Tony Wons radio book again...

<><><> The Average Man’s Prayer. <><><>

Lord, I speak not in scholarly language,
But somehow, I know You wont care;
For mine is a humble petition…
Mine is the average man’s prayer.
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My thoughts are, of course, not brilliant,
My wishes, You know them quite well.
There are many of me and my fellows,
So many, it’s needless to tell.
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You know that I am one of those pluggers,
I go out each day and I fight;
And sometimes I’m beaten, discouraged,
And I’m very weary at night.
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I bark at my wife, who is patient,
I bully my children, who cry.
I know I could be better natured,
But often, I don’t even try.
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But You know how rough things are running,
How business is all in a hole,
A man’s got to sweat for his living
And struggle with body and soul.
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Lord, help me face life with courage,
And bless everything that I do.
I’m dumb when it comes to this praying,
But I trust and rely on You.
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Watch over the days of my dear ones---
They’re all that I have to share…….
And I wish I could make this more lofty,
But it’s only the average man’s prayer.
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Imagine this...

You are sleeping, soundly...you hear clunk, clunk on your stairs. You suppose it's your daughter, coming up from the bathroom. Squeak....shoes on your painted floor...why would your daughter have shoes on at midnight? Clunk, clunk down the stairs....you get up, tiptoe to the top of the stairs...the waft of cigarette odor makes your stomach jump...it's NOT your daughter...the frigerator opens...chug chug chug, you hear the crink of the milk container...Your husband is snoring away in bed...and your 11 year old CAN NOT chug the milk like that...well, maybe...but she wouldn't have shoes and the cat would follow her down the stairs like a puppy dog, right? But the cat is at your feet afraid to go downstairs (so are you!)

So, I tell you what I did. I tiptoed and whispered to Craig. "Someone is in our house." He snapped awake and said "No." I whispered in seconds every thing I just said about the clunks the milk and the cigarette smell. He got up grabbbed the old stair rail and went to the stairs. He heard them and started banging the stick on the stairs and they ran out. I was on the phone to 911. WE saw three men run through the back yard. The police came and then a detective. It was like CSI in my living room! I would've taken a picture, but they stole my camera. LOL
After they left, I couldn't fall asleep. Every noise was a person (in my head)...

They stole stuff, they stole my only set of keys, the stole, they stole, they ransacked my house...had they not come upstairs, I don't think I'd have ever known they were there...They came in through a window and left out the front door...

God protected me. I put my laptop away before I went to bed in it's bag, behind the couch (not normal) I took the home phone upstairs with me...I don't know why. I've NEVER done that before when Craig was home...

I heard they steal your keys to come back later and drive down the street using the clicker to make the dome light come on. My clicker stopped working last week. Serious. Last week!

Well, don't expect any pictures any time soon. I can't afford to run out and buy a camera. Thankfully, I had an extra monitor in the basement and they didn't steal the rest of my computer. I am most thankful the man who was by my bedroom door, went back downstairs and didn't hurt my family. Colton never even woke up.

Roscoe Gilmore Stott

I know You're the God of the wise,
Men say You're the God of the strong;
But I hope You're the God of us blundering fools
Who have faultered and stumbled along!

The wise need so little, the good are all blest;
Their strength for the strong you renew.
Oh, how I hope You find time, in Your infinite plan--
For the weak ones have nothing but You!

Not broken, BUT....

LOL, Well, my face is less swollen, but more painful, I suppose. I think that when it was so swollen, it was affecting the nerve maybe, making it hardly hurt at all. I had a big bruise on my jaw yesterday, but that seems to have subsided too.



As for my wrist, when they took the xrays they said they'd call if the radiologist found anything when he went over the xrays. See that was a week ago, I assumed I was good. Well, I got a call after church yesterday. Something about metacarpals and spirals and my thumb and radial flection or something--all in one title. Haha I asked for English, but she didn't reword it. All I know is I was advised to follow up with my general doctor for a splint... Oh, well...



I had a great worship service, got to sing my absolute favorite song. It's called God's Own Fool by ummm...Micheal Card? A little before my time I suppose but it's a beautiful song.

Hear the song

This song brings tears to my eyes every time I sing it...

For fun...

Don't laugh too hard!

I thought now would be a good time to share why my dad called me pack-rat when I was kid, but I guess I did a ways back.

How Mom found out...

