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The Wisdom of Abigail
I’ve been reading much about wisdom these days. It’s mentioned about 45 times (depending on the version) in the book of Proverbs alone.
Get wisdom, get understanding; do not forget my words or turn away from them. Do not forsake wisdom, and she will protect you; love her, and she will watch over you. The beginning of wisdom is this: Get wisdom. Though it cost all you have, get understanding.
~ Proverbs 4:5-7, NIV
When God sends a message that clearly, I sit up and take note. “What now, Lord?” I ponder. “How can I apply wisdom to my ministry?” (That ministry being the noble wife of my husband, a leader of four children and keeper of our home).
Looking to the Greek translation for clarification on wisdom, we find “sophia,” which is why we see words like philosophy, a combination of “philo” (brotherly love) and “sofia.” The shortened version of the word (wise) can be found in sophisticated and sophomore. Ever wonder why some teeth are called “wisdom teeth?” It’s because we get them at the onset of maturity.
Dictionary.com defines wisdom this way: Knowledge of what is true or right coupled with just judgment as to action; sagacity [level headedness], discernment, or insight.
Throughout scripture, wisdom and understanding are found hand in hand. Wisdom is the fear of the Lord, while understanding is that wisdom in practice.
“How can I apply wisdom to my ministry, Lord?”
In silent reverence I wait until I feel His guidance lead through a whisper, “Seek me until My truth is living, moving, and breathing in your home; until the righteousness of my Word is coupled with each step you take; and until My wisdom exceeds your desire. That’s what you’re called to do.”
Looking to His word for example I find Abigail in 1 Samuel chapter 25. Abigail was the wife of Nabal, and while she was a woman of good understanding and beauty, the Bible describes him as churlish. In other words, he was rude, impolite, hot-headed and lacked the wisdom his wife had.
In verses 7 and 16 we see that David had protected Nabal’s shepherds and was now asking for a reasonable favor in return: that Nabal would give them provisions when they arrived.
Nabal was rich, and so it certainly wouldn’t have been any trouble for him to comply, but instead of being wise and generous, he chose to be rude, which only provoked David to fight.
Gathering an army of 400 men, David set out to destroy Nabal’s household, and had it not been for the wisdom of one woman he would have.
Recognizing that David was a servant of the Lord, Abigail sent a generous gift to David, and with that gift she humbled herself at his feet pleading for the life of her husband. She didn’t deny that Nabal was ill-mannered or rude, but she sought grace on his behalf.
In this beautiful love story, we see that David granted her that grace, and within ten days God took the life of Nabal, and rewarded Abigail with her freedom.
Where did that freedom lead her? Into the arms of David, a valiant soldier and soon-to-be king.
Through Abigail’s example, we see the cycle of wisdom in action:
She realized that David was a holy man and what his God was capable of.
“The fear of the LORD is the beginning of wisdom and the knowledge of the holy is understanding.” (Proverbs 9:10)
She avoided conflict.
“A wise man feareth, and departeth from evil: but the fool rageth, and is confident.” (Proverbs 14:16)
She worked quietly to resolve the problem.
“A fool uttereth all his mind: but a wise man keepeth it in till afterwards.” (Proverbs 29:11)
She put her understanding into action and offered a gift to David.
“He that gathereth in summer is a wise son: but he that sleepeth in harvest is a son that causeth shame.” (Proverbs 10:5)
She reaped the rewards that come to those who are wise, when she became David’s wife.
“The wise shall inherit glory: but shame shall be the promotion of fools.” (Proverbs 3:35)
You are loved by an almighty God,
Darlene
11.18.2011
9.05.2011
The Servant - By Johnny King
THE SERVANT
I could never forget the shame I felt when I discovered it was Jesus who had washed my feet.
We were all arguing about who was the greatest among us, vigorously defending our right to the best positions in the coming kingdom. When someone came sliding along the floor to wash my feet I never gave it a second thought, assuming it was the household servant. It was Peter who realized it first, and drew our attention to Him in his usual emotional outburst. While we were all occupied with pride and arrogance, fussing and fighting about place and position, Jesus, the Master was on the floor washing our feet.
