Friday, December 14, 2007


Sweet, sweet electricity – how I heart you. You warm my home and my cockles. You bring me season one of 24 in all its non-stop suspense. I’ll never stray from you again. No more sleeping in wool socks, sweats, and stocking cap under four blankets. No more blow drying my hair at the office. No more cooking curry by candle light.

Yes, I live in the state with the dubious distinction of holding the record for most Presidential “state of emergency” declarations in one year. We now have firewood for the next millennia. And my refrigerator has never been so clean.

Now, honestly, my husband has risen to the challenge of “ICE STORM 2007” in ways that boggle the mind. Chopping wood, rising in the night to feed the fire, purchasing dry ice and packing the contents of both refrigerators into igloo coolers, cleaning out the refrigerators entirely (yea, even washing the drawers!) and refilling them when the power came back on, insulating our pipes, and so on, and so on. Frankly, I’m flabbergasted. If he keeps this up, I’m going to have to start, you know, doing housework or something. I never thought I’d be a spoiled wife, what with the bumpy (like glass shards!) middle 10 years of our marriage. But I am truly, blissfully spoiled now. I reek of husband indulgence. And I must say it looks good on me!

P.S. Drop by my daughter Rachel's blog and leave her a note. She really wants readers!

Monday, December 03, 2007


Lately, God has been stirring in my spirit about purpose, potential, legacy. Ringing in my mind are these words from Nichole Nordman, "I want to leave a legacy. How will they remember me? Did I choose to love? Did I point to You enough To make a mark on things? I want to leave an offering. A child of mercy and grace who blessed your name unapologetically. And leave that kind of legacy."

In my constant state of "I'm not like other girls," I wonder if anyone else out there wants to leave the same kind of legacy that I do. My heroines were Joan of Arc, Deborah, and Jael (my favorite!). I want to be FIERCE! Not mean, but fierce. This would be where I (or maybe the enemy) say I don't think I'm like other women. I hope I'm wrong. I'm feeling challenged by God that we as American Christians are not impacting our world, because we teach our children to be cowards. Hide, don't rock the boat, separate. Even our general culture says that defending your country or those who can't defend themselves is for the foolish. Stay home and hope things get better. Don't volunteer. Don't speak up. Don't lay down your life.

Honestly, when I read Foxe's Book of Martyrs I'm so ashamed of myself and my comfortable Christianity. I want to know the honor of giving my life for God. I fall so short. Why do we value a mediocre life extended over a life well-lived with honor and integrity. I love that my children think I'm cool and funny, but I mostly want them to think I'm FIERCE.

I know this is not everyone's heart, nor do I expect it to be. I don't consider myself better than anyone for feeling driven in this direction. I just wonder today, what is the legacy you want to leave? How are you pursuing that?

Monday, November 19, 2007

God is in His heaven, and all is right with the world!

I'm off, that's right, off for the entire week! I slept late this morning, after, of course, being trampled by a parti-colored standard poodle-dork at dark-thirty o'clock. I have lists and lists made. I love me some lists. We got a Christmas tree from a family at church and it's already put up! Slap me silly and feed me biscuits! I don't even know what to think!

Basically, everything is purchased for the annual Thanksgiving Camp-Out. This year is a real challenge because we will be the only ones camping. Usually there are 4 or more families, so the cooking duties are divided and at least one family has a real oven. However, we are on our own with just a pop-up. The kids are going to have to step up and really help this year. The forecast is cooperating and it's going to be nice and COLD! YAY! WE LOVE COLD! I know, most of you think I'm insane, but when you live your entire life in Texas, cold is a wonderful thing, and a primary reason for moving a bit north.

My middle child, second daughter Rachel Roxanne, has a new blog and wants me to put out the word to everyone to read it. Let me explain, she doesn't proofread. As a magazine editor, I am practicing "Serenity Now" even as I type. Also, SAGA is the cafeteria on her college campus. Finally, she is very funny, so check it out and leave her a comment.

Alas, so much to do, so little diet Coke. Have a wonderful holiday, sweet friends!

Thursday, November 01, 2007


You might want to go potty and get yourself a diet Coke – this is gonna be a long one…Ready?

A few months ago, the women of our church watched a video series by Women of Faith for our Wednesday night class. What a great group of women! Each speaker made us laugh, cry, and grow in our faith.

Now let me backtrack. Our family has suffered financial woes (and, let’s face it, mismanagement) for lo, these many years. While we have been crawling out of this deep pit in the last year, it’s still close all the time. When I get frustrated, I stop to thank the Lord that Food Stamps, WIC, Medicaid, and free school lunches were there when we needed them. And I thank Him that we no longer qualify, and have our own insurance. Still, getting to go to conferences and girls’ weekends has remained in the realm of wishful thinking.

Fast forward to six weeks ago. I just “happened” to look at the WOF website and found a conference in OKC Nov. 2 & 3. I set my heart on going, and believed the money I was anticipating from the editing of a book would be my provision. I announced to the ladies of my church that I was going and would love to have someone join me. A couple of ladies expressed interest, and I thought one was going to make it. Alas, her finances fell through. Still, I determined to go, even if I was all alone.

Two weeks ago it was time for the check to come. My husband was also waiting for 3 expense reimbursement checks to come. One week ago I called to check on my check – they hadn’t mailed it, but would that day. No checks for Doug. This week, I emailed and still have no answer on mine. Doug called on his and discovered they had not mailed his either. In the meantime, we are moving money from accounts and robbing the kids’ piggy banks to cover gas and food. Now remember, I haven’t bought my ticket or booked a hotel yet.

