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Monthly Archives: September 2020

Church 9/13

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Today is Sunday.  Today I got to go to church. Every time I get to attend is a blessing.  It’s a blessing I’ve never taken for granted but with all that has gone on over the past months I am more aware of what a blessing it is.   Thank you Lord for another opportunity […]

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It happened again

Well, I woke myself up again.  This time I wasn’t singing but I was talking to someone on the phone and I said something out loud.  My voice woke me up.     The dream wasn’t a good one. No,  it was a disturbing, very eerie nightmare.  I guess I’m awake for a while.       […]

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A Blessed Life (new poem)

…A blessed life… I pray for simple, almost boring I’ve no desire to reach great heights. A day of work to begin each morning, a safe place to rest  each night. Food enough to share with others, and church twice a week. Bible readings and time to pray. Just simple is what I seek.    […]

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How Do You Wake Up?

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I always set my alarm just in case but I’m usually up before it goes off.  Often, very often,  I wake up because of a nightmare.  Nightmares are the hardest way to wake up because they can affect me for hours.  Many times it   takes a lot of  time praying and reading my bible to […]

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Made me smile

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        Earlier I went on youtube to look something up, Once there I saw  a play list someone created of their favorite videos. Most of the videos I have posted  were included on that list.   I so wish I had taken the time to write down their name  or saved  the list.  Shortly […]

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Salad – Really????

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  I woke up before 5am craving SALAD.  The craving hasn’t gone away so I guess I’ll have a salad in a little while…. for breakfast.      What are you having for breakfast?????       Please take a moment to say “HI” in the comment area below.  Leaving a comment does NOT add […]

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a new poem…9-9-2020

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As she climbs the stairs of time past memories around her chime   Melodies from birth ‘til death composed by her every breath   She no longer climbs with ease but clearer, the end,  she now sees   Visions of loved ones  singing with  a blood washed  band brightly ringing   And a mansion for […]

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