Passion is a gritty kind of love, tough and

optimistic enthusiasm that overcomes negativity and inconvenience to make it

through to the end. (10,000 Reasons Overflow)

Friday, August 31, 2007

French Toast Apple Casserole

3/4 cup butter, melted
1 cup brown sugar
1 teaspoon ground cinnamon

1 (21 ounce) can1 apple pie filling

20 slices white bread
6 eggs
1 1/2 cups milk
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
1/2 cup maple syrup
Grease a 9x13 inch baking pan. In a small bowl, stir together the melted butter, brown sugar and cinnamon.
Spread the sugar mixture into the bottom of the prepared pan. Spread the apple pie filling evenly over the sugar mixture. Cut the bread in cubs, mix eggs, milk, vanila, maple syrup together. Mix in bread. Pour on top of apple pie filling. Cover the pan with aluminum foil and refrigerate overnight. (but if you forget, it works if it sits for like an hour...shhhh...)

In the morning, preheat oven to 350 degrees F (175 degrees C).
Place covered pan into the oven and bake at 350 degrees F (175 degrees C) for 60 to 75 minutes. Invert the pan onto a serving tray or baking sheet so the apple filling is on top (I didn't do this part, I served it right out of the dish!!). Serve hot

Breakfast Casserole

Breakfast Casserole

1 pound pork sausage
6 (1 ounce) slices bread, cubed
2 cups shredded Cheddar cheese
6 eggs
2 cups milk
1 teaspoon salt
1 teaspoon ground dry mustard
Place sausage in a large, deep skillet. Cook over medium-high heat until evenly brown. Drain, and set aside.
Layer bread cubes, sausage, and Cheddar cheese in a lightly greased 7x11 inch baking dish. In a bowl, beat together the eggs, milk, salt, and mustard. Pour the egg mixture over the bread cube mixture. Cover, and refrigerate at least 8 hours or overnight.
Remove the casserole from the refrigerator 30 minutes before baking. Preheat oven to 350 degrees F (175 degrees C).
Bake 50 to 60 minutes in the preheated oven, or until a knife inserted in the center comes out clean. Let stand 10 minutes before serving.
Peanut Butter Chocolate Chip Cookies!!

· 1 cup butter, softened
· 1 1/2 cups packed brown sugar
· 2 eggs
· 1 cup peanut butter
· 1 teaspoon vanilla extract
· 2 3/4 cups all-purpose flour
· 1/4 cup cornstarch
· 3/4 teaspoon salt
· 1 teaspoon baking soda
· 1/2 teaspoon baking powder
· 1 cup semisweet chocolate chips
1. Preheat oven to 350 degrees F
2. Cream together butter and brown sugar. Beat in eggs, peanut butter and vanilla.
3. Add flour, cornstarch, salt, baking soda and baking powder. Stir in chocolate chips.
4. Roll into balls about 1 1/2 teaspoonfuls (or use cookie scoop) and place onto ungreased cookie sheets about 2 inches apart. Flatten slightly because they do not flatten much while cooking.
5. Bake for 10 minutes.

Childhood Memories

1. Salt Mines

2. Annie

3. Playing Barbies on the "Barbie Boat" (the Margie Lou III)

4. Eating Doritos and Pepsi in a can

5. Chewing my teddy bear's nose off during a storm

6. My Gramma's Chocolate Chip Cookies

7. The Yellow Petula Clark 8 Track Tape

8. Eating in the basement on TV Trays while my dad read the paper

9. My dad teaching me to ride my blue hand-me down boy's bike

10. Seeing my dad when he picked me up from Mrs. Norris's House

1 Thes 3:6 But Timothy has just now come to us from you and has brought good news about your faith and love. He has told us that you always have pleasant memories of us and that you long to see us, just as we also long to see you.

Dukes Of Hazzard to Salt Mines

Thinking about when I was kid has really just put a smile on my face. I will be the first to tell you that I have always been a worrier, over a million things but I had a great childhood.

I probably had the worst looking knees in the state, I was constantly falling down, scrapping my knees. I ran my around my neighborhood all the time. It was the kind of neighborhood where everyone knew each other. My babysitters lived within houses and sometimes blocks of me. I rememeber when Patty Waller moved in down the street. She had a daughter who was retarded (we used that word back then) and she was in the same place as my aunt. Patty had this green frog toy, you pushed this thing, and it jumped. I loved that frog. I loved Patty.

When I started Kindergarten I met Derek Zion, we both loved to play Dukes of Hazzard, and even back then, I played with mostly boys (except at home, at home, I played with Barbies) so I always got to be Daisy Duke, I even like climbing through the windows of my dad's Tornado. It was a cool, black car but you couldn't drive all the time with the windows up because it had bad exhaust and you'd get sick. Derek had all the Star Wars figurines and so we played that all the time. All the girls were jealous of me because I spent a lot of time playing with Derek. He ate his chicken noodle soup with ketchup (gross!).

In first grade I started to have a hard time in school, I was smart but I really began missing my mom. I cried a lot, later my dad told me that Ms. Krafchack (who we called Ms. KrackerJack) hated me. She thought I caused trouble because I cried a lot. I got to know Mr. Fraser pretty well because he was the principal. I think he liked me though because he always gave me fun jobs to do. That's when I met Ms. Mclaughlin, she was the school psychologist, she took me to see Annie in 2nd grade at the Fisher Theatre. To this day, I love that movie.

Things progressed as they always do, and in 4th grade, I got Mrs. Hess (her and Mrs. Nebel split the 4th grade, Mrs. Hess taught everyone English (now called language arts, Mrs. Nebel taught everyone math). She was great. We had this program TOP (Talk on Paper) where we got to write our own stories, do our own illustrations, and she made it into a book, we even got to pick our own fabric for the book cover. 7 kids were chosen for a Saturday field trip. To the Salt Mine. It was the greatest thing EVER! Everyone got to pick a piece of salt to carry home, everyone picked a small piece, but me. I picked a HUGE piece and Mr. Nebel (who got to go too!) carried it for me, he acted like it weighed 1000 pounds but it really wasn't that heavy.

In 5th grade I got chosen to be "the city beautification" chairperson for my school. It was pretty cool thing, I got to lead a parade with Nick Banks in 5th grade and in 6th grade we planted trees and learned about why we shouldn't litter. It was really cool. Mr. Witherspoon (Mr. Withergoon) was our teacher-sponsor, but I told you Mr. Fraser liked me because I think he picked me :) I was also student of the month in 5th grade (I was picked from the WHOLE school). I wore my yellow McDonald is No.1 shirt for the picture.

I had a great time in Elementry school. I have so many more memories. Thanks again Sara for stirring them all up.

