Saturday, December 31, 2011

Lookin' Forward To A New Year And New Adventures

December 31, 2011

Wow--another few hours and 2011 will be over, and 2012 will begin.

Has anyone made any resolutions or set goals for the new year? As I stated a few posts back, I will work towards bein' more grateful to God and others. I'm also considerin' a few new experiments to post about.

First--along the lines of the Dress Experiment a few months ago--I'm considerin' a more lengthy experiment along those lines. I have been workin' on simplifyin' my life, and a recent study about minimizin' wardrobes has sorta caught my attention.

I was studyin' a project called Project 333, where you limit your clothin' to just 33 items for 3 months. I also found a project called Six Items Or Less, where you limit your wardrobe to six pieces of clothin', includin' outerwear, for one month. Now, it doesn't include underwear, accessories or shoes. I think even workout clothes are exempted from the challenge, so you wouldn't be goin' nuts tryin' to hand wash your undies every night.

I'm not sure what turn that experiment will take right now--but I'll let ya know when it begins.

Secondly--and I cannot BELIEVE I am even considerin' this--I am lookin' at a submission experiment. I have never been a totally submissive wife to my husband, and I know that has caused many a hard feelin' in our marriage.


I will be studyin' the scriptures to make absolutely sure of how I'll be required to respond to this challenge (and TRUST me, it will be a challenge for me--I'm very headstrong and independent). Then, after a LOT of prayer--I'll dive in. I'll also be studyin' sites such as LADIES AGAINST FEMINISM and TIME WARP WIFE.

Heh--no pressure, huh?

One last thing I'll be workin' towards is to lose the rest of the weight that I would like to get rid of. I have done well in keepin' off what I've lost and I only have about 20 pounds left to go. I also want to build up my muscle strength and firm up what's left.

(ya know that little hint of butt cheek that some women get in shorts? Well, since I've lost weight--I'm gettin' in long pants....)


Okay--so that is about the extent of my new year goals--oh--and I am tryin' to get another camera so I can show ya'll the beauty of my new home, as well as several step by step projects I wanna share.

Oh--almost forgot--around February, I will be puttin' some of my essential oil blends up for sale. I still need to figure out the orderin' and payment
details, but say tuned for more info.

Well, have a safe and wonderful New Years Eve, and may God richly bless you all.

Well, I still got chores--that don't change, no matter the year. Later ya'll.
© 2011 by Evelyn Edgett

Friday, December 30, 2011

Ready For Next Stage Of Movin' Process--Unexpected Blessin'--& Ninja Donkeys

December 30, 2011

Well, I have the cottage pretty well set up with the things we have already brought down--I can see the floor in my bedroom, and I found and repurposed the wood from an old entertainment center and some cinder blocks into a nice sturdy bookshelf.

I have found ways to cook without a lot of my usual tools. I must confess, it has been nice to not have to cook in one buildin' then carry the food to another--all I gotta do is take it outta the oven and set it over on a table.

I will miss my cast iron pans to cook with--but since I have a stove with a glass top--I can't use them. I will be able to bake in them, and I love the way cakes and cornbread turn out in cast iron. I did purchase three new FARBERWARE non-stick skillets for the top of my stove. They are workin' out pretty good.

Havin' a dresser for our clothes--one for EACH of us--has been takin' gettin' used to. I am so used to havin' all our socks in the same drawer, all our jeans in the same closet, etc--I find myself goin' to Brian's dresser to get MY socks.

I have very little to store in the attic, since I had been purgin' for so long. What I have been puttin' in the attic is stuff that is only used about once a year, like my big servin' platters or a big roastin pan.

So, everything is all nice and neat, everything in its place....

Yeah, that's gonna last.

We are fixin' to go up and get the last of our things, and then I'll have to begin the process all over again.

I don't mind really, in fact--I'm lookin' forward to one aspect of this next stage. When I bring all the rest of our winter clothin' down...

I'm gettin' rid of most of it.

Right now, we each have several sets of winter clothes, coats, thermals, etc. We had to have a lot on hand, since in the winter you can't always get to a laundymat, so if somethin' gets dirty, you just put it in a large basket to wait for the chance to wash it, and you grab another set to wear in the meantime.

Now that we have access to a washer and dryer--I can really pare down our winter stuff.

We did the same with blankets, because I learned that if someone gets sick and throws up on a blanket, or if you sweat durin' a fever breakin'--you need to have clean beddin' to replace the soiled things.

Now, we won't have that need for so many blankets, so I can purge out that part of our belongin's.

One unexpected blessin' we received in this move--I now have a HUGE upright freezer to use! I will be fillin' that sucker up wih meat and veggies as soon as possible, along with doin' a little ONCE A MONTH COOKIN'.

I'm still workin' on havin' a schedule of some type, and I have even made it outta bed before dark, snagged a wolf on a lead rope, then walked for a mile on the country roads. It was so nice, but Little Dove almost freaked out when she turned, looked back at a pasture, and saw three small donkeys stalkin' her! They are in a pasture with a flock of goats, since they make good protection for them. I told Dove that they were NINJA DONKEYS, since they were all black, and they silently slipped up on her.

Ever see a wolf roll her eyes like a teenager?

Another blessin' from this move is that the Redneck is more relaxed than he has ben in a while. Without all the cedar smoke from wood stoves up on the mountain, his asthma has not bothered him like it used to. He is breathin' better at night and sleepin' better. Heck, we all are, since his mom bought us all extra firm pillows for nice...

Well, I got chores. Later ya'll.
© 2011 by Evelyn Edgett

Sunday, December 25, 2011

My Greatest Gift To Myself And Others This Year

December 25, 2011

This mornin', after a good night's rest in a comfortable bed in a warm home, sleepin' beside my Beloved, and after a simple breakfast, I took a hot shower. As I stood there, enjoyin' the warmth of water that I didn't have to haul, heat and pour into a tub--I came to a great revalation of what I can give myself and others around me this year....



Simple gratitude.

I had become aware of just how much people, includin' myself, take for granted every day. In fact, many folks consider things that I have had to work so hard for the past 6 years (like a hot bath) as bein' somethin' they deserve, that they are in fact OWED somethin'.

I'm not complainin' about the hard work that I have had to do for the past 6 years--far from it. In fact, I am grateful for the strength and ability to haul water and wood, or to walk 5 miles to church, or even to lift and haul 50 pounds sacks of feed on my shoulder. I'm grateful for the ability to shoot a gun in defense of my home and family, or in the procurin' of food for my table.

I'm grateful for the lessons I've learned about life, and how these lessons have strengthened my relationships with my family and with my Lord.

I'm even grateful for the hard, hurtful lessons--the betrayals of friends and others whom I trusted. Those lessons have taught me to be more prayerful in my choice of companions and enterprises to pursue.

I am grateful that I am NOT owed anything by anyone. To feel that you are owed somethin' by the world fosters an attitude of bitterness and laziness. This ia all my own opinion, but I feel that it is very true.

I don't have access to a Bible right now, but there is a scripture that talks about givin' thanks in ALL things.

Not even certain where I'm goin' with this, but I just wanna state that I'm grateful for every blessin' that comes my way--even the ones that don't look like blessin's at first glance.

So, this year, I'm givin' myself the gift of gratitude, not only to God, but to others around me.

To begin with--I wanna thank all of you who read my blog. I wouldn't need to work hard at what I say here if I didn't feel a responsibility to you, my 'bleaders'.

Well, I got chores. Later ya'll.
© 2011 by Evelyn Edgett

Saturday, December 24, 2011

Christmas Greetin's And Catch Up

December 24, 2011

Hey, ya'll--sorry I haven't been postin' the past couple of weeks, but if you recall, I mentioned a big project in the works a few weeks back. It's been keepin' me hoppin', and now I'm ready to let ya'll in on the big news.

We are movin' back to Texas for a while!

Yup, we are takin' a sabbatical from mountain livin' for a while, in order to allow me some breathin' room while I work on the book I told ya'll about.

God has been so good to us as we prayed about this big step in our lives. He has provided a good job for the Redneck, a 'cowboy cottage' for us to live in, and folks to stay at our homestead in the mountains while we are gone, to keep an eye on things till we return.

We had actualy been feelin' His leadin' in this direction for a long time--we just hadn't known how it would come about. So, we just decided to be ready to go, but still carry on with our lives if we stayed.

We will still be livin' simply, but with RUNNIN' WATER! Let's face it--simple livin' has nothin' to do with WHERE you live, but HOW you live. I've already been barterin' for services and things we need. I joined an EXTREME COUPON group, and I should be ready for my 'maiden voyage' to the stores soon.

The first meetin' for the book has been rescheduled for after the first of the year, which I'm grateful for, since I'm still gettin' the 'cottage' set up. I'm really gettin' excited about the book, especially since I will be workin' with my friend and mentor, Eleanor. I've known her for over 14 years, and she has some wonderful wisdom to pass on. I'm honored that she and I are workin' together on this project. I pray that our efforts result in a product that will enlighten and and enable women to start healin' in their lives, whether from emotional, spiritual or physical issues.

I need to get crackin', folks--still have a lot of things to do before Christmas Day. Obie gets to spend the holiday with his dad, and the Redneck and I have a quiet day planned. I'm makin' a ham with dressin', mashed potatoes and gravy, corn and punkin' pie. We rented a bunch of dvds and plan to just eat and REST.

Oh--almost forgot--on December 28, at 9est/8cst--TLC is showin' an hour long special called EXTREME CHEAPSKATES. It will feature four of the top cheapskates in the cuontry, includin'.....JEFF YEAGER!!!!

I have already begged neighbor to let me watch it on his tv. Check it out--ya might learn somethin'.

