Can I borrow your specs?

After looking, it hasn't been as long as I thought it had since I last posted. At this point, I am finished with this semester as college, although I didn't do as well as I had hoped, I have a 3.5 GPA overall. Considering that a good friend of mine passed away, I started homeschooling the kids again, I did a few photo shoots, and I was going to school full time myself, it's a wonder I haven't pulled out all my hair yet. By the last day of class, I was like a pressure cooker, I had to let off the steam somewhere, and it just so happened that it took place during one of my final exams. All my hard work this semester went down the drain with that bad test grade.
Because of all this stress, I have been seriously thinking about wether or not I should continue my own education. I am struggling to find the balance I need and it seems to be the one thing that doesn't fit into my life right now. I am studying to become a sign language interpreter, and the further I go in the program, the more I find myself asking when will things get any easier, or when will they smooth out a little. I drive 50 miles to class and then 50 miles back home. Living outside of the big city has its many advantages, but after I finish school, I will then be seeking employment, which will also be in the big city. Even with financial aid, there is a hardship on my family when I am going back and forth to school. I know that once I get a job, the fiscal burden will change a little, but will it really make that much of a difference? And then, what about the kids. Even though it is a labor of love, homeschooling is our best option. I find myself then asking, "if I am struggling with balance now with college and a somewhat regular schedule, how will I ever manage a full time job and homeschooling." Some people say, "Just put them in public school." They have been in the past, and it is just not a sacrafice that our family is willing to make. They are only small for a short time. Before long, they will be grown up and they will leave the nest, but until that time, I want to enjoy them. Mom used to say to me, "you can't have your cake and eat it too!" I understand that all to well now.
Maybe I am just having a pity party, but I feel like I am capable of so much more; but nothing ever seems to turn out as good as I had hoped. Maybe my expectations are set to high, thus I am doomed to fail. I don't feel like the things I want in life are so unobtainable. I think part of the lesson I need to learn is that it's ok not to be perfect. I know that I am not perfect by any means. I do think that I am an intelligent individual, and I feel like I am a failure when I am not the best. I don't like the I am overweight, but I don't have the drive or ambition to change it. I know that there are many beautiful people in this world and that God created us all different. The talents and assest he has given me did not include worldly beauty, and for the most part I am ok with that. He also didn't bless me with an abundance of money, and becuase of that, I have developed my creativity and can use it for him. How then can I view my life through His eyes so that I can appreciate what he has given me.
Many people have told me in the past that I am very blessed, and that I am so talented. I just wish I could see my life from their perspective sometimes. It's like that old saying 'You are your worst critic.' I'm sure I am, but I don't know how to see it from another point of view. Its like my lenses are scratched or damaged some how because I don't see the same picture of me that others see. Can I borrow you specs?

I'm so Dizzy

Ever felt like you were in quicksand trying to figure out how you were going to make it out unscathed? It's already the middle of April and I haven't figured out where the New Year went yet! I sometimes feel like I am caught in a revolving door, waiting for it to stop spinning so I can get out. That's where I find myself this semester. I need to blog more often, but it's going to have to be later. I am still to busy to slow down much.

Good-bye 2008, Hello 2009

Seriously, where has the time gone. It's already 2009 and I look back and see what a blur 2008 was. It all happened so fast. I noticed my last post was in August. So much has happened since my last post. I completed a full college semester of 17 credit hours with a 3.9gpa. I worked so incredibly hard at my studies, I am so glad it paid off. I'll be going back next week to start another 17 hour semester. Somewhere toward the end of October, we began visiting Pleasant Grove Baptist Church and participated in thier holiday festivities including the Christmas play. For now, we are back at New Hope, waiting direction from God. Sometimes waiting is so hard. For Dakota's birthday, we went to the Monster Truck Show. I learned that my sister has cancer just a few days before Christmas. She has chronic myeloid luekemia. The Dr. says she is in the early stages and with treatment, she should be fine. She just had a baby at the end of October as well, and I know she is anxious about being a new mother, and now it's increasingly difficult because of the cancer. She is stronger than she knows though. Another big deal for me was getting my van paid off. Finally, being out from under the burden of that debt is such a blessing. As far as scrapbooking goes, I haven't really done much, but I have been taking lots of pictures still. I handmade calendars this year for all the grandparents for Christmas. I even included all the birthdays and anniversaries. I did at least 4 family photo shoots for others. I decided to do a photo card for our Christmas cards this year. I loved the response I received when people opened it. "I saw mommy kissing santa claus" was a big hit around here. It was so easy to put together. I didn't have to do all the hair and makeup and outfits for a change. It was pj's for everyone but santa.

As for New Year's resolutions, I don't really make any. I would like to enjoy more time with my family, serve our Lord, and do well in my classes this year. Another thing that I would like is to have a bigger abode. I don't know if it will happen this year, but it would be nice if somehow we could get it started.

God on the mountain

Who hath measured the waters in the hollow of his hand, and meted out heaven with the span, and comprehended the dust of the earth in a measure, and weighed the mountains in scales, and the hills in a balance?

To everything there is a season:

If there is one thing life has taught me, it's that to everything there is a season. Although hard at times, if I hang on to that thought, it reminds me that this (whatever this is) to, shall pass. The change of seasons can be a good thing and that's just the case this time for me. After 10 years, I am finally going back to school. I can't say that I've ever really seen myself here, but it's happening. In 4 short days, I start classes to become a sign language interpreter. If you would have told me that as little as two months ago, I doubt I would have believed it. I tried once about 8 years ago to go back to school, but baby number 2 was born on the first day of school, so that didn't happen. Since that time, I have been busy running the rat race of life just trying to survive. One night about 5 weeks ago, I stumbled across a website that got me to thinking about going back to school. So in a fluke, I applied for financial aid, and registered for my classes. The whole time I had this sense of hesitation, like I really shouldn't get my hopes up, but I just went on through the process anyway. Figuring that I wasn't going to get enough grant money to cover my classes, let alone my books or fuel (how ridiculously high they both are). Then one afternoon, everything seem to fall into place. My financial aid went through. That was the first sign that this might actually happen. Then reality set in and dh began to ask me how I planned on making it back and forth. We already live from paycheck to paycheck. In that moment a calmness came over me that can only be described as God himself. I explained to my husband that I didn't know, that I honestly didn't have a clue; but that I felt that God would provide. And if He didn't, then perhaps it wasn't time yet. My husband left it at that. The next day, I received a notice in the mail stating that I had unemployment income available for a certain number of weeks. Now you have to understand, I haven't been receiving unemployment since last year sometime and the amount that I will be getting will exactly cover my fuel expenses until my vehicle note is paid in full. But it gets better. A dear friend learned that my printer was not working anymore and she gave me one to replace mine with. She said she had just bought a new one and she no longer needed them both. I am not a cryer, but I wept with joy.

FALL KICK-OFF SCRAPBOOKING CROP

It's the time of year again for football. While I am not big on all the hype about Pro football, I love to watch a hearty high school game in person. For ten years now, our family has hardly missed a game. I don't expect any less from this season. So, as I am so in the spirit of this season, I decided I would host a football themed crop. A crop where you can tackle those photos and score a touchdown as you cross the goal line with finished pages.

We had a blast on our vacation, my only regret is that it was over way to soon. We were gone nine days in all, but when you are blessed with the goodness of God's hand, you just don't want to leave it.
As soon as we returned I began working on VBS stuff. I'll save that for another entry. For now I want to share a little from my travel journal with you.

