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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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If I could turn back timeIf I could find a wayI’d take back those words that’ve hurt youAnd you’d stay I don’t know why I did the things I didI don’t know why I said the things I saidPride’s like … Continue reading
Note to self: We cannot totally eliminate our past mistakes, simply by deleting them from a social media page. They will come back to haunt us. They may be used against us. They may force us to dwell on them. They … Continue reading
History wasn’t my strong suit in high school. I was a pretty average student, but had a teacher that seemed to find it necessary to relive the Civil War on the top of his desk. He would lead the various … Continue reading