We began our first full day in Pigeon Forge with coffee on the porch, followed by a breakfast of peanut butter waffles and precooked bacon. I prepared the waffles before leaving home, so it was a simple matter of popping them in the toaster. Over breakfast we discussed our plan for the day. Afternoon rain was forecast so we decided to venture out to a short nature trail behind the Sugarlands Visitor Center.
The trail was an easy 1.1 mile walk, more like a stroll through the woods leading to Cataract Falls. Perfect! Shortly after we began walking, we felt a few sprinkles of rain, but nothing more. We came across multiple signs like this one, It was interesting to know not only the name of the plants, trees and bushes, but how they were used.
Of course, no self respecting mountain trail would be complete without a cheerful stream running alongside.
Just before the bridge was this odd tree stump. What stories it could tell!
When we arrived at the falls, a light rain began, but it didn’t last long enough to wet us. An interesting interaction happened where people were having their pictures taken in front of the falls. A bystander saw a group posing and called out a man’s name. Surprised laughter followed. To the best of my eavesdropping ability, it seemed they were acquaintances from the same town and I think they were involved in a sport. You just never know who you will see. We did the picture thing too.
Husband and daughter
After leaving the falls we discovered a shortcut back to our car. Not nearly as picturesque, but with rain threatening, it seemed like the best choice. We followed a couple who were walking confidently and seemed to know where they were going. I’m glad we chose that route as it brought us out in front of the stone ranger station. We admired the stone work. There’s just something about it that says strong and enduring.
Back at the timeshare we had lunch then banished my husband to take a nap. My daughter and I decided to brave the impending rain and do some shopping in Sevierville. I got a kick out of the ducks in front of the Dollar Tree store. Just before I snapped the picture their faces were pressed close to the windows.
Taco soup that I made ahead at home was a perfect rainy night supper, followed by streaming one of our favorite TV shows ended day 2 of our anniversary celebration.
After my retirement, I decided to re-learn the canning and preserving skills I learned from my mother but hadn’t practiced for twenty years. I titled the blog Old Things R New to chronicle my experience. Since then I have been blessed to have six other bloggers join me, DiVoran Lites, Bill Lites, Judy Wills, Louise Gibson, Janet Perez Eckles and Melody Hendrix
In addition to blogging, I work as the publicist/marketer/ amateur editor and general “mom Friday” for my author daughter, Rebekah Lyn. I also manage her website, Rebekah Lyn Books
My 2021 goal is continue touse my love of photographs and words to be an encourager on social media. You can visit Real Life Books and Media You Tube Channel if you would like to view some of the mini-videos I have created for our church, Gateway Community in Titusville, Fl.
This one is called, “Stoneface – The Old Man Of The Mountains.” The State Seal of New Hampshire has been the profile view of The Old Man Of The Mountains since 1945. As you can see in the picture herein, The Old Man Of The Mountains is a natural rock formation on the side of The White Mountains up in Franconia Notch, NH which resembles a profile view of an old man. ‘Stoneface’ was discovered back in the 1800’s. Sadly, he crumbled and fell in May 2003 after being there for about 25,000 years according to geologists and historians.
Listen to the podcast for the whole story. You can find it on the major podcast platforms like Spotify, Apple Podcasts, Google Podcasts and similar.
Or if you wanna go direct, you can find it at www.StorytellerAlmanac.Com. And please, if you feel so inclined, subscribe to the podcast so you won’t miss any future episodes. No obligation. No charge. No salesperson will call .
I’ve been ‘clickin’ the shutter since I was about 16. I morphed into video production when I went to work for The Walt Disney Company many years ago. Currently, I still work for Disney. But my real passion and path is utilizing my photography and multimedia skill sets for the greater good. Translated, anything or anybody that deserves recognition, appreciation or documenting for future history, I’m all over it. Too many important things just slip away in a fast moving, fast paced world / society. ‘If ya’ wanna know where you’re going, ya’ gotta know where ya’ come from’ (Sir Lawrence Olivier – The Jazz Singer 1980).
