Tuesday, November 28, 2017

DEVASTATED

I am devastated. I stopped by to see my nephew at his house at 4:50 PM. His male cat is always at the door to greet me. It used to be the female but the male took over. I left at 5:25. My sister was decorating the tree and my nephew doing homework.  I walk in the pharmacy at 6:37 when my nephew calls to tell me his house is on fire. I asked if he was kidding and he said he wasn't I could tell he was crying. I told my mom that we had to go that the sirens were heard on way to pharmacy were going to their house. I sped. I arrived to find them out in the street but their two cats did not make it. I am so grateful my family is ok but devastated about those two wonderful cats. ....RIP Buster and Mittens



FYI....house is condemned. The Red Cross is providing a hotel. They will come here if they have to but we will need to get some beds. It started in the kitchen cooking. That is all I really know right now.

Please pray.

Friday, July 7, 2017

Reunion

I think I have shared this picture before. My brother baptized a new Christian named Jamie in the river by our church in 2009. We found out today that Jamie went to see Jesus July 5. Can you imagine the reunion he also had with my brother?

I sure do miss my brother and my father. One day I will see them both again. 

Saturday, May 6, 2017

I DID IT

This picture might explain where I have been the last two years....BUSY

Thursday, February 16, 2017

Praise

I have had a tough few days at work. As I reflect, I have a tendency to let the negative outweigh the positive.

I have a student that transferred in from an alternative school a few years ago. He does not like change and was not happy about his transfer during the last few weeks of school. He made it clear to me that he didn't like me nor want anything to do with me. Sorry Charlie, nothing I could do.

Fast forward almost two years, he is a few months from graduating. He walks up and hands me a single Hershey Kiss. I really thought it was a joke or that he had licked it first. I asked what's this. He told me that it was a kiss for me. I said ok. The other teacher in the room asked what he was doing. He told her he gave me a chocolate kiss because I have always encouraged him and pushed him and that he may not be in school right now without that. He said he could be on the streets doing whatever but he's in school and graduating.

It did not really hit me until this evening what he had said. I want to cry. That was one of my best gifts ever. I will be there in June yelling when he walks across the stage.

Prayer

Pray for me right down....going through some stuff at work that need prayer.

Friday, February 3, 2017

Be the better person

I was told that I need to be the better person over a situation......


I have one sister. Besides my mother, that's all my family other than a cousin.


I graduate with my Master's in May , 3 hours away. It is sort of a big deal.

Sister told my mom they are not coming because her husband wants to go to a concert the night before and they may schedule a baseball tournament for my nephew.


Hard to be the better person.

Tuesday, December 20, 2016

Mission Field or Battlefield

I know I only post when I have prayer requests. It has been a long year and a half going to school for my Masters and working full-time. I have one week of college work left then a comprehensive exam and I will have earned my Masters in Special Education.

Special education has led me to my mission field of helping students daily. Most days I love it but there are some days I wonder why.

The school that I have been placed at is a rough school. A very rough school. It is not only my mission field but a battlefield for spiritual warfare.

I cannot go into specific details because I have been very open in my blog about the area I live . I will tell you that I need all the prayer and annointing that I can get from everyone. A lot of things have happened this month that could have ended badly but God has shown his favor on me , my co-workers and our students.

Please continue to pray for me and all students that I encounter. Teaching is a tough job.