tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48305681378321252912024-03-14T02:25:48.399-05:00caryjo-roadrunnercaryjohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01488368153291827383noreply@blogger.comBlogger1367125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830568137832125291.post-4288985556335802752017-05-19T10:24:00.001-05:002017-05-19T10:24:54.536-05:00TODAY'S A WONDERFUL TIME!!<span style="color: #0b5394;"><b><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Two
days after God put us together... officially, May 19, '85... and almost
no one knew about that for about a month, b/c we were trying to make
sure this would really be happening, and carefully. He was several
years younger than me and had been buried strongly in the Lord. Anyhow,
on May 21, he came to my place and knocked on the door. When I opened,
he handed me an envelope. He was going </span></span></b></span><span style="color: #0b5394;"><b><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="color: #0b5394;"><b><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Two
days after God put us together... officially, May 19, '85... and almost
no one knew about that for about a month, b/c we were trying to make
sure this would really be happening, and carefully. He was several
years younger than me and had been buried strongly in the Lord. Anyhow,
on May 21, he came to my place and knocked on the door. When I opened,
he handed me an envelope. He was going downtown to a special music
situation and a couple of his friends from church were with him in the
car. Since he was a youth leader, and my daughter was involved with him
at church, the people in the car assumed it was something he was giving
to her. No one would k<span class="text_exposed_hide"></span><span class="text_exposed_show">now it <i>wasn't</i>
anything for my daughter. Anyhow, as I said, it had my name on the
outside and had a couple of what he had drawn on it. When I opened it,
after he had gone, I was amazed. It was a poem that he sent to me.
I've kept it for all these years in a picture frame for it to be seen.
Anyhow, I'll show the words now and show a photo of it! He was a
blessing... and his info re: us was quite unusual for me. AND he did
all of it that day at the Base when he was there. WOW!!<br /> ========</span></span></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #0b5394;"><b><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">How can such a tough cookie be so fragile?<br /> Yet you are.<br /> And I understand.</span></b></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #0b5394;"><b><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> Fragileness is a part of your beauty, like a flower,<br /> and your willingness to risk hurt shown your strength,<br /> which balances and makes you whole.</span></b></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #0b5394;"><b><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I pray that i see your fragility,<br /> so i can trust you as i ought.<br /> I would loathe to crush the flower underfoot,<br /> when i desire to nurture you and grow you up in Jesus.</span></b></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #0b5394;"><b><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> I pray the Lord's forgiveness,<br /> and yours,<br /> if i'm not tender when i need to be,<br /> and tough when i need to be.</span></b></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #0b5394;"><b><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> Love,<br /> Dave.</span></b></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #0b5394;"><b><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">How can such a tough cookie be so fragile?<br /> Yet you are.<br /> And I understand.</span></b></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #0b5394;"><b><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> Fragileness is a part of your beauty, like a flower,<br /> and your willingness to risk hurt shown your strength,<br /> which balances and makes you whole.</span></b></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #0b5394;"><b><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I pray that i see your fragility,<br /> so i can trust you as i ought.<br /> I would loathe to crush the flower underfoot,<br /> when i desire to nurture you and grow you up in Jesus.</span></b></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #0b5394;"><b><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> I pray the Lord's forgiveness,<br /> and yours,<br /> if i'm not tender when i need to be,<br /> and tough when i need to be.</span></b></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #0b5394;"><b><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> Love,<br /> Dave.</span></b></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">and sometimes I was trying to do the right things re: Him. When I was 18 and 19 in Seattle, I was filled with a lot of sinful things and, because I was so sinful, I was planning to die. The Lord broke into my heart and made me NOT become a sinful dead girl. SO, April 15, 1966, when I was in Tacoma with my parents and sisters and friends, I was suddenly taken to a Baptist church by a friend in early April, and April 10th was the Easter time. I was at that church and I heard more. I hadn't officially come to the Lord, b/c of my sinful things I still felt like a bad person. On April 15th one of the main men at the church was willing to pick me up and take me to his home for dinner. His wife and 4 boys were there. I was a long distance from where I lived in Tacoma. Anyhow, after the eating time, the lady and the kids went into the living room to watch a movie, and the man told me a lot of the info re: that I should come to Jesus. After several minutes I decided that I would come to the Lord and then he took me to a home where there were several girls who were in their upper teens and young twenties. Since I was 20 years old and I officially came to the Lord, it was 51 years from now. I became 21 about 2-1/2 months later.</span></span></b></span><br />
