DAD & MOM, WHATS THE COST??

A while back I got word that an old friend was in financial trouble. He owned a farm not to far away so we took a day to go visit. We had a great time, we shared a meal and the girls talked. And Fritz and I took a wonder around the barnyard. Times were tough He said and the money just wasn't streachin , and soon it would be time once again for winter feed and the cookie jar was almost Empty. It was one of those rare Moments When I didn't have an extra sack of cash or I would have slipped ole fritz a few thow. So we just sorta let the conversation drift off in another Direction. After a hug n a blessing we left Fritz n Gloria and headed home. And Of coarse on the way home I had all the answers. And more than likely given the chance i could have turned that lil farm around in no time flat. I'm a good finger pointer. For some uncanny reason I kin see lots of peoples problems. I don't know why that izz I'm just good.
On the day that jesus Went up to be with the father He said somethin like, " Be cool ya all "
I'm not gonna leave you by yur lonesome, I'm gonna send a comforter, The Holy Spirit. He will help you while I'm gone. And Sure enough, When I gave my life to Christ very soon after, I learned that I had company! If my squirrly little mind gets off in areas I shouldn't be a little fella sits right on my left shoulder, n whispers in my good ear. Now I gotta tell ya I don't always listen to him, cuz he whispers. And I feel like maybe I kin git away with stuff by sayin things like I didn't hear im. But I'm finding that doesn't work to well.
So back to my story. I'm tellin my wife as we drove along that ole Fritz was messin up bad. and I could see clear how he was wastin his money. He Had three Tractors, one for this and another for that n one just for a spare. Just look at the money he's wastin right there. And as I'm talkin, this little guy on my shoulder just wont shut up. He's jabberin so much I kin hardly keep my story straight. somthin about a speck n a board or something along them lines. Well I cut my story short , mostly because of the confusion and we were getting close to home.
Once home, and in the quiet of my room I realized what had been going on so I prayed and asked forgiveness cuz that's how yu get back on the good side of the little guy. and in his quiet gentle way he revealed to me that I needed to not worry about the speck in my friend Fritz's eye and take care of the board in mine. God has a way of puttin things right on the table so there's no point to question. Yeah, my brother Fritz had some issues, but God wanted me to know that there was plenty right here on my plate to deal with before I found fault in my friend. And Fritz's three Tractors were indeed unnecessary stuff that needed gas n maintenence and were taxing his cash flow . But then my three cars, three TV's two VCR's and Other fancy toys made me no better off and maybe worse.
Its all fine if we can "afford" them. But we go to great Extremes in making excuses in that department.
Recently My Daughter decided that having a daycare was not her thing and decided to get out of it. When she told the young Moms that this was her last month I'm told the tears flowed like water. The Mom's, already stressed by having to leave two yr old Babies with someone else , now would have to find another sitter and get the kids re-adjusted ,,, again.
And As I thought about that I had to wonder how many of those Mom's really needed to be out working. Who had demeaned the job of Motherhood and reduced the responsibility of teaching and raising our young to a part-time position. And how many are out there just so we can have more toys.
Mothers have been stretched so thin. They are now asked to bare the children , watch them in the off hours and put in an 8 or 10 hour day besides.
That wasn't Gods plan. Women hold an honored place. And mothering a most important roll. TO place a baby in the care of others during his formative years makes little sense unless its absolutely necessary. And I'm afraid new homes n new cars or new toys do not qualify.
We've become a people grabbing for more "Stuff" that's costing us much more than we realize.
I have sincerely tried throughout my life to reach for my million. but it never happened. We've seen both good and bad times. A while back our kids were asked to tell what the most fun time in their life was. When they shared it I almost choked. In the 80's the Economy dumped. And I was forced to close our Bakery. With very little money and winter approaching I found an old Abandoned farmhouse for 50 bucks a month rent. So bad I had to work for days to get it cleaned up, water running and holes patched up. I dragged an old potbelly stove up to the house from the pig barn, and hooked it up for heat. For Christmas we threaded popcorn and trimmed a tree I cut up on the hill. we made ornaments and made each other gifts. And After living in Nice places , eating very well and owning our own Bakery The kids picked this dilapidated old farm house as the best time in their lives!!~!
When asked how that could be , the answer was becaause both Mom n Dad were home. At another time and place some years back I was whining to my pastor that God was not providing and my poor kids were having to eat Macaroni 5 days a week and it was sooooooooo aweful. And A wise young preacher set me in my place by saying "come on now, admit it. Your the one missin the steak. The kids are just fine with the Macaroni as long as you are here with them. He was right on, it took me a few days to get by that, but the little guy up there on my shoulder just kept whisperin,,, come on now,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
Getting back to basics is not that tough, and it solves a whole lotta problems. It allows time to remember how much in love you once were, even free's up time to smell the flowers, make some popcorn, or share a movie.
I was the fool, My value system never came together until my kids were gone. Hopefully you have time and the wisdom to take another look at where your heading.
What are you reaching for? And what is the real cost to those you love? There is ahead of you a time when your options will be gone.
Stress and Worry are huge factors in getting sick. Our Diets another factor. The figures say one in two will get cancer. That puts this in your backyard. The New Cancer Clinics are popin up all over. Complete with revolving doors. You don't have to be in that number. If you'll address the issues now. Fear Grips us today as we watch the Economy and wonder which way it will go. Will I have a job? keep my house? There is much peace in knowing that He Who hung the stars has his hand on everything. And nothing will happen without His knowledge.
The most Valuble item we can own is free, and it works. Bow your head and ask a Holy God to help you sort it all out. He Promises to answer...........

