Psalm 34:1-3

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The Pillsbury Doughboy died yesterday of a yeast infection and trauma complications from repeated pokes in the belly.

He was 71.

Doughboy was buried in a lightly greased coffin. Dozens of celebrities turned out to pay their respects, including Mrs. Butterworth, Hungry Jack, the California Raisins, Betty Crocker, the Hostess Twinkies, and Captain Crunch. The grave site was piled high with flours.

Aunt Jemima delivered the eulogy and lovingly described Doughboy as a man who never knew how much he was kneaded. Doughboy rose quickly in show business, but his later life was filled with turnovers. He was not considered a very smart cookie, wasting much of his dough on half-baked schemes. Despite being a little flaky at times, he still was a crusty old man and was considered a positive roll model for millions.

Doughboy is survived by his wife Play Dough, three children: John Dough, Jane Dough and Dosey Dough, plus they had one in the oven. He is also survived by his elderly father, Pop Tart.

The funeral was held at 3:50 for about 20 minutes.


“God gave you a gift of 86, 400 seconds today.  Have you used one to say ‘Thank you'”? (William Ward )

Lord, every single gift comes from You…“Lift my gaze to see life from Your perspective. Help me to understand-and treasure-every good thing You send…”(From James 1:7)   One Thousand Gifts


I have just started to memorize and meditate on Psalm 34 in NKJV.  This is what I have down so far:

Psalm 34:1-3

New King James Version (NKJV)

 I will bless the Lord at all times;
His praise shall continually be in my mouth.
 My soul shall make its boast in the Lord;
The humble shall hear of it and be glad.
 Oh, magnify the Lord with me,
And let us exalt His name together.


I looked at Psalm 34:1-3 in the KJV, The Message, the Amplified Bible, The New Living Translation, NIV and combined them for me to think about it some more and personalize it for myself:

 1 I will bless and extol God, my precious Lord  every chance I get, all the time ; my lungs expand with his praise continually overflowing from my lips.
Paula, do you and will you really choose to bless God at ALL times? Even and most especially when things are not going well?   Will you allow Him to do His work in you so there is a continual overflow of praise, The Life of Christ filling up your life and flowing out to those around you?  Nothing fake–just the genuine real McCoy?  You can not do this work in yourself but He surely can.
 2 I live and breathe God; I will boast only in the Lord, I will glory in the Lord
  Be humble and  confess your pride.  Even if things aren’t going well, and you are  afflicted, or feeling helpless hear this, take heart, be happy, be glad, rejoice:
..,letting go of all pride and self life, not seeking to impress others, boasting only in the Lord, immersing myself in God to listen to Him, HEAR Him, be glad in Him. 3 Join me in spreading the news;  magnify and glorify Him with me, come, let us tell of His greatness
   together let’s get the word out and exalt His name.
–Let’s MAGNIFY Him, GLORIFY Him, lift Him up and tell of His greatness!


816. “Beautiful” By Mercy Me:

“You’re beautiful.

You are treasured.

You are loved.

You are His. “

817. “Above All” :

818. Somebody’s birthday card that touched my heart:

819. On Bets’ frig: “God gave you a gift of 86, 400 seconds today.  Have you used one to say ‘Thank you'”? (William Ward )



“Count Your Blessings. Recounts OK.”


Lord, every single gift comes from You…“Lift my gaze to see life from Your perspective. Help me to understand-and treasure-every good thing You send…”(From James 1:7)   One Thousand Gifts

804. Ruth’s gift of the country sign I look forward to hanging up: “Count your blessings.  Recounts Ok”.  Love it!

805. The fun of being able to go to the girl’s basketball game today /special time with Nicholas sharing the political rally this week and his opportunity to do some political volunteering coming up

806. Borrowed the “Made to Crave” DVD and watched it last night.  The principles make sense to me.  “God made us capable of craving so we’d have an unquenchable desire for more of Him, and Him alone,  Nothing changes until we make the choice to redirect our misguided cravings to the only one capable of satisfying them.”–Lysa Terkeurst 

807.  Grace to follow through with ACTION on what I am learning

808. He is with me:


Isaiah 12:2-5

King James Version (KJV)

 2Behold, God is my salvation; I will trust, and not be afraid: for the LORD JEHOVAH is my strength and my song; he also is become my salvation.

