Dad's Homegoing

My father passed away on Sunday at 6:32 p.m. Complications from the cancer, possibly a blood clot. I'm saddened that I didn't get to see him one last time while he was still alive, but I did get to tell him how much I love him and he me. God is merciful, and he kept Dad's suffering short. The song by Mercy Me is playing right now on my computer "I Can Only Imagine" and we are going to play "Homesick" at the services too. One day, we'll have a joyous reunion with my Dad and our Heavenly Father.

Thank you for all your prayers. Bless you as we rejoice for my Father.

Chemotherapy

Dad started chemotherapy yesterday, and my sisters sound absolutely wiped. I cried because I couldn't be there to at least uplift them and hold Pa's hand. The stress of being in a helpless situation is taking it's toll on me. I can't sleep, I've gained weight and my neck/back/shoulder are hurting continuously. Now, my hip hurts too. Then I think to myself, "What a wuss. Dad's going through hell and I'm complaining of headaches and pain!" I get so mad at myself. I pray everyday for a miracle cure to buy some more time with my Dad. Cancer is such an ugly word and an ugly disease!
Please pray for my Father and my Mom and siblings. This is a trying time. They found more spots of cancer (one on his liver and one in his shoulder now). We all need faith and strength and a gentle reminder that God is in control.

Visiting Grandpa

My daughter arrived to visit Grandpa and Grandma. It was late and they were all tired, but thrilled that she got to spend time with them. Dad is looking pretty weak and Mom is being as strong as she can. Please pray for them both. For strength, faith and health. Pray that the doctors would be wise in their care of Dad. And also that we can continue to rally around them both during Dad's illness. It's financially, emotionally and physically taxing...especially for my siblings who live there.

Here is my baby sis with her niece and nephew. They make a handsome picture -- I only wish the visit were for a different reason. My son loved it so much there, he's talking of moving there for good! Pray that God's hand intervenes with his newborn son and that situation. If it be God's will, I ask that Jordon take full custody of his son. I pray that God would bless him with the parenting skills to be a Godly father and that my son would raise him in the Lord. My daughter needs prayer for her family finances and health too. She has back pain of unknow origin.

Have Faith

During my father's illness and all the ugliness of cancer, a gentle friend reminded me to have faith.

Luke 20:29
The Jesus told him, "Because you have seen me, you have believed; blessed are those who have not seen and yet have believed."

So many people have the attitude "I believe it when I see it" Faith does not work like that. Faith is the believing without seeing. We have faith that God exist because of all He has truly done for us. If I didn't have Christ in my life there is no telling where I would be. I know my life before Him was not headed in the right direction. He saved me from anger, pain, and so many other things. I truly believe that He is the only reason I am still alive! He let me live another day so that I could be a witness for Him. So that is what I am doing. I am sharing His Word in hopes that someone who does not know him will come to know him!

Let me be first to say coming to Christ does not make myself or anyone else perfect. We are flesh and we sin...ALL OF US! But is does give you an opportunity for a better life, an eternal life in Heaven with our Father. But let me also tell you it will not be easy, especially if Satan felt like he already owned you. He will fight to keep you from choosing Christ. He will bring things to make you feel like Christ has not stood by you, but Christ will NEVER leave you or forsake you!!! He promised that in His Word. We just have to have the faith in Him that He will take care of us no matter what! Trust in God, choose God to be the Lord of Your Life.

God bless you and keep you!

Z Concerns

My new grandson Z has brought some concerns to the forefront. My son (Z's uncle) took his brother (Z's daddy) the 60 mile trip to visit his one month old son. The mommy has a new boyfriend who wouldn't allow her to take Z to visit his Daddy and wouldn't allow my son to go visit Z. Anyway, he finally got to go visit and Uncle J is very concerned. He called me about it and said something to his brother J. Daddy just became defensive.
Uncle J said that he's (the baby) lethargic and not responding like a normal one month old (he has lots of Uncle and big brother experience). He said there are 3 cats in the household and if Z is like his Daddy, he's very allergic to cat dander. He said he wakes up and then throws up, has a rash on his face and is wheezy. He said he doesn't focus his eyes and something just isn't right. He seemed to unresponsive. What am I to do? I told him to try to convince the mommy (or his brother, my son and the daddy) to take him to a doctor to get him checked out. Might just be allergies.
My daughter called on the cell and tried to talk Uncle J into taking him to urgent care or calling CPS but he was afraid of upsetting his brother and fearful she'd never let J see his son again.
Please pray for this situation.

Bonding with Grandpa

My son had the opportunity to visit with Grandpa and bond a little more. Dad filled him in on all the dirt about his mother (me) and things I did when I was younger. J just loved it! He even took Grandpa to one of his radiation treatments. I'm so thankful God has allowed us these precious moments with precious people.

Praise the Lord

Dad has prayerfully considered and accepted to try chemotherapy! He's been feeling a little better due to radiation treatments and gained some confidence in his doctor. I'm so thankful to all those who have been lifting him in prayer. Please continue to do so and pray for my mother and siblings who have been tirelessly taking care of him. I ache because I can't be there to help out.

Unity Prayer

Well, we have a few more details about Dad. Just as grim and shocking as the initial diagnosis. Although, he still has to meet with the oncologist the doctor spoke with him today. It's stage 4 lung cancer and it's in his bones and the adrenal glands near his bladder or kidneys. He has a spot the size of an orange on his left lung and smaller spots on his right. So far, it hasn't gone to his brain.

There's a slight chance that chemo could extend his life, but Dad has (so far) said no to chemo because he's watched friends go through it and suffer so much. They can only do radiation on one area (for pain relief) so that would probably be his lower back area.

The new prognosis is 3-6 months (with no chemo).

So, I'd appreciate all your prayers in Dad's behalf. We're all taking this pretty hard. I mean, I know I'm 48 years old...but I'm just not prepared to lose my Dad. He's 72 and that's just too young. But, I will take your advice and go to see him over the holidays...tell him how much I love him and leave nothing unsaid (as if I were capable of doing that--leaving something unsaid that is).

Pray with me now if you would.

Dear Heavenly Father,
It is with gracious hearts and thankfulness that we come to you today. And, your word says that where two or more gathered in your name...so we pray collectively to you now. Lord God, you knew the path my father's life would take and all that he would endure during his life before he was even created in his mother's womb. You knew the timing of this illness and you know the final outcome. Father God, we lift Dad up to you today. Ease his pain and suffering, and if it be your will grant him the courage to make the right decision for the proper course of treatement...whatever that may be. Be with Mom now and in the coming months Father. Her health is frail at best and her spirit is so tender. Allow me and my siblings the time and financial means to support them through this Lord. I don't know how, but I know you can provide a way. And, if small miracles are in order I would ask that my children and grandchildren have the opportunity to see their grandpa one last time before he goes home to be with you.
And, one last respectful request Father God. For all my friends and family who have fallen prey to the nicotine addiction. Lord, give them strength to quit before it's too late. I know how difficult ANY addicition is, but this particular addiction is and always has been heavy on my heart. My sons, my daughter, my sister, my brother along with countless friends need your strength and conviction to quit. Please give them that strength to quit once and for all. Touch their bodies and minds with a healing touch.
Thank you for all that you are and all that you do. You are the Holy Father, Master Physician and Healer. We count on your grace and mercy each and every day.
It is in the name of your son Jesus we pray, Amen.

Pray For Dad

My father was just admitted to the hospital. He's lost 50 pounds in the last month or so. Has been experiencing debilitating pain and getting quite weak. The gave him a CT scan and saw something suspicious and gave him another. There may be a tumor.
Heavenly Father, we praise and adore your Holy Name. Father God, I lift up my father "D" (and my mother "C") to you this very moment. Lord God, if there is a tumor please deliver a healing touch. Provide Dad with the best care in every aspect available. Father, you are the author of miracles. If it be your will, provide a miracle for Dad. Let the tumor be benign and removable. Strengthen both my father and my mother during this time. Lord Jesus, your healing touch would deliver him from sickness and pain. Please provide him with a complete and expedient healing.
It is in your precious name I pray, Amen.

Welcome to the World!

This is the newest member of the family "Z"! Isn't he cute? Well, of course his grandmother would think he's adorable as she's a little biased. I have been waiting DAYS for a sneak peek at him and it finally arrived.
Welcome to the world baby boy! God bless you, you little miracle from heaven. May He protect and guide you all your days.

Love always,
Grandma

He's Here!

My grandson was born yesterday at 7:45 AM (on my sister's birthday) E or his nickname Z weighed in at 7 lbs 7 oz (exactly what his father weighed) and was 19 1/2 inches long. Welcome to the world Z! Grandma loves you!! So does God!

