Antler Toothpicks

            How many of you are thinking, “I thought toothpicks were made of wood?”  Or how about, “Are they sold at Bass Pro?  I want some.”  I did have a pair of antler toothpicks courtesy of my husband Tim and he didn’t get them at Bass Pro.

            Tim does taxidermy and one day he was mounting a buck.  He asked me to come out to his shop and hold the deer down while he bolted it on to the plaque.  Being the sweet and wonderful wife that I am (LOL) I be-bopped out to help him.  Before we go any further, I have to let it be known that Tim was used to working by himself.  Anyway, I was holding the deer steady at the top of the head.  Apparently the deer wasn’t lying on the plaque the way Tim wanted it to and he gave the deer a big shove.

“The Lord will keep you from all harm— he will watch over your life;” Psalm 121:7 (NIV)

            The buck’s antlers went in my mouth-under my top lip and above my teeth!  And I didn’t get a scratch.  I got to thinking about all the possible injuries I could have sustained from that.  Some of them could have been severe.  God so had his hand on me.  How else could I have walked away from that completely uninjured?  Needless to say, Tim has never asked me to help again.

Happy birthday Sara

Today is my daughter's 22 birthday!  Seems like she should still be a little girl.  This is a big year for her.  She graduated from the University of the Cumberlands and she is getting married and moving out.  Tim and I are very proud the young woman she has become.  What a blessing she is!

 

 

 

 

Fingers in Ears

            Yes I still stick my fingers in my ears during fireworks.  Always have and I always will. Why?  I hate sudden loud noises.  If I see somebody getting ready to pop a balloon, I put my fingers in my ears and run the other direction.  I don’t know why I’m like that.  Guess I’m just a little too high strung.  Ironically, I play my car radio so loud my husband can hear it in the house when I pull in the driveway.

“Where can I go from your Spirit?   

Where can I flee from your presence?

If I go up to the heavens, you are there;

    if I make my bed in the depths, you are there.

If I rise on the wings of the dawn,

    if I settle on the far side of the sea,

 even there your hand will guide me,

    your right hand will hold me fast.”

Psalm 139:7-10 (NIV)

            You may be like me and try to avoid the sounds of exploding fireworks, but you can never avoid God.  There is no escaping Him.  He is everywhere.  For those who don’t know Him, that can be a frightening thing, but if you are His, then it is a comfort beyond understanding.    Why would you not want that?

            Oh and by the way, on the 4^th, I’ll be watching fireworks with my fingers in my ears.  So if you see me and wave, don’t expect me to wave back until the fireworks are over.