It's Raining - AGAIN! 12/29/10

It's raining here (again).  Don't get me wrong, I like the rain. It's just that this is not the normal weather pattern hereabouts.  So, in honor of the rain, I am going to post some pictures of snow.  It's perfectly logical.

From WunderPhotos

 You know, rain and snow are really very similar.  They are both wet.  They are both made of water.

From WunderPhotos

They both make streams and water the plants.  Snow may cause some delayed gratification since it keeps its water to itself until it melts.

From WunderPhotos

Snow is a bit colder.  But, all in, snow and rain come from the same place and end up in the same place.  My point?  It was raining here today.  That's about it.    Sam

From WunderPhotos

Photo Break 12/29/10

My post today is not about chickens.  It's about how my dear, computer literate husband backupped all my important info and then deleted it from the computer so he could take it in to get fixed or replaced---and then found out the warranty had expired.

He's gone right now.  So when I tried to upload the pictures I wanted for the intended blog post------alas, they are no longer there.  I know they are somewhere safe. They're just not where I can find them at the moment.  Did I mention that my husband is a savvy, computer literate type person?  Did I mention that I am not? 

Well, I hope you enjoy the picture of the chicken. This is one of the few photos that I did find. My chickens were once healthy and beautiful  like this one.  Right now they are molting and pretty scraggly looking.  They are definitely having a bad hair (feather) day.  So am I but I but I think I will refrain from mentioning it.

Hope you're having a good hair day and can find all of your pictures.  Luv, Sam

PS  In case you're wondering, my husband deleting a bunch of stuff helped my computer.  And concerning it's other issues, we decided to live with them until the thing just isn't usable anymore.  Why spend today what I can wait to spend tomorrow?  Right?

Merry Christmas "Hello"

By belletrouvaille from WunderPhotos

Hello and Merry Christmas. 

Our Christmas is a little different this year.  Our house does not look like the one above.  We didn't get any outside decorations up.

"Snow on Holly" by WurzelDave from WunderPhotos

We don't have any holly hung inside or out.  We do have our tree up and our nativity set in place.  What more do you really need?  Next year we might be able to go all out.  You never know.  Life happens.

 

By CameraDiva from WunderPhotos

We will be attending a Christmas candle light service at church.  The real reason for Christmas is still there no matter how many decorations you get up or how many presents there are under the tree.  Actually, less can be best - at least once in awhile.

I love the picture below.  I really can't tell you why but it makes my heart happy and it looks like Christmas.
I hope that whatever your Christmas is like this year, whether good, bad, or just plain simple,  you can find hope in the fact Jesus left His home so He could take us to His.    I can hardly wait.  Sam

"Merry Christmas from Rabbit Hash" by WunderPhotos

Lunar Eclipse 12/20/10

"Pre-eclipse Moon" by RNJoel from WunderPhotos

My Facebook Post:

"The lunar eclipse, beginning at 10:30 and the total eclipse beginning at 11:41, will cause the moon to look ruddy because of the light filtering through the earth's atmosphere. The moon should be in its deepest reddish shadow at 12:17 a.m. My family will be sitting outside in our lawn chairs to watch. (NOT)"

I think the fact that it is pouring rain right now (and has been the last two days and will be the next two days) is a valid reason to miss the eclipse.  Not that we would have gone to much trouble to see it anyway.  I do, however, think that a good eclipse, whether you can see it or not, is worth mentioning.

Let us consider it therefore, hereby mentioned.

"Prelude to Tonight's Eclipse" by Ralfo from WunderPhotos

And that's that.

 Sam

High Tech Christmas Music

Interesting and fun but I really hope that "real" instruments don't become obsolete! Sam

A Social Network Christmas

For my friends who don't have Facebook. This is what's being passed around.




I'm remembering that doing God's will is not easy and not always socially acceptable (like when 23 people delete Joseph as a friend). It's hard to learn that we live for an audience of One. Sam

Good Day, Sad Day

"Peaceful Valley" by JasonMac78 from WunderPhotos

Good: Kind friends who help take care of loose ends so you can attend a funeral.