Last week I got an email from one of the ladies at church that she had won tickets to the conference – she and a friend were going and wanted to know if we could ride together and share a hotel. They were in the final drawing for a hotel as well, and were praying for that provision. I let them know about the money situation, and we agreed to pray for each other. This week I found out they won the hotel, too! Yay! Part of my provision has come through. My husband’s regular paycheck came yesterday, so I finally bought my ticket! We’re not sitting together, but I GET TO GO! Still no checks in the mail. I really believe the enemy wanted to thwart this trip. BUT GOD IS GREATER! Though the money was delayed, He held a seat just for me and paid for my hotel.

I’m in need of fun, encouragement, refreshment, and friendship. The move to Tulsa was clearly God’s direction for us, but has been fraught with trouble and loneliness. I miss my Texas friends and haven’t really connected with anyone in town. Just the adjustment to working full-time has been a barrier. Then, when you add in the fact that I go to church an hour from here, all that spur-of-the-moment buddy stuff just ain’t happening.

Yet, God gives grace. My bloggy friends have been His hands extended in so many ways. What a God-send this decision to blog became! I had no idea! I hope that I can find ways to strengthen and encourage you as you have me. Know that I pray God’s blessings on you regularly.

I'm heading out from the office at 4:30 and will try to stay near the speed limit on the road to OKC. Come on snacks, giggles, tears, and fun! I'm so excited that any productivity in my already glacially slow (and cold!) job is mighty unlikely. I will blog all about the conference when I get back, and may learn how to post pictures, too! Love to all!

Wednesday, October 24, 2007

Gaining momentum for the big day!

Waiting, in vain, for a new position. *sigh* I didn't get the job, so much disappointment all around. Trying, in vain, to understand God and His ways. *bigger sigh* *adding a pout*

Andrea crunched her car a couple of days ago, and she is so sad she actually blogged about it. Her first accident. Lots of tears. Leave her some bloggy love, will you.

We're trying to plan Thanksgiving (my most favoritest holiday), without, of course, actually doing any real planning. Here's the deal...we camp for Thanksgiving. Yes, I know it's weird, but since our extended families are where fun goes to die, we decided to change things about 5 years ago. All three of our kids aged 15, 18, 21 love camping. At the same time! How could we pass that up? The deal is, this year we live in Oklahoma, not Texas. And the folks that did the planning in years past live in Texas. So we have to be the grups this year. They also had the only real oven because of their fancy-schmancy camper. Oh, and the turkey deep fryer. I'm going to have to lie down now, I'm feeling faint.

So, for any of you who live near Grand Lake, Ok (I wish we were going to Grand Lake, CO!) and know anything about campsites, please help a sister out!

Monday, October 08, 2007

Thrilling tales of intrigue!...or not

All right, I haven't posted in a coon's age (how old is that, anyway?), and so, since I have nothing going on, I thought I'd tell you all about it.

I'm still waiting to hear on the last job I applied for at the University. Of course, since ORU is awash in controversy right now, they may not be making any decisions along that line anytime soon. *grinding her teeth and rolling her eyes* It really is the perfect position for me, and I'm trying to trust that God has this all worked out.

OH! Today is my 24th anniversary! YAY! We're going out to dinner tonight, and maybe doing something this weekend. I hope so - I need to get away!

I finished editing the book I've been shuttling to and from Texas for the last year. So glad to get that done! It's really strange to edit for someone you've never met.

We have a new dog - a "party colored" standard poodle named Danny, who is 10 months old. Big and goofy would best describe this hound. He knows all sorts of tricks. His favorites are steal the hat or dirty sock, and empty the trash can. Those are not my favorite tricks. Oh, and drink out of the potty. yum. Our small poodle is having a bit of trouble convincing Danny that he (Joe) is the boss. Much grumpiness ensues. Though, when no one's looking directly at them, Joe actually plays with Danny. That's pretty funny.

I have much more fascinating information, but I'll save that for another post. I wouldn't want you to have to go on heart medication or anything.

Much love!

Wednesday, August 29, 2007

A Meme! With Linkies! Look at all the Linkies!

My husband is still floating about 3 feet off the ground, and only comes down when he has to go to the last few days of his old job. He has ordered his new phone and is eagerly anticipating his new laptop. He’ll begin Sept. 10th by training in Houston. I’ll miss him, but I’m so glad he’s getting to do this. Now if I could just get a new job, it would be great.

Here’s a meme for your reading pleasure. I got most of it from Diane, but being neurotic I just HAD to fill in the missing letters!

ACCENT – I lived most of my life in Texas, but I also had several years of diction and voice lessons, so it really depends on who I’m with at the time. I have a very sympathetic ear.

BEVERAGE I DON'T DRINK – hmm…coffee – it smells great but >:P , alcohol – I don’t care for the taste of it much and I’d rather use my carbs and calories on something else.

CHORE I HATE – only one? I guess cleaning the bathroom, but I just hate cleaning, hanging up my clothes, washing dishes, etc. The only problem with that is I hate a messy house even more.

DOGS or other PETS – Curly Joe Pancake Taylor, a 4 yr. old poodle/terrier mix, and the greatest dog ever

ESSENTIAL ELECTRONICS – computer, Palm Treo 680 phone, stereo

FRAGRANCE – Safari One that I can only find by chance at Steinmart(s) or Ross

GOLD or SILVER – silver

HOLIDAY – I want to go to IRELAND!

INSOMNIA – always, without medication I would only sleep about 3 hours a night and be a monster the rest of the time

JOB TITLE – writer/editor, wife, mom

KIDS – Andrea – 21, Roxanne – 18, Zach - 14

LOVE OF YOUR LIFE – Doug, in October married 24 years and more in love today than ever

MOST ADMIRED TRAIT – my confidence, though some are intimidated by it at first

NEGLECT – exercise, woefully neglected

OPINION – There are many “right” ways to parent, and each family needs to find what works best for them. I can share my victories and failures, but who am I to say what I have chosen is God’s way.

