tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-99439842011-04-21T19:24:33.521-09:00Free thought....profound dribble from my brain. I thank God that I have the privlege to do this.Horse Ladyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11935128207441599368noreply@blogger.comBlogger351100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9943984.post-73842040935009371262009-03-08T10:25:00.002-09:002009-03-08T10:26:47.345-09:00

What does this have to do with what I am supposed to do? I kept thinking, “I love to work with dogs,” and “ I love to serve people”. HOWEVER, the serving people is more a “brain-work” serving not a “do something for” serving. I love teaching, I loved being an EMT-I, I love organizing, I hated being a waitress.How do those things work together? Oh yeah, I always wanted to try “therapy dog” work.

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Spinning my wheels, I tried focusing on what is it that I should/want to do..? My core function has ALWAYS been involved with animals. My science, my art, my hobbies….everything. When I drive down the road, I don’t look at people’s clothing, their homes or landscaping, I look for animals: birds, squirrels, dogs, cows, donkeys, vultures, horses, even road-kill….God made me that way. It may have

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Destiny has been on my mind lately. Unfortunately, I am one of those folks who Destiny needs to bop on the head with a two by four for me to notice. Even then sometimes, I am not sure of what I see.I have moved more than 30 times and most of those were to different locations in different states. I have learned to fit in quickly before opportunity passes. I no doubt have let panic guide my

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After much discomfort, innumerable dollars and a month of back and forth to dentists, root canal specialists, and oral surgeons, the consensus was that my tooth could not be saved from a 7-year-old botched crown.I was scheduled to have it extracted yesterday, Wednesday.HOWEVER, by Sunday evening all I could think of was the worst horror clip in all of filmdom; the scene in Castaway when Tom

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We have two HUGE pecan trees and several smaller ones that I suspect are close relatives of the HUGE ones.Lately they have been dropping LOTS of pecans...huge, yummy, buttery, sweet pecans.I have to gather pecans at least twice a day because the dogs love to chew on them. Mostly they crack them open and leave most of the meat because they hit the bitter lining of the shells. Today I noticed that

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Tim Russell is now in hiding. It is not a good idea to let your dog talk on the phone. I thought I was so smart listing our secondary phone under the dog's name and then handing it off to him when I got unwanted callers who asked for "Tim Russell". Someday I will learn that others are more practiced at absurdity than I am. Perhaps they just cannot distinquish between reality and absurdity.A few

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My husband doesn't want people to have our address, so our phone numbers are listed under our dog's name and breed. (it costs $6.95 a month, per line to have them unlisted) Anyway, this afternoon a tele-lady called. This is how the conversation went: "Mrs. Russell?""No." I was in a non-talkative mood."Isn't this the residence of Tim Russell?""Tim Russell is my dog.""Your dog?""Yes.""I see, you

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I am not the kind of person who needs to see signs from God in order to have faith. In fact, when he does send a sign, I often waver wondering if it is really a sign.One would think that when you almost feel like fainting because of the wonder of what you just saw, that you would easily recognize that wonderment as being from God. Maybe its the stoic scientist in me that keeps me from letting go,

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At 6AM I watched a beautiful sunrise fade into the hazy blue of morning. Orange sky blesses me. This morning it brought on a revelation. I have sort of lived two lives. Well, not sort of, definately, I have lived two lives and I don't mean in the hocus pocus of reincarnation.Twenty-five years ago, I could have been caught up in the same view of sunrise. Rising early, driving out to go horseback

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July 6, 2006I spent the night on the floor watching one of my best friends dying. It was my last chance to stroke her soft, velvety-golden Labrador ears. Tiger has been the kindest dog I have ever known. If I had known that last night would have brought her so much discomfort, I would have put her down yesterday afternoon. Her liver and kidneys are gone. She can barely walk. In her typical nature

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In SOME of the homeschool community, there are devotees of some woman who dubbed herself the "Fly Lady". A friend told me about these wonderful methods to...well, to tell you the truth, I have not really paid much attention to the Fly Lady because I really don't care if my kitchen sink is clean or dirty; evidentially a big thing to her.Fly Lady insists that you will feel more in control if your

