Happy Birthday to Bev!

The sweet, thoughtful, and even godly little girl is now a sweet, thoughtful and godly young woman. As you have yet another birthday, we still love you as much as ever; we couldn't love you more. God bless you to keep following Him. May He continue to give you grace as a wife and mother as we know this is closest to your heart. We're so thankful our grandchildren have such a loving mom and we know their upbringing is safe in your hands. May the Lord bless Edie, Selena, Shana, and Gracie with you for many years. And Neesie and us too.

Love, Dad and Mom.

"Trust in the Lord with all your heart; and lean not unto your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge Him, and He shall direct your paths." Proverbs 3:5-6

Another Birthday for Husband Dear

For some reason, I don't usually post my husband or my birthdays here, but he did have another one today and I think I should mark these now and then. So thankful for him and that the Lord has granted him yet another year. We're all thankful for him, as the patriarch of our little family. Much love from your wife, sweetie.

This is the Lord's doing; it is marvellous in our eyes. Psalm 118:23

Another Year With Hubby

 Painting by Cornacchia

Another year of marriage marked. Isn't that nice? We have been married now for forty-two years. God is so good!

A Little About a Christian Hero

A little note: I used Grammarly to grammar check this post, because even we grandmoms have been affected by this texting generation. :)

Most folks who know me know that Sunday School is close to my heart. I love teaching and always develop a special affection for the children who are in my class. Do your children like to go to Sunday school? If you’re in a church which, for whatever reason, has decided not to have one that’s certainly not a sin. Nowhere in Scriptures are we commanded to do so. But many Christians feel it does bring a wealth of benefits to the young and so do I.

Many people don’t know how, where, or when the first Sunday school came into existence. It’s quite a story, born in the heart of a man named Robert Raikes who was concerned about poor ragged children in his native England. At first, these children were taught to read and write as well as given spiritual training because it was the only school these particular children attended. When others heard of the success of this school held on Sundays, many more such schools cropped up all over England and the movement's eventual spread throughout the world is history. 

Read more about Mr. Raikes at The Church History for Kids site. Incorporate this article into the history studies of your school at home. Tell your sons and daughters about this man who believed the world marches forth on the feet of little children. I agree with him.

Maxine, a/k/a Nanna

What's Going On, Spring?

It’s been quite bitter out there since your arrival two days ago and I just had someone tell me there may be some kind of coastal storm with some “ahem” snow in the forecast? Don’t you know that Easter is less than ten days away?

Come on now. Get yourself together there. See that picture up above? We expect that is the kind of beauty we’ll be seeing in the near future. You need to be taking the necessary steps towards it and what you’re doing right now is not the way to go.

Happy Birthday to Our Twenty Year Old

Seems this blog is used primarily now for recording and recognizing birthdays in my family. But what better place than this to put photos of my beloveds and express my love for them as they grow and mature?

Now it's Neesie's turn once again and guess what? We no longer have a teenager in this house. Twenty years old and I cannot believe it! From that adorable curly haired baby, to the cute little girl with braids, to the budding adolescence, to the pretty teen, and now to the lovely young lady, we have been thankful for her each and every stage.

So to Neesie: Now a college student, now working with your first love, children, whenever you can, we're very thankful to see you now pretty officially a young woman. We're friends now on a different level and I'm grateful we can talk and laugh together, which we do often. I'm most grateful to see you striving to be faithful to your Lord in every area of life. May He bless you for that. Your love for your nieces is a precious thing and why they adore you as they do. Now that the twelve years difference seems more narrow, we're also happy to see your friendship with your sister growing on a different level as you mature. Keep it up; she's a wonderful resource for you, partly because of her godly character and partly because of her love for you.

We all love you and are shooting for you in the future. Waiting to see all that God has in store for you. Keep looking to Him! 

Happy Birthday, Sweet Daughter! (Psalm 121)

Love, Mom

Shana! Happy Birthday!

Is it true? You are FOUR? Really and truly have you gotten to be THAT old? Well, just yesterday we were carrying you around and then I remember watching you toddling after you first started to walk, but now all of a sudden you're not so little any more. Now you help Mommy take care of Sariah and even know just how big to make the pieces when you feed her things. You are so helpful and so caring about everybody else and there is no doubt that pleases God. And you know what is really special? You WANT to please God, just like your sister does. Nothing makes PopPop and Nanna happier than that.

We're glad you enjoy life so much, Shana-bana. It's so much fun watching you twirl 'round and 'round and listen to you chatter and hearing the cute little songs you like to sing. You make it a habit to brighten up the days of others around you. You know what? I think you're always going to be that way and and I hope so because that is why your friends like playing with you so much.

Stay as you are now and keep trying to learn more about Jesus. Always follow Him and you will have a good life, no matter how old you get to be. Thank you for all the hugs and kisses you like to give. It makes us happy.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY and we love you!

PopPop and Nanna

Another One Year Old!

