Thursday, December 27, 2018

Beware Of A Wandering Heart...

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~ A Wandering Heart ~

"As a bird that wandereth from her nest,
So is a man that wandereth from his place."

Proverbs 27:8

So many hearts want to wander off into either their imagination.
Which can turn into lust; Wanderlust is not a very stable trait to have.

A woman that allows her heart to wander from her home will develop
into a possible habit of impulse.
Longing for what you have not been given.
An urge to always be leaving her home.

There is an old saying of those that always traveled.
"Wanderlust would not allow her to stay long in one spot."

Some more thoughts on the word wander;
To walk or move leisurely.
To walk aimlessly
To dawdle about
To ramble about
To meander means to:
 zigzag, wind, twist, turn, curve, curl, bend, snake...

~ Usually without a plan or a definite purpose ~
An irregular direction or course.

There are many that do not even know when they are well off,
But become uneasy and not content with their present condition.

God, in his providence has appointed us a place!

Learn to stay with your nest, do not abandon your post;
When you wander either in your heart or imagination,
You will be absent and not be able to do your own work at home.

Look, I am not talking about a yearly vacation or a lovely trip.
I am referring to a person who will not settle into her life and home.

Do not become a wandering bird that hops from bough to bough,
That rest nowhere, as it becomes unsafe.
The bird that wanders is exposed!
And will leave her eggs subject to danger!
When we leave our nests too often or too long;
Our work and job can become neglected!

~ May I not leave my home or work undone ~

I do not want to meander through this life...
I want to follow closely to my Father's plan!

Remember, we can make our homes into safe and cozy castles.
But in order to get stuff done, we need to stay home!

And once again, I am not talking about going out to lunch or shopping!
We all need to get out,
 I am referring to the wanderings of your heart!!

Do not allow your heart to leave HOME dear ones...

As Always, Living From Glory To Glory

~xoxo~








Thursday, December 20, 2018

Pumpkin Torte Recipe...


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Pumpkin Torte

Ingredients
For the Bottom Crust
1 package yellow cake mix (Leave out 1 cup for topping)
1/2 cup melted butter
1 egg


For the Filling:
1 15 oz can pumpkin
2 eggs
2/3 cup of milk (You can use almond milk)
1/2 cup Sugar
2 tsp pumpkin pie spice
1 1/2 tsp Cinnamon
For the Topping:
1 cup of reserved cake mix
1 tsp cinnamon
1/4 cup Sugar
1/4 cup butter

Instructions
Preheat oven to 350 degrees.
Lightly grease the bottom of a 9X13 pan.
In a medium sized bowl, mix together the ingredients for the crust.
Spread and press the batter into the prepared pan; Set aside.
In another bowl, combine all of the filling ingredients and mix well.
Pour or spoon the pumpkin filling over the cake.
For the topping, combine the first three topping ingredients.
Cut in the butter until crumbly.
Sprinkle the topping ingredients over the pumpkin filling.
Bake in preheated oven for 1 hour, until filling is set
Serve cold,
Topped with whipped cream.


I decided to copy this recipe and put it on my Blog today,
Because I was asked for this recipe from a very sweet lady on Instagram!
I was so pleased that someone saw just a picture of this desert,
And wanted to try it!
I enjoy making this for many special occasions!
Pumpkin is so good for you!

You may want to try this or at least copy it and out it in your recipe file.

I plan on doing some baking today
(love sugar, sugar cookies)
Now, is that even possible? LOL

Also making a few Cheese Balls with my darling Amy
It has been a super warm winter so far!
But the winds make it chilly, and the sun setting so early!

I was left an amazing uplifting comment on my last Blog post;
Well, lets just say I cried!
Because, I was truly thinking I was not making a difference anymore!
But thanks to this kind and generous Lady, I was refreshed
Thank YOU...

Making Every Season special
Making every moment count
Making gifts wrapped in LOVE...

Blessings,
Living From Glory To Glory
Roxy
~ xoxo~

Saturday, December 15, 2018

Making Memories In All Things...


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What A Glorious Season...

I made this Christmas wreath last year at a huge florist store.
Everything to make this wreath was provided!
The choices were amazing!

I have found myself a bit nostalgic lately;
I miss my Mother, as she is not with us here, but in heaven
with her heavenly Father...

We do the best we can without the ones we love during
the most wonderful time of the year!

I feel that the world is just a kinder place during this season!

Making memories are so important; not just for the holidays.
But, rather making the time to celebrate Birthdays, and Anniversaries.

I am hoping that for I hosting and having Sunday dinners here will leave
A long lasting loving impression on my family!

Remember that making memories do not have to be expensive;
Making a family recipe for a holiday or birthday
(Traditions)

Looking to improve in areas that leave a lasting impression!

If you need to give yourself a pep talk to push through;
That is perfectly normal!

My hope for writing this Blog was to encourage others!
To not give up doing their best to make their lives and homes,
A better place, filled with good memories and LOVE...

If we are not teachable or willing to learn new things;
And to NOT forget the Old Paths.
We will be left a little bit emptier!

If I say something to you that hurts you;
Think of it this way;
Just maybe, I have learned the exact lesson myself the hard way!

I desire to be the Queen of this little castle, but at times my crown
is a bit tarnish or covered in dust.
I also need a helping hand and words of encouragement!
Plod On Dear Ones...


