LAST POST FOR 2014

Tonight at midnight 2014 will officially come to an end.  A new year will stretch in front of us to make of it as we desire. This post will mostly be random thoughts about the year 2014 and dreams and desires for the year ahead of us.

 

WISHING THE BEST TO YOU AND YOU AND YOU IN 2015!

Sorry to say I'm ending the year a bit under the weather.  Seems the older I become the more health problems I have.  I have never enjoyed complaining about my health nor have I enjoyed hearing others constantly complain.  With that in mind, I will simply ask for prayers for upcoming tests.  I'm praying, and ask you to do the same, for my problems to be healed soon so I can get on with my life both in preparation for our move to Huntsville and for my work for the Lord.

Several of my post recently have involved our great-granddaughter, Allison and her giving spirit.  Check recent blogs to see what she asked for her 16th birthday.  We are so proud of her unselfish spirit.  We felt sure she would be rewarded for her generosity not only by the joy of giving to others, but felt sure she herself would receive in accordance with what she gave.  Her 16th birthday was December 22nd and she is the proud owner of a "new" car! 

Luke 6:38 Give, and it will be given to you. A good measure, pressed down, shaken together and running over, will be poured into your lap. For with the measure you use, it will be measured to you."

One of the big events of the year was finally deciding it was time to make a move.  Most of you know the reasoning behind it.  We are trying to make some adjustments to Claudia's house and move in with her.  So far we have added a large storage shed to her back yard and a fantastic screened in back porch that should be a great entertainment and fun area.  She, her children, grandchildren, other family members and friends are already enjoying it.  She surprised us by giving us a remodel to her front porch as a Christmas present.  She had new railings and a much needed hand rail installed.  This not only improved the front of the house but will be much more convenient for us to get up and down the front steps.  She has also come up each month since August and helped clean, pack and move quite a bit of our treasurers (junk.)  We have had other help as well.....Becky and Frank (our youngest son and his wife), Allen and Julia (our oldest son and his wife), Sharon (our youngest daughter) and Landen (our youngest grandson.)  I am probably forgetting some but not intentionally!  All help is greatly appreciated.

 

Huntsville, Alabama Here We Come!

I began the month discussing gift-giving and want to end it with another example of gift-giving that will never be forgotten.

Many times I have heard single women (either widowed, divorced or those who have never married) comment that it is hard to establish relationships with people at church, work etc.  I have encouraged them to invite us into their homes.  I am not concerned about Doyal being "exposed" to available women and haven't been for many years (if ever.)  He doesn't mind being with a bunch of women either as he usually pitches in and helps with the meal and clean up then leaves us to whatever we want to do and goes off to read or watch TV. 

I have also known women in this situation who open their homes not only to couples but to singles, college students, etc.  In my humble opinion there is NO excuse for people, especially Christians, to shelter themselves just because of their situation in life.  Open up to others and they will open up to you!

One prime example is my mother.

 

One of my favorite snapshots. Mother in her pink housecoat.

Mother was a prime example of a selfless giver.  From as early as I can remember she did little things for others.  We were not well off financially.  However, she found ways to do for others that most people wouldn't bother to do.

Here are a few examples.  Some of these I found out long after her death.

In 2000, a man in his middle 60's told me how he used to come to our house to get her to cover buttons for his mother.  Mother took all sorts of time with him explaining how her button covering machine worked.  He said,  "I'll never forget how much fun that was."  This cost Mother nothing, but was a gift no one else in our town could give a young boy.

I had a relative who was an alcoholic.  He had three children a few years younger than I.  After I left home, Mother "adopted" them.  She would have them come by for various things and on some occasions give them money from time to time for school trips etc.

As long as I was in school she was a room mother to my class.  She also served as PTA president even after I graduated.  She loved doing this.  She always took me shopping for small items to give to my entire class at Christmas.  My favorite memory of this was when we went to Montgomery for my doctor's appointment when I was in the Fourth Grade.  We went to Woolworth's where she found enough juice glasses for my entire class.  This was during the days when juice glasses were small (probably about 4 ounces.)  They were clear glass with orange and green stripes around the top.  Then we bought peanuts and filled the glasses and covered with cellophane tied with a pretty ribbon.

She was widowed at the age of 53 and moved to live with us until her death at the age of 86 years, 5 months.  Until she was 74 she lived in the house with us.  Then we moved and she chose to live in a trailer next door to where we built a house.  At that time she was in her element.  I taught a ladies Bible class on Tuesday mornings and several of the ladies brought their children.  Mother took it on herself to take the children in a classroom each Tuesday and have a class/play time with them.  A friendship grew from this.  She fell in love with these children and they with her.  Later she decided to have one at a time come to her house for breakfast.  She made tiny biscuits and put tiny sausage or bacon inside.  Then served juice and she and the child had a blast for a couple of hours together.  I never did know exactly what they did or talked about other than having breakfast but do know that even today when we visit our friends in Pike County Ohio these children who are in their late 30's and some in their early 40's talk about the fun times they had with "Granny Ward."

On any given day, and at any time of day one could find Mother sitting in her rocker tatting.  She loved to tat and many, many people still have the cross bookmarks she so lovingly made and gave to so many people.

