tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38540747301930470392024-02-18T20:11:17.589-06:00hi ~ my name is sandi<b>random thoughts</b>Sandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18194262050927151890noreply@blogger.comBlogger84125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854074730193047039.post-65409481956989018982022-12-12T07:59:00.000-06:002022-12-12T07:59:33.138-06:00HIS PROMISES R MINE<p><span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Coming Soon;"> </span></p><p><span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Coming Soon;">i believe God keeps his promises!</span></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOrXm7xJyL8SWdgHWoEP6RxXDmz4ne-UIOXbFlua388D4gm3D4gw929JnIjkZnv7nULZBtSJAS-ABZKl8oUgoD36bvjsmr0dW_dvjHc696pyK7CM37ylkJ9esW_WSpH54nKp3KiOZGUIbjyxV1MF0Qt6Lm0FTCuoiXVByMu4akrA5XmAkvvPcfuRnc/s1128/CE7A0D15-4D77-43BC-837C-EE0AD4963A67.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Coming Soon;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1128" data-original-width="939" height="731" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOrXm7xJyL8SWdgHWoEP6RxXDmz4ne-UIOXbFlua388D4gm3D4gw929JnIjkZnv7nULZBtSJAS-ABZKl8oUgoD36bvjsmr0dW_dvjHc696pyK7CM37ylkJ9esW_WSpH54nKp3KiOZGUIbjyxV1MF0Qt6Lm0FTCuoiXVByMu4akrA5XmAkvvPcfuRnc/w609-h731/CE7A0D15-4D77-43BC-837C-EE0AD4963A67.jpeg" width="609" /></span></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">from Springs in the Valley by L. 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Cowman</td></tr></tbody></table><span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Coming Soon;"><br /></span><p><span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Coming Soon;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Coming Soon;">in my church family these past few months, many of us have struggled with various things physically, spiritually, mentally, and emotionally. prayers have gone up to our Lord. some answers have come quickly while others r still waiting. some r having to walk thru the fire becuz God is doin' a work within. i do not understand y some walk thru a shorter time in the fire than others fully yet. but being one that is in the fire now has helped me see y a bit more clearly.</span></p><p><span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Coming Soon;">my pastor has wisdomgiven by walking thru the fire, not avoiding it. our whole church is watching him walk thru something right with his wife that has got to be one of the most difficult he has walked. but not once have i seen him remove his feet from the Rock he stands on. and i have witnessed his wife become even more adamant about standing her ground.</span></p><p><span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Coming Soon;">my pastor continually encourages all of us to stand firm and make ALL God's promises ours by putting our names to them. i have done this many times. and i can tell u that is how i now live each day. when i pray, i pray God's Word so those i am prayin' for will be changed the way only God can do. my faith has become more solidified becuz of the examples i have seen.</span></p><p><span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Coming Soon;">i am surrounded by people that believe like me. it is my choice to walk out a deep faith in my God. so much of who i am and who i am becoming is rooted in God being God to me. so as i walk great adventure of God's AMAZING GRACE, i live life more freely.. every struggle i get the victory over makes me stronger. i am a chosen vessel God wants to use becuz he knows me.</span></p><p><span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Coming Soon;">begin taking God at his word in every area of life and see what happens. be honest with yourself and him. he already knows and still chooses to love ya and work with ya. once u realize that God isn't gonna give up on ya, life begins to be worth livin'. it's ok to go for what is inside so u can be u.</span></p><p><span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Coming Soon;">GOD IS FAITHFUL! he will see us thru all that we face head on no matter how long it takes.</span></p><p><span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Coming Soon;">Daddy, thank u for seein' me thru today.</span></p>Sandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18194262050927151890noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854074730193047039.post-45772886705433171722022-07-10T22:30:00.005-05:002022-07-10T22:45:26.637-05:00update<p><span style="font-family: Coming Soon;"> </span></p><p><span style="font-family: Coming Soon;">10 July 2020</span></p><p><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Coming Soon;">quite a long time has gone by since my last post in here. so i will make this as brief as possible.</span></p><p><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Coming Soon;">ken went to prison for three years. i stood by him becuz my vows were important to me and i loved him. so from 22 May 2017 to 23 May 2020 he was separated from me. i visited him as often as i could. he moved quite a few times as he served out his sentence. once he was moved passed the two hour drive, i could no longer visit him. it was hard.</span></p><p><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Coming Soon;">in the meantime, i tried to get myself together but failed. i sold the house, gave some money to my youngest daughter and her family to get a place and moved in with them. they kicked me out and i ended up homeless on 01 April 2019.</span></p><p><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Coming Soon;">i lived in the car for a week scared, alone, and i thought unwanted. but my pastors helped me get into a place called the <a href="https://genesiscenter.org/" target="_blank">Genesis Center</a> and there i found healing and the help i needed to get thru it all. i was there from 09 April 2019 - 04 July 2021 when i moved into a tiny home i now rent from a wonderful lady who just wants to help.</span></p><p><span style="caret-color: rgb(39, 78, 19); color: #274e13; font-family: "Coming Soon";">in June 2020 i learned that my husband of 35.5 yrs had no desire to pursue me or get to know the woman i had become. July 2020 he sent me divorce papers. with the support i had around me, i got thru the initial shock and on 30 December 2020, i became a single woman for the first time in 36yrs. and let me tell u, it was liberating. no longer tied to someone who didn't really love me i began to grow as a woman personally. it has been a bumpy ride.</span></p><p><span style="caret-color: rgb(39, 78, 19); color: #274e13; font-family: "Coming Soon";">i have lived as a free single woman in this rented tiny house for a year now and am learnin' how to live. i have had some rocky paths but my new out loud faith livin' is squarely grounded in my Adonai. he has taken a broken, mixed up child and called her out separating her for his purpose. and i can tell u it is a journey of God's amazing GRACE.</span></p><p><span style="caret-color: rgb(39, 78, 19); color: #274e13; font-family: "Coming Soon";">i have grounded myself in a wonderful church family at <a href="https://roundpenministries.org/" target="_blank">ROUND PEN COWBOY CHURCH</a>. i am part of the worship team using sign language. i also help with the food pantry ministry. i also volunteer at <a href="https://www.jakeesrr.org/" target="_blank">Jake E's Riding Round Up</a> twice a week. and i must tell ya, i love workin' in the barn helpin' to do whatever Ms. Linda needs doin'. and it is truly a healing place.</span></p><p><span style="caret-color: rgb(39, 78, 19); color: #274e13; font-family: "Coming Soon";">so that about wraps it up. i am doin' quite good and the best part of my life now is that i have contact with my kids, grandkids, and wonderful people that lead me continually to Yeshua.</span></p><p><span style="caret-color: rgb(39, 78, 19); color: #274e13; font-family: "Coming Soon";">may the God of hope fill u with all joy and peace as u trust in him so that u may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit (Romans 15:13).</span></p>Sandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18194262050927151890noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854074730193047039.post-47814772647726539572019-03-25T21:11:00.001-05:002019-03-25T21:11:38.541-05:00"the feeling" ...<div style="text-align: justify;">
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have u ever had a feeling that really bothered u? I have and do right now. it's one that I have had for a over a year and is once again prevalent. this feeling can be very devastating and lead to loneliness.</div>
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I have spent many a day, rough late nite, and thinking on this one feeling. this feeling has been evident in my life for many, many, many years. growing up this feeling caused me to feel isolated, lonely, alone in a crowd, and unworthy. I had a hard time making friends cuz I never felt part of the group or wanted at all. becuz of this feeling, I was always on the outside.</div>
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finding a husband I thought would not happen cuz I felt ugly. other girls were pretty and fun and everything I wasn't. everything I really wanted somehow was out of reach for me. but I snagged a wonderful man. he had a motorcycle and wanted to share it with me. we rode as often as we could. I still felt unworthy or worthless tho. but now I had a friend that wanted to hang out with me and we did. we got married, had 2 girls, and now have 5 grandchildren with one "in the oven". but I still felt unloved and unwanted. and that feeling started to become prevalent once again. but this time, this feeling actually happened. when my husband was forcibly removed from me on 25 May 2017. how am I living now? how have I kept goin'? only one word: Jesus! becuz of my relationship with Christ Jesus, I have been able to keep my head above water but just barely. this feeling that is very prevalent in my life right now has once again surfaced in an "in your face" kinda way. I am struggling with this feeling.</div>
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this feeling I thought I had finally dealt with is not finished messing with me. I dealt with it when I was asked to not attend my mom's wedding in 2017. and now I am facing it again. it's not an easy feeling to get thru nor is it fun.</div>
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I have been struggling these past couple years with many "feelings" and emotions. I have faced quite a few things alone for the first time in my life with some support but mostly I was alone. the one thing I faced alone was my relationship with people. I have always wanted a friend but never got one. it was lonely for me. I did everything I could think of. I made time for people, I listened, I gave of myself. still I was not accepted. my relationship with God grew deeper and deeper. with people I was left feeling used and not wanted. even today, I still feel like this. this feeling of not being wanted or being an inconvenience is very disheartening.</div>
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how do I get thru this? many times I have cried deep gut wrenching tears. I have lived with this "feeling" for over 30 yrs. yes, my own husband made me feel this way. I have learned to go to Daddy. the pain, however, still stings very hard.</div>
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now I am faced with the "feeling" all over again from those I thought would never do something like this. trusting people is already hard for me. and now, trusting people has become a bit more difficult, especially family.</div>
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if u think u know what that "feeling" is, good for u. the only people that would know is someone who has been forgotten, left behind, or in prison.</div>
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I am walking a road I never thought I would walk. now I will walk it alone in just a few days. many people have helped me and I appreciate all the help. this too is a road I never knew I would walk. it's a road that only God can make happen. all the pain, patient endurance, and the tears have led to. so I walk with my hand tightly holding onto Papa's hand. it's scary but I am not really alone. I have the best friend anyone could have with me. I do have church family that encourage. and at times, I can talk to my mom.</div>
