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God never said the journey would be easy…
Today is a good day. I’m watching Gunsmoke from my easy chair, Penelope napping in my lap. We’re snuggled up under a beautiful cardinal blanket, eating chocolates from a Whitman’s Sampler my children gave me for Valentine’s Day. My little heater is burning its fake logs warmly. Father Sky has sketched a wondrous overcast sky…
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As long as we have breath, we have life…
Father Sky has sketched a beautiful pale blue sky canvas today, covered in thin line clouds, brushed across the horizon pale white and translucent. One of my neighbors down the street had a huge magnolia crash on the back of his house, took a power line transformer and power lines out with it. He’s the…
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“Life ain’t always beautiful but it’s a beautiful ride…”
Back home after babysitting the grandchildren for several days. I’m blissfully tired and full of happiness. Gonna dip into my archives tonight for this day in 2023 and get back on schedule tomorrow. Thanks for reading! No porch pondering today! Winter is back with its winds! I need to batten down the hatches. The wind…
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A sketch of God’s beautifully weathered hands…
Still babysitting the grandchildren. We had to get up around four o’clock this morning and head to the basement storage room because of an emergency tornado warning. Never seen the word “emergency” on a warning but I jumped out of the bed when the phone pinged and the weather siren started blaring. I waked the…
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Prayer is the song of the heart…
“Life is not meant to be perfect but it’s meant to be spent together.” Heard that sentence on tv yesterday. I’m babysitting my grandchildren and spending time with them is so much fun. They keep me laughing, make me feel loved and special. Had a nightmare last night and my oldest grandson ran to my…
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Miracles aren’t always orchestrated loudly…
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Smile, it’s the day the Lord made…
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Joyful play within the tapestry of God’s creation…
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Buy them Whoopi cushions…
Another cool day, a few rain sprinkles sprinkled around. There are so many birds in the yard, I can hear them with the dishwasher going. The fighting finches chose the feeder outside the lady den windows for their fighting arena this afternoon. They were squabbling loudly. I had to turn up the volume on the…
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The Lord direct the steps of the godly…