IF, Your Gonna GIT SHOT?? yu may wanna "DUCK"

Everybodies doin it, doin it, doin it, pickin their nose n chewin it, chewin it,, NO NO!!~! You need to excuse me,, I git goin on a lil "diddy" and cant stop my self. Some say its the kid in me. Others, well they say things that have never really bothered me much.
But to get back to my original Mindset we need to address the Flu Shot. Tis the season, and everybody is "doin it" You hear it all over the place , Did yu get your shot yet? I hear plenty and am preached at constantly as I've never taken one. Until we began to really learn about Medicine and synthetic drugs Our cancer battle was all one sided with cancer and disease winning. . And as we began to understand, and look at issues from outside the little box we were in our life issues began to change. The Flu Shot contains Thymerisol, a mercury based drug . If you remember your chemistry its poison. A while back, it got a lot of Press as more and more information was exposed. And I'm told that in some areas you are offered a Thymerisol free shot. But I personally don't trust these fella's. They were trying to dump poison in me before, n my bet izz whatever preservative they decided to use now ain't much better. Formaldehyde is widely used as a preservative because its cheap. And its found in everything from jel's and handcreams to baby shampoo. folks who would intentionally do that, and not tell us don't give a rats butt about my life or my health.
It's now been 7 or 8 years since I started taking real supplements. Before that time, I could count on at least a couple nasty colds and for sure one good week of "da Flu". Now get this line for sure. SINCE that time, I get NOTHING!!~! Yes you heard me correctly , Nothing. Oh I may get to feeling a little draggy or achy, and if I do I literally run for my supplements. I hate being sick. Its not fun. So why not avoid it if its possible. And I'm here to tell you it's possible.
A Vitamin is NOT the answer. most Vitamins enter the stomach and stop there only to idle until you pee out most of the goodness, yeah, I couldda said pass it or Urinate but I'm inta fun and shock, Hey!~! Maybe I'm an old Shock jock!!~Well, at Any rate I like to have fun. It's Gods Medicine. But a vitamin, or supplement needs to have an Enzyme attached to move the goodies through our cell Walls and structure it so it can be absorbed by the Immune System. ( I've been doin my homework ) In fact Many of the States Carry a Provision that requires Septic System pumpers to screen their "dumpings" to catch all the lil plastic capsules that have not absorbed. I personally Have decided that Melaleuca provides my best choice in supplements, and order them monthly because I like their system. I'm sure there are other good ones but these I can understand and I witness great results.
So to finish this up I'm urging You to to think through your decisions concerning the drugs your introducing into your body. There may be a better solution that will do the same as well as compliment an already awesome system that God has provided
Thiomersal (C 9 H 9 HgNaO 2 S), commonly known in the United States as thimerosal, is an organomercury compound (approximately 49% mercury by weight) used as an antiseptic and antifungal agent. It was developed and registered under the trade name Merthiolate in 1928 by the pharmaceutical corporation Eli Lilly and Company and has been used as a preservative in vaccines, immunoglobulin preparations, skin test antigens, antivenins, ophthalmic and nasal products, and tattoo inks

