ABC WEDNESDAY: “I”

On a beautiful 70 degree day like today, it’s no fun for us to be stuck INSIDE.  But the only time Cassie gets to leave the house is on a trip to the vet, so she’s happy on the inside.

Probably the most discussed subject of our area the past few months – the
ICE STORM
.

Here is a slide show of my ICY photos:

2009 ICE STORM IN NW ARKANSAS

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BOB GREENE MAKES A GREAT POINT

Bob Greene’s article makes a great point that the big executives who are
receiving large bonuses [and the rest of us] should be ashamed — read on:

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(CNN) — As the country frets about extricating itself from the financial mess, there is one group of Americans to whom the rest of us owe the most sincere words of apology.

That group consists of the oldest of our fellow citizens — the men and women who went through the Great Depression when they were young, who fought and endured World War II when they were just a little older, and who had hoped for a sense of peace and tranquility in their final years on this earth.

*Read the rest of the article here*

WISE SAYINGS

  • “A pessimist sees the difficulty in every opportunity; an optimist sees the opportunity in every difficulty.”

~ Winston Churchill

  • Courage is resistance to fear, mastery of fear – not absence of fear.

~ Mark Twain

  • The best doctor in the world is the veterinarian. He can’t ask his patients what is the matter – he’s got to just know.

~ Will Rogers

~ Will Rogers

THEN SINGS MY SOUL: CHILD, YOU’RE FORGIVEN

CHILD, YOU’RE FORGIVEN

I came to Jesus
I took my Stand
But what I’d surrendered
was back in my hands
Defeated by failures
haunted by fears
I cried out in anguish
“My God, are you here?”

Chorus

He said child you’re forgiven
forgiven and free
he said it, I heard it
Sweet victory
The future can never
intimidate me
since I’ve been forgive
forgiven and free

I’m resting and growing
in His strong embrace
I’ve traded performance
for amazing grace
My soul is at rest
oh, but I still must rejoice
When I think of the day
that I heard His voice

What a relief,
Because I can’t earn my way
When I come up empty
My father pays
I’m learning to live,
And I’m learning to die
And one of these days
I’ll be learning to fly

Chorus