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Musings on…. 7 Laws of Highest Prosperity


Ok, anyone who knows me will cock their head to one side after seeing the title.

Trust me, I did too, after I grabbed the book off the shelf.

The word, prosperity,  has taken on such a negative connotation in the ‘christian’ world.

From the prosperity teachers to equating prosperity with money/wealth.

How much is too much money, how to use your money, what to do if you don’t have money/prosperity, etc.

You get my drift.

Son had to read it for his homeschooling senior class, but now is graduating from Pierce College, so doesn’t need to read it.

So, the other day, I picked it up and read it in 2 nights. Easy read.

Its not a book that each chapter describes a law and gives some description on how to achieve it.

It’s a story with the principles weaved into it.

7 Laws of Highest Prosperity :  Making Your Life Count for What really Counts!

from the back cover:

7 LAWS that might Surprise You . . .will certainly Challenge You . . .and could Transform Your Life!

If you’ve ever struggled with the apparent conflict between things worldly and things spiritual, this book was written for you. A simple, charming, and entertaining fable and an insightful commentary, 7 Laws of Highest Prosperity offers a refreshing perspective on living successfully in the real world, without sacrificing spiritual values.

If you’ve ever wondered why true success eludes you, why life can feel curiously empty, perhaps you’re ready for a more inclusive approach to prosperity—one that involves body, mind, and spirit.

Sam the wood gatherer and fellow characters help you understand where you are today and how to gain true prosperity in your life; they and their life experiences and lessons shared will stay with you like old friends, helping you remain true to its inspiration.

The practical, uplifting guidance in 7 Laws will help you focus on this profound truth: financial health springs from a life based on spiritual principles. If you’ve ever hungered for a way to make your life count for what really counts—or for new motivation for taking the path you once meant to take—7 Laws of Highest Prosperity is for you. Let 7 Laws take you on an intriguing journey of discovery that looks beyond making a living . . . to making a life!

With “been there/done that” conviction, Cecil O. Kemp Jr.and writing associate Kathryn Knight fill the pages of 7 Laws of Highest Prosperity with wisdom, inspiration, and hope based on Cecil’s own life’s transformation.


Sam, the main character is the book, is like-able and easy to connect with. Same with the other characters.

Not knowing exactly what era the book in written in, some of the language is sappy.

Good book…. if you find it, read it. Especially if you are having trouble with prosperity.


Chloe VS Anna ~ A Short Story by the boy….


It was just like any other Saturday in the state of Washington, cold and wet. I awoke to our dog, Anna, whining the same whine every morning. Her whining meant only one thing. She wanted a walk. She sat in the hallway between the bedrooms. I knew, as well as she did, that my parents would yell for me to get up and take her for a walk. As soon as the thought began, I heard my mom command,

“Jesse! Get up and walk the dog around the block…and make sure you use her princess collar!”

I could have sworn I saw Anna give me a smug smile before she trotted down the hallway to the front door. I got up, put some sweats on, and found Anna’s pink, crystal studded collar. Once I got it on her, I started to walk into the kitchen to make some toast but Anna screeched a high shrill. I stood there aghast as I heard my mom complain,

“Jesse! Stop hurting her and take her for a walk.”

Anna sat in the living room, 20 feet away from me with the same smug smile. What was she trying to do to me!?

While the ‘princess’ and I were walking, I saw a man walking his Boston Terrier. Normally I would of thought it was a sissy dog, but I wasn’t looking to tough walking my fluffy, cockapoo in a pink, princess collar, either.

Then we saw an older lady walking with her big, chocolate lab. The dog seemed friendly but inside my emotions flared and my memories soared through time. They took me back to my 14th birthday party. There I was, going down the left side of the lake house when a brown lab growled from behind me. I didn’t run. I didn’t even move. I was simply petrified with fear. Then dog the lashed out at my leg and ripped…

“Jesse!” my mom yelled, “Get inside, dear, it’s pouring!” My memories had also left me daydreaming in the front lawn.

