Tuesday, January 31, 2012

HE REIGNS





Praise You, Jesus, for speaking to me
For moving upon the wars
Within my heart
To cause me to KNOW
I have heard Your Spirit

Your patience persevered
And I WILL bear Your fruit
Because You are righteous
You are ALL POWER
You are more than able

And I yield my SELF
To You, Jesus,
Lord of Lords, King of Kings
The Lord God Omnipotent
Who does, indeed, reign.

Monday, January 30, 2012

My book is now available!!


"Each page of "Morning Whispers from the Heart of God" is a warm invitation to spend a few minutes with God. Marijo Phelps brings spiritual truths into the language of our day-to-day living. Open your Bible, sit with Mary at the feet of Jesus, and fill your soul with sweet fellowship and communion with your Lord."

Yvonne Blake
children’s author
Faithwriters.com
www.yvonneblake.com


My publisher sent this to me today to share with friends and family. To find out more or order click here.

RMS1437 Publishing is honored to announce the release of Marijo Phelps' "Whispers from the Heart of God" Devotional Bible study

You will be blessed each day as she shares a word from the Lord that is timely for today's issues, and invites you to dig a little deeper and personalize God's precious word to your own life.

"Whispers from the Heart of God is now available in hard copy, and electronic copy for Kindle and Nook. Please visit Marijo's author's page to order your copy today.


This devotional will be an excellent addition to your library and a great tool to aid in your personal time with your Lord! You won't want to miss out on this one! 



Tell a friend!

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Safe in My Love Devotional (Words from the Lord Series)


Oh, my child, today you see the cold, driving rain but you know the sun (SON) is still there. Also, you are sheltered within, the elements without. You don’t have to go out – the choice is yours.

See those applications in your walk with Me too. I love you and surround you with My Spirit, you don’t have to go out but can stay safe in my love. Selah.

Let my teaching fall like rain and my words descend like dew, like showers on new grass, like abundant rain on tender plants. (NIV)


They waited for me as for showers and drank in my words as the spring rain. (NIV)

For in the day of trouble he will keep me safe in his dwelling; he will hide me in the shelter of his tabernacle and set me high upon a rock. (NIV)

He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty. (NIV)

But I am like an olive tree flourishing in the house of God; I trust in God's unfailing love forever and ever. (NIV)

But if anyone obeys his word, God's love is truly made complete in him. This is how we know we are in him. (NIV)

Prayer: Dearest Jesus, Your Word is so rich with promises for your Body, Your Bride.  Thank You for putting things in words and ways that we can grasp and understand. With Word pictures that come alive for us. Thank you for the choices You give us and Your incredible, beyond understanding love. Help us to walk oh, so close to You. AMEN

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Saturday, January 28, 2012

Have You Slipped, Fallen Lately?



Have You Slipped, Fallen Lately?

The scripture for today is: "Thou hast enlarged my steps under me,
that my feet did not slip." (Psalm 18:36)

We could all state that we don't want to slip. And seeing this promise in God's Word helps us get an ever expanding view of just who this savior is! Wow, He enlarges our steps under us while we are in the very process of taking those steps just so we won't slip.

My hubby and I have often discussed this while hiking on a mountainside in that he wears an 11 EEEE shoe. He just can't grasp why I have a more difficult time staying connected to the mountain with my slim to narrow sized feet. Why I seem to slip and slide while he is trecking along like we were on flat and solid "terra firma". It is the feet buddy, at least our Lord graced me with a size TEN. Hum, something to be thankful for and this might be the very first time in my life I have been thankful for a ladies size TEN. GRIN

Thank you Lord, for BIG feet!
                




HIKING HIGHER
Jagged mountains
Cutting the horizon
Cold crystals caught
On all their pointy peaks
Alive azure skies
Broken only by
Wind waved bristlecone branches
As we hike higher and higher

Lord, Your hand
Is upon this wilderness
And resting on us
Your mightily blessed
May we never forget
What you have 
Brought us from
And released us to.

And we praise You
As we lift Your name
Higher than jagged peaks
Up unto the heavens.

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Wednesday, January 25, 2012

Basking in His Love



Sunny,
Wondrous rays washing me warm,
The Savior’s smile.

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Monday, January 23, 2012

Morning Whispers from the Heart of God AVAILABLE


My publisher is having a pre-release sale of my new book from now until January 30th.

