Meandering Thoughts on Life

God Answers

2010-12-11T08:38:00.000-06:00

A week ago, I awoke to feelings of fear and worry. As I was writing in my journal, I began to pray to God through my writing. Through this process, I really did hear an answer to my prayer.

Dear God, I need to focus on serving You to the best of my ability. You are God Almighty who was and is and is to come. Manificent Creator. Guardian of my heart, Healer and Comforter, the Great I Am. God who makes the wind to blow, the sun to rise and set, the warmth of a fire, the sound of a baby, the reassurance that life begins again as one fades, God who sent His Only Son to provide the way for forgiveness, salvation, reconcilation and eternity with Him instead of apart from my Creator. Praise You Lord God for Your Holy Presence who dwells among us. Your guidance, Your still small voice, hope when things seem hopeless. You provide the faith because I am too weak. Bless You, Lord God, bless Your Name. I lift Your Name, Jesus Christ, in my inner being, the center of my heart where You dwell. I life Your Name and worship You.

And, then God spoke to my heart--

Quit holding on so tightly to the things of this world.

I will provide for you.

Worry and doubt have no place in Your heart where I dwell.

Let faith and compassion lead you.

I will provide all that you need.

Take My Hand this day and walk where I lead.

You will not be afraid.

It's joy that I wish for you today.

Express happiness to those you encounter,

And You will received happiness in return.

Let go of old hurts and distrust,

it does not serve you well.

Replace it with gentleness and kindness.

I will flow through you.

You have no need to know what the future holds.

I have all in my control,

and will show you wonders beyond your imagination.

Enjoy the moment, every moment.

I made it just for you.

Today, lean totally on Me

and I will teach you the true meaning of faith.

It may seem hard,

but the goal is much greater than the toil.

My burden is easy

if you let me carry it for you.

When you walk in fear,

I can't fulfill all I need to do in your life.

But, if you will relinquish the fear,

I will fill you up to overflowing with creativity

and wealth of spirit.

Give me all of you

and I will restore your heart.

I am your God.

I know you.

I hear you.

I love you.

Let me into your heart, mind, body and spirit.

I am the Alpha and Omega.

I am the one and only God.

Yahweh.

Jehovah.

The Great I Am.

The Everlasting Counselor.

God, the Father.

God, the Son.

God, the Holy Spirit.

As I pondered all that God had just spoken to my heart, I saw a vision: I saw my fear as a big ball of black ooze. I asked God to remove it from me, from all parts of me. I handed it over to God and it was as if it just exploded into light and dissipated.

I believe God heard me cry out to Him in fear. He answered me with a path for me to follow. I share this with anyone who might read this as encouragement. These words might be just for me, but if they speak to your heart, then I pray that you ask God to dwell in your heart and that He answers your prayers, too.

Praying Girl

Today's My Birthday

2010-11-19T14:31:00.000-06:00

Today is my birthday. I understand from my Mom that I was bald and fat when I was born. I guess by the time this photo was taken, I had sprouted a bit of hair!

I remember when this photo was taken with my brother. This guy just came by our house with a pony and headdresses. You really can't tell so much in this photo, but we had been playing outside all day and we were filty!

Here I am a prim and proper 5 year old on my Grandparent's front porch. This house has long since been torn down, but I still remember loving to go to my Grandmother's house. She was a fantastic cook and I was the only girl, so I always got to sit by Granddaddy at the dinner table. Loved them and that house.

This is a late 60's glamour-type shot. I felt like a model when I went in for this photo shoot. All of the photos were in black and white so that tells you how long ago this was taken.

Guess I'm being a bit nostalgic today on my birthday. I started gathering these photos this week to start a memory book for my Dad. He's in a nursing home and suffering from vascular dementia. He still knows me, but life for him will never be the same. Great sadness surrounds me when I think of him, but these photos remind me how grateful I am that he and Mom were such good parents. I always felt loved and safe. Life has dealt me a lot of pain and suffering over the years and unbelievable joy. God has blessed me in so many ways that I can't complain.

As I start another new year in my life, I know God will strengthen and guide me in whatever lies ahead. He didn't promise me that it would be easy. He did, however, promise me that He would be here with me every step of the way.

So I am thankful for one more birthday. Thankful for this wonderful gift of life.

PG

Tomorrow's the Day

2010-11-18T16:39:00.019-06:00

One might ask why is tomorrow so important? Well, I'm not going to tell. Nope, not today. But tomorrow is the day!

What I will share today is a stupid pet peeve. Yep, I really can't stand it when someone opens a new sleeve of styrofoam cups but leaves the wrapper still intact. OK, I realize this is really an insignificant peeve. Just really bugs me. Why take the time to open a new sleeve and not take the time to remove the entire wrapper. It's like eating just one-half bar of chocolate. Who can do that?

I'm sitting here listening to one of my favorite singers, Bette Midler singing You Gotta Have Friends and now You are the Wind Beneath my Wings. Just love that unique voice.

Bette wins over the pet peeve any old day!

Don't forget, tomorrow's the big day!
PG

My Dad, a living example of God, my heavenly Father

2010-09-28T10:03:00.000-05:00

I knew this day was coming, but it is extremely difficult. Dad's dementia is worsening by the day. The last meaningful conversation I had with him was a few months ago in April. We were talking and he said, "I just want to tell you I love you before I don't know who you are anymore." That was a profound day because he also said, "I don't know if I'm going up or down," and he pointed up and then down. That's the day I baptised my 86 year old Dad. My 28-year prayer had finally been answered.

I love my Dad and I've always been a Daddy's girl. He's a flawed human being, but never in my entire 58 (nearly 59 years) have I ever doubted that he loved me. I know for a fact that he would walk through fire for me. My Dad is a living example of God, my heavenly Father. Now, I seek God's direction and help in making sure that my Dad knows that I would walk through fire for him.

The dementia has stolen my Dad's mind but not his beautiful spirit. I know one day, he will be restored and we will sit down in the heavenly places, under a tree, once again having wonderful conversations.

Dear God,
Thank you for helping us as we walk this difficult road today. And, thank you the incredible love and sacrifices my Dad has made for me all of my life.

Praying Girl

Ebenezer Stone

2010-09-21T16:20:00.000-05:00

I've had this stone in my car for a couple of years. It sits on the console so that I see it every day. Hunter, my grandson picked up this stone on one of our many trips. He loves rocks and I have his collections from the time he was just a little tyke. He's now nearly 10-years old.

This particular stone has always intrigued both of us because it looks as if it is a living rock because it has veins. We've never researched what type of stone it is, but it has always been one of our favorites because it is just so darn interesting. Every time Hunter gets into the car with me, he always picks it up, handles it, smiles and puts it back in its familiar place.

I read an interesting devotional from last Sunday's Our Daily Bread about the word Ebenezer. It refers to a stone that Samuel called Ebenezer that was set in place between Mizpah and Shen symbolizing a time when the people turned from their sins and God gave them victory over their enemy the Philistines.

Today, I decided that this stone, that we have kept for so long, is going to be called our Ebenezer Stone.

To read the devotional by David McCasland, click on the link.

http://tinyurl.com/37h3dwj

Here's a photo of our Ebenezer Stone which has been returned to its place in my car so that we can remember that God is with me and Hunter always.
Perhaps you'll find an Ebenezer stone of your own. Happy rock hunting, and may God's blessing be on you and your loved ones.

Praying Girl

Man With No Shirt

2010-08-19T12:42:00.000-05:00

Vic is my husband and we attended a downtown, elite, upper class church for years. Although we never fit into that category, we loved the church. My husband served as an Usher. He was much loved by everyone because he is such a "people" person. In addition to being an Usher and serving in many leadership roles throughout the years, he was also the Boy Scout Scoutmaster.

One Sunday morning, a downtown homeless man, entered our church after the service had started. He ambled up the center aisle and sat down in a pew next to an elderly woman and amongst many of the matriarchs of our church. This man was dirty and didn't have a shirt on. My husband was sitting next to me and watched the whole thing. Vic quietly got up and I thought he was going to go ask the man to leave. Instead, my husband walked out the back doors. I was shocked.

