Please Pray for Our Sweet Friend Howard, Father Help us to Be Still

It's been an emotional week of sorts. Sad, joyful but a bit heavy hearted.

Why?

We have a friend at the nursing home, Howard. Our thirdborn Michelle has grown close to Howard through the past year or so. I had too as of late.

I've written about Howard before, he is a darling, born in the Victorian era, a cute little German, if you could shrink him down, and put a elf hat upon his precious little head and place some pointy toe shoes on his cute little feet he would be a perfect specimen of a garden gnome. His smile is a boyish toothy little grin, a bit like a muppet wide grin, sparkling mischievous blue eyes. Plump little belly. Cute.

Michelle quickly found out that among the fact that Howard had never married and was an archeologist traveling the world over, no children...He did not believe that there was a Heaven or hell. A problem. Could be an eternal problem obviously.

The photos of his middle age years look like something from Lawrence of Arabia as he is pictured upon a camel with white covering over his head among his archeologist peers in some exotic dessert setting. Another photo has a wonderful photo of he and his sweet little dog both dressed to the hilt in U. of Texas garb. Darling. Lighthouses are his thing, he has two large beautiful matted and framed prints hanging around his bed. He is from a bay town like I am. In fact my German great uncle owned a car dealership there. Maybe we are relatives? Who knows.

Through the past year or so at least, we visit him once a month with our homeschool friends who have that heart for the Lord to bring joy and Jesus to one of the most forgotten mission fields ever.

Before we knew it Michelle would stop by and bring Howard a Bible, she would visit many times when she was in town. Howard also started wearing a huge cross necklace, very earthy and pretty but masculine. It was stolen and all the nurses banded together to buy another for him...MIchelle remembers the day she and the nurses were diligently searching for it....

...Searching for the Cross.

This past Christmas we were so excited to bring Howard his special Christmas card and a little snowman ornament to hang on his mirror. No Howard though, the nurses assure me he'll be back.

Off and on this has been the pattern.

Finally a couple of months ago, I notice two hospice cards on his nightstand. He tells me he's not doing so good.

This past week we walk in his room, and he is worse. Much worse. Oh Howard...I rub his forehead and tell him to rest. Michelle is crying, we all are inside. It was shocking to see his condition. He barely lifts his head and looks to us with barely opened sleepy eyes, oxygen going strong. The hospice nurse comes in and tidies him up, we step out for a while and when we re-enter we ask if he's talking today, she tells us: "He said thank you".

That really touched my heart, because it is so Howard. This man is suffering and he makes sure to say, thank you.

We sing around him, Holy, Holy, Holy and Blessed Assurance. He barely lifts his head, I tell him, "Howard, Jesus is in my heart and I hold my palm out to him as my heart, and I place my palm on his heart...I tell him " Jesus is in your heart? He's in your heart (as i hope for a nod)... He can be in your heart too if He's not already." I'm saying this with the softest voice ever... (I never-ever want to be abrasive with this) Only God knows the heart. I realize to many this is a private affair and I greatly respect that but yet I want to do my part, it's a great responsibility talking with someone who is dying. He later asks me if I have any problems? I couldn't believe it....I briefly tell him softly something that has been on this mother's heart so he would see, yes, others too have problems... I also knew in his fatherly way, this made him feel better to listen to maybe something that I am battling; a concern over my youngest daughter's health along with the fact that there are some who treat some in our family so cruelly having no idea what is going on behind the scenes. It's shameful. It's cruel enough even if there were nothing going on behind the scenes trust me. It's a good thing our family has our eyes on Jesus, the true Lover of our souls.

And may I add, these loves in the nursing home are the best friends we could ever ask for.

A good book to read is "The Imitation of Christ" by Thomas A Kempis for inspiration on that. : ) Or the Bible (of course!) if reading through the New Testament. God is with the humble of heart true enough. The real blessing is there trust me. Jesus is there. We won't seek approval of man if we do that trust me. We see how vain the gerbil wheel of life truly is and how we can stay far, far away if we hang on to God Almighty. You see, His yoke is easy and His burden is light.

