Wednesday, September 29, 2010

A late 9/11 post... unusual I know, but please read...

  • I read this on a friend's page on Facebook and liked it so much I asked her if I could post it on here. :-)
  • I'm not usually a patriotic, as you all probably know. :-) This story brought tears to my eyes! I hope you enjoy it and take the time to thank God for your dad.


  • Her hair was up in a ponytail Her favorite dress tied with a bow Today was Daddy's Day at school And she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her,That she probably should stay home.Why the kids might not understand,If she went to school alone. But she was not afraid;She knew just what to say.What to tell her classmates Of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried,For her to face this day alone. And that was why once again,She tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school,Eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees,A dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back,For everyone to meet Children squirming impatently,Anxious in their seats. One by one the teacher called,Each student from the class. To introduce their daddy,As seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name,Every child turned to stare. Each of them was searching,For a man who wasn't there."Where's her daddy at?"She heard a boy call out."She probably doesn't have one"Another student dared to shout. And from somewhere near the back,She heard a daddy say,"Looks like another deadbeat dad,Too busy to waste his day."The words did not offened her,As she smiled up at her mom. And looked back at her teacher,Who told her to go on. And with hands behind her back,Slowly she began to speak .And out from the mouth of a child, Came words incredibly unique."My daddy couldn't be here, Because he lives so far away. But I know he wishes he could be, Since this is such a special day. And though you cannot meet him,I wanted you to know. All about my daddy,And how much he loves me so. He loved to tell me stories He taught me to ride my bike. He surprised me with pink roses,And taught me to fly a kite. We used to share fudge sundaes,and ice cream in a cone. And though you cannot see him, I'm not standing here alone. Cause my daddy's always with me Even though we are apart. I know because he told me,He'll forever be in my heart."With that, her little hand reached up,and lay across her chest. Feeling her own heartbeat,Beneath her favorite dress. And from somewhere in the crowd of dads,Her mother stood in tears. Proudly watching her daughter,Who was wise beyond her years. For she stood up for the love Of a man not in her life. Doing what was best for her, Doing what was right. And when she dropped her hand back down,Staring straight into the crowd. She finished with a voice so soft, But its message clear and loud."I love my daddy very much, He's my shining star. And if he could he'd be here, But heaven's just too far. You see he was a fireman And died just this past year. When airplanes hit the towers And taught Americans to fear. But sometimes when I close my eyes,It's like he never went away."And then she closes her eyes,And saw him there that day. And to her mother's amazement,She witnessed with surprise. A room full of daddies and children,All starting to close their eyes. Who knows what they say before them, Who knows what they felt inside. Perhaps for merely a second,They saw him at her side."I know you're with me Daddy."To the silence she called out.And what happened next made believers, Of those once filled with doubt. Not one in that room could explain it,For each of their eyes had been closed. But there on the desk beside her,Was a fragrant long-stemmed pink rose. And a child was blessed, if only for a moment,By the love of her shining bright star.And given the gift of believing,That heaven is never too far .

- Unknown

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

I Am Called

I hear, I hear a voice out of heaven. I see the heavens open up.

I see, I see the dove is descending. A sign from God, in whom he is well pleased.

And I am going to take another simple step of obedience. An open witness of my faith for you.

So I will sink underneath the waters to crucify the old man. And rise up from the waters anew.

If by faith I have accepted, all my life I yield to You.

If by example you say follow, then by water I will prove.

That I am going to take another simple step of obedience. An open witness of my faith for you.

So I will sink underneath the waters to crucify the old man. And rise up from the waters anew.

And I am going to take another simple step of obedience. An open witness of my faith for you.

So I will sink underneath the waters to crucify the old man. And rise up from the waters anew.
-- Eli Eli -- Risen -- 'I Am Called' --

Sunday, September 26, 2010

For this God is our God...




Last night I was reading a Psalm before I went to bed and one verse really caught my attention.
For this God is our God for ever and ever: he will be our guide even unto death. Psalm 48:14
It is yet another one of God's assurances that he is guiding all our steps throughout this life. I love how it says 'For this God is our God..' that means a lot to me. And I believe it should mean a lot to every Christian. The guiding part also helped me to relax about everything that is happening around me right now. Being away from my family for the first time is a little scary at times, Dad and Mom aren't right beside me to say 'go for it' or 'I wouldn't if I were you'. The first time I walked into the church I was pretty much shaking in my boots, there's always been someone of my family there with me. Or at least a friend. This couple of weeks has been good for me though, I've been doing a lot of praying when ever I'm not sure about something or am afraid. It's amazing how just a little bump out of the normal can get you to start praying and really seeking God's help.
God never fails us and he is ever so faithful to his sheep. A song that a southern gospel quartet, Ernie Haase & Signature Sound, sings says, 'Let come what may, from day to day. My heavenly Father watches o'over me.... I trust in God, I know He cares for me...' Totally says that I'm trying to say. :-) Thank you Lord for watching over us!
Smiles and hugs everyone! Have a wonderful time with the warm fall weather we've been getting.

Thursday, September 23, 2010

Some News...


So, this morning around 6:30 Martha shot herself a cow elk! I talked to her on the phone and she sounds really excited, even though she says that she's only 'a bit' excited. :-) I'm excited for her!

I'm reading a book called Growing UpCountry by Don Mitchell. I'm about 3/4 of the way done reading it. There was one chapter that I didn't really appreciate, but other than that I have really enjoyed the book and would recommend it to anybody wanting to read about raising kids and a flock of sheep in Vermont. It has lots of humor and also good knowledge about both. :-)

The horse training is coming along. I have both of the colts saddled, and I'm working on the right before riding stuff. :-) Like being able to bounce beside them... being able to put my foot in the stirrup and bounce, etc. Getting closer and closer to actually riding. 15 days down, with 15 to go. I'm now getting anxious to go home and start hunting! :-) But I'm still enjoying my time here.





Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Horse Pictures

Here's some pictures of Bonchimon and Elzear the two colts I'm breaking. I hope you enjoy. :-)

Bonchimon.
Elzear. I think this is my favourite picture I took today.
Bonchimon. She's a very pretty horse. Hopefully she'll show lots of speed next year on the track.

Elzear is quite a bit flightier than Bonchimon.




Here's a body shot of Bonchimon. Probably not the best angle but it's what I have right now. :-)

For some reason I like this photo. I'm not sure why, but I do. :-)






Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Saskatoon!!!

Hello all!
For the first time I can say 'Greetings from Saskatoon'.... Well for a month anyways. :-) I'm here training horses.
Elzea and Bonchimon. The two horses I'm breaking. In short summery, pushy and mouthy. But they are coming along. Bonchimon (the filly) is doing better than Elzea (the gelding), as she is more trusting. When Elzea gets nervous he starts biting and pawing. But Bonchimon tries to chew on me the whole time. Both need work on that. For the first day I'm very happy on how far they've come. I've been able to pet them everywhere but their back legs. Elzea doesn't really like me going behind his shoulders. But he is accepting it more and more. :-) I loaded and unloaded the truck a couple of times today. It has made me properly tired. :-)
How do you like the name, SHEWINAGAIN? I love names like that! She is a broodmare here. Actually, she's Bonchimon's mom. She's got a nice bay stud colt at her side right now. :-)
Going for now.
Lydia