Sunday, September 21, 2014

A WISH CAME TRUE

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My son Dan doesn’t ask for much.

If I take him to Walmart or to Ingles every week, that makes him happy. Yeah, I get frustrated on having to go to Wally World every week. These all day shopping trips he loves are wearing me down here lately. Considering that the only other thing he has to look forward to daily is watching Boomerang TV with the old cartoons on it, I figure that’s not too much for him to ask. So, as long as my old bones hold out, as long as my 18 year old car holds up and as long as I can afford the gas, I guess a weekly shopping(looking) trip is not such a big deal. What gets me is, he never ends up buying anything but bottled water or diet drinks!

It is actually the going and looking he likes.

Dan does have a bucket list of bigger wishes. Things he has always wanted to do, such as these in no certain order…
1. Go to a Braves game….
Before Danny died, we managed to take him to a couple.
2. Go to a Ga. Basket Ball Game…
We managed to take him to a couple of those too.
3. Go to Six Flags…Yep, been there and done that….several times.

There are a few other more things on his wish list that he has or hasn’t done, but the one thing he has constantly talked about for years is that he wanted to go to a Georgia Bulldog Game. He has mentioned it from time to time and mentioned it again a few weeks ago. Dan, being a true Bulldog fan, has watched every game he could on TV and heaven forbid that they happen to lose. That boy  will fuss for two days! 

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I have wondered for a while now how I could get this wish of his to come true. I have to work on Saturdays and I do not want to even drive in Athens on a Game day, much less actually park and walk a long ways to the stadium!

When I mentioned to my daughter about how much Dan wanted to go, my son-in-law, who is also a Ga. fan, volunteered to take Dan; if and when I could come up with enough money for the ticket. Well, about a week ago, I bought two tickets to the GEORGIA  VS  TROY Football Game. One for Dan and one for my son-in-law. For a week now I have prayed that it wouldn’t rain on game day. I also prayed that the Bulldogs won!

Yesterday my sweet son-in-law helped me make one of Dan’s big dreams come true. Dan got to go to a Georgia Bulldog Game for the very first time!

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It didn’t rain and the Bulldogs slaughtered Troy 66-0. ( Ha-ha, I realize now that maybe I should have asked for a tighter game, but hey, they won!!!Dan is still talking about what all he saw, how good the band sounded and how much fun he and his brother-in-law had. He will probably still be talking about it for months from now, but that’s okay. I think I am about as happy as my son is.

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Thank you God.

GOD BLESS YOU ALL.

Sunday, September 14, 2014

How I learned about God.

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My mama taught me about God.

Oh, I went to church and learned my Bible lessons. Mama use to play the piano there every once in a while. Sometimes my daddy came, sometimes he would go fishing. I also went to Sunday School. Then came Bible School with my little friends during every summer. Oh we had so much fun during those times. (I thank God my grandchildren’s other Gamma takes them to Bible School at her church every summer, so they too can hear about God.)

What I am talking about is how grateful I am that my mama used to talk to me about God and the Bible. She taught me this little blessing; “God is great, God is Good, let us thank him for our food, by HIS hands we all are fed, thank YOU Lord for our daily bread.” She taught me this one when I could barely reach the table.

When I was a little older, I remember asking mama how I should pray at night…what should I say? She had of course already taught me the “Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep, If I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take” prayer, but most importantly she also taught me to always ask God to bless others…even those who were mean to me.

She told me to talk to God like a good friend and to do it often. She told me that you didn't have to wait until night to talk to God and she was so right. The older I get, I find myself talking to him more and more. Sometimes I wonder if HE gets tired of me. The trouble is that I keep finding people to pray for…not to mention our state, our county, our country, etc. There is just so much that needs fixing and I believe some of it has come to a point so that only HE can fix it!

So I go to HIM.

Look, I am in NO WAY a saint. In fact I am a huge sinner. My mama, who I often put on a pedestal, God rest her soul, was not a saint. We all have our faults and our downfalls. We are, after all human, with human frailties and problems. There is none perfect except ONE and they nailed HIM to a cross on Calvary.

