Hey, Sweet Things!
I’ve had us in such a serious place recently that I’m feeling like it’s time to share some things that are fun and a tad lighter-hearted. First I want to tell you something because it greatly involves you. I woke up on Tuesday and, lo and behold, I felt remarkably better. Stronger. Clearer. Happier. Well, and funnier. (Grinning at the last one. It’s a big priority around the Moore house.) That’s one good thing about just being honest and out there with it sometimes. People might get concerned enough to pray for you. I want you to know that I FELT IT and I am eating the fruit of it and I am deeply grateful. I needed the prayers. Oh, Sisters, I always need the prayers. Don’t stop now. But I think it’s important that I turn around and encourage you in your faith by telling you that you pray effectively. What you do in the heavenly realms profoundly impacts this earthly soil. You matter. Your Spiritual disciplines matter.
I feel God at work and that’s the world to me. Nothing monumental has changed in the circumstances that have made these last weeks challenging. I am absolutely certain that the evidences and effects I’m seeing and feeling are spiritual in nature. Two things are roused right now. I want to share them with you because I believe they are the same two things that will often strengthen you, too, in your weakness and heaviness. The first one we just talked about: being prayed for. Without the second one, however, the first one is limited. The intercessor will still be blessed for her faithfulness but we, the prayed for, will be hindered in personalized impact without our FAITH. God is calling me right now to press past my current level of faith-comfort and get back to squirming and growing in my sheer belief.
Whether we like it or not, the Scriptures echo this immutable principle: we BELIEVE to fully RECEIVE.
Lord, increase our faith. Let us never forget around here that, without faith, it is impossible to please You. We can do everything else to perfection and have a righteousness that shames all our friends and a ritual of daily prayer and self-denial that would slack-jaw John the Baptist and still not experience the exhilaration of Your holy NOD. Your favor is attracted most by our faith. Lord, increase our faith.
NOW. Let’s also have a little fun. Our comment line is open today for those who want to share something lighthearted. It can be funny but it doesn’t have to be. It can just be plain old fun. You know. Like what your six year old said to you yesterday. Or the perfect shade of lip gloss you’ve discovered for the summer. Or the most ridiculous thing that’s happened in your home lately. Or something delightfully awkward or absurd. Wide open. If you can’t think of anything fun, then just partake today. Everybody here knows life is serious and hard. Let’s all fight the urge to give one another a reality check on here today. Sometimes life here on Planet Earth stinks. We all get that. But, sometimes what stinks is the fertilizer in that soil underneath our feet. Something will grow from it if we let it. And we won’t be standing here in this exact spot of soil for long. Don’t think it’s all over but the crying.
When somebody in my family is in a rut, really feeling like life in general is one big rip off, I’m forced to quote Shelby in Steel Magnolias: “Miss Clairee, there are still good times to be had.”
There really are, Miss Clairee. There really are. Believe that.
Psalm 27:13-14…
I remain confident of this:
I will see the goodness of the LORD
in the land of the living.
Wait for the LORD;
be strong and take heart
and wait for the LORD.
OK. Here’s my something fun today. I’ve had this in my Bible for the last several weeks. It’s a page ripped out of one of the booklets you get at a Living Proof Live. A precious sister (Talia, as you’ll see) at a recent event doodled this on her notes while I was teaching. You can even see the microphone. It got handed off to me by someone on the LifeWay team but, if she’d handed it to me herself, I would have profusely thanked and hugged her and laughed with her but the teacher in me would also have asked to see her session notes. Grin. Anyway, she really made me smile.
NOW, you make somebody else smile today. How about it?
I love you guys. Thanks for riding the roller coaster with me. Mama’s feeling better. But never stop praying.
I got my Nehemiah study book from LPM today!
After buying one last weekend…
I wasn’t sure I was going to have the money to purchase the book, so I contacted the fine folks at LPM. I didn’t hear anything and I ended up being able to buy the book, so I didn’t think much about it. When it showed up this afternoon, I thought, “How cool! I get to bless someone with a workbook.”
