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Path of Terror

Monday, March 5th, 2012

The weather in Indiana is somewhat ever-changing.  I know I've gone on and on about how winter skipped us this year….but I'll take no winter anyday over F4 tornadoes!!

 

This was the town of Henryville, Indiana.  Late Friday afternoon it was ravaged by one of the worst acts of mother nature, a killer tornado.  This sweet town is not far from my house.  As a matter of fact, I took a picture back at Christmas as we drove through there.  The folks of Henryville are my neighbors and my heart aches for the loss and devastation they are experiencing.

I've been glued to the news watching every little detail of rescues, survival stories and the outpouring of Hoosier help.  People have gone to great lengths to assist the families who've lost everything.  I still cannot believe how powerful these storms can be.  I'm a believer, when the weather guy says "Go!" you can bet your sweet biffy…I'll be underground!

This is Henryville High School.  It's just a skip away from the corner that I took that nativity scene picture.  There will be no school days happening here for a while.  I'll remember that when I begrudgingly drag out of bed on school mornings this week.  I have much to be thankful for and there are so many that I need to continue to pray for as well.  These families would give anything to be going about a normal day again.

Henryville wasn't the only town leveled by these tornadoes.  The town we called home for 2 years… Pekin, Indiana was destroyed too.  I was able to reach friends immediately after I learned they'd been hit.  So many weren't as lucky as our precious friends.  It seemed to dance all around them.  God's protective hand over them.

I'm not sure how one copes with such a tragic loss.  These are people, like you and me.  They work, haul kids around and live busy active lives.  Today, they're homeless!  Many of them are missing family members to this nightmare.  Death and destruction are all around them.  I've been following a story about a baby girl that was found alone in a field.  Her entire family was killed (mother, father & 2 siblings).  She passed away on Sunday.  Such sad loss.

This was taken near Pekin.  As you can see, it's nothing to balk at.  This dude means business!  My friends, who live further out from town could see the horror from their house.  Back in 1974, they lost several family member's to the tornadoes that tore through this same area.  They've experienced this heartache before.

 

 

If you've ever experienced anything like this, I'm curious to know…how you ever bounced back?  I remember when my house burned down (I was 12 years old) and it took everything I owned within a matter of minutes.  My family and I had loved ones to take us in but it wasn't home.  I can still feel that strange feeling I had as I was put to bed in my cousin's room.  I knew right then that my life would never be the same.  That's the new reality for these hurting families.  As of now, 13 have died in Indiana even more including the other states that were hit.

Want to know how to help?

WTHR channel 13 has set up Hoosier Tornado Relief phone lines.   CALL & DONATE (if you can) 1-877-987-1313

Kroger is also taking donations.  While doing your own family's shopping you can add a couple dollars to your bill that will go directly to the victim's and their needs.

And of course, Red Cross.

Pray with me for the many who are piecing their lives back together today.  

 

Psalm 55:22 Cast your burden on the LORD,  and he will sustain you;he will never permit the righteous to be moved.

 

 

My Friday Fun

Friday, March 2nd, 2012

It's another week closer to Spring Break, not that I'm counting or anything. I'm beginning to really need the break. The last 3 weekends have been loaded with crazy- broken appliances, car repairs, illness, back aches & a death. I psyched myself up to thinking this would be a better one. I've wrestled sinus head cold gunk all week and woke up with a raw sore throat.

Hello weekend. Guess I'll feel crummy now so I can work next week. Oh my martyrdom continues... Hehe

How about I stop the whining and get on with some fun, huh?

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Feeling happy now? Come on weekend. I'm ready to live it up, aren't you?

Hairy Scary

Thursday, March 1st, 2012

Hair is a constant source of maintenance in my family. Some of us have lots of it, other's have none and every once in a while you might hear someone screaming about having a bad hair day. Ok, it's usually me!  But when your hair is 45 years old and has taken life personally for each day lived….you'd cry to if your finished product resembled a helmet!

Yea, that's my look today. Helmet hair.

I love how creative my YOUNG and BEAUTIFUL girls can get with their pretty long locks. ;Both of them have really good hair (they didn't get that from me) even when they think it looks wild, the reality is that it's pretty cute. ;Like, yesterday. ;I came home from school and Ally (who has a birthday in 16 days!!) has tried a cute new do she found on Pinterest.

Literally, a HAIR BOW!  See —>

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I could be jealous of all the cute hair styles, but I'm not.  I'm their mom, for goodness sake.  I witness to gang members on vacay!  I've got the tiger by the dang tail!  Who needs rockin hair?  Not me!

Take a look at Gates.  She never misses a chance to imitate a funny moment.  This is her Angelina Jolie red carpet pose from The Oscar's the other night.  What was that skinny chick thinking?  She looked whacked!

 

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Here's a shot that you won't see very often with my girls.  Why?  Because it takes 40 forevers to flat iron LONG CURLY HAIR, that's why!  This was lovingly done by one of their friends (God bless her)!  I usually end up with 3rd degree burns on both hands thanks to this straightening process and miss watching any good tv because it takes so long.  Oh the sacrifices….