 3Therefore with joy shall ye draw water out of the wells of salvation.

 4And in that day shall ye say, Praise the LORD, call upon his name, declare his doings among the people, make mention that his name is exalted.

 5Sing unto the LORD; for he hath done excellent things: this is known in all the earth.

Isaiah 12:2-5

The Message (MSG)

 2“Yes, indeed—God is my salvation.
   I trust, I won’t be afraid.
God—yes God!—is my strength and song,
   best of all, my salvation!”

 3-4Joyfully you’ll pull up buckets of water
   from the wells of salvation.
And as you do it, you’ll say,
   “Give thanks to God.
Call out his name.
   Ask him anything!
Shout to the nations, tell them what he’s done,
   spread the news of his great reputation!

 5-6“Sing praise-songs to God. He’s done it all!
   Let the whole earth know what he’s done!
Raise the roof! Sing your hearts out, O Zion!
   The Greatest lives among you: The Holy of Israel.”

 810.  John: a faithful, loving, godly husband and dad  to come home to us after a week away.

811. “The Perserverence Principle: It’s always too soon to quit” (John Hagee in “The 7 Secrets: Unlocking Genuine Greatness”)

812. By faith I give God all my mountains and say, “Mountains, get out of my way.”. Matt 17:20: NOTHING is impossible to them that believe.”


The Paradoxical Commandments

People are illogical, unreasonable, and self-centered.
Love them anyway.
If you do good, people will accuse you of selfish ulterior motives.
Do good anyway.

If you are successful, you will win false friends and true enemies.
Succeed anyway.

The good you do today will be forgotten tomorrow.
Do good anyway.

Honesty and frankness make you vulnerable.
Be honest and frank anyway.

The biggest men and women with the biggest ideas can be shot down by the smallest men and women with the smallest minds.
Think big anyway.

People favor underdogs but follow only top dogs.
Fight for a few underdogs anyway.

What you spend years building may be destroyed overnight.
Build anyway.

People really need help but may attack you if you do help them.
Help people anyway.

Give the world the best you have and you’ll get kicked in the teeth.
Give the world the best you have anyway.

814. The Don’t Quit Poem;


815. If God be 4 me, who can be against me? Rm 8:31


Humorous colonoscopy account ;)

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Dave Barry is a Pulitzer Prize-winning humor columnist for the Miami Herald
.  This is his colonoscopy account:

Colonoscopy Journal:




“I called my friend Andy Sable, a gastroenterologist, to make an appointment for a colonoscopy.




A few days later, in his office, Andy showed me a color diagram of the colon, a lengthy organ that appears to go all over the place, at one point passing briefly through Minneapolis.




Then Andy explained the colonoscopy procedure to me in a thorough, reassuring and patient manner.




I nodded thoughtfully, but I didn’t really hear anything he said, because my brain was shrieking, ‘HE’S GOING TO STICK A TUBE 17,000 FEET UP YOUR BEHIND!’




I left Andy’s office with some written instructions, and a prescription for a product called ‘MoviPrep,’ which comes in a box large enough to hold a microwave oven. I will discuss MoviPrep in detail later; for now suffice it to say that we must never allow it to fall into the hands of America ‘s enemies.




I spent the next several days productively sitting around being nervous.




Then, on the day before my colonoscopy, I began my preparation. In accordance with my instructions, I didn’t eat any solid food that day; all I had was chicken broth, which is basically water, only with less flavor..




Then, in the evening, I took the MoviPrep. You mix two packets of powder together in a one-liter plastic jug, then you fill it with lukewarm water. (For those unfamiliar with the metric system, a liter is about 32 gallons). Then you have to drink the whole jug. This takes about an hour, because MoviPrep tastes – and here I am being kind – like a mixture of goat spit and urinal cleanser, with just a hint of lemon.




The instructions for MoviPrep, clearly written by somebody with a great sense of humor, state that after you drink it, ‘a loose, watery bowel movement may result.’




This is kind of like saying that after you jump off your roof, you may experience contact with the ground.




