Down

I  have had arough couple of weeks. Was surprised to see a friend tonight that no one had told me was coming for a few days. Was lovely to help her out with her work. She is old, so who knows if this is the last time I will see her. But it sure did spark my mood.

And I had Doritos and cottage cheese. ... always a good mood lifter.

Cucumbers, peppers and 3 bean soup

Today has been a busy day, despite the fact that I have had a migraine all blooming day. I woke up, made a simple breakfast of lightly fried mushrooms, sweet peppers, onions and eggs over steamed rice. It looked a little odd, but man was it good.

I ran to town to buy freezer bags as I discovered I had lots of food on the fridge that would go bad before I could use it. I then spent the afternoon chopping up 3 varieties ( 5 colors) of peppers, and made bags to freeze. Some have onions added in them. Figured I can just grab a bag and add it into a stir fry or soup!

Apparently we have 5 more cucumbers ready in our garden. Not sure if we will eat them as salad, sliced, or if I will make lemon cucumbers (which by the way is FABULOUS).

Have potatoes and carrots ready in the garden. The salad is about done for the year. The beats have a bit longer.

Did three loads of laundry too. Have to do the dishes.

SOUPS CALLING!!!

Have a good Sunday.

Reaching for the seemingly unreachable

      Today is one of those days. It's raining out side, and my heart is so heavy that the thought of dancing in the rain is not even close to a consideration. So what did I do? I danced in the rain. Most people left church under umbrellas, or ran as fast as they could to their cars. The rain was cold, the wind was blowing, and they seemed very unhappy. I took it slow, and twirled. I even managed to get a 6 year old boy, with two paper airplanes, one in each hand, to twirl with me. He giggled as only a small child having fun can do. It made me smile.
      When it comes to serving YAH, one must act not on feelings, but what we have been told to do. One should never go by feelings. They can be wrong, or misleading. However when we serve YAH, He will provide the feelings that are needed.
      I find it hard sometimes to fight through the gloom that over shadow me. I think everyone has those moments. Sometimes its brought on by outside circumstances, wither it be people trying to tear me down, or exert their spiritual beliefs or practices on me (good or bad). Other times its just the fact that I care very much for the individual and feel their pains, or sufferings. Other times it is caused by eternal self issues, or past regressions. Today, I don't know why I am feeling such. I had a wonderful day/evening yesterday.

     Perhaps I am just tired. I did get to bed rather late, and woke with only a half hour to be read for church. I rushed out so fast I even forgot my bra! That was embarrassing, and reminded me of a story my grandfather had told of a older church lady who had come to his church wearing nothing but a slip one sabbath. Thankfully I just tied my sweater together, and no one could tell. B

     But even still, the over powering urge to weep pressed over me. I have taken it easy today. Cuddled with my cats, laid down for a small rest, and have decided to jot down this blog. My only solace today is that I have made it through one week of my new promise. I have consecrated myself to my God, and He has heard me and will grant my petition. How do I know this? Because he healed another area of my life I hadn't even asked him to heal when taking this promise. It gives me hope and strength to go one even though I know I have foes who would gladly see me fail to carry out their own desires.YAH is bigger and He is all powerful.

 I am tired, so I will go for now. I will reach for the seemingly unreachable today, for I know that sometimes even the pursuit of it will bring upon a blessing I had never imagined could be.

Dancing in the rain

Yesterday I was able to dance in the rain. A huge thunderstorm went over, and as it broke I ran out side to watch the lighting strike and dance in the falling rain.

It was so refreshing.


Had a lot of testing time with a good friend this week. Its amazing how a little communication can really up your mood! I got a lot of good advice, as usual, and even passed some of it on to a frind.

need to go! My Challa ( sabbath bread) is near done baking!

Storms

Sometimes I look around me, at all the things I see, all the things I know, and I take in account all the things I am not supposed to know, and I wonder,”can the world get any worse?”

Everyone knows that’s the kind of question you should never ask, because 99% of the time, it does get worse; a rain cloud breaks open over your head and drenches you to your bones.

Sometimes I even think “what’s the point of fighting anymore?” But then I realize that if we don’t fight, if we just lay down the and become cattle most people seem to want to be, that this world really is going to go to hell in a basket, and only a few people, who feel they own the air we breath and the water we drink, and the sky above us, will be left to carry our little wicker baskets out to the fire holes and drop us in, one by one.

The problem is, so few fight. So few stand their ground, or even push the front line farther creating beach heads. And the few that do, often are forced to do it alone, and either fall behind enemy lines as the lines come crashing in behind them, or are burned so badly they have a hard time wanting to get up to try again.

So many storms come, and people flock for shelter cursing the cold rains, the floods, the wetness of the trousers they wear that will soon dry, or the papers they could just reprint. So few stop to see the change a storm can bring, the freshness in the air once it’s gone.  And granted, the metaphorical storm here is rarely a storm we would ask to go through, or want to go through, or even fear to go through, there is still something, some small gem to be found in a storm.

Perhaps it’s nothing more than a friends smile, or clutch of their hand when we cry. Perhaps is just the feeling of strength that surges through our souls when we realize we made it through to the other side and have come out stronger than we were before. Perhaps it’s the knowledge that this is one storm we won’t have to go through again.

What ever the rainbow may be that we find on the other side of our storms, the point is even the worst storm in our lives can be somehow be turned around into a well of strength to fight through another day, another week, another year. It gives us the courage to face our enemies, whether in our own mind or on a real front, even if we fear we may lose. We know we can’t give in, to give up is to fail, and to fail is to give evil an overhand.

So what do we do? We learn to dance in the rain.

This is me. I dance in the rain.

Midweekend refelections

Oh how I wish that my day was spent doing something as lovely and creative as this! Alas, it was a chore day.

... four loads of laundry
... a load of dishes ( still have half one left plus putting a way)
... replanting my pumpkins
... vacuuming and covering the couches with cat hair resisters..... (like its really going to work!)
... started working on the errors I need to fix on my embroidery project for work. Spent over an hour on that alone!
... and I have a whole lot more on my list to do

All in all its been a good day. Three day weekends are lovely.

Hot dogs, nerves, and the weridness of books

I just cant get over it! Seriously how can a book publishing house miss the fact that the last 60 pages in a book is wrong!

Seriously, it goes from page 200 to 233. Then it goes from 233 to the end of the book WHERE the book jumps BACK to page 233 and REFINISHES the book! So I have the last page twice, the glossary twice, AND the first section of book two TWICE.... but no idea what happens between page 200 and 233.... *sigh*

The past week has been busy. Thankfully I had work everyday. Friday one of the kids decided to pretend she owned a beauty salon and gave me mud eyeshadow and lipstick. She then decided to paint my finger nails with tree pitch. She is rather cute, but I decided the pitch was a bit to much and let her borrow my clear nail polish.

Been sleeping poorly this week. Had the weirdest dreams. I would share them, but then they could be contageious.

I would LOVE to have hot dogs right now. Something about the warm weather, and watching the neighbor clean his grill today got me in the mood. Unfortunatly I have nothing, unless you consider the condements, for hot dogs. Would allso love a cup of tea. However I have no honey, sugar, or steevia! *sigh* some days you just don't have any luck.

My nerves have been odd today. My finger nails are gone...... GO FIGURE. Been feeling a bit overwhelmed this week. Probably due to the weird dreams and lack of sleep :) but my imagination is not dead that's for sure!

If you hear of a woman getting kidnapped by Sasquatches in my area? It was probably me out hunting for that elusive picture for national geographic.