I got swamped
and I have been unable to finish the work for Blogging 101, so I am just now finding some of the things that have happened over the past week. One of the things that Blogger’s do is to nominate those Blogs that they find impressive, and think others would like to know about. I think that is a great idea! I know I have found some pretty sensational blogs during this Blogging 101 class.

I was nominated for an Infinity Dreams Award by NinaKimini11….Awesome! Thank you so much Nina! I have enjoyed your blog as well. Please do take the time to read her blog at http://ninakimaniblog.wordpress.com. Unfortunately, I am unable to find the rules for the Infinity Dreams Award, but I expect it is about the same as the others.

Next I was nominated for the Liebster Award by K E Garland. I read your blog regularly too, because I liked it. You can check out her awesome site at: http://kwoted.wordpress.com Thank you so very much K E for nominating me for this distinction. I am amazed and very pleased. I hope you all reading this will take some time and check out her site as well as a few of the others that I have found amazing. Thank you again, K E and Nina.

Part of this award allows me to submit between 5 and 11 other blogs. Several of these people may have already received and agreed to accept these nominations, and if so, they may participate again or choose to repost what they have done in the past. And…there is the option of totally ignoring this! I do realize it is considerable work to complete. If it stresses you, then just don’t do it! The SKY will not fall. In the meantime, do take time to read some of the different blogs…there are amazing writers all over! Thank You once again K E and Nina for nominating me.

Here are some of my favorite Bloggers…I trust you will enjoy them as much as I have!

http://awritershelper.wordpress.com

http://thescribblingstone.wordpress.com

http://oxygen4thejourney.com/

http://darlenescorner.wordpress.com

http://lobsterbird.com/2015/04/14/scribbles-writing-101-day-7-give-and-take/#comment-1357

KE’s Questions (first answer that pops into your head and then explain):

Plastic or paper? Paper…Plates that is…saves lots of dish washing!
Book before movie or movie before book? Movie…takes less time, but if it’s good, I will read the book!
Oprah or Ellen? Neither….except for an occasional clip, which I usually like! so Either works for me!
Writing in public or writing in your home? In my home…it’s the distraction
Married or single? I like both…If you haven’t met the right person..you should stay single…but if you have you should probably marry them.
Dog or cat? Cat….I have one named GreyCat…but my dog Ebby was a sweetheart..He has crossed the Rainbow Bridge
Healthy lifestyle or who cares? I have an app for that…It usually tells me I am needing to cut back on calories!
City or Suburbs? Neither….Country! Freedom, Peace, Quiet….
Limited choice or complete freedom? The only way to be free is trusting in Jesus…I am for FREEDOM!
Rainy day or snowy day? Snow is pretty when it is fresh…but rain brings forth life…I like that!
Writing on a device or writing by hand? HUH…Guess!

OK…my questions: Same instructions as above

Why do you write a blog?
Your Biggest Fan?
Did you like doing this?
How much time did it take you?
Your favorite sport?
Do you like to cook?
if you had 24 hours to do anything you want, What would you do?
Have you taken a blogging class?
Did you like it?
Fox or CNN?
Who do you want to win the Pres Election coming up?

Thank You again!

versatile-blogger

I am blown away…who would ever think that my blog would earn an Award? I surely never did, because I just write what I care about, and what I think, and what I think others should think….And above all the Story of Jesus and his Love for us!

I was nominated for this prestigious Award by A Writers Helper. Her blog is found at https://awritershelper.wordpress.com Now I don’t know her “real” name but what I do know is I love her stories. I especially love the one where she lived for 5 years without electricity, and had to carry water. I think you will find her blog entertaining, and intriguing, and it goes without saying, excellent writing! If you want to be a part of the story, then you have to visit her site and read some of her posts! Thank You so much, A Writer’s helper for this awesome award!

Part of the nomination process, is to tell 7 things about myself, that most people do not know. And the next part is to locate and post on here several other Blogs that I have enjoyed, are top quality writing, display love, and the quality of the blog. Those would be people I may nominate for this award.

The specifics of the Nomination come from Carly. This is from her Blog: “When you consider nominating a fellow blogger for the Versatile Blogger Award, consider the quality of the writing, the uniqueness of the subjects covered, the level of love displayed in the words on the virtual page. Or, of course, the quality of the photographs and the level of love displayed in the taking of them.

Honor those bloggers who bring something special to your life whether every day or only now and then.

