Showing posts with label Tym. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Tym. Show all posts

Sunday, October 9, 2011

31 Days of DaNella's Brain... Microbursts! Day9


Nana Minion

Of my four kids, the oldest, Matt (12) and the youngest Juliannah (6) have very similar personalities, and get along well. They could be twins if not for the age and sex difference. The same thing is true of my two middle children, Christeonnah (11) often called Nana (Non-nah), and Tymothie (8) are definitely cut from the same cloth. It is almost to the point of the little ones worshiping the big ones. As a matter of fact, Matt got mad at Tymothie, the other day, and the best insult he could come up with is to call him a “Nana Minion.”

He wasn’t far from wrong; a minion is a servile or slavish follower of somebody generally regarded as important. Tymothie definitely thinks Nana is someone important.

We can only hope to be accused of being a Christ Minion.

Those who serve me must follow me. My servants will be with me wherever will be. If people serve me, the Father will honor them.

John 12:26


Saturday, October 8, 2011

31 Days of DaNella's Brain... Microbursts! day 8


Stitch Rippers.

Any of you sew? Got a Grandmother that sews? Have you ever seen a Stitch Ripper? It is a sharp pokey thing with a small razor blade in it that you can use in sewing to rip out seams if you have sewn them wrong, or just changed your mind. Recently I have felt like someone has been using one on me. Lately I have had a lot of things going on. Let me name a few:

· Trying to start my own photography business

· Attending college to get a Psychology degree

· Trying to get a book published

· Home schooling my two oldest kids…(12 & 11)

· My two youngest in public school

· My boys in Wrestling

· All four of them in Junior Bible Quiz (shameless plug)

· My husband working 2 jobs, so I am almost a single mom

Stress stress every where, and not a place to hide! Sometimes I feel like I am being ripped apart at the seams. Then, I realized, I am being ripped apart at the seams, but it is ok, God will sew me back together and probably let some bad stuff fall out in the process! After all, Psalms 139:5 says “You hem me in, behind and before….”


Thursday, October 6, 2011

31 Days of DaNella's Brain... Microbursts! Day 6 (3)

You can always make me smile... ^ Matt and Nana, below is Tym and Ann

Make God Smile

My daughter Nana (12) woke me up last night at about 2 am with tummy troubles. So I had to get up and get her some medicine. My bedroom opens straight in to the living room, so as I walked from my room through the living room to the kitchen to attend to the Nana, I smelled something. Suddenly I realized I was smiling, without me even thinking about it.

You must understand I don’t usually deal very well with getting woken up. If I am awakened for no reason, I can be an absolute bear (the kids often refer to me as Grizella at those times). This at least was a good reason; I don’t want my Precious Nana feeling bad. However, for me to actually smile when I have been awoken at 2 am is very unusual.

Once I smiled I became curious as to what had brought about this strange phenomenon. Then I recognized the smell of vanilla, and remembered that earlier that day I had bought one of those plug in air fresheners and as I smiled I had just passed the spot where it was plugged in. I must have caught a pleasant whiff of vanilla

That reminds me of the verse in Ephesians 5:2 “Live in love as Christ also loved us. He gave his life for us as an offering and sacrifice, a soothing aroma to God.” That says our praise is as a sweet, soothing aroma to God I bet it makes him smile!


Saturday, February 19, 2011

Dare I Say I'm Back?

I hope so. After a 6 week battle with ATT, we finally have internet at home. Hopefully I can post on a regular basis now...
So we recently had a Snow day... My kids can't just do a normal snow man... lol
Love it
Here are some pics I took.

Run snow man, Run

This is juju's snow man.

Monday, January 31, 2011

Sunday, September 26, 2010

Final day of summer...





For Nana's birthday we went swimming. Well four of us did. Que was working on some stuff and Matt was "too cool" to go... (my words, not his). This is one of my favorite shots, "One, two three, Go!" and they did. They all started at the same time, but wound up landing in the water at different times... Perfect Photo Opp!





