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God’s Plan About Love

11 Nov

From the Heart

Louise Gibson

 

 

We are here to love, to serve God and our fellow man.
What greater purpose can there be than to meet
with God’s ultimate plan?

 

His purpose is to conform us to the image of His Son.
It is God who works in us His will to be done.

 

It is human to question God’s purpose and will.
Have faith to believe, dear friend.
Soul be still!

 

It is at the end of the day when my work is done
that I have time to reflect on what God has done.

 

It was in my struggle to understand
God’s purpose in allowing death and sorrow
that led to the answer, by way of the spirit,
to face my tomorrow.

 

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Does History Matter

10 Nov

On the Porch

Onisha Ellis

I wrote this post during the mid-afternoon on election day. At this point, I have no idea who the winner will be.

I grew up thinking everyone’s family listened to the week day six o’clock news and discussed the world and local events of the day. I assumed everyone’s parents knew the history of political candidates. Take for instance Mitt Romney and Al Gore’s fathers. George W.Romney was the Governor of Michigan and ran for the Republican nomination for President in 1968 and lost to Richard Nixon. Al Gore’s father, Albert Gore Sr. was a Democratic Senator from Tennessee. I can’t remember exactly why my parents were not fans of these men, but I do remember they had doubts about them.

My parents, especially my dad, had one habit that I found maddening. Growing up in the rock and roll generation I was sure “my” music was brand new, not that old stuff he listened to. He often burst my bubble by naming the individual or group who had first recorded a song.  He knew the songs history and he shared it with me.  That may have scarred my psyche, as for the life of me, I can’t tell you who the recording artists are for most songs. I DO know that my obscure favorite, Little Black Egg was a one hit wonder by the Nightcrawlers! (Should you click the link, don’t judge me. I was a 13 yr old whose brother had a band. I am sure there was some subliminal sibling angst going on.)

Over the course of the election season, I came to realize my childhood was not necessarily typical, although for the time it may have been. I read posts and comments that indicated some people who were voting  had no idea of  history and worse yet, no interest in it. I’m not talking about memorizing dates, but learning who did what and why. For instance, Al Gore’s father was on the board of Occidental Petroleum. Did that affect his stance on the environment?   Whether we like it or not, we have a political class and they have history. It is not enough to listen to sound bites and political videos to  make a good decision. A catchy slogan does not make a good leader.

I spent a lot of time praying over this election and regardless of who won, I intend to continue praying. Our new President will need wisdom to navigate the pitfalls awaiting our country and I know the one who gives it freely. Do you?

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.November 11, 2016 is Veteran’s day. Thank you to all who served and protected our freedom.  A special thanks to a veteran I have never met, Forrest J. Sterling. He is the author of Wake of the Wahoo, The Heroic Story of America’s Most Daring WWII Submarine, USS Wahoo. The Wahoo disappeared during the war and it’s remains were not discovered until 2006 in La Perouse Straight. Sterling served on the ship until its final mission. Because of his book, I know what life was like on the fighting submarine my uncle, Howell Holmes served and died on. It fills in a missing piece of family history. My regret is that my dad was not alive to finally know what happened to his baby brother.

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God Has Been Watching Over Me~Part 1

9 Nov

A Slice of Life

 Bill Lites

It’s hard for me to remember just how God watched over me during my early years (1-5) but I know He did. I do remember playing with Patsy in the back yard of my home in Dallas, Texas sometime before I was five years old. (See Bill’s blog “The Little Girl Down The Street”). As part of our play time, we made and ate mud pies. Now I know that we both could have gotten really sick on that diet, but God had to be watching over us during that time.

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Our house in Dallas was on a corner lot, adjacent to a main thoroughfare, and I lost my toy Parachute Man when a gust of wind caught him and he drifted into the path of a car on that street (See Bill’s blog “Parachute Man”). I had been told not to go into that street for any reason, but as a six year old little boy, it took Someone bigger than I was to keep me from chasing after my Parachute Man, into the path of that car (He must have had His hand on my shoulder).