Thursday, August 30, 2007

You can go home again

Sara’s blog made me think… So now, I’ve got two blogs for today. Thanks for the memories, sister. This probably will seem jumbly to everyone else, but in my mind, it makes perfect sense.

When I was 15, the winter/spring of 9th grade I was told that we were going to have to move. If you’ve read my blogs, you know I don’t like change, never have. Hated it more in 9th grade than I do now. My dad decided that we were going to move Downriver. Yikes. From Dearborn that seems like states away when you don’t have a license.

We got the keys on June 23, 1988. The day my grandpa died. I didn’t want to move. I certainly didn’t want to move after hearing that my grandpa died. My dad was moving some stuff with his buddies, I was at home packing. I got the phone call. I was probably only alone in the house for an hour, but it seemed like a lot longer than that.

We moved into 7535 Manor from 7624 Manor when I was 5 (1978). I remember when we moved my dad’s friend’s carried (literally) the swingset across the street. It was funny to see when you’re 5.

I spent a lot of time on that swing set, even up until 9th grade. I remember sitting on that swing set with Sean O’Neill in 3rd grade. He had red hair and freckles, he brought over a tape player and we listened to J. Geils. He lived down the street from me, and was only there one year.

Erica and I spent so much time at my house when it was just us. She always had to babysit so I spent a lot of time at her house, but when she could get away, we would go to my house and eat tomatoes with sliced American cheese and salt.

A lot of kids hung out at my house, my dad wasn’t home, and we didn’t cause trouble (really), we all sat outside on the porch and just hung out. There was rules at my house, but no one crabbed at us, we just hung out. It was mostly boys. I don’t know why, but it was. They would cut the grass for my dad, he was a big guy, especially big I am sure when you are in 6th, 7th, and 8th grade.

Dani would come over on his Raz. And sing “with or without you” by U2. I hated that song, and I still swear to this day, he sung it because I hated it. I can’t hear the song and not picture in my head the young boy, who is still my friend, riding up. And that gorgeous smile he had, and still has.

We had a ton of neighbors because we lived in a duplex. They came and went. We really didn’t like most of them. The person who owned the other half was not the same person who owned our half.

The walls were Jungle Moss Green, from Sears. It was like a mint green color, I hated it. The carpet in the living room and up the stairs was pink, wore out and itchy. My room did not have carpet, it had hard wood floors. My room was pink, when I was like 6 I got Holly Hobby bedding and new furniture, princess furniture from Sears, Phyllis used it until just recently, now it’s upstairs. My dad’s room had dark green carpet. He had dark walnut furniture atht had cigarette burns on the nightstand from his cigarettes falling out of the ashtray. I would lay in my dad’s bed sometimes, it smelled like him. I loved that smell, it was smell of love and safety. The floor in the kitchen was that old kind that needed to be waxed, we never waxed it, it always looked dirty even though I washed it on my hands and knees every week (because that’s how I made money). I would climb on the counters to reach stuff in the shelves. I was too short to reach anything. The basement was where we hung out almost always. We would eat on TV trays and watch Laverne & Shirley, Happy Days, MASH, and Hogan’s Heroes, I cried when Hogan’s Heroes went off the air. Like I said we would eat in the basement, and on more than one occasion I wouldn’t be paying attention, go down the stairs too quickly, and my spaghetti would slide RIGHT OFF my plate. I am sure my dad wanted to kill me.

I got to stay home by myself (no more babysitter! Yeah) when I was in 4th grade, which meant I cooked dinner. I remember one time I tried to make spaghetti sauce from scratch. It was terrible. To this day, spaghetti sauce still comes from a jar, can, or packet. And I had to come home straight from school, so as soon as my dad would come home in the summer, I was off on my bike until I hard him call, “MMMAAARRRGGGIIIEEE”. DIdn’t matter how far I was, 1 block or 1 mile, I always heard him.

I remember having to move. I remember looking at houses, and I especially didn’t like the one we moved into, but we could afford it (barely) and “I should see it for the potential it has”. Yeah right, when you’re 15 that means you’re moving, you don’t have to like it, but it’s the way it is. Life was hard, a summer spent with no friends. But in the end, God guides you where you don’t want to go, and leaves you with sweet memories of where you were.

Thankful for Grace

Phil 2:3 Do nothing out of selfish ambition or vain conceit, but in humility consider others better than yourselves.

Someone sent me this in a text page this morning, my response: "was I acting like a jerk?" The answer was probably yes, but he was kind, and said no. Ha.

I was being a jerk, in my heart. It seems that just when I need it, God speaks through His word to me. Stop being a jerk, Margie. Yesterday I was at GGF (Grace Gospel Fellowship) to hear Pastor Clark speak, he talked about how Mother Teresa wondered if she did enough (he spoke of other awesome things as well). Did she do enough? Enough for what? Enough to make someone feel loved, that answer is probably yes. Did she do enough to "pay back" what Jesus did for her? No. Sorry. There is NOTHING we can do to make up that sacrifice. I know this, you know this, and she knew it too. She did and I do.

I am a crazy lover and worker for Jesus. I love it. I can't tell you how much I love doing something for God. I can't tell you how often I feel like the least of these, and how I know how blessed I am but I'll just keep on trucking for God anytime He calls. The thing I have to remember, is to stop sometimes, breathe Him in. I hate silence. I hate it. I love being busy. I love giving a blessing, hate taking one. I am so undeserving. But I sometimes have to remember that I need to stop, get recharged and keep on going, I'm no good if I am worn out.

I'm thankful for grace and ALL that comes with it, especially when I'm a jerk. And I feel like I've been a jerk a lot lately.

Eph 4:1-7 1As a prisoner for the Lord, then, I urge you to live a life worthy of the calling you have received. 2Be completely humble and gentle; be patient, bearing with one another in love. 3Make every effort to keep the unity of the Spirit through the bond of peace. 4There is one body and one Spirit—just as you were called to one hope when you were called— 5one Lord, one faith, one baptism; 6one God and Father of all, who is over all and through all and in all.
7But to each one of us grace has been given as Christ apportioned it

Wednesday, August 29, 2007


In case you didn't know, I hate drugs. I don't even really like prescription or over the counter. I will be in huge pain before I take an excedrin, ibuprofen, or anything. My daughter at one time was on 7 different prescriptions, it drove me insane, not only the cost but the fact that her body was not able to heal itself. Someone in my family was addicted to a "non-addictive" drug, back in the day (it wasn't someone super close to me, but we all feel the affects).

I hate that my daughter's father chose drugs over me, I would have stood by him while he decided to get off them. But apparently cocaine can be chosen over love at any given time. And because of this, my daughter is being raised without a father. It hurts her, and because of that, it hurts me.

I've seen friends of mine who think "they have it all under control" get fired from really good jobs because they come to work high and drunk and think "no one will notice".

