July 26, 2011


What are you wearing today?  Would you believe that some of us don't know what we are wearing until someone tells us - shows us?  How do they tell us what we are wearing?  Well...

They fail.


They hurt us.


They say something that we don't want to hear.


We can see what we are wearing.

We are wearing the old man ~ lies, anger, bitterness, malice, evil speakings, envies.

God tells us to put it OFF.

And put ON the new man ~ bowels of mercy, kindness, humbleness of mind, meekness, long-suffering, forgiveness.

He also tells us to put ON ~ above all else ~ charity.

What is charity?  Many, many things. But the first thing is patient.  Charity (LOVE) is patient.  That means it suffers long.  It is long-suffering.

"But I can't be patient!  I've had it up to here!  I can't go on.  I can't take it anymore.  I just need a break!"

You are right. Apart from God, you can do nothing.  But he will give you strength.

"Strengthened with all might, according to his glorious power, unto all patience and longsuffering with joyfulness;" Colossians 1:11

Look closely at the verse.  What kind of strength?  With all might.  How?  According to his glorious power.  Not your power.  Not the power of positive thinking or deep breathing.  The glorious power of GOD.  For what purpose?  Unto all patience and long-suffering.  God will give you strength to be patient.  To wait.  To suffer if need be (for a long time).  And He will help you to do it joyfully ~ with joyfulness.  You will not wait sadly.  You will not wait angrily.  You will be patient full of JOY.

What are you wearing today?  I've already had to change a few times today.

July 22, 2011


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Friday, July 22, 2011
Outside our window...

Sunshine. It has been a grey week, our only sunshine in the form of Grandma and Grandpa visiting. They have left now, yet God comforts us with the sunshine.  What a treat to see it shining on the flower pots.

I am thankful for...

Honest friends who speak truly and allow me to speak truly.
I am learning...

that genuine honesty is not desirable to most people
From the kitchen...

Green salad with chicken sandwiches.  Lemonade.  Crunchy cold dill pickles.
I am wearing...

an old tee shirt with a comfy skirt and a sweater.  But I think I will change my clothes.  I bet Mr. Santos would like to see me in something more cheerful and feminine.  I'm going to put on my white skirt with a pink top.  I have some flowers in a vase that would match. If I braid up my hair I could tuck one in behind my ear and maybe cheer him up after a long day at work.
I am creating...

A plan for eating that will bring some drastic changes to the Times. 

"Small deeds done are better than great deeds planned" ~ Peter Marshall

I am going...

to lie down.  I was up and down all night with Noah, who had food poisoning.  He is sleeping now and I could use a little rest too. 

I am remembering...

That I was in El Salvador at this time last year.  What an emotional roller coaster it was ~ death, regrets, plans, fears.  God always sees us through the trials in our lives.

I am reading...

A book on Spiritual Gifts.  Very eye opening.  It discusses the characteristics of the gift and the misuses.  I have learned Sophia has the gift of "Mercy".  No wonder she does the things she does!  Now I can help her with the misuses also, instead of criticizing her. (which is the misuse of the gift of teachers and prophets - bleh)
I am hoping...

Grandma and Grandpa make it home safely and then come right back to live with us.  We want to care for them in their old age.  I wonder if they will let us.
I am hearing...

the quiet of a tiny house turned large again with the absence of guests.
Noah is sleeping, Sophia is reading, Naomi is writing in her journal, and I am click clacking this daybook.

Around the house...

The leaves have been taken out of the dining room table.  The sheets have been changed on the beds.  The kitchen is clean.  The John Denver CD (a gift from Grandpa to Noah) is spinning still in the cd player.
One of my favorite things...

the comfort of God's Word ~ truth in a world full of lies
A few plans for the weekend:
We have to decide.  Sophia has a Bible Bee event. The church picnic is tomorrow.  The pumpkin patch needs to be weeded and watered ~ and all at the same time.  We can only be in one place at a time, so we will see...tomorrow. 

Here is a picture thought I am sharing...

Come Back!

July 21, 2011

Tea Time

Please join my dear friend Ruth and others HERE for more Tea Time
I am having...

A cup of Body Balance, the liquid vitamin supplements that I take every morning. Do you take vitamins? Did you know that you cannot utilize your vitamins if you do not also take minerals?

I am feeling...

Happy and excited.  I am happy because my parents have been visiting for several days.  Our tiny home has been crowded and full of love and talk and good food.  I am excited because life is an adventure when we put our trust in God.  He can accomplish the impossible in our lives, if we will wait on him and trust him.
On my mind...
Suffering.  It seems everyone I know is going through "something."  I pray that we would not waste these opportunities.

We don't get this...

a carving out of wood, bone, and ivory.

without the use of THESE in our life...

 sharp tools and a hammer.

or sometimes big, heavy, loud tools.

And not only [so], but we glory in tribulations also: knowing that tribulation worketh patience; And patience, experience; and experience, hope: And hope maketh not ashamed; because the love of God is shed abroad in our hearts by the Holy Ghost which is given unto us.
For when we were yet without strength, in due time Christ died for the ungodly.
Romans 5:3-6

A quote to share... 
"Suffering is having what we don't want or wanting what we don't have." ~ Elisabeth Elliot

if you have time to keep reading...here is a little story I found.

