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Daily Devotion 285
Posted by Sister Lori
04:40, Sunday, October 12, 2008 .. Posted in Devotions and Bible Study .. 0 comments .. Link October 12
Response or Reaction?
And the Lord turned the captivity of Job, when he prayed for his friends. Job 42:10a
How do we cope with the trials and afflictions of life? Some trials may be the result of our own doings. We then need to confess, accept God’s forgiveness, and go on our way rejoicing. At other times, trials may be the results of that over which we have no control, such as an illness, an accident, or a death. In such circumstances, we can accept them as something the Lord has allowed for our good, or for the good of those around us. We may react, act in opposition to—which will result in a miserable life. Or we may humbly accept our lot and profit, learn, and grow thereby.
Unless we are motivated by the divine nature, the root of which is love, it is almost impossible to respond to trials in a way that is pleasing to God and brings satisfaction in life.
Job is a good example of a man who stood the test of loss and affliction. He had many questions. He lost everything but his trust in God. Faith in God was enough to see him through.
There is still unlimited grace and strength for those who thank and praise the Lord when it is the hardest to do so (Isaiah 50:10). Why not praise the Lord?
Kore Yoder, Belleville, PA
God is still on the throne, and He will remember His own.
Bible Reading: Job 1, 2:9, 10 One Year Bible Reading Plan: Colossians 3 Isaiah 45—47
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Todays Quote....Alphonse de LamartineIf God is thy father, man is thy brother.-- Alphonse de Lamartine Concerning Self DenialConcerning Self Denial Then Jesus said to his disciples, "If anyone would come after me, he must deny himself and take up his cross and follow me. For whoever wants to save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for me will find it. What good will it be for a man if he gains the whole world, yet forfeits his soul? Or what can a man give in exchange for his soul? Shayna and JeffieDora and her family from church came by last night for me to worm and give their dogs a set of shots. It is so funny how people see things . Dora was watching Jeffie how he was with Michelle (she stopped by for a bit) and she also watched how Jeffie is with Shayna. Dora told me with tears in her eyes " Shayna is his mom" I gave a sad smile and said I know. She remembers them from church events and other home schooling events. Dora knows Shayna is his aunt (tea as he calls her) and that Shayna has raised him for a lot of his life. We are blessed that Shayna at 15 years old took on the roll. They have such a strong bond. He cries every time he has to go. Here are some of Shayna's senior pictures taken last year at this time. Shayna was 17 and Jeffie was 2.5. We bought the hole cd so we have the funny ones too:
God Bless, mj Sew-A-ThonToday, Madison and I particapated in the Sew-A-Thon in the nearby city. Oh, we had fun. We were making blankets and pillowcases for injuried soldiers. Since I didn't bring our sewing machine, we ended up on a table tying fleece blankets. Madison and I started out by ourselves cutting a piece of fleece for tying. It wasn't long before we were joined by 3 lovely ladies who started tying.
Just in case you gals are reading this, thanks for making this fun for Madison. We had the best table in the center. Irene, Alice and Margerette were so sweet. They talked with Madison just like she was a granddaughter to each of them. And Madison kept them talking. She is shy at first but once you getting her talking, its hard to get her to stop. lol Irene was especially interesting. She grew up in South Dakota on a farm, very much like we are trying to do on our farm. They raised cattle, pigs and chickens. They sold their eggs to market just like our grandparents did. Irene had mentioned that her last trip to the home place was disappointing, all the fields were corn or soybeans. Somewhat boring I believe she said. When I told her we decided that our grandparents had the right idea with farming, we talked about how our farm was becoming self sufficient and organic. She mentioned that one day, our grandchildren maybe sitting here talking about how grandpa and grandma changed the farm back at the beginning of the century. Oh goodness, that sounds so far away! We did actually get some work done amongest all the chit chat. We worked for 4 hours and completed 5 blankets and almost a 6th, but they had to close the center. So I'll count that one as 3/4 done.