 

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During a summer retreat with my family at the Alta Frio Baptist Camp in Texas when I was six, I was bit by a Cotton Mouth Moccasin (See Bill’s blog “Snake Bit”). My dad and mother witnessed the incident as I ran ahead of them into the shallow water at the edge of the Frio River, where we were going to swim. God protected both my dad and me that day. My dad had been in the medical corps during WW I, and he immediately applied a tourniquet around my leg, scooped me up and quickly carried me back to our cabin. There he made small slice marks in my leg, with a razor blade at the fang marks, and sucked the blood and venom from the wound, before taking me to the doctor’s office (on gravel roads at least 10 miles away in a friends old Model A truck). With his teeth full of fillings, that harmful venom could have entered his system and, at the least, made him sick (was my dad’s medical training just an accident?).

 

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When I was around 15 several guys my age followed an older boy on adventure to explore an abandoned mine in the mountains near our home in Albuquerque, New Mexico (See Bill’s blog “Hole In The Ground”).   That old mine shaft had never been shored up with bracing of any kind. There was one short section of the tunnel that had caved in at some time in the past, and even though it had been partially cleared, we still had to actually crawl through that section that we skinny boys could barely squeeze through. If that section, or another section, had caved in while we were at the bottom of the shaft, the chances are we all could have died before anyone found us.

 

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One day the next year I was driving down the street on my motorcycle, in front of the local Junior High School, and happened to see my sister with her friends walking home. I hollered at them and waved as I passed them (See Bill’s blog “Keep Your Eyes On The Road”-). When I looked back at the road there was the bed of a dump-truck, stopped, in the middle of the road (no flagman, orange cones or warning signs of any kind) with men making repairs, just in front of me! Without thinking, I just reacted, throwing the motorcycle almost to the ground, cleared the edge of the truck bed, slapped my left foot on the ground, pushing the motorcycle upright again. All this happened in a split second at 25 miles per hour. There is no way I could have looked up in time and reacted that fast without His help!

 

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—–To Be Continued—–

How to Face Your Fear

8 Nov

A Life to Live

Melody Hendrix

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If you don’t learn how to face your fear it will grip your mind, body, and spirit. It will wage a war against you and your dreams. Know this need not be. Once you understand how you can dissipate fear, it shrinks and is no longer a threat.

The next time you’re in a scary place try the following exercises:

Do the things that frighten you.

Take one small step, then another. Action builds courage. Tell yourself, “This fear will pass.”

Unclench your jaw, soften your forehead, open your fists, slow down your pounding heart, and breathe. Learn to live in a relaxed state.

Fear is an illusion. We make up frightening stories about our past and our future and rehearse them until we are terrified. Our stories are often about the pain of the past or the fear of the future. Change the fearful stories you tell yourself. You can find safety by learning to live in the present moment. You always have the option to create new stories filled with positive expectations of the future.

Make fun of your fear by laughing at it. Really let it rip. Try and see how silly it is to hold back and give your power away to something that isn’t real!

Let go of looking stupid, feeling embarrassed, being ignored and facing rejection or failure. Accept failure as a part of life. Get through it and get over it.

Life can be brimming with good times of beauty and adventure or overwhelming with challenge and tragedy. Choose to stay present and breathe through it all. Be grateful for the varied landscape, hold onto your hat, and enjoy the ride.
BY TESS MARSHALL

 

 

I am retired and enjoying life. My hobbies are my 5 grandchildren, son and daughter, and my loving husband. I am a photographer and extreme nature lover. I love spending time in my garden or in the wilderness connected to God my Creator.

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You Asked…Janet Answered

5 Nov

Walking by Faith, Not by Sight

Janet Perez Eckles

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Hi all,

My name is Cindi and I’m one of Janet’s ministry helpers. We’ve worked together for years and when you read one of these blog posts, I’m the one who posted it and sent the newsletter that comes to your inbox. (What? You’re not a newsletter subscriber but found this blog by some other means? Well, my friend, why not sign up so you never miss a single issue. They come out each Tuesday and are sent to your inbox. Just use the subscribe button on the right hand navigation bar and not only will you be signed up, but you’ll receive a free gift as well!)

