Tuesday, December 14, 2010

White Wednesday...

the birth...
that can wash us white as snow...
nativity...
pure...
without sin...


Some people will not tolerate such emotional honesty in communication.
They would rather defend their dishonesty on the grounds that it might hurt others. Therefore, having rationalized their phoniness into nobility, they settle for superficial relationships. ~Author Unknown

this morning's photos...

Rebecca found these birds for me at the Dollar General...
they go with the red ones on  the kitchen tree...
perty...
my gazing ball...
I am going to keep these out after Christmas...
love gazing balls and I am going to have them inside all the time...
I need to dust my balls!
swiffer time...
this poor tree...
I am going to try to wash it when we put everything up...
I have had it for some time and it's been stored everywhere and anywhere...
a few nutcrackers...
there are more to come...
Santa...
I have had him for years...
a cookie jar...
victorian santa...
looky...
I made a snowflake...
crinkled shredded paper...
you get a whole bag for $1 at the Dollar Tree...
put your orders in with Rebecca...
she knows right where it is...
and the only shot of outside I am taking until global warming picks up the pace...
I do not take photos outside when I have to take the ice scraper and scrape the icicles off of my butt...
the windows are frosted over so I can't take any from there either...
but I am not past sending kids out in sub zero temps to fulfill my commitment to my blog..
Bwahahahaha...
they're young and they will get over it....
I was up most of the night...
not enough room in the bed...
Craig is at the dorm...
so they all decided to sleep with us...
if I am lucky...
I plan on sleeping the day away...
and look...
I was up and didn't change the background and header...
I had scrambled eggs for breakfast, but that was 3  hours ago...
so I am nabbin' a couple sugar cookies and a glass of milk...
and going to bed...

Rebecca...

here's your hat for today...

The Necklace...

The cheerful little girl with bouncy golden curls was almost five. Waiting with her mother at the checkout stand, she saw them, a circle of glistening white pearls in a pink foil box..
"Oh mommy please, Mommy. Can I have them? Please, Mommy, please?"
Quickly the mother checked the back of the little foil box and then looked back into the pleading blue eyes of her little girl's upturned face.
"A dollar ninety-five. That's almost $2.00. If you really want them, I'll think of some extra chores for you and in no time you can save enough money to buy them for yourself. Your birthday's only a week away and you might get another crisp dollar bill from Grandma."
As soon as Jenny got home, she emptied her penny bank and counted out 17 pennies. After dinner, she did more than her share of chores and she went to the neighbor and asked Mrs. McJames if she could pick dandelions for ten cents. On her birthday, Grandma did give her another new dollar bill and at last she had enough money to buy the necklace.
Jenny loved her pearls. They made her feel dressed up and grown up. She wore them everywhere, Sunday school, kindergarten, even to bed. The only time she took them off was when she went swimming or had a bubble bath. Mother said if they got wet, they might turn her neck green.
Jenny had a very loving daddy and every night when she was ready for bed, he would stop whatever he was doing and come upstairs to read her a story. One night as he finished the story, he asked Jenny, "Do you love me?"
"Oh yes, daddy. You know that I love you."
"Then give me your pearls."
"Oh, daddy, not my pearls. But you can have Princess, the white horse from my collection, the one with the pink tail. Remember, daddy? The one you gave me. She's my very favorite."
"That's okay, Honey, daddy loves you. Good night." And he brushed her cheek with a kiss.
About a week later, after the story time, Jenny's daddy asked again, "Do you love me?"
"Daddy, you know I love you."
"Then give me your pearls."
"Oh Daddy, not my pearls. But you can have my baby doll. The brand new one I got for my birthday. She is beautiful and you can have the yellow blanket that matches her sleeper."
"That's okay. Sleep well. God bless you, little one.. Daddy loves you."
And as always, he brushed her cheek with a gentle kiss.
A few nights later when her daddy came in, Jenny was sitting on her bed with her legs crossed Indian style.
As he came close, he noticed her chin was trembling and one silent tear rolled down her cheek.
"What is it, Jenny? What's the matter?"
Jenny didn't say anything but lifted her little hand up to her daddy. And when she opened it, there was her little pearl necklace. With a little quiver, she finally said, "Here daddy, this is for you."
With tears gathering in his own eyes, Jenny's daddy reached out with one hand to take the dime store necklace, and with the other hand he reached into his pocket and pulled out a blue velvet case with a strand of genuine pearls and gave them to Jenny ...
He had them all the time. He was just waiting for her to give up the dime-store stuff so he could give her the genuine treasure.
 So it is, with our Heavenly Father.
He is waiting for us to give up the cheap things in our lives so that he can give us beautiful treasures.
God will never take away something without giving you something better in its place.

This was sent to me in an email... and I am passing it onto you...it's too powerful to keep to myself...it's like the door thing, Cheryl...