Monday, August 7, 2017
I loved your candor, in our discussion, last night!
Saturday, July 15, 2017
Every year at Wimbledon, God shares something amazing with me...
So many years ago, I was cleaning chicken with Aunt Gail. She doesn't buy kosher meat, like my mother and the chicken definitely looked very different from the chickens that I had seen in my mother's kitchen. I didn't judge the chicken, but I was grossed out, as usual. I knew that I had to clean a chicken or two sometimes, but I hadn't the number of children that I have now. She had her cleaning utensils set like a surgeon and she was cutting and cutting and she really made me wonder if she planned to eat any of the chicken legs that she had bought. I thought she paid per pound and she cut half of what she bought off the chicken in cleaning it. What a questionable practice? As usual, I said nothing, just watched her meticulous ways. I chalked it up to her being fastidious. Finally she stopped on the last level of cutting and it was a bunch of gunk that wasn't meat and wasn't fat, etc. I was so grossed out. She looked me in the eye and she said, do you see this? I said yes, kind of questioningly. This is cancer, as far as I am concerned. Okay! I said. This is the way that we were taught to humor our elders, as they instructed us with things that we couldn't understand. I was feeling privileged that she had brought me into this close confidence and I was old enough to understand the grief that we all had of the loved ones lost to this disease that was inexplicable. My father had his own superstitions about it also, so I kind of hugged her hard as we parted and hoped that God would comfort her in her pain.
A quiet person gets alot of these kinds of personal confessions from people that Ruth used to sluff off and say "are you writing a book?" No, but we are passing on important information, respecting healthy living and lives. God wants us to be healthy and mothering is about holding these things. Midnight is about putting out the light that motherhood has lit for us to walk by.That is an aside and some of the messages from earlier Wimbledon finals
This one was about my juicer and the crud that has built up on my juicer. I had let that yucky stuff build up on it. I took out the baking soda and vinegar and went to work on my juicer, in honor of the Ruth who taught us to juice{rest her soul}. I have my juicing items and am taking more painstaking effort to keep my juice clean. I used to say, I am the only one drinking this. My body can process the gunk. This time the gunk represented the gunk in my own bloodstream and that of my progenitors. Helping their bodies process these foods well and fully is the quest of my life. Wimbledon affords the elites with a superior experience of Tennis. Immaculate courts and seasoned players on a background of seeming unattainable etiquette. We mustn't put family into such an unattainable category. We certainly shouldn't put health and wholeness into such a category. Getting in touch as to when your body is working properly and when it isn't and why is the job of motherhood. Your mission, should God call you to the task is to get to the innards of your family and trouble it into the best condition possible.Clean is part of this. Clean insides means eating veggies and juicing, when possible, with the cleanest juicer that you can keep. Exercising and moving and doing your best to be the example that you want them to follow. Cut as much of the parts of your meat that you don't think are healthy, Like Aunt Gail showed me and listen carefully for the right things that older people have to tell you. Learn to listen and listen to learn and God will whisper behind what they say what his secrets are about it.
And remind me to tell you the secret that God showed me this year, sometime.My juice this morning was 3 large celery sticks and one large apples=1 measured cup of celery apple juice-
Saturday, June 24, 2017
Notes from devotions today: sundry thoughts
when the eyes of man, as of all the tribes of Israel, shall be toward the LORD. Zech 9:1bZechariah 9:9 Rejoice greatly, O daughter of Zion; shout, O daughter of Jerusalem: behold, thy King cometh unto thee: he is just, and having salvation; lowly, and riding upon an ass, and upon a colt the foal of an ass.  Zechariah 9:10 And I will cut off the chariot from Ephraim, and the horse from Jerusalem, and the battle bow shall be cut off: and he shall speak peace unto the heathen: and his dominion shall be from sea even to sea, and from the river even to the ends of the earth. Zechariah 9:16 And the LORD their God shall save them in that day as the flock of his people: for they shall be as the stones of a crown, lifted up as an ensign upon his land. Hadrach Original Word: חַדְרָך Chariots in the fire references  7 Reference(s) Found. Joshua 11:6 And the LORD said unto Joshua, Be not afraid because of them: for to morrow about this time will I deliver them up all slain before Israel: thou shalt hough their horses, and burn their chariots with fire.  2 Kings 2:11 And it came to pass, as they still went on, and talked, that, behold, there appeared a chariot of fire, and horses of fire, and parted them both asunder; and Elijah went up by a whirlwind into heaven.  2 Kings 6:17 And Elisha prayed, and said, LORD, I pray thee, open his eyes, that he may see. And the LORD opened the eyes of the young man; and he saw: and, behold, the mountain was full of horses and chariots of fire round about Elisha.  2 Kings 23:11 And he took away the horses that the kings of Judah had given to the sun, at the entering in of the house of the LORD, by the chamber of Nathanmelech the chamberlain, which was in the suburbs, and burned the chariots of the sun with fire.  