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  1. Well Not all of us are bad.... Me and hubby both are PK kids and I feel we turned out pretty good...LOL

     

    I think we are all human and we all make mistakes. I am sure that we have both done things that daddy would not be proud of but I am sure that everyone could say the same thing.

  2. I remember that saying.  It was if your child ate sand or dirt they needed to take zinc.

     

     

    I am not sure if it is zinc or not that their body needs but if you just really like to eat sand I would say you are missing something in the head...:) I just can't seem to think why anyone would want to eat sand.

  3. We need to get it fixed to where we can have all the computers in our house online at one time. The way it is now we have the DSL box on a computer in my bedroom but each of our kids have a computer and we have to sign off for them to be able to sign on to the other computers. We just have not took the time to get the other equipment so we can get them all on line.

  4. We have a guy that comes by the bank about once a week selling steaks and I know several of the girls buy from him all the time. I have never bought anything but the girls have always had good luck with what they have bought.

  5. A cold March wind danced around the dead of night in Dallas as the

    doctor

    walked into the small hospital room of Diana Blessing. Still groggy

    from

    surgery, her husband David held her hand as they braced themselves for

    the

    latest news. That afternoon of March 10, 1991, complications had forced

    Diana, only 24 weeks pregnant, to undergo an emergency Cesarean to

    deliver the

    couple's new daughter, Dana Lu Blessing. At 12" long and weighing only

    one

    pound and nine ounces, they already knew she was perilously premature.

     

    Still, the doctor's soft words dropped like bombs. "I don't think she's

    going to make it," he said, as kindly as he could. There's only a

    10-percent

    chance she will live through the night, and even then, if by some slim

    chance

    she does make it, her future could be a very cruel one."

     

    Numb with disbelief, David and Diana listened as the doctors described

    the

    devastating problems Dana would likely face if she survived.

     

     

    She would never walk, she would never talk, she would probably be blind,

    and she would certainly be prone to other catastrophic conditions

    from

    cerebral palsy to complete mental retardation, and on and on.

    No! No," was all Diana could say. She and David, with their 5 year old

    son

    Dustin, had long dreamed of the day they would have a daughter to become

    a

    family of four. Now, within a matter of hours,that dream was slipping

    away.

     

     

    Through the dark hours of morning as Dana held onto life by the thinnest

    thread, Diana slipped in and out of sleep, growing more and more

    determined

    that their tiny daughter would live and live to be a healthy,happy young girl.

     

     

     

    But David, fully awake and listening to additional dire details of their

    daughter's chances of ever leaving the hospital alive, much less healthy,

     

    knew

    he must confront his wife with the inevitable.

     

    David walked in and said that they needed to talk about making funeral

    arrangements. Diana remembers she felt so bad for him because he was

    doing

    everything, trying to include me in what was going on, but I just

    wouldn't

    listen, I couldn't listen. I said, "No, that is not going to happen, no

     

    way! I

    don't care what the doctors say. Dana is not going to die! One day

    she

    will be just fine, and she will be coming home with us!"

     

    As if willed to live by Diana's determination, Dana clung to life hour

    after hour, with the help of every medical machine and marvel her

    miniature body

    could endure. But as those first days passed, a new agony set in for

    David

    and Diana. Because Dana's underdeveloped nervous system was essentially

    'raw', the lightest kiss or caress only intensified her discomfort, so

    they

    couldn't even cradle their tiny baby girl against their chests to offer

    the

    strength of their love. All they could do, as Dana struggled alone

    beneath the

    ultraviolet light in the tangle of tubes and wires, was to pray that God

    would stay close to their precious little girl. There was never a

    moment

    when Dana suddenly grew stronger.

     

    But as the weeks went by, she did slowly gain an ounce of weight here

    and

    an ounce of strength there. At last, when Dana turned two months old, her

    parents were able to hold her in their arms for the very first time.

    And two

    months later,though doctors continued to gently but grimly warn that her

    chances of surviving, much less living any kind of normal life were next

     

    to

    zero, Dana went home from the hospital, just as her mother had

    predicted.

     

    Today, five years later, Dana is a petite but feisty young girl with

    glittering gray eyes and an unquenchable zest for life. She

    shows no signs whatsoever of any mental or physical impairment. Simply,

    she

    is everything a little girl can be and more.

     

    But---that happy ending is far from the end of her story. One blistering

    afternoon in the summer of 1996 near her home in Irving, Texas, Dana was

    sitting in her mother's lap in the bleachers of a local ballpark where

    her

    brother Dustin's baseball team was practicing.