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<i><span style="color: #38761d;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> So blessing and love entered my heart again today. I'll smile forever!</span></span></b></span></i>caryjohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01488368153291827383noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830568137832125291.post-20700157723717652442017-03-06T17:42:00.000-06:002017-03-06T17:42:12.980-06:00MOROCCO! <span style="color: #741b47;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> I was one about a dozen from USA in March, '01, and just about four-hundreds came in April were from Europe and northern Africa, and the whole issue was worshiping the Lord and breaking into lots of the local large cities. It was a wonderful time. Anyhow, I always think of it and feel so blessed that the Lord told me to go and be there for the worshiping time. Well, even though that was 16 years ago, I'll show a few photos. </span></span></b></span><br />
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day-by-day, and night-by-night since I'm mentally old and can't go
around and about and do much even in my house. About 35-ish years ago,
I were used by the Lord to pray over the demons and other gods in the
USA, particularly. Then I was told by the Lord to go to Uganda, Costa
Rica, England, and Paris, and Morocco. AND my husband has been wonderful!!]</span></i></span></b></span>caryjohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01488368153291827383noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830568137832125291.post-21318975485314083602017-02-20T18:58:00.002-06:002017-02-20T18:58:38.002-06:00MY WALKING ACCIDENT! DUH!!! <span style="color: #741b47;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> I was walking for about 1/2 hour with my canes and just as I got home suddenly I
dropped onto the street with my face and arms and legs. I was suddenly
taken on an ambulance to the Immanuel Hospital and my husband Dave arrived suddenly
from our church where he works and when I was at the hospital he had driven in strongly. They did a lot of stuff on my body
and brain and it was very sore since Thursday and until today. My left-side head is sore and ugly. I've slept a little bit and have a lot of pain even when I'm in bed for about 12 hours if possible.</span></span></b></span><br />
<span style="color: #741b47;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> Anyhow, I didn't think I could do anything on here this evening, but I decided to just show a couple. Many have prayed over and for me. AND the Bhutanese, when I was at their church yesterday when my husband had let me in there in, they held me and prayed for me. I've also had pills and other things with my face and my arms.</span></span></b></span><br />
<span style="color: #741b47;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> I sure hope to share this now and then I'll be heading to bed again. I'll be in bed about 7:20 and I'll get up about 8:30 tomorrow. Can't always sleep, but when I wake up a bit, I worship and pray and glorify the Lord.</span></span></b></span><br />
<span style="color: #741b47;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> OH... and the earlier pictures will be shown from Thursday and Friday and then today. I look better today, but I don't feel much better. Oh, well.... </span></span></b></span><br />
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<br />caryjohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01488368153291827383noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830568137832125291.post-49384097149702839302017-01-30T18:59:00.001-06:002017-01-30T18:59:30.012-06:00MOM IN HEAVEN! YIPPEE!!!! <span style="color: #741b47;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> My Mom died/went to Heaven on this day for 6 years ago. Anyhow, I always think of being with her in Heaven. AND about every year I put pieces of her on. Well, she was 90-1/2 when she died. I'll show the 90th year in Tacoma when I was there with my son and daughter and many of her grandkids. So, I'll just show this. Always makes me smile. When I was a young kid in Tacoma when she had put us at her mom's and I was about 4. The last time I was officially shown with her was when she was in her 80s. So, here it is. AND she had come to the Lord when she was 82. She had known Him for a long time since she was a kid, but she was doing other things. My Dad story is a whole different thing... he went to Heaven in May 20s, 1984, and he was 65. I've shared that too very often re: how he came to the Lord. Now I'll put the pictures that are worth a smile. </span></span></b></span><br />
