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| Blakley Family Living Room in late 1979's or early 1980's |
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| Lula's Birthday |
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| Another birthday |
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| On the table birthday gifts |
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| During the Christmas Season. Perhaps in the 1970's. |
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| A hard day at work. |
Family Connections: Gathering The Generations
Showing posts with label Lula Lankford Blakley. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lula Lankford Blakley. Show all posts
Monday, April 21, 2014
Photos of My Mother
Friday, August 9, 2013
My Farthest Memories
I have been thinking...
How Far Back Can I Remember?
I can remember the time before I started going to school. My mother was on the telephone talking with someone. I heard my mother talking about enrolling me in to KG. I went in the afternoon.
I even remember walking to and from school with some of my siblings. It was along walk. We did have buses in those days. We lived about 9 blocks from Mark Twain Elementary School.
I recall playing with blocks in our play area in our classroom. I recall looking out the window onto the playground. I remember the swing set, the monkey bars and jungle gym. I recall the white and yellow circles and squares... drawings on the playground.
I recall the double doors in our classroom to come in our room. We even had a back door to go out to the playground. We had our own private bathroom in the back of our classroom. I thought that that was cool.
I recall that parents came to see their children. My parents did come. It must to have been Parents' Day. The parents came to see our classroom. And to look at what we did.
I recall laying down taking naps on a mat in our classroom. Then one day I was sick and missed school. I heard that Santa came to class that day.
So I missed Santa. I was not too disappointed. I knew who Santa was. Some of my siblings told me.
I recall reading about Sally, Dick, Jane and their dog named Spot. I recall that I was called upon to answer a question from one of our readings. I cannot recall which girl it was but Dick took and hid Jane's or Sally's ribbon. Our teacher, Miss Wise ask me What would Jane or Sally do about Dick taking the ribbon?
Here was my response to the question: I said, She would beat him up! The kids laughed at my answer. Miss Wise said that Dick would not do that. Miss Wise said that Jane or Sally would ask Dick to gave the back ribbon.
I felt "dumb" and "stupid" about my answer. I did not talk much. I was quiet. Yes, I was shy.
I recall hearing about Dr. Martin Luther King Jr's Assassination. I remember that famous black and white photo. I wondered what those guys where pointing at.
I recall bringing candy to my classmates. It was my birthday four days after Dr. MLK Jr's Assassination. I even remember that I felt strange giving candy to my classmates during a time like that.
I recall seeing the men on the moon on TV. U.S. President Richard Nixon on TV during in his first term in office.
I remember relatives coming over to our Family House. People would be playing cards and talking. I recall that we had a hope chest in one of our rooms. It reminded me of a coffin.
I recall one day that the Hope chest opened up. I saw the lid was close. I ran when I saw the lid opening. I did not like being around coffins when I was a kid.
I recall watching TV shows; The Riffle Man. Other TV programs that some of my siblings would watch.
I recall one of my brothers hanging up my bicycle our swing set. He did this in our back yard and left it there. I was crying. ( I was teased a lot.)
I recall our Family Dog biting me in the stomach. Here is a section that I posted about "Dogs In The Family and Neighbor Dogs":
The First dog that I can remember in my family was "Fido". I don't know what breed of dog "Fido" was. What I remember about "Fido", he was iffy iffy.
He would be good to us. He was a happy dog. And at times turn on us. "Fido" would attack people if he though we were in danger.
Then again, there was a time when I was out in the back yard helping my Father clean up. I bent over to pick up something. All of a sudden "Fido" came running out of his house and charged at me biting my stomach. Boy I was scared. I cried...
Yes,"Fido" was something else. He liked to bit. He loved chasing cars tires. Well, one day our Father was going on his trash route. "Fido" broke loose and went chasing after the truck. This time "Fido" got ran over.
My Father buried "Fido" in our backyard. I was there looking on. Even though "Fido"was a crazy dog, I still like dogs.
I recall some of the games that we played in the house. We played marbles and jacks. We played with "army men". We made paper air planes and toss them in the air.
We played race cars with the orange tracks that made loops and turns. We built houses out of playing cards. We stood dominoes upright until we tapped one letting them fall one by one. (We played cards and dominoes too.)
I recall when our Dad and my brothers enlarged our basement. There was a lot of dirt to dig out. I remember one time there was some things outside the window. Someone one had an idea to lift me up to the window so I could get it. Yeah, I was small enough to go through our basement window.
On my journey of transformation
As I reflected back on my memories of the past, I found out as I was typing this blog, more things came to me. I added more detail. O the memories of what once was.
I had a thought. As the years go by, I lose some things of the past. So I challenged myself to this was a simple exercise. I put some thought into what I did.
So I thought of How Far Back Can I Remember? It was as though I took a journey in time's past. I had more memories than I thought.
It is good at times to recall the good things of the past. My memory goes back to 40 or 41 years ago. I think that that is good.
From my Book of Thanks and Blessings
Father God, I thank You that You blessed with a memory. I thank You for what I can remember things of the past. I thank You for the idea that came to me, to write things down for future generations.
I thank You for all the PROVISION that I have had in my life time. I thank You the FAITH that is in planted in me. I thank You for the SIGNS and WONDERS that I have witness in my days.
I thank You for the LOVE that surrounded me as I was growing up. I thank You that Your HEALING Hands guard my life. I thank You that DELIVERANCE that is in my life.
I thank You for the Door of HOPE that has been in my life. I thank You that well before I was born, You choose me to have the choice of SALVATION in Jesus' name Amen.
