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QUIET TIME
It is so quiet! The family has gone camping; I chose to stay home. I love being at my daughter’s, but it is nice to be here alone at times! Now the only disturbance is the two cats and the puppy! I must admit, it does get a little lonely, but won’t for long. They will be back tomorrow afternoon. Until then, I will enjoy the quiet, and keeping all things running–sheep, chicken, puppy, cats. I guess I am not alone after all! 🙂

His Terms and the Call to Come and Die.
A call to come and die. I have received it. Not well at first but now I carry this calling with me wherever I go. I can’t recall a time I didn’t believe in the creator of the universe and the holy Trinity or a time that Jesus hadn’t died for my sins. But I can remember when there was no understanding of what being a follower of Christ meant for me. Not the full weight of it. I though it meant Jesus and I were buddies and that He was supposed to make things better if I was good. I don’t know that I knew I believed that, but I did. I thought being a Christian was supposed to make me happy.
I started therapy at five. I can’t remember why. I am sure my mother could tell you. She told me once people wanted to take me away…
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His Works of Art
It was pleasant sitting outside and swinging on the porch swing the other evening. It was warm, but not too uncomfortable. I was pleasantly surprised to see a hummingbird fly around the feeder, land, suck in some food, and fly off again. The next day I saw a couple birds, then three, then four, eventually five. It was a marvelous sight.

What a gift from the Creator to see His works of art!
NEW FRIENDS
I am settled at my daughter’s house. It is a family of six with 2 kittens. A few days ago, they bought a puppy. When they brought the dog in, the cats did not like it at all. Can’t blame them. It was a DOG! The enemy!
Well after a few days, we watched as one of the kittens approached the puppy and they wrestled. Then this morning, that kitten lay down beside the puppy and they rested before they began to wrestle again. 

Guess that means a truce has been declared and they are friends.
The other kitten hasn’t yet reconciled to having the Enemy in the house.
FEELING GUILTY
I was feeling guilty today. I have neglected my blog. I hope all my followers will forgive me!
I am preparing to move. I am not thrilled with deciding what to get rid of and packing and preparing to move. And I have moments of tears when I think of leaving this area and friends and my church. Sigh. I’m afraid my blog has been a victim of my busyness. However, the result of my move will be great. I am going to live with my daughter and her family–which includes four lively monkeys–excuse me–angels. They are 11, 9, 7, and 5. I go from living with my sister since my mom passed away a little over a year ago, in a quiet house, doing my own thing (the rest has been nice after 7 years of caretaking), so I expect I will have culture shock! But I also expect I will settle down, and since I have my own room, I might be able to retreat occasionally!

I do plan to get back to my blog; I enjoy reading others’ blogs and writing my own thoughts. So I hope you won’t forget me! Meanwhile, I hope everyone has a wonderful week! Keep writing!
For those who wondered where the poem “When I’m An Old Lady” came from, Judith Powell told me that it was written by Barbara Hall of Hurricane, Utah. It was published April 17, 2006. The poem is from her book, “Tales from a Cowgirl’s Camp”. Thanks, Judith.
Daughter of Two Moms Comes Out Against Gay Marriage
LOST!
Another prompt from Author S B Mazing for Blog Event #21. Thank you Author S B Mazing!
She checked again. It has to be in there! It was the third time she went through her purse.
“I really need to see your passport!”
She could hear how impatient he was getting. It has to be in here. It was when she left. And now it seemed to have disappeared.
Please continue…
She took a deep breath. Where to look next? And what could she do if she lost it. “I . . . I don’t know where it is,” she stammered. “It has disappeared.”
“Step over here, please,” the agent said in an angry voice.
She did as he said. Frustrated with herself and frightened, she plunged her free hand into the deep pocket of her jacket. Her fingers jammed against something hard. She frowned and pulled it out. My passport. She breathed a sigh of relief. I put it in my pocket in the rush and forgot it was there! How often have I told herself to be more careful. Memories of finding her driver’s license in her pocket flashed before her.
“Sir,” she called in a timid voice. “I found it.”
The agent turned and looked at her, then glowered. “You found it?”
“I was in a rush and stuck it in my pocket. I never keep it there, but things got away from me.” She held it out.
The agent took it from her hand. He examined it and then stamped it. His voice was harsh. “You are free to go, but I would suggest you use more care next time.”
She nodded. “Thank you.” She carefully opened her purse and put it in, zippering the compartment carefully. As she left the line, she smiled and nodded. The agent rolled his eyes ane shook his head as he turned to the next person in line.
“My mother will never believe this,” she muttered as she went on her way. “Second thought, she probably would. It’s like that old saying, ‘The apple never falls far from the tree.’ ”
Dear Homosexual America, I’m sorry | An open letter from a Christian
Reblogging to darlenescorner.wordpress.com
America, in light of the SCOTUS ruling yesterday legalizing gay marriage, I wrote you a letter.
Before I begin, I want to share a little bit about myself so you know exactly who it is writing this letter. My name is Kaitlin. I am a 20 year old college grad with a degree in Business. I am a social entrepreneur. I am a fighter for ethical clothing. I am a braker for birds, thrift store aficionado, travel junkie, and outdoor enthusiast. I am a twin. I am a daughter. I am a friend. I am a people lover. But even that doesn’t tell you much about me.
My core, my very identity is this: I am a sinner, saved by grace. I am the daughter of the King of kings, Lord of the nations, Creator of the earth and Lover of souls. I am fearfully and wonderfully made by God’s hands…
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A Godless Universe
I am reblogging this to darlenescorner.wordpress.com.
A Christian Worldview of Fiction
One of the latest scientific theories, or more accurately, an idea some scientists have postulated, suggests the universe did not have an origin, that there was no Big Bang. This concept, known coincidentally as Rainbow Gravity, is an attempt to resolve incompatibilities between quantum mechanics and general relativity.
In short, this idea that’s been around for about a decade, and which isn’t widely accepted by physicists, is based on gravity’s affect on different wavelengths of light, which can be seen in the colors of the rainbow (and thus the name).
Now scientists at Cern in Switzerland believe they might find miniature black holes which would reveal the existence of a parallel universe.
And if the holes are found at a certain energy, it could prove the controversial theory of ‘rainbow gravity’ which suggests that the universe stretches back into time infinitely with no singular point where it started, and no…
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