Life Times

What's in a Name?

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Hello! My Name Is Zanetta

and I am a: daughter of the Most High King

Do you love your name?

Do you even like it? Know the history behind it?

Was it family name or all your own, have special meaning

or is it connected to a memory?

I am so happy with my name. You won't have heads turning

to see if someone is callin you from a crowd. It will be just one, me.

My mother found my name in a baby book in the 60's and after that it kind of disappeared from the scene. One lady in our town had the same name as me...One. In the 80's a friend told me it had a Hebrew origin. I thought for sure he'd made that up!

Later I learn Cassanova's mother and I share even the same spelling of our name.

Jews give a lot of thought to the meaning of names and quite often we see something of the owner's character duplicated in that meaning. Or maybe it's prophetic in a sense of that person's future.

Mine means "God is Gracious". It does have Hebrew roots, being a feminine version of John.

Who would have guessed that it would belong to a girl who would one day surrender her life for missions in Israel?

The Senior

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It's almost time for competition.

Stefan's Sr. year is winding down. Time is going too fast for me...

for his Dad...for his sister who left home when he was so young.

The boys are men now and set upon discovering their careers.

Who would have guessed a welder purchased at the pawn shop would have

led to a career path? The boys were surrounded by tools to experiment with.

It was one of the joys of growing up in the country.

Never did they lack for anything to do.

One too many football injuries led him here.

A good man can work with his hands and his mind.

For all the areas he does not regard details, he completely makes up with his welding.

He is attentive and detailed in his work.

“So send me a master craftsman who can work with gold, silver, bronze, and iron..." He must be skilled... 2 Chronicles 2:7

Every day after high school he goes to the local junior college and learns

from the teacher and students to become more proficient.

They have embraced his eagerness and determination

to be the best he can be.

Late night practice for this one who is probably the best welding studentthe high school has had in at least 10 years.

Bragging? Well, yeah, he is the first to be able go to competition.

We're proud!

Good Luck Stefan!

Keep practicing! God Bless You in all you do.

Biblical Shiloh, The Tabernacle

2012-01-15T21:48:00.000-08:00

As we enter this site we find replicas of typical life from long ago. Your mind and heart anticipate what lies ahead....Biblical Shiloh? The ancient site of the Tabernacle? The resting place of the Ark of Covenant for hundreds of years....really? Pinch me again...I'm here. : )

The beautiful Hills of Shiloh.

We talk about the instructions of building the Tabernacle and where it stood.

The walls of stone that encompassed the Tabernacle.

The Lord provided an opportunity for me to meet a beautiful youn lady who I was immediately drawn to. We visited briefly, exchanged emails, prayed and left. If you want to see Israel, you must visit Heather's page; she is remarkable and she captures the heart of the land.

Rocks and stone that have seen hundreds of years of erosion yet the

tiny snail shell indicates the presence of recent life.

We were thankful for a few moments to reflect as we wandered around this historical site.

How much of life on earth has changed? How much remains as it was? What was it like here?

This reminded me of "blooms in the desert". Everything was dry and dead and in the midst

we find a lovely little bloom springing up. I was also intrigued by the growth on the rocks... not

a bloom, but life also.

The day begins to fade as an almost full moon rises over the stone wall. The view may seem ordinary from the photo but to

be there it was stunning.

My heart is full and words fail me. My mind wanderes back and creates an imaginary world as I try to invision what it must have been like when the Tabernacle stood among these rocks and in the

crevice of these hills. This was the center of Israelite worship. Men

brought offerings to the Lord to atone for the sins of their families.

Once the offering was made the vessel carrying it was broken. Pieces of pottery are everywhere. 369 years of offerings.

As the moon rose higher in the sky and night fell I looked at the dark hills seemingly untouched by mankind on this night. I knew this was a sight the children of Israel had experienced. They stood among these stones, hills, this beauty, just as I was and they too watched a full moon rise over the dark hills. This night was a tremendous gift from the Lord.

The silence, the moonlight, few people = treasure.

In 1873 the explorer Wilson suggested the northern plateau of Tel Shilo as the possible site of the Tabernacle. In aerial photographs it is clear that there is an area north of the Tel that was hewn for some specific purpose. According to Wilson's measurements, the plateau is 77 feet long, i.e. 235 meters. Therefore, this location fits that all three requirements for identifying the site as that of the Tabernacle, dimensions, direction and naturally defendable.

The tabernacle was a place of sacrifice, so that the sins of the Israelites could be atoned for. While the solution was not permanent, it did facilitate communion between God and His people.

The Tabernacle involved not only very expensive materials, but these materials were fashioned in such a way as to create great works of art. According to calculations there would be some 1,900 lbs. of gold, 6,437 lbs. of silver, and 4,522 lbs. of bronze. The architect was God himself, what else would we expect but beauty? Exodus chapters 35-40.

A Tent in the Desert

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Arabian Nights, Ali Baba....these bring to mind desert nights, tents, bazaars, floor cushions, camels, jewels, lanterns, flowing fabrics, gold, sheiks.....

In Hevron we were invited to spend some time with the Sheik in his tent.

He is a gracious man and tribal leader of his clan. His voice carries the ultimate authority for his people. He is Arab living next to the Jewish people in this ancient town. The two have begun to reach out to one another and instead of fighting are beginning to work together.

And what might be on the sheik's table? For some reason this intrigued me.

There were wet wipes on hand, apples, knives and an ashtray.

Man, haven't seen one of those in a while.

After removing our shoes we walked across the carpets and settled on the many cushions lining the side of the tent. The Sheik sat in the middle facing us. Immediately we are served Turkish coffee. It is thick, black and bitter. I just drink it and become accustomed to the strong drink over my time in Israel.

With the help of our interpreter we introduced ourselves and gave a brief bio on what we do in the U.S. The Sheik asks us to join with him being Ambassadors for the area to help spread word of what they are doing to build and repair relations among the people of the region.

Coffee and tea.

The hot tea was "knock you down" sweet and I liked it.

To me, it was like our Southern ice tea...just hot.

Read my socks? No Nonsense.

We were warned to be mindful of the direction of the bottoms of our feet.

It is an insult to let the bottoms of your feet face the Sheik. Remember the man throwing his shoe at Pres. Bush? Um hmm. He was doing it as insult. And Obama propping up his feet on his desk

in a meeting with Prime Minister Netanyahu?? um hmm, insult. I think if we knew more about other cultures, especially the East, we might understand a few things like these customs and be more careful.

The Sheik stands to invite us to lunch. His suit jacket is like most any man's suit coat but instead of pants, it is flowy.

We were hungry and this meal was superb and very typical of Middle Eastern fare. The meat was a whole chicken, split and grilled.

We had fresh pita, hummus, tahini, olives and more. Sprite and Coke were the beverages when we weren't being served coffee and tea. Which, by the way we had two rounds each.

Fresh olive oil poured on the hummus.

It was a delightfully fun lunch.

A toast: coke of course. The Coke is amazing in Israel.

Yes, we lounged on the cushions. Most of the time we sat Indian style until after our lunch.

You will notice brilliant colors covering the walls and cushions and the floor is completely covered in rugs. Let your mind wander back to ancient days of tents in the desert and rugs on the floor.

I really wanted to spend a night here : )

Below you see Matthew, Maureen, Cheryl and me.

Once outside we gaze over the fields surrounding the area and take a short tour.

The work has begun to cultivate the land and grow new crops.

God is blessing. These plants were tiny when planted 6 weeks before.

I can't express to you how gigantic they are in person. It is beautiful to see

how the land is bursting forth with many different crops.

The Sheik proudly shows us the fruits of labor.

In these dirt piles are treasure. You can just look down and see broken pieces of pottery or tile.

I found a bit of a handle here. It's all old. Everything here is old and it makes me want

to take a whole day and just dig. I would love to work on a dig.

Chris explains to Maureen what we're seeing......"history".

Mohammed was a beautiful picture of servanthood, ultimate respect and reverence for his employer.

His shoes slipped off and on as he came in and out of the tent serving us. He humbly smiled through lips with no teeth. He would bow and nod, head bent down. As I watched him it reminded me the picture of Jesus and how He came and served those he loved. We are to serve one another in love.

It will stir up questions from those who don't have the Hope we possess, it will raise up jealousy for them to own for themselves what gives us peace in a time and place that lacks peace.

The Caves of Machpela, Hevron Israel

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To visit Hebron is to steep yourself in Jewish history as you walk in the footsteps of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob, Joshua, King David and the Maccabees.

This structure is built over the Caves of Mechpela, also known as the Cave of the Patriarchs and Matriarchs. Under its walls you find the supposed final resting place of Abraham, Isaac, Jacob, Sara, Rebecca and Leah. Most believe it is also the burial site for Adam and Eve. Could this be one of the reasons for Abraham insisting that he purchase the land at fair market value? He was grieving the loss of Sara who lived to be 127 years old. As I did more reading on Hebron I find it to be the final resting place of Jesse, King David's father and Ruth, his GGgrandmother. We remember their stories well but when travelling in Israel so much happens in such a small area, it is hard to grasp.

