tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54587568677111314362024-03-13T03:24:36.471-05:00Kimmer ~ Keepin' it RealWalking through life in awe of God and laughing my head off!Kimerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05208861911269622230noreply@blogger.comBlogger768125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458756867711131436.post-23263049796460412512016-08-04T17:48:00.003-05:002016-08-04T17:48:52.028-05:00Check this out, I've moved!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><b>Greetings,</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><b>I'm trying a new place out and I'd love you to drop by and tell me what you think.</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">If it's no good, we come back. The deal is, a few have let me know they can't leave comments here. At wordpress it's very simple. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">I look forward to growing through this together, please keep me posted!</span><br />
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Kimerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05208861911269622230noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458756867711131436.post-72131869687247685702016-07-12T09:02:00.002-05:002016-07-12T09:02:42.049-05:00Call to action<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I'm not sure if it's only a handful of us feeling the pull to be somewhat in control of the turns our lives take or not, but I'm feeling really out of sorts all the way down to the core of my being. The turn this country is taking breaks my heart! The turn the church is making boils my blood. And I know deep in my heart that the vast majority of us really do care for each other, we are just so stinking' scared to do anything, afraid it will be wrong and we'll get killed.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I told preacher man I want to do something. I'm not sure what it should be, but I want to do something. Now hold on, not that kind of crazy, but maybe go to the square in town with a sign that says "I care, I pray and I hug". Just spend a hot July day out there in it. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">If it breaks my heart, I know it's breaking God's! Love your neighbor as yourself.... Or at least try. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So, I'm not sure what to do at this point. I feel the call to action, but that action is about love. I wonder if anyone else feels the call to help heal the hurt?</span><br />
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Kimerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05208861911269622230noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458756867711131436.post-7210265237459573052016-05-25T09:44:00.001-05:002016-05-25T15:29:01.565-05:00What not Who!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Have you thought about grief much? I'm sure that question brings to mind another question, <span style="color: red;">Oh crap, who died?</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Sometimes it's not so much <span style="color: red;">who </span>as <span style="color: blue;">what</span>. I mean think about it, we know about the 5 stages of grief. We talk about finding ourself working through stages at different times and staying in them as long as we want. There's that part of me that says, <span style="color: blue;">OK, here's the deal, I want to go through all 5 stages by 4:30 pm today because I got shit to do! </span>It never really happens that way, does it?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">It's a process. I tell my directees this all the time. I tell myself this all the time. So in knowing this, I want to look at the grief we go through when it's a <span style="color: blue;">what</span> and not a <span style="color: red;">who</span>.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Show of hands, who has ever lost a job or had to quit one? It's a loss of a <span style="color: blue;">what</span>. This <span style="color: blue;">what</span> holds a place in your life, so when it's gone, you grieve the place it held in your daily life. Bear with me... These are somethings you think about...You don't have to get up at "that" time every morning. You also won't be having lunch with the gang anymore. For me, it's the hole that is left when you loose a <span style="color: blue;">what</span> that is so hard to deal with.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I will be losing my <span style="color: blue;">what</span> this Saturday. My range of emotions are wide and the tears seem to be coming too easy. In the twilight time before Saturday gets here, I reflect. <span style="color: blue;">What have I learned? Why did you put me there?</span> Who, what, when, where, and of corse why?! God's voice calls to me saying <span style="color: red;">Look up</span>. <span style="color: red;">Face this moment. Take this in and just be with it.</span> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">There's an apricot tree in the back yard. I know this because the fruit is starting to ripen and fall to the ground. From a distance, you really can't see the fruit. As you walk toward the tree, you start to see. </span></div>
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Kimerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05208861911269622230noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458756867711131436.post-27774106399202360052016-05-18T09:25:00.001-05:002016-05-18T09:25:07.952-05:00Planted!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<i><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129;">To be unafraid of a life that can be messy. </span></i></div>
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<i><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129;">To make a space for something less than perfect in ourselves and in one another. </span></i></div>
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<i style="background-color: transparent;">To offer kindness or compassion in a glance. In a word. In a touch. </i></div>
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<i style="background-color: transparent;">To create spaces--sanctuaries--where healing and hope are offered. </i></div>
