Thursday, August 27, 2009


Got your attention didn't I?? Noooo I'm not pregnant:) But everywhere I look it seems that women around me are. I've even dreamed 3 times in the last month that I was. What's up with that? My mom says that pregnancy dreams mean that you are "pregnant" with something new that God is birthing in your life. Well alright I can believe that. I definitely feel the stirring of something going on inside me.

This photo was taken when I was 7 months pregnant with Little Chick. I got a lot lot bigger than this:) The only full term pictures I had were with my shirt up and I decided against humiliating myself that one wants to see that;)

Today as I was driving home from lunch with Honey I was listening to Third Day's Revelation CD. They have a song called Born Again. I played the song 5 times...5 TIMES and wept through each and every one of them. My Chicks are in the backseat probably wondering what in the world is going on with me. I don't even know. I just know that despite my PMS making me extremely emotional, the song was really ministering to me! Enough please pause my music at the bottom of the blog and click here to listen to this song. It's really amazing.

Lyrics for Born Again:

Today I found myself

After searching all these years

And the man that I saw, he wasn't at all who I thought he'd be

I was lost when you found me here

And I was broken beyond repair

Then you came along and you sang your song over me

It feels like I'm born again

It feels like I'm living

For the very first time

For the very first time

In my life

Make a promise to me now

Reassure my heart somehow

That the love that I feel is so much more real than anything

I've a feeling in my soul

And I pray that I'm not wrong

That the life I have now, it is only the beginning

It feels like I'm born again

It feels like I'm living

For the very first time

For the very first time

It feels like I'm breathing

It feels like I'm moving

For the very first time

For the very first time

I wasn't looking for something that was more than what I had yesterday

Then you came to me and you gave to me

Life and a love that I've never known

That I've never felt before

It feels like I'm born again

It feels like I'm living

For the very first time

I'm living for the first time

It feels like I'm breathing

It feels like I'm moving

For the very first time

I'm living for the first time

In my life

Have a blessed day.

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  1. We love Third Day! Born Again is one of our new faves! We got to see them in concert once with Jars of Clay, in Bloomington, love them! Praying for you, I have these days too. Hang in there, God will do it!

  2. A good cry is good for the soul...That song really is AMAZING! Keep us posted!

  3. both times i was pregnant...i dreamed it before i actually knew it...hmmmmmmmm.



  4. My man adores third day .... you hear his grunty 4x4 coming down the road with his music blaring before we see him.

    Jealous you can scare people with a pregnancy announcement .... folk wouldn't even flinch if it was me .... nine, ten ... what' eleven or twelve.

  5. You TOTALLY got my attention.....hmmmmm?! Hang in there honey, really hope life sorts itself out soon....I'm getting worried about you :)

    Happy Friday :)

  6. Beautiful song. Love Third Day too. Whatever it is that God has planned you and your family must be amazing. I'll be praying as well.
    I'm off to a marriage/family retreat this weekend, can't wait to see what God does through this.

  7. You got my attention with your title!

    I love how God uses music so powerfully in our lives! I do that too - listen to a song over and over when it is touching my soul. I recently did that with "While I'm Waiting" by John Waller.

    Isn't it awesome how God can take you from one place from the next in a matter of moments and how He can birth things within our body and soul in such powerful ways?

    Blessings and prayers!

  8. I'm sad that I have pregnant dreams all the time and it still hasn't come true for me... guess my body is just not ready yet...

  9. Oh pooy I thought you were revealing your big news! :-) I love that song, I hear it all the time on the radio! Don't you just love a good song that purges the soul!? I have that in Praise You In This Storm by Casting Crowns. When I was going through my infertility this was my rock!

  10. Such a tease. I don't think I've ever dreamed about being pregnant, but I've dreamed friends are, always a couple of months before their weddings. Has happened 4 times (most recently a couple of nights ago about my future SIL), and never has been true IRL.

  11. What a beautiful song!!!!
    Thanks for sharing! :)

  12. What beautiful lyrics! I just dreamed this week that I was pregnant...actually sitting in the OBs office with my feet up in stirrups. LOL! And three of my girlfriends were there with me. Watching. Dreams are so weird! :)

  13. That is beautiful! Thanks for sharing it.

    You look super cute pregnant. :)


  14. Every where I look there are pregnant women too! Thanks for the analogy of pregnancy. The song was amazing and my 4 year old loved watching the video. I love worship music so much! Hope you are having a blessed day, Jennifer

  15. PMS and I do not agree. It definitely makes me cry during songs or movies (or commercials!!). I know God has something special for you!!! :)

  16. Interesting! Looking forward to see what GOD has planned for you. Great Post!

  17. I never dreamed when I was pregnant....but alot do!!!
    sandy toe

  18. I think a good cry is really cleansing for us sometimes! And oh my gosh how CUTE were you when you were pregnant?!? I love that picture!

