Hey Siestas! How are you darling things? You are really on my mind today especially since I got to hug about 25 of your necks after the Salt Lake City Living Proof Live. I woke up wanting so much to write to you today but wasn’t sure where I wanted to head in theme so I’ve decided to do something a little different. I’m just going to take you with me all day long until late this afternoon when the time comes to launch this post. You and I are going to hang out on a fairly unusual weekday when I’m not writing any kind of study material or preparing any kind of message. It’s one of those days when appointments stack sky-high because they’ve been long-awaiting a window. The James project is complete (except for the final read-through that I’ll do this week) and Salt Lake City is behind us. (One of our darling attendees updated her status on Facebook by saying how much she enjoyed Living Proof Lice. And indeed the entire group seemed to be itching for a fresh revelation. I’ll try not to nit pick here.) With those events behind me, I’ve thanked God profusely and already turned my attentions toward the simulcast material for next weekend (Sept. 10th). I’ve heard from God about my text and jotted down a few main ideas and will start getting very focused toward it tomorrow afternoon. But, until then, it’s a day of appointments and it will be all the more bearable because you’re tagging along in my thoughts.
Our day together begins as I pull out of my driveway. It’s a little later than usual due to my appointment schedule but don’t get the idea that you can kick back and daydream. Stay alert here. We have a fair amount to do.
9:30 AM – We (you and I) drop Queen Esther off at the groomer for her beauty appointment despite her obsessive-compulsive reluctance to have us out of her sight for the splitiest second. She will get a sudsy bath and a good sheep shearing with #4 clippers to keep her from having a heat stroke and traumatizing us to no end. (If any of you are new to the blog, perhaps you need to know quickly that Queen Esther – AKA Star – is my Border Collie and not my mother-in-law. We have a strict policy around here never to have our in laws sheered with #4 clippers.) We have to keep Star’s hair short in the summer even though her full mane is among her very best features. Keith and I are outdoor people so she has to be able to tolerate the heat and that means one thing: a crew cut. Yesterday it was 110 here in Houston and, actually, it had cooled off from the weekend if that tells you anything about August life in Houston, Texas. Considering all that the East has been through in the last five days, I’m not complaining. While at the groomer, we learn that groomer’s teenage son is going to have heart tests done over the next few days and she breaks our hearts by letting tears spill over her cheeks. We want to hug her but we don’t get that hug-some vibe. This woman is no wimp so we are particularly moved by her show of emotion and we promise to pray for her and her beloved son. I already kept my promise. Since I’ve thrown you into today, would you do your part and please pray for his heart? God knows who he is and is looking straight at him with indescribable endearment. He also sees his mom and cares so much about her pain and fear.
9:45 AM – You and I pull into the first parking place we can find at the North Cypress Medical Center and only have to walk about three miles to the front door. (Ever so slight an exaggeration.) Huffing and puffing and, yes, carrying our laptop with our big, fat purse because we’ve committed to spend the day together, we sign in at The Women’s Br_______st Center because it’s time for one of us to have her annual M______ogram. (I know. For someone with such a big mouth, it’s absurd that I pick times like these to get all clammy and modest but I just can’t bring myself to actually type out the words. Maybe some of you remember 20 months ago when I told you that I had been hospitalized for something that sounded a little like “tonsillectomy” only it started with an “h.” I’m just not that big on body parts.)
10:00 AM – We surrender up our insurance card and our driver’s license, sign our releases and are called back right on time for our procedure. We are told the drill – where to change into our hospital gown and such – but we already know it well because at least one of our mothers died of breast cancer. We don’t get the luxury of skipping out on what, until after my tonsillectomy with an “h”, has been a twice-annual barrel of monkeys. We love the fact that our hospital gowns are kept in a warmer because the extra touch eases some of the anxiety but we do wish that they fit a little better as they do tend to gape open in the front since they only tie at the waist. This is unfortunate for all concerned.
