I came across a video today on a favorite blog that shook me up. My husband and I have been struggling with the idea of yet another Christmas where we spend a lot of money on things that no one needs. And yet, we love Christmas!
http://www.adventconspiracy.org/
Click on the cream colored box to the right that says " Lack of." Let me know if your family decides to do this. What are we giving our Lord this year? Much to think about.
Monday, November 17, 2008
Saturday, September 6, 2008
New school year craziness
Well, we started our new school year with a bang with Gustov bringing wind, rain, coastal flooding, but basically doing very little damage. We spent the day getting oriented and watching the sky. We were very grateful that we missed the worst. Nightmares of Katrina made us a little edgy.
Every new school year, we are hit with numerous challenges. This year, is no exception. This next week, we are expecting daughter number one to give birth to her fourth child for which we have to travel to AL, daughter number two to fly to Ohio leaving the twins with us, hurricane Ike might hit us, school, my job etc... But we are enjoying school even with the extra challenges. I love homeschooling my girls and love learning along side them. What a blessing!
On a sadder note, today we found out that our puppy died last night. She was fine night before last, but was sick yesterday. Hubby took her to the vet who kept her and told us this morning that she died. They do not know what was wrong with her. The pup that died is the one on my daughter's shoulder in the picture above. The girls are so sad. So far, the other pup and our older dog are fine and show no sign of illness. 24 hours from fine to dead is really hard to take.
Sunday, June 29, 2008
In memory of Christa Baker Alexander
In loving memory of Christa Baker Alexander
1983-2008
and baby Alexander
both in the loving arms of their Saviour
Monday, April 28, 2008
Happy birthday to me!
Today is my 49th birthday!! While others might be sighing and feeling down about being almost 50, I'm jumping for joy! 10 years ago, I was diagnosed with a rare, but aggressive cancer. The prognosis was not good and we all faced the possibility that I would not be here to raise our children. Well, fast forward 10 years... Here I sit with two teens in the house, two of my daughters married and our 7th grandchild on the way.
So, 49 sounds wonderful to me!!!!!!! Bring on 59 I say. LOL
God gets all the glory today from me. He was merciful to someone who deserved no mercy.
Thank you dear Father for dying for me. Thank you dear Father for loving me and allowing me to live to raise my children. Thank you for a wonderful life!
So, 49 sounds wonderful to me!!!!!!! Bring on 59 I say. LOL
God gets all the glory today from me. He was merciful to someone who deserved no mercy.
Thank you dear Father for dying for me. Thank you dear Father for loving me and allowing me to live to raise my children. Thank you for a wonderful life!
When your education pays you back!
We all hear it from our children all the time, " When am I ever going to use this?" or, "Why do we have to learn grammar?"
Well, these past few months, I have started medical transcription at my home. Suddenly, all of those years of learning spelling, grammar and punctuation has started paying off in spades! I think it's hard enough at my age to learn so much of the medical terminology and drug information, but if I had to learn spelling, grammar and punctuation, I would not be able to do my job. I would have had to quit before I started.
I am so grateful for homeschooling which has taught me far more than my children learned!! It certainly is making my transition time easier.
Well, these past few months, I have started medical transcription at my home. Suddenly, all of those years of learning spelling, grammar and punctuation has started paying off in spades! I think it's hard enough at my age to learn so much of the medical terminology and drug information, but if I had to learn spelling, grammar and punctuation, I would not be able to do my job. I would have had to quit before I started.
I am so grateful for homeschooling which has taught me far more than my children learned!! It certainly is making my transition time easier.
Thursday, February 7, 2008
Gratitude comes through the oddest things
Today I was in driving in Florida when I came upon an awful accident. I'm sure one person was dead....why are those tarps always blue?? They were trying to extract another person also. I whispered up prayers for the accident victim and the rescue workers who go through so much as they assist in these situations. I burst into tears as I drove on to my destination.
Tears of grief mixed with gratitude fell as I thanked God for sparing my two oldest daughters six years ago from a very similar accident. Grief welled up again as I remembered the blue tarp and my daughter's best friend being taken to the morgue rather than to surgery or to the ER.