I've seen the affects of drugs and alcohol abuse and what it does to families. I've seen people fly off the handle, drunk, in an otherwise normal situation because they can't manage the emotions because everything is masked. I've seen mothers leave husbands and children, I've seen husbands walk away from families, and I've seen children leave their parents, only to lose the battle to death.

I've seen young people with such potential only to have it stolen by the wrong choices of using drugs and alcohol.

I've seen someone just recently go back to a life of drugs. Someone who I came to really love, someone who had this awesome potential, when he smiled, Lord have mercy, it was all Jesus. The greatest personality that shined right on through, but in my opinion wasn't ready to surrender it all to Jesus.

I've recently met back up with someone who "used" for the last year, and says "they weren't addicted". You know what worries me the most, that he can't admit it. He knows, God knows, but he can't admit it in his outloud voice.

We all have our addictions. I'm not saying one addiction is better (or worse) than another. I'm not judging. I'm not saying that drugs are better (or worse) than porn. That overeating (hey that's me), is better (or worse) than drugs, not saying that traveling at the speed of light is better (or worse) than any of the above (hey, that's me too).

This is what I am saying. We have this place, where we are safe, where we are protected, AND LOVED, where the strength is greater than anything we could do by or four ourselves.

His name is Jesus. But we need to lay it all down at a cross that we didn't deserve. That as Hal said the other day, our salvation was instant, our healing is continuous (I think that's the jist of what he said). We gotta surrender. We gotta shut up, stop moving, and give it to Him, and listen to the steps in which we are going to take to be more like Him, and live in His light, and give Him the Glory.

I hate addiction. I love Jesus.

Matthew 11:28-30 28"Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. 29Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. 30For my yoke is easy and my burden is light."

Tuesday, August 28, 2007

Lots of stuff

There's a lot going on, so please bear with me.

First of all, there's a lot of things that you just can't help but to smile at, one is Kaymac. After a long hard day, seeing Kaymac sitting at Arlene's (I think I saw her for 1 minute) made me smile. It makes me smile now. I love her. She radiates Jesus.

2nd, my baby is at Freshman orientation as I type. where did all the years go? People always wish they could get the past years back, not me. I'm a proud mama of a 14 year old who loves Jesus, hates drama. And loves her mumma.

Went to a prayer meeting last night for Arlene. It was like nothing else I have ever experienced. It was a little scary at first, I am a quiet prayer, but it was amazing, praise God, He was there. In big ways. I'll laugh if they open up Arlene today and there is no cantalopes. I wonder what those doctors will say... Isaiah 53:5 But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed.

In our training on Saturday, Adam asked us if we had a Paul, a Timothy, and a Barnabas in our lives. Kind of a name your top 3 kind of thing...
Paul - a person we respect to hold us accountable and pour their wisdom into our lives.
Barnabas - a partner more on our own level there to encourage us.
Timothy - a younger believer we have a heart to pour into.

I wasn't surprised about my answers but it really made me think. About how those people in my life have changed over the course of the last few years. And how many of them are you, on any given day.

God is really working overtime in my life right now. He's making me think about stuff I just don't want to address. But I need to.

Since today is 8:28 and Romans 8:28 is one of my favorite scriptures...
Romans 8:28-39 (NIV)
28And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him,[j] who[k] have been called according to his purpose. 29For those God foreknew he also predestined to be conformed to the likeness of his Son, that he might be the firstborn among many brothers. 30And those he predestined, he also called; those he called, he also justified; those he justified, he also glorified.
31What, then, shall we say in response to this? If God is for us, who can be against us? 32He who did not spare his own Son, but gave him up for us all—how will he not also, along with him, graciously give us all things? 33Who will bring any charge against those whom God has chosen? It is God who justifies. 34Who is he that condemns? Christ Jesus, who died—more than that, who was raised to life—is at the right hand of God and is also interceding for us. 35Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall trouble or hardship or persecution or famine or nakedness or danger or sword? 36As it is written: "For your sake we face death all day long; we are considered as sheep to be slaughtered."[
l] 37No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. 38For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons,[m] neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, 39neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord

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Saviour of my soul,
Lover of my life,
I love You endlessly,
Passion of my heart,
Everything You are,
I love You endlessly.
You love me,
Before I knew of You,
You love me,
Now I give it back to You.
With Your Majesty here,
I fall to my knees,
I love You endlessly,
With the beauty of Your Son,
I find myself undone.
I love You endlessly.
Saviour of my soul,
Lover of my life,
I love You endlessly.
Passion of my heart,
Everything You Are,
I love You endlessly.
You love me,
Before I knew of You,
You love me,
Now I give it back to You.
With Your Majesty here,
I fall to my knees,
I love You endlessly,
With the beaty of Your Son,
I find myself undone.
I love You endlessly.
You love me,
Before I knew of You,
You love me,
Now I give it back to You.
I love You endlessly.
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The enemy has been defeated
And death couldn't hold You down
We're gonna lift our voice in victory
We're gonna make Your praises loud
Shout unto God with a voice of triumph
Shout unto God with a voice of praise
Shout unto God with a voice of triumph
We lift Your name up
We lift Your name up

Monday, August 27, 2007


I feel like I have an tornado going on inside of me. I feel so unsettled about so many things.

There is one thing that remains steady and true during this time. How much God loves me and how strong I feel His presence. It's amazing to me. Open your heart, and you will feel Him, even if you don't hear His voice.

Yesterday I was running around like a crazy chicken, I have to admit, I was grumbling a little, I was tired. Good thing was, all the walking I did, I think I walked 5 miles. Not exaggerating.

I got a text page: 1 Thes 5:12-24. So I opened my bible to read this:

12Now we ask you, brothers, to respect those who work hard among you, who are over you in the Lord and who admonish you. 13Hold them in the highest regard in love because of their work. Live in peace with each other. 14And we urge you, brothers, warn those who are idle, encourage the timid, help the weak, be patient with everyone. 15Make sure that nobody pays back wrong for wrong, but always try to be kind to each other and to everyone else.
16Be joyful always; 17pray continually; 18give thanks in all circumstances, for this is God's will for you in Christ Jesus.
19Do not put out the Spirit's fire; 20do not treat prophecies with contempt. 21Test everything. Hold on to the good. 22Avoid every kind of evil.
23May God himself, the God of peace, sanctify you through and through. May your whole spirit, soul and body be kept blameless at the coming of our Lord Jesus Christ. 24The one who calls you is faithful and he will do it.

God's word hit me like a bolt of lightning. I was thankful to stop for a minute, read God's word, and get back to the center. one degree off of center seems like miles sometimes.

I'm thankful for the word of God, and His love to settle me. The rest of the world may keep on spinning like an out of control tornado, but I will be comforted and protected in the Arms of the Lord.

