This IS America--for awhile

I just listened to Rand, Ron Paul's son, explain what is at stake in our country.  Can it register in our brains, those of us raised in freedom, that freedom is on the brink of extinction even in America?  PLEASE take a few minutes and listen to this video and then contribute to RandPak.  We MUST fight together NOW!!!!!!!!!!!

Guess what wonderful thing God did for me on this beautiful Sabbath morning.  I woke up to this email in my inbox.

Anonymous has left a new comment on your post "Hi everyone, What a great day I had yesterday wi...":

Your blog has been awarded at http://bestchristianblogoftheweek.blogspot.com.

How cool is that? 

I'm sharing this with you all as a resource for you to find other bloggers who write of their love for God.  I'm sure that there will be some new blogs on my sidebar soon. 

Speaking of which, I want to point out a new blog on Jacob's sidebar:http://underthehay-tyler.blogspot.com/  This young  man is 14 and a friend of Jacob's from the LSUK website which is the forum for people who like to play Farming Simulator.  Now, Tyler decided to start blogging because Jacob was blogging so hat's off to Jacob for his good fruit.  ;)

Tyler is a farm boy from Nebraska who makes lots and lots and lots of hay like Jacob does.  I think that they have around 250 head of cattle.  Because Jacob has spoken of him so much, I feel as though he's part of the family and so I'm adding Tyler to my sidebar.  Welcome to the blogging world, Tyler!

We're all happy as we finished the seeding yesterday.  For as long as I've known Robert, which is 33 years, he has had a goal of getting the seeding done before his birthday.  This is the first time that we're actually DONE seeding BEFORE his birthday which is on Monday.  Everything is early this year due to the mild Winter so we're all excited.

During the wet moments of this past week, we ripped out our old rotten deck and the guys got us some new deck boards.  Cora, Jacob, and I stained them when things dried out.  I have one hint for anyone who is going to stain new deck boards--make sure that the stain is thoroughly mixed before you start staining.  We have quite a mixture of colors on our boards but, thankfully, there is an underside to deck boards which nobody will see.  I'll try to get some pictures on here soon concerning our deck project.

It's been a stressful month, even though exciting.  The other morning, as I waited for my client to come to the house here, suddenly I found myself covered in hives.  OH NO--I haven't gone anaphalactic in about 2 years but I know enough to know that instant hives is the first step to my going into shock.

Cora was doing my hair, as I wrote here, and suddenly my face was hot.  Each time it goes faster so it wasn't long until the hives were all over my arms and legs also.  Fortunately, we've had enough experience with shock to know what to do. 

Instantly I took some water with cayenne pepper tincture in it along with a few bites so that it doesn't burn my stomach.  I started my deep breathing exercises and went to work washing the dishes.  I find that I do better if I'm doing some brainless thing instead of laying in bed paying attention to how shaky I'm getting.  Jacob also ran rates for me on his machine for shock.

I was still a little red when my clients came but the shakiness was gone and I just smiled a lot and let them talk as I waited for the radionics to firm up my thinking.  By the time the session was over, the hives were gone and I was only weak.  Cora and I laughed, after the client left, that my sunburn disappeared mighty quick!

I praise God for getting me through it once again!  Oh, I forgot to mention that I also took 4 Loratadine which brings the histamine levels down.  I told Cora that I've been doing so well that I haven't taken any Loratadine in about 8 months.  I guess I'll probably take 1 a day for a few weeks to ward it off.

Did I mention that I slept for 3 hours that afternoon and took it easy the rest of the day?  There hasn't been any sign of it's return so I rejoice in that!  Thanks to Cora for keeping calm and helping me to think my way through the experience.  Praise God for His healing ways!

One other praise is that I got a new client from the sign that I put up at Terry's Health Food store in Bismarck.  This woman said, "The whole world needs to know about these healing methods!"  I told her, "You go ahead and tell them," and then we laughed together.

I was encouraged, though, that I may have found the person to man my office when I'm down here.  There are so many wonderful things that I want to do out of that office but can't because nobody can be 2 places at one time.  We'll see what she thinks of my work after her first session next week.

Once again, I am honored to be chosen for my encouragement to others in the faith!  That is the reason that I started this blog 3 years ago--to give others hope of a better life as a follower of Christ.  Now, to bless your day as much as mine has been blessed, I'd like to share this awesome poem with you!  If you haven't given your life to Christ yet, I pray that today is the day that you too will join the family of God!

God bless all who open their hearts to His amazing love!

Happy Sabbath everyone,

Dawn

Three years

Three years ago today my mother died.  I just thought I'd mention that as the world rushes around trying to earn approval from others.  Although I never earned my mother's approval, it doesn't matter anymore.  Why?  Because she's gone so long that I've forgotten all of her nasty, cruel, controlling ways?  No, because I've found Pastor Joseph Prince and I read his emails every morning before I start my day.  I cannot urge you too strongly to get into this practice yourself.  Just go to www.josephprince.org and sign up for his free daily emails. 

In case you're not convinced that this can change your life, here's today's meditation for you to ponder.  I've come to see that the reason we humans try to make our own path to God is because we think that this means that we have power--look what I did, Mom!  That, not only is childish, it is keeping us from experiencing a deep relationship with God.  PLEASE read this meditation and let it seep into your soul today. THEN you will know how happy I am today to be free of my mother's condemnation on my life!  PTL

I really, truly, sincerely, entirely, unequivocally, wholly, graciously AM loved by God--YIPPEE!!  SO ARE YOU!  Here's to Pastor Prince and here's to GOD!!!!!!!!!!

Happy today!

Dawn

The Good Life Without The Sweat

Matthew 6:26 26Look at the birds of the air, for they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they?

