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As we sat and talked we were reminded of how many times God has stepped into our lives and provided a miracle. This blog will be the opportunity for us to write these down for the next generation, and hopefully inspire you in your walk with God. Come by every Tuesday for a new post.

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Voice Lessons

PSALM 100: vs. 1 - 2
"Make a joyful noise unto the Lord, all ye lands."
"Serve the Lord with gladness: come before his presence with singing."

I had always loved to sing but never thought I was talented enough to join our choir.  We have a very progressive and contempory sound, guitars, drums.  I thought maybe someday I could join them.

I had decided to step out in faith (this was so difficult) find a voice teacher and take lessons. I found a teacher and  I drove to her home, my heart just pounding--didn't know what to expect.  She was really cordial and she had to decide if was even worth her while to give me lessons, I had to just start singing a song so she could here my range. She said I did have potential and took me on as a student.  I did weeks of trills before I actually sang anything.  I took lessons for a year.

One day (NOT ACCIDENTALLY) a friend of mine at church who had no idea I had taken lessons asked me to audition for the choir. We had gone to church together years before in a small little church and we sang carols together in the Christmas Programs.

The day came to audition and I took a tape that my teacher had played on the piano. It was a beautiful song and I sang the lyrics. Our director said wonderful and your "in".

Our lives at church have not been the same since that day.  As a result we have been involved in "cell" groups within the choir, we are now in a life group and have 16 people in our home twice a month to do "life" together learning how to live a great christian life.

As a result of making so many friends we are active in many other areas of the church.

That ONE conversation from a dear friend has enriched how we worship and how we fill our days.

Our choir at a special service on 9-11--Honoring Heros.

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Tuesday, August 23, 2011


The year was 1977. 
We were:


Enginer Bob and Conductor Debbie 
"We're going up to Heaven on the Happy Day Express
The letters on the engine spell J E S U S
The guard call "All for Heaven!"
We gladly answer YES
We're going up to Heaven on the Happy Day Express"

We were planning a large event at the military chapel for their Easter Outreach.

We had a beautiful little girl who was two and a son only 2 months old.
For the program we wanted a backdrop so I designed a banner using  5 queen size sheets sewn together.

Bob and his ventriloquist dummy, Brother Sincere, at the end of the program.
The lady was the head of the childrens programs for the chapel.
This is a small section of the banner.
It was a huge undertaking to do the quilting there was,
a train engine (with the Letters JESUS)
coal car
 pasanger car with windows flaps on the windows to to use for puppets
and a caboose.

On the morning plannned for some other ladies to come by to help quilt the finished cars onto the sheets I woke up so sick to my stomach. I had to have a neighbor watch our children.   I called the ladies to cancel and they insisted on coming anyway.  "just sleep it off on the couch and we will do the work."  I don't even remember answering the door. I guess I was really out of it with a horrid headache, vomiting and a fever so they called my husband and then took me to the military hospital.

I do remember being on a gurney, and a few words like issolation and 107.
My husband says when  he arrived it looked really bad, they had padded the door so it wouldn't shut because the sound made me cry out in pain.What  he didn't understand the peace he had.
Here was his wife, the mother of his two babies, 
possibly dying 
yet feeling that God was in control.

He had called some friends and they experienced the same feeling, trying to pray and just a peace that God was in control.

Spinal taps were done and they came out normal even though they were sure it was Spinal menigitis.
I was put in a room, on IV's and they tried to get the fever down.

Hyperpyrexia is an excessive and unusual elevation of set body temperature greater than or equal to 41.1 °C (106 °F), or extremely high fever. Such a high temperature is considered a medical emergency. It differs from hyperthermia in that in hyperthermia the body temperature is too high above the set point, whereas in hyperpyrexia the body's temperature regulation mechanism sets the normal body temperature too high. It is very often fatal

I had actually lost use of my left side.  Three days later, YES I said THREE, the doctor came in to the room and said "I don't know what you had, We didn't do anything but ice baths, asprin and liquids, but you are back to normal and can go home."

