I think the time as finally come for me to confess that I need some time off. I have been physically strong to say the least, and posting that used to be so much fun for me has become something I have been struggling with; I now need to summon all my willpower to complete a post.
Please, bear with me. Will be back as soon as I’m able to. Meanwhile, I will continue to visit my favourite blogs and read updates from all my subscriptions when I can.
Peace an Love,
Got tagged yesterday by Channelofhealing, I must say this is a new but fascinating concept, like this meme though.
The rules are as follows:
1. Copy and paste the story below, and the rules, on your blog.2. Find out whom you’re going to tag. (2-3 people, or more, if you wish)3. Write one or two sentences to continue the story, and use the titles of the blogs you’re tagging or any word(s) associated with them as keywords in the links you include in your part of the story.4. Remember to tell your tagged that you’ve tagged them!5. Feel free to use this and start your own viral link story. I’d very much appreciate a link back to Mother’s Home! if you do. (Or a tag, if you prefer!)Here it goes;
Mother’s Home! the cave troll yelled. I have been out all day strangling chickens like CRAZY! for the evil Empress. All i want now is a MOment to myself, but i keep getting Linda talking Drivel, but that is better than a certain someone Mooing. Then suddenly what should appear but the NOT evil Empress and all her strangled chickens and Mags cooked them all up and made us a lovely cake to eat. Gracie wanted all the cake for herself but the NOT evil Empress was able to hack off a good sized slab for herself!!! Ha ha ha, Gracie belched loudly after eating all the scrumptious cake that Mags had baked and watched Callie scrappin’ with Sarge about who was gonna win Big Brother 8. Sarge started humming “Dixie,” and almost choked on the bite of cake in his mouth! So he got some coffee to go to wash down the cake. The coffee helped a bit but he had to vocalize before he started singing again so he began, “Mi mi mi mi mi mi mi mi mi mi mi mi…”…who heard him all the way from Bloggingham Palace and said, “Where is that awful noise coming from? Is there a sick wailing Wacky Mom loose in the woods?” She said, “I’ll bet Songbird can teach him to sing!” but she was busy BONDing in the desert with Kathleen who sat writing heresy in her diary. She was absolutely no help. So Mi-Mi asked Kat to put him on the PP&P list to save his sorry soul. Alas, Ralph the Airhead made a new batch but the Patti-cakes fell in Polliwog’s Pond and nobody got to eat cake after all! It was all Bee’s fault (somehow). Feeling sorry for herself, she pranced over to Odat’s for a dance but she only heard strange mumbling…That mumbling, however, resulted from The Alien Next Door trying to clone Justin Stanely’s Weblog. The meticulous and risky cloning occurred throughout several millennia, past, present, and future. Or so it seemed; no one could keep count. It was just too much. The mind-numbing years had finally sublimed the earth into a pristine Bobbarama. All well and good, said Bob, but whatever happened to the rules? Before anyone got hurt, however, enough stars fell and crashed to alert Sci-Fi Girl, who grabbed her laptop and returned to the woods, where Mimi’s Dating Profile popped up, allowing a lion to lie happily next to a lamb…Now, the insane writer burst into the forest, kissing the dogwood and sat on the lion, spinning tales about sci-fi girl’s boyfriend, sci-fi guy, who had his eye on [her] DNA, which he was hoping to sell for anything goes. But just then the mad goat lady and the drowsey monkey pranced into the forest and sang a truly quiet symphony, which annoyed the insane writer.“What’s that funky sound?” screamed sci-fi guy.“Well, it sure isn’t a raspberry-latte!” grumbled the insane writer. “Get a grip, sci-fi guy! You’re my main character! I expect you to know how to split an atom! Ignore that woman and her indolent pet! Now, go and do your dastardly thing!”Kissing the dogwood had been a lure, a trap set by the Mighty Morgan to take control of the BlogWood. Those petulant witches disguised as writers must be eradicated, them and their man slaves. She stuck her talons into the lion with A Twist and a Skewer till it rolled over and laughingly pleaded to go back to Neverland where it had been extremely happy. Her faithful followers, the Gargons grouped around her skirt folds, drooling and kissing her hem in adoration. “Here, take this poison” she commanded, “why? (asked) paisley“, the only rebel in the camp. “To blight their computers my little friends, it’s a special potion A Bit of This and a Dash of the Other“…she smiled mysteriously in her best Mae West accent and set off in search of the Englebert Humperdink Fan Club.As she dashed off little did she know that Sherrell disguised in a SpeedCat Hollydale costume was hiding under the swing over at Rplayground, “Don’t worry”, she whispered aloud to herself, “That witch will never get away with this!” and proceeded towards the Gargons that had for a moment turned there backs on the posion left by the witch Mighty Morgan .Just as Sherrell was about to grab the poison and save the Blogwood she was tackled by Denny the Backwoods Drifter who happened to be hunting SpeedCat Hollydales. The commotion alerted the gargons who with the lightning speed of ole Mother Home descended upon Sherrell and Denny. Sherrell sighed and said "drat that Mighty Morgan, if only Channel were here, she'd know what to do."
