10 things...

I think I'm about to get heavy in some of my postings, so thought I'd lighten up a little. I'm not going to tag you...but if you want to post 10 things about you, I'll link you up! I'd love to know the weird and unknown things about you! I think we know each other just a little....so here are 10 things ya might not know about me...

1. I don't like ducks
2. I have a phobia about that medicine bottle and dentist cotton
3. I can tat (look that one up!)
4. I can write backwards and upside down (by handwriting on paper...not me physically!)
5. I'm ambidextrous
6. My hubby and I have been together 27 years.
7. I have 3 cats, 1 dog, 2 geckos, 1 Chinese Water Dragon, 2 corn snakes
8. I'm pigeon-toed :-} Attractive!
9. I used to play tennis
10. I hate circuses

I can't keep up with you....

It's taking me a while to catch up on all of your blogs! Everyone has such great things to say...I seem to be an empty vessel right now! So...I'm gonna catch up with ya!

Well, as it turns out yesterday, I had some trepidation because in the corporate world "special" attached to anything means pack your box up and get ready to get out; for example, "Special Projects."

Turns out that I was a substitute aide for a teacher of special needs kids. There were five in the class; all were very sweet..one was much more challenging than the others. I had to take him to an art class and keep him engaged for an hour and a half. It's difficult for ME to be engaged for an hour and a half. He seems to be autistic and inflicts harm on himself. He did well, but I expected an implosion later in the day, which did indeed happen. I felt sorry for him...that he was cooped up for 7 hours a day when he wants to RUN and move about all the time.
Anyway, the day went pretty well, aside from the stress the child I was in charge of went through....and there was lots of prayer on my part that I could be useful and handle things; and that the kids were getting something out of their schooling. I tell ya...those Special Ed teachers are worth their weight in gold. Some of the kids have diapers, and need constant attention. The teacher asked if I would be interested in helping again because it's difficult to keep subs there, and that's hard on the kids---new faces all the time. They have a very tough job, but it's obvious that they love these kids. I can see why... I can't seem to get them out of my mind.

wish me luck....

Today is my first school gig....not substituting, but "Special Services Aide." Anything with "special" in it scares me! ;-) My hubby suggests I'll be at some remote warehouse outpost. HA! That's okay. I'll throw a tee shirt in the car. I'm very excited...but of course, since I decided to sign on for this substitute teaching thing, I've been swamped with art and writing gigs....and that's okay. I'm hoppin'! I like it!

Something for everyone.....

Kansas Bob has been having a great discussion
about Cessationism and Spiritual gifts. Very interesting.

I dreamt last night that we (? don't know who 'we' was) were having a party. I thought it was just a very nice party, because all the good linens were out and there were wonderful little boxes at all the tables. As we were getting things together for our guests, I was overcome with curiosity. I started peeking into the boxes. There were pieces of jewelry in all of them...bracelets, necklaces, rings, etc. The colors were lovely. By the way, I'm not a jewelry gal, but I thought these were exquisite--even though they looked kind of like any piece of jewelry that you might find at a department store. Against the pure white of the boxes and the linens, the colors were incredible. The colors that came out at me were pink, blue, green, and amber/gold. Someone came up behind me and said, "These are for them to keep, as long as they share them with everyone at the table."

I looked up the Biblical meaning of these colors: love and joy; spirituality; healing and growth; grace & peace. Of course, white is Christ's light, truth and purity.

That was a pretty cool dream.

Living Waters

It rained pretty good here the other day. Thank God for that. Did you ever notice that you can water your yard, pots, whatever, and it never is as good as a real rainstorm?
Walking Gracie this morning, the sky was just cloudless...incredibly blue; the greens in the grass and the trees were magnificent. Right outta the paint pot. Everything has been "greened up."
The neighbors have been trying to save their lawns, watering their precious lawn carpets, and one good soaking from His Truly is what it takes to make the colors shine.
What we try to do as humans pales in comparison to what He can do.
Some of us are indeed having a dry spell...but it was as if He was saying, "Let ME pour into you. Hold out your arms, close your eyes...and just let Me 'green you up'!"

My "baby" turned 15 on Sunday!...had his wisdom teeth extracted this morning. This is the first time I've been able to post his picture and brag about him. If he knew he'd be scolding me!
He's an honor student, a Star scout, a comedian, he's kind, thoughtful, quiet, a perfectionist, an athlete, a video gamer and filmmaker, a true friend.

It rained!!! :-)

At this rate....

I had my real age
calculated last year, before the tinnitus, before the anemia, before the GI problems and sedentary weight gain....all I dealt with was the lupus and fibro pain. I was calculated 8 years below my real age of 47. Now, I was calculated only 1 year below my actual age...so I've aged 7 years physically in 1 year! OMGosh! I'm a dog! ;-). Seriously, though...I'm concerned. Here's a last year picture, and a this year picture. Not good....but I'm determined to turn it around! I know you all...you'll want to post sweet nice things, but DON'T!! I gotta get myself together, here. Addendum: Destiny is no matter of chance. It is a matter of choice: It is not a thing to be waited for, it is a thing to be achieved." -- William Jennings Bryan This brings to mind my one post where I heard the Father's words: "It's your choice." God gives us free will to make choices. I gotta remember that! Yes, we deal with many issues: finances, health, tragedies, etc.; It's how we work with what we have.

Big Daddy says....

Don't you love it when you ask God to give you something? A scripture, a verse, ANYTHING to tell you something, encourage, whatever. He is always faithful, too. He gave me this scripture yesterday. It is perfect for a current situation...and it both encouraged me...and humbled me. I love the equality--and the respect-- that Paul affords these women that he is referring to. They fought along side of him. They are his coworkers. Not his employees, not his slaves, not his underlings. They are his CO-workers.
He'll give you something, too. He will speak directly to you and your heart. What do you think He might tell you?

Philipians 4:2-5 (The Source New Testament)

I encourage Euodia and I encourage Syntyche to think along the same lines along with the Lord. Yes, and I ask you, too, Synzugos, to assist these women seeing that they fought in the contest with me for the Good News, with Clement too, and the rest of my coworkers, whose names are in the Book of Life.

Dang, it's hot....

I got back from a job this afternoon...I can't get the A/C in this house that I'm working in to cool down. I have a fan, but geegollywillikers....it's 86 in that 8,000 sqft. house. Now, in 100 degree weather, that might seem cool....but 86 is only cool if you're on the beach with a festive umbrella over head and perhaps a delightful pina colada with a mini-me umbrella tucked happily inside it...and a good book to read. However...86 degrees is NOT comfy for a 40 something, slightly Rubenesque female hauling ladders and paint buckets around, and climbing up and down. It's hotter up toward the ceiling, did you KNOW that?? :-) I think I "glowed" off a few pounds....