Well, I got chores. Later ya'll.
© 2011 by Evelyn Edgett

Sunday, December 11, 2011

Book Review In The Early Mornin'

December 11, 2011

It's early mornin', and while the rest of the household slumbers in their beds, I am wide awake. I thought I'd take the time to get some online work done.

So here I sit, wrapped snugly in a blanket, as I write a review of another of John L. Hoh Jr's books, IMMANUEL! GOD IS STILL WITH US! A Look At How Scripture Shows Us An Ever Present God.

I like this book because it provides scriptural evidence that God didn't just 'whip up' creation, toss it out there in the great wide universe, then sit back and as the Bette Midler song says, "watch us from a distance".

Instead, Hoh's book puts forth the statement that;

"When we realize God has deliberately created us and formed us, when we realize that He does provide for us and presrve us, we then realize that we are in the best care anywhere. For what craftsman does not take care of his product?"

I dunno about ya'll, but to be considered a product of a Master Craftsman, not just a random bit of DNA, makes me feel treasured. After all, everyone admires fine workmanship, with its loving attention to detail.

Howevr, with a human craftsman, once the creation of a product is completed, it is often sold off to others, and while the creator may stand by and watch in horror as his product is neglected, abused or even destroyed--OUR Creator keeps His hand firmly in our lives, no matter what happens, no matter even if we turn away from His love and care. He does allow us the free choice to be our own abuser, and in some cases, our own bringer of destruction.

But understand the following statement, with absolutely NO room for doubt--





Got that?


Hoh's book uses Scripture to show that Immanuel has been within our lives from the creation of the world and each person in it, His presence throughout history, His role in the provision of Salvation, and how He is with us throughout our own daily lives--even when He seems absent during our greatest trials.

I recommend this book as a good resource. It reads well, and the common sense arguments interwoven with scripture help to put forth and clarify many points that even I hadn't thought of in my studies.As one review puts it, this book is not an evangelism piece, but instead a fiath booster for the believer.

You can order this book through Amazon.

Well, I got chores. Later ya'll.
© 2011 by Evelyn Edgett

Friday, December 9, 2011

Scripture For A Former Post--Big News--And Two New Blogs For My List

December 9, 2011

The other mornin' when I posted about cuttin' away everything that wasn't what our family wanted in our lives, I didn't actually post a scripture that related to my theory.

It wasn't that I didn't have one in mind--I just couldn't recall which one I wanted to use.

Today, I'm postin' the verse that relates the most to what I was talkin' about:

Hebrews 12:1

"Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles, and let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us." (NIV)

See what I mean now? Yes, the verse is primarily speakin' about castin' sin out of our lives, but it is also, in my opinion, talkin' about lettin' go of EVERYTHING that hinders us in our lives, be it a sin, an attitude, a negative person or an object that we need to let go of because it is takin' up too much room or time to maintain.

Now that I have that clarified--I wanna talk about the BIG NEWS.

I have a book deal!

Yup--gonna be writin' on a book with a friend about women's health issues as they relate to alternative medicine. We will look at the physical, mental, emotional and spiritual health of women, and how aternative therapies can be used to aid in the maintenance of good health and the recovery from poor health.

Cool, huh?

We will start in on this project in January, since we both wanna be past all the Christmas (Yes, I said CHRISTmas--deal with it) holidays.

You will also notice that I have added two new blogs to my blog list--, and I think you will enjoy both of these women's point of view. I am especially honored to list An Oilfield Wife, since the blogger is my very own friend, Alyssa, whom you will recall from my posts about her baby daughter in the hospital. This is her first attempt at bloggin', so please be kind and constructive in your comments to her--or I might get over

Well, I got chores. Later ya'll.
© 2011 by Evelyn Edgett

Thursday, December 8, 2011

More Purgin'--Kudos To Jeff Yeager, The Ultimate Cheapskate

December 8, 2011

Did more purgin' yesterday--and again found that I have already been doin' a lot of that. I only had a couple of things to donate, and they were simply memorabilia from years gone by. I'd hung onto them for sentimentality, and it was just time to let them go so they could do some good for someone else.

Yesterday I got a message from my buddy Jeff Yeager, author of THE ULTIMATE CHEAPSKATE'S ROAD MAP TO TRUE RICHES, and THE CHEAPSKATE NEXT DOOR (which *I* am mentioned in--TWICE). He has a third book in the works about repurposin' things that most folks would toss out.

Well, his message asked me if I would be willin' to talk with a reporter about Jeff's bein nominated as one of the 12 most popular financial gurus of 2011.

Normally I would have jumped at the chance and had a blast talkin' about my 'thriftology' philosophy. Unfortunately, I am in the middle of a big project--not just purgin'--and I had no idea what my schedule would be so that the reporter could call me and talk.

So, since I had to pass on that chance at fame (or would that be infamy? heck with me ya never know.), I decided that I would write my own little article about why Jeff Yeager is so popular with folks--at least my take on the subject. has set up a poll nominatin' 12 of the most popular financial advisors for 2011. Jeff is one of them. Suze Orman, Dave Ramsey, and others are also listed. If you wanna vote for Jeff or any other of the nominees, just go to;

Okay--why do I think that Jeff is so popular with folks when it comes to the topic of savin' money? Well, my take on this is that there are two types of financial advisors.

You see, Suze Orman, Dave Ramsey, and many others are lookin' at the cut and dried, black and white aspects of debt reduction and generatin' income. That is important, yes, but it often just doesn't compute with folks like me, whose eyes glaze over durin' explanations of IRAs, 401ks, and the stock market. To me--those are all abstract concepts that don't make a bit of sense.

Look--I'm not stupid--I just haven't found someone who can make it 'real' to me in a way that I can grasp the concept and make it my own. It's like when I struggled with taxes for so long, until a wonderful accountant found a way to make it clear to me. Since then, I've actually ENJOYED doin' taxes, 'cause I UNDERSTAND them.

Jeff, on the other hand--deals with financial matters in a creative way--and NO, he doesn't suggest you do anything unrealistic with your checkbook!

Instead, he looks at the topic of frugality from the perspective of STOP FOCUSIN' ON WHAT YA AIN'T GOT--LOOK AT WHAT YA HAVE.

A lot of our financial problems come from a wrong perspective. We see a commercial for a CAPTAIN BILLY BOB WHIZ BANG WHAZZIT, and right away we think--I GOTTA GET ONE OF THOSE!

So we rush out and spend money we don't have on somethin' we don't need in order to impress people we don't even like....hold it--I know that's a quote from somewhere--I just can't think if who said it right now, never mind, you get the idea.

ANYWAAAAAYYYYY....Jeff encourages folks to look at their lives in a way that, as one article put it--"they can live comfortably on any income", and "make the most of what they have."

Hmm...sound familiar? I think if we look in the Bible, we will find many of those same ideas....

Philippians 4:11-12 "I am not saying this because I am in need, for I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances.I know what is is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want."

1 Timothy 6:6-8 "But Godliness with contentment is great gain. For we brought nothing into the world and we can take nothing out of it. But if we have food and clothing we will be content with that."

Hebrews 13:5 "Keep your lives free from the love of money, and be content with what you have, for God has said, 'Never will I leave you or forsake you.'

I'm not sayin' money is evil--it is a TOOL, just like a hammer or a wheelbarrow. You don't idolize your tools do ya? (okay--maybe you do if you're a guy in the CRAFTSMAN department at SEARS--but I'm talkin' NORMAL people here)

Jeff appeals to the creative side of my frugal nature. Seriously--why spend money to solve a problem when you can have fun doin' it creatively AND save money
at the same time?

I know that some people look at me like I am nuts when I do some of the things I do to save money, but I don't care what they think. I know that for every dollar that I don't spend of what my husband earns--that allows him the freedom to refuse to have to work overtime to replace it. That in turn means he can spend more time with us, his family.

What is all boils down to, Jeff Yeager proposes a return to a common sense ooutlook on life and finances. Life ain't 'stuff'.

Well, I got chores. Later, ya'll.
© 2011 by Evelyn Edgett

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Results Of First Day Of Cuttin' Away--My Christmas Decor

December 7, 2011

Well, the first day of cuttin' away revealed somethin' interestin'. As I began to purge stuff from our little home, I found out that I had been 'cuttin' away' already, and that there was not a lot in the big room that actually had to go. Oh, I did fill up several bags and boxes with stuff to donate--but they were really already things that had been designated as donations--I just hadn't gotten around to gettin' rid of them.

Today I will continue my purgin' in the big store room, where, actually, most of that stuff is hubby's gunsmithin' tools and books--so I can't decide about that stuff. I will either just box it all up and set it aside for him to go through later, or I will leave it all out and let HIM make all the decisions, period.

I don't 'do' holiday decorations--I stopped them when I got divorced years ago. Not from bitter feelin's or anything like that, no. I just realised that while they can be fun--they can also be a LOT OF WORK. As a suddenly single mom with a special needs son, homeschoolin', a job and buildin' my massage therapy practice--I figured I had better things to spend my time on than decorations that would just have to come down later anyway.

So, for a long time I just didn't put anything up. Oh, we enjoyed the decorations at other folks houses and I still have fun goin' to a mall and overloadin' on the sensory input of lights, music, and Singin' Fish on clearance.

But...come on, folks. Christmas is NOT about all that. It's about the birth of a SAVIOUR for all mankind, a baby in a barn Who would grow up to die for our sins and IF we accept His sacrifice--give us eternal life.

Eternal life or shiny ornaments.....? Hmmm....Hard choice? I think not.

No--I am not a Scrooge, and BTW, I LOVE the movie with Albert Finney. As I said, I like the tinsel and bows, music and food--oh YES, I LOVE THE FOOD!!

