July 12, 2008

  • The Hammock

    "The hammock is a fabric sling used for sleeping or resting. It consists of cloth or a network of twine or thin rope
    which is stretched between two firm points such as trees or attached to
    a metal or wood structure. Hammocks are widely used for relaxation in
    backyards, cottages, and waterfront areas, and they are carried as a
    lightweight type
    of bed on camping trips. They are also used for sleeping on ships and spacecraft."        ~Wikipedia~

    Back in April, I drove by a yard sale and decided to stop and take a look.  I saw a hammock for $3.00 and bought it.  That was one of the best purchases I have ever made for my sanity and I soon discovered that my children discovered my secret too.    This $3.00 hammock led us to find some other hammocks and now we each have one and we've managed to hook them all up from the same trees.  Will bought his super light backpacking one at a bargain price and it was such a good deal we got two of them.  It is made out of parachute material and is quite versatile.  You can lay in it sideways or the other, you can be all cocooned or not, you can hang your legs out over the sides or keep them inside.
    Personally I like the rope one the best for just relaxing and listening to the birds and feeling the breeze.   I was amazed how troubles seem to disappear while laying there looking through the tree branches at the blue sky and seeing what cloud shapes float by.  If you don't have a hammock, I highly recommend it, especially if you need to de-stress.   There is just something about being suspended in the air and gently swaying. 

    We take them inside in the evening or if it is going to rain and only hang up the three of them if we just want to have a little gab session or just keep each other company.  But for the most part...hanging out there alone is the best way I have found to let my troubles just evaporate.  It is a perfect place to be alone with God.

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    The three of us....

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    My view....

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    Kick your feet up....


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    The canopy......


    Suspended in silence
    by Andre Corterier


    under trees, over roots


    I float




    below sky, above ground


    I rest




    beneath stars, beyond earth


    I sleep




    suspended in silence,


    I dream.


June 30, 2008


  • Did I ever read a great idea for husbands and wives!  If any of you receive the Generous Housewives Daily Tips...then you have already read it.  I just thought it sounded like a whole lot of fun and wanted to share it here for all you wives out there.      Here is just a snibblet of the tip.


    ".....use a journal to ask each other questions
    (everything from simple questions to the more probing and difficult
    ones).  One of them will write down a question and then leave it on the
    other's night table.  The journal goes back and forth between the nightstands
    as they learn more and more about each other."



    What to do on a hot and humid day

    My
    husband and I had a loverly day on Saturday....well....it was HOT and

    HUMID and he worked like a dog, but we still had fun.    I tried to help him
    the best I could.  We had a few really good laughs.  It seems a
    certain friend of ours backed into our mailbox post a
    couple of weeks ago and we all heard a loud CRACK.  It is not the first time a
    friend of ours destroyed our mailbox...and it happens that that other friend was
    also at our place the
    night this latest thing
    happened.    Oh
    we all had a good laugh!  The post was getting old anyway.  It had been there
    about 20 years.  I'd say it had a good life.
      So my David and I (mostly David) dug out the rest of the
    old one and we had to transplant a day lily in order for him to dig and dig and
    chip away at the really big slab of concrete.

    After a LONG time of doing that we were ready to cement the
    new post in.
      I held the post.     He dumped the
    cement and shoveled the dirt back on top and then we replanted the lily and all
    that.  I remulched and now hopefully the lily will make it.  It wasn't looking
    so good
    last time I checked.   I guess this is one of those...you had to be
    there moments but after a
    few hours in the heat and manual labor you tend to get
    a bit giddy and we sure were. 
    I
    was holding
    the new mailbox on while he was screwing things together and said something
    about the new cedar post but instead of cedar I said cider.  Then David was responding about my
    slip up and giddiness and he was trying to say..."I think you were hitting the
    cider" but instead he said hitting the cedar.  It just cracked us both up because we
    both made the same mistake in our words only the
    opposite.

