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Tue, 12 Aug 2008 03:17:00 -0500

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Blessings!!!

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What is your SIGN?

Sun, 6 Jul 2008 22:09:00 -0500

Bet you are thinking........Whoa cowboy! This is a Christian site!!

Well, as my granny used to say - don't get your panties in a bunch!

Actually this question I ask is a very serious one, but it is NOT what you think - that is if you were thinking the way the world thinks.

Here is why I ask...

I am working on a project. I am recording -before and afters - in Christ.

If you held up a sign, one side who, the other your after in Christ what would each side say?

For instance:

One side might read: DEPRESSED
The other side:             Hope in Christ

One side might read:   Addicted or Abused
Other side:                      Freed from bondage through Christ

Something from my 'other' blog...

Sun, 18 May 2008 00:32:00 -0500

I have several other blogs, one political, another for drama camp - I am working on one for children's ministry. I also blog for a corporation and have recently been hired to help a new business start a blog. I have neglected Homeschool Blogger... please forgive me.

I wanted to share something I wrote recently - fair warning - it is political.

I have shared it with other freinds; my HSB buddy KellyQue has encouraged me to submit so others will see it -- newspapers, etc -- any ideas?

Tell me what you think of this:

All Aboard??

Are you climbing back on the train?

I keep feeling like I am in a cartoon and trying to get on the RIGHT train bound for the White House -

First I climbed aboard the most beautiful Red, White and Blue Train. It felt new, clean and pristine. It was the Thompson Train - I even got to blow the whistle! - Then it was as if someone forgot to load the coal, for as soon as the steam began to fuel the momentum, it went cold, fizzled and the train pulled into the political graveyard.

So I climbed off, wandered through the train yard trying to find my way to the truth train, the one that would take me to the promised land. Then I saw them, the other trains bound for Washington DC, One stood out as the train to take - alot of money had been spent to refurbish it to make it seem safe - so I climbed onto the Mitt Romney Train. This time I got to meet the engineer and I was impressed, just as I threw my heart over the bar, then as quickly as the train started, he drove his train into the sand pit. A dull thud. No where to go but off the tracks.

I found out, that many of the other passengers on the Romney train had also been on the Fred train. No we all just walked around in a daze, lost - confused.

Then the engineers of the Fred and Romney trains gathered around a large podium and explained that there was only one more train left and we had better board it, along with them if we really believed in the first train. They explained that some of us might not like the smell if this train, as it had been down the tracks once before and it still had not been thouroughly washed before this trip.

We pointed out the other trains, they were much smaller. One was pure white, with a large cross on the side. The other smaller train, had a large arrow that said one way, no compromise.

The we noticed another train, still in production, it was amazing. It was the largets of all the trains, it seemed to have everything we wanted to ride the rails - we asked: "would be ready before the trip?" The answer was curt "there are only two tracks that head to the White House, only one goes all the way, there is no third track that can go all the way".
We would have to wait until 2012 before this train would be ready.

So, reluctantly, we got on board the only train left. The one that Fred and Romney told us to board. I hide my face behind a mask, I did not want any of the others,, those who I told I would never get on this train, to see me and ridicule me... as the train pulled away from the station, the stench overwhelmed me at first, but somehow, after a few hours I didn't seem to notice the smell anymore.

The I decided to relax and go along for the ride, see where it would lead. I went out on the deck of the train, just to get some fresh air...the scenery of the American landscape brought nostalgia to my mind, I began to believe I was on the Right train. It wasn't perfect, but it was loaded with armement and followed closely by jet fighters, I felt safe.

Until I saw... him... the engineer... he was a hot tempered little man, wearing an old military uniform. He was pulling a lever. Then I noticed the track, it shifted. The train began to turn...seemingly left... but it wasn't a sharp turn... just a gradual sway, it was hardly noticed by most of the other passengers.

We made a stop in Minneapolis, a big rally before we finished the trip to the White House.

As I got off the train, I heard a noise, it sounded like a rock concert, then I saw it...another train. t was Green. It was the biggest train I had ever seen. It was surrounded by a crowd, and they were yelling something about change. I was afraid of that train.

Then I turned around and saw the name of the train I had been on and I felt betrayed by Fred and Romney. I felt like I have been punched in the stomach.

The name: McCain Train.

I think I will walk -- and maybe spend a bit more time in the Lords presence, follow His lead on this journey to the White House.

I don't think I like trains so much anymore.

Ya think?

Wed, 16 Apr 2008 22:55:00 -0500

I am ready - more than I have ever been - to step into the place He has prepared for me to be.

To be a writer.

My writing is not grammatically correct, and the typos, well... refer to an archived blog for my opinion on that. That being said, what the world sees as imperfect writing, not fit for publishing, God is using.

Isn't that what it is all about?

He has created me to be a writer. I have written in private journals for more than 40 years. I sometimes reread what has been written and am taken aback when I realize it was my hand which penned the words.