To find out more please go to their site by typing the following address into your search engine (or copy and paste it in):


http://author-me-rms.com/authors

It is a Bible study devotional entitled Morning Whispers from the Heart of God.

THANKS for taking  a peek!!!

Marijo

Does the Creator of the Universe Talk to Individuals Today


The fact that Jesus Christ wants an intimate, daily relationship with people is a mind boggler to some. Who are we that God should care about each and every one of us? This is God who knows when a tiny sparrow falls. God who thought you up, All those unique little parts of your personality and make up He designed before you were ever conceived. He has a plan for you and for me. He is not finished with any of us yet. He speaks to us through His Word. He also speaks to our hearts in His “still, small voice”:

Child, I would speak to your heart. You are Mine. I’m recreating in you the mind of Christ – it doesn’t happen in a day. Yield – keep on yielding. Absorb yourself in the Word. My discipline shall become your joy. Your completeness, your delight as you begin to walk therein. Worry not nor buzz about – I AM the ways and means provider. Rest in my discourse and be refreshed. There is a purpose – enjoy my presence and fret not. I am preparing you for greater things in Jesus, your heart needs to be whole, not fractured. There is mending time so rest in My arms as I recreate a clean, whole heart in you, my child, my Bride, my delight. Please Selah (Pause and calmly think about that)

Prayer: Dear Jesus, I DO enjoy your presence. Please keep drawing me closer and closer to you. Clean my closets – in your perfect love and timing – throw out that which no longer belongs. Create in me a new heart and renew a right spirit within me! AMEN

Why do we have such a difficult time being quiet? Is it that we think we have so much to say that is so important? Why does is become a problem to sit at the feet of the Creator of the Universe, to learn from Him? I think this might be what is meant by “cares of this world”. We cannot allow the washing machine, doing dishes, TV, the telephone ringing or clamoring family to take priority over quality time spent in the Word with our Lord Jesus, can we?

Once again the Psalms make clear to us some points. In Psalm 24:4 tells who may have fellowship with the Lord.
         

 3 Who may ascend into the hill of the LORD? Or who may stand in His holy place?
 4 He who has clean hands and a pure heart, who has not lifted up his soul to an idol,
   Nor sworn deceitfully. 5 He shall receive blessing from the LORD, and righteousness from the God of his salvation.


Please notice it is speaking about one who has asked God’s forgiveness and is “saved”. It is Christ’s death which paid the price for each one of us if we choose to accept that and be forgiven.

In Ezekiel 11:19 we are offered a wonderful gift, that of an undivided heart and new spirit. We can “trade in” our heart of stone for a heart of flesh. A heart which lives, breathes and feels rather than one which is rocky and hardened. This should be an easy choice, shouldn’t it?

In Psalm 51:10 the writer is asking God to create in him a clean heart and to renew a steadfast spirit within him. What kind of a God is this who wants us to talk and be honest and ask expecting to receive. A most incredible God, I’d say and every word of this is as true today as it was back in David’s time.

Ecclesiastes 3:7 reminds us all there is a time to tear and time to mend, a time to be silent and a time to speak. Maybe today is your time to mend, a time to speak to God and start that dialog or continue it if you have already been made a new creature in Christ. Perhaps it is your day to “be still and know that He is God”. Whatever the case may be you can have His undivided attention right now, no waiting lines or busy signals. That’s something to think about, isn’t it? The Creator of the Universe is waiting to talk with you!

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Sunday, January 22, 2012

Crafty Cat


Crafty Cat 
(written in 1962 when I was 16)

His dainty, well formed paws,
That hide his sharpened claws
Pad softly from floor to floor
As he follows me from door to door.

I wonder what he thinks of,
As following me he goes.
His green almond eyes upon me,
Seeming never, ever to close.

His shiny, sleekly soft black fur
And his ever so unpretentious purr
Make up just one of his many sides
Crafty camouflage , under which his true nature hides

I wonder what he thinks of,
As following me he goes.
His green almond eyes upon me,
Seeming never, ever to close.

His true nature is one of keenness,
That goes with his nasty meow,
His true nature is one of meanness,
I sense it’s presence now.

I wonder what he thinks of,
As following me he goes.
His green almond eyes upon me,
Seeming never, ever to close.

The end to this game is very near.
I have pushed my luck a little, a little far I fear.
This cat is very wicked, upon that you may rely,
I must hurry quickly, or I shall surely die.

I wonder what he thinks of,
As following me he goes.
His green almond eyes upon me,
Seeming never, ever to close.

