This is an article that I read in the Opray Magazine that I wanted to share with you and encourage you to do what it says to do. I entered my contact info a couple of years ago, and I'm glad to have this article to verify my action and that it is truly something that could help out a lot in case of an emergency.
"If an accident leaves you unconscious or unresponsive, paramedics and emergency room doctors will first look through your wallet for your emergency contact number and medical history. "But only two out of ten people carry a medical card," says Matthew Levy, national director of the International Association of EMTs and Paramedics. The next place a medic might look? Your cell phone's address book: for ICE - which stands for In Case of Emergency.
First used in the UK, ICE has been catching on across the pond, as well. "It's simple, and it costs nothing," says Levy. Just put contact information for the person you want making medical decisions under ICE in your cell phone. (And for good measure, keep it on a card in your wallet.) If your phone allows it, include a text memo about any special conditions or allergies. iPhone owners can download an ICE program that stores contacts, special concerns, and the names of any drugs they may be taking.
For people with chronic health problems, the Energency Service Profile at myrapidmd.com might be a wise choice. At the site, you can enter emergency contacts, medical history, medication, and blood type, among other details, and they will be sent to your phone. You'll also get reminders to update the information regularly to reflect changes in your health.
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
The Good Ol' Days
When I was small, my mom wore the beahive hairdo and crazy colored, wacky patterned dresses. I missed the hat and glove era. However, I've done my best to cherish it all the same.
When I was pregnant with Shayne, my 16 year old - very pregnant - my then husband was a Youth Minister and we went to a big shindig for Youth Ministry where they had a party for all of the Youth Ministers and their wives. The theme for the evening was '50s, and we were all supposed to dress up in period clothing. He wanted to be a nerd, but I insisted he be the Fonzie type, because I figured that there would be plenty of nerds in a room full of Youth Ministers.
I, on the other hand, didn't feel comfortable showing up in a poodle skirt made for a 7 month pregnant woman, Keds, and a poney tail. So, I had made this blue and white polka dot dress that had a straight skirt (as "straight" as it could be) and a tent blouse with a sweetheart top. That would do. I borrowed a pair of horn-rimmed glasses , a hat to wear on my beahive hairdo, and a pair of gloves from my friend, and off we went.
Can you believe it? My husband was among about 100 Fonzies and I was voted best dressed! Ha! The nominees were asked to walk up on stage to parade before the whole crowd, and I think it was an audience vote that cinched the deal. When I walked on stage, I was shy - after all, I wasn't singing, just walking - so the natural thing for me to do was to do a parade wave. Everyone thought I was Jackie O. I didn't even know who that was at the time. I won a stuffed horse on a stick that whinnied for my baby boy, though, and it was a fun and memorable night.
I think that must have been the catalist for my passion for '50s fashion, though. I began to wonder how it was to have to put the whole outfit together, including the hat and the gloves and purse to match. Well, I had some idea, because that was pretty much how I was raised. Excluding the hat and gloves. No, I was taught to wear the hose, the girdle, the slip, the french cut push up bra (which came before the Victoria Secret bras), and the shoes had to match the purse. So I did have some idea of what it was all like, but, since I had gone so far, I figured it would not be bad to add the hat and gloves - and I loved that look.
I also loved to watch the fashions on "I Love Lucy" and the old movies. LOVE IT!! I just missed my era.
So now, on the 25th, we honor these fashions by wearing or displaying our hats at the Spring Tea. It'll be a good day.
Another fun thing that we're doing is an apron display. I hope women will bring their aprons, or their grandmothers' aprons, to display at a special place during the Tea this year. It will be fun to see what people come up with.
I remember my Nannie and Papa wearing aprons in the kitchen. My Papa was a fun loving man and he loved to cook. Was pretty good at it, too. Nannie had made two aprons - one was black and white gingham with white crosstiched flowers, and the other was a pink and gray gingham with a neat pocket of some kind. Papa was a big man, but he'd drape that apron around his front, pulling the ties around his chest, and wear that thing like it was armor. And it was, I guess. Nannie hated for him to soil his shirts, and he did quite often do just that. So, I guess he was trying his best to save Nannie a little more work by saving the splatters from his shirt - only to drop something on that big ol' belly that I loved during dinner. What a funny man he was. I just loved him so much.
