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Scripture Saturday...

Psalms 27:4-6

One thing I ask of the LORD,
this is what I seek:
that I may dwell in the house of the LORD
all the days of my life,
to gaze upon the beauty of the LORD
and to seek him in his temple.

For in the day of trouble
he will keep me safe in his dwelling;
he will hide me in the shelter of his tabernacle
and set me high upon a rock.

Then my head will be exalted
above the enemies who surround me;
at his tabernacle will I sacrifice with shouts of joy;
I will sing and make music to the LORD.

This is the NIV version above. I really like how the King James has verse 6...I will sing, yea, I will sing praises unto the Lord.

Enjoy your day!

Quote of the Day...

It's a long one, but well worth reading...

"We're not preaching a biblical gospel. People are not being convicted of their sins, they're not being born again, and they are simply following a man-made formula that supposedly promises to improve their lives.

A biblical gospel pricks the conscience and either humbles a man and brings him to the Cross in repentance or it will anger him, offend his pride and send him away even angrier than before he heard the gospel.

That's the kind of preaching John Wesley did. He brought people to a crossroads that forced them to make a decision between loving God or loving their sin. As Christians, we need to bring people to that point while they still have time to make a decision."

That was from Kirk Cameron (Growing Pains) in the Pentecostal Evangel on August 17, 2008. I whole heartily agree with him. Too many times we're seeing people come to church on Sundays only to keep on living their lives as they want to Monday through Saturday. If we truly want to impact the world for our Lord, we need to have such a conversion that people will see the change in us. We won't have to speak a word.

An Oldie but Goodie...

For all you "Bethlehem Youth Chorale" members out there, I'm sure you'll enjoy listening to this oldie but goodie...of course I think we sang it much better! Enjoy!



Okay, so we're day four into our first week of school and ALREADY we sleep through the alarm! Our clock radio does not work right, so I never use that as an alarm. In fact for some reason our clock seems to gain time daily. It is now 40 minutes fast. I really need to reset it.

So I use my cell phone for our alarm. It has never, ever failed...except today! And, of course, Olivia forget to set her alarm. But thankfully I woke up by 6:30 as opposed to 5:45 and was able to get her out of bed. She wasn't too happy that she only had ten minutes to get ready...she showers at night. She managed to get herself look as pretty as always and get her hair straightened...God forbid her hair resembles my curls in any way!

So what do I do now that my cell phone alarm doesn't even seem to be working? I know, I'll have my mom call us when she gets up every morning...she STILL gets up by 5:30 AM. I will hire her as my wake up service starting tomorrow! Hopefully she won't charge much!

Enjoy your day!

Wordless Wednesday...

Well this Wordless Wednesday is going to packed with words. I cannot tell you how sad I was yesterday...lonely...longing for my dad...just filled with sorrow. We came home from the cemetery and there was so much to do...dinner, for me and then thinking that I had to pick out a hymn for today's post. I was so weary I ACTUALLY thought of not doing one this week!

I grabbed the hymn book and just opened it up to the following hymn. I do not think I have ever sang this hymn which made the words all the more powerful to me. You see, just as the title says...Jesus Understands...HE does. I do not know why the Lord took my father home in such a tragic way, but I do believe that His ways are best. My mother and I were talking about this on the way up to the cemetery yesterday.

We know how much we meant to my father, especially his grandchildren, and for my father to continue to live with his failing mind would have been a slow agonizing death. BUT he died knowing all of us. Telling us he loved us. Thanking God for his wonderful wife. KNOWING US...I cannot stress the comfort that gives me. The sorrow is still there, the pain is still there, but Jesus understands everything.

Jesus Understands

Bowed beneath your burden, is there none to share?
Weary with the journey, is there none to care?
Courage, way worn traveler, heed your Lord's commands,
There is a thought to cheer you, Jesus understands.