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As I walk around the house this morning, the boxes are calling to me. They're empty right now, some of them stand in broke down form, but they are ready. They are always ready.</div>
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I feel like I'm at the point where I can't make sense of it anymore. I'm tired...I keep searching for the rhyme and or the reason. </div>
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<span style="color: #1d2129;">That's what I keep hearing in the back of my mind when I start going down the road of </span><span style="color: red;">I gotta figure this out.</span><span style="color: #1d2129;"> </span></div>
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<span style="color: #1d2129;">This is stressful. I'm not saying it to get pity, I'm saying it cuz it's true. </span></div>
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We are not where we should be so, yet again, we are moving. No, we don't know to where. But I want very much to be unafraid of it all. I want very much to be Christ like.</div>
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My lemon tree is loaded with blooms. The Bee's just can't stay away. God continues to show me to bloom where I'm planted. Even if it's in a pot and not in the ground. <span style="color: blue;">It's doesn't matter where I put you, I am there.</span> </div>
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Kimerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05208861911269622230noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458756867711131436.post-7976533709391859712016-03-30T11:11:00.003-05:002016-03-30T11:11:38.111-05:00Breathe!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The more things change the more they stay the same... Naw, that ain't it. More like everything I ever needed to know I learned in kindergarten. Today, I think I have to give some credit to the exercising industry, let me explain.</span><div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I have a tape that I try to do at least 4 times a week. In one part of the work out she says, "Don't forget to breath! Breathing is so important." At first I thought, <span style="color: blue;">Well duh! No breathing = death. </span>It's not that she thinks we will forget how to breath, it's that when we workout sometimes we hold our breath, which I guess can also = death. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Sometimes we get so wrapped up with being in the 8th grade we forget the important things we learned in kindergarten. Or so wrapped up with being spiritual that we forget how important breathing is.</span></div>
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Kimerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05208861911269622230noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458756867711131436.post-32167842116615725982016-03-07T16:13:00.000-06:002016-03-07T16:13:54.496-06:00Excuses!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I went and brought home a puppy. I know right!! What is wrong with me?!! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Why do we do it? Vow not to get another animal when this one crosses over the rainbow bridge. Within 6 months, if we wait that long, we have another one running around chewing on everything. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I think I'm in a season of holy discontent. Before I wrote those words out I looked up discontent to make sure that was the word I wanted to use. Yip, it's the word.... <span style="color: red;">a restless desire or craving for something one does not have.</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> Ever have that? This one is hard to explain, because I can't just say it's about all holy stuff, cuz it's not. I still love Jesus and while my faith is challenged a lot, I do still have hope. It's more like this huge hunger. It's confusing. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Found out last month that they sold the house we are living in. They would like us out early. We are trying to find a place and the excitement of moving again has lost it's luster.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So it's raining! We need it. Work is always slow when it's raining. I came home early and got some work done. Need to take the crew outside to potty. That's another thing, when we get puppies, we start all this crazy talk about going potty and stuff! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Do we all strive to belong, to something, to someone, to some program or group that seems to have it all going for them? Or at least seems to be like us? Or maybe just wants to know us for us. I don't have these answers, but I do struggle with the questions.</span></div>
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Kimerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05208861911269622230noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458756867711131436.post-49730519138837530302015-12-19T10:20:00.000-06:002015-12-19T10:20:37.247-06:00Being Better<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I think we all want to be better people around Christmas but we forget to plan for it. Maybe we think that if we think about being better, it will somehow happen. And when it doesn't we console ourselves by saying <span style="color: red;">At least I thought about being better! </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">As most of you know, I'm a planner. I have become this way by seeing that when you plan, more fun is had, more places visited and more time is spent with people, instead of waiting around for them. Also, many of you know I also like to be a free spirit, going where the wind may take me, stopping along the way and smelling whatever there is to smell. Well, here's the deal... you can't be a free spirit unless you have a plan that you can be a free spirit from, make sense? You can't just go to the local rib shack and hang out thinking your going to spend time with your best friend from out out of town, heck even your in town friends. I'm sorry if this is news to you, but stuff like that only happened in the movies.