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Praising the Lord at Sunset!
Praise the Lord! Praise God in His sanctuary; praise Him in His mighty heavens! Praise Him for His mighty deeds; praise Him according to his excellent greatness!
Praise Him with trumpet sound; praise Him with lute and harp! Praise Him with tambourine and dance; praise Him with strings and pipe!
Praise Him with sounding cymbals; praise Him with loud clashing cymbals! Let everything that has breath praise the Lord! Praise the Lord! Psalm 150
Lili Juice!
Lili, my 4 year old granddaughter, loves to work in the office with me.
Her mother Kelli, knowing I was swamped in paperwork one day, repeatedly told Lili to get out of the office. “Quit bugging, grandma!”
Lili Juice marched to the doorway to plead her case with her mother. “Bugging is like caffeine to grandma!”
“Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they shall be satisfied. Mathew 5:6
You know you live in a Redneck Town when . . .
My daughter lives in a tiny town in the Midwest. And while getting ready to elope, Jennifer went to the local flower shop to order a small, quaint bouquet of flowers. On the day of her expected departure, she returned to pick up the bouquet and found the flower shop was closed for the day. Knowing one of the owner’s relatives, Jennifer dashed over to the bank.
The mother-in-law said, “Your bouquet is down at the drive-through.”
So Jennifer went to the local beer store, known for the coldest beer in town, and drove up to the window. “Do you have a bouquet of flowers for me?”
“Yes,” the lady replied, grabbing the arrangement. “Oh, how pretty,” the woman gushed as she handed Jennifer a large bouquet of fake lilies complete with leaves, glitter, and rhinestones.
Jennifer, trying not to chuckle, said, “Do you have another arrangement in there?”
“No.” the woman shook her head.
As Jennifer drove away, she called me and explained the situation. “I didn’t know I had to specify real flowers at a flower shop, Mom.”
Laughing heartily, I reminded her that God has a great sense of humor!
Jennifer, in keeping with a good attitude, has decided to keep the flowers forever as a symbol of her and her husband’s new nutty love for one other.
A great big congratulations to Jennifer and Randall — may God Bless your marriage mightily. With much Love, Mom.
Then our mouth was filled with laughter, and our tongue with shouts of joy; then they said among the nations, “The Lord has done great things for them.” Ps 126:2
Rise and Shine
I was awakened bright and early by a call from my daughter. As I fumbled with my phone, Jennifer giggled and waited patiently for me to figure out my cell. Amazingly, this is the child who hated mornings. The beginning of any given day combined with me saying, “Rise and Shine,” sent her deeper under the covers with a growl on her lips.
As I headed downstairs to meet my lovely daughter, this beautiful sunrise greeted me. (Click photo to enlarge)
Arise, shine, for your light has come, and the glory of the Lord has risen upon you. Isaiah 60:1
Attitude!
Recently, I was locked out of my WordPress account. It was a bit frustrating and super odd! I decided my best option was to Praise God and thank Him for fixing the problem prior to the resolution.
Then I heard my daughter call, “Mom, are we suppose to have snakes out in November.”
“No,” I said. “But then, it is unseasonably warm.”
We soon discovered the snake had a testy attitude unto which he died for it!
I have learned that a good attitude will profit much and you will be highly Blessed for it. Duly note — I’m back on line and Praising God!
But I will sing of your strength; I will sing aloud of your steadfast love in the morning. For you have been to me a fortress and a refuge in the day of my distress. My Strength, I will sing praises to you, for you, O God, are my fortress, the God who shows me steadfast love. Psalm 59:16 & 17
First Response
Recently the boys and I were driving to the park, discussing angels. Lane fell asleep before we got to the playground, so I drove around taking photographs, while James fished in my purse for a mint.
He popped the mint into his mouth and then grabbed his throat. “Grandma, I’m choking,” he whispered in distress.
“Dear God, help us!” I said, grabbing James around the waist and hauling him out of the car. I remember quickly glancing around the park assessing the people — like someone in a medical uniform was going to be standing by.
In the next instant, I performed something akin to the Heimlich maneuver and out popped the mint. James and I stood staring at the object of distress for several long moments before climbing back into the vehicle.
Tears welled up in James’ eyes. Hugging him, I said, “It’s okay, buddy. We called on Jesus and he helped us. We’re all right now.”
I’ve learned that my first and best response is to call on the LORD!
