So at the beginning of this month, I was freaked out. Not because we weren't getting a paycheck, but I was freaked about how my husband would handle it. Would he stroke out or have a heart attack? Would he be a grumpy grinch? Well the answer to that is no. He has been praying, reading his Bible, and going to Bible Study faithfully.
How does one get through November and Thanksgiving without a paycheck? Well, first you pray and have faith. 2. You put your pride aside. 3. You have great friends and family that surprise you in so many ways that you can't help but feel loved and have faith!
We are now at the end of the month, and I have 200 dollars in my account. How does that happen? <3 Thanks you for the many people that anonymously gave to our family. What to do now? 1. Continue on that praying, reading, and going to Bible Study. 2. Leave the pride in the past. 3. Love the friends you have in many ways. 4. Pay it forward.
Us
me and my handsome feller!
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Thanksgiving
Three years ago made Thanksgiving one of my most memorable Thanksgivings. Kids had been gone to Dallas since July of that year, because I'd been in the hospital...read Butterfly days for explanation. We thought that it was going to be Christmas or January before they would be home. On November 14 of that year, we started to move from a hotel into our house. We had a few little things and a bed. That was it. We were in the process of finding toys and beds for the kids. The day before Thanksgiving my husband called me. I remember I was in the garage trying to get some things unloaded and organized. I answered the phone, and he said, "well, I just talked to your dad. We are going to Thanksgiving to see the kids, and we are bringing them home...tomorrow!" I was shocked, surprised, elated, crying, and so happy!
We left the next day to head to Dallas. The kids had no idea what was to await them. When we got there, we told them to start packing. They were so shocked. They didn't even want to wait for dinner, they were ready to GO! We could never really explain why our short weekend trips to Dallas why we couldn't take them home, and now they were actually coming home!
On our trip home, we smiled, cried, and held hands as we drove to our new home. A home that has held many precious memories for us. It's small, not in a very good neighborhood, and has mismatched furniture, but it is OUR home. A place of happiness and growth. I a place of healing and warmth.
3 years...it seems just like yesterday.
We left the next day to head to Dallas. The kids had no idea what was to await them. When we got there, we told them to start packing. They were so shocked. They didn't even want to wait for dinner, they were ready to GO! We could never really explain why our short weekend trips to Dallas why we couldn't take them home, and now they were actually coming home!
On our trip home, we smiled, cried, and held hands as we drove to our new home. A home that has held many precious memories for us. It's small, not in a very good neighborhood, and has mismatched furniture, but it is OUR home. A place of happiness and growth. I a place of healing and warmth.
3 years...it seems just like yesterday.
Thursday, November 4, 2010
Trusting in His promises
Well, we found out today that Terry's paycheck for the month is $400. LOL. Well...we are trusting in God's promises. Lord, please put food on our table, gas in our cars, and remind us that you are here. Please give Terry peace...ok I need it as well. When we are tempted to question, we will fall on you. I'm seeking you. I love you. I want to sit at your feet, drink from the cup in your hand, lay back against you and breathe, and hear your heartbeat. Let us have joy through all circumstances.
Kari Jobe:
The more i seek you,
the more i find you.
The more i find you,
the more I love you
I wanna sit at your feet
drink from the cup in your hand.
Lay back against you and breath,
hear your heart beat
This love is so deep,
it's more than I can stand.
I melt in your peace, it's overwhelming
The more i seek you,
the more i find you.
The more i find you,
the more I love you
I wanna sit at your feet
drink from the cup in your hand.
Lay back against you and breath,
hear your heart beat
This love is so deep,
it's more than I can stand.
I melt in your peace, it's overwhelming
I wanna sit at your feet
drink from the cup in your hand.
Lay back against you and breath,
hear your heart beat
This love is so deep,
it's more than I can stand.
I melt in your peace, it's overwhelming
I wanna sit at your feet
drink from the cup in your hand.
Lay back against you and breath,
hear your heart beat
This love is so deep,
it's more than I can stand.
I melt in your peace...