  19. My Feeds come in alphabetically.
    Faith Barista is just before Farmgirl Paints.

    Prior to this post of yours, I just read this:

    Now Becky, Unanswered Prayers has led to the worst case of PMS outside the Garden of Eden, and THREE dreams of pregnancy.

    Should we double up our prayers? :)

    Your mother's theory on preggo dreams concerns me. God has birthed much in my life, but I have never dreamed of being pregnant.

    And I am astonished that you defy the laws of gravity and remain upright in that photo above.

    I can not hear the tune, so I am grateful for the lyrics. I miss Christian music; long ago, I listened to Carman singing "I Feel Jesus" until the kids said "give it a rest, dad".

    Your prayer has ALREADY been answered.
    You will soon perceive what the answer was.
    The answer often appears in retrospect to us.

    As Meatloaf used to sing:
    "Objects in the rear view mirror may appear closer than they are"

    So are unanswered prayers.

    God bless you abundantly.

  20. I'll have to say you got my attention with that one! Thanks for sharing the song, I love it too! Hey and I bet your kiddos were ministered to by watching you being ministered to! I think another pregnancy would be great 'cause you have some of the cutest 'lil chicks around the blog world!

  21. Keystone,
    Good to hear from you again:) Your comments made me chuckle. I guess you wouldn't dream of being pregnant and boy should you have seen me at the was frightening!

    Thanks again for your encouraging message. I always find your words comforting.

    Anyway I'm curious about your loss of hearing. If you care to share...

  22. Hi Farmgirl, Becky! Thanks to Keystone - we're now connected. Yes, this song sent me bawling yesterday as I heard it (again & again). It touched a nerve in me. To live life, like it was the first time. I needed a filling of God's touch.

    Pregnant with promise, that's what you are!

    Happy Friday Becky & Keystone!

  23. I tried to click on Keystone's profile, but it wouldn't give me access, so I'll have to say "hello!" here. I'm happy to know my bloggy friends at FaithBarista, so nice to meetcha!

    Thnx for letting me meet up here with Keystone, Becky! ;)

  24. We have that CD, love it.

    I dream that I am pregnant too, but that wouldn't be good at this point in my life. I am already grandma. I always wondered what that dream meant.

  25. ooh my it would be wonderful to add to the family, babies are such a blessing. I hope your dreams come true!! Beautiful song and a beautiful experience in real life too.

  26. For Faith Barista and others, I do not blog, I comment widely. The blogging world is after followers, links, stats and hits, and things I just do not value.

    On December 12, 2006, 500,000 NEW domains were created in 24 hours. People had something to say. Within 6 months, the vast majority of all of them were shut down and gone. They said what they wanted, ran out of new stuff, and disappeared.

    Comments, on the other hand, tend toward new insight on the post, or a pile of applause for the blogger. Some people need that praise and applause; I enjoy Good Writing, and created a folder labelled just that.

    As I comment widely, I see a new venue and add to RSS for a reread later. I begin with the comments, not the blog post. I want to learn if the writer is able to transfer an idea from their head, and get it into a stranger's brain sufficiently to motivate a response. That requires good writing.

    If I find several posts like that on a blog, I go back in archives to day one, and read EVERY post and EVERY comment. If I join up in the future, I first sling them into my Good Writing folder.

    If I sat at a solitary blog, I am confined by topic (photography, family, faith, politics, etc). I am not big on Memes and "Ten Things about ME". There is no picture of me on the Internet, and I stopped my real name when personal attack became in vogue online.

    Amazingly, "Keystone" has been attacked as a pseudonym, at a "Christian" site, for only Christ may be called that. I replied that Keystone happens to be the pseudo of the State I live in, Pennsylvania, but this God nut is sure I am usurping the title of Christ.