    Yes...I see...you really had to be there to think it as
    funny as it
    was. 

    Then...I asked him to get out the chain saw.  I did not
    have to ask twice.  Does anyone else have this problem with their chain saw
    bearing husband....they tend to want to chop down everything once they get
    started?  I had to make the rules very
    clear
    before we began.
         I pointed to each branch I needed trimmed.  We went one step at a
    time.  It is that power tool syndrome isn't it???   All went well though!  *Whew*  I
    really wasn't sure I'd be able to stop him. 

    Isn't it so nice when you can do a project together with your
    husband....and have fun doing it!?!?  My guy is such a hard worker and it is so
    neat to watch him tackle the tough stuff.  We were completely exhausted and drained and
    dehydrated but it was such a feeling of satisfaction.






June 26, 2008

  • The Desires of My Heart by Elisabeth Elliot

    I
    had been praying for something I wanted very badly. It seemed a good
    thing to have, a thing that would make life even more pleasant than it
    is, and would not in any way hinder my work. God did not give it to me.
    Why? I do not know all of his reasons, of course. The God who
    orchestrates the universe has a good many things to consider that have
    not occurred to me, and it is well that I leave them to Him. But one
    thing I do understand: He offers me holiness at the price of
    relinquishing my own will.

    "Do you honestly want to know Me?" He asks. I answer yes. "Then
    do what I say," He replies. "Do it when you understand it; do it when
    you don't understand it. Take what I give you; be willing not to have
    what I do not give you. The very relinquishment of this thing that you
    so urgently desire is a true demonstration of the sincerity of your
    lifelong prayer: Thy will be done.

    So instead of hammering on heaven's door for something which it
    is now quite clear God does not want me to have, I make my desire an
    offering. The longed-for thing is material for sacrifice. Here, Lord,
    it's yours.

    He will, I believe, accept the offering. He will transform it
    into something redemptive. He may perhaps give it back as He did Isaac
    to Abraham, but He will know that I fully intend to obey Him.

    This devotional is used with permission by the
    author. It may be used solely for personal, noncommercial, and
    informational purposes. Republication or redistribution of this
    devotional is prohibited.

    Content from All That Was Ever Ours, Keep a Quiet Heart and Love Has a Price Tag.


    How many times has this happened in your life?
    About a year ago it happened to me big time.  There was a home right down the road from us that I loved since the day I saw it.  I would pray about it and hope that if it ever went up for sale we'd be able to buy it.  For 21 years I would pass it and imagine living there, exploring the grounds and eating the water cress that grew in the springs.  Well, we got word that it was indeed going up for sale by only the second person to ever live in it.  They had lived there since the 1950's.  It is an old stone colonial type home with the neatest dormers on the third floor.  It over looks a meadow and a babbling creek from on top of a hill.  We were able to go look at it with the son of the woman who owned it.  She was living with her daughter and wanted to sell the home and the property.  The property had been, for all these years, protected from developers as it was deemed farm land.  She received a tax break for that agreement to keep it the way it was.  I know all that has a name but it escapes me at present. 
    When I walked in the door I just knew I was home.  The whole house was me.  I loved it instantly.  It was so clean and beautiful and old but very well maintained.   We toured it all and the grounds and then we asked the price.  *swallows hard*   Okay...well...if we all went to work we would be able to pay that mortgage.  It was not outrageous but it was more than we could swing in our one income home.   We offered a lower price but they never accepted that....it was very reasonable...but no answer.   All of us working was not an option.  Dad and son work and we keepers at home take care of the fort and the men.  We knew the Lord was not calling us to compromise our convictions for this house.  I wept for a long time....many many days.  I try not to drive by it anymore.  But one day I did and I saw a new family up there.  I was happy for them and their children and all the exploring they will be able to do.   It even had the neatest boxwood fort type of thing.  It still hurts but I had to offer it back to the Lord as a sacrifice and am content in that.  He knows me best and he knows best.  I will just trust in that.  I'd rather be in HIS hands than anywhere else. 


