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Thursday, August 25, 2016

A Woman of Strength and Purpose by Cynthia Tobias



Are you a strong willed woman, or a SWW? Well, if you are, this is the book for you. It answers a lot of questions you may have had about the way you react or the way you feel about things. Strong willed women are undeterred by people telling them it can’t be done. You have confidence and drive to improve friendships, parenting, ministries, careers, and marriages. Cynthia Tobias will show you strategies to achieve it. There is a questionnaire to test how strong your will is. Strong Willed Women, is this you?
Want to leave the world better than you found it.
Can’t just stand there-you have to do something.
Always ready for a challenge.
Never want to give up.
Sound familiar?
If it does, you should pick up a copy today. It is very enjoyable reading. It shows how your strong will fits in with GOD’s plan. Good Reading!!!

I received a complimentary copy from Blogging For Books for the review.

Tuesday, July 5, 2016

Farewell, My Love


Goodbye My Love,
My Friend,
My Husband.
Until We Meet Again.
R. I. P.

Thursday, May 26, 2016

How to Handle Kitchen Fire by: Leo Nov



Not too long ago, I had a fire in my oven and I didn't know what to do. My daughter and I threw flour, cornmeal and potting soil on it. OK, not too bright, but at the time we just could not think straight.

Kitchen fire is not an uncommon incident. After all, it is a place where electrical appliances and gas stoves are used on a regular basis. And no matter how expensive your stoves are, it can start a fire just the same. That doesn't mean though that you need to quit using your kitchen to avoid such disaster. Some preventive measures can make it work for you and it doesn't need a lot of money to do so.

Get organized. Flammable materials must be placed away from fire. Dishtowels, boxes and paper bags shouldn't be near the stove or cooking area. Don't use your oven as storage for flammable materials even if you rarely turn it on. Accidents can happen anytime and kitchen fire can easily burn down the whole house.

When cooking, don't leave it unattended. Oil can light up, pots and pans can malfunction and flammable materials can find its way near the fire. Also, handles of pans and pots must not be left dangling towards the edge of the stove to avoid catching up unnecessary materials like your hair or clothing. Incidentally, avoid using loose fitting clothing that can easily catch fire. It is not only dangerous for your home but more so for you.

Your stove, oven, toaster, blender and other kitchen appliances must be plugged in a safe area, meaning it should be located away from the sink. Wet electrical cords can start a kitchen fire.

Following directions is also a good precautionary measure especially when using an appliance for the first time or using a cooking gadget that you're unfamiliar with. Follow instructions at all times especially when fire, electricity, oil and grease are involved. Also, keep your kitchen tools clean. Oven tops, stove and toasters must be free from crumbs, scraps and other items that can start a fire.

Since accidents can happen even though you've done the necessary preventive measures, have a fire extinguisher placed near the kitchen and every household member must know how to use it. In case electrical fire breaks out, don't try to put it off with water for that will only electrocute you. Keep baking soda handy as it is a natural fire extinguisher for grease fire.

In case the kitchen gets too hot and fire cannot be extinguished anymore, get out at once. Call for professional help for the cleanup operation later on.

Monday, May 23, 2016

Why You Should Volunteer At Your Child's School by: Gertie Guide


Being a parent is life changing and though the rewards are absolute, the challenges are forever changing. Today our family structure typically involves both parents working and with extracurricular activities, lessons and camps, time has become a commodity even our children have precious little of.

While the majority of parents are involved in their children's education, they have little time to participate in the actual day to day structure of it. They see teachers and the school system as one part of their child's day that they don't need to worry about. They can simply trust the professionals to do their job. However, it's actually because of the busyness of our lives that parents need to become more involved in their child's school by volunteering on a semi regular basis.

It needn't be every day or even every week. With email and school web pages, you can sign up and be added to volunteer lists and be available when the time works best for you. It can be as much or as little as you like. The key is being available to help when you can.

Seeing Your Child Through A Different Lens

When we take the time to visit our child's class during a regular day, we have the opportunity to see for ourselves the many challenges and issues faced by teachers and students today. It's here in the trenches where we can see just what is needed and where we can step in and help. By observing, participating and asking where we can be most useful, our children can reap the rewards of an extra pair of hands and a little bit of extra time from another caring adult.

Having the chance to see your child interact can give you a heads up to situations you were not aware of. Children often behave very differently in school than they do at home and it can be a very illuminating experience. Teachers are professionals. Spending the time observing their teaching styles and the manner in which they engage children, can give you an understanding on how to teach your own child at home in life situations.