MoviPrep is a nuclear laxative. I don’t want to be too graphic, here, but, have you ever seen a space-shuttle launch? This is pretty much the MoviPrep experience, with you as the shuttle. There are times when you wish the commode had a seat belt. You spend several hours pretty much confined to the bathroom, spurting violently. You eliminate everything. And then, when you figure you must be totally empty, you have to drink another liter of MoviPrep, at which point, as far as I can tell, your bowels travel into the future and start eliminating food that you have not even eaten yet.




After an action-packed evening, I finally got to sleep.




The next morning my wife drove me to the clinic. I was very nervous. Not only was I worried about the procedure, but I had been experiencing occasional return bouts of MoviPrep spurtage. I was thinking, ‘What if I spurt on Andy?’ How do you apologize to a friend for something like that? Flowers would not be enough.




At the clinic I had to sign many forms acknowledging that I understood and totally agreed with whatever the … forms said. Then they led me to a room full of other colonoscopy people, where I went inside a little curtained space and took off my clothes and put on one of those hospital garments designed by sadist perverts, the kind that, when you put it on, makes you feel even more naked than when you are actually naked..




Then a nurse named Eddie put a little needle in a vein in my left hand. Ordinarily I would have fainted, but Eddie was very good, and I was already lying down. Eddie also told me that some people put vodka in their MoviPrep.
At first I was ticked off that I hadn’t thought of this, but then I pondered what would happen if you got yourself too tipsy to make it to the bathroom, so you were staggering around in full Fire Hose Mode. You would have no choice but to burn your house.




When everything was ready, Eddie wheeled me into the procedure room, where Andy was waiting with a nurse and an anesthesiologist. I did not see the 17,000-foot tube, but I knew Andy had it hidden around there somewhere. I was seriously nervous at this point.




Andy had me roll over on my left side, and the anesthesiologist began hooking something up to the needle in my hand.




There was music playing in the room, and I realized that the song was ‘Dancing Queen’ by ABBA. I remarked to Andy that, of all the songs that could be playing during this particular procedure, ‘Dancing Queen’ had to be the least appropriate.




‘You want me to turn it up?’ said Andy, from somewhere behind me..




‘Ha ha,’ I said. And then it was time, the moment I had been dreading for more than a decade. If you are squeamish, prepare yourself, because I am going to tell you, in explicit detail, exactly what it was like..




I have no idea. Really. I slept through it. One moment, ABBA was yelling ‘Dancing Queen, feel the beat of the tambourine,’ and the next moment, I was back in the other room, waking up in a very mellow mood.




Andy was looking down at me and asking me how I felt. I felt excellent. I felt even more excellent when Andy told me that It was all over, and that my colon had passed with flying colors. I have never been prouder of an internal organ.”

Lord, every single gift comes from You…“Lift my gaze to see life from Your perspective. Help me to understand-and treasure-every good thing You send…”(From James 1:7)   One Thousand Gifts

795.  Healing is in Your Hands by Christy Nockels

796. Psalm 34:6

 6 In my desperation I prayed, and the LORD listened;
      he saved me from all my troubles. (NLT)

This poor man cried out, and the Lord heard him,
And saved him out of all his troubles. (NKJ)

This suffering person cried out:
   the LORD listened and saved him
   from every trouble.  (CEB)
 6 When I was desperate, I called out,
   and God got me out of a tight spot. (The Message)

797. A fruitful ministry trip in Mexico for John–my Sweetheart back home with us tomorrow

798. Esther so generously making me fresh veggie juice that floods my body with cancer-fighting nutrients and God’s marvelous provision with organic veggies 

799. A few  ruby red grapefruit left from Mom’s tree (yummers) in my fruit bowl–lingering memories of a precious family time in Arizona

800. A cute zebra shirt that fits and suits my Hannah beautifully at the M.B.

801. Daughters that will scratch their Momma’s itchy back pretty much whenever I want 🙂

802. “When everything seems to be falling apart, that is when God is putting it back together exactly how He wants it”

803. Lunch with Ruth B at one of my favorite restaurant today (Sweet Tomatoes)

“Endurance For The Journey”

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Wild Bill  goes to Tombstone and walks down the street boldly with a dachshund on a leash.   The Sherriff looks at him and say’s,  “Wild Bill.  What are you doing back in town?  I thought I told you to get lost.”   Wild Bill looks at the Sherriff a bit puzzled and said, “No Sherriff.  You told me to get a long little doggy….”


