Surgery date set

Dr, Gehrig's nurse, from Chapel Hill called just a minute ago. My pre opt appointment is August the 19th, which is a Thursday at 9AM. My surgery date has been set for August 27th. So keep me in your prayers.

You can't buy God's grace.

I am getting sooooooo, very tired of getting these e-mails that promise that if we send the e-mail to ten other people, or send it back to the sender, that we will be blessed of God. God's grace can not be bought, or traded for. God's grace doesn't come in an e-mail. God's grace doesn't come with sending chain letters back. Nor will God let anyone be punished for breaking these chain letters and/or emails.

As Christians, God's grace is free without condition. There's no strings attached. There's no promise, nor vow to make.

God's grace comes, from a love that we as humans can not comprehend. Our understanding of such a great love is just not within us.

God's grace just gives us what we definitely don't deserve.

Until next time, I hope God will show His grace upon each of you.

God bless

Blessed, blessed, blessed

Yes I have been blessed three different ways today.

#1 Kristy, Willard's and my niece called and asked if we wanted some tomatoes. I of course said yes. You should have seen all the beautiful tomatoes she brought to us. in fact I've canned a cannier full already and have six more jars processing now. Thank you so much to Evelyn, Jerry, Shelia, and Kristy. You have indeed blessed me.

The second blessing is that Willard heard from his job. He'll be going back to work Monday.

And if that weren't blessing enough for one day. David received a call. He starts tomorrow on a new job.

Thank you Lord God for all Your blessings.

Until next time God bless.

God has already made a way

Doctor Vyas's office called yesterday with the results of my stress test. Everything looks good, and they were getting all the information together so they can send it to Chapel Hill. So I guess the next thing will be a call from Doctor Giehrig.

I want to say that I appreciate those of you that have said a prayer for me. Prayer is the knock on Heaven's door. It's like saying, God I want to talk to You. Then when we don't know what to say, the Holy Spirit helps us. Have you ever thought about that? When we as humans don't know what to say to an awesome God. The Holy Spirit knows our heart and prays for us, with what the Scriptures state as groanings. The Holy Spirit cries and pleads for us. Wow, What a truely great and wonderful God we have.

Romans 8:26
Likewise the Spirit also helpeth our infirmities: for we know not what we should pray for as we ought: but the Spirit itself maketh intercession for us with groanings which cannot be uttered.

God has already made a way for every need we have. No matter what that need might be. Indeed, we have a great and wonderful God.

Until next time God bless, and have a great day

Good old soul

There's a lady in the nursing home, Miss Elizabeth. She is such a sweet person. She's real sick right now, and it really isn't looking that favorable that she will we with us much longer.

She has hearing problems and wears a hearing aid. Her hearing aid went out a couple of months ago, so the nursing home gave her another one that was in the home, until hers could be fixed. Every day she'd come to the Bible study, sitting just as close to me as she could, so she would be able to somewhat hear me. Poor dear person as she was, couldn't hear much of anything that was being said. But she kept coming every day. She didn't want to disapoint me or the other people in the group by not being there.

Well now, that dear old soul is laying in bed all day, hardly able to move. I visited her the other day. tears spring to my eyes as she looked at me and smiled the sweetest smile on this earth. She mumbles some words that I couldn't understand. But somewhere in my heart I feel she was trying to say, I love you. I hugged her before I left as I did every day before. And as I hugged her I realized it may be the last time I would. I really love the woman. Even as I write this tears are filling my eyes. I pray that God will give her comfort. And I pray that she will not suffer.

You know I can already see her in my minds eye, after her passing, her walking the streets of Heaven with Jesus. His arm around her saying, well done My good and faithful servant. I hope each of you will say a prayer for this wonderful saint of God. Just knowing her has blessed me so very much.

Until next time God bless.

A good heart

Well yesterday, I went and had the stress test. There were, I would guess six more people having it too. Some of them didn't know why Dr, Vyas was even giving it to them. Let me tell you, Dr Vyas just loves giving test. Between me and you, I have a suspicion he does it to help pay for the machines. He gives me the bone density test, the neck artery test and a few others, every year. Why I don't know, other than he needs the income to pay for the many machines and pay the wages of all the different people who operate them.

