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How many times have you taken your best Corning Ware casserole dishes to a pot luck dinner or to a church for a celebration or funeral and gotten home without your dish? I have done it many times. I had even begun buying casserole dishes at yard sales just for such occasions! Now there is no need to do that anymore or to worry about losing expensive Corning Ware dishes and their lids. Now

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Yes! I do love my Kitchenaid Stand Mixer. It is a vintage model 4C. When Doug and I got married, I hoped to get one for a wedding gift. However, no rich relatives turned up! So, I settled for a handmixer. It did fine for a novice cook and lasted about the average 4 years. Then I really began to commit the sin of covetousness. I wanted a Kitchenaid Stand Mixer with all my heart. However,

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We all will leave our footprints in the sand of this world. Our lives and how we lived it will be our footprints. What sort of footprints will you be leaving? I'd like to think that my footprints will not over shadow others footprints or that they become lost in the many, that they will stand (pardon the pun) for themselves. I'd like to think that mine will show the places that I

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The photo at the side is of our CMA Chapter, The Blessed Riders at a charity ride early this year. This type of thing is a small fraction of the activities that our chapter is involved in. We work rides, helping with the organizing, set up, breakdown and some go on the actual ride. None of us go on all of them, but some go on each one. This would run into some serious outlay of cash to

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I try to do just that, but sometimes I fail, just as any human will. We have tried to instill in our girls that they should live by the "Golden Rule", you know, "And as ye would that men should do to you, do ye also to them likewise." as found in Mark 6:31 ASV So often in life this is just not possible. People just won't let you treat them as you'd like to be treated. BUT........

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I've been seeing the signs but this time, I don't have a "school" child. No Back to school angst, the supplies list from your school, back to school clothes sales at Wally World, Old Navy and other stores. Honestly.... I miss it. The hustle to get the good binder before they are all picked over. Trying to find enough notebook paper to last the year, rushing to the store as soon as the Fall

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It is an accepted fact clutter cannot be organized. You can go and hit the organizing aisle at your favorite store and buy all sorts of bins and boxes to put your clutter into. You could even buy shelves with little cubbies and pretty baskets to put your clutter into. But all you’re going to wind up with is clutter in boxes. The minute you turn your back, it will creep right back out of those

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What is it? Where do we get it? How expensive is it? Who do we have to pay for it? All good questions and not unexpected. The answers will not come as a surprise to some but will be a complete surprise to others. Who do we have to pay for it? No one. It’s already been paid for. There are no cash registers, not checkout lines. Not need to write a check or carry a plastic card. How

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Happy Valentine’s Day Jesus!My nephew Sam is 5 years old and one of the most prolific children I’ve ever known in my life in the ability to make you laugh AND cry.Feb. 14th, 2011 Sam got a balloon for Valentine’s Day. He brought it home and kept it until late that afternoon. Sam went outside and as he passes his Daddy on the porch, Daddy reminded Sam that if he turned loose of the balloon it

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My goodness! It has been a month since I posted! I do apologise for being so neglectful. It has been a busy beginning to this year for our family. Doug and I are working with our CMA Chapter both in officer capacity and that takes a great deal of our time. We also both work multiple jobs and that also is a time eater. Today is Sunday, February the 6th and on this date 35 years ago Doug

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Praise God I'm feeling much better! I am gonna try to work today. I began to get antsey yesterday and today feel almost 100%. It will be a looonnngggg day however. I haven't done anything on my "goal" for declutter today as yet, but I will and will return here to post about that. I have begun a new "project" and yes it involves clutter but I'm also going to have to wait to post on that this

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UGGGG!I am sick and tired of being sick! I do feel better this afternoon. I can tell I'm coming out of it cos I'm getting antsy. Whew, glad this is on it's way out. Tummy virus' are the pits! I haven't felt like doing anything much today, home from work and feeling yucky, but now as I look around I'm beginning to see things that want attending to. For example, I'm folding laundry and I

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Not feeling so well today. So I didn't do much all day long, other than cuddle with my kitty cats. They are very obliging in that respect. My declutter challenge items are:1. The drawer in the table beside the recliner. I cleaned it out as I watched some mind numbing TV. Gone are 2 pair of broken cheater glasses, 1 magazine I poked in there when company arrived unexpectedly and 2 bottle tops from