I am finally at a place to share beyond my bedroom door. I can only do this because of the strength He has given me.

He is whispering to me...

I am listening...

Listening...

Wed, 16 Apr 2008 22:49:00 -0500

I am listening, intently.

All around me, He speaks.

He is whispering to me through the teary eyes of a preteen girl. He shouts at me through a inner city kid who wants to crump. He looks me straight in the eye across the dining room table. He winks with the laughter of a trusted friend.

I hear Him.

In the early morning rain and the afternoon breeze. In the still of the night. Through a sleeping child's breath. The shriek of the eagle guarding her nest and the buzz of the hummingbirds gentle wings. Beyond His creation to the world I listen.

The roar so loud it threatens to drown Him out, it is almost deafening, yet, His whispers rise above it all.

I hear Him.

He speaks to me.

Because I believe.

If only...

Fri, 11 Apr 2008 12:07:00 -0500

It was wonderful.... I awoke this morning and I looked out side and here is what I saw...

The trees brimming with green leaves, the pond alive again... I saw two ducks searching for a nesting place among the trees....

Then I heard this annoying buzzing sound....

Where is that coming from?

I turned and found myself facing my pillow - ugh!

So with trepidation...I got up and looked outside...

then I knew...

It had only been a dream!

This is what is called reality in Minnesota!

So much for global warming....

;(

I'm done!

Tue, 1 Apr 2008 00:01:00 -0500

Fine... I am finished. No more blogging... I have had it. No one ever comments on my blog. IT is very sad. I go to your blogs and I leave comments. So what is the point. You think I just like to talk about issues that are dear to my heart in public for my own kicks and giggles? No I want to share, maybe it can help someone else in some way. I have alot to say. I have even done the random blog thing. That is how I met most of my friends here, randomly. So how come you read but don't comment? That is kind of weird. Creepy almost. I am just going to quit. Why don't you comment, is it because my blog is too plain, no fancy borders or pretty music... no banners... or flashing widgets?? Can anyone hear me?? Am I alone in the blogging world??

April Fools!

Gotcha!!

Hey... I actually like to write random thoughts and if someone comments... thats a Bonus, but I don't write for the responses, I write because I am led to do so... I pray maybe what I have to share might help someone somewhere, find their own path to God's heart. Maybe He is using me to help others, and I will not ever find out. Maybe someone read my blog and they prayed to give their heart to Jesus...or maybe I made someone laugh, in the midst of a sad day. Maybe I got someone riled up with my boldness and it caused them to take action. Or maybe no one reads my blog at all and it is just good old therapy for me.
I am not quitting... hopefully y'all are forgiving for my little joke!

: )

Will spring ever arrive??

Hard to find the words...

Mon, 31 Mar 2008 23:16:00 -0500

Jan 28th 2008
My mom took her last breath here on earth and woke up in the arms of Jesus, forgiven... redeemed, renewed and alive!

I imagine her there, in Heaven, she's beautiful and she is happy. She is no longer afraid or lost, no longer bitter, jealous or filled with anger. She is free... free from the guilt and the shame, the pain and anguish.

She is singing, I'm sure of it. Her voice restored.

She always had a beautiful singing voice, I remember hearing her sing when I was a young child... I would hide just beyond the kitchen wall and listen to her sing while she was cooking... she would stop if she knew I was listening... it was the only time I truly thought she was happy...when she was singing.

Christmas was the best time to hear her sing, she did not seem to mind if we heard her then... she would turn up the stereo extra loud -- and we would all croon to Bing Crosby, Burl Ives and Elvis! Silver Bells was the best song... that was a good memory for us all...

The smoking destroyed her voice, she could barely talk near the end of her life.

I pray she is singing glorious songs to the Lord - praising Him with her angelic voice - songs she couldn't sing on earth... now in Heaven - proclaiming His Majesty for all to hear!

I am still numb, the grief overwhelms me some days, other days I remember something, like her singing... things I have forgotten about.

This process of saying goodbye is different than I thought it would be. Perhaps being in the play has delayed some if the greiving... I'm not sure what to think...

I can only press in and pray that He is there if and when I fall into a puddle of tears... this past week has been a tough one... I have been alone in my grief - it is so hard to let others in, they don't understand... God knows my heart and He is here for me...

Beyond the Cross

Mon, 31 Mar 2008 23:40:00 -0500

Hello friends,

It has been nearly 2 months since my last entry and alot has taken place in my life in these past days....

My mother went to be with Jesus on Jan 28th, the same day rehearsal began for our Easter Production of Beyond the Cross. A play written by Lowell Lundstrom, about Jesus through the eyes of Thomas.

I played Veronica, the woman with the issue of bleeding. This was by far the most challenging role I have ever played. Veronica was someone who had been ill for 12 years, bleeding.... I imagine what it must have been like for her back in those times, cursed, frail, unclean... yet, she believed if she could only touch the Messiah's garment she would be healed, and she was. That was faith.

