Here, Kitty, Kitty: Episode Two

20 Aug

My Take
DiVoran Lites

 

Sunday a week ago we decided to take a drive to Melbourne and look at the cats at the Sheriff’s Animal Shelter. Our informant had told us we might get a free cat because we were seniors. That sounded better than the $85 dollars for rescue cats online. As it happened all the animals at the Sheriff’s were free for the month of August…a back-to-school special.

 

 

We were ready to pay it, if asked, because we knew they had done everything to make the cats and owners happy and healthy. We got Jasmine sixteen years ago and had to pay for her and all her requirements ourselves. We paid for a visit to the vet plus her spaying, rabies and other shots, and a microchip so shecould be found if she got lost. That bill was certainly more than $85.00!

Nowadays rescue vets do it all plus testing for cat diseases, a medical exam, and a free well-visit to the vet within thirty days of adoption.

We had a good drive down south and had, in fact, discussed making a four hour round trip to Ft. Lauderdale because they seemed to have so many choices at “Abandoned Pets,” down there.

We still thought we might be looking for kittens and had been told they had many at the Sheriff’s Animal Shelter, but when we arrived only four played in the kitten room. A little girl, about three years old played with the kitty toys while her mother sat on the floor watching. It seemed a happy Sunday afternoon pastime together.

I plucked a dark gray-striped kitten from a tunnel where it was bathing itself. The small one didn’t want to come to me but I picked her up anyway. Suddenly, I realized that part of the reason she had been hiding in the tunnel was because she had probably been handled since the shelter opened that day. I put her back, but immediately one of the associates came saying, “oh there she is, her family is waiting for her.”

 

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We inquired at the desk and the Sheriff’s Department attendant said, “We do have plenty of kittens but they’re all being fostered right now.” She gave me two cards for foster go-betweens and told me I could call them and tell them what I was looking for and they would tell us when kittens and their mothers if they had them, were brought to the shelter.

We came home empty-handed and I got back online.

A few days later we decided we needed the right cat for our lives and that kittens wouldn’t be a good idea because of the constant care required. I emailed a local rescue person and eventually talked on the phone with her. We were going to make an appointment, but the only time in the next week or so when she could see us was at 6:30 that very evening. She lived about half an hour away from us. We studied the cats on the site and thought there were five possibilities.

I felt empathy for this cat lady. Every weekday she drove into Orlando an hour away where she had a full-time job. Around five she returned to Brevard County and met potential owners at her place or at Petco. After that,she was off home to clean kennels and feed her charges. She would get to bed around eleven and get up early the next day to start all over again.

She explained the details about the cats we had picked out. It seemed that each had a major fault. Now those faults may have been truly prohibitive for us, but I kind of thought she might, like any pet-lover, have a hard time letting go of her changes.

“I should tell you about the Siamese I’m going to be working with,” she said. A man had nineteen of them in a 600 square foot apartment that were inner breeding. We’ve got to get them all tested and taken care of. I don’t know how long you can wait, and I don’t know how you feel about Siamese. I don’t have them right now, but I have the others and you can visit them, I hope you won’t mind that I haven’t had time to clean the kennels.”

 

Photo credit Unsplash

 

 

I’d known a few Siamese and realized that many people valued them for their beauty and their general personality. But we said no to that situation. Inthe end, I told her that we wouldn’t be coming after all. She started to persuade, but I felt that she didn’t want to part with any of them. I understood. After the call, I prayed silently for the Lord to draw her and help her know how to live a more peaceful life. Of course, I didn’t have any answers, I just knew I couldn’t live under that kind of stress.