Yesterday morning my husband and I were tossing about what we would do for church, homechurch, the old church, a new church? The idea had occurred to me to visit Howard at the nursing home and my other sweet buddy too. I think it's good for hubs to go, the men need men to pray for them many a time. There is just something about two guys shaking hands and patting each other on the back.

My suggestion bore witness with the family, before we could turn around good, we were dressed in our skirts, Hubs went to loafers and dress pants and praise and worship was being sung on the couch and off we went in the car listening to a great Zac Poonen sermon in the car. We made a family event out of it, eating at Cracker Barrel for breakfast and then to the nursing home.

When we went down the hall to Howard's room. A nurse I recognize tells me:
"This man needs prayer" She points to Howard's room.

A nurse had Christian television playing quietly by his bedside as he lay alone, oxygen perking.

Howard didn't look very good, his color was worse than Wednesday, it is strickening to our hearts. He couldn't speak at all this time, but he tried. Bless his heart, he tried soooo hard. It seemed he said, help.

We tried to help, we tried. Tears ensued trust me, especially little Michelle. I call her little Michelle but she is twenty two. This little gal turns into a woman when she needs to, trust me. Trust me.

My husband prays over Howard, we sing Jesus Loves Me. I adjust his gown making him comfortable. That is what a mother's hand does best I think. It comforts, it touches, it feels pain, it feels joy, or it should I think.

Pray for Howard, he could cross over to the other side any time now.

This is all for now. The song at the top ministered to me greatly earlier today.

Listen if you can, perhaps it will minister to your heart too?

Here is a picture that I took a couple of weeks ago from our front porch. It reminds me of Heaven.


Amelia

Berry Jam, Warm Weather, Our Four Girls

What do we have here? Hmmm...It looks like Michelle with Dad, Hubs! It takes concentration to get those so called "Pop-up" pools put up doesn't it? This was taken at the end of last summer but it's about that swimmin' time again. What is going on in the house though?



Aha. We have Mar. and Becs prepared to tackle some berrry jam. We were having a cowboy party that night too with a Roy Rogers and Trigger movie to boot. Yes indeedie. We have more fun than a barel of monkeys I do believe.



Lea is in from work thinkin' what do we have here?



Tales from our office in oldtown...



In the meantime Mar. is delicately spooning the jam into the clean jars.



The bathing jars...


All four girls have made it in, Lea has donned her cowgirl shirt and we are waiting on the jars to "pop"!

All in a day at the Forest Cathedral. : )

Hope you enjoyed your visit!

Tonight we are watching a fascinating movie:

The House on 92nd Street (1945) This is a fascinating movie! It is a true story, movie/documentary on one of our German American college students who spied for the U.S. with the F.B.I.'s guidance after being approached by German Nazi spies right here in the U.S. on his college campus. From the comments I see some young men felt compelled to grow up to be an F.B.I. agent after watching this movie as a little boy! Fantastic movie. You may be able to find clips on youtube? It has some real footage that is hugely interesting along with footage of the inside working of the huge F.B.I. headquarters....I reiterate, it is fascinating! Enjoy!

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Yes, it's berry picking time at the Forest Cathedral, blackberries are getting bigger and bigger! I went out and picked some fresh ones and put them on my oatmeal along with almonds yesterday, it was so good! So nice to be able to do that...real life. Thank you Jesus.


Goodnight to All! Love, ~Amelia

Two Lil' Escapees Nabbed by Deer, The Nursing Home: Exhortations and a Call for Prayer

Yesterday it was so funny, Muffie and Charlie decided to bolt out fast when Michelle went to work; when Michelle was unlatching the gate at the driveway they heard the clinking noise and before I knew it away they bolted, their little ears a-flapping in the wind as i madly called them standing on the porch in my robe. I could tell it would be of no avail. They flew as partners in crime side by side!

