Thursday, January 10, 2008

SADNESS, BUT WHAT A WAY TO GO . . .

Many of you have heard me talk about my adopted Mom back in the Springfield, IL area. She would have been 104 next month. She didn't hear on the phone anymore and didn't see the best. She was laid to rest yesterday, in Percy, IL. We were neighbors on farms when I was a teen. She and Ray had had a daughter that had died at the age of 12 years old, and when we moved into the farm down the road, she found out my age and that I was the same age as their daughter would have been, so she took me sort of under her wing, and although I had parents, she was Mom too to me. Such a joy she was all of those years, and her letters were filled with love and it was such a blessing to hear from her. I missed talking to her on the phone after she couldn't hear anymore. She will be missed by many, and I know that although she sleeps, I shall see this treasure again someday. She was a real prayer/warrior and bible student. She took the tapes that her church would bring to her and although her hands were knotty with arthritis she transcribed them on to paper, and shared with others. She still wrote to me, and Jesus shone forth in her letters and her great love that she had for Him and mankind.

Thank you, for allowing me to share my Mom with you. She will always be MOM. My Mom and Mom were best friends while we lived neighbors to each other and I am thankful for the both of them and their love for our Lord.
God bless Mom's.

Betty from BealcAs Pad


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3 Bullets

There once was a man who had nothing for his family to eat. He had an old rifle and three bullets.

So, he decided that he would go out hunting and kill some wild game for dinner.

As he went down the road, he saw a rabbit. He shot at the rabbit and missed it. The rabbit ran away.

Then he saw a squirrel and fired a shot at the squirrel, but missed it. The squirrel disappeared into a hole in a cottonwood treel.

As he went further, he saw a large, wild "Tom" turkey in the tree, but he had only one bullet remaining.

A voice spoke to him and said, "Pray first, aim high, and stay focused."

However, at the same time he saw a deer which was a better kill.

He brought the gun down and aimed at the deer. But, then he saw a rattlesnake between his legs, about to bite him, so he naturally brought the gun down further to shoot the rattlesnake.

Still, the voice said again to him, "I said, 'Pray, Aim high, and Stay focused."

So, the man decided to listen to God's voice.

He prayed, then aimed the gun high up in the tree, and shot the wild turkey.

The bullet bounced off the turkey and killed the deer.

The handle fell off the gun, hit the snake in the head, and killed it. And, when the gun had gone off, it knocked him into a pond.

When he stood up to look around, he had fish in all his pockets, a dead deer, and a turkey for his family to eat.

The snake, (Satan), was dead simply because the man listened to God.

Moral of the story:
Pray first before you do anything, aim and shoot high in your goals, and stay focused on God.

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