Showing posts with label life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label life. Show all posts

Saturday, June 13, 2015

Update (PLEASE READ!)


Wow! I finally logged in to tell you all that I have a brand new blog where I post now! I am sorry for the very long delay! I am still alive!

So! Go over to Home-Sweet-Homemaking.com  and follow me on there!! Tell all your friends! And neighburs and coworkers, and bosses, and... ;)

Please share the new link on your Facebook, Twitter, email, and anywhere else you want to!

Get the word out and help my new sight get higher views.

I look forward to seeing you there! :D

Sunday, August 3, 2014

Precious Remedies Against Satan's Devices By Thomas Brooks, (1608 - 1680) THE EPISTLE DEDICATORY

Precious Remedies Against Satan's Devices
By Thomas Brooks, (1608 - 1680)

THE EPISTLE DEDICATORY  
To his most dear and precious ones, the sons and daughters of the Most High God, over whom the Holy Spirit has made him a Watchman.
Beloved in our dearest Lord, Christ, the Scripture, your own hearts, and Satan's devices, are the four prime things that should be first and most studied and searched. If any cast off the study of these, they cannot be safe here, nor happy hereafter. It is my work as a Christian, but much more as I am a Watchman, to do my best to discover the fullness of Christ, the emptiness of the creature, and the snares of the great deceiver; which I have endeavored to do in the following discourse, according to that measure of grace which I have received from the Lord. God once accepted a handful of meal for a sacrifice (Lev. 2:2; 5:12), and a small quantity of goat's hair for an oblation; and I know that you have not so "learned the Father," as to despise "the day of small things" (Zech. 4:10).

Beloved, Satan being fallen from light to darkness, from felicity to misery, from heaven to hell, from an angel to a devil, is so full of malice and envy that he will leave no means unattempted, whereby he may make all others eternally miserable with himself; he being shut out of heaven, and shut up "under the chains of darkness until the judgment of the great day" (Jude 6), makes use of all his power and skill to bring all the sons of men into the same condition and condemnation with himself. Satan has cast such sinful seed into our souls, that now he can no sooner tempt, but we are ready to assent; he can no sooner have a plot upon us, but he makes a conquest of us. If he does but show men a little of the beauty and finery of the world, how ready are they to fall down and worship him! Whatever sin the heart of man is most prone to, that the devil will help forward.  

If David is proud of his people, Satan will provoke him to number them, that he may be yet prouder (2 Sam. 24). If Peter is slavishly fearful, Satan will put him upon rebuking and denying of Christ, to save his own skin (Matt. 16:22; 26:69-75). If Ahab's prophets are given to flatter, the devil will immediately become a lying spirit in the mouths of four hundred of them, and they shall flatter Ahab to his ruin (2 Kings 22). If Judas will be a traitor, Satan will quickly enter into his heart, and make him sell his master for money, which some heathen would never have done (John 13:2). If Ananias will lie for advantage, Satan will fill his heart that he may lie, with a witness, to the Holy Spirit (Acts 5:3). Satan loves to sail with the wind, and to suit men's temptations to their conditions and inclinations. If they be in prosperity, he will tempt them to deny God (Proverbs 30:9); if they be in adversity, he will tempt them to distrust God; if their knowledge be weak, he will tempt them to have low thoughts of God; if their conscience be tender, he will tempt to scrupulosity; if large, to carnal security; if bold-spirited, he will tempt to presumption; if timorous, to desperation; if flexible, to inconstancy; if stiff, to impenitency.


From the power, malice and skill of Satan--proceeds all the soul-killing plots, devices, stratagems and machinations, which are in the world. Several devices he has to draw souls to sin, and several plots he has to keep souls from all holy and heavenly services, and several stratagems he has to keep souls in a mourning, staggering, doubting and questioning condition.
He has several devices to destroy the great and honorable, the wise and learned, the blind and ignorant, the rich and the poor, the real and the nominal Christians.

At one time, he will restrain from tempting, that we may think ourselves secure, and neglect our watch. At another time he will seem to flee, that he may make us proud of the victory. At one time he will fix men's eyes on others' sins than their own, that he may puff them up. At another time he may fix their eyes more on others' graces than their own, that he may discourage them. A man may as well count the stars, and number the sands of the sea, as reckon up all the Devices of Satan; yet those which are most considerable, and by which he does most mischief to the precious souls of men, are in the following treatise discovered, and the Remedies against them prescribed.