PHOBIA – heights and related to that - stairs

QUEST – to find a way to get paid just to be me

RELIGION – I started life as Pentecostal Holiness until Dad quit pastoring when I was one, Southern Baptist till 9th grade, Assembly of God through college and early marriage, Foursquare for the last 20 years.

SIBLINGS – Eric – 55, Pam – 53, Joyce – 50

TIME I WAKE UP – 6:50 am to avoid the alarm at 7 (it’s weird, I know), 8:30 ish on weekends

UNUSUAL TALENT/SKILL – I can ride a unicycle.

VEGETABLE – Fried okra is my favorite, I dislike so many I couldn’t pick the worst

WORST HABIT - procrastination

X-RAYS – teeth, head, neck, mammogram, arm, back, ovaries, foot – I pretty much glow in the dark. Hey, maybe that’s why I can’t sleep!

YOUR FAVORITE MEAL – my prime rib, Steamed Asparagus with Butter and Pine Nuts, Potatoes with Cheese Sauce, Cookie Monster - fresh, hot chocolate chip cookie baked in a mini-iron skillet, topped with vanilla ice cream and hot fudge (you can get them at Cheddar's if you have one in your area).

ZOOLANDER, Have you seen it? Yes, I loved it.

I'm going to tag a few people to do this meme. If you want to do this one, feel free to snag it for yourself. And if you're like me and feel like you're chasing your tail at times, feel free NOT to do this. Tag somebody else or not, your choice.

Thursday, August 23, 2007

drumroll, please...


Thanks to all who prayed! When I stop crying and can think clearly, I'll really post.

Tuesday, August 21, 2007

Anticipation...Anticipa-ya-tion is makin' me wait!

My dear hubs rolled out of bed this morning before God was even up yet. He was headed out to Houston for the third, and yea final, round of interviews for a new job. It's one of those gauntlet processes where he will have four interviews today. Lord, help the boy! No, we're not moving again (bite your tongue!), that's just where the company is located. He would be the district sales rep over Oklahoma and part of Arkansas. This is a position for which he is particularly suited and trained, and it represents a significant increase in pay and benefits. GO GOD!

In other news, our middler is moved in at ORU and having a BLAST! I hope she studies and goes to class in between all the fun. After protesting that she would TOO come home every weekend, and teach Sunday school this quarter, she has now decided that she will probably be unavailable to teach at all. Not a surprise. It was just the separation anxiety talking.

My vacation - though much too short - was rather productive. I FINALLY completed my duvet cover...a project nearly ten years in the making! It's a really LONG story in which I am frustrated with my husband for long periods of time. So I won't be sharing it. Also, we cleaned out the garage! I am parking my CAR in the GARAGE! Have you people ever heard of such a thing? It's truly a first for the Funny family.

Late Breaking Bulletin - I just received a call from the youngest that he made callbacks for the school play! One of only 3 freshment to do so! The move has been a much rougher transition for him than we anticipated, so I've been praying for an opening. Apparently, confident 14 yr. old Texans aren't well received elsewhere. He has a great deal of acting experience, so maybe this will do the trick.

That's all I know for now. Pray for my hubs, folks!

Wednesday, August 08, 2007

Slowly I turn...step by step...inch by inch

It seems I've lived my life tapping my foot and looking at my watch. "Get ON with it!" has been my motto. I can see myself at the Pearly Gates, rolling my eyes as St. Peter struggles to find the right key. I'm not saying this is right, mind you, just the way I'm wound a little too tightly. The world in general, and the church in particular feel mired in bureaucracy and red tape. It's a myopic viewpoint, I admit. Perspective on how others have had to wait on me is curiously and sadly MIA. Admonitions to "take it easy" and "enjoy the journey" fall on deaf ears. Surely this is why God brings me around Mt. Sinai again and again. I suppose He's waiting on me.

Hubs got a call for a second interview! YAY! It will be a phone interview on Friday, 9 am CST for you pray-ers out there. If he passes that one, there will be a face-to-face down in Houston. (MORE WAITING!) Are you sensing a pattern here? NAH!

I have the whole week off starting Monday! My sweet friend Lori is coming to spend the week helping me get my act together. I fear the week will pass all too quickly, as I'll be moving my middle child into the dorm on Monday, and catching up with my sewing and decorating the rest of the week. My youngest starts high school next Thursday, but thankfully we've already done our shopping for school clothes. He can get by with the supplies we have here at the house until we get ALL the lists from ALL the teachers.

I'm looking forward to a quiet weekend at home. HAH! A girl can dream, right?

Wednesday, August 01, 2007

It's Like Some Kind of Miracle!

Three, THREE posts in one week! I think I'm gonna have to sit down; I'm feelin' faint! BTW, Hubs job interview went very well and it's a great position. Now, let the waiting game begin.

Really, it's just a meme, but I thought I'd shock everybody with the torrent o' postin' around here.

Four jobs I've held:
1. voice teacher
2. assistant to Lisa Whelchel
3. writer
4. counselor

Four movies I can watch over and over again:
1. As Good As It Gets
2. My Big, Fat, Greek Wedding
3. White Christmas
4. Gone With The Wind

Four places I've lived:
1. Irving, Texas
2. Portland, Oregon
3. Evergreen, Colorado (briefly)
4. Tulsa, Oklahoma

Four TV shows I watch:
1. CSI
2. Monk
3. The Office
4. And I absolutely will not miss House

Four places I've been on vacation:
1. the Bahamas
2. All over the Rocky Mountains in Colorado
3. Cozumel, Mexico
4. New Orleans

Four of my favorite foods:
1. chicken fajitas with a LOT of cilantro and raw onions
2. shrimp anything
3. my husband’s rib eye steak
4. yeast rolls

Four places I'd rather be right now:
1. Evergreen, Colorado
2. the Bahamas
3. Vinita, Oklahoma
4. Ireland

Four websites I visit:
1. for...well, everything
2. for compiling my song list for worship
3. Internet Movie Database –
4. Mary Engelbreit –

Tuesday, July 31, 2007

Hope Springs Eternal

It's funny, you know (well, not funny "ha, ha" but funny, odd), how after a series of disappointments you tell yourself not to get your hopes up. That way you won't feel so crushed if things don't work out. And yet, God created us as a people of hope. It's at the very core of our beings. God forbid should we actually kill that hope within us! "To them God has chosen to make known among the Gentiles the glorious riches of this mystery, which is Christ in you, the hope of glory," Colossians 1:27 (NIV).

