MEET GREAT-GRANDMOTHER, VICKY

Posted on May 13, 2023 by oneta hayes

Great-grandmothers did not exist looking like this in my day, past or present.  😀  Did I say that right?  Great grandmother?  Yes, but she got a little boost, maybe three years by a grandson who came into her family from a different parentage.

Vicky has been here at my house the last two days because of my health issues.  This was in spite of the fact that she has a daughter who is getting married two weeks from today.  Thanks, Vicky.

Vicky’s number one mom went on to Heaven without us a few years ago.

I have been pretty important to Vicky for nearly 45 years.  She and Carl married 44 years ago.  I was a big “cupid” during her teen years.  Yeah, I was all in.  I’ve mentioned the crooked tree and campmeetings in previous posts.  One of those years, I told Vicky this  was going to be the year he will propose to you.  Guess what?  I was right.

She definitely had other choices and she made our hearts skip a beat or two when it looked like she was not going to be so easy to catch, but God knows how to guide his kids.  Fortunately she stayed on His path.

I am also blessed with a second DNL by name of Renee.  She is a dilly also, but she did not enter my life so many years ago.  Also she has been spending a lot of time and work with her mother who has medical issues.  I will miss her this Mother’s Day, but it is good that she can be with her mother.

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THUMTIMES THOUROUGHLY THERIOUS THURSDAY THOUGHTS, THUMTIMES NOT

Posted on May 11, 2023 by oneta hayes

I haven’t been out and about Word Press and Blogger land very much regularly.  Being stressed with some health issues.  Nothing all that different from where I was ten years ago.

  1.  Have to clear my head and rejoice that I am living, not dead.
  2. Often when I clear my head, it really clears out.  Nothing to blog about from a cleared empty head.
  3. Had a great outing to the far side of my yard yesterday.  Surprising how wonderful spring is.  Didn’t seem to matter that I was stressed.  Those Blue Jays and Cardinals just kept doing their thing.  So relaxing.  I un-stressed.
  4. I sat out nearby where Roger was working on a car.  It’s still on the jack, but the situation is not dire.  Don’t need the car right now anyway.  I have another one.
  5. My ‘nother one is working fine.
  6. I was reminded that it will be ten years the end of June when I had the “near-death” experience.  At that time I claimed “Hezekiah’s” gift of fifteen years.  That I am trusting God for.
  7.  Roger says that is longer than it will be before Jesus returns for us.  I’d be right happy to go with him along with all my friends who are trusting in Jesus for their salvation.
  8. He said, “I go to prepare a place for you and if I go, I will come again to receive you unto myself that where I am, there you may be also.  In my Father’s house are many mansions.  If it were not so, I would have told you….
  9. I love that “I would have told you…”  He tells us what we need to know, no lie!  He does not deal in disinformation or misinformation.
  10. Indeed our country is awash with troublesome times, but experience has shown me, and my theology backs me up, that there are more people brought to Jesus through needy times than through wealthy times.
  11. I guess Biden and his helpers have contributed their part for that need.
  12. There’s my Thursday Thoughts, some therious, some not so therious.  😀

ALL HAIL THE POWER IN JESUS’ NAME

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MONDAY MOURN, MAY 8, 2023

Posted on May 8, 2023 by oneta hayes

Fifty-seven percent of high schoolers believe there are two genders.  When this headline drifted by on TV the other day, I remarked that that would mean 43% believe in more, less, or mixed up something.  I didn’t believe it.  And I still have strong doubts.  But I am tending to believe that there are that many adults who for some reason want to promote that as truth.

Why?  I guess the old axiom might be true.  Just follow the money.

Puberty is a rough time for many, maybe even most, children.  Nobody understands me;  I’m ugly; I’m too tired.  (Sounds like me at eighty-nine.  :D)

In steps Mr/Ms/Mrs Merchandiser.  Let’s do uni-sex garbs which will be purchased by both genders, and, while we at it, let’s go for a third gender.  Keep this open for discussion. Mr. Merchandiser needs to appoint a committee to see what we might do for diverse groups, like ethnic, maybe,

Right in step, are the Pharmaceuticals.  A good time to get girls started on birth control.  Those months bloating and menstrual pains can get them hooked.  Ah, Planned Parenthood can claim some support there.  Good money source.  We can sell the boys on steroids to help build those muscles faster.

Let’s not forget the media.  The weirder the headlines, the more the readers/listeners.

Social media.  Off the wall comedians.  Devils in  business suits.  Devils in rags.

There are even some who want to hit bottom so they will have a great testimony of a victorious comeback.  Mentors who drag their evil days along with them.

