Thankful Thursday

 

Today I’m thankful for the ability to be thankful

and the way thankfulness breeds thankfulness more and more…

because the more you practice being thankful….

you find

the more you have to be thankful for.

Jim Yerman

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Thankful Thursday

 A few of my 'thankfuls' for today.

It's always nice to have my morning coffee in a pretty new teacup.  My latest teacup gift from Tammy.  That girl is so good to her Momma!  Not only was the coffee good, but talking to the Lord was extra good.  Our Father Who art in heaven, Hallowed be thy name❤.

Most of you know how much I love porchsitting.  

Well, here I am, 

on my swing, 

on the porch,

 loving life!

Just a swangin' and thanking the Good Lord for such a good day.

Thankful list . . . 

Coffee in a teacup

Tammy

The Lord's Prayer

 Porch

Swing

Able to sit on the porch and swing. 😊

Oh, I almost forgot, I'm thankful for poems . . . 

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When the scale tells me I’ve not gained a pound

When my glasses or phone or keys have been found,

When the cop pulls me over but spares me the ticket

When my ice cream cone drips and I get to lick it,

When I read the obituaries and don’t know a soul,

When the car just ahead of me pays for my toll,

When my pants can fit without sucking my gut in😀

When I’m on the dance floor and a man asks to cut in,

When it’s time for a movie and I get to choose it,

When I cut out the coupon and remember to use it.

Everyone understands the worth

Of a big celebration: a marriage, a birth

But moments of joy, too many to mention

Brighten each day, when we just pay attention.

By Eileen Hession

Thank You Lord

For the birds that sing,

Thank You Lord

For everything.

Until Next Time

   I love having my coffee each morning while sitting at the kitchen table.  There is a very big window there where I can look out and enjoy the day outside, especially when the sun is shining.  When I open the blinds the sun fills my kitchen with light, it's very uplifting.  Alas, no sunshine to fill the room today,  it's a very gloomy overcast morning. 

I sat at the table and enjoyed my coffee missing the beautiful sun rays that usually warms my spirit and heart . . . and then I spotted this little rose . . .

One little rose way down low, peeking out looking for the sunshine too!

Somehow knowing I wasn't alone made me feel so much better.

Sweet little rose

looking for the sun!

I'm looking too

where has it gone.

One thing for sure

this I know,

We still have the SON

He'll never go!

His light still shines

on days of gloom

filling our hearts

 making us bloom.

Thank You Lord

I was so blessed to be at GLOW last Saturday.  Only four of us met but we managed to have three wonderful hours together.   Laughter and sistership, it was wonderful.  

 

This is Pat, she is a sweetheart, precious friend.

On the left is Sandy, we just had our 47th friendship anniversary.

On the right is Arlene, a dear, dear friend.

For those that might not know ~ 

GLOW is God Loves Older Women.

I'm off to the beauty shop this afternoon, long past due for a haircut.  Looking forward to visiting all my blog friends later this afternoon.

Wishing you a very happy and blessed day♥

Until Next Time

A Dog Named Rum & Thankful Thursday

“It’s Thursday. I’m breathing. I’m alive and I’m blessed.

 God is so good.”

It's a happy and blessed Thursday!

Sharing a cute poem today, hope it makes you smile.

The Ballad Of Rum

By Peter R Wolveridge

Poem About A Loveable Guard Dog

A story based on a real dog who still watches over our yard in his own way.

A dog wandered into our garden one day,

A friendly old mutt, didn't look like a stray.

We never discovered whence he had come,

But we brushed him and fed him and the kids called him Rum.

Now as family members, even dogs must work hard,

So we put Rum on duty next door in our yard,

Bright eyed and watchful by night and by day,

But not much of a guard dog, I'm sorry to say.

He barked at the cats and he'd bark at a toad,

He barked at the cattle outside on the road,

He barked at the horses - so where did he fail?

You see, Rum liked people, and he just wagged his tail.

He liked the yard labor, an amiable bunch.

They fed our dog tidbits and scraps from their lunch.

Rum wolfed it all down, but to our dismay

He seemed to get fatter with each passing day.

Then one night when Rum was laid at his ease,

A burglar crept in just as quiet as you please.

He saw no alarms, heard no siren howling,

No guard dog for sure, there'd be barking and growling.

But Rum was awake and he'd seen him alright,

Delighted with company this time of the night,

He flew through the yard, his new friend to greet,

And his weight bowled the burglar right off of his feet.

