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Monday, March 29, 2010

Product Review

I have some SlimQuick Appetite Control for Women powdered dietary supplement drink packets.   I had not tried them until this morning.   These pink lemonade flavored supplements have 5 grams of protein and 5 grams of fiber.   No caffiene or other well known diet drug stuff in this particular choice...but they do have folic acid and chromium.    I notice that slimquick has other "supplements" that have hoodia.    I won't be buying any.   I wouldn't be drinking this, either, if I didn't already have it.   Will I drink the rest of them?   Largely depends on how soon I feel hungry...

When I poured it into my water bottle, I had to shake and shake and shake.   Then shake some more.    Then shake a again.    Finally, it was drinkable.    Well, the powder was dissolved anyway.    It tastes terrible not too good.    I have 9 more packets.   It was $10.    I finished drinking the nasty stuff....let's see how soon I am hungry again.   Oh, I had a few walnuts and about an ounce of cheese with it.  

I also have some Special K drink mix.   I wonder if it's any better?   I doubt seriously that it could be worse.

I also have some Walmart brand Orange Early Rise drink packets with 100% vitamin C, and I love it!!   I try to drink at least one of these a day.  Pour the packet in, give a little shake, open and enjoy your daily dose of sugar free vitamin C. 

Thursday, March 25, 2010

Buds and Blooms on a Dreary Day

I can’t believe it’s Friday eve of my spring break!   It’s been dark and dreary today, much like my mood.   I’ve been achy and grouchy all day.   I’m sure Ole Boy is glad he was at work.   I did venture out to Walmart to get a huge storage container for some spring cleaning.   So far, the container has made to the middle of the kitchen floor.

We just had a hail storm.    About the size of marbles or a little smaller.   Small marbles, and lots of it!   And I had no one to share it with.   Kinda like having no one to laugh with when something funny happens.  Like once upon a yesteryear a fairly well known doctor was in a jewelry store the same time my friend was, and he was gaseous.   Loudly gaseous, and my friend had no one with whom to laugh and point.    Which is good, because we were young enough at the time to have done just that.    Yes, I was classless enough to have just told that.   It’s my blog, ya know.   :::::snicker:::::

Now the sun is shining again.    Alabama weather.   Don’t blink.

I’ve gotten nothing accomplished on spring break.    Oh, that’s not true!   I got some pictures of blooms and buds.   No birds, though.   I was disappointed at my favorite park where there are usually lots of birds and turtles, there were none.   

Monday, March 15, 2010

My grandson, who's seven, had to be picked up from school today.

Daughter:            “D, are you faking being sick?”
D:                            No, I have a 400° fever.  
Daughter:            You can’t have a 400° fever.
D:                            I do!   They took it with a barometer, so I know.
Daughter:            You’d be dead!
D:                            Oh, then it was 104°
Daughter:            100.4, maybe.
D:                            Yeah, it had a dot in there somewhere.

Sunday, March 14, 2010

Wilderness Outcry

 Wilderness Outcry

In our famished, dry land where we hunger and thirst
Rising from our pits in which we’d slid headfirst,
From Heaven’s opened floodgate, a fresh water supplies
Soothing for the wilderness, and its desperate outcry

From a newly purchased threshing floor, we travail in prayer
Until a new sound is birthed and permeates the air.
As the winnowing wind blows chaff from our lives,
An outcry for righteousness is all that survives.

Confessing Him as King, we kneel at the cross
With arms open wide as we reach for the lost
A cleansing fire rages, and God’s breath fans its flames
As we offer Him our wills, giving honor to His name

“Belonging to the Lord” written on outstretched hands,
As the baptism of fire flows over our land
Strongholds and chains finally drop to our feet
As we stand on our weakness, in Him we’re complete.


Natchez Trace Parkway, Southern Tennessee

Isaiah 44: NASV
The Blessings of Israel
1"But now listen, O Jacob, My servant,
         And Israel, whom I have chosen:
2Thus says the LORD who made you
         And formed you from the womb, who will help you,
         'Do not fear, O Jacob My servant;
         And you Jeshurun whom I have chosen.
For I will pour out water on the thirsty land
         And streams on the dry ground;
         I will pour out My Spirit on your offspring
         And My blessing on your descendants; 
4And they will spring up among the grass
         Like poplars by streams of water.' 
5"This one will say, 'I am the LORD'S';
         And that one will call on the name of Jacob;
         And another will write on his hand, 'Belonging to the LORD,'
         And will name Israel's name with honor.

Thursday, March 11, 2010

Gnats and the Most High God

A few nights ago, I had a dream. I walked into my bathroom (a place of cleansing) and it was full of gnats, swarming everywhere. I clapped my hands together and killed several of them, then I got some spray and sprayed the room. Once the gnats were gone, I noticed a hornet (wasp) on one of the bathroom shelves. I can understand gnats….pesky critters. I can understand my killing them. But why was there still a hornet in my bathroom to bother me? Actually, it wasn't bothering me, other than I knew it was there.