God is a God of Miricales and sometimes we don't even have to ask if it was a coincidence or accident. 
We know God was in control.

Blessings, Debbie

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Tuesday, August 16, 2011



PSALMS 33:20

We wait in hope for the LORD;
he is our help and our shield.

One evening when my children were little, I was visiting my parents and went home around 8:00 pm.  My husband was a firefighter and I would often have dinner with them instead of eating alone.

To get to our house there was one major intersection with a stoplight.  I consider myself a cautious driver but had often just trusted the green light.  This night my light was green but as I approached the light I slowed down to almost a COMPLETE STOP.  For no reason really.  Suddenly a driver ran the red light going about 70mph.  After he sped by and I managed to get through my green light I had to pull my car over.  I was shaking and crying and thanking God for protecting my little family.

This was NOT ACCIDENTALLY.  This experience has affected the way I drive to this day.  I always look to see if the other driver is aware of his light!!! And now with people talking on their cell phones and texting, it's even more important. Thank you Jesus for looking after us that night.


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Monday, August 1, 2011

In The Storm

Life is filled with opportunities to learn about faith.

 As we live this messy thing called life we must look at experiences and find the lesson that God intends to teach.  I cannot explain why bad things happen to good people and why some prayer requests seem to go unanswered. 

We experienced a great loss in our church family recently.  A precious 6 year old girl, Annie, died after a 10 month battle with a rare brain cancer.  She, her parents and her sister fought hard against the disease that took her little body.  The funeral was such a testimony of love and the compassion of Christ.  This family was shaken but not defeated.  You may ask why I’m bringing this up - - - it may seem insignificant the stories shared through our blog – not accidentally and you may question what difference does it make if God seemingly answers prayers about a pair of capris and a dress for me when a child dies - - -
Well, the only answer I have is – what do good people do when bad things happen?  Our pastor addressed our church with this statement the Sunday after the funeral service and I felt a rush of peace.  Satan is roaming this earth striking down people – how do we handle these situations in our daily lives? That is the question. 

I can’t explain life or death, happiness or agony – however, I can say this; God is the ONLY answer for our pain or suffering and he is the only one that can wipe our tears and fill our lives with joy again.

I want to share an experience in my life; not accidentally!
My sister Ann & I were traveling to see our 81 year old aunt get married!  Our 83 year old mother was the maid of honor – it was early May 2010. 

The drive to West Plains, MO from our home in Kansas City, KS is about 5 hours.  We left after work and started the trip listening to K-Love (Christian radio!!).  We were singing along on the Cable channel and didn’t notice the terrible weather rolling in.  

The sky became very dark and clouds were tumbling above us.  The storm was all around us.  The lightening seemed to be on every side – we were frightened.  We had just passed through Clinton, MO which is only about 1 ½ hours into the 5 hour trip ahead.  We turned on a local radio station just in time to hear the tornado warning – the storm was in Clinton, MO and heading south.  The storm was literally just behind us.  We contemplated pulling off the road and waiting out the storm but agreed maybe we should keep going.  The clouds were yellow-green and everything seemed still outside our windows.  My car has a sun roof and we could see the rolling sky above the car.  Honestly, it looked like we were in the eye of the storm – we could see the threatening weather all around us.  We kept driving.  We went through Collins, MO and then Springfield, MO.  Not a drop of rain on our car!  The radio kept warning of strong winds, hail, torrential rain and tornado clouds – we kept driving.  We turned east from Springfield, MO and headed down 60 Highway – the radio now warned of threatening weather heading toward AVA, MO and West Plains, MO.  The storm was following us and leading us– still not a drop of rain on our car.  We could see the wind, rain and exploding clouds all around us; but we were in the calm of the storm.  We talked about the situation and thought maybe this was how Moses felt crossing the river on dry land with the children of Israel!  We called our mother to give an update on our location and they were taking cover in the basement – tornadoes were touching down all around them – hail the size of quarters had hit just west of them.  We were headed right for it.  Ann & I prayed for safety and wisdom – should we keep going or stop for cover?  After a few minutes we decided that God had brought us this far and we needed to trust him for safe travel.  Even in the darkest night, the roughest storm can be an opportunity for us to draw strength and trust in the safety of his arms.  We made it safe and sound to moms that night and shared our experience with everyone at the wedding.  It was a beautiful ceremony and we were thankful to have shared that day with Ruby and John. 