(Thanks to Myasia for these lyrics)
[ The More I Seek You Lyrics on http://www.lyricsmania.com/ ]
Kari Jobe:
The more i seek you,
the more i find you.
The more i find you,
the more I love you
I wanna sit at your feet
drink from the cup in your hand.
Lay back against you and breath,
hear your heart beat
This love is so deep,
it's more than I can stand.
I melt in your peace, it's overwhelming
The more i seek you,
the more i find you.
The more i find you,
the more I love you
I wanna sit at your feet
drink from the cup in your hand.
Lay back against you and breath,
hear your heart beat
This love is so deep,
it's more than I can stand.
I melt in your peace, it's overwhelming
I wanna sit at your feet
drink from the cup in your hand.
Lay back against you and breath,
hear your heart beat
This love is so deep,
it's more than I can stand.
I melt in your peace, it's overwhelming
I wanna sit at your feet
drink from the cup in your hand.
Lay back against you and breath,
hear your heart beat
This love is so deep,
it's more than I can stand.
I melt in your peace...
(Thanks to Myasia for these lyrics)
[ The More I Seek You Lyrics on http://www.lyricsmania.com/ ]
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
I miss you
There are some days that I miss you so much. Not the days that you didn't remember me, but the days that you did. The days that your smile would just light up a room. Your giggle...oh I loved it. I miss your house and the way it smelled. I miss sitting at your kitchen table and talking. I miss making things with you and cooking things with you. I miss the way you smelled. I miss your hands...i always loved playing with them. I miss your white hair.
I look forward to the day that I get to be in Heaven with you. No, I'm not going to try to break my way in before God wants me to be there, but I can't wait to leave this earth and be with you in Heaven. I wonder what it's going to be like. I imagine, but I know that even the greatest thing I can imagine is no match for what it will be like.
I look at the roses that were on your bed as you were lifted down into this earth, and I think of you. I hear Maggie tell me about how you are with Jesus and she misses you. It makes me miss you more. Maggie talks about you all the time. Wonder how a 5 year old can remember memories and not forget one of the greatest women to walk this earth? The most beautiful woman I've ever known. The kindest heart and sweetest spirit.
I remember sitting at your table so scared to tell you that I was pregnant and getting married. "well, things happen!" You didn't judge. You made me feel better. I remember when I was having a hard time in school, and mom and dad were going to ground me for the summer, and you told them NO! I remember walking to your house after school just because i could. I remember decorating your house for Christmas. I have that little village, and I put it up every year now. I walk into my kitchen every morning, and remember sitting at the "special table"...now that special table is where my children eat dinner every night.
I'm so glad that you were able to share so much of my life with me. I"m so glad that each of my children were able to sit on your lap and share those memories with you. I'm so glad that I had a grandmother that everyone wishes they had. You are my hero...my inspiration. I loved you so much, and I still have times when I just cry like a little girl. I'm so glad that you aren't hurting anymore, and I know I will see you again some day. Some days are hard, because i don't feel like I was there enough for you. I didn't come to see you every time I was in town. I didn't want to remember you like you were these last few years. I wanted to remember you out walking me at the mall. I wanted to remember you sitting in your chair loving all the commotion of grandchildren and great grandchildren playing in your house.
I know you are watching over me....forever and always you will be in my heart. <3 You Deedee.
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Bullies are not for the Barnes!
Alexa and her bully.
Last year, Nathan AKA the bully created much chaos at our house. It started with smashing her belongings, calling her names, chunking stuff at her over our house fence, and then the straw that broke Momma's back, he punched Alexa in the stomach. I took care of it last year with a nice little Burr letter that got the point straight across.
This year when we went to go and get class assignments, Nathan was listed in her class. Panic set in....but everything would be alright. He didn't show the first day. The second day...until last Friday. He came back. By the time alexa called me after school, he'd already had a call home to the parent and lost recess, because he wasn't wanting to do what the teacher told him to do. Alexa still seemed to be holding it up at this point. Her daddy told her that if he says anything, just reply with "your momma..."
