Monday - and not such a bad space in time to be at in this very moment.

I have to share with you how amazing God really is! As I have stated before "The Secret" offers an opinion of a higher entity - and that my higher entity is God - the God of the Holy Bible that is, with Jesus as my Risen Savior. I believe I've already made that abundantly clear - but perhaps not. Now that is out in the open, I can express the motivation of my utter enthusiasm tonight.

I suppose we tend to forget some of the most amazing things in our lives (journeys), caught up in the succession of day after day offering new challenges; and in some cases new hope and promise.

Today I have been reminded of many of those things as a direct result of this blog, of God's on-going communication with me through many different vessels, and so on. I discovered a dear friend/family member who has as well experienced "The Secret". In our conversing I heard a really inspiring story... Then after reading and replying I opened an email from "The Secret" web site news letter. By chance that the timing was as such? No chance by my way of looking at it. This email also offered an inspiring story.

I was forced to re-visit where I had first learned of "The Secret" and how it all unfolded in my life a little over a year ago. It was really an amazing story in so many ways - but that is for another day.

For today, I simply want to reassure each and every person who reads this that there is always hope, no matter how hopeless the day may appear.

Today I was a bit under the wire on my thought process - and though I don't know what the considerations that were flashing in my mind's screen were all about, I do know that God simply won't leave me there...

I suppose it's from all the pleading I've done with him to pick me up when I fall down with a willing heart in the process. He wouldn't do it if I didn't ask, but fortunately I have had the fortitude to consider this request in my good times to cover all bases for my low times.

Let’s face it, life is a journey, a succession if you will, of ups and downs. Honestly, it really doesn't matter if you're a famous rock star, sports hero or a more average citizen, living a more average life. Remember always, we are all on a journey and the journey is a process no matter how many 0's are in the bottom line.

I'm not going to say that financial freedom is not something that I seek, as do most of us... However, I have to remind myself and many others that money does not buy happiness.

I can revisit hundreds of stories I have heard in my own life of those wealthier and apparently better off than many or most of the rest of us. All too often these stories unfold and the veil is lifted, a heart full of sorrow and loneliness too often plagues their existence. The core of what we are unable to see or perceive.

Remember, the story I shared about not making assumptions about your neighbors; that much goes on behind closed doors that most will never know. Behind the veil, or closed doors as the case may be, rests in its truest form, vulnerability and intimidation which hides the truth. All to often, it is too late by the time the doors open and the veil is lifted...

So tonight, or whatever time it is that you stumble onto this reading, take it as a message from a higher source... A message of hope and a reminder that you need to fill your mind and very being with those thoughts of the positive and the up-lifting. You need to see your dreams play out in your mind and believe that is exactly what they will do in reality.

"God is in the process, so trust the process." Roll with the punches; remember that Satan is well and alive. It may be well and good at this time to point out the simple fact that even he (Satan) believes in God and Jesus, it's not the belief that guarantees life eternal in Heavenly realms... It's the belief and acceptance of the gift of Jesus blood on the cross that cleanses our sins.

There are many things for the taking in this life but only a few that pay high dividends when it's all said and done. This is the greatest of all and the beginning of realizing the promise of your God given dreams and life’s purpose. A bridge once crossed and truly committed to that will leave you a changed and happier person.

I suppose this is an appropriate time to mention that interestingly enough, Satan has it bad for those of us newly converted to the faith or even coming close to such commitments... In as much, it is without a doubt in my mind that I have seen him do double duty to befall that of which God is waiting and willing to raise up. Satan will throw as much "Satan Poop" and Life's Pot Holes in your path as he can manage... Just remember when he knocks - ask God to answer for you!

I'm inspired and it's only Monday! PTL and once again, yet another reminder to have a great week, even if it means MAKING IT A GREAT WEEK! Remember the Biblical principle quoted yesterday -"As a man thinks - so is he."

Happy thoughts to all!

Oh please... Of course I know that Sunday is the first day of the week on my weekly planner... And that it is the final day of the week in which God rested... But really, I think it is a mixed bag for us in the 21st century! We are faced with a day that many of us attempt at best to relax, recouperate, and prepare for the coming week.

I think it could be considered more a buy day. You know, like football season has buy weeks... It's a day in which we should reflect on what's important; many attend worship services on this day and some even still enjoy family dinners set up specifically on this day as a long held tradition.

