I was on my way home yesterday after picking up Rachel from school and had Joyce Meyer on the radio. I don't listen to her on a regular basis but had the station on and continued to listen as her fifteen minute radio program came on. I forgot how much I do enjoy listening to her. She sprinkles her messages with humor as she presents truth in our lives.
She was talking about forgiveness and how we as Christians have to forgive. We have to. Whether we want to or not. She was giving out several senarios and when she got to a part that I could very much relate to, I burst out laughing. And kept laughing the whole way home, thinking, how true. Maybe not to that extreme, but close.
I admit. I'm like most people and get very irritated with well, other people. Especially people on the road. The Lord knows I need more patience and forgiveness in that area. And I try. I really do. Some days I am really proud of my response to their ignorance. Patient. Smiling. No big deal.
Then there are other days. And this is where Joyce got me laughing...
She is describing how we can be singing songs of praise as we drive to the store and then as we are creeping up to our spot, WHAM!, someone else parks in that spot and (here is the funny) we get so mad and irritated with that person that we want to get out of our car and BEAT THEIR HEAD OFF! That was her exact words. I was laughing so hard, mostly because of the way she says it. "BEAT THEIR HEAD OFF!". Its a little over the top, but isn't that how we feel sometimes?
We live in a selfish world and I really need to stop being so surprised by people's actions. Its my response/actions that should be so different. Forgive and go on.
Its what Jesus would expect and no less.
Hello? (this is what Joyce says when she wants to hear an "Amen!")
Thank you Joyce for that message and I will try harder. I am especially grateful that I will most likely hear her words and laugh when those situations arise.
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Saturday, January 17, 2009
Like Albert
As I have mentioned before, I have always read the obituaries. Even more so now that I work at a monument company.
This is the first one listed in today's Oakland Press and it caught my attention.
If we could all be like "Al".
LANGER, E. ALBERT AL ; formerly of W. Bloomfield; January 15, 2009; age 82. Husband of Barbara; father of Karen Langer of TN and Nancy (Steve) Heussner of Clarkston; Gramp of Brian (Krista) O Grady, Kevin (Vicki) O Grady, Amanda (Kim) Wilson; great grandpa of Kevin Albert, Kyle, Steven, Hunter; brother of Elsa Landry; step-father of Deborah (David) Lange, Kevin (MaryPat) Williams, Geoffrey (Kathryn Markakis) Williams, Stephen (Beth) Williams; also survived by 11 step-grandchildren. Preceded in death by his first wife Betty. Al was an entrepreneur. He loved the outdoors, especially his Double Eagle Ranch, Gladwin. He always had a positive attitude, saying everyday was the best day of his life. Funeral Service Monday 10 a.m. at the Lewis E. Wint & Son Funeral Home, Clarkston where friends may visit Sunday 3 to 7 p.m. Interment Lakeview Cemetery. Memorials may be made to Retrieving Independence Assistance Dogs or O.A.T.S. Online guest book www.wintfuneralhome.com
This is the first one listed in today's Oakland Press and it caught my attention.
If we could all be like "Al".
LANGER, E. ALBERT AL ; formerly of W. Bloomfield; January 15, 2009; age 82. Husband of Barbara; father of Karen Langer of TN and Nancy (Steve) Heussner of Clarkston; Gramp of Brian (Krista) O Grady, Kevin (Vicki) O Grady, Amanda (Kim) Wilson; great grandpa of Kevin Albert, Kyle, Steven, Hunter; brother of Elsa Landry; step-father of Deborah (David) Lange, Kevin (MaryPat) Williams, Geoffrey (Kathryn Markakis) Williams, Stephen (Beth) Williams; also survived by 11 step-grandchildren. Preceded in death by his first wife Betty. Al was an entrepreneur. He loved the outdoors, especially his Double Eagle Ranch, Gladwin. He always had a positive attitude, saying everyday was the best day of his life. Funeral Service Monday 10 a.m. at the Lewis E. Wint & Son Funeral Home, Clarkston where friends may visit Sunday 3 to 7 p.m. Interment Lakeview Cemetery. Memorials may be made to Retrieving Independence Assistance Dogs or O.A.T.S. Online guest book www.wintfuneralhome.com
Armor All
Isn't it amazing how different you can feel from one day to the next?
Happy, uplifted and on top of the world one day. You love life and everyone in it.
Down, beaten up and ready to escape. You aren't "feelin' the love".
The past couple of days, I felt like I was getting darts thrown at me from every direction. And they were hitting me!