My husband's father had just recently died and I thought he was sad and left to compose himself. I kept pondering whether I should go check on him. After a few minutes, my husband entered the back of the church and started his way down the center aisle. The priest had already started his sermon, but my husband just kept walking down that aisle as the whole church watched. When he got to the man with no shirt, Vic stopped and put his hand gently on the man's shoulder, the man looked up into Vic's eyes, and then Vic handed him something.

Vic quietly started walking back down the aisle and returned to the seat next to me. My eyes went back to the man. He quietly raised his arms and put on the Boy Scout T-shirt that Vic had handed him.

As tears streamed down my face, I saw the sermon unfold before my eyes. No words were ever spoken more eloquently than the humble gift of a simple T-shirt and the regained dignity that my husband gave that man that day. I know I'll never forget that day.

Matthew 25:40 (King James Version) And the King shall answer and say unto them, Verily I say unto you, Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me.

Praying Girl

Goodbye Pouncer Cat

2010-08-04T14:36:00.001-05:00

To my little Pouncer Cat:
I pray God gives you plenty of Tuna to eat, robust chin scratches, a warm fluffy bed on a pedestal, a beautiful yard to explore with plenty of green luscious grass to munch on, fluttering butterflies to chase, a glorious sunrise and a gentle sunset. I shall miss you my sweet, sweet girl. Until we see each other again. Goodbye.

I found this pitiful kitten 15 years ago. She was shivering and soaking wet hiding under a car. She wrapped herself around my heartstrings immediately. She's been my constant companion ever since. How will I live without her curled up by my side. It's a sad, sad day at the Ham house. It was time, but it just came too, too soon.

Dear God
Thank you for bringing Pouncer to me and enriching my life. We had a wonderful time together. Please take care of her now. I know she will make you smile.

Amen,
Praying Girl

Gold in the Temple

2010-07-24T02:28:00.000-05:00

I've been reading in 1 Kings about Solomon and the building of the Temple. It's amazing how much gold was used in building the Temple. It must have been beyond beautiful.

Jerusalem

I had dinner tonight with my friend Kay who was on the trip to Israel a few years ago. The conversation turned toward that wonderful, once-in-a-lifetime trip as it often does. We were marveling that scripture comes alive so much more after having walked in that wonderful place. I am so thankful that I had the opportunity.

This was the place where David picked up the stone that killed Goliath.

I walked on the stones where Jesus may have walked.

Praying Girl

Direction For Today

2010-06-24T11:41:00.004-05:00

KNOWLEDGE
His spiritual wisdom and understanding

WALK
Bearing fruit

STRENGTHENED
With His power attaining steadfastness, patience, joy

GIVING THANKS
For inheritance

DELIVERED
From darkness and transferred to His Kingdom

REDEEMED
Forgiven of my sins

Praying Girl

Moon Rising

2010-06-23T13:02:00.004-05:00

The world goes round and round. The moon comes up and the moon goes down. Night after night I witness this miracle and forget that it truly is a miracle. Tonight I will look up at the sky and give thanks to my Creator for the beauty and magnificence of a moon that appears every night. Sounds pretty silly, but then again it doesn't. I'm working on filling up my mind with thanksgiving for all the things, like the moon, that I take for granted every day. Afterall, what would happen if the moon just suddenly disappeared? How long would it take for me to notice? Just a thought on a hot Summer afternoon. I'm looking forward to seeking the magnificance of the moon tonight, with a new appreciation for my Creator.

Praying Girl

Survivor 2

2010-06-15T21:50:00.009-05:00

New painting: Survivor 2
24" x 48" Acrylic Mixed Media on Wood Panel
Click here to view larger image

I Am A Survivor

Lord Jesus

You placed Your name

Upon my forehead

Your hand is always

Upon my head

Your name is

Upon my lips

Your arms encircle me

Continually

You place my feet

On the right path

You send

Your holy angels

To fight on my behalf

You hold back those who

Would destroy me

You are God

There is nothing to fear
Even if armies camp

All around me

And thieves break in to

Steal those who are

Precious to me

You, only You, are in the

Midst of my terror

You will lead me through

The wilderness

If all turns black

And dismal

Your voice will bring me

Comfort

If the world screams doom

And destruction

You promise to bring me

Peace and even

The elusive joy I

Miss in my inner being

When I remember...

When I remember

It's Your name on

My forehead

Your Hand on my head

Your name on my lips

Your arms

Your guidance
Your protection

That brings light into

My world

When all around me

Seems to collapse in fear

I drop to my knees

Fix my eyes on You

My God

My Savior

My Holy Spirit

The only One who

Died for me

Rose from all that would

Destroy You and

You forever triumphed

Why did You do that

Act of love for me?

When things are easy

I forget You

I squander my time

Here on earth

Then when things are

Shattering all around me

I cry out to You

Why did You die for me?

One who abandons you so

Quickly and easily

You love me with a love

I will never comprehend

And the miracle is that You love me

even when I forget that I have

Your Name written

Indelibly upon my forehead and Your Hand

Is on my head

And I hear Your Name

Spoken with disrespect

Even when I don't feel

Your commanding presence

When you enfold me in

Your arms

When I am deep in fear

I forget Your guidance

And Your army of angels

Encamped all around me

When I forget to seek Your Face

And ask for your guidance

Even when I forget all that...

You still love me

And you never

Abandon me

Although to the world it seems

I am alone

I am lost

I am destroyed

I am afraid

I am weak

But because of what You

Did for me on the cross

You are victorious over everything

Because of You

My dear loving

Victorious

Savior...

Because of You

And You alone

I AM A SURVIVOR!

by Donna Louise Ham

Tea Party Member Stuns Crowd!

2010-06-07T11:25:00.000-05:00

At peace

2010-06-02T13:26:00.006-05:00

Work became frustrating this morning, so I took a walk around the nearby pond. I pondered all the reasons why I was feeling so annoyed when I suddenly slipped and twisted my ankle. I limped over to a tree and sat beneath the shade. Geese were all around as I sat there upset that I had slipped and hurt myself, feeling pretty sorry for myself.

The longer I sat there, though, I noticed that all of the tiny Goslings that I had watched grow over the last few weeks, were right before me. They were no longer tiny, yellow fuzzy babies. They were larger and fending very well for themselves. Of course, the mommas were still near by. I counted at least 22 Goslings.

As I arose and tried my weight on my ankle, it felt better and I continued my trek around the pond. As I neared the end of the walk, I looked back across the pond and the momma goose was swimming quietly along with all 22 Goslings trailing behind her.

I admit the worries of my life have really taken a toll on me over the last few weeks, but in that moment they all disappeared. I realized that I am going to have worries and hurts, but God in all His Wisdom placed this wonderful spectacle before me to remind me of His Presence with me.

I am at peace.

Praying Girl

Gosslings

2010-05-25T13:33:00.003-05:00

Babies taking an afternoon siesta with Momma & Poppa watching over them.

Tears

2010-05-21T20:18:00.006-05:00

This is an acrylic painting on a 36" x 24" canvas. I titled it "Tears".

Tears are healing and God knows every tear that we shed. There is comfort in knowing that God intimately knows our suffering. He accepts our tears as an offering when they are given to Him for healing.

I've Never Seen So Many Baptisms

2010-02-15T08:01:00.005-06:00

I was invited to a baptism service for a friend on Friday at Parkview Baptist Church. He is a young man in his thirties with a son who is nine. They were baptised together. How wonderful as I watched children and their fathers being baptised together. Then, on Saturday, I attended Life Church, a non-denominational church and witnessed 15 or 20 more people of all ages being baptised. Praise God.

This weekend, I saw more people baptised than I believe I have witnessed in my whole life in the Episcopal and Anglican Churches!

This was the first baptism service in a Baptist Church that I had attended since I was baptised 45 years ago! I still remember vividly the freezing, cold night when I was baptised at Trinity Park Baptist Church in Dallas. My family didn't attend church, so at 13 it was the first church where I belonged. Throughout all these years, I still recall the night I completely and totally turned my life over to Christ. I went under the water and emerged a new person for all eternity.