Perhaps the stories that we share on this blog seem insignificant or trivial to some.  

I feel that each experience of life gives us an opportunity to witness the love of Christ in our hearts.

Annie’s parents lifted our hearts at the funeral of their little one.  What a testimony of love and trust – I know that bad things do happen to good people and perhaps the real purpose of life is to learn how to trust even through the storms.
 Peace be with you all even if you are in the middle of your own storm today. Lori

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Tuesday, July 12, 2011

Not Accidentally Tuesday - The Piggy Bank

In the spring of 1970 I was a senior in high school.  
At that time I was in charge of our small church youth group.  
To raise money for a missions project we were having a church yard sale. 

I have to be honest, I was not the best in leadership at that point in my life!

That morning I showed up at the church early to set up the tables and acquired boxes of stuff.  
I expected others to show and was quite disappointed when I realized the only one's showing up were me, myself and I. 
Unless you want to count my little sister Lori who was 9 
and her best friend who was also 9, 
I was on my own.

My attitude turned worse the later it got.  Where was everyone?

Around noon a mother and her children showed up bearing cold sandwiches for lunch.  I was quite ungrateful and left with sister and friend in tow to get a burger and fries.
Oh if we could only take back some of those moments in life!

I drove my 1956 brown Chevy to Smacks.

 I was ready to order when Lori decided she needed to pay for her own.  
The problem was she had gotten her dollar stuck in the belly of her glass piggy bank.

That did it!  I lost my temper which quite honestly was not normal for me.
I took the bank.
I got out of the car.
I smashed the bank on the curb.
I had not let go.

When blood started to squirt a man eating at one of the outside tables came over and gave me his napkins.  He then proceeded to the trash can to throw away his uneaten lunch.  I was quite a mess.
I went to the back door and asked for a towel and if I could use the phone.  

After one look at my hand the owner got me in the car and drove me to the hospital.
By the time we arrived the large towel was saturated with blood.

You are probably asking by now what in the world is not accidental about this!

The Kansas City University Medical Center was across the street! 
The doctors said I had cut the main artery and if I had not been close I would have bled to death.

It was a lesson well learned for that young, know it all, me!
I praise God for the lesson and that he allowed it to happen where it did so I could be telling you this story so many years later.

 About 10 years ago I found the same bank, put a dollar in it and gave it to Lori at Christmas.  In a letter with it I told  her how sorry I was for loosing my temper and breaking her bank. 
 This is when I found out that Lori had blamed herself for years.
Another lesson learned years later, don't wait till tomorrow to tell what you need to tell today.
Ecclesiastes 7:9
Do not be quickly provoked in your spirit, for anger resides in the lap of fools.

Blessings, Debbie

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Monday, June 27, 2011

Healing shall spring forth speedily

Isaiah 58:8
Then your light shall break forth like the morning, Your healing shall spring forth speedily, And your righteousness shall go before you. The Glory of The Lord shall be your rear guard.

Several years ago my husband was in the hospital having back surgery.  This one night I stayed home because I was suffering with a sore throat.  I was taking penecillin at the time, had used penecillin my entire life for infections.

My sister Lori had stopped by to see my hubby and called me from his room just to see how I was feeling.  I guess I didn't sound good so she stopped by our house.

I was sitting watching TV in my pajamas and she took one look at me and said OK get up, put your shoes on--we're going to the hospital.   Wouldn't even let me get dressed.  She said my face had doubled in size and my speech was slurred. WHAT--I didn't know any of this.

By the time we got to the hospital my legs were triple their normal size and black and blue.

I was in ANAPHLACTIC SHOCK,  after a few hours I was starting to come around and stayed at the hopital for a couple of days.  I can never have penicillin again, If I do it will definately kill me.  My system has had lingering affects from the episode and it has caused asthma and allergies, BUT it wasn't fatal.