Beloved, I think it necessary to give you and the world a faithful account of the reasons moving me to appear in print, in these days, wherein we may say, there was never more writing and yet never less practicing, and they are these that follow:

Reason 1. Because Satan has a greater influence upon men, and higher advantages over them than they think he has--and the knowledge of his high advantage is the highway to disappoint him, and to render the soul strong in resisting, and happy in conquering.
Reason 2. Your importunity, and the importunity of many other "precious sons of Zion" (Lam. 4:2), has after much striving with God, my own heart, and others, made a conquest of me, and forced me to do that at last, which at first was not a little contrary to my inclination and resolution.
Reason 3. The strange opposition that I met with from Satan, in the study of this following discourse, has put an edge upon my spirit, knowing that Satan strives mightily to keep those things from seeing the light, that tend eminently to shake and break his kingdom of darkness, and to lift up the kingdom and glory of the Lord Jesus Christ, in the souls and lives of the men.
Reason 4. Its exceeding usefulness to all sorts, ranks and conditions of men in the world. Here you have salvefor every sore, and a plaster for every wound, and a remedy against every disease, especially against those that tend most to the undoing of souls, and the ruin of the State.
Reason 5. I know not of any one or other that have written of this subject; all that ever I have seen have only touched upon this theme, which has been no small provocation to me, to attempt to do something this way, that others, that have better heads and hearts, may be the more stirred to improve their talents in a further discovery of Satan's Devices, and in making known of such choice Remedies, as may enable the souls of men to triumph over all his plots and stratagems.
Reason 6. I have many precious friends in several countries, who are desirous that my pen may reach them, now that my voice cannot. I have formerly been, by the help of the mighty God of Jacob, a weak instrument of good to them, and cannot but hope and believe that the Lord will also bless these labors to them; they being, in part, the fruit of their desires and prayers.
Reason 7. Lastly, Not knowing how soon my hour-glass may be out, and how soon I may be cut off by a hand of death from all opportunities of doing further service for Christ or your souls in this world, I was willing to sow a little handful of spiritual seed among you; that so, when I put off this earthly tabernacle, my love to you, and that dear remembrance of you, which I have in my soul, may strongly engage your minds and spirits to make this book your companion, and under all external or internal changes, to make use of this heavenly salve, which I hope will, by the blessing of the Lord, be as effectual for the healing of all your wounds, as their looking up to the bronze serpent was effectual to heal theirs--who were bit and stung with fiery serpents. I shall leave this book with you as a legacy of my dearest love, desiring the Lord to make it a far greater and sweeter legacy than all those carnal legacies that are left by the high and mighty ones of the earth to their nearest and dearest relations.

Beloved, I would not have affection carry my pen too much beyond my intention. Therefore, only give me leave to signify my desires for you, and my desires to you, and I shall draw to a close,

My desires for you are, "that out of his glorious riches he may strengthen you with power through his Spirit in your inner being, so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith. And I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, may have power, together with all the saints, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, and to know this love that surpasses knowledge--that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God." (Eph. 3:16-19) "And we pray this in order that you may live a life worthy of the Lord and may please him in every way: bearing fruit in every good work, growing in the knowledge of God, being strengthened with all power according to his glorious might so that you may have great endurance and patience, and joyfully giving thanks to the Father, who has qualified you to share in the inheritance of the saints in the kingdom of light." (Col. 1:10-12) "That you do no evil." (2 Cor. 13:7); "That your love may abound yet more and more in knowledge, and in all judgment." "That you may approve things that are excellent, that you may be sincere, and without offence until the day of Christ." (Phil. 1:27, 4:1) That "our God would count you worthy of this calling, and fulfill all the good pleasure of his goodness, and the work of faith with power." "That the name of our Lord Jesus Christ may be glorified in you, and you in him, according to the grace of our God and the Lord Jesus Christ." (2 Thess. 1:11, 12) And that you may be eminent in sanctity, sanctity being Zion's glory (Psalm 93:5); that your hearts may be kept upright, your judgments sound, and your lives unblamable. That as you are now "my joy", so in the day of Christ you may be "my crown"; that I may see my labors in your lives; that your lives may not be earthly, when the things you hear are heavenly; but that it may be "as becomes the gospel" (Phil. 1:9, 10).
That as the fish which live in the salt sea yet are fresh, so you, though you live in an ungodly world, may yet be godly and loving; that you may, like the bee, suck honey out of every flower; that you may shine in a sea of troubles, as the pearl shines in the sky, though it grows in the sea; that in all your trials you may shine like the stone in Thracia, which neither burns in the fire nor sinks in the water; that you may be like the heavens, excellent in substance and beautiful in appearance; that so you may meet me with joy in that day wherein Christ shall say to his Father, "Lo, here am I, and the children that you have given me" (Is. 8:18).

