Thursday, May 31, 2007

Worries...

I saw this picture online and thought ...this is the way to begin my topic today :)


Why worry about tomorrow?
You know when God tells us not to be anxious about anything...and to not worry about tomorrow....He knows what He is talking about.

With so many changes about to occur in my life with Mike coming home tomorrow night and retiring from the military, I very easily started to slip into this worry state. I started to worry about the "what if's" and then it dawned on me...what am I doing? My worries had NOTHING to do with today at all. The "what if's " might not even happen so why even spend a moment of my energies on it. I have enough today to think about....

So, I am trying to not even worry about anything past today.

God is good and He will provide what we need so I need to put my trust in Him in all things.
I can take all things to God in prayer and leave my worries with Him.


On another note, Mike should arrive home FOR GOOD around midnight tomorrow night. I can't believe it!!!!

Our family will be whole again.

Today I finish up the cleaning of the house at our old place. I should be able to turn over the keys to the neighbor by tomorrow night.

Today is also a pampering day for me.

YES!!!!!!!

bye bye

Wednesday, May 30, 2007

Excellent Article

I'm posting on here an article that was forwarded to me by Mike. Its excellent!





This letter was written by Charles Grennel and his comrades who are veterans of the Global War on Terror. Grennel is an Army Reservist who spent two years in Iraq and was a principal in putting together the first Iraq elections, January of 2005.

It was written to Jill Edwards, a student at the University of Washington who did not want to honor Medal of Honor winner USMC Colonel Greg Boyington. Ms. Edwards and other students (and faculty) do not think those who serve in the U.S. armed services are good role models.

To: Edwards, Jill (student, UW) Subject: Sheep, Wolves and Sheepdogs

Miss Edwards, I read of your student activity regarding the proposed memorial to Col. Greg Boyington, USMC and a Medal of Honor winner. I suspect you will receive a bellyful of angry e-mails from conservative folks like me.

You may be too young to appreciate fully the sacrifices of generations of servicemen and servicewomen on whose shoulders you and your fellow students stand. I forgive you for the untutored ways of youth and your naiveté. It may be that you are, simply, a sheep. There’s no dishonor in being a sheep as long as you know and accept what you are.

William J. Bennett, in a lecture to the United States Naval Academy November 24, 1997 said: Most of the people in our society are sheep. They are kind, gentle, productive creatures who can only hurt one another by accident. We may well be in the most violent times in history, but violence is still remarkably rare. This is because most citizens are kind, decent people who are not capable of hurting each other, except by accident or under extreme provocation. They are sheep.

Then there are the wolves and the wolves feed on the sheep without mercy. Do you believe there are wolves out there who will feed on the flock without mercy? You better believe it. There are evil men in this world and they are capable of evil deeds. The moment you forget that or pretend it is not so, you become a sheep. There is no safety in denial.

Then there are sheepdogs and I'm a sheepdog. I live to protect the flock and confront the wolf. If you have no capacity for violence then you are a healthy productive citizen, a sheep. If you have a capacity for violence and no empathy for your fellow citizens, then you have defined an aggressive sociopath: a wolf. But what if you have a capacity for violence, and a deep love for your fellow citizens?

What do you have then? A sheepdog, a warrior, someone who is walking the uncharted path. Someone who can walk into the heart of darkness, into the universal human phobia, and walk out unscathed.

We know that the sheep live in denial; that is what makes them sheep. They do not want to believe that there is evil in the world. They can accept the fact that fires can happen, which is why they want fire extinguishers, fire sprinklers, fire alarms and fire exits throughout their kids schools. But many of them are outraged at the idea of putting an armed police officer in their kid’s school. Our children are thousands of times more likely to be killed or seriously injured by school violence than fire, but the sheep’s only response to the possibility of violence is denial. The idea of someone coming to kill or harm their child is just too hard, and so they chose the path of denial.

