I have the privilege and pleasure of living in a wonderfully beautiful old home with some pretty special people. They're just as concerned that I'm comfortable as they are about each other. They had a woodstove installed so we'd be warm and cozy this winter with the wind howling round the house and it does a superb job.
Being a woman sliding into menopause at a pretty good clip AND being one of the small percentage of women who suffer through hot flashes I stay pretty warm most of the time. There are special occasions every 3 or 4 months where I end up staying pretty cool for about 24 hours. However, they're too far apart to make it worthwhile to even dream about.
So now I have this abundance of heat wafting up through a vent in my bedroom floor which has me closing the door, shucking clothes, and turning on and sitting in front of the pedestal fan. Hmmm, can't imagine why it's so hot in here.
Not to worry though as Pastor Mike found a solution; stuff the vent. Finding a pillow a tiny bit bigger than the vent I went to work poking and stuffing. It took about 10 minutes to push it through the one and a quarter inch slits and situate it so the grate was completely blocked. Didn't think I could get my hand and wrist through a slit that small did you. ;-) Well, me neither, but I did. Now the temperature in my room has dropped to an acceptable level and we're all happy and ready for cold weather should it make an appearance this year.
Yours in Christ,
Pamela
Friday, November 6, 2009
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
On The Way Out Of The Doctor's Office...
Sliding into menopause hasn't been in the top ten of enjoyable experiences for me. I've been having hot flashes since I was around 47 or so. I am sooooo ready for that to end already.
Getting back to the topic, the doctor had finished her examination, prescribed numerous pills for different ills, and told me to wait for the nurse in the waiting room to talk with me about a few things. So far so good, I was getting things physically back on track.
Then I tried getting up off the table with my little paper gown on which, of course, didn't extend around the back for someone of my girth. The office was a bit on the warm side and I had been nervous about this appointment anyway; add several hot flashes to that and what do you have? I had perspired so much the paper had adhered to every bit of flesh that had made contact with it.
So here I am, with people waiting on me outside, peeling bits of paper off. And there were soooooo many little pieces. I decided letting it be a mystery was a good idea and didn't mention it when I left.
Yours in Christ,
Pamela
Getting back to the topic, the doctor had finished her examination, prescribed numerous pills for different ills, and told me to wait for the nurse in the waiting room to talk with me about a few things. So far so good, I was getting things physically back on track.
Then I tried getting up off the table with my little paper gown on which, of course, didn't extend around the back for someone of my girth. The office was a bit on the warm side and I had been nervous about this appointment anyway; add several hot flashes to that and what do you have? I had perspired so much the paper had adhered to every bit of flesh that had made contact with it.
So here I am, with people waiting on me outside, peeling bits of paper off. And there were soooooo many little pieces. I decided letting it be a mystery was a good idea and didn't mention it when I left.
Yours in Christ,
Pamela
Sunday, June 28, 2009
Newborns In Need Update
Alesha and I went to our second meeting for the Tidewater Virginia Chapter of Newborns In Need on June 20. We had a month between meetings to crochet items. The picture below is what we made up and donated. We're using Caron Simply Soft and various skeins of baby yarn because they're softer than regular worsted weight yarns. So until next month I'm...
Yours in Christ,
Pamela
Friday, May 22, 2009
Death: A New Beginning
Death is a new beginning. It's the end of our journey here on earth and it either takes us to heaven to be with our Father throughout eternity or it takes us to hell for eternal torment. My heavenly Father has blessed my life with so many things and wonderful people that I can no longer imagine living without Him on THIS side of eternity that I don't even want to have to think about NOT being with Him on the other side. Imagine the heavenly blessings bestowed on God's faithful servants once they're in His presence.
There are no longer thoughts of taking my life these days. However, I cannot say I'll be sad when the day comes to go home to be with my Father. He takes care of everything I need; He's my all in all and I trust Him with every fiber of my being. I could wish for more quiet time to study Him through His Word and talk with Him through prayer; still, He has me where I am for a reason and I'm grateful that I can serve His purposes wherever He leads me to be.
Right now He has me at Geneva Park Baptist Church with a great bunch of people. They are God's people working for His purposes. I hope to soon find the niche in which I fit in order to serve God's purpose for leading me there. In the meantime, my daughter, Alesha, and I are crocheting for Newborns In Need (http://www.newbornsinneed.org/). The local chapter meets at the Major Hillard Library in Chesapeake once a month. We have been crocheting lots of tiny hats, bibs, scratch mitts, booties, and blankets. They also accept knitted and quilted things. Alesha and I have been looking for something like this to get involved in for a long time now and this is where God led us. He knew this would be exactly right for the two of us. Praise God!
