Anew Day

I just want to SING! I had a great time talking with ALL MY GIRLS!

I LOVE THEM SO!

It's a NEW DAY to just PRAISE and Be THANKFUL!

Sleep tight XOXOXO!

WDYW part 2

Okay, I've an opportunity to be on the PC again. So here it goes.

"What do YOU WANT?!!!"

I want to leave a legacy of pleasing the MASTER; Abba, Father, God - My TRUE LOVER! Ultimately I desire to LOVE because HE FIRST LOVED ME!

Next I desire to remain FAITHFUL to Yahweh! Faithful to Kent. Faithful to my princesses! I WANT TO BE PURE and HOLY!

I WANT TO FORGIVE like HE FORGIVES ME! Leaving the PAST IN THE PAST.

I WANT to LIVE BY JUDEO CHRISTIAN STANDARDS until the DAY I DIE!

I WANT for ALL FIVE PRINCESSES to WAIT and BE PURE BEFORE THE MASTER in ALL THINGS, ACTIONS and MOTIVES!

I WANT GODLY MEN to BECOME REAL FOR MY FIVE GIRLS. SINCE I HAVE CRIED AND PRAYED OVER AND FOR SINCE THE DAY OF EACH OF THEIR CONCEPTIONS (upon realizations). I want my PRAYERS ANSWERED for THEIR PURITY as well. And for those five young men to NOT TAKE AWAY THEIR VIRTUES, or TEMPT THEM TO TAKE ANY PART OF THEIR PURITY AWAY!!!!!!!!!!!

I WANT TO DIE KNOWING I LIVED FOR THE KING of kings! I WANT TO PLEASE MY SAVIOR!

I WANT to SHARE THE GOSPEL WHOLE HEARTEDLY! I WANT TO REDUPLICATE SALVATION and ITS INVITATION!

I WANT TO STOP SINNING, THEREFORE REPENT !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I Want to be PROPERLY PROTECTED, TOTALLY DEBT FREE, and FINANCIAL INDEPENDENT! No more being a slave to the lender.

Ultimately I WANT to ENJOY what time I have to LIVE LIFE for JESUS CHRIST and to BEHOLD HIM FACE TO FACE VERY SOON!

What do you WANT?

Want?

What?

What do I want?
What does that mean?
Want? Need?
Want?
What do YOU WANT?

You know, "What do you WANT ~ Out of ____?" Fill in the Blank. What do you want out of Spiritual dividends? LIFE? Tasks at hand? Singleness? Marriage? Children? Aspirations? Goals? DREAMS? Family? J.O.B? Career?

Well . . . WHAT?!!!

I have so much on my plate lately that it all just seems so, so, trivial at times and other times ummmmmmmm . . . .

YEAH! Okay so with much thought and effort I am asking YOU.
"What do You Want?!!!" I'll tell you mine sometime but not just right now. ;-)

Talk with you soon.

There's a Mouse A Nibbling

Once upon a time there was the family who owned a series of silver vehicles and amazing enough there were five princesses who rode their silver chariot. It has had it's days. There have been many adventures to what seemed like the "Land of Far, Far Away" with Fiona, Shriek and Donkey from Dream Works Productions. Or maybe it could be a "spin off" from Dr. Seuss' "There's a Mouse in the House" book. How about a tale of turn like "Finding Waldo" by ??? Anyhow, let's proceed.

Which ever it may be NOW; There is a need to publish something like: "There is a Mouse a Nibbling" by ARKlundt.

It would go something like this.

Mama went to clean up and tidy one drizzly morn. Only to realize something was a brewing within the silver bullet. When the sippy was picked up and rapidly tucked under her arm, weighted down by the other abandoned relics that somehow turn into piles of lost and forgotten items. She wonders, "why is this drink opening chewed up like this?" It looked to her like Her curly soft brown haired princess had a hankering to "Nibble, nibble, gnaw, gnaw" as if to be deep in thought before falling into dream land. However these bite marks resembled: No that couldn't be! What? How could that be possible? If that were so, the drink would come like a damn broken and a Tsunami rushing and much to rapidly & quickly for it to handle. That spilt moment of inquisition of thought; that really felt like a lapse of frozen time, was rather hastily thrown into "never mind" mode as the "Clean Up Brigade" mindset returned.

