The KARATE KID

Aaron had a karate tournament this morning. This is only the 2nd one he has participated in. The first one was a learning experience. This afternoon when he got home, he told me he had done bad so I hugged him and told him that it was okay as long as he did his best. Then when I went about my business, he came back carrying 2 trophies and a medal. He was pretty excited.

Large Trophy - 2nd PLACE - Sparring

Small Trophy - 3rd PLACE - Flag Karate
Medal - 4th PLACE - Forms

RAIN, RAIN, RAIN

There has been a lot of work accomplished on our property since my husband bought it. Most of it had already been done before I even met him. I didn't realize until I saw a couple of pictures of how much work he had actually done. We have some springs on our property and one of them runs into the creek. However, the one that is behind our house up in the hill runs down to the one that is by the creek. When it rains, this springs runs down from the hill, around the hill by our yard and down to the other spring and into the yard and creek. After years of this, the yard was washed out and rocky. I never saw it this way because by the time I met Dale he had already fixed the problem. So all rock walls, etc. were his way of fixing the problem plus adding to the landscape. In the whole process in making the rock walls, he made it in levels. Now when it rains, it has direction and is a mini waterfall. Sometimes it is so loud that if you are standing beside it you have to talk very loud to be heard.

The first 2 pictures are of the yard where it was constantly being washed out and the other picture is how it looks now. These pictures are the beginning of the "fix." A big difference!

BEFORE


AFTER

I am also posting video of the small waterfall from our recent days' rain. And, yes we do get flooded in sometimes with no way out. I have pictures and video from past floods, but will probably wait to post that when it actually happens again.

BALTIMORE ORIOLES

We have a pair of Baltimore Orioles that have arrived in the past week. Usually they move on, but this year we are pampering them big time. We are hoping they will nest here. Probably not, but we're going to try. My camera does not zoom in very close so click on pictures to enlarge to see him better. Isn't he pretty?

Male Baltimore Oriole

Click on Pictures to Enlarge

EASTER and SPRING FLOWERS

I thought I had better hurry up and get pictures of this year's azaleas and the irises that are starting to bloom. The dogwoods are thickly scattered everywhere but their beauty just refused to shine through on camera so they are going to be left out. As I was trying to decide which pictures to post I ran across some others - my boys on Easter! How could I forget them?!!! And I think I'll go ahead and post a picture that is not the clearest. We have a big kitchen window that overlooks the dirt road in front of our house and beyond that is a creek on our neighbor's property. This creek crosses the road to the west and ends up running along our property. Well, the other morning it was really foggy on the creek and in the valley - really beautiful to see. And in the tree across the road, a kingfisher sat. My camera could not zoom in on him like I would have liked, but nevertheless he was neat to watch.

Azaleas in Bloom

Irises in Bloom

Mr. Bumblebee checking out an Azalea

Azaleas with Butterfly

Kingfisher in the Fog

Aaron & Heath on Easter
Check out Aaron's Teeth
He looks like the Rabbit himself!

MY FATHER.... who is in HEAVEN

Today would have been my dad's 81st birthday. We unexpectedly lost him on a Sunday morning in September 2007 and our lives have never quite been the same. However, he left a testimony which means everything to us because up until 3 weeks before his death, he didn't have one.

My father, when he was 5 or 5 1/2 years old.

The following is a short story of his conversion that I originally published last year in our church newsletter.



EDITORS’ NOTE: In September of last year, I started working on the October issue. I had started writing the story that would appear on the front page of the newsletter. I never finished the story. In fact, there never was another newsletter until this issue you hold in your hand. I lost the heart of continuing and then it seemed my time was consumed with other things. So I am going to go ahead and print the part I had started - unedited. This would not have been my final draft; and I know I would have made changes to it - but would it be the same changes I would make today? Probably not. So remember while reading the following, the story may be a little disjointed but just think of the miracle that really happened.

79-Year-Old Man Finds God

Now doesn’t the title of this article sound like a tabloid thriller? Their leading stories are so fantastically outrageous that a person has to almost buy the paper to search it to see if there is one ounce of truth. If one looks really hard, there just might be a shred of truth. The sad thing is, is that Truth doesn’t make a profit - and they need those papers flying off the stands. I checked to see how much a person would have to pay to read this junk however interesting it might be! They averaged around $2.50.

Now, I want to clarify two things about the difference between this newsletter and a tabloid - the first being about the truth. The tabloids throw in a few factual stories to make their publication a “legitimate” item while this newsletter is totally based on facts - well, most of the time. And, if not based on facts, it is usually clear to the reader the nature of the article. The second difference between the two papers is simple - one costs $2.50 - the other is free. If you want sensational news, pay the cashier; if you want good news, come to church and pick up a free newsletter.

So, back to the title. Yes, the title is a little misleading. God isn’t, has never, and never will be lost. It is the people that are lost and God shows them the way back to Him.

The above was as far as I had gotten when my dad passed away. Most everyone reading this probably knows the story of his conversion. But, in case there are some who don’t, let me relate to you a scaled down version....

Bill Cox was never a bad person - he was a good man - but he wasn’t saved. I can say that his personality could put some Christians to shame. He had gotten many calls through his life but just couldn’t seem to make the final step. In 2006 a Grenadian Holiness pastor and his wife came to hold a revival at the Ritchey church. Bro. and Sis. Smith fell in love with Bill as he did likewise with them. The revival closed without any experiences. Time went on.

In August of 2007, Bro. and Sis. Smith were back in the States and Bro. Smith felt sure he was supposed to come to Ritchey again - but not 100% sure. He came anyway. One evening during the revival Bro. Smith remarked that he was now totally 100% sure he was supposed to be there.

As it turns out, he was totally in the will of God and how scary it would have been if he hadn’t been obedient - for Bill Cox left this life about three weeks after the revival closed. But before he left, he had a testimony. The day before revival closed, he had gotten saved in his own home, with Bro. Smith and Bill’s own wife, kneeling beside him.

When your heart is ready, God will be there - wherever, whenever. He is everywhere - just waiting.



April 17, 2009


Dear Daddy,

Today is your birthday and I know ALL of your family are thinking of you. You are never far from our thoughts and we hold our good memories close to our hearts. But, I just want you to know, that even though we miss you so very much, we would never, ever call you back. Why would you want to come back? You are having the time of your life right now.

I guess there are a few people you looked up on that Sunday morning when you left. I am thinking that Gladys Ingram could hardly believe her eyes when you walked up to her and told her you had made it. And Deloss Goins... I cannot even imagine the expression that was on his face when he saw you! But, one of our dearest, that even you thought would go before you, entered the gates about a year after you did. That was our own dear Maisie Bass and we hated to let her go; but I'm sure even you gave a little shout when she walked through those gates. I could go on and on about all you guys up there, but down here we are still on a time schedule so I'll have to say "See you later and I love you."

Little Worm

IT WAS a DARK and STORMY NIGHT.....

This is the stormy sky of last night as it was coming in from Oklahoma. However, with tornado watches out, it makes a person a little leery especially after the May 10th one of last year. Since Mom was right in the middle of that one, it makes a person more jumpy. Anyway, I still think a stormy sky is beautiful.

Our phlox
that will too soon be gone.

GONE FISHIN'

Today was such a nice day in spite of the breeze, that the boys went outside to fish. Heath is pretty laid back about fishing, but Aaron loves to fish. Even Tippy came to check things out. So while the boys were fishing, what was Dale doing? He was very passionately digging up the dandelions! This is a daily affair with him - an out-and-out war.