    RSS and Post Comments (Atom) allow a quick glimpse to find if a site is worth taking time in the future, for there is too much out there, and I have found many beauts. One I love, posted precisely one time in one year and had zero comments. He posted one time the second year, and had zero comments. It would be 6 years before he spoke again, and then, got 86 thoughts in there. And they are rather cerebral.

    I have been asked to write or blog in various venues, but so far, I enjoy commentary. It is the weakest link on the internet today, and needs developed. I hope to add to that area, and have found that on some blogs, when people learn that a comment takes thought, time, and space,....soon, others do the same thing and the comments overide the actual post. It is a catalyst to better writing for everybody, and I love to see a change in comments that now add value to a blogger, not hits, stats, technorati authority, and the games people play, as if this was American Idol and you dialed yourself a vote for you.

    Sometimes, I find Good Writing and it goes in the folder with zero comment from me.
    For this audience, I will share one called "Sliding Doors" by Writer Dad.

    Anyone who reads this post, will read this guy:

    This, is GOOD writing. I urge all of you to edify one another, and elevate your blogs, and comments, to this lofty level (okay, his comments could still be improved).
    I think you will agree after reading one post.

    Becky, I will speak of hearing in a separate comment.

    Faith Barista, nice meeting you. You wrote at least one blog that made me grab RSS. I will research from there, and we may meet again.

  27. Becky- Maybe you have already given birth, but just need to send the announcement? Just a thought!

    I received my ring and it is just so lovely that I want to go buy one and send one back to you. Thank you!

    And since this is the only way we can talk to Keystone, I have something I have been wanting to tell him.

    Becky referred me to your comment about the Book of Daniel in reference to waiting. It brought tears to my eyes with the power of it and to my husband's as well when I showed it to him. We recieved it as our own. Thanks for the encouragement.

  28. Love that song Becky and your cute little preggo picture.
    I love my music - I grew up in a house where both parents appreciated it. Dad taught me to listen to the words, not just bop along with the tune. Over time there are songs that continually bring me to tears. The song remembers when ~ it can catapult you back in time; whether it is a good or bad memory is another thing altogether. Thank you for sharing this song and the lyrics.

  29. Keystone,
    I read "sliding doors" by WriterDad. He is a tremendous professional writer. His post was like pure poetry and you could tell he was trained to do so. As a matter of fact your writing is very similar to his...are you sure YOU are not WriterDad??;) No I'm pretty sure that you're not.

    I find it interesting that you would find my blog worth reading at all. I know you've mentioned past posts that I've written that meant something to you... The fact is I write very simply. My posts and comments sound just like how I talk in person. My topics are not deep for the most part and they are basically centered around ME, my family, my dog and my decorating style (meme's as you referred to it). I've even done the lists!! Why on earth would you read this, especially when your preference is WriterDad?? I am soooo not WriterDad:)

    I hope I am not sounding disrespectful, because I really enjoy your comments. I'm just curious I guess. BTW you definitely have a gift in the commentary department. I do think you are right regarding the disconnect between blog author and commentator. So you have found your niche...calling.

  30. Mom had 12 children and one miscarriage.
    I have 6 siblings before me, and 6 after me (if you count the miscarriage. Of the twelve, my twin sisters, Diana and Donna died at age 11 and 12 respectively. They were sick since age 6.
    Mom was pregnant anew at each death.
    Ten of us still live.
    Eight girls. One bathroom.
    Ask me anything on PMS, Becky! (Add daughters on top of that was somebody every day of the year! )

    The hearing loss is hereditary.
    I wrote of a cousin who died recently of breast cancer, way too young. She also had the hearing loss, and is the only one in our family that was cured by surgery.

    My niece had hearing loss rapidly after two children, and was advised a third child would find her totally deaf at age 25,(somehow related to calcium drain). She stopped at two children, and after more years, is miserable at hearing loss.
    She signs well. I write.

    I noticed it around 8th grade in school. I always sat up front, for I could not hear what was said. Sounds are muffled as if a hand was over a talking mouth. Diction disappeared.

    In church, I now sit in the second pew anywhere and read lips of racing pastors. (None stand still at a podium, but run to one side or the other, losing their audience in the process). I then look to the Sign Language person to my right, and catch an instant replay. Churchy words in ASL (American Sign Language) are more beautiful to see than hear.
    Ask someone to "sign" "Holy Spirit" or "Heaven" or "Glory", and it will take your breath away. "Worthy" is interesting too.