This blog came from my Xanga site 2007
How Far Back Can I Remember?
I can remember the time before I started going to school. My mother was on the telephone talking with someone. I heard my mother talking about enrolling me in to KG. I went in the afternoon.
I even remember walking to and from school with some of my siblings. It was along walk. We did have buses in those days. We lived about 9 blocks from Mark Twain Elementary School.
I recall playing with blocks in our play area in our classroom. I recall looking out the window onto the playground. I remember the swing set, the monkey bars and jungle gym. I recall the white and yellow circles and squares... drawings on the playground.
I recall the double doors in our classroom to come in our room. We even had a back door to go out to the playground. We had our own private bathroom in the back of our classroom. I thought that that was cool.
I recall that parents came to see their children. My parents did come. It must to have been Parents' Day. The parents came to see our classroom. And to look at what we did.
I recall laying down taking naps on a mat in our classroom. Then one day I was sick and missed school. I heard that Santa came to class that day.
So I missed Santa. I was not too disappointed. I knew who Santa was. Some of my siblings told me.
I recall reading about Sally, Dick, Jane and their dog named Spot. I recall that I was called upon to answer a question from one of our readings. I cannot recall which girl it was but Dick took and hid Jane's or Sally's ribbon. Our teacher, Miss Wise ask me What would Jane or Sally do about Dick taking the ribbon?
Here was my response to the question: I said, She would beat him up! The kids laughed at my answer. Miss Wise said that Dick would not do that. Miss Wise said that Jane or Sally would ask Dick to gave the back ribbon.
I felt "dumb" and "stupid" about my answer. I did not talk much. I was quiet. Yes, I was shy.
I recall hearing about Dr. Martin Luther King Jr's Assassination. I remember that famous black and white photo. I wondered what those guys where pointing at.
I recall bringing candy to my classmates. It was my birthday four days after Dr. MLK Jr's Assassination. I even remember that I felt strange giving candy to my classmates during a time like that.
I recall seeing the men on the moon on TV. U.S. President Richard Nixon on TV during in his first term in office.
I remember relatives coming over to our Family House. People would be playing cards and talking. I recall that we had a hope chest in one of our rooms. It reminded me of a coffin.
I recall one day that the Hope chest opened up. I saw the lid was close. I ran when I saw the lid opening. I did not like being around coffins when I was a kid.
I recall watching TV shows; The Riffle Man. Other TV programs that some of my siblings would watch.
I recall one of my brothers hanging up my bicycle our swing set. He did this in our back yard and left it there. I was crying. ( I was teased a lot.)
I recall our Family Dog biting me in the stomach. Here is a section that I posted about "Dogs In The Family and Neighbor Dogs":
The First dog that I can remember in my family was "Fido". I don't know what breed of dog "Fido" was. What I remember about "Fido", he was iffy iffy.
He would be good to us. He was a happy dog. And at times turn on us. "Fido" would attack people if he though we were in danger.
Then again, there was a time when I was out in the back yard helping my Father clean up. I bent over to pick up something. All of a sudden "Fido" came running out of his house and charged at me biting my stomach. Boy I was scared. I cried...
Yes,"Fido" was something else. He liked to bit. He loved chasing cars tires. Well, one day our Father was going on his trash route. "Fido" broke loose and went chasing after the truck. This time "Fido" got ran over.
My Father buried "Fido" in our backyard. I was there looking on. Even though "Fido"was a crazy dog, I still like dogs.
I recall some of the games that we played in the house. We played marbles and jacks. We played with "army men". We made paper air planes and toss them in the air.
We played race cars with the orange tracks that made loops and turns. We built houses out of playing cards. We stood dominoes upright until we tapped one letting them fall one by one. (We played cards and dominoes too.)
I recall when our Dad and my brothers enlarged our basement. There was a lot of dirt to dig out. I remember one time there was some things outside the window. Someone one had an idea to lift me up to the window so I could get it. Yeah, I was small enough to go through our basement window.
On my journey of transformation
As I reflected back on my memories of the past, I found out as I was typing this blog, more things came to me. I added more detail. O the memories of what once was.
I had a thought. As the years go by, I lose some things of the past. So I challenged myself to this was a simple exercise. I put some thought into what I did.
So I thought of How Far Back Can I Remember? It was as though I took a journey in time's past. I had more memories than I thought.
It is good at times to recall the good things of the past. My memory goes back to 40 or 41 years ago. I think that that is good.
From my Book of Thanks and Blessings
Father God, I thank You that You blessed with a memory. I thank You for what I can remember things of the past. I thank You for the idea that came to me, to write things down for future generations.
I thank You for all the PROVISION that I have had in my life time. I thank You the FAITH that is in planted in me. I thank You for the SIGNS and WONDERS that I have witness in my days.
I thank You for the LOVE that surrounded me as I was growing up. I thank You that Your HEALING Hands guard my life. I thank You that DELIVERANCE that is in my life.
I thank You for the Door of HOPE that has been in my life. I thank You that well before I was born, You choose me to have the choice of SALVATION in Jesus' name Amen.
This blog came from my Xanga site 2007
Sunday, May 12, 2013
Mother's Appreciation Day: Happy Mother's Day!
What are some things you appreciate your mother for?
submitted by mauikiss
I have been thinking about this question. Some of the things that I appreciated about my mother (1920-2000)
I appreciated that....
1.) My mother married my father.
2.) My mother stayed with my father through thick and thin; till the end.
3.) My mother gave birth to me when she was almost 43.
