Changes In My Life By George, Part 3

Today, I will share with you the final post about the changes in my life.  Remember, these are just the changes that have happened in my life this year, well really, just since the first of May.  This change has not been as drastic or devastating to me as the other changes I shared with you in Parts 1 and 2.  I guess you would think it should be drastic, but, to me, it hasn't been:  not sure why.  

As you know, I home schooled my children for most of their school years.  I worked outside the home some, but, very little.  Well, I AM BACK IN THE WORKING WORLD! 

I've always considered myself a "Working woman", because, if you do it correctly and sincerely, being a stay at home wife and mother is very hard work.  It is very time consuming, tiring, and quite honestly, it takes brains!  It does!  There is so much to figure out and so many times, something so very unexpected comes along, and what do you know, you figure it out and make it work, and go on.  If a stay at home wife and mom were to be paid monetarily, she'd never have to lift a finger again by the time her children were grown.  She would receive a check for the following job titles, and then some:  Planner, Organizer, Chef, Nanny, Teacher, Nurse, Disciplinarian, Coach, Decorator, Gardener, Housekeeper, Janitor, Taxi Driver, Laundress, Counselor, Banker, Teller, Cheerleader, Repair-woman, Cosmetologist, Manicurist, Massage Therapist, Actress, Librarian, Entertainer, Body Guard, Police-woman, Secretary, Singer, Dancer,  and SO much more.  I really could retire on all of that! LOL.   But, instead of being set for life with a pay off in money, I am reaping the joy and peace of having Godly, hardworking, responsible, and loving children, and that my friend, is priceless.   Would they have turned out the same had I chosen a different route?  Maybe.  But, Scot and I felt and still feel assured that this was the direction God would have us go in raising our children, and we were just crazy enough to obey.  What a journey it was too!  Perfect?  Goodness no!  We struggled in many areas.  I confess that sometimes I am not a nice person, especially when I am exhausted.  And I confess that I often, alright, VERY often worried way too much, which made me feel stressed.  Just because you do what you know is the right thing for you and your family does not guarantee and easy road.  My Scot worked extra hard to provide for us, and sometimes even that wasn't enough.  We never went hungry or naked, but there were times, we sold something dear to us in order to pay a bill.  There were times that we stretched meat and veggies way farther than we thought they could stretch.  It was not always like that.  There were times of more than plenty, and we would choose to go on a vacation or splurge on a go cart or something frivolous, but, the times I hold on to with all my being are those precious moments that we sat at the table and enjoyed our meals together, played outside in the yard, sat in the porch swing reading and singing, playing in the floor with blocks, barbies, and trucks, rocking the children before bedtime, going to church together, playing at the park, and just knowing that we four were a team through thick and thin, hard or easy.  Oh, how blessed I have been! 

Scot and I had agreed for years, that as soon as our home school journey was over, I would get a job and help get some bills paid off.  Well, that is where we are now in our Life By George.  I am a licensed Cosmetologist, but, I have really not had a desire to go back to that field.  Remember, my Mother is very sick and I need to be able to help my Daddy take care of her.  That is why I was unable to continue babysitting.  It tied me down too much.  What would I do?  I need to help my husband, but I need to be available for my parents.  I prayed and prayed and prayed.  God knew my heart.  He knew that my desire was to be an obedient help meet, but, as an only child, I needed to be of help with my parents also.  God knew all of this when I was born, so, I just asked Him to open the door I should enter.  I confessed that I had no clue as to what to do or even where to look for a job, and I knew if I acted on my own, I'd surely mess up.  My heart was broken from giving up the little boys I had loved so much and taken care of since they were tiny, and the only jobs I had ever had outside the home were in a beauty shop, sewing factory, and schools.  A local daycare had closed down a while back, but, under new management, it opened back up a few months ago.  Of course, my 'logic' told me that was my sign!   You ever do that?  lol.   I got the job at the daycare, but, schedule-wise, I was really back in the same boat as I was in when I babysat.    My employer at the daycare was a very sweet and understanding person, so, when Mother had an appointment, she would let me off with no problems, but, that was a days pay I didn't receive.  

I had also put in an application at what I jokingly call 'my home away from home', one of the local grocery stores.  I got a phone call one evening from a manager of a new buisiness that would soon be opening in town.  She had gotten my application from the grocery store, because the new buisiness would be opening in the same building and under the same owner.  And just what do you think the new buisiness is?  A HARDWARE!!!  Yes, Hardware, as in power tools, hand tools, knives, nails, chains, pipe, paint, glue, caulk, lawn and garden, pest control, and a million and fifteen different kinds of screws, nuts, and bolts!  I went in for an interview later that week.  I had never been in such an in depth interview in my life!  One of the questions was "When was the last time you did something that you didn't have to do for someone, and what was it?"  Another was "When you have several tasks that need accomplished, how do you handle it?"  I was honest and told them I didn't have an answer for the question about doing something I didn't have to do for someone.  I thought that was just a lifestyle.  You shouldn't keep up with what you have to do or don't have to do.  And the question about multiple tasks was a no brainer..."Lists!  I make lots and lots of lists!"  The hard part of the interview was when they started taking items out of a brown paper bag and asked me to identify them and tell their use.  Oh My Goodness!  I failed with flying colors!  They said there was no failing to it, but, now that I have learned some things about the items, I know I failed! lol. They called a few days later and told me that I had the job.  I had explained my concerns about working and meeting my mother's needs and the obligations I have as a pastor's wife. I also told them that I wanted to give my current employer a fair notice, so that she could have enough time to find a replacement.  My manager has been so good to work my schedule around those things.  The Hardware is open 13 hours a day, 6 days a week, so therefore, there are enough hours open to work, that as long as I give my manager a fair notice as to my needs, she has no problem in meeting them.  I absolutely love my job!  I enjoy greeting the people and trying my best to help them find what they need. My job also involves organization, which I love to do.  Many skills I had as a full time stay at home mother has come in very handy, even in a hardware.  My most favorite department in the hardware is the paint department.  I love mixing the paint!  Of course, the computer tells me the exact formula, or recipe, as I refer to it, and, I just put in the right parts.  I also enjoy helping people in the home and gardening section.  My least favorite is the very large department of screws, bolts, and nuts!  Why there are so many choices, I have no clue! LOL.  I'm learning, but, it will take quite a while.  The people I work with are terrific, and, I do believe that I now have the job God intended for me to have after my home school journey.  Balancing work and home is very mind boggling at times, but with the help of my wonderful husband and children, we are making it work.

