Saturday, September 23, 2006

A DAY AT RACCOON STATE PARK

After 2 hours of travel and kids asking "are we there yet?" "are we getting closer?"....... we finally arrived where Wendell works every day.. Raccoon Creek State Park. It's a beautiful place covering 7500+ acres of woodland, streams, lake and beach. Lots of campsites and cabins, and plenty of wildlife.
Wendell was anxious to show us all a beaver dam close up.. no beavers, just their handiwork.
This is the supposed 'home' of the beavers.. inside this old sycamore tree.

Look at how perfectly straight that dam is. This is on Traverse Creek inside the park.
Paul said he saw birdhouses high in the trees. It turned out he was looking at bat boxes. They use these to encourage the bats to move into rather than the cabins.

LUNCH AT THE REC HALL

Today was the Volunteer Award Banquet at the park. Wendell was told to invite his family if he desired, and he did. We took Paul, Amy and the kids. This was their first visit to Raccoon Creek State Park.
The food was more than fabulous.. just excellent in every way.




Finally some time for the kids to play on some slides and swings ..That's David heading up the slide steps with Joyce behind him.
And Daniel in the red sweats

TURTLE EGGS

We decided to take a look at where the snapping turtles had laid eggs and hatched them. On the way, there were huge mountains all along the road. These are ant hills.

The kids found the turtle nests. Actually they aren't nests at all, but just holes in the ground where the Mama turtle deposits a ton of eggs. The shells are all that remain. Joyce is holding one.. the eggs look a lot like ping pong balls, but have more of a leathery feel.. soft.
The boys are looking at these 'nests'.. just depressions in the earth.

ON TO THE BEACH

This is the spot where Wendell put the big lawn tractor into the lake this past week. You cannot appreciate the steepness of this bank. It is nearly straight down. Quite a drop-off.

Here's Raccoon Wendell on the beach today relaxing.. no mowing.
He was watching David in the swing. David seemed to really love the swings here at the park.

The swimming area from a distance

FROWNIE MASKS

A fine ending to a fine day.... we stopped on the way home at Kings Restaurant for supper. Our waitress gave the kids Frownie masks.. they loved them!


Some adults just never grow up..

Friday, September 22, 2006

PRAYER

"I prayed to the Lord, and he answered me, freeing me from all my fears. Those who look to him for help will be radiant with joy; no shadow of shame will darken their faces. I cried out to the Lord in my suffering, and he heard me. He set me free from all my fears. For the angel of the Lord guards all who fear him, and he rescues them. "
Psalm 34:4-7 NLT

MUST BE A GOOD DAY

It must be a good day.. things are looking up here. I got on the scales today and have lost 5 more pounds of fluid. I knew there was a loss~ my feet are looking more like MY feet.. I have very small ankles for my size, and though I can't see them yet, they are definitely moving in that direction. I think about how much 5# is..... a sack of sugar/flour.. balance one on your legs..makes you tired pretty quick, eh? Now imagine 2 of them.. 5# on each leg and hold them there... no wonder my back ached and my legs too. And there is still swelling- more to lose yet.

If I'm not too badly mistaken, today is the autumn equinox~ fall is officially here. Yesterday I had to go shopping and as I drove down the road, I saw signs for local apples for sale. Sure sign of fall...... not to mention the reddish color to many of the trees. In another week or two, they will all be beautiful colors of autumn. God provides all the seasons each with a glorious beauty of their own.
It's 48 degrees this morning with a promised high of 68. Yep, fall is here. Typical weather. I'll be getting the little heater out soon to take the chill off the bedroom in the morning. We've already been doing that in the bathroom in the morning.

Today I am gainfully employed. It's Friday, and that means the hospital will discharge half of the patients the first 4 hours of my shift, and then start admitting the second 4 hours. It happens weekly..like clockwork.

Saturday Wendell is excited about taking us to the park for a picnic. I'm looking forward to it also. He came home yesterday with the report that he'd put the big lawn tractor in the lake. Well, not as bad as it sounds.. just the back wheels. Something to do with a drive shaft that was supposed to be repaired but wasn't. They may have him wear a life jacket to mow grass in the future. Hehehehe..

Time to get moving here. Remember prayer for us and for our family, Nicki, and Uncle Bob, and Janet too. We all appreciate your love and care for us. And don't forget our world leaders including our President and Congress.
Have a super duper day! It's gonna be a good one ~!

WELCOME HOME


Nicki came home from the hospital yesterday.. Happy, Happy Day !!!

Thursday, September 21, 2006

BRRRRR.. CHILLY !

No, we didn't have frost, but it's not too far into our future. The radio says it was 44 degrees this morning.. and won't get to much more than 64 today...Brrrrrrrrr !!!! Chilly!!!

Again I have much to accomplish for the day. My relief nurse is working today and I'll work for her in the office next Thursday. I'm enjoying the day off.

I get more and more curious as the radio commentaries cover the news of our President being degraded at the UN. The coverage is so anti-American.. as if the world were laughing at him.
What makes me curious are the members of Congress- the deafening silence from all of them in coming to his defense. Does that bother anyone else?
And then the reports of a large Anti-Iranian near riot outside the UN that wasn't even covered by our press corp?? Does THAT bother anyone?
Well, how about the threats to our nation?? to destroy us. These people are open and evil.
They say they have the nuclear weapons inside the US already and are just waiting for the word to detonate...... the Pakistani reporter that wrote in his media to all Muslims in America to get out now.. especially New York and Washington DC. Our country seems to be sitting back in apathy. Does this bother you? It bothers me. I keep wondering what God has planned for us. I pray He keeps us in safety.
Above all, remember that though men may threaten and make frightening statements, Our God is still the One in control of this world. That should comfort our hearts , but cause fear and dread in the unbeliever.

Okay... off my soapbox and on with the day.

Pray for peace in our land and in the world. Pray for our leaders and all world leaders- that their hearts would turn to Christ.
Pray for us- we have many health issues .. and remember Janet who faces more surgery, and Nicki and Bob who are struggling with illness also.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BUDDY



Wednesday, September 20, 2006

DREARY DAY?

Brrrrrrrrrr..!! It's 51 degrees this morning.. and it's been raining.. Lake Blair is back , but if the rain stops, it will soon be gone also. We are thankful for the good drainage of our driveway area..Flooding here has never been a real problem.
The weather prognosticator says the temperature today won't get much above what it is at the moment. In a few short weeks, our trees will resemble the picture here.. for now, they are in transition~ not yet colored , but you can see the sort of yellowy change to them anyway.. The maples show it the most, I think.

