Thank you Soldier

We heard from one of our soldiers. He got to go home to spend Christmas with his family. What a blessing! He sent us a picture of him with his family. What a beautiful family he has! It is such a blessing to hear back from one of our soldiers! He will never know how much it means to us. God bless all our soldiers! May God keep you in his care and bring you home safely!

"Merry Christmas Soldier!"

Twas the night before Christmas, he lived all alone
In a one bedroom house made of plaster & stone.

I had come down the chimney with presents to give
And to see just who in this home did live.

I looked all about a strange sight I did see,
No tinsel, no presents, not even a tree.

No stocking by the fire, just boots filled with sand,
On the wall hung pictures of far distant lands.

With medals and badges, awards of all kind
A sober thought came through my mind.

For this house was different, so dark and dreary,
I knew I had found the home of a soldier, once I could see clearly.

I heard stories about them, I had to see more
So I walked down the hall and pushed open the door.

And there he lay sleeping silent alone,
Curled up on the floor in his one bedroom home.

His face so gentle, his room in such disorder,
Not how I pictured a United States soldier.

Was this the hero of whom I’d just read?
Curled up in his poncho, a floor for his bed?

His head was clean shaven, his weathered face tan,
I soon understood this was more then a man.

For I realized the families that I saw that night
Owed their lives to these men who were willing to fight.

Soon ‘round the world, the children would play,
And grownups would celebrate on a bright Christmas day.

They all enjoyed freedom each month of the day,
Because of soldiers like this one lying here.

I couldn’t help wonder how many lay alone
On a cold Christmas Eve in a land far from home.

Just the very thought brought a tear to my eye,
I dropped to my knees and started to cry.

The solder awakened and I heard a rough voice,
“Santa don’t cry, this life is my choice;

I fight for freedom, I don’t ask for more,
My life is my God, my country, my Corps.”

With that he rolled over and drifted off into sleep,
I couldn’t control it, I continued to weep.

I watched him for hours, so silent and still,
I noticed he shivered from the cold night’s chill.

So I took off my jacket, the one made of red,
And I covered this Soldier from his toes to his head.

And I put on his T-shirt of gray and black,
With an eagle and an Army patch embroidered on back.

And although it barely fit me, I began to swell with pride,
And for a shining moment, I was United States Army deep inside.

I didn’t want to leave him on that cold dark night,
This guardian of honor so willing to fight.

Then the soldier rolled over, whispered with a voice so clean and pure,
“Carry on Santa, it’s Christmas day, all is secure.”

One look at my watch, and I knew he was right,
Merry Christmas my friend, and to all a good night!

Written by a soldier... http://www.snopes.com/holidays/christmas/soldier.asp

Logan, the Sky Angel Cowboy!

Someone sent this link through our homeschool loop. Thought it was worth sharing. Thanks Tammy!

Drug Problem

My cousin Maryann sent this to me. Thought it was worth sharing...

One Way To Say Thank You Soldier...

Letter To God

According to snopes this story is true.
Our 14 year old dog, Abbey, died last month (8/23). The day after she died, my 4 year old daughter Meredith was crying and talking about how much she missed Abbey. She asked if we could write a letter to God so that when Abbey got to heaven, God would recognize her.

She dictated and I wrote:
Dear God,

Will you please take special care of our dog, Abbey? She died yesterday and is heaven. We miss her very much. We are happy that you let us have her as our dog even though she got sick. I hope that you will play with her. She likes to play with balls and swim before she got sick. I am sending some pictures of her so that when you see her in heaven you will know she is our special dog. But I really do miss her.

Love, Meredith Claire

P.S.: Mommy wrote the words after Mer told them to her

We put that in an envelope with 2 pictures of Abbey, and addressed it to God/Heaven. We put our return address on it. Then Mer stuck some stamps on the front (because, as she said, it may take lots of stamps to get a letter all the way to heaven) and that afternoon I let her drop it into the letter box at the post office.

For a few days, she would ask if God had gotten the letter yet. I told her that I thought He had. Yesterday, for Labor Day, we took the kids to Austin to a natural history museum. When we got back, there was a package wrapped in gold paper on our front porch. Curious, I went to look at it. It had a gold star card on the front and said "To: Mer" in an unfamiliar hand.

Meredith took it in and opened it. Inside was a book by Mr. Rogers, When a Pet Dies. Taped to the inside front cover was the letter we had written to God, in its opened envelope (which was marked 'Return to Sender: Insufficient address'). On the opposite page, one of the pictures of Abbey was taped under the words "For Meredith." We turned to the back cover, and there was the other picture of Abbey, and this handwritten note on pink paper:

Dear Mer,

I know that you will be happy to know that Abbey arrived safely and soundly in Heaven! Having the pictures you sent to me was such a big help. I recognized Abbey right away.

You know, Meredith, she isn't sick anymore. Her spirit is here with me - just like she stays in your heart - young and running and playing. Abbey loved being your dog, you know. Since we don't need our bodies in heaven, I don't have any pockets! - so I can't keep your beautiful letter. I am sending it to you with the pictures so that you will have this book to keep and remember Abbey.

One of my angels is taking care of this for me. I hope the little book helps.

Thank you for the beautiful letter. Thank your mother for sending it. What a wonderful mother you have! I picked her especially for you.

I send my blessings every day and remember that I love you very much. By the way, I am in heaven and wherever there is love.

Love, God, and the special angel who wrote this after God told her the words.

