Have You Ever Been This Tired?

 Until next time

Kinda reminds me of some of the animals we have!

Marie

Prince Charming... or Farmer Charming....?

There are two type of men out there: Prince Bozo and Farmer Boaz. Here I will tell you the difference between the two...

A Bozo: his eyes linger
A Boaz: Bounces his eyes

A Bozo: Is Disrespectful
A Boaz: Is Respectful
A Bozo: Avoids my eyes
A Boaz: Looks into my eyes
A Bozo: A bum
A Boaz: A hard worker
A Bozo: Never listens
A Boaz: Listens
A Bozo: Never controls his anger
A Boaz: Controls his anger
A Bozo: Hard to please/demanding
A Boaz: Easy to please/ content
A Bozo: Does not value relationships
A Boaz: Treasures relationships
A Bozo: Starts an argument
A Boaz: Stops an argument
A Bozo: Does everything he can to destroy my purity
A Boaz: Does everything he can to save my purity
A Bozo: Criticizes my looks, relationship with God, and my purity
A Boaz: Admires my relationship with God and my purity but sees me as beautiful
A Bozo: Is loud and obnoxious
A Boaz: Is quiet and is pleasing to be around
A Bozo: Is full of Passion
A Boaz: Is full of Compassion as well as passion
A Bozo: Unforgiving

A Boaz: Forgives

 

In the Bible it talks about a bozo (Prince Amnon) in case you are unfamiliar with who he is, in 2 Samuel 13. The guy that was in love with Tamara. He is the ultimate in BOZO!!!

 

Now read Ruth... Boaz... He was respectful, hard working, and admired her zest for God.

 

Sadly so many women don't want to wait, so the find Bozos instead of waiting for a Boaz. Every woman has a Boaz... but they make the choice to find a B-O-Z-O! Wait, even though I am not married yet, I know it is worth the wait. I am waiting for a Boaz to pursue me.

a zest for God

patient

 respectful

sensitive

sincere

good sense of humor!!

Good with children

Wants to homeschool

Humble

pure

isn't afraid to cry...

 

That is my list...

 

This is it my folks!

 

Love,

Marie

P.S.

You men that are reading this, do me a favor: Become BOAZS!!!!!

Invisible

She sits silently
in a dark corner.

... Nobody smiles at her.
Nobody looks at her.
Nobody speaks to her.

She sits and crys.
Nobody hears her tears
hit the floor.

Nobody knows her name.
Nobody knows where she came
from.

She just sits as her
body rakes with sobs.

No warm hello greets her ears.
No pat on her shoulder tells her
not to fear.

Agony and loneliness fills
her sad eyes

When she goes home tonight,
She will put a gun to her head.

~~~~~
Invisible
~~~~~

He watches the team
congratulate each other.

Nobody says a word to him.
Nobody gives him a second glance.
Nobody high fives him
They just pass him by.

He sits alone on a bench.
A tear slips off his tanned face.

Nobody hears him draw in a shaky breath.
Nobody notices him alone.
Nobody tells him how great he is.

But when he goes home tonight,
he will write his wife a goodbye note
and cut his wrists.

~~~~
Invisible
~~~~

She falls on her knees,
crying out in agony.

Nobody seems to see her.
Nobody seems to hear her mournful cry.
They just pass her by.

Laughing and pushing to get a better view.
The crowd rages on.

She crys as she hears the agonizing
scream of her beloved son.

Her heart breaks at the sound of the pounding
hammer.

Nobody notices the mother suffering.
They pass her by without a second glance.

She watches as the cross rises up into the darkened sky.

"Eli sHalom!" she cries as she turns away.

She has never felt more invisible...
~~~~

She sits in a corner alone...
He sits on a bench alone...
She stands under the cross alone...
~~~~

She raised the gun to her head and
almost pulled the trigger when her mother
walked in and took her into her arms.
~~~~~~

He held the knife to his wrist when his wife
walked in congradulating him on his game.
~~~~~~

She turned weakly to find herself
in John's arms.
~~~~~~

Invisible... He died for you...
but He never left you either.

Written by: Marie Jones. ♥

Redneck Entertainment

Here is our boating expedition... our maybe I should say my l2 year old brother's boating expedition...

Putting a sail on his "boat"

Meanwhile.... My other brother was building a boat out of HLS tubs.

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His sail...

Fixing the bottom of his boat... it was full of holes.

Finally in the water!

Soon he was screaming "Mayday! Mayday! Abandon ship!"

Back in the boat again!

Then it crashed...

This is redneck entertainment.

Elegantly signed,

Marie

Brownie recipe.... very good recipe...

I made brownies yesterday. It was a very simple recipe. They were fast easy and good.

Here is the recipe:

2 cups (12-oz. pkg.) semi-sweet chocolate morsels (divided)  set one cup aside. and heat the butter and one cup of chocolate chips in the microwave.

1/2 cup butter or margarine, cut into pieces

3 large eggs

1 1/4 cups of double ground whole wheat flour

1 cup of granulated sugar

1 teaspoon of vanilla extract

1/4 teaspoon baking soda

1/2 cup of chopped nuts (if desired)

Preheat oven to 350 F. Grease 13 x 9-inch baking pan
Melt 1 cup morsels and butter in a glass measuring cup
Heat for 45 seconds, stir and reheat until smooth and gooey (DO NOT LICK THE CHOCLATE OFF THE SIDES! IT IS VERY HOT!)
In your mixing bowl toss your flour, sugar, vanilla extract, and baking soda. and throw your gooey chocolate into that mixing bowl.
Then throw in those sweet yummy chocolate chips and nuts.
Spread into your greasy nasty baking pan. (batter will be purty stiff, so use gorilla strength and mash that little booger into that pan.)

Bake your delicious brownies for 18 to 22 minutes or until you butter knife comes out clean. Cool completely. Then cut her up!

(While you wait, lick the mixing bowl clean. Remember every great chef does the same thing! That measuring cup wouldn't mind a good licken' too!)

Last but not least enjoy and thank me for sharing this recipe!!!

Elegantly signed,
Marie Jones

Me when I was little...

My sad 6th birthday...

Kinda like a picture abulm... Enjoy!

I am about threeish here




Me and my brother playing in the snow. See my little snowman?





Christmas dress!



We did something for school and had to wear costumes, Grandpa made this red car.



Me when I first moved into my parents home! :D



Me today!!!!

4 U

Here is a poem I wrote a while back... I really like it. It is a love poem. It is not dedicated to anyone... yet.

4 U

Your eyes

meet mine.

My heart is

pounding.

My breath

cuts short.

I am drowning,

Drowning in the depths

of your eyes.

My head is

in the clouds.

I am crazy...

I know.

I forget where I am.

Who I am.

I do things I

never have done.

What am I feeling?

I am so relieved

you don't have super

keen hearing.

Otherwise you'd be

hearing my poor ol'

heart pound.

I know I have failed

at acting casual.

But it seems impossible,

to be casual when I am

with you.

I feel so light.

So.. alive...

Maybe I should keep this

to myself...

But I am not sure.

What's a girl to do?

I am just wasting my time

writing this 4 U!

~Marie~

I wrote this in February. I like it... it is actually my first love poem.

I hope you enjoyed it.

Bye!

Elegantly signed,

Marie