Sunday, October 17, 2010

All God's Creatures Great and Small

This is Seemore. We rescued him in 1997. He had fallen out of his nest into our front yard. The poor little thing didn't have any feathers and had a hole in his abdomen about the size of a quarter. There was only a thin membrane holding in his intestines. We took him to the vet and we were assured with proper care that he would survive and the hole would eventually heal over and feathers would cover his tummy.

He had to be hand fed every four hours. It was so cute. When ever he'd see me he'd flap his little arms and open his mouth wide for me to put the food in. Had to stick my finger way down his throat. As you can see in the above photo, he developed feathers and grew into a big beautiful bird. In this photo, he is still very much a baby. He grew to be twice that size. We called him Seemore Poops-a-lot for obvious reasons. (lol!)

He lived in our kitchen. Loved to be on the floor. Peeled the wallpaper off the walls, but, I didn't care. I loved that bird. I built a lovely big cage for him, but, he was only closed up in it at night.

We had two kitties and a dog at the time and one time our little dog was in the kitchen and Seemore nipped at the fur on her back legs and I thought we had a dead crow on our hands. But, alas! No one was hurt. The kitties were terrified of him.

We wanted to keep him, but, could no longer do so in the house. I phoned a wildlife rescue to find out the best proceedure to release him and they told me he couldn't just be let go because he didn't know how to be a wild crow. He would have to be rehabilitated.

It broke my heart. I wanted him to live in our back yard. How I cried the day we took him to the wild life rescue. They placed him in a huge aviary (about 60 feet square with an adult raven. They told us that Seemore would mimick the raven and hopefully eventually be rehabilitated. I was in tears when we left that place. I was not allowed to even visit him because he had bonded with me and I would inhibit his rehabilitation.

I had all I could do to not call every day to see how he was doing. Finally after 2 weeks, I could no longer stand it. I phoned and was told that he was doing great and would soon be released, but, not until they were sure he would survive on his own.

It's been 13 years ago now. I still remember how sweet and cuddley he was. So affectionate. And smart! If we had not had our dog and kitties, he would still be with us today. Whenever I see crows, I think about my little Seemore and wonder where and how he is. They can live a very long time. I hope he is well.

Monday, July 12, 2010

JAMIE'S MIRACLE...worth repeating

I'd like to introduce you to a very special person. His name is Jamie Gillentine. He is a husband and father of three small children, a good swimmer and surfer "dude".It was a beautiful day at the beach with friends and family when suddenly things drastically changed. Jamie dove head first into a wave and hit a sandbar. The 6th cervical vertibrae was shattered and splinters pierced and severed his spinal cord. Instantly he was paralized from the neck down.He was face down in the water and would have drowned if he could not go face up. He doesn't now how, no one was near him, but he was turned over and able to breath and call out for help.Jamie had to have surgeries and for many months had to wear a "halo". That is a device that holds the head and neck so that it remains stable. (by screws drilled into the head). The following short youtube shows Jamie as the Lord began to heal him and he began to regain mobility. He had physical therapy 5 days a week. The video spans several months and shows his progress in physical therapy. I have seen this many times and still am in awe of this miracle. Our Father is so wonderful!Jamie Gillentine is Pastor over missions at our church Anaheim Vineyard in So. Cal. I pray you will be blessed and encouraged as you watch and listen.

I originally posted this back in March, but, with so many new friends, I wanted to share it again.
Click on the blue link below and you will be able to see the wonderful progress Jamie has made. God is so good.
If you have any comments on this post, I'd love to read them. Simply click the "comments" just below and you will be able to leave yours. Thanks so much and God bless you.

Tuesday, June 29, 2010


We adopted Charlie in January as an adult kitty from the Cat's in Need Rescue in our community. He's between two and three years old. We brought him home and instead of running to hide until he got used to his new surroundings, he just jumped up on the bed and sprawled out as if he had always been here.
We had hoped he and our eleven year old kitty Buddy would become friends, but, that didn't happen. Charlie tormented Buddy terribly.

We brought Ernie home June 1st. He was one of a litter of feral kittens found in a neighborhood near us. He's a poly-dactyl kitty. He has six toes on each of his front paws and five on each of his back. They are also known as Hemingway Cats because Ernest Hemingway introduced them to this country and to this day, even though he has long passed, the descendants of his original polydactyl casts live and are cared for on the property he lived on in Florida.

He and Charlie have become best buds. They play, romp and wrestle and when things get a little too feisty, Tink steps in to referee.
When playtime is over, Charlie and Ernie cuddle up together and Charlie even grooms him. The baby loves it.

And Buddy? Well, he's just as happy as can be now that Charlie isn't pestering him anymore. He enjoys watching them play.
I'm so happy they all get along so well. What a blessing!

Sunday, June 20, 2010

Father's Day

Today is Daddy's first Father's Day in heaven. I have been thinking about what I could write on this special day....

