Faith

When returning on a hitch- hiking trip to Texas A & M College (1950), a motorist dropped me off in Nacogdoches at the intersection of Highway 7 and Highway 21. “Thumbing a ride” was pretty easy back then and in a few moments' two elderly ladies in a new Buick stopped to give me a ride.

I am blessed beyond measure. The card says...

For several mornings, I have been spending time on my front porch. I have had a bout with my allergies and so haven’t felt like doing a lot of chores. Normally, I am very conscious of the value of time. Therefore, each day, I feel like I have to accomplish a few things.

“….you’ll have treasure in heaven..” Luke 18:22 Gordon was San Augustine Texas’ finest truck farmer. He farmed in the Patroon Creek bottom and occasionally on the old Horne place. He taught me to drive a tractor, tie turnip greens with bear grass and know when a watermelon is ripe.

It seems the world is upside down. Smirks and stares from three unexpected elderly women, gave way to opening a new gate. Welcome to the world of unfulfilled dreams. The bitterness rivals the resentment exercised as a mastered skill.

After my last doctor's visit, I went to the Publix pharmacy to pick up new medicine. Doctors have a pill for every problem in the world—if only they all worked.

After about a month on a health hiatus, things started returning to normal, and then I had a doctor’s visit scheduled for a checkup. I don’t know why they call us patients because I’m not very patient with these doctors.

by Louise Bishop I was sitting on my front porch, gently moving the swing, with my foot. Looking out at the beauty surrounding me. Thankful to live in the country. As I sat there; I pondered many things.

“Love one another with brotherly affection….” Romans 12:10 “The next best thing to being wise oneself is to live in a circle of those who are.” (C. S.

This is one of my Pocket Prayers: “Lord... It’s me again....