This is a devotional someone forwarded to me that was meaningful to me:

Endurance For The Journey
Lighten Your Load
Learn the Secret of ContentmentI am not saying this because I am in need,
for I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances.
I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty.
I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation,
whether well fed or hungry,
whether living in plenty or in want.
I can do everything through him who gives me strength.
“As a Christian athlete, whenever I was being tested physically, my mantra was always – 
“I can do everything through him who gives me strength.”
When I was stricken with cancer, I would recite this same verse over and over reminding myself that I, too, could overcome this new obstacle.  But after several surgeries and radiation, I was seriously weakened and I began to doubt whether I had the strength to ever overcome this one.  I was frustrated with my own weakness and inability to overcome.A friend of mine was aware of my weakened and discouraged state, and decided that I could use some encouragement.  He asked his friend, Chuck Swindoll, a well-known pastor and author, to give me a call and encourage me.  Since I had listened to Chuck on the radio for years and admired him greatly, I was thrilled when I answered the phone and realized it was he who was calling me.Chuck told me that he wanted to call and encourage me with a vignette that he was writing on Philippians 4:11-13.  I remember immediately popping up and saying proudly to him that Philippians 4:13 was one of my favorite life verses.He responded gently back to me and said, “Yes, Dave that is a powerful verse but your emphasis should not be on verse 13 alone but also on verses 11 and 12 that proceed that verse.”He then shared that Paul stated that he had learned the secret of contentment no matter what his circumstances.  He pointed out that Paul was under house arrest at the time.  He had experienced poverty and prosperity, being filled and going hungry, having abundance and suffering need – yet in all circumstances he experienced contentment. 

Chuck then shared “Contentment is possible no matter how dire your circumstances.  The secret to Paul’s contentment was knowing Christ’s strength was perfected in his weakness.”  He then quoted 2 Corinthians 12:9-10 where Paul wrote:

But He said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you,
for my power is made perfect in weakness.”
Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses,
so that Christ’s power may rest on me.
That is why, for Christ’s sake,
I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties.
For when I am weak, then I am strong.
When I considered that Christ’s strength was perfected in my weakness – my own inability to overcome – I experienced contentment because I knew I could trust Him no matter how dire my circumstances – no matter how weak I am.What is the secret of contentment even through the trials of life?  Focus on Jesus not your circumstances.

My flesh and my heart may fail,
but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.
PSALM 73:26

On the journey with you,Dave Dravecky” 

Endurance with Jan & Dave Dravecky
PO Box 631280
Littleton, CO 80163-1280


Lord, every single gift comes from You…“Lift my gaze to see life from Your perspective. Help me to understand-and treasure-every good thing You send…”(From James 1:7)   One Thousand Gifts

786. “No ifs, ands, or buts, dear God. I trust you with the road ahead!” (From Sue’s sig line)

787. “I can not, but HE CAN.” (Andy Stanley)

788. Psalm 63:8  My soul followeth hard after thee, Thy Right Hand upholdeth me.

789. But He said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you,
for my power is made perfect in weakness.”
Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses,
so that Christ’s power may rest on me.
That is why, for Christ’s sake,
I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties.
For when I am weak, then I am strong.
790. Don coming through cardiac bypass surgery with flying colors

My flesh and my heart may fail,
but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.
PSALM 73:26
792. “I can do everything through him who gives me strength.”
793. Love and kindness between my children
794. Beautiful music by the Talbets recc by Kathy (Thx, Kathy!):

Putting on my Pink Boxing Gloves

This morning I am putting on my classy, bright pink boxing gloves by getting my port  hooked up to my every 21 day dose of intravenous Vit H. Herceptin is mercilessly knocking the daylights out of cancer for me. Thank You God, for the gift of Herceptin on my side of the boxing ring!   Go get ’em Herceptin!   Knock ’em dead Herceptin, so that I can live!  Thank You Lord, that no matter the physical outcome of this match that I am fighting so hard in and rooting so much for, I am a winner BECAUSE OF YOU!  Thank You for the assurance of the final outcome.