Made me smile. 🙂
This past weekend my 2 yr old granddaughter was walking through some tall plants in our backyard, when she told her mother, mommy I’m walking through the jungle. Out of the mouth of babes. Sweet stuff come out of little ones. Thank God.:)
Here’s a little funny from each of my kiddos:
Addison (then 3): “Mommy, can I have a cracker?” I started to say no, but before I could, she blurted out “Jesus said I could.”
Austin (then 3, on the 4th of July): “Mom, if you get too close to the fireworks you will die and go to heaven. You’ll see Jesus and then you’ll have to say, ‘Hi Jesus. I’m here because I got too close to the fireworks.'”
Kailey (then 6, after I asked her if her room was clean): “Mom, you know God made me different and I see clean differently than most people.”
Kendall (then 2) When her little sister was on the way, I was trying to explain to Kendall that there would always be a special room in my heart that was just hers and no one could take it, that God put it there just for me and her.) She replied, “Well, He’d better hurry up because He’s running out of rooms and soon He’ll have to take over the bathroom.”
Those were hilarious! Made me crack up! 😀
Thanks for the post. I just had a great laugh!!
Nice! You had true believers in your house!
What Austin said made me LAUGH OUT LOUD!!! I am still cracking up!! “Hi Jesus, I’m here because I got too close to the fireworks!” I’m dying!
My son was just sharing this memory at the dinner table tonight so I will pass it on…
He has had medical issues so has had multiple colonoscopies. As we were leaving after his 15th one I was being the bossy mom and telling him to be careful as he didn’t think he needed any help to the car. I reminded him that he was going to THINK he was just fine but to be careful of the curb up ahead. I promptly tripped over it 🙂
My 4 year old son just declared in front of a whole school assembly that when he grows up he wants to be a dishwasher so he can have really clean plates.
HAHA! I’m on his side!
I was complaining the other day about being hot and cranky and my 8 year old said “Mom, I think your mint paused”(meaning menapause)
Also, when I was leaving for work I asked him to clean his room, play outside and read for 30 minutes. He says “why do I have to do so much when I’m not even in school. You adults are so serious. Just relax and have fun.” Great advice from a kid.
My 5 year old son drenched me with a 2 foot long super soaker gun today — in my kitchen.
Miss Beth, it is SUCH a blessing to keep you and yours in prayer. THANK YOU for the feedback, both about the lightening of your spirit this week as well as the exhortation unto FAITH. To stand in confidence in HIM and not waver in faith brings us that Joy of the Lord.
So, here is amusing, but the disclaimer is that it could be a bit morbid to some. I PRAY not, and that it is just an example of the LORD’s sense of humor that can keep us laughing through our tears.
One year ago today my wonderful father died. I am fully confident that he is with the Lord, dancing his charming way along the streets of Gold and before the Throne. In that odd way that life hands you the ridiculous along with the sublime, the tender along with the tough, the morning that would be his final on this earth played out with these interludes:
I had a monitor on in his room as he rested and I was in the kitchen–I could hear him stirring a bit, but then my ears perked up to hear Daddy’s voice, clear as a bell, talking to himself or God or the air with these words,”Well, I guess it’s Bye, Bye Birdie time!” I laughed out loud, and then it was followed by, “See ya later, alligator.”
Before the morning was over, we were running low on medication (that he had only begun the night before!). Turns out my small hometown had a critical shortage of this drug, and the hospice nurse called the prescription into the only place in the county it could be had. And so, I found myself calling up to my brother to listen for Dad and saying, “I’ve got to run over to Target to pick up some Morphine!”
And I pretty much laughed and cried the whole way there and back. I am confident that I may never again have to get Morphine at Target.
Thank the Lord for exchanging my mourning for dancing.
True conversation that my daughter (the Mama)texted to me today. Her 3 daughters are age 3.5, 2 and 2 (yes, they are 16 months apart in age):
Mama: “Girls, no shoes in the house, please”
“But Mama, the babies and I are getting ready to go shopping at pretend apple store!”
“Well, you can wear pretend shoes, then.”
“Mama, I don’t know what to say now….”
I really did LOL on this one!
We adopted a girl from Russia who has no hands. She has quite the sense of humor. She told the mom of her friend that when people ask what happened to her hands, she says “well, I went fishing with my dad and he caught an alligator. And I made the mistake of trying to get the hook out.”
