Home Remedy

I'm working with a home remedy today. A few years ago I heard about using peroxide and colloidal silver together for a huge impact on teeth.

I have a good friend who was told she needed a root canal. But, she just did not have time to get one right then. She didn't really want one anyway. So, she started using peroxide and sliver to rinse her mouth and HOLD it there for 10 minutes. I think it was twice a day. Almost immediately she felt a difference. That was over 2 years ago. I don't think she ever had to have the root canal.

So, about a year and a half ago I went to a new dentist with a very simple filling (so I thought) He began to drill and drill and DRILL!!!!! Then he told me that he thought I "might" need a root canal, but he was going to try not giving me one. Then I had to have a cap.

Honestly, I have a real aversion to dentists (You can chalk that up to the largest understatement I've made in quite awhile.) I have had lots of dental work done and have had some pretty painful things take place in the privacy of my mouth.

But, this particular dentist was the roughest I have ever been to. Honestly, my mouth was in constant pain for over 6 months. I had to have a crown. After that was put in place I vowed NEVER to go back to that dentist. That tooth has been sensitive and painful since then - where as before it never gave me one second of pain or sensitivity.

Now, that particular tooth has been aching. It has become very sensitive to touch (making eating peanuts, among other things that must be chewed, painful!).

So in the middle of the night I woke up with it hurting again. I was praying about it because I really don't want to have to go to the dentist and have a root canal. I was sweetly reminded of my friend and her remedy. So, this morning I got up and did the peroxide/silver thing.

It does feel better ... I know that God is the healer, but He can and does use people and things to bring relief and healing sometimes. I'm praying for healing and doing what I can do...

I'll let you know how it turns out....

Blessings!

Good

I just want to say that God is Good! All the TIME!
His love endures forEVER and His mercies are new this morning and they are fresh.
I'm thankful. I'm praising. I'm glorifying God for all that He has done.

Just wanted to share that with you this morning.

Blessings!!!

Seasons

We are changing seasons. Well, actually, I guess you could say that the season has changed. It is cooler and rainier. The leaves are falling. Our clothes are getting heavier. The days are getting shorter.

All these we expect and prepare for and some even look forward to these changes. I personally prefer summer. I love the sunshine and warmth and the freedom and the flowers.

But, we are taught in Ecclesiastes that there is a time and a season for everything. So, as with the weather, lives change, locations change, clothes change, people change.

I guess that because I have just turned 60, change is on my mind.

I always think of myself as being 23. Yeah - it's been a few years. But, that is just the age that is stuck in my mind.

I also think about who I am and have been and will be. My roll changes, depending on where I am and who I am with.

I am "momma", "grandmomma", "wife", "friend", "daughter", "sister", "c0-worker", "pastor's wife"...
I could also be a mentor, teacher, speaker, leader ...
I can also be someone in the need of ministry.

I have found that if I allow my "weakness" or "need" to be seen, then sometimes I am judged more critically and harshly. I have even been rejected and chastised.

So, it is easy to "pretend" that everything is okay and that I have all the answers and have it all together.

But, you know what - I don't and I'm not....

In this season of my life - it is hard. They call it the "sandwich" generation. I am calling it the "baloney" generation because it is hard and full of bull! (... an interesting fact I found out the other day when a friend sold a wild bull that they couldn't do anything with. I asked what they were going to do with him and was told they would make him into baloney since his meat would be tough and not taste good. )

In this season I'm facing some things that are not pleasant. They are things that I have no control over, yet they affect my life drastically. I don't have answers. I don't have it together. I'm in tears and devastated often. I have cried out for mercy and help. I have allowed myself to be vulnerable.

My solution when friends and family forsake me? I have been finding my strength in Jesus. He never leaves me nor forsakes me. I rejoice in the Lord - not for my circumstance, but IN it! His Word is true. His love and mercy are from everlasting to everlasting and new every morning.

The good news? It is still good news! My character is being built. I am growing in wisdom and grace. I am learning where my Strength lies - ONLY in Jesus.

In this, the most painful time of my life, I can rejoice and praise. I know my Redeemer lives and He has not forsaken me.

I WILL make it to the other side! I have seen the other side and I know it is wonderful and worth the battle!

Blessings...

(for those who are questioning - my marriage is wonderful and doing great! I am blessed by the man of God that is known as my "Hugsum".)

The 31st Anniversary... of my 29th Birthday

Well, this week sometime I am celebrating the 31st anniversary of my 29th birthday. If you do your math, you will figure out that I'm hitting 60!

I wonder how this happened. I don't feel this old. In my mind I still think of myself as 23. That is the age that pops up when asked how old I am. That is how old I was when I married Hugsum.