Despite praying for a black and white, or tuxedo cat; I’m dropping my initial requirement. I’m sure Abba will give us the exact one He wants us to have, and if it is none, we will intuitively know and let go of the whole scheme. We thank him for His ever-present grace whether our problems are large or small.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author, Poet and Artist

DiVoran has been writing for most of her life. Her first attempt at a story was when she was seven years old and her mother got a new typewriter. DiVoran got to use it and when her dad saw her writing he asked what she was writing about. DiVoran answered that she was writing the story of her life. Her dad’s only comment was, “Well, it’s going to be a very short story.” After most of a lifetime of writing and helping other writers, DiVoran finally launched her own dream which was to write a novel of her own. She now has her Florida Springs trilogy and her novel, a Christian Western Romance, Go West available on Amazon. When speaking about her road to publication, she gives thanks to the Lord for all the people who helped her grow and learn.  She says, “I could never have done it by myself, but when I got going everything fell beautifully into place, and I was glad I had started on my dream.”

I Love Church

19 Aug

SUNDAY MEMORIES

Judy Wills

 

 

I have been going to church all my life – literally!  My father was in a church-related vocation, and my mother worked in a church office – that’s how they met.  And so, I began attending church when I was just a few weeks old.

I have some vague memory-flashes of that first church in Dallas.  I remember the smell of Pinesol;

 

Credit Google search and Pine-Sol website

 

I remember a floor that was black-and-white squares, checker boarded;

 

Credit Google Search and BlogBeen

 

 

I remember sitting on Miss Bertha’s lap as she read Bible stories to the children.

 

 

 

But that’s about all I remember.  Of course, I wasn’t quite four years old when we moved to Albuquerque, New Mexico.  We remained in the Albuquerque church all the rest of my life, until Fred and I married and moved away.  So that’s where most of my memories lie.

 


First Baptist Church, Albuquerque
credit Google Search

 

Fred (my husband of 57+ years) tells of also attending church from a very early age.  I believe he says he received a “perfect attendance” pin for Sunday School when he was 13 months old.  His father, at that time, was pastor of a church.

 

 

So it comes as no surprise that Fred and I met in church.  Well, more or less met in church.   (Please see my posts of October 5, 2014 – How We Met – Part 1; October 12, 2014 – How We Met – Part 2; October 19, 2014 – How We Met – part 3)  It was all church-related, in any case.

I remember the Sunday School teachers I had – some good, some not-so-good – but all gave it their best.  I only remember one pastor while there.  He and his family lived not too far from our house, and his youngest daughter and I became fast friends.  We spent a lot of time together.

After Fred and I married, wherever we moved to (either through work or the Air Force), the second thing we did was look for a church home.  The first thing was to find a place to live.  When we lived in California one year, we joined a church because they “needed” us.  We quickly discovered that God had not intended us to be members there.  But we stuck out the year, knowing it was only going to be one year before we headed to Germany.  After that, when we looked for a church home, we would tell those who visited us that, “it’s not that we didn’t feel God’s presence there – we just don’t feel that church is where God wants us to serve.”  And we wouldn’t stop until we found the church where we DID feel that God wanted us to serve.  It’s so much easier to do when you know you are in God’s will!

I must tell you about one experience we had in our present church.  I was church secretary and Fred was the administrator.  We really loved our pastor – he was a wonderful man to work with, and was a great preacher.

 

 

One Sunday morning, during the sermon, I remember him making the statement he had just turned 50.  He then said, “I guess that makes Laura [his wife] 50 as well.” Then, from the back of the sanctuary, came a VERY LOUD… “NOOOOOOO!!!” from Laura.  John ducked his head, and with a grin said, “I guess not.”  Brought the house down!  Laughter all around.

I’m so glad God gave us laughter!  I believe Jesus Himself laughed at times.  Can you imagine a small child on His knee, and Jesus laughing at something the child said or did?  I can.  And all the while, that laughter can bring us closer to His word.

 

 

Rejoice in the Lord always. I will say it again: Rejoice!

Philippians 4:4

Then my soul will rejoice in the Lord and delight in his salvation.

