The Model Museum

Uncle David and his family came down Monday, but I had't really gotten to enjoy their visit because of school. So yesterday since I didn't have classes, instead of the kids doing school school, we made it a 'fieldtrip day', and spent the day together! It was so much fun! A few months ago, Mom had read in our local power company paper about this man who was 90-something, and for most of his life had had this hobby of making models - airplanes, cars and trucks, ships, spaceships, tanks, trains... you name it! In the 50s, 60s, and 70s when the plastic model kits were really popular, he really had fun with it, and by the time of the article, had put together a total of almost 4,000 models!! For a long time, he had wanted a place to display all his projects, and so about a year ago as a surprise, his sons converted an office building one of them owned into a small museum - lining each wall from floor to ceiling with shelves, and having a separate room for each 'category' of model! It is open for public viewing in the afternoons, and for small groups in the mornings.
So yesterday we all (Mom's parents, Mom, Uncle David and Aunt Winny, Trissy, me, and the two cousins) piled into two cars for the drive down there to visit this little 'museum'.
It was amazing!! The place was floor to ceiling models! The son who had first had the idea for the museum was there to meet us, and kindly took quite a lot of time showing us around, telling stories about his father, the models, and interesting historical facts about the actual machines they were modeled from. We spent only a couple of hours in there, but you could literally spend days looking at everything, asking questions, and it was a 'collector' photographer's dream!
As most of you know, my camera is dying :""( but I was able to get a few picture, poor quality though they be. Hopefully I will be able to post some of them soon, just so you can get an idea of what it was like. We hope to go back soon when Dad isn't working, and can be with us!
When we left the museum, we went and ate out ( ! ) (we hardly ever eat at a restaurant!) at the Golden Corral (any of you ever been there? It was our first time) and had a delicious and leisurely lunch, enjoying being together and just breathing freely for a time - away from our individual and hectic schedules. It was so nice!
After that we came back and spent the afternoon at "the grandparents' house" until time to leave for church. It was such a relaxing, fun, refreshing day! Isn't it great how the Lord knows just how much to let you go through, and then He will send you a little 'lift' just to help you keep going? He is good!

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Feb. 3, 2010

"It's a... Classic Car Convention?"

Here are some of the car pictures from the Model Museum. There are other models I'll try to post later.

Sorry about the poor quality, but... *rolls eyes* my camera...

At least I got some! ;)

Isaiah 55:9

Good morning one and all! I would like to share a verse with you this morning that I read last night before I went to bed. I have read it many times before, but last night the immense magnitude of what it could mean just "floored" me - almost literally. I had to get down on my knees before our truly Awesome Lord, and ask again, ' How could you even look on us?! much less be our Friend?'

Here is the verse. I have left it in a sort of 'poem form' to help accentuate the huge meaning...

"For as the heavens

are higher

than the earth,

so are my ways

higher

than your ways,

and my thoughts

than your thoughts."



Isaiah 55:9



I hope you all have a blessed day, and that it will be a valuable one in which the Lord will teach you many things about Himself!



SOLI DEO GLORIA!



-K<><

"I WILL Still Love You, Lord!"

"I was sure by now, God you would have reached down and wiped our tears away - stepped in and saved the day. But once again, I say “Amen”, and it’s still raining...
And as the thunder rolls, I barely hear Your whisper through the rain, “I’m with you”
And as Your mercy falls, I raise my hands and praise the God who gives - and takes away... And I’ll praise You in this storm! And I will lift my hands. For You are who You are, no matter where I am. And every tear I’ve cried, You hold in Your hands. You've never left my side, and though my heart is torn... I will praise You in this storm
I remember when I stumbled in the wind - You heard my crying, and raised me up again. My strength is almost gone! How can I carry on, if I can’t find You?
As the thunder rolls, I barely hear You whisper through the rain, “I’m with you” And as Your mercy falls, I raise my hands and praise the God who gives - and takes away.
And I'll praise You in this storm! And I will lift my hands, for You are Who You are - no matter where I am! And every tear I cry, You hold in Your hands. You've never left my side, and though my heart is torn, I'll praise You in this storm.
I lift my eyes unto the hills. Where does my help come from? My help comes from the Lord - The Maker of Heaven and Earth!
I'll praise You in the storm! And I will lift my hands. For You are Who You are - no matter where I am! And every tear I cry, You hold in Your hand - You've never left my side,

and though my heart is torn,

I will praise You in the storm!"

Pecan Pie And College Challenges

Yesterday evening after a relaxing day working around the house and catching up on some things, Trissy and I made some pecan pies! Ours didn't turn out this pretty (!) but they did taste good ;) ! We just need a little whipped cream and we'll be all set!

Please pray for me as I try to live for the Lord at college. I know I've talked about this already, but it is so hard sometimes to know what to do when there's trash all around you (both hearing and seeing), and you're only one person trying to be an example for Christ. Even worse is when there are people in your class who laugh at the nasty jokes, wear the revealing clothing, and then claim to be Christians!!! Those are the kind of people who are REALLY hard to keep a good attitude towards! If they really are saved, they should either straighten up and live like it, or just keep their mouth shut about being saved at all!!!!! Because they're just giving unbeliever's "a bad taste in their mouths" for everyone else that IS sincere and trying to live by the Bible!!! There are some people like that in my classes, and HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO COMPETE WITH THAT!?!?

