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RE: "I Want To Tell You..." - 7/13/2008 8:02:44 PM
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I have spent 3 ½ days in Branson with my niece and her 2 children. The children are three and seven years old. We went to Silver Dollar City for one full day. I watched those beautiful, healthy children as they laughed and ran and jumped for pure joy doing just what children do—riding rides, playing in the area where they could climb and explore water games, ball games etc, eating junk food and enjoying those huge snow cones. It was hot with a heat index of 97. They did not seem to notice.
There were several shows just for kids because it was during the Kid’s Fest. Our little Abby loved the Veggie Tales. She did not move or take her eyes off of the stage. I will never see a veggie the same again. Through the eyes of a child is just simply amazing. I now know who Bob and Larry are. They are really terrific veggies that wanted to have their picture taken with all the little ones which of course we did.
Our Zack loved the “Magic of Peter Gossamer.” His question was “how did he do that?” We adults were entranced and so I could only imagine what the little ones were thinking. This was an excellent show as well and totally had the children’s attention.
Regardless of where the children were---White Water, Silver Dollar City, the Lumber Jack go carts or the motel swimming pool I saw all of those places a little different because I was seeing them “through the eyes of a child.”
With the innocence of these precious children, I could not help but think of this scripture:
“Verily I say unto you, except ye be converted, and become as little children, ye shall not enter into the kingdom of heaven.” Matthew 18:3 |
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RE: "I Want To Tell You..." - 7/26/2008 1:47:47 PM
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“I Want To Tell You…” about my little “Judge”
I have noticed that many of you really love your pets. There are several cat and dog avatars. After seeing those it reminded me once again of my little “Judge”. He was a little Chihuahua. He was my baby. Believe me, when you do not have children they can help to fill that void. I got Judge when everyone was using the phrase “here comes the Judge”. Now I know that just dated me again.
I was working when I got Judge and because I did not want to leave him alone my Mom and Dad would puppy-sit. He was their granddog. He was such a funny little thing. He weighed ten pounds and was quite mischievous. When I took him anywhere in the car, he would lay around the back of my neck. That sounds kinda silly now but that is what he did. He loved to go anytime and anywhere. He played with an old sock and loved to pull and tug on it and shake it like crazy. He hated to have a bath. He would see me get a towel and he would hide. I don’t think that ever changed. As you can see in my avatar today Judge ALWAYS had one ear up and one ear down.
When I started dating my now husband, Judge was so jealous. He would crowd in the middle of Harry and I on the sofa. He would ignore Harry and pout a lot. However, in time they became pretty good friends.
Judge was so smart. He knew so many words. He recognized them and responded accordingly. Words such as Grandma’s house, go outside, play ball, and play sock and others that I am having a hard time remembering right now. Judge always seemed to know when a storm was coming. He would sit on the landing of our tri-level home and wait for us to go to the basement for safety.
Judge was a thoroughbred. His name was Jack of Diamonds. Now that did not suit him at all and I smile when I think that when I got him the owners thought I should keep that name.
My little Judge died at the age of 14. He had heart failure. I grieved for my little puppy. My life seemed so empty without the joy he always brought me. My nieces were staying with us the day Judge died. There were lots of hugs to help Aunt Judy survive. Harry had Judge buried in a pet cemetery. He also purchased a little stone with his name, birth and death date on it. I visited that little grave for a long time.
I have not had a pet since that time. I did not want to go through that kind of sorrow again. I still love pets but know I get way too attached to them for my own good.
That’s my Judge story. He has a real special place in my heart. I like to believe there is a doggy heaven. Nothing to base that on. Just me being me.
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RE: "I Want To Tell You..." - 7/29/2008 6:42:04 PM
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Our little city will really be hopping in about a week. It is time for the Missouri State Fair.
When I was a youngster that time could not come soon enough. We would watch as the rides were assembled at the carnival grounds and could not wait to get on them. We watched as the vendors prepared their carts to sell us hot dogs, pineapple whip (an ice cream of sorts), snow cones, cotton candy and other "not so good for you" treats. One of my favorites was hot peanuts. There was excitement everywhere. Horses, cows, pigs, rabbits and even chickens were brought in for judging and competition of some kind. There would be equestrian shows all week too. We had a horticulture building with wonderful flowers to be judged and Mom always loved that display. All of the 4-H projects were on display such as wood crafts, sewing, cooking and fruit and vegetables to be judged.