I was unlucky enough to me put in the room with a man that smelled. I don't think it was body odor. It was a strange smell. Almost like fermenting fruit. But oh boy was it strong. The woman doing the test took the Lysol spray, and sprayed up and down the hallway. But of course they didn't spray in the room where he and I were, so as not to embarrass him.

When the test was given to me, where they inject the stuff into your veins, I did so well. I was amazed at how very well I did, because I usually get hot feeling and nauseated. So I went back in the room where you sit to wait. and they gave me crackers and a diet Pepsi. I ate some of the crackers and sipped some of the drink. I first started getting hot feeling, then stated to feel nauseated, Willard saw that something was wrong with me, and asked what's wrong, I told him how I was feeling. Willard knows me well enough to know when I say something is wrong, that I wasn't exaggerating. He ran and called the lady who had to reinstate a port to inject the medication. Within five minutes I was just fine. She said that it doesn't happen often, but some people do have a delayed reaction.

After all was over Dr. Vyas said I had a good heart. I looked and said jokingly ''I know''.

We're still waiting for the other results about my arteries. Will let you know as I know.

Well after getting home a two hour nap was called for. lol

Ok, I've bored you enough, lol

Until next time God bless.

Test tomorrow

Well today, I've got to go without any caffeine after eight o:clock this morning. Because I'm having a stress test in the morning. Anyone knowing me, knows that's going to make for a very long day for me. Now I love my Pepsi one's, and since my stomach gets a little queasy when drinking water, I drink a steady diet of them. Yep, I'm hooked on them, it's like taking a cigarette away from a smoker, or a beer away from an alcoholic, lol.

Any of us older folks who have had a lot of these and other test, know that the preparation for them is much worse that the test themselves. This test takes a few hours to complete. In this machine and on that machine, then back to that machine, lol. People who have taken the chemical stress test know what I'm taking about.

But really, guess who gets the worst of the deal? The person who came with them. In my case it's Willard. Willard is going to have to sit for what must seem like endless hours, waiting. Of course Willard being, 'as I joke with him sometimes', a "woman magnet" will most likely have someone to talk to. It's the truth, every time I go away, when I come back, there's a woman sitting by him talking with him. Oh I know it's all perfectly innocent, but I do so love to joke with him about it. I hope each one of you have a blessed day.

Until next time God bless.

Voices in the dark

Have you ever woke up with what seemed like a voice saying something right in you ear. I did this morning. And it was not Christ' voice, because I know His voice.

It sounded like a man's voice, and it was so evil, as it said "I hope you die". As I tried to ignore it, and throw it off as most likely imagination, Falling almost asleep again I heard another voice, this time a raspy female voice, just calling my name.

I don't know where these voices come from. I think maybe when we're half asleep, our brain hears a noise and interprets it as voices. And our subconscious brain decides what it wants it to be saying. Even thou I try my best to keep my mind on other things and try to think positive, my sub-conscience mind maybe, wants to worry and carry on in spite of the conscience mind's refusal to dwell on the not so pleasant things.

Oh don't worry, I'm not going crazy or anything, lol, well I hope not anyway.

And very possibly it may be old satan's way of getting to me. Maybe he thinks if he can't get to me in my waking hours, He'll try while I'm asleep or maybe half awake. But what satan might not know is that no matter what, Jesus is here for me. I belong to Jesus Christ. And there is nothing, and I mean nothing, that can take me from Him.
John 10:27
My sheep hear my voice, and I know them, and they follow me:
John 10:28
And I give unto them eternal life; and they shall never perish, neither shall any man pluck them out of my hand.
John 10:29
My Father, which gave them me, is greater than all; and no man is able to pluck them out of my Father's hand.

So you see, it's Christ' voice that I listen for, because it my waking hours, It's His voice that I do know. and that I listen for.

until next time, God bless

And here's a little post note. I know it is proper when writing a name that you're suppose to capitalize it. But I refuse to give satan that honor, So you will notice that even thou spell check is repeatedly telling me to do so, I have always refused to.