How could we have been so stupid and insensitive? He had just told us that He was about to be betrayed by one of us, that He would suffer and His blood would be shed. But instead of thinking of Him in His time of greatest need we thought only of ourselves and our own selfish desires.
When He was through and had sat back down at the table He told us that we should wash each other's feet. He said that He had given us an example so that we would do as He had done to us and that we would be happy if we did.
After He left and then I received His spirit, I wanted to be more like Him. I began to wash feet. Whenever I had the opportunity I would wash someone's feet. At first my friends made fun of me. They suspected my motives. But as I continued, most of them learned to accept me and many came to expect it. They took for granted that I would wash their feet. I did. Some people felt that I owed it to them. I felt that I owed it to Jesus.
It was not always easy to wash feet. I was accustomed to looking at people eye to eye, not eye to toe. It took quite an attitude adjustment. I had to overcome the bad feelings I felt when washing the feet of someone who did not appreciate what I was doing. Sometimes I would get a kind word but most often I would not. I had trouble with the feet of those who treated me like a servant until I accepted the fact that I was a servant.
It became a way of life for me. My hands became soft and always seemed to be clean. It seemed to me that my heart stayed soft and clean also. I discovered that it's hard to argue on your knees. It's also more difficult to be proud.
I thought I had finally lost all my pride and was truly a servant and could sincerely wash anybody's feet. But then I came to some feet that were so dirty and so stained that I was repulsed. I'd washed dirty feet before, but these seemed virtually caked with rust. They looked as though they had walked around the world bare. The filth of centuries seemed to cling to them. These were obviously the feet of one much lower than I.
Pride that I didn't know I had rose up within me. Feelings that I thought were long dead let me know they were alive and well. I was shocked at my own reaction to these filthy feet. Old familiar feelings stirred in me and jogged my memory. I had a sense of déjà vu.
I was back in the old room, sitting at the table. I was vigorously defending my right to the best and highest position. I was arguing with the others about who was the greatest. Then I discovered Jesus had washed my feet as I jostled for position.
All my shame came flooding back. Red faced and teary eyed I knelt and touched the dirty feet. Remembering that Jesus, my master had washed my feet while I was consumed with pride and arrogance, I began to scrape at the substance that was caked on these feet. Soon the water in the basin was stained a dirty, rusty brown. Slowly the true color of the feet began to emerge.
One stubborn spot would not come clean. I lifted the foot from the brackish water. I wiped the tears from my eyes with the back of my hand so I could better see. I rubbed the spot on the foot. I splashed water over it. Then, more gently I touched it. A scar ...
I reached for the other foot, a matching scar. Gasping, I looked up - into the face of, Jesus! He was smiling. He said, "Well done good and faithful servant. You have been faithful over a few things. I will make you ruler over many. Enter into the joy of your Lord." Luke 22:24-27 John 13:4-17
8.12.2011
*Carrots, Eggs & Coffee*
A carrot, an egg, and a cup of coffee… You will never look at a cup of coffee the same way again.
A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved, a new one arose.
Her mother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire. Soon the pots came to boil. In the first she placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs, and in the last she placed ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil; without saying a word.
In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners. She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl. Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl. Turning to her daughter, she asked, ‘Tell me what you see.’
‘Carrots, eggs, and coffee,’ she replied.
Her mother brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did and noted that they were soft. The mother then asked the daughter to take an egg and break it.. After pulling off the shell, she observed the hardboiled egg.
Finally, the mother asked the daughter to sip the coffee. The daughter smiled as she tasted its rich aroma. The daughter then asked, ‘What does it mean, mother?’
Her mother explained that each of these objects had faced the same adversity: boiling water. Each reacted differently. The carrot went in strong, hard, and unrelenting. However, after being subjected to the boiling water, it softened and became weak. The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had protected its liquid interior, but after sitting through the boiling water, its inside became hardened. The ground coffee beans were unique, however. After they were in the boiling water, they had changed the water.
‘Which are you?’ she asked her daughter. ‘When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond?
Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean?
Think of this: which am I?
Am I the carrot that seems strong, but with pain and adversity do I wilt and become soft and lose my strength?
Am I the egg that starts with a malleable heart, but changes with the heat? Did I have a fluid spirit, but after a death, a breakup, a financial hardship or some other trial, have I become hardened and stiff? Does my shell look the same, but on the inside am I bitter and tough with a stiff spirit and hardened heart?
