Jibber Jabber

As we sat in the parlor tonight treating the youngsters, I sighed with contentment knowing that this is the 7th Halloween we have celebrated in our old stone house.  Something about this time of year makes me enjoy my HOME more than ever.
  
Hubby quickly carved two pumpkins and placed candles in them.  Hung some orange lights and put Frankenstein in the bump-out.  We had a slow paced evening answering the door until 9:30.  That's late for us.  It was brisk outside, but we had a nice turn out on our porch for candy.

The Kansas wind had died down and it seemed like AUTUMN.  Handing out little bags of pretzels and miniature candy bars made some spooks very happy.  I still get a kick out of seeing the Trick-or-Treaters smiling when they are given candy.  Many still say "THANK YOU!"  

Next year I think I will hand out full size candy bars again.  It does my heart good.   

Hubby and I sipped coffee and chatted about LIFE.  We have plans to take more leisurely drives escorting us to seeing family and the colorful scenery along the way.  November is a blink away.  Busy month.  Too busy.  I am sure I will have to slow down at the beginning of December with Christmas shopping nearing completion.  I can hope.

This passed week I put in three good days sorting through boxes, shifting through papers, moving treasures from one room to another making a huge mess.  You'd never know that I was organizing.  It all looks like a storm hit and we need to call a medic.  One person's trash is another's treasure.  Okay.

I'm still hauling things to the thrift shops.  Found two pairs of stretch pants in my closet.  Grinnnnns.  Remember those lovely things with the stirrups that you slip your feet through.  HA.  They are in the laundry drying.  If my daughter doesn't want them, they will migrate south to the thrift shop next week and some lucky soul will get to see what classy really isn't.    

Eye-opening to go through our things.  

De-cluttering and enjoying LIFE with less to dust. 

The radiators were turned on yesterday.

It is a blessing to have them and to have not had to turn them on until the end of OCTOBER.  SINCE we are on the even payment plan, I was hoping that we could zero-out our utility bill before using the radiators.  We got close, but no bananas.

We're finally going to do it.

Our Bedroom will be turned into a Master suite with bed, 

dresser, sofa and wing chairs. 

The Formal Parlour is about to disappear to become a more casual living space.  The Kitchen Hubby has been working on will take on the appearance of a PANTRY.  Room for a desk for the computer and my large collection of Cook-Books.

The present Family room will become a formal Dining room. 

We hope to start on this venture next week.  
We both had to walk through where all the pieces of furniture will be placed.

Great exercise for the brain.

Muscles needed.

I think we have the kinks worked out.

NOVEMBER here we come.

Voting takes place, a son turns 37, a Grand-daughter becomes a teen-ager and my Dad celebrates 88 years of LIFE.  THANKSGIVING arrives, I'm going hunting for formal Dining room furniture, all rooms are morphing and the trash will be taken out.

OCTOBER was a LIFE CHANGING MONTH.  

I feel like a new woman at the age of 59.

De-toxing and DE-CLUTTERING.

Things that do not need to be in my LIFE

are going bye-bye.  

HAVE A PLEASANT WEEK-END 

and month.

God bless,

d

This lil pumpkin is our newest Grandson.

Jolly Green Giant ( SON) 

takes the prize at work.

My Big Sister.  She outdid herself this year.

Happy 5th Birthday!

What do you get when you put together some green balloons, Ninja cake, some decorations and a little 5 year old???

A VERY HAPPY LIL BOY

CELEBRATING HIS 5TH BIRTHDAY!

 We had a great time…..Love you,

Grandma

Ninja Power

HAPPY 5th BIRTHDAY!!!

Grandma loves you.

I SAY Coffee Anyone

Hello from the PRAIRIE.

May you have a super WEEK-END.

Guess what I'll be drinking this week-end?

That's right,

d

"Winner Winner, Chicken Dinner!"