Gods very best your way,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,SSNUFFY

REEEEEL MAPLE SYRUP

Age Sucks, I don't like it a bit!. I can be happily motoring down into town and the very next minute I gotta pull over and try to remember where the heck I'm going. I feel pretty safe tellin that little diddy here because I'll probably not be meetin any of you. I used to feel pretty cocky rattlin off my Drivers license number, or helping the wife with her Social Security Number but today, remembering where I live is right around the corner. And I'm more apt to work harder at beating the system now that my dear old unkle (SAM) has limited my allowance. stretch as I might there's always Month left at the end of the Money. So bein a crafty old fella I'm always lookin fer ways to trim the fat.
After a tasty Breakfast of pancakes n pure Maple syrup I finished it all up with a fresh cuppa coffee, Organic of coarse, in my special place out on the deck. Spring was springing and the snow was all gone but a few little piles hiding from the sun. As I searched for my first Robin something caught my eye. And as I turned to the north I could see something dripping from the huge maple in the front yard. I walked up close to find sap running in several different areas, dripping onto the leaves on the ground. The return to the deck was a slow trot as the wheels in my noggin began to creak n moan. You see although I'm sold out to buying Organic that $9.98 for a pint of pure Maple syrup has always bugged me fiercely. Those guys were makin a killing on something that God provided free , and I was about to get in on it. Coffee in hand I made it for the computer and Googled "how ta tap a tree" I next went to the shed and fabricated 4 spigots then went with my newly acquired knowledge , and carefully drilled 4 holes. On the pegs I hung 4 ice cream pails and I proudly watched the drip, drip, drip of my syrup. On the way back to the house I chuckled quietly, tickled with myself and my new found wisdom. Like a little kid I could hardly sleep and was up early . From the deck I could see that my buckets were overflowing and I wallowed in the praise I'd get from everyone for all that syrup. But when I reached the tree I saw WATER??,,,, yes water!! Chapter two said I needed to cook it down but Water? I stuck my finger in and tasted and,,, yup, its water.. Thinkin this was the wrong kind of maple tree i went back to the book n read some more, but nothing was mentioned of a tree giving water. Not wanting to call failure I dragged my "water" inside and set it to boil. and for hours i boiled n boiled until all that was left was less than i half inch of,,,,,,,,,,, water. But as i tasted the water it had sweetened . So I got more sap, and more sap and boiled n boiled. All total I boiled down over 40 gallons of water. In the end I had close to 3/4 gallon of pure maple syrup, very tasty but a huge amount of work. I have no Idea what the electric costs for at least 4 days of continuous use but I bet it wasn't cheap.
It was a fun adventure , enlightening and an educational. But I buy my maple syrup now, my wife wont let me use the stove anymore. Well I admit it, it was a little sticky when i was done. And you know, now that I've thought it through,,,, That Reeel maple syrup!! It's perdy cheap!!~!

Jenny's story.

