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Posted on 07/12/2012 5:59:44 PM PDT by AZamericonnie
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Bueller, Spicolli....whatever!
Signed,
Bad Teacher
That Rafferty song — absolutely hauntingly wonderful
Good evening, Arrowhead...((HUGS))
Oh no....does Murfie have the urge to find it?
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In his book Adventures Among Ants: A Global Safari with a Cast of Trillions, Mark Moffett reflects on his early childhood fascination with ants—an interest that didn’t die as he grew older. Moffett’s preoccupation led to his earning a doctorate at Harvard and then embarking on worldwide travel as an expert on the subject. His study has given him marvelous insights about these industrious creatures.
Long before Moffett discovered some of the wonders of the ant world, the Scriptures remarked on the ingenuity and work ethic of these tiny insects. Ants are held up by wise King Solomon as an example of industry for those who tend to be lazy: “Go to the ant, you sluggard! Consider her ways and be wise, which, having no captain . . . provides her supplies in the summer, and gathers her food in the harvest” (Prov. 6:6-8).
The marvels of God’s creation are beautifully illustrated as God uses His creatures to instruct us. For instance, from the ant we can see the importance of planning ahead and laying away provisions for the future (30:25). God built spiritual lessons into nature itself, and we can learn from creatures even as tiny as an ant.
Read: Proverbs 6:6-11
Best part from Home sung by Bonnie Raitt on Sweet Forgiveness:
And home sings me of sweet things
My life there has it’s own wings
Fly over the mountains
Though I’m standing still
[so much better to hear beautiful and unforgettable ballad]
The complete song lyrics
Traveling at night, the headlights were bright
And we’d been up many an hour
And all through my brain, came the refrain
Of home and it’s warming fire
And home sings me of sweet things
My life there has it’s own wings
Fly over the mountains
Though I’m standing still
The people I’ve seen they come in between
The cities of tiring life
And the trains come and go but inside you know
The struggle will soon be a fight
And home sings me of sweet things
My life there has it’s own wings
Fly over the mountains
Though I’m standing still
Travelling at night, the headlights were bright
But soon the sun came through the trees
Around the next bend, the flowers will send
The sweet smell of home in the breeze
And home sings me of sweet things
My life there has it’s own wings
Fly over the mountains
Though I’m standing still
Nontraditional...
Nite, Conor! :)
God Bless you good, Mac. Good night and rest well. Thanks for helping honor our troops, past and present. Thank you for your service to our country.
Home on the Range
Green Green Grass of home
I’ll be Home for Christmnas
Tie a Yellow Ribbon round the Old Oak Tree
The Green Hills of Tyrol
I’ll Take You Home Again, Kathleen
Surrey With the Fring on Top
Black Hills of Dakota
I Left My Heart in San Francisco
"From the green fields in Virginia to the goldfields out in Nome,
God bless America, my home, sweet home."
Cash and Carry Me Home — Ghostpoet
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