Thank you, Lord, Never have I accomplished so many errands and tasks in one day. It felt good to help Rachel and myself. I love that our day ended at The Stern’s with our small group.
Tag: obedience
Tuesday June 24
The Holy Spirit bound Rachel and I together even deeper today.
We reorganized 75 percent of the store. We accomplished much and with the best helper. 💜✝️💜
Generations of Community
Generational wealth means different things to different people. This fine Sunday, June 22, 2025, my husband and I prayed about who we are to give our business. In our TEAM MC TRUST it goes to my kids. However, neither of my children has a heart for our business as a lifetime choice, as it stands. Plus, I have never wanted to put pressure on them to follow my footsteps as far as work. Roots and Wings have always been “my thing “ and it’s clearer now it’s YOUR THING. It was never mine. Everything belongs to you. YADA YADA. 😇
Maybe your business is meant to get Kyle out of Cookeville and to give him roots worth moving for sooner than later. Lead us as you grow us. Please show us.
Maybe we give Kyle half the business and keep half the profits, and those go to my kids after my passing. Details will be worked out in God’s Timing, not our own. We know that much is true.
His Timing ⏱️ is always perfect. Jenn is moving to Michigan and leaving us at the end of August. This gift to Kyle at 33, just before both his parents respective 61st and 60th birthdays, respectively, is almost poetic. Kyle has always expressed a genuine hearts for service to others.
The Holy Spirit nudged me to share with my husband WHY I believe I have been compelled for us to drive 1.5 hours to pick up my nephew to guarantee he is 2.5 hours in a different direction for his Mom’s Surprise 60th tonight. I knew I could not risk vehicle problems which have plagued Kyle to interfere with his attendance. 🤣
The drive being extended means my son wants to drive separately. We will have unusually long opportunity for meaningful conversation with my nephew. Thank you Lord.
I called my mother and shared that we wanted to invite her to pray with us about Kyle accepting the job and moving. She said, “I have been praying for a long time for Kyle to move anywhere and get out of Cookeville.” I agreed with her emphatically and asked we pray specifically for Kyle to be encouraged to move specifically to Murfreesboro.
Lord, you heard Mark’s specific prayer on our marital bed. You are answering these prayers from our Master Bedroom when we pray together. I am excited to hear how you show up in our CV Godversation with Kyle. 💜✝️💜
We even have a travel trailer he could live in if necessary! Thank you, Lord! I have loved him since he was born. But I really like this image of what a difference seven years makes. We shall make this photo again, this evening, with 8 more years passed.
I praise you, Jehovah Jireh, for all the ways you provide. I love you. 💜✝️💜
I wanted to hear Mazzy Star out of nowhere. Turns out, it’s one of his ex-wife’s top five and makes him comfortable. Thank you, Lord.
Mark doesn’t think he wants to bring up the shop conservation tonight. We are in the car driving two plus hours to take my nephew home. Then we have another 80 minutes to drive home. Lord, guard my tongue and may only praise come forth.
Thank for you making my Big Sisters surprise party so special. I love you.
Alternative Day
Opened the shop and had an amazing Godversation knee deep when The Lobdells arrived. Ben was so kind and agreed to return another time, as I truly want to hear his story.
The trade show was beyond blessed for me and for our business. Too much to think about in this moment, as I am waiting for eggs to finish boiling so I can be down for the day. I just know I must continue to obediently posts the gists of my days. Whatever is here in MyGodroom bleeds over (ISWYDT) and you leave me Jesus Breadcrumbs in many places. It’s why I can’t delete texts until Inhave screen shot them.
Silly to the world. Possibly annoying. Yet, I do as you ask and get to enjoy the SHOW you deliver to me each day. How blessed am I from the Gteat I Am. 💜✝️💜
Beyond grateful. Beyond blessed. Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU. Jesus!
John 15
I need to read and let it course through my veins.
Today was a great day and progress is evident. I must accept there is no way to write down everything Jesus does for me.