Most people are of the opinion that the good life does not happen without hard work and buckets of sweat. They believe that to achieve success, you first need to have this educational certificate, that professional qualification, this particular job and that many years of hard work. I have good news for you: God has a better way. We all must work, but the world wants you to believe that there is a natural process of sowing, reaping and gathering, accompanied by waiting, toiling and stress, before the good life actually comes. But God says, “My people do not need to go through this natural process to enjoy the good life for they are not of this world’s system. They can operate out of My economy and I can give them the good life straightaway!” In the same way that God feeds the birds which do not go through the sow-then-reap-then-gather system of the world, He wants to and will do much more for you! Your heavenly Father wants you to know the generosity of His heart toward you and how much He wants to make you successful. A case in point is what happened to a church member who believed this truth. After leaving his previous job, he trusted God to provide him with a better one. Within just four months, he found himself heading two companies. His newly formed distribution company not only clinched a major project in Singapore, but was also made the principal distributor in Southeast Asia for a popular line of products from the United States. His second company, which provided consultancy services, was given two projects by a Korean and a Hong Kong company for a six-figure consultancy fee in US dollars. Today, God wants you to know that you are not of the world’s system. You are of the kingdom of God — the same kingdom that feeds the birds that do not toil, but simply trust their Creator for all their provisions in life. Be convinced that you are of more value to your heavenly Father than the birds, and let Him give you the good life without the toiling and laboring of the world

Just in time

Good morning,

  I just made Robert's and Andrew's lunches and now I'm going to enjoy my SunSplash and then I'm going to soak in my whirlpool.  It's not good when I have clients in my office today and I STILL feel like I'm 200 years old.

 Just in time, though, came Pastor Prince's words in his daily email devotional.  Just in time, he reminded me that I don't have to DO anything but believe that my wonderful God in 3 persons can do ALL things, in spite of me, if I am willing to let Him.

 I have been so blessed with Pastor Prince's words and I urge you to listen daily too on his website: www.josephprince.org.  You can also sign up for his free daily email to keep your heart fixed on God who never gets sick.  Can you imagine NEVER getting sick?

Today I covet your prayers as I see clients in Bismarck and get turkey feed for our baby turkeys which arrive one week from today.  I also ordered a bottle of Noni from Terrys as they haven't had it on the shelves the past 6 times that I've been in there.  They called yesterday to say that it's in, so I'm glad as that almost always snaps us out of bugs quickly and we're only 2 days away from the Republican convention now.

PLEASE open up your heart to Pastor Prince's encouraging words of grace in a works centered society.  All around the world, people try to impress God with how good they are or how much they have done for Him.  However, the Bible clearly teaches that our righteousness is as filthy rags to God.  Nothing that we can do can impress God EXCEPT to love Him. 

How do we learn to love Him?  The answer is in letting go of the "Control" that we think we have over our lives, and let God have total control over who He sees us becoming day by day.  God loves us so much AND He has a plan for each life to be abundantly happy in Him.  How could we possibly improve upon HIS plan for our lives?  How could WE make this day be a happy day when we don't even know what makes us happy?

We are so fickle.  We think that, if we can have this or that, then we'll be happy.  Sometimes we think, if this person was our friend, then we'd be happy.  Others think that if they had this type of influence over others, then we'd be happy..........

Do you know what all of that is?  It's OUR trying to make OURSELVES happy.  There IS no happiness outside of God--NONE!!!  I urge you to read Pastor Prince's words and let them seep into your being.  God IS the answer to all of our problems and He IS our loving Heavenly Father.  I urge you to turn it ALL over to God right now and have a wonderful day!

Hugs to all seekers,

Dawn

God Says ‘I Will’ In The New Covenant

Hebrews 8:10,12 10… I will put My laws in their mind… I will be their God… 12… I will be merciful to their unrighteousness… their sins and their lawless deeds I will remember no more.”

You may be feeling stressed at work today because your boss just gave you a list of things to do. Maybe he told you, “You have to type this letter. You have to meet this client. You have to write this report. You have to…” Wouldn’t it be nice if your boss had, instead, said, “I will type this letter for you. I will meet this client for you. I will write this report for you. I will…”? Well, your boss may not be that gracious, but your Father in heaven is! When He found fault with the old covenant and established the new covenant (Hebrews 8:7–8) in His Son’s blood, His “Thou shalls” became “I wills”. You see, under the old covenant, the focus is on you — Thou shall not… Thou shall not… Thou shall not… It is all about your performance, your obedience, your works. But under the new covenant, God says, “I will put My laws in their mind… I will be their God… I will be merciful to their unrighteousness… their sins and their lawless deeds I will remember no more.” It is no longer you working for God, but God working for you, in you, through you! “Isn’t there something for me to do?” you may ask. My friend, the only thing for you to do is to believe God’s “I wills”. The more you believe His “I wills” or promises, the more you will see His heart for you and the more your faith will grow. It is foolish for me to just tell you, “Come on, man, have faith!” You will still find it hard to have faith because I am not giving you anything to build faith in you. But if I were to tell you all about what God says He will do for you, faith will arise in your heart. Faith is a response to knowing what God says He will do for you. So the best thing you can “do” under the new covenant is to not focus on what you must do for God, but what God says He will do for you!

MUST SHARE THIS

What?  Three posts in one morning?  Oh my, I MUST have more energy.  It's just that I wanted to share about my joy with the hormone therapy (scroll down); I needed to share the prayer request for little Lola (scroll down); and I love to share how God blesses me through Pastor Joseph Prince because he gives me such insight into how God views me as a winner EVEN WHEN I FAIL HIM!!!  Here's Pastor Prince to explain for me.

God bless all you who love Him!

Dawn

No Condemnation

My friend/client, Diane, has been telling me about Pastor Joseph Prince for several months now.  I can clearly recall how jubilant she looked when she showed up in my Bismarck office for her session a while back.  She shared how Pastor Prince was teaching, on his CD series CONDEMNATION KILLS, how people can't get well if they buy into this philosophy that "I'm just no good."

  Well, Diane loaned us several of Pastor Prince's CD series when she came for another session last week.  We listened to the first CD in CONDEMNATION KILLS in our home church yesterday and I was deeply blessed.  I never understood before how to get over the damaged goods syndrome which I picked up in my childhood home.  Some part of me always believed that I didn't deserve all of God's wonderful blessings. 

 Pastor Prince says that it's not that Christ doesn't love us, it's that WE don't give HIM a chance to let His love flow into our lives.  In other words, we've become accustomed to conditional love (which really isn't love at all) that we can't quite grasp being loved just because we are. 

  Today I've been listening to Pastor Prince's HAPPY AND HEALTHY CD set.  It's the same theme again.  It's not that God doesn't want us to be healthy and happy--it's that we don't think we deserve these gifts that He is longing to pour into our lives.  I know that I've heard this thought before, but somehow when Pastor Prince says it--it sticks in my grey matter. 

Well, if I've made you curious, then I urge you to meet Pastor Prince here:
http://www.josephprince.org/.  Pastor Prince also has lots of videos on You Tube so check him out.  You'll be happy to hear his message of unconditional blessings from God just waiting to be poured into our lives.   I loved his description of the word Shalom which means so much more than "Just" peace--as if peace isn't enough.