As a parent and a pet lover, this is one of the kindest things that I've ever experienced. I have no way to know who sent it, but there is some very kind soul working in the dead letter office. Just wanted to share this act of compassion

According to Cary Clack of the San Antonio Express-News, the tale is real. In mid-August 2006, the San Antonio family of Greg and Joy Scrivener and their three children suffered the loss of Abbey, their 14-year-old black and white dog. Driven by concern for their pet's future welfare, 4-year-old Meredith, the Scriveners' middle child, dictated the note quoted above to her mother, then enclosed it and two photos of the family dog in an envelope addressed "To: God in Heaven." This envelope, bearing the family's return address, was dropped into a mailbox at the Brook Hollow post office.

Two weeks later, the Scriveners found on their front porch a package wrapped in gold-colored paper and addressed "To: Mer." In the parcel, along with the letter from "God" quoted above, was a book by Fred Rogers (of TV's Mr. Rogers' Neighborhood fame), When a Pet Dies (a book that "helps children share feelings of the loss of a pet while offering reassurance that grieving is a natural, healing thing to do").

According to her mother, Meredith was comforted by the book and letter and was unastounded that God saw fit to write back. "She wasn't surprised because she had such faith that her letter was going to get to God." (The oldest of the Scrivener children, 6-year-old Andy, was impressed, though: He "thought it was pretty special his sister got a book from the angel," says his mum.)

While Mrs. Scrivener considered asking at the post office about the package, she decided against it. "I kind of like not knowing," she said. "I don't know who took the time to do it, but it was an angel. We all think about doing these things, but no one takes the time to do it."

Thank You Soldier!

Earlier in the year we adopted 4 soldiers. Yesterday we got an email from one of our soldiers. It was so cool to hear from our soldier. We did not go into it with the expectation of ever hearing back from one of them. That is not the reason we did it. We wanted to support our troops and show them some apprecation for what they are doing for our country... for us! Thank you soldier for taking the time out of your day to write to us.

Ice Storm

We had a ice storm here and power had been off for days. We finally got PSO back on last night.

The Smell Of Rain

True Story... http://www.snopes.com/glurge/rain.asp

A cold March wind danced around the dead of night in Dallas as the doctor walked into the small hospital room of Diana Blessing. She was still groggy from surgery.

Her husband, David, held her hand as they braced themselves for the latest news. That afternoon of March 10, 1991 , complications had forced Diana, only 24-weeks pregnant, to undergo an emergency Cesarean to deliver couple's new daughter, Dana Lu Blessing.

At 12 inches long and weighing only one pound nine ounces, they already knew she was perilously premature.

Still, the doctor's soft words dropp ed like bombs.

'I don't think she's going to make it,' he said, as kindly as he could.

'There's only a 10-percent chance she will live through the night, and even then, if by some slim chance she does make it, her future could be a very cruel one'

Numb with disbelief, David and Diana listened as the doctor described the devastating problems Dana would likely face if she survived.

She would never walk, she would never talk, she would probably be blind, and she would certainly be prone to other catastrophic conditions from cerebral palsy to complete mental retardation, and on and on.

'No! No!' was all Diana could say.

She and David, with their 5-year-old son Dustin, had long dreamed of the day they would have a daughter to become a family of four.

Now, within a matter of hours, that dream was slipping away

But as those first days passed, a new agony set in for David and Diana. Because Dana's underdeveloped nervous system was essentially 'raw', the lightest kiss or caress only intensified her discomfort, so they couldn't even cradle their tiny baby girl against their chests to offer the strength of their love.

All they could do, as Dana struggled alone beneath the ultraviolet light in the tangle of tubes and wires, was to pray that God would stay close to their precious little girl.

There was never a moment when Dana suddenly grew stronger.

But as the weeks went by, she did slowly gain an ounce of weight here and an ounce of strength there.

At last, when Dana turned two months old. her parents were able to hold her in their arms for the very first time.

And two months later, though doctors continued to gently but grimly warn that her chances of surviving, much less living any kind of normal life, were next to zero, Dana went home from the hospital, just as her mother had predicted.

Five years later, when Dana was a petite but feisty young girl with glittering gray eyes and an unquenchable zest for life.

She showed no signs whatsoever of any mental or physical impairment. Simply, she was everything a little girl can be and more. But that happy ending is far from the end of her story.

One blistering afternoon in the summer of 1996 near her home in Irving , Texas , Dana was sitting in her mother's lap in the bleachers of a local ball park where her brother Dustin's baseball team was practicing.

As always, Dana was chattering nonstop with her mother and several other adults sitting nearby when she suddenly fell silent Hugging her arms across her chest, little Dana asked, 'Do you smell that?'

Smelling the air and detecting the approach of ! a thunderstorm, Diana replied, 'Yes, it smells like rain.'

Dana closed her eyes and again asked, 'Do you smell that?'

Once again, her mother replied, 'Yes, I think we're about to get wet. It smells like rain.'

Still caught in the moment, Dana shook her head, patted her thin shoulders with her small hands and loudly announced, 'No, it smells like Him.

It smells like God when you lay your head on His chest.'

Tears blurred Diana's eyes as Dana happily hopped down to play with the other children.

Before the rains came, her daughter's words confirmed what Diana and all the members of the extended Blessing family had known, at least in their hearts, all along.

During those long days and nights of her first two months of her life, when her nerves were too sensitive for them to touch her, God was holding Dana on His chest and it is His loving scent that she remembers so well.

Kendra's Recent Drawings

I love these!

Christmas With A Captial "C"

Sorry I have not posted in awhile but I have had a LOT going on in my life with my Mom being in ICU etc... You can catch up with it all on my website.
"Walking With The Lord"

In the mean time check out this video it is pretty cool.
Be sure to pause the music on the right side of my blog before starting the video.

His Love For Us...

I do not understand the words in the song but still a touching video.

Build A Bridge And Get Over It!