We sure had fun. Madison is already asking if we can go to another sew-a-thon! Carol Crockpot Refried Beans
Posted by Mommaofmany
These are a frequent dish here on the Homestead! They are so tasty and take so little time to prepare!09:34, Saturday, October 11, 2008 .. Posted in Crock Pot Dishes .. 0 comments .. Link Crockpot Refried Beans 1 onion, peeled and halved 3 cups dried pintos, sorted and rinsed 1 to 2 jalapenos, seeded and chopped fine 2 Tbsp minced garlic 2 1/2 tsp salt 1 3/4 tsp freshly ground pepper 1/8 tsp cumin powder 9 cups water (you may used up to 4 1/2 cups broth instead of all water, if desired) 3-4 Tbsp bacon grease Soak beans overnight. Rinse beans. Combine all ingredients in the crock, stirring to mix. Cook on high for 6-8 hours. When soft, strain, using care to collect the cooking liquid. Remove beans to a large skillet. Add a few tablespoonfuls of bacon grease and some bean juice reserved from the crock. Fry over medium high heat, mashing with a potato masher till beans are as 'smushy' as you desire. I like to let some whole beans remain. Add more liquid as needed to avoid dried-out nasty beans! Let me know how you like them! A Day in the Life of Me.
Posted by Miki
06:28, Saturday, October 11, 2008 .. Posted in A Day in the Life of Me .. 0 comments .. Link
Friday, Oct. 10: Our busy cleaning day is usually on Friday. Friday's consist of dusting, vacuuming, & mopping. Before I started vacuuming with my piece of junk Bissell sweeper I took it apart and gave it a really good cleaning because it wasn't sucking very well. After cleaning it I started vacuuming. It still wouldn't suck like it should. I mean, I had to go over a little piece of lint 8 times before it would pick it up. THAT WAS IT! I WAS DONE! I told my girls that I would be right back. I was going to Walmart to buy a new sweeper. I was just going to get a Hoover but I seen that they had a Dyson. After thinking about it for awhile in the aisle I decided to buy the Dyson. It was on clearance and didn't cost a whole lot more than one of the other sweepers. I paid $250 for it. The other sweepers were around $180 so I figured I got a good deal. So yes, I am the PROUD owner of a DYSON!! It is a homemakers best friend!!! I love this machine! I actually LIKE sweeping the carpets now! My youngest, Katie, had her best friend, Courtney, spend the night. They had a scavenger hunt at our library for the middle schoolers from 6-8 pm so I dropped them off there. When I came home I started making supper. I tried a new recipe for pizza from my Bisquick cookbook. Stuffed-Crust Pepperoni Pizza prep time: 20 mins. start to finish: 35 minutes
It was a hit! Yummy!
Saturday, Oct. 11: I spent most of the day doing some sewing. I am putting a dress together. A cape dress but it's a little different than the last one I made. After putting my sewing away I did half the dishes the I went to lay down for a bit because my back is giving me some pain. It always hurts when I've been sewing for a long time. I ended up falling asleep for a half hour! When I got up I finished up the dishes, swept the floor (with my new Dyson! ~Smile~), washed my hair, and then made supper. We are having haystacks tonight. DH has been gone most of today. This morning he went out hunting & then he had a golfing tournament for our church to play in so he won't be home until around 9 pm so it's just us girls this evening. Until next time...