Fears that the devil's trying to plant

Yesterday was one of those days that I had to fight against the devil all day long. All day long he'd try to tell me that the cancer was out of my uterus, and that I was going to die. Every time I'd call on the name of Jesus, and for awhile that old liar would go away, but not for good. He'd keep coming back with his lies, trying to make me give in to fear.
Every Christian that is serving the Lord with all their hearts, goes through these times. We know that we are not suppose to fear ((1 John 4:18 There is no fear in love; but perfect love casteth out fear: because fear hath torment. He that feareth is not made perfect in love.)) Do you see in this verse where it states that fear is torment? If we give in to the devil, he will give us such fear that it will be tormenting to us. If we let this happen without calling on Jesus for rescue, then we are not strong enough in our relation with Jesus.
You see, Jesus has already told us so many times, and many ways, that He's there for us. All we have to do is call upon Him. Sometimes He walking beside us, and sometimes when we're at our weakest, He's carrying us as He's comforting us. ((2 Cor 1:4 Who comforteth us in all our tribulation, that we may be able to comfort them which are in any trouble, by the comfort wherewith we ourselves are comforted of God.)) The Lord not only comforts us, but He gives us the fortitude even in our trails to be comforters to others. We really do have a wonderful, Lord and Savior.
Until next time God bless you all.

A population in distress

I just got back from the grocery store. I can't understand how young families with children, who have to pay rent or mortgages,etc, are able to survive with the economy the way it is. Things are just so high priced now. what use to be a grocery bill, including a lot of junk foods, is now what you'll spend just for the essentials. With gas prices still up, it's doubtful that things are going to change any time soon.
When I went to the ER a couple weeks ago the bill was over six thousand, just for two hours. It's ridiculous. It's a good thing that we have insurance etc, because other wise I'm afraid that bill would not be paid until the year 2525, lol.
It's a real good thing that we have some good Christian Churches around to help those families that are in need.
There are many of these young families that have lost jobs and homes, who have had to move in with whatever relative that will open their homes to them. It's really frighting the way things are now.
I pray that this nation will humble it's self and come back to the Lord in a big way. I really believe that the Lord is the only way this country will once again see posterity as it once was. When people put God first. When God was in our schools, and His laws on our government building on walls and on plaques. The Christian flag hung right next to the American flag. We need to return to honoring God again, in all ways and in all places. We need to spread the word of God all across America.

Romans 10;17 So then faith cometh by hearing, and hearing by the word of God.
Until next time, God bless you all.

Cancer's back

I received a call from my doctor in Chapel Hill this morning. My cancer is back. We went to Doctor Vyas's office this morning to get test done and I have to take a stress test Monday, My surgery will be scheduled just as soon as all the test are viewed by My Doctor in Chapel Hill.
This, just when I had passed my five year mark too.
But you know, God promises us that He will be with us in the good times and in the bad times. And no matter what the devil may through at me, I'm going to stand strong in my faith. Jesus will never fail me, or you either. He's always there for us. He knows each and everything that we go through. And He loves us all so very much.
Until next time God bless, and sorry I had to tell you bad news.

things of the flesh

Romans 8:5
For they that are after the flesh do mind the things of the flesh; but they that are after the Spirit the things of the Spirit.

Now I don't know about you, but this verse seems perfectly clear to me. So here I go stepping on a few more toes. I see people every day working themselves to an early grave, just so they can live in that big house on the hill. And of course they've just gotta have those fancy cars, and of course the cars have got to be this years model. Oh, and lets not forget the fancy clothes, with the fancy name tag. I'm sure some of you know the designer's names, I surely don't. And yet these same people go to church and when the preacher speaks of them as having the mind that is of the flesh. They always think it's someone else he's talking about.

They really don't understand that when someone keeps track of fashion trends, etc, so they can keep up with the proverbial Jones on the other hill, that they are indeed carnal minded.

I've even seen people that don't have enough to eat in their homes, because the mortgage payment and utility bills are just about all they can pay with what their salary is. And they still don't see themselves as carnal minded.

It's ok to want to look your best, but you can look your best in a fifteen dollar shirt as well as a fifty dollar one. Most times the only difference is the tag, which is on the inside where no one sees it anyways. I just wanted to give you something to think about, as you try to reason out how you're going to get by financially this week.

Until next time God bless.

Life changes us

I read something on Facebook this morning that Angela's ""my niece"" step daughter had put on. And it made me think about how life changes us. I remember thinking when I was young, that I'd never be, as some of the older people I knew were. It seemed to me that many of them were bitter and judgemental. And I certainly would never be, even close to what they were. Well here I am some forty years later. Although I don't think I'm either of these things, I'm sure that some of the younger people close to me, believe me to be.