June 23, 2008

  • It's Dots and Stripes this time around in the Photo Contest on iliveinmycamera.
    Will entered once again.
    He is turning into an avid photographer!
    He even got 1 credit this year for the many hours he spends trying to perfect his skills.     He will spend hours in his blind trying to get bird shots or what ever else wonders his way.  He is a very patient guy.
    If you care to take a look...there are a few really good ones this week.  Please vote.  Anyone can vote, even if you are not here on xanga.

    Will has his learner's permit.  I have enjoyed driving with him.  Today we were out when the car decided to over heat.  We did not notice at first.  I heard him say "the check gauges light is on."  Okay....I thought he meant the check engine light which is always on.  But then I glanced over and saw the water temperature needle rising at a nice steady pace.  Ummmm....well...it looks like we might have a problem.   We turned off the air conditioner.  I told him to keep his eyes on the road and I would watch the gauge.
    I don't know why things like this happen but just ahead we see a flag woman and up goes the STOP sign.  Not good...an idle car sitting in the hot sun that is already over heating....just not good.  The longer we sat there the more nervous we were getting and then suddenly we heard a tremendous pop...like a cork popping off a bottle of champagne and then a funny little sound and just like that the needle went back down to the cool side.
    Hmmmmm......something is not quite right I say.  We were able to scoot up a tad and turn onto a side road where we pulled over.  I am thinking a hose broke or something and there should be fluid all over the place but there was nothing.
    We just decided to keep going as we were fairly close to the place we were headed.  We got there fine and after giving things some time to cool Will and one of the guys where we were went out to check things out.  Well...the pop was the water over flow container lid popped off and the hose was all sucked in and the cooler container was empty.  He filled it with water and we actually made it back home without incident.  It is about a 20 minute drive.  We checked under the hood when we got home and the water cooler thingy was totally empty.  I think we have a problem.     But you know...I feel certain the Lord was with us and got us to both places safely..where we needed to go to help some friends out and then home again.  Isn't HE so good!?  Will did not panic and really handled the situation so well.  I am so proud of him.  I am use to breaking down.  My old Jetta use to always be over heating.  It brought back some of those "fond" memories. 
    My men were out there fixing the problem when my dh got home from work and now they are on a test run. 
    All is well when my men make sure things are safe again.

    I love love love love summer.  I don't care if it gets hot.  I am just so happy for sun and green trees and grass and my over full herb garden.  We put up a hammock and even though it is a bit saggy, it sure is a nice place to hide away and spend time with God.  Me getting out of it is another story but I have a really good sense of humor. 
    Yesterday I walked right into one of Will's hanging birdfeeders.  Bonk!!!   How did I miss that? 
    Hours later...I was in bed and was fixing my pillow and I felt something in my hair.  Now, what could this be?  
    Yep, bird seed. 

    Just a day in the life of us.......


June 9, 2008

  • Edit:
    Will is at it again.....

    This time it is CLOSE-UPs
    You can vote HERE
    They post them Monday after noon EST.


    This past weekend was our annual WWII event...the one where the Yankee Lady shows up and makes our knees weak.......
    It was the most horrible hot and HUMID Saturday and Sunday...ugh....make-up melting off the over made up gals and sweat being dumped out of helmets.      But that sure did not stop the crowds.  And for the first time in a long time, it did not rain..which I am not sure if that is good or bad...rain might have been a great relief.  But we got what we got and we made the best of it. 
    I only went out one of the days this year and had the great privilege of meeting Evangeline Coeyman, 2nd Lt. U.S. Army Medical Corps and then hearing her speak for over an hour about her experiences during the war.  You can read her story here.
    Her field hospital followed the 90th Infantry Division which was Patton's army.  She went through four campaigns and helped liberate two concentration camps at the end of the war.  I was fascinated by her story.   She asked me if I was a nurse....I AM...right???...because I am a mom!!!  Just ask my son....I have even done surgery on him.  I got almost all the pieces of coal out of his knee once. 
    I had to tell her that I began in nursing school but switched to special education after a year.  Wound healing did not agree with me....but I have had my share of experiences as a mom.  She was okay with that and signed one of her pictures for me anyway.  