     

    As always, Dana was chattering nonstop with her mother and several

    other

    adults sitting nearby when she suddenly fell silent. Hugging her arms

    across

    her chest, little

    Dana asked, "Do you smell that?"

     

    Smelling the air and detecting the approach of a thunderstorm,Diana

    replied, "Yes, it smells like rain."

     

    Dana closed her eyes and again asked, "Do you smell that?"

     

    Once again, her mother replied, "Yes, I think we're about to get wet, it

    smells like rain."

     

    Still caught in the moment, Dana shook her head, patted her thin

    shoulders

    with her small hands and loudly announced, "No, it smells like Him. It

    smells like God when you lay your head on His chest."

     

    Tears blurred Diana's eyes as Dana then happily hopped down to play

    with

    the other children. Before the rains came, her daughter's words

    confirmed

    what Diana and all the members of the extended Blessing family had

    known, at

    least in their hearts, all along. During those long days and nights of

    her

    first two months of her life, when her nerves were too sensitive for

    them

    to touch her, God was holding Dana on His chest, and it is His loving

    scent

    that she remembers so well.

     

    You now have 1 of 2 choices.

     

    You can either pass this on and let other people catch the chills like

    you

    did, or you can delete this and act like it didn't touch your heart like

     

    it

    did mine.

     

    IT'S YOUR CALL!

     

    I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me."

     

    Smell the rain. THE SMELL OF RAIN ... IT WILL GIVE YOU CHILLS.

  6. Well if you come down the street by the courthouse also in front of Curl's you will see the new brick sidewalks with flower pots and they really take up a lot of the road...

  7. Please pray for my family. I lost my 85 year old grand father today. Had he made it 2 more weeks he and my grandmother would have been married 65 years. He is going to be missed so much.

     

    And if it was not enough having to drive back from Summerville where they live and it raining and we had a wreck on the way home.

     

    I really need prayers....

  8. Congrats on the new baby. You will be in our thoughts and prayers for a healthy baby.

     

    I know it is so hard to lose a child. I was blessed to have 15 years with my son but I understand the few hours you had with your son was also a blessing to you and either way hours or years it is still so hard to let one go. Just know you and your family are truly in our thoughts.

     

    May God bless you with another child in my prayer.

  9. You Know Your Church Is A Redneck Church if....

    the finance committee refuses to provide funds for the purchase of a chandelier because none of the members knows how to play one.

     

    You Know Your Church Is A Redneck Church if...

    people ask, when they learn that Jesus fed the 5000, whether the two fish were bass or catfish, and what bait was used to catch 'em.

     

    You Know Your Church Is A Redneck Church if...

    when the pastor says, "I'd like to ask Bubba to help take up the offering." Five guys and two women stand up.

     

    You Know Your Church Is A Redneck Church if...

    opening day of deer season is recognized as an official church holiday.

     

    You Know Your Church Is A Redneck Church if...

    a member of the church requests to be buried in his 4-wheel-drive truck because "It ain't never been in a hole it couldn't get out of."

     

    You Know Your Church Is A Redneck Church if...

    the choir is known as the "OK Chorale".

     

    You Know Your Church Is A Redneck Church if...

    in a congregation of 500 members, there are only seven last names in the church directory.

     

    You Know Your Church Is A Redneck Church if...

    Baptism is referred to as "branding".

     

    You Know Your Church Is A Redneck Church if...

    high notes on the organ set the dogs on the floor to howling.

     

    You Know Your Church Is A Redneck Church if...

    people think "rapture" is what you get when you lift something too heavy.

     

    You Know Your Church Is A Redneck Church if...

    the baptismal pool is a #2 galvanized washtub.

     

    You Know Your Church Is A Redneck Church if...

    the choir robes were donated by (and embroidered with the logo from) Billy Bob's Barbecue.

     

    You Know Your Church Is A Redneck Church if...

    the collection plates are really hub caps from a '56 Chevy.

     

    You Know Your Church Is A Redneck Church if...

    instead of a bell, you are called to service by a duck call.

     

    You Know Your Church Is A Redneck Church if...

    the minister and his wife drive matching pickup trucks.

     

    You Know Your Church Is A Redneck Church if...

    the communion wine is Boone's Farm "Tickled Pink".

     

    You Know Your Church Is A Redneck Church if...

    "Thou shalt not covet" applies to hunting dogs, too.

     

    You Know Your Church Is A Redneck Church if...

    the final words of the benediction are, "Ya'll come back now!! Ya Hear"

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