Robin Williams dead


It is sad that a comedian, actor, Father had no one to turn too in his moment of depressed mind could take no more.
I realize that everyone has their weakness. I myself have suffered with depression and did consider what  he did. I did consider suicide at one point. But I turned to a greater force than the depression.
Now I am not here to preach about what God has done for me. I don’t believe that’s why I am writing this. I believe there is help for everyone who wants it.
Even Mr. Williams could have sought help. Did he think it was a sign of weakness to ask for help?
Did his family turn away thinking that’s dad he is okay, he is strong. People don’t understand how alone it feels when you have no one to talk to.
Oh yes there are the questions.
What have you got to be depressed about. Buck up you don’t have any problems.
But they don’t know and will never be able to understand because they weren’t, in his shoes, in his psyche so maybe there was something going on he hadn’t told anyone.
We don’t know and will never know. But in memory of Robin Williams go to the strongest person you know, or the weakest person you know and give them the hug. That you don’t know they need but it might just change someone’s life.

Who is this man.


Who is this man that would willing die for our sins? How could one man live to be the sacrificial lamb to save the most ungrateful people ever?
He was beaten crowned with thorns made to carry his own cross all so he could be our savior.
Born to be a king, teacher, carpenter Shepard, fisher of men and yet he was betrayed by a man for a hundred pieces of silver.
He would not save himself for it wasn’t his father’s will.
He loved everyone man woman and child. He healed the sick made the blind see.
Yet he is forgotten by most people today. He isn’t taught in lots of places. We are told we can’t worship him by the ones who don’t believe.
Yet his followers are millions strong and getting stronger.
So who is this man? He is the Alpha and Omega, the wind in which we breath, the grace of god. Our future and our past. He is love. He is our savior, Jesus of Nazareth and Prince of
Peace and the Messiah.

Sadness that doesn’t heal.


A friend from high school is having to bury her son this week. There is no amount of sympathy that can possibly help for my friend and the rest of the family.

No one should have to bury a child. No one should have to sit in a doctor’s appointment and be told that the procedures they have already done didn’t work. Or they have quit working. They can’t explain why. But your son isn’t going to live.

No woman who has ever given birth can forget that sweet child being handed to her the first time at the hospital. The first smile, the tears in the eyes, the first steps, the first triumph of that son. Whether it be grades, sports, boy scouts or the first snow shoveled driveway of that child.

The fights with his brother the trouble he got into with his friends. At some point realizing that little boy has turned into a friend, a brother, a comedian, a best friend that hurts when his mother does. The realization that he has turned into a man. Yet he will always be that little bundle wrapped on a blue blanket that she held close when he cried. No a mother should never have to go through this.

This is the best I can possibly do in tribute. I am not a mother in the way that my friend is. But I hope with this post I can show my friend that my thoughts and prayers are with her and her family.

May Scottie Breeden rest in peace. He was a brother, a friend, a son to his father and most of all an angel to his mother.

Merry Christmas


We live in a fast pace world. No one will argue that point. But can anyone remember the times from Christmas past that are important.

The excitement of the first snow. The smell of the cold when you went to hug someone you haven’t been with in a while.

The fun of putting up the lights. Yes it was work but it was worth it. So was the Christmas baking, the tree decorating, shopping for surprises not just for the list they gave you.

Does anybody remember homemade garlands of popcorn, cranberries, or construction paper and tossing tinsel on to the tree. And being told to place it one strand at a time.(or having to pick it up afterwards.) How about the spotlights with the color wheels red orange green and blue.

Did anyone remember to make the little snow men out of marshmallows, glitter, and stars.

Does anyone remember the plywood cutouts of Santa and the sleigh? They took your Dad hours to draw and cut out but they were such fun to have in the yard.

Does anyone remember going caroling to sing about what Christmas was truly about.

How about setting up the nativity on the most prominent place in the house. On the fireplace mantle. Ours had a stable a cow, sheep, Shepard’s, angels, the wise men, and Mary and Joseph and if course the reason for the season the little baby Jesus.

How about watching the Bing Crosby, Andy Williams, Perry Como, King Family specials. Then all the favorite Movies.

I hope we can take time this Holiday Season to reflect on the past. And pray for the future and keep Christ in Christmas.

Going away for the Holiday.


In recent months time away has come at a premium. I worked all but two weekends for two months. Well taking the plunge I quit my job on Friday. I went to work at a new company on Tuesday and then on Wed. Today..I worked my rear off.

I hauled tens loads today. That was more than I Had all last week.

I am leaving tomorrow for Missouri. Can’t hardley wait. Most of what I call family will be there. My sister and brother-in-law,their sons and daughter. My brothers wife and daughter not sure if brother is coming or not, he may be working. And an aunt.

So as we go into the Holiday let’s not forget why we have the wonderful day to party with friends. Let’s give Thanks for the men and women who gave us our freedom. May they come home safe.

HAPPY FOURTH OF JULY ALL.

Blessed Day?


Today started with a fast trip to go to Missouri for my job. But I got to where I was to pick up and the freight wasn’t there.(I haul for a package company. Within 300 miles of Indianapolis) So seems the load they sent me after had been sent outĀ  the day before on a national logistics company. It had arrived and been signed for by 11:21 this morning. Before they had even contacted me but the message had not got to the right people.

So I go to the the home office e where they tell me that they don’t have anything. So I get almost home to find out they have a load if I want it going up by Fort Wayne. So I go back get the package at rush hour and head North.

Traffic is horrificĀ  I get into bumper to bumper traffic and have to hit my brakes to keep from hitting the guy in front of me, who is avoiding the semi in front of him. But the girl behind me doesn’t see me hit my brakes. So she hits me.

So I spend the next hour dealing with the paperwork and the cop. Who puts the wrong insurance down on the report.( that is going to be a hassle to straighten)

Then I spend another hour trying to get past the local concert venue that must have had a Really Big Show( to quote Ed Sullivan)

So I get to my destination only 28 mins late. (The customer wasn’t upset thank goodness.

And I get back into town just in time to deal with the traffic from the concert that has just let out.

So what makes this a blessed day?

Well the customers were not Unhappy they each got the packages they needed. Both will use us again.

As far as they accident I go e praise to God for no one getting hurt. In that traffic it could have been a massacre.

And I truly hope the concert was good for as much traffic that was going to and from it.

So I guess it’s a matter of perspective. What I learned was don’t panic and give God the praise even when the worst is happening. It will work out one way or another.
Maybe not the way you want but it will work out.

Contemplation


This old world makes you stop and think on a daily basis. But are we thinking about the right things. Do we give God the credit he deserves in our life. Here is a list of things I have been thinking about lately,

Giving praise to our Lord,
Making my prayers more effective,
Praying for our troops
Wondering what is on the other side of the Milky Way ( the cosmos nor the chocolate bar)
Enjoying the early summer evenings
Enjoying my husband of Twenty some years.
Enjoying family
Thanking our Lord for my family and friends.

What I don’t think about on a regular basis,

The Kardashians
What is in style
Office politics( in my company or in the country for that matter)
Who has done what to who on any or all television shows.

What I do care about is giving praise and thanks for my life to the good lord.