    Our family has a "reverse loop" and the doctors love to study it. Most folks can not hear high tones (frequencies), but pick up mid range or low tones. Track it on a graph and a "loop forms that is very normal for the population. (It arcs on paper in a swoop from an "X" "Y" axis.....where you hear, and where you do not). Our swoop as a family is opposite everyone else in the population and called a reverse loop.

    I heard high frequency (like a dog whistle), but could not hear a man with a low voice a foot away. I have always heard women; men are impossible. I dated sopranos when possible---high pitch gals, not TV mafia ones.
    Graph my hearing and you have a "reverse loop".

    Tens of thousands of dollars were spent at great hospitals and doctors to no avail.
    The hearing stays the same for ten years, then for 6 months it drops dramatically, and holds at that new, lower level. This repeats another ten years then falls swiftly for 6 months anew,.....until you know longer hear.

    When I was 16-ish, a doctor told me they theorized a tumor was between the brain and ear canal. As it grew and pressed on a nerve, sound lessened, and then the tumor went dormant for a decade like a cicada or something. When it grew and pressed anew, hearing went down. In later years, I could hear my sisters gab across the room, but not understand my brothers in front of my face.

    They told me if they found the tumor and scraped it off the nerve, it had to be perfect and I would then hear perfectly, or be totally deaf if too much was removed. At 16, I veered toward leave it alone.

    I was the first person on an MRI in our community. Cat Scans? Been there; done that often. Booths, tuning forks, you name it; I did it.
    They never found a tumor, and recently, a doctor denied making the statement to me years ago, though there is no way I could make it up. It was justified to make medical tests galore, when I had the best of insurance.
    He is a consultant for Good Morning America.

    When I became a single dad, the courts tried to make an issue of taking my daughters from me as I could not hear the baby cry (she was less than 2). This amazed me, for I was the one who got up every night at her cries to be changed, etc. A hearing specialist did a test and testified I can hear my daughter cry (then).

    comment continues...

  31. cotinues here....

    Oh-Oh! I cut and pasted the comment in two. Google sent it into cyber nothingness.
    I will reconstruct another day, unless you are bored to tears with the first part already.

    I hate when that happens.
    Google sees a double entry, not two comments due to space. Sorry.

    Becky, I write as I speak, just as you.
    Your value is in your authenticity.
    Your heart is an open book.
    It is not the topic you choose, but the authentic writing that makes your blog worth knowing.

    I regret part two was lost. Perhaps we will return to hearing anew another day.

    People bid farewell in days of yore saying:
    "God be with ye!"

    This has been shortened over time to "Goodbye".

    Sometimes, the original is better, eh?

    God be with ye, Becky!
    And thank you for your many kind words this day.


  32. That is SUCH a beautiful powerful! No wonder it touched you so much!

  33. I love it! What amazing words! Can't wait to meet you Becky!

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  35. Oooops, I messed up the first comment really bad! Sorry about that.

    I'm was just stopping by from SITS to share some comment love! I hope you're having a wonderful weekend!


    Teresa <><

    A link to the story of why I blog:

  36. Oh I love Third Day!!!! My very favorite of theirs is Cry Out To Jesus!!!!! Love the new one, very heart touching!!

    And Keystone I found your comments quite interesting!!! I hope you add that part 2 back!

  37. very tricky!!!!! But what is truly more beautiful than a pregnant woman? Nothing. Love the picture! xo

    Becky, you know I love your "heart" and so much about you, but in my opinion, I think Keystone needs to email you directly with his life's story.

  38. What then, shall we say or do?"

    "Becky, you know I love your "heart" and so much about you, but in my opinion, I think Keystone needs to email you directly with his life's story."
    ~~~cottagecharm by Cheryl

    "And Keystone I found your comments quite interesting!!! I hope you add that part 2 back!"
    ~~~City girl turned country girl
    (speaking precisely one comment earlier)

    "I looovvve comments!! Thank you so much for taking the time:)"
    ~~~Becky, FarmGirl Paints
    (stating HER policy on comments)

    "...Thanks again for your encouraging message. I always find your words comforting.

    Anyway I'm curious about your loss of hearing. If you care to share..."
    ~~~Becky, specifically requesting information on my hearing loss, and in a most sensitive way of request)

    So I scooted over to the cottage charm, and lo and behold, I find "Comments". At THAT blog, comments are acceptable by the blog owner.

    The same holds true at FarmGirl Paints!