Thank you, Lord, For Miss Laura.
Thank you for my husband, my children and every other person I get to love.
I can do exactly nothing about the fact her former partner has s destroying her belongings. I can only promise to apply my hands and heart to help.
Great message, Lord. I see what you did there. 💜✝️💜
Return to Sunshine
New heart, new clothes. I feel completely transformed after the past forty days. It’s quite obvious the Holy Spirit was and remains at work and with me.
Bill was in from Cali and quite down. He was buoyant when he left. Not anything I said, but the spirit led a prayer for all our kids. As he walked out smiling from ear to ear, Amiable Allie visited us for the first time.
I just shared a few minutes ago about how God wants us to help these small businesses. No shocker that she actually makes mocktail type mixes and sells them and would love exposure!
Today is Lyss’ 23rd birthday and I supposed to have several big meetings today. Being nudged to post at 11 am tells me the day is going to be a huge day for Jesus in this shop. I am flat out giddy!
What happened today is beyond glorious. can’t get videos to post here, but they are worth finding on Facebook on my personal or business page for Community Vapor!
God is so very good to me. I don’t understand why He keeps pouring out so much awesomeness on my path. Every breath. Every step. JESUS IS MY EVERYTHING !!!💜✝️💜
Wildwood Wildly Beautiful Day
There are a host of things (🤣) which transpired today which all deserve to be acknowledged. They are handwritten in the shorthand in my relationship with Jesus.
As my God would have it, I planted seeds all day and replanted my aerogarden at home. I must shower and get to bed. Worked 13 hours. Ayin. 💜✝️💜
Obedience really does matter.
Baby Story for Baby Sis, because I love you.
Daughter Erin came in and broke down. Told me story of her tattoo. Broke down even harder.
Her grandma was OPAL and her sisters were RUBY and PEARL. 💕Then took me to Father in the truck and he broke down. Just catching the peace on Erin’s face in this one pic. They both wanted a photo with me on the couch, probably to give her 21 YO a visual.
She asked me to go talk to her dad and explain what happened Then He was compelled to come sit inside and talk to me while she ran errands for an hour or more!
When she returned , she saw his shaking was subsided 60 percent or more. He told her his back and neck were much improved also and that he praised God we do not sell Kratom.
Similar things have happened maybe five times today. A truly beautiful day!
I love you
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She “just happened to be leaving her FT job to get lunch at an odd time to get lunch. This was my text to My husband:
Thank you my love, praying together fuels my obedience!
Oops, might have edited that one (lol) . 🤣🤣🤣. God bless you for dealing with my obedience , I know it can be challenging.
I love you so much. Lyss was rushing to grab lunch at Chick-fil-A – saw the ambulance and rushed to check in and n me. Please do keep Lyss and Jon in your prayers.
12:43 June 17 for Chrissie
On 11/4/24, I drove to be with my daughter and her former partner when Anubis passed. It is not reasonable to hop on a plane to Rochester NY today, I know.
Ian just left the shop after sharing his Marine service, the fact he is going to Oxford MS tomorrow for orientation (24) to become a history teacher. He lost his last grandparent two years ago and only started searching for God about forty days ago.
Wayne shared the Grand Masonic Lodge is 100 years old this year. He maintains it. He and his bride will be married 57
Michaela and Gerson 10/11/2000 and 5/8/2000. Love her sweet spirit so much. Her eyes were opened wide when I shared what began May 8 and how prayers were answered at the event June 14 for Clays 4 Trey.
Lord, I am beyond grateful for the entire day. Mark bringing us the best cheeseburgers of our lives was wonderful. Our conversation about how we can love our neighbors was edifying for both of us.
Lindsey and Lindsey’s very different chats and the sweetness of Summer and Taylor are still lingering.
💜✝️💜
Sweet Caroline
Wowza! What a glorious God-filled day 2with beautiful violin music playing all day. Heavenly violin music with beautiful scenery to s simply amazing! I shared with Mark and He shared at the other shop.
