OUR "A" AND "Z" BLESSING! FOREVER AND EVER!

A YEAR AGO, THE END OF JULY WHEN I RETURNED FROM THE NORTHWEST AFTER VISITING FAMILY AND FRIENDS THERE FOR A MONTH, THE LORD LAID IT ON ME

 TO PUT A PHOTO AND HIS WORD ON MY BLOG 

EVERY DAY FOR A YEAR.

TODAY IS OFFICIALLY OFF THE GOD-JOB, BUT THAT DOESN'T MEAN I WON'T BE SHARING HIS WORD AS OFTEN AS POSSIBLE, DAY-BY-DAY OR WEEK-BY-WEEK, TO SPREAD HIS WORD AROUND AND ABOUT OUR NATION AND OUR WORLD.  SO, I'LL DO WHATEVER HE TELLS ME TO DO WHENEVER HE TELL ME TO DO IT!  

HE'S MY WONDERFUL BOSS, MY FATHER, 

MY ETERNAL PEACE, 

MY FOREVER LOVE. 

 CAN'T NOT DO WHAT HE LAYS ON MY HEART TO DO.

 

ALL OF US... TEMPORARY.

HIS LAW; MY DELIGHT!

A DAY OF HUGE BLESSINGS!!

I had no idea, when I woke up at 7:30 yesterday morning, that my day was going be filled with joy, after joy, after joy, and a busy, busy day. Sorry this is so long, but my day was, too.  AND will fill YOU with joy, too!

1)  I went to our church and carried about 18 of my books to give and/or sell to people there.  I had just received 100 of the books on Wednesday from Amazon.  The books weren't entirely cheap, so having them purchased some of the time was helpful.  Well, besides my usual joyful time during worship, this other piece was amazing, too.  I was able to "gift" a few away, in necessary situations.  Also, several were purchased.  I left for home with only 3 in my backpack.  That was a rejoiceful time.

2)  When I got home, I suddenly thought that I needed to contact one of our church friends I hadn't seen for a couple months.  She lived about 20 miles out of town.  And she is a significant nurse teacher.  I knew she was very busy. When I called her, to offer to drive to her house and drop off the 4 books.  She had said a long time ago that, when published, that's what she wanted.  WELL, she said she was leaving to the airport in just a couple hours.  I said, "WHERE???"  And she said, "I'll be landing in the Seattle airport."  I said, "WHAT??? Near where my family is?  What are you doing?"  Well, she described that for a couple months she had been back and forth from Omaha to Tacoma to teach.  I exploded.  "TACOMA?  Where I was raised, where my sisters and others are.  Why didn't you tell me about this???"  She said that she had never known where I had been as a kid. And she loved Mount Rainier, too.  I'm a "mountain" addict.

One of my sisters had suggested a couple weeks ago that, when I get the books I should send her several and she could get them to people and send me the money.  I planned to mail about 10, but with the mailing cost it could be less than comfortable.  When I found out that Lisa was going out for another week, and she was wanting her books before she left and would come by my house, not far from the Omaha airport, I asked if she could take the books out and give them to Betty and it would make it easier for all of us.  Lisa was very happy to do it. I had signed and commented on all the books, I put them in a backpack, and Lisa came by and she happily took them.  And she grinned and said she'd be reading the book on the plane and she could hardly wait.  In Tacoma, she'll be in touch with my sisters and others.  What a treat! 

3) THEN, late in the afternoon, we went to a friend's home, another part of town, and we hadn't been there for a couple years, because Dan and Steph and Dave and I kept getting involved with so much else.  It was a dinner time, us and a few more coming, and, other than eating, we were worshiping, praying, sharing the Word.  

I was overwhelmed with a "WOW!!!".  A man came, who I didn't know, but when he saw me he said that I had been teaching about spiritual mapping some years ago and he liked it. Oh, MY!!  YES, I had taught much about it.  Some people were filled with intention to go that way.  Some weren't, of course. I told him I  still have books, a cabinet with hundreds of files regarding the spiritual background of our nation and many others in our world.

Then a lady came in and said she was so happy to see me, because it had been so long.  I didn't recognize her and couldn't remember the pieces of info she was dropping in about how we were together about a dozen years ago.  When I was leaving, she hugged me, kissed my cheek, and said, "Oh, MOM!!"   When we left, Dave indicated something, and I suddenly knew who she was and how we had been together about a dozen years ago.  We definitely will be getting back together.

Before I was leaving, I was also asked to sit in the center prayer chair.  They laid hands on me and prayed for my "Annie" book. They all bought one, and a couple paid more than I would have anticipated.  