I was at Sharon's and she was talking about waxing and piercing so I thought it would be fun to share the experience of me telling my mom about my tounge piercing many moons ago.

SO I got it pierced and a month or so later my mom took me to the mall to go shopping with her. It was a great time. She had no idea it was pierced. I was talking a little bit with a lisp because of it, but she didn't figure out why. YET!

We went to the Steak Escape for lunch. They have the BEST food in my opinion. Their fries are awesome. So we were sitting at a table across from each other and as I was eating my steak sandwich, I started gagging...

My eyes wide, I opened my mouth even wider and proceeded to pull the meat out of my throat and unwrap it from the tounge ring...I started at my mom expecting something. She didn't say anything. I mean NOTHING. I don't know who was mortified more. Either way, she knew...


Ok, so I DO NOT recommend anyone pierce their tounge. It is stupid! I think I did it to get attention or something. Maybe I wasn't happy with myself. I don't know why I did it. Maybe for my boyfriend at the time...whatever the reason, it wasn't a good one. I don't think there is a good one...hmmm...

Owwwww

I want my mommy...
except she wouldn't care...
I want sympathy like a little baby...

Do you remember my awful tooth experience acouple months back? Well, it was still infected so I went to the dentist and he said I needed to have the root tip surgically removed. I went to the oral surgeon yesterday. The whole office was green and yellow for the Packers-- which to me, is so stupid, but whatever. Just giving you first impressions. The waiting room was small with paper signs all over saying that things like "No Kids" (good thing hubby took the kids to the shop with him) and "No smoking" (duh) among a collage of other ones...pretty cheese-mo. The waiting room was merely 10 folding chairs...needless to say,I was feeling a little concerned by my surroundings.
They took me into a little, (you guessed it) green and yellow room. All that was in there was the chair, a red table whose base was covered with dust, and an xray box with my mouth on it and a foding chair in the corner. Across a sort of hallway was a young lady getting her wisdom teeth out; he pulled her teeth out in seconds! And I heard him talking to her, he seemed very nice. My discomfort was waning a bit.
Then he came to my room. He says "Look at the xray."
I looked.
"See this line? That a nerve and if I hit it while I am drilling in your gums, you will either be numb for a little while or forever. I will just slice open your gus, flap them back and go fishing for the root tip. But that is the danger."
"Gee, as if my palms weren't sweaty enough before!" So I had to decide how much it bothered me. Sort of weigh the options. He said it didn't look infected but yet I know it is, because it burst a week ago again. It was painful but I got used to the pain. It took me about 5 minutes to give him an answer. He was beginning to look at me as if I was pathetic so I told him to go for it. He made it sound like it would take 20 minutes at least to find the tip.
I saw the scapel (I forgot to mention the local anethsetic, but he numbed me *giggles*) . I heard the drill for about 30seconds--all the while I am in fervent prayer...Lord, Lord...The doctor speaks up,
"You got to be kidding me. You can't make it this easy on me--that wasn't even FUN", He said.
He got the tip out that quick! I think he put in 6 or 7 stitches and sent me on my way.

An interesting side note is that the dentist who left it in, said it would work itself out. I had that happen before, so I believed him. I also expected it to be the size of maybe a pencil tip, I had seen it in an xray. It always amazed me that an itty bitty bit of tooth could cause me so much problems. But get this! It was round so it could never have wroked itself out and it was the size of a small pea!! No wonder it bothered me so much...

I am so happy that God allowed it to come out so quickly. I don't know if the nerve is damaged yet. My face is swollen pretty badly. It's like the hunchback of Notre Dame's hump only on my face! LOL Seriously, my face looks deformed becasue it is so swollen, but it's not nearly as painful as I would have expected.

Talk about URGGG!

To finally be able to pick up your pen, go to write something,

get it 90% finished,

somehow get ink on your finger,

which is gently resting on your paper,

and realize too late,
you should have put a piece of paper

under your hand

to prevent the infamous

SMUDGE...

Can you say it with me, now?

URGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!

(and all this for you, Jessica...*giggles*)

You've got to be kidding me!

Talk about ridiculus!
I read an article last week talking about all the diseases phychiatrists have come up with...like too much coffee before you go to bed is a caffiene induced sleep disorder, not you being so foolish as to drink the coffeee before you retire and if your kids fight, they has a sibling rivalry disorder, not a sin nature-- that's only a couple of the silly labels--all of which the doctors have a pill to fix...well, I saw this and while it doesn't exactly surprise me, it does make me nauseous.

