Conversation with my AWANA kids tonight. Innocence is so honest:
Guinevere: MISS? Adeana, I thought you were married?
Adeana: No I am not married
Madelyn: No kids either?
Adeana: No kids Madelyn: How old are you?
Adeana: Guess
Guninevere: 23, 26, 31, 19? Ben: 25, 27, 39, 44
Adeana: I am 36
Madelyn: My mom is only 31 or 32 and so is my dad, that's weird tha you are older than my parents and you are not married. If you are not married by 50, you know you don't have to get married anymore.
Adeana: Well, God blesses us all in different ways. Sometimes it is a blessing of marriage and sometimes it isn't.
20 minutes later... upstairs Guinevere says (very concerned): "Miss Adeana, you need to start looking for a husband (as she looks around at all the "married" people in the foyer) You are running out of time.
Adeana: Yes... I know Guinevere.
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Charles Haddon (C.H.) Spurgeon Quote
Morning, October 20
“Grow up into him in all things.”
Ephesians 4:15
Many Christians remain stunted and dwarfed in spiritual things, so
as to present the same appearance year after year. No up-springing
of advanced and refined feeling is manifest in them. They exist but
do not “grow up into him in all things.”
But should we rest content with being in the “green blade,” when we
might advance to “the ear,” and eventually ripen into the “full corn in
the ear?” Should we be satisfied to believe in Christ, and to say, “I
am safe,” without wishing to know in our own experience more of the
fulness which is to be found in him. It should not be so; we should, as
good traders in heaven’s market, covet to be enriched in the knowledge
of Jesus. It is all very well to keep other men’s vineyards, but we
must not neglect our own spiritual growth and ripening. Why should it
always be winter time in our hearts? We must have our seed time, it is
true, but O for a spring time—yea, a summer season, which shall give
promise of an early harvest. If we would ripen in grace, we must live
near to Jesus—in his presence—ripened by the sunshine of his smiles. We
must hold sweet communion with him. We must leave the distant view of
his face and come near, as John did, and pillow our head on his breast;
then shall we find ourselves advancing in holiness, in love, in faith,
in hope—yea, in every precious gift. As the sun rises first on
mountain-tops and gilds them with his light, and presents one of the
most charming sights to the eye of the traveler; so is it one of the
most delightful contemplations in the world to mark the glow of the
Spirit’s light on the head of some saint, who has risen up in spiritual
stature, like Saul, above his fellows, till, like a mighty Alp,
snow-capped, he reflects first among the chosen, the beams of the Sun
of Righteousness, and bears the sheen of his effulgence high aloft for
all to see, and seeing it, to glorify his Father which is in heaven.
Charles Haddon (C.H.) Spurgeon
“Grow up into him in all things.”
Ephesians 4:15
Many Christians remain stunted and dwarfed in spiritual things, so
as to present the same appearance year after year. No up-springing
of advanced and refined feeling is manifest in them. They exist but
do not “grow up into him in all things.”
But should we rest content with being in the “green blade,” when we
might advance to “the ear,” and eventually ripen into the “full corn in
the ear?” Should we be satisfied to believe in Christ, and to say, “I
am safe,” without wishing to know in our own experience more of the
fulness which is to be found in him. It should not be so; we should, as
good traders in heaven’s market, covet to be enriched in the knowledge
of Jesus. It is all very well to keep other men’s vineyards, but we
must not neglect our own spiritual growth and ripening. Why should it
always be winter time in our hearts? We must have our seed time, it is
true, but O for a spring time—yea, a summer season, which shall give
promise of an early harvest. If we would ripen in grace, we must live
near to Jesus—in his presence—ripened by the sunshine of his smiles. We
must hold sweet communion with him. We must leave the distant view of
his face and come near, as John did, and pillow our head on his breast;
then shall we find ourselves advancing in holiness, in love, in faith,
in hope—yea, in every precious gift. As the sun rises first on
mountain-tops and gilds them with his light, and presents one of the
most charming sights to the eye of the traveler; so is it one of the
most delightful contemplations in the world to mark the glow of the
Spirit’s light on the head of some saint, who has risen up in spiritual
stature, like Saul, above his fellows, till, like a mighty Alp,
snow-capped, he reflects first among the chosen, the beams of the Sun
of Righteousness, and bears the sheen of his effulgence high aloft for
all to see, and seeing it, to glorify his Father which is in heaven.
Charles Haddon (C.H.) Spurgeon
Thursday, October 1, 2009
Welcome to the 90's
So... I finally have internet at home. Wireless to boot! I am excited and praying that I can be disciplined to not be on too much. But excited to stay connected to friends and family more.
With that said. Off to get ready for bed and do some reading before I go to sleep.
With that said. Off to get ready for bed and do some reading before I go to sleep.
Monday, August 3, 2009
Do I never eat toast again?
