not so good week July 12, 2008

so this week sucked pretty much at work.  home is great but work is ……………………..really ………..um………can’t really say at this point without using words that def is no good. i had my eyes really opened this week about how underhanded the company i work for is.  i of course cannot say details because that would be slander but i can say that they do not value their employees i would have rather been fired than treated the way i was.  on the bright side of this-yes there is one- that i have the next 10 days off- to hang at the beach go camping and i am looking forward to regrouping.

through this all though i have seen my true friends.  new friends and old friends.  they came to my side and had my back in ways that i can’t explain.  i love them all of them and they know who they are.  the sad thing is that one “friend”  i thought was trying to help me acually set me up and sent me into a firing range without preparation………not something someone does that has any concious at all.  i hope she takes some time to take a good look in the mirror.

now before i point fingers…..i myself have looked in the mirror and i know that i have not been perfect.  that’s ok though  i am learning from my mistakes.  the following is a psalm that i came across and just really explained how i felt ………god really used this to help me

Psalm 3

1-2 God! Look! Enemies past counting! Enemies sprouting like mushrooms,
Mobs of them all around me, roaring their mockery:
“Hah! No help for him from God!”

3-4 But you, God, shield me on all sides;
You ground my feet, you lift my head high;
With all my might I shout up to God,
His answers thunder from the holy mountain.

5-6 I stretch myself out. I sleep.
Then I’m up again—rested, tall and steady,
Fearless before the enemy mobs
Coming at me from all sides.

7 Up, God! My God, help me!
Slap their faces,
First this cheek, then the other,
Your fist hard in their teeth!

8 Real help comes from God.
Your blessing clothes your people!

i acually came across this before i found out the things going on………..was god trying to prepare me?  i think so………please pray for me because my flesh wants to take over and “pay them back”  but i know that it seems like these kinds of people gain but the real gain is in what god does and he’s says to pray for my enemies h ah aha ha ha  easier said than done dad!  but please give me the paitence to do so……….cuz i really just want to slap the sh-t out of them.   see told you i need prayer!

something funny i heard July 8, 2008

ok….so god’s been working on me about my criticle nature.  I heard this from someone today and it was very funny so instead of referring to someone else…..i am referring to myself.  it’s ok to laugh at yourself sometimes you know!  because honest to God i really feel the following about myself at time………….

If i had half a brain i would get caught for smugglin crap

ha ha ha

the missing pieces June 24, 2008

so my girls left last wed to go visit their dad.  i miss them. alot.  Jase is still home and that’s good of course but we are not whole when the girls are gone.  there is missing pieces.  the thing that saddens me the most is that this is the first time that they have gone to their dads that they don’t call me alot.  when i do talk to them i still get some attitude.  (especially when i didn’t sent the contact lenses for sierra that she forgot) stuff happens  I got the ok fine mom-  good bye then the silence-end of the phone call ………….no i love you mom no i miss you mom …………just silence.  am i that easily replaceble? don’t they still need me?   or is it just a “teen” thing.   cuz i am sick of hearing that.  just cuz they are teenagers doesn’t make it ok to hurt your parents-disobey thier parents-disrespect their parents………………….what do you think?  I just want my missing pieces back home.

My daughter is growing up June 17, 2008

cheyenne went to her first semi-formal last night.  here she is!  i don’t think i’m ready for this!

something to remember! June 13, 2008

Heavenly Father, Help us remember that the jerk who cut us off in traffic last night is a single mother who worked nine hours that day and is rushing home to cook dinner, help with homework, do the laundry and spend a few precious moments with her children. Help us to remember that the pierced, tattooed, disinterested young man who can’t make change correctly is a worried 19-year-old college student, balancing his apprehension over final exams with his fear of not getting his student loans for next semester.  Remind us, Lord, that the scary looking bum, begging for money in the same spot every day (who really ought to get a job!) is a slave to addictions that we can only imagine in our worst nightmare.  Help us to remember that the old couple walking annoyingly slow through the store aisles and blocking our shopping progress are savoring this moment, knowing that, based on the biopsy report she got back last week, this will be the last year that they go shopping together.

just checkin June 6, 2008

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

JUST CHECKIN TO SEE IF JOEL REALLY READS THE BLOG…………….

the past June 6, 2008

“Safety is not the absence of danger, but is in the presence of God”

 

This was on an e-mail that was sent to me today and it really hit me in a good way.  I have fear issues in my life that i am slowly but surely overcoming.  of course not on my own but with God.  I have spent a good portion of my life just trying to feel safe.  i don’t remember ever really feeling that real SAFETY  that your suppose to have when you are a child.  then as i grew up i tried all ways to somehow feel safe. always thinking that the next guy would be able to keep me safe and i was willing to give up things in seeking this like my moral thinking.  I always knew in my heart the things i use to do a long time ago weren’t right but i didn’t know how else to do it.   this statement was like a light bulb that just went off in my head.  I do feel safe now.  and it’s because of him.  even though the world that i live in is full of danger there in no fear because i am in the presence of him.  wow that’s pretty cool! 