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I push my agenda of planning on my family. I'm known as <span style="color: magenta;">The Planner, </span>I think, maybe it's something else. Anyway, this became my agenda when Preacher man and I lived in Durango, CO. You live 2 days from family and you learn to plan. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">We now live about 7-10 hours from family and my desire to plan has kicked in. Problem is we aren't going anywhere for Christmas, no one is coming here, and there really isn't anything to plan for... until 2 days ago. Work is having me go full time. Now I gotta plan out my day or nothing gets done except work. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It's like my prayer time has been lately. I don't really have a plan so I sit down and expect something awesome to happen. I need a plan. </span><br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHTQ1LcY5zxap-Yi7GAvCMZxaatCGydc6trn8RIXoLMiq-FMHcAoDOUElbYwZePwgLxgn0XcTCHH2v_nyI715Kan64GA02wvj61_ngBBb8n9_xs6ebbeocj8nvOyle_sfPh21QGXN3nRMj/s1600/IMG_4224.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHTQ1LcY5zxap-Yi7GAvCMZxaatCGydc6trn8RIXoLMiq-FMHcAoDOUElbYwZePwgLxgn0XcTCHH2v_nyI715Kan64GA02wvj61_ngBBb8n9_xs6ebbeocj8nvOyle_sfPh21QGXN3nRMj/s320/IMG_4224.JPG" width="240" /></a><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So I'm putting myself back on a schedule, cuz I also have to exercise and I hate exercising when it's cold. I also hate to exercise when it's hot, for that matter. If I don't schedule laundry, we run out of underwear. If I don't plan, I can't relax on my day's off and be a free spirit. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So as Christmas draws closer, I encourage you to look at what has worked for you this year. Exercise program? Need changing? Even exist? Ok next thing. Prayer time, are you enriched through it? Is it time to change it up a little? A lot? Maybe start to have one?!! You get the point. The new year is just around the corner and while I do not believe in resolutions, I am a planner and I want to be a better person all year, not just around Christmas!</span><br />
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Kimerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05208861911269622230noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458756867711131436.post-57657289125358842042015-10-23T11:08:00.000-05:002015-10-23T11:08:28.792-05:00The sky is falling!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Now most of you know we now live in Northern Texas. We have lived in a lot of different states, that experience different kinds of weather, at different times of the year. We were not here when Texas got it's flooding in the spring. I can only say I'm sure it was like letting 38 puppies loose in a kiddie pool filled with balls! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">These people do not, I repeat, do not know how to drive or act when the sky is falling, I mean, when it's raining! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">We own over 5 umbrella's, most Texans do not even have 1. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I have 2 rain coats and a few water proof things that I would considered outer wear. Texans have boots. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The phase "Turn around, don't drown", is more like a dance move to these people.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Every time an emergency vehicle went down the road, the girls I work with would say "Someone just hydroplaned into a ditch!" </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Truth be told, I love seeing stuff like this because it makes me feel a little more put together, well rounded and prepared. I'm glad my parents let me drive when we had an ice storm, it taught me what <b>not</b> to do. I'm proud of the fact that I also know how to drive in snow and rain. The most important thing to remember is to slow down and think ahead, something that too many people do not do.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">As I write, 3 emergency vehicle's have gone by... really people? </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">On a side note: It's pecan time. That means that we have pecan's falling out of the 5 trees in our yard! Gracie and I have been picking them up everyday. OK, I've been picking them up, she just wants me to crack them open and feed her. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">By the way... This is a new head band. It say's "In my dreams I'm a KENYAN"</span></div>
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Kimerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05208861911269622230noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458756867711131436.post-20317381208196414372015-10-06T10:56:00.001-05:002015-10-06T10:56:20.413-05:00October in Bowie Texas<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">My new flag came in the mail today!! I'm so excited! We don't seem to have a "October" flag, have one for harvest/Thanksgiving, but no Halloween. It's made out of burlap, which is a first for me, but it's big and bright and awesome! So, now I have 2 pumpkins sitting on the porch, the flag and a really cute bat made out of wood that I bought this past weekend at the Chicken and Bread day's festival. What???!! You haven't heard of Bowie's Chicken and Bread day's? Well, let me fill you in!</span><br />
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Even though Bowie’s checkered history includes some of America’s most wanted outlaws, Bowie is also home to some dashingly successful achievers. The Chicken and Bread Days Heritage Festival, held the first weekend in October, gets its name from a group of young entrepreneurs. This includes Amon G. Carter and Mose Johnson, who got their start selling chicken and bread to train passengers passing through Bowie – an early 1900s version of the fast food restaurant. There, standing in the depot and alongside train windows, were the “Chicken and Bread Boys.” Each carried hampers brimming with delicious fried chicken, warm loaves of fresh baked bread or tasty biscuits. Travelers eagerly searched their pockets and purses for money. At 10 cents a serving, why not?</div>