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the pain of this "feeling" brings tears even now. but I have my best friend with me and I know I will learn something that God will use later on. my faith will be tested and stretched. I will trust in my God and keep that 'joy of the Lord' as my strength. his AMAZING GRACE is the greatest adventure in life. I am gonna enjoy the adventure ahead of me and share Jesus as I move by "putting one foot in front of the other". Isaiah 41:10 reminds me to not fear. Psalm 23:4 reminds me that the Lord is with me thru the dark valleys and his rod and staff protect and comfort me. so with that I get my feet moving.</div>
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Sandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18194262050927151890noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854074730193047039.post-7312315620772243032019-03-19T16:17:00.002-05:002019-03-19T16:17:53.021-05:00moved again...the beginning of the end<div style="text-align: justify;">
I arrived home and went strait to my room. I was quite down and hurting. I didn't understand y but I'm sure it was becuz I was about to be homeless in just over a month, my hubby was struggling to live, and I felt like no one was standing with me. it was difficult seeing others cuz was I all up in myself. I didn't understand y I wasn't getting a little bit of what God had said he would do. this gray spirit kinda thing hung heavy over me. it was hard to stay cordial and force myself to "be involved". I had no desire to be involved or do anything. I wondered about a lot of things, one of them being ken and a possible move. I asked God to keep him there but that was not God's plan. so...</div>
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25 February 2018 I checked the TDCJ website and saw that my hubby was still at Diboll. however, before the day had finished, he was removed from Diboll. I received 2 separate messages from inmate wives telling me Ken "chained out" on Monday. I checked on Tuesday and he was at The Wall. this is a transfer unit inmates stay at until they r assigned a unit. he was at The Wall from 25-27 February 2019 when he was moved to McConnell unit. Ken said he had the best meal in forever. he had no idea y he was being moved of course. they don't tell the inmates that stuff. and if I did not follow the TDCJ website regularly, I would not know where my husband is either. 28 February-01 March 2019 he was located at McConnell unit. by the end of 01 March 2019 he was finally at his destination, Segovia.</div>
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Segovia is located in Edinburg, TX. this city is located 7 hrs southeast of my house. when I saw that, I cried and let out my hurt and disappointment. Daddy let me get it out. I eagerly waited for my husband's next letter, it arrived on the 08th of March. all this time I was beside myself not sharing anything except: 'my hubby's been moved' or 'he's been moved, again!'</div>
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just b4 receiving his letter, I felt something break in my spirit. it wasn't huge or even noticeable at first. but I was in the process of writing my letter to him and the words I was writing made my spirit lift. I remembered a song from my childhood my mom would sing and I saw her face as I began singing it. here's the song:</div>
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sweet Holy Spirit</div>
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sweet heavenly dove</div>
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filling me with your love</div>
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when I shall leave this place.</div>
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after singing that a couple times, I was "feeling" better. I also decided that I wasn't gonna lose my joy again. I will not give in. I will not give up. my Daddy has given me everything and I need to let him be God. so I am starting every morning reminding myself that the joy of the Lord is my strength. I will walk in forgiveness and walk in faith as well as live by faith. I will not give in to my enemy who only want to give up when I am so close to breaking thru and honoring God with crossing the finishing line in this chapter of my life. SATAN! BITE THE DUST!!<br />
on 08 March 2019 I received a letter from Ken that read very upbeat. however, I found out that he had not had any meds since Monday, 25 February when he left Diboll. he was doin' his best to function and said that Holy Spirit was giving him the strength he needed to make it thru.<br />
later on after getting settled in, he finally saw the unit doc and had a rather nice chat for about 30 minutes. the doc estimates that ken's thyroid is 2/3 dead and was probably helped by the noncompliance of the Diboll doc. so now my hubby is back on the 3 grains he was prescribed by the specialist he saw in late January/early February. hubby also shared how the food was much better at Segovia. he was getting all the veggies he could eat and other good, well-prepared food he could eat. Ken has said that this move is ordained by God. Daddy told him that after he arrived. it's taking a while readjusting to 67 roommates and making a routine that works for him. once again, he has nothing to do except what they require of the inmates. he is not on a work detail or helping out with anything.<br />
me? I sit in my room most days cuz I'm looking for work. no insurance on a car that runs but needs work hinders my search. I made some choices that were wrong and now I and Daddy r working on making things right. it hasn't been easy. I am goin' thru emotions I had thought I worked thru already. I am goin' thru stuff, I really did not want to repeat with family. Daddy has me and is teaching me just how much he cares for me. he is doin' the same with Ken. together God is making us ready for our reuniting as husband and wife with Christ as the center of marriage. we r learning how to walk in love, forgiveness, GRACE, and mercy every day in our different circumstances and locals.<br />
Hosea 10:12 has been working in both of our lives. we r about to experience the end part of that verse. both of us r learning to live Isaiah 41:10. I am learning how to live Matthew 7:7, 8. the love God has shown me thus far on this journey is sweet. I have learned and still learn that God's GRACE really is enough for each day he gives me.<br />
I received a one page letter from Ken encouraging me to stay where I am but I will trust God and move forward wherever he leads and wherever he goes. I await the next part of my journey to the finish line of this part of my life.<br />
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Sandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18194262050927151890noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854074730193047039.post-12001140145270238012019-03-16T17:31:00.002-05:002019-03-16T17:31:47.629-05:00another move, more changes<div style="text-align: justify;">
after my oldest's daughter's visit, my husband was moved from the ID unit Beto to the Wall where he stayed from 06-08 March 2018 as he was once again in transfer mode. y TDCJ does this is beyond me. but there is nothing I can do. so I wait for where I can visit him and I worried. I still had not completely rested in God's hands all of me. I fretted. I was scared. I was in myself and not very open to what God was actually doin' in me. I had it in my head that I could handle this and so I was not fully surrendered to Daddy. I found it hard trusting him and was really wondering how soon his SOON really is. however, I made progress in the right direction becuz I had a church family that was doin' their best to show me love, acceptance, and it's ok to fail. however, I didn't want to admit any failure. man! how I wish I would have admitted failure in the way God needed me to. I may not have gone thru what I did in the coming months.</div>
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on 08 March 2018, Ken found himself in a very different kind of prison. in one of his letters he called it the "cadillac of prisons". the inmates were in cells that were quite spacious and roomy. Ken was glad to have only one roommate instead of 67. in Beto, he was in a cell all by himself, which he thoroughly enjoyed cuz he could really get to praising and worshipping the Lord in a deep way.</div>
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the unit Ken was now a resident of was privately owned but run under TDCJ rules. he found some men of like faith as he and they formed friendships. Ken enjoyed interacting with the chaplain and being involved. he enrolled in classes and continued growing his relationship with Daddy. my first visit to Diboll Correctional Center was really very nice. just like the other units, security had to be gone thru but I noticed a difference that was good. not a heaviness there. it was much nicer. the visiting room was more open with real windows and a door! one of the guards told me they sometimes let visitation happen outside if the room is too full. I never experienced it there. the visiting room was much more like a cafeteria setting. the tables were set up in 4 rows of 3 tables with 4 stools attached. I could touch ken's had much easier than at Beto. however, the stools were so hard to sit on. I no longer have lots of padding on my butt. I have lost the weight I once had. so I endured the hard stools for 2 hours each visit.</div>
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then in May 2018 after Mother's Day, I could no longer afford to drive down for any visits. it would be 8 very long weeks b4 I would once again see my husband. this was the beginning of the end of me the way I knew myself. Daddy had begun to tear me up one side and down the other. I had thought he was done with me in 2017 but he was only beginning. in June 2018, I began the journey of finding me, Sandi.</div>
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in April 2018, I took it upon myself to redo the house and get it ready to sell. but I did not follow Daddy's instructions. I disobeyed him and ended up worse off than I have ever been in my entire life. I failed so bad I just about gave up. I couldn't see my way out and I no longer cared if anything happened what was promised. my failure did it's best to bring me down. it almost succeeded. in June 2018, a short bible study happened that opened my eyes to myself. how I was focused on the wrong thing. not truly focused on Daddy nor was I trusting him. my failure and how I thought about myself almost did me in. another thing/person that Daddy used was my youngest daughter. what I saw in her, I saw in me that I had dealt with in my past. Daddy was using her struggle to show me that I was not where I should be. so my journey to find Sandi was now on.</div>
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I started it by standing in front of the mirror in my bathroom and saying, "Sandi, u r forgiven. God, I forgive u. Please forgive me. Sandi, u r beautiful and u have no blemish." did I fully believe it yet, not really. but it was my beginning. my husband had been telling me in his letters that he is proud of me and I am beautiful. his written words of love and encouragement started sinking in. my perception of who Sandi is was beginning to change. for so long, I was made to believe that I was worthless, no one really cared. I am not beautiful. my dreams r just that, dreams. but now the enemy was losing his grip on me becuz FEAR is a liar.</div>
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July saw the beginning of the end of owning the house my husband and I bought back in 1996 and where our 2 girls grew up. when I accepted an offer, I was relieved to be leaving that place but not relishing losing my privacy. in the couple of months my daughter and her husband looked and looked for a place finally settling on one in Kaufman County. I have come to love the small room I live in. it is absolutely perfect. October 2018 the house was officially signed over and in November 2018, I began the hardest part thus far in my walk with God.</div>
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moving from my own house to a small room took some time getting used. but I really do love this little room I am in. but once again, I did not listen to what Daddy said to me. I tried once again to do it on my own.</div>
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During this time visiting Ken was sporadic cuz of finances. after not seeing him for 8 long weeks, I was able to visit him in late July 2018 and a few more times in August 2018. September 2018 I saw him twice and in October 2018 I saw him 3 times. October 19, 2018 I saw him for almost 8 hrs and got to announce to all that attended the gathering he was gonna be a Papaw again. 8) in November, I saw him twice. and in December the same. December 23, 2018 was the last time I saw that year. it would be another 8 weeks before I would see him again.</div>
