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Month: January 2019 (page 1 of 2)

Abortion – The Murder of a Precious Life!


First thing I want to say, is that abortion is wrong, at any age, at any stage, for any reason!!!!

So many people feel there is nothing wrong with having an abortion.

I can’t even imagine how they can even start to feel this way.

How can a person think that? 

Why would a person think such a horrible wicked thing?

It’s going to tear your heart out, it did mine choosing real images of precious babies being killed in such horrible despicable evil ways.

But if you are NOT PRO-LIFE, and you think there is nothing wrong with these gruesome acts, I pray this touches your heart and changes you immediately.

A fetus is a baby, a helpless little baby, that has not harmed you in any way.

Your baby would bring you joys beyond measure if you would only think of this precious baby instead of your selfish life.




I hope those images are seared into your mind and heart forever if you think abortion is okay.   



I will never understand their reasoning of taking an innocent life in such a brutal way!!

A baby is a human being from the time of conception.

God planned this special unique baby to be conceived and born exactly to the woman that is pregnant for a wonderful purpose.

He knew this precious baby long before you ever even conceived this precious little one.

He knew how many hairs would be on their little head, whether it’s a boy or girl, and everything about this precious life. The color of their little eyes, everything.

God created this special baby for a purpose and knew all about the life He had planned for this precious life, this precious baby!

And then this cold-hearted selfish woman, decides I don’t want this baby and decides to have an abortion.


Why? How can you do such a hideous thing, how?

A precious little baby to hold in your arms, sing lullabies to and rock to sleep, and love with all your heart!

A precious child to watch grow up and be that sweet little boy that adores his Mommy, and comes walking in the kitchen with little dirty hands, where he had just picked a flower for the most important person in the world to him, his Mommy?

Or maybe your baby is a girl, a sweet adorable little girl that loves you beyond words, you two laugh and have fun playing with dolls and having tea parties, that sweet little girl that wants to be like her Mommy, dressing up and playing in your pretty shoes as all little girls do.

A precious boy or girl that you get the privilege of watching grow up, listening to people talk so affectionately of your child. “Oh she has your eyes,” or “Oh look he has your smile”.

A precious child of yours that gives you lots of hugs and holds your hand, and snuggles close and says, “I Love You, Mommy!”

A precious little child that says “Mommy will you read me a bedtime story?”

A sweet little girl that watches you in the kitchen and asks “Mommy can I help you make cookies?” Then you spend time showing your little girl how to make and frost cookies, with lots of laughs and giggles.

That darling little boy of yours that is outside playing and falls and scratches his knee, and who does he come running to?

His Mommy of course, because she loves him more than anybody else in this world, and she can make everything better.

You clean and bandage his little knee, and give him a hug and kiss and all is well in his little world again.

Then as they grow up, they come to you for advice, because your Mom and Moms have all the answers, for school questions, problems with friends, their first crush, and on and on.

When they graduate school and are ready to go to college or perhaps move out on their own because you have raised them well; and they are ready to be a wonderful adult like their Mom or Dad.

Or maybe its time to plan your daughters’ wedding, and oh the joy you both share planning for that special day when she gives her heart to a wonderful man, and you gain a son in law.

Or your son brings this sweet girl home, and you just think the world of her and they marry and you gain a wonderful daughter in law.

Or the greatest joy of all, one of your grown children comes to you and says “Mom, we have some wonderful news, you’re going to be a Grandma!”


None of that will happen, will it?

You will never know the joys, the tenderness, the love of that precious baby, will you?


Because you were selfish, your career means more, you don’t have time for a baby, or its the wrong time for a baby, your not ready, or you think you can’t take care of a baby, or a baby would interfere with your fun, your life that you are enjoying, or a million other EXCUSES…. YES, EXCUSES!!!!


A baby is never ever a problem. He or she is a wonderful little baby from the very second of conception. They can move and feel and hear and wiggle their little fingers and toes, even smile while you are carrying that precious life while awaiting their birth.

Do any of you realize that by the time you have missed your period, your baby’s circulatory system and heart are already forming? Their little heart will start to beat that week, a precious beautiful sound to hear.

By the next week, his or her ears, nose and facial features are visible and their brain is developing. Week seven your baby has doubled in size and their little hands and feet are starting to take shape.