Bad: Aching  for the loved ones left behind.

Good: Seeing the show of support from family and friends at the service.

Good: Seeing old friends. 

Good: A young man now freed from a debilitating disease.

Bad: Grieving parents who will miss him dearly.

Good: The knowledge of a reunion in heaven.

Bad: Knowing the pain the parents will go through for a time.

Good: Knowing that God and time really do heal the brokenhearted.

In Memory of Sean Lipton

1998 - 2010

This is the Way to Decorate a House!

Many of you have probably seen this before.  It's even good the second time around.

Enjoy!

Children and Challenges

In my last post I told you about the "It's a God Thing" stories I hope to post on some Sundays. (Click here to read the post) This is the very first one.  One of my dearest friends shared a breakthrough she had with her adopted daughter recently.  It's been a rough go but she had a glimpse of hope.  She gave me permission to share the story with you.

At the beginning of the year, I asked the Lord for a year of miracles. I was so discouraged about our adopted daughter. It had been 4+ years for us, and things still weren't going so great. There have been no big, spectacular changes, but little by little there have been little changes--a little softening, a change in attitude, a little more gratitude, little more joy in being part of the family. Just this week my daughter and I were having a conversation about a girl who started going to our church just over a year ago. This year she is in my daughter's classroom at her elementary school. Just a few weeks ago, the little girl's parents joined our church and we heard her parents' salvation story. The dad came from a Christian home, but he was not saved. His parents started coming to our church and bringing his 2 little girls with them. The girls' grandmother got cancer and died. His wife, mother of little girls, and he were arguing one day after that about how to get to Heaven. Even though he wasn't saved, he had heard the truth and to "prove his point," he quoted to her the Bible verses that lead to salvation.--The mom got saved right then! The dad still wasn't saved and didn't come to church for a while, but he did get saved and now comes to church, too. Anyway, our daughter tries to be the little girl's friend, and I think they are friends most of the time, but our daughter tells me a little bit about the other girl's behavior. I encourage her to be kind and understanding. I told her yesterday, "You know, her parents haven't been saved very long. She may have had a very rough life before her parents were saved.--You understand that, right? You had a couple of very rough years the first of your life. You came to us when you were 3. She's had to deal with it for probably about 7 years." Cassie thought and said, "Yea, I think I'm pretty lucky."--Okay, I think "blessed" would be a better word, but I'll take it!

Wow! Thank you, Lord. It is truly the year of miracles. I'm sorry I doubted. I know there are challenges ahead, but thank you for the encouragement.

No More Miracles

I was reading a Bible story to my children several years ago.  The story included one of Christ's miracles.  One of my children asked, "How come God doesn't do miracles today?  I wish He did miracles today."  I started to explain that God does miracles when His word is first introduced so that people will know it's true.  God doesn't need to do that in America."  And then the truth hit me like a ton of bricks.  Where in the world did that thought come from?

How quick we are to forget.  How quickly does our thankfulness fade into doubt. Sitting beside me on the couch was a living miracle.  Many things in my past I can only attribute to God personally choosing to intervene in my life.

I told my children, "Sister is a miracle," and reminded them of her story.  "Your cousin was born dead.  He is fine now,"  I recounted that story. "It's not that miracles don't happen.  Miracles happen every day.  The problem is that we don't see them or acknowledge them for what they are.  And when we do see them, we don't  remember them."

Our faith and the faith of our children depend, in part, on remembering what God has done for us. Remembering what He HAS done already gives us faith for the next trial. But oh how quickly we FORGET.  It makes me sad.  God is so good and we are so.....what do I say?  forgetful?  ungrateful?  childlike?  foolish?  preoccupied?

God knows our nature and our frailties. That's why in the Old Testament He constantly said, "and teach these to your children".  He set up holy days where certain stories (miracles) were to be told, he had them set up pillars of stone near places where miracles happened and told them that when they passed those pillars in the future and their children asked, "Why is that pillar there?" tell them....  He knew we need to be reminded.