I knew it was useless, Muff and Charles were on a great pup adventure. Those little toots. So what's a girl like me to do? I get hubs of course. Ha! Lea was in no better shape than I. Hubs knew the two beloved doglets were in danger of getting snatched or hit so i see hubs go down the drive in his Dick Tracey car and abruptly stop... and I see a flash of golden reflection through the pond...ears-flyin' like a little rabbit, Muffie was flying back home! Charlie was not far behind.

Two big deer had chased them back into our property back down the driveway! The two deer stood in front of Hub's car looking at Hubs eye to eye almost as if they had their hands on their hips to say..."Okay, job done."

Then the two deer galloped into the forest. Wow.

The animal kingdom is so amazing, we are thinking it was two doe? Perhaps protecting their young? We've seen so many wee fawn lately. Oh so darling.

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Two Other Things I Wanted to Write About to keep Record of:

A month or so ago we were at the nursing home. One lady is so precious, such a sweet spirit. She is paralyzed in half of her face, in a wheelchair and she politely stopped me. I squat down by her because that is what I like to do. I like to squat down with them so they will know I'm not rushing them. I want them to know I'm there to hang out with them so to speak.

That week had been a "bear" emotionally for me, I was feeling so badly on some things, very misunderstood. Sometimes there are things in life that feel like a bad recording button that gets pushed from time to time. Not often, but enough. I think most people have little thorn like that too of some sort.

The sweet lady in the wheelchair started to encourage me, saying God sees what I do. She was so precious to tell me I was an upstanding Christian woman in every way, she slowly reiterated and she was so precious, it was clearly a labor for her to even speak. She proceeded to prophesy to my heart in such a lovely way. I was in awe. I smiled and looked at her through watery eyes. God has spoken through these residents before like that and it never ceases to amaze me.

God is so Great. This was definitely worthy of an entry here for future remembrance God's Heart for His Children and His Faithfulness.

My sweetheart friend, Calvin who is almost blind in an eye and cannot speak well or hear hardly...He is so precious...He had cried out and I quickly turned to see if he needed help. The same precious lady who had spoken Words of encouragement from the Lord tells me in her labored way since her face is paralyzed...

"He cannot hear or speak" She proceeded to share how blessed we are since we can hear and speak.

Remember, this lady is also bound in a wheelchair, half of her face is paralyzed, it's a labor for her to speak. She has no one to help her with her makeup. Her sons rarely visit her and she tells me how blessed she is.

How blessed she is...How blessed we are...

What a precious, precious attitude. Awed. (an understatement) Words just cannot describe the Lord and His Saints. May we be so obedient to encourage others.

(No, I didn't cut my hair, it's pulled back in this pic) : )


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The last nursing home visit we saw Howard, he is a dear and I'm concerned for him. Half of the time he is not there and in the hospital these days. The last time he was there I spied hospice business cards on his night stand.

Michelle went back to see him the next week since she was off from work and he was back in the hospital. She has given him a Bible but we don't know what to think on where he stands with the Lord. He is a sweetheart and he may be closer to the Lord than anybody. Who knows. Some people are very private about things and that is okay. : )

Please pray for Howard because I know he is not doing well physically, poor little guy. And just in case please pray the Lord will show Himself to Howard clearly if Howard has not seen the full picture of the Heavenly Father. Howard has plenty of smarts, he's traveled the world over as an archeologist. He never married and I have no idea why, it doesn't matter really, it's none of my business. : ) He has darling blue German eyes like my dad's. He smiles like a little boy with a sparkle and a little boy grin.

Please Pray for Howard.
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Here is a photo of Muffie and Charlie a week or so ago playing with our junior kitten, Marilla. We have two other doglets too, Guisseppe and Esther. But Muffie and Charlie are the whirlwind escape artists. .... Toots. They are sweet toots though. ; )



Right now we have (had) (I need to turn it back on)...The soundtrack to the theme of "To Kill a Mockingbird" by Elmer Bernstein. Beautiful, beautiful....

The girls are cooking I think zuchini and squash making Greek pitas? I hear talk of a fruit pie as well.