However, in the case of my household and family it is never so cut and dry. Some weeks it's the day we use to try to catch up on life and chores around the farm. Sometimes it's a day to sit around and watch football or NASCAR or even the culminiation of a full weekend of camping and/or boating in the summer season. It's a day reserved for special orders. It's a "Have it your way..." Day.

Today for example was much the same as the rest of the weekend - a non-descript day with an open agenda. Actually, we had things we were called to do but failed to get done. But on the other hand we did make it out into the February sunshine to examine a property our son and daughter-in-law found. It was a beautiful day to walk around in the open country air while checking things out.

By the time we were done, it was chow time and we enjoyed dinner out at a local buffet. Amazingly enough, after eating some frito's before going I actually didn't over do so much as I normally would.

Life here has been challenging in it's ho-hum state this weekend. With one kiddo determined to create a therapeutic treatment center 24/7... Another determined to undermine the other and still another adamantly defiant to life in general, you might say it's never a dull moment. It can be down right exhaustive.

It doesn't fail to amaze me what the expectations of many of the kids who move into our home are. For youth who generally are preceieved as under-privilaged, they tend now days to arrive in our company with a full list of entitlements and expecatations; all a bit unrealistic if you ask me.

Of course, it is of little surprise with every case of negative media attention in the foster care realms - the bad homes don't really get any better, and the good homes are punished as is the case in so much of our beaurocratic system. I realize our country and government is still the best one available - but boy, it sure can put a sour taste in your mouth. So, with all the rules and regulations set forth, changed, increased and enforced with an iron hand, many excellent foster homes/parents decide to throw in the towel and hang it up. Understandably, as we have considered the same option more than once.

You have to understand, if you don't already know, the kids in todays foster system have more rights than the homes and the foster parents who attempt to welcome them into their homes to help them find a better future.

It would appear they have the right to destroy your personal property, call you any and every name in the book, cuss you up and down, threaten you and your family, harrass, hurt animals and pets within the home, etc. with little to no recourse.

Sure, one can file charges against them in the most extreme cases and then have to deal with the after math of it. For example, kids going on a family vacation with you and getting caught shop lifting... You're out of town and the charges and court date are not local or feasible for your schedule to return to the vacation destination a month or two later... But, that isn't an option. So, you spend a day of your vacation dealing with police reports, discipline issues, searching bags and clothing, calling and reporting to all the necessary people and so on...

Then you get to deal with it all again by returing to the court date or meeting someone half way. You think it stops here, but to no avail! Then there are court fines and expectations that have to be met. You have youth that live in the middle of no where on your farm in the country and attend full time school. So, how do they earn that sort of money? You may be surprised to learn that everyone just assumes there has to be plenty of work to be done over and above the norm at a farm. Therefore it is presumed, they should be able to work off the fines right here, and right out of our pocket books.

Okay, do the math... You have four kids and all four are involved and all four get charged and fined. Even at $50 or $100 each you're looking at $200 to $400 in fines, plus the time and headache of trying to get them to do what they are supposed to do over and above their normal chores. Keep in mind these are the normal chores that they already don't do with any sort of accuracy....

It doesn't stop there... If they get community service, who has to take them and pick them up... So, now you've lost part of your vacation, it's costing you a flipping fortune in gas, fines and headache medicine...

And when it's all said and done, do you want to know what one of the kid's response was to a similar situation when asked how court went? He said with a casual smile "It went really good" in a tone that said No big deal... I kid you not!

So this weekend... We have teenage boys who are healthy, strong, smart and able bodied expected to do no more (in fact, truth be known, not as much) as kids we have worked with over the years that have done the same or more at the age of eight to ten, including our own biological son as he was growing up... And the point? They think they are dying! It's apparently too much to ask and too boot, the work that has over the years taken others from their age and down only 30 minutes to an hour to complete -now takes them several hours to do...

If this isn't enough to put a person on the verge of insanity... Then I hear how I am not holding up my end of the deal from one of them... Where does this indulgent, me-me-me attitude come from? I can answer that in two words... THE SYSTEM!

At what point in time the goverment decided to take parenting away from parents and honestly believed it would create a better world is beyond me...

But you would think after awhile they would start to realize their great ideas are not working so well and begin revamping the apparent glitch in thier predecessors mistakes. But no, no one wants to be politcally incorrect - so that simply can't happen.

Therefore, the more rights the kids have and the less rights the parents have (in some cases biological settings as well as foster settings) the more out of control our society is going to become.... And anyone can see the truth in that statement. It doesn't take a rocket scientist to see what we are doing to ourselves and to our kids...