He told us in the New Testament several times to encourage one another.  What better way to encourage than to share God's faithfulness to us.  Life is HARD.  We need all the encouragement we can get.  Jesus warned us, "In this world you WILL have trouble.." We need to encourage one another because bad things are going to happen.  We live in a sinful world.  God is not a magic genie to answer our every whim.  He decides when the miracles happen, not us. But He is with us ALL the time.

I want to remember God's faithfulness to me.  I want to share my miracles with my children.  I want to share them with you.  I would love for you to share your stories with me.  As often as I can, on Sundays, I would like to share a miracle story from my life or someone else's.  I want to help us remember. We can share big miracles or little encouragements.  It doesn't matter.  The fact that God cares about the smallest details of our lives is a miracle to me.  These posts will be archived under "It's a God Thing." Okay, so the title is a little goofy but at least it's accurate.

Open your eyes and see the miracles all around you, Sam

A BIG Basketball Party

I started typing this post and discovered that my L and M keys are missing.  The little black tabs are gone but you can push the silver things underneath to type your letter.  Where in the world did they go?

Wait, here's my L key sitting on the shift button. llllll It's in place now.

mmmM  key was on the floor.  I think they got knocked off when the dog ju   (M key is refusing to stay in place.)  Anyway, the dog jumped on my keyboard.  My husband is not going to be happy about this.  I think I'll tell you about the big party later.  I've got to go put the little black M key cover somewhere where it won't get lost.

 If you don't here from me for awhile - my laptop is in the shop.  Which would be good since my monitor is going out and my F key sticks. 

We're falling apart at the seams over here, Sam

Well, I'm not falling apart but my computer is (if you don't count the wrinkles and gray hair and other stuff I don't care to mention in public).

Photo Break- 12/10/10

"Christmas Colors" (NC) by : Bogon from WonderPhotos

I have a couple of posts in the works but busy days make for tired nights.  So we will look at this beautiful picture instead.  

Quick Thoughts:

The boy kept me running yesterday.  Does running a boy from here to there for a grand total of 2 hrs plus in one day earn me the tile of "Taxi Cab Driver"?  I would like something out of it.  I guess he's worth it.

We had workers at our house all day doing minor repairs on this, that, and the other thing.  But I'll tell ya, it sure is nice to have this, that, and the other thing working properly.

I'm not ready for Christmas, are you? Well, I did get my spice rack reorganized today so  I'm ready to start some holiday baking. I guess that's better than nothing. I found the BEST pumpkin pie recipe yesterday.  I'm looking forward to trying it.

I'm going to go chill and watch a show with my hubs.  Lookin' forward to a little chillaxin'.

Hope your Friday was not stressful and maybe even a little fun, Sam

A Very BLACK Friday

Our Black Friday began the night before, driving home in the BLACK of night after celebrating Thanksgiving out of town.  We were beat.  We had to get up early the next morning to take my boy to big fancy mall to perform with his band for three hours. Those BLACK Friday Christmas shoppers needed entertained.  I lay in bed that BLACK night going over in my mind all the boy would need for tomorrow's performance, (His first performance with the advanced band in formal attire): white dress shirt, BLACK pants, zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

The next morning came pretty early.  We were actually on schedule to leave on time (a rarity for us) when my big strapping boy comes in the kitchen, 10 minutes before it's time to leave, and queried, "Doesn't the advanced band wear a BLACK dress shirt instead of a white one?" Panic strikes! I rush to pull up the e-mail that has the instructions for that day's performance.  He's right.  There are seven minutes left before we have to leave. Okay, options, what are our options?  Does he have a BLACK shirt he can use?  NO.  Does his dad have a BLACK shirt he can use?  NO. Do I?  Doesn't matter, he wouldn't wear it anyway.  "Mom, I don't have BLACK shoes anymore either." He comes out of his room wearing his BLACK pants. "Mom, these pants are too tight." I look.  Not only are they tight, they are too short.  When is this kid going to stop growing?