There is always entertainment at the grandstand in the evening. This is a ticketed event with big name country singers. Each night there is a huge fireworks display at the end of the show. The entertainment usually brings in a large crowd. Elvis Pressley came to our fair one year and actually walked through the carnival grounds. I remember doing a double take just to be sure it was him. That was then and this is now. I don’t think we live in that same world now and the only place we see the stars is on stage.
On the weekends there are auto races and that is a crowd pleaser too.
It is always so hot during the fair. As a child that was okay. I view that a little differently now. One thing that usually happens during the fair is rain. It was almost a joke around here. If we could hold out until the fair, we would get rain. One of the worst tornado’s in our area was at our fair. I was just a little girl when that happened and do not remember it but a local restaurant had pictures and I still remember those.
Years ago, people would come to Sedalia and stay in rented rooms. We did not have large motels. Now with a new Holiday Inn Express and Comfort Inn, everyone prefers to stay there. People went from $25.00 a night to $119.00 a night just to come to our fair.
I wonder how it will be this year. It is hot. Gas is high. Over night stays are expensive as well.
I drove through the fairgrounds today and there are tents everywhere. The water fountains are painted and ready to go. The grass is cut and flowers are blooming. Some of the buildings are getting some new paint and even new stairs. The grounds are coming alive right before my eyes. The 18 wheelers are coming in with carnival rides. I guess it does not matter how old I am. there is just a little tingle of excitement even now as I remember and look forward to yet another Missouri State Fair.
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RE: "I Want To Tell You..." - 8/3/2008 7:08:27 PM
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If I were to say to you today---Ten years ago did you think your life would be what it is today? What would you say? This is the very topic my husband and I were discussing recently. We had to admit that no it is not what we expected. We have received so many blessing from God and are grateful for every one of them. We have had our share of disappointments too. It was enjoyable to look back over our years together, good times and not so good times.
I think of the early married years and know I didn’t have a clue about God’s plan for me. Each day just seemed to turn into another and before I knew it, here we are thinking about “how did we get here?” Well, I guess we were growing and hopefully learning from our mistakes and rejoicing in our victories.
I don’t know why I do this but it is so easy to see God’s hand in everything AFTER the fact. Sometimes I will go through something bad to get to something good. I don’t always get what I want but I definitely get what I need. People, places, things are not always lasting. God puts them in my life for a time and for a reason.
“To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven”
Ecclesiastes 3:l
There is no doubt that God knows what is best for me, I just forget that sometimes. I get caught up in so many changes and trying hard to make things right for myself. Not that I am surprising God---He knows exactly what I will do at any moment.
For years in all of the different churches we have belonged to, there was one declaration that was always the same. “God has a wonderful plan for your life.” I do know that it is a wonderful plan of God’s for me to NOT know what is going to happen with each day. Who could handle that? Not me, that is for sure
Ten years ago I would never have believed that my new love would be Southern Gospel Music. Forums, blogs, chatting on different threads here? Never! I am just excited to see where God leads next. We are traveling and spending time with really great friends and have so much to look forward to. I’ll just keep trying to keep focused on what God wants me to do.
As I am thinking back, it is not so important how I got here. It’s about the journey. I realize God has a plan for me. I am going to keep on keeping on and not think about how I got here. By the grace of God, I am going to keep focused on where I am going.
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RE: "I Want To Tell You..." - 8/6/2008 1:08:21 PM
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I suppose when you start traveling frequently it is inevitable that you will come upon a wreck. On our last trip we were three hours from home and the traffic stopped. All three lanes were dead still. Of course with all of the large trucks we could not see ahead to know if it was construction or an accident that stopped the traffic. We inched our way along for almost an hour and going less than a mile. We heard a helicopter overhead. We saw an ambulance fly by with the words “advanced life support”. Finally we could see red light flashing and it appeared that traffic was being directed to the nearest exit. When we reached the exit we noticed that the red lights were gone and traffic was starting to move normally. It was several miles before we saw the problem. There was only one vehicle that caused the stalled traffic. It was an 18 wheeler and it looked like it had been blown up by a bomb. The cab was completely burned and there were several men transferring the load from the trailer.
