I'm not crying...It's the onions!

Well, I'm a little sad. Yes it looks like I'm crying, but y'all, it was those strong onions! They say vidalia but I don't think their that sweet!.

Yesterday was the last of the pickle making. I can't believe that it is already over. Pickle making is only about 2 months and it went fast. And I can't believe how many cucumbers my little garden made!! It was awesome for a first time garden. I hope it pulls through next year. I mean, this year I didn't think there was ever going to be pickles. The first batch of plants died off and I had to scurry and find some plants to replant and start the garden over.  Just look at when we started and then yesterday with the last pick of the garden. It came a long way!

And the last day of canning, we got 33 pints! A great way to end the season. 

So here are the totals: drum roll please.......177 pints total made!! whoo hoo! And I can say no trips to the ER this year. But I did burn my finger on the hot water the last day! 

I want to give thanks to everyone that supported me, donated for my mission trips and prayed over me. It means a lot to have this support. 

I will continue to make pickles every year. I just love to do it and even though I don't make a lot off of them, It is something that I can do pretty good, so people tell me. And I like to bring joy to others too. 

I have to give a big thanks to my late G.ma Wix whose recipe I use. (even though it took me a few years to talk my cousin into giving it to me!!). 

So for now, I will enjoy my pickles, as long as they last, with my dinner. I am sure they won't last the year! Especially with my dad eating the whole jar when he opens it! 

Psalm 7:17: "I will give thanks to the Lord to his righteousness, and I will sing praise to the name of the Lord, the Most High."

Psalm 9:1, which says, "I will give thanks to the Lord with my whole heart; I will recount all of your wonderful deeds."

Psalm 136:1: "Give thanks to the Lord, for he is good. His love endures forever."

Love to all,

Helping me stay young, I think!

 Yep that's me when I was a toddler. Wasn't I soooo cute! And I need to remember how sweet and adorable I was as I work with the kids at church. 

But, I want to say to myself, what was I thinking! I mean, I started volunteering with the kids on Wednesday nights. I showed up this past Wednesday, our first time since breaking for the summer, not knowing what my "job" would be. Well, boy did I find out. 

Our ministry director gave me a book and said I was the kindergarten teacher. Well, I guess that is what I get for saying, "use me wherever the need is."And she did. But if I have learned anything from all the mission trips I have taken it is to BE FLEXIBLE! So I will.

Then I met my class. There is only 4, thank goodness. But LAWD have mercy! Energy does not explain what is happening in this class. They have so many words and can't sit still for a second. This is going to be a challenge for sure. The last 20 minutes of our time we are outside or in the gym. I am almost thinking that maybe this should be the first part! But we went outside to the playground area. I tried to play with them and they looked at me like I had 4 heads. What I thought I was being funny, they did not! I do have my work cut out for me with these kids. They are a tough group to win over.

I wonder if I was like that when I was young. I don't remember my kids being that way.

Luke 18:16; “But Jesus called the children to him and said, ‘Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of God belongs to such as these.’”

Matthew 18:3;“And he said: ‘Truly I tell you, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven.’”

Love to all, 

Back to normal, maybe

Well, things seem to be "back to normal" since coming home from my mission trip. I am not sure if I like normal anymore. I did have covid when I got back and thankfully that is gone, except for this lingering, nagging cough. But now being back into the same old routine, work, eat sleep, clean house, walk dog, make cucumbers.....I kinda miss the other stuff of when I am out on mission. So I am going to start volunteering at church with the KIDS!

What am I thinking! My kids are 29 yo, what do I know about kids nowadays. Well, I guess I will learn. I guess they will see me now as the memaw figure, (btw I don't want to be thought of as a memaw just yet!). Tomorrow is the training for awana's kids. It will be Wednesday nights starting next week. I pray that I have made the right choice. But what can go wrong? All you have to do is sing and play, right? I am sure they are going to wear me out, me being a memaw age!

I think since being back home, I have been a little more laid back. Not letting things bother me as much, and if it does, praying about it and then leaving it with God. Like yesterday at work. I had a patient family not happy with me not calling them to update them. I knew they would be in the hospital later that day and planned on talking with them then, but they were expecting me to call them. They were very upset with me (which is an understatement). Well they let me have it. I apologized but that was not enough. Sometimes you just gotta say, I'm sorry, and there is nothing more you can do but to just walk away. So I did just that. Now, I was trying to hold back my tears of frustration, but I got through it. And I am still showing up, doing my job for all my other patients today.

Whenever your frustrated or feel like your in a rut, look and examine what is going on. Maybe God is just leading you to something new. You have to be brave to listen and go do what He sets before you.  

 James 1:19; "My dear brothers and sisters, take note of this: Everyone should be quick to listen, slow to speak and slow to anger."

Isaiah 40:31: "Those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not faint."

 Love to all,

new me!

 

Sorry I have been away for a while. I went on a medical mission trip last week. Lots of great stories. Go to my other blog site for those! https://onemission4him.blogspot.com/

But as soon as I get back last Sunday, the next day I got so sick. I thought it was just a cold, especially since we had air conditioning Saturday night and we haven't had any all week. But Tuesday I was just feeling worse so I went to see the doctor and guess what? Yep, I'm sure you guessed....I tested positive for Covid.  I am here to tell you that covid sucks! I felt terrible and I didn't think I could sleep so much, but I did. But the meds the doc gave me worked like a charm. Thank goodness. I don't think I could take feeling the way I did any longer. I am such a baby when it comes to being sick. I feel better now, almost to normal, but still have this nagging cough. The kind of cough that people look at you like you are contagious. 

Well, now that I am feeling better and getting back out to normalcy, I did a thing...again. I got my hair cut. I couldn't take it any longer. I did last longer than I thought I would letting it grow out. I mean, give me a break, it was a year and half, but I just couldn't take it any more and all that goes with long hair and fixing it up any longer. And now, I won't have to deal with all the hair in the shower drain anymore!

My new style kinda gives an 80's vibe. I'm good with it.

Jeremiah 17:14 – "Heal me, O Lord, and I shall be healed; save me, and I shall be saved, for you are my praise."

Love to all,