Every heavy burden He will gladly share,
Are you sad and weary? Jesus has a care;
Well He knows the pathway over life's burning sands,
Do not doubt or question, Jesus understands.

Though temptation meet you, Jesus can sustain,
Life has vexing problems which He can explain,
Serve Him where He sends you though in distant lands,
Do not doubt or question, Jesus understands.

Weary heart, He calls you, "Come to me and rest,"
Does the path grow rugged, yet His way is best
Leave the unknown future in the Master's hands,
Whether sad or joyful, Jesus understands.

Yes, He understands, All His ways are best,
Here He calls to you, "Come to me and rest."
Leave the unknown future in the Master's hands,
Whether sad or joyful, Jesus Understands.

Can you believe this is the hymn I turned to yesterday? So appropriate, so beautiful, so wonderful that my Lord does understand my sorrow. Are you going through something as well that you think no one understands your hurt or pain? Oh, dear friend, if you would only look to Jesus for comfort...for only He truly understands all things.

Remember, if you have a favorite hymn and would like to see it posted here in the coming weeks, just leave me a comment with the name of the hymn! Enjoy your day!

Why Does it Still Hurt So Much...

Can somebody please tell me why does it still hurt so much when I think of my father? My mom and I are going to the cemetery today to try and do some planting. My dad would have liked knowing we're not neglecting the cemetery plot.

My dad has been gone three months now and we've been back every month. It's not an easy thing to do considering the cemetery is 2 hours away for us. But, it's important. My dad always made sure we would stop and "visit" when we were in the area. Mom said they were nearby last year and they stopped. Dad got out of the car and for the longest time just stood there. Did he know how close he was to dying?

Today is my dad's birthday. He would have been 76 today. I still think he died too young. And sometimes I still think he's going to come walking up my driveway while we're all sitting on our back porch and say, "Lois, why did you leave me in that nursing home?" Or, "Please Lois, a nice cup of coffee with something sweet to eat." And my mother would reply back, "Bill, you just had a cup of coffee."

But...I know that's not going to happen. I will never see my dad as he was here on earth. I will never hear him say, "Ya, sure" again. But, it's something that we all are now saying. We heard it so much, it's made its way into our vocabulary.

I still think of how sick he was and how nobody would listen to us. I still cry every day. And when I get to feeling bad about crying I think of John 11:35, "Jesus wept." If Jesus can cry, so can I. Until I get home to heaven, there's going to be an ache inside of me that won't quit.

Well, Daddy, Happy Birthday. I hope you know how much we miss you and love you. I'll see you soon! I think the following verses speak volumes to me today...

2 Timothy 4:6-8, "For I am already being poured out like a drink offering, and the time has come for my departure. I have fought the good fight; I have finished the race; I have kept the faith. Now this is in store for me the crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the righteous Judge, will award to me on that day- and not only to me, but also to all who have longed for him appearing."

John 11:25 "I am the resurrection and the life. He who believes in me will live, even though he dies; and whoever lives and believes in me will never die."

School Update...

Well the kids came home and everything went very well today. Olivia loves her new school and so do I! It seems she has classes from 8:00 until 2:00 when she gets on the bus to come home. Nothing like the old high school where they had something like 2 hours of free time to do hall...get in trouble, not that Olivia EVER got in trouble!

Michael had to fill out a questionnaire in his class and one of the questions was, "Who do you feel most closest to in your family?" And he answered, "My mom." How sweet is that??

Just when I think he's too old to like me anymore he goes and does something sweet like that. I said, "Well you probably just wrote me to make me feel good, right?" He looked at me with all sincerity and said, "No, I meant it."

So tomorrow when he's walking down the driveway all embarrassed by his mom watching him get on the bus, I will think of this and not feel so bad about him growing up...maybe...

School Days, School Days...

Yes, both of my children left this morning for school. Olivia at 6:39 and Michael at 7:50. I was shocked that both buses were on time, especially Olivia's! Another shocking thing this morning was that I didn't have to wake either child up! I am sure that will last till maybe tomorrow.

