Update: A Request

Her name is Nancy. She had surgery Wednesday night. Your prayers are requested.

Lord, Thank you for taking care of Nancy and her family. I ask you continue to watch over her, and her family.

Update:

No surgery is needed for Alyssa....

Thank you for all of the prayers.
Thank you Lord.

Update: A Request

Original post here

As I was making phone calls yesterday, I dialed the wrong number off of the list I was given. I was told they thought the other lady's condition was improving...don't stop- please continue to pray. Thank you, Lord Please continue to watch over her and her family and any that come in contact with them.

Alyssa was very nauseated yeserday and couldn't keep her pain medicine down, we just returned from a 2nd night in the ER. Was dehydrated but after iv fluids and pain meds, the staff was able to finally get a little blood after 10 or so sticks- hands arm, feet. After that and another exam, and more tests, they don't see signs of internal bleeding, or concussion...and think the nausea was just result of the medication. We'll see an Ortho Wednesday. She still thinks she is going to work Tuesday & school Tuesday night. Off to check on her and take a little nap.
Thank you Lord.

A Request.

My child's in pain.(Read here.)

This is the child who has never had a day of detention, let alone a broken bone. This is my child that goes to college, works full time, and has two part time jobs...

This is my sweet girl that wanted to be a vet from the age of 5 when we saw a flattened squirrel on the road during a post Thanksgiving Day Dinner walk. She thought she needed to give it CPR. I was able to catch her before she reached him. Her career goals have changed but her heart hasn't.

The broken collarbone, the assortment of "goose eggs" all over her body, the minor cuts and scratches & the slivers of glass we are picking out of her are all temporary.

The speed limit on the road was 60mph. I asked the state trooper if there were skid marks, and he said no.

She is able to feel her injuries - Thank you Lord; as I can't imagine the alternative.

I am grateful that the fire dept and ems were so close... I think they were at the scene in less then two minutes. I am grateful for her co-worker from the vet clinic that was at the scene of the accident shortly thereafter. Thank you Lord for sending such skilled people to tend to my child.
I haven't told her the other driver was transferred. She was very upset when she realized she was in her 70's. When should I tell her?
As a Momma I have done all I can for my sweet Alyssa, making sure she has her medicine through the night, and is as comfortable as can be.... I have no control over the situation, or the other driver - but I can request prayer. I don't know her name, all I know is the collision was in Fulshear TX on FM 359 at approx 5:30 pm central Saturday,but every prayer is greatly appreciated. Please Lord, be with her and her family.
Thank you,

Alyssa's Momma

The phone call every mother fears....

The phone rang at 6:45pm yesterday evening as I was studying for my new job...My daughter Alyssa's co-worker was calling to tell me my daughter was in an auto accident yesterday at 5:30pm a small farm road here in S. Texas. She was cut out of her Jeep, however the other person in the wreck was over 70 years old. Prayers requested. She required oxygen and was transported to another hospital from the local hospital they were both taken to here.

I was asked to post something on my blog already!

The Fruit of Worrying

Death was walking toward a city one morning and a man asked, "What are you going to do?"
"I'm going to take 100 people," Death replied. "That's horrible," the man said. "That's the way it is," Death said. "That's what I do."

The man hurried to warn everyone he could about Death's plan. As evening fell, he met Death again. "You told me you were going to take 100 people," the man said, "Why did 1,000 die?" "I kept my word," Death responded. "I only took 100 people. Worry took the others .."

Worry is, and always will be, a fatal disease of the heart, for its beginning signals the end of faith. Worry intrudes on God's compassionate ability to provide. When we allow our problems to overshadow God's promises, we unknowingly, doom ourselves to defeat. That was never part of God's eternal plans. Release the regrets of yesterday, refuse the fears of tomorrow and receive instead, the peace of today.

REMEMBER: WORRYING DOESN'T SOLVE ANYTHING, INSTEAD IT HURTS EVERYTHING! Simply let go and let God be God. Live this, and be eternally blessed.

"For with God NOTHING shall be Impossible" (Lk. 1:37 )
If you're gonna pray, don't worry.....and if you're gonna worry, why pray.

I checked my email this morning and someone posted this on our My family website. But the original page was listed as Kristi Millers Chemo page, you can see it here

Three facts at 3:59 A.M.

I'm awake. blink.blink.
I'm definitely a city girl.
I don't do 'critters'. none. at all. period. Okay, some are OK. But no geckos. the whole transparency thing? Eww - that grosses me out. And cows...but thats just common sense. They're huge.

Now I have had the pleasure of hearing rain on a tin roof... and other nice natur-ey sounds... and other not so nice sounds... like the occasional squirrel in the attic.
and big beautiful trees are really nice, but they have friends y'all.
And some are a little scary. stalkerish even. Is there a squirrel union? Or squirrel mafia? Cause there are some good candidates on my street...

I awoke to quite a ruckus this am. Not the usual odd noise, nope. This was a full on assault of my piece of mind. In.the.wall. In. people. Not on the roof, on the fence, but in the wall just three feet from my head. I just hope he made it back out. for both our sakes. Maybe he went down the chimmney.. I don't have alot of accuracy after three hours of sleep.

I want go back to sleep. can't stay awake.. Not today... I have work, a meeting with all of the teachers, a parent's meeting for the team. and more work. dinner....and coffee. Lots of coffee. Because.

What if this happens?

I think I might be unconscious before it is all over. This is reminding me of that Ray Stevens song- you can click here if your under 35, or just not sure what I am referring to..

After the sermon in church yesterday, why am I surprised by this? (Disclaimer: due to my inability to process Daylight savings time,and a hyper 13 year old, I didn't hear the sermon in it's entirety. What I did catch was good.)

I think I am just going to have a little quiet time this am, since it was scheduled for me. By a squirrel.

Edited to add: I was lead to this.
The hectic pace of life and the constant presence of other people often consipre to stifle joy. Spritual masters among us have used solitude as a means of self-renewal. Solitude and silence are often commanded in the Bible. "Be still before the Lord." (Zech. 2.:13) "Be silent before the Soverign Lord. (Zeph 1:7 NIV)

and this.
Seize the day and don't worry!
"This is the day the Lord has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it. (Psalm 1:18-24)
I'm seizing God. Not worrying about the squirrel. Although, it may result in a revival if he decides to make an appearance thru my chimney. That may not be a bad thing.

Friday... but it feels like Monday.

Hummm...

Mother May I ....?

Remember that game? Someone should have told us to play it with our kids....




"Mother, may I grow two inches taller than you? Me: "No, you may not." It might have worked...



or..."Mother, May I grow into such a beautiful,young woman that it is scary and will cause you much worry? Me: "No, you may not." The one on the right? Darth Vader? Don't even get me started. Genetically, he isn't mine...but emotionally, he has been blended with my heart...

Having a "smoothie" family makes it interesting ( read... difficult) and tough at times. I think the term smoothie sums it up wonderfully... Take several different personalities & their idiosyncronies, complete with past experiences ("up-sized") & also expectations( jumbo size). Stir & enjoy! It may look a little rough during the blending, but it turns out great in the end - so I'm told. I'm still stiring...but my arm's tired.

*SIGH* Yes you may.....
If you are reading this as the parent of one the potty training bunch, you are probably remembering how you held your breath as they took their first steps.... and exhaled after they made their wobbley way to their destination. Well - all I can say is grab a paper lunch sack momma's .. they come in handy. Breathe slowly, in and out, that's it.