Four Point BuckOur Daughter-In-Law got a four point buck a few days ago with her bow. Brenda
I Need Information About Michigan
Posted by Tiredmamaof5
04:39, Saturday, October 11, 2008 .. Posted in Everyday Living .. 0 comments .. Link I need your help and if you can give it to me I will greatly appreciate it. I need help in finding rural or almost rural towns in Michigan. I will have to update later on the why's of this, it is a bit of a long story, but there could be a possibility that Alaska is out and Michigan is in. I have to look and see about prices on house, etc but don't know any towns. I don't want anything that would be consider city. I do hope someone can help me. I am completely clueless. Thank you so very much for any information you can give me. StoriesA few nights ago, I spent the last few hours before bed in my room stitching. Lizzy and Johnny played, wrestled and giggled late into the evening before Dad told them to go to bed. Lizzy asked if she could tell Johnny a story and Dad gave them 10 minutes. It must have taken Lizzy 5 minutes just to settle Johnny down in her bed after how riled up he was. Her story went something like this:Lizzy's Story: "Once, there was a fancy family— (*grin* from behind my stitching) —and they had two children. There was a girl and she was very pretty, actually she was—" (Johnny: "She was ugly?!") "—No, well, yes, she was. And there was a boy, and his name and age was, well, his age was 16, and his name was, um, Jordan, but they called him George. You know, Johnny, 'Jordan and George.'" "Uh huh." "Well, Jordan was very handsome, but his sister— (Johnny: "Was ugly?") —Well, she wasn't ugly, but she was kind of.. plain. Her name was, um, her name was Donna. Donna Corinne. No, actually it was Katrina. And they called her Katrina Serena. And she was 12. No, actually she was 9. Yea, she was 9, like me. And, they lived in a mansion, actually it was a castle. A huge castle, with--they had maids. Maids, but no guards. Then, one day, Jordan and Katrina Serena were out walking, and they were laughing and holding hands and talking. Then, suddenly they, heard a noise in the woods: KABOOSH! It was really loud. Jordan drew his sword: SWOOSH! Suddenly, they were surrounded by a hundred, no, it was like a thousand men. Katrina Serena got knocked down, and Jordan was calling his sister, "Katrina Serena!" He was fighting and fighting, and he ran up a tree. And then, finally, they left. And then he went over to his sister and saw she was knocked out, so he picked her up and carried her to--um.. there was a man in the woods, getting firewood, named--" (sorry I didn't catch his name, at this point there was a distraction downstairs). "He was 20, um 1... 21, and his wife--" (another distraction, sorry, I don't know her name either . Just about now, the other girls came in with some boys who were looking for Johnny to go to bed so the story broke off here, with promises to finish tomorrow. It was interesting to me, how it reminded me A LOT of Annie's books that the kids love so much. I'll let you see for yourself. Here's an excerpt from one of Annie's books, where the prissy princess, Priscilla, and the hero's right hand man, Leo, are trying to escape in the woods. The main characters are currently passing the time away in a dingy dungeon where they have been captured, while Leo is trying to get the princess as far as he can from the enemy, who longs to destroy the only other living heir to the Kingdom that they have taken over. In their haste, Leo and the princess are stopped by a strange pursuer who demands to do battle with Leo: Leo blocked the man’s onslaught quickly, all the hours spent in his training quickly coming back to him. He was on defense now, backing up to avoid the man’s crazy swings. Leo soon realized that the man had had no official or proper training, but was relying only on his broadness and strength, which could prove to be deadly if Leo wasn’t careful. After a few more expert blocks, Leo decided he wanted to be the attacker. He began swinging in fluent and swift strokes, obviously taking the man by surprise with his hard earned skill. The man flailed his sword heedlessly to defend himself. “Give it up,” Leo advised. “I don’t want to have to kill you.” “Do you think I am a coward?” the man hissed. “I do not intend to be the one who ends up dead!” “Have it your way.” Leo moved forward steadily, forcing the man to retreat. Their blades clashed continuously, moving with blinding flashes whenever they stepped into an area where the sun shone through. Knowing he was better than this man, Leo felt confident that he would not be the loser. He discerned that he’d better get this over with as quickly as possible, however, and not leave Priscilla alone any longer