I will return to write more about Jayden/Ezra and Sean/Jace. They deserve more than I can write now. Better than Ezra is an old band I have always enjoyed.
Jayden said he picked the name intentionally from the Old Testament. He had just come from a cancelled Bonaroo- huge music guy and he did not know the band. We sat down and watched two videos and had great Godversation.
Texted my hubby, “ We have the best customers possible. Added bonus, Trinity at Mariner Finance let us borrow her jumper cables to help Jayden start his vehicle. I need to find mine in the garage and put them where I they belong. …but perfect it was a Trinity who aided us. 💜d ✝️💜”
I spoke to Caroline and her husband on the phone. Praying she enjoys a peace filled meeting tomorrow. May her cancer leave her body without worldly explanation.
Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU, JESUS! 💜✝️💜
Daddy Day
Eight years ago, I shared this to Facebook on this very day. Since my heart is bubbling over with happy tears…need to ensure this is secured in My God Room.
Yessir, I see what you did there. You had me crying happy tears so hard because of all you have done for us since May 8, 2025. I love you with all I am or will ever be.
Daddy,
For Father’s Day, I pulled out the poem I wrote you for your 50th Birthday. I pondered where it was displayed near Army, Vietnam and even Steeler memorabilia. Your football and movie watching room reflected your own balance of strength and gentleness. It just overwhelmed me this morning that you had three stanzas from my heart hanging in your line of sight for almost 15 years. I thought I was being overly emotional, but it all came into focus during some quiet/prayer time.
Don’t know if it was “Oscar” gut instinct or divine guidance, but I pulled up the Obit from a Friend that was posted in The Leaf Chronicle when you died. Yes, it made me miss you all the more, for a few minutes. Still, I had to smile to see some similarities between the Obit from a Friend and my poem to you almost 15 years prior:
Introspective, check.
Stubborn, intelligent, disciplined, triple check.
Emotional competence, strength and character for another hat trick.
The same core truth echoed in both. I smiled because of other truths, as well. They may fill a book someday. For now, on this Father’s Day, I want to share what you managed to teach me on my 8th Father’s Day without you.
Daddy, as a 49 year old parent, I re-read every word of that poem. I considered how I feel when my own kids write me such heart-felt letters. Overwhelmed. Then, I let all the similarities fade into the background. There was a particularly blinding nugget of glorious truth in the first stanza. Feared. Past tense.
I still remember walking into your kitchen almost 23 years ago to celebrate your 50th. I remember thinking on the drive from Nashville of all the snarky things you or my sisters could say when I gave you a framed poem. Oh, how I miss your sarcasm! More importantly, I remember telling you it didn’t matter what you did with the gift and I surely didn’t expect you to hang it up. I just knew I had to speak the truth in my heart to you through those three stanzas. Quite frankly, I was surprised it didn’t end up in the closet with your record collection. I never expected it would be displayed with other precious memorabilia.
Maybe it hung in your line of sight because it was written truth. Maybe it inspired you to write your own truth on all those letters to the editor in years following. Maybe it was there because it brought you joy to know I had grown through my fear. As a parent, that’s a biggie. Maybe it was there because it acknowledged something wonderful about you that you desired to “hear” daily. No doubt, it was there for reasons I will never understand. I am just humbled and honored that it hung for any reason.
Today, the gift from you to me is a reminder of the power and beauty in written truth. It isn’t always sweet, sometimes it is salty. It’s always truth and there is beauty and power in it if you look hard enough. Thank you for leading by example in ways you never knew on earth.
My hope is you knew, unequivocally, the profound influence you had in my life. I honor it and you, daily. I pray you are so joyous in heaven that this letter isn’t even on your radar. Regardless, for Father’s Day, it only seemed appropriate to write it all out, Oscar style.
I love you, Dad.
My God Room 