Friday, October 21, 2016

Ask The Animals and They Will Teach You

This just made my morning.  Wow.  If this doesn't touch your heart nothing will...Enjoy.

I so love God's Creatures.

I also have a love for children, unborn and born.

At one time I was a counselor at a prolife clinic.  We have four daughters of our own and they have been such a joy in our lives. Two of our daughters as adults have also been counselors at a prolife clinic. 

Praying for our country.  Praying people's eyes will be opened to what is of utmost importance.  It's interesting that Trump did bring up the horrors of abortion in the debate and many who claim to be prolife will not even acknowledge or give any credit whatsoever. 

When these same people go to the emergency room and it is life or death for themselves or a loved one, perhaps their little child...I do wonder what they would do if a specialist who did not match up to their personal convictions popped in the door in surgery greens to operate? 

I wonder if some of these people really do care about the unborn when we follow their thinking to the end. 

There are those who behave as if they are disgusted with locker room talk when they themselves bring and enjoy programming that displays the same and more into their own homes as they laugh at it as well as watch it with great interest...

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 "Things just don't make sense"

Ask the animals, and they will teach you.    -Job 12:7

"I've noticed that everyone who is for abortion has already been born."     -Ronald Reagan

As my old pastor used to say, if they won't speak up for you, they might as well be against you.

Vintage photo by Robert Stock

Saturday, October 15, 2016

Should Christians Vote for Trump?

   This is not 1980 and it's not a normal election cycle.  There is some serious stuff at stake here as I'm sure you would agree.  It never ceases to amaze me how the subject of the Unborn in the womb is not more of a focus.  This is not just rhetoric in a normal election where mud slinging is ever present.  There are Supreme Court Justices at stake here as you also know.  There is media bias and one-sided lies that are so glaring it is frightening.  It's frightening they are getting away with it all.  I'm horrified by attitudes.  I'm horrified by passivity and stubborn pride of some voters.   Do some not see or care what the next years will hold for us? 

Yes, pray.  Pray like your very lives depend on it.  Pray like little innocent baby's lives depend on it.  Act like innocent baby's lives and others' lives depend on it.  Because they do.

As my husband shares, you can pray, and then vote like it matters.  

Following is an excellent article by Mr. Eric Metaxas.  I heard about this article while listening to Eric Metaxas as a guest on the Laura Ingraham radio program.  As I listened to Mr. Metaxas I wanted to jump up on my chair and yell...


Suddenly the scene with Gregory Peck playing Atticus Finch from To Kill a Mockingbird came to mind as Atticus fought for Tom Robinson's life in the courtroom, pleading to the jury... 

 In the name of God...Do your duty.

Should Christians Vote for Trump? by Eric Metaxas:

"This question should hardly require an essay, but let’s face it: We’re living in strange times. America is in trouble. Over this past year many of Donald Trump’s comments have made me almost literally hopping mad. The hot-mic comments from 2005 are especially horrifying. Can there be any question we should denounce them with flailing arms and screeching volume? I must not hang out in the right locker rooms, because if anyone I know said such things I might assault him physically (and repent later). So yes, many see these comments as a deal breaker.

But we have a very knotty and larger problem. What if the other candidate also has deal breakers? Even a whole deplorable basketful? Suddenly things become horribly awkward. Would God want me simply not to vote? Is that a serious option?

What if not pulling the lever for Mr. Trump effectively means electing someone who has actively enabled sexual predation in her husband before—and while—he was president? Won’t God hold me responsible for that? What if she defended a man who raped a 12-year-old and in recalling the case laughed about getting away with it? Will I be excused from letting this person become president? What if she used her position as secretary of state to funnel hundreds of millions into her own foundation, much of it from nations that treat women and gay people worse than dogs? Since these things are true, can I escape responsibility for them by simply not voting?

Many say they won’t vote because choosing the lesser of two evils is still choosing evil. But this is sophistry. Neither candidate is pure evil. They are human beings. We cannot escape the uncomfortable obligation to soberly choose between them. Not voting—or voting for a third candidate who cannot win—is a rationalization designed more than anything to assuage our consciences. Yet people in America and abroad depend on voters to make this very difficult choice.