Well, at this point our two options are obvious.  1. Call the band director and tell him we can't make it.  2. Since the performance is a long one, buck up, call the band director, tell him our dilemma, rush to the store, and arrive as soon as we can.  We choose option two.  The band director is so great.  He laughs and tells us to get there when we can.  So off we go.

Go? Go where?  That's when it hit me.  We were about to go shopping for shoes and clothes, in a mad rush, on BLACK Friday!  I avoid the stores like the plague on that particular day of the year.  I hate crowds. Well, as ridiculous as it may sound, with visions of turmoil, and long lines, we (my husband, my son, and myself) dash off to the store.

First stop - Target. Miracle of miracles we find a shirt right off the bat.  Then I start looking for pants. I think I'm looking for a 36 " X 36". The store doesn't have them that long.  What?  Do I have to start shopping at a big and tall shop for this boy?  My pocketbook is starting to feel pained at the thought. We find a 36" X 34".  "Try these.  They'll have to do."  While I wait for the boy to change, my hubs goes off in search of shoes.  I begin to look around.  Hmm, there are definitely more people than there would usually be, but all in all, it wasn't too bad. I started to relax a little.  Hubs returns and says there are shoes in the shoe department he thinks will work.  The boy comes out. The waist is too big and they are definitely long enough. How can these be long enough and the ones at home be too short?  The boy says they will do.  Off we go tho the shoe department.  While the boy tries on the BLACK shoes, I try to solve the mystery of the pant lengths. (Envision light bulb turning on here.) "Boy (I really called him by his name), did you try on the pants I put in the dryer to wrinkle release or the pants that were in your room?" He answered. I said, "Those were the wrong pants!  I think the ones in the dryer still fit.  Do we buy these just in case or risk it?"  The shoes fit and we carry on the discussion as we make our way to the register. We buy one BLACK dress shirt and one pair of BLACK shoes and that's all. Guess what?  No waiting in line.  Not at all. I think Someone was watching out for us.

As we drive home my son says, "This day is an epic fail".  If I had a nickle for every time my boy said "epic", I would be a rich woman.  "Are you kidding me," I replied.  "This day is an epic save.  Do you realize we just found everything in one store when it could have easily taken three.  And do you realize we were in and out of that store in no time flat on BLACK Friday? It was more like an epic miracle."  Sometimes teenagers with little life experience and too many hormones just need help getting the right perspective.  And you KNOW what his response was, "Whatever."

We go home so the boy can change and get the pants that we really, really hope fit him.  Dad rushes off to the nearby music store to get the boy a new, badly needed, BLACK music stand. My boy finished changing.  You should have seen him. ( Wait, you will in the pictures at the end.)  He was so tall and handsome.  And everything fit fine.  No luck with the music stand.  He's been using an old, decrepit, silver stand for three years.  One more performance won't hurt.

Hubs drops us off at the mall and goes to park the car while the boy and I try to figure out where the band is playing. It's then we discover we are at the wrong mall and we should be at the larger mall across the street. My boy says again, "I can't believe what an epic fail this day is."  We needed another perspective check, "The only way this day would be a "fail" is if we gave up.  Mr. Hallman knows we're going to be late.  You're still going to have a good bit of time to play with your band.  As long as we don't give up, we haven't failed." "Mom, you're just too optimistic and unrealistic."  I think in my head, "Whatever."

My boy and I had quite a bit of a walk. We had to cross the street, go in the mall, ask four people for directions, go up two flights, and cross a bridge to get to the other section of the mall to FINALLY get to his band.  Now is the time I should let you know that my boy was still recuperating from a badly sprained ankle.  This was the first major walk he had since getting off of crutches. 

 

 The boy still has two hours he can play with the band. He (the tall guy on the left) prepares to join in.  Most of the band gets to sit but the trumpets stand. I was a little concerned about my son's ankle but a boy's gotta do what a boy's gotta do.

He made it and he is playing.  I'm so proud.  He and his friends were glad to see each other. Can you hear the Christmas music?

 

Here's the band in their BLACK attire.

Here's the band director with the great attitude doing his thing.  And who's that guy on the bench in the background?  I think I know him.  He looks like someone I married once. He bears an uncanny resemblance to my son.