4.) My mother cared for her 19 of her children.
5.) My mother was a stay at home Ma.
6.) My mother raised her children the best way that she (and my father) could.
7.) My mother always wrote this words on my birthday cards.
"You have been a good girl from a child up.
I hope that you continue to do so.
Love..." than my mother would sign her name.
8.) My mothers sayings.
"A son is a son until he takes a wife.
But a Mother is a Mother all of her life."
9.) My mother loved children.
10.) My mother was the mother God blessed me with.
11.) My mother believed upon Jesus as her Lord and Savior.
12.) My mother gave me the love only a Mother could give.
13.) My mother was a strong willed woman.
14.) My mother cared for her mother and father.
15.) My mother was role model.
16.) My mother owned her own business.
17.) My mother was a human being.
18.) My mother looked out for others.
19.) My mother left a legacy.
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Happy MOTHER's Day to ALL you Mothers
and Mothers at Heart!
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To You,
Great Grandmothers who are mothers, Grandmothers who are mothers, Mothers who are mothers, Aunts who are mothers, Sisters who are mothers, Daughters who are mothers.
In Laws / Out Laws who are mothers, Cousins (girls) who are mothers, Friends (girls) who are mothers. Spiritual-Mothers who are mothers, First Lady's of a church who are mothers, Mothers of the church who are mothers,
Those who are Foster mothers, Step mothers, Adopted mothers who are mothers, Singled women who are mothers, Married women who are mothers, Widows who are mothers, Mothers to be who are mothers,
Ladies who care for others, Mother figures, Big / Little Sisters: you are mothers too.
And to you Male-Guys who are NOT mothers...
Enjoy this MOTHER's Day!
I thank God that He blessed me with a MOTHER.
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In what ways are you similar to your mother?
submitted by sanilog
People tell me that I look like my mother.
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Have A Magnificat Day! God Bless. Take Care.
I have been thinking about this question. Some of the things that I appreciated about my mother (1920-2000)
I appreciated that....
1.) My mother married my father.
2.) My mother stayed with my father through thick and thin; till the end.
3.) My mother gave birth to me when she was almost 43.
4.) My mother cared for her 19 of her children.
5.) My mother was a stay at home Ma.
6.) My mother raised her children the best way that she (and my father) could.
7.) My mother always wrote this words on my birthday cards.
"You have been a good girl from a child up.
I hope that you continue to do so.
Love..." than my mother would sign her name.
8.) My mothers sayings.
"A son is a son until he takes a wife.
But a Mother is a Mother all of her life."
9.) My mother loved children.
10.) My mother was the mother God blessed me with.
11.) My mother believed upon Jesus as her Lord and Savior.
12.) My mother gave me the love only a Mother could give.
13.) My mother was a strong willed woman.
14.) My mother cared for her mother and father.
15.) My mother was role model.
16.) My mother owned her own business.
17.) My mother was a human being.
18.) My mother looked out for others.
19.) My mother left a legacy.
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Happy MOTHER's Day to ALL you Mothers
and Mothers at Heart!
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
To You,
Great Grandmothers who are mothers, Grandmothers who are mothers, Mothers who are mothers, Aunts who are mothers, Sisters who are mothers, Daughters who are mothers.
In Laws / Out Laws who are mothers, Cousins (girls) who are mothers, Friends (girls) who are mothers. Spiritual-Mothers who are mothers, First Lady's of a church who are mothers, Mothers of the church who are mothers,
Those who are Foster mothers, Step mothers, Adopted mothers who are mothers, Singled women who are mothers, Married women who are mothers, Widows who are mothers, Mothers to be who are mothers,
Ladies who care for others, Mother figures, Big / Little Sisters: you are mothers too.
And to you Male-Guys who are NOT mothers...
Enjoy this MOTHER's Day!
I thank God that He blessed me with a MOTHER.
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In what ways are you similar to your mother?
submitted by sanilog
People tell me that I look like my mother.
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Have A Magnificat Day! God Bless. Take Care.
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Memories Of My Father, David W. Blakley Sr.
Some Thoughts / Memories On... My father, David...
This is re post from my Xanga site on Sunday, 17 June 2007
God blessed me with the honor of having a father for 25 and a half years of my life. My father was about 49 and half years older than I was.
He and my mother were already grandparents when I was born. Yeah, I was a Daddy's girl. Never had to have a whipping from my parents. Yes, I was spoiled. I was very shy and our parents' 19th child. [Indeed I am from the seed of David.]
I recall stories that some of my older siblings would share with us...That our father would take some of them to the store. There was a deal when you brought so many groceries.... you would get a wagon...Well, our father had 7 wagons for all of kids at that time.
Also, I heard that our father helped do some of the household things. He did some cooking in the early days with our mother.... He would cook some meals that were not on the market yet. Like making noddles in sauce mixing in hamburger.
And there was a snack that he would call "pudding in tane". I loved that...peanut butter mix with syrup spreading it on bread. I heard that that's on the market too.
My Dad told me that his father in law would put out the flag on my father's birthday. Yeah, my mother said that her father liked my father. Our Dad was our Grandfather's best son in law. My mother was a Daddy's girl too. [Photo of my parents in my mother's mother's house.]
I recall our father, after he had his breakfast, he would put out our lunch money on the dinning room table....the money would be in coins.. in a roll about 7 rolls or so... the earliest that I can recall, our lunch for school was about 60 cents. [That included an extra milk.]
