Changed By Love and Still Changing

York, Pennsylvania 2011

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Katy, Texas 2012

Mary Jo Peckham Park

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Katy, TX 2013 Mary Jo Peckham Park

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Katy, TX Honey Farm, 2014

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Katy, TX Honey Farm, 2015

Katy, TX – MKT Railroad Park Caboose and Depot, 2017

Katy, TX – Heritage Park, 2020

Hi, I’m Penney Douglas. I have been married to my precious husband for 36 years. We have been exceedingly and abundantly blessed with 10 children. They all belong to me and my husband. And to think that I was afraid I would never get married! I got a late start (married at 25 and first child at 27), but I guess late bloomers can blossom profusely once they get started.
I blog for several reasons. I like to keep a record of what we’re doing in our homeschooling and share ideas for other homeschoolers or moms who like to work and play with their kids. I try to encourage families to keep Christ first in their homes so they can be all that they were made to be. I want to help others to draw closer to God. I hope to glorify God and give Him praise for all that He does for us.
I am constantly learning, changing and growing. Sometimes I feel like a beginner even though I’ve been a Christian since I was 4 years old and I’ve been homeschooling for about 27 years. And I’ve been living for __ years (long enough!).
But the Lord has been faithful to keep me and my family on an upward climb drawing nearer to Him in spite of our weaknesses and mistakes.
He has led us on a crooked path across the United States and back and then some. (From Ohio to Kansas City to Arizona to Colorado, back to Kansas City to Illinois to Pennsylvania and now to Texas!) We are still looking for that place to call home. We hope to find it before the oldest chicks are ready to fly from the nest! But our desire is that they land somewhere near us even when that time comes.
We are believing God for miracles of provision. We have already seen many. We suffered the loss of our home 19 years ago. Now we live in a different state, and my husband is making more money than ever before. But the money is beside the point. What God did in each of our hearts, convincing us of His reality and His love for us, is worth more than all of the houses or money in the world. But now He has enabled us to help others in need, and we are grateful for the opportunity to bless others.
Our children are truly gifts from God. They learn from us and teach us so much. I would never have known even a fraction of how much God loves me if I had never had the opportunity to be a mother to my precious children. They are teaching me even more as they grow in wisdom and understanding and we share together what the Lord is teaching us.
Family was God’s idea. Marriage was His idea. God has good ideas. His ideas work.
He wants our families to be training grounds for children (and adults) to learn His ways and right ways of relating to God and to people. We learn how to die to ourselves when others are dependent on us, and when we have to learn to get along with the people around us in order to experience peace and harmony. The rough edges are rubbed off as we care enough to be honest with each other and humble ourselves to receive correction even from those younger than ourselves.
God created us because He wanted a family. That’s more than a trite saying. He created us in His image so that He could have sons and daughters that would look like Him, act like Him and love Him. He wanted to be a father.
He created you so He could love you. Receive His love for you. Let Him be your Daddy.

The Gift of Being Together

Gary got to come home for his birthday. We were so glad to see him again after a month of his being gone working in South Carolina.

Abby was happy to see her daddy.

The boys were glad to see their dad.

Anna even let him play her guitar.

Nine candles on his cake. Each candle represented 5 years.

Tee hee!

We enjoyed cake and candles after Gary took us all to Cici’s Pizza, where he was embarrassed by the manager, who told everybody in the place that Gary was celebrating his 45th birthday that night. After the pizza, Daddy took the littles to Dollar Tree and bought them treats. Whose birthday is it?

He said the best present for him was being with us. I’m glad he feels that way. What a wonderful husband and father he is.

Fall Nature Walk with Daddy

Orange berries???

Great Fall colors!

But when I looked at them this morning, the berries had popped open and little red berries were showing!

Amazing!

I collected these orange berries on a walk with my honey yesterday. Today they were all red with orange petals around them.

I found out that these berries are from the American Bittersweet. If you find these berries, don’t eat them! They will cause diarrhea, nausea and stomach cramps.

I wanted to see what else we might find today.

We took a walk to the trail around our development. The little girls went with me and Gary right before I had to take him to the airport so he could return to South Carolina for work.

We enjoyed nature together.

First we found this guy praying.

Then we found this guy, probably dying. A Buckeye butterfly. Buckeye as in Ohio. Hmmm. I never saw them in Ohio, but I saw them in Illinois and now in Pennsylvania. Hmmm.

