Safely Home-Remembering those from 9/11

SAFELY HOME

I am home in Heaven, dear ones;
Oh, so happy and so bright!
There is perfect joy and beauty
In this everlasting light.

All the pain and grief is over,
Every restless tossing passed;
I an now at peace forever,
Safely home in Heaven at last.

Did you wonder I so calmly
Trod the valley of the shade?
Oh! But Jesus' love illumined
Every dark and fearful glade.

And He came Himself to meet me
In that way so hard to tread;
And with Jesus arm to lean on,
Could I have one doubt or dread?

Then you must not grieve so sorely,
For I love you dearly still:
Try to look beyond earth's shadows,
Pray to trust our Father's Will.

There is work still waiting for you,
So you must not idly stand;
Do it now, while life remaineth
You shall rest in Jesus' land.

When that work is all completed,
He will gently call you Home;
Oh, the rapture of that meeting,
Oh, the joy to see you come!

Two Horses

I received this in an email today, and it was so moving, I had to pass it along, so take a minute and read this awesome message.

Two Horses
Author - unknown

Just up the road from my home is a field, with two horses in it.

From a distance, each horse looks like any other horse. But if you stop your car, or are walking by, you will notice something quite amazing...

Looking into the eyes of one horse will disclose that he is blind. His owner has chosen not to have him put down, but has made a good home for him.

This alone is amazing.

If you stand nearby and listen, you will hear the sound of a bell. Looking around for the source of the sound, you will see that it comes from the smaller horse in the field.

Attached to the horse's halter is a small bell.

It lets the blind friend know where the other horse is, so he can follow.

As you stand and watch these two friends, you'll see that the horse with the bell is always checking on the blind horse, and that the blind horse will listen for the bell and then slowly walk to where the other horse is, trusting that he will not be led astray.

When the horse with the bell returns to the shelter of the barn each evening, it stops occasionally and looks back, making sure that the blind friend isn't too far behind to hear the bell.

Like the owners of these two horses, God does not throw us away just because we are not perfect or because we have problems or challenges.

He watches over us and even brings others into our lives to help us when we are in need.

Sometimes we are the blind horse being guided by the little ringing bell of those who God places in our lives.

Other times we are the guide horse, helping others to find their way....

Good friends are like that ... you may not always see them, but you know they are always there.

Please listen for my bell and I'll listen for yours. And remember...

be kinder than necessary-
everyone you meet is fighting
some kind of battle.

Unchanging one

I have been surfing www.godtube.com today and I am having a ball!! My kids are fighting and screaming, but I have tunnel vision!! And I came across this video and I wanted to share this with you, because this has touched my heart so much!! Enjoy!!

Country Rules

I got this from a group that I am on(Thanks Jayedee!!), and I loved it so much I had to share it!!

THE COUNTRY RULES ARE AS FOLLOWS:

1. Pull your droopy pants up. You look like an idiot.

2. Turn your cap right, your head isn't crooked.

3. Let's get this straight; it's called a "gravel road." I drive a pickup truck because I want to. No matter how slow you drive, you're going to get dust on your Lexus. Drive it or get out of the way.

4. They are cattle. That's why they smell to you. They smell like money to us. Get over it. Don't like it? I-40 goes east and west, I-75 goes north and south. Pick one.

5. So you have a $60,000 car. We're impressed. We have $250,000 cotton strippers that are driven only 3 weeks a year.

6. So every person in the south waves. It's called being friendly. Try to understand the concept.

7. If that cell phone rings while a bunch of doves are coming in, we WILL shoot it out of your hand. You better hope you don't have it up to your ear at the time.

8. Yeah, we eat catfish &; crawfish. You really want sushi & caviar? It's available at the corner bait shop.

9. The "Opener" refers to the first day of deer season. It's a religious holiday held the closest Saturday to the first of November

10. We open doors for women. That is applied to all women, regardless of age.

11. No, there's no "vegetarian special" on the menu. Order steak. Or you can order the Chef's Salad and pick off the 2 pounds of ham & turkey.

12. When we fill out a table, there are three main dishes:

meats, vegetables, and breads. We use three spices: salt, pepper, and ketchup! Oh, yeah.... We don't care what you folks in Cincinnati call that stuff you eat... IT AIN'T REAL CHILI!!

13. You bring "coke" into my house, it better be brown, wet and served over ice. You bring "Mary Jane" into my house, she better be cute, know how to shoot, drive a truck, and have long hair. ( don't you love it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

14. College and High School Football is as important here as the Lakers and the Knicks, and a dang site more fun to watch.

