Hi everyone!

I give up! I’m not gonna serve Pork and Sauerkraut. No siree bob!  For over thirty plus years, I served this main dish because my ex mother-in-law did this. Her family was German, but my primary family wasn’t. I think I did it to please her. Maybe get the “Look at what my daughter-in-law does.”  Also, my children are part German, so they ate it on New Year’s Day.

All of this pork eaten and sauerkraut consumed didn’t happen to bring us prosperity. My present husband faced company closure about six times with lay offs blurring and amounting to numbers of times. Each year I faithfully served this dish.  This year a change is acommin’.  Oh yes, this frugal cook is going to be at work on New Year’s Day.

I’m having fried rice, ham and eggs and corn tortillas. Now you ask me what kind of luck is this going to bring? Well, let me see from what I found is rice eaten is suppose to bring good luck. Ham or pork believed by people in Cuba, Spain, Hungary and Austria symbolizes progress.  These animals never move backwards. While they are eating, they push their snouts forward. Did you know this? I didn’t.

Eggs are supposed to provide fertility. On second thought, I don’t need any more children. In fact, they’re all grown. Instead of becoming excited, I think I would cry a bucket full. Oh yes, God does have a sense of humor. Gee, I couldn’t even keep after the baby when it crawled let alone ran! However, I know there ain’t no chance of this, so we are having scrambled eggs.

Here is a recipe of FRIED RICE, HAM AND EGGS

To cook the rice our measurements are two cups of water to one cup of rice. So, if you want more double or triple it go right ahead.

Boil the water. I like to add butter into my rice, but you don’t have to. I add a little salt to the water. Add the rice to the boiling water. (Some people wash their rice to reduce the starch. I don’t.) The simpler the better.  Stir the rice in the water.

Turn down immediately the heat and cover the pot. Cook for twenty minutes. I found with gas, I have to keep an eye on it. Gas seems to heat faster and cool faster. Make sure the water is simmering a little. Twenty minutes later, voila, the rice is done.  Set the rice off the burner and stir it with a fork to fluff it up.

IN THE MEANTIME while the rice is cooking

Cut up the amount of ham you might want into cubes. We’ve sometimes buy the precooked ham slice in the grocery store, but I’m using some of the leftover ham from Christmas, I placed in the freezer. Fry the ham in any type of oil.

Cut up some onions-the amount you like to eat. Sautee them with the ham. Saves a little time.

Set them both aside in dishes or bowels.  Now break six or seven eggs into a bowl (for two or more people or as many eggs as desired) and whisk them. Then place them into a clean, frying pan along with a little butter or oil and cook.  Keep stirring until the eggs are scrambled and cooked. Add salt to taste. Some people add pepper, but we don’t.

Now take the cooked rice and place into a clean, frying pan with hot oil and begin frying. I like to try to get it crispy and have it a little brown. When the rice is fried, add the ham, onions, and eggs. Warm them. There you have it. Here is a little tidbit. Place the end of your wooden spoon in the oil. When the oil is hot, it will bubble around the end of the wooden spoon. Works every time.

Warm up some Corn Tortillas. Even baking power biscuits is good with it or Pillsbury biscuits. Here’s a suggestion you can make corn bread which is suppose to resemble nuggets of gold. I’m thinking anything corn. In this case, corn tortillas will resemble nuggets of gold. YIPPEEE!

Later, I’ll pop the day off with some Pickle Herring. The silvery color resembles coins, a good omen for future fortune. The eating of herring is found in Germany, Poland and Scandinavia. After all I am half Norwegian. Oh, my goodness, my husband and I are going to be rolling in money! Whoops, I better remember money is the root to all evil for many of us.

Later for dessert will have cuties. Again their shape looks like a coin. This eating of a rounded fruit for good luck is practiced in the Philippines and the United States.    

Now if this doesn’t do it then I don’t know what will. I’m kidding. I don’t believe in luck. God directs my path. My trust lies in Him and not over some food I eat.