I decided to write about one of my favorite memories of him.... Daddy dressing up like Santa Claus. He did it for many years and we really believed it was the real Santa. Mom would wake us up after midnight on Christmas Eve to tell us Santa was coming. Outside the door we'd hear a big "ho, ho, ho!" and Mom would open the door and there he would be with his bag of gifts. (we didn't have a fireplace) We'd sit on his knee and just be in awe of him. I remember the year I realized Santa was really Daddy. I felt a little disapointed then, but, as I matured, it just made me love him more knowing he went to all that trouble for us to have a magical Christmas and make us feel so special.

Thank you, Daddy. Happy Father's Day.... I miss you so much.

Monday, June 14, 2010

June 14th Flag Day ~ Daddy's birthday

Today is Flag day. Did you know there is a special day every year set aside to honor our flag?
Daddy was born on flag day. That's the reason I can remember it. For his birthday celebrations we'd decorate red white and blue. Today, Daddy would have been 91 years old. Just above is a photo taken on his 88th birthday.
It's hard to believe it's been a month and a half since Daddy passed on to heaven.
Last night Tinkerbelle started barking like crazy. Later we found something left on our front porch. Tinky heard the visitor. They had left a package beautifully wrapped up in red, white and blue. It was from a very dear friend named Julie. The card was so sweet. Here is part of what she wrote....."special prayers to our father in heaven today as your daddy spends his first birthday with Jesus. May he comfort you and encourage your heart like only He can." Brings tears to my eyes.
Inside the package was a case to hold the Veteran's Memorial Flag that was draped across Daddy's casket. It is now proudly displayed in our dining room with a photo of him, his wrist watch, and a little figurine I made for him on his 80th birthday.
Flag Day has always been a special day, but, it's even more precious now.
Jesus, please give Daddy a birthday hug and kiss for me.

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Times Remembered....

I was going thru some of Daddy's things today and found several figurines I had made for him over the years for special occasions. The figure of the little girl is from Father's Day in 1978. The birthday bear was for Daddy's 80th birthday. The Santa ornament wasn't dated, but, I can tell it's an oldie. Daddy used to dress up like Santa Clause when we were young children. He used to sing "I saw mommy kissing Santa Clause", so I put a little kiss on Santa's forehead. It's musical and plays that tune.
The little bear for Father's day play's the tune "You are my Sunshine". That was another song Daddy used to sing often. He's singing with the angels now.

I sure do miss you, Daddy. I really do.

Saturday, May 15, 2010

A Fab-U-Lous evening with the FabFour

Just above is a photo I took last night of the Fab Four at the Rose Center Theater (sorry for the blur) The next is a photo I found online of the Beatles at the Hollywood Bowl in 1964.

The Beatles were introduced to America earlier that same year. Oh my goodness! How many remember seeing them on the Ed Sullivan Show?

When we found out they were going to appear in person at the Hollywood Bowl we so wanted to be there. My sister was able to get tickets for us along with my two best friends.

When they came on the stage they literally looked like beetle tiny...our seats were way up high about three rows from the very back. There were no big screens back then...we had a pair of binoculars shared by 4 of us. It was very exciting. My first concert ever. It was just a couple of weeks before my 14th birthday.

Last night we were transported back in time. We were all singing along to those familiar early Beatle songs. This was a very small venue and a benefit concert for the Westminster police department. After the show, the "boys" came out for a "meet and greet". The musician who plays "George", my favorite, is a brand new papa. His first son was born 2 weeks ago. I was able to squeeze in and congratulate him. He was very sweet. Got a photo to show you. I'll be posting that another time.
Here is a clip of Ardy singing Yesterday:

Friday, May 14, 2010

Is it a coincidence or a gift?

Many years 1964 the Beatles came to America. I was 14 years old. My sister, me and friends became fast fans. We were so excited to get tickets for their performance at the Hollywood Bowl. We were seated way up high in the "nose bleed" section. There were four of us and we all shared one pair of binoculars!

That same year, my mom passed away.

My Daddy passed away a couple of weeks ago. After his funeral we had a reception at my brother and sister-in-law's house. I was talking to friends and we began to reminisce about the "good old days". Of course the Beatles came up in our conversation, and then we got to talking about the FabFour, an awesome Beatles tribute band we had seen a couple of years ago.

When I got home, later that day, I checked my email and there was one from the FabFour...seemed strange, I had never heard from them before, though I have been on their website. It was an invitation to an unscheduled performance in a nearby town. I got tickets and we are going tonight. I am so excited! Coincidence...or a gift from my Dad?

The Fab Four is absolutely the best Beatles tribute band around. Sound just like them. Play and sing everything live and even have their mannerisms down pat. When I saw them the last time, I found myself smiling through the entire first set of the early favorite. It was so much fun. There were folks there in their 80's all the way down to toddlers. Most sing along to the very familiar songs.

