Driving to NC to take Jasmin to Bible school.

I was taking cell phone pictures and Heaven was taking pictures from the back.:)

Here is one of the results ~ Jason sure makes the picure look good...;)

I was trying to hide my big hips!;)

~ Heaven's photo editing ~

We like the swings ~ special memories

For all our friends who don't have Facebook!;)

Sunday afternoon motorcycle ride...:)

My first time ever on a motorcycle- it was so much fun!

A little scary, but he's a great driver...:)

The Moen and Aholelei children's playdough art :)

First time learning to shoot a gun.:)

That was totally scary too- I almost dropped it!

Modesty wanted to look through the scope.

Doesn't she look cute with Jason's jacket? :)

Beautiful flowers :)

At his brother's house with the family.
The sweet little baby is Jason's niece, Audrey.:)

Things I Learned Living In GA:

1. A possum is a flat animal that sleeps in the middle of the road.


2. There are 5,000 types of snakes and 4,998 of them live in GA.


3. There are 10,000 types of spiders. All 10,000 of them live in GA.


4. If it grows, it'll stick you. If it crawls, it'll bite you.


5. "Onced" and "Twiced" are words.
5a. "Girls'" and "boys'" are pronounced "girlsis" and "boysis".


6. It's not a shopping cart, faucet, or vulture; it is a buggy, spigot, and buzzard.


7. "Jaw-P" means "Did y'all go to the bathroom?"


8. Fixnto is one word.


9. There is no such thing as lunch; there is only dinner and supper.


10.Sweet tea is appropriate for all meals and you start drinking it in your sippy cup.


11. You switch from heat to AC in one day.


12. You know what a "dawg" is.


13. You carry jumper cables in your car, for your own car.


14. The first day of deer season is a national holiday.


And the last one is true from a personal experience:


15. If a rough looking teenager drives by you with his music too loud and you stick your fingers in your ears while making a perturbed face and he turns his head and sees you doing it, when he pulls his arm away from his side and sticks his hand out the window, don't worry: He is only going to wave and say "Sorry about that Ma'am" before he turns it down...

I'm lovin' it... :)

Van Gogh's Family

You've heard of Vincent Van Gogh's family, right?

His obnoxious brother, Please Gogh.

His brother who ate prunes, Gotta Gogh.

His brother who worked in the convenience store, Stopn Gogh.

His grandfather from Yugoslavia, U Gogh.

His brother who bleached his clothes white, Hue Gogh.

His cousin from Illinois, Chicaw Gogh.

His uncle, the magician, Wherediddy Gogh.

His cousin from Mexico, Amee Gogh.

His Mexican cousin's American half brother, Grin Gogh.

His nephew who drove a stagecoach for a living, Wellsfar Gogh.

His constipated uncle, Cant Gogh.

His ballroom dancing aunt, Tang Gogh.

Did THE Brittish Ever Invade THE South...?

"The"

Part of Speech: article

Pronunciation: [dhê before consonants, dhee before vowels]

Definition: (1) The definite article marks nouns referring to things the speaker expects the listener to be familiar with. "A dog" refers to any mutt while "the dog" refers to one the listener sees or knows about from a previous conversation.

Suggested Usage: An interesting fact about "the" is that it is used differently in different dialects. Everyone says "in school" and "at work" without the "the", but the British also drop it from "in hospital," "in future," and elsewhere. If you watched the popular British television series, 'All Creatures Great and Small,' you probably noticed that in Yorkshire, people say things like

"I'll go to kitchen and put kettle on."

(Actually, there is a barely audible glottal stop where we expect "the"—the remnants of the final [t] in "that.")

...Southern examples heard from friends here:

"Shut door."

"Pick up toys."

"Brush teeth." (which would be leaving out "your" instead of "the")

"Comb hair." (same as above)

"Wash hands." (again)

"Get shoes on." (ditto)

"Ride horse."

"Mow lawn."

"Plant garden."

"Hang curtains."

etc...

I'm trying to accept/adapt/appreciate and not go crazy...:)

When we are brought to a sea of new direction, new circumstances, and new desires implanted within our hearts, it seemingly always requires a measure of risk, and a certain testing of our faith...
More often than not, I analyze this risk and hesitate questioningly, "But what if...? How will I...?" ~ Until His sweet words and gentle nudges cause us to at last, step into the water. Many times the waters part, and we triumphantly dance through on dry ground, singing and rejoicing victoriously...
But sometimes, well, we tread cautiously, uncertain still, yet reflecting on His goodness, encouraging ourselves in His promises, and strengthening our faith by remembering His provision for the children of Israel.
It was during one such cautious journey that, because of God's hand so evidently declared, we had convinced ourselves that the land was indeed, dry. It wasn't until a series of events took place and my human reason came into play, that I stumbled ~ and realized that the waters had not parted, the land was not dry, and... I was paralyzed within a vast vicinity of an unknown, unrequested, and undesired sea of tumult.
Consequently, doubts began to arise...
"I must have misunderstood...
How could I have been so misled...?
Where is God now...?"
And then fear began to wrap it's bondage around me with cords of condemning accusations...
However: "When I cry unto Thee, then shall my enemies turn back: this I know; for God is for me."
As Wisdom's voice spoke unfalteringly, "All things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to His purpose.", faith's voice responded in song, "He knoweth the way that I take" ~ "Lift up your eyes and behold the hand of God"...
Yes, He had indeed, called us to this sea ~ but perhaps His purpose was vague hitherto? Rather than "dancing triumphantly on dry ground", as in the Red Sea, we were called to surmount the insurmountable; thus revealing another dimension of His grace; and rise above the stormy wind and tempestuous sea billows; then with our gaze fixed on His face... walk on water.



I stepped into the water; for I heard The beckoning call -
“It is I, be not afraid- nor fear to take… just one!”
Remember how, when Israel fled, and came upon the sea?
While escaping Egypt’s bondage, and Pharoah’s strong army?
And so I went, yet timidly, assaying not to rise
My expectations of a hope that buried in was lie.

I took another step; for the call had come again -
“What think ye now, for I am good… fear not!”
I journeyed in that land as dry; ’Twas singing in my heart!
While looked in vain for aught could crush, the hope that rose in part.
Did I not know, could I not tell, the water still was lie
Around my feet, as on I went, ignoring naught was dry?

I stumbled in that water; when strayed I from the call -
“Hold your peace, your tongue refuse… keep still!”
When human reason came and filled, both heart and thought inept,
That hope swelled high in briefer part, then sunk in waters’ depth.
And so I sat, despondently, not knowing where I lie
Within His call; elusive all- the days that had gone by.

I gazed about the water; then hearkened for the call -
‘Twas silent song, midst deafening tones of pain… cry out?
Lay bare the heart, the soul, the thought, to One who called erstwhile?
Was planned my stumble and my fall? Was planted my desire?
And so I wept, yet trustingly, upon His bosom lie
My dreams within: relinquished then- that hope prepared to die.

He’s with me in the water; stretched forth His hand to call -
“Dear child of little faith, wherefore didst thou doubt… My call?”
The waters here weren't meant to part; ‘Tis not the great Red Sea!
While tossed with waves, the boisterous wind, behold: the storm of Galilee!
And so we rose, and walked upon, the water there that lie
Was tempest tossed; was hope then lost? - ’Tis faith and not by sight...

Had to laugh...