A quick note:  A small Craftsman tool box makes a great makeup case! :)

Changes In My Life By George, Part 2

It's been almost a month since I posted part 1 of Changes In My Life By George.  As I said in that post, I have to have the right time (enough time) and be in the right frame of mind to post these types of posts.  I touched on the changes of the end of our home school journey and my mother's declining health in part 1.  As for my mother's health, it has declined even more since part 1, so please, please pray for her and my daddy.  There have been a couple of situations since Scot surrendered to preach that I thought I felt as if someone had died; I thought I felt like someone had ripped our hearts out of our bodies and stomped them, but, that was nothing compared to watching my mother suffer day in and day out.  We have done all we know to do with little or no relief, which makes us feel so helpless.  The other day, I was bee-boppin' around, just a hummin', etc., and I realized that I was happy.  I immediately felt so guilty.  There my mother is home bound and in such terrible pain, and here I am going on about my business merrily.  But, then, I realized that what I was experiencing was that peace that passes all understanding and that strength that only the joy of the Lord can provide.  The circumstance, the situation looks so gloom and so sad.  But for the Lord, I really don't know how I could stand to watch.  I am extremely thankful for that peace and joy even in the midst of sadness and trouble.  Isn't He wonderful?! 

And the peace of God, which passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus. ~Philippians 4:7



My daddy retired a few months ago.  My daddy has worked since he was a kid; either helping on the farm he was raised on, contracting & building houses for the public, or for the past 25 years, working at a motor home company.  He came home that Friday, sat in his recliner for a little while to rest his legs and feet, and when he got up, he realized there was something wet in the floor.  It was blood; HIS blood!  He hadn't realized he was bleeding until then.  A blood vessel had busted in the top of his foot!  Blood was shooting out of a little pin sized hole like water shooting out of a water fountain!  By the time, I got there, he had lost a good bit of blood.  He was sitting with his foot in a garbage can, trying to get the bleeding to stop.  When we realized we couldn't get the bleeding to stop, I helped him get his foot in a clean garbage bag, I tied it around his knee, and he and I headed to the ER.  The doctor and nurses were stumped!  They had never seen anything like it.   They tried all they knew to do to stop the bleeding, but, nothing worked, so the doctor finally put a couple of stitches in to stop it.  Daddy felt fine during the entire episode.   On the way to ER, he looked over at me and said,  "Well, I've been retired a little more than an hour and I'm already headed to the hospital."  I smiled and said, "Let's just get all the excitement out of the way to begin with, and we'll have it whooped!"    As I said in my last post, my daddy has done an excellent job taking care of my mother, the yard, the house, and the laundry.  Of course, I knew he would! 

Another change is Cale, our son, is now working full time at the same place my daddy retired from. I've shared with you before on Life By George about how Cale never really liked school; he loved to play and he loved to physically work.  Cale has a good job and he seems to enjoy it.  He is saving most of his paycheck so he can buy a better vehicle than the one he has.  He has been very wise with his money, and we are very proud of him.   He's so wise with his money that we are bad to tease him about being a tight wad.  When he spends money, you know there was much thought that went into it!

This Thanksgiving is different than any other before for us.  We had always eaten at my parent's house for the first 18 or 19 years of our marriage, and then, for the past 6 or 7 years, I have cooked at our house and invited Mother and Daddy to join us.  This year, we are cooking here and taking it to my parent's house.  We will eat with them there.  Also, Mother can't get out and see all the Christmas decorations this year, other than when she has to go to a doctor's appointment, so, tomorrow, we are going to decorate her house for Christmas.  She may can't go to the Christmas decorations, but the decorations can come to her! 

Part 3 will probably conclude this blog series about changes in our lives...unless something else changes before then!

O Give thanks unto the Lord; for he is good: for his mercy endureth for ever.

O give thanks unto the God of gods; for his mercy endureth for ever.

O give thanks to the Lord of lords; for his mercy endureth for ever.

To him who alone doeth great wonders: for his mercy endureth for ever.

Psalms 136:1-4

Bless the Lord, O my soul: and all that is within me, bless his holy name.

Bless the Lord, O my soul, and forget not all his benefits:

Psalms 103:1-2


Changes In My Life By George, Part 1

This is a post that I have had on my heart for quite a while, but knew that I needed ample time to think and write, in order to express all that I need to say.  I wanted to pick a day that was a more 'normal' day, and that my emotions were not running wild from one extreme to another.  If I chose a day that I felt concerned or sad, my post would reflect that.  If I posted on a day that I'm on cloud nine, it would end up a 'Pollyanna' post.  So, I am choosing this day to write what is on my heart.  I have the house to myself, I have no place to be until later today, and my mood is pretty evened out this morning.  (Yes, I over-analyze!)