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Our daughter arrived the previous night. She drove up from Florida. We made the decision over supper to not rush around in the morning to get an early start. We would be spending 5 nights at a time share in Pigeon Forge, Tennessee that our friend generously gifted us and check in was after 4 pm. The drive would take two to two and one half hours, depending on how often we stopped while driving through the Great Smoky Mountain National Park.
After coffee on the porch, a leisurely breakfast and some last minute packing, we loaded our daughter’s Toyota Rav 4 and set out. (Remember from last week, our car’s check engine light was triggered on our trip from Florida.) Over the years we have spent many happy hours in the GSMNP, Gatlinburg and Pigeon Forge, Tennessee. In our younger days we would day trip with my husband driving late a night, back to our rented cabin in Franklin, NC. Often the fog was swirling thick, but my husband handled the driving well. Many nights I held a sleeping, exhausted child in my arms. Sweet memories. Since we are well past our younger days we haven’t been able to explore our favorite places on the Tennessee side. We would have 5 days to visit favorite places and maybe find some news ones.
We were almost to the Oconoluftee Visitor Center when we saw cars parked alongside the road. This usually indicates elk in the fields but we didn’t see any. Our daughter spotted the elk in a river partially hidden by trees. We had seen pictures of the elk in the river but never witnessed it. My daughter and I grabbed our cameras and strode across the fields. They were beautiful.
The ducks enjoyed the water as well. There were more elk on the opposite shore but we didn’t get them in the pictures or the video.
When we arrived in Pigeon Forge, we easily found our holiday retreat. We weren’t sure what to expect, as the property had several room options.
At check in we learned that we were assigned a Pedestal townhouse. I was thrilled.
The stairs were a bit of a trial, hauling our suitcases, coolers and the assorted things we felt we just had to have. After settling in, we were ready for some supper. In Pigeon Forge the main highway is called The Parkway. It is lined on both sides with every kind of business and restaurants. We decided our first holiday meal would be at Cheddars. It’s a chain restaurant but one we don’t have in our small town.
Our meal was excellent. A good choice for our first night. We returned to our rental and discovered the wi-fi surpassed our expectations. We brough out our Roku and settled in for television streaming.
Next week, day two and the hunt for wildflowers.
After my retirement, I decided to re-learn the canning and preserving skills I learned from my mother but hadn’t practiced for twenty years. I titled the blog Old Things R New to chronicle my experience. Since then I have been blessed to have six other bloggers join me, DiVoran Lites, Bill Lites, Judy Wills, Louise Gibson, Janet Perez Eckles and Melody Hendrix
In addition to blogging, I work as the publicist/marketer/ amateur editor and general “mom Friday” for my author daughter, Rebekah Lyn. I also manage her website, Rebekah Lyn Books
My 2021 goal is continue touse my love of photographs and words to be an encourager on social media. You can visit Real Life Books and Media You Tube Channel if you would like to view some of the mini-videos I have created for our church, Gateway Community in Titusville, Fl.
This weeks’ episode from my podcast series, “Storyteller Almanac” is called, “Richard B.” It’s a story about a famous person in history that had one of the most unique and original views on a well known piece of American heritage. He really held ‘allegiance’ to his ‘pledge’ . I think you’ll like this one – especially if you are even a little bit patriotic and have feelings for this great country called America!
You can find the podcast on all the major podcast platforms like Apple Podcasts, Spotify, Google Podcasts etc… You can also find it at www.StorytellerAlmanac.Com. And please, if you feel so inclined, subscribe to the podcast so you won’t miss any future episodes. No obligation. No charge and no salesperson will call .
I’ve been ‘clickin’ the shutter since I was about 16. I morphed into video production when I went to work for The Walt Disney Company many years ago. Currently, I still work for Disney. But my real passion and path is utilizing my photography and multimedia skill sets for the greater good. Translated, anything or anybody that deserves recognition, appreciation or documenting for future history, I’m all over it. Too many important things just slip away in a fast moving, fast paced world / society. ‘If ya’ wanna know where you’re going, ya’ gotta know where ya’ come from’ (Sir Lawrence Olivier – The Jazz Singer 1980).
