What’s better than an old truck and a field of wildflowers?
When your family and friends gather around this Thanksgiving and Christmas, give a gift that is priceless and cannot be bought in any store: time spent with the loneliest person in the room. That’s usually the elderly, but it could be anyone.
Because when the tree has been taken down and the decorations are put away, the shine is off of the presents and you’ve forgotten what you got and what you gave, the gift of your time and attention will still be a warm memory to the recipient.
Praise God from whom all blessings flow;
Praise him all creatures here below;
Praise him above, ye heav’nly host;
Praise Father, Son and Holy Ghost.
Thomas Ken, 1695 (words)
Genevan Psalter, 1551 (music)
alternate title: Old 100th
If you love freedom, go vote.
If you love America, go vote.
Please, please, please don’t vote for the woman who got the 3:00 a.m. call, and left 4 Americans to die in Benghazi.
Yesterday was Motorhead Sunday at our church; two of our church members showed their cars alongside the ones from the classic car club, the chaplain of the car club preached, their quartet sang, then we had a bar-b-que dinner on the grounds.
It was a fine October day spent with excellent company!
We took this one on a June morning this year. In Oklahoma, we called that a squall line. I looked it up on several weather sites, and the official definition is a little different.
At any rate, it’s a little unnerving to see the sky look like that at 10:00 a.m. But, as bad as it looked, it only brought rain and a short thunderstorm.
Also, in June but on a different day. This was a very rainy year for north Texas.