Isaiah 26:20 20 Go, my people, enter your rooms and shut the doors behind you; hide yourselves for a little while until his wrath has passed by.

Thursday, August 23, 2007

Wednesday, August 22, 2007

Favor Counters

Do you know those people who always count favors? I did this for them, I did that for them... etc. You know the kind. I will remember something you did for me far longer than I will ever remember what I did for you. Really.

I figure it all works out somehow. I would be exhausted if I tried to remember everything, good or bad. I just can't, and I won't. It all comes down to one thing. Grace.

I never understood grace before. Really. I still don't think I completely grasp it. I don't think it's possible. My mind is not all-knowing. How can you grasp just the concept alone that Jesus would get up on the cross and cover our sins with the love and grace that He has for us? But I am starting to get it.

Faith, Love, Grace. Whew. That's more than a mouthful, its a heartful.

Yesterday, I got a HUGE blessing, something I was so not expecting. It came at the right time. I am so undeserving of it, but so thankful for it. God is good.

May God's grace and love cover you like a cloak.

Romans 15:13 May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit.

For Arlene: Isaiah 53:5 But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed. I'm praying today against cancer too, Sara. It will never win. Ever.

Tuesday, August 21, 2007


Two posts today, one for today and one for yesterday (see below)....

if you have ever heard Pastor Kent Clark say "Glory" you will never be the same. You'll never want to stop showing the world God's Glory.

The way he says it is not only loud, but powerful.

People often make comments about all I do. "let someone else do it". Sometimes I should but sometimes it is for me to do. I'm called to do it.

Why? Because the world needs to see God's Glory a little more. Not because He needs to have it but because they need to see it. They need to come to recognize that we have none of this because of our own doing. Well, all the crappy stuff, that's us. All the good stuff, that's Him.

Sometimes I am put into a wierd position, not sure of what to say or what to do. I just know one thing, I have a choice, I can show people God's glory or I can show them me (and the me part is not really all that great). It's not always my job to determine another person's motives, my job is only to deliver a message. Whether their motive is true, is not my issue, just planting some God seeds in lives that need some harvest.

Psalm 85:12 The LORD will indeed give what is good, and our land will yield its harvest

Trust & Peace

I have this issue. I don't trust very easily. I've been let down a lot in my life by people I thought I could trust. Sure, I'll get on here and tell you lots of stuff, but there's some things I just don't trust you with. It's not you, it's me. And frankly, some things just aren't your business.

Because of my trust issues, I sometimes have a hard time trusting God. GASP! She said it! Do I trust God, yes, but am I still frightened? yes. Why? I don't know.

The most awesome thing in my life is that God speaks to me on a daily basis. We talk all the time, I am not sure if people always get that. Sometimes its in words, and sometimes, it's a feeling in my heart, and sometimes it's a hug that calms the wickedest (that's not really a word) storm in me. And those storms are pretty wicked sometimes.

I've got something going on in my life right now, and it's about to change, and even though I don't like the circumstances, I don't like change, hence, I'll stay where I am, and I'll bloom where I'm planted, though I know, because God has told me, He's about to change all that. "Get ready Margie, it's coming, but don't worry Margie, I have it all, I will take care of you". The last time this happened, I didn't heed God's warning, and I was sorry I didn't, I wasn't prepared.

God even brought someone to me the other day that I hadn't seen in 15 years (do the math- it was someone who knew Phyl's father) almost to say to me "I delivered you from that, what makes you think I can't deliver you from this". It was a DUH! moment.

God's worked a lot in my heart the last few days. Even when I was nervous and He knew I needed reassurance. And He loves me, what else do I need to know?

Romans 5:1-11 1Therefore, since we have been justified through faith, we[a]have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ, 2through whom we have gained access by faith into this grace in which we now stand. And we[b] rejoice in the hope of the glory of God. 3Not only so, but we[c] also rejoice in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; 4perseverance, character; and character, hope. 5And hope does not disappoint us, because God has poured out his love into our hearts by the Holy Spirit, whom he has given us.
6You see, at just the right time, when we were still powerless, Christ died for the ungodly. 7Very rarely will anyone die for a righteous man, though for a good man someone might possibly dare to die. 8But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us.
9Since we have now been justified by his blood, how much more shall we be saved from God's wrath through him! 10For if, when we were God's enemies, we were reconciled to him through the death of his Son, how much more, having been reconciled, shall we be saved through his life! 11Not only is this so, but we also rejoice in God through our Lord Jesus Christ, through whom we have now received reconciliation.

Friday, August 17, 2007

Saturday's list post

Going to Al & Kim’s wedding this weekend! Very excited!! I looked up the word wedding on Biblegateway… check out the scriptures

1. Judges 14:20

2. 1 Kings 9:16

3. Psalm 45:1

4. Psalm 78:63

5. Song of Solomon 3:11

6. Jeremiah 2:32

7. Matthew 22:1-12

8. Matthew 25:10

9. Luke 12:36

10. Luke 14:8

11. John 2:1-2

12. Revelation 19:7-9


Do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God's will is—his good, pleasing and perfect will. Romans 12:2

I don't think of myself as calm, and you probably don't either. High Strung, Over Achiever, Emotionally acting. Which I don't nesessarily always find as bad things (sometimes I do, but not always.) It means I like things to be done with excellence, I like things to be right, and if needed I will kick someone's butt at a moments notice should the need arise. Also means, in the words of KayMac, I love loudly (I now sign my name that way... loving loudly, Margie).

In the last week, my insides may have been going nuts but I have had a calm over me. I've given counsel to many people, which makes me laugh, because I am just not that smart, good thing for the Holy Spirit, huh? I've been in situations where everyone is freaking out around me, being bossy, some people being plain jerks, but I've just kept my course, gathered my information and gotten through it, you know why? One, because I've asked for prayer, the other is because I know God has it all. Do what's right, and no matter what the world says, He's got it. I love the Beatitudes...
Matthew 5:1-12
1Now when he saw the crowds, he went up on a mountainside and sat down. His disciples came to him,
2and he began to teach them saying:
3"Blessed are the poor in spirit,
for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
4Blessed are those who mourn,
for they will be comforted.
5Blessed are the meek,
for they will inherit the earth.
6Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness,
for they will be filled.
7Blessed are the merciful,
for they will be shown mercy.
8Blessed are the pure in heart,
for they will see God.
9Blessed are the peacemakers,
for they will be called sons of God.
10Blessed are those who are persecuted because of righteousness,
for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
11"Blessed are you when people insult you, persecute you and falsely say all kinds of evil against you because of me. 12Rejoice and be glad, because great is your reward in heaven, for in the same way they persecuted the prophets who were before you.

He's got it all. Big or small, I feel like if your heart belongs to Jesus, He'll be your everything, He's got your back, your front, your side, your up, your down.

If you're going to be excited, be excited in Him!!

