Snow is delightful?

I'm thinking of the song from "White Christmas" where that young happy quartet harmonizes as the train hums along across the miles.  What a great song and what a great movie!  It reminds me that there is beauty in snow.

Have you heard of the blizzard of '66?  I was 9 years old at the time and it was a killer.  Snow can be a killer but it can also be beautiful--kind of like electricity.  I wouldn't want to live without electricity but it, too, has killed people when it was handled improperly. 

Snow means a lot of hard work for a rancher in the Midwest or other Northern states, I'm sure.  Before one can feed your herd, you must often first push snow out of the way.  Then you push snow so that you can bed the herd down with straw without it turning to slop fairly soon after you put it out.  In fact, you often have to push snow just so you can get out of your yard.  I remember one time.....  Oops, I guess that story will have to wait for another day.

If you've read here for any length of time, you know how much I like poetry.  Thanks to the internet, I don't even have to dig out my poetry books to share a poem with you--although that was pleasant too.  So here's a poem for today.  Although the punctuation grates on me a bit, I love the concept that God loves us all and we are all made to be unique individuals. 

Snow From God

snow falls lightly 
from the sky up above
softly falling down
like the feather of a dove

each snow flake is different
like each one of us
falling to the ground
like snow often does

it's steals away breath
this brilliant thing
so pure and refreshing
like the songs angels sing

they sing for remembrance
of God and His son
throwing down these white tokens
to say winter has begun

white is for birth
the birth of baby Christ
white is for hope
that things are alright

each flake that falls 
from the sky up above
is a gift from God
telling us we are loved

Copyright © Anne Hessler | Year Posted 2013

Look what else I found for my reader's to enjoy!   My favorite snow story is when I was about 11 years old and I was taking piano lessons from our pastor's wife who lived up the road from us.  I went to the parsonage after school for my lesson.  By the time I was finished, it had grown dark.

I was a bit timid to walk the 8 blocks home by myself but I had no choice.  I bundled up and my piano teacher gave me a hug and out into the snow I went.  At first I was shaking with fear of having to walk home alone after I'd come face to face with a rabid dog in the dark several years earlier.  

"Dear Jesus, please keep me safe and help me to get home soon," I prayed as my little legs clomped along the snow-laden sidewalks.  That was when I heard Him tell me to look up.  When I looked up and towards the houses I was passing, I was delighted.

So many families were gathered around supper tables as the snow fell.  Christmas trees twinkled in windows and wood smoke filled the air.  It was a warming feeling to think of those families all together and safe inside their homes.  Now that walk is one of my favorite memories and Thomas Kinkade my favorite artist for his flare in catching the warmth of home in his paintings.

It's not a surprise, then, that I enjoy snowy weather when I'm at home with my loved ones all around me.  Sometimes during supper I will look outside and remember that little girl trudging through the snow to her supper.  Now that little girl has a home of her own, and a family of her own, and she is so very happy!  Thank you, Jesus, for all of my blessings including living where there is snow!!!  You probably didn't think I'd ever say that, did you?

If you are living where it's cold right now, I hope that this song warms your heart as it does mine.  I usually think of saying, at moments like this, "Hang on, Spring is coming."  However, right now on this late Winter day, I would suggest that you enjoy the wonders that Winter brings as long as you can.  After all, who wants hot chocolate in July?    ;)

Lots of love,

Dawn

 



Have you heard about Kangen water?

I've written here many times about how Kangen water has helped my health remarkably.  This past weekend my childhood pal, Anna and her sidekick Bill, came to deep clean my machine.  We've been getting sick here lately and that doesn't happen when my machine is nice and clean.

 

We learned that, with all of us drinking water from my machine, we need to deep clean it much more frequently.  Also, last year's drought most likely has affected our water as there's not as much water in the well which concentrated the minerals and they have been building up in the joints.  Always something..........

 

The good news is that my son-in-law Michael has volunteered to build us a deep cleaning system.  As much as I look forward to, and enjoy Anna and Bills visits, it's not practical for them to drive nearly 5 hours to deep clean my machine every month.  Besides, they DO have a life of their own.  ;)  Check out their Facebook page here:  Holistic Hub

 

Kangen water machines work in three ways.  1. They raise the PH of the water to the alkaline level where disease cannot exist.  2.  The water provides millions of electrons to the body which pair up with free radicals and create oxygen for the body.  3.  The machine micro-clusters the water molecules. 

