Friday, June 27, 2008

another obvious analogy

Last night I couldn't get to sleep 'cuz I was stupid and had coffee after 5:00 p.m. So while I was awake I was trying to think of something wonderful and awe inspiring to blog about. What did I come up with? My dog, of course. Dixie, or Dixiecup as we call her a lot, is the best dog I've ever had. She is so laid back (unless someone rings the doorbell) and she'll just take whatever comes her way without complaint. I'll just describe her a little more and since I mentioned the analogy is an obvious one, I won't elaborate on my purpose for sharing this.

Dixie wants to be with me no matter what, no matter where. Every step I take she is right there. It becomes quite comical at times. I'll take a step, she takes a step. I stop because I forget something, she stops and watches my feet. I move, she moves. You get the idea. It's a wonder I haven't broken my neck because I can't go through a day without tripping over her! When I go to my bedroom to relax, she trots right beside me, unless of course, she's been preoccupied with the kids snacking in the kitchen (food always gets her attention). But once she realizes that her master (that's me) isn't with her, she starts looking. I'll hear her scratching on the bedroom door and if I don't immediately let her in, she'll start barking until I do. When I lie down at night to sleep, she lies at the foot of my bed. When I awake in the morning, she's right there where I left her. When it storms, she comes up closer to me, as close to my arms as possible. She just needs that extra comfort during the stormy days. This sweet little dog anticipates my every movement because she doesn't want to miss out on anything that involves me, her master.

Monday, June 23, 2008

Ring Side Seating from Heaven?

I'm just missing my mom again. Yesterday Matt, my brother, closed on his first new home! I'm so excited for him and proud for him. I got to thinking about how if Mom were here, she'd be over there at his new home cleaning, arranging furniture and hanging curtains or something. Yep - all in one day! That stuff is right up her alley, or was, rather. I went to help Matt, but he wasn't there at the time I stopped by. I just sent him a text with what I was thinking. I hope I didn't bring him down reminding him of Mom. I don't think I did, but who knows. Also, my garden is going so well - thank you Lord! I know Mom would be impressed b/c usually everything I touch usually wilts right before your eyes. I wonder if God allows those who have gone on to heaven to sit in on a little moments like their son's new home, or their daughter's vegetable garden. I think that would be neat if He does. It's a little comforting to me in a way to think of God giving Mom a ringside view of the happy times in our lives. I just remembered the verses in Hebrews about a cloud of witnesses - so I wonder if it applies to things like this.

Friday, June 20, 2008

elvis book

elvis book
Originally uploaded by dcellis3
I went to a concert Thursday night with my BFF. It was some dude who really wanted to be Elvis, but since he obviously wasn't, he at least pretends that he is. It was actually a pretty good concert, if I didn't look at him while he try the Elvis moves. Anyway, as the concert went on, I began to notice the people around me. Near the end of the show, there were a few people who actually had their hands in the air, you know, like some people do at church during the worship music. Then during one number, the finale, people actually started to stand. So I couldn't help but wonder, and I asked my buddy, "I wonder if Elvis was a stumbling block for people". I mean, to some people Elvis really was and still is THE KING. Now, I am a fan of Elvis and his music, but it saddened me to think that perhaps he had distracted people away from God. The photo you see is one I took a couple of months ago, before I even knew that I would go to that concert. Interesting, huh?

Rod Stewart and Biblical Truths

Who would've thought that God could use a Rod Stewart song to teach me, actually remind me of a Biblical truth? Not me! But He did. While I was mowing the grass yesterday, I was listening to one of the radio stations that plays the songs I grew up listening to - you know, they're called "oldies" now by some - GRRR! Anyway, Young Turks comes on and I'm listening, head bopping, choking down dirt and grass that's hitting me in the face, when I hear the line "Young hearts be free tonight. Time is on your side. Don't let them put you down, don't let 'em push you around. Don't let 'em ever change your point of view". So it's after I hear this line that God reminds me of I Timothy 4:12 "Don't let anyone look down on you because you are young, but set an example for the believers in speech, in life, in love, in faith and in purity." (see link for full chapter in context)

OK, here comes the painful part of this post - conviction and confession. I've been having doubts lately about young people having leadership roles in my church. Not that I don't like and care for these young people, it's just that their age bugged me. I thought that they could not possibly be spiritually old enough if they aren't physically old enough. That's been my view. I admit also that I have not only been thinking about this, but I have actually been praying about it. So, when God reminded me of 1 Timothy 4:12, I was convicted and asked God to forgive me. I said, "God, if you have called (I'll leave names out to protect the innocent) so-and-so into this ministry, then who am I to question that?" So, I've made peace with God on this issue. I am so extremely grateful when God reveals Himself to me and speaks to me. Even while cutting the grass and listening to Rod Stewart. Isn't God awesome? I think so.

