Saturday, March 19, 2016
Friday, March 18, 2016
Thursday, March 17, 2016
Good morning! Hopefully by now you've rose and already been shinning!! The most important tip I can share with you is to make adequate time to read and study the Word of God. You can't have Faith if you don't know how to get it! Quiet time with my Lord every morning brings peace, clarity and directions for my day. It's like water....without it you'll dehydrate, but with it you'll stay renewed and refreshed! Make memories and make today count for today will never come again. GO! Be the awesome person God designed you to be! Have a blessed day!
"So then faith comes by hearing, and hearing by the word of God." (Romans 10:17)
Thursday, March 10, 2016
It was a very, very sad but joyful day. Nothing can fill the void of saying my final "see ya laters" to my amazing Papa; but knowing he's in eternity with Jesus, with no more bone cancer & pain, certainly makes it a much different celebration. So many came out to celebrate with us and I know my Papa would have been so very proud of the service today. Just proved how many lives my Papa and Granny have touched throughout their 68 years of marriage. I can only hope and pray to touch and make such a positive impact on the lives of others as my Papa did.
Please keep my sweet and precious Granny in your prayers - dementia is an evil disease that causes her to relive the death over and over. Pray for strength as my Mom and her brothers and sisters have to pick up the pieces and help my granny the most and yet still grieve the loss of their daddy. 💔
From The Eyes & Heart of Your GranddaughterI spent the better part of the first 15 years of my life side-by-side with my Papa. He would always come to town and pick me up after school and even a few years after high school I had the vast pleasure of walking and working side-by-side with him on his farms. I am a better person because God gave me a loving, caring, devoted, God fearing Papa. He played the role of Daddy, Papa, Brother, Mentor, Pastor and Friend to so very many people. I can’t think of anyone that would not agree that my Papa lived the life he preached, he didn’t just talk the talk but walked the walk.My time on the farm with him was precious.He taught me to be steady and still and to listen with my heart. He taught me how to drive a standard on the column in an old 70’s Ford pickup and his worn out tractor was my favorite toy. He taught me how to use a come-along, a pickup, a tractor and a local fence post to pull a calf so that the mama & baby could have a chance to live. He taught me how to build cabinets in an old worn-out tin trailer house that he had dreams of living in on a little farm outside of Rochester, Texas. He taught me how to swing a hammer and how to turn a screwdriver to repair little things that needed fixing. He taught me how to live, love, laugh and drink black coffee on hot summer days.
I learned that when times were tough a bologna sandwich was really good, and if you got chips and an Orange Crush soda to go with it - all was right in the world. He taught me what it meant to trust in God when everything around you seemed to fall apart, but more importantly to trust in God when everything around you is completely in place. He taught me to have steady hands during troubled times so that you don't make mistakes. Between him and my Daddy, they taught me what hard work and work ethics was and how to not give up even when it looks impossible. He taught me how to haul water so the animals wouldn't thirst and the same for my soul -- how to fill it with the Holy Word so I wouldn't go dry. My Papa has been more than just a man in my life, he was my best friend, a role model and my pastor.