Matthew 5:13-16 13"You are the salt of the earth. But if the salt loses its saltiness, how can it be made salty again? It is no longer good for anything, except to be thrown out and trampled by men.
14"You are the light of the world. A city on a hill cannot be hidden. 15Neither do people light a lamp and put it under a bowl. Instead they put it on its stand, and it gives light to everyone in the house. 16In the same way, let your light shine before men, that they may see your good deeds and praise your Father in heaven.

Wednesday, August 15, 2007

Resting and Refreshing

For me, that means slowing down to 100 and not running circles.

We're on a break from Fuel and Alive which really just means we don't meet on Sunday and Mondays because we're getting organized for the coming year. I'm excited. I love the kids, but I like to function knowing where things are, so I don't have search and search only to say "Oh forget it, I can't find it" or being frustrated.

I'm also taking a break from another responsibility.

We're having prayer week at our church, 5:30AM isn't bad if you don't have to get ready BEFORE you get there. So that means I gotta roll out of bed at 4:15 at the latest in order to get ready and be there at 5:30, I actually have to be there a few minutes early because I am doing the words. Poor Pastor Jeremy, I think I stress him out because I rolled in there at 5:25 two days in a row. It got done. I've put entire presentations together for Presidents of the Divisions I've worked or as they were walking in, I'm used to the pressure, gets your blood pumping in the morning... lol...

Today Katie & John lead worship. They are amazing together, they compliment each other well, I'm not going to lie, I love to watch them, it's kind of like watching Dean, you just can't help but hear God's voice come out of them. And my favorite is part is when Katie gets into it and she's got her guitar in front of her, one hand on the neck, the other in the hair and she leans back and sings "All that holds us back fffrroommm You!". It's great.

The cool thing about Katie, she's the Youth Pastor's wife, well, that's not the coolest thing, but it's A cool thing. We're friends, and I hope that I am as positive of an influence to her as she is to me. We're both super busy and don't get to hang out much but we know that doesn't mean that we don't love each other. I'm excited, we're going Thrift Store shopping on the 20th. It's going to be fun, we'll have lunch, and hopefully we find some really cool stuff, Phyllis is coming too, so she can check out some new school clothes.

I think as we get older, we hold onto friendships with two hands but not so tight that they get suffocated. I think as we get older that we realize that things aren't the same as they were when we were younger, and we come to appreciate each other more because of it.

Today, I'm so thankful for hearing the voice of God in so many ways, I'm just so thankful that He loves me and speaks to me, because I certainly don't deserve it.

Psalm 30:21 Whether you turn to the right or to the left, your ears will hear a voice behind you, saying, "This is the way; walk in it."

Tuesday, August 14, 2007

Today, I'm the jerk

We're doing this thing at Metro for the week, a prayer service at 5:30, which means this butt has to get out of bed at 4, get ready for work, I make it there in sweats and change my clothes before I leave, kind of like Clark Kent, only I am much nerdier. I feel like I've spent more time at my church home in the last 2 days than my own home.

But this morning we were supposed to group pray. Ok, I am already frightened by this concept. Have you ever heard Sara or Dean pray? Good gracious, you will never want to pray out loud again in fear that you may be compared to them. Yikes. They are good out-loud prayers. Me, on the other hand, I stumble and fumble, and sometimes cry because I get so chocked up, then I speed up so I can get through it. So... I was in the back with none other than our Pastor. I was thinking, God don't even THINK about putting us together because there is NO way I can pray in front of him. Guess what happens? Jeremy comes to me and says let's pray, my reaction "I CAN'T PRAY IN FRONT OF YOU!" Afterward, I spent most of the time praying how sorry I was. I love Jeremy, he is awesome, and a REALLY good prayer, may I say, maybe even better than Sara, which is really difficult. They both have this way of getting the feeling in the hearts out with words.

I'm such a jerk.

Romans 12:12 Be joyful in hope, patient in affliction, faithful in prayer

Monday, August 13, 2007

Surrounding Yourself

What do you surround yourself with?

I believe that surrounding yourself with things of God will bring you higher. I believe that having friends who understand where you stand with God will help you stay on the path of God, I think that when you go through an issue and we get wound up in the "me", they help me remember that, whether I like it or not, it's not about me. At all.

I think the world is filled with too much me and not enough Him. I think that people need to realize that the world is not going to save them, they are not going to be able to dig themselves out of a stupid spot they got themselves into. Only God can do that.

And then once God pulls us out, then what? Some of us have been in a pit so deep that unless a friend came with a helicopter (and a really long rope) was going to come get us, there is no way we could have gotten out. Only God could rescue us.

After He rescues us, then what? do we go back close to the pit that we fell into, only to slip back in, or do we surround ourselves with green grass and blue skies, Christ-follower friends. Now this doesn't mean that our lives will continue to be green grass and blue skies, because under that grass is dirt, and eventually we need a little rain to keep our grass green, but I think it's much easier to stay out of a pit if we don't go near one.
I've really been thinking about my choices in friends. When I was younger (in age and in faith) I tended to try to save people, like somehow I was going to be able to pull people out of their pit, it didn't work, and most of the time, I got pulled in wiht them, but now, I tend to gravitate towards those who are Christ-minded, Christ-centered who can help me stay away from the pit because we are not so close to one.
Col 3:1-2 Since, then, you have been raised with Christ, set your hearts on things above, where Christ is seated at the right hand of God. 2Set your minds on things above, not on earthly things

Sunday, August 12, 2007

Mighty to Save -Youtube

I HATE when people say that to me. I hate it hate it hate it.

You know why? I'm not awesome. I'm not even good. Do you get it? down to my core, I am rotten. I've said a million times before, "no rest for the wicked, and I'm as wicked as they get". Most of us are. Sorry.

You see, all of you who see me as this wonder, I'm not. It's all Jesus. EVERY last bit of it.

All the good parts of me, they are all gifts from the Lord above. There's not a thing I've ever accomplished that was good. If He's saved me once (a really big time), He's saved me a million times before.

So, when you look at me and if you happen to see me on a good day, know that what you see is Jesus. When you see that light in me, a flicker, and sometimes a blaze, it's Jesus. I can't take the credit, but I'll blaze on.

Let Your light shine. Be a candle, no, be a bonfire for the world to see. Let them be attracted to you like marshmallows to a flame.

Matthew 5:14-16 14"You are the light of the world. A city on a hill cannot be hidden. 15Neither do people light a lamp and put it under a bowl. Instead they put it on its stand, and it gives light to everyone in the house. 16In the same way, let your light shine before men, that they may see your good deeds and praise your Father in heaven.

I'm ready!

After tomorrow, there is no more Fuel or Alive... Don't panic, for 3 weeks.