Then sad to say, I’ll add to this “follow the money” list, the category of parents.  Yes, parents who believe making more money will help them raise happier children!  Who show their love by bringing home a different kind of icy, cookie, or a energy giving thirst buster.  And an appointment with a doctor who might look into whether the child is gender diverse.  Maybe that is the problem.

Top it all off with new hand held cells with their never ending game supply.

Add to all that a education system that quits giving opportunity for academic awards.  Even to universities who don’t give scholarships based academic success.  I sure don’t know who pays for that kind of garbage except of course, the federal government.  The kind of government run by those who want to pay off student debt!  Just come on in and kill a year or two of your life.  We’ll settle the debt for you!

Oh, my, I do mourn this Monday Morn.

 

 

 

 

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THE CALL

Posted on May 7, 2023 by oneta hayes

My SoCS post Saturday was on a topic prompt by Linda G. Hill, a childhood song.  My response was basically about nursery rhymes and other secular types of songs.

However, the songs that really fed into my life were adult church songs as well as SS songs from the generation of my sons.  One of those I want to share today.

It was a song being sung in my little church of perhaps 70/80 people.  There was a children’s choir who came from their SS classes, walked to the stage, and sang an opening song.

Sometime in the early sixties, they were singing.  Carl was tallest and probably the eldest of the group.  His tender heart was touched as he sang:

He showed me his hands that were marred for my sinning; He showed me his feet that were nailed to a tree.  I then saw his brow and his sides deeply wounded.  And now I love Jesus and Jesus loves me.

I felt awesome anointing and satisfaction when about ten years later, he said he was called to preach.  He was already into capable and anointed singing which he has continued the last fifty years or so.  He used that talent well during years of hospice ministry.  He uses it now.  I  got a call from him a couple hours ago.  Coming up to sing for his mom.  She doesn’t even give tips.  I mean no money tips.  😀

I will never forget the morning I saw the hand of God land on him.

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SoCS, Linda G. Hill https://lindaghill.com/

 

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CHILDREN’S SONGS

Posted on May 6, 2023 by oneta hayes

From Linda’s prompt: Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “a song from your childhood.” Think of a song from your childhood and just write. Have fun!   Tag:  SoCS  

To you young folks who were born listening to “The Little Engine Who Could,” this topic is hard for me.  I can’t remember kids songs.  Yes, I’m that old.  Upon a bit of research, I find that most of that genre were made up of setting music to nursery rhymes, such as Mary Had a Little Lamb.

The Teddy Bears Picnic came in early -1932.  I wonder whether it had political “triggers;” I guess not.  Just a useless thought through my head and out my fingertips.  😀  Thinking Teddy Roosevelt.  He was twenty years before that.

Since I am on political “triggers” I will wander off into more recent unrest over the cute little Zippity Doh Dah.  I understand it is not politically correct now because of it’s connection to the Songs of the South.  I don’t know what punctuation mark to use; all of them suit me,  ! . ?

I just checked Ole King Cole online.  WOW! He has been around more than three hundred years.  Don’t know when he was set to music.  But his fiddlers did a mighty fine job.  😀

I’m not going into the sixties much but that is where my sons were.  I remember one favorite was Run, Rabbit, Run.  A shortened version which we sang was:

Run, Rabbit, Run, Rabbit, run, run, run; Here comes a farmer with his gun, gun, gun;  He’ll get by, without his rabbit pie; so run, rabbit, run rabbit, run, run, run.

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ACKNOWLEDGE YOUR LIMITS

Posted on May 5, 2023 by oneta hayes

Two geese, Konk and Honk,  had taken up residency in Nelly’s front yard.  Hummingbirds were happy across the street with the Lacrete family.  They were exciting  little creatures with the ability to lift off like helicopters.

The ruckus started when Nelly put out hummingbird feeders.

“What’s that?” Honk asked Konk.

“Don’t know but it must be good.  Let’s check it out.”

Wings have flapped for four hours now, still no helicopter effect.

“Hey, Honk, maybe we need to look for grubs in the grass and let the honeyed water pass.”

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PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson

Thank, Rochelle, for hosting this creative picture prompt, a challenge to write a complete story in one hundred words.  Hop over to Rochelle’s and see how others respond to this picture.  😀 https://rochellewisoff.com/

 

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TUESDAY TEASER: TRUTH?  DISINFORMATION? MISINFORMATION? LIES?

Posted on May 2, 2023 by oneta hayes

DO YOU HAVE A PERSONAL

EXPERIENCE OR PREFERENCE

PICK A TOPIC AND WRITE A BLOG.

LINK ME SO I CAN FIND YOU.