Children in the Middle East are forced to watch their fathers drowned in cages by ISIS. Kids in inner-city America are condemned to lives of poverty, hopelessness and increasing violence. Shall we sit on our hands and simply trust “the least of these” to God, as though that were our only option? Don’t we have an obligation to them?

Two heroes about whom I’ve written faced similar difficulties. William Wilberforce, who ended the slave trade in the British Empire, often worked with other parliamentarians he knew to be vile and immoral in their personal lives.

Why did he? First, because as a sincere Christian he knew he must extend grace and forgiveness to others, since he desperately needed them himself. Second, because he knew the main issue was not his moral purity, nor the moral impurity of his colleagues, but rather the injustices and horrors suffered by the African slaves whose cause he championed. He knew that before God his first obligation was to them, and he must do what he could to help them.

The anti-Nazi martyr Dietrich Bonhoeffer also did things most Christians of his day were disgusted by. He most infamously joined a plot to kill the head of his government. He was horrified by it, but he did it nonetheless because he knew that to stay “morally pure” would allow the murder of millions to continue. Doing nothing or merely “praying” was not an option. He understood that God was merciful, and that even if his actions were wrong, God saw his heart and could forgive him. But he knew he must act.

Wilberforce and Bonhoeffer knew it was an audience of One to whom they would ultimately answer. And He asks, “What did you do to the least of these?”

It’s a fact that if Hillary Clinton is elected, the country’s chance to have a Supreme Court that values the Constitution—and the genuine liberty and self-government for which millions have died—is gone. Not for four years, or eight, but forever. Many say Mr. Trump can’t be trusted to deliver on this score, but Mrs. Clinton certainly can be trusted in the opposite direction. For our kids and grandkids, are we not obliged to take our best shot at this? Shall we sit on our hands and refuse to choose?

If imperiously flouting the rules by having a private server endangered American lives and secrets and may lead to more deaths, if she cynically deleted thousands of emails, and if her foreign-policy judgment led to the rise of Islamic State, won’t refusing to vote make me responsible for those suffering as a result of these things? How do I squirm out of this horrific conundrum? It’s unavoidable: We who can vote must answer to God for these people, whom He loves. We are indeed our brothers’ and sisters’ keepers.

We would be responsible for passively electing someone who champions the abomination of partial-birth abortion, someone who is celebrated by an organization that sells baby parts. We already live in a country where judges force bakers, florists and photographers to violate their consciences and faith—and Mrs. Clinton has zealously ratified this. If we believe this ends with bakers and photographers, we are horribly mistaken. No matter your faith or lack of faith, this statist view of America will dramatically affect you and your children.

For many of us, this is very painful, pulling the lever for someone many think odious. But please consider this: A vote for Donald Trump is not necessarily a vote for Donald Trump himself. It is a vote for those who will be affected by the results of this election. Not to vote is to vote. God will not hold us guiltless."
Mr. Metaxas, host of the nationally syndicated “Eric Metaxas Show,” is the author of “If You Can Keep It: The Forgotten Promise of American Liberty” (Viking, 2016).

Thank you Mr. Metaxas, your common sense and clear thinking coupled with godly logic is refreshing.  Eric Metaxas is an excellent Christian who also wrote a most compelling book on Dietrich Boenhoffer during the time of Hitler.

And another excellent must-read  link:
  A statement by Louie Gohmert

I'll close with this quote:

"A vote for Donald Trump is not necessarily a vote for Donald Trump himself. It is a vote for those who will be affected by the results of this election.  Not to vote is to vote. God will not hold us guiltless."   Eric Metaxas

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Pray Hard.  Vote for Life.  Do not grow weary!

Photos excluding video by Robert Stock.

Wednesday, September 21, 2016

A Very Special Old Photo, a Vegetarian Stroganoff Recipe and Contentment

An old photo I would like to share:
Our little Lea, my sweet mother, now 86 and our beloved Al who went to be with the Lord in 1991.  The first real heartbreak of my life...  I'll never forget when I received the news over the phone from my terrified mother that Al had a heart attack and then another call...Al died.  I ran outside in a long yellow Garfield tshirt nightgown and looked up to the stars in the sky crying so hard my cries were silent, I tried so hard to pull our Al back down to me out of the starry night...