Shalom dear friends--be blessed in EVERY way that God has for you today!

Dawn


Here's another one.  Let's ALL seek God's love in our lives today!!!

We choose

This was on my screen when I walked through the dining room just now.  I must admit that I was a little miffed at the title.  Then I read the comments below and I realized that someone was using a reverse tactic to get folks to actually take 6 minutes of their life to get to know the man who could be their next President--IF we all work together that is. 

How many of you were required to read George Orwell's 1987 at some point in your education?  It was during my Senior year of High School in Eureka, SD that I was required to read it.  If you have read it, I am certain that you have never been able to shake the affects of it from your life.

When I gave up being a Futurist, for the peace of Preterism, I got rid of a LOT of stress!  However, watching what our government is doing IS enough stress to put me back on my deathbed if I didn't have the tools that I have now.  Is it possible that people don't have a clue that we are heading towards the nightmare world of 1987?  I'm thankful that we've gone 25 years beyond that date, but nowadays we can hear of folks being arrested for things that they were doing which was a protected right under our Constitution.  We can hear these things, if we don't close our minds to them, AND we know what we're looking for.

PLEASE, FOLKS, LISTEN TO THIS VIDEO!  Pay attention to how it makes you feel.  Are you empowered or weakened by the things that you hear?  Then listen to our present President and ask yourself the same thing.  If you want to remain free, then you have got to help us get this man elected to the position of President of the United States.  As Dr. Paul spoke and voted for our freedoms 100% of the time during his 12 years in Congress, I am confident that he will continue to do so as our next President.  I heard him speak in Fargo in November and he sounded just like he sounded here!

Together we CAN protect our freedoms and give our children a world like the one that we have enjoyed.  TOGETHER WE CAN!  We have got to get involved in the battle to preserve our great country.  WHO ELSE WILL?  If you're still not motivated to get involved, perhaps you need to read 1987.  I'd be happy to loan you my copy if you can't find one anywhere else.  I wonder if it's still available?


Anyway, I just checked out the source of the video and found it to be freedom4um.  I went there and liked what I saw during my short visit.  If you are interested in learning more about how our freedoms are being taken from us bit by bit, here is the link to their home page: http://freedom4um.com/cgi-bin/index.cgi  Perhaps you prefer to keep your head buried in the sand of denial instead and wake up someday to living under tyranny?  NOT ME--I learned in my childhood home that to keep quiet only strengthens a tyrant.  DOWN WITH TYRANNY!!!!!!!!!!!  God didn't create us to live under tyrants--HE CREATED US TO BE FREE--FREE TO SERVE HIM WITH OUR WHOLE BEINGS!


Freedom isn't free--the price for freedom is eternal searching out and opposing of tyranny!


Dawn

NPSAS unites folks

I everyone--I'm home again.  WOW--was it ever a fantastic weekend!  The children managed the farm while Robert and I went to Aberdeen, SD for the organic convention.  The name of the educational organization for organic farmers, in our part of the world, is called Northern Plains Sustainable Agricultural Society.  I can' even count how many years we've been a member of this organization but we'd be so lost without them. 

 Farmers tend to stay home a lot as their farms ARE their lives.  This can lead to isolation and a sense of despondency.  Truly many farmers are depressed and some have committed suicide.  A big part of the annual convention, then, is to touch base with other organic farmers so that we know that we're not alone out there in the struggle against the chemicals that surround all of us.  I have heard it said that we're adrift on a sea of chemicals and that THIS, plus all of our stress, is what's killing us.  When I'm with other organic farmers, I am the strongest, as these are the folks who fight the same battles that we do every day.  It was VERY uplifting and I came home strengthened.

Here are a few pictures that I took while at the convention.  I was pretty busy with soaking up all of the information that I possibly could, OR visiting with friends, so I didn't think much of taking pictures. 

This was a special moment though that I had to capture with my iPod.   Every year the organization votes for one of it's members to receive the "Steward of the Year" award.  This family is one who puts forth great effort to help preserve the Earth from the surrounding vultures.  This year Dennis and Dianne Shill, from up by the Canadian border, won the award.  That's Dennis in the yellow shirt but I'm not sure why Dianne wasn't able to be with us.  I sure did miss visiting with this sweet woman of the soil.

 We were sitting at the table with the Jacobsons. who are dear friends of the Shill's. when the award was announced.  You would have thought they had received the award themselves as they clapped with gusto for their friends.  Janet Jacobson is seen in the red jacket.  Janet and her husband, Terri, have led NPSAS for many years through all sorts of trials. 

 Robert and I were pleased to meet these 2 old buddies.  We had lunch with them both days and we really enjoyed visiting with them.  These man had hand shakes like the ones that I used to get in church as a child from those old German farmers.  I mean that, when they shook your hands, you knew that you had been greeted by a REAL man. 
How do I know that they're good buddies.  Well, Kevin with the black hat, shared that David with the green hat, milks his cow for him when he wants to go away.  Then David said that he milks her in the stock trailer because she's so mild that she doesn't mind him getting in close to her.  You can tell how mild mannered a man is by how mild mannered his cow is.  These 2 men added such delight to the conference for both of us! 

 In many ways, the best part of the conference was the fund-raiser auction sale.  People donated items and then other members bought them.  The best seller was a gorgeous triangle dinner bell that Dennis Shill had created in his shop and then donated to the cause.
  The bidding was stiff and I thought that our friends, the Hoffmans, might get it but they stopped bidding at $625.  That's right, that dinner bell sold for $650!!!!!!!!!  Emily S. paid $350 for 10 pounds of garlic which Steve Zwinger had donated so she was the second highest bidder of the night.  Her son, Ben, added a lot with a pair of socks made from the wool from his sheep.  That pair of socks brought $220 to the organization.  One other big sale for the group was 20 straws of semen from a bull that this guy has and that sale was $700.  We talked to Steve (who is an old friend of ours and was one of the auctioneers) right before we left and he estimated that the sale made NPSAS $4,000.  WOW!
Although all of that bidding was too rich for my blood, I very happily paid $75 for a cute old-fashioned wash tub full of organic produce.  Then, too, there was the book DEEPLY ROOTED which tells the story of the Podell family of North Dakota.  My only regret about the weekend is that I never got a picture of Theresa and myself as we go way back through many hard times.  I love her so!
One special part for me was when I bought this basket, the auctioneer said, "Sold to the lovely lady who has been bidding on all of the baskets tonight."  I just laughed.  It made my day to be thought of as a "Lovely lady!"

