Wednesday, May 30, 2007

Texas where your clothes feel damp all the timmmmee!!

Ok Texas hot yet damp, cool yet damp, rainy and really damp. Lets all say it together dammmpppp, give me a D...A....M....P! DAMP. When you lay down at night your sheets feel wet, when you get up in the morning and put your jeans on they feel...wet, skin, hair, shirts and PJs wet. Suprise, suprise!

10 Facts about Texas.

#1 The water tastes horrible
#2 There are way to many cars
#3 It is hot
#4 Hot and humid
#5 The gas is cheaper
#6 The people are bigger
#7 When thunder stormes move in it gets as dark at 9:00am as it would be at 9:00pm
#8 People don't use their blinkers to turn
#9 There's a Wal-Mart on every corner
#10 More BUGS

Today we can't work because the power is out due to a huge storm, that is why we have come to the library. Less boring here and at least I can look at my blog and pick up a book. In the last days Schyler and I have cans and cans of food out of Grandpa's pantry. They range in age from 2000 to 1970, the vintage ones we are keeping to sell on Ebay, the others we are eating or packing. Schyler gave Grandpa the name Jack after we packed up all his beans, get it? Ha ha made us laugh at least. Otherwise things are going fine, we are sailing right along...or atleast that is what we keep telling ourselves.

"Well so long, take luck, thanks for all the fish" (a mixed quote from Brian Reagen and Hitchhikers Guide).

Saturday, May 26, 2007


On Sunday SGW and I are heading out for Texas. There we will be helping our Grandpa pack his things up in light of a move to the North. This, my friends, is no task for the weak of heart, only the strong and brave should apply. Entering the garage reminds me strangly of LOTR, where Aragorn has to enter the Paths of the Dead. As it is aptly put by Malbeth the Seer ( who lived in the days of Arvedui, last king at Fornost) "From the North shall he come, need shall drive him: he shall pass the Door to the Paths of the Dead." and as it is written so shall it be.

But there is a ray of light dear friends, note that it says "he" not "she", therefore the seer is obviously speaking of SGW not me. I will stick to cleaning rooms and washing walls, this being hard enough without an encounter with a scorpion or black widow thrown in.
Here is a picture of SGW putting his game face on, preparing to take on the Garage Wights.

Hopefully we will be return home about the middle of June, given that we are driving one very old truck the drive time might be a bit long. We could use prayer that nothing breaks down or goes wrong, also that Grandpa's house sells. I'm already looking forward to coming home, I love Grandpa but not Texas so much.

Wednesday, May 23, 2007

Look who T is!

I am Elinor Dashwood!

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Hmmm who would have thought.

I am Elizabeth Bennet!

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I like being her.


Puschel 23 years old. German. Christian. Has bone Cancer.

With (according to the Dr.s) a thirty percent chance of recovery and at least ten months of Chemo. But as Puschel said "This is man's plan, but God likes to go other ways". Good to remember and take heart in, God has control of all things and Puschel belongs to him. Even as the hair falls from her head and she spend much time sick from Chemo she praises Him. Saying "I wouldn't give up this time with Him for anything, I wouldn't go back. Besides this is just having my months planned out for me, just as if I where going on a vacation. On vacation I would plan it out, so this is just another kind of vacation. I'm not sad or angry, just at peace."

So as you go through the day remember Puschel, pray for her and for her family, for healing but most of all the the Lord would be glorified and lifted up. Thank you. By the way, in the picture above it is apple cider in the bottles, not wine.

I consider that our present sufferings are not worth comparing with the glory that will be revealed in us. The creation waits in eager expectation for the sons of God to be revealed. For the creation was subjected to frustration, not by its own choice, but by the will of the one who subjected it, in home that the creation itself will be liberated from its bondage to decay and brought into the glorious freedom of the children of God.
We know that the whole creation has been groaning as in the pains of child birth right up to the present time. Not only so, bu we ourselves, who have the firstfruits of the Spirit, goan inwardly as we wait eagerly for our adoption as sons, the redmption of our bodies. For in this hope we were saved. But hope that is seen is no hope at all. Who hopes for what he already has? But if we hope for what we do not yet have, we wait for it patiently.
In the same way, the Spirit helps us in our weakness. We do not know what we oaught to pray for, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us with groans that words cannot express. And he who serches our hearts knows the mind of the Spirit, becasue the Spirit intercedes for the saints in accordance with God's will. And we know that in all thins God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose. Romans 8:18-28

Tuesday, May 8, 2007

Wise Words

"Let us see that we don't imagine that we are all called to stand up and preach, and don't suppose that the mere fact that we wear coat and trousers gives us the moral right to inflict our words on our fellow-saints. Do remember that the ministry of the Word is an intensley solemn thing, and God keep you in this time from what is known as the brother with little word. My dear bretheren, the ministry of the Word is God speaking through anointed men by the Holy Spirit, and we have no right to insult the intelligence and fritter away the time of a hundred people, unless the Lord has given us some definite opening of the Holy Scripture in the power of the Holy Ghost."--Harold St. John

Friday, May 4, 2007

Home Again

After what felt like a whirlwind twelve days back East, we are home and wondering if we ever left, however that doubt can be assuage by these small points.

A: There 714 more pictures on our computer of Maryland and D.C
B: My pocket book is lighter.

Now D and I have been in many European Cities that were lovely and I didn’t realize that there are US cities that are beautiful too. Philadelphia was the first city we saw, wonderful stuff and for the USA so very old. There is something to be said for seeing and touching history, walking the streets, looking through the windows and standing in the cemeteries. Bringing more to reality past centuries and the people who lived in them, Ben Frankland did have a print shop and attended church. The room where the Constitution was signed still stands along with much of its original furnishings, that famous painting of it isn’t just a Artists imagination but what did happen.

Washington D.C. was amazing as well, the Mall much bigger then I could have pictured. Standing there looking from one end to the other was astonishing, there on one hand we have the Lincoln’s memorial and on the other the Capitol. Along the side are lined Smithsonian buildings, massive things that are filled with wonderful and rare items. We spent a whole lot of time in the Portrait Gallery which was one of my favorite places, to be able to vew God-given talent up close is quite exciting. TJ and I spent some time just sitting and looking in this one room, I don’t remember who the Artist was, but we both were filled with awe. On a light and fun note we did go to the Spy museum, incredible what man can and has done to keep tabs on people. The little gadgets that were invented, the lengths people went to in the effort to befuddle and deceive each other was amazing. Also the iron will to fight back against the enemy during war ( WW11 especially) brought tears to my eyes. I wondered if my generation would be able to do the things that they did, walking with death on their left or right and often times following close behind.

D.C. was full of bustle and hurry, everyone is going somewhere or Hop on, hop off, hurry the doors are opening or closing, don’t get smashed (as Tivoli almost did) run, run. No where was this more evident then in the Capitol building, people in suits flying all over the place, dashing hither and yon doing Very Important Things. Made me think rather of an ants nest that is perpetually stirred up. Rather scary when you think that those people are who decided things for our whole country and perhaps there aren’t very many Mr. Sali’s or LT’s there. But in the end it will be God who has the last say in everything and anything that happens. When the last day comes (when ever that is) those great halls and massive monuments will crumble away to dust and be no more. In the end it will only be those who have put their trust in the Lord who will continue on.