Holy Tornado

To see the soul of your comrade listen carefully to his music.

Wednesday, August 31, 2005


A California cousin sent me this today. I don't know what the background music is about, but this is worth looking at.

A good powerpoint for all of those who think "we asked for it" on 911, and if we simply ignore the terrorists and leave them to their devices they will just go away. .

POWERFUL This moves fairly fast. No time to ponder photos, etc. This is a real eye-opener.


Monday, August 29, 2005

New Dahlia's

I got these three dahlia's a few months ago. It took until now for them to really branch out and look nice. They have grown to about a foot and a half tall and are covered with many buds so will be looking pretty until the first frost. They are not fragrant, but when they are this pretty, we overlook that!
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Sunday, August 28, 2005

Saturated fats!

In an effort to lower my cholesterol and prayerfully loose some weight, I picked up a container of "NEW IMPROVED PROMISE LITE MARGERINE: Trusting that the makers of this product know what they are doing. I did not read the ingredients but I did read the nutrition facts and was impressed.
This morning as I was buttering my toast I read the ingredient panel and was disgusted to learn that this margerine contains four types of oil, two of which are Palm oil, which is 49% saturated and palm kernel oil, which is 81 % saturated. These are considered vegetable oils, so don't be fooled. A product listing ingredients can just say 'vegetable oils' and you may be getting one of these, or coconut oil wich is more saturated than the palm oils. I want to know how they can use such highly saturated oils in our food and call it healthy?

On top of the saturated oils, margerines have several ingredients I never heard of, and can't even pronounce.
They say that Hydrochloride is Vitamin B6, and Cyanocobalamin is vitamin B12. Why don't they just say Vitamins B-6 and B-12? Are these some kind of synthetic or chemical vitamin substitute that our body can't assimilate?
It bothers me to be ingesting things when I don't know what they are.
So I will have my toast dry in the future.

I am more convinced than ever that the safest way to stay healthy is to eat veggies, fruit and grain.
Is chocolate a vegetable or grain?

Thursday, August 25, 2005


Here are the lyrics to the song mentioned in the comments of the post below. Thank you Niki Nowell!

For a friend who thinks this Jesus stuff is nuts.

What if you're right? He was just another nice guy,
What if you're right?
What if it's true?
They say the cross will only make a fool of you.
And what if it's true?

What if he takes his place in history
With all the prophets and the kings
who taught us love and came in peace, but then the story ends?

What then?

But what if you're wrong? What if there's more?
What if there's hope you never dreamed of hoping for?
What if you jump? And just close your eyes?.
What if the arms that catch you, catch you by surprise?
What if He's more than enough?
What if it's love?

What if you dig Way down deeper than your simple-minded friends
What if you dig?

What if you find A thousand more unanswered questions down inside. That's all you find?

What if you pick apart the logic And begin to poke the holes.
What if the crown of thorns is no more Than folklore
That must be told and retold?

But what if you're wrong? What if there's more?
What if there's hope you've never dreamed of hoping for?
What if you jump? Just close your eyes.
What if the arms that catch you, catch you by surprise?
What if He's more than enough?
What if it's love?

' Cuz You've been running as fast as you can.
You've been looking for a place you can land for so long,
But what if you?re wrong?

What if you jump? Just close your eyes.
What if the arms that catch you, catch you by surprise?
What if He's more than enough?
What if it's love?


Tuesday, August 23, 2005


For quite some time I have thought about doing a post for the unbelievers or those who simply have not taken time to commit to Almighty God.
I realize this is a touchy subject, so have put it off. Many people say that their intelligence just won’t let them accept the idea. They don’t understand that it takes more than intelligence to understand my God. It takes spiritual revelation.

Every one is born with a knowledge of right and wrong. The times we do wrong and feel that awful heaviness deep inside our heart, That is from the Holy Spirit of God.

You can be offended if you want to, you can quickly exit my blog because you are turned off or afraid because you are powerfully convicted, but the following words must be written. If they help lead just one to an everlasting life it is worth the flack I may receive.

Or you can be brave, and read, not with just your eyes and brain, but invite the Holy Spirit to show you truth. It is not my responsibility to make anyone a believer in God or his son Jesus. It is only my mission to introduce you.
I am not receiving a salary and will most likely never know what decision you have made.
It is because I love you with the pure love God has given me that I want to share what I believe is true and a most incredible gift.

It is so simple many overlook it, or simply don’t believe it can be true.