"WINNER, WINNER, CHICKEN DINNER!" Once again I heard this saying. Didn't know where it came from  or really what it meant. Until now. Did you know? d

Question:  Where did the exclamation, "Winner, winner, chicken dinner!" come from? Answers: Years ago every Las Vegas casino had a 3 piece chicken dinner with potato and veggie for $1.79. A standard bet back then was $2.00, hence when you won a bet you had enough for a chicken dinner. So now you know the rest of the story.

Jibber Jabber and A Sense Of Well Being.

Who ever said things slow down when you get older? 
A leisurely drive took us to Missouri.
Six hours later we visited with our Son and Grandson.
Had Saturday PIZZA and Sunday FRIED CHICKEN at the LEMP MANSION.

Discovering the LEMP MANSION was a fluke.  Discovered that they serve SUNDAY FAMILY STYLE DINNERS.
So we went.  Delicious meal.  Gorgeous environment to dine in with waiters formally dressed.  More on this later.
Said our Good-byes and drove back to KANSAS LAND.  Called it a day. Pics to follow after they are downloaded.

Monday was a restful day doing laundry, shuffling stuff in Kitchen cabinets and thumbing through paperwork.  

I continue to eliminate things that are no longer needed in our HOME.  It is a ongoing process.
Tidying has taken place as I went through old coloring books and toys.
A visit to the thrift shop is needed to drop off more STUFF that has to go.

Yesterday, I gathered a pile of religious books that no longer need to be in my HOME.
Instead of passing them on to others, they found themselves destroyed and trashed.

I continue to detox.  I have to get refreshed by the washing of the WORD without the help of certain ministries and their interpretations of what they want me to think.  It is necessary for me to detox.  This has been an ongoing process.  Another round of eye opening information blessed me to be real and the LORD is setting me free from religion. 

Contemplative Prayer is not necessary to connect with our Heavenly Father.  Contemplative Prayer is a demonic form of mysticism which can alter your consciousness.  CP is NOT necessary to being a child of God and to connect with HIM.  Beth Moore is a fan of contemplative prayer.  I have said my good-byes to BETH.   

Jesus leads the way in prayer by sharing the LORD's PRAYER.  There is no contemplative BUZZ words or MANTRA SOUNDS you must make to connect with Father God.  

Matthew 6:9-13King James Version (KJV)

⁹ After this manner therefore pray ye: Our Father which art in heaven, Hallowed be thy name.
¹⁰ Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done in earth, as it is in heaven.
¹¹ Give us this day our daily bread.
¹² And forgive us our debts, as we forgive our debtors.
¹³ And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil: For thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory, for ever. Amen.

 Jesus taught us to pray, "Our Father who art in heaven, Hallowed be thy name." 

 After getting over the initial SHOCK that so many ministries are part of the EMERGENT CHURCH, I am going to be alright. 

It's easier for me to identify their toils and snares.  Because a ministry encourages sharing the gospel and what they believe, it doesn't mean that there isn't more to their inclusive beliefs than the gospel.  The "This is what I believe...but you're still part of the body of Christ even if you don't know JESUS name....you're still saved." is a blatant lie.  The emergent church is into numbers and not the saving of souls.  They are alright if others are still into darkness as long as others are nice about it and do not JUDGE them.

This LOVE LOVE LOVE everybody is a part of this false unity movement.  All systems are go as long as you're nice about it and don't judge others false doctrines.  

My head was spinning.  

There is no need to stand in a chalk drawn circle on the floor with other women holding hands to pray.  Witchcraft.  Nancy Leigh Demoss encourages others to stand in a chalk drawn circle holding hands to pray.  

Satan comes as a angel of light.  Others may look like they are concerned about your salvation, but they are interested in your money and having peace about it.  

BEWARE of those that give their so-called christian TESTIMONY but don't mention that they were made a new creature in Christ, Born Again, and REGENERATED when Jesus became their Savior.

