THINKING!

I guess I am thinking - so many things running through my mind that I can't decide what I thinking the most about. I guess I am thinking mostly about how to encourage someone. I always want to be uplifting and not negative. We see so many negative things in this life. I suppose the best way to do that is to tell you how someone encouraged me.

We all go through times when it seems things go wrong. Sometimes they come one valley behind the other and we don't have time for a mountain top experience. I have a song somewhere that says I'm not in the valley, I'm just changing mountain tops. I think it seems to be just the opposite with me sometimes. I want to say I'm not on the mountain, I'm just changing Valley drops. It is in those times that I could really be negative about life, but I have learned to look around me and see needs far greater than mine. I debated with myself about putting this little writing on. I know it has to be condensed but here goes:

A couple years ago my husband and I were going through a very trying time. We don't usually make our request known at church. We just have special request. But a young mother with nine children was very sensitive to the Holy Spirit's leadings. She pulled up in our driveway one day with a little potted mum and said "I just wanted to stop by and let you know that you are loved and the church is praying for you." She did not stay but that visit meant the world to me. Last Christmas I gave her a Christmas card with a little letter inside and reminded her of the little mum and what a blessing it had been. I don't remember all I wrote but she had stuck it in her purse and forgotten it until several days later. She said she got up real early before her children- trying to get some things done. She came across the letter and said that I would never know what that letter did for her. I wrote this little story about the little mum!

MY LITTLE MUM

"Yes, my Little Mum! What a blessing you have been! You came from the hands of a friend when I was at a very low point in my life. No big plant were you, just a little golden plant with your pot wrapped in red paper. At the time - I sat you on the table and watered you- but eventually you were dropping your blooms and turning a little frizzled at the leaves. Little did I know what part you would play the next couple years. The message I got with you was "You are loved and we are praying for you." Thanks to someone who took time to pass you on to me! You were planted outside in the winter months and not really much to look at. You made it through the winter months because you were protected with a coffee can. You were really out of sight waiting for the Spring to come so you could make an appearance. I started thinking about you weathering the the freeze and the rain and wondering if you would be there when Spring came. Usually what I plant seems to die. I don't have a green thumb! It seemed you were different! You were waiting for the coffee can to be lifted so you could get light. The can was finally lifted and way down close to the ground I could see you had a little green sprout. You were going to make it! You had weathered the storm!"

That made me think of what my life would be without my Savior. Not very significant, nothing much for the eye to behold. Until one day I was handed a Gift! The gift of salvation! I was forgiven and life would be easy. Or so I though. Like my little mum - there would be dark days and days when I felt like I really did not feel like I would amount to anything. I was given the this Gift Of Salvation at any early age. I thank the Lord many times over that I was sensitive to Him as a child. But even then there were days that I did not understand a lot of things. But the Holy Spirit let me know that whatever I went through that He would be there with me. I had a lot of growing to do. Like my little mum, I needed to get out from under the "coffee can" and get a lot more light. The Light of The Holy spirit would help my little sprig of green to grow.

"Well, little mum, I got side tracked. Where was I? Oh yes! You had weathered the winter and now was getting the sun light. You did pretty good and I was looking to the Fall Season when you would bloom. I cultivated around you and then forgot all about you for awhile."

This particular year was a bad year for me physically! I had trouble with my eyes and could hardly see. Everything was a blur! It really was not a serious matter, just aggravating. A simple 45 second prodedure with laser to put my implants back down and I saw perfect. Next, I had trouble with constant pain in my side. The doctor could fine nothing. Knowing I had already had two surgeries for cancer - I feared the worse. In July, one of our hottest months here in Louisiana, I was really discouraged. I was looking out the front door wondering why God's children must suffer so. I happen to look down at the little mum and there to my surprise the plant had buds and flowers. I thought, "You silly little plant, don't you know you are not suppose to be blooming now?" Then I remembered " We love you and are praying for you." I knew then that if God can make flowers bloom out of season just to lift me up, He can take care of the situations in my life and He had everything under control. Tears flowed and I knew that regardless of the outcome of my physical and no matter how the devil had fought in other situations - that He could work out my life to His glory. I just surrendered it all to Him and took my hands off. What made me think I could work out my problems anyway?Wasn't He God, the God of this universe and wasn't He my God? Hadn't He worked so many times on my behalf? I prayed for His forgiveness and once more had my priorities right. Oh, how Satan likes for us to get our Spiritual priorities out of prospective!