I think Nannie gave me one of those aprons a few years ago, but I don't really remember if she did or if we had just talked about it. I'll have to go through my cedar chest to see if I can find one. I hope she did. I really do.
When I was pregnant with Shayne, my 16 year old - very pregnant - my then husband was a Youth Minister and we went to a big shindig for Youth Ministry where they had a party for all of the Youth Ministers and their wives. The theme for the evening was '50s, and we were all supposed to dress up in period clothing. He wanted to be a nerd, but I insisted he be the Fonzie type, because I figured that there would be plenty of nerds in a room full of Youth Ministers.
I, on the other hand, didn't feel comfortable showing up in a poodle skirt made for a 7 month pregnant woman, Keds, and a poney tail. So, I had made this blue and white polka dot dress that had a straight skirt (as "straight" as it could be) and a tent blouse with a sweetheart top. That would do. I borrowed a pair of horn-rimmed glasses , a hat to wear on my beahive hairdo, and a pair of gloves from my friend, and off we went.
Can you believe it? My husband was among about 100 Fonzies and I was voted best dressed! Ha! The nominees were asked to walk up on stage to parade before the whole crowd, and I think it was an audience vote that cinched the deal. When I walked on stage, I was shy - after all, I wasn't singing, just walking - so the natural thing for me to do was to do a parade wave. Everyone thought I was Jackie O. I didn't even know who that was at the time. I won a stuffed horse on a stick that whinnied for my baby boy, though, and it was a fun and memorable night.
I think that must have been the catalist for my passion for '50s fashion, though. I began to wonder how it was to have to put the whole outfit together, including the hat and the gloves and purse to match. Well, I had some idea, because that was pretty much how I was raised. Excluding the hat and gloves. No, I was taught to wear the hose, the girdle, the slip, the french cut push up bra (which came before the Victoria Secret bras), and the shoes had to match the purse. So I did have some idea of what it was all like, but, since I had gone so far, I figured it would not be bad to add the hat and gloves - and I loved that look.
I also loved to watch the fashions on "I Love Lucy" and the old movies. LOVE IT!! I just missed my era.
So now, on the 25th, we honor these fashions by wearing or displaying our hats at the Spring Tea. It'll be a good day.
Another fun thing that we're doing is an apron display. I hope women will bring their aprons, or their grandmothers' aprons, to display at a special place during the Tea this year. It will be fun to see what people come up with.
I remember my Nannie and Papa wearing aprons in the kitchen. My Papa was a fun loving man and he loved to cook. Was pretty good at it, too. Nannie had made two aprons - one was black and white gingham with white crosstiched flowers, and the other was a pink and gray gingham with a neat pocket of some kind. Papa was a big man, but he'd drape that apron around his front, pulling the ties around his chest, and wear that thing like it was armor. And it was, I guess. Nannie hated for him to soil his shirts, and he did quite often do just that. So, I guess he was trying his best to save Nannie a little more work by saving the splatters from his shirt - only to drop something on that big ol' belly that I loved during dinner. What a funny man he was. I just loved him so much.
I think Nannie gave me one of those aprons a few years ago, but I don't really remember if she did or if we had just talked about it. I'll have to go through my cedar chest to see if I can find one. I hope she did. I really do.
Monday, March 2, 2009
You Can't Top This!
April 25th is a good day to remember, so put it on your calendar even now! Our Spring Tea's theme for 2009 is "You Can't Top This!" so put on your bonnet and come to town!
If you are interested in hosting/decorating a table, please call me at the church office or on my cell at 936-661-2345. This is the most fun part to me. I love to get out all my accessories (my pretty dishes, hatboxes, teapots, my milk glass collection, and, of course, a hat!) to decorate my table with. There are all kinds of ideas and options, but if you just don't know what to do and need an example, I'll have a table put together for you at the next Ladies Night Out on March 19th.
