God is ALWAYS on time!

Tuesday morning, Brillo Man kissed me goodbye and walked out the door - on his way to meet someone to transfer the boat title (This gentleman bought a boat from us several months ago --finally getting around to transferring the title...but, I digress...)

...a few minutes after he left, I hear some commotion and scratching near the front door...and then in hobbles Brillo Man. He had walked halfway up the driveway to get into his truck - slipped on some ice - his bad hip let go and down he went. He announced --through much pain and tears, "Deb, I think I broke my leg!"

He had CRAWLED from the truck back to the house through the snow - Our driveway is 1/10 mile long - he was halfway to the road - you do the math. I just started to cry ---and pray. I only got out a few words in English --and then The Holy Spirit took over and I just prayed in my prayer language --I had no words left!

We made our way to the hospital and spent the majority of the day in the Emergency Room, after which the ER doctor said that the radiologist said that his ankle isn't broken --but that he disagreed. (Mind you, this is the same radiology dept. that said his toe wasn't broken two years ago --and after seeing another doctor - our suspicions were confirmed - broken toe!) The amount of swelling and pain in his ankle was clearly indicative of a break! Therefore, the ER doctor sent him home with a splint, a pair of crutches, a script for pain medication and a diagnosis of a fractured ankle - with clear instructions to follow up with his Ortho. doctor.

When we arrived home - Brillo Man, at this point, very discouraged, because now he can't even Scrap --which, as some of you know - is how we were attempting to keep our heads above water in this financial housing crisis. (For those who don't know - Brillo Man is a mortgage broker. Housing crisis = No mortgages = no paycheck for Brillo Man = no way for us to pay our bills = complete reliance on the Lord.) Ah --the best place to be!

Just one hour after we returned home, I answered the telephone...
"Deborah, this is Melissa at Human Resources at UPMC Horizon. I would like to offer you a position as a Medical Technologist - contingient on whether or not you pass your physical and your background check."

"Melissa, I would be VERY HAPPY to accept!"

God is always on time! Never late! Always provides! And always worthy of my highest praise!

...looks like I'm going to be out shopping for Hunter Green scrubs!

Today I went for my physical --what an experience THAT was! ...more on that in a future post!

Thanks to all of you who were praying with me regarding this job!

...Lord You are....
(sing along with me...)

My Strength
My Shield
My Portion, Deliverer
My Fortress, Strong Tower
A very present help in time of need!

and P.S. - they offered me more money than I requested on my application!

From Glory to Glory

My blog buddy, Arlene, went Home today to live with our Lord forever.

Olivia said that her house must've been ready because Jesus called her Home to Heaven. Then she asked me if she would have a room full of orange flowers in her house. No, Olivia...not just one room...but entire fields!

Then we sang together,
"I've got a home in Gloryland that outshines the sun
I've got a home in Gloryland that outshines the sun
I've got a home in Gloryland that outshines the sun
Look away beyond the blue..."

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I press on toward the goal
to win the prize for which
God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus.
Philippians 3:14

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Win-de-jizer

....on our way to church this morning - this was the scene out the front windshield of our van:


Total whiteout conditions. Good thing I knew the road - as I gaged the side from the shadowy images of an occaisional passing mailbox....

What in the world are we doing out in this?! -7 windchill - snow flying and blowing with such ferocity that we couldn't see ten feet in front of the van...It took me 40 minutes to drive six miles.

"Mommy, there's a win-de-jizer."
"What?! is a windejizer?"
"It's a windejizer."
"Olivia, 'windejizer' isn't a word - I have no idea what you're saying."
"IT IS TO A WORD!!! MRS. REDFOOT SAID IT'S A WINDEJIZER!!"
....oh...A WIND ADVISORY...

Let me tell you ---it was SO worth it when we arrived at church.

Worship was INCREDIBLE! The best worship service I have attended in the past four years. I'm not kidding. God is good. He rewards those who diligently seek Him - especially when seeking through a blinding blizzard!

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...they who seek the LORD will praise him...
-Psalm 22:26

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To market to market....

All things work together for good....

...a very important doctor's appointment for Brillo Man was cancelled today by his physician who was called in to an emergency surgery. What to do now?