Back in my younger days, I drank way too much alcohol and partied hardy every weekend for years. I also did some mean and hurtful things. Things that shame me now when I dare to think of them. I was so stupid back in the days when I thought I knew it all.

The morning Preacher Robinson Baptized me at West End Baptist Church, I fully believe that God forgave me my sins, even though I have had a hard time forgiving myself of them.

That doesn't mean that I do not sin anymore either, I still tell a white lie to keep from hurting someone's feelings…I still curse when I get really angry (but not nearly as much as I use to, Lord forbid) and I have very little patience at all, among many other bad things.

But I do KNOW God and I do have HIM in my heart.

I also know GOD loves me .

Jesus loves me this I know,
For the Bible tells me so,
Little ones to Him belong,
They are weak but he is strong….

I can thank my mama for teaching me that too. I only wish I had been like my mama and did a better job at teaching my own children about Him.

Funny how my prayer petitions to God have changed throughout the years:
Back when I was in high school I use to pray;
“God please don’t let me die until I get to be 18”…(
which meant that I could drink and do as I want…God help me.)

Then later it was;
“God please don’t let me die until I marry .” (So I wouldn’t be an old maid! ha-ha!)

Then after I had my children:
“God please don’t let me die until my children are grown.” (Yep, I finally got a little sense, thank You Jesus.)

Here lately it has been;
“God please don’t let me die until my grandchildren are grown” (which means: Mawmaw needs to be around to save them, by making sure they don’t go hungry! A little family joke there.)

Well today I  realized that this is most important thing I should be asking God for; 

“God, please don’t let me die until I make sure that my children and my grandchildren know YOU, have a close relationship with YOU and have YOU in their hearts.”

To God be the Glory. In Jesus Holy Name. AMEN.

GOD BLESS YOU ALL.

Tuesday, August 26, 2014

Home Again

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It just so happens that I got to do something today that I have been wanting to do for a long time.

A friend was sweeping off the front porch of the little mill house that Danny and I use to live in when I rode by it this evening. (It still stands in front of the old Cotton Mill.) I stopped and asked if he had bought it and he said he had. I then asked if I could go inside and look around it, as Danny and I were the last Mill workers to live in it.

He said I could!

It has been over 42 years since I was last in that little house that we use to think of as home. I stepped into the living room and it surprised me that it was still painted the same color! The old wooden mantle piece had been taken out by someone, but you could tell where it had once been. I use to have two crystal lamps sitting on that mantle. My mama and daddy gave them to us when we got married. They were both accidently knocked off and broken before we ever moved out of that little house. I cried for days about those two little lamps. We didn’t have money for much furniture, so we had one big sitting chair and a single iron bed upside the wall with huge pillows on it for our sofa! Come to think of it, I guess that means that we actually had a daybed before most country folks ever heard of them didn’t we?!

This little house was what they call a shotgun house or a rabbit box house which meant that it had three rooms, straight in a row, one right after the other. So the next room use to be our bedroom. I went in there and saw the tiny closet which we used to put our clothes in. Guess we didn’t need a big closet back then. I could see in my mind how our double iron bed sat catty cornered next to the wall…how we had to use a string to pull the ceiling light on and how we tied it to our headboard, so when we got up in the dark we could cut the light on first!

When I stepped into the kitchen, I saw that the sticky shelf paper with tiny flowers printed on it was still on the top of old white sink in there where I had put it ! I could just picture the old wringer washer sitting by the window and the white push button stove with the double oven and the deep well, sitting up against the wall.

I stepped into the little bathroom off the kitchen and immediately a long gone memory came rushing back to me. One day when I got up to fix Danny's breakfast as usual, that smell of the sausage that I was frying made me sick as a dog. I barely made it to the bathroom in time before I got violently ill!

Lord, I thought I had a stomach virus that morning…I found out a few days later that I was pregnant with my first born.

If I were a rich woman, I would buy that little house…just so I could go sit in it from time to time and ponder these precious memories of days past. I could go there when I need to feel close to Danny again.

As it is, I am grateful that I got to do something today that most folks don’t ever get to do.

Just for a few minutes, I got to go back home again.

GOD BLESS YOU ALL.