 

A book mark that Granny made.

 

None of what my Mother did cost a lot of money, but everything she did left memories that will not soon be forgotten.

Three hours from now we will be ringing in the new year in Indiana.  Let's think about the different ways each of us can give of self this next year.  The greatest gift one can give is to lovingly give of self.

Our Savior is the ultimate example.

Ephesians 5:1-2 Be imitators of God, therefore, as dearly loved children and live a life of love, just as Christ loved us and gave himself up for us as a fragrant offering and sacrifice to God.

Galations 2:20 I have been crucified with Christ and I no longer live, but Christ lives in me. The life I live in the body, I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me.

Galations 1:3-5 Grace and peace to you from God our Father and the Lord Jesus Christ, who gave himself for our sins to rescue us from the present evil age, according to the will of our God and Father, to whom be glory for ever and ever. Amen.

GIFTS — WEEK #3

Here it is a week until Christmas Eve. Have you finished your buying, making, wrapping, decorating and all the things that surround the Christmas season? I finally got the last of our packages mailed a couple of days ago and was assured by our friends of the Lawrenceburg Post Office the packages would arrive before Christmas. Now, I have a few things to wrap for the children and grandchildren we will be with this Christmas. I also plan to make some of my special spiced tea recipe to give to special friends here. Then when Claudia arrives on Saturday we will quickly make about 12 jars of sugar scrub. This is her recipe that everyone who uses it loves.

This week I’m going to talk a little more about special gifts that children can give. These are gifts that have touched my heart over the years and ones that I will cherish always. To be truthful I don’t remember many of the gifts people have bought for me, but haven’t forgotten many of the ones that were made with love.

First, I would like to tell you something that will make your heart sing. It seems every time we turn on the news we are hearing and seeing horrible things that are happening in our world and many times right in our own neighborhoods. What is extremely sad is some of these horrible things are being done by teenagers. We bemoan the fact that all of our teens are headed for trouble if they aren’t already in trouble. I’m here to tell you that just "ain’t" true. (I only use that word for emphases.) My English teacher would turn over in her grave if she could see this even using it in jest.

Our great-granddaughter, Allison, will be 16 on the 22 of this month. (On a side note her Great-Daddy and I were engaged on that date in 1952.) All she asked for was a car. No, wait! That’s not right. That’s what most 16 year olds ask for. Here’s what Allison asked for. She went on Facebook and put out a request for shoes, clothing, hats, scarves, gloves, etc. for grade school children. I dare say she didn’t expect the response she received!

Her youth minister posted the following along with this picture.

"Meet Allison
She is one of my MYM manatees, and I couldn't be prouder.
She requested for her birthday, that instead of presents- people donate shoes to kids in need. The response was overwhelming.
Over 200 pairs of shoes at last count. Two vehicles worth of clothes.
Countless man-hours sorting and "just staring" at the mess.

We are not called to become perfect. We are to continually 'be becoming' who God wants us to be.
Very proud of you Allison.

It should be noted that this will embarrass her, and she hates the spotlight."

Allison posted this as a means of trying to thank the many people who donated and who helped her sort, label and deliver the donations to one of the local schools who have many children in need.

"I have waited to post a picture of the shoe drive donations because I cannot seem to find the words to describe how I thankful I am. I am blown away by the goodness of God. My prayer is that the donations are more than just a pair of shoes or a new coat to these families. I pray that compassion and love is seen through these items. Thank you to everyone who joined me and made this possible. Though I may never know how it impacts others, I know what God did in my heart through the drive and I thank Him for the opportunity."

What greater give could this 16 year old give than to give of her time, her money and her abilities! I am so very proud of this young lady!

Now, I would like to share some gift ideas that mothers, grandmothers and great-grandmothers will cherish. Maybe not all will but this one certainly does. I wish I had all the gifts my children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren have given me over the years. I have many more than the ones I am posting here but they are already packed and have been taken to our new home in Huntsville, Alabama awaiting our arrival.

There are several ornaments hanging on our tree that the Ford boys painted for us several years ago. I just this year returned handmade ornaments to one of my granddaughters for her to put on her tree to enjoy. Already in Huntsville is a lovely homemade Christmas wreath with a paper "My Grandmother" that a granddaughter in Oklahoma made many years ago. I decoupaged a poem on a decorative piece of wood many years ago. It was from our youngest son and spoke lovingly of his mother and what she meant to him. It too is already in Huntsville awaiting our arrival. The following two pictures are gifts I will cherish and will one day return to the giver.

 

Our 41 year old grandson name this for me when he was 8 years old and it has had a prominent place in our home since.

 

Our "adopted grandson" here in Lawrenceburg made this music box at Lowe's Children's Builders and gave it to us.  It holds some of my treasures.

These are just a few more ideas of the things children can give. Those of you who are still rearing your children; remember the best gift you can give your children is your time and what better way than to work with them on making gifts for others.

Luke 6:38 Give, and it will be given to you. A good measure, pressed down, shaken together and running over, will be poured into your lap. For with the measure you use, it will be measured to you."