10:15 AM – We are called back to our room by a really sweet woman-technician but she is not one of the ones we’ve come to know. So, we feel some of that familiar dread because…well, because we are modest. On the way to what we’ll affectionately call the press room, we see a very familiar face and she’s happy to see us, too, and we have a small group hug, the three of us (only she doesn’t realize you’re there). At this point it becomes obvious to the newer technician who led us back there that Hope is our annual BFF and she asks if Hope wants to take it from there. We are very relieved when she says she does. (Don’t you think that “Hope” is the most wonderful name for a woman who performs those life-altering procedures for women every single workday? Here you are, all apprehensive, and maybe even coming in for a recheck because something looks suspicious and we stare at that name tag and find “Hope.” I have told her many times that she, too, does women’s ministry.)
10:20 AM – Happy though we may be to have fresh Hope, we proceed into the meat grinder. Now, this is where you’ll need to shut your eyes because this part is just between me and Hope. I will forego painting a picture for you but let’s just say that, had the fire alarm gone off in the medical center, I would have been in decided peril as even the skin around my ears appeared to be stretched vociferously between a rock and a hard place. When we are done, we feel like we need to be put into an upper body cast but, alas, we are told to have a seat and wait and not to take off our gown yet in case we have to recheck anything. We are surely hoping not to be called for a recheck because, right about now, we are feeling like someone has closed an elevator door on one of us and taken us up to the 26th floor of a high rise and back. I busy myself by talking to you. You don’t say much back. I think you are scared you’re up next.
10:45 AM – We get called back to see the radiologist who we are nuts about. God gave us joyous favor with this staff and radiologist years earlier when we had a couple of serious cancer scares. The first thing he did was ask us about Melissa and Amanda, if that tells you anything about how wonderful he is and about how often they’ve been there with me and gotten all mangled up in their mother’s health dramas. Close your eyes again because he has large X-ray images of each of our – well, you know – on the screens. They look very ugly inside like they always have, which is precisely the reason for all the drama. Calcifications and the like. We can only visit with him for a minute about Amanda and Melissa because we need to be put out of my misery and told if everything looks okay. He tells me what he’s often told me. “I could biopsy you all over the place but, the fact is, these pictures are exactly like the ones from 2009 and 2010. I never like how they look but they look exactly the same so I’m going to let you go another full year (only the second time in my adult life) but, Mrs. Moore, DO YOUR MONTHLY EXAMS!” I promise that I will and maybe God wants you to promise that you will, too. Maybe that’s why you tagged along today. This is women’s ministry too, you know. We’re not ghosts. We have bodies. And they need stewarding. Maybe you need to do a few things for your health, too, but you think you’d rather take a sharp stick in the eye. I won’t hound you. I’ll just let God hound you. Otherwise you might think that misery just loves company. And let’s admit it. It does.
11:00 AM – Even before we’ve completely changed back into our clothes, we text Amanda and Melissa because they love us so much and they’re always relieved, too. We end up talking to both of them on the phone because we’re nuts about them. Our Amanda is having her first day with both kids in school in a good, long while and is celebrating a friend’s birthday over lunch. (AB is back in Mother’s Day Out and our big, fine boy is in his second week of Kindergarten.) Melissa is under the books, studying Coptic. We smile because we love these girls and their different worlds so much.
11:10 AM – One of our dear sibling in-laws needs to tell me something on the phone so we decide to take the long way to work and drive through Starbucks.
11:30 AM We pull up at Living Proof Ministries and we smile because we love those people who work within those walls so much we can barely stand it. We go inside and get and give many hugs because they haven’t seen one of us since last Wednesday. They can hardly wait to hear all about the Living Proof Live in Salt Lake City because they prayed so hard. We brag like crazy on the group God gave us and boast in His fresh graces and mercies. We’re only there for an hour and a half because, remember, this is appointment day.
12:00 PM – We gather for staff prayer time in the break room at LPM, most of us on the floor. We usually have staff prayer on Mondays but, if my schedule allows, I take Monday off after a Living Proof Live so Tuesday, it often is. I give a devotional then we pray together and specifically for one another. Most of the staff members write down their prayer requests on designated sheets of paper then Kimberly Meyer copies them off just before prayer time and passes them out to us. While we are praying, I realize that something pretty big has happened in one of my coworker’s lives while I was out of town and I am distraught. I lean over and write notes on her prayer sheet and tell her to call me the second we break. She nods her head. I can see the tears in her eyes.
