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The Journal of A. Paige White 11/9/07
11/09/2007 12:10 p.m.
http://www.king5.com/topstories/stories/NW_110605WAB_falling_cow_hits_minivan_JM.1e34a65e4.html
Have to say, lol, this was a most interesting start to my day... Of course the subject line "How about this for a cow?" coming from Kathie W. would grab my giggling attention due to her several references to cash cows. This link never did finish loading on this slow computer so I'll have to check it out at work.
Not sure what else transpired last night after Jarrod came home from the emergency room and woke me up so we could pray for Logan, but they're asleep in the bed this morning. I figured they'd have admitted him since they were putting an IV in him when Jarrod left (he just couldn't stand to watch it). Had a terrible time getting back to sleep but it was a wonderful opportunity for Jarrod to share many of his concerns and I got to share some of mine. He was so upset and scared. 103.5 is an awfully high fever after a little one has motrin in him. I had an inexplicable, unshakable peace through it all and it led to great joy in Jarrod's heart this morning when I called him back to let him know they were home and asleep in the bed. His first gut reaction, "God STILL answers prayers" blessed my soul with heartfelt reciprocation.
Got a feeling it will be an interesting day. I sense the presence of the "His name is Wonderful!" God in a new and fresh way.
I am currently Calm
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11/8/07
11/08/2007 12:12 p.m.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ukb96vjIYzY
My wrastlin partner, lol! Better luck next time around, my friend! You go Joe! If you can't take 'em on the mat, just get em on the concrete, lol! whew... makes me sore all over again just from watching it... that stuff will GET you.
When I signed on the headline "Georgia in a state of emergency" made my heart clinch for a moment. What a relief to realize it was not the USA state of Georgia. I'm in a sober, humbled frame of mind anyway. Whew. Studying the tabernacle of the Lord in the old testament will do that. So many things i forget so quickly. Like how the fixtures of the outer court are made of acacia wood (a knotty, stubborn, hard to work with wood, like the people who can enter in) and covered with bronze, lit with the sunlight of this natural world. In the Holy place, closer to the presence of God the furnishings are acacia wood and covered with pure gold and lit by lamps of olive oil. The natural light of this world doesn't illuminate it at all. The olive oil represents the holy spirit's illumination of circumstances. Our God is a consuming fire. And then to follow it up with more study about wheat and tares and how they grow together until the harvest, even resembling each other except the wheat will have fruit and will bow over from the weight of the fruit where the tares still stand upright, prideful but with no fruit to harvest....To have followed last night's reading where Jesus was hungry and went to the fig bush and found lush leaves but not fruit at all and cursed it where it at once withered up...The threes of your word has captivated my thoughts... how you ministered to the multitude, to the twelve, and then at your transfiguration, to the three... oh yes, today is a day to realize I MUST humble myself lest He humble me for my own good.
Heavenly Father, please help me. I don't want to be a tare. I don't want to face your son and have Him blot my name from your book of life and say He never knew me. I know He knows me- he came to me in a dream long before I had a clue what that meant- yet I know too, not to go forward flowing like a river of water will cause stagnation. Please cause me to flow with your presence, flow with your purposes in my life, flow filled with your grace and mercy to splash onto everyone I come into contact with. Walk with me today, Father. Every step. Teach me today. Teach me how to love, how to speak truth in love. Let the furnishings of my tabernacle be found worthy to be covered in pure gold that your holy fire doesn't consume my soul. In Jesus name, Amen.
I am currently Needy
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Quilt of holes
11/07/2007 08:11 p.m.
I didn't write this. It's just so inspiring I thought I'd share it. Wish i knew who to credit it to... pretty sure His name is Jesus.
Quilt of Holes
As I faced my Maker at the last judgment, I knelt before the Lord along
with all the other souls. Before each of us laid our lives like the squares of a
quilt in many piles; an angel sat before each of us sewing our quilt squares
together into a tapestry that is our life.
But as my angel took each piece of cloth off the pile, I noticed how
ragged and empty each of my squares was. They were filled with giant
holes. Each square was labeled with a part of my life that had been difficult,
the challenges and temptations I was faced with in everyday life. I saw
hardships that I endured, which were the largest holes of all.
I glanced around me. Nobody else had such squares. Other than a tiny
hole here and there, the other tapestries were filled with rich color and
the bright hues of worldly fortune. I gazed upon my own life and was
disheartened.
My angel was sewing the ragged pieces of cloth together, threadbare and
empty, like binding air. Finally the time came when each life was to
be displayed, held up to the light, the scrutiny of truth. The others rose;
each in turn, holding up their tapestries. So filled their lives had been.
My angel looked upon me and nodded for me to rise.
My gaze dropped to the ground in shame. I hadn't had all the earthly
fortunes. I had love in my life, and laughter. But there had also been
trials of illness, and wealth, and false accusations that took from me
my world, as I knew it. I had to start over many times. I often
struggled with the temptation to quit, only to somehow muster the strength
to pick up and begin again. I spent many nights on my knees in prayer,
asking for help and guidance in my life. I had often been held up to ridicule,
which I endured painfully, each time offering it up to the Father in hopes that
I would not melt within my skin beneath the judgmental gaze of those who
unfairly judged me.