Many have asked about Jenny's Cancer battle and her struggle to maintain. So I thought it timely to share that as the purpose and reason behind this blog.
Jenny and I are in our 41st year of marriage. both retired, both disabled. Living on a small hobby farm In southeastern Minnesota.
In Late 1996 Jen developed breast cancer. As you might expect that changed things for us quit drastically. Any hopes or dreams were dashed, as life took on a full schedule of tests appointments and treatments in a full out effort to kill the poison that was threatening our lives. After nearly two full years of surgeries, treatments, and reconstruction we were given the all clear and began the task of rebuilding our lives. In early 2000 The cancer had returned and had changed or Metastasized to the bone requiring more Chemo, more Radiation, to once again arrest the progression of the disease. For us, that period, from 2000 to 2005 was a regular weekly regimen of chemo, and radiation with very little progress.
In July of 2006 jenny suffered heart failure in the infusion center while undergoing chemo infusion and was rushed to emergency. Vein blockage required Heart surgery and valve replacement.
6 months later she was placed back on Chemo, with radiation following.
In early 2008 it was determined that the attempts were not working and she was sent home to die.
Jenny is a remarkable gal, with more guts and determination than anyone I've met. Tumors have destroyed her hip sockets requiring that I lift her each day to her chair, then back again to her bed at night. As an avid seamstress her determination is still to be productive . So I fabricated a portable table that sits on her recliner and hold her Various machines . and every day she quilts from her chair. I'm trying to figure out how to put pictures of her quilts up but so far no luck.
12 years of struggle here taught us that all these poisons do very little towards gaining on health. So we started searching for alternative meds and procedures. Its really amazing Whats out there if you care to check on your own. if you get past the drug companies, and the hype dumped on you by the Conventional Med Docs. your gonna find that All cancer is 95 percent DETECTABLE long before the lump stage by a test Known since 1996 called an AMAS test. That was the primary reason why I started my Website www.canceranswersthatheal.com.
We are being sold a bill of goods in my opinion. I watched thousands go through those revolving doors at the Cancer Center in the 12 yrs we were there. And I cannot think of one happy story to tell you.
I can tell you that as a disabled person myself I struggled greatly lifting jen in and out of the van every week for treatments. I can also tell you that several people contacted the American Cancer Society for help for me and they were unable to do nothing. But at the same time they were advertising for an area Manager at a salary of 80 grand, with perks.
And its interesting to note that All major Medical Colleges are fully funded by the Major Drug Companies.
I do this Blog to help others avoid what we went through. And it gives purpose to our struggle. And if it gets you to think on your own a bit it will be well worth the money or the effort to maintain the site
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Jenny sews everyday despite some very pain filled times. She's somtimes frustrated by a mistake or two but forgets that her memory might be hampered by the Morphinr pump thats runs a steady drip for pain control. Yet she is steeled in purpose giving nothing to the disease that grips her body. I'm not sure I could handle her burden , as I struggle greatly with the small part I play in being her caregiver. We know God will provide if we remain Strong and rest in the knowledge that He is in control.
You will be a joy for us if you'll check out your options before succumbing to Conventional Treatment Methods . You'll find that much of the disease we struggle with is rooted and grounded in the bad diets and processed foods weve excepted into or homes. And if you have a moment please leave an encouraging comment to a Corageous Lady, Thnx A.L.R.

MR. President

Good morning!, To all of you who have Awakened this day, you have been Blessed. I'm reminded of an old Hymn and the words,,, "the air that you breath is just given to you, and He can take it away." As much as we take life for Granted God has an option on this day. if He decides that life is over for you, then it is over, just like that. Scripture tells us there is a number to our days. And no matter where you stand within that number, today is but one of your number. And I think it wise to consider the purpose of your time. God says, life is but a season. And at its end you will be judged.
Yesterday was Election Day, N my guy didn't win. But again today I am still an American and my responsibilities have not changed. I am bound by Christian Principles that require that I get behind our leader. Lift him in Prayer and join the non-partisan effort to move us forward.
History was made as Our First African American person made the leap to the highest office in our Nation. I watched the faces of my black Brothers and Sisters, as the joy of achievement Broke through. And I saw in their tears the Joy of the moment as well as the anguish of many years of suffering. Suffering caused by many who thought themselves better.
The American Dream, as well as Her Success's were achieved through the Prayers and commitment of a people rooted and grounded in Faith in God. That's Indisputable for any who'd care to check it out. America today struggles on many fronts. Burdened by Greed and corruption. And We the people need to get back to basic principles.
President Elect Obama was not my choice. But we the people have spoken. HE needs our Prayers, and support, And We need to be an active part in this Transition.
Never before in our history have so many joined together in a cause. Records set in donations,
participation and poll counts. This is history, and You are a part of it. A.L.R.