1:00 PM – We have to scoot straightaway to make it on time for our next appointment so we end prayer time, say our goodbyes and one of us says we’ll see them all tomorrow. We call my friend before we make it to the car because we are so unnerved for her. She and I talk for the next 15 minutes while I’m on my way to the next stop. I feel badly about leaving you out of the conversation but, alas, some things are best kept confidential. I wouldn’t tell her some of the things you’ve told me either.
1:20 PM – We pull up hurriedly into the driveway of the groomer and run inside to get Queen Esther. Our next appointment is at 2:00 and not close by so we have no time for lollygagging. We’ve already paid in advance so it’s just a matter of fetching our best little buddy. We head off to the car. We really wish Queen Esther would t___t___ before getting in the backseat but she is traumatized by #4 clippers and, hence, her bladder is frozen solid. She barks “Run for your life!” and so we do.
1:25 PM – We pull into our old familiar driveway of 27 years (conveniently close to the groomer as you can see from our timeline). We let the Queen out of the backseat, nod with approval as her bladder thaws out in the grass, and we scurry our little beloved into the house since she can’t go with us to our next appointment. We haven’t eaten any lunch so we spread us a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and a half and stuff it in a Ziploc because we dearly love Ziplocs. And peanut butter and jellies.
1:35 PM – We make sure Queen Esther is all settled in the house – even if she is royally ticked that she’s once again being forsaken – and we (you and I) head out the door and jump back into the car. We eat our PB&Js before we make it to the second traffic light. We leave one of our husbands a voice mail and tell him what we’re doing then we head on our 15 minute trek to our hair goddess for fresh highlights and a trim. One of us is having her annual photo-shoot tomorrow and, lest the other one think it sounds glamorous, the one of us having the photo-shoot enjoys it almost as much as she enjoys her annual m________ogram. We do indeed like seeing the photography staff once a year but, truthfully, this half of we just wishes we were seeing each other over bagels. So much smiling and not a grandbaby in sight. What a waste.
2:00 PM – We are in the chair of the Miss America of Hair. We LOVE this woman. I mean we absolutely L-O-V-E this woman. I’d tell you her name except that my staff would hang me upside down by my little toes because she’s already so booked that most of us make our appointments a couple of weeks in advance.
3:25 PM – We are still in the chair of the Miss America of Hair. She is very accustomed to us working hard on our laptop while in her chair. In fact, one of us put the last period of the final day of the James study sitting right here in this chair two weeks ago. One of us also wrote a chunk of GOOTP and SLI in this very chair. Right about now our big hair is in about 47 foils that could provide enough electric current for ET to call home.
4:00 PM – The Miss America of Hair unfolds one of the foils and nods her head. One of us leans back and puts her head in the shampoo bowl, but, alas, while holding the laptop up in the air so that the same one of us need not waste any time. God forbid that she’d just lay her head back and do nothing. We get a trim and The Miss America of Hair takes the blow dryer and blows all the hair off my computer keyboard and we laugh and thank her. We tip her well because we love to sit in the chair of the Miss America of Hair and we want her favor.
And we get back into the car, you and me.
Exhausted.
But so happy.
Because we’ve spent the day with a good sister-friend. We’ll stop by the chiropractor, get adjusted, thank him again for being used of God to get our reluctant (nearly rude) selves out of 24/7 pain a year ago then one of us – I said just one of us – will go home and kiss my husband.
Thank you so much for coming along today, Sister! You made me smile. I love you and think of you every day.
Wow Beth, You had a rich-full day. I wish I had your energy! I think about all the folks you came across that work in the background that love the Lord. Reminded me to pray for them too today!!
Lord bless you and thank you for all you do…!
Hey Beth,
I am exhausted just reading about your day.
Had my boobies trapped 2 weeks ago, but we have to wait a week to find out how they are doing. Just been told I have “Frozen Shoulder”. Has anyone else had this?
Can’t wait to see you next weekend.
Take care,
Rebecca
Beth..that was awesome! 🙂 Thanks girl, for having me with you..wooohooo!