Psalm 46:9 He maketh wars to cease unto the end of the earth; he breaketh the bow, and cutteth the spear in sunder; he burneth the chariot in the fire.  Isaiah 66:15 For, behold, the LORD will come with fire, and with his chariots like a whirlwind, to render his anger with fury, and his rebuke with flames of fire.  Joel 2:5 Like the noise of chariots on the tops of mountains shall they leap, like the noise of a flame of fire that devoureth the stubble, as a strong people set in battle array.  15 Reference(s) Found. Daniel 1:7 Unto whom the prince of the eunuchs gave names: for he gave unto Daniel the name of Belteshazzar; and to Hananiah, of Shadrach; and to Mishael, of Meshach; and to Azariah, of Abednego.  Daniel 2:49 Then Daniel requested of the king, and he set Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego, over the affairs of the province of Babylon: but Daniel sat in the gate of the king.  Daniel 3:12 There are certain Jews whom thou hast set over the affairs of the province of Babylon, Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego; these men, O king, have not regarded thee: they serve not thy gods, nor worship the golden image which thou hast set up.  Daniel 3:13 Then Nebuchadnezzar in his rage and fury commanded to bring Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego. Then they brought these men before the king.  Daniel 3:14 Nebuchadnezzar spake and said unto them, Is it true, O Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego, do not ye serve my gods, nor worship the golden image which I have set up?  Daniel 3:16 Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego, answered and said to the king, O Nebuchadnezzar, we are not careful to answer thee in this matter.  Daniel 3:19 Then was Nebuchadnezzar full of fury, and the form of his visage was changed against Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego: therefore he spake, and commanded that they should heat the furnace one seven times more than it was wont to be heated.  Daniel 3:20 And he commanded the most mighty men that were in his army to bind Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego, and to cast them into the burning fiery furnace.  Daniel 3:22 Therefore because the king's commandment was urgent, and the furnace exceeding hot, the flame of the fire slew those men that took up Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego.  Daniel 3:23 And these three men, Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego, fell down bound into the midst of the burning fiery furnace.  Daniel 3:26 Then Nebuchadnezzar came near to the mouth of the burning fiery furnace, and spake, and said, Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego, ye servants of the most high God, come forth, and come hither. Then Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego, came forth of the midst of the fire.  Daniel 3:28 Then Nebuchadnezzar spake, and said, Blessed be the God of Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego, who hath sent his angel, and delivered his servants that trusted in him, and have changed the king's word, and yielded their bodies, that they might not serve nor worship any god, except their own God.  Daniel 3:29 Therefore I make a decree, That every people, nation, and language, which speak any thing amiss against the God of Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego, shall be cut in pieces, and their houses shall be made a dunghill: because there is no other God that can deliver after this sort.  Daniel 3:30 Then the king promoted Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego, in the province of Babylon.  Zechariah 9:1 The burden of the word of the LORD in the land of Hadrach, and Damascus shall be the rest thereof: when the eyes of man, as of all the tribes of Israel, shall be toward the LORD. of finding Planned Parenthood was organized 10/16/1916, as per Wikipedia Daniel 1:16 Thus Melzar took away the portion of their meat, and the wine that they should drink; and gave them pulse.  Daniel 1:17 As for these four children, God gave them knowledge and skill in all learning and wisdom: and Daniel had understanding in all visions and dreams. 1948 Cheaper by the dozen 1950 Lion Witch Wardrobe In defense of the large family! Perhaps “100 years of deep winter? “ Zechariah 5:9 Then lifted I up mine eyes, and looked, and, behold, there came out two women, and the wind was in their wings; for they had wings like the wings of a stork: and they lifted up the ephah between the earth and the heaven. Shelby William Storck 10/3/1916-4/5/1969
Friday, June 16, 2017
Sweet Land of Liberty?
My country tis of thee, Sweet Land of liberty, Of Thee I sing, Land where our father's died, Land of the Pilgrims pride, Oer every mountainside, Of thee I sing!I sing this as a prayer to God.It was taught to me in my youth. We sang it daily, in the bygone days when prayer and patriotism were stoked in the schools. Perhaps it means what I sing, perhaps it was a song of glorification of our great land. I sing, "Lord, This country is of Thee! You made it. You put it in the minds of our forefathers to covenant together to govern themselves upon it. I see Your glory in that, Lord. Continue to bless that sentiment to the Glory of Your own power and to the committed deterioration of our own sins and sinful tendencies. Help us to exalt Thee and to abhor our wayward ways. Give us grace to create policy and activity that extends the life of our self-governing and not those that bring your judgment upon us!" Our Liberty is not unconditional. We are prisoners of our success at governing ourselves. God will bless it and He has, as far as I can see. Amen.