Happy Birthday Shenna

This is my sister "Shenna". The baby of the family (and spoiled rotten), she is also my best friend and a very loving, Christian mother. She turns (let's see...I'm 11 years older and I'm 48) 37 today! She hates that her birthday is on a "pagan holiday" but, truthfully God has perfect timing and for whatever reason He chose this day to be the day of her birth!
I'm the one who suggested her middle name and my father heard a beauty queen with the same first name. So, not only was she beautifully and wonderfully made in our mother's womb by God, but He allowed her family to chose her name! Well, her birth name anyway. Her married name is another story. LOL! I love her husband like a brother so I'm just getting a little dig in.
Happy Birthday Sis. May God Bless you today and every day of the coming year.

Surgery Success

Well, Big J had his surgery a week ago. So far, it seems to be a success. He had this funky ice machine apparatus for the first few days on his shoulder to help with swelling. It has a little motor in a cooler that you fill with ice and there are two tubes attached to a specialized bladder that is held by velcro to his shoulder. He's already trying to reduce to the pain medication and only took 2 doses yesterday. I'm believing God assisted the surgeon in repairing the damage so that he's as good or better then new when he's all healed up! The stitches come out Friday, just in time for him to go see his little brother J play a home game for parents night.
By the way, little J's team got stomped last week 48 to 7. BUT, the highlight of the evening was that the one and only touch down was made by wide receiver (you guessed it) JB!!! Caught it on the 30 yard line and ran it in for the TD. Way to go son!!

Pray for Firstborn Son

This is the son J that needs your prayer. He'll be having surgery on Tuesday (we have to go in at 6:15 AM for prep). The doctor will be repairing ligaments to his right shoulder and resetting a dislocated clavical and amion something or other. Please pray that there are no complications before, during and after the surgery. Pray for complete healing so that he can pursue his career in the automotive repair industry.
Heavenly Father, I praise you and adore you. It is your love and guidance that see me through each and every day. Lord, I lift my son to you in prayer. Be with the doctors and staff during his upcoming surgery. Father, stand watch over my boy and guide the procedure and aftercare with your skilled mastery. Diminish his pain so that he needs almost no medication afterward. Lord, draw him close to you and keep him from harm. May you grant a speedy recovery since he has to return to school in December. Place a hedge of protection around him (and all my children) and a hand of guidance upon him. Thank you for the gift of my children. Thank you for my son. I stand firm in the knowledge that you have a hand in all that we experience and good will come of even this injury. Thank you Father. I love you. It is in the sweet name of my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ, that I pray. Amen.

Prayer Warriors

All you prayer warriors come to the rescue. I have an urgent, pressing request. First, my husband and I have been quarreling non-stop for days and it's causing a great deal of strain on our already fragile marriage. Please pray for divine wisdom and intervention for BOTH of us.
Also, my son is requiring surgery for an injury to his shoulder sustained in a fall on October 11th. The surgery is Tuesday. Please pray for the operation to be a total success and for rapid healing.
My spirit is depressed and troubled, and these are not things of God. Please say prayers for me.

Check It Out

Hey, check out my True Confessions blog. Tell me what you think.

Pray for Son

My son J fell down the stairs yesterday and injured his shoulder. He has a grade 3 separation of the clavical from the (I forget the medical term...but basically the ligaments that attach the collar bone to the shoulder may have been torn). He may require surgery. And, he just told me he's leaving back to California in about two weeks.
Needless to say, Mom is concerned about his health (and feeling a little sorry for herself because another one of her chicks is leaving the nest again).
Please say a prayer for his complete healing. He's due to start back at UTI in November. Pray for financial assistance, motivation, direction and for God's will in his life.
Heavenly Father I praise your holy name. I adore all that you are and all you have given us. Right now, I pray for my son J. Touch his injury Father. I pray you would direct the physicians to the best course of action. And for my son Lord, draw the people to him who would support and surround him with Godly love and inspiration, wherever he may live. Let him find a wonderful woman of Christ to be his soulmate and may she be a teammate in the journey to draw many people to Christ with him. Bolster his self-esteem and let him see himself as you see him...perfectly created in my womb. He is smart, funny, sensitive, handsome, and giving. Lord, forgive him of his sins and wrap your arms around him to comfort him with the knowledge that You will never leave him or forsake him. These things I pray in the glorius name of my Savior, Jesus Christ. Amen.

Just Kicking Back

We were just kicking back in warm, sunny Texas the other day and I snapped a quick photo of "my boys" in conversation. From left to right is my youngest son J, my oldest son J, and my stepson B. For the most part, they get along (except the two J's tend to fight more because they are brothers and always have). There are battles of will and debates for power struggles. There are moments of testosterone overload in the midst of my confused, pre-menopausal estrogen surges. But, I thank God for bringing these young men into my life. Despite the struggles and chaos, I wouldn't have it any other way.

Senior Moments

This is my 17 year old son J. Actually, all my kids' names start with J. He is the youngest of my children (not including my stepson) and I'm having a really hard time "letting go." When he graduates, he wants to move back to California. That means ALL of my children will be far away from me. But, he will be an adult and capable of making his own decisions. I pray God has a hand in each of those decisions.
I asked if he was going to go to junior college or technical school and he said, "I'm too stupid for school Mom." It just broke my heart. He has learning disabilities, compounded by the fact that my stepson is a GATE student Gifted and Talented Education so he constantly reminds J how "easy" tests are or how "simple" reading is. My husband doesn't help matters either. He's not a very positive person, he isn't a Christian, and he has always parented in a condescending manner. So, I pray that God (who J has just recently accepted) cements Himself in my son's heart and soul (in ALL my childrens' souls) and speaks softly to him. I pray He shows him the young man He sees and not the one the world sees.
He's handsome, talented, smart, funny and a precious new babe in Christ. I love you J. Have fun your senior year! Don't let life get you down.

Happy Belated Birthday Bro

This is my Bro. His birthday was on the 27th of September. We are calendar twins. In other words, I was born 10 months after he was so for a month and a half every year we are the same age.
I love my brother. I love my sisters too, but brothers are a different flavor. From boys to men, brothers are not only the ones who taunt and irritate you, but also the ones who protect you and love you without condition.
He's had health problems and problems with love, finances, and just about everything else. But God loves him more then I do and I know he has great things in my brother's future. Not the least of which is he just celebrated his grandson's first birthday--the same day as his 49th!
I love ya' Bro. God Bless Ya!

Recovered Stolen Bike

Praise God for his intervention! My husband is a motocross enthusiast and has a couple of dirt bikes. Our shop was broken into a few months ago and one of the items stolen was the dirt bike. It was the SECOND time this particular motorcycle was stolen (it was stolen once in California and recovered by the police months later).
My husband happened to be in town working on the shop (wiring, plumbing, etc). He has been on the road for 6 weeks and took 5 days off. Since he was home, he went to pick up the boys from school after football practice. The timing was God's because they had called earlier to get picked up and when he got there they weren't ready to leave. He'd gone back to the shop after the first attempt and worked for a while until they called to be picked up again.
As he was driving to the school, he was crossing the railroad tracks near the school (a few miles from our property) when a work truck was stopped at the tracks. On the back of the truck was strapped a dirt bike which immediately caught his eye. He scrutinized the slow moving vehicle and he instantly recognized the motorcycle as his because of a bent brake handle. He followed the truck around and pulled the guy over (all the while on the phone to the police) and when the young man stopped to get out of his truck my husband said, "that motorcycle is stolen property."
The police came and verified the serial numbers. The young man will be going to jail for trespassing, breaking and entering, and grand theft. The bike needs mechanical repairs but my husband was just glad to have it back.
Had he been 2 seconds later, he never would have seen the truck or his bike. Coincidence? I think not.

And Everybody Said. . .

. . .AMEN!

Newly baptized young men on God's journey.

Baptism

On Sunday, September 17, 2006 my youngest son made a public profession of faith and accepted Jesus as his Lord and Savior. He was baptized a day before his 17th birthday. I'm so thankful for God's grace and abiding love; and for drawing J into the fold. Please pray for him in the days to come. And continue to pray for all my children who have strayed and my husband who is agnostic. But, let us rejoice together for J and my stepson B who was also baptized. Both young men are hungry to learn and I pray that God surrounds them with loving, Godly people who will instruct them by God's will and in His word.