Being in the classroom also shows your child that you value their education and are making the time to keep it a high priority in your family's life. The younger children may be excited at your interaction in their classes and although the older children may not be thrilled with your presence, chances are they will appreciate your commitment to them and their education.

Helping Our Communities

Volunteering also provides support to the community. School funding is often a struggle and administrators are constantly fighting for more value with limited resources. Volunteers can help provide the support that schools could not possibly afford.

A parent volunteer willing to spend a few hours a week helping out is a welcome support to an increasingly overwhelming school system. Most classrooms are overcrowded and a volunteer can give some individualized attention to students that may be struggling. It can be anything from help with reading and homework assignments to field trips and administration duties.

Parent volunteers have become a necessary staple in our educational systems. With a few hours a month, you can support your community and show your commitment to your children's education. You are supporting the teachers by allowing them to focus on teaching and providing the best learning experience for your children.

Most importantly though, you are leading by example and pitching in where your are needed. You are being present in their lives not only at home but away from home as well. Your time is all the investment you need to make a difference.

Sunday, May 8, 2016

Catch A Star by Tamika Catchings



Catch a star by Tamika Catchings

I had not heard of Tamika Catchings even though I live in Indianapolis. I am not a sports fan. It is inspirational what this young woman has done and overcame. She shows that if you want something bad enough and are willing to work hard for it, it is possible. As she said in the book, "God took my mess and made it into a miracle." She had to overcome obstacles such as a hearing problem, low self-esteem, bullying and struggling to find her place. In the book she talks about relationships in her life. She states that family don't choose you, you are born into it. Your brothers and sisters can invite you into their lives or not. They can live in ways that make you important to them or not. They can choose you or not. She had the support of her family which helped her and of course, the love of God. She suffered injuries and still pushed on.
This is a very powerful book from a powerful woman. Pick up a copy today and travel along with Tamika as she grows into the woman she is today.

I received a complimentary copy for this review.

Wednesday, April 6, 2016

Where's My Daddy?


This little boy is without a father because of a wrongful shooting. His father was unarmed and was shot by police.






INDIANAPOLIS, Ind. (April 5, 2016)-- Police say an Indianapolis Metropolitan Police Department officer fatally shot a male suspect Tuesday night on the near east side.
Officers were called to the Marathon gas station at East 10th Street and North Rural Street around 9:05 p.m. on a report of a disturbance. Five minutes later, there was a report of a gunshot at that location.
According to police, a woman called 911 to report she was being attacked inside a vehicle. A physical altercation between the man and the officer led to the shooting. IMPD believes the suspect was not armed.
A young child was in the car at the time of the shooting, and was not injured.
There are several surveillance cameras on the outside of the gas station, however, investigators are still trying to determine what was  recorded.  IMPD is promising the public transparency throughout the investigation.
"We will involve the community and we will be transparent and share information as we know it," said Valerie Cunningham, Deputy Chief of Patrol for IMPD.
An IMPD officer was seen by a FOX59 reporter leaving in an ambulance with a splint or bandage around his arm and hand. He was taken to IU Health Methodist Hospital.

The officer involved in the incident is a six-year veteran and will be placed on leave as the investigation continues.


Sunday, April 3, 2016

Amazing Grace




Amazing grace, how sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me...
I once was lost but now am found,
Was blind, but now, I see.


Saturday, April 2, 2016

Loving Presence






          I may not know what the future holds for me, yet I do know what good waits for me in the unknown: God is there. Whereever I go, God's spirit is within me and goes before me.
       Becoming quiet, I allow muself to experience the loving presence of God with every fiber of my being. Knowing that God will never forsake me, I am relieved of fear and anxiety.
       God is powerful enough to have created the sun, the moon, and the stars, and to have sent mighty rivers surging across the ground to forge immense canyons. Yet God is gentle enough to have created the delicate petals of a fragile flower. God create me, and being a part of God's majesty greatly blesses me.


As I quiet my thoughts, I experience the loving presence of God

Wednesday, March 30, 2016

Ice Cream




Last week, I took my children to a restaurant. My six-year-old son asked if he could say grace. As we bowed our heads, he said, "God is good. God is great. Thank you for the food, and I would even thank you more if mom gets us ice cream for dessert. And liberty and justice for all! Amen!"
Along with the laughter from the other customers nearby, I heard a woman remark, "That's what's wrong with this country. Kids today don't even know how to pray. Asking God for ice cream! Why, I never!"
Hearing this, my son burst into tears and asked me, "Did I do it wrong? Is God mad at me?" As I held him and assured him that he had done a terrific job and God was certainly not mad at him, an elderly gentleman approached the table.
He winked at my son and said, "I happen to know that God thought that was a great prayer." "Really?" my son asked. "Cross my heart." Then, in a theatrical whisper he added (indicating the woman whose remark had started this whole thing), "Too bad she never asks God for ice cream. A little ice cream is good for the soul sometimes."
Naturally, I bought my kids ice cream at the end of the meal. My son stared at his for a moment and then did something I will remember the rest of my life. He picked up his sundae and, without a word, walked over and placed it in front of the woman.
With a big smile, he told her, "Here, this is for you. Ice cream is good for the soul sometimes." 

