Thursday, November 26, 2009
Happy Thanksgiving!
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Ode To Forgetfulness
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Einstein Entertains...
Sunday, November 1, 2009
Sunday's Song--How Deep The Father's Love To Us
How Deep The Father's Love To Us
How deep the Father’s love for us,
How vast beyond all measure
That He should give His only Son,
To make a wretch His treasure.
How great the pain of searing loss,
The Father turns His face away
As wounds which mar the chosen One,
Bring many sons to glory.
Behold the Man upon a cross,
My sin upon His shoulders
Ashamed I hear my mocking voice,
Call out among the scoffers.
It was my sin that held Him there,
Until it was accomplished
His dying breath has brought me life,
I know that it is finished.
I will not boast in anything,
No gifts, no power, no wisdom
But I will boast in Jesus Christ,
His death and resurrection.
Why should I gain from His reward?
I cannot give an answer
But this I know with all my heart,
His wounds have paid my ransom.
Why should I gain from His reward?
I cannot give an answer
But this I know with all my heart,
His wounds have paid my ransom.
Friday, October 30, 2009
A Wonderfully Warm Day
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Another H1N1 Vaccine Warning
Friday, October 23, 2009
Here We Go Again...
Monday, October 19, 2009
It Had To Be Snakes
We saw two live babies in the woods on trails, and I gently scooted them off to safety. Unfortunately, a beautiful smooth green snake we found was half dead. Thankfully, this little hognose snake did not get run over when earlier, I pulled our van into the driveway! --LKR
Friday, October 16, 2009
Vaccination Complications
The swine flu vaccination contains 25,000 times the amount of thimerosal, a known neurotoxin, than would even be considered toxic in food and water. This vaccine can trigger Guillain-Barre Syndrome, another neurological disorder. As I cautioned in a recent post, if you have fibromyalgia, chronic fatigue syndrome, or other neurological illnesses, you especially should steer clear from this vaccine. --LKR
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Prayers, Please
This is a bit of a tear jerker but worth it. Please pray for Zach and his family. Thanks! --LKR
Yesterday...
Monday, October 12, 2009
Let It Snow, Let It Snow, Let It Snow???
We woke up, and the kids ran out into this to wait for the bus, this morning!!! It's only October 12th, and we've already had snow twice in the past two days!!! Thankfully this will melt--once the snow stops flying--before the day is over! --LKR
Saturday, October 10, 2009
Swine Flu
Here's to a less stressful flu season!!! --LKR
Snow!!!
Friday, October 9, 2009
Swine Flu And Vitamin D
Eat healthy, stay away from processed and junk foods, take good quality natural supplements like thymus, and you're on your way to strengthening your immune system and having a healthier life! --LKR
Swine Flu Vaccine
If you have fibromyalgia, chronic fatigue syndrome, or other neurological illnesses, you especially should steer clear from this vaccine. [Yes, fibromyalgia is neurological, while chronic myofascial pain syndrome, often diagnosed as fibromyalgia but often occuring with it, is muscular.]
This flu shot contains a known neurotoxin, and contains 25,000 times the amount that would be considered toxic in water or food levels!!!
There are much safer things you can do to avoid the flu! Be smart, not scared! --LKR
Thursday, October 8, 2009
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
Graceful Lippizaner Stallions
The history in this is fascinating, as well. Enjoy!!! --LKR
(The long version, followed by a short version if you don't have the time or are not as interested in it's history):
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
~First Frost~
Monday, September 28, 2009
Cold Front Blowing In...
"Burrrr!"
"Ah! It's COLD out there!"
"Ugh!"
If they weren't totally awake before they reached for the door knob at 6:44 am, they sure were by the time they stepped out through the door!
Don't worry, I had my moment too while running out to bring poochie back inside. "Ahhhh!" I shrieked as unexpected freezing pellet raindrops blew at me horizontally in the fiercely blowing wind.
