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 2017
Why do I come? Why do I continue to sit with you. Why did I spend time with you every day although you did not know me or know that I was there? Then you were bound to the bed, now bound … Continue reading
https://mcguffysreader.blogspot.com/2017/04/friendly-fill-ins-week-50.html *** Here are the fill-ins: 1. The most interesting museum I have been to is _____________. I do not travel very much. But I live in the city which is home of the Oklahoma City National Memorial & Museum. … Continue reading
Look what has been added to my family. I’ve had the guy a long time. So by process of elimination…you got it! I’ve got a new daughter (in-law). She is a wonder. Roger finally found a girl good enough to … Continue reading
Stoic through battles Finally achieved true peace Wept tears of relief. Haiku using “peace” and “tear” https://www.edwinasepisodes.com/collens-weekly-poetry-challenge-31-peace-tear/ Image: Pixabay
I LOVE SINGING; I LOVE SONGS! Let the music begin … “A B C D E F G …WXYZ” “With a oink, oink, here, and an oink, oink, there…everywhere an oink, oink” “one little, two little, three little Indians” “Obadiah, … Continue reading
Sometime ago I was reading the “red letter” edition of the Bible and giving particular attention to the words of Jesus, trying to focus on what he might be saying to me. Matthew Chapters 1 and 2, I passed with … Continue reading
“Won’t you sit down and rest a spell,” invited my mom. My guilty conscience magnified the pleading in her voice. “Mom, I would love to, but I’m so busy,” “That’s the reason you should rest a spell,” she observed quite … Continue reading
…READING AND ‘RITING, AND ‘RITHMETIC, TAUGHT TO THE TUNE OF A HICKORY STICK…The drawing above is one my mother drew, a one-room school house on the prairie. Mom went to school there in the 1920’s; I went there 1945-46, I … Continue reading
Rue the beautiful who lose their cherished treasure to the curse of man. ************ photo: commons.wikiedia.org https://ronovanwrites.wordpress.com/2017/04/17/ronovanwrites-weekly-haiku-poetry-prompt-challenge-145-beautifulcurse/