And, have fun!” Her Blog is full of information regarding this award. https://versatilebloggeraward.wordpress.com/about/

So Here goes….7 things you probably don’t know about me.

1. Sometimes, in the summer, when the nights are warm I go out into my yard, and look up into the sky and Sing, “How Great Thou Art” to God….I love that he says…The Heavens display His Glory! Yes, Yes they do!

2. I am the “crazy oil lady”. I discovered the many uses of doTerra Essential Oils, and the purity of them, and I am always telling others about how they have worked to help me be healthy, and how they contribute to a healthy lifestyle. When you tell me what is wrong with you, I say…”I have an oil that may help you!” I even have a webpage for them. That site is: http://mydoterra.com/oilsforhealthandwholeness .

3. I have 2 kids, 8 Grand kids, two of which are twins and 2 Great Grand Kids….And I love them all! I miss seeing them, and am so thankful for Facebook, where I can keep in contact and see their faces! I of course love a video now and again.

4 I manage a group of Prayer Warriors. We pray for people who request prayer, and we pray for the needs of our nation, states, and families. We handle emergency prayer requests. It is a no-guilt prayer group. If you get an e-mail asking you to pray, and if you do not have time at that moment, you just turn it over to Jesus for him to handle. Prayer is a great honor…We are honored to be people of faith, who trust God for Miracles! This Site has articles about Answered prayer.

5. I am a blood donor…going in today to give blood again. What an honor to have the blood of Jesus being passed on in the physical realm to someone else. Lord I pray that whoever receives my blood, will come to know the saving grace of Jesus, if they do not…and if they do, I ask for healing and wholeness for them! Amen

6. I wear flip-flops even when I shovel snow….have to be careful though, because snow on your feet is cold!

7. I always thought I would write books for a living, but God had different plans. He got me fired from a job so that I would quit arguing with him, and become what He had for me to be. That is a Real Estate Agent. Yes…that is my real job… I am honored to help people make their dreams become reality. It seems one of the biggest dreams for some people is home ownership! I LOVE my People…because that is who they become when they start out as my client!

OK…so you know much more about me right now…and it is time to tell you the blogs that I most enjoy.

It’s a Panda Life…. https://inidna.wordpress.com/ I especially love the letter about the hummingbird! Very good story…and you would never know(unless she told you, and she told me) That she has never seen a hummingbird!

M J Chatters…http://mjchatters.com/ I especially like her article, “You’ve got to stand for something!” It brought tears to my eyes.

Darlene’s Corner https://darlenescorner.wordpress.com/ I especially like her story… “Nightmare!” Yep it brought more tears.

There are many more blogs out in bloggerville that will touch your heart, make you cry, bring forth laughter, and teach you about history, love, hope and peace…It is an adventure…I hope you will go explore!

There comes a time in our lives, where we either make a difference or we don’t. We have, on our Side…the God of the Universe, to which NOTHING is impossible.

The riots in Baltimore are an act of Satan. He came to kill, steal and destroy? Recognize the signs?

What about the earthquake in Nepal? Destruction and death…stealing of a future for those living there…Most of us miss that…we think an earthquake is just what happens when plates shift, and the result is an earthquake…sometimes followed by tidal waves, mud slides and on and on. Who caused the plates to shift and the earthquake to happen? It for sure wasn’t God…so must have been Satan. He is the one who came to kill, steal and destroy. Fits the criteria, doesn’t it?

How about raging muslims who are killing Christians, and others who disagree with them, their god foremost in their minds. Who is their god? It is the god who says to kill infidels(anyone not believing as they do), they steal the lives of little boys and girls to asuage their pedophilic desires. They destroy everything in their way. ***light bulb*** their god is none other than satan, under a different name. GOD gives life, hope, love….can’t be GOD!

So what do we as Christians do about it? Do we run and hide, when God’s written Word tells us to be strong and courageous. Our God calls us to “fear not!” Our God calls us to pray for those who despitefully use us.

There are ways to pray effectively without “just” pleading with God to do something. In Psalms 149, we are told that it is our honor to do the work of God.
So how do we do that? Our job,…well read it here: Psa 149:5 Let the saints be joyful in glory: let them sing aloud upon their beds.
Psa 149:6 Let the high praises of God be in their mouth, and a twoedged sword in their hand;
Psa 149:7 To execute vengeance upon the heathen, and punishments upon the people;
Psa 149:8 To bind their kings with chains, and their nobles with fetters of iron;
Psa 149:9 To execute upon them the judgment written: this honour have all his saints. Praise ye the LORD.

