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Thankful Thursday!! October 22, 2015

I give thanks to my faithful Lord and friend for:

Shopping with Whitty after the Hart basketball dinner

Preston "bench pressing" the stool, pretending it's getting heavier and heavier til he can't press another rep!!!  Hahaha!!😜.  He's so funny!

My awesome Thursday morning walking/strength group!!!!  :-)

Gil texting, "want me to make chickens tonight".  Woo woo!  Yes!!!

I love the way it smells today!! -- "wet-desert" smell😜. Reminds me of the desert storms we've had at Lake Havasu. 

Coffee with Gabrielle:)

Cleaning out boxes from the attic - purging!!  Checking out old pictures and letters; sweet memories!

A breeze! -- especially a cross-breeze

 

“Therefore will the Lord wait, that he may be gracious unto you (Isa. 30:18).

Where showers fall most, there the grass is greenest. I suppose the fogs and mists of Ireland make it “the Emerald Isle”; and whenever you find great fogs of trouble, and mists of sorrow, you always find emerald green hearts; full of the beautiful verdure of the comfort and love of God. O Christian, do not thou be saying, “Where are the swallows gone? They are gone; they are dead.” They are not dead; they have skimmed the purple sea, and gone to a far-off land; but they will be back again by and by. Child of God, say not the flowers are dead; say not the winter has killed them, and they are gone. Ah, no! though winter hath coated them with the ermine of its snow; they will put up their heads again, and will be alive very soon. Say not, child of God, that the sun is quenched, because the cloud hath hidden it. Ah, no; he is behind there, brewing summer for thee; for when he cometh out again, he will have made the clouds fit to drop in April showers, all of them mothers of the sweet May flowers. And oh! above all, when thy God hides His face, say not that He hath forgotten thee. He is but tarrying a little while to make thee love Him better; and when He cometh, thou shalt have joy in the Lord, and shalt rejoice with joy unspeakable. Waiting exercises our grace; waiting tries our faith; therefore, wait on in hope; for though the promise tarry, it can never come too late. C. H. SPURGEON 

Oh, every year hath its winter, 

And every year hath its rain—

But a day is always coming 

When the birds go north again.

When new leaves swell in the forest, 

And grass springs green on the plain, 

And alders’ veins turn crimson—

And the birds go north again.

Oh, every heart hath its sorrow, 

And every heart hath its pain—

But a day is always coming 

When the birds go north again.

’Tis the sweetest thing to remember, 

If courage be on the wane, 

When the cold, dark days are over—

Why, the birds go north again.”

Excerpt From: L. B. E. Cowman. “Contemporary Classic/Streams in the Desert.” ZONDERVAN. iBooks. 

 

They make my day!!! :-) 

Thankful Thursday! Sept. 3, 2015

Psalm 27:1. "the Lord is the stronghold of my life"!!!!! 

I thank the Lord my God for: 

Brothers :)

Brothers :)

  • Watching "So You Think You Can Dance" with Pres and Whitt 
  • The beautiful ladies in my garage gym last night!
  • Your faithfulness!!   I trust in You!!!
  • My sweet boys doing homework together😊
  • My wonderful girlfriends!!!😄💗
  • An injury -- reminds me how dependent I am on Him!!  Sets me free from the responsibility to have to do it all!  I must trust Him!  It's actually quite a relief!
  • Whitty giving me a piggy back ride to and from the car & church 💪🏼

 

“If the clouds be full of rain, they empty themselves upon the earth (Eccles. 11:3).

Why, then, do we dread the clouds which now darken our sky? True, for a while they hide the sun, but the sun is not quenched; he will be out again before long. Meanwhile those black clouds are filled with rain; and the blacker they are, the more likely they will yield plentiful showers.

How can we have rain without clouds? Our troubles have always brought us blessings, and they always will. They are the dark chariots of bright grace. These clouds will empty themselves before long, and every tender herb will be gladder for the shower. Our God may drench us with grief, but He will refresh us with mercy. Our Lord’s love letters often come to us in black-edged envelopes. His wagons rumble, but they are loaded with benefits. His rod blossoms with sweet flowers and nourishing fruits. Let us not worry about the clouds, but sing because May flowers are brought to us through the April clouds and showers.