Still Praying

Remember we have been praying for Bobby? To briefly update, he's been moved from intensive care and taken off the respirator. He had been given a tracheotomy and is now on a feeding tube. They suspect a stroke occurred but his brain swelling has finally diminished. We've prayed for a miracle and each day He grants one! We are believing the Lord will restore his body and mind completely and that he will be a vibrant witness for Christ one day. Below, his mother writes the latest update:

Bobby is doing pretty good, although I think his care was much better
in the NSICU area. They took out his Central Line today and he is not
receiving any IV fluids at this time. The only thing being given to
him is his formula (food, and salt tablets, going through his feeding
tube in his stomach. I did notice that the mucous coming out of his
trach is starting to get a yellowish, green color into it, so that
causes me a little concern that he may be getting another lung
infection (pnuemonia). The nurses are suppose to be keeping an eye on
it. Nothing more to report.

Thank you everyone for your continued prayers, positive thoughts, and
words of encouragement.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABY BOY

This is my son (with his cousin). He HATES it when I call him "my youngest" or "the baby of the family." But, it is his birth order and I'm a little sad to say that my baby turned 17 today. He's a senior this year and my heart just aches each and every day at how fast the years have zoomed by me. All my babies are grown up and it feels like I was so busy working and being stressed that I missed it.
He and his stepbrother got baptized in church yesterday and he gave he his life to the Lord. (Pictures to follow next post). For that, I'm thrilled and cried tears of joy and sang songs of praise. Please pray for both of them. Pray that their new walk is bolstered by good Christian people and heavenly truths. Pray that God puts a hedge of protection around them and a hand of guidance upon them. May He lead them to their future wives, their future careers and their future calling serving Him.
Happy Birthday J! Your Mama loves you!

Happy Belated Birthday

This is a picture of my daughter, with HER daughters (grandchildren are God's expression of pure joy) four years ago. My daughter's birthday was Saturday and I want to wish her a belated birthday on the blog so all you friends can pray for her. My granddaughters spoke to me on Saturday and said, "Grandma, why did you send Mommy a birthday card that made her cry?" I had sent her a gift and a card ... but she's been missing me and the dam of tears burst at that moment. We're friends as well as mother and daughter and I truly wish things were "as they used to be" when I lived there. I was there for any crisis, there to enjoy my grandchildren on the weekend and give her a break, there for holidays and soccer games. Now, I'm not. I'm sure there's a lesson God would have us learn during this separation, but it's difficult to endure. Most likely, it is to put God first and not get wrapped up in family until HE is the priority. Pray for us and wish Jess a Birthday when you do.

Labor Day Greetings

Here is a little trivia:
The song Rosie the Riveter was already popular when Actor Walter Pidgeon discovered the real thing--Rose Will Monroe, a Ford employee who built B-24 and B-29 bombers at the Willow Run Assembly Plant in Michigan.
Rose went on to make war bond promotional films and was the inspiration for the Rosie the Riveter poster, symbolizing all U.S. women who worked in manufacturing jobs to support the World War II effort. She passed away in 1997

The origin of Labor Day :
Because of long hours and low pay, the idea of organizing workers according to their trades propigated because of a young man named Peter McGuire. He organized a march and held meetings (to organize unions) that spread around the country. Factory workers, dock workers and tool makers all began to demand and get their rights to an eight-hour workday, a secure job and a future in their trades.

Peter McGuire and laborers in other cities planned a holiday for workers on the first Monday in September, halfway between Independence Day and Thanksgiving Day. On September 5, 1882 the first Labor Day parade was held in New York City. Twenty thousand workers marched in a parade up Broadway. They carried banners that read "LABOR CREATES ALL WEALTH," and "EIGHT HOURS FOR WORK, EIGHT HOURS FOR REST, EIGHT HOURS FOR RECREATION!" After the parade there were picnics all around the city. Workers and celebrants ate Irish stew, homemade bread and apple pie. At night, fireworks were set off. Within the next few years, the idea spread from coast to coast, and all states celebrated Labor Day. In 1894, Congress voted it a federal holiday.

Today we celebrate Labor Day with a little less fanfare on the first Monday of September. Some cities have parades and community picnics. Many politicians "kick off' their political campaigns by holding rallies on the holiday. Most Americans consider Labor Day the end of the summer, and the beaches and other popular resort areas are packed with people enjoying one last three-day weekend.

Wishing you all a relaxing, safe and wonderful holiday. I enjoy the 3 day weekend, but hate the end of summer. Especially this year. It just seemed to go by so fast...I didn't really get to enjoy it. All work and very little play.

Praying for Bobby's Miracle

My friend writes a glum and hopeless sounding update. But, won't you join me in praying for a miracle? I know that God is greater and Bobby can receive a miraculous interventive healing from our creator. Lift him up in ferverent prayer, won't you?

Good Evening Everyone,

Today was a very sobering day as the doctor had a sit down with us (me and my sister-in-law). It looks like they are going to keep him on the phentobarbital through the weekend as expected. The doctors are going to try and take him off possibly on Monday in order to see if his body will give us any type of response. There is a possibility that his inner cranial pressure has been high enough where he may have had a stroke. Once again there is no way to determine the amount of damage that was done to the brain without an MRI and they have been unable to do an MRI as he has not been medically stable enough to do one. In addition, the amount of fluids that he has been dumping through his urine is making a possibility of dehydration, and with all the medication that they have been giving him there is a possibility of kidney failure. The doctors have also told us that he has a slim/low chance of having a normal lifestyle if he is able to overcome the swelling on the brain and low blood pressure and dehydration. Chances are very strong that he would have to be on a ventilater and a feeding tube for the rest of his life. At this point they are unable to do surgery to remove a flap from his skull as he is not stable enough to go into surgery and the risks would be very high right now.

Please continue with the positive thoughts and prayers he really needs them.

Thank you,
Michelle

More on Bobby

Good Evening Everyone,

No real change today, the inner cranial pressure stayed about the same around 15 to 19. They are still having a difficult time keeping him from dumping so much fluid from his urine. They are trying to find the happy medium between keeping his inner cranial pressure down and keeping him from dehydrating himself from peeing to much.

Please keep up the positive thoughts and prayers.

Thank you,
Michelle

Father, I ask You to bless my friends, relatives and those that I care deeply for, who are reading this right now. Show them a new revelation of Your love and power. Holy Spirit, I ask You to minister to their spirit at this very moment. Where there is pain, give them Your peace and mercy. Where there is self-doubt, release a renewed confidence through Your grace. Where there is need, I ask you to fulfill their needs Bless their homes, families, finances, their goings and their comings. In Jesus' precious name. Amen.

Michelle,
Here is my own little prayer,
Love Susan

Precious Heavenly Father,
I come to you in prayer with my friends Bob and Michelle. Together, we pray in one accord and where three are gathered in your name...there you will be also. We lift up the health and welfare of Bobby to you Lord God. He is one of your beloved, one of your children. Created by you before the foundation of the world, you knew where he would be this day. We know that your word says you will not forsake him and we trust you in your infinite wisdom and holiness.
You are the master healer, physician extraordinaire and we place his care in your hands. Be with the physicians, technicians, hospital staff and specialists as they attend to his needs. Oversee every decision and medication given. Give his parents, sibling, friends and loved ones strength, faith, and hope to endure the difficult waiting period as he recuperates. Father, stand with them and give them comfort; for it is difficult to see your child helplessly laying in a hospital bed with monitors, tubes, IV's and countless other medical instruments.
Speak to Bobby in his dreams and draw him close. Give him the willpower to fight so his body will respond in the way necessary to heal completely. Grant him a full and complete recuperation Lord God...this young man has work yet to do. Your work Father.
We love you and praise you Holy Father. Thank you for the gift of children. Thank you for all that you give us each day. We pray these things in the wonderful name of our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.

Amen

Update on Bobby

It's been up and down, touch and go for our young friend Bobby. His mom writes daily and this time she had some hopeful news:

Good Evening Everyone,

Well I am moved back into the hotel. Today was a fairly good day for Bobby, his inner cranial pressure stayed between 2 -6. Then we found out he was dumping too much fluid and that was why his inner cranial pressure was so low. So the doctors put him on another fluid to retain some of the fluid and that brought his inner cranial pressure up to between 14 & 16 which is still good. The pituitary gland is what regulates your fluid retention level and right now his gland is telling his body to dump all fluids and that will cause his body to de-hydrate which is not good either. Tomorrow they are doing a trachostomy so that the ventilator will go through a hole in his neck instead of through his mouth. The doctors say that is better and gives him less of a chance of getting recurring pneumonia.

Well I think that covers everything.

Thanks again for all of your thoughts and prayers.

