Family Fridays: Interview with McKenzie

Dear Friends and Family,
In January and February, I am putting up interviews that I have done with my family. These are not your typical interviews like "What's Your Favorite Color?" or "Who Is Your Best Friend?". These questions were more to tickle my family's funny bone and see how they would answer. I was not disappointed and I don't think you will be either! McKenzie cracked me up with her answers, I think you will laugh!

Throwback Thursday: Grandpa Loved Christmas

Dear Family and Friends,

Many of you remember my grandpa, Bill Jordan. My grandpa died about 5 years ago and I recently ran across this post that McKenzie wrote a couple years ago. It's called Grandpa Loved Christmas and I hope you enjoy reading it. Maybe it will bring to mind some of your favorite memories of your grandparents or other loved ones around Christmas time.

May God Bless Your Day,
Heidi

Blast From The Crazy Past: To Move Or Not To Move...

Welcome to memories...my memories....welcome to a Blast from my Crazy Past!

To Move or Not To Move...

Guest Post: Just What I Always Wanted!

Enjoy reading this guest blog by one of my dearest and best-est friends, Glenda! Then when you are done, go check out her blog at Nehemiah Mama! Merry Christmas!

One of my most vivid childhood Christmas memories goes back to when I was about five years old. We were spending Christmas Day in Glen Eden Beach, OR, where my maternal grandparents lived, as was our usual tradition.

Wordless Wednesday- December 21

Guest Post: Grandpa Loved Christmas...

This is written by my oldest daughter, Mac. She had a very special relationship with her great-grandpa and Christmas is still a little hard since he went to be with Jesus:

Blast From The Crazy Past- I Am From...

I Am From…(Originally posted in 2008)
By Heidi

I am from farmland, long country roads and beautiful starry nights…

From Cabbage Patch, Care Bears and Rainbow Bright…

I am from the one-store town, friendly outgoing people and Brownie Troops…

I am from tall grass, the soft summer breezes blowing the fresh smells of hay and cow poop…

I am from camping trips and prayer warriors, from Great-Great Grandma Joli, Aunt Blanche and Great-Grandma Henderson…

I am from a warm, loving family, a younger brother who was always my protector and six sets of grandparents who were all biological…

From "if you cross your eyes, they're gonna stick", "pick up your feet" and "suck in your stomach"…

I am from the Old Time Gospel, prayer meetings that lasted forever, foot washin' and song-singin', parents who prayed long into the night, and pastors, teachers and family members who prayed for me…

I am from Southern _____ , Ancestors who traveled across the sea, Indians who freely roamed and Sparring nations…

From beans, corn bread and butter n sugar sandwiches…

I am from watching my grandpa die from cancer, the great-grandpa who said,"Don't fall down, fall up!" and praying my relatives would stop smoking so they wouldn't die like my other grandpa…

I am from albums jam-packed with photos, countless hours listening to stories at family gatherings, silent movies and slide shows…

Mainly I am from a wonderfully blessed family, full of God's love… 

From blessings uncountable, healings thought impossible and lives Saved…

Because of Him…I can be "From"…