Sunday, July 17, 2016

Changing Times

Many years ago Ray and I found this wonderful spot on the Red River.  We both fell in love with it and visit it nearly every time we have come to the mountain.  


We love it so much I took a picture of it and have it hanging over my tub in the bathroom.  This picture of this stream is so peaceful to me.  We've taken so many pictures there over the years and find great peace in just sitting by the river and listening to it babble as it flows over the rocks.

Summer of 2012

We take friends and family there every opportunity.

Fisherman Seth - 2007

The Haynes 2012

Erin and Laci 2007

Stephen 2012

Rhonda and Carla - 2012


Family - 2007

Yesterday we visited my favorite little spot to read and relax.  I took a picture of the spot because it has changed so much over the last few years.  A beetle has wreaked havoc on much of the forest in northern New Mexico.  Because of this vicious attack, many of the trees have been killed, have rotted and fallen into the river.  The view of the river is much different today.

The course of the river has changed and flow has been redirected.  If you close your eyes, you can still hear the river babble as it flows over the rocks.  The water is still the same.  Its cold, pure and continuously running, but the landscape is very different.

I began to compare that beautiful spot to our lives over the last 11 years since we first visited that beautiful, picturesque spot.  We are all born beautiful and peaceful.  But just as the beetle has invaded the forest causing damage to the stream, things invade our lives causing damage as well.  We are tempted by sin, burdened by illness, devastated in the loss of loved ones.  We are changed forever by the violence that has erupted across America and the world.  We long for the day when there was just beauty and peace among us.  The damage has changed our view of life and our lives have often taken different paths because of the damage we have suffered.  

But just as standing at the river and closing our eyes, our lives can still be grounded in greatness in spite of the vicious attacks we face.  We can cling to the promises of God.  We can still move forward in the best way possible, but we must not focus on the damage but focus on God.  He can still move mountains.  He can still make the streams run pure and cold in spite of everything. 

If I've learned one thing today from my time in New Mexico, it is that life will change and in spite of the bad things that come our way, God is still the answer.  He should always be our focus.  We should close our eyes and seek Him and resist the evil of this world.  So while I'm here, I plan to spend a little extra time each day seeking His wisdom, resting my weary soul and seeking peace in this world that has changed so very much.

Friday, July 15, 2016


As I sit here this morning in my little RV in the park in Red River, I am watching the hummingbirds.   We have one with brilliant orange colors that is apparently the alpha hummingbird.  He or she (I am not sure how to tell the sex of a hummingbird) sits on the top of the feeder and drinks at his or her pleasure.  When another hummingbird approaches, there is a short skirmish followed by the other bird being run off, and our alpha hummingbird sits atop the feeder again guarding the feeder for his or her own selfish purposes.

I ponder this and am so thankful for parents who taught me to be generous and share.  I think our nature is to always "guard our stuff", but in reality, stuff is of little importance.  What's really important are the relationships we have in our lives with our friends and family.  Those real connections are what get us through a lifetime.

Money can't buy health, friendship, love or even happiness.  
Genuine  relationships are the most valuable commodity of all.  I am so thankful for parents who taught me that concept.  The real root of all relationships is your desire to give and share.  Whether you are sharing a meal, your time, money or even your love for Christ, it forms the basis of all relationships.

I think I was blessed as my Mother and Daddy taught me to share the family meal time together.  Mother spent her time with us as children when she was not teaching.  Sundays were always spent as a family going to church followed by the visit with family either at Grannie and Daddy Bill's or at Uncle Lem and Aunt Lou's.  My parents were always generous with the tithes to the church, donations to the needy and a helping hand to whoever needed one.  

So as a lesson today, I plan to not be like the orange hummingbird that sits outside my feeder and is selfish.  I hope to build relationships by giving of my time, talents and money just as parents have taught by example!

Friday, June 17, 2016

Father's Day

This  coming weekend is not really a weekend I celebrate any longer as my Daddy passed away five years ago.  He was a school superintendent and wonderful educator.  He was a
servant leader before his time and believed that every child could succeed if given the opportunity.  I am grateful for the love of education he instilled in me which reminds me how blessed I am that I represent Texas Public Schools every day.  Although he and I won’t be celebrating this weekend, I will take this weekend to celebrate his love for me, his blessings on me, and his wisdom with me.  

I hope each of you has a Happy and Blessed Father’s Day.

Wednesday, December 2, 2015

Fae Perkins

Heaven gained an angel a couple of weeks ago.  Fae Perkins got her heavenly wings and was greeted by Jesus as she entered into heaven.  She made such an impact on so many lives during her tenure here on earth.  She was an avid church worker in so many areas. 

She touched my life when she was a GA leader so many years ago.  I will never forget the many lessons on missions she shared with so many young women through the Girls in Action program.

The other great skill that was often shared was the preparation of meals at the church for a family having a funeral.  During my time as a stay at home Mom, I was blessed to be placed on a “cooking" committee with Miss Fae, Miss Evelyn, and Miss Margie.  I was taught the art of cooking not only for the masses but making sure food was delicious.  I give Miss Fae credit for teaching me to make the best green beans ever from a can.  She could take anything in the cabinet and make it “homemade”.  What a joy and delight to have spent time with these amazing Christian cooks in the church kitchen.

I learned a lot more than just cooking from those wonderful women.  I learned about a servant’s heart. Fae Perkins had a true servant’s heart.  She was always willing to give of herself, her time and her talents to show Christ’s love through her loving spirit.  In teaching me literally how to make green beans to feed 25 people, she also taught me to how important it is to be an example of compassion, kindness, and generosity. 

I will be forever grateful for the time I spent with Fae Perkins.   

Thursday, November 5, 2015

10 Things That Changed the Day My Daddy Died

10.  I worry about my Mother dying as she is the last link to she and my Daddy as my parents. I'm really just one parent away from being an orphan.

9.  Honor your father and mother.  There will come a day when you don’t “have” to make the drive to your Daddy’s house for Father’s Day.

8.  Enjoy every holiday with your Mother, because one day you won’t have her to make memories with on holidays.

7.  Pictures keep memories alive.  Take as many pics as you can of your parents.  It is a vivid reminder of the great times you shared as a family after they are gone.

6.  Don’t complain about your parents in front of me.  I would give anything to have one more conversation, dinner, or drive with my Daddy.

5.  Losing a parent is like joining a class of people that you don’t want to belong.  How do you “opt out” of the “I lost my Daddy Club”.

4.  You can’t explain it to people who still have their parents.  When you lose your Daddy, you have a hole in your heart that can never be filled.

3.  Life goes on – we call it “The new normal”.  It's far from normal.

2.  Holidays are never the same.  You can be determined not to mourn but it is still never the same.

1.  You may rock along for months, and then one day you just lose it all over again because you realize that your Daddy is just not coming back.

I miss you every day.

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