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Today’s celebration buzzes with activity. Entertainment includes singers, dancers and one of the best fiddlers contest in the North Texas area. Antique cars, vendors and activity booths line downtown streets, while area artists and quilters exhibit their creations.</div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: normal;">This was what it looked like as I was driving to my first day of work! Oh, I forgot to mention that huh? I got a part time job as a </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">receptionist/assistant at Cross Timber Veterinary Hospital. It's large and small animal! I'm so excited because I've never worked at a vet! They have 2 locations. The main one is in Bowie and the branch one is in Nocona. Oh, here's something else. Nocona Texas is where they make Nocona boots, which are awesome boots. However, I have always said it Nacona. I got corrected! You say it No-con-a. Dang picky Texans!</span></div>
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Kimerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05208861911269622230noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458756867711131436.post-52032218628137315042015-09-23T12:03:00.000-05:002015-09-23T12:03:52.728-05:00Bowie<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It hit me this morning that I need to post something, even if it's just a few pictures. I hate having to play catch up when too much time has slipped by!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So we are now living in Bowie Texas, pronounced Boo-e, like the knife, population some where around 5K.</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">This is the front of the house. Notice the color of the grass, it's brown! One of the first things I did was start watering. We have yet to get the first water bill, so that maybe stopping pretty quickly!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Been here a month and one week. Preacher man has 10 days on me. Confession time... I haven't been freaking out cuz I don't have a job yet, however I have been looking. Enjoying hanging at the house and trying to figure out where everything belongs. We still have too much stuff!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The house plants love it here, with the heat, sun and low humidity In fact the low humidity is awesome! In the process of unpacking, I am reminded that there is a lot of humidity in Arkansas. Had to get rid of some books and picture frames.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">God showed me today through the Daily text on Seedbed, that we all need to remember we've been called. At times, it feels like it's changed, a lot. But maybe it hasn't. JD says to be called means<i> A really amazing kind of different. </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">To really see people, to take the time and to see them. How many times have you gotten the strange looks because you start talking to people, people that you don't even know? How are you going to help God change the world if you don't see people? </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">We are living in very scary and different times. It would be safe, and maybe even easier to stay away from others and keep to our known business. But aren't we called to be about God's business? And how are we going to be about it, if we don't get out there and see people. </span></div>
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Kimerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05208861911269622230noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458756867711131436.post-90476014913179878392015-08-09T09:57:00.000-05:002015-08-09T10:08:17.696-05:00Forgiveness and completion<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Due to the current overlay of therapy terminology in our language, everyone now seems to wish for "closure." This word is unfortunate; it is not faithful to the open-ended rhythm of experience. Creatures made of clay with porous skin and porous minds are quite incapable of the hermetic sealing that the strategy of "closure" seems to imply. </div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It's that simple really and yet that hard. When I left this state in 1986, it was something that I had wanted to do since I was in High School. I spent the next 20 years wanting to go home, back to Arkansas. Being back here has been awesome, awkward, full of laughs and full of pain... it has been part of my life. I have been open to the experiences and as real as I know how to be. This chapter is done, this part of the play has run it's course and the ending is true for me. There need not be closure just completion.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Have you ever just been cruising along, learning a new job, trying to keep up with the watering that needs to happen in the yard, wondering why you can't keep your house picked up, and all of a sudden out of left field... Smack!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Well Ladies and Gentlemen, that is where I am right now, smack dab on the floor. I've been taken down by the smack of God.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The main thing I speak, is to live in the present. Don't live in yesterday and <i>what if's</i> because they are over and done with. Don't live in the future, waiting on your boat to come in, because that boat may have never been built. Live into today, that is really all God has given you and it's all you can really bank on. When we live into today, we can start to see God in all things. When we start seeing him, we can start being with him. The next thing we know, we are in the presence of God, in the present. We are dwelling with the Father. It truly is the place to be.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">With that in mind, I also understand and have to live life in this world, in this present time. It is hard. It is mean. Sometimes it is flat out not something we can even get our minds around, finding God in all things, whatever can that look like?!! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I'm in the smack down place, laying down here on the ground. Looking at the dirt, eating worms and feeling sorry for myself. If your like me, this is an easy place to hang out in. It's not pretty, cuz we're covered in dirt, got a red face from the smack down, and let's face it, worms tasted better when we were young and didn't know any better. We know better!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So I'm going to roll over and start looking up. I'm starting to see that the blue sky can take your breath away. The birds are still flying and need those worms more than I do!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It's the place where the convergence of poverty of spirit, meekness and purity of heart happened. It's where God wants us, cuz then... He can use us.</span></div>