The intruder got up and ran off with a wail

And Rum right behind him still wagging his tail.

He departed the yard he'd come in to burgle

Like a champion athlete clearing a hurdle.

But Rum couldn't jump gates, so sadly instead

He picked up the thief's wallet and went back to bed.

Next morning the evidence everyone viewed,

When Rum brought it to us, (just a little bit chewed).

Once given the wallet, the police didn't fail

To capture the burglar and put him in jail.

His confession like wildfire spread through the town,

How a big vicious guard dog had knocked the thief down.

We all howled with laughter when we heard the story,

And Rum was our hero, he was basking in glory.

There's been no attempts since to burgle our yard,

For everyone knows now that Rum is on guard.

Thankful Thursday

I had my regular checkup with the pulmonologist on Monday and I'm doing great!  Needless to say, I'm so thankful for a very good report.

Tuesday we went to the DMV in Baytown so I could renew my driver's license.  I've been dreading going because there is usually a long line.  Much to my surprise it wasn't crowded at all, I was in and out in about 30 minutes.  I sure was thankful there was not a long wait.

When we left there we went to Cracker Barrel for a good meal.  Cracker Barrel is one of my favorite restaurants.

Always remember you are a child of God

and truly loved by your Father in Heaven.

Until Next Time

 A very quiet Saturday, nothing happening to speak of. . . 

so, I decided it would be a good day to put together a puzzle.

A house is made with walls and beams; a home is built with love and dreams.

Home, is where love resides,

memories are created,

friends and family always welcome,

and laughter never ends.

Did the walls of the barn start to tremble

With a glory they could not contain?

Did anyone wake with the feeling

Of peace that they could not explain?

Oh the love must have been overwhelming

As it warmed everyone in it's flow

For all of the earth is still telling

of 2000 years ago.

Joy Williams

I have been binge watching Secrets of the Zoo.  The Brooklyn Zoo, Tampa Zoo and a zoo in Australia do wonderful work with their animals.  The shows are always so interesting and informative.   Being an animal lover I really appreciate seeing the love the employees show for the animals under their care.

Until Next Time

Family News

My sweet youngest daughter Peggy was taken by ambulance to the hospital early Sunday morning.  She awoke to terrible pain in her abdomen and test show she has an infected gall bladder.  Ouch.

I was so relieved that her hubby Hank was allowed to be with her at the hospital.  After some pain meds Peggy says she is okay and her surgery will be this afternoon.

Sweet Kaylea's pregnancy is going so well, she had a rough start but Praise God she is doing great.

Little Hazel Kay will be here in a few months!

Hard to believe our youngest grandchild will be 22 this month.

Travis and his dad at their cabin in Wyoming.

After several delays, Granddaughter Meagan and her hubby, Joe, have signed on their new home.

They are all moved in and enjoying their new neighborhood.

Emma, Merica, Ava

Maegan says the girls have settled in nicely and are loving their new home.

God gave each of us a special family
that we can call our own.
A family that loves us for who we are
so we would never feel alone.

They may not like everything we do
or everything we say,
but the beautiful thing about "family"
is that they love us anyway.

Sometimes we feel rejected
by people who do not care,
but our hearts are warmed when remembering
that our family is always there!

So hug them a little more often,
for sometimes we hurt the ones we love.
And tell them how much you love them,
for they were sent to you from above.

Josephine Zavala-Florez

Until Next Time

Porch-Sitting

On the porch is where I sit,
Enjoying life a little bit.

I love to watch the flowers grow,
and hear the fountain water flow.

The birds they come to eat and sing,
Thanking God for everything.

The porch it is my happy place,
God provided by His grace.

It's where I talk to the Lord above,
It's here I feel His precious love.

Yes, on the porch I love to sit,
Come on over and visit a bit.

Hope you had a wonderful holiday weekend!

Ours was peaceful and quiet, we sure missed the fireworks show the city has at Sylvan Beach.  We live close enough to watch from the porch, sadly it was canceled this year.

Hebrews 13:8
 Jesus Christ is the same yesterday, today, and forever. 

Things have really changed this year, one thing for sure, our Lord has not changed, He is the same yesterday, today, tomorrow and forever.

Malachi 3:6a
 “For I am the Lord, I do not change;

Today is a new day, the beginning of a new week and a new month, I pray it's the beginning of a decline for Covid19.

