"Those who would give up essential liberty to purchase a little temporary safety,
deserve neither liberty nor safety."
~ Benjamin Franklin
Monday, September 30, 2019
Sunday, September 29, 2019
Scripture Study
Genesis 4:9-12
And the Lord said unto Cain, Where is Abel thy brother? And he said, I know not: Am I my brother's keeper? And He said, What hast thou done? the voice of thy brothers blood crieth unto me from the ground. And now art thou cursed from the earth, which hath opened her mouth to receive thy brother's blood from thy hand; When thou tillest the ground, it shall not henceforth yield unto thee her strength; a fugitive and a vagabond shalt thou be in the earth.
And the Lord said unto Cain, Where is Abel thy brother? And he said, I know not: Am I my brother's keeper? And He said, What hast thou done? the voice of thy brothers blood crieth unto me from the ground. And now art thou cursed from the earth, which hath opened her mouth to receive thy brother's blood from thy hand; When thou tillest the ground, it shall not henceforth yield unto thee her strength; a fugitive and a vagabond shalt thou be in the earth.
Saturday, September 28, 2019
Saturday Links
A bit of my sister's survivor to thrivor journey, the role of church:
https://ptsd-acceptingcopingthriving.com/2019/07/28/question-of-church/
I never would have thought of trying to rescue a butterfly, but Gayle, over at The Fuzzy Fanatic, does:
https://fuzzyfanaticblog.wordpress.com/2019/07/27/i-rescued-butterfly/
God bless.
https://ptsd-acceptingcopingthriving.com/2019/07/28/question-of-church/
I never would have thought of trying to rescue a butterfly, but Gayle, over at The Fuzzy Fanatic, does:
https://fuzzyfanaticblog.wordpress.com/2019/07/27/i-rescued-butterfly/
God bless.
Friday, September 27, 2019
Favorite Book Friday
"Operation Mistletoe" (Operation Romance series Book 1) by Elizabeth Maddrey Christian contemporary romance. I'm not a huge fan of main characters that are reporters, but this turned out well. I'm glad I read it and look forward to reading the next book in the series.
Thursday, September 26, 2019
Wednesday, September 25, 2019
Tuesday, September 24, 2019
Tuesday Tidbit
Though veritable is in the early 15th century, its use faded, perhaps in the 17th century, and came back after 1830.
Monday, September 23, 2019
Sunday, September 22, 2019
Scripture Study
Genesis 4:8
And Cain talked with Abel his brother: and it came to pass, when they were in the field, that Cain rose up against Abel his brother, and slew him.
And Cain talked with Abel his brother: and it came to pass, when they were in the field, that Cain rose up against Abel his brother, and slew him.
Saturday, September 21, 2019
Saturday Links
Chris McMullen is one of my go-to resources regarding self-publishing on Amazon, but this post was simply fun:
https://chrismcmullen.com/2019/07/18/cats-love-amazon/
Gayle Jorgenson, over at The Fuzzy Fanatic, does some horse myth busting:
https://fuzzyfanaticblog.wordpress.com/2019/07/20/7-horse-myths/
God bless.
https://chrismcmullen.com/2019/07/18/cats-love-amazon/
Gayle Jorgenson, over at The Fuzzy Fanatic, does some horse myth busting:
https://fuzzyfanaticblog.wordpress.com/2019/07/20/7-horse-myths/
God bless.
Friday, September 20, 2019
Favorite Book Friday
"A Sidelined Christmas" by Toni Shiloh Christian contemporary romance. This is my first read by this author. I enjoyed it and am adding her to my favorites list.
Thursday, September 19, 2019
Wednesday, September 18, 2019
Tuesday, September 17, 2019
Monday, September 16, 2019
Monday Quote
When trouble comes, they come not in single spies but in battalions.
~ William Shakespeare
Sunday, September 15, 2019
Scripture Study
Genesis 4:6-7
And the Lord said unto Cain, Why art thou wroth? and why is thy countenance fallen? If thou doest well, shalt thou not be accepted? and if thou doest not well, sin lieth at the door. And unto thee shall be his desire, and thou shalt rule over him.
Cades Cove
And the Lord said unto Cain, Why art thou wroth? and why is thy countenance fallen? If thou doest well, shalt thou not be accepted? and if thou doest not well, sin lieth at the door. And unto thee shall be his desire, and thou shalt rule over him.
Saturday, September 14, 2019
Saturday Links
DaySpring posts articles, and I enjoyed this one, as it arrived at a time I needed it:
https://www.dayspring.com/articles/when-letting-go-means-finding-joy
Touching post by Jeff Rab, over at RabBits:
https://jeffrab.com/2019/07/18/brahms-lullaby/
God bless.