Then two days turned into four days later it returned: the oddness of a discovery. "What is this?" Mama thought once again. Why is the Pink Hearted Printed bag laying like that? And why are the treasures (treats) for that princess laying kind of in a mayhem on the floor mats? Maybe just maybe they were hastily discarded after the "accident" (which will be written about later) was needing full attention. But she day dreamed aimlessly, she didn't remember the scene looking quite that way. Oh well. She quietly thought "I'll just through the few strewn items back in the bag and clean it up and restock it for later" once inside the palace called "home."

In the castle the discovery connected the dots. What was the discovery? A hole in the banana. Yes a HOLE!!! It was "nibbled on" in the very similar manor. The difference? The sweet youngest princess never snacked on the succulent favorite fruit of the week. NEVER. It was rather odd. That is when the clues all came together one AHA after another, for sure. The bag was emptied on the counter only to find . . . the hole was big and it had a black "spot" IN it. Upon inspection of the bag there were other "spots" ON other items. "EWWWWWWWwwww" screeched Mama. It was evidence of a mouse nibbling and then "droppings" YUCK!!!! That is it. She quickly ran out to the chariot, their silver bullet, and flung open the door on the passenger side and investigated the location of the area where the sippy was laying just two days prior to the accident. Yes, yes there it is, just under the front passenger seat. Green matching shredded cup remains. She scooped them up into her palm and almost as quickly dropped them when it matched the area missing on the cup spout. "A MOUSE IN . . . MY VAN!" she screamed while she stood there in horror of the realization. She once again gathered the remains of the green evidence and ran back into the house hoping the princess didn't awake too soon from her mid afternoon slumber. She ran into the kitchen and placed the remains next to the banana and other evidence. Yep. DROPPINGS, the hole eaten away banana, and the odd shredded corner of the diaper revealed a shock of "how can that be? IN MY VAN, our family truckster, their carriage of transportation!

Now to tell the news to the Man of the Home. He was struck with a mischievious smile. "That just doesn't seem possible to be living IN THE VAN." However, Just this morning 8 days later in the wee morning hours, filled with a slight chill and thrill of the days' events; on the way to celebrate the Resurrection Truth - evidence number three occurrence. The Kleenex box had a shredded corner lying all around the floor mats between the front driver seat & the passenger seat netting and the second row. "There has been a mouse a nibbling ~ AGAIN!" and they had a guest witness this time. They all laughed and teased one another. Who has ever had a MOUSE in their chariot? EVER?!

Well go a head laugh. This is not a fable or even a fictitious story. It is the truth. Really?! YES! It is our family story of the week. Humor in the midst of "the accident". Shock and Awe horror at the "What IF's . . .?" So now you know, "There's a Mouse A Nibbling" in our Van and it grosses this mama out, and then makes me laugh at the thought of it all and the memories made with the ENTIRE FAMILY to be concluded on the glorious day of passage:

RESURRECTION SUNDAY CELEBRATION.

pst. . . . what would you DO if it were YOU?

This Mama says, "We are setting a trap in the morning." YIKES. Maybe a picture will follow for the mere evidence. Who knows? Only time will tell.

:-/

Friday

Friday.

Fabulous. Freaky,

Frightening. Forsaken. Forgiven.

Finished. Free.

Friday.

This day means a new life to live in an entire new way

A beginning to walk differently.

This day meant the most painful loneliness.

Isolation and separation that gave redemption for all mankind!

I LOVE HIM

Because he First LOVED ME!

NO MAC

Oh my, Oh my how I miss the opportunity to write. Didn't think I would EVER say that one. However, it is true! My Mac may have "crashed" uuughhhhhhh! Need I say more? Well I am sitting at a guest PC and it is just a timing thing and then in an odd kind of way . . . it has been blissful because I have not "run" to the screen of my mac and become unfocused. See Ya soon maybe when the Mac is fixed.

The ache

Oh my goodness, oh my goodness: To have an entire weekend planned and then to realize that we really are not in total control can take the wind out of your sails very quickly. Plans day one: Training. Check. Lunch date. Check. Two clients to see Friday, rescheduled. Check. One Ministry Auction. Fellowship with Saints. Check. PRICELESS ohhhhhhh, not feeling so good. Just get through the night. SMILE. CHECK!!!' Plans day two: Track meet. Pre prom. Welcome Home Celebration Service WCCC with dear ones from first ministry. Track meet ending. Prom Pictures. PRICELESS . . . . oh no, sick in Bed, aches, tub, slight fever ;-( missed it ALL. Cried. Speechless. Plans day three: Church Worship. Get there it'll be okay. oops not quite so. SMILE upon quiet exit . . . Hide in Van. Fall Fast Asleep. Unconscious. Go to work. CRAZINESS. Now to Go back to BED. REST. "For I know the plans I have for you . . . " Jeremiah 29: and in that promise I will exalt him even now for my heart knows with out any doubt that, God is GOOD ALL THE TIME. And for in between that time, I was able to read His word like crazy in I Samuel, Luke and Acts and Revelation. Great time in the WORD brought comfort to sleep hard. The ache: It is good to remember who IS IN CONTROL . . . okay I'll listen and rest. I LOVE YOU ABBA with all I posses!

tie it, tie it TIIIIIIIE IT!!!!