Sunday, August 10, 2014

MAW-MAW’S CAMP 2014

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                This is Maw-maw’s house…
It’s an old, old house, with creaky floors and a little bitty bathroom.

             But it is also known as: 

The house where 2 little boys came to ‘MAWMAW CAMP’ in the summer 2014 for one overnight and two whole days.

     To play….to have fun….to relax….

    to get away from parents…hehehe

                        and…

To be loved on and spoiled rotten by their Maw-maw.


They also got to eat….

     a lot.

Because everyone knows that little boys stay hungry.

They even got to order their own food at Mawmaw’s Kitchen CafĂ©.
For their first night’s meal they ordered:
chicken noodle soup*their favorite food, they informed me.
homemade biscuits
macaroni and cheese
French fries
corn on the cob
sausage*also their favorite food
great northern beans (aka as
lava beans to these boys)
They ate everything they ordered including a piece of cold watermelon for dessert !

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Next morning for breakfast, they ordered:
pancakes
with lots of syrup
bacon
sausage * their favorite food
scrambled eggs
grits
And they ate everything they ordered.


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*They also said their blessings before each and every meal. I am so proud that their parents taught them to do this.

They got to watch their favorite cartoons…

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They got to go to Dairy Queen.

              Where one of them …

         
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        ummmm…we won’t say which one…

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              got not one…… 

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               but TWO ice creams!
If you knew Willie, you would know how much this meant to him! lol

While the other one got a Strawberry Sundae

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Which he loved because it was just like Mawmaw’s

We had loads of fun at Maw-Maw’s Camp. We even visited FREDS STORE and got gummy worms and dinosaurs and trucks…

Unfortunately, we soon found out that dinosaurs LOVE TO EAT gummy worms…

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                Leave it to Will…hehehe

                       Anyway…
It is school time now and my grandsons are going. Wyatt is in first grade and little Will is in Pre-K .
         
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                          Where did the time go?

These are not only my grandsons…

             they are my heart and soul.

Right along with their little sister Kenzie;
The little girl that I prayed Amanda would have for her last child.
She will more than likely come to Maw-maw Camp in the near future
 or we may have a girls only camp.

            I haven’t decided yet. 

We will wait until she is a little older, so she too can have memories of Maw-maw Camp.

You know; it doesn’t take much to make a child happy…

Just feed them good. Give them plenty of time to play and be kids. Let them have a few treats every now and then.

                     Above all else…

         Love them.

GOD BLESS YOU ALL

Tuesday, July 1, 2014

That Time Again

         
         
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Today, I took my annual trip to Eatonton to get my corn. I love the corn you get at Green Glades Farm! They have yellow or white corn and while I like the yellow, I love the white . $12.00 for 50 ears is a bargain. The only thing about it is the work involved. Each year I say I will not get so many again and each year I do it again! Well, Dan can eat his weight in corn and I have to have enough to share, so I ended up getting 250 ears! I  started shucking at 12pm and I just now got it all in the freezer and the kitchen cleaned up! Can you guess what we ate for supper??? ha!

Lord have mercy on me!!! I am sooooooooooo tired! The thing I hate about getting old is; the spirit is willing, but the body isn’t able! There are so many things that I use to could do with no sweat, but not now. When you get old, there are various parts of your body that hurt when you try to do things…things that you use to do with ease!! My hand that I used today to cut the corn is hurting, my back that I used lifting the boxes of corn from the car trunk is hurting, and even my arms are hurting!!

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I went to Family Day at our little church this past Sunday. I got to hear some good singing and some good preaching. I also got to see some folks I hadn’t seen in a while. It is so good to see folks you love, and what better place to see them at, than in God’s house?! I bet here aren’t too many Churches that you can go to and come home with fresh out of the garden cucumbers either like I did! Thank you God for good people!

Dan and I went to Athens after Church Sunday to get my new glasses. Dang I didn’t know how bad my old glasses were, until I looked through my new ones! Man!! I felt like singing; “I can see clearly now!”

