tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55819865717008680222024-03-13T20:01:55.884-07:00LaJuanah's Journey With JesusA journey following Jesus. Sometimes I try to go it alone but I always come back to the Cross and Jesus, afterall He is the only way, and no man comes to the Father except through Jesus Christ.LaJuanah Wallacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04779708725253004806noreply@blogger.comBlogger105125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581986571700868022.post-61079702048657426922011-12-10T09:35:00.000-08:002011-12-10T09:49:57.950-08:00Ending Out Another Year 2011How fast does time actually go? One day can drag by or fly by but a year just zooms through. I cannot believe that I was 64 when LaJuanah and I started on this venture and here we are almost 5 years later staring into another time zone. 2012...........How can it already be here. God has shown me so much in these past 4 and a half years. After 64 years of looking at something one way and building on that particular pyramid I look now and see where I spent too much time building on one thing. And it wasnt just Jesus. It was on an idea, a man made idea of plans and rules and regulations that just boomeranged into a lifestyle that was not fulfilling or encouraging. It just sort of drug you along until one day you realize you dont know who you are, just the man that the people in this organization have made you into believing you are a certain person who thinks a certain way.<br /><br />I now see some of those men living a secret life trying to fill in the gaps that a normal life would never allow them to have if they stayed in the group. I saw the light, within 24 hours resigned set myself apart from what I now know was wrong. I was scorned, pushed aside, ignored, critized and discarded after 64 years of serving. I now realize God had to totally set me apart from everyone that was in my past and connected to this one religion so that He could show me the Truth. If one person had remained with me and sympathized or pitied me I would have leaned on that person instead of God. <br /><br />I am now free to search , seek, listen, read, visit or communicate with others and with the guidance of the Holy Spirit I could walk in the ways of the true Saviour, my Lord Jesus Christ. He does not live in a box. He forgives, He loves, He guides, He protects. <br /><br />Time is short for me now, I am growing older so I must get to the task that has been put before me. Share with everyone that God puts before me to trust Him. Dare to dream big, you cannot out dream God. You cannot live a lie and expect God to bless you. He may leave you to your own for some years but I can promise you the day will come that you will be separated from everyone except HIM and Him alone will you hear.LaJuanah Wallacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04779708725253004806noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581986571700868022.post-41510126039467811162009-07-10T10:39:00.000-07:002009-07-10T11:06:35.180-07:00WHY DO BAD THINGS HAPPEN AT ALL?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRiqj-0jCPh4nUULlVxdQexMN9mzw6ow7vx9dug8f4evA13NHYni5HqEnT2E5I_2cqk-BpVaLCcjdcHlPRmgzNGsEY49FEYUsmOWlQzXCWgelks4DQkCYZ9gqvdQz69f_vfyIuwpEPapRt/s1600-h/IMG_1486.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356892478291405138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRiqj-0jCPh4nUULlVxdQexMN9mzw6ow7vx9dug8f4evA13NHYni5HqEnT2E5I_2cqk-BpVaLCcjdcHlPRmgzNGsEY49FEYUsmOWlQzXCWgelks4DQkCYZ9gqvdQz69f_vfyIuwpEPapRt/s400/IMG_1486.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><em><span style="font-size:100%;color:#000066;">Well, if you thought you were going to get a great revelation I apologize. I think about this a lot, wondering WHY? About the only conclusion I can come up with is if God is involved we don't always have a PAT answer. In fact most times NOT!</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="font-size:100%;color:#000066;">-</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="font-size:100%;color:#000066;">We can look at others and see the things that they have gone through and wondered how did they do that? Anyone that knows Jesus as their Saviour knows that we do all things because of the GRACE of GOD.! He is our strength.</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="font-size:100%;color:#000066;">-</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="font-size:100%;color:#000066;">But WHY does GOD allow such painful,hurtful things to happen, even to His children? I can only tell you what I think, which is worth about zero cents in spiritual money. </span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="font-size:100%;color:#000066;">-</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="font-size:100%;color:#000066;">When we are driving down the highway and we come across a wreck, we automatically slow down, knowing we too were driving too fast. When someone gets lung cancer we start thinking about how long we smoked and should we stop, or someone loses a child and we start really paying closer attention to our own children, or we see someones son becoming an alcoholic or daughter becoming a drug addict...........I could go on and on. After each one of these instances cross our lives we take action usually immediately, but as human beings we eventually forget the seriousness of the deed and go back to our old ways of doing and thinking. </span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="font-size:100%;color:#000066;">-</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="font-size:100%;color:#000066;">There are a lot of us that are not motivated enough to stay focused to do what God instructed us to do on a daily basis. Be fishers of men, go out into the world and feed my sheep, turn the other cheek, give your last coat to someone who has none, FORGIVE, LOVE and Jesus goes on and on in HIS WORD. </span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="font-size:100%;color:#000066;">-</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="font-size:100%;color:#000066;">If our world is not rocked.........we tend to stay where we are, content in our little world, minding our own business and hoping no one intrudes. </span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="font-size:100%;color:#000066;">-</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="font-size:100%;color:#000066;">That my friend is why I think God allows things to happen to people. We have such short attention spans we need constantly reminding that there are people out there that need us, but most of all need Jesus. Get up off your whatever and look around, everyone in your family maybe just hunky