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Attacking The Pantry

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In conversation be sincere
keep conscience as the noontide clear
think how all seeing God thy ways
and all thy secret thoughts surveys
Thomas Kerr


Why do the weekends go by so fast? I think, because we try to cram so much into these two days. Majority of us work Monday through Friday and there isn't enough time to take care of all our extracurricular activities. Truth be told, we all have way too much on our plates to accomplish everything. Yet, we continue to try.

This weekend was no different than all the others. We had such high hopes, but only made a dent in all the activities planned. Saturday, we went to the movies to see the much talked about "Us."
Emily and I had no problem getting the message and it was pretty easy to follow or at least for us. Not many people understood the movie. We do not go out to the movies on a regular basis, but it was nice to s…

Just Share It: Lysa Terkuerst

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Everyday is a brand new day,
                                                                  everyday is a journey.




Just as Thou wilt is just what I would will;
Give me but this, the heart to be content,
And, if my wish is thwarted, to lie still,
Waiting till puzzle and till pain are spent,
And the sweet thing made plain which the Lord meant.
SUSAN COOLIDGE.

I often escape to my dream world whenever life becomes a bit too much to handle. We all do. We dream a life we wish we had, but it is only a dream. Yet, there are people who lie to themselves by pretending a situation is in a way they want it to be rather than the reality. It can be very dangerous to live that way. I believe Lysa hit this problem right on the head, some of the most dangerous lies are the ones we tell ourselves. I hope you enjoy the following post.  



Slippery Slope
LYSA TERKEURST “… to open their eyes and turn them from darkness to light, and from the power of…

My Writer's Block

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I know not what the future hath
Of marvel or surprise,
Assured alone that life and death
His mercy underlies.
J. G. WHITTIER


I've always found writing to be very therapeutic for me. It relaxes my mind as I release all the thoughts taking up residence in my head. The tension leaves and the stress lessens with each new post. I love to write. Period.

These past several months have been difficult as I faced something very rare to me. I couldn't write no matter what I tried, I would stare at the blank screen in front of me. Writer's block became very real and I thought that perhaps it was time for me to hang up the keyboard. 

I've tried to be all that I can be. My trying to be everything for everyone else is truly a losing battle. It is impossible. Ministry leaders everywhere face burnout every single day. I love everything that I am doing and wouldn't give up any of it. I love…

Cancer And The Clorox Wipe

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One family, we dwell in Him;
One church above, beneath;
Though now divided by the stream,--
The narrow stream of death.
One army of the living God,
To His command we bow:
Part of His host has crossed the flood,
And part is crossing now.
C. WESLEY.

Whenever I go back into treatment, there is a morning ritual that I perform. I do it automatically without thinking. I remember all of my treatments. They have been embedded in my memory forever. Four bouts with cancer has a lasting effect on a person.

Every morning like clockwork, I would get up and pick up my clorox wipes. I would start at one end of the apartment and work my way to the other. Every doorknob and handle would get a thorough cleaning. There is always plenty of germs on those. The counter tops, too. 

The bathroom gets special treatment. In there, we leave a whole separate container of clorox wipes. That room deserves the most thoroug…

God's Hidden Purpose

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Go, bury thy sorrow,
The world hath its share;
Go, bury it deeply,
Go, hide it with care.
Go, bury thy sorrow,
Let others be blest;
Go, give them the sunshine,
And tell God the rest.
ANON.


I often think about these past twelve years. God has been so abundantly gracious and merciful to me. Was it always His purpose for me to find mine? Oh, I believe He knew who I was on the inside all along. Or whom I could become. We are never done growing. 

This blog, this Ministry. None of this would have been possible without Him. Without His hand in my life. He gifted me with the talent of crocheting and writing to pursue His will for me. How did He know I would love every minute of it. 