4)  Just as I reached home, I there was a voice message on our home phone.  We reached home about 8:30.  A couple hours earlier, one of my Bhutanese gals, whose baby was due on August 22nd, had been taken to the hospital, because her back and other aspects indicated the baby was coming.  I got to the hospital about 45 minutes later.  I had had to change my clothes and put things together, assuming I might be at the hospital for a couple days.  

When I got there, it was indicated the baby might arrive by midnight.  WOW!  I just sat next to her and held her hand.  Her husband was around and about and doing anything he could.  His mom was there also.  As the evening increased they were able to sleep.  I could not.  I sat and held her, helped the nurses and did whatever I could.  NEVER having been a medical person or helper, the baby situations in the past 3 years have opened another whole different portion of my life.  

About 2 AM, the nurses determined that the baby was in a difficult situation.  His head was UP, his legs were DOWN. 

ME! 

So, instead of the baby being naturally born, a C-Section was necessary.  I have never, ever been in a surgery portion, but I was asked to be the one in that room when the surgery was in place.  I ended up sitting by Suk's head and holding her hand.  That's all I could do.  At 3:39 the baby was officially born and he was having a bit of difficulty in breathing, but about 1/2 hour later he was doing much better.  At 4:45, she was entering her room.  The little one could not be there, for a bit of time and I didn't see him out of the baby nursing room.

At 5:00 I arranged to head for home, and going around and about the hospital, etc., I got home at 5:30.  I was in bed at 5:45, and asleep at 6:00.  Slept off and on until 10:00 AM today.

WHAT A DAY YESTERDAY!!!  Filled with blessings, filled with work, filled with helping the Lord and filled with joy.  And most of it is not coming to conclusions for that day, but will be opening more and more further and for the future. 

 Book, Baby, Blessings, and Blessings, and Blessings.

Now, TODAY!! Still tired, but filled with joy!

"THE ANNIE PROJECT"... KLICKITAT, WA.

  Part of chapter 10... One portion to share.

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“Even with all those unhappy things happening around me, one event has always stood out because it changed me, in some ways, for the rest of my growing up years, and, in a way, for the rest of my life.  That day I learned a big bad lesson.  I felt that from then on I was responsible and I could trust myself better than I could trust anyone else.

“It was a day in late fall. I was a six-year-old first grader.  My sister Niki was about a year-and-a-half old and Patti was a really young baby.  Mom said she had to go into town and pick Dad up from work and that she’d be right back.  She also showed me that she had a meatloaf cooking in the oven and there was a catch pan in case grease should spill over.  I don’t recall being particularly disturbed at the idea of being alone.  Patti was in her crib and Niki and I played in the living room.

“Suddenly, I noticed smoke pouring from the oven.  I ran to the kitchen and opened the oven door.  When I did, I saw fire.  I closed the door, and ran outside to the walkway.  I ran back and forth calling for mom.  Part of my brain, of course, knew this was crazy, that she couldn’t possibly hear me.  The other part, though, was very frightened and desperately needed help.

“After yelling a few times, I decided I needed to get the girls out of the house and find someone.  This was not easy.  I couldn’t take both girls at once, because I couldn’t carry Patti and hold Niki’s hand going down the stairs to the road.  I took Patti from the crib and walked with them out to the top of the stairs.  A few steps down the hill, Dad had built a landing before continuing with the stairs. I managed to help Niki down and still hold Patti.  Then I laid Patti on the landing, walked Niki the rest of the way to the road, telling her to sit and wait for me, and she sat in a mud puddle.  I ran up to get Patti.  To my horror, she had rolled off the landing into a patch of thick, tall and sharp weeds we called snake grass.  I’ve never been certain whether snakes, particularly rattlesnakes, actually lived in the grass, but since I could sometimes watch them crawling around on the rocks below the window while we ate, it would have taken a lot to convince me that there weren’t any in that patch.  I didn’t have a choice, however, so I swallowed my fear, jumped down, grabbed Patti, put her on the landing and jumped back out, probably in as lightning-fast a move as I’ve made in my lifetime.  Patti had a small cut on her forehead, but that was all.  I carried her down to the road and then started walking with the girls towards town looking for help.  After about a quarter-mile’s walk, I saw some cars parked in a yard.  I went to the door and knocked.  When a man answered, I said, ‘I live in the Bird House and it’s on fire.’

“That got action!  He called the volunteer fire department in town.  My parents had stopped in for a beer at the local tavern and someone hollered to them that the house was on fire.  Of course, everyone in town that could, came out along with the firemen. It was quite a show.
“I was very frightened about what had happened.  I needed my parents to tell me that I’d done the right thing, made the right decision. Then firemen came back and said the fire was contained to the oven and there was no other damage.  Some grease from the meatloaf had splattered onto the coils and burned.  That was, of course, good news.  My mom, though, was angry.  In front of everyone, she swore at me and yelled, ‘Why didn’t you just turn the stove off?’  Some of my school mates laughed at me.  Dad didn’t say anything.  The crowd broke up and headed back to town, and it was all over.

