We are about to load on the plane to Houston. We had a Small problem that could be big once we hit Houston. Continental check in chic “says” we can not check bags through to Lusaka we have to pick them up at the outside security area and get them back in to Gate D go through security and recheck baggage before British closes their baggage acceptance. Keith just moved to help balance weight. Closing doors
Category: Christy’s Concepts
Wearing a Missionary Hat
We are blessed to belong to a church family that believes in WE , the church body, being the missionaries of the world. Instead of supporting one family or person to be located in an area of ‘need’, we equip ourselves and take the step out and touch many with the gospel and then follow up teaching and equipping of those who are new believers in Christ, to go out and do what we started ourselves. The commissioning Christ gave to his disciples just before ascending in the clouds.
Keith and I are going on a missionary trip, in addtion to five women from our church. Keith’s mission is mainly to try to open the road blocks (literally) for a missionary that is located in South Africa. Stop points hamper getting from one church to another by hours, even days. IF we can obtain a pass of sorts, travel can be more efficient for us and him. Keith will also be teaching a Mens Ministry of being Godly Men. I and another woman will be facilitating ‘Changing Me’ a study of being a Godly Wife. We teach the study and also teach how to teach the study, so these women can go out and teach to others who can teach to others….. There will be 3 teams in 3 different areas, this will reach hundreds!
I am honored to be a part of this mission! Blessed that God would call me to do this!
Now I just need to get out of the house! I absolutely HATE leaving home!!!! Once I am gone I am fine, but right now I am not. I fly out in 4 hours, and am posting on my blog.
I am praying for Wi Fi in Zambia.
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>Sick of bein Sick
>Evan came home from work, almost a week ago, and said his back hurt, he had hurt it he thought ‘lifting lots of dirt’.
The next day he came home early with a really bad stomach ache, and his back hurt too. I told him I had hurt my back once and it made my stomach hurt too, so maybe that was it. I put him to bed with a heating pad. He slept most of the day. He got up about 6 not feeling well enough to eat. He started throwing up soon after. I was wrong this was something else.
The next day I felt a twinge in my back, that I thought might be that same muscle strain I had about a week before. Then I started getting that kind of woozy feeling you get when you drink too much coffee, and I hadn’t. Was I getting ‘it? My back proceeded to AAAAAACCCCCCHHHHEEEE more and more, and my stomach followed. I had ‘it’.
Evan seemed to be coming back from his misery, not throwing up any more, back aching but stomach not. So I thought ok, this will end quick, what ever it is. Then the stomach cramps started. I honestly think they were worse that labor, at least with labor they had a cycle and a time nothing was happening. These cramps defined gut wrenching. I had the TV on and in between times I could pass out and go into a writhing sleep and the times I was trying to MAKE it stop, I saw some parts of movies. One was of a Keifer Sutherland being buried alive, my first thought “I will take buried alive anyday over this crap!” Later Uma Thurman was buried alive. They both got out, my back still hurts.
Evan seemed to be better-ish by day 3 so I knew I too would be, I was by my day 3, but Evan went back to back pain and sick feeling, so then I did too.We have had moments we kind of crossed in being well together and then sick together. Spent most of Sunday laying in my bed together watching movies, with Brian and Ashton’s 2 chihuahuas and Liz the kitten too, that should be something for the memory bank.
This illness progression is now an issue I have, this virus or germbug, what ever it is and it’s agenda.
How the heck does this thing know where to go, and how to do it? I picture all these little germs, arriving at the body on this germ ship, they jump out and the head Germy starts shouting orders “Back pain for about 10 hours then stomach pain for approximately 5 hours then we will makes em hurl, after that we will back off and let them think we are gone, but actually we will rendezvous back in the back organ and continue our assault there.” They, the germs seem to have this little plan, this schedule, who the heck made it? Can these germs really think and logic out what they are going to do to us? They must be able too, we all know their plan; The 24 hour flu, the cold that last’s a week, the 3 day stomach bug.The fact that they have a plan and can follow through with it, actually makes them more efficient than I!
Day 5, still trying to outsmart something I can’t see.
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LOve Language
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I feel loved when…
The Five Love Languages
My Primary Love Language is Quality Time
My Detailed Results:
| Quality Time: | 11 |
| Acts of Service: | 7 |
| Words of Affirmation: | 6 |
| Physical Touch: | 4 |
| Receiving Gifts: | 2 |
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The Beat Goes on and on and on..
>So much can happen in a month!! I don’t even know if I can remember it all. I will try to recap.
We are loving the house!! Still working on it, bits and pieces still need to be done but it is fabulous.
Having Lee Meg and Tanah and Ty with us is even more fabulous. Tanah is so funny, busy, talkative– Much different than those boys I raised.
Having Tanah here has an added benefit too!
Cheyanne comes to visit, and even has spent the night a couple of nights!! NONNIE HEAVEN! Nonnie Paradise will be when the 3 girls are here, giggeling in bed, and Ty is sneaking around trying to find ways to scare them, and the Mom’s and Dad’s are not anywhere to be seen!!