The U In Jesus




Before U were thought of or time had begun,
God had stuck U in the name of His Son.

And each time U pray, you'll see it's true,
You can't spell out JesUs and not include U.


You're a pretty big part of His wonderful name,
For U, he was born; that's why He came.


And His great love for U is the reason that he died,
It even takes U to spell crUcified.


Isn't it thrilling and splendidly grand,
He rose from the dead with U in His plan.


The stones split away, the gold trUmpet blew,
and this word ressUrection is spelled with a U.


When Jesus left the earth at His upward ascension,
He felt there was one thing He just had to mention.


"Go into the world and tell them it's true,
That I love them all-Just like I love U.


So many great people are spelled with a U,
Don't they have the right to know JesUs too?


It all depends now on what U will do,
He'd like them to know, but it all starts with U.


Will U pass it on?
JesUs Loves U!!!

Prayer Chair






A man's daughter had asked the local minister to come and pray with her father. When the minister arrived, he found the man lying in bed with his head propped up on two pillows. An empty chair sat beside his bed.
The minister assumed that the old fellow had been informed of his visit. "I guess you were expecting me," he said. "No, who are you?" said the father. "I'm the new minister at your church," he replied. "When I saw the empty chair, I figured you knew I was going to show up." "Oh yeah, the chair," said the bedridden man. "Would you mind closing the door?"
Puzzled, the minister shut the door. "I have never told anyone this, not even my daughter," said the man. "But all of my life I have never known how to pray. At church I used to hear the pastor talk about prayer, but it went right over my head. I abandoned any attempt at prayer," the old man continued, "until one day, about four years ago, my best friend said to me, 'Joe, prayer is just a simple matter of having a conversation with Jesus.
Here is what I suggest. Sit down in a chair; place an empty chair in front of you, and in faith see Jesus on the chair. It's not spooky because He promised, "I'll be with you always." Then, just speak to Him in the same way you're doing with me right now.'
So, I tried it, and I've liked it so much that I do it a couple of hours every day. I'm careful though. If my daughter saw me talking to an empty chair, she'd either have a nervous breakdown or send me off to the funny farm."
The minister was deeply moved by the story and encouraged the old man to continue on the journey. Then he prayed with him, anointed him with oil, and returned to the church. Two nights later the daughter called to tell the minister that her daddy had died that afternoon.
"Did he die in peace?" he asked. "Yes, when I left the house about two o' clock, he called me over to his bedside, told me he loved me and kissed me on the cheek. When I got back from the store an hour later, I found him dead. But there was something strange about his death. Apparently, just before Daddy died, he leaned over and rested his head on the chair beside the bed. What do you make of that?"
The minister wiped a tear from his eye and said, "I wish we could all go like that."

A Letter From Heaven




To my dearest family, some things I'd like to say,
But first of all to let you know that I arrived okay.
I'm writing this from Heaven, where I dwell with God above,
Where there are no tears or sadness, there is just eternal Love.


Please do not be unhappy, just because I'm out of sight,
Remember that I'm with you, every morning, noon and night.
That day I had to leave you, when my life on earth was through,
God picked me up and hugged me, and said, " I welcome you".


"It's good to have you back again.
You were missed while you were gone.
As for your dearest family, they'll be here later on.
I need you here so badly as part of my big plan.
There's so much that we have to do, to help our mortal man".


Then God gave me a list of things he wished for me to do.
And foremost on that list of mine, is to watch and care for you.
I will be beside you, every day of the week and year,
And when you're sad I'm standing there, to wipe away the tear.


And when you lie in bed at night, the day's chores put to flight,
God and I are closest to you in the middle of the night.
When you think of my life on Earth, and all those loving years,
Because you're only human, there's bound to be some tears.


One thing is for certain, though my life on Earth is over,
I am closer to you now than I ever was before.
And to my many friends, trust God knows what is best.
I am not far away from you, I'm just beyond the crest.


There are rocky roads ahead for you and many hills to climb,
Together we can do it, taking one day at a time.
It was my philosophy and please I'd like for you,
To give unto the world, so the world will give to you.


