A Text Message from Abba to Mae

Mae asked me to pass along today's (10/23) "text message" from God to her. (Received via snail mail to me! - Cheryl)

Psalm 147.14 "He maketh peace in thy borders, and filleth thee with the finest of the wheat."

Mae - In my borders (my 'confinement' at this time of my life) God makes me peaceful about it, and content. He feeds me with His Word and good books and devotionals. He gives me friends and family. He shelters me in a warm, happy home, with ample food and water, and a telephone and mail, etc. He enables me to serve my dear husband. He supplies a Home Group church.

I live in a free country, with every comfort - not in slavery or misery. I can watch Christian TV, and listen to hymns,etc., and teaching tapes. I can look out windows and enjoy sunshine.

My Father, my Savior, my dear Companion, the Holy Spirt - and angels - Jesus, Jesus, Jesus!

Hebrews 3:1

Amen and Amen! Thank You, Lord God!

In Just a Few Years

Well, now, isn't this interesting? At the top of our blog we have the five of us in our youth and beauty as a rearview. (Remember when we decided who was who?) Now you see that we still have the SAME colors on, (some things never change) but we moved around a bit.

The best part is that our arms are still linked. May God grant that we skip all the way to eternity together, knee replacements or not!!

I love you, my YaYa's!!

Princess Cheryl

Mae Day

What a beautiful day for this to happen. What great gobs of gifts He poured out on us, His girls! There was more than a month's worth of talking out we could've done, but what we were given must have been perfect, eh? Thank you so much for making this happen. Getting Mae here and back, the wonderful birthday gifts, the great food, and us just sitting together sharing a meal and our hearts and God's word--we are the stuff of great old books. I love us. I'm so grateful. mmWAH. XO

Post Scripts:

• We missed you, Rosie!
• Thank you for the walk, Glenice--it was splendid!
• Is anyone actually going to write that letter?
  

Old Entry, New Comment!

Hey G. Got that comment you wrote on Friday. You are hurting.., We need to talk at Cyndi's. Maybe we'll get insight from Mae.

What's Happening?

Are there any details going around for this Tuesday's rendezvous? I need to make arrangements. Thanks, Tina

Something New

Here's something new.
I start as a waitress at the new Italian restaurant at the Sundance golf course on Friday night. The owner is a friend. This is their first business as husband and wife. He is a seasoned (haha) chef. I like being with her. She was at my 50th. Her name is Victoria: dark hair, helped in the kitchen. I like the accessibility of getting into "work" with a friend. Seemed easy enough. I like the type of work-food, serving, hospitality- no different than what I already do, except the cash register and the credit card machine. Yikes!! I will only work on Friday nights at this time. The intent is to help them while they get established and to exercise my brain to remember things, like juggling orders.
So stop over. It's very good. Prices are typical. 4.50 to 20.00.
It will be fun...T

Be Encouraged

Just thinking of all of you. Read the latest blog. Ha Ha, Cheryl.

I am listening to Chuck Smith tapes down stairs while ironing the tablecloths for an upcoming wedding. The vibrant fall colors of greens, yellows and rusts outside my window are gorgeous. The contrast of blues and greens with the lake and lillipads and sky just send me to an adventurous place, certainly not here in the basement of my house.

I am going out tonight to hear Ken speak about the book of Exodus. We are going to talk again about Moses. This Moses thought he was the deliverer but realized his fellow Hebrews didn't think so. His mom emphasized the need for a deliverer and trained him up that he could be the one. With a desire to do, he got puffed up and started the work on his own. I love how these people are so real and just like us. They weren't 12 feet tall with halos over their heads. They didn't have any more intelligence than us. Moses was raised up for a work that God needed done-to deliver His own.

Have you ever wondered what God has raised you up for? Do you understand why he put you in the family he put you in? Did we have a pregnancy like Rebeccah did with Jacob and Esau?

Moses was told to go to the Pharoah,and he asked, who am I? Who are we that we should be the ones in our family to be an instrument that God could do His work? Today I'm looking for that answer, pouring over my life as a researcher writing a book -in my mind currently Cynee- about His story of my life.

Thought I'd tell you about it, to encourage you this day.

Love, Tina

Mae on Tuesday

Hi everyone! I can be there on Tuesday October 21st. Is there anything I can bring? I probably will drive myself. Thanks for making this happen for us to meet again. I am so excited.
Everything is going well. Becca has an interview today, Jacob is healing well from strep throat, James is almost finished with drivers ed and I almost have the yard winter proof. Love you all!

G

Daily Bread

I loved our time together and since I was coming off a fast, I have to say the food was amazing What good cooks we are! I was fed well and not too full, just right. But man does not live by bread alone, but by every word of God. Talking with you all was the best food ever. As we sat in the house, walked along the road, we were blessed. Thanks for all of that. Love you, Tina