Strong Polish Amazon Woman: a regular “cancer-fightin’ warrior” with plenty of arrows

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Two patients limp into two different hospitals with the same complaint. Both have trouble walking and appear to require a hip replacement. The FIRST patient is examined within the hour, is x-rayed the same day and has a time booked for surgery the following week.  The SECOND sees his family doctor after waiting 3 weeks for an appointment, then waits 8 weeks to see a specialist, then gets an x-ray, which isn’t reviewed for another week and finally has his surgery scheduled for a month from then.  Why the different treatment for the two patients?  The FIRST is a Golden Retriever.  The SECOND is a Senior Citizen. Next time take me to a vet!  WOOF*


Lord, every single gift comes from You…“Lift my gaze to see life from Your perspective. Help me to understand-and treasure-every good thing You send…”(From James 1:7)   One Thousand Gifts

781. “More often than not, the thorn we want gone is the very thing God is using to accomplish something good in us. Paul’s weakened condition made room for the strength of Christ, a strength he would need for all that lay ahead, a strength that would give him a larger capacity to enjoy the blessings that God had in store for him. Weakness in God’s people is always a blessing in disguise, but it’s hard to see it as such when we are feeling it keenly. We look for any escape, any way we can find back to the strength of self-sufficiency and daily tranquility. While we are anxiously looking for a way out, what we don’t see is that our thorn isn’t our real problem. What is actually making us anxious is our heart’s demand to be free of it. If we’d just stop resisting, we’d find grace to live peacefully with our difficult spouse, our multiple sclerosis, or our unemployment. If we are willing, we will find that we really don’t need the thorn removed–divine grace is sufficient. God will prove that to us if we let Him.” from a devotional called “Trust”
782. Come to the Quiet  An old favorite of long ago rediscovered


My Jesus, I love Thee, I know Thou art mine; For Thee all the follies of sin I resign; My gracious Redeemer, my Savior art Thou; If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, ’tis now. I love Thee because Thou hast first loved me, And purchased my pardon on Calvary’s tree; I love Thee for wearing the thorns upon Thy brow; If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, ’tis now. In mansions of glory and endless delight, I’ll ever adore Thee in heaven so bright; I’ll sing with the glittering crown on my brow, If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, ’tis now.

784. Uneventful flight for John today–over the border to Mexico tomorrow for a week’s ministry trip

785. Special time with each of my kiddos today–these precious times are treasures to us.  Every day I am alive is a gift to us from God.  I will not take any of them for granted any more.


Combatting and putting “stinkin’ thinkin”” in it’s place and coming up with more “Cancer Fightin’ Words”:


My left breast is gone and I miss it but it is a small price to pay to being alive and healthy.

I would have found it much more difficult had I lost one of my eyes, or legs, or arms or ability to speak. I am so fortunate, so blessed.  My God and my husband and children and other family and friends love me exactly as I am and I can equate the removal of my breast with the choice to do all I needed to do to LIVE and get healthy again. Others don’t even know any difference.   I can deal with this loss  with self-acceptance and  God’s abundant grace. If I ever choose to do reconstructive surgery, that is an option for me at any time.  Right now a breast prosthesis is a perfect match for me and I can remain this way for good or change my mind any time I feel like it if I want to.  I have all the time I need to make careful, well-thought out decisions that are a custom fit for me personally.  I understand why some women do reconstructive surgery and why some women don’t and there is no wrong choice.

My B cells and T cells and Killer Cells, my entire army of white blood cells along with my entire immune system is fighting hard and tirelessly for me every second of every day.  My bone marrow is thriving.  I have all sorts of strong defenses working on my behalf.  I will fortify them by taking excellent care of myself, nourishing myself with excellent fuel, soaking up ideal amounts of fresh air, clean water, and sunshine, moving my body with invigorating activity and exercise.  I will do as I am able.   I am on my way to becoming strong, healthy, and physically fit.  I did it before and I can do it again.