 After the sale, we headed for our room as it was a VERY long day and we were VERY, VERY tired.  Here Robert is checking out the schedule for the following day.
Have I ever talked about not sitting on the comforters in hotel rooms?  They say that they are one of the very largest collectors of all kinds of pathogens.  All kinds of people sit on them in all stages of dress so, do yourself a favor and do NOT sit on the bedspreads in the hotel rooms that you stay in.  It's also a good idea to keep your socks on for the same reasons.   

 I guess I should have opened the door to get this picture but I really didn't want to as there were lots of people out by the pool.  How we got a pool side room, I'm not sure, but we did.  I'll just say that it's a good thing that we were really tired as people were out there making lots of noise until very late and then, early the next morning, they were cleaning with something that sounded like a loud vacuum cleaner.
Anyway, Cora would have loved this pool as they have a huge frog slide.  Little people can climb through the back end of the frog and then slide down it's tongue into the shallow end of the pool.  You can see his big pink tongue in the background.  Closer to our room was this round green tube which squirt water on you.  On top were these 2 huge frog eyes staring at you.  I think you can make them out here.  It was very cute.

I guess you can see what's next on my reading list.

Truly the most remarkable thing about the weekend, came after the convention.  I believe that I've shared that I've had people praying for and doing sessions for my dad and my relationship.  Well, when I woke up Friday morning, this thought went through my head, "Maybe you would like to go and see your dad on the way home from the convention."
I talked to Robert about it, on the way to Aberdeen, and he said that he would go along with me if that was what I wanted to do.  I prayed a lot about it all weekend and felt led to take this step towards a relationship with dad.  I'm glad that I did it but I don't want you to get your hopes up.
Robert and I agreed that Dad is still the same jerk that he's always been.  After he got over his shock that I would actually come to see him, he said to me, "WHEN DID YOU GET GREY HAIR?"  That's my dad--always doing his best to help me feel good about myself.
Dad never greeted us and didn't say a word to Robert--his only son-in-law.  I did learn from him that my younger brother, Rick, is planning on getting married this Summer.  His speech was very slow but his brain was right there once he worked through what he wanted to say.  I kept doing cortices for him (in my mind) so that he could collect his thoughts better.
The only thing that seemed important to him was for us to meet his girlfriend.  I had heard, through a text from Duard, that he has a girlfriend.  It must not be too serious, though, as he couldn't remember her name.  I guess she pushes him around in his wheelchair when he wants her too.  Robert said on the way home, "Even in his old age he's a taker!" 
I did ask the CNA if we could meet his girlfriend for dad's sake.  She went and checked and found that the girlfriend, whom we learned is named, "Alice" , had gone to sleep already so Harvey didn't get his wish.  All in all, we stayed about 20 minutes with the man who is my biological father.  He, pure and simple, is an old, wretched man who was so pathetic that I couldn't help but lean over and kiss his forehead when we were leaving.
HOWEVER, I told Robert as we left the nursing home, "So many times I have wished that I could work on those old heads that Cora takes care of in the Napoleon nursing home.  I am going to pray and see if God wants me to start working on MY old father's head."
Robert sent me a warning glance which I knew meant not to get my hopes up of ever receiving Harvey Delzer's love when no such love exists. 
Still, I have seen BodyTalk do all kinds of miracles.  PLEASE URGENTLY PRAY THAT I HAVE PEACE ABOUT WORKING ON MY DAD OR NOT WORKING ON MY DAD!  All prayers are appreciated.
Best get lunch ready now.  Thanks, once again, for listening.
Dawn

Happy New Year EVERYONE

HAPPY NEW YEAR TO YOU ALL! 
I realize that not everyone wants to see everyone happy, which is so incomprehensible to me, but to those people I wish a happy new year too.  In so doing, this ought to make them happy, as they like to be miserable, so my wishing them happiness will make them miserable which will make them happy.  How do you like that warped thinking?  Still, I have become aware that some of you out there truly do think this way.
We just finished watching the 8 hour version of Nicholas Nichelby which the Royal Shakespearean Theatre produced.  It is ABSOLUTELY the most incredible acting that I have ever seen!!  The uncle demonstrated this principle quite clearly--the more people that he could make miserable, the happier that he was.
 I am certain that I must know some people like this and, truly, I pity them.  How wretched these are who desire the demise of others--particularly when it is their own flesh and blood.  How soon they will reap what they have sown, no one can tell, but they DO reap sooner or later, as we all must.
This may be gloom and doom but I say, if the shoe fits, then I am writing for your benefit with the hopes that you will repent.  Turn to God while there is yet time; confess your sins before Him; ask His forgiveness for them all; and enter into the family of the living children of God.

If you lack inspiration to do so, I am including the following video for your consideration.  For the rest of  you who already know the truth inside this video, REJOICE!  Those who have walked in darkness have seen a great light.
 I pray that this will move you to let God live within you every single moment.  LIFE IS THE GREATEST GIFT OF ALL--WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH YOURS?  WHAT ARE THE FRUITS THAT YOU ARE GROWING IN THE ORCHARD OF YOUR LIFE?  WHEN WILL YOU FIND TRUE PEACE AND JOY BY SERVING GOD THROUGH SERVING YOUR FELLOW MAN?  WHEN WILL YOU GIVE UP AND LET GOD TAKE CONTROL OF YOUR LIFE?

Peace,

Dawn

Pick your side

What an awesome time period we live in, isn't it?  While all around us people are wailing, "Death, death" God's people are rising to the occasion and learning ways to bring life to those who are too good for this world.

 The others, I'm afraid for.  They need to take heed to Christ's words found in Matthew 18:6 But whoso shall offend one of these little ones which believe in me, it were better for him that a millstone were handged about his neck, and that he were drowned in the depth of the sea. 
Truly, if you are one of God's children, you need to be turning to His word and learning of His ways.  You need to be opening up your mind to see the ways that He is providing for your wellness on all levels.  Do you really think that it pleases God when you run to the world's systems for your health care; for your education; for your religious training; for anything????????????????????

I wish that I had more time to write now, but a client will arrive here at any moment.  However, I would urge anyone who reads this, to truly ponder the state of your soul.  Have you REALLY given your ALL to the Master?  If not, what are you waiting for?  What part of the world could possibly have any appeal next to the joy of being at peace with your creator?

