I'm setting here looking at that gallon jug with the powered golytely in it. Knowing that pretty soon I'll have to fill it with water and drink it. My face is taking on that sick to my stomach look just thinking about it, ugh. Most times the stuff we have to do before a procedure, is worse that the procedure itself.

Do you want to know what worries me the most? It's Willard's birthday the 31st. I'll either be in the hospital still, or home not able to do that much. I've already written my usual happy birthday/ love letter to him, and gave that to him. I've got his card safely tucked in my purse, so if I'm still in the hospital. I'll give it to him there. He deserves so much more, and I feel so bad about it.

David's looking into going to school to be an RN. He's trying to figer out how to work and go to school too. I wish him luck with it all.

Well that's about all I have to say today.

until next time God bless.

Just yakking

OK, So I went to the hospital, "UNC" for my pre op Thursday. I was instructed on what all they plan to do and how. They are going to take it all. So here I am wondering whether or not I'll have to take hormone meds or not. Hey I'm already ugly enough without beginning to look manly. They're going to cut me open in the same place that the doctor did when my bowel resection was done. Oh, the memories of that. Willard having to pack gauze in an open wound. For weeks and weeks. I didn't think I'd ever heal then.Willard said at first it was big enough to put his hand in. I am certainly not looking forward to it.

The doctor said they would possibly put some kind of thing, called a vacuum bandage or something. It hooks to a machine that keeps the fluids out. He said it most likely would heal in approximately two weeks with that. That sounds better that five or six weeks.

The doctor, Dr. Hannah, said something about me being on some kind of thing, where I could give myself pain medicines. I told him I didn't know whether that would be a good idea or not. Cause when I'm in the hospital, I like to sleep. I'd probably keep pumping it until I dosed off. He quickly told me that wouldn't happen, they only will let you pump so much. lol, So I guess I'll be awake.

Well anyway, to be more serious, I just am hoping that the cancer is contained, and they can get it all. But no matter what, I know the Lord is right here for me. That's the best feeling in the world. And Willard will take good care of me too, he always has.

Until next time I decide to run my mouth, God bless.

Do we really love Jesus enough?

Rev 2:4 Nevertheless I have somewhat against thee, because thou hast left thy first love.
We as Christians go to church. We read our Bibles. We pray of prayers. We pay our ten percent. We do work at church. We go to all the meetings that are arranged at church.

We do all the things that makes a good Christian.
Or do we?

Most every Christian will say that they love Jesus Christ. But do they love Him so much that their heart aches. Enough that tears run from their eyes when they think of all Jesus has done for them. Do they yearn to feel His presents.
The church of Ephesus did all the right things, but yet they were so focused of the doing, that they forgot to get to know Jesus on a personal level. They forgot that a relationship with Christ was more important than the work. They forgot that they were saved by the grace, and the mercy of a loving Savior. They forgot to love Jesus.

Do you remember when you were first saved. All the love that poured from your heart? Where is it now? Have you left your first love?
Just something to think about.
Until next time God bless.

Family

My son Bobby, tried his best to get all my children and grandchildren, all here at one time. His plan failed because David had to work, and Kenny and his family couldn't make it for some reason. I did get to see Donald, Bobby and his family. His wife Kim, and his two sons James and Jacob. And Michael and his two sons Christopher and Justin. It's been a while since I've seem any of them. It was real special for me to have a house full. Every one talking about memories, some of them remembered by all some not remembered at all. Here's some pictures.

Until next time,God bless .

Staying busy

Well I hope every one had a good week end. Willard had to do the Sunday School message at the nursing home, and I sang a couple of songs. I kinda choked up on one of the songs "Can I pray for you". Most of the time when I sing it, I'm thinking about prayers that I send up for the residents. But when I came to the second part of the song where it goes, ""I know that there'll come a day, when I have trails and need you to pray"" It hit me that I really needed some one's prayer, someone praying for me. Well when I had to stop singing, because I was so choked up, everyone in the room started crying.