Cades Cove
https://www.dayspring.com/articles/when-letting-go-means-finding-joy
Touching post by Jeff Rab, over at RabBits:
https://jeffrab.com/2019/07/18/brahms-lullaby/
God bless.
Friday, September 13, 2019
Favorite Book Friday
"Guardian of the Republic" by Allen West with Michele Hickford "An American Ronin's Journey to Faith, Family, and Freedom." I learned more about the beginning of politics in the United States of America than in all my time in school, why the Founding Father's chose the path they did. Fascinating. I also took the opportunity to do some soul searching.
Cades Cove
Thursday, September 12, 2019
Wednesday, September 11, 2019
9 11
Never forget. Always remember.
Eighteen years ago, I woke at dawn and drove five miles to a property surrounded by subdivisions. If you didn't know it was there, you wouldn't know it was there. A home with a barn, hay shed, covered stalls, tack room, round pen, arena, and divided pastures. My gray Arabian/Appaloosa gelding thrived in the far pasture, with two mares. He didn't always act like a gelding, the silly goose. I grained and groomed him, every morning. It was an awesome way to start the day. The other borders came out in the evening, so I always had the place to myself. It was my time to talk to God. After I finished, I'd drop off my work and pick up more dictation, as a medical transcriptionist.
On this day, one of the other borders showed up. Sometimes she came early to exercise some of the horses. I was headed out, and she asked, "Did you hear about the airplane hitting the Twin Towers?"
Did she have a weird sense of humor? I'd had friends who enjoyed pulling your leg. I never liked it because it tested my trust. My trust was on pretty shaky ground. I didn't like the game. If this was a joke, it was a bad one. Nervous of the punchline, I gave a cautious reply, "No."
She proceeded to assure me that a plane had hit the Twin Towers. I didn't believe her, but asked what kind of plane, thinking a small plane gone of course and having trouble. She didn't know. I was ready to abandon her nonsense and go pick up work. The owner came out and said, "Two planes hit the Twin Towers and one just hit the Pentagon."
Were these two in on some kind of game to make me look like an idiot? The distress on the owner's face slowly registered in my brain. She was serious. This wasn't a joke or a game. Dismay slammed into me. I shut down the careening thoughts because I still had to pick up work.
In my car, I kept the window rolled down. It was hot, but I was hot from taking care of the horse, so what did a little more matter? I turned on the radio. The news blared the same tiny bits of information over and over again. As I drove, I passed other cars with their windows rolled down. I could hear their radios. We were all listening to the same thing. I stopped at the doctor's office and my mentor's, dropping off and picking up work.
One of my friends flew for a national carrier. The last I'd heard, he flew several East Coast routes. Not a single report would state which airlines were involved. I guessed that international carriers were used. I felt guilty for hoping my friend wasn't involved. For the first time, I wished I owned a cellphone.
I arrived home, turned on the television, and called my friend. I expected to reach his cellphone. He picked up. He was alive and grounded on the West Coast. His schedule had changed recently. He was in the airport and just turned on his cellphone and didn't know what was going on, so I filled him in. I was grateful he was safe and felt guilty.
When they announced the plane going down in Pennsylvania, the reporters kept saying they didn't know what happened, no one knew what happened. In my heart, I knew.
I left the television on for three days. Never in my life had I felt so connected to the rest of the world. At the same time, I realized how isolated I was. I had no internet because I didn't want to give anyone that kind of access to my computer. I had few friends, a lot of acquaintances but not many close friends. I realized how short and precious life is. Sam's Club sold a T-shirt with "I will not live in fear." I'd been living in fear my whole life. Funnily enough, I'd lived in Yellowstone, Thailand, and England, despite the gnawing fear instilled by years of abuse. I didn't know how, but I had to change.
I took the blinders off regarding what was happening in the rest of the world... not quite true. I'd lived all over the world and was very aware that if I wanted to know what was happening then I needed to know people there. I'd lost all faith in the media in 1985. They reported "Bloody Monday" in Bangkok. I was there for the military coup that didn't even last a day. Sadly, two people died, a reporter trying to take a photograph from a flagpole and an innocent bystander, passing by in a taxi. While my brother was in Korea, the media reported the horrible riots between students and police, except it was reported as much worse than it was. My brother reported that the biggest problem was being caught by teargas.
Months later, I learned a cousin had breakfast at "Windows on the World" every morning before starting work, except that morning. He was taking his parents to the airport.
A number of my friends lost family and friends.