I was told that our father helped out a lot of people in his lifetime. He was a giver of himself. Some people borrow things from him... He would help repair and built on to others houses. He even enlarge our family home over the years as our family grow.
Along with having a job, our father started a family trash business in 1939 in which he owned and operated ..... He loved to watch sports especially baseball. He loved cookies very much...We also had to have cookies in the house.
Our father was a quiet -kindhearted man and a very hard worker all his life. Our father's mother passed when our father was 13. Our father's father died when our father was about 5. Our father did not get to know his father. But our father was very fond of his Stepfather.
This year will be the 18th year since our father's passing. Our Dad departed from this life in the 52 and a half years of marriage to our mother. Our father was devoted our mother and supportive to us as a family.
I helped my mother care for our father....after he got ill...Toward the end of his life, he knew that it was time for him to go. He lived eleven more years than what the doctors thought.
Doctors were amazed how our father lived as long as he did. Our Dad was a fighter even up to the end of his life. Now our father and our mother are in presence of the LORD.
I think all fathers should be special in the eyes of the children in some way or other. I saw a lot in my father during the time I was blessed to be with him. He was the father that God choose for me. I thank God for my father. My father did the very best that he could in raising me while he was my father.
I recall my father working a lot as I was growing up, up to the time he got sick. I recall in my early days, I always wanted to help him do something in the yard. I had a closer father- daughter relationship with my father in his latter years. [Our father work a lot in my early years.]
1990 was the first Father's Day without have my father. It was not until I got the revelation in that year that I have an Heavenly Father. I was not saved but I thought that. I grew more to start back to honor Father's Day.
By 1994 I was a very happy girl. It's was like it was my first Father's Day that I had. I was saved and I got to go to my Father's House on Father's Day June 19th 1994...Juneteenth Day.
On that Father's Day I was SO HAPPY. One of my sisters told me that one of her kids ask her, why is Aunt Susie so happy on Father's Day? I have an HEAVENLY FATHER and I can honor and celebrate Father's Day.
To all you fathers out there....Thanks for being fathers! Fatherhood is a gift from God.
There are memories that children cherish of their fathers that remains in the hearts of children forever. For me I cherish the time that my father took me with him to get something when he told me to sit in the car and wait.
When he came back to start the car...we were out of gas. So we got out of the car a started walking....As we were walking my father held my hands.
[My father HELD my hands... He held my hands and prayed for me about 12 hours before his transition into the next life in the presence with Jesus.]
Another cherished memory...When I about cut off my finger...My father warned me about that sharp blade on the lawnmower but I touch it anyway. Yeah, my father rush me to the hospital and than took me to the drug store for my medicine.
He also so told me to pick out some candy while we were waiting for the medicine. [It was a big bag of candy. I think I shared it with some of my brothers and sisters.]
Those memories are still alive...we build everlasting memories in our lives from others who are apart of our lives...
For those who did not grow up with a father or did not have a good relationship with your father, I cannot imagine how you may feel. I grow up with nephews and nieces who had no father in their homes. Their mothers raised them the very best way that they could. There is a "lost"...without having a father in the home while growing up...early in life.
If you are saved, you have An Eternal Father...GOD, THE FATHER. He is our Heavenly Father forever. I see and think of having a Father in a new way. Our Heavenly Father is Someone completely different from our earthly fathers. [He is the FATHER of all fathers. He is the source of fatherhood.]
This blog was inspired as I was in the Upper Room on Thursday morning. I was seeking the LORD what to blog. I jotted down some notes and began to compose my blog on Friday and just started typing.
Then I went back in the Upper Room on Friday night before church. I reread my notes and jotted down some more notes. I prayed some more and here is my finish work. God Bless you all.
May you all Have An AWESOME Father's Day!
Happy Father's Day Heavenly Father!
It's the first day of the week. I was glad when they said...
Let us go to the House of the LORD.
This is re post from my Xanga site on Sunday, 17 June 2007
He and my mother were already grandparents when I was born. Yeah, I was a Daddy's girl. Never had to have a whipping from my parents. Yes, I was spoiled. I was very shy and our parents' 19th child. [Indeed I am from the seed of David.]
I recall stories that some of my older siblings would share with us...That our father would take some of them to the store. There was a deal when you brought so many groceries.... you would get a wagon...Well, our father had 7 wagons for all of kids at that time.
Also, I heard that our father helped do some of the household things. He did some cooking in the early days with our mother.... He would cook some meals that were not on the market yet. Like making noddles in sauce mixing in hamburger.
And there was a snack that he would call "pudding in tane". I loved that...peanut butter mix with syrup spreading it on bread. I heard that that's on the market too.
I recall our father, after he had his breakfast, he would put out our lunch money on the dinning room table....the money would be in coins.. in a roll about 7 rolls or so... the earliest that I can recall, our lunch for school was about 60 cents. [That included an extra milk.]
I was told that our father helped out a lot of people in his lifetime. He was a giver of himself. Some people borrow things from him... He would help repair and built on to others houses. He even enlarge our family home over the years as our family grow.
Along with having a job, our father started a family trash business in 1939 in which he owned and operated ..... He loved to watch sports especially baseball. He loved cookies very much...We also had to have cookies in the house.
Our father was a quiet -kindhearted man and a very hard worker all his life. Our father's mother passed when our father was 13. Our father's father died when our father was about 5. Our father did not get to know his father. But our father was very fond of his Stepfather.
This year will be the 18th year since our father's passing. Our Dad departed from this life in the 52 and a half years of marriage to our mother. Our father was devoted our mother and supportive to us as a family.
