Tuesday was a normal day—went to my office, had an appointment in Georgia, and then….
I got into my car and a strange light came on my dash. I looked at the radio area and it said to check my tire pressure. My left rear tire only had 22 pounds in it! I was close to Costco so I headed there. I’ve never dealt with them about tires, but I do shop there frequently since they opened. I drove to the side that said “Tire Center” and there were chains across each opening. I got out and asked a couple of workers if the tire center was already closed and they said no and the manager was right there talking to some other workers. I went over to ask him if someone could look at my tire. He said that normally you go through the front door but since I was already back here, pull a little closer to the building and he would get someone. He didn’t say it in a nice way. I told him that I didn’t know. A very nice guy came out and checked all of my tires and he said, yes you only have 22 pounds in this tire. He checked to see how much my tire was supposed to have and put in the air. I then parked in front and went in for about 45 minutes. He had 32 pounds of air in my tire. When I came out, it has 28 pounds of air. This time I went back inside to the tire center and the nice guy was there at the counter and I told him about my tire. He asked if my car was at the side and I told him no, but I would go get it. When he felt of my tire this time, he felt a nail. I asked him if he could fix it and he told me no BECAUSE IT WAS A NON COSTCO TIRE! I told him him that it was 7:30 p.m. and I live in Marion County, what was I going to do? He put 39 pounds of air in my tire and said that should get me home.
When I got off Signal Mountain Road I drove into WalMart’s tire center. I ran into the door and asked if I could get my tire fixed because it had a nail in it. They asked if I was the woman on the interstate with a nail in her tire and I laughed and said there must be another woman out there with the same problem. I learned later that my daughter had called and they said if I got there before 8 p.m. they would fix it. My son-in-law was trying to call me when I got to WalMart and I just didn’t have time to answer. I walked into WalMart at 5 minutes before 8 p.m.
I thanked God for WalMart and they didn’t refuse me because it was a NON WALMART tire! I was scared that I would have a wreck or blowout on the interstate. Something needs to change at Costco.
DR
7/14/11
Thursday, July 14, 2011
Friday, July 8, 2011
Dreams
When I was growing up, I watched Perry Mason every week and I wanted to be “Perry Mason” when grew up. Life was so miserable at my house, that I couldn’t wait to graduate from high school and get out of there. The only problem was, back then girls didn’t leave home and get an apartment—it didn’t look right. So, I did the next thing—got married. I stayed married for 18 years and for all of those 18 years, I heard the comment “be content with what you have.” Well, I had nothing and I didn’t realize how miserable I really was. Dreams? I lost sight of that totally. I thought my life would always be the way it was.
I did always dream of having a baby. All of my friends were having babies, why couldn’t I? My husband and I went through many tests and I even took fertility pills. Another lady I worked with was also taking fertility pills and became pregnant. I just couldn’t handle it anymore and I stopped taking fertility pills. One night our pastor prayed about faith and I thanked God that he was going to give me a baby—I didn’t know how, when or where, but I knew that God would answer that prayer. The next night I prayed for a brown haired, blue eyed little girl. God answered that prayer! I do believe in miracles and I have been the mother of that brown haired blue eyed little girl for 40 years. She has blessed me with two wonderful grandsons.
The worst time in my life was when I went through a divorce after 18 years of marriage. That was a very dark period for me and I lost sight of any dreams whatsoever. I found a little magnet that said, “It’s never too late to become what you could have been.” I still have that magnet. I remarried and I have to say that the 25-1/2 years I spent with Charles were the most wonderful years of my life. He taught me new words—instead of “problems”, they became “challenges”. He told me I am smart. He built me up all of the time. I was raised in a very negative family and he pointed me toward positive thoughts and actions. I began to have dreams again.
I feel now that I am too old to become “Perry Mason”, but I have learned that I have many talents and I try to use them.
The reason I’m even writing this about “dreams” is because I attended a meeting last night about the new Dream Center at The Crossing. This Dream Center is going to help others recapture the dreams that they lost and feel that they can’t recapture. I want to help others find the happiness in finding their dreams again like I have. Right now, I’m searching for what lies ahead for me. My plan was to live the rest of my days with Charles, but that didn’t happen. He was my great love and the best example of a Christian I could have had in my life. He helped me work my way back to my Christian life.
