This blog is simply the story about my little life
with my sweet family that the Lord has blessed me with
and the day in, day out things that we do.
It basically is my online diary/photo album of our life.
I'm glad you're here!
~~~o0o~~~

Tuesday, June 20, 2017

The loss of a monument in my life....

Back in March I got off work one evening and took a different route home. It took me near 38th street where my old childhood church stood. I lost my Mamma in December and my Daddy in February, so I was full of many emotions. I was looking forward to driving by the old church and go down memory lane again.
I casually glanced over to the west in the direction of the old Church of the Open Bible and I was in absolute shock to see that it was completely gone! This place has significance for me and how can it now be gone??? Just GONE!
While it's not much to look at from the outside, this place holds many precious memories to me.
This church was significant in my family. My parents attended here while they were engaged, were married here and raised their little family here in this little church. My grandparents and aunts and uncles attended this church.
This iconic photo of our little family was taken on the sidewalk leading to the front doors of the church.
I pulled my car over and took some photos and had such a sense of loss and sadness. This is the same view of the sidewalk in the photo above.
After the loss of both my parents and all the other things that had happened in the past few months, this just about sent me over the edge.
Now it's just a pile of rubble. I don't know if this has ever happened to you or not, but as I am aging I get so sentimental and very sad when old landmarks are torn down. This also happened a few weeks after my father died and a few months after my mother died, so I was extra emotional.
I kinda got obsessed with it and started to wonder what happened to all of those old pews and the beautiful glowing cross at the front of the church behind the podium. I sure hope they salvaged them and repurposed them.
I found this photo on the internet from when they were selling the church and it still had the same pews. I actually went to the local recycle place to see if I could find any of the relics, but I didn't find any. It's unfortunate that there was not a photo of the front of the church where the glowing cross was. Also, it looks like they updated the light fixtures, the lights I remember were square.
The looked a lot like this but with three squares. I remember laying on the pew during church and looking up at them and counting the rims.
I remember this building well with it's beautiful hard wood walls, red Azrock vinyl composition tiled floor in the entry and blue carpet in the sanctuary and the very cool sink in the women's lounge....
...that looked much like this, but it was very old and super cool, ahead of it's time!
My parents changed churches when I was about 4, but my grandparents attended The Church of the Open Bible until their deaths. We went to a lot of events at that church with our grandparents. Here's my two sisters and I sitting in the reception hall also known as The Rose Room at our Aunt Grace and Uncle Oscar's wedding anniversary party. I wish I had more photos of the interior of the church, but I couldn't find any.
I think the church meant a lot to me because of our family history, but also because both my father and my Grandfather Irving were on the building committee and helped build it.
So while this foundation was the church foundation, it also is in a big way part of my foundation. My parents raised us with the foundation of Christ.
It's also meaningful to me because my father and grandfather could have very well touched these rocks when this foundation was poured.
In this very space, many souls were saved.
In this space many lives were changed for the better. People came to the Lord. People were healed. Prayers were answered. Some prayers were not answered. Faith grew. In this space my parents love was sealed. In this space I was dedicated to the Lord. Love was here. God was here.
While I was walking around, I decided to take a few mementos home with me. I found a few rocks, broken bricks and chunks of the foundation and put them in the back of my car.
I put them together in one of our flowerbeds.
Sometimes I think I'm strange because I'm so sentimental. But looking at these rocks makes me happy and reminds me of my Daddy & Mamma and my Grandpa and Grandma. Also, I realize that I'm a lot like my Daddy because he was sentimental and always brought home rocks, bottles, sticks and other items he found as keepsakes.
I'm so glad I did it because I just drove by again and it was all fenced off and now was a huge construction site. They are building a high-rise apartment complex here.
Even though it's gone, this spot will always be special to me as it is where I got my start in life.
As I was searching the net for photos of the old church (there were not many) I found this picture of the original cornerstone. I think this is so awesome, I sure hope that someone saved it.

It's a little ironic when you think about it. The church was built in late 1955. My parents were the first couple to be married in the church right after it was completed in April of 1956 and it was torn down sometime at the end of 2016. The church building and my parents marriage lasted the same amount of time, almost 60 years.

"Heaven and Earth will pass away, but My words shall not pass away." Matthew 24:35

"For where two or three have gathered together in My name, I am there in their midst." Matthew 18:20

Saturday, June 17, 2017

We've had 3 blissful years here at Blissful Acres Farm!

 We are actually coming up on our 4th anniversary here at the farm, but I realized I never posted this album that I made for our 3rd year here. Besides getting married and having four babies, buying this farm is one of the best decisions Eric and I have ever made. We are blissfully happy here!
 Home sweet home.
 Welcome to the farm!
 Glorious sunrises.
 Our sweet kitty, MacGyver getting a cook drink from the birdbath.
What a gorgeous scene of our three goats and our two cows.
 Oh you sweet thing!
 Walking around in jammies with coffee is a common thing around here!
 The farm keeps us busy as bees!
 Family time around the fire pit is the best!
 Little mister with his two friends running down the shaddy lane on a summer day.
 Tuey and Jasper.
 Sweet little family of geese on our little pond.
 Bountiful berries!
 There's always a chore to be done, but we love it!
 Hello Nellie, Duncan and Daisey!
 I love being a farm girl!
 Breathtaking morning!
We both love gardening!
 Outdoor living is the best!
 Time to relax!
 Blondie, MacGyver and Krammer in the morning.
 We have fun tootling around the property on our quads. This photo is funny, Grayson was driving by Hayden who had the football and tossed at Gray just to annoy him and it landed perfectly on the rack at the front of the quad and stayed there. It made all of us laugh.
 Gorgeous sunsets!
 Family, family, family!
Another beautiful morning. Every day the scene different. Sometimes bright and clear, sometimes raining and cloudy but my favorite are like this with the sun shining through a bank of fog.
 So many sweet memories!
 Eric likes to keep the yard tidy!
 One of my favorite things to see! Our place full of cars, it means our kids are here!
 Farm life is for us!
 This place is good for our souls.
Thank you Lord so much for our little piece of heaven on earth.

"Then the Lord God took the man and put him into the Garden of Eden to cultivate it and keep it." Genesis 2:15
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