What A Difference A Day Makes

What a difference a day makes.

Last week I posted on Monday with a promise that I would start posting more regularly and share pictures of my straw bale gardening experiment. That very evening my mother fell down some cement stairs onto a cement floor, and my world changed dramatically. Besides cuts, bumps, and bruises, she suffered a really bad fracture to the upper left arm. We feel lucky that God chose to spare her life.

My week consisted of one night sitting up with my mom in the hospital and daily trips to help out, get her home, get her to a new doctor (There is a long story of neglect with her first doctor… better left untold.) and getting her and my dad situated at home where my dad can take care of her when I am not there.

My dad is very discouraged because his garden was doing so well, and now he will not be able to care for it like he had been doing. He is afraid to leave my mom for any length of time.

None of us can see what might happen any minute of any given day. That is when we must choose to have faith in God and move forward with a positive attitude. A day can make a big difference for good or bad. Last week as I drove back and forth under severe sleep deprivation, God gave me the strength and kept me awake. I came home one day with some of my best plants shriveled from lack of water, but had time to quickly water them before I went back the next morning.

Now God is sending rain, so I don’t have to water.

I also set out some rose bushes that had arrived in the mail during the week. At one point I thought I couldn’t get it all done but found time to plant and mulch them Saturday morning, before I had a big day filled with company I had invited to celebrate my husband’s birthday.

I refuse to give up.

I will work in the garden as time and strength comes. I will take care of my mom and dad, and fit it into an already, overloaded schedule. I will spend time with my immediate family and play with my grandson. I will prepare and teach Sunday School lessons to children (even when I have to get up at 4:15 on Sunday morning to study, then only one shows up… we actually had a sweet time…one-on-one), I will shop for and serve snacks for Sunday Service when it is my time (this Sunday was it), I will take care of our animals, I will keep my house clean, and the laundry caught up, and I will do it with the strength that God gives when I ask. I have total faith in God’s promise not to leave or forsake me (Hebrews 13:5), and that whatever I ask He will provide if I stay strong in my Bible and in being obedient to God’s wishes (John 15:7).

Even when I can’t see around the next corner and maybe I am one minute away from a major disaster, I rest in God, that He will take care of me through it all, and I will continue to have hope in a life that is filled with fun, energy, and promises of good days to come.


Here are the pictures of my straw bale gardening that I promised last week.

Straw bale with lettuce, basil and tomatoes.

Straw bale with lettuce, basil and tomatoes.

I actually got the tomatoes staked this weekend, and a lot more weeding done, so there will be more pictures later. Below are the rest of my pictures of the straw bales with various plants.

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Straw bales with squash.

Straw bales with squash.



So whatever you are having to handle today, ask God for strength to get you through it all. He created us, He loves us, He knows us, and He wants to help us through whatever we are facing each day. He will walk each minute and mile with us, and He will help us grow in faith that He will always be there for us… if we choose to let Him.




I could not make it through this world without leaning on God for my strength and guidance through life. When I let myself  take control… I mess things up. When I allow God to take control… things go so much better, even when I am not understanding the path that He leads me on (see Psalm 23:3b).

I love to study the Bible and desire to learn as much as I can. I would love to put all I learn into practice but have found that has to come very slowly. The way we think, as taught by worldly standards, and the way God wants us to think, are two very very different things.

“For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, saith the Lord. For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways, and my thoughts than your thoughts.” Isaiah 55:8-9

Another area that I have finished on my basement project is an area for Bible study. I can leave all my books and Bible there, open to the next place I need to read, and go about my day until I come back to the spot and meet back up with God’s word.

Bible Study area.

Bible Study area.

Notice the heating pad tied to the back of the chair. I like to get cozy as I study.

Notice the heating pad tied to the back of the chair. I like to get cozy as I study.

I found this metal wall art at Hobby Lobby and placed it there as a pray for God to teach me His ways.

I found this metal wall art at Hobby Lobby and placed it there as a pray for God to teach me His ways.