Just remember, “It’s never too late to become what you could have been.”
DR
7/8/11
I did always dream of having a baby. All of my friends were having babies, why couldn’t I? My husband and I went through many tests and I even took fertility pills. Another lady I worked with was also taking fertility pills and became pregnant. I just couldn’t handle it anymore and I stopped taking fertility pills. One night our pastor prayed about faith and I thanked God that he was going to give me a baby—I didn’t know how, when or where, but I knew that God would answer that prayer. The next night I prayed for a brown haired, blue eyed little girl. God answered that prayer! I do believe in miracles and I have been the mother of that brown haired blue eyed little girl for 40 years. She has blessed me with two wonderful grandsons.
The worst time in my life was when I went through a divorce after 18 years of marriage. That was a very dark period for me and I lost sight of any dreams whatsoever. I found a little magnet that said, “It’s never too late to become what you could have been.” I still have that magnet. I remarried and I have to say that the 25-1/2 years I spent with Charles were the most wonderful years of my life. He taught me new words—instead of “problems”, they became “challenges”. He told me I am smart. He built me up all of the time. I was raised in a very negative family and he pointed me toward positive thoughts and actions. I began to have dreams again.
I feel now that I am too old to become “Perry Mason”, but I have learned that I have many talents and I try to use them.
The reason I’m even writing this about “dreams” is because I attended a meeting last night about the new Dream Center at The Crossing. This Dream Center is going to help others recapture the dreams that they lost and feel that they can’t recapture. I want to help others find the happiness in finding their dreams again like I have. Right now, I’m searching for what lies ahead for me. My plan was to live the rest of my days with Charles, but that didn’t happen. He was my great love and the best example of a Christian I could have had in my life. He helped me work my way back to my Christian life.
Just remember, “It’s never too late to become what you could have been.”
DR
7/8/11
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
Some Days Are Diamonds
Today started just like any other day. I had a phone call to meet some people at a house to measure some rooms. My real estate friend is out of town and we always help each other with our clients. This particular couple I had talked to before when they bought another home about three years ago. A few months ago her 19 year old son drowned and then a couple of weeks later their home burned to the ground. Thankfully, her other son, daughter, and animals made it out alive. I told her about my husband and mother dying last year and I told her I just could not imagine losing my child. Maybe someday she would know why. She told me that she knew exactly why her son had died. This son had witnessed to her husband over and over and not long before he drowned, he told the step father, “what if everything I’ve told you is true?” You see, the stepfather was an atheist. The night of the son’s drowning, the stepfather had a dream. In it, he said it was completely dark but he knew that the stepson was beside him. He said that he could see a bright light—brighter than the sun—but you could see through it. As they got closer, the step son, said I need to go on now and you must go back. Everything I told you is true. The stepfather woke up. As the son was being buried, the stepfather fell down on his knees and asked Jesus to be his Lord and Savior.
As I drove over to show my new listing, I was still thinking about what she had told me and how miraculous that was. The people I met at my listing were a nice couple with two young boys. They have a daughter. They were so nice. The man told me they haven’t been back from Africa very long. I asked why they had been in Africa and he told me they were missionaries there for about 6 years and have come back to put their children through school. They were in Zambia. I told him that my sellers had been missionaries to Honduras and the man had been a bush pilot flying missionaries into Honduras. My sellers and I prayed over this listing that the right people would come along to buy it. The man said everytime they pass the house, they feel drawn to it. I don’t know if they are the ones or not, but for me I have had a very blessed day.
Yes, I can say that this was definitely a “Diamond Day”.
Dr
7/5/11
As I drove over to show my new listing, I was still thinking about what she had told me and how miraculous that was. The people I met at my listing were a nice couple with two young boys. They have a daughter. They were so nice. The man told me they haven’t been back from Africa very long. I asked why they had been in Africa and he told me they were missionaries there for about 6 years and have come back to put their children through school. They were in Zambia. I told him that my sellers had been missionaries to Honduras and the man had been a bush pilot flying missionaries into Honduras. My sellers and I prayed over this listing that the right people would come along to buy it. The man said everytime they pass the house, they feel drawn to it. I don’t know if they are the ones or not, but for me I have had a very blessed day.
Yes, I can say that this was definitely a “Diamond Day”.
Dr
7/5/11
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)