tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-71130245352627993472024-03-13T23:47:04.304-07:00Sending Smiles Across MilesShelly Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464251688990271796noreply@blogger.comBlogger38125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7113024535262799347.post-3702441014875944712018-10-16T22:27:00.000-07:002018-10-16T22:27:04.652-07:00Blessings from HeavenDo we ever experience messages from Heaven? I believe we do, but I will let you decide. We lost a son 14 years ago, this month, stillbirth. We named him Logan. One day in church, as we were holding hands with others in the congregation, I had no one to hold my left hand. When I suddenly had my experience with our son. He was there, I know he was, not as a child, but as a young adult. There is more to this story. I will save it for another day. <br />
So today, I went to the dentist. I usually have my husband go with me. But that was not in the cards today. I had to have a tooth extracted and it was a quick decision to have it done today. As I was lying there with Nitrous going, yes I know many of you will believe this was because of the Nitrous, but I assure you it was not, I asked our lost son, Logan, to come sit with me. He did come, he held my hand. I asked him, “ Logan, what kind of troubles and great memories would you have given me if you were here?” His response, “Mom, that is not important, what is important is what you learned while I was here.”<br />
So as the tears rolled, causing me to have the dentist to stop the procedure, so that I could regain myself, I shared my experience with the dentist. He then shared with me that he and his wife had also lost a child. He finished the procedure and afterwards, we were going back over the event and he let me know my husband was right behind me. Oh my, God is good. As I write this, my husband still does not know of the experience, for my mouth was full of gauze. We embraced and I am sure he thought this was me, just being me, hating dental work. I will have him proofread this when he gets home. It will truly enlighten him on todays events. That included the dentist asking me if he could give me a hug.<br />
I miss our son tremendously. I will share later how I know this is going to help me raise our 12 year old son. Smiles and hugs to you all.Shelly Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464251688990271796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7113024535262799347.post-37768758803577211722018-09-18T08:59:00.000-07:002018-09-18T08:59:08.343-07:00Two years, what has changed?Life changes constantly, seasons, family, foods even we change. One thing stays constant, God loves us continually. I have struggled with being known as “Shelly, you know the lady that makes cards”. Why is that such a struggle? I want to be known as “Shelly, a child of God”. I have strayed from card making in order to find what God has intended for me. What have I found? I am a child of God. <br />
I have a gift/talent for making cards. That talent was given to me by God. By pulling away I have only harmed myself and hurt my Heavenly Father by not using the gift/talent he gave me. How did that hurt him? I was not sharing the love, hugs and smiles through card making. This Child is ready to move forward. Shelly Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464251688990271796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7113024535262799347.post-59569762103311068112016-01-28T22:27:00.000-08:002016-01-28T22:27:04.535-08:00Time Flies<div style="text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">I have truly missed blogging. I have become a stay at home mom and schooling our children. What an adventure that has been. I love it! They have taught me more that I have taught them, I think. </span></span></div>
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Shelly Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464251688990271796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7113024535262799347.post-66992072434065514312012-10-24T22:38:00.002-07:002016-01-28T22:16:43.757-08:00Shelly Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464251688990271796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7113024535262799347.post-5008382639678027062012-10-03T06:06:00.000-07:002012-10-03T06:30:16.415-07:00Time to Thank God<div align="center">
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Today, I am getting into answered prayer. I love to share my love for creating. I was blessed to be able to volunteer in a shop last year about this time. I helped in a bookstore in exchange for a place to help others. It gave me a place to have others in to get out of their homes, and as I say, see new walls. Some needed 15 minutes, some would come in and spend the day, it didn't matter. We would get together to craft, laugh and yes, cry. But it was a healthy environment for all of us. Here in Alaska the winters are long and SAD (seasonal affective disorder) is very common. As life happens, and it surely and sorely does, in May I was no longer able to utilize that space.</div>
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I truly missed all the people that came in. I spent most of the short spring and summer here looking for a new place. Even decided on the name, Stamping Out SAD Creations. I found one that I truly wanted, but didn't know how I was going to make the rent, much less the gas money to travel 50 miles daily to make this happen. I prayed about it several times to no avail and finally gave up. Set most of my creative tools up, in our home in hopes others would travel the 50 miles to come here. Knowing most would not come, as some of them would stop by on daily outings to the Post Office or the grocery.</div>
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Our daughter has a job at a little shop in town. Last week, she was telling me that two of the ladies were no longer there. So, I let her know that I could fill in where needed. She laughed and said that her boss had actually asked her to ask me. Do you see God working? I figured it up and if I am there 10 hours a week, that will make the rent. But, is that the end? Not at all. I went in and talked to her boss and let her know how excited I am and my plans. She asked if I was serious about the shop and when I wanted to open it. I let her know, I would tomorrow, if possible. She said, great and that she would pay my first months rent. God is amazing! I move in this weekend!</div>