Whatever your cross,
whatever your pain,
there will always be sunshine,
after the rain ....
Perhaps you may stumble,
perhaps even fall,
But God's always ready,
To answer your call ...
He knows every heartache,
sees every tear,
A word from His lips,
can calm every fear ...
Your sorrows may linger,
throughout the night,
But suddenly vanish,
dawn's early light ...
The Savior is waiting,
somewhere above,
To give you His grace,
and send you His love ..
Whatever your cross,
whatever your pain,
"God always sends rainbows ....
after the rain ... "

Crabby Old Man

My friend Gloria sent this to me... Thanks Gloria!

When an old man died in the geriatric ward of a small hospital near Tampa , Florida , it was believed that he had nothing left of any value.

Later, when the nurses were going through his meager possessions, They found this poem. Its quality and content so impressed the staff that copies were made and distributed to every nurse in the hospital.

One nurse took her copy to Missouri The old man's sole bequest to posterity has since appeared in the Christmas edition of the News Magazine of the St. Louis Association for Mental Health. A slide presentation has also been made based on his simple, but eloquent, poem.

And this little old man, with nothing left to give to the world, is now the author of this "anonymous" poem winging across the Internet.


Crabby Old Man

What do you see nurses? ......What do you see?
What are you thinking......when you're looking at me?
A crabby old man,.....not very wise,
Uncertain of habit ........with faraway eyes?

Who dribbles his food.......and makes no reply.
When you say in a loud voice ."I do wish you'd try!"
Who seems not to notice .....the things that you do.
And forever is losing .............. A sock or shoe?

Who, resisting or not...........lets you do as you will,
With bathing and feeding The long day to fill?
Is that what you're thinking?.......Is that what you see?
Then open your eyes, nurse......you're not looking at me.

I'll tell you who I am .......... As I sit here so still,
As I do at your bidding,.......as I eat at your will.
I'm a small child of Ten.......with a father and mother,
Brothers and sisters .who love one another

A young boy of Sixteen .......with wings on his feet
Dreaming that soon now...........a lover he'll meet.
A gro om soon at Twenty ........my heart gives a leap.
Remembering, the vows........that I promised to keep.

At Twenty-Five, now .......... I have young of my own.
Who need me to guide .And a secure happy home.
A man of Thirty . My young now grown fast,
Bound to each other ........ With ties that should last.

At Forty, my young sons ....have grown and are gone,
But my woman's beside me.......to see I don't mourn.
At Fifty, once more, ....... Babies play 'round my knee,
Again, we know children . My loved one and me.

Dark days are upon me . My wife is now dead.
I look at the future ............I shudder with dread.
For my young are all rearing......young of their own.
And I think of the years...... And the love that I've known.

I'm now an old man.........and nature is cruel.
Tis jest to make old age ........look like a fool.
The body, it crumbles.... ......grace and vigor, depart.
There is now a stone........where I once had a heart.

But inside this old carcass ..... A young guy still dwells,
And now and again ........my battered heart swells.
I remember the joys.............. I remember the pain.
And I'm loving and living.............life over again.

I think of the years all too few......gone too fast.
And accept the stark fact........that nothing can last.
So open your eyes, people .........open and see..
Not a crabby old man.....Look closer....see. .......ME!!

Remember this poem when you next meet an older person who you might brush aside without looking at the young soul within.....we will all, one day, be there, too!

To Honor 3 Soldiers

Remember to pause the music on the right side of my blog before you start the video.

Vietnam Veteran Moving Wall Memorial at Blue Bell

This half size replica of the original wall was in Broken Arrow and we had the honor of seeing it. Thank you Kari for helping put this together.
Make sure you pause the music on the side of my blog before starting the video.

Church Bulletins

Got this from a friend...some of them are cute. Thanks Dean and Missy.

Subject: Church Bulletins

Church Bulletins They're Back! Those wonderful Church Bulletins! Thank God for church ladies with typewriters. These sentences actually appeared in church bulletins or were announced in church services:

The Fasting & Prayer Conference includes meals.

The sermon this morning: "Jesus Walks on the Water." The sermon tonight: "Searching for Jesus."

Ladies, don't forget the rummage sale. It's a chance to get rid of those things not worth keeping around the house. Bring your husbands.

Remember in prayer the many who are sick of our community.

Don't let worry kill you off - let the Church help.

Miss Charlene Mason sang "I will not come this way again," giving obvious pleasure to many in the congregation.

For those of you who have children and don't know it, we have a nursery downstairs.

Next Thursday there will be try outs for the choir. They need all the help they can get.

Irving Benson and Jessie Carter were married on October 24 in the church. So ends a friendship that began in their school days.

Eight new choir robes are currently needed due to the addition of several new members and to the deterioration of some older ones.

Scouts are saving aluminum cans, bottles and other items to be recycled. Proceeds will be used to cripple children.

Please place your donation in the envelope along with the deceased person you want remembered.

The church will host an evening of fine dining, super entertainment and gracious hostility.

Potluck supper Sunday at 5:00 PM - prayer and medication to follow.

The pastor would appreciate it if the ladies of the congregation would lend him their electric girdles for the pancake breakfast next Sunday.

Low Self Esteem Support Group will meet Thursday at 7 PM. Please use the back door.

Weight Watchers will meet at 7 PM at the First Presbyterian Church. Please use large double door at the side entrance.

The eighth-graders will be presenting Shakespeare's Hamlet in the Church basement Friday at 7 PM. The congregation is invited to attend this tragedy.

Pastor Updyke unveiled the church's new tithing campaign slogan last Sunday with the slogan: "I Upped My Pledge - Up Yours"

We is friends...

Thought this was cute.

Shoplifting Seagull

This is true... I checked it out on snopes.
A seagull in Scotland has developed the habit of stealing chips from a neighborhood shop.

