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Where Does Your Empowerment Lie

Women have, since the beginning of my knowledge, been fighting among each other and men. Between being equal with men and being working moms or not. I could write several books on the ups and downs of women’s rights and the feminist movement. Oh wait, those have already been done. And yet we don’t really see any coming together of women as a whole.

Women claim to want empowerment, meaning: to give power or authority to; authorize, especially by legal or official means. It is unfortunate that women only think about how to get power or above others instead of how to work together for the greater good of God and His people. No matter what sex or race they may be. I tell my children that women are capable of doing everything that a man can do, and sometimes even better, however that doesn’t mean that we (women) have to or should. I have also told my children that there will always be somebody who will be able to do something better than they can. And there are several reasons for this, like desire, drive, education, support etc.

I have known women to turn on others simply because they felt that they didn’t have any power and that the other woman does. It doesn’t matter. Titus 3: 1-3 Remind them to be subject to rulers and authorities, to obey, to be ready for every good work, to speak evil of no one, to be peaceable, gentle, all humility to all men. For we ourselves were also once foolish, disobedient, deceived, serving various lusts and pleasures, living in malice and envy, hateful and hating one another. When there is a job to do women are capable of doing it. But instead of admiring the women doing said job, they attack.

God has already empowered women. Women have thrown away the gifts of life, nurturing and love and all for their hunger of power. These women feel the lack of control in their life. Instead of embracing the changes going on around them, they go into the fight or flight mode. Fighting, by putting down everyone around them, because they disagree with them. Flying by claiming to be victims of whatever the problem was. Because of these actions, women are on their own making life even harder on themselves and others.

Placing your energy on your God-given gifts into others instead of yourself will make you one of the most powerful, intelligent, influential persons within your circle of people. Matthew 5: 13 You are the salt of the earth; but if the salt loses its flavor, how shall it be seasoned? It is then good for nothing but to be thrown out and trampled underfoot by men. Our lives are not to be lived out by what we think but by what God has told us. During which time, He never said it would be easy or that we would like it. Only that it brings Glory to Him.

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We Just Need To Practice

Hey there everyone,

I hope that everyone had a safe and happy Christmas and New Year.  I most certainly did.  My oldest came home from college for Christmas, my daughter turned 17 (She is making me and the hubby old very fast.)  She also got a job right before her birthday (Which is one week before Christmas).  We all celebrated my three holidays together at home with no big hoop la.  Which was just fine with all of us.

At the beginning of each year you might be finding yourself looking back.  People like to see what if anything they got accomplished and what they didn’t.  They make new goals for the upcoming months.  They try to adopt new, better habits.  One thing I have found is that they don’t set these out on a day-to-day basis.  No they spread them out over an entire year.  Yes, I realize that there are some that may take that long.  But ask yourself when you wake up in the morning, what is the first thing that comes to your mind? Is it the tasks that need to be done? Or perhaps a soreness/pain you may have for sleeping different then you needed.  I could list a whole number of things that ; not only have I said to myself, but have heard others as well.  We are to begin each day a new. With the joy of the Lord.   Not with bitterness or need.  In order to do this all it takes is …… practice.  Practice means that you are trying each and every day with all you mind, body, and soul.  Practice means you won’t get it perfected or even do it some days.  It means you are trying.  That you are actually doing it with a good heart.  Practice mean you have taken you out of it and are doing it for the Lord.

I don’t understand why people are putting so much disgust on themselves at the beginning of each year.  They haven’t lost enough weight, gotten any healthier, saved enough money, given enough money and so on. So what?!? Do the best you can with what you have daily and let God handle the rest.  Before you know it; it will be a new healthier, happier, habit and a wonderful start to your day.  Now for those who might be keeping score, I know that I didn’t write a whole lot last year, but within that time that I did these are the words I used most.