I sometimes wonder why God spared my daughters. I wonder why He chose to take Dannon who was an only child while leaving me with all four of my daughters. I wonder why I sit here, the grandmother of seven children, none of whom would be here (two are still forming ) had God chosen to take their Mama's home. It boggles my mind yet fills me with the most amazing gratitude for the mercy that I certainly did not deserve and the precious lives that God has trusted me with.
I think about my son-in-law who pastors a small church in AL. I remember him sitting in the ICU waiting room praying for a miracle, yet accepting God's will. They told us she wouldn't live yet we prayed on. They told us she wouldn't walk or talk and yet we prayed on.
I remember looking at that young man with new eyes as I watched his faith in action. When other people were irritating me with their ceaseless questioning of God's perfect will, he was solid and unwavering in his faith.
I remember another young man who is also now my son-in-law standing by us day and night. I remember him leaning over to our daughter, looking past the blood, stitches and bruises...and telling her that she was beautiful. Now, he's the father of three of our grandchildren and loves our daughter so much!
I remember standing just inside the door at the funeral home. My oldest daughter was in a coma, with severe, life-threatening injuries. My second born was being held up in order to walk, and looked as if someone had beaten her with a base ball bat. I stood there, unable to move, barely able to breathe.......thinking that I was going to collapse. Our pastor and his wife walked up to me, each on one side of me and literally held me up as they gently led me into the room and up to the casket. They were grieving too as they loved my girl so much. (she is now their daughter-in-law and the mother of four of their grandchildren!) But they looked past their pain and helped me through a very difficult moment. I was feeling so guilty and I didn't want to see Dannon lying there dead when she had been so alive, happy and vibrant just three short days before. How could I face her mother who was now childless when there I stood still the mother of four.
God is good to remind me from time to time of His mercy and tender care. When I got home, I knew I needed to write down the memory and give God the glory for the lessons he has taught me and the way that he reminds me to thank Him and to not take life for granted.
Tears of grief mixed with gratitude fell as I thanked God for sparing my two oldest daughters six years ago from a very similar accident. Grief welled up again as I remembered the blue tarp and my daughter's best friend being taken to the morgue rather than to surgery or to the ER.
I sometimes wonder why God spared my daughters. I wonder why He chose to take Dannon who was an only child while leaving me with all four of my daughters. I wonder why I sit here, the grandmother of seven children, none of whom would be here (two are still forming ) had God chosen to take their Mama's home. It boggles my mind yet fills me with the most amazing gratitude for the mercy that I certainly did not deserve and the precious lives that God has trusted me with.
I think about my son-in-law who pastors a small church in AL. I remember him sitting in the ICU waiting room praying for a miracle, yet accepting God's will. They told us she wouldn't live yet we prayed on. They told us she wouldn't walk or talk and yet we prayed on.
I remember looking at that young man with new eyes as I watched his faith in action. When other people were irritating me with their ceaseless questioning of God's perfect will, he was solid and unwavering in his faith.
I remember another young man who is also now my son-in-law standing by us day and night. I remember him leaning over to our daughter, looking past the blood, stitches and bruises...and telling her that she was beautiful. Now, he's the father of three of our grandchildren and loves our daughter so much!
I remember standing just inside the door at the funeral home. My oldest daughter was in a coma, with severe, life-threatening injuries. My second born was being held up in order to walk, and looked as if someone had beaten her with a base ball bat. I stood there, unable to move, barely able to breathe.......thinking that I was going to collapse. Our pastor and his wife walked up to me, each on one side of me and literally held me up as they gently led me into the room and up to the casket. They were grieving too as they loved my girl so much. (she is now their daughter-in-law and the mother of four of their grandchildren!) But they looked past their pain and helped me through a very difficult moment. I was feeling so guilty and I didn't want to see Dannon lying there dead when she had been so alive, happy and vibrant just three short days before. How could I face her mother who was now childless when there I stood still the mother of four.
God is good to remind me from time to time of His mercy and tender care. When I got home, I knew I needed to write down the memory and give God the glory for the lessons he has taught me and the way that he reminds me to thank Him and to not take life for granted.
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