These words can be taken literally, or Spiritually. If need be we must be literal in our place, to take care of, protect, hide, secure…those who are in danger, by any means necessary to do so. Even if it means physical protection!

We, however, are NOT in Baltimore, nor are we in Nepal, or in Syria, Iran, Iraq, and all the other places where people are being put to death, in the most horrible of ways.

It then stands to reason that our job as Christians may not be Physical…It may be that we must go to battle in the Spiritual Realm…which will ultimately change the physical realm.

So here is one plan…Let’s Pray! Let’s Pray the way Jesus Prayed. Let’s Pray the way Elijah Prayed. Let’s Pray how David Prayed.

Let us not “think” this is just prayer…good thoughts for people. Prayer is not, nor has it ever been “just” good thoughts for people….It is a systematic, faith filled, committed, trust in God to change circumstances according to HIS directions.

Once we have recognized that we are not fighting against other people…the bible says “flesh and blood,” then we have come a long way toward recognizing how to pray. If every request we make of God is based on his way, then things will come to pass according to HIS WAY.

In Baltimore, then we can pray in specific ways to deal with “satan” who is in charge of the evil actions of people. First, let’s pray for the Pastors, and other Christians in the area. Lord, we ask for your hand of protection upon the Pastors and your children who live and work in the Baltimore area. We cover them with the blood of Jesus, just as you instructed the Israelites to put the blood of an innocent lamb on their doorposts so that the death angel would pass over, and not take the firstborn of their families. We ask you to remind them to put on the full armor of God from Ephesians 6. We ask you to make them strong, courageous and unafraid. We declare and decree according to your written Word, that YOU are their “high tower,” and You will keep them safe under your wings or feathers. We pray that you will fill them with your Holy Spirit and Power, and give them prophetic words, and words of power from your WORD. Remind them of who the enemy is. Let they stand strong and “rebuke the devil,” and he will flee. Rebuke, Rebuke, Rebuke in the Mighty and holy name of Jesus…and Love, Love Love because that is the bridge to JESUS!

Baltimore can either become the place where martial law will eventually be put in place or in the Name of Jesus we quell the powers of darkness and send them scurrying away in shame. For let it not surprise you, that those evil spirits of death, rebellion, lawlessness, blasphemy, murder, killing, dis-respect, and all other facets of evil, will RECOGNIZE the Name of JESUS, and his POWER. They will recognize that The King of Creation is in control.

As for the people who are fulfilling the acts of evil. We must love them, but that love does not mean allowing them to run rampant upon the city. They have chosen to follow satan, whether they know it or not, and each person is responsible for the choices they make. If they have been “fooled” into this destructive mode, then it was still their choice. We have laws and rules for a reason. It is the only way our society can work expeditiously.

We must also pray for those who have lost their homes, their apartments, their pharmacies, their senior living centers, and other losses. We must pray that God will heal their hearts, and bring them through the chaos, with faith, and peace in their hearts. We must pray that their hearts will not fail them for fear. We must pray that God will pour out his peace, blessing and mercy upon them, and take care of their financial needs as well.

We must pray for the Police and Security and Military personnel that are trying to bring peace. We must pray for their protection, for them to not become bitter, that their lives and bodies will be preserved. We must pray for their families. It is very hard to have a loved one go into harm’s way and maintain peace in their hearts. FEAR has to go in the Name of JESUS!

I think there are not enough words in the world to cover every aspect of the trials this nation and Baltimore in particular, are dealing with. So I would ask that you take the time to ASK GOD, how HE wants you to pray and for whom he wants you to pray….and then pray accordingly. Even if it seems strange, because our God doesn’t just use a specific formula for any adversity…He is a specific God with Specific plans. Obey his Word, Hear with your ears and with your heart and just follow directions.

In the end, it is up to the Christians of this Nation to save this Nation through the prayers God has for us to pray. We can change things….But we have to pray and we have to seek Jesus with our whole heart, with our whole mind and with all our strength. The future is up to us…. We make the choice….and must accept the consequences!

Love you all!
Prayyior

What am I supposed to do with this?

