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Christmas is too much work and not enough nog!
Merry Christmas and a Happy New, New, New…
(uhh, what was I saying?)
Hope you had a cool Thanksgiving Weekend!
God Bless America!
In remembrance of Jesus Christ . . . the sacrificial lamb.
Jesus Christ is most high, higher than the mightiest prince or king on earth. He is above angels. Yet, He is humble and lowly in heart. As the lily of the valley grows tall and is fruitful, as there is no one above Him, He reigns supreme and is exalted by all. Despite His appeal, as sweet and fragrant as a flower, despite His unspeakable glory, His purity made perfect, as the lily of the valley, in humility, He hangs His head.
Happy Easter!
Go on . . . hurry . . . turn the handle . . .
Who’s afraid of the dark?
"Humility" by visionary artist Kadir Nelson...because a little humility goes a long way.
“Soon I will be done with the troubles of the world…”
The slave sang songs like these all the time,
long before Queen of Gospel Mahalia Jackson sang
this mouthful of trouble.
Nothing could complement “The Daily Grind” by poet Fenton Johnson better than “Green Beans” served up by artist Kadir Nelson.
Effing is supposed to be good for you. I'm allergic to effing.
Come close. As uncomfortable as I am with intimacy of this sort, come closer. No, closer still. I have a secret. The secret is that I am allergic to effing. Yes, effing. Effing has always made me uncomfortable. My eyes and nose become red, itchy, and runny. Effing makes me feel weak, especially if I’m looking up from the bottom. Too many bad memories of us replay in my mind when effing. And, being a Christian doesn’t help because as the world knows, effing is sometimes an even dirtier word to us Christians.
Here’s the problem with me and effing.