If you live in Southern California, the performance is at the Rose Theater in Westminster. Tickets may still be available. Box office opens at 2 pm pacific. No online sales, but, you can order over the phone and pick them up at will call.

If you are a Beatles fan, you will love the FabFour. If you'd like to take a the link below to see...keep in mind, these are not the Beatles! Hard to believe...they're spot on. You can hear the audience singing in the background,too.

Here is the link for the Rose Center Theater in Westminster California:

Fab four website:

Friday, May 7, 2010

Memorial Services for Louis Anthony Heringes Sr. (Daddy)

Family and friends gathered together yesterday, May 6th 2010 to celebrate the life of Louis A. Heringes Sr. (Daddy)

The service took place in a little church in Upland California that was built in 1910. It was a lovely old building.
Pastor Don Roy from Pathway Church in Garden Grove, opened with a beautiful prayer and noticed there were baby birds chirping. (It sounded like they may have nested in the rafters of the ceiling.) He made mention of how appropriate that was...a symbol of new birth...Daddy has just begun his new life in heaven. Pastor Don's kindness and comforting words meant so much to Richard and me and our family and friends. The Lord used him in a wonderful way.

My husband Richard sang a very sweet song called Goin' Home". One of the verses say,"one day I'll be sleeping when death knocks on my door and I'll awake to find that I'm not homesick anymore...I'll be home...I'm goin' home...where I belong." (That's just how it was for Daddy. He passed so peacefully from this life into eternity.) A few stood and shared sweet memories and stories.
The service ended with a beautiful version of "The Battle Hymn of the Republic" (Glory, Glory, of Daddy's favorites. )

Everyone seemed happy to receive their little kiffles in remembrance of Daddy.

We then had a police escort to the Veterans Memorial Cemetery. The service there was so moving. It was extra special to see that the color guard were veterans of WWII.
Some of them looked very frail, but, they proudly stood on both sides as Daddy's casket was carried into place. We all followed after. My sister Darla, brother Louie Jr. and Richard and I sat in front to receive the flag.

A gentleman stood and welcomed us and spoke so beautifully thanking Daddy for his service to his country and offering his condolences. Next those dear veterans gave Daddy a 21 gun salute. Then we heard the sound of taps being played very slowly and sweetly.
Next was the presentation of the flag that was draped on Daddy's casket. Two soldiers carefully removed it. It was amazing to see the care and respect they showed as they slowly and reverently folded it. Then, one of the soldiers holding the flag knelled down and personally offered his condolences to the family as he presented the flag.
Pastor Don then shared a beautiful poem and comforting words and Scripture.

At the very last, Richard stood and invited everyone to sing Daddy's favorite song "God Bless America". I could just imagine him smiling and singing along waving his arms directing the "choir" just like he did the day before he passed.

There was a lovely reception for family and friends at Louie & D'Ann's house. (my brother & sister-in-law)

It was all beautifully bitter-sweet. Sad to think Daddy is no longer here with us in the physical sense, but, ever so sweet knowing he is safe with Jesus reunited with my mother and so many who have gone before.

Needless to say, there were many tears shed yesterday. Even as I write they are welling up. I expect that will happen from time to time for a while.

I love you and will miss you sweet Daddy...untill we meet again.

If you would like to listen to the the song "Goin' Home" by B.J. Thomas, just click on the link below:

This is a beautiful version of "The Battle Hymn of the Republic" (Glory, Glory Hallelujah) by Andy Williams:

My sister Darla, brother Louie Jr. and I want to thank our family and friends for the lovely cards, flowers, food, prayers and comfort so freely given at this difficult time.

Wednesday, May 5, 2010

Kiflis~ A gift from Daddy

Kiflis (pronounced kee-flees) are a traditional Hungarian cookie pastry not only sweet to the taste, but, their meaning is very precious. I found this definition online while searching through recipes:

Kifli means "a kiss on the forehead followed by a soothing comforting hug."

Tomorrow is Daddy's memorial and funeral. We are preparing Kiflis today. We're going to put them in cello bags and attach a little note to them and give them to the guests at Daddy's memorial service as a gift from him.

Daddy had made Kiflis at Christmastime for many years, but we never realized the meaning behind them...all these years we thought they were just yummy cookies. Every time I make these special little treats, or even think about them, they will remind me of him. Perhaps it's time to start a new tradition...making them for Father's Day...Thank you, Daddy. I love you and miss you.