It is so funny to hear her wee little voice trill (no i didn't misspell thrill, her little tongue is trilling ~ it is the Latin in her veins) with a high fever pitch. "Side, side, swing, swing" "Tie It, Tie it" "chocah Milk, Shake it, SHAKE IT" (all while she SHOWS us with her body and hips rapidly moving from side to side and the most precious mischievous grin ever) Oh I could just go on forever with what she is so animated about but I'll just show you one of them depicted animated faces she gives us with all her exuberant annotations.

All I can say is . . . The female version of Dennis the Menus

with a twist of adorable and drama

Covered in warmth

Therefore, as Gods chosen people, holy and dearly loved, clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness and patience" Colossians 3:12

Oh where am I this morning? Thinking about another special someone. Yes I know what is GOING ON? ;-)

Okay so this precious someone has been instrumental in my family's life since working together in ministry and coming to live with us at our first camp as staff together. Oh those where the days (and still are for me).

She and I were in the "old cabins" because we preferred living "out there" than inside the "retreat center" It was sweet. She had the most beautiful set up. Throw carpet on the cold cement floor, a Mobile hanging rack for the cabin girls, and the coolest towel rack to dry just outside our door! I LOVED being with her as one of the cabin moms. We stayed up late under flash light, choking from the fumes of deet filled bug spray, perfume of every array to the sent and towels hanging from the rafters. Curtains made of what ever we pulled together and FANS galore to take the edge off the heat. But what I remember so vividly where her QUILTS made with Love. The goal was to earn the Best CABIN and the Best Bunk for the day. That is when I really began to wonder who made "that quilt" on that bed when I first came in to a moved in cabin. It was a dear one that I have grown to LOVE through the years since 1988 also. But the reason I write is because I saw a quilt recently that made me smile; a love made quilt on Laurels' lap before the Lord took her home made by this beautiful woman.

Can you guess who she might be? I'll shout it out with GLEE . . . "CLAUDEEDEE". One day shortly after our first princess entered our home she was blessed with a hand made quilt from her beautiful hands. I cried (those of you who know understand these eyes tears). She pieced many squares and covered it with a rosette pattern on the other side. I didn't want to use it I wanted to do what everyone else was doing back in the day and just "display it" on a quilter rack for looks. That is when I discovered the greatest compliment is for the recipient to USE their quilt and allow it to be worn out; LITERALLY!!!!! I was Aghast to at first. "It's too beautiful to USE it." She and I giggled as we talked about quilts, Kent's gram' ma K making them like crazy, and on and on and on. Although she may not remember that, I do. So we brought Mya's quilt to camp for her bedding from then on (even in the summer camps Mya didn't come with us- which wasn't but maybe one).

Then again a couple of years later, another quilt arrived shortly after Tia's birth. Just as beautiful and again very special. I don't remember exactly when but I began asking Claudeedee (Claudia B.) about her quilts. Her time creating them, why she loved making them, along with many other questions. How many she had made and that is when I discovered she made them for her family: the boys, her nieces and nephews, siblings, parents, and Paul's' family (and Rogers are a large family). I went to bed that night with a soft tear rolling down my cheeks realizing that she made one for my girls with love like they were her family! Kent had a quilt for college and our quilt for our wedding from Gram'ma K, Mya and Tia had one now from Claudeedee (which by the way was what they named Claudia from then on that is how we know them). She loved my girls so tenderly. I knew their quilts were made with Love and it warmed my heart because she thought of them before I even realized the fullness of the gift of intent that took undivided time. Once again not once but twice Claudeedee made two other quilts: one for Faith and Emily. But the most precious quilt was the one Claudia made for me. I bawled like a baby when she brought it over. I knew I was going to use this baby for a VERY LONG TIME, and Ever year since the first quilt they have been going with us to many locations; and ALWAYS to camp at MLCC and now many others. We have loved those quilts and the hands that made them so long ago. They have been used in all four seasons, at sporting events and are worn like coats, they travels with us to many states and countries. They are used & been worn with a returned love just like one of my favorite stories: The Velveteen Rabbit.