By week ten, the nervous system is functioning, organs are formed, she is moving around and her or his little nails are starting to form.

By week twelve, your baby is almost fully formed, reflexes are in motion, hands opening and closing, little toes curling, even gets the hiccups from time to time.

Fast forward a bit, the four-month stage. Your precious baby is sucking her thumb, can sense light and will turn her little face away from your tummy if you get in bright light, and oh how your precious little baby is growing.

The five-month stage 20 weeks, she or he is moving a lot, flexing their little arms and legs, has their sensory organs in place, can swallow and is sucking his or her thumb and can hear his or her Mommy’s voice. You can read or sing and they listen, it’s their Mommy’s voice, their precious Mommy is singing to them!

By week 24, her lips and eyebrows are fully formed, she can hear more and more sounds and looks like a skinny version of that beautiful baby that’s going to call you Mommy one day.

By week 28, she is practicing her breathing in and out, her or his little hair is growing (is it brown, blonde, maybe red), and she can even blink now.

By week 32, your baby is growing by leaps and bounds, bones are getting stronger, lungs are breathing better and that little brain is getting smarter and smarter as you keep talking to him or her.

By week 36, your precious baby is really growing and finishing up her final stages of bone strength and its getting very crowded in there.

And then, at last, your beautiful adorable precious baby is born and placed in your arms, and as you look into his or her little tiny face, you can’t help but cry tears of joy for that precious life, your baby, that you are holding in your arms.


So instead of holding that beautiful baby in your arms, you chose to have your baby brutally dissected piece by piece, skull smashed and tossed away like yesterdays trash, or given a shot with salt or saline to end their life, or partially birthed and stabbed; and on and on with these torturous, senseless, horrible murderous deaths.

We wouldn’t treat an animal like that, yet we kill millions of babies every single day like it’s nothing.

People deliberately do these horrible despicable unspeakable things to a precious little innocent baby. No matter the method, you gave up one of the most precious gifts in this entire world and committed murder of an innocent precious life.

A precious baby that God gave just to you, trusted you with, to love and raise to the best of your ability showering them with love and affection, teaching him or her wonderful things, and protecting them as only a Mom or Dad can.

A precious, adorable living and breathing baby that would have one day looked into your eyes, hugged your neck, kissed you on the cheek, and said…. “I LOVE YOU, MOMMY, YOUR THE BEST MOMMY EVER!”

So ladies, please rethink your decision, because that life is precious. If for some reason you really truly can not raise your baby, take the best care of yourself as you possibly can while you’re pregnant, and then after he or she is born, place that precious baby for adoption.

Do you have any idea how many millions of women would love to have a baby to raise, a child to watch grow up, to love and take care of, and enjoy being a Mom to your precious baby?

Ladies please, please, let’s stop abortion, totally and completely.

One of the first really horrible decisions we made in the last century, is allowing abortion, it seems to have started our world into a downward spiral of more and more evil and less and less of God.

Life is so precious, please stop killing innocent babies, and love them instead!!!!

I promise the rewards of your child loving you is one of the most precious things in the world!!!!!


Grandma, isn’t that one of the sweetest words? 

 There are so many wonderful names for Grandma.  Some are called Granny, Grandmother, Mammaw, Nana, and of course, Grandma, among many other wonderful names.

I hope you were blessed to have at least one Grandma in your life. 

I was very fortunate, during my life as a child, I still had two great-grandmothers, both that I thought of as Granny, and both my Grandmas’ one which I called Granny and the other Grandma.

My maternal great grandmother, I saw rarely, she lived a good distance away.  I remember her as this little bitty frail lady that dressed so pretty and was so ladylike.  I thought she was just a precious little soul.

 I can still remember going to Georgia with my Grandma to visit with her one day, she was so pretty in her pink dress, she was just my dainty little Granny.

Then there was my other maternal great grandmother, I called her Granny.  She didn’t live all that far from us, so we got to see her more often. 

The first thing I think of when I think of her was there was always food, and always sweets of some sort.  And how she kept that little tray of candy on her table where she sat; and she always had a little throw over her legs.   

In 1976, to commemorate the bicentennial year of 1776, these new coins came out that she bought and gave every one of us kids, and there was a bunch of us, one of the new bicentennial half dollars.    I hope everybody still has theirs, mine is put up and I will treasure it forever.