 

Angels, Bible, Child, Children, Christ, Christian, Church, Churches, Control, Faith, Family, Glory, God, Good, Gospel, Grace, Hear, Hearts, Jesus, Kids, Learn, Lessons, Life, Listen, Lord, Love, Luke, Man, Marriage, Matthew, Mercy, Mistakes, MS, Music, ORU, Parents, Pastor, People, Religion, Speak, Spirit, Trouble, Women, Word, Work.

 

I like to leave you with a song that I heard on a CD that my sister had a long time ago.  The song might be an old one but it still holds.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wslEJVlnjRI

Is The Church United Around The Truth?.

When we (The Church), let people just run their lives as they see fit, then we are not abiding by the word of God.  They are and want only self-will instead of the will of God.  And we (the Church) have let them.  They call us haters and say that we are not showing love as they quote the Bible themselves.  That part they seem to always know.  But they don’t want to hear, either with their ears or hearts (spirit) that the way they are living is against God’s word.  What happened to the elders of the Church?  The ones who are to give the guidelines to those whose lives are not showing the truth of the word through the way they live.  2 Timothy 2:14-15    Of these things put them in remembrance, charging them before the Lord they strive not about words to no profit, but to the subverting of the hearers.  Study to shew thyself approved unto God, a workman that needeth not to be ashamed, rightly dividing the word of truth.  Did you see that even in Biblical times people tried to divide the word of God so that the word applied to the way they live instead of applying their life to the word.  Instead of doing what God Himself has said to do, we have looked the other way and allowed them to walk right into sin.  2 Timothy 16,17 But shun profane and vain babblings  for they will increase unto more ungodliness.  And their word will eat as doth a canker: of whom is Hymenaeus and Philetus;

The word of God has told us to shun them and to do this until they find the word of God as truth.  We cannot just pick and choose what scriptures we will follow and which we won’t.  We either follow them all, or none of them.  We are not told to be mean as we shun.  If you read further, you will see that this isn’t done until after they are spoken to multiple times and then with meekness and love they are to be shunned if there is no change in their lives.  I cannot begin to tell you how many Christians feel as though if they are acting ungodly if they follow God instead of following the person that is offensive to God.  Jesus told us that we will be hated, because they first hated Him.  Stand up people of Christ!  Stand up Church!  Where is the consequence to their behavior?  Not in the style as if a person was a mass murderer but in a way for them to understand that if they would like to live that way then they must do it without you.  Because you don’t want to betray the One.  Who should be more important to you than anyone else.  If one listens to someone over and over give excuses to the way that they live, then the next so called little thing won’t be so hard to believe.  Chip, chip, chip,  little by little they will whittle away to all your moral beliefs until you believe the exact same way that they do. And once you do, your children will follow you.  Which is completely the opposite of the Gospel.

From Mother To Mom

The other day while I was looking around the net, there was a comment left on a site asking for advice for a mom who wanted to go off and do what she wanted to do in life.  This was her first child and she claims that she knows the importance on staying at home with her child but she wanted “me” time and was really asking for permission to go to work and do what she wanted to do.  She was feeling guilty and wanted the ok from someone so that she could justify it to herself. All I could do was just sit there stunned at the thought of her putting her child on the back burner and placing herself of higher priority.

Unfortunately, this happens all the time.  Woman thinks she wants a husband, woman gets her husband.  Woman thinks she wants a baby or two, woman gets a baby or two.  Woman thinks she wants a job, woman gets a job.  Woman doesn’t understand that “her time” is gone from the moment she said the ” I do’s”.  She has then committed to sharing her life with her husband.  She has then committed to sharing her life with her baby.  If the woman had taken the time to find out what she really wanted in her life in the first place then these three or more lives wouldn’t have to live without her.