That's the challenge, isn't it? Remaining pliable when every instinct says to "toughen up, build a wall." It's impossible to remain vulnerable but not beaten, without the Lord. He's always calling us to stretch, to open up, to risk, to love.

Doug has another interview today at 1 for a position he is well equipped to do. We don't yet know what it pays, and that is the key. He is excited about it and so am I, kinda. I guess I'm self-protecting, which is the same as not trusting.

I've been concerned about school starting in two weeks and how we'll pay for my daughter's books (much less dorm room essentials, and school clothes and supplies for both her and her brother). A few books have shown up in the used realm, and I've snatched them up so fast your head would spin. But there are still some left to buy new because 1) the latest edition is absolutely necessary (ha!) and 2) it's for a class exclusive to this school. Note the sarcasm - I see it as a gift, but God - not so much. Still, He is faithful. I just received a call from my mom saying she was sending a check to help. She's a great mom!

This week the kids are at church camp. God was faithful there, too. Roxanne is interning, which paid for her trip, and Zach got a scholarship. YAY! I know God has amazing things for them this week and I'm excited to see it! I hate missing camp, but it just wasn't possible this year. I love family camp!

Well, that's all the news from Lake Wobegone. Pray for Doug today, please!

Monday, July 30, 2007

Some bloggy love

I'm just stopping for a quick note to encourage all 5 1/2 of you who read me, to visit my daughter's blog The New Me at . She has written twice in the last week or so and is worth the read. Besides, she could use the support about now.

Tuesday, July 17, 2007

Beth Moore has nothing to worry about!

It's Tuesday, and I've just about recovered from preaching on Sunday. Wow, it was...surreal, amazing, draining! Next time you try to talk to your pastor after church, just don't expect it to register. At times it was almost an out-of-body experience...other times I felt like Bob in What About Bob, "I'm preaching! I'm a preacher!" while lashed to the pulpit. I almost didn't make it through my final prayer, I was so overcome with emotion. That has everything to do with the message the Lord gave to me:

God Is Faithful
a) to redeem what was sold - Hosea 1:2 and Redeeming Love by Francine Rivers
b) to restore what was lost - Joel 2:25, the story of Job, and the story of C.S. Lewis
c) to revive what has died - Genesis 18:10-12 and 21:1-2

Pretty close to home, huh? I finished up by singing (acapella) "How Deep the Father's Love For Us" by Stuart Townend:

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

Tuesday, July 03, 2007

God is in the Storm

Welcome to the longest post ever. I promise it's worth the reading. Happy 4th of July!

WOW! I received a Rockin' Girl Blogger award from Bev at Scratchin' the Surface! That is SO COOL! THANK YOU! Here's what she had to say, "I've met her once, liked her immediately, wish I could meet with her weekly to fix all that ails me. She's genuine to the core, funny, smart. She's like the Energizer Rabbit - she just doesn't quit no matter how tough it gets."

You never really know how you impact others. There have been two wilderness times in my life: now and 20 years ago in Oregon. In both times when I was just struggling to put one foot in front of the other and hold on to Jesus with what little strength I had, God was using me to impact others. It was not anything I was conscious of at the time, so I can certainly not take credit for it. Even through the fulfillment of my dream of going back to school - I was inspiring others. Go figure.

I just have to share with you the amazing story of last week. A couple of years ago my church put together a cd, "Hymns of Our Faith," to give out at a community event. For the most part it was a family project as my nephew and his wife, my niece and her husband, my mom, my sister-in-law, my friend Lauren and I did an "unplugged" version of several hymns. I haven't thought much about that cd - I've given out a couple, but raised in a Pentecostal/Baptist home, it felt a lot like showing off, which is not good! That kinda goes against my love for the stage, so you can imagine my constant inner conflict.

Anyway, I received this email from my brother (the pastor) last week:

Dear Pastor Hulet,
I am an Active Duty Navy Chaplain, ordained through the Assemblies of God, presently serving as the Senior Officer Chaplain at Camp Bucca, Iraq. Camp Bucca is the largest Detention Facility in the world for Detainees. We have over double digit thousands here. The mission is difficult, tension filled, and fatiguing.
So , when I rummaged through a drawer, I found the CD: Hymns of Our Faith. The following words quickened my spirit and spoke to my weary soul:
"These songs are meant to offer a moment of peace and reflection in a world of stress and distraction."
I just finished a pastoral care counseling with a service member who received the news that his wife, pregnant at 8 1/2 months with their 3rd child, experienced a fetal demise. The devastation is indescribable.
The Hymn Great is Thy Faithfulness ministered to him and to me in ways I will never be able to articulate. Please thank Lisa Taylor, the vocalist on that hymn, on our behalf.
I don't know how this CD made it clear to Camp Bucca, Iraq but I am sure glad that it did. Mission accomplished! Thank you for your ministry and foresight to let the rich theology of these great hymns of the church speak life, liberty and strength to weary souls.
I salute you.


