If you've followed this blog for awhile, you've seen me mention my aging friend WilloDean Campbell. She is in all honesty my friend's mom. She is 83 and probably in full swing stages of Alzheimer's. I love WDC, and started sometime last year to serve her lunch on the weekends, mainly to give my friend Brenda a break. Brenda has 5 sibs but they all live out of town and she checks on her mom everyday. In addition to being the primary caregiver, her elderly in laws (both 80 and somewhat declining in health) live with she and her husband Tom. I digress. We often sing and pray with WDC. Sometimes we do this for her amusement and sometimes to check how closely she's "tracking" with us. Like any ailment, she has good days and bad days. Today was a good day. Sometimes she doesn't respond to your questions or conversation, sometimes she does. . . .
This morning I was listening to the radio and this great song came on. The Holy Spirit quicken to my soul just HOW TRUE these words are. Sometimes my job, my friends and family, commitments, this blog, take such a front seat in my life it seems transparent that the time it would take to sit still and allow HIM to completely reign in me has been pushed aside. And then like the whoosh of the wind, HE makes it REAL again. No one but HIM, knows my thoughts, counts the hair on my head, loves me completely and unconditionally.
I"ll praise HIS NAME forever!
These are the days of Elijah,
Declaring the word of the Lord.
And these are the days of Your servant Moses,
Righteousness being restored.
And though these are days of great trial,
of famine and darkness and sword,
Still, we are the voice in the desert crying 'Prepare ye the way of the Lord!'
Behold He comes riding on the clouds,
Shining like the sun at the trumpet call;
Lift your voice, it's the year of jubilee,
And out of Zion's hill salvation comes.
These are the days of Ezekiel,
the dry bones becoming as flesh.
And these are the days of Your servant David,
Rebuilding a temple of praise.
These are the days of great harvest,
The fields are as white in Your world,
And we are the labourers in Your vineyard,
Declaring the word of the Lord!
There's no God like Jehovah.
There's no God like Jehovah!
Sometimes I think I've flipped my lid. This is my "take" on Taylor's sketch. I meant to make this like the sketch, honest I did. But somehow when I got to the table it flipped in my head the other direction. Well, at least it's not FAR FAR and AWAY from her sketch. Thanks for stopping by! Have a great Saturday. It's 6:30 in the morning, I should be cleaning but I have a hankering for banana bread. Think I'll head over to Starbucks, their table's probably clean! :) .jpg)
Update: Now that i see this posted, it would have been better with Brillant Blue card stock layered behind the dp. All:SU
I don't know why I posted this crooked card? Guess to remind myself I tried. I don't know why but I can't follow directions but thankfully for all of you I'm done for the day! How did I flip this in my mind when I made the card? Is it because I'm left handed? Maybe because I have no attn to detail? Everything SU except the rhinestones. Thanks for visiting my blog! 
Good morning all! This post is for Sharon, an avid reader but rare poster to my blog. When I thought of how to celebrate her birthday today (7-10) ~ I was reminded in my spirit of how Sharon is a "double" blessing to me. She is my cousin and she is my friend. I knew that I knew that I knew, God laid this song in my heart to remind me of all that HE'S given me through Sharon. See, through Christ we're sisters, through our dad's we're cousins, through a lifetime of sharing memories, laughs, and tears, we're friends. Happy Birthday Sharon! I wish you a day and a year full of HIS indescribable joy.
This is my attempt at Jullee's Mojo Monday 45. I guess I don't take directions too well, ha!
stopping by.
1. I am a breast cancer survivor. It was never life threatening, it was bilateral and has now been almost 5 years ago, praise God.
2. In recent years, I have learned more about patience and contentment from a friend who says very few things that make sense and never remembers my name. My friend WilloDean Campbell has Alzheimer's. She is my friend's mom, and lives in an assisted center near by. I help her with meals on the weekends and though it would seem I'm there to benefit her, she brings joy and contentment with each and every visit.
3. I have a slight case of cerebral palsy on my right side. I was born with it and while it may slow me down, it certainly doesn't stop me from much. My parent's main streamed me and I think it helped tremendously. I grew up with cousins and friends riding bikes, swimming, and chores just like every one else.
4. I am not a perfectionist. I realize from all your beautiful works (((and i do mean beautiful))) most stampers are. I'm just happy to play in the game. If it's crooked or cut wrong, oh well ~ I more than likely still had fun making it.
5. I love the ocean, there is nothing more descriptive to me of God's awesomeness. The vastness of it all overwhelms me. I gladly welcome the salty breeze of the ocean even during and maybe especially on the hottest days of summer.
6. Some of my dearests friends are gals I grew up with and have known all of my life. I find it comforting to "know and be known."
7. I have a "thing" about big purses and reading glasses. I like to have big tote purses whether they're popular or not. I also like to have lots of different reading or sunglasses tucked inside.
If I must tag others, I'll choose some of my local peeps.
Angie= http://www.schwooo.blogspot.com/
Suzy= http://www.inkyrubber.typepad.com/
Haylie= http://www.pforpink.blogspot.com/
Their posts are fabulous and I just know ((tho I don't know them)) they're fascinating.
On Sunday mornings when I attend my ladies class, it seems God shines a specific pearl of wisdom that stays with me. Usually spoken by my close friend and mentor, Connie Parker. This week it is, "God does not speak to be heard but to be obeyed." Ah, there it is, shining light on the rays of sin and unbelief in my life just like the beacon of hope it is!