The seagull waits until the shopkeeper isn't looking, and then walks into the store and grabs a snack-size bag of cheese Doritos.

Once outside, the bag gets ripped open and shared by other birds.

The seagull's shoplifting started early this month when he first swooped into the store in Aberdeen, Scotland, and helped himself to a bag of chips. Since then, he's become a regular. He always takes the same type of chips.

Customers have begun paying for the seagull's stolen bags of chips because they think it's so funny.

Favorites

These two are my favorites: The AR-15 and the Glock 21. The Hubby has a story he likes to tell his buddies. When he got the 45mm it was suppose to be for him. He bought me the 9mm. But after shooting the Glock 21 I told him that I was taking the 45. You would think that the bigger calibur would have more of a kick but not so with the Glock 21. It was so smooth it became my favorite pistol. And of course without question the AR-15 is my all time favorite.

Friendship Ball

Here it goes. Throw it back to someone who means something to you!

A ball is a circle, no beginning, no end. It keeps us together like our Circle of Friends. But the treasure inside for you to see is the treasure of friendship you've granted to me.

Today I pass the friendship ball to you.

Pass it on to someone who is a friend to you.

MY OATH TO YOU...

When you are sad.....I will dry your tears.

When you are scared.....I will comfort your fears.

When you are worried.....I will give you hope.

When you are confused.....I will help you cope.

And when you are lost....And can't see the light, I shall be your beacon.....Shining ever so bright.

This is my oath.....I pledge till the end.

Why you may ask?.....Because you're my friend.

Signed: GOD

Do I Make You Proud

Do I make you proud lyrics by Taylor Hicks.
Taylor Hicks Americal Idol 2006

I've never been the one to raise my hand,
That was not me and now that's who I am

Because of you I am standing tall,
My heart is full of endless gratitude,
You were the one, the one to guide me through,
Now I can see and I believe it's only just beginning

Chorus-
This what we dream about
but the only question with me now
Is do I make you proud
Stronger than I've ever been NOW
Never been afraid of standing out
But do I make you proud

I guess I've learned, to question is to grow
That you still have faith, is all I need to know
I've learned to love, myself in spite of me
And I've learned to walk, the road that I believe

This what we dream about
but the only question with me now
Is do I make you proud
Stronger than I've ever been NOW
Never been afraid of standing out
But do I make you proud

Everybody needs to rise up
Everybody needs to be loved, to be loved

This what we dream about
but the only question with me now
Is do I make you proud
Stronger than I've ever been NOW
Never been afraid of standing out
But do I make you proud

This what we dream about
but the only question with me now
Is do I make you proud
Stronger than I've ever been NOW
Never been afraid of standing out
But do I make you proud

Do I make you proud?
Do I make you proud?

Make sure you pause the music on the right hand side of my blog before starting the video.

Dueling Computers

I got this from a fellow home schooler in my email this morning and thought it was worth posting...

Jesus and Satan were having an on-going argument about who was better on the computer. They had been going at it for days, and frankly God was tired of hearing all the bickering.

Finally fed up, God said, "THAT'S IT! I have had enough. I am going to set up a test that will run for two hours, and from those results, I will judge who does the better job."

So Satan and Jesus sat down at the keyboards and typed away.

They moused.

They faxed.

They e-mailed.

They e-mailed with attachments.

They downloaded.

They did spreadsheets!

They wrote reports.

They created labels and cards.

They created charts and graphs.

They did some genealogy reports

They did every job known to man.

Jesus worked with heavenly efficiency and Satan was faster than hell.

Then, ten minutes before their time was up, lightning suddenly flashed across the sky, thunder rolled, rain poured, and, of course, the power went off..

Satan stared at his blank screen and screamed every curse word known in the underworld.

Jesus just sighed.

Finally the electricity came back on, and each of them restarted their computers. Satan started searching frantically, screaming:

"It's gone! It's all GONE! "I lost everything when the power went out!"

Meanwhile, Jesus quietly started printing out all of his files from the past two hours of work.

Satan observed this and became irate.

"Wait!" he screamed. "That's not fair! He cheated! How come he has all his work and I don't have any?"

God just shrugged and said,

JESUS SAVES

Coming Home

I thought this song was beautiful. On my music to the right hand side of my blog you can click on the song to hear it. Or you can hear it at The Holliday web site of a fallen soldier. There is a beautiful tribute to their son there.

Coming Home
lyrics by John Legend.

A father waits upon a son
A mother prays for his return
I just called to see
If you still have a place for me

We know that like took us apart
But you're still within my heart
I go to sleep and feel your spirit next to me

I'll make it home again
I pray you'll fall in love again
Just say you'll entertain the possibility
I learned enough from my mistakes
Learned from all I didn't say
Won't you wait for me

It may be long to get me there
It feels like I've been everywhere
But someday I'll be coming home
Round and round the world will spin
Oh, the circle never ends
So you know that I'll be coming home

We fight to stay alive
But somebody's got to die
It's so strange to me
A new year, a new enemy

Another soldier gone to war
Another story told before
Now it's told again
It seems the wars will never end

But we'll make it home again
Back where we belong again
We're holding on to when
We used to dare to dream
We pray we live to see
Another day in history
Yes we still believe

It may be long to get me there
It feels like I've been everywhere
But someday I'll be coming home
Round and round the world will spin
Oh, the circle never ends
So you know that I'll be coming home

I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming
You know that I'll be coming home

It may be long to get me there
It feels like I've been everywhere
But someday I'll be coming home
Round and round the world will spin
Oh, the circle never ends
So you know that I'll be coming home