Now, I want to add that I hesitated to share this post because I didn't want to hurt anyone's feelings about how I've been feeling lately. However, I think it's vital that we share with one another the things that God reveals to us so that we can build one another up in Christ. "Therefore confess your sins to each other and pray for each other so that you may be healed. The prayer of a righteous man is powerful and effective." James 5:16

Just for fun click here for the Young Turks video. Who knows, maybe straight legged jeans and bandanas will come back in style!

Monday, June 16, 2008

a challenge was given and I accepted

Just in case you don't ever read my homeschool blog, here's my most recent post. A challenge was given by a lovely lady, Josephine, who lost her husband on Mother's Day weekend. He was a truck driver and was hit head on by an intoxicated 20-something male. Both died. So, the following is my blog about my wonderful husband, Dwight.

As many other women have done, I've accepted the challenge given by Josephine "dixiecajuns" to blog about our husbands. I think I've mentioned before how much I love and admire my husband, Dwight, but I'll be glad to say it all again. Dwight and I have been married for 16 years. He is an awesome provider, working three jobs. He works with the Fire Dept. in the city of Huntsville - was recently promoted to Driver - PRAISE GOD! His other jobs include his own home repair business and landscaping for our church. He works more than any man I know, yet he always makes time for his family. He knows the importance of being with his children while they are young and impressionable. He is amazing with them. Patience should be his middle name, because he is always patient with them. He will be ready to drop from exhaustion by the time he makes it home, but he always welcomes their enthusiastic greetings and inquistive minds as soon as he walks in the door. Being a father has definitely brought out the best in Dwight.
After my mom and grandmother died a year ago, I fell to pieces - even to the point of suicide. Dwight was my rock! Without him I wouldn't be here. He was on his knees lifting me up to the throne of God. He was there for the kids when I wasn't. He was there for me when no one else knew what to say or do. He has become my best friend.
Dwight always makes us laugh. He is so silly and good natured. Everyone loves Dwight. He is loyal, faithful and true. He loves the Lord with all of his heart, soul, mind and strength. He is an awesome figure and role model for us all.

Thursday, June 12, 2008

more from my journal

There have been several people on my mind and heart lately due to the fact that they are going through exactly what I've been through before... pain, grief, sorrow, depression, confusion, anger, etc. So I thought that I would post another journal entry of mine just to share a bit of what God has shown me through my own dark periods. If you'll notice, this entry was written back in '06, which was the year my grandfather died and a year BEFORE my mother and grandmother died. I would like to say that after Mom and Granny died I was more prepared and able to handle the situation, but sadly I went through it all over again. But you know, God is awesome, faithful, merciful and kind. He didn't mind that I needed to learn the same lesson over again. He was just there. Anyway, here is the entry:

February 1, 2006

“Who am I?” That’s all I can say right now. I knew that I was angry with God. I even told Him that I was many times. I said to Him, “God, I am angry with you. I don’t want to be angry with you, but I am”.

Of course I kept thinking of Job and everything he went through. I wondered how in the world Job went through all he did, questioning God, but still was called “my servant” by God (
Job 42:7).

The other night in church service, Pastor used a text out of Exodus chapter 3. As is often the case when I’ve been in the pit, God directs me to His word. I hadn’t been searching it on my own lately because I was mad at Him. But He still had something to tell me and this is what it was… “I AM WHO I AM”. The pastor’s message that Sunday night didn’t cover this passage, but God directed my eyes to continue reading past what Pastor Lee had read, and that’s when I saw the heart-stopping words of God Almighty! Moses was standing there talking to the MOST HIGH GOD, and Moses, not hearing what he wanted to hear, questions God. “Moses said to God, ‘Suppose I go to the Israelites and say to them “The God of your fathers has sent me to you”, and they ask me, ‘What is his name?’ Then what shall I tell them?’” God said to Moses, “I AM WHO I AM”. This is what God said to me. “Christy, you just can’t know it all. I AM WHO I AM. Just accept it, trust it, live it.” It’s like when I tell my children to so something for their own good and they resist and question, “But why?” And I respond to them at times, “You don’t have to understand it; you just have to trust it”. If I expect my children to trust me, obey me, accept me, then who am I to not trust my Heavenly Father, GOD ALMIGHTY, I AM!? I feel just as Job did after he heard the voice of God, “Then Job replied to the LORD: ‘I know that you can do all things; no plan of yours can be thwarted’. You asked, “Who is this that obscures my counsel without knowledge?” Surely I spoke of things I did not understand, things too wonderful for me to know. You said, “Listen now, and I will speak; I will question you, and you shall answer me.” My ears had heard of you but now my eyes have seen you. Therefore I despise myself and repent in dust and ashes”’. (Job 42:1-6) The scripture goes on to tell how God prospered Job twice as much as He had before! If I continue to believe and trust what God has just revealed to me through these past several days of darkness, then I, too, will be doubly blessed!

