Another Lord’s Day! Of course, every day belongs to the Lord but it is most often on Sundays (and sometimes Saturdays and Saturday nights) that Christians around the world go to church to celebrate our Saviour. In long ago Etta Bend, there was no church but there was the schoolhouse. People went to the school […]
Feb 22, 2014
Comfort and Quilts
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Yesterday I wrote about my thoughts being a potpourri, a mixture of this and that. The day turned out to be that way too. The good far out-weighed the bad and the bad wasn’t all that bad; I took a tumble but the good part was, I sprang right up with no assistance, I didn’t […]
Feb 21, 2014
Potpourri, Hodgepodge, Patchwork
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I’ve always liked that French word Potpourri. It sounds lovely, like the mixed fragrances of dried flower petals it represents. However, “hodgepodge” and “patchwork” mean about the same thing. My thoughts this morning are a mixture, a patchwork quilt of jumping from one subject to the next. You are invited to share them. The wind […]
Feb 20, 2014
A Dab of Yellow Sunshine
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The wind is roaring in the treetops this morning. I don’t know if I’ve told you this, but I do not like to hear the wind. Also, the temperature is warm and we have a 40% chance for rain. That must mean that spring is near and it’s time to start being on alert for tornado […]
Feb 19, 2014
Reflections of Eden
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This morning as I sit here with my cup of coffee, long before daylight, looking out at the dark street, porch lights or solar lights glowing here and there, I think about the comfort of light in darkness, a cup of hot coffee to start the day, and I think about how we humans try […]
Feb 18, 2014
In the Wee, Small Hours of the Morning
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Do you ever wake up in the wee, small hours of the morning, and find thoughts running through your head that wouldn’t be there any other time of the day? It’s as if in the busyness of daylight hours, my mind is full of the activities or worries or demands of the day, but in […]