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    Evangeline Coeyman

    Then I met a woman who wrote a book through interviewing women concerning their experiences during the war.  The biggest section in the book is families...homefront etc..
    I am looking forward to sitting down and digesting all these stories.  The book is called: "We Knew We Were AT WAR Women Remember World War II"  by Margaret Hewitt George
    She's got a blog....  www.worldwariiwoman.com
    and a website  www.peggeorge.com
    I kind of sort of have the feeling feminism might play a role in this book...underlying tune...but won't know for sure until I read it.  I prefer to call it War Time "Pitch-in-inism" instead of feminism.  
    War times have sure changed if you compare the uniting of the country during WWII to what is going on today.......I think this was the catalyst that inspired her to write this book.

    Last but not least....I finally found a dress I can wear next year to help serve meals with my daughter and our friends T and L.   My husband and son and daughter worked their tails off this weekend helping T and L in their reconstruction of a Guadalcanal snack bar.   I helped a little bit behind the scenes this year by ironing Will's uniform and hemming up slacks and buying 40 pounds of potatoes....that was a lot of potatoes...they weighed....hmmm..well they weighed 40 pounds! 
    Back to the dress.....I got a bargain....it has some flaws...was marked down and then when I said I'll take it she brought the price down some more.  One odd button...Oooooooo....does any one else LOVE to go through the button tin???!!!!  I find the greatest pleasure going through our giant button tin.  I love collecting old buttons too.  So....you know, there HAS to be a matching button in there.  I Just know it.  Red...it is a cute red button.  The dress is red and white checks...little checks and it just so happens that Elisabeth had made me a retro 40's apron that will match...it does match....I am almost all set.  I can hardly wait until next year.  

    Photos forth coming....

    Now pester my kids to tell you all about the big bike restoration project...Will should tell it.  Elisabeth inspired us and Will pulled us through and Grandpa J (our adopted grandpa) helped us put it all back together again (with humor.)    I could not be prouder of  them for what they did...the nearly impossible.



June 6, 2008

  • The Sin Of Tolerance

    By: Gabriel Pearl

    Most
    moral boundaries are written in stone, clear to anyone who can and will
    see. We all know it’s wrong to smoke crack, watch MTV, or beat our
    wives.

    But
    it is mostly the subtle mental corruption that mostly vexes our souls,
    sneaking into our minds at unguarded moments. We must constantly be on
    our guard with our shield of faith and the sword of truth. It’s scary.
    I watch my second child, born just three weeks ago, and already the
    gravity of life and the weight of eternity seems to be even more real
    than it already was.

    Jocelyn, our first born, is now a little over two
    and a half, and Lori and I think she’s borderline genius. We’re
    probably the only ones who do, but she’s certainly learning quicker
    than we are. Everything sticks. Recently we got PBS, Public
    Broadcasting Service. It’s a relatively clean, commercial free,
    government station that comes in free over the air with a lot of nature
    shows and some great programs for kids, but I’ve noticed an underlying
    tone in some of the kids’ shows. It’s not always out front, but it’s
    always there. It’s like a strange worldwide conspiracy. It’s the
    religion of tolerance. It’s one of the things the Muslims hate so much
    about us. It started as a snowball, but has become an avalanche. It’s
    constantly smothering the flame of truth, to the point where we become
    a lukewarm television-preacher society, incapable of standing up in a
    crowd of people and declaring that there is only one God and one way to
    him. 


