God at work

I was supposed to have worked over tonight (Tues), but I had one of those weird feelings. At 9:30 something was telling me to go home. As it got closer to time to leave, the worse it got. By the time 11 rolled around, it was like a drum repeating over and over "go home, go home, go home." I was starting to feel physically sick.

So, I told my boss I couldn't stay. He wasn't too happy with me, but oh well. I had to obey my gut feeling.
So I left...
As I approached my house, there was a SUV sitting two houses away. (On the other side of my parent's house). A young girl (okay, anyone in their early 20s looks young to me.) was shivering by this vehicle. The first person I thought of was Ashley. This girl is about the same age and height. She was crying uncontrollably.
I pulled into my driveway, and instead of the "go home" drumming in my head, it was now a "go back, go back" feeling.
So, I backed out of my driveway, and stopped next to her. I rolled down my window, and asked her if she was ok. She said "I ran out of gas,my cell phone's dead, and I have no clue where I am." She started crying even harder when she said "I've tried flagging down cars and no one would stop."
Two major factories just let out, so there were A LOT of vehicles driving through town, yet NO ONE thought to help. By the time I got home, the streets were empty. After praying for God's protection, I said "It's freezing out here, why don't you get in and warm up." As she climbed in, I noticed that her tears were frozen to her face and she was shivering and crying uncontrollably. I turned the heater up full blast and just sat there for a while. That's when she told me her story....
This girl lives 2 hours away in Southern Indiana. A guy she worked with asked her on a date to the bar here in town. She said she was wanting to get gas on the way, but he was afraid of being late. So, after a couple hours at this bar, this girl's "friend" was still playing cards, she told him that she'd be right back she was going to get gas. By this time, the gas station was closed. Since she didn't know her way around she stayed on the same road. Of course there aren't any gas stations except here in this town. So, she turned around, came back, and ran out of gas. She called her "friend" and he had left with some friends.. . He said I'm almost to my mom's house, and I'm not coming back, so you're on your own.
As we are talking, a guy I work with (and trust. Nice guy, married with two kids, and 3 grandkids.) pulled up behind me. I went home, grabbed the gas can out of the garage, and the three of us took his truck to a gas station. She was pretty hysterical until we assured her that we were "safe", she could trust us, and everything will be okay.
She was so cold she didn't realize she'd broken her finger until we got to the station.
We get back, put the gas in the tank. Now by this time the neighbor of the house we were "blocking" came out and was trying to help. He eventually had to get some jumper cables and jump her vehicle.
Now here's where it gets really interesting.
She was trying to figure out how to get to an interstate. "ANY interstate would be okay." Since I was the ONLY one that knew how to get to 465 from there, it was up to me to give her directions. So, we get back into this coworker's truck (It's only 8 degrees outside) and I start telling her. Well, a police officer decided at that moment to pull up, turn on his lights, and ask for IDs and this coworker's and girl's reason for being in this town.

Here's my question.. What business was it of his to ask that? We had already explained about her running out of gas, and just trying to help her.
Since when are good samaritians "punished" for good deeds by cops? All any of us wanted was to be on our way home. And lastly... Why couldn't he have helped give her a hand? He never bothered asking if she was ok, needed directions, or more gas. Isn't that what police USUALLY do?

This poor girl finally got out after thanking us 100 times or more, and left with a quarter tank of gas.

Here's another thing...... This coworker is from New Castle. He said "I just had a feeling I had to take this road home." So, What if I had worked over until 3 am? What if this coworker had taken his normal way home? This girl could've frozen to death before anyone noticed she was there. My neighbors don't get up until AT LEAST 4. She would've sat there for 4 hours or more in 8 degree weather with no heat.
That was 2 hours ago, and my thoughts are still on this poor girl. I pray that she made it home safe and sound.
Talk about God's perfect timing.

I FOUND IT!!!

As you know, I am a 4th, 5th, and 6th grade Sunday School teacher.. Before that I was the High School Sunday school teacher. So, when I switched classes I noticed that the posters in my class were over the heads of my 10,11, and 12 year olds.

I have been searching for 2 years now for the "PERFECT" picture for my class.