This year, 2011, I believe,  will stand out in my mind for as long as I have breath in my body.  You know, we have those years and times in our lives that just seem to forever feel so current and real to us.  There are some years that I barely even remember, but, then, there are a few years, I can tell you exactly what was happening, who was there, what we were wearing, and I can even recall the smell or feeling of that particular time.  For instance, I was only 4 1/2 when my Pa-Pa Pounders passed away, but, I recall those few weeks before and the days during the visitation and funeral as if it happened yesterday.  It's almost as if I can close my eyes and be there once again.  One particular homecoming parade, Christmas party, ballgame at school, homework assignment, graduation, wedding day, the birth of my children, etc. fall into that category.  There are a few unpleasant times that I remember and if I dwelled on, would rip my heart out just as it did at the time, but, I choose not to think on those as much. 

The main CHANGES in my life by George in 2011 include the following:

1.  Our Home school Journey comes to an end.

2.  My Mother's health declines drastically.

3.  My Daddy retires.

4.  Both my children have full time jobs.

5.  The time to help my husband financially arrives.

6.  I become a working woman outside our home.

If you have visited Life By George much at all, you know that I have home schooled our children for many years, and that my life has been centered around my husband for 26 years, and my children for 23 years.  Also, my parents are very important in my life.  I have been far from perfect in all of these areas, but, my heart has been in the right place, and I tried so hard to dedicate my life to God, Family, Home, Church, and Friends.  

I struggled from the beginning of Cale's senior year with feelings of sadness and uncertainty with the end of our journey of home schooling coming to an end.  I gave this example one day (after Cale's graduation):  'I feel like I am in a boat without an oar, just sitting there, going whichever way the wind blows my boat.'  Even though I had that feeling of wandering and of having no control, my heart and my mind still knew that God has been, is, and always will be in control, and that if I would just wait upon Him, all would be well.  Who needs an oar when you have the Master of the wind, right?  But, I am human, so, I struggled with some restless days and sleepless nights, and shed several tears crying out to God to guide me and direct my paths; to steer my boat, so to speak.

To help with expenses, during Cale's senior year in school, I had babysat one baby boy (from the time he was about 2 1/2 months old) full time and another baby boy part time. Needless to say, I fell head over heels in love with these little boys, and when circumstances changed with my Mother's health, my heart broke when I had to give the babies up.  I honestly mourned over the decision.  I didn't need to be so tied down that I couldn't jump in the van and leave at any given time of day.  Also, Scot and I had said for many years, that as soon as Cale graduated, I would get a good job, so I could help him with our expenses, and we could get some bills paid off, and not struggle as much financially.  Giving up those two little boys rocked my boat quite a bit. 

After I stopped babysitting, Mother's health continued to decline, so I didn't even look for another job right away.  We almost lost her in July.  She stayed in the hospital for several days.  After that, she was in rehab for a couple of weeks. In the meantime, my Daddy, who has worked almost all of his life retired, so he could be home with Mother and be her caregiver around the clock.  After Mother got home from rehab, she seemed to do some better for a few days, and then, she got worse.  She suffers from Post Polio Syndrome, which there is no cure for.  The pain is excruciating and constant.  We were very saddened when we were told that her wheel chair and scooter would have to become her best friends...we cried in the doctor's office.  Mother never walking again was a fact that broke our hearts and upset our world, but compared to the pain she has suffered, her not being able to walk has been minor.  Between having surgery on her knee and several tests, she has been put to sleep 5 or 6 times since the end of July.  When we rushed her to the hospital July 29th, they had to give her 4 units of blood.  She had all the symptoms of stomach or colon cancer.  They talked to us very frankly and we felt so hopeless.  We got the word out and got our friends and families praying,  and after doing a couple of tests on Mother that Monday and Tuesday, they told us she had a bleeding ulcer that had bled slowly, which is why she didn't realize she was losing blood.  We were so relieved that she didn't have cancer.  My Mother is the strongest woman I've ever met.  Polio affects your muscles, and the initial disease left her with a limp and weak muscles, but she has NEVER used that as an excuse to half way do anything!  She has always been a wonderful wife to my Daddy,  an outstanding Mother to me, a caring and loving Ma-Maw to my children, and a constant and faithful servant to others.  She was an immaculent housekeeper, a hardworking member of the PTA, a zealous and loud cheerleader in the Belmont Cardinal stands, a cook of large, delicious meals, and a comfort through phone calls, visits, and cards to many.  Even since she has been in such terrible pain, went for days without sleeping, etc., she is still so thoughtful and caring toward others.  One day, when I went back to her bedroom, she handed me a list.  The list had the names and dates of people that would have birthdays or anniversarys throughout the end of this year.  She wanted me to buy cards for each of those people.  The days that she can't write, if there is a special occasion coming up, she has me to sign and address the card for her.  Would I be that thoughtful toward others during such a time?  I truly hope so.  Mother is weak, and Mother is tired, but she continues to look forward to the day she gets her strength back and feels better.  Many tears have been shed and many prayers have been offered on her behalf, and as long as there is breath in her body, I know God can give her relief and renew her strength if it is His will to do so.  This has honestly been the most trying and the hardest time of my 46 years.  Daddy and I feel so helpless most days.  We do our best to meet her every need, but, after you give the pain meds, and she is still hurting so badly, there are times of frustration.  It hurts our hearts to see her in such pain and so uncomfortable.  My Daddy has been amazing!  The nights he gets to sleep, he checks on her and gives her meds to her right on time.  He keeps the housework and laundry going and their yard is always neat as a pen.  I don't know what lies ahead for us, but, I can't help but praise the Lord for His constant care, His peace when all seems chaotic, His grace always being sufficient, and His love always being unconditional.  The Joy of the Lord has been our strength.

Time Is Drawing Nigh...