MOnday, she goes to school, and Nathan decided he wanted to change the seating arrangement around so that he could sit next to her. My teacher friend noticed and said, "I don't htink this is going to work!" Alexa hung her head and said it was ok. She then wouldn't talk to me about it after school. She did talk to her daddy, and what she told him was that they were sitting there. Some sort of conversation started, and Alexa said that Nathan Had been mean to her last year. She started the list of things that he'd done....he called me Medusa. Joelle(boy) said, Oh yeah, I remember whne you called her that...hey, you do kinda look like Medusa" Alexa's reply....well you only know what she looks like cause she's your momma!" (LOL) He told her that his dad was a police officer, and she said whatever.
Today when I got to school Librarian had already sent assist principal a note with children's names attached. She's grown very fond of Alexa and really started building her up last year as they'd read series of books together, and Alexa would out read her every time. In the end of the school year, she bought alexa the last book in the series and signed it for her. SO SWWET!
So today, I got pulled into the principal's office....scary!
He also talked to me about Alexa and Nathan(the bully). He had forgot about it from last year, and he's aware now. I had already talked to her morning and afternoon teachers at this point, and I was told that they wouldn't be put together in any kind of seating chart. The librarian(Deb) has made sure that EVERYONE is aware. She walked into lunch with me today, and he was getting ready to sit down next to Alexa...even though he'd been TOLD not to sit by her. Deb was so mad, she grabbed his arm and yanked him up and told him that he needed to sit somewhere else. She then told the PE teacher what was up...the PE teacher had him sit at another table and gave him a pretty harsh "talking to". PE teacher has become very close with Alexa this year because of safety patrol. Music teacher emailed me this weekend and wanted to know who the bully was...told him, and he said that he'd take care of that situation...he doesn't like boys that are mean to girls. Alexa was one of 65 picked out of 350 to sing in choir, and today she was told that she will most likely be picked along with 8 other kids to be in honor choir. All to say, the teachers have all fallen in love with her, and I don't think that Nathan will have any chance at surviving this school year if he doesn't make some wise choices. I don't think that I'm going to have to do anything...they are all doing it for me. :) So glad that she's shining!!!! I think God has opened doors for alexa. The kids may see glasses, a quiet girl that is shy and smart, but the teacher see a hard working smart respectful, and funny girl that has shed her glasses and gotten contacts. The shedding on the glasses was like hte shedding of the old to see the beauty created underneath those glasses. They see the beautiful, talented, and lovely lady that we see. PRAISE GOD. I continue to pray for these students and teachers. The children that are bullying so bad obviously have issues at home or otherwise that they need to deal with, because the only reason that they'd think it's ok to talk to another like this is if they were hurting so bad that they pointed their pain on someone else. IN most cases, not their fault! I pray for healing for them too
Last year, Nathan AKA the bully created much chaos at our house. It started with smashing her belongings, calling her names, chunking stuff at her over our house fence, and then the straw that broke Momma's back, he punched Alexa in the stomach. I took care of it last year with a nice little Burr letter that got the point straight across.
This year when we went to go and get class assignments, Nathan was listed in her class. Panic set in....but everything would be alright. He didn't show the first day. The second day...until last Friday. He came back. By the time alexa called me after school, he'd already had a call home to the parent and lost recess, because he wasn't wanting to do what the teacher told him to do. Alexa still seemed to be holding it up at this point. Her daddy told her that if he says anything, just reply with "your momma..."
MOnday, she goes to school, and Nathan decided he wanted to change the seating arrangement around so that he could sit next to her. My teacher friend noticed and said, "I don't htink this is going to work!" Alexa hung her head and said it was ok. She then wouldn't talk to me about it after school. She did talk to her daddy, and what she told him was that they were sitting there. Some sort of conversation started, and Alexa said that Nathan Had been mean to her last year. She started the list of things that he'd done....he called me Medusa. Joelle(boy) said, Oh yeah, I remember whne you called her that...hey, you do kinda look like Medusa" Alexa's reply....well you only know what she looks like cause she's your momma!" (LOL) He told her that his dad was a police officer, and she said whatever.