I helped my mother care for our father....after he got ill...Toward the end of his life, he knew that it was time for him to go. He lived eleven more years than what the doctors thought.
Doctors were amazed how our father lived as long as he did. Our Dad was a fighter even up to the end of his life. Now our father and our mother are in presence of the LORD.
I think all fathers should be special in the eyes of the children in some way or other. I saw a lot in my father during the time I was blessed to be with him. He was the father that God choose for me. I thank God for my father. My father did the very best that he could in raising me while he was my father.
I recall my father working a lot as I was growing up, up to the time he got sick. I recall in my early days, I always wanted to help him do something in the yard. I had a closer father- daughter relationship with my father in his latter years. [Our father work a lot in my early years.]
1990 was the first Father's Day without have my father. It was not until I got the revelation in that year that I have an Heavenly Father. I was not saved but I thought that. I grew more to start back to honor Father's Day.
By 1994 I was a very happy girl. It's was like it was my first Father's Day that I had. I was saved and I got to go to my Father's House on Father's Day June 19th 1994...Juneteenth Day.
On that Father's Day I was SO HAPPY. One of my sisters told me that one of her kids ask her, why is Aunt Susie so happy on Father's Day? I have an HEAVENLY FATHER and I can honor and celebrate Father's Day.
To all you fathers out there....Thanks for being fathers! Fatherhood is a gift from God.
There are memories that children cherish of their fathers that remains in the hearts of children forever. For me I cherish the time that my father took me with him to get something when he told me to sit in the car and wait.
When he came back to start the car...we were out of gas. So we got out of the car a started walking....As we were walking my father held my hands.
[My father HELD my hands... He held my hands and prayed for me about 12 hours before his transition into the next life in the presence with Jesus.]
Another cherished memory...When I about cut off my finger...My father warned me about that sharp blade on the lawnmower but I touch it anyway. Yeah, my father rush me to the hospital and than took me to the drug store for my medicine.
He also so told me to pick out some candy while we were waiting for the medicine. [It was a big bag of candy. I think I shared it with some of my brothers and sisters.]
Those memories are still alive...we build everlasting memories in our lives from others who are apart of our lives...
For those who did not grow up with a father or did not have a good relationship with your father, I cannot imagine how you may feel. I grow up with nephews and nieces who had no father in their homes. Their mothers raised them the very best way that they could. There is a "lost"...without having a father in the home while growing up...early in life.
If you are saved, you have An Eternal Father...GOD, THE FATHER. He is our Heavenly Father forever. I see and think of having a Father in a new way. Our Heavenly Father is Someone completely different from our earthly fathers. [He is the FATHER of all fathers. He is the source of fatherhood.]
This blog was inspired as I was in the Upper Room on Thursday morning. I was seeking the LORD what to blog. I jotted down some notes and began to compose my blog on Friday and just started typing.
Then I went back in the Upper Room on Friday night before church. I reread my notes and jotted down some more notes. I prayed some more and here is my finish work. God Bless you all.
May you all Have An AWESOME Father's Day!
Happy Father's Day Heavenly Father!
It's the first day of the week. I was glad when they said...
Let us go to the House of the LORD.
Monday, March 28, 2011
David And Lula: 74 Yeas Ago March 28, 1937
And the two became one.
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| Mr and Mrs. D.W. Blakley Sr. In the home of Mrs. D. Blakley's mother. Mrs. Leo (Mary) Lankford Sr. |
On Sunday, March 28, 1937,
David (23 1/2) and Lula (16 almost 17) were married.
They eloped in Troy, Kansas.
Here's A Repost From Sunday, March 28, 2009.
I added some things.
From My Notes:
October 19, 1980
The [ braces] were added for clarification.
[My] mother, [Lula] and father, [David] married when others didn't want them to. They [ my parents] arranged to marry in Troy, KS in Reverend Bell's home.[ It was ] ( Just like a church) on [ Sunday] March 28, 1937.Others wanted [ my ] mother to marry O. Thomas, [ my] Uncle Vernon's brother.
Here is another story entry:
October 19, 1980
[There was ] a boy? who liked [my] mother, [Lula]. The boy was a friend of my father, [David]. He (the boy) paid [ my ] father to go out with [ my ] mother and put in some good words in for him. My father took the money and got a date for himself. They, [ my ] mother and father went together for about 2 years and got married in Troy, KS.
Another Entry:
March 1, 1986
[ My ] Father and mother [ were ] married in Troy Kansas, [ my] father made all the arrangements.Mr Lyle [ Old man Lyle was my father's step father ] couldn't read or write was a witness. They [ my mother and father ] were married on March 28, 1937.
My mother's parents didn't want them [ my parents ] to get married.
My mother's maiden name was spelled wrong on the wedding certificate.
Some Of My Thoughts:
On The 73rd Anniversary Day
I can assume on that day that my parents went to church on that Sunday.They eloped. Besides, my parents were married in the preacher's house. My father's step father, [Chilton Lyle] was a witness to this wedding.
As I recall my mother saying that she and my father were childhood sweet hearts. My mother's mother was friends with my father's mother before my parents were married. My parents lived in the same neighborhood at same time.
I recall my father speaking of what this guy who ask him, my father about my mother. This guy would ask my father.. are you reeling in my mother." I mean was my father speaking good words in for this boy. Those words that my father were speaking were for his own sake not that boy's.
I talked with my Aunt Josie. She remember this guy. She said this guy want to date my mother so bad that he ask my father to speak some good words in for him. Yeah, those words were for himself.