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

I don't think I've done this before...

I wanted to STRONGLY urge you to read this blog today. I've got a permanent link to Stuff Christians Like but in case you've never taken the opportunity to read this guy's thoughts, please do so today. Thanks. Oh, and don't forget to come back to mine, too! His stuff is so good you just might forget about little ole me. *sniff, sniff*

Tuesday, June 10, 2008

Reading the Classics

I've promised myself that I would read more classics, and I've done a pretty good job of doing that. My recent read was the book Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Dostoevsky. I was shocked, intrigued, repulsed, and at times bored. The shock came from the detailed description of the crime committed. The intrigue was due to the character's inner struggle. I was repulsed by the fact that the novel strongly mirrors reality (I had a few bads dreams when I read right before I went to sleep). I was bored towards the end of the story because the author swayed from the main character to other characters, which I didn't think really added anything. That's my humble opinion anyway.

I decided to begin to read through the classics because: 1) It was NOT required reading at the school I attended and so I was curious. 2) I just really love to read. 3) If at some point I'm going to ask my kids to read them, I think I should read them first.

Next I will be reading David Copperfield by Charles Dickens. It's a pretty thick book (a little intimidating), so it might take me a while. I don't get as much free time for reading like I used to. But stayed tuned... perhaps I'll share my critique on that one as well. (I know, you simply can't wait!)

Saturday, June 7, 2008

Monster Parents

I write this with a little frustration. This is my 3rd attempt at posting this blog. For some reason my previous "saves" didn't work. Oh well, on to the main point.

Apparently parents in Japan are not sitting back quietly and taking things in stride any more. Have you read the article about the "Monster" parents? This is a new phenomenon happening in Japan and it don't sound pretty. Well, here's the scoop... school play, Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs, only NO DWARFS! NO WITCH! Just Snow White - 25 Snow Whites! Say what? Well, every parent thought that their kid deserved the lead role, so they all pitched a hissy fit (the parents, not the kids, mind you) and so every kid got the lead role! That must have been some crazy, boring specatular to behold, huh? But the madness doesn't end with the school play. If Junior doesn't get a good grade - Momma and/or Papa step in and have a, hmm mmm, 'chat' with the teacher until things are worked out. Here's a quote from an article, "Within the category of monster parent, Professor Morotomi identifies the most potent strain: the 'teacher hunters', who conspire in small groups to ensure that a particular teacher is dismissed. Occasionally, he said, this involves physically mobbing their victim at the school gates and screaming abuse until a letter of resignation is signed on the spot."
It has gotten so wild that there is a reality TV show in the works. That should be interesting. I wonder if Supernanny needs to go over seas and shake things up a bit with these parents. They should be made to sit in their naughty spot until they can cool down. Maybe they need to lay off the sushi cuz apparently it's gone bad or something.

Thursday, June 5, 2008

Wonder Woman Seasons 1 & 2

We went camping last week. It rained two of the days we were there, so I took that time to watch my Wonder Woman Season 2 DVD's. While watching them, I realized how much better and more enjoyable season 1 was, in my opinion, anyway. Fighting and bringing down Nazi's is so much more heroic than busting thieving mimes, magicians and mind-stealing aliens. Also, Diana Prince, aka Wonder Woman, was more humble and innocent in the 1940's (season 1) than she was in the 1970's (season 2). I was looking forward to the possibility of a movie, but I cringe to think of how she'd be portrayed today. I was pleasantly surprised, however, when I saw a season 2 episode with Rick Springfield in it! I couldn't figure out if this was before or after he became a rock star.

Tuesday, June 3, 2008

First Harvest and Wave Offering

YIPPEEE! We have veggies to harvest at last. What I thought was yellow squash is actually zucchini. So I guess what I thought was zucchini seeds, which the birds ate and so I planted more, is actually the yellow squash. Little mix up with the labels, I guess. Anyway, we ate the first of the zucchini tonight and it was yummy! We also had red romaine lettuce that we've been eating on for a couple of days now. Not our favorite type of lettuce, but we are still enjoying it nevertheless. And tonight I dug up some green onions that thankfully were not squishy. God is good! So, I did a little ceremonial wave offering of sorts and gave Him praise for blessing our garden. "Thank you, Lord!" Dwight thought I was crazy, but what's new? The corn is growing taller and the tomato plants are budding, so more is yet to come. I intend on planting more things here pretty soon. Also, I think I'm gonna give the compost pile another try. I've decided just to put it in the back corner of the garden plot. I still have some coffee grounds and I'll start adding left over veggies and egg shells for starters.

