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Greetings, Billie. It looks like today's thread may be one of the funnest.
Potluck Tuesday! I wonder what and who will show up to help stir the pot today.
Wow! I don't know what the record is, but you've got to be close. Way to go, girl!
| September 20, 2005
Why Me?
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A few years ago, an unkempt, poorly adjusted youth named Tim (not his real name) was converted to Christ in an evangelistic crusade. Several days later, still unkempt but bathed in the love of Christ, he was sent to my home so that I could help him find a good church. And so it was that he began attending with me.
Though Tim needed and received much loving help in personal grooming and basic social graces, one characteristic has remained unchanged—his untamed love for his Savior.
One Sunday after church Tim rushed to my side, looking somewhat perplexed. He exclaimed, "Why me? I keep asking myself, why me?" Oh, no, I thought, he's become another complaining Christian. Then with arms outstretched, he went on to say, "Out of all the people in the world who are greater and smarter than I am, why did God choose me?" With that he joyfully clapped his hands.
Over the years I've heard many Christians, including myself, ask "Why me?" during tough times. But Tim is the first one I've heard ask that question when talking about God's blessings. Many were converted the same night as Tim, but I wonder how many among them have humbly asked, "Why me?" May we ask it often. —Joanie Yoder
Gratitude should be a continuous attitude.
You have me beat.. You've posted a total of 128 threads and 16,831 replies
Well, you deserve a break today. Have a good one.
Ain't Got No Theme but I do have another photo of the homecoming we witnessed at the airport last week.
BTW, Ain't ain't a word. Perhaps Aresn't would be a better choice. :)
That animated cowgirl computer graphic is so YOU. Wolfie comes up with the best graphics for us. :-)
First, though, is this hark back to Once UponA Time:
Embarrassing Moments
First Child
Background:
Consider that the LadyX, entering her teenage years, had two much older sisters.
Anne was married and living in Miami; Carolyn off to college, and then married, and lived in South Carolina.
My parents and I lived 12 miles from Melbourne with the closest neighbors a mile away in either direction, and there happened to be no opportunities to babysit children. A few times staying over weekends with girlfriends, I'd do so with them - but none of those children were infants.
Worst of all, in 'Those Days of Yesteryear,' discussion of 'anatomy/things attendant thereunto' with others was not considered polite conversation, and my "education" limited to the very first S_X (gasp!!) Ed Class at Melbourne High School - girls given only a very general overview of body parts, with few details imparted.
My Mother's Lecture to me about what was 'involved in marriage" was tersely couched in "It is 'Something Beautiful' between a husband and wife."[end of discussion!]
Pregnant women then still ventured away from home as little as possible,
so as not to disturb the sensibilities of the general public. (LOL today, eh?)
Going into the Marine Corps, I had been reared a respected and terribly sheltered version of a Southern lady;
was quite unknowledgeable and naive; and my worst expletive was "Good heavens!"
Going straight from Boot Camp to the podium, instructing recruits in platoons of from 60 to 120 women in each class, I rapidly adjusted to being responsible, in charge and capable....still naive, though.
Courted by a Navy hospital corpsman met while visiting some of my women recruits who were hospitalized during training and had no family near, we married, and lived in a "luxury apartment" - what used to be a 1930's motor court; 6 quite dilapidated units behind Spaghetti Joe's Restaurant right on Ribault Road.
A half mile from the U.S. Naval Hospital at Port Royal, each unit had a small combination dining room/kitchen (NO living room area!) - and bedroom, where my very first TV was, with postage stamp bathroom with shower off the back of it.
But hey! It was only $50 a month and close for Ed to get to work!
Hardly planned, we were nonetheless ecstatic to soon learn I was carrying a child, due date 19 April 1954. At a checkup on Friday the 16th of April, the obstetrician said I would not deliver for at least another week. Somewhat dejected, I then went to lunch in the hospital with Ed and a corpsman friend, and declared to them emphatically,"I'M GOING TO HAVE THIS BABY TONIGHT!!"
That evening at home, I opted for Chef Boyardee spaghetti from a box kit, and dropping the pasta into the boiling water, looked at the clock so I could time its cooking. It was 6:30 p.m.
Hmmm....what was that odd 'twinge' in my back??
Five minutes later, more very gentle 'rolling!' Informed Ed, who was lying on the bed reading a book (no living room with big chair, remember?)
He thought I was joking, continuing along the lines of my statement at lunch; and was getting a little angry that I kept it up, so I kept quiet while a few more came and went.
Went into the bathroom - now 8:30 - and all of a sudden there was a very loud POP!!
Introduction to the Water Sac Bursting 101 - LOL
It of course got Ed's full attention in the next room then, and it was grab the suitcase and dash the half mile (thankfully) to the hospital.
Remember, I'd never been around ANY pregnant women nor really knew exactly what to expect. I therefore had nothing on hand to use to staunch the steady flow of fluid coursing down my legs.
"Okay - if you can handle a base with 35,000 Marines, most of them whistling and cheering as you go by, you can handle this indignity, Self."
Went into Academy Award Performance Mode, going into the lobby at 9:15 p.m. and across to the Admitting Desk with head held high and serene look on face, trailing a river behind me...knowing every one of the corpsmen/personnel there, as a staff wife!
More of same as I strolled casually around the desk, stream and all, over to the elevator and up to the 6th floor for Labor and Delivery..:))
[Note:
Although the initial exam and prep brought an "at least tomorrow afternoon" delivery time prediction, I of course immediately shifted into hard labor for just an hour and a half, barely able to be propelled to the Delivery Room from Labor Room in time.
Steve arrived at 0030 on 17 April - sandwiched between Good Friday and Easter Morning - exactly 6 hours from the drop-the-pasta-in-the-water time.
((Moral: Marines do everything precisely, with a minimum of fuss and bother..:))
Title Preview of Something Funny To Be Posted Later: While Waiting for Son # 2 to be born..:)) (much lighter note)
I've only posted a total of 117 threads and 14,473 replies.
Just can't keep from commenting.
Finally made it in. : )