“Later that evening, dad explained to me that mom was scared and that’s why she acted so angry. The subject was never brought up again in our home. 

“When I was a senior in high school, I dropped in to see a friend in town and was introduced to an older man who was visiting them.  After thinking for a minute he asked, ‘Were your parents very tall?  Did you live outside of town?’  When I said ‘yes’, he laughed.  He said, ‘I’ll bet you were the little girl who came to my door and said the house was on fire.  We had just come back from my wife’s funeral. You sure took our minds off our troubles.’

“I’ve sometimes wondered who the people were at his house.  I’m sure someone took Patti and held her and that someone took care of Niki while all this was going on. I don’t remember any of that.  I just remember being afraid and humiliated.  I don’t think I asked for help very often after that, either.  I began to figure out that I couldn’t trust my parents, and that’s a very sad spot to be in.  What’s worse, when other more terrible events happened to me, I didn’t tell my parents about them.  I just tried to figure out how to handle them on my own, events such as staying out of the way of people I knew wanted to hurt me.”

HE IS HIGH!!!!

OUR LORD PRAISED

HE IS THE WAY, TRUTH, LIFE...

WHAT A BLESSING FOR OUR FUTURE!

TO LIVE WITH HIM FOREVER!!

STREAMS RUN DOWN EYES...

[THEY HEAR NOT, NOR RECEIVE IT,

LOVE IT, OR OBEY IT.] 

AMPLIFIED BIBLE VERSE

SINGING AND REJOICING!

GOD IS BIGGER THAN ANGELS, DONCHA KNOW!

FOR WHO IN ALL OF HEAVEN CAN BE 

COMPARED WITH GOD?

WHAT MIGHTIEST ANGEL

IS ANYTHING LIKE HIM?

PS. 4:6

IN HIS HOME... HALLELUJAH!!!

STAND FIRMLY!!!

IF THIRSTY, DRINK HIS GIFT

A BLESSED DAY!!!

 

I'm a "cloudy" rejoicing person.  BIG TIME!

And rejoicing about other things, too!

Clouds, or no clouds, I've had one of the nicest days in a long stretch of time.  And filled with rejoicing, over and over again.

I was able to get in touch with a friend in Omaha who was part of a very serious friendship necessity.  We were put together about 10 years ago by a pastor's wife in a local church where Dave and I attended for a few years.  Something serious was occurring at a Christian Jr. Hi/Hi School area back then, around the NW portion of Omaha.   It dealt with some of the serious spiritual "underground" issues [we call spiritual mapping], and I was/am a worker for that "battle" info to spread/share it around and have it broken down.  Kara and I became very good friends, when introduced, but in a few years, she was very stressful as family parents were very sick and died and she was in charge of it all.  Other situations just piled on her seriously.  We talked for 50 minutes this morning on the phone, the first time in about 2 years, and she truly wants to get together whenever she can have the time. Hopefully, in the next couple weeks, we'll make it and can rejoice together.

THEN, shortly after, I heard someone hollering for me on my

porch.  When I went, I was overwhelmed again, b/c Hanna Farwell had shown up to drop something off for Dave re: how he's putting computers together for them and planning to take the computers to their house in northern KS, about 3 hours south of us now.  They used to be about 5 minutes from us.  AND we were spiritual warfighting people, significantly.  We connected about 6 years ago.  Anyhow, with the family in town for the day in another place, she drove over and showed her baby -- baby number 13 -- and I held him.  She blessed me and prayed for me for my health before she left about 1/2 hour later.  [AND I don't look good, b/c the wind was

wrapping my hair around and about, but sure enjoyed holding the little, little boy!!]

 

THEN Dave and I went to lunch with one of our Bhutanese families... Sarmila, Ranjit, and their baby Sophia. [Photos just fit into my time with them at their church.  Dave couldn't be there very often, because he works at other churches, plays piano/organ for worship.] They have been our son and daughter and granddaughter since they've been here.  God also used me to help at the local hospital to be involved in the delivery of this granddaughter.  She'll be 2 years old in December.  She's a constant treat for

Dave and I when we can get together.  She's been told so many times that we are her grandparents and that she should smile and kiss us.  She's doing it more often, not always running away.

 

Got home just a short time ago, and could NOT tell you what a blessed day it has been.  And Kara and Hanna and Ranjit are planning to get the book.  YIPPEE!  [And Kara

wants more photos of the book and more of the info... so I'll be emailing that stuff to her today.]

This truly has been an amazing day!!!   And I'm heading for church this evening, because Dave is playing piano during the worship time and I always love to hear him -- AND I'm a worshiper!!!  And one of my church friends asked me on fb whether I would be there tonight or tomorrow [probably both] to sign the book that she has already received.  WOW!!!  Adds to the amazement, doncha think?