If I could start my life over, this is what I would be doing right from the beginning. In a way, my life really did begin anew on the day I was diagnosed with cancer. Yes, it certainly did. He knew what was lying inside o…

The 100 Day Project:: Day 19 Of Writing

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The thing that goes the farthest
toward making life worthwhile
that casts the least
and does the most
is just a pleasant smile
that smile that bubbles from a heart
that loves it's fellow men
will drive away the cloud of gloom
and coax the sun again
Anonymous

So now that I know where I've gone wrong in regards to my eating habits, what am I going to do about it? To be really honest here, I have tried several times already to implement a change since the journal findings all with no success. I have fallen off multiple times, reverting to the same habits over and over again. I'm trying once again. Here are the implementations.

1. Begin eating a healthier and fuller breakfast. Lunch, too. Try to make an effort to actually make a decent meal here to start the day.

2. Include more protein into our meals like fish and nuts. I feel as if we are lacking protein since we …

Cancer And Nausea

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Everyday is a brand new day,
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O love that passeth knowledge, thee I need;
Pour in the heavenly sunshine; fill my heart;
Scatter the cloud, the doubting, and the dread,--
The joy unspeakable to me impart.
H. BONAR

When I look back on the almost twelve years with cancer, I wish I knew then what I know now. I was a complete greenhorn in that regard and I trusted everything everyone said to me about it. I believed all doctors were good doctors and all hospitals were good hospitals. It was all new to me. 

I didn't know anything about cancer let alone what to do to combat the massive side effects of treatment. One of the most unpleasant and difficult to overcome for me was nausea. I never felt such nausea before in my life even when I was pregnant with my children. 

The oncologist, at that time, gave me two prescriptions of nausea fighting medication t…

A Cottage For Sale

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He prayeth best who loveth best
All things both great and small;
For the dear God who loveth us,
He made and loveth all. —Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Life is a funny thing. For instance, take a small cottage in the country. One person could be dreaming of nothing else, but escaping those walls that have seem so much like a prison. They dream of the day they can wander out into the sunshine and simply walk away from it forever. 

Another yearns for a cottage just like this one where they can rest their weary soul. They want to escape within these walls from the encroaching world that misunderstands them. They dream of simply walking inside and never leaving again. 

How much longer?, each heart cries out in anguish. How much longer?, was a question that echoed from within their soul. It is a cry that can be heard on a dark and lonely night where sadness dwells.

What makes a home a home? Is it the…

The 100 Day Project:Day 15 Of Writing

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How oft a gleam of glory sent
Straight through the deepest, darkest night,
Has filled the soul with heavenly light,
With holy peace and sweet content.
ANON

It's been a melancholy kind of day. The skies have been overcast, just waiting to burst forth with a massive thunderstorm. That threat hung in the air for most of the day almost as an omen.

Another friend of a friend with cancer. Another cancer patient given the there's nothing we can do anymore. Another family grieving. It's been that kind of day.

No matter how many times I've gone through this, I am always amazed at the why them and not me. Every single illness and death affects me more each time. Today, I literally prayed upon hearing the latest message.

How does a family prepare for something like this? How do they come to terms with the lack of control they actually have over this situation. Greater is He, Greater is He…

Weekend Wrap Up

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God is never so far off as even to be near—
He is within: Our spirit is the home he holds most dear.
To think of him as by our side is almost as untrue
As to remove his throne beyond the starry blue. —F. W. Faber.

My energy levels have been way off lately and all I want to do is sleep. I have been good all Winter and suddenly, I'm exhausted. This past weekend, I slept in on Saturday, waking late in the morning feeling very guilty for doing so. What can I do? Nothing, it is what it is.

The rest of the day was spent catching up on e-mails and messages. I was able to make a vlog for my YouTube channel. I am no longer nervous when making them. Practice does make perfect or at least, comfortable and at ease.