Yesterday, April Fools Day, Cale and I searched through numerous picture albums for THE ten pictures we wanted to use for the slide show that will be shown on his Graduation night.  By the way, yesterday was the DEADLINE to turn them in.  I am so not like I used to be.  Procrastination used to be an ugly word to me, but, procrastinate is what I have done this time.  Honestly, I dreaded it terribly.  Graduation invitations is another job I have put off.  I know putting all of this off does not prolong May 6, 2011 getting here, but, it does prolong the tears that I know will drip down my face, and the feelings that go with it.  So, yesterday, Cale and I sat in the library floor going through EVERY album I have filled since he was born.  (Many, many pictures!)  I wanted him to be happy with the choices, so I didn't give my opinion on any of them, other than, oohing and awing over them, and reminiscing over ALL of them...and YES, tears running from my eyes faster than I could wipe them.  Poor Cale!  All we needed were 10 (TEN) pictures...JUST 10.  After hours of deliberation, eye wiping, nose blowing, etc., we made our choices.  Finally, last night, after supper, Noelle helped us get the pictures scanned and emailed before the deadline ended.   I have done a bit of soul-searching today...my mind and heart were way too exhausted last night to think about it any longer; but this morning, I have questioned myself as to the reason I am so emotional over Cale's graduation.   You see, ALL I have thought about, ALL I have done, ALL I have put my being into, for 23 years now, feels like is coming to an end.  ALL I've dreamed of has been being a wife and mother, and now, a part of that is changing.  I know, I know...I am still a wife and mother, my children will still need me, I have plenty to do...I KNOW ALL OF THAT!  But, this is a time of change.  My children have been home with me almost all of the time.  Noelle graduated in 2007, and she is still home, but, she works full time and takes computer classes, and even though, she still lives here, it's just not the same as when she was in school.  It's still good though!  Now, Cale, who represents the end of my homeschooling journey, is graduating in 5 weeks.  It's a beginning for him, but, feels like an ending for me.  I will have to retrain my brain how to think, my heart, how to feel, and my schedule, of what to do.  Cale is not sure about his plans yet.  One idea he has, he would have to move.  The other idea he has, he would still live at home.  Am I praying for the latter?  I can honestly say, NO.  Nor, am I praying for the first.  I am, with all my heart, soul, and mind, praying that God will open doors for Cale, that no man can close; and He will close doors for Cale, that no man can open.  In other words, I want God's perfect, divine will for my son. 

Back to yesterday...I cried because of how quickly it seems time has passed since my children were little, changes are coming, and I will miss what I've known; what I've grown accustomed to for the past 23 years.   I wasn't really crying because of Cale graduating.  I am truly thankful that his mind has been bright, his health has been good, and that God provided and saw fit that I could pour my life into my family all of these years.  I am thankful that I've been blessed with such a hard-working, loving, and kind husband, who adores me and his children, and who has made sure our home has been full and over-flowing with love, joy, and consistency.  I am thankful that my children, thus far, have been faithful to God, and have sought His approval on their daily lives through obedience and hard work.  I'm just thankful.   There will more than likely definitely be more tears fall from my eyes, but, through soul searching this morning, I know I am not losing anything.  I may not have to plan for next school year, and I may not have children in my home every day, but, my heart and my mind cannot even contain the memories, the abundance of love and joy that comes from raising my two blessings.  My role changes a bit, but, just as I have adjusted from babies to toddlers, to school age, teen-age, and all the other stages of their lives, I will come forth and arise to this change, with God's guidance and help.  I am so proud of my children, not because of popularity or ability, but because of their Godliness, kindness, faithfulness, and generosity, that is a life style to them, not just good mannerisms.  I feel like I am above all women, blessed.

I am sharing 3 of the 10 pictures Cale chose to use for his slide show.

The top picture is of him and Snick.

  Such a sweet-sweet smile in the above picture.

And guess what is around his mouth on the last picture...

Yep, ice-cream!

I Am Not Being Rebellious!

I am a firm believer in 'trying' to take one day at a time, enjoying each season as it comes, and accepting the weather as the Good Lord sees fit to give it.  I honestly cringe when I hear people say things like: "I can't wait until the weekend!" (when it's only Monday!)  "I hate Mondays!"  "I can't wait for cooler weather." and then, when it's cooler weather, "I hate this weather, I wish Summer would hurry and get here."  I've been guilty of some of the same, especially when I was younger, but I've just come to the conclusion that each day is a gift from God.  We can be cheerful and speak blessings, or, we can wish our lives away.  For instance, I live in Mississippi, so, I expect the weather to be very unpredictable.  Why we act so surprised when we are sweatin' down to our undies in July is beyond me.  And on the other hand, unlike this past Christmas, we can 'dream' all we want, but, most years, if you live in Mississippi, you won't have a White Christmas!   I remember one Christmas, we had the windows raised, the ceiling fans going, and we were wearing short sleeved shirts.  You Just NEVER Know!  Don't be surprised if you turn on the air conditioner in the day time and the heater at night anytime in October through April, IF you live in Mississippi.  So, I figure, taking one day at a time weather wise is one way to cut back on stress.   Moving on to Mondays!  Monday mornings are a gift, just like Saturday mornings.  Why do we hate Mondays?  Monday morning is a nice, clean, fresh beginning; REALLY, it is!  And who knows; Tuesday may never be ours to enjoy.  Do you hate Winter?  Spring may never come.  My point?  Enjoy each day as if it's the only day you  have...it just could be!  Do I ever complain?   Yes, I am human.  BUT, I am aware of when I do complain about such as I've written here, and, I try to stop, repent, and thank God for the generous gift of life.   There are many good things about each season.  God gives us variety.  Seasons are sort of like meals; most people don't want the same thing to eat all the time, and if the weather were the same all the time, I know I'd get a bit bored and tired of it.  I love rain, but when we go for days at a time and all we see outside is rain, I'll be the first to admit, it begins to wear on my nerves!   That's the way I've been with the snow lately.  We've had more snow since Dec. 25 than I remember having in a month in my lifetime.  Christmas morning, the snow was exciting and pretty; I ran outside and played!  January 10th, I made some snow cream, but stayed in until late that afternoon.  That was the day we had 7 inches.  Needless to say, there was still snow on the ground for over a week; snow lost some of it's excitement to me...and then, last week, it came a little dusting again; and this week, again!  And yes, I've said; "O.K., the snow's been pretty, I enjoyed it, but it will be fine if we don't get anymore until next Christmas!"  I even told Noelle that I was taking my 'Winter Wonderland' background off of my blog...Of course, she was quick to point out that my blog background had nothing to do with our real live winter wonderland.  I knew that, but I decided to change my background to something more generic, just the same.  Boy, has this been random! Ha.  My point is this:  I changed my Winter Wonderland background and changed the first 3 songs on my blog from snow songs, because, I am a bit tired of snow...but, I also want to remind myself that each day is a gift that I need to accept no matter the weather, no matter which day, and no matter the season. (of the year, or the season of my life)