While we were in Athens we ate at the China Star Buffet. As I was driving out of the parking lot, I looked to my right and saw a man that had set up an easel at the end of the driveway. He was painting a picture….holding the paint brush with his teeth. He had no arms. I slammed on brakes and thankfully the car behind me didn’t hit me or even blow the horn as I quickly dug money out of my purse for Dan to give the man. I cried as I drove off down the highway. So many thoughts were running through my mind. Like wishing I could do more for him and thinking of all the people on disability that shouldn’t even be on disability and here this man is outside in over 90 degree heat with no arms painting pictures with his teeth to try to make a little money. Father God please help him.

Our little Wyatt turned 6 years old on the 18th of June. I can not believe he is six now! Time goes so fast…too fast when it comes to your babies and grandbabies growing up on you.

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That hat he is wearing in the picture is a tad too small on his head now. He has more hats and even got a new one for his birthday, but he will only wear this one! I believe it is like a security blanket to him!

He and his little brother William got to spend an entire week at their other gamma’s house  this past week, so they could go to Vacation Bible school! They were soooo excited! Last year when I asked Wyatt what he learned in Bible School, he told me that he learned that Jesus loved him! Willie didn’t get to go last year, because he was too young. I can’t wait to get  a chance to ask little Willie what he learned this year! (Little Miss Kenzie probably thought she was ‘all that’  being the only kid at home for a week!)

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            Miss Kenzie with her baby!

You know…no matter how bad I may feel or how blue I may get...

All I have to do is think about the three little munchkins that God blessed us with and I can smile again.

Thank You God for Your blessings on me.

GOD BLESS YOU ALL.

Tuesday, May 20, 2014

OLD PHOTOGRAPHS

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I went up to the old home place and went through pictures that my mama had saved during the years. I sorted them out into little piles for each child. ( Now I have got to get them to them.)

Mama never put her pictures in neat little photo albums like most folks do. She had an old cardboard box that she would put them in. Ever so often, as children, she would let us get that old cardboard box out and look through them. It was so hot the day that I went up there and the pictures were no longer in the old cardboard box that I remember as a child, but haphazardly thrown into an old foot locker. I guess the old shoe box either got too little or it fell apart. Sorting those old photographs seem to take forever and some I just had to play ‘guess who’ to know which pile it might belong in. (People, PLEASE write the name of the person or persons in the picture on the back of your photos!! And while you are at it, include the year. ) 

On the back of one of the pictures of my son Daniel, taken when he was two years old, mama had written (in her beautiful penmanship) all the nicknames she had called him as a baby! Names that I had long ago forgotten, but came back to me as soon as I read them.

Down near the bottom of the trunk, I found an article written by Celestine Sibley that mama had cut out of the Atlanta Constitution. That daily newspaper was her one little luxury that she allowed herself back there on Horseshoe Bend. She may have done without almost everything else, but by gosh she got her daily paper to read, bless her heart. It was also the only times that I remember my mama actually sitting down for any length of time. Ask anyone who knew her and they will tell you that she was always up and doing something. She loved reading Celestine Sibley, Lewis Grizzard and Erma Bombeck and would often read them aloud to me. So I too grew to love the very same writers;  Lewis Grizzard  being my favorite.

I continued having her daily paper and the Herald Journal delivered to her at the nursing home for many years. For as long as she could read and understand,  I made sure that she had her paper. That was a promise I made to her and also to myself.

Out in the country, back in the old days, my mama would sit at the table with her cup of coffee reading the newspaper every morning. That coffee would be so strong that it could walk to town and back, as my daddy would say!  She would drink that strong coffee all day long, in summertime as well as wintertime,  hardly ever drinking any water. She use to say she didn’t like the taste of water! ha! Now, I agree that water may be good for your body, but whenever I hear someone say that you need to drink so many glasses of water everyday…I just smile and nod my head and think about my mama living to be 88 years old on that strong as molasses coffee!

Thank You God for the years I had with my precious mama and daddy. I only wish that I had used them more wisely. You know, if your parents are still living…go see them, go talk to them face to face, ask them questions about their parents, their grandparents, about their childhood and the days of their youth…

Do this before all you have left are some old photographs in a foot locker.

GOD BLESS YOU ALL.