I’m posting today because tomorrow is New Year’s Eve and is our anniversary. We are soon going to be married thirty-eight years. HAPPY NEW YEAR’S TO ALL OF YOU.  HAPPY ANNIVERSARY, MY LOVE. I hope we have at least another ten or fifteen years more of celebrated anniversaries. Bless you all.

Don’t forget if you do not know Jesus, BELIEVE Jesus is Lord, and He came to earth so all may be saved. He died on the cross and rose again. He is a living God. CONFESS your sins-those things you’ve done wrong. ACCEPT the gift of salvation. TELL someone. FIND a church that teaches and uses the Bible.

My next blog will be on January 2, Thursday Humor of the Week; January 3, Friday Scripture of the Week and then my usual blog on Sunday, January 5.  Take care. If you have any questions or comments drop me a line. I’d love to answer them or comment. Take care. sle





My husband says, “You attend a 12-step program to save your arse, and you go church to save your soul! I find this statement true. Amidst the jovial songs of Christmas and the songs about the birth of Jesus, family disturbances and unhappiness occur as the drunkard plays a major role in family dynamics.  

There is approximately eight out of ten people who have are either drunkards or who have been affected by someone‘s drinking. Yes, the word drunks is correct. Alcoholics are people in recovery. By this I mean, someone who has stopped drinking and is attending meetings to deal with his or her sick characteristics. They orginally admitted they couldn’t control or stop their drinking.


Here is a little history about Al-anon

Al-anon is almost as old as Alcoholics Anonymous (AA). Lois W, wife of Bob W and a friend of hers, Anne B started the group. In the formative years of AA, the wives and relatives of AA’s realized that they too could improve their lives by applying the spiritual principles of AA.

While the AA’s were attending their meetings, their loved ones often waited in their cars. Soon they started to come in from the cold and hold their own meetings to discuss their own common problems, while the AA’s were attending their group.

In 1951, Lois and Anne created a Clearing House Committee to service 87 inquirers and to coordinate and serve them. Through this effort, 56 groups responded. They chose the name of their groups from the first syllables of “Alcoholics Anonymous.” and they adopted the name Al-anon Family Groups.



After many years of drinking, my husband finally ended up at the Eisenhower Hospital in Colorado Springs, CO., which provided an intense program for people attempting to break the habit of drinking. Much to my surprise, I found out I was sick as well as my husband, I was told by a counselor I (ME, OF ALL THINGS) was just as sick as my drunkard husband.

Heck, I reasoned, I didn’t wake everyone up at two in the morning and chastise the family while the children sat on the couch with a traipsing back and forth in front of the family. Stumbling and wobbling in front of them with slurred words as my husband did.

Heck, I thought, this counselor didn’t know what she was talking about!


I ran our checking account up revenge for his drinking, so we didn’t have any money to pay bills. I had the kids count the number of empty beer bottles (His drink of choice) in the garage where he hid his empty bottles. Later, he told me that he kept his stash in the back of the toilet. He didn’t take the kids and run away as I did- more times than I can count on both hands. 

He didn’t scream at the poor, sick drunkard and tell me I was no good as I did. Though, I remember some of those events,  these memories are fading. This is what they are now, history whose memories create unhappiness. I choose to not remember these times.

My family rode the merry-go-round little did I realize it. We had make-up days after his drinking bouts which I took full advantage of. As time whent by, I decided to no longer abuse him. I did this because one does not hurt a sick person with a physical illness. He, after all had a mental illness just like me. I wanted off the carrousel! Al-anon did have some influence those earlier days though I wasn’t ready to accept the total message of the program.

Oh yes, this was me. However, a change occurred when I took Al-anon seriously. For many years, I attended Al-anon but didn’t feel like I belonged to it. I had to almost die because of a blotched surgery to realize I belonged in Al-anon and recognize my part in the Alcoholic family.


Step One – We admitted we were powerless over alcohol – that our lives had become unmanageable.

With this First Step, we admit that we did not cause, cannot control, and cannot cure the alcoholic, the disease of alcoholism, or the fact that this disease has affected us. We are powerless over alcohol – and its effects on us. By ourselves, we can do nothing to overcome the effects of this disease. In fact, our attempts to exert power over alcohol have made our life unmanageable

In spite of my husband’s statments, “I was the key to his stoping his drinking…this was hogwash. It would be like me blaming him for all my past and present unhappiness. Wrong! 


