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.
Thank you Siesta mama for bringing us along – what a joy to share the day with you! And thank you for the reminders of the hurts and concerns all around us, when it’s far too easy to be wrapped in my own little concerns. Hope – wonderful wonderful Hope!
Brings to mind Romans 4:19-21 Against Hope, Abraham believed God and it was credited to him as righteousness.!
Love you all!
Whewwww girl what a day!!! Don’t know about you but I’m exhausted!! I’m so glad your m__ogram went well. When I was only 36 I was sent by my OBGYN to have a diagnostic one because of a lump she had found. Now I am actually one of these peeps that actually checks herself because I am so lumpy and I’m flat chested so it’s very hard to tell what’s me or what’s not. In fact I had a Dr. tell me once she couldn’t tell if it was my rib or a lump!! Needless to say she’s no longer my doc!!! Anyways as you were taking us along with you I totally felt your pain as if it were me being put in that vice hold machine!!
I am soooooo looking forward to Sept 10 and what God has in store for us all. Although I wish we could see you live simulcast is the next best thing!! Maybe you should think about skyping all of us that way we could all talk back to you:-)!! Arkansas would love to have you back sometime soon…just sayin;-)!!
Thanks for the laughs and have a great week!!
Luv ya bunches!!
Dear Beth,
Wow what a day! I am just exhausted after that. So glad that God has given you a word for simulcast on Sept. 10th, because I will be there to hear you. Not there exactly, but in West Plains Missouri!! Can’t wait to hear what He has in store for us. Thanks for sharing your day and thank you for the plugg to women to get a yearly checkup it is so important!!! See you on Sept. 10th
Love in Christ,
Debbie
This post warmed my heart! I had to have my annual p_p test done today and it certainly was not on my list of things I’d choose to do in a day! It just warmed my heart that all of us women are doing those kinds of appointments. Thank you God for giving us each other so we’re not alone!
Oh Beth! What a treat you are and how I love reading anything you write! What a mind you have, and what a way with words you have! Thank you for taking the time to share your day — you’ve made mine by doing so! Bless you!
What a great post! You are the only person I know who can make a stranger feel like she’s your BFF! Thank you for taking us along on your day….what a ride!!
(Thanks for the hug this past weekend in SLC ♥)
Momma Beth –
I just loved this. And it def served as a reminder to get my ‘fibrous’ b___s checked soon. Been too long. Thanks for taking me along for all the stops and starts! I love how the Lord uses your heart, your imagination, your wit, your love of HIM to minister to me. I need it today– too much referee-ing of irrational kids. It’s wearing me down!! THANKS for making me giggle. I bet Star looks adorable!
Praying for groomer’s son’s heart as well. My man has a prosthetic aortic heart valve — put there before I even met him. I marvel at how God works on the fleshy hearts of His kids and praise Him for how, at least in my husband’s case, health crisis can become the doorway to huge huge blessings.
Love you, Momma Beth! Back to these beauties tugging at my shirt hem today.
You make me smile too! I’m terribly behind in my Siesta verses and stand little hope of getting to meet you in January, but it’s been great fun hanging out with you today. Now I have to go do a self br__st exam. 🙂
Sally! See it through! You can do it! Choose a psalm that speaks to you or a chunk of Scripture so that you can knock out about 10 verses in one month. It’s like cramming for a test but this test is such a blast!
What!!! I didn’t know we could do that! I had given up, but now that I know I can cram, cram I will. I felt so defeated, but now I have renewed gumption! Also, loved your delightful post.
Thanks for letting us tag along in the passenger seat! Great respite from my own busy days. Prayers for your groomer and her son, and for your co-worker too. Trusting God to be so very attentive to their needs.
And, thankful that you got a good report on your m____ogram. Stay diligent with your self exams! I still remember when you candidly shared during The Inheritance video series about losing your Mother to this disease. (I believe that’s the study where you shared) Anyway, that moment of honest conversation (and truth) really touched me. It spoke into my right now moment for you spoke as someone who knew what it was like to walk the uncertain path of diagnosis.