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Ken during all this time was attending his classes and finally got to do something. becuz of his age, his back surgery, and hypothyroidism the TDCJ would not let him work. I think Daddy wanted Ken to do nothing but spend time in God's word and build a right relationship with him. so not until Ken did that did Daddy open the door to be able to "work". he got to help with set up of church, screens, and sound system. he even got to run the sound system and make it sound perfect. Daddy was also using this new "job" to help Ken handle some little stuff that still needed to be weeded out. Ken failed and triumphed in these just as I was. Daddy was finally getting us ready to come back together.</div>
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well, now it is January 2019, I had been relunctantly looking for work but not really pushing it. for one, my car was now the only one working. that's right! I used it as an excuse. if I had listened to Daddy, I would have had a job already. but I didn't and now I live with the consequences. as I now take Less to work, I do not withhold or save what money I have left. I spend it on Less so he can do a better job. I was supposed to save that money and I didn't. all of January saw no visit with my husband. my daughter was putting only enough fuel to get Less to work and back. I was so hurt. of course, I resented it and was hurt. but Daddy had me. he was making look at myself and take my eyes off of people. my focus still was not on God, but myself and people.</div>
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February 2018 and my birthday was lonely. no visit with my husband. at this time, I am actually looking for a job. I am still not focusing on Daddy. I am trusting him only so much. I have become so heavy and lonely. I really thought no one really cared. I tried to put a good face on but my eyes told the truth. I was losing it.</div>
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all this time, my church family encouraged me. they loved me. they didn't judge me or push me away. I am still surprised at this and I know God has put me here. a few times I was tempted to leave that church family but I kept hearing the voice of a friend say, 'I'm not goin' anywhere. I will stay and see what God does.' and on March 17, 2019 she will get married. another friend drew out the truth from deep within me even tho she had a difficult time hearing what I said. but she cared enough to let me speak. it's not easy be torn apart by Daddy.</div>
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Ken in the meantime was struggling with the doc at the prison. the doc pulled his meds. he went from 3 grains to none. Ken coped the best he could until he finally had labs done in late December. the doc still did not let him have what he needed. only 1 grain until the labs came back. and then seeing that his TSH was so high only gave him .25 more. so for January, my husband was barely able to function 1.25 grains. in my opinion, that doc should be removed. but I have no say in that. it felt like the doc wanted my husband to die. but God helped Ken each day and got him thru. when I saw him on our anniversary February 23, 2018, I noticed that his thyroid was enlarged. I also saw it in December. February, the doc had him on 2 grains and no KOP even tho the specialist said Ken needed to be on 3 grains and to KOP. Ken filed 2 separate grievances. one in December and another in January I believe. the doc at Diboll threatened to have him moved to a facility that had 2 pill windows a day.</div>
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the visit on 23 February was not a peaceful one. in fact it was heavy. little did I know what was coming. I felt heavy for a while before the visit and then for a week more. we celebrated 34 years of marriage that day.</div>
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the feeling I had was so heavy. I did not want to drive back to the house and be reminded of my loneliness. I did not want to leave my husband at all. something was happening but I had no idea what.</div>
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my love for Ken has deepened and I have written it all in my journal that I hand write. I long for my husband to be here with me no matter where here is. I watch my married friends interact with one another and long to do the same. but I can't right now. this has definitely made its mark on me.</div>
Sandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18194262050927151890noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854074730193047039.post-47130488578499705192019-03-14T16:43:00.000-05:002019-03-16T17:57:29.253-05:00it's been a while...<div style="text-align: justify;">
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I am so sorry I have not kept up this blog over the past couple of years. to be honest, I had no real desire to becuz of all that I was goin' thru. so over the next few days, I will tell about mine and Ken's journey thru the TDCJ. I will not go into deep detail as we r still walking this road. I really want to share the struggle that we went thru and how Daddy got us both thru. this will pretty much be an overview of the different struggles, events, and situations we faced the past 2 yrs to the present day.</div>
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AFTER THE TRIAL and INTO TDCJ</div>
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when I saw ken walk thru the courtroom doors opposite me on 25 May 2017 to the hallway of incarceration, I was devastated. I was completely alone. I had no idea what he was in for now did he. I had no idea how I would keep goin'. the man that was my husband looked like a dead man walking. he looked defeated, walked defeated, and had no life in his eyes. my husband was now a convicted felon. I am now the wife of a convicted felon.</div>
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that first weekend was hard. I found out that I could visit so I did. my youngest daughter went with me. I was nervous, without a clue as to what I was supposed to do. but there were people waiting that helped me and I was so glad for that. seems Daddy was making sure I knew he was looking out for me. so I see my husband for the first time. he didn't look much different from when we parted that day. he told me that his thyroid meds were taken away and he had not had any since that day he was booked. I tried to be strong and upbeat but I was scared and unsure.</div>
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we were separated by glass so we had to use a phone to speak to one another. not fun for me at all. it was hard.</div>
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after leaving, I struggled to put things right. and that struggled continued cuz I had a hard time focusing on God. I couldn't really see passed myself. I visited my husband every weekend and we chatted as often as we could on the phone while he was in county jail. I found out that he didn't get any meds until 8 days in to his stay at county. that was after I had our doc call them. it was frustrating to see my husband suffer like that. I almost lost him in 2009 becuz of this hypothyroid stuff. they gave him 2 grains, which kept him functioning enough to obey the guards and have mobility. </div>
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he stayed in county jail until 26 June 2017 when he was moved to Gurney where he was processed into the TDCJ (Texas Department of Criminal Justice).</div>
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ken was in Gurney located in Palestine, TX from 26 June 2017 to 05 December 2017 when he was moved to Byrd in Huntsville, TX where he stayed from 05-15 December 2017. </div>
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once he left county jail, there were no more phone calls cuz TDCJ doesn't allow my carrier. it's a month to month one and they want a contract carrier. oh well. snail mail will have to be good enough. however, I am able to send email to him, he can't answer me tho. I get all answers in snail mail.</div>
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on 15 December 2017, my husband was moved to an ID unit. something we were told he would not see becuz of his short sentence. but for some reason he was placed there. he stayed there until 06 March 2018. Beto is right next door to Gurney. go figure.</div>
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while ken was in county jail, my life was a mess. my youngest daughter and her family moved in with me. I was glad they were there but I was also frustrated they were there. looking back, I wish I had done a few things differently. ken and I were both looking at ourselves while he was county jail. God was doin' a complete tear down in him and I was goin' thru questions and emotions of all sorts. one mail question I had to truly face was "do I still want to fight for my marriage?" after a few letters, I chose to forgive and fight for my marriage knowing full well what it meant. I also learned a lot thru the letters he wrote while in county jail.</div>
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then while ken was still county jail, I learned that my mom, brother, sister, and the others didn't want me at her wedding. what a shock when I was looking forward to escaping the situation for a short time to celebrate my mom. so as I finished her shawl, I did it with a heavy heart and couldn't careless if she liked it or not. I was so hurt. it took a long time to forgive but I forgive and have since let them know. I still travelled to the hotel ken and I booked back in April2017 cuz I couldn't get a refund. I didn't tell them I was there until that night of my mom's wedding. I saw the clouds coming in and asked Daddy to keep the rain away but it rained good and hard. I thought "wow! Daddy is sad I was excluded." I sat the desk in my room writing in my journal, still not able to see passed myself and who I now was.</div>
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I headed from there to Missouri to my sister-in-law who should have been home but had a massive heart-attack and was in hospital. on the road cruising 60 mph in the Blue Ridge Mountains, I got a 2 phone calls. one telling me that I am ok from my doc. the other that Ken was now on 3 grains of thyroid meds. I was also overwhelmed by Daddy as he told me what my story was. my story doesn't involve prison, drugs or alcohol. in fact, my story ain't much to look at. Daddy told me that my story was patient endurance and enduring patiently. Daddy showed me glimpses of my life as I patiently waited or endured situations that hurt deeply.</div>
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when I arrived in Missouri, I got situated and headed to hospital. I waited for my time to be able to sit with Sarai. as I sat in her room one day I saw that she seemed to alert. so I stood by her bedside and spoke directly to her. I told her my ken was ok. and it's ok to let go. I stayed one nite in a hotel there in Missouri.</div>
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I left to go stay in Bartlesville, OK in the same hotel on ken's and i's last visit. as I left my room on the 5th floor, I distinctively heard Daddy say, "do u want to come back here with ken?" I said, "yes. could we?" u see, God had told ken that when he came home, he needed to "GO". so ken believes that he is to first "GO" heal his marriage, then the rest of the family and friends he hurt and follow where Daddy leads. so I have been believing for the impossible for over 2 yrs now. really ever since this whole thing started in 2015.</div>
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I stayed for 2 nites in Bartlesville. I left on Friday morning cuz I wanted to make it for my first visitation with ken since county jail.</div>
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as I started out on my drive to Palestine, TX on HWY75, I got this pain in my chest like I was having a heart attack. but I wasn't. it was Daddy telling me something. I quickly thought thru stuff and landed on Sarai. I called out her name. "SARAI!" then I said, "she's gone, isn't she? Goodbye, Sarai." I drove on my way with a heavy heart but knew that one day, we will see each other again and then we could have our tea and chat then.</div>
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I arrived in Palestine, TX for what would be many visits at the Holiday Inn Express on Friday afternoon. I got my stuff in my room and relaxed the rest of the nite.</div>