Oh my goodness no! You mean to tell me my children are sick too. You mean to tell me that asshole made them sick. (I use to think this, but now I love him so much!) I beg to say I contributed a huge portion to their illness. You mean to tell me all the members of a family plus close friends should attend Al-Anon. The answer is YUP!!!

Within my biological family, there is some drug abuse. However, I do not have their permission to discuss it. In my adopted family, the drug of choice is booze-wine. My mother suffers from this abuse, my maternal grandmother suffered from it and my grandmother’s grandfather  from abuse of alcohol.

I was sicker than my drunk now in recovery was. He now has twenty-seven years of sobriety. Me, I have been attending the rooms of recovery for four years. I’m a proud member of Al-Anon.  Have my children taken this disease seriously? Nope. They think they are well. Yet, I see all the classic character defects that I had and can slip into easily if I stop attending the meetings. The number one thing is for me is to not focus on their character defects. I need to focus on my problems.


If I’m lucky for the rest of my life. Well, I ever get well you ask? I can get better but never recover completely.  I came to the conclusion, I was sick before I met my husband. This is the reason for my attracting him. You see the disease of alcoholism is like being diagnosed with juvenile diabetes. You never recover, but you control it by using insulin and eating correctly. How I control my disease is to attend meetings, read my Al-anon books, call members when I’m in crises.

Let me tell you when I first attended Al-anon meetings I did so unwillingly. After all, I wasn’t the cause of all the chaos in our home. The cause was HIM!  His blasted drinking. Maybe I attended meetings to attempt to coerce my husband to attend AA. 

What’s that? Did I hear ask me if we co-dependents have crises? Yes, we do. In my case, I become negative and more negative. I become more depressed. I wallowed in my self pity, and finally, I had enough and reached out to the God of my understanding in this case He is Jesus and through His help and the guiding light of Al-anon, I  climbed out of my funk and begin to attend my meetings.

If you ask me if I’m happy? I can truthfully say most every day. I still experience my bad days. I still possess many of the sick character defects I was born with. On the other hand, I’m getting better. 

This is a two part series, I’m going to touch on some of the other defects of character I found out I, possess due to this disease.

Take care. Remember Jesus saves.  All you have to do is BELIEVE in Him that He died on the cross and arose again. He is a living God. CONFESS your sins or the things you did wrong. ACCEPT THE gift. TELL someone and ATTEND a church that preaches the Bible. John 3:16 “For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son that whosoever belives in Him should not perish  but have ever lasting life.”

God bless you all. I’d love for someone to leave a message and let me know how you feel about what I wrote about. Do you have any questions about Al-anon? I’ll be glad to answer them.

My next blog is going to be tomorrow Monday, December 30 Food eaten at end of the year. January 2, 2014, Thursday, Humor of the week; January 3, Friday, Scripture of the week; finally, my usual blog on January 5, Sunday. Take care. sle




Can you believe it?  Christmas and all the hubbub is over! I hope your Christmas was rich and filled with love. Material things can not replace the abounding love that comes from our Savior.  Though life may have its disappointments, praise the Lord. 

Psalm 106:1

“Praise the Lord! Oh give thanks to the Lord, for he is good, for his steadfast love endures forever.”

For a while my husband and I felt a perceived coolness from our adult children. We didn’t understand their behavior. However, I knew I needed to keep my focus on Christ and in all things give Him thanks for their health, their jobs and the blessings he bestowed on them.

We also thanked him for a roof over our head and food in the refrigerator though we faced many financial challenges and disappointments in the last year: a loss of a job; uncertanity about where we were going to live with a roof over our head; my husband’s ongoing health issues; financial issues and the list can continues. 

A few years ago, I would have ask Jesus why. Why did He let my husband get sick? Why did He have us in a place I didn’t really like? However, the Jesus tells me to in all things give thanks.