In the days of Herod the Great, which was over 2,000 years ago, huge walls were built over and around the ancient caves. Upon a closer look at these stones you will notice they are like the ones on the walls of the Old City of Jerusalem. Herod's stone workers lined up the corners perfectly and all these years later they remain so. It is incredible to see.

The Star of David in the stonework.

Ritual hand washing. I like the color of the tiles mixed with the concrete, marble and stone floor.

The inner chambers have an Arabesque flavor to their colors and decor.

A menorah sits in the window giving us a glimpse of the town of Hevron.

This is the second most Holy Jewish site in Israel. This corner is believed to be the closest

to the burial chambers holding the Patriarchs. The land being purchased makes it Jewish property and its ownership cannot be disputed.

A Jewish man prays at the wall.

Genesis 23:17-20

¹⁷ So Ephron’s field in Machpelah near Mamre—both the field and the cave in it, and all the trees within the borders of the field—was deeded ¹⁸ to Abraham as his property in the presence of all the Hittites who had come to the gate of the city. ¹⁹ Afterward Abraham buried his wife Sarah in the cave in the field of Machpelah near Mamre (which is at Hebron) in the land of Canaan. ²⁰ So the field and the cave in it were deeded to Abraham by the Hittites as a burial site.

If this isn't the true burial site one thing remains clear. This land was the field of Machpela. It is the land of Biblical Hebron (Hevron).

Jerusalem Sunset

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Behold, He who keeps Israel neither slumbers nor sleeps.

The traditional burial site at the Garden Tomb.

There is good question as to this being the actual tomb where Jesus was

laid. The other probable site is the Holy Sepulchre.

The Garden Tomb is run only by donations and volunteers.

They do a wonderful job of keeping it a beautiful garden.

It's peaceful and we enjoyed a time of worship thanks to Richard.

A wine press

Stunning colors

I AM the Way, said Jesus.....

Traditional Golgotha. If you look closely you will see what appears to be two eyes and a nose.

It was different but recent erosion has left this new image. Scripture tell us it was referred to as the "place of a skull" based on the Hebrew language. You also notice the busy bus stop below.

My mind imagines a lonely hill far from anything else where my Christ was crucified. I dare say

a bus stop is not what we envision to be below. I wanted you to understand what it's really like today.

Next we head to Mount Olivet. You can click the picture for a better view.

Most people do not understand that the rock-like images you see are actually tombs.

The white curvy path near the bottom is the path through the Kidron Valley.

For over 3,000 years the Mount of Olives has been a Jewish cemetery. There are more than 150,000

graves. It is named for the olive grove that once covered her slopes. So before the time of Jesus this mount has been a place of burial. Imagine when Jesus went to the Garden of Gethsemane that it was an olive grove and graves already surrounded the area.

Here we stand looking from Mount Olivet to the Old City. You can see the Eastern Gate entrance near the right edge of the photo.

These are some of the closest graves.

We read Scriptures from the Mount as the sun begins its descent.

We can hardly keep from taking pictures as the sun goes down and the color of the city changes.

Below you will notice a pink glare on the lower center of the photo.

This would be the walls of the original City of David.

The walls of the Old City are lit beautifully. Night is here.

Biblical Foundation

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Oh, the crash course in Hebrew! Our teacher only spoke Hebrew and nothing else. You had to "get it" or not "get it". As time went on I began to remember a few words that we learned when Pastor A. taught a week long course for people who wanted to serve in Israel. We were awarded some cool t-shirts for our efforts. Courses are available here: eteacher , it's pricey but I don't think you'll be sorry and for homeschoolers it does provide a foreign language. You WILL speak fluently. And how cool would it be to say you speak Hebrew??? This course is used by the gov't to teach the children of ambassadors.

Dr. Shimon Yazersky is a dentist by trade and has a passion for teaching the Biblical Foundations of Judaism. Although I felt I was trying to be swayed towards his religion I listened and learned. Thank goodness Jesus set us free from the law. I have an appreciation for some of the recorded laws but Thank You Jesus.

On the bus to the Biblical City of David.

Can you even imagine? On the way we were asked to share a little about who we are and what we do.

I found myself saying, "I'm the homeschool mother of three, a pastors wife, business owner and called to serve Israel". Here, Brick shares a little about himself. He's from Texas too!

We arrive near the Old City and stop for an early lunch. We are in the Mamilla shopping area. Here the stores are all modern as are the fashions. It's laid out nicely and this is where we were hi-jacked by a kind old gentleman who took us to his store. There, I was promised 40% off my purchases...but not really. I had to take my things back after academy because if you say 40% it better happen.

Honesty please...it goes a long way with me.

Aroma is the best place for coffee and I had iced coffee and salad. Rhea joins me for a moment.

Entrance to the City of David.

When I was little I remember a song, "Little David, play on your harp Hallelu Hallelu....."

This harp at the entrance is beautiful and the gauze fabric behind it creates the

illusion of a painting. I'll be using it as inspiration with my painting. Can't wait!

We descend into the water tunnels of old, Gihon Springs. These Cannanite tunnels are older than Hezekiah's Tunnel which is deeper and probably most well known.

It's been here for centries.

Maureen and I pose again...can somebody pinch us? We have continually felt

honored to be a part of this event and we'd just have fun in a mud hole by ourselves if we had to...

or fun in the water tunnels. Thank you Jesus for an adventurous friend.

There are places where the path narrows drastically.

Remain calm.... Fresh air is coming.

Outside we see these olive trees. They are about 1,000 years old.

They are twisted and knotted and produce fruit.

Are we not like that? Our lives are twisted and knotted and God choses us.

A quick break to talk about where we are what we've seen.

Directly across is an Arab neighborhood. You will see later on how they live. I always photograph this neighborhood as it is seen from the City walls and my eyes are always drawn to it.

Incredible! These are the original walls that surrounded David's kingdom. Later his son Solomon would build his kingdom across the Kidron where Mt. Moriah was purchased for 600 shekels of gold.

The olive tree in relation to its surroundings. You will notice it isn't very tall.

Looking across the remains of the walls, the Kidron and to the hills.

Pool of Siloam

... Go, wash in the pool of Siloam, (which is by interpretation, Sent.) He went his way therefore, and washed, and came seeing. John 9:7

Join me in the next post which will take us to the Garden Tomb and end with

sunset over the Old City.

The Kidron Valley

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A beautiful mural was painted in the cardo. I hear if you stand just right you will look

like part of it in a photograph.

There is nothing special about touching the Wailing Wall other than.....

I wanted to touch it because you can see where it's smooth from thousands upon

thousands of people praying here.

We made our way down to the Kidron. Here, I briefly took over as tour guide.

This was a place I was familiar with and took the girls to see the tombs. The Kidron Valley separates the Old City from the Mount of Olives. King David crossed here as he fled from Absalom; Jesus crossed over coming from the Mt. of Olives.

It became the receptacle for all manner of impurities. Asa destroyed idols of his mother, Athaliah was executed Urijah from Egypt was executed and his body thrown among the comman graves. The uncleaness from the Temple was brought here to the Brook of Kidron.

The Pillar of Absalom. See how small we are? It is majestic.

I was happy to share an unusual part of Jerusalem with my friends.

You won't get this on any other tour.

We circled around the Tomb of Zechariah. These are more than likely monuments named for them.

I need to read more.

Looking toward the city from the Tombs in Kidron. That long path you see...

it's where we go next. Back up...everything is uphill in Jerusalem.

Behind me you see the curve of the Kidron and the banks that lead up to the city.

The long long walk. Uphill, of course.

We reach the top and walked along the parapets and walls.

We had to climb up for pictures.

As we wandered back through the city we stumbled upon a large group of people and decided to see what they were visiting. We were stunned to find, The Church of the Holy Sepulcre.

It is enormous and beautiful and most likey the burial spot for Jesus.

I lit a candle because I could. I have never even been in a Catholic church but the candles were there.

We were picked up from Beit Shmuel near the Old City and taken to our guesthouse,

Beit Yehuda. We were welcomed by this very large banner so we posed for our first

Academy shot. We made it!

The Colors of the Old City

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Welcome to Jaffa Gate. My favorite gate going into the Old City of Jerusalem. We came a day early to do some shopping, rest up and be ready for the academy tonight.

When you enter the Old City you are bombarded
by color. I love the colors of Jerusalem. Scarves and skirts hang from nearly every shop.

I shopped here 3 years ago and went back for their bargains. I think I went 3 times. Oh yes, they want my American dollars.

No, I didn't get one. I didn't even ask prices.
We got highjacked before we even got into the Old City so I learned my lesson:
Don't look interested; be nearly rude and "Just Say NO". There, that does it....but I really was interested and wanted to know how much.

Most spices are in feed sacks but these are chunks of incense. You will see Myrrha, Rose, Musk Amber and Jerusalem Insense. Is there nothing I don't want to take home?

This is in the Arab Quarter. The look changes a bit from quarter to quarter. And the dress of the people is noticeably different.