And now, I had to face the truth. My life was what it was, and I had
to accept it for what it was. I rose and slowly lifted the combined
squares of my life to the light. An awe-filled gasp filled the air. I gazed
around at the others who stared at me with wide eyes.
Then, I looked upon the tapestry before me. Light flooded the many
holes, creating an image, the face of Christ. Then our Lord stood
before me with warmth and love in His eyes. He said, "Every time you
gave over your life to Me, it became My life, My hardships, and My struggles.
Each point of light in your life is when you stepped aside and let Me
shine through, until there was more of Me than there was of you."
May all our quilts be threadbare and worn, allowing Christ to shine
through! Please share this with someone you love, care about and
especially someone who needs Jesus in their heart. They may scoff,
but at least the seed has been planted, and God will do the rest.
God determines who walks into your life....it's up to you to decide who
you let walk away, who you let stay, and who you refuse to let go.
When there is nothing left but God that is when you find out that God is all
you need.
May God bless you today and Forever!
I am currently Affectionate
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11/6/7
11/06/2007 10:54 p.m.
They sure make life fun!
I am currently Better
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Some of the most special people
11/05/2007 07:57 p.m.
in my life...
The joy of Nana's (nanny's) heart:
Our sweet Burly...
Love you Burly! (even if you do kiss punkins (and Jarrod! :-)
;-P
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Oh wow!
11/05/2007 02:27 p.m.
I feel this prayer to my toes. She prayed for me! What an honor... That book has done more to give freshness to my bible reading than any other book I've read, ever. Father please multiply back into her bosom a seven times seventy increase in the name of your beloved son, Jesus, I pray, Amen.
I will meditate on this as I pray it!
Hi Paige
This is the vision of what to pray into your life.
Lord, you are all I want. You are my provision and my life. I want more of you. I want to be free in you. I want to be delivered in you. I want to overcome in you. You are greatly loved by the Lord, know this.
Father God, I praise you and thank you for everything you have done in Paige's life. Lord, your mercy is forever, and your desire towards each and every one of us is forever. Lord, you love all your children, but those that seek after you, that call out for your heart, you love especially, and this is the heart you have given to Paige. Lord, honor Paige's heart; honor her love for you and her need to have more of you. Give to her a revelation of your glory, a revelation of your love. Restore unto her that which the devil has stolen: her inheritance, her destiny, her life, her wealth, her understanding. Restore unto her that which was stolen seven times. Give to her a revelation of who you are and who she is in you. Give to her a revelation of how much you love her, how much you need her to share your life with. Let her know that as much as she cries out to you, you cry out at her windowsill, calling, "Come away with me!"
Lord, give to Paige that relationship of the Shulamite Bride…one of total love with you. Lord, raise her up; place your hand beneath her head and breathe your life into her lungs just as you did Adam. Give to Paige more of your life and a revelation of your glory.
Lord, I pray and ask that you honor your love for Paige and give to her your heart’s desire – that she be free and attained. That her heart soar like the eagles and that her life be filled with the oil of myrhh – her wounds and hurts healed; and that her life be filled with the smell of frankincense – that sweet smell of humble prayer that rises up from the holy of holies to the throne of God where you breathe in the life and love, the need and worship.
Lord, raise Paige up and let her know your love, your incredible love for her. Whisper in her ears. Brush your fingers across her lips and let her know the intimate side of your love for her. Let her feel your arms around her. Let her know that she is in the palm of your hand and that she is safe in your love. Let her know you are there. Honor her heart. Give to her the desires of her heart - to see you and to hear you.
In Jesus' name, amen.
God bless you
Jessica
I am currently Lovely
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November 4 07
11/04/2007 11:39 p.m.
I am currently Playful
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November embers 07
11/02/2007 02:05 a.m.
I kicked butt at boggle tonight!
everybody wimped out after a few rounds but Burly. So funny, she said she can never beat her mother either. Reminded me I could never beat my mom either. I wonder how they are doing. Wonder if she's still alive. Burly's doing really good considering. Her mouth doesn't look all that swollen but she's heavily medicated too. Megan and David insisted on taking her home after she fell off the couch trying to get up. She's such a sweetheart.
I've been playing with our pictures again. I love the features in my photo software... I know there's more I could do if I had time to figure it all out. Myra called to say hi and how much fun she had getting ready to go out Saturday night. I think we all enjoyed the process far more than actually going out. We got some great reactions when we stopped to get sodas and ice at Wally world. Had to miss IG tonight. I'm really enjoying playing with these pictures. Wish I had taken more at the egg house. I didn't get one of the priest (I begged Chip to have our picture made with him but he wouldn't) and sponge bob square pants was a hoot. Did get one of the hooker police woman, lol. Gotta look at them more when I have more time. I've got to start hanging out more with my My. She's such a hoot and so much fun!
I am currently Lazy
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10/31/07
11/01/2007 04:09 a.m.
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10/30/7
10/30/2007 06:06 p.m.
Waving at me from a crack in the parking lot
trying to figure this out...
I am currently Dorky
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