2. Thank God. We’ve been so worried since Lucky dyed his hair jet black and
started listening to the Smiths. Eli Lilly
wins FDA approval to put Prozac into chewable, beef-flavored pills to treat
separation anxiety in dogs

Prozac for dogs?? I suppose, if we humans are merely evolved
animals, why not?

YEAH!!!

Ha, it's NOT broken!! Can I dance like King David, only with all my clothes on? hehe (It was David, right?...or was it King Saul?...)

It's still sore, so I am limiting my typing a bit.

Second opinion...

I got a second opinion and they said it is not tendonitis. More than likely I broke my wrist and it didn't show up on the xray because it would be a hairline fracture. So, if I am not feeling 90% better by Sunday, I will go in for xrays again on Monday and then the fracture should show and they will put me in a cast, or I will be healed by Sunday--which I like the sounds of much better! *wink*

maybe you all could drop a note to God for me...
Prayers of a righteous man accomplish much... (Becca's paraphrase...)

Not quite a nail through my wrist but...

I think I broke my wrist...
On Sunday, hubby wanted ice in his coffee, and I smashed one chunk of ice with another. Hard.
Then, during prayer it started to hurt, got a bruise above my wrist...went to the Urgent Care last night, they did xrays and found nothing. Told me I had tendonitis--which is something that comes on over a matter of years...I think they are wrong. I just feel they are. I think I'd know if I broke a bone-no matter how stupidly it occurred-- so I did a bunch of research and I guess the most common wrist bone to break is also the most commonly misdiagnosed and sometimes takes days to show up on an xray...The pain is overwhelming me...I've never cried because of pain as an adult, but I did today...
I think God is spanking me...The Bible says He disciplines those He loves...I haven't been praying, reading, nor witnessing nearly as much as I used to....
I've always prayed that if I stray, He would do whatever it takes to remind me of who He is...I think He has...
I'm not sure what to do right now...it hurts...badly...

An Interesting thought...

John the Baptist ate locusts and honey...some may say he was rigid and overbearing, (I'm sure Herod thought so). That he was too hard on people but he was doing the will of God.
Jesus on the other hand, ate and drank, meek and mild. (And yes, at times he was rather pointed in what he said as well, but still He seemed a little more laid back than John)...Both were doing the will of God, right? I suppose they were doing it in a little different way, but still, both were doing what they should be doing yet in very different ways.

Do you think that is the way it is for us? I mean, God made each of us different with our own spiritual gifts, so we can do things our way (as long as what we do is in line with scripture). Take for example, Thanksgiving. Some may spend the day fasting and in somber prayer while others feasts and sing praises to God. Neither is wrong, but yet, they are very different...
If one says to the other, "you are doing that wrong!", aren't they guilty of the sins in Galatians 5:19-21? That would be a prime example of a heresy, wouldn't it?

Wow, I think I need to be careful not to push my opinions on other people...I need to tell people of scripture, but when it comes to what I "think" something means, I need to be careful that I am not putting words in God's mouth. I need to remember that if we are willing to be used by God, He will use us in whatever way He chooses. The "mold" for a Christian is pretty simple. Love Christ with all you heart, mind and soul.

I have no idea where my mind is going with this post...I am frustrated by people foisting their opinions of how I am to worship and love my King...It's one thing if there is scripture to back up their opinions, but it is a whole different thing if there isn't or if they take things out of context to fit their mold...make sense??

I'm a visionary!

Oh, now this was neat!

I saw it over at Mrs. Amy's blog.

(She has a very heart-warming blog, if you'd like to check it out...)

Anyway it was sooo right on! Here's what it said about me!What's neat is as I read this paragraph, examples come to my head of exactly what it is saying about me!

That's just so neat!

"ENFPs are warm, enthusiastic people, typically very bright and
full of potential. They live in the world of possibilities, and can become very
passionate and excited about things. Their enthusiasm lends them the ability to
inspire and motivate others, more so than we see in other types. They can talk
their way in or out of anything. They love life, seeing it as a special gift,
and strive to make the most out of it."

Becca's Best Deals Hall of Fame

I was at Devoted Heart's blog and she was talking about having to buy a new car. I am one of those people who have to find the best possible deal on just about everything so I thought i would make a Becca's Best Deals Hall of Fame!