*Sigh* I'm sorry for all the ranting and raving - I started off just going to ask you all to pray for me and my classmates, and then it turned into a tirade... it's been a kindof hard day...

"Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall tribulation, or distress, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or peril, or sword? Nay, in all theses things we are MORE THAN CONQUERORS THROUGH HIM THAT LOVED US" Rom. 8:35 & 37

Praise Him ~

"Call Unto Me, and I Will Answer Thee..."

I got a message from a church friend just a little bit ago, and Bro. Earl and all them are alright! Praise the Lord!
Austin's computer crashed, and that was their means of communication, so that's why they hadn't gotten in touch with anyone.
Thank you so much everyone who prayed!

The Voice Of Truth

Sunday Jan. 17 ~

Oh what I would do to have the kind of faith it takes to stand before a giant! With just a sling and a stone... Surrounded by the sounds of a thousand warriors, shaking in their armor - wishing they'd of had the strength to stand.
But the giant's calling out my name and he laughs at me! Reminding me of all the times I've tried before but failed. The giant keeps on telling me, time and time again, "Boy, you'll never win! You'll never win."

But the Voice of Truth tells me a different story! And the Voice of Truth says, "Do not be afraid."
And the Voice of Truth says, "This is for My Glory!" Out of all the voices calling out to me, I will choose to listen and believe the Voice of Truth.

But the stone was just the right size to put the giant on the ground; and the waves, they don't seem so high - when you're on top of them, looking down. I'll soar with the wings of eagles, when I stop and listen to the sound of Jesus, singing over me!

The Voice of Truth tells me a different story! And the Voice of Truth says, "Do not be afraid."
And the Voice of Truth says, "This is for My Glory!" Out of all the voices calling out to me, I will choose to listen and believe the Voice of Truth.

I will listen and believe because Jesus, YOU are the Voice of Truth!

Will I Still Love Him?

Sunday Jan. 17 ~

In the movie "Facing the Giants", Grant Taylor asks his childless wife, "If the Lord never gives us children, will you still love him?" At the time, she is unable to answer this question. But after numerous trips to the doctor in one year, all with negative results, she is forced to face the question, but this time is able to say, "I will still love You, Lord. I will still love You."

Those of you that followed my old blog may have read of my desire and prayer for children for my beloved Sunday School teacher and his dear wife. You may have read of the struggle I had, and how I thought I had finally 'let go' of that dream, trusting it to the Lord and His decision.

I hadn't.

In my last post, I told how we've been studying the topic of 'suffering' in Sunday School and Thursday night Bible study, and some of the points we've discussed. Well, there was another one on Thursday besides the ones I mentioned. It was that:

"God has the right, as our Creator, to put us through whatever 'trial' He chooses, and is in no way obligated to give us His reasons (though sometimes in His great kindness, He will)."

During the discussion of this point, Bro. Dennis told of when he and Mrs. Carrie lost their first child. How excited he had been, and then how hard it had been when they had to give it up. All the while he talked he used the same mannerisms and earnestness that he always has whenever he's illustrating some important point he wants us to 'get'. Yet as he looked at each one around the table, including us all in the conversation, there was pain in his eyes, and when they met mine as he went around the table, I could not keep my gaze steady - I could not face those eyes. And I hated myself for it, but I just couldn't; it seemed so... almost heartless to just stare back. He told how the Lord had used that though, and showed him that that baby was really His - He could take it back whenever He wanted; even before they got to see it.
And when they lost the second one, he realized that, though he and Mrs. Carrie suffered, really in a way it was a blessing - for the children. They would never have to suffer pain - they would never know the effects of sin!
Another person made a comment, and the discussion moved on. I glanced back at Bro. Dennis, and then - selfishly - almost wished I hadn't. He was looking down, studying something in his hand, and I'd never seen him look as tired as he did right then. He's become one of my 'Heroes of the Faith', and for a moment I shrank from my own pain of seeing him hurt. I closed my eyes and wished that I could just get up, go outside, and stand and cry with only the stars looking. But I couldn't, and the questions, answers, Bible verses, and discussion was of course still going on around me. I forced my brain back into it's flow, even as my mind rebuked me quietly: "What are all these lessons on suffering accomplishing if you're totally missing the point?! Here the Biblical answers are being presented all around you, and you're stuck back on the subject: suffering! Aren't you paying attention?"
So the Lord helped me to force the whole thought and it's pain aside for a while, and enjoy the rest of the evening.
But tonight I wondered if the subject was still on Bro. Dennis's mind, because in his sermon he brought in alot of the points we had discussed.

Trissy and I went a little early tonight (we hope to do a trio with Lindy, and needed to practice) so I had my car to drive back to our house in. And as I drove, I cried. Because I felt like the Lord had put that question in my mind. All along I'd thought it was just a matter of His timing - He would give them children, but when He got ready. So I was able to 'give it up'. And that was hard enough, but I could do it - after all, they were still coming right?
But what if they're not? What if they don't? Will I still love Him? And I cry because I can't answer that question.

If the Lord chooses to never give Bro. Dennis and Mrs. Carrie children; if He doesn't send Bro. Earl and Mrs. Shannen and Austin back to me, will I be able to stand the spiritual shock? Will I still love Him?

That's scary. Lord help me!