May I try to be the kind of woman who can help straighten another woman's crown
 without telling the world that it was even a little crooked.
 As I can attest to the fact of my crown leaning so far over at times it almost fell off.


Christmas Memories, Living From Glory To Glory Blog...

May you all take the time to make memories,
And enjoy each and every occasion!

I want to thank you all for reading my Blog all these years!
I appreciate each and every one of you!

Love,
Living From Glory To Glory















Friday, December 7, 2018

Puppy Training Part 2


Puppy Training, Living From Glory To Glory Blog



I was at a quiet field one day
and there happened to be a dog
show going on at the time.

I stayed to watch and was quite
impressed with the beautiful animals
that were being shown that day.

Part of the program included
a competition to show the
dogs' abilities in obedience to
the commands of the owners.

The pups were adorable as
they came frolicking and tumbling 
onto the field.

They were not very mature
and most had a difficult 
time responding to their 
masters wishes.

Especially adorable were the children
trying to get their own puppies
to sit, roll over, beg and follow.

At one point,
once the pup was actually
sitting and listening,
they were offered
temptations to ignore the
owners command to sit still,
such as a yummy treat placed 
away in front of them, or 
the judge calling to them
to leave the owners side.

The older dogs were even
enticed to run off by
little poppers going off around
them as they sat at their 
masters feet.

It was all quite entertaining,
and the dogs were trying their
best to listen to their owner's
wishes, but all in all, most
of the contestants weren't
having the best of luck 
getting their precious pups in line 

At one point an older gentleman and his
beautiful older dog came on the field.

He asked the dog to sit and stay.

He then removed the leash from his pet,
and walked across the large field behind 
a building and out of sight from his dog.

The dog never took its eyes off that building.

Treats were offered. .
she didn't flinch an eye
to look at them...
just kept her eye on that building.

Small firepoppers went off near her,
you could sense a bit of a
ruffle in her fur, but her eyes
remained focused on the building
where her master had disappeared.

Other tactics were taken to get the
dogs attention and obedience off her 
master, but it was to no avail,
she held her ground and kept
her eyes focused on the last
place she had seen her master.

At one point from where 
I was positioned I could see her
owner quietly step 
from behind the building.

He said nothing but just stood still.

The dog saw him too, every muscle 
in her body was alert to his presence,
but she stayed put just as he had told her.

Soon he lifted his hand, and without
saying a word crooked his finger in
a gesture for her to "come!"

Like a bolt of lightning she lit out
across the field as fast as her
feet could carry her to his side.

What a happy reunion!

Her delight at simply being
reunited with her owner was a joy,
and his pride in his dog and her 
beautiful obedience was quite evident.

The next day as I was driving on
the freeway, I was pondering what I 
had seen between the 
owner and the obedient dog . 

I wondered at the dogs
happiness with being owned and 
obeying a master.

As I drove I saw a dog lying on the side
of the road. It obviously had been 
struck by a vehicle and had died
along side the road.

I'm sure that dog had revelled in
his freedom from restraint and
ownership, and I thought about
the joy it sometimes feels to have
no one controlling what you do, especially 
when one is young and carefree.

At the same time I realized that 
while this dog had full freedom to
run wild and free,
it also had the burden of finding
warmth from the cold and the pressure
of seeking food to fill his empty belly,
plus the loneliness of having no
owner to care if you are well and nurtured.

So, while this dog was lying dead on
the road I thought about the well
trained dog I had seen at the dog show.

While she rested warm and full
in front of her master's fire in his 
home, loved and nurtured, but not
free to run wild, this other 
dog died alone
running free as the wind.

There's a truth here.

Jesus asks us why do you 
call Me Lord, when you don't obey Me ?

He said if anyone loves Him and obeys
Him, He and His Father will come
and live with that person and
they will make their home with that one 

Many today call Him Lord,
but no longer believe His words are meant for them to obey.

We as a culture, 
now reap the full 
harvest of our rebellion 
and wild freedom.

Broken homes.
Rampant drugs.
Murder daily.
Gross immorality.
Killing of innocent babies.
Hatred of parents.
Churches filled with false teaching.
Women dominating.
Men following.
Children rebelling.

We are now a nation
under the full wrath of God.

We have left His will.

Now we will have His fill of 
reaping what we have so
belligerently sown.

Our full harvest
is now ready to be brought in.

What a deep sorrow

It's a fearful thing
to fall into the Hands
of the Living God.

If you are a Christian,
and if your heart desires
to see good for your own
home and family,
it is time to repent of all
known sin, fall on
your knees and seek mercy
from the Lord.

No more compromise.

Jesus must be Lord of all.

Focus your eyes on your Master.

Seek to obey Him with
all your heart,
all your soul 
and all your might.

Pray without ceasing.

We serve a mighty God.

But He is ONLY God and Master
of those He can lead.

If you want to run free,
He will not stop you.

He gave you your terrible freedom.

But you will not be resting at
His fire and being fed by His
Hand as His full wrath comes
upon this evil country of rebellion.

God will not strive with man forever,
and the blood of millions of murdered
babies cry out for His vengeance.

That vengeance is here.

There is no politician or religious leader
who can save you or your family.

There is only One Name by which 
we can be saved. ...Jesus Christ.

He will cover your home
only if your heart and mind
are obedient to Him.

The hour is late.

Come out from among them!


 
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