Yes, this is the time for me to retire
To my house within a house,
For everyone knows fate is tempted
When a cat is after me, a mouse!

Saturday, January 21, 2012

Are You Too Busy To Spent Time with Your King?


When you think about the question posed in the title of this piece it sounds a bit ridiculous, doesn’t it? Most of us would drop everything in our Daytimer to spend time with the King or even with the president (most years). We’d view it as a once in a life time situation and make sure it happened. Well, the Creator of the Universe wants to spend time with me and with you even today. Imagine Him who made it all caring about you and me. Caring enough that he’d want to meet and talk and listen and encourage. How can we not make time? Why would He even have to ask…. I remember the time, not so long ago, when He laid this on my heart. The quote about “if you’re not too busy” about killed me. But I had a choice and could choose to spend time in His incredible presence. Still a bit unbelieving that He would seriously want to spend time with me. He does want that. To spend time with you and me on a regular basis, incredible though that may seem it is true:

Daughter, I desire to speak to your heart, if you’re not too busy. All is not lost as I’m working in and through many things. Rejoice in Me – I love you both so much.  Love each other! Selah.

Prayer: Oh, my Lord, if I am not too busy. My eyes move down in shame although I know that is not what you intended. Yes, You definitely got my attention. Lord, what can I be doing that is more important that You and listening to You and lifting my feeble praises? Please forgive me, Lord Jesus. Thank You for Your patience. I know You are trying to teach even that to me. I am such a SHEEP. Forgive me, Lord? AMEN

Surely every man walks about like a shadow; Surely they busy themselves in vain; He heaps up riches, And does not know who will gather them. (NKJV)


For he will not dwell unduly on the days of his life, because God keeps him busy with the joy of his heart. (NKJV)

[ Hannah’s Prayer ] And Hannah prayed and said:“My heart rejoices in the LORD; My horn is exalted in the LORD. I smile at my enemies, Because I rejoice in Your salvation. (NKJV)


A new commandment I give to you, that you love one another; as I have loved you, that you also love one another. (NKJV)


For you, brethren, have been called to liberty; only do not use liberty as an opportunity for the flesh, but through love serve one another. (NKJV)



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Thursday, January 19, 2012

Some Much Needed Help for Fibromyalgia


A friend called me all excited about a support group she’d been to for Fibromyalgia. IT was a true support group. No one had an agenda. No one was selling anything. They even gave a free book to those who attended. The title was What Your Doctor May Not Tell You About Fibromyalgia by R. Paul St Amand, M.D. and Claudia Craig Marek. Dr. Amand is an MD from California and he wasn’t selling anything either.
Chris had called me because she was encouraged and some of the symptoms they had mentioned reminded her of some of my issues.

OK, I am an RN. I look at much in the field of medicine with a raised eyebrow. I should have been from Missouri because “show me” is my flag. I have seen too much and heard too much over the years which was well, so much hot air, ideas that took your money and made you jump through a bunch of hoops with no results.

A day later I am visiting with a friend who is a licensed massage therapist. Apparently there are 18 points where someone who knows (like my massage therapist) can apply pressure and someone who has fibromyalgia will respond with pain and discomfort. She poked all over my body (at my request) and I got so I could tell her that were the specific fibromyalgia points before she confirmed it. She also had two clients who had read the book and followed the protocol and had gotten pain relief and other symptoms were minimized. She could tell a difference in their muscles and the “lumps” that become typical with fibromyalgia.

Those lumps I thought were where my cats back claws had dug into me as they launched off and away from ‘mommy” – except how did I get one in the middle of my back by my spine?

I got home and found the book online for a penny plus shipping and handling. My hubby asked “what did you pay for shipping and handling, $20?”

No, the total price of the used book through Amazon came to $4.00 – which was a good price to satisfy my curiosity.

Within the next few days I am going to read and write a review on that book. I will be looking at it with the nurse’s raised eyebrow. I am hopeful with the good reports so far that it will bring many of us some ideas for much needed relief.

Below is the promised book review and a careful look from the perspective of this RN "with a raised eyebrow". 


I HAVE NOW READ THE BOOK. 



The title was “What Your Doctor May Not Tell You About Fibromyalgia" by R. Paul St Amand, M.D. and Claudia Craig Marek. Dr. Amand is an MD from California. 



To say that I am encouraged and impressed would be a complete understatement. Have you ever wanted a doctor who listened and actually tried to get down to the cause of what was ailing you instead of throwing a whole pharmacy at your symptoms? Dr. St Amand is that kind of doctor. 