Life does change a person, and what I perceived as bitterness way back then, was just the worry that was showing in the eyes of someone who cared about me. And knew that I was heading down the wrong path. What I saw as judgemental, was them trying to guide me in a straighter, more productive path in life.

You see, we as care providers, whether it be parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles or whoever the person might be, have learned from our own experiences. We don't want the younger, less experienced person to make the same mistakes that we made.

But we are also wise enough to know that they too, perceive us as the bitter and judgemental old people that we thought our caregivers to be.

What I have learned, is that sometimes all anyone as a parent can do is let our children go and make their own mistakes, and be there for them when they fall. With love and understanding. That is if they let us. Which sometimes they won't. Other wise the only thing is, just leave it in Gods capable hands, and pray that God will show them the way.

Until next time God bless

Chapel Hill today

So I went to Chapel Hill today. The doc did a very painful for me, biopsy. OK so all you men close your ears, lol. It would seem that my cervix had opened up just a little from the pressure in my uterus. The doctor stated that she wanted to try to open it larger by using forceps, so she could get a biopsy. Other wise she'd have to schedule an operating room, which is what she did before. OUCH, she did it and it worked.

I will receive a call Thursday from her if the results are in. Or from someone else if it's Friday, since she won't be there Friday.

It's all in God hands, and I'm leaving it right there. No better place that I know of, to leave all my cares, but in His hands.

Hoping that each of you have a wonderful day. God bless.

Grandmamma, she did the best she could.

I remember when I was about 10 years old. Grandmamma had whipped me for something. Hey I got so many whippings back then, I don’t even remember what the whipping was for. I just remember sitting on the ground in the back yard, with two cloth pins in hand. One, I had pinned yellow corn silk, which was flowing down like long silky hair. The other had the brown end of the corn silk, this was short like a man’s hair. I had my own representation of Ken and Barbie.
I remember setting there, banging them on the ground, saying with every thug, I hate her, I hate her. I must have been the stupidest child alive back then. Grandmamma was standing at the kitchen window, hearing every I hate you that I uttered. Well, you guessed it, here she came out of the back door belt in hand. And I received another whipping. This one was deserved.
I’m sure that each of you have received punishment that you didn’t think you deserved. Even get punished for something that was someone else’s doings. And you know for many years I held many things against my Grandmamma. I guess the reason was, I really didn’t understand what she had gone through.
As I have aged, and the aches and pains have took their toll on my body. I have learned a few things. Not only about myself but about her too. She had problems with her neck, shoulders, back just as I do now. And I think now that she most likely had the same thing that I have suffered with for many years now. Fribromyalgia is a crippling disease. The pain never goes away.
I often think about how she not only raised her own children, But she then had to take on the roll of caretaker for me and my sister Jean. Widowed, she worked in Erwin mills to provide for the entire family. I can remember seeing her come home from work, walking down the dirt road. It seemed as if every step she took was so hard. But still when she got home she would fix supper for the family and see that Jean and I had our homework done.
As I think of all this I can not understand how she did all that she did.
No she wasn’t a great parent all the time, but neither was I. All I know is that she did her best. Just as most parents do. All we can do is the best we can. And leave the rest up to God.
After all it was because of her that I attended church every Sunday. It was because of her that I learned who Jesus Christ was. And it was because of her that even though I strayed away from the Lord, That I came back to serving Him again. Thanks grandmamma. You did well. Yes, well indeed.
Until next time. God bless.

Here you go Judy.

A friend of Willard's and mine, Judy Jackson, reminded me through Face book, that she was waiting for my next posting. For those that do read my ramblings, Thanks, and I'm sorry I have been so lazy lately. Willard's not working this week nor next. He's been laid off until the plant gets the contract they've been waiting for. It's in the works, but the date it will be signed etc, is unknown.

It's nice having him around. You know, when you can't reach something on the top shelf. lol. All us ladies know how valuable our men can be at times like that. lol

All kidding aside, It really is nice having him around. I enjoy his company. And even in those times when one of us needs our space, we still know close by, there's some one that loves and understands us.

I have my sewing and craft room. That's my get a way. Willard goes outside to his building or under his car port, and does whatever it is he does. He said its his freedom from all the honeydews. lol.

I go to Chapel Hill Monday. I really was surprised to get an appointment that quick. But the nurse said under the circumstances, that I would be put in a slot before the actual appointment time started. We're going to have to get up around four AM to be able to get there in time. Willard is use to that time anyway. He has to get up at four AM every morning when he works. I'm the one who'll have to be kicked out of the bed.

