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November 29, 2008
A Tale of Two Wormies
(Originally published by Nattie on March 29, 2004)
Spring has come to Small Town USA. The weather was fabulous on Sunday. Not too hot. Not too cold. It has cooled off this week and has been rather wet. You know what happens when it is wet? The dirt turns to mud. My kids love it.
Over the weekend they were digging in their Nana's garden. Jonathan, my five-year-old, wanted to bring home some earthworms. I said, "No, thank you. I think they would miss Nana's garden." So he and his little sister, Anna, have been searching for earthworms in our little backyard plot.
Today they found two. They were itty bitty little things. I realized I hadn't touched a worm since I was their age. I used to love mud and worms and such. What happened to that little girl? Now she cringes at mud mucking up her carpet and worms ...eeew! Even when hubby and I used to go fishing, he baited my hook for me.
Jonathan named the first worm Harry Potter because it had a scar on it like Harry. :-) They made a little home away from home for it on my porch table. Lots of mud so it wouldn't miss the ground. At some point in our play it wiggled away. So Anna went looking for another one.
"Here, wormie. Here, wormie," she called out.
She shortly found one. This one did tricks. It didn't like being held by human hands and wiggled all around. She named this one Princess. I wished I had a camera with me. She was such a portrait of contrast—cute blonde wavy hair blowing in her face, muddy hands and a little wormie in her hand.
She bent over it and said, "You a cute, wormie. Touch it, mommy."
I hesitated and then thought, "What the heck." I touched it. I didn't die. In fact it didn't feel strange or foreign at all. This time I helped make a little home for it. We got a little container and put mud in it. It was fun. I even got dirty myself.
Again the little wormie was determined to not stay in its new home. It wiggled out and got smashed by Jonathan.
"Oh, poor wormie," Anna cried out. So we had a funeral for Princess. Ashes to ashes. Dust to dust. Mud to mud.
We are expecting more rain. So I'm sure we will have more mud, and the kids are looking forward to another worm hunt tomorrow. What will they name these worms? Will mommy dig out a worm of her own? You never know. Maybe I'm having a second childhood. ;-)
Copyright Natalie Rose York
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November 28, 2008
is spring break over yet?
(Originally published by Nattie on March 27, 2004)
My son has only been out of school one day so far for spring break and he's already challenged my authority 101 times. I'm ready for him to go back to school even if it is only 2-1/2 hours a day.
He just loves to push the boundaries and I need a break. I need a spring break!
I've been up since 5. Sometime in the night my daughter joined me in bed. This is a normal thing anymore and I'm so used to it that I don't even notice. I wish I could break her of this habit, but I'm picking my battles. I don't have the energy for this one.
Anyway I don't know how, but she rolled out of our bed around 5 and hit the floor with a thud. This of course woke up her brother.
I managed to get them both quieted down, but I was wide awake by then. So I got up thinking I could have a quiet time. Nope. Hubby was awake downstairs watching tv. I guess I could have locked myself in the bathroom or the kids' room, but neither smell that great. ;-)
So I cuddled up in my corner and read my Bible. I also read a few chapters of Discipline—the Glad Surrender by Elisabeth Elliott. I exercised with Denise Austin on her Lifetime programs. She has two 20-minute workouts every morning. Of course, the kids had to watch me. Why do they follow me wherever I go? Why does my son pick on his sister relentlessly?
We also went to the library. This week is the last week of Winter storytime. Jonathan played a computer game during storytime since he is normally in school at this time. That should have been a treat for him and it was until he realized he didn't get a storytime handout and activity sheet. I had told him he would get one Thursday when he came for storytime. He didn't care. He wears me out.
It was only 11 o'clock and I seriously wanted to start the day over. I took the kids home to hubby and went to the grocery store. I decided to finish up another library book. Then I folded laundry. Now I'm getting ready to do more spring cleaning. I had started on a few projects over the weekend that need finishing.
Is it bedtime yet? Will my son who never sleeps take a nap at least? Will I make it through this week? Will I get a spring break? NOT!
BTW, I think it is supposed to rain every day this week and only be in the 50s. Bah! I miss California spring breaks spent by the swimming pool or at the beach.
Copyright Natalie Rose York
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November 27, 2008
just checking in
just checking in
(Originally published by Nattie on March 26, 2004)
~ The kiddies are at my mother-in-law's.
~ They love spending the night at Nana's.
~ I've heard reports that they spent the afternoon digging in her garden.
~ I spent the afternoon with my dad.