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I'm on a rollllll!!!!Today's declutter items brought to you by: 365 Declutter Challenge 2011!1. Magazines. Most given to me by clients, they decluttered and I cluttered...sheesh! Dropped into the recycle bin in town on my way through to the doctor's office.2. Junk mail that somehow avoided the trash on the way in and made it to my office only to lay on my desk for 2 weeks.I'm being totally honest

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See the little purple square on the right? That is the challenge! Hi everyone!I'm issuing a challenge! Let's see how much we can move out of our lives in the way of clutter.Clutter definitions differ, but in my opinion, clutter is anything that isn't useful, beloved or needed.That said, on with it.I will be listing everyday at least one item that I've decluttered from my home. It might be an

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Google, is just one of the gates into the Information Highway also know as the Internet. There are several schools of thought on just how beneficial the Internet is or can be. Last month I was informed that I would have to have a root canal. The very words strike terror in most peoples hearts. So, I got the bright idea to "Google it"! Big Mistake! I found over 2,260,000 references or hits, as

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Ok....today is d-day for that painful tooth I've been dealing with. What? You didn't know I was in pain? Well, I have been for some time and it all started with a little filling that fell out after several years. I didn't do anything about it because it wasn't hurting. Brother! Was that a mistake! Big, Big Mistake! Now, a couple of years later, that tooth is making up for lost time. I've suffered

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John 15:11-13 I have told you this so that my joy may be in you and that your joy may be complete. My command is this: Love each other as I have loved you. Greater love has no one than this, that he lay down his life for his friends. (NIV) Good morning Beloved Readers!This morning is one of the coldest on record for the normally gentle climate of Georgia. Brrrr.......snow flakes fell yesterday

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The title of this post says it all. Our holidays have become one rushing event to the next. We all need to take a step back and look at what this holiday is truly all about!Thanksgiving Day, the real one in no way resembled the one that we celebrate today. Today we gather family and friends around a table filled with bountiful blessings of food stuffs and proceed to eat ourselves into a food coma

Kathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09426018739689989292noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6503421649898217643.post-77852745739893578122010-11-16T12:01:00.006-05:002010-11-16T12:18:16.469-05:00

Finished! With my scrapbooking room that is. The first three photos are the finished product and the last photo is where I started from. I call the folder that these photos live in "The Room Of Shame". I'm not proud of the mess, but I am proud of the finished product. I don't have Ikea storage items, and can't afford them, but I do okay with what I have around the house. The stacking unit is

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Well, I've made good progress on my scrap booking room. I have been reconstructing it for some time now. A dear friend reminded me that we needed to get our respective rooms back together and well, to be to the point, my room was a mess!I'd moved all my supplies and storage units up from the basement. They were scattered all over the tiny front bedroom that was to become my office/scrap booking

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It is just me? Does anyone else out there feel that shows like Dr. Oz, to name the one that I've seen it on, are using scare tactics cloaked in so called helpful information to get you to watch their shows? Point of fact, I was talking with my mother recently and found out that she no longer could eat peanut butter. Not because of some allergy or even because of the high fat content, but

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Good morning all!I was working yesterday at a new client's home and ran across my subject for today. Small kitchen appliances and how "dirty" they can get in their day to day use. The most common culprit is..... the electric can opener. Be honest...when was the last time you removed the blade assembly and either tossed it into the dishwasher or dropped it into the dish water and gave it a

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How can someone look around them and not know that God is alive, well and working in our lives? How can they stand there and wonder, even question the existence of God? Can’t they see His fingerprints? Even in the smallest of the small, there they are, God’s fingerprints. Look to the tiny ant. See how the order of their home is perfect in its workings? They are the perfect example of

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It's On! I'm working my heart out today. When I got out of bed this morning I had a mission in mind. I was going to clear out the antique clothing cabinet in my bedroom. It is full of clothes that I cannot wear...we won't go into why. So up and onward I went. The alarm went off at 6:30 am but I'd been lying in the bed awake since 5:15 am. I wake every morning the Lord sends at that time,

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High Tea. Afternoon Tea. Tea Time. So many different names, but are they all the same thing? No. Believe it or not, there is a difference. Tea Time and Afternoon Tea, an English custom, can be sort of interchanged, they both are taken about 4:00pm (ish). The menu can consist of Tea (of course), maybe some very lite sandwiches and a dessert such as cookies or small cakes. There is no

