About oneta hayes
ABOUT ME
Hello. To various folks I am Neat’nee, Mom, Grandma Neta, Gramma, Aunt Neta, Aunt Noni, Aunt Neno, and Aunt Neto (lots of varieties from little nieces and nephews). To some I’m more like “Didn’t you used to be my teacher?” or “Don’t I know you from someplace?” To you, perhaps, I am a Fellow Blogger. Not “fellow” like a male or a guy, but “fellow” like a companion or an adventurer. I would choose to be Grandma Blogger, and have you pull up a chair, my website before you, while I tell you of some days of yore. I have experienced life much differently than most of you. It was and is a good life. I hope to share nuggets of appreciation for those who have gone before me and those who come after me. By necessity you are among those who come after me and I will tell you of those who came before. Once upon a time in a little house on a prairie - oops, change that lest I commit plagiarism - and change that “house on the prairie” to “dugout on the prairie.” So my story begins...
I really appreciate this reminder. We often treat God as if “He doesn’t live here.”
You are so right. We expect him to hang around in case we need something. He does hang around with endless patience but that doesn’t mean he is at our beck and call. Thanks.
Great reminder. Only Christ rose from the dead. He is with us everywhere – even under the rubble in an earthquake. Once we surrender and ask. His Spirt……Christ in us…..the great mystery revealed Cols. 1. It is always worth reading and absorbing. All the Old Testament they knew the Spirit as a visitor. Christ died and rose from death so now He is RESIDENT in our lives. We have the choice to make HIM President (or boss) or just ‘a friend’ or talk endlessly about our salvation or consciously surrender to let him INHABIT everything.
Companionship with Jesus, spending time with him, a marvelous opportunity given to us by the Holy Spirit within