Recently, my husband and I have been just wandering around visiting many Tulsa churches. It's amazing how extraordinarily different yet extraordinarily the same all of these churches are. I still am in awe that in one weekend, I witnessed around 40 people of all ages turning their lives over to Christ and being baptised. I thank God for all of these new Christians. It's worth great rejoicing. What a witness to those seeking and for those who have belonged for many years. God is present in this world! I'm so thankful I was present to rejoice with the angels and all the company of heaven.

Praying Girl

Pitchers & Cup Painting

2010-01-31T08:57:00.004-06:00

Trying my hand at painting realism in oils. After all these years of my love of abstract in acrylics, this is a new challenge.

Oils always intimidated me, but I'm thoroughly enjoying learning how to paint with oils. I know I have a long way to go, but here's my latest attempt.

God gave me the talent. Now it's up to me to work hard, practice this art a multitude of hours and I will be able to give this gift back to God as an offering of love.

Praying Girl

New Every Morning

2010-01-24T07:37:00.012-06:00

It's a new day. Nothing has changed since yesterday except a good night's sleep. All the problems and challenges from yesterday remain. They seek to cloud my mind, fill me with fear and disappointment. And, yet...I am happy.

It's a miracle and not a small one in my understanding. I woke up this morning and started to go down that familiar and comfortable road of mentally listing all my fears and challenges. Somewhere along that path, however, I stopped. I turned my focus toward God. No matter what challenges I face, His Almighty Hand is already upon me. He will help me by either fixing the problems, changing the circumstances or changing me. That's a miracle to me. I am thankful that I know Him and His lovingkindness.

"My soul still remembers
And sinks within me.

This I recall to my mind,

Therefore I have hope.

Through the LORD's mercies

we are not consumed,

Because His compassions fail not.

They are new every morning;

Great is Your faithfulness

'The LORD is my portion,'

says my soul,

'Therefore I hope in Him!'

The LORD is good to those who

wait for Him,

To the soul who seeks Him.

It is good that one should hope

and wait quietly

For the salvation of the LORD."

Lamentations 3:20-26

On this glorious Sunday morning, I eagerly await the mercies of the LORD and look forward with hope because His steadfast love never ceases and His mercies never come to an end. They are indeed new every morning.

Praying Girl

The photo was taken in front of St. John Hospital in Tulsa, Oklahoma, Summer of 2009.

A Good Samaritan Tale (or Tail)

2010-01-22T10:32:00.005-06:00

We found this dog wandering our neighborhood last Sunday. I had seen him earlier in the week and realized he was either lost or abandoned. When we got home from church and he was heading out of our front yard, I called, "Here, boy!" and he came bounding toward me with his tail wagging.

He was quite thin, so we put him in the back yard and for a week we have been fattening him up. Every day he wrapped himself a little tighter around my heart strings. I tried desperately to find his home, but to no avail.

Yesterday, I was thinking about what name to give him. The temperature was supposed to drop to 30 degrees and I was going to bring him inside, give him a bath, and make him a part of our family of pets--a dog, a cat and a bird.

Little did I know that he had other ideas. When I arrived at home last night, he was gone. I will always wonder where he went, how he is, if he's warm and fed, and if he found his home.

It's a Good Samaritan tale of sorts. If I had left him running loose, was I doing my duty to protect God's creatures? I know the Good Samaritan story from the Bible, Luke 10:29-37 is about people, but for this one week, I think it was about this dog. I could have easily passed him by or called the Animal Shelter to pick him up (and I nearly did this, but my Grandson wouldn't hear of it!).

I learned that it's not always easy to do the right thing, but in the end it feels so good. I will miss this sweet black dog. I hope he found his way home.

Praying Girl

Star Shepherd

2010-01-01T15:47:00.014-06:00

Star Shepherd
Acrylic painting on canvas
24" x 48"

This painting was inspired by a December 22, 2009 devotional reading in Our Daily Bread and listening to Andrew Peterson's Behold the Lamb of God CD.

Scripture inspiration:
Isaiah 40:25-27
"To whom then will you liken Me,
Or to whom shall I be equal?" says the Holy One,
Lift up your eyes on high,
And see who has created these things,
Who brings out their host by number;
He calls them all by name,
By the greatness of His might
And the strength of His power;
Not one is missing.
Why do you say, O Jacob,
And speak, O Isreal: "My way is hidden from the LORD,
And my just claim is passed over by my God"?
King James Version

Prayer for Guidance

2009-12-19T11:42:00.010-06:00

Dear Father,

I love You. As I sit here in the early hours of this new day, I pray that You awaken my spirit to be open to all You have for me today in work, play, worship and rest. Father, I am always so amazed at how You bring things together. You weave into the tapestry of my life extraordinarily beautiful threads and colors and designs and patterns.

I pray for Your guidance today. Fill me with hope for the future with Your Hand ever guiding me. Open my eyes to see those in need of a loving touch, a generous gesture, a word of encouragement, whatever Your leading is to further Your Kingdom on earth.

Make me aware of Your Presence in my life today. Give me a heart of joy and peace and happiness. Help me to leave the past in the past. Help me to live today, free of the past and not looking to tomorrow but relishing in the beauty of today. Whatever obstacles I face today I already am turning them over to You. Your will, not mine. I am in Your care. You only have love for me and I for You. Keep my eyes on You and only You. I cannot falter when I keep that as my guide. Thank you, Father, for your many mercies.

Amen
Praying Girl

Lift Up Mine Eyes

2009-12-08T23:20:00.006-06:00

24" x 48" Acrylic Abstract on Canvas

by Praying Girl

Psalm 121

I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help.
My help cometh from the LORD, which made heaven and earth.
He will not suffer they foot to be moved: he that keepeth thee will not slumber.

Behold, he that keepeth Israel shall neither slumber nor sleep.
The LORD is they keeper: the LORD is they shade upon thy right hand.
The sun shall not smite thee by day, nor the moon by night.
The LORD shall preserve thee from all evil: he shall preserve they soul.
The LORD shall preserve thy going out and thy coming in from this time forth, and even for evermore.

King James Version

An Artist's Prayer

2009-11-21T10:32:00.004-06:00

I've been working through the book, The Artist's Way, by Julia Cameron. One of this week's tasks is to write an artist's prayer.

The Praying Girl's Prayer

Dear Father,
I come before You humbled by Your majesty.
You are the ultimate artist.
You created all the beauty that surrounds me,
Out of nothing.
No one is as great as You.
I desire to be a pleasing and honorable servant
Not because I am Your slave
Or because of any sense of empowerment.
But, I desire to be Your servant
Because I love and adore You.
To be used by You to do good in this world
Is my greatest desire.

Since You are the Master,
I sit at Your feet.
Teach me.
Make me teachable.
Open my mind, my spirit, my heart
To hear Your directions.
I sit at the feet of the
Master Creator,
Master Artist.

I ask that You speak to me and give me
A purpose for everything I do.
I ask that before I pick up a brush,
Prepare a canvas,
Open a tube of paint,
Draw a line,
That You open me up to the
Realm of possibility.
Not my finite realm,
But Your infinite realm.
Take my thoughts and my creativity
that You created in me
when I was being created.
And, bring it all together
To create lasting testimonies of You...
Your greatness
Your power
Your loveliness
Your grace
Your glory
Your peace
Your healing
Your beauty
Your love
Your patience
Your joy...

Great testimonies of YOU.

Amen,
Praying Girl

Thou Art Mine

2009-11-20T19:12:00.008-06:00

24" x 48" Acrylic Painting on Canvas

Inspiration for painting:

Isaiah 43 King James Version

But now thus saith the LORD that created thee, O Jacob, and he that formed thee, O Israel, Fear not: for I have redeemed thee, I have called thee by thy name; thou art mine.

When thou passest through the waters, I will be with thee; and through the rivers, they shall not overflow thee: when thou walkest through the fire, thou shalt not be burned; neither shall the flame kindle upon thee.