The Tea-cup

There was a couple who used to go England to shop in the beautiful store. This was their 25th wedding anniversary. They both liked antiques and pottery and especially tea-cups. They said,"May we see that? We've never seen one quite so beautiful."

As the lady handed it to them,suddenly the tea-cup spoke, "You don't understand." It said, "I have not always been a tea-cup.There was a time when I was red clay. My master took me and rolled me and patted me over and over and I yelled out, "Let me alone," but he only smiled, "Not yet!!"

"Then I was placed on a spinning wheel and suddenly I was spun around and around and around. 'Stop it !! I'm getting dizzy!' I screamed. But the master only nodded and said, 'Not yet.'

Then he put me in the oven. I never felt such heat. I yelled and knocked at the door. I could see him through the opening and I could read his lips as he shook hid head, 'Not yet'.

"Finally, the door opened, he put me on the shelf, and I began to cool. And he brushed and painted me all over. The fumes were horrible. I thought I would gag. 'Stop it, Stop it!!' I cried. He only nodded, 'Not yet!'.

Then suddenly he put me back in to the oven, not like the first one. This was twice as hot and I knew I would suffocate. I begged. I pleaded. I screamed. I cried. I would never make it. I was ready to give up. But the door opened and he took me out and placed me on the shelf.

An hour later he handed me a mirror and said 'Look at yourself.' And I did. I said, 'That's not me; that couldn't be me. It's beautiful. I'm beautiful.'

"I want you to remember, then,' he said, 'I know it hurts to be rolled and patted, but if I just had left you alone, you'd have dried up. I know it made you dizzy to spin around on the wheel, but if I had stopped, you would have crumbled. I know it hurts and it was hot and disagreeable in the oven, but if I hadn't put you there, you would have cracked. I know the fumes were bad when I brushed and painted you all over, but if I hadn't done that, you never would have hardened. You would not have had any colour in your life, and if I hadn't put you back in that second oven, you wouldn't survive for long because the hardness would not have held. Now you are a finished product. You are what I had in mind when I first began with you." God knows what He's doing for all of us. He is the potter, and we are His clay. He will mould us and make us, so that we may be made into a flawless piece of work to fulfill His good, pleasing and perfect will.

- Submitted by Cathy Pinto

July 15, 2011

Nay Nay

 Boast not thyself of tomorrow, for thou knowest not what a day may bring forth. Proverbs 27:1

Naomi Baloney fell out of an apple tree this week.  While we handled the situation calmly and she seems to be OK, I was faced with the reality that my time with my children is so short.  Children are a blessing from the Lord.  And I have been TRULY blessed. I have three! under my charge. This one is my 'middle skittle.'

She has the will and determination of an iron horse, which can be overwhelming a challenge at times. But she also has the smile and the sweetness of a best buddy. 

Thank you Lord, for keeping this little girl safe.  Thank you for giving us more time together.  Thank you for reminding me of how short life is ~ like a vapor.  Thank you for being under that tree to catch her when she fell.  I was not there.  She can not count on me to keep her safe from every slip and fall she may have.  But she can count on you. I can count on you.  Your mercy and lovingkindness is everlasting. I praise you for your wonderful works!

 One year old, Naomi
 Two Years Old
 A happy baby
 A sweet five year old
 A diligent artist
 A beautiful farmer
 My little worker bee ~ cleaning out the vacuum
 My buddy ~ always content just to be near Momma.
Naomi Baloney,
My sweet macaroni,
You're my peperoni,

July 11, 2011


To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: Ecc 3:1

This verse brings me comfort as I go about my house noticing things here and there. 

I open the closet and look for something to wear that I haven't worn a million times already ~ something new and pretty.  But, it is all the same old, same old.  I put on a denim skirt and a button up shirt.  I go to arrange my hair.  It may not be the season for clothes that make me sing, but I can put on a sweet smelling lotion.  I add some pretty 'dangly' earrings and some lipstick.  Ah, I feel better.

The washing machine is broken so the laundry is piled up and overflowing.  I remember the season of life when my appliances were new and helpful.  That season will come again.  For now, I separate the clothes and fill up some pillowcases with the laundry.  We will head out to the laundromat this afternoon.  I thank God for the quarters filling up my coin purse and my faithful van to get me there.  On the way home we will pick up the broken lawnmower from the shop.  The technician said it is "unrepairable."  The tall grass seems to laugh at me.

Later, I set the table for lunch.  Hmm. I only have four bowls that match.  Several have been broken over the years and I am down to four...but there are five people to serve.  The same goes for cups. I guess the table will look more eclectic than classic.  Not my style.  I prefer neat and clean and matching. The feelings of ungratefulness start to press.  Nope, I won't go there.  I will go outside and pick some sprigs of pine and some daisies.  Each place setting will get a matching bouquet.  If I put the food in the middle of the table for serving and add some pretty garnishings, they will hardly notice the unmatching dishes. Or, I will hardly notice.