I study here and then go out into the world and mess up. And I come back and study some more, and go out again and mess up. And I come back… again and again… and the next time I don’t mess up quite so much. It is a process that God has to walk me through to get me where He wants me to be. It is hard, but God is gentle with me, even when I am not gentle with myself.

If you don’t have a relationship with God then you are missing out on something very wonderful that helps you walk through this life and prepares you for the next.

Here is a prayer for you:

“Shew me thy ways, O Lord; teach me thy paths. Lead me in thy truth, and teach me: for thou art the God of my salvation: on thee do I wait all the day.” Psalm 25:4-5

If you want to seek a relationship with God, study the books of Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John to see what Jesus did while on earth and why He had to die on the cross for our sins.

To understand our sinful nature just try to keep all the commandments for just one day. (The ten commandments are found in Exodus chapter 20.) If you get past the… Thou shalt not lie, and Thou shalt not take God’s name in vain, try getting past the New Testament idea of murder.

“Whosoever hateth his brother is a murderer: and ye know that no murderer hath eternal life abiding in him. 1 John 3:15

“As it is written, There is none righteous, no, not one.” Romans 3:10

“For the wages of sin is death; but the gift of God is eternal life through Jesus Christ our Lord.” Romans 6:23

But God says:

“If we confess our sins, He is faithful and just to forgive us our sins, and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness.”      1 John 1:9


“That if thou shalt confess with thy mouth the Lord Jesus and shalt believe in thine heart that God hath raised Him from the dead, thou shalt be saved. For with the heart man believeth unto righteousness; and with the mouth confession is made unto salvation. For whosoever shall call upon the name of the Lord shall be saved.” Romans 10:9,10,13

If you follow the plan from the Bible, set out in the scriptures mentioned above, then I am sure you will soon want to make your own sanctuary where you can be alone with God and study His word.

(Note: If you are new to the Bible, there is the gospel of John that follows Luke and then there is 1 John, 2 John, and 3 John toward the end of the Bible sandwiched between the books of Peter and Jude. These books are all written by the same John. As you study the Bible, think of it as a Library that has poetry books, song books, history books, books of prophecy, books of wisdom, letters, etc., instead of just one book.)

Adding Color

Yesterday, I got the second coat of primer on the bookcases. It was an easier job than previously, because I got the brilliant idea to remove the backs from the bookcases. Now why didn’t I think of that before?

I am going to cover them with laminate paper to give more of a look… like you see in decorating magazines.

Bookcases with backs removed.

Bookcases with backs removed.

I finally got to start painting with color yesterday. The colored paint is thicker…. so less drips and mess, and it is much more fun to see the color going on the walls. And less smelly:)

This is going to be a very colorful room. The bookcases will be one color, the side walls another color, and the end walls as you can see are yellow. There are so many beautiful colors that God has given us, I can’t stick to just one. Plus, I got the idea from a room on a brochure from Sherwin Williams. Since I am using the same colors as the brochure, I already know what it is going to look like and hope to show you more progress of the color combinations soon.

Okay… I’m going to work now and hope to show you more progress soon.

“She looketh well to the ways of her household, and eateth not the bread of idleness.” Proverbs 31:27

Quaking At The Sight

On Friday, I couldn’t blog. My internet would not open on my computer. I tried everything I knew to fix it, praying something would work.

I tried again on Saturday. No luck. I rested on Sunday. This morning I tried the only thing I hadn’t tried so far. The MIFI that I use had been staying on the whole time. I turned it off, then back on, and voila, I had internet working once more.

I quake at technology, and the fear of losing everything on my computer. It has happened to me before. I did manage, however, to live through it.

Today, I am quaking at the sight of one of the biggest projects I have ever attempted. Last week I let you know that, since the weather prevents me from working outside, I am going to paint my basement paneling and re-decorate that room.

Now, this is no ordinary room. It encompasses the space of over half of our house upstairs. There is a door, and stairs, and miles of paneling. There are five bookcases to paint. I quake at the thought.

I spent days last week working on preparation, removing books from shelves, moving furniture, removing hardware, with my husband helping me on Friday and Saturday.