For I am the LORD they God, the Holy One of Israel, thy Saviour.

I created this painting for Glory House for a silent auction.

Praying Girl

Happy Birthday to ME

2009-11-20T19:05:00.005-06:00

My birthday present from Alysia, my daughter. She designed this necklace just for me. She's such an incredibly generous, lovely, beautiful and creative daughter.

See some of Alysia's beautifully designed jewelry at prayinggirl.com.

The Praying Girl

Creating Scrap, the Cartoon Character

2009-11-01T21:23:00.005-06:00

Hunter loves to make chalk drawings on my patio. Here's one of him creating a new cartoon character. Enjoy...

Autumn in Tulsa

2009-10-31T09:34:00.008-05:00

Autumn in Tulsa certainly isn't the same as Autumn in Vermont; however, it is quite beautiful.

Prayer for Bert

2009-10-28T13:44:00.026-05:00

I have a friend who is in the hospital in very serious condition. If you happen upon this blog, please take a minute to say a prayer for Bert. I wrote the following short prayer and her family has posted it in her room. If you wish to add to the prayer, please add it in the comment section. I'll forward it on to the family. I've included a photo of Bert so you know who is receiving your blessings.

Dear God, I pray that You will continue to flood Bert's body with Your healing Balm of Gilead. I pray that You strengthen her body, mind and spirit. I also pray for those whose hands are taking care of her and ministering to all of her needs that they be guided by the Holy Spirit in all decisions concerning her. I pray that everyone who touches her is touched by her loving spirit. May God support and uphold her dear loved ones as they wait for her healing. I ask that You sustain them with Your Word which You have stored in their hearts. I ask that You bring peace to all those who love and care for Bert while she is mending from the inside out. I praise You, God for the mighty work that You are doing in and through Bert. And, I thank You, Father, for Bert and that You show her mercy and restore her to full and total health. I humbly thank You in advance for the miracles that You are performing. In Jesus's precious Holy Name, I pray. Amen.

Thank you for your prayers,
Praying Girl

UPDATE (Wed., December 16, 2009) God has answered our prayers. Our dear Bert has been discharged from the hospital. Hallelujah! Thank you to all those who prayed for Bert over the course of these many weeks. Please continue to pray for Bert and John and their daughter as they settle back into life at home and for all the faithful friends who traveled so far and spent so much time at Bert's bedside at the Mercy Hospital in Arkansas. Praise God, Bert is home for Christmas!
Sincerely,
Praying Girl

UPDATE (Friday, December 11, 2009) Great news today. The trach is out and Bert is breathing on her own. She walked about 600 ft. today. The hospital is not ready to release her yet so please keep praying that she continues to improve rapidly. Let's ask God for another miracle...home for Christmas would be wonderful. Thank you to everyone who has prayed and continues to pray for Bert. Praise God for the healing that we are observing daily.
Sincerely,
Praying Girl

UPDATE (Wednesday, December 2, 2009): So glad to be able to pass on GOOD news. PRAISE GOD! Bert is doing so well this week now she is recovering from the painful surgery last week.. She walked 300 feet today and even did a clogging step!! Please keep praying that she continues to improve quickly. Wonderful to be able to pass this on and praying the reports get better and better...

UPDATE (Thursday, November 26, 2009): Bert is still in ICU and has had a bad reaction to her medications. Please continue to frevently pray for her.

UPDATE (Tuesday, November 24, 2009): Father, dear Bert is still battling infection and other complications. She is back in ICU. As we prepare for Thanksgiving, I continue to remember Bert and her family in my prayers. I give thanksgiving for her life and ask that You, O God continue to work a miracle in her healing. Help her to hear Your voice above all others. Create a calmness in her spirit. Father, assist her in remembering all of Your Words that she has stored in her heart. Bring her into close communion with You. Protect her from the attack on her body and strengthen her more and more each day. Watch over those who love her so much that their faith, strength and courage increase. Father, we need a miracle so we come before You, humbly asking for what we cannot do on our own. We praise Your Holy Name and thank You for all of Your blessings. In Jesus's Precious Holy Name, Amen. Praying Girl

UPDATE (Friday, November 20, 2009): Bert is scheduled for more surgery tomorrow under general anesthetic. Please pray for dear Bert as she undergoes another procedure and more recovery. Pray for her surgeons that their skill will result in a successful operation. Pray for her husband John as he keeps vigil waiting for news.

UPDATE (Thursday, November 12, 2009): Bert is still not out of the woods as there is still some infection around her lungs. She needs your prayers to help sustain her. Father, we ask that You destroy this nasty infection that is threatening our dear friend. We pray for a miracle that the infection be wiped totally clean from her body. We praise You for continuing to heal her. We ask that you give her strength in her Spirit to keep fighting. We ask that you continue to send Your Holy Angels to do battle for her in the spiritual realm. We ask that you take away any worry that may be trying to take hold of her or her family. We ask that you handle their financial affairs, travel safety, adequate lodging for those from out of town, and any other needs that Bert and her family may be worrying about. Strengthen their faith mightily. Thank You, Father, for Your Almighty Arms that are holding her and her family. In Jesus's Name, Amen.
Praying Girl

UPDATE (Wednesday, November 11, 2009): Bert is doing so much better. The breathing tube has been removed and she is talking. Praise God for His miraculous healing of Bert. Please continue to pray that she regain her strength and is able to go home soon. Thank you to everyone who has visited this site and said the short prayer for Bert. Hallelujah, God is so good.

The Old Buzzard Roost

2009-10-20T09:12:00.009-05:00

The old buzzards no longer circle.
Why bother their monotonous swirl?
They're just hanging out in that old tree.
They neither toil or worry.
They're laughing at my wrinkled old carcus.
Why should they fly, why make a fuss?

You can't munch just yet on my innards
You old fat, ugly buzzards!
I'm still a kickin'
And I'm not just yet ripe for yer pickin'!
So just sit there in your deadly roost
'Cause I just ain't ready yet to let this life a-loost!

by Donna Louise Ham
(Just a funny old buzzard, herself)

Vic, Hunter & I happened upon this Buzzard Roost recently at Lake Keystone. There were buzzards everywhere. They had taken up occupancy in five trees and there was not a thing left living on any of these trees. It was very eerie in the late afternoon on an overcast day. I'm not a big fan of Halloween, but this just seemed fitting for this strangest of holidays. I don't know about you, but I'm steering clear of Cowskin Bay and the nasty buzzard roost! I hear that buzzards throw up on you if you get too close to their nest. Now, why would anyone want to get close to a buzzard or their nest? EWWWWWW!
Praying Girl

And He Screamed Like a Girl

2009-10-20T08:45:00.012-05:00

Because of my sleep apnea, I wear a lovely headgear with rubber nose plugs. It goes over my head on the top and on the base of the back of my neck. Because it leaves unsightly marks on my face, I put thin white socks over the part that touches my face. The socks end up looking like white puppy dog ears on my cheeks.

I NEVER let Vic see me this way. I cover my head! But last night, I forgot to move the alarm clock into the bedroom. Vic was safely in the garage, or so I thought. I just unplugged the whole contraption and let the air hose dangle from my nose. I looked like something out of the Star Wars bar scene. Of course, halfway from the bed to the bathroom, here came Vic. After he screamed like a girl, I just told him I was practicing for Halloween!

Praying Girl

I have to laugh at all the minor humiliations of getting older, but hearing my husband squeal like a girl made it a whole lot easier.

Flying...Not Just For Birds

2009-10-15T19:19:00.006-05:00

Flying through the air is so much fun. Just ask Hunter. He spent one whole afternoon doing just that.

Pelicans in Oklahoma?

2009-10-14T23:44:00.004-05:00

Pelicans migrate through Oklahoma. Who knew? These are finding a nice place to rest at Keystone Lake.

Toothy Cow Jawbone

2009-10-12T16:09:00.009-05:00

We decided to take our young, vivacious grandson on a little Sunday trip yesterday. What fun we had. This photo was taken at Keystone Lake where he found an Alligator Gar's top jawbone (or bottom, who knows about these things?). The teeth are pretty wicked.