Acts 20:35 "......remembering the words the Lord Jesus himself said: 'It is more blessed to give than to receive.'"

GIFTS – WEEK #2

The post this week is a little different but it has me wanting to go back to rearing children and trying these ideas. This is definitely giving a gift of "self."

Perhaps what sparked the idea is the fact that we are realizing more and more that we can’t do quite as much physical work as we once did. Since we’ve both been knocked for a loop with whatever it is that we’ve had for several weeks, we have not had the energy to do nearly as much as we normally do.

At first your children might balk over this idea, but I do believe once they get involved they will enjoy it.

Here’s the idea/suggestion:

Have a family meeting and select an older person or couple from your church or neighborhood who does not have family to go to or who plans to come to them this holiday season. Invite them for Christmas dinner with your family. If you aren’t used to having "strangers" for your family gatherings it might be a little unsettling to think of having someone besides family. However, once the festivities begin I can assure you you will be happy you did. Have the children to make cards or some sort of gifts for them. Then......here’s where the entire family might resist! This is time consuming and a lot of work. BUT not only will it teach your children something valuable but will remind you of what giving is all about.

With the entire family along for the ride, plan a year or giving to this person/couple. List some things your family is willing to do such as washing windows (this is getting harder and harder as the years add up), scrubbing the bathroom (most will balk at this one, but it has to be done and will teach your children to "work with their hands"), mopping floors, cleaning the kitchen top to bottom, raking leaves and such like. Then make a poster (this doesn’t have to be large) with each month listed. Give it to them and tell them you would like them to give it thought, fill out the poster for one project a month and give the poster back to you when finished. They can wait till after Christmas so that they can think about it and get it back to you. When you get the poster back you can decide when all of the family can do the chore and contact your friends to make sure it is a good time for them.

 

 

Two sweet girls cleaning windows for their grandmother.

On my! I can hear Momma and Daddy whining about time and extra work and all that stuff. But, hey! What are we doing here anyway. We are teaching our children not only to work but we’re teaching them the JOY of giving of self. So many parents and grandparents are excellent it teaching their children/grandchildren the joy of receiving, but few are teaching the joy of giving. At least this is my observation of the many families I know. There are exceptions of course.

I can assure you that each one of you will benefit from this. Soon you will establish a relationship with these people (even if you have chosen your own parents, grandparents or great-grandparents) that you never imagined existed. The older folks will fall in love with the children and the children with them. Older people love to talk about the past, so encourage your children to ask questions and then truly listen. Most children eat this up.

 

 

Most older people enjoy talking about their youth and many of the younger generation "eat it up."

Yes! I’m talking about once a month here. Perhaps one or two hours a month to help others. Is that asking too much? I think not. And when you see the happiness it brings you will be amazed. But, when you feel the happiness and joy it brings to you and your children you will wonder why you didn’t start this sooner.

 

Ps 71:9 Do not cast me away when I am old; do not forsake me when my strength is gone.

Ps 71:18 Even when I am old and gray, do not forsake me, O God, till I declare your power to the next generation your might to all who are to come.

Prov 23:22 Listen to your father, who gave you life, and do not despise your mother when she is old.

Prov 12:14 From the fruit of his lips a man is filled with good things as surely as the work of his hands rewards him.

Prov 14:23 All hard work brings a profit, but mere talk leads only to poverty.

Prov 18:9 One who is slack in his work is brother to one who destroys.

Prov 21:25 The sluggard's craving will be the death of him, because his hands refuse to work.

Eph 4:28 but must work, doing something useful with his own hands, that he may have something to share with those in need.

Col 3:23-24 Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for men, since you know that you will receive an inheritance from the Lord as a reward. It is the Lord Christ you are serving.

2 Thess 3:10 "If a man will not work, he shall not eat.

Until next week.....have a good one!

GIFTS

I decided to write a post concerning gift-giving each week during the month of December. Most of us have our minds on giving or receiving the perfect gift during the Christmas season. Many are stressed and exhausted with shopping for those gifts, decorating the house, food planning and preparation, parties and such like. This got me to thinking about the importance of giving.

First off, let me say that we didn’t/couldn’t go overboard with gifts nor could our parents. Perhaps had we only had one or two children instead of ending up with nine, we would have indulged them more. Funny though, they don’t seem any worse for not getting the abundance of things that some family get today.

I know several parents and grandparents who give, give, give. Not small things, but the very best. I’m not being critical, just stating a fact. I’ve been in homes where there was a room designated as "The toy room" and it was FULL. Before anyone gets on their high-horse about this, I must say we had a "toy room" in one of our houses. We bought an old house in Baton Rouge, Louisiana that actually had been cut in half and one portion sold and moved. Needless to say the half we had was ill arranged in many ways. Off our bedroom were two rooms . One looked as though it had been an original porch and the one adjoining that was a small sun porch. So Allen got the sun porch as his bedroom and the walk-through room that probably was once a porch was "the toy room." It was also my sewing room. ALL of the children’s toys were kept in a large toy box that Doyal had built and most days the box was tipped over and all those little toys were all over the floor! There were little cars, little dolls, little everything! Why do we buy little things! They are so much trouble to pick up! So, you see, I’m not opposed to toys or toy rooms. But I think there is something so much more we can give our children and grandchildren and that is what my post is about this first week in December.