Over the years, many have asked Janet questions about her life as an author and speaker. They have also asked questions about how she functions without the use of eyes. We thought we’d gather some of those questions and let Janet provide you the answers.

And what better time to do it than this week when we are all thinking about her just a bit more. Because it’s her birthday on the 27th. (But don’t you dare ask the year because that’s the one question we won’t answer!)

So here’s a list of frequently asked questions. And since we just know they will get your creative minds thinking, we invite you to use the reply button at the end and send in your own questions. Janet will answer each and every one. Happy reading everyone…and happy birthday Janet.

Let’s start with some of the everyday practical ones relating to her loss of sight and from there we will move to the questions about her life and career.

Do you apply your own make-up?  It always looks pretty.

Yes; vanity was a flaw that never left me. I figured out how to apply eyeliner, and I memorize eye shadow colors and feel the areas of my eyelid. And lipstick and blush are pretty easy to apply. The great thing is I don’t need a light or a mirror. There’s always a good side to everything, right?

How do you choose your outfits without being able to see color? And how do you accessorize the shoes and jewelry so you match?  (It always does in your videos.)

Some folks think I line all items in my closet by color. No, instead I remember the color, material, and style. With one brush of my hand I can tell if it’s a red business suit, for example. Then I know each blouse by the material and unique features. I know I have a black blouse with gold accents embroidered on the color. Black and red go together, so that’s the blouse I look for to go with the red suit.

I do something similar with my shoes and run my hands thought the rack to find a pair of black shoes. The search is simple because I go by the size, shape of heel, and style of each one.

For jewelry, I let my fingers do the talking. I “feel” each new piece of jewelry and its details. Before storing them in the jewelry box, I store those details in my memory. This way, one “feel” tells me what that item is.

How do you navigate your house and more specifically your kitchen? How do you find what you need and also manage to not trip over something that might be in the way?

When I first moved to this house, I had to use my hands to feel the location of the furniture, walls, counter tops in the kitchen, etc. It only took a few weeks for my senses to adjust and know how many steps it takes to head from the family room to the front of the house. The kitchen is easy to navigate as I know exactly where everything is. My body just turns and heads to the right direction as I reach for things because I know in my mind where I put all items.

I’ve watched your Cooking in the Dark videos. How are you able to manage the kitchen and cooking utensils?

The secret is never think about your limitations. I carry my own recipe in my head, bring out the ingredients from the pantry and fridge and begin tasting and “feeling” what I have. Tasting and feeling are a must for me to know how the preparation is progressing. My hubby is my guinea pig…and so far he’s still alive.

Speaking of cooking, how do you keep an eye on things you’re cooking on the stove top to know when they are done or when something you’re baking is finished? How do you know which control buttons to push on the microwave or stove?

When I put anything in the oven or the stove, I set a timer and when done, I taste to make sure. How I find the settings is by putting a small sticky plastic with a tiny dot on key places to be my reference for the oven, stove and microwave. The great thing is that I don’t need any light to cook!

How do you handle money and know the difference between different the bills? And how do you know which credit/debit card to use?

Right before I place bills in my purse, I ask hubby what they are. Then I place all ones in a specific pocket of my purse. And the other bills are folded differently: $20 in half, $10 in three, and $5 folded longwise. Credit cards have raised numbers, easy to run my fingers across. Each card has them slightly differently arranged. So I memorize how each feels like. And to make sure, right before using I ask the salesperson or hotel attendant to verify it’s the correct card.

Do you feel too dependent on other people to drive you to various places like the dentist, grocery store, airport, etc.? 

No, not really. In fact, since I relish being with people, I enjoy visiting as I sit in the passenger’s seat. And hubby and my mom (who still drives at 88) never complain about being my chauffeur. I find folks like to help as long as I request transportation to needed places and not to those that are not necessary.

Do you remember colors, and associate them with specific things, such as blue for the sky, yellow for a lemon or sunshine, red for an apple?

Sure do. In fact, I still remember the shades of each color…navy blue, sky blue and dark blue, for example. And I also can imagine shades like blueish or greenish. It’s fun to recall them when someone points a certain shade or color such as in a sunset.