Cheyanne comes to visit, and even has spent the night a couple of nights!! NONNIE HEAVEN! Nonnie Paradise will be when the 3 girls are here, giggeling in bed, and Ty is sneaking around trying to find ways to scare them, and the Mom’s and Dad’s are not anywhere to be seen!!We had our appreciation party for all of those that came and helped us build this house. So many came, again we felt so blessed to have friends like these that wanted to come and share with us! We can never do enough for them.
The Rock is on the house!! It took the guys about 1 week– It looks fabulous.
April disappeared in a afternoon thunderstorm
Bubba left us while rock guys here, and never returned.
Keith got a wild hair and spent some of his shop money on a couple of 4 wheelers
Also Papaw decided that the grandgirls could have kittens. Sti
pulation they live outside. (Kittens) We Got two, Chey named hers (black one) Sally. And Tan named her Tabby Ruby. A couple of days later we picked up the sib of the tabby and her name is Cutie– Right now the cage is the safest place for them. (Kittens)
pulation they live outside. (Kittens) We Got two, Chey named hers (black one) Sally. And Tan named her Tabby Ruby. A couple of days later we picked up the sib of the tabby and her name is Cutie– Right now the cage is the safest place for them. (Kittens)Our septic tank is having issues. We have an anarobic system and it hasn’t started sprinkling, so called the people, a few times, first they said not enough water going through– Then came out to look, we got a hole in one tank. So they are going to patch it, and hopefully get it replaced. Not the end of the world but a bit of peeyew.
Tomorrow we are celebrating the July Kids birthdays, before we go off to Uganda–
Got some cabinets built for one bath
Ordered some for another
Bought some flat screens
Still need to finish the bar
Went to Lubbock for a shopping day
Had a couple of Uganda meetings
Cried some for lost pets
Saw 2 rattle snakes while 4 wheeling
Found out my illness may be weird migraines being triggered by EVERYTHING.
Cleaned out 5th wheel– trying to sell it.
Saw more rain here than San Antonio did.
Been blessed beyond my imagination or deserving!!!
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Christmas 2008 A First
>It has been a few days– So much to do this time of year! Our Christmas was a completely new experience for us! A multitude of 1st.
1st Christmas to not have to put up a Christmas tree: One would not fit in our lovely abode. We thought of Christmas lights, but thoughts of Randy Quaid’s character in National Lampoons Christmas danced through my head.
1st Christmas in many many years to not spend it in Midland in my home. We have hosted Christmas for YEARS. Without a house it was impossible.
1st Christmas to spend in San Antonio.
1st Christmas no stockings were hung
1st Christmas to have 4 grandchildren-WOW. What joy!!
1st Christmas to have Christmas begin on the 23 and go through the 25– Two Christmas celebrations with the two families.
1st Christmas to not have a house
1st Christmas none of my children are ‘living’ in my home.
1st Christmas to not have parents. This was sobering. Last Christmas was the first without Dad alive, we had eased into his not being with us the year before, with him not being able to come to the house, and us visiting him at the nursing home. Last year doing for Mom and making sure she was taken care of for Christmas seemed help with the missing of Dad.
For the past few years I had been the ‘Santa’ for all of the gifts Mom and Dad had given to others, even the gifts they gave each other. Mom would call often with the question of if I had taken care of so and so and what they were giving to whom, wondering if there should be more etc. She would have me pick out my own, insist to see it, since she knew I would sometimes NOT do this, it seemed self indulgent to me. This year of course none ‘from’ Mom and Dad. I missed it, even if it was really ‘from’ me.
Mom had tried to ‘back out’ of last Christmas, which we spent at Brian and Ashtons for the main meal and present opening. I was insistent and did not let her give in to her maladies of the day, and I am so very thankful! Had that been the case I would not have the last picture of her with me. As small item, but with so very much meaning for me.
This bit of sadness did not ‘ruin’ my Christmas! Actually just the opposite, it made everything so much more precious. The time to share with the boys and their families, the grandkids, even the candlelight service, that Dad enjoyed so much in the past, was so very special. I have my memories of Christmas past, with my parents, my family as a child. I can remember the love and the joy we shared. I treasure that.
This year as I watched my own grown children with their families, their children, making traditions, in their own homes, telling their children of Christ’s birth, I felt pure joy. Joy of God’s plan to save us. Joy that His plan is so constant so precise.
I was born to a young woman with no way to care for me, I was born without parents, with no one who wanted to keep me to love. God had a plan. A perfect plan for me. God gave me parents, brothers, a family. God gave me a husband a companion. God gave me children, 3 sons. God gave me daughters when my 2 sons married. God gave me grandchildren.
The love continues.
He continues the love. 
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>More of my Wellness.
>Last posting of my illness, I was on the mend. The diagnosis a bit of a mix of things. That was on a Saturday, the following Monday was even more.