I have to tell you, I'm ready. I'm even thinking about taking 2 of the weeks off from greeting. You know why? I need some focus. I need to just stop, and listen. I love all the things I do. The best parts of me are the Jesus parts.

I hate compliments in general, but when people compliment me on the things I serve on or the things I do, no matter what they are, I am totally uncomfortable. You know why? Because its not me. I can take no credit. It's all Jesus, He's it all. The best parts of me are the Jesus parts.

Today Pastor J talked about standing in the gap. Not afraid to do that. Sounds crazy, he talked about how the word of God says that God looked for a man to stand in the gap between this world and Him. I never really understood that whole "gap" thing until today (thanks J) I might have nodded my head but I didn't really understand it, until now. I am not afraid to stand, speak, or pray on someone's behalf. What the heck is going to happen to me, I might take a little ridicule, I might get a little discouraged, the Beatatitudes (in my house known as the Beat-a-tudes, not sure why I call them that) but it lays it out pretty clearly, whatever happens to you HERE, God's got it. So there you will find me, waiting for God to take care of it. Because He will, I'm hopefully just a vessel, a game piece He can use.

But I'm ready for a break. Ready for sometime for God to do a work in me, to be open to learning more of His word, to live more of His word. To see His focus for the next year, with a bunch of kids, and people that will surely need Him.

Let the praying continue.

John 17:8-10 8For I gave them the words you gave me and they accepted them. They knew with certainty that I came from you, and they believed that you sent me. 9I pray for them. I am not praying for the world, but for those you have given me, for they are yours. 10All I have is yours, and all you have is mine. And glory has come to me through them.

Friday, August 10, 2007

Music of My Heart

I gotta new book last weekend. Life Stories by Mark Hall the lead singer of Casting Crowns. It's hard not to race through it. It's so good, the story behind each of the songs.

I think I got food poisoning last night. I feel like I've never pooped more in my life! There can't possibly be any left! Sheesh! I would have went home but I had the kids with me at the Lion's Game. It was great even though I was pooping a lot.

Anyway, enough about that...

I am forever amazed at how God sends me many a message. On many a subject. I'm still praying for my friend who is still out there... not sure what his present state is, but I am so praying.

Because of the book (and the new album coming out), I've been doing a lot of listening to Casting Crowns (am i the only one who "rediscovers" how much they love an album when the artist puts out a new album?).

Preview the Album

Again, I'm rambling... but one of my favorite songs is by Casting Crowns is "in me" by casting crowns, I wish I could have found a Youtube of it, it reminds me, because I often need reminding, that I am nothing, really I suck, I'm weak, I am all that is awful, but in God, I am strong. I am not the wretch the song refers to. Because God is awesome. Life isn't ever easy, but in Christ, we are filled with awesome love!! I love the part when the little kids voice sings, that's exactly how I feel. In that small voice, "when I'm weak, You make me strong".

IN ME by Casting Crowns
If you ask me to leap
Out of my boat on the crashing waves
If You ask me to go
Preach to the lost world that Jesus saves
I'll go, but I cannot go alone
Cause I know I'm nothing on my own
But the power of Christ in me makes me strong
Makes me strong
Cause when I'm weak, You make me strong
When I'm blind, You shine Your light on me
Cause I'll never get by living on my own ability
How refreshing to know You don't need me
How amazing to find that you want me
So I'll stand on Your truth, and I'll fight with Your strength
Until You bring the victory, by the power of Christ in me
If You ask me to run
And carry Your light into foreign land
If You ask me to fight
Deliver Your people from Satan's hand
To reach out with Your hands
To learn through Your eyes
To love with the love of a savior
To feel with Your heart
And to think with Your mind
I'd give my last breath for Your glory

My other VERY favorite is Your Love is Extravagant. Because what other word is there for God's love, its extravagant... its amazing, its unexplainable. It's almost as if there is no word so all you can do is feel it...

Their new one, East From the West is about Forgiveness... I am the only one who struggles with forgiveness? I was talking to someone in the car a week or so ago, they were sturggling with forgiving themself. And it occurred to me, as I spoke something I never said before... until you completely accept what Jesus did for you, you will never feel completely forgiven, and then and only then will you be able to forgive yourself. Whew! Now, I think I said it much better the other day, but even though my outloud voice was talking to her, I think the Holy Spirit was talking to me too... I gotta remember that one...

One more... sorry, but it's my blog, you can click the X anytime... While You Were Sleeping... Ever wonder what's wrong with people today. Listen to the words of this song, we're not the first "to miss the boat" and we probably won't be the last.

What's your favorite Casting Crowns song??

Psalm 9:1 I will praise you, O LORD, with all my heart; I will tell of all your wonders.

Thursday, August 09, 2007

I have a stomach ache

I found myself yesterday in quiet. A place I don't visit very often. I don't like it there. I like to be by myself, but I don't like the quiet times when doubt and hurt can creep up on me in ways I just don't like.

I know that something is bugging me because I take my speed from my normal 100mph to 200mph. You think I'm kidding? I'm not.

I find that when I don't want to, or just don't know how to deal with something that's what I do. When I feel like things are the way I think they should be, vrooom... faster faster, keep on going. paint on a bigger smile, no one will know. And you know what? they don't.

I am at a time in my life when believe it or not, all I know is that I belong to God. That's all I got. Which is a lot. I've always been something. I've been Bob's daughter, Phyllis's mommy, an employee of XX Corporation, and the list could go on and on... Those are things I do, and part of who I am. But what I really am, is God's girl.

I have a hard time sleeping. Because right now, I'm wound pretty tight. I've resorted to vitamin supplements that help me to relax. not everyday but somedays.

I've actually had to stop and take time for myself, for my own well and good. And I feel like even though I'm doing a lot, I'm letting people down. In the silence, I hear "not good enough".

It's funny, you'd think that going to GCofH would be about them, about serving them. I've learned more in the last few weeks about myself and I've probably learned more about the bible because I've been more focused on reading it, than you would believe. It's become quite a blessing for me.

I am someone who has the ability to feel God in really big ways around me. I know a lot of people possess this trait. In my loneliest times, I can feel God's presence around me. When I feel like I suck, when I feel like I don't deserve anything, I can feel God's love for me. I can feel so much of God around me right now, I think I will just rest for a moment, in Him. And when He's ready, I'll be back up to my normal speed.