I love you baby girl!



Wednesday, September 22, 2010

Praying for my Sons and Daughters-in-love


No, you haven't missed anything, it hasn't been that long since I blogged. My kids are only 15, 14, 10, and 9 respectively. None of them are married. However I believe they all will be one day, and a couple of years ago one of them (I won't say who...) was crushing (infatuated, twitterpated) with someone one I didn't really like. This other person was not on the same level spiritually as my kid, and had no desire to be. I started then praying every night for my one day 'in-loves'. When I pray with the kids each night I say "and I pray that even now you would prepare the wonderful Godly men and women that they will marry someday."
Just like my friend Deanna recently mentioned in her blog, this is a very important decision, I want it made wisely, so I pray. A LOT. None of them are allowed to date yet, but that is a whole 'nother blog. This reminded me of that Wayne Watson song...

Somewhere in the world today
A little girl will go out to play
All dressed up in mama's clothes
At least the way that I suppose it goes
Somewhere in the world tonight
Before she reaches to turn out the light
She'll be prayin' from a tender heart
A simple prayer that's a work of art

Chorus
And I don't even know her name
But I'm prayin' for her just the same
That the Lord will write His name upon her heart
'Cause somewhere in the course of this life
A little boy will need a godly wife
So hold on to Jesus, baby, wherever you are

Somewhere in the world out there
That little girl's learnin' how to care
She's pickin' up her mamas charms
Or maybe, swingin' 'round in her daddy's arms
Somewhere in the world to be
Though the future's not real clear to me
Their's could be a tender love
Grounded in eternal love above

My husband got saved 6 mos before I met him, I firmly believe that was an answer to my parents and grandparents prayers.

Monday, August 30, 2010

I'm Backkkkkk

Did ya miss me? Well I've missed you! I haven't had Wifi at home for the summer, since I lost my job, so I haven't been able to post very easy. Here are some pics from our traditional first day of school pics.

Juliannah,
Tym


Nana


Matt



All of em!














Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

Lunch at Mama's


We had lunch at mama's sunday. My sister, her husband and 5 kids were there. I did manage to get one good shot of Seven of them.

Monday, December 28, 2009

Meet Cookie Dough



Tymothie and Juliannah got a giunea pig for Christmas... His name is Cookie Dough... lol cause he is the color of cookie dough. As the picture shows, they are having fun!

Monday, October 19, 2009

He Took My Sins Away!

We are currently (2007) in a stage three drought in Central Alabama; we have about a 20in deficiency in yearly rainfall totals. It is so bad that there is even a small town, Wilsonville that only has one well, and only has seven feet of water left in it. While we were watching the news tonight they mentioned that Marble Falls Texas got 18in of rain yesterday. They went on to say that much rain would totally take away our drought. Well Tymothie (7) got all excited and yelled “They took our drought away!! They took our drought!” of course he had misunderstood and I had to explain that the weather man was merely saying that much rain could take our drought away.
We don’t even get that excited about God, and He did take our sins away. We should be shouting “He took my sins away! He took my sins away!” After all,

But the fact is, it was our pains he carried— our disfigurements, all the things wrong with us. We thought he brought it on himself, that God was punishing him for his own failures. But it was our sins that did that to him, that ripped and tore and crushed him—our sins! He took the punishment, and that made us whole.
Isaiah 53:4
(The message)

Sunday, August 23, 2009

Gardasil; Protection or a death sentence?


I was reading an article this week that says "The government report released Tuesday linked Gardasil to 32 unconfirmed deaths as well as incidents of blood clots and neurological disorders." Comforting huh?
I have to say as a mother I teach my children purity, and not to have sex before marriage, and that if they stick to that and their future mate (whom I pray for every night)sticks to that, they don't' need to worry about a STD... However I have to admit I had considered getting the vaccination for my girls.
Why? Several reasons.
One, I know someone who stayed pure until marriage and wound up with HPV. Her husband had gotten drunk one night as a teenager before he got saved. He wound up having sex with a girl who had HPV and even though he had no symptoms, he passed it to his wife. Fortunately God healed her before she had children, so she didn't pass on any complications.
Two, I knew a child who's mom had HPV when she was born. Because of that, she wound up having complications all her life. She suffered from growths in her airways, and had to have laser surgery a couple of times a year to remove the growths to keep her from suffocating.
Three, If it works, and could really save them some heartache... Why not.