I write about them because just two days ago I had Faith grab my quilt out from the back of the van because it was time to take it in to wash it clean. And as it was folded and I saw the iron burn, the wearing out spots and drew in a breath, I said a prayer over Claudia, her hands, her life at that very morning as Faith ran inside with it. Imploring the King for her life to be blessed and her family now grown with grandchildren of her own knowing I am unable to convey fully my love for her gifts made by her love. I know that each and every time one of us wraps up in her quilts made for us with thought, she is a servant who gave unselfishly. Now one of those precious quilts is at college with my precious princess number one. So Thank you Claudedee ~ For I Love You more than you'll ever know!!!

I'll upload a current picture of our quilts made from my special dearly loved "Claudeedee" with their owner. As well as other loved on quilts we use from other wonderful hands creations.

Princess One @ college

taken on photoshoot: copyrighted ~ BChambers Photography

Can you say . . . . "memory lane?"

O what a wonderful evening!

Have I ever said how much I LOVE PEOPLE? Or catching up in other's lives? Goodness me it was one of those nights and I LOVED every moment of this day! I met with two different couples and both are very precious to me. ;-) Awhhhhhhh sweet.

One I cannot disclose for professional reasons but it was sweet all the same. The other couple I met with were so indescribable and lovely to walk down memory lane. One goes back over twenty years plus and the other back to a very beautiful wedding in JoMo!

A text turned phone call then a very special hour made my heart strings sing with joy. My eyes lit up with expectation. My life became a reel of rewind, flash backs and making another piece sewn into the tapestry called my life of the past called a present of the moment. The lights were on, the cell phone hung up and the door opened with a very warm greeting of welcome. Their home so inviting. New to the physical body but warm as if returning to where I had always been. Why? Because the husband grew like family into our family through the years. His bride so vibrant with sweet aroma of hospitality, a hug and quick conversation as if we were walking down the recesses of memories we experienced together since we discovered how many things or inhibitions we have in common. ;-) I quickly laughed with them, toured through "home" with them and paused through every room with a story of the past, the now and the future of their lives. The common denominator: The man of their home.

Brent; who will always be "Brenters" to me, was so welcoming. Kelsey's' smile and hug brought the gift of relaxation and rest as they walked me through each room and our conversation led to events of awe & wonder as their home was toured. We talked about the wonderful ways of how the Lord's provisions has blessed in abundance through the love of others hands to make the house they reside in their "home." Kelsey's sweetly laced laughter from room to room made us feel like kindred spirits. Their pictures; delightful as their story filled with Love like the smell of a home made apple pie that comes out of the oven, wafting and filling every area with thick scents of refreshing causing the mouth watering anticipation to take the first bite, close ones eyes and slip back in time. That is what tonight was like. If we lived nearer it could have led to a game filled night of laughter, a good cup of Joe and maybe some cards.

Time slipped by so quickly like the sand that falls through the hour glass. Story after story, giggling, descriptions so clear it could actually be felt. "Lions and Tigers and Bears - OH MY!" really should be "doggies, tornado's and what not . . .oh dear!" :-) We have more in common than understood. ;-P Hahahahaha

Thank you for leaving the light on and then allow us to pray together IN YOUR HOME. I LOVED every moment of walking down memory lane with both of you and leaving it with a Blessing.

Until we meet again, can you say . . . "memory lane?"

Peace

There is someone I would like to talk about today. After reading this verse makes me smile, for the Lord knows i think of them often. As i read then when I think of this verse and others similar to it, "Peacemakers who sow in peace raise a harvest of righteousness." James 3:18, it brings me joy. Really the individuals are a sweet couple who took us in their care one summer. We came to know their hearts through their LOVE to a very young newly wed couple seeking to serve the Lord. During our interview we didn't originally get to meet them for they were gone on a company trip. We met them on our interview over the phone.

From the moment we met them that summer of our internship it was "like family." They took us into their home, were sponsors with us that summer and then they invested into our lives from the very first Sunday we arrived back in 1988. Their entire family were peacemakers, and STILL are. So Beck and Joan; aka Uncle Beck and Auntie Joan we love you immensely. Thank you for your hearts and investing into our lives.