Posted: April 22, 2015 in Humor, other

Day 14…Page 29. The very first thing my eyes focused on…

Dear Uncle Jack,

You amuse me. Your letter was a riddle and a mystery. How would you happen to know the nearest book to me at the moment I opened your letter. How could you have known the very first thing I saw was Beam Splitter? What in the world do you want me to discern from this item?

Why do I want to split beams? What exactly is a beam splitter anyway? What am I supposed to do with it, and what is the significance of this in my work? I am a writer, as you well know? What am I to do with something that splits a beam of light…Or is that the message.

Writing is like shining a bright light on something you want others to see as you see it…So what you are saying to me is that sometimes you need to shine the light on more than one thing in an article.

So, if I am telling a story about a dog, and his love of fun, I perhaps have to shine the light on the work that dog does.

Or if writing about frogs…perhaps the lily pad he landed on? Or the Bluejay that comes to my deck for his peanuts every day, and GreyCat who sits in wait!

Thanks Uncle Jack….You have always made me stretch my thinking and once again you have done that!

I will work hard at beam splitting in the future, so keep on reading my “stuff” and you will recognize your wise advice.

Love,
ME

PS…I still don’t know how you could possibly know that the only book near me at the moment I read your letter, was a copy of Modern Essentials A contemporary guide to the Therapeutic Use of Essential Oils….and page 29 would show a beam splitter…Think about it…these two just do not go together. You are so “quirky”…and I just love that about you!

Our assignment today is to write about our favorite meal and or the people that we enjoyed it with.

The reason I am a “tad” overweight is because I really do like food. I think I always used food to celebrate life. Whenever something good was happening it was always surrounded by food. I am working on the theory…that I have to start eating to live, rather than living to eat!

My family and I were totally blessed, because as a kid, we always had food. When I think of those days, one in particular stands out.

My Dad and I went out to the chicken yard and caught some chickens. We always grabbed the roosters because the hens were for egg-laying. The roosters…well they were only good for keeping the hens happy, and baby chicks which we never raised from eggs, just bought them and they came in boxes filled with yellow fluff. When we went to the Post Office to pick them up, you could hear their little “cheap, cheep, cheep,” calls. It was fun to get new chicks every year…They were one of our very best meals, once they grew enough to be tasty and had some meat on them.

But, getting back to my story….My folks had invited the whole family to come for a Sunday Picnic. So that morning Dad and I went about getting those roosters. First we had to catch them because they ran loose on our farm. Dad had a long stick which had a hook on the end of it. He would sneak up to the chicken and slide the hook over a leg….and basically bring him in. When we had several birds, enough to feed everyone, he grabbed his trusty axe and proceeded to cut their heads off. Then he would throw them out into the yard where they would jump around as they died. The jumping was the last jumping they would ever do, but it got all the blood out of them. Once they stopped jumping, we gathered them up, and headed to the house.

At the house, Mom had a big kettle of water boiling….That went into a pail, and was taken to the yard, where we dipped the chickens in it. When they had been thoroughly heated and dunked…the feathers would come off easily…and one of the neatest things about this, is that even though those chickens walked in chicken poo and other yuck in the yard, and had the dirtiest feet ever, once you dunked those feet in the water, the skin including the toenail would all come off and there you had the cleanest prettiest little chicken feet you could imagine…at least in my “farm kids” heart.

Well, once that was done it was time to cut them up and get the innards out. Then wash them well in very clean and ice cold water.

At this point they went to my Mother, who was a champion Chicken cooker! She could make the best fried chicken in the entire world.

Well, this day company was coming, and Mom got out her old cast-iron chicken frying skillet which had years of baked on black, and very high sides. Because the chickens were “really” fresh they had lots of moisture in the meat. What that meant is that Mom always ended up getting burned by the hot grease that popped out of the skillet when she was frying them.

Getting back to my favorite though…On this particular Sunday, we had been up very early, and Dad and I were starving…but Mom wouldn’t allow us to eat any of the chicken she was frying, because it was for company.

This day, we begged for chicken…so against her best wishes, but with Dad and i harrassing her, she agreed to put in the chicken feet for us to snack on before people got there and it was time for the picnic.

She never liked to cook the chicken feet with the toenails on, because she always thought one of us kids would accidentally choke on one of those toenails…but I suppose she was in a rush and just wanted to get us out of her hair.

