Food.. it's callin' me

Oh my goodness sakes. I am working so hard, I say again, SO HARD not to eat a bunch of junk-or-rama or yeasty foods but but but it's snowing outside, the pumpkin bread turned out yummylicious, the truffles are still in the house from our trip, NB brought over maltballs, I would love to bake a chocolate pie, and a big fat piece of bread would be ever so good too instead of the Kamut bread I just ate. Why is it that some people can eat any.thing. and be fine and then there's 5' try 2" nothing me who can't and still struggles. Oh metabolism where art thou??

Hey Fresno...

Dang we look good. This is Reginia. My sister, my very dear friend and my confidant. She's OLDER than me and has paved the way in many areas of my life. She got married first, had kids first, her kids left home first, got gray hair first. HA!

In 10 days I get to see her! I wish she lived closer but for now, I am WAY SUPER glad for technology. I can check out her life here or pick up the ol' telephono and chat...just because.

We really want to do the Amazing Race together some day. The Practical and the well.. Not so Practical. Perfect fit. Wouldn't that be fun to do? We've always enjoyed being together and really love sharing stories over yummy coffee. I can't wait to see her.

Oh yeah.. the picture.. summer time a few years back. California blondes with California tans.

Just the Two of Us!

Our 20 years together has gone by so quickly. We love to spend time together and finally squeezed in a few nights away to enjoy the company of each other. Oh and we did just that! We talked, walked, sipped on wine, ate scrumptious food, visited a cavern, soaked in the pool, went down memory lane, ate some truffles, and enjoyed a cup of Joe in the hotel lobby NEXT DOOR. The hotel next door had some great architecture and some awesome couches. It ended all too soon and we were off, heading back home.

Ok, so the coffee story... On Thursday night we headed up the the lodge and really wanted some coffee. We hit four little towns after Loveland and not a single Starbuck's stayed open after 6pm. Can you believe it?? All these quaint mountain communities... Vail, Cooper Mountain, Avon.... not one coffee shop open!

We stayed at Glenwood Springs Lodge and Hot Springs. I have seen this place online and was really excited about exploring this part of Colorado. Terrell surprised me with a package at the lodge that included two massage treatments; a couples massage and a mineral bath. We soaked in the pool every day...ahhh. This pool is fed by natural hot springs and is so nice and toasty. I wish I had a picture of the geriatric crowd. We were laughing because it reminded us of the movie Cocoon! I was very hopeful it would help my neck and shoulders but no luck. :( The weather couldn't be better and we got enough vitamin D to add color to our skin. A little vitamin D did this gal some good!

The room we stayed in had a little sitting area outside the door. I took this shot on Friday morning and did not get another one til Saturday night. My battery died... can you believe it! We packed far more than we needed in the truck and I forgot my charger. We drove around and around looking for a camera shop. To no avail I was stuck. BUT... God always comes through on time. We went to Glenwood Caverns on Saturday and this cute family from Nebraska was there on our tour. I noticed a gal with my camera! By the end of the tour I had the courage to tell her my story and she offered to meet up with me and charge my battery! Thank you Amy!! I have some great memories now because of you.

The drive was gorgeous. A few mountains had a sprinkling of snow left from the last storm.

And no trip would be complete with out a souvenir. Yep, we are now owners of a pop-up tent trailer. We've been looking for a long time but with the Duggars Motto "Buy used, pocket the rest!" running through our mind we kept searching. This little baby was hidden away in a small but GORGEOUS mountain town and waited 20 years for us to come get her. No not really but it is a 1989 vintage. How appropriate that it was created the same time we married. Oh.. goosh goosh. I can't help but be a hopeless romantic and sentimental fool.

Time away together never gets old. I adore my husband. I love being married and if anyone asks me, I would go back and do it all over again, just as we did. 20 years and counting....

My List for November and December..Take 1

So November and December go by way too fast and I feel like I miss out on some great things. So here's my list:

1. Don't eat too much sugar or yeast. I'm doing good and good merciful heavens, it needs to stay that way.

2. Make lots of pumpkin bread for friends, pastors, and the people who serve us like the garbage man. We have the BEST garbage man.

3. Get Christmas gifts early and make them meaningful. Oh yes, mail them ON TIME. That would be good.

4. Take a really great Christmas picture and actually mail it out..maybe. Stamps are so expensive!

5. Buy my girls Christmas sweaters. Ok so we freeze our little tooshies here in the winter in dresses. A sweater and jeans are fine. Really.