Yesterday, despite all my longing to not have to be the 'extra' secretary, I worked the full 8 hours. My first 4 hours I spent on Psych. It's a locked unit, and that makes me a bit nervous. I really like the staff there. They always make me feel as close to 'home' as possible. But the paperwork is confusing to me, and there is a lot of it. I don't get sent there too often, so I have to learn all the names of the staff over again. There are a few I know but they change a lot.
At 3pm, I called the nursing office to see if I was going home or what? No, back to my home unit.. So, when I arrived there, I was given the option of staying and taking an assignment for 4 hours while the 3-11 person got pulled to the transitional care unit. I opted for my own unit...... for about 5 minutes when I realized that the person coming in had to work 8 hours, and to upset her applecart by making her go somewhere else for the first 4 just didn't seem right. So I told her that I would be the one who would go. Funny how everyone thought that was just plain wonderful that I'd volunteer to be pulled in another person's place. I don't see it that way at all. I would expect that if I were in the other secretary's place, that someone would do that on my behalf also. It's just common courtesy. So off I went. I left the department totally at suppertime. I went out to my car with my banana and some tuna.. and sat down for a breather. I was having a decent evening. Yes, there were admissions, but I was getting better at their paperwork~ the specialty units all have their own ways of doing things.. Med-Surg has another way.. The TCU has an initial 12 pages of orders to be transcribed on the patient's admission. It sounds like a nightmare, but it's really quite simple. The first one I did a month or so ago, took me over an hour.. the 2nd one more like 40 minutes, and the following one about 30 minutes. That's where I was when I started yesterday.. Everything is preprinted, so you don't have to struggle to read doctor's scrawling. The nurses take the chart orders and check off 'yes' or 'no' to the various orders..Most were 'no' last evening, making my task simple.
On my way back from my supper break I ran into one of the secretaries from my home unit.. they were being totally slammed.. it was stressful for them. This secretary said that just as she was leaving for supper, the charge person gave her the names of 4 admissions that were coming.. and this was the slower side of the unit! I guess I made the right choice when I chose to be pulled.

So I'm off today and tomorrow as far as gainful employment goes. I have much yet to do here. It seems never-ending.
It's not yet 8am, but I need to get started on my day.

Keep us in mind today.. pray for us when you do.. how we appreciate that kindness. I didn't get to talk to Nicolle last evening, but assume she has gone home from the hospital. She is on my mind so often, I think of the verse that tells us to pray without ceasing.. each time her name comes to mind, I do just that~pray.
Uncle Bob is having a bad time with his legs.. we need to be praying for him too- if you haven't added him yet to your prayer list..
I thank the Lord for the goodly amount of health and strength He gives me each day.

Tuesday, September 19, 2006

RISE AND SHINE

Good morning all.. it's time to rise and shine.. It's 6:30am. UGH! We've had some rain overnight, and the temperature is to only get to 68 today.. quite a difference from the 80s of yesterday.
This is my 'off shift' day at the hospital. I don't care for this shift, as even if they give me the day off, they have me 'on call' for 4 hours at a time, so I really can't accomplish much. It starts at 11am, so the day is shot by 7:30 in the evening.

It appears that my body has shed another pound of fluid. That's 6# so far. My legs remain swollen for the most part. I have small ankles despite my large size but I haven't seen them in a few weeks. The left foot/leg is swollen from my toes to my knee, while the right foot looks more normal, but swollen from the ankle up, though not as bad as the other. The good thing is that I can get my shoes on without difficulty on both feet now.

Wendell came home from the park yesterday and said his knees weren't hurting as bad as before. We figure the weather has much to do with the pain~ as well as the bone to bone problem. It was a simply gorgeous day yesterday, and then, he'd had the right knee injected with cortisone last week. So together, the pain was reduced. Not gone, but less.
Today I'll try to get the appointment with the orthopedic surgeon to discuss knee replacement. JJ has already spoken with him about her dad, and the surgeon says Wendell needs at least 6 months after his cardiac surgery before they will do another elective surgery such as he is contemplating. And.. the longer the better. He's already got 6 months since the surgery in March this year. The surgeon also said it would be a while till he could see him~ when you're good, it's worth the wait. Another 6 weeks perhaps before seeing the surgeon, and then a few weeks more getting on the OR schedule.. and getting all the doctors to clear him for surgery. Perhaps closer to Thanksgiving..

It's nearly 7am now. Gotta get on the move.. Things to do, people to see, and places to go..
Pray for us. We are in need of prayer every day. How thankful we are to have praying friends and family.

Nicki is to be discharged today from the hospital. Remember her also if you would. Pray for her healing and that these present events won't be a severe setback. Pray for Bob too, as he assists her at home.

Monday, September 18, 2006

CONSERVATIVE TRUTH,Sept 18,2006

CONSERVATIVE TRUTH
09/18/06
More Muslim Violence in Response to Pope's Remarks
By Tom Barrett
Publisher@ConservativeTruth.org