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<br />caryjohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01488368153291827383noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830568137832125291.post-14155268817633543412017-01-23T18:52:00.000-06:002017-01-24T11:32:32.798-06:00HEADING TO BED AND WORSHIPING!!! <span style="color: #134f5c;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Well, my body has changed and a few months ago it was indicated that I should go to bed usually between 7:00 and 8:00 in the evening and getting up between 8:30 and 9:30 in the morning. I do it, and I worship, pray, praise, glorify, and honor the Lord. I sometime pray for people that is dropped onto my brain and heart. I focus all night on the Lord and when He has put some of the dreams re: me and people... I'm getting to the bathroom a couple times and turning my legs and body issues, so the dreams quit momentarily. When I'm in bed and continue to worship and praise Him, I get onto another dream. In the morning when I wake up I never remember exactly what has been dropped onto my dream issue. Anyhow, I can focus on the Lord all day and all night. </span></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> Sharing this info ag<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">ain<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">! I always lo<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">ve when my son <span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">has a birthday time. So... here's the reaso<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">n that amazingly the Lo<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">rd protected me and kept him to come. Blessings...</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> I have posted more than once about how he was born miraculously... not just from bodies, but from the strong encouragement for abortion <span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">by </span>my doctors. I refused to do anything<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> to take the baby out earlier. <span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">AND it was mostly because of my serious body issue. They were worried about the baby that would<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> <span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">die<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">, b/c of me. </span></span></span></span></span>I'll put most of that in after this next bit of "miracle" news.</span></span></b></span></div>
<span style="color: #0b5394;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> He is 4<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">4<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> on</span></span> January 17. I can't forget any of the situations that were piled on me for the 8 months of my pregnancy to his birth. It was filled with scariness from the Doctors in the Redwood City, CA., area.</span></span></b></span><br />
<span style="color: #0b5394;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> And, again, here's the story of how he arrived...</span></span></b></span><br />
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<br />caryjohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01488368153291827383noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830568137832125291.post-48729972087823837182017-01-02T17:44:00.000-06:002017-01-02T17:44:10.086-06:00DRIVEN AROUND OUR AREA! LAUGHING AND SMILING!!! <span style="color: #351c75;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> As cold and as dark and as windy, my husband has driven me around on Saturday and Sunday and I saw some wonderful things. I can't do much of anything, and, for a year, I can't drive, BUT he just grabbed my heart and my attention. Today, he's working at our church and doing a piano student in another part of our town. He just got home today and he'll be going to our church and other churches tomorrow, as far as I know. I can't do much, but, as I've said before, I can worship and pray and glorify the Lord. Bless you all!</span></span></b></span><br />
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<br />caryjohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01488368153291827383noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830568137832125291.post-73577104023797767292016-12-26T18:07:00.000-06:002016-12-26T18:07:47.791-06:00THE CHRISTMAS TIME<span style="color: #bf9000;"> <b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> Didn't take the pictures, but had a wonderful time at my daughter's home and taken there by my son at 7 on the Saturday evening and brought home when it was about 10. My husband was there from 8 to 9:30, b/c before that he was playing piano at a church and then going again and would be doing the piano and would be able to drive home about 12. He got home about 12:30 of the morning of Christmas on Sunday. WELL, he went to others churches at 7 in the morning and got home at 10:30 and a couple hours later we went to the Bhutanese and we at their church from 12:30 to 3:00. AND Dave took me home and went back to our church to do some cleaning. Anyhow, I've said too much. I'm still sleeping most of the time from about 7:30 or 8:00 at the evening and getting up about 8:30 or 9:00 in the morning. All I can show you is our present time Christmas things AND they will be here until sometime in February. Love to see them and won't get them out for weeks and weeks. Anyhow, bless you and thank you. I'm talking too much as usual. Sure love and miss many, many of you! Pray for many of you, and worship and glorify the Lord and </span></span></b><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">focus on Him and Heaven!! </span></span></b></span><br />
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<br />caryjohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01488368153291827383noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830568137832125291.post-49774324861727510642016-12-19T17:17:00.001-06:002016-12-19T17:17:43.529-06:00WORSHIP & GLORIFY & PRAISE & HONOR<span style="color: #e69138;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">For about 2 years, this is what I'd been doing then and what I've been doing more. This is a significant portion of the words to the Lord and He dropped it onto me. I've been doing it several times a day. At night when I'm in the bed I'm singing it and early morning when I just wake up I do it. I use <i>these</i> words and lot of others that have dropped into me by the Lord about a year ago. Worth a wonderful time of day and wonderful time to focus on Heaven. <i> </i> Bless you all and thank you.</span></span></b></span><br />