He has worked with people exhibiting the symptoms of Fibromyalgia before that name even existed. The book was written in 1999 and at that time Dr. St Armand had forty years experience with patients having the FMS problems. He also had that diagnosis himself. Parts of the book would be great to share with an MD who is a listened and open to hearing from you, his patient. It is understandable but definitely shows scientific deductions and how Dr. St Armand reached some of his conclusions.



One of the most interesting parts of the book is the tie-in between diagnoses which have overlapping symptoms yet separate diagnosis. The treatment and protocol he proposes in his book, that thousands have done and had a successful relief in their symptoms, seems to work on several of these diagnosis. 



Even if you aren’t going to try his suggestions the book had invaluable information for those with any of the following diagnosis/symptoms: muscular pain, fatigue, bladder infections, insomnia, hypoglycemia, chronic fatigue syndrome, irritable bowel or bladder syndrome, chronic candidiasis, interstitial cystitis. 



He talks about what happens within your body and why it happens and gives some practical solutions to the problem. He also goes into commonly used treatments and what to expect with those. The book is interspersed with notes and letters from his patients giving snap shot of their struggles and victories. You will find that you are not alone and that there is, indeed, hope! 



The drug he has used with great success is no longer a prescription drug. Guaifenesin can now be purchased over the counter and when used with the protocol described can be very effective in a remission of symptoms. 



There are also support groups all over for help with this as outlined in his book. 



I am hoping and praying this will lead to literally a renewed life for many. I had lunch with Chris yesterday (she has been diagnosed with chronic fatigue, fibromyalgia and hypoglycemia) she is doing the protocol and taking Guaifenesin – the book mentions that you will get worse before you get better and that is an indicator that you are on the right track…. She was going through that but with a smile on her face because she was finally, after years of suffering, finally on the right track! This RN doesn’t even have raised eyebrows, it was a wonderful and thorough book with much anecdotal evidence! 


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Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Half Way Through and Daddy's Hug



Today marks my half way point in my breast cancer radiation treatments - if the last half is as good as the first half I have nothing to complain about!!!


Daddy’s Hug

I offer the first of my morning
To You.
That sleepy, barely awake time
When I come
Tousled and toddler like
To You, My Father

And You gather me up
In Your arms of love
As I begin my day
Knowing
Just because I came,
You were there

You listened to my
Sleepy conversation,
Strengthened me, lifted and hugged
Your love overflowing me
Because I made an effort
Just to come

I sorrow for the many mornings
When I slept too late
To come
And be with You first.
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Sunday, January 15, 2012

DON'T LOOK AT THE STONES, BUT TO THE ROCK revised


DON'T LOOK AT THE STONES, BUT TO THE ROCK revised

Sometimes as I walk the narrow path

I get to looking down at the stones
Then I see my weary feet
Kicking dust on my aching bones

Now my toes are blistered, cut
I can go no further today
I stumble and bumble upon a rock
Just in time to hear someone say

"Take my hand for I know the way
You're weak but I am strong"
I reached out and was lifted to HIS arms
We almost floated along

This is the way it always should be
Though my feet were blistered still
When I put my trust in the Master's hand
He helped me dance up that hill

It seemed like an impossible mountain before
With my eyes on the cutting stone
But after I lifted them to the mighty ROCK
It became a delightful path to His throne!!

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Friday, January 13, 2012

Love Makes Truth Palatable


Have you ever watched someone close to you doing something that is dangerous to them? Maybe a relationship or making choices that could harm then physically, emotionally or spiritually?  In situations like this I find that praying for wisdom helps. The Bible then speaks of ‘sharing the truth in love”, that is the only way to go. Can we be patient until we can go, not in hysterics, not in anger, not in self righteousness but in love to that person to share our concerns. Easy to say and not always easy to do, is it? And we are to listen for that “still, small voice” speaking direction to our hearts:

Child, lift up your eyes to Me and your hopes. I will fulfill you, in my plans for your walk with Me. Strain not, but rely on Me. I AM the answer to your every query. Lean not unto your own understanding. I impart to you wisdom for every occasion. Receive it in Jesus’ name. Let not your imagination run away with you. Your sisters will be healed in time to be My instruments. Obey. Speak forth at the appointed time – My Spirit will lead you. Rejoice knowing I carry the burden – your part is obedience to my Word. Liberty is at hand through Christ Jesus. You will KNOW my timing, be patient for a short season and I will mellow your tongue to speak forth in love and clarity. Bear this burden together with the sister I have given to you. My timing is perfect – My hour is soon. Be ready to be bountifully blessed.