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Saturday mornin' saw me up early so I could get to see ken. the visit was behind glass. but that was ok. I got to see him. when he entered the visiting area, I saw a glow I had not seen before. I could see it surrounding him, in his eyes, and his countenance. it was so good to see him. I felt like a little kid. our conversations consisted of stuff like the house, grandkids, and us. concerns were very much part of every conversation. we hadn't yet learned how to leave them in God's capable hands. God had done a wonderful work in my husband and I am seeing it for the first time. each visit from then on was anticipated.</div>
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at the end of July, God spoke to ken: I will execute extreme judgement on your behalf in your case and u will be home sooner than your paperwork says.</div>
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on the 27th of August I got to touch my husband for the first time in over 3 months. my first hug from him was so nice. that first kiss was special beyond anything thus far. holding his hand and his face in my hands was heavenly. Daddy was still working on him and me. him more so at the time.</div>
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I came to enjoy the drive down to our visit every week. the drive was my way of refreshing and relaxing. I love to travel. so I really enjoy long drives.</div>
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on one of those long drives, I was crying cuz Daddy was beginning the work in me that he needed to do. ya c, I had been holding blame against God, had unforgiveness in me and Daddy needed me to let that go. Daddy wanted me to forgive not only him but myself, my oldest daughter and my family. it was not easy to any of it. forgiving God was the first thing I did. my hearts cry has since become 'I want to live your heart, Daddy.' forgiving my oldest daughter came next.</div>
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on 31October2017 I met face to face with my oldest daughter. I told her everything I could and asked her forgiveness. we reconnected over the next few weeks slowly. I enjoyed seeing my oldest grandchildren once again. please pray for them as they have needs only God can handle.</div>
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Thanksgiving came and went. Christmas came and went. both holidays were very low-key for me. both my kids did their best to make it happy for all. these holidays r difficult for me anyway cuz my father died on 02 December 1997. I have not enjoyed that time of year for quite a while. I do my best to make it good for others.</div>
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by this time, my oldest daughter decides she wants to see her dad. so she makes sure her name is on the list of visitors. on 04 March 2018 she visits. the visit was ok. she could not see the change God had done in her dad. that is the sad part.</div>
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I will stop here and continue in the next post.</div>
Sandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18194262050927151890noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854074730193047039.post-58570583689035023682017-05-26T11:35:00.001-05:002017-05-26T11:35:59.133-05:00a very sad update on our situation... 25May2017<br />
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my husband had his day in court. it started on Monday, 22May2017. There r no words to describe how i am feeling right now.<br />
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jury selection was on Tuesday.<br />
testimony started Wednesday, 24May2017 with the prosecution. they took all day. and the drama and theatrics from Hannah Wright (no longer part of our family) and Saxon Wright (former granddaughter) were clearly on display.<br />
defense happened on Thursday, 25May2017 and lasted only a few hours.<br />
jury got the case at about 1130hrs. they deliberated for about 2.5 hrs. at about 1500 hrs the verdict was read aloud. it was unanimous, GUILTY of indecency with a child. the judge gave him 3 yrs.<br />
just found out that he can not get out on bond but he can appeal. i am gonna have to get the house ready to sell to pay off our other debts cuz i cannot afford it. i will also be looking for work. unless God does a miracle, and we can get Ken out so he can work and live. i am afraid my husband will have a difficult time staying alive in that jail.<br />
i want everyone to know that my husband is innocent of the charges. this was all driven by a person who is no longer part of the family. she has been released to her own ways and God will do as He sees fit.<br />
i know what is behind all of this and satan will not have his victory becuz Ken Freeman is God's child.<br />
our lawyer is looking into how to appeal and if we can get a new trial.<br />
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i know there is a possibility of loosing my husband while he is in jail. his hypothyroidism is so severe, his dietary needs r very specific, and his overall health is of great concern.<br />
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until next time...Sandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18194262050927151890noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854074730193047039.post-49004183747537513182017-04-18T15:37:00.001-05:002017-04-21T10:08:27.316-05:00an update<div style="line-height: normal; margin: 0px;">
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: Noteworthy-Light; font-size: large;">2) have to eliminate some of my favorite foods cuz it's needed to help keep me in balance.</span></span></span></span></div>
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Sandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18194262050927151890noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854074730193047039.post-83032759302864647152017-04-02T00:20:00.001-05:002017-04-03T20:59:55.515-05:00a beautiful day!<div>
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">the day started out with her not being very nice. she was quite upset about things not getting done as planned the nite b4. but her hubby was being very accommodating. he did everything he could to calm her down and help get things done. i did have to step in and tell her like it is a couple times. tho it still did not help. a few hours later tho she was brouht to the point of tears. let me explain a bit.</span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">a few weeks ago, i decided to have a gathering f family and friends. when i told Katie about it, she thought it a great idea. at first i did not want her to know it was to celebrate her wedding anniversary tho she quickly figured it out. we posted on the fam group page and privately. i prayed that we would get at least two people to come and i would consider it a success. i had done this b4 and no one showed. but i was hopeful that a few of Katie and Less' friends would come. not long after i set the date and got the menu decided, did Less decide to surprise Katie with a very special gift.</span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">with money tight and them just getting a place of their own, he could not afford a lot. however, Less did a great job of pulling a big surprise off without Katie figuring it out.</span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Katie had mentioned how she would like to have renewing of vows outside and very informal. well, her husband heard that and decided that since i wanted to have a gathering of family and friends, he would see if he could renew their vows as well. as i understand it, Less and Aaron played phone tag for a while but finally got it worked out. last minute calls to larry and melanie set it all in place.</span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">this day was blessed and i am blessed to have been part of it. meeting Larry and his wife, Carol,(thanks to Katie for telling me her name) was a blessing. they r some really real folks. meeting Melanie and Dave was also a blessing. finding real people from a church u enjoy helps me personally. and Aaron, well Aaron is a real dude as well. my hubby and i have really found a great church body to be part of. and i am glad we get to share it with Katie and Less. looking forward to having my mom meet these really real folks as well.</span></div>
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Sandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18194262050927151890noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854074730193047039.post-79750922435318464812017-03-18T01:43:00.002-05:002017-03-18T01:43:57.941-05:00it's late... or early...what a joy to hear my grandson singing praise to God!<br />
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when my grandkids stay overnite, i play worship music as they sleep. well, tonite, Gabriel awoke and just missed making it to the potty. when he went back to bed, i thought he had gone back to sleep. but then i heard a voice coming from where he was sleeping. at first i thought he was talking to his brother, which is a no no when they should be sleeping, but his brother was asleep. he was singing praise to God in a language i can not understand. but the joy in my heart and the smile on my face reflects of how proud i am of him. i sit here listening to him praise God. it is really beautiful to hear him sing, even if he can't sing at all. his praise is music to God's ears. i am at peace with Gabriel singing his praise to Him.<br />
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out of the mouths of babes, Your praises r heard. i am blessed to hear that praise sung to God by my grandson. i can only hope that God's praise becomes his life. after all, he is named after God's messenger angel.<br />
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grandchildren bring such joy into our lives. they really r blessings that we get to enjoy in our old age.<br />
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I LOVE MY GRANDBABIES!!! Sandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18194262050927151890noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854074730193047039.post-1460618027736239812017-03-09T22:31:00.000-06:002017-03-09T22:32:30.980-06:00still in shock...<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">tonite, at 1749 hours, i received a call from Serene's son. he called to let me know that his mom's surgery went well and she was doin' really good. he then asked if i had heard about what happened b4 Serene went in to surgery. i replied i had not. he then told me that her husband had passed away. they r having an autopsy done to find out why.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">i met Serene a few years ago thru a game i play on the internet called <a href="http://en.flyff.webzen.com/" target="_blank">FLYFF</a>. we became friends over the last few yrs. we chatted often in game and she helped me lvl a few of my characters. when she told me how she was limited by how she was cared for in her daughter's home, i hurt for her. i did my best to encourage her. she became a good friend pretty fast as did a few others. we would go in game just to chat many times. we skyped with the guild and others on <a href="http://en.flyff.webzen.com/" target="_blank">FLYFF</a>. good fun and smiles, we also shared when we were down and were soon brought to smiles and laughter by the others. some really good people in the game of <a href="http://en.flyff.webzen.com/" target="_blank">FLYFF</a>. a few others we both know r Cyclades, Vorosh, Alberto, Crazy, Shay'd, Bluberri, PuppyLove, BruisedKnuckles.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">not long ago, Serene, made the move here to Texas with her son Damon moving in with a man that became her husband. his name, Brad. he was a really nice guy. he was injured on the job if i remember correctly so he was on disability. he had already had several surgeries. but he wanted to make a special person in his life very happy by helping her out and asking her to marry him. for a while, it was a long distance relationship. but that didn't bother them. they felt like it was worth it. and it was worth it. it helped to keep Serene's spirit up in a place that tried to suppress it. Brad was sunshine in her day.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">to say the least, i was shocked but glad she skyped me. i had left short messages with no response. so i was glad to know she was alive and doin' well. i replied i would be praying for her. when i sent a short message later in the afternoon. she responded saying the surgeon had an emergency surgery and hers would be postponed until the 09th of March at 1400 hrs. bummer!! but that's how it goes sometimes. she spent the nite in hospital.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">please pray for Damon and Serene as they now need to find the money to stay where they r. by no means is Damon moving back to Louisiana. he said that emphatically to me. i know i will be praying that God draws both of them to Himself as He helps them walk this difficult road. Serene is hurting as she just lost the love of her life. even tho it was only a short time they shared together, they were just perfect for each other. </span></div>
Sandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18194262050927151890noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854074730193047039.post-13858694848992009082017-03-06T10:57:00.001-06:002017-03-06T10:57:51.031-06:00life - our jigsaw puzzle<p style="margin: 0px; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica; min-height: 15px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 17px;"><br></span></p><p style="margin: 0px; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica; min-height: 15px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 17px;">06 March 2017: Morning</span></p><p style="margin: 0px; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica; min-height: 15px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 17px;">EVERYWHERE I GO:</span></p><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Romans 8:28 NASB</span></p><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">[28] And we know that God causes all things to work together for good to those who love God, to those who are called according to His purpose.</span></p><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; min-height: 15px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></p><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">THE BIG PICTURE</span></p><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Romans 8:28 may be the most often quoted and misunderstood verse in all of the New Testament. It must be taken as a whole, not in pieces, for its truth to be rightly applied.</span></p><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">For many Christmases, my wife bought one of those 1,000 piece jigsaw puzzles as a family holiday project. We would get out a little card table, dump the box out, and get to the task of putting that puzzle together. I don't know if any of our boys particularly liked jigsaw puzzles, but we managed to make it into a sort of competition somehow, and they did like that.</span></p><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">When you're working a puzzle that size, it helps to find the corners, then fill in the outer edge, then the interior. I can't tell you the number of times one of us said, "There has to be a piece missing. I've touched every piece on this table, and not one of them fits this space."</span></p><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">A lot of us view life like a jigsaw puzzle. It's as if God has handed us the pieces and we struggle to make them fit. But God does not see it that way. In this puzzle we call life, He sees the whole even as we fumble with the pieces, and He causes it all to work together for our good and His glory for those who love Him, and are called according to His purpose.</span></p><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; min-height: 15px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></p><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">my thoughts:</span></p><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">looking at life from a jigsaw puzzle:</span></p><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">it helps to find the corners:</span></p><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">locating a corner makes it easier to see the shape of the piece needed.</span></p><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Christ is the cornerstone needed to begin putting our life together.</span></p><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; min-height: 15px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></p><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">then fill in the outer edge:</span></p><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">as each outer edge is put in place, glimpses of what it is inside can be seen.</span></p><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">after Christ is established as the cornerstone, our outer edging which includes friends and activities r cleaned up and made straiter.</span></p><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; min-height: 15px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></p><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">then the interior:</span></p><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">with the corners and edges in place, the more difficult task of putting the interior of the puzzle together begins in earnest.</span></p><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">now that Christ is firmly established as the cornerstone and our outward life is reflecting that, our more hidden interior is now being worked on. each piece that once was hidden in the mass of puzzle pieces can now be seen but not yet fit into the puzzle. this is where we find out that God works all things. He it is that configures our life to fit perfectly in the mix of all the other pieces.</span></p><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">there is no other that can fit ur puzzle perfectly together and have it display properly.</span></p><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; min-height: 15px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></p><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">each of us must come to a point in life that we surrender all that is holding us back. when we do, the puzzle is no longer a mass of unfittable pieces but a beautiful work of art that cannot be duplicated</span></p>Sandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18194262050927151890noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854074730193047039.post-14365714694685922902017-02-25T19:31:00.001-06:002017-02-27T23:49:24.936-06:00totally thrown for a loop!!<div style="text-align: justify;">
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<span style="color: #38761d;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">i am still trying to wrap my head around what happened on 23 February 2017. i was thrown for such a loop that it really did throw my plans to the wind in a good way. if my friend hadn't stepped in, we would not have had dinner that nite. let me start from the beginning...</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #38761d;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">the day started like any other, hubby got up and went to work and i slept until 0700 hrs. each morning i spend time with my Daddy in His Word and prayer for an hour or so. just b4 i rose to get my day started, i was asking Daddy to help me get everything that still needed to get done for my little anniversary dinner, give me patience so i could handle whatever came up. i was speaking out loud what i was gonna start with and praying that hubby would enjoy what i made for dinner. i was smart as i had thought ahead to get the homemade ranch dressing and sour cream done the day b4. but i was still undecided on the desert i wanted to do but was pretty sure it would be chocolate covered peanuts, possibly with a touch of peanut butter. (never made the chocolate.)</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #38761d;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">next thing i know, my friend knocks on the door. i tell her to come in but instead of who i am expecting, my husband is standing at the door with 2 bouquets of flowers. we later counted them as we split them up into 3 vases of 12 flowers in each one.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #38761d;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">after <span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">we got w<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">hat we wanted at the mall, it was time for lunch. so back to Applebee<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">'s we went. we enjoyed a very good meal. <span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Ken then asked if there was any<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">where i w<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">anted to go or<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> do. i told him that i would like to look for a small speaker that could <span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">hook up to my ipod so i <span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">don't have to use earphones and <span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">so others can also he<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">ar what i am listening to without h<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">aving to hook up to ste<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">reo in <span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">living room and have volume loud.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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Sandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18194262050927151890noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854074730193047039.post-12609847102454608172016-12-23T07:53:00.001-06:002016-12-23T07:53:50.700-06:00can u fathom this?<p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">23 December 2016</span></p><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; min-height: 15px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></p><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">NIV365-DAY:</span></p><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Ephesians 2:8-9 NASBS</span></p><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">[8] For by grace you have been saved through faith; and that not of yourselves, it is the gift of God; [9] not as a result of works, so that no one may boast.</span></p><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; min-height: 15px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></p><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">No Strings</span></p><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; min-height: 15px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></p><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">It’s hard to believe that God knows everything I’ve done and still accepts me.</span></p><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; min-height: 15px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></p><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Read</span></p><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; min-height: 15px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></p><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Our acceptance in God’s eyes is a no-strings-attached gift. It isn’t a reward for our good behavior. It’s not something we can pay God back for by doing all the things we think he wants us to do. God gave us our salvation. Jesus paid a high price for it, so it wasn’t free; but it’s free to us. It’s a gift that he wanted us to have because he is good and loving.</span></p><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; min-height: 15px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></p><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Paul said it like this: “It is by grace you have been saved, through faith — and this is not from yourselves, it is the gift of God — not by works, so that no one can boast” (Ephesians 2:8 – 9).</span></p><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; min-height: 15px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></p><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Think</span></p><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; min-height: 15px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></p><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">God’s grace is hard to grasp because in the world nothing comes for free. Grace is the way of God because that’s how deep his love goes. The awkwardness we feel when we realize Jesus died to save us and there’s nothing we can do to earn our salvation is a glimpse of how deep God’s love and goodness goes. It’s almost awkward to be loved this deeply. This is intense, overwhelming love. It’s love beyond anything we could ever repay. It’s too much. It’s too good. And, well, that’s who God is. He is too good. He is too much. He is overwhelming love.</span></p><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; min-height: 15px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></p><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Live</span></p><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; min-height: 15px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></p><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">When you sin, return to God. But remind yourself of what Jesus did in order for you to do so. Then, even though it’s difficult, bring your sin and guilt to God and receive the love that he offers in exchange. Sit in the intensity of the moment; don’t run from it.</span></p><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; min-height: 15px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></p><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">As you experience all kinds of feelings, know this: You’re experiencing the intensity of God’s love. This is God’s heart. He is audaciously loving, shockingly kind and unfailingly forgiving. Let it sink in to your heart that this is who he is and what his heart is like. He is so incredibly good.</span></p><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; min-height: 15px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></p><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Taken from NIV The Great Rescue Bible</span></p><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; min-height: 15px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></p><p style="margin: 0px; line-height: normal; min-height: 15px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></p><p style="margin: 0px; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica; min-height: 15px;"><br></p>Sandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18194262050927151890noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854074730193047039.post-44976045829135889402016-12-13T10:38:00.001-06:002016-12-13T10:38:45.694-06:00my Christmas wish list...🤔<div><br></div><div><p style="margin: 0px; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;">13 December 2016</p>
