I am reading a novel which takes place right before the Civil War. The history of our country has always interested me, and I actually met the author. I won’t name the book or author as it is not my intention to hurt anyone. If I had not met the author, I would have stopped … More Is it worth reading a badly written book?
As you know, our dog Bailey passed away. He was getting old and he was sick and he is no longer with us. We were going to wait awhile before we got a puppy, but Mr. Porter was looking at petfinder.com to see if there were any puppy litters coming available towards the end of … More Meet my new Buddy
Last week, I had an inner ear infection, causing pain in my ears. THEN, I twisted my knee. I can no longer feel the pain in my ears. The knee pain is far superior. This has happened a few times in my life. I would have a problem that I just can’t get rid of. … More The Principle of the Bigger Mountain
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Many say that the Crucifixion was the end of Christ’s ministry, I heartily disagree. It was not the end, but the beginning of His ministry and His Kingdom. And we are called to be His witness. We as believers are known as those who carry out “The…
The Tulsa Race Massacre of 1921 by Tim Madigan I don’t remember when I first learned about it. I had been studying the time between just after the Civil War, the so-called “Reconstruction” and The Harlem Renaissance of the early 1900’s. Between reading books, learning of Eric Foner (Professor and expert on the Reconstruction), and … More Tulsa, 1921. Race Riot or Massacre?
I’ve had a sore throat for over a week now. I finally broke down and went to the “doctor”. I explained my symptoms: phlegm in the back of my throat, my ears hurt, and I’m exhausted. Did I have muscle aches? No. So “doctor” said it can’t be the flu, because I don’t have muscle … More It’s not covid, so what is it?
My new necklace has a small mustard seed inside a heart. I used to wear a cross to work, but I wanted something that would be different, and spark a conversation. Jesus told a parable about mustard seeds: The Parable of the Mustard Seed 30 Then He said, “To what shall we liken the kingdom of God? … More My new necklace
I’ve been busy with many distractions. It’s time to get back on track. Our dog Bailey passed away Monday, and I am now fighting the flu. Never a dull moment. It’s been five years since I self-published my ebook, Arm Wrestling with Pharaoh. My plan now is to add several more chapters, add more hands-on … More Good Afternoon, and other ramblings
The Bible has a lot to say about deception. James 1:22 (ESV) says, “But be doers of the Word, and not hearers only, deceiving yourselves.” We like to think because we can memorize and recite scripture that we are great Christians. But if we are not putting the words into action by helping other people, … More Are we deceived? A few thoughts.
Doug’s father told us what happened. “Doug and Ben were out last night. Then about 11 pm I heard them out in the driveway. Doug was home. I heard them talking and then Doug got back into his car, and he and Ben went back out. Ben doesn’t know when to call a night a … More Ambassador Chapter 20
The push lawnmower made vibrations which shook my hands, my arms, up to my shoulders, to my brain, to my heart, to my stomach. Everything I tried to hold in, all the bad feelings kept below the surface were shaken up by the vibrations and I was unable to prevail against it. Like the reverse … More Ambassador Chapter 19
The next day Doug called. “I’m sorry about last night. Do you want to go to the mall?” “Sure,” I said. It was better than staying home. I finished my conversation with Doug and hung up the phone. Father was standing on the other side of the kitchen table. “Was that Doug you were talking … More Ambassador Chapter 18
School was less painful since I now I had a steady boyfriend, and I was wearing his ring. I felt normal. Doug came over my house most days after school before he went to his job. If he left my house too late, he sped out of the driveway, the tires kicking up gravel. The … More Ambassador Chapter 17
Ben, a pale redhead, was Doug’s best friend. They both studied to become mechanics, they liked to drink beer, and they liked to drive fast. The next day at lunch Doug told the story of what he and Ben had done the night before. “Ben was driving up Broadway last night, and all of a … More Ambassador Chapter 16
It was a warm September afternoon several years later when the green 1962 Cadillac entered our driveway for the first time. The white convertible top was down, and Doug’s long brown hair waved in the breeze. I met Doug in the lunchroom of high school while I was dating one of his friends. His friend … More Ambassador Chapter 15
Margie, Johnny, and their friend Denise were in the back room of the house. They had decided to smoke some reeds they had picked from the field. Father smelled smoke in the house. He had always been terrified of the house burning down, and losing everything he had worked for. He followed the smoke … More Ambassador Chapter 14
At exactly 5:45 pm Father, lunchbox in hand, walked through the door. Supper was ready; the table set. I had ten seconds to determine what mood he was in, and to set my internal robot setting appropriately. Did his gait stomp angrily? Did his feet shuffle in defeat? Did his eyes appear cold and dead? … More Ambassador Chapter 13
In eighth grade, Donna Barrletter and I passed notes back and forth during class, and chatted on the phone after school for hours. We talked about boys, hairstyles and clothes. One evening while we were talking on the phone, I realized my parents’ liquor was out in the open, the bottles sitting on a small … More Ambassador Chapter 12
Work with gravity; running uphill is harder than running downhill. The time to ascend is before the battle, so that you have clearer vision of the enemy. You can see what direction he is coming from, how large the army is, what weapons they are using. A good example of this is Chamberlain at Gettysburg. … More The Art of War post 2
James 5:4 Indeed, the wages of the laborers who mowed your fields, which you kept back by fraud, cry out: And the cries of the reapers have reached the ears of the Lord of Sabaoth. (Lord of hosts) The wages cry out. The next sentence says that the reapers, the ones doing the work also … More Does Money Cry?