I’m a 2 1/2 year breast cancer survivor and doing well. God has been so merciful to me. And while I would not have chosen this journey the one choice I do make it to walk it well and remain faithful to my Maker. He makes the journey so sweet by His tenderness and His overwhelming kindness to me. His presence makes all the difference and His Word is life to me. How good is our God!
Bless you!
Cindy K
My dear Beth…you ALWAYS make me smile!!! God’s richest blessings on your!!
Oh my goodness…that was sooooooo much fun!!! I love hanging with you! I laughed my head off, until you got all siesta mama on us, then I laughed some more. Love you!
Oh Beth that was so much fun! I love you!!
Oh Beth, that was a blast today! I too like a good pb&j in a ziploc baggie:) Thanks for letting us tag along.
Hugs
You were blessed to be a blessing and you really are! Thank you for sharing your life with so many ladies!
Beth, Thank you for including us in your day. Glad the dreaded event of the morning turned out well and you don’t have to go back for a year. Getting that done and hearing “See you next year.” is such a huge relief. Today was a perfect day to be invited along on your day since not much was happening here. Have a wonderful week. Would love it if you all prayed for safety in travel for me and mine over this next week. Specifically Friday and next Monday. Struggling with a bit of fear which is where the enemy attacks most, but I have had great victory in it over the past 6 years.
Dear Beth,
I so enjoyed spending the day with you. Thanks for the intro to your dear friends. I enjoyed meeting all of them. We’ll have to do it again sometime soon but since the m—-gram is taken care of until next year, we’ll enjoy our day a little more. You make the BEST peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. It really hit the spot! Next time, lunch is my treat. Ta Ta
Dear Beth!
Thank you so much for sharing your day ( and your life) with us. I chuckled more than once and it was good medicine for me this day.
Love you much!
Jennifer
Just finished playing 18 holes of golf with some precious girlfriends. After reading about your day…I’m really exhausted.
Love that Beth!
Whew! What a busy day! Thanks for sharing it with us!!
Beth,thank you for sharing your day with me.I feel close to you too.I love your Bible studies and listen on-line.Thanks for everything and I’ll talk to you later.
Well, I am sure glad you stopped by Starbucks! My goodness…what a day! So, glad you have a good health report. Will be watching on Sept. 10. Looking forward to your broadcast.
I went with a friend of mine to the doctor and she had to have a knee x-ray. When the nurse came to get her I told her to be sure and smile. Meanwhile, I sat there looking at a magazine and I found a picture of someone’s knee with a smilely picture on it~when my friend came out of the room I told her, well here’s your picture, then handed it to her. We were both laughing.
You are a SWEETHEART, Beth! Appreciate your ministry in Christ! praying for you!
Please keep in prayer Siesta Sisters for a young mother named Bethany who has cancer. I know her mother who works for the BGCO in OKC and she is very sweet. Bethany is her daughter; she has a little boy and a new baby. Please pray for her and the family.
Beth, If you’d been hanging with me today, you would have gotten up at 5:23, showered, dressed, hair, make-up, and then gone to friend Buzzy’s house at 6:00 a.m. to watch week 10 video of Breaking Free. Home by 7:30 to keep working on canning red beets which I started yesterday. Put chicken legs in crockpot for dinner, make waffles for 5 girls for breakfast, mix up trail mix for hubby’s trip tomorrow, keep working on beets, do a load of laundry. Beets all done (22 quarts), make lunch out of nothing for hungry girls, clean kitchen, clean and organize pantry, put feet up for 1/2 hour (and doze off), back up to start processing 5-gallon bucket of tomatoes into tomato sauce. Make chicken divan for dinner, finish processing tomatoes, start making dill relish out of cucumbers (will finish tomorrow morning), then collapse into bed to spend some “Quality Time” with husband before he leaves for his annual trip to the Boundary Waters.
Must agree with you about the chiropractor. I’ve been in that 24/7 pain with my back and have been seeing mine for 14 years. I absolutely WOULD NOT been walking upright if not for him.
Thanks for sharing your day with me!