Mosaics are part of the history of this land. I captivated by the colors and scenes dipicted. Look closely at the stories they tell.

We stopped by Cardo Charm. Galit's dad custom made our wedding rings. Randy chose the design and stones and surprised me for our 20th anniversary. Here, I model the $300 pomegrante earrings. No, I didn't get them. LOL

Randy took a photo of her dad working on a custom order. We blew it up and when I told her about it she asked me to send it. I was thinking maybe it was better to bring it in person. I surprised her.

On With The Tour....

Maureen and Cheryl got hungry and wanted falafels. I wasn't ready for lunch so I snapped this photo of Maureen's first ordering experience. The red head lady sat behind me a couple of rows on the flight over. How funny to find her in Jerusalem too.

The children walk unattended. They are safe. They know the path to go and so far I haven't seen them deviate from their routes. I love that they do not seem fearful, no one bothers them, who would want to hurt a child?

More beautiful color. I love this place. Looking between the bushes you would see the Mount of Olives. It's so bright with the sun shining on the tombs that it doesn't show up. We walked down into the courtyard and looked around. That was new for me. Maureen had seen a funny video taped down here with jewish guys break dancing.
And here she was....

Dome of the Rock sits above the Wailing Wall. We aren't allowed on the Temple Mount this trip as it is closed for three days.

At the Wailing Wall prayers are written on any scrap of paper that can be found and stuffed into the crevices of the stones. At some point they begin to fall. Although blurry, this shot catches my attention. Thank you Lord that we can just talk straight to you.

Leaving on a Jet Plane....

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I went to bed at 2:30 am and rested until 4:45 when my alarm startled me into movement. We got on the road as quickly as we could and off we went to DFW. I ended up driving most of the way. For some reason I had no tears of separation as I said my good-byes. I was off to do what God told me and it brought no sadness.

All was well from DFW to NYC. Now, that's a place I've never cared to visit but I wouldn't have minded seeing the Statue of Liberty. The photo is of my great, enormous, huge airplane that I would board. Really, how does that get off the ground?

I met Maureen and Cheryl and we flew over together. I did not know these ladies but was glad for company.

By the time we got in the air it was around 12:30 am when we got our dinner. They served this lovely meal with a plastic glass of wine. Didn't care for it much but it helped me sleep.

The cabin was huge. There were others like this before us and behind...and upstairs too. Mr. R. insured me it would be the smoothest ride of my life. Really?? That's not what I was thinking when we hit turbulence and nearly went down. My tummy hit the ceiling as we lost alititude and suddenly dropped. Thankfully no food was on my tray. I sat next to James, who I was a physicist (scientist). I would later visit his place of employment on our tour, unbeknownst to me.

Everyone breaks out cameras as we make our first pass over the shores of the Mediterranean and Tel Aviv. I can't believe I am here.

In moments the landscape changes and we are over the desert. It is stunningly beautiful and a dramatic change from the city we just flew over.

Coming off the plane and down the ramp we are greated by this sign. We laugh. I remember this little face. Now...if only I could remember what it says! LOL

Inside David Ben Gurion Int'l Airport.

That's a fountain in the middle, the water falls from the ceiling.

Ahh, the line. We wait in our line for non-Israelis. We commented on how orderly it was although there are no lines.

It is a mass of languages that we hear.

Cheryl kindly begins the job of photographer for Maureen and I. This is just some of our luggage. Joel and Chris flew in hours ahead. This is our first meeting.

As we drove to Jerusalem along the route familiar to me I was stunned with this sunset.

My first night back here! My first sunset!

Thank you God for its beauty.

Our first dinner together was typical Israeli. Lots of little dishes full of salads, hummus, pita and kbobs.

I met Joel, Pamela,David,Chris and my traveling companions.

It's the beginning of my time with this group.

After dinner we walked down Ben Yehuda Street. It's teeming with life and atmosphere. Music surrounds you. And there's a chill in the air.

This harpist had a lovely voice and had time permitted I would have loved sitting and listening. She sang songs from the 70's.

And there's Max Brenner. Mr. R. is missing so it had a melancholy feel to see places I had known with my friends. Aroma, Sambooki's, and the college, lots of memories.

On the way back to our tiny hostel we heard a story of Cheryl walking through this Arab cemetary by herself one night.

We had to do it. Once again...we hurried instead of strolling.

I wonder why I have no picture of our tiny room and then I realize it's because, when this view of the Old City is out your window it doesn't matter where you are. Who can sleep with a view like this? And as tired as we were from flying a closet would have been fine.

Because, We're In Jerusalem!!!!!

Behold, He who keeps Israel neither slumbers nor sleeps.

Gifts & Glue

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Yesterday I was asked to provide a brief bio of myself and to tell absolutely how wonderful and over-achieved I am. Now that will humble you in a heartbeat. LOL
I understand how important it is to be honest about your gifts. They come from the Father. He carefully chose which ones would go to me and which ones you would have that I do not. It comes together to make things work.
I think of the areas my husband is gifted in...and I am not. My daughter has gifts that I see and wonder how I missed those....I love being hospitable but don't do a wonderful array of foods. I merely open my home and provide a comfortable cozy atmosphere. Many times I wish I had the talents my friend D. does with pulling together parties in an instant with "to die for" food. Gifts and callings are so different.
This week end I'll host my family for a quick get together since we won't be together for the holidays.
My sister says, "You are the glue. You hold things together. Whatever needs gluing you are the one for the job; you do it so well."
I guess thinking about it...being flexible and pulling things together isn't bad. Question is...can you say that on your bio?

Cold Calls

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Weeks ago I was blog hopping...yes, it's a favorite sport of mine...and I happened up something called Bead Soup. I must admit I had to look at over half the participants' creations. I liked the idea. A kit arrives in the mail from a "new friend" you don't know you have yet...and you create a new piece of jewelry from the goods received.
So I fell upon www.wrappedinsilver.com and read of Ingrid. By chance she answered an email to let me contact her. I would be more hesitant but she was fine with her info and today I finally called her. I wanted to give hope and let her know about Reliv and how it's helping others with needs like theirs. It was a long conversation of talking about everything from kids & marriage to overseas travel and beads. We talked about God and how wonderful it is to hear His voice...how it makes a mark on you and you remember that time...how humans let us down...how we need to stay close to the Father when other's fall away. It was a time of sharpening and Scripture flowing from the heart of memory across miles to reach the East Coast.
God is good to let us share the Hope that is within even when we are within our own walls.
I Peter 3:15 "...always be ready..."

Unfulfilled

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This is a post I wrote before my trip...Just thoughts....
Eventually, my goal was to go empty, be flexible and delightful.
I just knew I was supposed to go.

I'm not usually a control freak. Things don't ALWAYS have to be my way.

I'm thinking of all the things I want to experience in Israel.

Oh, how I want to see the people of Tel Aviv. My heart will always partly be there.

There is no re-creating of a moment and memory but I do want to walk along the shores

of the Mediterranean Sea and keep my feet in her waters. I love the view from Tel Aviv to ancient Jaffa

(the oldest port in the world)

and from the heights of Jaffa back to the modern city of Tel Aviv.

I want to shop for spices in the shuk, go to the warehouse section in Jaffa.

I'm already trying to lay down my expectations and be flexible of heart. I've had a few friends say

this isn't just a chance to go back and help one more time but they think it's the beginning of a new.

My hope is that I wouldn't be anxious for what doesn't happen and grateful for the time I have to serve in

the land with God's chosen people.

Official!

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It's official I leave out in three weeks to attend the Israel Goodwill Ambassador Academy. I spent an encouraging two hours on the phone with the founders. We all agree, things are changing the Middle East and the approach that was used years ago doesn't get you in now. I have to share a few things the Lord has told me along the way.

The day I heard about the academy my heart nearly leapt out. I thought...could it be another opportunity? It's someone I trust though have never met. I fit the qualifications. In my Bible reading that day I read, (and this is paraphrased because I'm not looking at it but going from heart memory)
"From the house of Judah God saw fit to chose my family and from my family he chose my Father's house and from my Father's house HE saw fit to CHOSE ME....now go and do all the Lord commands you to do...Be strong and do it."
As time days past I began to hear other words from the Lord...like when I felt I should be going but couldn't begin to touch the price of the tickets. "This battle is not yours to fight but the Lords...Take your position, stand firm, go out tomorrow and see all that the Lord will do for you....Do not be discouraged, do not fear. This battle is not yours but the Lord will fight it for you."
And another day, My gifts and callings are irrevocable..." "God uses the foolish to confound the wise"
Now I wonder what He has in store. Some of the names of others attending nearly shock me. They are name I've heard all my home schooling years. People I would have wanted to meet but the opportunities never presented themselves. People who were my mentors, whose works encouraged me through tough times. How is it that now I will be "hanging out" with them in a small group for two weeks?

We have seen God work among His people to get a select group to come assist with the initial academy.
He is truly calling only those that He wants there. It's humbling to know that since day one, my name is on that list.