My son is 4 and on the autism spectrum. He loves to talk but (as all kids) sometimes mixes up his word. At the dinner table the other night he kept asking for “Dress up.” We were confused for a moment. He asked again for “dressup” for his salad. He’d combined ketchup and dressing. 🙂 Dressup is a natural combination for a boy with a big sister who’s always trying to make him into a princess.
I retired a year ago, but have since gone back to substitute at the school where I last worked. A first grade child commented with this funny and profound observation, “I’m glad you are back…I guess you’re not tired anymore.”
Yippeeee!!! Praise God You are feeling better! I’ve been feeding an abandoned cat(I already have a golden retriever and 2 cats inside) and my husband keeps threatening that I have to make choice between my 10 yr old dog and this abandoned cat. He is just wasting his breath!!!!! It cracks me up every time he says it:)
We are foster parents who just added a sibling group to our home last week. Needless to say, life has been a roller coaster for a week. I knew I was tired when we were out to eat yesterday and I thought what is in my back pocket and discovered the home phone!
Getting off the airplane yesterday to hear “grandma, grandma”! and then to have to small bodies climb into bed with me this morning! Ahhh…. what could be better! What a blessing to be a grandma! Thank You Jesus!
OK, this is a story that makes me laugh so hard I cry….everytime I hear it. It may not be so funny to you younger women, but just wait a few years. My good friend (I’ll leave out her name since I didn’t ask her permission to put this in writing – LOL.) My good friend was leaving the grocery store one day on her way home from work and received a phone call before she left the parking lot. As she was sitting in her car, talking to her friend, she realized that she may have left her cell phone on her desk at work. She frantically looked through her purse and all around the front seat of the car, even telling her friend she couldn’t find her phone…while hardly hearing a thing her friend was saying to her…..on the phone….which was up to her ear. I think it struck me as so funny because I’ve been there!
FUNNY!! 🙂
The raccoon that lives along the creek ate our strawberries and the birdseed out of our bird feeder. It also knocked over my herbs and it’s paw prints are in the kiddie pool. Now I am a lover of animals but I am ready for this raccoon to meet Jesus.
A couple of weeks ago I was teaching my grade 1&2 sunday school class about the blind man that Jesus told to go wash in the Pool of Siloam. At the end of the class we were filling in the blanks on the work page and one of the little girls said “Then Jesus told the man to go wash in the Pool of Salami….” – she didn’t even know what she had said that was so funny – so we spent the next few minutes trying to give her comparisons – the pool of pepperoni etc. Needless to say I’ve been giggling about it ever since!!!!
I, like Marie, contacted the LPM staff due to a financial (as well an another) situation to see about how to partake in the study coming up. I was contacted shortly after by Miss Lindsee and Miss Diane telling me that a copy of the study is in route. No humanly words could encompass my grateful, thankful heart for being allowed an opportunity to join in the study.
Thank you, Miss Lindsee, Miss Diane, Miss Beth and the rest of the LPM staff for allowing God to use you to minister to us all. You each are blessings in several lives and are storing such amazing treasure in Heaven.
Hey Girlies!!! I wasnt able to type my “Something Fun” the other day for time’s sake. When I was going to bed I was thinking about what I could share and then it hit me, what my 5 year old said while I was shucking corn. He said, “Mama these worms sure do like corn instead of apples!” LOL!!! In other words, he knew that worms like apples and couldnt for the life of him figure out why we were finding so many worms!!! SO cute!!! Love yall 🙂
OK, this is from our 7 year old son who loves me to read devotions with him. After the devotions, I always ask questions to make sure he is understanding what it was about.
This particular one was on Fasting. As I was reading it, I tried to explain what fasting meant, but could tell it wasn’t quite sinking in. When I went to ask questions, his summary of the devotion was:
“So, I need to be faster when I pray.”
Made me chuckle 🙂
I live in the Dallas area, which last year endured a serious drought and record breaking heat wave, and this year, every drop of rain has been a blessing, and just this week we had more much needed rain, and it just made me smile, it made me feel light of heart to watch the earth receive this blessing and watch the grass green up and flowers bloom and thrive, it just did my heart good!