Do you ever experience a blue funk … meaning down in the dumps because you cannot drive a car, watch TV, enjoy browsing around in a library or going to a movie theater? 

Actually, I do all those activities (and I even drove a car a few years back—I had a friend who truly had faith…or maybe foolishness). And when hubby takes us all to the library, I have my grand-kiddoes who describe everything to me and we go home with lots of fun books they read to me.

And going to the movies. Great fun! They now have a headset that enables blind folks to hear the narrative during silent scenes.

Do your two grandchildren quiz you about not being able to actually “see” them?

Yes, once my 4 year-old grandson said, “I wish you could see us, Nana, I mean really see us.”

“I see your heart,” I said, “and that’s more important. And I know when you’re smiling because your voice changes. Seeing with your heart is something you need to do, too.”

Is your husband an extra-patient man? (I certainly hope he is.)

Yes, Job…I mean Gene is the most patient man on earth. Why? Because I sometimes make demands that are tough, such as finding my most favorite fruit in the world which is “Cherimoya” in the grocery store. And even if no one carries it, he’ll find a way to get it. He does the same with any request I make of him.

Speaking of your husband, how and when did you two meet?

It was a blind date. God has a sense of humor, doesn’t He? During my last semester at Southeast Missouri State University, a friend in my dorm began the process. “You have to meet Gene,” she said. “He’s so nice, good looking, and has beautiful blue eyes.” My immediate thought was that If he is so handsome, with pretty eyes, and so nice, why doesn’t he have a girlfriend? Yep, I confess how shallow I was in those days. But when we went out on that first date, I saw the good qualities beyond his blue eyes. We got engaged three months later and one year after meeting we married.

You came to the United States from Bolivia when you were 12-years old. You didn’t know any English. How did you learn? And how did you manage school without knowing English?

After two days of arriving in the U.S. my brother and I went to school without knowing one word of English. Seated at my desk in my sixth grade classroom, girls circled me, pointed, whispered and giggled. A humiliating episode for me.  Later, I learned that they found the fact I had pierced ears to be a bizarre thing. In 1964 it was indeed an odd practice in the U.S.

And as I took my turn to read out loud, each mispronounced word evoked laughter from my classmates. That’s when I decided to learn English, and learn it fast. With no ESL (English as a Second Language) help, I began to understand enough to get by. And in a year, I was speaking it. Fluency increased with each year and the honor roll list usually included my name.

When you were younger, what did you imagine your career path would look like?

I wanted to be a mom and then maybe become a secretary as my own mom strongly suggested to follow a path that could be used anywhere. Although I wasn’t too thrilled about the idea, I went on to get my Bachelor Degree in Business Administration. I’m not a secretary, but the fact I knew how to type before I lost my sight has made it easier to learn to operate the computer.

You have written many books and tons of articles. How did you get started writing?

When I first got my computer with the software that read the screen, I d4was thrilled with this new tool that allowed me to write. Since I never learned Braille, I was lost when it came to reading and writing. But now, with a screen reader, those two tasks became simple as can be.

I decided to write my journey, hoping my children and grandchildren would read it someday. Little did I know God would have women across the U.S. and abroad read it and be inspired. After receiving letters and testimonies of how my story helped them with their own struggles, I wrote some more.

And now after 32 stories in Chicken Soup for the Soul titles in Christian magazines and 17 anthologies, and my own 4 books, I think writing was a thing God had planned even before I lost my sight.

Writing is now part of me. I find all situations as lessons to learn, material to blog about, and insight that brings me back to God’s Word. I’m currently working on my next book and excited to see what God will do with it.

How do you actually write your books, blogs, and answer email? How do you read an email sent to you?

Technology is a wonderful blessing. My computer has a software installed called JAWS (Job Assistance With Speech).  It reads the screen to me audibly. Thus, I can hear each key I press on the keyboard. I use a variety of key commands to navigate in the same way sighted folks do using the mouse.

The monitor is always off as I don’t need it. All I need is to hear as JAWS talk to me. I’ve been using this tool for over 20 years…so it’s part of my brain and so very easy to use.

How did you get started being an inspirational speaker? 