Ah ha! A local drug store recently built a new store and moved from their old location. Brillo Man had spoken to the workers at the old store and they offered to give him some scrap....which turns into cash! yahoo!

...so....let's go get the scrap...



On the way home, we began to hear this horrendous ROAR which sounded like a jet plane taking off. It was the wind blowing through the scrap metal. All the way home, we listened to the "revving" of the jet engine.

Brillo Man laughed and said, "This reminds me of the time when I was a kid...I took the back seat out of my car and hauled pigs."

I'm not sure what the jet sound had to do with the pigs....perhaps the pigs squealed louder when the car accelerated?!...and why am I not surprised that Brillo Man would carry PIGS in the back seat of his CAR?!

Indeed...we had a good laugh!

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And the pig...is unclean for you.
-Leviticus 11:7

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Emerald Green Scrubs

Okay.

Here's what's been happening in my life...

I decided to get a job. I went to the hospital and checked the job postings. No openings for Medical Technologists. (That's what I am - or was - before I became a stay-at-home-Mom).

Fast forward three days. Newspaper add: Daffin's Candy is looking for part time, temporary Valentine's Day and Easter help. I can do that. Hop in the shower --as I'm drying my hair, I'm thinking...minimum wage job...don't know how much that's going to help pay the mortgage. Drying my hair - prayed..."Lord, I need some direction here." He spoke - "Call Human Resources at the hospital." "But I've already checked the job postings - there are no openings." "Call Human Resources at the hospital." "Okay ---I'll call."

Of course, they had an opening - but not for a Med. Tech. but for a Medical Laboratory Technician - a pay grade lower. I would be over-qualified - IF they would even accept my application.

Went online - applied for the position. Wrote a letter to the Laboratory Manager expressing my interest in the job. Didn't hear anything for a week. Assumed the worst.

Spent some time in prayer...praying with Brillo Man...together asking the Lord for wisdom as to what to do....do we try to remain in our home or move to something else? If I've said it once, I've said it a thousand times..."I'm going to die in this house." I hate moving. I love my home. Finally, I came to the realization that I keep giving the entire situation to the Lord --and then keep taking it back. (I know that none of you ever do that...) As I was praying...I cried out to the Lord saying that I guess I am dying in this house...dying to myself...reliquishing all the control to the One who knows best. If we are to move. So be it. If we are to stay. So be it. It's in His hands.

Looking at our bills - it seems in impossibility to remain here. ....One hour after praying and 'dying to myself' - the phone rang. The Lab Manager wants to interview me for the position. God is good.

The interview was this morning. I'm fairly sure I'll be offered the position. I nailed the interview. Again - God is good.

The manager said that the only reason they advertised for an MLT was because the MTs are few and far between and they never receive a response for an MT...but he is willing to hire me as an MT. He's checking my references.

I've been studying like crazy. Trying to cram all the facts that I've forgotten over the years into my overwhelmed brain...

Anyone familiar with a metamyelocyte? I can tell you all about it....

Oh...and I'll be wearing Emerald Green scrubs. One of my favorite colors.

I'll keep you posted.....

...believing that God led me to this point and will give me the strength and physical stamina to overcome my MS so I may earn some money...to try and keep our house...

He is able.
He is able to do exceedingly.
He is able to do exceedingly abundantly.
He is able to do exceedingly abundantly above.
He is able to do exceedingly abundantly above all.
He is able to do exceedingly abundantly above all that we ask or EVEN think!

God is good.

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For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD,
"plans to prosper you and not to harm you,
plans to give you hope and a future.
Then you will call upon me
and come and pray to me,
and I will listen to you.
You will seek me and find me
when you seek me with all your heart.
I will be found by you," declares the LORD...
-Jeremiah 29:11-14a

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Hey Everybody!

I'm participating in a contest --check it out!
If you win --not only will will win a fabulous basket of goodies from the participating merchants - but one of those fabulous prizes will be from ME! (since I'm donating a prize!)

Go ahead! Play to win! (I won the Christmas contest and got some great stuff - a real blessing - felt like getting a hug from God the day that I received my package full of goodies!)