This is my good friend, Lorrie, and a fellow band mom.  Our boys have known each other since they were babes.  And look, she's dressed all in BLACK from head to toe.

Another friend and band mom.  She is smiling because when she arrived earlier that morning it was freezing and her boy forgot his jacket.  But that's not why she's smiling.  She's smiling because when she went into the nearest big name department store to buy a jacket, she got a super BLACK Friday deal and paid $14 for a $70 jacket.

This is her boy's foot. He's a drummer. I took a picture of this because she pointed out that there was usually a drum in front of that peddle.  And even though there was not one now, her boy was pushing on the peddle out of habit. Kinda funny. I love this family.

During the two hour wait, my husband and I got to go to lunch.  It was almost like a date.

My boy and his buds goofing around and posing for the cameras afterward.

Yep, this day was an epic save.

For more information on this home school band, check out the following link:

 http://www.ocm-arts.org/index.html

Photo Break- 12/7/10

"Seasonal Dress" by TPB from Wonderphotos

Can you believe Christmas is so close?  I really should start getting ready for it.  I'll think about that for a couple of weeks.

I've been working on a couple of posts.  I even tried my hand at using some of my own rinky dink photos. I ran into a snag (I have to upload all the photos over again because I goofed - but I'd rather go to bed.) so it'll have to wait until tomorrow.

I had a busy day but a good one.  Hope you did too.

"R to L" from WonderPhotos

I'm going to hop right outta here and hit the hay.  The boy has a band performance bright and early in the morning and this taxi cab drivin' mom needs to be ready to go.

Good Night All, Sam

50 Things About Me Part 2 (Oops, make that 54.)

Well, let's see.  Where did I leave off.  Oh yes, I believe I am on #26.

"Earlier Today" (Camden, NC) by sillygal from WonderPhotos

26. I love the country.

27. But I am doing my best to be content in the city.

28. I think it would be great fun to build a zero energy house.

29. I'm not that crazy about chocolate.

30. I'm not afraid to die.

31. My greatest fear is of..of... PEOPLE!

32. I can be shy in crowds.
33. I like history.

34. I know some truly wonderful people that I am blessed to have as friends.

35. I love my children madly.

36. I collect books.

37. I have many, Many, MANY faults but not on purpose.

38. I am a first born.  So is my husband. 

39. I grew up in a crazy family. Not the good kind of crazy.

40. I want to know 50 things about whoever (whomever?) reads this post. (This conversation is seeming a little one sided.)

Hmmm, what else, what else can I say?

A picture from a road trip.  Note the glare in the windshield. (TN)

 41. My family likes road trips.  We love to go east.

42. I've never been to the Grand Canyon and I live in CA.  That's just ridiculous!

43. My second biggest fear is that some of my dreams for my family won't happen.

44. My husband thinks snakes are cool.  I don't. (But my son has a really cool leopard gecko.)

45. My husband and kids are Trekkies.  Me too - but not quite as much.

My daughter goes gaga over Mr. Spock.

46. I'm very tall. Always have been. So is my husband and son.  How we ended up with a midget daughter, I'll never know.  But we kinda like her anyway. ;)

46.5  I love to laugh and tease and be a little bit silly.

47. I love accents.  Southern, Irish and Aussie are my favorites.

48.I believe the Bible is true.

49. I believe Jesus is who He said He is.

50. I believe that I am saved by grace because, honey, there ain't any other way I'm gonna make it to heaven.

51. I can't wait to get to heaven.  I believe it is more real than this world we live in now.

52. And I believe that God loves us all madly.

53. That love means more to me than anything else in the whole world.

54. I hope whoever (whomever?) is reading this feels especially special and loved right now.

Feel free to leave a few notes about yourself in the comments.

I would love to read them, Sam

50 Things about Me Part 1

I've seen this done on other blogs but sometimes it's 101 Things About Me.  I'm not that exciting so I'll stick with 50 (or maybe less).

Okay, here goes.  50 things you never needed to know about me.