Many years ago, I was so in love with the GREAT Joyce Meyer.  Her down to earth stance on life caught my attention and when she talked with that raspy voice of hers, I was convicted she was telling the truth.  Slowly over the years, I detoxed from her point of view.  Recently I watched her testimony on youtube.  It was more about the details of her sexual encounters with her biological father when he sexually abused her and how many times she was raped by him.  She stated that she lured a neighbor girl into her father's house so he could molest this child.  She says she forgave her father, bought him a house and led him to the Lord.   

By the end of the video, she lets us know that you can be like her.  I was surprised that she wasn't pounding her chest as she stated we could be like her.  There was no concentrated effort to become a born again Christian filled with the Holy Spirit.  It was more like soft porn.  This was disturbing to me not to mention her poor face that has had one too many face lifts.  She now looks so much like Batman's Joker, I feel pain when I look at her.

One of the reasons I got off into the weeds with my Christian Faith and got into the word of faith movement way back when was that I did not appreciate what being BORN AGAIN really meant.  By desiring to be a more POWERFUL CHRISTIAN I was enticed into having a real testimony...what ever that might be.  NO MORE being in a dead church....had to be in fellowship with loud music and loud preachers.  To be a MORE powerful christian that wouldn't be fooled by false religions or hurt by others, I walked smack dab into the word of faith movement.  It was in the NOT WANTING to be in a cult that I walked bigger than life into a cult with false teachings and beliefs.  

When you are BORN AGAIN....you have a testimony.  When you come out of the darkness into God's light by being born again, you have a TESTIMONY.  You are a new creature in Christ.  All those old things have passed away.  No more are you the walking dead...you now have the Spirit of the LIVING GOD in you.  It is through the LORD JESUS CHRIST that your sins are forgiven and you become a child of GOD.    

This passed month, I fell over when I found out the wonderful Rev. Billy Graham is a 33rd Degree Freemason.  Fell over.  Oral Roberts being a 33rd Degree Freemason wasn't as shocking to me as Billy.  It was difficult to believe that friendly faces like Joel Osteen are willing to tell you this is what I believe...but never tell you to repent from sinful lifestyles.  Repentance isn't in this man's vocabulary.  In Joel's sermons it doesn't matter what you need to correct or give up....there will be a break through!  He will tell you that God is on your side no matter what....no matter what.  No correction required according to Joel.   

Reading about famous 33rd Degree Freemasons opened my eyes.  I did listen to some documentaries about Billy Graham's Ministry over the years and it is very eye opening to what the Freemason's god is compared to Biblical God.  Their enlightened one that you get power from is none other than satan.  I don't believe it?....are you kidding? Study up.

How can a preacher that sounds so convincing be a christian that still believes it's alright to believe what ever you want to believe and think it's alright to return to a church that practices false religions and worships false gods???

All roads lead to God with the ecumenical church and it doesn't matter what you believe....you are heaven bound.  Oprah's religion follows in this line of thought. 

BEWARE when a ministry shares the gospel and then says "THIS IS WHAT I BELIEVE!"  then fails to mention that they are more interested in raising the numbers of their club than the salvation of people's souls, are a freemason, involved in the illuminati, are a luciferian, or believe that we can become a GOD ourselves.

BEWARE of ministries that use INFRASONIC SOUND TRANSDUCERS in their services.  This is sound that is felt and not heard.  The more emotional you become with these devices activating sound that is felt, the more you can be encouraged to believe you are being led by the Holy Spirit because you're crying or feeling pleasure.  A false sense of well being can be created by infrasonic sound.  CHA CHING...the sales go up and there will be the exchanging of money.

Have you been fooled into believing that you have been touched by God when it was silent sound you felt being aimed at your body?  I was.  I admit it…I was tricked.

Joyce Meyer has been known to be a customer of those that sell Infrasonic Sound Transducers along with the GREAT Benny Hinn.  In Benny's services, he commands the Holy Spirit to show up over in that section of people in 10 minutes after all stand and raise their arms while holding hands then he yells into his microphone NOW.  ALL FALL DOWN and begin to weep.  Not sad, but have tears streaming down the face.  Not sad.  Why?  Been there.  Done that.