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Kimerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05208861911269622230noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458756867711131436.post-39684015913574006442015-06-19T12:14:00.002-05:002015-06-19T12:14:35.675-05:00What's Up!!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Living God, I cannot always meet the standard expected of me, cannot always be the personality I am known for. Abba, when I fail, Abba when I stumble - stand by me.</span></div>
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Kimerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05208861911269622230noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458756867711131436.post-40456343091015173392015-04-25T18:57:00.001-05:002015-04-25T18:57:55.721-05:00April showers!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">April showers huh? I swear, I'm sure if my rain gauge hadn't frozen and broke, I would be having a cow keeping up with the amount of rain that has fallen this spring. I'm trying hard not to be critical about it and fall into the bitching mode, as seems to be the norm, but dang, we've had a lot of rain!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I do love spring, I think I say that about ever season! I have to admit though, I hate pollen! The yellow covering that happens for the whole month of April is just about enough to throw me into a sneezing fit!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I spent most of the day at my folks house helping put their garden in. That has got to be the high point of living here. Spending tie with them! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I spent time in the sun today and it helped my mood. I have to admit to St. Ignatius of Loyola, I am in the third week of the spiritual exercises. The suffering with Christ. I forget sometimes that I'm with Christ in this suffering. It's so lonely and hard to feel like anyone is with you. But like the seeds I have planted in the dirt that must die before becoming what they were born to be, I wait. </span><br />
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Kimerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05208861911269622230noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458756867711131436.post-11024322409079990192015-03-11T12:26:00.001-05:002015-03-11T12:26:11.342-05:00Why me God?<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">How many times have you asked the suffering question? If your anything like me, you ask daily. <span style="color: blue;">Why me God?! Why do I have to go through this?! When will this pain stop?!</span> Lately, I've started looking at suffering from a different perspective. Bare with me as I walk through this with you.</span><div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">When I was at the height of my career at an oil refinery that I seriously thought I would never leave, I was forced out. Given the choice of a demotion and a move to Sioux City Iowa, or severance pay. I took my leave. My life was over! I had failed in all aspects. I rolled around in my self pity at the pool for about 3 months</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> and then</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> went back into the profession of waiting tables. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">That was 21 years ago. FYI... My life was not over.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Then, when I was at the height of my career at the soup kitchen I had taken from the back of my truck, to a $300K building. I was given the option of... wait there was no option! God called my husband into full-time ministry, which meant leaving a life and home and friends that I LOVED!! On top of it all, I was awesome at what I was doing... walking with people through the suffering of their lives.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">This lesson lead me to a new way of life. A life of surrender to the maker of heaven and earth. I took classes, made new friends, got healing, and just really started a relationship with Jesus that is still new and fresh everyday. My husband became Preacher man and I was his wife. (That is a whole other blog in itself.) </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Then, after 4 short years, we were given the option to shut up and follow the lead of lies in a denomination that was going very left, very fast, or stand for what God was calling us to. We picked God over the demon-nation. Opps, did I say that?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It still hurts. I still cry over where my life is compared to where it was. I now am an assistant manager at a gas station... <span style="color: blue;">Why me God?! Why do I have to go through this?! When will the pain stop?! </span>Then I read this...</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">My suffering is for others healing. It's so you don't have to go it alone, because you have me. I will show you how I did it, how I'm doing it even today. I will point you to the true healer, but you have to be willing to lay your life down everyday...and pick up your cross and follow Him...where ever He may lead you!</span></div>