If you can help someone who's in sorrow or in pain,
Then you can say to God at night, my day was not in vain.
And now I am contented that my life it was worthwhile,
Knowing as I passed along the way, I made somebody smile.


When you're walking down the street and I am on your mind,
I'm walking in your footsteps, only half a step behind.
And when you feel a gentle breeze of wind upon your face,
That's me giving you a great big hug, or just a s oft embrace.



When it's time for you to go from that body to be free,
Remember you are not going, you are coming home to me.
I will always love you, from that place way up above,
I will be in touch again soon.
P.S. God sends his love.

Emergency Phone Numbers




When in sorrow, call John 14. 
When men fail you, call Psalm 27. 
If you want to be fruitful, call John 15. 
When you have sinned , call Psalm 51. 
When you worry, call Matthew 6:19-34. 
When you are in danger, call Psalm 91. 
When God seems far away, call Psalm 139. 
When your faith needs stirring, call Hebrews 11. 
When you are lonely and fearful, call Psalm 23. 
When you grow bitter and critical, call 1 Corinth 13. 
For Paul's secret to happiness, call Col. 3:12-17. 
When you feel down and out, call Romans 8:31-39. 
When you want peace and rest, call Matt. 11:25-30. 
When the world seems bigger that God, call Psalm 90. 
When you want Christian assurance, call Romans 8:1-30. 
When you leave home for labor or travel, call Psalm 121. 
When your prayer grow narrow or selfish, call Psalm 67. 
For great invention/opportunity, call Isaiah 55. 
When you want courage for a task, call Joshua 1. 
How to get alone with fellowmen, call Romans 12. 
When you think in investments/returns, call Mark 10. 
If you are depressed, call Psalm 27. 
If your pocketbook is empty, call Psalm 37. 
If your loosing confidence in people, call 1 Corinth. 13. 
If people seem unkind, call John 15. 
If discouraged about your work, call Psalm 126. 
If you find the world growing small, and yourself great, call Psalm 19.


Emergency numbers may be dialed direct. No operator assistance is necessary. All lines are open to Heaven 24 hours a day! Feed your faith, and doubt will starve to death!

Heaven's Grocery Store




I was walking down life's highway a long time ago. 
One day I saw a sign that read, "HEAVEN'S GROCERY STORE". 
As I got a little closer the door came open wide, 
and when I came to myself I was standing inside. 
I saw a host of ANGELS. 
They were standing everywhere. 
One handed me a basket and said, "My Child shop with care". 
Everything a Christian needed was in that grocery store. 
And all you couldn't carry, you could come back the next day for more.



First, I got some PATIENCE: LOVE was in the same row. 
Further down was UNDERSTANDING: you need that everywhere you go. 
I got a bag or two of WISDOM, a bag or two of FAITH. 
I just couldn't miss the HOLY GHOST, 
for it was all over the place. I stopped to get some STRENGTH and COURAGE to help me run this race. 
By then my basket was getting full, but I remembered I needed some GRACE. 
I didn't forget SALVATION, for SALVATION was free, 
so I tried to get enough of that to save both you and me. 
Then I started up to the counter to pay my grocery bill, 
for I thought I had everything to do the MASTER'S will. 
AsI went up the aisle, I saw PRAYER: and I just had to put that in, 
for I knew when I stepped outside, I would run into sin. 
PEACE AND JOY were plentiful; they were last on the shelf. 
SONG and PRAISE were hanging near, so I just helped myself. 
Then I said to the angel, "Now, how much do I owe?" 
He smiled and said, "Just take them everywhere you go." 
Again, I smiled and said, "How much do I really owe?" 
He smiled again and said, "MY CHILD, JESUS PAID YOUR BILL A LONG, LONG TIME AGO." 
"ALL THINGS WHATSOEVER YOU SHALL ASK IN PRAYER, BELIEVING, 
YOU SHALL RECEIVE." (MATTHEW 21:22)

I Was Dying




First, I was dying to finish high school and start college. 
And then, I was dying to finish college and start working. 
And then, I was dying to marry and have children. 
And then, I was dying for my children to grow old enough for school. 
And then, I was dying to retire. 
And now, I am dying ... 
and suddenly, I realize I forgot to live ...

These Days ...




