August 10, Today’s thought — Heaven Doesn’t Weep

Consider the lilies (sunflowers) how they grow:
they toil not, they spin not;
and yet I say unto you,
that Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these.
Luke 12:27

Good Morning

Whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow.
For what is your life?
It is even a vapour,
that appeareth for a little time,
and then vanisheth away.
James 4:14

You, as all God’s children, live one final breath from your own funeral.
Which from God’s perspective, is nothing to grieve.
He responds to these grave facts with this great news:
“The day you die is better than the day you are born”
Ecclesiastes 7:1 NLT
Now there is a twist.
Heaven enjoys a maternity-ward reaction to funerals.
Angels watch body burials the same way grandparents monitor delivery room-room doors.
“He’ll be coming through any minute!”
They can’t wait to see the new arrival.
While we are driving hearses and wearing black,
they’re hanging pink and blue streamers and passing out (candy) cigars.
We don’t grieve when babies enter the world.
The host of heaven don’t weep when we leave it.
Come Thirsty – Max Lucado

Trust God for your Day . . .Today
With my prayers, desiring yours, Leslie

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43 Things about Us, A Work in Progress

This may take awhile to put together.  Statements are not in any order,  just how they came to mind.

1. We were both born in California about 30 miles apart, Selma for him and Fresno for me.

2. I have never lived more than 4 hours away from Fresno, He spent 2 years in Portland, Oregon for college.

3. He is 8 years 2 1/2 months older than I am. It has never seemed to make a difference, I have felt old all my life.

4. He has spent    years in college, I have taken 6 classes.

5. We have had 9 addresses, Shaver Lake, Rancho cordova, 3 different spots in Carmichael,  Sacramento, 3 more different spots in Carmichael.

6. We have 5 children, 3 girls, 2 boys; 2 daughters-in-law; 9 grandchildren 7 boys, 2 girls (we’re kind of light on girls)

7. We have had numerous dogs, most notable: Buddy, the beagle; Charlie, a black-faced shepherd; Rosie, the escape-artist basset; and not least, Silky Dude, a long-haired mini doxie.

8. Cats, we’ve had a few. He would say a few too many. Sir Thomas Dooley, a Siamese mix, we’ve had the longest of any cat, Taco, a black cat, Digit, my first multi-toed cat(I think he had just 6 on each front foot), and my favorite, Seymore Toes, the cat with 27 toes, he loves me!

9. Cars, I think this is the right order of ownership; jeep, ’63 Pontiac, Banana Dodge Van, chevy van, Suburban, green chevy truck, Buick Park Avenue, Suburban,  seems like there was an odd truck thrown in here or there. We drove my dad’s ranchero,These are the ones I mostly drove.

10. We moved to Carmichael , July 4, 1968, and really don’t want to live any place different.

11. We both garden, me in pots flowers, that seem to dry out faster than I expect them to, He in the dirt perfectly.

12. His favorite flower – tulips,  mine – yellow roses

13. He does things habitually. I do things whenever I feel like it.

14. He a morning person, yep, I’m a night owl (just not wise).

15.  He reads political news religiously, I could not care less about politics. In fact, I just sign my ballot, he fills in the blanks.

16. Neither one of us wears a watch.

17. His phone is always on,  I’m doing better at having my phone on since we don’t have a land line.

18. He usually lets me drive.

19.  We both love traveling in our rv.

20.  He has gone mainly vegetarian, I still love my beef.

21. As of October 20, 2010, we are living cozily in a 27 Komfort trailer.

22. We both are saved and sanctified, and are determined to give the Lord thanks for all He does for us.

23. We both have 4 living siblings, he- 2 brothers and 2 sisters; me-4 brothers.

24. In 2007, we traveled across country for 53 days and visited 32 states.


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Wishing to Wish

I received this:

“My room of 6

“Life is not about waiting for the storms to pass…it’s about learning how to dance in the rain.”