How I long for warmer days after this cold front blows through, but I don't think we'll get it. If only we could migrate along with the birds and butterflies to warmer winter dwellings!!! --LKR
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Monday, September 21, 2009
Retracing Steps For A Worthy Cause
Update: This morning, he's all curled up and looks pretty normal. White Pine Wildlife Rehab Center is still going to take him in.
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Raspberries
Soon, frost will be ruining any remaining, ripening fruit. I'm just hoping for a good loooong Indian summer to make up for the lack of usual warmth we normally have in June, July, and August! --LKR
Friday, September 18, 2009
Why Did They...?
Why did they cross that road? What made them do it? Obviously, the grass was not greener on the other side of the road--for either of them, at least!
Maybe it was a lack or food, curiousity, or the search for a winter home that caused these critters to trek over treacherous turf. Who'll ever know? They aren't telling! --LKR
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Quiche, Anyone?
Let's see, the zucchinis, tomatoes, and onion were sauteed; side pork (cooked) was "crumbled"; cheddar, havarti, and muenster were added to milk and eggs and mixed together. Oh, yes, some basil and oregano were also tossed in. Normally I like to use fresh herbs, but our basil is recovering from when we were away on our (2,827 mile) "road trip", and we haven't had oregano in our garden since we've lived here. Guess this was the only part of the recipe I actually followed: Bake at 350 for about 45 minutes.
The kids were fighting over who would get the largest pieces. None of them asked what they were eating until after all crumbs were consumed. The smiles quickly turned to shock and disbelief. I'm not exactly sure what they've heard about quiche, before, but it must not have measured up! --LKR
Saturday, September 5, 2009
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Early Mornings, Once Again!
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Manasquan
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Mom's Virág (Flowers)
Sunday, July 12, 2009
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Sunday's Song--Battle Hymn of the Republic
Battle Hymn of the Republic
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord;
He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored;
He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword;
His truth is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His truth is marching on.
I have seen Him in the watch fires of a hundred circling camps
They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps;
I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps;
His day is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His day is marching on.
I have read a fiery Gospel writ in burnished rows of steel;
“As ye deal with My contemners, so with you My grace shall deal”;
Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with His heel,
Since God is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Since God is marching on.
He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat;
He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment seat;
Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer Him! be jubilant, my feet;
Our God is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Our God is marching on.
In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea,
With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me:
As He died to make men holy, let us live to make men free;
[originally …let us die to make men free]
While God is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! While God is marching on.
He is coming like the glory of the morning on the wave,
He is wisdom to the mighty, He is honor to the brave;
So the world shall be His footstool, and the soul of wrong His slave,
Our God is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Our God is marching on.
--Julia Howe, 1861
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
He's a Jolly Good Fellow!
Satisfied I knew where he hung his hat when he wasn't out hunting, I ran back inside. Looking him up on the internet, the kids and I learned that he's a harmless eastern hognose snake, so named for his upturned nose.
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Sunday's Song--Faith Of Our Fathers
Faith Of Our Fathers
Faith of our fathers, living still
In spite of dungeon, fire and sword,
O how our hearts beat high with joy
Whene'er we hear that glorious word!
Faith of our fathers! holy faith!
We will be true to thee till death!
Our fathers, chained in prisons dark,
Were still in heart and conscience free;
And blest would be their children's fate,
If they, like them should die for thee:
Faith of our fathers! holy faith!
We will be true to thee till death!
Faith of our fathers, we will strive
To win all nations unto thee;
And through the truth that comes from God
Mankind shall then indeed be free.
Faith of our fathers! holy faith!
We will be true to thee till death!
Faith of our fathers, we will love
Both friend and foe in all our strife,
And preach thee, too, as love knows how
By kindly words and virtuous life.
Faith of our fathers! holy faith!
We will be true to thee till death!
--Frederick W. Faber, 1849
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Saturday, June 6, 2009
School's Out!!! Part Two
School's Out!!! Part One
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Mr. Bluebird
Who's there?
Monday, June 1, 2009
Yeay! Summer!!!