Apopting Soldiers Update

In an earlier post I mentioned we put in to adopt 4 soldiers through the Adoptaplatoon organization. So far we have 3 soldiers now. There are several options you can choose to support our troops. We chose the pen pal option. Where you commit to sending a card or email once a week to each soldier. You can adopt 1 or up to 4 soldiers. We chose 4 because I figured we could do this as a family. We can also send packages too but committed to being a pen pal because I know this is something we can do all the time. Anyway we got 2 more troops today. They both are in the Army Infantry. Funny but I did not notice it till I mailed off a letter to each of them that the two we got today were in the same unit. :) I am so happy to do this! This is how we all can show our support for them. Sending a card once a week doesn't take much time out of our day. You may say what would I say to them? Even if you only say you are thinking of them and sign your name. You are letting them know we are proud of them and are praying for their safety. Doing something for someone you do not know personally to let them know they are not forgotten. No one wants war! But the men and women over there have a job to do... they are fighting for YOUR freedom and need your support. They are someone sons or daughters over there. You are supporting the soldier!

Mailing Packages to our Troops

Since Priority Mail® service supplies are the packaging of choice for families preparing care packages for service members overseas, the USPS® has created a "Mili-kit" based on the items most frequently requested by the military.

The kit contains:

• Three (3) each of flat rate boxes O-FRB1 and O-FRB2
• Two (2) each of Cube boxes OBOX7
• Address labels - Label # 228 8 each
• Address labels - Label # 106-A 1 each
• Customs FORM 2976-A 8 EA.
• Customs FORM 2976-E 8 EA.

The kit may be requested by calling 1-800-610-8734 (Packing Supply) and:

1. Choose your language (1 is English, 2 is Spanish).
2. Choose option 1 (it states it is for Express Mail® service, Priority Mail or Global Express Guaranteed®).
3. When you reach a live agent, request CAREKIT04.
4. Please allow 7-10 days for delivery.

Note: These are free supplies, postage must be affixed.

Additionally, you can find guidelines for packing, addressing, and shipping items to U.S. troops at www.usps.com/supportingourtroops/.

Lessons on how to maneuver around your PC

I found this pretty cool site that shows a person how to do things on the computer.
The insides and outs of computer. Really cool for lessons to teach your kids or just for someone to learn how to maneuver around their PC. It even has worksheets to test you after you have taken the lesson.
Here are some of the topics:
Lesson 1: Outer Hardware
Lesson 2: Hardware on the Inside
Lesson 3: Bits & Bytes
Lesson 4: Storage
Lesson 5: Programs
Lesson 6: Operating Systems
Lesson 7: Files & Folders
Lesson 8a: The Mac Desktop
Lesson 8b: The Windows Desktop
Lesson 9: Knowing Your System
Lesson 10: Computer Care & Safety

Moving Wall coming to Broken Arrow Oklahoma

This is a video of the Moving Wall when it was in Poteau Oklahoma in 2006.
The moving wall is coming to Broken Arrow this month and we plan to go see it.

100% True

This should probably be taped to your bathroom mirror where one could read it every day. You may not realize it, but it's 100% true.

1. There are at least two people in this world that you would die for.

2. At least 15 people in this world love you in some way.

3. The only reason anyone would ever hate you is because they want to be just like you.

4. A smile from you can bring happiness to anyone, even if they don't like you.

5. Every night, SOMEONE thinks about you before they go to sleep.

6. You mean the world to someone.

7. You are special and unique.

8. Someone that you don't even know exists loves you.

9. When you make the biggest mistake ever, something good comes from it.

10 When you think the world has turned its back on you take another look.

11 Always remember the compliments you received. Forget about the rude remarks.

Good friends are like stars....... You don't always see them, But you know they are always there.

Whenever God Closes One Door He Always Opens Another,

I would rather have one rose and a kind word from a friend while I'm herethan a whole truck load when I'm gone.

Happiness keeps You Sweet, Trials keep You Strong, Sorrows keep You Human, Failures keeps You Humble, Success keeps You Glowing, But Only God keeps You Going

Shadow Pupppets

This is really cool... thanks Mark for sending it.

Adopting Soldiers

We signed up to Adopt 4 Soldiers as pen pals. You sign up and give them your information and then they call you back to verify you are who you say you are. This is for the protection of the troops they do not just give out information on them like that. I sent in our information the other day and they called me tonight. You can choose from one to four troops and I chose four because I am going to make this something we can do as a family. We want to show our support for our troops. This is so cool! I would encourage everyone to do this! You could do one or two. All you have to do is send cards and email them and if you want to send packages you can do that too. The lady I talked to said she was sending my information to their home office and it would take about 4 weeks to get the contact information back. I am excited!

We Shall Never Forget...

Red Skelton's Pledge of Allegiance

Rememberance of September 11th

As I consider what tomorrow brings it makes me remember many things. Tomorrow would have been my sister Sherrie's birthday. It also makes me think of what happened to America on that day in 2001. How we were attacked by terrorists.
I remember back when "Desert Storm"was going on. At that time we could show our support to our troops by writing to Any Service Member. I did this and sent packages with tapes I made with patriotic songs (mostly rock n roll songs) I conversed with many a soldiers that way. But after 2001 we were no longer able to write to any soldier. You had to have a specific name and address for security reasons. I completely understand why for the soldiers safety this had to change but still it saddens me to not be able to show them that we are behind them and support them. So I have been wanting to find different avenues to show our support for them.
One way... our homeschool support group takes names from the mom's in our group who have soldiers and we send packages. But there has to be more ways so I am going to research this and will post what I find on this blog at a later date.

Update:
I have decided to make a list on the side of my blog for ways to show your support. I will continue to add to the list as I find things.