My desires to you are--That you would make it your business to study Christ, his Word, your own hearts, Satan's plots, and eternity--more than ever. That you would endeavor more to be inwardly sincere than outwardly glorious; to live, than to have a mere name to live. That you would labor with all your might to be thankful under mercies, and faithful in your places, and humble under divine appearances, and fruitful under precious ordinances. That as your means and mercies are greater than others--so your account before God may not prove a worse than others. That you would pray for me, who am not worthy to be named among the saints, that I may be a precious instrument in the hand of Christ to bring in many souls unto him, and to build up those who are brought in, in their most holy faith; and "that utterance may be given to me, that I may make known all the will of God" (Eph. 6:19); that I may be sincere, faithful, frequent, fervent and constant in the work of the Lord, and that my labor be not in vain in the Lord; that my labors may be accepted in the Lord and his saints, and I may daily see the travail of my soul.

But, above all, pray for me--that I may more and more find the power and sweet of those things upon my own heart, that I give out to you and others; that my soul may be so visited with strength from on high, that I may live up fully and constantly to those truths that I hold forth to the world; and that I may be both in life and doctrine "a burning and a shining light," that so, when the Lord Jesus shall appear, "I may receive a crown of glory which he shall give to me in that day, and not only to me, but to all who love his appearing." (John 5:35 and 2 Tim. 1:8).

For a close, remember this, that your life is short, your duties many, your assistance great, and your reward sure; therefore faint not, hold on and hold up, in ways of well-doing, and heaven shall make amends for all!

I shall now take leave of you, when my heart has by my hand subscribed, that I am, your loving pastor under Christ, according to all pastoral affections and engagements in our dearest Lord,Thomas Brooks

Friday, June 27, 2014

Update (June 27th)


Heyy y'all!

I know it has been a while and I feel it is about time for an update on everything going on. Aye?

I can't believe how fast this year is going by!
So, I am going to tell you a little secret! I am setting up (with a friend of mine who is a web designer) a website for general homemaking. I am soo excited how it is turning out and will share it with y'all when it is published. :) It has been months since I started setting it up and it is ALMOST done. *Happy Squeal!*

The weather has been nice and warm...but cool, which is nice, but I am a warm weather all the way y'all. I am a Southern gal at heart....You know that already! ;) But knowing me, I'll end up marrying a true Northern and I'll be stuck up North for the rest my life. Ha! Seriously though, I'll be thankful where ever the Lord places me in life. :) Just...please no Alaska!!! ;)  

So I made some yummy muffin recipes lately. I made on of Lemon Curd Blueberry, but don't know where my pictures of them are. :( They looked and tasted amazing! Ohh myy, I am getting hungry just thinking about them! :D

Alright, so I am going to be leaving my Post office janitor job soon. I am happy and sad at the same time. I can't wait to be home, but I'll miss all the friends I have made there! The business I (and my friend who I am co-working with) am working for is putting the business up for bid because the woman who runs it is married with 5 children and with starting homeschooling this year is too much for her. Sounds reasonable though. I am so excited to be home from all the work I had to there in only a couple weeks! I will be able to clean/ organize our home more then!
And, not to mention finally get my school done or at least get more done! I wont get into that though as I get myself upset. God's timing- God's timing. :)

I am researching different places on the benefits of raw milk. I have been drinking it for years and years now and never ever want to go back to that gross, bad for you, processed store bought milk. I pray that when I get married I will be able to bless my family with raw milk (and other healthy, natural products)- the wonders of God's natural and fresh products!!

I need to practice photography shots for my hopefully upcoming session with a newborn....Yes, a NEWBORN! I am so scared about that....What if I make a mistake.....I can't really retake a newborn session....Ugh....PRACTICE, PRACTICE, PRACTICE!!! And a lot of Prayer! :)

Here is a photo I got of one of friend's little man at his 6 month session. Isn't he adorable?!??! (And kissable?! ;) )

Ohh, this spring I got a buck kid from a friend that lives in New York, and that has been great! His name is Demi. Here's a picture I got of him.
All our farm animals are doing well and enjoying the mild summer weather. We will be having pork from our two huge hogs very soon. Soo excited, even though I will miss their daily morning happy greeting grunts. *sniff* *grabs the tissue box* "Ohh nevermind! I smell BACON!!!!!"