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<p style="margin: 0px; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;">Matthew 6:20 NASBS</p>
<p style="margin: 0px; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;">[20] But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust destroys, and where thieves do not break in or steal;</p>
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<p style="margin: 0px; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;">Jesus urges his followers not to collect “treasures on earth” because the temporary trinkets of the world don’t last. Some break down or rust away. Termites make lunch out of others. Instead, Jesus commands us to seek real profits — not material ones that pad only our wallets, but spiritual ones that benefit our souls. These heavenly treasures represent an investment opportunity too good to pass up. When Jesus says, “For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also” (verse 21), he means that we naturally worship our first love. If we love money and worldly treasures, we can offer God no higher than second place in our lives.</p>
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<p style="margin: 0px; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;">*Would you describe your most important investments as “treasures on earth” or “treasures in heaven”?</p>
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<p style="margin: 0px; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;">*What evidence is there of your answer?</p>
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<p style="margin: 0px; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;">*What steps can you take to become more faithful in storing up treasures in heaven rather than here in this world?</p>
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<p style="margin: 0px; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;">Matthew 6:21 NASBS</p>
<p style="margin: 0px; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;">[21] for where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.</p>
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<p style="margin: 0px; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;">when i remember what is truly important, and what the real treasure is, i am brought back to the simple things in life money can not buy. </p>
<p style="margin: 0px; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;">all my "stuff" and money is temporary. investing in my relationships with family and friends, sharing my struggles, victories, and me is what matters. all the "stuff" and money i have r tools to help me invest in what is eternal.</p>
<p style="margin: 0px; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica; min-height: 15px;"><br></p></div><div>my Christmas wish list...</div><div>1) apple computer w/27in monitor</div><div>2) apple ipad pro 9.7in 128g</div><div>3) alienware laptop</div><div>4) <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">apple iphone7 plus</span></div><div><br></div><div>i have thought long and hard on what i would like to have on my wish list.</div><div><br></div><div>these 4 items r expensive and not something i can just pick up any time i may want to. that is y these 3 items r on a wish list. i cannot afford these 4 items but could definitely put them to very good use in my everyday living.</div><div><br></div><div>notice the order i have placed them in.</div><div>the first item on my wish list happens to be expensive. but that is not y i placed it first on my list. i placed it first becuz i would like to have that one more than the other 3 items. the system i have now is functional but old. this old system does what it needs to do. however, as with older computer systems, there r problems that occur. one problem my current system has is quite major. it does not like to do a simple restart. i have to do a hard shut down. the desktop and monitor take up quite a bit space as well. there r a few other minor things with it as well.</div><div>having the system on my wish list will allow me to: 1) place it in the corner of the room on an arm so i can see the screen from anywhere in the room, 2) connect my current ipad so i can watch baseball, football, hockey(yes i like sports), and see my crochet graph patterns better, 3) allow me to play my only internet game much easier.</div><div><br></div><div>the cost of this item makes it a wish, as do the other 3 items listed.</div><div><br></div><div>getting the ipad pro would be an upgrade to what i have now. the alienware laptop would allow me to play my game, and watch videos on the go. the iphone7 would give me a bigger screen so i could see it better.</div><div><br></div><div>now, with all that said, am i wrong for wanting these things?</div><div>no, i am not wrong in wanting these things.</div><div><br></div><div>let me explain.</div><div>wanting something is not wrong. wanting something and putting it before all else is.</div><div>the old computer system i have works. the ipad air works. my laptop works. my iphone 5s works. so God and i have chatted about my wish list. He knows all the reasons y i really want them. He has also shown me that even tho these items will make things easier for me, there r more important things i need to think of first.</div><div><br></div><div><div>Matthew 6:33 NASBS</div><div>[33] But seek first His kingdom and His righteousness,...</div></div><div>seeking God's kingdom is more important than my Christmas wish list for one reason, JESUS. Jesus came to claim what is rightfully His even tho we still have to choose Him.</div><div>it is more important that i share Jesus with people around me than it is to have my Christmas wish list items.</div><div><br></div><div>my husband constantly reminds me how my ipad, laptop, iphone and desktop computer r all tools. he is totally right. they r tools! my ipad has several Bible translations on them. it also allows me to check email, surf the web, and keep up with friends and family. my laptop allows me to work remotely. my iphone5s allows me to make phone calls along with surfing the web and chatting.</div><div>these tools i can use to help others, grow my relationship with God, and entertain myself.</div><div>the money is the key thing here. what is more <b><i>important</i></b> to me? is it getting what <b><i>i</i></b> <i style="font-weight: bold;">want</i> or putting the money toward helping God get His message out to those around me?</div><div>i have thought long and hard on this.</div><div><br></div><div>the first part of this blog talks about treasures.</div><div>my treasure will be God's treasure. i will cheerfully share my Jesus with those around me. i will let my Christmas wish list be just that, a wish list. i will not covet the items on the list nor will i put those items above my relationship with God and those around me. i will enjoy what i already have thanking God each day i get to share what i have.</div><div>i will put my treasure in heaven and enjoy life each day.</div><div><br></div><div>live life sharing, u can draw people to God in ways only God can. it is really cool seeing results u have prayed for in people happen before your own eyes. seeing God do His thing in family is so special. i am watching miracle after miracle happen to people around me. so it puts my wish list in the proper perspective.</div><div><br></div><div>do i still want the items on my wish list?</div><div>yes, i do. but in God's time and not before.</div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div>Sandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18194262050927151890noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854074730193047039.post-45310592479937648232016-11-23T08:42:00.001-06:002016-11-23T08:42:44.710-06:00update on our situationto get up to where we r today...<div><br></div><div>20 September 2016</div><div>the pretrial and trial were postponed until early next year. seems that they need more time to prepare.</div><div>the new dates: pretrial is on 13 January 2017 with the trial set for 13 February 2017. so we have to deal with this a bit longer thru another holiday season.</div><div>this entire thing has been a learning experience. and not one i care to go thru ever again.</div><div><br></div><div>October 2016</div><div>hubby got a job offer from Parkland Hospital. it took them just over a month to get all of the details worked out. Parkland was very thorough and checked each of my husband's previous jobs. and one was not very cooperative, which is y it took so long. a thorough background check was also done, which we were a bit concerned about. however, since God is in control of our situation, we had to trust that <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">God would take care of it.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">as we waited for the official written offer to come, hubby began to wonder. but each time, God reminded him to just trust Him. apparently, God really wants my hubby working at Parkland. so he waited.</span></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">around the 17th of October, hubby received, thru email, the writtren job offer. taking little time to mull it over, he signed the papers and faxed them back.</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">orientation day was set for 31 October 2016.</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">the friday before he was to start, they called and told him the background check was not complete. again, we were a bit apprehensive. but God and Parkland both told us that it was a hang up on one of his work history that was causing the problem. the same one that has hampered him before.</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">by the 2nd of November, it was all ironed out. he was good to go on the 7th of November for orientation.</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">it has been just over 2 weeks since he started and as usual, he has already made a difference.</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><br></font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">22 November 2016</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">it has been a while since we had spoken with our lawyer. but we have come to learn that our lawyer is doing what he does best. right now it's a lot of behind the scenes kind of stuff going on preparing for the pretrial.</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">on the 22nd both hubby and i had separate calls with our lawyer. he was wanting to make sure about certain things and clarify others. so the behind the scenes prep is heating up.</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><br></font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">23 November 2016</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">today is a good day. last nite hubby shared that he is to "micromanage" the projects he is working on. there is a lot of work to do to get the hospital systems in a more efficient working order. gonna be painful as the IT department gets things working just right. but hubby has told me there r some really good people that actually know what they r doing and, they r good at what they do. i get the idea that he is gonna enjoy working with them. 