My room of 6
I am supposed to pick 6 women who have touched my life and who I think might participate. I think that if this group of women were ever to be in a room together, there is nothing that would be impossible. I hope I chose the right six. Please send this back to me.
Remember to make a wish before you read the quotation.”

I thought ‘make a wish’ and I went blank. It was as if I forgotten how  to wish or dream. Where am I if I forget how to wish? Under what cloud am I living, kinda like the little kid in Peanuts who walked around with a dark cloud over his head?

I would start to wish. . .  and then think:

but that couldn’t happen

there is no use in thinking about that

these last months have taken care of that

I don’t usually forward stuff, but I might have if . . . I could have been able to wish for something.

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Changes, a new home and a puppy

Just a link to a new post on my site – see you there

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Through Four Year Old Eyes

These are the earliest two memories I have. These are mine, I don’t remember them from a picture because there were no pictures of these events.I don’t know which one happened first. I was 4 years old. We lived at Morro Bay in a trailer park, my dad worked on the steam plant as an iron worker. At least three uncles worked there also, Uncle Billy Ripley, Uncle Cecil Ripley, and Uncle Richard Topper (we all lived at the same trailer park).
I started kindergarten in Morro Bay. My mom and I went to the school to meet the teacher and see my new classroom. The teacher showed me around the room pointing out all the toys. She told me I could play with ‘the’ doll. The doll was a walking doll and about 3 ft high. I was excited! But I never got to play with the doll.  Someone always got to her first. Looking back I realize I was a very timid and careful child,  but I always have felt that the teacher lied to me.

Next memory: All the uncles, my dad, and their friends went deep sea fishing. When they got back they had gunney sacks full of fish. One friend, named Shorty asked me if I wanted some M & M’s. I said yes. He opened his hand and it was full of fish eyes.

Wonder why I have trouble trusting sometimes?

Published in: on May 19, 2010 at 6:08 pm  Leave a Comment  
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What Am I Looking For?

We see always what we are looking for, and if our mind has become trained to look for trouble and difficulty and all dark and dreary things, we find just what we seek. On the other hand, it is quite ans easy to form the habit of looking always for beauty, for good, for happiness, for gladness, and here, too, we shall find precisely what we seek. J. R. Miller

Psalms 36:9 For with thee is the fountain of life:

    in thy light shall we see light.

I love that last phrase: in God’s light we shall see more light.

Published in: on January 26, 2010 at 1:39 pm  Leave a Comment  
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Order, the Foundation

Evening Tidbit

Begin to think of order not as a strait-jacket of “should” (make the bed, wash the dishes, take out the garbage) but as a shape–the foundation–for the beautiful life you are creating. Sarah Ban Breathnach

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What is added…counts

I am trying to remember that when I add gratitude, simplicity, order, harmony, beauty, and joy into my daily round a sense of lack diminishes and a sense of abundance increases.

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Thanksgiving food for thought:

Be thankful that you don’t already have everything you desire.
If you did, what would there be to look forward to?

Be thankful when you don’t know something,
for it gives you the opportunity to learn.

Be thankful for the difficult times.
During those times you grow.

Be thankful for your limitations,
because they give you opportunities for improvement.

Be thankful for each new challenge,
because it will build your strength and character.

Be thankful for your mistakes.
They will teach you valuable lessons.

Be thankful when you’re tired and weary,
because it means you’ve made a difference.

It’s easy to be thankful for the good things.
A life of rich fulfillment comes to those who
are also thankful for the setbacks.

Gratitude can turn a negative into a positive.
Find a way to be thankful for your troubles,
and they can become your blessings.

~~Author Unknown.~~

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It’s ending

Most of my awake hours this week has again been doing data entry work at Elmers. Posting here and Today’s thoughts has not had proper attention. Hopefully I’ll be able to get back in place when I’m not working until 10:00pm most nights. The work hasn’t been hard, just alot, two horizontal file drawers three feet wide plus. The end is in sight. I’m thankful.

