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...
Sweet aroma 
Very powerful
Thanks, Julie. I hoped my point was not to vague. But it brings me to tears. Why the cruelty to our precious Lamb! If they wanted Jesus dead, why not just kill him? I still cry. The only answer I can see is the spilled blood for my sins and the beating for my healing.
It is a painful wonder Oneta— one that also brings me to tears— and what is even more painful, so many still don’t care to grasp the magnitude
True.
Powerfully written. Like Julie above this is the tragedy of the world we live in. So many simply do not know that their SINS all of them can be taken if they only surrender to Christ and the shed blood of the innocent Lamb of God who came to take the sins of the WHOLE WORLD. (At a dreadful price of suffering) freely given by His Grace for us. What a lot to think about. Thank you for writing.
How are you doing Oneta?
I feel your pain and the hypocrisy of sacrificing “the perfect lamb” to appease God. Does God really want the sacrifice of the perfect lamb? I don’t know but I admire your strong belief.
Alas, my sins will never be washed as I refuse to surrender. But no worries, the bearded old guy told me wherever I am going, I am going to be OK as it won’t matter any more 😂.
Hope you are keeping well and busy.