Al was our little daughters' best friend, grandpa and a kind father-figure to me.  Kind.  I do believe that kindness is missing these days.  He would walk our little girls to the corner store in their old neighborhood and buy them a snack and drink and they soooo loved that.  Rebecca would be born later and I missed Al being there.  Once again he was very missed.  Perhaps in the future I will tell more 'Al stories'...  You see, we should all be Als.

Al was from the Bronx by the way, he was one of the last true stone cutters, and most talented sculptor.  He composed Dr. Cooley's monument.  He was talented but never ever blew his horn...I loved Al.  Very much.  I think of Al every day.  Yes, two separate words, every and day.  : )  It's more important and sobering like that I think...

I think back and how he must have been very patient with me, a sweet young lady but one who could also be a quiet but vocal dunderhead at times but I also was one who was fiercely loyal to him, he knew it too, in his own quiet way, he knew I was all for him .   Now, I know how it is to be spoken to by a younger dunderhead.  I had one younger woman acquaintance tell me that no one ever reads blogs anymore, wasn't that nice of her to write? ; )  Oh my!  Not a very encouraging kind of thing to say or write wouldn't you agree?

The photo above was in 1983 when Lea turned one year old, isn't this the sweetest thing ever?

Time flies as we all know.

Lately I've been having a lot whirring around in the theatre of my mind and soul.  God is faithful throughout.  Life goes on and many a day I feel as a real genuine empty-nester! : )  How did that happen?  loading ...

One of our four daughters is married, and of course the other three little women have jobs of their own now until God sends His choice to them and I'm pleased as punch to have them here at home until that time. : )  I am a minister of my home here as I plan our suppers and such.  I do take supper very seriously.  It is a time for all to gather round and talk and laugh, laugh and talk, sometimes discuss but not too much.  We keep supper time, casual, light and cheerful with lotsa good eats.  It was Ronald Reagan who said:

"All great change in America begins at the dinner table."
-President Ronald Reagan

Watcha been doin' Miss Amelia?

I have been doing a lot of cooking lately and making Little Dresses for Africa along with vintage-type of fun cotton print dresses for myself.  It's so nice to grab a dress for the day to dress up for a grocery outing or dress down for home.  It is a very special thing to celebrate our femininity. : )  Today it's a cotton sleeveless homemade tunic with cats and dogs on it and black knit capris...That's a fun look too right?  I also had the most fun opportunity to surprise a little girl's grandma with two little homemade skirts. (I found out the little girl didn't have school clothes this year except for some new tshirts).  That was such a blessing to do that and the little girl was so excited that she was wearing one of the skirts the first day of school!  Yes!  So fun being an angel in cotton so to speak.   So fun....My blessing.

loading ...  Anybody been to a Dollar General store lately?  Oh my.  The fall decor is out and Mar and I made our special trip there and found some adorable fall dish towels...The lady that worked there said...  I can tell ya'll are having a good time!  It's truly the simple things isn't it? 

And you know what else I found there?  I found a beautiful dark-fall-red medium size crossbody bag.   There was one left, it was my color and I was debating.  I had purchased a dark brown bag on ebay but this one...  When it rang up at the register, the name of the bag that came up was ...  Amelia  

God knows what we need.  He is good.  

Here is a recipe I will share :

loading ... Mrs. Amelia's Vegetarian Stroganoff   ....a most soothing supper

6-8 servings of brown rice noodles (any kind of pasta or noodle will work)

2 T oil

2 onions

6 T brown rice flour (whatever kind you prefer)

4 c. vegetable broth.   (I buy veggie cubes from Vitacost Braggs Aminos works in water as well!)

1 1/2 pounds mushrooms  or I used 1 package of veggie italian 'sausage' found in the produce department

1 tsp. thyme
1 tsp. sage
1 tsp. salt (if needed)  Braggs is salty.