“C’mon, Janet, tell them your story,” a friend nudged me about 17 years ago. I resisted, really resisted. I was a bit shy then. But with no sight, I couldn’t see the group and that made it easier. So, I began speaking to small groups, then to bigger ones. And now when I’m invited to speak nationally and internationally to hundreds and sometimes thousands, I think of that time when I resisted. That’s when I realized God had big plans for me.

Do you ever get stage-fright?

Not anymore. Since I cannot see the audience, I pretend I’m speaking at an empty room. But when applause thunders, then the feeling is not fright, but immense gratitude. And when laughter echoes, I grin with delight…my talks are always filled with some humor, inspiration and Scripture. So in essence, God’s the one speaking.

Did you ever find yourself in a tight spot during your travels and found no one to help?

Yes; once as I sat at the gate, the airline rep announced: “Flight 238 will not be departing from gate 2B. Please make your way quickly as the plane is waiting.” I heard a rush of folks take off. And there I sat, no one around me to help get to that gate. I stood up, with white cane in hand I took a deep breath and thanked God that He would help me.  I waited and waited. Then, right when I thought the flight left, a rep came to rescue me.

Where is a dream destination you would like to visit?

Israel. To walk where Jesus walked. To breathe the air He breathed and to visit places where His miracles happened would be in turn, a miracle for me!

As a blind person you are entitled to collect disability from the government. Why have you chosen to work instead of receive this benefit?

When we arrived from Bolivia, my father made it clear that we’re here in the U.S. to contribute, to work and do our best to earn the privilege of being in this country. Choosing to work and contribute filled me much more than staying at home and collecting benefits.

What parting words of inspiration do you have for us?

Life will turn beautiful if you choose each day to spend at least five minutes in the presence of the Lord, giving thanks, truly pondering on appreciation, and on the good things which do exist even in the darkest times.

Source: You Asked…Janet Answered | Janet Perez Eckles

Fall, Family and Margaritaville

3 Nov

On the Porch

Onisha Ellis

After the drama of Hurricane Matthew, we were more than ready to return to our home in the North Carolina mountains. I had my heart set on being able to spend some time enjoying the Fall color and cooler temperatures. We set off on our return trip October 12 and quickly ran into a rain shower. Fortunately, it was brief and we were blessed with a double rainbow just before we drove up the interstate entrance ramp.

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We arrived at our home in the early evening and I was delighted to see the trees were still clothed in vibrant colors.

The following weekend, my cousin Delores, and her mom drove over from Raleigh to spend a week with us. They arrived in time for the annual Pumpkin Fest. It is a fun time with lots of food, crafts and of course, the pumpkin roll. The participants in the contest take it seriously, after all, the grand prize is $100.00! There was a large crowd milling around watching and awaiting their turn.

Fall in Florida consists of slightly cooler days but there are no changing leaves and definitely not the fun of all festivals. If one was inclined, I think they could attend a Fall festival every  weekend.

My cousin’s birthday occurred while she was visiting and we decided to make it a special day. We began the day with a drive on Highway 28 and once we were past Bryson City the Fall color was gorgeous, especially near Fontana Dam. I am sure the low sunlight and low hanging clouds added to the “pop” of the color.

Just north of Fontana, Highway 28 meets up with US Highway 129 and becomes the world-famous “Tail of the Dragon”.  With over 300 curves in 11 miles, daredevils on bikes and sports car drivers love the thrill and danger. Fortunately or unfortunately, we weren’t driving either, but it was still a fun ride and my cousin enjoyed taming the dragon and she has the tee-shirt to prove it!

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After the Dragon, we continued up 129 to the Foothills Parkway and eventually ended up in Pigeon Forge, Tennessee. It was time for some retail therapy! After all, we were celebrating a birthday. We didn’t visit a single shoe store but we did score some great finds in the Corning Revere outlet. The one in the Red Roof mall has a section that has some serious discounts due to it being a returns center. While my husband was in a tool store, I placed a call to Paula Deen’s restaurant located on “The Island” and had our names put on the dinner list.  The Island is a newly renovated entertainment area complete with an Eye-like ride called the Smoky Mountain Wheel, Margaritaville and several other dining venues. If you enjoy Southern style food, I think you will like Paula Deen’s restaurant. I sure did!

