There came unto him a woman having an alabaster box of very precious ointment, and poured it on his head, as he sat at meat.


Wednesday, March 29, 2017


Out of the mouth of babes. Our family's eight year old guru, Monica, expounded on her epiphany of orderly living from a display of 'outdoor living' at Walmart that she misread as "orderly living". Her Mamaw Connie caught Monica's 'orderly stream of thought' on her cell phone. 

Monica's first example was of "out of order" living where children are blamed? leading up to the opposite example of her Uncle James who is "loving, caring, takes care of people" and other thoughts to the conclusion that "he is an orderly liver and so, she said, is her Aunt Titi, James' wife".  Monica says "This is how your life should go-you should be dating for at least a year, then get married, then have kids then just pretty much live life normally like my Uncle James and Aunt Titi. Simple? Huh?

Monica put into words the thoughts that had been roaming around in my head about that young couple-in fact, in the same words. 

Monica's Uncle James and Aunt Titi [Kyrstie to the rest of us] had two major life happenings a week or so before within days of each other. The birth of their third daughter, Everlee, and moving into their new home just two days later. 

I'm just in awe and so proud of this young couple who are both only 26 years old that I wanted to get in their own words how they got their college degrees, have their educational loans paid off [the loans were astronomical], have three children, designed and built their home. I knew how because I keep up with them but I wanted to ask face to face. Kyrstie is my niece and I've watched her grow up.  

NO!-a rich uncle didn't die and leave them his fortune!
NO!-they didn't win the lottery!
NO!-they aren't pampered brats of doting parents! [well, sometimes Kyrstie is kind of a brat]

I didn't realize my last post here on TheAlabasterBox was over a year ago and it also was about Kyrstie and their twins, Rylee and Myckinley @

When the opportunity came to hop in the car with Kyrstie's mother to go visit in Virginia for a couple of days, I jumped at the chance to see that beautiful new baby and their new home they had just moved into a couple of weeks before.

The chance to talk with James and Kyrstie came Saturday after lunch with the three babies napping [now that's a feat in itself!] after the morning of breakfast, diaper changing, breast feeding Everlee, the twins plastering each other with joint compound they had found [that's a story for another time], baths to wash off plaster, several loads of laundry, snacks, more diaper changing, play time, breast feeding, lunch.

With the twins napping in the corner of the sectional, I got to hold baby Everlee and we  adults  gathered around them in the family room of this beautiful new home that was designed from the ground up by this wonderful young couple. I asked James and Kyrstie how in the world they have accomplished so much in such a short time. I really didn't expect them to go into so much detail but here it is in a nutshell: 

A little about Kyrstie:
Born and raised in Blanchester, Ohio.
An honor student all through school and her goal was to be a nurse.
Accepted by the nursing school of her choice in Virginia after high school graduation.
Out of necessity applied for as many grants and scholarships as she qualified for.
Worked 2 and 3 jobs during school and through summers between semesters to save money for her expenses but with all this still ended up with large educational loans. 


A little about James:
Born and raised in Virginia
Works in the family business
Is an extremely hard working and industrious young man
Attended business college courses

So how does a little gal from the small town of Blanchester, Ohio meet up with a little farm guy in Virginia? Kyrstie's roommate in college was Courtney, Courtney's boyfriend was Clifton who just happened to be James' life long best friend. Kyrstie told me after just a few days of meeting  she would have married him and I understand that before asking her to marry him, James came here to Ohio to ask Kyrstie's grandfather who had raised her for his permission-how's that for old fashion tradition?

Now back to guru Monica's "orderly living of dating for a year"-
James and Kyrstie dated for 3 more years, saved every dime they could, finished school so were a little more orderly than even Monica's thoughts. James already had substantial savings from working through high school with his family so that plus their additional savings was used to pay off their educational loans because their next goal was a beautiful wedding and a new home as soon as possible and the loans needed to be gone to qualify for the home. Their wedding was as nice as any I've attended and everything was made by Kyrstie and her Mamaw Jackie who is my sister along with other family members. It was  a year long production of planning and work. 

James continued to work and Kyrstie started working as soon as she graduated. After their wedding they chose to live in a mobile home on the back of the family farm instead of renting an expensive apartment. They worked for weeks on getting the mobile home ready to move into-it was far from a dream home but saving rent money meant bringing their dream home into reality much quicker-remember-PRIORITIES.

Kyrstie worked every shift she could even after becoming pregnant with the twins up until she started having problems and had to go on bed rest for a couple of months before they were born.  When the twins' crises were over Kyrstie went back to work. She was able to do this because the "working together" mode is always in operation in this home plus there is a lot of other family who help in the girls' care-James grandmother and mother. Here again, James is no slacker in the parenting department. He feeds and bathes the girls and they cling to him as much as to Kyrstie. If one is crying he sweeps them up and gets them comforted. 