If Muslims want to prove that their religion is a "religion of peace," they're certainly going about it the wrong way. In response to one line in a 3700 word academic speech on reason and faith by Pope Benedict, Muslims have attacked seven churches with firebombs and guns, and murdered a nun.
This violence has taken place in just three days. All indications are that much more violence against Catholics and churches is on the way, and that the Pope's life is in grave danger.
In fact, one Muslim cleric has issued an order to Muslims to kill the pope.
If there is anything that Muslims hate, it is freedom. They consider freedom to be extremely dangerous. Just look at the ferocity with which Muslims (many imported from other Islamic nations) are fighting freedom in Iraq. The idea of a free democracy in the Middle East is repugnant to them.
As one of my readers commented recently, Islam IS a religion of peace. They will allow you to be in peace as long as you obey their ridiculous, antiquated laws.
If not, you can have the sword.
To all the naïve Americans who continue to chant the mantra that Islam is a great, peaceful religion, I suggest a trip to any nation controlled by an Islamic government. You will find that there is no freedom to be found. You cannot say, read, eat or wear what you wish. Any violations result in swift violence or death, often without benefit of any legal process.
The idea of freedom of speech is particularly frightening to Muslims. If people can disagree with the Muslim clerics, if they are allowed to expose the lies and hypocrisy with which they control their people, the power of the clerics will quickly dissolve. And they couldn't handle that.
So women have been beaten because they showed their faces. Men have been beheaded for opposing Islamic preachers.
Ayatollah Khomeni issued a religious decree that a book was blasphemous and that the author, Salman Rushti, must be killed for writing it.
A Dane drew a cartoon about Mohammed, and deadly riots and Embassy burnings by Muslims were the result.
Now, because the Pope quoted a 14th Century emperor in a lecture to college students in Germany, his life and the lives of millions of Catholics are in danger.
One vacuous talking head on a network newscast posed the question, "Did the Pope's remarks cause the violence against the nun and the churches."
I wanted to shout at her, "No, you idiot! Words don't kill people. Fanatics kill people."
In his recent speech, Benedict quoted from a book recounting a conversation between 14th century Byzantine Christian Emperor Manuel Paleologos II and an educated Persian on the truths of Christianity and Islam. "The emperor comes to speak about the issue of jihad, holy war," the pope said.
"He said, I quote, 'Show me just what Muhammad brought that was new, and there you will find things only evil and inhuman, such as his command to spread by the sword the faith he preached.'"
This was one small part of a lecture in which he discussed the need to keep violence out of religion, and mentioned several religions. But apparently Islam is the only religion which has a right to not be offended. And no other religion has the right to even discuss, much less criticize Muslims or Mohammed. And so there has been an outpouring of hate and violence all over the world that has included (in addition to the murder and the church bombings mentioned earlier) violent demonstrations against the pope in numerous Muslim nations.
Turkey is a mostly Muslim nation with a supposedly secular government.
Turkey's Prime Minister, Recep Tayyip Erdogan, almost immediately cast doubt on whether the pope's scheduled November trip to Turkey would be cancelled due to angry reactions to the pope's remarks from many leaders in the government. Turkish State Minister Mehmet Aydin rejected the pope's explanation on Sunday, stating, "He seemed to be saying he was sorry for the outrage but not the remarks themselves."
And in fact that was the case. The pope said that he was "deeply sorry" for the reaction to his remarks, but he did not say that they were not true. How could he? Everyone except the Muslims themselves can see that much of what Mohammed taught was "evil and inhuman." Mohammed personally smashed the heads of infants against stone walls when their parents refused to convert to his bloody religion.
How could that be described as anything but "evil and inhuman"?
Here is the pope's explanation: "At this time I wish also to add that I am deeply sorry for the reactions in some countries to a few passages of my address at the University of Regensburg, which were considered offensive to the sensibility of Muslims." He said that the condemnation of Mohammed's teachings "were in fact a quotation from a medieval text which do not in any way express my personal thought."
I confess that I was disappointed when the pope attempted to distance himself from his own remarks by stating that he was reading the words of the emperor, and that they did not reflect his personal feelings. If he didn't believe the statement to be true, why did he read it to the college students in the first place? Perhaps he was just trying to defuse the violent reactions of the peaceful Muslims in order to stop more murders of Catholics. But he should know that when you attempt to appease terrorists, you only embolden them.
Vatican spokesmen have said that the pope was only trying to provoke "dialogue" with Muslim leaders. They say that he was trying to get Islamic clerics to publicly state that violence was not a part of their religion. Well, it's impossible to have a "dialogue" with someone who has a gun at your head, and who believes it is his religious duty to kill you.
As to getting Muslim clerics to disavow violence, listen to what one Imam said to his followers: "Any good Muslim should take the opportunity to kill the dog from Rome if he gets the opportunity."
Muslim rhetoric has been violent as well. The leader of the Islamic political party in Turkey compared the pope to Hitler. A spokesman for the Muslim brotherhood said that the pope and President Bush are trying to bring back the Crusades.
Let's talk about the Crusades for a moment. Muslims often use the Crusades as an excuse for their violence today. And the liberal press and our public schools seem to be in league with them, parroting their rhetoric about the Crusades, but never mentioning the Muslim Crusades.
"What Muslim Crusades? I never heard of them." And you never will if your only source of information is the public school curriculum and our very liberal mainstream media. The facts are that the Crusades were in response to the murder of hundreds of thousands of Christians by Muslims intent on converting the world to Islam.
We'll go into this in much greater detail in future articles, but you should know that Constantinople (now called Istanbul, Turkey) was once the Capital City of The Eastern Christian Church. It was attacked and its inhabitants viciously slaughtered by followers of Mohammed because they refused to convert to Islam. During the Muslim Crusades Jerusalem was captured, and both Jews and Christians were killed or enslaved.
Most of the Middle East at that time was populated by Christians. But they were overrun by hordes of murderous Muslims. Many of the Christians fled; the rest were tortured. If they refused to convert, they were murdered. It was only after this violent purge of Christians in the Middle East that European kings finally sent soldiers to stop the violence and to free Jerusalem.
We will never solve the problem of worldwide Muslim terrorism until we understand the enemy. We have to stop thinking of them as reasonable people who can be reasoned with. You cannot reason with a man who is willing to strap bombs to his own body in order to kill innocent women and children.
We have to stop thinking referring to Islam as "a great religion." Just because something is big does not make it great. The only reason Islam is big is that they have used force to convert entire nations. (And since many - if not most - of these conversions are forced, can the converts truly be counted as Muslims?)
And we have to understand that there is only one way to stop this spreading evil.
Only when the hearts and minds of Muslims are changed will the violence end.
Missionaries from the truly peaceful religion, Christians who will spread the teachings of the Prince of Peace, must be sent to Muslim nations and protected from violence while they teach. The Madrassahs, Islam's schools of terrorism where young children are taught to hate, must be closed down.
It might seem hopeless, but don't despair.
I cheated.
I read the end of the Book.
God wins.

IT'S MONDAY

It's Monday. I'm sort of glad the weekend is over and I can get some badly needed cleanup done here.
The weekend wasn't too bad at work.. but I am still dreaming of being able to retire one day in the near future. God will provide the time when He so chooses. Till then, I'm plugging away at gainful employment.

One of my internet buddies has sparked an interest this weekend in 'end time events'.. so with my curiosity whet, I dug in and started reading a bit more.. I chose Charles Spurgeon as my commentator..he was an ardent evangelical- 19th century. He seems to have so many easy to read essays on about anything you'd want to know about anything Biblical. I'm still reading..



In the mean time, I've been talking to my cousin Nicki too... she is still in the hospital and hopes to be discharged by Tuesday.. she feels the same way about hospitals that I do......nice place to work or visit, but don't like being a patient..don't like needles, prodding , poking or testing..... we agreed that all doctors should have to experience every test they order for their patients. I'm certain there would be far less of the horror tests at that point.
My 'horror test' I've had to endure twice is the TEE- trans esophageal echocardiogram. Though it is so much better than trans-thoracic, it's a nightmare for me- I detest having a wire passed down my gullet. They do anesthetize the throat for this.. but it tastes like kerosene and burns so badly before it takes effect... and then they give you the conscious sedation so you don't remember the rest.. Ack!! In the midst of the first one I had.. I woke up and struggled for breath..not a nice picture..and not a bit pleasant. Oh, well, thank the Lord there are such definitive tests and the results are so much better than the TTE. (but I still pray I won't have to endure another any time soon)

Today is Monday... it's to be a simply beautiful day and I'm going outside to enjoy the weather before it all goes away. Have you noticed the leaves are turning reddish? Sure sign fall is here and winter can't be far behind...
I think winter is beautiful from inside my warm home..... but when I have to drive on the icy roads, it becomes my least favorite season of all..