I like gifts and all that stuff--I'm just sayin' let's keep it all in perspective.

Wait--wasn't I gonna talk about my decoration? Oh yeah. Sorry, I have blod ADD.

These days, the only decoration I put out is a small, one piece nativity scene that I got from a friend who was gettin' rid of it years ago. It is a ceramic stable with the Holy family inside. It's about 10 inches high and wide, very simple and pretty. I set it on a table or cabinet, maybe with candles also, but that is pretty much it. I have had folks get on to me, sayin' I HAVE to have a tree for Obie. I got news for ya--Obie could care LESS about a tree--he would rather spend the time we would spend on puttin' up a tree doin' somethin' else. He loves to go to Christmas programs with music and singin', and he digs goin' to the mall to look at stuff like I do.

The Redneck? Well, he is like us in this matter. He digs decorations, but at home he wants to be comfortable, so he likes things just as they are.

I just realised--my way of decoratin' for the holidays is a way that I had 'cut away' years ago! I don't do it because it doesn't delight my family's heart--SO IT WENT.

Man, am I good at this or what?

Well, I got chores. Later ya'll.
© 2011 by Evelyn Edgett

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

What's Not An Angel In Your Life?

December 6, 2011

Again, I am amazed at what God uses to answer prayers in my life.

I have been workin' at makin' our family's life a bit more simple and serene lately, and even though I have put a lot of effort into this process, I've still been stymied as I've prayed, purged and packed away a lot of things.

I finally just said, "Father--HOW THE HECK AM I SUPPOSED TO GET ALL THIS DONE?
Every time I get close to havin' the time to do what needs doin', another 'crisis' comes up and I have to attend to that. How do I create the life my family needs?"

Then, as always--He answered.

With a story from days in Art History class in college.

It was a story about Michelangelo--you know, the dude who painted the Sistine Chapel and sculpted magnificent figures from marble? (Oh yeah--he was also a manic/depressive who liked to THROW said hunks of marble at his assistants)

Someone once asked him how he sculpted such an awe inspirin' angel from a hunk of cold marble.

He replied, "The angel is already there--I just cut away everything that isn't it."

Whoa--if that ain't scriptural--I dunno what is.

When that came to me this mornin' just before the alarm went off--I flipped.


All I have to do is 'cut away' what isn't the life our family wants.

It's like this--if somethin' doesn't fit in with what God's Word says--it goes. If it doesn't fit in with what we love--not like or do because others do it and expect us to do also--it goes. If it doesn't just absolutely delight our hearts and minds--IT GOES.

Yeah, it's kind of like the Rock or Gem game, but even simpler, I think.

Ya just look at what you really want out of life--and you cut away what ain't that.

I explained the idea to Brian when he had enough coffee in him so his grey cells worked, and he likes it.

So, startin' this mornin', I will be 'cuttin away' a lot of stuff, and donatin' it. When I'm done--everything that is left should be what we want.

And then I'm gonna do it again.

And again.

Aaaaaaaand a few more times.

I'm gonna keep this process up until I know for certain that what is left is what we want.

But, you ask--suppose you give away somethin' you need or want later?

So what?

Trust me--there is a lot of 'stuff' that will be floatin' around out there, tryin' to find its way into my life. All I have to do is wait, and if I truly need or want somethin'--it will show up.

I figure the Bible and prayer are my hammer and chisel.

I guess another way to look at it is that a hunk of marble is only a cold, hard chunk--no life.

However, when a Master Craftsman puts His hand to it with love and expertise, He can bring life from what was just...there. I mean--if you ever get a chance to see a sculpture from a true artist--you will almost see it breathe and move in the light.

So basically, what I'm doin' is allowin' The Master Craftsman to wield His chisel in my life, and just let Him bring out the life that is underneath all the heavy 'chunks'

Hmmm..I think that's been goin' on all along--I'm just decidin' to stop fightin' Him when I feel the 'THUNK' of another piece flyin' off.

Well, I got chores. Later ya'll.
© 2011 by Evelyn Edgett

Friday, December 2, 2011

Restin' On A Rainy Day, And A New Poem

December 2, 2011

Ahhh....a quiet day at home, with the Redneck and Obie watchin' movies while I play online. Oh yeah--I have access to internet at home, well at least for a bit, thanks to a friend's web access. I gotta give it up on Sunday. But until then? I'M GOIN' FULL TILT BOOGIE ON THE WORLD WIDE WEB!!!!!! I've been researchin' frugal livin' and how to videos--readin' other folk's blogs and lookin' up scripture references. Brian just grinned when he saw that I'm able to do a lot of the stuff I don't have the ability to do normally. Heck, as long as he and Obie get fed and the house is clean-they told me to have a blast.

Will do, chief.

Okay, lately I've been workin' on more poems, and the Lord has been just blessin' my little words on paper. I know I say this a lot--but it just absolutely FLOORS me that God loves us so much, even though we are the biggest bunch of goof ups.

So, here is one of my latest offerin's up to our Father--if you like it--give Him the glory--if ya don't--talk to Him, He gave me the poem....{{GRIN}}

Evelyn Edgett
November 25, 2011

Ya know, God's in charge of this 'shivaree' we got goin' on down here.
So why is it when things don't go our way, we react with panic and fear?
Could it be that down deep we don't REALLY trust the LORD of all creation?
And that in our arrogance we believe we know better than Him how to handle our own situation?

"God, this is the way it's gotta be done!" we shout while kneelin' in prayer.
"I know Your word says come over here, but dadgum it, I wanna go THERE!"

We want God to do it the way that we want, the solution with a pretty red bow.
But that ain't how it works in the spiritual realm, and if you've read His book, then you already know.

That before He spoke the world into existence, He knew every day of our lives.
Whether we'd be rich or poor, cowboy or preacher, even if we'd be husbands or wives.

He even took the time to number every single hair on our head.
So why is it when trouble comes, we forget every word that He said?

He told us that we would have trouble, He never once lied about that.
He also said He would never leave or forsake us,
So the devil can just stuff that in his hat.

So folks, I'm here to tell you today--if you don't like what's in your life right now,
Stick your nose into His holy word, pay attention and read just how.
God's word says that everything that happens is for our good and for His Glory.
So shut up, quit whinin' and TRUST HIM.
Well that's it, that's the end of my story.

Well, I got chores.
© 2011 by Evelyn Edgett

Thursday, November 24, 2011


November 24, 2911

Well it is turkey day, and we ended up not makin' puerco pibil after all. Instead, we are at a friend's house havin' a heck of a great meal and fellowship. I had called her to catch up yesterday, and as we talked, I ended up sorta kinda gettin' invited to her house, and we sorta kinda accepted, and well, here we are!

We always have so much to be thankful for, but this year we have been UBER blessed all year. There have ben so many cghanges in our lives, and God has shown us a new vision and mission for our family--more on that later--I'm too full of turkey to type a whole lot today.

Well, I hear a piece of punkin' pie callin' my name and some pecan praline ice cream joinin' in the siren song......
Later ya'll.
© 2011 by Evelyn Edgett

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

Still Preppin' For Thanksgivin'--Obie Gives Me A Laugh--My Eulogy

November 22, 2011

Well, had to come back into town today. Not only gettin' stuff ready for Thanksgivin'--hubby says that since it's cold and rainy, he wants us to have the truck for feedin' Alyssa's critters. Says we can't walk in the dark in the cold and the rain. Isn't that sweet?

He may be a Redneck--but he's wonderful.

Okay--preppin' for Thanksgivin'. Since we won't be goin' down to Texas this year, and we really just wanna relax--no guests, no big meal--

I will be fixin' Puerco Pibil.


Puerco Pibil is really wonderful--and easy, cheap--and just TASTY.

And yet it's just pork butt that's been marinated in spices, orange juice, a splash of tequila and then slow roasted for several hours. You serve it over rice or with tortillas. I'll probably make a large salad to go with it.

Was that thunder?

Nope--my tummy rumblin' just thinkin' about it.

This mornin' the alarm went off, and I went to fix the guys coffee. I woke Obie up, and when he stuck his head out from under the blankets--I burst out laughin'.

He had gone to sleep with hair still damp from bathin', and when he woke up--he had these 'horns' stickin' out from the sides of his head! He looked like a horned owl!

I told him he was gettin' a haircut this mornin', since his hair had reached this stage. He was thrilled, since he prefers a buzz cut anyway. I have to borrow the neighbor's clipper set, since ours had died a few weeks back, and that was how his hair got that long. One of his Christmas gifts this year will be a new set of clippers.

We did what we could with a damp hairbrush to tame his 'feathers', but it will take a haircut to truly remedy the situation.

While I was gettin' dressed, I got to thinkin' about my eulogy for when I shuffle off this mortal coil. No--nuthin's wrong--I'm healthy as the proverbial equine--it was after seein' one of my favorite t-shirts this mornin'. It says:


It ain't scripture--but it's good advice, doncha think?

Anyway--I got to thinkin' about what I would like to have said over my remains on that day, 'cause I know who I want to do the service--my little Preacher at our cowboy church. I know that he will 'get' how I want stuff done, and he'll understand when the music played will be not only Keith Green's "Lord You're Beautiful" and Ray Perryman's "I Can Only Imagine", but also Confederate Railroad's "Still One Outlaw Left", and Junkyard Gentry's "Tonight The Eagle's Got To Fly Alone".

I know that Preach will say stuff about my life--some good, some funny. There may an anecdote or two, maybe even a poem I wrote.

(BTW, Preach--I'm not tellin' ya what to say--just ponderin'. If you are the one to do my funeral someday--you have my confidence that you'll do a good job.)