Again, when Kyrstie became pregnant with Everlee, she worked up until a few days before her birth. Their home was being built all during the pregnancy and they moved in 2 days after Everlee was born. 

My photo from across the room of James, Kyrstie, Rylee, Myckinley, Everlee

Great grandmother, Jackie, Kyrstie, Everlee

Rylee and Myckinley just enjoying their new home-things had been really cramped in the mobile home

Play time

Here is  a photo from a couple of days ago-Everlee has grown so from when I saw her a few weeks ago

a day in the life of

Here are some photos of the house as we pulled up into the driveway. James dug out all the basement for the home and put in the driveway himself.

another of James talents-he turned this old sewing machine into a sink for the guest bath

and still another of James' handiwork-he chose and harvested the trees for the floors for the whole house. Then prepared them to be installed. They are a designers dream floor. 

What a blessing to have that Saturday afternoon conversation as those precious baby girls slept. Usually there are so many around you can't even hear yourself think. 

My thoughts have been several times how much better things would be if we  prioritize as James and Kyrstie-putting God first and "in order" as Monica says. 

God bless you
Carolyn Wainscott



Wednesday, January 13, 2016


This morning my niece, Kyrstie, shared an article written by a young mother about her experience with carrying and having her twins-the high blood pressure, the bed rest, the wrenching morning sickness-and I'm sure it brought back Kyrstie's own harrowing pregnancy with her twins last year.

She and the twins, Myckinlee and Rylee, [I hope I have their names spelled right this time] were all in jeopardy for several months before and after their birth.  The baby girls were kept for weeks after they were born with complications, at times it seemed as though it was touch and go. 

In April, Kyrstie was hospitalized and put on bed rest around Easter. She lives in Virginia and we are in Ohio but it so happened several of us were visiting and I  wanted to go to the hospital to see her before I came home. I especially wanted to pray with her.

We had gotten a call the night before that things weren't going well. Those of us who were staying at my brother's home circled in prayer for her. The need seemed especially urgent. 

When we got to the hospital the next day she shared her experience from the night before-it gave me goose bumps:

Her angel was with her at the same time we were praying to comfort her. I am so glad I had my camera with me to have been able to record this. 

Here are Rylee and Myckinlee several months ago

and their most recent photo just a few days ago

As you can see they are doing very, very well. 

I am so blessed to be a part of a family that prays for and with each other as I've written before:

May God bless you and all yours
Carolyn Wainscott

Thursday, April 2, 2015


Few of us respect or think about the fact that firefighters and law enforcement personnel lay their lives on the line every day for the good and protection of the general public-meaning you and me-we are the general public.
Image result for photos of Daryl Gordon

Yesterday I watched the services for firefighter, FAO Daryl Gordon. He had been a firefighter for 30 years, he was a husband, a father and active in his community. 
he died in the line of duty in the early morning of Thursday,  March 26, 2015 but in that line of duty he helped save 12 lives that morning. The other firefighters said the smoke was so thick they couldn't see. They had to crawl around to find the residents. FAO Daryl Gordon fell down an elevator shaft in the chaos. 

I had the news on that morning when the announcement was made that a firefighter had been injured but everything stopped short of that till later when it was revealed how critical the situation was.

The tributes yesterday were very fitting for the service of this honorable man. Thousands of people lined the streets of Cincinnati, hundreds of local firefighters were a sea of blue and firefighters from all over the country came to Cincinnati to cover the duties of local firefighters attending the services. 

Then three days after the fire that claimed the life of Daryl Gordon, a video captured another firefighter falling through the roof of a burning building. He is burned over 65% of his body with 3rd degree burns and fighting for his life. 

He is Captain Pete Dern who has served his community for 25 years.  
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Many have dedicated their lives to this work, many have lost their lives to this work and this all hits home because my brother, Jim, retired a few years ago from the fire service. He became a firefighter after his stint in the Air Force to then serve as fire chief in several cities and retire from the Roanoke, Virginia department. 

His son, Bobby, followed in his footsteps to also become a fireman. 

In all those years I just never thought about the every day danger that is in this profession. A thought that has run through my mind occasionally is why anyone would choose to go into a job that sometimes in one of the most thankless jobs there is but as someone said about FAO Daryl Gordon yesterday-he loved it and Jim and Bobby love it, too. 

You know, I always wondered about that brother of mine-don't let this cool, distinguished looking photo fool you, I grew up with him: 
Jim had a wonderful career and is enjoying retirement to the max and we thank God for that. He is seeing his grandchildren grow and flourish but that is something Daryl Gordon will not be doing and maybe not Captain Pete Dern. 