Today I worked on a wrap skirt, I did this one in pink gingham, hoping it will look cute when finished. I felt like something cheerful. I washed clothing too, had a great time with Beccs today in some great conversation. Hubs is off today and on the tractor, I told him this morning how I love sewing and designing clothing. I used to illustrate fashions in highschool and they usually were hung in the showcase in our school as well as me and my friend posing once in the showcase once still like a statue to see if anyone would notice. : P I try to sew in small increments along with general household needs too otherwise the house will crumble to pieces. Let's just say, housekeeping isn't easy for a creative messy like myself. : ) ...So don't drop by without giving me three hours notice okay? Unless of course you too are a creative mess! : D

In the mornings and eves I like to meditatively clip the rose bushes and listen to the beautiful sound of small airplanes flying overhead and it reminds me of my daddy flying when I was a little girl. Beautiful memories. I'll forever remember memories of my dad flying overhead, visits to the base to swim with handsome G.I. Joe friends and their families like something from an old 50s magazine.

I plan on going to the pond to read a bit, a book written by my sweet friend: House Made by Hands. by Jane Bennet Gaddy.

Blessings to All and to All a goodnight! Love, ~Amelia

Glimpses of Us Girls at the Forest Cathedral

One of the most beautiful things I see many a day and count my blessings for are our daughters helping in the home. They are so good about just stepping up to the plate and creating delicious meals, healthy ones too. Michelle had just gotten home from her nanny job and stopped by the grocery store too. Perfect afternoon! We're still working on the kitchen as our entire home. That's okay it will be finished soon as God sees fit.


Beautiful hands, helping out at home. Don't you just love this?



"Look Mom, I got a great deal on these veggie burgers!" I love the way homeschooling allowed our girls to have the time to learn how to shop and peruse clearances and sales coupled with sensible couponing. Talk about life skills! : )



Lea decided to pick up the brush and clean the windas (windows) ; )



Back yard and front yard windows, she had them covered!



Marianna had just gotten home so she and Michelle decided to dance with the cat. Rebecca is amused in the background. Marilla the kitty not yet a year old is enjoying it? Hubs and I rescued Marilla the kitty last summer. She was a tiny little kitten who had bolted out under a freeway overpass. Hubs pulled over and I rescued the little gal.



Mornings are bright here, Rebecca is getting her healthy morning sun along with studying too.



Our view on good days, I just love these cows. When I talk to them they are calmed by my voice...I think it's great. No we don't eat them, they are Mr. Lundy's cows. Plus I am a vegetarian. Bet ya didn't know that did ya. Did you know I am prolife too in the way of unborn babies? I choose life. Lea is a counselor at a prolife clinic as I once was as well. Jesus is paramount in all of the above causes.




This particular day, there were several mommies with their babies, one mommy was licking her little calf and taking care of it. So darling. See them all laying down?



An evening to the Smalltown...Hubs and I decided to get out to our old stomping grounds and get a bite to eat. Isn't this a lovely scene?




This is Esther our toy poodle, she sits by me with our other three doglets during my morning prayer time. She is such a sweetheart. Marianna planted the rose bushes, aren't they pretty?


Well,well,well, tis I. : ) I don't like it that I wasn't smiling, this was a Sunday after church in Midtown Downtown visiting a church. I was a bit disappointed in the sermon that day. It's tough visiting churches sometimes, sometimes our homechurch is the best in the west I tell you. Hubs was climbing the entrance ramp, we had just gotten a bite to eat at a Mediterranean restaurant. Live music and the works. We get these wonderful pita sandwiches there for under $3.00 with olives and the works. It's a wonderful experience there. Our family loves it and sometimes this downtown establishment opens the windows so the patrons can enjoy the fresh air...This place has all kinds of neat candy, breads, deli, salad bar,coffees and some of the nicest and flavorful looking and tasting gelatto ever. Lately they have been having beautiful live music too. This place is quite an experience! :)




The following photo was taken last week one night...