We made it to the park about 5:30 pm CST. We stopped at Wal-mart in Broomfield on our way to the park to buy food and other things that we needed for our stay. We got the tent and the canopy set up shortly after arrival. Upon entrance to the campsites, we saw 2 bull elk drinking from the brook. While the tent and canopy were being set up, an elk was close enough to our campsite that the kids and I walked up to it within 20 feet. It was the first of many elk and other animals that we saw while here at the park. While driving down the road, we had to stop to allow 3 mountain goats to clear the roadway, and another time we just missed some elk that had crossed the road ahead of us. We have seen mule deer, and been close enough to feed a chipmunk. We have enjoyed seeing the various wildlife that are indigenous to this area.
I think my favorite part though has been the view. It is amazing and breathtaking. I try to capture it's beauty with my camera, but I just don't think a picture can really do justice to what the eye can see in this case. I love the sound of the nearby rushing water. While in the tent at night, it is especially soothing to fall asleep by.
On the first full day we were here, we went for a drive around the park. Last time, we only drove to the hiking trail heads. But this year, we decided we would see what else was around here. As you drive along the road, you gradually increase in elevation. You get to a point where you are atop the mountains and you can look down into the valleys. It can be a scary drive if you let it. There are no room for driving mistakes. Most of the roads are on the edges of the mountains, yielding a wonderful view, but dangerous drive. There are several areas along the roads that you can pull off, park, and just take it all in. We stopped on the side of the road in one place where the snow was higher than the van on one side of the road and the terrain was green on the other side.
Continuing on a little further, we pulled off at Forest Canyon and we were able to play in the snow. The kids built a tiny snowman. They had snowball fights, and we all enjoyed a little laugh at papa's expense. He stepped out into the snow, lost his balance, and went down face first up to his shoulders into the snow. It was only funny because he wasn't hurt, and his reaction would have even made a humorless person laugh.
After enjoying some of the scenery, we came back to the campsite and ate. The kids were out playing in the empty field area next to the campsite when the Park Rangers asked them if they wanted to be Junior Rangers. They gave the kids an information booklet that includes the instructions for obtaining a Junior Ranger badge. I went over the park rules and some of the things they had to do in order to earn their badge.
Needing to do a little laundry and to take a shower, we decided to drive down into Estes Park to a laundromat. We washed clothes and took showers (at the same place). Then we went into Loveland, to Wal-mart, for some things that we had forgotten. We made it back to the campsite at nearly dark. The kids had just enough time to write about the events of the day in there trip journals.
On Wednesday, we had pigs in a blanket for breakfast. A little charred on the bottom, but still edible. As soon as breakfast was over, Gary put on a stew in the dutch oven. Papa sat with it while Gary, the kids and I played. We tried to teach them to jump rope. They lack a good bit of coordination. I'm still not sure that they ever figured it out really. Then we got the flyer (fancy frisbee) out and tossed it back and forth to each other. At one point, I took the kite out and put it together and then flew it for a little while. I guess the kids are still a little to young to grasp just how to fly a kite. It was the first time I had ever flown one, and I really didn't know how to teach them to fly it. One of the kids went and got the ball so that we could play kick ball, but it started raining. That's when I decided to take this moment and record some of the memories from the trip so far. Currently, I have taken 420 photographs since we crossed the Colorado border.
This is only a portion of our trip. There was no internet connection there, so I just saved it into a file and added to it as I could. I ended up with over 1,000 photos in all for the whole trip. Some of them are very similar to each other. I have decided that I am going to have to create a book for this trip alone, and just take a few of the highlights and add them to our annual scrapbook album. I may post a photo here periodically from our vacation, so check back often.

I don't believe we are in Kansas anymore Toto!

My goodness, what a looooong drive it was across Kansas. At over 415 miles of small valleys and lots and lots of flat land, we finally crossed the border into Colorado sometime after midnight CST (even though we crossed time zones about 20 miles or so from the CO border).

We stopped at a church just North of Springfield, MO yesterday on our way out of town. Since we are from the Lone Star State, we went to the Lone Star Baptist Church. It was a bigger church than our home church, but the people were very welcoming. I felt as comfortable there as I would on the pew at New Hope. The preacher brought a message from Genesis 3 about Adam and Eve and the Garden. It was titled the Good, the Bad, and the Ugly.

We were back on the road headed for Colorado at about 12:45 (after church). We stopped at a cheese store where there were free samples. Dakota had a blast, I think she thought it was an all you could eat cheese buffet. Back on the road again, we eventually made it to Kansas. I wasn't able to get a picture of the welcome sign because it was at the side of a major highway interchange in Kansas City. So I got a picture of the exit sign instead. We stopped in Wamego, KS and went to the Wizard of OZ museum. I didn't realize, but the kids didn't really understand what they were seeing. I didn't know that they hadn't already seen the movie. So I guess that is something I will see if we can do this summer.

We stayed in an old model motel in Limon, CO. It had a normal door knob with a key instead of a magnetic card entry. It was a nice large room and it had a small refrigerator. We paid less for this one than any of the others we stayed in.

I'm off for now, hopefully to post again not to long from now.

On the road again!

Originally we planned on leaving this afternoon to head to Colorado by way of New Mexico for our vacation. But sometimes you never know what to expect with us. Wednesday afternoon we decided to go to Colorado by way of Graceland. Yep, the one in Memphis, TN. So we started out Friday morning from home (in TX) and headed toward Memphis, stopping often along the way.

Let me just ask you, have you ever traveled any distance with 3 very energetic children. There is only so much sitting that a body and mind can take, and it's even less in kids. They say some of the funniest things. They notice things on the roadside that only a child would see. They perceive things so much differently than us adults. And I must add the inevitable question, "ARE WE THERE YET?" or the way they rephrase it when threatened of uttering those words again. My favorite, "How much farther?" like they have any real sense of distance at this age.

So, back to our itenerary. We really planned just to take it easy and have a good time. We can't check in to our campsite in Rocky Mountain National Park until Monday afternoon. That gives us the weekend to leisurely drive (and stop) across part of this great country. We stopped in Hot Springs, AR on Friday and visited the mountain tower. The kids were excited, but it was short lived. "Ok, we've seen it, can we go now!" We stayed in West Memphis, AR that night, and then Saturday we set out for Graceland. Now Gary and I had made this trip on our honeymoon 10 years ago, but things and places change, and I think we enjoyed it as much this time if not more because the kids were here with us. After seeing everything at Graceland, we turned back and headed toward Colorado. We stopped on the Mammoth Springs, on the border of Arkansas and Missouri, at a little park and took pictures in front of a very forceful and beautiful waterfall. It was amazing at the temperature difference. On the bank of the water source, it must have been 15 degrees cooler than it was 10 feet away from the edge. It was breath-takingly beautiful, and the sound of the rushing water is something I could listen to for hours.

Here it is, Sunday morning. I sit here in the motel, in Springfield, MO, journaling our trip on my blog. Everyone is still sleeping. I guess this is a vacation in and of itself. I don't normally get up before day-break, but I saw the sunrise this morning (ok, even if it was only through the curtain). It feels funny not being at home for church today, but we will stop somewhere along the way to worship. I was searching for a church to visit, but felt like maybe we should let God lead us where he wants us this morning.

Our plans are to continue toward Independece, MO. and then across Kansas into Colorado. I don't know how many more sights we will see, but I think the scenery has been great so far.