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We made it through …

last week as we entered bills and invoices into Quickbooks. I worked about 60 hours. We should finish up this week then to run reports and double check stuff. Mary has been entering payroll, that is quite a job since it all has to match with payroll reports. I’m very thankful for what was accomplished. This is certainly a way to reacquaint my self with QB.

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“Peace, be still.”

Blessed quietness, Holy quietness
Blest assurance in my soul.
On the stormy sea, He speaks peace to me,
And the billows cease to roll.

When Jesus was on the boat with His disciples in the storm, they wondered “Carest thou not that we perish?!” Jesus spoke “Peace, be still.”
I’m looking for that same still in our storms


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Job=data entry

Now is the time to step up to the plate for ELMERS. We have to change back to Quickbooks, new program isn’t working out. My job is data entry from April to present. Yesterday  was about 13 hours and today started about 7:30. I may not have alot of time to post fun things here, but I keep thinking about what I would like to say.

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Making A Difference

This excerpt from Julie Jordan Scott’s “Daily Passion Activator
The Art of Showing Up, Every Day” is causing me to think about how my actions affect situations. My prayer is: “I don’t want to be a hindrance but a help….” It is my nature to want to fix things and make it all better. These thoughts point out to me different areas where a choice can be made in a positive way. And the differences made are not only found in others life’s or perceptions but more importantly in my own life.
Again, these statements are spring boards for my contemplation. I haven’t arrived at whatever the end result will be, nor do I list them to condemn anyone who reads this, I am just trying to learn to think and find out where I am and where I need to be. If these thoughts stir you to consider your impact on people, and we both take a little step to improve our relationships… has made difference.

Jude 1:22 And of some have compassion, making a difference:

“I make a difference by showing up without any costume
on. Not layering myself in anything except “this
who I am.”

I make a difference by granting others permission
to just show up, to be less than perfect or perfectly
perfect in supposed imperfection.

I make a difference by asking a question and living
it before strategizing the course, knowing the way
back is always revealed in the just-right time if
knowing the way back is something I need to know,
if I need it, it is there.

I make a difference by smiling into people’s eyes.

I make a difference by Being Intensity.

I make a difference by pointing out the what’s working.

I make a difference when I allow the hunger to sit at
the table with me rather than frantically fill it,
noticing the flotsam, picking it up, prodding it,
folding it into a yellow envelope or fashioning
it into a ball.

Up and down I toss it, back and forth, over and
under I juggle it, this “flotsam” word Martin Luther
King spoke and I found and now keeps surfacing.

“Collective unconscious” he says, from Jung.

I put my finger in the hole in the wall which is
leaking water.

“What is it?” I ask.

“Is the water making a difference? Is the wall me
making a difference? Is the hole making a difference?
Is the whole me making a difference? Is my finger me
making a difference?”

The differences are all right and are all me, making
differences when I show up.

I show up, I make a difference.

© 2009
Julie Jordan Scott

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Julie Jordan Scott is a Writer, Life Coach, Poet,
Speaker, Actor, Director and Mom Extraordinaire
whose deepest passion is helping people –
like you – discover and live with passion.

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Prepare the Ground

Ecclesiastes  3:1-2  To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;

“If it is true that one of the greatest pleasures of gardening lies in looking forward, then the planning of next year’s beds and borders must be one of the most agreeable occupations in the gardener’s calendar.  This should make October and November particularly pleasant months, for then we may begin to clear our borders, to cut down those sodden and untidy stalks, to dig up and increase our plants, and to move them to other positions where they will show up to greater effect.  People who are not gardeners always say that the bare beds of winter are uninteresting; gardeners know better, and take even a certain pleasure in the neatness of the newly dug, bare, brown earth.”
–   Vita Sackville-West

In all the seasons of life there are times of needing to be prepared. After a bountiful summer, comes the time of clearing  the spent vines and plants; a time of rest and restoration. A time for considering what was successful, what could be improved, and what should be let go. May our hearts be open to God’s preparation, so we may be continurally fruitful for Him.

Luke 8:15  But that on the good ground are they, which in an honest and good heart, having heard the word, keep it, and bring forth fruit with patience.

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