Chaplain Louis Rosa

I replied to Chaplain Lou:
I received your kind words about the song I sang, "Great Is Thy Faithfulness," on the Hymns of Our Faith cd. It is amazing how God uses things we do in ways we can never imagine. I am so blessed to know that I was able to encourage and minister to someone through what I love doing the most. I often wonder what I could be doing to support our troops in such a difficult time - and now found that in some small way I have.

Please send my condolences to this service member in this time of loss. I have also lost a child, and know how painful it is. I'm certain it must be so difficult for him to not be with his wife to grieve and comfort.

I also am a counselor, and know that it can be difficult to lay down the burden at the end of the day. I'll be praying for you and for this man and his family. May God bring a swift end to this unrest, establish stable and strong leadership in Iraq, and bring you all home safely.


His reply was even more amazing, and I offer it today for anyone who has loved ones in the military at this difficult time:


I look fwd to meeting you one day. Your gift of music is more than a gift; it is the voice of Christ extended.

Your prayers and gift of music is more than sufficient to demonstrate your support of the troops. This is a very difficult environment for a host of reasons. However, the God of peace which surpasses all understanding is in the midst of it all. Your singing is proof positive of that.

The serviceman in question is home with his bride. We got him off on a bird as soon as it was available. He is now comforting his wife and they are beginning the process of good grief.

I am very sorry for your loss. The loss of a child is indescribably painful. I hope that you are able to practice the type of pain management that allows you to get on with life and own your grief at the same time.

In my 15 years of active duty, 10 years as a chaplain with the US Marines, I have seen a lot of death, destruction and devastation i.e. Somalia, Bosnia, Kosovo, Iraq (2004-2005) and now. I am confident that Genesis 1:2 is true: 'And the world was without form and void and the Spirit of God brooded upon the face of the waters.' God is in the chaos. I guess that is why I have always, with no exception, felt perfect peace even in the midst of some of the worse firefights seen in Iraq. We went through the battle for Fallujah during my last deployment. We sent 31 of our young Marines home in body bags and over 200 critically wounded. I know Christ was in the chaos.

Keep your gift flowing. It has reached the far ends of the earth. I play the CD often. Sometimes I play it while the troops enter the chapel for worship. Plz convey my thanks to Jenni, Lauren, Erica and Maurietta for their consecration and dedication to praise and worship.

Michelangelo once said that if the general public knew how hard he labored on each piece, it would diminish the magic of his work. I don't understand how difficult it is to make a great cd. If knowing means it will diminish it's beauty plz don't tell me. I want to appreciate it for what it is.

I look fwd to keeping in touch.



If you know someone who would be encouraged by reading this note from Chaplain Lou, please pass it along.

Wednesday, June 27, 2007

It's a Restaurant Meme

We have weathered yet another family crisis since my last post. I don't have enough perspective to post about it yet - it involves others and I don't want to uncover anyone as I pour out my own heart. I consider my life an open book, ask me anything, but it's not fair to open other's books. So, I'll just do a meme and give you a little update.

My oldest has moved back home. It's a good thing as far as I can tell. My middle has her first boyfriend and I'm trying not to overrun her excitement with my own. Perhaps I'm a little over-involved here. It's just so much fun seeing that happen and remembering how it felt. We're getting all the last minute preparations done for sending her off to college - 4 miles away. I wanted her to experience the whole college shebang, and she's all for it. The youngest is daily removing more skin and blood on his skateboard, and has finally passed me in height. Not that I'm an Amazon at 5'4", but it was a big step for him.

My big news is 1) a cd produced back in Texas, on which I sang "Great Is Thy Faithfulness", found its way to Iraq, where apparently it is ministering to our troops. See, I got an email from the chaplain there telling me about it. How neat to know that something I love to do is an encouragement to weary and discouraged soldiers. 2) I'll be preaching in a couple of weeks. For the first time. To the whole congregation. *gulp* My pastor will be in Israel for our denominational convention and has asked me to fill in the first Sunday. Wow. Pray. And for those Baptists out there - it will be o.k. trust me. it's an eternal security thing.

On to the meme: 5 favorite local restaurants - Tulsa

1) Los Cabos at Riverwalk Crossing - it's honestly quite difficult to choose a favorite Mexican restaurant because I love this food so much I could eat it everyday. Unless I was in Colorado, because theirs is just weird! This restaurant has a beautiful view of the river, live music, patio seating (when it's not raining - 18 of the last 26 days!), and fabulous food. I also love Abuelo's for its avocado enchiladas and los mejores de la casa, but it's a chain - not local.

2) Rib Crib - technically this is a chain, but it's based in Tulsa, so there. Great b-b-q at excellent prices. I love me some b-b-q.

3) Mekong River - fresh, tasty Vietnamese food in a clean, if sparse atmosphere. This is the real thing and if you haven't had this kind of food before, take a friend who has.

4) Bellacino's - great, but pricey grinders. so good and so big, I guess if you split one you might not see it as pricey.

5) Goldie's - The best hamburgers evah! This is an Oklahoma chain that started in Tulsa. These burgers are so good my husband, the king of "with everything," eats them straight-up.

There you have it! Have a happy Independence Day!

Wednesday, June 13, 2007

Satisfaction, however fleeting and only two weeks between posts!

It was one of those times, when the planets are aligned, and all is right with the world...

We all come into marriage with these vignettes of ideal marriageosity tucked away in our hearts. Formed by tv or movies, parental example or in contrast to it, expectations major or minor, that are quite often unexpressed to the one most involved in the fulfillment or disappointment of them.

I think I may have shared that the middle (read: 10 years bracketed by the first 3 years, and the ones after), were very difficult in my marriage. As in, please God take me to Heaven, because I can't think of any other way to deal with this much unhappiness. Literally. We held on like shipwreck victims to the last piece of plywood in the ocean - sometimes paddling in the direction of land, sometimes paddling in different directions - getting nowhere, and sometimes just letting the waves carry us out of sheer exhaustion.