She fried them up and gave them to Dad and I to eat…OH MY GOSH…There was nothing that ever tasted as good as those Chicken Feet…We did have to eat them quickly because she wanted those chicken feet in the trash before any guests showed up! After all, What would people think if they saw us eating chicken feet, especially with the toenails on.

Dad and I gobbled up the delicacy…got rid of the feet and welcomed our guests within minutes of enjoying them.

I don’t remember how wonderful the actual fried Chicken was that day…but I do remember that the Chicken feet were AWESOME! And to top it off…nobody choked on the toenails!

The little Red Sweater

Posted: April 16, 2015 in Hope
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She knew she was supposed to be here. Just sitting on this bench, knitting a tiny red sweater. She knew what her work was. She had been on this mission a very long time. Every since the day her handsome, loving, precious husband had left this world, she had come here. First to remember the days they had sat upon this bench, but then later as she prayed for “her” purpose in life, and why she was left alone with no one, but her beloved Jesus, who would never leave her or reject her. Her time on the bench became a time of renewal. With each stitch she would pray for those who came down the path. Perhaps they would say “hello,” or perhaps not. It didn’t matter. She was not alone. Jesus was with her, and she talked to him.

She talked about those who came by. It was her mission to change the world and she could only do that through prayer.

Today it was a young couple, hand in hand…strolling quietly. Not whispering like so many other young lovers, just walking, looking around, watching, listening to the chirps of birds and sounds of spring.

“Lord,” she whispered, “touch their lives, and let them know you.” Send your angels to heal the brokenness that is within them…the kind of brokenness that exists in each of us. Heal the sorrows, and remove the pain. She had learned so long ago, that there were no perfect lives. Each person suffers something. She would pray for those people, because perhaps, they had never in their lives had anyone who cared enough, or understood the importance of prayer. Her mission in these, her last days on earth, was to open the doorway for others to know her Savior. She continued her heartfelt and vibrant petition to her Jesus.

As the young couple approached the old woman, the young woman spoke to the man she loved so deeply. “Look,” she said. “Isn’t she beautiful?” “Oh Yes,” he replied. “I wonder,” if I will be that beautiful when I am that age,” she chuckled, knowing full well, with the cancer eating away at her body, she would never be that old. Her love, knowing she was just playing this game of life, held her hand tighter, and spoke those words of endearment that just made her love him more. “Sweetheart, you are that beautiful and you will always be!” “Nothing can change how glorious you are.”

“Reality, is strange,” she whispered. “I don’t want reality.” “I want to dream of a life with you, holding you, loving you, believing that one day I will be totally healed, and perhaps, just perhaps, I will be that old woman sitting, knitting….a snuggly little sweater for my grandchild!”

He held her hand with renewed strength, but his heart was tortured, tears welling up… “Oh, God…if you exist.” “Help my beautiful bride…and show us how to get through this.”

The forth, unseen person, smiled…”Yes, he whispered to the old woman…I love your heart, and I have heard your prayer…”I am the way, I am the truth…and I am the life!” “Be it unto them as you have prayed.”

The old woman heard his voice…nodding she replied…”I love you Jesus!” “Thank You!”

The Hunt…

Posted: April 15, 2015 in Interesting

GreyCat hesitantly scanned the landscape as he contemplates a hunting trip. No bears, no dangerous dogs, no stalking enemy cats. Safe…he perceives. Time to go in search of the perfect trophy.

Silently he stalks the back yard, quickly across open patches, stopping to watch, scanning for any movement.

He crouches, and watches, his tail twitching in anticipation of the perfect distracted bird, or squirrel or gopher…or perhaps a snake parting the grass, or a mole raising a groundswell. He is patient. He waits. His eyes are fixed on something in the distance.

Quickly, he hides himself behind “cover” and moves as a sniper, into position for the kill. Patience, patience…heart beating wildly, but outwardly as still as a statue.

Creeping, he advances…the grass jiggles, His ears perk, alert, listening for the slightest squeek.

Like radar…honing in on the target, he creeps quietly along the grass line…not much cover. Closer and closer.

Waiting, watching again, as still as a stone before an earthquake. His eyes focus, his muscles begin to swell as he moves cautiously into a crouched position.

The time is soon…his prey is hunting too. Searching for a few kernels of grain, or seed. Anything to survive another day. Anything to feed the babies. Life or death struggle. Daily, hourly..Second by second.

The question remains…will that mouse survive to tell its story…or will GreyCat…play with his evening meal?