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 2023
SOCS, JOHNNY FRY
I’ve been working on my clean-ups and throw-aways. It was with reluctance that I was about to toss my “Johnny Fry – First Rider of the Pony Express” material. For one thing it was the last speech I presented to … Continue reading
Posted in #SoCS, Pony Express, Uncategorized
Tagged human interest, Johnny Fry, Linda G. Hill, mail carriers, Pony Express, SoCS
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EVEN I COULD DO IT
There was some kind of protest taking place here in Oklahoma City a few days/weeks ago. I jokingly said to my husband, “I should go down there with my oxygen tank and my walker, prop myself on the car hood … Continue reading
Posted in patriotism, politics, Uncategorized
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MONDAY MOURN – COLLINS AND MURKOWSKI
I’ll call him Ben; that seems like a fine name. Ben’s walk was brisk but somewhat awkward, as he entered the doctor’s waiting room. He had a disabled right arm. “At the time his mother was carrying him, I bet … Continue reading
Posted in abortion, covid mandates, politics, Uncategorized
Tagged abortion, disability, Lisa Murkowski, monday mourn, politica correctness, politicians, Susan Collins
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YOU’LL BE A MAN OF GOD SOME DAY, part two
His little sister was my granddaughter who shared visitation time with her daddy at my house. So I would see Matt occasionally after he became a teenager. We sat in the car talking one time. He had a daughter by … Continue reading
Posted in prison, Uncategorized
Tagged childhood, divorce, family, matt, prison, prisoner, prodigal
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YOU’LL BE A MAN OF GOD SOME DAY, part one
I knew him; I loved him He first came to me via of a marriage. We celebrated his third birthday with him. That was a few months after I first saw him. His mother rented a room from us. I … Continue reading
THE GUY WHO JUST RAN THROUGH
The guys or girls who run through our lives but live in the shadows that we understand little of. We do know they don’t like sunshine; they don’t like accountability; they don’t like submitting to authority at any level. They … Continue reading
Posted in prodigal, sin, Uncategorized
Tagged broken hearts, family, grandparents, grief, Heavenly Father, prison, prisoner, prodigal, rebellion, sin, sinners, victims
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MONOLITHS
Stream of Consciousness Saturday, Linda G. Hill suggests we use any word that begins “mono.” Monopoly? Monogamous? No, I am going with a word I recognize in reading, It is fairly common, but I don’t think I use it in … Continue reading
LIVING IN AN “INSTANT’ WORLD
We had been told the “big man” will be coming. Not just sure the exact time, but he wants everybody here and waiting when he arrives. There will be signs that he is getting closer. Mostly some folks will … Continue reading
Posted in Friday Fictioneers, Uncategorized
Tagged Friday Fictioneers, Rochelle's picture prompt
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I’M TESTING THE WATERS. I SUPPORT PRESIDENT TRUMP.
I’M TESTING THE WATERS, LIVING DANGEROUSLY. EXAMPLE. I cut the tag off an electric cord; since I didn’t get electrocuted, I went in and cut the tags off my pillows. I’m topping it off with this: I STILL SUPPORT PRESIDENT … Continue reading
Posted in government, rapture, Thursday thoughts
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THANKFUL SALUTE TO MUSTANG SENIOR CENTER
THANKS TO MUSTANG SENIOR CENTER FOR THE AFRICAN VIOLET AND CARDS Where Betty, Peggy, Sandy, and Lou Harry, Larry, Thomas, and Hugh Wave their hands in greetings to you. Neighborhood friends from near or far Welcome you from … Continue reading
Posted in friendship, Mustang Senior Center, Uncategorized
Tagged friends, growing old, neighborhood, senior citizens, senior woes
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