So, with the whole mouse in the toaster situation. I was on a shopping expedition to find of new toaster and a toaster cover. Then I had a wonderful discovery. A toaster oven. So I bought it. I love it. Thanks mouse for giving me the blessing of owning a new toaster over. I can toast the bread and so much more. :O)
Thursday, July 30, 2009
The hunt is over...
There once was a mouse who lived in my house.
He took a chance and ate without a second glance.
He took a chance and ate without a second glance.
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
The Hunt
I have a mouse. Which I saw run across my kitchen counter from my stove to my fridge (on the counter ledge in back), while I was vacuuming. Crazy. You would think they would not like the sound of the vacuum. So, I was looking for droppings and did not find any in the drawers or counter, but found some in... that's right, the toaster. Gross. Now I know why people use toaster covers. Yuck. I cleaned it out and heated it up a few times, but I am not sure if I will be able to use the toaster again. Might have to buy a new one. Icky.
So, then I set two traps and while I was watching my movie one went off. I was waiting until my movie was done to check the trap, but about 5 minutes later the other one went off. I thought perhaps I had two mice, but no, the little bugger set off both traps and did not get caught. He did not get the cheese either, but he did not get caught in the traps. Smart mouse. I am going to use peanut butter in them tonight to see if I can get him. Little stinker. I am now on the hunt.
So, then I set two traps and while I was watching my movie one went off. I was waiting until my movie was done to check the trap, but about 5 minutes later the other one went off. I thought perhaps I had two mice, but no, the little bugger set off both traps and did not get caught. He did not get the cheese either, but he did not get caught in the traps. Smart mouse. I am going to use peanut butter in them tonight to see if I can get him. Little stinker. I am now on the hunt.
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Dreams
The dreams I am referring to are the dreams we have when we are asleep. Not the fanciful daydreams we may have or the dreams for the future. But the dreams that occur while sleeping. I remember so many of my dreams. Probably because I am a light sleeper, or maybe because I snore and wake myself up once in awhile. ;0)
Regardless of the night, I always remember something about my dreams in the morning. The majority of the time, they are light hearted and wonderful dreams. Which may account to why I like sleeping so much. They are fun and full of surprises and full of houses I have made up in my head recently or in my youth. Houses with gigantic movie rooms and craft rooms, or even ones with pools and tennis courts in them. Sometimes I dream about having kids or being pregnant or visiting an exotic place. Very happy dreams. And I awake in a very pleasant mood.
However...once in a while I have a dream that is so disturbing, I vow when I awake that I never want to sleep again. Horrible dreams, full of sadness and grief. Many times the stress level in these dreams is unbearable, even in the dream I try and awake, only to discover that I "awoke", but am still, in reality, dreaming. Once fully awake and realizing I am truly not dreaming anymore, I try to figure out what could have made my thought process go so wacky? Why would I dream of such horrible and rotten things?
I think of the Old Testament and the dreams in the book of Daniel. Do mine foretell of future things? I doubt it. But it gets me thinking. What am I doing in real life that my mind would think on such horrible things? What am I filling my heart, mind and body with? These dreams are obviously created out of my thoughts. Are they past memories? Not usually. Sadly, I think they are a reflection of what I see on TV. The evil that fills much of our television and movie viewing, is, in itself, very disturbing. So... why am I surprised, when I watch CSI or Criminal Minds that I dream such awful things.
Again, I need to review the choices I make in my viewing and protect my eyes, mind and heart. My treasure is stored in my heart... what do I treasure?
For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.
Luke 12:34
Regardless of the night, I always remember something about my dreams in the morning. The majority of the time, they are light hearted and wonderful dreams. Which may account to why I like sleeping so much. They are fun and full of surprises and full of houses I have made up in my head recently or in my youth. Houses with gigantic movie rooms and craft rooms, or even ones with pools and tennis courts in them. Sometimes I dream about having kids or being pregnant or visiting an exotic place. Very happy dreams. And I awake in a very pleasant mood.
However...once in a while I have a dream that is so disturbing, I vow when I awake that I never want to sleep again. Horrible dreams, full of sadness and grief. Many times the stress level in these dreams is unbearable, even in the dream I try and awake, only to discover that I "awoke", but am still, in reality, dreaming. Once fully awake and realizing I am truly not dreaming anymore, I try to figure out what could have made my thought process go so wacky? Why would I dream of such horrible and rotten things?
I think of the Old Testament and the dreams in the book of Daniel. Do mine foretell of future things? I doubt it. But it gets me thinking. What am I doing in real life that my mind would think on such horrible things? What am I filling my heart, mind and body with? These dreams are obviously created out of my thoughts. Are they past memories? Not usually. Sadly, I think they are a reflection of what I see on TV. The evil that fills much of our television and movie viewing, is, in itself, very disturbing. So... why am I surprised, when I watch CSI or Criminal Minds that I dream such awful things.
Again, I need to review the choices I make in my viewing and protect my eyes, mind and heart. My treasure is stored in my heart... what do I treasure?
For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.
Luke 12:34
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