Loved hearing about your day. Thank you for sharing! My mother also had her br____ flattening yesterday! They certainly are not the most comfortable procedures. I am so thankful that God will not have those machines in heaven! We are thankful for them, though, as we would miss out on those divine appointments with those who serve in the medical mission field–so it is good to have those yearly (sometimes more) requirements for self care! You are beautiful and I hope you feel our Father’s glory you on you as you smile for the camera, remembering your Siesta sisters love to see your beauty which only increases with time! We are right there with you in spirit on this day too! We are cheering you on as you walk in the Light of your calling! (sometimes it is a literal flash of light behind a camera–thank you for your willingness) 🙂
love this post. I too had the “h” eight weeks ago today and feeling pretty good now. Mine was abdominal. I had kindey stone surgery three weeks ago Friday and am still dealing with all the testing etc that goes with that.
I am so excited becuase if I make it through this week I will have gone one whole week this year without having some sort of medical “procedure” done. That will all change again next week.
Chiropractor or massage sounds really good about now but I must admit to still having some very tender areas so maybe another couple of weeks.
Glad you got a o.k report and thanks for sharing your day with us.
Haha! That was fun… Even the M_______gram. Unfortunately, I can so relate. My first fabulous experience was when I was 22 & I seriously thought that I was probably bleeding by the end of it! Then my modesty was absolutely thrown out the window as every single one of my lumps was ultrasound-ed until the tech lost count…. Womanhood is so glamourous!
I’m so glad we got to go see Miss America after that!
Small favor to ask… If my husband is ever called to the Houston area, can I please come work at LPM? You won’t have to pay me… I can just volunteer to sharpen all of the pencils or pick up lunch or clean the bathrooms or whatever! I promise I won’t be in the way… I just want to come to prayer time!
Haha… Don’t worry, I promise I’m not a stalker! And although my husband is a FABULOUS minister, I’m pretty sure no one in your area knows him;)
I was living every moment with you through you annual m-gram. As an eleven year breast cancer survivor I’ve pretty much put it behind me, EXCEPT for the week before and the days after waiting for the results (yes, we have to wait days for computer generated results – torture!) Love you much, would spend every day with you if I could!
Let the beloved of the Lord rest secure in Him for He shields him all day long. Deut 33:12 NIV
Thank you for that! Reading over it causes me to breathe deep. THank you JESUS! FOR YOUR WORD of PROMISE!
Life took over the last few months and this is the first time since May I have stopped by the LPM blog. I know it was directed by the Lord because I so needed to ‘go’ through your day with you. Thank you for the smiles and laughter. Aren’t PB&Js just the best?! And, I will try not to get so sidetracked again;)
Beth – you are just the greatest girlfriend I have ever had! GOD so knew to have you be a disciple of CHRIST that would pour into my life. Who would have known that years ago when my mom came back from a Bible Study (some darlin Bible teacher with great hair…) to a very closed off and saved but un-church going young woman, and said, ” Molly, you would love this woman.” She’d be right!
GOD and mom’s know!
I have to say, I have been loving the longish hair…and the blond, well duh! I bet you look gorgeous. Should I ever move to Texas, I will pay for the classified information of said hairdresser. Those are the details one needs to iron out when one moves, get a church and hairdresser…the rest will fall into place.
I adore how GOD has given us YOU!
Days like this just make me wish we all lived in the same town and could see eachother.
LOVE YOU –
Thank you so much for sharing that! I was able to eat lunch with you while reading! You helped make lunch not so quiet since both of my girls are now in school all day! You made me smile and laugh the whole time I was eating without having to scold you to eat or to get back in your chair! LOL! One last thing to share with you…my husband, a pastor, is getting to baptize my 8 year old daughter Sydney tonight! Along with 25 others from our church as well! How proud and excited can a mama be!!
Thanks for taking me along for the ride. I loved every minute/word of it! I am exhausted too! 🙂
Hey siesta mama!
That was so fun! Thank you for sharing yor day and your life with us!
I pray for you often and am so glad last weekend’s Living Proof Live went well. Somehow I knew it would. Praying for you now as you prepare for September 10th.
Love you loads!