    Indeed, it would be counterintuitive to ASK for comments, and then not post them.
    Becky goes further...requesting a specific comment from me.

    In all Blogs I have visited, I have yet to find a comment FROM a blogger,... TO a blogger, telling them to go to emails, and skip comments.
    You have control of policy at YOUR blog, but certainly fail at manners, if you attempt to set policy at another blog.

    But Cheryl lends more than protocal procedures per her, in places that she does not own; she says she "know(s) I love your "heart" and so much about you".

    Love, and "Heart" are something I know about.

    Love is patient, love is kind.
    It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.
    It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered.

    Love keeps no record of wrongs.

    Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.
    Love always protects.
    Love always trusts.
    Love always hopes.
    Love always perseveres.

    Love....never fails.

    We are called to be "the Aroma of Christ", a fragrance left behind, after we depart from anywhere.

    I did not volunteer a "life story"; I answered a specific query by this blog's owner.

    Just this week, I learned at another blog, "A Teachable Heart" by Shanda on a post titled "Reading Lips", that one of her friends and commenters, Rachel, is deaf.
    Shanda spoke in that post directly (not intuitively, to both Rachel and myself by name).

    It was THAT post by Shanda, that made me sensitive to the fact that there are many more out there with the same malady. It became the catalyst to me, to answer Becky's querry of my hearing loss here.

    I regret part 2 was lost, for the conclusions were directed at those who can "hear", but fail at "listening".

    It is ok to feel email exchanges on private matters are the way to go. I have done that with many people on this hearing loss. I have to; I can not use the phone.

    It is NOT ok, to tell another blogger policy per you, on THEIR blog. I encourage you to refrain from that Cheryl.
    I suspect Becky would have said "tell me more by email Keystone" had that been her preference. But it seems she wished to share with her audience. And that sharing apparently resonated with city girl, in her comment, previous to cottage charm directions of protocal for others, at other blogs.

    "Always be prepared to give an answer to everyone who asks you to give the reason for the hope that you have. But do this with gentleness and respect."
    ~~~1 Peter 15

    I pray this day, that my response to Cheryl of cottage charm blog, meets the requirements of gentleness and respect.

    And before I wrote that admonition publically, I reread 1 Corinthians 13 on what "love" is, to be sure my view on love, versus Cheryl's view on Love.....could merge at Farmgirl Paints in such a way....that the Aroma of Christ" would become fragrant at this Farm once again.

    Since "Love" keeps no record of wrongs, that shall be my policy to cottage charms.
    May the comments planted each day here, be richly planted with love.

  39. Keystone,
    I am going to be very honest here. When I first started receiving your comments I was a bit overwhelmed by your kind words and godly advice. They were and still are wonderful. BUT I did feel a little wary that you wrote me such lengthy involved "letters" in such a public forum without a way for me to respond back via email or a bloglink. In this day and age with technology as it is...we as bloggers put ourselves at some risk when we share our lives with others. When a commentor such as yourself becomes an active member of my blogging friend network, but does not have a direct route of communication other than comments, it is a RED FLAG.

    I have discussed this with my husband and with another blogging friend whom you frequently comment and have come to the conclusion that you have a good heart and mean no harm. But you have to understand our initial concerns. My sweet friend Cheryl meant no disrespect to me in her comment...she was in her way "watching my back", so to speak.

    I love that blogging and commenting is a way to share our thoughts, to encourage and affirm one another. That is what I want for my blog. I want it to be a safe space, so for future posts I prefer that all comments be directed to me. If you had an email tied to your blog profile people could communicate with you directly...please consider this.

    I don't want to have to monitor my comments. I want to trust that my blogging friends will treat me and others with respect and will not make "statements" to each other via comments.
    Please note that I do enjoy hearing from you and I hope you don't take offense at what I shared. Now let's please move on:)


  40. Oh. what a wonderful song.. Thank you. Have a super blessed day! your chicks are adorable. Mine are all grown up, and I am so wanting a grand chick.. no sign yet though. God Bless You!

  41. Ifelt the same way when I first heard this song Becky...I have listened to it over and over again...although I have been deeply moved by alot of Third Days songs...very annointed. Have you heard "Cry out to Jesus" by Third Day? Amazing!
    I love music and the way it can minister to our hearts and the way we can use it to minister back to God.. :)

    Blessings friend..

    Deborah xo


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