Every year, I watch again the news of that day. I read the stories of those involved. I pray for those still suffering. I've attended a local 9-11 memorial. I wasn't in New York City. I didn't lose anyone I knew. The world changed and so did I. I'd spent my life not looking at the ugliness of the Holocaust. Now, I look at the Holocaust and 9-11. I read books, watch movies and documentaries, listen to the stories, visit sites. I will not turn a blind eye. Pretending evil doesn't exist or sweeping it under the carpet doesn't make it go away. Evil comes in many forms, sometimes enticing, sometimes intriguing, sometimes unexpected but too often invited. I pray I have the courage to stand and face it instead of cowering or turning away. God doesn't require that I fight every evil in the world only what I find in my little corner of the world.
Eighteen years ago, I woke at dawn and drove five miles to a property surrounded by subdivisions. If you didn't know it was there, you wouldn't know it was there. A home with a barn, hay shed, covered stalls, tack room, round pen, arena, and divided pastures. My gray Arabian/Appaloosa gelding thrived in the far pasture, with two mares. He didn't always act like a gelding, the silly goose. I grained and groomed him, every morning. It was an awesome way to start the day. The other borders came out in the evening, so I always had the place to myself. It was my time to talk to God. After I finished, I'd drop off my work and pick up more dictation, as a medical transcriptionist.
On this day, one of the other borders showed up. Sometimes she came early to exercise some of the horses. I was headed out, and she asked, "Did you hear about the airplane hitting the Twin Towers?"
Did she have a weird sense of humor? I'd had friends who enjoyed pulling your leg. I never liked it because it tested my trust. My trust was on pretty shaky ground. I didn't like the game. If this was a joke, it was a bad one. Nervous of the punchline, I gave a cautious reply, "No."
She proceeded to assure me that a plane had hit the Twin Towers. I didn't believe her, but asked what kind of plane, thinking a small plane gone of course and having trouble. She didn't know. I was ready to abandon her nonsense and go pick up work. The owner came out and said, "Two planes hit the Twin Towers and one just hit the Pentagon."
Were these two in on some kind of game to make me look like an idiot? The distress on the owner's face slowly registered in my brain. She was serious. This wasn't a joke or a game. Dismay slammed into me. I shut down the careening thoughts because I still had to pick up work.
In my car, I kept the window rolled down. It was hot, but I was hot from taking care of the horse, so what did a little more matter? I turned on the radio. The news blared the same tiny bits of information over and over again. As I drove, I passed other cars with their windows rolled down. I could hear their radios. We were all listening to the same thing. I stopped at the doctor's office and my mentor's, dropping off and picking up work.
One of my friends flew for a national carrier. The last I'd heard, he flew several East Coast routes. Not a single report would state which airlines were involved. I guessed that international carriers were used. I felt guilty for hoping my friend wasn't involved. For the first time, I wished I owned a cellphone.
I arrived home, turned on the television, and called my friend. I expected to reach his cellphone. He picked up. He was alive and grounded on the West Coast. His schedule had changed recently. He was in the airport and just turned on his cellphone and didn't know what was going on, so I filled him in. I was grateful he was safe and felt guilty.
When they announced the plane going down in Pennsylvania, the reporters kept saying they didn't know what happened, no one knew what happened. In my heart, I knew.
I left the television on for three days. Never in my life had I felt so connected to the rest of the world. At the same time, I realized how isolated I was. I had no internet because I didn't want to give anyone that kind of access to my computer. I had few friends, a lot of acquaintances but not many close friends. I realized how short and precious life is. Sam's Club sold a T-shirt with "I will not live in fear." I'd been living in fear my whole life. Funnily enough, I'd lived in Yellowstone, Thailand, and England, despite the gnawing fear instilled by years of abuse. I didn't know how, but I had to change.
I took the blinders off regarding what was happening in the rest of the world... not quite true. I'd lived all over the world and was very aware that if I wanted to know what was happening then I needed to know people there. I'd lost all faith in the media in 1985. They reported "Bloody Monday" in Bangkok. I was there for the military coup that didn't even last a day. Sadly, two people died, a reporter trying to take a photograph from a flagpole and an innocent bystander, passing by in a taxi. While my brother was in Korea, the media reported the horrible riots between students and police, except it was reported as much worse than it was. My brother reported that the biggest problem was being caught by teargas.
Months later, I learned a cousin had breakfast at "Windows on the World" every morning before starting work, except that morning. He was taking his parents to the airport.
A number of my friends lost family and friends.