But when he gets up to speak--there are some things that I want to make certain he DOESN'T say.

I don't want him to say "Her faith in God never wavered" or "She never doubted."

Cause sometimes it does, and sometimes I do.

Don't get me wrong--I know that He is always in charge, and I know that He will always do what is best and He is ALWAYS on time--just maybe not on MY schedule.

But don't hold me up as a spiritual giant who never had doubts or fears--because I don't want someone listenin' to ever think that I was anything special.

Cause I ain't.

I'm just me--but for some bizarre reason, God found me worth dyin' on a cross for so I could spend eternity with Him.

Yeah, I know. Weird, huh?

So, Preach, just tell the folks the truth. That sometimes I called you cryin' over stuff that freaked me out. That sometimes I just got so darned mad I could snatch a buffalo bald. And that sometimes, like Elijah, I just laid down and begged God to let me die.

...and then...

You tell 'em how after I did all that nonsense and finished my hissy fits with God--

I got up, wiped the dirt off, and stood facin' those giants--and spit in their faces.

Tell 'em how I shoved my sleeves up and declared that I serve a God of power and grace, and how I'm not a victim--but a victor.

And then you tell 'em how I got the heck outta His way, and let Him handle whatever life threw my way.

"Then all this assembly shall know that the LORD does not save with sword and spear; for the battle is the LORD's and He will give you into our hands." 1 Samuel 17:47 NKJ

You tell 'em, Preach.

Well, I got chores. later ya'll.
© 2011 by Evelyn Edgett

Monday, November 21, 2011

Baby Is Back In Hospital--More Prayers Requested--I Find A New 'Sport'

November 21, 2011

Hey ya'll--just a quick post to let everyone know that the little 4 month old had to go back into the hospital this weekend. She has fluid on her brain, due to a stroke she suffered earlier. The doctors are waitin' to see if it will reabsorb on its own, or if they need to go in and drain it.

So, as you can guess, we are back to feedin' the family's animals for a few days. I got no poblem with that--I consider it a privilege to be able to serve this little family in a way that I am actually good at.

One unexpected bonus from critter sittin' is that we have been able to watch a little tv, since we don't have any ourselves. The main thing we have found is....


Seriously--almost a THOUSAND CHANNELS--and NOTHIN' worth seein'.

Okay--we have gotten to watch a few Christian programs that are worth the time, and Brian and Obie have enjoyed a few car and military themed shows.

But mostly it is a wasteland out there.

Except for....


Holy jumpin' cats--I LOVE THAT SHOW! I take NOTES on strategies these folks use to lower grocery bills. I have found a new sport to pursue.

I told Brian, "I don't wanna be as NUTS as some of these folks are--but I want a piece of the action."

I mean, think about it--you could build a stockpile for your own family's use, PLUS have plenty to donate to food banks, homeless shelters, women's crisis shelters, etc.

I used to do triple couponing years ago, and my personal best was $120 worth of food for $40. I thought I was good back then--but wow--I am impressed at how many folks actually end up bein' owed money by the stores.

Yes, I hear some of ya'll out there sayin' "But coupons are only good for procesed foods."

If you are givin' it to a homeless person--they don't CARE if it's not UBER ORGANIC. They will be grateful that it is EDIBLE and doesn't come out of a DUMPSTER.

Look at it this way--if all of us good 'keepers at home' were to spend some time learnin' these systems, and then puttin' then into practice--we could really make a dent in our local hunger problems. When Jesus said "You will always have the poor with you," (John 12:8) He didn't say that we were to just write the poor off since, after all--they're always gonna be there.

If by doin' just somethin' simple like donatin' couponed food to shelters,
givin' blankets to the homelss, or even handin' over your pocket change to the guy with the sign on the street corner you can alleviate some of the sufferin' in the world--why don't more of us do it?

Well, I got chores. Later ya'll.
© 2011 by Evelyn Edgett

Friday, November 11, 2011

Happy Veteran's Day From A Vet, and Book Review

November 11, 2011

Happy Veteran's Day! Bein' a vet myself, I find this day special for many reasons, but mostly I just think it is so cool that our country honors the men and women who have been and currently are willin' to serve in the armed forces.

Okay--on to the book review I've been promisin' ya'll.

Now, our family has never done the Santa Clause gig, since I just don't think it adds anything to the holiday. However, I have no problem with the fat dude as a fictional character, anymore than I have a problem with Harry Potter. Let's face it, a kid has a lot more sense than folks give them at times, and if you make certain that they understand the difference between the reality of Jesus Christ and the fantasy of Santa Clause--I got no trouble with that.

(Okay, there was that ONE time when Obie was about 6, and he was with me at a mall in Dallas, and we passed by a bunch of moms and their ill behaved monsters--er--adorable children, all waitin' to sit on the mall Santa's lap. As I said, most of those kids were brats, and Obie looked at me as if to ask why they were actin' like that. I smiled and said in my sweetest voice, just loud enough for the moms to hear....

"Honey, see, this is what happens when you teach children to worship a false god that encourages greed and selfishness!"

Obie simply nodded and said, "Ohhhhhh...." as if he was really contemplatin' the philosophical aspects of my (face it--mean spirited) comment. Needless to say, I got some dirty looks from the moms and 'elves'.

Soooooo.....let's move on, shall we?

John L. Hoh, Jr, is a wonderful fella I met through bein' friends with Jeff Yeager, aka THE ULTIMATE CHEAPSKATE ( on Facebook. As we talked, I learned he is an author of several books. When he offered to send me a review copy of soe of his works, I jumped at the chance. This review is for SANTA CLAUS IS HE FOR YOUR CHILD? A Look At The History And Teachings Of A Child's Saint.

Since John is a technical writer, and he has attended seminary, I will confess I was sorta leery that his writin' would be a bit....dry. I am happy to report that is far from the truth. John's book, while scholarly, is in no way geared only to academics. He starts out with a suggestion that Santa Clause is diametrically the opposite of Jesus, and that 'jolly old Saint Nick' ain't so Saintly after all.

He proceeds to explore the historical facts and fallacies of Nicholas of Myra, the man whose life is supposedly what our modern day Santa Clause legend has been built upon. As I read, I was amazed at the information John has included--I thought I knew a lot about this 'saint', but his knowledge far outstrips my own research.

He goes on in later chapters to describe many of the Nicholas legends, such as the legend of the three virgins, in which Nicholas saves not just one, but three daughters of a merchant from bein' sold into slavery or prostitution. Other legends tell how he became the patron saint of sailors, children, house thieves(and you thought he was bringin' stuff IN with that big sack!), and even liars.

John also gives a good description of how the Santa Clause legend evolved throughout history in other countries, and then he expounds on our modern day Santa and his evolution in American history.

The thing I appreciate in this book is how John uses scripture to back up his theories and put his facts in Biblical perspective for the Christian.

As he states, the decision to incorporate Santa Clause into a child's life is ultimately the parent's decision, and I agree wholeheartedly.

I only have one gripe about the whole book, and it has nothin' to do with any of Hoh's writin'. I hate how the table of contents simply reads Chapter One, Chapter Two, etc. Their are actual titles to each chapter, and they are listed at te beginnin' of each one, but if all ya wanted to do was cheack out a specific chapter for information, you can't just look at the contents page and find it--you have to flip through the book to find what you are lookin' for. I would also like to see a subject index in future editions.

I recommend this book as a good reference point for parents who aren't certain if they want to add Santa Clause to their family's Christmas traditions. It also got me thinkin' about other holidays, and how we as Christians are often influenced by media.

You can order John L. Hoh Jr.s book SANTA CLAUSE: IS HE FOR YOUR CHILD? from, or

Well, I got chores. Later, ya'll.
© 2011 by Evelyn Edgett

Thursday, November 10, 2011

Good News, GOOD News, GOOD NEWS!!!!!!!!!!!

November 10, 2011

Howdy, boys and girls--I am back! Things were hoppin' around here for a bit untl I got my 'sea legs', and developed a rhythm to help me get through all I had to do lately. Fortunately, I'm clickin' on all gears now, and things are runnin' smooth again.

I won't go into a lot of detail right now, since I am still a tad pressed for time, but I wanted to let all of ya'll know that the little 4 month old with meningitis is doin' WONDERFUL! She is off all the machines for breathin' and they are supposed to be takin' out her feedin' tube this mornin'. PRAISE GOD FROM WHO ALL BLESSIN'S FLOW! YEEEEHAW! Way to go, little darlin' you keep fightin', and we'll keep prayin'!

Her mommy, daddy and big brother are all doin' good. When I recently asked about the 'big brother', his mom replied, "well, he's not thrilled about all this, but he is happily terrorizing his granddad right now!"

I've been carin' for their animals while they are at the hospital, and God has used that experience to teach me a few scriptural lessons--more about that later. I have to say, I never thought I'd be runnin' around tryin' to find a bathroom heater for an iguana--but when it got cold, I just coldn't let the little guy croak on my watch, ya know? So now'Godzilla' as I call him, is toasty and warm in his cage. I actually think he looked at me with gratitude when I got the heater plugged in--who knows?

Okay--what else? Oh yeah, gotta tell ya'll about my latest find at the thrift store. I finally have my own copy of JANE EYRE by Charlotte Bronte, for a whole 20 cents. I have always loved the book, and I have enjoyed many of the various films made about the tale. So now, I can enjoy it whenever I like, and I intend to enjoy it as soon as I can, and I will be puttin' to good use the lovely tea things I received from my pen pal last week as I do it. My goal is to set up my 'tea time', with lovely goodies, and to read one chapter per day as I take a breather from my day. I'm lookin' for a good recipe for crispy ginger snap cookies to make--I LOVE THOSE THINGS!