I asked permission from both of the people involved in this story and they are fine with my posting it. I hope it makes all my followers think about their gifts this year.

Our daughter, Claudia, told me this story when she was here recently. Her almost sixteen-year-old granddaughter was a bit "down." It seems some of her friends that she used to talk with about God and his word  are not as interested as Allison. They are growing up and getting more interested in boys and such like. I’m sure Allison is also interested in boys, cheerleading and things like that but from an early age she has been focused on spiritual things. So, with this in mind MeeMaw stepped in and saved the day as all good grandmothers do. I asked her to write about it and the following is what she sent me.

Allison and I started off our "Strengthen Our Soul Saturday" with this prayer:



Heavenly Father,

I pray that you will give me clarity of mind and a pure heart to plan and commit this Soul Revival Saturday to You. Let Your plan become our plan to draw Allison and me closer to you. Let our walk be restored and our hearts awakened to love you with all our heart, mind, soul and strength. Let us feel Jesus’ companionship and true presence 24 hours a day. Show us your way. In Jesus name, Amen.

 

Then we ‘lit’ the candle you gave me on our Opelika weekend to symbolize Jesus’ true presence and had it with us in whatever room of the house we were in, and then took it with us the next day when we were out and about, and when we went to Monte Sano. While we were up there we looked over the valley and enjoyed God’s Awesomeness. The fall colors were beautiful! We found some heart shaped rocks and some pretty leaves that we brought back to the house. We are drying the leaves and will make a garland for next year.

 

I gave my best friend, Nancy, her daughter, Nanette and Claudia's best friend, and Claudia these $1.00 candles to remind us that our friendship has shown brightly for 60 years and I pray will shine many more.  I'm happy to learn this one is being used in many other important ways.

We shared our favorite scriptures and talked about how they have helped us in our down times and how they help us in the good times. And how amazing it is when a verse you’re reading is JUST what you needed to read at that particular time, how God truly speaks to us at just the right time!

We decided to do something helpful for someone else (Angel and family) and went to the store and got some fruit and cheese and crackers and some flowers. Then we went over to Angel’s and spent a little time there.

I hope it encouraged Allison and created a good memory as much as it did me.

Our beautiful daughter, Claudia and her equally beautiful granddaughter, Allison taken on top of Monte Sano during their "Strengthen Our Soul Saturday" outing.

Jeremiah 29:11-13 ESV / For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord , plans for wholeness and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope. Then you will call upon me and come and pray to me, and I will hear you. You will seek me and find me. When you seek me with all your heart,

Proverbs 8:17 ESV / I love those who love me, and those who seek me diligently find me.

I pray this story inspired you as much as it did me.

Until next week......reach out to others and have a fantastic week.

Philippians 2:3-4 NIV Do nothing out of selfish ambition or vain conceit, but in humility consider others better than yourselves. Each of you should look not only to your own interests, but also to the interests of others.

Let's Blame it on the Schools

I have a bit of a problem when I hear people speak of the condition of our country and it seems to me the blame always goes back to the schools of today.  At least, that has been my experience when talking with others.  My problem is this:  Children do not start to school until they are 5.  Of course some are in day care and nursery school long before that, but if I am up to date on the current system the children aren't required to enter school before kindergarten. They are in school five days a week for approximately 7 hours (am I right on this?)  So.....who is responsible for teaching those same children (yours and mine) on the week ends, in the summer and the other 17 hours of the school days?  Me thinks it's the responsibility of the parents!

 

We kick and scream about not being able to pray in schools these days.  I am the first to wish that we had never let one lady take that away while the majority sat back and did nothing.  But, how many children are taught to pray at home?  How many ever hear their father or mother pray?  I'll bet you a betcha (and that's as much as I bet) if the children in any of our schools were polled they would admit that they rarely, if ever, hear a prayer at home.

 

We kick and scream about not having the Pledge of Allegiance at school anymore.....though I  am aware that at least one school I know of does.  Again I ask.......how many of the homes are teaching positive attitudes about our country such as respect for authority, love for the freedoms we enjoy, our democratic government as opposed to others who are ruled by dictators, and so forth?  Granted, there are things that need changing in our system but we have the right to help make those changes through our votes, freedom of speech etc.  It seems most people I hear grumbling and complaining about our government that is all they are doing....grumbling and complaining. They don't seem to be putting any effort out to change it.  I would again bet you a betcha that this is what the children hear at home and never hear anything good about the life we enjoy here in the good old USA.

 

We kick and scream about teachers not doing their jobs when it comes to discipline.  I know that children who are taught right from wrong and are disciplined at home still get into mischief from time to time and need discipline away from the home.  I have even disciplined children in my Bible classes, but that is not my main job when teaching.  A teacher's main job is to teach the subject they are trained to teach.  In most cases a good, dedicated teacher earns respect and rarely has problems of discipline in his/her class.  Again.....the job of discipline, teaching respect for others, etc. should fall on the shoulders of parents and guardians.