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A little back ground....1662 - The British started their tea drinking in 1662, when King Charles II's wife, Queen Catherine made tea very popular among the wealthier classes of society. Soon, tea replaced ale as the national drink, as everyone tried to mimic high society. Tea drinking remains as a popular activity in England up to this day, as the English are particularly known for their

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I did it. I violated my own rule. Last blog post I told you I was going to start in the Master Bedroom and begin to declutter drawers and cabinets. Well, I did that, it felt wonderful! This afternoon when I returned home from work, I found myself searching for a USB cord that would fit my Palm Treo Pro so that I could download a precious photo of my nephew that I'd received from my brother. In my

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Hello Beloved Reader!I have been away from my blog for entirely too long. I apologise for the silence. My only explanation is that life got in the way.....again.I realize that I am not alone in this problem. Things that we love to do, such as blogging in my case, often get shoved into a corner when things get hectic. Now however, life is quieting down some and I can get back to it. This "Playing

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Good Morning! I've done my "Swish About" and am about to go and do my Bible Study time. I do so love getting into the scriptures, reading and searching. After my study time, I think I'll have a "Fling Boogie". So much fun! Then I have a chore to do on the computer, it's time to eliminate all those bookmarks that I've put in that I planned to come back later and read but haven't. Funny how clutter

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Thursday is an odd day to me. I don't know whether to be glad that we're over the "hump day" of Wednesday or dreading Thursday because it is usually a long hard day.Usually a busy day because my clients like me to come on Thursday and Friday's so they have a nice neat house for the weekend. But well, there is only so much time in the day and only so much of me to go around! Something came to me

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Wonderful Wednesday!It’s Wednesday and it’s one of my favorite days of the week. Why you ask? Well, it is the middle day of the week, so it’s all downhill to the weekend from there. It’s Bible Study Day at our house and we’ll have at least two wonderful guests to study the scriptures with. And, best of all, “This is the day that the Lord has made. I will rejoice and be glad in it!” I’m so

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It's Tuesday, and the day is a beautiful one already. Last Saturday Doug brought us a message at the Imlack, GA Covered Bridge that has played through my mind more than once in the last few days. You see we'd ridden over there with our CMA group for a fellowship and friends ride. It was a hot, hot and I do mean hot day. The sun blazed down from the robin's egg blue skies and cotton candy white

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Monday. It is just a day of the week, nothing special. Unless......How can you make Monday's less mad? Start it out right! Declutter your mind. After a good night's sleep, you should (should I say!) awake refreshed and ready to begin the week. That however is in a "perfect world", which as we all know doesn't exist. So, I'm going to give you a recipe I use for rightness to begin your week on the

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Yesterday my daughter called me for help. She is a mother of three bio babies and 2 stepbabies, ages ranging from 12 down to 2 years. She and her husband both work, she works part time (cough, cough) and he works full. The coughing is because we all know that she works full time PLUS, but only gets paid for a fraction of it. She called to tell me that the cable repair man would be arriving at her

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Okay! This is one of my very favorite activities when cleaning my home. I also us a modified version at my clients homes. I got this idea of the "Fling Boogie" from the FlyLady Website. I highly recommend it for a quick pick up for your home. It will give you immediate feedback.Here is what you do:A: Get a box, bag, small trash can or what ever you can carry in one hand. I use the plastic

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Everyone home has a place that we call a "Hot Spot". This is where clutter tends to gather momentum and grow. Some (really most) homes have several hot spots, mine does. Let's focus on the "Traveling Hot Spot". This is the hot spot that is usually the first stop you make when entering your home. It gathers all the stuff you have in your hands when you come in the door, mail, keys, gloves, your

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Hello again!I've been pondering again, it's a favorite past time for me. Clients often ask me the following questions: Why am I such a clutter bug? What makes me "save" things that in my heart I know I'll never use? What makes me not "see" the clutter building up around me? Why can't I keep "it" clean (this is always asked after a crisis cleaning) and not let it get that way again?Frankly there