It's Monday..... I'm off this coming weekend..HOORAY!!! and Wendell and I are planning to go to the annual Park Picnic for families of the employees... it's a catered event.... and sure to be a great day. Paul, Amy , and the grandkids will be sharing that day with us too if we can get them all there. It'll take some planning. They had a collision with a deer about a week ago and their van will be in the repair shop over the weekend.

It's Monday...and exactly 14 Mondays till Christmas..... kind of depressing, eh? Where has 2006 gone? It seems like it just got started and I was just saying how I loved spring so much...and so much has happened this year....
and now the leaves are turning and falling to the ground.. Pretty soon there will be snowflakes in the air..
and then a new year beginning again. In March, Wendell had open heart surgery..he's still recuperating from that... and last December I had a 2nd stroke.... it's slower recuperation this time for me.. but we are healing- one day at a time.
It seems like only last week Wendy said "school is out !!" and they started their vacation..

Today is Monday and I'm not gainfully employed, but I'll be working here.. but it'll be a pleasure to do so. I'm a bit slower in this the autumn of my life, but I am functional and can still do a lot of the things I did years ago.. it just takes me a bit longer. *smile*

It is Monday... this is the day the Lord has made.. let us rejoice and be glad in it !!!
Pray for us if you would... and remember Nicki too.. she covets your prayers also.

BIRTHDAY & ANNIVERSARY

If my grandmother, Aida Imm, were still alive, she'd be 120 years old today.. that's a lot of years. I wish I could wish her a great day..
She and her husband Edwin were married on this day also.. 100 years ago today..
Just a little trivia.

Sunday, September 17, 2006

CONSTITUTION DAY

CONSTITUTION DAY 2006

"We the People of the United States, in Order to form a more perfect Union, establish Justice, insure domestic Tranquility,provide for the common defence, promote the general Welfare, and secure the Blessings of Liberty to ourselves and our Posterity,do ordain and establish this Constitution for the United States ofAmerica... Done... the seventeenth day of September, in the year of our LORD one thousand seven hundred and eighty seven." ---George Washington and the delegates

No matter how much we argue about the details of its meaning today, in the opinion of many, the Constitution signed in Philadelphia on September 17, 1787 represents the greatest expression of statesmanship and compromise ever written. In just four hand-written pages, the Constitution gives us no less than the owners' manual to the greatest form of government the world has ever known.

Saturday, September 16, 2006

ON THE MEND

I got to talk to Nicki last night when I came home from work. She seems to be in good spirits despite her dilemma with blood clots at the port and PICC sites. In another month she says they will check to see if a new port can be inserted for her treatments.
It's so important to remember to pray.. Keep her high on your list. And pray for the medical team who does her care and planning.
This morning when I got up, I noticed much less edema in my feet and legs.. that is not to say it's gone, just that it's less. The scales reflect a total loss of 5#..... 2# more than yesterday. I think the Lasix is finally kicking in.
How wonderful it is to live in an age where these more or less life threatening things can be handled so swiftly and easily. Thank the Lord for medical advances and for medications that reverse dire illnesses, and praise the Great Physician for his healing hands on us.

PRAYER,PETITION,THANKSGIVING

"Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus. "
Philippians 4: 6-7

Friday, September 15, 2006

THE PATRIOT Sept 15, 2006

IT DEPENDS ON WHAT THE MEANING OF THE WORD "PATH" IS
Let us revisit, for a moment, Bill Clinton's contortive definitionof the word "is."
This, of course, was the tiny two-letter term he wrestled with during his grand jury testimony in 1998---a testimony during which he lied about his sexual relationship with a young intern named Monica Lewinsky.
Yet even as the forensic evidence made his sworn statements untenable, Clinton refused to 'fess upto what had long since become fodder for Leno and Letterman. And now he's at it again.
This week, those legacy-starved Clintonistas, reacting to an ABC docudrama called "The Path to 9/11," demonstrated that they've not changed a bit since 1998. The five-hour, two-part television series was a calumny, they cried, since it depicted eight years of Clintonian negligence and malfeasance.
This time, we suppose,it depends on what the meaning of the word "path" is...
In a fiery public letter to ABC that none-too-subtly threatened to pull the network's broadcast license, a handful of Democrat senators charged that "presenting such deeply flawed and factually inaccurate misinformation to the American public and to children would be a gross miscarriage of your corporate and civic responsibility to the law."

We have to ask, does "inaccurate misinformation" mean it's true, or what?