The other day I was getting ready to go to an event with a new homeschool group. Now I am pretty gregarious, so I can usually jump right in, but there is just something intimidating about being around a new group of moms where you don’t know anyone. Do they dress up? Or are they more casual? Will they like me? Will I like them?
As a result I was spending more than a little time on my make up and hair. I was almost done, just the eyelashes left to go! As I stood there mentally giving myself a pep talk while curling my eyelashes, the most horrible thing happened! I SNEEZED! And yanked out half my eyelashes!
I thought I was going to die! I looked all lopsided! Would they notice? What would they THINK if they noticed? Maybe I should just introduce myself, “Hello I am Michele. Please excuse my lopsided lashes, I sneezed.” But then what if they HADN’T NOTICED! Then I would be pointing them out. I was SURE everyone would be covertly staring at my out of balance eyes, silently wondering, thinking me odd.
When I went? No one noticed. No one commented. And it was fine! But when I told my very best friend? She laughed her fool head off. Because sometimes? Dorky is good. Dorky people are funny. Lopsided lashes and all.
Much love to you!
About 5 years ago, this song was sung during worship for the first time at our church. Give it a listen (definitely great Truth to cling to!) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u3cvF6RYBgA&feature=related
We keep the kids in the worship service with us until they are dismissed for children’s church just before the sermon, so my then-four-year-old was singing alongside me. We got to the part of the song that you’ll hear at “5:15” on the video, and Mary Beth started pulling on my skirt and begging me to take her to the restroom. Non-emergency potty trips aren’t allowed during church for our family, so she had to be very diligent in her asking. When we got to the ladies’ bathroom stall, she backed up into the corner and looked up at me shyly to make a confession: “Mommy–I’m sorry. I don’t really need to go potty, but I HAD to ask you a question! (then with a look of utter frustration/exaspiration on her little blue-eyed face) Mommy, WHY are they in there singing, ‘Sponge Bob Squarepants–there’s no one like you!’ ???? Mommy–Sponge Bob is NOT ‘beautiful!'”
Hey Beth,
I KNOW you’ll enjoy this little story…it cracks me up whenever I think about it…
Last Sunday, I went to the children’s church area because I like to go and recite my new weekly verses (I’m memorizing Galatians currently) for the teacher right in the midst of the kiddos reciting theirs. I like to make sure that they know that Scripture memory isn’t just for kids–but EVERYONE, even super-old 30-somethings, should hide God’s Word in their hearts! 😉
So I did my verses (2:17-21) and one 5-year old looked up at me and said, “Why do you memorize the Bible?” I knelt down and said, “Because it is the mooooost special thing in the whoooooole world and I love it. Everyone needs it in their heart soooooo much. Plus, God tells us to.” He replied, “Oh. I do it for the candy,” and walked away.
Love you—and praying for you every day as I dive into “Jesus, the One and Only”.
Courtney!!! I met you in Houston and heard you recite Philippians, I believe it was!…
Your story here is so cute! I love it!…children are just so honest, yes!
De Anna from South Carolina
Hey De Anna!
Of course I remember you–we had lunch together and we are FB friends, for crying’ out loud! 🙂
Yeah, I did all of Colossians but was only half-way through Philippians at SSMTC. But, Glory to God, I have since completed Philippians, James, and am up to Galatians 4:7! Then, I’m planning on Titus, Philemon, and Jude by the end of 2012. Can’t wait for SSMT 2013! Lord-willing, I’ll do Ephesians and 1Peter! Scripture memory is so addictive!!! My Scripture memory work time is seriously the joy of my day! It’s the only thing I’ll let myself get addicted to any more–praise be to God! 🙂
Blessings!
Probably my funniest family story ever occurred more than a few years ago and is told somewhat at my sister’s expense. I’m not sure if I can tell it very concisely, but here goes:
My sister, brother and I were all in our early twenties, fresh out of college and driving back to Chattanooga, TN after visiting our parents in the mtns of NC. In Asheville, in the heart of the Smokies, my sister got lost and stopped to ask for directions at a Sheraton right off the hwy. Being a girl, I saw the opportunity for an unscheduled potty break and ran in while by sister spoke with an employee. When I got back to the parking lot, her car was gone. I asked the man that had given my sister directions where the car was that had just been there. He pointed and said, “You mean that one, getting on the highway?” Yep. Bummer. Well, I stood there a few minutes, figuring my sister would just take the next exit and come back and get me. Ten or fifteen minutes later I decided to go inside and sit down.