 Yes, that is right!!! We have another grandchild who is turning one. This time it's Sariah Grace's turn. Sometimes called Sariah, oftentimes "Gracie," words cannot tell you what an absolute delight she is to her mommy and daddy, her sisters who ADORE her, her Auntie Nee who often gets to spend lots of time with her, and not least of all, her PopPop and Nanna. And it does not stop there. She has Grandmom and Pop on daddy's side, along with other aunties and uncles and cousins who find her pretty special too. And we can't even stop there. At the church we attend we have loads of people who enjoy our little missy every chance they get. And well, now I will stop there because I could go on and on and bore you. But you get the picture--she's been a very popular baby!

So it's been one year ago little Gracie entered this world and captivated us all. Petite, cuddly, and oh so cute,she continues to captivate us. Words cannot express how blessed we are by her being a part of our lives. The fact that she came after two others makes her no less a treasure. And a treasure and little gem in our family she surely is. Her mom recently told me her life verse is Colossians 3:17. How our prayer for our little Sariah Grace is that all her life she will at least try, prayerfully, to do everything to please her Savior. And that means, of course, that she will know and love Jesus, and that he WILL be her Savior from a very early age.

Happy Birthday,  Sariah!  You are precious to us and to your heavenly Father. Trust Him in all the years He gives you on this earth.

Lovingly, PopPop and Nanna

Our Six Year Old

So you're six! Where did the little baby GOOOO?! We have had six whole years to love and get to know you, and we love you more and more with each passing year. We love your cheerfulness and how you like to do so many things. We like it that you enjoy doing things all by yourself and you don't give up trying when things are hard to do. We like doing things WITH you. But most of all, we are happy that you love Jesus and want to please Him. Your daddy and mommy tell us about many of the things you say and do to honor God and we see some of those things for ourselves. We will keep praying for you that you will always continue to be this way.

Keeping being just as you are as you grow older. You make everybody happy. And thank you that you're always glad to come to PopPop and Nanna's house. It brightens our lives when you and your sisters come. It's our favorite part of life!!

God's blessings to you and Happy Birthday, Sweetheart. Many hugs and kisses.

Love, 

PopPop and Nanna

P.S. And look what you did! This picture is of you and the Lego camper set we gave you on Sunday that you put together with just some help from Daddy getting started, but mostly you did it all by yourself. See? That's what we mean about you!

Does Jesus Care?

He certainly does. Hope all is well among many of my dear old friends this day. Have a blessed Lord's Day.

Blessings to You, Memorial Day

And 620,000 casualties from the Civil War.

DD went to the Union cemetery at Gettysburg on Saturday. Heart wrenching. Thank God for preserving our country through all these wars, even the one which threatened from within. Praying He’ll preserve us from turning our backs on Him altogether. A different kind of warfare.

It is Finished

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For Christ also hath once suffered for sins, the just for the unjust, that he might bring us to God, being put to death in the flesh, but quickened by the Spirit. 1 Peter 3:18

Still Gonna Die

For bodily exercise profiteth little: but godliness is profitable unto all things, having promise of the life that now is, and of that which is to come. -    1 Timothy 4:8  

Still Gonna Die by Old Dogs (1998)

So your taking better care of your body, becoming more aware of your body, responding to your bodies needs, everything you hear and read about diets, nutrition, and sleeping position, and detoxifying the system and buying machines that they advertise to help you exercise, herbs to revitalize you if your traumatized, soaps that will sanitize, spays to deodorize, liquids to neutralize, acids and pesticides, free weights to maximize your strength and muscle size, shots that will immunize, pills to reenergize you but remember that for all your pain and gain eventually the story ends the same

So you quit smoking but your still gonna die, cut out coking but your still gonna die
Eliminate everything fatty or fried, and you get real healthy but your still gonna die

Stop drinking booze and your still gonna die, stay away from Kool’s and son your still gonna die
You can cut out coffee and never get high but your still gonna, still gonna, still gonna die

Your still gonna, still gonna, still gonna die, still gonna, still gonna, still gonna die
You can even give a roller one more try but when the music is over your still gonna die

Put seat belts in your car your still gonna die, cut nicotine and tar your still gonna die
You can exercise that cellulite off of your thigh, get slimmer and trimmer but your still gonna die

Stop kissing and tell your still gonna die, you can eat a lot of oat bran but your still gonna die
You can search for UFO’s up in the sky, they might fly you to Mars where your still gonna die

Your still gonna, still gonna, still gonna die, still gonna, still gonna, still gonna die
And all the Reeboks and Nikes and Diggers you buy, you can jog up to heaven and your still gonna die

Drink Ginseng tonic your still gonna die, try high colonics your still gonna die
You can have yourself frozen suspended in time, but when they do thaw you out your still gonna die

You can have safe sex your still gonna die, you can switch to Crest but your still gonna die
You can get rid of stress, get a lot of rest, get an aids test, enroll if Estes
Move out west where it’s sunny and dry, and you’ll live to be a hundred but your still gonna die

Your still gonna, still gonna, still gonna die, still gonna, still gonna, still gonna die
So you better have some fun before you say bye-bye
Cause your still gonna, still gonna, still gonna still gonna,
Still gonna, still gonna, still gonna die

Have You Been There?

