A ten-minute drive from my house– is the dog park. Somedays there are eight other dogs to play with. Sometimes no one is there, and Buddy cries and whines because he’s stuck with me instead of a doggie friend. The other day, there was a border collie at the park. He was on the other … More The Dog Park
Reblogged from The Recovering Legalist The following is a near word-for-word transcript of sermon I delivered this morning, June 12, 2022, at Bethlehem Baptist Church in Warthen, Georgia. I am sure by now most of you have heard that I was going to preach on something controversial this morning. This week I asked for prayer … More What Does the Bible Say About Homosexuality? — The Recovering Legalist
rough draft Growing up in the 1970’s we spent a lot of time outside and going to friends’ houses. We didn’t have video games to entertain us. One warm afternoon, I was at my friend Carole’s house, in the kitchen with her mom. The kitchen was dirty; the floor hadn’t been swept in days, there … More Diane’s Kitchen
I have started writing a historical fiction novel. It was going to involve time travel–which would fuse historical fiction with science fiction. I started out writing with the time travel part. But then I went back to the main character’s childhood, and I’ve stayed there. I have found interesting tidbits from history, and I’ve written … More Writing quandaries
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.
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
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
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
It was Saturday afternoon when I switched on the television. I turned the knob to change the channel and watched as black smoke billowed from a train. I sat down on the floor in front of the TV. The train stopped. Soldiers opened the doors and forced walking corpses out of the train. The ground … More Ambassador Chapter 11
Mother put the ketchup on the table for our supper of hamburgers, baked beans and potatoes. The clock said 5:44 pm. I picked up the gallon of milk, and began to pour it into my glass. Father walked in the back door and slammed his lunchbox down into the corner of the table. “Derrick is … More Ambassador Chapter 10
The stained glass windows provided a prism for the sunshine to convert into different colors and stream inside the church. I peered into my ruby ring and tilted it from side to side to reflect the colors of the glass like a kaleidoscope. It was difficult for me to decipher the words of the priest … More Ambassador Chapter 9
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