Senior moments

My father in law is 86. He still wants to Drive and although My husband or my sister-in-law or I could have driven to lunch he insisted. We planned to go to Wendy's where my paw-in-law knew they had a salad that he liked. So as He drove on every back road and across parking lots to get to Wendy's my Husband, his sister and their Father argued all the way. I just stay out of these arguments about which way to go, how fast to drive and anything else that might come up. After 28 years of this I don't even listen. So when we parked at Arby's I thought they had changed their minds. Ones in side there was a problem when He could not find the salad He remembered and my Husband only wanted curly fries. That didn't please Tata (Spanish for Gram-pa) mostly the same bantering as in the car, but now the poor young man at the register had to deal with it. Causing Him to order 8 drinks not 4. When all that was cleared up and our food was delivered we sat down. Hubby looked out the window he said "hey there is Wendy's--where are we?" We as you may have guessed by the Curly fries where at Arby's. When I told them' of course this is Arby's I thought you changed your minds' they all turned on me. now its my fault for not telling them when we parked. Some days you just cant win.

Christmas trees and trade offs

I bet your tree is like mine, when the kids where young they not only helped decorate the tree but they supplied most of the decorations. Crafts from school, hand made ornaments. colorful and adorable, often with pictures of themselves. I loved them both the kids and the keep sakes. Our trees was loaded with charm and any food product that can be food colored. I loved those days! Now my children are not Children any more. My husband put up the tree and I decorated it. It is Beautiful! I used all red and gold. The bulbs are (genuine glass) the ornaments are well balanced. gone are the days where each child does only what they can reach and then the next child take over for as far as they can reach. Each one using their own unique style. So I looked at this years tasteful, elegant tree. I looked and touched each of the old keep sakes and put them away safely. I thought of the trade off. I don't need to be up until midnight putting a bike together, or get woke up at 6 by the little consumers. I must keep telling myself. I earned this! My reward for a job well done.! Is quite days and silent nights. WHAT KIND OF A DEAL IS THAT!

This is a humming bird nest. It is on a hook, the kind used to hang a bike. Taken under a car port in Southwest AZ. We are in the path way for Humming bird migration. Some beauitful birds come here. I have seen 3 nest, but there could be many more. There not easy to spot.

Our deepest desires.

I have a learning disability. Who knows what it is. The best explanations I've heard is that I have a sequining problem. That explains why numbers are so hard for me to remember. School was not a nice experience for me. I was quiet and tried very hard to stay under the radar screen of the teachers, who I feared. So I was passed from graded to grade, never learning to spell. (Thank You God for spell check). In 1991 I went to be evaluated and was told "You function very well for someone who does not know the fundamentals of the English language " I was told that I read at about a 3rd grade level. I went home and began to think about that, the fact that I had problems was not new to me. I knew it and most people around me knew it but to have a number, a name, make it hit home. So I went to the Lord in pray about it. I told God that I understand how He had used my disability to form my character, I believe I am kind and compassionate because of my own hurts. But now I reasoned with God, He could heal me, set right the strange malfunctions of my brain. How If I say I heard God speak to me don't get freaked out. I don't hear voices.! And God does speak to His people. but for now let me just tell you what I heard. "I chose your strength and your weakness before you were born. strength in this world is weakness in my kingdom and weakness's in this world is strength in my kingdom. You are blessed I didn't give you many strength in the world." at that point I laughed and told God only he could insult me and make me laugh. It is the desire of my heart to be used by God, to be a blessing in his Kingdom. I believe God often allows things in our lives that we don't want, in order to bring about the things that are our deepest desires.

Prison ministry

I'm not sure why I even have this blog. Still, I want to keep in interesting. I was involved in prison ministry. Not for long but I did go into a prison with a group 3 times. I was so blessed. I felt as if the anointing of God was there and I just walked into it. When I shared with my friends they didn't share my enthusiasm. I have had a heart for prison ministry for a long time. (That's church talk for I had a deep desire to do and concern for.) But to be honest I thought that a women in a men's prison wasn't a good idea. How that I'm older and the age on the average prisoner is so young the time seemed right. I have great respect for the group that go into the prisons weekly. They make a real sacrifice to preach the gospel to men that most of us want to forget. I pray that God will call more people to love and care for the men and women in our prisons. Some of these people are clean and sober for the first time in a long time.
And have a clear mind to hear the work of God maybe for the first time. The church is in the prison also. I think about the great preachers and well know singers who visit churches bless us with the gifts God has given then and take up an offering. How I wish they would hear the call to visit prisoners. It is my pray that a great revival came to America and began in our prisons. Isn't it so much like God to began with those who have the lest to offer the lest power?

Prviews of coming attractions

In Dec. I will post the TRUE story of how my step-son was run over by a hay ride wagon. At Winter Heaven. There Christmas lights tour. He's ok. The wagon was full of nurses.

My picture

Today I posted my pic. its not a current picture like you see people asking for on those dating sites. Not current at all. but one of the best pic ever taken of me. :) Mostly because I had not yet developed my fear of cameras. Its not the camera I fear but the pic that shows that I know from past experiences I won't like my self in the pic. So I look like a dear in the headlights. Now I know I'm not alone in this. I don't "take a good picture" as they say. And I think I'm a nice looking person. As you see from my picture, and think how much better I look now that I have teeth! So what is behind this ,is it that the world is full of bad photographers or people like myself with illusory ideas of that us look like? I find that as I get older I am more excepting of myself. Strange because I looked better back in the day. Isn't life strange

How the Pinata is changing the world!

I have a theory that the pinata is changing the world. I'll explain. I grew up in the Southwest where most of my friends were of Mexican decent. And I'm wise to Pinatas. They are an important part of any party less important that the beer and more that the cake. The pinata is fill with candy and using a blindfold take turns hitting it with a stick until it break open and the candy falls on the ground. The children then run in and gather as much as they can. It is very competitive. How lets compare this game to the games I played at my parties. We played Pin the Tail on the Donkey. We also were blindfolded and took turns but the winner was awarded a small prize and at the end of the party each child was given a gift bag with an equals amount of goodies. Nice and fair! And for a timid child like I that was the way I liked it. So as the average little white girl was learning to take turns, look out for everyone interest and play nice. The average Hispanic child was learning "to the victor goes the spoils"!. So as the population of the U. S. A. changes to a higher percentage of Hispanic people so does the mind set of what it is to play fair. I want to live in a country where we all have an ( I win and you win) approach to life, not (I win you lose thinking.) So when I see that cute Pinata I see the catulus of new society values. A Trajan horse filled with candy If you will. And just wait until I get PETA on my side Hanging an animal in effigy and beating the stuffing out of it. Pinata consider yourself warned!

I'ts my first blog.

It was difficult deciding on a name. I chose a bible verse that has been a life verse for many years. I have seen God work this verse out in my life and in a fun way. Look it up in your Bible. Ok I'll quote it. And He said to me, ''My grace is sufficient for you. for my strength is made perfect in weakness'' Therefore most gladly I will rather boast in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me. 2 Cor 12-9 the blog is just me boasting in how great God is in my life as strange as my life is. Janet