A Long Hard Swim
By Ronnie Wyatt
While sports fishing off the Florida coast, a tourist capsized his boat. He could swim, but his fear of alligators kept him clinging to the overturned craft. Spotting an old beachcomber standing on the shore, the tourist shouted”, Are there any gators around here?!” “ Naw," the man hollered back, "we haven’t had gators around for years!” Feeling safe, the tourist started swimming leisurely toward the shore. About halfway there he yelled to the local man, "How'd you get rid of the gators?” "We didn't do nothin'," the beachcomber said. "The sharks got 'em."
The Garden
Today I strolled through the Butterfly House and Gardens at the Adult Probation Department in Paris, Texas. The experience left me refreshed and relaxed. There's just something about nature—the greenery, the flowers, the scent of a recent rain that overrides any stress and burden. The probationers work hard to keep up with a vegetable garden used to feed people in special programs. The process of gardening has the capability of changing lives for the better. No one can be involved with God's green Earth and not be touched by His hand of blessing. Anytime a person witnesses the plant breaking through the seed, the bud opening into a beautiful flower, or a butterfly emerging from the chrysalis, they are changed.
Black and White
June 18, 2024 by admin
Filed under Personal Growth
I often long for the days when the good guys wore white and the bad wore black. An incident a few months back reminded me of why. A girlfriend and I had just pulled through a drive-thru when a man walked up from behind my car to ask for directions. It wasn't until he leaned toward my open window that I began to panic. My doors were unlocked and we were blocked in from a quick getaway. If the man really was lost I wanted to help, but I couldn't tell if he was a good guy or a bad one. Where was that white hat? I didn't find one, but all ended well—the man got the help he needed and we were safe. Jesus has a better identification program than white or black hats.
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Making Canoes
By Susannah Wollman
I spent the day making canoes. Well, I guess to be more accurate, I’d have to say half-canoes. And while that might seem a bit confusing, it’s only because you’ve never met my friend Angie.
A Place For Us
I am the proud mom of three. I have friends who delight in their two children or five kids or nine. Some have adopted their blessings from all over the world. Each family delights (most days!) in the gifts of their children.
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