Mama Always ~ L.A. Brown, Author

Not a bad one, mind you. I've had this bug before, but its been probably about oh, about twenty eight or nine years ago. OK, I'm being rude, sorry. I've gotten back into canning. Just after Mouse was born, I tried my hand at canning, and I have to say, I wasn't half bad at it. Mostly it was jams and jellies, and at one point I did some chokecherry wine. Where we (my ex-husband and I) lived was outside of Helena, there was a major over-abundance of chokecherry trees... everywhere . I absolutely loved learning how to can and I loved chokecherry jam! Then when we had to go through everything that we did with Andrea, separating and divorcing, I moved away from it. Literally. Fast forward to this year. A lot of things have changed. I've changed. I was Born Again; Andrea grew to be a very sweet woman; I've married my Best Friend, have another daughter who is absolutely a beauty, with my temper and her Dad's attitude (or is that the other way around...), a hand

I've said it before, I'm not an alarmist by nature, but I'm getting alarmed by the media. The problem is, the reports that are coming to light are verifiable in many ways, including watching the news as it happens whether it is a political speech or camera personnel in action and watching the raw footage live. Its downright scary. The latest articles to come to light are in regards to the Christian community as a whole. There have been news articles that when checked whether by anti-hoax websites or by actually looking at the particular news agency for the details that have proven to be false, which really brings a sigh of relief from me. However, that said, there have been others that give me the tendency to look towards the eastern skies and to listen closely for the trumpet that will sound signalling that I'm leaving my crocs at any second to meet Christ in the air.  One such news story is out of Colorado. Now, I've seen this story before, but never with the

Yesterday was April Fools day for us here in the States, the day before in Okinawa. My daughter and I got into a match of sorts and to be honest, I think it's a draw. She got me, I got her back....even-steven. There were kudos all around and a couple of us (who are pretty much sore losers (me)) got our feathers a little ruffled, but we love each other all the same. Friends, if they are who they say they are, will concede that the jokes went maybe a bit too far but were pretty good all the same. Anyway, that's not where I'm going with this.  As I typed out my title line, it occurred to me that we really can't fool the Master. No matter where we are or what we are doing or thinking, the Master always is there, always knows what's going on, even if we are doing our best to fool ourselves or others. He knows the intention of our hearts, even when we have no clue ourselves. Sure, we can do a good deed, believing that we are being noble in our actions when in reality we