Okay, I have to go for now--still have a lot of things to handle for a time,but if all goes well, I may be back tomorrow to post a book review from my friend, John L. Holt, on his book, SANTA CLAUSE, IS HE FOR YOUR CHILD? I'll get that out as soon as possible, since this is the perfect time of year to review the subject.

Well, I got chores. Later ya'll.
© 2011 by Evelyn Edgett

Monday, October 31, 2011

A Wonderful Surprise, Gonna Be Busy For A Bit, And A PRayer Request

October 31, 2011

Well, I said this is our busiest month--I just had no idea HOW busy this month.

I know we have all heard that one should never pray for patience, since God will give you all kinds of situations to develop it with. I am here to tell ya'll that patience ain't the ONLY thing you have to be wary of prayin' for!

I have been prayin' for the ability to develop a servant's heart--oh boy, am I gettin' a chance to grow in THAT area!

There is a wonderful little family thatr attends our church, and they live about 4 miles away from us. Last Thursday, their 4 month old duahgter was placed in pediatric ICU after bein' diagnosed with meningitis. She is on a ventilator, but improvin'. That is the prayer request I am sendin' out to all my readers, that this precious baby be healed and be able to come home soon. Also, I am askin' for prayer for her mom and dad, and especially for her 'big brother', who is about 2 years old. While he is with his grandparents, and he loves them a lot--I know he has to be wonderin' where his mommy, daddy and little sister are. Remember, he's 2, and doesn't understand this situation.

Please pray for me, too, as I am takin' care of their animals while they are away, along with my own chores. I ask for wisdom in how to arrange my day so that I can care for both sets of critters, and still be able to care for my own family, without runnin' myself into the ground, which I will do if I don't use wisdom and listen to my husband.

Oh yes, I also want to announce that God is so good! I had received a comment from my pen pal, Marqueta, over at, that she was sendin' me a little somethin' in the mail.


I got her 'little somethin', and I couldn't believe it when I opened this huge box and found cloth napkins, a little yellow coffee pot lotion/soap dispenser, a sugar bowl and creamer set for my afternoon tea, an apron kit to sew up--and oh gosh--my eyes bugged out at this--a coffee carafe that sits on a metal stand over a tea light to keep liquuid warm! Oh yes, and an older copy of VICTORIA magazine. There were also some lovely crocheted doilies and lace hankies.

See why I say that God is good? He knew that I had been really a bit pressed for time and peace lately, so He arranged for Marqueta's gift to arrive on the perfect day to lift my mood. I now have somethin' to look forward to as I go through the next few weeks of hectic schedule. I know that when this all passes by--and all things do pass away over time--I will have some lovely things to arrange as I finish puttin' my cabin kitchen together for the winter months ahead. Yes, I know it is a little thing--but life is made up of little things, little blessin's and joys that God sends to fill our lives with His Love.

"So let's not get tired of doing what is good. At just the right time we will reap a harvest of blessing if we don't give up." Galations' 6:9, NLT

So--if ya'll don't see me for a time--I'm just learnin' to develop that servant's heart I've been prayin' for!

Well, I got LOTS of chores. Later Ya'll.
© 2011 by Evelyn Edgett

Monday, October 24, 2011

Fall Festival, Stalkin' Bikers, And Flat Tires In God's Plan

October 24, 2011

Well, I survived another Fall Festival at Robber's Cave, and even though I am tired today, I am also jazzed at how wonderful it all was.

The men from our church got the tent put up Thursday night, and I started a fire in our fire pit we brought from our homestead. The kids who do the security durin' the festival like to sit around it at night, and some of the vendors who stay there at night cook hotdogs over it. They keep it goin' so I don't have to work so hard to get the day started when we arrive.

After a good night sleep, we were up at 4 am Friday mornin', had critters fed and watered, and arrived at the park by 6 am. We got coffee started, and once it was done, I put two milk crates in a wagon, filled one with sugar, creamer and spoons. In the other crate I placed an old baby blanket, and then set an old enamel coffee pot inside that and wrapped the blanket around the pot so it would stay warm (one lady saw me unwrap the pot to pour, and she said, "Oh look! It has it's own blankie!"). Then Obie and I took off to do our rounds.

We delivered coffee to the vendors who were busy gettin' their booths redy for the day and didn't have the time to go get coffee. I took orders for hot chocolate and herb tea, then we would return with cups of goody for those folks who don't drink coffee. Brian stayed back at the church campsite, givin' out coffee to folks who passed by. He told me later that we had given out over 150 cups of coffee by 9:30 am.

The hardest thing about doin' what we do durin' the festival, is tryin' to get folks to understand that they don't need to give us money for doin' it. I guess there are so many strings attached to so many things these days, folks have trouble believin' that there truly are a few free things left in the world. Sometimes, I just tell that that if they just HAVE to give--go talk to Preach at the campsite. I figure he can explain it better than I can.

I met a lot of wonderful folks, and a few not so wonderful, too. Oh, the food was fabulous! Obie and I had frozen cheesecake on a stick, homemade rootbeer, turkey legs, lemonade, and other lovely things to eat. Thank heaven, I seldom stop walkin' durin' the festival, or I'd gain 20 pounds! Actually, the way everyone in my church knows I am gettin' tired durin' the festival--I SIT DOWN for more than 10 minutes!

Saturday was even busier, plus it was my 'Biker Stalkin' Day". I do my coffee rounds, and then I load up with Biker New Testaments and go lookin' for bikers to witness to. This year I did somethin' different. I had a small notepad and pen, and after givin' them a Bible, I would ask for thier first names, so I could pray for them as they were travelin'. Ya wanna freak out a biker? Offer to pray for them, with no preachin' or pushin'. While a few of them refused the Bible--not one passed up a chance to be prayed for. in fact, one group of men and women requested a 'special' for someone called GPO. Now, I got no idea who GPO is--but if that many bikers ask for a 'special'? Ya gotta thinnk that boy NEEDS prayers!

Well, 20 minutes after we arrived Saturday mornin', I was comin' back from takin' coffee to the guys directin' traffick for the car show, and Brian pointed out that we had a flat on the truck--and no spare tire. I wasn't worried, since God had provided so many blessin's the day before--I knew a flat tire was nothin' big.

Well, I was right, 'cause Alyssa's daddy-in-law was able to patch the tire and re-inflate it after the festival shut down that afternoon. However, it was still seepin' air when we checked it at the gas station on the way home.

Brian said that if we got home and that tire went flat, we would be stuck on the mountain, and there would be no one to get things goin' Sunday mornin' befoer the others got there. I suddenly got the idea that we should just go home, feed and water everyone extra well, then grab what we would need for the next day. We would just sleep in the tent at the campsite, and we could be certain we would be there at openin' time. Plus, since there was rain comin' in that night, we probably should keep an eye on the tent, in case anything happened.

(BTW--while you will see that while God had a plan--I ain't that unselfish. I had an ulterior motive.....HOT SHOWERS at the campsites!)

So, we got home, took care of critters, loaded what we would need, and headed back down. Once there, I put a big cast iron pot of red chile stew on the fire. While it was heatin' up, a big--and I mean BIG--wind came up and swept through the park. Dust was blowin' everywhere, and the fire in the pit just swirled up into a pillar. I was a tad surprised a few moments later, when I looked across the roadway and saw one of the vendors EZ ups whip around and start flappin' up and down. Brian, myself, and Jerry, "the Rattlesnake Man", ran and got it taken down and put back at its site. Jerry then told us that the lady with T-shirts had really had a catastrophe. Her two EZ ups, that were wired together, had just flipped up over the tents behind her, and landed in the aisle over. All her merchandise was sittin' in the open, and a big rain was headed in!

The three of us ran to her booth, and the security kids ran too. We all began grabbin' everything that was uncovered and got it under the pavillion to keep it dry. we then retrieved her tent, and got it put where it would be safe. Then I went back into the tent, and realized that all the New Testaments that we give out were on a table...right under a big hole in the roof! I grabbed and moved them to a safer place.

Then the rain hit. I don't mean it came down--it HIT. By the time I got the truck ready so we could sleep in it, since the tent had water runnin' through it--I was soaked. We all got comfortable and the guys went right to sleep. I couldn't drop off, though, 'cause all I could think of was, what if we hadn't had the flat, and not come back?

Some folks would have lost all thier merchandise, but because we were there, stuff was saved from water damage. We would have lost at least a couple of hundred dollars worth of Bibles, and if the tire had gone flat up in the mountains, there might now have been someone else able to get there as early as was needed to get things goin'. I kept thinkin' about the so
ong, BLESSINGS, where she sings, "What if the trials of this life are Your mercies in disguise?"

The next mornin', I got the much anticipated hot shower (heavenly--I pray for the day we can have runnin' water at home), and I felt great. We got coffee ready, and except for a few of my older vendors, who can't just trot up to get a cup of java, I didn't deliver to anyone. Instead, I went around checkin' to see if anyone needed help settin' up from the storm.

We finally shut down at 4 pm, the tent was taken down, unloaded at the church, and after gettin' home and findin' all our menagerie was fine, we unlodaded our truck, loaded up the big water tank so I could haul water for horses today, and after a quick supper of leftovers--we passed out around 7:30.

Today has been slow compared to the last three days, but I am contented with what has been accomplished, and I look forward to stayin' home tomorrow. I'm plannin' a nice long Bible study and prayer time after Brian leaves for work.

Well, I got chores. Later ya'll.
© 2011 by Evelyn Edgett

Thursday, October 20, 2011

Don't Pay The Ransom, I've Escaped!

