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: August 2016
Po’ Grandma ‘Neta Sitting in a seat – a Staring at computa Doing something but don’t know what! Missin’ friends in cyberland Has nice instrument at hand But just cannot understand Wants to blog but don’t know how! … Continue reading
Each time I sing The Solid Rock, Edward Mote, 1797-1874, I consider the meaning of the word “frame” as he used it. “My hope is built on nothing less, Than Jesus’ blood and righteousness, I dare not trust the sweetest frame, … Continue reading
Favored (Nineteen)50’s – Flirting, Finding, Falling, Fulfilling Fantasy Fluent Fifty – Looking like a Fox News Anchor :D, Bills paid, Top of Career, House built, Kids independent! (Okay, I was lying about looking like a Fox lady.) Fabulous Feat, 50th … Continue reading
Letter written to my grand-son. Just spoofing common core a bit! If you like common core, handle me with grace and forgiveness. 😀 If you don’t like it, have a laugh! Dan Hayes, surely you would not question my being … Continue reading
Dear Blogging Friends, I am feeling pretty good about my progress in reading my e-mails today. I had to add comments and likes just because I wanted to and because I “liked.” Basically I am getting everybody read at least … Continue reading
I have been touched today by a scripture I read this morning. Jeremiah 48:36, God speaking, “So my heart sounds for Moab like flutes, and My heart sounds for the men of Qir Heres like flutes. Therefore the wealth they … Continue reading
As I was driving south on Penn Ave. I noticed a woman walking south. My gut reaction was that she looked so tired. I wondered where she was going and it crossed my mind that I might be able to help. … Continue reading
and some not so important. First the important: Seein’ as how my last post was a whole week ago, you must surely have read it by now, so this is a very timely addendum (addition?, PS?) to that blog in … Continue reading