I guess I know why not now.

Wednesday, April 29, 2009

How I handle conflict...


These pictures have nothing to do with the post but they are tooo cute not to post...

So some of you wondered how I handled that last situation. I put up on the status bar of my IM a notification that all conversations that take place with me on that program will be logged into my computer's history. That way no one is surprised. I also chose to delete my history with that person, just because like my dear hubby said , a soft answer turns away wrath, so I felt it was a nice gester, however I did inform that person that from this time on I would be recording all conversations...




Sunday, April 19, 2009

Precious and Tym

Precious is so precious...(aka snot wad... she sneaks into the house and will still things and take them outside to chew on them... lol)
I admit I feel like a hick posting a pic of my kid without a shirt on... but this was so cute, Tym was helping Spann out. He was saying that where the reds and greens meet, winds are blowing in opposite directions, and they fight, that is how tornadoes are formed.


Tuesday, November 11, 2008

What a Poppy Cock...

Tymothie was doing a video tour of our new house, and when he went by our Grandfather Clock he stopped, videoed it, and said this is the "Poppy Cock"... Because it was Poppy's Clock. Aww how cute... last visages of babyness. It reminded me of the story behind that clock so I thought I'd share it.

Three Glass Shelves

God is so awesome; He gives us things we don’t even need, just special things because He loves us so much.

Poppie worked at the same place for 30 years. They rewarded his faithfulness by giving him a six-foot tall grandfather clock with a curio cabinet in it. Inside the curio cabinet were three glass shelves.

When he passed away, he left this beautiful clock to us. So, of course, we treasured it, and when we decided to move from Alabama to Florida (a twelve-hour drive), we packed it and its three glass shelves very carefully into our rented moving truck.

The glass shelves were one of the last things I packed. I wasn’t sure how to best protect them. I was afraid that if I put them in a box that it could be thrown around causing them to break. Finally, at the last moment, I wrapped them in some foam sheets and placed them in a clothes basket in the back of the truck. I thought... We won’t open the truck again until we get to Florida; they will be fine.

To make a very long story shorter, five days, three trucks, two trans-loads (a trans- load is when you transfer the contents of one truck to another), and an empty gas tank later, we arrived in Florida.

Unfortunately, we had “help” with our first trans-load, and they weren’t very careful with our stuff. Someone grabbed the foam thinking it was just extra and tossed it. It shattered my shelves. I was so sad. I personally cleaned up all of the little pieces. Nevertheless, we did not lose our witness; we were nice. Through it all, the entire nightmare, we kept a good attitude.

When we finally got to Florida, God told us He would give us back everything we had lost. Within a month, we had gotten back the cost of the move in love offerings. The only thing we were still missing was our glass shelves.

When we got to the last box to unpack, Que reached in and pulled out something wrapped in foam, then he turned white as a ghost and yelled, “DaNella, you have got to come see this!”

When he un-wrapped it, we both had to sit down. Neither one of us had put them in a box, and both of us had picked up the tiny glass pieces; yet, there in the box, wrapped in foam, God had placed, for us, three glass shelves.

Keep in mind that the LORD your God is the only God. He is a faithful God, who keeps his promise and is merciful to thousands of generations of those who love him and obey his commands.

Deuteronomy 7:9



Tuesday, July 15, 2008

Some people will sleep anywhere...


Tym decided the top of his dresser was a good place to sleep last night...
Wow I bet that was hard.

tGbtg Amen,
DaNella
Proverbs 3:5-6
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