Category Archives: Fun

The Cabbage Patch Hospital and Helen, Georgia Trip!

Yes, we’ve been here before…when our girls were small….but we did it again. And bought two babies….no–we didn’t adopt. (THEY are expensive!) I could hardly afford two from the gift shop! Whew—add that to the price of gas it took to get there and you have a wad of dough! And no cookies come from that either!

We had such a great time! I can’t wait to take you on a tour of the Day Spa…saving that one! Hurry back!

I will be joing the ladies at Sneads First Assembly of God tomorrow night —yeah! A fun night! I will tell you all about it!

I think this will be slideshow week. 🙂

On my way….

I hope you all have a very blessed week…I will be viewing this….

I will think of you…but will have no internet…no phones ringing off the hook…and maybe…my eye will stop twitching! Yeah!

Love you all. Sister Janice..if you read this…know that I love and appreciate the faithful women at Sneads A/G… encourage Aimee while I am away…

Weekend Fun!

A couple of these are from this past summer….the top two to be exact. But I thought I’d share a spoonful of sugar with ya! Now, don’t overdose! That sweetness can get sticky! After you’ve picked up the umteenth truck or almost broken your toe on a car—while kicking it’s wheels before test-drivin’ it!
The top dude loves to play Ninja. The next one down holding the stick, loves to BE NINJA. But he loves to whine more. Which is why I am looking into Ginger Plowman’s new book, “No More Whining”.
The one pictured at the picnic table and with the storybooks and bears is my Rylan. I call him mine for many reasons. His mommy doesn’t mind.
The picture with Papa “trying” to read to a couple of them is funny, because we had more fun watching and listening to Papa deal with this lap full of boys who love books, but love to squirm and ask multiple questions while you are reading…hence, this doesn’t happen very often, so a picture to capture the moment was necessary!
The last sugar-dumplin’ is my Cy-Man. His name is just Cy. But like all grandparents, we have pet names for our kids. Tiffany was “Frog Legs”, April was and is Weezie, and the boys have their own names as well.
My sister, Aimee and I worked on a project last night….more to come on that. It wasn’t a blog. It was a room project. My sister, Wanda’s sewing room. Like I said, more to come on that.

Just a few changes…

In a world full of changes….here is yet another one. After discovering a very ugly and graphic comment on one of my posts, I have had to enable comment moderation. I appreciate my sweet readers, you are loved! Please don’t let this deter you from posting a comment. That is so encouraging to us as we “blog” along in our ministry for the Lord.

So, I continue to “blog along”—writing devotions—sharing snippets of the life at the Knight house—joys and pain—loving the Lord with all I am —all I have—and being obedient to what ever He calls—***His name is Jesus***

There are days when I share lunch with my sister, Aimee in this fashion…I call her on the cell phone—or she calls me…and as I am going to the “drive-thru” of whatever is handy, we chat…she is doing the same as me…but is about 40 miles away…and we get our food —settle in for “lunch via cell phone”. It’s not what we wish it was…but at least we are able to share it in that way. We talk, share thoughts about what the Lord is dealing with us about, and sometimes she or I will share a scripture… or sometimes…you won’t believe this…but one of us may even “sing” to the other! Stop laughing….we do….And then sometimes, we share about the “stuff of life”. The painful stuff. We help each other…bearing one another’s burdens.

This week, I did the “crazy” thing. I was driving to run a quick errand on my lunch time…and as I made a turn onto the 4-lane—a song from YEARS ago came to my mind—from out of the BLUE! See if you recognize it…

“There’s gonna be a big homecoming
I’ll meet you up in heaven
at that
Big homecoming in the sky
There’s gonna be a great big table spread
milk and honey fed
at that
Big homecoming in the sky”

It’s an old Happy Goodman Family song….I remember it from when I was a young girl, and had not thought of it in years…but it came to me as I was driving and I just started singing it…called Aimee—and left the song on her cell phone! It was so bad it made her cry! (Well, she cried…so I figure it was really bad!) It made me think of Wanda…and wondering what she was doing…is she helping get the table set? Is she cooking one of her special dishes for dessert? Or, is she sitting at the feet of Jesus? I don’t know…but sisters…I am making my plans to FIND OUT!

Don’t forget the “Mother’s Day” give-away…and the “*clues*” within each post until then…go here to read what to do! I love each of you!!!!

Who are YOU?

I thought this was a neat quiz….pop over and check yourself out!

I am Elinor Dashwood!

Take the Quiz here!

I have seen the movie—enjoyed it very much…have the book…(somewhere!)

Also, a bit of trivia for you…I will be having a “mother’s day give-away”….and from now until then, I will post a “hint” or two settled deeply inside each devotional post….so, you will have to read carefully and when you comment, tell me what you think the “hint” was!

The first one will be easy…***she is a mom***. The next ones may not be as easy.
I think this will be fun! So, join me as we journey to “Mother’s Day”. A day I am thilled to share with my sweet Mother!

Family Celebrating GREEN!

I have cool kids. Two cool daughters married two cool dudes…and had a bunch of cool kids. This is baby daughter…who will have a (hopefully baby daughter), with cool son-in-law (officer of the law) and very very cool grandson (cowboy in training), who has just the sweetest sugar! Can’t you tell!!!

I am thankful for this bunch of family I have been blessed with!

And the Lord Showed Up!

Can I just tell you how busy I’ve been?….You too? Well, I really missed that hour sleep!