We made it to land eventually, collapsing on the beach and lying there until we could find the strength to begin rebuilding. Now, so grateful that neither one of us let go and slipped into the ocean. We are older, hopefully wiser, somewhat worse for wear, but determined as only those who have come through this can be.

So...a precious moment popped up last night without warning - subtle enough that I might have missed it. One of those vignettes...we cooked together. Even now I tear up over something so trivial to most. He grilled chicken and corn on the cob, I made the green beans, new potatoes, and iced tea. We ate together in the living room in peace (the kids are all out of town). Took care of the details - I put away the food and gathered up the trash, he did the dishes and we headed to bed where he rubbed my poor diabetic feet like he does every night. Such precious sweetness. So close to never happening. Today I am satisfied.

Tuesday, May 29, 2007

I'm Still Here!

I really must post more often than every 4-6 weeks! It's just been such a whirlwind, that I can barely make it from bed to work and back again. Much accomplished - eldest moved out, middler graduated, moved from the ark to the beautiful, wonderful, glorious, SAFE house! I wish I knew how to post pictures. It really is on my "to do" list.

I'm hoping to have an open house party next month...if I can get pictures up on the wall by then.

I got a massage (Mother's Day gift!) on Sunday I hurt so bad it felt like I had the flu. Musta been alot of toxins trapped in there! Next time...if there is a next time...I'll tell her to take it easy.

My poor dog is having a difficult time recovering from the trauma of being kenneled during our apartment living. We now have submissive wetting, shredded screens, and an impromptu doggy door. Any ideas? Other than that, he's still the greatest dog in the world.

I promise to post more often, and it looks like the logistics of that are pretty workable. I have been lurking and am so glad you all are more faithful than I.

Love to all!

Thursday, April 12, 2007

The Grass Withers & The Flower Fades, But The Word of our God Stands Forever

Today's post will update y'all on the events of the last couple of weeks. We found our tax data in storage at last and sent it to our guy. Because our oldest child dropped out of college and had the nerve to turn 21, we lost her as a deduction. So...we owe eleventy bazillion dollars - well, only $1,000, but it's just about the same. No, we haven't fixed the broken car - money being the hold up, and the aforementioned daughter has decided to move back to Texas. This week our middler turned 18. EEK! We are minus the second bird - this time deceased. What is it about birds - they're fine, then they fall over dead! I tell you underneath the Chocolate Cherry Feria Color System - it's all pure white. I can't begin to tell you all the ways (and through all the people) that God has taken care of us since we made this move. What follows are the series of emails to the woman who runs our church prayer chain back in Texas.

Psalm 91
1 He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty.
2 I will say of the LORD, "He is my refuge and my fortress, my God, in whom I trust."
3 Surely he will save you from the fowler's snare and from the deadly pestilence.
4 He will cover you with his feathers, and under his wings you will find refuge; his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart.
5 You will not fear the terror of night, nor the arrow that flies by day,
6 nor the pestilence that stalks in the darkness, nor the plague that destroys at midday.
7 A thousand may fall at your side, ten thousand at your right hand, but it will not come near you.
8 You will only observe with your eyes and see the punishment of the wicked.
9 If you make the Most High your dwelling even the LORD, who is my refuge-
10 then no harm will befall you, no disaster will come near your tent.
11 For he will command his angels concerning you to guard you in all your ways;
12 they will lift you up in their hands, so that you will not strike your foot against a stone.
13 You will tread upon the lion and the cobra; you will trample the great lion and the serpent.
14 "Because he loves me," says the LORD, "I will rescue him; I will protect him, for he acknowledges my name.
15 He will call upon me, and I will answer him; I will be with him in trouble, I will deliver him and honor him.
16 With long life will I satisfy him and show him my salvation."


Today's Scripture was definitely for me. God is so faithful, we see His hand at every turn. We are trying to stay focused on Him instead of the attack and this Word is an exhortation to do just that. Last night we were given $800 to help us in our time of need. Praise God and may He abundantly bless those who were faithful to give.

New attack this morning, the new car's engine light came on, and the car bucked like a bronco all the way to work. What the devil doesn't seem to understand is that for every item or dollar he steals, God is faithful to more than cover it. The enemy is losing and he should take his marbles and go home! Keep praying, family, it's not over yet! We love you all.

Hallelujah! Our God is so faithful. Continuing to pray for all your needs, in Jesus name.

Well, I've got bad news and good news about the car. First the bad news. After taking it to the dealership and running a diagnostic, it was determined the engine has a bad pressure/cylinder/valve thingy that requires the replacement of the cylinder head. Translation: lots of days and lots of dollars.

Now for the good news: The Honda guy called his DSM (district service manager) who determined that such a thing should not be with a Honda, so the company will cover the cost of repair 100%! (Doug was crying when he told me this.) This is not a warranty thing - it's a God thing! It should be ready Tuesday.

Since, however, it is not a warranty thing, no loaner car is available. For those of you following the Taylor saga, you will know this was our only working vehicle. So we are believing for God to provide in this avenue as well. Keep those prayers rolling; I believe we've got the devil on the run, 'cause OUR GOD REIGNS!

Thursday, March 22, 2007

My sweet friend, Sarah's baby girl Addison has been rushed to the hospital in an ambulance. I'm sending out this request for prayer from Sarah's mom Bev. For the details that Bev knew at the time, go here. Please pray for Addison and for her mom, Sarah.

Friday, March 16, 2007

just a little sumpin' sumpin'

Thought I'd catch you all up on the latest at the ark.

We're minus one bird - YAY! - given away not deceased. We have a friend visiting from TX who is much larger than said bird, but not nearly as annoying.

