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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Category Archives: Stream of Consciousness Saturday
Where did you go, that miserable day? San Francisco, Chicago, or LA. You travel light: Your assets tight. Trying to leave your troublesome past, Looking to find peace at last. Where do YOU go to escape YOU? What refuge do … Continue reading
This blog is a bit late on Saturday for some of you, but here it will still be Saturday for several hours, so I’m in time for SoCS. With that said, I ask this question: “How do I know when … Continue reading
Max the Music Man rocked his mandolin, Toe-tappin’, hand-clappin’ grew hip again. He made music that lingers, With his fast fancy fingers Then treated his calluses with lanolin. Prompt from SoCS: use “man” either as a … Continue reading
SoCS prompt word: Long SoSC How much longer will we have to wait? How much longer before Christmas? How long before dinner? How long is the book I have to read? How long does the manuscript have to be? … Continue reading