If you feel so inclined, I’d sure appreciate you subscribing to Storyteller Almanac on any of the major podcast platforms like Apple Podcasts, Spotify, Google Podcasts and more. Really helps me grow the po
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Dust from the dirt road came in through the open window. But my nine-year-old brother and I, at 10, didn’t care. Mom held us tight as we rode in the back seat of the dilapidated truck.
“When will we get there?” my brother and I asked over and over again.
We wanted the trip to end. Maybe because with each bump, the springs that protruded through the cloth seat poked my bottom. Or perhaps we were eager to arrive because we knew the excitement that awaited us in our vacation place in the tropical area of Bolivia.
The destination was lovely, but the journey to get there was not only long, but dangerous. The narrow, bumpy road bordering the mountain is identified as the most dangerous road in the world.
Drivers honk their horn as they take sharp turns to alert the oncoming traffic. Did I mention it’s only one way?
The edge of the road that winds around leads to an endless cliff. The winding road has no protection. Homemade crosses of all kinds and sizes line the edge, marking the places where vehicles slipped off resulting in fatalities.
One such accident took place recently, leaving a young man paralyzed. His family, American missionaries, sent prayer requests around the world.
The Roads of Life
As we ride through the mountain roads of life, we also encounter unexpected turns that bring pain and heartache. And we ask, why? Why does adversity barge unannounced? It catches us unprepared and vulnerable. Inevitably, the tragedy pushes us down the cliff of sorrow.
I tasted that heartache years ago when, in that dark emergency room, the doctor said to me and my family, “He didn’t survive the stab wounds he received.”
Losing my youngest son was unthinkable. I cried out to God, “Why?”
I found that kind of pain has no logic, reason, or purpose. But more importantly, I learned that God’s peace has no limit.
7 Promises for You
Friends, if you or anyone is in the prison of pain, here are seven promises needed in order to be set free.
We count on His help, constant and never changing because “God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble” (Psalm 46:1).
We silence words of self-pity or sorrow. “My lips will glorify you. I will praise you as long as I live…” (Psalm 63:4a).
We let go the grip on bitterness and instead, we reach up to Him. “In your name I will lift up my hands” (Psalm 63:4b).
Our heart may be broken, but our soul is intact. “My soul will be satisfied as with the richest of foods; with singing lips my mouth will praise you” (Psalm 63:5).
We thank God for the sweet sleep that will come because “On my bed I remember you; I think of you through the watches of the night because you are my help…” (Psalm 63:6).
We claim His power, knowing where we find protection. “We sing in the shadow of your wings. Our soul clings to you…” (Psalm 63:7).
We declare: Lord, we will not faint because “Our soul clings to you; your right hand upholds us” (Psalm 63:8).
No matter where the road of life leads, how it turns or how bumpy it gets, we have God’s reassurance. We declare our trust in Him as we allow Him to take the wheel. He will lead us away from the cliffs of sorrow. And He will keep us on track as He proves He’s in control. Eventually we arrive at the destination. It offers freedom as we discover heartache leaves and healing begins.
Let’s Pray
Father, I praise you for already knowing the help we would need, the comfort we would desire, and the reassurance we would call for. Thank you for going before us to prepare the healing and the restoration of our peace. I thank you in Jesus’ name.
Who’s at the wheel of your life as you take unexpected turns?
Janet
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Did you know I wrote a book filled with words of encouragement, uplifting thoughts and illustrations of real-life triumph to empower you? Its title, Trials of Today, Treasures for Tomorrow: Overcoming Adversities in Life. You can get it HERE.
Looking for a speaker for your upcoming event? A great speaker makes the difference between a so-so event and one that shines with impact. I invite you to view one of my two-minute videos HERE.
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As I am writing this I am back in Florida. I was so pleased we had managed to actually end our winter stay in Florida not just on the planned date, but three days early on April 2! I think someone important- God, did say that man plans but God has the last word. And he did.