I walked inside, shaking off the water and the residing fear. “What are we doing this o’ so lovely Saturday, mom?”

“Nothing, what do you want to do?” I stared at Anna long and hard.

“You know I don’t like dogs so much right, mom?” She shook her head; I continued and stated, “Well, I want a cat.”

She seemed supportive even though I knew she wasn’t the biggest feline fan; but we both knew that it was dad that was going to be the tough one to convince.

When I asked my dad if it was okay for me to adopt a cat, he seemed a little shocked. He must have thought I like Anna or something. With a few helpful nudges from my mom, he soon agreed to take me to the Humane Society that very day. I ran down the stairs and opened the car doors for my parents. They, slowly and steadily, headed for the car. Once in the car I closed the door and heard a whimper. I turned and saw Anna sitting on the floor by the door. “Not this time, Princess”

Walking into the Humane Society was so much cooler knowing I got to choose what animal we left with. I was drawn to the cats, not even caring that my parents headed straight for the dogs. At first I felt kind of silly being that I’m sixteen and staring at the kittens along with five other girls, but I got over it.

The kittens were cool, but too hyper. I got to the older cats and passed only one empty cage. All the cats seemed really good, but none of them felt like ‘the one’. I felt very disappointed walking back down the cat hall. Then my eyes glanced at that one empty cage. They were just putting a black cat in there as I was walking by. She was Beautiful. As soon as I looked at her she freaked out. Then she sniffed the air, glared at me, and started hissing. I backed away while she settled down. “Yup…she is the one,” I thought to myself. When she finally settled down, she sniffed the air again and it looked like something clicked in her mind. She then proceeded to rub up against the cage and purr at me. I was so happy to think that she picked me. There was a volunteer walking down the hallway. She noticed the cat and I getting along, so she sot the adoption papers.

I gathered all my courage, ran through the dog area, and grabbed my parents. The three of us filled out the paperwork and she was finally mine.

As we walked to the door my mom asked me what I was going to name her. I hadn’t thought about it but as soon as I did I tripped and my face landed on one of those benefactor name bricks on the floor. “Chloe Wilkins” was the name written on the brick. I got up and made sure no one saw me fall before announcing her name was Chloe.

The ride home felt so long. Mom wouldn’t let me open the box at the risk of getting cat hair everywhere. I personally thought it would look great mixed with all the dog hair.

We finally pulled into the driveway. I got out of the car and stepped inside the house. Anna was sitting in the same exact spot as when we left. She spotted the box with Chloe in it and started barking. Dad rushed in and petted her until she calmed down. I took that time to run upstairs and go into my room. With the doors closed behind me, I opened the box. It was empty. I thought I’d lost my mind. I checked to make sure the door was shut and turned around to see Chloe lying on my bed. Ok… So she had gotten out of the box before I opened it…makes sense…kind of… I started to set up the litter box the humane society gave us when I heard some scratching on the door. I opened the door to find Anna wanting to be let in. I tried to close the door so Chloe could get situated, but Anna pushed through with unbelievable strength. Chloe didn’t hiss, and Anna didn’t bark. They just sat there, staring at each other.

“Jess, come here,” called my mom. I ran down stairs without losing my balance. “Do you want to go to Fred Meyers with us?” she asked.

“No thanks, I’ll stay home with the animals,” the excuse rolled of my tongue.

“Okay, but don’t mess up the house,” she ordered before she left.

I came back upstairs and headed into my room. My door was shut, and I didn’t close it before I went down stairs… I opened my door hesitantly hoping for the best. It was the worst…the very worst. Pillows shredded, blankets torn, garbage can on fire, and dents in the floor, walls, and ceiling. I was bewildered at the damage. I quickly threw the bowl of water I had set out for Chloe on the burning garbage can. How could two animals do all of this? I turned to the opposite side of my room only to see Chloe standing on the wall with lasers coming out of her eyes, and Anna on the my bed with fiery red claws. Anna looked at me then back at the cat. She then lunged for my neck. The only thing I can describe as the sound that came next is two boulders crashing along the hillside. I caught a glimpse of Chloe head butting Anna in the side before she could get to me. Anna was flung against the other wall.