 

Water molecules clump together and then they can't get through the cell membranes.  Kangen water machines break down these clump sizes to 5 or 6 (instead of 30) molecule clumps.  These can get into the cells and pull out poisons.  In this way people can detoxify naturally just by drinking water.

 

I can't say enough good about this water.  I'll simply say that it probably saved my life when our farm needed to leave organics in order to keep farming.  Anna shared that she, too, would most likely be dead by now if she hadn't found Kangen water when she did.  Instead she owns a natural health center and gives water to everyone who wants some and helps them in many other natural ways. 

 

I could talk for hours about how this water has helped me and many others to recover their health--or at least to prevent the progression of diseases that they struggle with.  However, I realize that people need to have scientific proof that something works so I offer you Dr. Michael.  I love this presentation!

 

If you would like to try this water free for 30 days, let me know or contact Anna at the hub.  Here's the website of the company producing these marvelous machines:  http://www.enagic.com/  Anna said this weekend that Enagic has it's machines in 70 hospitals across Japan.  The water is used for drinking and for disinfecting and cleaning.  They sterilize their surgical equipment with Kangen's 2.5 water!!!  No chemicals are needed!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

 This water truly is an immense gift from God to the world.  I rejoice immensely that my grandbabies are Kangen babies.  Many of the woes of life will pass them by because their mamas are drinking this life giving water!!  I urge you all to watch this video and learn how Kangen water works to heal the body in a very quick and easy way--you  just drink the water!

 

I'm also enclosing the link to a video of a Kangen water demonstration I did about 3 years ago.  The sound may not be the best but I'm sharing it so you can see how Kangen water competes with other waters on the market.  https://drive.google.com/file/d/1HpEKac3S2pE-g8KXR0aHr2k9uR3fjbWe/view?usp=drive_web

 

Have a great week everyone,

 

Dawn

 

Winter's not all bad

Can you believe I said that?  WINTER'S NOT ALL BAD?  Well, it's true.  It's nice to kick back and enjoy family time.  It really is fun being grandparents!

 

Robert and I like to play Upwards in the evenings or watch a Hallmark romance movie--gasp.  We have more time to go visiting and to have company than we do during the busy farming/grain cleaning season.  There's no garden to weed or crops to worry about drying up. 

 

I'm sorry that I have nothing profound to share today so I'll leave it at that--Winter's not all bad.  I hope you enjoy this photo of my sweetie and me with our grandbabies Timothy and Elsie.  Life IS good when you have the time, and the health, to enjoy it!

 

Keep warm all my loves,

 

Dawn

 

I don't have to try?

Because I wasn't loved by my parents, when I was growing up, I learned that I had to perform in order to get any kind of positive affirmation from them.  This led to me being a people pleaser.  You know the type, someone who does what they do not want to do with the hopes that others will like them.

 

After 6 decades of living like this, I can honestly tell you that it does NOT work.  Even if a person could please everyone around them, they would be untrue to themselves in some way.  I'm sure that this has played a role in my lifetime of poor health. 

 

In recent years I've been immensely blessed by Pastor Prince's viewpoint of just accepting the blessings that God has for His children.  Like we want nothing but the best for our children, He wants nothing but the best for His. 

 

So what's the catch? 

 

Why do so many in the Christian community suffer from poverty; poor relationships; or failing health?

 

Could it be because we're trying too hard?  It looks like the answer to that question is a great big YES!  I hope that you'll read this with an open mind.  There is MUCH to gain!

 

Have a great week all you saints of Christ!

 

Dawn

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

BEAT THE ODDS WITH THE FAVOR OF GOD

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Do you look at yourself and see only lack in the natural? Do you say, “I don’t have a good education”, “I am poor”, “I am too old” or “I am a divorcee”? I have good news for you. As a blood-bought believer and child of God, you have the supernatural favor of God!

