Walking, with God, through life and discovering the world that He created
I think if I were a turkey this would totally be my song! A few years back this song was sent around as an e-card. I had an idea to see if it was on youtube and…it was! Happy Thanksgiving everyone! I hope you have a good one!
P.s. I am sorry for the extreme lack of posts lately! I promise to get back on soon! <3 to all!
Here is a really goofy skit from Saterday Night Live. It remindes me all to much of my family (particularly sister) as we are all so close. Enjoy!
~ Liz
Oh how music can be the best form of worship!!! It truly is! I think God gave us music so that we may compile such glorious lyrics as these in praise to him! Here is a song from Krystal Meyers latest CD “Make some Noise” it came out this past year. Krystal Meyers, though I admit I didn’t like her music at first, I believe has a wonderful talent. Most of her music has the same beat and tune but each and every one lyric is different. She is an amazing artist. I hope you feel the same breath-taking feeling as I did when I first heard this song. It is amazing, and interprets so vividly the feeling which we, as God’s children under go. That feeling of letting go the grasp that we think we hold on our lives. Letting go and letting God step in and take the lead. Enjoy!
~ Liz
P.s. Thanks so much for all the coments lately! I love hearing from you!
Last night I spent two wonderful hours with our Lord in adoration. I wish you all could have been there! It has been such a long time since I attended adoration; hopefully that gap between visits will lessen between He and I. I wanted to share with you a prayer that I read while adoring last night; I think you will like it.
This ship of Life
Saint Basil of Caesarea
Steer the ship of my life, Lord, to your quiet harbor, where I can be safe from the storms of sin and conflict. Show me the course I should take. Renew in me the gift of discernment, so that I can see the right direction in which I should go. And give me the strength and the courage to choose the right course, even when the sea is rough and the waves are high, knowing that through enduring hardship and danger in your name we shall find comfort in peace.
I just love the sound of fallen leaves crunching beneath your feet! It defines the season for me! But too much crunching while raking can get a little old. Raking/blowing leaves is never much fun, as I am sure you all know from your own experience! However, the events of yesterday were not following the norm of a day of yard work…let me relate them to you as they came into play;
First thing was waking up in the knowledge that I would be spending the entire day (Monday) doing yard work. We, my sister and I, were given leave from school in order to rid ourselves of the hazardous leaves that had fallen on the driveway etc. And our Dad was off work making the yard work go much smoother, without Daddy my sister and I would not have known where to start with so many leaves. Thank you Daddy!
Anyway, so about noon we found ourselves outside. First things first, it was time for me to leaf blow! So, my Dad and I got out the leaf blower and got me started doing it. Once that was begun and I was making my merry way down the drive way, Daddy and my sister C. went to start-up the lawn mower. Oops, for some reason…it didn’t work! So, getting out the battery they had to reboot the thing to get it started. At the same time this is going on I am up the hill blowing when the blower begins making a funny noise. It makes this noise a few more times and then “whirrrr…. ” it shuts down! With a grunt, wondering what I did to break it, I walk down the driveway and ask my Dad what is wrong with it or rather, “What did I do to it Daddy!” So the two of us sit down then try and fix it. While doing this, C. drives up the hill telling us we needed to move our soccer goal out of the way of the mower so she can continue. My Dad explains to her the condition of the blower and says that while we are removing the soccer goal she, might as well, go ahead and mow the leaves off the driveway.
So Daddy and I head back to deal with the goal. After we are finished that we both make our way back up and around the house to see, once again to the blower, which, by the way, is in pieces next to the open tool box since we were in the process of fixing it.
In the mean time, C. is driving down the driveway in the mower when suddenly…her vision is clouded by smoke, seemingly pouring out from in front of her!
Daddy and I are walking up the hill on the side of the house and, on arrive in front we are greeted by a flaming lawn mower coming towards us down the driveway! C., still sitting on it, notices the flames, shuts off the mower and dismounts. Daddy runs up the hill after grabbing something to try and wave the flames out. This method proved ineffective as the dry leaves under the mower were just burning more! Quickly, Daddy tells the two wide-mouthed on lookers to run and get the hose. So C. and I run to execute this order when, the hose won’t reach! In a rush Daddy comes down the hill and desperately yanks the hose. At this point; the hose is set loose and so are all the tools and pieces to the blower that had been sitting near by! “Ping!” They fly into the air, all 20 or more assorted pieces buried under the leaves.
With as sigh, we finally get up the hill and extinguish the fire. Thank God it didn’t spread into anything more than just underneath the mower. Well, to wrap up this story with a happy ending…we fixed the blower and were able to find all but one of the pieces from Daddy’s tool box. Let me tell you, it was a day filled with kisses from God. I really felt it when the blower broke for the 3rd time later that day. Surprisingly, after all these events, which occurred within a half our, we were still able to get all the work done that was planned.
All in all it was a good day and made for an even better story 
I am glad you weren’t there to witness how much I am exaggerating :::hee hee::: I love telling stories! Thanks for reading such a long, event filled post. I hope you enjoyed it! Now you had better get outside and start raking so you can have kisses from God like mine.
~ Liz
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I would like to take a moment to bow our heads and pray for the victims at Fort Hood. The wounded and the 14 deceased, one life which was still being carried inside it’s mother’s womb. However we must not fail to pray for another victim. The victim of sin and the killer of all the innocent in this attack.
Lord Jesus Christ most merciful; you know all things and deal most justly with our wrongs. Help those who were killed and unprepared to face judgment in your court. And help the families of those killed, as they were not ready to give their loved ones to you. Your will is beyond all our understanding… especially in death. Help us to be at peace with your will, knowing it is Your will and that Your will is the will of our Savior.