I feel as if I was meant to play this role, for I have walked in the same shoes as Veronica. Weak and frail, disease ravaging my body, the ability to bear children removed from my life. Yet, I walk in faith, believing in miracles. No matter how many times I get knocked down, I get back up. I am healed, I continue to overcome, through the blood of Christ.

The crucifixtion scene was nearly unbearable to do. It was real, every time. I wept every time... I wept from my soul. Now, when I daily go to the cross, I am there, understanding more than I ever have before what it means for someone else to take my place.

I am humbled to have been chosen to be a part of this production, it was a life changing blessing for me.

This photo is from the play, during rehearsal... it speaks to me - He took our place... yours, mine... everyones. If not for Jesus, we would have bear the pain and suffering of condemnation and eternal strife.

Over 1000 souls were saved through this production... saved by Grace.

I voted

Sat, 2 Feb 2008 08:49:00 -0600

Yesterday I was at a gathering of women - it got interesting... Politics came up --

There were a few among us that others view as the ones to 'listen to' - based on whatever factor, be it education, their past involvement with the electoral process, their position in leadership or their status in the community they reside. I was thankful they were in the room, as it gave way for an intellectual discussion and it gave me a chance for others to see that I am equally educated in the factors that make up this shattered election year.

Thier message was clear. Winning is everything.

Yes, I want to win, to keep Hilary or Obama out -- that is why we go to the polls.

However, unlike one voice in the room, I am not willing to sell my conservative soul for the cause of keeping a republican party that is being revised to a bunch of modernized, green, world worshipping, bleeding heart, middle of the road wimps.

I will stand on basic conservative principles. There is no one candidate that stands for everything with the absolute that Fred Thompson or Duncan Hunter did. That Ronald Reagan did.

I will; not give in to popularity, I hated it in high school (although I was in the "A" group) I will not 'fall' for it now, especially with the media in control.

I firmly believe the way the caucus procedure works, needs to be revised.

We have been depending on the first four states ( Iowa, New Hampshire, South Carolina and Florida) to be the conservative compass no longer holds validity. Iowa has become the subsided farm state, they depend on big government to fund their bankrupt land. The other three have experience a migration of left winged Bostonians,Philidephians and many other NE moderates.. The voice of the conservative is gone from these places - as evident from the close marginal votes that have already been cast.

The voice of the True Conservative. The American Patriot will be heard. Not defeated this year.

After Fred dropped out, I went on a roller coaster ride -- my stomach felt like I had been punched. I thought about not voting (for a second) then had the thought (as do many) to let a lib win, as the saying went -- we needed a jimmy before we got a ronnie...

Thankfully, I woke up and realized - we do have a voice still. It was in how we use it that matters most. Then trusting God with the results.

Not backing down for the principles that matter to me, a red-white-blue conservative.

If we back down and stay home, defeated, then Mccain Wins the primary, and a liberal will become commander in chief (shudder). Now mind you, we can go home knowing that we did not change with the wind because of popularity and a seething need for vengence.

I have been looking at the candidates closer, who represents the best choice to bring our economy back - which in turn will allow for more money to strengthen the military, build the fence, get the criminals out, and defend our country. Who would be the best choice of those left, who would vote for conservative judges. Who has made honest changes, admitted he was wrong. Who is committed to the sanctity of marriage and proves it by begin married and raising a strong family.

Of the four candidates left on the Republican side:

McCain - By his own admission, Sen McCain is not strong on economic issues, something we must seriously take into consideration. the economy must be the number one concern, without a fiscally sound plan, the courageous fight to protect this country would be at risk. His stance on the environment has crossed beyond the midline view - he is embracing far too many liberal viewpoints that contradict my personal conservative values.

Huckabee - Related, strong on faith issues, which is important to our family. His record on economic issues with regards to his time as Gov of Arkansas was not a record to stand and shout about. His stance on illegal immigration is soft at best. He seems to be talking more Reaganistic, not trusting it is sincere at this point in the race.

Ron Paul - A candidate for a cause more than to be elected.

Romney - At this point the closest of the four we have left to being a conservative. His economic plan is aggressive, something that could bring America back to being a strong force Globally. His experience running successful businesses and recouping the Olympics show he has a proven record economically. His stance on the other issues fall in line with what I would consider the farthest to the right . His religion played a factor int he beginning, that was unfair.

*** Update***

Super Tuesday.

What a turnout! Minnesotans have spoken. Mitt Romney won here, which is more a vote for a voice of change than anything else. The countrywide results put McCain in front and Romney/Huckabee battling it out next... Ron Paul a distant third.

What happens now?

If McCain becomes the nominee, I fear the conservatives will stay home, to make a point. I am not sure I agree with apathy.

It will take a miracle for Huckabee or Romney to pass him... but I never doubt God!

Now is the time to pray for that miracle or perhaps pray for a third party to rise up from the ranks - one that calls out the candidate that is waiting in the wings. The one who is calling for change, who served our country and made an impact. His name: Newt Gingrich.