"No Greater Love" Valentine's Day Trivia Game Sponsored by CAST (Christian Artist's Street Team)

The Rules:

• You must have a registered account with Etsy.
(registration is free and simple!)

• CAST members are not eligible to play.

• Visit the participating shops listed below to find a trivia
question in their shop announcement. Each shop has a different
question and each question is numbered. Only the shops listed have
questions in them. Make note of the question and the question
number, there are 14 total.

• When you know the answers send an Etsy conversation to Renee from her
Etsy shop, Guiding Light Candles. Make sure your answers are
correspondent to the numbered question. (i.e. 1. Bill 2. Bob 3. Mary)

• The person with the most correct answers will win a fabulous
gift basket full of wonderful items donated by CAST members. In the
event of a tie, names will be put in a basket and a winner will be
drawn at random.

• The contest will run from January 23rd to January 27th. A
winner will be determined on January 28th and will be notified
through an Etsy conversation.

Participating Shops:

New Creation Art
What's Her Name
Lori Delisle
Whimsie Dots
Christie Cottage
Eye Candy Creative
Shazzabeth
zudagay
jabon
Deb's Random Art - that's ME!
Lady Pippie
Lamplight Boutique
Urban Creativity
Guiding Light Candles

For Pat...

....so she has something else to stare at besides the bleach spot on her pink slipper...

Several posts ago, I promised photos of our Christmas tree along with some favorite ornaments.

Here it is - the day we took it down - since we HAD to because the day after we took out the old piano and moved in the 'new' (but used) piano, we awoke to find that the tree had imploded sometime in the middle of the night:



And here are a couple ornaments - not that you can see them very well...

A Department 56 design of a funky fish with long, skinny legs.

One of several photos of Olivia on Santa's lap (the others were buried beneath the branches...)

One of dozens of homemade ornaments made by Olivia who, if given the opportunity, would spend all of her time "doing art projects." (A girl after her Momma's heart!)

There are many, many more ornaments - which I like way more than these. But again - buried!

So much for my plan of keeping the tree up until Easter!

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If a Christmas tree falls in the middle of the living room when there's no one around to hear it, does it still make a sound? no.

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Whether a tree falls to the south or to the north, (or in the living room) in the place where it falls, there will it lie. -Ecclesiastes 11:3

(parenthetical addition from Deb's Paraphrased Version)

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The Door

"...Beyond the open door is a new and fresh anointing,
Hear the Spirit calling you to go.
Walk on through the door for the Lord will go before you
Into a greater power you've never known before..."

The door is open.
It's not on the hinges.
It cannot be shut.
Therefore, you may retreat once you enter.
Should you choose.
But I don't think you will.

From your vantage point
the room is lit.
Sun shines in the window.
It seems to make so much more sense
to stay in the familiar room
Rather than venture into the unknown.

The path ahead is dark.
No one knows what lies ahead.
Only the first few steps are lit.
What lies beyond?
....a greater power than you've never known before.

Go ahead.
Go through the door.
I dare ya.

"...Where He leads me, I will follow
Where He leads me, I will follow
And where He leads me, I will follow
Into a greater power we've never known before,
Beyond the open door."

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"Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you. For everyone who asks receives; he who seeks finds; and to him who knocks, the door will be opened." -Matthew 7:7,8

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Photograph by Olena
Lyrics: Beyond the Open Door by the Gaither Vocal Band

I Call You Faithful

Pat referred to this song in her blog entry. It was just too awesome not to share!

Merry Christmas

And, lo, the angel of the Lord came upon them,
and the glory of the Lord shone round about them:
and they were sore afraid.

And the angel said unto them, Fear not:
for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy,
which shall be to all people.

For unto you is born this day
in the city of David a Saviour,
which is Christ the Lord.

And this shall be a sign unto you;
Ye shall find the babe
wrapped in swaddling clothes,
lying in a manger.

And suddenly there was with the angel
a multitude of the heavenly host
praising God, and saying,

Glory to God in the highest,
and on earth peace,
good will toward men.

Luke 2:9-14

Dialog with Olivia

"Dad, Grandma was wrong when she said that Santa uses beeknockulers (spelled as she pronouces 'binoculars') to watch if you're being naughty or nice.

"Really?"