October 20, 2011

Sorry I haven't posted for 3 weeks. October is the busiest month for our family. Between my son's birthday, the church ranch rodeo finals, our anniversary, the FALL FESTIVAL at ROBBER'S CAVE, Trunk or Treat at the local college, and just finishin' up prep work for winter at the homestead--I'm lucky to remember to eat, let alone post anything.

Plus, we have new neighbors on the mountain, and I've sorta been helpin' them get some things done.

So--to basically catch ya'll up--Our two church teams took 8th and 9th place at the rodeo finals--YAY GUYS!

Obie turned 25. I still have trouble believin' I brought him home over 20 years ago. I LOVE YOU MUGWUMP!

The Redneck and I have been together 15 years this month. I still can't believe I haven't left him, but then I recall that I shouldn't reward him for bad behavior! I LOVE YOU, BABY!

I have spent the past few days gettin' ready for the FALL FESTIVAL. I stitched up some holes in the tent, and I've gathered some props to dress the tent out with, so hopefully it will look a bit more 'westerny' (yes, Becky--that IS a word). We will be handin' out free coffee, cowboy and biker Bibles, and I thik we are havin' ropin' contests for the kids again this year. I love this event, 'cause I can really get out and MEET folks, hand them a Bible, and invite them to church. Obie and I will probably walk about 30 miles over the next three days. I can't just sit at the booth and wait for folks to come to me--I gotta get out and go to them! Oh, and our Preacher is doin' the Sunday mornin' service this year.

As for the homestead--I'm workin' on gettin' my woodstove up and runnin'--need new stove pipe. I may get a cat for the big kitchen, in order to stave off any mouse activity, but not certain. I also recently built my version of what's called a 'rocket stove'. out of old cinder blocks I had around the house. i now have a kind of outdoor fireplace at the cantina--I guess you could call it a Redneck chimenea! I can't wait to get my new camera so I can show ya'll photos of some of my projects.

I gotta close for now--still have a ton of things to do before the mornin' gets here--we'll be gettin' up and out to the park at 'dark thirty' each day, so I gotta sleep fast each night.

Well, I got chores. later ya'll.
© 2011 by Evelyn Edgett

Thursday, September 29, 2011

My 100th post!

September 29, 2011

Wow--I just saw that I have 99 previous posts--who knew I had so much to say?

Oh wait--that would be ANYBODY who has known me for more than 5 minutes....

Okay--who knew I had anything WORTHWHILE to say?

Yeah--that lowers the numbers quite a bit, I'd say!

Okay, it's been a busy week--We had a quiet weekend, EXCELLENT church service, and I got floored when I found a message for me on FACEBOOK from a man whom I made friends with through another friend, askin' me if his church could use my last post as a church bulletin insert. His PASTOR liked it.

Then after tellin' some folks in my church, 'cause well, heck, I felt honored, I found out that one of my friends had reposted an edited version of my post on FB, givin' me credit and praisin' my writin'. Other folks who had read the post told me how much THEY liked it, and that they had emailed it to several other folks.

Talk about humblin'. I am more excited about these small acknowledgements than if I had been paid to have my work published (however--if anyone out there WANTS to pay me for writin' somethin'--I'm adaptable!).

I said at the outset of this blog, that if I have anything to say that has any merit whatsoever--I give the glory to God. Yes, I work hard to get those words on the page in a way that makes readin' them enjoyable. But I honestly believe that God directs my thoughts and ideas. His word provides so much material as I hold up experiences in my life to the Bible to see what He may be tryin' to get through my head.

Let's see, what else? Obie and I got a couple of good long walks in, and some other work done around the house, gettin' ready for winter here in the mountains.

My camera has somethin' wrong with it--so until I get a replacement--unless I find some photos in my archives to use--photos will not be included in posts for a bit.

After readin' Lady Lydia's blog this mornin' , I have decided to begin 'taking tea' in the afternoons with my son and whoever may be about. i have always loved the idea of tea time, and Lady Lydia's suggestions on how to reduce stress in the home just stuck a chorc. I have a nice metal tray with a tiny butterflies design, and today my friend Joyce gave me 5 dainty tea cups and saucers. They dont match, but they are quite pretty. I am keepin' an eye out for a tea pot and other accoutrements to set up a tea set with. I hope to find some nice napkins, a small table to serve on, and some small plates and serving bowls for snacks and jellies--stuff like that. Maybe a cream and sugar set. I don't intend to get overly complicated, but I would like to think that I took some time out of my day to make life a bit more special. I can't even do this every day--but when I do it--I want it to be elegantly relaxing.

I do have a tea recipe that you can make very easily in your own kitchen, with simple spices from your cupboard. You can add the following to any black tea or green tea, if you like. Just blend together the following:

cloves, ginger root,
cinnamon bark, peppermint leaves, cardamom,
allspice, orange peel and black pepper

I just started bangin' them together in amounts that I thought would be good--you can do the same. The tea has the effect of aidin' the digestive system, soothin' nerves and refreshin' the spirit.

I simply use the combination by itself--I don't add any type of tea. I think the blend stands on its own. It's also good once it's brewed, to make into an iced tea with a touch of stevia.

I guess I don't have a lot more to say on this 'auspicious occasion' of my 100th post. I would like to share a poem with ya'll that I wrote last year. i hope you like it.

And Yet I Forgave You
By Evelyn Edgett
May 25, 2010

They hurt me so bad.
How can I forgive them?
My child, you were there,
when they rejected My words.
And yet, I forgave you.

But Jesus,
They betrayed me.
How can I forgive them?
My child, you were there,
when Judas kissed my cheek.
And yet, I forgave you.

But Jesus,
They lied about me.
How can I forgive them?
My child, you were there,
when lies were told by Pharisees.
And yet, I forgave you.

But Jesus,
They tried to destroy me.
How can I forgive them?
My child, you were there,
When they scourged away My flesh.
And yet, I forgave you.

But Jesus,
Their deeds cut me so deep.
How can I forgive them?
My child, it was your sin,
That nailed Me to that cross.
And yet, I forgave you.

When the disciples asked Jesus, “Lord, teach us to pray.” one of the things He taught them was, “forgive us our sins as we forgive those who sin against us.”
No Jew, no Roman, no earthly government or human authority nailed Jesus to the cross. It was us, our sins that caused the only begotten Son of God to hang from a tree, suspended between heaven and earth. It was because of our sins that He chose to die a horrific death so He could redeem us to Himself.
So my question to you is this. If He can forgive us for that, why can’t we forgive the people who hurt us in this life?

(This poem is dedicated to the prayer warriors of my church, Grace Country Cowboy Church, in Wilburton, Oklahoma. Thank you for your prayers. I love you all.)

Well, I got chores. Later ya'll.
© 2011 by Evelyn Edgett

Thursday, September 22, 2011

Ladies No. 1 Detective Agency, I Rescue The Redneck, And Connections

September 22, 2011


In case you are wonderin', I just greeted ya'll with the Botswana word for hello. If you are speakin' to a woman, it is Dumelah Mma, and to a man, Dumelah Rra.

Neat, huh?

No, I'm not plannin' a mission trip to Africa--I have been watchin' a little HBO series on DVD, called THE NO. 1 LADIES' DETECTIVE AGENCY. It's really good--I recommend it. It's basically a comedy, yet it deals with some serious subjects, so use discretion with younger viewers.

Has it really been two weeks since I last posted? I got a bit 'Dorothy in the tornado', but I'm back now.

Rodeo season is over for our family--Brian didn't make the finals. We will go to watch, but no horse haulin'! I had to rescue him from a viscious mouse in the feed barrel early one mornin'. I ran to the feed room where he was yellin', thinkin' somethin' was wrong with a horse. He was standin' there with a flashlight shinin' in the barrel, sayin' "get your pet outta the barrel!" There was a tiny mouse--all of 3 inches long, lookin' up and terrified. I reached in with a coffee can and scooped him up then released him outside. Later I asked the Redneck if he had ever had a pet mouse or rat.


I gotta admit it was funny, and I had a great 'tail' to tell folks at the rodeo later that day!

Okay, today I have somethin' to say about church.

I have invited quite a few folks to church over the years. Some have shown up, others have blown off my invites, and then there are the ones I just bang my head on the wall over...

The ones who say, "I don't need to go to a building to have church. My church is the woods/my living room/the beach/the mountains/fill in your own excuse--oops, pardon me--location."

Church is NOT a buildin'. The Sistine Chapel is beautiful, but it ain't a church. That little country buildin' with a steeple and bell is quaint, but it ain't a church. Our old barn, complete with sawdust on the floor is wonderful, but it ain't a church.

THE church--'cause let's face it--there is really only ONE church--the body of Jesus--is made up of people who have put their faith in His death and resurrection, and how He paid for their sins. All the smaller parts of the 'body'--denominations, sects, individuals, etc, are just like parts of your own body. They are unique, yet they are also a part of the whole. When I was a kid, I thought all churches were God's, and that denominations were just ways to classify how some folks worshipped different from others. I basically figured that we all worked for the same BOSS--just in different departments.

Heck--I was 12 years old before I understood there were no BAPTIST NUNS!

But I digress...what a shock....

What I'm gettin' at is that people make the mistake of not understandin' WHY goin' to church is a lot more than just goin' into a buildin'.

Church is about CONNECTIONS.

We first connect with God, and through Him we connect with other believers, then out to our homes, communities and the world.

Church is where we connect with those who believe as we do, where we can freely speak of our love of God. We connect with others who have been hurt by the world, and who are seekin' peace in Jesus. We connect with others who have fallen in their Christian walk, who have come back to square one and now need our support to keep goin'. We connect with our communities in love in times of crisis and celebration, with either funds, labor, or even a simple cup of coffee given in the name of Jesus. We connect with people who UNDERSTAND, because they have been down that same dark road we have just come back from, we are on right now, or we are contemplatin' headin' down.