~ We had lunch at a Chinese buffet.
~ I love crab ragoons.
~ Then we ran errands and I got my hair cut.
~ Well, I got it trimmed.
~ Thank you, Daddy. :-)
~ I also picked up a book at the bookstore while we were at the mall.
~ Yeah, that doesn't sound like me at all.
~ Anyway, the book is The Ghost and Mrs. McClure by Alice Kimberly
~ I've watched some movies on TNT—"Fools Rush In," "What A Woman Wants" and "Sleepless In Seattle." Okay, I have two of those on video, but it was nice to see good chick flicks on tv.
~ I've also been goofing off on the computer.
~ Now I'm taking my book and heading to bed.
~ Night, my dears.
Copyright Natalie Rose York
Happy Thanksgiving!
Night night, Natalie Rose.
My appearance in the above entry today is purely coincidental, but it serves to underline one of the things for which I am most thankful (in addition to all of Nattie's friends who continue to visit, comment and write)...the 33 years I got to be—Nattie's Daddy)
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November 26, 2008
conspiracy theory
(Originally published by Nattie on March 26, 2004)
conspiracy (kn-spr-s)
n. pl. conspiracies
~ An agreement to perform together an illegal, wrongful, or subversive act.
~ A group of conspirators.
~ Law An agreement between two or more persons to commit a crime or accomplish a legal purpose through illegal action.
~ A joining or acting together, as if by sinister design: a conspiracy of wind and tide that devastated coastal areas.
Have you ever met someone who thinks there is a conspiracy around every corner? That everyone is out to get them? Well, in this day and age there are a lot of dishonest people. There are a lot of people willing to make a bunch off of your weaknesses to benefit themselves. I'm not one of them and I refuse to live my life believing that everyone is bad.
I will strive to look for the good in everyone. It's there. Sometimes it is hard to find. Sometimes they don't want you looking for it. They have to appear strong and indestructable—Goodness is weakness.
Oops! Got off on a tangent...
I'm not going to dispute whether the tobacco industry is a conspiracy, whether the fast food industry is a conspiracy, etc. I'm not even going to try to change your mind. But I do want to tell you about ONE thing I know of that isn't a conspiracy. ONE thing I know to be true:
For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life. ~ John 3:16
I'm sure many people would despute this theory. Don't go there, please. You have the right to believe differently. But I know this to be true in my heart and in my mind (not to mention physical evidence—but I won't go there for the sake of brevity).
Praise God! When we get to heaven, I'm going to be glad that I didn't thumb my nose at God and say, "Are you for real?" I'm glad that I didn't write God off as another conspiracy theory.
Copyright Natalie Rose York
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November 25, 2008
What a ride!
(Originally published by Nattie on March 25, 2004)
This was in a friend's sig line. I borrowed it because I just loved it. Thanks, Elizabeth.
LIFE IS NOT A JOURNEY TO THE GRAVE WITH THE INTENTION OF ARRIVING SAFELY IN A PRETTY AND WELL PRESERVED BODY, BUT RATHER TO SKID IN BROADSIDE, THOROUGHLY USED UP, TOTALLY WORN OUT, AND LOUDLY PROCLAIMING...WOW—WHAT A RIDE!!!
Copyright Natalie Rose York
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November 24, 2008
Sticks and Stones
(Originally published by Nattie on March 24, 2004)
You know the old saying..."Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me." And you know it isn't true. Words have the power to hurt you.
I remember being called, "Fatty fatty 2x4," when I was a kid. It hurt. It still hurts. Geez I wish I was that "fat" now. LOL! But I don't think I've been called names like that since I was in grade school. Even in high school such juvenile behavior was beneath most kids. Then recently I've been called an assortment of names. They hurt even if there was no truth behind them. They were intended to wound and they did...a bit. Okay, they hurt a lot.
Then I started talking to God about it. It is sooo a God-thang that my Living Beyond Yourself study this week would be about love.
The last three days of the study have been about agape love which most of you probably know is the true God love, the unconditional love that we experience from our heavenly father. It is truly a heavenly love. We as humans aren't capable of this love without help from the Father.
One verse that really stood out to me was this—A man's wisdom gives him patience; it is to his glory to overlook an offense. ~ Proverbs 19:11
Then one of the aspects of agape love discussed in 1 Corinthians 13 is patience. The Greek word for patient is makrothumia, which translated means "a person who is able to avenge himself yet refrains from doing so."
*sigh*
Okay, God, so what are you trying to tell me?
