Welcome to my Writing Room/War Room

                                             Please come visit my writing room/war room.

At lease that's what I hope it will be. I've been cleaning out, getting rid of and organizing all week in hopes to get a level of peace and anticipation in my little room.

 

My baskets are full of matted prints and note cards. It may look a little crowded, but if you had a room as small as this room, you'd find you must use every space available.

 

All our DVDs are housed here, with more baskets of matted prints and note cards.

 

 

In this corner are my books, computer paper and writing journals.

 

This desk houses bills and important papers, all within reach when I'm sitting at my table. I just have to swing the chair around.

I love my view of the back yard, where I ponder over issues and new posts. I'm working on this post on my computer screen.

I've made room for some of my favorite devotions books to be at my fingertips. And, of course, I'm surrounded by more matted prints on the wall in front of me.

I already have a bulletin board I can use to place war time prayer requests. I'll just have to take down a few friendly faces to make room.

Some of my collections of that silly character, Eeyore, sits on the desk. How I love that guy!

In commemoration of the first book I sold, I have the cover and the original $10 framed. Also, below, the first check I received from my publisher (even if it is only for $4.07)!

Articles that I have written and sold are on two bulletin boards (one covered by the book case, unfortunately, for lack of space).

One of my favorite snaps is taped to my writing table so it is always in front of me! Our family of three fawns and Mom enjoying corn at our back gate.

My room is in the back of the house providing quiet, that is unless Abby and Jo are trying to get me out of there!

I hope you've enjoyed the tour of my room. Please pray that I will be diligent and faithful as I write to encourage others and intercede in prayer.

 

2016

Where, oh where, is my beautiful snow! How I miss it! I love to watch it fall and listen to it as it comes down. It is beautiful and makes my heart glad. I love to consider how God will wash my sins as white as snow, all because of Jesus. Following are some snow snaps since I don't have any snow to look at.

I had the pleasure of watching War Room for the first time, as it recently was released on DVD. What a powerful stand for our Savior and God! Do you have a War Room where you go to intercede for your family? your friends? your country?

                    How excited I was when I saw this red barn a delightful, snowy morning!

I liked Miss Clara's attitude: strong belief and powerful prayers! They stirred my soul. I was thinking where I could have a "war room." Our home is small so there's not much space for my own private "war room." But I do have the smallest bedroom as my writing room. It's all mine. It would be the logical place to house my "war room."

                           These cardinals were content with the seed put out for them to eat.

But, if truth be known, I fail in my prayer life. Can I really live up to powerful prayers like Miss Clara, or would I be a hypocrite telling you I'm going to have my own "war room"? I don't want to give up. I want to be faithful.

I smiled when I found these two squirrels down where we put out corn for the deer having their own meal. 

And then there's those prayers that have gone on forever and I wonder if they'll ever be answered.
My friend, Carol, sent over these words from Max Lacado that I think fit in nicely here:

"Hang in there! Don't give up! Is anything too hard for the Lord? No!

"Easy for you to say! You have no idea how long I've been praying and asking--and asking again!

"Just when you least suspect it--the God of surprises strikes again! God does that for the faithful. (I like that.) . . . Don't quit! You may miss the answer to your prayers! God s faithful--He's always in time!"

                  The snow was falling heavy when I snapped this scene of sheep in the barn.

 God certainly is faithful. And I want to be faithful in my prayer life.

The other day I was reading one of my favorite psalms, 119. When I came to verse 147 it tugged at my heart. "I rise before dawn and cry for help; I have put my hope in your word." Some thoughts on Psalm 119:

"This Psalm is called the Alphabet of Divine Love, the Paradise of all the Doctrines, the Storehouse of the Holy Spirit, the School of Truth, also the deep mystery of the Scriptures, where the whole moral discipline of all the virtues shines brightly. And as all moral instruction is delightsome, therefore this Psalm, because excelling in this kind of instruction, should be called delightsome, inasmuch as it surpasses the rest. The other Psalms, truly, as lesser stars shine somewhat; but this burns with the meridian heat of its full brightness, and is wholly resplendent With moral loveliness." Johannes Paulus Palanterius, 1600.

It is, indeed, a lovely psalm which thrills my soul!

                       A beautiful morning with bright sun and blue sky and ice on the branches!

Morning has always been my best time to pray and read God's word. But the many health concerns through 2015 kept me from my normal routine. But I long for the satisfaction and joy of previous years spending early morning with my God.

It sure would be a good way to begin 2016. So I will take my challenge and pray for the ability to persevere in prayer, in a powerful way, as Miss Clara showed me.