Removing books

Removing books.

Finding a place for books.

Finding a place for books.

And then came the laying of drop cloths, and taping everything, and removing shelves, doors, and hardware from the bookcases, and making a painting path.

Shelves removed.

Shelves removed and painting path made.

Half the shelves and doors, awaiting primer in the garage.

Half the shelves and doors, awaiting primer in the garage.

A big mess, waiting to be made right again.

A big mess, waiting to be made right again.

Stair walls to paint without getting paint on the oak steps.

Stair walls to paint without getting paint on the oak steps.

Door frame to paint.

Door frame to paint.

In a little while I will touch my roller and brush to the oil-based primer and start, but right now I am quaking. I dread this job, yet have such hope for the finished product. That hope makes me begin.

I understand how Moses felt when he stood before Mount Sinai and God’s voice shook the Mountain as He spoke to Moses there. “And so terrible was the sight, that Moses said, I exceedingly fear and quake.” Hebrews 12:21

Since…  just God’s voice alone… can shake a mountain, then I pray today that He will be with me as I face my insurmountable mountain of work.

“And now, Lord, what wait I for? my hope is in thee.” Psalms 39:7

And I lean on the verse that is very familiar to most Christians… “I can do all things through Christ which strengtheneth me.” Philippians 4:13

Being Perfect

Since the weather is so very cold right now, it is not a great time for gardnening. I am working on inside projects, and in a few weeks will begin starting seeds in my greenhouse.

One of the inside projects I completed before Christmas was a baby quilt for my grandson. My daughter-in-law helped me to embroidery each patch, then I pieced it together with red material for the back and strips between the blocks.

Laying out the quilt.

Laying out the quilt.

Up-close of quilt block.

Close-up of quilt block.

Close-up of embroidery details.

Close-up of embroidery details.

The finished product was less than perfect. I washed it upon completion, and the red faded onto the white blocks.

Finished quilt...somewhat faded.

Finished quilt…somewhat faded.

Hopefully, with more washing, the red will fade back out of the white blocks. Even though it is less than perfect, my grandson is enjoying the use of it on these cold winter nights.

As you have seen in some of my previous posts, I struggle with this issue of perfection. Most things I do have some major or minor flaw in them. I can’t seem to get things perfected, although I will always continue to try.

The one thing I know for sure I want to get perfected is in my relationship with God. For this relationship, I have to be taught…over and over. The teachings are beginning to stick as I get older, but I still have a long way to go. This is one area I need not accept flaws in, for God can make me to show His perfection through my weaknesses… and I thank Him for that!

“And He said unto me, My grace is sufficient for thee; for my strength is made perfect in weakness. Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me.” 2 Corinthians 12:9

(See Colossians 1: 21-29) God reveals His Mysteries to us all, teaching us to become perfect in Him…

“…warning every man, and teaching every man in all wisdom; that we may present every man perfect in Christ Jesus.” Colossians 1:28

Becoming A Homemaker (cont. 6)

If you are reading my gardening blog for the first time… this is a series on how I became a homemaker and began working on a better garden and retreat at home.

Living in cages.

Living in cages with chains.

And the story continues

We had  paid for our house many years ago, when our children were still young, but maintained an equity line. About a year before we separated, we remodeled our house, built a barn, fenced in our land and run up an equity line of $130,000. Yes… you saw that right.

Why would two educated people who had worked to be debt free years earlier, and was proud to have accomplished that feat, do such a thing? We were miserable in our marriage and were trying to buy happiness. We thought that if we worked on these projects together and we lived in a nicer home, with more stuff, our marriage would get better. It didn’t. And we became even more miserable, as we became “servants to the lender” (see Proverbs 22:7).

In 2007, I was living the dream… NOT!… and that’s when Danny stepped in. He was watching me fall asleep, sitting up in a chair, if  I was home, and other than that, we never saw each other.

Unknown to me, he figured out our finances, juggled some things from his end, arranged to pay off my car, and then approached me with his plan.