Let me tell you what He’s done for us this Christmas. He gave us wonderful friends who care about us, and we love them. He gave us a church family who pray for us and even offered us good fellowship, and I’m sure a scrumptous Christmas dinner by church friends. Most of all, He answered my prayers to begin the impetus of healing family relationships. We spent a fantastic Christmas  with them.  Yes, the Lord is good and He is steadfast in His love which endures forever. So, no amount of money would heal my broken heart, but Jesus is willing at the right time to begin the process of mending wounds. All we have to do is believe He will. This is called faith.

For those of you who do not know him I hope and pray you do not let a minute go by without asking Him to come into your lives. Though you may walk through the shadows of death and evil, you do not have to fear evil nor death for He protects you.  I John 1: 9 “If we confess our sins, He is faithful and just to forgive us our sins and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness.” John 3:16 “For God so loved the world that He gave His only forgotten Son that whosoever believes in Him shall not perish but have ever lasting life.” BELIEVE He is the Lord and came to earth to seek and save. He died on the cross for me and you. He arose again. He is a living God. CONFESS YOUR SINS-the things you’ve done wrong in your life. ACCEPT the Gift. TELL someone you just accepted Christ into your life and find a good church that preaches the gospel- a church that believes in the whole Bible.

God bless you all. If you have any questions, I’d love for you to leave me a line or two. How was your Christmas? I loved to hear about your holiday.  Take care. The next blog is going to be on Sunday, December 29, my usual blog.  I must apologize to you we ended up being away an extra day, and I wasn’t able to post my blog as stated. Take care. sle




Hi all!

Well it’s Monday, and the day I post my recipe of the week. Here is one; I thought might be fun to make with the kids either before Christmas if you have the time or after Christmas. As you see the name of the cookies recipe is called Christmas Snowballs. For those children born in some of the Southern States, California and maybe Hawaii or Arizona, many kids have not seen snow. So, Mommy or Daddy you might have to explain what snow is. Believe it or not when we lived in California, when our kids were little, they had never seen snow, and we had to explain to them what it was. How it felt and what it looked like when it fell from the sky. Of course this is long ago,

I suggest make some nice hot chocolate. You know the kind you find on the back of the Hershey’s container. To me, this makes the best.

Now if you are planing on baking these little gems before Christmas, play some Christmas music. My kids and I loved to sing “The Twelve Days of Christmas.” I can remember one of us getting stumped with what the next verse was suppose to be. There was always one smarty in the bunch who remembered the next stanza. I assure you it was not me. We’d laugh and giggle when we tried to remember the next few words and often make up our own which lead to even greater laughter.  We’d sing many of the other Christmas songs with me singing alto. Sometimes, my husband sang along, but at this time he didn’t quite know the English words or perhaps the tune as well.



Prep time: 10 minutes

Cook time: 35 minutes

Yield: Makes about 20 cookies.

You can make these cookies with wild black walnuts, pecans, hazelnuts, hickory or butternuts.


1 cup all-purpose or cake flour

1 1/2 cups walnuts, finely chopped

2-3 Tbsp sugar

1 teaspoon vanilla extract

1/2 cup of butter ( One stick of butter at room temperature)

Pinch of salt

Powdered sugar, to coat (about 1 cup)


1. Preheat the oven to 300°F and prepare a large cookie sheet. For precautions: Use Baking paper sheets so the cookies don’t stick. Unless, you have a no stick cookies sheet.

2. Mix all the dry ingredients (flour, walnuts, salt, sugar) in a large bowl. Add the vanilla extract. Add the butter in little pieces, and combine everything together with your (clean!) hands until the mixture looks like a coarse meal with nut bits in it.

3. Form the dough into small balls no larger than a walnut and place on the cookie sheet, spaced at least an inch apart from each other. Here is where the fun begins let the children help in making t these cookies into little balls. It doesn’t matter if the cookies are perfectly round. However, I might keep any eye on the size of the cookie. Due to cooking time.

4. Bake for 35 minutes. When they are still warm, but cool enough to touch, roll the cookies in some powdered sugar. Set aside on a rack to cool completely. When cool, dust again in powdered sugar. What’s more fun than having those busy little hands rolling the cookies in powdered sugar. I’m sure unless a dishtowel is tied around their necks (maybe this is a bit old fashion, but it works.) their clothes are going to have to go directly to the wash. 

