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As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension. I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog. I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ. My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on Amazon.com.
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We often ask, “How are you?” We may even sound sincere.The problem is our listening skills. We sometimes never hear.We’re so much in a hurry. We think we’re being nice,But if it meant you’d help someone, five minutes would suffice. … Continue reading
Two lonely hearts stand tall against the moon so bright above,Proclaiming sounds unheard by men, of their undying love,They lift their heads up to the sky, yet keep their gazes locked,They plan a secret rendezvous, as hands move round the … Continue reading