I'm actually making two meals tonight. Both their favorites. Wanted to do something special. So Olivia will have stew, one of her favorites, and Michael will have baked ziti, which he loves. I'm also going to make some brownies for them as well. What has gotten into me?? Two meals for one night?? Brownies?? And we're not having company? Oh well...

How grown up they looked...especially Michael. Watching him walk down the driveway made me remember when he was three. He had just finished brushing his hair and was "checking" himself out in the mirror and suddenly said, "The girls are gonna love me."

He took such care in what he wore today...that I HAD to remind him of that and then said, "Yes, they are going to love you" to which he just shook his head and continued walking down the driveway, out of my heart, just like his big sister did an hour earlier.

Worship Song Sunday...

A beautiful hymn...I just have to close my eyes and hear my mother singing this from the organ at Bethlehem during communion. I'm adding a picture of my son being baptized a few weeks ago. Double click on the picture so you can really see his appropriate for the song. Enjoy!

Scripture Saturday...

Exodus 15:2

The LORD is my strength and my song;
He has become my salvation.
He is my God, and I will praise him,
My father's God, and I will exalt him.


Another One Bites the Dust...

I cannot begin to imagine why people do the things that they do. Last month I posted a wonderful song, Healer, that just spoke volumes to me. Well it seems as if the whole story behind the writing of that song was a hoax.

Here's the story I found online. I still love the song and believe in the words of this song but will never for the life of me begin to understand the motives behind people to commit such terrible acts of fraud as this MAN OF GOD did.

August 22, 2008 01:10am
DISGRACED pastor Michael Guglielmucci has been ordered to report to police by church officials, who will investigate what has happened to money raised during his terminal cancer deception.

The Australian Christian Churches told The Advertiser yesterday that it was auditing Mr Guglielmucci's bank accounts, which included money donated from people touched by his hit song Healer.

Mr Guglielmucci confessed his two-year fraudulent cancer battle at a national executive meeting of the ACC on Saturday, and was stripped of his credentials. Edge Church International's executive pastor Jonathan Fontanarosa said Mr Guglielmucci had "made it clear that he is not sick". "But we're waiting on further investigation to find out the full truth," he said. "The church is in shock . . . we were totally unaware of the situation."

It was decided at Saturday's meeting that a statement would be read on Mr. Guglielmucci's behalf at churches around Australia this Sunday. But an email sent on Wednesday from Sydney's Hillsong Church detailing the hoax was obtained by The Advertiser. It also said Mr Guglielmucci's wife and family were unaware of the deception. The Melbourne-based preacher is in Adelaide, but has gone to ground.

His parents, who founded Edge Church International, an Assemblies of God church at Reynella, are assisting him while he seeks professional help. The ACC has promised that all money raised deceptively will be returned or donated to charity.

The Assemblies of God, Australia's largest Pentecostal movement, adopted its new name of Australian Christian Churches in 2007.

The former pastor with one of Australia's biggest youth churches Planetshakers, inspired hundreds of thousands of young Christians around the world as he performed with an oxygen tube in his nose. Healer became an anthem of faith for believers, many of whom are suffering illnesses and were praying for Mr Guglielmucci. The song, featured on Hillsong's latest album, debuted at No. 2 on the ARIA charts.

In a YouTube video, he tells how the news from the hospital that he had "quite an aggressive form of cancer" inspired his song. "I just went home. I knew I had to go home and needed to get alone with God," he says in the video. "I walked into my studio at home and for some reason. . . I sat at a piano and began to worship. "I sang that song from start to finish. I was crying. I just realised that God had given me an incredible gift and I realise that song was going to be my strength."

Church community sources said Mr Guglielmucci attended his medical appointments alone. A service at Rod Laver Arena in Melbourne, where he was to appear this weekend, has been cancelled. While many in the church were embarrassed by the betrayal, others showed support on Facebook, where a page titled "We are STILL praying for you Mike Guglielmucci" was set up yesterday.