I am going to be selling this kitty soon. Hoping he goes to a very special home!

I am going to be getting back into practicing guitar playing as well. That's exciting for me too.
We'll see what I'll be able to get done this fast-going year!

God bless you all!! :)

Sunday, March 2, 2014

Please Pray for the Einwechter Family!

Please pray for the Einwechter family.



On Monday, Monique Einwechter crashed her Ford Expedition into the pond on her parents' property in eastern Bledsoe County. Family members saved Einwechter, 2-year-old Jonathan David and 1-year-old Titus. But they couldn't reach 3-year-old Elise or 6-week-old Enoch in time.

Jonathan's (Monique's husband) Account of the Accident:

(All the details of this account are accurate to the best of my knowledge and memory as witnessed from my perspective but is likely not accurate in every detail.)

"On Monday, February 24th 2014, after rising at 2:45 AM to finish the last leg of our moving trip from Pennsylvania to Tennessee (traveling from OH to TN on Monday), we arrived in Dayton, TN around noon. We spent the afternoon and evening painting our new apartment on the Hoffmans’ property. My darling wife stopped painting early to spend some special time with the children before supper, particularly since it had been lacking for the last few days with our move. Around 8 PM, Monique and I sat on the couch with all our children to eat supper as a family, instead of at the table with the others who had been helping us move.

After a bit of discussion, we decided to take two vehicles to where we would spend the night since we didn't have enough seats in our vehicle. We loaded all four of the children into the Expedition, which Monique was driving; and the two girls (Chrissy S. and Christiana R.) traveling with us and a local young man (Luke Holloway) came in another vehicle with me. We had only gotten half way out the long driveway when I noticed Monique’s headlights were no longer behind me. I started reversing down the lane while rolling down the window. As I did so, I heard Monique blowing the horn constantly; and to my horror I only saw one headlight was sticking out of the small pond next to the driveway! I leaped out of my vehicle’s window, since I couldn’t find the latch in the dark, and went running toward our Expedition, which had flipped off the lane into the water with my precious family inside.

I jumped on top of the vehicle that was now on its side partially submerged in 2 feet of water. My wife was still buckled into her seat, which was on the upper side of the vehicle above the water. After shouting for her to unlock the door, which we couldn’t get unlocked, I yelled for a rock to break the window. By this time, everyone in her parents’ house (only 100-200 yards from the pond) and the people in my vehicle were on the scene doing what they could. In a few seconds, I was back on top the vehicle breaking the driver’s window, since Monique had unbuckled and was standing up on the passenger's window on opposite downward side of the vehicle trying to unbuckle the children. She got Titus unbuckled and handed him to me through the broken window, who I grabbed by his coat and passed to Christian R. Samuel Hoffman (Monique’s 16 year old brother) managed to open the rear window and pull Jon David out. At this point, with only 2 out of 5 occupants rescued, the vehicle rolled in “slow-motion” onto its roof to a deeper part of the pond only leaving the wheels and undercarriage exposed.

My mind was filled with horror as I thought of my wife and three children (at this point I was unaware of Samuel’s success in rescuing Jon David) trapped under approximately 35 degree water.

Everyone worked so hard! The girls took our two rescued boys to the house to warm up, many people were on the shore doing whatever they could, Luke Holloway tried extremely hard in vain to keep the vehicle from rolling, and Joe Hoffman (Monique’s father), Samuel, and I were totally in the water doing everything we knew how to get our trapped ones out. There were prayers, screams, and shouts from everyone. The water was so cold, though. We could only be under it for a few seconds before our limbs began to lose responsiveness and we had to get out.
Monique’s Navy dad finally broke a second window, allowing the opportunity to try and pull our loved ones out. We all took forays underneath the water, trying to reach anyone we could inside. But the water was so cold and dark that we couldn’t stay in long enough to accomplish much. After one such attempt, while I was on top the upside down vehicle “warming up”, I heard Monique’s dad towing her to shore yelling he’d gotten her. Apparently, he’d been able to open the rear passenger door and pull her out. She was unconscious, not breathing, and gray. Samuel did CPR on her for a minute or two until she revived and started moaning for her babies.