Won't you join me in praying for these and all our other protectors because that is what they are-protectors-and for their families who are in much grief and pain.

1 The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want. 2 He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters. 3 He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake. 4 Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me. 5 Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over. 6 Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the Lord for ever.
Psalms 23:1-6

God bless and keep you and all of yours
Carolyn Wainscott

Monday, March 23, 2015


These aren't the thoughts I started with this morning, the piece I thought I would be writing today but in looking for photos I came across a poem I have been looking for. I have a way of hiding things from myself and seems spend half my time looking for them. Try as I may, being organized isn't one of my best talents, in fact it isn't a talent of mine at all, especially when it comes to filing information on my computer. 

I put things in folders but then forget how or when or category-whatever! The photo I was looking for didn't appear but my poem jumped out at me from the external hard drive I keep excess files. I have been looking for it in a notebook where poems, clippings, etc. are kept, it wasn't there, on a cd that it was supposed to be on but can't access for some reason and in every other place it could have possibly snuck into. I couldn't remember when I wrote it but my copywright  says 2000.

When I can't find something it niggles me in the back of my mind till I find it so this niggle can go away now and I suppose this is what was to be done today:


What do you think when you think of success?
Do you think as the world, if you have nothing less
than fast, showy cars and designer dress
and live on the hill so you can impress
all the right folks with your style and finesse.
That you are a failure and filled with distress
because a plain house down the block is all you possess,
a tee time's a luxury for you don't have access
to the country club and your life's empty unless
you're at the top of the heap in your own business?

What do you think when you think of success?
Would you give it some thought and may I suggest
that you think on The Man who gave us His best?
For though He had little just His nearness
gave sight to the blind, hope for the hopeless.
His goal that we may have life at its fullest
meant a sacrifice no one else could accomplish.
Even nailed to the cross bore us no bitterness
was abandoned by most to His own emptiness.

So, what do you think when you think of success?
If you'll think on The Man you'll surely confess
your way of life can be your greatest success,
sharing with those who have so much less,
giving a child a kiss and caress,
treating others with love and fairness,
being content with God's awesomeness. 
think on The Man who's our LORD, the purest and finest
for when you have Him, you don't need all the rest. 
copywright 2000

But God commendeth his love toward us, in that, while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us.
Romans 5:8 

May God bless and keep you and all yours
Carolyn Wainscott

Thursday, March 19, 2015


This morning as I was waking, my nephew, Keith, was on my mind. You see, he is yet another of our family's miracles. He is a giant of a man but his heart is larger than his body. He is my sister, Shirley's, son.

On Mother's Day weekend 2010 we were having a gathering in honor of our mother for her 90th birthday and of course, Mother's Day which was to be on Sunday. Our brother, Jim, and his wife, Shirley, were coming in from Roanoke, Va. We were having dinner at Shirley's home on Saturday with the family then unbeknownst  to Mom, there was a big party planned for the following day with extended family and friends. 

Len and I were halfway to Shirley's when she called and she said, "Carolyn, there has been a change of plans. Something has happened to Keith. Can you go to the house and take care of things there, Jim and Shirley will be there soon". She is always thinking of someone else and I don't know how in the world she kept as calm as she did. She had just seen her son in a heap on the floor being worked on by the life squad.

Keith had gone down in his home and the life squad was rushing him to Bethesda North Hospital. At that point she couldn't even explain how bad things were. Did she need for me to come to the hospital with her-No, she needed me to go to the house, Larry, her husband would need someone there also even though his nurse was there with him. 

Jim and Shirley arrived, the news kept getting worse about Keith and someone had to go get Mom and tell her-I had to go tell her that her grandson was critical. As Len and I drove to get her, Shirley called, worse news, she had just found her daughter-in-law crumpled on the floor, they had told her Keith probably wouldn't make it. I made it in Mom's door and went down at her knees, finally was coherent enough that she could understand what was going on. We took her to Shirley's, the family was gathering. 

Updates on Keith were not good-he had to be resuscitated on the operating table-surgery is continuing-still in surgery-had to be resuscitated again-this went on for hours. Every time a call came in we gathered in prayer circled in that living room. If he made it through the night, he might live. 

Keith's esophagus and stomach had ruptured spilling the contents throughout his body and that was a big body. He is 6'8" and at the time weighed about 380 lbs.

Yes, Keith is another of our miracles, he told the doctors in the ER that they had to save him, he had his four children he had to live for. 