Is it Wrong to Stay in Your PJ's All Day...

So, what do you think? I love to put on a fresh pair of PJ's in the morning after I've showered and stay in them ALL DAY. Now, these are days when I'm planning on staying HOME and not running to the grocery store!

I have quite a few pair of really comfy, cotton PJ's that I love to wear all day when I know I don't have to go anywhere. Most days I am home, working at my computer, cleaning house, getting meals prepared, etc. If I don't have run any errands, I will put a nice clean pair on to stay in all day.

Of course, that doesn't help when unexpected company drops in, Anna K., and sees you in your PJ's! That was embarrassing...but then she said that my PJ's didn't even look like PJ's but something she would wear out. So I didn't feel too bad then!

Enjoy a day in your PJ's if you will be so comfortable if you do!


Wordless Wednesday...

Are you enjoying the hymns? I know I certainly am! I heard from my cousin Heidi out in California and she said that one of her favorites was the following...Enjoy!

At The Cross

Alas and did my Savior bleed and didn't my Sovereign die?
Would He devote that sacred head for such a worm as I?

Was it for crimes that I have done He groaned upon the tree?
Amazing pity, grace unknown and love beyond degree!

Well might the sun in darkness hide, and shut his glories in,
When Christ the mighty Maker did for man the creature's sin.

But drops of grief can never repay the debt of love I owe.
Here, Lord, I give myself away, tis all that I can do.

At the cross, at the cross where I first saw the light
And the burden of my heart rolled away,
It was there by faith I received my sight
And now I am happy all the day!

If you have a favorite hymn, leave a comment...maybe you'll see it here in the coming weeks!

Take Me Out to The Ball Game...

This past Saturday the two men in my life went to see a baseball game at the local minor league stadium in Allentown. They went as part of the men's group at our church for a father/son outing. Although, they had extra tickets and were calling around to see if wives and daughters wanted to come as well.

They saw the minor league Scranton Yankees play the Allentown Iron Pigs. Michael wasn't too thrilled at first to go, he's more into wrestling. But ended up having a great time. Phil said he loved it and that both of them want to go back and see another game. The best part of the game was the price of the tickets. I heard that Mets' tickets are going to sell for $495 a seat in the new stadium...these tickets were only $9.00 each! And parking was only $3.00.

For Michael he enjoyed the concession stand...the prices were actually reasonable and he was able to get a huge red "Hulk fist" to hold sodas from here to eternity.

Enjoy the pictures.

Lifehouse Video...

Here's a moving video. Olivia and I saw this for the first time a year ago and it still moves me. Please stay with it till the end, it's very powerful. It shows how great Jesus' love for us is...He takes all our sins onto Him and can make us white as snow. Please watch it alone before showing to your children!


Worship Song Sunday...

I shocked my daughter when I told her how much I liked this song...I'm printing the words at the bottom in case you find it hard to understand them as I sometimes do...Enjoy!

Searching the world, The lost will be found, in freedom we live,
As one we cry out, You carried the cross, You died and rose again.
My God, I'll only ever give my all.

You sent your Son, From heaven to earth, Delivered us all,
It's eternally heard, I searched for truth, And all I found was You.
My God, I'll only ever give my all.

Jesus, we're living for Your name.
We'll never be ashamed of you Whoa- oh- oh
Our praise
And all we are today
Take, take, take, it all.
Take, take, take, it all.

Running to the one who heals the blind. Following the shining light
In Your hands the power to save the world, My life.

Scripture Saturday...

There are so many times when I'm reading the Bible that I just stop and fall in love with a certain verse or two. So I decided that Saturdays will now be called "Scripture Saturday" here at Walking on Sunshine. So today is the first in the series. I hope you'll check back every Saturday! If you'd like, leave a comment with a favorite verse that you've read during the week...Enjoy!

