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Posted on 03/31/2011 9:31:17 PM PDT by JustAmy
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Prayers all rain headed to Paducah KY for the next 5 days head for Texas instead.
The Quilt art is breatakingly beautiful! Have fun, Gail!
I lost a th somewhere..LOL
breathtakingly
California taxes BIG
Thank you, (((pam))).
Yes, some REAL news..... He is RISEN! Hallelujah!
Howdy, Sir.....and *hugs* back atcha! Hope you’ve had a lovely day.
It’s very windy and sandy here...just the kind of conditions that give way to wildfires. Praying that it won’t happen this time.
Surely news I can use. Hope your day has been wonderful!
Wildfires are bad. They ought to stay away from you. Prayers that they follow directions.
LOL! From your lips to God’s ears, my friend. Prayer is definitely needed in this situation.
.....and then rain.....
Gas is sure enough high alright.
As the passengers settled in on a West Coast commuter flight a flight attendant announced, “We’d like you folks to help us welcome our new co-pilot. He’ll be performing his first commercial landing for us today, so be sure to give him a big round of applause when we come to a stop.”
The plane made an extremely bumpy landing, bouncing hard two or three times before taxiing to a stop. Still, the passengers applauded.
Then the attendant’s voice came over the intercom, “Thanks for flying with us. And don’t forget to let our co-pilot know which landing you liked best.”
Upon entering a little country store, the stranger noticed a sign saying “DANGER! BEWARE OF DOG!” posted on the door glass.
Inside, he noticed a harmless old hound dog asleep on the floor near the cash register.
He asked the store’s owner “Is that the dog folks are supposed to beware of?”
“Yep,” the proprietor answered, “That’s him.”
The stranger couldn’t help being amused. “That certainly doesn’t look like a dangerous dog to me,” he chuckled. “Why in the world did you decide to post that sign?”
“Because,” the owner replied, “before I posted that sign, people kept tripping over him.”
“College Applicant”
Parents can be very upset when their children don’t get into the college of their choice.
As an admissions counselor for a state university, I took a call from an irate mother who was demanding to know why her daughter had been turned down. Avoiding any mention of the transcript full of D’s, I explained that her daughter just wasn’t as “competitive” as the admitted class.
“Why doesn’t she try anther school for a year and then transfer?” I suggested.
“Another school!” exclaimed the Mother. “Have you seen her grades
Dear Ruth:
I’m going to be in your neighborhood Saturday afternoon and I would like to visit.
Love Always, Jesus
Her hands were shaking as she placed the letter on the table. “Why would the Lord want to visit me? I’m nobody special. I don’t have anything to offer.”
With that thought, Ruth remembered her empty kitchen cabinets.
“Oh my goodness, I really don’t have anything to offer. I’ll have to run down to the store and buy something for dinner.” She reached for her purse and counted out it’s contents.
Five dollars and forty cents. “Well, I can get some bread and cold cuts, at least.”
She threw on her coat and hurried out the door.
She bought a loaf of French bread, a half-pound of sliced turkey, and a carton of milk - leaving Ruth with a grand total of twelve cents to last her until Monday.
Nonetheless, she felt good as she headed home, her meager offerings tucked under her arm.
“Hey lady. Can you help us, lady?”
Ruth had been so absorbed in her dinner plans, she hadn’t even noticed two figures huddled in the alleyway. A man and a woman, both of them dressed in little more than rags.
“Look lady, I ain’t got a job, ya know, and my wife and I have been living out here on the street, and, well, now it’s getting cold and we’re getting kinda hungry and, well, if you could help us, lady, we’d really appreciate it.”
Ruth looked at them both. They were dirty, they smelled bad and frankly, she was certain that they could get some kind of work if they really wanted to.
“Sir, I’d like to help you, but I’m a poor woman myself. All I have is a few cold cuts and some bread, and I’m having an important guest for dinner tonight and I was planning on serving that to Him.”
“Yeah, well, okay lady, I understand. Thanks anyway.”
The man put his arm around the woman’s shoulders, turned and he headed back into the alley.
As she watched them leave, Ruth felt a familiar twinge in her heart.
“Sir, wait!”
The couple stopped and turned as she ran down the alley after them. “Look, why don’t you take this food. I’ll figure out something else to serve my guest.”
She handed the man her grocery bag.
“Thank you lady. Thank you very much!”
“Yes, thank you!” It was the man’s wife, and Ruth could see now that she was shivering.
“You know, I’ve got another coat at home. Here, why don’t you take this one.” Ruth unbuttoned her jacket and slipped it over the woman’s shoulders.
Then smiling, she turned and walked back to the street... without her coat and with nothing to serve her guest.
“Thank you lady! Thank you very much!”
Ruth was chilled by the time she reached her front door, and worried too. The Lord was coming to visit and she didn’t have anything to offer Him.
She fumbled through her purse for the door key. But as she did, she noticed another envelope in her mailbox.
“That’s odd. The mailman doesn’t usually come twice in one day.”
She took the envelope out of the box and opened it.
Dear Ruth:
It was so good to see you again. Thank you for the lovely meal. And thank you, too, for the beautiful coat.
Love Always, Jesus
“for as much as you do this for one of the least of mine......”—Jesus
There is a fire south of town and there are evacuations going on there now. :( “Fire crews are on the scene.” They are worn out.
It’s several miles from us...probably 15-20. The wind is still just raging. *sigh*
Hang in there and be safe. I understand it’s quite wild to the east of you and into Arkansas. A happy medium would be preferred.
That is true. Thanks for bring it out.
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