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Clutter. Funny word, not a funny issue for some of us though. I have it bad. It should be classified as a disease. It spreads like poison oak and can cause all sorts of symptoms. Itchy hands, blindness (not seeing what is sitting right in front of you), restless leg syndrome (wanting to get the heck out of the room that the "disease" is in. Clutter is a creeper. It creeps up on one when one is

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Life has been crazy since my last posting. Illness, illness and did I mention illness? Well, it has been a nearly constant visitor until the last month or so and that has been spent trying to gather all my ducks and get them back in a row! Life has moved on though, I have a new (to me at least) motorcycle. A Harley Davidson Sportster 1200 Low. I simply LOVE it! I sold Ms. Minnie to a very

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Yesterday's beauty......Today...Ugh! Last week my dear husband came home with the "creeping crud" as we like to call a stomach virus' at our house. True to form, middle daughter was feeling poorly within 48 hours, youngest daughter to follow this past weekend. Mom (that would be me!) stays well till everyone is over it and then.....Hello! Awoke this morning feeling not so great, as the

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It all began with a sort of a challenge. I was directed to a website by a friend that was promoting a kitchen cure organization and asking for photos to go along with our posts to show our progress. I loved it! So, I'm taking the challenge. It begins with the pantry. As you see in my "Before" photo, mine was a mess. No one in my household ever puts anything back into the pantry where it

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Clutter. It is a visual thing as much as a physical one. When you walk into a room is every flat surface covered with nick-knacks and whats-its, books and papers? Things stacked all over can make a room feel and look messy, scattered and well, claustrophobic. Try to invest in a cabinet to keep your Nick-knack's in and even then keep only the ones that you love and bring you great pleasure. Don't

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Every woman, at least every woman I know, would love to have a bathroom like the picture here. It is in fact, my ideal. But, the reality is that most of us have bathrooms as small as a closet might be in the pictured dream bath. The fact that most of us have a small to miniscule bathroom makes it hard to keep them orgaized and, dare I say it, clean.The following is how I do it at my home. Now

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Hello! I'm sorry I'm not posting as often as I should. My computer is going to the "computer hospital" for some much needed service. I will begin posting again as soon as it comes home. Poor thing, shutting down and rebooting continuously is making it crazy and me too! For now, remember me and my electronic needs in your prayers and I will return soon!Today's Tip: Treat your well. Find 30

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Did you know your computer can be cluttered? Well, it can. Believe me! Now make no mistake about it....I'm a blog junkie. I read many blogs, of all sorts of topics every day. You learn so very much from blog,helpful hints, what not to do about lots of different things and what to do about others. There is the problem. I read way to many and have even more bookmarked that I read only

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Okay, I think I may have been too ambitious in thinking I would be able to post daily. I will post as I come up with new ideas or when things happen that I think might benefit others to know.I was reading some postings in a forum that I follow. Someone pointed out that they like to use a methodical way of cleaning their own home. That is great, that is the way it should be. However, there are

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This past Christmas our Miss Kitty was taken with the lights on our Christmas tree. Her favorite thing to do was get underneath and look up into the tree. Cats, dogs and assorted other critters that we all love can cause some pretty hairy issues in our homes. No one loves their fur-babies more than I love mine, all that white and gray fur! One request I get from my clients is about critter

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The world is getting smaller...or is it just me?  Nope, I'm right, it is shrinking!  I've noticed the candy bars are shorter or slimmer, the potato chip bags are getting shorter.  Then yesterday a client brought me an empty toilet tissue roll along with a new roll.  "Look at this!" she said, "Do you see the difference?"  I sure did!  The empty roll was at least 1" taller than the new roll of

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I've changed my blog title.....for me who doesn't like change (or so a former boss once said of me) that is a momentus thing.  I have been all over the spectrum with my posting.  But from now on, I'm going to focus on what I do.  Just what do I do, you ask?  Well, I'm what is commonly known as a "Cleaning Lady", but I perfer to be called a "Personal Assistant with focus on domestic".  So there.