A couple weeks ago, my aunt Carol and I went to a Christian bookstore, and I fell in LOVE with a picture. I told Aunt Carol that this picture was THE picture. Well there were two small problems.... 1 It was framed... We are not allowed to put nails in the walls. and 2. It was about $100. (That's with the 30% discount... It was $139)

With a downcast heart, I ran across a postcard similar to that picture, not exactly what I was looking for, but on the same style.. I looked on the back.. Sure enough there was a website. Went to the website and FOUND several pictures PERFECT for my class. The great part is...... They are only 99 cents each. Okay so they're 5x7 postcards, but I do have a bulletin board in my room. Perfect size to tack up.


This picture I fell in love with is called "Storytime". It's a picture of a bunch of kids sitting on the floor as their teacher is reading a story to them. Jesus is sitting on the floor with these children listening along.

The other pictures I bought from this site are:
Johnny Made Whole
My Friends
The Family of God
and
The Lion and the Lamb (Which is really neat.)

The picture I bought at the bookstore is called:
Family Worship

You can see all these pictures at: (By the way, this web page has all of the pictures on one page. Don't have to search, just scroll down. Click on the picture to see a bigger picture of it.)

http://www.hartclassics.com/products.php?show=by_size

I found not one picture, but 5, ordered, them and now to wait for them to arrive. I am one HAPPY camper. :)

Books, Books, Books, and more Books!!!!!!

Everyone that knows me knows that I LOVE to read. I have a goal for this year..... 52 books in 52 weeks..... So far, I'm right where I should be...

I read a book last week that really grabbed me.... It's called "Between Heaven and Ground Zero." It's a true story about a woman that worked on the 36th floor of tower one. She described what she saw and how she felt so well it was almost like being there. She said she was reborn after leaving the towers. Before she was arrogent and "proud", afterwards she suffered from post tramic stress syndrome, but she learned to hand everything over to the Lord.
I learned things about the towers that I didn't know before.... I didn't know that tower one was leaning after the attack and never uprighted itself, and the ceilings were caving in. TV showed a much different picture. I started this book one morning, couldn't stop until it was done. Very dramatic, WILL make you cry, but it's a worthwhile read.....

MY 100th post!!!!!!!!

For my 100th post, I'm going to sing a song for the occasion.... Okay, maybe I won't, after all who wants to hear me sing? Besides, you CAN'T hear me sing,because this is a BLOG... You can only READ..... So, singing would be pointless and a very big waste of my time, not to mention yours, since you won't be able to hear me sing.


But, I do however have plans....... I discovered the other day that I am the only grandkid of the T side of the family that does NOT know how to play or is learning an instrument...I've already been told that the radio doesn't count, since ANY ONE can do that. So, to find an instrument I can play..... Instruments that use alot of air is OUT... I have no desire to pass out from lack of oxygen....
So, I'm thinking of either taking up the banjo or the Dulcimer..... I've heard that Dulcimers are very easy to learn. We'll see....

You sure you don't want to hear me sing? You do? Well..... TOO BAD, because you CAN'T.... Ha ha ha ha ha ha. Yes, I am laughing at you, and the best part is..... YOU CAN'T HEAR ME!!!!!!!

Morbid or preparing?

Okay, I'm going to leave it up to you, my dear readers, to tell me if I'm going insane or is this "appropriate behavior." Ok, here goes.........

Several months ago (as in November) I bought this book thing called "Making Things Easy For My Family." It a "journal" type thing that I write down what my family would need to know at the time of my death.. The first page is a step by step thing to do.(call family,friends, employer, etc).then the next pages are important phone numbers, Location of personal papers, Benfits you can expect (life insurance etc)insurance polcies, real estate and auto papers/information, record of what I owe, banking info, Record of what is owed to me, Burial and Memorial preparations (Where I want to be buried, who I want to speak, who I want as pall bearers, and desires for the funeral), personal notes, and personal property.

Okay, I know what you're thinking........ NO!!!! Don't even think about it..... Yeah, I agree, but you know.... I went one step further...
Okay what I did next is even more morbid than the first part of this post... Ready?

I am in the process of putting my favorite songs on cd to be played at my funeral... Yes, All my favorite songs (that would be appropriate at a funeral) on one cd. That way all the songs are there, there will be no hunting or searching for songs.

But that's not all. If you order now, we'll send you not 1 BUT 2 cds. Wait.... There's more..... If you call within the next 10 mins, You not only get the funeral cd and the free cd, but we'll throw in a set of steak knifes all for $19.99. WOW!!! That's a $289 offer for only $19.99... Order now supplies are limited.

