A New Experience with Old Remembrances

So my ex (my son’s dad) started a new job driving a bus from hotels to the four major Disney theme parks. Tonight, we dropped my son off to ride around with him for a few hours to have time together without his new wife, quite literally the wicked stepmother from Cindarella and her ilk. And so it was new. We rode around exploring restaurants and shops and Disney Springs area while they rode on. It was quite a new experience to everyone’s contentment and happiness. And old remembrances washed over us as afterward we ate at Ponderosa, which I did not know still existed and which tastes exactly the same as I remember it from my childhood with daddy. ❤ And I tell you again and again that God is exquisitely good and it was again very good day with Him. Oh how I love God who continues to bless, regardless of what else goes on in the world. God blesses us as He blessed King Hezekiah who obeyed Him. It is truly a wonder how greatly God blesses, hears and protects those who obey and sincerely want to please Him!❤❤❤

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Working Good & Hard

Hurricane Irma did a wonderful thing for me. I should say that God did a wonderful thing through Hurricane Irma. He laid down the short front and long side jasmine walls. Now we get to put up a fence! Two walls front and back of jasmine gone! My nemesis is lessened and more time is freed up. And we will have a great fence for a dog. So exciting! So worked my tail off today cutting and removing the jasmine from the wire and it was really hard work but so good because I know eventually I will have much less maintenance work! Yay! I feel so blessed and thank God He strengthens me. More to go tomorrow, should be done by the end of the week and a new fence put in behind me. Yay!!!❤

Frog People/Poetry Against Drone People

American automatic amphibian

The frog changes so much

It starts unable to walk, just swim

With tail a wagging, needing, moving

It grows some legs and can swim faster still.

Still it is wagging, needing, moving

And then two more legs come out and it’s able

To now hop and need and move even more

And it eats with an automatic instinct, no thinking first

And it goes through life needing and moving

American automatic amphibian

Frog people I see, around me they live to

Move and need and eat automatically.

No precious love is seen in their eyes, 

Frog people move and need and grow and thrive

American automatic frog people.

Once was empathy, giving, sacrifice

Now there is mindless catching of flies

I refuse to be a frog lady. I refuse.

I will give, sacrifice, empathize, think, explore.

For God made frogs frogs and us so much more, as

American autonomous people.❤

When the Sun Shines Again

Acceptance is the sunshine in the sky

Until it comes, darkness a lights

And with its dawn, the sun shines anew

And everything rosy, no more blue.

Acceptance bring the warmth of peace

The gift of control to the Master’s feet

It accepts things as the way they are

And returns the hope that strayed afar

And worships God who is in control

And causes all things to ebb and to flow

And here I now am with sun on my face

And my humble heart stands in its place. ❤ 

Blessings of a Beautiful Picnic

The day was beautiful, the company enjoyable, our family relaxed, the pool immaculate and perfectly refreshing, great BBQ was served, and all was fantastic. And if your young preteen or teen child needs direction, a service mi daet, respect and honor training, the US NAVAL Sea Cadets and Sea Bees is certainly the way to go. They learn so much, are trained in skills and leadership and respect God first, country second and authorities third, exactly as it should be. So glad we went and what an amazing day!!! Thank you, God, for it! You are the Giver of all good things!! ❤

The Best Man I Know

The best man I know is the one who passed his Y chromosome down to me. Scientific and not romantic is the approach to this thesis, because if I lay my emotions out there, I will cry and not be logical so I am speaking from the doctor part of me. It is my rational, lab coat on side that has served me well long before obtaining a degree. But I digress. Here is why my daddy was the best man in the world (no offence other really magnificent men I have had the privilege of knowing): 1. He was loyal to his wife and family. This is beyond mere faithfulness, hard enough to come by these days, I know. But he was loyal to our family, meaning that our family unit was defended valiantly against anything coming against it. He would defend us, any of us, to the death and I was completely and utterly safe within his care. He knew his strength and ability beyond any hesitation, and he was a boxing instructor and drill instructor in the Marines and a strong fatmer and an excellent marksman to boot, so he really could defend us and would successfully, I never ever doubted that. Since safety is such a great need for a little girl, I grew up safe and secure. That is amazing to this little girl. My daddy also gave up his ex and three daughters for my mom and our family (mom required that of him, we never would have). He never looked back but probably always silently struggled with that decision but never showed that. 2. Daddy provided for us. My mom was a housewife and my sister and I went to private Christian school because he wanted to provide us the best education possible. I am certain that is why he worked so very much overtime, to provide for us. He sacrificed his free time for our education and mom being able to not work outside the home, which she absolutely did not want to do. He provided protection and paid the bills and we never wanted for anything we needed and most of what we wanted. He provided well. 3. Daddy was a strong manly Christian. That should have been first but I believe this is why he was loyal and a great provided. He loved Jesus. He taught me how to be moral and love Jesus too. He was man enough and convicted enough to drag me to church every time the doors were open. We sang together in a family quartet in churches in the area. We sang in the church choir and for church musicals my dad volunteered to be in, despite his hard work and limited time. My dad knew that some things are more important than rest and often told me he would rest in heaven. He is resting now but I bet more likely he is singing for Jesus right now with his angelic voice. 4. He was my rock. Again, because he lived Jesus, I could always count on him. All my life he would ask if I needed anything. He helped me with anything I needed ever. So here is my short list of why daddy was the best man on earth. The world was better for his having been here and I am who I am largely because of him. Thank you, daddy. See you soon in hew reaver for I think Jesus will take us home soon. Love and miss you, daddy. ❤❤❤