Michelle

Dear Father God,

Once again we come before you with praise, hope, and love. Your word tells us to lay everything at the feet of our Lord Jesus. We humbly do that now. We trust you with our very lives and it is that trust once again with which we appeal to you for the sake of Bobby. You are working on his body Father, and we ask that you continue to heal him. We also pray for his spirit Lord God. Draw him (and all those who don't know you completely) gently back to the fold. Keep us every mindful of our own walk and help us to be faithful "do-ers". Let everyone see the rainbow after the flood Father. Let those who don't know you weep with joy and adoration of the fullfillment and revelation the Holy Spirit brings.

I love you Father God. WE love you and pray together in one accord in the powerful and wonderful name of the Lord, Jesus Christ.

Amen

Bobby's Prayer Request

My friend Michelle emailed me with a prayer concern. Please pray for her son and her family.

I haven't had time to call everyone, so this was the best way I know to let everyone know what is going on with Bobby. For those that don't know Bobby was in an automobile accident early Monday morning. The car rolled 6 times and he was ejected out of the vehicle. He is at the UC Davis Medical Center in Sacramento and this is what we know so far.

He does not have any broken bones.
He does have a dislocated knee.
He does have head trauma. He is in an induced Coma to reduce the swelling of his brain and has had a line inserted in his skull to drain the fluid from his brain. He will probably stay in the induced Coma & Paralysis for the next week to try and keep his inner cranial pressure down. The doctors will try every couple of days to reduce the meds that put him in the Coma and see what the inner cranial pressure is. If they can get the inner cranial pressure stabilized than they have to evaluate how severe the damage is to his brain. He has multiple bruises on the brain so until they get the fluid and swelling down there is no way to tell what kind of damage we are talking about. If the doctors can not bring the swelling down than they will have to go to alternative measures up to and including surgery, but it does not look like we will have to go that route as his pressure is being managed with the line that was inserted in his skull.

Heavenly Father,

We come before you with praise and adoration this day. We know that you love every soul on earth beyond what we can think or comprehend. And Father, it is that love and compassion we appeal to today. We lift Bobby up to you and put his health concerns in your capable hands. Lord, give him strength and provide him with the best care as he recuperates. Grant him a full recuperation. Be with the doctors and staff that watch over him and help them make the best decisions. You are the master physician, healer, and creator. We trust in your miraculous intervention.

And Father, be with Bob, Michelle and Michael during this time. His family is concerned and worried. Bolster their faith Lord. Give them rest and peace, help them with the financial burden that is bound to arise.

We thank you in the glorious name of Jesus Christ.

Amen

What About Me?

I AM - a child of God, taking baby steps each day by His wonderful grace.
I AM THANKFUL - for God's Love and for His son, our Lord, Jesus Christ.
I SAID - I'd be an entertainer (singer) when I grew up.
I WANT - so much good and happiness for my children and grandchildren.
I WISH - I had more self control in areas of great weakness.
I MISS - my family and friends in California (and Wisconsin).
I HEAR - God speaking to me through music and song.
I WONDER - when I will truly grow up.
I REGRET - every single bad choice I made and every sin I committed.
I AM NOT - disloyal.
I DANCE - when no one is looking.
I SING - whenever I can.
I CRY - like a ninny all the time over silly sentimental things like kindergarten graduation or handmade birthday cards.
I AM NOT ALWAYS - on time, or focused.
I MAKE WITH MY HANDS - creative little scrapbooks of love, memories, and family history as a token of my heart.
I WRITE - because I can express myself with ease through written words, whereas verbally I solidify.
I CONFUSE - directions.
I NEED - to spend more time with God.
I SHOULD - lose 40 pounds.
I START - getting melancholy over the speed at which time has passed.
I LOVE - to love.

Hallmark Humor

I love the Hallmark character "Madge" and the little note to the right came to me in an email. Isn't it funny how sometimes things are just so appropriate? I'm REALLY dragging today and when a friend sent a few of "Madge's" little blurbs (courtesy Hallmark Cards) it brought a chuckle to this tired soul.

Speaking of which, they have a "tax free" weekend in Texas for school supplies and school clothes, etc. All the stores have special sales cuz' there's no tax! We just had it and I a spent fortune. Darn teenagers just keep growing! I used to love to shop...but now, I just see gobs of money slipping through my fingers and I'm exhausted at the end of the day. Then I feel guilty because I should have paid bills but the kids had needs that had to be met. I only have 2 school aged children left in the house (and of course I had to send my granddaughters' a little something for 1st grade), but it still seems like I'm borrowing from Peter to pay Paul whenever it's back to school time. There was a time when there were 4-5 in the house to buy for!!! I should be grateful.

Then, if they are in sports (like mine are) there's also sports gear and various sundries. Did God make a money tree? Cuz' if he did, I need to plant one PDQ (PRETTY DARN QUICK). No matter how hard I try to budget and save, something always happens. Like, last weekend someone broke into our building and stole a motorcycle. Again! This is the second time that motorcycle has been stolen (this time, I doubt it will be recovered).

Anyway, what do you all do when it's back-to-school time?

Flaming Hot

Oh my goodness! It has been hot here in the Southwest (and California too I'm told). I recently heard a Christian comedianne explain what living in Arizona was like. She said, "If you want to experience the Arizona heat, go home...plug in your hair dryer and stick it in your mouth!" LOL! That is exactly how it feels here in Texas right now. Every swimming pool in sight is full of kids. I must have made a dozen glasses of fresh squeezed lemonade and my mouth still feels like I ate a sandwich made of cotton balls.

What are you doing to beat the heat?

110 DEGREES!

It's 110 degrees in Northern California! We just got over 107 degrees here in Texas. But, after talking with my grandchildren today--"Mommy can't get the big pool blowed up, we have to wait for Daddy" --I decided to publish these pictures from a visit in April. It was warm then. It reminded me that we all need to bring out the inner child within and run through the sprinklers, letting the water tickle our tongue. Especially when it is 110 degrees. Not only then, but especially then. Let the grass tickle our bare feet and giggle when we get the "itchies" from it. Why? Because youth passes in an instant and we should revel in the glory of childhood. Children are most precious to God. Thank you Father for giving us children! You are worthy of all our praise.

Speaking of Christian Songs

...have you heard the relatively new Brad Paisley/Dolly Parton duet? When I Get Where I'm Going? My husband called me when it first came out (to tell me how it touched him)! There is another one by Tim McGraw (that escapes me right now) that "made sense" to him in the scheme of things. Garth Brooks (yes...I enjoy country western music, along with rock and roll, christian, some contemporary...I'm a lover of music) Some of God's Greatest Gifts (Are Unanswered Prayers).

Speaking of prayers, please pray for my husband. (His parents named him because a prophet told them when his mother was pregnant that she would have a son who would one day bring many to Christ). He feels like "he spent enough time in church as a kid" that he "paid his dues." And, "Why does God let bad things happen to good people?" "Why does He let babies die?" Or, "Why is His son more important then mine?" (Teardrop)

That just brings Richard Mullin's song Creed to mind. "I believe in God the Father, almighty maker of heaven and maker of earth... and in Jesus Christ His only begotten Son our Lord..." ..."And I believe what I believe, it's what makes me what I am...I did not make it, no it is making me, it is the very truth of God not the invention of any man."

I believe.

Sending Up a Thank You

Was just listening to a cd by the late Richard Mullins. I love this particular cd. Every single song on it is salve to my soul. I love to sing and don't do it enough anymore. (My husband is not a believer and doesn't like Christian music or gospel). Whenever he is gone, Mercy Me, Casting Crowns...and soon Steve Sporre's cd are in my computer playing! Some of my favorites from Richard such as Sing Your Praise to the Lord, Our God is an Awesome God, Screen Door come to me when I'm having a hard day or feeling challenged by the world.

I just want to send up a thank you for blessing us with your talent Richard, and for drawing us closer to God. Truly, you are and have always been one of His angels Richard! We miss you and can't wait to hear you sing again one day!

Our God IS an awesome God, He reigns from heaven above with wisdom, power, and love...our God is an awesome God!!!!!

Amen

Fish N Chips Anyone?

A snapshot of me and my brother-in-law and sister at a local festival on one of the great lakes. Ya' can't beat the fish and chips when it's lake perch! Notice I'm drinking a beverage indigenous to the area while the youngin's are enjoying a Mike's Hard Lemonade. We all imbibe about once a year (we're light weights). No offense to those who battle substance or alcohol abuse. I might have had a problem years ago, but when I had my daughter...it changed everything. The last time I was drunk she was 11 months old and she is 29 now. I haven't had more then 1 or 2 drinks a year because alcoholism runs in my family. It was one struggle God gifted me with strength enough to avoid.

