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: April 2016
THANKS TO TEN – LIST TWO
My blogger’s heart thrives on knowing someone reads my “stuff.” It is not only that I want to be read, but I also want to interact with people who also want to interact. No better way to find them than … Continue reading
‘TWEEN GOD AND ME (Pigweeds)
In 1996, retirement and a job situation entailed a move seventeen miles from the church I had been attending for several years. I did not want to change churches but I knew I couldn’t keep up the activities … Continue reading
Posted in God speaks, inspiration
Tagged God speaks, intimacy with God, knowing God, knowing God's voice, relationship with Jesus, voice of God
14 Comments
‘TWEEN GOD AND ME – “Thank You”
Dear blogger friends and others that come to “dine with me” on occasion. I have decided to write a series of stories, factual and honest in content and intent, but amazing almost beyond belief. My intent is to tell of … Continue reading
Posted in Uncategorized
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LET’S PLAY TWENTY QUESTIONS
Are your graduation pictures black and white? Do you remember “Don’t Fence Me In” and “You Call Everybody Darling?” Did Lassie ever make you cry? Did you sing “Just a Little Talk with Jesus” in a quartette? How about “Jesus … Continue reading
Posted in aging
Tagged 1940's, 1950's, aging, change, generations, memories, mid-1900's, nostalgia, questions
36 Comments
YOUR SCARS, MY DISCIPLINE
I don’t need to see the scars for my doubts, Lord, as much as I do for my discipline. I get so lax and lazy. Even then, You reach to me. I see the hands – I see the scars, … Continue reading
Posted in Jesus, poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged Christianity, faith, inspiration, Jesus, Jesus' hands, nail prints, obedience, prayer, resurrection, scars
10 Comments
Angry Andrew
He was known as Angry Andrew; Any mistake and his temper flew. People stepped aside, Until the day he died Without a friend to bid him adieu. ————– I picked up my five and seven year old great-granddaughters for a hundred … Continue reading
Posted in education, grandmother, poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged April Fools, generations, lies, limerick, untruth, vocabulary
16 Comments