My cousin and her mom

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As we left the restaurant, I wanted to explore more of the Island’s shops and entertainment, but it had been a long day and we faced a two hour drive over through the Great Smoky Mountains National Park ahead of us, so we boarded the tram for the parking lot. I know I want to visit it again and Rebekah has a birthday coming up in December. I need to find a Groupon or discount for the Margaritaville Hotel!

My First Motorcycle

2 Nov

A Slice of Life

 Bill Lites

 

When I was 12, I started delivering newspapers, on my bicycle, on an evening route near my home in Albuquerque, New Mexico. I was saving my money to buy a motorcycle. At the time my allowance of .50 cents a week hardly even covered the cost of my model airplane supplies. And, that paper route really didn’t bring in much of an income either.

 

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So I started thinking of other ways to make money. That was the summer I started mowing lawns in our neighborhood with the family push-mower. That helped a lot in the money department, but was really hard work.

 

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As my name got around, by work of mouth, that I was cutting lawns my business grew and I talked my parents into loaning me the money to buy a new power mower (Ref. Bill’s blogs “I Was A 12 Year Old Business Man“– Jan. 23 & 30, 2013). It took me a while to pay off that loan, but once that was done, the bank account began to grow rapidly.

 

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By the time I was fourteen, I had learned to drive, had my driver’s license, and I was scouring the newspaper “For Sale” ads for used motorcycles. I finally found a fairly nice Harley-Davidson 125cc that I could afford. Boy, did that motorcycle take a lot of the work out of my paper route! I could pick up my papers, deliver all the papers on my route and get home in half the time, and I wasn’t pooped out either.

 

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I gave up the paper route and most of my lawn business when a friend’s father helped me get a part-time job at the local Furr’s Super Market. By that time I had really lost most of what little interest I had in school (my main interest now was motorcycles), and was looking for something to occupy my time (and making money of course). The super market job was just what I was looking for. The work was hard, but the pay was great as I advanced from bag boy to checker, and my bank account kept growing.

 

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As it turned out, once the initial thrill of my “New-Used” motorcycle worn off, I discovered the machine really was a little long in the tooth, and I was anxious to see how I could get more performance out of it. Since I had learned how to rebuild my internal-combustion lawnmower engine, I started tearing down that motorcycle engine.

 

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I cleaned and polished the combustion chamber, re-surfaced the valves & seats, replaced the piston rings and spark plug, tightened the chain and polished all the aluminum cases. By the time I was finished, I had expended a lot of my hard-earned dollars for new parts and many hours of labor on that engine. And guess what? Of course it ran better, but it was still a behind the times 125cc size motorcycle and just didn’t give me the excitement I was looking for.

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By this time I had turned into a teenage motorcycle “Jock” and couldn’t look the part (Marlon Brando & James Dean) on that un-interesting looking Harley 125cc motorcycle. So, my next teenage adventure was to purchase a “New” bright RED 1954 Harley Davidson 165cc “Golden Edition” motorcycle with raised handlebars. That motorcycle fit right in with my new image, which included a traditional black leather motorcycle jacket (lots of pockets and zippers), motorcycle boots and a “Ducktail” hairdo.

 

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I enjoyed calling that 1954 Harley 165cc motorcycle my first, but the older ugly black 125cc machine was really my first motorcycle, and helped send me on my way to the big-time 1955 Harley Davidson (888 cc) flat-head KH Sportster that I really loved and drove for the next ten years.

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The Key to Happiness is Not in Someone Else’s Pocket

28 Oct

From the Heart

Louise Gibson

We can’t control all the circumstances in life,
but we can control how we react.
An attitude of optimism lightens the load.
That truly is a fact.

Negativity is heavy,
like a backpack we should remove.
When we work on our attitude,
our whole demeanor will improve.

There is something more to life
than what we can see.
Who we really are
is our true identity.