Kifli Recipe

1 pound ( or 2 cups ) cream cheese softened at room temperature
2 cups butter softened at room temperature
7 cups all-purpose flour
1/2 teaspoon salt
powdered sugar
2 cups filling: nut, lekvar (prune), or apricot
Preheat oven to 375 degrees
1) Cream butter and cream cheese till fluffy.
2) Stir together flour and salt and add it to the creamed mixture.
3) Cover; chill one hour
4) Divide dough into several pieces. Lightly dust rolling surface with powdered sugar, roll each portion approximately 1/8 inch thick (as you would a pie crust) and cut into 2 inch squares. Keep the remaining dough pieces in the refrigerator until you are ready to roll them out.
5) Place a dot (a little less than one teaspoon) of filling in the center of each square. If you use too much it will ooze out in the baking and make a mess. I usually do a test cookie and bake it to see if the amount of filling is correct.
6) Lift up two diagonal corners of the dough to center, pinching together to seal.
7) Place dough on un-greased cookie sheet. Bake till firm and slightly golden. (about 12-15 minutes).
8) Cool on wire racks. Sift powdered sugar over slightly warm pastries.
9) Store loosely covered in a cool dry place. (they freeze nicely...just make sure they are completely cooled before freezing )

Lecvar (prune) or apricot filling:
2 Cups dried prunes or apricots, chopped into fine bits (food processor or by hand)
Place chopped fruit in sauce pan and cover with water
Add 1/2 cup sugar (or to taste, prune may not even need sugar)
Bring to boil and simmer very low until a thick jam-like consistency
You may need to add water as it cooks. Keep a close eye on it. You'll want to cook it until it is a paste like consistancy.
If you choose to use store bought jam or preserves, cook it down to remove most of the moisture. If the filling isn't thick enough it will ooze out in the baking an make a big mess. Be sure to bake a test cookie to determine the amount of filling to add.
It sounds like a lot of work, but, they are so delicate and delicous.

Wednesday, April 28, 2010


Louis Anthony Heringes
June 14, 1919 ~ April 27, 2010

Daddy was born June 14th on Flag Day in 1919 to Hungarian immigrants, Frank and Sophia Heringes in Cleveland Ohio. He had five brothers and two sisters. When he was 12, his father passed away, leaving his young mother to raise 8 children during the depression. They were very difficult times.

He was proud to be an American and served his country in the US Army in WWII. He fought on the front lines in New Guinea and was awarded "The Purple Heart of Bravery". All of the Heringes boys served in the Army in WWII, and, thank God, all of them returned.

Soon after returning from the war, he married his sweetheart Stella, my mom, in early December 1945. Darla, Linda and Louie Jr. came along to complete the family.

In 1957 the family traveled cross country in Daddy's beloved 1951 chevy pulling a 20 foot trailer. He loved that car! Over the years, he actually wore the paint off in spots from polishing it so much. Did you see the Lucy and Desi movie "the Long, Long Trailer"? (personal story) "It was late August and very hot. While climbing the rocky mountains, the car kept overheating. It seemed like every time we turned a corner we'd have to stop and let the car cool down a bit before adding water to the radiator that was stored in canvas bags that hung off the bumpers of the car. When that ran out, he resorted to draining the toilet tank in the trailer. We just made it over the mountains using every last drop of water we had."

Our mom Stella passed away in 1964 after a very long illness.

Daddy loved to cook. Especially Hungarian food. He made the best Kolbas (coal-bas) sausage, and keflis (keeflees) cookies. He loved to sing funny songs, joke around and do gardening. He used to have the most beautiful landscaped house in his neighborhood.

My husband Richard introduced May Wilson to Daddy and they were married for 23 years. She passed away in 1996.

Daddy is survived by his daughter Darla Heringes, his daughter and son in law Linda and Richard Gurule, his son and daughter in law Louie Heringes Jr. and D'Ann, his grand-daughter and her husband Courtney and Ron Olivas, their two boys Tanner and Aiden, and his grand-daughter Jordan and her husband Christian Szabo, and step children, Marge, Steve and Carlene.

Just this past Monday, the day before he passed, Tinkerbelle and I spent precious time with Daddy. The past couple of months, He hadn't felt up to coming to the activites room for our little singing time with the residents, but, when I walked into the room there he was. He had a big smile on his face and said excitedly, "the war is over!" When someone has dementia, it's best not to tell them they're not right about something so, I quickly said, "that's wonderful, Daddy, lets sing some patriotic songs!" We sang two of his favorites, "God bless America" and "Battle Hymn of the Republic". Daddy was so animated. He was waving his arms like he was directing the choir and making funny faces at me making me laugh while trying to sing. After the program, we went outside on the patio for a while. He suddenly got very tired. It was time for lunch, so we went inside. He didn't have much of an appetite and kept falling asleep. I sat next to him and Tinkerbelle rested her little head on his knee. I woke him after a while to tell him I loved him. He answered, "I love you, too", and we said goodbye.

Less than 24 hours later, he was taken to the hospital. My sister Darla got there first. He was still alive when I got there, but only for a few minutes and he was unconscious. I told him I loved him and not to be afraid, and that Jesus was with him. Just a few minutes later, he just stopped breathing. He left this world very peacefully.

