Can I Give You My Number?

I have three very beautiful kids. They are gorgeous. And that isn’t just me talking. OK, right now it is, but I am not the only one who says it.

my sweet daughter and her baby

my sweet daughter and her baby

My oldest child…isn’t she beautiful? Holding Little Boy Blue, my sweet little love with the blonde hair and big blue peepers! She brings happiness and comfort in her own special way to everyone around her, whether it is her pediatric patients or her friends and family…and let’s just say she has a great big joy that emanates from her, no matter who you are.

Then there is my second child…

Andrew, Stephanie and Paul at Paul's high school graduation, May 25, 2012

Andrew, Stephanie and Paul at Paul’s high school graduation, May 25, 2012

She is striking…and let me tell you it is awful going to Wal-Mart or Target with her…strangers whistling at her…men who just don’t know how to behave when they are confronted by her beauty…Some of them get an instant education from her on the appropriate way to voice their appreciation…let’s just say that she is able to make herself clearly understood. And if her children are with her…watch what you say and how you say it! Just because she is only 4′ 11″ on her tallest day…she is one tough cookie.


Lastly, there is mi hijo…my only son…the one everyone loves, whose nickname is Paulie…as if he were an Italian…ha ha! He always has a smile on his face, knows no strangers, he loves his niece and nephews and is fiercely protective. He has threatened to “deal with” more than one guy who got out of line with his sister…and he is just a teddy bear.

But, to be honest, daughter number two gets a lot more time in my life because she still lives with us…and so do her kiddos, remember? Froglegs, Dancing Eyes and Curly Top? They are instant inspiration.

Today she had a new experience…and the cashier at a local Panera is probably still wiping egg off his face. She went through a drive through, but had forgotten her Panera card at home. When she arrived at the window, she asked the cashier (young male) if he could take her number…He said sure, and hurried off to get a piece of paper…

I am imagining his heart just racing…so excited, the improbability of it all…

That poor guy…he misunderstood and thought she was giving him her TELEPHONE NUMBER! Can you imagine how he felt when he realized she was using her frequent buyer number???

I am still just shaking my head…


Please keep praying for Kitty and her family, especially her dad as he recovers from this surgery and faces additional battles with this cancer.


What a day today has been. Thank you for all of your prayers. I believe they made all the difference in the battle my dad fought today. He remains in the valley of the shadow of death, but his Lord is with him. His rod and His staff are comforting him. And regardless of the final outcome of this ordeal, eventually my dad will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.

The actual surgery ran about seven hours. We got one update, about three and a half hours in, but nothing after that until one of the surgeons came out and told us what they encountered once they started. Because the tumor itself was so vascular, he began bleeding profusely even before it was removed. And he continued to bleed and bleed and bleed. He had his entire blood supply replaced at least four times.

But, he lived through…

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Less than 24 hours to go

My friend Kitty is going through a serious health situation with her father, who will undergo surgery tomorrow for advanced cancer affecting the kidney and other areas. Please pray for her peace of mind and also for the surgeons and others involved. It will be a very extensive surgery requiring three or four surgeons of differing specialties.


My emotions are pretty high right now. Lump in my throat, tears in my eyes, you know that feeling. I’ve been praying night and day, whenever I have an opportunity. I know many of you are praying, there are strangers praying, people we may not ever meet here on earth. There’s even a group of men from our church that are meeting us at the hospital tomorrow morning before the surgery, to pray with my family.  With all these prayers going up, it’s a good thing to know that God listens to each and every one. We have a big God, don’t we?

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OK…I Have Just One Question…Well, Maybe

Aren’t vaccines supposed to prevent the illness or disease?

I mean, seriously…if they don’t work, why bother? (Oops, I am up to two questions. Sorry!)

Children are routinely vaccinated against a host of awful diseases. Please don’t bombard me with the opposition to vaccines…I understand that there are different perspectives on the concept of vaccinations and their safety etc. What I am questioning is the purpose of a vaccine that routinely DOES NOT WORK.

And yes, if I sound crabby, it is because I AM CRABBY…Froglegs, Dancing Eyes and Curly Top ALL HAVE ROTAVIRUS…does that scare you? It should. So does Bubba Bam Bam…and he has a newborn 8 day old baby at his house. That scares me even more.

Aren't those round wheels cute?

Aren’t those round wheels cute?

Would you like to speak with Bam Bam’s mom? Let me tell you, we have “conversed” many times. We would like to arrange a meeting with the developer of the vaccine…just the three of us. We don’t even need our husbands…we are prepared, willing and able…I think our point would be effectively communicated in a way he would clearly understand.

All four of these kiddos were vaccinated against this awful GI virus. And they all succumbed to the exposure…boy, would I like to find the person that didn’t wash their hands!

So we have spent the last 6 days watching the little guys tumble like Dominoes…all over everything. There is only one adequate word for this…EXPLOSIVE. Oh, and UNCONTROLLABLE.

You ask me if there is a silver lining in all of this???

Well, I have to get new furniture and a new rug…Can I send the bill to the manufacturer of the vaccine? I think that’s fair, don’t you?

The boys and their mama need new mattresses…And she is just LOADED with money, right? Single mother of three with no child support?

There is an ironic side to all of this, on a spiritual note. I had been reading in Leviticus…actually reading the parts I think I must have skimmed in the past. God was very clear about handling mold and mildew and infestations and stuff like that. I think we could save a lot of money in the long run by just burning the offending items rather than investing in products that aren’t going to truly clean things…and please don’t turn me in to the EPA or the DNR…

But as my husband and I were discussing the impossibility of cleaning out every stain and being assured that there were no traces of the germs anywhere in the house or the furniture, we both were struck by the similarity to sin…it is EVERYWHERE.

We might recognize that we are guilty of something…then we try on our own to clean up our mess. Fail.

Then it creeps in someplace else. We “wash” it out, but that stain just keeps coming back. No matter how hard we try to uproot the sin, we fail every time.

Why can’t we get that stain out? It is because WE are not ABLE to remove the stain. There is only one remedy to the stain of sin and it is to be “washed in the blood of the Lamb”–Jesus shed His own blood to cleanse us fully and completely of every stain. HIS remedy WORKS 100% of the time. NO FAILURES. NO NOT ONE!!!

We might still be dealing with a lot of ick here…but I am so thankful that the stain of sin has been removed once and for all. Thank You, Lord Jesus!

Hebrews 9:22-28

Holman Christian Standard Bible (HCSB)

22 According to the law almost everything is purified with blood, and without the shedding of blood there is no forgiveness.

23 Therefore it was necessary for the copies of the things in the heavens to be purified with these sacrifices, but the heavenly things themselves to be purified with better sacrifices than these.

24 For the Messiah did not enter a sanctuary made with hands (only a model of the true one) but into heaven itself, so that He might now appear in the presence of God for us.

25 He did not do this to offer Himself many times, as the high priest enters the sanctuary yearly with the blood of another.

26 Otherwise, He would have had to suffer many times since the foundation of the world. But now He has appeared one time, at the end of the ages, for the removal of sin by the sacrifice of Himself.

27 And just as it is appointed for people to die once—and after this, judgment—

28 so also the Messiah, having been offered once to bear the sins of many, will appear a second time, not to bear sin, but to bring salvation to those who are waiting for Him.