He wanted me to quit work for good. To come home and take care of the house and garden. To be available to help our children out with any future grandchildren we might have, and at that time, that was a step of faith in God and the future, because there were no potential grandchildren in sight. This move would give us more time together and relieve Danny of some of his chores at home, since I would be there to do them. Danny also understood… my heart had always been toward home, and he was offering me the option.

A few fears crossed my mind… would I become a dull woman staying at home and not being out in the world?… what would retirement look like, money-wise from my end?… would I be bored?

I said I needed to pray about it, and told him yes the next day. It was an easy step for me. I knew this was a miracle from God.

Danny’s past attitude toward us both working was… we would both work (outside the home). Danny doesn’t like change, and is a rock when he believes something should be a certain way. I knew God was in it. He changed Danny’s mind.

I also knew that we both needed more time to work on our marriage. At this point our marriage was stable, but only because we lived our own lives and never saw each other.

I have been home since March of 2008. We paid off our house, for the second time, last month.

As far as our marriage goes…

I love the Hallmark movie… The Magic Of Ordinary Days. That is what has happened in our marriage. We learned to be kinder to each other, and as we began to live out plain, ordinary days, our hearts began to heal. Sometimes the calmness of just sitting down to an ordinary meal, with ordinary conversation, where you make an effort to speak gently to each other… day after day… leads to miracles.

I feel that God has ordained married life to be this way. As the head of our marriage, Danny is responsible to provide. As the helper, I am responsible for making his life easier as he does so.

Our children are both happily married, and in homes that strive to make God first priority. We now have one grandchild… that we didn’t know in 2007… but God directed Danny to plan for, when he asked me to come home. We have faith… there will be more grandchildren. We want a lot!

As for me… I am happy. I no longer care what someone thinks when I list my occupation as homemaker. I am following God and leaving the consequences to Him (As Charles Stanley always says. :)).

As for how I feel about Danny, now? How can you not love a man who gets down and plays in the floor with you and a one year old grand baby. How can you not love a man who holds a high training position, yet will make animal noises and sing silly songs to keep our grand baby, who hates to ride in a carseat, from crying as he rides home.

That is the magic of ordinary days.

Have a great weekend! On Monday, I would like to tell you why I chose to write this series.

Becoming A Homemaker (cont. 4)

If you are reading my gardening blog for the first time… this is a series on how I became a homemaker and began working on a better garden and retreat at home.



The story goes on…

Danny was reading a book by Zig Ziglar, called Courtship After Marriage. He was also reading through the Bible. I was impressed.

We began to date. I would meet him at his apartment on Friday and off we would go. At first it was awkward, and I dreaded for Friday to come. Danny began to put into practice the things he was learning from the courtship book, and soon I was actually looking forward to our date nights. We dated all summer.

I was still working every weekend, and one day during the week, finishing up our son’s last year of home school, and getting him ready for college. Our daughter was in her final year of college. I took our son to college in August and went back to an empty house.

Our courtship continued. In early September, I had Thyroid surgery, due to struggles with an autoimmune disease that caused an overgrowth of the thyroid. Danny took me to the hospital, waited through my surgery and helped me to get settled back in at home.

In mid-September, for our anniversary, we took a trip to Ohio, to visit the Amish country. I love the peace that surrounds these people as they live their simple lifestyles and have always longed for that kind of life, minus the no makeup and severe hairstyles. 🙂

Danny and I were enjoying each other, and it felt once more like it had when we were young, in love, and dating, prior to marriage. The Ohio trip was great. Danny had arranged it all. He had taken the lead.

On that trip we began to talk more about Danny moving back home. I was ready, he wanted to wait a while. One thing that has been consistent about Danny during our entire marriage is… he never rushes anything. He is slow and methodical. I am the opposite. I jump in before I am ready and then want to jump back out. He knew that and was trying to hold me off a while longer, to make sure we had grown and changed our behavior enough to make our marriage work.

By October, we both agreed it was time. I had talked and prodded until I got my way. I thought I was ready, and that God had dealt with me enough to make me ready to handle married life once more. Danny moved back in. I put the house back in both our names.

