Thankful Thursday! December 3, 2015

Thank you, Lord, for:

Time with my family!

Chatting with Monique at Thanksgiving

Driving the boys to and from the Redondo tournament. Listening to and laughing with the fun conversations in the car.😜😂  Pres sitting up front with me playing his country music.  

Kind words from my ladies💜💜💜

Laughter and freedom to be, not to please

Date night at home

Running in to Von's for ice cream! -- when it's so cold outside!!😜


“Roll on Jehovah thy way (Ps. 37:6, margin).


Whatever it is that presses thee, go tell the Father; put the whole matter over into His hand, and so shalt thou be freed from that dividing, perplexing care that the world is full of. When thou art either to do or suffer anything, when thou art about any purpose or business, go tell God of it, and acquaint Him with it; yes, burden Him with it, and thou hast done for matter of caring; no more care, but quiet, sweet diligence in thy duty, and dependence on Him for the carriage of thy matters. Roll thy cares, and thyself with them, as one burden, all on thy God. R. LEIGHTON


Build a little fence of trust

Around today;

Fill the space with loving work

And therein stay.

Look not through the sheltering bars

Upon tomorrow;

God will help thee bear what comes

Of joy or sorrow.”


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

Thankful Thursday! October 29, 2015

"Fret not"   Ps 37:1

I give praise to the Lord my God for: 

Making time to read, write and pray!!

A Saturday at home!!

Lunch with Laurie and Andrea!   

Raquel's birthday!!

Park got the job/apprenticeship he wanted!!!

Laughing with Gil!

“Fret not (Ps. 37:1).

This to me is a divine command; the same as “Thou shalt not steal.” Now let us get to the definition of fretting. One good definition is, “Made rough on the surface.” “Rubbed, or worn away”; and a peevish, irrational, fault-finding person not only wears himself out, but is very wearing to others. To fret is to be in a state of vexation, and in this psalm we are not only told not to fret because of evildoers, but to fret not “in anywise.” It is injurious, and God does not want us to hurt ourselves.

A physician will tell you that a fit of anger is more injurious to the system than a fever, and a fretful disposition is not conducive to a healthy body; and you know rules are apt to work both ways, and the next step down from fretting is crossness, and that amounts to anger. Let us settle this matter, and be obedient to the command, “Fret not.” MARGARET BOTTOME

Overheard in an Orchard

Said the Robin to the Sparrow:

“I should really like to know 

Why these anxious human beings 

Rush about and worry so.

Said the Sparrow to the Robin:

“Friend, I think that it must be 

That they have no Heavenly Father 

Such as cares for you and me.”

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


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. 24, 2015


“Don’t worry about anything; instead, pray about everything.  Tell God what you need and thank him for all he has done. Then you will experience God’s peace, which exceeds anything we can understand. His peace will guard your hearts and minds as you live in Christ Jesus."


Thank you, Lord, for:



  • Good food, coffee and friendship!!
  • Central Park
  • Sound sleep!!
  • NY pizza!
  • Time on the plane to read
  • Walking!
  • Getting lost on the subways ;0)
  • Texts and pictures from Gil, Monique, Stacie, Rendon and my dad of Pres at homecoming!
  • Parade in Harlem
  • View from the Empire State Building!
  • Coming home to my family!! 💜


“The apostle Paul exhort[ed] us (Philippians 4:6, AMPLIFIED) to pray about everything, to pour our hearts out to the heavenly Father with “definite requests.”

My problem is that having done this, having laid my concern before the Father, I get the feeling that if I do not frequently return to it in my mind and keep “worrying” it, much as a dog would a bone, then there certainly can be no chance of solving it. . . .

God seems to point out chapter four in Philippians as a blueprint for handling crises His way:

• Rejoice in the Lord always.

• Do not fret about anything.

• Pray about everything.

• Be content with our earthly lot, whatever it is.

• Guard our thoughts; think only positive things.”

Excerpt From: Nelson, Thomas. “Joy for the Journey: Morning and Evening.” Thomas Nelson, 2014-02-01. iBooks. 

Thankful Thursday! September 10, 2015

Psalms 92:8.  "but you, O LORD, are on high forever."

To the One who knows me better than all and still loves me, I give thanks for:


My beautiful Preston!  18 fantastic years with him as our precious son!  Always such a pleasure, He is one of my greatest treasures!!

Pres makes me laugh!! 😂

Whitty staying in the car with me and chatting

First Park comes home for lunch, then Ren, then Chad, then Pres!  What a joy! :)

Lunch with LaMarr, Leah, Abe and Meadow -- can't wait til I have my own grandkids!  ;0)

My alarm had been going off for 3 minutes! Whitty comes over, turns it off, sits beside me and contemplates if he should wake me.  He said I was so warm and so sound asleep, he didn't want to disturb me😊, but he needed a ride to school (stinky 7:00 am classes!)!  hahaha!   He's so sweet!

Whenever I go into Gil's office, he always has time for me.  He stops whatever he's doing and gives me his attention.

Watching college football

The boys napping on the couches while I'm making dinner


“Sometimes I wonder if I’ve become so busy scheduling every moment of my life for success that I miss the one thing I long for most: time to live.

Time to walk hand in hand with my wife . . .

Time to lie on my back and watch the clouds . . .

Time to write about the stirrings of my heart.

Time to visit with those people across the street I’ve never met.

Time to pray—not during scheduled prayer time, but simply because I’m overcome with gratitude, weariness or joy.

Time to simply talk to God.

God had a plan, but His plan was about relationships, not achievements. He designed time for being more than for doing. My job requires a hunk of my time for doing. My calling is to find time in the midst of it all—just for being.

The stuff of real life is not on your “To Do” list.


Lighten Up!”

Excerpt From: Nelson, Thomas. “Joy for the Journey: Morning and Evening.” Thomas Nelson, 2014-02-01. iBooks.