"I'm serious. There are magic televisions that record if you're being good or bad and then the elves watch them to see who is being good and bad and they write it all in the book."

"wow...I didn't know that."

"Yeah, and Santa just uses his beeknockulars to check to see if the TVs are working right. I'm serious. That's how he knows."

Brillo Man chuckling..."well, I learned something new, I didn't know that's how Santa kept track of things."

"Dad. It's not funny. I'm serious."

countdown...

December 19th and our tree is still not up.

I have some friends who don't put their tree up until Christmas Eve - AFTER the kids are in bed - then telling them that Santa brought it.

Plus - they still have to spend hours assembling the toys that aren't yet assembled.

They get no sleep that night.

We will be putting up our tree BEFORE Christmas Eve. Not sure how much before. Perhaps Christmas Eve Afternoon....

Mercer County State Police said...

Stay off the roads unless it's an emergency.

Apparently, Greenville School District thinks that school attendance warrants an emergency because even though every surrounding district (barring one) either cancelled or had a 2-hour delay, Greenville was open for business as usual.

Guess what?

I got up this morning. Looked outside. Conversed with Brillo Man who agreed that we were going to institute our own 2-hour delay. We just did not deem it safe to put Olivia on a bus (with NO seat belts) when the roads were bad and the state police were advising all to stay home. Then I went back to bed.

Ahh...sweet sleep.

Woke up two hours later -- helped Olivia get ready for school while Brillo Man went out to warm up the van. Then stood and watched as he promptly got the van stuck in eight inches of snow on top of four inches of muck and mud (leftover from last week's monsoon.) After another hour of plowing and clearing and finally getting the van out - Olivia was off to school.

Our two hour delay was now three hours.

She arrived in time for lunch. Her class was just about to leave the cafeteria and go back to class.... she stayed behind to eat and a teacher's aide was supposed to take her back to her room when she was finished, however, the aide forgot and left her behind.

Then another class showed up. Second Graders! "OH MOM! I WAS SCARED! And I had to sit there for really, really long minutes until my teacher came and told me it was time to go to gym class."

What did you do after gym class, Olivia?

We went outside for recess.

Then what?

My friend Zach slipped and fell in a huge snowy, muddy puddle and he had to go home and take a bath.

Oh, that's too bad. He went home early.

Yep.

Then what did you do?

We colored one picture and then it was time to get on the bus.

?

...should've just kept her home.....

At a loss...

Just in case you haven't noticed, I haven't been posting as regulary as I once had been.

I'm at a loss for words. And I don't know why.

I'm feeling a little (no, a lot) restless in my soul. Like something is amiss or should be happening or is going to happen. Spiritually, I feel like I'm sitting on the precipice of something huge and am about to plunge into something that I'm not able to see - not able to test the waters - nor begin to guess about the path ahead. ...wondering if He's going to be there to catch me or give me wings to fly.

I am hesitant to pray, "bring it on, Lord." Over the years, I've learned to be very, very, very, very (did I say, 'very'?) careful how I pray.

This restlessness keeps me from becoming too complacent in my relationship with God. Whenever God's wanting to do some work in me, the restlessness grows until I can't deny it. Lord..reveal to me what you want me to see. What changes do you want to make in my heart, in my life?" See, there. Now I've prayed it. look out.

Even thought this restlessness is sometimes an uncomfortable feeling, I am glad for it because it keeps me from becoming too self-reliant. It reminds me that it is only in Jesus that I find true peace, direction, and security. I certainly am unable to manufacture those feelings on my own. Trust me. I've tried.

The restlessness I feel is actually a big signpost to my heart to say that I'm not completely relying on God. (See...like I said...self-reliant.) I'm trying to fix everything that needs fixed - in my finances, in my relationships, in my walk with God. There's room for much improvement in all... but I can't fix things. I need to rest in the Lord --and see what great things He is going to accomplish. It's going to be something big. Maybe not the something big that I expected - but something that will be His perfect will for my life.

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"Come to me,
all you who are weary and burdened,
and I will give you rest."
-Matthew 11:28

"Call to Me, and I will answer you,
and show you great and mighty things,
which you do not know."
-Jeremiah 33:3

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The beginning of a New Day....