The sheep generally do not like the sheepdog. He looks a lot like the wolf. He has fangs and the capacity for violence. The difference, though, is that the sheepdog must not, can not, and will not ever harm the sheep. Any sheep dog who intentionally harms the lowliest little lamb will be punished and removed. The world cannot work any other way, at least not in a representative democracy or a republic such as ours. Still, the sheepdog disturbs the sheep. He is a constant reminder that there are wolves in the land. They would prefer that he didn't
tell them where to go, or give them traffic tickets, or stand at the ready in our airports, in camouflage fatigues, holding an M-16. The sheep would much rather have the sheepdog cash in his fangs, spray paint himself white, and go, Baa. Until the wolf shows up; then the entire flock tries desperately to hide behind one lonely sheepdog.

The students, the victims, at Columbine High School were big, tough high school students, and under ordinary circumstances they would not have had the time of day for a police officer. They were not bad kids; they just had nothing to say to a cop. When the school was under attack, however, and SWAT teams were clearing the rooms and hallways, the officers had to physically peel those clinging, sobbing kids off of them.

This is how the little lambs feel about their sheepdog when the wolf is at the door. Look at what happened after September 11, 2001 when the wolf pounded hard on the door. Remember how America, more than ever before, felt differently about their law enforcement officers and military personnel? Understand that there is nothing morally superior about being a sheepdog; it is just what you choose to be. Also understand that a sheepdog is a funny critter: He is always sniffing around out on the perimeter, checking the breeze, barking at things that go bump in the night, and yearning for a righteous battle. That is, the young sheepdogs yearn for a righteous battle. The old sheepdogs are a little older and wiser, but they move to the sound of the guns when needed, right along with the young ones.

Here is how the sheep and the sheepdog think differently. The sheep pretend the wolf will never come, but the sheepdog lives for that day. After the attacks on September 11, 2001, most of the sheep, that is, most citizens in America said, Thank God I wasn't on one of those planes. The sheepdogs, the warriors, said, Dear God, I wish I could have been on one of those planes. Maybe I could have made a difference. You want to be able to make a difference. There is nothing morally superior about the sheepdog, the warrior, but he does have one real advantage. Only one. And that is that he is able to survive and thrive in an environment that destroys 98 percent of the population.

There was research conducted a few years ago with individuals convicted of violent crimes. These cons were in prison for serious, predatory crimes of violence: assaults, murders and killing law enforcement officers. The vast majority said that they specifically targeted victims by body language: slumped walk, passive behavior and lack of awareness. They chose their victims like big cats do in Africa, when they select one out of the herd that is least able to protect itself.

Some people may be destined to be sheep and others might be genetically primed to be wolves or sheepdogs. But I believe that most people can choose which one they want to be, and I'm proud to say that more and more Americans are choosing to become sheepdogs.

Seven months after the attack on September 11, 2001, Todd Beamer was honored in his hometown of Cranbury, New Jersey. Todd, as you recall, was the man on Flight 93 over Pennsylvania who called on his cell phone to alert an operator from United Airlines about the hijacking. When they learned of the other three passenger planes that had been used as weapons, Todd and the other passengers confronted the terrorist hijackers. In one hour, a transformation occurred among the passengers, athletes, business people and parents from sheep to sheepdogs and together they fought the wolves, ultimately saving an unknown number of lives on the ground.

There is no safety for honest men except by believing all possible evil of evil men. ~Edmund Burke
Only the dead have seen the end of war. ~Plato

Here is the point I like to emphasize, especially to the thousands of police officers and soldiers I speak to each year. In nature the sheep, real sheep, are born as sheep. Sheepdogs are born that way, and so are wolves.

They didn't have a choice.

But you are not a critter. As a human being, you can be whatever you want to be. It is a conscious, moral decision. If you want to be a sheep, then you can be a sheep and that is okay, but you must understand the price you pay. When the wolf comes, you and your loved ones are going to die if there is not a sheepdog there to protect you. If you want to be a wolf, you can be one, but the sheepdogs are going to hunt you down and you will never have rest, safety, trust or love.

