Justice Prevails

Three and one half hours at traffic court was very interesting. Dan, Chase and I walked up to the municipal court where half a dozen young men with twisted ball caps waited outside. We went 20 minutes early only to find ourselves at the end of a very long twisty line. It was like going to Six Flags-waiting in line, apprehensive about what's coming up next, watching the faces of those leaving to see if they were happy or going to throw up.

Chase and I decided to rest at home for awhile and join Dan back in line later. But, a message was waiting for us to come back. The line seemed to be moving quickly, and he couldn't take his cell phone in with him. (Neither can you wear shorts, tube tops, or pants below your buttocks-which qualifications Dan had already passed.)

The deceptively quick line ended in a courtroom that held 70-80 "guests". There were a lot of DWI's, driving without a license, and failures to pay. One woman insisted she didn't pass the school bus, but paid the fine so she wouldn't have to pay court costs or get an attorney.

There were several attornies. Young with slicked back hair. Of the "guests" and attornies, I preferred the guests. Most pleaded guilty. One poor guy that refused to plead anything was laughed at by all the others.

Part way through, someone decided this was a good time to bring in some people from jail to appear before court. I guess they have a more important schedule than the young families that had their children with them.

Finally, it got so late that there was a break. Most everyone went to their cars to use their cell phones or smoke.

After the break, someone who works every day for a school district, came forward for his citation of passing a school bus, while he was at work. The judge thought something was fishy, and dismissed his case. A little later a woman who couldn't find the street where she had supposedly illegally passed a school bus had her case dismissed, and the judge asked the bailiff to find the file of the woman that had plead guilty earlier. Something was wrong.

Finally, Dan was called, and very "Night Courtish" the judge asked Dan where he really was when he illegally passed the school bus. "Austin, TX., " Dan said, and showed the plane ticket, the hotel and meal receipt from that day. Case dismissed. The court took copies and attached them to his file, along with the stacks of all the bus incidents. Someone's got some splainin' to do!

The few people left in the court were very pleased with the turn of events. And so were we.

Answered Prayers

Several months ago I was talking with God about my 24+ year old furniture. We were going to be hosting "The Truth Project", and the sofa and love seat were back breaking. So I laid out my desire for new furniture, and just a few minute later, Dan was at my side telling me that he was getting some unexpected money.

To say that the source of the money was a sad affair is an understatement. It made for many sleepless nights, chest pains, tears (on my part), and a wrestling with forgiveness.

Then the economy happened.

Listening to all the doomsayers, I thought we should hold on to our so called windfall and look for God to provide furniture some other way.

For instance, in the way we received our kitchen table and chairs-gift! The swimming pool-gift! One of our cars-insurance for the totaled car from a horrible hailstorm (gift!)

But nothing happened, and we proceeded with our Friday night get togethers. Sorry if we broke your back.

Nine days ago, I was telling the women at TLC about my dilemma. I so distinctly heard God telling me (in my heart and head), "I provided for that furniture months ago. Trust me for the future, not that." So, as soon as Dan was home for the weekend, we went shopping.

We didn't see anything that day, but I was peaceful that God had a plan, and we would find the right stuff at the right time. Same way it happened with our home.

The next day we ran out to look at some chairs I had seen, and Dan called to me from across the store, "Honey, I found them."

I can not begin to tell you all the ways that God gave us "immeasurably more that all (we) ask or imagine." (Ephesians 3:20)

It's Always Something

Exhaustion, bright red cheeks, swollen eyes, sore throat and a cough were the souvenirs Chase brought home from church camp.

He did grow closer to God. Yeah! But he was home sick and physically sick, and that put a damper on things.

He really had me worried about dehydration when he first got home. You know you're a mom when you are happy to hear your son peeing at 2:30 a.m. (12 hours after he arrived home!)

Rehydrated and a little sleep under his belt didn't improve him as much as I had hoped. He wasn't eating or moving, two things he does in usual great quantity.

A trip to the doctor revealed a sinus infection. One dose of antibiotic, then seven hours later an allergic reaction. He had a rash and that uncontrollable, "I gotta itch, or I'm gonna die".

Benadryl, bed, and a call to the doctor. Chase started his new antibiotic an hour ago.

And, he was able to provide fodder for my 100th post!

Found Money

Haven't you heard those storied about "unclaimed money" that the government is holding for you?

Have your thoughts been that it's a scam, or that there would be no money that you didn't know about, or you've lived in the same spot for so long anyone could have found you?

Me, too.

Then I found the National Association of Unclaimed Property Administrators. I started with the states my husband has lived in. Nothing for him, but over $300 for a nephew.

I finally started looking in my current state, under my current name, and my state is holding $29 for me! I can't begin to describe how excited I am.

Then I found over $50 for my son and more than that for my brother.

I have no idea what the $29 is from. They have listed my last known address as my current one. Someone didn't go to much trouble to find me.

I'm mailing in my claim form tomorrow, and I'll let you know when I get the money.

In the meantime, try it yourself. It only takes a few minutes. You don't need to register for anything.

What have you got to find?

Produce Co-op

For $21, I received 2 bunches broccoli, 3 large white onions, 1 pineapple, 1 lb. strawberries, 3 kiwis, 2 bunches bananas, 1 carton grape tomatoes, 1 cantaloupe, 3 avocados, 1 large head romaine, 2 bunches green onions, 1 pint blueberries. 2 ginormous carrots, 5 lemons, and 5 ear of corn.

Produce co-op is every other week, and I never know what I'm going to get. Last week we had oven Parmesan sweet potatoes, eggplant Parmesan, and guacamole dip (Which I discovered Jeff had never tried. "It's green." But he liked it.).

I've always used yellow or red onions. What is the difference in white onions?

We've already eaten some of the strawberries and blueberries. It's definitely guacamole time again. Yum!

Happy Father's Day, Dan

Once a kind hearted man fell in love with a woman with two children ages 4 & 2. He married that woman and loved those children. Horsey back rides, wrestling matches, jokes, movies, baseball, treehouses, bunkbed building all done with the boys.

He brought two more children in the world and continued video taping, raquetball, driving lessons, golf, attending band concerts, and choir concerts, football games, hockey matches. He always planned his schedule around their events and tried to bring home something special when he had to be out of town.

He drove cars into the dust, resoled his boots for over a decade, repaired creatively anything that could be so that money could be spent on camps and books and lessons and things for the kids because "that is an investment".

Today, on his day, he helped with dishes, served ice cream, gave one of the kids a head start on the lawn mowing because he is a servant leader that loves his family with all his heart.

We could never give him enough honor. Thank you, God, for Dan.

All Because of Jesus

To watch a video of Chase at Camp edge in a special black light number,click on VBS Power Team performing All because of Jesus. Chase is the one in the back with the tall flag on the right/right center.

He would arrive early (8:00 A.M.), rehearse, then help with leading the kids (750) in worship. The kids loved it! Then he would rush off to be an assistant crew leader, back for closing worship for the preschoolers, back to the crew, then ending the day in worship at 3:00.

He was in bed by 9:00 p.m. every night without complaint. How great that he was given the chance to serve the Lord at such a young age! I'm so proud of him.

I asked him if any of the kids had accepted Jesus as their Savior, and he said that about half of his first through third graders had! Chase said that it made him so happy that he got all bubbly inside! Me, too.