Our original expectations of our foster kids in the beginning years were very similar to that of which we held for our own son. A high school diploma was not a matter of choice and there were no exceptions for the kids who wanted to stay here. Every one of those kids from that time frame graduated high school and some went on to secondary educations. Many of them have remained in contact with us and some even still come to visit on a regular basis.

But not so anymore... The kids now days are not the same and our expectations can not be enforced, as we have little to no disciplinary actions that we are allowed to hold them to.

Do you know, we can't even put a teen in the corner? It's belittling to them to be disciplined at an inappropriate age limit. That is just one small example. We're not supposed to yell but sometimes I admit it is nearly impossible to accomplish such self control.

Truly! It isn't an easy thing to ignore the behaviors of a child who is damnaging your home, breaking windows in our buildings, even our camper window had a rock thrown through it because as the young man stated "I was mad at one of the other boys...."

Let alone when you have one calling you an f------ b----, etc. You get the point... It's not always easy to say "Okay litle Johnny - I understand your angry right now - maybe you should take a little time out...."

It isn't all it's cracked up to be when folks think they are signing up to help the helpless, little, neglected children of a forgotten world... No sir....

You start out sure that love, lots of love, is all they really need and you're just the person to do it... After fourteen years of seeing kids come and go and seeing the problems of the youth increase even more rapidly than the problems of the world... I can assure you, the old addage "All you need is love..." is simply not cutting it.

So, for my weekend.... I got to dive head long once more into the over idealistic, indulgence of yet more foster youth who have some very misled ideas of how life in our home should be or is going to be.

Respect is a very broad term and seems to be missed on several levels in several capacities... Therefore, I pray a lot that the youth in our care will stabilize and make it here. That they will be able to join the real world of our lives, as imperfect as it may be, and survive their placement here with some sort of success. Graduation would be a nice goal, but anymore we have to shoot for achieving one successful day at a time. I put my best foot forward; I attempt to stay patient (I do mean attempt too!); I try to keep my head on straight and my blood pressure under control until we either hit a point of saying "It's working out..." or "We gave it all we had..."

The horses are a great thing but even that, my life long dream, has become lost in the burden of these kids realities. I hope and pray that God will show us that we are still doing a good thing as we continue on, so that we can continue on.

I remind myself, "If not us, then who?" Understandably, we take on many cases that other foster homes won't even consider and the options are becoming fewer. It's got to be a calling, but not an easy one these days!

Enough already... I wonder if I will get any foster related individuals commenting on my opinions here tonight... I'll try to keep you updated on the latest with life and times in these regards.. But understand, that sometimes this blog is my escape from such realities...

I'm ready for the kids to be back in school tomorrow morning and to have a few hours here or there to regroup between dentist, doctor, court, therapy, etc. appointments through out the week to come.

We all have our cross to bear... And after all, it's part of the journey and the process. Thus far, I am still embracing the journey and trusting the process!

Here's to a great week!
Blessing to all!

Yes, Saturday is nearly to a close and I'm nearly wondering why I was so eager for the weekend to arrive. No, it hasn't been a bad day - just a day and yet we know that every day is a miracle in itself... But just like most everyone else, I too take for granted the sun rise that has not failed to come for thousands of years.

Speaking of such, the moon last night was awesome! I love the weeks in a year that have full moons. They are illuminating, entrancing and even a bit romantic.

That brings to mind the consideration I have to the common misconception of the word ROMANTIC. It appears to me there is an underlying presumption if someone uses this adjective it is automatically assumed to involve hugs, kisses and more than one person. I suppose this was my general impression for many years as well.

However, I can assure you after twenty seven years of marriage I am a hopeless romantic and my husband is as far from that as I could imagine. Ah, you wonder about that with regard to the car story earlier this week. That was not a romantic interlude in any way, shape or form. But just because he is not of the romantic mind set, no wine and candle lit dinners would ever happen if left only to him... Nope! Ask him what our wedding songs were and be prepared for a blank expression or a defensive posture as to why that is trivial non-sense with little to no purpose for recollection. Ask me and I can give you the titles, the original artist and the words...

Okay, I realize most men would not be on that level of sentimental value... But really, the things he does remember. Oh geeze, most of them would be better forgotten. Truth be known, one could probably count on their fingers how many times I have been truly intoxicated in this life, but do you think he will forget what I said on those occasions? Heavens no! So, is it so unreasonable to think that perhaps he might be able to remember some of these seemingly (to me)significant detail from our big day?