So many that I began thinking, "Oh, come on." Like Kristie says, "For real!"
Someone recently reminded me "you must be living right!"
That has brought me much comfort.
This scripture has also constantly come to mind:
Ephesians 6:12 (New International Version)
For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms.
I'm putting on my protection today. The kind that we are instructed to put on daily. I admit, I must be lacking.
Ephesians 6:10-19
The Armor of God
10Finally, be strong in the Lord and in his mighty power. 11Put on the full armor of God so that you can take your stand against the devil's schemes. 12For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms. 13Therefore put on the full armor of God, so that when the day of evil comes, you may be able to stand your ground, and after you have done everything, to stand. 14Stand firm then, with the belt of truth buckled around your waist, with the breastplate of righteousness in place, 15and with your feet fitted with the readiness that comes from the gospel of peace. 16In addition to all this, take up the shield of faith, with which you can extinguish all the flaming arrows of the evil one. 17Take the helmet of salvation and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God. 18And pray in the Spirit on all occasions with all kinds of prayers and requests. With this in mind, be alert and always keep on praying for all the saints.
19Pray also for me, that whenever I open my mouth, words may be given me so that I will fearlessly make known the mystery of the gospel, 20for which I am an ambassador in chains. Pray that I may declare it fearlessly, as I should.
How can you go wrong with that?
Happy, uplifted and on top of the world one day. You love life and everyone in it.
Down, beaten up and ready to escape. You aren't "feelin' the love".
The past couple of days, I felt like I was getting darts thrown at me from every direction. And they were hitting me!
So many that I began thinking, "Oh, come on." Like Kristie says, "For real!"
Someone recently reminded me "you must be living right!"
That has brought me much comfort.
This scripture has also constantly come to mind:
Ephesians 6:12 (New International Version)
For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms.
I'm putting on my protection today. The kind that we are instructed to put on daily. I admit, I must be lacking.
Ephesians 6:10-19
The Armor of God
10Finally, be strong in the Lord and in his mighty power. 11Put on the full armor of God so that you can take your stand against the devil's schemes. 12For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms. 13Therefore put on the full armor of God, so that when the day of evil comes, you may be able to stand your ground, and after you have done everything, to stand. 14Stand firm then, with the belt of truth buckled around your waist, with the breastplate of righteousness in place, 15and with your feet fitted with the readiness that comes from the gospel of peace. 16In addition to all this, take up the shield of faith, with which you can extinguish all the flaming arrows of the evil one. 17Take the helmet of salvation and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God. 18And pray in the Spirit on all occasions with all kinds of prayers and requests. With this in mind, be alert and always keep on praying for all the saints.
19Pray also for me, that whenever I open my mouth, words may be given me so that I will fearlessly make known the mystery of the gospel, 20for which I am an ambassador in chains. Pray that I may declare it fearlessly, as I should.
How can you go wrong with that?
Saturday, January 10, 2009
King of Glory
Who is this King of Glory
that persues me with his love
And haunts me with each hearing
of His softly spoken words
My conscience, a reminder
of forgiveness that I need
Who is this King of Glory
who offers it to me
Who is this King of Angels,
O Blessed Prince of Peace
Revealing things of Heaven
and all its mysteries
My spirits ever longing
for His grace in which to stand
Who is this King of Glory,
Son of God and Son of Man
His name is Jesus, precious Jesus
The Lord Almighty,
The King of my heart
The King of Glory
Who is this King of Glory
with strength and majesty
And wisdom beyond measure,
the gracious King of kings
the Lord of Earth and Heaven,
the Creator of all things
Who is this King of Glory,
He's everything to me
His name is Jesus, precious Jesus
The Lord Almighty,
The King of my heart
The King of Glory
The Lord of Earth and Heaven,
the Creator of all things
He is the King of Glory,
He's everything to me
His name is Jesus, precious Jesus
The Lord Almighty,
The King of my heart
The King of Glory
His name is Jesus, precious Jesus
The Lord Almighty,
The King of my heart
The King of Glory
Friday, January 9, 2009
I'm a Stripper
Got some projects going on. Projects that I've been putting off for awhile. We all have those. We have lived in our house for eleven years now and are slowly giving each room a make over. That would be getting rid of the old wallpaper and giving the room a fresh look with a coat of paint.
Tuesday I stripped the wallpaper in my master bath. A lot of work, but not too big a deal. Actually, Alec stayed home from school because he wasn't feeling well (the kind where he is sick until just after 9:07 a.m.....that is when school starts), he was a huge help. That kid can work!
