I have been tagged by Kristenmomofthree

The rules for ‘3 Random Things’:

1. Post 3 random things about yourself.
2. Link to the person who tagged you in your post.
3. Tag at least 5 other bloggers.
4. Let them know you’ve tagged them by commenting on their blog with an invite to participate.

1.  I am an avid watcher of the HGTV channel….I love seeing how people decorate and see what colors they paint their rooms and such.  I have gotten alot of great ideas from them….but no money to do it.

2.  I am a chocoholic….dark only please…it IS good for you, you know…

3.  I hate to wear shoes, even in the winter.

Ok anyone can do this but I tag cereneone…..BooksForMe….CraftTeaLady….flipperiferous…

jessicamarie

Ok you have been officially tagged ladies……

                                                           FRUIT
                                                     OF THE SPIRIT

But the fruit of the Spirit is
love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness,
faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control.
GALATIANS 5:22-23

FROM THE FATHER’S HEART
My child, do not be discouraged when you feel barren. Each of the seeds I have planted within you I prune, feed, and tenderly nurture to its full potential. Soon you will yield the beautiful fruit of love, joy, and peace – all the qualities of My nature that I have given you. The more you abide in Me, the more fruit you will bear. My Spirit is the One working through you. You can never bear fruit alone. Rest in Me today.

A GRATEFUL RESPONSE
Where else could I find a tree with perfect fruit? You, Lord, are the fruit of the spirit. You are the picture of perfection, and every good fruit we need is found in You. Thank You for planting seeds within my heart that I, too, might bear luscious fruit for You.

SIMPLE TRUTH

Fine tuning often requires severe pruning.

Dolphin Blows Bubble Rings

This is just too cute

Divine Support

Thou art the blessed God, happy in Thyself, source of happiness in Thy creatures, my maker, benefactor, proprietor, upholder. Thou hast produced and sustained me, supported and indulged me, saved and kept me; Thou art in every situation able to meet my needs and miseries.

May I live by Thee, live for Thee, never be satisfied with my Christian progress but as I resemble Christ; and may conformity to His principles, temper, and conduct grow hourly in my life. Let Thy unexampled love constrain me into holy obedience, and render my duty my delight. If others deem my faith folly, my meekness infirmity, my zeal madness, my hope delusion, my actions hypocrisy, may I rejoice to suffer for Thy name.

Keep me walking steadfastly towards the country of everlasting delights, that paradise-land which is my true inheritance. Support me by the strength of heaven that I may never turn back, or desire false pleasures that will disappear into nothing.  As I pursue my heavenly journey by Thy grace let me be known as a man with no aim but that of a burning desire for Thee, and the good and salvation of my fellow men.

Is is wrong for me to not want to get out of my room in the morning, knowing what awaits me with my mom?  Sometimes her memory is so bad……it is really taking it’s toll on me. She says she is not hard of hearing but the TV is on sooooooo LOUD, that we cannot even think.

Again my friends, I am asking for your prayers.  I know the Lord is using this to build character in me, but ….. I am fine being the character that I am……LOL

Thanks again my friends…….

MOM IS GETTING STRONGER DAY BY DAY.  SHE SO WANTS TO GO HOME.  BUT UNTIL SHE CAN REALLY LIVE ALONE AGAIN, SHE WILL BE WITH US.  IT HAS STRETCHED ME BEYOND WHAT I THOUGHT I COULD BE STRETCHED.  GOD IS DEFINATLY USING THIS TIME IN OUR LIVES FOR HIS GLORY. 

I CAME ACROSS THIS AND THOUGHT IT SO PERFECT FOR WHAT WE HAVE BEEN GOING THROUGH. 

AMY IS HEALING NICELY ALSO.  SHE DOESN’T EVEN WEAR A BANDAGE ON IT.  SO SHE IS NOT EMBARRASSED AT ALL TO SHOW HER STITCHES.  SHE IS SO LEARNING TO LEAN ON GOD. I TOLD HER EVEN THOUGH SHE CANNONT RECITE HER CATACHISM, SHE STILL HAS JESUS IN HER HEART.  SHE LIKED THAT.  SHE SURE IS GROWING……

On The Anvil
by Max Lucado

With a strong forearm, the apron-clad blacksmith puts his tongs into the fire, grasps the heated metal, and places it on the anvil. His keen eye examines the glowing piece. He sees what the tool is now and envisions what he wants it to be—sharper, flatter, wider, longer. With a clear picture in his mind, he begins to pound. His left hand still clutching the hot mass with the tongs, his right hand slams the two-pound sledge upon the moldable metal.