Granny's House - A Poem of Remembrance

Cold winter nights tucked tightly under layers of quilts.
Early morning dash down the stairs to meet the heat of the gas stove.

Shivering, jogging in place until the chill is finally replaced with warmth - starting in the toes and rising to the top of the head. Fighting for the bathroom first.

Smells of bacon frying in the pan, biscuits in the oven, made by hand. Eggs cooked in leftover grease. Coffee, milk or juice, bellies filled.
Paul Harvey sharing the rest of the story.

Spring time flies in, doors open wide. Iris' bloom abundantly, sunshine and love abides.
Playing house in the back yard. Picking wild strawberries and baking them into imaginary pies. Crawling under the fence, dirty head to foot, no worries about time.

Summer comes, fireflies dancing in the air. Oh, no! The bug man's coming - who cares? We skip and hop down the sidewalk as the poison sprays everywhere!
Directing traffic in the middle of the street. The drivers don't seem to mind; they wave and smile, "Just kids being sweet".

Lucky day! The RC cola man's at the store. Let's go over and watch him fill the machine. Sun Drop, RC and oh the Orange Crush! Mmmmm that sure looks good. He smiles and hands us each a bottle of that yummy orange, bubbly sweetness. Life is good.

Tornado! Hide under the dining room table! Scared of the wind and the rain. One uncle at the front door watching, another at the back doing the same. "I see it! Here it comes!". "I see it! There it goes!" The twister jumped over us - at least that's what my memory shows.

Johnny Cash records playing, "I fell into a burning ring of fire". Singing, dancing, or just mouthing the words. Donny Osmond's "Puppy Love", daydreams of matching purple socks. Banging out Chopsticks on the piano, getting on Granny's nerves.

Fall comes and leaves (pun intended) and holidays come around. That means we're ALL going to be at Granny's house.

Thanksgiving - so much to be thankful for, too much to put into prose. Family so loved, so wanted, so close.

"Jingle Bells", "Sleigh Ride", and Christmas carols. Learning that Santa Claus isn't real. So what? My momma's lovingly placing the baby doll I asked for - the one that cries and wiggles AND she's putting it into the cradle I wanted! Uncle Mark is filling my stocking with the biggest candy cane I've ever seen! Who needs Santa? Not me!
Christmas breakfast - nobody wants to miss. The biggest buffet of love and my goodness - the gifts! So much wrapping paper, we could wrap Mt. Everest twice. "Wanna buy a bow?" someone asks on the sly.
But the best memories of all are not the ones wrapped in ribbon, paper or bows (or tape - UGH - the tape!), but are the ones of Pa and Granny smiling, laughing, and hugging us as if we're all they know.

Monday, June 2, 2008

My Want-To-Do list

I've nothing better to blog about right now, so I'm going to share some things with you that are on my "want-to-do" list. Things that I want to do before I die. My bucket list, if you will (Dean says that a lot - "if you will", not "my bucket list", anyway...). I apologize if I've posted on this before, I really should check my archives, but I don't want to, so there! Oh, and feel free to add a few of your want-to-do's; I'd be very interested in knowing. Also, if some of mine match some of yours, then maybe we could work something out and split the cost! ;)

Here we go ...
  1. go on an archaeological dig (preferrably in Egypt, but I'll take anywhere)

  2. find an authentic arrow head (this is actually separate from the first one. I would just like to come across one haphazardly)

  3. travel to Ireland

  4. go on a cruise (preferrably Alaskan or Carribean, what the heck - both!)

  5. see the Grand Canyon

  6. soak in a natural hot spring

  7. walk on a black-sanded beach (you know, the ones from lava rocks, so I guess it'd be black-rocked, not sand)

  8. hang out with Dolly Parton

  9. record a one-hit wonder

  10. be in a musical (preferrably "Annie Get Your Gun")

  11. see my kids graduate

  12. have my own farm with horses, chickens, rabbits, cows, dogs, dogs and more dogs

  13. scuba dive (even though the thought terrifies me!)

  14. learn two foreign languages

  15. write a children's book with Haley doing illustrations

  16. see my grandchildren grow up (don't tell this to Haley and Dawson, it'll gross them out) ;)

  17. help women and girls dealing with depression

  18. master American Sign Language

  19. get a college degree

  20. see Dwight as Fire Chief

  21. learn to sew, knit, cross-stitch OR quilt (don't think I could handle more than one of those)

  22. wake up in a good mood and STAY in a good mood all day!

  23. take a photography course

  24. But the most important thing is seeing all of my family come to know Christ. I love my family reunions here on Earth, so the ones in Heaven I want to be sure EVERYBODY will be there!

Thanks for reading my list. I'm sure there will be additions as time goes by. Who knows, maybe I'll even get to check some off the list! That'd be super duper cool!