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Dust in the Wind

Dust in the Wind

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Have you made your bucket list? Now’s the time — write about the things you want to do and see before you become dust in the wind.

Bucket list? No, I have not. I think the bucket is full but I can’t see what is in it. This has made me sit here for a few moments and ponder on what it is that I would like to do before I kick the bucket.kick the bucket

Now that my…

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Jesus Has Risen

Originally posted on Brian’s Blog:

Luke 24

1 On the first day of the week, very early in the morning, the women took the spices they had prepared and went to the tomb. 2 They found the stone rolled away from the tomb, 3 but when they entered, they did not find the body of the Lord Jesus. 4 While they were wondering about this, suddenly two men in clothes that gleamed like lightning stood beside…

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His Sacrifice For Me

His Sacrifice For Me

Easter is something I could let pass me by this year; if it were not for Jesus Christ. The decorations, candy, the ideas that go along with kids is pretty much at ground zero in my home.

I think of Al even more as I walk through the store. It reminds me of last year when Al was still at the nursing home. I had visited him and brought with me Easter cookies, a case of diet coke, and lots of candy.

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Invisible Love

Invisible Love

For God so loved the world

Did he choose  the lucky ones

What about the poor

Did he only see the beauty

Or all that came through the door.

Did he leave us and then part

To make it on our own

Did he wave to us goodbye

Or has  his light but always shown.

Did he give us a heart

Did  he give us eyes to see

Did he give us all our senses

Or do you think he forgot about me?

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Take A Chance On Me

Take A Chance On Me

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What’s the biggest chance you ever took? Did it work out? Do tell!

What’s the biggest chance I remember taking? I guess the answer would be myself.

Growing up with parents who loved me but I couldn’t hear or see it until I was grown myself didn’t help me to soar through life.

Being in a marriage that didn’t end happily ever after fed fuel to the fire of no…

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