As you can see, I've watched WAY too many informercials. Then again, they are usually the only thing on TV at 2AM.

Lost money found again........

Don't you hate it when you go to the bank to get money and you lose it? I went to the bank to get money out for a bill, I went straight to Walmart to get a money order (the place I pay my bill doesn't accept checks or cash.) I get there and realize that I'm $100 short. I searched my pockets and emptied my purse. NOTHING. We counted the money 8 times. So, I thought, ok the bank shorted me. I go ahead and get the money order, drive downtown to pay the bill, and then drove ALL the way back across town to the bank. Pull into the parking lot, open my purse, and there's the $100 bill laying right on top.
There's NO WAY I could've missed it.

Backwards spelled backwards is sdrawkcab

I pulled a 12 hour shift yesterday.... 11-11, so by the time I got off work, I was pretty slap happy. And it didn't help that I stopped by Starbucks on the way home. My best friend, Lois, worked over 3-3. By 2/ 2:30AM, we were texting each other crazy/silly things.... She started it by saying... "Did you know that Captain spelled backwards is niatpac? I didn't." We'll it just snowballed from there.

eW detrats gnitxet ekil siht. I dlot reh taht ew era hcus sresol. We texted whole conversations BACKWARDS. I told her one good thing about it, is if anyone found our cell phones, they'd think we were speaking a different language. I have made up my mind that I am going to be able to type/text backwards just as fast as I do normally. That is my goal in life. Pretty pathetic isn't it? Then again, it would drive everyone I know insane.
Things you think to do when you're bored and sleep deprived.

Chasing Rainbows

One rainy summer day when I was 12, my friend, Sandy, and I waited out the storm in her garage. After it rained there was a HUGE bright rainbow. Well, being kids we decided to follow the rainbow hoping to find the pot of gold. As we walked we discussed how we were going to spend our new found money. They were childish dreams full of candy, ice cream, and buying out toy stores.
Of course, the rainbow disappeared before we got anywhere near it, but we did find ourselves a few miles from home in a beautiful meadow in a woods. This meadow had 20 different flowers (we counted), rasberries, and wild strawberries. We spent a couple hours exploring this meadow. This meadow became our "secret" place. We promised NEVER to tell of it's existance. Mainly to keep my brother and her brother and sister away from it.
Sandy moved to St. Louis two months later. On the first day of school while I was meeting my teachers, she was heading out of town. I didn't get a chance to see her off. We did send a couple letters back and forth, but before long, we lost track of each other.
That summer was the first and only time I went to that meadow. After she left, it just seemed wrong to go by myself. However, my mind goes back to those lazy summer days.
I discovered recently that life is like chasing rainbows. It's always fun to dream, plan, and wish for things to happen. But when they don't, and if you take the time to look around, you might make wonderful discoveries about things you never new existed.

Finally got it!!!!

Well, I finally got IT. No it's nothing you can buy on eBay. It's more personal. I finally caught the flu. Came down with it Wens. night, and missed two days of work. THANKFULLY I worked 4 hours over one night and worked Sat. So, I came out even with 42 hours.
All I can say is......... Is this week over YET????

Gloom, despair, and Agony on Me.. Whooa

I apologize for the lack of posts lately, but my phone lines are still down, so I'm using my parent's computer. This has been a ROTTEN few weeks........
As you know, my grandma T. passed away before Christmas, which was hard enough.

Two weeks to the day she passed away, our previous neighbor died of cancer. He found out in September that he had it.

Then I go to work yesterday and found out that one of my coworkers, and a good friend, Tim, committed Suicide. If someone told me last week he'd shoot himself, I would've laughed in your face. He was a strong Christian man who was taking care of his seriously ill wife, and his ill mother-in-law. He was told he had cancer about a month ago, and that's when his drinking started. I guess he got some bad news at his last doctor's appointment, and decided to end it all.

Then when I told my sister about it this morning, and she said "I hate to add more rain,but....." I don't feel free to go into all the details here, but please keep Aaron and Chris in your prayers, they are having a HORRIBLE time right now. In which it very well can and possibly will affect the whole family.

I told my friend Lois that I've cried so much in the last few weeks that I could sink a ship. I keep thinking of that old Hee Haw song.........
Gloom, despair and Agony on me... Whooa
Deep, dark depression excessive misery... Whooa
If it weren't for bad luck, I'd have no luck at all.... Whooa
Gloom, despair, and Agony on me.