But if you want to be a sheepdog and walk the warriors path, then you must make a conscious and moral decision every day to dedicate, equip and prepare yourself to thrive in that toxic, corrosive moment when the wolf comes knocking at the door.

This business of being a sheep or a sheep dog is not a yes-no dichotomy. It is not an all-or-nothing, either-or choice. It is a matter of degrees, a continuum. On one end is an abject, head-in-the-sand-sheep and on the other end is the ultimate warrior. Few people exist completely on one end or the other. Most of us live somewhere in between.

Since 9-11 almost everyone in America took a step up that continuum, away from denial. The sheep took a few steps toward accepting and appreciating their warriors and the warriors started taking their job more seriously. It's ok to be a sheep, but do not kick the sheep dog. Indeed, the sheep dog may just run a little harder, strive to protect a little better and be fully prepared to pay an ultimate price in battle and spirit with the sheep moving from baa to thanks.

We do not call for gifts or freedoms beyond our lot. We just need a small pat on the head, a smile and a thank you to fill the emotional tank which is drained protecting the sheep. And when our number is called by The Almighty, and day retreats into night, a small prayer before the heavens just may be in order to say thanks for letting you continue to be a sheep. And be grateful for the thousands, millions of American sheepdogs who permit you the freedom to express even bad ideas.

Tuesday, May 29, 2007

Remembering...

At least 110 U.S. troops have been killed in May. And with these deaths, at least 3,460 members of the military have died since the beginning of the Iraq war in March 2003.


Those numbers are horrible.
Everyone, take time as often as you can, to pray for the soldiers that die for our freedom, and the freedom of others. Remember, its not just them, its their families, their friends and those who are impacted by their deaths.

As a wife of a US Navy Chief, I know part of the price that is paid for our freedom. You can ask me or my kids the sacrifices we've had to make with Mike serving our country for the past 20 years.

But we all must do our part. I believe we don't all have to be in the military to serve our country. We can all do our own part. Send cards to those who lost loved ones. Email is good too. What about a care package to a child of one of the fallen soldiers.

There are many ways to make a difference. Pray and ask God to guide the box to the right person. Sometimes you can't get a specific address to one person so it goes to random people, BUT if you are asking God to direct that passage to someone who needs it, I believe He will. So, when that box leaves your hands, you know it will make a difference in someone's life.

Here is a great website..
http://www.fallenheroesmemorial.com/links.html

Nikki

Thursday, May 24, 2007

Another update

Things are coming along well here at home.

Things are getting put away, the other house is getting cleared out...and the days are passing quickly...which is my favorite part cause that means on June 1st Mike will be home for good.

I sooo need some kind of break from all of this madness.

THis past year has been sooo incredibly full.

I was just sitting back thinking of what I've gone thru this past year.This is in no specific order..some random order ...like my mind...:)

Moving to ohio in October...then finding out not long after arriving that my sister tried to commit suicide, then she did it again...then I had to have her committed into the hospital for a couple of days..and oh joy, she just LOVED that...Dealing with seperation from Mike, the kids upset about the move, me missing my friends in Virginia Beach and my singing group...
Sick kids all winter long hahaha, working outside the home for the first time in 14 years....getting used to being around family again....finding out my dad had cancer 5 years ago...trying to diet and lose weight, trying to single parent my kids and still homeschool in all the madness....
Then....having mike's plans change from pizza to something else....then deciding to buy a house and search for one....and then start the process ....then take care of TWO houses.....arrange the moving and helpers....teaching sunday school....(which i enjoyed but it was hard making and keeping that committment with so much else going on)...getting Michael back and forth to work....mike coming home....but only for 10 days...to leave again, and take the van...being without a vehicle for 6.5 weeks.....But its almost done. I have accomplished alot but I am tired. REALLY REALLY tired....