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If I exhibit only a few of the minor side effects of the medications my doctor just prescribed, I will have nasal congestion, dizziness, drowsiness, sleeplessness, headache, upset stomach, nausea, diarrhea, high blood pressure and to put it all home, weight gain. I had all of those before I went to the doctor. In my delirium, I went to the doctor to have those symptoms relieved. Is there

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God's hand shows up at the most unexpected times. Obedience has its rewards. We thought she had already used up her nine lives. We found out last night she had at least one more saved up. Last February, we live-trapped Zoe Cat. She was filthy, starving, half-grown, 99% feral and living under a dumpster. Nine months later, we have a gorgeous 99% tamed, fluffy kitty. (go to www.agapehands.com "

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I am a function of time. The amount of time that I have here on earth determines what I become...At least to a point.In making an effort to gather up and organize my parcels of minutes, I have learned 2 new crafts, discovered four new areas of interest, a gazzillion cool web sites. There is so much good to be done in this world, how can any physically functional person be bored or be bad? Even a

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A month ago, my friend Beth gave me mini-lecture on "just say no". I have gotten spared to thin and have become less than "effective as possible" in everything. She told me it is alright to "just say no" which I already knew. I searched the decision making part of my brain and found out that I really don't have a problem saying no to other people, I have trouble saying no to myself. I love to

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Hypocrisy is a huge complaint about Christians. Hypocrisy turns away many people who are passionate and have caring hearts. The fear of becoming a hypocrit turned me away from Christ for many years. It still gauls me that so many who claim to be Christians are nothing like Christ. It is critical to not be hypocritical. Yes, I know "not one of us is perfect" and "if we were perfect, we wouldn't

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After writing the last blog which is a few down, I looked for the lyrics of the Nesmith song that Ronstadt sang.Take my advice don't search for "walk the beat of a different drum". There are a lot of STRANGE people out there.However, I did come across a song that spoke to me. I am sure it is copyrighted and I will plug Mr. Voelz's web site. http://www.johnvoelz.com/voelzrss.phpI Belong to the

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Hmmmm...What might they think?-Having a relationship with God is bogus.----My answer: Try it you'll like it.-I am not intelligent enough to realize that God is hocus-pocus.----My answer: I am intelligent enough to know that there is a God.-I am such a weak person that I have to rely on a "god".----My answer: True. I have seen what I have done without God in my life and I know that "I" alone am

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My heart is aching for Christians who are not on fire.I see so many people who are so worried about what other people are thinking that they cannot come to Christ personally...I look back on my life and see how my experiences, mind-set and choices all led to this conclusion and my freedom from its oppression.I always loved the part of the refrain of the song whose lyrics where "you and I walk to

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One of the finest benefits of homeschooling is that homeschool students learn to communicate verbally....Really communicate.A quick look at the "communication" differences in government (public) school vs homeschool shows the main difference to be that government schools teach writing as the main form of communication and in homeschooling we inadvertently teach verbal communication as most

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This isn't a spoiler. (unless you didn't know Anakin becomes Vader ;-)I was amazed that Lucas hit so hard upon the male commitment to work and family. Poor Anakin, he was just trying to take care of the ones he loved....NOTAnakin is the epitome of selfishness. His main concern was not for the ones he loved but for his own feelings...A glitch in the entire Star Wars series, as the Jedi always

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Okay, I was TRYING to write something lyrically profound about the wind but then read some Carl Sandburg..........and I wondered about my place in this world. I can see the art of God in every ant, every blade of grass, every cloud. But, when I read words that adequately paint the pictures of God's work I cannot even think of words to say. It is like thinking about walking while enjoying the

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My heart was searching and was never fulfilled. Then the direction of my life was profoundly changed, for the better. My virtual backpack of sorrows and resentment is now empty. My heart is full and satisfied. I could write this blog with several "voices" but I choose to voice as neutrally as I can write. But this weekend is a celebration that defies neutrality. The reason my life was filled and

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"Sticks and Stones can break my bones but words can never hurt me," is a lie. In the The Three Little Pigs, the three houses are made of straw, sticks and brick/stone. Functional life is a balance between being straw that will bend in wind and stone that cannot be blown over. We need to be pliable enough to be functional yet not be blown flat. We need to be strong yet not have hearts of stone.