Daddy was right. The battle for him is truly over. He has no more pain, no more feeble body, no more dementia. He's with the Lord in Heaven now. The tears are bitter sweet... I miss my precious Daddy so much, but, it gives me great joy knowing that he is with Jesus and we will be together again one day.
Lord Jesus, please give my Daddy a big hug and kiss for me.

Wednesday, April 14, 2010


Have you ever been in a bad mood or just not feeling well and a song comes on the radio that just puts a smile on your face or brings you hope and encouragement? Or, heard one that makes you feel very sad, lonely or angry? Perhaps over a lost loved one or broken relationship. Or just the oppozite, makes you feel all "lovey-dovey". It's amazing, isn't it? The power in lyric and melody. There are songs I haven't heard since I was a teenager, but, they will occasionally pop into my head and I still remember all the words. I was a teenager in the 60's and, oh my, my friends and I loved the Beatles. (especially their early works) It makes me smile even right now.

Yesterday while picking up a prescription a song came on in the store..."if you're goin' to San sure to wear some flowers in your hair..." by Scott Mckenzie. In my mind, there I was in my youth sitting on the grass at Hillcrest Park with my friends and my guitar....and of course, I had flowers in my hair!

It's really important what we listen to. Songs can build us up or break us down. They can cause us to focus on ourselves and our problems, or give us hope or help us find peace. They stir up emotions in us. There is a mysterious power in them. I have been going thru a very difficult time with my health the last several months. I found a song that has been such an inspiration to me. It is encouraging and life giving. The lyrics are from a very special book inspired by the love of my life. I love to sing to Him, and it brings tears to my eyes knowing He rejoices over us with singing, too. I hope you will be blessed and encouraged as you listen.

I'm a few decades older now and no longer wear flowers in my hair, but, I still enjoy gathering with friends and playing my guitar. This Friday night, as we get together, the following song will be the first one we sing...

Ephesians 5:19Speak to one another with psalms, hymns and spiritual songs. Sing and make music in your heart to the Lord
Colossians 3:16Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly as you teach and admonish one another with all wisdom, and as you sing psalms, hymns and spiritual songs with gratitude in your hearts to God.

Saturday, April 10, 2010


This is a very tender love song written and sung by Jeremy Riddle a Vineyard worship leader. I love the honesty and heart cry in the lyric.

For more Vineyard Music:

Friday, April 2, 2010

At the foot of the Cross

At the foot of the cross
Where grace and suffering meet
You have shown me Your love
Through the judgment You received
And You've won my heart
Yes You've won my heart

Now I can Trade these ashes in for beauty
And wear forgiveness like a crown
Coming to kiss the feet of mercy
I lay every burden down
At the foot of the cross

At the foot of the cross
Where I am made completeYou have given me life
Through the death You bore for me
I'm laying every burden down
I'm laying every burden down

Good Friday...How Beautiful

How beautiful the hands that served
The wine and the bread and the sons of the earth.
How beautiful the feet that walked

The long dusty roads and the hill to the cross.
How beautiful, how beautiful

How beautiful is the body of Christ.

How beautiful the heart that bled,

That took all my sin and bore it instead.
How beautiful HIs tender eyes

That chose to forgive and never despise.
How beautiful, how beautiful

How beautiful is the body of Christ.

And as He laid down His life, He offered this sacrifice,
That we will live just as he died...

Willing to pay the price...Willing to pay the price.

How beautiful His radiant bride

Who waits for her groom with His light in her eyes.
How beautiful when humble hearts give

The fruit of pure lives so that others may live.
How beautiful, how beautiful

How beautiful is the body of Christ.

How beautiful the feet that bring

The sound of good news and the love of the King.
How beautiful the hands that serve

The wine and the bread and the sons of the earth.
How beautiful, how beautiful

How beautiful is the body of Christ

by Twila Paris

Sunday, March 28, 2010

Palm Sunday

Today is Palm Sunday. The day we remember Jesus' triumphant entry into Jerusalem. The first day of "Holy week" .

Have you ever wondered about the little donkey that carried our precious Lord down that path?
Do you think he knew who was seated on his back? How he must have felt to be chosen to carry Jesus the Christ into Jerusalem? Was his little heart rejoicing with the crowd in praise to our Lord? "Hosanna in the Highest." "Blessed is He who comes in the Name of the Lord." In the scripture, Jesus gave his disciples special instructions:

Luke 19: 30"Go to the village ahead of you, and as you enter it, you will find a colt tied there, which no one has ever ridden. Untie it and bring it here. 31If anyone asks you, 'Why are you untying it?' tell him, 'The Lord needs it.' "
32Those who were sent ahead went and found it just as he had told them. 35They brought it to Jesus, threw their cloaks on the colt and put Jesus on it. 36As he went along, people spread their cloaks on the road.
37When he came near the place where the road goes down the Mount of Olives, the whole crowd of disciples began joyfully to praise God in loud voices for all the miracles they had seen: 38"Blessed is the king who comes in the name of the Lord!"[
b] "Peace in heaven and glory in the highest!"
39Some of the Pharisees in the crowd said to Jesus, "Teacher, rebuke your disciples!"
40"I tell you," he replied, "if they keep quiet, the stones will cry out."