Psalm 121:1-8 speaks much about our help and where our help comes from, the Lord. He who created everything and certainly knows how we are all “wired”. He is there “24/7” on our behalf and will never turn us away. Think about that!

In Jeremiah 29:11 the writer quotes God and speaks about the plans He has for us, plans to prosper us and not for harm, plans for a future and hope. What a great promise to grab a hold of!

Back to Psalm 51:6 speaks of God desiring truth and teaching us wisdom. We can surely use wisdom in most all of our relationships, how to get along better with those who are in our sphere on influence and those given to us to know and love.

In 2 Corinthians 10:5 a great spiritual exercise in mentioned. “We demolish arguments and every pretention that sets itself up against the knowledge of God, and take captive every thought to make it obedient to Christ.
Notice it didn’t say the arguments and pretensions that set themselves up against our knowledge.  I love the use of the word “demolish” here as a forceful and completely destructive word. This is what we are to do with anything which doesn’t line up with the Word of God.

In 1 Peter 3:15 we are encouraged to always be ready to give an answer for the reason (Jesus) for the hope that is in us with gentleness and respect. God doesn’t want us to resemble steamrollers but to be transformed more and more into the image of His Son, Jesus Christ. And I ask myself, have I seen Jesus reflected in my actions, the things I say and do?

Prayer: Oh, Lord God, you have given us a treasure chest full of the tools of your Word. You teach us by your example how to use them. Those promises are so rich and full AND they are ours for the asking. What priceless jewels we have from You. Please help us to use them wisely and often we pray. In Jesus most incredible name, AMEN

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Thursday, January 12, 2012

Hugged Close to Jesus


Do you ever feel that you, though an adult, are like a toddler covered with band aids, scabs and skinned knees? Take heart, it is only by trying that we allow ourselves to stumble or perhaps fall. We have a heavenly Father who is watching, pleased and ready to catch us when we venture forth and try to walk, toddle and eventually begin to run with Him. He doesn’t stand there with a scowl on his face just waiting for us to take a “wrong step”, no, he is like that proud parent with a big grin thinking his “kids” are the best! Do we ever disappoint him? NOPE because disappointment involves unfulfilled expectations and since he knows the end from the beginning nothing we can do will surprise him.

So, knowing all of that we can take a big breath, breathe a sigh of relief and toddle on, eventually running with our heavenly Daddy!

Hugged Close to Jesus

Daughter delight
Daughter set free
Tumbling, turning
Even stumbling
In ME

Forward momentum
Joyful to be
Solely My child
Released to run
FREE

In Song of Solomon 1:4 the writer speaks saying “draw me away, we will run after you”. While this was talking about a specific incident it has a broader application of the believer running after God. Going on, this verse says that we will rejoice in you and be glad, we will remember your love more than wine, rightly do they love you. What an incredible God who even has poetry in His heart. When you stop to think about it, romance and poetry and so many of the things which make life rich and full began in the heart of God before we were ever even created, individually and as mankind. What an awesome God we serve or can serve, the choice is ours!

In Proverbs 3 is speaking of God’s law and God’s wisdom. There are so many promises contained within this Proverb including 3:23 which speaks to walking safely in our way and not stumbling. If we do stumble he is faithful and just to forgive and forgive us from all unrighteousness if we but ask.


If we confess our sins, He is faithful and just to forgive us our sins and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness. (NKJV)


Prayer: Lord God, your Word is rich and full of the most incredible instruction and promises. May we take it into our hearts and let you apply it each and every day. We are so thankful for your love and sacrifice, that of your Son at Calvary on our behalf. Help us to be those toddlers who try and keep on trying so that soon we may run with You! AMEN

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Monday, January 9, 2012

I Am NOT Becoming My Mother, I Married Her?

My least favorite chore in house cleaning is mopping the floors. I am not quite sure why. Today is floor mopping day, one of our kitties had a big accident and, well, it is definitely time. When my sister and I lived with our parents, we did that chore on hands and knees, no mops used in the household, no, sir.

Mom was, well, my sister and I affectionately called her Mother Immaculate.

SMACK as she wacked the arm of the sofa "This is still dusty, who was supposed to vacuum the living room?" Mom then grabbed the poor little Electrolux with its hoof-like attachment and proceeded to beat-vacuum the whole couch over again.