The Democratic National Committee warned the Demo faithful that "'The Path to 9/11' is actually a bald-faced attempt to slander Democrats and revise history right before Americans vote in a major election...
The mini-series, which was put together by right-wing conservative writers, relies on the old GOP playbook of using terrorism to scare Americans. [It] mocks the truth and dishonors the memory of 9/11 victims to serve a cheap, callous political agenda. It irresponsibly misrepresents the facts and completely distorts the truth."
Having gotten the memo, the New York Times editorial board was just as quick out the gate, writing, "When attempting to recreate real events on screen, you do not show real people doing things theynever did."
If only such muscular statements were to guide the news content of the Gray Lady---Jayson Blair, call your office.
Theuber-Leftist Nation magazine, ever-present to protect us from ourselves, warned readers that David Cunningham, director of"The Path to 9/11," may be a part of that great conspiracy that threatens us all---evangelical Christianity. "
Cunningham is no ordinary Hollywood journeyman," says The Nation.
"He is in fact the son of Loren Cunningham, founder of the right-wing evangelical group Youth With a Mission..."
"The Path to 9/11" was so offensive, in fact, that Team Clinton wasn't content to let their attack dogs do the dirty work for them.
Referring to a scene in which she alerts the Pakistanis to an upcoming U.S. strike on Osama bin Laden, Clinton Secretary of State Madeleine Albright called her portrayal "false and defamatory."
Clinton White House aide Bruce Lindsey, currently at the helm of the William J. Clinton Foundation, also scolded ABC: "It is unconscionable to mislead the American public about oneof the most horrendous tragedies our country has ever known."
Disgraced former National Security Advisor Sandy "Socks" Berger complained that the film "flagrantly misrepresents my personal actions."
Unfortunately, we'll never know exactly what Berger's "personal actions" were, since his last official act before the 9/11 Commission was to admit to removing classified documents and handwritten notes from the National Archives on two occasions in2003.
Berger destroyed these vital documents, which pertained tothe Clinton administration's record on terrorism. He then pleaded guilty to a misdemeanor for his actions and was stripped of his security clearances.
In a letter speaking for Clinton, Lindsey and Clintonista lawyers demanded the network "pull the drama." "The content of this drama,"the claimed, "is factually and incontrovertibly inaccurate and ABC has the duty to fully correct all errors or pull the drama entirely."
ABC responded by announcing a disclaimer that would call the mini-series a "dramatization" containing "fictionalized scenes."
Finally, even Bill Clinton himself came out swinging, but like his impeachment testimony eight years ago, his self-defense quickly turned to self-parody.
"I just want people to tell the truth,you know, and not pretend it's something it's not."
Truth, as we know, is not exactly the lingua franca of the Clintoncrowd. So, assuming that we know what the meaning of "is" is,what is the truth?
For starters, eight long years passed between the first World Trade Center attack in 1993---one month into Bill Clinton's first term in office---and the devastating attacks of September 11,2001, eight months after the end of the Clinton presidency. But while some blame for failing to prevent the attacks must be assumed by the Bush administration, we must also remember that,as journalist and intelligence expert Ronald Kessler concluded,it was not a matter of connecting the dots.
"The truth was that there were no dots to connect."
The reason for this inability to connect the dots---that is, the absence of actionable intelligence against Osama bin Laden and al-Qa'ida---lies squarely at the feet of the Clinton administration.
Bill Clinton has admitted as much. Speaking to the Long IslandAssociation in 2002, he confessed to turning down an opportunity to take custody of bin Laden:
"He was expelled from Saudi Arabia in 1991, then he went to Sudan, and we'd been hearing that the Sudanese wanted America to start dealing with them again. Theyreleased him.
At the time, 1996, he had committed no crime against America, so I did not bring him here because we had no basis on which to hold him, though we knew he wanted to commit crimes against America."
Perhaps Mr. Clinton forgot that bin Laden had in 1995 been named a conspirator in the first WTC attack.
Later, in his testimony before the 9/11 Commission, Clinton dismissed his own statement as "inappropriate" which is to say, "truthful."
The 9/11 Commission's own conclusions on the Clinton administration's accountability are equally telling.
In 1998, the year that al-Qa'ida bombed our embassies in Kenya and Tanzania,U.S. assets had the opportunity to capture bin Laden at his Tarnak Farms compound in Afghanistan. According to the Commission's report,
"Before it was canceled, [senior CIA operations officer in Afghanistan, Gary] Schroen described it as the 'best plan we are going to come up with to capture [bin Laden] while he is in Afghanistan and bring him to justice.' No capture plan before9/11 ever again attained the same level of detail and preparation."
The Commission Report also asserts that Clinton "effectively relied on the CIA" for counter-terrorism planning, even though Clinton stopped receiving the CIA's Presidential Daily Brief and rarely, if ever, communicated with Director GeorgeTenet (http://PatriotPost.US/news/tenet0404.asp).
Further,while the Clinton administration continued to treat terrorism at home as merely a matter of law enforcement,"the relationship between the [FBI Director [Robert Mueller]http://PatriotPost.US/news/mueller.asp] and the President was nearly nonexistent.
"Retired Air Force Lt. Col. Robert "Buzz" Patterson, who carried the"nuclear football" during the Clinton years, says Clinton missed not one but several opportunities to capture or kill Osama binLaden.
According to Patterson, who consulted on "The Path to 9/11, "Clinton's failures to act against bin Laden directly facilitated a decade of terrorist attacks against the U.S. leading up to9/11. "[W]e could have prevented the bombing of the U.S.S. Cole,we could have prevented 9/11 and we could have prevented the bombings of the embassies in Africa if President Clinton had taken one of these opportunities."
Patterson continued, "We had eight chances at least to either nab bin Laden or to kill him."
Bill Clinton's cowardice all along the path to 9/11 is clearly a disgrace---perhaps even a criminal dereliction.
Let's just pray that the events of September 11,2001 (http://PatriotPost.US/September11/), mark the end of the"Clinton legacy" on terrorism.

FRIDAY POST-September 15

It's morning.. not sure it's a good morning yet or not. I suppose I could say it is because I did wake up, but then , that seems to be where my problems began today too.
No matter how I plan to have a good day, I can usually get a good idea by the amount of pain/or discomfort I have when I put my feet on the floor. Using this as my guideline, I'm not going to have much of a good day today. I'm bearly able to walk or move. When I have these days I become the proverbial 'bull in a china shop'.. and everything within 3 feet of me is in danger of falling. Today is one of those days. No, my coffee is still in the cup where I put it minutes ago, but my medications that I carefully placed in a med cup went over a moment ago, and I have lost one critical one totally. It wouldn't be so bad if I could just bend over and pick them up.... but it's a painful chore..
I take too many meds now.. I never dreamed I'd need all those little pills to keep me healthy.
Mentanx is a B vitamin critical to me to prevent further strokes.. as is Aspirin and Plavix - more or less blood thinners. The Plavix prevents platelets from clumping. Then the 2 Arthritis Strength Tylenols at least once a day, and lately 3X a day.. for the pain. I take Prilosec to prevent gastric upset from all the medications.. And the newest one, Lasix for the swelling in my legs and feet.. the dosage started last Wednesday at 10mg, but has gone to 30mg. It was the half tab of Lasix that I've lost this morning. Of course, when one takes Lasix, one also has to keep the potassium up in the body as Lasix tends to deplete it fast. So, 2 huge Potassium tabs are also ingested every day. And don't forget the Multivitamin and the huge Fish Oil capsule full of antioxidents! By the time I get these all in me, there is no room for breakfast.
I have to weigh myself daily to check the progress of the fluid retention, but just looking at my feet today tells me I haven't lost enough yet. When I saw the doctor last Wednesday I showed him my swollen legs and feet and that's when he changed the treatment to Lasix. It got a lot worse before starting to recede. At one point, I couldn't get any shoes on for some time.. and the extra 10# of fluid weight didn't help. Well, I'm down 3# yesterday.. no change today.
At least I didn't gain it back..
WHINE WHINE WHINE WHINE...... I'll have a little cheese, please?

The nice part about having my own blog is that I can whine all I want, and if you don't want to read it, you just skip over it to something more pleasant..... *smile*

Wendell went back to work yesterday and when he got home he looked like someone had beaten him with a club. He is bearly walking.. the Synvisc is ordered. He's going to have both knees worked on.... it'll take a total of 6 weeks. Hopefully, he'll be able to get clearance for surgery at that point, and get a new knee. JJ and I are already working on getting the OR team that we want. It takes a while when you are going for an elective surgery than having something done on an emergency basis.