Both of my great-grandmothers went on home when I was in my teens.  It’s odd looking back now, I really don’t remember much about that time.  Maybe its because I really didn’t see them that much, or because they were my great grandmothers instead of my grandmothers, but never less they both went home in the seventies.

Then there’s my paternal Grandma, she was called Granny by all.   She had a sense of humor like none other, loved to laugh and one of her favorite quotes, when you were leaving, was “I’ll see you in the funny papers.”

Granny loved to sit outside, she had her green rocking chair sitting on the inside corner of the porch, she would sit out there in the mornings and brush out her beautiful long hair, braid it all and wrap it up on her head.  Always, that was Grannys way of wearing her hair forever.

And my favorite thing to do with Granny was to sit out there and listen to her tell me about the old days.  I got to spend a few days alone with her one weekend, and I’ll never forget it.  We would get up in the morning have oatmeal, then go outside on the porch for her to do her hair and just enjoy the morning.

Then in a bit, we would get a hankering for some sweet tea.  So off we would go to the kitchen.

Do yall remember those big old pickle jars, that’s what Granny made her tea in.  We’d brew up a jar full, make sure it was good and sweet, grab two glasses with ice, the jar of sweet tea and out to the porch, we would go.  Granny would sit in her chair, and I would sit there by her, passing the day in the greatest way, talk and stories of the old days and a jug of sweet tea.   Those were the days.

I also loved Church with Granny.  She had her favorite spot in Church to sit, the back row, corner against the wall.  I would often sit by her and hold the songbook as we sang.  Of course Granny knew her favorites by heart.  What were they?  “Where the roses never fade”  and “I’ll fly away” among others.  We would just sit there together and sing, listen to preaching and enjoy Church together.  I miss those days with her.

Goodness, I miss her!  Granny got sick and went home to be with the Lord during the Christmas season in the early eighties.  To this day I can’t listen to the song “Blue Christmas” without breaking down in tears, because that was one of the songs that were playing during the procession as I was driving.   Granny was a one of a kind joy!

Do I have any still living?  Yes, my maternal Grandmother.    She seems to be called different names by a bunch of us. To some, she is Mammaw, some Granny, and to some of us, she is Grandma.   I spent more time with her growing up than with any of the others. 

I couldn’t wait til Friday afternoons at 4:15.  On a lot of those Friday’s Grandma would get off work at four, and then be coming up the driveway at 4:15 to pick me up.  I was off to Grandmas, sometimes for one night but often for the weekend.

I so enjoyed time with my Grandma.  She taught me more things than anybody else in this world.  I can remember as a little girl, Grandma had an old upright piano.  She would teach me a little here and there, always out of the Church hymnal.  Our favorite was always page 57, what song is that?  Amazing Grace.

When I look back today, I think about Grandpa, bless his heart.  He would be sitting in the living room watching “The Lawrence Welk Show” and then “Hee Haw”.    But, on the other side of that living room wall, where Grandpa always sat stretched out watching his favorite tv shows was the bedroom with the piano on the exact same wall. 

And exactly where Grandma and I were every Saturday night that I got to stay there, banging on that piano and singing “Amazing Grace” at times at the top of our lungs.  I can honestly say that piano playing wasn’t perfect, goodness most of the time, not even good, oh poor Grandpa, rest his soul.

Grandma also spent a lot of time in the kitchen. I remember she had this old cabinet that had a flour bin in it.  I bet a lot of you have no idea what that even is; they are a thing of the past, for sure.   But when I was young, Grandma would give me an old pie plate, and I would get in the flour, mix it up with water, and have a heyday playing.   Those were good times! 

I learned tons of things from Grandma.   I learned about cooking, she has this big old gray cookbook, older than dirt, but we would get in there and pick out a recipe and just go for it.  And one thing Grandma always taught me was to clean as you go.  To this day, I still do.  By the time the meal is ready, everything is all cleaned up, you can sit down at the table enjoy a meal together, then wash those last few dishes, sweep the floor and all is spic and span till the next meal.