The weather was 98 degrees that day and even the almost non-existent breeze from the lake didn't offer comfort from the heat and humidity. We were dripping perspiration just sitting still! My old joints were aching and by the end of the day, my hip hurt so bad my brother-in-law had to literally pull my leg! I could barely walk. Folks, it really is all down hill after 40! Just kidding. I usually don't have any problems, but for some reason I must have had a virus or something that attacked my joints that week. Any who...if I haven't already said so, I had a blast visiting family recently. Will have to wear out my welcome and do it again soon.

COUSINS

Here are five cousins. My cousin P is in the purple shirt. She is one of SEVEN cousins from my Aunt C (my mother's twin sister). My sister J is the "short one" ;-) and this was taken in her yard. My sister "Shenna" is next to me and my bro "B" is in the back. Sort of a small family reunion since I haven't seen this cousin in over 10 years!

I Got All My Sisters With Me

We are
F-A-M-I-L-Y,
get up everybody and sing! Me and the sistas' during a recent visit. Notice the baby of the family to my right (Shenna), I'm in the middle (wearing light blue) and J is to my left. Nothing like sisters folks. They are the only people on earth who truly understand EVERYTHING there is about you, and put up with you anyway. God blessed me with two beautiful sisters and great friends too. I love my sisters. I am who I am because of them.

30th Reunion

My bro and I recently attended our 30 year high school reunion. Yup, PWHS class of 1976. No, we're not twins...he's 10 months older then me. We are twins for about a month and a half. NONE of our friends were there, so it was a little disappointing. But, we did bump into classmates (had to look at the nametags before we could recognize them) and mingled a bit. Swapped a few stories, caught up on the local gossip. It was great. "Those were the days my friend, we thought they'd never end."

We left early and went to my brother's house for a tour. Then, stopped off at my nephew's house and kissed my great nephew. Was great to be back home with the "rents" and sisters too.

THE DASH

I'm Glad You're In My Dash

I read of a man who stood to speak
At the funeral of a friend.
He referred to the dates on her tombstone,
From the beginning...to the end.

He noted that first came her date of birth
And spoke the following date with tears,
But he said what mattered most of all
Was the dash between those years.

(1934 - 1998)

For that dash represents all the time
That she spent alive on earth...
And now only those who loved her,
Know what that little line is worth.

For it matters not, how much we own;
The cars...the house...the cash,
What matters is how we live and love
And how we spend our dash.

So think about this long and hard...
Are there things you'd like to change?
For you never know how much time is left,
That can still be rearranged.

If we could just slow down enough
To consider what's true and real,
And always try to understand
The way other people feel

And be less quick to anger,
And show appreciation more
And love the people in our lives
Like we've never loved before.

If we treat each other with respect,
And more often wear a smile..
Remembering that this special dash
Might only last a little while.

So, when your eulogy's being read
With your life's actions to rehash...
Would you be proud of the things they say
About how you spend your dash?

You are truly special and unique.
I'm glad that you're in my life and part of my dash.
Share this with those you care about,
From my dash to yours.

LAUGH LONG, LIVE LONG,
YESTERDAY IS HISTORY
TOMORROW IS A MYSTERY
TODAY IS A GIFT. . .
THAT'S WHY THEY CALL IT
THE PRESENT.

God Bless You!!!

Rest in Him

Received this via email from a friend:

Thought this was good and great reminder to take time for God daily.....love to you all.....
dont forget to say a prayer for this mission today!!!

Blessing to you today, Susan

M. Maketime to seek Jesus daily
E. Ease into a routine.
E. Expect more from yourself.
T. Teachable. Always be ready to learn.

From: Proverbs31devotions@comcast.net

To: "Devotions"
Subject: [devotions] 6-28/Encouragement for Today
Date: Wed, 28 Jun 2006 08:41:23 -0500
June 28, 2006

"Be Still and Know"
Van Walton

Proverbs 31 Speaker Team Member, Director of Hispanic Ministries

Key Verse:
Psalm 46:10a, "Cease striving and know that I am God." (NASB)

Devotion: I find it hard to accept the fact that relaxing and reveling in life by simply resting and being still is an acceptable activity. What about you? Do you easily take time out from your busy schedule to sit before the Lord, ask Him to speak, enjoy the works of His hands, rest in Him, and delight in the blessings He has so generously poured on you? If you are like so many busy women today, carving out time to sit quietly or romp around seizing the day is not a priority.

Early in the spring, I stepped out into my yard to clear out what the last frost of the fall had destroyed. Working in flower beds, around bushes, by the fence, and next to my front porch I cleared, pruned, and tidied. I brought out the bird baths and scrubbed them down. Then I returned my concrete pieces of yard art to their specified places, filled with water. I did the same with bird feeders, filling them with thistle seed, sunflower kernels, safflower, and wild bird mixture. I ended my day by planting a few of the latest selections from my favorite garden center, and digging up and separating various grasses and lilies. When I finished, I slowly straightened my bent over body, working the stiffness from my wintered joints. There I stood in my back yard. Slowly I turned and surveyed my work. It looked good and I was pleased.
Going inside, I poured myself a glass of lemonade and returned to the fresh air of the outdoors. My favorite lawn chair beckoned so I kicked off my shoes, threw my legs up on the cushions, and put my head back to enjoy the little world I had developed.

It dawned on me that just as God had declared that His work was good, so I had found delight in my creative work. I liked the appearance of my surroundings. God rested after His work in Eden. I certainly was enjoying my brief moment, but in less than 5 minutes my body rebelled! I found, that no matter how I longed to commune with the One Who had brought me to this garden, I could not nail myself to the chaise on which I was relaxing. Finishing my refreshing drink, I stood up, stretched and moved on.

The following morning, even before the earliest rays of sunshine penetrated my sleep, I heard the songs of birds. Each little creature had his own song to sing.

I heard sharp chirps and melodious whistles. One little bird sat on a branch outside my window and serenaded me with all he had. After several minutes, his vigorous voice drew me to the window where I spotted him. As he sang, his little throat pulsed in and out, feathers ruffled, beak wide open, head held high. On and on he sang. This little guy's pitch was perfect. I noticed that the chirpers and the crowers were not intimidated, though. They did not stop their singing because there were others in the choir whose voices were more melodious.

While I listened to him and his fellow feathered friends I surveyed the work I had accomplished the previous day. A cardinal sat on a bird feeder. Robins poked around the freshly turned soil. Little wrens flew in and out of my fancy bird house. Blue jays took turns splashing in the bird bath. Clearly the flying fellows in this small lot on planet earth had no trouble basking in the garden where I had spent my time creating and developing a lovely retreat.

I stepped outside to join my 'neighbors' and participate in their praises. As I did so, God reminded me, through my own sense of delight, that it is good to enjoy and savor my Father's provisions. I felt a sense of satisfaction and joy; the birds' obvious pleasure honored and affirmed me.

I sensed God whisper: "Consider the birds of the air. They thrill in the results of your labor and by so doing, they deeply gratify you." "Child," my Father murmured, "gratify me with praise. I created earth for your pleasure. Bask in my presence. Be still and know that I am He who watches and delights while you revel in that which I have created for you."
Next time you feel a tug to sit and rest or a nudge to slow down and savor the world around you, gratify God. Do it! You will honor Him and the work of His hands. He created earth and placed you here to "take delight in the Lord." (Psalm 37:4)

My Prayer for Today:
My Father, My Creator, Your beauty is reflected here on earth in everything You created. You invite me to experience the garden, knowing I have to slow down in order to do so. Help me accept that quiet time spent with You is a good and healthy activity. Thank you, Lord for the beautiful gift of life and nature. I ask this in Jesus' Name, Amen.

Application Steps:
Read Genesis 1 - 2:21, John 14:1-4, Revelation 21:1-3; 21:9-22:2
In each of these passages God reminds me that He wants to prepare a marvelous place for me. What are the similarities in each of these three scripture readings?
Two of the greatest kings in the Hebrew nation, David and Solomon, wrote beautiful poetry and lengthy praise songs. I learn two things from their writings: 1) They knew God. 2) They didn't mind spending the necessary time needed to praise him and write about His glory. If they, in the midst of their royal duties, took time to enjoy God and tell Him so, then shouldn't I do the same?

Reflection Points:
Is my life characterized by a constant state of busyness or am I able to enjoy the presence of God on a regular basis?
Is there room in my daily schedule to spend more time with God, so I might learn more about my Father?
Do I want to have a deeper relationship with God the Father, Son and Holy Spirit?

