October 30, 2010
October 29, 2010
Without even taking a breath, we are now on to Christmas trees and wreaths. We have already started cutting boughs and lining up orders for the season.
The children helped to fill the back of the truck full of boughs and then they laid across the pile as Mr. Santos drove the load up to the shed. "Mom, this is the softest, best smelling bed in the world! Can we sleep here tonight?"
My answer was "no," but Mr. Santos said "yes." So the clan is out at the farm (without bathrooms, showers, bed or me - and NO, I don't feel a bit guilty) camping out in the shed. That means I am home alone...What to do? What to do?
Well, I cleaned the house. I can't enjoy being in a messy house. Then I made some comfort food (scrambled eggs, hashbrowns, toast and tea), put on some warm jammies and turned on a Video.
It was a sermon by Charles Ware. He's full of life and intelligence. The message was really for young people - college students - but I learned so much.
These are some of my favorite quotes from the sermon:
I hope you watch it sometime.
I am off to bed now. With a song in my head (from the sermon).
October 27, 2010
~ CONTENT, n. ~
1. Rest or quietness of the mind in the present condition; satisfaction which holds the mind in peace, restraining complaint, opposition, or further desire, and often implying a moderate degree of happiness.
Let your conversation be without covetousness; and be content with such things as ye have: for he hath said, I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee. So that we may boldly say, The Lord is my helper, and I will not fear what man shall do unto me. Hebrews 13:5-6
But godliness with contentment is great gain. 1 Timothy 6:6
~ CONTENTIOUS, a. ~
1. Apt to contend; given to angry debate; quarrelsome; perverse.
It is better to dwell in the wilderness, than with a contentious and an angry woman. Prov 21:19
A continual dropping in a very rainy day and a contentious woman are alike Prov 27:15
...the righteous judgment of God; Who will render to every man according to his deeds: To them who by patient continuance in well doing seek for glory and honour and immortality, eternal life:
But unto them that are contentious, and do not obey the truth, but obey unrighteousness, indignation and wrath, Romans 2:8-9
October 26, 2010
That criticism...no matter how much truth may be behind it...never brings about positive change.
That being still is not being lazy. Sometimes much more is accomplished in quiet stillness than a flurry of activity.
From the kitchen...
Long denim shirt with a white button up blouse. My blouse has big ruffles on the front and on the sleeves. I also have on a sloppy red hoody...because I'm cold. But I will take it off if I leave the house or have company.
To figure out how to include exercise into my life.
The chubby cheeks and short neck of a baby.
I plan to set my affections on things above and not on things of the earth...
The beauty of a grey Autumn day.
October 21, 2010
I am having...
Jasmine tea in my cobalt blue mug. Same old, same old. But it warms me up so well, hits the spot EVERY time and I like the feel of my cup in my hands.
I am feeling...
Excited and Impatient. New things are coming to The Santos Times...Big things, Exciting Things, Impossible things made Possible by my Great and Mighty God...and I am so excited.
But waiting...I see it coming, but when? I can't wait. I wish you could see what I see.
On my mind...
I got a tan yesterday. How's that for some deep thoughts? No, Ruth said that tea time is supposed to be a light meeting...so there...Yesterday, I was at the farm by myself for most of the day (long story). We only had one surge of customers, so most of the day I sat in my rocking chair (do I sound like an old lady?) with my feet up on a log, reading, and soaking in the sun. It was WONDERFUL. I even chatted on my cell phone with my sister and a friend.
Today, I noticed that my face is brown with a tan. IN OCTOBER! and in WASHINGTON!
I don't have a quote to share today...but I do have some pictures. You know how I lost my camera? A friend came by the farm last weekend to buy pumpkins and took these shots. I was so thankful he shared them with me.
Noah, growing into such a man. He was running because it was a busy day. "Noah, do this! Noah, do that!"