What if there is an omnipotent God?
What if He did send His son to be a sacrifice in our place, to pay for the wrong we do?
What if there is a heaven?
What if there is a hell?

God loves the drug addict unconditionally.
God loves the alcoholic unconditionally.
God loves the murder unconditionally.
God loves the rapist unconditionally.
God loves the liar, thief and fornicator unconditionally.
No matter who you are or what you have done, God loves you.

God promises a life after physical death with one condition:
John 3:16 says, “For God so loved the world that he gave his only son, that WHOSOEVER BELIEVETH IN HIM shall not perish, but have everlasting life.”

Q. How can I have a life if my body is dead?
A. You are not a body. You are a spirit dwelling in a body. Your body dies, your spirit never dies.

Q. What do I have to do to accept the Lord?
A. Read about Him in the New Testament of the Bible, Especially the first book, written by John. It is only when you know someone you can choose them for your friend . Then when you are ready, ask him to come into your heart.

Q. So if I accept Jesus as my Lord and savior, do I have to be perfect the rest of my life?
A. Of course not. That is impossible. After you know Jesus you will love him and want to do what pleases Him.
When we do wrong, we are sorry and ask Him to forgive us, and try to do better.

Q. How can I be sure the Bible is true?
A. Read it for yourself and ask the Lord to give you wisdom. Ask for His Holy Spirit to open your spiritual eyes to the truth.

What Have you got to loose?
Your eternity.
Please don’t put this off any longer. Make a decision soon. No one is promised tomorrow.

If you have questions, I will do my best to answer them.

Wednesday, August 17, 2005

Tuberous Begonia

Who would believe that this unattractive, brown lump,

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Would produce this beautiful 7 inch diameter flower?

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Several years ago my sister gave me a begonia plant grown from this tuber. I enjoyed it's blossoms all summer, and learned how to clean the tuber and store it in a ziplock bag in my vegetable crisper through the winter.
The following February or March, I repot it and keep it it the house until it warms up outside.
Each year it has bloomed more beautifully, just like my sister.

Saturday, August 13, 2005


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Miss Tildy is six months old now and as you can see, she is just bubbling with personality!
It looks like she is sticking out her tongue and making a funny face, but actually she is yawning.
It's amazing that I get anything accomplished because I have such a great time just watching her and Toodles play.


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Orange has never been one of my favorite colors, but I think this rose may change my mind. It has one of the lovliest fragrances of any rose I have ever smelled.

Friday, August 12, 2005


Two rednecks, Bubba & Earl, were driving down the road drinking a couple of bottles of Beer. The passenger, Bubba, said, "lookey thar up ahead, Earl, It's a po-lice roadblock! We're gonna get busted fer drinkin' these here beers!!"

"Don't worry, Bubba, "Earl said. "We'll just pull over and finish drinkin' these beers, peel off the label and stick it on our foreheads, and throw the bottles under the seat."

"What fer? Asked Bubba.

"Jest let me do the talkin." Ok? said Earl.

Well, they finished their beers, threw the bottles under the seat, and each put a label on their forehead. When they reached the roadblock, the sheriff said, "you boys been drinkin?
"No sir, "Earl said. We're on the patch."

(This has been around a while but it still gives me a chuckle.)

Monday, August 08, 2005

A WINTER'S TALE (part 2)


As I lay with my face in the crisp snow my fear had reached its greatest proportion. A stillness came over me. The calm, uncaring of an insane person had entered my being. Then I felt a new emotion infiltrating, pushing aside the fear. It arose with an incredibly powerful strength, causing my body to tremble with unexpected energy. Each second it grew more powerful until I could no longer lie there in defeat, giving in to that awful thing.

I became furious. My anger had now reached the height of my fear and overshadowed it, blotting it out until there was no longer a trace. My face burned hot as I raised myself to my knees, then to my feet, my entire attitude now changed into ‘”come on and show yourself! I’m going to rip you to pieces!” My eyes slowly searched for my unseen tormentor. Whatever it had planned for me was not a concern now. I only wanted revenge for the torture it had put me through.

My quickened, hot breath shot from my flared nostrils, leaving a mist around me, as I slowly, but deliberately crept toward a stand of trees. It was there. I could feel it watching me. I wanted to look this evil thing in the face, to scream my anger at it then slash it with my fingernails. My anger desperately needed release.