LET’S TALK ABOUT IT, maybe truth will come out

ROYAL DECREE, no questions, pleeeese

DEBATE PANELS, three experts, three peons

LET’S DISCUSS IT, but we must have a leader

HOW ABOUT A PANEL DISCUSSION, too eggheaded

SMALL GROUP DISCUSSION, the view, three against one

THE INTERVIEW,  ooooh, we find out a secret

BRAINSTORMING, 1960ish

WE NEED TO HAVE A CONVERSATION, these folks are woke

THE LANGUAGES OF LOVE, oops, now it’s about money

CARRYING SIGNS, are we for or against

THE SANDWICH SIGN, like the Bible Man, heaven or hell

THINK STRONGLY ENOUGH, oooo, ooooo, feel the vibes

PINS IN VODOO DOLLS, that sends a message

AMEN, BROTHER, PREACH IT, passion, show ‘em you care

TEXT, I didn’t read it, must have been one of the kids

PUT IT ON SOCIAL MEDIA, I did but I can’t find it

LET’S TALK ABOUT THIS, you know, face to face, eye to eye

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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MONDAY MOORING, “I’VE GOT YOU COVERED”

Posted on May 1, 2023 by oneta hayes

WHEN JESUS SAID, “IT IS FINISHED, HE MEANT HE HAD ADCHIEVED THE VICTORY FOR ALL OUR NEEDS.”

THINK OF IT AS MEANING “I’VE GOT YOU COVERED.”  JOHN WAYNE LINGO FOR SAYING, GO OUT AND SLAY THOSE KILLERS, I’M STAYING RIGHT HERE WITH A TRIGGER-HAPPY FINGER.  I’LL SHOOT THOSE BULLETS RIGHT OUT OF THE BLUE!

MAYBE I AM OVERDOING THE ANALOGY A LITTLE BIT.  JUST CHANGE JOHN WAYNE TO JESUS, CHANGE THE KILLERS TO THE DEVIL AND HIS IMPS, CHANGE THE BULLETS TO A SWORD. REMEMBER THAT THE SWORD IS THE WORD OF GOD.

NOW AM I GETTING CLOSER TO GOD-SPEAK.  THROW SOME SCRIPTURE AT THOSE FIREY DARTS AND WATCH THEM WHIMPER.

MOORING.  “SOMETHING TO HOOK OUR ANCHOR TO.”

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SOCS, JOHNNY FRY

Posted on April 29, 2023 by oneta hayes

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 Toastmaster’s in November, 2018. Another chapter of my life being laid aside.

Then I saw that Linda G. Hill suggested “yes” used in any form as a prompt for today’s SOCS. Yes, my solution! Use “yesteryear” as a prompt. So I present excerpts from my yesteryear’s speech.

Johnny Fry quickly gained a reputation for never failing to deliver the mail, regardless of weather or danger, and as a fast rider averaging a speed of 12.5 miles an hour including all tops. Local lore says that the donut was invented as a cake for Fry to eat while speeding by young girl’s homes near Troy, Kansas.

Pony Express ended in 1861. Fry then worked with the Union Army as a messenger and scout. In October , 1863, he was ttacked and killed by Confederate guerrillas in a hand-to-hand fight, during which he killed five of his assailants. He is buried in Baxter Springs, Kansas.

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At this point my “consciousness” is leading me to the unofficial creed of today’s mail carrier: “Neither snow nor rain nor heat nor gloom of night stays these couriers from the swift completion of their appointed rounds”

 

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EVEN I COULD DO IT

Posted on April 25, 2023 by oneta hayes

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 in order to step up on the curb and hold up a poster.  Someone needs to volunteer to stand behind me to catch my fall.  I’d have a reporter checking me out real quick.”  We laughed.

Since then I have thought more seriously about the need for local involvement in the political process.  I am just a door step away from the Zuckerman vote buyer.  But here are some things even I could do.

  1. I could drag myself out to town council meetings, meet the mayor who is quite important in our town. He/she would remember me—the woman with the thing in her nose.
  2. I met a mayor at Toastmaster’s one time. I know a leader among the TM group.  I would be welcomed.  Luke would probably even pick me up and take me home.
  3. I could volunteer in some way, licking envelopes all day would only add a few hundred calories to my day. Maybe they would be self sticking.  Nice!
  4. I could invite local nominees to my house to meet my family. A chance at four votes.
  5. I have a prime corner lot to post election signs.
  6. I have able-bodied Christian male friends would be glad to put up posters if they had someone who would keep them informed of the need. Hey, Sammy even!
  7. I could check out needs at the Birth Center. More able to afford formula and diapers now than I could when my first baby was born.
  8. I could sit on my walker in the next Right to Life call for people to hold posters at the curb.
  9. I could sponsor a brunch for a Republican nominee and my women’s group from the church. I would lose every spark I might have had for the rest of the day, but when they all go home, all I need to do is sleep.  Four hours of rest would insure that I am awake in time to eat again.

 

 

 

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