It's okay; I can live with these truths... But it doesn't change the fact that I am still a hopeless romantic. I love a good romance movie, book or otherwise. If it is a sad ending I cry; and as I grow older and more sentimental, if it has a happy ending, I cry. Silly old me!

Truth be known, the romantic state of my being can embrace a walk (even by myself) in the moonlight, or sitting by a pond and hearing the water hit the shore in a methodical manner. You have the idea. I don't have to be swept away in my lovers arms to find the lull and warm fuzzy feelings of my romantic nature. In fact, sometimes I think I find more romance and peace in the still of nature all by myself.

It's really quite a gift in my opinion and way of thinking to find myself at a point where I can embrace my surroundings in such a way. Considering at some points in even my adult life I have had a tendency to be a bit, lets say, insecure. So, here I find an inner identity that can be okay and feel the romance and the love in life itself with or with out that preconceived idea of what it looked like back in my Cinderella era.

The reality is that in my more secure state, it has without a doubt taken a great deal of pressure off of my husband and our relationship. I embrace him and "us" for the wonderful and fulfilling relationship that it has grown into. Not what it started as, but something much more meaningful.

I used to think if something were to happen to him I couldn't imagine being alone... Now, I can't really imagine being with anyone else... It's not fluff and stuff but something that has endured obstacles, intruders and even a separation that found it stronger after the fact than before. It is solid, built on the rock of faith, with many of the rough edges polished to a high finish. It may not be a full blown diamond just yet, but I think it may be in the making.

I wonder if we will be alive long enough to celebrate a mile stone anniversary - like 40 or 50 years??? And if so, what will it look like by then?

I can't help thinking of Ron's grandparents on one side who divorced after they had been married for fifty years. I still scarcely can understand such a separation. More over, if it was that much of a burden, how on earth did they stay together that long in the first place? It's puzzling at best. I surely hope that I never find myself in such a situation.

I laugh when I think back over the years of my married life. Some of them were hardly laugh worthy, but all in all we've gone through a lot of growing up together. Now we are both on the down side of forty's; and fifty is coming up faster than we might have expected it. However, I'm now thinking it may be safe to assume we have successfully made it through the mid-life crisis. I thought so when we hit our forties, but I didn't want to be too quick to presume. I hope I'm not premature at this time in saying so... lol

However, our dreams and goals may have adjusted a bit and may be even more realistic than they once were... It is not that we have in any way resigned ourselves to the idea that we are where we are and this is as good as it gets. NO WAY!

We are both still pushing (PUSH - Pray until Something Happens) for the future. I refuse to accept that life is over until it truly is. I still have a mind with new and fresh thoughts... I still have love in my heart enough to share.... I still believe that visualization and positive thinking does create a better world.... And I am finally beginning to understand or maybe even believe that "I Do" can and might even mean forever.... I still find the moon alluring and a sunset hopelessly enchanting... And the birds singing in the morning sun still makes me think of summer and rebirth... I am more convinced than ever that there is nothing as pure as a freshly snow covered landscape over open pastures or fierce mountain peaks.... I know that there are angels watching over and protecting me and my loved ones.... And I still know that God is with me every step of the way with a bigger plan than I can even conceive.

As long as these truths remain, life is still full of promise, youthfulness and love abundant with each new day. With this much said, I am once more rendered to consider the reality of The Secret and of “my to live by” quotes... With God as my captain, I am visualizing, believing, enjoying, embracing and loving the journey each step of the way... And still trusting the process as I go.

Today’s Thought is a reflection of yesterday's blog.

Proverbs 23:7 - As a man thinks, so is he.

Remember there is a truth to the quote "If you think you can, or if you think you can't, either way you're right!"

God Bless Us Everyone!
God willing, I'll be back with you tomorrow....

Good Morning... And it must be a good morning as my Internet signal is up and running, even though the skies are clear! I know most of you techie's out there in cyber space are thinking I'm off here... But I kid you not. Bear in mind we live in rural, country landscape with nothing between our satellite and the clear blue skies! However, our signal often is non-existent when the skies are clear. Go figure! Of course, it doesn't care much for the high wind days either.... Noteworthy, the best days are gray, cloudy days. Some day I may pay the $120.00 service charge to have them come fix what shouldn't need to be fixed... But until then, I'll have to hit and miss as I can.

Then again, maybe that is God's way of telling me I shouldn’t be sitting here on beautiful sunshine days??? Just a thought!