Wednesday, June 14, 2017
My Country, Tis of Thee
Entreating an elder, as a father is completely lost to the African American Women in authority {our feministic culture precludes it}, for the most part. Should you want to have a long term relationship with the truth and governing, you must learn to humble yourself. You are not on the proving ground anymore. You have won the right to govern. Humble yourself under the mighty hand of God and He will let you show your teeth, very rarely. Your whisper will be heard and hearkened. I love you Kamala Harris and I wish you years and years of great success in the sphere of representing us in America. I love the sincere pursuit of truth that your words and presence represents. God bless your growth process in your governing and representing. Amen.
Saturday, June 10, 2017
Lessons from Ethy's special day.
Saturday, May 6, 2017
Aging poses unique challenges for the woman attempting to live out her vows!
Monday, May 1, 2017
Saturday, April 8, 2017
The Sweet Smell of Clean?
It is my conviction that the year that this was my responsibility, there were fewer sicknesses. I don't think this was an overstatement. Especially the yuckiness of toys that are left outside, with the bird poop and possible animal touchings, I think bleach is in order.Little children put their mouths on everything. You may know this first hand, one day. You may have to care for little ones outdoors, here and there. They eat dirt and put the toys in their mouths. Cleaning the toys that they must keep outside, is a preventative of numerous sicknesses. I love that the State has rules for the level of bleach that should be used in such cases. How much bleach is enough is a real lesson. Too much bleach is far greater a danger, than none at all. Go ahead and let them eat the dirt. Putting their mouths on a bleachy surface is more dangerous, unless it is the right dilution.
Use Bleach, but don't use too much!
Tuesday, March 28, 2017
Tweet-Tweet discussion
Last time I saw her, she had made the mark on the branch of the tree that she was eying for her nest in the tree. She had visited everyday for the week. Each day, she jumped from barren branch to barren branch. Jumping and grasping for the weight bearing and agility of the branches about it. She averages the leaf density to come and the depth of shade that they will provide for her coming load.
I told the children to watch Tweet tweet. There she is studying, everyday. She's planning and counting and calculating each day, which will be the best place to place her family. The beauty of her song kept us looking at her. It looked as if she was just doing a daily romp, here and there. Months of preparation and speculating made her a savvy consumer of each tree’s produce. Some trees she went to for the bountiful affids and worms that gave her sustenance in the process. Some trees were in the finals of consideration for where to construct her nest. She made it look easy. She came at different points of the day. She greeted her observers with a brief, but polite nod of the head and a song, if prompted to consider them worthy of her greater time and attention.Some observers had left seeds or crumbs for her. Some had mentioned a considerate remark about her beauty or her resourcefulness. Each of these considerations were paid back with a melody, chosen specifically for the occasion. She wiped her brow with her wing to tell me that she was exerting energy, even if her prowess made it look like she hardly expended any energy at all. This is no game, she insisted, when I looked at her, firmly.
You look like you are having such a good time, I had to tell her. It isn't all drudgery, she returned, with winsomeness. I like knowing that when I lay my eggs they will be protected and safe. I have to leave the nest for hours, sometimes. I must know that there isn't a cat or other predator close, where they'll be eaten. I must know that most storms will be no match for my placement. I do so much homework, because there have been years that I have paid a dear price for not having used for-thought. Tears had come to her eyes as she reminisced about what caused her great concern for her eggs and nest.Look, honey, she's talking to us and she's about to cry, I said to Kara. Yes MS. Jayne, she's crying. I wonder why she would cry, when she thinks of a storm, said Kara with a serious intensity that nearly brought tears to my eyes. I hope you will never know the futility of having built a nest that has come down in a storm, with fledglings in the nest. Natty started to cry out loud, at that word. No one else got it as quickly as she did. They died! She was screaming. This was one time that her extreme expression was felt by everyone. There were many times that Natty would scream with no reason attached, but this time we were all engaged in her cry, in our hearts, even if we couldn't give vent to the shrieks so easily as she could.
Natty had a knack for understanding the underlying meaning of things, far before any of the other children would get. Especially, when we are trying to describe a delicate subject. Her hands were holding mine to her eyes, so I could feel her tears or wipe them with her. I wasn't crying, but I could sympathize that this was the first time we had discussed such a subject and they were little children. When the entire group had composed themselves in the quiet, we touched on the reality of the loss for Tweet-Tweet. She is a bird and sometimes the ways of Mother Nature may seem cruel and harsh. Still we know that God is above all of the providence so endured and He sees the sparrows that fall to the ground and He is far more touched by the sorrows of His people, even than of the sorrow of a grieving creation.This seemed to calm their uproar and Natty had tucked herself under my elbow with an attachment that I hadn't even noticed, until I tried to loosen her grip. She was still not fully recovered from the thought that Tweet-tweet was starting a new nest in the light of such a devastation.