Funny thing is that I had no idea at the time what Infrasonic Sound Transducers were.  I just knew that I felt a wave of something come toward me which caused me to fall down with tears streaming down my face when I wasn't sad, upset or angry.  

It wasn't the Holy Spirit.  It was sound that couldn't be heard, but felt.

Why do you suppose we all were told to stand with our arms raised up over our heads and were to hold hands?  Oh Benny.....you are something else.

Do you catch my drift?

I have had to repent from such foolishness.  Getting my children involved into this line of thinking has been painful.  Much damage was done with long lasting consequences.  I continue to pray for their healing.

The simplicity of God's Gospel isn't so complicated.  Detoxing from wrong teachings and false doctrines is liberating.  Who Jesus sets free is free indeed.

My HOME means more to me now than ever.  
I continue to detox,
d 

Almond JOY

~ME BAD~

i'm tellin'!

OMgoodness…i have been very bad 

by eating so many miniature Almond Joys.

I should be really ashamed of myself, but i'm not.

The coconut has satisfied my sweet tooth.

Can't help myself.

I am just about finished with the bag that I brought HOME 
the other day when I was craving CHOCOLATE.

Milk Chocolate, s w e e t, almond, coconut.

So good, especially this time of year.

Melts in your mouth kinda good.

Gosh Guys…

Have a great week-end.

d

JIbber Jabber

Feeling rested enough to blog

after a mind boggling couple of weeks.

Mind boggling.  

Such serious things going on in the world.  

Then I found some old letters in a basket I had saved 

from my children when they were young.

Read them.  

That was the last straw.

Cried. 

Gathered my thoughts.

Placed the letters back in the basket

and carried on.   

With the weather being pleasant we ate at SONIC with the car windows rolled down then went to some shops.

Wanted to get a couple of pumpkins to display in the porch urns where the Summer Geraniums were.  In disbelief that Summer has been replaced by Autumn, the pumpkins are there now and if I do say so myself, THEY LOOK GREAT!  I went so far as to buy a few packages of orange lights and tiny white MUMMIES to light up the porch this HARVEST HOLIDAY.  

HARVEST HOLIDAY seems to be the CORRECT Christian label for HALLOWEEN.  I still say Halloween, but not when it comes to decorating in FALL.  Please forgive me if this is offensive...I mean no harm.

Yesterday morning it was 33 degrees as I drove Lil Miss to school.  Which got me fired up to share about what has transpired in my Christian WALK.  Then I cooled off a tad and  decided NOT to RANT at this time.

It has been an eye opening couple of weeks.  EYE OPENING about the all knowing eye, secret societies, hand signals, portraits, the angel of light and the beat goes on about the ecumenical movement.

I was having difficulty accepting the truth about some big named ministries.  Difficult.  I'll refrain from naming names right now.  I have been dumbfounded before where it was so sobering I was numb.  It's not a pleasant feeling.  Uncomfortable to say the least.  I will be fine.  My daughter asked me if I felt set-free?  I had to say no.  I know I'll be alright, but for right now, it is  s o b e r i n g.  

Pitching books from the shelves after being convinced that these books are not SACRED or worth keeping, I have continued thinning out more clutter.  What a work-out.  Needing to wrap this up and get ready for the holidays.  It's mid OCTOBER.

My Parents surprised me today by stopping by on their way to Topeka to celebrate their 66th Wedding Anniversary.  The Parlour was tidy enough that it looked like we are civil people that live here.  Dishes were washed and it was evident that I had been polishing silver in the kitchen.  The rest of the house was a wreck because Ive been going through every room gathering STUFF to get rid of.

Dad is very quiet these days and it is apparent that he cannot recall things.  He has a sweet disposition.  Mom on the other hand is having to watch her sweetheart slowly fad from the vibrant man she once knew.  Thankful that she can still drive her car, help Dad get in and out of the car and assist him up and down stairs.  He uses a walker and wheel chair.  I'm not sure he knows who I am.  He speaks very little and I do not have the heart to ask him...do you know who I am?