Or am I like the coffee bean? The bean actually changes the hot water, the very circumstance that brings the pain. When the water gets hot, it releases the fragrance and flavor. If you are like the bean, when things are at their worst, you get better and change the situation around you.
When the hour is the darkest and trials are their greatest do you elevate yourself to another level?
How do you handle adversity? Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean?
May you have enough happiness to make you sweet, enough trials to make you strong, enough sorrow to keep you human and enough hope to make you happy.
The happiest of people don’t necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the most of everything that comes along their way. The brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past; you can’t go forward in life until you let go of your past failures and heartaches.
When you were born, you were crying and everyone around you was smiling.
Live your life so at the end, you’re the one who is smiling and everyone around you is crying.
You might want to send this message to those people who mean something to you; to those who have touched your life in one way or another; to those who make you smile when you really need it; to those who make you see the brighter side of things when you are really down; to those whose friendship you appreciate; to those who are so meaningful in your life.
*May we all be COFFEE!!!!!!!*
7.26.2011
The Mayonnaise Jar
When things in your life seem almost too much to handle,
When 24 hours in a day is not enough;
remember the mayonnaise jar and 2 cups of coffee.
A professor stood before his philosophy class
and had some items in front of him.
When the class began, wordlessly,
he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar
and started to fill it with golf balls.
He then asked the students if the jar was full.
They agreed that it was.
The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured
it into the jar. He shook the jar lightly.
The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls.
He then asked the students again
if the jar was full. They agreed it was.
The professor next picked up a box of sand
and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else
He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded
With a unanimous 'yes.'
The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table
and poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively
filling the empty space between the sand.
The students laughed.
'Now,' said the professor, as the laughter subsided,
'I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life.
The golf balls are the important things - God, family,
children, health, friends and favorite passions.
Things that if everything else was lost
and only they remained, your life would still be full.
The pebbles are the things that matter like your job, house and car.
The sand is everything else --The small stuff.
'If you put the sand into the jar first,' he continued,
'there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls.
The same goes for life.
If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff,
You will never have room for the things that are
important to you.
So...
Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness.
Play with your children
Take time to get medical checkups.
Take your partner out to dinner.
There will always be time
to clean the house and fix the dripping tap.
'Take care of the golf balls first --
the things that really matter.
Set your priorities. The rest is just sand.'
One of the students raised her hand
and inquired what the coffee represented.
The professor smiled. 'I'm glad you asked.
It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem,
there's always room for a couple of cups of coffee with a friend.'
When 24 hours in a day is not enough;
remember the mayonnaise jar and 2 cups of coffee.
A professor stood before his philosophy class
and had some items in front of him.
When the class began, wordlessly,
he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar
and started to fill it with golf balls.
He then asked the students if the jar was full.
They agreed that it was.
The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured
it into the jar. He shook the jar lightly.
The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls.
He then asked the students again
if the jar was full. They agreed it was.
The professor next picked up a box of sand
and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else
He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded
With a unanimous 'yes.'
The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table
and poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively
filling the empty space between the sand.
The students laughed.
'Now,' said the professor, as the laughter subsided,
'I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life.
The golf balls are the important things - God, family,
children, health, friends and favorite passions.
Things that if everything else was lost
and only they remained, your life would still be full.
The pebbles are the things that matter like your job, house and car.
The sand is everything else --The small stuff.
'If you put the sand into the jar first,' he continued,
'there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls.
The same goes for life.
If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff,
You will never have room for the things that are
important to you.
So...
Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness.
Play with your children
Take time to get medical checkups.
Take your partner out to dinner.
There will always be time
to clean the house and fix the dripping tap.
'Take care of the golf balls first --
the things that really matter.
Set your priorities. The rest is just sand.'
One of the students raised her hand
and inquired what the coffee represented.
The professor smiled. 'I'm glad you asked.
It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem,
there's always room for a couple of cups of coffee with a friend.'
7.12.2011
We made it...
We made it! We left Sacramento on June 29th and made it to Tulsa in 72 hrs..arriving on Saturday July 2nd..safe and sound. YAY!
