My Story – Be Ye Glad!

A Trip of a Lifetime

What can I say about my trip to Israel and Jordan? There are so many memories. I will be telling and writing about this for some time. One of the many things that impressed me was Jerusalem. When entering the tunnel to go to Jerusalem our tour guide played the moving song, “Jerusalem, Jerusalem.”

This time of year

IT HAPPENS every summer. While others love the warm weather I do not. My brain chemistry goes haywire. I used to think this happened because I had overworked, but even when I don’t I still suffer from melancholy.

I’m a Broken Vessel

Something beautiful has happened in my life. On this blog I have written about my memory and the concern that this would have a negative effect on leading a Bible study. After praying gobs about it I concluded God would use me in spite of it. Nothing is too difficult for God.

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Happy Birthday Dad!

Today is my Dad’s birthday. He would have been 95. The song below reminds me of him. It was sung at his funeral thirteen years ago. The picture above also reminds me of dad, accept he was a fly fisherman. Dad was most happy fishing. He brought home some awesome trout. Happy Birthday Dad! 🎂

Do Not Disturb!

I’m not one to normally take to my bed. But when a couple trying circumstances hit at once that’s just what I did. First were feelings of failure then the loss of power, finally helplessness. I shut the bedroom door and went to bed. I was a wreck.

Have Memory Problems?

I have been leading a study to see if I was able to lead at my age, with my memory issues. This was with the idea of leading a church ministry in the fall. It has been a joy.

Obedience

I knew this day would come. God is leading me away from blogging weekly. For the last 9 years I’ve been blogging intermittently but steady for the last four. I have made lots of friends. I am thankful for each one who is following this blog.

A Church Lady Becomes a Christian

A book¹ I once read quoted this verse, “Those who believe in the Son of God have a testimony of God in them.”² Our testimonies or stories are unique. God wants us to be intentional about sharing them. Mine is about how a church lady became a Christian. This may sound a bit backwards. At the same time, you may relate.

Perfect in Everyway

Are people supposed to be perfect? I’ve been asking myself this question while getting ready for visitors. As soon as we knew they were coming we went into high gear preparing, cleaning and fixing up.

Spring Road Trip

On Wednesday afternoon we returned from visiting family in Oklahoma and Texas. Spring is a beautiful time to travel with all the red buds and wild dogwood trees blooming.

Visiting Family

For the last week I’ve been visiting my mom and sisters. I had not seen my mom for almost two years. My mom is a healthy 92 year old. I won’t tell you how old my sisters are. 😊 I will put up a new post next week. See you soon.

Good-bye Winter! Hello Spring!

It’s official. Spring is here. It’s time to say good-bye to winter, warm blankets, cozy slippers, snug socks, comfy robes and cups of hot cocoa. I am definitely a northern girl. I truly like winter!

It’s Birthday Week!

I had a birthday this week. I am closer to 70 than I care to admit. Actually, I cannot believe how old I am. I don’t feel it. I may look it. But I do not feel it. Inside I feel, oh – about 50. Not anywhere near 70 years old!

A Broken Window

When the weather got warm the kids in my neighborhood used to play Ante Over. We would say “Annie-Annie Over” then throw a ball over the house. We used different balls but found a baseball worked the best because throwing over the house was quite a ways over.

You Matter to God

In my distress I send up prayers to God. When God answers my little, inadequate prayers I am always amazed. Compared to the grand scheme of things, my prayers are trivial and trite. God surely has more important things to do.

Bean Behaving Badly

Bean is a high-spirited dog. He has a mind of his own. A neighbor suggested I use a clicker to train him. Bean began responding well to the command “Come.” Then we got ice-covered snow and Bean’s obedience came to an end.

More Sundays When I Was a Kid

I was age 9 before I gave much thought to how my family observed Sundays. My mom and I were looking at her flower garden. I noticed our neighbor was doing more than looking at his flowers. He was gardening! This surprised me. I figured everyone observed Sundays the way we did. So I asked mom why our neighbor was doing yard work on a Sunday. She graciously said,

How World War II Affected Me

On this day, December 7, 1941, Japan Air Raided Pearl Harbor.

I was afraid of my dad. Even as an adult I couldn’t be alone with him in the same room without trembling. My dad was a veteran of WWII. As soon as he graduated high school and received a diploma, he signed up for the draft at the next table. No young man of able body was exempt. After basic training he was shipped to the Asiatic Pacific Theater.

Sundays When I Was a Kid

Sunday dinner at Grandma’s was a special time

I figure I have gone to church 4,000 times in my life. Give or take a few. 😊 When I was a kid Sundays were a day of worship and family. My church had both morning and evening services. Most people attended both, only missing when ill or out of town.

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