Donkey's Easter Tale, The (Donkey Tales) (Hardcover) Author Adele Colvin has come up with a very clever way to tell the Easter miracle through the eyes of a donkey. The Donkey's Easter Tale begins in a cozy barn, on a very rainy day. Grandpa Donkey is cuddled up with his two grandchildren. Finally the two youngsters are staying still long enough so that grandpa can tell them a story. Grandpa decides to tell his grandchildren about the time, many years earlier, when he had the honor of being ridden by Jesus. You see, Grandpa Donkey was THE donkey that Jesus rode into Jerusalem on Palm Sunday. The donkey stayed with Jesus and the disciples throughout Holy Week and recounts all the important events of that time to his grandchildren. The Donkey's Easter Tale handles the story of Holy Week and Easter with sensitivity while educating. Told in the first person by "Donkey" (he's never given a name), the reader will discover what is happening along with Donkey. Much like a child, this large eared equine is at first confused by some of the situations (he heard Jesus say that Peter would deny his Lord, but why would Peter do that?). With bright illustrations that include the Donkey in every picture, children will be drawn into this important story and want to read it start to finish.

Please have a listen to this beautiful song. Imagine as you listen, being a part of that crowd of people witnessing the triumphant entry of our Lord into Jerusalem singing praise to our God.

Saturday, March 20, 2010

It is a Miracle

I'd like to introduce you to a very special person. His name is Jamie Gillentine. He is a husband and father of three small children, a good swimmer and surfer "dude".

It was a beautiful day at the beach with friends and family when suddenly things drastically changed. Jamie dove head first into a wave and hit a sandbar. The 6th cervical vertibrae was shattered and splinters pierced and severed his spinal cord. Instantly he was paralized from the neck down.
He was face down in the water and would have drowned if he could not go face up. He doesn't now how, no one was near him, but he was turned over and able to breath and call out for help.

Jamie had to have surgeries and for many months had to wear a "halo". That is a device that holds the head and neck so that it remains stable. (by screws drilled into the head). The following short youtube shows Jamie as the Lord began to heal him and he began to regain mobility. He had physical therapy 5 days a week. The video spans several months and shows his progress in physical therapy. I have seen this many times and still am in awe of this miracle. Our Father is so wonderful!

Jamie Gillentine is Pastor over missions at our church Anaheim Vineyard in So. Cal. I pray you will be blessed and encouraged as you watch and listen.

Wednesday, March 17, 2010


Happy St. Patrick's Day from Charlie, Tink, and Buddy!

Charlie is settling into the family nicely. We've had him over a month already. The Feliway seems to be helping Buddy with the anxiety of having another alpha cat in the family thrust upon him. Charlie and Tinkerbelle continue to play happily together. If I had a video camera, I would shoot them running around the house playing tag. I'd love to show you! Charlie was the first adult rescue we have ever adopted. There have been some challenges, (not with him, with Buddy) but, we are happy to have him in the family.
Charlie and Tink didn't enjoy their festive St. Patty's bows, but, my big orange Buddy boy loves dressing up!

Wednesday, March 10, 2010


This morning while contemplating checking on my web sites, decided to go to youtube instead. I clicked on an artist named Jason Upton. He's been compared to the late Keith Green. As I listened to this song, I began to weep. I could sense the Lord's presence so sweetly.

By faith we know The Lord is always with us and that He will never leave or forsake us, but, I am so grateful and thankful for those special times when He blesses us with the precious and priceless gift of His tangible presence. That place where we can abandon ourselves and worship Him from our hearts, through our tears. Where God's perfect love casts out fear.

I hope you will take a moment and listen and be blessed. I'm off to listen again......

Saturday, March 6, 2010


This is a short youtube of a little 2 year old girl singing. It is precious.

Friday, March 5, 2010

My dog? A therapy pet?

Have you ever asked yourself this question? Could my dog be a therapy pet?
When my elderly father entered a nursing home several years ago, Tinkerbelle stared coming with me to visit him. She was so well behaved. She stays in one of those "crates on wheels" until I lift her out for folks to love on her. She's a Jack Russell Terrier, and you may have heard that they can be very lively dogs.
About a year passed when I spotted a service dog and owner at a craft show. We struck up a conversation with her about her dog and Tink. She advised lookin into getting her cerified.
One of the biggest advantages of doing that is she would be insured if she were to bite someone. She gave me some info and I contancted "Love on a Leash" foundation for pet provided therapy.
Tink was trained and passed her test with flying colors! We had to get testimonies from three staff members at the nursing home regaring Tinkerbelle's activity there and she had to have so many documented hours of service before we became "official".
It is such a blessing to see her interact with the residents. She brings out such emotion in them. The smiles on thier faces are worth a thousand words. Sometimes, folks just hug her and weep. They obviously miss their furry babies.
This next photo is of Daddy with Tink that was taken a few years ago. Sad to say, he can no longer hold her.
Do you think Charlie wants to become a therapy pet, too? Yes, all sorts of animals can become therapy pets! What a blessing they are!
Dogs, cats, birds, can participate once tested and certified. You can read more by clicking the link below.
*therapy dogs are not the same as service dogs*

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Sugar Plum Spring Arts and Crafts Festival 2010

If you live in the Southern California area, or will be visiting March 11 -13, please stop by and visit The Sugar Plum Spring Arts and Crafts Festival!