I will let all know how things are as I find out. I believe all that will be done Monday, will be a biopsy.

I'm not worrying that much about it. I went to the Lord first. And He said all would be well. I know I'm in His capable hands.

Oh, by the way the gardenias are doing very well except the one Willard got with the weed eater. lol I'll make sure to take a picture this fall, so you all can see their progress.

Until next time may the good Lord bless you all.

Snake eggs

I don't know why I remembered this today, except I saw where my niece Angela had her personal property stolen my someone at her work place.
It was many years ago, way before I met Willard. I was working up town at the drug store, behind the fountain. At the time I was a single parent, just trying to make enough money to feed and put clothes on David and myself and keep the bill collectors from knocking at my door. I made just a few cents above minimum wage, so it wasn't easy.
I would occasionally get cards from suitors who were trying to get me to go out on a date. Which I would open , read and place on the back counter, until quiting time. Well, one of my co-workers "Betty" would come up and boldly open it and read it, which although I didn't care that she saw the contents, I did care that she had no respect for my privacy.
Well one day after many months of putting up with this.I hatched a plan that would really get the message across to her. I took a envelope "card size'' and opened up a paper clip to where I could stretch a rubber band from each end, clipped another paper clip to the stretched out rubber band and turned the paper clip as tight as I could get it without bending the first paper clip. I then took a few pieces of dried rice and put in the envelope. placed the paper clip device in also, closed the flap, but did not seal. Sure enough Better came up to refill her coffee, saw the envelope, ''which I had put my name on'' she opened it. the paper clip started spinning, the rice made a racket. Betty dropped the envelope with fear written all over her face. Of course after she realized what I had done, she didn't speak to me for a few days, But she never again opened anything of mine again.
I know, I shouldn't have done it.
Until next time God bless.

Yesterday which was Monday July the 5Th, was not a normal day. Willard and I were very bless yesterday in two ways. First we received a phone call from Weldon and Kay.

They had some more potatoes and asked Willard if he wanted to come dig some. Willard went last week and dug enough for two canning's and some left over for me to fix string beans and potatoes. Which was yummy. Yesterday we had enough for two more canning's and some left over which I plan to make a potato salad this afternoon with. I hope they both know just how much I appreciate all that they have gone for Willard and me. It has really meant a lot to us. God has a very special blessing in store for these two. Because they are so special. You can see the love of the Lord in both of them.

And secondly I had the special honor of meeting one of my face book friends yesterday afternoon. Susan and I have been friends on face book for some time now. She, nor I neither one knew that we had a connection. That connection would be David. Susan's Daughter Courtney, and David's girl friend Amy, were friends, and David met Susan and her family though Amy. David had grown to love Susan and her whole family, and was spending a lot of time over there. It wasn't until I commented on one of David's post that she asked David who I was. I really enjoyed the visit.

And thirdly, I have put a call into my doctor in Chapel Hill. I am waiting for them to call me back. I'm not going to worry, because I've already spoken to the Great Healer in Heaven. I talked to Him first. It's going to be alright, He said have faith, for there's nothing that He can't do.

Until next time God bless.

Faith enough

Ok, so I found out last week that I have a tumor in , or on my uterus. A fibroid tumor. The hospital said to call my doctor in Chapel Hill. I called, and received a call back Thursday. I was told that fibroid tumors were normally benign and that unless I had other symptoms, such as bleeding or pain, I was to just wait until my regular appointment, which is in April of next year. I just have passed my five year mark, and am scheduled once a year. Well last night, I got up around three o'clock to find that I was bleeding.

So I guess a lot of people would start thinking the worse. But I'm not because, I realize something. God is in control! There can't anything touch me unless God permits it. And even if He does permit, it will be His will. And who am I to try to fight against God's will? People say they have faith, that is until a trail comes along. Then many will lose that faith to worry, fearfulness and other things. Old satan just starts throwing his darts, until some may even say if God were a loving God, He would do this or He would not do that. Jesus never promised us there would be no pain, no sorrows, no death. In fact He emphasized, there would be. So whatever happens to me is ok. Because it will be God's will. And I praise God. For what He has done in my life. For what He is doing in my life. And for what He will do in my life. Yes Praise God.

Until next time God bless.