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Kimerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05208861911269622230noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458756867711131436.post-45425084761012228242015-02-26T12:47:00.000-06:002015-02-26T12:47:30.997-06:00Multitasking!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Multitasking is one of the great enemies of presence. To be present is to <b>be</b> in the here and now. Multitasking is about <b>do</b>ing, not <b>be</b>ing. Think about it, how many times have you talked to someone who is looking right into your eyes and you can tell they are nowhere near you? How many times have you been that person?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The deal is, we need to stop it! How on earth are we to ever hear from God when we aren't really listening? When we sit there and inside our heads we are making lists of things that need done, doing laundry, living in the past, hoping in the future... Really? You think you can hear God speak through all that? </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So how do we go about <b>be</b>ing in the here and now? One way is to pay attention to your breath. Brenner says to <i>attend </i>to your breath, meaning to be fully present to your breath. To help you do this, get comfortable and when your ready, close your eyes. This cuts out visual distractions. Then, insert ear plugs or cover your ears. Now, notice your breath - don't try and change it, just <i>attend</i> to it as fully as you can. Be present to it. Listen to the sound it makes and feel the movement in your chest as you draw each breath in and then release it. When you notice thoughts or any other thing that takes your attention, simply return to being to your breath. Don't resist thoughts, but don't hold on to them either. I like to see it like I'm standing in a stream and thoughts are like boats that come towards me. I see them, and let them pass.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Now this isn't the easiest thing in the world to do. I end up paying too much attention to the color of the boats as they pass and sometimes I just climb on board and off I go. When that happens, I take a deep breath, and attend to my breath again. With practice it becomes easier, and the presence you slide into becomes deeper and fuller. </span><br />
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Kimerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05208861911269622230noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458756867711131436.post-70396845445351939892015-02-17T12:03:00.000-06:002015-02-17T12:03:40.355-06:00Bloom<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">This is one of my air plants. I use to have more than I do now, which is something a Master Gardener doesn't like to admit. This crazy thing is blooming. As I think about it, it's bloomed every year since I got it. It just sits in this window day in and day out and then BAM! It blooms.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">This is something that sustains me. Blooms in the dead of winter. Just when I was looking for another reason to be upset about something, God let's this very small plant bloom right in front of me to remind me...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">In order for me to see, while I'm looking, I need to be open to what God has for me. If I make my mind up before hand that all is not right in my world, this gift of a flower might be missed.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I'm having a hard time with things not being right in my world right now. Things have not gone as I had hoped and dreamed. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">But God...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">He gives me just enough to keep on keeping' on. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">How about you? What sustains you? Are you looking for them? If you aren't looking, are you at least being open?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">This is Fat Tuesday! Tomorrow is Ash Wednesday and the start of the season of Lent. I am preparing to walk with Jesus from the mountain to the cross. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Lord, give me eyes to see and ears to hear!</span><br />
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Kimerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05208861911269622230noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458756867711131436.post-2184309451940470742015-02-04T08:20:00.000-06:002015-02-04T08:20:35.237-06:00Again?<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I have found that God deal's with me, just like he does everyone else... In a personal way. Think about it, what good would it do if he disciplined you in a way that worked for me? Let me give you an example.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">When I was young and hanging out a lot with my sister, we would get into trouble. Now the exact trouble we got in escapes me, but the discipline does not. One such action on my parents part was to spank my sister first, if she did not cry, she caused the trouble. If she cried, I was hitting the road! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It's hard to be disciplined. It's because we think so highly of ourselves you know. When we are disciplined, it hurts our ego but it strengthens spirit. Discipline always seems painful rather than pleasant at the time. What's important is the outcome, are you allowing yourself to be trained?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">We don't have to take God's discipline. We can rebel and run, cross our arms over our chest and stand on the firm sand of our own righteousness, stating that because of them we had to act that way. Really!? </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Are there areas in my life where God is working for change through the sting of conscience, remorse, and agitation? </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">This was part of my devotion today, and I'm sure that if I'm having to deal with it, you have too. It hurts. I guess the question is, am I paying attention? </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Seek to live peaceably with folks. Try. It doesn't always have to be your way or the highway! Just breathe, calm down, and focus on God. There is always a bigger picture we are not privileged to see. Let go of the right you think you have to be upset and let God disciple you. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Sounds easy enough, but it's so hard. That's why this life is a marathon and not a sprint. It takes us miles and miles to get it. But God is right there with us, every step of the way. So lift your head, drop your load and keep walking!</span><br />
