Monthly Archives: January 2016
I’M GLAD I DID NOT DIE
completion of quote above – “indescribable peace – Angels.” ————- (This is a third post about death following “Rumor or Truth” and “Death Happens.”) In order to understand the circumstances that led me to the event I am about to … Continue reading
DEATH HAPPENS
Where is Jesus? Luke, among others, says he is in heaven (Luke 24:51). Someday he promises to take us where he is. I am not writing this as a person of great theological knowledge who has all the answers. I … Continue reading
RUMOR OR TRUTH?
I’ve accepted the Three Day Quote Challenge issued to me by Shilpa https://iamabloggertoo.wordpress.com/2016/01/28/three-day-quote-challenge-day-2/ Shilpa’s blog indicates a high degree of expertise in both technique and content. I recommend that you go to her menu and select “childhood,” and read the … Continue reading
PASSING YEARS
The years have turned to decades; The decades, to scores. Age can bind the body But still love’s spirit soars. I’ve loved Him since I was but a child. He’s my friend when the storms are wild. When forsaken … Continue reading
HANG ON TO A GO-GETTER!
So you are the new kid in the air! Let me tell you about getting in the mix. Take a university course. It will help you find a group of people who you can identify with right away because of … Continue reading
AWARDS UPDATE
Giving thanks to some wonderful blogging friends for awards passed my way. Sometime before Christmas the Sunshine Blogger Award was passed to me. It is with apologies that I am just now acknowledging it. I received that award from my … Continue reading
BITTERSWEET
Pastime of old age Watching old styles become new Feeling bittersweet. ************* Written for ronovan’s haiku challenge using words “style” and “fresh” https://ronovanwrites.wordpress.com/2016/01/18/ronovanwrites-weekly-haiku-poetry-prompt-challenge-80-stylefresh/
ROTE TO RIOT
Perhaps I’m exaggerating by using “riot” as the opposite of rote, but from my observations, not by much. Two illustrations from my educational experience: In high school, I was called a DAR meaning a Darn Average Raiser. I liked to … Continue reading
LESSON FROM THE ROSE
A rose grew by the garden path, A child took a sniff, ran away with a laugh. A short time later, a man walked by, Smelled the rose and made a pleasant sigh. Now, I’ll ask a question, if … Continue reading
MAGIC’S END
Oh the magic of it all, Girls, petite, and gentlemen, tall; Moonlight, music and skinny dips Sparkling eyes and inviting lips. But alas! ‘Twas a short spell. Don’t bawl!
Sweet aroma 