart so he could get another oil pump. Pop arrived at the dinner by 8PM.  Ate. We started for home at 9PM. driving through the night we arrived home at 5AM
     
    Sunday March 25, 2007 We slept most of the day (I wonder why?)
     
    Monday March 26, 2007 This is the day I was supposed to have to get ready to take off for Pennsylvania. I straightened the house and began to pack.  Towards afternoon Pop got restless and wanted to leave yet that night.
     
    Monday, March 26, 2007 At 8:30 PM we took off for PA.  Around Mountain Home, ID we ran into a tumble weed storm. The wind was blowing at a terrific speed, and the tumble weeds were tumbling down the road. I've never seen anything like it.  I'm not stretching it when I say they would come in bunches.  Sometimes only 2 or 3 but there were times when the wind would blow hard and 100 or more at a time would dance across the road.  Most of them were 1 to 2 feet high but there were some that were 4 or 5 foot high. At the last the wind changed and they came tumbling down the road straight at us.  The tumble weed seems so free to go where the winds will carry it. At last I felt like I was "drifting along with the tumbling tumble weed"
    On through the night we drove, stopping for a couple hours to sleep along the road, then on again, all through the day.  We at last reached Kearney, Nebraska where we spent the night. Ahhh!  sweet rest.
     
    Wednesday' March 28, 2007. Drove all day and that night we reached Morton, Ill.  Watching the news we learned that we were just ahead of  all the tornados.  There were 65 tornadoes that touched down, in a 24 hour period, from Texas up through the Dakotas passing through Kearney NE where we had been the night before.
     
    Thursday, March 29, 2007 At Wheeling, West Va. we go up to Washington PA, then cut down to Morgantown, West Va   Spent the night at Morgantown.
     
    Friday March 30, 2007 We arrive in Maryland.  Since it is close the PA line we visit our Amish cousins in PA  Leave cards in the little Amish store and back to MD again.  We stop at Penn alps. Check the cards and on to Hagerstown,  MD where we get our motor home and back into PA to my daughters place. Arriving there at midnight.  They didn't hear us come in so they didn't know we were there till the next morning.
    If you're bored, think of how I must feel.  But the trip didn't go to bad, I crocheted, and read, and ate, and looked at scenery and did book work.
     
    I'm really pretty pleased with myself. What do you do when you travel? You eat and snack and eat and snack, and the more tired and bored you get the more you snack. Well this time I went to Wal Mart and bought salad things and little cans of chicken and tuna.  I made a big salad before we left and divided it up in little zip lock baggies, put it a cooler. Bought snack crackers, fruit and nuts.  I spent $29.00.  They lasted till we got to Ill. We ran out of ranch dressing so we stopped at a dollar store and bought a bottle of dressing for a dollar.  When it came time to eat we would open a can of meat, add it along with dressing to the salad and eat. 
     
     From the time we left home till we got to my daughters place we spent a total of $1.00 on food.
     
    Since we finally made it to PA, I'll let you rest awhile, but I'll be back.
     
    WE ARE TRUELY THANKFUL TO OUR GOD FOR SAFTY OVER THE MANY MILES WE TRAVEL.  HE IS AN AWESOME GOD AND HIS CREATION IS BEYOND ALL IMAGINATION, AND I NEVER TIRE OF IT.  THE TUMBLE WEEDS, THE WIND,  ROCK FORMATIONS, PRARIES, THE DESERT, THE FOREST,  MOUNTAINS, LAKES, THE HILLS, THE VALLEYS, THE WEATHER.   IT'S ALL CREATED BY MY GOD, AND I LOVE IT AND PRAISE HIM FOR IT.



April 24, 2007

  • GROAN................

    I just posted an explanation of my absence, and it disappeared. so I'll try to give you the short version.

    March 22, 2007 we went to Multnomah Falls, arriving home at 5am Sunday.  Left for PA on Monday March 26, 2007. Arrived in PA Friday, March 30, 2007.

    Arrived back home on Monday April 23, 2007 and we leave again tomorrow, April 25, 2007 for Multrnomah Falls,

    I'm beginning to want to see where I live.

    God has been good to us. All those mile and no car trouble, flat tires, or fender benders. His majesty is seen through out the U.S. by all his creation.  

    Love to all and Bye again for now.

March 22, 2007

  • IT'S TIME AGAIN

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    It's time again to go to Multnomah Falls, so I will be gone for a few days.  I will miss you while I'm gone. Go ahead and comment or ignore or delurk, what ever you desire.  It's always a delightful surprise when someone new finds your blog and leaves a comment. Also, warm circles go around my heart when I see my friends coming back and leaving a comment. 

    BUT SEEK YE FIRST THE KINGDOM OF GOD, AND HIS RIGHTOUSNESS: AND ALL THESE THINGS SHALL BE ADDED UNTO YOU. Matt 6:33   -  AND GOD IS ABLE TO MAKE ALL GRACE ABOUND TOWARD YOU; THAT YE, ALWAYS HAVING ALL SUFFICIENCY IN ALL THINGS, MAY ABOUND TO EVERY GOOD WORK:   IICor 9:8

     

March 18, 2007

  • WELCOME SUNDAY MORNING

    When I was a child, I can well remember about every Sunday morning I could hear my Dad singing................."O, welcome Sunday morning,  The gift from God above.  The day when Jesus rose,  Triumphant o're his foes."

    This feels like such a morning, the sun is out and the world feels great. I welcome the day...

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    Although he can't read, this little guy spend hours with the Bible and pretending to preach.

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    He says, when he grows up, he want to be a "Preacher and a Peace maker"

    He is an adopted grandson, I often ask the question, "Where would this little boy be if my son hadn't of adopted him" I thank God when children are adopted into Christian homes.  I thank God that He has adopted us.

    TO REDEEM THEM UNDER THE LAW, THAT WE MIGHT RECEIVE THE ADOPTION OF SONS.   AND BECAUSE YE ARE SONS, GOD HATH SENT FORTH THE  SPIRIT OF HIS SON INTO YOUR HEARTS, CRYING ABBA FATHER.  WHEREFORE THOU ART NO LONGER A SERVANT, BUT A SON; AND IF A SON THEN AN HEIR OF GOD THRU CHRIST.  Galatians 4:5,6,&7

    That makes me very thankful!