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Wednesday, April 27, 2011

New Items Added This Week 4/27/ll

New items added this week of 4/27/11

Vintage 1930's/40's Sundries


Pair of 1950's Kitsch Chalkware Oriental Lamps, $125.00 for pair



Vintage Pyrex Dishes




Classic Black Home Accessories and Decor

1950's Kitsch Driftwood Lamp, $35.00

Decorative Candle Holders, Lamps & Pictures

Vintage Sewing Notions

Vintage Children's Clothes and Toys

Various Guy Items, cameras-sports-fishing-misc


Retro 50's & 60's Kitchen Items

Sunday, April 24, 2011

Canaan Land, The Land I Love

Duet. 8:7-10 For the LORD thy God bringeth thee into a good land, a land of brooks of water, of fountains and depths that spring out of valleys and hills; A land of wheat, and barley, and vines, and fig trees, and pomegranates; a land of oil olive, and honey; A land wherein thou shalt eat bread without scarceness, thou shalt not lack any thing in it; a land whose stones are iron, and out of whose hills thou mayest dig brass. When thou hast eaten and art full, then thou shalt bless the LORD thy God for the good land which he hath given thee.

North of Pawhuska, OK
South of the Kansas Line
East of the Tallgrass Prairie Road
and West of Highway 99
Lies a stretch of land that pulls at my heartstrings
My family calls it our Beulah Land
Pond Creek, Caney River, The Oil Prong, Wild Hog Creek and Sand Creek
criss-cross this land
From South of Elgin, Ks, to the little hamlet of Boulanger, to the Pappin Valley, to the Chapman-Barnard, the Western Wall Strip Country, the Ponca country, Blakes, Leonards, Savages, Lawsons, Culver and Revelette
Is a land flowing with milk and honey
Abundant wildlife, black gold, indian artifacts, buried outlaw treasures,
 fertile fields and tallgrass prairie fill this part of the great Osage
This is the land my grandpa walked out like Abraham of old
Walked out for the Children of Israel
I grew up on this land, my roots are here
My memories, my good times, my heart is in this land
This is our Land of Promise
A Land only the Lord could give
We've been delivered out of Egypt and wandered the wilderness for what  
seems an eternity
But now the set time has come for us to enter that wonderful Canaan Land
This is a land that the Lord has made us to love and believe Him for
He says I will give you houses filled with goodly things that you filled not, wells you didn't dig and vineyards you didn't plant
He goes before us to make it perfect and to drive out the evil beast ahead of us
The bible says He drives out the nations before us
This will be the Lord's doing and not our own
For in our own strength we can do nothing to fulfill this promise
He is the Author and Finisher of our faith
When the Lord gives you a promise, it will be Him who completes it
Each one of us has a promise land, a specific place we are supposed to be
To own one acre of this land would be amazing
I don't want ocean front property or mountains or anywhere in the world, Lord, just
 my beloved Promised Land




















Friday, April 22, 2011

The Day Of The Cross

The Day of the Cross......
A day singled out from every other day in history
A day where a sacrifice was made to pay the price
For man to be reconciled to God
A day planned before the foundations of the world between the Father and the Son
A day that shook the earth and rent the veil between Heaven and earth
A day where the Son took into His body, all of our diseases and all of our sins
His body was broken and His blood was shed
He was marred beyond recognition
He was mocked and spit upon
He was rich but he took on our poverty that we, through Him might be rich
It was the Great Exchange
His Blessing for our curse
He said it is finished when he gave up the Ghost
And then on the third day He came out of the tomb in Resurrection power
Afterwards, Jesus came to his grieving and doubting disciples and followers
To show them the proof of His love in the holes he bore in His body
The Day of the Cross was a day of triumph where Jesus Christ laid down His life for you and me and bought back everything man had lost in the garden
He went to the cross, the Lamb and arose as the Lion....


Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Gone Fishin'

Yesterday was my day off and to the Prairie I was bound.   It was slightly overcast and mild as we drove across the prairie roads. My sis, nieces and I took pictures of the buffalo cows and their copper colored babies and even saw some cows giving birth.  What a wonder to see life coming into this world.  The cows separate from the herd and go off alone to find a private spot to drop their babies.  The little ones are on their feet before long and trying to suck.  After a little while of cleaning up their calf and the afterbirth ( which they eat to avoid predators coming into their midst and also to give nutrients to the mother), the cow and calf make their way back to the herd and go about their business.  The little calves are not 2 steps from their mama and it is so cute to see them nudge their mama hard to get some milk. 















We then stopped and metal detected at one old foundation and didn't find much but enjoyed the walk around the old homeplace where you could see the remnants of an old well and the cellar with a rock walkway and a depression in the ground where the house once stood and we speculated on whether or not they had a porch on the south side.  Which they probably did, because everyone used to have porches for enjoying the evenings or sitting and visiting with neighbors or simply to have a cool spot on a warm summer night.  We found lots of old harmonica reeds in this part of the old place like they were just tossed out there off the side of the porch.  The air smelled so good and the grass was sprouting up on the freshly burned ground.  Every once in a while, I would just stop and smell the wind and take in the panoramic view of the green hills and the buffalo herds in the distance and sigh at the beauty and majesty of it all.

 After some time here and having a little lunch, we made our way to a pond to do a little fishing.  Before leaving home this morning, the Lord brought to my mind the scripture in Luke chapter 5:1-11 where Peter said we have toiled all night and caught nothing but at Jesus word he would let down his net.  They caught so much that they had to get help from others to get all the fish in.  I took that word to heart and prayed we would make a haul in fish today and God was true to His word.  We fished for a little while and started getting bites and my niece, Josie, caught one good size bass. That started the ball rolling and from then on we slayed 'em, filling one stringer full.  We drove to another good pond and were getting a few bites and then I got into my nieces tackle box to find some bait that would make these fishes latch on.  There was no scientific reason for choosing the bait I did.  I simply liked the pretty pink color and thought it would show up good in the dark water.  The color reminded me of the exact shade of  vintage shabby chic pink painted furniture that I sell in my store.  I knew that color worked on people and thought well maybe it would work on these fish!   Boy, oh boy was I right, these fish went to biting like crazy and we filled another stringer within no time.  My nieces were laughing at me because everytime I caught one, I would squeal and jump up and down.  I absolutely love fishing and when you actually catch something it is thrilling!  My little 7 year old niece, Jennie, caught 2 bass and would have caught a third but he got off after she and I worked and worked at getting him reeled in.  One fish I caught jumped on my bait right as I was pulling my line out of the water.  He just almost flopped out on the bank at my feet!  What a peaceful day it was, as we cast our lines time and time again.  The sun eventually came out and we all got a case of the "redneck" and a farmer's tan.  A water snake popped it's head up a few times and Josie got a shot off at him with her 410 shotgun. She either got him or scared him because we didn't see him again. We could have stayed for hours but we were running out of daylight.  So reluctantly we loaded all of our paraphernalia in the truck and headed to the house where we cleaned all our fish and fried them up.   Another enjoyable day of making memories with my family in the land we love.....Thank you, Lord.