Mission Accomplished

I set out to enter the Scrapbooker of the Year contest through Creating Keepsakes Magazine. With everything that has been going on lately, I pushed it to the back burner. I had it in my mind that I had until May 29 to postmark my entry. After reading the contest requirements again, I suddenly realized it had to be in their hands by the 29th. I went into panic mode. How was I possibly going to finish everything and get it there in time. I faced one issue after another. First, I didn't have enough projects for entry. Once I completed that, I had to list all the products and techniques listed in each individual project. That became an increasinly difficult task because I don't keep a running list. So on the projects that I already had completed, I had to figure out what supplies were used. After compiling a detailed list, I had to get all the information onto the computer so that I could put my portfolio together. This is where I began to try to figure out how I was going to get my 12x12 pages into digital format without loosing the quality of my work. Following much deliberation, a few tantrums, and a little ranting and raving, I realized my only option was to photograph them. Let me just add, the lighting indoors is horrible, the heat and mosquitos outside were even worse. Finally, with all my projects photographed, it was time to combine the supply lists and the projects. I can't begin to tell you how many times I nearly gave up. I think my computer was suffering from overload as much as I was. It became very sluggish and I had to reboot a few times. Perservering through it, I continued until I had everything ready to print. I wanted high-quality prints to insure that the extreme effort that has been put into this whole entry wasn't diminished by the look of a home printer. With only hours left, I phoned Office depot to find out how late they were open. Sigh, finally some good news. I had time to make it there and get the prints I needed before they closed and they were on sale. Not realizing that one Office Depot was different from another, I ran to Hunstville instead of Conroe only to learn that they closed at 6 pm. Two and a half hours before I arrived and now there was not enough time to make it to Conroe before they closed. In a panic, I didn't know what else to do. I put all this effort into this, meeting opposition from every angle it seemed. Sick at my stomach by this time because I felt like I was out of options, Gary decided to call Conroe and see if Kinkos was still open. By a miracle, they stayed open until 10pm. So, we head to Conroe, arriving at Kinkos at 9:30 or so. Simply greatful that they are still open, I approached the clerk for assistance. She informs me that the files are in the wrong format, and that she will have to charge me $2.50 per file to open them plus $.49 a print. I've had about as much as one person can stand. How much more am I expected to take. I have worked so hard, but I just couldn't waste the money. How could I justify spending that for the click of a mouse. I suppose at this point the clerk sees my frustration and lets me in on the fact that I can use the self serve computer for $12 an hour and print them myself for $1 a print. I take that option, but with so much emotional turmoil going on inside, I printed the first set in black and white, so I wasted that money and time. I couldn't take it anymore. The tears dripped out. With one last effort, I tried to get it right this time. Finally, there I had it, almost $30 later. I went to the post office first thing this morning and sent it out overnight mail for an additional $20. So, the lesson here is, don't procrastinate, IT COSTS!!!!!!

Where does the time go?

I can't believe it has been 2 months since I have even been around to update my blog. I have been busy with close to my heart and scrapbooking. I had my greatest month so far in April. I would so love to earn the trip to New Zealand. Who knows, it just might happen. I started scrapping with the senior citizens, but we've had to postpone until the fall. I've also started listing some of my work on etsy to sell. Check it out at www.mrsfancyface.etsy.com I only have 3 items listed so far, but I am sure I will have more in the near future. I have also spent the last month or so working on our ladies night out for church. Our theme was sparkle for Jesus and our verse was Isaiah 43:4. I will have to come back and post the devotional I brought. I couldn't have done it without the wonderful help and support of other certain ladies. They know who they are. I was able to use alot of my paper crafting talents for the event. In other news, I have been asked to consider taking the position of Historian for our district WMA chapter and to become an adult leader for our local 4-H chapter. I am in prayer about these things. I love to be involved and feel important, but I don't want to be to b.u.s.y. With summer fast approaching, I think the kids would really enjoy 4-H. I have been wanting to get piano lessons for the kids for some time now, and I am praying for God to open a door and make that happen. Next month, we embark on our family vacation. Originally, we were heading for Tennessee, but somewhere along the line, things changed, and we are going back to Colorado. I didn't really think I would be excited to go back to the same places we've already been, but I really think I am. I think we may have cheated ourselves last time. We didn't stay as long as we had planned, and there wasn't really any snow. This time, there should still be snow on the ground, and we are planning a 7-day stay. We purchased a larger tent, and have been getting things in order for this time. In the way of birthdays this month, we simply went out to Incredible Pizza, watched movies and played in the arcade for Mason's bday and we had a small family fish-fry for Gary. Gary had ACO school this week, and he wanted me to go with him. So, I stayed in the hotel and scrapbooked and played on the computer while he was in class, and we just enjoyed each others company without the interruption of children. The stayed with Papa, and experienced life without mom and dad for a week. They did well, but by today, we were all ready to be reunited again. We made it back, safe and sound, without incidents. I guess that catches things up. Hopefully, it won't be 2 months before I get back on here.

She's growing up!

She lost her first tooth today. Can I just say that this makes me a little sad. I am not ready for her to grow up yet. Losing her tooth is just one more thing that confirms she is growing up. It all seems to have happened so fast. Where did my tiny little "Coda" go? Where is the little girl who was so small that people were amazed when she began walking, thinking she was to young to walk because of her size. It's official, my baby isn't a baby anymore....but you know what, she came to me and said "Even when I'm a teenager mommy, I'll still be your baby!" She still has a way of melting my heart even if she is growing up.

Help me tell their story!

For some time now I have been seeking God's guidance and direction in regards to how I could honor and glorify Him using my talents. After the recent passing of my niece, I was asked to create a scrapbook for her mom. Until that time, I really hadn't realized just how important a legacy I was involved in. I have been scrapbooking for 9 years now. With the pieces being revealed to me a little at a time, the picture is starting to form. I see how I can use my talents now. I am starting a Nursing Home Ministry. The plans are to seek out the stories of the elders before they leave this world. It's common knowledge that most people in a nursing home are on a limited budget and are most likely there because they can no longer care for themselves. I am seeking donations or contributions for scrapbook supplies for this ministry. I have been in touch with several major scrapbook manufacturers, and of the ones that have replied, none are able or willing to donate. But I am not going to let that stop me. I have posted a thread on www.Tallyscrapper.com and on www.twopeasinabucket.com and a few of the ladies there have been so kind and gracious as to donate from there personal supplies. May God bless them for there efforts. With plans to visit at least monthly, those supplies won't last forever. I know that God will supply according to His riches in His time, even if that means I am only able to sit down with a spiral notebook and write their stories as the tell me.

If you want to assist with this ministry, contact me and I will send you the necessary information, and if you aren't sure how you can contribute, simply PRAY for this ministry.

Hand-picked for the Master's bouquet!

This is a photo of my niece that passed today. She is 2 in the photo, but her features haven't changed since. She went home to be with the Lord. It is bittersweet. I am sad that I won't see her anymore, and I can only imagine what her mother must be feeling at this time of great loss, but I take comfort in knowing that she is in heaven, frolicking like little girls do as she crawls up in God's lap and says "It's beautiful here, I am so glad to be here." I picture here asking God to take away mommy's sadness.

At about 3 weeks old, she was diagnosed with myoclonicendocephalopothy, basically a seziure disorder. The doctors told us that she would not live beyond 2 years and that she would always be in a vegetative state. We have been blessed with her for 4 1/2 years in all.

After her diagnosis, I wrote a poem that I would read when this day came. Even though she was disabled, and we knew this day would come, you just can't prepare yourself for what you have to face.