When we (men and women) don’t find what makes us happy on our own first, then they will never  be happy, or have the ability to make others happy.  People are too willing to rush through life trying this trying that to find their inner happiness.  They are just grabbing at every idea that comes to them instead of really looking for themselves.  I know women who work outside of the house.  They trust other people, people that they really don’t know, to take care of their children.  I thought that was called parenting, now a days it’s called daycare, childcare, babysitters, nannies, or live-ins.  All the while the true parents tell themselves that if they didn’t work then they couldn’t live.  What a load of CRAP.  We live and have lived on one income for over 16 years.  Is it tough; yes.  I’d be a liar if I said that life has been a bed of roses.  We’ve had a lot of up’s and down’s financially over the years.  But through out it all we have had to trust on only God to see us get back up.  Our kids do not get everything that they think that they should have.  Joe and I do not get everything that we think we should or want to have.  But when we look around at what we do have we are so grateful.  We all have learned to appreciate these things and each other more and more.  When I was younger and I had our first child, I just kept saying that at least I became a mother.  Now that I am a little older, I can say, at least I became a mom.  There is a difference.  I wonder what I will be able to say in the years to come.  I pray that my commitment to this role in my life only becomes stronger and stronger.

The Taking Over Of God And Man

Warning:  This is a very sensitive subject against the roles that women have taken in the world.  If you read this, all I ask is that you go over the scriptures and meditate on them before yelling at me.

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This is going to be a very touchy subject for a lot of people to swallow.  However, truth is truth.  Moreover, because we have been raised for many generations now that the way things are, is the way they are supposed to be.  At the very beginning of man, we were given instructions as to the order of leadership for all of mankind.  God, man, woman, children.  In Genesis 1 and 2 God laid out that order.  In chapter 2 verse 16, 17 And the Lord God commanded the man, saying, Of every tree of the garden thou mayest freely eat: But of the tree of the knowledge of good and evil, thou shalt not eat of it: for in the day that thou eatest there of thou shalt surely die. Keep in mind that this was told to the man and was commanded before God made woman. It was told to him because he was to be the leader of his house above the woman and children.  But in Genesis 3 we can see the fall of man.  We are not told who told the woman about the tree of knowledge, but one can assume that it was Adam.  A serpent comes to the woman and starts double talking, confusing the woman, and questioning the word of God.  She tells the serpent We may eat of the fruit of the trees of the garden: But of the fruit of the tree which is in the midst of the garden, God hath said, Ye shall not eat of it, neither shall ye touch it, lest ye die.  God did not tell Adam that he couldn’t touch it, although we can assume that maybe Adam did tell Eve that.  In verse 4 the serpent then makes a statement about how wrong God is and then makes the tree sound too good to be passed up on.  Here it is that they had a whole garden around them, allowed to eat of anything except of one, and greed and lust of the flesh won over.  They were unwilling to give up “one tenth” of the garden to God.  They were unwilling to keep the commandment of God and instead listened to the devil.  Eve listened to the serpent and then Adam listen to Eve.  Neither one of them kept God’s words in their spirit, soul, and body.  Has that happened to you?  Have you ever seen something and wanted it so bad that it didn’t matter what the cost?  Whether it meant, not having enough to pay your house payment, or putting other bills back a week.  Costing you family and friends.  Costing you the best relationship you could have in the world, with God Himself.  Because of their actions consequences came into their lives. God had every right to have done away with them and start over if he chose to do so.  But instead he forgave and treated them as children.

Since Biblical times, I have noticed that women have blamed all their so called “problems” on God and man.  Women wanted the right to vote, the right to have the jobs that man has always had, to be in politics, to be in the military and so on and so on.  We, women, want to be in charge.  Praising ourselves and wanting everyone else to praise us as well, instead of praising God.  We, women, want to “Do it All”.  Instead of realizing that only God can do it all.  Instead of going along with the order that God has already laid down in his word.  Now we have young women coming of age and they don’t know how or care how to take care of their families.  They don’t know how to cook.  And why should they with all the fast food that’s around.  They don’t know how to clean; they can pay someone or expect the man to do it.  They don’t know how to love, because they weren’t shown how.  Women haven’t learned to be satisfied with the life that God gave them.  They don’t know who they are supposed to be.  They don’t know how to be content with what they have or with what they don’t have.