Every year, I watch again the news of that day. I read the stories of those involved. I pray for those still suffering. I've attended a local 9-11 memorial. I wasn't in New York City. I didn't lose anyone I knew. The world changed and so did I. I'd spent my life not looking at the ugliness of the Holocaust. Now, I look at the Holocaust and 9-11. I read books, watch movies and documentaries, listen to the stories, visit sites. I will not turn a blind eye. Pretending evil doesn't exist or sweeping it under the carpet doesn't make it go away. Evil comes in many forms, sometimes enticing, sometimes intriguing, sometimes unexpected but too often invited. I pray I have the courage to stand and face it instead of cowering or turning away. God doesn't require that I fight every evil in the world only what I find in my little corner of the world.
Tuesday, September 10, 2019
Monday, September 9, 2019
Monday Quote
I try to take one day at a time, but sometimes several days attack me at once.
~ Jennifer Yane
Sunday, September 8, 2019
Scripture Study
Genesis 4:4-5
And Abel, he also brought of the firstlings of his flock and of the fat thereof. And the Lord had respect unto Abel and to his offering: But unto Cain and to his offering he had not respect. And Cain was very wroth, and his countenance fell.
And Abel, he also brought of the firstlings of his flock and of the fat thereof. And the Lord had respect unto Abel and to his offering: But unto Cain and to his offering he had not respect. And Cain was very wroth, and his countenance fell.
Saturday, September 7, 2019
Saturday Links
Horses, over at Horse Addict:
https://horseaddict.net/2019/07/17/wordless-wednesday/
My sister posted: Do Art:
https://weareone-ruth.blogspot.com/2019/07/do-art.html
God bless.
Kentucky Horse Park
https://horseaddict.net/2019/07/17/wordless-wednesday/
My sister posted: Do Art:
https://weareone-ruth.blogspot.com/2019/07/do-art.html
God bless.
Friday, September 6, 2019
Favorite Book Friday
The Yuletide Angel by Sandra Ardoin Christian historical romance. Forgiveness does not mean a renewal of a relationship; however, it works for this story. I want to try another one of her books.
Thursday, September 5, 2019
Wednesday, September 4, 2019
Tuesday, September 3, 2019
Tuesday Tidbit
Mammoth, as used regarding size, was first found in 1802, in the "American Glossary." It doesn't say when it made it's way across the pond, so I'm leaving it out, for now.
Online Etymology Dictionary shared this interesting tidbit:
'...its first uses are in derogatory accounts of the cheese wheel, more than 4 feet in diameter, sent to President Jefferson by the ladies of the Baptist congregation in Cheshire, Massachusetts, as a present, engraved with the motto "Rebellion to tyrants is obedience to God." Federalist editors mocked the affair, and called up the word mammoth (known from Peale's exhibition) to characterize it.'
https://www.etymonline.com/search?q=mammoth
Online Etymology Dictionary shared this interesting tidbit:
'...its first uses are in derogatory accounts of the cheese wheel, more than 4 feet in diameter, sent to President Jefferson by the ladies of the Baptist congregation in Cheshire, Massachusetts, as a present, engraved with the motto "Rebellion to tyrants is obedience to God." Federalist editors mocked the affair, and called up the word mammoth (known from Peale's exhibition) to characterize it.'
https://www.etymonline.com/search?q=mammoth
Monday, September 2, 2019
Labor Day
Celebrate with reading a novella.
Faith's Labor
The fifth novella in the series...
Welcome back to Holiday, USA, small town America, where nothing happens, except holidays... and maybe a little romance, if the hero and heroine trust God.
Organic herb farmer Faith Walker regrets many things in her life, none as much as marrying a man who divorced her after their wedding night, leaving her pregnant and alone.
Horse trainer Dusty Harper crushed on Faith all his life. What is he supposed to do when she drops back into his life and turns his world upside down?
God provides unexpected answers to those who seek His will...
http://www.amazon.com/Faiths-Labor-Holiday-USA-Book-ebook/dp/B00X5XJLMM/ref=sr_1_2
Faith's Labor
The fifth novella in the series...
Welcome back to Holiday, USA, small town America, where nothing happens, except holidays... and maybe a little romance, if the hero and heroine trust God.
Organic herb farmer Faith Walker regrets many things in her life, none as much as marrying a man who divorced her after their wedding night, leaving her pregnant and alone.
Horse trainer Dusty Harper crushed on Faith all his life. What is he supposed to do when she drops back into his life and turns his world upside down?
God provides unexpected answers to those who seek His will...
http://www.amazon.com/Faiths-Labor-Holiday-USA-Book-ebook/dp/B00X5XJLMM/ref=sr_1_2
Also published in paperback Holiday, USA Anthology 2015
Sunday, September 1, 2019
Scripture Study
Genesis 4:3
And in process of time it came to pass, that Cain brought of the fruit of the ground an offering unto the Lord.
And in process of time it came to pass, that Cain brought of the fruit of the ground an offering unto the Lord.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)