than he had to. But he had to admit that the swordplay was a little thrilling for him, after not having used his beloved sword for nearly two months. His sword flew at the man countless times, keeping him too busy defending to bother attacking. Glancing past him, Leo noted that a round ring of sunlight lay just beyond the man. An idea came to him suddenly. He moved the man backward a couple more paces until the light surrounded them—perfect. Now to execute the more difficult part. With a few fast and delicate movements, his sword lifted slightly and turned so the flat side faced the sun, catching a ray of light. Leo wasted no time in flashing that light into the man’s eyes, causing him to curse and turn away. Leo took the opportunity to knock the loose blade from his wrist. Helpless, the man’s eyes widened as he gazed at his fallen sword. Leo knew he was considering reaching for it, but also knew he might not survive if he did. He slowly lifted his eyes to Leo, glaring. Leo hesitated, not knowing what to do. Should he strike the man down? That hardly seemed fair, killing a helpless man. But he had won the sword fight—meaning the right to take his life was his. Wasn’t it? He frowned at the man. “You should never have come back,” he said. The man never answered. A sickening, muffled thud was suddenly heard, and for some reason it caused the man’s eyes to grow round with terror. He gasped in pain, his eyes glazing over. He dropped first to his knees, his face white, and then fell, facedown, at Leo’s feet. Dead. Leo sucked in his breath as he saw an arrow placed firmly in the man’s back. He turned to the princess, his eyes meeting hers. “I didn’t kill him,” he said quickly, answering the horrified question that was clear in her face. He moved towards her. “But I’d say it’d be a good idea to move out—and fast.” He sheathed his blade as he walked, grabbing her hand once they were side by side. “We need to run—I’ve no idea who’s back there. And I don’t really want to find out.” “Could it be Adrian?” Priscilla asked, running by his side. An arrow suddenly flew overhead, followed by another, and another. “Nope,” Leo replied, running like he’d never run before, the princess’s hand still securely locked in his. They fled as far as they could, but it wasn’t long before hoof beats—lots of them—were heard. Leo glanced at the princess, coming to a halt. “It’s no use,” he explained, out of breath. “I can’t outrun a horse.” In moments the riders were upon them. They moved around them, locking the two in a tight circle. There were more men than Leo felt up to counting, knowing full well he was useless against so many. “Surrender!” the captain demanded. “The girl is to be taken directly to Kingdom Hill for questioning.” Exasperated, Leo frowned, and was about to answer when he suddenly felt Priscilla slump against him. Grabbing her elbow to keep her from falling, he noticed she was in an all-out faint. “Oh, this is just great.” Leo lifted his eyes to the treetops, knowing the situation was truly at its worst. Annie has done a lot of writing. This is near the ending of book #2 in the Land of Cascadia Chronicles (4 books in all). She is now writing a new book (nearly done) and this one takes place on a sea voyage. (I may post an excerpt of that one sometime.) Likewise, Lizzy is receiving lots of writing assignments in her school right now. Her little stories are so cute. They usually include animals, work and siblings. ![]() We've read that you can tell if a child is happy and at peace, verses disturbed and unsettled, by the pictures they draw. A happy, content child will most likely draw happy peaceful things, such as a cheery home, with smoke curling out of the chimney and curtains in the windows, with maybe a sun and/or flowers, etc. Whereas a child that's maybe dealing with something tragic in his/her life like the death of a parent or divorce will draw frightening dark images. They usually use a lot of red and black and if they draw a house, you will notice things like: no smoke (a sign that nobody is home), no door handle, no sun, etc. Anyway, I always thought that was interesting that you can read a young child through their drawing when (maybe) they can't express what they're feeling any other way. I was thinking about this when I was doing dishes. Turning around, I saw our fridge where the kids had hung their recent artwork: Lizzy's 'Life is Good!': ![]() Johnny's version of Lizzy's 'Life is Good!': ![]() Johnny's idea of Jesus: ![]() Lizzy's 'note of love': ![]() They draw these completely by themselves (all the time!) and I swear, we don't pay them anything! ![]() Anyway, I think they're happy enough... ![]() { Last Page } { Page 1 of 5 } { Next Page } |
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