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Remember, God answers on His time, not ours. So, when He does answer, take time to thank Him. He has not forgotten. It just may not be the right time.</div>
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Shelly Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464251688990271796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7113024535262799347.post-24155143058584172972012-09-26T18:33:00.001-07:002012-09-26T18:33:38.323-07:00<div align="center">
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Shelly Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464251688990271796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7113024535262799347.post-26470279214088084782012-09-14T12:54:00.002-07:002012-09-14T12:54:24.404-07:00Caring for God's Blessings<div align="center">
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Identifing your spouse, children, extended family and friends are easy to see as blessings. But what about your home? This is where I tend to fall. I know my home is a blessing, but don't tend to take care of it as I should. I know I should find laundry as a blessing, that means I have a family. I should find dishes as a blessing, that means we have food. But there are so many other fun things to do, crafting, sleeping, talking to friends and of course posting on my blog.</div>
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Oh, I finally have country music playing in my home. What a blessing from God to be able to dance in my socks and sing along, as I bless what He has given me. I am definately a "Who are you when I am not lookin'" country gal.</div>
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Shelly Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464251688990271796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7113024535262799347.post-11272949694452891062012-09-04T19:17:00.003-07:002012-09-04T19:17:50.842-07:00God's Plan?Have you ever wondered, "Am I living God's plan for my life"? Then pondered, "If I am did He really plan for me to have bad things happen in my life"? You are definately not alone. So many have had these same questions. <br />
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I have always been careful what I pray for. As they say, be careful, you just might get it. Praying for patience, sure, but you will have to earn it. God is our Father, and as a parent, allows us to live our lives, allows us to make mistakes, loves us all the time, gets disappointed in us, but is always there. <br />
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Sometimes you have to fall, in order to walk. We pray for days to pass, to get past a hurdle. Rather than sharing our fears and concerns with God, allowing Him to comfort us with His grace. Imagine yourself, crawling into His lap, letting Him cradle you, caress your hair, let you cry, tell you He loves you, and this is a time in your life that you need to grow, so that what comes next will not be as hard. Sound familiar? Yes, the same as we do for our own beloved children. No matter how old they get, you still want to do these things for them and He wants to do them for us. Don't expect it to be easy, but expect to grow.<br />
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Thanks for reading. Remember, God's plan, to love us unconditionally. And that means learning for our mistakes. Tough love is hard, but it is worth it.<br />
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Shelly Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464251688990271796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7113024535262799347.post-26882040409049317102012-09-01T00:22:00.000-07:002012-09-01T00:22:09.583-07:00Hard Being A ParentI think every parent has said this at one time or another. And it is true. Being a parent is one of the hardest jobs in the world. Of course, we all think we are going to be better parents than our own parents. We go through the, I am never going to raise my voice, I am never going to spank my child, then we all grow our parents finger and wonder, where did it come from. We realize that there is a difference between a spanking and a beating. We wonder if anything we do is right or wrong. We laugh, we cry, we hold them, we let them spread their wings, we allow them to fall, we allow them to pick themselves up. All because we love them so much. <br />
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Let's face it. We are all human. We will all do our best with what we know. We will make mistakes and so will our children. I read somewhere once, God couldn't control Adam and Eve, what makes you think you can control your children? It is so true. And when it comes down to it, we don't want full control any more than He does, otherwise, we would all be robots under someones control.<br />
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So remember, whether you think you are doing it right or wrong, your right. No parent is perfect and neither are their children. Adore them, cherish them. Love them in good and bad times. Always remember they were given to you as a gift, even the ones He takes back home all too soon. Be thankful, God has trusted you to be a parent and knows you are not perfect.<br />
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Shelly Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464251688990271796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7113024535262799347.post-68117787864057736702012-08-29T13:11:00.001-07:002012-08-29T13:11:46.254-07:00Summer is officially overSeriously, it is. Termination dust on the mountains. A really good frost last night. Moose season has started as well as grouse season. Gotta dig up the potatoes today, as well as bring in the last veggies from the greenhouse. The tourists are heading back to the lower forty-eight. First fire in the fireplace. <br />
