Tag Archives: This Is My Story


Moved 8 loads of mulch.
Cleaned and moved many things in garage.
Stung by 2 wasps.
Bitten by 1 spider.
Given up counting mosquito bites.
Matted eyes due to allergies.
Sang along with songs playing in my head.
Tools moved to shed. Freezer is moved into the house. Kitchen is re-arranged and fairly clean. Whew!! I’m so ready for the Sabbath.
“Standing, standing…”
At the beginning of summer, I could not have rearranged the garage or moved that freezer by myself. The only thing I couldn’t do was get the stupid door off its hinges, so I called on one of my wonderful neighbors to help. Walla – door off. Cleaned areas I hadn’t seen for three years and decided to change everything else. Room-by-room the house is becoming a new creation.
“Standing, standing…”
The house is not the only thing being made new. Ryndiyah (10 year old lab girl) is running and keeping up with Koayah (7 year old lab girl). It has been a long time since I’ve seen both of them running and playing like puppies, and yet – everyday they are tearing through the woods in pursuit of an orange ball, jumping on the bed to wake me up in the morning, or throwing themselves on the grass just to squiggle on their backs. Unless I leave, they still are not more than a few feet from me at any time of the day, and are waiting at the door, balls in their mouths when I get home.
“Standing on the promises of Christ my King
Through eternal ages let his praises ring…”
This summer has had 30+ days of 90 degrees and high humidity. So I’m definitely ready for a “new” weather pattern to bless us with cooler weather. Then I see all the pollinators buzzing around the flowers. Humming birds emptying out the feeders in record time. A rare moment to sit on the patio swing and soak in the quiet blessings of the heat at the end of the day. While close by, Shadow-Spooky-Sparkle traps another bug or frog or lizard as she says, “Meow, meow” and I answer, “Meow, m’ow”. Somehow, the hot summer isn’t so bad, and I relax even more, closing my eyes, swinging back and forth, back and forth.
“Glory in the highest, I will shout and sing
Standing on the promises of God.”
School kicks into high gear next week. Meetings. Rooms to get ready. Visions to turn into lesson plans. Books to catalogue. Decorations to enhance bare walls. Prayers to circle around the room and the students that will come the next week. August is here. Can Fall be far behind?
“For all of God’s promises have been fulfilled in Christ with a resounding “Yes!” And through Christ, our “Amen” (which means “Yes”) ascends to God for his glory.”~2 Cor 1:20
It is amazing what can be accomplished when “Standing on the promises of Christ the King.” All of a sudden, I find myself: “Praising my Savior all the day long. This is my story, this is my song. Praising my Savior all the day long…”
Just one song after another.


Running errands, unloading 4 – 50 lb bags of garden manure, and four good sized shrubs with a mashed toe – be it broken or stoved – was probably not some of the brightest things I’ve ever chosen to do – – Not the stupidest – but definitely ranks right up there with painful. A couple Aleve later, a little elevation, and I can smile again.

“Shout with joy to the LORD, all the earth!”~ Ps 100:1-3

It is time like these when I can hear Abba’s voice the clearest since He is laughing and trying not to say ‘He told me so’. He gives us knowledge and wisdom, but it doesn’t mean that we use it very often. At least – – – I don’t use it very often. sigh.

I am somewhat celebrating though. Last weekend when we started this new project, we broke the water line coming into the house. Which indirectly led us to finding a broken water pressure tank – so water has been on and off for the past couple of days.

When more than one thing breaks, this little worm starts squirming around in my brain that something else is about to break. You see, Mom Kaufman used to say that things always happened in threes (I’m pretty sure my mom used to say this as well, but for some reason it is always Helen’s voice that I hear in my head). Anyway – long story short – I figured out today – when I was limping around various places – that the third thing was already broken.

You betcha – my toe.

So – – – Got my wisdom back. Stayin’ off my foot (at least until I get the Grands tomorrow). And – – –“This is my story. This is my song. Praisin’ my Saviour all the day long”.

1942 Daily Ration: ” ‘Blessed is the man that walketh not in the counsel of the ungodly, nor standeth in the way of sinners, nor sitteth in the seat of the scornful. But his delight is in the law of the LORD; and in his law doth he meditate day and night.’~Ps 1:1-2

“Read: Psalms 1 and 8.

‘His delight is in the law of the Lord.’ Nature’s laws are God’s laws. Their fragments, discovered and recorded by early writers, amply reveal their fundamental nature. The psalmist pronounced him blessed whose mediation was focused here.

“Men of different generations may differently interpret the manifestations of God in nature, the unchanging book of divine relation, but the book remains and its laws are written in every star and blade of grass. The Eternal does not change, though manifest in multitudinous ways.

“The query ‘When I consider thy heavens, the work of thy fingers, the moon and the stars, which tho hast ordained; what is man, that thou art mindful of him? and the son of man, that thou visitest him?” rises from meditation upon the law of the Lord. Humility is born of knowledge; and knowledge is born of meditative experience.

“Prayer: ‘O Lord our Lord, how excellent is thy name in all the earth!’ Grant unto us the joy of thy presence. Help us to read thy law aright today. In Christ’s name, Amen.”