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Kimerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05208861911269622230noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458756867711131436.post-63651322422545767642014-12-16T10:38:00.001-06:002014-12-16T10:38:35.892-06:00Content<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Are you content? Or maybe the right question is what is contentment? How do you know when you reach it? So I look it up, you know me! When used as an adjective, content means <i>satisfied with what one is or has; not wanting more or anything else.</i> </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">At first glance, this could be the face of contentment<i>.</i> The longer I look at this picture the more I begin to think about how uncontent this dog is. I mean, if you were to throw the ball just one more time....<i> </i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I think it's strange that I can't make up my mind if we should be content or if we should not want to be content. I mean, doesn't that drive you and motivate you to do more? Wouldn't you get lazy if you became content? </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It's hard to find that balance. Maybe the only thing we should be content in is God. However, in being content we are not wanting more. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Just some deep things I've been thinking on lately. How about you? </span></div>
Kimerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05208861911269622230noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458756867711131436.post-46618762294956319202014-12-11T17:05:00.000-06:002014-12-11T17:05:15.046-06:00Picture's!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">What is it they say about good intentions? And who is "they"?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Sorry about it being almost a month since last I wrote with you in mind, but it has been flat out crazy around here. Or maybe I'm the crazy one.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I'm going to post some pic's in order to share with you what in the sam hill has been going on around here.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I've been seeing my fair share of these. That's the sun coming up behind Burger King, which is across the street from work. BTW, I won't be using the name of the company I work for because I don't want them to know about me cuz they will stock me. They have moved open time to 4:00 am. This pic was taken around 7:00 am. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">This is what I get to drive into in the mornings. It's our main street and there are snow flakes that line both sides of the street. When I see this, I almost forget how crabby people can be.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">This is Gracie with her stick. I know, it does look a little big for her, and she's a big dog. We have burned all the small sticks so she has been forced to pull up small trees and smack us in the back of the knee caps as she runs by. Dang Huskies!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">This is our wild and crazy Christmas tree. I believe in forcing branches to loosen up by placing heavy ornaments on them. Yes, I do know that there is no topper. I'm looking for a new one. See Santa in the corner?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Here's Santa! We got our yearly gift from Maker's Mark and this year it's a "Deck the neck" scarf. The gift's are meant to to go on a bottle and to be given as a gift. Not happen, just saying.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">There's Preacher man, hanging lights! After he finished, he got sick and has been sick for 4 day's now. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I just wanted to say Hi, before the season got away from me. Thinking about you and wishing you Burger King sun rises and really big sticks to play with!</span></div>
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Kimerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05208861911269622230noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458756867711131436.post-89889844872655342982014-11-12T11:25:00.000-06:002014-11-12T11:25:09.406-06:00Trees!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">When I was in college, I got the chance (?) to take some classes in trees. I can't remember what the class was called, but we studied different trees and how to prune them in order to stimulate them to be the best tree they could be. That last part there was not part of the course description, it's how I look at pruning and taking care of plants.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">In fact, now that I think back on it, the Agriculture department students provide a great source of incredibly cheap labor for the university. Everything from pruning trees, gathering eggs and milking cows. Now those were the day's huh Janet! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Anyway, there is waiting that has to occur with the art of pruning. You don't just keep at the pruning! You stand back and give it a rest and see what happens now that you've loped 40% of the tree off. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Now there is one kind of tree that I don't know much about, didn't have the opportunity at college to study many of these beauties. Citrus trees. So what does Preacher man go out and do a few years ago? He goes out and gets a lemon tree. I tried so hard the first year to treat it good and give it everything I thought it would need. That winter, it dropped leaves and just looked bad. Next summer I cut it back some and that winter it faired much better.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">This last summer, I trimmed her up some but mainly, I just let her go, I waited. This fall, we've moved her back inside the house and this is what's happening now...