He got paid to do it to.
My parents had 19 children together.
I don't recall my parents ever having an argument.
They were married 52 1/2 years before my fathers passing. My mother passed away 4 days after what would have been their 63rd wedding anniversary. That was 10 years ago.
I thank God for blessing my with parents.
I am thankful that my parent had one more child born during their 26th anniversary year.
That child is me.
I am thankful that I had 25 1/2 years with my father.
And 36 years and 357 days with my mother.
I thank God I will reunite with them again.
Discoveries While On The Journey:
My Parents: 73 Years Ago
Blessings,
Susan
This was a reposted 2010.
March, 28, 2011
74 Years Ago
David (23 1/2) and Lula (16 almost 17) were married.
They eloped in Troy, Kansas.
Here's A Repost From Sunday, March 28, 2009.
I added some things.
From My Notes:
October 19, 1980
The [ braces] were added for clarification.
[My] mother, [Lula] and father, [David] married when others didn't want them to. They [ my parents] arranged to marry in Troy, KS in Reverend Bell's home.[ It was ] ( Just like a church) on [ Sunday] March 28, 1937.Others wanted [ my ] mother to marry O. Thomas, [ my] Uncle Vernon's brother.
Here is another story entry:
October 19, 1980
[There was ] a boy? who liked [my] mother, [Lula]. The boy was a friend of my father, [David]. He (the boy) paid [ my ] father to go out with [ my ] mother and put in some good words in for him. My father took the money and got a date for himself. They, [ my ] mother and father went together for about 2 years and got married in Troy, KS.
Another Entry:
March 1, 1986
[ My ] Father and mother [ were ] married in Troy Kansas, [ my] father made all the arrangements.Mr Lyle [ Old man Lyle was my father's step father ] couldn't read or write was a witness. They [ my mother and father ] were married on March 28, 1937.
My mother's parents didn't want them [ my parents ] to get married.
My mother's maiden name was spelled wrong on the wedding certificate.
Some Of My Thoughts:
On The 73rd Anniversary Day
I can assume on that day that my parents went to church on that Sunday.They eloped. Besides, my parents were married in the preacher's house. My father's step father, [Chilton Lyle] was a witness to this wedding.
As I recall my mother saying that she and my father were childhood sweet hearts. My mother's mother was friends with my father's mother before my parents were married. My parents lived in the same neighborhood at same time.
I recall my father speaking of what this guy who ask him, my father about my mother. This guy would ask my father.. are you reeling in my mother." I mean was my father speaking good words in for this boy. Those words that my father were speaking were for his own sake not that boy's.
I talked with my Aunt Josie. She remember this guy. She said this guy want to date my mother so bad that he ask my father to speak some good words in for him. Yeah, those words were for himself.
He got paid to do it to.
My parents had 19 children together.
I don't recall my parents ever having an argument.
They were married 52 1/2 years before my fathers passing. My mother passed away 4 days after what would have been their 63rd wedding anniversary. That was 10 years ago.
I thank God for blessing my with parents.
I am thankful that my parent had one more child born during their 26th anniversary year.
That child is me.
I am thankful that I had 25 1/2 years with my father.
And 36 years and 357 days with my mother.
I thank God I will reunite with them again.
Discoveries While On The Journey:
My Parents: 73 Years Ago
Blessings,
Susan
This was a reposted 2010.
March, 28, 2011
74 Years Ago
Monday, May 31, 2010
In Loving Memory Of David and Lula Blakley
Source: Our Loved Ones Remembered
St. Joseph, News-PressA Memorial Day Tribute
Monday, May 31, 2010
Thursday, April 1, 2010
Faith Day
Posted on Sunday, 01 April 2007
I will continue from yesterday's blog entitled "A Unique Day". I suggest that you read "A Unique Day" first.
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The day was April 1st, 2000. It was Census Day 2000 when the count of every household in the U.S.A. were due. I mailed our in ahead of time. I was considered the head of the house. I thought that was weird. I filled out the census so I was declared that the head of the house... Back to my testimony. I call this one "Faith Day"...
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I woke up around 6 AM hour. I am usually up before during the 5 AM hour. I over slept this time. I glanced over in the direction of where my mother was sleeping. I could not see her but I assume that she was still sleeping. There was not enough light in the room for me to read so I used a flash light to read my Bible. I wanted to jump right into my time with God.
I don't remember actually what I was reading on this day. It should have been from Psalm 92, the 92th day of the year in 2000. And from Proverbs 1, the first day of the month. I recall that I was in the book of Thessalonians.
Also I recall the scripture...I don't know where it is in the Bible....but it's the one that has ....absent from the body, present with the Lord. This scripture was in my thoughts or my reading that morning....I glanced to see if my mother was up. She appeared to be in the same position that I saw her last. I though that that was odd. I was reading a long time.
So I kept on reading my Bible. I don't recall what I was reading but, a "Voice" spoke to me and said that "your mother is died." My response was...and I am not making this up..."If she is then she is in the presence of the LORD." Then I keep right on reading my Bible. I did not think to question what I heard.
I kept on reading my Bible. I don't know how long of time or how long after I heard that "Voice". But after I got finish with my Bible reading, I heard the "Voice" came again and said "Check on your mother." And so I closed my Bible and was going to check on my mother. I got up and then looked in the direction where my mother was laying...
