What's in your head?

I want to know. What is your favorite song right now? Why? Does it give you goosebumps? Make you cry? Make you dance?

Here's mine.

For What It's Worth (Album) - Sidewalk Prophets

Actually it's the whole album, but if I am picking one, then it's this one. Any song that quotes Isaiah 40:31 is a winner in my book. If I could recommend you walking into Lifeway and buying one CD, I would tell you this one. I love every song on it. And that's pretty rare.

Have a great Wednesday....

Words to live by....

I am a procrastinator. And I learned from my mom. Now, you might think that this is all bad, but I assure you, there are some positives. My mom sewed for people just like I do, so I learned all about how to make to-do lists from her. You just "do the next thing." Elizabeth Elliot gives this advice in her book Keep a Quiet Heart, and all of the women thought that it was great advice and it has been quoted regularly. I didn't quite understand why it was so helpful to them until I realized, "That is how I have lived my entire life." I don't plan ahead. I don't get my cleaning done until it is absolutely necessary. I don't plan a week's meals and pull them out on the right day at 5:00. I am highly inefficient. But the one thing I can do is KNOW my deadline and work up to it. If company is coming at 6:00, I am mopping the floor at 5:30. If people need a dress by Saturday morning, I can assure you I will work until midnight ( or later ) the night before. Now, sometimes this poses a problem when an unexpected crisis arises, but then I just revert back to Elizabeth's "do the next thing" philosophy. As a whole, this works. Sometimes, when I am with someone who's house is perfectly clean with laundry folded and they are working on a costume that doesn't need completed for three days, just a random example :), I am slightly intimidated. But then I move on. And do the next thing.

Every Christmas, when we arrive at Ohio, Mom meets us at the door, usually a little wild eyed because it is midnight and she is making creme brulee. And she says, "Weeeeell, I'm not done." And then she says, without fail, "I know, I haven't finished my Christmas decorating either. I am just letting the Lord decorate for me this year. Hopefully it snows." And I laugh and give her a big hug because I wouldn't want it any other way. And then we all do the next thing together.

So, for Halloween, I quote my mom.
"I am just letting the Lord decorate for me."

Psalm 38:7

There are basically three types of people that go to hear Tim Hawkins.

1st Type: You maaaybe have heard of him and you have seen one or two of his Youtube's on Facebook.

2nd Type: You have watched his DVD's at a bible study, can sing his most popular songs, and you sign up to go with about 60 other people from your Sunday School class and Youth Group.

3rd Type: You are a mega-fan and have the cross stitched pillow to prove it.

We fall somewhere in between 2 and 3.

Traditions...

There are all types of pumpkin decorators.

Ones who paint.

Ones who glitter.

Ones who find unique pumpkins and pile them on their porch, uncarved.

Ones who bake them and serve soup out of them.

Ones who buy the fakes and get them out every year.

Ones who get sucked in on a hayride by buying the heaviest pumpkin for thirty nine cents a pound. 25 pounds = $9.75. Not that I would know.

Ones who refuse to let their own children carve the design because there is a contest at AWANA.

Ones who aren't artistic and google "Christian Pumpkin Carving Templates."

Underachievers who let their template tracing holes show.

And overachievers who irritate the rest of us.

New greeting cards....

Contact Denise at jehdkh99@juno.com if interested in beginning your Christmas shopping a little early. I plan on buying another batch so that I won't have to shop at Hallmark ever again. Even if you don't buy any, drop her a little note. Have a great Thursday ya'll!

On the sixth day, Eve is reminded of her nakedness

Step One: Meet Eve

Step Two: Sit back and read, I only have one picture today....

I have been busy and uninspired for clothing for Eve this week. I threw my hands up and decided to stop worrying about it. Our homework for Keep a Quiet Heart was to find scripture on prayer and any write down any thoughts or stories we had. I started going through all of my old Beth Moore workbooks and putting a little star beside every time I had written down a prayer that had been answered. It was overwhelmingly humbling. There were more prayers answered than not. Little prayers to urgent pleas. What bothered me the most is that I haven't acknowledged the answered prayers in my most recent prayers. I just keep asking for more. I stopped writing stars because I felt that they all had been answered in some way... even if the answer was no.

And now, here is my picture for the day. Another reason that I haven't dressed Eve because I have been surrounded by sequins and chiffon from altering two homecoming dresses. So here is Macy. I can't claim her as my daughter, although I would with no questions asked. All I can claim is the altering I did on her dress, taking it in and hemming and taking it in some more. Macy is the one with the style, Regina and Kevin passed on their good looks, and Goodwill is her store of choice....

2 Timothy 2:15

One of my favorite things to do every week is help out with AWANA. I help the Sparks Green Team kindergartners. Sunday night was Extreme Affliction Night, hence the bandages. In counsel time, the leader taught them about the Great Physician and they discussed some of the people that Jesus healed. She asked if anyone knew of any afflictions besides the ones that people were wearing. They all shouted out answers.....

Blind!
Lame!
Really sick!
Earache!
Broken leg!

And then one of the six year olds raised his hand really high, and when she called on him he said...

H1N1!

And I rolled. I love this age group. They are some smart cookies.