The date for the Tea this year is April 25th, that's a Saturday, and the time is 11:30 a.m. Mrs. Carol Williams will be our speaker and other wonderful tidbits will be offered for your pleasure and enjoyment. Tickets will be available soon, and we will open it up to the public as well. Please invite your neighbors and work-mates. I expect a great turn-out this year. It will be well worth it all! But, you won't be able to top it!!!
If you are interested in hosting/decorating a table, please call me at the church office or on my cell at 936-661-2345. This is the most fun part to me. I love to get out all my accessories (my pretty dishes, hatboxes, teapots, my milk glass collection, and, of course, a hat!) to decorate my table with. There are all kinds of ideas and options, but if you just don't know what to do and need an example, I'll have a table put together for you at the next Ladies Night Out on March 19th.
The date for the Tea this year is April 25th, that's a Saturday, and the time is 11:30 a.m. Mrs. Carol Williams will be our speaker and other wonderful tidbits will be offered for your pleasure and enjoyment. Tickets will be available soon, and we will open it up to the public as well. Please invite your neighbors and work-mates. I expect a great turn-out this year. It will be well worth it all! But, you won't be able to top it!!!
Friday, November 14, 2008
Compassion Unveiled
2 Corinthians 1:3- Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves have received from God."
When I was growing up in the small town of Edgewood, I had a complete family. My parents were still together at that time, and I have a younger sister and brother. One set of grandparents lived close by and the other set lived only an hour away. Aunts and uncles, and lots of cousins did as well. We were all together.
Both of my grandmothers were, or are, strong Christian women. Their faith has been lived out loud. Their faithfulness to serve was strongly evident to me as I grew. My Nannie, who is my mom’s mother, was a pastor’s wife and I saw her teach Sunday School, play the organ, minister to the women of the church even before there were “Women’s Ministries,” she supported my Papa, and she loved much. I still remember vividly the trip home after church as Nannie and Papa talked amongst themselves about who was there, who was not, who needed prayer or a visit, who they laughed with and who they cried with. She gave her heart in extreme love to everyone she knew, and she still does.
In the summers, I would spend a week with my Grandmother, my dad’s mother. She was a seamstress, and displayed her beautiful talent to me in her service to the community. She loved her Sunday School Class and was dedicated to the women who attended with her, and to the women on the block, whom I became close to through her. She was also very dedicated to her family and to her faith.
In high school, I met a friend through the high school band. We became close friends fast. She was fun to be with, and her family was also very close and they were open to accepting me into the fold. They were also very active in their church, were fine musicians and a very loving family. They quickly became very important to me, and still are.
Especially Grannie. She is the matriarch of the family. Her family loves her because she demonstrates her love for them in such a constant and unconditional way. Her Bible knowledge is extensive and her faith in God, infectious. When Grannie prays for you, you know beyond a shadow of a doubt that the heavens are in tune. She demonstrates power and extreme grace in her faith. She taught me much and I long for her touch and her presence even now as we are miles apart.
Yet, even tho the miles are many, the closeness in our faith is still insurmountable. When she needs me, God puts her burden on my heart, and the opposite is true. When I need encouragement or intervention, she is who I call.
I have had many fine examples of faith to pattern my life after, thankfully. The older women in my life have been my mentors and they took the role seriously, obeying the call from God to raise up a child, to encourage, teach, and to comfort.
In the coming months here at FBC, the Women’s Ministry will be implementing a Mentoring Program. This is a passion of mine, because I have seen too many women suffer through life’s ups and downs with no compassion or help from her peers, and I’ve even been one myself. This is an abomination in the eyes of God. Please be in prayer about your part in this important aspect of our Women’s Ministry. God wants to use us to minister to other women, I’m assured of that, and it’s a calling that we cannot run from.
Be watching for more information to come on training and planning for this new Mentoring Program. But mostly, I want YOUR name on the list of prospects for “mentor” or “mentoree.” My passion is that every woman with a need will have someone to walk through it with her, and that every woman who has walked through a storm and received the comfort from God through it, will offer her compassionate support to others. We never walk alone, God is always with us. I’m calling you to be “God with skin on” to someone who needs you.
Let’s pray: Thank you, Father God, for Your perfect will, for Your perfect example of love and compassion in Jesus, and for Your call to the women at First Baptist Church, Huntsville. Fill us with that love as women and cause us to spread that love to others in our church and in the community. Allow us to offer comfort to the hurting, compassion to the troubled, and safety to the battered of heart.