My first response when I got called a name was to go into defense mode. That is a normal human reaction, right? But is that what God wanted of me? No. There are very few instances when we are to defend ourselves except maybe in a court of law. Our actions and our character is to speak for us even then.
*sigh*
You mean I can't call names back? I can't feel self righteous?
No, my beloved.
Then Pilate asked him, "Don't you hear the testimony they are bringing against you?" But Jesus made no reply, not even to a single charge—to the great amazement of the governor. ~ Matthew 27:13-14
A hot-tempered man stirs up dissension, but a patient man calms a quarrel. ~ Proverbs 15:18
I believe there is a time and place for "righteous" anger (see Mark 11:12-19), but this isn't it. I believe there is a time and place to defend (see 1 Peter 3:15). This isn't it.
So I only have two more things to say:
Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words that intend to hurt can be healed only by the Master Physician—and by his wounds we are healed (Is. 53:5b).
Oh and...
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Gobble, gobble.
Copyright Natalie Rose York
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November 22, 2008
I haven't said anything...
(Originally published by Nattie on March 24, 2004)
...about the issue of gay marriage. Despite being a fairly liberal Christian, I am very conservative on this issue. I believe it will destroy the family. I heard "Focus On The Family" tonight and you have to read Dr. Dobson's article—"In Defending Marriage—Take the Offensive".
Also May 6th is the National Of Prayer. The Theme is Let Freedom Ring. Please join other Christians and pray for our nation's religious freedom.
I also have a lot of stuff to share about agape love. God really called me on some issues, but it is getting late. I need to tuck the kiddies in and give them some lovin'. :-) Plus "American Idol" is on. ;-)
Copyright Natalie Rose York
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November 21, 2008
A song of ascents
where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord,
the Maker of heaven and earth.
He will not let your foot slip—
He who watches over you will not slumber;
indeed, He who watches over Israel will neither slumber nor sleep.
The Lord watches over you—
the Lord is your shade at your right hand;
the sun will not harm you by day,
nor the moon by night.
The Lord will keep you from all harm—
he will watch over your life;
the Lord will watch over your coming and your going
both now and forevermore.
~ Psalm 121
Copyright Natalie Rose York
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November 20, 2008
Friends (not gangsters)
(Originally published by Nattie on March 23, 2004)
Indeed, we do not really live unless we have friends surrounding us like a firm wall against the winds of the world.—Charles Hanson Towne
Copyright Natalie Rose York
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November 19, 2008
Thank you
(Originally published by Nattie on March 23, 2004)
...for the prayers. They are still needed, but we've had a major confirmation that God is still on the throne.
In my Bible reading today:
There is surely a future hope for you,
and your hope will not be cut off.—Proverbs 23:18
Copyright Natalie Rose York
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November 18, 2008
Say a prayer
(Originally published by Nattie on March 22, 2004)
I can't go into the details but my family needs major prayer right now. Please pray for us, because I cannot.
Copyright Natalie Rose York
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November 17, 2008
Second verse...
(Originally published by Nattie on March 22, 2004)
There is a second verse to the "I LOVE MOMMY!" song... I! LOVE! DOLLIE!
I! LOVE! DOLLIE!
La Da Oo Ah
Apparently dollies and mommies laud the same praise. ;-)
Copyright Natalie Rose York
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November 15, 2008
disjointed thoughts
(Originally published by Nattie on March 20, 2004)
This is one of those blog entries where you'll have to look for the gold. I have a bunch of thoughts rattling around my head.
~ why was my daughter dancing around naked at 3 in the morning?
~ she made a "guitar" in storytime today out of a Kleenex box and rubber bands. she also authored her first song...
I! LOVE! MOMMY!
I! LOVE! MOM-MY!!
Do! La! Ooo! Ah!
repeat
~ then she authored another song (similar tune)
This is a bad guy song!
This is a bad guy song!
This is a bad guy song!
repeat until mommy wants you to start singing the mommy song again or bash her head into the steering wheel.
~ saw this quote today. I like it—"Deliver me from writers who say the way they live doesn't matter. I'm not sure a bad person can write a good book. If art doesn't make us better, then what on earth is it for."—Alice Walker (b. 1944), American writer, "Meridian," "The Color Purple"
~ picked up the original movie of "Cheaper By the Dozen" and (the book) Bridget Jones's Diary by Helen Fielding. More evidence of my insanity?
~ my children won't eat soup. If I give it to them they won't eat it. Yet when I try to sit down with a bowl of soup, they circle around me like vultures and cause me to spill the full bowl of soup on my lap. I sat down and cried.