🙂</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><br></font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">so there it is. thank u all for keeping us in your prayers.</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">until next time...</font></div>Sandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18194262050927151890noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854074730193047039.post-36486098846399677442016-11-21T11:12:00.001-06:002016-11-21T11:12:51.859-06:00hmmm... good question<p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; direction: ltr; line-height: 1.6; text-rendering: optimizelegibility;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">below is a question posted on blog for a yarn give-a-way. i had to really think on my answer. it has been hard at times to keep my focus on y i always loved this time of year.</span></p><p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; direction: ltr; line-height: 1.6; text-rendering: optimizelegibility;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></p><p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; direction: ltr; line-height: 1.6; text-rendering: optimizelegibility;">a few days after thanksgiving in 1997, my dad graduated from this life to Heaven. ever since, this holiday season has never been the same for me. decorating the house became a chore and i was no longer "in the spirit of the season". i tried for many years to get it back the way it was. i decorated for the kids sake and then my grandchildren.</p><p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; direction: ltr; line-height: 1.6; text-rendering: optimizelegibility;">last year, in 2015, was the last time i decorated the house. no tree, only the small stuff was put out. there will be no grand celebrations here as my family has been torn apart by a horrible accusation. my heart is no longer in it.</p><p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; direction: ltr; line-height: 1.6; text-rendering: optimizelegibility;"><br></p><p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; direction: ltr; line-height: 1.6; text-rendering: optimizelegibility;">thanksgiving has made me think about what is most important.</p><p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; direction: ltr; line-height: 1.6; text-rendering: optimizelegibility;">i am thankful for a house to keep me warm.</p><p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; direction: ltr; line-height: 1.6; text-rendering: optimizelegibility;">i am thankful for a husband that seeks after God.</p><p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; direction: ltr; line-height: 1.6; text-rendering: optimizelegibility;">i am thankful for a husband that loves me.</p><p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; direction: ltr; line-height: 1.6; text-rendering: optimizelegibility;">i am thankful for food to eat each day.</p><p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; direction: ltr; line-height: 1.6; text-rendering: optimizelegibility;">i am thankful that Jesus took me in and made me His child.</p><p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; direction: ltr; line-height: 1.6; text-rendering: optimizelegibility;">i am thankful for my children and grandchildren. tho my oldest is out of our lives at the moment.</p><p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; direction: ltr; line-height: 1.6; text-rendering: optimizelegibility;"><br></p><p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; direction: ltr; line-height: 1.6; text-rendering: optimizelegibility;">here is the question and my answer for the yarn give-a-way. i can only hope to win this beautiful yarn as many have entered. here is the link if u would like to enter for chance to win <a href="http://www.ilikecrochet.com/ilc-blog/win-yarn-to-make-the-sugar-plum-hat-cowl/#comment-49317" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">http://www.ilikecrochet.com/ilc-blog/win-yarn-to-make-the-sugar-plum-hat-cowl/#comment-49317</a></p><p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; direction: ltr; line-height: 1.6; text-rendering: optimizelegibility;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">check out the rest of her blog as she is very talented in designing patterns and CAL's.</span></p><p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; direction: ltr; line-height: 1.6; text-rendering: optimizelegibility;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></p><p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; direction: ltr; line-height: 1.6; text-rendering: optimizelegibility;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">what do i love most about this time of year?<br style="box-sizing: border-box;">hmmm… let me think.<br style="box-sizing: border-box;">i truly enjoy the time with family, remembering those who r no longer with us and celebrating their lives as we gather together and give thanks for what we have. even the travel time to get to the destination is a fun time with the anticipation and excitement building. there is comfort and peace and lots of love when we gather together and share in a feast of thanksgiving. yes, thanksgiving is what i love best this time of year.</span></p><p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; direction: ltr; line-height: 1.6; text-rendering: optimizelegibility;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></p><p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; direction: ltr; line-height: 1.6; text-rendering: optimizelegibility;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">in Christ,</span></p><p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; direction: ltr; line-height: 1.6; text-rendering: optimizelegibility;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">sandi</span></p>Sandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18194262050927151890noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854074730193047039.post-478414168299085962016-09-30T15:09:00.001-05:002016-09-30T15:09:27.494-05:00Positive Encouraging K-LOVE<a href="http://www.klove.com/#.V-7Ga5rbIOE.blogger">Positive Encouraging K-LOVE</a>Sandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18194262050927151890noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854074730193047039.post-41434041609885822822016-09-26T18:00:00.001-05:002016-10-19T10:27:36.381-05:00update on our situation...<div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">have been busy...</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">here's what i have thus far...</span></div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div>29June2016:<br>today we had a court date.<br><br>our lawyer had asked the special prosecutor to reassess this case and let him know how they saw the case. <br>special prosecutor came up with a recommendation of 12yrs in prison. our last court date in May, had no restrictions for ken concerning bond. we couldn't believe what the special prosecutor was saying.<br><br>our lawyer and ken did not accept this. <br><br>we r now set for trial on 24October2016. pretrial date is set for 21September2016. <br><br>again, we r standing on God's Word. in 2 Kings 19, Hezekiah went strait to God in the temple. he laid the letter out and prayed. God answered. both of us believe God will take care of our situation in a similar way. <br>both Ken and i have a peace that passes understanding. the peace we have really cannot be explained. this experience has really let us see God's hand working in our lives. our relationship is stronger and deeper. individually, our relationship with God is stronger and deeper as well. with each step, we r seeking God.<br><br>once again, i thank u all for praying, standing, and remembering us. please continue to pray for truth, grace, mercy, and forgiveness.</span><div><div><br></div><div>26July2016</div><div>started out like a normal day but ended up bein' everything but that.</div><div>after hubby arrived at work, it wasn't long b4 he was asked to "step into my office". the conversation had him in total shock. in fact, the entire management were in shock of what they had to do.</div><div>from what hubby tells me, the management were told that morning to let people go. so at 1100 hrs, ken was back home without a job. he tells me that the man who had to this had tears in his eyes and sadness that he had to let good employees go. from what ken understands, the firings r related to the company making changes. his guess, offshoring.</div><div>what makes this a surprise to him was he had no prior warning in his spirit. otherwise, he would have been looking b4 he was let go. this time whwn he came home, i sensed some stress that wasn't there in the previous times this happened.</div><div>how r we gonna pay our lawyer? the bills? even if i get a job, it would not cover them. we placed this in God's hands and ken started the search for a new job.</div><div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br>16September2016</span></div><div><div style="direction: inherit;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">just found out that out pretrial date is being changed. no idea when the pretrial date will be reset. becuz pretrial date is changing, the trial date is also changing. no idea on that date either. will let u know when dates have been set.</span></div><div style="direction: inherit;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div style="direction: inherit;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">going on in background is the gathering of information. we were told by our lawyer that he has been doing his "homework". the cost of this case is staggering but God is supplying everything we need up to this point.</span></div><div style="direction: inherit;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div style="direction: inherit;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">ken is still looking for a job. he has an interview on Tuesday, 20September2016. looks promising. will let everyone know how that goes as well.</span></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div>22September2016</div><div style="direction: inherit;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">found out on 20September2016 the new dates of the pretrial and trial. looks like we have to walk a few more months with this hanging up in the air. we know God has this all in His hands so we walk with His strength and peace.</span></div><div style="direction: inherit;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div style="direction: inherit;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">PRETRIAL: <a href="x-apple-data-detectors://0" dir="ltr" x-apple-data-detectors="true" x-apple-data-detectors-type="calendar-event" x-apple-data-detectors-result="0" style="-webkit-text-decoration-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.258824);">13 January 2017</a></span></div><div style="direction: inherit;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">TRIAL: <a href="x-apple-data-detectors://1" dir="ltr" x-apple-data-detectors="true" x-apple-data-detectors-type="calendar-event" x-apple-data-detectors-result="1" style="-webkit-text-decoration-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.258824);">13 February 2017</a></span></div><div style="direction: inherit;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div style="direction: inherit;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">please continue to pray that truth, mercy, forgiveness reign as we walk in this during holidays. our lawyer has done his homework and is ready for the "fight". </span></div><div style="direction: inherit;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div style="direction: inherit;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">ken:</span></div><div style="direction: inherit;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">on 20 September 2016, ken went for a physical interview.</span></div><div style="direction: inherit;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">from what ken told me, he hit it off well with the interviewer. he, himself, was impressed with interviewer as well. of course he had to answer questions about handling job requirements as well as questions about himself.</span></div><div style="direction: inherit;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div style="direction: inherit;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">ken left there feeling good about the man he would work with if he got the job. appears the gentlemen is a believer in Christ. and ken liked the reason he went to work there: he wanted his work to make a difference. that statement stood out to ken.