Yours in Christ,
Pamela
There are no longer thoughts of taking my life these days. However, I cannot say I'll be sad when the day comes to go home to be with my Father. He takes care of everything I need; He's my all in all and I trust Him with every fiber of my being. I could wish for more quiet time to study Him through His Word and talk with Him through prayer; still, He has me where I am for a reason and I'm grateful that I can serve His purposes wherever He leads me to be.
Right now He has me at Geneva Park Baptist Church with a great bunch of people. They are God's people working for His purposes. I hope to soon find the niche in which I fit in order to serve God's purpose for leading me there. In the meantime, my daughter, Alesha, and I are crocheting for Newborns In Need (http://www.newbornsinneed.org/). The local chapter meets at the Major Hillard Library in Chesapeake once a month. We have been crocheting lots of tiny hats, bibs, scratch mitts, booties, and blankets. They also accept knitted and quilted things. Alesha and I have been looking for something like this to get involved in for a long time now and this is where God led us. He knew this would be exactly right for the two of us. Praise God!
Yours in Christ,
Pamela
Re-Baptism for Christ
Sunday night, May 17, 2009. It was the night I was re-baptized for the Lord. It was exciting to let everyone know I'd chosen Christ. I'm an expatriate here on earth because my home is heaven. This gal is a card-carrying Resident Alien with the card to prove it. Here is the testimony I gave to the congregation that night. Enjoy!
Yours in Christ,
Pamela
"Attending church on Sunday was a part of my life as far back as I can remember. Around the age of 16 or 17 I accepted Christ as my Savior and was baptized. Then I married a guy who only went to church when he went home to visit his parents and my commitment to Christ fell by the wayside. He was one of many bad choices I would make over the course of over 30 years.
"With my last really bad choice God stripped me down to almost nothing in order for me to come to realize that the only one who could help me straighten my life out and provide the things I needed was Christ. My last husband's house of cards fell in on itself a bit over three years ago. When it crumbled I was thrown into such despair I didn't think I would make it through to the other side.
"For three months I seriously contemplated suicide every single night. Through my daughter, God kept my mind very busy during the days and too tired at night to do anything other than think about taking my life. Slowly the despair lifted until I could see His light shining through. It's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. Sometime during the week before Christmas 2008 I invited Christ into my life once again knowing that this time the commitment was real and I've not looked back since."
Yours in Christ,
Pamela
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Losing Weight Update
Since I last wrote about my weight there has been a change in scales; we now have one that is digital. Unfortunately, it is accurate; I've tested it. I say unfortunately because on the new scale I weigh ten pounds more than I do on the old one. (heavy sigh) It was a bit depressing for a while, but I'm back on track. When I weighed 248 lbs. the new scale said, "Nope, it's 258 lbs." I actually thought I heard it give me a raspberry. In spite of the new scale I'm still losing; down to 253lbs. now. Yay! I really don't think much about it these days. I just step on the scale once in a while and find I've lost another pound or two. There are wonderful women at church who help me watch what I eat, get the exercise I need, and give me general encouragement. They're a great group of women and I thank God for them.
Yours in Christ,
Pamela
Yours in Christ,
Pamela
Monday, April 27, 2009
Mopping The Kitchen Floor
The title has become the expression I use to describe the epiphany God manifested when He decided He'd had enough of my failure to understand what He was trying to tell me. Looking back, it took longer than I ever thought would be the case with anything even taking my inherent stubbornness into consideration.
Of course, this thing wasn't just made up of having to 'mop the kitchen floor.' It included other things like messes that 'others' had made, picking up after 'others,' and just generally doing things I felt 'others' ought to be doing. God showed me that just because I cleaned up after myself it didn't follow that 'others' would do the same.
He also showed me with great clarity that doing the things I had felt were the responsibility of others was part of having a servant's heart, gave glory to God, my Father, and was a witness and testimony to what God is doing in my life. I am very grateful to my heavenly Father for opening my eyes to the fact that I was not the kind of witness for Him that I thought I was. I look forward to further revelations of changes that need to be made in my life in order for me to be the kind of witness He wants and needs me to be for Him.
Yours in Christ,
Pamela
Of course, this thing wasn't just made up of having to 'mop the kitchen floor.' It included other things like messes that 'others' had made, picking up after 'others,' and just generally doing things I felt 'others' ought to be doing. God showed me that just because I cleaned up after myself it didn't follow that 'others' would do the same.
He also showed me with great clarity that doing the things I had felt were the responsibility of others was part of having a servant's heart, gave glory to God, my Father, and was a witness and testimony to what God is doing in my life. I am very grateful to my heavenly Father for opening my eyes to the fact that I was not the kind of witness for Him that I thought I was. I look forward to further revelations of changes that need to be made in my life in order for me to be the kind of witness He wants and needs me to be for Him.
Yours in Christ,
Pamela
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