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Yesterday, we got back from our trip to visit the grand kids. To say that me and Hallmark Man are homebodies is an understatement. It was nice to be in familiar surroundings in our own bed with our own little “fan club” (a name that Hallmark Man affectionately gave our basset hound. )

Here’s a pic of Hallmark Man and our youngest grandson, Dekoda. He is an adorable bundle of energy and questions.  He is all boy.


In this photo, he’s playing games on Grandpa’s iPhone. He loves “Talking Tom.”

In all that we did yesterday, the one thing I didn’t do was open my laptop. It was just freeing not to feel  like I had to. I am usually playing games on Facebook or doing some research or reading but I was determined not to open it.

I’ve found that when I begin to feel “obligated” to do something, it’s no longer fun.  I am referring to “fun” stuff on the computer.  I loved playing games on Facebook. I have tons of gaming friends but I even forewarned them last week that I would be taking a breather. I had to come up for air. I had gotten to the point where I was dreading going on Facebook because I had to check in with each game, return gifts, harvest crops and complete quests. It was more work than it was fun.  Time to take a break.

It is nice to be home. It is beautiful and sunny outside again.  We now have two males fighting over three hummingbird feeders.  I have cucumbers, bell peppers and tomatoes growing.  I’ve got spring fever and I am free to enjoy it.  🙂


Nothing is Evil…

Nothing is evil in and of itself, it depends on how it is used.

I was listening to Focus on the Family on the radio this morning on the way to work.  The discussion was on pornography and how many young adults are caught up in it.  They stated that it is not just a man thing anymore that women are also into internet porn, too.

It brings to mind a dear friend of mine who states that Facebook is evil.  For her, yes, it takes her back to a life she no longer wants to live.  For me, it’s no problem. I don’t get into the drama.  I post and play games.  I love Facebook.

Computers are a great source for research and sharing.  But, if used in the wrong manner, it can be an evil tool.  It does not mean that computers, by and of themselves, are evil.

All things created by God were given to us for pleasure.  We, as fallen humans, have taken what is good and turned it into evil by way of sin.

God created man, gave him the knowledge and wisdom to build things and create things with his hands.  So, if a man builds a house that is used to hide abuse, is the house evil?  Of course not.  The man chose the path he went down.  He chose evil instead of love.

My friend and I both know each other well. We know each others weaknesses and we are OK.  She can’t do Facebook.  That’s OK for her.  She knows her limits.  She likes sappy love songs from the 80’s.  I can’t do it.  I can’t read romance novels either. You know why?  It makes me discontent with my life and marriage.  That’s not OK for me.  Those books aren’t real life.  I have to stay in reality.  I am better off and Hallmark Man is better off, believe me.

Those of us who have accepted Christ as Savior, have His Spirit in us and we know by discernment and conviction how to behave.

The question is, are you listening?


God Answers Prayer

November 26, 2011 — Slept in this morning.  Got up, gave the dog a bath, got a shower and did some laundry, and did my Bible study.  Took a nap, talked to Mom a while. She’s sick.  My sister called. She is going nuts with the kids.

I am just feeling like one big void.  No emotions whatsoever.  I can’t figure out what is causing it.  No joy, no anger, no passion, nothing.  No emotions.  I hate it.  I am really wondering if I can come off Cymbalta.  I know I’ve tried before to get rid of anti-depressants and then realized I needed to be on them.  But my diet has changed and I am trying to be healthy, removing toxins from my diet and I am just can’t seem to be excited about Christmas.  We’ve got medical and bills, bills, bills.  We need groceries but are broke.  I worked my tail off this past week to make sure we had enough money but still fall short.    It’s like this every stinking year.  We are fine all through the year and BOOM! September hits and our health falls apart and we end up with uncontrollable medical bills. I wish I had help with this but Hallmark Man just exists here. He does not pay attention to the bills.