Suddenly from a high branch, a large pile of snow broke loose and knocked me flat to the snowy ground. My heart nearly leapt out of my breast, and my anger fled just as fast as it had come. As I sat brushing the snow away, I began to laugh hysterically. Even to myself I sounded like a crazy woman. Alone in the forest tears ran down my face and my laughter echoed through the frosty glens. My emotional dam had burst. I was lost in a world of temporary insanity. It was funny, It was fun. There was no fear, no anger, no problem whatever. I was like a little girl again without a worry.
I was like an insane woman who didn’t know how to worry. My brain had totally tweaked out.

As I rocked with laughter, I saw a shadowy movement about fifteen feet away between two thick tree trunks. My laughter stopped and my senses returned, heightened by the roller coaster they had been on.
Suddenly it was before me. It scampered from behind a mossy tree, ears and tail lifted high, as it ran furiously through the trees and away from me.

That darn cat follow me everywhere I go!


Sunday, August 07, 2005


Late yesterday evening when it had cooled off I drove to the Food Pavilion to pick up a few things. The air conditioning inside the store made me linger longer than necessary. When I left, I did something to my foot and it hurt to step on it, so I was slightly limping as I walked to my car.

There was a large SUV parked next to my car, and in the passenger side was a young woman, very thin, biker chick type that looked as tough as overcooked taffy.
My observation led me to an instant opinion.
Druggie, promiscuous, disrespectful, slutty, probably has obscene piercings and tatoos, and hates her parents, all authortiy and older people.

When I opened my car door to load my groceries, this young woman slid over into the driver seat, and through the window asks, "do you need help?"
I told her I didn't and thanked her for asking.
Her eyes were filled with sincere compassion, and I immediately felt like a worm.

She will never know how sorry I am for having such rude and un-Christian thoughts about her. But our Heavenly Father knows. I have been doing some serious repenting. The kind that makes your heart ache and brings tears to your eyes over and over again.

"FATHER help me to look past what my eyes alone can see, and help me to see with your eyes and love with your heart. Things are not always as they appear for there is good in everyone and only you can see the heart"

Saturday, August 06, 2005


On a cold winter's eve when the snow lay heavy upon the earth and tall evergreen's bowed beneath the frosty, white mounds, I walked slowly in the quiet, dark of night through the stillness of the deep forest, looking for my friend.
Not knowing what may be lurking in the dark shadows behind the thick tree trunks. I could see nothing, but I knew something was there. I could feel it in every fiber of my soul.

I stopped and strained my ears but there was no sound. so I slowly began to walk again, hearing only the sound of ice-crusted snow softly crunching beneath my bare feet. I had run the first mile and now as I walked, my feet began to sting from cold as my breath clouded around my face. Even in the crisp air I felt rivulets of perspiration running down into into my eyes.

Fear, incredible fear triggering my adrenal glands had pumped huge amounts of adrenalin into my blood stream. My heart pounded wildly in my breast as I felt the hot blood surging through my arteries.I had never known this kind of fear. My eyes were darting in every direction, knowing it was out there somewhere, in the cold, dark night, stalking, watching, waiting.

Tears stung my eyes as thoughts of hopelessness and dispair filled my emotions to overflowing. I was alone, so alone, and I was being hunted. I could feel it. It was in the air I breathed, the odor of my own fear filled my nostrils. I only knew that what ever pursued me was the very essence of evil. A wicked tormenter, bent on destroying me.My thoughts hastened my footsteps and mounting fear quickened my pace into a trot. A fresh surge of energy triggered by the ugly fear, made me break into a wild, run, slapping at stifly frozen branches and underbrush, the sharp sting of pine needles whipping and scratching my face and arms, leaving red welts and bloody scratches, pulling at my hair and finally tangling around my aching ankles.

I fell face down into the hard packed snow, sobbing uncontrollably now and trembling violently. I lay there for a short time, until I began to have that familiar, "I'm being watched" feeling again. I held my breath, listening. Terrified to move, I remained perfectly still, not moving a single muscle. Then I heard it. A sound not human and not animal, a whining growl that made me clench my teeth, slowly I turned my head toward the sound not knowing how close it might be, and then it happened..................................


Wednesday, August 03, 2005

what is a billion?

I'm not sure if this is accurate. I didn't do the math.
I didn't find it on Snopes.
And no, I do not believe I came from an ape!

Get Your mind around this one!!!
The next time you hear a politician use the word "billion" casually think about whether you want the politician spending your money.

A billion is a difficult number to comprehend but one advertising agency did a good job of putting that figure into perspective in one of it's releases.