    I guess that is really what it boils down to. Their
    main agenda isn’t really freedom of choice or right to push their
    so-called gay lifestyle onto our children, but it is the slow,
    persistent neutering of the truth that almost makes it unrecognizable.
    Fellow Christians, the world would like nothing better than for us to
    feel guilty about boldly standing up and saying that God is the only
    God and that He hates sin and is not tolerant of it. We are strangers
    and pilgrims in this world, but clearly not of it, so let’s guard our
    minds from the world’s influence, especially the developing minds of
    our children.







May 13, 2008


  • It is voting time again...Victorian Architecture....
    Please vote .
    Next week's contest subject is "feet."

    Hmmmmmm....I am thinking....

    And...I promise to post soon...my oh my we've been busy.

May 4, 2008


  • Matthew 14:26-31
    And when the disciples saw him walking on the sea, they were troubled, saying, It is a spirit; and they cried out for fear. But straightway Jesus spake unto them, saying, Be of good cheer; it is I; be not afraid. And Peter answered him and said, Lord, if it be thou, bid me come unto thee on the water. And he said, Come. And when Peter was come down out of the ship, he walked on the water, to go to Jesus. But when he saw the wind boisterous, he was afraid; and beginning to sink, he cried, saying, Lord, save me. And immediately Jesus stretched forth his hand, and caught him, and
    said unto him, O thou of little faith, wherefore didst thou doubt?


    Turn Your Eyes Upon Jesus
    Words & Music: Helen H. Lemmel,
    1922.

    O soul, are you weary and
    troubled?

    No light in the darkness you see?
    There’s a light for a look at
    the Savior,

    And life more abundant and free!

    Turn your eyes upon
    Jesus,

    Look full in His wonderful face,
    And the things of earth will grow
    strangely dim,

    In the light of His glory and grace.

    Through death into
    life everlasting

    He passed, and we follow Him there;
    Over us sin no more
    hath dominion—

    For more than conquerors we are!

    Turn your eyes upon
    Jesus,

    Look full in His wonderful face,
    And the things of earth will grow
    strangely dim,

    In the light of His glory and grace.

    His Word shall not
    fail you—He promised;

    Believe Him, and all will be well:
    Then go to a
    world that is dying,

    His perfect salvation to tell!

    Turn your eyes
    upon Jesus,

    Look full in His wonderful face,
    And the things of earth will
    grow strangely dim,

    In the light of His glory and
    grace.




May 2, 2008

  • What is something you feel you can do better than anyone else?

    Love my husband and children more than anyone else and no one on this earth cares for the souls of my children more than me...other than God
    Also...no one makes apple bread as good as I do. 

    I just answered this Featured Question, you can answer it too!

    Oooooo...la la la la la....

    That boy of mine done did do it again!  This time he got second place. I have to say he had some tough competition and some pretty neat pictures.  Thanks to all of you who voted and who even voted for him and did not know it!  Once the idea struck him he went into high gear and you know, I knew exactly what he as thinking and I was right there by his side with the supplies needed before he even asked.  Hmmmm..we make a good team.   I think this one is by far my favorite and I am getting it printed up and framed...ohhh  Kim...I am going to need another frame.   
    It has just been a heap of fun!

    Here is his second place winning picture...

    Basin Boat

    Basin Boat


May 1, 2008

  • Margie posted this and I thought I would link her so you could read it too, especially if you are a homeschooling family!  Quite meaningful and something us moms really need to remember.  It took me a long time to realize the message in this special "verse" but once I did it was glorious freedom and chock full of rewards.

    I subscribe to Nancy Campbell's devotions and this was mine this morning.  Oooooo.....Isn't it something when you know the Lord is speaking directly to you?!?!  No one will ever convince me that there is no God and that he does not have everything all planned out.  You know what I mean don't you?  For a day or two or even a week you keep coming across the same verse or the same topic and you know...you just know, He is trying to teach YOU something.  How can I be so self righteous to think..."oh if only so in so would see this or read this or be convicted by this"...when it is ME who needs the lesson?  I share this only because it  meant so much to me and perhaps it may to you as well.  Nancy is a beautiful Godly woman and one of my dearest mentors.  If you have ever heard her speak you can just picture and hear her saying this in her beautiful accent and with her mannerisms.  I could sit at her feet and listen to her all day long for, to me, she is a true Titus 2 woman who gently but firmly steers you right in line with the words of Jesus.  She reflects his precious image for us women and I so respect that.