Well, today I'm off to take Michael to work, then to the mall.....then who knows...but picking Michael up at 4 then Birthday dinner for Joey at my mother in laws.....
Cyall laterz

Wednesday, May 23, 2007

Happy Birthday Joey

Happy 15th Birthday to my Joey!!!

Let me tell you a little about my Joey. Yes, MY, not yours or anyone else...but MINE!!!
Joey has a heart of gold....sometimes stone, hahaha but he really is like all around Mr. Friendly.
He has made friends with the most unfriendliest of people...just because he CAN!
He has abilities that I see come out daily.
He is gaining a sense of confidence in himself that some teenagers lack .
He is a great young man and knows what he wants...and how to get it. Even manipulating his mom to get it hahaha.
He and I get along great. We have alot of fun together.
We talk, laugh and sometimes cry. (mom more than him haha)
I love that boy and I am very proud of him!

Tuesday, May 22, 2007

Beautiful Picture


As I was browsing the internet, I came across this picture.
Isn't it gorgeous?
I am unsure if this is a "real " photograph or not but God is such an awesome God he could have created a rainbow...Just like this picture!!!!
Take a minute to look around you. Enjoy the beauty you see in even the little things. Ponder God's creation. Meditate on it.

8 days late...

Wow, I am really not keeping up with my blog am I?
Its been about 8 days since my last post so my apologies to those who check often to see what I have to write about and nothing new is written lol.

We have been moved into our new home.

Quite a process for sure. Still have some things left at the old place and still have to clean it yet. But I still have 10 days to get it all done.

I got my gas stove delivered and installed yesterday. Its not new but got it 2nd hand for a great price and it looks and works like new!

Now, today, my telephone isn't working. Comcast just came Saturday to hook it all up and last night, it quit on me. No dial tone...nothing. Bad stuff especially when I don't have a cell phone either...

I got quite a bit done since moving in on Thursday but still so much to do. Why do I feel like I have to get it all done NOW? ahhahaha...

Not long now till we enter civilian life. Mike should begin his drive home on June 1st. Oh I just can't wait. I feel like we are beginning a new life. He's been in the Navy for our whole almost 20 years of marriage and I feel like we are "in a way" starting over. Is that strange to feel that way?

Kids are all doing great...this has been hard on everyone. Each child has his own way of dealing with our situation. With Mike being gone, and moving for the 2nd time in 7 months....this hasn't been easy at all. But we are hanging in there...

Thanks to those who have been praying for our family. I often feel God's hands wrapped around our family. What a comfort!!

Today....what will today bring?

I hope to hook up my washer and dryer....
Finish bringing stuff over from the old house..even if I have to march it up to the attic to go thru later instead of the kids dropping it right in the middle of the living room floor lol.
Finish cutting grass at new house and do the old house grass too.
GET MY PHONE FIXED!!! haahah

With everything that I HAVE to do, I'm also trying to slow down and enjoy my house. Its hard to do with so much of my house in chaos and I have a hard time relaxing like that.
But I will try :)

Remember to thank God today for each and every circumstance that comes your way. Whether good or bad.....because all things can bring glory to God.
Be Blessed
Nikki

Monday, May 14, 2007

What doesn't kill us.....

Do you ever wonder, I'm sure you do, why God allows us to go through so many of the tough times we face?

I am a strong believer that everything , yes EVERYTHING, happens for a reason. And if you are a Christian, God allows things to happen, not to make us miserable, but to strengthen us in some way.

The older I get, I realize more and more what God is showing me thru my trials.
Sometimes, I feel like I can't hold another thing on my plate and then I manage to make it through, and hold even more because for some reason, even though my plate looks full of hardships and trials ....it doesn't get heavier, it actually gets lighter. According to our worldly scales, if we had to put a weight on the amount of hardships we are going thru, it would go off of the scales , but when you have God, HE is what makes our burden lighter.

I am thankful to HIM that HE knows what is best for me.

I am very blessed.