I have been also experiencing writer's block. I have no idea what is wrong, because I have so many drafts started, but nothing completed. I simply stare at the blank pages and abs…

Personal Projects

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But, above all, the victory is most sure
For him, who, seeking faith by virtue, strives
To yield entire obedience to the Law
Of Conscience; Conscience reverenced and obeyed,
As God's most intimate presence in the soul,
And His most perfect image in the world.
W. WORDSWORTH.

Since the Crocheting Ministry began in 2013, the Fall and Winter Season have always been the busiest time for us. That's when we receive the most yarn donations from our contributors and the most donations are made by us to various charitable organizations in our community and beyond. 

Now that Spring is around the corner, usually we slow down a bit in our production as all the ladies are busy in their gardens, going on vacation and just plain raising their children. All of us enjoy the Summer activities and start back up in August full throttle.

That being said, I have been busy planning and beginning many of the …

Just Share It: Lysa Terkeurst

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Everyday is a brand new day,
                                                                               everyday is a journey.


I will shun no toil or woe
where thou loudest I will go
be my pathway plain or rough
if but every hour may be
spent in work that pleases thee
Oh dear Lord, it is enough
G. Tersteegen

How many of us have felt ungrateful? All of us. We may have gotten off to a bad start right as we stepped off our beds in the morning. Nothing we encounter or do for the rest of the day works in our favor and we quickly become ungrateful with everything in our life. Ever have that kind of day? For me, being ungrateful is usually followed by negative thoughts about myself and others view of me. Well, at least all of us have experienced such moments in our lives. So has Lysa. Enjoy. 


When You Just Don’t Feel Very Thankful
LYSA TERKEURST “But he said to me, ‘My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is m…

Just Share It:Anne Graham Lotz

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Everyday is a brand new day, everyday is a journey.



A child's kiss
Set on thy sighing lips, shall make thee glad;
A poor man served by thee, shall make thee rich;
A sick man helped by thee, shall make thee strong;
Thou shalt be served thyself by every sense
Of service which thou renderest.
E. B. BROWNING.


We all have been following Anne's battle with cancer and have been praying for her. Here is another installment of her journey that she shares with the public in order to be an encouragement to others. She certainly has succeeded, at least with me. Enjoy.

With Heartfelt Gratitude... 
for Journeying with Me through PrayerYour prayers have helped carry me through surgery and seven chemo infusions that have stretched out over six months. Praise God! Most of my battle with cancer has been won! Even as I have struggled with severe side-effects, I have experienced deep peace, unceasing joy, and great expectancy of blessing to come! Thank you!

The Woman At The Well

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O Thou, to whose all-searching sight
The darkness shineth as the light!
Search, prove my heart; it pants for Thee;
Oh, burst these bonds, and set it free!
G. TERSTEEGEN.

My morning has been spent on the phone with the  pension center and my financial advisor. Why are things so difficult nowadays? Why can't things be done on the first try? Everything seems to be complicated whether by policy or by people's inabilities to do their job correctly. 

You can tell that I have become a complainer of sorts. In fact, Joey laughs that all I do is complain about something. He is right. I do complain, but it seems to me that the world has gone to the dogs. Chaos, hatred, anger and many other emotions run this world. If there ever has been an outcry for Jesus to come, it is now. People are searching, but they are not finding the right path.

As I sat here at my desk, drinking my morning coffee…

Gratitude Expiration

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Faith's meanest deed more favor bears
Where hearts and wills are weighed,
Than brightest transports, choicest prayers,
Which bloom their hour and fade.
J. H. NEWMAN.

The weekend began like any other in the past few months. I dropped Emily off at work and came home to lay down for a few hours. Woke up at first light and headed out the door to do errands. Running from one place to another seems to be the norm on a Saturday morning. Gone are the days where we spent them at home catching up. 

Finally arriving back at home, I quickly loaded the washing machine and had a shower. I had maybe 40 minutes or so before having to pick up Emily at work. It was then that I had this creepy feeling. You see, while in the shower, I heard the bathroom door being pulled close. I left it ajar. 

I swear, every hair on my back ros…