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Here I Am Send Me

Today is January 1, 2018. I’ve decided to start sharing tidbits of my life on my blog, rather than just the occasional blog post. My oldest daughter bought these King & Queen hats & gave them to Kevin and I for Christmas! Lol! Kevin puts up with me all the time while I beg him to pose for my pictures.  He kept taking his hat off every time we went into a store. I need a prince hat for my little photo bomber in the back.This is me and my two youngest kids. We bundled up and stepped into the great outdoors because I decided to sign up for the Walk 1000 miles in 2018 Challenge.  I’m thankful for my kids who are always helping me along.  I’m going through some health challenges and walking has become one of my main sources of exercise. It was 5 degrees out there!!! Brrrr
I’m sharing Kevin’s green juice shot face!!! Great! Right?!  I’ve committed myself to feeding my body healing foods. Some days it’s really hard for me to down ounces of kale, but this is the healing path God is leading me down.  To show support Kevin has decided to do a shot of my juice for every glass I drink.  Lol! It can make your tongue green. Every shot he takes makes it worth it!

“The Lord God made all kinds of trees grow out of the ground—trees that were pleasing to the eye and good for food. In the middle of the garden were the tree of life and the tree of the knowledge of good and evil.” Genesis 2:9

“down the middle of the great street of the city. On each side of the river stood the tree of life, bearing twelve crops of fruit, yielding its fruit every month. And the leaves of the tree are for the healing of the nations.” Revelation 22:2

I was just invited by my dear hubby to play chess.  I told him I really wanted to put a tidbit out on my blog. So now he is currently “crushing it” as he like to call it. He says he needs motivation to work out. 

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An Empty Chair on the Fourth of July

I gave blood again this week.  I’ve been doing it for a few years now.  I’m not saying this to brag.  It wasn’t my idea to begin with.  When God put a call on my life, He gave me some very specific things to do and being a voice was only one.  He called out all the stops and one of them happened to be that he wanted me to share my blood.

I wasn’t keen on the idea.  Think about it.  Who wants to give blood?  I remember bargaining with God.  I told him that I would give blood if LIFESOURCE needed my blood type more than any other kind.  I didn’t know much about blood types, but I remembered from school that some people were universal donors.

I will never forget calling LIFESOURCE and asking if there was one particular blood type they needed more than the others.  I knew there was, but I was hoping it wasn’t mine.  I explained that I had committed to donating blood if I was a universal donor.

The woman on the other end of the phone sounded older, almost like my grandmother.  She had most likely had a similar conversation with others who had walked down this path before me.  She knew exactly how to draw me in. She had a cheery way about her, and in a soft gentle voice she replied,  “Why yes, I would be more than happy to help you out.  We need all blood types, but we get especially excited about anyone who has O-Negative blood.  What type are you dear?”

I almost couldn’t speak. As my mind began to reel, I gazed into space. God knew all along! Why would I ever think I could bargain with God? I had laid down my life, I had surrendered all and if that meant giving blood then that would be the way it was. It didn’t matter that the idea of it sounded horrible or that I hated needles.  My selfish idea that I needed my blood and couldn’t share it didn’t matter.  I was brought back from the recesses of my mind by the sound of her voice.  “Hello?  Are you there dear?”
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