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<br />caryjohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01488368153291827383noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830568137832125291.post-39305108429310812522016-12-12T17:11:00.001-06:002016-12-12T17:11:05.971-06:00CAN'T DRIVE; CAN WORSHIP!!! <span style="color: #a64d79;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">A year ago today it was indicated to have me drive in at a hospital. A hospital teaching lady that was in a place to check drivers situations, and I was told to be there, b/c I'd been told by a few people to go there. They were worried re: me, b/c my dementia and my 2 canes and my misunderstanding was what I was supposed to be there. I THOUGHT I'd be able to drive, b/c I haven't broken into any of the streets or towns in our area. The Lord has used me to drive and worship and pray re: the demonic situations. I was too tired and sleeping too long at night so I couldn't drive around about to other states... <span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>especially when I would go to the Northwest area nearly every year to see family and friends since I was born and raised there</i></span>... I couldn't go around after another year ago. Then, all I could do was drive around Omaha and other nearby towns and to focus historically re: what has happened in about a thousand years ago where other gods were worshiped and people were sacrificed to those other gods. Anyhow, now I can't drive. My husband has driven me around a couple times a week. He works fixing much at our church and at other churches he's playing piano and organ. He doesn't have a lot of free time. A couple gals have picked me up. When the driving is taken around, I can pray and worship and glorify the Lord. </span></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> <span style="color: #674ea7;">When I had driven a lady from our city in May, '92, and taken her around to the western portion of Nebraska, to Wyoming, Colorado, and all over in a lot of Utah. She'd had some strong wrong words on her book she was writing and, when she wanted to see some of those states to see if she was going to write the right words, she had me take her. It was about 2 weeks. Well, I'll show you a few of the pictures AND I'd usually put a lot of the Word of God on those photos. So, this is a way to share around and about. AND, after I had brought her home, Dave and I were very involved with her and her husband. Then, it was about a year later than she didn't like me at all. She was mad at me, b/c I was dealing with the Lord issues for her. She did not want to be involved with the Bible and anything of the Lord. BUT, many photos I took then are filled with the Word. I've always enjoyed seeing many of the locations. AND a special one in Utah was filled with the Word MANY times. I can't write well, read well, etc., other than focusing on the Lord and worshiping and praying, day and night, forever and ever. SO, here's a few pictures.</span></span></span></b></span><br />
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<br />caryjohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01488368153291827383noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830568137832125291.post-57717909529734118082016-11-28T19:38:00.003-06:002016-11-29T19:16:58.222-06:00GAVE INFO TO A FRIEND RE: MULTNOMAH FALLS <span style="color: #a64d79;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> From about 4:45 until about 6:00, I was at a First Responders, which was in a portion of our town re: a murder boy who was 16, and several of us were there to pray for the family and friends. Unusually, when we got there there were dozens and dozens of people. I talked to a couple of them and one was a pastor for him and another was a teacher at the high school. Many, many, many were crying and enjoyed us worshiping and praying for them and hugging and holding them. Anyhow, now that I'm home I'm trying to put a bit on here. </span></span></b></span><br />
<span style="color: #a64d79;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> WELL, I had a young friend/"son" drive me home and he'd been here in the Omaha area since he was a kid. Through First Responders I'd become to know him in about 6 years. So, since he'd been raised in this area for most of his life ... he's about 42 ... just last summer he'd been flown to Portland, Oregon, and he'd also been taken to Multnomah Falls and Mount Hood. SO, I asked him to come <i>into</i> my house and I could show him some of the photos re: those that I'd been at. He was here for a few minutes to go to his place, and I dropped a few so he'd smile. He DID, and he wants to come some other time so he can see more and more of the Multnomah Falls and the Pacific Ocean and portions of Seattle and more of the Columbia River. So, here's a few of those photos and I'll have to eat dinner and spent time with my husband. </span></span></b></span><br />
<span style="color: #a64d79;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> So, this is what I've loved even when I was a kid back in the 1950s and several times until 2016. Love the mountains, love the rivers, and the ocean, and Multnomah Falls, and have many family and friends there, even though I haven't lived there for about 47 years. Show a bit of what I can.</span></span></b></span><br />
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<br />caryjohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01488368153291827383noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830568137832125291.post-9438974196739569212016-11-21T18:51:00.000-06:002016-11-21T18:51:16.759-06:00FILLED WITH JOY RE: REVELATION!! <span style="color: #a64d79;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> Those last chapters might make you smile and rejoice just as I do. The Lord had me read it through it, during this past week, and He had