You know you never know how much people care for you, until you see tears in their eyes because they love you. I thank God that He brought me to the nursing home where I have gotten to know all these sweet people.

I'm busy sewing again, Making quit squares. I so enjoy sewing these blocks. I put a little of my personality in each block.

What time I'm not doing my wifely chores, I'm either writing this blog, sewing or listening to Bible messages on line. I'm doing the book of Job, with David Jeremiah, The book of Romans with Adrian Rogers, and assorted Bible messages with Jack Graham. Plus I'm studying the Bible by myself. Right now I'm in Psalms. So I stay petty busy. It's a good busy. When Willard's home we listen to these together, and pray together. We praise God together, standing side by side. Willard's always there to give me support in whatever I do, and I he. It's just a wonderful life when you serve a wonderful and great God.

Until next time God bless.

Do you know, that you know?

John 3:16
For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.

Everyone should know this verse. There is, in my opinion, two different reasons why people come to Christ.

#1 is that they are afraid of the wrath of God and eternity in hell.

#2 they realize what a sinner they are, and it hurts them to know that they have betrayed God as they have. And realized how much they love the Lord Jesus for what He has done for them.

Well to tell the truth, I grew up in the Church of God in Erwin. And the preacher would preach fire and damnation, just about every Sunday. He actually scared me into going to the alter and receiving Christ. In fact in Jude we are told if you can't bring someone to Christ by any other means, use fear.
Jude 1:21
Keep yourselves in the love of God, looking for the mercy of our Lord Jesus Christ unto eternal life.
Jude 1:22
And of some have compassion, making a difference:
Jude 1:23
And others save with fear, pulling them out of the fire; hating even the garment spotted by the flesh.

By fear you may bring a person to Christ, but that isn't bringing them to the point of loving Christ. Nor does it bring a person into Christian fellowship. Nor does it bring a person to that blessed point of having that joy that a true follower of Christ has.

You see, once I was the first kind of so called Christian, just keeping myself out of hell, or so I thought. But one day, Jesus spoke to me. He showed me all my sins. It was like watching a movie of my life fly before me.

At that moment, when I realized what a dirty and fifty human being I was, and how I had hurt the Lord, The Lord that had given His all for me. How I continually broke His laws. It was like I had, had my fist shaking it in His face. For I had done nothing for Him. Nothing at all. Then and there was when I was truly saved. Then was when I was given that joy. It was then that I fell in love with Him. It was then that I wanted to be just like Him. I wanted to do so much for Him, I wanted to serve Him with all my heart.

I guess that's why a lot of preachers say, are you sure that you know, that you know, that you know, that you are a child of God.

Friends be sure today, are you sure you know, without any doubt at all that you are truly saved.

Until next time God bless.

From Judy Jackson.

Judy Jackson sent me this. It is just soooo cute. I have to put it on to let you all read it.

Timmy’s mom was concerned about her kindergarten son walking to school. He didn't want his mother to walk with him. She wanted to give him the feeling that he had some independence but yet know that he was safe.So she had an idea of how to handle it. She asked a neighbor if she would please follow him to school in the mornings, staying at a distance, so he probably wouldn't notice her.She said that since she was up early with her toddler anyway, it would be a good way for them to get some exercise as well, so she agreed.The next school day, the neighbor and her little girl set out following behind Timmy as he walked to school with another neighbor girl he knew. She did this for the whole week.As the two walked and chatted, kicking stones and twigs, Timmy's little friend noticed the same lady was following them as she seemed to do every day all week. Finally she said to Timmy, "Have you noticed that lady following us to school all week? Do you know her?"Timmy nonchalantly replied, "Yeah, I know who she is."The little girl said, "Well, who is she?""That's just Shirley Goodnest," Timmy replied, "and her daughter Marcy.""Shirley Goodnest? Who the heck is she and why is she following us?""Well," Timmy explained, "every night my Mom makes me say the 23rd Psalm with my prayers, 'cuz she worries about me so much. And in the Psalm, it says, 'Shirley Goodnest and Marcy shall follow me all the days of my life', so I guess I'll just have to get used to it!"The Lord bless you and keep you; the Lord make His face to shine upon you, and be gracious unto you; the Lord lift His countenance upon you, and give you peace.May Shirley Goodnest and Marcy be with you today and always.I know you smiled! I sure did. Pass this on and brighten someone else's day.