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Can you believe that? And smell good, whatcha talking about, it smells just like Hawaii! I don't know what kind of crop we're going to have, I'm just so excited about the flowers that I can't think straight!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">God showed me, this is what happens after pruning and waiting, not only in the lemon tree, but also in us, in me... </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So when I smell this gift, I think about the fragrance God is creating in me. The Lord knows all about the pruning we're going through. He did it! He knows us better than we know ourselves. He stimulates us to be the very best tree we can be!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So I get my encouragement from the lemon tree today! </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Keep waiting in hope. God has not forgotten His promise.</span><br />
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Kimerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05208861911269622230noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458756867711131436.post-87803469073035399132014-11-10T09:22:00.003-06:002014-11-10T09:26:04.774-06:00Surprise?<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Do you like surprises? I think I can say, I do. Believe me, I understand there are surprises out there that no one likes, but as a whole, I think I like them. Now don't get me wrong, I am a planner, sorta. I mean, somethings have to be planned don't you think? Nothing is coming to mind right this very second, but I know things must be planned!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Preacher man and I went to church together yesterday. I know, this use to be something that happened all the time. With our work schedules, it's something that hasn't happened in a while. We had planned it, and knew that after church we would be hanging out with Mom & Dad. That was the plan. I had not planned to hear from God, I was just showing up.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It's been hard lately. Hell, it's been hard for awhile. Having to go back to what <i>I</i> know because the plan that <i>I</i> planned has changed. I mean even the Disciples went back to what they knew, fishing, when Jesus left. It's like a default mode that's inside of us, or at least me. We go back to what we were doing before Jesus showed up and changed our life don't we? Can I get a witness?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I have shut doors in my heart that lead to the what if's and the could be's. I've set up my own protective devises that go off when something or someone try's to open those doors. I'm fine living my life shut down and unexpectant, really.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I was able to worship even though the music could have been better. It was the words that cracked the door open. The next thing I know, tears! (I am a firm believer in tears that come straight from the Holy Spirit!) There was the knowing in my heart, I was seen, God has not forgotten me. I looked, and the dang doors were opened again. There is hope...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">God does have a plan, even though I don't have a clue what it is. Am I going to be able to let Him surprise me? I hope so. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">God woo's us to Him. Woo means <i>to seek the affection or love of someone. </i>God is the wooer and we are the wooies. He is seeking us, wooing us to Him! Will we let Him?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I'm waiting. It's hard, but I'm waiting on God. I know He could use my help in planning all this out... I know He needs my input and my thoughts about what to do... </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">My job, right now, is to wait on God. To let Him open the doors of my heart again and woo me. </span><br />
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Kimerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05208861911269622230noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458756867711131436.post-28621924852673569912014-10-27T09:13:00.000-05:002014-10-27T09:13:20.115-05:00Good-bye Liz<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It's changing again, the seasons. Just when I figure out how often I need to water what plant outside, the weather changes and that skill is all for not. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I have a rare 2 days off and I can't seem to do much. I'm filled with a sadness and regret that I'm having a hard time shaking. Maybe that's part of the issue, I need to sit with it, not shake away from it.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The sadness and pain came to an end for Liz around the end of May. I had watched YouTube and had seen Liz reintroducing gorilla's back into the wild. I tired to contact the company to see how to get in touch with her, but never heard anything. Liz had been a good friend, even if it was over 25 years ago.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">We got a copy of the autopsy and I read it last night. My eye's fill as I think about her now. The word that kicks me in the stomach is incised. I looked it up so maybe I could get a glimpse into something. What I saw was <i>made or cut cleanly, as if surgically. </i>The pain, sadness and regret overshadowed the light. It cut away the light on purpose, as if surgically.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I hear some of you, I don't know what kind of pain she had, but I do know what kind of pain I have now. God calls us to live in the present. To stop rehearing the past and dreaming up the future. I'm finding that hard to do today.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The strange part is how the world just keeps on going, not missing a beat. But when Liz's stone was dropped in the water, I noticed the ripple. I am glad that our ripples crossed and I got graced by your life. I remember the way you use to put your hand on your hip, the way you smoked a cig, and your laugh. </span><br />
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