                                        The lovely snow heart I made one year!

We are at war. Soldiers are being killed and wounded right here in the United States. As Miss Clara said: "Raise them up!" (prayer warriors)

I like what Pastor Mark Batterson said: "God honors bold prayers because bold prayers honor God."

             Abby and Jo shortly after we brought them home, at 3 months old. They loved the snow!

I'm waiting snow! "When you decided to make snow . . . that was a really cool idea!" Hank Ketcham, Dennis the Menace

 

I Am Strong

          This display of angels in Damascus has always been one of my favorite Christmas displays!

I was reminded of a special strength while reading one of Charles Spurgeon's devotions, and it encouraged my heart. Here we are, ready to begin a new year, and some of us our tired.

2015 was very hard on Jerry and me, with many health concerns, some major, others secondary, and we still feel the affects from them. We're tired, and starting a new year, we have hope for a healthier season.

" . . . a Christian pilgrim continuously receives fresh supplies of grace and is as vigorous after many years of toilsome travel and difficulties as when he first began. He may not appear as zealous or as spontaneous in his zeal as he once was, but he is much stronger in the things that constitute true power, and although he may travel more slowly, he travels far more steadily." Charles Spurgeon, Look Unto Me

True words to cheer your heart. Those of us who have walked many years with our Lord have access to great strength and power. And it is, indeed, there!

                                               Where's the snow? I can't go out and play!

"One of the beautiful aspects of the Christian life is that we never have to rely on our own strength." God will always give us the strength we need for the burden we must bear.

Yes, we're definitely slower, no doubt about that! but we are stronger and powerful because our faith through the years has taught us that we serve a God that is faithful and true.

"When a man has no strength, if he leans on God, he becomes powerful." Dwight Lyman Moody (1837-1899)

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I enjoyed watching the story of Lettie Cowman, better known as Mrs. Charles E. Cowman, author of  the famous devotional book, Streams in the Desert. There are two DVD's about her experiences and heartbreak that inspired her to write her beloved devotional.

 I've spoke of this devotional book before on this blog. I received it as a new Christian from an older woman, and it was my go to book for many years.

It was good to learn about her life and the book she wrote that has encouraged many hearts through the years, since it was first published in 1925.

Below is the cover on my book, which still has her name as Mrs. Charles E. Cowman. There are now several volumes available, but my heart will always be glad for the first volume and how it's words spoke to me.

 

 

A new year is before us. Let's live for our Savior, Jesus, sharing our story of the day are life was changed.

A Different December

"In spring I delight you, In summer I cool you,

In autumn I feed you, In winter I warm you."

A Tree

The Festival of Trees at the Town Mall in Westminster were lovely this year. We enjoyed the different creations. They even had an Oriental Christmas Tree which Jerry said was a contradiction in terms. But we do have some Chinese Christian churches in our country.

I hope you enjoy my favorites:

Friends are my treasures!

 

"Ah! dearest Jesus, Holy Child, Make thee a bed, soft, undefiled

Within my heart, that it may be A quiet chamber kept for thee."

Martin Luther (1483-1546)

 

Like the royal blue on white.

 

"It is Christmas every time you let God love others through you . . .

yes, it is Christmas every time you smile at your brother and offer him your hand."

Mother Teresa of Calcutta (1910-

 

Lovely red on white with polar bears.

 

"God grant you the light in Christmas, which is faith;

the warmth of Christmas, which is love;

the radiance of Christmas, which is purity;

the righteousness of Christmas which is justice;

the belief in Christmas, which is truth;

the all of Christmas, which is Christ."

Wilda English

 

Brown is one of my favorite colors.

 

"Once in the year and only once, the whole world stands still to

celebrate the advent of a life. Only Jesus claims this

worldwide, undying remembrance."

Unknown

 

 

Lovely red and white combination.

 

"What can I give him, Poor as I am?

If I were a shepherd, I would bring him a lamb;

If I were a wise man, I would do my part;

Yet what I can I give him--Give my heart."

Christiana Georgina Rossetti (1830-1894)

 

Mom's favorite. She loves oriental décor.

 

This has been a different December for me. A much slower December. Many of you know I already try to live a simpler life, a slower life, a peaceful life. But this December, because of all the health concerns I'm still dealing with, I've found myself much slower than usual. Less shopping. Less decorating. Less baking. I thought it was going to be a disappointing month.

 

What a difference it has been! The month hasn't zoomed by, but, instead, has been very restful. I'm enjoying musing about this celebratory month and the reasons behind it. I have enough time to consider each day, and enjoy each moment. We've gotten out a few times this month, but, overall, I've been home.