From Monique’s side of the story, when the car flipped, all the children (except for Enoch who never made a sound) started screaming; she started blowing the horn for help, and tried calming the children by singing to them. When she couldn’t calm them, she just held the horn down in an all-out endeavor to call for help, which alerted the Hoffmans it wasn’t just the car alarm going off. When the first of us arrived to the car, she unbuckled herself and started unbuckling Titus, who she handed to me. As Samuel pulled Jon David out the back, Elise nervously kept asking him to “Get me out, get me out!” He said, “I’ll be right back for you.” When Elise heard this, she calmed right down because she lovingly trusted him to return. Seconds later, the car rolled and submerged with Elise, Enoch, and Monique in it. Elise’s last words to her beloved mommy were “I’m going to drown.” And Monique assured her she would get her out and everything would be alright. (And now they are: in Heaven!)

Even once the vehicle was completely filled with water and dark she kept trying to find the children’s seat belts. Once this was obviously impossible, she tried escaping herself, only to keep bumping into things. At this point she began breathing in water, felt her limbs paralyze, and realizing she was dying, and prayed for peace before going unconscious.

Back to Jon's perspective. While Monique was being rescued, I sat on top the vehicle and prayed for courage to try one last time to rescue them. I thought of how cold I was out of the water and how terribly cold only a few seconds in the freezing water made me. Then I thought of my poor little children still trapped under the water minute after minute (probably at least 5-7 minutes by then). My body rebelled at the idea of diving under the “35 degree” water to go back inside a car through a broken window. But I knew I had to try once more. So I told Samuel to hold my legs as I plunged into the vehicle head first until I was through the window least past my waist. I felt around until I grabbed something made of fabric, kicked my legs until Samuel pulled me out, only to find I had saved a large blanket. In disappointment, I hopped back up onto the car to “warm up”. Then I had to make a very hard decision – do I try going back for the children in what would be almost certainly a futile attempt or do I try to save Monique who’s at least half alive, laying half in the water and half on the muddy bank? My first-aid training came back to me, and I made the hard decision focus on the one I could probably help and let my precious children in Christ's hands. It was all I could do. We tried… we really, really did!

Around this time, all of us who were in the water splashed over to where Monique was lying. With Samuel and Monique’s dad in the shallow water getting somewhat cut up on the barbed wire that had been knocked into the water and her mom and I on the bank, we all pulled her out. Samuel and I laid on top her to warm her, and Noah ran to the house for blankets, which we piled on her. By this time the first responders began arriving. Monique’s mom, Brenda, started shouting for Samuel and I to go warm up in the house, since we were shaking uncontrollably, which we did after a bit of persuasion, leaving Monique with others. We flopped down by the fire, got most of our wet clothes off, and I was buried under blankets while Samuel took a hot shower to warm up.
With everything being chaos by the pond as they tried to get a tow truck down the lane to pull the vehicle out to rescue the children, it did not seem that Monique was receiving sufficent care by enough people as she lay on the freezing ground. So, her Mom told her to run to the house for the two little boys' sake that we had left. Miraculously, she jumped up and out ran her mother to the house through the dark over rough terrain! Once inside, she and I were surrounded by at least three EMTs and Paramedics who put hot packs, hot towels, etc. on us while running warm fluid in by IV.

We lay there a long time while they warmed us up. Monique was obviously the primary patient, considering her gray skin and what she had under gone – essentially drowning. Everyone else who’d also been in the water was shaking uncontrollably. I’m guessing it was probably an hour before the lane was cleared enough of emergency vehicles for them to transport us to the hospital. But while we lay there, in front of the warm fire, it was hard to think of our two little children still out in the water. The Lord was amazing in the grace he showed us, though. Various people started singing hymns. The lead paramedic actually led a couple of these songs in his deep voice, and one of the EMTs said he was a pastor and prayed over Monique. The Lord was with us in a special way there in that kitchen during that dark hour. I still love our faithful Master!

Once the vehicle was pulled out far enough to extract the children, they were medevac’d to two different hospitals. The doctors worked on each child for hours attempting to bring them back, which is way more than I would have expected of them. I’m so blessed they tried so hard to save our babies!
Monique and I were taken to Rhea County Hospital in Dayton. I was released within a few hours because I had warmed up fine. My wife was given a lot of good, courteous care in the ER and then moved to a room that night. The next day she was transported to the ICU at Memorial Hospital in Chattanooga because they have better equipment in case her condition turned worse. She spent a little over a day in there until her condition improved enough for her to be taken to a regular room. On Friday, early afternoon she was released to go home.
There’s much more I could say of the heroic efforts of everyone involved, many of them unnamed in this document. The emergency workers were on site until at least 2 or 3 AM, many local people stopped by to help with what they could, and all the Hoffman’s, from the youngest to the oldest, did an excellent job assisting in the rescue and warming us up (actually earning the high complements of the lead paramedic for doing a great job).
We are so thankful everyone’s help, much of it still unknown to my wife and me.

