Well, another weekend has gone by and this one was a good one. On Friday night, we had a surprise supper for Trace at Cracker Barrel. She genuinely had no idea-- it was great. She walked in and saw Chuck and I and was like "Hey". Surprised to see us but not connecting it with her birthday. Then when she caught sight of Chris, she got an inkling. She looked at JLuv, then at Chris, then at us. She realized then that it was no coincidence that we were all there... D and Shauna came later and we all had a good time.
We went back to Trace's afterwards and played Loaded Questions, which was so much fun!!! I hope that we were able to give Tracey a great night- she has been giong through alot lately with her Dad. She worries so much about his relationship with the Lord. He says everything is good but then says things that let her know it's not. I love that girl so much... she is a sweetheart. Her dad and my step-dad are 2nd cousins- so we're family too. I pray for not only a physical healing for her Dad, but more importantly for his spiritual healing.
I spent the rest of the weekend with my family-- my parents, my brothers and my neice. I had my birthday meal on Saturday (which was all my favorites plus my favorite dessert). Then yesterday, I went to my home church. I love that church... it's where I attended for most of my life. LOL. I love seeing my family and church family that I don't get to see often. I always sing a couple songs-- some of my favorites that I don't get to do anymore. They've listened to me sing for all these years and have always been my encouragers.
Plus, they still sing hyms, which I LOVE. You know, it's strange how the very things we really didn't like become the things that comfort us the most. I remember going to college and them singing all worship chorus'... I loved it but soon I began to miss my hymns. The ones that I heard from my infancy- literally. LOL. "The Old Rugged Cross", "I'll Meet You In the Morning", "Victory In Jesus", "Love Lifted Me", "Jesus Breaks Every Fetter", "In the Cross", "The Glory Land Way" and of course, "I'll Fly Away". I remember crying as a youngster when I heard "I'd Rather Have Jesus"- it still makes me tear up when I sing it now. It just speaks to me. Those songs just soothe my soul because they remind me of my childhood and they still resonate now as much as they did when written. My mom has started integrating in newer worship songs but those hymns will always be a tradition in my home church and I am glad.
Well, my nightmare finally came true. Ever since I have been teaching the little ones (3&4 yr olds), I have been worried to death that one day, something would happen, and they would be all alone, to run amuck with no supervision. I don't know why I have had that fear, but it happened this Sunday. I told our children's pastor last Sunday night I would be gone this weekend, but I intended to remind her during the week so she wouldn't forgot. Well, I forgot and didn't call her. She forgot and didn't get a sub for me. We had 16 show up for my class!!! My kids are sooooo great that they probably just went in and sat down and were just waiting on Ms. Kristy to show up and bring their snack. LOL. Chuck called last night and told me & I was freaking out!!! He said that one of the moms went to drop her kid off and when she didn't see anyone, went and told Carla. My poor kids will think I abandoned them!!! They'll be asking me a bunch of questions next week, I guarantee... LOL. Thankfully, they didn't try to stage a coup or anything, but it's still scary. Carla is so great- she is calm to my overreaction. LOL. Teaching the little ones was a leap for me because I had only taught 5 and up before. They terrified me at first but they were so tolerant and loving and sweet that I began to enjoy it. I love it now... I wouldn't trade them for the world.
Monday, October 27, 2008
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
My Birthday Prank
Ok, my co-workers are CRAZY!!! Let me preface this story by saying that they desperately want to see me married with a family. They think I am too picky and get tired of me never following through with dates or crushes. They have tried to set me up with people, even having them come to work with them so I can "Meet them". They drive me nuts, but I know it's because they love me. Really, I should just keep my big mouth shut about men and they wouldn't know my business, but that bridge has already been crossed. Anyways, on to today...
So this morning I get to work and they have a cake for me. My boss brought me cinnamon rolls y'day since he was off today so I was surprised to get a cake too-- Until I saw the cake. It said "Happy Birthday, Kristy" then a clock in the middle with "tick-tock" at the bottom. I have to admit it was funny, but then they took it a step further. I had seen them all whispering amongst themselves, but thought maybe they were telling a joke I wouldn't want to hear. No such luck. I have to open up the window for customers at 8am, so I go out there and taped to the door is this big signs with balloons attached. "Happy Birthday to our 'single' clerk Kristy 1-800-Dr Phyllis."
(See, forever ago, during one of my lectures to Chuck about who knows what, he called me "Dr. Phyllis" to be funny. Well, in a moment of utter stupidity on my part, I told my co-workers & I will forever regret that mistake... they won't let it go!!!)
