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Jesus Is Always True

I'm So Glad I Know the Lord Do You Know Him, Too?

Cooling the Apple Pies In the Windows

Remembering Mother's Day

The Beautiful Pink Daffodils

I Once Was Lost But Now I See

Mom's Gardenia Bush

The Wind and the Waves

Remembering Dad and Mom

The Beautiful Camellias

The Green Grass Of Home

The Love Of One Brother For Another

He Came Alone

Mother's Day In Heaven

I''d Rather Have Jesus

Jesus is Real

The Ringing of the Christmas Bells

Courtney and Ronnie Are My Mentors

Zandra Sees the Robin

The Love Of His Life Has Passed Away

Praise the Lord

Lyle--A Man of Many Talents

Ronnie and His Invaluableness

Ronnie--A Man With A Purpose

The Happiness of the Birds Is God's Gift To All People

Be One That Circumspectly Walks to Please God

Mom's Desire to Please God Is For All Time

Lyle Is a Treasured Man Whom I Care and Love

Ronnie and His Desire to Love Others

The Birds From God Gently Sing

Ronnie--a Man of Truth Always

Give of Your Best to Jesus All the Time

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One Christmas I Remember

Years ago when I was only thirteen years of age we celebrated the holidays.
It was a good time for us since we were able to receive what we wanted for Christmastime.
There was Mom faithful as ever preparing the Christmas meal.
There was ham, collard greens, and other good things to eat.
Mom was the best cook ever for our palates never desired anything from anyone else.
The thing that was bad about this time was my overeating and becoming sick.
I had ate too much food at one time and it was heavy on my stomach.
I remember Dad having to get up in the middle of the night and tend to me.
I was feeling really bad at this point and felt I shouldn't have done what I did.
Mom's cooking had nothing to do with it for it is always right and was this time.
It was my stupidity that allowed me the outcome that was dealt.
Learning from my mistakes is what happened and I am all the better for it.
This is a true happening and never was repeated for Christmastime.
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