The Mouths of Babes

I love my grandkids. Scout is here all the time and I get to enjoy a two year old again. Scout is one of the only kids I have ever known that tells on herself. No need to lie, she just tells you what she did. “I broke this” “I spilled this” etc.

Her favorite past time now is the kittens. She will disappear and hide in the room with them. Very often I find her picking one up by the neck and playing with it. We “talk” about it and then she turns around and does it again.

The other day this is how she came to me:

“Hey Grammie, Look at the kitties HAVING FUN SHOPPING”. I be they were!

Today she said came to me and said “Grammie, you are having a birthday soon and I love you”  With that she began to sing “Happy Birthday” to me and then said she was going to give me a present. She was giving me “wrinkles”. Yup, you heard it! I asked several times, and she said the same thing over and over.What she means, I do not know, but at my age I do not want to hear the word! So, come Sunday I guess I will find out what “wrinkles” is.

I sure hope it is not the right word she is using!

What faucet produces HOT water?

I hate summer. Now, before anyone jumps on me hear me out. I now live in Texas. Nuff said? If not, then here is what I mean. Texas is hot, and dry and miserable.  For the last 8 or 9 days it has been over 100 here. We have a limited budget so running the air conditioning 24/7 is out of the question. I hate heat. My body has never handled heat, even the heat of the north east USA, and especially not Texas.

In Texas there are no natural lakes, maybe one I think. The “rivers” are what we called streams up north or small rivers. I have seen the Colorado river in Texas and it is bigger, but otherwise they are dribbles of water, Unless it rains, then they flood. My point is, there is no place to go put your feet in, go to a pull off park on the road and wade or swim etc. In fact, this is my 5th summer in Texas and I have yet to put my feet in any water in Texas. If you know me you know I love to walk in the water and love the water.  Here, I think if I came upon a spot to put my feet in I would be afraid they would get burned!

Medicine I am on also make heat hard to take, and sun and I never got along well before, so one med even gets me worse there. Besides the headache, sweating (which I hate!) and dizziness, I get grumpy. Yes, grumpy. It is hard to control at times as I am feeling so miserable and so hot that it just makes me physically react like that. Hard on my husband too.

I am learning to control it, but without the Lord to help I am not sure what I would do. I fail at the control so easily now.

What things get you that way? How do you handle them?

Oh, and the answer to the question above:  In Texas if you want a quick drink of cooler water go for the hot water faucet. The first bit of the faucet will be cooler than anything out of the cold water faucet!. Showers in the summer use no hot water from the hot water faucet.  FUN!

A Sonic Lesson

We went to Sonic for breakfast on our way to do our cleaning job. I have always liked the Sonic breakfast burrito and was looking forward to it as we had not had it for a long time.

We ordered our usual, one sausage burrito for my husband and a bacon burrito for me. We waited, and waited a bit more. Our Sonic built a new building and fancy looking drive up areas as well as a drive thru now. Ever since the improvements they are slow slow slow. We have not been able to figure it out, but it is now slow fast food.

A hint may have come with our breakfast burritos. They finally came to the window and said that they were sorry it was taking longer (as if the normal long wait was not something to apologize for) but, here is the kicker, ” we had to use REAL EGGS for the bacon burrito since we ran out of our mix. Apology for real eggs?  What is this world coming to?

I wonder how many times we are a fake, pretending to be the real thing? How about our walk with the Lord? Our being a “good Christian Wife”. Sonic made me think. I am asking myself and asking the Lord to show me, the places I am apologizing for the real thing.  When I take a Biblical stand, do I apologize to others for being real? Or do I keep my mouth shut and act like the fake is reality? Many times when we take a “real” stand we are criticized and made to feel like we should apologize for being real. Being Biblical. Being open about what God says.  I do not want to apologize for being the real thing when it comes to my Christianity.

How about you?


How do you handle uncertainty? Worry? Fall apart? Get grouchy? Clean? Eat? Shop?

With the world as it is and all the financial mess in the economy today it is hard not to feel all the stress and concern.  As women we tend to let it get to us. Not that a man doesn’t, but we are more emotional as a whole and tend to react outward.

In my younger days I would react as above… well not the shopping, we never had the money, and the cleaning… well, with 5 kids at home that was just more stress. I mean, why clean and make it nice when they would just mess it up in no time flat? Stressed me out thinking of it! If I should do the cleaning I would get very grumpy and yell if they even tried to be kids and make a mess.

As I aged the stress took on different avenues with me. I lived with the uncertainty of when the illness my first husband had would finally take his like. For 4 years we knew he could go at any time, yet we had to live as normally as possible. I carried much of his load so he could keep going. I learned a lot those years. I became more patient, asking myself if an issue was worth blowing up over and having a heart attack. Most times it was not, so it was forgotten.

I think my biggest lesson for life came after his death. I was always a stay at home mom, worked on the side with selling ceramics, sewing, helping out with odd jobs etc. Brought in money to help with Christmas etc, but otherwise I stayed home and worked on ways to save money by doing things myself, cooking from scratch and raising the family.

My husband was a pastor, so my life was around helping with church and the family, not outside work.  Our home was a parsonage, belonged to the church and came with the job. No pastor, no job, no money, no home, no life insurance because of a problem that is a long story etc.

I had no choice but to depend on God. I learned my dependency had to be on HIM.

Now, almost 10 years after my first husband’s death I am having to fall back on those lessons. My husband went to work this morning as usual. It is Thursday. Thursday has been D-day at the plant where he works. If you get called in to the supervisor around noon, you know your job is done. It has been layoff day for a number of weeks, they know another one is today. With so few left at the plant, you know that by numbers the chances are not good.

I am sitting here at 5:45 AM, wondering. I am reminding myself that my dependency is on HIM, not the plant. He knows that all our bills are needing to be paid. He knows that things were messed up in the past and the past needs to be paid as well. HE knows we left the job at the church Rick worked at because of apostasy in the church that we could not be a part of and that this job at the plant was much less money than he was getting at the church, so we have been struggling. HE KNOWS!

Even though I want to fall apart with worry, I keep reminding myself that HE KNOWS and sing Rich Mullins song “Hold ME Jesus” to myself a lot. I am shaking like a leaf, but I know HE KNOWS and my dependency is on HIM.

Ladies, I do not know how many of you have gone through this or are going through it, but we need to trust HIM. IF my husband comes home around noon, I need to be a strength to him, not a falling apart wife. He will be saying “It will be all right” but inside I know he will be feeling the uncertainty of the future also.

Pray for our husbands, even now, that what this day brings they will be able to depend on HIM. As we pray for them, we will be strengthened as well.