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Why do people like you?

I’m one of those people who wants everyone to like me.  It will drive me crazy if I meet someone and they don’t seem to like me instantly.  I want to stand on my head and perform circus tricks and do anything I can to make them like me.  Sometimes, I probably go overboard and push people away, but I just want to me to like me.  I want it oh so badly!

In my random thought patterns, I started thinking about this.  What makes a person like me?  What makes people like others?  What makes me like others?  I’m sure there is some psychological explanation for it but I’m not on that intellect level so I’m just going to think it out; here on this computer screen.

When I meet someone, I don’t like to feel snubbed.  I want them to be open to receiving me, my personality, and all my quirkiness.  I try to like everyone I meet; though, I do fail in the judgmental arena.  I often scold myself for judging others based on their outward appearance or what I may have heard of them prior to actually meeting them.  If I want people to give me a chance, then I should definitely return the favor to them.  I should approach the meeting with an open mind and heart.

But what is it about me that makes someone like me?  I would love people to see the image of Christ in me.   I hope they see kindness and hospitality.  I hope they see an open heart and open mind.   I want them to see a loving person and a good friend.

I am interested to know what you look for in a new friend?  Are you open to new friends or do you prefer your personal group of friends?  What do you want people to like about you?

Curiously Yours,

The Milk Maid


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God has planted within me this deep desire to see the marriages of those around me and in my community work out and create Godly families who want to serve the Lord and glorify him in their marriages.  So what can I do?

All around me I see marriages ending in dramatic divorces, young couples “in love” getting married, and marriages celebrating anniversaries that give me a sense of awe.  My heart cries out for all these marriages.  I want to help the divorcees.  I want to encourgage the newly weds.  I want to applaud the marriages celebrating yet another year of sweet union.

I’ve watched some of my dearest friends suffer through divorce.  I spend hours crying in the seclusion of my bedroom.  My heart breaks for these families.  Yet, I know my heart ache can’t compare to the heart ache being felt by this husband and wife.  I want to ask questions and get to the bottom of the matter.  What happened?  Was it really that bad?  Can’t you work it out?  I wish I could help.  I pray for them but I don’t know what else to do.

Over the past years, I have watched young ladies and gentlemen commit their lives to each other.  I remember their courting days and the glow on their faces when they told me about their engagements.   I’ve watched them from afar as they saved themselves for this special time in their lives.  Oh how my heart leaps in excitement for them.  I can remember being “in love”.  The excitement of a new journey with someone you love by your side.  I want to encourage them.  I want them to know how important it is to talk with your spouse; even when you don’t want to.  Don’t stop flirting with your spouse; treat them like you still see them as that special person you fell in love with.   Cry together and laugh together.  Treat your marriage as your first and most important earthly ministry.  When you have kids, don’t forget that you loved your spouse first!  Don’t let your desires turn into expectations; it will just break your heart.  And forgive, forgive, forgive.  I pray for happy healthy marriages.

I am in awe at the marriages that celebrate anniversaries that represent a number greater than my own.  I think about the 12 1/2 years of my own marriage and the struggles that we, with the Lord’s help, have over come.  Then I think about how small 12 1/2 looks like when compared to 25, 30, 40, 50, etc.  I am encouraged by the Godly marriages in my church.  Men and women who have experienced their lives together and still love each other at the end of each day.  Men and women who have been disappointed by their spouses but still have eyes for only that one person.  Men and women who desire to be pleasing to God in their marriages.  Wow, I’m in awe!

Dear Heavenly Father, please show me how to pray for the marriages of my friends, family, church, community, and country.  You have given me a heart that hurts for broken marriages, celebrates healthy marriages and wants to encourage all marriages.  Take me, Lord, and use me in a way that glorifies you and satisfies my heart for all marriages.  Lord, you know the desires of my heart.  I desire to be a small piece to this big puzzle.  Amen.

The Milk Maid

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The past 3 nights were spent camping (tent style) on an island in the lake.  The island could be walked across in approx 20 large steps.  The width of the island was just enough to comfortably settle in two tents and have room to breath.  It is important to inform you (readers) that I am NOT a tent camping kind of gal.  I prefer the RV style camping any day but unfortunately you can’t get an RV on an island in the middle of the lake.  This trip was The Hubby’s idea for Father’s Day.  I was reluctant at first but can say that I truly enjoyed the experience.

My dad joined us for two of the nights.  We have recently butted heads over some business matters so I was relieved to see him enjoying himself and taking the time to spend with our family.  He made comments like “I haven’t done this in years” and “I’ve not slept that well in ages”.  I know he enjoyed himself and I am thankful he shared the experience with us.  He even made an awesome Chicken and Dumplings over the camp fire the last evening we were there.  YUMMY!

I don’t consider myself a list making person but I have compiled a list of pros and cons to camping on an island.


1)  Lack of proper bathroom areas.

2)  Boat is the only form of transportation to and fro.

3)  Noisy neighbors on the next island over.

4)  I’m not a “camp fire” chef.

5) BUGS!

6) Sleeping on an air mattress in a tent doesn’t produce a full nights sleep.

7)  Running home (4 miles away) twice a day to milk my cow.


1) The island is all yours.

2)  Water, water every where…

3)  Snapper (formerly known as Thing 2) fished for hours and enjoyed ever minute of it.

4)  Swimming!