I read about a lady who read in a medical journal that “A cancer cell is, in fact, a weak and confused cell.”   Yep…and getting weaker and more confused all the time, floundering against the arsenal of weapons that we let loose to overpower any stray weak and confused Her 2 positive cells…adios forever!

With God’s help, I will beat Her2 positive cells, they will not beat me.

I am a more than a “survivor” of Her2 positive breast cancer, I am a “thriver”, living an abundant, full life.  I am “more than a conquerer”.  I am a victorious overcomer through Christ who strengthens me. 

I am energized and running, full-blast ahead, on the road to full recovery.  I had to run some sprints in my race and now I am in it for the long haul–steady, with my eye on the goal . God has a most wonderful prize for me at the end of my journey and the beginning of the next.  I can keep going, keep going, keep going with my eyes on the Author and finisher of my faith, enjoying every day I run my race.

I am a “Strong Polish, Amazon Woman, a regular Cancer-Fightin’ Warrior” that’s what I am 😉  (!) and my quiver is full of sharp arrows that pierce and destroy cancer: arrows like prayer, like resting in the fact that God will always do what is best for me and He is WAY stronger than the most aggressive cancer out there.  I have used arrows like smart/skilled doctors, surgery, chemo, radiation, Herceptin, and hormone blockers.  These have accurately targeted cancer cells, like finely tuned missles, pinning them down and rendering them harmless.

I can picture Her2 cells shrinking smaller, and smaller, and smaller then poof—ALL gone–not even a super powered ultra magnification microscope can detect any trace because there are none left to detect.


I am Grateful to be His,


Paula, the Strong Polish Amazon Woman, a regular Cancer-Fightin’ Warrior” that’s what I am 😉 (!) and my quiver is full of sharp arrows that pierce and destroy cancer!!!


Running lists/ links to people and songs that inspire me

More humorous word play:

Dyslexics have more nuf.

Clones are people, two.

Entropy isn’t what it used to be.

Microbiology Lab Staph Only !

Santa’s elves are just a bunch of subordinate Clauses.

Eschew obfuscation.

186,000 miles per second. Not just a good idea, it’s the law!

Air pollution is a mist-demeanor.

Does the name Pavlov ring a bell?

Editing is a rewording activity.

My reality check just bounced.

Rap is to music what Etch-a-Sketch is to art.

No sense being pessimistic, it probably wouldn’t work anyway.

What if there were no hypothetical questions.

Energizer bunny arrested, charged with battery.

I used to think I was indecisive, now I’m not sure.

Help stamp out and eradicate superfluous redundancy.

Help stamp out and eradicate superfluous redundancy.


I plan to add to these running lists of links of encouraging songs and inspiring people/stories in the comments section below.  Readers: please feel free to add your favorites too–I’d love to check them out. 🙂

Songs that have been especially meaningful to me through the tough times :

Your Hands


I’m Gonna Love You Through it (Breast Cancer)

Perfect Peace

If You Want Me To

Jesus Will Meet You There

My running list of some people/true stories that inspire me:

-George Mueller:

– Glenn Cunningham:

Here’s somebody else who inspires me: no arms, no legs…no worries-Nick Vujicic

Stacey’s blog through her battle with cancer is encouraging to me:

I admire Ann’s courageous attitute in fighting Her2 positive breast cancer.  She is a fighter:

Jothy Rosenberg : What an inspiration to see what Jothy has acomplished since his dismal diagnosis all those years ago. I watched a Youtube video of him after checking his web site.

Joni Erickson Tada has been a quadraplegic after a diving accident many years ago as well as suffering from years of intense pain then she was diagnosed with stage 3 breast cancer. Her faith and sweet attitude through all her challenges are an inspiration to me. I read her books on dealing with chronic pain after having some complications with nerve damage in my arm after my mastectomy. What a gal! She has done wonderful things for people with disabilities.…om-john-piper/

– Corrie Ten Boon:

Lord, every single gift comes from You…“Lift my gaze to see life from Your perspective. Help me to understand-and treasure-every good thing You send…”(From James 1:7)   One Thousand Gifts

777. I serve a great big God.  I serve a risen Saviour.  I serve One who could not love me more than He already does.

778. 1 Peter 4:12 “Think it not strange concerning the fiery trials you go through.”  God has an excellent purpose for every single trial I will ever face and He promises to be with me through them all.