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I bet I'm not the only mom to think their kids are pretty awesome.  I'm thankful that God knew just which ones to send to me.  Cute hair and all!

PS–I feel it's only fair to say, BALD IS BEAUTIFUL honey!  πŸ˜‰

 

Am I Really That Weird?

Wednesday, February 29th, 2012

I slept like a log last night.  But I spent quite an adventure dreaming.  I've always known I was weird and I have no shame in admitting it.  I do strange things, say crazy stuff and act totally weird.  It's just who I am.  I like me and most of the people in my life say they do too.

It's just kooky how I find myself in such strange circumstances.

Dream #1 — My family and I were obviously on a vacation together.  We seemed to be on the east coast in Florida because I remember seeing my Aunt Pat & Uncle Earl (whom I love bunches).  We were renting a house from some of their friends that I don't know.  We decided to go into town to visit a friend of mine that was working in a makeup store in a strip mall.  Once in the parking lot, we see a gang and they are causing a ruckus among the innocent folks milling around.  As my family and I are approaching the stores they head towards us (only they don't know I'm not afraid of anything!!).  I begin talking to them.  I tell them what they are doing is terrible and hurting people.  I mention that they don't have to behave that way and that God loves them and wants them to treat people well.

In the meantime… my family (including my hubby's parents–not sure where they came from.  But it's my dream darn it, so just go with it!) all run to a motorhome parked in the parking lot and jump in while I'm on the sidewalk with a REAL LIFE GANG, Y'ALL!  I remember looking over at the big windshield and seeing all of their shocked faces staring back at me.  I keep on talking.  They listen and no one says anything bad or scary to me.  They just start walking away with their heads hung low.  Several really tall people stay behind and then I can see they don't belong with the group.  They are a ministry group that have made helping gangs their mission field.  Each of them hug me and tell me how thankful they are for me being there and saying something so profound to the gang members.  One lady (a tall blonde) kisses my cheeks over and over.  I kept thinking, wow these folks do this all the time?  I wasn't afraid for myself, but the people they were terrorizing couldn't be left to their demise.   

In other words…..I couldn't NOT SAY SOMETHING!!

The rest of the dream, I remember riding around in the motorhome with the missionary team while they showed us all the gang houses and places they hang out.  It was very real.  

–BACK TO MY NOW REALITY–

I have no idea why I'm dreaming of standing up to gang people.  I've honestly never been near one in my life and I don't have a burning desire to minister to them either.  I work with kids, many of them very troubled and hurting.  I see how quickly they can become mean and violent.  (AND THEY AREN'T IN A GANG!)  But somehow, my crazy mind went there.  On a vacation, no doubt!

I've forgotten about dream #2 right now, my mind has moved on so I can't quite pull out the silly details.  Just know, that it was something off the wall and weird too.  I did not, I repeat….did not take any funky medications before bedtime.  This is just all me, naturally!  πŸ˜‰

Please tell me, I'm not the only one to dream wild things and adventures?

 

DOG UPDATE–She is feeling a bit better and loaded down with good medications.  The vet did a heartworm check and she passed.  He gave her a good booster shot of cortisone to kick-start her healing.  Now, we just keep poking it all down her until she is 100%.  Thanks for the thoughts.

Sick Me Sick Dog

Tuesday, February 28th, 2012

I’m miserable! Sinus headache, runny eyes & nose, left ear ringing and head pounding. I slept with my face wrapped in a cloth diaper (they make the best snot rags). I probably should’ve called in but I’m a martyr and highly dedicated to my job so WORK it is, baby!

I can’t hog all the sickly sympathy though, my sweet Lizzy dog is croaking sick. Literally, she is hacking her little head off. It’s not pretty, girlfriend is weak from all that strangling/coughing.

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Look how sweet she is….a little too fuzzy but I like it when she’s extra fluffy! So, today I’m focusing on a vet trip not my own whiney head cold.

Hope your Tuesday is a gem of a day. It’s one day closer to Friday…right?

Pray Mama

Monday, February 27th, 2012

If you're a mother, then you know the tight hold children have on your heartstrings. Even when they grow taller than you, the love you feel is as strong as the first time you held them in your arms.  It's forever.

I read a post HERE recently about a praying mother.  It reminded me of how many times I've prayed for my own kids.  While none of them have ever been possessed by an unclean spirit, they have had serious issues and needs.  They also know that I pray for them and appreciate my love for God and them.

They are confidant in both.

I stood witness to a funeral yesterday.  The mother torn and hurting for a grown child who made choices way too terrible to understand.  Her love for him was clear but her love for God, not so much.  When I asked her if she had a favorite verse, she had none.  She didn't have anything of God to cling to because she didn't know Him.

The sting of death is unbearable when you have no hope of heaven.  As a mom, I struggled watching them suffer with the confusion they were left with.  I pray that the words spoken by God's vessel (my husband) ministered to them and helped in some way.  I believe that the heart is most accepting when it is at its weakest.  Maybe lives will be changed because of this one lost.

Is there anything you wouldn't do for your kids?

 

If you're not sure how important it is to teach your kids about God and his love & forgiveness….let this be a lesson.  Teach them, model Christ's love and follow His ways–someone is watching.