I just stopped dead in my tracks and was mortified. People had been coming in and out all morning long seeing this sign. I came back in and asked if someone was smoking crack or something because there was fixing to be some workplace violence going on. They all acted like they had no idea what I was talking about. They were almost rolling laughing so hard.
I immediately took down the sign amidst them protesting their innocence. Then later on, they had a clerk in Columbia come by and tell me that there was big sign up right by my house saying the same thing. Well, that wasn't true-- they just want to torture me... it's like working with my older brothers and cousins sometimes. They forget, though, that they have birthdays too... HE HE HE (imagine evil laughter).
I have had worse birthday pranks, mostly in college or by my cousins, but this one was good. I have to give it to them- they have imagination. Lol.
So this morning I get to work and they have a cake for me. My boss brought me cinnamon rolls y'day since he was off today so I was surprised to get a cake too-- Until I saw the cake. It said "Happy Birthday, Kristy" then a clock in the middle with "tick-tock" at the bottom. I have to admit it was funny, but then they took it a step further. I had seen them all whispering amongst themselves, but thought maybe they were telling a joke I wouldn't want to hear. No such luck. I have to open up the window for customers at 8am, so I go out there and taped to the door is this big signs with balloons attached. "Happy Birthday to our 'single' clerk Kristy 1-800-Dr Phyllis."
(See, forever ago, during one of my lectures to Chuck about who knows what, he called me "Dr. Phyllis" to be funny. Well, in a moment of utter stupidity on my part, I told my co-workers & I will forever regret that mistake... they won't let it go!!!)
I just stopped dead in my tracks and was mortified. People had been coming in and out all morning long seeing this sign. I came back in and asked if someone was smoking crack or something because there was fixing to be some workplace violence going on. They all acted like they had no idea what I was talking about. They were almost rolling laughing so hard.
I immediately took down the sign amidst them protesting their innocence. Then later on, they had a clerk in Columbia come by and tell me that there was big sign up right by my house saying the same thing. Well, that wasn't true-- they just want to torture me... it's like working with my older brothers and cousins sometimes. They forget, though, that they have birthdays too... HE HE HE (imagine evil laughter).
I have had worse birthday pranks, mostly in college or by my cousins, but this one was good. I have to give it to them- they have imagination. Lol.
God is good
33 years ago, God gave me life. Yes, I was conceived by my parents and my mother gave birth to me, but God is the source of my life. I am so BLESSED to have been born in a Christian home to parents that loved God (and me) with all their hearts. I don't have alot of memories of my Dad but I remember being little, crawling under the pews at church, watching him teach or preach; watching my Mama teach Sunday School, lead song service, cleaning the church. I not only heard the words, but saw it lived out. What a foundation to build on. Then after my Dad died, my Uncle Henry stepped in and wonderfully fathered me until my step-dad came along. Even though we have had some rocky, rocky times, I understand that God has used him to form things in me that I would need now. He did his best to be a good Dad to me but sometimes people aren't equipped to be parents, you know? As an adult, I love him more than as a teenager I ever thought I could. lol. We have a good relationship now and I am glad he's my Dad. I have been so blessed...
I thank God for all my blessings- family, friends, health, my job, my church, all of my many "kids". I thank Him most of all for my life. He gave me my first breath 33 years ago when I was born, then gave me a second breath after I attempted suicide, then gave me a brand new start when I surrendered that life to him when I was 15. What an awesome God I serve!!! He truly puts a song in my heart and a joy in my soul that nothing can take away. God is good!
I thank God for all my blessings- family, friends, health, my job, my church, all of my many "kids". I thank Him most of all for my life. He gave me my first breath 33 years ago when I was born, then gave me a second breath after I attempted suicide, then gave me a brand new start when I surrendered that life to him when I was 15. What an awesome God I serve!!! He truly puts a song in my heart and a joy in my soul that nothing can take away. God is good!
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Help me, Lord...
Do you ever have those days of utter confusion? I do... this weekend was my "confused" weekend. You know what I mean? I try to wrap my brain around situations or incidents that defy my thinking... then I make myself crazy because I can't Make it make sense or make them understand. I want so badly to be able to fix people-- fix them to my way of thinking or acting. Fix them so they don't hurt me or make me cry. But you know what? As I grow up into this "adulthood", I realize that I can't fix someone else. It's not in my power. And sometimes they don't need to be fixed- I do. Sometimes all you can do is hand them or the situation to God and say "Here, Lord. You know what needs to change, whether it be in me or them. Change it according to Your will, not mine. Help me to love them like you love me."
