Sunday, September 14, 2008

And the rain, rain, rain came down, down, down...

Well, I am thankful I am not in the path of any hurricanes to say the least but, wow, talk about rain! There are standing puddles all around and some streets are simply flooded! We could not even get into the Walmart parking lot yesterday so, I can image what it is like today! Even going to Church this morning was an adventure. Hubby asked me if I thought he should start on the Ark building. lol
Speaking of Church, we attended the Granger Community Church for the first time this morning, on our search for a 'home' church. At first we were a bit unsure due to it being a VERY large church but, we were very pleasantly surprised. Not only was the worship music to our tastes but, the teaching was very currently applied biblical teaching AND there was some wonderful humor throughout the ceremony! It really was a great experience! Even Tybo enjoyed it! We will definetly being going again next Sunday and are looking forward to it alreay!
On another note, I wanted to tell you about this Mr. Clean freebie spongy thingy I got and tried. WOW! It is amazing! It's called the Magic Eraser, something close to that anyway. It cleans soooo awesomely AND effortlessly! For someone with arthritis and Fibromyalgia, it is a must have! I will see if I can find the freebie link but, I only remember that I got it off of Summergal's blog! Her link is here...tell me more, tell me more...I believe is her title. I should know! LOL Because she is one of my bestest friends AND her blog has the most awesome freebies!!
Still another note, I finished another scrap kit today! It is my favorite now! lol I entitled it: Sugar Cookies and it is a Christmas kit. I had a thought of something I wanted to make one night, a sugar cookie and that thought inspired the whole kit! I hope you will check it out! Here is a little quick tag I made to show you the new kit.

I also have a new kit that is dedicated to my dear friend Aubrey. It's titled after her. She is incredible and I plan to make a tag with it soon to show you as well.
Right now, I have to run to the t.v. as my Colts are getting killed and I have to go cheer them on!!
Till next time....
Mental out

Thursday, September 11, 2008

September 11th

On the way home from work today, I got off early due to lack of work, I was listening to my local Christian station that I love, WFRN, and I heard a song... a song that simply made me cry from the bottom of my heart. It was a speaking voice, set to the music of Silent Night and based on a poem called, "Meet Me In The Stairwell". The voice in the song was God's voice, well, you know what I mean...and wow!! It is a heart and gut wrenching thing to listen to! Here is a link to this song: Please take a moment to listen to it. Be sure to have plenty of tissue ready!! Here is the YouTube link:
And, in rememberance of 9/11/01 Here is the poem by Stacey Randall: "Meet Me In The Stairwell"

By Stacey Randall
You say you will never forget where you were when
you heard the news On September 11, 2001.
Neither will I.
I was on the 110th floor in a smoke filled room
with a man who called his wife to say 'Good-Bye.' I
held his fingers steady as he dialed. I gave him the
peace to say, 'Honey, I am not going to make it, but it
is OK...I am ready to go.'

I was with his wife when he called as she fed
breakfast to their children. I held her up as she
tried to understand his words and as she realized
he wasn't coming home that night.

I was in the stairwell of the 23rd floor when a
woman cried out to Me for help. 'I have been
knocking on the door of your heart for 50 years!' I said.
'Of course I will show you the way home - only
believe in Me now.'

I was at the base of the building with the Priest
ministering to the injured and devastated souls.
I took him home to tend to his Flock in Heaven. He
heard my voice and answered.

I was on all four of those planes, in every seat,
with every prayer. I was with the crew as they
were overtaken. I was in the very hearts of the
believers there, comforting and assuring them that their
faith has saved them.

I was in Texas , Virginia , California , Michigan , Afghanistan .
I was standing next to you when you heard the terrible news.
Did you sense Me?

I want you to know that I saw every face. I knew
every name - though not all know Me. Some met Me
for the first time on the 86th floor.

Some sought Me with their last breath.
Some couldn't hear Me calling to them through the
smoke and flames; 'Come to Me... this way... take
my hand.' Some chose, for the final time, to ignore Me.
But, I was there.

I did not place you in the Tower that day. You
may not know why, but I do. However, if you were
there in that explosive moment in time, would you have
reached for Me?

Sept. 11, 2001, was not the end of the journey
for you. But someday your journey will end. And I
will be there for you as well. Seek Me now while I may
be found. Then, at any moment, you know you are
'ready to go.'

I will be in the stairwell of your final moments.


Monday, September 1, 2008

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Picking Myself up, or trying to anyway...

Lately I have been feeling really lost and empty as well as being in pain, physically and emotionally. I believe that something is going on with my health, more than usual. I have this weird swelling going on, unbelievable swelling, and it gets very painful. My legs, feet, ankles and hands swell grotesquely, I mean huge! I can't walk, I wobble, and it feels as if the skin is ripping off my body with the stretching! It burns and itches. I just don't know what is causing it!
Due to lack of medical insurance, I am unable to get to a doctor. I 'make to much' to receive any kind of aid, and I am simply one of those people left out. If things keep going like this, I am going to head to the ER as I am getting scared of what's going on with me.
The emotional pain is much harder to deal with and explain. I am simply lost. I feel as if I am in this giant, dark pit and though I know there is a way out, I can't find it. I don't know which way to turn, which way to move, so, I stand still, in the darkness. I have come to a point that all I can think to do is to pray. I don't even know what to pray for really though. I am simply going to pray and ask God to help me out of this place I am in. That is all I can do.
I am worried about some friends...Denise, whom I love dearly, who seems so down and blue...I wish you didn't feel that way, I understand, and I would take it from you if I could! Sandra, in the path of Gustav, I fear for you and pray for you. For Jan, also in Gustav's path...May God keep you both safe from harm!
I guess that's about it for now. Not very exciting or inspiring.
Mental out