“In my distress I called upon the Lord; to my God I called. From his temple he heard my voice, and my cry came to his ears.” 2 Samuel 22:7
Payphone
Do you remember the payphone? They’re hard to find these days — believe me I’ve tried. When my cell phone was misplaced, I traveled without the required piece. I begged, borrowed, and pleaded for phone privileges across the country.
Recently, my lost cell was discovered in the Cessna 172, living under the carpet, almost two years after the fact. Interestingly enough, modern technology would rule this device obsolete.
Our airport doesn’t bother keeping up with the times. If you stop by, we have a payphone for your convenience!
Believe it or not, nobody ever uses this priceless novelty! Instead, they cry out, “Oh, my gosh, it’s a payphone!” as they take photos of this vintage piece.
I am so glad Jesus Christ is the same yesterday and today and forever. (Rom 13:8)
Oh, Yeah! We hammered him!
I was downstairs when I heard furniture scraping across the floor above. Steve never moves anything outside of an airplane, so I dashed upstairs with a journalistic attitude thinking, “This is going to be good.”
“What are you doing?” I asked.
Steve scooted the file cabinet away from the wall. “I got a mouse cornered.”
“Do you want some poison?”
“No!” Steve shook his head. “I want the hoe.” When I returned with the yard tool, he said, “Now turn it around.” I watched as the man started hunting a mouse with an upside down hoe, spear style.
Steve stabbed at the critter, but the mouse was quicker and it skirted away. So he chased the mouse and cried out, “Help me! We need to get him cornered.” So I helped him box in the gray mouse again. Steve arched his tool high and brought his weapon down to crush the mighty mouse but the wood handle bounced off the concrete floor and flung the sharp end into his temple. Blood was drawn!
The mouse, sensing a complete moron, got away and scurried into an old heavy metal frame. “Get the hammer,” Steve ordered. (Now it was serious.) With a hammer in my hand, Steve ordered me to the end of the pipe so he could ram the mouse. “Hold the hammer still.”
Now I’m a bit squeamish when it comes to mice, so I wasn’t excited about being that close to a disease-ridden-fur-ball. So I tentatively held the hammer in place, while Steve shoved the stick through the pipe. The mouse plopped out at my feet. Steve yelled, “Hammer him!”
I screamed and brought the hammer down ever so gently on the mouse’s head. (Hey, I’m not out for blood.) The mouse wiggled, and I danced about on my tippy-toes and screamed louder.
Steve kept yelling, “Hit him! hit him! hit him!” The pressure was mounting. I felt like I was in grade school again.
As I squealed, I brought the hammer down on top of the mouse’s tiny head. The mouse jumped straight into the air, and I let out a blood curdling scream that would have stopped traffic on the runway!
Steve cried, “You hit like a girl!” He picked up the semi-conscious mouse by the tail. “I’ll just give it to the cat.”
“Wait!” I cried, “Let me get my camera.”
After the snake and mouse hunting debacles, Steve has decided he doesn’t want to hunt any more!
He was a mighty hunter before the Lord. Therefore it is said, “Like Nimrod a mighty hunter before the Lord.” Gn 10:9
The Bling Bling Sisters
The New Lifers decided to go Christmas shopping in the big city. I’m a squeamish shopper, so when God insisted that I go, I grimaced and cried, “Are you serious!”
“Jehovah Know-It-All” reminded me that I could take photos and write about the outing! I brightened instantly and dashed out the door with camera in tow. Not only did I have a great time, but I learned some valuable lessons about my Godly comrade in arms. Don’t miss the beautiful baubles listed below:
Darrla, the gaudy pastor gone wild, made sure her flock were in tears of laughter over her shotgun shell comments!
Pam wins the highest honors for bling bling extravaganza with an unforgettable Baptist wit to boot!
This church going blinger should host a show called “Frank Table Talk with Jean Ann!” Never leave her spoon-less or at taste testing table alone.
If there is such a thing as a Redneck Princess with road rage potential, I give you Laura!
“Close your eyes Loice” survived the day with her eyes squeezed tightly shut! Needless to say, few purchases were made by this nervous passenger.
Warning: big city tea appears to be spiked with silly Christmas Juice!
Katheryn late for shopping, but not for dessert; wisely stayed clear of the peach tea!
I’m not much of a gaudy blinger, but if you consider my camera necklace slung proudly around my neck during a shopping trip — It just means I’m getting old!
I must admit we did discuss God over a cup of coffee, but this trip was clearly not a theological outing. You know the old saying, “What happens in the ornament isle, stays in the tinsel lane.”