Psalm 35:9

JUDYJudy is living in Central Florida with her retired U.S. Air Force husband of 50+ years.
Born in Dallas, Texas, she grew up in the Southwestern United States.
She met her husband at their church, where he was attending the university in her town. After college and seminary, he entered the Air Force, and their adventures began.
They lived in eight of our United States, and spent six years in Europe, where their oldest daughter was born.
Judy has always been involved with music, both playing the piano and singing.
She was a stay-at-home mom for many years.
Always interested in exercise, she was an aerobic dancing instructor, as well as a piano teacher for many years, and continues to faithfully exercise at home.
After moving to Central Florida, she served as a church secretary for nearly nine years.
Her main hobby at this point in time is scanning pictures and 35mm slides into the computer.
She also enjoys scrapbooking.
She and her husband have two married daughters and four grandchildren, including grandtwins.
She and her husband enjoy the Disney parks as often as possible.

Twelve things God says you must never do

18 Aug

Walking by Faith, Not by Sight
Janet Perez Eckles

 

Twelve things God says you must never do.

 

Reblogged August 18, 2018

 

“Ready for a game?” I called out to my ten- and eight-year old grand-kiddoes.

They dashed to the couch and snuggled beside me. “What are we playing?”

Each game I invent has strange rules and quirky turns.

As I give the instructions, I emphasize what they cannot do or what they cannot say.

Once they learn the do’s and don’ts, the game begins. We laugh, learn and pass the time with delight.

God does the same thing. When He gave directions to many of His people, He used the same approach.

There was no game involved, but rather, with each instruction, a profound and life-changing impact to our destiny took place. And all because He gave instructions of what to do and what not to do.

Here are some paraphrased examples of what God said not to do:

  • To Eve, He said don’t eat.
  • To Cain, He said don’t lie.
  • To Moses, He said don’t worry about your stuttering.
  • To Joseph, He said don’t lose faith.
  • To Abraham, He said don’t doubt.
  • To Noah, He said don’t stop.
  • To Sarah, He said don’t laugh.
  • To Hannah, He said don’t stop praying.
  • To David, he said don’t fail to repent.
  • To Elijah, He said don’t run.
  • To Jonah, He said don’t say
  • To Joshua, He said don’t be discouraged.
  • To Jeremiah, He said don’t think about your age.
  • To Martha, He said don’t whine.
  • To Paul, He said don’t give up.
  • To Ruth, He said don’t look back.

If He was clear with all these powerfully influential people, why wouldn’t He say the same to you and me today? His voice hasn’t lost its timbre. His desire to be close to us hasn’t faded, and His instructions haven’t become lame.

With His love-overflowing authority, He speaks as we face the deepest pain and hardest times.

Here are 12 examples for us of what not to do:

  1. Don’t worry, I have each moment planned. Each day orchestrated. (Matthew 6:19-34)
  2. Don’t fear. Consider what I gave you—not a spirit of fear, but one of love, power and of sound mind. (2 Timothy 1:7)
  3. Don’t try to figure it out. Trust in me with all your heart, think of me in every situation and I will show you the way. (Proverbs 3:5-6)
  4. Don’t look back. Forget what happened yesterday. Focus on today. Hope for tomorrow. (Isaiah 43:18)
  5. Don’t follow your wisdom. Seek mine instead. My thoughts and ways are higher than yours. (Isaiah 55:8-9)
  6. Don’t let guilt in. If you repent, the slate is clean. The stains are removed. (Psalm 103:11-12)
  7. Don’t despair. I’m near you, I will save you from all the gloom and sadness. (Psalm 34:18)
  8. Don’t seek the things of this world. Seek instead a closer and more intimate relationship with me. (Matthew 6:33)
  9. Don’t feel lonely. I’ll be with you when you get up. When you move and when you take off on your journey. (Joshua 1:9)
  10. Don’t envy what others have. I gave you what you need for today. I’ll fill your desires with good things. (Psalm 103:1)
  11. Don’t listen to bad news. Fill your heart with my promises instead. (Psalm 102: 3-8)
  12. Don’t lament your weaknesses. I will strengthen you and I will help you. (Isaiah 41:10)

God does say to “Look to me for answers. Do love me with all your heart. Do expect a life filled with blessings.”