Okay - I was thinking, which in itself can be rather dangerous... But all kidding aside, I was thinking about The Secret. For those of you who are aware of The Secret you should understand what I'm saying here. After I viewed it over a year ago I was moved to the consideration of how much it aligned with The Bible. Of course, as I noted before, the teachers or speakers as you will, offered it from a wide variety of greater than self entities, and in my case the greater than self is God.

Pondering this, I heard a verse quote for today that drives the point home in very few words. Proverbs 23:7 For as he thinks in his heart, so is he. (Translation: What we think we become.)

However, on the flip side of this, we tend to be a rather thick headed people, who insist on doing things our way. This much considered I had to think about what God's thoughts on The Secret might be.

Personally, I think it was all his idea in the first place. After all, when you are locked out of your own house; if you can't get in through the front door, why not try the back door? And if that doesn't work, check the windows, and so on. We are in ourselves, supposed to be the living temple of Christ. If he can't enter in, then he finds other ways of reaching us. Then once inside, don't we attempt to make our home the way we wish it to be - in decor and organization etc. I think you get the drift here.

It appears to me The Secret is one of those means of access. If I'm right, then God put these great thoughts into the minds of able bodied marketers, who then transformed it into an International Success.

No doubt, he wanted to reach more than just a Christian community so he made it multi-faceted. I’m thinking this was no doubt with a bigger plan, that open minded Christians would grab hold of it and move forward. In their forward motion, they would be able to paint a fresh picture to a strong willed society to grasp it all.

After all, the concepts taught in The Secret have been around since the beginning of time. We simply have become so wrapped up in our society and day to day lives which move on the fast track with little other choice, that we fail to see the obvious; that which is right before our very eyes.

Okay - enough on that for today. I have begun this journey, purely coincidentally at the same time I am entering another new voyage in my life's journey. I have decided that I have to find new ways to change my thought process and one of those, I have been reminded is by hiding God's words in my heart, at more than just a superficial level. In so doing, I am hopeful to find an effortless transformation in my thought process. Okay, maybe not effortless, but you know what I mean.

My New Year's Resolution this year was not one I have ever intentionally made before. Go ahead and laugh, but it is to give up cursing. I never used to cuss much, but years of working with some of societies toughest teenage boys over the past fourteen years had rendered me into a new dimension of language or lack of language barriers. I have to admit, I could hold my own with the best of them.

I began acknowledging that I wasn't very fond of the person I had become. I missed the innocence. Perhaps there is little I can do to regain that.... There still remained the potential of becoming a person I could stand to be with the rest of my life. No, I'm not a split personality or any other wonderful diagnosis of such. But I want to amend my being to the softer, gentler person I once was.

Some of my past kids (who are now grown) tell me I'm have mellowed. But in reality what may appear to be mellow and laid back, is no more than a pressure cooker about to blow up. The steam is being released through the higher price of my health. Things like high blood pressure, head aches and such.

After a few months of noticing my health check options, and having my Mom in the hospital for a short stay in January, all combined to spur a change in my eating habits. As you know, from my Chocolate Sprinkle Donuts of Thursday’s blog; I have not given up all the yummies all together. However, I have made significant changes. But the diet wasn't going to be enough to progress the bigger picture. Nope! It didn't take long to realize there had to be more than food involved in this life make over.

I bet you're thinking I'm in a mid life crisis now... Not really! I hit that in my thirties. lol Take it for what it’s worth, but this really is about more than an age melt down.

What else had to change, you ask? My thought process, the condition of my heart (in more ways then one - so to speak) and a renewal of my spirit being, all needed a work over. I am discovering the thought process is mysteriously the greatest of these areas. The thoughts ultimately control the person, the heart, the choices, the diet, the soul and so on.

With this much said, which is no doubt more than enough for one day I want to close with some PST (Remember- Positive Self Talk).

Today is beautiful! Blue skies and no clouds... The incredible mountain ranges can be easily viewed against the sun's contrasting rays. It all renders my soul and being to pure awe! I look about my farm setting and see several mares, who after coming through the hardest of the Colorado winter, appear to be carrying the blessings of new life that will grace our pastures in the coming months. This brings a smile to my face with even the slightest consideration of the wobbly legged newborn horses. I wish everyone could experience this incredible occurrence at least once in a lifetime!

Today I woke up, cleaned up and dressed up; no, not in formal wear, But I wanted to be fresh and ready. Today is the day. You are wondering, the day for what? I'm not sure just yet, but I bet by this time tomorrow I will be able to clue you in!