 

Now, before one of my fantastic blog followers begins to point out such things as:  What about the children who are not taught at home?  What about those reared in one-parent homes where the parent struggles to make ends meet by working two jobs?  What about those children who are pretty much left to roam the streets?  The list could be a mile long here.  This post isn't written to address these issues.  However, I do believe good, loving, kind, Christ-centered teachers will do all within their power to help those children.  But, it is something they will do out of compassion and love for the student.  In my opinion it is not their job.

 

Do I appreciate teachers?  You betcha I do!  Though I am not a teacher, unless you count over 55 years teaching Bible classes from tiny tots to grown women and all ages in between, I have had teachers in my family from as far back as my Great-Grandfather.  A quick count in my family alone includes 7 currently teaching or in administration and many others who have taught and are now stay-at-home mothers training their children for the time they will enter the school system.

 

God bless our teachers, administrators and schools!  God bless the parents who are diligently preparing their children for the world they are soon to lead.  And God bless America Land That I Love.

 

More to come soon.

 

Here are some family members who are currently teaching or in other forms of education.

 

 

 

 

Son, Frank Wright, Teacher of U.S. History and Government at Kings High School, Kings Mill, Ohio.

 

Daughter, Paula Dyer, Elementary Math Coordinator, Oklahoma City, Oklahoma.

 

Granddaughter, Jessica Henderson teaches 3-year-olds at a private Christian school in Huntsville, Alabama.

 

Granddaughter, Lindsey Bell, Instructional Aide in Pre-Kindergarten and working on a degree in Elementary Ed.  Huntsville, Alabama

 

 

Granddaughter-in-love, Kari Dyer in the middle, with two of her coworkers.  Kari taught several years and is now a School Counselor and working on her Doctorate. She is also in Oklahoma City.

 

 

Granddaughter-in-love, Martha Ford with her 4th grade class in Antioch, Tennessee

Hear, O Israel: The Lord our God, the Lord is one. Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your strength. These commandments that I give you today are to be upon your hearts. Impress them on your children. Talk about them when you sit at home and when you walk along the road, when you lie down and when you get up. Tie them as symbols on your hands and bind them on your foreheads. Write them on the doorframes of your houses and on your gates. Deuteronomy 6:4-9 

GIVE THANKS

How many of you remember the days of people expressing thanks?  I certainly remember them well.  I am saddened to say that this seems to be declining in recent years.  Why?

 

When I received gifts from others, I was made to sit right down and write (yes.....write with a pen and ink on proper note paper) a thank you note. I tried to teach my children to do the same and I  know that they have tried to teach theirs also.  But, somewhere along the way the ball has been dropped!  Fewer and fewer are sending "formal" thank you notes by mail.  What is even sadder than that is fewer and fewer are expressing thanks in any way.  So many these days don't even thank others verbally.

 

I wrote many thank you notes with this ink pen given to Doyal by my parents when he graduated college back in 1956.

 

 

Here's something I fail to understand. We have instant access to the ability to express our thanks and yet we do not take advantage of it.  Most of the people I know have cell phones and instant messaging in several forms such as text, email, Facebook, and the list goes on. In addition to this, most of these same people spend hours each day on said phones.  The phone is rarely out of sight or sound these days. It seems to me it would be very easy to send an instant thank you these days and times. (I still love hand written notes but I'll accept any acknowledgment.) 

 

Here are a few examples:

 

Recently we sent three gifts to family members. These were not small gifts. Two were over $100 each and a lot of loving work went into them.  One was not so expensive and no work went into it. The day the later received theirs I received a text thanking us.  Then yesterday we  a proper thank you note from the entire family!  I waited 8 and 10 days from the time of shipping the other two to check to see if they had arrived.  I hate asking if someone has received a gift as it seems I'm asking to be thanked.  I'm not!  I just want to know so I can put a trace on the package. Sure enough, they had arrived earlier and both recipients had "been too busy" to respond. By the way, one of them is on Facebook often. 

 

 

I still appreciate the old fashioned thank you note.

And thanks to Jessica and children for their sweet note.

 

 

Another example: Most weeks we sent $ to 3 loved ones. We hear from one every time it is received. From the others.....not so often. 

 

Our children at church are no different.  Rarely do the they express thanks without being prodded.  However, last night I got a big hug and "You're the best Grandma ever" for a belated birthday gift. Both Dottie (the Sunday morning teacher) and I try to reinforce the need in the children to not only be thankful but to express thanks in all things.

 

 

We drive by and get Makayla each Sunday and Wednesday for church. 

She rarely gets out of the car without saying, "Thanks."

 

 

Dottie, in yellow, and I are working with our children to teach them the joy of being thankful and expressing it. Dottie is a great example as she is a note writer.

 

 

 

A bit of humor here:  Allen, seen here ready for church, seemed to always get clothes for birthdays. We taught our children that they didn't have to say they liked a gift if they didn't, but they did have to thank the giver as they had put time, thought and expense in getting the gift for them. Poor Allen learned this lesson at a very early age. We gave the children big birthday parties inviting their entire Bible Classes and the neighborhood children.  Allen would open a gift (Clothes)and I would tell him who it was from. He would look at the person and sweetly say, "Thank you" then quickly grab another gift, tear into it only to repeat the same thing over and over.  However, we always gave him toys and let each sibling give him a small toy as well. At least that way he got a few toys!