April 3rd was our 50th wedding anniversary. After much back and forth about a small celebration with friends we decided on a short trip that would begin April 9th.
We left Florida on April 2 and spent the night on the road. We only had two plans for the big day, doughnuts and coffee at Krispy Kreme and playing it by ear to choose a restaurant for a celebratory meal. The doughnuts plan worked out perfectly, the meal not so much. The route we were on didn’t offer much in the way of special and by the time we arrived home, I just wanted any meal I didn’t have to cook!
What a difference 50 years make! We haven’t mastered the art of the selfie.
I was thrilled to be back in the mountains in time to see the daffodils bloom. I haven’t seen them in a couple of years.I even discovered four tulips blooming in the Hosta bed. To my delight, the pansies I planted last fall were still going strong. They were impossible for me to grow in the Florida heat.
The grass wasn’t nearly as tall as when we return in May but the next day my husband couldn’t wait to get on his mower and tidy it up. I think he just likes riding on the mower but I love the way freshly mown grass smells so, it’s all good. I didn’t get a picture so this 7 second video will have to do.
He also likes to use the weed eater. I think he must work some of his frustrations out as the machine chews up the weeds and grass.
Later in the week we combined a doctor check up with a lunch visit with friends. Leaving our Florida friends behind is sad, but seeing our transplanted Florida friends in nearby South Carolina is always a joy.
One more day and our daughter would be joining us to be a part of our anniversary celebration. It’s a good thing too, because on the way north, the dreaded check engine light on the car dashboard came on. We needed her car for the trip!
Her visit ties in with my opening paragraph. While helping us pack the car in Florida, (She is an outstanding packer) she reinjured her upper back. By the time our anniversary trip was over, she was in severe pain. She tried Tele Med to no avail. Unable to drive, my husband suggested we rent a tow dolly and pull her car home.
Photo credit U-Haul
And so, here we are in Florida… with the truck. Husband is talking about a trip to Ikea.I’m thinking about more flowers and pots.
More next week on our anniversary trip. It was wonderful.
After my retirement, I decided to re-learn the canning and preserving skills I learned from my mother but hadn’t practiced for twenty years. I titled the blog Old Things R New to chronicle my experience. Since then I have been blessed to have six other bloggers join me, DiVoran Lites, Bill Lites, Judy Wills, Louise Gibson, Janet Perez Eckles and Melody Hendrix
In addition to blogging, I work as the publicist/marketer/ amateur editor and general “mom Friday” for my author daughter, Rebekah Lyn. I also manage her website, Rebekah Lyn Books .
My 2021 goal is to continue to use my love of photographs and words to be an encourager on social media. You can visit Real Life Books and Media You Tube Channel if you would like to view some of the mini-videos I have created for our church, Gateway Community in Titusville, Fl.
Our podcaster, Mike Thomas has had a busy week. He just released a new music album. Here is his post about it.
AVAILABLE TUESDAY, APRIL 20th, 2021
This is my most recent project. Released April 15th, 2021, it’s all music / no words. Mainly solo piano with strings. The title reflects a newer musical path I’ve been on for a little while now. Translated, the music I now write or perform is quite different than what I started doing publicly way back in the day. If you enjoy listening to the likes of George Winston, Floyd Cramer, Yanni, Jim Brickman, David Lantz or similar, then. I’m pretty sure you’ll like this album.
Track listing is below. You can listen HERE to sample snippets of all 10 songs. You’ll also find links to where the music resides in digital format to download. To listen to a select few music samples plus the back story on this new project in the promotional video that follows:
Mike also released a new podcast The Musical Minister
I’ve been ‘clickin’ the shutter since I was about 16. I morphed into video production when I went to work for The Walt Disney Company many years ago. Currently, I still work for Disney. But my real passion and path is utilizing my photography and multimedia skill sets for the greater good. Translated, anything or anybody that deserves recognition, appreciation or documenting for future history, I’m all over it. Too many important things just slip away in a fast moving, fast paced world / society. ‘If ya’ wanna know where you’re going, ya’ gotta know where ya’ come from’ (Sir Lawrence Olivier – The Jazz Singer 1980).