A NEW DAY

I spent or wasted a lot of time this morning trying to think of something with substance to write about. Finally , I gave it up figuring the day for a loss. As I sat on my deck, drinking in some of the last of our Autumn Sun the phone rang. And I was introduced to a man with a heavy heart. He’s seen my website and was reaching for hope for his Mom who had cancer. We chatted a while and I shared what we have learned, and hopefully he went away a little more encouraged than discouraged. We spoke of Mom’s Immune system. And how he needed to get her started on fresh, live foods n water. And how he needed to get her some good Supplements to begin to build her health. Using good organic tea’s to begin to de- toxify her ailing body. And as he hung up I flashed back to Our first days and those awful gut wrenching knots that were instantly there when we first heard the words,,, “YOU HAVE CANCER”
WE play with life, were always going here or there. This needs doing, and that’s coming up, and We need to go here and,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,It all stops at those three little words. I had this man’s full attention because all that “stuff” just took a back seat to,,,LIFE!!!
IT’s appointed unto man once to die,,, and then,, “The judgment” A Scripture most everyone knows but we’d rather not bring it up for discussion.. And we certainly don’t wanna be on the next load headed for Heavan,,,,,or the “Other Load.” Goin due South!!
The fear of God is a healthy respect for his system. And I found out a long time ago that facing your fears brings them forward and allows us to examine and understand. Once a fear is fully understood, most of what was feared is gone.
Bladder cancer grabbed me 7 years ago, and life changed for me. Up to that point , Death was a long ways off. And i'd have plenty of time to deal with it when it came forward. But try as I might I couldn’t leave my thoughts there, and life as I had known it, now took on a new dimension. But I think it’s a good change. I’ve been reminded of my mortality. I’m not going to be here forever. And each new day carries a new value, which I try to weigh with a different scale. We tend to get caught up in things n stuff that really have no tangible purpose except to coddle the mind and create anther bill.
God gave Adam n Eve a place to live, some food and each other. There’s a key there.
I was givin the chance to drive a local “drunk Bus. ” Seems the city saw a need to get these college kids acclimated to night life in the city. Of coarse the generated revenue’s easily covers the bus to get the lil buggers back home to sleep off their ‘good times. So I drove them in and back at Bar close. The “fun” would start about 10:30 every night and I carried a scanner. Kids passed out in cars, at intersections, attempted rapes, Paramedics to alcohol poisoning, kids fighting, kids peeing on the streets, broken storefronts, accidents, knifings, and this,,,, every Friday, Saturday and Sunday night ,,for months on end. There were nights that I had girls fighting in the back of the bus and guys fighting in front and blood from the drivers seat all the way back. There were nights when I’d have to call the police to grab a kid so drunk that he was wandering blindly in the snow, naked to the waist in 20 below zero weather. This is Minnesota, we pick up people froze solid outside in winter if they disobey natures rules. Yet the greed for gain causes us to “educate the young in areas they need little help with. And It’s justified by providing a class on alcohol at school. Who’s kidding who here?
Life begins fairly simple. But we seem to see a need to pile on more "Stuff". And suddenly we are blinded to the simple things that offer peace.
The man I spoke with today is busy. All those important things that filled his day planner yesterday seen pretty trivial compared to saying goodbye to his Mom. And He reaches today for answers. I sincerely hope he finds them.
All things are relative, and everything has a bottom line. The bottom line here is , This is Gods world, scream n wiggle,, shake your fist if you want. I can tell you first hand it wont help. He made the rules that govern this planet. I ran across them my first 40 years. But I’m finding the ship floats much easier if I listen to the Builder.
And I find peace in knowing that even Cancer has to bow to Him unless He allows it’s presence.
The more I research the more clear its becoming that stress is yet another cause allowing our systems to take on disease .
There are revolving Doors at the Cancer Centers, and for good reason. The treatments are not working. Our 12 years going to treatment saw many many new faces, but very few folks leaving healed. Everybody knows a cancer victim or two, that should scare the hell out of you. Do something today to promote healing for your body. If you can't do it alone , just ask here for help. we'll help you put together a plan that you can start at home,, for free . Gods Very best Al Rothering 507-689-2401 or alroth@hbci.com,, or
www.canceranswersthatheal.com A.L. R.