Be ready folks! Be ready for blessings, and remember that even when the Satan Poop comes along, this too is no more than possibilities! Be ready for life changing situations and your hearts fulfillment! If you are not ready, how can you answer the door when opportunity knocks? How can happy thoughts fill you to brimming over if you won't even let them take root? How can you reach a complete level of realization of all you can and were created to be if you don’t believe it yourself today? Surround yourself in a positive aura of your own choosing and creation!

Today that is your secret - the secret - change your thoughts and change your life!

Remember – Today is the first day of the rest of the journey and you can trust the process!

Wishing you all a blessed weekend! I will most likely continue to blog on weekend days as time allows - so check back often!

One last thought with NASCAR back in full swing for 2008…
In the words of DW – “Let’s go racing boys! Boogity, Boogity, Boogity!!!!” (And girls too, as the case may be!)

Once more,
Love to all!

We made it through hump day and here we are the day before the day that counts…. I have to tell you, I can hardly wait for spring let alone summer! Though this winter has lacked the intensity of last year’s snow multitudes, it has been a trying and faith testing season for those in our household and family.

Between career dilemmas, thoughts of leaving the area of which we have lived for the past ten years, starting a new business, extremely challenging foster care situations, health concerns and hospitalizations… Not to forget the new car crisis from last night…. LOL The point remains; it has been an apparent season for growth.

Growth you ask? Some may say it sounds more like stagnation and turmoil by worldly standards, it’s true. However, as I reflect on life over all, I have to agree with many great theological scholars who have acknowledged “It is in the valleys of life that we grow.”

Sure is shooting, it’s true. In the peaks we attempt to remember to be thankful and praiseworthy, but often are so wrapped up in the moment of our realized hopes, dreams and aspirations that beyond fleeting after thoughts, we simply exist in the moment.

However, in the valleys we have but two choices. One is to give up, leaving us defeated, washed up and even bitter in many cases. The other is to turn to God and “push” through whatever opposes us along life’s way.

DEFINITION OF “PUSH”
Pray until something happens.

I wish I could claim that one – but I can’t. It is simply another one of those incredible quotes to live by, found along my journey and applied to my day to day existence.

To be honest with you, I believe that God will not fully reward my aspirations until I have learned what it is that he feels necessary for such fulfillment. In my case I must be a poor or slow study, as it seems I have repeated many of the life courses to date. I must admit some of them several times now! So when do I get a passing grade?

In my very first day in this blog I said I had made it… This all plays into today’s thoughts. I have made it in some fashion… Maybe I’m only at the threshold today, but I feel it. I know with every thing inside of my being that I am on the verge of a major break through. What will that turn out to look like? I can’t say, but I think it may be bigger than any thoughts that may have played out in my mind to date.

Perhaps it’s the secret? Perhaps it’s the visualization? Perhaps I have finally reached the pinnacle of a deeper understanding that the Secret implies in a much deeper level of consciousness in my relationship with Jesus Christ.

Don’t we have to offer a good thought process, a positive feed to the world beyond us to be able to serve the risen Savior in the manner in which he first served us?

Okay – this has gone deep on you and I hope I haven’t scared anyone off… I know the secret does not speak of Christ in any direct reference… But you can fill in the blanks as you choose. I choose Christ. Joel Osteen from Lakewood Church seems to understand such principles and I try not to miss a week of his uplifting messages!

So the suggestions of positive affirmations condition our minds to accept and apply.
“You can if you believe you can…” “God will if you believe he will.” And so on….

Of course it isn’t quite that simple, but in general many theologians would like to complicate it far more than Christ himself ever did. Personally, I love parables; I live by them as a foster parent in sharing stories and analogies to make points more clear or applicable to the situation. Sometimes successful and other times a complete and utter failure. Then again, what appears to be failure could be buried seed that take time to grow???

So, in closing, today I am letting yesterday go. By the way, the new car is back home and only awaiting the new license plates. There were a few other problems that presented themselves in yesterdays “Satan Poop” that are in part resolved, and the others I am sure will be. Yesterday what appeared to be life altering stumbling blocks in my journey, now today appear to be possibilities. I have grown through one more day in the valley and arrived triumphant on the other side of the new dawn.

And tonight… I’m sure that I will no doubt have people lining up to take my hubby off my hands – he brought home donuts and gave me the one with Chocolate frosting and sprinkles too boot! Okay – it may be undermining the eating habit changes, but hey, you gotta live a little after all!

So, don’t skip the sprinkles and remember – NASCAR is running once more and this week is California! Thank God for Speed Vision and good sports coverage!