 

1. I have this form of Fiona as my pic on Facebook.

2. I rarely go on Facebook.

3. I'm a neat freak.

4. I have long, red hair.

5. I grew up in Mozambique.

6. I can be mischievous and tell stories.  That is why the first five facts are false.

7. The form of Fiona below is the pic I REALLY have on Facebook.

 

This form of Fiona suits me better.

8. I LOVE Facebook.

9. I'm a messy and ashamed of it.

10. Whatever color my hair once was, it is no longer.

11. I've never been to Mozambique but I know where it is.

12. I was born in Texas and spent some of my childhood there and some in CA.

13. I went to college in SC and CA.

14. I'm a credentialed school teacher.

15. When I was a kid I was chased by a bear- in the wild. (No joke.) And I lived to tell about it.

16. I sat by Steven Curtis Chapman's parents on a plane ride once.  Wonderful people.

17. After our first date, my future husband and I agreed we would never be more than friends.

18. At times during our marriage we both wished we had stayed only friends. (But we don't feel that way now.)

19. We have two dorky kids. (Probably because my husband and I are dorky. It's in the gene pool.)

20. My first born was a preemie.  SCARY!

21. My second born was normal size and came out hungry.

22. I like dogs. I absolutely adore them.  We have three. (Does that count as one fact or three?)

23. I'm not that crazy about cats.  I'm allergic to them. They make my eyes swell. (Was that TMI?)

24. I have backyard chickens.

25. I like to garden but don't actually do it.

I'm tired of doing this right now and maybe I'll finish tomorrow.  

See ya then, Sam

Photo Break 12/4

Final Glow of November (Big Sur, CA) by AprilM from WonderPhotos

 November has recently ended and in the midst of kid's homework, playing taxi cab driver and a few loads of laundry, I have attempted to figure out some more about this blogging thing.  I have learned that it can be quite rewarding to get several posts up in a week.  I have also learned that I do not have the time, energy or brain power to do it as consistently as I would like.  So, with the beginning of December, I have come up with a plan...

December First (Pajaro, CA) by observing from WonderPhotos

  My plan is to put something quick, easy, and beautiful on my blog  that may bring peace your soul or maybe just make you smile.  And since a beautiful photograph can do just that, on those days I just can't get a regular post together, I will be posting a photo that I love and brings peace to my soul and hopefully yours.

Most of these photos will be of nature, especially country shots.  Since I am a country girl living in the city, country shots are a respite from city life.  Shots of the ocean, like today, will be rare.  Even though I live very close to the ocean, it is not what brings peace to this girl's soul.  Here in SoCal you usually have to fight traffic and crowds to get to the beach and--well, those are not my favorite things.

These photos will usually not be my own since I am not a photographer.  I will do my best to make sure that I am not bootlegging someone else's work but only post what is fair and legal.

I will call these quick, easy posts, "Photo Break".  Whether it is a break for me or a break for you from reading my ramblings....I'll let you decide.

The Christmas Care Package Challenge

"Record Snowfall" by Derek1 from WonderPhotos

My sister-in-law LOVES birds. She loves to watch birds outside her window and she especially loves Christmas cardinals.  My SIL is also a pastor's wife and has learned to hate Christmas.  Her husband is the pastor of a small church and a lot of the work falls on my SIL's shoulder.  Christmas is usually SO busy, SO rushed, and SO stressful that she dreads it each year.  I wanted to encourage her so I gave her a Christmas care package.  I won't give you all the details but it had a lot of notes of encouragement and a lot of birds.

I have a very good friend who is going through tough times right now so I am giving her a care package too.  The gift bag is full of little bags with a note and a little gift inside. She is due here any minute and I can hardly wait to watch her open it. Here are a few of the notes I put on the bags:

Tough times don't have to get ya down if you keep a few tricks under your belt:

.1. The most important thing is - Be anxious for NOTHING but cast all of your care on Him because He cares for you.