Do I consider that phone call a coincidence-NO.

Truly a caring family is worth everything. Thank you Lori for checking on your big sister.


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Tuesday, June 21, 2011

A Spring Walk

Schwetzingen Castle 

We decided it was a beautiful morning and my hubby and I took our little girl for a walk.  We went through Schwetzingen Gardens that was about a mile from our apartment. On the walk back we stopped at a few shops. You always left the pram outside the doors of the shops when you went in.  We weren't thinking about it still being chilly and the stove heater being on in the center of the shop.  K was around 15 months old.

She toddled around and went to the stove and put both  hands flat on the side.  I still cringe when I think of it, as you might have just done.

The initial scream was horrific my Our hearts dropped when we saw her beautiful little hands immediately blister.  She cried herself to sleep and we prayed as we rushed home.

Being young and uniformed we just let our sweetie sleep when we got home.

When she woke up she seemed to not be in any pain.  She was her usual smiling and playful little girl.  Every time she fell or picked up a toy we cringed but she just went on as if noting was wrong.  The blisters lasted about 2 weeks and she never cried. She seemed to not even know they were there.  I cared for them and kept them clean and
remarkably they didn't leave a single mark.

Today those beautiful  hands use touch every day not only with her family but in her calling.
She is a third level neo-natle nurse.

A Miracle Yes!   But even in those times that they are obviously a miracle some would say it was just not as bad as it looked or that is was just accidental...

Blessings, Debbie                                   

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Refocus and consecration for things to come

Joshua 3:5  Then Joshua addressed the people: "Sanctify yourselves.  Tomorrow God will work miracle wonders among you."

God works in mysterious ways. Money was very tight; Greg was making less in commissions and times were tough. We were trusting for better times. We were working through the Dave Ramsey Money Makeover and trying to pay down credit card charges. I felt that change was coming however never realized how dramatic our lives would change in just a few short weeks.

It was April 2010; Good Friday. Our church opened the sanctuary from 8AM – 5PM for communion. Greg and I decided to take a break from our work and we met at the church for communion and prayer. We sat in the pew and prayed together for strength and miracles in our finances and our lives; we took communion together and then returned to work. I believe this was the first step in God’s preparation for our transformation; certainly NO accident.

April 9th, 2010, I attended a nursing symposium in Columbia, Missouri. The guest speaker was Fr. Nick Mezacapa who is the rector at Calvary Episcopal Church in Rochester, Minnesota. His church is across the street from the Mayo Clinic. He spoke to the nurses attending the symposium about refocusing on the important things in life, learning to view our careers as a vocation and not just a job. He spoke about learning to use the gift of a “job” as a way to minister to others. Wow – I was impressed! I started looking at my life in new ways – I wrote a mission statement for my life and started focusing on my Christian walk and how to influence others. I started using my skill as a nurse to minister to my patients. I decided that as I listened to lung and heart sounds with my stethoscope I would secretly pray for my patients. This has become my routine – and has been life changing for me.

The events leading up to the loss of my husband’s job (April 26, 2010) described in Part I of this blog, were not accidental. God NEVER gives you more than you can handle. You may be scared to the core and may even question the events but you must trust in the purpose and nurturing of our Heavenly Father. I believe that God was preparing my heart for a very difficult time that was just around the corner!!


Tuesday, June 7, 2011

A 7 year old's terrible mistake and a cry of dispair for help.

Psalms 40: 1-3

I waited patiently for the Lord to help me,
and He turned to me and heard my cry.
He lifted me out of the pit of dispair;
out of the mud and the mire.
He set my feet on solid ground
and steadied me as I walked along.
He has given me a new song to sing
a hymn of praise to our God.
Many will see what He has done and be amazed.
They will put their trust in the Lord.

I was seven years old and we lived on a very busy 4-lane street.  At that time children walked home from school and there were patrol guards at each intersection. 

