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Papa, I Plead Now. . . or the dream will go begging. . . .
It is long past the time for all people to stand and demand of themselves to be infused with a steel core to uphold their wobbly selves. We have stood by and watched the principles upon which we have built our lives and our children’s heritage broken and by pieces swept away. It is long…
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Found Courage. . . .
There came a time when man decided to forget his Source and do life on his own. Since then it has been a game of catch up. Our progress has been nothing to shout about but there would be those who would argue with me about that. But for me it has been a matter…
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Guess Who Came To Dinner???. . . .
Guess who came to dinner. . . . She was in the neighborhood and stopped by she hoped in time for dinner. She heard there would be pot roast. This angel in disguise wearing a different costume than what we are used to angels wearing! Emma E. came in smiling and gave me the biggest…
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Gods Searching For an Enduring Peace. . . .
Life: a many faceted phenomenon. . . It is possible that what is called hardening of the arteries is given the dreaded name of Alzheimers or dementia is the brain’s evolution brought about by aging or psychological trauma. Either of those would be reason enough for portions of the brain closing. But what happens should…
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All Things Will Be New Again. . .
It has been a productive week and I nicely surprised myself that I have not forgotten how to do something I learned over a half century ago. I had a neighbor who was an interesting, eclectic man who knew a whole lot about a number of things. And he was a scrounger who watched for…
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Adam, where art thou? . .
(In transferring data into subject titles from my journals for easy reference into the computer, I come across discussions which answer some questions I am now asked. Some of the discussions have been with our sons whom I have mentioned in my posts. They have been my best teachers. In philosophy questions I have bowed…
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God In A Rock. . .
God In A Rock. . . . Stay with me for a bit. This may seem unconnected, but it vitally connects. Peter Wohlleben while tending a forest in Germany came to the realization that there is communication and relationships among trees. He writes about this in a book called The Hidden Life of Trees. …
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In A More Perfect World. . .
There were just a few of us gathered when we were young and the talk was rising in enthusiasm about what a swath to be cut by the young on the political scene. There was energy and ideas with a tail wind to push these things to fruition. We would make a difference where our…
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Do. . . and you will be shown how. . . .
Do . . . .And you will be shown how. . . . When I was a girl Shirley Temple curls were popular and I sorely wished for a doll with real hair. I wanted my doll to have curls. My mother occasionally bought Honey Crush bread I think it was called and I coveted…
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White Anglo Saxon Protestant. . . what it means to me. . . .
White Anglo Saxon Protestant. . . what it has meant to me. . . The families had gathered for our marriage and we were getting ready to leave. The favored aunt in my new family said in parting, I hope you are good enough for him. I gasped and stumbled and was silent. There…