Starry starry night... paint your pallette blue and grey....I loved this song ever since I was a little girl... I think it's about Vincent Van Goh. Things don't change in people even today we have those very same spirits who persecute and shun people. But we know God wins. God always wins. The loving Father always wins.



Humble thyself in the sight of the Lord and He will lift you up. : )

That's the wrap for now, have a sweet evening to All! Love in Christ, ~Amelia

Muffie and Po-Po Ride Again! And What I've Been Up To and Have been Thinking.

Come on Muff let's get this well fixed!


Hard work right Muff?



I think we got it Muff!



All in a day's work at the Forest Cathedral. Muff is quite contemplative on the day's events.



A beautiful eve at the Forest Cathedral. What's for supper?

Thought you all might enjoy seeing what it's like many evenings here at the Forest Cathedral. Muff is the smallest of our four little doglets, he weighs in at probably eleven pounds. : ) He loves his Po-Po. When Po-Po is home no one else exists. I think it's cute...

Where did we get Muffie? Mar.-Mar. found him four years ago on primary voting day. He was sitting in the intersection in the middle of the road, bless his heart, he was matted up, and his collar was rusted shut because of the elements. Mar. made a U-turn and rescued the little fella. His full name? Muffie Buttons Huckabee. Kinda cute don't you think? Actually we started calling him, Muffin because he looked like a little Muffin. : ) Thus: Muffie Thus: Muff


What have I been doing today?
Well...A lot, but it's the type of thing where it's not showing much. I've gone through some baskets of clothing, washing and drying putting up out of season clothing etc. I am so very behind since I had a huge bout of sickness since January. I will catch up. It's a cinch by the inch but hard by the yard so I'll go the "inch" way. Yes siree bobbie.

What am I thinking?
I'm thinking happy thoughts, so glad the way God reveals things. Sometimes He reveals sad disappointing things, sometimes people act weird. Plum weird I say. But it really isn't our problem, as one of the agents at the office says as she smiles ...If that's what they like... (The word "like" must be said as in two syllables almost as singing). ; ) Also prayers were answered in perfect timing. God is so very good.

I feel so filled with joy that we live here again, it is wonderful. It's great fun going to the little towns riding through beautiful countryside seeing God's creatures caring for their babes. Mommy deer and their little fawns, mommy cows and their babies able to live happily in green pastures. It is beautiful. I was a fool to ever move from here in the first place. I knew I was making a mistake ten years ago before I even signed the papers to move back to town. Thank GOD I have the opportunity to be BACK! Hallelujah!

What am I reading? I'm reading a new book actually that my friend Jane B. Gaddy wrote. (can't remember the name just now. I just started on the book last night, it has a Southern clapboard house on the front. I like to nibble at delightful books and I'm kind of thinking this one will be a delight. Only past the forward.

I get tickled sometimes: when people behave as if I know nothing. Last fall someone asked if I knew who Dr. Denton Cooley was...I wanted to say, "Honey, I knew who he was when me and your mama were little gals." Sometimes my pride wants to get the best of me. Being a stay at home mom and wife is not easy at times...Sometimes I want to tell people like that...Do you know my heritage? Etc.? My great, great grandpa was a doctor in Germany for a king's court, our name started with Von don't you know. And by the way several of my cousins are specialists too don't you know? One of my surgeon - cousins was on fox news and has a dog in her office too just like I would do. : P And the Italian side isn't too shabby either if people must know. It really is sad that in our present society women who give their all and are living life to the fullest in their homes are made to feel somehow as if we are less or not living to the fullest when our position should be the most esteemed and realized as the most fulfilling. Why, if you ask our pediatrician, and look at his first book he gave to his patients one thing he wrote was women actually save money and have a nice simple life by staying home with their children. Homes are much happier and healthier like that for many reasons. I make no apologies for being a stay at home mother and wife. If women would put their all into their families unabashedly the world would sure be a better place. God's accolades are fine with me. And if you are a homeschooled student or homeschool parent and feel pressured to make a mark for pride's sake? For an answer to some fool 10 second question as in "What do you do?" or (horrors) "Where do you go to college?"and you are too whimpy to get it out? Shame on you. Pony up and get a grip and tell them you are, or you aspire to be a happy homemaker. If you're a homeschool mom keep the good Lord FIRST. Please stop the immature, insecure popularity games. I've never seen so many insecure, immature women! God will bless a homeschool where HE is FIRST. The rest will come naturally, not by trusting chariots or horses! So I feel better now. *smile* I just read it to hubs and he thought it was good. He thought maybe there are certain people who should hear that.