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Good Morning! I hope this finds all of you doing wonderful this morning. My study was about how people responded to John the Baptist. Remember how strange he acted and looked to them? Many of them responded to the exterior, not the message that he brought. It seems that I must be having some difficulty in that area as examples of why we shouldn't are brought to my attention almost on a

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“You shall generously give to him, and your heart shall not be grieved when you give to him, because for this thing the LORD your God will bless you in all your work and in all your undertakings."Deuteronomy 15:10 NASAhhhh....winter. the earth is sleeping. Waiting on the warm sunshine to quicken the soil and bring forth the new life awaiting below and inside. A time to gather together with our

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Webster defines it like this: Christmas noun 1. the annual festival of the Christian church commemorating the birth of Jesus: celebrated on December 25 and now generally observed as a legal holiday and an occasion for exchanging gifts. Well, pardon me Mr. Webster, but you left out quite a bit in your definition. Christmas is only the beginning of the celebration of Christ. It is the kick off, so

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David said to Nathan, "I have sinned against the LORD." And Nathan said to David, "The LORD also has put away your sin; you shall not die. 14 Nevertheless, because by this deed you have utterly scorned the LORD, the child who is born to you shall die." 15 Then Nathan went to his house. ESV 2 Samuel 12: 13-15While speaking with someone recently I was told about a situation within a study group

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10 Finally, be strong in the Lord and in the strength of His might. 11 Put on the full armor of God, so that you will be able to stand firm against the schemes of the devil.I keep Ms. Minnie ready to ride at a moments notice. Why, you ask? Well, last night, just like every Tuesday night, we have Bible Study at our home. There is a new Biker Church starting up, one of our former chapter members

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Mark Chapter 8:34: And He summoned the crowd with His disciples, and said to them, “If anyone wishes to come after Me, he must deny himself, and take up his cross and follow Me. 35: “For whoever wishes to save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for My sake and the gospel’s will save it. 36: “For what does it profit a man to gain the whole world, and forfeit his soul? 37: “For

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I was watching TV one morning after my quiet time when a commercial came on. For some reason I didn't put the TV on mute and go fix my second cup of coffee. I sat watching, my mouth hanging open, dumbfounded at the ridiculous advertisement playing out in front of me. I know you are thinking of a commercial....well, it ain't that one! Although it is totally disgusting to me as well. So I won't get

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The Bible It is many things to most people but most of all, it is a playbook for the game of life. No, not the Milton Bradley version. The real life, the messy one that we live every day. The one with jobs that we go to day after day that we hate, the one with the dirty diapers and runny noses that never seem to stop. That life!I don't care what your question might be, the answer is there.

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Holidays. Some I can totally do without. The Fourth of July isn't one of them. I love the fireworks, the patriotic music, the Twilight Zone Marathon on SciFi and the cookouts. I enjoy gathering together with my family, the fun that ensues. I read and hear others talk about their relatives living several states even on other continents away and wonder how they do it. I would go stir crazy

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Wednesday night during Bible Study, Tim spoke about holiness. During the lesson he asked a question that has gotten me to thinking. That is one of the things I love about Wednesday night Bible Study. It stimulates my curiosity and sends me seeking answers. The question that was asked was.........Do you or have you ever wondered if you were really "saved". Now, honestly, I can say, yes. I've asked

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"Study to show thyself approved unto God, a workman thatneedeth not to be ashamed, rightly dividing the Word of Truth."--2 Tim. 2:15. Studying I Corinthians, Chapters 12-14.This past week I've run into the subject of women's role in religion, the church, in history and today's society. It has been the bone of contention in some circles, a cause for earnest discussion in others. The debate seems

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I waited patiently for the Lord; And He inclined to me, And heard my cry. He also brought me up out of a horrible pit, Out of the miry clay, And set my feet upon a rock, And established my steps. He has put a new song in my mouth-Praise to our God; Many will see it and fear, And will trust in the Lord. Psalm 40: 1- 3Have you ever been in that pit the psalmist describes? I have. It was rough,

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Peace be unto you~Beloved, I wish above all things that thou mayest prosper and be in health, even as thy soul prospereth. 3 John 1:2That scripture sure covers alot of ground doesn't it? It wishes you and me prosperity, in all things, not just financially. Health is also prayed for here, freedom from illness of all sorts, physical and mentally. Then comes the greatest wish for us all, that our

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The story goes like this. There was once a hare that was convinced that he was the fastest critter in the world. Hare was so full of himself that he bragged to anyone that would stop long enough to hear the tale, how he was the fastest in the world. Hare claimed that he could out run anyone, anytime. One day the turtle was passing by on his way to the river for a drink of water. Hare cornered the