If you feel so inclined, I’d sure appreciate you subscribing to Storyteller Almanac on any of the major podcast platforms like Apple Podcasts, Spotify, Google Podcasts and more. Really helps me grow the po
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He belongs behind bars. I think you’ll agree after you read this excerpt from Wild at Heart, by Ransom Ministries.
“Our local zoo, for years had one of the biggest African lions I’ve ever seen. A huge male, nearly five hundred pounds, with a wonderful mane and absolutely enormous paws. Panthera leo, the King of the Beasts.
Sure, he was caged, but I’m telling you the bars offered small comfort when you stood within six feet of something that in any other situation saw you as an easy lunch. Honestly, I felt I ought to shepherd my boys past him at a safe distance, as if he could pounce on us if he really wanted to.
Yet he was my favorite, and whenever the others would wander on to the monkey house or the tigers, I’d double back just for a few more minutes in the presence of someone so powerful and noble and deadly. Perhaps it was fear mingled with admiration; perhaps it was simply that my heart broke for the big old cat.
This wonderful, terrible creature should have been out roaming the savannah, ruling his pride, striking fear into the heart of every wildebeest, bringing down zebras and gazelles whenever the urge seized him. Instead, he spent every hour of every day and every night of every year alone, in a cage smaller than your bedroom, his food served to him through a little metal door.”
Whew!
Although pitifully out of his habitat, he’s behind bars so visitors are safe. Not so in the zoo of life we’re living in right now. Another being lurks around. He’s on the loose, free, roaming from here to there as “he prowls around like a roaring lion looking for someone to devour” (1 Peter 5:8).
But before we take a step back in fear, we recognize what we must never do: not for one minute do we become intimidated, or do we focus on his presence, his demonic ploys or his masterful lies that carry counterfeit messages.
Instead, we follow the FBI’s method. They have an effective way to detect counterfeit currency bills.
Their approach is to intensely study, analyze and examine the intricate details of the authentic, genuine currency.
So deeply ingrained in their brains are the details of the true and legitimate paper bill that when they encounter a counterfeit, they immediately recognize it.
We need to do the same. We prepare. We study, examine and internalize God’s truth. Then, quicker than a flick on the cell phone, we can identify the adversary.
3 Steps to Take
And to avoid being his prey, we take these three steps:
No. 1: Dress up for the day. Each morning, before we pour the first cup of coffee, we put on the armor of God. Why? Because the day of temptation and attacks will come. When it does, here’s what we do:
“…put on the full armor of God, so that when the day of evil comes, you may be able to stand your ground, and after you have done everything, to stand. Stand firm then, with the belt of truth buckled around your waist, with the breastplate of righteousness in place, and with your feet fitted with the readiness that comes from the gospel of peace. In addition to all this, take up the shield of faith, with which you can extinguish all the flaming arrows of the evil one. Take the helmet of salvation and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God.” (Ephesians 6:13-17)
We have that mighty designer armor delivered right to the door of our heart. But what do we do? Instead of putting it on, we sometimes head out spiritually naked. We do because life’s tasks demand our time. Because social media lures us. Because we become busy feeding our worry with exaggerated lies from the media. And before we know it, we become an inviting prey for the enemy.
But it doesn’t have to be that way. Dressed in God’s armor, we’re the ones who sit at the table of His grace and feed our mind, spirit and soul with the promise of His guaranteed protection.
No. 2. We declare our position. Equipped and ready, we can step at the front of the battle line. Fear left behind, worry shed away, anxiety has no power anymore.
And from this point on, no matter how gloomy the world turns, how uncertain the future may seem. And no matter what threats may come our way, we stand firm empowered by our position of truth. God’s truth that, in the midst of our worst pain and anguish, He speaks to us through the Apostle Paul’s words “For your sake we face death all day long; we are considered as sheep to be slaughtered” (Romans 8:36).
The danger is real and the threat is near. But we stand in the position of power because “…neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord” (Romans 8:38-39).