Now the obvious question is why didn’t I call her? No cell phones. Gasp! Say it isn’t so! It was the fall of 1985. When an hour had gone by, the people working in the lobby of the Sheraton asked if my sister liked me 🙂 The next obvious question is why didn’t I call my parents? The cabin they were at in the mountains didn’t have a phone so I’d have to call someone living in the valley to travel 30min one way to go get them and bring them to their phone. So far this didn’t look life or death to me.
Thank you for wading through some details. Hopefully, we’re about to hit pay dirt. My sister, Lynda actually drove all the way to Knoxville before catching that I was missing. For those of you not from around here, that was an hour and a half of very mountainous roads. We’re all fairly amazed that she didn’t wreck right then and there, but, thank the Lord, she didn’t. My brother, Keith had been sleeping (Soundly!) in the front seat and woke to my sister’s panicked exclamations of, “Where’s Kathy?” To which he offered an equally intelligent, “What do you mean, ‘Where’s Kathy?'” I forgot to tell you that a huge box was also occupying two thirds of the back seat with me, or where I used to be. So in my sister’s defense, it made it difficult to see me, especially if I was slumped over napping.
Lynda repeatedly told my brother to look in the box, which they both knew was already full. Keith then asked, “Do you think the rapture came?” To which Lynda replied, “I already thought of that, and her clothes would still be here!” Just to make perfectly clear that sheer panic that had set in, my sister’s next conclusion was that perhaps in my new position as an RN in a large ICU that I’d been exposed to some experimental drug that had caused me to disappear. As I live and breath, I could NOT make this stuff up! 🙂 Keith had the good sense not to qualify that one with an answer.
After pulling off at the next exit, they then decide I must have fallen out of the car. And it is with this story that they Do call my parents. But while waiting for my parents to get to the phone (see above), Lynda has Keith looking for me in the trunk! He decides to oblige, fearing she is near a breakdown.
Thankfully, since working for several decades as a policeman in Detroit, the word panic really wasn’t in my dad’s vocabulary. After he wades through my sister’s sob-ridden story, he asks one question: “Is her purse still in the car?” Well, it hadn’t occurred to them to look. Low and behold, it was gone too. To which my dad answered, “If she fell out of the car, she did not grab her purse on the way out.” It took him about two more minutes to jog Lynda’s memory for any stop, any stop at all she had made. Bingo. And there I was, still sittin’ at the Sheraton.
Hope it got a giggle outta ya! Come to think of it, the three of us have never since made that trip together. But, we are still speaking 🙂
I didn’t just giggle – laughed out loud! Thank you!!
This story reminded me though of the time I left a kid at home. I so identify with your sister…pure panic! In those days, we had a cargo van and my kids and the four I babysat just piled in for car pool. I still praise God for keeping that two year old safe those few blocks of travel time while I thought the big kids were teasing me that he wasn’t with us… I whipped that van around,raced home to find him on the porch, politely knocking on the front door! Not a funny story but a “Thank You – Thank You – Thank You – You are so good to me” true tale!
This was hilarious. Thanks so much for sharing. I just might laugh all day!!!!! 🙂
Kathy this is the funniest story I have ever read..I am rolling on the floor laughing out loud…you win the sweepstakes prize for funny…you go girl!
Hugs,
Your Siesta, Pam H.>
Absolutely crying right now! Tears streaming. Hilarious!
Forget giggling, Sister, I am surprised this laptop didn’t fall off my lap. I was shaking and practically dying of laughter!
Recently my husband and I were returning from a short break in a rural area north of where we live. It had been a rather stressful time and my heart was feeling heavy as my husband is easily tipped into depression and I could feel he was heading down that path once again. As we turned onto the road there were two parrots splashing around in a puddle on the side of the road – not an unusual sight in this part of the world. As I watched them they flew into a tree but to my utter joy they were the most amazing fluro green a colour one I have not seen before in such intensity. I was reminded that the LORD is the source of my joy and I need to stop looking for earthly solutions – I can pray for my husbvand and his health but then I must move forward in faith that my prayers will be answered and that I will have the strength to move forward each day. The God who made the glorious colour in those parrots will carry us both forward. Praise the LORD.