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Good morning all~It is a beautiful day! I awoke this morning and my first thought was not "Oh, I just don't want to get up, I just want to lay here."~! My first thought was, "Good Morning Lord, Thank you for this day, I dedicate it to you!" Now, that may not sound like much, but let me tell you, it is remarkable considering less than a week ago I just felt like life wasn't much worth living. I've

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Decluttering, spring-cleaning, deep cleaning, no matter what you call it I'ma doin' it! I'm tired of a cluttered, disorganized house. I'm tired of stuff piled here and there. So, I've made a vow to do something about it. Are ya with me? Okay! Here are some links that I'm using to help me. My Goal for today it to catch up with the Spring Cleaning Party! I'm a day behind so I can't stay on this

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Yep, I’m finally gonna catch up on the bandwagon. I’m going to take this family into the realm of the recycling, power saving, money saving and conserving diva. How much power can one save by turning off lights, unplugging power strips, cable boxes and recharging cords? A lot, apparently! Although, I’ve not yet gone completely overboard, I’m getting on with it. I’ve been turning off lights

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Ephesians 5:4 4 Let there be no filthiness nor foolish talk nor crude joking, which are out of place, but instead let there be thanksgiving.Last night Doug and I took our daughter Kacie and her boyfriend to a local theater to watch a movie. I accompanied them to the ticket window. There were teenagers everywhere. It was tough to walk as they just milled around aimlessly it appeared. Finally

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"And my God shall supply all your need according to His riches in glory by Christ Jesus. Now to our God and Father be glory forever and ever." Philippians 4:19-20There is a precious lady that we only know as Ms. Suzie. We call her Sock Suzie. She donates bags of socks to us. She sells socks at the Moreland Ave. Flea Market on Saturday and Sunday. This time, Ms. Suzie had given us a very large

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2 Timothy 4:1-5 (NIV)1: In the presence of God and of Christ Jesus, who will judge the living and the dead, and in view of his appearing and his kingdom, I give you this charge: 2: Preach the Word; be prepared in season and out of season; correct, rebuke and encourage—with great patience and careful instruction. 3: For the time will come when men will not put up with sound doctrine. Instead, to

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2 Corinthians 10:4-5 (New International Version)4: The weapons we fight with are not the weapons of the world. On the contrary, they have divine power to demolish strongholds.5: We demolish arguments and every pretension that sets itself up against the knowledge of God, and we take captive every thought to make it obedient to Christ.For the past few weeks I've been getting hit with this scripture

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Today I attended yet another funeral. This one was for my Uncle Tommy, my mother's brother. As we all gathered at the funeral home this morning, I thought about the fact that I'd not seen my cousins, Tommy's children in over 35 years. Many of my other cousins I didn't even know! Our families today are so disjointed and scattered. I long to contact all my extended family and just say hello,

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Can you believe it? I received a reply to my email! A very nice one too! I'm so glad to hear that they are aware of this issue and are gonna fix it. Hope it is soon.......below is a copy of the reply. Thank you for your recent e-mail to International Delight®. We appreciate the time you’ve taken to share your comments.We're sorry that you've had a problem with our package. Please know that

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Below you will see an example of the "letter" I emailed to International Foods regarding their product, International Delights Coffee Creamer. The top of the thing makes me crazy! So, after getting splattered yet again this morning, I decided to write and complain. Now, I don't believe a person should complain (well, not to hard) unless they have a viable solution to the problem. I know that

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Thanksgiving 2008Every November it comes;Same old holiday as the years before.Turkey and dressing, the usual meal with fixins;getting to Mom’s house on time is most often the real chore.Finally gathered round the family table, little ones at their table to the side;The turkey in the center, even bigger than the year before.Daddy stands, with carving knife and fork in hand;we all get quiet

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This one will make you think......A friend from a delphi forum sent me this link......I LOVE it! I hope you will too. Be sure to read the article with the video too. Wonderful!http://www.thephilfiles.com/2008/10/21/is-it-in-you/

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The Beverly Hillbillies. Who doesn't know and watched that show? Did you ever think about the effect Babylon (Beverly Hills) and its' people and culture had upon those innocent hillbillies? They'd never seen the decadence and luxuries of the Beverly Hills Babylon. I remember watching those first shows and laughing with everyone else at the innocence and ignorance of Jed, Granny, Ellie Mae and