 

 

We received many gifts when we lived in The Fiji Islands and the children got a lot of practice writing thank you notes.

 

Julia, Allen's wife, is one of the best examples I know of an example to follow. 

She not only writes many thank you notes, but many, many notes of encouragement each week.

 

Be joyful always; pray continually; give thanks in all circumstances, for this is God's will for you in Christ Jesus.1 Thess 5:16-18

 

 

 

 

 



I LOVE YOU SO MUCH IT HURTS ME

I LOVE YOU SO MUCH IT HURTS ME

Written by Floyd Tillman
(As recorded by Patsy Cline 8/24/61)

I love you so much, it hurts me
Darlin, that's why I'm so blue
I'm so afraid to go to bed at night
Afraid of losing you

I love you so much, it hurts me
And there's nothing I can do
I want to hold you my dear, forever and ever
I love you so much, it hurts me so


I love you so much, it hurts me
And there's nothing I can do
I want to hold you my dear, forever and ever
I love you so much, it hurts me so.

Some of you "old-timers" will remember this song. I am using it for this post, but it doesn’t apply in some ways.

It seems the singer (song-writer) doesn’t have much self-confidence. Afraid to go to bed at night? Afraid of losing you? Maybe when I was a teenager I felt that way, but now, if I’m going to lose sleep afraid of someone leaving me, I realize that person shouldn’t be a priority anyway.

As one gets older, and eternity is more on her mind, she realizes she won’t have those she loves much longer......or they won’t have her as the case may be. Then, the next verse is applicable. I want to hold you my dear forever and ever.

Neither of those thoughts are what this post is about though. Here goes:

Have you ever loved to the point of hurting? I have many, many shortcomings, but the ability to love is not one of them. I love just about everyone and everything. Of course there are those individuals whom I love more than others. There are even individuals close to me that I have different type loves for. And, I know there are people, even within my own family, who love me more than others.....and that’s okay and normal.

I don’t hold grudges.....sometimes I recall hurts and disappointments, but do not hold grudges. I think I’m quick to forgive. Ask my children, I am about the last one to give up on someone. There are those who were once in the family that others have given up on and yet I hold on to some hope......not that they will return to the family, as this would be impossible, but that they will change. I want the best, now and for eternity, for all concerned.

I don’t know where this comes from, but like to credit it to God and trying to please Him. One side of my family was not this way. Most everyone of them held grudges long after the fact. To my knowledge, they all found it within their hearts to let those old festering sores heal before they died. I remember as a child that I knew that wasn’t right and didn’t want to be that way.

Sometimes though loving till it hurts......really hurts! There are times I think of my family and friends with so much love in my heart that I feel it will burst. When I feel this way I also feel inferior as I feel no one, literally no one, ever has or ever will love me like that. No matter how much I’m assured of someone’s love I know in my heart they could never love me as I do them. That might be lack of self-confidence but in my mind it is reality.

When my phone rings, or I get a text, it is rare that I don’t answer right away. If it is impossible at the moment, I always return the call within a very short time. In my mind this is not only courteous but shows my love for that person. It shows they are important. It shows I care about them and what they have to say. Not so, with some. I have called or texted those who tell me how much they love me and get their answering machine. Then, it might be days or longer before my call is returned. I question, "How important I am to that person when this happens." I know I talk too much......way too much.... and figure that is one reason they do not want to return my calls. I’ve told some that one day there is going to be a death in the family and the person will be buried before the one called returns my call. Just kidding of course, but I won’t leave a message on an answering machine telling of the death of a close family member.

Now all you arm chair Psychologists, Psychiatrists and Counselors go to work. I am a case in progress. Whatever you tell me, I will keep on loving and caring, and from time to time calling even if I don’t get a call back!

The other day I was thinking of all those whom I love so deeply that it hurts and tried to call a couple only to get the answering machine. Then, woe unto me.......I wondered if I was actually worthy of love.......and guess what......God had placed reminders of love all around me!

 

I found a heart waiting for me in my toast. Was God reminding me of His unconditional love for me?

 

 

Each morning as I eat breakfast on the deck I am reminded of hearts that are broken.  If we come to God with our broken and contrite hearts He will heal them.

 

Psalm 73:21-26

When my heart was grieved

and my spirit embittered,

I was senseless and ignorant;

I was a brute beast before you.

Yet I am always with you;

you hold me by my right hand.

You guide me with your counsel,

and afterward you will take me into glory.

Whom have I in heaven but you?

And earth has nothing I desire besides you.

My flesh and my heart may fail,

but God is the strength of my heart

and my portion forever.

 

 

 

On the deck and in the flower beds, God places hearts.  I like to use this as a reminder to keep my mind and heart of Him every hour of every day and to remember what He has done for Me!  I know I am considered worthy in His sight for He allowed His Son to shed His blood to save Me!