</span></div><div style="direction: inherit;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div style="direction: inherit;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">since God is in charge of ken's job situation, we wait to see what happens next. a background check is sure to be done on those chosen.</span></div><div style="direction: inherit;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div style="direction: inherit;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">thanks for praying for ken and i. we really do appreciate it. God has done some awesome stuff in us, for us, and with us. one day i hope to share it.</span></div><div style="direction: inherit;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div>until next update, keep building your relationship with JESUS.<br><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div></div></div>Sandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18194262050927151890noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854074730193047039.post-26183255894425202342016-09-26T17:21:00.001-05:002016-09-26T17:27:55.206-05:00gone home<p style="margin: 0px; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;">today, we lost a strong warrior, loving father, and teacher at CHRIST FOR THE NATIONS. Dr Carrol Thompson collapsed while teaching at CFNI this morning. his oldest son, Victor, lives in Forney and carries on in his dad's footsteps of preaching and teaching God's Word. please pray for the Thompson family, family of CFNI, and the students who walked thru this.</p><p style="margin: 0px; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;"><a href="http://cfni.org/">http://cfni.org/</a> for more info. </p><p style="margin: 0px; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;"><br></p>
<p style="margin: 0px; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;">Dr. Thompson's classes were always full and he cared deeply for each of his students. i experienced his teaching in DELIVERANCE class. he took us thru the Temple showing how it related to forgiveness and deliverance. he was also one of the men who baptized my family at CFNI. he made quite an impression on me.</p><p style="margin: 0px; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;"><br></p><p style="margin: 0px; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;">Dr Thompson was always willing to talk with u and would pray with u. i know that he prayed for every student holding a special place in his heart for the foreign students. he had a large heart for missions and was heavily involved in the mission trips. he often shared his experiences while teaching and often hung out with the students.</p><p style="margin: 0px; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;"><br></p><p style="margin: 0px; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;">i sometimes witnessed my father and he chatting and/or praying. my dad even built a few cabinet pieces for his kitchen. DrThompson was always in demand. seems God gave him wisdom that helped many of us in our daily lives.</p><p style="margin: 0px; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;"><br></p><p style="margin: 0px; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;">Dr Carroll Thompson will be greatly missed at CFNI. he will be missed by all who knew him. i pray that all his family will be filled with God's joy, peace, strength as they and the rest of us mourn his passing.</p><p style="margin: 0px; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;"><br></p><p style="margin: 0px; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-family: Helvetica;">celebrating a life lived in Christ with joy, smiles, and peace will be how i remember a man who made such a difference in my life</p>Sandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18194262050927151890noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854074730193047039.post-43639935955791945192016-05-04T17:15:00.001-05:002016-05-04T17:15:22.664-05:00date is set... ongoing situation<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">just got notification that a court date has been set for <a dir="ltr" href="x-apple-data-detectors://0" x-apple-data-detectors="true" x-apple-data-detectors-type="calendar-event" x-apple-data-detectors-result="0">17May2016</a>. we do not know what this court date is for. <br>over the past couple of months, it had been very quiet due to assistant DA's walking out becuz of the DA here in the county of Dallas. <br>please continue praying for truth, peace, strength, forgiveness, wisdom, and knowledge for all involved.<br>ken and i have been experiencing "new" things in our walk with God, both individually and together. we have experienced the courts of heaven:<br><br>COURTS OF HEAVEN<br>ROBERT HENDERSON<br>Fisher of Men Productions<br><a dir="ltr" href="https://m.youtube.com/results?q=courts%20of%20heaven&sm=1" x-apple-data-detectors="true" x-apple-data-detectors-type="link" x-apple-data-detectors-result="2">https://m.youtube.com/results?q=courts%20of%20heaven&sm=1</a><br><br>and r silencing our accuser as God reveals what the accuser is saying about us. this is our 'working out our salvation' and sanctification. believe me! this is life changing. all the accuser has been saying, to this date, has been silenced. We have seen God's cleansing righteousness in action. God's passion has been witnessed, experienced and is totally awesome!<br>so, as we prepare for this court date, we r ready b4 God. there is no fear, anxiety, or trepidation. we r standing on God's word and trusting that He has this in His complete control. giving ALL praise, thanksgiving, glory, and honor to God as the song in Revelation says.<br>thank u again for standing with us in prayer b4 God our father.</span>Sandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18194262050927151890noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854074730193047039.post-21423855176065599362016-04-01T20:35:00.001-05:002016-05-04T17:23:30.571-05:00update! another grandbaby? definitely! boy or girl?looks like i may have more blessing coming my way. otc pregnancy test gives positive about 3-4 weeks along. will know more after her doc app't.<div><br></div><div>Gabriel just turned 2. Elijah will be 1 in may. in 9 months, possibly, another grandbaby will be celebrated. hhhhmmmmm..... </div><div><br></div><div>update</div><div>the clinic confirmed the pregnancy. my youngest daughter is about 5 weeks and due in early December. yes, i am excited. and my mom will add another great grandbaby to her clan. 😊 will share more when i know more.</div><div><br></div><div>update</div><div>doc has confirmed pregnancy. it's officially official. 😃 grandbaby #5 is definitely coming.</div><div>please pray for my youngest as she carries this precious cargo. they r wanting a girl. my daughter is extremely overweight, having difficulty walking due to the weight the knees have to carry. she is trying to loose the weight but struggles to keep moving for any length of time. and being pregnant brings its own set of struggles.</div><div>love my daughter very much and wish i could help out more but i do not live close enough to help. she has a loving husband and 2 rambunctious little boys. such blessings they r. 😀</div>Sandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18194262050927151890noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854074730193047039.post-6476647324422178592016-03-31T15:40:00.001-05:002016-03-31T15:40:51.354-05:00homemade chicken tenders<div><br></div><div>making chicken tenders for first time along with sweet potatoe fries. 😀 here is a pictorial of what i did. the recipe can be found at allrecipes.com best ever chicken nuggets.</div><div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXHo17jcdoDcDUVn27FH9ULrK9kTBaPcdWb2c7_9QzCKdKczww0_b7AG-cHuVn-mh0qL7wIC7SMXy96w99dP1Y1JBjcINKFyY5qTfN4qKyvEfxH51oJ6Y_MO5fpXSZUEYvknf6lZY0cMk/s640/blogger-image--1768722827.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXHo17jcdoDcDUVn27FH9ULrK9kTBaPcdWb2c7_9QzCKdKczww0_b7AG-cHuVn-mh0qL7wIC7SMXy96w99dP1Y1JBjcINKFyY5qTfN4qKyvEfxH51oJ6Y_MO5fpXSZUEYvknf6lZY0cMk/s640/blogger-image--1768722827.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZn5N1hVW9Ir_sP7PGbT7s7Wns186CblUeeRxaywKStSe6_oXSSI7bi1VgzORNX707w5LIQ72vw-fi-s9O-33viTf4CnNUcE2FRxEgmzcI6tNIJeJ8z-ABCVrhwDj9fv8-jf0VARuzHCI/s640/blogger-image-663020765.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZn5N1hVW9Ir_sP7PGbT7s7Wns186CblUeeRxaywKStSe6_oXSSI7bi1VgzORNX707w5LIQ72vw-fi-s9O-33viTf4CnNUcE2FRxEgmzcI6tNIJeJ8z-ABCVrhwDj9fv8-jf0VARuzHCI/s640/blogger-image-663020765.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinGc71v3oqhOFVvMHSwhFCDmdGggt5G4LTag4ESGFpZIoOhl-ZSUiSA4PZH3nwogU1KOR3-AuR0GonnIvYbirAM6NdJgwawLW2wg88ZpPJsqdr8Jr3I5uqSnYHGBlzh3TH3DWKNFkKVKM/s640/blogger-image--201236171.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinGc71v3oqhOFVvMHSwhFCDmdGggt5G4LTag4ESGFpZIoOhl-ZSUiSA4PZH3nwogU1KOR3-AuR0GonnIvYbirAM6NdJgwawLW2wg88ZpPJsqdr8Jr3I5uqSnYHGBlzh3TH3DWKNFkKVKM/s640/blogger-image--201236171.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTLoRo8O4IZTqvVqI22EUFHRnVzNtCPPhyphenhyphenif0FA4Pz5iIIwP5XGEtKDQO4zdMnGTzWEKfZ6aHt3_T5WApIiMmtISRTM-d5Rg1XQTvPgGsGoCdFTb2TYP0XhMeWAqAMAFEOfEiWs-6P01I/s640/blogger-image-480529695.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTLoRo8O4IZTqvVqI22EUFHRnVzNtCPPhyphenhyphenif0FA4Pz5iIIwP5XGEtKDQO4zdMnGTzWEKfZ6aHt3_T5WApIiMmtISRTM-d5Rg1XQTvPgGsGoCdFTb2TYP0XhMeWAqAMAFEOfEiWs-6P01I/s640/blogger-image-480529695.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">and there u have it! home made chicken tenders made with gluten free 1to1 baking flour.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">and here's the taste test...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi46Pr_o_gBGwG7Y4i3Kg750-4fpyv_jjNBX72FfcaAor8aQ0JN6XzV8z8-Ybhpd0GqimW426UEU5qszmfHFFefhD5mtx8IoGJs89Xu9-n5SPRO4XM_B4pamuLhckt0vP-aHglM4LDkiDw/s640/blogger-image--2115222626.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi46Pr_o_gBGwG7Y4i3Kg750-4fpyv_jjNBX72FfcaAor8aQ0JN6XzV8z8-Ybhpd0GqimW426UEU5qszmfHFFefhD5mtx8IoGJs89Xu9-n5SPRO4XM_B4pamuLhckt0vP-aHglM4LDkiDw/s640/blogger-image--2115222626.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">so my tenders made their mark. they r good.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">next time, i tweek the seasoning and coating a bit. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">until next time... enjoy the day!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><br></div><br></div></div>Sandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18194262050927151890noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854074730193047039.post-80666683384146128662016-03-22T23:52:00.001-05:002016-03-22T23:57:24.568-05:00ongoing situation<div>well, it's been awhile since we had news of what's going on with our situation.</div><div><br></div><div>late tonite, hubby received a message from our lawyer. we now know y nothing has moved forward in our case. there is no one in DA office to handle anything. apparently all the ASS'T DA'S walked out.</div><div>our lawyer asked ken if he should push for a trial. ken responded asking him to ask for a dismissal.</div><div><br></div><div>will let u know more when i learn more.</div><div><br></div><div>thank u all for praying. <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">please continue praying.</span></div>Sandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18194262050927151890noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854074730193047039.post-85659392578096449972016-03-22T19:20:00.001-05:002016-03-22T19:20:34.126-05:00oh brother!<div>just got back from picking up ken from behind the doc's office.</div><div><br></div><div>at 1834 hrs, i received a facetime call from hubby. he blew a rear tire while in a turning steeply. he has superficial injuries for the most part. however, his right shoulder did pop as he landed on his elbow, which took the brunt of the fall.</div><div>apparently, as he was in the approach of his turn, the rear tire lost air causing him to go down. the scrapes look bad but r definitely superficial. the crank side of the bike is visibly damaged. the brifters, also, were slightly damaged. and with the wind and he in a turn, i can see how the bike could have handle bar damage.</div><div>the good thing? he is gonna be fine. the bad? he has to replace the back derailer, more than likely the brifters, and maybe a rear rim.</div><div><br></div><div>we have about one month b4 the first bike rally.</div>Sandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18194262050927151890noreply@blogger.com3