The poem reads: A MEETING WAS HELD QUITE FAR FROM EARTH: IT'S TIME AGAIN FOR ANOTHER BIRTH. SAID THE ANGEL TO THE LORD ABOVE; A SPECIAL CHILD NEEDS MUCH LOVE, HER PROGRESS MAY BE VERY SLOW; ACCOMLISHMENTS SHE MAY NOT EVER SHOW. SHE'LL REQUIRE EXTRA CARE FROM ALL THE FOLKS SHE'LL MEET DOWN THERE. SHE MAY NOT RUN OR LAUGH OR PLAY; HER THOUGHTS MIGHT SEEM QUITE FAR AWAY. IN MANY WAYS SHE WON'T ADAPT AND SHE'LL ME KNOWN AS HANDICAPPED. SO LET'S BE CAREFUL WHERE SHE'S SENT FOR WE WANT HER LIFE TO BE CONTENT. PLEASE LORD, FIND THE FAMILY WHO WILL DO THIS SPECIAL JOB FOR YOU. THEY MAY NOT REALIZE RIGHT AWAY; THE LEADING ROLE THEY ARE ASKED TO PLAY. BUT WITH THIS CHILD SENT FROM ABOVE, COMES STRONGER FAITH AND RICHER LOVE. AND SOON THEY'LL KNOW THE PRIVILEDGE GIVEN IN CARING FOR THEIR GIFT FROM HEAVEN. FOR THIER PRECIOUS CHARGE SO MEEK AND MILD IS HEAVENS OWN......VERY SPECIAL CHILD

Not so Redneck after all

I did this bridal photo shoot today. I loaded the photos and then began looking through them, and I was surprised at myself. I am shocked that I actually took the pictures. I mean, they look like some expensive professional photographer took them. I have been professionally taking pictures now for about 3.5 years, but I mostly do families, kids, and seniors...I haven't really ever done much in the way of glamour.
More than feeling good about my work, I am just so pleased to have had such a wonderfully pleasing shoot. I mean, lots of times, folks want things so perfect that they stress over every little detail. and that stress, stresses me out. This bride was perfect. She was sweet, and easy-going, very down to earth. If all photo shoots were that easy, I might be inclined to do them more often. Truth is, I am nervous every time I have a new client. I worry if they will be pleased, or will I be able to accommodate their needs or wants. I so did not have that worry today. Look at the results:

the Lighthouse

Wednesday night, we attended a gospel concert performed by the FAITHFUL QUARTET at Pine Grove Baptist Church. They sang beautifully, but the greatest victory was the one soul that came to know JESUS. How glorious an occasion for this man to turn his life of to Jesus. Afterwards, we enjoyed good old-fashioned Christian fellowship. Of course there was food. Thursday night we went to Mimms Baptist Church in Conroe for their annual bible conference. This was the 2nd year we have been able to go, and I tell you...the music and the messages are so wonderful and God-filled, that you can't help but to be on fire for the Lord. Like a lighthouse, you want to be a shining light for others that they might see Jesus in you. Brother Herb Reavis was one of the two preachers tonight, and he delivered a message so powerful, and so honest. You can see Jesus oozing out of his poors. I pray that all christians would be like that. I want to reek of Jesus. I want to be like a lighthouse, so that others can see Jesus in me.

One Word

I was on Tallyscrapper looking at all the art journals and this months prompt for the journal entry is one word. What one word are you? What one word do you aspire to be? Give us you in one word. Someones one word was confidence, and anothers was willpower. Someone else's was free and yet another person's is strength. This got me to thinking...what would my one word be. After careful consideration, I decided my one word would be JESUS. I want to be like Jesus. I want Jesus to be what others see in me. But more than that, I want Jesus to be the center or my life. I want Jesus to be the controlling force in my life. I want to let go of the little things and hand them over to Jesus. I trust Jesus with the big things, now I need to let Jesus have the little things. The little things are what chip away at my heart and soul a piece at a time. How come I haven't already surrendered those things to Jesus. How come I feel like Jesus has so much to do that He wouldn't have time for my little things. Jesus has to be Lord of all or He can't be Lord at all. The fact is, Jesus is Lord of all, wether or not we know or believe it. Beliving it or not doesn't change the facts.

BINGO

Most people celebrate New Year by partying the new year in and then party on New Year's Day. Cabbage, black eye peas and cornbread is the holiday meal tradition. The old wives tale is that those foods will bring you good fortune for the year.

Well, I have never been one to go with the flow. I am always creating my own mold. Sometimes that is not so good, but most of the time its great. Last night, my family and I went to church and listened to a few messages and then fellowshipped with each other until 10:30 or so. I had plans of scrapping the new year in after we got back home, but the kids were still up. We decided to teach them how to play "UNO". A game that they should be able to understand and keep up with now that they all know thier colors and numbers. It was the funniest thing, at the end of our example round, Dakota was the first one to get down to one card. Before we started, we had explained that they would have to say "uno" when they got down to the one card or they would have to draw extra cards. She remembered that she was supposed to say it, but instead of uno she proudly proclaimed "bingo". We all laughed. I can begin to tell you how excited the kids were to make Gary and I draw cards or skip by us.

Today, we are preparing a feast. Although it is not the traditional one. Instead we are Bar-b-quing. The brisket and sausage are on the pit now, and the potatoes are being prepared for the potato salad. What bar-b-que meal would be complete without a glass of sweet iced tea.

Oh, I almost forgot. Resolutions are a common part of the new year celebration for most as well. I have really never been one to make resolutions. I don't really know why, I just haven't. I always hear people talk about how they make resolutions that are broken just about as fast as they are made. In a rebellious manner, I decided to gain 10 pounds. I figure that if the opposite of your resolution usually happens, then I was a shoe in to actually lose some weight this year.

scrappers block

So, I have been over at tallyscrapper.com during the cybercrop, and I have been smacked down with the scrapper's block...not because there isn't any inspiration....it's quite the contrary....you see, I see all of the great talent and I am just overwhelmed.....it kinda feels like stage fright...and the ladies there are so great...very encouraging too actually,....trying desparetly to help me lift this scrappers block.....I think its finally nudging....either that or we have chipped away at it enough until I was finally able to create something.....my new blog header......what do you think....do you hear the block cracking.....Thanks tallyscrappers for you help......check out the creativity of tallyworld for youself

creative genius

Today was a rather good day. We had our Christmas play at church this evening. I wrote and directed the play this year. I am glad that others are finally noticing my talents and giving me the opportunity to use them. The idea of the creative genius actually comes from the tallyscrapper website. It is the subtitle under my username. It feels kinda nice, even if everyone else has the same subtitle. This has really been a great crafty year for me...I have completed over 200 scrapbook layouts, over 50 cards, more than a dozen altered items, including 4 paint cans. I have had lots of fun planning parties. We had movie night at the church and I used the decorations from Dakota's Movie theme birthday for it. We had a candy cane Christmas ladies party and I even brought the devotional and we exchanged homemade gifts as a result of a suggestion I made. I really enjoy that we went caroling for the first time ever. Words cannot express the joy that brings for both those participating and those receiving. Earlier this year, I hosted an Elvis concert live in our backyard for Mason's birthday. Alot of the decorations and the invitations and the food is all carefully planned and thought out to match the theme.

round and round

Round and round we go, where we stop, nobody knows....Life is flying by...with so much going on, I barely have time to get online anymore. Between working at the school and now working at the picture studio, and with church activities and football season, and with my Close to my Heart business, and my creative extras that I am making (cards and altered paint cans..I have 2 orders pending right now) and planning the photography for a wedding in about 2.5 months...and the holidays quickly approaching....are you dizzy yet? I am, my head is spinning, barely within control. I hope it doesn't sound like I am complaining, because I really do enjoy the blissful chaos. It's a sign that life is in full swing, and that I am involved in making it all happen, that I am not just sitting back and letting it pass me by. This photo is from the fair and rodeo, but I think it is a very good indication of how my life is going on right now. Have you ever been there? (busy, I mean)

Days gone by....