O Lord, the clouds are the dust of Thy feet! How near Thou art in the cloudy and dark day[…]”

Excerpt From: L. B. E. Cowman. “Contemporary Classic/Streams in the Desert.” ZONDERVAN. iBooks. 


Thankful Thursday! August 27, 2015

 

Psalms 18:1-2

 "I love you, O LORD, my strength.  The LORD is my rock and my fortress and my deliverer,

my God, my rock, in whom I take refuge, my shield, and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold.  

 

I thank You, my Lord, my Rock for:

Fun Sunday family lunch!  Lots of laughter!

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Playing Taboo with Pres, Whitt, Park and Monique!   Gil and I won, of course!!😜

Cloud cover today!  It is humid, but at least it's shady!

Met Parker for lunch today!:)

Met some nice people today while I did fliers!

Ran into an old friend while doing fliers today!  What a treat!

Rendon and Lexi came over for breakfast! :)

Your love, O Lord, surrounds me!!

You walk by my side wherever I go!

 

“Think of it this way. Your car breaks down a hundred miles from home on a back road, and you’re no mechanic. The kids are whining and hungry in the backseat. You have misplaced your wallet. You walk half a mile to the nearest town. As you walk, you feel a flu coming. From a phone booth you dial friends, collect—no answer. The auto shops are closed. You scan Main Street for someone to drive you to your car, possibly to peek under the hood, but definitely to find your family a place indoors to wait until someone can wire money.

Whom will you approach? That elderly gentleman stepping from the funeral home, wiping his eyes? Those teenagers shouting put-downs at each other across the street? The middle-aged man storming from that row house, cursing as the door slams? The woman in the tattered coat shuffling down the sidewalk with a dirty-faced kid in tow? Or those two neighbors on adjoining front porches, gossiping and chuckling?

You’ll pick the neighbors. Why? Because the others have worries of their own—some of them might even snap your head off. But the neighbors seem in a good mood.  

“People in a good mood are most likely to help others.

God, we might say, is in a good mood. He’s not depressed. He’s not misery seeking company. He’s not some bitter, cosmic Neanderthal with his finger on a nuclear weapon. God is joy spilling over. This is where his mercy comes from. The full tank of love he enjoys is splashing out over heaven’s walls. He swims in elation and is driven to share it with us. Why? Simply, as he put it, “so that my joy may be in you” (John 15:11).

But God is nobody’s water boy. As the solemn Monarch of all, he shares his gladness on his own terms. And those terms call for us to suffer—to suffer, in some measure, as his beloved Son did while on earth. We may not understand his reasons, but we are insane to fight him on this.

He is in ecstasy beyond words.

It is worth anything to be his friend.”

Excerpt From: Joni Eareckson Tada. “When God Weeps.” Zondervan. iBooks. 

 

June 4, 2015

 

“This is the rest wherewith ye may cause the weary to rest; and this is the refreshing (Isa. 28:12).

I give thanks to the Lord my God for so many things!  Here are just a few:

You've come a long way, Ren!  You've always been a blessing in our lives!!   A fine example and leader for your younger brothers!

You've come a long way, Ren!  You've always been a blessing in our lives!!   A fine example and leader for your younger brothers!

Spending time with all the grandparents this weekend!

My Rendon, my oldest, moved out yesterday.  He's growing up so fine!  He's a beautiful and capable young man!  We're proud of you, Ren! :)

My sweet sister!!  She always brings me comfort, though she doesn't know she does!

The hope that I have in Christ!!

Foggy June mornings! (Waking up early enough to see the fog;))

Exercising!  It's a great stress reliever 

 

"Why dost thou worry thyself? What use can thy fretting serve? Thou art on board a vessel which thou couldst not steer even if the great Captain put thee at the helm, of which thou couldst not so much as reef a sail, yet thou worriest as if thou wert captain and helmsman. Oh, be quiet; God is Master!

Dost thou think that all this din and hurly-burly that is abroad betokens that God has left His throne?

No, man, His coursers rush furiously on, and His chariot is the storm; but there is a bit between their jaws, and He holds the reins, and guides them as He wills! Jehovah is Master yet; believe it; peace be unto thee! be not afraid." C. H. SPURGEON

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