 

How soothing! How pleasing to my spirit! How good it feels to relax and consider what this month really means.

 

Now, I don't want you to experience any of the health concerns I've dwelt with this year, but I hope you can find some time to be quiet and ponder Christmas in all of it's glory, rejoicing, knowing in your heart the real reason for Christmas.

 



Christmas is upon us. Let's make sure we celebrate the real meaning of Christmas . . . Jesus' gift to us! Believe. There is nothing wiser to believe in.

 

A Right Nice Bow

               Our friend, Keith, took this snap of Jerry and me for our 30th anniversary picture.

Monday we were on our way to the Shamrock restaurant outside of Thurmont for an anniversary lunch. When we got in the car I noticed that Jerry had cologne on and mentioned it. He said: "Remember when we were first dating. We were going to a concert one evening, so I went to your Mom's house from work and took a shower, then waited for you to get home. When you opened the door, the first thing you said was: "I smell a man!" I did remember that comment. Then Jerry said: "Well the cologne I have on today, and the cologne I used that evening 30 years ago, are from the same bottle. That jar of cologne must be 40 years old!" We had a good laugh.

Last Christmas I bought two bow tree toppers. I loved all the billows of ribbon used to make it a beautiful bow. I decided I wanted to learn how to make Christmas bows. I pulled up some videos on YouTube, picked the one I wanted to try and went to work.

It was such a delight to put them together! I truly felt Christmas residing in my writing room as I put together the different bows. Following is a display of my very own created Christmas bows!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

It was such a delight to give away these bows! It made me smile each time I gave one away! I think this may be a tradition that I'll enjoy carrying on each year!

I also picked up some ribbon for other uses. I could make them all year and take them to a cancer center to bring a smile on someone's face. That's something worth pondering! (The Hope pendant was the only thing I had available to see how the bow would look. I found the fabric hard to cut through while I was making the bow. Don't know if I'd be able to cut through one piece of fabric at a time. Will need to give some thought to this.)

Below is our wedding picture and then a picture of us at the Shamrock on Monday before we enjoyed a delicious meal.

 

"Though Christ a thousand times in Bethlehem be born, If he's not born in thee thy soul is still forlorn." Angelus Silesius (1624-1677)

Time Marches On

Happy Birthday Abby and Jo! My little girls turned two on December 5th. They're just as happy, fun and excitable as they were the day we brought them home.

 

They each received a new toy to fill with peanut butter! They do love their peanut butter. Ohhh, reminds me of my kiss cookies!

                                                                 The eyes say it all!

                                            And a good night to all on a very happy day!

Happy Anniversary to Jerry and me! We celebrate 30 years on December 14th (yes, 14th again). It seems like such a big number, 30. How did we make it? We'll be celebrating lunch at the Shamrock, near Thurmont.

I created a memory book on Shutterfly for Jerry of pictures over the last 30 years. The cover I did myself (as you can tell . . . a little goofy).

 

Enjoyed a wonderful Christmas lunch with my school age friends, Linda and Paula.

 

 

The restaurant was cozy and festive and provided us a wonderful time to enjoy each other's company.

 

 

 

 

I liked this window scene!

And Christmas is only 16 days away. They say time goes by faster as you age, but I'm so much slower than I was that I don't understand how it goes by faster.

A Month of Miracles

We enjoyed a festive and delicious meal at the Old South Mountain Inn on Thanksgiving day. It was a lovely day here in Maryland, and a lovely drive to just just west of Middletown on top of South Mountain.

I use to drive by this Inn on my way to work retreats at Skycroft Conference Center when I was with the Baptist Convention. Jerry and I ate at the Inn five or so years ago for Thanksgiving one year, so when I began thinking about Thanksgiving for this year I suggested we go there again.

Mom couldn't get over the hanging Christmas Balls. Snowflakes were having in the next room, and the far room little wrapped boxes were hanging. I've always loved lamp posts and this window, below, is especially attractive to me.

Mom had her picture taken with Santa who was right next to our table.

And now begins the month of miracles. Everything will be decorated and festive. Food. Laughter. Fun. All the trimmings of Christmas. I've gone through many Christmases broken hearted and sad, but God has brought the joy of Christmas back to me.

My heart is right where it belongs. In Jesus' everlasting arms. Celebrate with me as I schedule a few dates with good friends, enjoy looking at the decorations, bake my specialties and give them away, and joyfully thank God for His great gift to us all!