Did you hear what I heard?
I was puzzled the first time I heard the song: “Jesus use me, oh Lord don’t abuse me,” of course I found out that the real words were “Oh Lord, … Continue reading Did you hear what I heard?
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I was puzzled the first time I heard the song: “Jesus use me, oh Lord don’t abuse me,” of course I found out that the real words were “Oh Lord, … Continue reading Did you hear what I heard?
This morning as I had my morning coffee, I was scrolling through my Facebook posts and one caught my eye, the story was familiar to me… someone was comparing life … Continue reading Life is like a Ferris Wheel
I have written about being “God’s cornbread pan“, (and may bring that one back out again soon,) which is good because I take great care of my cornbread pan, I … Continue reading Swiss Army Knife or my old Cornbread Pan?
A few years ago I was in the kitchen cooking, preparing supper for 10 people when I heard an exclamation from my young grandson saying, “Oh NO, I spilled my … Continue reading I’m sorry
My birthday is running fast trying to catch me and will do just that on December 25! Aging happens to us all, and what is the alternative? Death! When we are … Continue reading Old and cranky or Mature and wise?
I was reminded of the lyrics of this song this morning when I had a call from someone who had deeply hurt me. The apology was unnecessary, forgiveness was given … Continue reading If I Could
A funny thought was presented to me this morning when I was discussing giving honor to whom honor is due with my cousin, Duane. We were having a rollicking talk … Continue reading Honored person, shameful deeds
I can’t change what happened yesterday no matter how hard I try, nor can I change what happened five minutes ago, the only thing I have control over is the … Continue reading on changing history, are you?
The bigger your faith grows, the smaller your giants look! There are things in our life that need to be tackled and thrown to the ground, but from a natural … Continue reading things look smaller from up here…
There are three types of love, and I know that I have expounded on them before but as it seems there is a great lack of love right now in … Continue reading the choice is yours to make…
Why was he called Colonel Rawbutt? Because he rode 500 miles in the desert on his horse bareback. Yeah it was a joke in elementary school, grammar school, lower school … Continue reading Colonel Rawbutt is getting off the horse!
I was driving, looking at the awesome clouds wishing my dad were sitting on the scooter behind me in the handicap van so that I could see him in the … Continue reading It’s behind me…isn’t it?