Perhaps, the sweeping of the floor might be needed unless you lay newspapers under their chairs, so whatever accidental spill they make can be picked up in nothing flat. Its this easy and popping in the mouth good.

Coincidentally, I suggest keep the dog out of the kitchen or it will be begging for some of those cookie and walnuts are not good for them at all! 

Grab some of those marshmallow and dunk them in the hot, steamy rich, hot chocolate, you made earlier. I can smell it now. For those of us who are dealing with the warmer temperatures, we can always make the degrees inside the house cooler with our air conditioners. Hmm, this cookie might run a little expensive then. I like hot chocolate anytime except during the summer.

Merry Christmas. Remember Jesus is the reason for the season. For those who don’t know Him. BELIEVE Jesus came to earth to seek and save that which was lost. BELIEVE he died on the cross to save you and me. CONFESS with your mouth that you have sinned and errored in your behavior and life. ACCEPT the gift. TELL someone. FIND a  church that teaches and believes in the whole Bible.

John 3:16 “For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten self, that who soever believes in Him should not perish but have ever lasting life.”

My next blog will be on Tuesday, December 24, Christmas Humor on Friday, December 27 Bible scripture for the week and then on  December 29 my usual blog. sle






Since this Sunday is my last blog before Christmas, I decided to touch on gifts of love and kindness I’ve received from people down through the years, and in the present.

Many years ago, I think maybe we were married seven or eight years. I separated from my second husband, (Don’t be alarmed it was only for a short time.) I took my children, and we traveled to my home state,Washington State where my parents lived. We stayed in a little camper owned by my parents.  I found a job almost immediately, but waiting on the paycheck seemed an eternity. At this time, I smoked. 

My neighbors, who were also staying in a camper parked next to us , introduced themselves to me. I found out she liked sugar in her coffee, and she could not afford to buy any. She, in turn, found out I smoked, and I could not afford to buy them because my children needed to eat. 

Every morning, I would give her sugar for her coffee and in exchange she gave me cigarettes for the day.  For a smoker, this was a wonderful gift.

The husband of the lady who lived next store to us, also, when I decided to go back to my husband because I decided I really loved him, checked out my car from inside and out from end to end to make sure I wasn’t going to face any car problems. Of course, he did not charge me. Another gift of care and friendship.

Another time is when my husband and I were going to move into an townhouse with our younger children, and we had to wait until the first of the month. His friends, Gary and Barbara offered  us a place to stay. We actually asked them if we could shower there, and we’d stay inside our camper. But, they insisted we stay with them. Their kindness they displayed was beautiful. 

Recently, our friends, John and Susie, knew we were short on money this Christmas because of medical expenses and  car repairs, treated us to two Christmas events. One was to a Christmas concert, and the other was to take us to Stephen Foster National Park of Christmas Festival Of Lights.

Their treat and their car. On top of this, they gave  my husband and I a Christmas gift. Truly, their love of friendship and the Christmas spirit blessed our hearts.  

Another friend,  Barbara, whom you heard mention by me before in my blog, told me she’d pay for our gas to come to her house for Christmas. She said Christmas wasn’t Christmas without sharing.

This came from a lady on a fixed income wanting to share with us. Again, the beauty of good friendship and sweetness is a privilege to have her as our friend.

Now our granddaughter has offered to pick us up and drive two and a half hours to their house to either stay over at their house on the 25th and celebrate Christmas with the whole family on the 26th or she would drive us four ways back and forth to Apopka and home again.

How fortunate we are to have a loving, caring granddaughter. Thank you Amber for being such a wonderful person. Thank you for your love and your care. We love you!

These are only a few examples of the kindness and gifts of love given to us by acquaintances, friends, and family. So to you my followers and readers, MERRY CHRISTMAS. God bless you . May the spirit of Christmas not only exist in your hearts on Christmas Day but all year long.

