Thursday, May 21, 2009

Hugs To Rudy..


Rudy... a very sweet 70 something year old man was a friend of mine from the health club in Wisconsin. He use to take my water exercise classes when i was teaching. When we moved, he stayed in touch through letters and cards. He always sent me newspaper clippings of his grandsons of their wrestling days and school sports. He was so proud of them.. This week Rudy sent me the copy of the Eulogy and church prayer card of his 22 year old grandson Ian. I did not know he was sick , so it came as a shock. Ian 's favorite sport was water polo. Rudy and grandson were very close and they loved to fish together. He was in college and planning his future.... Rudy never thought he would have to bury his grandson and that God's plan of his future would be in heaven... My heart goes out to Rudy and his family. Tomorrow is not promised to any one of us.... Every moment of every day is so important...... the memories made of hugs , love , caring , tenderness, apologies, forgiveness, giving , graditude , honesty, and compassion will be the treasures stored in our hearts.....




When someone you love becomes a memory, the memory becomes a treasure. ~Author Unknown

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Friday, May 15, 2009

ADOPTED!!:o)

Thursday, May 14, 2009

I Always Loved This Story...



WHAT GOES AROUND COMES AROUND
He almost didn't see the old lady, stranded on the side of the road, but even in the dim light of day, he could see she needed help. So he pulled up in front of her Mercedes and got out. His Pontiac was still sputtering when he approached her. Even with the smile on his face, she was worried. No one had stopped to help for the last hour or so. Was he going to hurt her? He didn't look safe; he looked poor and hungry. He could see that she was frightened, standing out there in the cold. He knew how she felt... It was that chill which only fear can put in you. He said, "I'm here to help you, ma'am. Why don't you wait in the car where it's warm? By the way, my name is Bryan Anderson." Well, all she had was a flat tire, but for an old lady, that was bad enough. Bryan crawled under the car looking for a place to put the jack, skinning his knuckles a time or two. Soon he was able to change the tire. But he had to get dirty and his hands hurt. As he was tightening up the lug nuts, she rolled down the window and began to talk to him. She told him that she was from St. Louis and was only just passing through. She couldn't thank him enough for coming to her aid. Bryan just smiled as he closed her trunk. The lady asked how much she owed him. Any amount would have been all right with her. She already imagined all the awful things that could have happened had he not stopped. Bryan never thought twice about being paid. This was not a job to him. This was helping someone in need, and God knows there were plenty, who had given him a hand in the past. He had lived his whole life that way, and it never occurred to him to act any other way. He told her that if she really wanted to pay him back, the next time she saw someone who needed help, she could give that person the assistance they needed, and Bryan added, "And think of me." He waited until she started her car and drove off. It had been a cold and depressing day, but he felt good as he headed for home, disappearing into the twilight.. A few miles down the road the lady saw a small cafe. She went in to grab a bite to eat, and take the chill off before she made the last leg of her trip home. It was a dingy looking restaurant. Outside were two old gas pumps. The whole scene was unfamiliar to her. The waitress came over and brought a clean towel to wipe her wet hair. She had a sweet smile, one that even being on her feet for the whole day couldn't erase The lady noticed the waitress was nearly eight months pregnant, but she never let the strain and aches change her attitude. The old lady wondered how someone who had so little could be so giving to a stranger. Then she remembered Bryan . After the lady finished her meal, she paid with a hundred dollar bill. The waitress quickly went to get change for her hundred dollar bill, but the old lady had slipped right out the door. She was gone by the time the waitress came back. The waitress wondered where the lady could be. Then she noticed something written on the napkin. There were tears in her eyes when she read what the lady wrote: "You don't owe me anything. I have been there too. Somebody once helped me out, the way I'm helping you. If you really want to pay me back, here is what you do: Do not let this chain of love end with you." Under the napkin were four more $100 bills. Well, there were tables to clear, sugar bowls to fill, and people to serve, but the waitress made it through another day. That night when she got home from work and climbed into bed, she was thinking about the money and what the lady had written. How could the lady have known how much she and her husband needed it? With the baby due next month, it was going to be hard.... She knew how worried her husband was, and as he lay sleeping next to her, she gave him a soft kiss and whispered soft and low, "Everything's going to be all right. I love you, Bryan Anderson." There is an old saying "What goes around comes around..........................

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

No.. Not in Italy...











Just hanging out with Neyvada and Anabella taking fun pictures at Carrabba's Italian Grill, waiting for yummy meatballs:o))

Monday, May 11, 2009

Sharing This Devotional From Pastor Les



Daily Devotional - Monday, 5/11/2009
Good Morning,



The thrilling Bible utters, “Commit your works to the Lord, and your plans will be established.” – Prov. 16:3.