~ i don't feel like a good mommy today.
~ how can 35lbs of jumping beans and 45 lbs of energy reduce ??? lbs of supposed adult maturity to a quivering pile of "aargh!" in 0 to 60 seconds.
~ will I ever have a daily (UNINTERRUPTED) prayer time?
~ read Dana's blog about that.
~ We sang this song at church yesterday (I love it): "Above All"
Above all powers, above all kings
Above all nature and all created things
Above all wisdom and all the ways of man
You were here before the world began
Above all kingdoms, above all thrones
Above all wonders the world has ever known
Above all wealth and treasures of the earth
There's no way to measure what You're worth
Crucified and laid behind the stone
You lived to die, rejected and alone
Like a rose, trampled on the ground
You took the fall, and thought of me, above all
~ wish I could be "above it all"
~ find it laughable that being a friend is again being equated with being a gang
~ It is barely 30 degrees out and my kids are playing outside. And they want me to join them. I'm thin-skinned 'cuz I'm cold just looking at them.
~ words are powerful, especially the written word. So much can be assumed by tone rather than words when you are speaking, but the written word stands out there bare and can be so misconstrued—for good or evil. We have to be careful with our words
~ Read this in my Bible reading this morning. Made me think... "Drive out the mocker, and out goes the strife; quarrels and insults are ended." and "He who loves a pure heart and whose speech is gracious will have the king for his friend."—
Proverbs 22:11 and 12
~ One from the other day—"Better a dry crust with peace and quiet than a house full of feasting with strife."—Proverbs 17:1
~ I guess I have to go bear the cold now. The kids have gotten their bikes out of winter storage. *sigh*
Copyright Natalie Rose York
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November 14, 2008
Ecclectic and Eccentric
(Originally published by Nattie on March 13, 2004)
I've mentioned that I'm a mass of contradictions, if this little prompt doesn't convince you then I don't know what will. I got this idea from Jojo.
If you put all of your music files on random play, what are the first 10 that play?
1. "Get The Party Started" by Pink
2. "Holy" by Nichole Nordeman
3. "Stay" by Allison Kraus
4. "Mizunderstood" by Pink
5. "The Poem of Your Life" by Michael Card
6. "All I Wanna Do" by Sheryl Crow
7. "My Heart Is Set On You" by Point of Grace (Girls of Grace)
8. "The Basin and The Towel" by Michael Card
9. "Just Like A Pill" by Pink
10. "Hello Lord" by Sara Groves
Copyright Natalie Rose York
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November 13, 2008
The Thin Woman
(Originally published by Nattie on March 20, 2004)
I finished reading The Thin Womanby Dorothy Cannell. I really enjoyed it. It is the first book in a series of British cozies. I always enjoy British books anyway and a mystery to boot—well, I'm in book heaven.
The book begins with Ellie, the chunky interior decorator, receiving an invitation to a family reunion at her Uncle Merlin's moldering old estate. Ellie isn't looking forward to seeing her relatives and admiting that not only is she still single, but she has gained more weight. But she has fond memories of the estate that was built as a mini-castle with moat and all.
Uncle Merlin has become an eccentric hermit and the estate is falling down around him. So Ellie decides to call one of those rent-a-date establishments just to save face. She hopes that if she presents a date that they'll not look too closely at her weight. Ben Haskell is a bit abrasive, but he is attractive. He is also witty. He is an athiest-retired chef-pornographic writer making him all the more interesting. Enter a will, a treasure hunt and more nutty relatives and you have a fun cozy read.
I'm looking forward to the rest of the books in the series.
Copyright Natalie Rose York
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November 12, 2008
IMO
(Originally published by Nattie on March 19, 2004)
For those of you not up on internet-ese, IMO means "In My Opinion." I have a list of things that I'm going to say to you and they are just my opinion. None of the opinions expressed are necessarily the opinions of my readers. ;-) The majority of them are silly. But what do you expect from a woman who has had a migraine for the majority of the week. A woman who has been forced to watch tv for entertainment because it hurts her eyes to read. So here goes&...
IMO
~ Donald Trump makes enough money to do something better with his hair. I mean does he really think that look is sexy?
~ We must be really desperate for reality TV if we are willing to watch people play poker.
~ Children (including mine) in America are just plain spoiled.
~ I need a makeover. I've gotten a tad too frumpy for my taste.
~ Anna Nicole Smith needs her jaw wired shut. Not because she is overweight. She has lost weight, but have you heard her talk? I think she is perpetually stoned. She makes Ozzy Osbourne sound like a Rhodes scholar.