My Favorite Jet~ The Harrier

Below is a really cool video on the Harrier. And here are some Links for videos on the Harrier
After you watch the Harrier Boom check out this one too. I really like this video too...JUMP

Flight Deck Man

This is pretty cool From darianryder on youtube.

Insane flight deck operations on an aircraft carrier, the USS Enterprise. Watch the Yellow Shirt "shooters" at work. In the first two launches are the man I have titled Flight Deck Man...the guy is either fearless or insane as he signals just under the aircraft wing and then ducks on launch of the jet!

Blackhawk

Since the hubby was a Blackhawk Crew Chief in the Army and I love Blackhawks. I thought this video was pretty cool...

Dedication to Jason LaFleur

A Heroes Dedication
One of the soldiers that died along side Jaron Holliday

Here On This Battlefield

Semper Fi

Every wonder what the word Semper Fi means?
I decided to find out.
The word Semper Fi is a moto used by the U.S. Marines.
It is taken from the Latin word Semper fidelis... meaning "Always Faithful"
The following is taken from the Marine Corp site:

“Semper Fidelis” (“Always Faithful”) is the motto of the Corps. That Marines have lived up to this motto is proved by the fact that there has never been a mutiny, or even the thought of one, among U.S. Marines.

Semper Fidelis was adopted about 1883 as the motto of the Corps. Before that, there had been three mottoes, all traditional rather than official. The first, antedating the War of 1812, was “Fortitudine” (“With Fortitude”). The second, “By Sea and by Land,” was obviously a translation of the Royal Marine’s “Per Mare, Per Terram.” Until 1848, the third motto was “To the Shores of Tripoli,” in commemoration of O’Bannon’s capture of Derna in 1805. In 1848, after the return to Washington of the Marine battalion that took part in the capture of Mexico City, this motto was revised to: “From the Halls of the Montezumas to the Shores of Tripoli" – a line now familiar to all Americans. This revision of the Corps motto in Mexico has encouraged speculation that the first stanza of “The Marines’ Hymn” was composed by members of the Marine battalion who stormed Chapultepec Castle.

It may be added that the Marine Corps shares its motto with England’s Devonshire Regiment, the 11th Foot, one of the senior infantry regiments of the British Army, whose sobriquet is “the Bloody Eleventh” and whose motto is also Semper Fidelis.

I have seen this phrase on many military sites and I wanted to know its meaning. I think it is really cool!

Exercise Your Rights

I was tinkering around on my good friend Kimberly's blog and I clicked on a post she had and I found this and thought it was cool. There is so many things said about how guns are bad but it is not the guns but the people who do the bad things. We have the right to bear arms to protect our families and those we love. I would not want to be put in the position where I could only sit back and watch my loved ones put in harms way and not be able to protect them.

The Hummer ~ Fallen Heroes

CAMP PENDLETON , Calif.

Karla Comfort received a lot of looks and even some salutes from people when she drove from Benton, Ark., to Camp Pendleton, Calif., in her newly-painted, custom Hummer H3 on March 2. The vehicle is adorned with the likeness of her son, 20-year-old Lance Cpl. John M. Holmason, and nine other Marines with F Company, 2nd Battalion, 7th Marine Regiment, 1st Marine Division who where all killed by the same improvised explosive device blast in Fallujah , Iraq , in December.

For Karla Comfort, having the vehicle air brushed with the image of the 10 Marines was a way to pay homage to her hero and his fellow comrades who fell on Iraq's urban battlefield. "I wanted to let people know (Marines) are doing their jobs honorably, and some of them die," said the 39-year-old from Portland , OR . "I don't want people to forget the sacrifices that my son and the other Marines made."

Leading up to her son's death, Karla Comfort had received several letters from him prior to his return. He had been deployed for five months, and Comfort "worried everyday he was gone until she got the letters and found out the date he was coming home," she said.

Marines knocked on the front door of her home in Farmington , Mich. , at 3 am with the dreadful news.

"I let my guard down when I found out he was coming home," she said. "There are times that I still cannot believe it happened. It's very hard to deal with."

Karla Comfort came up with the idea for the rolling memorial when she and her two other sons attended John's funeral in Portland, Ore.

"I saw a Vietnam (War) memorial on a car, and I said to my son Josh, 'we should do something like that for John,' she recalled. "He loved Hummers ".

She purchased the vehicle in January and immediately took it to AirbrushGuy & Co. in Benton , Ark. , where artist Robert Powell went to work on changing the plain, black vehicle into a decorative, mobile, art piece.

"I only had the vehicle for two days before we took it in," she joked.

Karla Comfort gave Powell basic instructions on what to include in the paint job. But in addition to the image of her son in Dress Blues and the faces of the nine other Marines, there were seve ral surprises. "He put a lot more on than I expected," she said. "I think my favorite part is the heaven scene."

On the left side of the vehicle, a detail of Marines are depicted carrying their fallen comrades through the clouds to their final resting place. The American flag drapes across the hood, the words, "Semper Fi" crown the front windshield and the spare tire cover carries the same Eagle Globe and Anchor design that her son had tattooed on his back.

"All the support I have been getting is wonderful," she said.

Karla Comfort decided to move back to her hometown of Portland, and making the cross-country trip from Arkansas was a way for her to share her son's story. It's also her way of coping with the loss.

"Along the way I got nothing but positive feedback from people," she said. "What got to me was when people would salute the guys (Marines). It's hard to look at his picture. I still cry and try to get used to the idea, but it's hard to grasp the idea that he's really gone."

Let's get this Hummer going around the world!

PLEASE .. Pass it on
If you go here you can see all the images upclose.
Honor The Fallen

Iraqi Woman In Grocery Store

Not sure if this is true. I checked it out on snopes and it was undetermined if it was true. Still think it was worth posting. Thanks Tina!