me begin again today. I read Chapters 1-3. Yesterday I read Chapters
19-22. Always made me smile and rejoice. Hope that when I'm in Heaven
I'll know some of this. Anyhow, the photos I'd taken in other parts of
our nation and other places in our world I had put some of the Words
on. Well, Paris, Morocco, California, and Tacoma, Washington and
Washington/Oregon with the Columbia River. So, putting the Word of the Bible as often as possible!</span></span></b></span><br />
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<br />caryjohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01488368153291827383noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830568137832125291.post-42615426771094531702016-11-14T17:08:00.000-06:002016-11-14T17:08:45.954-06:00FOCUSING ON REVELATION!! <span style="color: #741b47;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="color: #0b5394;"> The Lord laid it strongly on me to re-read the Revelation. I've read it many times spiritually. First time was when I was at a Lutheran church when I was 12. I'd thought of it many times even when I wasn't reading the Bible very often. For several years... at least about 20 years ... He has had me read Revelation. I can't very well read the Bible, b/c my dementia issue is a challenge. He had me read Mark for a few days, and I couldn't always understand the words. BUT about 2 days ago, the Lord told me to grab Revelation. SO I did 3 chapters today, and will read 3 every day. The end of it is filled with joyfulness and a few of the others always grab my attentions and my heart. Anyhow, I'll just put some of the ones that I've had for and shared for a long time and it's the first section of the early portion. I read Chapters 1-3 today and tomorrow it will be Chapters 4-7 so this is a little of them. Hope you'll smile. Blessings...</span> </span></span></b></span><br />
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<br />caryjohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01488368153291827383noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830568137832125291.post-41050367202713141722016-11-07T18:20:00.000-06:002016-11-07T18:20:20.212-06:00MY BHUTANESE ARE WONDERFUL!<span style="color: #741b47;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> Six-and-a half years ago suddenly when the Lord told me to walk on a portion of our street area, and, at that time I thought I was to walk about a couple miles and worship and pray. Well, when I was going, suddenly I met a couple people who were Bhutanese. I hadn't known any of that at first. WELL, it was a surprising and shocking opportunity to be a missionary here in our area. I was used to do a lot of stuff for about five years. They got strong jobs and lots of wonderful homes and lots of cars... so I couldn't be the one to go to the airport and help pick people us, etc. And I'd been with dozens in the hospitals. My husband has been a pianist at wedding or teaching a couple, and providing computers for many and reworking what they needed. Anyhow, every Sunday I go to their church only about three blocks from my house, and, even though I don't understand their language, they are worshiping, and singing, and doing wonderful things. So I'm given hugs and kisses from a bunch of them and I'm referred to as "Sister", "Mom", "Grandma", "Great-Grandma". Always makes me SMILE! Dave can't be there, because he's working at churches... piano or organ and fixing things... and he leaves home about 7 AM and gets home finally at about 4 PM. But he's been much appreciated and loved.</span></span></b></span><br />
<span style="color: #741b47;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> Anyhow, I'll just show a few pictures. I've had hundreds, but hope to make you all smile. We LOVED being missionaries in Uganda for a few years, dropped into Costa Rica for a short time, in England, in Paris, and, as a me-thing, I was in Morocco for a few weeks. We can't go anywhere else as a few years ago indicated by the Lord, because of his job situation. SO, the Lord put us strongly into the Bhutanese to be helpful. Love them and appreciate how the Lord did that.</span></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #674ea7;"><i><b><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> Just wanted to let you know that I'm not sure if I can ever put anything on again. My dementia has increased and my body and brain are a challenge. I can worship the Lord, glorify, pray, praise, and honor. I do that all day and all night. I'm in bed for about 12 or 13 hours, but sleep some of the time, but wake up and focus on the Lord. He's using me in unusual ways re: my dreams. Anyhow, just want to let you know that, since it's been about 7-1/2 years on the blogging. I can't read very often of all of you and I can't write much. So, just want to let you know. Thank you much. Love many of you and appreciate you around and about re: serving the Lord with they you have shared your info. Bless you!!</span></span></b></i></span>caryjohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01488368153291827383noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830568137832125291.post-43997707066802954382016-10-17T17:37:00.001-05:002016-10-17T17:37:16.083-05:00FOCUSING ON THE LORD!! <span style="color: #0b5394;"> <span style="font-size: small;"><b><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> When I was driving out to the NW in October, '12, I had taken many,
many photos and this one was special to and for me. I'll put a couple
others, too, with the Word of God. Then, officially, I put my poem on
this about 6 months later when I was home.
