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I will never Forget....

when you were born held by your mother's hands.
I placed you there and watched you over the years,
tenderly wiped and dried each tear.
I remember then full well.


I watched you grow into your teens,
as your curved around the corner a little too fast...
and as you finally left home.


Years have come and gone
days and nights have passed
seconds to minutes
minutes to hours
weeks to years
I have always been by your side...
in your heart.


I have always loved you
I always stretched my grace out
when you went too far...
no matter what or when or where
my mercy has never left...


As you have grown closer to me
during those tough times
I have allowed you to feel My Presence even more...


Like the breeze on the river
blowing past the trees into eternity...
into those green pastures
or the smell of a rose as you pass by...


So great the love I have for you
even in the dry times...
always remember these words


I LOVE YOU...

You will find JOY...

You will find LOVE!
You will find HOPE!
You will find GRACE!
resting in the arms of God our Father...


He will bring that healing,
that you need on the inside...
He sees where you once were,
on the front-line of Heaven's army...


He sees where you were hurt,
He sees the area where you were struck...
He knows the pain you feel fully well.


For He will send forth His mighty angels
to surround you around about...
He will send His Holy anointing oil,
pouring down upon your soul and spirit...
Just receive that healing touch,
right now wherever you may be...
be made clean and whole.

Prayer for God's direction

You would think that I had no problem talking when you read my blog posts.   But I am all around a very quiet guy. I don't know why I have a tough time contributing to a conversation because its not that I do not wish to be a part.  My wife and I don't even have many deep conversations, she can be pretty quiet too.  A lot of times though it is more about being in each others presence...than how many words we contribute...

     When I have something to say I say it and that is just about it...I do talk to God, we have many conversations...I do believe we communicate on a divine Spirit to Spirit level.  To the human eye I guess you might say you probably could not tell, I am just very reserved and quiet. That doesn't mean I do not like to be around people.   

     Back in my twenties and early thirties believe it or not I did sing a lot of solo's in church and even had chances to bring a sermon a time or two. These days they are far and few between. At times you might say …

The Deep-end of Faith---3rd Place level one FW Competition

Peter stepped out of the boat into ‘God’s Zone’ when He met Jesus in the deep that day. His faith in God moved him to go beyond the natural elements of his surroundings. Can you imagine what the other disciples must have thought or felt as they witnessed this miracle? God is also calling us to step out of our flesh and walk in His Spirit by faith. We will most likely feel like fish out of water at first. But when we are obedient, we begin to feel the electricity of our faith compelling us to do certain things that don’t feel comfortable to our flesh.

Over the years I have learned to face my fears in many ways and once I got past the fearful stage I experienced the exuberance of water-waking-victory! Getting remarried was a big step for me. Moving from my home state was another giant step. Then there was the hassle of finding a new doctor and mental-health support group, but I slowly began coming out of my comfort zone. I opened up about my past, my paranoia, and depression, sharing how…

A Little Witchy--2nd Place level 1 FW competition

The house next door looked distinguished and eerie. It was the only house on the block that was two-story. It was Victorian style, seeming as if it were transported from somewhere back in time. The yard was unkempt with ivy vines that climbed the outside of the house. Bobby's spine tingled; continuing to stare, he knew that this house was haunted. His family was new to this neighborhood. He was seven; his little sister Lucy had just turned four.

Before sunset, Bobby decided to get Lucy from the toy room to show her the ‘evidence.’ “Come and look, Lucy.” She proceeded to follow Bobby to the large window in the dining room. In amazement and fear, walking across the front lawn of the old house, they saw a witch. She wore a tall black hat, a black coat; slightly bent-over as she walked with her cane. She even had two black cats following her.

“What more proof do you need Lucy? My friend Billy from across the street told me that she was a mean old witch who screamed at his friends when t…

Catting Around...

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Birthday:
April 2nd 2008

Coloration:
Black

Likes:
wrestling and playing tag

Pet-Peeves:
being picked up by any human more than 10 seconds

Favorite Toy:
Papercat tunnel, toy triangle, small cat toys with catnip inside

Favorite Nap Spot:
On any ledge in the house, or unless their owner is in the computer room.

Favorite Food:
Purina's dry cat food

Skills:
Rocky is definitely the leader of the Pack, if it wasnt for his friendliness at a very early age, the other brothers would not be as tame they are.

Dwells:
indoors

Bio:
I believe that Rocky was the very first kitten that made contact with his human owner. I believe he was Miss Momacat's first son to be born. He was the only kitten that would come up to my feet and lick and bite my toes. OUCH! Rocky and his brother's like to cuddle to my feet and nap and sleep when I am on the computer. Rocky has a distinguised blue collar that sets him apart from the rest. He is the leader of the pack,and Smoky follows close behind his brother. They are a litt…

Kitcat

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Quick Bio:
-mixed breed

Birthday:
December 25th 2002

Coloration:
Black and White

Likes:
running on wood floors

Pet-Peeves:
moving vehicles

Favorite Toy:
a old tied up sock with catnip in it

Favorite Nap Spot:
window ledges

Skills:
knocking on front porch screen door

Dwells:
indoors and outdoors

Arrival Story:
One winter morning around Christmas of 2002, I opened my front door to a small kitten sitting on my front porch looking up at me. I was surprised that the kitten didn't move when he saw me. I was able to pick him up and bring him into the house. I'm not really sure how or why he was on my front porch. Maybe God knew Kitcat needed a owner and I needed a pet.

Bio:
As kit grew so did his personality. He loved to run on the wood floor from window to window looking outside. He was a content and well behaved most of the time. Well one time he did get a hold of the toilet paper when I was gone one day. I came back to torn toilet paper all over my house. Also, as Kit grew his interest and longing to …

Lessons From Miss Kitty--Highly Commended award

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A pet is one of God’s creations, impacting us as well as teaching us important truths like unconditional love and trust. They are a godsend bringing healing to soothe our hearts. Sometimes though, we have to learn to expect the unexpected when it comes to having animals around us.

In particular I have always had a love for cats. In fact, I can’t ever remember a time when I didn’t have a cat as a pet. Many cats have come and gone throughout my adult life. But the one that stands out most is Miss Kitty. I call her a ‘Sylvester cat,’ like the cartoon; all black and with a ribbon of white on her belly.




I adopted her from the animal shelter back in 2005. The volunteers were hesitant because she was feral. I was unaware of what that meant, and didn’t think to ask. They told me to have her spayed in about a month. 

When I first brought her home in a box, she jumped out, ran and hid. Miss Kitty was so unfamiliar with being domesticated that she was in hiding practically 24/7. I left her food and…

"Erma's Chili"--placed 3rd in FW Competition

During fourth-grade recess, you could find me by myself swinging on the monkey bars. A certain girl would always migrate in my direction to sit along beside me, or to watch the other kids play on the playground.

She was a pretty black girl. Her name was Erma Johnson. 

My heart skipped a beat when I first saw her on the playground. She had sparking brown eyes, smooth dark-skin, and her smile could light a dark sky. She was tall for her young age, and when she spoke my name, my heart would melt like snow. I couldn’t believe she actually wanted to sit with me.

Erma followed me everywhere I went and we shared several classes together. I liked all the attention I got from her. She would also sit with me at the lunch table in the cafeteria.

One particular day, Erma sat down at the table. She batted her big brown eyes at me. “Hi.”

What she did next proved to change my life forever. We had chili that day for lunch. Erma took her little bag of saltine crackers and crushed them with her hands. After…