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Hi Kathy! Thanks for another inspiring bio!
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Hi everybody!
((((HUGS)))
We were a power trio today...tight and lean and in the pocket.
Thanks, galz, for another wonderful story of our American heroes.
Here is
Every day a father craned his neck to look toward the distant road, waiting for his sons return. And every night he went to bed disappointed. But one day, a speck appeared. A lonesome silhouette stood against the crimson sky. Could that be my son? the father wondered. Then he caught sight of the familiar saunter. Yes, that has to be my son!
And so while the son was still a great way off, his father saw him and had compassion, and ran and fell on his neck and kissed him (Luke 15:20). It is remarkable that the family patriarch did something that was considered undignified in Middle Eastern culturehe ran to meet his son. The father was full of unbridled joy at his sons return.
The son didnt deserve such a reception. When he had asked his father for his share of the inheritance and left home, it was as if he had wished his father dead. But despite all that the son had done to his father, he was still his son (v.24).
This parable reminds me that Im accepted by God because of His grace, not because of my merits. It assures me that Ill never sink so deep that Gods grace cant reach me. Our heavenly Father is waiting to run to us with open arms.
Good morning, Canteen.
Good morning to our
Military, our Allies, and their families.
Thank you, Star, for preparing
the Canteen for todays activities.
R I P
Captain Charles Hazlitt Upham VC and bar
(September 21, 1908 - November 22, 1994)
World War II
Job well done.
Weekend wasn't too bad; weather was nice.
Finished it off with rain.
Now it's Monday
Off to make my rounds.
But please stay right where you are.
Chat up the military or a family member.
No need to fret...you know I'll be back!
The FR Canteen is
Come in and sit for a while.
There's always plenty of coffee, tea,
pancakes, conversation, silliness,
and plain old BS
REMEMBER THEM ~ DEFENDERS OF FREEDOM
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