SEE MY SPIRIT CAN

My goodness, where has the time gone...it seems like it was just last week that I posted to my blog. I just looked at the date and realized it has been nearly a month. I have been so busy with school starting and doing some substituting. For the past 4 Saturday's, I have been doing something scrapbook related, 3 of them were shows for my Close to my Heart stuff. I have had an amazing month in sells. I hope to keep it up. I don't plan on getting rich, I just want to support my habit. My dh is telling me I need a 12-step program for my scrapbooking addiction. How funny is that? Seriously, I have had a blast, going and selling product, and being able to use the discount to purchase my own stuff. I created my first altered paint can. I made it into a "spirit can" to be filled with your hearts desire. I have taken orders for a few and I have placed and example in the office at the high school to sell some for the homecoming game. Kids always like to show their spirit during that time, especially if we have a winning team. This year has been proven to be an improvement. I have been so impressed with the simple fact that we haven't fumbled the ball yet. In the past we have been notorious for doing that very thing. I know that as sure as I say that we haven't, tonight we will.

the first of many

This is the first of many pictures to come as a result of our vacation to Rocky Mt. National Park. This picture was taken as we were driving into Colorado at daybreak. We left on Sunday afternoon and arrived at the Colorado border at 6:00 am. As daybreak began, I snapped multiple photos just to see what I might get. I am so not a morning person, as in I don't get up very easily when its early. The thing is, I was still awake from the day before. We drove straight through, I drove while Gary slept, and then vice versa. He took over about 5:30 am, and I waited for the sun to come up before I took my naptime. I was so amazed at how beautiful the sunrise was. I can hardly believe I was able to capture just a smidgen of its beauty in this shot. Tell me, what do you think about it?

They wrapped me in foil.

I was so excited to obtain these photos from mom. She gave me the negatives and I was able to have prints made from them. It is amazing to be able to look back at these pictures of my own infancy and see into a time that I can't even recall. I have always heard that a picture is worth a thousand words. Now I can see why. These pictures bring back memories of my own children. I have seen the same expressions on my babies faces before.
These photographs reveal to me something else as well. I can see my parents as a happy couple. Unfortunately, I can't remember my parents that way. What I do remember is a lot of fussing and arguing, and often physical altercations. It is pleasing to know that they were very much in love once upon a time.
Looking back over these pictures reminds me a story that my great-grandmother shared with me a couple of times before she passed away. I never got tired of her telling me how she saved my life when I was born. She would say to me, "Gina, you know when your moma was just about to have you she called me because I was the only one home. I rushed right over, and when I got there I realized that we didn't have time to wait on no Dr. to get there. Your moma was crying and fussing and I held you up and asked her, 'what are you crying for?' I have the baby right here. " She would go on to say that the first ambulance got lost, the second ambulance ran off in the ditch and I was born before the third ambulance showed up. I was born at home. Granny wrapped me in a blanket and then aluminum foil to keep me warm and the three of us waited for the third ambulance. Mom once showed me the scissors that were used to cut my umbilical cord. Apparently the paramedics dropped them on the floor while they were there and mom found them when returned home after having gone to the hospital. I wish that I could still hear granny tell me that story.

Boredom ~ an insult to one's self

The kids made me laugh when they came running into my room this morning and my son announced ..."Introducing the Dead Ballerina"...they had gotten into a suitcase of old costumes...I made the Q of hearts for dd a few years ago...I am always telling the kids they need to use their imaginations...they surprised me by doing so...this layout is the results of their imaginations....Boredom is an insult to ones self.

proud to be a SAHM

I have been earning wages by working on one job or another since I was 16 years old. My very first job was a part-time janitor for the school district I attended. I left that job began working for our local grocery store and then I went on to work for several different convience stores. Just before my 19th birthday, I went to work for Continental Airlines. I felt like I was moving up in the world. I had a job I could be proud of and advance with. After two years, I met and married my dear husband. I felt it in our best interest at the time for me to quit. In light of the events of 9-11, I look back and think that was a wise decision. After only 3 months of being married, we discovered we were going to become parents. When my oldest child was born, I was able to be at home with him everyday. After a little while, I began feeling like I was missing something and after 6 months of being a parent, I decided it was time to go back to work. With only 3 hours of college, my options were slim. I lived in a rural area, so jobs weren't as plentiful as they had been around the city, and I didn't really want to go backwards from where I had been with my career already. The highest paying job even remotely close was with the Department of Criminal Justice. So, I went through the process and became a Correctional Officer (that's a politically correct way of saying Prison Guard). After a short time there, I discovered I was expecting blessing number two. During this pregnancy, I experienced much sickness and I quit for the sake of my unborn child. When she was about 3 months old, I went to work part time at a fabric store. I did a little of everything from customer service to stocking and cleaning. I felt as though I had more potential than that, so I went back to work for the DOC. When I discovered I was expecting blessing number three, I decided it was time for me to take on a clerical position. Even though it was a little less money, I could still work to help support our family and I wouldn't have to do such laborous work. It became increasingly difficult for both dear hubby and I to work full time and be able to maintain much of a family life with two small infants at home and one more on the way. I didn't feel as though I should have to quit (now I have learned how selfish that was on my part) at the time, so dear hubby became the domestic engineer. He continued doing that for the next four years. I on the other hand, went back to work after maternity leave. Two and a half years later, I decided to pursue a career in a field I had always dreamed of. Photography. I worked as a photographer for the next year and a half, I work for two different major portrait studio retailers. I felt that if I ever wanted to keep my love of photography, I had better get out before I grew to dislike it entirely. I simply did not like being forced to take the same pictures the same way all the time. I wanted more than that. So, when I left there I went back to a field that I had at least some expierence in. I became a telelcommunications operator for our local sheriff's office. I worked there and really enjoyed the job itself. It was very high-paced and rewarding in a sense that I could actually see my accomplishments after a days work. You must understand, it took me a while to see the political side to the job. When it began rearing its ugly head, I couldn't consciously continue to be a part of the drama. I had given above and beyond myself and I finally realized that if would never matter just how much I gave, they were going to take that and more from me. Once again, I left yet another job. Here I am four months into my job as a Stay at home Mom (SAHM) and I couldn't be happier. I don't know how long I will keep this job due to finances, but I can't think of anything else I would rather be doing. I never realized how much I missed and how rewarding (and yes trying, but what job isn't at times) that this job is. If I don't get to keep this job, I will learn to cope with that too, but I will always cherish and be proud of the time I have spent as a SAHM.

Artist Trading Card

This is an arstist trading card I created for a swap on TallyScrapper.com. The pattern paper on the back is from the floral tapestry line of close to my heart. On the front, I painted it and then place bubble wrap on the paint while it was still wet to give it texture. The front says: These things I hold {close to my heart} and when you flip it open to the inside it contains the things that are close to my heart. God, family, church, crafts, scrapbooking, reading, photography, internet, movies, friends, sleeping, rain, eating out, holidays, planning parties, being creative, traveling, and giving tallypoints to my secret sister.

the MEASURE of a MAN

Oh I say the measure of a man Is not how tall you stand How wealthy or intelligent you are' Cause I found out the measure of a man God knows and understand For He looks inside to the bottom of your heart And what's in the heart defines The measure of a man...this is the Chorus from "The Measure of a Man" by ~ 4Him...this photo reminds me of how He looks when he prays.