 

2 Thessalonians 1:5-6

All this is evidence that God's judgment is right, and as a result you will be counted worthy of the kingdom of God, for which you are suffering.

 

 

Even with our torn and tattered lives God loves us.  When our hearts were as ragged as could be He made them whole by the blood of Christ.

 





 

Romans 5:6-11

You see, at just the right time, when we were still powerless, Christ died for the ungodly. Very rarely will anyone die for a righteous man, though for a good man someone might possibly dare to die. But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us.

Since we have now been justified by his blood, how much more shall we be saved from God's wrath through him! For if, when we were God's enemies, we were reconciled to him through the death of his Son, how much more, having been reconciled, shall we be saved through his life! Not only is this so, but we also rejoice in God through our Lord Jesus Christ, through whom we have now received reconciliation.

 

 

A Bump in the Road....Maybe

Many of you know that we have decided on another adventure in our lives.  We are planning to move to Huntsville, Alabama in order to be closer to more family.  This move is not a fly-by-night decision as we have thought, discussed and prayed for quite awhile about it.  There are many reasons we would like to stay right here until the end.  Some of them being:

 

1.  We have been accustomed to being anywhere from a few minutes to a little over an hour from our youngest son, Frank since 1986.  He lives about 45 minutes from us at present.

2.  He was married last December to a lovely lady who we are getting closer and closer to and love as our own.  Just as this relationship is growing we hate to leave her.

3.  Frank's two boys have always had Granddad and Grandma close by and we have a relationship with them that distance will not sever, though we love being close enough to see them often.  At the moment 22 year old, Jordan is in Columbus, Ohio  which is about one and a half to two hours away.  Landen, on the other hand, will be closer when we move to Huntsville as he is attending Freed-Hardeman University in Henderson, Tennessee.

 

Jordan, Becky, Frank and Landen Wright

December 21, 2013



 

4.  We love our house and it is the "old homestead" to most of the grandchildren.  However, it is just that.....a house!  Wherever we live will be home to all of our family.

5.  Our Church Family is near and dear to us.  We have grown to love them more than most of them can comprehend.  It will be hard leaving them.  Doyal has preached here.....sometimes sharing the pulpit, but in recent years preaching each Sunday.....since 1989 or 1990.  We have both taught Bible classes as long.  I love my children and will certainly hate to leave them.

 

Some of my Bible class students with our adopted daughter, Margie.

April 2014 right after her lung surgery.

 



6.  We enjoy living in Lawrenceburg and especially enjoy the distinct seasons.

 

My Bible class children in our back yard.

There are other reasons we hate to leave but here are a few reasons we have decided to make the move at this time.

 

1.  We are getting a bit older (84 and 79 respectively.)

2.  In Huntsville there are 33 family members living less than 10 miles. By the time we get there there could be 7 more making it 42 counting the two of us.

3.  IF we ever need assistance it won't be left up to just one family member to take care of us......there will be several who will be willing to share the burden.

 

Just a few of the family members in Huntsville.

 



4.  We know lots of people in Huntsville already and will not have to be concerned about finding new friends...although I know we will find some.

 

Our oldest (the one we've had the longest) friend in Huntsville, Nancy Cantrell.

 

 

Two of my newest friends in the area, Pat Blair and Mary Ann Wallace



We were planning to rent either a small house or apartment until Claudia talked us into moving in with her.  So, now we're making plans to re-arrange her life! She has three bedrooms at the present time.  When we get there she will have hers, we'll have the one she has been calling ours since she bought the house and the three of us will share the other as a study/guest room.  Our first order of business will be a large storage shed which we'll have installed before our arrival.  Then, the next thing will be a large screened-in back porch as extra living space.  Later if we think we need/want it, we will build in the garage for another living area.  When all of her 15 grandchildren come these old folks might decide we need to lock ourselves in another room.  (Just joking....we love all of them!)





 

Doyal busy at work with the drawings for the new screened-in porch.

 

Claudia came up last week end to help start packing and moving.  You should have seen that girl go!  She had her little Nissan hatchback packed like I've never seen a car packed before.  A few more trips like that and we might not have to rent a truck!  I really don't think she will be able to fit our couch or bed in there though.  Ha.

 

Sweet, wonderful, hard working Claudia Beth

 

 

We've been hard at work today going through file cabinets, reorganizing and pitching things.



So now for the bump in the road.  Yesterday we had a follow-up appointment with our doctor after having blood drawn last week.  I was pretty good except that he says I'm pre-diabetic which I have been for awhile.  On the other hand, healthy-as-a-horse Doyal, still had low red and white blood count and also platelets.  All three were a little bit up  from the test in April though.  Dr. Eiler thinks his problem is Myelodysplasia.  He also thinks the rash all over his body is caused from that as well.  Of course he can't be sure unless he does further testing. For the time being Doyal has decided to do nothing.  This will not keep us from moving.....it just makes me want to get to Huntsville sooner to be nearer more family. 

 

Today we started walking again and I have given up Cokes.  (Sad). I plan to start cooking better meals as well.  These are some of the things Dr. Eiler suggested.....not cooking better meals because I didn't volunteer to tell him how I cooked.