Grandma also taught me about sewing.  She loves to sew, make clothes, quilts and all sort of things.  I remember this blue purse she made me when I was a kid, I loved that purse, I don’t know whatever happened to it, but I wish I still had it today.  The ladies in the neighborhood would come to Grandma with cloth and patterns, and those words “Grace, can you make these for me?”  And of course she could, Grandma loved to sew.  I can remember days when we would just spend the entire day in her sewing room, having a blast.

She also taught me embroidery, knitting, crocheting (which I never quite got the hang of).  I could crochet a chain to stretch across the floor, but row two and turning back was a disastrous joke.  But to this day, I still attempt it from time to time.  But my Grandma, she can sit there and crochet the most beautiful doilies without even looking at it, just talking up a storm.   I have quite a few doilies she has made me through the years, in various places in the house now, and to me they are priceless.

If you have read one of my other blogs titled, “Come on in, sit a spell.”  That blog was based a lot on my Grandma.  They would often have company, and that’s what Grandma would say, “well come on in sit a spell.”  Her and my Grandpa loved to have company, I can remember she would just smile that cute grin she has when company would come up.   They all would just sit and visit and talk on and on; sometimes over Grandmas instant tea, or coffee, but oh how she loved company.

To this day when I get a chance to visit with her, which I am ashamed to say is never ever often enough, she still talks about the company she used to have, and how lonely it gets now because she spends so much time alone. 

My Grandma turns ninety this week; goodness that’s so hard to believe. 

Can you just imagine all the different things she has seen in all those years?   I can’t start to imagine, she has gone through the great depression, wars, cars being invented, televisions, telephones, microwaves, computers, and I can’t even start to imagine all the different dress and hairstyles.  You know there’s been a bunch.   

Today when we gathered for her birthday, she said she didn’t know if she would be here to see another birthday or not.  I sure hope she is.   But there is one thing I know for sure beyond the shadow of a doubt. When that day comes, Grandma is going to split Heaven wide open, as the old saying goes.  Not a doubt in my mind.

My Grandma loves the Lord, I mean really loves the Lord. One of her favorite things to do is study the Bible daily.   Grandma and I have always enjoyed our discussions about the Bible and the Lord,  that’s something we both enjoy talking about so much together;  we have since my teen years.   

 And to hear that woman pray, oh my.  When Grandma bows her head and starts to pray its as if the Angels of Heaven themselves have come and filled the room and that we are in the very presence of the Lord,  I love to hear my Grandma pray.   

I’ve heard many many people pray a lot in Church, at functions, at the dinner table, family gatherings, etc.   But let me tell you none of any of their prayers can even start to compare to my Grandma’s prayers.  You can actually feel the very presence of the Lord and that sweet sweet Spirit feel the room.

Well, I’ve talked a lot about my Grandmothers.  I so hope and pray you have been blessed with knowing and loving yours.   I feel very blessed to have had the opportunity to know my great Grandmothers and Grandmothers.    It’s truly a joy to have had them all in my life.

And on the flip side, there is nothing in this world like being a Grandma,  in my case “Nana.”   

You think you love and dote on your kids, but when those grandbabies start coming along, oh my stars the love and joy that feels your heart and the joys they bring.  I’m blessed with four grandchildren, three of which just live over the hill.  To me, there’s no greater joy than spending time with them.

My hope and prayers are that I can teach them things that they will cherish as they grow up.   That I can leave them with the same love for the Lord as my Grandma has, as I have and that I can have a wonderful influence on their lives like my Grandmothers have for me.

If you haven’t talked or visited with your Grandparents lately, pick up the phone give them a call, or even just hop in the car and go for a visit, and as Grandma would say, “Come on in, sit a spell!”   

Our Government

Our government, I’m seriously disappointed in the leaders of our country right now.

Squabbling, and bickering, and sometimes just being really ugly to the fellow members of our government.

Why can they not simply just stop and think about what the arguments and tantrums are doing to the American people?

I can remember my children as toddlers, those times they would act like spoiled little brats and throw those famous temper tantrums that children are so known for.

But folks, in my opinion, our Countries leaders are acting just as bad if not worse than a toddler throwing a tantrum.

They so need to quit pitching fits, put on their adult clothes and act like somebody.  They need to stop and think what their bickering is doing to our country and the people who live here.

We are citizens of the United States of America.  Our country was founded by people that cared about this country and its people, even the posterity to come.