6. Pray with friends and laugh over Hot Cocoa.

7. Watch two movies: The Grinch (T's favorite) and Christmas Story. No Three.. also the Jimmy Stewart movie that's on everyday in December. What is that called???

8. Beg my mom and dad to come visit and bring some amazing fudge.

9. Ring the bell for the Salvation Army.

10. Feed someone in need.

11. Do something magical with my husband. I don't know, maybe take a drive in the snow on a moonlit night.

12. Go to the Christmas parade on the 16th street mall. Gotta do that.

13. Do something crafty with my kids.

14. Make sure I have the kids gifts for the "12 days of Christmas" early and send Gabe his off to CSU.

15. Christmas Carol somewhere. I love singing.

Ok. That's enough to start. I love this time of the year and just don't want to miss anything or any chance of making each day count. Gotta make it count, this life I live. Just Gotta.

The Lord is my Shepherd... or is He?

I tell you what.. when God speaks loudly, I pay close attention. I try really hard to listen when He speaks softly too but this loud business grabs my attention much quicker.

A few days ago I shared a story, with my friend Susan, about when Terrell had his ear pierced and his commitment to me through this act of love. When Terrell had his ear pierced, he shared the scripture with me in God's word of the bond-servant and his lobe being pierced as a commitment to devotion. Yesterday, my husband and I were contemplating some Scripture and comparing a bond-servant to a slave. I said a bond-servant is by choice and a slave is not. So we talked and chatted then finished up with prayer. God must have been working upstream in my heart knowing what today would bring. Bear with me.. this is going somewhere.

Well, today I read my usual, Oswald Chambers, My Utmost for his Highest, and spent some time in the book of Galatians. What would the title in today's reading be? A Bond-Slave to Jesus. No really.. it was. So I'm reading... and thinking... and contemplating Galatians 2:20, " I am crucified with Christ, nevertheless I live; yet not I, but Christ lives in me."

The opening statement, the very first thought Mr. Chambers says on November 3rd is this: "These words (Gal 2:20) mean the breaking of my Independence with my own hand and surrendering to the supremacy of the Lord Jesus." Oh goodness merciful heavens. Am I holding onto my dependence of me? Oh boy, oh boy.

So I'm pondering this, looking out the window, thinking about what Paul says in Galatians and remember a book my friend Laura loaned me that I was anxious to dive into, A Shepherd Looks at Psalm 23. I jump up from my comfy seat and track it down. What would the first chapter be about but that my amazing Creator wants to be my Shepherd if I let Him. So catch this... almost done with this chapter describing God's desire to know me, shepherd me, and I read this: The day he (Phillip Keller) got his thirty sheep his friend handed him a sharp knife. He had to put his mark on them, identifying them as his own. The Shepherd knows his sheep. He bought them with a price and marked them his own. The author, Phillip Keller, went on to share the story in the Old Testament of the bond-servant's ear being pierced; the mark for life saying he belongs to that house, comparing that to the mark he placed on his sheep. Isn't that what Jesus did for me? Paid the price on that wicked cross, bearing my sin, all for my sake, so I can belong to Him? Again the bond-servant. Again, bought with a price. Again, surrender.

I have to ask myself.. Am I surrendering to my Shepherd or do I still live my life knowing he's my Shepherd but sitting across the field doing my own thing not really listening to Him. Do I bear the mark of my Lord? There is a difference between the knowing and the doing. God is so working upstream in my life today...showing me more of what he really wants for my life, but not just mine, yours too. If we could only grasp how Big and Awesome and Divine, yet Caring, Gentle, and Protective our Shepherd is, we wouldn't want to do anything but surrender. Just sit and think about this a minute. The creator of the atom, the universe, human beings, cells, air, anything complex, anything beautiful... wants to Shepherd us. Wants to love on us and take us into green pastures, a life that is complete and satisfying. How awesome is that!

All we have to do is surrender. All. Surrender. Hmmm...

Reality Check:

Are you ready to lay yourself down at the foot of the cross? Prostrate, fully facing the ground. Giving all you are or ever will be today to Jesus.. knowing that what may come, and it won't all be peaches and creme, you have a Shepherd who cares, really cares and will take good care of you. This is a hard one.. surrendering.

Thanks for Listening,

Tuna Jones