Purpose

I've been thinking about the beginning of this new year, two-thousand eleven.  I decided to NOT make any resolutions.  Why?  Because I usually fail at keeping them.  I decided to just purpose in my heart to continue to try to serve and love God, family, and others daily; trust God, and to just take one day at a time.  I do need to lose weight!  I do need to read my Bible through!  I do need to worry less!  I do need to pray more!  I do need to be more disciplined!  I do need to _______ many things; but...I know if I just continue to try to love and serve God, family, and others as is my true heart's desire, all the other things will fall in place.  I so desire to be pleasing in God's sight, and with that being my goal in life, I just feel like all else is small stuff.  To be pleasing in God's sight will make me strive to read my Bible more, to trust God more and to worry less, to serve others more joyfully, and to even be more healthy.  I found this quote, The Hero,  in a book I'm reading.  It says this to me...Just do what you are suppose to each day, be where you are supposed to be each day, be consistent, and be faithful to God and to your family, and life will be meaningful and a blessing.  As for doing what I am supposed to do; God tells me to tell others about Him, He tells me to love others, He tells me to be faithful, He tells me to love Him with all my heart, soul, and mind, He tells me to please Him, He tells me to not be apart of the world, He tells me to resist temptation and evil, He tells me to "Shine"!   May I say IF I just purpose in my heart to be found pleasing in God's sight each day of this year, I'll be busy doing what I should, and I'll be found where I should be.   Below, I have also included some verses that are wonderful and wise scriptures to live by each day and to even make your 'life' verses.    Happy 2011 to each of you from Life By George!

The Hero

The hero does not set out to be one.  She is probably more surprised than others by recognition.  She was there when the crisis occurred...and she responded as she always had in any situation.  She was simply doing what had to be done!  Faithful where she was in her duty there...she was ready when the crisis arose.  Being where she was supposed to be...doing what she was supposed to do...responding as was her custom...to circumstances as they developed...devoted to duty- she did the heroic!

~Richard C. Halverson, "Perspective" newsletter, Oct. 6, 1977. (Gender changed)

Let the words of my mouth, and the meditation of my heart, be acceptable in thy sight, O Lord, my strength, and my redeemer.  ~ Psalm 19:14

So teach us to number our days, that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom. ~Psalm 90:12

Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father which is in Heaven.  ~Matthew 5:16

But seek ye first the kingdom of God, and his righteousness; ;and all these things shall be added unto you. ~Matthew 6:34

For it is God which worketh in you both to will and to do of his good pleasure.  Do all things without murmurings and disputings: That ye may be blameless and harmless, the sons of God, without rebuke, in the midst of a crooked and perverse nation, among who ye shine as lights in the world. ~Philippians 2:13-15

Rejoice in the Lord always: and again I say, Rejoice.  Let your moderation be known unto all men, The Lord is at hand.  Be careful for nothing; but in every thing by prayer and supplication, with thanksgiving let your requests be made known unto God.  And the peace of God, which passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.  Finally, brethren, whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report; if there be any virtue, and if there be any praise, think on these things.  Those things which ye have both learned and received, and heard, and seen in me, do: and the God of peace shall be with you.  ~ Philippians 4:4-9

And whatsoever ye do in word or deed, do all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God and the Father by him.  ~Colossians 3:17

And whatsoever ye do, do it heartily as to the Lord, and not unto men.  ~Colossians 3:23

Beloved, let us love one another: for love is of God: and every one that loveth is born of God, and knoweth God.  ~I John 4:7

According To Thy Word

And in the sixth month the angel Gabriel was sent from God unto a city of Galilee named Nazareth, To a virgin espoused to a man whose name was Joseph, of the house of David; and the virgin's name was Mary.  And the angel came in unto her, and said, Hail, thou that art highly favoured, the Lord is with thee; blessed art thou among women.  And when she saw him, she was troubled at his saying, and cast in her mind what manner of salutation this should be.  And the angel said unto her, Fear not, Mary;  for thou hast found favour with God.  And, behold, thou shalt conceive in thy womb, and bring forth a son, and shalt call his name Jesus.  He shall be great, and shall be called the Son of the Highest; and the Lord God shall give unto him the throne of his father David:  And he shall reign over the house of Jacob for ever; and of his kingdom there shall be no end.  Then said Mary unto the angel, How shall this be, seeing I know not a man?  And the angel answered and said unto her, The Holy Ghost shall come upon thee, and the power of the Highest shall overshadow thee:  therefore also that holy thing which shall be born of thee shall be called the Son of God.  And, behold, thy cousin Elisabeth, she hath also conceived a son in her old age: and this is the sixth month with her, who was called barren.  For with God nothing shall be impossible.  And Mary said, Behold the handmaid of the Lord:  be it unto me according to thy word.  And the angel departed from her.  ~ Luke 1:26-38

I Played My Best for Him...

