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Tag: Jesus

  • Hear the Bells, not the Dissention

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    Peace and good will are prevalent during the Christmas season, but not for everyone. Tis’ a season of conflict and enmity for some. Christmas day 1863 found Henry Wadsworth Longfellow grieving over his son wounded in the Civil War battle of Gettysburg. Two years earlier his wife had burned to death in a fire. Consumed…

  • From Diapers to Depends

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    Yep, that’s Litl’ Freddy 38 years ago (delusional dyslexia), grateful I’m not yet clipping Depends coupons to redeem 😊 . . .  and here’s a sketch of Ole’ Freddy today . . . Notice any changes other than the hat covering the shiny bald patch on my noggin’? 😊 Before snuggling under the covers tonight,…

  • Final Destination

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    Fred D
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    Holding Ellen close in front of me; arms spread recklessly wide on the bow; the wind tussling my flowing locks ???😊 . . . Titanic is one of my favorite films. Last week Ellen and I visited the Titanic exhibit just over the mountain from us. Definitely a more historic venue versus Pigeon Forge’s standard…

  • Attitude Paradigm Shift

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    Fred D
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    My wife has been ‘vacationing’ in a rehab facility since a fall nearly 6 weeks ago shattered her right arm … naturally she’s right-handed ☹.  This unexpected event suddenly thrust me back into temporary bachelorhood, and I’m not particularly enjoying it. Perhaps I’m different … tone down those AMENs!😊 …  but my default response to…

  • The Grief of “WHY?”

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    Fred D
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    Watching the horrendous scenes of the incomprehensible tragic devastation and loss of lives in the recent Texas floods, especially those so young, truly breaks my heart, reminding me how so undeservedly blessed I am! . . . by His Grace alone I’ve been spared the unimaginable grief of losing a child. The enemy delights using…

  • ‘Mistakes’

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    Fred D
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    Yesterday I accompanied my permanent girlfriend for a ride aboard the Senior Shuttle from her rehab facility to UTMC for a follow-up evaluation with her surgeon. Gratefully, the X-rays revealed her fractured humerus in beginning to heal …PTL! (thisX-ray pic doesn’t appear very ‘humerus’ to me 😊) God never has, never will make a mistake.…

  • Why?

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    Fred D
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    “To love and cherish, For better or worse, for richer or poorer, In sickness and in health. From this day forward.” 13 years ago, under Big Sky sunshine, I pledged these words to a woman who spoke them back to me. I remain as gratefully astounded today as I was then how the Lord sent…

  • Flight

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    Fred D
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    Since childhood flight has always fascinated me. Dreams of dueling it with the Red Barron in my biplane later morphed into Top Gun in my F/A-18 Super Hornet zooming through the skies blasting enemy pilots. My pilot dreams met reality in the USMC troubleshooting electronics aboard lumbering helicopters, and being awarded hearing aids for my…

  • Sanctuary

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    Fred D
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    As a child each summer was spent with my mother, siblings and grandparents at their cabin in Promised Land, PA . . . and indeed it was . . . my childhood sanctuary.  From sunup to sundown I delighted roaming its forests and streams . . . and a virtual little John Muir was born…

  • The Silence of Saturday

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    Fred D
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    Christmas and Easter are the favorite Christian’s times of the year. Christmas is filled with joyous celebration . . . tearless. But it’s Easter’s grieving tears and the excruciating pain Jesus suffered on the Cross for me before His joyous resurrection that make Easter my favorite. Easter eve find’s me pondering Saturday’s silent, mysterious void…