2 Corinthians 1:3- Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves have received from God."
When I was growing up in the small town of Edgewood, I had a complete family. My parents were still together at that time, and I have a younger sister and brother. One set of grandparents lived close by and the other set lived only an hour away. Aunts and uncles, and lots of cousins did as well. We were all together.
Both of my grandmothers were, or are, strong Christian women. Their faith has been lived out loud. Their faithfulness to serve was strongly evident to me as I grew. My Nannie, who is my mom’s mother, was a pastor’s wife and I saw her teach Sunday School, play the organ, minister to the women of the church even before there were “Women’s Ministries,” she supported my Papa, and she loved much. I still remember vividly the trip home after church as Nannie and Papa talked amongst themselves about who was there, who was not, who needed prayer or a visit, who they laughed with and who they cried with. She gave her heart in extreme love to everyone she knew, and she still does.
In the summers, I would spend a week with my Grandmother, my dad’s mother. She was a seamstress, and displayed her beautiful talent to me in her service to the community. She loved her Sunday School Class and was dedicated to the women who attended with her, and to the women on the block, whom I became close to through her. She was also very dedicated to her family and to her faith.
In high school, I met a friend through the high school band. We became close friends fast. She was fun to be with, and her family was also very close and they were open to accepting me into the fold. They were also very active in their church, were fine musicians and a very loving family. They quickly became very important to me, and still are.
Especially Grannie. She is the matriarch of the family. Her family loves her because she demonstrates her love for them in such a constant and unconditional way. Her Bible knowledge is extensive and her faith in God, infectious. When Grannie prays for you, you know beyond a shadow of a doubt that the heavens are in tune. She demonstrates power and extreme grace in her faith. She taught me much and I long for her touch and her presence even now as we are miles apart.
Yet, even tho the miles are many, the closeness in our faith is still insurmountable. When she needs me, God puts her burden on my heart, and the opposite is true. When I need encouragement or intervention, she is who I call.
I have had many fine examples of faith to pattern my life after, thankfully. The older women in my life have been my mentors and they took the role seriously, obeying the call from God to raise up a child, to encourage, teach, and to comfort.
In the coming months here at FBC, the Women’s Ministry will be implementing a Mentoring Program. This is a passion of mine, because I have seen too many women suffer through life’s ups and downs with no compassion or help from her peers, and I’ve even been one myself. This is an abomination in the eyes of God. Please be in prayer about your part in this important aspect of our Women’s Ministry. God wants to use us to minister to other women, I’m assured of that, and it’s a calling that we cannot run from.
Be watching for more information to come on training and planning for this new Mentoring Program. But mostly, I want YOUR name on the list of prospects for “mentor” or “mentoree.” My passion is that every woman with a need will have someone to walk through it with her, and that every woman who has walked through a storm and received the comfort from God through it, will offer her compassionate support to others. We never walk alone, God is always with us. I’m calling you to be “God with skin on” to someone who needs you.
Let’s pray: Thank you, Father God, for Your perfect will, for Your perfect example of love and compassion in Jesus, and for Your call to the women at First Baptist Church, Huntsville. Fill us with that love as women and cause us to spread that love to others in our church and in the community. Allow us to offer comfort to the hurting, compassion to the troubled, and safety to the battered of heart.
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
God's Getting Better
A little girl was sitting on her grandfather's lap as he read her a bedtime story. From time to time, she would take her eyes off the book and reach up to touch his wrinkled cheek. She was alternately stroking her own cheek, then his again.
Finally she spoke up, "Grandpa, did God make you?"
"Yes, sweetheart," he answered, "God made me a long time ago."
"Oh," she paused, "Grandpa, did God make me too?"
"Yes, indeed, honey," he said, "God made you just a little while ago."
Feeling their respective faces again, she observed, "God's getting better at it, isn't he ?"
Finally she spoke up, "Grandpa, did God make you?"
"Yes, sweetheart," he answered, "God made me a long time ago."
"Oh," she paused, "Grandpa, did God make me too?"
