I want to pay tribute to wonderful people I have known, the wonderful country in which I live, the communities in which I have lived, the churches who have claimed me as their own, the God who sends shivers down my back when I really give him a portion of my time—well, maybe not shivers but tears flow easily in some of those most priceless times.
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Monthly Archives: January 2016
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
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
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
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
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
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
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/
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
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
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!