779.  Paul’s response to the hard things he went through: “In all these things we are more than conquerers” (Rm 8:37)

780. Warm hugs and kisses and open arms and a wonderful husband and children that I love who were waiting for me to return home to on Tuesday night.  It was a great vacation and great to be home.




Heading Home Sweet Home Today


    A Jewish man moves into a Catholic neighborhood. Every Friday the
Catholics are driven crazy because, while they’re grumpily eating
fish, the Jew is outside barbecuing steaks.
So the Catholics work on the Jewish man to convert him to Catholicism.
Finally, after a lot of pressure and much arguing, the Catholics
succeed. They take the Jewish man to a priest who sprinkles holy water
on him and says, “Born a Jew, Raised a Jew, Now a Catholic.”
    The Catholics are ecstatic. No more tempting smells every Friday
evening. But the next Friday evening, the scent of barbecue spread
through the neighborhood. The Catholics all rush to the Jew’s house to
remind him of his new diet.
They see him standing over the grille cooking steak. He is sprinkling
water on the meat and saying, “Born a cow, Raised a cow, Now a fish!”

Lord, every single gift comes from You…“Lift my gaze to see life from Your perspective. Help me to understand-and treasure-every good thing You send…”(From James 1:7)   One Thousand Gifts

769. Great time catching up with Mollie, Mary, and Amanda in Asian Restaurant

770. Precious memories with Bets planting a letterbox, going to the nursery she works at at beeing the gorgeous cacti and petrified wood, just being together with her and rest of the family has been a treasure to me.

771. Veikko beating his Marathon times every time and great run in Phoenix–amazing!

772. Home sweet home for me today

773. Good start for Joy and Hannah in Upwards Basketball last night

774. “Be still and know that I am God” (Psalm 46:10)  He holds my past, present, and future.  I can completely rest in His love.

775.  The quails and bunny and beautiful dessert and mountains Bets and I saw on our walk

776. Julie sending me yesterday’s and today’s jokes which tickled my funny bone

Time in Az

    A five year old boy was afraid of the dark. One night his mother
told him to go out to the back porch and bring her the broom.
The little boy turned to his mother and said, “Mama, I don’t want to
go out there. It’s dark.”
    The mother smiled reassuringly at her son. “You don’t have to be
afraid of the dark,” she explained. “Jesus is out there. He’ll look
after you and protect you.”
The little boy looked at his mother real hard and asked, “Are you sure
he’s out there?”
     “Yes, I’m sure. He is everywhere, and he is always ready to help
you when you need him,” she said.
     The little boy thought about that for a minute and then went to
the back door and cracked it a little. Peering out into the darkness,
he called, “Jesus? If you’re out there, would you please hand me the

Lord, every single gift comes from You…“Lift my gaze to see life from Your perspective. Help me to understand-and treasure-every good thing You send…”(From James 1:7)   One Thousand Gifts

761. I praise the Lord for an extraordinarily wonderful time with Mom, Bets, Veikko, Jason, Heidi, and Jenny in Tucson–such a huge gift from the Lord!  What a great week!  Home sweet home for me tomorrow night 🙂

762. Pastor Todd, Pastor Tim, and the Congregation at Desert Son Community Church and the opportunity I had to share some of the things the Lord has been teaching me with them.  What a loving Body of Christ!

763. Fresh pecans from Dan’s trees

764. Energy and health to enjoy all the fun activities here

765. The blessing of special time with Ernestina, Sue, and Terri

766. A precious time with Jenny in the hammock under the dessert sky snuggled in a blanket together, hide and go seek with her and Haddle in their great big house, games galore, the joy of doing little projects for Mom,  painting Ben’s Bells, shopping, watching the DVDs Flywheel and Fireproof together thanks to the Mateers loan.  Hopefully we’ll get to “Facing the Giants” today too–one of my favorites.

767. Good food and memories, laughing our heads off together

768. Fragrant home made goats milk soap from Terri