Pick your side, beloved ones.  Heed the warning in Revelation 3:16: So then because thou are lukewarm, and neither cold nor hot, I will spue thee out of my mouth. 

Now is the time to give yourself ENTIRELY to God who made you; who loves you; and who has a wonderful plan for your life.  NOW IS THE TIME TO PICK YOUR SIDE!

 Off to the battle,
Dawn

Nighttime revalation

Last night I came to understand myself. This is so profound that I may have to write a book about it someday. Seeing as I have a busy day ahead of me, though, I will have to make this brief.

Although it seems like a crime to treat such a life-changing event as though it deserves only a few paragraphs, I must do so for I cannot go through this day without sharing this new insight.

Those of you who have been with me awhile may recall that when I had my second Reiki attunement the Lord gave me a vision. It was of a violent, horrible man beating me with a chain. I prayed for the beating to stop and he turned around to go. That was when I saw that the horrible man was really ME wearing a disguise. At that time, I heard the voice of God saying to me, "I want you to stop beating yourself for every little thing."

I've tried, I really have. The Reiki has worked in me a desire to be kinder to myself. However, it was so ingrained in me that I blamed myself for everything that was wrong in my life. Now I believe I understand why.

Last night I felt God so close to me. He explained to me that the reason I have hated myself all of my life is that it has been a SELF DEFENSE MECHANISM from my earliest childhood moments. At first I couldn't grasp it, but the more that I pondered what He was telling me, it started to make sense.

You see, I was powerless to change the abuse that was heaped on me constantly in that home. Now with a little bit of pondering, one can see that this does actually make sense in a sick sort of way.

The thinking goes like this. Being I can't stop you from hating me and abusing me in this fashion, I will hate myself. By doing this, I will take the only control that I can possibly have over this dreadful situation. By hating myself, I will take from you the power to have an affect on me. Yes, you will continue to abuse my body but I WILL STAY IN CONTROL OF MY MIND!!!!!! I chose to hate myself so that you can not think that what you are doing is destroying me. In other words, I WOULD RATHER DESTROY MYSELF THAN THINK THAT YOU HAVE THE POWER TO DO IT TO ME!!!!!!!!!

WOW--I was trembling as this nighttime revelation poured new understanding into my whole life. It took a long time to settle down after that, but when I did, I slept like a baby. I know that my life will never be the same and I am SO GLAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I praise God who has been my nighttime companion through all of the horrible moments of my life. I praise Him, especially, for what He shared with me last night. WOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Sometime people say to me, "How can you share such personal things with the world?" It's like this, I'm here for a reason. I survived all that I have survived for a reason and that reason is to give others who have lived such nightmares HOPE.

CLING TO THE LORD FOR HE IS A HIGH TOWER TO ALL WHO ARE WEAK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Please pray for me today, dear friends!

Dawn

Who am I?

I just had an unnerving experience. For a while now my naturopath, Dr. Faye Johnson from Dakota Natural Health Center in Bismarck has been referring her difficult cases to me. This means that she works with people; does all that she can to help them; finding that she has run out of techniques to help the patient; she sends them to me.

I have been very honored by Dr. Faye's faith in my skills and techniques. I have been able to further help these people through the techniques that I know and so she continues her referrals. Just now, though, I had one that makes me VERY nervous for some reason.

This woman told me that she just got back from Mayo where they were unable to help her except to give her some new medications. She told me that she has reacted to them, which is not a new experience for her. Right now there is very little that she doesn't react to--her inner environment is so very toxic.

This woman, a school teacher, has had to quit work and is in extreme pain constantly. She said, "I'm calling you because Dr. Faye said that you can maybe help me. It's only a ray of hope that I have, but that's better than no hope at all."

I told her that I named my blog, A RAY OF HOPE, for that very reason. BodyTalk was only a ray of hope to me when I was terminal also. Now this woman looks at ME as the one who is extending that one ray of hope to her. Can you imagine how unsettling this is for me?

Who am I to be the person who gives this critically ill woman a ray of hope? Who am I to think that my skills can save HER life? Who am I to think that someday she may look at me as I look at Elizabeth Hanson--the BodyTalk practitioner who saved my life through God's guidance and blessing.

Jacob just said, "Mom, this is your big chance. You've been wanting to work with someone who is very sick so that you can build a reputation for yourself." GULP....

I do have the dream of having a health center here for the ill SOMEDAY. God gave me this dream as I lay dying up at Paulette's center 4 years ago. But that is in the future--then it won't bother me that someone's life is at stake; then I'll have more skills; then I'll have more nerve; then I won't be so busy with home schooling and the farm.........................................

In response to the doubts I have raised I will say that I told the woman, "Yes, I'll work with you." I sent her to the IBA website to study BT and the KRT website to study radionics before her in-person session with me next Tuesday. I told her that, if she sends me a sample of her hair in the mail, I will do a session on her the day that it comes. I told her that there IS hope in the combination of these 2 natural modalities--that many people are starting to find rapid improvements in their health in the past few months since I began combining them. I gave her hope.

Now, as I ponder all of that, my insides are churning as the thought keeps recycling in my mind, "WHO AM I?" Still, God DID say to me on my deathbed, "There is WORK to be done, Dawn." So I work in the Lord's fields. He saved my life for a purpose. He led me to the modalities that I've studied since then; He developed my intuition; He gives me the strength to do the sessions; He is the one who does the healing!

I rest, then, on His will for my life but I covet your prayers for strength, courage, and wisdom as I go about the task of giving folks hope--A RAY OF HOPE. For some people, that is all they've got!

To the work, Dawn, to the work!

Haunted by the beauty of Filoli one week later

One week ago from today, which would have been October 14, 2010, Robert and I took the tour of Filoli and we will never be the same. I have never seen such beauty all in one place before and it is forever etched in my mind as a dream come true. This tour was truly my favorite event on our trip to the San Francisco area.


It did me such good to learn that there really were people on earth with huge fortunes who really did care about their fellow man. You will see that this is true as you ponder the meaning of the name, "Filoli".

Filoli was built as the family home of Mr. and Mrs. William Bowers Bourn II. Mr. Bourn made his wealth by mining the Empire Gold Mine, which he owned. This was the most productive gold mine in California. Although extremely wealthy, Mr. Bourn had a motto in life which was the springboard for the name Filoli. He lived by these principles which I gladly share with you to ponder.