I don't know what I expected of the little mum except for it to eventually die. But not so! It lived on and blossomed! I guess I just took it for granite for a while. It did quit producing a lot of it's blossoms but a few were still coming on. Seems it was strugggling a little!

Much like a Christian life! I seem to do fine for awhile and wham! Satan hits like a brick. I won't go into all of my writing but I will tell you that I knew " I was love and someone was praying for me." I also learned that we can have peace in every situation in our life. Nothing is impossible with our God!

In January of this year I had to go to the emergency room for the severe pain. As I walked out the door I looked down at the little mum. At this time it was again covered except for one little branch. There before my eyes, when it should have been frozen, was one blossum that seem to be saying, "I love you and am praying for you." I knew then that God loved me and was going to work on my behalf. It meant surgery and a hospital stay. The day I came home, as I was going into the house I looked down at the little mum and on the stem was one little petal waving in the breeze. It seem to be saying, "I am still here waiting to encourage you and to let you know you are loved!"

What a special little plant! It taught me so much. Mainly that "little things" matter. If a youg mother could take time and stop by with a little mum, what could I do? Surely someone needs a hug! Someone needs a special card sent to them Someone needs to know they are being lifted up in prayer. Someone needs to know that they are appreciated. I seem to have passed up so many opportunities because I thought a little mum didn't matter. Oh! How wrong I was. I went to the Lord in prayer and ask His forgiveness for sitting back thinking that "little things" didn't matter. I ask Him to help me pass out some mums. Maybe not a plant - but other things matter, also. I started looking around church and seeing needs I had never seen before. I started getting out of my seat to tell someone that I loved them. I started sending cards to those that are sick. Sometimes just a note of encouragement. The needs are many and the opportunities plenty. I just started watching for opportinities. The Lord has blessed my life and helped me. Who ever said "small things" don't count?

My little mum is spreading out and getting greener even to this day. I'm waiting to see what else it can teach me. This one thing I know- if it never blooms again - it has done it's work! I know that I have work to do that only I can do. Only at the end of my life will my work be done. I want to hand out a few mums "to make a difference." I want to be a blessing and see more with my spiritual eyes than my physical. I want to be an encouragement to others!

"Thanks, little mum, for making such an impact on me. I hope I will never be the same."

THE LORD IS MY SHEPHERD

I'm so glad I have a Shepherd who watches over me. I read somewhere that if a sheep went astray - that the shepherd would bring him back into the fold. If the little sheep kept wandering off and did not listen to the shepherd- the shepherd would have to break the little sheep's leg. But he just didn't leave the little sheep to heal somewhere. He would gather that little sheep up into his arms, bind up his broken leg and then cuddle him in his bosom until the little sheep healed. He never had trouble with that little sheep again. He knew he was loved and would so meekly follow the shepherd. Isn't that the way with our Shepherd? If we start to wander from the fold Our Great Shepherd may have to chastise us - but when He does He draws us to His bosom and lets us know that He loves us. I remember my Dad doing the same thing to this disobedient child. I was a very young teen at the time. Dad usually did not spank us. He was usually working and Mom had the job of discipling her little flock of six. We got what we southerns called a whupping. I see so many parents having trouble with their children. Did you ever hear 1-2-3? I can't imagine my parents saying 1-2-3- unless they were counting the licks we got. Some read books on how to discipline children. The modern approach! Even go to a psychologist to see what's wrong with their child. Back when I was growing up Mom and Dad had their own psychology. It worked! Thanks to good parents that saw traits in their children that could lead down the wrong road later. I somehow think that counting 1-2-3 and giving children time to be more disobedient will not work later on in their life. Back to my spanking! That's what I prefer to call it. ! I don't remember what I did or said but it must have been that Dad saw something that needed correcting. He gave me a spanking and broke my heart. I thought My Dad loved me! I went and sat on the sofa across the room fom him and sobbed. He told me to come where he was. I just sat there! I did not want another spanking. But by the tone of his voice I know I had better go. He so gently sat me on his lap. I was still sobbing! He wrapped his arms around me and as I looked up I saw tears running down his face as he said "Daddy didn't want to spank you but I did it because I love you." He never had to spank me again. He broke my will and got my respect that day and I have thanked the Lord across the years for that good ole spanking. It made it so much easier for me to say yes to Jesus.

How many times in my Christian life has my Heavenly Father corrected me and then picked me up into His Great Big Arms and said, "I love you, my child but I correct you because I love you."

I am posting a poem I wrote years ago. I had read the 23 Psalm and meditated on it for awhile.

Then penned this poem:

The Lord is my Shepherd, This I surely know.

