Tuesday, July 22, 2014

Throwback Tuesday: Betty Ford


Elizabeth Ann "Betty" Ford was the wife of Gerald Ford, the 38th President of the United States. Betty, from a young age, loved to dance. When she was 15, she started teaching popular dance steps to kids. When she graduated from high school, she considered going to NYC, but her mother refused. So she spent 2 summers at the Bennington School of Dance in Vermont. There she studied under Martha Graham, and finally moved to NYC. Eventually she returned home, and organized her own dance groups.



Saturday, July 19, 2014

Science Saturday: Bees, Wasps, Hornets, and Inchworms!

A wasp nest from last year!

The irony about these topics, is I got a bee/wasp/hornet sting on Wednesday. I guess it was good timing for this post! ;~)

Anyways, a few interesting facts! :~)

  • A bee is not a wasp, a wasp is not always a hornet, but hornets are wasps. (A tongue twister indeed!)
  • Bees are hairier and rounder than wasps, which tend to be slimmer and smoother.
  • Wasps and hornets tend to make nests while bees usually live in trees, man-made hives, or underground (depending on the type.)
  • Inchworms have 2 defense systems to prevent from them being eaten. One is blending in with the tree, and if that doesn't work, they can repel from the tree out of reach. When the danger has passed, they climb back up to where they were before.
  • They are the caterpillars of the Geometer Moths.
  • Inchworms don't have the same number of legs as the average caterpillar.



"Inchworm" with Danny Kaye in "Hans Christian Anderson"


"Inchworm" with Danny Kaye with "The Muppet Show" 







Thursday, July 17, 2014

His Feet - A Poem

Today's guest post is from my lovely friend Natalie. She wrote this poem, and graciously let me share it with you all!


His Feet
By: Natalie Knodel :-D

I will only see his feet
Yes...that is all I'll see

I will not see His hands, His arms,
His eye's looking down at me

Not His scars, not His mouth
No...just His feet

I will not see his hands,
His strong yet gentle hands

The hands that touched the untouchable
That flipped the selling stands

The hands that gave sight, the wiped the leper's spots
That broke the holy bread

The ones that calmed the storm,
That blessed the children's heads

No...it's his feet that will be first seen
As my Lord and Savior stands before me

I will not see his arms
The one's that paid the price

The one's that were outstretched on the cross
That put up without a fight

I will not see His eyes, 
Whatever color they may be

The eyes that see all my faults
But still chooses to see me

I will not see his scars
From the nails on his wrists

Or the puncture in his side,
 or the scars from the whips

I will not see his mouth
His mouth that preached the word

The one that spoke of soon to come
Making sure that all had heard

The one that spoke, "Follow me"
Or, "Pick up your mat and walk"

The one that spoke in parables,
Or said, "Lazarus come out"

The one that casted out demons
Who set the captives free

The one who shouted... "IT IS FINISHED!"
...But this is not what I'll see

First and only, first only see Jesus' feet 

When I first see him
I won't be able to stand

I'll fall flat on my face
Trembling with head in hands

Then slowly I'll open my eyes
And that's when I'll understand

Exactly what his feet represent
And how they help unfold his plan

 I'll see the feet that walked the earth
To show how much he cared

The feet that walked on water
And were washed by Mary's hair.

Then slowly, very slowly
He'll bring me to my feet

Then and only then, I'll see his hands, his arms, his scars, his mouth
And obviously his feet.

I'll look into his eyes
And hear him softly

"Welcome home my child"
"You are home to stay"

Reading


The best part of summer is reading.


The best part of reading is when it's a good book.


The best part of a good book is when you can climb right in!



Tuesday, July 15, 2014

Slow during the Rush


Sometimes we're in such a rush, we forget about those around us.

Today I got up, ate breakfast, and went to work within an hour's time.

Rush, rush, rush.

When I got home, it was time for our tea party.

Time slowed.

We (my sisters and I) all dressed up in our "fancy" clothes, made some tea, put some snacks on fancy plates, and enjoyed ourselves immensely.

We laughed, and chatted about who knows what, yet being together drew us closer.

We slowed time, & created memories.

Was I planning on posting about this little tea party? No...actually it was far from my mind.

When it was over, they all went to play, and I started to clean up.

I picked up the dishes, and left on my fancy dress.

Silky softness rubbed against my bare feet.

The simplicity of the moment.

A simple act of love, a tea party, will be remembered for years.

Slow time; do something simple with those you love.

Treasure time slowed.



Throwback Tuesday: Coco Chanel

 

Gabrielle Bonheur Chanel, also known as, Coco Chanel, is well known for one of the most popular perfumes, Chanel No. 5. She also started the love and popularity for the LBD (Little Black Dress). It was during the time of the Depression when women wanted affordable fashionable dresses. Coco Chanel created a black dress that was comfortable, stylish, and practical. Women fell in love with it, and they are still in style today. Chanel was a leading woman in fashion and was the only fashion designer in the 


“A girl should be two things: classy and fabulous.” 
― Coco Chanel

“Elegance comes from being as beautiful inside as outside.” 
― Coco Chanel

“Fashion changes, but style endures.”