“We will finish this later, Stray,” Anna said, as she turned and closed the door with her tail. Had my ears or eyes deceived me? Anna just talked. Turning around to inspect the damage, I saw Chloe on the bed cleaning her paw like nothing happened.

“What am I going to do?” I said, looking around my room.

Unexpectedly, Chloe answered, “We must neutralize the dog,”

“What…Wha…Wh…Why?” I stammered in response.

“K9PX213 has a defective brain chip. I must remove it. She thinks she has become the enemy instead of the hero.” my CAT said.

“KX31…who what now?” I struggled to say

“K9PX213, Anna, is part of the government’s experiment to track down wanted criminals. Her brain chip, which keeps her brain focused, has defected. She thinks that she is the criminal instead of the animal to capture the criminal. She has become the enemy. This is all I can tell you. Do you understand?”

“Uhhh…yeah, I think. So are you a…government…thing?”

“Yes,” she answered, “I have been equipped with super speed, laser eyes, a diamond bone structure, and the skills of twenty one different martial art forms.”

“Oh……So what do we do about Anna?’ I asked trying to understand that I adopted a ninja cat.

“We must find a way to distract her, if even for a few seconds. Do you know anything that might do the trick?”

“Ummmm…. She’ll stop at anything to get a treat. We keep the treats in that cabinet in the living room.” I said. I had gotten Anna a treat plenty of times before.

“That sounds like it just might work. I can her distract while you get the treat. Make sure you grab the biggest one you can find.

* * *

I was really nervous, thinking that this whacked out plan wouldn’t work. I hid in the closet like Chloe had instructed. Chloe then went to the door and started taunted Anna. Anna whirled down the hallway and burst into my room, that was my cue to run out into the hallway and shut the door behind me. I made it out of that room so fast I almost tripped running to the cabinet. I grabbed a bone and sprinted back to my room. I opened the door, called Anna’s name loudly, and showed her the treat.

“HA! If you think that I’m going to fall for that trick you have another thing coming.” She snickered. Then faster than you could think she did a spin and kicked Chloe hard with her hind legs. Chloe went flying up against the wall. Then Anna started to came after me.

“Jesse, buy me some time!” Chloe yelled over the pain.

I ran back down the hallway and slammed the hallway way closet door in Anna’s face. It only bought me a few more seconds but that was all I needed. Once I got into the kitchen, I flung open the cupboard and unscrewed the can of peanut butter. I dunked the bone in it and threw it on the floor in front of Anna. Her inner dog overpowered her defective chip, and she began to devour the bone. As soon as she was distracted, Chloe jumped on her back, reached into her ear, and removed a tiny computer chip. Anna only flinched and then continued to eat her bone.

“So, what is going to happen to Anna now?” I asked through my heavy inhales for breath.

“She will be a normal dog now. She won’t remember anything. She might even be dumber than the average dog” she said jokingly.

I laughed.

“Did you just understand cat humor?’ Chloe looked puzzled.

“Oh…umm… Yeah, I think I did.” If I believed all this happened then I surely can understand cat jokes.

“I think I might like it here.” She said with a smile.

“You’re staying?!” I yelled excitedly. I don’t know why, it’s not like I know a government cat’s schedule.

“Yes, I can do my shift at night when you sleep.”

We walked down the hallway and into my room. It was even worse than before. I sat on my bed, not surprised when I heard the frame snap. “So, what do you think about…”


I was nearly deafened by my mom’s scream.


She walked down the hall confused by why and how I could of done this. As she neared the end of the hall, Anna walked out from the kitchen.

