Feel the Music · Quality of life

Someday’s You’re Living

My daughter backed her Jeep into my truck.

It was my mistake for leaving it sitting there.

I hadn’t pulled all the way into my side of the driveway. My daughter was with me at the time and I was trying to leave her extra room to get out of the truck. The tree branches are taking over. We forgot it was sitting there when she backed out the following morning. 😦

She was upset, but I wasn’t bothered. It hurt her Jeep more than my truck. Her Jeep is relatively new, and Steve, (my truck) is ten years old.

Walking through the house this morning I noticed it’s time to vacuum. I’m pretty sure I just did a couple of days ago. Big white dog is shedding like a mad dog, but you know what?

He’s worth every hair I walk through.

I’ve dropped the ball on a few things this week, but I’m living. Just living life through the bumps, scrapes and vacuum bag full of dog hair.

A few days later, my daughter still felt guilty for backing into my truck. I told her, “I love you more than Steve.” She gasped and asked, “Was that ever in question?” We both laughed, but there was a day, when she was small, that I wouldn’t have driven him until he was fixed.

Leave evidence that someday’s you’re living.

Feel the Music

Feel the Music

When my daughter first started driving, we lived in the country. There was no traffic unless she took a major highway to visit her Dad or friends.

She learned to take the back roads.

The advice I offered was, “Let as many people out as possible. If you see someone that needs to enter the lane in front of you, let them.” That’s good karma and it will come back to you.

Now we live where there’s lots of traffic. She was hesitant when she needed to pull out, but I told her, “Look for a truck. They will let you out.”

Especially a Chevy or Ford! 🙂

Y’all people drive pick up trucks.

My daughter shakes her head at how country I can be sometimes. She says I need to hide my crazy better, but it’s fun being a Y’all people.

Feel the Music · Quality of life

Feel the Music

I was off center this past weekend.

No one emotion dominated, but I just wasn’t myself. Music helps so I turned the Bluetooth on in my laptop and stereo and pulled up YouTube.

YouTube knows what I like and I wasn’t surprised to see most of it listed was country. I began my Saturday with a playlist of Kenny Chesney.

My parents have long since passed but I have fond memories. They did the best they could, but the best thing they gave me was a solid foundation to grow upon. They raised me to be strong, but kind.

My Ford F-150 is ten years old.

Before my truck, I drove Mercedes.

My daughter asked, “What’s your next vehicle going to be when Steve, (my truck) retires? Will you go back to a Benz?”

I just laughed and told her my little old lady car would be a Jag, but there will always be a truck sitting in my driveway. It’s who I am.

I was raised on country.

Feel the Music

Feel the Music

I posted this a few weeks ago and took it down.

It needed some thought and words placed before it, so here I sit making it right by re-posting.

In think like a Queen, (or King), I see her as fearless. She cannot afford to live in fear and neither can we even though the world today is driven by fear.

How high or low is your fear-o-meter?

♥ ♥ ♥

This year I began working out.

It began with Yoga, then I added free weights and now I want a doorway pull up bar. I’ve worked on my inner strength and feel strong inside.

Now I want to be physically strong.

June is right around the corner and it’s time for the pull up bar. I doubt I can even do one, but there is always a starting point. Just like the free weights, I could barely do 10 curls to start with. I took that starting point of 10 and added a few more curls each time until 20 appeared and so on.

My year end goal is pull ups.

It’s something I’ve always wanted to do so there needs to be a starting point. Buy the bar, install it in the doorway and every time I approach that door, try a pull up. There’s no need for discouragement because it’s something new and there will be a learning curve. The key is to start.

♥ ♥ ♥

Working on my physical strength this year does make me feel somewhat bulletproof, but let me encourage you with this. Spending time with God and strengthening His spirit within….well my darlings….we are bulletproof because of Him.

 

Feel the Music

Feel the Music

I have an old pair of jeans full of holes. I wear them on Sunday and call them my holy jeans. 🙂

My favorite thing to do on Sunday mornings is hop in my truck, roll the windows down, and take a drive. The air coming through the windows feels good this time of year. I heard this song during my drive this morning and want to share.

Keep writing and planting seeds my darlins.

God can use what’s published here on WordPress to reach exactly who needs to hear it. Those words can change their life and yes lovely, even save it.

Feel the Music

Feel the Music

Stop trying to figure everything out my darling.

There’s so much of your story that is yet to unfold.

You’ve just got to believe the story is so far from over. So, hold onto every promise God has made to us. And watch this glorious unfolding.

Feel the Music · Quality of life

Feel the Music

This song came on the radio and took me back years ago. I was visiting a church and the worship band played it. Within no time I was jumping up and down singing and praising God.

You just wake up one morning and realize, today is the day. Then everyday becomes THE day. To move forth in the dreams God placed on your heart.

Today is that day my lovelies. xx

Feel the Music · Present Moment · Quality of life

Feel the Music

I woke up with this song in my head.

I thought it was just a song for Norwegian Cruise lines, but no…it’s a real song modified for the commercial. Find your Hallelujah, darling.

Feel the Music

Feel the Music

I made a note of this song weeks ago.

This came to my attention just now.

So my dahlings, someone out there needs to hear this, and better yet, believe this. We tend to believe what other people say about us too quickly. What does God say about us? Which is more important?

Over all the other voices, sometimes including my own, I choose to believe You God, and what You say.

Feel the Music · Present Moment · Quality of life

Feel the Music

When we got in the car he hit Bluetooth and said, “Listen to this. Cody Johnson has a new album.”

Cody is a good ‘ol Texas boy, so you’ll need to have ears for country music, otherwise they may bleed. 🙂

When we decide to sign that piece of paper to make what we have legal, this song will play at our wedding.