dorey right now and Praise God if that is the case. More reason to find a way to be a blessing to someone else. But if you have gone through a tragedy or maybe witnessing a life that is being destroyed by outside sources or substances, find a way to help. Ask God and He will point you to a place that needs many people like you that want to help others find Jesus and peace. </span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="font-size:100%;color:#000066;">-</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="font-size:100%;color:#000066;">I am reminded that I need to get off my royals and find the place God has for me to be a servant to others. I know God will show me and I pray He will show you also. God is good, He just loves us so much He is willing to let us help HIM touch others. God Bless you and yours, </span></em></strong></div>LaJuanah Wallacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04779708725253004806noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581986571700868022.post-56991159509444246692009-06-20T12:31:00.000-07:002009-06-20T12:34:58.992-07:00Heavenly Home....the way we see it maybe.<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj57FCHbL3jnuZztNQQk5X-7BbYvgCP2YC1_R946lWGZ7wAKrZoVmVDGipTlEkjKeTytDme7mutxAF7J2r36rOAmHmpNW27JtGmjmZ_BbO0VFT0CGJPsfvMYjEaHzDmSd28PXd5LuM4QyDQ/s1600-h/image-54.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj57FCHbL3jnuZztNQQk5X-7BbYvgCP2YC1_R946lWGZ7wAKrZoVmVDGipTlEkjKeTytDme7mutxAF7J2r36rOAmHmpNW27JtGmjmZ_BbO0VFT0CGJPsfvMYjEaHzDmSd28PXd5LuM4QyDQ/s400/image-54.jpg" border="0" /></a><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span></strong></div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"><em>Thank you Judy Oliver for doing these pictures of Susanne for me. I can't believe you even had a picture of her. I will always love these pictures and have shared them with with everyone in the family. We were very limited to the pictures we had of her anyway because of the fire back in 1989 I think. </em></span></strong><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"><em><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /></em></span></strong></a></div>LaJuanah Wallacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04779708725253004806noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581986571700868022.post-2478057803736452112009-06-20T07:47:00.000-07:002009-06-20T07:50:37.935-07:00Susanne<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#000066;">Thank you Judy Oliver for this beautiful picture of Susanne. I love</span></em></strong></div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#000066;">you for it always.</span></em></strong> </div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipwb7vwYMTgQPp53oVPqgDWilrf94YmDkLuuTNhuK_eZ6bCyKz4cS__BaT2udZOP7dqNw-lROhnkbCYAGz8FFubc-uHe5wLDoHYmRMYOyg5IduF1UeB1JFv0NiDwOT5ytxn28QotrVr5cH/s1600-h/image-53.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipwb7vwYMTgQPp53oVPqgDWilrf94YmDkLuuTNhuK_eZ6bCyKz4cS__BaT2udZOP7dqNw-lROhnkbCYAGz8FFubc-uHe5wLDoHYmRMYOyg5IduF1UeB1JFv0NiDwOT5ytxn28QotrVr5cH/s400/image-53.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>LaJuanah Wallacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04779708725253004806noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581986571700868022.post-48574308706116753522009-06-19T13:43:00.001-07:002009-06-19T13:56:41.688-07:00We All Need A Motivator............<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9x6txwcMhpe86obYpBEl_7Pds_TYMmWCYVWZOFL0rAqiBj2qU3AZkvIPg4qg06y7VXAMh_iK1Z498WWkbzrUWM7nXL3gOPM0Xao48O1xq_3j9r4eeMEJv7qYtPf4Kk1bvYLMKxm5htvQu/s1600-h/image-15.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349142488183585154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9x6txwcMhpe86obYpBEl_7Pds_TYMmWCYVWZOFL0rAqiBj2qU3AZkvIPg4qg06y7VXAMh_iK1Z498WWkbzrUWM7nXL3gOPM0Xao48O1xq_3j9r4eeMEJv7qYtPf4Kk1bvYLMKxm5htvQu/s400/image-15.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"><strong><em>SUSANNE LYNETTE PARKER</em></strong></span><br /><strong><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;">God is so very good. Just when you think He has done</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;">all He is going to do in a certain situation He shows you He is never finished while we are on this earth. I have just been so enlightened with the people He has brought back into my life these past few days. I know all of you have heard of "Facebook". I have been on it for a few months just sort of playing around and getting back in touch with some friends. I had the most wonderful surprise when one day a precious friend of Susanne's contacted me and asked me to be her friend. Lynn Hathorn, then Eddie McQueen and then Jason Harper. It has brought me back to some very good memories that I thought were gone. The kids have grown up into fine beautiful adults and God has let me know they still remember my little Susanne. If some of you may remember I began this blog in hopes of remembering more about Susanne since it seems that I was very limited to the few memories I had. </span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;">It has been 28 years since Susanne went to be with Jesus and today has been a very special day indeed. God used these precious kids to motivate me once again and it has been great. It has been so special to go back in time and remember the good times. So let me say "Thank you Lynn, Eddie and Jason". Just to be remembered is a really good thing. God Bless each one of you and your families. </span></em></strong></div>LaJuanah Wallacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04779708725253004806noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581986571700868022.post-35128234870393771872009-05-21T09:24:00.001-07:002009-05-21T09:55:00.815-07:00Tennessee in May 2009<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBwDtSclzbNDwp9_XLq_LF3feCpahOuZ-7g77-ksijk5MO_-qeEMTGGEqj3BtuDD0CWrE8BLt0r_PCSGfGMbC3_2o11P_hLq5Z7EtcC3JVBNZmhAoUPXB2O_JVD8rRqUq4xNaUEjWnaHWj/s1600-h/IMG_0936.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338319587188368562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBwDtSclzbNDwp9_XLq_LF3feCpahOuZ-7g77-ksijk5MO_-qeEMTGGEqj3BtuDD0CWrE8BLt0r_PCSGfGMbC3_2o11P_hLq5Z7EtcC3JVBNZmhAoUPXB2O_JVD8rRqUq4xNaUEjWnaHWj/s320/IMG_0936.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#000066;">Kenny trying to water a plant.</span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV0rriUGwjrsqsZisHtgeoMnnSjJYfINpx9xAnUYv_GuKja7bQUIEcpVcGDs2XhOiPHWyCwow0dpyiHCNpnXTM_VlGflhO5flW78jGvtVudGOiLFmFxhUcHfDXs9WLtT0aNEZMXmwddYLR/s1600-h/IMG_1058.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338317402998073122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV0rriUGwjrsqsZisHtgeoMnnSjJYfINpx9xAnUYv_GuKja7bQUIEcpVcGDs2XhOiPHWyCwow0dpyiHCNpnXTM_VlGflhO5flW78jGvtVudGOiLFmFxhUcHfDXs9WLtT0aNEZMXmwddYLR/s320/IMG_1058.JPG" border="0" /></a>Jason is comforting Bunnie.....<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIe1LwyORiBLhDngvqnS1f1D547MFgqfLlNlycogc8Bqu5wyDlOMXYE2XJB30u-HEyNTtzfDQ7M7kMGKMEe3AscBzAEguz_VXFXP44QvDP98R3RshrcCerkqE7qmFjksuLJdksHwedQw99/s1600-h/IMG_1044.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338317394089837474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIe1LwyORiBLhDngvqnS1f1D547MFgqfLlNlycogc8Bqu5wyDlOMXYE2XJB30u-HEyNTtzfDQ7M7kMGKMEe3AscBzAEguz_VXFXP44QvDP98R3RshrcCerkqE7qmFjksuLJdksHwedQw99/s320/IMG_1044.JPG" border="0" /></a> Jason is comforting Kim<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEg0-uM1KRq75njs3sJqnNlpTVNC3dDESTflNjAm_TsqGpurD4uCVCtDlGUBCkzEO0j6N4GpXHTPLSf5utr_QOPkkD7Lf2E2u1Aimv-8OlPp0KEEdsOxQv-7ymcpHUHwA73Fvo7-cXb07w/s1600-h/IMG_0970.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338317389115227586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEg0-uM1KRq75njs3sJqnNlpTVNC3dDESTflNjAm_TsqGpurD4uCVCtDlGUBCkzEO0j6N4GpXHTPLSf5utr_QOPkkD7Lf2E2u1Aimv-8OlPp0KEEdsOxQv-7ymcpHUHwA73Fvo7-cXb07w/s320/IMG_0970.JPG" border="0" /></a>Ryley and Josie<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOZSfQQz8yVYy3M6WW5Voj_5WdAo5Sx29jhNNJykhg9AAH5dXRs3uaV_8mX8hrFf-RQ02b3d5ZkmNgMgAk2xql7ELpg7TwuFhFs67Q74zhgpmJfU1cRORI5iO28zTUiWDCPOBz7u-hFEQU/s1600-h/IMG_0939.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338317380525911586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOZSfQQz8yVYy3M6WW5Voj_5WdAo5Sx29jhNNJykhg9AAH5dXRs3uaV_8mX8hrFf-RQ02b3d5ZkmNgMgAk2xql7ELpg7TwuFhFs67Q74zhgpmJfU1cRORI5iO28zTUiWDCPOBz7u-hFEQU/s320/IMG_0939.JPG" border="0" /></a>Brody telling me the time by his new watch<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihFzOyH6rRhZyw3GO9HSmZHGhgVl0sp7WPgCEq8mtijvEHi9ioNRBcH9kLhaT2qd2V4Z4bzDgqT-4uLK8wnhgdSfHRLUWetkV-63KL5UR19rokMpMb4W0SpW5YdmlrU3CM-c9ffLF-zT3h/s1600-h/IMG_0924.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338317373867379330" style="DISPLAY: block; 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We got to see everyone before they all started going their separate ways. We were able to go to the airport to see Whitney off, go to revival at Calvary 4 nights which was awesome. Help Kenny throw his girlfriend a birthday party , Sweet 16, cook a big pot of seafood gumbo, chicken etouffee, spaghetti and even ate out a time or two. All in all it was a great visit and the weather was wonderful, it got down to 32 one night which is what Wayne always looks forward to. ha ha.......</span></em></strong><br /><br /><div> </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>LaJuanah Wallacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04779708725253004806noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581986571700868022.post-78770542730970665432009-04-26T05:47:00.001-07:002009-04-26T05:48:36.183-07:00This Is Your Day, Jason<table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="#ffffff" border="0"><tbody><tr><td><a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4f446b7a4e5451784e673d3d0d0a&blogview=true&campaign=blog_playback_link" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="303" alt="Click to play this Smilebox slideshow: Elastic Windows" src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4f446b7a4e5451784e673d3d0d0a.jpg" width="386" /></a></td></tr><tr><td><a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=yahoo&campaign=blog_snapshot" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; 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We saw ducks with baby ducks tagging behind, big white cranes and grey cranes and believe it or not I saw a real live alligator. I immediately wanted to run! I remember seeing them in the movies where they just slid off the bank, go under water and wa-la.................it pops up right beside your boat. Well that did not happen, I don't think the alligator even saw us or was not interested. I was a little shell shock so I did not think to take a picture of this little Louisiana pet. Wayne turned into a different person in that boat out in the water. I could see his whole attitude change, a happiness and joy and total relaxation came over him. It was amazing. He really misses his boat that he had to sell but he is also thankful for the boat he is using now. His dear friends wife, Rosie, has insisted that Wayne take Sonny's boat this summer and use it to fish as much as he wants. It was my first time to ever go out on a bass boat and see first hand all the things that Wayne has told me about. We only caught one little catfish, for some reason the fish just weren't cooperating but somehow it just didn't matter. We both enjoyed the day so very much and even got a little sun and enjoyed a day like no other we have shared before. So if you have a chance be sure and "Go Fishing".</span></em></strong><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color:#003300;"></span></em></strong></div></div></div></div></div></div>LaJuanah Wallacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04779708725253004806noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581986571700868022.post-90066123748604277832009-04-12T17:38:00.001-07:002009-04-12T17:47:03.454-07:00Turner Bear<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdm4dnJmO9n30-CZrA4afeJFurkHqUMchQ3-aze5BWSe8AD4G5DIRRirqn5q0tSYeCoNmQLTDmQCOKIylM8Cn68nwS7X2ClGBg7iIMkN1Tz7WSe4Q_nX_7k9a3JIjwZTcWb8eTdNtUv0yL/s1600-h/image-50.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323969711975986530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdm4dnJmO9n30-CZrA4afeJFurkHqUMchQ3-aze5BWSe8AD4G5DIRRirqn5q0tSYeCoNmQLTDmQCOKIylM8Cn68nwS7X2ClGBg7iIMkN1Tz7WSe4Q_nX_7k9a3JIjwZTcWb8eTdNtUv0yL/s320/image-50.jpg" border="0" /></a> <strong><em><span style="color:#663300;">TURNER BEAR</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#663300;"></span></em></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#663300;">Whitney I just found this picture and it made me smile</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#663300;">so big. I know you remember Turner Bear and everyone</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#663300;">else does also. He was one of your best friends for awhile. When I bought this bear for you, I also sent you the adoption papers</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#663300;">and you faithfully named him and took care of him for many</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#663300;">years. I wish I had a picture of you sleeping in his lap. Turner Bear made the trip from Edmond, Ok to Johnson City Tn when you moved. Your dad sat him in the front seat with sunglasses on. It made many a motorist smile. Just another memory I wanted to share with you while we are on this memory lane. Love you, WA</span></em></strong></div>LaJuanah Wallacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04779708725253004806noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581986571700868022.post-83889996853454368942009-04-06T17:14:00.000-07:002009-04-07T09:51:27.372-07:00Twenty-one........She's Grown<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlGaDrJGkcnMEPs8Fso3p6KIZaPjgUywb6DG_afMcqGERATk65GUjLNLeOn_UX7H7Lr8r6xxPnHhI-nZKQ7oesiFDpufyRjYXQc0cL3R6-QaahaVZItlCOj38_3emtDfKN6u_PT-JZqFgM/s1600-h/image-48.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321991004765485970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlGaDrJGkcnMEPs8Fso3p6KIZaPjgUywb6DG_afMcqGERATk65GUjLNLeOn_UX7H7Lr8r6xxPnHhI-nZKQ7oesiFDpufyRjYXQc0cL3R6-QaahaVZItlCOj38_3emtDfKN6u_PT-JZqFgM/s320/image-48.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieknq1qPAzxDNgCmrqeoSEzOXaL1Tt8ldUMdWEGSdqDoLEW7Dc5hsYdfeE03BJna90yzTcASKCJr54lStVGd5eo-JSItcITSwG5Om61eU5cymlK-ZppBGTU3Zkr38G0o5EioMSnT7DdPPZ/s1600-h/HPIM2643.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321786494084437938" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXEJ4rk0smd0424M1rKVgpk-PZhjnDYseOkh564OfxLEh6m0Vh8cROvSIpRu1CdKuK8BGzeQwszGVDdR65ebHtd85p5e2TulRDgetZdrW2gDeSx73CD0dHXSfPpwgnQDvknNx0BylOh25w/s320/image-38.jpg" border="0" /></a> <strong><em><span style="color:#000099;">I was asked to do a little story about the life of Whitney as I remember it to this point. I know most people can only take so much of listening to a grandmother go on and on about her granddaughter! But that is okay. This particular blog is written strictly for Whitney. Feel free to share with me if you would like but this is my little gift to my first <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">granddaughter</span> who is now turning 21 years old. ! Can it be!!!!!</span></em></strong><br /></div></div><div><strong><em><span style="color:#000099;">-</span></em></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><em><span style="color:#000099;">Not too long ago did Ken call and tell me Bunnie had just given birth to the most beautiful little girl ever. From that point on Whitney was mine, I just let Bunnie think she was the mother. ha ha Just joking but Whitney became a huge part of my life.</span></em></strong><br /><br /></div><div align="left"><strong><em><span style="color:#000099;">Whitney came and filled the huge void that was left in my life when Susanne was taken from me. I found out I could laugh and smile and enjoy life again. Bunnie and Ken were so gracious to share her with me and I came alive again.</span></em></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><em><span style="color:#000099;">- </span></em></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><em><span style="color:#000099;">We were best buddies for many years. We would do everything together when I would visit them. It was wonderful. One time we were riding in the car and I ask Whitney to pray with me about a very special person in my life and she said <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">ok</span>........and she did right there in the car. I was so impressed. We did lots of artsy <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">craftfy</span> things together, baked cookies, stayed up late and watched movies and preachers. Yes, even at a young age she would watch preachers on <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">tv</span> with me. </span></em></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><em><span style="color:#000099;">-</span></em></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><em><span style="color:#000099;">Then something happened. Whitney began to grow up and she really out grew me. I grieved that process more than she will ever know. But that is the way life is supposed to be and it would have been wrong for me to try to hold on too tight. </span></em></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><em><span style="color:#000099;">-</span></em></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><em><span style="color:#000099;">She has blossomed into a beautiful young woman that I am so proud of. She is such a blessing to me and all her family. She inspires me, she encourages me and blesses me. You can't write about everything but I can truly tell you I know that Whitney has prayed for me many prayers along with every teacher she ever had in elementary school. Every time she was asked did she have a special prayer request she would say yes, "my grandmother". And I know God heard everyone of those prayers and I can truly thank her for God sending me a wonderful man in my life who loves me so very much. She prayed for this I know. </span></em></strong></div><br /><div align="left"></div><div align="left"><strong><em><span style="color:#000099;">Whitney you are so very special to me, there are not enough words in the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">English</span> language to tell you. But I thank your mom and dad from the bottom of my heart for sharing you with me as well as Kenny, Tori and Brody. But you were the one that God used to open my heart and teach me to love and trust again. I love you sweetie and pray God's blessings upon you, more than you can contain. Blessings to you.</span></em></strong><br /><br /></div><div align="left"><strong><em><span style="color:#000099;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Waner</span></span></em></strong></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="left"></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>LaJuanah Wallacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04779708725253004806noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581986571700868022.post-53091967382376486672009-04-02T09:27:00.000-07:002009-04-02T09:42:51.142-07:00Our Thought Process Can Determine Our Day<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy2fXfzM7pf_Xm8V69pH7Lz_ths-XhbNxBAn3EQx-DnmzNLF0EvG-NUkVyqH3n6wF3dLLV_jrNoJYvGSkuKCKYXwRtChctAACfSmL8NI92QJ-9X6d30cgwDWrE-K9SryOSmOKlo_2dTTjn/s1600-h/IMG_0674.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320131796106026578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy2fXfzM7pf_Xm8V69pH7Lz_ths-XhbNxBAn3EQx-DnmzNLF0EvG-NUkVyqH3n6wF3dLLV_jrNoJYvGSkuKCKYXwRtChctAACfSmL8NI92QJ-9X6d30cgwDWrE-K9SryOSmOKlo_2dTTjn/s200/IMG_0674.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color:#000066;">Noble,</span></em></strong></div><div><strong><em><span style="color:#000066;">Right,</span></em></strong></div><div><strong><em><span style="color:#000066;">Pure,</span></em></strong></div><div><strong><em><span style="color:#000066;">Lovely,</span></em></strong></div><div><strong><em><span style="color:#000066;"></span></em></strong> </div><div><strong><em><span style="color:#000066;"></span></em></strong> </div><div><strong><em><span style="color:#000066;">Think On These Things! Phil. 4:8</span></em></strong></div><div><strong><em><span style="color:#000066;"></span></em></strong> </div><div><strong><em><span style="color:#000066;">We are having a really great conference at our church in Greenwell Springs Louisiana. Roc Collings from Kingsport, Tennessee is bringing the messages and they have really been soul touching sermons. What we allow into our spirit and mind can determine our daily path. If we can just accept the forgiveness that God gives us when we ask Him how much straighter would our path be. The devil does such a trick on us trying to keep us looking back, remembering all the horrible things we have done, holding us captive to the past which keeps us from moving forward. The day we can stand and speak to the devil and refuse to let him take us back, to rebuke him as the Word tell us then can we begin to move in the direction our Lord would have us to go. If you are fighting with your past not being able to forgive yourself after God has already thrown it into the Sea of Forgetfulness you are giving victory to satan. Who wants to do that. Realize what forgiveness means to you, accept it and then ask God to open the doors He wants you to go through. After all God loved us so much that He gave His Only Son to die on the Cross for us................Satan has done nothing but try to destroy us. Satan only has as much control over your life as you will allow him to have. Get free once and for all and walk with the Lord............................</span></em></strong></div><div><strong><em><span style="color:#000066;"></span></em></strong> </div><div> </div>LaJuanah Wallacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04779708725253004806noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581986571700868022.post-45867727915321254642009-03-24T19:11:00.000-07:002009-03-24T19:31:35.238-07:00HIS MERCY ENDURES FOREVER<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqv3jJ2kRRAaxajP-xwFC-tVm-aOmp7obUAhCawbSk08sPl2VRrQ82NRNY5EGpp4lQ0mewomrtUMqr0_moEwDD-Wd7gnEeTwS22mzVYwM8M_s7FmQayCqhRPTpfsq6ZkxwvMJNKlKQOHN8/s1600-h/IMG_0650.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316942694077237490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqv3jJ2kRRAaxajP-xwFC-tVm-aOmp7obUAhCawbSk08sPl2VRrQ82NRNY5EGpp4lQ0mewomrtUMqr0_moEwDD-Wd7gnEeTwS22mzVYwM8M_s7FmQayCqhRPTpfsq6ZkxwvMJNKlKQOHN8/s200/IMG_0650.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><strong><em><span style="font-size:100%;color:#000066;">GIVE THANKS TO THE LORD FOR HE IS GOOD, HIS MERCY ENDURES FOREVER!</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="font-size:100%;color:#000066;"></span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="font-size:100%;color:#000066;">For the past 2 weeks I have been in Tennessee having some tests run to see if there was a problem. One night I was casually enjoying a bowl of soup with Wayne when all of a sudden my throat shut down...or closed up. I could not swallow or breath. That is a very scary feeling. There was a second when I thought I was a few seconds from seeing Jesus. Well after 2 weeks of tests and going to an ear specialists I found out that I have acid reflux and that a little purple pill called <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">nexium</span> is what I needed. Apparently that was what was causing my <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">hoarseness</span>. Who would have believed? It was a throat spasm that caused my being able to not breath for a little while. I am amazed at how in just one second............that could have been my last breath. A few seconds later I could have been facing the other side of the spiritual veil where my Jesus is with the Father. What a fascinating but frightening thought. I know that if I were to stop breathing, die tonight I would be in the presence of my Saviour Jesus Christ. That is what we all live for , those of us that love Him and put our faith and hope and trust in Him. But to realize that anyone of us could just stop breathing all of a sudden..............are all our loved ones ready to meet Jesus? Is there someone we need to visit with, share Jesus with, pray for or just love someone into the kingdom of God? I know several people personally that have in an instance lost a loved one with no warning. No time to say good bye or I am sorry. No time to ask them if they are ready to meet Jesus. I got a good doctor's report better than I deserved considering how I have abused my body for these 66 years. Our bodies are the temple of God and we should treat our bodies as such. Which means I think we are to love ourselves as we love the church, we are to take care of ourselves, realize we are special, the Lord dwells inside of us and He gave His only Son, Jesus Christ to die on the Cross so that we might have eternal life. His Mercy does endure forever, He patiently waits for us to reach out to Him and accept His way. </span></em></strong></div>LaJuanah Wallacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04779708725253004806noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581986571700868022.post-39013511343233051912009-03-19T16:23:00.000-07:002009-03-19T18:13:24.057-07:00Highlights of Our Two Weeks In Tennessee<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLfKKBDbz8Ii8Fxa4q5N-wNZBNKb4R-wQPSEHOokhkyGnio5dCsKiNEvxhqMhoGDU32JooLHMiEt1poTCybpPKCGyk0UwD85-kWWm5WSss85dW-miq8BCU6dUn-s-CrelXntMr-GX9tYqG/s1600-h/IMG_0578.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315068368326150930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLfKKBDbz8Ii8Fxa4q5N-wNZBNKb4R-wQPSEHOokhkyGnio5dCsKiNEvxhqMhoGDU32JooLHMiEt1poTCybpPKCGyk0UwD85-kWWm5WSss85dW-miq8BCU6dUn-s-CrelXntMr-GX9tYqG/s320/IMG_0578.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#330000;">Ryley Parker 9 yrs old</span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivI3JtKjgyMLirt01BFobxsNmhqCQdFpxpi-wwHoB70QibVODaJTOdi4hzWgaUKhOE1lhlJJJVm-ouLi_V1tFNIlBK4vQGIj5dAy749WiWSkTVa0xCDEdmEU8hiJE0MDBxEEikpWL1VXQD/s1600-h/IMG_0562.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315068363205561186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivI3JtKjgyMLirt01BFobxsNmhqCQdFpxpi-wwHoB70QibVODaJTOdi4hzWgaUKhOE1lhlJJJVm-ouLi_V1tFNIlBK4vQGIj5dAy749WiWSkTVa0xCDEdmEU8hiJE0MDBxEEikpWL1VXQD/s320/IMG_0562.JPG" border="0" /></a>Kim and Bunnie<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP4odI6AdW1fHQAxhMD3pAXvCCF5SuIErFYvXvlySTmvGZavfQ1HFJYli8Y77XtJKz0ioXC88HP3m5zv9mMAoRjha6cm8mnmlHixXNmfPVofpF9aSf-tSEA2iB5Cd-R0Rwo7RsmESgnJXQ/s1600-h/IMG_0572.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315068362875766578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP4odI6AdW1fHQAxhMD3pAXvCCF5SuIErFYvXvlySTmvGZavfQ1HFJYli8Y77XtJKz0ioXC88HP3m5zv9mMAoRjha6cm8mnmlHixXNmfPVofpF9aSf-tSEA2iB5Cd-R0Rwo7RsmESgnJXQ/s320/IMG_0572.JPG" border="0" /></a>Tori and Ken playing volley ball<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS0UcayPeq9ED1uYPXHzpFNYVMnB9uVisidfbFu-6A6pGCNnMCsGNFVimmlwc29BHP4-_pgGlUNqrdJMGljkNRWCCxoPG5wE8fO9L3cGGJk3GSU-wDQNVoJmrfMD1WtruZNku-IkhoKyCh/s1600-h/IMG_0544.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315047500584680834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS0UcayPeq9ED1uYPXHzpFNYVMnB9uVisidfbFu-6A6pGCNnMCsGNFVimmlwc29BHP4-_pgGlUNqrdJMGljkNRWCCxoPG5wE8fO9L3cGGJk3GSU-wDQNVoJmrfMD1WtruZNku-IkhoKyCh/s320/IMG_0544.JPG" border="0" /></a>Bunnie and Jason in deep thought<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd1Ysg4ZLuJjZyTUF7oTFsBEpgHr2zJONUqHOmkGquUr3WjzxV-PbR3VCCIhgjmL4xgUfJFTomiyUEQfJ8KMNj-sRkNQPDdKHIz4V-AZ1g3ArC6NGF4YR-9CIeFyXt4QsNb2DRng1SdwAP/s1600-h/IMG_0515a.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315047495521421314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd1Ysg4ZLuJjZyTUF7oTFsBEpgHr2zJONUqHOmkGquUr3WjzxV-PbR3VCCIhgjmL4xgUfJFTomiyUEQfJ8KMNj-sRkNQPDdKHIz4V-AZ1g3ArC6NGF4YR-9CIeFyXt4QsNb2DRng1SdwAP/s320/IMG_0515a.JPG" border="0" /></a>Whitney at Ryleys Birthday Party<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiXti9ZZLAzFPH7mkPSVNFiY2RF0ntO8bASLr2BxSK0y2yyJNKBuN7Y31YP0G-EKn9OTg5tJ0Nc52iuLnSp5J8i6QwqGfse17-EE9J99cqJ43CnS_P9hPO5oWj9aDL43vtv36LbiF8tCAq/s1600-h/IMG_0493.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315047493812786546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiXti9ZZLAzFPH7mkPSVNFiY2RF0ntO8bASLr2BxSK0y2yyJNKBuN7Y31YP0G-EKn9OTg5tJ0Nc52iuLnSp5J8i6QwqGfse17-EE9J99cqJ43CnS_P9hPO5oWj9aDL43vtv36LbiF8tCAq/s320/IMG_0493.JPG" border="0" /></a>Jason, Ryley and Josie<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNP5RLR2OJ7Hmv7Mzl-DwS7n6l9tnoVM_-a0vbiZwRmVym5Mzm9Aj0PHXeXkCy3_Weqsh_eHRpe_KFgqYhpSib1wXsxvMQxKvPtJcjFFPvw3msxVRqd1rL_4i1g2sDibNsL-VSOxMje7MV/s1600-h/IMG_0495.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315047489926257474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNP5RLR2OJ7Hmv7Mzl-DwS7n6l9tnoVM_-a0vbiZwRmVym5Mzm9Aj0PHXeXkCy3_Weqsh_eHRpe_KFgqYhpSib1wXsxvMQxKvPtJcjFFPvw3msxVRqd1rL_4i1g2sDibNsL-VSOxMje7MV/s320/IMG_0495.JPG" border="0" /></a>Wayne<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT9AsRJKAVs9JYzJLOkJTwoGOQvX__n3JhUsAcXLbuLMudYI6zqMOipNmuTmiA4jnGSdM_Ozrku-mpqvLUy4JEys7u-ep29fOolnGn26b9_iH3vI0UICPSkMFAZQR9r3jO1R8YeZ3KH1pT/s1600-h/IMG_0486.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315047488542425986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT9AsRJKAVs9JYzJLOkJTwoGOQvX__n3JhUsAcXLbuLMudYI6zqMOipNmuTmiA4jnGSdM_Ozrku-mpqvLUy4JEys7u-ep29fOolnGn26b9_iH3vI0UICPSkMFAZQR9r3jO1R8YeZ3KH1pT/s320/IMG_0486.JPG" border="0" /></a>Pappy Jo and Ryley at Chili's celebrating</div><div>Ryleys birthday.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXPwmvJWKr6M-ojQwQbLz318u6zt_wTs3lqNWO4omkg1vheG5lDiceKbIoGExTgmctLootaE89fFqtJjGALxthKqasiRRmwv5_W0dYcEieYwv1cJJ2J35F9zvJLxuKfZGNahazymf4ZYIL/s1600-h/IMG_0482.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315046490872598402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXPwmvJWKr6M-ojQwQbLz318u6zt_wTs3lqNWO4omkg1vheG5lDiceKbIoGExTgmctLootaE89fFqtJjGALxthKqasiRRmwv5_W0dYcEieYwv1cJJ2J35F9zvJLxuKfZGNahazymf4ZYIL/s320/IMG_0482.JPG" border="0" /></a> Kim and Josie<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVWqlGTN4GpAjsKhMrVtDc50wfrfiR8uYjMQamDBndu0Oe_ww_QZEuR8WG1Jg_ByoAI2DcTq4Ne7olKGSzRhvRwBmnQChAN3WZcoOJut8TFdhZj9uxIf_DZ78i7CksOje5zq4YD13HRUZN/s1600-h/IMG_0471.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315046489297521634" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje0AZ7o-pB6EjoZYIwf7m7ibQjcpplilVIhY3HRDI9VWuZ7QrOrJbU7MxCa2tSJhqNYy-H5bBagUx4dPEYh9RxMw0_1GPXF1tY7LkH9O4lfRNPOFpPuovGB8YakdsO5JJquqadPoicKfVH/s320/image-34.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><em><span style="font-size:100%;color:#336666;">What a wonderful picture! How we love to think that HE has us in HIS hands at all times. But then His Word says exactly that, He has us in His hands and no one will snatch us from Him. When everyone else has failed us or moved away or turned their back upon us Jesus is always, ALWAYS there holding onto us, lifting us up. What a wonderful picture to carry in our hearts. None of us deserve such love, such a gift...but that is exactly what Jesus is...a GIFT.</span></em></strong></div>LaJuanah Wallacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04779708725253004806noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581986571700868022.post-33005243738356510492009-02-21T05:13:00.000-08:002009-02-21T05:23:55.171-08:00Fascinating To Say The Least<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD6ZR8x8XJVKMdnQidjlDPrDQzIW40giqlbtzakjFopXgiQX0T1upNdreGvDXEp90oe7LCXR5SFXN4Mbl8_Q4TjfrQkB0SSP77ybYtAz3PwU_E1Zzcoy8SA0_8SDIs4n403IRGBGv80nTj/s1600-h/IMG_0375.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305238430534188082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD6ZR8x8XJVKMdnQidjlDPrDQzIW40giqlbtzakjFopXgiQX0T1upNdreGvDXEp90oe7LCXR5SFXN4Mbl8_Q4TjfrQkB0SSP77ybYtAz3PwU_E1Zzcoy8SA0_8SDIs4n403IRGBGv80nTj/s320/IMG_0375.JPG" border="0" /></a> <strong><em><span style="font-size:100%;color:#003300;">This beautiful Live Oak tree has got to be as old as dirt itself. I am so fascinated by all these beautiful trees in South Louisiana. These limbs just seem to stretch out as far as they want to, lie down and rest for awhile and stretch some more. If you have ever actually been in a hurricane you then can imagine the strength of these trees. When you get up close you can see where limbs have broken off from the high winds of those storms. But the roots and the trunk are so very strong, withstanding the worst of all the storms, Katrina, and Rita not to mention the others through the years. Double click on the tree to get a close up. I guess that is why through the years we age a little, (that is an understatement) being scarred and stretched and stunted. Some of us last longer, carry ourselves better, hide our scars and still hold outstretched arms to those we love and want to shield and comfort and encourage and give rest. I would so love for those around me to see such strength and endurance in me as I can see in this tree. Absolutely amazing..........................</span></em></strong><br /><div></div>LaJuanah Wallacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04779708725253004806noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581986571700868022.post-62562048613526436932009-02-20T05:45:00.000-08:002009-02-20T05:53:47.555-08:00A Season In My Life<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUhuFNGLuFLIdpfo8uAWm2kxEsj_mvE8e7TS4tjPqWDpehvD4Sgxva5WDozpbHpp4H_DgbxzOCs_2HgqVnblU0sj9BafloRN2aa5EaYxqBTF16zN_5EilDg3Lbr-jFz9-PW80ICmqFziTC/s1600-h/IMG000111.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304875675989186754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUhuFNGLuFLIdpfo8uAWm2kxEsj_mvE8e7TS4tjPqWDpehvD4Sgxva5WDozpbHpp4H_DgbxzOCs_2HgqVnblU0sj9BafloRN2aa5EaYxqBTF16zN_5EilDg3Lbr-jFz9-PW80ICmqFziTC/s320/IMG000111.jpg" border="0" /></a> <strong><em><span style="font-size:100%;color:#330099;">It is pretty early in the morning and I am not certain how I am going to approach the day. It seems that I can plan but most times something comes up to change my direction. I am in a quiet time for some reason and I feel that I am just supposed to "cool it" , you know, the "Be Still And Know That I AM God". I would love to be going to the "Shack" and visiting with God and sitting down at a table to listen to what He has to say. So I will just Wait on the Lord because I know He has a plan and will reveal it at His Own Time. <br /></span></em></strong><br /><div></div>LaJuanah Wallacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04779708725253004806noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581986571700868022.post-10030363296954804262009-02-16T16:49:00.000-08:002009-02-16T16:55:47.855-08:0048 Years Later<div align="left">HAPPILY MARRIED AFTER 48 YEARS OF SEPARATION. LIFE IS GOOD!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZrarTicmtYlHXctqmmeNNlpShsgUmsm9ybrmpJqqPK3tqkhgJPWBGXM1ewxalbYKoskeWadIG6ySwjAHtuhc7iNhPV0xslerLCVOFlt16poDLfl8W_oIo3LhYtmEaxuBidbETIiAv90CS/s1600-h/image-24.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303562999042867010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZrarTicmtYlHXctqmmeNNlpShsgUmsm9ybrmpJqqPK3tqkhgJPWBGXM1ewxalbYKoskeWadIG6ySwjAHtuhc7iNhPV0xslerLCVOFlt16poDLfl8W_oIo3LhYtmEaxuBidbETIiAv90CS/s400/image-24.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div>LaJuanah Wallacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04779708725253004806noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581986571700868022.post-29814814455449342572009-02-13T21:30:00.000-08:002009-02-17T05:39:27.275-08:001961<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv7Lz9ibz9fKIPNYJxLgChT0S3tNmmFvsdnxlsg_wZ3yMRpZ9kjD-LO0wbqqPLktkDK5kOnlkeBdhmkF1QIQ3apsNOD7naEBzChpcEI2lY0wfb9olrzZuSp2vzhnxLjJGVTcvDouS2m46L/s1600-h/image-20.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303760222326003074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv7Lz9ibz9fKIPNYJxLgChT0S3tNmmFvsdnxlsg_wZ3yMRpZ9kjD-LO0wbqqPLktkDK5kOnlkeBdhmkF1QIQ3apsNOD7naEBzChpcEI2lY0wfb9olrzZuSp2vzhnxLjJGVTcvDouS2m46L/s200/image-20.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjshN55cgiXFKJJtqFBp-TdfFIKly7-yvaBNq7FCaX_KRS6o6_HWdVCiJHcFg6VZnJDsE_j9fjZv0iK7Mx65Fd5NQA2H18lflqiLi7HdUvu1bh190yGcVUN9f1Lqhu-qgmJnR_dfyqUbY1I/s1600-h/image-26.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303760223780803250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjshN55cgiXFKJJtqFBp-TdfFIKly7-yvaBNq7FCaX_KRS6o6_HWdVCiJHcFg6VZnJDsE_j9fjZv0iK7Mx65Fd5NQA2H18lflqiLi7HdUvu1bh190yGcVUN9f1Lqhu-qgmJnR_dfyqUbY1I/s200/image-26.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><strong><em><span style="color:#000000;">What year was it? This was the year that my life changed and so </span></em></strong><strong><em><span style="color:#000000;">did Wayne's. </span></em></strong></div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><strong><em><span style="color:#000000;">Changes come to our physical bodies but our hearts never changed. </span></em></strong></div>LaJuanah Wallacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04779708725253004806noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581986571700868022.post-61335968264755716972009-02-13T12:45:00.000-08:002009-02-17T20:20:45.710-08:00What A Difference A Year Makes<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh41OFSmdaA0n15rIqsKt_w_BKTtoiHiP9MmPnVTYd2w16OWAQ6cybWqfCvPx6Huv0-UC896wEqglfA-L8HQGMRH4oN0D5eOPecMEmHJJi31k0q81ruhvVHJz7vljAfjupDEAkJlkMLDIpv/s1600-h/HPIM3542.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303987314444801618" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh41OFSmdaA0n15rIqsKt_w_BKTtoiHiP9MmPnVTYd2w16OWAQ6cybWqfCvPx6Huv0-UC896wEqglfA-L8HQGMRH4oN0D5eOPecMEmHJJi31k0q81ruhvVHJz7vljAfjupDEAkJlkMLDIpv/s320/HPIM3542.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZZSUWtMVqM5_eD2yv8wCklbVIlkgw52Khn_HrQG3ptOsdbHO96njjkSO0USxHSk88ZF2Do1TU942bi349pSDpfLtycLpkACEieawpH8b2fG8KAFyUWxNXfYuD3dGF3LMZGQsV1sHUJH-h/s1600-h/image-31.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303986850905184626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZZSUWtMVqM5_eD2yv8wCklbVIlkgw52Khn_HrQG3ptOsdbHO96njjkSO0USxHSk88ZF2Do1TU942bi349pSDpfLtycLpkACEieawpH8b2fG8KAFyUWxNXfYuD3dGF3LMZGQsV1sHUJH-h/s320/image-31.jpg" border="0" /></a> Oh well!</div>LaJuanah Wallacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04779708725253004806noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581986571700868022.post-30463889980265835542009-02-12T12:50:00.001-08:002009-02-12T13:06:18.751-08:00It Is Such A Pretty Day<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdnoaL5GxWdHK_vH9X2JGue87nbKPM61OTfanI6bdwBzqFY3WI6eeEdrmVIYHNpHxNBejUFM7zvVSyJBhZbdqVb1M1rOezF9TusbKruXFxUudcM4hg00jZ8F4uU_uw_KmkwmES_7AjRWPg/s1600-h/IMG000118.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302016378235876946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdnoaL5GxWdHK_vH9X2JGue87nbKPM61OTfanI6bdwBzqFY3WI6eeEdrmVIYHNpHxNBejUFM7zvVSyJBhZbdqVb1M1rOezF9TusbKruXFxUudcM4hg00jZ8F4uU_uw_KmkwmES_7AjRWPg/s200/IMG000118.jpg" border="0" /></a> <strong><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;">Some times it is just so absolutely gorgeous outside that I just dont' know what to do. Today is one of those days. For this moment in time, the sky is clear and beautiful, the temperature is perfect, it is peaceful and tranquil in the neighborhood, the bills are paid up to date, there are groceries in the house, nothing is broken, no one I know is sick, all is well in my little world. So as I sit here going to talk to God it reminds me of a song that Del Way sings, "Sometimes I Just Want To Praise You", Sometimes just to say your Name........Sometimes I just want to thank you, without asking You for a thing......Oh sometimes I lift my hands to You......and sometimes all I do is cry...........</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;">Everything that I have I owe to You........Lord on Calvary is the Reason Why, When I think the love that You gave, Lord when I think of the Price You paid. Then all the trials seem like nothing when they are compared to dark Calvary.</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;">Oh Sometimes, I just want to praise You, sometimes just to speak your name, sometimes I just want to thank You, without asking you for a thing........................</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;">I know if you have read this far you get the point! Even if all is not well, nothing compares to the day our Lord spent on the cross for Me........for You.....for ALL of us..........To God be the Glory...........thank you Jesus.</span></em></strong><br /><br /><br /><strong><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"></span></em></strong>LaJuanah Wallacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04779708725253004806noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581986571700868022.post-73175176055722385902009-02-04T05:43:00.000-08:002009-02-04T06:11:59.520-08:00Seasons of My Life<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7zh8uLsCPmgCzFak5S7a3MjCKAKtuBgo53U-O-mnpQghNtHQDtZjWvbNV897H_WqH13MwYCO9M3CBjHT_ukH6T2PflknyIgyg8xa6a0YslXHKJpapYQNrYFvAMjHxSUK5aIj-l-39OF3W/s1600-h/IMG_0180.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298938192262351746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7zh8uLsCPmgCzFak5S7a3MjCKAKtuBgo53U-O-mnpQghNtHQDtZjWvbNV897H_WqH13MwYCO9M3CBjHT_ukH6T2PflknyIgyg8xa6a0YslXHKJpapYQNrYFvAMjHxSUK5aIj-l-39OF3W/s200/IMG_0180.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#663300;">We have all had many seasons in our lives. My life is so different now than it was 18 months ago. In February of 2007 I was working in a small antique and gift shop in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Jonesborough</span>, Tennessee and had just become part owner in a year round Christmas shop. It had been one of my dreams to own a little shop in one of the little towns in Eastern Tennessee. Finally, it seemed that things were coming together for me. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Jonesborough</span> is sort of like a small <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Gatlinburg</span>. Lots of visitors from out of state and it was a wonderful way to visit with lots of people. Today I am sitting in a little 2 bedroom cottage in Southeast Louisiana having a wonderful life with Wayne. I never would have dreamed in a million years that we would be sharing a home together. But this has come together in a miraculous way I think. I have always loved Wayne but I have never prayed for him to be back in my life nor has he. God is blessing us in so many ways and I thank Him. Life can change so quickly, sometimes for the better and sometimes not. I have had those life changing times that were not so good and that has made me appreciate all the good times. I try to relish the happy moments and let all those around me enjoy in the good things that God is doing. Suddenly we can find ourselves in a glorious moment that we want to never end and then suddenly there can be a moment where everything is upside down. That is life and God gives us many scriptures to get us through all things. Let me assure you that God wants us to love each other, live our lives for Him, and share His love with all we can. But we are not to judge, condemn or take it as our responsibility to make sure everyone is meeting our standards as trying to be a GOOD Christian. You cannot judge me nor can I judge you. We are all on the same playing field, learning every day how to love. We are ALL Sinners that is why Jesus died on the Cross. So if you think you may have gotten off course and been focusing on others sins instead of your own, let me suggest you take a break and spend some time with self instead of others. Jesus is probably waiting to talk to you. </span></em></strong>LaJuanah Wallacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04779708725253004806noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581986571700868022.post-73855811626151363792009-02-02T16:52:00.000-08:002009-02-02T17:06:59.140-08:00FOR GOD SO LOVED<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkqcPG8BXcta6PrLhhX9okpKSvRvRnvAtspvkXbPe81frxYOyMQabKJn5D9OeNrGkuuD0jvs6nJ5ppQK-U-iWak2XG_MglHWbIeLJ4HTXTtu13LhRx-fBAARICNv0iQmJgDpGlIUOCaaOr/s1600-h/HPIM1526.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298368074619267426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkqcPG8BXcta6PrLhhX9okpKSvRvRnvAtspvkXbPe81frxYOyMQabKJn5D9OeNrGkuuD0jvs6nJ5ppQK-U-iWak2XG_MglHWbIeLJ4HTXTtu13LhRx-fBAARICNv0iQmJgDpGlIUOCaaOr/s200/HPIM1526.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><em><span style="color:#000066;">Some days are just more meaningful than others. There are days when I get so much done around the house, or get out and visit or just slowly let the day pass without accomplishing too much. Every day is always different, we could not repeat a day if we tried. February 3, 2005 is the day that my precious sister Brenda went to be with the Lord. This has not been a sad day but a day of remembering her. Brenda and I were always close, she was a great big sister. She was so sweet and pretty, never raised her voice or argued. She was a very devoted wife and mother, daughter and sister. Yep today as I remember her she was pretty much perfect. Isn't that wonderful! I truly cannot remember her doing anything that was not right or proper. I am certain that God sees His children the same way. Once we have asked for forgiveness that settles it.....as far as the East is from the West, all confessed sins are thrown into the Sea of Forgetfulness. One of her favorite songs was by Brian Free"For God So Loved The World." You can go to You Tube and pull it up. She called me one day and said "LaJuana I have just heard the most beautiful song, you have got to get it". Tonight I listened to it and as I listened to it Wayne came up to me and just held me. It is as though we were worshipping the Lord right here in our living room. I thank God so much for my sister Brenda and I look so forward to seeing her again. I thank God for Steve and Sherri, Brenda's children and her grandchildren. They are so very special to me and always will be. For God So Loves The World even today, Praise God.</span></em></strong></div>LaJuanah Wallacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04779708725253004806noreply@blogger.com0