Friday, February 11, 2011
Ruth, I agree with you, "Resting High On the Mountain" would be the perfect message for the bench, it would apply to Mom and Dad and all who have a chance to visit, rest and reflect.
Trish, you are right too. In my trips up there to help Daddy mow the graveyard he wondered aloud if anyone would be around to take care of it after he was gone. Thank you Tanner and Jacob for mowing it with him from time to time and thank you for doing it now when you can.
Food For Thought
I have come to the conclusion that many of our problems stem from the fact that we are not prepared to run the race of life. Some people are not even sure what kind of race they are in and wonder where the finish line is or if there really is a finish line. It seems that we are busier than we have ever been but accomplishing less and experiencing fewer successes than ever before. Stephen Wright says, "I think God is going to come down and pull civilization over for speeding." Can you relate?
Rita
Not that Danny wouldn't do a great job on a bench. I was just thinking that it would last a looooong time.
So would we plan to do this on Saturday? Trish, would you clue Lonnie in and don't forget to tell Marcia. He might forget. LOL
Take pictures of the Easter picnic. Maybe add some deviled eggs....yum, one of the kids' favorites.
They are all doing well. We are now in the double digits until Joe is home for good. Time seems to be passing a little faster now.
Take care! I hope you are all well and blessed.
Michelle and gang.
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Monica I really like your idea of going down on the river. Maybe since Goldie knows where she is going we could take her along. Goldie what do you think?
Daddy used to tell me very often that I didn't have the sense God Gave a Goose! apparently if I had that sense I would've been very very smart. But now that I know what they had, he was right!
I am pretty sure the tomb stone is complete. Bill Wallace had the same people that finished Daddys to do Mommys. All they had to put was the date of death.
Monday I am going to start babysitting the twins, Aaron and Andrew, with Emmas help! Right now just one day a week until I see if I can handle them! LOL So remember me when you are praying!
Prayer request
David, is the stone on the left or right? You're killin' us.
Food For Thought
When God closes one door, He opens another, Even though it might be Hell in the Hallway!
Rita
A Flock of Lessons
Fact: As geese flap their wings, they create an "uplift" for the birds that follow. By flying in a "V" formation, the whole flock adds 71% greater flying range than if each bird flew alone.
Lesson: People who share a common direction and sense of community get where they are going quicker and easier when they lift each other up along the way.
Fact: If a goose falls out of formation, it feels the drag and resistance fo flying alone. So it quickly moves back into formation to take advantage of the lifting power of the bird immediately in front of it.
Lesson: If we have as much sense as a goose, we will stay in formation with those headed where we want to go.
Fact: When the head goose tires, it rotates back into the formation and another goose flies to the point position.
Lesson: It pays to share leadership and take turns doing the hard work.
Fact: Geese flying in formation honk to encourage those up front to keep up the pace.
Lesson: It is important that our honking be encouraging. Otherwise it's just --well honking!
Fact: When a goose gets sick, wounded, or shot down, two geese drop out of formation to follow it down to help and protect it. They stay with it until it dies or is able to fly again.
Lesson: When one of us is down, it's up to the others to stand by us in our time of trouble.
I am not usually one that likes to visit grave sites, but the idea of a celebration like Grandpa Walton's sounds good. I could go for that!
I will look for teacups and saucers also. I do not think I have any broom handles though.
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Love to all,
I'm reminded of the story of the three kinds of givers: the flint, the sponge, and the honeycomb. If you want something from the flint, you have to strike it--hard. If you want something from the sponge, you have to squeeze it. But the honeycomb just overflows with its own sweetness! I don't have to tell you which one our momma was! And since their "crossing over" I find myself looking at you guys for snatches of them. And as the years go by, I am expecting to see more and more of them in you. I just know all their "good" is going to win out! Just wanted to share that!
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
I saw these at a little primitive store in Lewisburg.
They reminded me of Mommy. Tea cups AND bird feeders
all in one. I thought it was a great idea for those old tea cups
and saucers that you are ready to throw out or the ones
that get chipped. They are hot glued together and then
you hot glue them to old broom handles or anything you
have laying around. These three are then inserted to an
old bucket filled with sand.
Isn't this a neat idea. I can imagine Mommy having her
morning cup of tea with the birdies!
Incidently these sell for 14$ a piece. If you want to buy
one instead of make your own, they are at Thymeworn.
Monday, February 7, 2011

Marleigh is walking all over the place! Honestly she acts like she is double jointed like Monica.