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Julia Sweeney spoke eloquently about leaving God and becoming an atheist. Yet she still spoke about having a spiritual aspect to being human. Whoa. That doesn't work. Ms. Sweeney has not stopped believing in God, she has simply replaced Him with another god. From what I could ascertain, it is the god of humanity. She is impressed that we has humans have evolved on this earth, without help, to

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I have searched high and low and behold, no previously written testimony. That means I have to start all over again....hmmmmMy childhood was a decent, go to church on Sunday, US of A upbringing but becoming a teen in the late 1960's was quiet a challenge for my creative artistic personality.As a teen, I knew something important was missing from my life but I was not sure what that was. I was born

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I am dedicated to "of the moment" teaching...And learning. Yesterday my pastor gave the congregation homework. We are to write down our personal testimony and share it with our husband and children. It was a no brainer to post it here. Sooooo.... No problem, I have already written several that I can use according to which audience I am speaking...hmmmm. That doesn't sound quite right. I promise

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Time is probably the crucial difference between homeschool and "send-off-to" school. Homeschool does not "take time" it "gives time" to your children. Benefits ---this list may grow--- (BTW, I have a MS in Education and have taught in public schools. I now homeschool.) You maintain a very close relationship with your child. Quantity is important. There is no way you can develop the same

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Free thought on bars. We all have bars that limit our abundance of life. My personal prison is transient. Sometimes I feel very confined, other times free as a bird.....But even the bird has bars. Unfulfilled desires can create the bars behind which we live. My personal prison is wanting to hear approval from other people. Running in the background is the thought "if I don't hear approval,

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Someday, I will organize this more coherently. Until then, it is just plopped out. I really get tired of defending the FACT that I can believe both that the Bible is the infallible word of God AND believe that the days in Genesis may be longer than 24 literal hours. Consider: First, time is not linear to God. (see the end for a few Bible quotes) I find it interesting that people on one hand

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I am struggling here. I am trying to understand the REAL purpose of funerals and my part in those funerals. What I envision when I die is being in heaven. I could care less about my funeral. I will celebrate my life as I am living it. After I die, my life will not be made any more memorable by oration but I will be remembered by the ways I have affected the people I have touched. Ways they may

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My hair is grayer than yesterday, my skin saggier, my eyes baggier and even though I worked out last night my belly is still a pudge. Should I be resentful or envious that God did not give me J.Lo's body, Kim Hill's voice, Kay Arthur's teaching ability, Connie Rice's brain, and Mother Theresa's heart? Those are what I would have chosen if given the chance. Isn't my plan better than God's? Now

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As usual, this morning I got up to go muck stalls and feed my horses at six. The temperature in the low 20's was a bit nippy for this area. I dressed appropriately with several layers. By the time I got to the kitchen I realized there was a small stone in my sock. The way I saw it, I had two choices. One, I could use valuable time and stress my sore back by sitting down unlayering and removing

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Okay, so this is not part two. While looking for a drawing of Granville Woods's 50,000 egg incubator, my search somehow led me to a university web site that glorified atheism. Hmmm. I could not let go the opportunity to respond. The site was old and I wonder about its niche in cyber space. I wondered how on earth I ended up there. It wasn't eggactly what I was looking for....Sorry, I know that

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Part One: Restructuring Your Perspective Intelligence, happiness, money, fame...what is really important to make your heart whole? Intelligence is a highly held value in our American Society. Often it is mistakenly one of the most respected qualities of our humanhood. Intelligence needs to be put in perspective far away from the top of the list of important qualities. Intelligence is obviously

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