November 27, 2011 – – Didn’t sleep real good last night. I went to bed with Hallmark Man to cuddle some and laying on my left side, balancing to rub his back aggravated my leg. I ended up getting up and going to the twin bed and taking a half of a hydrocodone to ease the pain so I could sleep.

This morning, I am still in a funk. Feel like I’ve got a cloud over my head.  I did actually have a few tears so I do have a heart in there somewhere!!  I had posted last night on Facebook about my journey to health and I have a dear Christian sister in Texas that I’ve never physically met that posted under mine to remind me that my body is the temple of the Holy Spirit and why I started this journey to begin with.  I love that dear sister in Christ!  We met on MySpace and moved to Facebook.  I can’t wait to meet her in heaven.  She is so dear to me!

You know something that God made me realize the other night while I was laying in bed pondering?  Food was an idol to me.  I woke up thinking about it, obsessing about it and it is all I focused on.  It was what I lived for.  WRONG!  God alone should be Who I live for…not the food He provides.  He even fussed at the children ofIsraelto not worship His creation. Duh….sometimes I am so slow!

I just spend the last few minutes reading back through this journal.  It seems like forever and a day on a diet and nothing is happening fast enough until I look at the timeline. I actually started The Metabolic Typing Diet in early October.  It really hasn’t been that long. I can see the changes by looking back at what was happening.  Praise God for answered prayer!!  He hears me when I call.  He answers me.  He loves me.  How awesome is that!!!!

I started a new online course that I found via a friend on Facebook called Belief Changers. The actual course is The Abiding Life.  It’s learning to live by abiding in Christ’s love.  I was raised in a Christian home but in school and church, we were drilled legalism. I am trying to erase that but learning to abide in Christ and not go by “works” is hard. I still beat myself up when I miss church or don’t pray enough.  I am hoping this will get me through those thoughts.

Black Friday

When you think of “Black Friday” what comes to mind?  Of course…the Friday after Thanksgiving with all of the sales and mad-dash, crazy, early morning shopping with thousands of your closest friends…or somewhere in that vicinity.

I had a different kind of black friday and maybe you’ve been there or are there right now. 

I spent most of the day beating myself up over past failures.  The enemy wanted me black and blue and in a non-functioning capacity and for some reason, I let him.  I have been forgiven by the Lord yet I could not seem to forgive myself and let it go.  My past kept coming back again and again to haunt me.  Been there?

I didn’t do the usual “if only” chants in my mind.  It was more like spending time feeling like the biggest failure on the planet.  As a mother, I felt like I had let my kids down.  As a wife, a failure because I had not been able to help my husband provide for this family and have made poor choices along the way.  A failure as a Christian because I have let God down (not that we ever could—He knows what we are going to do before we do it and nothing surprises Him).   But yet, in my mind, that broken record of “you’re a failure” and “you’re a screw up” kept playing over and over.

This morning I kicked myself around some more.  I spent time wondering and praying and crying.  We may lose our home.  So are millions of other Americans, big deal.  It IS a big deal to me. But yet I felt so much like I was dealing with this problem alone.  My husband seemed to just go on about his day and nothing bothered him.  God didn’t seem to answer me.

I have a few close friends that know what is going on and one suggested I go to the church and ask for help.  NOT what I wanted to hear or do.  At first I thought it was pride keeping me back but it is more like shame.  After prayerful consideration, I contacted the person that is head of that department and was told there is a process to go through. OK. Got that out of the way and cried some more.

As I read posts on Facebook about shopping excursions, my heart sank more and more because I didn’t have any money to shop, much less put gas in my van for the week.  I had to borrow money from my son to pay a bill and then when I went to pick up prescriptions, they were way more than I anticipated and it just added to the stress.

My other friend seems to think that all of this has nothing to do with me and that God is dealing with someone else through this situation.  My husband?  My kids?  I don’t know.  This is such a test of trust and faith in God.  He only promised our daily bread and it is hard for me to function at that level. 