A buildin' can't do that. Only livin', breathin', believin' PEOPLE can do that.

Let me give you an example from this last week that actually triggered this post.

The other night, I didn't get to sleep until after 2 a.m.. Wasn't upset, worried, nuthin' like that--just couldn't sleep. I get up at 4 a.m., get the Redneck off to work, then crash again instead of havin' my prayer and Bible study time, and I'm comatose until my son gets up. Even then, I am still havin' trouble functionin'--'cause I'm not someone who does well on little sleep.

So here I am, out feedin' my animals, stumblin' over my own feet. Add to that--my moods are swingin' from tree to tree, and then suddenly, for no reason, I am cryin' all over the place. We are not talkin' regular cryin'--we're talkin' fussy two year old, done missed his nap and can't find his binky mumbly', growly, WHINY cryin'.

I thought, "WHAT is wrong with me? Father--I need HELP!"

I don't hear an audible voice when I hear from God--but I know His voice. He reminded me that I had a cell phone and textin'. I gulped back a sob as I quickly sent the followin' message:

Long story short. I've got mood swings and cryin' for no
reason. I'm askin' for prayer. Thanks.

I sent it to about 10 people I knew who wouldn't hesitate to pray for me. Once I sent it, I went on with my chores. I trusted that God would handle it from there through the prayers of my friends.

I know folks prayed, 'cause within 20 minutes my tears had stopped completely and my mood had evened out to a normal level. I was fine and went on about my day with no more weird emotional stuff.

I never doubted those 10 folks would pray for me. I never doubted God would answer those prayers. I know that they in turn never doubted their prayers would be answered. They also know that if I got a text from them, I would pray for their needs.

Buildin's don't connect like that. A buildin' can't pray for you and care about you. A buildin' can't hold you in its arms and comfort you when you lose a loved one. It can't confront you when you're messin' up your life and need to be gently loved back to the Lord. It can't bring you chicken soup when you're sick. It can't come to your house when you are so desperate you called a local preacher at random to ask him to please tell your family you're sorry for what you're about do, and he shows up to bring you the good news that there is hope and you don't have to do somethin' stupid.

Buildin's can't connect. People do.

Jesus had church on a mountain side, from a boat, on the steps of the temple, at a well in the heat of the day, at the tomb of His friend, in the midst of a crowd as a woman touched the hem of His garment and was healed, around a table with His disciples, and ON A CROSS.

Jesus connected with people, wherever they were.

So what am I sayin'? I'm sayin' that the next time someone uses that 'I don't need a buildin' to worship God" line--tell 'em you ain't invitin' them to a buildin'. You're invitin' them to CONNECT.

Well, I got chores. Later ya'll.
© 2011 by Evelyn Edgett

Thursday, September 8, 2011

Campin On The Ridge--A New Recipe From Angela Coffman

September 8, 2011

Wow--cooler weather at last! It's been lovely bein' able to sleep with only a fan and open windows this last week.

Last weekend our family and a friend camped out on the ridge and went horseback ridin'. We brought up horses and some gear, then I stayed behind to set up camp while Brian and Obie went to get some m ore things and our friend James. I walked around and took some photos while I waited.

I got the campfire goin' and put on a big pot of beans for lunch. I had already cooked them the day before, so all I had to do was heat them through. Then I got out my huge cast iron skillet, poured in some oil, and fried up some corn cakes. They are simply made from a cornbread batter that is fried like a doughnut.

They may be simple--but they are also GOOD.

One really cool thing I found while takin' photos was in one of the ponds on the ridge. I was tryin' to get a photo of these tiny lilly pads--they are only about 3 inches across.
I knelt down close to the water's edge, and as I was takin' the picture, I saw somethin' move in the water just in front of me. I got a closer look, and took this photo of two leeches hoverin' over somethin.
I tried to use a stick to lift them out for a better look, but they took off. I wondered what they had been goin' after, so I lifted out what I had thought was a big root. Turns out it was instead a large batch of frog's eggs.
The guys got back, we had a good lunch, and then went ridin. Fancy and I rode all around the 50 acres, and we loved it. Brian worked with his stud, Rascal.

For supper I made red chile stew with hamburger, and leftover corn cakes. It was a lovely night, but we all turned in around 'dark thirty'.

We woke up to a wonderful mornin'. I put the coffe pot on the fire, then started up the skillets. I made sausage gravy with beef breakfast sausage, navajo fry bread and scrambled eggs.

Do ya dig my jammie pants with the red lips on 'em? I think they are cute!
Well, we did more horseback ridin', then a quick lunch of leftovers, more ridin' and sometime around 3p.m. we packed up and headed back down the mountain. We dropped off our friend, unloaded everything, then took Fancy and headed to rodeo practice. Had a good practice, but the dust was awful. I had so much dust blow in my mouth, you would have thought I was havin' my teeth polished with a sand blaster!

We got back home, got Fancy put away, and we all crashed late. Fortunately, Brian was off for the holiday, so we got to sleep late--till a whole6 a.m.!

Oh--the beef breakfast sausage was from a recipe by Angela Coffman of I asked her permission to give ya'll the recipe, and she said go for it. She asked me to link back to the recipe on her site--but I ain't figgered that out yet--so just visit her blog site--you'll love it.

Here's the original recipe:
Beef Breakfast Sausage
1 Tablespoon brown sugar
2 teaspoons dried sage
2 teaspoons salt
2 teaspoons dried basil
1 teaspoon ground black pepper
1 teaspoon onion powder
1/8 teaspoon crushed red pepper flakes
2 pounds ground beef, uncooked
Stir the brown sugar, sage, salt, basil, black pepper, onion powder, and red pepper flakes together in a small bowl.
Place the ground beef in a large bowl; mix the spice blend into the ground beef with your hands until evenly integrated. If you have a Bosch, you can use the dough hook on your mixer to blend the ground beef and spices.
Place spiced beef in a covered container in the refrigerator for 24 hours to let the flavors blend.
Divide the ground beef into patties. I wanted the patties pretty flat so we could use them in our Sunday morning bagel, egg, cheese, and sausage sandwiches. I made 1 ½-inch balls and flattened them between pieces of wax paper. I used a square of wax paper and did 4 at a time. I flatted them to about ¼ inch. They peeled easily off the wax paper to fry in a skillet. I got about 18 patties doing it this way. If you want larger sausage patties, then you will obviously not get as many as I did.
Fry beef sausage patties over medium-high heat until done. Serve!
To store: I let the patties cool and then placed them in a freezer safe container with wax paper in between the layers (see photo above). Now I can easily take out however many patties I need, let them thaw, and warm them up for our meal.

Now, what I did was make another batch and added a bit more 'kick' with extra cayenne. This recipe makes the most fabulous sausage gravy you ever had! Thanks Angela--you ROCK!

Well, I got chores. Later Ya'll.
© 2011 by Evelyn Edgett

Thursday, September 1, 2011


Sept 1, 2011

I have to tell ya'll about a wonderful little novel by Darien Gee--FRIENDSHIP BREAD.

It's set in the fictional town of Avalon. Julia, a mother who lost her son several years ago and is still grieving over his death, receives a bag of Amish Friendship Bread starter anonymously. Urged by her little girl, she begins to work with the starter, then gives some away, and well, the whole town begins a transformation.

Darien Gee has created a wonderful setting and cast of characters who break out of the molds that most writers might have put them into (there is even a biker--only in one chapter--but you will LOVE this guy!). Even though it is a novel--you can visualize these events actually happening. There are even recipes for the starter and how to bake the basic bread, along with variations. I am so inspired--I'm gonna make the starter and give it a shot!

I don't know what her faith is--but Ms. Gee's book makes me think of the book of Esther. God is never mentioned directly--but His handiwork is powerfully evident throughout the story.

It got me to thinkin' about how God sometimes uses the smallest things to make a huge change in our lives. The biggest example would be how while the Israelites were waitin' for a Messiah to come chargin' in to save them in a big dramatic way, God chose to bring salvation to the whole world through the simple birth of a tiny baby in a humble stable, then only told a group of poor shepherds about it the night it happened.

Okay--I'm goin' out on a theological limb here--but I also realized how much we as Christians are like Friendship Bread starter.

Hang on--stick with me for a minute, will ya?

First of all--ain't none of us really impressive on our own--just like a bag of starter is kinda useless when you first get it. In fact--it's really sort of disgustin'.

But the starter--just like us--has the potential to become something wonderful.

When you get starter, you have to 'do' stuff to it. You have to 'smush' the bag each day. You have to add some more ingredients to the bag on certain days--you have to 'feed' the mixture. If the bag gets puffed up--ya gotta let the air out so it doesn't burst. You can't use metal utensils or bowls, or else it screws up the fermentation process. You can’t put it in the fridge, ‘cause if it grows cold--it slows down its development.

Seein’ a spiritual picture here? God has to ‘do’ stuff to us to get us to where we can be useful. Sometimes He ‘smushes’ us through testin’ times in our lives. He ‘feeds’ us through His Word--IF we are smart enough to spend time in it. When we get puffed up with pride--He has to let the air out of us so we don’t explode and hurt others.

To me, metal utensils and bowls represent worldly influences that can stunt our spiritual growth.

When we wander away from God and allow our love for Him to grow cold--well, it’s unpleasant, but He is always willin’ to take us back and warm us up through His grace and mercy.

Now--you CAN freeze starter to use later--and God may set you aside for a time to wait until His timin’ for you to do a job He may have for you. I think those times in my life make me crazier than others. My flesh wants to DO SOMETHING, but God says, “wait--you are not ready yet.”