Unconditional love is sooo hard. "It keeps no record of sin" 1 Cor 13:3. Real love doesn't remember when the person did the same thing to you 3 months ago or 3 years ago. It doesnt't keep track of wrongs. My Mama is like that... I am so blessed to have a Godly mother yet she shows me how far I have to go. We have family and church members that have done things to her that honestly make me livid and break my heart... yet she loves them anyway. Seriously, would give them her last drink of water in the desert. I am soooo not like that. I allow others actions to cause my reactions to them. I hate that I am that way. You can't have a "breaking point" as a Christian-- if Christ had had one, I would have blown by it long ago. I know that there are times when people or situations become unhealthy to us as believers and we must separate ourselves... but I do it when it's just too hard for me to love them anymore. I so need God to work on my heart- to toughen it so that wrongs just bounce off, to soften it that I feel overwhelming love at ALL times.
"Lord, give me the heart of Christ. A heart of unconditional love that even when being spit upon, beaten, and bruised, His eyes were full of pain not for Himself, but for Their need of a Savior. Let me love more than I am loved, even when I am hated or mistreated. Help me to let things go and be both thick skinned and soft hearted. Thank you for your unconditional, steadfast love that has been my mainstay for all my life... I love you, Father."
Unconditional love is sooo hard. "It keeps no record of sin" 1 Cor 13:3. Real love doesn't remember when the person did the same thing to you 3 months ago or 3 years ago. It doesnt't keep track of wrongs. My Mama is like that... I am so blessed to have a Godly mother yet she shows me how far I have to go. We have family and church members that have done things to her that honestly make me livid and break my heart... yet she loves them anyway. Seriously, would give them her last drink of water in the desert. I am soooo not like that. I allow others actions to cause my reactions to them. I hate that I am that way. You can't have a "breaking point" as a Christian-- if Christ had had one, I would have blown by it long ago. I know that there are times when people or situations become unhealthy to us as believers and we must separate ourselves... but I do it when it's just too hard for me to love them anymore. I so need God to work on my heart- to toughen it so that wrongs just bounce off, to soften it that I feel overwhelming love at ALL times.
"Lord, give me the heart of Christ. A heart of unconditional love that even when being spit upon, beaten, and bruised, His eyes were full of pain not for Himself, but for Their need of a Savior. Let me love more than I am loved, even when I am hated or mistreated. Help me to let things go and be both thick skinned and soft hearted. Thank you for your unconditional, steadfast love that has been my mainstay for all my life... I love you, Father."
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
At last my prince has come!!
I have bought a car! Yes, the search is over- Thank You Lord! Seriously, I got a great deal on a great car. Silver 2006 Nissan Altima- clean and beautiful. I'm so in love... Lol. Ok, it's not as cute as a Caliber or RSX, but it fits me perfectly. Yah!
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
You Came
V1:
When I was unworthy, Without hope,
When I was undeserving, You came.
When I was so broken, Burdened with shame,
When I was drowning, You came.
Cho:
You came, and led me, to the Cross,
Where I fell, to my knees, and prayed.
I cried out, for mercy, and forgiveness,
Now I'm changed, because you came.
V2:
When I forget, all you've done,
When I stumble, You come.
When I start losing sight, of your face,
When I lose my way, You come.
Cho2:
You come, and lead me, to the Cross,
Where I fall, to my knees, and pray.
I cry out, for mercy, and forgiveness.
Now I'm changed, because you come.
Bridge:
Over and Over and Over, you come.
Breaking my heart, Remaking my heart.
Over and Over and Over, you come.
Falling down, you lift me up.
When I was unworthy, Without hope,
When I was undeserving, You came.
When I was so broken, Burdened with shame,
When I was drowning, You came.
Cho:
You came, and led me, to the Cross,
Where I fell, to my knees, and prayed.
I cried out, for mercy, and forgiveness,
Now I'm changed, because you came.
V2:
When I forget, all you've done,
When I stumble, You come.
When I start losing sight, of your face,
When I lose my way, You come.
Cho2:
You come, and lead me, to the Cross,
Where I fall, to my knees, and pray.
I cry out, for mercy, and forgiveness.
Now I'm changed, because you come.
Bridge:
Over and Over and Over, you come.
Breaking my heart, Remaking my heart.
Over and Over and Over, you come.
Falling down, you lift me up.
If at first you don't succeed...
