Yes, watermelon on a bright flowered plate was part of our celebration of Autumn. I keep telling you we’re unorthodox!
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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I was inspired to write this post by a link-up and giveaway at Home With the Boys. If you’d like to join in, head on over there and get inspired!
Hope in the Midst of Fears
Life is changing all the time.
Nothing is permanent or stable right now.
I don’t know where I will live after November.
I don’t have what I want right now.
I don’t live where I want to live right now.
We may have to move to another temporary place, our fourth move in three years.
Our youngest has never lived more than a year in the same house.
We went from being homeless to being poor…
to being nomads.
We are tired of living like nomads.
But we’re holding onto a promise.
1 Cor. 2:9
Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither have entered into the heart of man, the things which God hath prepared for them that love Him.
Rom.5:5
Now hope does not disappoint because the love of God has been poured out in our hearts by the Holy Spirit who was given to us.
We are looking forward to the day when we will all be united again and we will have our own home and land.
We trust God to give us these things because He is faithful to His word.
Until it comes to pass, we will encourage ourselves with:
Hebrews 11:1
Faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.
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Beautiful image by Aaron Reed
Praying For Your Husband – Changes You!
I prayed through The Power of a Praying Wife by Stormie Omartian in June with Amy Verlennich and 30 Days of SHMILY (See How Much I Love You) at Dandelion Seeds.
It was a wonderful experience. I know that my husband was affected by it, but I was, too. He was working in another state at the time. I was not with him to interact with him in a normal way. But I was able to interact with God for him and to intercede for him. I think that’s what God had in mind for this season. My husband was home for a month but then had to leave again when he was hired back.
There are things that God is doing in my husband’s heart, in my heart, and in the hearts of our children through this separation. We are developing an appreciation for the “normal” everyday things that we don’t have right now. I hope that when the Lord brings us all back together again, we will use our time together to really be together and to do things together.
We, as a family, have been living separately even though we live in the same house. We are living independently, each doing our own thing for the majority of each day. I don’t think that’s really how we’re supposed to be living. We do come together to read every day, and we pray together sometimes. But that is not enough. And getting everybody to quit what they’re doing and come together is difficult. I have a hard time even getting myself to get off the computer and go downstairs to where we meet in the living room.
I have been learning from Marilyn Howshall and Barbie Poling at Influential Parenting that independent living is not God’s way for families to live. We are to be living together, doing things like chores, cooking, cleaning, projects, discussing and learning, studying the Bible and praying together.
I am trying to pull myself away from the computer more lately. I have tried to pay more attention to the little ones when they come to tell me things. I was so good with Shawn when he was little. I listened to every word he said and answered every question he asked. And I did pretty well with the next several children. But now that I’m down to the sixth, seventh, eighth, ninth, and tenth children, I’m not doing so well at giving them the attention they deserve when they tell me their stories or ask me their questions.
I’m also working on touching my children affectionately more. I’ve been praying about this and working on it for a while now. I can feel myself changing and hugging and touching without even thinking about it. I think the needs of the very young children have made it hard for me to see the needs of the older ones as far as affection and attention.
I only intended to write about praying for your husband in this post, but it turned into something else altogether.
The inspiration for this post was a prayer list that I found through Ann Voskamp’s blog at A Holy Experience.
I went to check out this prayer list, and it so perfectly matched the things I want to pray for my husband that I printed it out. I’m planning to pray each prayer on the corresponding day of the week. Jamie, who writes the blog See Jamie Blog, suggests that we personalize it and add five more specific prayers for our husbands to cover the remaining days of the month. Her list consists of 25 prayers for her husband. She has a scripture to go with each prayer. I’m looking forward to praying for my husband in an intentional way again this month. He needs it, and so do I.
Being able to pray is such an awesome privilege and responsibility. The things that are wrong in my family will be made right as I spend this time with the Lord in prayer. The peace and assurance that God gives us as we pray are worth more than all the money in the world.
God has chosen to use our prayers as His vehicle for changing things in the world. And He has chosen to use our prayers to reveal to us what needs to change in our own hearts. It’s two-way communication. We speak to Him, and He speaks to us. And His Presence is so comforting and peaceful that our faith is built up through the process. No wonder He says to pray without ceasing. It’s how we abide in Him.
So let’s pray to change things, pray to change ourselves and pray to get closer to God. Oh yes, and let’s pray for our husbands, too.