I read this scripture the other day and just love it...

Because of the LORD's great love we are not consumed,
for His compassions never fail.
They are new every morning; Great is Your Faithfulness.
I say to myself, "The LORD is my portion; therefore I will wait for him."

Lamentations 3:22-24

Uncle Titus...

My mother's only living brother is Titus, who moved to California many years ago. In fact, I have not seen him since I was about 18, I think. He's the one with the moustache in the above picture and the second from the left in the older picture of my mom and her brothers.

Anyway, I have kept in touch with him through e-mail these past few years, something I've enjoyed! I mentioned to him last week about my blog and also my sister's and my brother's.

So, I'd like to welcome my Uncle Titus as one of my regular readers. He e-mailed me last week telling me he enjoyed my Wordless Wednesday entry on What a Friend We Have in Jesus. He told me how that was my mother and his father's favorite hymn as well. And that after my grandfather suffered his stroke he would lay in the hospital bed humming the tune to that old hymn.

Seems more and more of us enjoy that hymn. I can understand why. The Lord doesn't just want to be some far removed God from us. Someone that we need to be so fearful of. He wants to be our Friend. And what a friend He will be to us if only we let Him.


Garden Overload...

Look was waiting for me when I went out to my garden yesterday morning! I couldn't believe how many cucumbers and zucchini I kept finding as I moved away the leaves of my enormous plants. The zucchini is to my waist, I'm not joking, and the cucumber plant is creeping ever so slowly across the stone path to the tomatoes. I know my dad would have enjoyed the vegetable garden. He always liked the one we had in Paterson.

I have yet to have a red tomato, but then again we planted them late, July 4th weekend. My neighbor planted his tomatoes around Memorial Day and he has had only one red tomato. I'm sure by Labor Day we'll be swimming in tomatoes as well.

I am so enjoying this change in weather we are experiencing here in good old Pennsylvania. I know it's expected to go back into the 80's over the weekend, but I so enjoy having the windows open and the nice breezes. And I'm sure once school starts we'll be climbing back up into the 90's. It seems more and more now that September is as hot as July.

Well, enjoy the pictures. I'll be back soon to update you on things over here in my neck of the woods. The Colonel is coming home for the weekend and we need to tackle the butterfly bushes we planted just last year in front of the garage windows that are as tall as the windows! Yes, we seem to grow things big over here!


Wordless Wednesday...

We sang this hymn at my father's funeral. We also sang it in church this Sunday, although I could barely sing the words. I closed my eyes and could picture my father singing this song from the pulpit at Bethlehem. So, instead of singing, I just stood in the presence of the Lord knowing how much my father loved this song and how verse three is truly happening with my father right now...I in my Saviour am happy and blest.

Blessed Assurance

Blessed Assurance, Jesus is mine! Oh, what a foretaste of glory divine!
Heir of salvation, purchase of God, Born of His Spirit, washed in His blood.

Perfect submission, perfect delight, Visions of rapture now burst on my sight;
Angels descending, bring from above, Echoes of mercy, whispers of love.

Perfect submission, all is at rest, I in my Saviour am happy and blest;
Watching and waiting, looking above, Filled with His goodness, lost in His love.

This is my story, this is my song,
Praising my Saviour all the day long;
This is my story, this is my song,
Praising my Saviour, all the day long.

Can't you just hear my father say..."Sing it again! Sing it again!" Amen!

County Fair...

So on Saturday with the Colonel away for the weekend running an exercise I decided to see what all the hype was about our county fair. Of course, I took my mom! Olivia wanted nothing to do with it, wise child, and stayed home. Michael, of course, couldn't wait to go. So we invited his friend Justin and headed off to town.

I've only been to one other fair, the Sussex County Fair, and let me tell you Carbon County has NOTHING on Sussex County. The fair was held in our town at the bottom of the mountain and not very appealing. After buying Michael his wrist band so he could go on all the rides for $10, mom and I went looking for the exhibit booths.

