Wednesday, December 5, 2018

This week, my sweet hubby asked me what he could get me for Christmas.  I said, "I have no idea!"  He said, "Why don't you give me a list of several things you would like, I'll pick one and be able to surprise you."  I said, that is so sweet of you.  I'll give it my best shot. 
Since I'm going to write a little list for you, why don't you do that for me too?

He sat for a minute, then he said, "I don't think I trust you to get my Christmas present."  I said, "you're kidding, right?  What do you want?"  He said "I'm thinking about a new golf club."  Well, I could certainly do that! He smiled and said, "I think I want a new driver and you would probably buy a putter."   I said, "So, you're saying there's a difference?"

Monday, October 29, 2018


When I first met my husband, one of the characteristics that I respected the most was his honesty.  I never have to guess what's on his mind. However, before Alzheimer's he always had a filter. He thought about what he was saying before he said it.  Now, whatever is on his mind just rolls off his lips.
I have several food allergies, and have to be careful what I eat.  I have to admit, Wendy's Frosty's have been part of my diet for a while.  I might be addicted!

This morning my husband asked me if I have given up eating Frosty's.  He said it more as a statement than a question.  I said, "Yes, I think they may be causing problems along with all my other food allergies."  He said, "Well, they're causing you to gain weight too."  I said, "What? You've noticed I've gained weight?"  He said, "Yes, yesterday before you left for church, that outfit you had on, I could tell you've gained a lot of weight."

I thought for a minute, and then said, "Ok, I will never wear that outfit again! I'm giving it away!"

He thought a minute, then replied, "It's not the outfit."

Sunday, September 30, 2018

Fishers of Men

Some of my friends used to make fun of me because my favorite season was whichever one we were in.  The comments they would make were "you say that about ALL the seasons!"  I think the pastor and the musicians at our church are thinking the same thing.  Every Sunday I leave the sanctuary telling the musicians "Thank you so much, that is my favorite song." Or telling the pastor, "that was the best message ever." 

This morning was no different. The music and message were outstanding.  The Reverend James Boardman's message this morning was about love, I think.  I cannot quote his message exactly but he challenged us to take someone who might be hungry,  out to eat.  He said, now you have a captive audience.  While we are with another person we can "plant a seed."  He said, someone else may water that seed, but eventually, someone will benefit from that harvest. 

It's not literally about planting seeds, but about kindness, and loving each other.  Each of us is different.  Each of us have a different worldview.  None of us think exactly the same about everything. However, that does not mean we should call each other names if they don't agree with us.  How difficult is it to show another person kindness?   My challenge to you this week is to "plant a seed of kindness."  The amazing thing is that when you are busy planting seeds of kindness, you will surely be repaid, in kindness.
I Corinthians 3:8  The man who plants and the man who waters have one purpose, and each will be rewarded according to his own labor (NIV).

Saturday, September 8, 2018


     One of my friends sent a text message mid-morning yesterday, saying she was facing a 13-hour day. Needless to say, even though it was a text message I could her the desperation in her voice. Have you ever felt like that? A bit overwhelmed by the daunting tasks facing you? Well, me too! I think anyone over 10 years-old has at sometime in their life felt weighed down by life.
     Last Sunday I sat my bedside my husband at church, and felt blessed because some of that weight lifted earlier that week.  We had been waiting to hear the results of my husband's latest cancer scare.  The doctor called and said, "the biopsy shows that we got it all."  A big sigh of relief.  However, my husband was diagnosed with Alzheimer's about five years ago, and for the most part does well. Sometimes he shares his concerns and fears with me. One of the words I hear is frustration because he realizes he is not getting better.
     Before the pastor shared public prayer concerns he shared with us, a video he had recorded.  The pastor shared the video with one of our congregation who is facing rehabilitation following his own cancer surgery.  The name of the song, I Need Thee every Hour, is not new to most of us.  I have never heard the Mormon Tabernacle Choir sing this hymn.  I could feel the atmosphere inside our little building change.  My church family sat listening with an intensity I do not recall.
I have included the link for you.  Let me know if it moved you as much as it did me. Tabernacle Choir/watch?v=gSQ-3TD7g_g

Friday, August 31, 2018

Job 1:1 In the land of Uz there lived a man whose name was Job. This man was blameless and upright: he feared God and shunned evil.