Amy Lambert spoke twice at our church yesterday. I didn't think many would come out being it was Superbowl Sunday night, but they did. She is a little thing and she doesn't have to search for words to say. She is filled with scripture and as fast as she can get it out, she does. I really enjoyed it. Marleigh listened and didn't even seem to mind. We got out at about 12:45. We didn't do a nursery so everyone could be in the sanctuary. She must live in Virginia, she came by herself and got lost with her GPS in the morning service. She got there just as we started. If she is in your area, you would benefit from going to hear her. She was a drug addict when God saved her.
Saturday, February 5, 2011
Friday, February 4, 2011
I'm home and Bobbie should be around 5:30. We had a really good trip. It was short, but definitely sweet. Bobbie and I didn't realize it was so easy to go to Vonda's. Not like the 12 hour trips we remembered from back in the day. We will definitely do that again. When we got to Ruth's, Dan checked the weather and told us to go up on Monday and back on Tuesday, missing the storm. We did and had no problems, however, it was slick coming back, but we just slowed it down abit and came right on past all those wrecks. I think there were 5 cars and 2 tractor trailers, one on it's side in a ravine. It looked like he had been airborne! Bobbie wasn't even scared. She sat in the back and read her book. God was definitely with us.
It was so good to see David and he hasn't lost his sense of humor. I hugged him and asked him if he knew who I was and he said "Yeah, the mouthy one...Bobbie." Now that right there was funny!!! Just wish the visit could have been longer and yeah...don't let Vonda fool ya...She should drive for Nascar and I ain't even kidding!!
We did alittle shopping at the Thrift Stores while we were there...Okay, we did have Teresa with us...we did alittle more that a little....OKAY...We shopped til we dropped, everyday. We even shopped in Michigan right before we left, but we stayed ahead of the storm.
Marleigh looks so sweet...we told Bobbie that she would probably run to Nana!
I couldn't believe how the snow has melted up here. I didn't even have to put the truck in 4-wheel drive.
Go Packers!! Oh sorry Colin, Go Steelers!
Kadien got a camo (hunting) Bible for Christmas and he wants to read it at night before bed. I usually read him a passage before bed. The other night I was reading the 23rd Psalm and he listened so intently. I told him that Grandma Treadway liked that one. He talked about grandma for a while and said he wanted her to come over and play. Then, last night when we went to read, he told me that he wanted to hear grandma's favorite one. He has a good memory.
How are you girls doing? You must be having fun since we aren't hearing from you. Dad said something about mom coming home today so we'll be praying for safe travel.
How's the weather up north? Like we need to ask.
Love you all and miss reading about your days.
Janet
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Trees that Would...
Once there were three trees on a hill in the woods. They were discussing their hopes and dreams when the first tree said, "Someday I hope to be a treasure chest. I could be filled with gold, silver and precious gems. I could be decorated with intricate carving and everyone would see the beauty."
Then the second tree said, "Someday I will be a mighty ship. I will take kings and queens across the waters and sail to the corners of the world. Everyone will feel safe in me because of the strength of my hull."
Finally the third tree said, "I want to grow to be the tallest and straightest tree in the forest. People will see me on top of the hill and look up to my branches, and think of the heavens and God and how close to them I am reaching. I will be the greatest tree of all time and people will always remember me."
After a few years of praying that their dreams would come true, a group of woodsmen came upon the trees. When one came to the first tree he said, "This looks like a strong tree, I think I should be able to sell the wood to a carpenter" ... and he began cutting it down. The tree was happy, because he knew that the carpenter would make him into a treasure chest.
At the second tree a woodsman said, "This looks like a strong tree, I should be able to sell it to the shipyard." The second tree was happy because he knew he was on his way to becoming a mighty ship.
When the woodsmen came upon the third tree, the tree was frightened because he knew that if they cut him down his dreams would not come true. One of the woodsmen said, "I don't need anything special from my tree so I'll take this one", and he cut it down.
When the first tree arrived at the carpenters, he was made into a feed box for animals. He was then placed in a barn and filled with hay. This was not at all what he had prayed for. The second tree was cut and made into a small fishing boat. His dreams of being a mighty ship and carrying kings had come to an end. The third tree was cut into large pieces and left alone in the dark. The years went by, and the trees forgot about their dreams.
Then one day, a man and woman came to the barn. She gave birth and they placed the baby in the hay in the feed box that was made from the first tree. The man wished that he could have made a crib for the baby, but this manger would have to do. The tree could feel the importance of this event and knew that it had held the greatest treasure of all time. Years later, a group of men got in the fishing boat made from the second tree. One of them was tired and went to sleep. While they were out on the water, a great storm arose and the tree didn't think it was strong enough to keep the men safe. The men woke the sleeping man, and he stood and said "Peace" and the storm stopped. At this time, the tree knew that it had carried the King of Kings as a boat.
