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(2024) Which Dew Do You Prefer?

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Beach or mountains? Which do you prefer? Why?
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Hands down, I am far happier feeling the dew of the morning while walking along the shoreline of a beach, than I am about drinking that wretched beverage!

Forgive me if you like this drink, as I meant no offense, but the prompt asked… so it’s their fault, really.

If I’m asked to show my preference between the two… so be it!

To be fully honest, as well as to be fair to the beverage companies, I’ve lost the taste for beverages with sugar in them… aside from the French Vanilla Creamer that goes in my morning coffee. After my caffeine requirements are met for the day, I switch to either Peppermint Tea or good ole fashion H2O. I like sugar, so don’t get me wrong here… I just don’t enjoy it in my beverages.

Well folks, there ya have it! Far too much useless information about me that no one really needed to know, sort of like asking whether I prefer the mountains over the beach. What an absurd question to ask, when both locations have their very own beauties about them, ya know?!

Anyways, have an awesome weekend, everyone. Oh, and don’t forget to grab a goodie on your way out…

(2023) What She Thought She Saw…

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     The whole day had quite simply sucked! 

After the grocery shopping debacle that morning, her good mood had soured and gained a downward run that she knew would not improve.  Her shopping cart wheel had given out in just the right spot coming off of the curb in front of the store letting everything in it simply fly, full force, into a passing car in the parking lot. 

After completely re-shopping, off of her crumpled receipt that had a piece of old chewing gum in it, she hurried home in an attempt to unload before her youngest child awoke from a very brief fake nap.  

Driving home, the officer did not appreciate the narrative she reeled off as her excuse, giving her a speeding ticket anyway. 

Once home, groceries unpacked and children playing, she tried to find solace in a piece of chocolate cake that she had reserved on top of the microwave the night before, only to discover that the cat had peed on the front of the microwave. And yes, she had already eaten the cake when she discovered this bit of information. It had been one of those days! 

When she walked into the room to check on her children as they played, she was certain that she heard her 5-year-old say to her Barbie doll, “You #@*ch!”

In shocked horror, the stressed out young mother began to let loose with a scolding lecture regarding language.  Looking up from the dollhouse in confusion, her daughter asked, “Mommy, if I can’t call this a bench, then what am I supposed to call it?” 

Perspective!

     I so want to go back to having the perspective and imagination of a child, without all the grown-up things that derail the good stuff. 

That’s a perfect world, which this is not, but the beauty of the human soul is that it can learn, recover, forgive, and grow. 

I am growing again!

(2024) Thomas Edison …

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If you could meet a historical figure, who would it be and why?
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I’d ask him if it was like a lightbulb turned on in his head?

Don’t forget to take a cookie…

(2024) Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha……..

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Do you trust your instincts?
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Are you kidding?! I absolutely do NOT trust my own instincts, which have gotten this girl into more trouble…

I was sure I knew what I was doing, and where I was going.

When things didn’t feel like they were right or I realized the direction was wrong, instinct told me to bury the errors and just keep going, which only took me down another wrong path…

When God pointed out my predicaments, my instinct was to argue my case and continue trying to do things my way!

If I have learned one thing through all of it… it’s that I can ONLY do all things through Christ, who strengthens me! My instincts are not and will never be enough to navigate this thing we all call life.

Instincts get surrendered to God every single morning, for this recovering runaway. The new rule of thumb is to seek the council of God throughout the whole of my day. Scripture warns NOT to lean on our own understanding, and I’m learning to listen!

Just sayin…

(2024) Truthful Tuesday…

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While selecting an image for this morning’s post, I had an epiphany, of sorts…

Sometimes, we get stuck in a miracle rut! You know, thinking of miracles as a singular earth shattering occurrence that all can be amazed at, in only an instant!

One might think that the miracle for this little girl, occurred over 40 years ago, upon a darkened highway, but you’d be wrong…

…she was!

God, in only his wisdom, is now revealing the true miracle of that lost child, within the woman you see before you…

She could be a stranger, or perhaps not… it might be you, a family member or friend… anyone really!

God’s held onto my stubborn heart down many long highways,

pursued this wanderer through the wastelands of her own making,

removing detours, repairing breakdowns and healing wounds I thought would be my undoing…

and He loves me, unconditionally!

Just believe!

His miracles will reveal themselves upon the horizon of each new morning, if we will do this one simple thing… believe!

Epiphany = Each and every human soul’s miracles have been in the journey this whole time!!!

(2024) Three Guesses…

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What’s your favorite month of the year? Why?
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Use your heart, use your eyes,

Look for meaning between my lines,

If you know me then you know the answer,

If you have me figured out, go on and give it a gander.

Have a cookie while you think…

for into your brain, the answer might sink.