That picture has stayed with me and even to the point of dreaming about it. I remember thinking and saying to my husband "oh God how could anyone survive that?" I was so thankful we did not witness such a terrible accident.
I have made a practice in the past years to pray and ask God to travel beside us as we head out on a lengthy trip. It is not like I don’t know He is already there. I just need to acknowledge His power to protect us and even if something terrible is allowed He will never leave us or forsake us. He will be right beside us.
I have not told this story to make anyone sad. This venting was for me. Maybe by putting my thoughts in this blog I will be able to have the peace I seek.
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RE: "I Want To Tell You..." - 8/26/2008 12:23:47 PM
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Yes, I am totally aware that it is not Mother’s day but when I see our own Christi I feel like I always have---Every day should be Mother’s day! A Mother’s love for her child is one of the most beautiful pictures I can have in my mind. My Mother gave her entire life to nurturing and loving her children. It never entered my mind that she did not love me.
The news is filled with children being neglected and abused. My heart is heavy when I see and hear those things. I look at any and all little children and wonder---“how on earth can anyone hurt a little child?”
The absolute opposite of that picture is what I see and read on the forums. I see Mother’s both single and married that love their children more than life itself. I hear the struggles that they face trying to do the best they can to have healthy, happy and well adjusted children. I picture our Lord with little children and know that He is pleased with these Mothers.
What if all the world had the Mother kind of love toward each other? You know the kind of love that is unconditional. The very same love that our Lord has for us.
Today I will pray for all of the Mothers that are working so hard to be good Moms. I know in my heart that your efforts will not be in vain. God will bless you as you love and cherish your children each day.
To Christi and Tink and all the others that I read about, I admire and respect the love you have for your children. I will pray for peace and wisdom for all of you.
I don’t want to leave the men out, so for Sam, Santa, and James, I see the love you have for your children and your grandchildren. It always warms my heart to see real men loving children. I will pray for all of the men both mentioned and not mentioned that are working hard to be good Dad’s and Granddad’s.
All of this is coming from a gal with no children. I love all children and can only imagine how it feels to be responsible for those precious little lives.
I will stop here and just say “Thank you guys so much for sharing your pictures and stories of your children”. I enjoy them very much.
God bless all!
Judy
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RE: "I Want To Tell You..." - 9/5/2008 3:57:48 PM
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While in Branson, Mo this past week we were able to spend quality time with the Soul’d Out Quartet. They have all become very special friends to us and they are just a really great group of guys.
We were invited to dinner with the Quartet plus Tanner’s fiancée Ashley, her Mom Wendy and Dad Monty. We were going to celebrate Michael’s and Dusty’s birthdays. Wendy arranged for Dusty, Michael, Matt and Matt to sit at a round table and the rest of us were next to them at a separate table. Now that round table had a quality that the guys did not know about. It was a “rising table”. Very slowly the table rises as the customer is eating. It is so slow you hardly notice it until it is near your chin or you need to lift your fork a little higher to get to your food. I think Michael noticed something “strange” first. Of course the customers in the restaurant began to laugh and cheer. All of the guys were loving the joke played on them. They are quite familiar with jokes. I know because they play them on me. The waitress then gave all of the guys a certificate that said they were members of the “Rising Table Society”. She told them the only way to get the table to lower was for them to sing. Now, as you can imagine, the joke was on her---She didn’t know they were a Quartet! Needless to say the guys sang and “knocked ‘em dead” in that restaurant. Just the look on the employees’ faces was worth it all. Yep! free mini concert is what they got.
Well, we had a great time and enjoyed the fellowship, laughing and celebrating with Soul’d Out. They are away from family so much as most of the groups are. They miss their families and we talked about that. They tuck their children in by phone. They do enjoy what they do and have fun while on the road but it is a tough life for sure. They have told me that there is no way they could do what they do if they were not one hundred percent sure they were within God’s will.
I have written about the guys because I so admire their faithfulness to God. It is a world that I did not know existed. A lot of people travel with their professions and draw a very nice salary. I have known that but when you travel for love offerings and are out there serving the Lord, it is about trust. Totally trusting God to supply all of their needs. I believe God has allowed all of us to become really good friends. I believe I have a job to do concerning Soul’d Out. It is to pray, encourage and support the guys as God directs me to do. I am that same girl that has said repeatedly that I do not believe that things “just happen”.
