Ancient Days

As my days slowly turn older, I am constantly reminded of what life was like before.  When I could run and be as free as a bird, when I could go hiking through the woods where I had grown up at.

The days that have fled so swiftly before my eyes. But I can remember each individual incident and the regret for wasting that precious time that I had been given. I had been allowed to have free will and do whatever I wanted for over thirty years or more. How did I waste those years?

On fooliness, drugs, alchohol, adultrious effections, fast cars and motorcycles,  I was the Prodigal Son. I spent every thing until I was broke.

I had wasted away three marriages through my on stupidity, five children that I considered disposible. And now it comes back to haunt me.



Matthew 4:4

Jesus answered, “It is written; ‘man shall not live on bread alone, but on every word that comes from the mouth of God’ ”

Never underestimate the power of your words. A physician speaks and the surgery is continued or the man is sent home from the hospital. A judge either commits the man or sets him free.

Words can bless us or words can curse us. Words can either lift us up or cut us down.

Let us continue to bless others and to lift them up at all times through showing our love.

In this new year, let’s pay closer attention to hearing what the words are that proceed out of the mouth of God. He always speaks the truth!

Christian, Life Coach

What Was it Like

When the days were younger and there was not a care in the world. How beautiful the sun shined in those days.

Grandpa and Grandma took good care of me and my sister. Thing were so much different then. We showed respect for our elders. We wouldn’t have known how to get into trouble if we had wanted to.

And a water pump that you had to prime before pumping. Does anybody know what it consisted of priming a pump? It was always at it’s worst during the winter months. You had to save enough water priming and keep it inside to keep it from freezing.

We had an outdoor toilet with two holes, no waiting. And it was a cold walk during the winter time. We didn’t have the luxury of toilet paper, that’s what Sears and Roebuck catalogs were for. They were in black and white then.

We went to a one room school house. We walked at least a mile and a half to school each day. It was a nice walk every day except for the winter months again. Everyone loved the teacher and showed her the greatest respect. She would go around to the different classes and check on each individual person.

Oh, it was so wonderful then.