finally... fear not Channel arrives at the scene alongside with her three angels bola, Deb, and Brooke fully charged with the blood of Jesus Christ , this made me remember when Mike said Awanabe washed too, before long we heard a big shout Isaiah son of the "Jesus Christ" the conqueror of that evil Spirit that possessed Mighty Morgan said All I need is Justawitness that suzyqt and Hummie are not in anyway endangered by the poison for I know that Anna must have been watching from afar to see what Sherrel would do, but saw Nada afar off whispering words of inspiration into Bola’s hear and I asked myself why LFXT had to be left out of this great discovery when Manchild had already gotten his own share of the booty brought in by SantaClaus.
You are next am waiting....
Mesh was not like any other married woman; she was a beauty, slim with all the right curves in the right places. She was the envy of her women friends and many of her husband’s friends do praise the proud husband for having such a beautiful woman for a wife. You need to know her to appreciate the work God did on her, after three children she is still able to glow and radiate such beauty. Mesh has a sister who is not as beautiful as she is and when people refer to the differences in their looks she always answered that her sister took after their father’s side of the family. When they were younger, a sort of rivalry does exist between them, Mesh is quiet, intelligent and easygoing christain, people loved her, while her sister Rate is quite the opposite and was always jealous of the attention she received whenever they were together. After her graduation from the university, Mesh decided to settle down with her heartthrob, God blessed them and they were able to live comfortably well in their own apartment. When Rate also graduated from college, Mesh asked her to come live with her and her family, they all got along so well that people do think that Rate is Mesh’s sister in law instead of her sister because she was so close to the husband, Jack. Both were always seen strolling together in the neighbourhood, holding hands and so on. People started to pass side comments and insinuate all sorts of things and even asking Mesh to confirm the true relationship between Rate and herself. Mesh refused to listen to all this simply because she did not think there is anything bad in her sister and her husband being so close. She still did not think that there was anything going on even when the oldest of her three children asked her why daddy and auntie Rate sometimes locked themselves in auntie Rate’s room when mummy was not at home.
The matter finally came to a head when she had to come back home early from a trip to find her husband’s car parked in their garage when he was supposed to be at work. She entered the house with trepidation, thinking the husband has been sick and had to come home from work. Upon entering their living room, she got the shock of her life and she instantly wished she had paid attention to all those insinuations from friends and neighbours alike. It was not easy for her to discover that all this while her sister has been having illicit affair with her husband right under her nose. The husband and sister she trusted and loved so much, her question was;
If her husband could do it, why should her sister, her own flesh and blood?
If her husband had to be unfaithful, why does it have to be with her sister?
How long has her husband been cheating on her behind her back?
What does she do now? (She does not believe in divorce and she loved the man so much, BUT HER OWN SISTER!)