No, nothing has been found or returned from the robbery. FEH!

Graduation and prom plans are being made, so much girly excitement in the casa agua de Noah!

I drove over a hole in the ground yesterday and damaged some thingy that transports power steering fluid to the, um, power steering. So, more power is needed from the steerer. Actually, dead, dead, deadsky as far as driving is considered. Not on the new car, but on Andrea's. So, we're back to one car until my husband can find time between his two jobs to fix it. Yes, I feel very sad about that. As my "ever optimistic" dad used to say, "The hits just keep on comin'!" Yeah, he was just a bowl of sunshine. Not to worry, God will take care of all of this. Easy to see the enemy's hand at work these days because...

I'm a church staff member! I'm the Associate Pastor over Ministries! Also directly responsible for worship, counseling, and women's ministries in addition to the delegation and oversight of the other ministries of the BIG category. Sounds impressive, right? Well, at this point there are only about 80 adults, so I'm not too overwhelmed. Just excited. Wish I could just do this and still put my kids through college. I'm so very thankful, and unworthy, but still wanting to do this! So I guess the devil might be just a bit peeved.

Thought I'd share the love, interpeeps!

Saturday, February 24, 2007


Seriously! I got a call yesterday about 2:30 pm from my apartment manager. Apparently someone has kicked in the door - possibly 6 hours ago, and no one reported it until just then. My upstairs neighbor, who apparently enjoys indoor jogging at 2 AM heard some banging at about 9 am, but didn't get up to check on it, or even call the office.

Gone? All my husband's cameras, lenses, filters - he's a photographer. Zach's most prized possession - his electric guitar. GameCube, PS2, dvd player, Rachel's pain meds for her bad knee. Costume jewelry, my camera from my grandparents - graduation gift valuable only to me. Oh - and the extra keys for our new car. You know the kind with the handy dandy black rubber thingy on the end to identify which car they need to steal next.

Most of all a sense of safety. The deadbolt didn't do a thing to keep this guy out. I am so thankful my older daughter was at work and my dog was in his crate. He couldn't have stopped anyone, but he sure could have been hurt or killed. She is sometimes at home without a car, so even if the thief had been surveilling our place to make sure the cars were gone, she could have been there. My husband spent the night in the car, but I don't know what we'll do from here. Oh, btw, no insurance, thanks for asking.

You might have noticed - I become very sarcastic in times like these. It feels more "in control" than crying. And apparently I am all about the control. Sucks to be me. I know the source of all this, and I know we have been making inroads into the territory he stole from us many years ago. We're on our way out of debt...poverty, and the mentality that goes with it. My 14 yr. old son is leading worship and preaching at his public school. My husband and I both work for ministries that advance the kingdom of God. We are entering into ministry positions in our new church. Can you see the big red turrrget circles from where you blog?

People - Lord luv 'em - ask what they can do. Pray. Pray that the thief is caught. Pawning all of our stuff. Intact. and that he gets a raging case of hemorrhoids. No wait, that's last one's probably not right. Maybe it is - I can't really tell right now. Pray that our car is protected. Pray that we can find a new place to live outside of the ghet-to...and his momma cried.

Emotionally I think I'm fine, though I'm having trouble completing sentences. Kinda weird. I'm tired. Had to go in to work early on Saturday to make up the time I lost talking to the policeman who didn't care. Robbed of sleep I so desperately needed and would have enjoyed on this dark, rainy day. My husband is pretty much devastated. He has trouble completing sentences on a good day - now it's like playing charades with a partner who won't give you any hand motions to go on. The kids seem o.k. It will show up in the days to come if they aren't.

Thanks to all for letting me vent. I know it will be better, just right now it isn't

Wednesday, February 21, 2007

Call me Rip VanWinkle

Howdy stranger!

Diane asked for an update, I didn't realize how long I've been out-of-pocket! Interpretation of the "Frank Bowla" comment was, "the Karankawa Indians were cannibals," from a car-ride discussion of Native American tribes and Texas History class. See, I told you it was tough.

Everything is finally here from TX; in a storage bldg somewhere are our tax papers. A bit of a problem. Our transmission went out on our van, so...we bought a new (to us) car! It's so exciting to drive a car without surprises - kind of an oxymoron, I think. This, of course, was not in our plans, so the excitement comes also in the walk of faith required to purchase this vehicle. For the record, his name is Isaac because we plan on much laughter within, and because he is the beginning of the fulfillment of God's promises to us.

Church is great and we had a wonderful leadership seminar over the weekend. Some things rearranged on my spiritual gifts inventory, and I think that has to do with a new release of ministry for us. Always exhortation (encouragement) was in first place, with teaching in second, and various things jockeying for third. This time first place went to teaching, with second place - PASTORING!, and exhortation coming in around 4th, tied with MISSIONARY! (but only to countries where indoor plumbing and Diet Coke are standard and eating bugs is not). It will be interesting to see how this plays out.

I actually had a heart leap when I saw my results. I don't know that I'll ever be in a head pastor position (a possibility in my denomination) or head pastor's wife position. It's not necessarily on my heart to do so. I'm pretty unconventional as far as pastors or their wives are concerned. I mean, really, how many of those have, and wear till threadbare, a goth "Hello Kitty" shirt? (And where can I get a new one?) I do love being the second banana, though. So, all that to say, we'll see.

Latest cryptic statement is easy - "I miss you hole punches!" o o o o o

That's all the news from Lake Woebegon!

Tuesday, February 06, 2007

interpretation please...

Latest cryptically understood statement: The Frank Bowla Indians were Garanimals! I realize you couldn't possibly get this one, but at least try.

We're pretty much moved in, but not put away. May have to BE put away in a short time. Actually, we're just cutting back on the vacuuming by eliminating floor space altogether.