Sophia Lou, My bugga boo
Naomi Baloney , My sweet Macaroni
From my "Patch." Next year, we will try to grow the sunflowers into a "hut" for the littles to play in.
October 15, 2010
This seven year old recently got "born again". The Bible says "Verily, verily, I say unto thee, Except a man be born again, he cannot see the kingdom of God." John 3:3. If you want to read that story go HERE.
The next day she wrote a letter and a poem and put them in an envelope with all the money she had. "Mom, can I mail this today?"
The letter was a thank you to God for making her a part of the family of God. It was signed,
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The poem read: "Roses are red, vilits are blu, you are my God, and I luv u."
We took each attribute of Charity (which is love) and talked about it so that we could get a clear picture of what LOVE is. At the end, I asked
What could I say?
I admitted the truth. "You are right. I do not love you like this. But I want to."
October 09, 2010
A man was visiting a family with two young children. The children looked gaunt
and sickly - like they were starving. The man said to the children "Oh my, you
The older child replied, "We are sir, so hungry."
"Here, let me give you some money to buy food."
"Oh, we don't need money, sir. We have plenty of money."
"Well, then why are you hungry?"
"My mom is just busy. She has to clean the house, and she has
Bible study that she teaches on Tuesday nights that she has to study for. And
then she has to drive us to piano lessons and soccer practice. Daddy gets home
and needs her attention and sometimes we have company and we have to do our
school work. She needs time to herself, too...for crafts and blogging. Mom just
doesn't have time to feed us."
"What?! That's ridiculous! What about your father?"
"Oh, well, my father is busy. He works everyday and then when he comes home he watches a little T.V. to relax. Plus, he goes to church almost every night of the week. He has Bible study and then the church soccer league. They practice and have games. You know, a lot of people come to him for counseling and that takes up his time. When he is not busy with all of that, he likes to play video games. So, we just don't get fed."
"What do you eat? Does no one feed you?"
"Sometimes my Sunday School teacher gives us food. But it is only a snack and doesn't really fill us up. I wish we could eat every day. Mom says that we will eat more when we get older and learn to feed ourselves."
Aghast, the man shook his head. He gave the children a little food. Oh, it made them so happy and they enjoyed the taste so much. They wanted more, but the man was only visiting. He left them and the children didn't know when, or if they would ever eat again.
Isn't that a horrible story? The possibility of anyone starving their children - especially when it is in the power of parents to feed their little ones is beyond us. Capable and Rich, these parents neglected the feeding of their children.
It is written, Man shall not live by bread alone, but by every word that proceedeth out of the mouth of God. Matt 4:4
Aren't we doing the same thing when we neglect to feed our children's souls with God's Word? Our responsibility as parents is to TEACH our children God's Word.
The opportunity - the chance to do this is short.
Behold, the days come, saith the Lord GOD, that I will send a famine in the land, not a famine of bread, nor a thirst for water, but of hearing the words of the LORD: And they shall wander from sea to sea, and from the north even to the east, they shall run to and fro to seek the word of the LORD, and shall not find it. Amos 8:11-12
I was stopped in my tracks with this story. What am I feeding my children? What appetites am I satisfying for them...because they are hungry for more than just food. I feed them entertainment. I feed them academics and art. I feed them nature and their competitive desires. Good stuff. We glory in all of this. It's good and beautiful.
What does God say about it all?
And he said unto them, Ye are they which justify yourselves before men; but God knows your hearts: for that which is highly esteemed among men is abomination in the sight of God. Luke 16:15
All flesh is as grass, And all the glory of man as the flower of the grass. The grass withers, And its flower falls away, But the word of the LORD endures forever. 1Peter 1:25
While we have a chance - let's feed our kids the stuff that will last...God's Word.
October 08, 2010
October 07, 2010
I am having...
Earl Grey tea in a cobalt blue mug. It hits the spot. My hands are cold, but my mug is warm.
I am feeling...
Cold. All I need to do is get that batch of pumpkin bread into the oven and our little house will warm up.