Let’s Pray

Father, I understand the restrictions you placed for my protection. Thank you for your guidance that leads me to the place that is best for me. In Jesus name.

As you face today’s problems, what is God telling you not to do?

Janet

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Janet Perez Eckles’ story of triumph is marked by her work as an international speaker, #1 best-selling author, radio host, personal success coach and master interpreter. Although blind since 31, her passion is to help you see the best of life.

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Memory Lane Trip~Part 7 (Continued)

15 Aug

A Slice of Life

Bill Lites

 

 

Day 7 – Monday 4/23/2018

 

As you might have guessed by now, this was turning out to be a really busy day.  Next on my list, there in Dallas, was a visit to the Frontier of Flight Museum a few miles north of downtown Dallas, located at the Dallas Love Field Airport.  This is the best aviation museum I have visited on this trip so far.  This is a large museum with two large display areas and 30+ beautifully restored airplanes.

 

 

One of the museum’s most unique displays is their complete Boeing 737 airliner. The nose section of the airplane is inside the building and the passenger section is outside the building.  Visitors can access the airplane from inside the building and examine the entire complete interior at their leisure.

 

 

One of my favorite TV series of late, is “Fast N’ Loud” which follows the exploits of hot rod hunter, Richard Rawlings, and his Gas Monkey Garage crew, located there in northwest Dallas.  I’m constantly amazed by the crew’s talents, as they transform “barn finds” or a “basket case” car into some of the most beautiful and unusual road machines ever. Since I was in Dallas, I decided to stop in at the Gas Monkey Garage and see what was happening.

 

 

Surprise!!  The episodes of the TV series I have seen are mostly confined to the garage area, as seen in the photo above, with Richard’s office cubical in the back of the garage.  So imagine my surprise to find that Richard has expanded his Gas Monkey complex to include Corporate Offices, and the “Merch” store, which is an apparel store feathering “Trending Threads” and Gas Monkey souvenirs.

 

 

As luck would have it, the Discovery film crew was working on another episode, and access to the garage area was restricted.  I was disappointed not to be able to meet any of the “Monkeys” to tell them how much I enjoy the series and the wonderful work they do.

 

 

One of Richard’s ventures, since the series started, was the opening of the Gas Monkey Bar & Grill, located just a few miles north of the Garage, on I-35E.  I stopped by to check out this beautiful restaurant, but things were very quiet, as the dinner crowd had not started showing up, so I headed west on I-30 to meet my cousins in Arlington, TX.

 

 

I had made arrangements to meet three of my first cousins in Arlington for dinner and some reminiscing. These cousins were from my father’s side of the family, and I hadn’t seen any of them in almost 20 years.  Our family had made several visits to see them, in central Louisiana, when I was 6 or 8 years old.  Milton is my age, so we ran around with each other during those visits.  Gerry and Delois were Milton’s older sisters, and as you can imagine, we had lots to talk about.  Well, as luck would have it, we had a communications breakdown, and we missed each other at the restaurant.  After driving around a while trying to connect with them, I finally gave up and stopped to enjoy some really delicious St. Louis Ribs with baked beans and cold slaw at Jambo’s BBQ Shack there in Arlington.

 

 

With the help of my cousin, Gerry, I had made reservations, before I started this trip, for a room at the Texas Masonic Retirement Center, where Gerry and her husband George live. This was a great arrangement for the two nights I planned to stay in the Dallas/Fort Worth area, as it included three meals each day if I so elected.  And, I would be right there in the same building with two of my cousins.  Later, when we finally did find each other, there at the center, we had a wonderful time going over some of our family history. Gerry’s sister, Delois, also lives in the Masonic Retirement Center, and she joined us in Gerry’s apartment for the festivities.