Power Verses:
Job 22:26-27, "Surely then you will find delight in the Almighty and will lift up your face to God. You will pray to him, and he will hear you, and you will fulfill your vows." (NIV)
Psalm 24:1, "The earth is the LORD's, and everything in it, the world, and all who live in it." (NIV)
James 4:8a, "Draw near to God, and he will draw near to you." (ESV)

Additional resources:
· Becoming a Woman who Listens to God, by Sharon Jaynes
· Breathe, by Keri Wyatt Kent
· What Happens when Women Walk in Faith, by Lysa TerKeurst

Love In Pure Form

I just remembered an evening about a year ago when God showed me Love In Pure Form. I had flown in and was visiting with my granddaughters for the week and sleeping on their bottom bunk bed. (It was the night before I had to leave). They were 5 and sharing the top bunk. I miss them and worry about them, and I know they probably have been to church only the 1/2 dozen times I took them before I moved away. I worry about their spirituality and wonder if they know about Jesus or God. I had flashbacks of my own son (at about their age) going to church for the first time at Christmas and saying, "Who are Mary and Joseph? Who is Jesus?" Tears, buckets of tears. Anyway, I said, "Do you want to say a bedtime prayer with Grandma?" I started to recite, "Now I lay me down to sleep..." Grace said (yes, they are twins named Faith and Grace) "I pray the Lord my soul to keep..." I was shocked, and thrilled, and with great surprise said, "How do you know that prayer?" She said, "C (her little brother) has a teddy bear that says it. Do you want me to go get it?" I said, "No." But, we finished our prayer.

Suddenly, it was clear to me that He loves them even more then I do! I mean bright light clear. How foolish I was to think that my prayers, my love, my hopes and dreams for them could even compare to His! Like I was their only lifeline to Him! (I'm so ignorant and gullible and mortal sometimes. I feel as if my brain is stuffed with cotton fluff). He told me, in that moment, without words; He will take care of them, protect them, guide them, and love them. My love for them is immeasurable and His surpasses understanding! He blessed me with children and grandchildren, and He blessed me with a glimpse of Love In Pure Form. It was so cleansing and humbling...all I could do was cry. Buckets and buckets and buckets of tears. Happy tears. For a good hour. I felt enveloped in the most beautiful expression of love anyone could ever hope to experience!

My Head Hurts

My head always hurts. I have a headache 4 out of 7 days a week. Sometimes, it's a full blown migraine. I have no idea why. Sometimes, I think it is a hormone imbalance...other days I know it's sinus/allergy, plus I have a degenerative disc in my neck and I know it (and my back) are out of alignment, still other times it's stress. I'm sick of headaches. Sick of them! I hate them. They are all consuming. Like they have a life of their own. No fun. Paralyzing. They make me cranky. Going to work and popping tylenol or asprin or advil every 3-4 hours (I push it on really bad days and take them an hour early), is a pathetic existence. My husband thinks I'm hypochondriac "like my mother". I'm nothing like my mother in that respect. But, his intolerance for "weakness" and "imperfection" only bring on more headaches. Sometimes, I wish God would just bring me home so I would never again have another headache.

Electric Light Parade

Have any of you ever been to Disneyland? It's Disney's 50 year anniversary this year, so after the Electric Light Parade (a nightly tradition at Disneyland...just an hour before closing they parade through the park with all kinds of "floats" made from thousands of lights) they also have fireworks. It was breathtaking! No matter how many pictures I tried to take, they just didn't do it justice. The light parade makes it a truly "magical" experience for kids and adults alike. It has synthesizers too and the people on or "in" the floats "interact" with the audience. I recommend it to almost everybody! Bring out the child in yourself!

Going on Rides

The kids had no problem on the kiddie rides. F even went on some big people rides (G got scared on Space Mountain and wouldn't go back on). But, Grandma braved the big ferris wheel for their sake. Here is J with the kids on one of their roller coasters. The lines are always horrible though. Especially for favorites like Splash Mountain! They accidentally took both the girls on this hotel terror ride and they ran off crying to Grandma...F says, "those people are NOT normal"!

DISNEYLAND VISIT

We had a wonderful time with the grandbabies at Disneyland in Anaheim. My grandson was a little young, but my granddaughters were the perfect age for it! I wish EVERY child could experience it once in their lifetime. I thank God that I was blessed by my husband and got to experience it with them (and my daughter/their mommy)!

Prayer Request

My cousin B and his wife were in a motorcycle accident and hurt badly in Green Bay. They are now out of ICU, but your prayers for a complete and speedy recovery are urgently needed. His mother and father, (my aunt and uncle-obviously), need prayer for health concerns as well.

My sister and I have had a disagreement and I would ask your prayers for healing and understanding in the hearts of both. Also, for direction and guidance over the issue that first began the disagreement. Lord, have your will and your way prevail in the outcome with clarity and peace as well as forgiveness for both.

Heavenly father, I lift all these things to you in solemn prayer. I praise you for your love and healing touch; may you heal/repair/strengthen my family in every way. It's easy for the carnal mind to get caught up in emotions and stress, to become muddled with anger and petty grudges. Release me from these negative holds and crush the advesary beneath your feet. Forgive my indiscretions and hold me close Father.

These things I pray in the name of our Savior, Jesus Christ.

Amen

Ma and Pa

I just wanted to say how much I treasure my Mom and Dad (we call them Ma and Pa...after an old family show Ma & Pa Kettle, a term of endearment). As they approach their golden wedding anniversary I've come to realize how much I've taken their presence for granted. I love them with all my heart and instinctively count on them "being there" whenever I need them. But, as I age and they age mortality suddenly comes to the forefront. And even though we share in the love of Jesus Christ--we'll be together in heaven one day--I still cherish the moments I have now! I'm endeavoring to call and visit more often then in years past, because despite all the problems or history we may have as a family I KNOW how much they love me and they know how much I love them. Thank you Lord, for giving me my parents. Bless them and keep them close to you always.

Milestone Anniversary

My parents will celebrate their 50th Wedding anniversary in January. That's a milestone! Not many people make it that far anymore. My sister put out a request for gift ideas and I'm copying the plea. We're on a very tight budget with little to spare and I'm afraid a big bash will be out of the question. But, I wanted to do something heartfelt and personal for them...so they would know the family is celebrating with them in spirit, even if we can't be there in person. I mean, there's always the traditional little gifts of gold, but I was hoping for something creative that just the two of them could do. Perhaps even a little romantic? Any suggestions?

Hollywood Heros

This came to me via email, and I couldn't copy the photos of the actors. But it's very interesting!

Alec Guinness (Star Wars~Bridge over the River Kwai) operated a British Royal Navy landing craft on D-Day.

James Doohan ("Scotty" on Star Trek) landed in Normandy with the U. S. Army on D-Day.

Donald Pleasance (The Great Escape) really was an R. A. F. pilot who was shot down, held prisoner and tortured by the Germans.

David Niven was a Sandhurst graduate and Lt. Colonel of the British Commandos in Normandy.

James Stewart Entered the Army Air Force as a private and worked his way to the rank of Colonel. During World War II, Stewart served as a bomber pilot, his service record crediting him with leading more than 20 missions over Germany, and taking part in hundreds of air strikes during his tour of duty.

Stewart earned the Air Medal, the Distinguished Flying Cross, France's Croix de Guerre,and 7 Battle Stars during World War II.

In peace time, Stewart continued to be an active member of the Air Force as a reservist, reaching the rank of Brigadier General before retiring in the late 1950's.

Clark Gable (Mega-Movie Star when war broke out) Although he was beyond the draft age at the time the U.S. entered WW II. Clark Gable enlisted as a private in the AAF on Aug. 12, 1942 at Los Angeles. He attended the Officers' Candidate School at Miami Beach, Fla. and graduated as a second lieutenant on Oct. 28, 1942. He then attended aerial gunnery school and in Feb. 1943 he was assigned to the 351st Bomb Group at Polebrook where flew operational missions over Europe in B-17s.

Capt. Gable returned to the U.S. in Oct. 1943 and was relieved from active duty as a major on Jun. 12, 1944 at his own request, since he was over-age for combat.

Charlton Heston was an Army Air Corps Sergeant in Kodiak.

Earnest Borgnine was a U. S. Navy Gunners Mate 1935-1945.


Charles Durning was a U. S. Army Ranger at Normandy earning a Silver Star and awarded the Purple Heart.

Charles Bronson was a tail gunner in the Army Air Corps, more specifically on B-29s in the 20th Air Force out of Guam, Tinian, and Saipan.

George C. Scott was a decorated U. S. Marine.

Eddie Albert (Green Acres TV) was awarded a Bronze Star for his heroic action as a U. S. Naval officer aiding Marines at the horrific battle on the island of Tarawa in the Pacific Nov. 1943.

Brian Keith served as a U.S. Marine rear gunner in several actions against the Japanese on Rabaul in the Pacific.

Lee Marvin was a U.S. Marine on Saipan during the Marianas campaign when he was wounded earning the Purple Heart.