So good to have my husband here! Though until we get our new kingsize bed, the double is a little too close for my mental health.

We had six helpers to feed last night and it was just have a place full of high school and college kids to feed and share funny stories with. I feel a calling, or maybe just a confirmation of a calling, in our first guests. We'll see where the Lord takes this.

Wednesday, January 31, 2007


Oh now PEOPLE! No takers? O.K. I'll give you this one. Zach was being a "sit-leaner," meaning he was leaning on my daughter in the car. I won't be so easy on you all the next time. Of course, maybe noone but Barb is reading this! I may have to have a little lie down, I'm feeling woozy.

It's snowing here again - YAY! Yes I am a child when it comes to snow because of the deprivation of a life lived virtually snow-free in Texas. I don't think I can be cured.

I'm goin' to Tex-as, I'm goin' to Tex-as
To get me a handsome man and a handsome dog
Yeah, BUDDY!

Like my little song? Everyone should be sealed into the ark by Sunday evening and we will commence with the insanity forthwith.

Gotta little video for you all, it warms the cockles of my little counselor heart. In fact it has become a treasured theme in our home.

if you'd like to see the other current video favorites you can find me at:

Lots of bloggity love to all!

Friday, January 26, 2007

translate this!

So, in order to blog more often, I'm going to do some short ones. My last post told the story of misunderstood statements, so read that first if you haven't already.

The most recent cryptic statement was heard from the back seat, "Mom, Zachary's being a 'sit wiener'!"

Let me know what you think was actually said and what it meant, and I'll post the answer in a day or so.

Wednesday, January 24, 2007

The Post That Makes You Thankful For Your Own Family

Alas, I have been chided for my lack of blogginess by my niece. See her SHINY NEW POST at seeking perfect peace She's an amazing girl and I want everyone (all 10 of you!) who read my post to get to know her, but of course not monopolize her time as it ALL BELONGS TO ME! and, of course, her husband, daughter, and brand new son.

She started this idea of family strangeness, you know, things you all do as a family, that when you do them, others cock their heads to the sides like a calf looking at a new gate.

Many years ago, 20 to be exact, we were getting ready for church one Sunday morning. I called out to my husband, "I made a bottle and it's in the diaper bag," as we had one very cherished youngun, and my husband was a helpful father. He ambled into the room where I was, with a concerned look on his visage (like that word? ain't I smart?). "Sinead O'Connor's in the diaper bag?!" And thus began the laughing with one's legs crossed so as not to overtax a delivery-weakened bladder. We decided from that day on to repeat exactly what we heard any time the message was unclear. Kind of our own version of that game where you read what's on the card and try to figure out what it's saying, combined with the old gossip game.

Actually this was a great tactic for dealing with my detestation of repeating myself. You see, I am not a patient person. Really. Not. Patient. God seems to be making an example of me lately. Not really loving that either. But I do love to repeat what I've just heard. Sometimes hearing it out loud is just what I need to figure out what was originally said. Try it. There's no telling what you'll come up with. Be like the Taylors!

More weirdness to follow.

Friday, January 12, 2007

Start The Music, I Feel A Happy Dance Comin' On!

You know I had a really great post, and long, written out and ready to go, just a few days ago. It's somewhere out in the Blogzone, never to be heard from again, apparently. So I'm trying to remember what all I've told you about. I think I'll stop promising to post, 'cause obviously I'm a pathological blogpromise breaker. However, since its de-lurking week, I wanted to get in on the sweet commenty goodness.

1. My son was named "Ram of the Month" (If I already told you this, just smile and nod. I've waited a long time for this honor and I am savoring it!). Now, personality quirks being what they are, this boy qualified for ram of the house very early on. I call him my sheepdog, because he is always herding. THIS is MY space, THAT is YOUR space! However, he has many fine qualities and this award is for his middle school (mascot-you guessed it-Rams).

2. The aforementioned sheepdog is coming to Tulsa to join the girls as of tonight.

3. Driving him into the oncoming ice storm will be my DH, ready for some heavy-duty snugglin'.

4. We will all be together in the 2, that's right 2, bedroom apartment we moved into over the Christmas holiday. Same ghetto, phenomenal cosmic power-itty bitty living space.

5. Started teaching my "Boundaries" class two weeks ago. I LOVE THIS CLASS! I LOVE CLOUD & TOWNSEND! This is my 5th time to teach it and it's still GOOD!

6. I got a perfect attendance bonus on my check today. WOOHOO!

7. Doug has an interview with Home Decorators (a Home Depot company) for a part-time position on Saturday.

8. Drumroll please - Doug got a full-time position with faithHighway!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! He will start the second week of February. You can see their commercials on their website to see what Doug will be selling. It is base+commission, so it's a little scary at first. Hence the part-time position. So if you have any media needs for your church, ministry, or Christian business, look us up. O.K. end of commercial.

When you're praying, please remember us for the following: the sale of our home, a new home for our 2 female Lab-mix dogs (we can't have them in an apartment, finances for the transition, and safe travel for my men today.

So the mood in my office cubbyhole is pretty positive these days. I have been lurking, I've even commented a couple of times, only to have them vanish. So the lesson I still haven't gone to the new Beta, mainly because I don't have a clue. Honestly, anyone in the Tulsa area willing to come to my cave and teach me this stuff? But not this weekend, I'll be snugglin'.

Saturday, January 06, 2007

Ah, yes, the edit to this post is that Blogger STINKIN' ATE my post! And it was great. And Long. And I'll never have that recipe agaaiiiinnnn, OHHHHH NOOOOOOO! (imagine Richard Harris, or Donna Summer singing that last line). This has happened before and the post miraculously showed up later. I'm hoping that happens here. If not, I'll try again tomorrow. OH BTW! May have a buyer for our house! WOO HOO!