Finally, someone came and got the third tree. It was carried through the streets as the people mocked the man who was carrying it. When they came to a stop, the man was nailed to the tree and raised in the air to die at the top of a hill. When Sunday came, the tree came to realize that it was strong enough to stand at the top of the hill and be as close to God as was possible, because Jesus had been crucified on it.
The moral of this story is that when things don't seem to be going your way, always know that God has a plan for you. If you place your trust in Him, He will give you great gifts. Each of the trees got what they wanted, just not in the way they had imagined. We don't always know what God's plans are for us. We just know that His ways are not our ways, but His ways are always best.
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Be sure to take pictures of that "historical storm" that you are getting. Hope the girls enjoyed their snow day. It was 50 degrees for a while here today. Much cooler now though!
Love you!
I wondered if the storm followed mom or if mom followed the storm. Do you just have a mental picture of that trip? Vonda and Ruth yelling directions at mom. Mom yelling back and driving with one arm on the wheel and one arm in the air. Bobbie sitting on the edge of the seat, praying! LOL Now that is funny.
I haven't checked the weather for today, but I am pretty sure it is gong to miss us here. I may actually have to go to work all week. :(
Love ya!
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
I think my dad is lonely. I am pretty sure I can count on both hands how many times he has called me my whole life. This week, he has called everyday. He wanted to know what time I would be home from church tomorrow so that he could call. Haha Makes me feel special!
Trish~ Kaiden was a monster before the 4-wheeler:) He told dad last night that he was grounded from the 4-wheeler because he bit Olivia. Dad told him that I should take it. Kaiden said, "No, it's still mine, but I can't ride it." He wanted to clear that up for dad, I guess.
Trish~ Are you going ot get to go to Sybil's party?
Marsha did I see you on the blog? You should do it more often:)
Janet I hope you know you have created a monster! Jacob was 3 when he got his first gas powered 4wheeler and look at him now...lol
Monica the fun is just beginning! With marleigh walking now things will never be the same:) she is an early walker. None of my kids walked before they were a year old!
Today is groundhogs day and from the looks of things outside I don't think he will see his shadow. It's hard to believe that daddy has been gone for almost a year now. I imagine he would be getting ready for spring right about now. He would always get several of those seed and flower catalogs and no matter how many he had he always managed to order SOMETHING;)
Sunday, January 30, 2011
Saturday, January 29, 2011
Mom~ Didn't want you to miss this! I laughed so hard. I am not sure who was having more fun here, dad or Kaiden. I think dad was pretty tired afterwards b/c he ended up doing some pushing. The 4-wheeler flooded or something minor while dad was here so Kaiden told Matthew that Papaw broke his 4-wheeler. Matthew said to tell Papaw that if he couldn't play right and not be so rough with his toys, he wasn't going to be allowed to ride anymore. Kaiden thought that was hilarious that papaw was going to get into trouble.
Friday, January 28, 2011
The Wooden Bowl
A frail old man went to live with his son, daughter-in-law, and a four-year old grandson. The old man's hands trembled, his eyesight was blurred, and his step faltered. The family ate together nightly at the dinner table. But the elderly grandfather's shaky hands and failing sight made eating rather difficult. Peas rolled off his spoon onto the floor. When he grasped the glass often milk spilled on the tablecloth. The son and daughter-in-law became irritated with the mess. "We must do something about grandfather," said the son. I've had enough of his spilled milk, noisy eating, and food on the floor. So the husband and wife set a small table in the corner. There, grandfather ate alone while the rest of the family enjoyed dinner at the dinner table. Since grandfather had broken a dish or two, his food was served in a wooden bowl. Sometimes when the family glanced in grandfather's direction, he had a tear in his eye as he ate alone. Still, the only words the couple had for him were sharp admonitions when he dropped a fork or spilled food. The four-year-old watched it all in silence.
One evening before supper, the father noticed his son playing with wood scraps on the floor. He asked the child sweetly, "What are you making?" Just as sweetly, the boy responded, "Oh, I am making a little bowl for you and mama to eat your food from when I grow up." The four-year-old smiled and went back to work. The words so struck the parents that they were speechless. Then tears started to stream down their cheeks. Though no word was spoken, both knew what must be done. That evening the husband took grandfather's hand and gently led him back to the family table.
For the remainder of his days he ate every meal with the family. And for some reason, neither husband nor wife seemed to care any longer when a fork was dropped, milk spilled, or the tablecloth soiled. Children are remarkably perceptive. Their eyes ever observe, their ears ever listen, and their minds ever process the messages they absorb. If they see us patiently provide a happy home atmosphere for family members, they will imitate that attitude for the rest of their lives. The wise parent realizes that every day that building blocks are being laid for the child's future.