One of my sons serves in the military. He is still stateside, here in California. He called me yesterday to let me know how warm and welcoming people were to him and his troops. Everywhere he goes, telling me how people shake their hands, and thank them for being willing to serve, and fight, for not only our own freedoms but so that others may have them also.

But he also told me about an incident in the grocery store he stopped at yesterday, on his way home from the base. He said that ahead of several people in front of him stood a woman dressed in a berkha. He said when she got to the cashier she loudly remarked about the U.S. flag lapel pin the cashier wore on her smock. The cashier reached up and touched the pin, and said proudly," Yes, I always wear it and probably always will."

The woman in the burkha then asked the cashier when she was going to stop bombing her countrymen, explaining that she was Iraqi. A gentleman standing behind my son stepped forward, putting his arm around my son's shoulders, and nodding towards my son, said in a calm and gentle voice to the Iraqi woman: "Lady, hundreds of thousands of men and women like this young man have fought and died so that YOU could stand here , in M Y country and accuse a check-out cashier of bombing YOUR countrymen. It is my belief that had you been this outspoken in YOUR own country, we wouldn't need to be there today. But, hey, if you have now learned how to speak out so loudly and clearly, I'll gladly buy you a ticket and pay your way back to Iraq so you can straighten out the mess in YOUR country that you are obviously here in MY country to avoid."

Everyone within hearing distance cheered!

IF YOU AGREE, pass this on to all your proud American friends.

I just did.

Blue Star Mom's Adopt A Soldier

Show your patriotic spirit and let America's heroes know they have your support by adopting a soldier!

Since the Oklahoma Blue Star Mothers was founded four years ago, we've had numerous requests from individuals wanting APO/FPO addresses so that they themselves could send out packages to our troops. We were unable to help these individuals because, for security reasons, we cannot divulge these addresses.

As a result, Oklahoma Chapter One has teamed up with Mix 96 FM to offer Adopt a Troop. This is a way for individuals to purchase and package their own Freedom Box.

All you have to do is purchase the items from the Adopt a Soldier Shopping List and bring them by the Oklahoma Chapter One offices, located at 2198-B South Sheridan, Tulsa (by the old Casa Bonita).

In addition to the items you provide, Oklahoma Chapter One will add an American flag bandana and cards and letters from Oklahomans to each box.

If you would like to add a special hand-held game, DVD or CD along with a letter or card telling the soldier you have "adopted" them and would like to keep in touch, that will be added to the top of your box.

Include a $20 check, money order or cash to pay postage for each soldier you adopt. We supply a box which you can choose to pack on your own, with the assistance of an OKBSM volunteer, or packed by an OKBSM volunteer.

Soldiers with Oklahoma ties are chosen at random. Shipments are usually mailed on Saturdays.

To get started, print off our Introduction Letter and Adopt a Soldier Shopping List.

Jesus is Everything...

I liked this video.

ARE YOU READY?

This is really cool!

Psalm 23

A friend of ours sent this to me. Thanks Ruben! This is way too cute!

Beauty of Math

A fellow homeschooler sent this to me. Thanks Cindy!

And look at this symmetry:
101%

From a strictly mathematical viewpoint:

What Equals 100%? What does it mean to give MORE than 100%?

Ever wonder about those people who say they are giving more than 100%?

We have all been in situations where someone wants you to GIVE OVER 100%.

How about ACHIEVING 101%?

What equals 100% in life?

Here's a little mathematical formula that might help answer these questions:

If:

A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z

Is represented as:

1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26.

If:

H-A-R-D-W-O-R- K

8+1+18+4+23+15+18+11 = 98%

And:

K-N-O-W-L-E-D-G-E

11+14+15+ 23+12+5+4+7+5 = 96%

But:

A-T-T-I-T-U-D-E

1+20+20+9+20+21+4+5 = 100%

THEN, look how far the love of God will take you:

L-O-V-E-O-F-G-O-D

12+15+22+5+15+6+7+15+4 = 101%

Therefore, one can conclude with mathematical certainty that:

While Hard Work and Knowledge will get you close, and Attitude will get you there,

It's the Love of God that will put you over the top!

Iraq war victim is honored

JAMES GIBBARD / Tulsa World The family of Army Cpl. Jaron D. Holliday — including his sister, Jada (left), 7; father, John Holliday; mother, Kelly Holliday; and brother Jeremiah, 9 — release doves Monday at his burial at Memorial Park Cemetery in Tulsa. Holliday, of Broken Arrow, was killed Aug. 4 in Iraq.

By MANNY GAMALLO World Staff Writer

8/14/2007

Last Modified: 8/14/2007 3:23 AM

The life of Cpl. Jaron Duvall Holliday is celebrated in a memorial service.

Family and friends who came together Monday to celebrate the life of Army Cpl. Jaron Duvall Holliday heard repeated testimonials to the young man's infectious smile and the spirit of joy he brought to other.

Mourners nearly filled the 800-seat Tulsa Bible Church on South Sheridan Road for the 3-1/2-hour service, which paid lasting homage to his belief in God and the selfless courage he showed in defense of the nation.

It wasn't a funeral in the ordinary sense, but "A Home-going Celebration" for Holliday, 21, of Broken Arrow, who was killed in Iraq on Aug. 4 when his vehicle struck a roadside bomb at Hawr Rajab, south of Baghdad.

He was assigned to the 1st Squadron, 40th Cavalry Regiment, 4th Brigade Combat Team (Airborne), 25th Infantry Division at Fort Richardson, Alaska.

Two other soldiers from the same unit were killed with Holliday.

Ever since he was a youngster, Holliday dreamed of joining the military, and he enlisted in the Army two years ago.

He had been home-schooled, and graduated through the Christian Home Education
Fellowship of Oklahoma in 2004.

