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My grandmother used to give me socks for christmas..........
but that was in the 60's
'Dear Lord,' the minister began, with arms extended toward heaven and a rapturous look on his upturned face. 'Without you, we are but dust ...'
He would have continued but at that moment my very obedient daughter who was listening leaned over to me and asked quite audibly in her shrill little four-year old girl voice, 'Mom, what is butt dust?'
Unfortunately, I did not appreciate them at the time.
If I still had one of those socks, I'd frame it and hang it on the wall.
She was a survivor of the Battle of Britain and made fantastic sweets
in the kitchen. She even used to knit bandages for the leper colony.
Sweet / sad memories.
'Dear Lord,' the minister began, with arms extended toward heaven and a rapturous look on his upturned face. 'Without you, we are but dust ...'
He would have continued but at that moment my very obedient daughter who was listening leaned over to me and asked quite audibly in her shrill little four-year old girl voice, 'Mom, what is butt dust?'
I received an opportunity to show the people I love, exactly how much I love them and how much the Lord loves us all in a medium that will stand through time as what will hopefully become a family heirloom.
Thank you, Alexa, there is no measure to the value of your gift to me. What do you say when I love you is not enough, where do you go when right beside is too far away and how did I ever live without you in my life?
When I have the answers to these, I will be able to let you know how much you mean to me.
ps, dont believe her, I have it on good authority she kissed the fish... on it's poofed up fishy lips! She likes it she just doesn't want to admit it.
Help support (C)atfish (A)nd (K)ool Pleco's, Houstons premier fish club.
'Dear Lord,' the minister began, with arms extended toward heaven and a rapturous look on his upturned face. 'Without you, we are but dust ...'
He would have continued but at that moment my very obedient daughter who was listening leaned over to me and asked quite audibly in her shrill little four-year old girl voice, 'Mom, what is butt dust?'
I received an opportunity to show the people I love, exactly how much I love them and how much the Lord loves us all in a medium that will stand through time as what will hopefully become a family heirloom.
Thank you, Alexa, there is no measure to the value of your gift to me. What do you say when I love you is not enough, where do you go when right beside is too far away and how did I ever live without you in my life?
When I have the answers to these, I will be able to let you know how much you mean to me.
ps, dont believe her, I have it on good authority she kissed the fish... on it's poofed up fishy lips! She likes it she just doesn't want to admit it.
In the end, the first week of december the Marines denied me on the basis of my shoulder injury. I had gone through the entire meps process except for swearing in, however, I had pulled a medical consult. The conclusion was a concern that the field packs strap would irritate me due to the scar tissue rubbing up against the 'hardware' in my body.
I kindof blinked at them, asked if they were serious, they were. Basically, they did not think I could wear a backpack so.. I couldn't join.
I spoke with the army, who said I was physically prohibited from SS school, but they could get me ranger school (just not in my contract) and while the job offer was nice... I just wasn't feeling comfortable with it.
As the Lord would have it about that time my father whom I had not had contact with in about a decade decided to write me a letter. I prayerfully took it as an opportunity to honor my father (and help me work on forgiveness as well) and went to visit him. He has always worked in alternative fuels, and has been putting together his latest product to boost fuel efficiancy in vehicles. He had come pretty far but needed help.. so.. I stepped onboard to see what I could do.
Amidst all of this.. I feel the Lord tugging at my heartstrings to do something more for Him than simply teach sunday school. I can seem to find no rest in any activity save spreading His word.. this is a story all to its own, however I can sum all of this up by saying this. Life is.. busy, for me at the moment. There are a lot of changes taking place, I drive ten and a half hours to poplar bluff missouri every sunday afternoon after church, and drive back every thursday morning in order to see my little ladies that evening. In all of this I am simply trying to find the Lords will for my life.
With all of the instability I would seemingly have about me, it was truly... well indescribable when Lexi finally gave in to my constant badgering to take that plunge together, Praise God. c:
I was disapointed about the Marines at first.. I had set my heart to it, but I have learned to accept the Lords will. Had He not shut that door, I would have yet to reunite with my father. Also just the pursuit of them opened some doors that would have remained shut for me otherwise.. so I count it for Good and remember that all things work together for Good to those who love the Lord and are called according to His purpose (:
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