When those times come--I guess ya have to look at this way. Just like when Friendship Bread starter gets to the point that EVERYONE has gotten one--there has to be a time of steppin’ back, or else folks will hate the sight of anyone comin’ with a baggie of the stuff. Sort of like if God didn’t keep us back from certain jobs for the Kingdom--we’d just mess up what He’s doin’, so we get to ‘chill’ for a while and learn to trust while we are waitin’.

I really recommend this novel. No matter your faith--you will find some wonderful life lessons in here.

There is no foul language that I can recall, and even though not everyone has a fairy tale ending--the story still leaves you feeling good. I understand that there is a second book in the works, and I am looking forward to it.

Darien Gee has a Facebook page, if you are interested. Please tell her you read about the book here on my blog. It won't get me anything, but I like to think that I may be helping her career a little.

Well, I got chores. Later ya’ll.
© 2011 by Evelyn Edgett

Monday, August 29, 2011

A Clarification--And A Review

August 29, 2011

Well, it had to happen.

As you have no doubt noticed--I write in a manner very similar to the way I speak when I am in the mountains. I use a lot of colloquialisms, I drop the 'g' at the end of words, I say "ain't", and I use a lot of country logic and cliches.

I was recently informed by an offline acquaintance that I shouldn't write my blog like this, as people will think that I am an 'ignorant hick'.

Well, heck--let me clear this all up for ya'll.

First and foremost--I AIN'T IGNORANT.

I have a college education, and I study everything that even remotely interests me--from Astronomy to ZZ Top.

I love classical music, opera, theater, and ballet. I have read Shakespeare, Molière's TARTUFFE, the Bible, and ROBINSON CRUSOE. I love to watch 'The Persecution and Assassination of Jean-Paul Marat as Performed by the Inmates of the Asylum of Charenton Under the Direction of the Marquis de Sade' (didn't see THAT one comin', did ya?)

I also love country music, rock, and Spike Jones. I enjoy readin' Sherrilyn Kenyon's DARK HUNTER novels, Mickey Spillane, and HARRY POTTER. And I'm sorry--but if you can't laugh yourself silly over PORKY'S now and then--well, see your doc, 'cuz your blood pressure has GOT to be too high.

So--I ain't ignorant--hope I put that rumor to rest.


I AM a hick.

Oh yeah.

A BIG hick.

In fact, I will state that I am most likely the most 'hickiest hick' you will ever see.

I come from a long line of hicks--country people who have built lives for themselves and their families with hard work and faith. They believed in education, not just to learn how to get ahead, but also as a way to enrich their lives.

Now--I am not beratin' the person who called me an ignorant hick. I am simply makin' sure that they understand WHAT TYPE of hick I am.

So here is the bottom line--are ya ready?

I am a H.I.C.K.


So--hope that clears things up for ya'll.

Now--onto my review.

Over on, you will find my friend Marqueta Graham's first E-book,"The Young Lady's Guide to Natural Health" A practical introduction to natural health for girls ages ten and up. Includes tips on maintaining physical, spiritual and mental health. Available as a 32 page eBook pdf file.

I was fortunate enough to win a copy of the book in a contest Marqueta held, and I must say that it is a wonderful introduction to health topics for young girls. It could be used as a basic foundation for teaching self care. It's simple, easy to understand, and yet doesn't take 'that tone' withh it's young readers (oh come on--any of you old enough to recall that goofy book from the KOTEX company know what I'm talkin' about.

It has a few recipes, not only for good foods, but also for toiletries that can be made easily and inexpensively at home. She includes several additional resources to check out.

So--there ya have it. I have hopefully educated ya'll on the type of hick I actually am, and I have given ya'll a recommendation for a lovely E-book that can enrich your lives.

My work here is done.

Well, I got chores. Later ya'll.
© 2011 by Evelyn Edgett

Thursday, August 18, 2011

Old Ads From Celestial Seasonings And A Couple More

August 18, 2011

Wow--the week is goin' fast, and I have been so busy I haven't been able to write a daily post since Sunday.

I was back in jeans and boots Monday mornin'. t actually felt a little weird after a week of dresses, but I recovered quickly.

I was lookin' through my photo files this week and came across a few that I thought I'd like to share with ya'll.

These are some of the old CELESTIAL SEASONINGS HERBAL TEA advertisements that used to be on the back covers of MOTHER EARTH NEWS MAGAZINE. I had all the old copies for years, and then I took them apart and filed the stories into categories for research. I couldn't get rid of many of the ads that graced the covers of MEN, however, so I have a file for many of my favorites. I hope to get them laminated and framed for a kitchen someday. But for now--I'll share them with ya'll.
I LOVE Red Zinger Tea--so refreshin'!

This ad makes me feel cooler just lookin' at it. Wish we had a small waterfall around here to escape the heat in. Although the temps are lower, we still have a heat advisory.
Aren't the country colors in this ad just gorgeous?
This one was to show just how much Celestial Seasonings cares about the environment.

I loved to drink this tea--unfortunately, I gave up caffeine last year, since if I get too much (and I will--I love the zip I get too much to be moderate), I run around like a gerbil on speed. Not pretty....
These next two I put in here for my pen pal, Marqueta, from SWEETE FELICITY ( I'm sure she'll like the feelin' of the

I came across these last two ads, and I just wanted to include them for the ambience of one--

--and the sheer joyful chaos of the other.
I mean, come on--wouldn't it be cool if your BEN & JERRY'S danced in the freezer?

Oh well, that's all I got to share today. Hope ya liked the ads.

Well, I got chores. Later ya'll.
© 2011 by Evelyn Edgett

Day 7 of The Dress Experiment

August 14, 2011

Day 7 of the Dress Experiment.

I slept pretty good last night, in spite of the tick bites that itched off and on, and we got up to enjoy our coffee, green tea and chocolate chip cookies.

We fed and watered, and I got dressed in this simple knit dress.

It's really comfortable, and I like that I bought it and a couple of others for .50 cents each about six years ago at a jumble sale at the local Catholic church. They are all LAND'S END brand, so they are well made and will last for years. I like that they are classic designs, and I can wear them simply as they are, or I can wear a jacket, sweater, or even the chain belt you see here. I really like the belt, since it only cost me .50 cents at a yard sale several years ago, but I had to lose weight so I could wear it!

We had a really wonderful service, and afterwards, we had the baptism of this young man. He had attended the revival several weeks ago, and he came to know Jesus as Savior. He then requested to be baptized by Preach.

Then we visited with our church family, and headed home.

Where I confess--I cheated a little bit on the dress experiment.

I got home, and instead of changin' into another dress--I crawled in my pajama pants and a T-shirt. Hey--I was gonna nap all afternoon anyway, so I just got comfy.

So--I spent seven days in dresses.

What was my conclusion?

First--wearin' dresses up here isn't THAT hard, really. Yes, there were several issues that came up--most of which could be dealt with in some way or another to resolve them.

After about five days, I became comfortable enough in how I needed to move in the outfits, so I think that if I chose to continue wearin' them, it wouldn't be so hard.

However, I just have to face the fact that while I do enjoy wearin' them on occasion--I am just more at ease in jeans, T-shirts and boots.

One lady who reads my blog once suggested that I should at least wear dresses when I go to church or to town. I could do this--but I don't think I would be real if I did. I feel that unless I honestly felt the DESIRE to wear the dress--I would be in danger of wearin' it to 'look holy'.

I feel that I would be like the Pharisees that Jesus spoke of in Matthew 23:5,

"But all their works they do to be seen by men. They make their phylacteries broad and enlarge the borders of their garments."

These men took pains to make certain they had a good outward show of religion, and yet they only wanted to impress people, not to please God through obedience. If I wore dresses for the wrong reason--I'd be doin' the same thing.

Also--in 1 Timothy 2:9-10, Paul says,

"In like manner also, that the women adorn themselves in modest apparel, with propriety and moderation, not with braided hair or gold or pearls or costly clothing, but which is proper for women professing Godliness, with good works."

Now, I honestly don't see anywhere it says that dresses are required. All I see is the admonition that women clothe themselves modestly, and with good works.

At our church, most of the women wear jeans or slacks. I defy ANYONE to say that these ladies are not some of the most Godly, feminine women on the planet. Preach's momma-in-law wears slacks, and let me tell ya--that woman loves Jesus with her whole heart. I watched her stand and praise God with tears runnin' down her face at church, and she had just buried her mother that afternoon.

Preach's wife stood before the whole church and admitted that she was scared about some medical tests that Preach was havin', and yet, she sang a song about how she may be scared--but she trusted God completely. And she does.

Preach's momma? Oh, that lady is Godly to the 3rd degree and beyond. She is gracious and feminine. She encourages others, prays constantly, and displays a sweet spirit.

Our music minister's wife wears slacks, and she adores her Lord beyond anything I've ever seen.

Many of our younger women have actually taught me more about bein' a Godly momma than I ever learned from my own mother, and they just about all wear jeans, boots, etc. I have a friend who goes about with her husband from one cowboy church to another as God moves them to help build up new congregations. She works in the oil industry, and she wears jeans and steel toed boots to work. However, this woman submits herself to her husband's Biblical authority.

I'm not sayin' that if you wear a dress that you are doin' it just to look holy--I would never say that. What I'm tryin' to say is wear the dress because you want to, and your husband wants you to. If you feel God is callin' you to wear a dress--go for it. Heck, My husband may tell me one day that he prefers me in dresses, or God may call me to wear them--I dunno.

I just know that if you are a disciple of Jesus Christ, and you have trusted Him with your life--you are my sister and I love you--no matter what ya wear.

Well, I got chores. Later ya'll.
© 2011 by Evelyn Edgett