Since I've been reading to him from the book On the Edge of the Dark Sea of Darkness by Andrew Peterson, it seems to me that this could really be the jawbone from a Toothy Cow or some other unknown weird creature. Ohhhh, what tales we can tell.

Backing Up

2009-10-08T17:34:00.001-05:00

I backed up my files about a month ago using www.carbonite.com. Just needed to restore all of my files and it worked beautifully. Great program and I highly recommend it. No lost data or images. Hurray!

Sun Shine and Sun Dipped Lace

2009-09-27T21:56:00.010-05:00

Hunter, my eight-year old grandson, and I sat under the tree in the front yard. He started saying rhymes and we were having fun just making up silly rhymes. The sun was streaming through the tree into my eyes, and the following poem came to me. I dedicated this poem to my precious little guy, which totally delighted him and brought a smile to my face.

Ode to Hunter

When the sun shines

upon my face,

It makes the shadows

appear as lace.

Sitting here looking

into your beautiful eyes,

I realize that you

are my wonderful surprise.

I thank the Lord

for giving you to me.

Who would have thought

that this could really be.

Fun and energy,

Play and free.

Love divine

How wonderful that you are mine.

When the sun shines

upon my face,

I delight that you ARE the pattern

of the sun-dipped lace.

Copyright Donna Louise Ham

After church, after lunch

sitting in the front yard

on the bench, on the porch.

September 27, 2009

The Praying Girl

POP, pop, pop...Are Your Smoke Detectors Working?

2009-09-26T15:07:00.013-05:00

Thursday night I awoke around 1:30 a.m. I couldn't go back to sleep. I began to pray because usually when I can't sleep, it's because God wants me to pray. I started to pray, but just couldn't go back to sleep. I tossed and turned. Afraid that I would awaken my husband, I finally got up and moved to the den at the other end of the house.

I curled up on the sofa, wrapped up with a blanket, said a few prayers and eventually fell sound asleep. Sometime around 3:30 a.m., I was startled awake by a very loud pop. It sounded like a car had hit something outside. I started to get up and investigate, but just didn't want to get up from my cozy nest. As I settled back to return to my slumber, I heard two more loud pops.

Now I was wide awake. I ventured into the kitchen and headed to the laundryroom where I thought the sound had come from. I thought that maybe the cat had gotten caught behind one of the appliances in the laundryroom and was kicking up a fuss. However, as I entered the laundryroom, I heard some smaller pops and sizzles.

I yelled for my husband that we had a fire. By now there was electrical smoke pouring out of the back of the chest-style freezer. Vic quickly started unplugging everything in the laundryroom and finally the sizzling and popping stopped.

He went back to bed and I stayed up with the fans all blowing with the front and back doors wide open. There was no going back to sleep for me. We, fortunately, had been saved from certain disaster.

I've been giving thanks to God the last two days. People may argue with me, but I feel certain God was watching over us. I very seldom sleep on the sofa. If I hadn't moved to the den, I feel certain that I would not have heard the pop. The smoke alarms did not go off. I don't know if they would have eventually sounded, but it wouldn't have been time to unplug anything. Our lungs were filled with the toxic fumes in just a few minutes. There's no telling how much toxic smoke would have filled the house until a fire actually broke out.

Today, I bought new smoke detectors for our house and both of our children's homes. I also purchased carbon monoxide detectors. I thank God that we were spared. Let this be a reminder to check or replace your smoke detectors. And, do it TODAY!

The Praying Girl

Look Forward To Change

2009-09-24T09:08:00.011-05:00

I sat by the Chiminea fire last night. It was so very peaceful. The air was cool. The backyard was lovelier than I ever remember it. The Marigolds and Petunias are still blooming as they have all Summer long. The bird feeders, the small Madonna and St. Francis statues are sweet reminders of my departed loved one. It was a pleasant evening in the crisp night air.

Dear Lord,
Thank you, Father, for that time communing with you. Watching the fire, singing Your Name. I loved the gentleness of the evening, the coolness of the Fall night. Everything is about to change as Fall approaches. For once, I look forward to change. I think I am ready for change.

Help me to keep my eyes fixed on You. I desire to be close to You. Live in my heart, in my mind, deep in my spirit. Speak to me from Your Word. Whisper Your love for me in my ear. Guide me in everything I do today. Shower me with the beauty of Your Presence all around me.

I humbly come before You robed in Your gift of salvation, repenting of my sinfulness, my weakness, my brokeness. Build me up, encourage me, fill me to overflowing with Your Holy Spirit. You are God the Father, God the Son, and God the Holy Spirit. I worship You with my whole being--physically, emotionally and spiritually. I am nothing without You.

You breathed life into me the moment I was born and You breathed life into me when I was baptized and You breathe life into me every day. Thank You for breathing Your Life into me this day. Thank You for this day which You have designed for me. Annoint my life. It is all a gift from You. I am so thankful for Your generous gifts.

Fill me with your creativity. Show me. Let Your beauty flow from me, through me this day, today. I pray that my endeavors bring You Glory. Bring others to You, closer to You. Use my life to bring You delight and make You happy that You created me.

I love You, Father. I love you, I love You, I love You.

Amen,
Your Praying Girl

The devil's got his party hat on

2009-09-18T09:07:00.008-05:00

"What was meant for evil, God will use for good." Those words keep coming to my mind this morning. I thought I'd better write them down and ruminate on their meaning. God seems to be trying to get my attention and I'm trying to listen. Other words that keep coming to my mind are "Abide in Me."

I have to admit, I am discouraged this morning. There seems to be quite a bit of evil swirling around my family right now. It is as if we are trapped in a web of someone's lies, deceit and slander. My friend used to tell me, "Girl, you must be doing something right or the devil wouldn't be trying so hard." She also used to say, "The devil's got his party hat on." That devil must have invited his cast of demons to his party. I wish he'd take his party, his friends and his hat somewhere else.

Dear God, I trust that You see everything. You know every lie or slander that is formed against me and my family. You know our hearts. I trust You, Father, that whatever evil is being hurled at us that YOU will turn it and use it for good. I will abide in You. For me and my house serve YOU. We are but Your instruments, Your vessels to use to bring You Glory. Give me a heart of forgiveness and restore joy and peace in my heart and my dear one's heart. We are Yours. Turn the wicked away from us. Keep us strong during this trial. We love You, Lord with every breath that You decide to give us. As long as we breathe, we will honor You. Our arms are outstretched toward You. We praise You with all that is within us.

In Jesus's Precious Holy Name,

Amen from the Praying Girl

Blah, Blah, Blah...BITE

2009-09-17T19:22:00.020-05:00

Ever been hurt by someone you thought you could trust? OK, how about by a person in authority, like a minister or a priest? That kind of betrayal has really knocked me to the ground, shaken me to the core. It's hard to forgive but necessary to move past the hurt. I tend to hold these men to a higher standard, but sometimes let's face it, they are still wolves in sheep's clothing. Blah, blah, blah...bite! That's what they do.

Today, I choose to do as Paul directed me from God's Holy Word. I'm just going to put on my armor, let the hurt go and try to move on...far, far away from the gnashing teeth! But, because satan is like a roaring lion, looking for someone to devour, I'm going to keep putting on the armor until God calls me home.

Ephesians 6:10-20
Finally be strong in the Lord, and in the strength of His might. Put on the full armor of God, that you may be able to stand firm against the schemes of the devil. For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the powers, against the world forces of this darkness, against the spiritual forces of wickedness in the heavenly places.

Therefore, take up the full armor of God, that you may be able to resist in the evil day, and having done everything, to stand firm. Stand firm therefore, having girded your loins with TRUTH , and having put on the breastplate of RIGHTEOUSNESS, and having shod your feet with the preparation of the GOSPEL OF PEACE; in addition to all, taking up the SHIELD OF FAITH with which you will be able to extinguish all the flaming missiles of the evil one. And take the helmet of SALVATION, and the sword of the SPIRIT, which is the WORD OF GOD. With all prayer and petition pray at all times in the Spirit, and with this in view, be on the alert with all perseverance and petition for all the saints, and pray on my behalf, that utterance may be given to me in the opeing of my mouth to make known with boldness the mystery of the gospel, for which I am an ambassador in chains; that in proclaiming it I may speak boldly as I ought to speak.