—–To Be Continued—–

 

Bill is a retired Mechanical engineer living with his wonderful artist/writer wife, DiVoran, of 61 years in Titusville, Florida. He was born and raised in the Southwest, did a tour of duty with the U.S. Navy, attended Northrop University in Southern California and ended up working on America’s Manned Space Program for 35 years. He currently is retired and spends most of his time building and flying R/C model airplanes, traveling, writing blogs about his travels for Word Press and supporting his wife’s hobbies with framing, editing and marketing.  He also volunteers with a local church Car Care Ministry and as a tour guide at the Valiant Air Command Warbird Museum there in Titusville.  Bill has two wonderful children, two outstanding grandchildren, and a loving sister and her husband, all of whom also live in Central Florida, so he and DiVoran are rewarded by having family close to spend lots of quality time with.

 

Bill

When Your Modem Has Issues

14 Aug

On the Porch

Onisha Ellis

 

“Computers are like Old Testament gods; lots of rules and no mercy.” Joseph Campbell (source Brainy Quotes)

 

Photo by Headway on Unsplash

 

We recently received a new modem from our internet provider. Unfortunately, it has control issues and wants to assign the IP address of its choosing, not what the Internet provider demands. Tech support said they will be happy to send out a technician IN A WEEK to replace  the new modem with another new modem.  I hope this one has a better attitude.

Here, Kitty, Kitty 1

13 Aug

My Take

DiVoran Lites

 

Photo credit Unsplash

 

A week ago last Monday, we had to take our 16-year-old, and much-beloved cat, Jasmine, to the vet for euthanasia. She had been terribly ill and although the vet told us she was terminal, we tried everything we could think of to pull her through. We prayed for her comfort and to receive wisdom for ourselves. The vet was right, however, Jasmine’s little body just couldn’t overcome the kidney disease that was ravaging her. We were so sad. She was a sweet and loving kitty and lots of fun to be with. Last fall, when I had a serious operation she spent most of her time sleeping on the bed with me. One of my friends said she guessed that Jasmine felt it was her life’s job to take care of us.

After our kitty was gone, the only thing that pulled us out of the doldrums was to begin planning for another cat. At the time the whole thing seemed complicated and scary, but the thought also gave me joy. Somehow I just knew it was something Jasmine would want for us.

On Tuesday we went to the SPCA Adoption Center so I could meet Catalina, one of the young cats I’d seen online. The kittens were playing in a room of their own, so we went in there first.

 

Photo credit Unsplash

 

Beautiful Catalina was sitting like a queen watching her subjects. She was four months old and much bigger than the rest. I picked her up, but she didn’t purr. Right away she wanted down. She was ready to get into the play-fray, and my stars and garters, she had so much energy I could hardly even think of trying to entertain her alone. I’m a snuggle/cuddle kind of pet mama and am not good at cat games.

At the shelter, I saw a kitten that looked so much like Jasmine I wanted to pick her up and hug her. Immediately I steeled myself to ignore her. Someone might say it was foolish to adopt a cat that only reminded me of different cat. Obviously, caring what other people think is a hard habit to break.

 

Photo credit Unsplash

We requested a guide and a lovely young woman showed us around and told us some of the newest research on kittens and cats. One thing she said was that their true personalities didn’t show until they were several months old. She said that studies have shown that kittens can’t always be counted on to stay as affectionate as they may seem when small. She also said that if you’re going to get kittens you’ll need two so they can play together. That certainly made sense! Two kittens focus on and entertain each other while one can be emotionally closer to a human.

“It will be twice as much trouble,” said Bill. But, I had the perfect comeback (from online)…

“Twice the fun,” I shot back at him. Bill folded like a Japanese fan, but we decided to wait awhile to decide and left the facility.

