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Wednesday, October 17, 2018

Mark Twain said


When I was younger, I could remember anthing, whether it happened or not. -Mark Twain

Writers make up stuff. Twain was a humorist/speaker/writer. Perhaps some of the stuff he told us about came from his imagination, but then again, maybe he told us about real life happenings and claimed it happened when it didn't.

Huh?  Confusing, right? Recollections can mislead us.  We can convince ourselves of truth that isn't truth.

As we age, we tend to misremember events, forget people, and wipe sins from our minds. Most of us experience this problem.  You run across an old friend and your mind scrambles to come up with a name.


Old age is a socially acceptabe excuse to call frineds by the wrong name. And if you can't remember the name, it's permissable to make up one.  

I know a lady who calls everyone "stranger." She'll say, "Hi, stranger, it's been a long time." They think she's merely being friendly and affectionate. Truth be told, she can't remember their name.

Now, here's a helpful, positive detail.

God remembers to forget. ON PURPOSE! He doesn't recall all our nasty details. He forgives sin and forgets about it. Because He chooses to do so.

Now, how about this.

God remembers us and loves us. ALWAYS! He forgets our sinful nature, but remembers us. There may come a time when we forget our own name, but God won't. He always remembers. We will never be a stranger to Him.

Comforting, right?








Monday, October 15, 2018

Compliments: Need Them?


My hubby, back in the day, was an extraordinary shortstop. He also played outstanding basketball.

Guys and gals reach an age where we can no longer play sports, even for fun, and hubby is there now, but he watches them 24/7. Drives me crazy. I like to catch  a number of games, but not as many as him.

I was following him out of a building the other day and I said, "You're looking good, and I can tell you are an athlete by the way you walk. Can you tell I was a runway model by the way I walk?" 



He cracked up. He knew I was kidding about being a model. I think one must be extra tall, like very tall, and skinny to be a model, I'm 5'5'' and never have been on  a runway in my life. 

However, the point is this: I gave him a compliment and hoped for one in return.  

Do you ever do that?

Compliments are a way to encourage another person.

But they need to be real. Fake ones won't do. Artificial misses the mark.

Did you know God enjoys compliments? Yep! It's called praise.

We thank Him often, and that's a form of praise, but why not tell him something like this: 
"You are awesome." 
"There is none like You."
"You expressed that very well." 
"You are a magnificant artist."
"You did a great job."
"I appreciate your mercy."
"I'd like to introduce you to everyone I meet. 
You're such a good friend."

Give Him the kinds of compliments you'd like to hear someone say to you.

You smile and feel good when you receive a compliment, right? Can you imagaine the pleasure He takes in one?



Thursday, October 11, 2018

The Treadmill of LIfe


I hope you'll pop over and read E A West's blog today. I'm talking about treadmills on her blog. The real kind that give physical fitness and the life kind. Do you ever want to stop and get off either one?

Check it out. E A West Blog

You'll find my typical humor there. You'll also see an excerpt from Sarah and the Angelic Magical Makeover. 

See you over on the E A West site.

Thursday, October 4, 2018

Editors Needed!


Don't you love comical captions? Writers make off-the-wall headlines when we try to be concise.  We also make mistakes in manuscripts, and it's not always our fault. Autocorrect can be the culprit.

I once wrote this sentence for an article. "Her statement was incongurous with her body language."  Autocorrect changed it to: "Her statement was in congress with her body language."

I'm sure Autocorrect changed it because I misspelled inconguruous.

I changed the sentence to: "Her statment was odd with her boby language."

Those poor grandparents in this headline! I wonder how they got cooked? Boiled? Fried? Baked? How bad did they taste?

How in the world did the original Bible authors write so well without editors, authocorrect, or a computer?  They didn't even have an old-fashioned typewriter!

We find no printing errors in the Scripture, but of course, translators may have corrected a weird phrase or two.

The Holy Word tells us about human life in its raw form. The writer didn't mince words about a lot of events. Some are funny, others are odd, some are down-right bizarre. I was reading in Genesis the other day about Tamar. She dressed as a prostitute and got pregnant by her father-in-law. On purpose! Can you imagine?

Now, that's a YUK story.  Talk about a woman doing what she had to do. You've heard it said, "Grin and bare it?" I doubt she did that. She probably grimaced when she bared it. You'll find the true tale in Genesis 38:1-10. 

Tamar had twins, one of them was named Perez, and he became the ancestor of King David.

God has a sense of humor, doesn't He?



Wednesday, October 3, 2018

Dogs Are Relatives



Meet my granddog, Mindy.

She came all the way from Kentucky to see me this past week. She's such a good granddog. She always remembers to stay on tile and never get on the carpeted areas.

When it came time to go home, she looked at me with big, sad, black eyes. She can't hear much these days, and like a lot of older folks, her arthritus bothers her, but she never complains, and she's still a sweetie. She understands what's going on.

The trip takes about 16 hours to get back home to Kentucky. Her parents divided the trip into two days, and they stopped often to let her excercise. At one point on the second day, she walked around in the rest area, but when it came time to return to the truck and the road, she merely looked at them as if to say, "I'm not getting back in there."  So they walked around some more.

She loves to beg me for food, and I sneak her a bite when her parents aren't looking. Her "real" food was in the utility room, but she didn't want it. My hubby called her to her bowl. He looked down at her; she gazed up at him, and then he pointed to the food. "Mindy, eat your dinner."  And she did!  Children should be so obedient, right?

Grandchildren are the delights of our life, agree? Well, so is my granddog. I can spoil her as much as I want and then she goes home.

It becomes her parents job to undo the favored treatment I gave her, and I had so much fun spoiling her.

Love you, Mindy girl!











Tuesday, October 2, 2018

Laney's Got an Angel




Laney doesn't know it, but Sarah is on the job.

Beautiful, talented, and stubborn, architect Laney Taylor battles her attraction to the handsome and wealthy—but mulish—homebuilder, Cannon Carlson. After all, he is her employer, and business and pleasure don’t mix, do they? 

Sarah, a klutzy, perpetually direction-challenged angel who craves cheeseburgers and fancies red stilettos, is sent to Houston on assignment. She’s to bring these obstinate people together, but she faces major challenges, especially since Laney is threatened by a mysterious stalker who plans to kill her.

To protect Laney, the Commander of Heaven dispatches a second, more seasoned warrior angel, Tomas, to Earth with divine instructions to protect Laney. But will hit-or-miss Sarah get in his way? Can Sarah unite Cannon and Laney romantically together?

Oh merciful heavens! What will Sarah do this time?



Monday, October 1, 2018

My Cooking Needs Help



I'm featured on Mary Balls blog today. I hope you'll pop over and share a recipe. The winning recipe recieves a free Sarah eBook!




I've never been a good baker. In fact, I'm lousy at it.  Please post a recipe on Mary's blog.  Here's a picture of the bread I tried to bake.

  
See?  This is just one sample.

In Sarah and the Angelic Magical Makeover, Sarah's friend, Valerie does all the cooking. She learned the hard way that Sarah has no clue when it comes to the kitchen.

Valerie needs a new lifestyle, and Sarah comes along to help her with a fitness schedule, healthy eating, and a makeover. Of course, Sarah brings disastrous results, but she manages to get the job done.

We learn in this book that God loves us just the way we are. He doesn't care about gender, size, or hair. His love is unconditional.