Fried OATMEAL BURGERS

I just finished paging through an old cookbook titled “Stories n Recipes From the great depression of the 30’s”. At the very least a sobering revelation to the current day issues. But also a accurate tribute to the Ingenuity and resourcefulness of young families of that time.
We are so very spoiled. And yes, we have come so far. But much has been lost as we moved forward in search of more comfort and an easier lifestyle.
My mother used to tell us how she and her brothers pulled a wagon down the Railroad tracks picking up coal for heat. Because the alternate was huddling together under a feather tick throughout the night to sleep. In my own childhood I have vivid memories of quickly running downstairs to huddle in front of the fuel oil stove in order to dress without freezing. And the kids of today would have all been “In style” , as everything we owned was patched upon patches. One of my favorite digs to my youngest Daughter was “ you’d better hope that Betty Crocker lives a long life because with out her little boxes you can’t cook. “ It was always done in fun, but my point was made. And I’m happy to say that she has become a very impressive little homemaker in her own Right. But the issue is a tragedy. Betty sells us a box of flour, to which we add most of the primary ingredients anyway and we bake. But in the process we’ve lost the ability to do things on our own.
80 years ago, The bottom dropped. Jobs were scarce at best and money hard to come by. and Life, or survival became the everyday challenge for everyone.
The present Generations can’t begin to understand the strange changes this country went through at that time. And the structure of our American Society had disintegrated. Banks became worthless, businesses closed, and factories followed.
The role of mothers became a challenge to provide meals out of the most basic of ingredients. This book tells of moms canning Weeds for food as gardens were not able to furnish enough for the winter. And work if you were very lucky paid a dollar a day. Gas was .19 cents a gallon, to expensive to waste so walking became the acceptable mode of travel. Shoes were worn to nothing, and then you replaced the cardboard everyday that covered the holes in your sole. Soda pop was 5 cents a bottle but there was never any extra money for unnecessary sweets.
Cooked oatmeal was a godsend. Mom served it for breakfast, then pressed it in a pan to fry for burgers on the evening meal, meat was for the rich folks. Old clothes were recycled of not usable. Feed sacks turned into school dresses. Seams were carefully ripped apart and the cloth re-used to make new garments. Grandma’s old shredded nightgown became baby clothes and lining for mittens, Grandpa’s old worn socks became the cuffs for those mittens.
Often we see the frugality in older folks, and we snicker, but we were spared that struggle. And we have no rights except those given to us freely by a people who survived things that would challenge our very being.
We need to re-visit those days and take account of what we have and what we deem important.
A recent summer storm knocked out our power requiring that we grill out for a few days. I saw with my own eyes Actual Panic at the local quick stop because folks were unable to buy a little ice. I saw both anger and fear, and this was just three or four days. My God!! What will happen if we are required to re-live the 30’s?
We don’t need to dwell on what might happen, but we should consider where we are and what we can do if we are called on to function without all our comforts.
It’s called the 30’s because this was not just a day in our History, It spans years of struggle as those hard working folks brought this Country back from the hardest times on record. We need to be responsible with what we’ve been given.