I know that as I was walking out to their car to say good-bye that my 'ole body is not moving as fast as it once did.  I carry more weight on me than I can shake a stick at.  I have to admit that I AM MATRONLY.  

A well ROUNDED individual...ha.  On some medical papers I recently received, I am noted as a well-developed, well-nourished Caucasian female in no acute distress who appears her stated age.  Well how's 'bout that?  My general appearance is...in other words, 
I AM FAT.  OVER WEIGHT.  I can live with that.  

I can add that my mood is appropriate and patient is oriented to time and place!!!  That's good to know for a fat lady that's well-developed in no acute distress who appears her stated age.  

AND THE BEAT GOES ON.
Love,
d   

Breaking News: ORU Unearths Tunnel Used By Chancellor Oral Roberts

Is this guy making light of
this tunnel as if it were never used by others so they would not be seen coming and going including Oral Roberts?

Newspaper In Bed

I still read newspapers.  I haven't completely stopped handling magazines and newspapers.  I like the feel of a real newspaper in my hands while flipping through the pages. Staying in bed hasn't happened in a while, but I have hopes of having a slow paced day like I were at a SPA to unwind.

For the time being I am still going through our STUFF and getting more organized.  My poor house looks like a whirlwind went through it.  I hope to tidy up sooner than later.  SIGH.

Hubby and I made headway clearing out some more STUFF.  The backseat of our lil auto was crammed full of goodies going bye-bye.  We dumped it off and drove away feeling some relief.  The go round of "round what ever it is" has been a long drawn out process.

We have a ways to go before I can say it is finished.  DETOXING my house of CLUTTER.  I am ashamed of how much it got out of hand.  This phase will phase itself out and I will be at a stopping point for awhile.

The physical JUNQUE is going away.  But I am also studying up on what needs to be de-cluttered in my Christian Walk.  Oh my....it's a doosey.  However that is spelled.  I'm not sure I can disclose all that is coming to light right now and do it any justice.  The things that are coming to light are a bit difficult to handle at the present.  Some of this has to soak in before I can talk about it.

Mercy,
d

BEAUTIFUL SUNDAY

Beautiful Sunday. 

Relaxing and resting in the Lord. 

During my life, I have spent way too much time spinning my wheels. 

I heard to relax in the Lord is by accepting that you have done what God has wanted you to do and that is to accept HIM. I did this way back when….but I didn't rest in the Lord. 

It's exhausting always putting ones self down because one isn't doing enough for God. 
That's not what it's about. 

A relationship with God through Christ and being on good terms with Him verses religion 
where you work yourself silly trying to be good enough. 

In a relationship with HIM and RESTING. 

Amen. 

Have a blessed SUNDAY and wonderful LIFE!

d

Jibber Jabber

Being that it's mid-week….OCTOBER FIRST IS HERE.
Early this morning thunder rumbled as flashes of bright, white light popped through the window. The curtains and shutters did not prevent noise from entering the bedroom at all as I rolled over in bed and went back to sleep waking around 7.

As I drove Lil Miss to school this morning, the detached green and orange leaves that have fallen into freedom rippled across the road as if it were a type of earthy colored snow.  Relaxing that Autumn is here there will be cooler nights as the temps acknowledge a changing in the SEASONS as I think of Halloween Candy, Thanksgiving Dinners and Christmas CELEBRATIONS.  Temps were cooler in their 6os and I sighed with relief that it wasn't blazing hot this morning.  A more refreshing way to start the mornings off.

Crock pot roast with white onion slices, chopped potatoes and baby carrots cooked all day as I ran errands.  I left the peels on the potatoes knowing that more nutrients are remaining.  No dessert tonight, but if I had made some it would have been white cake with sweet, white frosting as my sweet tooth is craving. 

I had a great day.

Time to shut down and get rested for a new day.  

The sound of thunder started up again this evening,

d  

P.S.  Pray for God's wisdom concerning difficult relationships.  
He will help you when Jesus is your Savior and you're filled with God's Holy Spirit.  Wisdom will come.