We found the animal booths without any problem...all we had to do was follow the smell...which was pretty bad! The cow booth was very interesting only because of the way the people who were showing their cows had literally set up camps in the booths next to their cows. I kept wondering, doesn't the smell get to them? And then at the front of the booth there was this table filled with cakes, cookies, etc...all UNCOVERED! I would never in a million years have helped myself to anything! But it didn't seem to phase these people one bit.

The booths for the blue ribbon flower arrangements, vegetables, homemade jams, etc. were very nice. We even saw some unusual looking chickens. And some really cute lambs.

The highlight of the day was Michael and Justin getting to sit in the helicopter that transports critically injured patients down to the hospital. They had landed and were letting everyone come and have a look. The highlight of my day was the pina colada smoothie!

All in all I know Michael had fun. He was able to ride a bunch of rides with his friend and then pretend to be a fighter pilot. Next year I will take the advice of my daughter and forgo the fair for an afternoon of watching television and have the Colonel take Michael and bring me home a pina colada smoothie!

Worship Song Sunday...

I love this song. It's a little bit rocky, but, it makes me think of my dad and how he is now FREE of all his pains here on earth and he is FREE to worship his Saviour forever! Enjoy!


I just found another glass hidden next to the fireplace. I wonder how long that glass has been there??? At least it was empty. God only knows what might have been growing in it. In case you're wondering what I'm talking about, please read this morning's post below...Later!

No Idea What to Post About...

Okay, I was reading my blog this morning and thought "What do I post about next?" There's not much really going on...until I got up from the computer to walk into the kitchen to empty the dishwasher and spotted the glass by the other computer. Yup, lovely daughter Olivia is famous for leaving glasses all over the place AFTER the dishwasher has been running.

I know that if I go into the living room there will probably be another glass, maybe even still half full of whatever she was drinking and maybe even a bowl that Michael used for popcorn last night.

Why can't my children bring their things to the kitchen when they're done? Oh, yeah, I know why...that's why I'm here! That's my pick up after them.

Then I remembered back to when I was growing up. My mother use to yell at us kids all the time for leaving glasses and stuff in the living room. I remember this because she use to say to me, "Just wait till you have kids. I hope they leave stuff all over the place for you to pick up!"

Well, Mom, your prediction or should I say prophesy...after all I was raised in a pastor's house...HAS COME TRUE! I am forever picking up glasses and bowls of leftover snacks all over.

And you know what I say to my children as I'm picking up after them..."I hope when you have children they leave stuff all over for you to pick up." The tradition shall live on...Later!

You Are Invited to a Martha Stewart Tea Party...

Yes, my mom and I both received invitations to attend a Martha Stewart Tea Party at our local Macy's yesterday. We were so excited. Do you think Martha will be there? No, she wasn't...but someone who works with Martha every day was there and discussed the table settings, etc.

We were told to dress in our "high tea fashions" if we wanted to. I chose a skirt that I could wear without pantyhose! Mom chose her black pants so she could wear her comfy shoes. They had the tea set up at the front of Macy's by the entrance to the mall. There were tables with pretty tablecloths and china for us to have our sandwiches on and drink our tea from.

We chose a table and then two other ladies came and joined us. They were really nice and excited as well. We were served salmon sandwiches, chicken salad, a fancy BLT and then a few cookies...which were FABULOUS. We each had 3 sandwiches and 3 cookies, a big splurge, but it was nice. We were served a different tea with the sandwiches and another sweet tea for the cookies. Very nice.

There was a lady there who runs a local tea party business and she spoke on different ideas for teas. I think she was a bit boring. And she spent way too much time with people from the audience talking about the teas they do. As my husband would say, "Everyone wants to be a star."