Until next time God bless.

His eye is on the sparrow.

I got a call from my brother, Jerry yesterday afternoon. It was nice hearing from him. I know he's going to read this and that's OK.

He sounded tired.

I've heard that same sound in Willard sometimes. Just tired of working, tired of seeing what bill needs paying. Tried of all the problems that seem to pop up daily.

Life is full of those never ending test upon us, and sometimes unsolvable trails in which we don't understand what happened, and we just don't know, what to do, or where to turn. It's full of, hair pulling events, when we just want to scream at someone. And we normally pick the one we love most, to scream at.

But life is beautiful too. smiles from loved ones. A giggle from a little child. An arm around us to say, I love you.

Some people may put on a false face, and present themselves as always happy and care free. But it's just like a pretty bandage on an ugly sore. Sooner or later the bandage will fall off.

We humans all need someone to turn to when we're down. We need someone to laugh with when we're happy. And we need someone to listen when we talk. Most of us are blessed enough to have that someone special in our lives, for all these occasions.

Jerry asked me, was I afraid of having surgery. I told him, no that I wasn't. I don't know that he believed me. But to him and all others. No, I'm not afraid of dieing. I know that I'm in God hands. And I know that no one can pull me out of his hands. I am afraid somewhat of the pain after the surgery though, lol. I do not like pain!!! But as I was saying, with life comes the good and the bad. We must thank God for the good, and in the bad, hold on to the promises He made us.

We are never without Him, He knows everything about us. Our hearts are an open book to Him. His eyes are always on His children. As the song goes, His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.

Until next time God bless

Rambling on

Sometimes I think there's a little invisible person, taking things and hiding them. I have kept my birth certificate in the same place for years. So why was it, when I was looking for it yesterday, gone. Gone to where ever lost things go. Willard and I looked in every draw, in every box, vase, book, shelf, and closet in the house. And no, not in my pocket book either. You guessed it no birthday certificate! It just so happened that I still had the one from when I was fifteen. Maybe they'll except that one. If not, Willard will have to stop by the vital records place in Lillington, on his way home.

Oh!, you want to know why I need it. Willard put in for retirement yesterday. I am so glad for him. He's looking so forward to it. Not having to get up at four o:clock in the morning, not having to make that long drive to Holly Springs. And I think most of all!, not having to worry whether he's got a job from day to day.

He told me yesterday that he felt sorry for the men that he works with. They are worrying from day to day about their jobs. especially the ones that have families. It's hard on them not knowing what the future may hold. We'll keep them in our prayers of course. Willard said one of the men even said to him, as Willard was telling him how good it would be, not have to worry about it any more. That they would be left behind. You gotta feel sorry for them. Because it's true. Even though Willard is retiring and he will be free of it, there are still others having to face the situations of the job daily. Not knowing what another day may bring. It's really a bad situation. I sincerely hope for their sakes that the economy picks up and they can start working steady.

You know, No matter what situation one may be in. God knows where they are. God sees every worry, every heartbreak. God sees every tear one cries. God even writes those tears and the reason for them in a book.

Psalms 56:8 Thou tellest my wanderings: put thou my tears into thy bottle: are they not in thy book?

You see, God cares about you. He knows every step you take. And when you are so out of strength that you feel you just can't go on. God is right there, holding you up. Strengthening you with His Holy Spirit. Never, and I mean never think that God doesn't care, because He does, and more than you can ever imagine.

Until next time God bless.