He gently leads and guides me in the way that I should go.

He leads in green pastures by the water that is still,

Where I can lay down in peace, and know that He is real.

He leads in paths of righteousness, this is for His Name's sake,

The path is so wonderful, no other would I take.

Sometimes He leads in valleys where His face I cannot see.

But I will fear no evil for I know He's there with me.

His rod and staff - they comfort, I wonder what I would do

Without His Love and Mercy to bring me safely through?

When the enemy opresses hard- A table He doth spread,

He anoints me with fresh oil, I have not a thing to fear.

Sometimes my cup runneth over and I feel so compelled

To think of my Great Shepherd - and to others tell

Of His Goodness, Love and Mercy that will follow me all my life,

If I stay true and follow Him and keep my soul upright.

One day I'll dwell in the house that He has gone to prepare

But I will first find my Shepherd, Who helped me to get there.

Then I'll enjoy the splendor of that city so fair

Where we can rest in peace and not have a care.

I Did It!

Yea! I feel like I have accomplished something today. I have learned how to add to my blog list. All by myself. Now that is an accomplishment for this dumb blogger. I told you'll I was blog illiterate. Now if I can learn how to put my awards on the sidebar I will really feel like I have arrived. Anyone want to volunteer to show me? There is so much I don't know about blogging so when I do something I am thrilled. A blogger friend told me how to put a address in my post so you can just click on it. Thanks Deb! Just will put a little post on here: In times of incertainty, wait. Always, if you have any doubt, wait! Do not force yourself to any action. If you have a restraint in your spirit, wait until all is clear, and do not go against it. Waiting! Yes, patiently waiting! Till next steps made plain shall be; To hear, with the inner hearing, The voice that will call for thee. Waiting! Yes, hopefully waiting! With hope that need not grow dim; The Master is pledged to guide me, And my eyes are upon HIM. Waiting! Expectantly waiting! Perhaps it may be today The Master will quickly open The gate to my future way. Waiting! Yes, waiting! still waiting! I know though I've waited long, That while He withholds His purpose, His waiting cannot be wrong. Waiting! Yes, waiting! Still waiting! The Master will not be late. He knoweth that I am waiting For Him to unlatch the gate. I read this in Streams in the Desert and thought it was so good. Seems we have to do a lot of waiting in our Christian life, but if we took things in our own hands what a mess we make. I know first hand. The times when I got impatient and tried to work out a situation in my life I have always gotten in trouble with the Lord. Now I am learning to do my best to wait on Him. How sweet it is when the Lord finds His child waiting on Him. And He works things out for our good and His glory. He's still working on me!

STEPPING STONES

I was looking back on some of my meditations that I wrote years ago. I have always loved to have a pen and paper close by. Somehow I can get words out better through my writings than verbally. When I was a senior in high school we had to write a term paper at the end of the year. I wrote on William Tyndale who translated the Bible into English. I enjoyed going to SLU (South Eastern Louisiana University located in Hammond, La. ) It was only five miles from Ponchatoula, La., my hometown. The library there was quite extensive. Our English teacher told us we could check out SLU. So several of us seniors decided we would go. We went a couple evenings and got quite a lot of info. But the third night we were met by the librarian who ask us how old we were. I don't know how she knew the difference between a high school senior and a freshman in college. (I still wonder). We told her our English Teacher gave us permission to come. (She was a graduate of SLU.) Well, needless to say, that was our last trip to SLU. But I did get my term paper done and made an A on it. My teacher really encouraged me to look into a writing career. At our 50th Class Reunion this year - I went up to her and told her that I cherished those remarks she made.

Thats as close as I came to that career! But I have written quite a few poems and sayings over the years. As a young person we had a pastor that admonished the young people to read the Bible and write it out so you could see it. It would mean more to you. I have made that a practice over the years as things have come and gone. Sometimes in a Christian life things get boggling and out of priority. I find I can get pen and paper - write out those things that are bothering me. I usually come to the conclusion, when I see it on paper, that it isn't that important anyway.

This is a poem I wrote when it seem that we had been through some trying times. we don't always understand. But I penned these words almost 20 years ago.

STEPPING STONES

Stepping Stones, Lord, how can it be

In all these trials that come to me?

All the thorns that pierce my soul-

Do they really help me reach my goal?

That burden that seemed to hard to bear

The day when it appeared there was none to care

That night which looked so dark and long

When it seemed my spirit had lost it's song.

When sorrows came and I bowed with grief

My heart was crushed with no relief.