Let us all be wise builders and role models. Take care of yourself, ... and those you love, ... today, and everyday!
Thursday, January 27, 2011
And YES, Hershey sleeps with us, right between our heads and sometimes it's across our neck. She is so sweet. The only thing that will root her out is another grandbaby....
Michelle, I'm so happy that things are working out like they are for your family. I would LOVE to see a castle in real life...but since I would have to probably FLY to the country where they are, that probably won't happen. Unless I am drugged like they use to drug Mr. T on the A-Team!
Emily, your bread looked so good, I could smell it. You are becoming quite the cook. Now all you need is a Kitchen Aid mixer...Hint...Hint
Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean- Points to ponder
A carrot, an egg, and a cup of coffee...You will never look at a cup of
coffee the same way again.
A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up She was tired of
fighting and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved, a new one arose.
Her mother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire Soon the pots came to boil. In the first she placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs, and in the last she placed ground coffee beans. She let them boil; without saying a word.
In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners. She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl. Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl. Turning to her daughter, she asked, "Tell me what you see."
"Carrots, eggs, and coffee," she replied. Her mother brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did and noted that they were soft. The mother then asked the daughter to
take an egg and break it. After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard boiled egg.
Finally, the mother asked the daughter to sip the coffee. The daughter smiled as she tasted its rich aroma The daughter then asked, "What does it mean, mother?"
Her mother explained that each of these objects had faced the same adversity: boiling water. Each reacted differently.
The carrot went in strong, hard, and unrelenting. However, after being subjected to the boiling water, it softened and became weak.
The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had protected its liquid interior, but after sitting through the boiling water, its inside became hardened.
The ground coffee beans were unique, however. After they were in the boiling water, they had changed the water.
"Which are you?" she asked her daughter. "When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean? Think of this: Which am I? Am I the carrot that seems strong, but with pain and adversity do I wilt and become soft and lose my strength?
Am I the egg that starts with a malleable heart, but changes with the heat? Did I have a fluid spirit, but after a death, a breakup, a financial hardship or some other trial, have I become hardened and stiff? Does my shell look the same, but on the inside am I bitter and tough with
a stiff spirit and hardened heart?
Or am I like the coffee bean? The bean actually changes the hot water, the very circumstance that brings the pain. When the water gets hot, it releases the fragrance and flavor. If you are like the bean, when things are at their worst, you get better and change the situation around you. When the hour is the darkest and trials are their greatest, do you elevate yourself to another level? How do you handle adversity? Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean?
Good morning all
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
I trust you girls had a great visit with Dad. Memories you will not soon forget. It is snowing here the biggest fattest fluffiest snowflakes right now. Maybe we will get 3''! Yeah!

This is a castle we drove by when going to Burg Eltz from Trier, Germany. I couldn't find a name or date for this castle. We didn't go in it.



Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Monday, January 24, 2011
God must be God of all, or He is not God at all. He is not the God of some things, but all things.
Way to go, Trish!
Mark 16:17-18 And these signs shall follow them that believe; in my name shall they cast out devils; they shall speak with new tongues; they shall take up serpents; and if they drink any deadly thing, it shall not hurt them; they shall lay hands on the sick, and they shall recover.
Sounds like you have had a wonderful visit Michelle. I know what you mean about leaving the camera at home. I feel like I watched tanners whole football season through the camera! Do you scrapbook? Your girls could have some awesome scrapbooks! I would love to see a picture of a real castle!
I have a couple of prayer requests too. Grace Legg is in the hospital with pneumonia and a urinary tract infection and Homer Cadle is losing his battle with cancer. He has more spots that are cropping up that they can't do anything about. He is getting hospice but they are kind of like mommy and daddy. Vena has Alzheimer's and homer is sharp a a tack!
I am decreasing my medicines for polymyositis so I am in a bit of pain in my joints and muscles but I think most of that is withdrawal from the prednisone and time is the only thing that fixes it. I go back to Cleveland clinic in march so I won't know anything else til then. But I haven't had any side effects from the chemo and I am finished with it for the time being!
Danny was sick yesterday too. He had a terrible stomach pain in his l. Upper quadrant of his
abdomen and vomiting. He couldn't get relief from the pain at all and thought he may have to go to the ER. I laid hands on him and prayed for him and 2 hours later he was hungry and absolutely no pain. The only thing this morning was soreness where he had his pain! God is good!