The tricky thing about my birthday is that I really don't know when it is. You see, I have 2 birth certificates. One is for the 7th and the other is for the 9th. However, I have always celebrated the 8th. That is when Mama said I was born. (after all, she was there)

Now, on the 7th certificate, my middle name is spelled wrong. On the 9th, my first name is spelled wrong. All of my legal documents are for the 8th.... with the correct spelling.

This never caused me any problems when I was young - except in school when the teachers never believed me that my birthday was on the 8th and made me wait until the 9th to celebrate. (Because that was the birth certificate that they had.) Mama just said they were wrong and didn't know what they were talking about. She assured me that my birthday was really on the 8th.

I know that at one time I had a birth certificate with the 8th and both names spelled correctly. However, there is not one anywhere to be found at this time in my life.

One birthday a few years ago Daddy sent me a card and he said that he remembered the day I was born. He was at the hospital and the doctor had not made it yet. I decided to come on out and so he actually delivered me. It was very special because back then, husbands were not allowed anywhere around the delivery. Then he went on to say that after I was born, he cleaned up and went on to church and preached. ( He is a Methodist preacher.)

I decided to see what day I was born and sure enough, the October 9, 1949 was on a Sunday!

I don't mind telling you that it shook me to the core. I was really confused. All these years (it was 55 by then) I had been celebrating my birthday on the 8th - only to find out I was born on the 9th!

So, what did that mean? Is my driver's license invalid? ...how about my marriage license and my school records and my passport????? How in the world am I going to go back and have all this fixed?

I went to the county of my birth and requested a birth certificate. Yep... it came back with the 9th. I asked them to please check for the 7th and 8th... nope - nothing.

I have carried this secret for 5 years. I'm about to reach the age of drawing social security (if it is still around in 2 years). How am I going to prove who I am and that I truly did pay into it?

I still don't know why the confusion on my birthday. I know that I am the 3rd child, but....

Having been celebrating being a "Saturday's child has to work for a living" all my life I should be thankful to be "Sunday's child who is fair and wise". (or some versions say "bonnie and blythe and good and gay")

Anyway - it's no wonder I don't know what I want to be when I grow up.... I don't even know when I was born or how to spell my name!

I love my name (the one I've always used) and the spelling is unique. I have encountered many difficulties when giving my name or when people read it because it is almost always misspelled or mispronounced. That doesn't bother me as much as my own mama (who gave it to me) misspelling it at my birth and then not even remembering what day I was born.

The main thing is - I was born. I have a name and I do have parents who love me. I have been blessed! Now, we get to see how the SS office will handle me....

I'll keep you posted!

Flea Control

uhhhhhh

We have fleas. Not only our dog, but our house and yard. Not only our yard here, but our yard and house in "Oz".

Our poor little fella has been scratching and scratching. I have bathed and bathed him. His skin is raw... Last week I bathed him about 4 times with Dawn dish detergent and and a "good" flea shampoo. I let it stay on him for 10 minutes. I have bathed him twice this week.

I have used Frontline and Advantage (at different times) and NOTHING has worked to get rid of them.

If you knew how badly he HATES a bath, you would know that I have been torturing my dog. He shakes the entire time. When I get the sink cleaned out, he hides.

We have sprayed the yard heavily with a flea killer... I have sprinkled my house with a flea killer powder and vacuumed it.

Still, the same day (even a few minutes after his bath) he STILL has live fleas crawling all over him.

That means we have them all over our house and yard.... :( Even though I have not found any one me, I have been assured that only a small percentage of my flea population is on Andy.

So, today we went to the vet and got a pill. It is one that kills the fleas. I have added Brewers Yeast to his food and Apple Cider Vinegar to his water (1 teaspoon each). I have washed his bedding and am vacuuming. They say I have to vacuum the entire house (furniture and all that he touches) EVERY day! Also, I need to wash his bedding daily.

That is just for here. Not sure what we are going to do about our house in "Oz". I am only there one day a week... and do not have a vacuum cleaner.

I'll let you know how it goes... It has to get better! At least with the pill I can bathe him in a mild shampoo ... that should help!

Let me know your experiences, please.

Blessings!

A Very Special Find...

This has been a fun, busy morning. Both Noah and Kendall have been going to the bathroom a good bit.

I made my trip and as I sat down I found something very interesting that explained some things...

A nice "wad"... very neatly balled up and "hidden" on top of the roll like it would not be noticed.

So, I unrolled it and this is just how much toilet paper it takes to make a "wad" that size...

This is for all you who have not had the wonderful experience of children.... and for those who have, I knew you would get a huge kick out of it because you KNOW!

Blessings!