“At least my princess doesn’t ever make messes like this!” she said.

Taking a Bite Outta Life……..


I saw this picture in an art book Jesse and I are looking through for his art class.

It made me think of when Jesse was little [about 6 or 7] He was at grammas house and a black cocker spaniel lived next door. She was a mean barker and the neighbors never let her out of the garage.

I don’t quite know how she got out, her name was Pepper, and came chasing after Jesse. He somehow ran up against the garage door and she just kept jumping up on him, biting his butt.

Needless to say I was fiercely angry that it happened and threatened my mother with never allowing Jesse to visit her again.

He also got bit on his 14th birthday, out at the other grandparents beach house by a dog, on the thigh.

See that post here

I was going to superimpose a picture of a dog head on the lion and Jesse’s head on the guy, but he forbade me to do it.

This is our weird sense of humor and we laugh more than work during the day sometimes. ahhh, homeschooled children, they grow up to be such productive adults…… haha!

So, Enjoy the day, laugh and look at art or at least look at someone or something with different, kinder, joyful eyes.

Blessings, Kristina

VeganMoFo and Cuteness


It’s vegan month of food, I guess one is supposed to blog about vegan food for the whole month, but, alas, I don’t have time.

but i can tell you who I look to to give me good recipes and stuff:

Have Cake Will Travel (Celine Rocks)

Knits with Carrots

Fatfree Vegan Kitchen 

The Urban Vegan (I would love to live in a place where vegan restaurants abound *sigh*)

Tofu for Two

Vegan Yum Yum

Two Little Vegans

Veg Cooking Blog (from

And last, but definitely not least, the author and chef, dad and hubby and Canadian (Yah)

Vegan Dad!!

I’m hoping to live long enough to make all his recipes. I don’t know how he does it, but he’s brilliant and I spent the last 3 days eating chocolate chip pudding cake to die for!

If anyone knows of any other good vegan recipe sites, please let me know!


I have had the cat and the dog look like this on more than one occasion!

Hope all is well in your little corner of God’s earth.

I took my first test for my qualifying class to homeschool, got 4 wrong 😦

Ciao, Kristina

Blessed is the man who perseveres under trial, because when he has stood the test, he will receive the crown of life that God has promised to those who love him. James 1:12

I’m Going to Home-School!?!?!?


Hello All;

Due to personal reasons and Gods great sovereignty over everything in our lives;

We are homeschooling the boy this year.

So what I would like to ask you is…… HELP ME!!!!!

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I have no idea what I am doing, i know there is 800 different home-school methods and ideas and factions and co-ops and and and …..

Here is a little synopsis of our situation, then please, please, please comment!

Boy: 10th grade

his scheduled classes from TBS:

Rosetta Stone (latin)

Strength and Development

English II

Bible II



Leadership (he was elected to be class secretary)

So we would like to stay with these classes in case He goes back to his private baptist school next year.

My ideas:

get him a computer, do a program that includes both computer and paper work.

someone else grading his papers and keeping his grades.

We can do a strength training program here, i have great program for him (but don’t know how to make it a credited class)

We can get him a Rosetta Stone program.

Do I need to be accredited somewhere? Who needs to be contacted that he is homeschooled?

Will these credits be transferrable to either his old school or a running start program next year?

How do co-ops work?

Yeah, basically I know nothing, so use baby words when leaving a comment.

🙂 my head right now is whirling.

thanks for the help in advance.

God’s Peace, Kristina

1 A good name is to be more desired than great wealth,

Favor is better than silver and gold.

2 The rich and the poor have a common bond,

The LORD is the maker of them all.

3 The prudent sees the evil and hides himself,

But the naive go on, and are punished for it.

4 The reward of humility and the fear of the LORD

Are riches, honor and life.

5 Thorns  and snares are in the way of the perverse;

He who guards himself will be far from them.

6 Train up a child in he way he should go,

Even when he is old he will not depart from it. Proverbs 22