The Lord is our Rock and Strong Tower in this time of earthly loss. Jesus is taking care of our little ones right now, as they dance and sing with joy to Him! I like to think we got out of the vehicle everyone we could and Jesus got the rest out to go Home with Him.

May He be praised!
"

A couple links to family in the news:

http://www.timesfreepress.com/news/2014/feb/26/taken-at-a-tender-agecrash-claims-0010infant-3/

http://www.timesfreepress.com/news/2014/feb/28/five-lives-hung-in-the-balance-in-those-desperate/?local

http://www.timesfreepress.com/news/2014/mar/02/final-farewell-neighbors-console-family-in-tragic/

If anyone would like to send a sympathy card to Jon and Monique, please address them to: P.O. Box 1222, Dayton, TN 37321
If you would like to practically help Jonathan and Monique with funeral, travel, and other miscellaneous expenses, please visit http://eliseandenoch.org/

"We are planning to have the funeral next Thursday evening, March 6th, in Ephrata PA at a church that can hold up to 500 people. More details to follow. We hope everyone can come!"

"The burial is scheduled for Friday, March 7th, in Mercersburg, PA.
"


Visit their FB page for more info and updates: https://www.facebook.com/enoch.and.elise?fref=ts

Enoch Einwechter Memorial Service Slide Show:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hKm4U8qaVZo

Elise Einwechter Memorial Service Slide Show:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NxSCNfqvnuQ

For anymore updates/ information if you don't have FB or such please email me at knoctuary6@aim.com and make the subject "Einwechter Family".

Thanks everyone for praying!

And a quote that is encouraging for this news:

"Some have asked whether we shall know one another in heaven? Surely, our knowledge will not be diminished, but increased. The judgement of Luther and Anselm, and many other divines is, that we shall know one another; yea, the saints of all ages, whose faces we never saw; and, when we shall see the saints in glory without their infirmities of pride end passion, it will be a glorious sight." ~Thomas Watson

Monday, February 24, 2014

Goat Kids, Young Living Essential Oils, and Flu

It has been while....my life has been busy. Don't I always start with that? I know, I know, we are all sick of the "I am sooooo busy" posts and such. But anyway, I'll just start with what I have been up to.

Last month I did a baby session which went AWESOME and got some adorable pictures. (Which reminds me I need to go edit the rest of that session this week before it gets any later!!) Isn't she the cutest thing? :D

The other week back I decided I would start up my schedule and STICK TO IT...well a little after that, kid goats were born. They kept coming and coming- which wasn't a bad thing per se, except the fact I ended up having to bottle feed them for many reasons... Nursed one back to health after it almost died, two were abandoned by their mother, and one's mother didn't get  milk in, etc....It was crazy. I wasn't getting much sleep taking care of them all. Well, some died, some had to be put down...it was soo sad, but now two are healthy, lively and happy and I still battle-feed them.
Finally last week, I was getting good amount o sleep and ready to start this schedule I have been putting off. So started it I did...Went as planned for one day and the next day I started coming down with something...not just "something", but the flu of all things, annnd I got a fever too. It was terrible. I was in bed most of the day and then some. So now I am pretty much better (just a lingering cough) and I am starting this schedule again. One day now it has gone great! Praying it actually finally stick from now on!!

I am still working at the post office in the mornings and it has been going well. Nice to get money and start actually saving up. I am only going to be at this job until the Spring. My neighbour works with me and she is going to leave to get a "better job" to be able to buy a car, etc. She is going to be baby-sitting at peoples' houses (or a family's house), which I know she'll be good at since she's been baby sitting and her sisters have been since she was very little and she has her practice in for sure....I am slightly jealous about that actually...But I help her out with kids she babysits at home sometimes and I usually end up with a headache for some reason. ;) Children apparently don't know what the word 'quiet' means...but I think we all knew that, didn't we?