Today my dear friends, Pat and Sara lost their Mom and Gramma.

As I've been reflecting on all the splendor that Eleanor beheld this morning as she entered Heaven's Gates, I'm wondering, as I know her family is, if she danced, or sang, or bowed in worship, or was she so overwhelmed that she couldn't even speak?



In honor of Eleanor Gerhardstein...
...it will be an honor to meet you one day in Heaven.

May God wrap His loving arms around her family as they journey through this difficult time. Love you guys!

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Then maidens will dance and be glad,
young men and old as well.
I will turn their mourning into gladness;
I will give them comfort and joy
instead of sorrow.
-Jeremiah 31:13

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AH...the Aroma...

Once again, I'm reminded of the little blessings in life. How God is in the details.

The other day, I took a bunch of my art to a flower and gift shop in a nearby town. The manager is a dear friend and he's selling some things for me. While there, I noticed a display of Colonial Candles. Their oval jar candles are by far, my favorite. Brillo Man bought me some of the Oval Jar candles as a wedding gift - which we, of course, took on our honeymoon. I've been in love ever since - with the candles. (And Brillo Man too!) I have several of them throughout our home. And what's really neat about them is that when you've used up all the candle, the oval jar makes a great "keeper" of stuff. Buttons, sea shells, marbles --whatever strikes your fancy --looks great in the oval jar. And since I'm one who KEEPS EVERYTHING, a chic oval jar container is lovely way to display some of the stuff that I won't throw away.

Anyway, as I turned to leave the store, my friend said, "Wait, I want you to have something." He picked a candle off the shelf and handed it to me. A blessing indeed - as I'm not in a position to be spending $15 frivolously on a candle. (You know, the whole mortgage industry stuff....) Anyway - I now have a fragrant Pumpkin Pie Spice Candle to add to my collection of Colonial Oval Jar Candles.

Tomorrow - we're having Thanksgiving at our house. I know - we're late. The girls are coming home (Randy's daughters) - so we thought we'd wait and celebrate with them. My mother will also be joining us, as will my good friend, Ellen and her granddaughter, Angel (Olivia's best friend in the whole wide world.) So...I've been cooking for the last three days. It takes way too much of my energy to prepare a huge meal such as a Thanksgiving feast in one day. I have to spread out my efforts. Everything is ready to just pop into the oven (with the exception of the mashed potatoes and the vegetables which I'll do tomorrow.) The yams are done, the acorn squash is done, the pumpkin pies are baked, the stuffing (or dressing for you southern folk) is done and ready and stuff into the bird. And...my house has smelled heavenly for the the past three days. Even Brillo Man commented on how good it smelled as the pies were baking. (I told him not to get used to it.)

Earlier this evening, I walked past my Colonial Pumpkin Pie Spice Oval Jar Candle and thought to myself that I guess I wouldn't be needing to light it just yet. Perhaps I'll send it to mrs. mac.

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Every morning and evening they present burnt offerings and fragrant incense to the LORD. --II Chronicles 13:11a

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She Can't Ride a Bike?!

Olivia is five. And she doesn’t know how to ride a bike. How sad is that?

You see --we live on "the state park" and have no pavement anywhere - with the exception of the road - which is obviously no place for a kid to learn to ride a bike. (At least not if you're me - overprotective parent that I am...)

This past summer I should have been more diligent about taking Olivia to the community park which has a bike trail. She could've learned to ride. Problem is - there are no benches in this park on which Moms can sit and watch their kids crash their bikes. And with me needing a place to park myself and rest a lot...the no bench thing was a deterrent. So --we didn't go very often.

This afternoon, I made this cute little mini book to sell on my etsy site. I had the illustration of the Retro Red Bike and it reminded me of the red bike that sat ever so regally in my garage as a kid. It was very similar to the blue Schwinn that also had a space in the garage. I think the blue one had been my Mom’s bike when she was a kid. And now I had one almost just like it. I rode that red bike for a few years - and then all I could think about were the cool, banana-seat bikes with the high handle bars. I wanted one. I wanted the one with the groovy flower power seat. And I got one for my birthday one year. It was a bright turquoise color - and it had the flower power banana seat - and a basket! Wow! I was livin’ high on the hog now!!