Something funny…..hmmm.
Maybe no one else thinks this TV show is as HI-larious as I do, but “Duck Dynasty” makes me belly laugh. Simply because I relate to these people so much – they are just like my own family.
God bless the Robertson family, they make me ‘happy happy happy’!
Love you, Miss Beth. Praying for you still.
My daughter (age 2) gave my husband and I our first bible story from her a few weeks ago. We were told to sit k-ietly on the tape and put our hands in our laps. Our son (age 1) got repeated warnings to SHH!!! She got up realizing she didn’t have her bible and asked where she could find a bible. Then as she flipped through the pages she told us her story: Paul did not obey God so Jesus spanked him. Then Paul obeyed and wrote letters!!! the end. 🙂
Haha! You go girl!
Hi Beth,
I have to share, my 1st grandchild was born 1 week ago today!!!! Her name is Ruth Evangeline, and yes she is the most beautiful baby you ever did see.
I am going to love this Granny thing.
I love you,
Rosie
I’m always seeing people i know at the oddest places, like “bumping” into a neighbor friend in the middle of Manhattan, being hundreds or even thousands of miles from home and “happening” to cross paths with a friend from my past, or sometimes it happens close to home at the mall when i see the person I was just thinking of that I haven’t seen for months. This often happens to people, but it happens to me and my family ALL the time! I learned from you Miss Beth that these are God moments, and I surely do treasure each one! This week is no exception, my family and I are visiting Yellowstone and Teton Parks and there were 3 times already this week i talked with people, not that I know personally this time, but one who lives 2 miles from my brother, one who we met on a float trip down the Snake river that lived in a tiny, remote town (of 30 people) where my family has a camp, and whose husband graduated from the same university as me in MD, and the third who just returned from driving across the country from seeing her daughter graduate from the same college as my husband graduated from in PA. I share these God stories with my Bible study I lead and it is kind of a humor for us because it is so often, and I can’t help but to get myself charged up when I tell the stories, because I am so excited to tell them, and I start to tell each one over and over because I sometimes can’t believe how cool it is that God works so personally in us!! They joked saying this week that I would probably be in the same grocery line with you in Jackson! We are all praying for you Beth, you inspire us so to stay close to Jesus! Thank you, Thank you, Thank you! God is so good and holds you close, always!
Something funny!. Made me think of my daughter when she was around 4 years old. She asked her older sister to please play her favorite carol for her on the piano. My older daughter asked her what would her favorite carol be and she chirped back,”Oh you know. How the heck do the angels sing?!”
This one made me laugh out loud, too!
Ok, I have a great one, I am a tad late and have not a moments time to be typing but what the heck! Ok, so I am leaving in a few days for Africa and I am pregnant. These are just details to obtain grace for my blunder. So I am doing the 300th load of laundry for the week and I open the lid to the washer and I see paper, like not a piece of paper, but a LOT of paper and then I look closer and I have washed an ENTIRE planner (like a daily planner) in that load of laundry. Thankfully it was a brand new one and did not contain the rest of my brain cells but I had to rewash the load, dry it for an hour while cleaning out the vent every 10 minutes, run the washer empty, rewash the clothes, redry them and repeat the every 10 minute clean out and then vacuum the laundry room!!!!!!! There was even paper outside where the vent blows out! hahahha WEW Good thing I am going to Africa or I could have cried over that one! WHO WASHES AN ENTIRE PLANNER??? LOVE you ladies! Hope everyone who reads at least gets a good laugh!
My 8 year old daughter, Abby, just flew on her first plane ride to Disney World with my mom. Matt, my husband, was on the phone with her as she and her Nani were just settling into their hotel room when she squeals with delight and says, “Whoa!!!!! You’ve got to tell mommy this. There is a Holy Bible in my room!!!”. That has been the highlight of her trip so far! :). She was very nervous about being away from home on this trip (as was her mommy) and she agreed with me that God was letting her know He was right there with her!