The Little Drummer Boy

Come they told me, pa rum pum pum pum

A new born King to see, pa rum pum pum pum

Our finest gifts we bring, pa rum pum pum pum

To lay before the King, pa rum pum pum pum,

rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum,

So to honor Him, pa rum pum pum pum,

When we come.

Little Baby, pa rum pum pum pum

I am a poor boy too, pa rum pum pum pum

I have no gift to bring, pa rum pum pum pum

That's fit to give the King, pa rum pum pum pum,

rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum,

Shall I play for you, pa rum pum pum pum,

On my drum?

Mary nodded, pa rum pum pum pum

The ox and lamb kept time, pa rum pum pum pum

I played my drum for Him, pa rum pum pum pum

I played my best for Him, pa rum pum pum pum,

rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum,

Then He smiled at me, pa rum pum pum pum

Me and my drum.

The words and music to the Christmas song Little Drummer Boy was composed by Katherine K. Davis, Henry Onorati and Harry Simeone in 1958.

It's a Birthday Celebration!

HAPPY HOLIDAYS?  Nope...not at the Life By George!  We're havin' a Birthday Celebration!  We act like this time of year is all about us; but, it's not!  IT'S ALL ABOUT HIM!   He came, He lived, He loved, He forgave, He healed, He cared, He suffered, He bled, He died, He arose, HE LIVES!   Who is this King of Glory?  King Jesus is His Name! 

What can I give him poor as I am?

If I were a shepherd,

I'd give him a lamb.

If I were a wise man,

I'd do my part.

What can I give him?

Give my heart.

Give because He gave and still gives.

Love because He loved and still loves.

Forgive because He forgave and still forgives.

Live because He came and gave life.

Worship because He is The Christ, The Saviour, The Redeemer of the world, The King of Kings, The Lord of Lords, The Rose of Sharon, The Lily of the Valley, The Bright and Morning Star,...He is Jesus, My Friend.      ~ L. George

It's HIS Birthday Celebration!  What are you giving Him?  

A Song Of Praise To God

A song of praise to God

Praise God, from whom all blessings flow;

Praise Him, all creatures here below:

Praise Him above, ye heavenly host;

Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost!

Amen.

I Know How Humpty Dumpty Felt

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,

Humpty Dumpty had a great fall.

All the King's horses, And all the King's men

Couldn't put Humpty together again!

I wrote my own little rhyme for my GREAT FALL.

Liesa-Liesa, going down the stairs,

In a big hurry, should be aware...

Missed a step and low and behold,

Down the steps, she tumbled and rolled.

Holding her camera in her hand,

To take a picture of a coyote and her little man.

Broke the camera, oh the shame,

She's bruised and battered, but not completely lame.

Pretty purples and black now color some body parts,

But the breaking of the camera is what broke her heart.

A lesson is learned in this painful fall~

Slow and steady helps one to stay on the wall.

It's ok to chuckle a bit.  It wasn't ok to chuckle Saturday night though!  I was going to the garage to take a picture of Cale and a coyote he had killed.  I was going pretty fast and I missed a step.  I thought I would NEVER reach the bottom.  I know it had to be a funny sight!  Just thinking about it now makes me laugh.  I was thinking "Will this ever end?"  My bottom was going ninety to nothing down the wooden steps and when I got to the bottom step, I did this little flip and landed on my knee and cheek. (Yes, as in my face!)  Noelle yelled for her daddy.  She said, "Mother, I thought you were dead, all I could see were legs, and you weren't moving!"  And even that brings a humorous image to my mind! lol.

I could hear Cale running through the basement to get to me.  He had deer blood all over him. He had been hunting and had killed a deer (and the coyote).  Scot and Noelle had flew down the steps and Scot had stepped over me to get to the bottom.  I was trying to sit up and I was leaning on Cale's leg and listening to Scot tell me NOT to lean on Cale's leg due to the blood, etc.   They helped me to sit on the bottom step and I was feeling of my cheek and panicking because I knew I had landed on it.  Y'all know by now how vain I am.  I finally got up and made it back upstairs where I realized I had broken my camera!!!  Tears started flowing!  I took Aleve before I went to bed hoping that it wouldn't take all the king's men to get me out of the bed Sunday morning.  I slept pretty well.  I wasn't too bad sore Sunday morning.  THEN, I saw the bruises!  Very colorful, I might say!  As the day went on Sunday, the soreness set in.  By yesterday morning, I was very sore.  I kept taking Aleve and tried to keep moving to get the soreness out.  I'm still colorful, but I feel much better today.   I decided to go ahead and share this with y'all and to just laugh about it.  I also want to say that I am very thankful that I am just bruised.  And I know I can get another camera, but I've just tried so hard to be frugal lately with Christmas coming up and so many extra expenses with having a Senior in school this year.  I guess the breaking of my camera just sort of busted my bubble, so to speak!  I seriously am very thankful that God was with me, as He always is.  And I'm thankful that I get kicks out of even what could be bad things.  Life is good!

This is the sign that we see on the way down the stairs to the basement.  (If you're not flying down them so fast that you can't read!)  I have not told my parents about my fall yet.  I am cooking for them for Thanksgiving.  If they knew I had been so sore this week, they would want us all just to eat out, so shhhhh....What Happens In The Man Cave Stays In the Man Cave.   