Going?

2011-08-12T21:21:00.000-07:00

I'm nervous and not sleeping.

I think of all the emotional upheaval of the last year....The surrender in July '09,

the grief in July '10 from not going and the resolutions of July '11 to begin anew.

The call to go came days after the resolution. I read with disbelief and prayers began.

My devotions: Out of the House of Judah, the Lord God saw fit to chose my house and

from my house He chose my father's home and from my father's home He chose ME....

Now go and do all the Lord commands you to do.

Scary. Was I reading it through my Israel filter? Was I making it sound like He wanted me to go?

Days of reading the Word led to other instructions and all are run through my filter.

Time draws near, money comes in. There's nervousness, a pit in my stomach, fear and yet

I am drawn to go.

I once heard that no one goes to Israel that was not brought there by God.

Family Reunion 2011

2011-07-12T10:45:00.000-07:00

We had an impromtu family reunion Independance week end. We've lost several of our sweet family memebers this spring so it was nice to get together for a reason other than shared grief. This is reminicent of our regular get togethers...the kind we had when I was growing up...the birthdays, holidays, everything was marked with a table of food and talking. Generations have gone on...we remain.

Randy Motz, Tom and Dad

Lesley, Becky, Darenda, Leslie

Aunt Betty, Teddy

food.

Aunt Betty, Leslie, Tom, Becky, Teddy

I can hear James, "Now Lester....."

We always bring out pictures and "remember whens..."

Then there's the cousin pciture..."where will we stand?" issue

And who's weird idea was it to immitate Uncle Quinten always lifting his leg for a picture?

You can tell I'm none too fond of this.

Some of the poor guys who have married into this family...

and they're still here!

My family.

Leslie, me, Tacie, Mom

Dad

Face Time

2011-07-12T10:13:00.000-07:00

PePaw

Tom who married Lesley

Uncle Randy

Brandon

Shane

Bailey

Lesley & Darenda

My Mr. & Janna

Lesley, Becky. Austin & Les

James

Aunt Tacie & MeMaw

Shannon

MeMaw. Aunt Betty, Teddy

Aunt Gerri, in her young days, now residing in Heaven.

Couldn't find a pic. of Rancie who now lives there too.

Another Fav.

2011-03-02T10:24:00.000-08:00

I love this site too. A friend knew how much I like the Shabby Chic look and she brought me here.

I haven't missed a post at theshabbychiccottage since that day.

They have an awesome giveaway so you need to check it out!

Red Letter Words makes the most beautiful art. I am encouraged just to look. I want

one of these so badly...someday....someday I will.

Blogs I visit

2011-02-26T09:17:00.000-08:00

Well, I was looking through some of my favorite stopping off places for a bit of Saturday morning fun and found this great giveaway on "Funky Junk" http://funkyjunkinteriors.blogspot.com/ . The Pleated Poppy makes the most adorable little pretties. Take a break and browse a while....Enjoy!

Baby Rooms

2011-01-24T18:17:00.000-08:00

It's no secret that we have another grand baby on the way.

With no idea if it's a boy or girl, Madison's room can't be decorated just yet.

You know when you move to a new place you want to decorate...especially when you've

waited as long as they have for a larger apartment.

I love the colors in this room. It's barely detectable.

The little birds fluttering over the window are "O So Sweet".

But more than anything I love the curtains.

They are simple white and that ruffle adds the perfect touch of femininity.

If we get a girl, I may just have to make these.

Snow Days

2011-01-09T20:39:00.000-08:00

Beautiful day at church with the snow falling. It fell all day. My boys played football in it and had a great time. It's an annual event at the Daniel place. The parents had soup and spent time in our cozy little house.
I am in awe of snow. I love the quiet it creates all over. The neighborhood becomes silent, no cars are on the street. The night is bright. For a short time the world is clean and washed anew.

Harvest House

2011-01-08T20:21:00.000-08:00

Harvest House

From Masonic Lodge to Mandy's Bar...

We jokingly call it the "bar church"... or maybe the lodge?

We're starting a new ministry in Clarksville.

We are excited about the possibilities that are coming up.

Very soon we will be able to announce the plans.

God is working and people are taking note. Today we cleaned her up

and although there's lots more to do we feel good about the way it looks,

feels and smells! The beer signs are gone. The crosses are hung.

Thanks to TJ and Keitha who came by to visit, lend a helping hand

and donate some much needed items.

Annette worked side by side with us all day...It really was fun.

More details coming.....

A room with view.....

This is a great shot looking over the railing.

This will change over time; we have plans.

This is an area upstairs just outside the apt.

It's going to take some big time scrubbing to get this

kitchen ready to use. The stove is amazing.

We're trying to find what year it is.

Down below shows the backside of the bar which

which is spotless and ready to use.

We can serve a lot of people from here.

Awesome Annette!

We couldn't have done all of this alone and been done

so quickly. She is a great organizer...every time I turned around

to grab a broom she had put things away. Man...she made me want

to stay on task. We got so much done, had great music,

time invested in eachother as we visited is Priceless.

Home Work

2010-12-29T15:09:00.000-08:00

I've posted on my other blog...I sometimes wonder why I chose two. They are intertwining and it's hard to keep straight.

Great business day! I do like my home business and I like connecting with people. It's like ministry...you love people...you love helping people. It's even more exciting when you know it was sent by God. Thanks to Him who supplies our needs.

2010-08-11T08:30:00.000-07:00

R. and I went garage saling on Sat. It's been years since we did anything like that. It was blazing hot but we found a couple of things.
We have a couple of beach style chairs we're keeping in the car for those times when we want to sit at the lake or catch "movies in the park".
I found these things: BINGO cards for my card making (FREE)
Patterns, for card making (FREE)
This little picture was .25

2010-08-11T08:26:00.000-07:00

My funny child....he has the courage to go out in public like this. LOL

Seeking

2010-05-15T18:25:00.000-07:00

Mother's Day the phone rings early in the morning. I know what that means; Randy is calling to give me results of his meeting with the Ministry of Interior. The news is not good. His passport was denied and he has a couple of weeks left in the country. Knowing I have to be at church soon and look nice like nothing is wrong makes no difference. I am broken hearted that I cannot go. We were supposed to leave in three weeks, now we won't be spending our summer there serving.

Randy and I both cry at the loss of a dream. For him it has been four years in the making. For me it has also been four years in the making. His love for the people was instant. My love and willingness to submit to the call of God was literally 4 years long. This is truly a testement of God's ability to work in our lives. Lately, I have been so ready to leave that one of my bags is already packed. I separated everything that would go from what would stay. I was cleaning one last time. I could not get gone fast enough....now?

As we are numb with disappointment we know God has a plan as he tells us in Jeremiah 29:11.

It's a good plan. We are seeking the Lord on what to do next. Hardly a thought from the day does not revolve around Israel or what next? Prayer for a clear direction is almost on my every breath.

Our boys seem a bit disappointed after finally being onboard with going. It is with them in mind that we contemplate our next steps. The song, "In Christ ALone" that gets me through the day with a clear focus; so we continue to pray and seek.

On the road again...

2010-04-15T17:42:00.001-07:00

I'm on the road every few days. I am thankful for my Rendezvous and it's so comfortable for these long hours of driving. I went to San Angelo and shared at the church...met such nice people.

I am amazed at how in the moments before I opened my mouth I still had no idea what would come out. God is so faithful...the words that the people needed to hear is what came out. I had one man that was particularly encouraged to follow the Lord's leading even though it seems the prime of youth has left...well it left me too. and if I recall the story from Pat, they were past their young days as well. Sometimes He calls when we least expect...

Randy is preparing for his visa trip...not sure of his destination but it's covered in prayer. One of his new buddies wants to go along. I'm thankful he won't be alone.

So I am sharing at two more churches out of town the next couple of weeks. Exciting! We'll see what God has for us and who he uses to supply our needs.

Just thinking...

2010-02-17T21:16:00.000-08:00

There's a box flying to my loved one tomorrow...Things lovingly chosen will soon be in the hands of the reciever. I am so happy to send things from home he forgot but as I drove away a sadness fell over me as well. I had forgotten Pop Tarts, I forgot to include family photos that now have been left two times. I don't think I could be away from everyone and not have my photos. Lord, fill that gap too as you supply all his needs.

As I Shopped for the necessary things I would talk to those who worked in the stores. Thinking my husband was military they would ask how long he would be deployed. As long as God sees fit is my answer...as long as the door is open and until the day the guard doesn't stamp the passport.

I am amazed how the doors fly open to be witness to what we are doing and the doors that are opening for R. As I tell them how openly the people of the land are seeking the truth, I watch their faces change. Sometimes it is witht he desire to be as openly seeking...sometimes they just don't get it. Nontheless, it gives opportunity for me to say that we are telling everybody about Jesus...here and there...."and at the feet of Jesus, every knee will bow...."