What I saw....made me hurry to her bedside. My mother's mouth and eyes were open. My first response was...I can't remember if I spoke this out loud or not...as I was looking into my mother's eyes and touching both of her hands, I spoke to GOD saying with a calm voice..."She is with You." I had PEACE that I can not explain to you, when I first saw my mother's body and then looked into her eyes.... I knew that she was no longer with us. She is with Jesus. From the few moments afterwards what I did next was done in calmness...
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Our mother was buried seven days later, the following Saturday. That was on the 8th day. Our mother fell asleep in Jesus and went HOME 20 days before her 80th birthday. She passed just four days after what would have been her 63rd year since she married my father who passed in 1989. I was born in l963, the day after Palm Sunday.
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What I just shared with you, I did not make it up...and what I am about to say next is true also...
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I prayed for months for my mother. She was in the hospital for about a week, six months before she passed...she had a heart condition. Three days before her passing my mother was saying things that did not make any sense to me. [As I look back...I believe that she knew what was going on.]
I was going to Wednesday morning Bible Study. Pastor Linda S. was telling her testimony about her grandma's passing. So I started to pray for my mother. I even was reading the obituaries for about two months as I would pray for the survivors left behind. I just started doing this. I did not know why.
There were times that I pray to God whenever it's time for my mother [to be with You,] prepare us for her passing... I did this before our father past in 1989. I continue to say this prayer. Father God, prepare us before the next loved one's time to come to be with You.
I don't want to sound so "spiritual" in what I just testified. Some time ago, there were some people who shared with my that I look "so spiritual" when I am in praise and worship with God. I did not have a clue to what they were talking about. Being "spiritual." To me it's how I do when I am in the presence of God. I believe that God does leads me into doing some things.
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One more thing on my mother's passing. I went to church on Sunday the next day. It was different. After the service was over and I was waiting on my friend to take me home, I was looking out the door into the sky. I saw two big birds hovering in the air. This brought my thinking back to that eagle dream that I had. It was like in the spirit I knew that my mother and father were in heaven with Jesus. And that I am ready to fly...like an eagle in the spirit.
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Also these pass weeks, I have had awesome times in prayer at home. I pray that you will continue to enter into prayer during this week of the Holy Days. I am in a week of celebrating and entering into Easter. It started Friday night. I hope that we will be refreshed as we keep pressing into what our Lord God has for us. Amen.
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Enter the "garden" of prayer like you have never done before....
I will continue from yesterday's blog entitled "A Unique Day". I suggest that you read "A Unique Day" first.
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The day was April 1st, 2000. It was Census Day 2000 when the count of every household in the U.S.A. were due. I mailed our in ahead of time. I was considered the head of the house. I thought that was weird. I filled out the census so I was declared that the head of the house... Back to my testimony. I call this one "Faith Day"...
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I woke up around 6 AM hour. I am usually up before during the 5 AM hour. I over slept this time. I glanced over in the direction of where my mother was sleeping. I could not see her but I assume that she was still sleeping. There was not enough light in the room for me to read so I used a flash light to read my Bible. I wanted to jump right into my time with God.
I don't remember actually what I was reading on this day. It should have been from Psalm 92, the 92th day of the year in 2000. And from Proverbs 1, the first day of the month. I recall that I was in the book of Thessalonians.
Also I recall the scripture...I don't know where it is in the Bible....but it's the one that has ....absent from the body, present with the Lord. This scripture was in my thoughts or my reading that morning....I glanced to see if my mother was up. She appeared to be in the same position that I saw her last. I though that that was odd. I was reading a long time.
So I kept on reading my Bible. I don't recall what I was reading but, a "Voice" spoke to me and said that "your mother is died." My response was...and I am not making this up..."If she is then she is in the presence of the LORD." Then I keep right on reading my Bible. I did not think to question what I heard.
I kept on reading my Bible. I don't know how long of time or how long after I heard that "Voice". But after I got finish with my Bible reading, I heard the "Voice" came again and said "Check on your mother." And so I closed my Bible and was going to check on my mother. I got up and then looked in the direction where my mother was laying...
What I saw....made me hurry to her bedside. My mother's mouth and eyes were open. My first response was...I can't remember if I spoke this out loud or not...as I was looking into my mother's eyes and touching both of her hands, I spoke to GOD saying with a calm voice..."She is with You." I had PEACE that I can not explain to you, when I first saw my mother's body and then looked into her eyes.... I knew that she was no longer with us. She is with Jesus. From the few moments afterwards what I did next was done in calmness...
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Our mother was buried seven days later, the following Saturday. That was on the 8th day. Our mother fell asleep in Jesus and went HOME 20 days before her 80th birthday. She passed just four days after what would have been her 63rd year since she married my father who passed in 1989. I was born in l963, the day after Palm Sunday.
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What I just shared with you, I did not make it up...and what I am about to say next is true also...
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I prayed for months for my mother. She was in the hospital for about a week, six months before she passed...she had a heart condition. Three days before her passing my mother was saying things that did not make any sense to me. [As I look back...I believe that she knew what was going on.]
I was going to Wednesday morning Bible Study. Pastor Linda S. was telling her testimony about her grandma's passing. So I started to pray for my mother. I even was reading the obituaries for about two months as I would pray for the survivors left behind. I just started doing this. I did not know why.
There were times that I pray to God whenever it's time for my mother [to be with You,] prepare us for her passing... I did this before our father past in 1989. I continue to say this prayer. Father God, prepare us before the next loved one's time to come to be with You.
