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some inner thoughts of,
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Texas D
in
Woodville, Texas
about 50 miles west of Louisiana border
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Texas Armodilla |
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Born in upper WA state, young years through high school in So. CA., Texas I came in 64 and that's where I be. Married to a wonderful guy, Ronnie, 20 yrs now. A one-a-kind a guy he is and I know that God sent him to me. Have 3 daughters, 1 granddaughter, 2 grandsons. 1973 was a good year for this person Dee, you see, the spirit of God came to live within me. Have heard, seen, spoke, talked and walked where only the ones that have experienced the same thing and know what I mean. I believe in ^i^s for they continue to watch over me. God has blessed me with a spirit of compassion for the hurting and the less fortunate.
I believe in reaching, teaching, caring, giving, listening and loving. |
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I love to sing even though you wouldn't know it by the sound of my voice. Christian music is a must in my car, or no music at all. *S*
Through the spirit, God sends short poems to be written. I hope to share some of these with you. Creating cards and stationary is a great pass time for me. |
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To help the sick and the hungry has been implanted in me. I would do without a meal or hurt for the sick if need be. Color of skin makes no difference to me, for you see, I believe He sees us from within. Together we are one in the Lord, so-Praise God-
we ARE one. |
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always trash here and there, |
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but always thinkin goin on |
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A Dallas Cowboy fan, I am and because of my boss, Mr. George Miller, I had the pleasure of watching them play in Texas Stadium, an awesome site to behold. And of course, I couldn't go without mentioning those Utah Jazz-through thick or thin, we fans will stand right up to the end. That's ok boys, we'll get-em next year.
Thank God for the prayer line that I have connected to recently--what a difference it has made. A large family, 3 great kids, 3 wonderful grandchildren--tied, knitted, connected and bonded, how blessed is this person of me. For it is the Lord that lives within me that brings all these things possible. The trump shall sound, the heaven shall open and they in Him will be taken up.
Praise the Lord and will see you on the other side of one day. |
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" The Sunflower " |
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The Sunflower is my favorite flower, not only becasue of its'
right orange/yellow color, but because it's the tallest flower of it's kind. Standing tall and bold, having total control, sowing its' seeds to and fro. From nowhere they come, like the wings of heaven, scooping down, gathering seeds for all to reap. So the next time you see a tall Sunflower, remember the wings have been down sowing seeds. |
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" Family Ties " |
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A large we are, Dad had 2, mama had 4, together they had 3, so now, how many are there now? A Navy family we were, living on a pretty tight income, wanting not, for it seemed, our wants we always had. A close knit family we are, though we're all grown and on our own-together we always will be. Whether on the ground or in the air and some on their knees, it seems we know the others needs. I'm proud to be a part of this family, to show others what a family really means. Sisters alike, sisters we grew and of course quarrels and fights we never knew. *S* Knitting and bonding from the start, is what a family needs. Love holds it together-bended knees pulls it together. Thank God, He has allowed me to be one of many of this family. Every tree has many branches, every trail has many paths. |
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"Special Ones" |
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There are two types of people that are special to me.
1: The very young, without
our help, the infant, a
precious gift from God, is helpless. It's totally depending on us to feed, care and guide it until time to be on its' own.
2: The elderly, without their
wisdom, where would we be today? To sit and listen to someone in their age-the teaching and guiding for all to learn. Out of the months of babes comes the truth. The wisdom of the elderly is for all to be learned. |
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