A billion seconds ago it was 1959.
A billion minuted ago, Jesus was alive.
A billion hours ago, our ancestors were living in the stone age.
A billion days ago no one walked on two feet on earth.
A billion dollars ago was only 8 hours and 20 minutes, at the rate the government spends it.

Mesa Verde

I visited Patty Jo's blog and saw that she has posted some pictures of the cave dwellings at Mesa Verde. The dwellings are fascinating and really have an incredible story to tell, if only they could!
I plan to do some research on the dwellings and the people who inhabited them.
I hope Patty-Jo will tell us more about her trip and post more pictures soon.

KIDS & CARDS (dedicated to my Patty-Jo)

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I found this cute frog and had to get it for patty-jo, who loves these little amphibians. This one plays it's guitar and occassionally croaks, while singing Kenny Rogers, Gambler.

As I drove home I got to thinking about the similarities of kids & cards. This is what I came up with.
(I wish I knew how to put music with my posts!!)

"Having kids is sort of like playing a game of cards.
You never know what kind of hand you will be dealt, but you have to play it out as best you can.
I liked to run my fingers over their silky newness, their fragrance was intoxicating. Unfortunately we had a lot of PENOCHLE back then.
The ACES, DEUCES and TREY'S and up to the pre teen's were easy, but when the teens started coming, I had second thoughts and was ready to THROW IN MY HAND.

Sometimes we get a KING and once in a while we are dealt a QUEEN. Most of us have learned that any of our decks can have a JACK-ass at any given moment and there is usually at least one JOKER in the deck.

Some of my CARDS made me FLINCH at times and that's when they learned about SLAPJACK and 52 PICKUP, but when they were good they got to go FISH.
Too much time with my deck made me RUMMY and could throw me into a PIT of depression, but the worst times were when the QUEEN had a ROYAL FLUSH.

There was a lot of TRIVIAL PURSUIT when the QUEENS decided to SWAP jackets, but their RAGE soon subsided when THREE OF A KIND found their HEARTS. UNO how it is.
You can get quite a GAME going when your ACE disappears and you are making every RANDOM QUEST known, to no avail, and feel like a ROOKie.
Something always comes along to BRIDGE the gap and eventually your WILD CARD returns.
They all save FACE and there are no OLD MAIDS in the DECK.
I was very happy with all my CARDS but the gal down the road had a heck of a time with her CRAZY EIGHT and the neighbors had to pass with their FIVE CARD STUD.

When you are playing with a FULL HOUSE, there is never a FREECELL
but before you know it your CARDS are all PLAYED and it's time for SOLITARE.

Ya gotta know when to hold em'
Ya gotta know when to fold em'
Know when to walk away,
And know when to run.

Tuesday, August 02, 2005


I don't know if this story is true, but God's love for us and the miraculous ways he cares for us certainly are.

During World War II, a US marine was separated from his unit on a Pacific Island. The fighting had been intense, and in the smoke and the crossfire he had lost touch with his comrades. Alone in the jungle, he could hear enemy soldiers coming in his direction. Scrambling for cover, he found his way up a high ridge to several small caves in the rock.

Quickly he crawled inside one of the caves. Although safe for the moment, he realized that once the enemy soldiers looking for him swept up the ridge, they would quickly search all the caves and he would be killed. As he waited, he prayed, "Lord, if it be your will, please protect me. Whatever your will though, I love you and trust you. Amen."

After praying, he lay quietly listening to the enemy begin to draw close. He thought, "Well, I guess the Lord isn't going to help me out of this one." Then he saw a spider begin to build a web over the front of his cave. As he watched, listening to the enemy searching for him all the while, the spider layered strand after strand of web across the opening of the cave. Hah, he thought. "What I need is a brick wall and what the Lord has sent me is a spider web. God does have a sense of humor."As the enemy drew closer, he watched from the darkness of his hideout and could see them searching one cave after another.

As they came to his, he got ready to make his last stand. To his amazement, however, after glancing in the direction of his cave, they moved on. Suddenly, he realized that with the spider web over the entrance, his cave looked as if no one had entered for quite a while. "Lord, forgive me," prayed the young man. "I had forgotten that in you a spider's web is stronger than a brick wall."

We all face times of great trouble. When we do, it is so easy to forget the victories that God would work in our lives, sometimes in the most surprising ways. As the great leader, Nehemiah, reminded the people of Israel when they faced the task of rebuilding Jerusalem, "In God we will have success!" [Nehemiah 2:20]
Remember: Whatever is happening in your life, with God, a mere spider's web can become a brick wall of protection.
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