Monday, October 31, 2011


Well, I think I still have the mojo.  Yesterday we had a tailgate party for the youth after Sunday morning church. We were able to divide the kids into 6 teams to play flag football. One of the rules was that a girl had to touch the ball on every play.  Well guess what this old lady did.  You got it I signed up for a team.  I did pretty well for someone who was over the hill.  I caught one pass and deflected another pass.  Then I just scared a bunch of kids to death. (I am good at trash talk.)  I do have to say that when one of those big high school football players was coming at me full force I let him pass untouched. I realized I wasn’t ready to die for the game.
    After the game I got a lot of high fives and wows.  I asked the other lady teachers why they didn’t play and I got those girly responses. (I’m not dressed right, I am not athletic, I might mess up my hair)  What girls!!!!!
     You know, as we get older I see many people giving some of the same excuses when God asked them why they are not in the game. (I have already done my time, I don’t want to give up my time, I might get dirty).  Isn’t it sad that they will not get to feel the excitement of a “well done” from the Master?
     Make sure you are playing the game and not setting on the side.

I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me. Philippians 4:13

Yes, I am high on Aleve today?

Tuesday, October 25, 2011

Nana Time

Being a grandma is a wonderful thing.  I set here at the computer with a 1 year old helping me type. Gage is visiting for a few days and it is bringing back memories that I had forgotten.  For one thing I watched Sesame Street twice this afternoon.  I have Cheerios on my floor. I am looking forward to bedtime.  There are some differences since I did this so many years ago.  I am not Mom I am Nana G.  I don’t have to worry about saying No.  I can set in the floor and play and not worry about if I am teaching him to be lazy.  I don’t have to do anything but spoil.  It is awesome. I love that I get to be the fun one. I think this is one of the great rewards of growing old and falling apart.

Ok, so I am going to have to pray hard for my kids because it is going to take them a week to work the Nana out of this little one.

Proverbs 22:6  Train up a child in the way he should go, and when he is old he will not turn away from it.

Tim looked very funny jumping out of that swing at the park tonight.

Tuesday, October 18, 2011


     The other night we had some friends over to play a game of cards. We were having a lot of fun when we came to the end of the first hand I froze.  At the end of every hand you had to add the points in your hand to see who won the hand.  I sat there with a hand full of cards and I couldn’t put 1+1 together. I know I am not the sharpest knife in the drawer but I should be able to do this. I sat there dumb founded wondering what is wrong with me. (That was a rhetorical question) Everyone around me were adding theirs up and reporting their totals.  I began to sweat. I wanted to start using my fingers and toes. I couldn’t get any higher then the number 10. The scorekeeper finally looked at me and asked for my score. I looked at him with a panicked look and said I don’t know what do you think.  He smiled and politely added my cards.  On the next hand I started anticipating the end and started calculating in my mind. By the end of the hand I had my total ready. I wondered what has made this so hard.  As I watched the table I noticed that everyone started counting their cards out loud. It was a loud jumbled mess of numbers. I have an attention problem anyway and realized that anytime someone said a number my mind would skip there. 
        After thinking about the card game I realized that I have this problem in other areas of my life.  There are to many voices vying for my attention. (Spouse, Kids, Church, etc.) Sometimes I have to step back and listen to the only voice that matters.

“My sheep listen to my voice: I know them, and they follow me.  I give them eternal life, and they shall never perish; no one can snatch them out of my hand.” John 10: 27-28

Monday, October 10, 2011

Fancy Pants

I have figured out a way to become rich. I believe that if I created a pair of pants that would fit tall fat bottomed women I would make a million dollars. As I search the store I can’t find any that fit.  God has blessed me with extra junk in my trunk, if you know  what I mean.  He has also blessed me with extra long legs. So when I go shopping it is hard to find tall fat bottom jeans.  I guess they think that all women that are blessed in this way are short.  They must also  believe that if they are tall they have little behinds.  Maybe someone in the fashion world needs to look at the real world.

I think in our Christian walk sometimes we get the idea that there is no way that God would want special things for me because I am the wrong size. (so to speak) Or they think, those things only  happen to the pretty perfect people in the world. As I look at Christ I see that most of the people he spent time with were just like me.  They had a lot of junk in their trunks. (Money problems, health problems etc.) He was still right there loving them.

I am glad that he likes this old, tall, fat bottomed, girl.  I am just the way he wants me.  (With a few extra pounds.)  Someone once told me,” He loves me warts and all.”

Thank God today because you are wonderfully made and he wants to spend time with you.

“I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful.” Psalms 139:14

What new item would you make for the world??


Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Show Me The Money

Tim and I took a trip last week to celebrate our 30th anniversary. It is really sad but we just couldn’t decide where to go or what to do. The thought of spending money just drives us crazy. Finally, my brother (the doctor) pushed us into going on a trip to San Diego. He and His wife had taken a trip there and really enjoyed it. He said you have saved the money spend it and enjoy yourself. Well, we bit the bullet, booked the tickets and headed down the road.

The weather was fantastic, the hotel was super fancy, and the beach was awesome. Every time I spent money I would send my brother a text “spending money now”. I know I probably drove him crazy but for some reason it made me feel better. I guess it made me feel better like someone was giving me permission to spend my own money. He was very encouraging. By the end of the week I didn’t feel bad at all about pulling out the old wallet. Now, Tim on the other hand, is still having heart palpitations over the whole thing. He breaks out in a sweat anytime he hears someone say will this be cash or charge. I have never met anyone as tight (cheap) as he is… accept maybe me.

Anyway, as I thought about our week I realized without the encouragement we would have missed the whole thing and maybe put it off until our 40th anniversary. (By that time I hope to be living in the retirement village and riding the bus on trips) You know in real life we all need a little push here and there. It is great to have people around us who know our weaknesses and love us enough to push us down the road. I am glad that God has put people like that in my life.

Have you had anyone encourage you? This week look for chances to be an encouragement to someone.

1Th 5:11 “Therefore, encourage each other and strengthen one another as you are doing.”

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