On Mother's Day we were together again with our original plans since so many were coming for Mom's surprise party but Keith was still our main focus. Thinking about him this morning, the video taken that day came to mind. Of course, none of Shirley's family were there so it seemed half our family was missing. They were all at the hospital for Keith except his dad who has had strokes and was at home in the care of his nurse. 

it is a miracle that he lived initially through the rupture of his stomach
it is a miracle they could get him to the hospital
it is a miracle that a team of the best surgeons in Cincinnati were gathered at the hospital at the time Keith was brought in-on a Saturday
it is a miracle he could be resuscitated at least 3 times during surgery
it is a miracle he lived through the night, then the next day and the next and the next
it is a miracle that instead of being in ICU for 5 to 6 weeks as predicted by the doctors  that Shirley brought him home in 2 weeks.

He has seen his daughters graduate high school and  going to college and now his boys are getting ready to finish school. 

He is able to work but it isn't a cake walk for Keith. He has digestive problems, has to watch everything he eats, his business is not as it was but we are grateful, yes, we are grateful.  

Here he is now with wife, Pam

 their children-Kyle, Alysha, Gracen, Kenny

 Keith, Pam and boys, Kenny & Kyle

Shirley with Kenny & Kyle

 Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen
Heb 11:1 

We thank God for His care and keeping. When one is on my mind as Keith was this morning, I have to share.

May God bless and keep you and all yours
Carolyn Wainscott

Wednesday, March 18, 2015


Niece, Debbie, asked me to transfer some vhs tapes to DVD a couple of months ago of her twin girls when they were born.

On my mind sense looking at the tapes as they were transferring were the miracles that were captured and how great it was to be able to see after 15 years how great God is. 

Debbie and her husband, Chris, had to wait 8 years before they became pregnant with their first child. Several months into the pregnancy they were told the baby would not survive but the pregnancy continued for over 3 months.

Baby boy, Ross, lived only 5 hours. That was Spring, 1999. 

Several months later Debbie and Chris found that they would be having another baby and wonder of all wonders, there were two. Complications put Debbie in the hospital 3 months before the due date to keep an eye on the babies then a early delivery had to be done because one of the baby girls was in jeopardy. She was receiving no nourishment and when she was born the umbilical cord literally fell away. 

July 6, 2000-Summer and Sierra came into this world. Sierra weighed 2 lbs. Summer weighed in at a hefty 3+ lbs. 

and here they all are on a recent vacation-Chris, Sierra, Debbie, Summer

The girls will be 15 years old on July 6. They are two of this family's miracles that we thank God for. 

 Giving thanks always for all things unto God and the Father in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ;
Eph 5:20 

May God bless and keep you and all yours
Carolyn Wainscott

Tuesday, March 17, 2015

LORD, when saw we thee a stranger?

35 For I was an hungred, and ye gave me meat: I was thirsty, and ye gave me drink: I was a stranger, and ye took me in: 36 Naked, and ye clothed me: I was sick, and ye visited me: I was in prison, and ye came unto me. 37 Then shall the righteous answer him, saying, Lord, when saw we thee an hungred, and fed thee? or thirsty, and gave thee drink? 38  saw we thee a stranger, and took thee in? or naked, and clothed thee? 39  saw we thee sick, or in prison, and came unto thee? 

Yesterday many hearts were touched by a request on one of my online craft sites. A young mother asked for a remembrance to be made of her baby girl she had lost prematurely and she had included photos she would like used. The baby's  name is Harper Lynn. She weighed 14 ozs. and was 10 inches long.  She lives in Oregon. I'm sure the responses came from all over the U.S.

There was a great response including condolences for her loss including my own and still today responses are being posted. In fact, I just checked the request, someone had asked for the baby's name, etc. and they were just posted so have included them.  

Artists and crafters offered paintings, drawings, jewelry, quilts, pillows, sketches-many at no cost. Several shared their own experience of losing their own child.   

This outpouring online to a complete stranger sure beats the continual, heartless news that bombards us daily. 

Watching this generosity yesterday unfold also prompts me to write of other circumstances I have watched via online requests on a local yard sale site that I had the thought of sharing but hadn't gotten around to it. 

During one of our snowstorms, a young [my perception] woman, asked for someone to come get her out of a snow bank, she had no money so couldn't call a tow truck. Several people jumped in with suggestions for her to call but one young [I know, I saw his photo]  man  immediately responded and went to pull her out. A complete stranger-that is wonderful. Several commended him but he just said he was trying to be a good example for his daughter. His facebook page shows him with his daughter. What better example could she have?

Requests for enough formula for their baby to last until some could be purchased on payday, immediate help with a move, a young single mother's need for housing for her and her children, job requests-have all been responded to positively. 

Oh, there were negative responses such as "how did you get in that condition to begin with" but overall strangers stepped in.    

40 And the King shall answer and say unto them, Verily I say unto you, Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me.
Matt 25:34-40

May God bless and keep you and all yours
Carolyn Wainscott

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