Now we have men wanting to be women and women wanting to be men.  They see what the others have and think that this is the only way to get it.  Women want to climb up into every role that has any look of power.  Always wanting more and more.  Women are overstepping their bounds.  When we don’t try to understand who we are supposed to be and why we are to be that way, we are no better than Eve herself.  I am a mom who would turn into the worst beast if I knew someone was trying to hurt my children.  But that doesn’t mean that I would want or should want to be in the front lines of the military.  I can debate about religion and politics with a lot of people.  But that doesn’t mean I should be in the pulpit, or government. I have a lot of abilities.  These abilities are to glorify God not to become my own God.  These abilities are to help my man, not take him over.  Women need to stop looking at their lives through the eyes of the world and start looking through the eyes of God.  For it is His will and not ours that should be done.  Matthew 6:9–13

Dream A Little Dream

How many dreams have you already had in your lifetime?  Martin Luther King day is coming up.  He had a wonderful dream.  A dream that I don’t feel has come to pass yet.  Although I do believe it started, I don’t think that the Christian community has truly rallied around it.  How about we take a look at his famous speech and see for ourselves.  I am happy to join with you today in what will go down in history as the greatest demonstration for freedom in the history of our nation.

Five score years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand today, signed the Emancipation Proclamation. This momentous decree came as a great beacon light of hope to millions of Negro slaves who had been seared in the flames of withering injustice. It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of their captivity.

But one hundred years later, the Negro still is not free. One hundred years later, the life of the Negro is still sadly crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity. One hundred years later, the Negro is still languishing in the corners of American society and finds himself an exile in his own land. So we have come here today to dramatize a shameful condition.

In a sense we have come to our nation’s capital to cash a check. When the architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence, they were signing a promissory note to which every American was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all men, yes, black men as well as white men, would be guaranteed the unalienable rights of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.

It is obvious today that America has defaulted on this promissory note insofar as her citizens of color are concerned. Instead of honoring this sacred obligation, America has given the Negro people a bad check, a check which has come back marked “insufficient funds.” But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt. We refuse to believe that there are insufficient funds in the great vaults of opportunity of this nation. So we have come to cash this check — a check that will give us upon demand the riches of freedom and the security of justice. We have also come to this hallowed spot to remind America of the fierce urgency of now. This is no time to engage in the luxury of cooling off or to take the tranquilizing drug of gradualism. Now is the time to make real the promises of democracy. Now is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of segregation to the sunlit path of racial justice. Now is the time to lift our nation from the quick sands of racial injustice to the solid rock of brotherhood. Now is the time to make justice a reality for all of God’s children. It would be fatal for the nation to overlook the urgency of the moment. This sweltering summer of the Negro’s legitimate discontent will not pass until there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality. Nineteen sixty-three is not an end, but a beginning. Those who hope that the Negro needed to blow off steam and will now be content will have a rude awakening if the nation returns to business as usual. There will be neither rest nor tranquility in America until the Negro is granted his citizenship rights. The whirlwinds of revolt will continue to shake the foundations of our nation until the bright day of justice emerges.

But there is something that I must say to my people who stand on the warm threshold which leads into the palace of justice. In the process of gaining our rightful place we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds. Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred.

We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline. We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence. Again and again we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul force. The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the Negro community must not lead us to a distrust of all white people, for many of our white brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny. They have come to realize that their freedom is inextricably bound to our freedom. We cannot walk alone.