They believed in God, had morals, and worked together as a group for the betterment of our this United States of America.

Am I an American citizen?  Of course, I am.  Born and bred in Tennessee, and it’s home; always has been and always will be.  So yes I am a southern girl, through and through.

I believe in God, do my best to live right in His eyes, still say yes mam and no sir, please and thank you.  Care about my neighbors, our Church family and have strong convictions and morals, and I work, have for 23 years now at the same place.

So I bet you can already guess I am a conservation Christian that votes  Republican.   Do I always agree with everything about their choices, goodness no.  Especially right now.

I think all this bickering and partial shut down of our government is ridiculous.  What point does it really prove?

I voted for Mr. Trump, I truly think he wants what’s best for America.   I don’t care for his arrogance and the way he acts so pompous some times.   But, bless his soul, maybe that will lessen in time; and he will become more humble.

What I do NOT agree with is the fight over a wall, and shutting down part of our government to prove a point, if I’m the President and I have the power to do this if I want.  To me, that’s just wrong!

It’s wrong to hurt all the people that live here, that vote, work hard, and do their best for their families and those around them.   Just so he can throw a tantrum because he is not getting his way over a wall.

Shame on you, Mr. President, causing hardship on the same American people that some voted you into office.  Bet they aren’t very happy with you now. A lot of people just aren’t.

Yes, we have bad people, evil people that commit hideous crimes, and yes a lot of the drug and sex trafficking and gangs may come from South America.   But evil is everywhere around us, just take a look here in America.  Its American citizens killing school children and Church members and our officers, among many others.  Our prisons are full of American citizens that have committed hideous crimes.  You can’t judge an entire country by a few evil people that live in it.  Think about that.  What would people say about us as Americans when you think of all the evil going on here in our own country?

And you are not supposed to cause hardship on your fellow man by saying, well I’m not getting my way, so I’m just going to shut a bunch of this down, till you all see it my way.

Good grief, Mr. President.

Everybody agrees to some extent about people coming to our country legally, yes all should.  No, it’s not like the Hispanic culture has to get off a boat like the early settlers did and go through the ports; or fly by jet in today’s world and go through airport security.  Yes, it is true that they can simply walk here.

But have you ever sat and listened to the horrors, brutality and inhumane treatment some of them go through to get here, to make a better life for their families?  Have you?  If not, maybe it’s high time you do.

But have you all stopped to think about how those that work hard, and love their families, simply want to come to America to build a better life for their families?  Just like all our ancestors did so many years ago?

Some of the hardest working people I see sometimes are the Hispanic culture.   Yes, we may provide benefits for many, yes people scream they take away our jobs.  But folks we provide benefits from people of all countries, don’t we?   And a bunch that does not deserve it!!!!

Wake up people, how many people in our country have drawn unemployment and lived off the government, simply because they do not want to work.  They would rather sit at home, play their games, talk on their free phones, run to the doctor for every little ache and pain, scream “oh how I hurt,” to receive prescription pain pills that they sell later to help them live their lifestyle of doing nothing except their addictive habits, watch television, play electronic games,  burn up social media with the free phones our government gave them and pigging out on the junk food that they purchase with the food stamps we provide for them.

I know I’m probably ruffling some feathers, and to me that is okay.  We have the right to think and believe and voice our opinions.  Our constitution made that possible.   But everything I have said is true.

America’s citizens that truly need help, our seniors, our veterans, the widows, those that are single parents and can’t make ends meet but work and try hard are the ones that suffer.  There’s something so wrong with our government when a Senior citizen is offered $ 16.00 a month for food assistance.  Really????

Yet we have all these lazy deadbeats in our country, yes I am talking about the American citizens, sitting on their rump drawing $ 500.00 and $ 600.00 dollars a month and more, plus all kinds of other assistance.

That is sooooooo very wrong!!!!

It is WRONG to shut down our government and make the American people suffer, and work without pay, oh yes, maybe there’s a promise that some of them will be paid later; but what on earth are they supposed to do in the meantime.

They have families to feed, gas to put in their cars, mortgage or rent to pay, lights and utilities to keep on, money for their kids’ school needs.   The old saying money doesn’t grow on trees is still true today.