Dear God, please help me tonight to rest my head at Your Holy Feet knowing that You are ever present. I cannot see the answers, the way, the path. But, You, Almighty God, can. You will guide my steps. I choose to follow You. You, alone do I trust. Thank you, Father, that when everyone else fails me, You are truly honorable, good and trustworthy. You alone are worthy of praise.

Only You, God, can create the sunset.

Only You, God can make the raindrops.

So, why do I doubt that You will make a way for me in this wilderness?
I will trust You even when I cannot see the path.

Amen from the Praying Girl

Step-by-Step Paint Removal Techniques

2009-08-28T08:14:00.009-05:00

I came up with this technique after dumping a whole gallon of ugly gray paint in the floorboard of my car.

Open car door.
The paint can lid has become disconnected with the paint can. You observe that the entire gallon of paint is now completely covering the floor of your car...SCREAM.
Shut the car door and slowly compose yourself.
When the screaming has stopped, reopen the car door.
Make a plan of action before starting to move the items you had in the floorboard out of the car. If you just start picking up the stuffed animal, briefcase and plastic bag and flinging them out onto the grass beside your driveway, paint will follow every item. PLAN FIRST!
Getting mad will get you nowhere. (Not a technique, just an observation.)
Because you didn't make a plan and you were mad, you now have paint on nearly every surface of your car, on the outside of your car, the driveway...and most importantly all over yourself!
STOP!
Go inside your house, locate every paper towel, old rags and plastic trash bags.
Return to car. If you realize at this moment that you have left your purse, car keys and other important personal possesions sitting on the hood of your car (and they are still there), secure these items. (This item should be moved to #9)
Return to the house, sit in the middle of the floor (because your knees have given out) and thank God that no one stole your purse! No need to mention to Him about the car keys. Who would want to steal a car that reeked of paint!
Now, you are ready!
Don't even bother with rubber gloves because you are already covered in paint from #5.
Open plastic bag.
If you were lucky to have a floor mat, about 1/2 gallon of paint is on the floor mat (lucky you). Carefully pick up the floor mat. Quickly move the floor mat over the door frame and deposit it into the trash bag. Don't worry, about spillage now, it's too late for that. As the paint runs off of the floor mat, some will spill onto the seat, the door frame, the pavement, your pant leg, your sandals, and your toes. Leave it for later.
OK, you're getting into the really messy details now. You will be tempted to stand up straight, survey the disaster before you and say, "I give up." DON'T DO IT! BE STRONG!
Take the first roll of paper towels, tear off half a dozen or so, and start mopping up the paint. That's right...you are already covered in paint anyway, so what's the problem?
Repeat Step 17 until you run out of the first roll of paper towels. Reach for the second roll. It's OK if it's only a partial roll, use what you have. Continue, sopping up the paint.
Don't, I said DON'T wipe the sweat from your face. Big mistake at this point.
If you didn't read Step 19, and wiped the sweat from your face, just remember that paint will wash off of your hands and face. It's a little more difficult to get it out of your hair.
DON'T CRY if you are alone! It only makes things worse. However, if husband drives up at this stage, CRYING AND SOBBING IS REQUIRED! Just let him comfort you. It will take the focus off of the disaster he is seeing for the first time, and give him something important to do.
If your husband hasn't arrived yet, you might want to call a friend to get a little sympathy. This step is not required and may prove dangerous to your cell phone functionality.
After you have mopped and sopped up as much of the paint from the carpet that you can, it's time to stop.
Clean up or throw away all that is now on the grass beside your driveway. If your husband is still around, don't be shy, ALLOW him to help you!
After everything is done, go inside. Wash as much paint off of you as you can, change your clothes, and your shoes. Don't forget to wash the paint from between your toes. Then, fix your lunch. Afterall, that's why you came home in the first place.
After lunch, return to the car, open door.
OPEN WINDOWS (move this to Step 12).
Job complete.
It's very important to have a gracious and loving husband (or friend). He will dry your tears, tell you it's OK, tell you that the carpet needed to be replaced anyway, and help you to laugh at the whole thing. Then, you need to buy a huge floor mat to temporarily cover the ugly gray paint that is now covering the once dark blue carpet.
If Step 29 is impossible for you, then there's always Cash for Clunkers. Oops, sorry, that ended last Monday!

Good luck!

Gray Puddles

2009-08-26T14:17:00.010-05:00

Getting the condo ready to sell has taken 8 months of my hard labor and too much of my hard earned money. I might add, money that I didn't have. After painting the entire condo--walls, ceilings, baseboards, cabinets and doors--I thought I was finished. I thought too soon. The air conditioner decided to quit cooling. Then the plumbing needed some work. After that, the carpet had to be replaced. Finally, everything was done, and I put it on the market. Wham! I got a bite one week after it went on the market. Things were going pretty good, too good.

The potential buyer made an offer, I countered and they countered again. We finally came to an agreement and the contract was signed. However, the buyers wanted more repairs. Seems as if the dishwasher was going out, the drains wouldn't drain, all the outlets near the sinks needed to be upgraded and the exhaust fan in the bathroom needed repair. Did I say this was becoming a money pit?

The only thing out of that list that didn't actually need repair or replacement was the dishwasher. THANK GOD! Seems as if there was a clear plastic spoon in the bottom of the dishwasher that made a horrible sound. The "Inspector" said it was a bearing going out. Silly inspector...I simply eliminated the spoon, which magically eliminated the noise in the dishwasher. Instant fix! HALLELUJAH.

Thought I was home free. Of course, I happened to look up at the exhaust fan repair and realized the electrician had left a gaping hole in the ceiling. More calls, more money. Is there ever an end to this story. Will I make it to Friday's closing?

I decided to touch up a bit of paint on the fireplace mantle. Thinking ahead this morning, I put the gallon-size can full of the left-over paint in my car. Unfortunately, the lid was not sealed completely and I opening my car door to find the entire can of paint no longer residing in the can but in a gallon-size gray puddle in the floorboard of my car!

I think I'm going to play it safe and keep my sanity. The fireplace mantle will have to stay as is with no touch-up paint. Friday can't get here soon enough. Who knows, by the time I get to the closing, I may be the gray puddle in the floorboard of my car! Gray has never been one of my favorite colors anyway.

Too Young to be a Grandma!

2009-08-18T17:06:00.020-05:00

"Mimi, you're not a Grandma," Hunter, my 8-year old grandson proudly commented OUT LOUD! We were having Sunday dinner at Wendy's, one of his favorite places to eat. The place was quite crowded so everyone could hear what he was saying.

I said, "But, honey, I am your Grandma. You just happen to call me Mimi, and I..."

"No!" Hunter interrupted. "You're too young. When you're old, you'll have white hair and then you are a Grandma. Right now, you're Mimi!"

The little white-haired ladies sitting behind him didn't seem to appreciate that statement. I, on the other hand, felt like doing hand springs.

Who cares if the blonde effect comes from a bottle. What Hunter doesn't know, won't hurt him. After all, I'm too young to be a grandma. I plan on being Mimi for a long, long, long time!

I looked at Vic and said, "There you have it, Papa. It's official. I'm young, and I'm not a Grandma...I'm MIMI!"

First Day of Spring

2009-08-16T21:22:00.005-05:00

On the first day of Spring five years ago, my daughter and three-year old grandson accompanied me to the City of Tulsa Animal Shelter. I invited them along to help me select a dog to adopt. I wanted a dog who would not only be a companion for me, but would also be a playmate for my grandson.

We were shocked at how many dogs were at the shelter that Saturday. I wanted to take them all home. After a couple of rounds through the shelter, we started making lists of the dogs that were potential candidates. By about the tenth round, we had come back to the same cage several times. I said a prayer and chose the dog whose "rap sheet" said she was very sweet.

