Monday, August 29, 2016
I really really like this pen...
Friday, June 17, 2016
I really love it when God shows me things, about myself or others. One of the things he showed me tonight was that "I love you" had become a trap to my husband. How? How could a simple phrase, words of affirmation, become a trap? Because early on when we first got married, 22 years ago, I trained him. I used to say I love you at night before we would go to sleep, and he had to say it back.
No, you don't understand. He had to say it back. I was Monkish (as in the tv show, as in obsessive compulsive, you HAVE to say it, or I won't let you go to sleep, because I won't be able to go to sleep, and we ALL know it is ALL about ME>>>) in my pursuit of his saying it back. To the point where it got to where he trained himself to be asleep and mumble it because I had to hear it. It was part of me being needy I had to have that security. It was a romantic notion, I wanted "I love you" to be the last thing each of us heard before we went to sleep. You know, incase something happened to one of us in the night... Ok, ok it was actually just selfish insecurity. I admitted it, are you happy now???
The problem is I OBSESSED over it. We would lay there and talk at night, and then I would hear him start to snore, so I thought to myself "I'll be nice and let him go to sleep..."
(out loud) "I love you..."
(patiently waiting for a response) "I LOVE you.."
(not so patient elbow jab) "I LOVE YOU>>>"
and he would mumble Ilu utoo"
Looking back I see how it became a trap.
However, I robbed myself of being able to give him the gift of saying I love you, without expecting him to say do or give me anything in return. I was young and foolish and didn't understand what unconditional love was. First Corinthians 13 love.
I Corinthians 13:4-8a
Saturday, May 3, 2014
Ok I admit it, I've been
So I
Meanwhile back at the ranch... My dear hubby, Q works as a manager at Pizza Hut. If he closes he doesn't get in till 1am some nights, and then he has to chill for an hr or two, and will come to bed around 2-3 am... I work in a hospital taking infant pics, I have to be up at 7 every morning... I can't stay up till 2... But I do if I want to see him... Since I don't have to work tomorrow
Wednesday, March 26, 2014
It has been a hard year. Both Q and I were out of work for at least 4 months, two of which overlapped... However, he is now an assistant manager at a Pizza Hut, and I work for Mom365 taking pictures of adorable babies in hospital.
I enjoy it. Q loves his work. all is good.
This is our 20th year together... 20 years... wow.
And on May the 20 two very important things happen... We will celebrate our 20th wedding anniversary... (pat on the back, big deal in this society...) and ... our two oldest will graduate from High School (not a current picture btw)
I WILLLLLLL cry.
God is good.
tgbtg...DaNella J. Auten
Tuesday, August 28, 2012
Good morning boys and girls, the word for today is...
Saturday, February 18, 2012
What are you thinking?
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
Thank you for praying for the twins.
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
Loaded Potato Soup...
Saturday, October 15, 2011
31 Days of DaNella's Brain... Microbursts! day 15
Whatever state you are in…
This year I have accused Christeonnah (11) of trying to get a medical degree vicariously. Why? She has had too many ailments! Ok here is the list;
- Tonsillectomy
- Tibial tubercle fracture (broken tibia)
- Broken tooth (baby tooth thankfully)
- Had to have her eyes checked
- Had to be tested for glaucoma
- The worst case of lice I have ever seen (another medicine she was on had itching as a side effect so that hid the itching from the lice)
- Very bad Poison Ivey
- Been diagnosed with migraines
- Sty’s in her eye
- Trip to emergency room with a very sprained knee.
The thing about it is through it all, with all that has gone on, she is still always, always, almost without exception, in a good mood. She is the epitome of Philippians 4:12
I have learned to be content, no matter what the situation.
Friday, October 14, 2011
31 Days of DaNella's Brain... Microbursts! Day 14 (no you didn't miss 12 and 13, I did)
Scarlet O’Hara Theology?
Recently something was bothering me, a problem, after all, I have a lot going on. I was soooo tempted to be all wrapped up in my problem. But I remembered “If you’re gonna pray don’t worry, if you’re gonna worry, don’t pray.” I was trying to follow my own advice, but like a bad dream, over and over, it kept coming up in my mind. I kept pushing it away, and suddenly I realized what I was doing, I was pulling a Scarlet. Have you ever seen Gone With The Wind? It used to bug me to death how Scarlet always said “I can’t think about this right now… I’ll think about it tomorrow.” Aggghhh I couldn’t stand it! Face reality Scarlet, it is what it is. Well when this problem kept coming up over and over, I kept pushing it away, and thinking “I can’t think about it right now.” And I realized, there is something to this Scarlet Theology. After all, God said
So don't ever worry about tomorrow. After all, tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.
Matthew 6:34
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
31 Days of DaNella's Brain... Microbursts! Day 11
Do Deer Have to Use the Bathroom In the Middle of the Night?
The other night, I had to get up in the middle of the night to use the rest room. Yes there is a point to this story, on my way back to bed, I saw something laying on the floor. It looked hard enough to injure me in the dark, but my first thought was. Well I know I would never leave something hard on the floor. I know better, I know I will have to get up several times a night to use the restroom, and I know I don’t want to turn the light on, so I would NEVER leave something in the way to stub my toe, I am allergic to pain. The point of the story was, my first reaction, the first thing that came to mind, which I actually said out loud, was “Well I know it isn’t something hard, I’d never do that to myself.” In spite of the fact that all the senses I had to rely in at the moment were warning me that there was something hard on the floor to stump my toe, I knew me better than that and knew I would never harm myself.
How well do we know God, when all of our senses are telling us things are falling down around us, do we realize that He will never let us fall. He makes our feet like a deer that can walk over mountainous crags and not loose our footing. Although I am not sure deer have to get up in the middle of the night to use the bath room.
The LORD Almighty is my strength. He makes my feet like those of a deer. He makes me walk on the mountains.
Habakkuk 3:19
Monday, October 10, 2011
31 Days of DaNella's Brain... Microbursts! Day 10
God Throws Water Balloons?
The other day I was walking across campus to class. I wasn’t bothering anyone; I was minding my own business, thinking about all I had to do. I was probably too deep into my own thoughts, trying to solve my problems by myself.
I had homework due, and with home-schooling 2 of my kids, and 2 in public school, a lot on my mind.
So here I am minding my own business, in my own little world, worried about the cares of life, and suddenly my head is soaked.
Really, I am telling you the truth; it felt like a huge water balloon dropped on my head.
Apparently it had rained the night before, and a squirrel jumped from one tree to another causing it to “rain” on me. It startled me, but it made me laugh, and made me realize that there are better things to do than worry about what is going on in my life, God can handle it. Proverbs 17:22 says,
A joyful heart is good medicine, but depression drains one's strength
So don’t take your self too seriously, or God will have to throw a water balloon at you like He did me.
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