KIDS AND LYING May 30, 2008

so we’ve been struggling some with one of our children and lying.  i swear it’s become a habit.  i frequently think in my mind this kid has been lying so much that they must believe in their own lies.  uHHHHHHHHHHHH!  so i brought my church family into it and asked them to pray for it.  i also started praying.  it goes something like this:

“IN THE NAME OF JESUS STOP THIS  KID FROM LYING OR THEY WILL NOT MAKE IT THROUGH THE WEEK!”

ok so not exact words but that’s the real feeling. ha ha  so deacon mike calls me the next day after asking for prayer and tell me that God gave him a scripture PSALM 120

when i read it i almost hurt myself laughing.  first two verses:  1″ I call on the LORD in my distress,
       and he answers me.  2Save me, O LORD, from lying lips and from deceitful tongues. “

i acually shared this with the kid and they laughed too.  they did admit that it was def for them.  they have been grounded for a few days now and last night they admitted to some stuff (not all yet)  so it’s getting better ——keep praying.  as i was reading my daily readings i came across this:

Proverbs 22:6  “Train a child in the way he should go, and when he is old he will not turn from it.”

what the heck?? do i have to wait until they are old to get it??? ha ha  alright God i love you but enough is enough

our loss May 15, 2008

just wanted to update those who read this.  my grandma went home to be with the lord on tuesday.  she will be missed.  i know she is in a wonderful place and it no longer in pain!!  i was there when she took her last breath and it was beautiful.  i could see the light of jesus come and get her and all the wrinkles came out of her face.  i will prob be absent from the blog for a few days.  thank you to all who have been keeping my family in your prayers.

Amy E. Perry

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NEWPORT - Amy Elizabeth Perry,

83, of Lucas Avenue, Newport, RI, died Tuesday, May 13, 2008 at Heatherwood Nursing and Subacute Center, Newport, RI.

She was the wife of the late Frank S. Perry.

Born in Newport, RI on May 31, 1924, she was the daughter of the late Alphonso and Carrie (Meleleu) Perry.

Mrs. Perry was a life long resident of Newport. Besides raising her family, she enjoyed playing cards with her friends and bowling in a league. She especially loved summers at King’s Park where she dedicated over thirty years being a park attendant for the city.

Her son Frank S. Perry Jr. of Portsmouth, RI survives her, six daughters Amy E. Vars of Jensen Beach, FL, Frances S. Manville-Escobar of Portsmouth, RI, Caroline M. Gadrow of South Kingstown, RI, Debra Gibbs of Newport, RI, Carmen Scott of Middletown, RI and Susie Samuels, of Newport, RI, five brothers William Perry of Norfolk, VA, Edward Perry, Moreno Valley, CA, Donald B. Perry of Portsmouth, RI, Everett Perry of Evans, GA and Allyn Perry of Melbourne, FL, her sister Ellen Ford of Newport, RI, thirty two grandchildren and 43 great-grandchildren.

She was the mother of the late Joseph R. Manville and sister of the late Robert Perry, Norman Perry, Edith C. Parks and Florence Richardson.

Her funeral will be held on Friday, May 16, 2008, at 11 a.m. in Memorial Funeral Home, 375 Broadway, Newport.

Burial will be in Newport Memorial Park in Middletown.

Calling hours will be held on Thursday, May 15, 2008, from 5-8 p.m. in the funeral home.

In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to the Big Sisters of Rhode Island, 50 Washington Square, Newport, RI 02840.

Condolences, information and directions are available at www.memorialfuneralhome.com

MY NEW PHONE! May 10, 2008

MENTAL HOSPITAL PHONE MENU

Hello and thank you for calling The State Mental Hospital

Please select from the following options menu:

If you are obsessive-compulsive, press 1 repeatedly.

If you are co-dependent, please ask someone to press 2 for you.

If you have multiple personalities, press 3, 4, 5 and 6.

If you are paranoid, we know who you are and what you want, stay on the line so we can trace your call.

If you are delusional, press 7 and your call will be forwarded to the Mother Ship.

If you are schizophrenic, listen carefully and a little voice will tell you which number to press.

If you are manic-depressive, it doesn’t matter which number you press, nothing will make you happy anyway.

If you are dyslexic, press 9696969696969696.

If you are bipolar, please leave a message after the beep or before the beep or after the beep. Please wait for the beep.

If you have short-term memory loss, press 9. If you have short-term memory loss, press 9. If you have short-term memory loss, press 9.

If you have low self-esteem, please hang up our operators are too busy to talk with you.

If you are menopausal, put the gun down, hang up, turn on the fan, lie down and cry. You won’t be crazy forever.

If you are blonde, don’t press any buttons, you’ll just mess it up.