On Saturday, we had a conversation with a dear relative who is connected with the Sheriff’s Animal Shelter. He says they have plenty of kittens down there and it’s only about a 45-minutedrive. Over the week as I thought about getting two kittens my anxiety grew, but I thought it was only excitement. As we went along I began to wonderif I wanted to commit to taking care of two tiny, fragile kittens and training them for the rest of our lives.

We’ve decided to keep praying and keep looking. I gave the idea of a new companion to the Lord. For me, relinquishment is a necessary step when I want something. Then if it doesn’t come I know it’s not in God’s plan for me and if it does come I know I’m not on my own with it.

Stay Tuned

 

 

 

Author, Poet and Artist

DiVoran has been writing for most of her life. Her first attempt at a story was when she was seven years old and her mother got a new typewriter. DiVoran got to use it and when her dad saw her writing he asked what she was writing about. DiVoran answered that she was writing the story of her life. Her dad’s only comment was, “Well, it’s going to be a very short story.” After most of a lifetime of writing and helping other writers, DiVoran finally launched her own dream which was to write a novel of her own. She now has her Florida Springs trilogy and her novel, a Christian Western Romance, Go West available on Amazon. When speaking about her road to publication, she gives thanks to the Lord for all the people who helped her grow and learn.  She says, “I could never have done it by myself, but when I got going everything fell beautifully into place, and I was glad I had started on my dream.”

The Dandelion

12 Aug

SUNDAY MEMORIES

Judy Wills

 

 

In a previous post, I wrote about my best friend, and the things we’ve given to each other (please see my post of April 6, 2014 – My Best Friend) .  We have similar tastes in jewelry and collectibles, so it has been fun to find just the right gift to give each other.

One thing that I found and gave to her – and then, of course, had to have one for myself – was this dandelion, encased in plastic.  It sits on a shelf where, of course, I have to dust it, but also where I can see it all the time.  It’s one of those “how did they DO that” kind of things.

 

 

Fred and I have seen another kind of dandelion recently.  Well, at least, I call it a dandelion.  The brand name Tupperware is probably familiar throughout the world by this time. I began my Tupperware collection back in the 1970’s.  If my readers have any Tupperware containers, just look at the embossed inscription on the bottom of the item, and you will see the words “Orlando, Florida” on it. The Tupperware corporate headquarters is located in Orlando, Florida.  Actually it’s just over the Osceola County line, making it in Kissimmee (that’s pronounced (Kuh-SIMM-ee), but I’m sure no one had heard of Kissimmee when Tupperware began their business.  So it’s known as being in Orlando.

All that to say that, Fred and I drive by the Tupperware buildings on our way to one of our favorite eateries, Culver’s. The main entrance to the Tupperware building has a rather large open area, perhaps even called a courtyard, and in the center of that is the dandelion.  It is a metal structure with “spokes.”  During the day, when Tupperware is open for business, the structure is turned on and water shoots out of the spokes, making it look like a dandelion, and so I named it that.  It’s quite pretty.

 

 

I’m told that there was something else there, but now there is the dandelion.  I like the dandelion.  What do you think?

 

 

 

JUDYJudy is living in Central Florida with her retired U.S. Air Force husband of 50+ years.
Born in Dallas, Texas, she grew up in the Southwestern United States.
She met her husband at their church, where he was attending the university in her town. After college and seminary, he entered the Air Force, and their adventures began.
They lived in eight of our United States, and spent six years in Europe, where their oldest daughter was born.
Judy has always been involved with music, both playing the piano and singing.
She was a stay-at-home mom for many years.
Always interested in exercise, she was an aerobic dancing instructor, as well as a piano teacher for many years, and continues to faithfully exercise at home.
After moving to Central Florida, she served as a church secretary for nearly nine years.
Her main hobby at this point in time is scanning pictures and 35mm slides into the computer.
She also enjoys scrapbooking.
She and her husband have two married daughters and four grandchildren, including grandtwins.
She and her husband enjoy the Disney parks as often as possible.
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