Our place of security is in Christ.
Our place of security is in Christ.
That’s why even if the world seems to be falling apart, we’re secure because we’re in the right location—in Him. In Christ, in His corner. In His strength and in His love.
No. 3 Dare to be different. Have you read the posts? Have you listened to the news? Have you seen the complaints and lamenting words? We all have. But not all of us have to follow the crowd and become members of the “frantic club.”
Once inducted in this club, we’re doomed. We end up making decisions based on everyone else’s example. We follow steps dictated by fear. And we head in directions paved by others.
Time to change. What if we chose to dare to be different? Let’s disconnect that channel from which we receive our information. What if we pull away from the computer? What if we temporarily turned off our cell phones. Outrageous!
Though it may seem an impossible task as our cells have become a body part—they go with us everywhere—restaurants, cars, stores, the park, the bathroom. Soon they might sell water-proof cell phones so we can take them in the shower.
But what if we choose to be different and take a few minutes to be in silence. And with resolve, we direct our focus only on the Lord. On His ways. On His goodness. On His promises. And on His comfort.
The Result
The result will be that in God’s presence, we find peace. In the stillness of our heart, we find rest. In the quiet of the moment, our minds become clear. And in the pondering of His goodness, we gain strength.
That’s why we remain steady. We remain strong and faithful. And instead of wimpy Christians, we become warriors, conquerors. Actually, “No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us” (Romans 8:37).
More than conquerors, secure in who we are, we begin each day spiritually dressed. We declare our position in Christ. We boldly choose to be different than the crowd. And thus, we put the enemy behind bars and we stand firm and victorious.
Although a victorious life doesn’t mean empty of adversity, it’s rich with God’s promise that we’re guided by the truth of His Word. We’re anointed by His Holy Spirit. And protected by the blood of the Lamb.
Let’s Pray
Father, thank you for providing the perfect shield from the enemy’s attacks, Under Your grace, we may not be immune to suffering, but we’re equipped to endure, to triumph and live in the security of Your protection. In Jesus’ name.
What steps have you taken to live secure and protected?
Janet
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Did you know I wrote a book filled with words of encouragement, uplifting thoughts and illustrations of real-life triumph to empower you? Its title, Trials of Today, Treasures for Tomorrow: Overcoming Adversities in Life. You can get it HERE.
Looking for a speaker for your upcoming event? A great speaker makes the difference between a so-so event and one that shines with impact. I invite you to view one of my two-minute videos HERE.
Please share: Feel free to share Janet’s posts with your friends.
Some say she should be the last person to be dancing. Her life is summarized in this 3-minute video: http://bit.ly/1a8wGJR
Janet Perez Eckles’ story of triumph is marked by her work as an international speaker, #1 best-selling author, radio host, personal success coach and master interpreter. Although blind since 31, her passion is to help you see the best of life.
Easter 2021…what a change this past year has been.
Last year, Easter was just about forgotten. We had just ventured into the lockdown for Covid-19, and were unable to attend church as usual for that holiday. Our church MAY have started having a drive-in service, but I don’t really remember. I do remember that even that service was outlawed for a time. We were devastated. At least, with today’s technology, we were able to have the service on youtube and could still worship “collectively.”
I remember Easter from many past years. I remember that was a time for getting a new “outfit” for Easter.
1944 – Easter – Dallas, Texas – Bill and Judy
1952 – Easter – Albuquerque, New Mexico – Bill and Judy
1955 – Easter – Albuquerque, New Mexico – Bill and Judy
1956 – Easter – Albuquerque, New Mexico – Bill, Judy and Boots
1957 – Easter – Albuquerque, New Mexico
Judy and DiVoran Bowers (soon to be DiVoran Lites)
After Fred and I married, we were too “student” poor for that to happen, but I still had plenty of clothes that still fit, and our new church friends hadn’t seen any of those outfits anyway, so it was “new” at that point.