If you want to be happy,
begin where you are.
Don’t wait for some Rapture
that’s future and far.
Begin to be joyous, determined to be glad,
and soon you’ll forget
that you ever were sad.

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My 2016 Mid-West Trip~Part 17

26 Oct

A Slice of Life

 Bill Lites

 

Day 17 (Monday)

I had left a wakeup call, with the motel desk clerk, for 6:00 AM, but was awakened at 5:53 AM by the loud slamming of a door across the hall. I got up and shaved, showered, dressed and had a cup of yogurt, when at 7:05 the phone rang with my wakeup call. Good thing I wasn’t on a tight time schedule!

 

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I finished packing and was ready to leave the motel, for the airport, by 8:15 AM. I had made a test run to the Louis Armstrong New Orleans International Airport the night before, so I wouldn’t fall for one of Greta’s wild goose chases this morning, and possibly miss my flight. The morning traffic wasn’t too bad, and the trip was uneventful. I didn’t want to have to roll my suitcase that long distance from the Thrifty Rental Car return to the main airport lobby, so I stopped on the “Departures” ramp long enough to use the Southwest Airlines curbside check-in (nothing like the mess I had to endure at the Orlando airport on the day I left on this trip).

 

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All went well and I was on my way to return my rental car. Rental car return was a breeze and I even got a courtesy ride from the rental car building to the main airport lobby.

 

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I had checked-in for my flight online the night before, and had printed my boarding pass, so I didn’t have to check in at the Southwest ticket counter. I stopped and had another cup of Yogurt and an apple before going through security. I couldn’t believe how easy and quick the security check was! I arrived at my departure gate at 9:15 AM.

 

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Boarding for my flight to Orlando began at 9:45 AM and we were pushing back from the gate, right on time, at 10:10 AM. The one hour and 20 minute Southwest non-stopped flight, from New Orleans to Orlando, went very quickly and very smoothly until we approached Orlando International Airport, at which time the cloud cover caused considerable turbulence until just before we landed.

 

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DiVoran picked me up and we headed for SR-436 to find a place for lunch. As luck would have it, we spotted a Panera’s Bread restaurant and enjoyed a great lunch while we caught up on what we each had missed during the last 17 days.

It sure was good to get home and have time to take a nap for a change. I missed a lot of those on this trip and will have to get caught up on my rest before I think about considering another trip anytime soon. Hope you enjoyed this trip as much as I did. See you next time for my next road trip adventure.

 

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Did you know these seven truths about your religion? | Janet Perez Eckles

22 Oct

Walking by Faith, Not by Sight

Janet Perez Eckles

 

cooltext206519742151781The best part of speaking before any group is what happens afterwards. Often folks stop and chat with me. This past week, that very thing happened.

A man shook my hand. “I was touched by your message,” he said, “and I just want to know how you deal with the fact that the disease with your eyes is hereditary?”

“What do you mean?” I said.

“Well, I have a disease. It’s hereditary, and I can’t let go the worry and total fear my child will inherit it. I’m afraid of the future.”

He paused. “And I don’t have any religion…don’t believe in much of anything.”

I wanted to give him a huge hug and whisper in his ear, “You don’t need a religion, you need a relationship with Jesus to set you free from that worry and fear.”

Forgive me for being presumptuous. But if you are one of those who believe that religion is the answer, here are seven truths to ponder upon:

  1. Religion offers rituals, Jesus offers a personal relationship.
  2. Religions can change; Jesus is the same today, tomorrow and forever.
  3. Religion works to win grace, Jesus becomes the grace we can work under.
  4. Religion doesn’t offer forgiveness; Jesus became the forgiveness for our sin.
  5. Religion offers no miracle; Jesus delights in performing them.
  6. Religion doesn’t take you to heaven; Jesus took the blame so we could enter it.
  7. Religions bind us; Jesus sets us free.

When we spend sleepless nights, we wring our hands about the uncertainty of tomorrow, and mistakenly, we go by the way of religion, that’s why Jesus said, “I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me.” (John 14:6)

What rules your life these days—nothing in particular or a religion or a relationship with Christ, the Savior?

Source: Did you know these seven truths about your religion? | Janet Perez Eckles