As we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall always march ahead. We cannot turn back. There are those who are asking the devotees of civil rights, “When will you be satisfied?” We can never be satisfied as long as the Negro is the victim of the unspeakable horrors of police brutality. We can never be satisfied, as long as our bodies, heavy with the fatigue of travel, cannot gain lodging in the motels of the highways and the hotels of the cities. We cannot be satisfied as long as the Negro’s basic mobility is from a smaller ghetto to a larger one. We can never be satisfied as long as our children are stripped of their selfhood and robbed of their dignity by signs stating “For Whites Only”. We cannot be satisfied as long as a Negro in Mississippi cannot vote and a Negro in New York believes he has nothing for which to vote. No, no, we are not satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until justice rolls down like waters and righteousness like a mighty stream.

I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of great trials and tribulations. Some of you have come fresh from narrow jail cells. Some of you have come from areas where your quest for freedom left you battered by the storms of persecution and staggered by the winds of police brutality. You have been the veterans of creative suffering. Continue to work with the faith that unearned suffering is redemptive.

Go back to Mississippi, go back to Alabama, go back to South Carolina, go back to Georgia, go back to Louisiana, go back to the slums and ghettos of our northern cities, knowing that somehow this situation can and will be changed. Let us not wallow in the valley of despair.

I say to you today, my friends, so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.

I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: “We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men are created equal.”

I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.

I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.

I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.

I have a dream today.

I have a dream that one day, down in Alabama, with its vicious racists, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of interposition and nullification; one day right there in Alabama, little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers.

I have a dream today.

I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight, and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together.

This is our hope. This is the faith that I go back to the South with. With this faith we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.

This will be the day when all of God’s children will be able to sing with a new meaning, “My country, ’tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing. Land where my fathers died, land of the pilgrim’s pride, from every mountainside, let freedom ring.”

And if America is to be a great nation this must become true. So let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire. Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York. Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania!

Let freedom ring from the snowcapped Rockies of Colorado!

Let freedom ring from the curvaceous slopes of California!

But not only that; let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia!

Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee!

Let freedom ring from every hill and molehill of Mississippi. From every mountainside, let freedom ring.

And when this happens, when we allow freedom to ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God’s children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual, “Free at last! free at last! thank God Almighty, we are free at last!”

Children dream a lot.  And as they grow, hopefully, we have encouraged at least one of their dreams.  My oldest son has a great talent in the field of art.  He can draw freehand better than most people can with rulers, erasers, and computers.  We set him up with everything we could to encourage that talent and dream that he had to become an artist.  As time went on his dream changed into writing.  To which, we had also encouraged.  Now his dream has changed again.  He is now wanting to be a pastor.  This dream was handed to him from the hand of God.  During two different church services, he was told that he would be God’s voice.  Which confirmed what God had already laid on his heart.  We are trying our best to encourage his new path toward his dream.  Dreams have life in them.  But, without support they will never come to pass.  We should all be so blessed to have someone who will encourage us to follow our dreams.  If we all allow God to be our encourager, our dreams will be no longer.  They will be reality! God speaks to us through dreams since the begin.  One can look throughout the Bible and find numerous times when God spoke to someone through a dream.  He has never stopped.  What a wonder this world could be if we would support each other’s dream, rather than trying to destroy them.  Mr. King was killed because he spoke his dream out loud and it encouraged others who had the same dream.  His death destroyed the fulfillment of his dream.  Dreams are meant to grow inside of us.  Dreams give us hope.  Dreams help our faith.  Dreams help us love.  Spend some time dreaming this weekend. 

Update

Hey there gang,

Well, life has started to settle a little around here.  I have been busy with homeschooling the two younger boys.  We got Joey off to college and he has been home once during “Fall Break”.  That is one thing that these kids get now that we (my hubby and I) never had.  He probably won’t be home for Thanksgiving this year due to his time off being so short.  However,  I insist that he is here for Christmas.  I felt like a piece of me died the night we left him.  There was a part of me that was a little angry too.  I didn’t like having to let go.  I had tried for months to prepare myself, but it really didn’t do any good.  On the way home, Sierra asked hubby and I what was the best part of the visit.  Mine was when we were leaving and I was hugging Joey goodbye and I let go and he didn’t.  I wanted to just shove him back into the van and take him home.  But I didn’t, I walked as fast as I could and did not look back until I got seated and buckled.  Yea, me.  Joe was lucky enough to be in Tulsa to pick him up for his fall break and then me and the kids met them both at a truck stop.  Joey got out of the truck and came running to meet me.  All I could see was a grown man with a little boy’s face… all smiles.  The only thing I could do was cry and  thank God for this.  I still am to this day.  I thank God for giving me the opportunity to experience all of this.  All the up’s and all the down’s.  It has really helped me grow inside.  I think it has also helped me with the other kids as well.