Remember Jesus loves you and gave of Himself so all might have eternal life. BELIEVE He came to earth  as a baby. He chose to do this.  BELIEVE He died on the cross for your sins. CONFESS with your mouth your wrongs. ACCEPT the Gift. Every and any day can be Christmas. TELL someone. FIND a church of believers that preaches and believe in the whole Bible.

My next blog is going to be on  Monday,  December  23,  Christmas Recipe: Tuesday, December 24, Humor; December 27, Scripture and on Sunday, December  29, my usual blog. Take care everyone. John 3:16  “For God so love the world that He gave his only begotten son that whosoever believes in Him should not perish, but have ever lasting life.”   

What about you have you experienced acts of kindness by strangers, friends or family? I loved to read about it. If you have any quetions, please ask. sle




Well hello everyone! This blog contains a couple of heart warming, Christmas storY plus a personal Crhistmas story. 

Here is a Christmas story that brought tears to my eyes. I think if my circumstances had been different, I would have liked to adopt a handful of children. Here’s one child I wish I could have taken home and given him the hugs, kisses, and the “I love yous.”  I found this on a web site and had to post it. This I believe occurred in Russia.


It was nearing the holiday season, 1994, time for our orphans to hear, for the first time, the traditional story of Christmas. We told them about Mary and Joseph arriving in Bethlehem. Where they found no room in the inn, and the couple went to a stable. Where the baby Jesus was born, then they placed Him in a manger.

Throughout the story, the children and orphanage staff sat in amazement as they listened. Some sat on the edges of their stools, trying to grasp every word. After completing the story, we gave the children three small pieces of cardboard to make a crude manger. Each child was given a small paper square, which was cut from yellow napkins I had brought with me. No colored paper was available in the city.

Following instructions, the children tore the paper and carefully laid strips in the manger for straw. Small squares of flannel, cut from a worn-out nightgown an American lady was throwing away as she left Russia, were used for the baby’s blanket. A doll-like baby was cut from tan felt we had brought from the U.S.

The orphans were busy assembling their manger as I walked among them to see if they needed any help. All went well until I got to one table where little Misha sat.

He looked to be about six-years-old, and he’d finished his project. As I looked at the little boy’s manger, I was startled to see not one, but two babies in the manger. Quickly, I called for the translator to ask the boy why he placed two babies in the manger.

With his arms crossed, he looked at his completed manger scene, and began to repeat the story. After only hearing the Christmas story repeated once, and for such a young boy, named Misha recited the whole Christmas story. He came to the part where Mary put the baby Jesus in the manger. Then Misha started to ad-lib.

He made up his own ending to the story as he said,

“… when Maria laid the baby in the manger, Jesus looked at me and asked me if I had a place to stay. I told him I have no mamma, and I have no papa, so I don’t have any place to stay.

Then Jesus told me, I could stay with him. But I told him I couldn’t, because I didn’t have a gift to give him like everybody else did. But I wanted to stay with Jesus so much, so I thought about what I had that maybe I could use for a gift. I thought maybe if I kept him warm, that would be a good gift.

So I asked Jesus, if I keep you warm will that be a good enough gift?’ And Jesus told me, ‘If you keep me warm, get into the manger, and then Jesus looked at me and told me I could stay with him ~ for always.”

As little Misha finished his story, his eyes brimmed full of tears that fell down his little cheeks. He put his hand over his face, his head dropped to the table and his little shoulders shook as he sobbed and sobbed.

The little orphan had found someone who would never abandon nor abuse him, someone who would stay with him ~ for always.

I’ve learned that it’s not what you have in your life, but who you have in your life that counts. “Be joyful always; pray continually; give in all circumstances, for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus.” (I Thes. 5:16-18)

What gifts would you bring to the manger?


Here is another Christmas story to remind me to treasure what I receive. My youngest adult daughter one Christmas gave me a picture frame. A non-descript, brown wood frame. However, what was supposed to be in it was a drawn picture of their family. According to her, the picture didn’t turn out right, and she felt she needed to do it over again. Little did she realize I would have cherished this picture just like all the Christmas ornaments each of my children made at various times of their life which I hang with pride every year on our Christmas tree. To me these gifts are like the magi gave to baby Jesus. They are more precious than frankincense and myrrh.