I have been trying to get a job as an administrative assistant but was told yesterday in a round about way that “no, you’re not getting one.  It’s not that easy.”  He is not going to give me an easy “fix” financially.  Sure, having a steady income every two weeks would fix a lot of things but would it increase my dependency and faith on Him?  No.  

This afternoon another friend brought an artifical  Christmas tree over for me to use since we didn’t have one. Ours had a short in it last year so I tossed it.  I didn’t have the money to buy another one.   I was having so much of a pity party that I almost didn’t put it up.  As I started going through the ornaments, memories began to flood back of previous Christmas’ and a reminder that each ornament held a special place in my heart.  My spirit began to lift and I put on some Christmas music and sang along. 

You know, I may not know what the future holds but I know WHO holds the future and in order to survive this troubling economy, I have to trust Him.  He is sovereign and He is in control.  I need to make a choice to not wig out and try to fix it myself.  I can only do so much.  But, I can pray.  I love that verse in 2 Timothy1:7 that says, “For God did not give us a spirit of fear, but of power, of love and of self-discipline.”  Isn’t God awesome?

Be blessed in the Lord!



Faith in Action

A couple of months ago, I was headed out to mow the lawn on a Sunday afternoon.  We had no money and a little gas left in the mower. Typically, it took the entire tank to cut the back and it was down to about 3/4.  I just wanted to get the back yard cut.  I prayed…hard.  Lord, please let this gas stretch and allow me to finish cutting just the back.  The back yard was the biggest part and I HATE looking out and seeing partially cut grass. It’s just one of those things that drives me nuts.  Maybe part of my OCD…who knows.  I make sure all the nooks and crannies are mowed, too.  When my kids cut it, they leave so much of that unfinished, so I just would prefer to do it myself.  As I got toward the last 1/3 of the yard, I prayed harder…Please, Lord, please!  I kept going until I was finished.  I whispered, “Thank you, Lord!” and then I opened up the cap to the gas tank. It was almost bone dry.  Only God could produce a miracle like that.  I knew it was a miracle.  I went inside and sat down and just cried. 

I cried because I really realized that God loved me enough to  help me in that seemingly small situation.  It was a huge deal to me.  I’ve mowed the grass enough to know that it takes a full tank to finish the back yard.  I even got the nooks and crannies done.  I was flying high.  I’ve heard Beth Moore say, “There ain’t no high like the Most High.”  She is so right.

I was so ecstatic about what the Lord had done for me that I posted it on Facebook to share with my friends.  It wasn’t long that I got a nasty reply from someone who thought that my “God” should have struck me with lightning for mowing on a Sunday and why in the world would He bother with stretching my gas.  My friends went on the defensive and the post got rather ugly.  I removed her as a friend.  She was a friend of a friend and I had no idea her background.

Have you ever noticed that when you have a victory, that Satan counter-attacks with something to knock you down?  He did with that post BUT the Lord can also turn that around.  He tells us that “all things” work together for good.  The lady emailed me and explained her upbringing and asked me a lot of questions about my faith.  I had the chance to share the Gospel with her. 

You know, people watch us very closely and they expect Christians to behave a certain way.  We may not always fit into that mold but we should make the most of every situation so we can share Christ with others.

Be blessed in the Lord!


Hey everybody! I have been posting on ActiveRain but neglected that duty as of late so I decided to try something else, since most of my posts were not about real estate. lol

You will find that I enjoy posting about the wonders that God does in my life as well as friends and family.  Sometimes the posts will be long, sometimes they will be short blips.  I guess that’s why I’m so addicted to Facebook because I can do short blips all day long.  I did try tweeting but just don’t “get it” as much as other avid tweeters.  I guess I love the interaction of Facebook more than I do Twitter. But if I connect them all, then I only have to worry about one, right?

As to my name? Well, I ran out of creative juices and just used my first name with my birth month and year. So there…now you know how old I am. Ha!


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