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Good Things

by E. Christian, McAlester, OK
Saturday, April 28, 2012
GOD SPEAKS TO US THROUGH HIS HOLY WORD
23 Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for human masters, 24 since you know that you will receive an inheritance from the Lord as a reward. It is the Lord Christ you are serving. - Colossians 3:23-24(New International Version).

GOD'S PROMISE TO US FROM HIS HOLY WORD
33 Oh, the depth of the riches both of the wisdom and knowledge of God! How unsearchable are His judgments and His ways past finding out! - Romans 11:33(New King James Version).

A QUOTE
We may depend upon God's promises for He will be as good as His word. He is so kind that He cannot deceive us, so true that He cannot break His promise. - Matthew Henry -

A THOUGHT TO REMEMBER
Tough times never last - tough people do. - From Reminisce Magazine -

NOTES
Today has been mostly cloudy with a high temperature of 80 degrees and a low temperature of 69 degrees. My house cleaning lady came at 11:15 a.m. and cleaned my house while I had lunch with Charley. Before I came home I went to the post office and the cemetery. At the cemetery the large white gander came up to the side of my van as I was getting ready to leave the cemetery. He was so close to my van that I reached out and patted him on the head. My brother, Charley, buys corn by the sack and feeds the ducks and geese at the cemetery. He says the white gander is not always hungry but he likes to be petted.
I sat outside for a few minutes before I took my afternoon nap. When I awakened from my nap Rascal had joined me. At 4:00 p.m. I went to Walgreens to pick up a prescription and stopped by Braum's Ice Cream and Dairy store for a carton of ice cream. I sat outside with the cats this evening from 5:30 to 6:30 p.m. As I have mentioned many times before I lived on a farm untill I was 18 years of age and went into the Army. When I was growing up on the farm I always loved to hear the mocking birds sing. Later after I married and lived at different places in Oklahoma there was usually a mocking bird nearby that I would hear at different times during the day and sometimes at night. In the last few years I have lost my hearing for those tones in which the mocking bird sings. I was sitting in the yard this evening and the mocking bird was high on a utility pole and I could tell that he was singing and oh how I longed to hear him sing but I couldn't. You know, one of these days when I join my dear Flonnie in Heaven I will be able to hear those mocking birds sing again. Won't that be a wonderful time? Thanks for your e-mails and thanks for reading the Good Things.
The cats are fine. Little Girl is on the sofa asleep. Emmy, Leo, Rascal and Tony have all been by while I am doing the Good Things. All the cats have been seen this evening.
I hope everyone has a Wonderful Sunday,
I will see you next time,
In Christian Love, Everett.
Posted to Religious by @ 7:53 am EDT

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