TO FIGHT FOR A JUST CAUSE; TO LOVE YOUR FELLOW MAN; AND TO LIVE A GOOD LIFE.


Can you see how this motto would be good for all people to follow no matter what their income level is? Anyway, Filoli is taken from the first two letters of FIGHT, LOVE, and LIVE. FILOLI. Perhaps you will want to let this concept sink deep into your being, as I have done this past week, and Filoli will exist in your part of the world too! Perhaps if we all did so, the strength and beauty of Filoli will exist EVERYWHERE on this planet, as God had first intended.

These pictures are a poor representation of the spirit of Filoli but it's all that I have to try to show you how wonderful it truly is. The first is on the hour long drive out of San Francisco.


We arrived at Filoli an hour before the formal tours began for the day. This is Robert walking between the gorgeous flowers on the way to the visitor information center.
Flowers are everywhere at Filoli. This is one of the many arrangements that are spread throughout the house. All of the arrangements are made from flowers and things grown on the estate. Each room had one or two of these spread throughout to enrich the environment.

I have never seen so many different types of trees as I saw at Filoli. After the Bourns had passed away, the estate was sold to Mr. & Mrs. William P Roth who were in the shipping business. The Roth's made only one structural change to the house and that was adding the large pillared entrance to the house. They did, however, make massive improvements to the gardens.

Our guide told us that the gardeners would groan when Mrs. Roth would go out shopping at an annual greenhouse Spring sale. Once she came home with 3 TRUCKLOADS of new trees, bushes, and flowers and said, "Plant them wherever you think best." That's how Filoli came to have 16 ACRES of formal gardens plus many more acres outside the formal gardens which we did not see.

I cannot recall the name of this tree but isn't it awesome?

The grand entrance to Filoli. We were told that once the Roth family wanted to host a REALLY big garden party. Wanting to assure success of the party, no matter what the weather, they covered this entrance (about the size of a football field) with a piece of beautiful, blue, silk fabric. It was the talk of San Francisco for months.

You can see our guide, Robert M. off to the left, holding his straw hat. We were welcomed warmly by all of the staff (wherever we went out in CA) when we told them that we were on our second honeymoon celebrating 30 years of marriage.

We just loved Robert's gentle spirit which was suited perfectly to Filoli. His name kept leaping out at me, though, until suddenly I recalled that in the movie, EMMA, there was a Robert M. I told Robert Bornemann that that's where I had heard the name before and we both chuckled.

Robert M. ushered us into the men's chamber off to the left upon entrance into the mansion. The ladies' chamber was on the right side of the entrance. Our guide told us that every single person, who was ever fortunate enough to enter that main door, was ushered into either the male or the female "Freshening" room. They were told to take off their coats; wash up; and use the restroom if necessary. Only then were they considered fit to be seen by the owners of the house. Notice all of the lovely arches throughout the entire 36,000 square foot house.
Robert showed us that there were 2 layers of doors here. The first was the elegant door inviting guests. The second one is just barely visible and was solid. These were pulled closed at night for protection of the family. He said that tour guides used to always pull these doors out to show folks on tours. One day, though, one of them fell out during a tour and so now it is no longer permitted to pull them out. All efforts are being taken to preserve the house in it's original form.

Filoli has 43 rooms, not counting bathrooms and spare rooms. To quote from the printed information we received: "The interior has elegantly carved moldings, marble fireplaces, inlaid parquet floors, and magnificent architectural doorways, with a superb sense of space and proportion in the 17 foot high major rooms." To put it bluntly, IT WAS GORGEOUS!!!!!

This is a picture of the kitchen stove.

This, perhaps, was the most interesting thing in the whole mansion. In each room of the house, there were little black buttons on the walls (picture to follow). These were used to call one of the 12 servants when one of the family members was needing any type of assistance.

When pushed, the buttons would register on this switchboard which was on the kitchen wall. Our guide, Robert, told us that he was told that the staff prayed daily that this would never break down. He showed us the wiring involved in keeping it going and this was in the early days of electricity. You can read some of the room's names on the call board.
The windows in the home were mammoth. Four of the windows still have their original drapes and this is one of them. This is in the dining room.

A view of the dining room with the marble fireplace. The house has 16 fireplaces and each one of them was different and special in it's own way. I wish that I could have captured the painting above the fireplace but it was a little dark in this room with dark paneling. Robert M. told us that there are only 4 of these paintings in the world and they sold for over $4,000,000 each!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Filoli has, amongst it's vast treasures, one of these famous paintings.

After the meal, Robert told us, the men would stay in the dining room for their brandies and cigars while the ladies retired to the ladies drawing room Here was this gorgeous piano and every sort of delights to feminine eyes and ears.

Just one of many such delightful trunks scattered here and there around the house.

On the far end of the ladies' drawing room, this beautiful mirror was available to check for just "Perfect" reflections before rejoining the men. I reckon that if all one had to do all day was to sit around and be lovely, there wouldn't be much need of a mirror at all. How would you ever get be-smudged? :) Actually, it sounds rather boring to me after all!

I was constantly amazed at the beautiful mouldings above all of the doors and windows at Filoli! Notice also that each room has exquisite borders around the ceilings--each one is different from the next room's!!!!!!!!!!!!

Of course, I felt most at home in the library. Robert M. told us that most of the books were not originals, but he did show us one that was. This room was about 40 foot by 30 foot in size and had the carpet which Queen Victoria once had in her home.

One of the many call buttons with which to fetch a servant.

The second owner's wife, Mrs. Lurline Roth (who willed Filoli to the National Trust for Historic Preservation in 1975), was not only an avid gardener but she also loved race horses. She used this room to house her many trophies from the races that her horses had won.

After her death, the Trust saved only a few of her many trophies which were on display in this former Trophy Room. They then donated this room to the use of displaying botanical art. Here were 2 books about 3 feet long and 2 feet wide which were given to Filoli by the estate of Prince Charles of Wales. The books teach how to create this art form from plants and classes are taught here for just that purpose.

These are some of the results. There were many such creations on the walls of this room which were created by drying the beautiful plants of Filoli.

One of the many bathrooms in Filoli which, as you may recall, are not counted amongst it's 43 rooms.

Here is a sample of a typical place setting used in the dining room of Filoli.