(2023) Old Toys…

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Just the other day, from out of nowhere, came a happy memory of one of my favorite toys from childhood, my Hippity Hop!  I was born on a farm and aside from my horse, my favorite toys were ones I could ride on.  I have many memories of bouncing around the yard and pasture on that thing, and boy it must have been made of magic rubber because it never sprung a leak, that I can remember. 

When I thought on it a bit, I realized that for the life of me, I cannot remember whatever happened to my favorite toy.  As I pondered this, more memories of toys that brought me joy came to mind.  Some of them came to tragic ends, as some toys do, when we are too hard on them or just don’t take care to protect them.  Others, however, I quite honestly cannot remember what became of them. 

It occurs to me that people are kind of like toys, in the sense that we sometimes, for whatever the reason, lose track of people that we once loved and held dear.  Sometimes I feel like the child, and at other times I have felt like the toy!  Instead of this thought leading me, or you for that matter, into the negative, I want to share an insight with you. 

I have a soft spot in my heart for those little old fellows that own huge pieces of land simply teeming with old things…some rusted beyond repair, while others may yet be restored and reused.  The point is that they simply refused to let go of anything that might one day be saved. They never stops loving and dreaming about bringing the beauty back to those old things.  It doesn’t really matter if the old man ever gets them restored.  I am just encouraged by him always hoping and dreaming. 

I am so glad that God will never get tired of me!  He will never forget that I am there, or nudge me aside with His boot.  God never stops believing in me, no matter how damaged or dinged up I become.  The Masters hands are always mending, rebuilding, and restoring me to how He sees me…His own!!!!!

(2024) On My Head, Of Course…

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If you could live anywhere in the world, where would it be?
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While I’m not certain as to the significance of where I might find said hair, I would most assuredly want it placed upon my head before any other part of my body.

I suppose if I traveled across the sea, as my ship allows me to do whenever I wish it, I might find flowing hair such as Fabio,

Or better yet, silky and soft like Angelina Jolie,

or even full and glossy like Catherine Zeta Jones,

But, whichever hair I end up selecting, I most definitely want it on my head… ya, for sure there…

wait, what?

Oops… forgive my mistake… I thought it said “If you could have hair anywhere, where in the world would you want it?”

It was an honest mistake, I can assure you (I am so lying about that… I absolutely did it on purpose)!

Here, take a cookie for your trouble…

(2023) Do You Remember…

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Part 2 …

So, in case anyone was waiting for the rest of the haircut memory…here goes!

Remember my girlfriend saying that I could one day laugh at her? Well, if your wondering, I did have the occasion to take her up on the offer to enjoy a laugh, at her expense.  Probably about 3 or 4 years after the Horse Hair Tragedy of 95, I got an unforgettable call...

My girlfriend declared, “I am calling you first because I said I would, and you get the first chance to laugh before anyone else does.” 

Let me back up just a tad…

From the time of his birth, my girlfriend’s son began receiving Beanie Baby Bear memorabilia from his grandmother, as well as, other friends and family.  His baby room was covered wall to wall with adorable beanie bears, all perfectly encased, in those little plexiglass cases.  Everyone knows that for a collectible, its value is in its preservation… especially the tags attached to the item, from its beginnings.

Well, with the confusing logic that’s usually employed by children, my friend’s son took it upon himself to take the tags off of all his beanie bears.  He did this, not being concerned at all with the monetary importance of the tag being intact. 

After getting all of his bears off of the shelves and out of their cases, he proceeded to get out his preschool scissors and cut off not only all of the tags, but any ear or foot attached to said tag. 

I cannot remember exactly how many bears were maimed that day, but I do know it was a lot! 

To this day we laugh about this memory, along with many other crazy things our babies put us through

…and, we wouldn’t have it any other way…

(2024) I’m Sorry, That’s Not On My Bucket List…

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Do you need time?
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As soon as today’s prompt appeared on the screen, a song popped into my head, oddly, from something I’d seen the other day… but, for the life of me, I can’t remember where. What’s funny is that it seems a rather fitting answer to the question being asked. Well, sort of, anyway.

While it’s not fully what my personal response might be, I think the song was so popular (and probably still is) because it’s how many people feel, at some point in their lives.

Looking back from where I stand now, its glaringly obvious that I didn’t understand the reality of time, the way I do now. Probably, because I was busy being wild and free! Ahhh, the joyful ignorance of youth…

But, time itself, has a way of sneaking up on one… and then running them over, as it speeds past.

What I’ve come to discover is that no amount of needed, wanted, added, or borrowed time is fully used to its full potential…

I think we’re much better off using the time we have, instead of always dreaming and wishing for more…

at some point, that’s no longer going to be an option!

Here, take some cookies…

I picked all the sand off, I promise!