WARNING ~ very graphic

I did this layout for a challenge at TallyScrapper.com. I was challenged to create a layout about my Passion. While I knew what my passion was, I had a little harder time deciding just how I was going to scrap it. I used scripture from Romans 3:10, 6:23, and 10:13. The photos were taken in San Antonio at the Wax Museum. They portray Jesus' life just before and after the resurrection.

WANTED

the journaling reads: WANTED for Stealing Hearts...CHARGED WITH bein' cute as a critter (easy to look at), grinnin' like 'possums (smiling), an' goin' hog wild (having a good time)...SENTENCED to a lifetime of smoochin' an' wallerin' (kisses and hugs)...REWARD can't gitta 'nuff for'em (priceless)

adOrable

Isn't she simply adorable! My youngest dd at age 4.5 ... the journaling is about her and how she is turning into a little girl how she is no longer a toddler...daisy d's girl kit..flowers are from other source (started out yellow, I painted them a pretty metallic pink ...rose stickers are from sandy clough sticker line...love them...have had them for a long time...and used them before, and used them again here....oh, I used a sketch from pagemaps...YOU HAVE CAPTURED MY HEART!

FIRST TIME EVER

It's not really a big secret, but this layout tells about something I have done for the First time ever! The journaling reads: This is the first time ever tat I have seen my side profile and not been uneasy about it. I have never been very pleased with the way I look. I don't really dwell on it, but I have never liked to see pictures of myself. This is on I don't mind seeing again. Title is from old sticker stock I have and flourishes are from ctmh. I rarely ever use solid white background paper as it reminds me of my creative memories days...but I have seen a few in the gallery lately, and decided to give this a shot. The photo was taken by my husband on our son's first grade field trip. I was sitting in the front seat talking to his teacher and he snapped it without me knowing. It's a little blurry, but I used it anyway.

HIGH on the HOG

Even though there is only one 4-wheeler here in the pictures, we actually own four of them. One belongs to papa, one to dad, one is mine, and the other belongs to you kids! In these pictures, you kids were test driving it...to see if you could handle it and to see how well you respected it! Owning four 4-wheelers and being able to ride and drive for yourselves, really seemed like you were living "HIGH on the HOG"! You might also say living in luxury.

Stumped

I have been stumped lately. I have so many pictures and I just don't know which one to post. I guess for now I can just update the post and not include a picture. My sister wants me to take pictures of her and my nephew, so I will be doing that soon. I am waiting on an order from close to my heart to arrive. I ordered some more scrapbooking goodies (like I need anymore). I am also waiting on some books to arrive from amazon.com. I ordered four books that I can barely wait to begin reading. I accomplished a few pages over the last few days. Sometimes the creative juices flow, and other times the get stopped up. Maybe I'll post one of them tomorrow.

"But she's only 6!"

When I gaze at this photo, I look at it and think "But she's only 6!" It looks as if someone has hit fastforward and with such somberness she looks like a teenager caught somewhere between childhood playfulness and adult responsibility. To tell you the truth, I am not sure why I took this shot. I think it was because she had her shades on. What I do know is that we were alone together (which is rare) and she was riding home from a crop with me. This is not really a common look for her as she is almost always smiling or giggling. I just want to hold on to this moment even after the time that my premonition passes.

a piece of something BIGGER

As I have began to age, I have gained some clarity on things in life. I look at things differently now, compared to how I seen them at earlier stages in my life. I am quickly approaching the big 30. I heard something a few years back that has really stuck with me. It came during a period at New Hope Missionary Baptist Church when we were without pastoral leadership. We had a visiting preacher come and give a sermon. In the message he made an analogy about how the life on an individual is like a piece of a puzzle and how God was the puzzlemaster. He pointed out that a person may not be able to see teh whole picture until its complete and that you (or I) may be the piece that God is placing into its spot or you may be the piece laid over to the side upside down until God is ready to use you. Just because you are resting, that doesn't mean you are not important. One piece affects another and so on. Without you, the picture would be incomplete.

she'll be 7 soon

It's hard for me to believe that it has been nearly 7 years since my first little girl was born. I remember the whole thing like it was just yesterday. It's funny how fast time flies...how you live each day one at a time and yet still somehow we don't see the time disappearing. Sometimes it's a little scary thinking about what the future might bring. About how blessed the passed time has been, with few bumps along the way. My prayer is that we continue to allow God to be the leader and allow his light to shine ahead on the path before us.

It's that time of year again

The time of year for our annual family photo. It has been a year since we had one taken. I have had such a hard time trying to decide how I want to do this years picture. I would really like to have an outdoor picture done of our family. But finding a photographer in this area to do outdoor portraits has been difficult. I don't need a million different poses, just a few poses of the family together. I have more pictures of the kids than I am able to shake a stick at. I am hoping that we get a good enough shot to make a poster print to put above a fireplace mantel when I have one. This photograph here was last years family picture. We were all dressed up like we were from the 50's. We had just had our family reunion a few weeks earlier, and we had had a 50's theme. So I thought it would be nice to have our family photo taken with a "twist" ... no pun intended.

The REAL Me

This layout is more about the story rather than the picture....The journaling reads: This is the real me. The me who goes to work, runs errands, attends church and hangs out around the house. This is not the me I take to meet new people or to see long lost friends. No, for those occasions, I pull out the hair straightner, put on make-up and jewelry, and perfume and don my best attire. I tell myself it's because I feel more confident and put together when I spend time getting ready, and that's partly true. But deep down, I know that I'm trying to make a good impression. Funny thing is, most people are comfortable with the pony-tail me. She's the one Gary fell in love with. She's the one my closest friends know bet. So why have I never liked her? Who knows the reason. Maybe it's because she's unpredictable and still learning who she is. Maybe she's a little too real. But things are changing. I'm learning to accept that she's not perfect, and I'm beginning to see her otential. Truth is, I think she's growing on me!.....I used a journaling boost from simple scrapbooks magazine...the hearts and flowers came from my secret sis...who ever she is....I painted one heart and highlighted some of the journaling...the part where "She's the one Gary fell in love with"....and I covered the other heart with pattern paper...The flowers across the top also came form my secret sis.....I don't take photos of myself often...this particular one is over 2 years old...that is my dear son in the photo with me...but there ya have it folks...THE REAL ME!

JESUS Walked on the Water

This week during VBS, one of the lessons was about how Peter had faith enough to step out of the boat and walk toward Jesus on the water. As Peter stepped out, he walked on the water only a few steps before he began to loose his focus on Jesus. As Peter began to sink, he cried out to the Lord, "Save me". We learned to put our faith in Jesus, and he would save us as well.

huge success

This year's VBS is turning out to be a huge success. This was a group shot taken at the end of the first night. Everyone is having a great time, TAKING THE PLUNGE, and MAKING A SPLASH WITH JESUS! The children are learning the SPLASH POINT at almost every station they stop at and they are enjoying snacks and games and even crafts. Even now, they are beginning to sing the theme song when they here it. I appreciate all of the people who have stepped-up and helped this year. We have had an average of 5 visitors a night. God is so good. I am so thankful that God has allowed such a huge success. My heart is spilling over with joy.