I have a great family.
I have 4 wonderful kids, a wonderful husband, many friends, a fantastic church family, and God recently blessed me with a new , big and beautiful home.

I have alot to do this week with my big moving day being Thursday, but I will try better to update my blog better than I have been.

I appreciate each comment and each reader.

I hope in some fashion, I can encourage you all to live a Godly life and to look above for your strength daily!
Be blessed,
Nikki

Tuesday, May 08, 2007

What a mess up

Wow, as I was reading over my last blog, I made a couple of mistakes...
First of all , closing on the house is TODAY, not tomorrow....hahaha..
And Mike won't be home in 16 days..hahaha...
As of today, its 22. I think I meant to write 26 and wrote 16 instead.

Oh well, 26 days still isn't bad....Its less than one month.

Well, in just a couple of hours, I will be on my way to having my very first home!
It is soo exciting and we have started cleaning and taking stuff over to the house.

I can't wait to spend our first night in the house. Its a bit creepy cause its so big.

On the appraisal report, total square footage including attic(which is mostly finished) and the basement is 4500 sq ft. That is alot of space!!!

I will update more later
Nikki

Saturday, May 05, 2007

Hi everyone.
Well, the closing on our house changed to Tuesday the 9th. 11:00 am to be exact so then we will be first time home owners!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Then on Wednesday, the electrical work begins on the house...

Probably starting Monday, I will go in and begin the cleaning on the house.

I need to get a gas stove.

Lots to do but its very exciting.

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My dad came in town from Kentucky for a visit for a few days and its been great. I hate to see him go.

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Marge Moore, wife to Jim Moore from Bayside church in virginia Beach, died yesterday.
Jim found her thursday night ( i think) and she was unresponsive.
Stroke, heart attack, and brain hemmorhage. Its very sad. She and her husband were VERY active members of the church there. Please pray for this family ...

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16 days and Mike will be home!!!!!!!

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Kids are recovering from the stomach yucks and flu and colds. YES!!!!!!!!!!!! Need to open up windows and get these germs GONE!

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I need to gather a crew together for painting some bedrooms and to get some cleaning done in the new house. I believe on Saturday the 19th will be a major moving day. That is when I need big, strong guys to move my furniture and stuff from the old house to the new house. Then I can start the cleaning process of the old house...

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Hey, John, you must have your dates wrong. You won't be 38 Sunday, you will be FORTY!!!!!!!

Thursday, May 03, 2007

Worth sharing


I received this in an email. Wanted to share.
This is a letter from a child to a parent!



Remember...that I am a gift from God, the richest of all blessings.Do not attempt to mold me in your image, my daddy's, my brother's, or our neighbor's. I am an individual and should be permitted to be myself.

Remember...not to crush my spirit when I fail. Don't compare me with others who outshine me.

Remember...that anger and hostility are natural emotions.Help me to find outlets for these normal feelings-in play or physical exercise-or else they may be turned inward and may become much deeper and much more serious.

Remember...to discipline me with firmness and reason. Do not let your anger throw you off balance. If I know you are fair, you will not lose my respect or my love.

Remember...that each child needs two parents. When you side with me against Daddy, I have feelings of guilt, confusion and insecurity.

Remember...not to hand me everything my little heart desires. Otherwise I will never know the thrill of earning, the joy of deserving.

Remember...not to make threats in anger, or impossible promises when you are in a generous mood. To me your word means everything. When I can't believe in you and Dad, I have difficulty believing in anything.

Remember...that there is dignity in hard work, whether it is performed with calloused hands that shovel coal or skilled fingers that manipulate surgical instruments. Let me know that a useful life is a blessed one, and that a life of ease and pleasure-seeking is empty and meaningless.

Remember...not to try to protect me from every small blow and disappointment. Adversity strengthens character and makes us compassionate. Trouble is the great equalizer; let me learn it.

Remember...to teach me to love God and our fellow men. And, Mommy, please don't send me to worship service and Bible school-take me there.