Finally we were ushered into the ballroom at Filoli. I held my breath as the beauty seeped into my soul. There were huge murals on the walls. This one depicts the 11,000 acre estate in Ireland that the Bourn's gave to their daughter, Maud on her wedding day. Did you catch that? THAT'S SOME WEDDING PRESENT!!!!!!!!!!!

According to the brochure, the ballroom is 32 feet wide and 70 feet long with a ceiling height of 22 1/2 feet! The chandeliers are French crystal; the massive baroque fireplace is of Machiavelli marble; and 6 elaborate sconces complete the illumination of the ballroom.

It was in this majestic environment that God chose to honor our marriage. I head heard Robert M. say to a man walking by who was carrying some music, "Have a song ready for a couple who is celebrating their 30th wedding anniversary." My goodness--would he?

I had forgotten all about it, as I was taking in the beauty, when the musician said very loudly, "And now would the honeymoon couple of 30 years please come forward to receive your gift from Filoli in song?"

We stared at each other but Robert M. chuckled and led us up to the grand piano. He took this picture while Robert and I listened to the song sung in our honor. Later we learned that both Robert M. and the pianist/singer only came to Filoli on THURSDAY MORNINGS--the very time that God took us to the estate. ISN'T OUR KING FABULOUS TO LIFT OUR SPIRITS LIKE THIS?????????

After we thanked the man for the song, we were led outside to the extensive grounds. Robert M. explained that the house was built with a central hallway throughout it's entire length. The gardens, also, were built on this same theme. Notice the huge Irish yews which had been taken as seedlings from their daughter's home in Ireland decades ago. They had gotten too large and needed to be severely pruned. Robert M. said that in half a year you'll not even be able to see that it had been pruned and, indeed, much new growth was already covering the stumps.

The grounds were massive and I do believe that one could get lost in them. I thought that this was a capital idea. Many of the gardens had small blueprints of the layout of the plants. This helped one to capture the concept behind it's design--very clever idea!

This was the garden house where the family would often picnic with their guests. Robert M. said that the servants were not as fond of this as was the family. They had to drag the food a considerable distance from the kitchen and it was expected to be warm as usual.

This is the sundial that marks the exact center of the 16 acre garden.

Who could resist walking on that sweet, little path?

Another view of the family's picnic area.

One of the many ornate gates that separate different parts of the gardens. Many volunteers (lower right corner) come to help keep Filoli beautiful for generations.

The 25 by 74 foot swimming pool was added by the Roth family in 1946.

Around every corner there was either an architectural wonder or a natural one. This is a tree that had about 6 of these limbs hanging down to the ground. There was enough room for about 10 people to stand in the little "Caves" that the branches formed. I just HAD to have my picture taken inside.

This was built to house the Roth children while they were little and mama wanted to work in the gardens. It was HUGE--like everything else at Filoli.

Here Robert is cooling off in a natural arbor of leaves from some unknown tree. It was rather warm that day so it felt good in the shade.

This is the high place looking down that long, central corrider of the entire gardens. Can you just imagine being there when the Roth's daughter, Bernice, walked this path up to become a bride in 1941? What a place to get married!!!!!!!!!!

This is one of the most amazing things that I have ever seen in my entire life. At some point Mrs. Roth had seen a stained-glass window garden and she, of course, wanted one. As you can see, box hedges were planted in a certain design to be the framework for the "Glass." Inside the little hedges were planted many flowers of different colors to make the design of the "Glass". Unfortunately, the flowers weren't in bloom when we were there, but it did give me an idea......

Here is a small portion of the rose garden which is the home to 500 different rose bushes.

This is the cupula on top of the Garden House which was designed to help break up the long brick wall and give a view to the sunken garden and the walled garden. We were told that this is no ordinary rooster up there, but it comes to us from the French. I'm trying desparatly to recall the name of the bird, so if anyone knows, please send me a comment. I found it amazing that the Bourns thought so much of their gardeners, that they gave them this lovely bit of archetecture to gaze at when their backs were sore and needing a good stretch. Is ever there a more lovely place on Earth than this place called Filoli?

This is the last picture which I took at Filoli. Robert M. told us that all of these apple varities are grown at Filoli. Each one had a toothpick in it bearing it's name. When I asked what is done with all of this rich abundance of fruit, Robert M. smiled a big grin. He said, "IT'S ALL DONATED!!!!!!!!!!!"

After I recovered my breath, I pressed him further with, "To whom?" I could tell that Robert M. was thrilled to tell us about the generosity that was carried on there.

He answered me, "Well, all of the volunteers can take as much of it as they want and then it's given to homes."

I asked him, "Do you mean nursing homes for the elderly?"

He nodded and then added, "but mostly to homes which shelter the homeless."

I'm crying tears of joy even now as I think of the generosity of the Bourns carrying on to those who tend Filoli to this day! Also, think of Mrs. Roth giving up her home, while she was still alive, to see that Filoli would be a blessing to millions of people. HOW AWESOME IT IS TO ME TO SEE THAT THESE WEALTHY PEOPLE TRULY DID THEIR BEST TO MAKE THE WORLD A BETTER PLACE!!!

Shortly after this, we parted with Robert M., but not with Filoli. Filoli will forever remain in my mind as a place of unsurpassed beauty and peace. I hope that I have inspired you to dip your tastebuds into Filoli by going to: http://www.filoli.org/.

I wish to thank Miss Jen (listed on my side-bar) for sharing about her family's trip to Filoli earlier this year. You made this wonderful experince possible for us as we'd not have heard of it otherwise! It just goes to show, you never can tell how you will bless others from a simple, little blog post! :) Keep posting about the beautiful things folks, for we are all hungering for them.

Lastly, I wish to publicly thank the three most incredible young people in the world--our children, Cora, Andrew, and Jacob. Countless times I told the story in California of how our precious children could see that we needed a vacation and how they put the entire trip together for us. Every time I told it, I saw the wonder and amazement in the listener's eyes and it made me realize how truly rich we are to be parents of these incredible people!!!!!!!!!!!

"Thank you" hardly seems enough for all that you did for us, you three! May God bless you richly for all of your efforts to make our 30th anniversary one that we will cherish all of our lives!! I love you so much!!!

Your proud mama!

Still Day 1--Minneapolis to Atlanta

I really HAVE been trying to write here but my computer would not let me in to post for the past 4 days. I used to get upset about things like that, but I figure that the Lord knows best when I need to post and when I need to keep my nose to the grindstone. It's been a LOT of grindstone this week, but that's good too. I started this post a few days ago, so some of this is old news, but it does give you an idea of a few things that I've been up to.