This is one of the kids' favorite things to do. We were getting ready to go to a ball game, when we took the 4 wheelers out for a few minutes to run them a little. If they set up to much, its not to good for the mechanics of the engine.

This was the first time that the kids were allowed to ride without an adult on board. They did very well, I was afraid that they may not respect it enough. I was gladly surprised to see they did fine.

LEAVING TRACKS

I took this picture back in February. I actually did an entire photo shoot of all the kids on the tracks. This one in particular happened to be one of my favorites from the shoot. This picture is unilateral. It makes you look forward to where you might go and backward to where you've been all at the same time. I am glad I am here to see him leaving tracks.

DOUBT

I DOUBT I WILL EVER ...be skinny, be published in a magazine, own a frame house, make enough money, or have a good relationship with my sisters, BUT one thing I know for sure is that I am a child of the KING, and one day I will inherit HIS kingdom.

I did this layout for a challenge. It is a 6x6, which was part of the challenge. I had to create a layout in a different size than normal and to include some of my doubts. I could include a lot more of my doubts, but there isn't enough room for that.

splash zone

Today we officially kicked off our Vacation Bible School with our Splash Zone pre-registration event. We had approximately 25 people in attendance. The children really enjoyed the new water-slide. After playing on it for quite a while, the kids played on the slip and slide and in the wading pool and the sprinkler. We even had a water balloon fight. At one point everyone aimed at the pastor until he was soaked. After playing on the water-slide some more, we then brought out the water guns, and the kids continued to have fun. All in all, I would say that everyone had a blast and we are so excited to be starting VBS on Monday.

This photograph was taken of Dakota on the new water-slide. The expression pictured here was mirrored in all the kids faces today. And it was an impossibility to not get wet today. Although I tried not to get wet, I ended up that way a little....but I didn't get soaked.

The Reason Why

Today's picture shows you the reason why I am so busy lately, and the big event itself is upon us now. Starting Saturday with our splash zone event VBS kick-off .... it is officially here...So I may be a little too busy to stop and post a picture a day, but I am going to make a noble effort to try to get it done.

PRIDE and JOY

This is my pride and joy...although they are commonly referred to as chaos, mayhem, and trouble...in that order. This photo was taken back in March. We were on our way to New Salem Church just outside of Henderson, TX in the view of a call as pastor. The experience was great, but we both felt like that's not what God had in store for us. So, we are still seeking his will. Anyway, this is one of my recent favorite snapshots of the kids. I love the candidness displayed in this picture. The smiles on their faces are all natural. And believe you me when I tell you it is difficult to get a picture that they are all happy in at the same time. I can't tell you the number of times that I have tried to snap pictures of them and I have 2 perfect kids in 5 frames and in the 6th frame, when the 3rd child finally cooperates, one of the other 2 have finally grown weary....it happens that way nearly everytime.

Little Space, Lots of Time

Today's photo of choice is of my scrapbooking space. This is my area...and I must tell you, it is a restricted area....highly off limits to anyone of the opposite gender or to creatures under 5 foot tall. That means that my dear husband and my lovely children aren't allowed. Don't get me wrong, they are expected to stand on the other side of my table and ooh and awe over my "mad" creation when it reaches completion. Even though the space is small, I spend lots of time in it.

I have began teaching my kids how to scrapbook, but I am somewhat reserved in putting my all into it for them, I fear that they too will end up like me. When I am not in my space, I can be caught gandering about what I will be doing when I get back there. If by some rare coincidence I hit a creative block, I turn around to the computer and begin looking at other peoples work, or writitng. I have found that writing is pretty awesome. Most especially when it is free flowing. Sometimes it doesn't always make sense, and sometimes I have to rearrange the order of my toughts. But the amazing thing to me is that I have them recorded and if I scrapbook from my writing and use pictures to back it up, WOW! I end up with much more powerful layouts.

Speaking about scrapbooking though, I am really peeved by someone who pretends to show interest in it. You know the type I am talking about. They are the ones that will be flipping through the pages in your albums while holding a conversation with you and never actually looking at the page before they flip it. Now I have been around long enough to know that not everyone enjoys scrapbooking the way I do. Can I help it if they are mentally challenged in that way. They should come with some kind of warning label. One that says something like "I'm not interested!" Then I would know not to waste my time sharing my albums with them.

Really, I think the reason I scrapbook is for that dreadful day that the nest is empty. I want something tangible to put my hands on and look at that will keep the memories fresh and alive. Sure, its bound to bring tears to my eyes, looking back on days gone by, but I think it will keep me counting my blessings for things past, present, and future. One of my greatest fears is losing my memory. I truly believe, memories make us who we are. What we learn from them, guide us like the a compass and a map. Memories prepare us for what lies ahead.

Young Love

Today's photo is from one of my professional shoots. It is one of my favorite photographs because of the emotion that was captured int it. Who would have known that now, a little more than a year later, these two young people would promise themselves to each other for a lifetime. A young man of great patience, patience enough to wait two years to take her hand in marriage. A young lady of great morals, morals enough to save herself for that time. I think they both need our prayers to keep what love they have for each other forever. Our prayers to protect that love from worldly evils. When I look at this photo, I see so much more than two people in love. I see two people as easy going and laid back as a t-shirt and a nice comfy pair of jeans. I see two people who put each other ahead of themselves. I see two people, knowing that hard times will come, and also knowing they have each other and more importantly they have God. I know that if they continue to allow God to lead their lives...they will go on to do great things for Him. I have certainly been blessed by them both.

An Officer and a Gentleman

Interesting to think about it that way I guess. Dear hubby (Gary) is an Animal Control Officer, hence the officer part and well I will try to explain the gentleman part. You see, he is slow to anger and very considerate of me. The only thing he cares more about than me is God. He is hopelessy devoted to me. And honestly, I wouldn't want it any other way.

He surrendered to the ministry almost two years ago, and while we don't know exactly what God has in store for us yet, we are willing with open hearts. You see, Gary lacks self-confidence, except when he is ministering to others about Christ's plan. This photo here was taken only a month after he had surrendered. I will be the first to tell you, he had never worn anything other than jeans and a t-shirt until this time. He even wore jeans to our wedding. But in all fairness, I must tell you that he did wear a collared shirt and tie at our wedding. That photo is altoghether for another day. Other than how nice he looked in the suit, the thing I see in this picture is confidence. Perhaps tomorrows picture will show our pride and joy.

a picture a day

Now that I know how to post photos on my blog, I would like to post a photo a day. One reason I want to do this is because it will help me make a post everyday. I will at least have to tell you about the photo at minimum. So today's picture is going to be one of my most recent photos of me. Enjoy it, because I spend 98% of my time behind the camera. That means there aren't many photos of me. I really, really, really dig scrapbooking, and everything that comes with it, so this photo is one of me at the Alamo during our recent trip to San Antonio. I took the magazine along for the trip and it was in my handbag. When my dear hubby (whom maybe I will picture tomorrow) wanted to take my photo, I cringed. I really don't like pictures of me, and especially if I am not looking my best. I have however come to realize, that the me I don't like in photos is the real me. T-shirt, jeans and a ponytail, yep that's me. Not very pretty, but I have a big heart and a sparkling personality. If you take time to get through the outer layer, you might just find that out. Sorry, didn't mean to get on the soap box there. Back to the photo a day thing...I think you will enjoy so check back tomorrow to see what I have.

