My Sweet little Alligator

I have many nick names that I call my daughter like Joey, jelly bean, Miss Talyer if she needs correction but my favorate name for when I am so excited about who she is, is My sweet little Alligator. It comes from a story that I used to read to her when she was little. Where a chicken finds what she thinks is a rock and turns out to be an alligator egg. Not knowing that the alligator was not a chicken, the chicken treats her like one of her own and does everything with him that she would do with the other chickens. In the end the chicken finds the alligators mom and learns the true idenity of the "alligator" she had found. This did not change their relationship as they loved each other for who they were on the inside not by what they expection from the persons outer appearance. I miss her so much on the shifts when she has to be away for over nights. I am so blessed and greatful that I have Bette-Ann and her family to look after my sweet little alligator. Thank you Bette-Ann :)

A prayer request

As most of you already know I am huge horse lover and well here is my story. Last night was one of the longest nights in my life and here I am back at work, (late I might add, I had 2 alarms set and neither of them went off??) During the later part of my shift yesterday I had this pull to go to the farm, not a normal "just wanting to be with the horses" but more of a NEED to be there. When I got to the house where I thought everyone would be as it was our night for Easter dinner. I came to find everyone running around in confussion and emotional pain. We had lost a colt on thursday and now we were lossing the mare as well. The vet was there to assist her in her way to heaven, and alast she went. Within the time she was dying, we had a mare give birth to a beautiful filey but a month earily. She is very small and has not developed completely yet. The out look from the vets eye's is that she would not make the night. But when I left (at 2 am)she had taken 2 bottles and a shot of vitamines. The Hardest part of this loss is that these 2 horses are the last of my dads "fly girl" blood line. They were to carry on the breeding line. My dad was heart broken and my brother is believing that he is being attacked, (which he is) and not sure if he con keep his commitment to not drink, I had a chance to pray for him(WOW). Our entire family needs prayer to see the light even in the darkness of the might night feedings of a colt so small and helpless but never hopeless.
Thank you all for your prayers

For the *REST* of life

Rest is rejuvenating, refreshing and rewarding as is the obedience that God has blessed into my heart right now. Lately I have been listening to God with every ounce of my being (which is a first for me). For years now He has been guiding me to rest and I have continued at my crazy pace against His guidence. In this past week I have rested more that I have ever rested in my entire life. I feel more physical fatigue, but yet mentally and spiritually stronger than I have ever know. The more I rest the more opportunties for rest God shows me. No guilt, no shame just peaceful quiet resting. Thank you to all who have prayed for my rest over the years, finally I have found my resting place in God. And it is truely awesome !!! :)

Question for everyone!!

When God calls you to go out and reach people and you sit back and triple check to make sure you have heard Him right, at what point do you actually take action and know for sure that it is God and not your pride or your own desires? Clearity is what I am seeking!