The drive was pretty uneventful..Thank You Jesus! A little deal with one of the trucks, a transmission leak, an easy fix for Mr.B..about 15 minutes and a bottle of transmission fluid and we were good to go and no leaks since.
Our sweet puppy Max, did really well on the trip too..he took turns riding with us and Brad..what a character he is.
After 3 nights in motels..yuck!!..we were so glad to get 'home'. We spent our first night at Mr.B's aunt Joyce's house on an air mattress, that was funny. We woke up to hurting hips and found out the air leaked out..well what do you expect with two fluffy people sleeping on it? hahaha! Oh well, we survived.
Sunday was a full day of cleaning and more cleaning..then on to painting and more painting, we are still not done, but needing a little rest before we tackle the ceilings and baseboards..not looking forward to the baseboards at all. I learned to cut-in with a brush, and I'm pretty good at it..if I slow down and relax. If you know me, when I have a job to get done I tend to move in fast mode, not always a good thing..sigh!
We spent the evening of the fourth with Mr.B's brother, Mike and Gayla, I got my first tour of their home, they built it themselves and it is beautiful. We had a good time relaxing, visiting and eating..yum good cookin' for sure. Thanks to Mandi and Josh for the great food.
We went back to painting on Wednesday and went back to aunt Joyce's house for a dinner of leftover Cream Tacos..never had them before, but they were so good..loved them. Thank you so much for taking such good care of us, we appreciate it! And Mr.B has been able to see his granny and visit with her, she is 90! And such a memories she has to share, I just love hearing the stories.
We were finally able to do some serious unpacking on Thursday and Friday and have 'mostly' put everything in it's place..ahhhh! No more suitcases AWESOME!
The weather has been in the 100's since we have arrived so we have had a quick introduction to Oklahoma humidity..whew! It's been rough, the humidity just saps your energy, we kept saying, man why are we so tired? Just kept drinking water and staying in the a/c as much as possible.
We live about 2 blocks from the airport and when a plane is coming in for a landing it's so cool to see, almost over our heads.
Our house has been updated with new windows and doors and additional insulation so when we are indoors we don't hear the jet noise..how cool is that?
Mr.B had to work all night a few days ago and I was kinda worried about being home alone here, but everything was fine..I'm so happy about that.
I can't wait until we have the time to so sight seeing. People who live here think we're crazy for moving back, but we are happy about it..just have to get used to the pace of slower. It's all good and the journey is worth it. We still need to find a home church, since we are settled we can start visiting around to see where the Lord leads, it's THE most important thing we can do..keep us in your prayers!
Oh, I want to say a huge Thank You to our son, Brad! He moved with us and has been the biggest help, I don't know how we could've done everything without him. He has pitched in and painted and helped carry the heavy things I couldn't. And he cooks too..
I miss the other two kiddos who decided to remain in California, but they gotta do what they gotta do..and I'll keep prayin' and believin' they will miss us and come this way...SOON! :-}
The drive was pretty uneventful..Thank You Jesus! A little deal with one of the trucks, a transmission leak, an easy fix for Mr.B..about 15 minutes and a bottle of transmission fluid and we were good to go and no leaks since.
Our sweet puppy Max, did really well on the trip too..he took turns riding with us and Brad..what a character he is.
After 3 nights in motels..yuck!!..we were so glad to get 'home'. We spent our first night at Mr.B's aunt Joyce's house on an air mattress, that was funny. We woke up to hurting hips and found out the air leaked out..well what do you expect with two fluffy people sleeping on it? hahaha! Oh well, we survived.
Sunday was a full day of cleaning and more cleaning..then on to painting and more painting, we are still not done, but needing a little rest before we tackle the ceilings and baseboards..not looking forward to the baseboards at all. I learned to cut-in with a brush, and I'm pretty good at it..if I slow down and relax. If you know me, when I have a job to get done I tend to move in fast mode, not always a good thing..sigh!
We spent the evening of the fourth with Mr.B's brother, Mike and Gayla, I got my first tour of their home, they built it themselves and it is beautiful. We had a good time relaxing, visiting and eating..yum good cookin' for sure. Thanks to Mandi and Josh for the great food.