I looked at my sister, she looked at me and while mom demonstrated the correct vacuum technique our eyes looked slightly towards the ceiling. Slightly and we'd best not get caught.

"There, that's how it is supposed to be done, you girls please finish this up," mom said as she bustled off to the kitchen getting back to her cooking.

The floors on hands and knees we mastered but apparently we were still learning about the sofa beating techniques. We were in grade school.  Our neighborhood was surrounded by hills complete with sand stone caves and playing places. Besides being mama's little helpers we were also the boys dad never had. We went up those hills and played in the sandstone, dust and sand. That meant that some came home with us.  It was making this cleaning day so memorable.

The plus was that dad taught us to use tools and paint.  By the time I was six, I knew enough about hammers and screw drivers to have put together a little stove for our basement playroom. Complete with wooden checkers, screwed into the orange crate, for knobs to turn the burners on and off.

This chores and lists stuff wasn't all bad, but you couldn't have told us that back then.

"OK, did you both dust your rooms? " mom was answered by fast moving faces nodding up and down.

"Let's go have a look" Oops.

Was it only in my good imagination or did she really used to don white gloves before inspecting Colette's and my rooms very carefully?

"Hum, Marijo Lynn, there is dust on this nick-knack shelf, I want it done over and please do it correctly or this will be subtracted from your allowance."

My sister’s shelf passed but then mom looked under her bed. "What is all of this? These clothes must have been here for a week and should have been in the laundry hamper this morning before I sorted the wash!  Ohhhh, Colette what are we going to do here? You know you aren't allowed to have anything under your bed…"

Ann elbowed me and whispered "At least she didn't find the dust bunnies." 
The battle started. Mom decided to confiscate Colette's underwear and charge her a quarter to get it back . Our allowance was around 50 cents a week, so this was a big deal back then.

"That's ok, you can have them, I'll just turn the dirty ones inside out and wear them." was the solution my inventive sister presented.

Not to be outdone by an eight year old, mom had a new plan. Ann had the small bedroom with the big closet. Dad made a five foot tall drawer stack all down one side of the closet.  The drawers were partitioned off into small compartments to hold socks, underwear, jewelry and organize all those little hair things. Colette also stored all of our board games in her closet.

I got home early the next day and ran in to get something from Colette's room. Oh, my, there must have been a tornado while we were at school. Apparently mom had taken each drawer and dumped it on the bed, on the floor, on the desk. All the board games joined in too, because there were parts and pieces everywhere. I left through her back door,yes, the smallest bedroom had two doors in and out, and circled around through the kitchen.

I heard the front door and in came Colette. Mom followed her down the hall to her room.

"Ahhh, what happened to my room?!" my sister was moaning.

" I thought since you liked to live in a mess, maybe you'd like some help." Mom commented as she left to hang wash outside the house.

We didn't see Colette for several hours. Amazingly it worked. I don't think Mother Immaculate ever found anything under Colette's bed again, not even a dust bunny.

Fast forward. My sister and I are not that bad at housekeeping, really.

I married a wonderful guy. On the weekends, before I retired, we'd clean together. He started upstairs and I started downstairs and we'd meet in the middle.

Then I retired, after an unplanned lay off. It made sense that the house cleaning was all mine now.

I had just finished the downstairs bathroom.  This meant that I had gloves on and scrubbed the toilet bowl, then wiped it down, used the scrub brush and finished with Scrubbing Bubbles and another wipe down. Not to mention mopping the floor on hands and knees, it is a small bathroom and a mop just doesn't do it…..

"Honey, there is butt dust on the toilet......

"No way, I cleaned that toilet three times and with gloves on, show me…" 

I went into the bathroom and my honey was doing something on the back, where the toilet seat hooked on.  Yep, he'd flipped up a little flap that I did not know existed. There was a screw where the seat attached to the toilet bowl.  Yes, there was some dirt in there. I closed my mouth so the steam wouldn't escape while I bit my tongue. Interesting logistical trick, try it sometime.

"Ah, honey, I didn't even know that little flap was there. You know, there are some Q-Tips in that drawer and if it really bothers you, have at it," I thought that was a mild response considering how the bathroom gleamed.

I married my mother. I can't believe I married Mother Immaculate! At least he likes my cooking!

So why am I taking you down this cleaning travesty trail of reminiscence? I used a mop today but, the floor has to dry, doesn't it?

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