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So what to do in a small town, in the middle of no-where, during the winter months? Bake, can, craft, write, read? I guess the one thing I do miss is my country music. Yes, I could buy CD's and I do have a few, but you memorize them and always know which song comes next. I don't have radio reception at the house. During the summer months we do alot more traveling and I can listen in the car. But at home, no. Well, enough camplaining. I will get more cards made and plan to do some scrapbooking. This summer I got the house more together, so that housecleaning will be faster and I can play more. So where was I, oh yeah, what to do in a small town when winter is 8 - 9 months long. In a house of seven people, we have a variety.<br />
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Let's start with the youngest age 6, in school, 1st grade. Off to school at 7 home by 4:30. Time for homework, play with trains, and video games, his new favorite is Portal 2, supper, shower, storytime, bedtime. Such a long day for a little guy, but he is as cute as can be. <br />
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Next child age 11, in school, 6th grade. Off to school at 7 home by 4:30. Full or preteen hormonal energy. wanting to grown way too soon. She is ready Harry Potter. Fixing her hair, dressing up. Won't be too long she will have out the crochet needles and sewing machine for what ever project she decides this year that she wants to complete. <br />
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Next child age 16, in school, 11th grade. Off to school at 7 home by 4:30. Excited about doing well the next two years and move off to college. Loves to read, her new favorite is Peter Pan. Awesome to see her still interested in childs fantasy and still have the flare to plan for a future.<br />
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Next adult son age 21. Very helpful. Keeps me smiling. Chops wood, stacks it. Trying to figure out comes next in a young man's life. Plans for hunting, camping, keep gear ready to go. <br />
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Next adult son age 23. My how the time has flown. His winter activities, hunting, fishing, snowmobiling. Enjoying life. His job keeps him busy otherwise. <br />
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All five of the love to pick at one another. Keeps the house full of energy. Feels like the Cosby house at times, with screams of, "He's touching me", "He's looking at me", the oldest saying, "I'm not touching anyone", as he holds his hand in front of their faces, just instigating. Gotta love the fun in a full house. Makes me smile, laugh and yes, cry. I know all too soon, they will be grown and gone.<br />
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And of course, there is us, Dad and Mom. Struggling to keep everyone happy. Allowing them to make their mistakes, pick them up when they fall. Knowing we brought them up to know God, and pray they never loose sight of Him. Cuddling by the fire, sleeping in when possible. And always thinking, of course we can sneak a hot bath together. But, knowing, the kids will be louder and banging on the door. Life with a family. I wouldn't trade my life for any other. <br />
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Thank you God for the blessings of a long winter, where our family, with all the pent up energy of a herd of elephants, can still come through a long winter and still love one another.<br />
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Shelly Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464251688990271796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7113024535262799347.post-58812002342065443932012-08-28T17:26:00.001-07:002012-08-28T17:26:44.024-07:00ParadiseWhat do you think of when you think of Paradise. The blue waters, sandy beaches and nice breezes of Hawaii, the Bahamas or some other tropical place? For me, It is where I live. Not just Alaska, but my home, the property where my family lives. So much so that when my husband asks where I would like to vacation, my answer is always, where would we go, you bought me paradise.<br />
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Why here, you may ask? Oh, why not? On Sunday, the mountains were gorgeous. The sun was shining, the wind a little cooler than the day before. Monday, I could not see the mountains, they had their heads in the clouds, it was pouring rain. A new canvas, still just as awe inspiring as the day before. Then today, I wake up and look out it is still raining, the clouds have lifted and we have had the first snowfall of the season. Today, my favorite! God paints me a new canvas almost daily. There is no way to put into words how spectacular it is. It is an experience that must be felt, smelled, walked though, pick berries from, seen your children run around, watch the ATV's roll back in with the day's fresh kill, even the tourist that has run out of gas and stops for help, sunrise and sunset admired, the amazing auroras dancing overhead or as our daughter prefers spirits of the earth. Yes, I have it all. Paradise!<br />
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SmilesShelly Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464251688990271796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7113024535262799347.post-28405300067116518972012-08-27T00:54:00.001-07:002012-08-27T00:59:04.611-07:00Alaska storyI am often asked about the daylight and darkness in Alaska. Does it really stay dark all year round? Do you get depressed from the darkness? And so many more.<br />
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So, to the first question, no it is not dark year round. Darkness is happening now. When it is dark it is pitch black, we have no street lights. The kids will eventually go to school in the dark and come home in the dark. The school takes advantage when they can to see to it that the kids go out to play. One of the teachers even wrote a book <em>Recess at 20 Below. </em>Yes, the kids really do go out at 20 below. They love sledding, the static the dryness puts in their hair, and even eyelashes that freeze to crystals. <br />