On our way home from the shelter, my daughter and I were trying to give our beautiful new dog an appropriate name. We discussed several flowery names, but nothing really fit. Almost at the same time, we both said, "Today's the first day of Spring." And Spring had her name. Like Spring showers bring flowers, our Spring showers us with love and affection.

She stole our hearts immediately and after only a week in our home, I was certain that God answered my prayer and helped me to choose the perfect dog for me. The First Day of Spring had definitely arrived on that day of March 20, 2004.

Eunice Kennedy Shriver Leaves a Legacy

2009-08-11T09:51:00.011-05:00

Eunice Kennedy Shriver, founder of Special Olympics, passed away this morning. She was 88 years old. I never met the lady, but she extraordinarily changed the lives of countless people with intellectual disabilities. Her story is a magnificent testament of what one person can do to change the world.

I was invited to go to one of the first Special Olympics events in Houston, Texas back in 1969. I didn't go. I didnt' think it was cool. I had better things to do with my life as a Sophomore in high school. What a silly, selfish, self-centered teenager I was!

It wasn't until 2002 that I was introduced to Special Olympics, once again in Texas. My entire family from Tulsa traveled to Rowlett, Texas to watch Taylor, my nephew compete in a Special Olympics Summer Games event. As I sat in the stands, I was ecstatic to see the joy on my nephew's face. He was running and laughing, thoroughly enjoying the attention and the excitement of the day's events.

Something else struck a chord in me, though. It was the jubilation and pride that I saw in my brother, sister-in-law, and their two other children. Here they were, in a football stadium, with a crowd of screaming fans cheering on their son. This was something that was incredible to behold. I suppose their joy is what touched my heart the most. It was not just my nephew's joy, but his entire family's joy (including my own family's joy) that put us all on cloud nine.
Little did I know that a year later, I would be employed by Special Olympics Oklahoma. That connection had been made long before my employment, and I see life-changing events on a regular basis now.

We have Eunice Kennedy Shriver to thank for her vision to see beyond people's limitations. She started a movement that will not be stopped. We still repeat the motto that she recited at the very first 1968 Special Olympics Games at Soldier Field in Chicago.

"Let me win. But, if I cannot win, let me be brave in the attempt."

Thank you, Eunice Kennedy Shriver for your service to all those with intellectual disabilities. My condolences go out to her family. May her legacy of love and determination for all those with intellectual disabilites live on through you.

A wonderful website has been created to chronicle Eunice Kennedy Shriver's life. Visit http://www.eunicekennedyshriver.org/. Then, give thanks to God for this incredible woman's life.

Donna Ham

Sea of Galilee

2009-08-10T22:05:00.011-05:00

My daughter designed a beautiful necklace for me. It represents my trip to the Sea of Galilee during my visit to Israel a few years ago. I love it!

Each bead and design element means something spiritual. Visit Alysia's blog to learn why she created this necklace and why Psalm 91 is represented in this beautiful piece of jewelry. http://tinyurl.com/nxaoqa

God's in the Picture

2009-08-06T11:43:00.005-05:00

The NASA image for today is amazing. The fact that we can actually take this type of photo is astonishing in itself. But, it's the density of the stars in the Milky Way that is the most incredible. God's Hand is everywhere I look, through a magnifying lens or a telescopic lens...it really doesn't matter...He's always in the picture. Praise God.

http://www.nasa.gov/multimedia/imagegallery/image_feature_1439.html

I Opened My Mouth and Panted

2009-07-29T08:34:00.007-05:00

I awoke this morning gripped with fear and gasping for breath. My stomach was churning and I felt as if I were paralized with doom and gloom. As I stumbled out of bed and started getting ready for work, the fear did not subside.

It was early enough that I had time to pray and write in my journal. As I wrote God a letter from my heart, I poured out my fears to Him. He listened politely and let me write it all down. When I was finished writing, I opened my Bible to the next verses in Psalms in my daily study.

God had been silent, patient and waiting to speak. And speak, He did! As I read His Words I could feel His Holy Presence and His encouragement and His everlasting love for me.

If you find yourself gripped with fear, unable to move, take courage dear friend. Open the Bible and let His Inspired Words enfold you with His everlasting love for you. Call upon His Name, and He will listen. Then allow Him to speak to your heart through His Word. "For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." Jeremiah 29:11

Psalm 119:129 - 149

Thy testimonies are wonderful: therefore doth my soul keep them.
The entrance of thy words giveth light; it giveth understanding unto the simple.
I opened my mouth, and panted: for I longed for thy commandments.
Look thou upon me, and be merciful unto me, as thou usest to do unto those that love thy name.
Order my steps in thy word: and let not any iniquity have dominion over me.
Deliver me from the oppression of man: so will I keep thy precepts.
Make thy face to shine upon thy servant; and teach me thy statutes.
Rivers of waters run down mine eyes, because they keep not thy law.
Righteous art thou, O LORD, and upright are thy judgments.
Thy testimonies that thou hast commanded are righteous and very faithful.
My zeal hath consumed me, because mine enemies have forgotten thy words.
Thy word is very pure: therefore thy servant loveth it.
I am small and despised: yet do not I forget thy precepts.
Thy righteousness is an everlasting righteousness, and thy law is the truth.
Trouble and anguish have taken hold on me: yet thy commandments are my delights.
The righteousness of thy testimonies is everlasting: give me understanding, and I shall live.
I cried with my whole heart; hear me, O LORD: I will keep thy statutes.
I cried unto thee; save me, and I shall keep thy testimonies.
I prevented the dawning of the morning, and cried: I hoped in thy word.
Mine eyes prevent the night watches, that I might meditate in thy word.
Hear my voice according unto thy lovingkindness: O LORD, quicken me according to thy judgment.

My memory verse for today: "For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." Jeremiah 29:11

May God bless you today and give you hope,

Donna

The Blue Green Paintings

2009-07-25T18:18:00.013-05:00

Blue Green 214 The Lord is my portion; I have promised to keep Thy Words. Psalm 119:57

These three new abstract acrylic paintings go beautifully together using earthtones, greens, blues and turquoise colors. Each painting is 6" x 10" on 185 lb acrylic cold press paper. I have been reading Psalm 119 and each one of these paintings represents a verse.

Green Blue 222 I entreated Thy favor with all my heart; Be gracious to me according to Thy Word. Psalm 119:58.

Green Blue 224 I considered my ways, And turned my feet to Thy testimonies. Psalm 119:59.

Heartwalk

2009-07-23T19:50:00.007-05:00

Acrylic on Canvas
12" x 12" x 1 1/2"

I call this work Heartwalk. It reflects God's never ending love for us. It was God's Only Son, Jesus's heartwalk to the Cross that made a way for us to be reconciled to God the Father. We worship God, the Son, for the gift of His broken heart and body for us. God's perfect Son's sacrifice made it possible for us to be forgiven. The greatest gift ever given to man. Thank you, God, for sending Your Son to show us the way, the ONLY way to You.

Perseverance Builds Character

2009-07-22T10:10:00.000-05:00

I was just pondering how so many people I know are suffering - loss of a job; loss of good health; loss of a friend or loved one to death; loss of or the threat of the loss of their business; loss of their self-esteem; loss of their home; loss of the freedom to make their own decisions; loss of their ability to communicate; loss due to Alzheimer's; loss of a child; loss due to drugs and/or alcohol; loss due to obesity; loss due to a disease or illness; and the list goes on and on.

For those of us who fall into any or even many of these categories, God has a message for us from His Holy Scriptures. I hope you can hang on to these words of encouragement today. I'll hold on with you, too, with hope in my heart.

"...we know that suffering produces perseverance; perseverance, character; and character, hope." Romans 5:3-4

Light Came Into the World

2009-07-21T21:55:00.001-05:00

In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was with God in the beginning.

Through him all things were made; without him nothing was made that has been made. In him was life, and that life was the light of men. The light shines in the darkness, but the darkness has not understood it.

There came a man who was sent from God; his name was John. He came as a witness to testify concerning that light, so that through him all men might believe. He himself was not the light; he came only as a witness to the light. The true light that gives light to every man was coming into the world.