Fortunately for me, my birthday is at the end of May –the beginning of the summer season. Aha - so many miles to ride!....

I rode that bike all over town. Literally. My friend and neighbor, Bobbi Jo, and I would ride everywhere. We lived on our bikes. Stopping only for an occasional round of perpetual Monopoly set up on Bobbi Jo’s front porch –the never-ending game that lasted all summer. (I used to buy as many houses and hotels as possible - as quickly as possible - and would squeal with glee when my friends landed on my properties and had to give me all their money!)

One day my Mom and I were driving past a church in our town.
“Bobbi Jo and I rode out here on our bikes.”
“No, you did not.”
“Yes, we did,”
“You couldn’t have.”
“Why not?”
“We’re more than ten miles from home.”

I was in fifth grade.

Next year, I think I’ll take Olivia to the park so she can learn to ride her bike.
Or maybe not.

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My sheep wandered over all the mountains
and on every high hill.

-Ezekiel 34:6

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Bowled over by His blessings!

I volunteer at The Good Shepherd Center –our local “mission”. (heretofore The GSC) Some days I spend my time conducting intake interviews to determine if an individual or family meets the income guidelines to receive free food from our Pantry.
Other days I stock the shelves of the Treasure Store with all kinds of neat junk that people donate. And I run the cash register in the Treasure Store too.

Ninety percent of my Christmas shopping for Olivia has been done at The GSC. Over several months I've picked up games (Green Eggs and Ham, Operation, Don’t Break the Ice, Arthur Goes to School), books (too numerous to list!), clothes, videos, a Dora doll backpack, puzzles, an addition to her Fisher Price dollhouse village...and the list goes on and on. In fact, I’ve had to curb my spending because I ran out of room in my “Christmas chest”. All told, I think I’ve spent about $25 - maybe less. And some of the things are still in the original packaging - never been opened.

I decided that I needed a new purse. In addition to a purse for me, I was looking for one made of tapestry to use as a backdrop for photographing my jewelry which will be put up for sale on my website. Purses at The GSC are always 50 cents each. Granted, some of them have decades worth of lint and cracker crumbs in the bottom, but most are clean and in good condition. They had no tapestry purses, but I found a little leather wallet clutch with a long strap - perfect to sling over my head, allowing for hands-free rummaging and shopping. There's even a pocket on the back for my cell phone and a pen. Perfect.

On my way out the door of The GSC, I spied a bowling ball. “How much?”
“Free - it’s going in the trash.”
“Trash!!”, I said with horror and disbelief, “Don’t throw it away, I want it.”
“For what?”
“I use them as lawn ornaments.”
(Insert strange looks and shoulder shrugging here.)
“Well, we’ll save them for you if you want because we get them in all the time and we just throw them away.”
Filled with excitement and glee (I know - it doesn't take much...) I picked it up and headed out the door.

When I got home, imagine my delight when I discovered that the bowling ball was RED! I quickly added it to one of the many groupings of balls we have throughout the property.



Then I sat down to 'change' wallets. Upon transferring my things from old wallet to new –guess what was in one of the pockets of the ‘new’ wallet for which I only paid 50 cents?.....$25.00

Brillo Man comes home that evening from his scrapping adventure and asked me if “this is anything you want to keep”. He handed me a tote bag full of highly collectible Shenango China and antique glassware. The tote –made of TAPESTRY!

So - all my Christmas shopping at The GSC has been ‘reimbursed’ with the $25.00, I’ve got my garden ornaments and my tapestry...and the end of the day, when I listened to my phone messages, there was one from The GSC.

They have another bowling ball for me!

God is good.

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All these blessings will come upon you
and accompany you if you obey the LORD your God...
Deuteronomy 28:2a

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Lord...of the Flies

Yep, today is Sunday.

The Sabbath.

The Lord's Day.

Sunday-goin'-ta-meetin' day.

The Holy Day.

Today at my house, it's the Day of the Flies.

I've swatted 38 thus far....and counting.

One of the plagues...revisited.

WHERE ARE THEY COMING FROM?!?!?!?

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...I will send swarms of flies on you
and your officials,
on your people
and into your houses.
-Exodus 8:21

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