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THAT'S JUST HOW JESUS IS

You know sometimes

life doesn't seem fair

Like when your'e down and out

and friends don't seem to care

But let me tell you something friends

That doesn't always have to be true

There's someone whose love never ends

That is Jesus, whose always there for you

Yes, Jesus loves you every day

and every day He hears you pray

You pray for love and lasting joy

and He is there casting joy

Yes, that is just how Jesus is

He washes away our every sin

and when we die, He lets us in

In His mansion in the sky

Where He comforts those who cry

I hope you know, that's just how Jesus is

People sometimes have a tendency to accidently spill a secret that they have been asked not to share with anyone. You know how the old addage goes, "You tell two people, and they tell two people, and so on and so on." These are usually refered to as a slip of the tongue. Some of these sayings are, "Loose lips, sink ships", or one of my all time favorites, "Who let the cat out of the bag?" A really rude one that I used to hear years ago was, "You big blabber-mouth!" What are some old sayings that you know of, that deal with the "Slip of the tongue?" 

A woman was in her front yard mowing grass when her attractive blond male neighbor came out of his house and went straight to the mail box. He opened it, then slammed it shut and stormed back into the house. A little while later he came out of his house, again went to the mail box, opened it, and slammed it shut again. Angrily, back into the house he went. As the woman was getting ready to edge the lawn, once again he came out, marched to the mail box, opened it, and then slammed it closed harder than ever. Puzzled by his actions, the woman asked him, "Is something wrong?" To which he replied, "There certainly is!! My stupid computer keeps saying, YOU'VE GOT MAIL!!"  

MY SHORT POEMS

In those times your feeling low

tell a friend that loves you so

And if you ever have a doubt

Don't think twice, just let it go

A SHORT LOVE POEM

I wish you only good times

and never any bad

I wish you only happiness

To chase away the sad

You've always given of yourself

So many years of love

You've never placed it on the shelf

Or somewhere high above

A CUTE SHORT POEM

What a bright and sunny day

The birds and squirrels come out to play

Just like a friend that's always there

There's much to do and much to say

Well with it being Tropical Storm weather, and the naming of the storms, I was just wondering if you and your family ever try to take a guess on what the next storm name will be? My family and I always try to see how close we can come to getting the name that it is given.  At least they make it a little easier, we know it goes in alphabetical order and male then female. I believe Faye is what I heard them say the recent one is. Since the next one should be a male name and start with the letter G, my guess will be....hmmmm, maybe George. Anyone else care to take a guess?

Hey everyone, I was just sitting here in my living room with the computer (laptop) reading blog stories, when the thought occured to me, hmmmm, I wonder where do other people do their blogging from? With me, I sometimes have the computer in the kitchen on the dining room table, while enjoying a nice cup of coffee or glass of tea, etc. or like today, I have it in my living room, ahhhh, it is so much more comfortable in this room.  So tell me, where do you do your blogging from? 

When someones always there for you

Helping you through all you do

When someone's always by your side

When times are good or when you're blue

It's nice to know you've got a friend

Who'll always be there through the end

Friends like you are hard to find

A helping hand is what you lend

I wish you all the best each day

May happiness always come your way

For all the special things you do

For you my friend, these things I say

May God Bless you, and keep you too

In His love through and through

For each and every friend that's there

I send this poem to you

I want to thank you once again

I'm so glad to be your friend

I hope these words you'll understand

There's nothing better in the end

This is a story from our pastor. Thought you might enjoy it.

 The other day, someone at a store in our town read that a methamphetamine lab had been found in an old farm house in the adjoining county and he asked me a rhetorical question. "Why didn't we have a drug problem when you and I were growing up?" I replied that I did have a drug problem when I was young: I was drug to church on sunday mornings. I was drug to church for weddings and funerals. I was drug to my family reunions and community socials no matter the weather. I was drug by my ears when I was disrespectful to adults. I was also drug to the woodshed when I disobeyed my parents, told a lie, brought home a bad report card, did not speak with respect, spoke ill of the teacher, or the preacher, or if I didn't put forth my best effort in everything that was asked of me. I was drug to the kitchen sink to have my mouth washed out with soap if I uttered a profanity. I was drug to pull weeds in moms garden and flower beds, and cockleburs out of dads fields. I was drug to the homes of family, friends, and neighbors to help out some poor soul who had no one to mow the yard, repair the clothes line, or chop some firewood, and if my mother had ever known that I took a single dime as a tip for this kindness, she would have drug me back to the woodshed. Those drugs are still in my veins and they affect my behavior in everything I do, say, or think. They are stronger than cocain, crack, or heroin; and if today's children had this kind of drug problem, America might be a better place. God Bless the parents who "drugged" us.

A friend sent this to me several years ago and I thought I would share it.

Everyone who has a dog calls him "Rover" or "Boy." I call mine "Sex." He's a great pal, but he has caused me a great deal of embarrassment. When I went to the City Hall to renew his dog license, I told the clerk I would like a license for Sex. He said, "I'd like one too!" Then I said, "But this is a dog." He said he didn't care what she looked like. Then I said, "You don't understand, I've had Sex since I was 9 years old." He winked and said, "You must have been quite a kid." When I got married and went on my honeymoon, I took the dog with me. I told the motel clerk that I wanted a room for my wife and me and a special room for Sex. He said, "You don't need a special room. As long as you pay your bill, we don't care what you do." I said, "Look, you don't seem to understand, Sex keeps me awake at night." The clerk said, "Funny--I have the same problem." One day I entered Sex in a contest, but before the competition began, the dog ran away. Another contestant asked me why I was just standing there, looking disappointed. I told him I had planned to have Sex in the contest. He told me I should have sold my own tickets. "But you don't understand," I said, "I had hoped to have Sex on TV." He said, "Now that cable is all over the place, it's no big deal anymore." When my wife and I seperated, we went to court to fight for custody of the dog. I said, "Your Honor, I had Sex before I was married." The judge said, "The courtroom isn't a confessional. Stick to the case, please." Then I told him that after I was married, Sex left me. He said, "Me,too." Last night, Sex ran off again. I spent hours looking around town for him. A cop came over to me and asked, "What are you doing in this alley at 4 o' clock in the morning?" I told him that I was looking for Sex. My case comes up friday!