Now the items are a little dilapidated. After all, at least thirty-five to forty years have passed. These ornament traveled with me across the country at six different times as we lived in various states.

Among the ornaments I treasure is the Santa Claus, my son Jon must have hand crocheted now a little worse for wear. There is the clothes pin reindeer now missing the eyes and other items that I so lovingly placed on our tree. My oldest daughter, Sonya needle pointed a candle representing the flame of Jesus’ love.  Then there are the gifts for the tree again received by older mature hands. Another needle point ornament made by my oldest daughter. Christmas decorated balls made by my youngest daughter, Cherie

Each decoration I hang, I do so with care and remember their voices as children. I remember the various squabbles and laugh to myself. “Jon,  might have cried out Sony, punched me.” or Sonya might of said, “Mom, Cherie got into my Barbie Doll stuff,” and then there was “Mommy, Jon and Sonya won’t play with me,” as tears fell from her sad, brown eyes.   I remember the games played at Christmas. Oh those were good times even in the worst times.

A lump forms and a few tears fill my eyes. God gave each of these children as loaners for a short time. I’m thankful He allowed me to have them. I can’t go back, but I do have my memories that no one can erase. They are grown now and each of them is celebrating Christmas in their own way.

You ask do I miss those times and the presence of my young children? Yes, I do. What I’m proud of is they grew up knowing about Jesus. They grew up to become responsible adults who raised my grandchildren. Someday, they too will place those ornaments made by their children’s hands on the Christmas tree and recall their yesterdays.

So, this I say first of thank you God for letting me have three, beautiful children. Thank you Sonya, Jon and Cherie for letting me be your mommy of long ago and now your mother. I love you, all. Disagreements, hurt feelings might exist between us, but no matter what, you are my children, and no one can take this away.

Forty one years ago, a little girl was born and I named her Cherie. She came home in a Christmas stocking. I loved her the minute I set my eyes on her.


May you each, my children have a Merry Christmas. Remember Jesus is the reason for the Season. Now for you my readers and followers, may I ask you to please cherish every moment you have with your children. Cherish the bad times and the good times. 

For those of you who do not understand the Christmas story, Jesus came into this world to seek and save those which were lost. He saved me from self destruction, misery and a lack of forgiveness of myself. May you find Him. John 3:16 “For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son that whosoever believes in Him might not perish but have ever lasting life.

BELIEVE, He came into this world and ASK Him to come into your life and remove your sins. ACCEPT the gift. TELL someone. FIND a church which preaches the Bible.

Once again Merry Christmas. I’ll post my blog on December 22 on Sunday.  sle





Hi All,

The Days of Christmas are flipping from one day to the next. Soon, Christmas is going to be here. I decided to post the Old Testament verses and the New Testament verses which parallel each other. I find this remarkable that these great prophets wrote about the coming of our Lord Jesus over a thousand years before Jesus was born. Now, His story of His birth still rings true.

What upsets me the most is this lost world. For some reason, humans grab for religions and beliefs that appear far fetched to me. One example is every living thing is a god. This closely resembles the belief of the Egyptians. If they stubbed a rock or kicked it, they would say, “Oh, I’m sorry little rock. I kicked you.” Man worships men who supposedly were given inspirations from God such as Mormonism, Jehovah Witnesses who don’t celebrate Christmas. Those who worship idols like Buddha or all the gods of Hinduism. How sad. The story of Jesus is simple, but the might behind His living is beyond comprehension.

I’ve witnessed many people’s lives changed due to acceptance of Christ into their lives. My life was changed. I have a long ways to go, but there was a time all I wanted to do was shrivel up and become non existence. Despite the troubles my husband and I face, I don’t want to die. I might not like the difficulties I’m facing at this time; I know Jesus has a reason. I have Him to lean on. My husband right now has been experiencing ill health. He has seen at least six doctors who issued one test after another with no results of telling us what his health issues are.

He has yet, to see another two doctors. I know there are hundreds if not thousands of people, who suffer tremendous health difficulties, but as the wife, who loves her husband with every being, this is difficult to watch a man lose twenty or thirty pounds which he could not afford to lose.