John Russell: In 1942, he enlisted in the Marine Corps where he received a battlefield commission and was wounded and highly decorated for valor at Guadalcanal.

Robert Ryan was a U.S. Marine who served with the OSS in Yugoslavia.

Tyrone Power (an established movie star when Pearl Harbor was bombed) joined the US. . Marines, was a pilot flying supplies into, and wounded Marines out of, Iwo Jima and Okinawa.

Audie Murphy, little 5'5" tall 110 pound guy from Bay City, Texas who played cowboy parts?

Most decorated serviceman of WWII and earned: Medal of Honor, Distinguished Service Cross, 2 Silver Star Medals, Legion of Merit, 2 Bronze Star Medals with "V", 2 Purple Hearts, U.S. Army Outstanding Civilian Service Medal, Good Conduct Medal, 2 Distinguished Unit Emblems, American Campaign Medal, European-African-Middle Eastern Campaign Medal with One Silver Star, Four Bronze Service Stars (representing nine campaigns) and one Bronze Arrowhead (representing assault landing at Sicily and Southern France) World War II Victory Medal Army of Occupation Medal with Germany Clasp, Armed Forces Reserve Medal, Combat Infantry Badge, Marksman Badge with Rifle Bar, Expert Badge with Bayonet Bar, French Fourragere in Colors of the Croix de Guerre, French Legion of Honor, Grade of Chevalier, French Croix de Guerre With Silver Star, French Croix de Guerre with Palm, Medal of Liberated France, Belgian Croix de Guerre 1940 Palm.

So how do you feel the real heroes of the silver screen acted when compared to the hollywonks today who spray out anti-American drivel as they bite the hand that feeds them? Can you imagine these stars of yesteryear saying they hate our flag, making anti-war speeches, marching in anti-American parades and saying they hate our president? I thought not, neither did I!

The Testosterone Twins

Here are the testosterone twins. J (on the left) is 16 and B (on the right with one of his "pet" reptiles) is 15. J is my son and B is my stepson. They have to share a room and it is driving me crazy! Two teenagers in one room (and stepbrothers to boot) is enough to drive General Patton into a deep depression! When my other two sons were home and there were FOUR boys and my husband in the house, I would literally "escape" to my daughter's house for an estrogen fix. I ache for those days.
But, seriously, it's a difficult world for teenagers these days. Politics, drugs, television and video game influences...dysfunctional backgrounds from single parent households. And that's just the tip of the iceberg. We should be in prayer daily for our children, that's a given. But, we should also pray for their friends, teachers, neighbors, government leaders, and that they find God's purpose in their life. Lord, I pray that you surround our children with a hedge of protection and place a hand of guidance upon them. May they know you and love you completely, and may they meet people and make friends who would do the same. Help them find the mate YOU have chosen for them in the future. Lord God, we give their future over to you...for it is beyond our capability. Help us to be the parents you desire us to be. Thank you for being the omnipotent and omnipresent God that you are. These things we pray in His holy name, Amen.

Sunshine!

Sunshine always picks up my spirits. I've really been in a slump and kinda' down. But, the longer days and warm weather -along with the sunshine- help me trudge on. Thanks for summer God!

Vacation was Fun

BEFORE I make the decision to check out for good, I thought I'd share a photo from my recent vacation back "home" in California. This is me with my daughter and grandkids. The twins had gotten sick (G had 103 fever for 3 days and F was down for 1), but it was still fun just to be with them. My husband delivered a load nearby and we took a few hours to go to the zoo. 9 days just isn't enough when your heart is still planted there.

Checking Out

I'm seriously considering checking out of the blog business. It's supposed to be an online journal of sorts. My life is rather dull, pretty boring, and when there is some monumental piece to write...it's usually due to some catastrophe or calamity that just depresses everyone who reads it (and me even more then I already am). It's fun to share and see the lives of others (even when there is sadness and loss, it feels good to pray for the lives of brothers and sisters in Christ). But, I just don't look at it all that often and rarely if ever get comments or ideas or encouragement from anyone other then my sister or niece.

When Your Hut's on Fire....

The only survivor of a shipwreck was washed up on a small, uninhabited
island. He prayed feverishly for God to rescue him. Every day he scanned
the horizon for help, but none seemed forthcoming. Exhausted, he eventually
managed to build a little hut out of driftwood to protect himself from the
elements, and to store his few possessions.

One day, after scavenging for food, he arrived home to find his little hut
in flames, with smoke rolling up to the sky. He felt the worst had
happened, and everything was lost. He was stunned with disbelief, grief,
and anger. He cried out, "God! How could you do this to me?"

Early the next day, he was awakened by the sound of a ship approaching the
island! It had come to rescue him! "How did you know I was here?" asked the
weary man of his rescuers.

"We saw your smoke signal," they replied.

The Moral of This Story: It's easy to get discouraged when things are going
bad, but we shouldn't lose heart, because God is at work in our lives, even
in the midst of our pain and suffering. Remember that the next time your
little hut seems to be burning to the ground. It just may be a smoke signal
that summons the Grace of God.

P.S. You may want to consider sharing/passing this on, because you never know who
feels as if their hut is on fire today.

Fly Away

EEEEEEeeeeeHAAAAaaawwww! I get to fly away to sunny California for an 8 day visit. I'm so excited I can hardly stand it. I miss my kids and grandkids so much it actually hurts. I've gained weight and gotten depressed in recent months because of the loneliness. My husband is upset with me though, because I'll be gone for our anniversary. Originally, I had planned to take the days off to celebrate our anniversary. But, when it looked like he wasn't going to be able to get off, I asked if he had plans. He said no...but I guess he had a surprise in mind. He has a valid point , and cause to be upset. I AM being very selfish by going without him (he's on the road driving semi). But, a secret part of me hoped he would think of it as his anniversary present to me. He didn't. He resents it and now I can't wait to fly away even more, just to escape the barrage of verbal criticisms I'm getting on the phone. He makes me feel so guilty I feel like the worst wife in the world. Besides, he always manages to get a load out that way and visit for a few days with me (which will probably be the case again), but he is unforgiving. I just hope it doesn't spoil my visit.

More Devotionals

As Good Friday approaches and Easter Sunday is days away, I enjoy sharing these devotionals with you. Praise our Lord the risen Savior!

Scripture:"...as labor pains upon a pregnant woman."

Devotional: We have talked about this before. Once labor pains begin, the only become more intense and more frequent. The word is warning us here of the last days. The word says it will be like a thief in the night. We have heard that before, but in this context, to those of us in Christ, the day should not overtake us as a thief. Why? We live in the light. Not darkness. We are watchers. We are not asleep. We are not drunk. We are alert. We are suited up for the day of Christ coming to get us, OR us going to get Him. Either way, we win! We have seen many trials and tribulations in our world as of late. Tsunami's, hurricanes, earthquakes, terrorism, devastating fires, and the list goes on. The earth is groaning and alerting us to the day approaching. As destruction becomes more and more frequent, be a child of the light. Don't let the day take you off-guard. Even the things that await you today, this week, and the remainder of this year, be alert to what God is doing in you and around you. When sudden destruction comes.. "they" will not escape. As you see the world celebrate their sin. As you watch those around you enjoy the pleasures of this world. Pray for them. Their time is short. One way or another their time is short. Either their days of submitting to satan are about to be over, or they are on a countdown with an encounter with sudden destruction. You may feel foolish at times for what you see that others scoff at. Know this the scoffers have their appointment. That day will come like a thief. You however are not appointed to wrath. Jesus is our escape from the wrath to come. Watch the birth pangs as they become more intense and more frequent... know that the King is coming!

Prayer:That your eyes will be open to the things going on around you.

Reading:1 Thessalonians 5:1-12 ...read entire scripture.

One More Devotional

Scripture:
Acts 1:9-14 ...read entire scripture.

Summary:
"...why do you stand here gazing up into heaven"

Devotional:
Yes Jesus is coming soon, but what are you and I to do about it. The disciples here were standing and gazing into heaven. I mean, can you really blame them. After all the Man Jesus, who they had seen crucified, laid in a tomb, resurrected, appearing on an off to them, now speaks to them for one last time. Right in front of their eyes he physically is taken up into a cloud. Remarkable stuff. Then two men in white apparel... hmmm, I wonder who they could be? Either angels, painters, ice cream salesmen or...Col. Sanders (those are about the only people I know who wear white all the time). My belief is they were angles, told them to snap out of it.. Jesus would be back, and He would come back in the same manner He left..... in a cloud. They were given the news right then. He was not gone a few seconds and a promise of His return was given. So what did the disciples do. They stopped gazing, or looking with their EYES and began to prepare and LOOK with their HEART through PRAYER. They also got busy with the last command Jesus gave to them and that was loving each other and reaching the world.I think it would be a good idea if we did the same thing. Look (watch) for His return through prayer, and give ourself to the great commission. Our assignment is to be about the Father's business.Jesus is coming.... but we must see Him with our heart before we see Him with our eyes. We must receive Him in our heart before He is received again on earth. Jesus is coming.... can you SEE it??