We went back to painting on Wednesday and went back to aunt Joyce's house for a dinner of leftover Cream Tacos..never had them before, but they were so good..loved them. Thank you so much for taking such good care of us, we appreciate it! And Mr.B has been able to see his granny and visit with her, she is 90! And such a memories she has to share, I just love hearing the stories.
We were finally able to do some serious unpacking on Thursday and Friday and have 'mostly' put everything in it's place..ahhhh! No more suitcases AWESOME!
The weather has been in the 100's since we have arrived so we have had a quick introduction to Oklahoma humidity..whew! It's been rough, the humidity just saps your energy, we kept saying, man why are we so tired? Just kept drinking water and staying in the a/c as much as possible.
We live about 2 blocks from the airport and when a plane is coming in for a landing it's so cool to see, almost over our heads.
Our house has been updated with new windows and doors and additional insulation so when we are indoors we don't hear the jet noise..how cool is that?
Mr.B had to work all night a few days ago and I was kinda worried about being home alone here, but everything was fine..I'm so happy about that.
I can't wait until we have the time to so sight seeing. People who live here think we're crazy for moving back, but we are happy about it..just have to get used to the pace of slower. It's all good and the journey is worth it. We still need to find a home church, since we are settled we can start visiting around to see where the Lord leads, it's THE most important thing we can do..keep us in your prayers!
Oh, I want to say a huge Thank You to our son, Brad! He moved with us and has been the biggest help, I don't know how we could've done everything without him. He has pitched in and painted and helped carry the heavy things I couldn't. And he cooks too..
I miss the other two kiddos who decided to remain in California, but they gotta do what they gotta do..and I'll keep prayin' and believin' they will miss us and come this way...SOON! :-}
6.20.2011
We're gonna do it this time...
It's official!! I can tell it..WE ARE MOVING to Oklahoma.
Mr. B has wanted to move back since, like forever and it's finally happening. I'm excited too..the kiddos are grown, well sort-of, and it's only us and Max.
So why not! and we have work waiting on us..woo hoo!
We are looking forward to new scenery and new things to explore and who knows what else the Lord will lead us to do..I'm really loving the feeling inside about this move.
We have been in Calif. for 22 years and raised three boys in Sacramento. I'm from Oklahoma and Mr.B is from Arkansas so maybe it's our old age that makes us want to go back..??
We will miss The Rock Church and the most awesome leadership hands down anywhere, and everyone that we call friend or family..at TRC most everyone considers everyone to be family..lol.
It takes a family to help raise children, my kiddos have more aunts and uncles than they know what to do with..haha. I'm very thankful for all the friends who stepped up to love and support them as they grew up and became men.
TRC just celebrated 30 years..WOW! How awesome is that, to think we have been around since 1989.
When we came TRC had around 300 to 350 members, now it's running about 1300 or 1400..I think??
Who counts all that many people..lol.
It's pretty amazing to see what happens when good leadership happens..nobody does it better than Bishop and Sister Mary Wilson, Pastor and Sister Sheila Young. The nesting vision of TRC has helped me sooo many times...Helping People Become.....no matter how long it takes..that part is for me, I mess up alot..hee,hee.
Well,I gotta go pack and other unfun stuff..the temp's gonna be in the 100's this week so gotta get started early....so t.t.f.n.
Mr. B has wanted to move back since, like forever and it's finally happening. I'm excited too..the kiddos are grown, well sort-of, and it's only us and Max.
So why not! and we have work waiting on us..woo hoo!
We are looking forward to new scenery and new things to explore and who knows what else the Lord will lead us to do..I'm really loving the feeling inside about this move.
We have been in Calif. for 22 years and raised three boys in Sacramento. I'm from Oklahoma and Mr.B is from Arkansas so maybe it's our old age that makes us want to go back..??
We will miss The Rock Church and the most awesome leadership hands down anywhere, and everyone that we call friend or family..at TRC most everyone considers everyone to be family..lol.
It takes a family to help raise children, my kiddos have more aunts and uncles than they know what to do with..haha. I'm very thankful for all the friends who stepped up to love and support them as they grew up and became men.
TRC just celebrated 30 years..WOW! How awesome is that, to think we have been around since 1989.
