Rabbit Trails

I lived in Central Kansas most of my growing up years. My cousins lived in Medicine Lodge, Kansas. I LOVED to go see them. They lived at the end of a sandy road, a stone's throw from an old wooden bridge. It went over some railroad tracks and it smelled like tar. It was REALLY hot in the summer and it was great fun to ride bikes over. Right after the bridge was a little dirt road that took us to a store called Roger's. That is where I remember buying a sack full of candy for a quarter! That wasn't the only reason I liked to go, I loved my Aunt Gladys and Uncle Bill. And my cousins. Usually when we got there....it was just a matter of minutes before I was in trouble. My cousins each had their own bedroom (with posters and a black light) in the basement, they had a playhouse out back, they had a neat kitchen, a bathroom off of the kitchen so you could brush your teeth and watch somebody do the dishes at the same time. They always had a little dog and we had roast and st...

Happy Birthday to Lydia

O Thou who canst not slumber, Whose light grows never pale, Teach us aright to number Our years before they fail! On us Thy mercy lighten, On us thy goodness rest, And let they Spirit brighten The hearts Thyself hast blessed! E.H.Bickersteth

Curtsy while you're thinking what to say.  It saves time.

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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I just got off the phone with my mom.....before we hung up, I told her what a blessing it was that I could call her and ask her to pray for some things going on in our life.  Not too long ago, I couldn't even DREAM of asking her to do so.  She is now a Christian.....and she does pray.  For some reason this song came to my mind.  There were many sad years waiting for her to become a Christian....there's always room at the cross for one more. Even my mom. The cross upon which Jesus died, Is a shelter in which we can hide; And its grace so free is sufficient for me, And deep is its fountain as wide as the sea There's room at the cross for you, There's room at the cross for you, Tho millions have come, There's still room for one Yes, there's room at the cross for you. Tho millions have found Him a friend, And have turned from the sins they have sinned, The Savior still waits to open the...