Until Next Time

Red Bird

If I were a bird, I’d sing a song
And fly about the whole day long
And when the night comes, go to rest,
Up in my cozy little nest.

Lazy days of summer are here, and Covid19 makes them even lazier.  Not much to do, all activities canceled, parks are closed . . . just staying home and living day by day as the Good Lord provides.

I'm a home body anyway so it's not bothering me as much as it is some people.  I enjoy being home, I enjoy porch-sitting and I enjoy visiting with friends and family via social media.  It's a simple life, but it's a good life.

Be as a bird perched on a frail branch that she feels bending beneath her, still she sings away all the same, knowing she has wings.

Victor Hugo

My porch is my happy place and my prayer room.

Through this virus storm, the red bird still sings, the flowers still bloom, and God still holds my hand.

AND

Life is still good.

Fear not, for I am with you;
Be not dismayed, for I am your God.
I will strengthen you,
Yes, I will help you,
I will uphold you with My righteous right hand.’
Isaiah 41:10

Until Next Time

Hearts make my heart h♡ppy!

Especially when there's flowers inside!

If I can stop one heart from breaking
I shall not live in vain
If I can ease one Life the Aching
Or cool one in pain

Or help one fainting Robin
Unto his Nest again,
I shall not live in Vain.

Emily Dickinson

We're having a lot of rain this week, now the dust storm coming from Africa is due, guess we'll be having muddy rain before it's all over.

Because of the rain we haven't been able to enjoy the porch, but with that said, the grass is loving it!!  It's much needed so I'm not complaining. . . . well, maybe a little.

This morning, the house is cool and dark because of the rain, it's very quiet, a good time for some thinking.

I'm thinking, how wonderful it would be if all hate was gone and only love filled the hearts of all mankind.

Until Next Time

Monday, Monday, so good to me
Monday mornin', it was all I hoped it would be. . .

Another Monday, another day of staying home.

Mr D and I did go for a ride late yesterday afternoon.  Our son rode with us and it was nice to get out for a while.  We went to Dairy Queen for ice cream and drove down to Sylvan Beach and people watched.  Yes, there were people out and about but not near as many as usual.  We sat in the car, talked and listened to the radio.  

It was a nice outing.

Our Son cooked dinner for us, a roast in the crockpot with carrots, mushrooms and potatoes.  I don't know what seasonings he used but that roast was delicious and so tender.

Thanks Rusty!

If you've followed my blog for any length of time you know I love music and poems.  I was looking for a poem that might talk to us in today's virus world.  I was looking at poems by Helen Steiner Rice, one of my favorite poets and I wasn't finding exactly what I wanted.  I was on her webpage when I suddenly wasn't....that happens to me often....I think I was led by God because the first poem I saw was perfect and the author is unknown.

The Lor

The Lord’s love and protection
Are never so far,
That he cannot reach us
Wherever we are.
His arm outstretched
Like an eagle’s wing,
Ever hovering with the love
And care he brings.
Enlightened by his strength
And comforting power,
We may rest and be assured
Every day, every hour.

Author Unknown

But those who wait on the Lord Shall renew their strength; They shall mount up with wings like eagles, They shall run and not be weary, They shall walk and not faint.

Isaiah 40:31

Until Next Time

Hello October

Cooler weather blew in last night and it was so nice on the porch this morning.

Because the heat seems to aggravate my COPD I've spent most of the summer inside.  I ordered two new magazines, Angels On Earth and Mysterious Ways, which I have really enjoyed, along with the others I prescribe to ~ Decision Magazine from Billy Graham Ministries, Charisma Magazine, and Lamplighter Magazine from Lamb and Lion Ministries.

 I also take several newsletters, the one I enjoy the most is Dr. Ed Hindson's Prophetic Newsletter. 

Plenty of reading to enjoy.

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A Fall Poem by Emily Dickinson

The morns are meeker than they were,

The nuts are getting brown;

The berry's cheek is plumper,

The rose is out of town.

The maple wears a gayer scarf,

The field a scarlet gown.

Lest I should be old-fashioned,

I'll put a trinket on.

Compelled by the dazzling color palette of her native New England landscape, Emily Dickinson resolves to be fashionable by adding an ornament to her fall ensemble. Although one typically imagines Dickinson staying classy in basic black or all white, the poet wasn't too chic to ignore seasonal cues when it came to updating her wardrobe.

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Until Next Time

I think I'll go put a trinket on!