Thanks for sharing your day! I’m so looking forward to attending the simulcast in person in Lubbock! Praying for you, Travis, and the entire Siesta community who will be sharing this time together.
This morning I watched the final video online for “Believing God”. What a blessing! Thank you for encouraging our ongoing walk to believe God in every situation in our lives. What a mighty God we serve!
Hey again!
Just wanted to tell you my biological mom’s birthday was on the 30th. She is 77. Since I couldn’t spend the day with her, it was so cool I got to spend the day with my Spiritual mom!
You are the best siesta mama!
I wanted to come up with a witty response about what one of us is doing right this minute and continue on with the overall theme of your fun post, but alas, I’m too tired. I’m running around today, trying to get before school things accomplished, and so all I can say is that I really wish we could have a REAL day together. What a treat it would be! Thanks for being our Siesta Mama. You are so loved and appreciated. Now I’ve got to go label things like backpacks and school supplies.
LOVE it!!! and LOVE you!!! Enjoy some rest tonight!
How would you like to go to the “press room” with Susan Basham? No kidding. Can’t you hear the jokes when she tells people what she does for a living.
Thanks for the laughs.
“Jeremiah 15:16
Your words were found and I ate them, and your words became to me a joy and the delight of my heart, for I am called by your name, O Lord God of hosts.” ESV
I loved this post. It’s posts like this that make me think if I saw you in person you’d walk right up to me and say “Hey Becky. How’s Ben and Chloe (my hubby and dog)?” Like we’re best buds. Your transparency and approachableness just bleeds through this blog. Thanks so much for being so real and genuine. 🙂
Becky
Murfreesboro, TN
Beth, if I didn’t know it I would think you were describing me and my relationship to my dogs also-Stetson Ultra Hershey and Chloe Marie…LOL what can I say.
Chloe Marie is my daughter’s name:)
SO, SO FUNNY…..LOOOOOOOOOVVVVVVED THIS AND LOVE YOU EVEN MORE…..HOPE YOU DO MORE OF THESE !!
Ha Ha! Glad we had a good day.
Thanks for sharing a day in your life. A suggestion for that monthly check we should all do: Buddy check 12. you call a friend on the 12th day of the month to remind her to do a check, thus reminding yourself and then she calls you the next month as a reminder. A great way to stay in touch with a friend with benefits to boot. I am thinking those technically capable would probably choose to text or tweet? but i think the personal contact, a moment to share a few thoughts is a great way to stay “checked out” and checked in with a friend. 😉
This was gloriously fun and it kept me busy as I chatted on FB with my hubs in Ethiopia. It only takes about 5 minutes for each chat to come through so this kept me occupied. Thank you for making us smile Mama!!!
K
That was so funny! Especially the parts with Queen Esther, the #4 shears, and the annual m—–gram. My sisters and I always seem to get called in for extra views, and the doctor once told me it’s because we are made of sugar and spice and everything nice! But why did God locate all those lumps in an area that has to be squeezed so hard each year? Thanks for taking us along to your appointments, although I got a little worried we were going to miss lunch! Getting ready to start “Breaking Free” for the first time (updated version) with my Bible study friends, and can’t wait to see what God’s going to teach us!
Fun…and funny! Thanks for the trip!
Siesta Mama! I just saw you on the Simulcast Webcast and just needed to come back and let you know that Miss America of Hair did great work on those fresh highlights and your trim! 🙂
Oh Sister, I enjoyed this so much!!Thank you for sharing your day with me! That is exactly how I felt, like I had shared a day with my siesta mama and friend. Have a wonderful weekend.
Beth, thanks for letting me hang out with you today. I had a blast. It was so much fun to see how you spend your day. Many blessings and (((hugs))) to you!
Beth, the Lord must have put this blog on your heart and mind because He knew that so many of us Siestas would dearly love to know what it’s like to spend a day with Beth Moore! And now we have! I loved it myself! (And btw…both of our mothers died from breast cancer.)
I have enjoyed our day so much! Thanks for taking me with you ! And even though I’m really scared of dogs that are not mine, I was not a bit scared riding in the car with Queen Esther!
Thanks Friend ! 😉
Marilyn
Thanks Beth, it was a fun day. I was about to T T as bad as the Queen. I thought we would never get home.