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Do I get depressed? Not usually in the winter, but I did last year. I always look forward to winter. Alaska is beautiful year round, but winter has captured my heart. Makes me feel like God has wrapped the earth in a beautiful blanket. It makes you want to get cozy by the fire. I am sure that is probably because I am a woman and my husband and adult boys do the shoveling, plowing and carry in the wood. What can I say, I am spoiled and I know it. But I do make cookies and homemade breads. I love to bake. Especially, homemade breads.<br />
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But, what brought me to this subject is one of the fun things to do in Alaska. You remember the stories and tell them. It brings smiles and laughter when you talk about it being tourist season. And people asking if they can use American money here. Yes, they really do ask. The story I will tell today, is about our dog, Moses.<br />
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Moses is about 6 months old. We had decided, no dogs. We didn't want to be tied down to a dog when we went on vacation or to shop in Fairbanks, which is an all day event. I especially was saying no. I knew I would be the one to have to train him. I have 5 kids, really train a dog in my spare time, when the kids are at school, a dog is for kids. Little did I know. I went to the local IGA grocery store and there he was, cute as can be. I actually walked away. I went in the store to shop, but he stayed on my mind. I finally said, Okay God if he is still there when I leave, I will get him. Of course, he was still there. So I bring him home to the kids. You know, like I said, kids dog. No, Moses is ver partial to momma. I love having him around. <br />
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Anyway, back to the story. Tonight I let Moses out. It is pitch black. I go out a few minutes later and yell for him, no Moses. I come back in and sit for a while, then I hear barking. I go out on the deck and holler for him again, several times really. Silly dog, he ain't listnin' to me. My son comes upstairs to help out. He yells too. No Moses, just barks. My son then gets a flashlight, and this silly ol' dog is barking at a moose. Granted, when he jumps up to give me a hug, his head is at my chin. But, a moose is as big or bigger than a horse. And this dog is not just barking but taunting this moose. He would go up to about 10 feet away and lay down, then jump up and bark then run, and come back and do it again. The moose is looking at him like really? So my son get on the Ranger (6 wheeler) to chase off the moose. He is out there for a while, dog still barking, son hollerin'. Finally, I get in the car and drive over and honk the horn and the moose leaves. My son gets Moses and brings him in. Just another adventure in Alaska.<br />
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<br />Shelly Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464251688990271796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7113024535262799347.post-76748702137534124882012-08-23T22:43:00.002-07:002012-08-24T22:22:28.501-07:00It fell right on the cardstock!<br />
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My Aunt and I talk for hours on the phone, so I made this card for her bithday.<br />
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Take time to love what you do. Smiles from Alaska!Shelly Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464251688990271796noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7113024535262799347.post-64191441481840095972012-08-23T01:56:00.000-07:002012-08-23T01:56:16.213-07:00Cards?????You may be asking yourself, "Does this lady really make cards, I never see any on here?" Yes, I do and love what I do. I finished 50 birth announcements today. But why am I so behind on posting, when this is a Stamping Out SAD blog? <br />
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I have been in the process of making a craft room that is efficient. I am finally getting close to achievement. I am truly getting excited about making cards again and being able to find what I need to make what is overflowing in my head. People ask, "How long does it take you to make a card?". I always laugh at this question, because I really don't know. Some cards are in my head for weeks before they end up on card stock. <br />
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I do apologize if you have come by to see a card and can't find a new one. I promise there will be new ones coming soon. I am always open for new ideas, so if there is something you would like to see, please let me know. <br />
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I will rattle my brain tomorrow and see what falls out. Come back to see what fell out. <br />
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Love and Smiles from AlaskaShelly Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464251688990271796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7113024535262799347.post-20142762051242751222012-08-21T06:00:00.000-07:002012-08-21T06:25:36.932-07:00Thank You God for CymbaltaIs it really August? And it is half over? Sounds strange for all of you, I'm sure. But for me, what a hurdle. I made it through July. Seasonal Affective Disorder really hits home for me and July is usually my worst month, and I just realized I made it through. I had many hurdles during the month of July this year and I made it through. I am so excited! A couple of years ago I had told my doctor my life would be so much easier if we could just wipe July off my calendar. Come to find out I have reversed Seasonal Affective Disorder. The summers too much day light affects me. <br />
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Last year I started going down in July and by November found myself so depressed, yes, I wanted to leave this beautful place, didn't know how, just wanted to leave. My doctor then prescribed me Cymbalta. I feel refreshed and new. How amazing is that? I am able to live my life without wanting to stay in bed. I am not crying everytime life gives me a little jolt. I can stand on my own two feet and tell others that today, I need to take time for myself and my family. And the housework I have accomplished. AMAZING! You probably couldn't tell if you walked in today, but I have been decluttering, totally rearranged my kitchen cabinets. There were things in there I forgot I had. Most of which had to go, because evidentally I didn't need them. <br />