Don't park in your comfort zone!

Here is the lesson I have been led to bring to the WMA today...I have never taught adults before, much less bringing a devotional type lesson to a group of more spiritually mature women than myself, but when a volunteer was needed, I felt that God was telling me to do it, so here is what I've gotten peace to deliver. Maybe I will post later and tell you how it went.

OPEN: First thing I'd like us to do is switch sides of the room. At least changes seats, sit somewhere you have never sit before. (allow time for them to move) I realize this doesn't make you happy, but I need your help by doing this to open my lesson point. (after they have all settled back down) I'd like for you to fold your arms, whatever comes natural. Now switch them, ... (pause and allow them to switch)...feels kind of weird doesn't it? You can uncross your arms. Now I want you to hand your bible to the person on your right. (allow time for trade) Are you getting irratated with me yet? (if they are complaining already then mention that you can tell they are irratated already. If I were in your seat I would be questioning the reasoning behind this nonsense already....
I haven't asked you to do anything that would harm you; Yet you are not comfortable with these actions I've asked of you. Most of you wish by now, that Sis. Kristy were standing here instead of me. At this point I know you are all ready for me to move on to the lesson. These actions, and you reactions, bring me to my point today. "DON'T PARK IN YOUR COMFORT ZONE!'
- Take oysters for example, they provide such beautiful pearls, but look at the irratation and DISCOMFORT they endure to produce those pearls.
- here's another example - DIETING - I am sure each of us in this room at some point or another have dieted....think back to that time.....what happened if or when you hit a plateau...You had to change things, you had to sacrafice additional foods, or exercise more....you had to get out of your COMFORT ZONE
- Or, how about an athlete,....records don't get broken by doing the same thing over and over....Gold medals aren't won without extra effort and DISCOMFORT in pushing themselves further than they have been before
- Here's an example I can tell you from personal expierence...and most of you in this room could as well...I have children, and darling as they are, the process in which they got here certainly was out of my COMFORT ZONE...But can I tell you that the rewards have so been worth the DISCOMFORT
There are COMFORT ZONES in our Christianity too...Many times as Christians, we find our niche and settle into it....never to be moved or stretched again....Don't get me wrong,... There is nothing wrong with finding a place, a position, a task or activity that we are well suited to and doing it very well, but if we never even look beyond it, we very well my be missing the fullness of joy Christ has for us in serving Him and His kingdom. As Christs church, we need to reach beyoun the walls of the church building and really let our relationship with Christ shine through us in every aspect of our lives. If you were accused of being a Christian, would there be enough evidence to convict you?
All to often, we miss the opportunity to experience God's power at work in us because we're not willing to let Him have control....We won't surrender or own plans, our hopes and dreams....We don't want to do anything that might jeopardize our families, our careers, our lifestyles or our sense of COMFORT
Somehow we can't bring ourselves to step out of our COMFORT ZONES unless we have all the answers up front... unless we know how everything will turn out from the start....we are reluctant to obey....we want some sort of guarantee...we want to know that it will stay within our COMFORT ZONES
Over and over again, we read about men and women in the bible who did great things for God,,,notice I didn't say great men and women....but men and women who did great things...Do you know what they had in common...Each one of them had a big Heart for God, like Nehemiah. (Read Nehemiah 1:1-11)
I'd encourage you to read the entire story of Nehemiah. But today, there's one chapter of his life that I'd like to focus on....when Nehemiah took a step out of his comfort zone and made an eternal difference for God. Nehemiah was a displaced Jew living a long way from Jerusalem....He had risen to prominence as the cupbearer to the king and he lived quite a COMFORTABLE life in the king's palace....he was living the good life....
One fateful day, some Jewish friends of his returned from a jaunt to Jerusalem.....he asked them a question that ended up changing his life..."How is it with the people of Jerusalem"? The news was not good...When he heard this, it was like a shot to the solar plexus...It buckled him...It swept him off his feet and onto his knees!...He began to cry out to God....but not simply for a moment...He prayed for months before God showed him what to do! Nehemiah knew what God was doing in his heart....He knew God wanted him to go back to Jerusalem and rebuild the wall....He could have chosen to stay in his COMFORT ZONE...he could have continued to live in luxury...but Nehemiah's heart was with God....


I believe God is doing that same thing in the hearts of His people today. That includes you and I. He's stirring our hearts to do something for His glory....You don't have to be a pastor, a missionary, or a super-spiritual star...just take a look at me....All you have to do is have a heart for God...and a willingness to get out of your COMFORT ZONE ...I certainly am not in my COMFORT ZONE standing here in front of you ladies, but when God pricked my heart, well I figured who was I to refuse....
(read Isaiah 30:21) Wether we turn to the right or to the left, our ears will hear a voice behind us, saying "This is the way, walk in it" We just have to start listening to that voice. (read Isaiah 28:26) God instructs us and teaches us the right way. He has a plan and a path for each of us, but we must make the decision to get beyond being COMFORTABLE in our Chrisianity and decide to live as Jesus did!
Even though we "Step out of our COMFORT ZONE" to be in the will of God, we still face trying moments....With that being said, may this thought be the one that sticks with you and encourages your heart: It is Great to be where God wants you!
I pose this question to you....What is your COMFORT ZONE?....it may be that God is calling you to another area of the Ministry other than where you are presently... It may be that you need to sacrifice something that you really enjoy but you know it is God's will (emphatic: It will be worth it!)
Jesus' methods to get you and I out of our COMFORT ZONES and watch over our lives are often NOT the way we would do it, but Obedience to God's ways will bring about His desired Results and Fruits in our lives...Whatever God tells us to do that affects our COMFORT ZONES, ... it is for the greater good of us and the body of Christ...God is not telling us to get out fo our COMFORT ZONES to make our lives miserable....He is telling us to get out of our COMFORT ZONES so that He can do a fresh work in our life.
There are people all around us that Jesus loves and died for who have yet to receive the marvelous gift of Salvation! Lets look at Matthew 28:18-20. (read it) It is our responsibility as Christians to share that gift with everyone we can reach, just as the Bible tells us. We really are to be evangelists everyday....living by the Word and Jesus' example....Our Saviour certainly stepped out of His COMFORT ZONE when He suffered the awful agony and died on the Cross! If you were accused of being a Christian, would there be enough evidence to convict you?....You may have to step out of your COMFORT ZONE to be convicted...
If you sense God is leading you "out of your COMFORT ZONE" and whatever that means for you, ..... be obedient to Him........If thats where God wants you, its the best place to be!

picture test

I wanted to post a photo and I am not sure how, so I am using this post to try it out. This particular picture is a layout from my 2007 album. The pictures on this layout were from our trip to Galveston Beach for dad's birthday. I just love the wonder that shows in these photos....I love how Dakota is clining to Macy, and how Macy is happy to allow it...I like how Mason and Macy discover something new together.

I used papers and stamps from Close to my Heart products. The flip flops are random stamped on to the background paper. I like how the sailboats turned out; How the water is blue and the boats are a different color....all from one stamp....

Maybe now that I have posted a photo....I will post more often...

hmmm....been a while

Mercy, it has been quite a while since I have been able to post. We have moved back to Pop's place. I have had my first ctmh gathering. I have really been cracking down on VBS stuff trying to get everthing in order. Not to mention going to the beach for Gary's b-day and San Antonio for our Anniversary. The kids loved it. Especially the Alamo. They were a little frightened by the things in the Wax Museum. I think Pop's favorite part was the boat ride on the riverwalk.