Faith

I can hardly wait!

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My bonus granddaughter had just come home, from work. I was sitting in my ecliner, resting. (Yeah, I’ve been doing a lot of that, lately.) She is going to be married, in July. She is beyond thrilled and so happy. She said, “It is just so many she said the number) days, until my wedding.” We talked of all the activities and the preparations; that go into a wedding. She has three friends, that have gotten married this summer. She has helped and been a part of each one of their weddings. In return, they will do the same, for her. Her year so far; has been extremely busy. She can hardly wait, for that wedding day.

Food and Fellowship

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A group of us were seated, at a rectangular shaped table. My family and I had come here, to celebrate my great granddaughter’s birthday. This is not, one of my favorite places, to eat. But, since it was her birthday; she had the privilege of choosing. She loved watching the chef, prepare the food, in front of us. There was a special metal tove top; that was used to cook, all of the food. It was ocated in the center of the arranged tables. That made it possible for him, to serve the plates, of everyone around him. During the performance, he threw food, into the mouth of anyone; who was brave enough, to try to catch it. Some of the food had been prepped before hand; just needing finishing touches. He knew exactly how long, each hing needed, to be on that tove. When it was done; he pushed it to the side. Then, he went on to the next food group.

Ageing and choices!

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I was buying salad makings. I love bell pepper. I saw that they were on sale, two for so much. I decided to get two, instead of the one; I had intended to buy. Several days later, it became obvious that; I wasn’t going to use the second one; before it ruined. I didn’t want that to happen.

The Country Parson

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One of the most important elements of life is happiness. When I look around the world, I notice how scarce happiness seems, which makes me reflect on its true value. I have come to the conclusion that happiness is a choice. I can be happy or sad. The choice is mine. Whenever things aren't going the way I want, and it seems very chaotic around me, I stop, think a little bit, and actively choose happiness over my worrying, which helps me regain perspective.