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Am I a rambling Idiot? Okay, maybe. But in high school I took a psychology course and the motto was, "Get high on Life". And I truly am. God has given me my life back with an awesome med call Cymbalta. It may not help everyone, but I know my family and myself are very happy it has helped me. Now let me see if I can catch up that pile of laundry.<br />
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God's Blessings to all of you<br />
Love, Hugs and Smiles<br />
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P.S. Did it really take getting off of Facebook to realize this? I guess so. I pray you can get your life back too.Shelly Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464251688990271796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7113024535262799347.post-47569458188895240932012-08-18T20:57:00.001-07:002012-08-18T20:57:59.085-07:00Regaining My LifeHave you ever thought, "There is not enough time in the day?". I know, I have many times. Today, I decided that I am making more time in my life. <br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">I deleted my FACEBOOK!!!!!!!</span><br />
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I am very excited about my new life. I went out on the Ranger (6 wheeler) for 2 hours with friends and my kids, then went berry picking with them and we picked over a gallon of raspberries. <br />
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I believe my life will be happier, more fulfilling and full of life with my loved ones. I will keep you updated on how it is going. <br />
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Love to allShelly Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464251688990271796noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7113024535262799347.post-73326418416810100632012-08-15T22:40:00.000-07:002012-08-15T22:40:12.805-07:00Life Happens...<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">...Love Follows</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">Bad things happen to us all. Whether is comes in the shape of a death, a financial crisis, personal or family health, bad decisions, car accidents, what ever the case maybe, we have all been there. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">No one can truly tell us why. But we can say, that after a bad time happens, it brings us closer to the ones we love. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">So, the next time, life happens, focus on the love that is coming, rather than the saddness you feel. I know it is hard. I know it all too well. And no I haven't always focused on the love surrounding the crisis, but in hindsight, I totally see it. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">If you have someone in your life that you wonder, do they really care? Think about the last crisis, where were they in your life at that time? Whether they were by your side or praying from a distance (and you may not have even known it) the love was there. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">Give them a chance now in your life...Show them the love you want to feel...Don't wait for life to happen. God has put them in your life for a reason, don't miss His gift.</span>Shelly Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464251688990271796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7113024535262799347.post-80249099953354839152012-08-08T11:23:00.002-07:002012-08-08T11:23:41.397-07:00Dirty LaundryLet's face it, we all have it. It is part of life. We don't like others to see it. If you hang it out, you don't like others to see your families personal items, especially when they are well worn. If you have someone come help you clean, you wash your families personal items yourself. We are uncomfortable folding others clean personal items.<br />
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So what is my point? We are more protective of our families dirty clothes than we are of our families lives.<br />
As with our laundry, there are things in our families lives that are considered dirty laundry. It makes others uncomfortable. It hurts the people involved when it is shown. But yet, we get on Facebook, our phones, face to face, and let the world see.<br />
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I ask you today to make a change. Care as much for your families wounds as you do their personal laundry items. Be supportive. Pray for them and for yourselves to contain yourself when you feel the need to air things others have done. Remember, we have all done wrong in our lives and have things we don't want aired in public. <br />
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I hear you, I hear you, oh, but it is just constructive criticism. I do believe there is a time for constructive criticism. But that should be between you and that person, not you and the world. It is time for compassion in our world. I say what better time than now to make that change. Write the word "compassion" on your hand today and see how much it will make a difference in the way you speak to others. Love, Hugs and Smiles<br />
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<br />Shelly Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464251688990271796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7113024535262799347.post-91491791993336187042012-08-05T19:17:00.002-07:002012-08-05T19:17:34.453-07:00Are you Hungry?<em><span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;">Do you spend your days, like something is missing, like you are not feeling your life is being fulfilled? Hunger pains are not comfortable. They can make you miserable and grumpy because you are missing something. Like your stomach, your life needs to be fulfilled with Christ. You need your daily prayers and vocations to fulfill the hunger. </span></em><br />