I love how the hearts of the women I work near are changing. There's a great relationship where non existed before. See what happens when you stop and take an interest in people? They now listen to the new intently, if I don't come right over to say hello, they worry about me. They share lunches, memories, wedding albums and distresses with me. I understand that they are my ministry...while I didn't work as closely with women in our church body the Lord revealed to me I wasn't called to. There are plenty of women inside the walls of our church to walk alongside the needy and they aren't going anywhere...but...my ministry is to the women outside our church walls, to the ones who will never pass through our doors. With our calling to go...I am in preparation to recognize the needs of those ladies even while I await my departure. They are my mission field and I am a picture of how God is leading and directing our family. They have been here before, during and after the call to go, they have watched the process....."for you have not chosen me, but I have chosen you says my Lord"

Happenings since August

2010-02-15T07:03:00.000-08:00

Jeremiah 29:11

"For I know the plans I have for you says the Lord......"

It's been a busy fall and winter around our house. Stefan switched highschools and is now at Paris High. He loves it! It was a busy football season for him and we saw improvements in his abilities on the field. The big rival game against North Lamar brought the injury that would remove him from athletics for the rest of the season.

Jansen who never lets me photograph him has been busy with work and his little red

'69 Volkswagon Baja Bug. It's loud and all little boys race to get a glimpse of it going by.

It's constantly needing work and has brought him loads of fun as he has taken it mudding.

He also turned 18 in January...we did get to take his picture that day.

Many of you know our lives have taken a new turn. We are now full-time missionaries.

Randy left in January to find a place to settle us. We brought Candace and Madison for one more trip home before his departure. Andrew had to work and couldn't come. We are waiting for the day when he's able to make it back to Texas for a visit. We praise the Lord that we have had some great conversations with him lately.

This old farm truck is what the kids learned to drive in when we lived in the country. Randy

would stand inside the door and they would try to peak over the steering wheel and drive all over the open field behind our house. Randy and the boys put a 454 engine it...we recently sold it. That pretty well tore me up. I saw one more thing from my children's childhood leave. One thing we all loved and remembered fondly.

We also lost Blue, our Australian Shepherd who walked beside us faithfully for 10 yrs.

The preparation to move on and remove things that would hinder and worry us while on the field is painful. It's a closing of doors that I am not ready in my heart to close.

A Year Ago

2009-08-24T17:22:00.000-07:00

Wow...It was the end of July for our conference. I look at the faces and many have gone to serve in Israel for various amounts of time. Of those, I was the slower one to submit to the call; as we are still in the U.S. after Randy has returned from serving in Tel Aviv, I wonder if I'll ever get there. .... Here's last year's post that I never posted:
Last month the Apples held a conference at our church to teach about what servant hood in Israel entails. We studied the short side of the history of the Jewish people, a little of the language and what daily life might look like. While I was eager to attend I kind of felt that nagging in the pit of my stomach...like I knew what was in front of me. Then, I gave in and the wheels of preparation began. I had finally said it, " Yes, I'll go and serve in Israel."

We brought Candace and Madison home for a visit.
What a blessing to sing alongside her once again. Madison thought it was
kind of fun and wanted to join in...LOL

Candace had just finished leading out the song "Hosanna", doing a wonderful job on a song that was completely new to her. Pastor walked in to make the morning announcements and unbeknownst to us began to announce that the Roams would be leaving and moving to Israel to serve as new missionaries and they were going to ordain Randy. I can't describe the wave of shock that rippled through us and our children. C. I are on stage trying to still smile and not look surprised...there are my boys in the back and I wondered what was going through their minds and then the surprise to Pastor Randy himself.
I was amazed that our entire family was together, in one place for this occasion. I would have broken hearted if Candace was in Ca. and had missed it. I just happened to have my camera so we snapped these photos from 2nd service.

Good-Byes

2009-08-24T17:00:00.000-07:00

It's tough saying good-bye to this. Last week wrapped up the end of Candace and Madison's 10 day visit in Texas. Of course I have tons of pictures and will post a few more.

This is her in the airport with her monkey backpack.

We also took Randy to the international terminal where he flew out to Israel for two weeks.

It was rough driving home.

Our last family photo. Boy! it beats the one we took last year where Madison was crying everyone was fussing then putting on one of those fake "smile for the camera" faces.

This is GENUINE! Nothing but love for my family.....

Create in Me....

2009-07-14T10:37:00.001-07:00

The last few months I have had the need to be creative. I haven't played around doing crafty things for a few years now. One day I woke up and it was all gone. I wondered if it would ever return. Hallelujah! Praise The Lord! it has come back.
I saw something online and thought I could do a fair job with the same idea so I took my old paintings from the high school days and painted over them.
I sent these to Candace & Andrew for their 2nd anniversary.

Women's Retreat

2009-07-14T10:27:00.000-07:00

We enjoyed our Women's Retreat in the country setting at Rock High Ranch.
It boasts, Rustic yet Refined. We had pool time, devotions at sunrise and crafts. We made new friends with the multitude of women who were joining us for the first year. Speakers, Pat and Christy brought lessons on Psalm 139 reminding us that God's thought toward us number more than the grains of sand. Do you know how much sand is in the Sahara? on the beach? It tells us that His thought are on us always, continually, endlessly and eternally. Nothing enters our life without being filtered through him, his right hand holds us. If I rise on the wings of morning, or plunge to the depths of the sea, he is with me.

Happy Fourth of July!

2009-07-04T20:07:00.000-07:00

My post wouldn't post. So after two days of trying, I deleted the text...some of what I would've said....

Years ago we started a family tradition for just our family of five. We camped at Raymond Gary Lake for July 4th. We met a great family that first year and every year we met them at our spot for fun, food and fellowship of like-minded Believers. Mike and Cassie shared their pontoon boat and took us swimming in the hot of the day and for a toodle around the lake after supper. The annual fireworks show took place from the piers around the lake and from homeowners there. We would sit in the middle of the lake while fireworks burst overhead showering us with light. More than once we weathered lightning storms hoping not to get struck. It was so hard to freely enjoy the light show when you know you're in an aluminum boat on the lake. We loaded up on junk food 'cause Cassie is the ultimate fun camping mom.

It was always fun to arrive at the campgrounds and watch the kids run to climb on this one certain low hanging tree. With each passing year I noticed the tree seemed smaller than the year before. Hmmm. We each had an important job to perform to get camp set up. After the work the boys would hop on their bikes and fly down the winding hills. We always enjoyed Daddy cooking breakfast and Jansen's famous camp toast.

One year as we were on the lake waiting for fireworks we called Derek to let him know what he was missing by not coming. The next year we were calling Candace. As we heard her choke back the tears we knew we had succeeded in making those "family memories" that run deep. Regardless of how nice life is we think of those years camping.: The muddy water of the lake, the temperature changing with the depths, the year we had the johnny boat, waving at the passersby, meeting new folks, johnny coming by for coffee and a chat.

Thank goodness for a country where our lives are free because someone loved America enough to fight for her. Happy Fourth of July!

July 4th Memories

2009-07-03T19:06:00.000-07:00

Happy Birthday Daddy!

2009-06-25T06:51:00.000-07:00

I went to see my parents for the Father's Day week end. Went to church with them and out to Rosa's for lunch. Oh my goodness! I stretched that meal into three, it was so much food. The eatery brought out slices of chocolate cake for all the dads. It's so nice to see someone go the extra mile.

Daddy was born in the Depression Era. He was one of eleven children born to Gid and Ola Crutchfield. He's also a twin and for many years the brothers lived just down the road from eachother. Lester and Vester once ran over a flock of guinnies just to see if they could be run over. The saying was that they were too fast for a car...well, these weren't of the "swift " breed and evidently the Crutchfield boys were faster in the Model-T. Vicie Lee ran out to see what the commotion was and found those two dead birds that belonged to Mr. Cutler down the road from their farm. She dressed them quick as she could and made Guinnie stew.

The family also used to pick blackberries and sell them to the colored folk in a neighboring community. If they got 25 cents a gallon, they were doing good. Daddy can't remember very well but I wonder if it was less, 'cause 25 cents was hard to come by.

Last year I took Daddy to the doctor and as we rouned the corner at 1510 he burst out with a story. Randomly he said, " That's the old Smiley place. One time Snowbie Jo called me and said, Lester, go to the house and look behind the door and find my shoes. He went and sure enough, they were right where she said." She was in town, he was in the country. He delivered those shoes. I pictured some little old lady dressed the way my Granny used to dress in her polka dot dress. No, this lady wasn't old...maybe she was his age. I'll never know. The story came and was gone just as quickly. I fell in love with her name though. What a great story.

Dad also once took a bus cross country with his future sister-in-law so she wouldn't travel by herself to see her fiance'. He served his country in the Merchant Marines and U.S. Army. He knew to keep neccessaties with him when he was abroad, like his coat. He kept the issued cigarettes (which he never smoked) and sold them to men who wanted them to make a little money. He sent most all of his money back home to his parents to support them and he lived off what the U.S. gave him. Onboard ship he loaned his coat to other sailors who hadn't the forthought to bring one. Everyone on watch would take turns in the night wearing Dad's coat. He was once on a ship that was one of near a hundred out in the ocean and all the ones around him were torpedoed. His was safe. He's had a life of many stories.