Perhaps some of the world's pros should be saying..."I know a GREAT stay at home mom and wife!" She is WOW. Her kids are fantastic! She is a sweetheart indeed!

So that's the wrap and the current feelings these days...I guess I'm in a funny little mood these days but that's just the way it is.

Enjoy your families, enjoy your home, don't let society dictate to you how you should live.

You've got to admit, this is probably the most down to earth blog you've ever seen. Yes, I like to be a first rate version of myself. I do try.

Love to All! ~Amelia

"Takes Genius - To Live Counter Culturally in this World" and Daybook Too.

I heard a preacher say that last Sunday on the radio and I so understand what he is saying...But ya know? Sometimes, in fact, almost most times we don't even try! Ain't it the truth? If you just live for the Lord and follow His ways you will be considered counter cultural won't ya?

Today I'm writing this blog in our living room with Lea, Marianna and Rebecca. We're watching "Oklahoma" in the background. Michelle is at her nanny job.


For supper? Michelle is making grilled veggies in pitas. A great recipe by the way.

I'm drinking at the moment: Green tea with Jasmine...The fragrance of flowers, loveliness.

I'm wearing? A blue and white cap sleeve pin stripe blouse with a blue chambray skirt.

I see outside? The sun trying it's best to come out...

I hear and see: The musical, Oklahoma and.....rumbling thunder with the sun-shining. Wow.

I'm thinking: I do not understand rude, thoughtless people. Just do not understand them when I see a habitual pattern. What in the world? Do they not think that they hurt people's feelings? Life's too short to dwell on it though.

I'm also thinking: Some people are SO very sweet and kind... that when they do perhaps do something that could be considered rude, I can think to myself and even say...They didn't mean nothing....My little Rebecca used to say that when she was a little four year old. She said one time when my dad spilled his pipe ashes on the carpet burning holes. (He still has no idea he did that) Rebecca said: Mommy, Grandpa didn't mean nothing....He didn't mean nothing Mommy. Is that not the sweetest?

I'm reading: Try Giving Yourself Away by David Dunn (1947) Oh my. Such a wowee book...I've been reading excerpts from time to time after supper at the table. Everyone's been enjoying it greatly.

The learning room: "The Sinking of the Bismark" along with brain storming with sisters for Rebecca's grad. party. I love, love, love being able to smile and being able to "get" Rebecca on her ideas...Being in the country is just awesome for parties. The ideas are endless!

I am thankful for: A Peaceful day here at home. Lime green tiny print gingham fabric I am making a spring-time casual dress from! A nice cool dress I am planning. Very feminine for the home.

One of my favorite things: Pondering something and asking God "Why?" and then I turn the radio on and Nancy DeMoss is talking about those "Why" moments. Note: I normally do not ask God why. But lately I feel like a little girl, and this question of Why? It just pours out of my heart to the Father. Mercy from my Father in Heaven would definitely be one of my favorite things. : )


Here are the pics I thought I would share with you on "Lea & Michelle's New & Improved Trash Day". This is from last week, this is what a morning here looks like. I hope you enjoy Michelle and Lea's new and improved "trash day". Now isn't this the prettiest trash day you've ever seen? : )

Okay, here we go Sister...


Here they come back...Everything looks A-Okay. (Love the reflection) What a nice morning!


Coming back into port...