What about our parks that are closed, it’s tax time, the IRS, its flu season, the fact that our food isn’t being inspected, our waters that are not protected, our prisons need guards that have their mind on their job completely, our air traffic control, and on and on.

How would all of you Senators and Congress folks feel, if you lost your paycheck?    If you had to worry how you are going to get to work, or pay that doctor bill, or keep the lights on in frigid temperatures, or keep food on the table?

What is good for the goose is good the gander.  I’ve heard that expression all my life.

If you want to shut down part of the government and make them work for free.  Then why don’t you open up everything again; and this time do it right.

Make the leaders, the Senators, the Congressman, the White House staff work every day without pay, not knowing when you ever will get a paycheck.

They are the ones that are supposed to have the best interest of the American people first and foremost in their mind.  But are they?

So for all you government folks, it’s time for you to put on your big girl and big boy clothes, stop acting like spoiled toddlers, get up off that floor and stop those temper tantrums, and act like adults.

We the people had enough confidence in each of you to vote you all into office.   Stop making us all regret it, and live up to your role as leaders of our country, instead of a bunch of whining babies.

Our forefathers would roll over in their graves, seeing how our government is acting this year.

Just food for thought!!!!!


Immigration?               Didn’t ALL our descendants come from other countries?

Didn’t our early ancestors come to America, fighting hunger, disease, danger and so many other things, even death?

And for what?

So they could make and have a better life for their families than they did in their home country?

Who are we to judge who has a right to come to America?

All our ancestors came from somewhere else: Europe, Asia, Germany, Russia, Africa, Italy, Greece, Ireland and on and on.

When the first settlers came, do you think the Indians were happy about that? We were plumb evil to each other for a long time.

But then as more and more people started to arrive, America started growing and prospering.

Yes, I’m sure there were some conflicts among the people, some serious and deadly conflicts along the way.

People just don’t like change. But look how far our country has come since then.

But in my opinion, we are so very very wrong to keep people from coming to America to have a better life!

Yes, no doubt there are some very wicked people amongst those that want to come to America; and not just from South America; but from all countries!

But look how many evil Americans we have here, BORN AND BRED. the rapists, murderers, drug dealers, child molesters, or all those that shot children and adults in schools and Churches, and on and on. Our prisons are overflowing with people that have done evil things.

Do we really think we are any better than the people in any other country or society?

Really folks?

Look around, watch the news, read the paper, the internet headlines.

We have a whole lot of really evil people in our own country as well.

There are good and bad people on every continent, in every country, in every city to the smallest little hometown.

But on the other hand, a lot of them are just simple folk wanting a better life for their family; just like each of our ancestors did.

And another thing, I think it is a crying shame that we call our fellow man “illegal aliens”.

Shame on each and every person that does so!

How would you like to be called that, it would hurt your feelings wouldn’t it?

Then stop saying it!!!!!

People are not flying here in ufo’s, they are not little green Martians.

They are people, plain and simple people just like all of us are.

We are all human beings, created by God, and all of us, I repeat, ALL OF US, are very precious to Him.

We all were created in HIS image, we all have a heart, soul, life, feelings, and we all were created to be equal in His eyes.


Instead of looking down our noses at others, avoiding those that are poor, homeless, mentally challenged, fat, thin, smart, dumb, dress differently, speak a different language; are different than you or me, we should treat them the way we want to be treated; the golden rule.

Do you get the point?

Stop judging and start showing kindness and compassion to others, everybody!!!

And remember we ALL had ancestors that immigrated to America for a better life, and all, I repeat ALL, should be allowed to immigrate today as well.

Don’t get me wrong.

Yes, they should do everything in their power to become a model citizen of the United States. And we should treat them as such.

Most come to simply work, and provide for their loved ones here, and to send money to their families back home.

Just go into any store on a Thursday or Friday at lunchtime when they have their paychecks from a long week of work.

The Hispanic folks are in there cashing their checks and getting money orders to send to their loved ones still living in their homeland.

People scream they have come and taken away Americas jobs. Do you all even realize how many Americans do not, and will not work.

You couldn’t get some to go to work in a pie factory and get paid just for tasting them!!!

Some folks, actually a whole bunch of American folks would rather sit in their home often provided by the government, draw checks from the government, spend their days watching tv, playing video games, eating the food the government provides in ebt, and selling their pills that they get from some of these doctors that hand them out like candy, with a me mentality.