I'm filled with so many blessings now!!  In my heart, soul, and spirit... and lifting many to the Lord for healing, for joyfulness.   It's another HALLELUJAH!!! day. 

MY EYES SHINE... TO HIM, FROM HIM.

PROVE THEM WRONG!!!

AND JILL AND I IN SOROTI, UGANDA

AND IN ENGLAND, JUST AS I WAS LEAVING.

AND, BTW, SHE'S BEEN HERE FOUR TIMES,

AND I'VE TAKEN HER AROUND AND ABOUT TO 

A NUMBER OF PLACES, TO MEET WONDERFUL PEOPLE, 

SEE ROCKIE AND CASCADE MOUNTAINS, 

A VARIETY OF FALLS,  

SEVERAL NATIONAL PARKS, THE PACIFIC OCEAN.  

AND SHE WAS FILLED WITH REJOICING.

AND I SURE WANT TO SEE HER AGAIN!!!  

HOMELAND IN HEAVEN!!

STRONG AND STEADY...AGAIN!

YES, A NEW SONG TO BLESS HIM!

ANOTHER BHUTANESE BABY!! SURPRISE!!

During the past 4 months, I have been involved with the birth time of a new baby boy.  As I've done a few times in the past 3 years, I go to one of our hospital areas and, with them connected from their family friends to a Dr. who is wonderful, just help them adjust and be encouraged.  I actually had no idea this was going to be dropped back into my life, since I hadn't been heavily involved with the baby birth time for nearly 1-1/2 years.  But I was asked again and I DID!!

Well, we did well while moving forward.  Originally, we were told that the birth time would be July 22.  Two weeks ago, since I had missed them twice that week during their Dr. time,  because I was at my own doctor because of my body situation, the dad, Nim, on Sunday, the 6th, told me it had been changed to July 16.  I was a little surprised, to say the least.

Last Monday, the 7th, we had our next meeting time, and as soon as Dr. B. had checked Aita, she said to us, "Come tomorrow and check in.  The little boy will come soon."  I was absolutely shocked and needed to adjust my whole thinking portion.  Other things on my plate that next couple days had to disappear.  Including my birthday on the 9th.  What a surprise, as I said before.

Tuesday afternoon I took Aita to the hospital and got her checked in.  Her sis-in-law came, also, who is a good translator.  Nim couldn't be there, because he happened to be taking a job interview at that time.  Anyhow, things just go on the process.

Tuesday night I slept on a couch in the room, but hardly ever had a consistent rest.  Too much medical noise and lights, etc.  Wednesday, I had another appointment for one of my other dear ones with the same doctor, right around noon.  After that was done, I went to lunch with a friend from church who wanted to give me a birthday lunch gift.  Then I was back at the hospital about 3.

That night, just as I was resting a bit, the birth instance suddenly came to pass about 11:00.  Since I'd been in this situation before, I knew we needed to move all the chairs and everything else into one portion of the room.  Then the nurses wouldn't have to do that part of the job.  They had lots of their own stuff to do to prep.  And it was coming quickly.

About 11:30, Dr. B. arrived.  Delivery issue began at 11:45, and, if the little boy had come quickly, it would have been my biggest birthday gift ever.  BUT it was 12:30-ish when Ashita came. 


The amazing thing, regarding me, is that until I had become  66 three years ago, and was dropped into helping in early August, I would never have done anything like this and never wanted to see directly when a baby would be born -- including my kids and grandkids.  Hugging quickly after, YES!  However, this time, in the past 3 years, holding, helping, and doing whatever the nurses and Dr. asked me to do, was my God-job, because things needed to be done during the baby's arrival.  And that is a whole new world for me.  And I've loved it!!!

Anyhow, I headed home at 1:30 and, since it took a little while for my exploding nerves to relax, I didn't get to bed until 3:00.  It took a couple days, basically until yesterday, for me to feel I am fine and not thoroughly exhausted.  Next 2 months I'll be in the same situation again, TWICE.  THEN, in early September, I'll take a break for a couple days, maybe drive outside of town to K.C. or OKC or Lincoln and be with a friend and just relax.  I LOVE what I'm doing that God is telling me to do.  That's the important part.

So, just couldn't NOT send this around and about to my blog friends and my dear ones.

And I happened to be rushing up to their place just as they had come home.  I. loved. it. and. them!!!

Our wonderful heavenly Father that truly helped this event.

MY LIPS, TOO, SHALL SHOUT FOR JOY...

I thought this would make you smile!  

That's a gooooood thing when we're so full of

 seriosity most of the time. 

 Just wanted you to grin and rejoice in and for the Lord.