My migraine story......

I suffer from severe migraines, that sometimes last for two weeks. I have every kind of migraine there is. They go from the ones that last a few painful hours,to the ones that get you down and you just call your friends and ask them to pray, since you know something bad is wrong.. I'm even blessed with the cluster migraines, those are fun, just when you think they are gone, they sneak back up on you. I've even had the ones where you think your having a stroke. Oh, yes. There are the panic attacks that go with them. Since your terrified another one is going to come. No one seems to understand unless they too have suffered. Many think oh, its just a headache, take some asprin honey. No, over the counter medicians do not work for those who suffer with severe migraines. They change your life, the way you feel, and you hope for a cure one day. I know many friends who suffer also. Everything to anything can bring them on. For me, one main thing is the weather. Any change at all and boom, merry migraine to you.... I'm kinda making light of it, but it is serious, and to my story there is a blessing. Once, my husband had to take me to the E.R. for a very bad one. As they gave me many drugs, and sent me for a ct scan, I was put in the hallway with a few others. I was kind out of it, but still there enough to know. One little elderly woman was just singing loudly away. I thought, this is my time, its okay, I was praying either take me now, or take the little woman and let her sing all the way...( I know, many of you are thinking how mean, but you migrainers, know exactly what I mean.) Next to me was an elderly man who had bleeding on his brain. I know he was very serious. He had a daughter with him, she was from the south, she spoke so softly and beautifully. She reminded me of a friend from church. She had beautiful blond, long hair. she came over to me, touched my forhead, and told me how beautiful I was, and that I was in Gods hands, and He was going to take care of me. She stood there that moment with me, away from her father, and prayed over me. That touched me so much, to know,that she took her time to look away, and look to me for a moment. I never saw her again. Was she an angel? She could have been. That day, she was an angel to me. Those of us who suffer, know what pain is. I know God is always with me in my moments of pain. I'm thankful for that day, that he sent that beautiful woman to me, I felt Him through her touch, and saw Him over me.......

A favorite Gift......

I have lots of gifts from family and friends.I think the best gifts are thought out,from the heart,and homemade.One of my favorites was from a bestfriend.It was a beautiful box,wrapped with a ribbon,filled with homemade cards.Lots of cards for every occasion.The cards were so beautiful,made from her hands,given to me with love.See, she knows me so well.She knows I love to send cards all the time. Not cards with writing in them,but blank,so I can fill the pages with my words of love.This gift,I will always remember,for it just did not touch me,but all those who received those cards......

What kind of job do you have?

I hear all the time where do you work or what kind of job do you have. Once someone hears you are a stay at home Mom they applaud you for your strenth,others may look at you like, thats not a job. Have you ever gotten those looks? I am a proud stay at home mom now for 18 years. There is no job harder, and no job that gives more blessings. Many have figured if moms at home had to be paid for all the hours they put in, it would be in the hundreds of thousands a year. There is no 9-5, no vacation pay, and no sick days. This job contains no shift, it is 24/7. I have so much respect for those moms out there who work outside the home too,I don't know how they do it. I do know that my family repects me, and I respect myself when I look in the mirror at night. I work hard and I give it my all. I put my family first. Being a stay at home mom is the greatest job in the world. I have been blessed with my husband working to stay at home with our children. It was a choice we made together. My mom was a stay at home mom, and it was a blessing to me. One day after all our children leave home, maybe there is something else out there that God wants me to do,but for now, I'm being a stay at home mom.....

Mocking your faith......

What do you do when your a Christian, thats just who you are,and you get mocked for your faith? Does this happen to you? I can say that this really hurts. It hurts because this is what my whole being, my whole life is based on. I base all my decisions from Gods word, I try to live out my faith,Just as He asks. For me, its hard to have a conversation without talking about Christ and what He has done for me. I want to be a witness to the world, to a place that is lost, a place in need of a Savior.I wake up thinking about Him and I go to bed Thinking upon Him. In this world I don't have to answer to anyone about who I am or what I believe. The life I live and the choices I make. The only person I truthfully have to answer to is my Savior Jesus Christ. One day all I want to hear are those words,well done my good and faithful servent.So what do we do? We keep our heads up, we stay brave and fight the good fight.It is sad, that others make fun or jokes about what is so dear, that they have turned away from. What we go through here on earth is nothing compared to what Jesus went through. So lets suit up with that armor, and continue in our faith, even if others choose to mock or turn away......

My little guy.....

My son is this amazing person. Watching him grow from Elmo to G.I.Joes. From eating too much squash, to peanut butter anything. He was always the giver, the one who shared everything he had. He'd give it away if you asked. He loved being outside in the dirt,with all his little cars and trucks. He would stay from morning till night, and not really want a bath. He loved drawing, and would fall asleep with crayons in his hands. He grew from that little boy to now a young teenager, with the same giving heart, full of love and grace. He is a mercy, and feels others pain. He loves the Lord with all his heart and serves when ever he can. Ofcourse now he loves trucks and cars, and action movies. He does great at school, loves to fish, help his dad with wood,and what touches my heart is on the days when my migraines are really bad, he not only steps up and does things in the house for me, but he takes care of me also. He loves music so. He can play the guitar and mandolin by ear. He can hear a song and just begin to play the chords. He loves all kinds of music. To hear him play,blesses my soul, that the Lord has blessed him with such a gift so share. He has a heart of forgivness, and reaches out to others. He loves to be in the woods and hunt, just listening to the sounds.He loves his family with all his heart, his youth pastor is so very special to him, just like a brother. He can have a conversation with the very young,someone his age, or the elderly. He just has this spirit, that you want to embrace. He stands up for what he thinks is right, and isnt afraid to back down. My little guy is now becoming a young man. I see the dreams he has in his eyes, and without a doubt I know he will achieve them with God on his side. We sing and shout together. We love to laugh, we seem to have our own little jokes,that we can only hide. He is a young man I am proud of, I'm proud to be his mom. From holding his hand to cross the street, to seeing our Pastor baptize him, to hear him play the music he has wrote, only will I grow more proud.I thank the Lord above for giving me a son. I was terrified at first, I thought what will I do with a son? A son brings so many blessing, thats words cannot define, a home filled with so many noises of a growing boy, to one day we'll see him leave and continue to shine.....