We had a busy weekend…don’t remember what I ate…but know I must have…I don’t remember each step I took…but I know I’m tired.

We had “little guests” and I worked hard on the house all day Saturday trying to get the excess “stuff” dealt with! (From the apartment) Slowly but surely…it is taken care of.

We have had so much going on—these past several weeks and Jeff and I have tried to “plan a few days away” several times and due to someone “tampering with” the set calendar at his office…we have had to change our plans….over and over. Reservations made and cancelled. Frustrating. I have felt “overlooked”…he has felt “on the back burner”…you know what I mean?

I was thinking today about how we go about our business of living each day…and so often put Jesus on the “back burner”….overlook Him in the process of living life…we neglect the “Giver of life”. I think it all goes back to “too much stuff“. Either too much going on….or we have all too much that consumes our time by having to tend to the “things” we thought we had to have. All about “stuff”. One way or another.

Tonight at church the Lord brought a special message—reminding us to “Call on Him”. That He knows us by name. Each one. Is that hard to imagine? It is for me sometimes.

Let me tell you what happened between me leaving work on Friday and Saturday when the wild indians invaded—ahemmm—I mean little boys came to stay the night.

Friday afternoon, I was driving home from work…a rough week in itself….and the thoughts of all the mess that I had to deal with at home was just making me tired! But as I was driving, I had been listening to some praise music…(gotta have it)….and talking to the Lord….(yes, out loud.) And I just told Him, “Lord, I really need Your help tomorrow. I would just love it if You’d show up and help me get all that stuff dealt with!” I said all this thinking that maybe He would speak to my mother’s heart….or my sister, Aimee’s heart…you know….like, “Go ye and help thy sister and thy daughter!”….well, maybe not quite like that but you get the point. I NEEDED some flesh and bones help for cryin’ out loud! Physical labor we are talking about!

Anyway, I finished up that prayer at some point and drove on home and then talked with Mother and knew that she would be unavailable…then my sister Aimee….unavailable…so I just thought…”it’s gonna be You and me Lord!”

Well, early Saturday morning, I jumped up out of bed filled with excitement about the prospect of doing it all myself!….


What happened was is this. I got up…after scrounging for some breakfast, realized the milk was a day old and would not touch it, I made a toasted peanut butter and jelly sandwich. Then I put on T.D. Jakes CD “Woman, Thou art Loosed”….it is a little bit of preach…and a little bit of singing…and a whole lot of worshipping the Lord! So…while we got us some T.D. going…I got started. But, I invited the Lord and He SHOWED UP! You think I’m kidding? Girl, I am a long way from kidding.

I did me some singing…I did me some dancing…I did me some furniture moving…I did me some cleaning…I did me some picture hanging…I did me some praying…I did me a lot of talking to the Lord. Out loud. My house. He hears me all the time. It does not shock Him or anything to “hear me”. He knows the sound of my voice. If I have already upset you….shut this down…it will get worse. Maybe you don’t sing and dance before the Lord….go ahead and get off this page…move on to someone else.

Let me ask you this….where do bad thoughts come from? The devil. Right. So, where do good thoughts come from? Paul admonishes us to “think on good things”…I try…really. But ever now and then, a bad thought pops in my head. Sometimes on a daily basis. On a bad day….they pop in several times a day. Like when someone is playing their rap noise…I mean music so loud I can’t hear myself think…much less listen to what I’ve got on my car radio…and my windows are rolled up! My bad thought is —“I wish I had my baseball bat…I would fix their car radio….right there on the highway!” See…bad thought. From a very angry heart. Not Christlike at all.

So if bad thoughts come from the devil…and good thoughts come from the Holy Spirit…that would mean…to me…that “good common sense” is a gift from the Lord. Okay, don’t laugh….but Saturday while I was working away…I had gotten to the point of needing to move the dining room table. Remember I had been moving…cleaning, dancing, praising, rearranging, etc., all morning…just me and Jesus. Oh, don’t forget T.D. Jakes was involved in keeping my “dancing heart light”. So, here I call Jeff to see where he was in his work on the buildings at the camp. He’s at Lowe’s… again, it’s just me and Jesus. Well, I go to to the dinning table and look at it. Knowing I can’t move it.

Thought pops in my head…tip it on it’s side and just roll it to the other room….hmmmm. Okay, maybe I can do that. So, Mighty Woman here tips the table over and rolls it all the way through the living room to the hall way to the door that it won’t possibly fit through…no amount of twisting…turning or shoving will convince this table to become a moldable piece of clay and just “move on in”. A potter I am not.

Thought number two pops in my head. Lay it on it’s back and take the leg unit off. Hmmmm…..okay, I am now in search of Jeff’s cordless drill. Found it! Pedestal legs come off…table top rolled in…Pedestal leg pulled in and screwed back down…and viola`….table in place.

Mr. Husband…sweet man known at other times, walks in and says, “Miss Impatient…you just can’t wait on me can you?”….I looked at him in all sweet innocence and said, “The Lord helped me”….well after a conversation that made him think I was being “sacrilegious” or either had been smelling some bathroom cleaner that had missplaced some brain cells, he helped me with something else and then went back to work. So did I. Me and Jesus. I made up my own song—(had to, the electricity went off for several hours), I like to work to music…I kind of think that Jesus does too.

So, when your sister can’t help you…and your mother can’t help you….invite the Lord….I tell you the truth…you will have a grand time with Him! Promise!

I’ve still got lots to do!