I got my first shipment of essential oils this week from Young Living and am sooo excited!! My Dad is not convinced of using oils, but the only way to know if they work is to test them out, right?!?! ;)

I also started a new Food Blog! Click here to view. :)

"I have written unto you, young men, because ye are strong, and the word of God abideth in you, and ye have overcome the wicked one. Love not the world, neither the things that are in the world. If any man love the world, the love of the Father is not in him. For all that is in the world, the lust of the flesh, and the lust of the eyes, and the pride of life, is not of the Father, but is of the world. And the world passeth away, and the lust thereof: but he that doeth the will of God abideth for ever." ~1 John 2:14-17

Which reminded me of a quote by Samuel Rutherford from his 'Quaint Sermons' on Philippians 3:8:
"To Hell with all other things that do not help me serve Christ!"

So, here's to blessed rest of this week. God bless you all and stay strong in the Lord!! <3

Friday, November 22, 2013

Ward Miles - First Year (Video)

There are no words I can add....just please watch the video.

This little guy was only 2 ounces more than I was! <3

http://vimeo.com/78393869

"Before I formed thee in the belly I knew thee; and before thou camest forth out of the womb I sanctified thee.." ~Jeremiah 1:5

Saturday, November 16, 2013

The Real Truth about ‘Boring’ Men — and the Women who Live with Them: Redefining Boring

(Post originally written by Ann Voskamp)


So not every guy proposes with lip syncing, rolling cameras, and a choreographed entourage.

Yeah —  so what if  your Dad didn’t?

He just pulled that beat-up Volkswagon Rabbit of his over in front of Murray Reesor’s hundred acre farm right there where Grey Township meets Elma Township, pulled out a little red velvet box, and whispered it in the snowy dark: “Marry me?”

“He didn’t even get down on one knee or anything?”

You boys ask it incredulous, like there’s some kind of manual for this kind of holy.

And I’ve got no qualms in telling you no. No, he didn’t even get down on one knee – it was just a box, a glint of gold in the dark, two hallowed words and a question mark.

“Boring.”

I know. When you’ve watched a few dozen mastermind proposals on youtube, shared them with their rolling credits on Facebook, marvelling at how real romance has an imagination like that.

Can I tell you something, sons?

Romance isn’t measured by how viral your proposal goes. The internet age may try to sell you something different, but don’t ever forget that viral is closely associated with sickness – so don’t ever make being viral your goal.
Your goal is always to make your Christ-focus contagious – to just one person.
It’s more than just imagining some romantic proposal.
It’s a man who imagines washing puked-on sheets at 2:30 am, plunging out a full and plugged toilet for the third time this week, and then scraping out the crud in the bottom screen of the dishwasher — every single night for the next 37 years without any cameras rolling or soundtrack playing — that’s imagining true romance.
The man who imagines slipping his arm around his wife’s soft, thickening middle age waistline and whispering that he couldn’t love her more…. who imagines the manliness of standing bold and unashamed in the express checkout line with only maxi pads and tampons because someone he loves is having an unexpected Saturday morning emergency.

The man who imagines the coming decades of a fluid life – her leaking milky circles through a dress at Aunt Ruth’s birthday party, her wearing thick diaper-like Depends for soggy weeks after pushing a whole human being out through her inch-wide cervix, her bleeding through sheets and gushing amniotic oceans across the bathroom floor and the unexpected beauty of her crossing her legs everytime she jumps on the trampoline with the kids.

The real romantics imagine greying and sagging and wrinkling as the deepening of something sacred.
Because get this, kidsHow a man proposes isn’t what makes him romantic. It’s how a man purposes to lay down his life that makes him romantic.
And a man begins being romantic years before any ring – romance begins with only having eyes for one woman now – so you don’t go giving your eyes away to cheap porn. Your dad will say it sometimes to me, a leaning over – “I am glad that there’s always only been you.” Not some bare, plastic-surgeon-scalpel-enhanced pixels ballooning on a screen, not some tempting flesh clicked on in the dark, not some photo-shopped figment of cultural beauty that’s basically a lie.

The real romantics know that stretchmarks are beauty marks and that different shaped women fit into the different shapes of men souls and that real romance is really sacrifice.
I know – you’re thinking, “Boring.”

Can you see it again – how your grandfather stood over your grandmother’s grave and brushed away his heart leaking without a sound down his cheeks?

50 boring years. 50 unfilmed years of milking 70 cows, raising 6 boys and 3 girls, getting ready for sermon every Sunday morning, him helping her with her zipper. 50 boring years of arguing in Dutch and making up in touching in the dark, 50 boring years of planting potatoes and weeding rows on humid July afternoons, 50 boring years of washing the white Corel dishes and turning out the light on the mess – till he finally carried her in and out of the tub and helped her pull up her Depends.