Well, I think I've found another car. This time it seems alot more of what I want... Nice and clean inside and out, has cruise and keyless entry, low miles, great price. I go look at it 2morrow. I pray this one is 'the one'. Lol.
Sunday, October 5, 2008
FRUSTRATION!!!
Well, bad news, my darlings. I didn't get the cute little yellow Caliber. Steph and I got to the dealership and they were supposed to have the car ready. To explain more fully, I found this car on Autotrader.com, which had pics and a description of the car. So I had not actually seen the car till we got to Gonzales. Well, the first thing I see is a huge crack in the windshield, which ran right down in front of the driver. The dealer, Paula, says that she didn't even know it was there. That was red flag #1. They agree to fix it for me there or knock $300 off the price.
Then after I drive it around, I notice there is no Cruise. BAD!!! People, I am a speeder. Without cruise, my life is an endless stream of speeding tickets. I was NOT happy. See, It had big as Dallas on the description that there was Cruise Control and the window sticker said that it had cruise control. Well, the dealer seemed very blase' about it until she realized that I wasn't buying the car without it. I need 3 things in a car: good radio, keyless entry and cruise. So she does some talking to her manager and they agree to see if the Dodge dealership can get it added for me at no cost. They will get it fixed for me this week. Well, me being me, I just tell Paula that I am really unsure of the car by this point. It has some pretty large stains on the inside and some paint scrapes on the outside, plus the other things. Plus, I don't want to make another trip down there to Gonzales. So I tell her to let me know on Monday if they can even add the cruise now (which apparently sometimes can't be done aftermarket) and I'll tell her one way or the other what I will do. Then they call me after I leave and say they will deliver it to me here so I won't have to go back for it. WOW!!! They REALLY want me to buy this car... WHY???
I have had some major problems with my Diamante'... it's a beautiful car but it has been a trial in some ways. I rushed into buying it because of the luxury aspect and I DO NOT want to do that again. I have been praying that I would know immediately if this was the right car. When I saw the crack, it bothered me. If they don't even realize there is a HUGE crack in the windshield, what else have they missed? Why are they pushing it so hard, at a loss to themselves? So, I said all that to say this. I am not buying the car. As much as I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE the car, it's not for me. I got the feeling that I asked God for-- the "something ain't right here" feeling. So I'm gonna hate to break Paula's heart, but it has to be done. Goodbye, little Bumblebee car... it was fun while it lasted. The search goes on...
Then after I drive it around, I notice there is no Cruise. BAD!!! People, I am a speeder. Without cruise, my life is an endless stream of speeding tickets. I was NOT happy. See, It had big as Dallas on the description that there was Cruise Control and the window sticker said that it had cruise control. Well, the dealer seemed very blase' about it until she realized that I wasn't buying the car without it. I need 3 things in a car: good radio, keyless entry and cruise. So she does some talking to her manager and they agree to see if the Dodge dealership can get it added for me at no cost. They will get it fixed for me this week. Well, me being me, I just tell Paula that I am really unsure of the car by this point. It has some pretty large stains on the inside and some paint scrapes on the outside, plus the other things. Plus, I don't want to make another trip down there to Gonzales. So I tell her to let me know on Monday if they can even add the cruise now (which apparently sometimes can't be done aftermarket) and I'll tell her one way or the other what I will do. Then they call me after I leave and say they will deliver it to me here so I won't have to go back for it. WOW!!! They REALLY want me to buy this car... WHY???
I have had some major problems with my Diamante'... it's a beautiful car but it has been a trial in some ways. I rushed into buying it because of the luxury aspect and I DO NOT want to do that again. I have been praying that I would know immediately if this was the right car. When I saw the crack, it bothered me. If they don't even realize there is a HUGE crack in the windshield, what else have they missed? Why are they pushing it so hard, at a loss to themselves? So, I said all that to say this. I am not buying the car. As much as I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE the car, it's not for me. I got the feeling that I asked God for-- the "something ain't right here" feeling. So I'm gonna hate to break Paula's heart, but it has to be done. Goodbye, little Bumblebee car... it was fun while it lasted. The search goes on...
Saturday, October 4, 2008
I'm so excited!!!
Yah! Today I get my new ride! I am so excited. I am getting a 2007 Dodge Caliber. It's so cute. I know, I know-- quite a departure from a Mitsubishi Diamante, right? Well, I wanted better gas mileage and more dependability and something newer so YAH!!! Steph and I picking it up today and going shopping too. A great day all around! Lol.
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