Stepping Stones, You say, how can it be?

But wait a minute, Lord, I think I see.

A stumbling block these things would be

If I did not have my trust in Thee.

And though I don't see all in depth

I'll take this stone and make another step.

Since I wrote this I have had to pick up many a stone to make another step, but My Lord was always there! Do you wonder why I love Him?

GUSTAV HITS!

We have found out this last week how we take so many things for granite! Hurricane Gustav came in from the Atlantic and South Louisana was hit full force. The hurricane watchers said it was the worse for Baton Rouge, Louisiana in history. New Orleans was hit three years ago with Katrina. Flood waters did extensive damage to the residents there. Some have not returned back. They have been rebuilding New Orleans for three years. The process was still on with flood levees etc. - when Gustav looked like a direct hit on them. So you can imagine the fear and frustration when Gustav was coming in. No, you really cannot unless you were in the area.. They lost everything and when I say everything - that is exactly what I mean. We had a grand daughter living there at the time and all they had, when we went to a shelter fours hours away and picked them up, was what they had carried with them. As Gustav took a little different course they did not get a direct hit, but still felt part of the impact.

We , in the Baton rouge area took a pretty good hit, but we can count our blessings. We were without electricity for four days. Did you ever try and do without electricity? No cooking, no washing clothes, no computer to air your frustrations on. (Wish I would have had some of you to write to during a dark time.) We could not go anywhere as there was a curfew. People could not get on the streets because of down electrical wires and trees. It was quite extensive throughout different parishes( county). Most areas are back with electricity now. We also had

about three trees down and debris all over. But nothing touched our home. For that we are thankful.

You hear people say"Oh, for the good ole days." I've been guilty of saying that but I think I have changed my mind. Ham Sandwiches and Peanut Butter with Jelly Sandwiches! We did stock up before Gustav hit - but after a couple days you crave a good cooked hot meal. Those that did not stock up or did not have money to stock up had a long wait in line to get the FEMA supplies like water, ice, MRE's(Meals Ready to eat.) Church groups were serving hot meals in different areas - but only in certain areas. Red Cross was setting up at different places. Some are still doing so. There are some that will have to wait another week or two for electricity.

We had a generator which helped keep the Fridge and Freezer running, so we did not lose anything like so many did. It also let us run a couple fans and gave us light. But you have to keep the generator full of gas. If you run out of gas - you were in big trouble. No gas at so many places and when they finally did get gas, the lines were miles long. They usually ran out before they were able to service all those in line. So frustrating! One night we put gas in the generator at 3AM. It usually runs about 10 hours on a full tank. Thirteen hours later it was still running. My husband said "I can't believe it is still running." I look at him and thought about the widow in the Bible that never ran out of oil until she had enough. He said "It's like the widow's oil that never ran dry until." We do that so many times! Think the same thing at the same time. Maybe it's because we have been together almost fifty years. Like we can almost read each others mind.

When the weather gets in the 90's and no breeze is blowing the little fans don't do much but stir up hot air. Around 8PM it would finally get's cool enough to be able to take a bath and get a little relief from the heat. The humidity is so bad here and that makes it harder to breathe.

All in all we came out pretty good. Yesterday morning we had church at 11AM. Skipped Sunday School since so many of the bus kids are in the low line areas. We had about 4 generators running and fans all through out the sanctuary. It was not too bad. Last night the electric was back on so we were able to be much cooler. The main thing is that we were able to go to church! So many churches cancelled services.

Well, we seem to have to wait again! IKE is going through Cuba right now and will probably come into the gulf. It seems to be following a path that could hit Louisiana or Florida or Texas. Never know about the hurricanes. They are so unpredictable. Are we ready for another hurricane? Are we ever ready? I don't think so, but we can make some preparation just in case. We still have until October to go for the hurricane season to be over. September is the worse month. I hate for anyone to have to go through one but sure hope it does not come our way again.

God is still God even in the storms!

I GOT AN AWARD! Deborah from lyricdevotions.com was so sweet to send this to me. She has indeed been a blessing to me. I feel a kindred spirit with her. Like Deb - my one desire is to lift up the Name of Jesus and to be a blessing to others. I pass this award on to: 1.Karla - Ramblinroadstoeverywhere.blogspot.com 2.Rachael- Rachelgoing@blogspot.com 3. Holli - hollikeeperofthehome.blogspot.com 4.Naomi - nomijill.blogspot.com 5.Dorrie - dezello.blogspot.com 6. Elaine - mineebenezer.blogspot.com 7. Cora - Hiddenrichessecretplaces.blogspot.com Take time to check these out. I am sure they will bless you as they have blessed me.