He laso served as County Judge my first 16 years. He went from a country boy who educated himself to the Judge. To my knowledge he's the only one who did that. The others were lawyers first. Quite a man to live up to. Happy Birthday PePaw!!!

2009-05-22T12:03:00.000-07:00

As a post script to the Spring on Margaret post...
The Mountain was levelled by the city who so kindly removed the tree that fell but it also removed the land of adventure for the children. How sad that it is gone...it really did mark a passing of time for their imaginations. Also gone is Sissy. As I went to work part-time we found it hard to leave her wandering about the house, alone. She went to a wonderful family who was about to lose their daucshund of many years. I am sure she will hold a special place in their heart and bring great joy.

Spring on Margaret

2009-05-08T09:03:00.000-07:00

We sit outside now that the weather permits. In the evening if one family is outside the others will migrate over and visit for a while. The neighborhood rings with the laughter of children as they play with our new puppy, Sissy or as they run up the mountain. It's really a small pile of dirt waiting to be spread but "the mountain" is a wonderful land of adventure to the kids. We have watched as they play make believe and conquer new worlds that only their little minds can create. I hesitate to spread the dirt for it will mark a passing in their young life.

This family will soon move to a new house and we will miss them. I know they will miss life on Margaret; it's the way a neighborhood should be. We're kind of lost in the 40's or 50's. That time when people actually took time to get to know one another and nurture friendships. The ones you rely on when you need a friend, an egg or a cup of sugar. The ones you stop the day for to have a cup of tea.

This is Sissy cuddled up to Blue. He loves all small animals.....
Sissy is 9 weeks old. No, I'm not enjoying training her but Randy and the boys like her.

I found this old book as I dug through some boxes when we cleaned out our storage. Charles had a beautiful handwriting back in the day. I am sorry that we don't work as hard on our penmanship. It's another one of those things that make you pause and appreciate that someone worked so hard on something that today no one sees the value in. Back then, it would have been disgraceful to exhibit poor handwriting.

My flowers bloomed this year. I thought for sure they were dead from the harsh temps. last summer. What a surprise!

I miss my chickens terribly but my friend who now has them shares with me. I am ever so thankful for fresh eggs and marvel at the different colors.

Randy finished the flooring in the den. It's nice to have something that is similar to the original hardwoods instead of the 50's tiling. We painted over the robin-egg blue with a latte color and now we have the walls to decorate. I need to dig through my boxes and see what I have.

Wed. morning I woke to a tremendous storm. As I lay there I thought..."So this is what the tornado in the middle of the night sounds like..." The winds were ferocious and nearly sounded like a train. As the power went off and I lit candles, I peeked outside to find this in my front yard. As we live in an old neighborhood and all the homes are well over 100 years old, so are the trees quite old. This is just 1/4 of a tree. It missed all our houses and cars.

It became comical as we had 8 trucks out front and ten guys deciding how best to take care of the situation. They had their cell phones out taking pictures of the lines holding the branch. It was cable not electrical. PTL
Another spring event in Northeast Texas...Storms.
It just goes with the territory.

Easter

2009-04-14T12:06:00.000-07:00

I haven't updated in ever so long....
February brought the long awaited trip to Ca. to see Candace, Andrew and Madison. I'll post those pics later.
March brought new challenges and a time to re-group. Mom, Dad, Leslie and Austin came for their Spring Break. It was wonderful having them in town again even if it was short lived. Our 22nd anniversary was celebrated quietly. My birthday followed just days later. Randy was at a men's retreat so I painted my kitchen and had pizza with my boys. It was a great day. Had a surprise visit from Becky and Teddy.
As time flew by, we found Easter upon us. It was my great pleasure to sing with the worship team on Palm Sunday. And the next couple of days I began to reflect on the week and try to take in what would have happened as Jesus completed his last week on this earth. I retraced some of the places via the internet and searched for pictures I have not found yet. I love looking up photos of Israel and new finding websites to tell of The Land.
Tues. found me at the Bible Bus and while I went to attend only, I found myself laying down the emotional junk I have carried around. I left it at the feet of Jesus hoping I leave it there and not pick it back up. "..Cast all your cares on him for He cares for you..." He lightens the burdens we for some reason insist on carrying.
I almost feel like an alcoholic walking away from the bottle...I have gone 7 full days without retrieving my "junk". That makes me feel pretty good!
Easter was celebrated at PHS this year. I estimate near 1,000 in attendance. Our worship was wonderful and next followed a sermon by Pastor who was wound up and on a roll. Several came forward for salvation and the day ended too quickly. For the first time in my life, no Easter bunny found our home. It was kind of sad.

Choices

2009-01-26T21:14:00.000-08:00

Okay...I'm a thief. I was looking at blogs and somehow found one and loved this picture!

Tonight I was wondering what expressions to order from Uppercase Living and I think this phrase was meant for me. I need reminders all over to keep my heart where it should be.

As the writer brought to the attention of the reader, the key word isn't "JOY" the key word is

"CHOOSE". Wow, that kicked me.

So what brings joy? Do you wait for it or decide to find it where you are?

When I lived in the country I found joy everywhere! I loved the ground cover that wouldn't allow grass to grow. I loved the open night sky, the howl of coyotes, the smell of hay or skunks or cow manure; it didn't matter, it was the country and I loved it!

Moving to town has been such a challenge even after a year and it has only been lately that God has said to me,

"What gifts do you see here?" Well, I can tell you I have to think a bit, it doesn't flow from me so liberally or easily... I figure it's because I'm not choosing.

When was the last time you slowed down enough to think what brings you joy?

And what does? I think a lot of your character is shown in what makes you laugh and it kind of makes sense to say it shows in what brings you joy....

1. The last few days birds have been chirping outside my dining room window.I especially missed my little Cardinal in Tigertown...now I have a few.

Thank you Lord for little bits of red.

2. I had a sick child at home today. I found joy in serving him and fixing his plate. he's so old he rarely needs me...but today, he did!

Thank you Lord that my boys are still home.

3. I found joy when I walked from room to room and it was warm inside; freezing out.

Thank you Lord that I am provided for.

4. Today I have only done 3 loads of laundry...

Thank you Lord that my family is near.

The list can go on...maybe it needs to.

if like me, you need to plaster it all over your house...on your mirror, in your kitchen, on your computer (cause I know you're there ; )

I'll set you up with some Uppercase Living expressions. We'll be inspired together!

As unto the Lord...

2009-01-24T14:22:00.000-08:00

"As unto the Lord" has taken on a deeper meaning. Last night a friend and I dropped by the pastor's house to see if we could be of comfort or help during a difficult time. As Grammie was in the hospital and it was looking like she would not return to us, we began to do a few things to help prepare the house for family to arrive in the event that she would pass.

When Grammie was still living in Ca. we stayed with her and I began to immediately notice how incredibly particular she was. She wasn't satisfied with clean...it had to be super duper clean and scrubbed. Sheets needed to be tucked and smoothed straight; the edges turned back to show the pretty edging. She lived the way we think we'd like to live if we had time for particulars.

When she moved here, I cleaned house for her for a few months. It was always a joy and I knew what she expected. I always felt a sense of accomplishment and she was so appreciative of the details. Every week I cleaned all the window sills and baseboards and last night I was blessed to clean those baseboards one more time, one last time. It was out of love, out of thankfulness. I dusted one last time the dressers, the pictures, etc... I smelled the smell of Grammie in her little room. It was with saddness that I turned out the light and shut the door knowing this was the last time be among her things as she had left them...

the dishes in the sink, the CD where she'd left it, the cards on the table and her Bibles.

So, as I cleaned for her in her passing...it was as unto the Lord. It is deeply satisfying & comforting. I love and thank God for my every remembrance of her sweet life for now she is healed and walks on streets of gold, is united with Poppa and her beloved Jesus.

Capernaum, The Town of Jesus

2009-01-09T19:47:00.000-08:00

The town...village...now ruins

Below is Peter's house. This is a church built on top and part of the floors allow you to see below. Many Biblical sites have Catholic style churches or shrines built on top of them or around them. While I prefer the natural state the structures have also protected the sites.

The synagogue

My clothes are still dry so this is before my baptism.

Carol was a great tour guide and anything we might not hear from her...

we learned from Jeff.

Baptism in Capernaum

2009-01-09T11:45:00.000-08:00

When we left the retreat center we travelled to the Mount of Beautitudes and then to Capernaum. It is a lovely place with the ruins of Peter's house and the synagogue that Jesus taught in. It overlooks the Sea of Galilee which was sparkling magnificently when we went to see the view. We were on a hill and there are large rocks going to the water's edge. I followed Randy around the corner and we all met for a few quiet moments to once again, contemplate where we actually were and discuss what must it have been like when Jesus walked these hills.