Is it possible that one can commit one’s plans to God and he will establish them? The answer for today is YES! It is because we commit the plans to do a certain project and they are indeed the works of God. It is similar to Psalm 37:4-5 where it states that God is willing to give us the desires of our heart.

However, there is a condition to these promises of God. The condition is to delight oneself in the Lord. If I delight myself in the Lord, God will give me the desires of my heart. If I commit the plans that I have asked God to give to me and they are the works of what He wants to do through me, He will make sure that they get done.

When we set our affections on delighting ourselves in the Lord, we will only want to do His good will and pleasure. We shall not be disappointed when some of our plans do not get done. Why? It is because anything that happens whether good or bad, done or not done, will be done to glorify HIM and we know that all things work together for good to those who love God (Romans 8:28).

My question to you is, “What kind of plans are you making in your life?” All of us make plans for tomorrow. Some of us make plans that are just about tomorrow’s shopping excursions, some for the week’s activities, and some for extended periods of time. No matter to what extent of our plans, the question is, “Are you allowing God to be involved in your plans at all times?” Are you seeking His face before you make the plans and are you seeking His wisdom before you write them down?

God is interesting in the plans that you make and wants to be in charge of your life (Rom. 12:1-2), but it up to you to allow God to take the steering wheel of your life and lead you forward. When He is in charge there will be no disappointments. Why? It is because everything that comes into our life is from the hand of God. He has purpose for that event. We must look for His fingerprint in the activity.

So, plan with His purposes and desires in your mind. You will find that you will be overjoyed with life every day that you live. I love living that way. Try it, you might love it too!!!

In His love,

Pastor Les ( I love this one Pastor Les , thanks so much ....)

Sunday, May 10, 2009

Happy Mothers Day...







Before I was a Mom, I never tripped over toys or forgot words to a lullaby. I didn't worry whether or not my plants were poisonous. I never thought about immunizations. Before I was a Mom, I had never been puked on. Pooped on. Chewed on. Peed on. I had complete control of my mind and my thoughts. I slept all night. Before I was a Mom, I never held down a screaming child so doctors could do tests. Or give shots. I never looked into teary eyes and cried. I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin. I never sat up late hours at night watching a baby sleep. Before I was a Mom, I never held a sleeping baby just because I didn't want to put her down. I never felt my heart break into a million pieces when I couldn't stop the hurt. I never knew that something so small could affect my life so much. I never knew that I could love someone so much. I never knew I would love being a Mom. Before I was a Mom, I didn't know the feeling of having my heart outside my body.. I didn't know how special it could feel to feed a hungry baby. I didn't know that bond between a mother and her child. I didn't know that something so small could make me feel so important and happy. Before I was a Mom, I had never gotten up in the middle of the night every 10 minutes to make sure all was okay. I had never known the warmth, the joy, the love, the heartache, the wonderment or the satisfaction of being a Mom... I didn't know I was capable of feeling so much, before I was a Mom ...................






Happy Mothers Day to my mom.. I love you and thank you for your heart and your love . Happy Mothers Day love to the birthmothers and their big and loving hearts, Happy Mothers Day to all the Grandmothers, Godmothers, friends , sisters .... Happy Mothers Day to all the wonderful mothers everywhere....

Thursday, May 7, 2009

Thought For the Day....



The only survivor of a shipwreck was washed up on a small, uninhabited
island. He prayed feverishly for God to rescue him. Everyday he
scanned the horizon for help, but none seemed forthcoming. Exhausted,
he eventually managed to build a little hut out of driftwood to protect
him from the elements, and to store his few possessions.
One day, after scavenging for food, he arrived home to find his little
hut in flames, with smoke rolling up to the sky. He felt the worst had
happened, and everything was lost. He was stunned with disbelief,
grief, and anger He cried out, "God! How could you do this to me?"
Early the next day, he was awakened by the sound of a ship approaching
the island! It had come to rescue him! "How did you know I was here?"
asked the weary man of his rescuers. "We saw your smoke signal," they
replied.


The Moral of This Story:
It is easy to get discouraged when things are going bad, but we should
not lose heart, because God is at work in our lives..... even in the midst
of our pain and suffering. Remember that the next time your little hut
seems to be burning to the ground. It just may be a smoke signal that
summons the Grace of God.

Tuesday, May 5, 2009

Happy 6th Birthday Mariah!!

Matteya
Mariah's sister valerie

gabi and neyvada


mariah.








Gabi, Bella, Teya and Vada had fun at Mariah's birthday . Mariah your a beautiful Guatemalan princess....Thank you for a fun afternoon...