You can do it!

I opened the "junk room" door today. Do you have one of those monstrous things? I was afraid to look to long for fear that I would get depressed. It's one of those rooms in the house that you pitch everything to sort out later. I have been waiting for "sorting day" to come. Really, it is supposed to be a sewing/ironing and scrap-booking room. I thought someday I would get it organized. I have a pile of stuff to go, one to decide whether to go or not, boxes of books etc. to go through, some stuff the kids wanted to store for a "little while. "Can anyone tell me what a little while is?" They don't seem to know. No- what I am really waiting for is a mood, a certain mood, that if I don't care ever see this stuff again- and then just start pitching. But I need to get it out the door! I mean the outside door and out of sight so I won't change my mind. Now I know the silly stuff is nothing but sentimental and it is sooo hard for me to let go. It's like letting the last child go when they start school. It hurts, it aches so much that if I start thinking of who gave it to me - I just might start crying. So how do I get this stuff out? Just wait for the mood or start throwing into bags to take out? I seem to have a big problem with this particular room. If you have any good suggestions please let me know! I sure would like to look in there and just see my sewing cabinet, ironing board and clothes that need ironing in neat piles. I even bought the three department bin to keep ironing separate. Maybe, just maybe - I need to shovel it all out and start over! Maybe I should take the "dare" of this little poem. Somebody said it couldn't be done, but he, with a chuckle, replied. That 'maybe it couldn't, ' but he would be one who wouldn't say so till he tried. So he buckled right in with a trace of a grin on his face. If he worried he hid it. He started to sing as he tackled the thing - that couldn't be done and he did it. Somebody scoffed, O you'll never do that, at least no one has ever done it; But he took off his coat and he took off his hat and the first thing we knew - he'd begun it. With a lift of the chin and a bit of a grin, without any doubting or quitting; He started to sing as he tackled the thing that couldn't be done and he did it. There are thousands to tell you it cannot be done, there are thousands who prophesy failure. There are thousands to point out to you one by one - the dangers that wait to assail you. But just buckle in with a bit of a grin, then take off your coat and go to it. Just start in to sing as you tackle the thing - that cannot be done -- and you'll do it. I chuckled to myself as I typed this poem. Now - what coat will I wear and what hat will go with it? I got it! I can go to the thrift store and find what I need! But, wait a minute - Me thinks that may be the part of the trouble! I just wonder how many thrift things are in that room? Guess the only way to find out is to tackle it! Oh yes, I have to sing! But would someone please tell me how? Better than that - you are invited to come help me do it. I might have to put blinders on and let you do the pitching. I just know the e-mail will be filled up by tomorrow! LOL

JESUS IS ALL WE NEED

Last week I was reading Psalm 18 and thought "What a Great God We have!"

I will love thee, O Lord, my Strength. The Lord is my rock, and my fortress, and my deliverer;

my God, my strength, in whom I will trust; my buckler, and the horn of my salvation,and my high tower

I will call upon the Lord, who is worthy to be praised. (v. 1-3)

Sounds like He is all we need! First of all He is my Rock. My Solid Foundation! I guess one of the first song I was taught as a child was "The foolish man built his house upon the sand ." We know what happened. The rains came and because the house did not have a solid foundation the house came tumbling down. But, "The wise man built his house upon a rock." This house had a solid foundation and the storms and rains came but it stood fast.

" So build your house on the Lord Jesus Christ and the blessings will come down. The blessings come down as the prayers go up - so build your house on the Lord"

I am so glad HE is my Rock. When the storms of life come we can stand firm. One of my favorite songs is: HOW FIRM A FOUNDATION.