When we came TRC had around 300 to 350 members, now it's running about 1300 or 1400..I think??
Who counts all that many people..lol.
It's pretty amazing to see what happens when good leadership happens..nobody does it better than Bishop and Sister Mary Wilson, Pastor and Sister Sheila Young. The nesting vision of TRC has helped me sooo many times...Helping People Become.....no matter how long it takes..that part is for me, I mess up alot..hee,hee.
Well,I gotta go pack and other unfun stuff..the temp's gonna be in the 100's this week so gotta get started early....so t.t.f.n.
6.12.2011
Big Changes are a comin'....
I'm so happy to have the sun finally come out, and beautiful blue skies to appear..ahhh!
I am feeling so much better and can actually sleep on my right side..mostly. I give ALL the glory and thanks to my heavenly father, He is so awesome!
Well some changes are coming our way..and soon, will explain more when it's locked in. We are excited about it, and a little nervous too.
Sometimes a BIG change is what's needed at certain times in your life and I'm thinking we are at that point in our lives..the children are out of the house and being at or near the 50 mark is a good time as any to do something huge! Do I have your curiosity peaked? hee,hee...stay tuned.
I am feeling so much better and can actually sleep on my right side..mostly. I give ALL the glory and thanks to my heavenly father, He is so awesome!
Well some changes are coming our way..and soon, will explain more when it's locked in. We are excited about it, and a little nervous too.
Sometimes a BIG change is what's needed at certain times in your life and I'm thinking we are at that point in our lives..the children are out of the house and being at or near the 50 mark is a good time as any to do something huge! Do I have your curiosity peaked? hee,hee...stay tuned.
5.05.2011
Where I am now..
Where I am now..well, I've had my surgery to have my gallbladder removed, that happened on April 11th and I was in the hospital for 8 days! Crazy, it was supposed to have been an out-patient procedure and it turned into a more invasive one..my gallbladder was fused to the duct and required the Dr. to open me up..owww!
I am on the mend, into the fourth week and still in pain, but it's manageable with Tylenol now instead of prescription meds..thank the Lord! My sweet hubby has been my rock..as usual..he has done his best to stay by my side and help, I couldn't have had a better nurse thru this whole thing. I love you so much babe!
I want to say Thank You to all my family and friends who prayed and visited me and encouraged me thru this, you are all so wonderful and I love you dearly. Also all the friends I connect with on Facebook, I love you mucho!
After two weeks I thought I was well enough and tough enough to handle climbing back in the truck..WRONG! I spent 5 days of very uncomfortable bouncing around and was glad to get home and rest in my own bed and couch..ahhh what a relief that was! Having not been sick very often I thought I could bounce back to normal..ahahaha. I should of listened to everyone who told me it will take about 6 weeks to heal. It's hard to chill, but I am learning to listen to my body when it needs a rest..I REST! I also discovered a compassion for others that are sick, that I didn't have before. A compassionate nurse type I wasn't.
Bruce has taken some time off the truck to be with me, and will be leaving again very soon. I am not going with him, the memories of what I endured last week are still to fresh..not sure I will ever ride along again at this point, we shall see. But I am so glad to have this much behind me, looking forward to life again without pain. My God is so good to me, I can't complain.
I am on the mend, into the fourth week and still in pain, but it's manageable with Tylenol now instead of prescription meds..thank the Lord! My sweet hubby has been my rock..as usual..he has done his best to stay by my side and help, I couldn't have had a better nurse thru this whole thing. I love you so much babe!
I want to say Thank You to all my family and friends who prayed and visited me and encouraged me thru this, you are all so wonderful and I love you dearly. Also all the friends I connect with on Facebook, I love you mucho!
After two weeks I thought I was well enough and tough enough to handle climbing back in the truck..WRONG! I spent 5 days of very uncomfortable bouncing around and was glad to get home and rest in my own bed and couch..ahhh what a relief that was! Having not been sick very often I thought I could bounce back to normal..ahahaha. I should of listened to everyone who told me it will take about 6 weeks to heal. It's hard to chill, but I am learning to listen to my body when it needs a rest..I REST! I also discovered a compassion for others that are sick, that I didn't have before. A compassionate nurse type I wasn't.