In the Bible, Ruth was a poor Moabite widow who went with her mother-in-law to live in Bethlehem, a Jewish town where the inhabitants considered Moabites outcasts. But she did not wallow in self-pity and moan about being a poor widow of the wrong race in the wrong place. Instead, she believed that God would favor her and she declared, “I will find favor in the field that I glean from.”

 

In the natural, Ruth had everything going against her. But because she trusted in the favor of God, she not only became the wife of Bethlehem’s richest man when Boaz married her, she also became the great-grandmother of David and had her name included in the genealogy of Jesus Christ even though she was not a Jewess! That is what God’s supernatural favor did for her. That is the kind of blessing God’s supernatural favor can give you.

A church member shared how, due to unforeseen circumstances, she was late for a job interview. But she confessed God’s favor on herself before the interview and miraculously, the interviewers shortlisted her for a second interview.

There were about 40 other applicants with the right experience. And though she lacked the relevant experience, by the favor of God, she got the job which came with better pay and a car allowance that fully subsidized her car loan. Her new company was even willing to pay for her petrol and cell phone expenses—all because she believed and confessed that she had the favor of God!

Do not look at what you do not have in the natural and see lack. Trust in the favor of God and you will see blessings which your natural abilities cannot bring!

Robert and Dawn

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY EVERYONE!!

Robert and I have been sweethearts for a VERY long time!!  It's hard to imagine that this May we will have known each other for 40 years!!!!!!  Right from the beginning I liked how he walked and how he talked.  I loved the twinkle in his eye.  I admired his sharp mind; his quick wit; and how he was a natural leader. He's an amazing man of God and I am sooo blessed to be a part of his life in a VERY significant way.  I am honored to be his wife!

We had a rough spell, though, around 8 years of marriage.  In fact we were separated for 4 months while we worked on the traumas we each had suffered in our growing up years. I had to get to work on recovering from incest and he had to focus on how alcoholism had damaged him. 

I had taken our 18 month old daughter to live in Bismarck where I had found a counselor who specialized in incest recovery.  Robert stayed home and worked on ending his partnership in the family farm.  As the recovery started to work, I saw how the incest I lived through had affected our marriage.  I began to see that Robert wasn't the enemy, just because he was a male, like those who had molested me for 7 years.  He had nothing to do with that whatsoever!!!

Our 8th anniversary came during the separation and Robert made it very memorable for our little family.  Robert drove 4 hours to take me to our most favorite restaurant and later to a Steve Green concert while a friend watched our little girl.

I will always remember the tears flowing down both of our cheeks as Steve and his wife sang CHERISH THE TREASURE!  How close we had come to throwing away our marriage, due to outside pressures, when we loved each other immensely!

 God used that song to remind us of our love for each other!!  In fact, this song sung that night as we pondered the future of our marriage, quite possibly saved our marriage from divorce!  This is super significant as I ponder that, had Robert and I ended our marriage then, our 2 sons would never have been born.  THEY WOULD NOT EXIST!

I share this song with the hopes that all sweethearts everywhere will remember how much they love each other.  Marriage is a gift from God and spouses are treasures beyond compare!! 

I love you sweetie!!!

Dawn

 

She's still with us!

I'm truly thankful to say that I was wrong about my friend leaving for Heaven last week.  She had to have a colostomy bag put in, but she's still here, and I am sooo glad!  To those of you who prayed for Judy, I pray that you will be richly blessed!

As I wrap up my work week, I was led to this song as a reminder.  God began a good work in me when I was 11 years old and I gave Him my life!  He has done tremendous things through me that a scared little abused child never could have even imagined.

 

Who would have thought that I would graduate from collage; be married 37 years; have 20 children (most of them living in Heaven with Jesus); be a grandmother; live to 60; and be blessed with so many wonderful healing tools? 

 

Who would have thought that I could live through incest; repeated miscarriages; several cases of cancer; 22 years of home schooling; 2 terrible incidents of shingles; and finally multiple sclerosis?  Who could ever survive so much if God were not strengthening them every step of the way? 

 

I rejoice, then, not in my accomplishments but rather in Him who began a good work in me nearly 50 years ago.  I rejoice in the friend who hears my every cry and gives me strength to serve Him well!  I also am delighted often as I watch many of His other children struggle against terrible times and come out smiling.  That's because HE is faithful to complete it in us!!  Amen?