How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord, Is laid for your faith in His excellent Word. What more can He say than to you He hath said, To you who have refuge to Jesus have fled. Fear not I am with thee, Oh be not dismayed, for I am thy God I will still give you aid. I'll strengthenthee, help thee, and caused thee to stand, Upheld by My gracious, Omnipotent Hand. When through the deep waters I call thee to go, the rivers of sorrow shall not overflow. For I will be with thee thy trials to bless, And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress. E'en down to old age all My people shall prove, My Sov'reign, Eternal, Unchangeable Love. And when hoary hairs shall their temples adorn, Like lambs shall they still in My bosom be borne. The soul that on Jesus hath leaned for repose, I will not, I will not, desert to the foes. That soul, tho' all hell should endeavor to shake, I'll never, no never, no never forsake. Not only is He my Rock, but He is my Fortress and Deliverer. We can hide behind Him and know that He will deliver. My God, in Whom I will trust. We might think we have earthly friends that we can put our trust in, but most of the time we find that they fail us. But not My God. He never fails. He will not desert us to the foe. He always has His eye on us in the midst of the storm. My mind just went back to the hurricane Katrina that did so much damage in South Louisiana. We got some high winds that blew down trees all in our yard. Our yard was covered with debris and tree limbs that had snapped off. A big tree fell across the back of our house and touched the meter box and the very corner of the house. But as my we looked at the damage - not a shingle on our house was damaged. The storm was all about us, the evidence was there, but the Lord had protected us and our home. Then a couple months ago we heard on the news that a tornado would be in our area in a few minutes. In a tornado there is not time to prepare. Suddenly the sky got real dark, the winds picked up, trees started snapping. As I looked out the bathroom window I saw a big oak tree coming down next door where out two grandsons were. We really did not know what to do or which room to get in. We would go to the back of the house and trees were coming down, debris was falling, the rains were coming down hard. But do you know what our main concern was? Our two grandsons next door! My husband said he was going after them to make sure they were okay. Fallen trees were everywhere. Electricity was out. Electric wires were down. As my husband started out to check on the boys, who were teenagers, he was blocked in every direction. Finally he said: "I'm going to try and get through the back around the fence." This time he made it and brought the boys to where we were. As the tornado passed and we looked out - all we could see were fallen trees all over. We could not see the grouud anywhere. But the Lord had His eye on us and all of our houses were safe. He protected our lives and property as winds almost 1oo miles an hour passed over. The tornado did not touch down but just passed over. I thought how the Lord was our Fortress and Deliverer! And how He will always find a way to help us, as Grandpa was trying to find a way to help the grandsons. I think he would have given his life for two boys that day. But I glad I know One who not only gave His life for us, but He rose up from the grave that we might have Eternal life. Then He is My Buckler, the Horn of my salvation and my High Tower. Having Him to protect is all we need. The next verse is really the one we need to take note of. "I will call upon the Lord, who is worthy to be praised." He is worthy of all our praise! Take time today and praise Him for Who He is, for What He is and for what He has done. He deserves our praises! Verse 30 says: "As for my God, his way is perfect, the Word of the Lord is tried, he is a buckler for those that trust in him."

OVERALLS OR OVERHAULS?

Andrea, our great-grandaughter This is a picture of Andrea with her Pawpaw's overalls" on. The picture on the right is a pair of what the old farmers call overhauls. Is it overalls or overhauls? What did they overhaul, I wonder? I think Paw-Paw Rick probably overhauled a few of his little trucks, maybe. They, (the overalls, not trucks) have a flap in the back which button up. Just in case! The ,what I call, overalls was a pair that my Dad bought for our son, Rick, around 1961. I know you Moms know what they are. Rick's son wore them when he was around two years old. There is a picture somewhere of Christopher with them on. But I could not locate it. As I was going through my cedar chest I came across the overalls and brought them to my grand daughter, Bridget. Bridget is Rick's daughter and Christopher's sister. She put them on Andrea and took several pictures. Then we sent them to Paw-Paw. You can imagine his delight! Rick does not have any grandsons yet. As Bridget was putting them on Andrea she found the back had a diaper pin in it. I thought how many years that diaper pin had been there! It had a duck head and was still in good condition. In 1961 we did not know what pampers were. I can tell you today that the old fashion diapers and pins were the best. Nothing like taking an old fashion clothesline and penning diapers double on it. I can see them flapping in the breeze now. Then getting them folded just the right way. One way for girls - another way for boys. Does anyone remember this or am I just too old to be blogging? We had three or four dozen diaper and sure saved a lot of money. Hey, you money savers, get you some old fashion diapers. Saves a bunch! Try it for at least 6 months and see how much fun they are! Try flapping them in the breeze and folding them. Have fun! I just know you are going to do it! Pampers are too convenient. But it's a thought, anyway.

GREAT GIVE AWAY

Check out Deborah's great give away. She has several blog's that are such a blessing. This give away will help promote her books and new CD of songs she has written. She has several different blogs. Go check them out while you look at her give away. Mention that you heard about the give away on my blog and I will get my name in more than once. You can comment on her blog for the give away. Listen to her songs that she has listed. They are such a blessing. I couldn't get her blog to post here so just look on my side bar at SONGS FROM MY JOURNEY AND CLICK ON IT. It will bring you to her blog.