On the solid anvil, the smoldering iron is remolded.

The smith knows the type of instrument he wants. He knows the size. He knows the shape. He knows the strength.

Whang! Whang! The hammer slams. The shop rings with the noise, the air fills with smoke, and the softened metal responds.

But the response doesn’t come easily. It doesn’t come without discomfort. To melt down the old and recast it as new is a disrupting process. Yet the metal remains on the anvil, allowing the toolmaker to remove the scars, repair the cracks, refill the voids, and purge the impurities.

And with time, a change occurs: What was dull becomes sharpened, what was crooked becomes straight, what was weak becomes strong, and what was useless becomes valuable.

Then the blacksmith stops. He ceases his pounding and sets down his hammer. With a strong left arm, he lifts the tongs until the freshly molded metal is at eye level. In the still silence, he examines the smoking tool. The incandescent implement is rotated and examined for any mars or cracks.

There are none.

Now the smith enters the final stage of his task. He plunges the smoldering instrument into a nearby bucket of water. With a hiss and a rush of steam, the metal immediately begins to harden. The heat surrenders to the onslaught of cool water, and the pliable, soft mineral becomes an unbending useful tool.

“For a little while you may have had to suffer grief in all kinds of trials. These have come so that your faith—of greater worth than gold, which perishes even though refined by fire—may be proved genuine and may result in praise, glory and honor when Jesus Christ is revealed.”
(I Peter 1:6-7)

From On the Anvil:
Stories On Being Shaped Into God’s Image

Here I am again asking for prayer my friends

On Wednesday night, while I was away for a meeting, Amy was playing with our dogs.  Now Missy is a large dog and gets excited when you play ball.  Amy was playing ball and I guess while the dog was trying to jump up and get the ball, she bite and tore Amy’s left nostril. 

Paul rushed her to the ER and when I came home I rushed there also.  They did not want to do stitches there because they wanted to have a plastic surgeon look at it and do a real good job. 

So we took her to a doctor down the coast from us.  He did a fantastic job.  She will have a scar from it but it will be a “good one” if there is such a thing.

Now we go through the awful task of either finding a rescue place for our dog or putting her down.  We really cannot trust her now. 

So again, my friends, I am asking for your  prayers.  Thanks in advance

  I am down from the mountain and still marinating in all I have learned.  Once I get my notes and my thoughts together, I will share some of the things, the Lord has shown me. 

The weather was great, the food always good when you don’t have to prepare it and clean up after.  I did not even gain a pound even though I ate goodies galore.  It must have been the hill I had to climb to get to the lodge where we met.  I did take a few pictures with my cell.  I don’t know if they turned out yet.  I will share them later. 

I met wonderful women of all ages.  The Lord really blessed me with my own room where I could come and go as I pleased in complete silence.  I needed that silence to listen to Him.  I feel refreshed spiritually. That is such a nice place to be.  I do want to share a devotion I read earlier this morning….

I AM PACKING FOR MY WEEKEND IN THE LOCAL MOUNTAINS……WOMAN’S RETREAT.

THE LORD HAD BLESSED ME WITH SUCH A WONDERFUL HUSBAND THAT WILL TAKE CARE OF MOM WHILE I AM GONE.  ……  AND MY DAUGHTER IS A REAL HELP ALSO.

My mom is doing better.  She is getting a little stronger every day. 

I get to go to a woman’s retreat that I had planned on for a few months now.  The lady that was asigning rooms called me.  She asked if I had a preference on who I wanted to room with.  I said I knew no one.  I also said that I could not climb up on the top bunk.  I have too much arthritis in my legs.  She then asked…..are you ready for this…….if I wanted my own room………God knew before the beginning of time that I needed a weekend with just Him and me.  How awesome is our God……eh???????

Thanks for all the prayers…..keep them coming……

I would like to ask for prayer as we are now the sole caregivers of my mom.  She had pneumonia and was in the hospital for a week, then sent to a skilled nursing home. 

She stayed there for 2 weeks and now she is with us.  We have a hospital bed coming soon.  She could not even get out of the air bed this morning.  Paul had to literally lift her up. 

So my dear fellow friends, this is alot harder than I realized.  I have to stop stressing so I won’t go into a fibro flare and not be of any help at all.

Thanks…..