Greetings Everyone Been a busy day for me and days seem to be getting busier. Must not moan, as at least I can do what I do. Been thinking about when I studied authors, William Shakespeare and someone completely different, George Orwell. Splendid reading by both authors. Ellie
Last post by Jacqueline - July 08, 2020, 09:03:11 am
These past few days i have been engrossed in everything Tod and Coltan Burpo and Akiane Kramarik..stories, the book, video clips, the interviews, the paintings..
Thank you everyone for your uplifting, positivity, enthusiasm over the above story - for some rekindling the story from our past and bringing it back to our future... And a special thank-you to them both ( Coltan and Akiane, they have seen Jesus ) for giving us a glimpse of what is to come..and that it is real..Heaven our forever home is REAL..the place we belong that is just waiting for us...
I love that story, Jackie. I printed copies and enclosed them with my Christmas cards a few years ago. Thanks for sharing it, I love reading it again.
We had another wonderful rain on Friday night--a full TWO inches this time! How thankful we are, and how blessed! It has been really hot and humid since, but things have really greened up!
I'm taking a drawing class on Tuesdays this month, first one was today. Very basic, but I think it will be really helpful and help me improve my work. Drawing has always been my weak point, as I never had an art class of any kind in school; then when I started painting, I just sketched the "bare necessities" and started painting! So I'm thinking "better late than never!"
Carol, I can't figure out what I said that made you feel I thought you were bossy. I don't feel that way at all! But I know sometimes I express my opinions so strongly that I am misunderstood. Please forgive me, I don't think you're bossy; I think you're wonderful! Hope you are all recovered from the procedure and feeling more like your old self again.
Judy, thanks again for keeping thing going in here. We are few in number but it's still a special place to me, holding so many precious memories of friends who have been promoted to glory.
I cannot seem to keep up with the few things I do. Guess I'm either a lot slower or spending too much time with emails, Christian videos and sometimes Facebook. Sigh....I'm trying to do better, really I am!
Last post by Jacqueline - July 06, 2020, 04:16:24 am
A newfound church friend this morning sent me this story..
A wealthy man and his son loved to collect rare works of art. They had everything in their collection, from Picasso to Raphael. They would often sit together and admire the great works of art.. When the Vietnam conflict broke out, the son went to war. He was very courageous and died in battle while rescuing another soldier. The father was notified and grieved deeply for his only son. About a month later, just before Christmas, there was a knock at the door. A young man stood at the door with a large package in his hands.. He said, 'Sir, you don't know me, but I am the soldier for whom your son gave his life. He saved many lives that day, and he was carrying me to safety when a bullet struck him in the heart and he died instantly.... He often talked about you, and your love for art.' The young man held out this package. 'I know this isn't much. I'm not really a great artist, but I think your son would have wanted you to have this.' The father opened the package. It was a portrait of his son, painted by the young man. He stared in awe at the way the soldier had captured the personality of his son in the painting. The father was so drawn to the eyes that his own eyes welled up with tears. He thanked the young man and offered to pay him for the picture.. 'Oh, no sir, I could never repay what your son did for me. It's a gift.' The father hung the portrait over his mantle. Every time visitors came to his home he took them to see the portrait of his son before he showed them any of the other great works he had collected. The man died a few months later. There was to be a great auction of his paintings. Many influential people gathered, excited over seeing the great paintings and having an opportunity to purchase one for their collection. On the platform sat the painting of the son. The auctioneer pounded his gavel. 'We will start the bidding with this picture of the son. Who will bid for this picture?' There was silence... Then a voice in the back of the room shouted, 'We want to see the famous paintings. Skip this one.' But the auctioneer persisted. 'Will somebody bid for this painting? Who will start the bidding? $100, $200?' Another voice angrily. 'We didn't come to see this painting. We came to see the Van Gogh'S, the Rembrandts. Get on with the Real bids!' But still the auctioneer continued. 'The son! The son! Who'll take the son?' Finally, a voice came from the very back of the room. It was the longtime gardener of the man and his son. 'I'll give $10 for the painting...' Being a poor man, it was all he could afford. 'We have $10, who will bid $20?' 'Give it to him for $10. Let's see the masters.' The crowd was becoming angry. They didn't want the picture of the son.. They wanted the more worthy investments for their collections. The auctioneer pounded the gavel.. 'Going once, twice, SOLD for $10!' A man sitting on the second row shouted, 'Now let's get on with the collection!' The auctioneer laid down his gavel. 'I'm sorry, the auction is over..' 'What about the paintings?' 'I am sorry. When I was called to conduct this auction, I was told of a secret tipulation in the will... I was not allowed to reveal that stipulation until this time. Only the painting of the son would be auctioned. Whoever bought that painting would inherit the entire estate, including the paintings. The man who took the son gets everything!' God gave His son over 2,000 years ago to die on the Cross. Much like the auctioneer, His message today is: 'The Son, the Son, who'll take the Son?' Because, you see, whoever takes the Son gets everything!
FOR GOD SO LOVED THE WORLD HE GAVE HIS ONE AND ONLY SON, THAT WHOEVER BELIEVES IN HIM SHALL NOT PERISH BUT HAVE ETERNAL LIFE...THAT'S LOVE
How nice to log on to entertainment - so many times it is someone I have never heard before today. Many thanks.
Janet: Sorry if I sound too bossy - best to you and hubby.
I used to think raising the children while working out of the house was a busy job - now, things go so fast and need so much attention, the day never seems long enough. Having two days of mental dullness from lack of sleep, I need a week to catch up. I do appreciate the daily message from Sarah Young. Behind two days from being on drugs - well, you know what I mean after being in hospital.
We have an interesting problem - there is a critter under the roof top and it is so high on a ladder we will have to find someone to help. Meaning pay one person - it may be a racoon (seen in the ravine) bird, bees -