Today when I got to school Librarian had already sent assist principal a note with children's names attached. She's grown very fond of Alexa and really started building her up last year as they'd read series of books together, and Alexa would out read her every time. In the end of the school year, she bought alexa the last book in the series and signed it for her. SO SWWET!
So today, I got pulled into the principal's office....scary!
He also talked to me about Alexa and Nathan(the bully). He had forgot about it from last year, and he's aware now. I had already talked to her morning and afternoon teachers at this point, and I was told that they wouldn't be put together in any kind of seating chart. The librarian(Deb) has made sure that EVERYONE is aware. She walked into lunch with me today, and he was getting ready to sit down next to Alexa...even though he'd been TOLD not to sit by her. Deb was so mad, she grabbed his arm and yanked him up and told him that he needed to sit somewhere else. She then told the PE teacher what was up...the PE teacher had him sit at another table and gave him a pretty harsh "talking to". PE teacher has become very close with Alexa this year because of safety patrol. Music teacher emailed me this weekend and wanted to know who the bully was...told him, and he said that he'd take care of that situation...he doesn't like boys that are mean to girls. Alexa was one of 65 picked out of 350 to sing in choir, and today she was told that she will most likely be picked along with 8 other kids to be in honor choir. All to say, the teachers have all fallen in love with her, and I don't think that Nathan will have any chance at surviving this school year if he doesn't make some wise choices. I don't think that I'm going to have to do anything...they are all doing it for me. :) So glad that she's shining!!!! I think God has opened doors for alexa. The kids may see glasses, a quiet girl that is shy and smart, but the teacher see a hard working smart respectful, and funny girl that has shed her glasses and gotten contacts. The shedding on the glasses was like hte shedding of the old to see the beauty created underneath those glasses. They see the beautiful, talented, and lovely lady that we see. PRAISE GOD. I continue to pray for these students and teachers. The children that are bullying so bad obviously have issues at home or otherwise that they need to deal with, because the only reason that they'd think it's ok to talk to another like this is if they were hurting so bad that they pointed their pain on someone else. IN most cases, not their fault! I pray for healing for them too
Monday, August 9, 2010
List of our family websites
http//www.facebook.com/angieburrbarnes">
ANgie's facebook site
www.youravon.com/angiebarnes
My Avon site
www.youtube.com/user/terryangieb
Our family youtube site
http://www.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fsites.google.com%2Fsite%2Fterryangiebarnes%2Fhome&h=47818
Family page....under construction
http://www.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fcommunity.webshots.com%2Fuser%2Fterryangieb&h=47818
Wylie's site
http://www.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fcommunity.webshots.com%2Fuser%2Ftatawmb&h=47818
Maggie's site
http://www.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fcommunity.webshots.com%2Fuser%2Fbandygirls&h=47818
Alexa's site
ANgie's facebook site
www.youravon.com/angiebarnes
My Avon site
www.youtube.com/user/terryangieb
Our family youtube site
http://www.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fsites.google.com%2Fsite%2Fterryangiebarnes%2Fhome&h=47818
Family page....under construction
http://www.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fcommunity.webshots.com%2Fuser%2Fterryangieb&h=47818
Wylie's site
http://www.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fcommunity.webshots.com%2Fuser%2Ftatawmb&h=47818
Maggie's site
http://www.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fcommunity.webshots.com%2Fuser%2Fbandygirls&h=47818
Alexa's site
Sunday, August 8, 2010
White Carpet lesson of forgiveness
This morning, I was in a hurry to iron my dress. I didn't want to wake Terry up with getting the iron out, so I didn't . I plugged in my iron and had my floor all ready to iron on...yes, those of you that know my carpet history with irons are probably cringing about now. It is this beautiful dress with a very silky liner on the inside. So I lay it down flat to iron the bottom part of it, and I started ironing. Something happened, and I had to shift the dress, and when I did, the iron landed on the silky part of the dress. I knew instantly that I'd messed up. The silky part just fused to the iron and pieces of material were floating in the air. I checked my hair first to make sure none of it had singed off, and then I checked for damage to the skirt and floor. It's on the lining so no one could tell...whew
After the panic wore off, I sat thinking about a situation I had in college. I had just met Amanda and Buddy Vaughn. I had interviewed with Amanda to help out with the twins that growing in her belly and little girl Caitly, to clean their house, and on this particular instance, house sit. THey had just put in BRAND new WHITE burber carpet. I had to get ready to go somewhere that night, and I had this great red shirt that I wanted to wear, but it had to be ironed. I had never bought an ironing board, and I would always just iron on the floor. NO problem, right? I was in a hurry, and they had this outlet in the middle of the room, so I plugged in the iron and grabbed my shirt. I set the shirt down, and as I sat the iron down on the shirt, I instantly knew SOMETHING was wrong....partly, because the shirt and iron wouldn't move. You see, you can't iron on Burber carpet...it melts. So in the middle of the room, I stood up and with shirt in one hand and iron in the other at the HUGE mistake I'd just made on this brand new WHITE carpet with an iron shaped RED spot. I couldn't cut it out...it wasn't plush. What to do? I remember freaking out most the rest of the night. I really can't remember exactly when I told Buddy and Amanda, but I can tell you this...