All these items were bought new from the store-except the car- it was used...

My car--KBB was $7400, paid $3400

My desktop--- Value $1200.00 paid $400 from Office Depot

My Laptop--Value $1100.00 paid $300

Computer Monitor-- Value $900, paid $400

House- appraised at $90,000 paid $70,000

Garbage disposal- Value $300, paid $35

Faucet- Value $260, paid $50

Lights for whole house- Value $1900 paid $90

Lamps- value $50 paid $15

Solid Surface Kitchen Countertop- Value $4000- free (hubby's business-material was rejected by customer and distributor replaced it, so I got the junk--which is beautiful, IMO)

Wicker patio set- Value $500 paid $100

Memory Foam Mattress- Value $200, paid $90

Lightbox (for my writing) Value $100, paid $30ppd

Siding the house-- Value $10,000 paid $6000



Okay, that's all I can think of... People always tease me and say they need to shop with me. It seems, I don't really go out looking for a bargain, they just come upon me and I snatch them up. I mean, the car and the computer, I just couldn't afford. I had been looking and looking and dreaming and dreaming, with no expectation of ever actually buying it (ok, so I thoiught, maybe someday) and then BAM!, God blesses me with the deal of the century! Like with the lights, I went into a store, had maybe $150 to my name and the lights were 90% off the CLEARANCE price! Crazy! I called Craig to see if we should spend the last of our money on them and he said yes...The car, found it and then Craig had a big check come in at just the right time to be able to buy it- same with our house. Someone we met through the shop offered it to us- we were not shopping for a house! We never thought we'd be able to afford one!

I know there is a verse that says that God blesses the people who serve Him. And that we aren't supposed to worry about where things will come from becasue He will provide. I know most of the things on my list aren't really things I need, but I sure am glad He gave them to me...

Hmmm...this reminds me, I said I would post pictures of my siding when it was done...The siding is done, but they have to wait until spring to finish painting the soffits and trim and such. (That only cost me $250! *giggles*)

I was tagged!

Jessica tagged me!
She wants 7 odd facts about me...
While I am supposed to tag other people, I don't know enough people to tag!

1. I never brush my hair and I wash it only once every other week with shampoo (but regularly with conditioner) or else my naturally curly hair will look like Medusa!!
2. My husband is, I think, 18 years older than me phsically, but mentally, we're probably the same age...
3. I was on my own at age 14...on the streets, in groups homes, and foster homes...
4. I was an honor roll student until I met the wrong crowd, dropped out of school, messed up my life...
5. Now, my life is like a dream...
6. My hair has been every color of the rainbow including purple!
7. I used to clean my kitchen floor by the walls with a toothbrush once a month--mopped every day (before being married) and now I harldy have the time to mop once a week!

Not a perfect breakfast.

I didn't realize it had been almost a week since I posted last! I've been checking in, but not having the spare moments to actually write anything.

I bought some wheat flakes from the bins at the grocery store thinking I could cook them like oatmeal. Have you ever had cooked wheat like that? This new diet suggests whole grains cooked in the itty bitty slowcooker overnight. The wheat looked like oatmeal, so I assumed they would cook like oatmeal. So, I got them home and they weren't in the cookbook. There was Amarath, quinoa, oats, rice, but no wheat! So I thought, "now what?" Either I try to cook them anyway or I waste my 65 cents. I decided that I would give it a try. 1/3 cup wheat to 2 cups water. Same as I had been doing for the bran and oatmeal cereals. Well, I opened the crock this morning and had cooked wheat alright...It was floating in the water! I took it out with a slotted spoon, squished the excess water out. Then I topped my pile of...(I can't think of a good word to describe it...)with some applesauce and it was delicious!

My major accomplishment for the week: I ate breakfast every day this week-- I know it's only Wednesday, but hey, I made it past Tuesday!! This is HUGE! (*patting myself on the back*)

Does anyone like cold coffee? I always start my morning with my cup of coffee. I love the new New International Delights creamer flavored Vanilla Caramel Brownie! Anyway, my coffee always gets cold and I guess I'm too lazy to heat it up. It tastes good warm or cold to me. Although, I do like it better warm. Wow, I am completely babbling....

I just didn't want to leave my friends out there thinking I had fallen off the planet! lol

c-ya *giggles*