Category Archives: Salvation

Oct
9
2017

My Favorite Number

There reaches a point when people tend to say, it’s just a number, concerning their age.
I have not quite figured out at what age people begin to say those words.
I guess it depends on the person’s perspective of aging.
Did you ever think about the effects of numbers on our lives?

We speak in terms of numbers.
We say how old we are.
We say how many years we have been married.
We tell the number of children we have.

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Oct
3
2017

Monuments Of Remembrance

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Even though our son comes home, this is the time of year we go to visit him.
He is a lawyer in Washington, D.C.
I enjoy seeing him, where he lives and works.
I enjoy seeing his friends.

My husband and I planned the weekend, which worked with our son’s schedule.
The only thing I wanted to do, besides seeing him, was to visit all of the monuments.
I had seen them years before but I had not seen a few of the newer ones.
It was up to our son to make reservations at various restaurants and plan our touring day.

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Sep
27
2017

The Oven Sensor

I heard the beeping.
I was talking to my youngest daughter who came home to spend the day together.
I was looking past her as she was talking to me.
It’s just the oven timer, Mom, she said.

No, it’s not, I answered, I never set the timer.
We were having roast beef that night since two of my daughters would be home for dinner.
I jumped up and ran into the kitchen.
There was a code on the oven display, which I had seen once before.

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Sep
21
2017

The Walnut Tree

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I have a love-hate relationship with a tree.
It is a tree that is on our front lawn.
It is a tree that has a swing my husband made for our youngest daughter.
It is a tree that children run to when they are at our house.

It is a walnut tree.
For anyone that has a walnut tree in their yard, you know the mess they create.
The walnuts drop constantly onto the driveway with a loud, PLOP.
As we drive up the driveway, the walnuts crush with a loud sound.

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Sep
13
2017

A Wonderfully, Annoying Protrusion

There is a certain kind of sandal I like to wear.
The shoes are a bit more expensive but they are so comfortable for my back.
I can walk all day in those walking sandals.
They are not the most stylish shoe in the world but they feel amazing.

I went on the website to look and see what styles they had for fall.
We are planning to visit our son in D.C. in a few weeks.
I knew that we would be doing a lot of walking.
I want to see all the monuments again and want to be prepared to walk many miles.

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Aug
3
2017

Putting Out The Trash

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We had quite a few milk crates in our basement.
Years ago, we had a milk man deliver milk to our home but these crates were not from him.
The milk man’s crates had the name of the dairy prominently displayed.
These crates were just your run of the mill milk crates in various colors.

We had four red milk crates that were used to make shelves for my oldest son’s dorm room.
A sturdy piece of wood was placed on top of two milk crates.
With four milk crates, my son was able to make two instant shelves.
He chose red milk crates because red is his favorite color.

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Aug
2
2017

Dignity

I read her email and my heart hurt.
The mother of my dear friend is in the hospital.
I knew that she had been having health issues.
The email was difficult to read.

This woman is 93 years old.
She has been in my home.
She has come to the Bible study I teach when she was here visiting her daughter.
She was always feisty, and opinionated, and extremely independent.

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Aug
1
2017

A Good Watering

A friend was coming over to spend some time on my porch.
I was looking forward to the blessing of our conversation.
I was looking forward to the respite that time with a friend can provide.
I was looking forward to sitting on my porch swing while she sat on the rocker.

Isn’t it funny how you have your own seat?
Isn’t it funny how you tend to sit in the same seat in the places you frequent?
It’s not as if there is a gold plaque declaring the seat to be yours.
It just seems to be understood somehow.

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Jul
28
2017

A Long Reach

I am one of those people.
I am the one of those people that people shorter than me approach in a store.
I am always asked the question in a quiet, I don’t want to impose, kind of way.
I am the one who always gets asked to grab something on a high shelf.

Usually, the person will say, You’re tall; can I ask you a favor?
I don’t mean to bother you, but could you get that for me? They say pointing.
Oh, to be tall like you, then I could reach the high shelf.
Would you help me?

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Jul
26
2017

The Truck Filled With Dirt

We are the second owners of the house in which we currently live.
We built the house we lived in before this one.
Many new homeowners said, I wish they would stop building, now that we live here.
It was said tongue in cheek but the honesty of the statement always struck me.

All these years later, they are still building.
Villages with apartments, town houses, and single family homes have been completed.
Those villages have shops, farmer’s markets, concerts, and restaurants.
Those villages seem to be the up and coming way to build.

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