He is an inspiration to me because of His strong belief in Jesus. Every day he puts a smile and tells me, “Every day is a gift.”  He has a quiet belief. Jose does not go out on the street corner talking about his beliefs, but lives his religious convictions. I feel proud to know him and to be his wife.

I guess what I’m saying I feel sorry for those atheists, agnostics and those too complacent to accept God’s great and wonderful gift. I feel sorry for those people who just don’t get it. GOD IS GREAT, AND HE IS GOOD!

Here are the Bible verses which tell about Jesus’s arrival.  I sit and marvel of these predictions. 

Please tell your children about Jesus and His birth. However, this is not the whole story. He was born. He lived and performed miracles. He died and rose again. Hallelujah, what a wonderful Savior we have. Might I suggest, let them ask questions. They have so many outside influences. Their minds can be easily manipulated. Fight the fight parents and grandparents and give the gift of Jesus’s story to your most precious commodity.


Isaiah 7:14: Therefore the Lord himself will give you a sign: The virgin will be with child and will give birth to a son, and will call him Immanuel.
Matthew 1:22-23: All this took place to fulfill what the Lord had said through the prophet: ‘The virgin will be with child and will give birth to a son, and they will call him Immanuel’–which means, ‘God with us.’

Micah 5:2: But you, Bethlehem Ephrathah, though you are small among the clans of Judah, out of you will come for me one who will be ruler over Israel, whose origins are from of old, from ancient times.
Matthew 2:1 After Jesus was born in Bethlehem in Judea, during the time of King Herod, Magi from the east came to Jerusalem.

Jeremiah 31:15: This is what the Lord says: ‘A voice is heard in Ramah, mourning and great weeping, Rachel weeping for her children and refusing to be comforted, because her children are no more.’
Matthew 2:16-18: When Herod realized that he had been outwitted by the Magi, he was furious, and he gave orders to kill all the boys in Bethlehem and its vicinity who were two years old and under, in accordance with the time he had learned from the Magi. Then what was said through the prophet Jeremiah was fulfilled: ‘A voice is heard in Ramah, weeping and great mourning, Rachel weeping for her children and refusing to be comforted, because they are no more.’

Hosea 11:1: When Israel was a child, I loved him, and out of Egypt I called my son.
Matthew 2:14-15 So he got up, took the child and his mother during the night and left for Egypt, where he stayed until the death of Herod. And so was fulfilled what the Lord had said through the prophet: ‘Out of Egypt I called my son.’

Other General Prophecies Concerning His Life 

Isaiah 9:6-7: For to us a child is born, to us a son is given, and the government will be on his shoulders. And he will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace. Of the increase of his government and peace there will be no end. He will reign on David’s throne and over his kingdom, establishing and upholding it with justice and righteousness from that time on and forever. The zeal of the Lord Almighty will accomplish this.

Genesis 22:17-18 [Spoken to Abraham]: I will surely bless you and make your descendants as numerous as the stars in the sky and as the sand on the seashore. Your descendants will take possession of the cities of their enemies, and through your offspring all nations on earth will be blessed, because you have obeyed me.”

Psalm 72:17: May his name endure forever; may it continue as long as the sun. All nations will be blessed through him, and they will call him blessed.


Take care. God bless you all. Merry Christmas. Remember Jesus is the reason for the season. For those of you who don’t know Him, stop what you are doing read John 3:16. “For God so loved the world that He gave His only forgotten Son that whosoever believes in Him shall not perish.

First BELIEVE Jesus is Lord. CONFESS YOUR SINS-the things performed you are ashamed off committing. ACCEPT the gift of salvation and His gift. TELL someone and FIND a church which teaches the Bible.

Please, please if you have any questions send me a message. I can give you my email. I look forward to comments any of you might have and hope you will leave me some. What do you think of what I have written? I’d love to discuss this with you. 

My next blog is going to be Seasonal humor, tomorrow, December 20 and my usual blog on December 22.

In closing,I want to add may the Lord bless those people who stand up for the truths of the Bible such as in what occurred in Ducks Dynasty. Mr. Phil Robertson is a torch light in the world of darkness!