~ Jessica Simpson makes me look like an intelligent blonde. ;-) I admire the stand she took with her values about staying a virgin till she was married, but she is married now and I haven't heard her say much else of value.
~ Study Bibles and Support Bras being sold within the same hour on QVC is just plain funny. I guess a girl could get all her support in one place—spiritual and physical. LOL!
~ I actually feel a little bad for Martha Stewart. I don't think what she did was any worse than what many men have done over the years, but have their names been smeared across the press the way hers has been? No!
~ Political campaign years suck. I already know who I'm voting for. I don't need to see the candidates kiss the babies and talk about campaign issues for hours on end. Please, I'd rather watch TV poker.
~ IMO, I'm a nut and this probably verified that fact for all of you, too.
Copyright Natalie Rose York
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November 11, 2008
Just Some Journaling Prompts
(Originally published by Nattie on March 19, 2004)
How old are you? (okay, if you don't want to be specific how about a decade) I turned *gasp* 30 in December of 2003.
Where do you live? Country? Type of home? I live in an apartment in a small semi-rural town.
What do you do for a living? Or what did you do? I am a stay-at-home mom, freelance writer and am returning to college in the fall *crosses fingers and toes and and says a prayer*.
What type of education do you have? Some college.
Who is in your family? In my immediate family - myself, my hubby, my five-year-old son and my three-year-old daughter.
Do you have pets? Not right now. I want another kitty though.
What do you look like? I'm 5'8" tall. I'm __ lbs. overweight. I'm all legs, knees and elbows. I have long dishwater blonde hair, blue gray eyes, a miniature bob hope nose...I don't know how else to describe myself. I have a small self image issue.
What languages do you speak? un pequeno espanol
Who are your favorite actors? Freddi Prinze Jr., Sam Shepard, Tom Skerrit...to name a few.
Who are your favorite actresses? Audrey Hepburn, Meg Ryan, Minnie Driver, Sally Field...to name a few.
What do you like to watch on tv? "American Idol," "Everwood," "Friends," "Reba," "King of Queens," "Everybody Loves Raymond," "Whose Line," "Are you being served?"
Favorite colors? Blue—all shades, Purple
Favorite films?"Breakfast at Tiffany's," "Sabrina," "You've Got Mail," "Chicago"...and more
Favorite play?
"Fiddler On the Roof"
Favorite magazines?
Shape, Fitness, Writer's Digest, Personal Journaling, Woman's Day, Self
Favorite type of cheese? Colby Jack
Favorite drink? Diet Coke
What languages would you like to speak? French, German, Latin, Hebrew, Greek, and many more
If you...
1. ...owned a restaurant, what kind of food would you serve? I have no idea. Maybe yummy salads, soups, sandwiches and muffins and of course tea and coffee.
2. ...owned a small store, what kind of merchandise would you sell? BOOKS!
3. ...wrote a book, what genre would it be? Mystery
4. ...ran a school, what would you teach? English and History
5. ...recorded an album, what kind of music would be on it? Kind of a country/rock blend like Sheryl Crow or Sara Groves.
Copyright Natalie Rose York
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November 10, 2008
I just have to share
(Originally published by Nattie on March 19, 2004)
I haven't completely shaken my migraine, but I finally got a hold of my medication after hassleing with the doctors and pharmacy for two days. But I was trying to catch up on my SIR when I came across this link on Naomi's site. It was too good to not share...NOW...back to my dark cave.
Copyright Natalie Rose York
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November 08, 2008
Two things
(Originally published by Nattie on March 19, 2004)
- Thank you Di for helping my tweak my site. You are such a sweetheart. Even if you don't keep house like Martha. ;-)
- I've got a migraine. I've had it since Wednesday night and I'm miserable. I haven't been able to get ahold of my doctor to get my meds so I may be heading to the emergency room today. Say a prayer if you think of it. It is not fun trying to parent when you are very sensitive to light and noise.
Copyright Natalie Rose York
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November 07, 2008
I Love American Idol
(Originally published by Nattie on March 17, 2004)
I'm becoming much more selective about my tv time as I get older. I don't want to watch any old crud. I don't like reality tv. Well, I don't like most reality tv. I love "American Idol."
I caught the tail end of the first season and fell in love with Kelly Clarkson. I decided I wanted to see more so I faithfully watched the second season. I like Josh Grayson, but I have a soft place in my heart for marines.