Anyway, these are STILL pictures from July 30th--the first day of our trip to Tiger, Georgia. Today I have limited time to write as Cora and I picked chokecherries and we are processing them PLUS applesauce PLUS we're going through dozens of eggs that she found in the barn. Did you know that, if an egg bounces when you put it in water, you know that they are dog/cat food?
Well, we finally made it to the Minneapolis airport just a little bit late. We came in gate F1 and just had to walk down this very crowded hallway to gate F7. We were a little bit early and had to wait until they boarded another flight which left that gate before us. When they all cleared out, I went up to the desk and asked if we had to go through security or anything. The very kind man asked, "Did you just come in on another plane?" I said, "Yes," and then he said, "No--you're good to go then." WOW--THAT WAS A RELIEF. Can you tell that I know absolutely nothing about flying by air? Well, I guess that is no longer true anymore, but it was then. Once again I apologize for the fuzzy pictures but they do get better once we hit day 2 or 3 of our journey. :)

Jacob and I went and bought a $10 sandwich then. It was a pretty big sandwich but still, $10 for a sandwich????????? We shared it and then went back to the waiting area and waited.

I took these pictures while we were waiting. This is a map of the Minneapolis airport.

You can see our plane through the big window here.

I had asked Jacob to wear his bright, yellow shirt so that I could spot him in the crowd if we would get separated. Even with these bad shots, I'm sure that you can see him. :)

It didn't take long until we heard the woman announce that they were boarding all handicapped people on our flight. Shortly after that she announced that the FIRST CLASS passengers could board. Then she said, "Zone 1 passengers may now board the plane." A few minutes later, "Zone 2..." and finally she called out, "Zone 3 passengers may now board the plane." That was us.

She kept announcing that the federal inspectors were there to inspect everyone and that we should be prepared to step out of line if they needed more information about us. I guess we must have looked honest as the federal inspector just waved us by after looking at my driver's license.

The lady who scanned the boarding passes was rude enough to make up for the pleasant federal inspector. Later a smiling face at Sam's Club told me that, "It's a requirement that people be grumps if they work at airports." :) Most weren't, but that one sure sticks in my mind as she pushed Jacob forward towards the plane as if he WERE a cow.

This was a bigger jet with over 200 passengers and it was FULL. Once again Jacob and I lugged our small suitcase; my book bag; my purse; and Andrew's laptop down a long, narrow aisle looking for our number. I can say it now, because it's behind us, but what made us the most nervous was the fact that we were carrying over $800 in those bags. We each had to pay $350 in cash to our instructor so we were both edgy until we safely put that money in the right hands.

You may recall that my first flight didn't go so well. If I wasn't totally committed to helping Jacob get the information that he needs to start his business, I'm not sure if I would have BOARDED this jet. Now I'm very glad that I did.

The Lord had a special treat in mind for Jacob and I and it came in the form of this man who sat next to me. It didn't take long to see that Frank (not his real name) truly loved the Lord. I told him that our first flight was pretty awful and he listened sympathetically. He was a wise traveler and he shared some thoughts on how to keep your ears from building up pressure; how to keep from getting airsickness; and how to look at life as if it's one big adventure--which it is. It didn't take long until he had my spirits a LITTLE bit lighter.

However, when we were moving towards the runway, I looked at the window and saw that that huge tail fin was shaking terribly. I tried not to look at it, but I was glued to it, and had a sinking feeling in my already queasy stomach. I said to Jacob, "Doesn't that thing look as though it's going to fall off?" He and Frank had a good laugh at my expense. Jacob told me later, when I was finally relaxing at the Inn, that this was happening because we were turning and it's hard to get both of the engines to turn perfectly in time. With the plane being so large, this led to lots of vibration in the wings and that huge fin showed it the best. It made me decide not to ever fly on airplanes with big fins like that ever again. Go ahead and laugh all you like--I am serious!

On the contrary, Jacob was fascinated with this plane because it had little computers on the back of the seats ahead of us. We could watch the trip on a little map on this screen so we got a little geography lesson as we whizzed along at 575 miles per hour!!!

I guess it didn't fall off after all and as soon as we got turned onto the runway, it quit wobbling.

Soon we were up in the air again and on our way to Atlanta, Georgia. Good job, God, for sending Frank to me to help me get my mind off of the fact that I was zooming along VERY quickly.

We had an unforgettable conversation about life. That seems rather vague, I know, but things take on a different perspective when you're in an airplane. I wasn't the only one who was fearful as I saw lots of people with their heads bowed asking for a safe flight--especially on our first flight. All I can say for sure is that every time Jacob asked me to look out of the windows, my stomach started churning TERRIBLY. I kept trying but then I gave up and concentrated on my discussion with Frank about God and what it means to be a Christian in our world.

Frank told me that he belongs to a church which has a healing ministry. Now THAT really got me interested and I asked him to tell me some stories about folks who have been healed--events that he, himself, has seen. Now that was an interesting hour as Frank shared stories about his own ankle injury and other healings that he had witnessed. He told me that his church has a website called, "Spirituality.com." Now that's so easy to remember that it's still in my memory 2 weeks later and I didn't even write it down.

Frank is the kind of person who is easy to talk to so I shared about MY healing ministry and gave him my business card. I encouraged him to come to my blog to read about our time together but, if he did come, he probably got tired of waiting for me to get this far. Anyway, thanks ___, for being there for me that day and sharing that ALL of life is merely what we perceive it to be. After all, as Christ said to His disciples right before He raised the little girl from the dead, "She isn't dead." See I haven't forgotten! :) I may write a separate post about your philosophy later as it truly was life-changing for me, Frank! May God bless you richly for being there for me that day!!!!!!!

So, after nearly 3 hours visiting with this man of God, we safely landed in Atlanta, Georgia. It's the busiest airport in the world and my heart was filled with trepidation at the thought of having to drive out of there into a city of 5 million people. However, the lesson that Frank had taught me over and over had sunk in and I un-boarded (what is that called anyway?) the plane a new person. If God said that I could do it, I COULD DO IT, AND I DID!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But that's the post for another day.

Well, my guys are home for supper. Cora is decorating a cake so it's up to me to serve my hungry fellows some of our wonderful organic beef with carrots and a goat's milk shake. Want to come over for supper?

Blessings to all who take the time to listen to the quavering voices around them and speak peace into their trembling hearts,

Dawn