The Marble Jar

Quite a few years back I read a story in a magazine about a women who used a marble jar to demonstrate to her children the power of prayer. Whenever she had a need for an answer to a prayer (usually something big) she would get out a mason jar, and a package of marbles. Every time she prayed about this particular request she would drop a marble in the jar. She also asked her family members to help her, each time someone said a prayer for this request they also would drop a marble. She said through this faith the answer always came before that marble jar became full!
I thought what a great example to show my children. So, I went to the dollar store and bought a bag of marbles, found a mason jar and began my mission. We were trying to sell our house at the time and needed to....It fell out of contract not once but twice, each time as we were packing, it was such a disappointment! We were getting a little desperate so out came the marble jar. I seriously gave it to God. Told Him I needed that house sold and that I could no longer handle the situation and put it in His hands. I told my husband and kids and told them to also pray about the house and if they did to drop a marble in the jar...you know the answer. We sold that house before that jar was full! And it wasn't the marbles, those were fun and a symbol, but the faith! We had faith and truly put it in His hands. Since then, I have only used the jar on very few occasions. Last Sept. I was looking for a job, with the situation of the economy and jobs scarce, I was having a hard time. Then I remembered the marble jar. Took it out, started really praying and giving it to Him....you know what happened, I don't think I had over ten marbles in that jar...a job!
So, here we are, in a pickle, Mike in Fort Worth, me here. Can't sell the house without losing. Maybe we should rent it. We have until July 1st before we have to start paying for a place in Fort Worth. We decided maybe we should rent the house here in CO. But I was so not wanting to, I kept praying about it, we still had not pursued it, no advertising, etc. Then my neighbor calls out of the blue, I may have someone to rent your house, are you interested? I still am in denial, well maybe. We let them look at the house, but then didn't hear back. You guessed it, out came the marble jar...God what do you want us to do? Sell, stay, rent, exactly 10 marbles later...our house is rented. It's Faith. It's finally trusting fully in God's will for us. We need to let it go and give it to Him. I have a hard time doing this. I always want to control the situation myself...why? Complete faith, and giving it to Him, that's when the answer comes. If you are in a place where you are struggling and don't know what to do, let it go, give it to Him, its in his hands anyway. If you need a marble jar get one.

Can't resist the urge to share....

This was forwarded to me via email from a close friend:

Moses said to the children of Israel, "Pick up your shovels, mount your asses and camels, and I will lead you to the promised land." Then about 75 years ago, Roosevelt said, "Lay down your shovels, sit on your asses, and light up a Camel, this is the promised land." Now Obama has stolen your shovel, taxed your asses, raised the price of Camels and bankrupted the promised land.

Forgot to mention.....

Did I mention? Still need to lose 20 lbs. :0)

Stick my head in the sand....

I want to stick my head in the sand....I now realize why my son hates change....he got it from me. I can roll with it, but I don't like it. I don't want to move, pack, quit, organize, say good by, not know where I'll be in 6 months, and go through all the other crap that goes along with change.....I want to wake up, make my coffee, and carry on my little life routine (well you can have my job) but everything else can stay the same. I need to embrace the change...it always works out and usually for the best. I think I am just in a funk. The only good thing about this change is that I am going to schedule in family time! My daughter, my sister, my step-mother.....miss them all so much! Okay, "change" bring it on! :)

Ugh!

Can't believe it has been almost 2 weeks since I have blogged...sorry to those of you who read this silly thing. But I love to blog, so I am going to try to get back on track.
Ugh, I am in such a funk....I miss Roxy, and have to get over it!
We are thinking of renting our house, my poor hubby is in Forth Worth, I guess I will have to join him...we have been holding on to the Colorado thing too long. Emmie's Hope is in the works, poor Clay is in a fix....where is his home? College is home, but summer is coming.....too much to deal with....aging parents, economy, moving, UGH! That's all I want to say.
But here's the deal, I need to be thankful. God is good, and always gives us His blessings and hope....Mike has a job, we have a home, we had Roxy for 8 great years....I am healthy, my kids are healthy, I have real friends that care about me.....so I must get my head out of the sand.....get back to the bright side and out of the dark...that Satan loves to throw us into....life goes on. :0)

Roxy

We lost our little Roxy this weekend. We had her for 8 years, she was a snuggle-bug, a friend, a watchdog, and our little buddy. The loss of a pet is hard because they are truly part of the family. When they are gone there is a void. I could talk all day about how much I miss her.....but life goes on. Our family was lucky to have her for eight years.

Two Menopausal Women on a Mission!

Okay, as most of you know we are starting a non-profit from the ground up.......its a very good cause. Helping young girls with self-esteem to help them avoid at-risk behaviors, etc.
We are two women on a mission. This is a very hard thing to do. We seriously work 24/7 on this deal. Not to mention trying to juggle other jobs, projects, family etc. There are days when I literally feel like I am losing my mind. Here is a typical conversation between Margo and I, you be the judge.
On our cell phone in the morning. "Are you picking me up at 8 or 9, I can't remember? I can't remember either, how about 8:30, perfect. Where are we going today? I can't remember. We have to go to mail and copy for more copies to drop off to the Loveland School District, but we did that yesterday, I know it was the wrong building, we have to go pick them up and drop them off at their other office, then why do we need more copies, because we are making packets to drop off at Longmont office also, oh yea. In the car driving, it is so nice out today, we need to get a walk in. You are right, lets drop these off, go for a walk and then go to Longmont tomorrow, okay. Where are we? I don't know, do you remember? We were here yesterday, but I can't remember. Don't ask me, I know, I'll call the district office and ask...Margo driving and dialing cell phone (a no no) I am looking around to see if anything looks familiar, no. After all that was yesterday, how can I remember that far back? Oh there it is, great. Okay, now where are we going, on a walk? Well we are running out of time...Do you have a pen, no do you? Where's my glasses? I don't know. Where are we going? For a walk. Oh yea. Do we have anything tomorrow scheduled? I don't know, do you have your planner, no. Margo searches her blackberry (while driving) oh here it is, one meeting at Loodles at 9:00. Okay, pick me up at 8:30, okay. She is now dropping me off, I say what time are you picking me up tomorrow? She says, we didn't go on a walk! Oh yea, let's check our emails and I'll come over in about an hour and we'll walk, okay. See you tomorrow! :( good grief!