Hugs to you. Sue
Beth, you are way too wonderful and precious!! Thanks so much for sharing such a terrific day with all of us!! I’m so excited about getting to see you for the first time this next weekend at the stimulcast!!! My church, Grayson United Methodist, in GA is hosting this AWESOME, AWESOME, GODLY event and I can’t even begin to tell you how thrilled & blessed we already are!!!
Much, much love in Christ!
Well Miss Beth you will be here in Lubbock next week I am so happy I am beside myself. All of my begging, pleading loss of pride and dignity and you are West Texas bound. Now we are mighty dry and would ask for prayers for rain we are not the most beautiful place you have been but I believe in all the world our sunsets come straight from heaven they are so amazing. God has purposed you to come here our city is in need of women equipped to take back our homes, and Lubbock back for Jesus. I have been on my knees praying for some life changing moments at the event I could stand some myself. I praise God for your ministry was in Lifeway book store this past weekend with my husband and we passed by the Bible study section and I told my husband just look at that whole side of this section is Beth Moore Bible studies he said is that awesome or what I said I wonder if she ever knew God would use her in such a mighty way he said if she didn’t she does now. I would so love to just sit down and visit with you but I know that you have a very busy life so when we get to heaven we are going to having some good girl talks and that will be good enough. My son said Mom you know if you two went to school together ya’ll would have hung out cause you are both crazy. Beth I know Jesus is coming back soon and I am more than ready mostly I just want to sing Holy Holy Holy with the angels around His throne and see the Light of that great city then I am going to find my sweet young daughter and we are going to dance with Jesus. I can just hear her say Mom come over here you are not going to believe how wonder this place is. Come on to Lubbock God is on the move He is going before you and all the team. We have prayed you up. To God be the Glory.
We cannot WAIT to get to Lubbock, Nita! May Christ make Himself enormously obvious to us all.
loved spending the day with you friend!! wish we could do it more often.
praying for your friend and her son.
love you, julie
Wait (sound of screeching tires coming to a halt) what about our morning coffee!?!?!?
Love you Miss Beth! I’m exhausted AND refreshed after spending time with our girlfriends!
I would like to humble myself to ask a silly question. You see I missed out on the origin of the name “Siestas.” My confused brain wonders who thought of that and why? I just thought a siesta was a nap. I don’t speak Spanish despite the little old woman who was determined to teach me on a flight home from Florida to Minnesota. Can you say “peanuts” in Spanish? Will someone please gently inform my ignorance? On both counts!
Beth, you have given me an idea of how to write my next letter to my mom or my aunt. Just take them along for a day in my life! I loved journeying with you.
Hi, Pamela Sue! Way back in the very beginning, one of the ladies on here asked what we sisters in Christ could call each other. An endearment of sorts. I tried to type back, “Let’s call each other Sistahs” but my spell-check changed it to Siestas. It stuck. It’s the perfect name for us because we hope this community is a respite from the competitive, mean spirited world that surrounds us.
Thanks for letting me tag along. I must say that I saw you today on the simulcast webcast and you looked fabulous. Miss America of Hair did a great job. We are looking forward to the simulcast. The church I work at is doing the simulcast again this year we are all so excited. I’m doing tech & heading up registration. I can’t wait to put faces with the names that I have put on registration. Praying for you, please pray for us.
Just another day, but those appointments always take something out of you. Fear of the unknown, or sometimes knowing too much, having a mom die from the disease–whatever all the emotions are, they swell up and can take hold. He is so good to deliver us, sometimes moment by moment on those days. Praising Him for your continued good health, my friend.
So much happening here, but it’s all good–got #3 son married a few weeks ago, have a grandbaby on the way (January can’t come soon enough!) and we’re at the ranch more than Houston. Missed Curtis and Amanda at MidLink but Mike is doing a Bible study at First with me for the first time in our whole married life–and you understand what a praise that is for me! ’nuff said!
You are on my heart often and I pray for you, your family, your amazing ministry. Sending hugs.