I don't want to sound so "spiritual" in what I just testified. Some time ago, there were some people who shared with my that I look "so spiritual" when I am in praise and worship with God. I did not have a clue to what they were talking about. Being "spiritual." To me it's how I do when I am in the presence of God. I believe that God does leads me into doing some things.
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One more thing on my mother's passing. I went to church on Sunday the next day. It was different. After the service was over and I was waiting on my friend to take me home, I was looking out the door into the sky. I saw two big birds hovering in the air. This brought my thinking back to that eagle dream that I had. It was like in the spirit I knew that my mother and father were in heaven with Jesus. And that I am ready to fly...like an eagle in the spirit.
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Also these pass weeks, I have had awesome times in prayer at home. I pray that you will continue to enter into prayer during this week of the Holy Days. I am in a week of celebrating and entering into Easter. It started Friday night. I hope that we will be refreshed as we keep pressing into what our Lord God has for us. Amen.
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Enter the "garden" of prayer like you have never done before....
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
A Unique Day
« This was post on Saturday, 31 March 2007 on my other blog site.
It was a Friday, March 31, 2000. It was a very long day for me. I felt different that day. I had some scriptures that was on my mind. I was meditating on Isaiah 43:18-19. "Do not remember the former things, Nor consider the things of old. Behold, I will do a new thing, Now it shall spring forth; Shall you not know it? I will even make a road in the wilderness And rivers in the desert."
It was the atmosphere that was different on that day. I felt like I was in another world. My thoughts were on those scriptures. I wrote the Isaiah 43 verses down including different translations. I wanted to get the meaning of what these verses were saying to me. The months of February and March 2000 was very hard for me. And I recall a very "strong" dream that I had that was still on my mind.
I had a dream of an eagle flying. I was above the eagle looking down upon it, soaring into the sky below me. As I was looking at the eagle diving into the air, something push me from where I was at, in the dream and then I was beginning to fall. When this happened, I woke up from the dream. The dream stuck with me for some time.
This dream started some of "the unique" and "strange" things that were going on during February and March of 2000. But on the last day of March, I got a "strong" revelation that I was a descendant of Adam and Eve. I had a "weird" feeling. This made me stop where I was at when I was walking. I have been having things coming to me, that made me think.
My mother was acting "strange" for about a month or so but the last week of March even "stranger" in her behavior. On March 31st, she asked me to rub her feet. [At that time she was needing to have her feet up. They were swollen.] I was very tried that day, I did not want to do her feet but I believe that the Spirit of the Lord spoke to me to "rub her feet." So I did as she was talking on the phone.
Also my mother was wanting to talk to people. She wanted me to look up the numbers and dial the numbers for her. [She call some of her children... ]It was unusual for her to ask me to dial the number for her. But I did.
I went to Friday night church. It was different too. Pastor BZ was preaching out of the book of Ephesians. Also there were some friends that I wanted to talk to who were back from Israel. I got to talk to a few. I was so excited about their journey. I wanted to ask them about their adventure.
I was still at a high and felt different after I got home from church. I got home and got myself ready for bed about 11PM. My mother was still up in her chair, asleep. I was reminding her that she needed to keep her feet up and that she needed to go to bed. So she got in her bed.
I slept on the sofa in the same room with her. She had a hospital bed which was much higher than the sofa that I was sleeping in. My plans for the next day was to caught up
It was a Friday, March 31, 2000. It was a very long day for me. I felt different that day. I had some scriptures that was on my mind. I was meditating on Isaiah 43:18-19. "Do not remember the former things, Nor consider the things of old. Behold, I will do a new thing, Now it shall spring forth; Shall you not know it? I will even make a road in the wilderness And rivers in the desert."
It was the atmosphere that was different on that day. I felt like I was in another world. My thoughts were on those scriptures. I wrote the Isaiah 43 verses down including different translations. I wanted to get the meaning of what these verses were saying to me. The months of February and March 2000 was very hard for me. And I recall a very "strong" dream that I had that was still on my mind.
I had a dream of an eagle flying. I was above the eagle looking down upon it, soaring into the sky below me. As I was looking at the eagle diving into the air, something push me from where I was at, in the dream and then I was beginning to fall. When this happened, I woke up from the dream. The dream stuck with me for some time.
This dream started some of "the unique" and "strange" things that were going on during February and March of 2000. But on the last day of March, I got a "strong" revelation that I was a descendant of Adam and Eve. I had a "weird" feeling. This made me stop where I was at when I was walking. I have been having things coming to me, that made me think.
My mother was acting "strange" for about a month or so but the last week of March even "stranger" in her behavior. On March 31st, she asked me to rub her feet. [At that time she was needing to have her feet up. They were swollen.] I was very tried that day, I did not want to do her feet but I believe that the Spirit of the Lord spoke to me to "rub her feet." So I did as she was talking on the phone.
Also my mother was wanting to talk to people. She wanted me to look up the numbers and dial the numbers for her. [She call some of her children... ]It was unusual for her to ask me to dial the number for her. But I did.
I went to Friday night church. It was different too. Pastor BZ was preaching out of the book of Ephesians. Also there were some friends that I wanted to talk to who were back from Israel. I got to talk to a few. I was so excited about their journey. I wanted to ask them about their adventure.
I was still at a high and felt different after I got home from church. I got home and got myself ready for bed about 11PM. My mother was still up in her chair, asleep. I was reminding her that she needed to keep her feet up and that she needed to go to bed. So she got in her bed.
I slept on the sofa in the same room with her. She had a hospital bed which was much higher than the sofa that I was sleeping in. My plans for the next day was to caught up
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