Anyhow, since I can't read well, write well, speak well, all I can do is
share that right now. AND I'm singing my song day-by-day,
night-by-night with the words re: worshiping, glorifying, praising, honoring, and praying.</span></b></span></span><br />
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<br />caryjohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01488368153291827383noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830568137832125291.post-79983214556930285912016-10-10T19:21:00.002-05:002016-10-10T19:21:42.146-05:00PRESENT-DAY LIFE ISSUE <span style="color: #a64d79;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> Well, when I was a kid, I was officially a reader and a writer as a young kid and then an I was an actor in Tacoma during my junior high section. Then I did some others in Klickitat, WA, during my high school, and did a little bit in Seattle during my age of 19. I had officially come to the Lord on April 15, 1966, in Tacoma. I was used as a writer and speaker and actress right then again.</span></span></b></span><br />
<span style="color: #a64d79;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> I've done some of it every year in churches or schools or hospitals or anywhere else. From the time I was about 8 and until I was about 69, now I can't do any speaking and acting at all. My dementia has been very strong. I also can't read or write anything very well. </span></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #a64d79;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> The writing I did a couple years ago is all I do at people regularly. It's worth a smile and make people laugh. SO, this is the one I put on a place in Yellowstone with a hill on one side and a mountain on the other. Spread the words around. </span></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #a64d79;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> The other portion is that I can worship and pray and glorify the Lord, moment-by-moment, day-by-day, night-by-night. It's consistently. I've been there in Minnesota many times. </span></span></b></span><br />
<span style="color: #a64d79;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> As I often say, I look forward to heading to Heaven! The Lord healed me kindly and carefully many times from the time I was a kid and until I was about 40. Since I'm 71, I can't complain to head to Heaven any day any time. I enjoy the worshiping issue every day and every night.</span></span></b></span><br />
<span style="color: #a64d79;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> Bless you all!!! </span></span></b></span>caryjohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01488368153291827383noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830568137832125291.post-27286973067475498502016-09-26T17:55:00.000-05:002016-09-26T17:55:31.112-05:0031 YEARS AGO IN LAKE SUPERIOR AREA! <span style="color: #741b47;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> Way back in September 26, 1985, when my husband and I had been visiting in northwestern Minnesota for about 5 days at my long-time friend<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">, <span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Susan Jones'</span></span> home, Dave indicated that he was going to the eastern portion of Minnesota. I had no idea what it would be like, and I knew that a day or so later we needed to be at his mom's place in the Twin Cities for a special time with piles and piles of the family situation there. <span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Dave had <span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">been born and raised in the Twin Cities area and had been up<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> and around that whole area when he was a kid and in his upper teens. I hadn't known much of that, though. </span></span></span> Anyhow, I wasn't sure of anything, but just was with him and that's all that counted for me.</span></span></b></span><br />
<span style="color: #741b47;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> WELL, things changed and were absolutely wonderful! Since I had been a kid and raised for years in the western portion of Washington and seeing a lot of the Mount Rainier, the Pa<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">cific Ocean, </span>the Puget Sound, and the Columbia River, and lots of hills and trees, he was taking me to a portion of Minnesota and Canada to make me smile. <span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">T</span>here wasn't a <i>mountain</i>, BUT the hills were so high and so much on them and the rivers and the huge lake it was so much I'd seen when I was a kid in Washington. Anyhow, he put me in and winked and were in that area on <span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Friday<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> and Saturday, and </span></span>until late on Saturday <span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">we were </span>into the Twin Cities area to his mom's home. Sunday would be a huge gift of people for us.</span></span></b></span><br />