Your day is busier than mine, Mary Lou!
You’re great fun Beth. Thanks for making me laugh !!
I would love hanging out with you for a day! What a fun treat to do it in a “virtual” way. You are a blast! xoxo
….To the praise of His glorious grace, which He has freely given us in the One He loves.
Eph.1:6
Siesta Mama, I needed to spend this day with you– thanks for sharing, honey. I have a little story that I think you’ll appreciate.
I had my two (almost three) year old grandson with me this summer while his parents were overseas for two weeks. Grandma Camp went beautifully– what a blessing!! But, one morning Tal announced that he wanted to watch Winnie the Pooh, and my rule was “no tv” in the mornings. I suggested a walk, playing in the sprinkler, play dough, legos (you know), but he threw himself down & just had a tiny fit. I told him that kicking would not get him his own way…blah blah… you do not always get your own way, etc. Now, I have never really thought about the term “getting your own way”, but he suddenly cried, “Give it back. My own way. Give it back!”
yep, sin nature
I’m pretty sure I’ve said the same thing, using different words, to the Lord on too many occasions.
I had a great time hanging out with you! I have laughed my head off (except in the serious spots). In Missouri where I live, we would call you a “hoot”. (That is a compliment!) I DO love my PB&J, too, but the jelly needs to be strawberry. Thanks for sharing your day!!
I absolutely love this post!! Thank you for letting me come along with you today and get a glimpse into your life. 🙂
Oh the joys of being a woman!! Poked, pressed, or foiled It’s not easy being a woman.
Thank you for sharing your day with us!!
SAVE THE TATAs.. Go get those girls squeezed!!
Thanks for letting us tag along today! You’re so much fun to hang out with! 🙂
Loved this post Bethie! So fun. You most definitely had a busy day 🙂 Since u brought up women’s health, I confess here that its been 3 years since my last p_p. I have a very debilitating fear related to it but I know that I need to be checked. Prayers appreciated. Thanks!
Beth your day sounds just like ours! Love you for being so ordinary (no insult intended!) but really so extraordinary in your calling love you and my the LORD bless you and keep you 🙂
Dearest Beth,
Can I just say that I love that you let us come along for the ride at times on this journey God has you on. I was thinking of you today and thought how grateful I am that you are so open and honest about being a former pit dweller as I am one feeling like I’m trying to scratch and claw my way out only to throw myself back in..and how it shows sometimes in the the dumb things we say or write that we wish we could take back. I thought she probably doesn’t roll her eyes at us and think we’re as dumb as we feel. Beth probably just loves and prays for us. Feel free to correct me if I’m wrong but I doubt it. (smile)
I am most thankful I serve a Savior who will never give up on me. Life can be such a refining fire at times but I’m so glad He’s with me all the while. Love you Beth…
Hi Beth! Loved this post! I wanted to ask you to pray for one of my fellow teachers who found out she has stage 4 cancer about 2 weeks before school started. She is having a rough time physically and emotionally and I know she would appreciate your prayers. Thank you!
Wow! I am totally exhausted. What a fun day with you. Thank you for towing me all around town. What a day. You are awesome.
God Bless,
Genevieve
That was so much fun Siesta Mama!! I know how Queen Esther aka Star feels. I want to go with you everywhere!! You are so fun/funny!! Thanks for the ridealong. Love you ♥
Beth,
I had so much fun spending time wth you yesterday. Still have you on my mind tonight. Before I go to sleep, I am thanking God for allowing our paths to cross. Love you so much.
Jan
Would you lift little Mia up in your prayers. She is 1 year old from Oklahoma and just found out she has Stage 4 neuroblastoma tumor. I can’t imagine what her parents are going through.
Beth, I needed this day with you! I could feel your hand in mind and hear your voice. I love you tons!!
Thank you Beth for being so real and so very nice!! Have a great rest of the week and weekend too!! My Monday night Bible Study group is getting ready to start The Patriarchs on Sept. 12th. We are all looking forward to it.
