When we come to the edge of the light we know, and are about to step off into the darkness of the unknown , of this we can be sure, Either God will provide something solid to stand on or..... We will be taught to fly.
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When the pressure is on me, Keep my mouth closed. and Watch my confession.
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It is time that I stop talking to God about my problems, and start talking to my problems about my God.
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Whether life grinds a man down or polishes him, depends on what he's made of.
A Diamond cannot be polished without friction, nor man perfected with out trials.
Great Pilots are made in rough waters and deep Seas.
Kathryn Kuhlman.

IN LOVING MEMORY
BO, DE LA ROSA
JUNE 1995-JUNE 2009

Hi Jesus, did Bo make it up there ok?----GOOD.
Oh Dad meet he at the gate. He looked good!
Was Buffy happy to see him? HUM, Is that so, When they lived with us they where buddies.
What is that Jesus, Yes, it was hard saying goodbye last night, but I know Bo was ready to go.
HA, HA, ok, I know the angels are glad to finally see Bo up there too, I know I would ask you each morning to surround Bo, Sky and Skipper and our house with angels and keep them safe, Tell the angel he did a great job. But I expect him to be back on the job Monday, for Skipper and Sky.
Yes, it has been a hard day for his dad and me, but, I know he is with his Grandpa and Buffy.
Oh, Ok, I understand,your Dad wants to talk to you. Yes, I know he is my Heavenly Father too! You know Jesus, I feel better knowing you are here for me. Thank you.
Bye

A Letter to my Dad:

Dear Dad.

Dad, I miss you. I know you are up in Heaven, How is it up there? Silly question! It saddens my heart, because your grand kids only remember you when you where sick with Parkinson Disease. I know you suffered, and at times we your family didn't understand why you acted the way your did. But you know, I want tell them about what I remember about you.

You were a hard worker. Faithfully, you would go to work to support your family. You did a good job because I don't remember going without anything. You taught me to always be on time and to be honest.I always waited for you to come home from work, you would bring me little presents, gum, candy bars. I remember family camping trips to Cloud Croft New Mexico. During War World II, you fought in the Philippines and for the rest of your life you had the reminder of a grenade blowing up be you, you carried small shell fragments your legs until you died.

This picture of you was taken in 1945 when you were 22 years old. God promise us that we would have new bodies when we go home to heaven, this is how I imagine you now.

Well, I guess I better let you go. Say hi to Grandpa and Grandma Jones and Grandma Clark. Is Buffy behaving?

I love you Dad

your youngest

Ynette

P.S

Happy Father's day!

This strawberry plant is special, not because it produces a lot of sweet delicious strawberry, because it doesn't, it's because there is a tiny bird that likes to nest under the leaves. I call him Strawberry. I wanted to see if I could take a picture of him and put him on my blog but he is to fast.
He hears me opening the back door and I see him fly away. It comforts me to know he is there, a week ago I was afraid I scared him away for good. But I saw him today. YA AAA!

God has blessed us with new furniture, I didn't take pictures of everything. Sorry about the glare on the TV.

It's early Saturday, and Eddie and I are out working in our back yard. It has been a few weeks since we have been able to come out here and mow and prune, and it shows it too. (being around 100 degrees is not helping.) our plants seems a little stressed. While I was pruning our roses a Bible verse came into my mind. John 15 1-2. "I am the true vine, and My Father is the vine dresser. Every branch in Me that does not bear fruit, He takes away and every branch that bears fruit, He prunes it, that it may bear more fruit.


I feel our heavenly Father has been busy pruning Eddie and I. You know, being pruned is painful. But I know all the trials down here on earth depending on our mindset, will cause you to become bitter, or you can let the Holy Spirit create in your heart a sweet fragrance pleasing unto our Lord.