After that I couldn't decide between the final three—Rueben, Clay and KLo. I've enjoyed both Rueben's and Clay's albums.
Now it is the third season already and they voted off the first member of the top 12. I cried. I don't have a favorite yet, but this girl was sweet. I can't imagine having my dream crushed on live tv....
...but I'll be watching again next week anyway.
Copyright Natalie Rose York
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November 06, 2008
God calls, how do we answer?
(Originally published by Nattie on March 16, 2004)
God has really been doing some amazing things in my life, but I don't have the time to share all of them right now. Some of them are very private and special. I do plan on sharing them, but I'm holding them close to my heart right now.
I've been thinking a lot about what we say when God calls us. How do we answer?
Samuel said, "Here I am."
Isaiah said, "Here am I, send me."
Moses said, "I'm not the right person for this job."
I said, "God wouldn't want to use me. I'm a mess."
I think we know what God's answer to that is. :-)
So this song has been running through my head lately...
Here Am I
by Mercy Me
On the other side of the world
She stands on the ocean shore
Gazing at the heavens
She wonders, is there something more
Never been told the name of Jesus
She turns and walks away
What a shame [oh yeahh]
Just across the street in your hometown Leaving from his nine-to-five
Gazing down the road
He wonders, is this all there is to life
Never been told the name of Jesus
He continues on his way
What a shame [oh yeahh]
Whom shall I send?
Who will go for me?
To the ends of the earth
Who will rise up for their King
Here am I, send me
Here am I, send me
Whether foreign land or neighbors
Everyone's the same
Searching for the answers
That lie within your name
I wanna proclaim the love of Jesus
In all I do and say, Unashamed [oh yeahh]
Whom shall I send?
Who will go for me?
To the ends of the earth
Who will rise up for their King
Here am I, send me
Here am I, send me
How beautiful are feet of those who bring good news Proclaiming peace and your salvation
Whom shall I send
Who will go for me
To the ends of the earth
Who will rise up for their King
Here am I, send me
Here am I, send me
Here am I, send me
Copyright Natalie Rose York
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November 05, 2008
wisdom from the backseat
(Originally published by Nattie on March 16, 2004)
from a conversation with my five-year-old Jonathan...
Mommy: "Why did Jesus come to earth?" (this conversation was one of many on the meaning of Christmas)
Jonathan: "To scare all my monsters away!"
Amen!
Copyright Natalie Rose York
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November 04, 2008
what is a woman?
(Originally published by Nattie on March 15, 2004)
bone of your bone,
flesh of your flesh?
beyond that she was and is...
a daughter
daddy's little girl
the girl next door—all legs and teeth
then a bundle of hormones
morphing into...
a bookworm
a sexpot
a nurturer
a charmer
an enigma
a complex layered being
a child of God
an earth mother
a juggler
a medic
an artist
a poet
an acrobat
a marine biologist
a magician
a chemist
a housewife
a lunatic
a friend
the list does not end
and there is no mold
what is a woman?
she is me.
she is you.
she is worth far more than rubies.
~ a poetic musing by a woman
a.k.a. Natalie Rose York
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November 03, 2008
*happy sigh*
(Originally published by Nattie on March 15, 2004)
I have to say that chick flicks can really make hellish days seem much better. Well, children tucked semi-quietly into bed, chick flicks, Diet Coke, heating pads, bottles of Aleve and Reese Bites.
The chick flick of choice was "Mona Lisa Smile." The librarian didn't like it. The poor librarian. I loved it.
It is very much a "Dead Poet's Society" for women. I plan on watching it at least three more times before I have to return it Wednesday, then it is going on wish list.
My favorite line in the movie was ~
I know exactly what I am doing and it doesn't make me any less smart... You stand in class and tell us to look beyond the image, but you don't. To you a housewife is someone who sold her soul to a centerfold Colonial. She has no depth, no intellect, no interests. You are the one who said I can do anything that I want. This is what I want.
Copyright Natalie Rose York
Posted by Nattie's Daddy at 08:14 AM | Comments (0)
November 01, 2008
in the wild?
(Originally published by Nattie on March 15, 2004)
she sits quietly.
she doesn't move a muscle, not even to scratch her nose. Oh, no! her nose itches!
if she moves, they'll see her.
Oh, no! now she is sweating!
they can smell fear!
it happens.
they see her.
and in the wild you hear the age old cry of,
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"Mommy, I'm thirsty!"
Copyright Natalie Rose York
Posted by Nattie's Daddy at 08:32 AM | Comments (0)