GOD BLESSES JULIE

GOD BLESSES JULIE : Yesterday I was going to send Julie a relaxing picture with a sound bite of rain falling. When I called to wish her a happy birthday she told me that she had the most wonderful morning standing on the patio of her work place watching the rain fall. God gave her the best present ever!

 

I Pray For Warm Fuzzies

For the past 2 years I have been searching the online classifieds for a fuzzy, a small dog, to pet, walk, feed, and talk to. This has been met with heartache. I know that my lifestyle could not handle the upkeep of a dog right now. But I keep looking because they are so cute.
Last Wednesday I could almost feel the soft fur of a dog in my hands in my imagination. My husband and I went for a bite to eat. "Where do you want to park?" he asked. I said "right in front of the PetSmart so I can watch the fuzzies go in and out!" He said "oh well I get nervous when you start looking at fuzzies" And we parked somewhere else. After lunch we went shopping at Joann's fabric store where he found the perfect iron and had a 50% off coupon to go with it. When he brought it to the counter we found out the coupon did not include irons. He left with a heavy heart having something he really wanted taken away from him. As we were walking out of the store I spotted a man and his dog sitting at the door. She was beautiful chocolate brown Cocker Spaniel named Daisy. I had a Cocker when I was in high school so this was really special for me. Although she was extremely nervous, she did let me pet her. I caressed her ears and soothed my finger down her back. She relaxed under my touch and even hopped on my leg for more. I had to go catch up to my husband who had loped back to the truck and was loading items in it. I thanked the nice man for letting me pet her and then I thanked God for that special small gift of touching a warm fuzzy. Daisy looked just like the one in this photo taken randomly from the internet. I thought she could have been named Snickers since I had a Snickers bar in my pocked and she looked just like it and was so sweet.


The gift did not stop there. This Sunday my husband found a pair of nightstands for 15$ That was a steal. We took a leisurely drive through the hills to get there. God showed me that I must come too because there was going to be a white fuzzy there! We arrived at the address and knocked on the door. Sure enough a young college couple and their white dog met us at the door. She was a beauty! She was an English Spaniel; white with brown flecks and green eyes She was amazingly calm. She never barked and never jumped. I leaned down to stroke her behind the ears. Her owner said she named her Susse which is German for sugar. She was definitely a sweetheart. I cooed and petted the lovely lady Spaniel while my husband loaded our chosen pieces of furniture into the truck. Then I sighed. Another warm fuzzy. Thank you God...so much. Sussse looked just like this one taken randomly from the internet.


The final gift will come on Saturday. My step mom invited my husband and I out to celebrate my birthday dinner at my favorite restaurant; the Famous Enterprise Fish Co. I have been going there for my birthday since I was 10years old and found that I love Alaskan King crab more than any food in this world. Well I missed a few birthdays to that particular restaurant while I was living in Hawaii. But my friends always treated me generously by taking me out to dinners over there.
Back to my story. On visiting my step mom; I will also see her lovable dog Benson who is a purebred black Cocker Spaniel!
God is really giving me the warm fuzzies!
December 12, 2010
And here is Benson looking his finest!

The Dpression Era Dream In Sign Language

Last night I had a dream that I was in the drpession era of our time. I was at a Bible study in someone's trailor in the Mid West. The kind lady was housing several down and outers in return for chores. I was one of them. I helped with the kitchen duties and led the Bible studies. I remember during one of the Bible times I had a word of exhortation for one of the members. It came out loud and strong. I had not given that type of encouragement before. I do not remember what I said. I believe it was to stop what you are doing and lead a more Godly life lest they go back to the old ways.
The next thing I remember was that I was singing and using Sign Language at the same time as a Sign dance. The good lady had a Christian station on to a program that was set in Texas with Dolly Parton singing in a stadium some Gospel favorites. Then a little girl came on with a special performance in Sign Language. I watched enthrawled. Her song was " I choose to give my heart to you" I started to Sign it right in the trailor where I was. All of the sudden she was in the living room showing me where I was making mistakes! I had signed "I give my heart to Thee" instead she wanted me to sign "I choose to give my heart to You with a captital Y. I asked if she was an angel and she said "yes" and dissapeared.

Facing My Fears

This seemingly innocuous piece of plastic has been the source of many unwarranted fears until I made the discovery to the depth of its meaning.
Every month I would punch out my pills and put them in a bottle for easier access. When I was done with the card all that was left were empty holes and tabs. For some reason it made me sick to my stomach to look at the empty card. I would push the card back in the package and keep it for the refill number.
Now I haven't been using this medicine for over a month. So when I went to look to see if there were any pills left I freaked out. It hit me with a visual of my skin when I was 5 years old. It would itch so terribly that I would scratch my legs till they bled. My parents would put socks on my hands or slap my hands to stop me from scratching, but it just kept itching. So this little empty card looked like my shredded legs in the afternoon when I was 5. Now that I made this discovery I think I can look at more things I have been avoiding in my life.

The Vision of A Wolf

This morning while I was in a haze still trying to wake up; I saw a vision of a brown wolf. He looked directly at me. I asked him "What are you doing?" He bowed slightly and replied "Just got back from the hunt"
I said "wow You have hunted at the crack of dawn. And killed a little later. Then you fed your family all before I even woke up?"
"Yes" he said
"I can't do that." I said to him, sadly
"Do what you can do" he replied. Then he made an about face. I watched his tail swish gently as he casualy walked back into the woods.