This one day I wanted to play after school with a friend of mine--her name escapes me now.  She lived across the 4-lane street.  I asked my Mom if I could go play and she said "Ann is the patrol guard still there?".  I looked -he wasn't-but my wants overtook my good sense.  I told my my Mom YES.  She said OK and I went out the door.

Well as I entered the street I was struck by a teenager driving a car. It struck me and knocked me 50 feet into a telephone pole. DID not run over me.  My poor Mom realized what time it was and realized I had probably fibbed.  Just as she reached the front door, she saw the car hit me!!!! OH MY--I can realize how she felt having had 2 children of my own.

NOW THE NOT ACCIDENTALLY part---My Mom had pulled all of my hair back into a very full pony tail that day.   I had a tight permanent so there was lots of fluff and fullness in this ponytail. The doctors said this is where my head hit and took the main hit on the telephone poll. THIS IS WHAT SAVED MY LIFE, I have no doubt that my Mom had no idea why she fixed my hair this way that particular day.

I'm certain for these next few days my parents went through agony, they prayed and called out to God to save my life and not have any long term results.
I was in a coma for about 4 days they tell me.  I had no long term affects from the accident.   About 2 weeks after the accident My Dad became a CHRISTIAN.

Praise him.


Tuesday, May 31, 2011

The wrong address

For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.
Jeremiah 29:11

 It was Sunday, September 15,1968.   Bob had graduated from high school and moved to Kansas City to attend the 6 weeks, hands on, part of a computer class he had taken over the summer. The town he lived in was 300 miles from KC.

 I was 15 he was 17.

He was renting a small apartment and didn't have a car in town yet.

That Sunday morning he looked up a church in the yellow pages and called a cab.  He "thought" this was the closest to his apartment, it was across town though.

That morning our pastor asked him to sing.  He had just placed 2nd in nationals for our denominations  talent search.

Wow what a beautiful voice!  The new guy was so cute,  but I NEVER got the attention from ANY guy.  I was a skinny kid and the cute girl in church always claimed any new guys.

I saw her walk down the isle in her green checked dress and thought what a sweet smile. I asked someone her name but she said that Debbie was dating someone...

That evening Bob came back to church even though it wasn't the closest.  He sat in the back with all the other teens.  The girl he sat next to was the one who had said I had a boyfriend!  Oh well,

Then fate stepped in!

She had to go up front and play the piano and we ended up setting next to each other.  When he found out I wasn't dating he says he was so glad! Imagine my heart flipping summersaults at this moment.  When it was time to read scripture he offered me his bible and put his hand over mine.  Quite a slick move don't you think?  Well that did it, I was a goner.

Bob and I dated for three years before we got married a year after I finished school.
This year we celebrate out 40th anniversary.

December 1968

I KNOW that when he accidentally chose the wrong church it was actually God bring us together.  NOT an accident

Blessings, Debbie

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Tuesday, May 24, 2011

A gift from above!

Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows.

Part 2

Well the loss of Gregs job changed many things for our family.  No extra money and barely enough to cover our monthly bills.  It was rough to say the least.

Mother’s Day approached and our daughter’s birthday. I needed a dress for a special event at the hospital where I worked. Greg handed me a $20.00 bill and said “this is it”. I asked my sister Ann to go with me to look for a dress. We walked into Macy’s and there it was – the “perfect” dress, AND on the $11.99 clearance rack! I tried it on and it fit like a glove. I was so excited but as I left the dressing room I spotted a beautiful pair of black capri pants – just my daughter’s style and size. I went to the cashier and asked for the price on the capris - $9.99! I couldn’t believe it – I COULD GET BOTH!!
I was so thrilled I was ready to check out. The cashier scanned the capri pants $9.99 - then she scanned the dress $45.99 – OH NO! I told the cashier that I would pass on the dress and just get the pants for my daughter’s birthday. She said, “Let me check on this”. She scanned it again and the same - $45.99. She asked me to go get another item off the clearance rack for a scanning number – I grabbed the first t-shirt I saw – she scanned in the item and asked if $4.99 would be OK for the dress. What?? I didn’t understand – the dress is $4.99? I asked. Yes she answered calmly.