I'll post about Scot's ordeal with a pinched nerve next.  He said that we are falling apart together.  That's a good place to be falling apart if I am! :)

Here's the picture I had taken before my battery died.  That's why I went back upstairs.  I was getting new batteries to take more pictures.

From My Heart, I Thank You Lord

He who thanks but with the lips

Thanks but in part;

The full, the true Thanksgiving

Comes from the heart.

~J.A. Shedd

We are but a little more than 2 weeks away from Thanksgiving Day.  I love the colors of this season; the vibrant oranges, golds, and reds mixed in with the browns and what is still left of the greens.  The bright orange pumpkins and the various shades of mums are lovely to look at in people's yards and on their porches.  There is a crispness in the air, like no other time of the year.  Summer has ended, yet some days are still warm; Winter has not yet arrived, yet some days are cold.  Sweaters and sweatshirts are being dug out of the winter clothes baskets and closets, soups and hot teas are on the menu, and the smells of pumpkins and apples mixed with blends of nutmeg and vanilla welcomes us home. (Even if the smells are coming from a candle, spray, or plug-in.)  This season seems to be the shortest of all seasons; it also seems to be the most overlooked season.  The 'summer lovers' are trying to get in one more fishing trip and the 'winter lovers' are trying to prepare for Christmas.  Nothing wrong with either one...but, as for me and my house, we have chosen to embrace this wonderful season of fall; this very important holiday called "Thanksgiving".  There is not as much preparing to do for Thanksgiving as for Christmas, but I do have my mums on the porch, a couple of fall decorations in the kitchen, and I'm planning my menu for a very simple, yet satisfying Thanksgiving meal.   Most of all, I'm choosing to 'live' thanksgiving.  I call it "ThanksLiving".  We should not just thank God when we pray, we should live each day in a thankful fashion.  How?  Just through observing His handiwork around us, by showing kindness to our loved ones, and strangers that we meet, by living a holy life unto the Lord, and of course, by saying "Thank You" to God often, and really meaning it from our hearts.  I love Psalms 126:3 which says, The Lord hath done great things for us; wherof we are glad.  I encourage you to live a life of 'ThanksLiving',  not just during the upcoming Thanksgiving holiday, but each and every moment you are blessed to live.  It will make a difference in your life and it will make a difference in the lives of those around you.  The Lord has done great things; what are you glad about today? 

Pray For America

Behold, the eye of the Lord is upon them that fear him, upon them that hope in his mercy.  To deliver their soul from death, and to keep them alive in famine.  Our soul waiteth for the Lord; he is our help and our shield.  For our heart shall rejoice in him, because we have trusted in his holy name.  Let thy mercy, O Lord, be upon us, according as we hope in thee. ~Psalm 33:18-22

Pray without ceasing. ~I Thessalonians 5:17

The effectual fervent prayer of a righteous man availeth much. ~James 5:16b

I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America and to the Republic for which it stands, one Nation under God, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all.

Happy 100th Birthday To My Favorite Red Head!

I'm thinking of my Grandmother today.  Ma Maw Claudie would have celebrated her 100th birthday today had she lived.  She's only been gone for a few years now.  To read more about this vivacious, fun lady, go to the link below!   I still miss my feisty and fun Ma Claudie!

"She's a sparrow when she's broken, but she's an eagle when she flies."

                               http://lifebygeorge.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-ma-maw-claudie.html

Flashback Friday: Books, Books, Books!

         Today, I am joining in on the fun with Mocha With Linda and participating in Flashback Friday.

Did you like to read when you were a child?  I ADORED books!  BUT...I enjoyed my Mother reading to me more than I enjoyed reading to myself.  My dear Mother read to me just about every single day!  I was fascinated with the pictures as well.  I loved the colors on each page, and especially the expressions on the faces of people and animals. 

 What were your favorite genres, books or series?  I mostly had Little Golden Books and Tell-a-Tales Books.  I also had some 'big' books of Bible stories, Richard Scarry, and Mother Goose.

 Did you read books because of the author or because of the title/plot?  I honestly didn't even consider that Someone had written the book.  I just loved the title and the actual story.

 Did you own many books?   I owned several, not like hundreds or anything, but I had a good collection.

 Did your school distribute the Scholastic book orders (or some other type)?  I loved Weekly Reader.  I know we brought home book order forms, but can't remember which company.

 Did you visit the library often?  I visited the one at school every time we were allowed to , but I don't remember visiting a public library until I was at least 12 years old.

A Cup of Christmas Tea by Tom Hegg and The Twelve Blessings of Christmas are excellent Christmas books.

 Was there a summer reading program when you were young, and did you participate? I don't remember one. 

 Do you have any particular memories of your school libraries?   There were pictures around the top of the wall of all the United States Presidents.  I loved the smell of the library.  I remember the round tables in elementary and the colorful orange chairs.  

 What were your favorites and least favorites among the classics (the ones high school English teachers assign!)?  I enjoyed reading Our Town in Literature class.  I honestly didn't enjoy Shakespeare, but Mrs. Wright even made Romeo and Juliet not so painful.  

 If you didn't like reading, do you like it more today than you did then?   I do enjoy reading more now than I did as a child.  As I said, I adored books, but had rather be read to than to read it for myself.  When I got in upper elementary school, I didn't read alot of books except for the ones we read in school.  I went through the magazine stage in Jr. High.  I read Tiger Beat, Seventeen, and Teen magazines religiously. 

I read a little here and there, but it was not MY HOBBY.  Then, for my 28th birthday, my Mother-in-law gave me The Covenant by Hilda Stahl, and Va-La...I've bought books and read ever since!  We now have a library/office which I really have to control myself, or I'd stay there all the time.   I have a very nice collection of books.  My favorite authors include:  Elizabeth George (Christian writer), Helen Steiner Rice, Elisabeth Elliot,  Hilda Stahl, Janette Oke, Lori Wick, Lori Copeland, Max Lucado, Emilie Barnes, Al & Joanna Lacy, Beverly Lewis, Stephanie Grace Whitson, Kim Vogel Sawyer, and Robin Lee Hatcher.  I enjoy reading about the United States Presidents and their families.  I have several books about the Bush family.

