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Monday, December 16, 2013
"GRINCHING" GOT ME THIS WEEK!
WOW!! I had gone to northern Minnesota to visit my dear friend, Susan. I was below zero while heading up and increased the cold while there, pushing into the 20 below range a few times.
I didn't go out and about much from when I arrived on Monday afternoon, the 9th, and left on Friday afternoon, the 13th. BUT did go out to the nearest town, about 4 miles away, twice... and both times it was to share the "The Grinch" and "The Innkeeper's Daughter". What a surprise and what a treat.
First, however, Susan had planned to have her family and a friend come over to her home and let me do it on Thursday
evening. WELL, life changed. They showed up about 5 on Monday with pizza, and after eating it was my acting job to take place. We were in her living room, me next to the Christmas tree, and I got the job done... very happily. They smiled, sometimes laughed. [And I did, too. Especially when Jay wore my "Cindy Lou Who" hat when Susan was taking a family/friend photo.]
Her son, Jay, who works as an art teacher in a local school that covers all the grades, said he'd talk to the principal and see if I could do it there. I assumed that if it would work out, I'd do it by Thursday, since I was hitting the road on Friday afternoon. Life changed again. I heard nothing very soon.

On Thursday, however, I went to the home where friends were staying over the winter. The owners were in Texas and the chance to stay in a home in an easier location than theirs, re: snow and zeros, worked out well for them. After lunch, Nathan hit the road to pick up some other homeschool kids. The total of the kids from the two families came to 9. I did it again. They liked it.
When I got back to Susan's about 3:30, she told me that Jay had called and said that the principal wanted me to do it on Friday morning. I needed to be there about 10:00. I knew his class would be watching but wasn't certain sure who else and/or exactly the ages. I just had to show up, then would find out.
What a TREAT!! The classes were 9th to 12th grades and were connected to his art class and a musical class. AND, even though it was a public school, I was told I could do Innkeeper's story also... which is very good, and also plants the seed of God into hearts. I used to be able to do it at public schools, and was invited to do both stories fairly often. A few years ago, though, it was no longer acceptable. Kids and teachers who were connected to other religions or NO religions would be offended or filled with anger to hear a Christmas story, and it was not OK. This event on Friday truly was a blessing for me, and, I believe, for them, too.
As I was watching while acting, I saw some teens smiling and
looking happy and some flat-faced and looking down. But, I know that my God-job is to plant His seed in the hearts of people. The seed can grow later... maybe years later ... but it's there.
The principal was not able to be in the class, although Jay said she wanted to be there. I met her later, while leaving the building, and she was very sorry not to be there, but had to deal with some kids and couldn't leave her office. We had a nice talk. I heard later that she told Jay that I was a very nice lady.
I had another blessing. When I finished, and we were in the music classroom, I was given a gift. Jay told me that they were going to be singing for me. It was a huge treat. I took piles of photos, I laughed, I clapped, I thanked them. It was connected to a song about "The Cat in the Hat"... so I did Dr. Seuss re: The Grinch and they did this song for me. Do I remember the song? No. But I was so excited while watching them sing and dance and run around, and all I could do was LAUGH!! What a blessing.
Now I'm home, I expect that now I'm done. Until next December. However, these 3 times up north were new times. Susan had mentioned the possibility at her house before I left mine, so I took the costumes and the stories. I never would have anticipated doing it more than once.
Now... this week cleaning the house, doing laundry, reading the Word, writing words, doing dishes, grocery shopping, physical therapy, dentist appointment.... reality is back in. And that makes me happy, too. I love to treat my husband any possible way.
PS... I hope you like the photos... worth a grin!
I didn't go out and about much from when I arrived on Monday afternoon, the 9th, and left on Friday afternoon, the 13th. BUT did go out to the nearest town, about 4 miles away, twice... and both times it was to share the "The Grinch" and "The Innkeeper's Daughter". What a surprise and what a treat.
First, however, Susan had planned to have her family and a friend come over to her home and let me do it on Thursday
evening. WELL, life changed. They showed up about 5 on Monday with pizza, and after eating it was my acting job to take place. We were in her living room, me next to the Christmas tree, and I got the job done... very happily. They smiled, sometimes laughed. [And I did, too. Especially when Jay wore my "Cindy Lou Who" hat when Susan was taking a family/friend photo.]
Her son, Jay, who works as an art teacher in a local school that covers all the grades, said he'd talk to the principal and see if I could do it there. I assumed that if it would work out, I'd do it by Thursday, since I was hitting the road on Friday afternoon. Life changed again. I heard nothing very soon.
On Thursday, however, I went to the home where friends were staying over the winter. The owners were in Texas and the chance to stay in a home in an easier location than theirs, re: snow and zeros, worked out well for them. After lunch, Nathan hit the road to pick up some other homeschool kids. The total of the kids from the two families came to 9. I did it again. They liked it.
When I got back to Susan's about 3:30, she told me that Jay had called and said that the principal wanted me to do it on Friday morning. I needed to be there about 10:00. I knew his class would be watching but wasn't certain sure who else and/or exactly the ages. I just had to show up, then would find out.