― Coco Chanel

Saturday, July 12, 2014

Science Saturday: Hummingbirds, Spittlebugs, and Buttercups Galore!


(Pardon the fact they are daisies...though there might be buttercups in the far back left corner....)

"A tiny little spittle bug climbed up a stalk.
He almost reached the top, when he heard someone talk.
A bright little humming bird sang in the sky.
He smiled at her before away she flied.
The tiny little spittle bug enjoyed the flower's scent.
Back down the buttercup he went."

A few interesting things I learned:

  • Humming Birds' wings are different than most birds. Their wings don't flap, but move in a figure-eight motion. 
  • If a human were to sustain the energy output of a humming bird, they would have to eat 285lbs of hamburger a day. Humming birds eat half their weight in sugar daily. 
  • Their tongue is unique in the fact it can reach past the end of their bill. 
  • Spittlebugs is the name for the young bugs. The adult bugs are called Froghoppers.
  • The spittle is wet and slippery with a consistency of saliva rather than foam. It is made up plant juices from what they eat and glands in their abdomen. They use it to protect themselves.
  • The Spittlebugs only have one known predator, a species of wasp that knows tasty things are hidden under the spittle.
  • On any given plant, you can easily find Buttercups in every stage of their life. Buds, young flowers, old flowers and flowers turned to seed.
  • They can, but rarely self pollinate. They are usually cross-pollinated by tiny insects crawling from one Buttercup to another. Cross pollination is better for the species anyways.
  • Buttercups are very common, so many people consider them to be weeds. 




Thursday, July 10, 2014

Valuing Life: Beginning to End

Our guest post today is from the lovely Eden. She is 15 years old and enjoys studying God's Word, spending time with family and friends, dancing, singing, and much more! You can visit her blog at:


Life... the very word brings so many pictures, thoughts, and ideas into my mind.  One of these thoughts would, of course, be my life. I have one amazing family consisting of seven awesome brothers and sisters and two incredible parents.  I also have lots of fun cousins, aunts and uncles, and dear grandparents.
As I look over my family tree, I see a picture of a generational, pro-life family, who has always valued life, from conception to life’s completion.

All of this reminded me of the quippy Dr. Seuss quote, “A person’s a person, no matter how small.”* But to me, it seems like something is missing from that quote... something that we are going to discover in just a moment.

Life is defined by the one who created it... God.  Life begins at conception and continues until God decides that time is up.

Sadly, many people today do not believe that life is a precious gift; they don’t seem to understand that life is a blessing from the Lord. Unfortunately, from times past until now, we have seen the destruction and devaluing of human life through abortion, extermination, and euthanasia.

All around us, innocent lives are being purposefully killed and eradicated.
People are deceived and tricked... they do not see that every stage of life, from the womb to the end, is absolutely priceless.  Lisa Wingate quotes, “...Every child, no matter how tiny in the womb, must be welcomed into the world, for each child is a gift of love from God. Therefore, abortion is never the answer, for abortion kills.”* Nobel prize-winning author, Pearl S. Buck says,“Euthanasia is a long, smooth-sounding word, and it conceals its danger as long, smooth words do but the danger is there, nevertheless.”* Just like abortion and extermination, euthanasia is murder as well.

Now, looking back at Dr. Seuss’s quote, I would add, “A person’s a person, no matter how small... or big.”  Life is a miracle and a tremendous gift from God. We see this in Psalm 139:14 which says, “I will praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: marvellous are thy works; and that my soul knoweth right well.” We are knit together in our mother's womb, formed by the very hand and in the image of God Almighty! That is indescribable!!!

We have, are, and will always be in a battle for life.  So in closing, I urge you to continue the fight for the gift of life... to publicize to the world that life is incomparable, and therefore, we must always value it; from beginning to end.


Footnotes:
*“Horton Hears a Who!” By, Dr. Seuss

A Cry of Roses

Roses are beautiful!









Each one is unique in it's own way.

This is a cry of roses. These roses may not be here next year. These roses are on the property of LeTourneau Christian Center. The camp is celebrating it's 80th anniversary this year. Over the past 2 years (2012-now), they've been trying to raise $850,000 dollars to buy the deed of the property so that they can apply for a grant in order to update and keep the camp going. Right now they have until Dec. 31st to raise this. As of now, they have about $105,000. I ask that you share, give, and pray that they will be able to raise the money to keep this camp going.  I've been to this camp, and the time I've spent there has impacted me to grow in my faith in God.

God's timing is powerful. I have faith that they will have the money in his perfect timing.

Please pray, share, and if you are able to give, please give!

Tuesday, July 8, 2014

Throwback Tuesday: Catherine Booth


Catherine Booth was the wife of William Booth, founder of The Salvation Army. She was often known as The Mother of the Salvation Army. She became a Christian at a young age, and it is said she read the Bible through 8x by the age of 12. She and her husband began The Christian Mission in 1865 in London's East End. The name was changed 13 years later to what we know now, The Salvation Army.


"I know not what He is about to do with me, but I have given myself entirely into His hands."
Catherine Booth