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Ringgggggggg……..the alarm clock goes off at 6:00 AM. You open your eyes and shut off the annoying sound. Lying there you say a short prayer, thanking God for another day.You sit up on the edge of the bed, your mind going onward to the rest of your day. No thought is given to the next few things you do. The same things everyday, just routine.After having a good breakfast and hot coffee, you sit on

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Forgiveness. A very hard thing to get and to accept and most of all to do. This past week I began a study concerning forgiveness. It wasn't something I started out to do, believe me. I have avoided the subject for some time, very successfully. But recent developments have conspired to throw this subject into my life at every turn.The last couple of months, I've been trying to help my brother

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“Teach me thy way, O LORD; I will walk in thy truth: unite my heart to fear thy name. I will praise thee, O Lord my God, with all my heart: and I will glorify thy name for evermore. For great is thy mercy toward me: and thou hast delivered my soul from the lowest hell.”—Psalms 86:11-13I seek......... I seek God's face, His light and His favor. I long for knowledge of His ways and word. I thirst

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My Aunt passed away this morning at 8:20 am. My mom just called and told me. Even though our extended family is a large one, my Dad is one of 10 and my Mom is also one of 10, we are fairly close. More on my Mom's side than my Dad's. That is different from when I was a child. As we've all grown up, we've grown apart. Sad.Aunt Lurline has been ill for so long, bless her heart she's had a rough

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God has a sense of humor. A strange one to some, a common one to others. Look around you and you'll see God's sense of humor in all aspects of life. It is in ever life on this planet, every species and every type. There is nothing that escapes God's touch. Thank goodness!God as given me a sense of humor. Again, thank goodness! I see the humor in most situations when others don't. They think me

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Moving to the "country" when I was 9 years old was quite an experience for me. We'd moved from Blair Village to Cliftondale and away from all my friends and cousins. There were no children anywhere near us, or so I thought. The only time I had a playmate was when cousins would come to visit. One day I was outside wandering around the yard. There were tall pine trees all over the yard and

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Saturday morning cartoons, Casper the Friendly Ghost, Bugg's Bunny, Tweety Bird, Popeye, and of course, my favorite, Huckle Berry Hound. Ahhh, those were real cartoons. Not that stuff the kids watch today. I was watching something on Cartoon Network recently, a little boy with blue hair, sad funny shaped eyes and nose that was a number seven and a smart mouth. I was not impressed. In

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Evening would begin with the sun dipping down behind the trees, the street lights flickering on and Mama's calling for us kids to come eat supper. We'd all head for our respective homes, trudging as if going to jail. None of us wanted to eat supper, we wanted to PLAY.It was spring, school was out, our bedtime had been pushed back a bit and we were ready to begin the fun. Playing outside until it

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Behind MaMaw and PaPaw Forsyth's house there were five Horse Apple trees. Some folks call them just Green Apple trees. These apples are sweet when ripe but are very tart when just before being ripe. We kids liked them at most any stage! PaPaw would actually, or so we thought, count those apples on the trees and dare us to touch them before they were ripe. He always wanted an apple pie and

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Growing up, I was around family constantly. Mostly family on my Daddy's side. We'd go to both grandparents house every weekend, but I remember the Forsyth's side more because there was always so much going on there. At MaMaw Kimbrell's house it was somewhat quieter. I was an only child till my mother betrayed me and had my middle brother. I was 8 years old and perfectly content with things

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Setting: Cochran Mill Road, Fairburn, GATime: 1960 somethingI spent a lot of time at my MaMaw and PaPaw Forsyth's house. I loved it there. A lake, pasture land, creeks, an old barn, a country store within walking distance, who wouldn't love that? It was paradise for a little girl that lived in the "city".We lived in Blair Village Apartments in Atlanta. There were very few places there that

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No. This is not a blog about motorcycles. Yes, there will be motorcycles discussed in this blog, but it isn't about them. My life does not revolve around motorcycles, pretty close though. This blog is about a journey that began 49 years ago in Macon, Georgia. There will be discriptions of my life lessons and what I learned from them. There will be tears, laughter, sadness and delight, but

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