We have taller buildings, but shorter tempers; wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints; we spend more, but have less; we buy more, but enjoy it less.
We have bigger houses and smaller families; more conveniences, but less time; we have more degrees, but less common sense; more knowledge, but less judgement; more experts, but fewer solutions; more medicine, but less wellness.
We spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry too quickly, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too seldom, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.
We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom and lie too often.
We've learned how to make a living, but not a life; we've added years to life, not life to years.
We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet the new neighbor.
We've conquered outer space, but not inner space; we've done larger things, but not better things; we've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul; we've split the atom, but not our prejudice; we write more, but learn less; plan more, but accomplish less.
We've learned to rush, but not to wait; more food but less appeasement; more acquaintances, but fewer friends; more effort but less success.
We've become long on quantity, but short on quality.
These are the time of fast foods and slow digestion; tall men and short character; steep profits, and shallow relationships.
These are the times of world peace, but domestic warfare; more leisure and less fun; more kinds of food, but less nutrition.

These are days of two incomes, but more divorce; of fancier houses, but broken homes...

Things We Could Learn From A Dog




Never pass up the opportunity to go for a joyride.
Allow the experience of fresh air and the wind in your face to be pure ecstasy.
When loved ones come home, always run to greet them.
When it's in your best interest, practice obedience.
Let others know when they've invaded your territory.
Take naps and stretch before rising.
Run, romp and play daily.
Eat with gusto and enthusiasm. Stop when you've had enough.
Be loyal.
Never pretend to be something you're not.
If what you want lies buried, dig until you find it.
When someone is having a bad day, be silent, sit close by and nuzzle them gently.
Thrive on attention and let people touch you.
Avoid biting when a simple growl will do.
On warm days, stop to lie on your back on the grass.
On hot days, drink lots of water and lay under a shady tree.
When you're happy, dance around and wag your entire body.
No matter how often you're scolded, don't buy into the guilt thing and pout ...run right back and make friends.
Delight in the simple joy of a long walk.

*And most importantly* Be faithful to your Master

Wait




Desperately, helplessly, longingly, I cried: 
Quietly, patiently, lovingly God replied. 
I pled and I wept for a clue to my fate, 
And the Master so gently said, "Child, you must wait." 
"Wait? You say, wait! " my indignant reply. 
"Lord, I need answers, I need to know why! 
Is your hand shortened? Or have you not heard? 
By Faith, I have asked, and am claiming your Word. 
My future and all to which I can relate 
hangs in the balance, and YOU tell me to WAIT? 
I'm needing a 'yes', a go-ahead sign, 
or even a 'no' to which I can resign. 
And Lord, You promised that if we believe 
we need but to ask, and we shall receive. 
And Lord, I've been asking, and this is my cry: 
I'm weary of asking! I need a reply! 
Then quietly, softly, I learned of my fate 
As my Master replied once again, "You must wait." 
So, I slumped in my chair, defeated and taut 
and grumbled to God, "So, I'm waiting.... for what?" 
He seemed, then, to kneel, and His eyes wept with mine, 
And he tenderly said, "I could give you a sign. 
I could shake the heavens, and darken the sun. 
I could raise the dead, and cause mountains to run. 
All you seek, I could give, and pleased you would be. 
You would have what you want~~But, you wouldn't know Me. 
You'd not know the depth of My love for each saint; 
You'd not know the power that I give to the faint; 
You'd not learn to see through the clouds of despair; 
You'd not learn to trust just by knowing I'm there; 
You'd not know the joy of resting in Me 
When darkness and silence were all you could see. 
You'd never experience that fullness of love 
As the peace of My Spirit descends like a dove; 
You'd know that I give and I save.... (for a start), 
But you'd not know the depth of the beat of My heart. 
The glow of My comfort late into the night, 
The faith that I give when you walk without sight, 
The depth that's beyond getting just what you asked 
Of an infinite God, who makes what you have LAST. 
You'd never know, should your pain quickly flee, 
What it means that "My grace is sufficient for Thee." 
Yes, your dreams for your loved one overnight would come true, 
But, Oh, the Loss! If I lost what I'm doing in you! 
So, be silent, My Child, and in time you will see 
That the greatest of gifts is to get to know Me. 
And though oft' may My answers seem terribly late, 
My most precious answer of all is still, "WAIT."

Two Nickles And Five Cents



When an ice cream sundae cost much less, a boy entered a coffee shop and sat at a table. A waitress put a glass of water in front of him. “How much is an ice cream sundae?”
“Fifty cents,” replied the waitress.
The little boy pulled his hand out of his pocket and studied a number of coins in it. “How much is a dish of plain ice cream?” he inquired.
Some people were now waiting for a table, and the waitress was impatient. “Thirty-five cents,” she said angrily.
The little boy again counted the coins. “I’ll have the plain ice cream.”
The waitress brought the ice cream and walked away. The boy finished, paid the cashier, and departed. When the waitress came back, she swallowed hard at what she saw. There, placed neatly beside the empty dish, were two nickels and five pennies–her tip.