To Help or Not To Help.....that is the question.......

This is an email I received today....it may be a true story or it may not be.......nevertheless it touched my heart and I want to pass it on....Betty


Psalm 55:22 --- you really need to read this.
'Friends are God's way of taking care of us.'
This was written by a Metro Denver Hospice Physician:

I was driving home from a meeting this evening about 5, stuck in traffic on Colorado Blvd., and the car started to choke and splutter and die - I barely managed to coast, cursing, into a gas station, glad only that I would not be blocking traffic and would have a somewhat warm spot to wait for the tow truck. It wouldn't even turn over. Before I could make the call, I saw a woman walking out of the 'quickie mart ' building, and it looked like she slipped on some ice and fell into a Gas pump, so I got out to see if she was okay

When I got there, it looked more like she had been overcome by sobs than that she had fallen; she was a young woman who looked really haggard with dark circles under her eyes. She dropped something as I helped her up, and I picked it up to give it to her. It was a nickel.

At that moment, everything came into focus for me: the crying woman, the ancient Suburban crammed full of stuff with 3 kids in the back (1 in a car seat), and the gas pump reading $4.95.

I asked her if she was okay and if she needed help, and she just kept saying ' don't want my kids to see me crying,' so we stood on the other side of the pump from her car. She said she was driving to California and that things were very hard for her right now. So I asked, 'And you were praying?' That made her back a away ay from me a little, but I assured her I was not a crazy person and said, 'He heard you, and He sent me.'

I took out my card and swiped it through the card reader on the pump so she could fill up her car completely, and while it was fuelling, walked to the next door McDonald's and bought 2 big bags of food, some gift certificates for more, and a big cup of coffee. She gave the food to the kids in the
car, who attacked it like wolves, and we stood by the pump eating fries and talking a little.

She told me her name, and that she lived in Kansas City Her boyfriend left 2 months ago and she had not been able to make ends meet. She knew she wouldn't have money to pay rent Jan 1, and finally in desperation had finally called her parents, with whom she had not spoken in about 5 years. They lived in California and said she could come live with them and try to get on her feet there.

So she packed up everything she owned in the car. She told the kids they were going to California for Christmas, but not that they were going to live there.

I gave her my gloves, a little hug and said a quick prayer with her for safety on the road. As I was walking over to my car, she said, 'So, are you like an angel or something?'

This definitely made me cry. I said, 'Sweetie, at this time of year angels are really busy, so sometimes God uses regular people.'

It was so incredible to be a part of someone else's miracle. And of course, you guessed it, when I got in my car it started right away and got me home with no problem. I'll put it in the shop tomorrow to check, but I suspect the mechanic won't find anything wrong.

Sometimes the angels fly close enough to you that you can hear the fl utter of their wings...

Psalms 55:22 'Cast thy burden upon the Lord, and He shall sustain thee. He shall never suffer the righteous to be moved.'
Here is the prayer:

'Father, I ask You to bless my children, grandchildren, friends, relatives and email buddies reading this right now. Show them a new revelation of your love and power. Holy Spirit, I ask You to minister to their spirit this very moment. Where there is pain, give them Your peace and mercy. Where there is self doubt, release a renewed confidence through Your grace, In Jesus' precious name. Amen.'

Bubba's Shingles....

This tickled my funny bone....hope it does yours...Betty


Bubba walked into a doctor's office and the receptionist asked him what
he had. Bubba said: "Shingles." So she wrote down his name, address, medical
insurance number and told him to have a seat.

Fifteen minutes later a nurse's aide came out and asked Bubba what he had.

Bubba said, "Shingles." So she wrote down his height, weight, a complete
medical history and told Bubba to wait in the examining room.

A half hour later a nurse came in and asked Bubba what he had. Bubba said,
"Shingles." So the nurse gave Bubba a blood test, a blood pressure test, an
electrocardiogram, and told Bubba to take off all his clothes and wait for
the doctor.

An hour later the doctor came in and found Bu bba sitting patiently in the
nude and asked Bubba what he had. Bubba said, "Shingles." The doctor asked,
"Where?"

Bubba said, "Outside on the truck. Where do you want me to unload 'em?"

Happy Thanksgiving!

Happy Thanksgiving to everyone...........we have so much to be thankful for and take so many blessings for granted.....our family will pause Thursday and be mindful of God's graciousness to us. We are expecting 27 of our immediate family to join us at 6:00 pm to share our Thanksgiving meal.....

My prayer for all my blogging friends is that you have a peaceful, blessed day with those you love.........and that we all remember those brave men and women on foreign soil who stand for the freedom of all people........

Show and Tell Friday.......Ann and Andy

Can you believe it is Friday again and time for Show and Tell over at Kelli's? Head on over to see who is participating........

Many years ago, probably 30 years, my friend, Pat, was creating a wonderful surprise Christmas gift for her very young daughter.......Ann and Andy....Each time I visited and saw Pat working on them, I ooohed and awwwd over her handiwork.......

At Christmas, when Pat and I exchanged our gifts, I could not imagine what could possible be in my humongous box. Excitedly, I opened my gift.........I spied red hair...could it be? YES, Pat had also made me Ann and Andy........

My children were young when I received them. People visiting in our home would comment that they like the girls' Ann and Andy. I would laughed and replied, "They're mine."

Ann and Andy have brought pleasure to so many little girls as well as boys.....They are about 25 inches tall.
They sit in a little rocking chair in a guest bedroom.....resting.........because with an under-two-year-old grandson, they'll be entertaining and bringing happiness once again......thank you dear friend Pat.........I apologize for not straightening Ann's blue print dress........she will be appalled when she sees the pictures........

Cassia Tree or in the South....Peanut Tree....Last rose of summer......

Well, here it is Friday and that means.....Show and Tell over at Kelli's..........


I know I've shown lots of flowers but with winter approaching, all the pretty flowers will be no more , so today I want to show you my Cassia Tree or in the south sometimes called the 'Peanut Tree'. The leaves do look very similar to peanut leaves....you know, peanut plants that peanut butter is made of........

A close up look at the beautiful yellow blooms........
The last rose of summer....a gorgeous deep pink......the tag is gone so I don't know the name.....