At first we were cautious with each other and tried our best, relying on our own abilities, to maintain a peaceful marriage. It wasn’t long before we started to fall back into the same patterns that had caused the separation in the first place. When we started to repeat behavior that we both thought we had left behind, I was overcome each time with fear and I saw that fear mirrored in Danny’s face.

Out of fear, we tried to put reigns on our behavior and pull it to a stop. Sometimes we were able to get control, other times… not so much. We were struggling once again.

I have prayed for our marriage for years and still continue to pray. One thing I can tell you about prayer is that God does answer it, but not always today. Sometimes He answers it… after many years.

We plodded along, and then something happened that devastated us both.

“The Lord is merciful and gracious, slow to anger, and plenteous in mercy.” Psalm 103:8

Becoming A Homemaker (cont. 2)

If you are reading my gardening blog for the first time… this is a series on how I became a homemaker and began working on a better garden and retreat at home.


My story continues with what I did during the two months as I waited for Danny to call me. I had completed my BSN degree in 2002. Until that time I had been working as a staff nurse, with an AD degree. Worldly ambitions had placed me in pursuit of an office job in management. My hearts ambitions had always been… to be home with my children and raise a strong family.

As I said before, those two months were the most supernaturally peaceful time I have ever had during my entire life. There had never been before, or has been since, a time like this for me. I had a very stable nursing job in Labor and Delivery and was respected for my capabilities as charge nurse and floor nurse. Work seemed easier, since I didn’t have to go home and deal with conflict.

Although I could run a very busy Labor and Delivery floor, assist in surgery, and prevent deaths, by dealing with emergencies quickly, I could not keep my marriage from dying.

And I didn’t want to. I was tired. I could not stand the hurt and pain of married life any more, and just wanted to be free. So I spent the next two months searching the Bible for just one verse that would give me an out. JUST ONE.

God had been there with me through all those years of nursing, handling nursing emergencies, raising our children, and I loved Him greatly and wanted to please Him. I would not take an out unless it was clear from His Word that there was one.

Even greater peace came to me as I searched for verses. I read the Psalms about deliverance, being sustained, what to do when distressed, and what God’s mercy and truth looked like. (See Psalms 54, 55, 56,57) I read Proverbs searching for wisdom. And I looked up any passage I could find about divorce.

Divorce starts in the Old Testament in Deuteronomy 24 and gives an out for a man who has an unfaithful wife. He was to write her a bill of divorcement. Malachi 2:14-16 is another good scripture in the Old Testament pertaining to divorce.

Jesus taught about divorce in Matthew 19:3-12, Mark 10:2-12, and Luke 16:18. The only legal grounds for divorce was if your spouse committed adultery, which had not occurred in our marriage unless you consider Matthew 5:28.

You would be committing adultery if you divorced and remarried, but what if you didn’t remarry??

The Bible classes I am attending right now, just covered divorce last Monday night. John Yates teaches the material and notes that for a non-adulterous partner…”You are to forgive and to seek restoration, especially for a single act of unfaithfulness. Not to do so is legal, but is hardness of heart. You are permitted but never encouraged to divorce.”

John Yates also wrote, “God actually shuts the door on divorce much earlier as He declares in Malachi 2: 13-16 that He not only hates divorce, but that those who divorce their mates are in danger of being cut off from God receiving their worship or prayers. Divorce without remarriage does not solve the problem of divorce.” (pp. 285-286 Faith Bible Institute Vol. II) (John Yates says that if you have already divorced and re-married, then you are to seek God’s forgiveness and stay in the marriage you are in. It would not make it right to try to go back to your first marriage as you would be committing adultery all over again.)

During this time of separation, after just a few weeks, I had well-meaning co-workers trying to set me up with someone new. I later found out Danny’s co-workers were doing the same thing.

As a side note to the story, I would just like to say, if someone is having a hard time in their marriage, you are not being a friend, unless you encourage them to work it out, you are actually leading them to be disobedient to God and will set them on a course for God’s judgement.