Job's friends started out great! When all the horrible things started happening to Job, his friends were there for him. However, in just a few weeks, they decided, this friend of theirs, Job, must have done something wrong! Why would God punish him if he were truly a good man?

How many of us have had friends like that? My grandmother used to call them "fair-weather friends".
Don't be a fair-weather friend. When people are going through a really bad time, come along side them. Don't judge them. Love them...just like Jesus did, and still does!

Sunday, May 7, 2017

Don't Tell My Husband

For more years than I care to remember, I have made fun of my husband.  He thinks you can fix anything with duct tape and a hammer.  Just recently, I didn't share his enthusiasm when he learned you can buy duct tape in "designer" colors (his words)! Over the years I have never been surprised at his attempts to "fix" many different things with duct tape.  I seriously believe he thinks about duct tape the way I think about chocolate!
Yesterday I bought a ten-pound bag of flour.  I have a canister that only holds five pounds, so I opened the bag and attempted to fill the canister.  Something didn't seem quite right as I was pouring the flour into the empty canister.  When I stopped, I realized that somehow there was a long gash in the bag of flour.  I was dumping more on the counter than into the canister.  As I stood there looking at the flour that was now also on the floor, I realized what was happening.  I sat the bag of flour on the counter and looked at the side of the flour bag.
There was only one way to fix that huge slash in the bag, and not lose any more flour to the counter and floor.  I found one big roll of duct tape, cut off about 3 inches, added it to the ripped bag.
Maybe my husband has been right all these years about duct tape.
That's the part I don't want him to know...that he was right!

Saturday, April 22, 2017

 Diana Furr was my park bench friend...
Many years ago, my husband and I attended World Day of Prayer locally. It was a very warm day in July, and that’s saying a lot because we live in Southcentral Florida. We walked from the car to where a small crowd had assembled, and I quickly found a seat in the shade. My husband wanted to be closer to the speaker. He quickly disappeared into the crowd while I got comfortable. Or so I thought. Just a few minutes later I saw someone’s arm above the crowd waiving. At first I ignored the waving arm, I knew they weren’t trying to get my attention. Or were they?
When I turned back around, my husband was standing in front of me. “Didn’t you see me waving for you to come”? Of course, I thought under my breath, but didn’t think you were the crazy person. He continued, “Well I found a seat for us much closer, and there’s a lady I want you to meet.” He went on to say, “you two have a lot in common.” I remember thinking, how in the world would you know we have a lot in common from asking her if we could share the park bench with her? I was reluctant to leave my shady spot, but he was so persistent. He pushed his way through the crowd, dragging me behind him until he found “her”. We introduced ourselves , and immediately found a connection: The reason we were at World Day of Prayer.
This precious soul has become one of my dearest friends. I am so thankful that my husband was so insistent that day, that I follow him to that park bench.
She is a new member of Authorsden. Her name is Diana Furr, and she has written the most awe inspiring book ever. My plan that week was to read just a few chapters at a time. But from the minute I opened the book, I could not stop turning to the next page. I was familiar with most of her story, because I walked through that valley of the shadow of cancer with her. However, I felt so inspired and so encouraged by reading her words again. At times reading the book was painful and emotional. It brought back so many of the memories of her struggles with a very aggressive cancer. The hope for me was knowing the “end of the story”, or basically, knowing part of God’s plan for her. Jeremiah 29:11 “For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future” (NIV). I read Victory in The Valley in one day. And that very day I ordered several copies to share with friends. This little book offers hope and a future to anyone who reads it. The seven secrets she shares will change your life forever.
The best part is you can purchase this book from her right here on Authorsden. Just go to her site, 
I promise you will not be disappointed!
Diana Furr, author, Victory in the Valley 

Click on the link below to go to her site.