I woke up and readied for my shower and looked down at many many bruises and tiny red spots all over my body. Frustrated does not even describe what I felt.
I called the MD office, I could not do a walk in in the AM because they had a staff meeting, so come at 2pm and they would fit me in. They did, at 4:30- Dr. Sponsel was not pleased with what was happening, with my body. The possibilities ranged from virus infecting blood to leukemia and even possibly other cancerous things…. He ordered blood work and a full body scan, to have results before Thanksgiving.
Dr Sponsel is a Christian, who professes his faith with absolutely no qualms, very refreshing and mentoring to me. He said he knew we were to have faith in these matters, yet he also believed God wanted us to have comfort and peace, and that having answers to things would bring this, even if it was ‘bad news’.
Well some answers did come on Wednesday, before TG. I had no blood platelets and spleen enlarged (must go ‘with’ platelet issue because scan did not come in for another week)
AND I had MRV/Epstein Barr virus-Which is MONO, a herpes virus. The latter concerned me so much for the grandchildren, I had the nurse immediately call the MD back, before any more explanation of my diagnosis, so as to know if I had endangered them. The call back was relieving, the infection needs to be of the slobbery kiss transfer, or more (thus the ‘kissing disease’) And if they were going to get it they would have already had it from me AND I was no longer infectious. WHEW.
The next news was on my platelets, and bleeding from missing them. I was not to bump into things, brush my teeth too hard, nor play with the grandkids in a way that would result in bumbs or bruises, or I would start bleeding and they would take my spleen out. MMmh. “Could I fix this by drugs or eating broccoli or something ?”
“Nope.”
“Ok, how long do I walk around like a china doll?”
“At least 4 weeks, it takes platelets some time to replenish from nothingness, IF they do.”
“IF?”
Probably will, since probably removed by virus(and found later RX given also)but some do not replenish properly if caused by other things. You will need to come into office every week to get platelets counted to make sure they are going up, for a few weeks,starting Monday.”
So there I was, monophied, bruised, but NOT diabetic,nor leukemic. Blessed.
Monday, I went in to give blood. I commented that I assumed the body scan was ‘good’. They checked and found it had not come in at all as they had planned, so it had been overlooked. Whoops. They then seemed to be a bit concerned again, maybe for chicken counting before all eggs in. They were going to call as soon as records found and reported to MD. Tuesday, they called… MIRACLE to be documented. My platelets were completely normal, no issues at all, I would not need to come in again for any more rechecks. 4 weeks had turned to 4 days. The scan had also been found and studied, completely clear (except morning BM still present to photographed, but we all know that I am ‘FULL of IT).
Since this I have also found that my Mono,was a ‘relapse’, like all herpes virus can do. I had mono previously in life and the stress of all of the illness/dehydration and ? triggered it to raise it’s ugly head. Dr. Sponsel and we are not thinking Mono was the primary cause, he still thinks it was toxins in the body that sent me over the edge– The tannins and fermented of the Wurstfest, cement poisoning when cement ate through my skin and into blood stream, pituitary tumor messing with adrenals all the time, celiac(autoimmune disease) =dehydration and total body collapse– And God can heal anything anytime, even before we know what we need healing from..
I was very sick, I was very aware of this and so very distressed at the thought of not being around for my family, my grandchildren births, graduations, marriages. So aware of missing my blessings, should I be called home now. I was on my knees. I asked God for my healing and he gave it to me. No diagnosis needed, only my God’s healing hand.
It always takes something like this to bring things into a new,better light. To show what we take advantage of. The ‘things’ being our blessings. I am blessed, I am always blessed, and rarely do I actually look at and treasure up my blessings as I should. There are still many many things I wish I ‘do’. I know I should, because God has given me these things, yet I ‘do’ not enough with them.
*My Grandchildren– more time, more goings on, -go ahead and splurge..
*My Boys- more time, more ‘talks’, tell them more about me– who else will?
*My Talents- use them, try them, – failure is not using them
*My Family- God gave them all to me, bio and adopted and legal they are all ‘real’ to me and , I need to grasp those gifts.
SteveMikeLinda(s) YvonneAnneTeriJulieBeckyCheyanneTomTommyPaulWendiNealGingerDeanAshley
JoeyPattyFranMaryLeMonicaGeneJennyDianeCandiceJamieCodyNeal(s)TravisNathan
KarenTanahVioletGarySuzyFranBlaineJames(s)MaryLouAshtonBobbyColleen
JustinMegMelissa(s)JoeyDeuceM’lissaChrisTheresaLeeEvanTyBrianTrentDavidJoeEmory
RustyJuneChadErinChelseaZachGabDallas(s)AndrewLeslieKennethBryanDanielRachelEJ RebeccaJeffScottStephanieBrittanyMaryChristineKatyMKenzie
*My Husband- a perfect fit, my protector and friend. I need to know that and rejoice.
*My Friends- more than I know,more than I deserve.
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