In Me - Casting Crowns

If You ask me to leap

Out of my boat on the crashing waves

If You ask me to go

Preach to the lost world that Jesus saves

I'll go, but I cannot go alone

Cause I know I'm nothing on my own

But the power of Christ in me makes me strong

Makes me strong

Cause when I'm weak,

You make me strong

When I'm blind, You shine Your light on me

Cause I'll never get by living on my own ability

How refreshing to know You don't need me

How amazing to know that You want me

So I'll stand on Your truth,

and I'll fight with Your strength

Until You bring the victory,

by the power of Christ in me

If You ask me to run

And carry Your light into foreign land

If You ask me to fight

Deliver Your people from satan's hand

To reach out with Your hands

To learn through Your eyes

To love with the love of a savior

To feel with Your heart

And to think with Your mind

I'd give my last breath for Your glory

Wednesday, August 08, 2007

True Healing

Most of my screw ups have been my fault, ok, all of my screw ups have been my fault. When I finally let go of the mistakes I made in order to move on... that's only when I could be truly healed. When I finally surrendered.

It has been like that with the death of my mother too. When I finally said, I'm doing this God because I honor YOUR decision to take my mom, to bring her home. Then and only then was I able to be truly healed.

I love at a place called Grace Centers of Hope. It's the greatest place in the world. Ok, maybe not to everyone, but I think it's pretty sweet the hope and healing they bring to those who are willing to give it all up, walk through the door, and say, "God, I'm Yours, take me, and mold me into what You want me to be, I can't do it on my own anymore".

I didn't just want to 'serve' there, I didn't just want to be another volunteer (though if you ask them, they will tell you that all their volunteers are a big part in what makes them successful with their program- God bring THE part that makes them successful - my words not theirs). I didn't just want to show up and make a salad or show up and help with the rummage sale, this is not acceptable to me, nor is it long lasting. I'd be like a hummingbird hopping from one thing to the next. I wanted those beautiful people to know that I may be there to serve, but it's about Jesus and love.

I heard of someone who may have stumbled. Not sure of the details, but one thing I am sure of is that God has a watchful eye on him. I know God is probably screaming his name "COME BACK TO ME!! COME BACK TO ME!! I LOVE YOU". No probably about it, I know He is.

The thing is that I can't seem to stop praying for him. I can't seem to get him out of my mind. I can't wait until he comes back, and God is waiting for him. Waiting to say, "I love you". I hope that one day this man can surrender and truly be healed by the love and the blood of Jesus.

The list of people who need healing is long. You know who they are. They are Yours.

Lord, there are so many people in my life that need healing. Physical and emotional. Lord, I ask that if necessary, You move the stripes around them today so that they can live in them. Lord, I ask that You take especially good care of Arlene, Lord, I ask You to heal her body and give her all the strength she needs to be well, in every way. Lord, I ask that You surround _____ with angels, Lord, Your heavenly angels on this earth, have them send him the message that You are calling him home, and there is a place for him in Your light. Lord, Your greatness is amazing to me. Lord, I am so undeserving of all You do, we all are, but Lord, we are so thankful that You love us so much. Lord, You know what everyone needs in order to get the healing we need, help us to surrender to You so that we have nothing left but to be healed by Your stripes. In Jesus' healing name, Amen.

Isaiah 53:5 But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed.

Tuesday, August 07, 2007

No half way here.

I hate half way. Ever go on vacation and only go half way to your destination? Ever cook a meal half way and then eat. Those two things don't usually happen. Why? because half way sucks.

I don't understand half-way. Either you are in or you're not. Ever been to a function I have? Does it usually look like i do it half way? If something happens and it's not all the way, I stress out. It's my personality. Over achiever. High strung. ALL IN.

I think about Jesus and when the Pharisees asked Him, what's the most important commandment (in Matthew, Mark, Luke), Jesus replied: " 'Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind". There's no part way there. Be all in. He didn't say love Him with your heart, soul, mind, He used the word All.

I'm learning (yes, you can teach an old dog new tricks) that if I do things that are "in" my gifts, if I listen to what God wants, life is so much easier. I think that in that excellance of all in, honors God.

I don't get people who are not all in. I don't know how to live half way. I work with people in many areas of my life that are half way, and it bugs me. It totally frustrates me. And maybe my job isn't just to do a job all the way, but to show and help others do it all the way too.

I love this song by Lincoln Brewster, "Love the Lord". It's a pop Christian song. It reminds me of Rhonda Hart, can't you see her dancing to it? I can hear Jon laughing because he is so amazed by her. She lived "all in" that was probably one of my favorite things about her.

All I'm saying is be all in. We're called to be hot, we're called to be salty. We're called to love big, each other, and most importantly love God big.

Be the light.

Matthew 5:13-16 (msg) 13"Let me tell you why you are here. You're here to be salt-seasoning that brings out the God-flavors of this earth. If you lose your saltiness, how will people taste godliness? You've lost your usefulness and will end up in the garbage.

14-16"Here's another way to put it: You're here to be light, bringing out the God-colors in the world. God is not a secret to be kept. We're going public with this, as public as a city on a hill. If I make you light-bearers, you don't think I'm going to hide you under a bucket, do you? I'm putting you on a light stand. Now that I've put you there on a hilltop, on a light stand—shine! Keep open house; be generous with your lives. By opening up to others, you'll prompt people to open up with God, this generous Father in heaven.

Love the Lord - Lincoln Brewster

Love the lord your God
with all your heart,
with all your soul,
with all your mind,
and with all your strength
I will serve the lord with all my heart,
with all your soul,
with all your mind,
and with all your strength
I will love you,
I will praise you,
I will serve you,
I will trust you

Monday, August 06, 2007

Spaghetti Dinner - Breast Cancer Fundraiser

Ok, this is my last post for Monday, I posted a Tagged post from Kathy, my Sunday post, and this is my "official" Monday post.

I had my spaghetti dinner on Saturday. I made so much food!!! We had so much spaghetti that we ate spaghetti at Jessie's going away party and I still had 4 ziploc bags of spaghetti! HA! I don't know why I have such a reputation for making too much food!!

I will post the pics later because we used all the battery yesterday for Jessie's last day in Michigan, and I left the camera in my purse and forgot to charge the battery.

Except for Phyllis no one in my family was able to make it, most of them live pretty far. It's a long way to come for spaghetti. Plus, everyone is busy.

My "church" family was there. The Hatley's (Lt. Dan & Patty aka Lucy), The Smith's (Dean, Sara, & Mac), The Wilburn's (Barry & Arlene), Charlene (Patty's sister), Doreen, Michael (muscle Mike), The Weavers (Dick & Jeanette), The Bowdlers (Elizabeth, Randy, Chris, & Elizabeth's Mom), The Kallegren's (Scott, Scott, Hope, David), The Tosch's (Scott, Tiffani, & Trinity). And my friend Eliz from work brought her two beauties.

It's always hard at these things because it's hard to talk to everyone and I hope they understood.

I can't even tell you in my heart how much this meant to me! To think I've raised about $400 from this event in various donations and the money collected that night. I know so many people are praying for me, wishing me well, and supporting me in many ways.

Everyone seemed to like the scrapbook I put together.

I don't know, this post I think sucks because I can't seem to find the words. I am usually never at a loss for words (usually I have entirely too many).