I also feel a little distracted. Time to BE STILL for a minute and get my thoughts gathered. Michele posted a beautiful hymn that will help with this.
On my mind...
When I am this distracted and (o.k. I'll admit it, grumpy) it is usually because I am not getting what I want...UGH!
When I was younger I used to pray "Good morning Lord, this is your day, I am your child, please show me your way."
This is a brand new day to do God's will...that is what I was created for, what brings me joy and peace. So, will I do it or continue to be grumpy seeking my own pleasure? Pray for me...sometimes it is such a battle.
A quote to share...
It is of the LORD'S mercies that we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not. They are new every morning: great is thy faithfulness. The LORD is my portion, saith my soul; therefore will I hope in him. The LORD is good unto them that wait for him, to the soul [that] seeketh him. It is good that [a man] should both hope and quietly wait for the salvation of the LORD. Lamentations 3:22-26
October 05, 2010
Wet grass and sunshine highlighting countless spider webs between the trees. The heads of the sunflowers are hanging low, heavy with seeds.
It is time for a new dresser for the children. One drawer has no bottom...though they have finagled a bottom with an old board game. LOL
Whole wheat blueberry pancakes for breakfast. I added walnuts today and they were very yummy.
Warm chili soup with crackers for a late lunch.
a navy skirt with a cranberry cable knit sweater. The skirt is long and "flowy" so you can't tell that I am wearing soft cottony capris underneath to keep me warm. I also have my moccasin slippers on.
a CD of scripture songs with my children to give for Christmas presents.
I am going...
to visit some friends who are musicians. We will sing our tunes and hopefully they will be able to accompany us with their instruments.
A kind lady that lives in Canada, Anne. She is elderly and we have been pen pals, only I haven't heard from her in a while. We always end our cards "meet you at the mailbox." It is her turn to write and it has been unusually long since I've heard from her. I guess I will send a card. I am scared that it will be "returned to sender"
I am reading...
"Reclaiming Surrendered Ground" by Jim Logan
That my children won't struggle with pride like I do.
This is Naomi with our good friend "Tip." He died a few days ago (hit by a car). Though he wasn't our dog, the children helped to bury him. It has opened so many discussions...We will miss him.
October 04, 2010
"Wake up, Noah. Let's go get you some water."
Coughing, coughing, coughing. His nose had been running all day so I should have been expecting this.
While he sipped water I mixed a little paste to rub on his chest. (coconut oil and a few drops each of eucalyptus, peppermint and lavender).
He coughed and spit for about 30 minutes. I massaged the rub into his chest and back and the cough settled down.
"Mom, this is the worst day of my life!"
"Oh, no it's not my boy. You are just a little sick. Momma and Dad will help you."
Noah's small round head was red with the constant coughing. I squirted some colloidal silver in his nose and gave him a swallow of Taheebo and Body Balance (vitamins)
While he sat on my lap and I continued to rub the paste into his skin he said,
"I hope I don't die, Mom."
"I hope you don't die either. I'm not ready for God to take you home yet. But God knows what is best. Let's pray.
Dear Lord, thank you for Noah's life and for the plans you have for him. Please help him to feel better and help us to know how to take care of him."
After a few more applications of the chest rub and some warm tea, I settled Noah in some warm blankets up against some soft pillows. He slept the rest of the night sitting up to help with "drainage" next to an open window. The night air helped him to breathe easier.
I thought long on what he said and my reply. For all the joys and sorrows this life gives us, it will end. There is an eternal home waiting for us all. Why do I so often look for "eternity" here? I strive to make my life easier, beautiful and productive. These are good things...but is it just for myself?
I think so much of my own happiness and comfort. In light of eternity this doesn't seem like a very good purpose.
God tells us at least 19 times (though many more times in different words) to LOVE one ANOTHER. Lord, please help me make this more evident in my life.
p.s. my big boy woke up fine and dandy this morning. God is good to give us more days together, here on earth.