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Hanging Out In The Rain
Monday, May 25, 2009
Freedom For All
Every Memorial Day, my Mom would bring my sister and me up town for the Memorial Day service held on the corner lot of the public library in Chatham, NJ. Both of my parents were immigrants from Hungary, and so appreciated the freedoms they now enjoyed in the states. Mom came over at the age of seven with her mother; Dad in his late twenties after serving in WWII.
There were many memories both my parents shared of how life was in Hungary. One phrase my Dad repeated often describing society in his native country was: "What's mine is mine, and what's yours is mine also," adding, "You don't know how fortunate you are to be living in a country like this. Never forget that." Dad would also relay how the poor stayed poor while the rich stayed rich. And if the authorities didn't like you, for whatever the reason, false accusations could be charged against you without further questioning in your defense made.
Though Dad apprenticed as a tailor, he miraculously passed a virtually impassable test to work for the Hungarian National Railroad the third time he took it. This meant he also moved up a notch in the social realm, something that was seldom accomplished. Jealousy and hatred by a couple commanders clashed with admiration and praise from many others.
This, I fear, is what we are heading for with the change sought after by this new administration. Our veterans have sacrificed their lives for the original, authentic American dream held so dear by our Founding Fathers and the many individuals that sought, and are still seeking, to escape dictating, controlling societies.
After being injured and finding himself in Paris, Dad never saw his parents, family, or homeland again. Tearfully, through letters, his parents urged their only child never to attempt to return home. They all feared for his life if he ever set foot into the country since he had been employed by the government, and the political climate had changed.
Again I will express gratitude to those who have--and will--continue to defend the authentic American dream! May God bless America! --LKR
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Sunday's Song--We Live
When we got back to Eau Claire, my oldest daughter heard that a classmate in her culinary class had died in a freak accident. He was only 15!!!
Another really good friend who was like a mother to me and my sister while growing up is taking the last breaths of her life. Her children and grandchildren will not be the only ones missing her when she's gone.
But none of us really knows when our time here on Earth will be over, do we? If we did, I'm sure we'd all do things differently!
Life’s too short. Too short to hold grudges. Too short to hold back on the things we really want to do with our lives. Too short to put off making the right choices when we can do them right now.
In the Psalms, Moses asks the Lord to, “Teach us to number our days.” Here's a song that may help put life in perspective.The video has been made by a school for a project, using some footage from Superchick's website. --LKR
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Sunday's Song--Pass It On
It only takes a spark to get a fire going,
And soon all those around can warm up in its glowing;
That's how it is with God's Love,
Once you've experienced it,
Your spread the love to everyone
You want to pass it on.
What a wonderous time is spring,
When all the tress are budding
The birds begin to sing, the flowers start their blooming;
That's how it is with God's love,
Once you've experienced it.
You want to sing, it's fresh like spring,
You want to pass it on.
I wish for you my friend
This happiness that I've found;
You can depend on God
It matters not where you're bound,
I'll shout it from the mountain top - PRAISE GOD!
I want the world to know
The Lord of love has come to me
I want to pass it on.
I'll shout it from the mountain top - PRAISE GOD!
I want the world to know
The Lord of love has come to me
I want to pass it on.
Saturday, May 16, 2009
A Way Of Escape!
Friday, May 8, 2009
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Not Quite Full...
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Please, Won't You Be My Neighbor?
Monday, May 4, 2009
The Long Anticipation Has Finally Ended!
Reported the siting to Journey North. I always forget, but this is our location: Latitude: 44.74 Longitude: -91.51
--LKR
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
White Wisconsin Deer
I've seen elsewhere that people claim that a true albino deer has pink eyes..., but there are many forms of albinism. Very interesting! --LKR
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Happy Resurrection Day!!!