We even were given gift bags! You can see what we came home with in the above picture. A very pretty Wedgwood tea cup and saucer from Martha's new collection of china at Macy's, the latest issue of Martha Stewart Living and a pretty bag filled with a few different tea bags to sample. I added the invitation to the picture as well.

All in all a very nice time. I think my mom really enjoyed herself! In the fall, the guy from What Not To Wear is coming...we hope to go to that as well...only not to get picked out of the audience for any changes!


Not So Wordless Wednesday...

I do have words for a hymn, but really wanted to give some background to why I love this song. My father was raised in Germany and when he and his family came back to the United States after the war they moved to a town in upstate NY where my Uncle Fred got saved and then my grandmother and then my father. But not my grandfather. My father was so moved by his salvation that he decided to go into the ministry and went away to Central Bible College in Springfield, MO to get his degree in ministry.

On one summer break, a small local church was in need of a pastor. So my father became their pastor for the summer. His mother and brother would often go to this church to hear my father preach. I'm not sure if my grandfather went along with them. BUT...I do know that on my father's last Sunday at this church my grandfather went to hear his son preach.

My father tells the story that his father was in the sanctuary, sitting in the back and while my father gave the invitation for those who desired salvation to come forward no one came. He then asked if they could please sing the hymn, "What a Friend We Have in Jesus." As this song was being sung, my grandfather went forward and accepted the Lord as His Saviour. I guess just hearing the words of how the Lord wants to be not only our Saviour, for we all need salvation, but also our friend made him realize that he needed the Lord.

I've heard my father tell this story many times from the pulpit and it would move people in the congregation to also give their lives over to Jesus. This song has a special place in my life as well...Enjoy!

What a Friend We Have in Jesus

What a friend we have in Jesus, All our sins and griefs to bear!
What a privilege to carry, Everything to God in prayer!
Oh, what peace we often forfeit, Oh, what needless pain we bear,
All because we do not carry Everything to God in prayer!

Have we trials and temptations? Is there trouble anywhere?
We should never be discouraged, Take it to the Lord in prayer.
Can we find a friend so faithful, Who will all our sorrows share?
Jesus knows our every weakness, Take it to the Lord in prayer.

Are we weak and heavy laden, Cumbered with a load of care?
Precious Saviour, still our refuge, Take it to the Lord in prayer.
Do thy friends despise, forsake thee? Take it to the Lord in prayer.
In His arms He'll take and shield thee, Thou wilt find a solace there.


Happy Birthday...

Becca! Happy 12 years old today! You are a gift from God and a precious member of our family. Hope your day is everything you want it to be...We Love You!

Worship Song Sunday...


Who Didn't Put Away the Hose...

Okay, so today Olivia goes out to mow our lawn and Oma's lawn. Mowing Oma's lawn was uneventful...moving our lawn was...well, let's just say...eventful.

When we left for vacation I conveniently pulled the garden hose over to the vegetable garden making it easier for my mom to water the vegetables. We hardly ever do this because I'm afraid of what could happen...or rather what happened today as Olivia began mowing our lawn.

Yes, I'm sure you've figured it out by now that she ran over the garden hose. When I was weeding in the garden yesterday I noticed the hose. It was quite hidden by the garden hose. I said to myself, "Self, you need to wind up that hose before Olivia mows the grass tomorrow" and then continued to weed forgetting all about the garden hose until Olivia came in today and informed me that she just ran over the garden hose.

The two of us tried to move the mower...we tried to pull the garden hose out...nothing worked. It was stuck. Thankfully the Colonel was coming home later. So I informed him on the phone what happened. After inquiring if anyone was hurt, he asked, "Didn't she see it?" I tried to explain to garden hose. My explanation was completely lost on him so...I did what any other smart wife would do...told him it was all my fault, I was so into weeding I completely forgot to wind it up, etc.

So, enjoy the pictures of the Colonel coming to the rescue yet again here at the Christensen home. We're so glad we keep him around! Later...
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