Tuesday, July 15, 2025
Santa Clause Enjoys Texas Beaches
Saturday, July 5, 2025
Happy Birthday!
July 4, 2025.
Today is America’s
birthday. She is 249 years old.
Today is my birthday,
too, but I’m not telling you my age or weight.
After waking this
morning, I stumbled into my study with a cup of coffee and picked up my Bible.
I sat in my comfy chair, placed the Good Book on my knees, gazed at it, and
spoke aloud. “Okay, Lord, it’s my birthday. What Scripture do You have for me
today?”
I opened His Word to
this Psalm.
Psalm 144:4 reads, "Man
is like a breath; his days are like a passing shadow."
I glanced upward and
said, “Really, Lord?” And then I guffawed. I think He did too. God showed me
His sense of humor. I felt a bit depressed as my birthday approached. As I grow
older, I know my time on Earth grows briefer, so what did He do? He gave me a
Scripture that says life is short.
I love it when He does things like that! He is real, and He talks to us in mysterious
ways. Do you hear from Him? If not, draw close to Him, and He will become more existent
to you.
People may think I’m sacrilegious with this post. We
once had a church member who thought it sinful to laugh. She thought God wanted
us to act, think, and talk in a serious manner all the time.
God gave me a sharp sense of humor, and I’m grateful
for it. He made man (and woman) after His image, and added jocularity is in the
mix. Why? Because He can chuckle too. In His creation, He created outstanding beauty,
but He included funny looking animals and flowers too.
Naked
Man Orchid
https://earthlymission.com/strangest-flowers-orchids-world-resemble-look-like-something-else/
Back to the Scripture quoted above.
Life is short, and I’m blessed to have the gift of
living to an older maturity. In the past
nine months, we have attended nine funerals for people under the age of 60.
How often do you hear a person say, “I have years
before I need to get into the Jesus stuff.”
Not so. We don’t
know when our breath will be like a passing shadow.
I want all who read this to have many more trips
around the sun, and I want you to know and laugh with the Lord.
Wednesday, June 11, 2025
A Deer Momma and her Children
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Hubby and I watched a momma deer and her newborn twins yesterday. Momma ambled on our side of the fence, and her children wandered on the other side. Momma Deer traipsed back and forth from our yard to the neighbor’s yard. Her twins stayed trapped in another yard. They followed her as she looked for ways to rescue them.
How did the twins get through the enclosure and away from momma? Hubby and I couldn’t guess. They touched their mom’s nose through the fence, but their size prevented them from going through the bars.
In my mind, I heard the mom say, “What are you doing
over there? I told you to stay close to me. Now, how am I going to get you back
over here? I’ll find a way, and when I do, you’re in trouble.”
Both mom and babies walked along the neighbor’s barrier
for hours. With no gate at the back, we had no way to open the railing. The opening
exists at the front of the neighbor’s house near the garage.
If we had ventured outside, we would scare the momma,
and she’d dart away, but the twins couldn’t go with her. On the other hand,
deer can be dangerous. A man, along with his dog, took corn outside to feed the
deer. The animal kicked the dog and injured it.
Who or what agency do people call when animals have an
emergency?
We continued to stay on guard to help if we could.
Children and momma remained safe, and I wondered how
the twins would find momma once they discovered a route out of their confinement.
Meanwhile, the mom lay down. She looked exhausted from
worry, but she kept an eye on the stranded children. At times, she glanced
toward our house as if to say, “Can you help me?”
One of the neighbors must have seen Momma Deer’s
plight and called for help. I saw a truck arrive, but I didn’t see how someone
rescued the deer family.
Once freed, the trio returned to our residence. The twins ate, but they seemed more interested in new things.
The
mom ate grass from our yard, nibbled our trees, and bushes. The poor thing hadn’t
eaten all day. Apprehension can do that to you. Her anxiety kept her appetite
at bay, but once the kids became safe, she could eat.
With an awkward, bounding gate, the twins suddenly ran
away from her and out of sight, but she seemed to know they were okay and in no
danger. I don’t know how deer communicate, but Momma Deer’s ears tweaked back
and forth, and she’d gaze in a certain direction.
When the fawns experienced trouble, they wanted their mom. Once free from fear, they returned to their normal, rebellious behavior.
Mothers and babies show similar traits in every
species.