He was a man of God, a good father, an awesome Papa and my closest friend. When all other kids were out playing with their friends I could be found on that dusty farm with my Papa. Guess you could say he even taught me how to evade the law. When I was 9 years old he let me drive the old farm truck home on the back roads. Nothing ever worked like it was supposed to because he took shortcuts on the things that he thought didn't matter. Driving down this little 2 Lane Rd. the headlights began to flicker at oncoming traffic, which just happened to be the local sheriff. I will never forget the panic and urgency in his voice as he yelled “pull over.” Of course, I panicked because my papa never raised his voice and being only 9 years old and clearly not an experienced driver, I weaved through reflectors on the side of the road until I finally got that big one ton Ford truck to a stop. I’ll never forget how he jumped out and pop the hood as I scurried over into the passenger seat. The look on his face when the cop stopped was priceless. Even as a 9-year-old I knew we were in trouble, but oh so much fun to look back on now and laugh at how me and my Papa evaded the law; we really thought we fooled him. I had the pleasure of reminiscing these old memories with my Papa and Uncle Jr a couple of weeks ago in the hospital. The smile on his face and the laughter filled my heart because I knew I had left a mark in his life just as he has in mine.I do know life won't be the same without him but the memories he left for me to carry-on and share with my daughter will forever be in my heart and will never die in my mind. I love my Papa with all my heart.When I first learned three weeks ago that we thought Papa was going home to be with the Lord I was flooded with emotions. I hurried home to get my daughter so we could go be with my Mom and hopefully get to see and talk with him one more time. The drive from Kansas to Texas was extremely long! I prayed that selfish prayer "Oh God please don't take him before I can get there to say my goodbyes." By God’s grace, we did make it and he actually came home from the hospital, we even enjoyed a good old game of Wahoo! But these last two weeks I realized that it's not goodbye - it's 'see you on the other side!' You see, I know, without a shadow of a doubt that my Papa is in heaven. I know that he's taking that heavenly tour along the streets of gold and I envision that my babies, my cousin Michael, my grandparents (my Daddy's sweet parents), Aunt Dorothy and so many, many more greeted him. But what gives me such a peace that surpasses all understanding is that I know Jesus greeted him at the pearly gates and this is what I imagine he told him:"Welcome home my good and faithful servant! Come! Let me take you to your Mansion, it's just over the hilltop and it’s BIG and BEAUTIFUL and there's a bull names Charlie and many Charolais cows that's been waiting on you. I hope you don't mind but I wanted to replace & upgrade your little trailer house with this mansion because you see, my son, you served me all the days of your life. You sacrificed and believed there would be a way when there seemed to not be one. You paid your tithes in complete faith and never doubted that I would provide. You preach my word and you helped many souls get saved. Well done! I am so proud to call you home to your resting place!"I know that's what my Papa would want you to know & believe too. I also know that if he were standing here right now he would cry and ask you, "Do you know Jesus? Is he your personal savior and friend? Have you asked him into your heart? If not, please know it's not too late for you! You see He died on the cross for your sins so that you can one day join me in heaven! You see, when you’re born your clock of life is wound once and you never know when it will be your time to go. Don't wait! Give your heart to the Lord."Although I'm so sad to lose my Papa I am so glad his pain is no more. He's home and now he can rest in peace.Papa, I always have and always will be your little country girl and partner in crime, and I will forever be grateful for the lessons you taught me along this journey called life. My Daddy said it best when he described you as a "Jack of all trades but a Master of One...the Master of knowing God!" Thank you, Papa, for a life full of memories, laughter and hard work, for believing in me, praying with me, teaching me what it means to live for Jesus and letting me be your little side-kick. Now you can go to your sweet by-and-by and rest among the clouds with our sweet Lord and Savior and my babies who need your love and wisdom. Teach them to drive a tractor and drink black coffee on hot summer days and I'll see y'all again one day. I love you!
Tuesday, March 1, 2016
Good morning! Time to rise & shine!! It's a new day, morning, month....time to let go of yesterday and start fresh! You see, this morning when you opened your eyes and was breathing, it meant you have been given another chance! The question is, what will you do with it? Don't waste it on complaining, second guessing or giving residence to the enemy! Get up and BE the change you want to see in others! Be that kind person, the one with an outpouring of compliments and help! Do something productive today because this March 1, 2016 will never come again - so make memories and make today count!
"Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; old things have passed away; behold, all things have become new." (II Corinthians 5:17)
As I said before, if you take nothing else away from my blog - I pray you will never forget that you are "wonderfully and fearfully made" (Psalm 139:14). Never forget that you are the son or daughter of the almighty King of King and that you do not have to "BE" what the world expects you to be, but you do have to be what makes you happy! Do something kind today, be nice to others, and respect those you interact with. Strive to make a difference in others lives, but more importantly make a difference in your own life. Life is messy...thank God for Bounty paper towels, Grace & Mercy!
"Pretty words aren't always true...and true words aren't always pretty."
"And you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free." (John 8:32)