15. Yeah, we have golf courses. But don't hit the water hazards it spooks the fish.

16. Colleges? We have them all over. We have State Universities , Universities, and Vo-techs. They come outta there with an education plus a love for God and country, and they still wave at everybody when they come for the holidays.

17. We have more folks in the Army, Navy, Air Force, and Marines. So don't mess with us. If you do, you will get whipped by the best.

18. Turn down that blasted car stereo! That thumpity-thump stuff ain't music, anyway. We don't want to hear it anymore than we want to see your boxers! Refer back to #1!

Boys and fighting

I know that kids fight, it is normal, or so they tell me. But for me it is not normal to lose my mind daily. My boys are notorious for fighting over silly things, and I say silly, because they are silly to me. There are a few fights that stick out in my mind, and the one that sticks out in my mind is the one that they fought over air. YUP, you read it right, they fought over air (now, I told you they have silly fights). I make candles, and sometimes the UPS guy gets in his commando gear to deliver my packages. I love seeing that brown truck, because I know it has goodies for me in it!! Well, anyway, on this particular day, I received some goodies, and my goodies were packaged with plastic bags puffed up with air (I know you know where this is going). And yes, there was only ONE!! And since I have two younger boys, and each of them wanted it, they fought over it. THEY FOUGHT OVER A BAG OF AIR!!! What is wrong with them? I try so hard to resolve the conflict like Donna Reed would had, but for some reason I wind up looking like some creature that would terrify Freddy Kruger!!

But I do have to say something in defense of my boys, they would take up for each other. There have been a few memories that I have of my boys taking up for each other, but there are two that stand out. My youngest was being picked on by a bully in the neighborhood, and my oldest (**my youngest and oldest DO NOT GET ALONG AT ALL!!**), went after the boy and chased him up on a roof!! I thought it was quite funny myself, I did get a good laugh out of that one. And another time was when my middle boy, was having a problem with a boy on another football team, and my youngest came out, eating a yogurt and he was listening to the partial story and all he said was, "What's his number?"(he was asking for his number on his football jersey). And my middle boy knew what he was saying, and he said, "oh, no you don't", I got a chuckle out of that one too.

I know that they will look back on all of these times and they will get a chuckle out of them too!!

Wisdom for the day ;)

I had to post this one!! I got it from a board that I am a member of, and it brought a smile to my face, and I had to pass it on!! Enjoy!!!

Wisdom

Women over 50 don't have babies because they would put them down and forget where they left them.

One of life's mysteries is how a 2-pound box of chocolates can make a woman gain 5lbs.

My mind not only wanders, it sometimes leaves completely.

The best way to forget your troubles is to wear tight shoes.

The nice part about living in a small town is that when you don't know what you are doing, someone else does.

The older you get, the tougher it is to lose weight because by then, your body and your fat are really good friends.

Just when I was getting used to yesterday, along came today.

Sometimes I think I understand everything, then I regain consciousness.

I gave up jogging for my health when my thighs kept rubbing together and setting fire to my knickers.

Every 7 minutes of everyday, someone in an aerobics class pulls a hamstring.

Amazing! You hang something in your closet for a while and it shrinks 2 sizes!

Skinny people irritate me! Especially when they say things like ... You know, sometimes I forget to eat! ......Now... I've forgotten my address, my mother's maiden name and my keys. But I have never forgotten to eat. You have to be a special kind of stupid to forget to eat.

A friend of mine confused her Valium with her birth control pills.. She has 14 kids but doesn't really care.

My body is not all that communicative but I heard from it the other day after I said "Body, how would you like to go to the six o'clock class of vigorous toning?" Clear as a bell my body said "Listen witch.....do it and die."


I read this article that said the typical symptoms of stress are: Eating too much; impulse buying and driving too fast. Are they kidding? That's my idea of a perfect day!

Made it through the first week of school and football practice

.....and it was in no way easy!!! I love this time of year, because I LOVE FOOTBALL!!! But for some reason the behind the scene work is not as fun. This week I dealt with bruises, that really look like the face mask on their helmets, and cleat marks, which are also quite distinct. Then there was the "Mom, I can't find my mouthpiece", and I just don't understand, if it was in your mouth, and you took it out and were told to put it in your duffle bag, where did it go?? Because I know my children always listen to me, don't yours?? But, for some reason, we never found the mouthpiece, and the coach did give him another one. And then, I have saved the best for last, the other football players on the team are stealing cleats. Now, this one I have not understood. If each boy has everything that they need, because of course everyone listens to their parents when they tell them something, why would you take a pair of cleats from another child?? Or even better, why do they only take one?? What is with that?? I have to check again, but I think every boy that is on the team has two feet.

Well, gotta break up a fight, I think they are fighting over air, or something really important!!