And this is where we were sitting when I knew I wanted to get baptized. No one was around, it was just our little group and I wanted Randy to baptize me in a place that was special to me and in the land he loves so much. My few witnesses are precious friends. So, I just got in the water hoping no one else would see me. The "no swimming" signs concerned me but Jeff just prayed the eyes of the guards would be blinded from the dripping wet woman and we walked right past them to an area I could access my luggage for a change.

Thanks Carol who took several shots knowing how much I like pictures!

2009-01-06T08:49:00.000-08:00

Okay, that was fun. I wondered how I could send Christmas pictures to Candace and make it fun and it was (for me). Hope you like it too, Candace. It kind of re-caps the holidays.

2009-01-06T08:45:00.000-08:00

Make a Smilebox scrapbook

Christmas in the Camp

2008-12-21T22:36:00.000-08:00

Tonight I went to Christmas in the Camp for the first time. My neighbor and her little girls and I went and the husbands stayed home...inside...where it's warm! It was in the low 20's as we loaded up into the wagon to take the tour through the woods.

As we drove along the trail we listened to "Mary Did You Know" as an introduction to the first scene. Cowboys follow behind the wagon on horseback. Besides the clomping of the horses silence fills the air. You hear the occassional coyote and other wildlife as you quietly come upon each scene and its campfire. It is the Christmas story told by cowboys. Never mind the low twenties and the breeze that blows. The night sky is filled with countless stars, you get an idea of what the shepherds saw as their eyes turned upward many years ago. When we reached the scene where the shepherds bow to their knees at the sight of the heavenly host, we were amazed that the live goats used in this scene also seemed to bow their heads and remain in that position until our wagon passed by.

The little girls feel fast asleep on the way home so my friend and I headed to Tigertown where I attempted to photgraph a little church that was down the road from my old house.

For ten years I drove by this country church at Christmas with its wreaths on the doors. They never remained after Christmas day so I never found the time to snap the pictures. Tonight I realize that no pictures will do justice to the peacefulness and beauty this tiny church offers. It holds ten years of memories of me driving past; a place that never ceases to bring a calm to my spirit and a smile to my face. It just makes you want to be there...or maybe it's the thought of a simpler life... a slower life one filled with peace.

The Forgotten Ones...

2008-12-17T15:58:00.000-08:00

On Wednesdays the church takes lunch to a high school for alternative students.

Two years ago when Randy first visited Israel, God opened up doors for the

church to begin ministering in a new way. The principal had heard how the

poor and homeless were being fed in the soup kitchen and asked if they

would be willing to bring lunch to the high school. It is against the law to

talk to minors about Jesus while they're in school so we take lunch

and set up in the break yard. As soon as the kids come out they are smoking.

They are dressed fashionably, smoking and starving. Most are too poor

to bring lunch...I know...lay off the cigarettes! The girls were embarrassed to

go get a sandwich so Dawn loaded up a paper towel and took them around.

The kids want to know which movie stars you know, who you live close to,

if we listen to the same kind of music. No...we don't listen to this music personally,

no, we don't know the movie stars, yes, we do have grass. There's not much grass in Israel.

While the S.E.N.D. ministry was in Israel they helped out and made

some great contacts with the kids. Randy helped start the ministry

so the students remember the guy from Texas with the big mustache.

They ask about him every week.

We load the basket with our goods and set up a table for lunch.

The kids LOVE Coca Cola. It is our goal some day to bring lunch more

than just on Wednesdays. It costs about $30.00 to prepare.

Wouldn't it be great to do it a couple more times a week?

You have to build relationships first and ministering to the

needs of the poor and being consistant is showing love to them. The Israelis

know that evangelical christians love them.

This is Jorge...we took lots of pics with him because we were

so shocked to find him with the SEND team and in Israel. Candace and Randy

met him in Costa Rica two years ago. It was fun to see a friendly

acquaitance from CA. all the way around the world.

Another reason we love Calvary Chapel! We can always find someone we know.

I know I said it already...the Coke in Israel is great and I

am a Dr. Pepper only kind of girl. Maybe I was desperate.

Mount of Beautitudes

2008-12-12T20:58:00.000-08:00

After leaving the retreat center in Zafat we headed on down the road for a glimpse of

The Mount of Beautitudes. We drove in and parked only to hear it was closed. After seeing our

diappointment the guard let us in for 15 minutes and that was an amazing thing!

I don't know if this was the same view Jesus had or not but when you are on top of the Mount of Beautitudes and looking down on the Sea of Galilee, it's not hard to imagine. In the distance you will see the Jesus boats touring around. We didn't get to do that for lack of time but it makes for pretty scenery.

We found a quiet spot to read the Scriptures.

The mount is run by nuns that we heard are not friendly.

We didn't see any but these are a few shots of the grounds and how

pretty they keep it.

The Eastern Gate

2008-12-09T05:53:00.000-08:00

The Eastern Gate view we have all seen....

from the outside of the Old City taken from the area

of the Mount of Olives. Most photos of this side of the city

are taken from there because of the heighth it provides looking down.

The Mount is just high enough and far enough away that it

captures the striking view. This was taken from the road

between the two.

But on top of the Temple Mount there's another view

and with it, the words to an old hymn ring in your mind...

I will meet you in the morning,

just inside the Eastern Gate.

Then be ready, faithful pilgrim,

Lest with you it be too late.

If you hasten off to glory,

Linger near the Eastern Gate.

For I'm coming in the morning;

So you'll not have long to wait.

Keep your lamps all trimmed and burning;

For the Bridegroom watch and wait.

He'll be with us at the meeting

Just inside the Eastern Gate.

I will meet you, I will meet you

Just inside the Eastern Gate over there.

I will meet you, I will meet you,

I will meet you in the morning over there.

It seems hauntingly wrong that the entrance is empty.

Waiting, perhaps?

We sat for a bit to discuss what we had read in Scripture and

what we were seeing as we walked on the Temple Mount.

You will also notice the ground level has been raised.

We are near the top of the archways rather than the level

of the real entrance.

Food

2008-12-04T18:59:00.000-08:00

Dining in Tiberius. We were served several types of humus, tahina, fresh pita, cabbage salad, hot pickles and finished with Turkish coffee. Oh yeah, we also had schnitzzle and fries.

Our dessert in the Jewish community of Efrata. We were treated wonderfully during our stay.

This chocolate crusted fluff had the consistency of coolwhip or a light mousse but David brought to our attention that we had been served meat for dinner and this was a non dairy delight. It is made from egg whites. Nothing is really very rich but is lightly sweetened.

Apple pie drizzled with caramel sauce in Efrata

I think we all understand Scripture a little better when Jesus talks about "breaking bread" and "sopping". This is what you do every meal. To share a table, a meal with someone is very personal. You better like the person you sop with.

When we traveled to California I had to take pictures of us in front of every state line sign.

This trip I decided to do food. It became a fun little game.

After a long day of walking all over Jerusalem we stopped at Carol's fav. coffee/book shop.

This is Randy's salad. It was enormous! This meal we shared and split and taste-tested nearly every plate. I had my first "chai latte" and ate sweet potato soup with a loaf of bread and four types of dip.

In Zafat we stayed at the Forever Mercy House. We call it the retreat center because it has so much potential as such with 17 rooms. It will be the home for recovering prostitutes; here they will learn about Jesus. The S.E.N.D. Ministry team was already here and prepared dinner for all of us. This night the menu was orange chicken and rice and Coke! This is part of our group.

Breakfast...coffee, meats, cheeses, rice pudding with cranberries. This started our day of touring the area where Jesus had most of his ministry. You get the picture of what the land looked like.

On the beach in Tel Aviv...this is one block away from our apt. Little lights dot the sand and create a wonderful atmosphere if you can handle the November breeze. We had enormous burgers here. Everything is served in proportions that allow two adults to share but we were hungry enough to try it alone.

Domino's! after landing in Tel Aviv we ate pizza. It's across from our apt. My favorite salad spot, this is also where I broke my tooth.

Massada

2008-12-04T17:04:00.000-08:00

This is a replica of what Herod's palace might have looked like.

The First glimpse of Massada. We are so far away and I zoomed in as far as the camera would go and still, you see how enormous. If you follow the highest peak you can count the levels on the edge where Herod built. Do yourself a favor and watch the History Channel's Massada. They did a great study on all of Herod's palace.

The trolley ride took all of three minutes. you can hardly see our destination at the top It was the smoothest ride and I never really got fearful at the highth. The view is breathtaking.

It's hard to imagine but there are homes everywhere. Chapels, ceremonial pools, water storing pools, once surrounded even flourishing fields. This place was self sufficient. I took dozens of pictures but none can capture your feelings especially if you know what Massada is all about. Look at the view beyond the walls; you are seeing Jordan in the distance.

Can you imagine seeing this out your window every day? I wonder if back in the day, they appreciated the beauty of this scene?

The tile floors remain beautiful.

This is the third level. Randy was here two years ago when they were still excavating and uncovering the columns. He was so excited to see this much completed.