The day we took off for ORU!

Speaking of other kids, Sierra decided that she wanted to stay in school and since I haven’t had problems with her teachers and the fact that she is a excellent student, we decided that it was ok for her to do so.  I haven’t had to “teach” any of my kids in a long time, so getting use to new schedules and the subjects has been a little tough.  But we are getting through it and Wil actually said that he likes it better than going to school.  I was a little worried about him and being at home.  However, he is doing great.  Sam on the other hand has been trying to get away with everything under the sun.  I might look old in his eyes, but I’m not so old that I forget how kids try to trick others so that they can get out of things.

Last month I fell.  I was upstairs on my computer and I was looking at a crocheting video and trying out a new stitch.  All of a sudden I hear Sierra yell……”Mom, there is a fire!”  I jumped up ran down the stairs and through the living room toward the kitchen where she was.  It was at that point that my feet got tangled in my yarn that had followed me all the way. I fell on my hands and knees.  I fell with such force that I could not move for several minutes.  I had to have Sierra help me get up.  For those of you who do not know, I had my right knee operated on about 2 years ago this next summer.  Oh and there was no fire.  Something had gotten under the burner while she was cooking and it sparked up.  I had a nasty looking bruise for a couple of weeks on my right knee and I have been getting pains in both of them off and on since.  My hands were for the most part fine. Just a little red the first night and a little stiff the next day.  But they are doing good now.  Yea, me.

My surgery

As most of you know I use to live in Indiana.  Well, I am still  registered to vote in Indiana.  So on the 6th., I gave the boys a half day of school and we drove over.  All the while I was trying to explain to them all about election.  Sam still can’t understand why it is that we the people won’t let God be in charge of us and not have a President.  They watched me cast my vote and thought it was “neat”.  We then went to the mall that we use to go to all the time and then got a bite to eat.  By the time we were coming home it was getting dark.  I don’t drive on the highway.  When I was younger, I did.  But the older I get the less I like it. So we were on the back roads coming home and getting close to crossing the State Line when all of a sudden a huge buck came out and ran into us.  If I had had a few more seconds, I could have missed it.  I called Joe almost immediately after.  He has a great way of calming me down.  I didn’t stop to see just how much damage was done because where I was, there was not enough light to have done so.  I figure, once I was home I could use the large lantern and see everything.  Well then the engine started getting hot.  So I had to stop and let it cool off.  Then we would start down the road again.  She would get hot again and we would stop again.  It wasn’t until we crossed the State Line and was in Ohio that a car stopped.  The man inside asked if we needed any help and I asked him if he had any water.  He said no but he had some antifreeze.  He got it out of his trunk and opened my hood and used the entire gallon.  I offered to pay him back and wanted to thank him for helping us.  He would not hear of it.  He just looked at me and said,”Just do something nice for someone else.”  He asked me if we had far to go I told him where and he said that he would follow me into town because he was on his way to the hospital.  That man was no ordinary man, he was an angel.  We would not have made it home had God not sent him along that road to help us.  When Joe was able to come home he said that the pictures did not do justice to the damage.  Deer can really tear up a van.  I am officially an animal road killer.  During the past year I have killed birds, ducks, and now a deer.  Big or small they should stay off the road when I am driving.  I told Joe that there needs to be some kind of scent coming out of the exhaust to warn the animals that I am on the road.  Yea,me.

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