Ha! Beth you make me laugh out loud. My whole office staff is staring at me! At least my office staff is the church office staff so they know who Beth Moore is and can totally relate to the laughter coming from my office! Queen Easter! Too funny! Thanks for such a wonderful day! LOL
PS- I’ll be praying for the groomer and her son and your friend.
you make me smile! 🙂 i love walking with Jesus with a sister-friend through my days. it’s been full on kids around these parts and i mean that in the sweetest way. they are little joys. looking forward to decorating for fall. meditating on endurance of the saints. anxious to see the hubby and kiss my one. delighted with homemade pizza for lunch with a friend who loves Jesus. sweet ways to spend simple days. enjoy the rest of yours. keep faith.
Okay, Okay. God is speaking. It’s been 3 years since my last M________ogram and I definitely know better. Shame on me. My best little doggie buddy is 16 yrs old and is also past his #4 clipper visit. All is well. Appointments made for both of us. Thanks for reminding to take care of life, Beth. You are a joy and delight. 🙂
This was fun! I can identify with the yearly procedure.
Last year I had to go for the re-check 🙁 It was called a “diagnostic”; All I can say is if the Jolly Green Giant came to pick up that machine I would have went right along with him….I was “one” with that machine! LOL! But thankfully he didn’t and my exam came back ok. 🙂
What a WONDERFUL letter today!! I was able to go with Beth everywhere she went today! Beth has quite a Vivid Imagination..I LOVE it!! I recognize a God Send Talent when I see or hear one. (I tend to have that same Imagination that she has..that’s why I recognize it!) Bless you Beth…With my Love, Marylou from NY.
Thank you so much for taking me with you today! You made me laugh and feel much better about my crazy busy days!!
Thanks Beth for the smile. This is my week of “appointments” too following cancer treatments and you just made it more fun for me. Love you!
Ohhh – I loved sharing your day with you! And I will never – ever think of the “press room” without smiling again! I’m heading there in the next few months and I can assure you, I do not get a warmed up gown. So cheated, I am! 🙂
Oh yes. And I’m pretty impressed that you can work on the computer and get your hair done at the same time.
What a DAY!
My day is only half done, as it is now 12:40pm here in western Canada … so it’s neat to see you are at rest.
Thanks for keeping us along!
Think about your favorite things/people with the photo shoot and maybe you will be surprised how quick time passes! Maybe post some pics of your side of the shoot 🙂
Blessings to you!
OOOOPs today is the 31st! Well good thing I looked at the calendar! hahahaha
Beth! That was so fun.
Just wanted to say I’m going to my 1st event of yours, a simulcast in Albuquerque, New Mexico and I’m super excited!!! Also, this is NOT RELATED, but I had a dream we can all laugh about:
You and your man were staying with me and my man for a couple days at our apartment even though we had never met. The 1st night, we threw a big banquet-style party, I invited everyone from work. You cooked. The menu consisted of whole roasted jack rabbits and roadrunners (fur, feathers and all)!! Needless to say, it wasn’t well-received, but it was exotic fare. While everyone was serving, I stood by you and said: “I just love you Beth Moore! I check your blog every day, sometimes multiple times a day, and I just think you’re a great woman of God.” You just looked at me with a kind of blank stare, and I felt awkward. But the next moment we were suddenly in a minivan together zooming around (you were driving!) downtown Chicago – the roads of which seemed like driving on a playground/obstacle course. I was asking why it didn’t scare you to drive in such a strange place, but you laughed and said “I’m a City girl!”
Even if we didn’t get off to a great start, we had a ton of fun driving around Chicago. I woke up feeling like I had really met you!
Thanks for making me smile reading about your daily jaunt. I needed a good laugh. Just got home late Saturday night from taking my second and youngest daughter off to college. Yes that means this is my first week as an empty Nester :((. Both of my girls are away at school 🙁 Then yesterday spent time ministering to two dear friends, both in ministry as I am, one who had a mastectomy yesterday and the other was told yesterday she is facing one as well as soon as they can get it scheduled. A “young” brother in law is in surgery even now as I write this for triple possibly quadruple By-pass surgery with 2 sweet teenage daughters anxiously awaiting the outcome in the waiting room! So you made me laugh which was greatly needed!! God is GOOD and God is FAITHFUL!
Thanks!!