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: Thanksgiving
Too busy to write, Too busy to read. Just taking a look Here and there. Grabbing bites; Settling fights. Who is right? Late into night. Playing old games; Learning new names. Meeting new folks; Telling old jokes. “Come on in, … Continue reading
My 82nd Thanksgiving and I ponder. Is there still a place for me? I wonder. There are still new roses in spite of the freeze: From the north comes a cold biting breeze. Small child gives me a gift … Continue reading