<span style="color: #741b47;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> Anyhow, I'll just share the pictures. Lake Superior looked like an ocean much of the time and made me smile. And in the area of Thunder Bay, Ontario. So, it grabbed my heart. Worth a smile!</span></span></b></span><br />
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<br />caryjohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01488368153291827383noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830568137832125291.post-70796107809842243362016-09-19T17:01:00.000-05:002016-09-19T17:01:58.194-05:0031ST ANNIVERSARY!!<a href="https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6DEPjChwbAQ/V-BXtwMEJrI/AAAAAAAAO9U/VGHSDTgkriEqY5BFSWROg78oxgNf8oxXQCLcB/s1600/A%2B-%2B30%2BB.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6DEPjChwbAQ/V-BXtwMEJrI/AAAAAAAAO9U/VGHSDTgkriEqY5BFSWROg78oxgNf8oxXQCLcB/s320/A%2B-%2B30%2BB.jpg" width="224" /></a> <span style="color: #0b5394;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Our wedding was at September 21st on a Saturday afternoon, 1985. A huge blessing for me!</span></span></b></span><br />
<span style="color: #0b5394;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"></span><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> Now, our day on this Wednesday it will be September 21st, of course. To share it now is pretty important. I'm a very happy lady!!! My husband is a real treat to-and-for me and to-and-for many other people. In a few years he's working in our church, playing piano or organ at 3 other churches, and teaching piano to some kids or adults, and fixing computers for a lot of people and giving them around and about. In this 31 years things have changed. BUT, as usual, he's a special treat.</span></span></b></span><br />
<span style="color: #0b5394;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> A special situation was when we were in </span></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> Amazingly, we were in Paris to see some friends after we had left Uganda when visiting our "son's"wedding in Uganda.</span></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><a href="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RUqsPqNxxY8/V-BaZP4ouXI/AAAAAAAAO9k/FfGCXy8NaRQU9PbK07YJkw9r4emMdfHDACLcB/s1600/223%2B-%2BPARIS.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="215" src="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RUqsPqNxxY8/V-BaZP4ouXI/AAAAAAAAO9k/FfGCXy8NaRQU9PbK07YJkw9r4emMdfHDACLcB/s320/223%2B-%2BPARIS.jpg" width="320" /></a> Then we were in Paris for a couple days and we were on the<a href="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3sHRvOdTDOc/V-BaoYNWWBI/AAAAAAAAO9o/HCVY0s210Q4-d8SEsD8ZQIZObmgjrCx0ACLcB/s1600/234%2B-%2BPARIS.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="218" src="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3sHRvOdTDOc/V-BaoYNWWBI/AAAAAAAAO9o/HCVY0s210Q4-d8SEsD8ZQIZObmgjrCx0ACLcB/s320/234%2B-%2BPARIS.jpg" width="320" /></a></span></span></b></span><br />
<span style="color: #0b5394;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">anniversary in September. In Paris, up on that special place that afternoon when we were on the Eiffel Tower and Seine River was our 14th anniversary day. What a blessing that was!!!</span></span></b></span><br />
<a href="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2TmTxkWsC3M/V-Bd4hr1KzI/AAAAAAAAO94/KdnN2QLL4Ek3bQXr1FZ9aK3yUCC20sG1ACLcB/s1600/IMG_5060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2TmTxkWsC3M/V-Bd4hr1KzI/AAAAAAAAO94/KdnN2QLL4Ek3bQXr1FZ9aK3yUCC20sG1ACLcB/s320/IMG_5060.JPG" width="320" /></a><span style="color: #0b5394;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> Anyhow, I'll just show the two of us in July this year, b/c we've not had pictures taken. I'll try on Wednesday, BUT he works at two churches all day on Wednesday, and might not get home and the weather is indicating it may be thunderstorm during that day. So, I'll be home and he'll be around. We'll go for lunch or dinner at some point some day. He's a wonderful person!!</span></span></b></span><br />