Friends, classmates and soldiers came together Monday to tell the Holliday family the impact he had on their lives.

Still recovering from a leg wound he suffered in Iraq, Army Spc. Juan Alcivar of New York told the Holliday family of the special qualities Jaron Holliday had.

Alcivar said he and Holliday did their basic training in Alaska, and remembered one day when the temperature was minus 58 degrees.

He said the soldiers stood around shivering when Holliday was the first to reach out with hugs to help warm their cold bodies.

"He had that kind of personality," Alcivar said. "That smile. That was Jaron. There was never a sad moment around him."

Through her tears, Mollie Putman of Indiana offered to help the Holliday family in any way she could.

She told the family her husband and Holliday were the best of friends in the Army, and how they vowed they would look after each other's family.

Her husband, Cpl. Cody Putman, 22, was killed in Iraq on April 12. He was also based at Fort Richardson.

Several clergymen who have known the Holliday family offered comforting words and kind remembrances of him.

Pastor Elisha Verge of Wichita, Kan., told the audience the Holliday family has moved from Kansas City to Milwaukee and then to Broken Arrow, and their sense of Christianity left a mark wherever they went.

Verge said Jaron Holliday went from having a Broken Arrow address to living on "Hallelujah Boulevard, around the corner from that glorious throne we'll all come one day to share."

"This young man," he said, "sacrificed his life for others."

Pastor Marshall Gordon with the Crossover Bible Church in Tulsa, where the Holliday family worships, told mourners that Jaron Holliday is in "the best place possible," and he urged them to rejoice in that thought.

Holliday's parents, Kelly and John Holliday, also spoke and thanked everyone for their kind words and encouragement.

John Holliday said his son was always able to turn a bad situation into a good one with his outpouring of love.

"I learned from him," the father said. "He didn't like to see people hurt," he said, telling mourners his son always rallied to the defense of the less fortunate.

"I'm going to miss him, our talks."

Then, looking down on the flag-draped coffin, John Holliday said, "Son, you did a good thing. You did good."

Kelly Holliday said the military was always part of her son's life.

"We're so very proud of our hero today," she said.

"Jaron," she said looking down at his casket, "you are truly my hero. You have finished strong."

Kelly Holliday, who has been diagnosed with cancer, received a standing ovation after she powerfully and passionately sang the hymn "It Is Well With My Soul" for the church.

Also receiving an unexpected standing ovation was Paul Andert, representing the World War II Veterans of Tulsa, in a presentation of a plaque honoring Holliday.

The Blue Star Mothers also honored the young soldier.

For his service in Iraq, Holliday was awarded the Bronze Star, as well as the Purple Heart.

Under blistering sunlight, mourners gathered at Memorial Park Cemetery, and watched in silence as a Fort Sill Army honor guard carried Holliday's coffin to its gravesite.

After a 21-gun salute and the playing of taps in tribute to Holliday, the honor guard ceremoniously folded the flag from his coffin.

The flag was presented to Kelly Holliday by Maj. Gen. Charlie Cartwright, commander of Future Combat Systems at St. Louis.

Doves were also released by John Holliday and his children.

In addition to his parents, Holliday is survived by a sister, Jada, and six brothers: John III, Joshua, Jeremiah, Josiah, Justus and Jamin.
Tulsa World Article

Gun Control Witness

THE SUZANNE HUPP GUN CONTROL WITNESS VIDEO

As a Gun Control Witness, Suzanne Hupp Tells Congress That We the People Need Guns to Defend Us Against Them!

Suzanne Hupp, a recent gun control witness testifying before Congress bluntly told the corrupt officials in the US government why we need to fight gun control.

“The Second Amendment is not about duck hunting. And I know I'm not going to make very many friend saying this. But it's about all rights. All of our rights to be able to protect ourselves from all of you guys up there.”

All we can say is, “Way to go Suzanne!”

The men and women who allow themselves to be pawns in the banksters’ New World Order game want nothing more than to make sure we’re all unarmed.

Every American needs to watch the Suzanne Hupp gun control witness video and gain an understanding of the Second Amendment to the Constitution.

Here’s a woman who lost her parents to a crazy man with a gun.

Many people might think that she’d be advocating gun control and wanting to disarm everyone.

But, she understands the truth: if her father had a gun that day, he’d most likely still be alive to be with her today.

The Bill of Rights

You Say... God Says

God has a positive answer:
YOU SAY...GOD SAYS BIBLE VERSES

You say: "It's impossible"
God says: All things are possible(Luke 18:27)

You say: "I'm too tired"
God says: I will give you rest(Matthew 11:28-30)

You say: "Nobody really loves me"
God says: I love you(John 3:1 6 & John3:34 )

You say: "I can't go on"
God says: My grace is sufficient(II Corinthians 12:9 & Psalm 91:15)

You say: "I can't figure things out"
God says: I will direct your steps(Proverbs 3:5- 6)

You say: "I can't do it"
God says: You can do all things( Philippians 4:13)

You say: "I'm not able"
God says: I am able(II Corinthians 9:8)

You say: "It's not worth it"
God says: It will be worth it(Roman 8:28 )

You say: "I can't forgive myself"
God says: I Forgive you(I John 1:9 & Romans 8:1)

You say: "I can't manage"
God says: I will supply all your needs( Philippians 4:19)

You say: "I'm afraid"
God says: I have not given you a spirit of fear(II Timothy 1:7)

You say: "I'm always worried and frustrated"
God says: Cast all your cares on ME(I Peter 5:7)

You say: "I'm not smart enough"
God says: I give you wisdom(I Corinthians 1:30)

You say: "I feel all alone"
God says: I will never leave you or forsake you(Hebrews 13:5)