What a TREAT!! The classes were 9th to 12th grades and were connected to his art class and a musical class. AND, even though it was a public school, I was told I could do Innkeeper's story also... which is very good, and also plants the seed of God into hearts. I used to be able to do it at public schools, and was invited to do both stories fairly often. A few years ago, though, it was no longer acceptable. Kids and teachers who were connected to other religions or NO religions would be offended or filled with anger to hear a Christmas story, and it was not OK. This event on Friday truly was a blessing for me, and, I believe, for them, too.
As I was watching while acting, I saw some teens smiling and
looking happy and some flat-faced and looking down. But, I know that my God-job is to plant His seed in the hearts of people. The seed can grow later... maybe years later ... but it's there.
The principal was not able to be in the class, although Jay said she wanted to be there. I met her later, while leaving the building, and she was very sorry not to be there, but had to deal with some kids and couldn't leave her office. We had a nice talk. I heard later that she told Jay that I was a very nice lady.
I had another blessing. When I finished, and we were in the music classroom, I was given a gift. Jay told me that they were going to be singing for me. It was a huge treat. I took piles of photos, I laughed, I clapped, I thanked them. It was connected to a song about "The Cat in the Hat"... so I did Dr. Seuss re: The Grinch and they did this song for me. Do I remember the song? No. But I was so excited while watching them sing and dance and run around, and all I could do was LAUGH!! What a blessing.
Now I'm home, I expect that now I'm done. Until next December. However, these 3 times up north were new times. Susan had mentioned the possibility at her house before I left mine, so I took the costumes and the stories. I never would have anticipated doing it more than once.
Now... this week cleaning the house, doing laundry, reading the Word, writing words, doing dishes, grocery shopping, physical therapy, dentist appointment.... reality is back in. And that makes me happy, too. I love to treat my husband any possible way.
PS... I hope you like the photos... worth a grin!
EVERY TIME I HEAR HIS NAME
I was blessed beyond belief on last Friday night, December 13. I was staying with a husband and wife pastors. I was hitting the road on Saturday morning for home, but they were about 80 miles from when I left Susan's that afternoon. I wouldn't have as much travel difficulty in the cold, snowy, freezing phase of life.
When I arrived on Friday afternoon, I immediately met their guests from Canada. Spiritually intense, visionary, strength-of-the-Lord people.
Before I arrived, I knew I needed some special prayer time, for health and for a battle to the enemy. Amazingly, they did it, all in agreement when they didn't discuss any of this about me. But Craig and Sonja have known me for a few years when I'm up to Minnesota and going back and forth. Been dealing with historical and otherwise spiritual issues together.
Anyhow, Friday night, I was told specifically by all of these people that I have been dealing with orphan spirit issues [which I'd never thought of; now reading it] and that God loves me especially as His daughter. I was filled with joyfulness as I was leaving for home. Filled my heart all day. Still is.
Today, when trying to share a poem or song I've written in the past, this one jumped in. I wrote it about 32 years ago, when at a church here, and I felt strongly that it was good then. NOW?? It's truly perfect. My heart wanted it to mean this long ago, and felt it did. Now it truly does!!!
Would love to have the song sung again. Sure will be in my mind, heart, soul, and spirit now... for a LONG time!
Chorus:
Every time I hear His name I’ll love Him more.
Every time I hear His name, I’ll worship and adore Him.
For He gave sweet life to me,
And through all eternity
Every time I hear His name, I’ll love Him more.
Verse 1:
Oh, He is my dearest Friend,
He came to me.
He saved my soul from sin,
He set me free.
He hears me when I pray,
He guides my steps each day,
So, every time I hear His name, I’ll love Him more.
Verse 2:
Oh, He’ll be your dearest Friend,
He’ll come to you.
He will save you from your sin,
He’ll see you through.
He’ll listen when you pray,
His promise says, He’ll make a way.
And every time you hear His name, you’ll love Him more.
When I arrived on Friday afternoon, I immediately met their guests from Canada. Spiritually intense, visionary, strength-of-the-Lord people.
| I love Craig and Sonja's church! |
Anyhow, Friday night, I was told specifically by all of these people that I have been dealing with orphan spirit issues [which I'd never thought of; now reading it] and that God loves me especially as His daughter. I was filled with joyfulness as I was leaving for home. Filled my heart all day. Still is.
Today, when trying to share a poem or song I've written in the past, this one jumped in. I wrote it about 32 years ago, when at a church here, and I felt strongly that it was good then. NOW?? It's truly perfect. My heart wanted it to mean this long ago, and felt it did. Now it truly does!!!
Would love to have the song sung again. Sure will be in my mind, heart, soul, and spirit now... for a LONG time!
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Chorus:
Every time I hear His name I’ll love Him more.
Every time I hear His name, I’ll worship and adore Him.
For He gave sweet life to me,
And through all eternity
Every time I hear His name, I’ll love Him more.
Verse 1:
Oh, He is my dearest Friend,
He came to me.
He saved my soul from sin,
He set me free.
He hears me when I pray,
He guides my steps each day,
So, every time I hear His name, I’ll love Him more.
Verse 2:
Oh, He’ll be your dearest Friend,
He’ll come to you.
He will save you from your sin,
He’ll see you through.
He’ll listen when you pray,
His promise says, He’ll make a way.
And every time you hear His name, you’ll love Him more.
Sunday, December 15, 2013
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