Shabbat Shalom all my loves,

Dawn

 

Why not a death poem?

I wanted to write something cheerful about the organic convention or our sweet grandbabies or the rather warm weather we've been having for this time of year.  However, yesterday Judy didn't make it to her session.  Instead her sister came and told me of Judy's trip to ER and her hospitalization and Judy telling her not to come anymore.

I'm still very grateful that I got to go to the organic convention with my family.  I'm super happy being a grandma AND I almost have the cancer kicked in the rear.  I'm grateful to be stronger and have less pain but not so with Judy.

I've known for awhile that she wasn't going to pull through.  For a few weeks I wasn't sure if I would either.  However, now I'm getting better and she most likely will live with Jesus soon.  How can I think of anything else or ask for prayer for anyone other than Judy and her family?

So, you know me, I find it easiest to express myself through poetry so I searched for a poem about death.  I'm sorry that this isn't a pleasant topic--if one isn't in a close personal relationship with Jesus Christ--God's son.  However if you've lived your life for Jesus, it's a wonderful thing to be able to look forward to living in Heaven with Him FOREVER!!!

If you're not in the mood for this poem, I totally understand.  However, if you love someone who is passing or just passed recently, this poem is for you AND of course for Judy!  I love you, Judy!  I hope you'll greet me when I get up there--whenever that will be.

So I'm sorry to be so morbid tonight.  Please forgive me.  I love you all and I thank you for coming here to read my thoughts.  God bless you all and God bless Judy!

Dawn

Go Down, Death - Poem by James Weldon Johnson

Weep not, weep not,
She is not dead;
She's resting in the bosom of Jesus.
Heart-broken husband--weep no more;
Grief-stricken son--weep no more;
Left-lonesome daughter --weep no more;
She only just gone home.

Day before yesterday morning,
God was looking down from his great, high heaven,
Looking down on all his children,
And his eye fell of Sister Caroline,
Tossing on her bed of pain.
And God's big heart was touched with pity,
With the everlasting pity.

And God sat back on his throne,
And he commanded that tall, bright angel standing at his right hand:
Call me Death!
And that tall, bright angel cried in a voice
That broke like a clap of thunder:
Call Death!--Call Death!
And the echo sounded down the streets of heaven
Till it reached away back to that shadowy place,
Where Death waits with his pale, white horses.

And Death heard the summons,
And he leaped on his fastest horse,
Pale as a sheet in the moonlight.
Up the golden street Death galloped,
And the hooves of his horses struck fire from the gold,
But they didn't make no sound.
Up Death rode to the Great White Throne,
And waited for God's command.

And God said: Go down, Death, go down,
Go down to Savannah, Georgia,
Down in Yamacraw,
And find Sister Caroline.
She's borne the burden and heat of the day,
She's labored long in my vineyard,
And she's tired--
She's weary--
Do down, Death, and bring her to me.

And Death didn't say a word,
But he loosed the reins on his pale, white horse,
And he clamped the spurs to his bloodless sides,
And out and down he rode,
Through heaven's pearly gates,
Past suns and moons and stars;
on Death rode,
Leaving the lightning's flash behind;
Straight down he came.

While we were watching round her bed,
She turned her eyes and looked away,
She saw what we couldn't see;
She saw Old Death.She saw Old Death
Coming like a falling star.
But Death didn't frighten Sister Caroline;
He looked to her like a welcome friend.
And she whispered to us: I'm going home,
And she smiled and closed her eyes.

And Death took her up like a baby,
And she lay in his icy arms,
But she didn't feel no chill.
And death began to ride again--
Up beyond the evening star,
Into the glittering light of glory,
On to the Great White Throne.
And there he laid Sister Caroline
On the loving breast of Jesus.

And Jesus took his own hand and wiped away her tears,
And he smoothed the furrows from her face,
And the angels sang a little song,
And Jesus rocked her in his arms,
And kept a-saying: Take your rest,
Take your rest.

Weep not--weep not,
She is not dead;
She's resting in the bosom of Jesus.

Go Down, Death

James Weldon Johnson