High school graduation is the end of one thing and the beginning of many others. It’s actually leaving childhood behind and venturing out into the adult world. So many choices to make; so many decisions involved.
It’s hard to understand what goes on in the mind of someone who would set off bombs with the intent to harm people. What kind of “twisted” person is that? Does he/she get some sadistic satisfaction, hearing about the deaths and serious injuries that was the result of their crime?
Last Sunday, I sat in my usual back pew. Also in the pew were two little ones, a little girl about two or three, and a little boy under a year old. Those two little munchkins were so good and so cute that it was hard for me to drag my attention away from them to listen to the sermon.
I haven’t really minded the winter because I could be indoors most of the time, but I have to admit, it is getting a little old! So I dug out an old poem to try and imagine how it will be to see and smell the new season of spring.
When I was in grade school (waaaaay back), the greatest rivalry among students was what kind of car their parents drove. Mostly Ford or Chevrolet. Very few people in the neighborhood had “big cars” like Oldsmobile, Buick, Chrysler…and no one owned a Cadillac.
The following short article is taken from the book “Soar With Eagles,” compiled by Sheryl Lynn Hill. It is a beautiful shiny little blue book with an eagle soaring on the front cover. Granddaughter Lacey gave it to me a couple of years ago, knowing how much I love eagles. Some of this information was new to me.
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