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RE: "I Want To Tell You..." - 9/11/2008 9:10:13 PM
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Today I ventured out to take pictures with my new camera. I decided to take photos of buildings and places that represented some of my childhood. At first it was fun and my mind was filled with wonderful memories. Just like the clouds gathering above me the cloud of sadness came over me and I felt a sense of loss. I took a picture of the viaduct we passed over to visit Grandma and Grandpa. They have been gone for many years and yet I still felt the sting of their absence. I took a picture of the school where I attended first grade. I felt sad because I remembered a little classmate that had no shoes. That painful memory still comes to my mind after all of these years. I took a picture of the high school I attended. It was at graduation time that my precious Grandpa died.
After returning home, I transferred the photos to my laptop. As I looked at the pictures other memories came to me. I realized that there were many, many more happy times than sad times connected to each of my pictures. I am thinking that “such is life”. There are good days and bad days. There is joy and there is sorrow in this life on earth.
Several years ago someone said to me---“How will you plant your garden of memories?” Will you plant it with the sad and difficult times? Will you plant it with the happy and joyous times you shared with your loved ones? Even though there were some sad memories today I won’t allow my garden to become cluttered with the weeds of sadness. I will keep my garden filled with blossoms of precious stories and thoughts of all who hold a very special place in my heart.
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RE: "I Want To Tell You..." - 9/18/2008 9:58:13 PM
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Here I go again with the thoughts of another day and another time.
All of a sudden today I was thinking of the little country school that I attended as a child. It was called Anderson School but I do not know why it had that name. It was a one room school. There was no running water and we did not have restroom facilities. Oh to be young again! If those facts bothered me, I don’t remember it. Oh dear, I got off track there for a minute.
My thoughts today were of our school paper. Yes, we had a paper even though we only had a few students in one room. Of course, there were no computers so these papers were typewritten and full of errors. I found three of these papers in my “treasures” today. The first one was dated September 30, 1955. I am chuckling to myself because I am suspecting that most of you weren’t even born then. Moving on here, I found my name in the first paper. I was one of thirty students. In the first paper I had written a little story called “A Little Girl and Her Monkey. I named that monkey Chicko. Yes, that is how I spelled it. I rated a full page with that story. It was pretty silly but then I was a little girl. In the second paper I wrote a story called “The Spooky Night”. In the third paper I wrote a story called “Thanksgiving Day”. Everyone had a part in our school paper if they wanted it. There were news articles and drawings done by the students. I only have three papers. I can’t remember if there were any after those three or not. I do know that I liked writing even as a little girl. I wonder what it would be like to write children's books and actually have them published. I have always loved books but never really thought about writing them.
Oh my, that was so long ago and times were so much simpler then. We were just children with big imaginations. I wonder if some of our famous fiction writers started out by writing in a little school paper. Well, I am not famous and I am not a fiction writer but the memories I have of writing for our little school paper are still very “sweet”.
Okay, I’ll put my little papers away until the time comes again to travel down memory lane. I must say that the older I get, the sweeter those memories become.
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RE: "I Want To Tell You..." - 9/24/2008 2:18:55 PM
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Sometimes the strangest things can go through my mind. I find that often times the thoughts come when I am tired and need rest or I am alone in a quiet house.
As a child I would look forward to a certain event with great expectation. For example, 4 H, Sunday school or a picnic or a birthday party for a friend. As those different activities came about they were in fact as expected. They were fun and I felt sad when they were over. Now, I find as I get older I still have great expectations concerning different activities. Plans are made and the time is drawing near to enjoy and “bam” all of a sudden I wish I had not made the plans. I wish I could stay at home. I want a quiet time to read a book or watch a movie, do a little needlework and just enjoy doing my “thing”. I have tried to figure this out today and I cannot make sense out of it. Making plans and organizing everything to be gone for a while is stressful. Is it about getting older?  Maybe. I didn’t feel like this a few years ago. Is it about finally finding peace and being happy right where I am.?
