Miles -what it means

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Hand of GOD
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Tuesday, July 20, 2021

July 20, 2021. Eureka Springs, AR. Flexibility

We are sometimes a creature of habit, doing things in the same way, at the same time and any deviation is going to create havoc. Other times we are "on call" with no guarantee that we will ever be called, or we may be called continually so that we run around in a state of confusion and panic. And then, there are the times when there is nothing pending, no schedule, no idea of what is coming, if it is coming or if it does, when that might be. Time can either drag, stand still or go by in a flash.
What it means in real life is that we have to be flexible. We have to be able to adapt and adjust depending on what we have signed up to do, how many other people are involved and innumerable other factors, conditions and possibilities. Life is not always predictable, programmed or"chiseled in stone". Decisions have to be made, sometimes quickly and with limited information and sometimes it means we step on toes, react without thinking and cause hurt feelings, or we get it right and there are good feelings and happy endings.
Hang in there everyone. Take a deep breath, do the best you can and know there is a bigger plan for us and one day it will be made known to us. And above all.......Thank You, Lord for everything.


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Saturday, July 17, 2021

July 17, 2021. Eureka Springs, AR. Rollercoasters

Growing up, I was never a fan of rollercoaster rides. After Vietnam and many hours flying in helicopters, I became even less of a fan of rollercoasters. When our great nieces and nephews wanted someone to accompany them on the amusement park rides in Denver, I "pleaded the fifth". No way was I going to do it.
Life is sometimes a rollercoaster ride, and this week has been a doozy. Tuesday and Wednesday we were at the VA in Fayetteville for my colonoscopy. The prep of 192 ounces of liquid was nasty, the Covid test was a pain in the nose and then all went well, with a good outcome and nothing further needed for 8-10 years. Praise God.
Yesterday and today had rollercoaster weather; the teaching at the Tabernacle and Holy Land was emotionally draining, but very enjoyable with nice people and "deep" questions requiring a lot of thought and listening more than my talking and "opining". Right now, I am sitting under a tree, by myself and just putting my words on paper, so to speak, and getting in the mood for tonight's Play performance.
Thank You, Lord for guiding us through the events of the past week, for giving me perspective on what we do, why we do it and what You have for our future. I needed this "break", this time away from "the crowd", knowing that my words are a comfort to me, but may also speak to someone reading them, and be a comfort to them as well. Thank You, Lord.

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Wednesday, July 14, 2021

July 14, 2021. Holiday Island, AR. Thank You For Your Service

When Karen and I see a person wearing a military cap, we make a point of thanking them for their service to our country. Many people extend their appreciation to me when I wear my Vietnam Veteran cap. For a long time, that was not always the case, since our involvement in Southeast Asia polarized our country and made us "enemies", "baby killers" or other derogatory characters when we came back from serving.
The VA Medical System has been a blessing to me as my main source of medical care. Because of Agent Orange exposure, I have been in the VA system since 2009 after my heart attack the previous year. While some people have had problems with the VA, we have been treated like Medal of Honor recipients and always tell people about the wonderful way we were treated in Colorado, Wyoming and for the past eight years in Arkansas. Because of my disability rating, we have been well provided for and are financially able to volunteer our time for the past 12 years to serve Christian ministries and other charities we have a heart for. For all this, we say Thank You, Department of Veterans Affairs for your service, and Thank You, Lord.

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Sunday, July 11, 2021

July 11, 2021. Holiday Island, AR. Conflict of Information

In legal parlance, it's called hearsay. It can also be called second-hand knowledge, "they" said, gossip, rumor, "I heard it by the grapevine", half-truth, spin, opinion, idle chatter, scuttlebutt.......you get the point. What it usually means is.......don't believe everything you hear.
More and more, it is hard to really get to The Truth of anything. Everyone has an opinion, an axe to grind or a pet peeve. There are no absolutes anymore, it seems, and people speak their mind under the protection of "freedom of speech" and they show little concern for who they hurt, slander, libel or defame. The Courts are all over the
place on what's "legal", "constitutional" or "protected" and between right and wrong there is sometimes no distinction.
If it feels good, do it. Live for the moment. My way or the highway. Like it or lump it. Do you know who you're talking to? Whatever! If you don't like it, you know what you can do with it. You get the point.
The times they are a changin' and not for the better. It's getting harder every day to say or do anything without offending someone and what was part of our history is being erased so as not to condone what someone once held as sacred.
I don't know how we will ever get back on the same page, come to agreement on important issues or just plain.....get along. Before we implode as a nation, we need to do SOMETHING. Too many of our leaders are being manipulated or are not leadership quality. I wish I knew the answer, but even if I did........would it be thought of as just hearsay by the "powers that be" ? GOD..........You know the answer. HELP US.


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Thursday, July 8, 2021

July 8, 2021. Holiday Island, AR. Abraham, Sarah and Isaac

       Abraham and Sarah had a child.  His name is Isaac.  No, I'm not relating the Biblical events of Genesis 21, but the recent events of Passion Play:2021.  The attached pictures tells the story.  Sarah facing us, Isaac backside forward.  Abraham in the pasture.  Quite a family.

Monday, July 5, 2021

July 5, 2021. Holiday Island, AR. Fireworks and Fireflies

Yesterday, we spent the morning at church, the afternoon with our friend Joan and after Karen spent the early evening with her sister, Jinny, she came home in time to see the light show for the Fourth of July.
Off in the distance, about 10 miles as the crow flies, we were able to see the Berryville fireworks from our back deck, but not hear them. We could hear the Eureka Springs fireworks, about 6 miles away, but not see them. What we had all around us were the fireflies, and of course, they don't make any sound, but give a beautiful light show. We have always enjoyed them and marvel at every "performance" we witness.
It was a pleasant Fourth and we are so grateful for all we have been given and the freedom we have to serve God, live in a comfortable home in a beautiful part of the country, in the country. Thank You, Lord for allowing us to be part of Your family, to tell Your story and give us this season of our life and prepare us for what is yet to come. We are abundantly blessed and thankful for it.

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Friday, July 2, 2021

July 2, 2021. Eureka Springs, AR. Home Is Where The Hissy Is

Miss Hissy didn't spend a long time at the veterinary clinic. She was not a happy camper or a very cooperative patient. They sedated her for the surgery, gave her some pills, shots and that was about the extent of it. She resisted every attempt at human contact and when we received the call to come and get her, we knew she was ready to be anywhere but there and they were anxious to have her leave.
She is a healthy cat, was in the early stages of being a mother AGAIN, but our purpose was to keep her, and us, from the emotions of possibly losing more kittens. She wasn't their worst patient, but I think she was probably near the top of the list. She wanted nothing to do with them, and while she rode home in the front seat of the pick-up in a carrier, she wanted out as soon as I opened the carrier door and headed over the wall and into the woods. No dinner last evening, and a no-show for breakfast this morning. She was more than a Hissy, she was one p...o'ed cat.
We will consider a companion for her on the advice of the Green Forest cat shelter, so she is not outside by herself. We will decide and continue the saga. Hopefully she will not stay angry for long and let us be her "parents" again. The story continues.......


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