Bruce has taken some time off the truck to be with me, and will be leaving again very soon. I am not going with him, the memories of what I endured last week are still to fresh..not sure I will ever ride along again at this point, we shall see. But I am so glad to have this much behind me, looking forward to life again without pain. My God is so good to me, I can't complain.
3.02.2011
Life on the road..after one week
Hmm..well it's been a week since we left home and wow I'm learning lots of stuff. Like patience..lol. It's hurry up and wait..sigh. We get to our destination then wait for our turn at the dock, then wait to be unloaded, which could take 3hrs! Then on to next stop, and start the process all over again. If we are ahead of schedule we wait for appointed time to check-in..crazy! And if we aren't moving we're not making any moolah. Oh, the joys of starting a new job. We had to get a rider policy for me to be able to ride with Mr. B, and they deducted the whole premium out of the first check..WHAT!! So we are makin' due with $38 this week!! I'm still in shock, sigh again!
But, I know who is in control! He promised to always be there with me no matter what! Still I will trust. I'm so thankful to know Him.
We are waiting to unload..again! At Fred Meyers in Washington state. Then orders are to head to Portland Oregon to get a preloaded trailer and deliver to Stockton Cali. Then..??
Being with Mr. B is the best part..smiles! He has informed me that I'm responsible for the inside of the truck and he'll take care of the outside. So I'm definitely not on vacation..lol. While waiting today, I cleaned the inside. It's like detailing the inside of a car..haha. It was raining and I had NOTHING else to do. Oops, am I complaining? No way..I'm privileged to sit beside my sweetie and we are gonna see the sights of this awesome country! God Bless The USA!
But, I know who is in control! He promised to always be there with me no matter what! Still I will trust. I'm so thankful to know Him.
We are waiting to unload..again! At Fred Meyers in Washington state. Then orders are to head to Portland Oregon to get a preloaded trailer and deliver to Stockton Cali. Then..??
Being with Mr. B is the best part..smiles! He has informed me that I'm responsible for the inside of the truck and he'll take care of the outside. So I'm definitely not on vacation..lol. While waiting today, I cleaned the inside. It's like detailing the inside of a car..haha. It was raining and I had NOTHING else to do. Oops, am I complaining? No way..I'm privileged to sit beside my sweetie and we are gonna see the sights of this awesome country! God Bless The USA!
2.17.2011
The Time has come to..Climb!
Ok..I think I'm finally climbing in the truck with Mr. B this weekend. I'm feeling kinda hesitant because it's here and it's a new thing..but after the hump I'll be ok.
So many things to do to get ready..take Max to friends house, get linens for the truck, buy snacks, clean out fridge, empty trash, laundry, and most importantly PACK!
We have no idea how much 'living' on the road will cost..food is going to be a big expense I'm sure. Is this even going to be worth it, if we spend too much on the road, what's the point? I know it's a job, but staying ahead of the game would be nice, we shall see...
We have family starting on this journey too, Bruce's cousins are starting the same trucking adventure too..I read her blog, smile and know she is experiencing the same emotions and questions I have..plus a few more, she is learning to drive one of these big rigs..Paula you are very brave! I'm proud of you and Gary..starting a new career is not easy, especially at this time in our lives, and you guys have a grand-baby on the way!
I don't think I could do it, maybe 20yrs ago..lol.
Not sure where we will be going from here, or there, but it's alright because I'm with Mr. B and so very proud of him, and Jesus will take good care of us.
Hope this adventure works for us..keep us in your prayers, cause we sure need them.
Well, I'll do my best to keep you informed thru the blog and facebook..stay tuned!
So many things to do to get ready..take Max to friends house, get linens for the truck, buy snacks, clean out fridge, empty trash, laundry, and most importantly PACK!
We have no idea how much 'living' on the road will cost..food is going to be a big expense I'm sure. Is this even going to be worth it, if we spend too much on the road, what's the point? I know it's a job, but staying ahead of the game would be nice, we shall see...
We have family starting on this journey too, Bruce's cousins are starting the same trucking adventure too..I read her blog, smile and know she is experiencing the same emotions and questions I have..plus a few more, she is learning to drive one of these big rigs..Paula you are very brave! I'm proud of you and Gary..starting a new career is not easy, especially at this time in our lives, and you guys have a grand-baby on the way!