We covet your prayers today. Please remember both of us.
Growing older is not something we are doing well. But it does make us very aware of the brittle thread of life God has given each of us. It makes us rely on Him so much more.

Yesterday's rain gave new meaning to 'when it rains, it pours'..... UGH. I went to work in a downpour. Soaked to the gills! Roads were flooded everywhere.. and in places that have not flooded before. I sat in my car at 8am waiting for a reprieve, but it seems none was given, so I got out and walked to the office in a pouring rain. I don't move fast. I was drenched again and feeling chilled from it all. My first patient wasn't due till 9:30 thankfully, and by that time I was dried out pretty much. Cheerfully the first patients came in and said to me "What a fabulous day! No rain, sun shining , and the temperature is perfect!" I thought they'd been out in the rain so much their brains were soggy. I had to look for myself. Would you believe there was no rain, streets were dry, and the sun was shining? Beautiful day! It wouldn't be a total loss after all. I was beginning to think I'd dreamed all that water everywhere. BUT......
when I was done for the day and was walking to my car, the first drops hit me...... and by the time I pulled out of the parking lot, we were in the midst of yet another deluge!!
I am thankful that God knows exactly how much rain to put on this earth and where, and when.
If I had that control, I'd probably make it rain late at night only. But as I think about it, we'd miss the blessing of the rainbow- the sign of God's promise to never destroy the world with water again.
I think I was just so tired from trying to sleep the night before when the power went out for several hours... I'd awakened gasping for breath.. of course , the CPAP doesn't work during power outages. I'd only had a couple hours sleep.

Enough for now.. I'd apologize for the 'unloading' but then, you can just read past this post if you so desire. But I hope you read the part where I ask you to pray... it's really very important.
I see the sun is shining.. and the Tylenols seem to have kicked in.. hmmmmm maybe the day won't be as bad as I thought...

NICOLLE ON THE MEND

Nicki is having her share of problems of late. Her port is out and her temporary PICC-line is causing her problems too. She's in the hospital. Please remember her with prayer daily. The port is not to be replaced for several months, and her treatments may be delayed by this.

CHICKEN LOVERS DAY..BUK BUK

At our house, chicken is frequent .. for dinner... but at Charlie's place, they are lovingly referred to as "the girls".. It's CHICKEN LOVERS DAY today.. Charlie's girls supply us with tons of eggs almost all year round. They get slower in the fall, but some summer days the production goes to 2 dozen/day.

Thursday, September 14, 2006

SIBS

Wendell and I were honored to have our family here yesterday evening.. for dinner and some good chat. We haven't seen Bill and Carol for....well.... at least a year. They live in Michigan. So Mandy took this picture of all of us together..
Charlie, Jane, Bill, Carol, Me, and Wendell..

Tuesday, September 12, 2006

SEPTEMBER 13~HAPPY BIRTHDAY RICK


Rick and I have been friends for years. He was my first PT many years ago when he lived in this area. He is now Dr. Rick and is still the greatest PT I know of and a wonderful friend.

Happy Birthday Rick !!

WENDELL'S KNEES


When it rains, it pours.. or so it seems. Today Wendell came to the office for another appointment with the rheumatologist. His Xrays showed some startling things.. like bone on bone in his left knee.. the doctor says he needs a knee replacement and the sooner the better.
The right one actually gives him more pain, and no wonder.. he has some spurs that look like stalagmites you might see in a cavern. They have sharp points on them that are digging into the femur. OUCH! This is the knee he had injected with Cortisone to reduce the inflammation and swelling. So far, ice has not helped either. He has a slip to see a Physical Therapist for an evaluation. (Rick, you live too far away.)
As bad as the Xrays look, I'm amazed that he's been ambulatory at all. Poor guy feels like he's falling apart piece by piece.

OH, MY ACHING BACK

WHINE WHINE WHINE......
I had an MRI of the lower back done on Saturday. My back has been aching and hips freezing up when I try to walk distances. MRIs aren't much fun.. Not invasive, but laying on a hard slab while listening to a jackhammer in your ears makes it a little miserable. I'm semi-claustrophobic too. I have had 2 other MRIs in the past and have had the techs cover my eyes with a washcloth while they proceeded with the test. Cool air flows around you while you are in the tunnel (more like a tomb), and that gives you the sensation that you have more space around you. The first MRI I had, I could see under the washcloth, and panicked. My heart raced and I started to sweat.. the walls of this tomb are about an inch from the face! It took all the strength I had and a lot of prayer to get through the test, and I promised myself that if I ever had to have another one, not only would I request blinders, but I'd keep my eyes tightly shut no matter what.
In the mean time, after the test this week, it took 2 techs to put me on my feet again. The pain was so intense. You would have thought my entire spine was dotted with herniated nucleus pulposes. Not so...... the results say 'mild broad bulging of the L4-5 disk'~ the keyword here is MILD.. Statistics show that there is a large portion of the general populace that have bulging disks, but don't even know it. They find out when they strain their backs and have the MRIs done...
I've been fairly asymptomatic for a few years.. but here I am again having back problems. It is mild apparently, but you can't convince me of that when I can't bend over to load the dishwasher.
I'll stop whining now..

Monday, September 11, 2006

from THE PATRIOT

"Rome fell September 4, 476AD.
It was overrun with illegalimmigrants: Visigoths, Franks, Anglos, Saxons, Ostrogoths,Burgundians, Lombards, Jutes and Vandals, who at first assimilatedand worked as servants, but then came so fast they did not learnthe Latin Language or the Roman form of government.
Highly trainedRoman Legions moving rapidly on their advanced road system, werestrained fighting conflicts worldwide.
Rome had a trade deficit,having outsourced most of its grain production to North Africa, andwhen Vandals captured that area, Rome did not have the resources toretaliate.
Attila the Hun was committing terrorist attacks.
The city of Rome was on welfare with citizens being given freebread. One Roman commented: 'Those who live at the expense of thepublic funds are more numerous than those who provide them.'
Taxcollectors were 'more terrible than the enemy.'
Gladiators provided violent entertainment in the Coliseum.
There was injustice incourts, exposure of unwanted infants, infidelity, immorality and perverted bathhouses.
5th-Century historian Salvian wrote: 'O Roman people be ashamed... Let nobody think otherwise, the vices of our bad lives have alone conquered us'." ---William Federer
"Consider and hear me, O LORD my God; Enlighten my eyes, Lest Isleep the sleep of death; Lest my enemy say, 'I have prevailed against him'; Lest those who trouble me rejoice when I am moved. But I have trusted in Your mercy; My heart shall rejoice in Your salvation."
-King David