"Yes, indeed, honey," he said, "God made you just a little while ago."
Feeling their respective faces again, she observed, "God's getting better at it, isn't he ?"
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Our First Women's Ministry Meeting
Thank you Barbara Skeeters, Heddi Bonham, Judy Bolander, Rebecca Lewis, and Judy Beene for your attendance, commitment, and participation in Friday night's meeting. We were able to discuss a lot of issues, including what we see the Women's Ministry being, where we would like to see it going, who we'd like to see participate in the leadership team, who we'd like to reach, and what activities we would like to see happen in the future. It was a great beginning, ladies. Thank you.
I look forward to the next meeting on Nov. 14th at 5:30 and to the activities that will begin in January. Please call me at 936-661-2345 if you would like to take part in the leadership team.
Some positions that we will see filled are:
Bible Study Coordinator-Ramona
Finance Coordinator
Hospitality Coordinator - Beverly Harrell
Decorations Chairman - Beverly Harrell
Child Care Coordinator
Prayer Coordinator
Missions Liaison - Rebecca Lewis
Special Events Coordinator - Lynette Amick
Publicity Chair - Lynette Amick
Each team leader will have a team of volunteers under her, so there's plenty of room for you! Please pray about where God wants your involvement.
I spoke with author-speaker Mary Southerland last week and she said that the more women who are involved in the leadership team, the bigger the ministry will grow, and the bigger the church will grow. This is an outstanding opportunity for us to reach out to the community and to bring needy people to the face of God. Please help me take advantage of it.
If you are not able to take part physically, then please consider being a part of the prayer team. This team will cover every meeting and activity in prayer beforehand and during. I need your prayers even now. If you are able and willing to commit to this, please call me at 661-2345.
Ladies, please pass the word on this issue. I'd like for everyone to tell at least one person today about the new opportunities that have arisen, about the Ministry Team and the activities to come. Then continue to talk about it! Then wait and see what the Lord will do.
I look forward to the next meeting on Nov. 14th at 5:30 and to the activities that will begin in January. Please call me at 936-661-2345 if you would like to take part in the leadership team.
Some positions that we will see filled are:
Bible Study Coordinator-Ramona
Finance Coordinator
Hospitality Coordinator - Beverly Harrell
Decorations Chairman - Beverly Harrell
Child Care Coordinator
Prayer Coordinator
Missions Liaison - Rebecca Lewis
Special Events Coordinator - Lynette Amick
Publicity Chair - Lynette Amick
Each team leader will have a team of volunteers under her, so there's plenty of room for you! Please pray about where God wants your involvement.
I spoke with author-speaker Mary Southerland last week and she said that the more women who are involved in the leadership team, the bigger the ministry will grow, and the bigger the church will grow. This is an outstanding opportunity for us to reach out to the community and to bring needy people to the face of God. Please help me take advantage of it.
If you are not able to take part physically, then please consider being a part of the prayer team. This team will cover every meeting and activity in prayer beforehand and during. I need your prayers even now. If you are able and willing to commit to this, please call me at 661-2345.
Ladies, please pass the word on this issue. I'd like for everyone to tell at least one person today about the new opportunities that have arisen, about the Ministry Team and the activities to come. Then continue to talk about it! Then wait and see what the Lord will do.
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
A Dog Named Mace
There was once a man who owned a dog named Mace. The man kept the dog at his machine shop inside a fenced yard. However, the dog kept eating the grass, which infuri
ated the man. He began to keep the dog inside to keep him from eating all of his grass, so the grass got overgrown. One day, the man was working outside in the yard and he dropped his wrench. It began to get dark and he couldn't find the wrench to save his life, so he gave up and went home.
ated the man. He began to keep the dog inside to keep him from eating all of his grass, so the grass got overgrown. One day, the man was working outside in the yard and he dropped his wrench. It began to get dark and he couldn't find the wrench to save his life, so he gave up and went home. That night, Mace got out and went into the yard and ate all of the grass. When the man got back in the morning, he was initially very upset over his grass being gone and the dog being out. But then he found his wrench, at which he proclaimed, "Amazing Mace! How sweet the hound who found a wrench for me!"
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