So stay out of other people’s marriages!!! Matthew 19:6

(This does not apply to those in physically dangerous situations, of course.)

I hate Amish, Christian (and I use that term loosely), fiction, because most of it is written like a trashy paperback novel. But during this time I discovered an Amish fiction series by Carrie Bender, called Miriam’s Journal. It gives what I think is a truer picture of what Amish life looks like, and it gave me peace to read about how those sweet families worked on their farms, loving and supporting each other, while trying to stay in God’s will for their lives. I kept coming on a phrase in the books about giving up your self-will and wondered… What does that mean? How do you give up your “self-will”? 

My indescribable, supernatural, peace continued, and then… Danny called… as he had promised… to make our first date. Our  first conversation, after two months, was very strained, awkward, and stilted, but the arrangements for our first date were made. Danny explained how to get into his gated apartment complex. I was to meet him at his apartment and we would go out to eat.

All week I worried, and prayed, and stewed, about our situation. The peace had been such a wonderful time in my life. I didn’t want it to end. I also didn’t want to endure the emotional turmoil that any of our conversations provoked.

FEAR engulfed me.

We were going out on Friday night. On Thursday, I called and broke our date. (Stay tuned.)

“Be merciful unto me, O God, be merciful unto me: for my soul trusteth in thee: yea, in the shadow of thy wings will I make my refuge, until these calamities be overpast.” Psalms 56:1

Becoming A Homemaker (cont. 1)

If you are reading my gardening blog for the first time… this is a series on how I became a homemaker and began working on a better garden and retreat at home.

This is a book written in 1882 about how to make a home. All are involved, the husband, wife, and children...in home-making. I will be telling you more about this book later.

This is a book written in 1882 about how to make a home. All are involved, the husband, wife, and children…in home-making. I will be telling you more about this book later.

In 2004, my husband and I separated… legally. The house was put in my name and he went to live in an apartment. I was responsible for paying the house payment and all the associated bills, and responsible for our two children at this time. To this day, I still do not know how we came to this point in our lives, except that it was a series of missteps on both our parts.

In September, 1977, we took our covenant vows before God and were happy to do so. I was 19, had graduated from nursing school in June (no I am not that smart, I just started school early :)). All summer I had been the charge nurse for a medical floor and I thought I knew everything!

But when we said our vows, I did not understand what a covenant was before God and what happens when it is broken.

We were just like all newlyweds. I had married my best friend who I could tell everything to. We talked on the phone for hours when we were not together, and our parents were always running us off the phone.

After marriage, we went to church when work allowed, had two children, went through a miscarriage together, and endured the build up of the stresses that occur as life happens.

I nursed, homeschooled, changed my work hours and jobs numerous times over the years to be with our children, until I was working 12 hour weekends and homeschooling during the week. In 2004 we had one child in college and one almost ready to go to college… when we separated.

What led to this separation of two people who started out in love and best friends? It was too many things to count but I will list a few.

1. We were striving to make money to have more than we needed, and running up debt that would take two incomes to pay it off.

2. We were both going in our own directions.

3. We stopped talking and spending time together.

4. We did not work together.

5. We were not kind to each other… we became snotty and blaming of each other… for everything!

6. We sabotaged each other in dealing with our kids and in our own personal lives.

In 2004 we were to the point where we could not be in the same room together. We verbally fought all the time. I did not understand Danny, or any other man for that matter. Working around women all the time, gave me a definite women’s perspective, and even though I read my Bible, and wanted to please God, I could not relate the Bible to my life.

From my point of view, I hated my husband. There was no physical adultery on either part (see Matthew 5:28), there was no physical abuse, there was no Biblical basis for divorce. I had read enough Bible and wanted to please God enough that I knew I couldn’t divorce, even if I wanted to. So separation… for a time… became my out. We devised a plan to separate and then after two months to meet and try dating again, to work out our differences.

I gave Danny a book to read about how to be a Biblical leader of your home. He also read the complete Bible while we were separated, and this was from a man who rarely picked up the Bible, although he is a Christian.

