I was watching tv when all of a sudden I heard a strange noise in the kitchen...it was the boys...so, I headed in there to see what it was and they were so sweet just sitting there playing the cat in the hat game....Kids, they never cease to amaze me. 

DEATH~
WHAT A WONDERFUL WAY TO EXPLAIN IT ! ! ! ! !
A sick man turned to his doctor, as he was preparing to leave the examination room and said,
"Doctor, I am afraid to die. Tell me what lies on the other side."

Very quietly, the doctor said, "I don't know."

"You don't know ? You, a Christian man, do not know what is on the other side?"

The doctor was holding the handle of the door; on the other side came a sound of scratching and whining, and as he opened the door, a dog sprang into the room and leaped on him with an eager show of gladness.

Turning to the patient, the doctor said, "Did you notice my dog? He's never been in this room before.
He didn't know what was inside. He knew nothing except that his master was here, and when the door opened, he sprang in without fear. I know little of what is on the other side of death, but I do know one thing... I know my Master is there and that is enough." 

Ok, I know this is gross, and maybe not fit for a blog...But, I am getting really frustrated with Elijah. He keeps pooping his pants...and he is 5!!! He is fully potty trained but seems to get lazy...and when he does go in the toilet, he won't wipe his own butt, I have to do it. Is this normal, is there something I can do? He is currently on restriction from the playstation, I warned him before I put him on restriction...and he ended up doing it again. Any advice or suggestions would be appreciated. 

Ten commandments for wives

Ten commandments for wives

1. Expect not thy husband to give thee as many luxuries as thy father hath given thee after many years of hard labor. (Phil 4:11; Amos 4:1)
2. Thou shalt work hard to build thy house with the husband that you have, not fantasizing about "the one that could have been". (Prov 14:1)
3. Thou shalt not nag...hit him with thine frying pan, it is kindlier. (Prov 27:15; 21:19)
4. Thou shalt coddle thy husband and be a warm wife. (1 Cor 7:3-5)
5. Remember that the frank approval of thy husband is more to thee than the side glances of many strangers. (Ezek 16:32; 2 Pet 2:14)
6. Thou shalt not yell at thy husband but will be a gentle and quiet spirit. (1 Pet 3:1-4)
7. Permit no one to assure thee that thou art having a hard time of it. (1 Pet 5:9)
8. Thou shall not fail to dress up for thy husband with an eye to please him, as thou didst before marriage. (Sos 4:9-11)
9. Thou shalt submit to thy husband from thy heart and allow him to be head of the household. (Col 3:18; 1 Pet 3:6; Eph 5:33)
10. Thou shalt assure thy husband and others that he is the greatest man alive. (Phil 2:3; Sos 5:9-16)

Keep Your Fork

There was a young woman who had been diagnosed with a terminal
illness and had been given three months to live. So as she was
getting her things "in order," she contacted her pastor and had him
come to her house to discuss certain aspects of her final wishes.
She told him which songs she wanted sung at the service, what
scriptures she would like read, and what outfit she wanted to be
buried in.

Everything was in order and the pastor was preparing to leave when
the young woman suddenly remembered something very important to
her. "There's one more thing," she said excitedly.

"What's that?" came the pastor's reply.

"This is very important," the young woman continued.
"I want to be buried with a fork in my right hand."

The pastor stood looking at the young woman, not knowing quite what
to say.

"That surprises you, doesn't it?" the young woman asked.

"Well, to be honest, I'm puzzled by the request," said the pastor.

The young woman explained. "My grandmother once told me this story,
and from there on out, I have always done so. I have also always
tried to pass along its message to those I love and those who are in
need of encouragement.

In all my years of attending church socials and potluck dinners, I
always remember that when the dishes of the main course were being
cleared, someone would inevitably lean over and say, 'Keep your
fork' It was my favorite part because I knew that something better
was coming ... like velvety chocolate cake or deep-dish apple pie.
Something wonderful, and with substance!' So, I just want people to
see me there in that casket with a fork in my hand and I want them
to wonder "What's with the fork?". Then I want you to tell
them: "Keep your fork .. the best is yet to come." The pastor's eyes
welled up with tears of joy as he hugged the young woman good-bye.

He knew this would be one of the last times he would see her before
her death. But he also knew that the young woman had a better grasp
of heaven than he did. She had a better grasp of what heaven would
be like than many people twice her age, with twice as much
experience and knowledge. She KNEW that something better was coming.

At the funeral people were walking by the young woman's casket and
they saw the pretty dress she was wearing and the fork placed in her
right hand. Over and over, the pastor heard the question "What's
with the fork?" And over and over he smiled.

During his message, the pastor told the people of the conversation
he had with the young woman shortly before she died. He also told
them about the fork and about what it symbolized to her.

The pastor told the people how he could not stop thinking about the
fork and told them that they probably would not be able to stop
thinking about it either.

He was right.

So the next time you reach down for your fork, let it remind you
ever so gently, that the best is yet to come.

Friends are a very rare jewel, indeed. They make you smile and
encourage you to succeed. They lend an ear, they share a word of
praise, and they always want to open their hearts to us.

Show your friends how much you care. Remember to always be there for
them, even when you need them more. For you never know when it may
be their time to "Keep your fork."

Cherish the time you have, and the memories you share . Being
friends with someone is not an opportunity but a sweet
responsibility.  

It has been a long time since I have written anything. The holidays were hard. I really miss mom, and I found that all I wanted to do for Christmas and New years was sleep. It was much easier than facing the pain I was feeling. The kids had a good Christmas, they got all the stuff they wanted, and were very pleased. I have been struggling alot emotionally lately, but I am trying to break out of this rut. I need lots of friends and prayers right now...mostly your prayers.