2. Praise Him.  Look for what He did for you each day.

3. Find pleasure in the small and simple things.

4. Take time to relax and think ONLY pleasant thoughts.

5. Make time to have fun with friends.

6. No matter where you roam (she might have to move), home is where Jesus is taking care of you.

The were a few more notes pertinent to my friend.  I'll leave it to your imagination to figure out what gift I chose to go with each comment. (Hint: They were small, cute, and inexpensive.)

Do you know someone who is having a hard time this Christmas season?  Why not go shopping at thrift stores, dollar stores, sale racks and collect a few gifts that would mean something to that person, pack  'em up in a gift bag, add a few encouraging notes and make 'em smile.  It is SO much fun!

Encourage one another and happy shopping, Sam

Top o' the Mornin' to Ya

"Lighting Up The Clouds" by Ralfo from WonderPhotos

I just LOVE the world outside in the morning.  I don't necessarily like getting out of bed but I love mornings.  My brain (not my body, just my brain) is pretty active in the morning.  I think it's my most creative time of day.  So why do I try to do my blogging at night? At night: I'm tired, not nearly as positive thinking, and sometimes just plain 'ole cranky.  Alas, in the morning there are many responsibilities to be taken care of and limited time for doing "my" thing.  And, to my my dismay, there are other things I would like to be doing in those early hours also, such as taking my dog and myself for a walk.  What to do?  What to do? 

Not enough time in the day or poor prioritizing?  It's neither.  Either there are not enough mornings or mornings are too short.  I would like to make a motion that mornings be lengthened and evenings be shortened.  Do I have a second on that?  
 

I believe in creative problem solving, Sam

Who Needs a Journal When You Have Facebook?

I think Facebook has become my online journal....in a twisted sense of humor kind of way. (I love Facebook. Please don't tell.)

Facebook post #1 and the rest of the story: 

"Craving hot chocolate and out of milk. Signed, Forlorn in Orange."

Well, that's how the day started.   Could have been much worse. Actually, it was a rather pleasant morning. We were up and going and getting ready for a field trip.

Facebook post #2 and the rest of the story:"Field trip this morning to Tessman Planetarium- The Star of Bethlehem Show. It was out of this world."

Oh, the many possibilities we discussed for the presence of that miraculous star. We learned a lot about astronomy and a lot about history. The explanation that seems the most plausible to me is quite fascinating. Apparently, each of the constellations was related to a certain country or region. There were two constellations related to Jerusalem and the Jews, the first Pieces and the second Leo, the lion. Two planets lined up in Pieces first, which could have looked like a bright star. A year later two other planets lined up in Leo right next to the star called the "King Star". It just gives me chills.

Facebook Post #3 and the rest of the story:"My Visa card was lost but now is found. Baptismal service TBA."

Some hilarious comments from my friends:

1. Congratulations on your Visa card's decision. 2. Does that mean that all of it's sins will be washed away and it will be made clean?

Response: Good question. I would like to know if it's debts have been paid. Now that would be a miracle.

Now you KNOW it's scary when you lose a credit card!  One good thing did come out of it, my purse is now neat and tidy.  But after I cleaned out my purse, the Visa card was still AWOL. Then I checked my coat pocket. Yep, it was there the whole time.  I bet you also know that the whole world stops while you look for your credit card.  Dinner was an hour late, but hey, it was found.  :)  Disaster had been avoided.

Speaking of disaster, did you know that word comes from the belief that certain stars could bring bad luck. "Dis" meaning bad or something of the sort and the root "Aster" means star.  Hence, "disaster"  means "bad star".  Bad stars were typically comets. Comet from the root "comb" because comets were known as hairy stars - a star with a ponytail blowing behind.  Who knew that visiting a planetarium could be so interesting?

Hope you're having a good star day, Sam

P.S. I did finally get my hot chocolate and it was YUM.

P.S.S. My husband and I worked for about an hour trying to get rid of all the funky arrows and lines in this post.  We're stumped.  Any ideas?

I Knew It!

God helped my friend  He worked out a difficult situation for her.  There will be many more difficulties but God will be there too.  I am hangin' on tight to every blessing no matter how small.  Encouragement, in any form, is balm to a hurting soul.

