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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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Mom and Our Thanksgiving Days Remembered

Mom is now with Jesus and has been with Him for over thirteen years.
Having called her away from this earthly realm to the Heavenly is something God had planned.
It was a blessing for Mom to be called away knowing the things that transpired afterward.
But Jesus never makes a mistake as He did the right thing with taking Mom.
One of the things that blesses my life is to remember the holidays we shared together.
Thanksgiving Day was the day that was so special as it opened up the holiday season.
We found ourselves saying to the people we didn't even know Happy Holidays.
It was a joyful time for all concerned.
Mom made it special for making the meal for us and having the best turkey we could have had.
There was joy that was immeasurable.
There was a sense of holiness that was expressed with the things we did.
All these things culminated together were special things that can't ever be replaced.
Mom made it what it was supposed to be which was a tremendous holiday.
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