Fiona was trying to decide whether to try to save him or bury him.

Abby kept walking off the wrong way.

Daddy needed to get back so he could get ready to leave for the airport, so Abby got a free ride.

When Daddy put her down she walked on her tippy toes so she could go faster.

We loved our Fall Nature Walk with Daddy. We’re so glad we got to spend time in nature with him before he had to go south again.

Bye, Daddy, we’ll see you at Thanksgiving!

Tribute to Audrey Blundell

She was a small woman with a big heart. And a big smile. I loved her. I speak in the past tense because she died of cancer five months ago.

I had not been in contact with her since we moved from Ohio in 2005. I tried to call her but could never reach her.

I don’t know why I never got a return call, but I think she may not have gotten my messages.

She was a teacher.

She was a wife.

She was a tax-preparer.

She was a homemaker.

She was a mother.

She was a giver.

She loved well.

Even though she was small in stature, she was great in influence. Everybody knew Audrey. Everywhere she went, she talked to people, prayed for them, told them about Jesus, and made them feel special.

She was a woman of great faith. She shared her testimonies great and small every chance she got. She wanted everyone to know how good God is. She wanted everyone to live an abundant life and to know about the blessings that God wants to give to all of His children. She saw God in everything. She acknowledged His blessings in the smallest things.

She knew God.

When she found a pastor who was preaching the truth, she told everyone she knew, and even though his church was 50 minutes away from our town, at least five families started going to his church. We all went there regularly and got very involved, and then he started coming to her house on Thursday nights for meetings, so we could have a little bit of a break from traveling. Most of us still went to the church Sunday morning, Sunday night and Wednesday night, though. We were hungry and committed, and Audrey was a great motivator.

She was an amazing giver. She did my taxes every year. The first year, she didn’t charge me because she said it was a wedding gift. The second year, I think it was a Christmas gift. The third year, it was a baby gift. The next year, I think she let me pay her about $10. Every year after that, she found some way to keep me from paying her very much. She gave and gave to people. She enjoyed giving like most people enjoy receiving. For Audrey, it was Christmas all year long!

She did my homeschool assessments. She just loved my kids and the things we were doing in our homeschool. She said she didn’t even need to see anything. She could tell by looking at my kids and talking with them that I was doing a good job. But I wanted to show her all the neat things we were doing. So she patiently sat through the hours of listening and looking at our papers and books that we had been working on. She was a very busy person, but she always made time for me when I needed her.

She was a wonderful friend. She really cared about people. She was a very strong person, but she cried easily. Her soft heart was touched by so many people because she reached out to so many people; and they told her their life stories. I know this to be true, because she listened to me. I’m usually more of a listener than a talker, but I could talk to Audrey. And she would listen. And I knew she cared.

She let me borrow her wedding dress. I was having a hard time finding just the right dress. I tried several on in stores. A couple of people let me try theirs. I was trying to keep costs low. Audrey suggested that I try hers. And I really liked it. So I wore her wedding dress and veil, and I’m very happy with the way it looked, even after all these years.

She was always positive and full of faith. She beat cancer once. She sent out prayer requests to a group of people who agreed to be prayer partners with her. We all prayed for her throughout the ordeal, and God brought her through chemo and radiation with minimal side effects and problems. She came back and got healthy and strong again.

She was not judgmental. She was a friend to old and young.

The children she taught were very blessed to have a teacher like her.

I was blessed to have a teacher like her, a mentor really. I learned to be open about my faith and belief that God is a miracle-working God, and that He has good plans for His people. I learned to be loving and warm even with strangers. I learned to look for opportunities to give. I learned to stop judging and start loving – even the unlovely.

I wish I could have been there for her when the cancer came back. I didn’t even know when it happened. I didn’t know until after she died. But I know that she was still loving and warm and thinking of others. I can tell by what I’ve seen on her daughters’ Facebook pages. They miss their mom, and she did things with them up until her death.

I miss her even more now and can’t believe that I’ll never get to see her again on this earth. I always thought I would see her again someday and show her how well my kids turned out. But I’ll have to wait until I see her in Heaven now. I know that she’s lighting up Heaven with that bright smile and happy heart. She left a big hole.

My life is better, and my faith is stronger because of knowing her.

Thank you, Audrey Blundell, for taking an interest in me and enriching my life. I can’t wait to see you in your crown. It must be beautiful and covered with jewels.

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