The next day, I went into my prayer closet, and I really called out to God. I spent some time reading Isaiah and Psalms, and then I heard in my spirit, “Write!” So I did what any normal human would do, I said, “God, is that You telling me to write? If it is, let me open my Bible up and see the word “write.” I opened my Bible up, and .... I didn’t see "write." So I laid my pencil back down and mumble something to God about just wanting to be sure because I can’t always tell his voice from the “other voices” in my head, namely my own…and possibly the enemy. I then assured God I was only asking for confirmation. (I don’t doubt God can speak to me. I doubt my ability to hear Him.) I heard in my spirit, “You write, I will confirm what I say.”

So I picked up my pencil and paper again, and wrote what I heard:

    "You must learn to trust. Know Me. Love Me. Trust Me. I have chosen you, and I have loved you always. You have always belonged to Me, and My help has always been yours. You simply must reach and take what is rightfully yours because you are a child of the Most High God, your Redeemer, the King of Kings.
    "Grasp who I am, and you will see who you are, and you are Mine. All that I have promised is yours, for My words do not fall void* to the ground, but they fall upon you and (my words) do as I say. And I say you are free!”
I then did the ‘normal human thing’ again and said, “God if this is from you, please let me see “Most High God” in the Bible. I randomly opened the Bible three times. I must say I came across some really encouraging scripture, but nothing that said “Most High God.” So I closed up my notebook, and went on about my day, and I didn’t think too much more about what I had written.

Sunday morning at church, the preacher spoke about the sons of God, which he explained were the descendants of God. And if he said that we were sons and daughters of the Most High God once, he said it ten times, and he talked about Jesus being our redeemer. It was a great message. Somewhere after the first or second time I heard “Sons and Daughters of the Most High God,” I flipped my notebook back to the page where I had written the words above the day before.

When I got home, I decided to find “hornet” in the Bible, and came across this verse:

Deuteronomy 7:20 “Moreover, the LORD your God will send the hornet among them until even the survivors who hide from you have perished.”
To someone else, gnats and a hornet may not mean a thing, just a silly dream. But to me, I know that God has heard my cries for freedom from this pesky obsession and has gotten rid of the gnats for me. And he sent me a hornet to make sure that there are no survivors. Who the Son has set free is free indeed. Truly. Free.

I’m walking on Sonshine. I am free, He said so!  So, I am. He paid the price so long ago, and all I have to do is trust that He is my Kinsman Redeemer. It’s a matter of my believing who I am, and I am a child of the Most High God, and He says I am free. Therefore, I am.

*Void: useless; ineffectual; vain

Wednesday, March 10, 2010


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I am grump-diddly-grumpy this morning.    Ole Boy got up around 5 a.m. and turned the TV on so loud the deaf next door neighbor could hear it.   My clothes somehow got wadded up (would that be because I didn't hang them up?) and I stuck my liquid eyeshadow wand into my eye while putting on my face, and my left eye keeps crying, even over an hour later.   It's rainy and dreary outside, and I am in no mood to actually get any work done today.   So, I'm doing an entry.   I do, however, have one of the best jobs ever!   Be jealous.

Here's an important Notice:
Title: Microsoft Security Bulletin Major Revisions
Issued: March 9, 2010
Recognize and avoid fraudulent e-mail to Microsoft customers:
If you receive an e-mail message that claims to be distributing a Microsoft security update, it is a hoax that may contain malware or pointers to malicious Web sites. Microsoft does not distribute security updates via e-mail.

Thankfully, I haven't had to deal with one of these emails this morning to add to my grumpiness.

My daughter is going to have a baby.   A little girl.  She is planning to name her little one Gianna Claire...name could change fifty times before she gets here...due around the end of May.    This is her fourth baby.   A surprise.   Oh, wait.   They were all surprises.     Very loveable little surprises, I might add.   To know a little about them and their miracle stories, read about my angels here.

My eyes are bothering me.   Both of them.  Why is it that you poke one of them, they both feel irritated?

I'm going to Florida in April.   Leaving Ole Boy behind to care for the Pepster and the house...and he wasn't invited....heheh.   I am going with my two lovely sisters, and I imagine we will have a wonderful time!    Well, I'll have a better time than them, I expect, because they are both nurses and are attending classes while they are there.   Me?   I'm just bumming around, me and my trusty camera on a very pretty resort.   I wonder if I'll get bored?   If so, I'll probably make more than the periodic entry describing the poor, pitiful me in Orlando on a resort with nothing on my agenda but "me' time.   Again, be jealous.   I also have a paid week off coming up...and it doesn't count against my vacation time.   I am blessed beyond measure.   Seriously.

I have a huge stack of paperwork on my desk.   In my way.   I suppose I'd better...do...something....about...it...

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