Missing all the laughter....

When all your children leave the nest eveything seems so quiet with just one left in the home.Our house was always filled with laughter from morning until night. The girls were always getting ready, trying to pick out clothes, little brother was always pestering seeing how much he could get done. Kickball,softball, any kind of ball, bbq in the yard with three wheeler running over everyone by big brother trying to get a laugh, kids always saying "Mom or Dad"!!!Our table was always full , and kids running scared trying to get out of chores. Everyone having the flu, all except poor dad,who took care of all of us, running here and there. Always too much laundry and the floors were never kept clean.When your kids are at home the sounds are always there. We seem to take for granit those giggles in the night, or even those big fights where all the girls are on little brother finally giving him whats due. When your house is empty oh how you miss those sounds. If you could just have kept them for just a few more rounds. I think we would all take lots more time to listen, to take in all the sounds, that forever will be missed.......

The Virtous Woman,Do you know one.......

I know this wonderful woman who gives and gives and gives. She has been through so much in her lifetime,and carries a heavy load. She is an amazing teacher who is before us every week, shes humble as a servant, and beautifully meek. She is a true example of what we all should be, and gives us lessons to follow, each and every week. She loves from her heart so deeply it shines, you can see Jesus in all her works divine. She never asks for anything, but always seems to give. She loves her Lord, her family , and her church with all her heart. Everything she does, she does it with all her might. Shes the woman I want to be. She is going to teach us about the virtous woman. No better example, for us to have to show us how we should be. I love her with all my heart,and love to hear her teach......

Our Girl in the Airforce....

When you watch your children grow you think you know them quite well. You know their likes and dislikes, but with our oldest daughter what we thought we knew just wasnt so.... Shes bright,beautiful, and funny. She loves swimming, once you get her in the water, she ain't ever coming out..She always played sports, she still does. She was the daughter who dressed in sweats and t-shirts, casual dress, hair in a ponytail and still looked beautiful. She always wears a smile everywhere she goes.We thought she may live on the beach, and be an oceanbiologist, or maybe be a teacher and coach sports.We never expected her to go into the airforce... That was a total surprise. We thought oh,gosh, shes not gonna like it, its just not her, but how wrong could we be? Our daughter is one amazing girl, she just continues to strive, to go forward, and take on any challenge. She has gotten awards, and just keeps getting promoted. She faces many challenges and takes them head on, with the Lord as her Savoir she knows anything is possible....We couldn't be prouder of our daughter and who she has become, she is still growing into the woman God wants her to become. It has been a blessing watching her grow from loving vegatable soup, to walking down the aisle,to watching her now in a different light, as she wears the colors proud. We couldn't of predicted where she would be today,but we are so thankful to take part in her life eveyday........

Do you believe in miracles?

My son and I were coming home from town. We had had a busy day at home with school, and many things so we decided to go out for the afternoon. We ended up coming home as it was getting dark. We are on a two lane road, just driving along, singing and laughing as we always do, when as we top a hill I see a old farm truck in the other lane with a car coming straight for us. There was no time to think or move, all we could do was see his headlights right at ours. I called out and said "God", it was all I thought to say. In the blink of an eye that car moved. Not just slowed down, there was no time, that car was picked up and moved behind that truck... My son sat shaking and I was in tears. We only had about one mile before we were home. I had just called my husband before and told him we'd be home in just a sec. but as my son and I drove that last bit home no one said a word, we just cried. We both knew how close we had come. As we pulled in the drive I just sat there, not moving just praising God for His mighty hand, His awesome power, and my love for Him. I sat there thinking I almost lost my precious son, my husband and children almost lost us both. I thought about what would of happened. The phone calls to my Mother, to my children, and friends. I thought about everything just sitting in the car and how thankful I was to just be here with my family. I came in and heard my son telling his dad. I just went to him and fell in his arms and cried. I dont know why that person was in such a hurry, or crossed a double line, on a hill to an oncoming car.I wonder at times if they ever think about that night our lives almost ended. I do, I will never forget that night on that hill, that God saved my son and I. I will forever be thankful for His love and His grace. Thank you Lord for what you did upon that hill.....

Friends know Friends......

Isn't funny how friends always know justs when to call, send a card, or send a text,or just stop by unexpected? Friends always seem to know one another so well, God speaks through our friends, and gives us special touches from heaven. Today I had a special friend send me a text with a scripture. It blessed my heart. It brightened my day, it was just what I needed. Somehow, someway she just knew I needed a touch. Friends are like that. They just appear at the right time. They are always there, never far from thought. I am so blessed to have all the friendships I have. Each one is special in its own way. A true friend is one who is there in the middle of the night when you have to go to the hospital, one who loves you when your unlovable, when you call crying and you don't know what to do, when you just can't seem to take another step and they are there to lift you up or carry you. They not just there in the fun and great times, although there are plenty of them. I would like to say thank you to all my special friends that just always seem to know......