I've said it before, this whole experience has been incredible for me. In many ways I wish I would have done it sooner, but I believe that God's timing is everything, and I needed to be where I was to do it, and to find the healing my heart has always longed for.

Psalm 30:2 O LORD my God, I called to you for help and you healed me.

My view

This is my Sunday post... there's a lot of reading today...

I was asked a couple weeks back if I beleived in Calvanism or Arminism (sp?). I will tell you the quickest way to get rid of me prior to this was to just say mention this subject and then it was a simple "I gotta wash my hair, the dishes, my dad is calling, uh.. i gotta get the mail, etc"... I just couldn't grasp it and to be quite frank, I still can't really "buy" into either of these "theories". I do go towards one a little bit more than the other... because God reigns.

I asked a few people about it. Both ideas can be backed by scripture.

This is what I believe (for those of you who care)... I believe God reigns. I believe He calls us in big, huge, ways, in loud voices, and gentle whispers. But part of me believes I have the free will to decide to follow Him, all out, 1/2 way, 1/4 way, or not at all. He wants me to love Him, but He doesn't need me to love Him. I personally choose, All out for Jesus (surprise, surprise).

I can't seem to grasp that God doesn't love everyone. That some of us are never going to make it to Heaven... Why would He accept me with all my screw ups, mistakes, give me grace, but not someone else... You're not perfect (I hate to break it to you) and believe it or not, I'm not either. I can't believe that my sin is better or worse, or more forgiveable than anyone elses.

I also can't seem to grasp why Jesus tells us in Matthew 28... go make disciples... if He's going to call them and they can't help but answer. God's glory, I know... but really, He doesn't need me. His voice is loud enough.

I've come to realize that these two theories, while confusing, are just that, theories. And it's like the unsolveable question...

How many licks to the center of a Tootsie Pop? "the world" will never know.

Psalm 13:5 But I trust in your unfailing love; my heart rejoices in your salvation.

I'm not moaning

the moanin' meme
I got tagged by MSUgal for this one. I'm not tagging anyone else (unless you want to do something besides moaning), there's enough moaning going in the world... so no more moaning, I got a new spin...

Four that should be should be celebrated on the face of the earth (this is so hard to limit to 4):
Katie - For being who she is, she's a great wife, friend, and sister in Christ
Adam - for being a great example to all those who know him
Collin - For working so hard for Jesus
Pastor J - For delivering the Word of God in relevant ways

Three things people do that make you want to celebrate them in big ways:
Love Jesus with their whole heart
Never give up and kick satan's skinny ugly red butt to the curb
Support the the people they love

Two things you find yourself being thankful for:
God's Grace

One thing the above answers tell you about yourself:
I'm a huge dork!

Friday, August 03, 2007

Things I'm thankful for...

I don't have the internet at home... so here is my Saturday post, early.

1. Phyllis

2. Choppers (teeth)

3. That I'm fat (it means i never miss a meal)

4. Friends

5. All "my kids"

6. Books

7. Air conditioning

8. Sara

9. My job

10. That I'm smart


The other day I was walking to my car and someone said "I wish I had a car that got better gas mileage" don't we all when it's almost $3 a gallon. And his car was a clunker, but I bet there was a time when he just wished he had a car at all.

So... me being the jerk I am, said "maybe you should be thankful with the one you have". I know. jerk. It made me reflect about how sometimes i am just not as thankful as i should be. I get a great blessing and then I get used to it, and want something better. Maybe I'm the only one (doubt it).

I really try to count my blessings, be thankful for what I have, because I know deep in my heart, I don't deserve a thing.

Sometimes I am so thankful for not getting what I deserve.

James 1:17 Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows.

Thursday, August 02, 2007

Reading a book...

Reading is a basic tool in the living of a good life.~ Mortimer J. Adler ~

Yesterday I was sitting in the back of the church, waiting for service. Here comes Elijah, the cutest kid on the planet. "I want the book". HA! He wants me to read to him. No greater joy than reading.

I wasn't expecting this so the book was in the car. Elijah (also known as Tank) plowed through the church and anyone in his way in order to get to "IF I RAN THE ZOO" by Dr. Suess. We held hands once we got to the parking lot, and all the way back into the church, and we read and we read and we read that book until it was time for church.

I will be honest, I sometimes don't want more kids. And then there are times like this, that I wonder... maybe.

A good book is the purest essence of a human soul.~ Thomas Carlyle ~


Sometimes people are jerks and all we can do is pray for their sorry butts.

Boy, am I glad I heard a sermon on this yesterday...

John 14:26-27 26But the Counselor, the Holy Spirit, whom the Father will send in my name, will teach you all things and will remind you of everything I have said to you. 27Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid.

Wednesday, August 01, 2007

Baked Chicken

1/2 cup cornmeal
1/2 cup all-purpose flour
1 1/2 teaspoons salt
1 1/2 teaspoons chili powder
1/2 teaspoon dried oregano
1/4 teaspoon pepper
1 (3 1/2) pound broiler-fryer chicken, cut up
1/2 cup milk
1/3 cup butter or margarine, melted

Combine the first six ingredients. Dip chicken in milk, then roll in the cornmeal mixture. Place in a greased 13-in. x 9-in. x 2-in. baking pan. Drizzle with butter. Bake, uncovered, at 375 degrees F for 50-55 minutes or until juices run clear.

Lipstick & bulldog

First of all, why the heck can't I find a good red lipstick. I had a favorite... and you know what happened??? they discontinued it. why do they do that? Can't seem to find one that isn't "here comes Margie's lips, oh, there's Margie" Drives me crazy...

John 10:10The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy; I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full.

Ok, now onto something much more important. This morning I learned that someone I knew killed themself. I knew "of" this person but didn't really "know" them. He was a frequenter of the local coney island, and years ago, hit on me on a VERY regular basis. One word, Creeper. This guy gave me the creeps, but I feel terrible that he killed himself, because there's not too much doubt in my mind where he is, and let's just say that I don't think we will be seeing him in Heaven. Not because he killed himself but because I don't think he was into the whole "Jesus thing".

I wonder... could I have done something to change his fate? The days of him talking to me where well before accepting Christ, but what if I would have tried to reach all those who needed reaching? What if... I tend not to live my life on "what if's" just like I don't like my life on "woulda, coulda, shoulda's". But really, what if...

I think about how no matter what he has done, Christ would have accepted him with open arms, forgiven him for his mistakes, his transgressions, all of the stupid things he did. Christ loves us for all that we are, though I am sure sometimes he doesn't always like our choices very much.

It makes me sad. I hope I'm wrong about where "bulldog" ended up. I hope "the thief" didn't get him, I hope he was healed. I hope he lived within "the stripes".

Isaiah 53:5 But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed.