Josie Grace

Celebrating July 4th!!!!!!
My Bestest Friends, Brody and Paisley

I Like My Hair This Way!
This Is Pretty Cool Too!

Everyone says I look like my Mom!!!!


Wa says I have to smell these things!

I love playing outside.........


Isn't this a sweet smile?

This is really a good hair day!!

Well, here goes...........this is the hardest blog I have had

to do. The reason being is Josie Grace and I have

not spent the time together that I have with the other

grandchildren. She has another grandmother that

gets her every chance she can. ha ha I can't say

that I blame her. Josie has this look that makes me

wonder "What in the world is that child thinking?".

She has such a serious look many times and it

is almost like she can read my thoughts. ha ha

Josie and Brody have such a good friendship. They

play so well when they are together. She is one year

older than Brody so she pretty much controls the

rules to any game they may be playing. She got him

to dress up in one of her little princess dresses one day.

Jason took a picture and sent it to his dad, Ken. Needless

to say Ken texted back and said" stop, stop it now".....

So we got them playing something else.

Although she goes in Brody's room and plays trains, and

cars and beats on the drums and plays the guitars.

Her mom is homeschooling her this year. She is in

kindergarten. Kim told me she was so far ahead in

all her lessons already. She is a very smart little girl,

Really she is. When she was much smaller she had

a small security blanket that went every where Josie

went. I sewed that little thing together so many times,

it was just a piece of satin material with stitching

in every direction. Eventually her mom bought her

another one and convinced her to swap with her.

That wasn't easy.

I remember one time Josie was a very sick little

girl and was coughing continuously. She could not

sleep at night. Jason, sat up in a chair and let her

sleep in his lap, several nights in a row until she

was feeling better. He has done this several times

since because of this allergy problem she has. But

the first time he did this he and Josie formed this

special relationship. She is definitely his little

girl..................... That blesses me so when I think

about that.

Ok Josie, how did I do. This lets me know you and

I have got to spend more time together that is

all there is to it. I love you little girl, and miss

you very much. Love

WA

A Special Birdhouse

Let's play Frisbee Dad!!!

Special Suit of Armor hand made by Ryley, with no pattern and no instructions...........very impressive!

Ryley loves his mom,


I don't know what to paint!!!!!



Exercising...........

Communion Cups from Jesus Tomb

Birdhouse from my grandson Ryley

I just wanted to share this little

house with you. Ryley

made this for me and painted

it before I moved from Tennessee.

We put it outside in hopes a bird

would make a nest in it but no such

luck. The wind blew it down one day

and Wayne picked it up and brought

it inside and glued it back together again.

I decided then that this little house was

too special to leave outside in the weather

so now it sits in our little dining area where

I can see it every day and remember how special

it is because of who gave it to me. Ryley,

thanks Ryley again. Check out the pictures

I have added Ryley. Let me know if this

is enough. You are a very smart young

man and I am proud of you.

I love you and miss you.

WA

WHAT'S IN YOUR HOUSE?

Duh?
Peace, tranquility, joy, love?
New Beginnings
Cool, Calm
Fancy, Fancy..........

Precious memories

Mission Possible

Dream Come True
Wonderous Blessings of God
God Knows where everyone of these birds are!!!!!

What did you see in these houses at first glance. As soon as you look at one picture you automatically think you know what must be living inside the dwelling. Of course, the bird house, port a potty and barn are pretty self explanatory, even the church one might think is full of perfect, happy saved people. That would be wonderful if it were the truth, but who is to be in a position to make that judgement.
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As for the other dwellings, they are homes of some of my family members. One of the homes was the home that Wayne's father lived in all his life and no longer stands. A niece's home, a brother in law, a daughter and an apartment. There is also a huge gorgeous home that resembles a castle. Well, sorry to say none of my family or Wayne's live in that mansion.

Sometimes I think we may look at people the same way.

What we see on the outside of a person is not an accurate

picture of that person. Some people are very good at

concealing their emotions from those around them.

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So I am going to try to not be so quick to form an

opinion of someone just by the way they

appear on the surface. Everyone

wants to be loved and needed

and forgiven and accepted.

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Life is so short on this

earth, I pray I can

spend what time I

have left serving

my Lord in a

way that is

pleasing

to HIM.

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Whitney #1 in Conference

Sorry Whit, this is the only picture I have but I think

you are ok sharing with your dad and sister.

I am so proud of you to be

#1 in your conference. Even though I don't understand all

the different K E T and whatever those

letters stand for, I know you are good. I am

listing the stats so those interested can go

to the web page and get the stats.

Congratulations, Sweetie, so proud of you.

Waner

# 21 Whitney Turner

Position: MB
Hometown: Jonesborough, TN
Height: 6'2


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Once Again Let's Meet Chase

"HERE'SSSSSSS CHASE"

I have to apologize to Chase before

I ever get to meet him. I did a little

blog a week or so ago hinting that

I would love to meet this new friend

of Whitney's. Well It accidentally

got deleted and I am so sorry. I am

still learning a little about this

blogging. Sometimes for no rhyme or reason

things just disappear.

Anyway, dear Chase I still anxiously

await to meet you. I understand

you think Whitney is as sweet and pretty

as I do. I would say you have excellent

taste. Have a great day.

My Baby Tree

I get such a great feeling every

time I see this beautiful tree.

I picked up about 8 little pods that were just

sprouting about 6 years ago and transplanted

them in Bun and Ken's flower bed of their new

homeat the time. A year later about 3 of them

had survived and needed to be transplanted

again. This tree is about 25 feet tall now and

putsout some wonderful shade. When we are

outside and the kids are playing we all

enjoy the shade that this tree puts out.