Sunday, February 28, 2010


It was about ten years a retreat, far away from my California home. It was in Eastern Canada. There was this workshop...the subject was "hearing the voice of God in prayer". We were instructed to do an excercise...just sit quietly and listen for 15 minutes. There was beautiful instrumental worship music playing in the background and we were told to just focus on the Lord and ask Him to speak to us individually and personally.

That sounded easy enough.......It was so hard! My mind was wondering here and there and everywhere! Then I started stressing out because the fifteen minutes was almost up and I hadn't heard from the Lord at all!

To my the very last moments, in my mind's eye, (not a vision) I saw the Lord standing just to the left of me. I was seated in my chair and He reached his right hand around my head and pulled it close to His side. He had a chuckle in His voice and said, "My child". That was all...."My child". As if to say, "you silly, don't you know I am here? I am always with you? I will never leave you? Even now, it makes me tear up. I remember it as if it were yesterday. In all my fretting and trying so hard to hear from Him, it wasn't until I stopped "trying so hard", I realized He was there all the time, embracing me and calling me His own.

He is with you... will never leave you... He calls you His own....

Click on this link below to hear a beautiful song called "Child of God"

Thursday, February 25, 2010


I was in the forums on etsy and posted the dog story (previous post) and got this response from an artist. I just loved the story and got her permission to post it here. Enjoy!
creativesparkle says:
One summer while I was in junior high my family took our trailer to a campsite just outside of Yosemite. Upon returning from a long day in the park, my parents and I went to the general store, while my brother took the keys and headed to the trailer. When we finished our business we returned to the trailer, to the door wide open and my brother standing outside, looking confused. When asked why he was still outside, he said "Theres a cat in there." Sure enough, when I leaned into the doorway, a large orange tabby cat was sitting in the middle of our "kitchen" licking a paw and looking at me like I should have his reservation. Apparently he'd run inside the second my brother had opened the door. After determining that the cat was indeed friendly, we went inside and Mom made beef stew for dinner. We of course gave teh cat some stew meat, and he took it gladly, and then as we began to prepare for bed, settled himself in on my bed on the far corner of my sleeping bag. After I lied down for the night, he curled up under my chin, and- sicne I was used to sleeping next to a cat- I fell asleep with my arms around him. Come morning, the cat pawed gently at my face and looked at me. I promptly got up and opened the door and he hopped casually to the ground and sauntered away. Later we talked to the camp ground owner, and he said that the cat was part of the campground. At some point he'd taken up residence, and picked a different trailer to spend each night in.
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An older, tired-looking dog wandered into my yard. I could tell from his collar and well-fed belly that he had a home and was well taken care of. He calmly came over to me, I gave him a few pats on his head; he then followed me into my house, slowly walked down the hall, curled up in the corner and fell asleep. An hour later, he went to the door, and I let him out. The next day he was back, greeted me in my yard, walked inside and resumed his spot in the hall and again slept for about an hour. This continued off and on for several weeks. Curious I pinned a note to his collar: "I would like to find out who the owner of this wonderful sweet dog is and ask if you are aware that almost every afternoon your dog comes to my house for a nap.." The next day he arrived for his nap, with a different note pinned to his collar: "He lives in a home with 6 children -- 2 under the age of 3 -- he's trying to catch up on his sleep. Can I come with him tomorrow?"

Thank you to Karen at my Dr's. office for sending me this cute story. I loved it and and just had to pass it along to my friends.

Monday, February 22, 2010


Every once in a while a great news story pops up to restore our faith in humanity.
This one was just too good not to pass along. I came across it on my news page today. It's an increadible story. As I was reading it, all I could say was, "wow, that's a miracle." Enjoy!

Sunday, February 21, 2010


Well, it seems our rescue kitty will be called Charlie. I took a couple of photos of him today. He seems to like the camera. Buddy still isn't too sure about him. But, he and Tink are having a blast. You should see the way they run around the house chasing each other. Funny thing is...usually Charlie is the instigator! Tink is a very unusual Jack Russell. She's very gentle, sweet, and non agressive. Charlie had to have been raised with dogs. He has never shown any fear. He's not afraid of anything! I'm sure he was someone's beloved pet. Who knows why he was found in that shopping center. Did he get out of the house and get lost? Was someone unable to keep him because of economic difficulties? I don't know. But, I'm sure the rescue agency did all they could to find out. He has been a hoot and we are enjoying him here in our home. I hope he doesn't miss his prior family too much. Every once in a while I get a feeling that he is thinking about them and feeling sad. I just give him extra cuddles and hope that someday he will forget any sad memories.