What goes down...must go back up! This does not give justice to the steps we walked down to reach the third level of Herod's palace. The kicker was trying to get back up. I was physically fit before going to Israel but at Massada and Jerusalem I would constantly find myself out of breath. Randy laughed at me all the time... I finally figured it to be the altitude causing my breathlessness. As afraid of heights as I am, I still trecked down the side of this mountain.

Remains of the day.....

This picture stuck in my mind. If you look to the right you will see a square shaped pile of rocks. They outline the camp of where the Roman Army lived for four years while they carried buckets of dirt and rocks to build this ramp. It was a long tedius job to build. The Jewish zealots living on top chose to committ suicide rather than be captured by the Romans. The men killed their wives and children continuing until ten men remained. Those remaining ten men drew lots and the one killed the nine before taking his life.

My thoughts were: what did the Jews think during the 4 yrs. the ramp was being built to overtake them? Did they try to defend themselves by fighting as the ramp was being built? Were they too peaceful a people to do so? Did they think they would never be overtaken?

As we were here and it was election time in the U.S. I thought of the similarities between us and Massada. Do we understand that our country is being overtaken? Do we sit and think it will never happen to a country so great, so untouchable, so powerful? Are we desensitized to what is going on around us like those who watched the daily dumping of rocks for four years?

Massada fell. I love their motto though: Massada will never fall again!

I pray we won't have to say that but that each man (and woman) will busy himself in protecting his family, children, values and what we hold dear....for someone else holds it dear as well and will stop at nothing to destroy and take it.

Headed South

2008-12-04T16:43:00.000-08:00

On our day off from ministry at the church, we headed south for the Dead Sea. We drove at least an hour before we found this "one" little convenience store in the desert. It sells fresh falafel, humus, pita and has public restrooms at no charge. Everywhere we went Randy bought pita and humus. He could live off of it I think.

Our first view of the Dead Sea was so exciting. At first it was a silver wavy line on the horizon but as we neared it took on the most beautiful colors. I will be posting more on the sea. Here, we pulled over on an area that we knew we wouldn't get run over when we took pictures.

We passed the caves of Kumron where the ancient Dead Sea Scrolls were hidden for centuries.

We didn't pay to go up to the cave because we were in a hurry to reach Massada and the Dead Sea. You can see there are caves everywhere! This is just one tiny spot but these mountains went on all the way to En Gedi which went on to Massada.

Massada will get its own post. But this is a glimpse of us floating. It is a most amazing place.

Forever Mercy

2008-12-03T10:49:00.000-08:00

After Shabbat we loaded up the rental and drove to Zafat. It's in the northern section of Israel; the Galilee area. It is one of the coolest areas because of its altitude. They even get snow.

By the time we reached our destination it was dark. Merlon kept saying to look for the radio towers and turn at the green garbage can. It was God who took us there because we were in an area where there were towers everywhere and every driveway had a green garbage can. This road has no name, you can barely find it and that's the whole reason it is perfect for

Forever Mercy. We (the Texas group) call it the retreat center.

Twenty years ago the owner began building and adding on. This is a home with three levels, 3 homes in one. Each section has its own entrance and private patio. In this culture the father builds a house and his son gets the next level and the next son the next level and they just keep on adding. As the sons grew older they moved away and this house was put on the market as a rental. We understand the design and preparation of this house long before this day of need. And to think...the owner just thought he was building a house. There are 17 rooms, many bedrooms have several twin sized beds already. It was no problem for 19 of us to sleep there. you can read more about this ministry at www.forevermercy.org

It is a house hidden on a hill, beautifully fashioned, prepared flower beds and fruit trees. A wonderful envioronment for women rescued from the strongholds of prostitution to heal and be taught of a loving Father; to find salvation.

The morning we left I thought I would take a stroll down the hill. I made it walking along the road as far as this picture shows on the left, then I turned around. I thought I was gonna die going back uphill...and then there were the steps up to the house!

Beautiful plants everywhere and winding pathways

While we were at the retreat center the S.E.N.D. ministry team cooked dinner for us. We dined on orange chicken and rice. Oh! We had Coke.... the coke in Israel is really really good and I was missing carbonated beverages. We got to know the team and during our stay in Israel we worked alongside these great young people several times.

As we leave our wonderful hosts and the lovely house we are blessed with breakfast on the main patio and cool weather to make any Texan envious.

Passings

2008-12-02T13:00:00.000-08:00

Today as I drove home I witnessed a passing of time for our small town. I wondered if this time would come...hoping it wouldn't really.

As I sat at the light a funeral procession drove by. As is custom in our town, all lanes stop and remain stopped for the entire procession. Today, as soon as the officer drove on to catch up with the hurse, the traffic resumed their going on down the road. Although the family had gone by there were another twenty or so cars in line.

How sad that in our small town we are in such a hurry as to not wait another moment for the passing of a life unknown.

So many times I have been in the family line-up. Looking at the cars stopped alongside the road, men standing outside with their caps removed, children and adults stop their activities in the yards for the passing of our cars, I am thankful for America and a small town where most are taught what I call funeral etiquette. I am thankful for all those who have stopped their lives for a moment to pay their respect to another's grief.

The Other Jerusalem

2008-11-25T07:10:00.000-08:00

Our first day in Israel we drove over to Jerusalem. We went from the seaside city of Tel Aviv to the ever-uphill Old City. The scenery changed drastically as we left our home away from home. The landscape turned green with many varieites of evergreen and at the same time the ground was covered in rock. It's like pines growing in the rocky desert. Here are a few photos you won't find on a tour to Jerusalem. It's the working side, the everyday side and notice how the roads all point up.

The Shuk

2008-11-20T08:08:00.000-08:00

Shuk Shopping

Most of the shopping is done at the shuk in Tel Aviv;

you walk everywhere and just pull your cart.

You can find almost anything.

The chickens come with their feet but most of their feathers are gone.

We are on our way to buy supplies for Thursday's meal.

We bought & peeled a lot of potatoes and carrots for the soup kitchen and Shabbat.

We didn't buy the meat below but I couldn't resist posting the picture.

No one seems to get sick from these open air markets...so different than our sterile, antibacterial world.

Debbi and I loved looking at all the spices. We weren't sure what they were.

These are just beautiful.

The smell of spices can overwhelm you as can the thoughts of how we could experiment with these unknowns.

The Kitchen

The soup kitchen and Shabbat lunches all start here. The kitchen is small in comparison to what it produces. Organization is key.

This is the store room for the church. It houses all the items needed for the ministries that go on all week. The totes hold the clothing that is distributed on Tuesdays. The clothing is put out so that it ressembles a store to help restore a little dignity to those who have nothing. Plastic bags are a hot item as the homeless keep their possessions in the bag and carry it until it falls apart or is taken. Everything is re-organized when the clothing distribution is over. I was amazed at how quickly the boxes emptied and you were left wondering and praying how you would help sipply those needs next Tues.

Home Again

2008-11-17T04:24:00.000-08:00

I thought I could post while in Israel....I was so wrong! We've been home two days from our two week stay. I'm trying to adjust to the time change but this morning I awoke at 2:30 a.m. Not very successful am I?

I can't find my usb cord so lots of pics are locked up in my camera. I did manage to take over 500 on Randy's camera and load them. Some of them are on facebook. The stories may take time to come out...there's a lot to process. I wish I had taken a bizillion more pictures like the time I melted down at Sambooki's in Jerusalem.

Israel

2008-11-05T11:45:00.000-08:00

We've been in Israel since Sunday. Great flights but we were worn out from flying and all our lay-0vers...no sleep time.We hit the pavement hard on Monday by going to Jerusalem. We entered the Old City through the Jaffa Gate. Our first glimpse of the Western Wall and the Mount of Olives was breathtaking...It's really like the pictures. We were able to go up on the Temple Mount. It was everyone's first time...even those who live here that went with us. We also visited the Garden Tomb but there were so many people it didn't seem right. Not the feeling I thought I would have had. We walked on top of the wall around the city, sat and watched as twilight fell on the city and saw an orthodox rabbi relieve himself on the outside of the old city walls. Isn't there something wrong with that picture? But there also aren't public restrooms to be found.

Tues. found us working the clothing distribution. We sorted clothes and helped those in need. One man was down to his last t-shirt so the size small things we brought we a God send. He was so blessed by the clothes we brought from Texas. This was followed by a ladies Bible study in the afternoon. It's interesting being in a study group with interpreters....it takes a while.

Wed. we shopped in the shuk for the Thurs. soup kitchen. I must retire...we have along day of peeling vegetables, cooking and waiting tables tomorrow. We pray we don't get lice or scabies as we serve and show the love of Jesus and hopefully they won't kiss us on the mouth!

I'll pst pictures as soon as I have time to sit for a few minutes. My camera is full of amazing pictures and I forgot the cord to download them...love you all

Packing the bags

2008-10-30T21:43:00.001-07:00

Just a few hours before we leave for Israel. I hope to keep everyone posted while we are away. Randy is a pro and it will take him twenty minutes to throw his things in a bag. I pack, unpack, think about it, throw it in, pull it back out....augh! I've been told I'm making this harder than I need to....ya think?