    WEAR THE RIGHT
    CLOTHES!

     

    Ephesians 2:22-24, "Put off, concerning your former conduct, the old man which was
    corrupt according to the deceitful lusts and be renewed in the spirit of your
    mind, and that you put on the new man which was created according to God, in
    righteousness and true holiness."

     

    When
    you were born again by the Spirit of God, you received a new wardrobe. It is a
    very expensive wardrobe, paid for by the precious blood of Christ. You have so
    many beautiful garments hanging in this wardrobe. You have lovely dresses of
    love, joy, peace, longsuffering gentleness, goodness, faithfulness, meekness and
    self-control. (Galatians 5:22-23). You have delightful garments of tender
    mercies, kindness, humility, meekness, longsuffering, forbearance and
    forgiveness. (Colossians 3:12-17).

     

    The
    strange thing is that although we have this expensive wardrobe, we don't always
    bother to wear the clothes. We are so used to our old shabby clothes of the
    flesh. We feel more comfortable in them. They feel familiar, so we stick with
    them instead of trying out our new wardrobe. To put on a beautiful dress of
    gentleness or patience can seem foreign because we are not used to wearing them.

     

    But
    they belong to you! They are yours! Imagine if your husband purchased a very
    special and pricey dress for you. You couldn't believe how posh it was. But you
    never wore it. You thought it was too good for you. How would your husband feel
    when he paid so much for it and wanted to be proud of you wearing
    it?

     

    I
    wonder how God feels when He gives us this glorious wardrobe, purchased at an
    enormous price, and we never wear the garments? He gives them to us but He
    doesn't put them on us. He tells
    us to PUT THEM ON. "Put on the new man
    ..."
    I love the
    J. B. Phillip's translation which says,
    "Fling off the dirty clothes of the
    old way of living ... And
    put on the clean fresh clothes
    of the new life
    ..."

     

    Make
    sure you put on a new garment each morning. Have you had a lousy night with the
    baby waking all night? Are you going through a fiery ordeal? Put on the garment
    of praise. (Isaiah 61:1-3). Let me tell you a secret. You won't feel like
    putting it on. You'd much rather put on your dirty old dress of grumbling and
    complaining. But do it by faith. Don't worry about your feelings. Put on your
    praise garment. Start praising and thanking the Lord. As you do it by faith, you
    will actually wear it.

     

    You
    can change garments as you need them throughout the day. Are the children
    getting on your nerves? You feel your anger rising. Quick! Change into your
    garment of long-suffering or patience. Put it on by faith. Thank the Lord for
    His patience which is in you because He lives in you.

     

    Are
    you starting to shout and yell because everything is getting on top of you? Put
    on the garment of gentleness. Thank the Lord for His gentle spirit which lives
    in you. This is the new man. It is Christ in you, the hope of glory. He lives in
    you now.

     

    All
    these beautiful garments belong to you. They are yours. All you have to do is
    put them on by faith!

     

    Strip
    of your old shabby garments. Wear your new ones each day. Live in them. Let
    Christ live His beautiful life through you.

     

    Love
    from NANCY CAMPBELL

     

    PRAYER:

     

    "Thank, you Lord, for all the beautiful garments that you have given
    to me. I am sick of my old rags. They look so ugly to everyone. Help me to put
    on your beautiful new garments which reveal your beautiful life in me.
    Amen."

     

    AFFIRMATION:

     

    I
    may have little in my literal wardrobe, but I have access to the most glorious
    garments in my spiritual wardrobe. Praise God.

    PS....Don't forget to vote for your favorite boat photo!  *Iliveinmycamera*

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