 

It is beautiful walking on the levee and watching the traffic up and down the Ohio River less than 3 miles from our house.

I solicit your prayers for Doyal's health and for us as we prepare another chapter in our lives!

 

 

"There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens:........." 

 Ecclesiastes 3:1 and following.



Prayer continues

I'd like to share a few more things concerning prayer.  Some you might find a bit humorous, some trivial and some quite serious.

 

I suppose somewhere along the line we taught our children the need, joy and value of prayer.  I remember when Claudia and Allen were quite small, Pre-Paula, we had them kneel beside their beds and pray.  At first it was the bedtime prayer:  "Now I lay me down to sleep."  Soon we graduated to praying for the things for which we were thankful and things we requested of God.  I tried to have them not get into the habit of just a rote prayer, but to think of different things for which to be thankful, or for different needs. 

 

Here we are with our children in 1963 during their formative years.

 

It seems this must have taken effect even down to the 5th child.  Frank certainly believed his mother's prayers had clout with God.  From a very early age he would ask me to pray that he do well on a test and things like that.  Many times when he was older, junior high and high school, he would call from the school phone and remind me to pray that he make a good grade on a test he was about to take.  I always told him the same......I would be praying he would recall everything he studied for the test.  I didn't want him to think he didn't have to do his part and fail to study!

 

 

Frank as a Senior in High School.  He was still asking for prayers on his tests, as well as other things.  Needless to say, he graduated with honors both from High School, College and with his Masters!

 

 

One day he proved to me how much he believed in the power of prayer.  He was an excellent basketball (as well as football) player and seemed to live and breath each sport during the season.

 

 

Here is Frank as 7th grade quarterback talking over a play with his coach.

 

One morning when he was still in grade school he requested that I pray for him to be 6'4" and black!  I wondered why in the world such a request.  He explained that the very best basketball players were tall and black.  He also said that he had observed the Lord answered prayers just a little less than was asked ( I have NO idea where he got that notion) and he really wanted to be at least 6'3".  I had some explaining to do!  I've never known, at least in my lifetime, God to change a person's color, and in our family, I had never known anyone to reach 6'  on either side (we have a couple over that now; one being Frank's youngest son.) He was never stretched past his present height of 5'9" and the blackest he's ever been is when he got a good sun tan (which he has now after spending two months in Florida.)

 

 



 

Here is Frank as a little fellow in his Miami Dolphin uniform (He's still a fan) and as an adult, the darkest he's been in a long time.

 

I shared in my last post about the chess tournament, the deer and the snow.  Now, I'd like to tell you about our daughter, Claudia's, prayers.  She is one of the most powerful prayer warriors I know.  If I have a need I usually go to her first, though I request prayers from all of my children and a few of my friends who I know to believe in the power of prayer. 

 

Claudia has been through a lot of struggles in her life and I know there must have been times she probably wanted to just give up, but she didn't.  Through it all I've rarely seen her without a smile on her face and a song in her heart......in fact if you ever visit her don't be surprised to hear singing as she sings all the time! And.....she prays about everything. She prays for marriages, divorces, babies, friends, family and people she rarely knows.  And, she thanks God for answered prayers as well as those He hasn't answered as requested.  She knows God has other plans.  She doesn't worry about jobs or houses as she knows God will supply the things she needs.  And He always has!

 

Last year she was able to buy her first house as a single lady. The kitchen appliances, minus the fridge were included in the house.  She really wanted a French door refrigerator but only had a certain amount to spend on it.  She had looked and looked but found nothing she could afford.  She was about to give up and was on her way home when she decided to stop by one more store and check there.  She pulled into the parking lot at Home Depot, turned off the engine and prayed,  "Lord, if you want me to have a French door refrigerator let me find a white one in the 'scratch & dent' area to match the other appliances and for X amount of $'s or less." (I can't remember the amount).  She walked in, back to 'scratch & dent' and there it was; a white, French door, with tiny scratch on the side toward the back and just a few $'s more than she asked!  Now, maybe you think the Lord had nothing to do with this.  That's okay. But. I chose to believe He provided just what she wanted.....no more, no less.

 

 

 

 

Just a few days ago Claudia needed (wanted) some old wood for a project she had in mind.  Two of her grandchildren were with her and she told them what she wanted and told them they should all pray if it was God's will that they find some weathered wood beside the road ready for the garbage truck.  Later, on the way home, she asked God to provide the wood in order to show the children the power of prayer.  And, there it was....just what she wanted right beside the road just waiting to be picked up.  And here's the results of that prayer....by the way....the two 15 year old grandchildren give God the credit!

 

 

Weathered wood hanger over the TV, an answer to prayer.

 

 

A true prayer warrior!  And sometimes the Lord blesses us with little things and smiles.

The weekend of her 60th birthday celebration we, along with our best friends, Nancy Cantrell (mine) and Nannette Cantrell Lyon (Claudia's) stopped at Cracker Barrel and Claudia found this lying among the merchandise.

 

The effective prayer of a righteous man (woman) can accomplish much. James 5:15

 

Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God.  And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus. Philippians 4:6-7