My husband and I often speak of doing “old people” things. We make decisions based on past experiences. We know what our bodies will handle at our age. We no longer get up on Saturday and go to breakfast, then do a day of shopping (closing down the Mall’s) having a late dinner and coming home. It is just too much. We try to avoid the trap of “age” being the decision maker. “It’s getting dark, better get home.” “It looks like rain, better get home.” That is the thinking I am writing about. Our thinking has changed as we have gotten older but that will not stop us from venturing out to enjoy life.
We have spent some quality time with a younger group of people this past year. As I witness the energy they still have, I think how quickly those young years pass. There are so many times when I think---how did the time go so fast?
Okay, I suppose I have worked through this new thought. I still have so much to look forward to. I know that God has a plan and I want to be open to whatever that may be. So----I will keep planning, listening and trying very hard to be where I should be when I should be there and enjoy the journey as long as I possibly can.
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RE: "I Want To Tell You..." - 10/2/2008 3:05:54 PM
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As the seasons change I make my trip to the cemetery to put seasonal flowers on Mom and Dads grave. I noticed the colors as I entered the grounds this week. The fall colors of orange, brown, and green were predominate. Even though the flowers were of silk they appeared real and painted a lovely picture. I noticed pumpkins both real and plastic scattered throughout the cemetery. The decorations were of leaves, mums, pumpkins and all kinds of Halloween decorations.
There was a time when I wondered and thought “why would you put certain things on a gravesite?” It is about survival. Every person who places an item at the grave of someone they loved does so for a very specific reason. You learn a lot about the people buried in the cemetery as you see what family and or friends place at the stone.
I realized the most wonderful thing today. What I was seeing was LOVE. Love expressed with objects, flowers, statues, windmills, flags and numerous other items.
I placed my flowers and remembered how much my Mom and Dad loved flowers. Maybe I go overboard with what I place at the stone but then again, maybe not. As I look back at the gravesite, I realize that I feel satisfied that I have honored my sweet parents with something they loved and I think they are smiling down on me from Heaven and saying “that’s our girl.”
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RE: "I Want To Tell You..." - 10/14/2008 10:49:41 AM
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This was sent to me by my sister and is just too good not to share. ENJOY!
EXPLANATION OF GOD: As explained by an 8 year old boy In Chula Vista, California
One of God's main jobs is making people. He makes them to replace the ones that die, so there will be enough people to take care of things on earth. He doesn't make grownups, just babies.
I think because they are smaller and easier to make. That way he doesn't have to take up his valuable time teaching them to talk and walk. He can just leave that to mothers and fathers.
God's second most important job is listening to prayers. An awful lot of
this goes on, since some people, like preachers and things, pray at times
beside bedtime. God doesn't have time to listen to the radio or TV because of this. Because he hears everything, there must be a terrible lot of noise in his ears, unless he has thought of a way to turn it off.God sees everything and hears everything and is everywhere which keeps Him pretty busy. So you shouldn't go wasting his time by going over your mom and dad's head asking for something they said you couldn't have.
Atheists are people who don't believe in God. I don't think there are any
in Chula Vista . At least there aren't any who come to our church.
Jesus is God's Son. He used to do all the hard work, like walking on water and performing miracles and trying to teach the people who didn't want to learn about God. They finally got tired of him preaching to them and they crucified him But he was good and kind, like his father, and he told his father that they didn't know what they were doing and to forgive them and God said O.K. His dad (God) appreciated everything that he had done and all his hard work on earth so he told him he didn't have to go out on the road anymore. He could stay in heaven. So he did and now he helps his dad out by listening to prayers and seeing things which are important for God to take care of and which ones he can take care of himself without having to bother God. like a secretary, only more important.You can pray anytime you want and they are sure to help you because they got it worked out so one of them is on duty all the time.
You should always go to church on Sunday because it makes God happy and if there's anybody you want to make happy, it's God! Don't skip church to do something you think will be more fun like going to the beach. This is wrong. And besides the sun doesn't come out at the beach until noon anyway.
If you don't believe in God, besides being an atheist, you will be very
lonely,because your parents can't go everywhere with you, like to camp,
but God can. It is good to know He's around you when you're scared, in the dark or when you can't swim and you get thrown into real deep water by big kids. But...you shouldn't just always think of what God can do for you. I figure God put me here and he can take me back anytime he pleases.
And...that's why I believe in God.
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