Different room, different story yesterday. It was Alec's room and it was only wallpaper border. Shouldn't have been a big deal at all. Was I wrong. Let me just say, I do not swear. And yesterday, there were many, many times that I felt like swearing. Like when I was trying to get the nozzle off of the steamer to fill it with water. Could not get that off to save my life. I wanted to throw it against the wall. And swear. Then I attempted to begin scraping the border off. Now anyone who has done this before can relate to this: if you get big chunks that come off, ya-hoo! Nope. Not this room. Little teeny weeny pieces that I had to really work off. I got 5 square inches off in what seemed like forever. Since I could'nt get the nozzle off to refill the steamer, I decided to put that room on hold until I could have some help and went to get my supplies for washing the walls in my bathroom. You know, switch gears. Something a little easier.
I got my cleaning gloves, which I try to be faithful and use to keep my manicured nails looking fresh, and I needed to "turn them right side out" since John had used them recently. He didn't want to, but I suggested that he use them the other day when he did some bleach water cleaning in our bathrooms. Whole other story. Think mildew on the ceilings. Eww. So, I'm working on trying to get the fingers to come back in the other direction. This is where I want to start swearing again. I throw them on the counter and begin to walk away. Then I go back, thinking, I've got to get this done. Its absolutely ridiculous trying to get those gloves to cooperate.
This, I've decided, is not a fun way to spend my "day off".
After washing the walls, I decide to get online and see if I can find some tips from cyberspace on how-in-the-heck-do-you-remove-hard-to-remove-wallpaper.
I come across this lady's blog. What a scream. Her title of a post about stripping wallpaper summed it up, and I'll leave you with it:
"In Hell, Satan makes you strip wallpaper."
Tuesday I stripped the wallpaper in my master bath. A lot of work, but not too big a deal. Actually, Alec stayed home from school because he wasn't feeling well (the kind where he is sick until just after 9:07 a.m.....that is when school starts), he was a huge help. That kid can work!
Different room, different story yesterday. It was Alec's room and it was only wallpaper border. Shouldn't have been a big deal at all. Was I wrong. Let me just say, I do not swear. And yesterday, there were many, many times that I felt like swearing. Like when I was trying to get the nozzle off of the steamer to fill it with water. Could not get that off to save my life. I wanted to throw it against the wall. And swear. Then I attempted to begin scraping the border off. Now anyone who has done this before can relate to this: if you get big chunks that come off, ya-hoo! Nope. Not this room. Little teeny weeny pieces that I had to really work off. I got 5 square inches off in what seemed like forever. Since I could'nt get the nozzle off to refill the steamer, I decided to put that room on hold until I could have some help and went to get my supplies for washing the walls in my bathroom. You know, switch gears. Something a little easier.
I got my cleaning gloves, which I try to be faithful and use to keep my manicured nails looking fresh, and I needed to "turn them right side out" since John had used them recently. He didn't want to, but I suggested that he use them the other day when he did some bleach water cleaning in our bathrooms. Whole other story. Think mildew on the ceilings. Eww. So, I'm working on trying to get the fingers to come back in the other direction. This is where I want to start swearing again. I throw them on the counter and begin to walk away. Then I go back, thinking, I've got to get this done. Its absolutely ridiculous trying to get those gloves to cooperate.
This, I've decided, is not a fun way to spend my "day off".
After washing the walls, I decide to get online and see if I can find some tips from cyberspace on how-in-the-heck-do-you-remove-hard-to-remove-wallpaper.
I come across this lady's blog. What a scream. Her title of a post about stripping wallpaper summed it up, and I'll leave you with it:
"In Hell, Satan makes you strip wallpaper."
Thursday, January 8, 2009
Groovy Man
Love's Baby Soft, Flash Cubes and Mood Rings....oh my!
In my quest for all things retro this morning, I discovered this cool site. Look back through the 60's, 70's, 80's & 90's. From gas prices to the top songs of the day, you will enjoy this trip back in time.
When you enter this site, you will be able to choose the decade. Have fun!
http://www.1970sFlashback.com/1970/Economy.asp
In my quest for all things retro this morning, I discovered this cool site. Look back through the 60's, 70's, 80's & 90's. From gas prices to the top songs of the day, you will enjoy this trip back in time.
When you enter this site, you will be able to choose the decade. Have fun!
http://www.1970sFlashback.com/1970/Economy.asp
Saturday, January 3, 2009
Writer's Block
Writer's block is a phenomenon involving temporary loss of ability to begin or continue writing, usually due to lack of inspiration or creativity.
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