I actually feel that I gave birth to this

lovely tree and take a certain amount of

pride in it every time I look at it.

It was a little quarter inch pod when I

planted it and now look at it. God's Word is

like that sort of. You takejust a few words

and plant them into someones spirit and

eventually it just grows and grows

and starts reaching out and covering

someone else with it's wisdom and

power. God says His Word does not return

void, Also that His Word is our sword.

I guess we need to keep His Word

close to our heart ready

to speak it at a moments notice.

A Blast Into The Past

Random pictures from the past...........

These pictures cover a wide range of time and places. I am very limited to the pictures I have access to on my computer. I tried to pick out some from my earlier years with the children to the latter ones with my mom, sister, brother and grandchildren. I have lived in many places in my life and it seems that pictures are a good way to help me remember some of those places.

-I guess that is what life is, a constant moving of physical locations and spiritual levels of growth. If any of us are the same spiritually today as we were 20 years ago or 5 years ago I think we have missed something. -

When I think of where I was in the beginning of my spiritual life it takes me back to a little bitty church in Baton Rouge. Mission Drive Church of Christ. I only remember little bitty churches when I was little. This church only had about 40 benches, 20 on each side. And that is probably bigger than it actually was. You know how things looked much larger when we were small than they actually were.

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I don't have many good memories of my childhood religious days in church. I remember rules, rules and more rules. I don't remember any joyous occasions of worshiping the Lord or any sermons that just brought me to tears when learning what Jesus had done for ME. There was lots of sadness on the faces of everyone that I can remember. We didn't pray to God for healing of physical bodies or financial healing for families that were having a hard time making it. As I recall we were all pretty much in the same boat, living from day to day.

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My whole family went to this little church. Grandmother, aunts, uncles and cousins. My father did not go because he was an alcoholic and just didn't get much out of that little church building. A lot of criticism and judgemental stares and lots of condemnation.

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My mother was a very very strict lady of the church. Nothing came before the church. Notice! I said the church, not God, not Jesus who was very seldom mentioned by name............THE CHURCH came first.

My mother died HOPING she would go to heaven, never knowing if she had done enough, believed enough, repented enough, given enough. She truly thought you had to work your way into heaven. That just believing that Jesus died for you and gave His life for you is what saved you was ridiculous. To just believe that HE did that could not possibly be enough to save you. And to be taught that I was one of the very few blessed ones to be going to heaven while millions and millions of people were not because they did not go the THE CHURCH I went to. But then again I was never sure if I was going to heaven either because I didn't "work" hard enough" Duh........................................

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We want to raise our children to be better than we were, to be more than we were and are. WE want to uphold ourselves as being all knowing and all righteous and having all the answers. We want to control what our children have access to and what they hear and see. Oh that is in the church though, otherwise we let them watch tv, have free access to computers, all types of music that we cannot even understand the words to, go places we don't know about, hang out with friends that we know nothing about or their families. Truth is our children do need to hear about JESUS, not just the things we have had taught to us since we were children. God forgive me for the things I passed onto my children before HE showed me that HE did not live in a box and that HE did not need me to make up rules and regulations for his children to follow. A church is only as perfect as the people that sit on its pews................................so therefore I would say there are no perfect churchs

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I grew up never knowing if I had a chance to go to heaven. Always feeling guilty of everything and never ever feeling "Forgiven" or even hearing about God's Grace or His Mercy.

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It truly breaks my heart when I think of all the little ones that are being taught this same theology today. God is a just God, certainly. He holds us accountable for unconfessed sin certainly. BUT...............He loves us and His mercy and GRACE is sufficient to save us and KEEP us saved regardless of how much we work (which I would love for someone to define for me exactly WHAT kind of work is acceptable and worthy of salvation).

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I knew all the scriptures, all the arguments, I could hold my own with anyone that DID NOT go to THE CHURCH! I did not know how to share the love of Jesus or how to help someone find their way to the CROSS, to accept Jesus Christ as their Lord and Saviour. I only knew how to tell someone how wrong they were and that they were going to hell unless they believed as I did. May God please forgive me for such arrogance.

Everyone has the right which God gave them to believe what they want. Free choice it is called. I do know that I missed a lifetime of beautiful music, worshiping music, praising music. Thank you Lord for opening the door for me and leading me out into YOUR WORLD.

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If we accept Jesus Christ as our Lord and SAVIOUR and believe why he died for us then we will love HIM with all our heart and want to serve Him everyday for the rest of our lives. And IF we mess us (which we will I promise you) He is ready to forgive us, love us and remember those sins no more. As far as the East is from the West...........a new slate every time after we confess and repent......No this does not give us an open door to go sin. If we love our Lord we will not want to sin, but we are human and we will sin. Just as you are willing to forgive your child when they mess up our FATHER is ready and willing to forgive us, pick us up and give us those new mercies He talks about,,,,,,,,,,,every morning.

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So I can certainly tell that I have come a long way spiritually. No I know I have not reached perfection, all knowing! That would be arrogant on my part to believe I had reached perfection. Heaven forbid! And there are some of you, possibly MANY of you that have not experienced the gifts of the spirit that God tells us about in His Word. Never think you know it all, never stop asking God to show you more of HIM....and NEVER think that you have done too much wrong, sinned too bad, moved too far to the left. I promise God knew you would do that before you were born. HE loves you and has a purpose for you. Trust Him.