5) There is a beautiful sun rise and sun set to be beheld over the water every morning and evening.

6)  Family time…. You are on an island… What else is there to do?

7) The early morning fog settling on the lake and the base of the surrounding mountains.  Beautiful!

Every morning the lake was so still and the world was quiet.  A fog settled in upon the lake and you could barely make out the mountains surrounding you.  It was so peaceful!  The kind of peace that brings to mind the Bible verse that says “Be still and know that I am God”.  It was those morning times that made all the pros look so much better than the cons.

This is the sunset the last night we were camping.

Snapper is sitting in the water fishing.

You can’t see her pole very well in this picture but it is there.

The Milk Maid

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Lord of the Beans is a Veggie Tale movie.  I sat and watched it with my girls this evening.  It is a very cute (as all Veggie movies are) movie about your gifts and how God wants you to use them.

After the movie, I asked the girls if they understood what the movie was talking about.  They said yes.  Then I asked what they thought their gifts were and what mine and The Hubby’s gifts were.

Thing 1:  I don’t know

Thing 2:  Playing the fiddle.

MOM: Thing 1, what do you think you are good at?

Thing 1:  Reading and Writing

Thing 2: Oh, and I have a very good imagination!

Mom: Yes you do Thing 2.

MOM:  What do you think daddy’s gift is?

Thing 2: Building houses

MOM: And do you think he uses his gift in a Godly manner?

Thing 2: He goes to Builders for Christ.

Thing 1: And he helps Habitat for Humanity!

MOM:  That right!  What do you think my gift is?

Thing 1:  I think you have a high tolerance level.  You are very patient with us.

Thing 2:  And you teach us!

My hearts melts during moments like these.  We don’t watch Veggie Tales much any more but it was the beginning of a great family moment.

The Milk Maid

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Galatians 6:9 “Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up.”

I have grown weary.

I like to think that I’m a good person.  I’m not proud; for I know my faults are prevalent.  I am a good wife, mother, daughter, etc.  I fail constantly but I try try try to be good.  I pray for God’s strength to help me continue on a path of righteousness.

But I have grown weary.

I know my reward will be in heaven.  I know that!

I have stood by my husband through thick (very thick) and thin (very thin).  Is it so much to ask for him to stand by me?  To do the same for me? To be there for me when I need him?  Isn’t this a two-way street?

I have been a good daughter!  I have not mooched off my father.  I have not looked to him for financial stability.  I have stood (by my husband) on my own.  Is it so much to ask for a little respect?  Is it so much to ask for a bit (just a pinch) of appreciation for not being a burden to him? Yet he views me like my siblings; always in want of what is his.  I have no desire to take from him.

I’m loosing sight of the finish line.  I’m loosing sight of the eternal reward.

I am hurt most by those who I love most; those who I bend over backward for.  I know they are human and they will fail me.  God is my only constant source of security and love.


The Milk Maid

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1)  I’m So Emotional.  Yep, my family used to say that I would cry at the drop of a hat. (I always wondered what a hat had to do with it.)  When my emotions are up, they are way up.  When my emotions are down, they are way down.  There is no middle of the road for me.  I’m an extremist when it comes to emotions.

2)  I want people to like me.  I really want them to.  When I feel like someone doesn’t like me, I wonder what I did and I tend to cry over it. (Refer to #1)  It eats me alive inside.  I feel the need to convince them that I’m a likable person.  I want to give me my personal character resume full of references of people who like me and why.  Eventually, when I feel like I’ve exhausted my charming powers on a person, I put them in a mental file as long term work.  I don’t expect everyone to see eye to eye with me on everything.  I know I’m different but I’m harmless.  I’m a smiley, happy person who loves people.  Why wouldn’t you like me?

3)  I hate the way my family views me.  My family as in my dad, siblings, aunts, uncles, cousins, etc.  They think I’m a spoiled housewife who gets everything she wants.  THAT IS NOT TRUE!  My husband and I have worked hard for everything we have.  God has blessed us abundantly but I am by no means spoiled and I don’t get everything I want.  They will say, “What? She would never get her nails dirty.”  I want to say, “I milk a cow twice a day, mow my own lawn, dig in the dirt in my garden, and clean my own house.”  I have never asked my dad for money since the day I got married at age 17.  My husband and I have struggled and done with out but I have not went back to my dad for any financial assistance.  God has been our constant provider.


The Milk Maid

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As if I didn’t have enough to take up the 24 hours of each day, I have recently acquired a part-time position as bookkeeper for yet another family business.  Yes, I can still homeschool my girls and perform this job.  Yes, I can even work from home on most days.  But come on, as if I don’t already have enough hats on my rack.

Mother, Wife, Teacher, Nurse, Coordinator, Bookkeeper, Secretary, Milk Maid, Entrepreneur, Fund-Raiser, Personal Maid, Couponer, Land Lord, Advertising and Marketing Specialist, Eager Church Volunteer ………. And the list goes on…..

I thank God for the opportunity to serve my family and others.  I thank God for the talents and intelligence he has bestowed upon me.  I beg God for extra energy and patience with my kids and those around me.  Please God don’t let me grow weary of doing good and serving others.

What would I be doing if I didn’t do all this?  I don’t know.   I don’t want to know.

One hat at a time,

The Milk Maid

P.S.  If I could just find time to wear my sombrero…….

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