"[B]eing vague about the enemy and non-judgmental about evil is not what we should be five years after Sept. 11.
This brings usto the one small bright spot to mark off the anniversary weekof Sept. 11---an anniversary blackened by the decision to allow Mohammed Khatami, former president of Iran, the pre-eminent state sponsor of terrorism, into the United States.
Khatami,who supports Hezbollah and the destruction of Israel, will be speaking on the eve of Sept. 11 at Harvard on---get this---'Ethicsof Tolerance in the Age of Violence.'
Bring your own air sickness bag.
But here's that bright spot: Denouncing the Khatami visit,GOP Gov. Mitt Romney of Massachusetts ordered state agencies to refuse to provide assistance during the Khatami visit---which means no pomp and motorcade for the Iranian stooge.
As Romney put it, 'State taxpayers should not be providing special treatment to an individual who supports violent jihad and the destruction of Israel.'
How simple, how true. Five years later, somebody gets it." ---Diana West


"For too long, the world was paralyzed by the argument that terrorism could not be stopped until the grievances of terrorists were addressed.
The complicated and heartrending issues that perplex mankind are no excuse for violent, inhumane attacks,nor do they excuse not taking aggressive action against those who deliberately slaughter innocent people... Effective antiterrorist action has also been thwarted by the claim that... 'One man's terrorist is another man's freedom fighter.'
That's a catchy phrase, but also misleading.
Freedom fighters do not need to terrorize a population into submission.
Freedom fighters target the military forces and the organized instruments of repression keeping dictatorial regimes in power.
Freedom fighters struggle to liberate their citizens from oppression and to establish a form of government that reflects the will of the people...
[O]ne has to be blind, ignorant, or simply unwilling to see the truth if he or she is unable to distinguish between those I just described and terrorists.
Terrorists intentionally kill or maim unarmed civilians, often women and children, often third parties who are not in any way part of a dictatorial regime. Terrorists are always the enemies of democracy." ---Ronald Reagan

WHAT'S A BILLION??

What is a billion???
The next time you hear a politician use the word "billion" in a casual manner, think about whether you want the "politicians" spending your tax money.
A billion is a difficult number to comprehend, but one advertising agency did a good job of putting that figure into some perspective in one of its releases.

a. A billion seconds ago it was 1959.
b. A billion minutes ago Jesus was alive.
c. A billion hours ago our ancestors were living in the Stone Age.
d. A billion days ago no-one walked on the earth on two feet.
e. A billion dollars ago was only 8 hours and 20 minutes, at the rate our government is spending it.

While this thought is still fresh in our brain, let's take a look at New Orleans.
It's amazing what you can learn with some simple division . .
Louisiana Senator, Mary Landrieu (D), is presently asking the Congress for $250 BILLION to rebuild New Orleans.
Interesting number, what does it mean?

a. Well, if you are one of 484,674 residents of New Orleans (every man, woman, child), you each get $516,528.

b. Or, if you have one of the 188,251 homes in New Orleans, your home gets $1 ,329,787.

c. Or, if you are a family of four, your family gets $2,066,012.

Washington, D.C .. HELLO!!! ... Are all your calculators broken??

THIS is too true to be funny .....
Tax his land,
Tax his wage,
Tax his bed in which he lays.
Tax his tractor,
Tax his mule,
Teach him taxes is the rule.
Tax his cow,
Tax his goat,
Tax his pants,
Tax his coat.
Tax his ties,
Tax his shirts,
Tax his work,
Tax his dirt.
Tax his tobacco,
Tax his drink,
Tax him if he tries to think.
Tax his booze,
Tax his beers,
If he cries, Tax his tears.
Tax his bills,
Tax his gas,
Tax his notes,
Tax his cash.
Tax him good and let him know
That after taxes, he has no dough.
If he hollers, Tax him more,
Tax him until he's good and sore.
Tax his coffin,
Tax his grave,
Tax the sod in which he lays.
Put these words upon his tomb,
"Taxes drove me to my doom!"
And when he's gone, We won't relax,
We'll still be after the inheritance TAX!!
Accounts Receivable Tax
Building Permit Tax
CDL License Tax
Cigarette Tax
Corporate Income Tax
Dog License Tax
Federal Income Tax
Federal Unemployment Tax (FUTA)
Fishing License Tax
Food License Tax
Fuel Permit Tax
Gasoline Tax
Hunting License Tax
Inheritance Tax
Inventory Tax
IRS Interest Charges (tax on top of tax),
IRS Penalties (tax on top of tax),
Liquor Tax,
Luxury Tax,
Marriage License Tax,
Medicare Tax,
Property Tax,
Real Estate Tax,
Service charge taxes,
Social Security Tax,
Road Usage Tax (Truckers),
Sales Taxes,
Recreational Vehicle Tax,
School Tax,
State Income Tax,
State Unemployment Tax (SUTA),
Telephone Federal Excise Tax,
Telephone Federal Universal Service Fee Tax,
Telephone Federal, State and Local Surcharge Tax,
Telephone Minimum Usage Surcharge Tax,
Telephone Recurring and Non-recurring Charges Tax,
T elephone State and Local Tax,
Telephone Usage Charge Tax,
Utility Tax,
Vehicle License Registration Tax,
Vehicle Sales Tax,
Watercraft Registration Tax,
Well Permit Tax,
Workers Compensation Tax.

COMMENTS: Not one of these taxes existed 100 years ago and there was prosperity, absolutely no national debt, the largest middle class in the world and Mom stayed home to raise the kids.

GOD BLESS AMERICA

When our nation decides to acknowledge God as king and ruler over all,
He will bless America

ONE NATION UNDER GOD

WHERE WERE YOU?

Just as November 22, 1963 when our President John F Kennedy was shot and killed, we will likely all remember September 11, 2001 as a day of infamy when innocent victims were murdered at the hands of terrorists.

I can still visualize the horror I felt as I sat in Chemistry class while they broadcast the President's assassination over the PA. I didn't like Chemistry, but liked this even less. It was a time when everything stood still for days it seemed. It shocked the entire nation.

September 11 arrived one morning in 2001. I wasn't even dressed yet when my Mom came as fast as she could to our house, turned on our television and cried. "Our country is being attacked" she informed me. And we both sat down and watched the coverage on the tv.
Another horror.. and unbelief. How could this have happened? Horrified and stunned...and for many months we would hear of nothing else in the news. The strangest thing was that living near an airport, we are constantly aware of planes taking off and the flight paths go nearly overhead..... but for a time, not one plane was in the air... nothing. Total silence. Our country was wounded, but we would survive another day.