All is Well on a fine morning in the country at the Forest Cathedral. : )

Hope all is well on your end of the country, rain or shine. Love, ~Amelia

P.S. I have a good ol' movie and easy-breezy Italian recipe on my thats-italian.blogspot if you want to see! : )

I also have some challenging and inspirational messages, many if not all on raising our young folks on my Vision For a Godly Home.blogspot

Enjoy and be blessed!

Contented Woman's Daybook

Today Outside my Window? Oh it is so beautiful today! I see glistening green trees and a white flowering tree, God planted in perfect sight. The green leaves glisten like little diamonds.

I am thinking... Some things perhaps need to change in priorities. Some blogging on other blogs may have to take a slow-down as God sees fit. I'll be darned if my family time is taken away because of a blog. (Many feelings on this, things noticed lately) Not complaining, just wising up? Life is a constant wising-up is it not? : ) But on the other hand, if we as bloggers do not glorify GOD in this present society with the gift of our typing fingers who will???? It's all about the Lord's leading in cadence.

I am thankful for... For my husband. We had such a nice time yesterday. I was having a little episode of sore throat feverish relapse after attending a shower Saturday so we stayed home and listened to a sermon and then went to get lunch and a wonderful spring day drive through a nearby two-hundred year old town frozen in time. I'm thankful for our girls. My husband and I are so very thankful for beautiful girls inside and out who love the Lord Jesus Christ and are not seeking peer approval of any kind. My husband and I watched Michelle go the mailbox the other day through the window...He shook his head and said..."She's beautiful. Inside and out. They all four are. A guy would be a fool not to see it." Thankful for a husband who will notice and verbalize that. It makes me feel good inside.

I am wearing... A hot pink cotton polo shirt, dark blue and white workout capris. Yellow flip flops, full makeup and my hair up in a Victorian bun. Glasses on my head. Lavender perfume on. (ready for a productive day!)

In the learning room... The School of Christ. The School of Christ...

I am remembering... I need to write several Easter cards to some folks today. Also several notes of encouragement as well. My giving of self. I need to make sure and remind dh to get salt for the water softener.

I am going... Probably for a walk today to the pond to read. I love that sun's vitamin D!

I am currently reading.. A wowee book. "Giving Yourself Away" by David Dunn written in 1947. This one is a life changer...I wrote about it in my Vision for a Godly Home blog.

I am hoping... My baby Becca gets well and God's healing power touches her body in some miraculous ways soon. She's been going through somewhat of a health crisis, she's a quiet girl, her still waters run deep at times. She's sensitive like her mom so the way people treat her affect her.

On my mind... Several sweet people at the shower I was able to visit with. Very nice ladies, jewels. A darling young lady I had the privilege of sitting with. Sometimes the quiet ones are the hidden jewels are they not? I reiterate...a privilege and as my daughter Marianna says, "I value that girl's respect". So true Marianna. Those sweet ones are the true saints of God many times, the ones who are overlooked. Christ is there and I'm convinced the Lord's angels are smiling upon them. It will always be that way in life. The sweet things often are the most overlooked. Angels themselves in disguise many times...

Noticing that... I've got to get going!

Pondering these words... Jesus answered nothing ...

From the kitchen... Yikes. Not sure yet, I had better go take a peek into the fridge to see what is on hand. I may try a brown rice pizza for a change if I have the goodies for it. Edit: *Ehem* Yes we have no "bananas". : P We will have a pasta dish tonight. Hubs will be happy...

From the working room...Sewing today, if I can fit it in. I love creating my own clothing. I keep it very, very simple and jazz things up with belts and such.

Around the house... Very quiet. Doglets sleeping, nice music from Christian radio.

One of my favorite things... Spring. Hope. The Father's Presence I feel so strongly today. He's always here but there's something about today.

Photos I would like to share..



Is this not the sweetest thing? A mommy and her baby calf right by our backdoor.


Isn't this cute? Our kitten, Marilla watching the mommy cow through the window.

Mommy and youth in the front yard by the pond...





These were taken a couple of weeks ago. Mr. Lundy's cows were here to visit and so glad we had not put in the garden yet!