He's Alive
The gates and doors were barred
And all the windows fastened down
I spent the night in sleeplessness
And rose at every sound
Half in hopeless sorrow
And half in fear the day
Would find the soldiers breakin' through
To drag us all away
And just before the sunrise
I heard something at the wall
The gate began to rattle
A voice began to call
I hurried to the window
And looked down into the street
Expecting swords and torches
And the sound of soldiers' feet
There was no one there but Mary
So I went down to let her in
John stood there beside me
As she told us where she'd been
She said they've moved Him in the night
And none of us knows where
The stone's been rolled away
Now His body isn't there
We both ran toward the garden
Then John ran on ahead
We found the stone and the empty tomb
Just the way that Mary said
But the winding sheet they wrapped Him in
Was just an empty shell
How or where they'd taken Him
Was more than I could tell
Something strange had happened there
But just what I did't know
John believed a miracle
But I just turned to go
Circumstance and speculation
Couldn't lift me very high
'Cause I'd seen them crucify him
Then I saw him die
Back inside the house again
The guilt and anguish came
Everything I'd promised Him
Just added to my shame
'Cuz when at last it came to choices
I denied I knew His name
And even if He was alive
It wouldn't be the same
Suddenly the air was filled
With strange and sweet perfume
Light that came from everywhere
Drove the shadows from the room
And Jesus stood before me
With His arms held open wide
And I fell down on my knees
And I just clung to Him and cried
He raised me to my feet
And as I looked into His eyes
Love was shining out from Him
Like sunlight from the skies
Guilt in my confusion
Disappeared in sweet release
And every fear I'd ever had
Just melted into peace
He's alive! He's alive!
He's alive and I'm forgiven
Heaven's gates are open wide
He's alive! He's alive!
He's alive and I'm forgiven
Heaven's gates are open wide
He's alive! He's alive!
He's alive and I'm forgiven
Heaven's gates are open wide
He's alive! He's alive!
He's alive! He's alive!
--Don Francisco
Sunday's Song--Jesus Is Alive!
Hallelujah!
Jesus is alive
Death has lost its victory
And the grave has been denied
Jesus lives forever
He's alive! He's alive!
He's the Alpha and Omega
The first and last is He
The curse of sin is broken
And we have perfect liberty
The Lamb of God is risen
He's alive, He's alive!
Jesus is alive!
--Ron Kenoly
Friday, April 10, 2009
End of the Beginning
When the man next to me saw the book in my hand and asked me what it was about.
So I settled back in my seat. "A best-seller," I said, "a hist’ry and a myst’ry in one."
Then I opened up the book and began to read from Matthew, Mark, Luke and John...
"He was born of a virgin one holy night in the little town of Bethlehem.
Angels gathered ‘round Him underneath the stars singing praises to the great I AM.
He walked on the water, healed The lame, and made the blind to see again.
And for the first time here on earth we learned that God could be a friend.
And though He never ever did a single thing wrong, the angry crowd chose Him.
And then He walked down the road and died on the cross and
that was the end...of the beginning."
"That’s not a new book, that’s a Bible," he said, "And I’ve heard it all before.
I’ve tried religion, it’s shame and guilt, and I don’t need it anymore.
It’s superstition, made-up tales, just to help the weak to survive."
"Let me read it again," I said, "But listen closely, This is gonna change your life."
"He was born of a virgin one holy night in the little town of Bethlehem.
Angels gathered ‘round Him underneath the stars singing praises to the great I AM.
He walked on the water, healed the lame, and made the blind to see again. And for the first time
here on earth we learned that God could be a friend. And though He never ever did a single thing
wrong, the angry crowd chose Him. And then He walked down the road and died on the cross and
that was the end...of the beginning."
"The end of the beginning?" he said with a smile. "What more
could there be? He’s dead. You said they hung Him, put nails in
His hands and a crown of thorns on His head." I said, "I’ll read it
again, but this time there’s more.
And I believe that this is true: His death wasn’t the end but the beginning of life that’s completed in you.
Don’t you see, He did all this for you..."
"He was born of a virgin one holy night in the little town of
Bethlehem. All the angels singing praises to the great I AM.
He walked on the water, healed the lame, and made the blind to see.
And for the first time here on earth, did you know that God could be a friend?
And thought He never ever did a single thing wrong, He was the one the crowd chose.
And then He walked and He died, but three days later, three days later, three days later...
He rose! Three days later He rose!
You see, He came, He lived, and He died, but that was the end of the beginning.
--David Phelps