So today I get the following email from a "friend?" LOL Enjoy!

I have been in many places, but I've never been in Cahoots. Apparently, you can't go alone. You have to be in Cahoots with someone.

I've also never been in Cognito. I hear no one recognizes you there.

I have, however, been in Sane. They don't have an airport; you have to be driven there. I have made several trips there, thanks to my friends, family and work.

I would like to go to Conclusions, but you have to jump, and I'm not too much on physical activity anymore.

I have also been in Doubt. That is a sad place to go, and I try not to visit there too often.

I've been in Flexible, but only when it was very important to stand firm.

Sometimes I'm in Capable, and I go there more often as I'm getting older.

One of my favorite places to be is in Suspense! It really gets the adrenalin flowing and pumps up the old heart! At my age I need all the stimuli I can get!

I may have been in Continent, but I don't remember what country I was in.

Today is one of the many National Mental Health Days throughout the year. You can do your bit by remembering to send an e-mail to at least one unstable person. My job is done!

Life is too short for negative drama & petty things. So laugh insanely, love truly and forgive quickly!

From one to another: I hope everyone is happy in your head - we're all doing pretty good in mine!

Mom's Clothesline

Well, hi, folks. Sorry I'm not blogging much these days, but hope all is well with my old friends. Got this email a few days ago, and yesterday my clothesline fell down, so it seemed appropriate to post this while my dear hubby right now tries to hook it to a different tree.

Love this one and yes, there were people who really did all the correct things in hanging clothes.

I remember my grandmother and mother doing all of these things.

Of course you washed the whites first, then the medium colored and last was the dark dirty work clothes. I've seen this done in during a drought, you used the wash water to wash the floor, then it was dumped on the few dried veggies you had growing. The rinse water you washed the kids feet and it also got dumped on the veggie patches.

Remembering Mom's Clothesline

There is one thing that's left out. We had a long wooden pole (clothes pole) that was used to push the clotheslines up so that longer items (sheets/pants/etc.) didn't brush the ground and get dirty.

You have to be a "certain age" to appreciate this one....

(But you YOUNGER ones can read about "The GOOD ol' days"!!)

I can hear my mother now.....

THE BASIC RULES FOR CLOTHESLINES:

(If you don't even know what clotheslines are, better skip this.)

1. You had to hang the socks by the toes... NOT the top.

2. You hung pants by the BOTTOM/cuffs... NOT the waistbands.

3. You had to WASH the clothesline(s) before hanging any clothes - walk the entire length of each line with a damp cloth around the lines.

4. You had to hang the clothes in a certain order, and always hang "whites" with "whites," and hang them first.

5. You NEVER hung a shirt by the shoulders - always by the tail! What would the neighbors think?

6. Wash day on a Monday! NEVER hang clothes on the weekend, or on Sunday, for Heaven's sake!

7. Hang the sheets and towels on the OUTSIDE lines so you could hide your "unmentionables" in the middle (perverts & busybodies, y'know!)

8. It didn't matter if it was sub-zero weather... clothes would "freeze-dry."

9. ALWAYS gather the clothes pins when taking down dry clothes! Pins left on the lines were "tacky"!

10. If you were efficient, you would line the clothes up so that each item did not need two clothes pins, but shared one of the clothes pins with the next washed item.

11. Clothes off of the line before dinner time, neatly folded in the clothes basket, and ready to be ironed.

12. IRONED???!! Well, that's a whole OTHER subject!



And now a POEM ...


A clothesline was a news forecast, To neighbours passing by,

There were no secrets you could keep, When clothes were hung to dry.

It also was a friendly link, For neighbours always knew

If company had stopped on by, To spend a night or two.

For then you'd see the "fancy sheets", And towels upon the line;

You'd see the "company table cloths", With intricate designs.

The line announced a baby's birth, From folks who lived inside,

As brand new infant clothes were hung, So carefully with pride!

The ages of the children could, So readily be known

By watching how the sizes changed, You'd know how much they'd grown!

It also told when illness struck, As extra sheets were hung;

Then nightclothes, and a bathrobe too, Haphazardly were strung.

It also said, "On vacation now", When lines hung limp and bare.

It told, "We're back!" when full lines sagged, With not an inch to spare!

New folks in town were scorned upon, If wash was dingy and gray,

As neighbours' carefully raised their brows, And looked the other way.

But clotheslines now are of the past, For dryers make work much less.

Now what goes on inside a home, Is anybody's guess!

I really miss that way of life, It was a friendly sign

When neighbors' knew each other best... By what hung out on that line.