Oneta 84

I’ve been hesitant to join a “coffee share” talk because if you happened to have coffee at my house it would be because my husband made it for you.  Can I still be your friend?  He drinks it quite regularly (Re-rooted Englishman that he is.)  No hot tea unless a member of his family visits.  That doesn’t happen much any more.  But I’m drinking tea.  Sweet tea from KFC.  Terribly sweet.  I thin it with instant tea and lemon-aid.

I learned something about myself today.  The Rams/Saints NFL game was on with about 15 min left to play.  Rams was 10; Saints 20.  I did not care one whit about which team won; I don’t even know anybody who cared.   What I found was that I like to see anybody be successful.  Every play by either team, I rooted for.  I like that.  I think that shows up the teacher in me.  Might be part of the reason I “like” almost every blog I read.  I like to see people try.  Those who already have skills, good for you.  Let’s go with your honed abilities.  Those who are weak in communication skills, how much I admire your wading out into these blogging waters with all these real, even professional, writers and authors.  Read more, write more, achieve more, you’ll get better.  Why would I not “like” you.

I owe many of you an apology today.  I read very little.  I think there are bloggers who left me likes today without my getting back to you.  I will, however, get most before the night is over.

There were only five of us in my class this morning (very cold).  But we had good participation; it was well worth the time.  Isaiah 30 and 31.  God did not like it that his people were looking to Egypt for  help.  They were to seek Him for the help they needed.  How is that different, or is it different, than what our country does now when our leaders seek out “alliances” with other countries?  Stimulating question.  Does God want nations to be isolationists?  I don’t think so; it is largely a matter of motivation and attitude.  Actually God does not even want us to depend on ourselves for victory; he tells us not to look to “chariots and horses.”  Super power that we may be, it is only in as far as we depend on, acknowledge, and give thanks to our Lord God.

I have a birthday coming up Thursday.   You will be hearing more about that.  This blog is long enough for coffee share.  I’m outta here.  Sunday hugs to you all.


Thanks to Amie Writes for leading me to the link below to whom I owe this submission:


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...
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  1. my daughter-n-law is oddly a Saints fan—despite growing up and living in Georgia.
    She was sad—we all have our teams I suppose.
    Thank you for always being encouraging Oneta…

  2. pranabaxom says:

    As I read I am making ginger tea for me and my wife. Originally tea drinker(my home state Assam makes nearly a quarter of world’s tea), I start my day now a days with coffee.

  3. I’d love to have coffee with you. Or even tea! I do love my coffee, but I drink tea too! I drink heavily, tea like things, that is. 🙂

    Stay warm and don’t stress the inability to read everything. “In my Father’s house there are many mansions” and the word for “mansions” is better translated as “libraries,” like an old English study or a presidential library. So heaven is the place we go to finish all the conversations and read all the books we never got around too. Isn’t God good to us? I use to worry I’d be left on a cloud forced to play harp music. 🙂

    • oneta hayes says:

      Won’t that be a wonderful catch-up time. I don’t know how God is going to pull it off, but I do believe some of earth’s finest crafts, writings, art, etc will be in giant museums (libraries) in the heavenly realm. I see marvelous workmanship like the Amish do in quilts – surely there will be a place for that kind of thing. If he is going to refine the earth by fire and come out with all good and beautiful, I guess he can protect that kind of thing as will as his butterflies and saints. Good night and thanks for your kind words. By the way I think I will have to learn to play the harp when I get there. No automatic “I’ll know everything by magic” cop outs.

  4. Salvageable says:

    Thanks for your Sunday hug, and here’s a Monday morning holiday hug back at you. J.

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