They never raised their voice. I never felt the HUGE disappointment from them that I thought I would. I think we actually laughed a little as I cried from embarrassment and being so ashamed! (and I still had a job) They were able to cut a piece of scrap carpet to replace the one I'd ruined.
This couple taught me so much in life. I wouldn't even know where to begin, but on this particular occasion, I was taught that you don't have to tear someone down when they are already seeking forgiveness. Love and a hug were both given to me that day.
I have so many people that helped mold my life into what it is today. Little lessons of faith from Godly people that He's put in my life.
You never know when someone's watching. You never know what impact something you say or do might have on someone. You never know how you handle a situation may tear someone down or build them up. Your life should be a mirror imagine of HIM.
Thank you Buddy and Amanda for being a example of Christ to me. I've never forgot that day. I still shake my head at myself when I think about what I did, but more importantly, I remember the love and forgiveness I felt from you. Keep touching lives ...<3
PS I've used an ironing board 95% of the time since.
After the panic wore off, I sat thinking about a situation I had in college. I had just met Amanda and Buddy Vaughn. I had interviewed with Amanda to help out with the twins that growing in her belly and little girl Caitly, to clean their house, and on this particular instance, house sit. THey had just put in BRAND new WHITE burber carpet. I had to get ready to go somewhere that night, and I had this great red shirt that I wanted to wear, but it had to be ironed. I had never bought an ironing board, and I would always just iron on the floor. NO problem, right? I was in a hurry, and they had this outlet in the middle of the room, so I plugged in the iron and grabbed my shirt. I set the shirt down, and as I sat the iron down on the shirt, I instantly knew SOMETHING was wrong....partly, because the shirt and iron wouldn't move. You see, you can't iron on Burber carpet...it melts. So in the middle of the room, I stood up and with shirt in one hand and iron in the other at the HUGE mistake I'd just made on this brand new WHITE carpet with an iron shaped RED spot. I couldn't cut it out...it wasn't plush. What to do? I remember freaking out most the rest of the night. I really can't remember exactly when I told Buddy and Amanda, but I can tell you this...
They never raised their voice. I never felt the HUGE disappointment from them that I thought I would. I think we actually laughed a little as I cried from embarrassment and being so ashamed! (and I still had a job) They were able to cut a piece of scrap carpet to replace the one I'd ruined.
This couple taught me so much in life. I wouldn't even know where to begin, but on this particular occasion, I was taught that you don't have to tear someone down when they are already seeking forgiveness. Love and a hug were both given to me that day.
I have so many people that helped mold my life into what it is today. Little lessons of faith from Godly people that He's put in my life.
You never know when someone's watching. You never know what impact something you say or do might have on someone. You never know how you handle a situation may tear someone down or build them up. Your life should be a mirror imagine of HIM.
Thank you Buddy and Amanda for being a example of Christ to me. I've never forgot that day. I still shake my head at myself when I think about what I did, but more importantly, I remember the love and forgiveness I felt from you. Keep touching lives ...<3
PS I've used an ironing board 95% of the time since.
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