The blinds in almost all the windows have something wrong about them.  The ones in the living room are bent.  The blinds in the dining room are vertical and some are missing.  And, in the children's room, the strings that pull them up and down are frayed so that the blinds don't stay straight.  I would love to just tear them all down and start fresh with something crisp and pretty.  But it is not the season for that.  Not yet.  I sigh.

A good scrubbing of the windows and some real effort at pulling and straightening brings in the sunshine and some neatness to the room.

The furniture is old, faded, torn in places, even stained.  Oh, how ugly it all looks.  But I just arrange it so that conversation is easy.  I fluff up the pillows and make things as neat as possible.  A little soap and water removes the darker stains.  In fact, I take the suds to the stains in the carpet too.  A few of the marks disappear.  I sigh.  This is encouragement for an ungrateful heart.

I turn the lamps so that the cracks or tears are facing the walls.

I make a batch of pecan pie muffins and arrange them on my pedestal cake plate. They didn't quite turn out...more chewy than they are supposed to be.  I'll call them pecan pie taffy instead.

After all of this, I smile.  I welcome my children to come in from playing outside and enjoy some taffy a muffin and some cold raw milk.  I prepare to welcome Mr. Santos with a strawberry smoothie.  I have laid out all his tools near the laundry room so that IF he is willing (and not too tired from a long day) he will find everything ready to fix the washing machine.  If he is not willing, I have a pretty basket ready to put all the tools into for convenience.  In this way, I can put the tools out of sight so that he doesn't feel "nagged."

God knows my needs.  He will provide in his time, in due season.  For now, I choose to be grateful.  It is not always easy.  But, staying out of the malls and the magazines, AND purposing to be grateful makes it easier.

But godliness with contentment is great gain. For we brought nothing into this world, and it is certain we can carry nothing out. And having food and raiment let us be therewith content.
 1 Timothy 6:6-8

July 07, 2011

Calling all Strawberry Lovers to Tea!

I am having...

A cup of peppermint tea.  It is lukewarm - but somehow it is o.k. today.  I don't feel like having anything hot and I don't much enjoy cold drinks unless it is a hot day...which it is not.

I am feeling...

Sore and tired and done for the day.  The house is clean, dinner is prepared, laundry done.  The only thing left to do is pick strawberries.  But I don't want to do it.  Thank you Lord for the strawberries. Thank you Lord for the wonderful harvest.  Thank you Lord that the deer are being fed somewhere else and not eating our few rows.  Thank you Lord for sending customers.  Please give me the strength to go pick the harvest.

On my mind...
The chaos and pain in so many lives around me.  I pray that they would find strength in our only refuge.

Hast thou not known? Hast thou not heard? that the everlasting God, the LORD, the Creator of the ends of the earth fainteth not, neither is weary? there is no searching of his understanding.  He giveth power to the faint, and to them that have no might he increaseth strength.

Isaiah 40: 28-29

An invitation...

Would you like some strawberries?  We have plenty!

All images from google - my camera broke ~ again.  This seems to be the story of my life, brokenness all around me. But God is good.  God is always good.

Please join my friend Ruth and others here for Tea Time

July 04, 2011


Once I was bound by sin’s galling fetters;
Chained like a slave, I struggled in vain.
But I received a glorious freedom,
When Jesus broke my fetters in twain.

Glorious freedom! Wonderful freedom!
No more in chains of sin I repine!
Jesus the glorious Emancipator—
Now and forever He shall be mine.

Freedom from all the carnal affections;
Freedom from envy, hatred and strife;
Freedom from vain and worldly ambitions;
Freedom from all that saddened my life!

Freedom from pride and all sinful follies;
Freedom from love and glitter of gold;
Freedom from evil temper and anger;
Glorious freedom, rapture untold!

Freedom from fear with all of its torments;
Freedom from care with all of its pain;
Freedom in Christ, my bless├Ęd Redeemer—
He Who has rent my fetters in twain.

July 02, 2011

I am your servant

"For we preach not ourselves, but Christ Jesus the Lord; and ourselves your servants for Jesus' sake." 2 Corinthians 4:5

Or is it sometimes "For we preach ourselves and not Christ Jesus the Lord; and ourselves as "got-it-all-together" for Jesus' sake." 

and ourselves great cooks (or musicians, or decorators or whatever) for Jesus' sake.

and ourselves debt free, great parents, holier than thou, for Jesus' sake.

What is man that thou are mindful of him...what am I?  Isn't is so easy to get distracted from the Truly good news with our accomplishments and knowledge?

For the wages of sin is death, but the gift of God is eternal life through Jesus Christ our Lord.

For by grace are ye saved through faith, and that not of yourselves, it is the gift of God.

In the U.S. we have fewer and fewer freedoms. However, as a Christian we can celebrate our liberty in Christ.  If the truth has set you free, you are free indeed.  Jesus is the Truth. Let us remember that it is only His precious blood that saves us.  It is only by His blood that the "accuser of the brethren" is cast down. 

I hope to remember to share my life and my views with the right perspective.  For we preach not ourselves, but Christ Jesus the Lord; and ourselves your servants for Jesus sake. 

Happy Independence Day!  The best freedom is Freedom in Christ!  God bless us, everyone!


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