<br />caryjohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01488368153291827383noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830568137832125291.post-11551988180986986792016-09-12T18:12:00.000-05:002016-09-12T18:12:13.608-05:00FIRST RESPONDERS!!<span style="color: #351c75;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> It's amazing for me, that the Lord dropped it into me July 8, '08. I had thought of being at the murder sites and helping people and praying for them. I've known some of them for a long time. </span></span></b></span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> Since a lady at the hospital had checked me on December 12, '15, she had indicated I could could not ever drive again. I'm upset, to say the least. I couldn't go to the First Responders in December as a driver. My husband drove me a few times, and in the winter it was filled with snow and ice and lots of coldness. Dave couldn't always do it, b/c he's working at churches and giving piano students around town. The blessing is that a lady where her home is about 5 street areas from here, she indicated she wanted to pick me up. She has done it for about 2 months now.</span></span></b></span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> Last Tuesday we had 2 situations. We went to one place first and it was a special place. A 29 year old guy had been shot twice at a party time and when in the hospital, a couple days later he died. The family and friends came to us when standing at the home of his mom. Well, his sister and grandma were within a block of that home. We did a lot of praying and ministering to the family and friends. Eventually, all the men were on one side of the street and all of the women were on the sidewalk by the home. We all were holding and praying to and for them.</span></span></b></span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> After that, we went to another portion of this side of town about 2 miles from where we were. No family or friends were there on that alley time, and we did the praying. But, when a few police were there with us, we prayed for them and thanked them.</span></span></b></span><br />
<a href="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sz2cHtOthB8/V9cy10C6DmI/AAAAAAAAO9A/9xKH2RURlQwuQvcTXfxbmp9F8tALJdudwCLcB/s1600/IMG_5766.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sz2cHtOthB8/V9cy10C6DmI/AAAAAAAAO9A/9xKH2RURlQwuQvcTXfxbmp9F8tALJdudwCLcB/s320/IMG_5766.JPG" width="320" /></a><span style="color: #351c75;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> Anyhow, last Friday evening, when my husband was home and free, I told him to drive to that location where the family homes were. It's about a 1-1/2 miles from our home. When we went, I saw a wonderful family piece put right by the street near his mom's home. I'd sure love to meet more of the family! They were wonderful!!!</span></span></b></span><br />
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<a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BVHDxYx9uJQ/V9czIepGUOI/AAAAAAAAO9E/qtUUGbAMRMEHbUB5SLiGbrC3KIpNi0-KwCLcB/s1600/P1040841.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="225" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BVHDxYx9uJQ/V9czIepGUOI/AAAAAAAAO9E/qtUUGbAMRMEHbUB5SLiGbrC3KIpNi0-KwCLcB/s400/P1040841.JPG" width="400" /></a><span style="color: #351c75;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> Whenever I can, I'll go!!! Dealing with the murders is very strongly in my heart!! SO, here's the picture. AND another one of me a couple years ago when my husband was with me in summer and it was in a distant portion of our town. He took a picture. I'm smiling to share this to you!</span></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #351c75;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> </span></span></b></span>caryjohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01488368153291827383noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4830568137832125291.post-19838880687773762262016-09-05T19:02:00.001-05:002016-09-05T19:02:42.679-05:00MY GOD-JOB OF WALKING! <span style="color: #38761d;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> Well, He tells me to walk in a few of the local streets. Since December 12th, '15, it was indicated by a Doctor area that I could not drive my car any more, I've been walking near my house. Usually every day I walk for 15 minutes or 45 minutes. Never know what to do and where to go. The Lord tells me to turn left or right, watch homes, see people driving by that portion or kids playing or people working or sitting in their yard. I have 2 canes and when walking I sometimes am a little bit stumbling, especially when the streets have part of it going up a bit or down a bit. Anyhow, this is all I can do. I worship and pray and deal strongly with the sinful demonic issues here that have been here for nearly 1,000 years. The Lord uses me in unusual ways, and I do it! Even when it's too hot or too cold or too rainy or windy and I can't go away strongly, I can be in our yard for a few minutes and worship and pray.</span></span></b></span><br />
<span style="color: #38761d;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> Most of the homes in our area were built about 80 to 95 years ago. Our home is 95 years old, for instance. </span></span></b></span><span style="color: #38761d;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">So now I'll shut up, but here's a few pictures of what I see around here.</span></span></b></span><br />
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