I’m a bawler at times….God does work!!!! :))) (mom joke for my basketball son.
Today I was walking in a parade next to the float our church had. It was based on the theme of our VBS, aviation. So it had this big cardboard plane on it, big wings the whole nine yards. I was going to be walking and passing out flyers. One of my favorite girls from church said Ms Priscilla you better watch out for those wings or they’ll hit you. She told me I should walk behind them so that I can see them. She’s very smart:) So, of course, I get engrossed in passing out my flyers and chatting with people and sure enough I get in front of it. I stop to invite someone to VBS and next thing I know.. You guessed it! Whack right in the back of my head! Thank goodness it was cardboard! I immediately look over and she is laughing do hard! I said I should’ve listened to you!! She found it do funny that I just laughed with her:)
My Macey, who is 5 and also a giggle box, was told by me to go to bed the other night. She was sad about it so I thought I would cheer her up. I said, “Did you know that you are my sunshine?” To which she replied without a moments hesitation, “Well, if that is so, the sun hasn’t gone to bed yet, so I better stay up!” No, I didn’t let her but I sure sent her to bed with a bad case of giggles for both of us!!
One other thing, I am a paralyzed from the waist down and wrote a funny about living life in a wheelchair on my 6 month anniversary (to do the same thing you are trying to do here – laugh so as to not focus on the tragedy)and I read it every so often when I am “analyzing” a little too much!! Hope you enjoy it!
http://aliciareagan.wordpress.com/2009/09/15/for-your-entertainment-the-wheelchair-world/
This has to be the best marriage proposal ever: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5_v7QrIW0zY
I totally agree with you…this was amazing and hilarious and such a sweet truth all at the same time! Thanks for sharing and enriching our lives…those who took the time to see it! Love endures…
Your “Siesta” Pam H.
LOVED THIS!! 🙂
Our cat will call in the middle of the night sometimes to play and I’ll get up and play hide and seek. So the other night as we were playing my husband got up and saw me on all fours at the corner of the bed. We both laughed. Love you
This mama Beth is what god is showing me through your book. Breaking free. That I’ve read for the first time …I have own it for 10 years and I would get to a point in it and close it in tears. I hope this is read by you…thank-you for listening to God and and allow him to use you to teach me how. Thank you…. A stronghold is something that is in ones life that takes over that replaces god. All my life I would draw close to god and pull away go back into sin . I felt like I would never find out how to brake this. But my problem is trusting and believing … Trusting God has the best life planned for me. And believing that he can love someone like me. This is the beginning of me getting out of the wilderness I have wondered around so many years! This I know isn’t going to be easy. But knowing what the problem is …is The first step… I want to be free …free from the yoke that pulls me away from the unfailing love of our father.
Part of our rotating Sunday School fellowship encourges a family get-to-gether where we meet each other’s families -ours planned a Sunday am breakfast at church.
Everyone notified the coor.
Two of us planned on making an egg cassarole,
so the coord. let us know that we could both bring it or decide if we wanted to change our plans.
Breakfast came and BOTH of us made something else…!
Funnier yet,
unknowingly a third lady made egg cassarole,
brought it piping hot
AND proceeded to sit down and eat with them…
Half way through the breakfast,
she realized she was in the WRONG ROOM.
“Gotta love the body”
We were on our way back from a lovely beach vacation – our first family vacation – with our 1 1/2 year old Abby & 3 1/2 year old Colin. We stopped somewhere in West Virginia near the scenic, quiet & beautiful Blue Ridge Parkway to eat dinner at a small delicious deli. As we finished eating outside while looking at the mountains, the owner came and asked us how everything was. My son looked at her and said “I want to go to Chuck-E-Cheese!” That is a 3-year-old for you!
Love you Beth. Loved James. Can’t wait for the next one. Bless you!
Beth,
I was thinking the other day that you should watch some of your teaching videos on life today. Do not throw away your confidence is what I’m watching today. I know that it might be strange to watch yourself, but I really think you will be encouraged. Wink-wink :O)
My youngest son, Kyle (18) has always been independent and a wanderer…we never know if he is in the house, or has walked up the street to Grandparents house, or to a friends house and…now that he drives…gone to play ping pong at the community center…
The other day he sends me two txts…
#1- “Hello?”