Thursday, February 18, 2010


In the middle of life's ups and downs, joys and disappointments, tragedies and triumphs, losses and gains, sickness or health.... there is one constant unchanging truth. Always the same...always faithful...
God. And there is nothing that can separate us from His love,but sometimes I lose my awareness it. I busy myself with this and that and the other thing over there and put off the gentle coaxing of Holy Spirit to draw near. But, I hear very softly...."be still...and know...come away with Me."
How patient He is... This morning, I quiet my soul...and I'm drawing near.

Wednesday, February 17, 2010


Just today I was reminded of a beautiful video I purchased back in 2001 and viewed it once again after not seeing it for many years. When I watched it today, it had the same impact on my heart as it did way back then. I was so excited when I found it on youtube. It is just too precious not to share. I hope you will take a few moments and just be still and soak in the beautiful truth that it woven throughout this video. It is truely a blessing. The blessing of Abba's love.
Father's Love Letter used by permission Father Heart Communications Copyright 1999-2010

Tuesday, February 9, 2010


This new kitty is really a dog!
I am so proud of my Tink for being so tolerant of our new kitty.
I'm so glad they are becoming playmates. Hopefully, Buddy will join in on the fun!

Monday, February 8, 2010


I found all three of them lined up in front of the sliding glass door and just had to take these pictures. (New kitty is on the right...kinda hard to see because of his black coat. Things are getting better. I can't wait until Buddy and new kitty are buds and start to romp and play together. When the two kitties start to growl, Tink gets right in the middle of them to break it up. She's the "house police".

Saturday, February 6, 2010


You can design your own two sided business cards!

I did and I'm not techno! You can do it, too!
They have a very helpful technical staff you can call on the phone! They offer matt or glossy finish and for a small additional cost, rounded corners. Their prices are reasonable and the quality is very close to Moo cards at a fraction of the cost.

Tuesday, February 2, 2010


Thank you for all the wonderful name suggestions for our new kitty. Richard and I just couldn't pick one, so, I had to draw for the winner. Drum roll please......the winner of $20.00 in merchandise from my studio is......Katsallthat! You can visit her lovely studio at:

Thursday, January 28, 2010


We just got home with a new addition to our family. He was called Oscar at the Petsmart shelter, but, we're not sure just yet what his name will be.

He was found behind one of the stores at a local mall. He showed up there and one of the employees was feeding him for several weeks. She then contacted petsmart and they cleaned him up (was full of oil and greese) and gave him the medical attention he needed.

Wednesday, January 20, 2010


My Daddy made the yummiest chile. That's him in the photo taken a few years ago with my neice Courtney and her son, my great nephew, Tanner on Daddy's birthday.
When the weather turns cold and damp there's nothing like it! It's so simple to make and sure to warm you up inside. I have tweaked the recipe just a little. Changed the ground beef to ground turkey, and not as much oil to saute the onion, but, it is still delicious and super easy to make. A very good friend of mine actually won a chile cookoff with the recipe! I hope you will try it and like it as much as we do at our house.
Saute one medium onion in two tablespoons olive oil.
Add 1 pound ground turkey. (I use the all white meat) cook with onion until soft.
Season with salt, pepper, chile powder to taste (I use alot of chile powder 2 or 3 tablespoons)
Add 1 large can tomatoes juice and all (cut tomatoes in pieces)
4 regular cans kidney beans (rinsed and drained)
2 small cans campbells condensed tomato soup (or comparable brand) don't add water.
Cook on med high until mixture begins to bubble, then reduce heat, cover pot, and cook on low for about 40 more minutes.
Serve with crackers or corn bread and enjoy!

Saturday, January 9, 2010


Here are a couple of past birthday photos of Daddy. His birthday is on June 14th...Flag Day. He is very proud of that because he loves his country and it's flag. He is a WWII vet and was honored with a purple heart, though he never boasts about it.

The photo with all the baloons was taken last year at his 90th birthday party. Back row: Christian and Jordan (my niece and her hubby) and my sister Darla. That's my brother, Louie Jr. with the big smile on his face. That's me in the striped top, and my husband Richard holding Tinkerbelle. This photo was taken a few years ago on Daddy's birthday. He enjoyed dressing up in the patriotic hat and bow tie. (that's me, Darla, and Louie Jr. behind him)

Friday, January 1, 2010

Kitten Surprise

This little kitten is so cute! Most have probably already seen it, but, just incase you haven't, I'm posting it for you to see. I just can't get enough of it. I have seen it so many times. It's irresistable. Enjoy and have a happy New Year!