I have actually heard a few people, American citizens, actually say. “Why should I work? I’ve got it made just like I am.”

Some folks may not like the Hispanic culture, but they seem to work a whole lot harder and do a lot more of the tough jobs than a lot of Americans, that think they don’t have to work or will not work doing hard labor.

And their culture truly believes in family, with genuine care and concern to provide for their loved ones.

Can all of us Americans say we do that?

Just saying, think on all that.

Will you?

Our Crazy Weather


Have ya’ll noticed how weird our weather is here lately?   

Last week when we were up at the cabin, there was a day that saw almost every spectrum of the weather.  Rain, snow, ice, wind, thunderstorms, clouds and sunshine, changing back and forth throughout the day and night.

 Ain’t that just completely crazy?

It seemed like it changed every few minutes.  We got out to go to breakfast and back to the cabin, just to relax; because the weather was so unpredictable. 

The cabin just seemed the best place to be that day.

It doesn’t seem anything like it was when I was growing up in the 60s and 70s,  back then you knew what to expect.    Simply the four seasons:  Spring, Summer, Winter, and Fall.   They all seemed to roll around about the right time, and that was that.

What on earth happened?

You never know how to plan things anymore, because it changes so quickly.    I think even the meteorologists struggle at times to keep up.    I don’t know about you, but I do a lot of last-minute planning nowadays.

I know some say it’s global warming, some say we’re burning up our atmosphere, some say its the earth’s changes, some blame it on the vortex, aerosol cans, pollution, the end times, and on and on.

Who really knows why?  

One thing I do know beyond a shadow of a doubt is, none of it takes God by surprise.

I remember some of the old wives tales from way back when but I never remember to follow along with them.

For instance, the wooly worm in August the blacker it is, the worse the winter will be; thick corn husks bad winter, the number of fogs in August is the number of snows in winter, the 12 days immediately after Christmas, December 25, help you to know what the next 12 months will be and on and on.  

I know a lot of folks just don’t put much stock in the old wives tales; but they worked for many generations of our ancestors, over and over again.   And most of the time they were pretty accurate but yet in today’s world, I’m just not so sure. 

The Bible says you can tell the Seasons by the bud of the trees; but bless our hearts,   I think God has changed that just a bit or we have destroyed our world on our own; which seems more probable.

Because you can’t tell the season by the buds of the tree this year.  I currently have some thrift bloomed, dogwoods budding and daffodils and tulips coming up.  Aint that just so crazy?   We all know winter isn’t over, but even Gods’ creations of nature seem confused in this day and time.

But in thinking about it all as I sit here and write, the good Lord, after all, does allow people to follow their own will and path; suffering the consequences at some point.   There’s one thing for sure this country sure doesn’t worship or even know God the way our ancestors did. 

Sometimes God just allows us to destroy our own world, our own selves when we turn from Him. 

 Just sit down and read your Bible, especially the Old Testament, time and again, people went astray,  and each time there were dire consequences.   Sometimes to the point of destroyed cities, lost crops, dead cattle, and loss of many lives, just to name a very few of the repercussions of worshiping idols and doing stupid things against Gods’ will. 

 And we all know this country as a whole sure has taken God out of the picture,  something to seriously think about.    The people have allowed abortion, took God out of the schools, fight to keep prayers from public functions, changed wholesome television and movies to just plain garbage, created all kinds of evil games that so many people are addicted to now, and on and on we go down this spiral of destruction.   

People can’t even worship free of concerns anymore, why because people consumed by Satan think it’s a great thing to burn down our Churches, or worse yet just walk in and start shooting.     I never imagined that would take place in our world, but here we are in a world that the majority of people would rather do evil than good.   

Then there are all the school shootings, hurting or killing children and people for kicks and out of rage.    All these things happen why?  Because people want to hear what they want, do what they want, and destroy all that is good. 

It truly is a crying shame how so many people in our world have turned to evil, and so few are still faithful to God.    

No wonder our weather is so crazy,  a vast majority of the worlds people are destroying everything that is pure and Holy and meant for good.

Well, I’m pretty sure I went way off subject in this blog, but I simply write from my heart, and whatever God places in my thoughts.

Blessings to you all!!!!

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