#2- “Is it me you’re looking for?”
(lyrics from a Lionel Ritchie song he has heard recently…)
My response…(with a huge smile on my face )
“Sometimes I see you pass outside my door…”
He called me laughing and said how true these words are for him and me…I love him so…He is so funny and kind and caring and makes my Mama heart fill with joy-love for him.
Praise God our Siesta Mama is feelin’ better and Living Proof to the efficacy of our prayers on her behalf! She has made my heart sing today, and we are all lifting up a chorus of praise to the heavenlies in response to the “goodness of the LORD in the land of the living!” Here’s my addition to fun and hilarity. My husband and I are presently on a 6 week trip celebrating 41 years of marriage, touring the amazing NW of our beautiful land, in our 38 ft. Country Coach. Since January my husband and I have lost a combined total of 75 lbs, and we brought our digital scale along with us, in an effort to maintain accountablity and not jump off the wagon. Driving along the incredible Sawtooth National Recreational Area in Idaho, my man decides to “get my goat” and brag that he had lost 2 pounds yesterday because he had eaten 3 delectable jumbo chocolate chip oatmeal cookies! How do you like them apples? That’s all I had eaten that day because I needed to lose 2 lbs, which I achieved by the way! I groused, “there is just no justice in this life…I eat apples and lose two pounds and he eats jumbo cookies and loses 2 lbs!” I then have a brilliant idea. Since I lost more than him, 2.6 lbs to be exact, I am going to celebrate by eating one of “his” jumbo cookies. Afterall it does have some redeeming value. Oatmeal…right, girls? Fiber, I’m talking fiber here. Let’s cheer. Carl said he’d join me. That means that a total of 5 of the delights are gone and only one more remains. Why should I be surprized? My man is the original cookie monster. Then, I have a flash of brilliance once again. Why, I’ll hide the one remaining jumbo delectable delight from the cookie monster and have some fun with him. He still hasn’t found it…it’s calling my name! LOL!
Love ya all bunches…
Pam H.
After a months-long awful illness, I’m healing now and beginning to feel like my old self again and have thoroughly enjoyed the simple pleasure of sitting out in my lawn chair in the driveway listening to the birds and watching the people go by and reading some good books!! Simplicity is grand!! 🙂
Good morning. I wanted to share something with you. I was sitting outside this morning working on the James Bible study. I just finished viewing session 6 and really felt the Lord speak to my heart and tell me that , yes, I am a very cynical person. After having been terribly hurt by a former pastor and church family to the degree that I couldn’t even show my face at the local Wal-Mart, I came to a place of disrust of authority figures especially in churches. My family and I are faithful to attend church and also have a homeless ministry where we offer free clothes and food to those in need. Although we do serve others and try mask our distrust, we still suffer internally from the effects of this stronghold. As I finished viewing the James session, I was processing the teaching and asking God to show me how to cooperate with Him to be set free from this stronghold. Then I heard my next door neighbor singing. She is an elderly lady who has had her share of heartache. She lost an infant baby girl as a young mom, and as a senior citizen watched the love of her life die as a result of Altzheimers disease. She has had health problems, and several surgeries. Yet she was SINGING!! Here is what she sang: I’ve got a mansion, just over the hillside , in that Bright Land where we’ll never grow old!!! And some day yonder, we will never more wander, but walk on streets that are pure as gold! Hallelujah! Maybe there is hope for this cynical heart after all!!!!!
Amen!!
This may too late but I will send anyway. The other day my grandson was looking at the top of my head and wanted to know why I only colored part of my hair!! Guess I needed a root touch up!! I got one very soon after. LOL
Driving in my car today, I mentioned to my 3 yo that Sunday is Father’s Day. Jacob’s response: “Mama, when is Jacob Day?” I cracked up & answered: “Today!” Excitedly, he responds, “Oh mama, I SOooo HAPPY!!” And, to celebrate his special day, he got a breakfast sandwich at McDonalds. Totally satisfied, he said, “Oh mama, tank you!”
Glad your feeling better, I’ve been praying for you.
Talia…..that was cool.