Happy early birthday Vonda and David, your cards will be a little later in the week. But better late than never. Well it's almost time for Emma so I better get ready.
Hope everyone has a good day!
Hey, Monica! I will try to get the pictures downloaded in the next few days. But I have to tell you, surprisingly, we didn't take very many. I think we were just soaking it all in. Amazing how 336 hours can fly. But with the good news of an earlier return, it isn't so bad. We are under 4 months.
Teresa, I have PCOS where I get cysts. It started when I was 14 years old, and I still get one occasionally. They tried to control the cysts with the BC pills. I hope it isn't endometriosis. I'm praying for her. I know God heals!! Each of my girls has been healed many times, and we know Grandma is praying for her....Grandpa, too.
Much love to all of you, Michelle and girls
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Janet, I agree with you on Emily's bread lol :p
Addy, I loved the Jekyll/Hyde pic. You're face looks like it is healing wonderfully. Are you getting back to feeling like yourself and walking without being dizzy?
Janet, I am so sorry about your pregnancy. Much love to you, hang in there.
Addy, WOW! Sorry you had the accident! Hope you are better. And if you tell your kids what happened, you might suddenly find yourself the coolest teacher there!! Especially if you tell them you were airborn :D
Vonda, sorry about David. I hope he is recuperating.
Emily, thanks for the well-wishing.
Trisha, you looked like you were having fun with all those babies in the house! I hope you are doing well on chemo and not getting sick.
Steve, great on the interview. Hope you feel God's guidance about the yes/no on it.
And the bread looked great, like the bread here in our backerai. It made me hungry.
Rita, I liked the story about "I pray you enough". I printed it out to save.
Well, R&R was wonderful. It flew by too quickly. 336 hours was not enough. We had a warm spell that melted all that snow, so we only had to shovel once the whole two weeks! But then the river Vils by our castle flooded, so a lot of people had to drain their basements. I am glad we are too far away to flood.
We got some good news about Joe's deployment. They decided to end it in May instead of July!!! That made his leaving a little easier to bear, since we found out 3 days prior to his leaving. We travelled a little, staying close to home. We went to Nurnberg and Amberg, both walled cities with Castles and ancient churches from over a thousand years ago. It was nice to go to a city bustling with traffic, people, and after-Christmas sales!!! Remember, our little village close to the base has a population of about 6,300 people!!! So 100,000 people seems like a lot.....
LOL, good times. It is unique being here. Our next destination is four hours west, in a large city, only 4 hours from Paris. Can't wait for that. I think the kids are most excited about the Toys R Us, even if most of the toys are German made, with instructions in German, and the electronics have European specs......Me, I am excited about having a mall again!! Now I just need to memorize the conversion charts for clothing sizes :) It is very different. But the trade-offs are good knowing this is only for a spell, take the best of it and go on, yada yada yada. :D
I think I have rambled enough for one day...I hope all of you have a blessed and wonderful day. And no one else has bad news.... :)
Love to you all, Michelle and girls
Friday, January 21, 2011
Thursday, January 20, 2011
I Pray You Enough
Recently, I overheard a mother and daughter in their last moments together at the airport. They had announced the departure. Standing near the security gate, they hugged, and the mother said, 'I love you, and I pray you enough....'
The daughter replied, 'Mom, our life together has been more than enough. Your love is all I ever needed. I pray you enough, too, Mom.'
They kissed, and the daughter left. The mother walked over to the window where I was seated. Standing there, I could see she wanted and needed to cry. I tried not to intrude on her privacy, but she welcomed me in by asking, 'Did you ever say good-bye to someone knowing it would be forever?'
Yes, I have,' I replied. 'Forgive me for asking, but why is this a forever good-bye?'
'Well...I'm not as young as I once was, she lives so far away & has her own busy life. I have some challenges ahead, and the reality is - her next trip back will be for my funeral,' she said.
'When you were saying good-bye, I heard you say, 'I pray you enough.' May I ask what that means?'
She began to smile. 'That's a prayer that has been handed down from other generations. My parents used to say it to everyone..' She paused a moment and looked up as if trying to remember it in detail, and she smiled even more. 'When we said, 'I pray you enough,' we wanted the other person to have a life filled with just enough good things to sustain them.'
Then, turning toward me, she shared the following as if she were reciting it from memory.
I pray you enough sun to keep your attitude bright no matter how gray the day may appear.
I pray you enough rain to appreciate the sun even more.
I pray you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive and everlasting.
I pray you enough pain so that even the smallest of joys in life may appear bigger.
I pray you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.
I pray you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.
I pray you enough hellos to get you through the final good-bye.
Rita