I started crying – the clerk looked at me with a tender expression and said, “I really feel that you should have both items”. I pulled out the $20.00 bill and with shaking hands passed it to the clerk. She paused for a moment and asked, “Are you OK?” I explained the situation with my husband’s job and the lack of money to buy “extras”. I explained that God had allowed me to find a dress and still be able to bless my daughter with a birthday gift. By this time the clerk, my sister and I were all crying. She came around the counter and hugged me – she said, “My mother was just diagnosed with breast cancer and I’ve felt that I needed to show people love today”. I looked at her with amazement – and answered,
“I am a nurse practitioner and take care of patients with breast cancer”! Now the clerk was sobbing.
As we left Macy’s with the dress and the capri pants in hand – I looked to the sky – Thank you God! Not only did the $20.00 cover both items but left just enough for a Route 44 Sonic!!
Not accidentally!


Monday, May 16, 2011

Life changing phone call and a special patient

Ecclesiastes 3:1  To everything there is a season and a time to every purpose under heaven.
Part I

The year 2010 was a time of incredible growth in my life. I learned that there are no accidents or coincidences; that in fact, we experience events during this journey called life for a specific purpose. These events may trigger personal growth, increase in faith, lessons in patience, acceptance of change, love for others or building courage to face fear. I would like to share some of the amazing gifts that I have received over the past year. I pray that as you read about what God has done in my life it causes you to stop and reflect on events that some may consider just coincidental with a new appreciation.

April 26, 2010 was a beautiful spring Monday morning. It started as usual with a quick breakfast bar and a short trip to my office. I’m a nurse practitioner at a cancer center treating those going through breast cancer. I work with a physician on Monday mornings and typically do not see my own patients. This particular day I was surprised to see that a patient was scheduled to see me at 10:00AM. The morning was moving along and my patient was roomed right on time. It was 9:58AM. I reviewed her records and was ready to enter the room when my pager went off. The number was my husband’s cell phone (he NEVER calls me at work) so I quickly returned the call. Greg answered on the 2nd ring, I could tell his voice was shaken – he told me that he had just lost his job. I was in shock after 32 years of dedicated service it was over in a moment. He calmly said, “Lori, I have peace – I don’t know what the future holds but we will be OK”. I couldn’t move. I gathered my thoughts and walked into my patient’s room; before I could speak she asked if everything was alright. I couldn’t answer. She took my hands and started praying – we had never spoken about faith!
She said that she had tried to schedule an appointment for Tuesday, Wednesday or Thursday when I normally see patients but the scheduler insisted that the only time available was Monday at 10:00AM.

Coincidence, I don’t think so! She told me that she was supposed to be there at that specific time to pray and lift up my husband and my family – she said, “there is a purpose to every situation – God is in control”.
She left the clinic and I shook at the power of God in our daily lives. That precious Christian was there to help ME see the love of God in the middle of a life-changing storm.
Nothing accidentally!


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Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Not Accidentally Tuesday - A 9 year olds violin and Gods mercy

Psalms 145:9
The Lord is good to everyone.  He showers compassion to all His creation.

  It was 1957 and I was 9.   My Dad bought me a violin and started me in violin lessons in elementary school.  I really didn't practice like I should and I was a very shy and introverted child.

We had a cabin at a lake and my parents had helped start a small church.  It began as a "brush arbor".
Here is a picture my cousin found of it a few months ago.
My Uncle Bill convinced me to play a hymn at the Sunday morning service.  I hadn't been playing very long and was PETRIFIED.    I agreed and took my violin and was practicing in the vacant lot next to our cabin on Saturday.
ALL OF A SUDDEN two of the strings broke in the middle--no way to restring them.
Was this a coinsidence or GODS way of showing mercy and sparring me of embarrasement. I choose to believe the latter.
I played in the orchestra (or played at it) until I was around 13.  I really wish I would have siezed the opportunity to learn well but sometimes chidren have their own ideas.
I've been thinking about taking lessons again-I guess it's never too late.
Hopefully you enjoy my story of yesteryear.

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