Prayer:
To keep our eyes on Jesus

A Devotional from a Friend

Scripture:
"...redeeming the time, because the days are evil"

Devotional:
Most everyone reading this know of someone that should have had another day, week, month or year. If we could we would have had one more day with them. In some cases we did not know that last day would was going to be the last. The last time we would see that person in this life. Time is an important commodity. No one knows how much we have. We have already learned that life is a vapor... its here and it gone. Not only concerning death do we realize time is short. How many dads have walked their daughter wondering where the time went. How many moms see their little boys becoming men and wish they could hold their baby in their arms.... one more day. To be honest as I sit and write this tears are coming to my eyes because I realize either by death or by life, our time with each other is all to short. The word "redeem" in this scripture means to buy back. We can not actually buy back time with the people we love. People are only in our lives for a certain time. We only have so many moments with each other. But what if we looked at today as if we got it back. Suppose that a person you knew that you needed to share the gospel with moved, or worse ... died tomorrow. If you could buy back another day with that person. What would you do with it? Well, today is that day. The days are evil folks. Our time with our children are important. We only have so long to get them in church, rooted and grounded in the faith. Some only have so many opportunities to get in a right relationship with God. Lets wake up! Get ready, and make the most of this opportunity that has been given to us..... TODAY!

Prayer:
Strength to make the most of today

Reading:
Ephesians 5:8-21 ...read entire scripture.

Paul Harvey

Here is a pretty neat little thing
from Paul Harvey.

Paul Harvey Writes:

We tried so hard to make things better for our kids that we made them worse. For my grandchildren, I'd like better.

I'd really like for them to know about hand me down clothes and homemade ice cream and leftover meat loaf sandwiches. I really would.

I hope you learn humility by being humiliated, and that you learn honesty by being cheated.
I hope you learn to make your own bed and mow the lawn and wash the car.
And I really hope nobody gives you a brand new car when you are sixteen.

It will be good if at least one time you can see puppies born and your old dog put to sleep.

I hope you get a black eye fighting for something you believe in.

I hope you have to share a bedroom with your younger brother/sister. And it's all right if you have to draw a line down the middle of the room,but when he wants to crawl under the covers with you because he's scared, I hope you let him.

When you want to see a movie and your little brother/sister wants to tag along, I hope you'll let him/her.

I hope you have to walk uphill to school with your friends and that you live in a town where you can do it safely.

On rainy days when you have to catch a ride, I hope you don't ask your driver to drop you two blocks away so you won't be seen riding with someone as uncool as your Mom.

If you want a slingshot, I hope your Dad teaches you how to make one instead of buying one.
I hope you learn to dig in the dirt and read books.

When you learn to use computers, I hope you also learn to add and subtract in your head.

I hope you get teased by your friends when you have your first crush on a boy\girl, and when you talk back to your mother that you learn what ivory soap tastes like.

May you skin your knee climbing a mountain, burn your hand on a stove and stick your tongue on a frozen flagpole.

I don't care if you try a beer once, but I hope you don't like it. And if a friend offers you dope or a joint, I hope you realize he is not your friend.

I sure hope you make time to sit on a porch with your Grandma/Grandpa and go fishing with your Uncle.

May you feel sorrow at a funeral and joy during the holidays.

I hope your mother punishes you when you throw a baseball through your neighbor's window and that she hugs you and kisses you at Hannukah/Christmas time when you give her a plaster mold of your hand.

These things I wish for you - tough times and disappointment, hard work and happiness. To me, it's the only way to appreciate life.

Written with a pen. Sealed with a kiss. I'm here for you. And if I die before you do, I'll go to heaven and wait for you.

From Blonde to Brunette

My husband has been bugging me to dye my hair brunette for years. So, as an early anniversary present ... I surprised him and did it. I've been a blonde my whole life (except one time years ago when my beautician messed up). I HATE IT. I didn't like it then and I don't like it now. My son hates it. My stepson said it "isn't that different". I hope it really washes out after 20 washings like it says on the box. My husband hasn't even seen it yet. He'll be home tomorrow or the next day. I hope he enjoys his brief stint with a brunette ... because I'm going back to blonde SOON. (Before I go back home to California for a visit in 3 weeks)!!

10 Roses

LaWana Dorsett wrote: When we come to the edge of the light we know, and are about to step off into the darkness of the unknown, of this we can be sure ... either God will provide something solid to stand on or we will be taught to fly.

10 Roses

I give these roses to you because you are a special person! Each rose symbolizes a special wish from me to you.

One Rose for Long Friendship
One Rose for Unconditional Love
One Rose For Financial Wealth
One for Everlasting Happiness
One for Success
One for Knowledge
One for Beauty, inner and outer
One for Family
One for Honesty
And the last one for a long and healthy life!

Hockey Game

I saw my first ever hockey game last night. Dallas Stars vs. Anaheim Mighty Ducks. Since I'm a Californian ... I was rooting for Anaheim in a stadium FULL of Dallas Stars fans. But, it was fun. I'm glad I got to experience a "live" hockey game. There was only 3 or 4 fights (which I guess is hardly any). I can't ice skate AT ALL, so I admire the skill it takes to skate all over the ice and control the puck. It was like watching soccer on ice skates. Unfortuantely, my team lost. The score was Dallas 2, Anaheim 1. Oh well!

Story of the Week

A farmer had some puppies he needed to sell. He painted a sign advertising the 4 pups. And set about nailing it to a post on the edge of his yard. As he was driving the last nail into the post, he felt a tug on his overalls. He looked down into the eyes of a little boy. "Mister," he said, "I want to buy "one of your puppies." "Well," said the farmer, as he rubbed the sweat of the back of his neck, "These puppies come from fine parents and cost a good deal of money. "The boy dropped his head for a moment. Then reaching deep into his pocket, he pulled out a handful of change and held it up to the farmer. "I've got thirty-nine cents. Is that enough to take a look?" "Sure," said the farmer. And with that he let out a whistle. "Here, Dolly!" he called. Out from the doghouse and down the ramp ran Dolly followed by five little balls of fur. The little boy pressed his face against the chain link fence. His eyes danced with delight. As the dogs made their way to the fence, the little boy noticed something else stirring inside the doghouse. Slowly another little ball appeared, this one noticeably smaller. Down the ramp it slid. Then in a somewhat awkward manner, the little pup began hobbling toward the others, doing its best to catch up...."I want that one," the little boy said, pointing to the runt. The farmer knelt down at the boy's side and said, "Son, you don't want that puppy. He will never be able to run and play with you like these other dogs would." With that the little boy stepped back from the fence, reached down, and began rolling up one leg of his trousers. In doing so he revealed a steel brace running down both sides of his leg attaching itself to a specially made shoe. Looking back up at the farmer, he said, "You see sir, I don't run too well myself, and he will need someone who understands."With tears in his eyes, the farmer reached down and picked up the little pup. Holding it carefully he handed it to the little boy. "How much?" asked the little boy. "No charge,"answered the farmer, "There's no charge for love."

Visiting

My friend and I visited with her sister and I realized the importance of maintaining family relationships and ties. My family is very important to me. My sister (and my daughter) is my best friend (bar none). Too often we get devoured by the stresses and struggles of daily life. We forget to make the effort to strengthen the bond...with our family AND our friends. It's a rare few that get to live right next door to friends and family. The television version of Mom and Pop living across the street, stopping by or coming to dinner every day is a thing of the past. It saddens me that our society has become so driven for success, fame and fortune that our family and children are low on the priority list. In retrospect, I'm frustrated with myself for getting caught up in the quagmire. Imagine how it saddens our heavenly Father when we treat him with the same indifference with which we treat each other? I pray for forgiveness and the opportunity to strengthen ALL of those relationships that need reparation!

Austin and San Antonio Visit

A friend took me on a weekend road trip to visit her friends and one of her siblings in Austin and San Antonio. On the way back, we stopped at a neat little antique store. Behind the store was an Episcopal Chapel made from antique wood and brick (and it had antique stained glass windows, pews, and various religious artifacts within). With Easter upon us and the events leading up to the Resurrection, I thought it fitting to share the photos with you. It was a fun weekend and an excellent way to wrap up a weekend of "firsts".