Encourage one another, Sam

My Friend is Hurting

My friend is sad.  My friend is going through some very hard times.  That makes me sad too.
But my friend is learning to trust in God.  She is learning to have hope even when things are unjust, unfair, and turning her whole world upside down.

I would be tempted to despair but she has a  BIG God who loves her more than she knows and who WILL work all things together for her good.

It's just going to take time and lots and lots of trust.  Trust in God. Trust that it won't always be this hard. It will get better but it will be hard for awhile. Trust that knows she can do all things through Christ who strengthens her.

How do I know?  Because God did all of the above for me.  If I hadn't gone through my own hard times, I would not be able to encourage her.  Someday she will be the one to encourage someone else. I can hardly wait.

"...the one who sows to please the Spirit, from the Spirit will reap eternal life.  Let us not become weary in doing good , for at THE PROPER TIME we will reap a harvest if we do not give up." Galations 6: 8b & 9

Lots of love, my dear friend, Sam

Thanksgiving Perspective

I AM THANKFUL:   
FOR THE WIFE 
WHO SAYS IT'S HOT DOGS TONIGHT,
BECAUSE SHE IS HOME WITH ME,
AND NOT OUT WITH SOMEONE ELSE.



FOR THE HUSBAND
WHO IS ON THE SOFA
BEING A COUCH POTATO,
BECAUSE HE IS HOME WITH ME
AND NOT OUT AT THE BARS. 

 

 FOR THE TEENAGER
WHO IS COMPLAINING ABOUT DOING DISHES
BECAUSE IT MEANS SHE IS AT HOME, NOT ON THE STREETS. 

FOR THE TAXES I PAY
BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM EMPLOYED .


FOR THE MESS TO CLEAN AFTER A PARTY
BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE BEEN SURROUNDED BY FRIENDS. 


FOR THE CLOTHES THAT FIT A LITTLE TOO SNUG
BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE ENOUGH TO EAT.


FOR MY SHADOW THAT WATCHES ME WORK
BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM OUT IN THE SUNSHINE 


FOR A LAWN THAT NEEDS MOWING,
WINDOWS THAT NEED CLEANING,
AND GUTTERS THAT NEED FIXING
BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE A HOME .

FOR ALL THE COMPLAINING
I HEAR ABOUT THE GOVERNMENT
BECAUSE IT MEANS WE HAVE FREEDOM OF SPEECH. 


FOR THE PARKING SPOT
I FIND AT THE FAR END OF THE PARKING LOT
BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM CAPABLE OF WALKING
AND I HAVE BEEN BLESSED WITH TRANSPORTATION . 


FOR MY HUGE HEATING BILL !!
BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM WARM. 



FOR THE LADY BEHIND ME IN CHURCH ,, WHO SINGS OFF KEY !! 
Because it means I can hear !!.


FOR THE PILE OF LAUNDRY AND IRONING
BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE CLOTHES TO WEAR.




FOR WEARINESS AND ACHING MUSCLES AT THE END OF THE DAY 
BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE BEEN CAPABLE OF WORKING HARD !!.



FOR THE ALARM THAT GOES OFF
IN THE EARLY MORNING HOURS , 
BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM ALIVE !!. 

The previous is from my e-mail archives.  The following is a note from me:

Be joyful always; pray continually; give thanks in ALL circumstances, for this is God's will for you in Christ Jesus.
I Thessalonians 5:9

In my limited wisdom, I do not think that this verse means we need to actually like and be grateful for the bad, annoying, or sinful situations around us.  But I do think it means that we can be thankful to God in all circumstances because "we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love Him, who have been called according to His purpose". 

We have a big God who sees our every need and heartbreak.  We have a big God who can turn every trouble into a blessing.  We have a big God who uses trials to mature us and make us stronger. We have a big God who will never leave us or forsake us.  And we have a big God who , no matter what happens to us on this earth, is preparing a wonderful place for us in heaven where there will be no more pain or sorrow.  We have a wonderful hope and for that I am extremely grateful.

May the God of all blessings be especially real to you today. 
Happy Thanksgiving, Sam