I remember one Easter that Fred and I had traveled from Fort Worth, Texas back to Albuquerque. Of course, we stayed with my parents, and went to the Easter Sunrise Service, held at the football stadium on the campus of the University of New Mexico (UNM). That sunrise coming over the East mountains was breathtaking!
1964 – Easter – Albuquerque, New Mexico – Fred and Judy
On another note, Fred and I have attended one Easter Sunrise service at SeaWorld here in Orlando. It is held in Bay Stadium, and some of the local radio and TV celebrities and musicians held the service. It is quite meaningful.
But that brings me back to Easter 2020. In spite of the lockdown – in spite of not being able to hold services inside the church building – Easter still came last year! The time our Saviour walked out of that grave is all the Easter we need!
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The government may think they can stop our worship…oh how WRONG they are! If they will just study history, they will see that when the church (Christians) are persecuted and their gatherings are curtailed…the church grows!! And grows stronger in the faith. God is stronger than anything! In a small way, I am glad to be living in the time when the church is persecuted, and I have a front-row seat to see the believers getting deeper and deeper into their faith in God. Remember – the “church” is NOT the building where we meet. The “church” is all the believers that worship the One and True Living God!
And so…on this Easter morning 2021, the very best thing I can say to you is
HE IS RISEN!! HE IS RISEN INDEED! HALLELUJAH!
Credit ChurchArt
Judy is living in Central Florida with her retired U.S. Air Force husband of 50+ years. Born in Dallas, Texas, she grew up in the Southwestern United States.She met her husband at their church, where he was attending the university in her town. After college and seminary, he entered the Air Force, and their adventures began.They lived in eight of our United States, and spent six years in Europe, where their oldest daughter was born. She was a stay-at-home mom for many years .
Judy has always been involved with music, both playing the piano and singing. Always interested in exercise, she was an aerobic dancing instructor, as well as a piano teacher for many years, and continues to faithfully exercise at home.
After moving to Central Florida, she served as a church secretary for nearly nine years.Her main hobby at this point in time is scanning pictures and 35mm slides into the computer. She also enjoys scrapbooking.She and her husband have two married daughters and four grandchildren, including grandtwins as well as a great-grandson. She and her husband enjoy the Disney parks as often as possible.
This weeks episode in my podcast series, “The Storyteller Almanac” is a little special and different. It’s a conversation with a wonderful lady named Kaye Malins. Kay resides in Marceline, MO. – the boyhood home of Walt Disney. But the story surely doesn’t stop there. Kaye knew both Walt and Roy Disney. In fact she lives in the house where the Disney family lived while in Marceline, MO. What’s more, when Kaye was about 18, she was sought out and hired by Walt and Roy Disney to come to work at the Disneyland Resort in Anaheim, CA.
You may have read or heard stories about Walt Disney. But Kaye offers a very unique perspective with her stories about the man having known a side of Walt that was much more than his professional or public persona. Well worth the listen especially if you’re a Disney fan or a Disney Cast Member.
You can find the episode at www.StorytellerAlmanac.com or on any of the major podcast platforms such as Spotify, Apple Podcasts, Google Podcasts and more. And if you feel so inclined, please feel free to subscribe to the podcast on those aforementioned podcast platforms so you won’t miss any future episodes. No obligation. No commitment. No charge and of course no salesperson will call .
Thanks for droppin’ by, neighbor! “Mike The Storyteller”
I’ve been ‘clickin’ the shutter since I was about 16. I morphed into video production when I went to work for The Walt Disney Company many years ago. Currently, I still work for Disney. But my real passion and path is utilizing my photography and multimedia skill sets for the greater good. Translated, anything or anybody that deserves recognition, appreciation or documenting for future history, I’m all over it. Too many important things just slip away in a fast moving, fast paced world / society. ‘If ya’ wanna know where you’re going, ya’ gotta know where ya’ come from’ (Sir Lawrence Olivier – The Jazz Singer 1980).
If you feel so inclined, I’d sure appreciate you subscribing to Storyteller Almanac on any of the major podcast platforms like Apple Podcasts, Spotify, Google Podcasts and more. Really helps me grow the po
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