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Hope you all are having a great holiday weekend on your homesteads! 

Who, Me?

My prayers this morning included this, "God, please don't let me leave any lasting scars with my attitude today." 

OK ladies, can you guess what time it is?  LOL 

So far so good, they all seem to be avoiding me, so that might be the reason no one has cryed yet. They've learned well.

Have a great day everyone.

I am still here

Happy Fourth of July

Happy 4th of July

I do hope everyone is having a happy and safe 4th of July.  Thank God for all you have today, including your freedom. I am full from bar b que and am about to go for a swim in the neighbor's pool. Have fun ......Blessings.........Kitty

Changes

  The last few weeks God has so allowed me to see a first hand view of what we do to ourselves in our need and desire to try to be God in our own lives.  One family that we were privileged to be around were really cute folks, darling child, and on the outside seemed so together and full of potential.  However when we got past their outside what we found were lives filled with tortures of their own making from debts to dependency....and the beliefs that their problems were not answerable by anything, not even God.

   The second scenario we lived and learned from involved watching a broken family.  The Dad had turned away from God a long time ago....he had systematically lost everything that mattered to him as God allowed him to have his own way on every topic in his life.  Slowly over 12 years he has reduced himself to being alone, without his children, without a good career, and now without friends for the most part.  His devotion to control has cost him almost everything he could have had.

   A third scenario involves a very bright young family.  They have successfully achieved the 300K home, good works in their local church, health and love in their home, but abundance eludes them.  They cannot see tithing in money form though they give of them selves regularly.  They have thought that better to invest in their future and give of their services......and its funny how in that decision, somehow their finances always don't work out. They see saw on making it solidly despite hundreds of thousands of dollars of business a year.....bread money on some days of the month just doesn't exist.

     As we have prayed and listened to each of the people in the above stories. God has so shown me humility.  I know that the root cause of all the issues they are facing I too face.  The issues are such no brainers when you see it in others. They trust the problem more than they trust God is a God.  They trust their control is better than submission to God in their lives.  They trust sickness and overwhelming issues are more powerful than the way of Jesus and the promises of God to Abraham's and his descendents that if we obey and worship God He will provide for us on all levels.  Pretty easy to see when the stage isnt your own life isn't it?

     God has so been present in our involvement with each of the families and many others on our walks.  He has lead us to a place of absolute sifting this summer.  We are being shown so many areas of our lives that He expects us to give up or to change how we handle.  We are glad, for each step, which are always hard for me personally....within days I have been released from fear, from worry, from overthinking the issues to death.  I simply look for and wait for peace before I move forward.  As a toddler in this, I know that there will be disobedient days and God will once again set me straight.  I had one of those moments yesterday as I was called to stand firm against someone attacking my family verbally and potentially in other ways.  When after 18 years I stood up to him, he immediately stepped back.  Amazing.  That is God.  For this person has had serious issues and standing up to him usually means a huge emotional scene.

    Why is it we cannot trust God in all things. Why does our humanness always involve taming our wills and surrendering our plans to Jesus...you'd think after the facts of the Bible...it would be an easy course, but ole self sure holds out until the end some moments of our lives.

  God is good.  The more time I am purposefully finding to refresh my mind in Him, the better my life becomes.  God help me to always run to and trust Him.

Sweetie

The History of Aprons

 Aprons

          I don't think our kids know what an apron is.
          The principal use of Grandma's apron was
          to protect the dress underneath, but along with that,
          it served as a potholder for removing hot pans from the oven.

          It was wonderful for drying children's tears,
          and on occasion was even used for cleaning out dirty ears.

          From the chicken coop, the apron was used for carrying eggs,
          fussy chicks, and sometimes half-hatched eggs
          to be finished in the warming oven.

          When company came, those aprons were
          ideal hiding places for shy kids.

          And when the weather was cold, grandma
          wrapped it around her arms.

          Those big old aprons wiped many a perspiring brow,
          bent over the hot wood stove.

          Chips and kindling wood were brought into the kitchen
          in that apron.
          From the garden, it carried all sorts of vegetables.
          After the peas had been shelled, it carried out the hulls.

          In the fall, the apron was used to bring in apples
          that had fallen from the trees.

          When unexpected company drove up the road,
          it was surprising how much furniture that old apron
          could dust in a matter of seconds.

          When dinner was ready, Grandma walked out onto the porch,  waved
          her apron, and the men knew it was time to come in  from the
         fields to dinner

          It will be a long time before someone invents something  that
         will replace that 'old-time apron' that served
          so many purposes.

          Send this to those who would know,
          and love the story about Grandma's aprons.

          REMEMBER:

          Grandma used to set her hot baked apple pies
          on the window sill to cool.
          Her granddaughters set theirs on the window sill to thaw.

        
THANKS NANCY, THIS IS TOO CUTE.

RaeAnne

RaeAnne also brought home a great game called Blink.  It is fun and you have to think fast.

We are staying inside today.  It is suppose to be up to 106º or 108º today.  So far, the house is only 71º inside.  We ran the swamp cooler last night and then closed everything up this morning.  I did run into town this morning to get a few things for groceries and Harold needed some things for a solar panel for the shower house.

Tonight we are going to make pasties for supper.  We will also have a fresh garden salad and veggies.

From My Inbox #!

Just Stay





A nurse took the tired, anxious serviceman to the bedside.

'Your son is here,' she said to the old man.

She had to repeat the words several times before the patient's eyes opened.


Heavily sedated because of the pain of his heart attack, he dimly saw the young uniformed Marine standing outside the oxygen tent. He reached out his hand. The Marine wrapped his toughened fingers around the old man's limp ones, squeezing a message of love and encouragement.


The nurse brought a chair so that the Marine could sit beside the bed. All through the night the young Marine sat there in the poorly lighted ward, holding the old man's hand and offering him words of love and strength. Occasionally, the nurse suggested that the Marine move away and rest awhile..





He refused. Whenever the nurse came into the ward, the Marine was oblivious of her and of the night noises of the hospital - the clanking of the oxygen tank, the laughter of the night staff members exchanging greetings, the cries and moans of the other patients.


Now and then she heard him say a few gentle words. The dying man said nothing, only held tightly to his son all through the night.


Along towards dawn, the old man died. The Marine released the now lifeless hand he had been holding and went to tell the nurse. While she did what she had to do, he waited.


Finally, she returned. She started to offer words of sympathy, but the Marine interrupted her.


'Who was that man?' he asked.


The nurse was startled, 'He was your father,' she answered.







'No, he wasn't,' the Marine replied. 'I never saw him before in my life.'


'Then why didn't you say something when I took you to him?'


'I knew right away there had been a mistake,





but I also knew he needed his son, and his

son just wasn't here.





When I realized that he was too sick to tell





whether or not I was his son,





knowing how much he needed me, I stayed.'


The next time someone needs you ...... just be there. Stay.





*************





WE ARE NOT HUMAN BEINGS GOING THROUGH A

TEMPORARY SPIRITUAL EXPERIENCE.

WE ARE SPIRITUAL BEINGS GOING THROUGH A TEMPORARY HUMAN EXPERIENCE.

(love this line)


PLEASE PASS THIS ONE ON AND GOD WILL BLESS YOU!

THIS IS WHAT WE ARE PUT ON THIS EARTH TO DO ANYWAY. RIGHT ?

Fireworks