Disclaimer
Please note that the names mentioned here are not actual names of persons.
It’s a great honor to receive Zubli and Shinade Silver Recommended Read Award for MumsDadsChildren and Life Blog. I must say I am thankful to this duo.
Two men went fishing. One man was an experienced fisherman, the other wasn't. Every time the experienced fisherman caught a big fish, he put it in his ice chest to keep it fresh. Whenever the inexperienced fisherman caught a big fish, he threw it back. The experienced fisherman watched this go on all day and finally got tired of seeing this man waste good fish. "Why do you keep throwing back all the big fish you catch?" he asked.The inexperienced fisherman replied, "I only have a small frying pan." Sometimes, like that fisherman, we throw back the big plans, big dreams, big jobs, big opportunities that God gives us. Our faith is too small. We laugh at that fisherman who didn't figure out that all he needed was a bigger frying pan; yet how ready are we to increase the size of our faith?Whether it's a problem or a possibility, God will never give you anything bigger than you can handle. That means we can confidently walk into anything God brings our way.You can do all things through Christ - He'll give you the strength. (Philippians 4:13).Nothing is too big for God. Stop telling God you've got big problems, but instead tell your problems to a big God!
This is a reference to Channelofhealing’s God Is Always In Control... so don't worry about a thing!
You see often times some of us found ourselves being victims of circumstances beyond our control, some of these things happen and we wish we could have prevented it (the bad ones) and some happen that we welcome with open arms (the good things) even though, the occurrence is not of our own making. One of the former is the situation of one of my neighbours. He’s been a good friend to my family, which made it possible for me to know a few things about him. I learnt sometimes back that he lost his job and till date he has not been able to secure a new job. I guess he must have tried so many times and when there was no luck decided to resign to his faith. The most frustrating thing is that his extended family members do not want to understand that he presently does not have any means to support himself. I think they believe that if he can still afford to pay rent on a nice flat in a choice location, then he has money and the wife is probably prevailing on him not to assist his family financially. All through this, he and the wife have been praying and sometimes hold all night vigil. Whenever the man complains, our advice is God is still in control of the situation, praying that one of these days God will remove every obstacle on the road to their opportunity.
This may be difficult for him and others like him to believe, but everyone has a story and no one is immune to problems, and for as many as believe God for an opportunity to breakthrough, it should be at the back of their minds that there would always be obstacles on the way, but through it all God is in control. Life is not a bed of roses, if it were; Joseph would not have had to go through all that trouble. Remember, he had a dream, which he shared with his brothers who hated him with all the passion in their body, they sold him into slavery, and as a slave in Egypt, his master’s wife framed him for something he did not do. He was instantly thrown into prison, where his gift of interpretation of dreams came to light. And because God was in control of his situation, he removed the obstacle in his way by allowing him be the only man that could interpret Pharaoh’s dream.(God did this when he thought the time was right ,in his own time)
What do you think of that, know it that troubles may be lasting, but it is not everlasting and if you can be patient, your day will come, when your light will have no other choice than to SHINE fort for all to see.
Please be happy.
Read about a young man who got into marriage without thinking or counting the cost involved. He was unable to pay the dowry demanded by his inlaws, but he was permitted to go ahead and marry with the promise that he will pay later. After paying some instalment, he was unable to pay the balance even after several years of marriage. He could not even meet up with the many obligations that had come up. He obviously was ignorant of the responsibilities that come with marriage. He did not count the cost, forgetting that every crown has its own cost.
You don't just run into something because it feels good or sounds good or looks good. Before you go ahead , you have to sit down and ask yourself, how will this affect my family? My reputation? How will this affect my health? The other commitments I've already made?
What could this cost me financially? How is it going to affect my time with God? What temptations is this going to throw me into? What am I sacrificing to do this? Can I really live with what this might cost me?
Remember; whatever cost you nothing will add up to nothing in your life.
Counting the cost is important in any decision making.
Have a blessed day.
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