Laptop

Aww...come on....I want to be your laptop. Please...pet me.

Love, Dohe

Are you here, Lord?

(Saturday night in the ER with Julie in pain)

As I pray.....I look around...
Where are you Lord????...I ask.
Are you here?????.....I want to know.

Then the answer comes...Is there Love here?
Yes, I answer....Then I am here.
I am here with Julie.
I am here....in Nick
I am here....in Bud
I am here....in Debbie
I am here....in Vicky
I am here....in you.
I am Love and I am here.

From Need to Normal

Wednesday when my friend Julie was in need...
I was in "normal". Had to get supper out of the oven for my husband.
And then take food to my mom who wasn't feeling well.
By the time I was able to go to Julie she was going to bed early. So sorry I could not be there for her this time.

Made me realize that I am blessed to have "normal" in my life again.... after a long time illness with my dad.

Lord, let me be a blessing to Julie when I can.
Hard times are heading her way unless you send a miracle of healing her way. And every day and every night my prayer must be for healing from cancer...and if that is not your will, Lord, guide us in all the ways that we may help bring her comfort and joy.

Oh, What A Dream

I am driving down a long long narrow lane toward a house in the woods by the lake. I decide that since it is private property I better turn around. I pull up to a spot that looks good and as I make my U turn the front wheels of the van go off the lane and sink deep into the mud. I am stuck. The harder I try the more the van sinks into the mud.
Sticks under the tires....does not help.
A coat under the tires....does not help.
Lifting and shoving..does not help.
A call for angels...does not help.

Finally there is no other choice. I have to go to the house and ask for help.
At that moment I see the owner of the home walking down the lane toward me.

And then......I wake up

No...wait a minute....

that was not a dream !!!!

That happened yesterday !!!

I think I am just going to leave you hanging.....

Ok.....ok...
See the next entry to read the rest of the story.

Stuck in the Mud

I was taking Frank and Vicky to walk in the woods because it was a warm Sunday afternnon. 40 is warm, right? And I just wanted to show them Judys house since it is next to the Nature Perserve.
I have been to her house once..no twice. Judy is my friends mom. She is the lady who wrote the "Inch by Inch" song I would sing to my dad. And I had done a painting for her of her son.
So, there I am with Frank and Vicky stuck in this lady's yard in the woods. It was embrassing...mud on me.... mud on my van...ruts in her yard...
But....
God loves me...
and so does Judy.
She was not mad at this silly woman stuck in her private property lane.
She gave Frank keys to her truck and a chain. So as Frank set up the... pull Sheryl's van out of the mud rig....Judy and I are catching up with our family stories.
I think she needed to talk to someone that day.
SO.....it is not my fault
that I got stuck in the mud...
God made me do it.....
So Judy and I could connect.
And even share in prayer together.

So, after an hour of unscheduled stuck in the mud time.... Frank, Vicky and I got to go on our walk in the woods in the Nature Preserve Area. That was our restful Sunday afternoon.

Today my prayer is...God, I pray Judys husband is not too upset with ruts next to his long long lane in the woods. We tried to fill in the ruts the best we could.

Quoting Grover from Sesame Street (The Monster At the End of This Book)
"Oh...I am so embrassed."

Kayla's TV Show

Kayla loves using the pictures on my computer to make Smilebox creations. We enjoy seeing what she comes up with. When the screen comes up, hit the play button in the bottom left hand corner.

Make a Smilebox slideshow

I Wonder....

When I was asked to go Champaign for a girls day out I quickly answered yes. I knew they were going to antique shops. I don't usually go to antique shops. But it was interesting looking around and seeing the things you grew up with and talking about those memories.

"That chair reminds me of my Grandpa Groves. He had a chair like that and on the flat wooden arm rest he had an silver snake ashtray with red eyes."

"My Grandma Sowers had a tin cake carrier like that, only it was red"

"Look at those old cameras, my dad had a camera like that"

"My mom has a vase like that, it was her grandmothers"

So instead of an antique shopping I was just memory browsing.

And then something caught my eye and as I held it in my hands it made me wonder....Who owned this? How old is it? Where has it been? What story could it tell?

It is an small old leather bound book. I liked how it fit into the palm of my hand. As I opened it I was intrigued to see handwriting. It was a journal. I wanted to know what this person had to write about.

"Quotations"

"Through this toilsome world, alas,

Once and only once I pass.

If a kindness I may show,

If a good deed I may do

To any suffering fellow man

Let me do it while I can.
Nor delay it, for 'tis plain

I shall not pass this way again." (searched internet- Joseph A. Torrey 1895)

I am interested. I want to know more. I find a seat and open the book again. I wonder why it has my attention. I sit and look through the pages. It only has 16 that are wrote on and I wish it has more. Where and when did she find these quotes? Was it from long ago or more recently in time that she wrote upon these pages.

As I carry the book around deciding if I want to purchase it I wonder what things she would have liked to have wrote on the empty pages. In my mind I picture the book on my special shelf. And the next time I take it out to look at it, I notice that instead of 16 pages there are now 17 pages mysteriously wrote upon.

Hmm...sounds like a good story to me. That has my imagination going. And with that thought I went from memory browser to antique shopper.

And I wonder...who owned this book...how old is it...where has it been...and...what story will it tell next?

Painting Mural

This is a photo of the mural I had the opportunity to do in 1997. It is at West Decatur Church of God. What an honor. That's me painting with my mom and dad watching me.

What a wonderful memory.

Painting of Dogs

This sweatshirt I had painted the top 2 dogs in 2003. The paw prints and words are on the sleeves. The lady brought the shirt back to me to have her new pup, Bubba, added. I spent way too much time getting it just right. But I think she will be pleased.

Words I need to see everyday

On this day God wants you to know....that God sees you are you truly are..a holy child of light: I see you strong and whole. I see you blessed and prospered. I see you courageous and confident. I see you capable and successful. I see you free of all limitations and bondage of any kind. I see you as the spiritually perfect being that you truly are.