2 T. white wine vinegar

2 T. tomato paste

Sautee onions in oil, I used olive oil, add flour, add broth, add thyme, sage, salt and pepper.  Cook 5 minutes.

Add vinegar.

Serve that over pasta or noodles.  

I cook the mushrooms in olive oil, sprinkling with garlic powder while cooking and serve on the side, Jem is not a mushroom kind of guy!  He's cute but doesn't like mushrooms! Ha!  

OR  I brown the sliced and quartered Italian veggie sausage with a little oil in the oven, and serve that on the side as a side to go on top.  If you like, you can add parsley to garnish the pasta or noodles if you want to be fancy.   


loading ... From my Streams in the Desert devotional this morning:  

In lieu of the above thoughts on our Al...

"...may I remind myself that it is my great privilege to enter into "the fellowship of sharing in his sufferings" (Phil. 3:10) and I am therefore in great company.  May I also remind myself that all the suffering is designed to make me a vessel suitable for His use.

...Pain leads to plenty, and death to life -- it is the law of the kingdom!  from In the Hour of Silence"

Streams in the Desert, by L.B. Cowman

  Have a sweet evening, loves!  Amelia

 All retro photos except the first personal photo on blog by Robert Stock

Thursday, August 11, 2016

Our Beautiful Gentle Giant, Buddy. Our Hearts are Broken.

We will miss you so much Buddy.  Our dear beautiful gentle giant, Buddy.

Last week, Aug. 3, Buddy didn't come in after he was last seen playing with Gracie, one of our other large dogs out by the pond.   Jem and I became suspicious when night fell and Buddy didn't come into the house...The next morning our precious Buddy was not in the living room waiting for us and Jem knew to drop everything and get on his scooter to find him...Buddy was found in our pond, he had passed away. I saw Jem stop on his scooter and just sit there.  He drove back up to the porch, I'm standing there in my robe...Jem says, Buddy is dead.  In the pond.  I blindly just walked in pjs and robe to the pond saying,  No, this can't be...this cannot be....   It's amazing how we remember things in these times...  The light colored sand and dirt being like powder below my feet, the  shoes I was wearing as I stared down...

We have no idea really what had happened, we first thought perhaps a snake bite but after research I'm wondering about a heart attack, something vascular in nature. 

One of Buddy's favorite things was going in the pond lapping water up with his tongue just getting the biggest kick out of it all...I would laugh and laugh, he was a delight to watch in those times.

Jem and I at the pond, I could see Buddy's precious hamster-like ears below the water that I had so lovingly pet, often remarking that they were like velvet, the swirly part of his white fur by his arm...   Jem gently taking Buddy out of the pond turning his large body over...Jem finally trudged to the big tractor after quiet deliberation, and drove it to where Buddy lay...And we lovingly put Buddy in the large scoop of all things...It seemed so horrible, so undignified for our precious Buddy but it was all we could do to get Buddy to his place of rest,we had no extra help that morning.

Jem said it was agonizing for him, bringing Buddy to the back of the property, the same trail he and Buddy happily traipsed many a day...just the evening before.   Jem was and is taking it hard and so am I.  So am I.

I cannot tell you the times our precious bulldog would sit on my feet, guarding me.  Where I napped, he napped.   When our married daughter, Michelle would come over with her kitten, Buddy would sit in front of whoever was holding the kitten in typical, nanny fashion.  He was so very sensitive, he sensed feelings keenly, much like me...He was afraid of our cats, running across the room from them...He would give us his large paw and we would say... Yeah... Buddy.  Big baby Buddy.  Sometimes I would get his large cheeks in my hands, as I smiled and move them playfully, gently, lovingly saying...Buddy, Buddy, Buddy....Big Baby with my lips in a pout. 

 When Buddy first found us. 
Buddy had been dumped in our area and it was obvious that this beautiful creature had been abused, he was literally afraid of his own shadow.   Just last week he had jumped and ran from his own shadow, much like me, I had thought to myself...