I will be offering my day tomorrow for all the victims at Fort Hood. I would urge you all to do the same.
~ Liz
Wondering what it’s all about, my family and a friend of mine watched Twilight the other night. Needless to say, after watching it I am wondering even more what people find in it! My main questions is; how does the movie differ from the book. If one of my readers has an answer to this questions, I would be thrilled to find out. Because, after watching the movie the book is of little to no interest to me, apart from answering this question. However, I will admit that the New Moon Twilight movie looks better than the first one.
Most good things I head of the story is that it was chased. Now, still having never read the books, my review of the movie is that it was not chaste. The only two parts containing any hints of chastity would be; A: When Edward drives to save Bella in the car and says he didn’t like the immoral things Bella’s attackers were thinking. B: The last scene, the only one I liked, when Edward does not bite Bella and says, “Isn’t it enough to spend one life time with me?” very, very sweet quote. It creeped me out when Edward was watching Bella sleep in her room. This being one of the least chaste things in the film. It was rather disturbing to me.
It made me sad to see, partially what people liked in it; “I want a relationship like Bella and Edward” is one thing I hear from girls. This relationship, to cut yourself off from others for your boyfriend is silly. You’re relationship with any friend, boyfriend, girlfriend should never cut you off from others. In fact, it should bring you closer to them!
I think the story had a lot of potential and it is a shame that the morals in it were poor. I found it very entertaining. Not a movie I would watch a second time through. If you want to see what it’s all about, I would recommend watching it yourself. It is the kind of movie you need to develope your own opinion about. The former…was mine.
<3 Liz
True Politeness
by Archbishop Fulton J. Sheen
The politeness of respectability in the condescension of a conscious superior to an inferior; the “politeness” of a classless society is the elimination of those above the contrary, is that “each of you have the humility to think others better men than himself, and study the welfare of others, not his own.” This secret of courtesy was given by Paul to the Philippians.
But why should the superior consider himself as inferior to others? First, because we can always know the worst about ourselves, but we can only guess the worst in our neighbor. Since we are certain of our failings, but uncertain of the failings of others, we should treat them with great respect. Though we may be “superior” to others in education, wealth, and prestige, they may be above us in virtue. Furthermore, if they had been given our graces and opportunities, they might have been a thousand times nobler than ourselves. As children of God, we must not await love to be loving; we must project love where we do not find it and thus make others lovable.
This is the kind of love that parents feel for children, not counting whether they are smart or beautiful, but just because they are. The family is the one place in the world where one is valued, not because of what one earns or because of what ones prestige, but simply because one has existence. Parental love is because of what is in the parents, and not what is in the children. The newborn babe has neither thought nor love, nor power, nor self expression, and yet the mother loves it with a love that is akin to the love of life itself.
All this is a reflection of the love that is in God, who sympathizes with things at their lowest level. Such is the love that we must bear to the people if Asia and Africa and Oceania, who have not our advantages. They are loved by God, and therefore we must love them, regardless of who they are. It is easy enough to love those who love us, but Our Lord said “What reward is there in this?” We have to put love where we do not find it…even in our enemies. That is how we prove the love of God in us. Earthworms are uncomfortable companions for angels; moles are unhappy creatures for eagles; yet love made the Savior bear society of of ignorant and carnal followers.
Courtesy of this kind is the best taught by example, rather than precept. The night of the Last Supper, Our Lord, who was a King, acted as a servant; He was Master but he conducted himself as a disciple; He was the Alpha or First, but He knelt before His inferiors as if He were the least and the last. The Gospel tells us, “Jesus knew full well that the Father had lest everything in His hands, knew it was from God that He came, and to God that he went. And now, rising from the supper, He laid His garments aside, took a towel, and put it about Him; and then He poured water into the basin and began to wash the feet of His disciples, wiping them with a towel that girded Him.” The deepest act of humility is not inconsistent with dignity. If He had not done this humble act, we would never have known there was such compassion in Heaven. Humility goes to God because it comes from God.
The feet of the Apostles were covered with dust from their walk over dusty roads from Bethany to Jerusalem. To wash feet was the work of slaves. The group about the table is startled by the disturbance in the order of the meal. With hushed wonder and open-lipped expectation, they see Him rise from the table, in His garments-wondering what He will do next.
The very words used to describe the story of why God became man: “Rising from the supper,” i.e leaving the Bosom of the Father and Heaven itself. “Laid aside His garment.” Though He is God, He lays aside the glory of his Divinity and empties Himself. “Took a towel and put it about Him.” Taking upon Himself our human nature, He appeared in the form and the likeness of men, the towel being the mark of the servant. “Poured water into a basin,” i.e poured out the laver of regeneration. “Washing and wiping,” he cleans that which was foul in our capture and makes us clean again in the sight of God.
I was looking around on Amazon for some fun books on the TV show LOST (as I am sure you’ve realized I am a huge fan of) And I ran across these Finding LOST. They look like a lot of fun. The writer put together all kinds of themes and ideas that fans have had about the mysterious TV show. For instance; the island being where Emilia Earhart crashed.
Here is an awesome bible passage that I remember reading a long, long while back. It has stuck with me ever since. It is so powerful! Our Savior, Jesus, does have power over the devil, the sower of temptation. In time of our deepest trial, we must turn to God! And he shall set us free like birds.
“Wherefore thus says the Lord God; Behold I am against your magic bands with which you hunt the souls, and I will tear them from your arms; and I will let the souls that you hunt go free like birds. Your veils also I will tear off and deliver my people out of your hand, and they shall be no more in your hand as prey; and you shall know that I AM the Lord.” -Ezekiel 13:20-22
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