In both of these times, we were drawn closer to our Lord and he gave peace and comfort. I feel sorry for those who don't know Him~ it must be doubly hard to deal with the 'whys'.
For Christians, we know that every detail has already been planned for this world. And more important, we KNOW that God sits on His throne- and he is fully in charge of all things. He is the creator, we the creation. He has already told us to expect trials and tribulation.. but He is there to help us through it all, and the blessings await at the end.

So, just curious here....... where were you when John Kennedy was assassinated that day in November? And where were you when Satan and his leagues attempted to destroy us on September 11? Lest we forget.......

WORDS OF PEACE

"I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world."
John 16:33

Sunday, September 10, 2006

GRANDPARENTS

I have only had the honor of knowing 2 of my grandparents.. both grandmothers. i never had the joy of knowing either of my grandfathers.
I love being a grandmother myself. It's a special thing.. a relationship, bond, or connection to the next generation. Where there is often a gap between parent and child, that gap is bridged by grandparents.
Wendell and I are blessed by 7 little ones. At Christmas this year, that number will become 8, and by next April, we will be blessed by 9 little ones. Grandchildren have become a main focus of our lives. We love each one for who they are.
I have adjusted well to being a grandparent. I wasn't sure at first just how to 'be one'. But time has corrected that, and now I do all the things grandmas love to do .. like bake cookies with the children, or make brownies, or crafts, or take long walks, or just sit down and watch a movie with them. Ah.. this is the life.
Though I can't get down much any more because of arthritis, I do try to do the fun things with the grandchildren. The winter before last, I rode the sled in the yard and we made a snowman together.. and a fort. Such fun. I hope my grandchildren will think back one day about the fun gramma they had, and laugh.
When I was growing up, my grandmas were both quite elderly and couldn't do those things with me. My memory of them is a sweet one of little old ladies who had soft voices.
My own children knew their Grandma Imm, but not all knew Grandpa Imm. My Mom was dear to my children's hearts to the day she died. She had a 'special' bond with each of them that they carry with them even today. None knew Wendell's Mom...nor did I, but I know she was a wonderful grandma. All our children knew Wendell's Dad, but not all remember well the fun they had with him.. he took them places, bought them ice cream, and taught them about nature without planning to do so.
My desire is just to be remembered to my children in that way.. not the little old lady with the soft voice,though there is nothing wrong with that, but the Gramma who rode the sleds, started the snowball fights, planned crafts, and baked goodies. The Gramma who supplies the 'treat of the month' for them. And yet even more, the Gramma who loves the Lord more than life and shares that with them in everything she does.
One last thing.. I have had the honor and privilege of giving all my grandchildren their first home baths. I am hoping that this will be continued with the next 2 babies due to arrive in the next few months.
I'm proud of every one of my grandchildren.. can you tell? I am truly blessed.

GRANDPARENTS DAY


TO ALL YOU GRANDPARENTS OUT THERE...
THIS IS YOUR DAY !
GIVE THE GRANDKIDS A HUG




HEY, WENDELL....... THAT'S US !!!!

Saturday, September 09, 2006

EUNICE HIXON

Eunice Lottie-Etta Turner Hixon, 66, of Old Route 8, Middlesex Township, died at 10:15 a.m. Friday at her home.
Born Sept. 13, 1939, in Callery, she was the daughter of William Ray Turner and Eleanor Thompson.She was a member of the Evangel Heights Assembly of God in Sarver.
She was a homemaker and she worked as a licensed practical nurse at Sunnyview Home and Valencia Woods Nursing Center.
She also did private duty nursing.
She enjoyed crafts and traveling, and spending time with her grandchildren, family and friends.
She is survived by her husband, Donald E. Hixon, whom she married on Jan. 25, 1957;
three sons, Eugene D. (Kimberly J.) Hixon and Barry Hixon, both of Butler, and Daniel M. (Rebecca L.)Hixon of Renfrew; a daughter, Joy and her husband, Dr. Robin K. Cetnar of Butler;

12 grandchildren, Kristen Joy Hixon, Justin E. Hixon, Rachel K. Hixon, Joel R. Hixon, Luke D. Hixon, Todd D. Hixon, Kevin J. Hixon, Chad M. Hixon, Ashley J. Cetnar, Christopher W. R. Cetnar, Alexander D. Cetnar and Noah B. Cetnar; a brother, Berdette (Grace) Turner of Butler, three sisters, Mrs. Charles (Gwendolyn) Wood of Butler, Mrs. Roger (Phyllis) Bacon of Canada, and Mrs. Nelson (Eileen) James of Butler; and a number of nieces and nephews.

HIXON — Friends of Eunice Lottie-Etta Turner Hixon, who died Friday, Sept. 8, 2006, will be received from 7 to 9 p.m. Sunday and from 2 to 4 p.m. and 7 to 9 p.m. Monday at the Thompson-Miller Funeral Home, 124 E. North St.
Funeral services will be held at the funeral home at 11 a.m. Tuesday with the Pastor John Kurt and Pastor Gary Bracewell, both of Evangel Heights Assembly of God, officiating.
Interment will follow in Brownsdale Cemetery.
Contributions may be made to Evangel Heights Christian Assembly, 120 Beale Road, Sarver, PA 16005.

MILES PER DOLLAR


Everyone knows how to figure miles per gallon of gas these days. But do you know how to figure miles per dollar?
Check out this site for the calculator. I get between 13-17 miles per dollar.



Thanks CABob

FOLLOWING JESUS' DIRECTIONS

"Go into all the world and preach the Good News to everyone, everywhere."
Mark 16:15 NLT

"'You must love the Lord your God with all your heart, all your soul, and all your mind.' This is the first and greatest commandment. A second is equally important: 'Love your neighbor as yourself.'"
Matthew 22:37-38 NLT


The real work
On October 20, 1968, a dramatic moment took place at the Mexico City Olympics. A few thousand spectators remained in the almost-dark Olympic Stadium awaiting one last runner.
Finally the wail of police sirens ripped the air.
As all eyes turned to the gate, a lone runner wearing the colors of Tanzania staggered into the stadium. John Stephen Akhwari was the last contestant to finish the 26-mile contest.
He had injured his leg in a fall and entered the track bloodied and crudely bandaged.
While he hobbled the final, lonely lap, spectators rose and applauded him as if he had won.
After the race, someone asked him why he had refused to quit.
"My country did not send me 7,000 miles to start the race," he replied simply.
"They sent me 7,000 miles to finish it."
To help us achieve a strong finish in our race of faith, Jesus Christ promised that "Whoever confesses Me before men, him the Son of Man will also confess before the angels of God."
You too can finish the race well by eagerly confessing Christ before others.

Adapted from Breakfast with Jesus by Greg Laurie (Tyndale House), pp 257-59