He was in the world, and though the world was made through him the world did not recognize him. He came to that which was his own, but his own did not receive him. Yet to all who received him, to those who believed in his name, he gave the right to become children of God--children born not of natural descent, nor of human decision or a husband's will, but born of God.

The Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us. We have seen his glory, the glory of the One and Only, who came from the Father, full of grace and truth.

John testifies concerning him. He cries out, saying, "This was he of whom I said, 'He who comes after me has surpassed me because he was before me.'" From the fullness of his grace we have all received one blessing after another. For the law was given through Moses; grace and truth came through Jesus Christ. No one has ever seen God, but God the One and Only, who is at the Father's side, has made him known.

John 1:1-15 King James version

Pouting Boy Results in Pastel Sunrise Painting

2009-07-15T00:31:00.000-05:00

The final landscape abstract painting reflects a pink and peach colored sky on a cool summer morning. But, it didn't exactly start out that way.

My grandson arrived while I was in the middle of painting on the back patio. I thought he would enjoy painting with me. I squeezed out red, blue and green paint on a Styrofoam plate for him. However, he was pouting about something and wouldn't paint on the acrylic paper I had prepared for him. He just turned up his nose at my efforts to get him to join in, and he finally went inside to watch TV. Not wanting to waste a single bit of paint, I added some water with the paint and swept it across a canvas. Then I left it to dry.

The next morning, I awoke early and sat on my patio to write in my journal. The sky was the exact same color as the paint I had applied the day before. I basically just started from there and enjoyed experimenting with the watercolor effect.

As for my little pouting boy? Well, he finally snapped out of it and we had a lovely evening, just without painting.

Stunning Tulsa Sky before the storm

2009-07-08T10:09:00.000-05:00

A storm was moving into Tulsa this morning and a sliver of a white cloud was peeking through the top of the thunderheads. The scene was stunning, and I took several photos before the sky changed and the white cloud completely disappeared.

I would like your critique of the three photos in this blog. Which photo is best and why? Your opinion is most appreciated.

Donna Louise Ham
http://www.prayinggirl.com/

Raccoons & Opossums Really Like Me!

2009-07-08T08:42:00.000-05:00

I came into work Tuesday morning to find my birdfeeder demolished, sadly tossed aside on the asphalt parking lot. My immediate response was who would want to destroy a birdfeeder and why. I was hurt and disillusioned at the type of human who would do such a thing. It didn't occur to me that something non human was at the heart of the matter. A friend stopped by to see me as I was lamenting over my broken feeder. I couldn't take my eyes off of the tangled, mangled feeder that I had placed on my desk. My friend matter-of-factly stated that it was probably a raccoon who was responsible. The proverbial lightbulb literally flashed over my head.

I was delighted to know that a passerby had not detroyed my property, but now I was perplexed as to how to resolve the issue of a four-legged creature stealing my birdseed and demolishing my feeder. Another lightbulb flashed, and I decided to do some research about the culprit.

I found a great article on raccoon and opossum control at http://tinyurl.com/l8sl4f. I liked the solutions presented because nothing would be harmful to the animal. The best solution, however, was one I came up with myself. It is a simple solution and won't cost a dime! Have you guessed it yet? I will simply bring the birdfeeder inside every night and put it back out in the morning. Problem solved!

As for feeding the raccoons and opossums who love my bird seed...those pesky critters are all on their own!

2009-07-07T22:28:00.001-05:00

Having fun in Oklahoma City with some of the street statues.

Taking a Bird Break

2009-07-06T15:42:00.000-05:00

At 3:45 p.m. today, I am deciding to take a short break, a "bird break" that is. You see, I recently rearranged my desk so that I could actually look out my window. I thought since there's nothing back here to look at, that I would make a little oasis outside my window. I purchased a small bird feeder and installed it right at my eye level.

It didn't take long before birds were flocking to the feeder. After several weeks now, I am feeding my feathered friends regularly. Some days I have to reload the bird feeder up to three times before I go home!

I've seen Sparrows, Cardinals, Doves, Finches (one of them is as red as a Cardinal) and an occasional pair of ugly Black Crows. I watched the other day as a small squirrel scampered over and started helping himself to the seeds knocked to the ground.

I have my own tiny nature center going on right outside my window. They are bringing me great joy and breaking up my day. I love taking my "bird breaks" throughout the day reminding me that the wild things are still near even in the city. And maybe, just maybe, there's a small bit of the wild still in me.

Becoming Childlike

2009-07-02T14:25:00.000-05:00

If I am to become childlike, I have decided to study what that means. By photographing children doing what they do best...PLAYING, I am learning daily to just have fun.

Morning's Glory

2009-07-02T10:58:00.000-05:00

I awoke early this morning, about 5:45 a.m. Ordinarily I would relish sleeping in on a day off from work; however, God was calling me this morning to spend some time with Him. I'm so glad I did! Sweet communion with the Lover of my Soul.

I moved out onto my patio, arranged my journal on my lap, my Bible and devotional, "God Calling" on the table. It was a quiet, cool morning at the beginning of July. Usually it is already too hot, but today was different.

I love this time of the day. It's gentle and quiet like my soul before the noises and confusion of the day. How wonderful You are O, Lord of my life. I am so abundantly thankful to have the gift of this morning.

You, Oh God, provide for the multitude of birds that live in the trees in and around my yard. Then, there's the big old bunny rabbit who lives under the storage building beside the house. He pops out usually in the evenings. I wonder if the tomato plants will survive the birds and the bunnies. We'll see.

Oh, Lord, Your mercy is so great. I marvel at the works of Your Hands. You fashioned each leaf of every tree and plant. You designed each with Your beautiful paint brush--selecting a multitude of brilliant, but sometimes subtle and subdued colors. Everything has a place and a purpose. Just as You have fashioned me--with brilliant, but sometimes subtle and subdued colors and nuances. Thank You, Father, for creating me. I know I am magnificently and wonderfully made. I pray, Oh God, that I bring You joy. I am overwhelmingly sorry that I have ever disappointed You. I know I fail miserably every day. But, God, You know my heart and my intentions. You are quick to forgive and quick to correct. Thank you, God.

Oh, God, it happened too fast this morning--the birds are all awake, the men are working nearby, the traffic noises are louder, sirens blasting through my quiet morning--it happened too fast, this waking of the world. The birds in the tree seem to be arguing and jockeying for position...or, maybe, Momma's just being Momma and saying to everyone, "It's time to get up!"

Ahh, Morning's Glory!

OKC Thunder invite Special Olympics Oklahoma Athletes to Basketball Clinic

2009-07-01T17:06:00.000-05:00

Yesterday was a big day. Special Olympics Oklahoma was invited to a basketball clinic that the OKC Thunder hosted in their new INTEGRIS Health Practice Facility. Coach Brooks, OKC Thunder and Rumble were all there to work with the Special Olympics athletes. It was AWESOME! I believe we were the first group who has been invited in to see the new facility.

Coach Brooks divided the 32 athletes into 3 groups. Then he and his players worked with the athletes and everyone had a great time.

Visit http://www.nba.com/thunder/ to view the story and photo gallery.

This is the NBA! How many people get to be coached by an NBA Coach and professional athletes. Like I said, yesterday was a BIG DAY!

Donna

God's Lovingkindness

2009-06-30T20:36:00.000-05:00

There is nothing that God cannot do. He is sovereign over all things. The world bows to His Power and Glory and Majesty. If He wills it, the earth would be nothing...less than dust and ashes. But, His lovingkindness is everlasting. He loves His creation - the earth and all its creatures and inhabitants. He loves us so much that even though we are great sinners, He makes a way of reconciliation for us. How great is our God.

After writing the above in my journal this morning, I opened my Bible for my morning meditation. The Psalm I was to read for today was Psalm 118. As I read I was amazed and thrilled at the words because...

Psalm 118 repeats FOUR times in the first four verses: "His lovingkindness is everlasting."

I just love it when God reveals Himself so near to my heart. He put an exclamation point where I just put a period.