<em><span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;">Daily prayer takes worry off your plate and into God's hands, where they should be. Daily prayer of thanks puts food back in your plate and keeps you full. So why do you go around hungry? Afraid others will look at you or talk behind your back? Pray for them, that is their sin, don't make it yours. Take it off your plate, for a healthier relationship with God.</span></em><br />
<em><span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;">So start this week off with a full healthy plate. You will be glad you did. Keep it going daily. You can only control YOU, give the rest to God.</span></em><br />
<em><span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;">Love, hugs and smiles</span></em><br />
<em><span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;">Have a very blessed week</span></em>Shelly Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464251688990271796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7113024535262799347.post-46548875155413275622012-08-01T23:23:00.001-07:002012-08-01T23:23:24.547-07:00Life ChangesYes, life changes. We don't always know when or why, but it does constantly change. Not always for the good and not always for the bad, but still guaranteed to change. This was sent to my by a dear friend, and like most, I knew the beginning and didn't realize there was more to it than that. I pray for you that this Serenity Prayer will help guide you throughout your life. That you will daily remember that God is in control, when we remember to give him the wheel. He is here to help us through and although He prefers to not see us fall, He will allow us to fall so that we learn. Keep Smilin'. Find reasons to love your life and yes, accept hardships as the pathway to peace. Love and Hugs to all!<br />
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I pray we all can find it in our hearts that when we want to do this, we will have the power to put our stones back in their place and look in the mirror and ask God to forgive us and remember God loves us all equally. Even when it may be hard because we have let Him down. <br />
Please take the time to help those that have let Him down, to see Him, to know Him, to have the courage to turn from their ways and to ask for His forgiveness.<br />
Let your light shine, so that others may open their hearts and receive His comfort.<br />
Hugs to all of you.Shelly Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464251688990271796noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7113024535262799347.post-74487855666631673002012-07-19T00:25:00.000-07:002012-07-19T00:25:13.490-07:00The Simple ThingsGet out of the chaos of everyday life and get back to the simple things. My idea of the simple things are spending time with my family, picking berries, and baking. Do I do these daily? Of course, not. But strive to get my life back in order to accomplish them more often. <br />
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Today, I want to share my bread recipe. This is my basic recipe that I use for all breads. I just change it to suit my families needs for the day.<br />
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Homemade White Bread</div>
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1 Cup Milk</div>
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2 Tbsp butter or oil</div>
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2 Tbsp sugar or honey</div>
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3 Cups flour</div>
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1 Tbsp yeast</div>
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I use a bread maker for mixing. Ingredients go into the bread maker in the order listed. I like the bread maker because I don't have to be concerned about the rising temperature or time. I put it on the dough setting and it is ready in 90 minutes. I take it out and make rolls or loaf. I put it in the oven at 170 degrees til it has risen to the size I want, then turn the oven to 350 degrees, til bread reaches 200 degrees.</div>
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Bring your family back to simpler times. You will be glad you did. Enjoy the life God has given you and make the most of every moment you can share with your family.</div>Shelly Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464251688990271796noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7113024535262799347.post-59127940582474240902012-07-17T20:25:00.001-07:002012-07-17T20:25:26.146-07:00Love, Fun and Six wheeling!<br />
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I absolutely loved getting out and enjoying the beautiful area near our home. Have to say, I love getting on the six wheeler. Today, was loads of fun, lots of water, mud, dust, bear tracks, wolf tracks, and more. Now I want to drive our sons truck, when it is finished. Time for some Mud Bogging for Mama.<br />
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Pray each and everyone of you are enjoying time with your families. Life is too short, to not enjoy! Shelly Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464251688990271796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7113024535262799347.post-14181598042253813942012-07-15T22:49:00.001-07:002012-07-15T22:49:45.791-07:00Shaking off the grimeReally, it is time to shake off the grime. Not grime, as in dirt, grease or the like. It is time to shake off the dirt and grime that keep our lives in chaos. You know the mud that keeps our brains from seeing clearing what we need to see. Or the Goodnight Irene Song, my dear husband is singing now, not realizing I have other mud I am clearing right now. <br />
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So how do you clean out the mud? For me, being able to discuss it is very helpful. A nice realaxing hot bath, making a card. Although, giving it to God should be number one, I am human and when your brain is muddy, you don't think clearly.<br />
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I think this week, I will work on how to start my day clearing my brain with God. I will let you know, if I find myself thinking more clearly in a week. So, let the sunshine in meet it with a grin. Hugs and Smiles!Shelly Wardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12464251688990271796noreply@blogger.com0