Don’t ever forget it:
The real romantics are the boring ones — they let another heart bore a hole deep into theirs.
Be one of the boring ones. Pray to be one who get 50 boring years of marriage – 50 years to let her heart bore a hole deep into yours.
Let everyone do their talking about 50 shades of grey, but don’t let anyone talk you out of it: committment is pretty much black and white. Because the truth is, real love will always make you suffer. Simply commit: Who am I willing to suffer for?
Who am I willing to take the reeking garbage out for and clean out the gross muck ponding at the bottom of the fridge? Who am I willing to listen to instead of talk at? Who am I willing to hold as they grow older and realer? Who am I willing to die a bit more for every day? Who am I willing to make heart-boring years with? Who am I willing to let bore a hole into my heart?
Get it: Life – and marriage proposals — isn’t not about one up-manship — it’s about one down-manship. It’s about the heart-boring years of sacrifice and going lower and serving. It’s not about how well you perform your proposal. It’s about how well you let Christ perform your life.
Sure, go ahead, have fun, make a ridiculously good memory and we’ll cheer loud: propose creatively — but never forget that what wows a woman and woos her is you how you purpose to live your life.

I’m praying, boys — be Men. Be one of the ‘boring” men and let your heart be bore into. And know there are women who love that kind of man.
The kind of man whose romance isn’t flashy – because love is gritty.
The kind of man whose romance isn’t about cameras — because it’s about Christ.
The kind of man whose romance doesn’t have to go viral — because it’s going eternal.
No, your dad did not get down on one knee when he proposed – because the romantic men know it’s about living your whole life on your knees.
There are Fridays. And the quiet romantics who will take out the garbage without fanfare. There will be the unimaginative calendar by the fridge, with all it’s scribbled squares of two lives being made one. The toilet seat will be left predictably up. The sink will be resigned to its load of last night’s dishes.

And there is now and the beautiful boring, the way two lives touch and go deeper into time with each other.

The clock ticking passionately into decades.

Wednesday, November 13, 2013

Planting, School, Rubber Bands, Kittens, and Flame-throwers...

So these last two days were spent doing school, cleaning, and finishing all our planting for this year. We will be transplanting the fruit trees in the spring.

As for that brick sidewalk that I was working on, well that will now be put off until the spring as well- Daddy and I decided to put flat rocks down for the winter and I will work on it in the spring, when it is somewhat warmer.

It's COLD outside now!! Although, we actually did not get snow the other day- thankfully, since that is the day we got the rest of the pine trees in. :)

Today I went outside to take pictures of Daddy using the flame thrower in the dark. My fingers were numb when I was done...I got some awesome shots, so it was well worth the cold fingers. ;) Maybe sometime I will post a couple.

This week has been going so amazing- getting up early and getting things done I have been wanting to get done, with a little less distractions.

Well, my kitty, Charlie, is much better now. In fact, he is getting a fat tummy. Haha... He is turning into a fatty! Let's just hope he doesn't eat anymore than he is already! ^_^

My Dad and I are now shooting rubber bands at stuff to see who can hit things...Haha, this was his idea not mine! He's been doing it since he was a kid, so he is wayyy better than I am. Boys..... *chuckles*
I haven't even hit anything yet. I'm such a lame gal. '_-

Alright, off to bed for now.

"Now our Lord Jesus Christ himself, and God, even our Father, which hath loved us, and hath given us everlasting consolation and good hope through grace,
Comfort your hearts, and stablish you in every good word and work." ~2 Thessalonians 2:16-17
Mountains in Scotland 

Thursday, December 27, 2012

December 17th 2012

Today I went out with my sister to buy some winter things. I got winter boots. :)
We had a good and fun time together. I always enjoy a day out with my sister...well, most of the time! ;)

 I then came home and ate supper. Then helped Daddy clean off a rifle and then 'stain' it. It looks really pretty.

Talking about pretty, I got some nice picture of the snow and clouds today and some pictures yesterday as well. All with my new camera.

                                            Two of clouds and snow:


One of icicles:


And random one of Misty and little black kitty:

One of our turkey hens:


                                   Our goats in the snow (far away shot):



This year is nearly over and I am thankful for all I have gotten done.
This year being a year of times of laughter, times of sorrow, times of being with friends and family, times of making new friends, working hard, taking it easy, and in all these things, most importantly, glorifying God and sharing His truth to those around us.
May next year be all this and more. :)



May the Lord bless you all in the coming year of 2013 and the other years following!