I still have my first grade readers (Tag) and several other readers from school.  I have kept ALL of my children's readers.  Most of theirs are from A Beka.  My first grade teacher, Mrs. Judy McCreary gave each of her students a Tell-a-Tales book for Christmas.  She gave me Lazy Fox and Red Hen.  She signed the inside To: Liesa  From: Mrs. McCreary    I have that book displayed with my children's books in my library. 

My dream is to write a book someday.  Maybe one of these days, I'll have my own book displayed in my library.   Writing a book is one of the two things on my Bucket List. 

I cannot say enough about GOOD books!  I do not enjoy reading books on gadgets or computers, or screens.  There is just something about holding a book in my hand.  I highly recommend reading to children.  Even as babies, my children enjoyed the soothing sounds of me reading to them.  Oh the things we can learn, the stress we can relieve, and the encouragement we can obtain simply by reading.  A few of the books I read to my children are Mother Goose, Curious George, Winnie The Pooh, Good Night Moon, Corduroy, Brown Bear, Brown Bear, What Do You See?, Polar Bear, Polar Bear, What Do You Hear?, Five Little Monkeys, I Know an Old Woman Who Swallowed a Fly, Little Golden Books, Weekly Reader Books, etc.  As a young girl, Noelle loved Nancy Drew books, Mandi series, Little House series, Christy series, Anne of Green Gables series, and Sarah Plain and Tall series.  Cale read more biographies of baseball players, etc.   He had still rather read true stories of missionaries.

The MOST important book I've ever held in my hand is God's Holy Word, The Bible.  God's book is a lamp unto my feet and a light unto my path.  I am convicted, challenged, inspired, helped, and comforted when I read it.

Final Day of Vacation 2010: Going Home

Sunday morning, we got up and dressed for church.

There was a car show in Pigeon Forge the weekend, but we had not had any trouble with heavy traffic, UNTIL Sunday morning. 

We saw many old cars....everywhere!

We finally made it to church for the preaching hour. From the time I said, "I see the church.", it took us 10 more minutes just to get to it.

We had skipped breakfast, so as soon as we got out of church, we headed to The Red Rooster Pancake House for breakfast/lunch.

True to their name, there were roosters everywhere!

And smack dab in the middle of the restaurant was this:  a tractor!

Good bye for now Smokey Mountains....you are beautiful!

Welcome back to Georgeville, the mountain of dirty laundry!

Home Sweet Home

by

George!

Day 3 of Vacation: Hurray For DOLLYWOOD!

WARNING:  Viewing the following pictures could have side effects.  These side effects could include all or some of the following symptoms:  Packing your suitcase, Calling 911 for Dollywood tickets, Filling the car up with gas, Skipping school or work, or Simply 'googling' Dollywood.   View at your own risk.

Day 3 of our Vacation By George...

Notice anything weather wise?  Hint:  We are singing, splashing, riding roller coasters, taking pictures, and yes, being happy in the rain!

Our day began with a delicious breakfast at the motel.  Scot had gotten sick the day before.  Cale and I had been sick the week before.  Poor Scot was coughing almost every breath and his throat was sore.  After breakfast, on our way to Dollywood, he and I went into Walgreen's and purchased cough drops, cold medicine, and umbrella's.  Just so happen, we had grabbed the poncho's before we left home Thursday morning.  I even tried to encourage him to wait until later in the day about going to Dollywood, hoping the rain would let up, but he was a trooper, and just kept right on going!

Check out the rules for teachers!  Reminds me of a couple of books I've read by Lori Wick and Janette Oke.

I loved the little school house!

Even the conductor was trying to stay dry...

We were dry while sightseeing by train.

Ya'll know I had to take pictures of the church! 

One of the stores: ( hand blown glass items)

We enjoyed a Country Music show in the dry too.  These young ladies and men did an awesome job singing some old and new country hits.  They sang songs by Loretta Lynn, Brad Paisley, Hank Williams, Patsy Cline, and many others.

You know by now that I'm all about the food!  Philly cheese steak sandwiches, homemade onion rings and homemade chips was what we chose for lunch.

I don't have pictures of all the rides.  It was hard to get pictures while riding and while trying to keep my camera dry.  We rode everything though, especially the roller coasters. 

This baby went upside down!  What fun!

There were really neat statues everywhere!

If case you haven't noticed, there are very few pic's of us!  We hadn't been there 10 minutes and we looked as if we had skipped the shower, blow dryers, and make up that day!  By 2 p.m., the sun came out.  People started coming into the park that were nice and fresh looking!   Needless to say, we didn't fit into that category....but FUN, WE DID HAVE! 

We left Dollywood at closing time (7 P.M.) and went back to our motel thinking that we'd shower and go eat out, but about the time we got back to our room, it started thundering and pouring rain again.  If you've ever been to Gatlinburg, you know that they don't have Drive Throughs, etc.  The restaurants and stores are all bunched up together and you have to park in a general parking lot and walk to all the places.  I changed out of my wet clothes, Scot drove me and Cale to Burger King, we went in and got our food, called him, and he came back through and picked us up.  What an evening!  Scot was still feeling bad.  He had taken cold medicine every four hours that day.  He is seldom sick, so with all the medicine in his system, he ate supper and went straight to bed.   We truly had a wonderful day at Dollywood in spite of the messy weather and Scot being sick.  I purchased a 2010 Christmas ornament there to add to our collection.