Wow! Among your many other talents, you are a brilliant writer. I teach 4/5 grades and I would pay for them to write so creatively. Thank you for weaving humor, compassion, and God into every single post. Brought a smile to my face to read that:)
We will be hosting a simulcast site and Crossroads Community Church in Illinois in 10 days. We are very excited. I’m part of the planning team and we just had our last meeting tonight. I can home to just check in with you and thought I’d read your blog. It’s late and I’m usually not a big blog reader, and when I do read, sometimes not very thorough so please pardon my confusion when you started talking about the radiologist and him talking about Amanda and Melissa. I had to slow down and go back and read. I kept thinking, did her radiologist name her br—ts? Needless to say, I had to start reading your post over again and go back to confirm, no, not your br—sts but your daughters…lol
Jesus did it again! I was feeling weird and disconnected from the world today after the amazing LPL this weekend & getting to hug Beth and new Siesta-friends and I was telling Him 5 minutes before I checked this that I just wanted someone in this world to desire hanging out with me today. And I find this. Glory! He’s shaking me up something fierce. (see my story in the Salt Lake City comments!)
Continuing to pray for the simulcast!! Especially my “assigned” country of Dubai.
I wish I could hang out in Siestaville all the time. I love everyone here madly.
I had a great time with you today…let’s do it again!!
Great big hug….
I just loved this post! Planning and praying to be able to make it to the simulcast, too!
Hey there, Miss Beth !
It sure was fun to read all about “our mini-road trip” this evening ! However, I noticed that “we” didn’t have “our” Quiet Time with the Lord “together” . . . Boo hoo !
I am glad that my days are a bit less busy than that right now, though. I must admit that I have spent many hours with doctors myself this summer, but still do not know why strange things are going on inside of my body quite yet [I will find out soon, God willing !] . . . I could sure use some prayers for patience and endurance through it all, though.
However, that will change for me soon, too. I will be starting a 3rd year teaching darling Christian homeschooled children at this wonderful little Center in northern Illinois shortly; 2-3 days/week as a volunteer [since teachers are being laid off in most of the cities that surround me]. But, I also really enjoy teaching these young children [K4-2nd graders/and tutoring 5th graders]. And, hopefully I will get to sub. teach in the schools around my hometown on the other days every now and then. Besides, our good Lord Jesus seems to have this “all planned out for me” thus far; praise Him !
In Christ’s Love,
Jennifer O.
Southern Wisconsin
thank you <3 I loved spending the day with you. Enjoy your evening <3 🙂
Hey Beth – THANKS so much for this today… I needed a “normal” day after the summer we’ve had. My 20 year old son has epilepsy and has been undergoing many tests & evaluation for possible brain surgery. While he was in the hospital for a 5 day video EEG, and having hundreds of seizures, my brother went to sleep after work one day and woke up in heaven! Good for him, bad for me…. I am the closest next of kin and now have a to-do list that never ends. But God is faithful and gracious and merciful and – and – and….
I have written my last three Siesta verses in my little flippy card thing, but probably didn’t remember to post them here. Maybe I’ll do them all on Sept. 1st — ok? I am going with a friend to a local church for your Sept. 10th simulcast. See you then!
Praying for your son, Tami!
Regarding verses, you are sure welcome to go back and catch up on the verses you missed! Keep at it!
That was so much fun! I really like our PB&J’s, and the trip to the chiropractor – yeah! And yes, trailing around with you at the m_m_g_a_ appointment gave me the courage to book my first such visit (I’ve dillydallied way too long). So thanks. Between you and Hope, you brought out the bold in me and I’ll be making that phone call tomorrow. I’m glad you love your hairdresser. I love mine, too. In fact, she stars in a (I think it’s) TLC reality t.v. series beginning in September. Her shop is called The Beehive. She’s the Queen Bee – and dearly beloved by one and all in these parts. Thanks for letting us all tagalong today! I had no idea your car was so BIG! : )
Dear sweetheart Beth, Thanks for allowing God to use you in such amusing and amazing ways, by writing your(our) daily joys and suffering. Your( our) life is a hoot!!! Please come back to Little Rock soon!