We each had a lawyer and made the separation legal, because by this time the hurts and sabotage ran so deep we did not trust each other at all.

As I said… I hated my husband and in January of 2004, when he left for the last time, he came over to hug me. I was thinking… just go, don’t touch me, I don’t want you to touch me. And then something supernatural, and miraculous occurred that I could not understand whatsoever.

When Danny hugged me and pulled away, I had the most severe pain in my heart area. It was deep… and real… and felt like my heart was being stabbed with a knife and cut. As I read this description, it does not even come close to what I physically felt at that moment. It was eery and I could not understand why it would hurt me to have the man I hated so much, hug me and leave. And God brought this verse to my memory… “Wherefore they are no more twain, but one flesh. What therefore God hath joined together, let not man put asunder.” Matthew 19:6

It hurt because our being one, had just been ripped in two. Danny didn’t feel any physical pain as I did, but I think God surprised me with a sign that maybe I didn’t really hate this man.

Danny left with the promise that he would call me in two months to set up our first “date”.

After that initial pain, those two months were supernaturally the most peaceful two months that I have ever experienced in life. I was working full-time as a nurse, finishing up homeschool with our son, and taking care of the house and all that requires. And I was at peace!

It was such a peaceful time of life, I never wanted it to end. Monday I will continue this series on becoming a homemaker, with what happens when my husband calls to set up our first date.

Have a great weekend and stay married until I can tell you what happens next! 🙂

A Few Things of Interest

I wanted to share a few things that I find interesting.

It is interesting to me that my clematis vine would have one, lone, perfect bloom, in November, after it has frosted several times.

Clematis blooming in November.

Clematis blooming in November.

Close up of one perfect bloom.

Close up of one perfect bloom.

I find it interesting that the begonias would still be blooming in November. They are in a sheltered area beneath the pool deck.

Begonias blooming in November.

Begonias blooming in November.

I find it interesting that scenic mushrooms would grow randomly in my greenhouse with the flowers I am trying to winter over. They are the kind that people buy as fakes, to place in gardens for decorations, and they just grew by themselves… for free!

Mushrooms in greenhouse.

Mushrooms in greenhouse.

I find it interesting that one lemon tree could hold so many blooms at one time.

Lemon tree blooming in greenhouse.

Lemon tree blooming in greenhouse.

I find it interesting that I could buy a heater from Aldi for around $16.00 last year, and even with the moisture in the greenhouse it is still working this year. It is the kind that you can set to cycle off and on, based on the temperature. It keeps the greenhouse from going below 40 degrees at night, and the plants are happy. It is interesting that something so cheap works so well, and we don’t notice a difference in our power bill.

Heater in greenhouse.

Heater in greenhouse.

I find it interesting that a little dog can be so smart. Our dog, Jazz, is small with a thin coating of hair. She doesn’t tolerate the cold and needs to wear a coat or sweater for the winter time. She hates to wear them. I bought the kind that velcro on, and she would take them off. So I sewed all of them where the velcro meets, and I can now slip them over her head. The interesting part… is that she has the brain power to figure out that if she makes herself limp, I can’t get them on her.

I was finally able to get it on, but it was like trying to put a coat on a wet noodle.

Jazz with coat on.

Jazz with coat on.

I find it interesting that God would send His Son to be born in a stable instead of a mansion, and that He would give His Son to die for us, such a horrendous death on a cross, to relieve us from the burden of sin that we carry.

I find it interesting that to receive this relief from our sins, and enable us to come before a Holy God for anything we have need of, all we have to do is confess that we are sinners, believe in our hearts that Jesus died on the cross for us, and ask Him to come into our lives and help us… then we are saved. How easy!

“That if thou shalt confess with thy mouth the Lord Jesus, and shalt believe in thine heart that God hath raised Him from the dead, thou shalt be saved. For with the heart man believeth unto righteousness; and with the mouth confession is made unto salvation. For whosoever shall call upon the name of the Lord shall be saved.”

Romans 10: 9,10,13

Have a very interesting weekend!