I don't think I could do it, maybe 20yrs ago..lol.
Not sure where we will be going from here, or there, but it's alright because I'm with Mr. B and so very proud of him, and Jesus will take good care of us.
Hope this adventure works for us..keep us in your prayers, cause we sure need them.
Well, I'll do my best to keep you informed thru the blog and facebook..stay tuned!
2.06.2011
2.05.2011
A Trucker's Prayer for His Wife
This is a poem Mr. B gave me, it is printed on a bookmark and it's so good, so I have to share.
Lord, as I travel the highways of this vast land, I pray for the one with my ring upon her hand. I watched her, Lord as she stood at the door, And gave a soft, gentle sigh as I left once more.
She raised her hand and waved with a smile; She knows I'll be back in a little while. But 'til then, she'll be busy with lots of errands to run. It seems like her work, Lord, is never quite done.
Please let her know as I travel on my way that I'm ever so thankful for our wedding day, For all the times we've sheared together, All the sunny days, and yes, even the stormy weather.
Each night I'm gone, Lord, her presence I really miss, But I love coming back to the "welcome home" kiss. It takes a special lady to be a truck driver's wife. So bless her in a very special way, the lady in my life.
Amen
by: Richard Terry
Isn't he thoughtful? I love him so..I pray, heavenly Father, you would keep your hand on him and protect him while he drives the highways to provide for our family. He is so special to me and to You too, thank you for creating him just for me..
Lord, as I travel the highways of this vast land, I pray for the one with my ring upon her hand. I watched her, Lord as she stood at the door, And gave a soft, gentle sigh as I left once more.
She raised her hand and waved with a smile; She knows I'll be back in a little while. But 'til then, she'll be busy with lots of errands to run. It seems like her work, Lord, is never quite done.
Please let her know as I travel on my way that I'm ever so thankful for our wedding day, For all the times we've sheared together, All the sunny days, and yes, even the stormy weather.
Each night I'm gone, Lord, her presence I really miss, But I love coming back to the "welcome home" kiss. It takes a special lady to be a truck driver's wife. So bless her in a very special way, the lady in my life.
Amen
by: Richard Terry
Isn't he thoughtful? I love him so..I pray, heavenly Father, you would keep your hand on him and protect him while he drives the highways to provide for our family. He is so special to me and to You too, thank you for creating him just for me..
1.23.2011
The Road Ahead
I'm tired of being home alone while Mr B is out training for his new career. So far it's been three weeks. I know he is ready to get his own truck and us hit the road together. So thankful to know the Lord is protecting my honey. 
This will be interesting for us, the unknown is kinda scary and exciting..big change for sure. But I do trust the Lord and know he has a plan and my plan is to follow his plan..or die trying. Life is sure going to change for a while. We will get to see places and things that we've never seen.
So glad to have our sweet Max to keep my company..he is always waiting by the door to see me when I come home..maybe I should say ready to attack me..lol. He sleeps beside my feet at night and is ready to alert me when even the slightest noise gets his attention..just love that when I'm sound asleep..NOT! It's all good, not sure what we are going to do with him while we are on the road, we have an offer from someone to keep him..we'll see. Trying to decide is we should just give him away or get a doggie-sitter. hmmm.
A big thank you to my family and friends who check in on me, pray for me and Mr B, offers to feed me, and most importantly love us. I appreciate it so much, what would I do without you?
This will be interesting for us, the unknown is kinda scary and exciting..big change for sure. But I do trust the Lord and know he has a plan and my plan is to follow his plan..or die trying. Life is sure going to change for a while. We will get to see places and things that we've never seen.
So glad to have our sweet Max to keep my company..he is always waiting by the door to see me when I come home..maybe I should say ready to attack me..lol. He sleeps beside my feet at night and is ready to alert me when even the slightest noise gets his attention..just love that when I'm sound asleep..NOT! It's all good, not sure what we are going to do with him while we are on the road, we have an offer from someone to keep him..we'll see. Trying to decide is we should just give him away or get a doggie-sitter. hmmm.
A big thank you to my family and friends who check in on me, pray for me and Mr B, offers to feed me, and most importantly love us. I appreciate it so much, what would I do without you?
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