The last thing I said to our big baby Buddy out by our back garden near the shade of the Lilac bush...I was taking care of our blind little dog and Buddy was looking up at me feeling rather insecure as he most often felt when I gave attention to our other dogs...I said...  I love you Buddy, I love you Buddy.   You are MY Buddy!  He looked at me in what seemed a nonchalant way and went in the direction of the pond...That was the last time I saw our Buddy.

Jem and I both are heart broken.  We miss our Buddy.

His friend, Coffee is lost at times, she would nap with her friend, Buddy. 

Buddy and Coffee

A hard week.  Very hard, very difficult.

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Buddy Heart Valentino, a recent blog entry

When Buddy first Found Us my entry from two years ago... 

Sunday, July 31, 2016

Two Sunday Sermon Shorts: "The Love of Money" & "Pride" ...And 'Why Voting for Trump is a Good Moral Choice'

On the love of money and the love for God....
"If you are attracted to one, you will reject the other."  -Zac Poonen

Two Sunday Sermon audio shorts for today:

The Love of Money...  and   Pride  by Zac Poonen from  

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Photos by Robert Stock

Allow me to say, you can have a love of money without being rich.  And you can be rich, without pride, being a responsible behind-the-scene steward for the Lord's Work with humility. 


And last but not least...

Why Voting for Trump is a Good Moral Choice  by Wayne Grudem

The author leaves no stone unturned.   ...And I agree.   Yes, at this point, I am voting my conscience.  I personally cannot stand to leave our Supreme Court at risk for generations, not to once again mention the Unborn.  To me, it's the Jesus thing to do.

Here are two more articles for good measure:

To the Never-Trumper - A Biblical Case for Trump

Megachurch Pastor David Jeremiah Reveals How His Vote Will be Decided 

Goodnight, loves.  

Sunday, July 24, 2016

'Religiosity & Spirituality' by Zac Poonen Only 12:44 ...Concerns for the Country & the Sanctity of Life, is it Forgotten?!

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 Do we know Christ personally?   ...Or is it just a go-to-meetin' kind of thing?

Today's sermon offering that we most enjoyed:
'Religiosity and Spirituality' by Zac Poonen

Zac Poonen nails it again from


Praying for our country.  Who will  do the best thing for the unborn?  I am seeing so much insulting and pettiness along with hateful name calling but not so much concern for the unborn.  Hey, brothers and sisters, this is no time to prove prideful piddly party concerns.   Pence sounds pretty darn good to me. He has been proactively prolife, an unashamed Christian.  I've heard motives etc. questioned.  Who the heck cares even if that is the case?  Who will get the job done at this point!  ...We have Supreme Court Justice positions to fill as well.  Good grief!   The house is on fire and the unborn babies are in it. The Sanctity of Life is in the Balance!  ...Many things are. 

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Have a peaceful Sunday night, loves.   

Sunday, July 10, 2016

A Wowee Sunday With Zac

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This is one of the BEST sermons we have heard in a long, long, long time. We aren't hearing sermons like this much anymore!   We highly recommend:
Zac Poonen

I hope everyone is having a peaceful Sunday as we pray for our nation.

Here at the Forest this evening:

Tonight for supper we keep it easy, it's God's day of Rest. : )  We usually do scrambled real free-range eggs with toast and perhaps grits if we feel like grits.  ...Or perhaps an avocado sandwich on a good ol' bun, onions, pickles, lettuce, tomatoes etc.  These sandwiches are so delicious.  I learned this idea in smalltown, I told the local grill that I was a vegetarian and they were so quick to kindly, delightfully with a smile, offer an avocado burger (no meat).   I had never thought of that so it really has helped me to learn of a new option when in restaurants.

Have a nice week dear ones.  I will end with this prayer from Francis of Assisi I have always loved since a little girl:

Lord, make me an instrument of your peace;
where there is hatred, let me sow love;
where there is injury, pardon;
where there is doubt, faith;
where there is despair, hope;
where there is darkness, light;
and where there is sadness, joy.

O Divine Master,
grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled as to console;
to be understood, as to understand;
to be loved, as to love;
for it is in giving that we receive,
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned,
and it is in dying that we are born to Eternal Life.